#kakari

She shies beneath his hand even as she tilts her head to the side, encouraging his mouth at her throat. Kakashi's teeth graze along her sensitive skin, and she can practically feel his smile, pressed against her. Akari swallows around the nervous lump in her throat, keeping her eyes on Obito's. He watches her with something close to reverence, sitting across from the bed in a low chair. A front-row seat.

It's a heady thing - being touched and kissed and teased by someone else, whilst her boyfriend watches.

There's a deep flush on Obito's face, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he slowly works a fist over his cock. His eyes drop to Akari's cunt, Kakashi's fingers spreading her open and brushing over her swollen clit. She arches off the bed, a low moan slipping past her lips at the gentle touch. Her body thrums with awareness, and though she's nervous - she cant deny the way it shoots a unique thrill through her spine, seeing just how turned on Obito gets, just from the anticipation alone of another man fucking her.

The hand at her cunt moves lower, Kakashi's fingers swirling over her soaked entrance. Akari spreads her legs wider, encouraging his movements and nearly arching right off the bed when she's rewarded with two fingers sunk deep into her cunt, thumb still circling her clit. Kakashi curls his fingers inside her, brushing over her sweet spot and making her gasp his name. Akari's pulse soars as she jerks her hips, chasing his touch as she still holds Obito's gaze.

"How's he feel, baby?" Obito rasps, corner of his mouth curving up in an attempt to coax her. Akari swallows thickly as Kakashi curls his fingers inside her, chuckling deeply when all she does is gasp. He lights up her nerves effortlessly, blunt edge of his fingers prodding at that sweet spot within her cunt that makes her core clench, almost painfully.

"Good," she manages to breathe out amidst a broken gasp, her hand shooting down to wind her fingers around Kakashi's wrist. She needs a tether, something to hold tight to as Kakashi moves faster, slick fingers thrusting in and out of her as the coil in her belly tightens. Obito grins at her, his eyes dropping to watch as Kakashi fucks her with his hand, the silverette burying his nose in Akari's hair.

"Better than you can make her feel," Kakashi says with a slowly-unfurling smile, thumb circling her clit with an added pressure that makes Akari throw her head back, hips thrusting forward. She still has enough presence of mind to want to chastise him, but the broken groan that slips past Obito's teeth is enough to give her pause. She swallows around the lump in her throat, tilting her head to catch Obito's eye, and finds him with a tight fist around the base of his cock, something almost desperate in his eyes.

"He's right," she whispers, muscles trembling at Kakashi's answering groan and increased pressure on her clit. Her chest heaves as a familiar spark of pleasure begins to lick up her spine, and knows from the heady eroticism of it all - she's already nearing her peak. "You cant make me feel this good. Only Kakashi knows what I need."

Heat comes off her face in waves, pulse jumping as she manages to stutter the words out, though she cant deny Obito's reaction. His cock twitches in his hand, his fist moving slowly up until beads of precome weep from the tip, his entire body shuddering as he teases himself. Akari bites her lip at the sight, mouth feeling startlingly empty.

"You can pretend to be as shy as you want," Kakashi whispers against her hair, slipping a third finger inside her. Akari's entire body jerks at the intrusion, a cry poised on her tongue. "I'm still going to fuck you until the only cock you ever even think about is mine," he adds with a nip to the shell of her ear, thumb dragging across her clit, leaving sparks in his wake.

It's enough to make her fall. Low moans from deep within her chest as she jerks in Kakashi's arms, grinding her cunt against his hand as she becomes impossibly drenched. Her orgasm snaps the tension in her core, and for a moment Akari feels light as air.

"That's it, just like that. Fuck you're so hot, coming on his hand like that." She can distantly hear Obito muttering in a low, rasping voice. The sound makes her groan, cunt clenching hard around Kakashi's fingers as he fucks her slow through the aftermath. Akari manages to tilt her head, eyes cracking open as she catches her breath, thighs still twitching, and offers a hazy smile to Obito.

He downright grins in response; the sight of her coming apart is a favorite of his, and she isn't the least bit surprised to see his sharingan alight. They share a silent conversation as Akari gently rides Kakashi's hand; her eyes soften as she tilts her head to the side. You okay?

