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  Rating:
      Explicit
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      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Naruto
  Relationship:
      Hatake_Kakashi/Uzumaki_Naruto
  Character:
      Uzumaki_Naruto, Hatake_Kakashi, Uchiha_Sasuke, Haruno_Sakura
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      Naruto, Age_Difference, Unspecified_Age, I'm_leaving_it_up_to_you, but
      genin, Bottom_Uzumaki_Naruto, Top_Hatake_Kakashi, Belly_Bulging, Breeding
      Kink, A/B/O, all_the_filth
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      Published: 2016-11-02 Words: 4694
****** Leave Your Sanity at the Door ******
by ContraryBee
Summary
     Kakashi is not prepared for a genin team, let alone one with the
     sweetest little unsuspecting omega-to-be like the blonde one.
     A/B/O jounin claims – Naruto smells just so fucking good, with a
     really innocent Naruto and a Kakashi who tries to be good but just
     fails spectacularly
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
They were all so young and tiny. Too young to really have scents yet, not
distinguishable ones. They all just melded together in milk, honey, ash, and
metal. Ash from Sasuke, because Kakashi was sure the kid could do a few of his
family’s fire jutsu already, metal because they’re shinobi, even Sakura had her
kunai pouch strapped tight to her thigh, and milk and honey because they were
all so small and young and Kakashi despaired at being made their sensei.
This was unfair. How did people do this on a regular basis?
Desensitization is one thing, Kakashi went through it himself when he turned
into a chuunin (genin at six was too young for anyone to stomach. Twelve was
more appropriate). Protection was another: Kakashi’s scent on his students
would let most people in the village know these three were off limits, and thus
they wouldn’t suffer the same… misuse as the Genin corps did.
What was the Hokage thinking, placing Kakashi as a classified Alpha on a team
of three small children? Wasn’t it usually a safe, Beta jounin? It was just
asking for his instincts to go haywire. Especially with the stupid, stupid,
stupidly deliciousblonde one. Kakashi knew an omega when he saw one, and the
boy was working towards being one of the handful that lived in the village.
Honestly, of course it’s Sensei’s kid that smells the sweetest. If Naruto had
any chance of being a ninja and not trapped and reduced to some knot-head’s
live-in pussy, Kakashi was going to have to claim him himself.
Which brings us back around to this was unfair. Because so much as Kakashi
longed for a mate, one to match him, he didn’t expect to find one (especially a
tiny one with blonde hair and fuck me eyes, who would be the best, most perfect
omega any alpha had ever dreamed of).
“Sensei?” Sakura asked, perturbed by his sudden silence.
Sighing, Kakashi sat down onto his ankles, balancing before his three small
ones for this conversation.
“You are aware, I hope, of scenting regulations?” Kakashi refused to let them
see his inner turmoil, merely turning a disinterested eye to them all.
“Ah, yes!” Sakura knew it, of course she did, she was the bookworm, “Until we
reach full puberty or chuunin rank whichever comes first, we as a genin team
belong to the jounin in charge. That way any sexual misdemeanors are contained
and done safely, and we are given steady guidelines for entering adulthood.”
She blushed at the word ‘sexual’.
“Textbook, of course.” Kakashi sighed, “Well done. But do any of you know what
‘scenting regulations’ entail?” 
None of them answered for a minute, Sasuke paying especial attention to
something behind Kakashi’s shoulder, Sakura not making eye contact, and Naruto
shuffling as if he had a secret. Could it be?
“Naruto?” Kakashi called him out, “Could you please share what you know?”
The boy’s ears warmed, and the blush on his cheeks made his eyes bluer. Oh
dear, oh dear, settle back down Hatake.
“Uhm. It depends on what sex type we turn into, right? There’s no way for us to
know when our innards decide to grow up, so you’re there to make sure we don’t
get into messes we can’t handle?” Naruto twisted his hands in his orange
sweater, turning his eyes away bashfully from Kakashi’s gaze. Clearly he didn’t
know what would constitute a ‘mess he couldn’t handle’ and a very big part of
Kakashi was yearning to show him.
“Yes. You’re right.” Kakashi couldn’t seem to stop looking at those small bony
shoulders. “Basically, I’m going to make sure you smell like me. And that
requires a different amount of attention. Sasuke is most likely going to be an
Alpha, you’ve got the belligerence for it-” said Uchiha glowered at him,
unafraid to meet Kakashi’s eyes. Yep, Alpha, “Sakura, you’re a civilian girl so
you’re most likely a Beta. But Naruto...”
