[FIC] Rai/Kashi PWP Smex, Seductive Submission... Pt3

[fuyunoakegata]

Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Raidou/Kakashi (and yes, that's the right order, hehehe)
Status: WIP, but hope to finish it in a day or two...
Summary: Kakashi is sent on a mission and must undergo some unusual training, first.
Genre: PWP smex, pure and simple, unfortunately a bit of plot sneaked in...
Warnings: yaoi, ds, light bondage, forced masturbation, cumshots, orgasm denial... grin
Disclaimer: I asked Kishimoto-san for the loan of the boys for my birthday... I kind of never took them back to him :)

  I know, I know, real life intervened though, okay? Just be glad I didn't write while I was as drugged as this weekend, or Kashi would have been the marshmallow filling in an Ibiki Raidou Smore... *see crackporn! Sasuke/Itachi/Fugaku midget amputee porn discussion hehe snakeys gonna have fun, too... and if THAT doesnt lure ppl to read that thread or commit me to the asylum, I don't know what will...

“Going somewhere?”  a deep voice drawled as the door opened suddenly.

Kakashi stiffened at what that voice implied. 

“Of course not.  I was just…”  His entire body radiated outraged indignation.

Raidou never gave him a chance to complete the excuse.  “If you’re not leaving, then you’re coming inside.  I’m not in the habit of discussing covert missions training on the doorstep in plain sight of everyone.”

Kakashi’s eyes narrowed at the brusque treatment, but he followed the older man inside.

 

Raidou stopped in front of a large table.  “Empty your pack and strip,” he commanded.

 

“What?” Kakashi came as close to squeaking as he ever had in his life.

 

“There has only been one deaf ANBU member since the founding of Konoha, and you aren’t him, so I think you heard me.”

 

Kakashi shot a look laced with pure venom in Raidou’s direction.

 

Raidou crossed his arms.  “Weapons in a separate pile.”

 

 “You’re serious…” Kakashi stated, disbelief evident in his voice and expression.

 

“I’m not in the habit of giving orders, twice, Hatake.  You might be an ANBU captain, but for this phase of your training, I’m your superior, and I expect my orders to be obeyed. Immediately.  And implicitly.”   The dark brown gaze was hard and unforgiving, not at all like the last time he had seen the man.  Raidou had seemed much kinder a month ago, laughing and drinking and surrounded by friends.  

 

Kakashi grudgingly set his pack on the table at the words.  “I am a captain.  I’ve been a jounin for seven years.  Is there a reason you’re doing a shakedown of my gear like I’m a raw recruit?”

 

“You may know stealth and assassination, but when’s the last time you had a seduction mission?  I’ve read a synopsis of your missions, and while they might be impressive on paper, they won’t get you through this one without more training.  And I’m not counting the geisha mission… you were ten, and I know you wouldn’t be expected to function as a full geisha that young, even if Yondaime or Sandaime allowed it."  Raidou's eyes never wavered as he spoke, his attention focused solely on the young man before him. Kakashi found it unnerving.  "This training is to teach you to be a submissive and the training has already started.  I suggest you start acting like you take this seriously, like any other training, or face administrative discipline.  Not to mention discipline from me.  And I think you might prefer whatever Sandaime, the council, and the head of ANBU decide over my own choices of discipline."

 

Kakashi muttered under his breath, but started emptying the pack.  An impressive array of scrolls, rations bars, survival equipment, and weapons soon littered the tabletop.  Everything a shinobi could ever imagine needing and nothing unnecessary, well packed and organized.  Kakashi folded the pack and placed it to one side, looking up at the tokujou questioningly.

 

“You completed part one of my order.  Part two? What are you waiting for, music and a pole?” An eyebrow arched inquisitively.

 

 Kakashi flushed above his mask, even his upper arms turning a bright shade of pink.  “I thought…”

 

 “You thought you would have privacy.  Just what about this training do you not understand?  I assume you read the mission brief and understand just what this mission entails?  You will be this man’s submissive, damn near his slave for up to a week.  Do you really think he will let you have any privacy?  If he asks you to take a piss on stage in front of his cronies, you will and you will thank him for the privilege of doing so… Am I making myself clear?”  As he spoke he moved closer and closer, until by the final sentence he was mere inches away, the large body intimidating by its sheer presence.

 

Kakashi nodded quietly and took a step back before stripping his uniform in a sober and efficient manner.  The sheer number of weapons secreted in various parts of the skintight uniform was astounding even to the other ninja.  Added to the top of the pile was a small capsule still wet with saliva.  Kakashi stood proudly before the other man, face as bare as the rest of him and Raidou admitted to himself that other than his poor attitude, the younger man had nothing to be ashamed of.

 

“Well, at least you can follow orders,” the big man admitted gruffly, “but I can see you’ve got a lot of work ahead of you before you have the proper attitude.  You will start now with nothing.  Things can get better or they can get worse, depending on your behavior.  I could lecture you all day long and you still wouldn’t understand exactly what’s required, so I propose a small demonstration.”  He clapped his hands twice. “Ibiki… come here.”

 

And to Kakashi’s eternal amazement, Morino Ibiki walked in slowly, clad only in a pair of tight black leather pants and a collar, kneeling at Raidou’s side.

 

“Yes, Master?” the ANBU inquired.