Obito winks as his hand loosens around his cock, sitting forward in his chair to offer her a smile. I love you.

She barely has a moment to bite her lip to suppress her grin before her breath catches. Kakashi pulls his hand from her soaked cunt, pressing a kiss to her temple. In a breath he's moved to the end of the bed, looming above her as he spreads her thighs with rough palms. Akari can feel her own arousal on his hand, sliding across her leg when he moves. She takes a breath as she lays back at his urging, turning her head to the side to hold Obito's eyes as Kakashi takes his cock in hand, heavy in his palm and leaking over his fingers.

Kakashi reaches down the moment he grinds himself against her cunt, taking her chin in hand and forcing her to look up at him. Akari complies with a new flush of arousal to her core, cunt clenching in anticipation.

"You want it?" Kakashi asks her lowly, eyes gone impossibly dark. The head of his cock glides easily between her folds, wet and wanting as she is. Akari finds herself nodding as much as his hold on her allows, before he'd even finished speaking.

"Please," she whispers, feeling Obito's heavy stare. "I want you to fuck me. Brand me, make me yours. Show me how a real man does it," she adds in a purr, mouth curving ever so slightly as she reaches a hand up, nails dragging as light as a feather up Kakashi's arm.

Kakashi's groan is mirrored by Obito's, and the silverette reaches to hook his hands beneath her thighs, moving her fractionally to the side. When she lifts her leg and bends her knee, it offers Obito the perfect view of her dripping cunt.

"Fuck," Obito whispers hotly, the moment Kakashi moves his hands to the back of Akari's knees, and slides inside her with one sure thrust.

The stretch makes her throw her head back and gasp, Kakashi's cock setting alight each nerve hidden within her. Even with her climax and the effort of his fingers, still there's a slight burn as he bottoms out inside her. Her cunt clenches around him, tight as a vice, making Kakashi hiss through his teeth and his hands tighten on her legs in warning. But Akari only laughs, bright and breezy, hips shifting as she grasps at the sheet beneath her.

Kakashi thrusts into her harshly, snapping his hips against her pelvis. Akari gasps at the sensation, able to do little more than hang on for the ride as he splits her open, thick cock rubbing against her walls in a way that made her nerves light. Pleasure welling up from within her with every pump, every thrust; Kakashi takes no quarter as he sets his pace, bruising and fast as he slams into her, again and again.

Shapes dance behind her heavy lids as Akari jerks her hips, meeting his every thrust as her cunt pulses in time with her pounding heart. Her breath comes in shaking gasps each time he fills her to the brim, feeling the tease of another orgasm already as he seems to focus more on fucking her steadily than chasing his own pleasure, his breathing heavy and low.

Akari clenches hard around his thick shaft, smirking low at the way his eyes darken further at the pressure. Kakashi keeps his eyes locked on her face as he presses into her, swollen cockhead brushing her cervix and eliciting an excited flutter from deep within her core.

"Kakashi," Akari moans, loud to her own ears. She finally looks over at Obito, and finds him staring heatedly at her cunt. He watches, enchanted, at the slick that soaks Kakashi's cock each time he pulls out of her eager cunt. His fist is tight enough around the base of his shaft that Akari wonders if it might be painful. She opens her mouth to ask if he would want to use her throat, when a hand grasps for her chin.

"You don't look at him," Kakashi hisses lowly, wrenching her face back to meet his eye. "You look at me, right at me, when I'm fucking you." His words make her clench hard, a new rush of arousal spilling from her cunt as she soaks him further. Obito groans right along with Kakashi, the sounds their joined bodies make obscene and loud in the darkness. But Akari doesn't have it in her to care; not when she's being watching so reverently by both men, not when Kakashi's thrusts turn harder, faster. His hand moves from her chin to grasp her throat, and he uses the newfound leverage to rock her body into his with every harsh thrust. A moan immediately slips from Akari's mouth as his fingers tighten on the sides of her neck, and she feels her heart thunder.