The blonde pursed his lips, both dissatisfied and irritated at the looks his
teammates were giving him. “Yeah, yeah” he sniped at them, “I’m an Omega. I
knew years ago.” And a downcast look flickered over his face, like a thread of
cloud over the sun. Sasuke deigned to blink, turning his head to eye the other
boy; that made something in Kakashi itch. Damned Uchihas, always getting into
his groove and messing up his mojo.
Frowning, Kakashi set that aside for later because clearly someone had taken
the blonde aside for a sexual orientation (and Kakashi would make damn sure
they hadn’t done any other thing to the boy).
“Anyways, get going. Tomorrow, here at 0800.” Kakashi dismissed them, standing.
His body language was too subtle for the other burgeoning alpha and beta to
notice, but Naruto, sweet small innocent Naruto, twitched and stood still.
Obedient.
It whispered in Kakashi’s mind, and once it got started, it grew. Obedient,
kind, gentle, bright, sweet, open, loving, opening, enjoying, loving it---- God
damn it Hatake. Kakashi gathered up every impure thought and shoved them down.
It would not do to frighten the boy, take before anything is offered.
Sasuke left immediately, rolling his eyes at the start time. Sakura chirped a
goodbye and left as well, trying to make it seem like she wasn’t going the
exact same way as the Uchiha. Naruto, didn’t move. His head was still bent.
Kakashi vaguely wondered in the far back of his mind, what it would be like to
step forward a few paces and bring his crotch to Naruto’s exact mouth level. He
was a short kid, but perfectly sized for maneuvering. It be great to just pluck
the boy up, press him against that sturdy looking tree right there and plunge
into his pleading, fragrant, wet cunt.
Kakashi instead stood there and waited for Naruto to work up the nerve to look
at him.    
Eventually, the boy did so, his little chest pulling in air and then curious,
careful eyes came up to meet Kakashi’s. The Hatake’s inner response to this
brave little thing was quite visceral, and he was proud of himself for not
pouncing right then and there, especially with thatscent.
But he’d have to do this soon, or else he may just mount the boy in the street.
“You’re already started to send out pheromones, Naruto, that means…” Kakashi
started, staring into the boy’s eyes because if he looked at his mouth Kakashi
didn’t know what he would do.
“That, that means I smell really good right?” Naruto asked, bashfully, watching
Kakashi from under his shy eyelashes. He licked his mouth, and Kakashi breathed
in, knowing that his mask was filtering most of what he could smell, but
knowing that without it, he’d be drunk on Naruto’s milk soft, mouthwatering
decadence, a smell like the richest cheesecake that melts across your senses
and seals you shut with everything good and lusty in this life.
“Yes. Really good.” Kakashi said tightly, swallowing when the blonde tilted his
head, curious, his eyes far too knowing, far, far, far, too knowing Kakashi
thought.
“Does that mean, you want to…” Naruto paused, biting his lip and utterly
oblivious to the sudden stiffening in Kakashi, in all parts of Kakashi, “...you
want to c-come on me?”
That would be the appropriate starting point, Kakashi noted absently, dazed at
watching hearing Naruto sweet Naruto saying come like it was a dirty naughty
thing. He swallowed again, feeling that Alpha itch in his teeth. Come on him
first, then next time sucking, then next time fingering, then the final time
fucking. That would be the appropriate broadening of an innocent Omega’s first
time. Was Kakashi that strong?
No.
“Naruto-kun that is the least of what I want to do to you.” Withholding his
whine, the alpha part of him clawing at the chance the boy was giving him,
sending him beautiful pictures of Naruto undressed and spread wide on the grass
right here, wetness open and gaping around Kakashi’s fingers, his cock, his
knot filling him up and making him squeal. Kakashi tightened his stomach, his
guts, against it, wanting in some way to fold up into the smallest ball and
forget that he’s a man, an alpha, and retreat to a time when he didn’t know
what cunts felt like.
Blue eyes dropped to find Kakashi’s hardness, bulging out ugly and huge in his
pants, and widened, mouth dropping open. “Oh. Um. Can we?”
Kakashi twitched, fighting so many urges at once he didn’t know what to do. Did
he hear that? Truly?
“What?” he rasped, dark eyes plastered to the omega wafting interest and coy
desire at him, did the boy know?
“Do, do something. There was a man a few weeks ago, who, who said things.”