"This is what it's like to be properly fucked," Kakashi murmurs, ignoring her shouted cry when he presses down on her more firmly, impaling her on his shaft. "I'm going to ruin you for every other man."

Akari watches the way his mouth curves into a smirk, and then he's putting further pressure against her neck and chest and driving into her deeper, until sweat begins to drip down his chest and his teeth are clenched hard enough to crack. Stars dance in Akari's eyes as she throws her head back, crying out her pleasure; Kakashi doesn't let up, hips snapping against her hard enough to bruise.

"You are going to remember this," Kakashi growls, slackening in his rhythm as his peak approaches. "Now beg me to come inside you."

"Please," Akari keens immediately, obediently, as she clenches and writhes, chasing the pleasure he gives her. "Please, come inside me. Kakashi, please."

"Fuck," Obito speaks up, sounding pained with desperation. His hand moves fast over his straining cock, breath coming out in pants as he thrusts shallowly into his fist. "Ruin her. Please."

His smirk turning wicked is Akari's only warning before Kakashi is grasping tight to her hips. "As you wish," he snarks with a wink, and then he's pulling her onto his cock each time he jerks forward, the motion jarring enough to make Akari gasp. He uses her as little more than a toy, fucking low and quick into her cunt. It fans the flames of her desire, and Akari can feel the coil in her belly tighten. She squeezes Kakashi's shaft, clamping down tight enough it makes him groan, and stutter in his rhythm.

Akari holds Kakashi's gaze as she arches her back, changing the angle of his plunging cock. Her stomach tightens, Kakashi's cock gliding impossibly faster inside her, and Akari swears for a moment she sees stars; arching up and shifting back to meet his every desperate thrust. He gasps above her, eyes going wide before he pumps into her once, twice, thrice -

His cock twitches inside her as he comes with a heated and low groan, spilling inside her cunt before pulling out until he can paint her folds with his come. Kakashi grasps his cock with a shaking hand, tightening his fist to squeeze out every drop. Akari sighs at the feeling, cunt clenching and fluttering, laughing breathlessly when she hears Kakashi and Obito's twin groans as come spills from her aching cunt.

Akari shivers at the sensation of his come sliding down her slit, eyes drawn to the darkening of Kakashi's expression. His hands move to spread her open, ignoring her embarrassed gasp; his thumbs on her lips, exposing her slick cunt and the mix of fluids to Obito's enraptured gaze.

"Looks like I made a mess," Kakashi says, voice as breathless as hers and yet tempered low as he watches, rapt, the way his milky spend drips slowly down her cunt, catching on the hole of her clenching entrance and gliding to the sheets below. Akari can hear Obito's stuttered gasp, and when she glances over, can see his face has broken into a look of desperation and reverence; lips parted and scars stark from his flush, fist tightening painfully over his thick cock.

Kakashi follows her stare, and what he sees causes his flaccid cock to twitch. "Obito," is all he says, voice thick with desire and unyielding with command. Akari's head still swims from pleasure, only half-aware of what's even happening; confusion clouds her mind as her brows furrow, glancing between the two men and the seemingly unspoken conversation they appear to be having.

Between one breath and the next Obito is moving, all but launching himself from his seat in his eagerness. Akari's eyes widen as Kakashi simply steps to the side, palm slowly teasing over his half-hard shaft, watching as Obito immediately kneels at the edge of the bed and throws her knees over his shoulders. It clicks in her mind what, exactly, Kakashi was implying with his words, and she barely has the time to feel the hot rush of embarrassment -and no small amount of sudden arousal- before Obito is licking a stripe from ass to clit, his groan deep and haggard as he tastes Akari and Kakashi both.

Her face is on fire, a part of her wanting to open her mouth and tell him to stop, but all that escapes is a whine, already lost to the feeling of Obito's mouth on her dripping cunt. He licks and sucks and swallows with abandon, warm tongue eagerly cleaning every inch of her slit; the glide of his mouth and the broken moans he lets slip easily stoke the embers of her arousal, and she finds herself on the path to another orgasm. Obito glances up from between her thighs, pulling back enough to shakily catch his breath. There's a bridge of spit and come between her cunt and his glistening mouth, Akari's breath catching at the sight. He swallows thickly, cock so hard it hurts, and moves to use the tips of two fingers to collect the remaining come that pools just under her ass. Akari watches as he brings the thick digits to his mouth, sucking them clean without once breaking eye contact.