Naruto chewed on his lip and turned his head, baring a tan neck.
Inflamed by the thought of a man, any man, any person taking an interest in
this omega (mine, he’s mine, my cunt, mycum bucket, the one stretched and
swelled with me), Kakashi made a decision and strode forward, putting a large
hand on Naruto’s thin shoulder.
“Come on, we need to do this elsewhere.” Away from pesky patrols and peers and
colleagues who would protest at such early intervention in a young Omega’s
life. Kakashi teleported them both away from the training ground, away from
sunny skies and open spaces. They reappeared in a dark apartment, empty save
for the necessary furniture and a bookcase. It felt better, now they were
hidden away, a den.
Naruto squeaked, shocked by the sudden location change and by the grip Kakashi
had on him, bringing him forward to press his chest against the bulge in his
pants. Naruto gasped against thick green fabric, the armor of Kakashi’s vest
blocking any true sensation.
“Sorry,” Kakashi fought for words, trying to ignore the brush of perky nipples
and bird-boned body against his hard cock, feeling like his arm, his body was
operating outside of his jurisdiction.
“Uh, yeah,” Naruto giggled awkwardly, nervously, hands coming up to grip at the
jounin vest in front of his face. He nudged closer, curious, and now pink
cheeked.
“Are you embarrassed? Frightened?” Kakashi asked, finally mentally kicking in
his knees so he could kneel and look Naruto in the face.
The blonde shook his head after a moment of thought, some instinct propelling
him to wrap his arms around Kakashi’s neck and hide his face in his strong
shoulder.
Kakashi sighed, beast inside soothed for the moment by the boy’s seeming
acceptance, his gentleness, and awkwardly wrapped his own arms around the boy,
feeling like he could wrap them around him twice he was so small. (he’s not
that small, the actually intelligent part of his brain spoke up, drowned under
Alpha senses, he’s average, perhaps on the smaller side for his age, he just
feelssmall).  But Naruto’s kindness, his innocence, made him want to weep.
He relocated them to sit on the bed, since he didn’t have a couch, and settled
Naruto on his lap facing him.
“Naruto-kun,” Kakashi kept his hands on thighs, despite their itch to crawl up
and seize hold of a young healthy ass, “has anyone touched you before? You said
a man said things, what things?”
Gaining confidence, Naruto breathed in and sat back, not quite looking into his
eyes. “Well, nobody’s touched me, not like, like this” he squirmed in Kakashi’s
lap, causing the hair on the back of Kakashi’s neck to rise in reaction, “but
I’ve heard things. Like, what’s a bitch boy?” He said the word harshly, making
it clear that he’d only ever heard it once, from some drunk assholes mouth.
“Ah,” Kakashi stared at him, feeling flat footed and homicidal, “someone who,
uh, is fuc—made love to—a lot.” He shouldn’t say fuck, Naruto’s too young, he
bet Kurenai doesn’t say ‘fuck’ to her three genins.
“You can say fuck.” Naruto said blandly, as if it was nothing. Twitching at the
dirtiness of the word leaving the pouty softness of that mouth Kakashi was once
again surprised by Naruto’s grasp of the real world, even when he didn’t quite
know all of it. He wondered, not for the first time, where the boy got this
stuff.
“Right. Where did you learn this?” Kakashi asked, hands idly stripping off his
gloves and letting them fall back by his feet on the floor, rubbing palms
across glaring orange fabric.
Naruto blushed again, harder, “I had a friend, a nee-chan who worked at Toby’s
place.” Toby’s place…that’s the whorehouse down on Second Avenue, in the center
of the village’s ‘downtown’. The boy shuddered when Kakashi’s hands spidered
out to wrap nearly entirely around his cheeks, tentatively squeezing a bit,
like he didn’t know he was doing it. It was like testing a peach for ripeness,
you can’t squeeze too hard or you’ll smash the poor thing.
“Huh. And this nee-chan, taught you about being an omega?” Kakashi’s eyes
narrowed, “she kept you away from her clientele right, away from the house
itself?”
Naruto rolled his eyes, “Well duh, Aki-nee-chan was smart! But yeah, she told
me about things. Said I’d need to know. Explained some of the things people
yelled at me, and what…what would happen when I turned thirteen.”
Thirteen was the normal age for puberty. Kakashi nodded, shifting Naruto
closer, so the boy fell a little harder against his still-hard cock, “so you
know what this means?” Only his impeccable self-control kept Kakashi from
bucking up and thrusting, just the small brush of Naruto against his arousal
was electrifying.
Naruto was red now, and his bottom lip was wet and shining, chewed on
voraciously. His thighs were trembling under Kakashi’s hands leading him to
believe the boy was far more naïve than he may seem. But perhaps that’s just
Naruto, as much as anyone can describe something to him, theoretically try to
get him to imagine, Naruto just can’t get it until he’s jumping hands and feet
first. The blonde has to touch it to know, has to stretch and bend and try it
before he can understand.
Perhaps Kakashi could help.
He pulled a little, falling back into a slouch against his wall with Naruto
falling after him. With one hand cupping behind the boy’s small blonde head,
Kakashi kept the boy pinned close to him as he reached up and drew down his
mask. Naruto gasped, blue eyes wide and glued to him, and Kakashi couldn’t help
smirking.
But then Kakashi breathed out a quick “I got you,” and followed the words with
his mouth brushed gently across Naruto’s bitten and wet lips as hot and petal
soft as any girl’s pussy. Kakashi tensed when he felt Naruto squeak and squirm,
shocked at his move, and stopped breathing while Naruto shuffled around on his
hardened cock wondering what to do.
The boy settled more firmly against him and kissed back, a bird’s peck so small
and cute Kakashi took a breath in out of necessity, or else he’d pass out from
holding it.
So fucking sweet, so small, Naruto fit so perfectly against him, cupped in his
arms. Kakashi could just picture being a smidgen closer, cock risen up and
engulfed, locking Naruto to him forever and ever.
Kakashi grunted when Naruto licked into his mouth, now more confident and
interested in the way Kakashi reacted. Grasping blonde hair harder, forcing the
boy closer, Kakashi took over the lead, feeding from Naruto like every taste
and swathe of his tongue was the movement of his cock. Naruto moaned weakly,
newly, unconsciously testing out what noise meant when a man had his tongue
down your throat.
“Good,” Kakashi panted, pulling back to swallow, “that’s good, Naruto, so good
baby.” He breathed deeply through his nose and, wait…no. No way. He wasn’t that
lucky, was he?
Naruto’s scent had deepened, widened, spread out around his apartment like a
physical touch. He was pink cheeked and bright eyed, trembling, and his thighs
widened as far as they could in his pants, hips moving in little innocent
circles, looking for something he didn’t understand.
All it took for Naruto to bloom was Kakashi giving him a little kiss.
Possessive desire rose up from the alpha chained next to his heart and Kakashi
sprung upright like a windup toy. Naruto fell back and made a small noise,
caught between Kakashi’s legs and his hands holding him tight to his covered
cock. Licking his lips, Kakashi swallowed the excess saliva in his watering
mouth and tightened his grip on Naruto’s hips, tilting him up, thumbs digging
in to bruise, putting him into position to breed ---and Naruto wailed.
“S-Sensei! What is--?” His legs wrapped as much as they could around Kakashi’s
middle, hands coming up to tug and pull at his own jacket, hot and sweaty,
succeeding in getting it off and baring his stomach.
Groaning, Kakashi shifted on hand to press it to thin tan belly, soft skin
delicate and decadent, Kakashi wanted to wrap himself in it.
“You’re blooming, Naruto,” Kakashi shifted Naruto to the bed, divesting him on
his pants, inwardly impressed with his care, “didn’t your nee-chan tell you
what would happen?”
“S-she said I’d start feeling itchy and hot, like this, but it’s hotter and,
and not itchy at all, I just…Ka-kashi-sensei! Please!” Naruto whined, small
hands coming down to touch at where Kakashi’s hand pressed into his stomach,
hips writhing against the bed.
Kakashi made an answering noise, deep and vibrating, understanding somehow that
Naruto could feel the want in his stomach, the need in his hole, and the
reaction in his sweet little omega cock but didn’t quite get what it meant,
what he needed. Kakashi breathed deep again, and knew that in that hidden
little place, dark and mysterious, Naruto was getting wet. He could smell it,
he could almost taste it, it was so fragrant, pungent, delicious.
“I’m going to, I’m going to take you Naruto,” Kakashi stepped back and away to
leave the omega naked and pleading on his bed, stripping himself without a care
to the popping of stitches and the way his arms wrenched to get the fucking
things off. Naked then, Kakashi knelt on the bed over Naruto, who shook and
reached for him, wanting him to stop the feeling, or to make it better.
Oh, he wasso going to make it better.
“T-take me, like, y-you’re going to p-put your…your…” Naruto chewed on his
lips, eyes darkened by arousal and need flickering down Kakashi’s body to find
his hardness, Kakashi licked at his whisker marks, waiting for that sweet
little mouth to say it.
“My what, baby?” long fingers reached to pluck at pink nipples, sweet tits
never touched before. Naruto squirmed again, instincts telling him to do one
thing but unwilling to lose sight or smell of Kakashi, lose the way those hands
touched him and pinched at his taut flesh. Naruto was hard but Kakashi ignored
it, knowing the boy would feel a tenth of the pleasure in his cock that he’d
feel in the rest of his body. Omegas were hardwired like that.
“You’re going to fuck me with your cock, right?” Naruto whispered, eyes fixed
on it, “take me with it? Fill me with it?”
Kakashi sort of choked on his spit whilst snarling in reaction, hips fucking
into the air at the dirty things leaving his omega’s mouth. He dove down,
fucking those things back into pink lips with his tongue, swallowing Naruto’s
cries and carefully keeping his cock up and away from the boy’s body. He had to
check he was ready, he had to hit a proper width before Kakashi could fuck him,
otherwise a knot Kakashi’s size would split a virgin like Naruto. Kakashi
didn’t want that. Kakashi wanted Naruto hung out and catatonic on his knot,
gulping down all his come until he was fat and happy.
“Yes, I’m going to do that, I’m going to take you and fuck you and knot you,
and I’m going to breed you, fil you with come until you slosh.” Kakashi growled
into Naruto’s mouth, flinging his hitaiate away so he could memorize this
image, remember every single thing about it.
Naruto, one of his hands slipping between his thighs to touch where the heat
was hottest, looked up at him with wide eyes, mouth wide and panting, straining
to touch him. “Like a bitch boy?”
Kakashi inhaled, kissing him again, kissing across his cheeks and slim neck,
digging in teeth and tongue and everything to make the boy his.
“Yes, Naruto, my bitch boy, my omega.” Kakashi nosed the boy over, turning him
so he lay stretched and beautiful over his bedspread.
And, yes! A place of heaven, nirvana, completion. Naruto’s ass cheeks, full and
round like peaches, were wet and dripping with the sweetness of his hole.
Kakashi went cross eyed, losing sight and drifting in the smell of Naruto’s
bloom, his first, just for Kakashi, tart and new like an apple not quite ready
to fall from the tree.
Kakashi was a bad man. A bad man who realized when he came to, mouth delving
straight into Naruto’s crack, the gash of wetness and warmth, that he’d lost
minutes, smell turning to taste without notice, devouring his new omega with
everything he was until there was nothing left but the urge to rut.
Naruto was panting, making confused, wanting noises that fell out of him the
more Kakashi ate him away. As cries and half bitten moans fell from his wet
little mouth, so did his wetness increase and grow from his wet little hole.
Legs twitched and shuttered, and his head turned sideways on Kakashi’s pillow
was a beautiful sight, drool leaving a small puddle next to his face.
Kakashi was nearly over-stimulated, still in his pants, knot threatening to pop
early and ruin this for him and for Naruto. He couldn’t allow that. Fingers
joined his tongue and at the first press of two, too impatient for one, Naruto
gave a thudding gasp and his body shuddered, opening for both and swallowing
them as if looking for something longer.
God, he was so ready for it.
“You’re a natural, Naruto-baby” Kakashi groaned, teeth leaving an imprint on
one cheek. Three fingers now, four, god, Naruto was opening up so well.
Naruto cried out, hand flying back to grip Kakashi’s hair when Kakashi flicked
his tongue out to taste him, his wetness, the slick that flooded out from deep
inside him to make it easier for Kakashi to claim him.
“Now.” Kakashi rumbled, mouth painted wet and sticky, moving upwards so Naruto
was covered and positioned beneath him, fitting perfectly.
Naruto, unknowing, overwhelmed Naruto, presented himself beautifully, slipping
his knees as far apart as they could go, knocking up against Kakashi’s, and
squishing his head and shoulders down so his hips were pressed up and ready for
it. When Kakashi let his cock fall over his hole all hot and heavy, weighed
down by blood and arousal, Naruto gasped and his eyes widened, fuzzy and buzzed
over as they were by his bloom and want.
Leaning his hands into the mattress on both sides of Naruto’s body, Kakashi set
his hips up in motion that dragged and caught gently on Naruto’s hole a few
times, captivated by the way Naruto seemed to gape.
The noise Kakashi made when Naruto slide his face against the bed, slow and
weak with need, to press his cherry pink moth up to Kakashi’s scarred hands,
kissing and suckling at his thumb, was animal. He felt tears pricking at him,
emotion swarming his chest like it hadn’t done in years, and Kakashi leaned
down to press his own lips to the top of Naruto’s head the instant he breached
him.
Fucking made for each other.
Tenderness fell by the wayside then, as Kakashi pushed into Naruto a new place
where there wasn’t before. He needed to get in. As much as his omega body was
stretched and prepared by both Kakashi and instinct, he’d never had cock
before, and Kakashi was fucking his new place into muscles never put to the
test before.
“Augh—! Ka-Ka-Ka~shi~!” Naruto squealed, shocked dumb by the feeling of Kakashi
taking him over, stretching him out with a cock that felt larger than his own
limbs.
Kakashi growled something that might have started out as Naruto’s name, but
fell out of his mouth to shiver around the boy’s ears and neck like a collar.
It was deep, rumbling, and alpha to the point that Naruto surrendered
immediately, cumming instinctually and without shame in his cries and
squirming, when all of Kakashi slid inside.
Yes.
“My omega, my sweet omega boy.” Kakashi mumbled, circumstances, like,
environment, everything that wasn’t Naruto and his suckling hole erasing itself
from his mind. He was thrusting, picking up speed but keeping his movements
smooth, because it felt like every time he filled Naruto fully, a little more
of Kakashi was left behind.
The rut had to end soon, Kakashi couldn’t keep thrusting like this, not with a
knot on the way and with Naruto squeezing up tight with his whole body, orgasm
thrumming constantly now under his skin. Naruto moved with each one of
Kakashi’s thrusts, his slick soaking into the bedspread and, Kakashi hoped
distantly, the bed.
Kakashi knew the second he inflated, slamming in hard with a wet squelch, knot
filling up bigger and bigger, Naruto nearly biting a hole through his hand.
Kakashi’s orgasm slid up behind his eyes and whited out his vision first,
before carrying the wave all the way down through his body until it burst out
in come and come and come, filling up poor little Naruto with so much, Kakashi
was keen on seeing it bubble out of his fucking mouth. Nearly catatonic, Naruto
merely whined and focused on his breathing, locked there and bred by Kakashi.
Kakashi leaned his head heavily over Naruto’s shoulder next to his face,
licking across sweaty neck and cheek until he had his mouth again.
“Take it,” Kakashi whispered like it was a secret into Naruto’s mouth, “it’s
all yours, keep it for me, always.”
“Yes, yes,” Naruto couldn’t put voice to it, but his mouth moved in the words.
Kakashi bit down on Naruto’s bony shoulder, his hands coming up to massage and
feel at every part of him, moving down until they happened to glance over
Naruto’s belly, filled full with cock and come.
Groaning, because he could fucking feel it, Kakashi nudged Naruto up a bit,
holding him up with his own strength because Naruto wanted to do nothing but
squeeze and tremble on his cock right now. Looking down passed raw nipples,
plucked up like the titties they might be one day, filled with milk, Kakashi
saw the bulge in Naruto’s stomach and ground slowly, watching it move.
Naruto whined in his hair, small hands scrambling at Kakashi’s for relief,
something, because every part of him shivered in pleasure.
“You’re mine now.” Kakashi swallowed around his tongue, around the lump lodged
in his throat. He wanted to apologize or something, because really, he had just
taken advantage of an omega’s first bloom. But, the alpha part of him snarled
and chewed on that part, crying out that it was his bloom in the first place,
since the omega was his and would remain his.
Naruto just sighed, plump and happy, “Kay.”
It can be said though, that Sasuke just rolled his eyes and snorted when
Kakashi rubbing his cheek along the Uchiha’s own burgeoning Alpha glands,
marking him as his in training. Sakura submitted unhappily to being smeared
with a combination of Kakashi’s sweat and spit, a grimace of disgust wrinkling
her nose.
And well…if on some really trying days in Team Seven’s future, when shit was
hard and unfair, Naruto presented happily and with increasing frequency for
Kakashi to fuck full, knot up, and get bred while the other two watched or
fucked around themselves…that’s sort of Team Seven’s business.
End Notes
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