"That's it," she distantly hears Kakashi whisper, his hand moving to bury his fingers in Obito's dark hair. "You like the taste of another man's come on your girl's pussy, hm?" Obito can only nod, shoulders bunching somewhere around his ears and cheeks blazing red, dark eyes still locked on Akari's.

It's filthy, it's erotic, but it turns her on so fucking much she thinks she may actually combust from Kakashi's words and Obito's eyes alone.

As she watches, Kakashi's fingers tighten in Obito's hair, and he's pulling the man back to catch his gaze. Obito hisses through clenched teeth, but his cock jumps at the mix of pleasure-pain as he tears his eyes from Akari's to watch the silverette with a half-lidded gaze.

Kakashi's free hand moves to thumb at the other man's mouth, swirling the enticing mix of come and slick and spit over his bottom lip. "I don't think we're quite finished yet, though."

Kakashi doesn't have friends, not really; but if he did, he thinks she might be the only one.

Their dynamic had shifted once Shisui died. Where once there was simply a quiet girl, slowly emerging from her shell to laugh and smile and care for him -for him, who deserves nothing, who deserves loneliness; those who abandon their friends are worse than scum- in a myriad of tiny little ways. And it had worked, he'd realized with startling clarity. In between missions they would seldom see one another but when they did - they sat quietly, unspeaking, and it's the most calm his heart had felt in years. And then - and then she had returned, to that utterly silent and obedient thing. Only now as a woman, and not a girl; and that translates to brutal ferocity and blood-drenched hands, vehemence spit through bared teeth. She is quiet in her grief, loud in her rage; and Kakashi sees this, sees her breaking apart. And does nothing.

He looks at her, and sees his father. Dedicated and skilled, and buckling beneath the weight of others. Kakashi watches her close, some days; she had lost everything, from her only love to her independence to her sense of self, and some days it seems the only thing she does have is a tantō that belonged to someone else and a bone-white mask dripping red. He doesn't want her to end up like his father.

He looks at her, and sees Rin. They couldn't be more different; Akari is many things but bubbly and hopeful and happy isn't any of them. Some days he looks at her from the back and sees the short brown hair and hip cocked out just so, and he has to swiftly turn on his heel before anyone can notice the way his eye has gone wide. He sees Rin in the dedication, the drive, and sometimes, some days - when the mission had taken a brutal turn, when emotions run hot and their hands are drenched in blood - he sees Rin in the way Akari looks at him, something in her eyes wanting.

He looks at her, and he sees her - she isn't merely something in the backdrop, or someone in his way on missions. He sees someone almost as broken as he is, and sees the fine line she walks. One slip and she'll fall, weightless, into her own destruction. He looks at her and she is a mess, an enigma wrapped up in secrets.

He looks at her. And doesn't look away.

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"He changed my life. Changed me, fundamentally, as a person," Kakashi whispers into the night, voice tight with unspoken emotion. Akari hums beneath her breath, a gentle encouragement. She knows exactly who he refers to; today was the first day he had seen Obito since Konoha took custody of him following the war. Akari had been at his back, as she had since the moment he donned the hat; masked and silent and sad on his behalf. He had to be Hokage, and not Kakashi, for their overdue reunion and private conversation.

"It's difficult, to reconcile the boy you knew with the man who did - all of that," Akari says for him, knows it's too much to expect for him to air his innermost thoughts aloud. Protocol had demanded she be in the room with the pair of them; regardless of Obito's chakra being locked and the way he had held himself, shoulders hunched forward as though bearing the weight of the world. They couldn't allow the Hokage to be alone in a room with the man who had caused such discord and suffering in the shinobi world, and still she feels guilty at the fact she had been a voyeur on their discussion. She'd tried her best to ignore their words -sometimes hushed, sometimes shouted- yet still they had struck a chord. Her heart breaks for them both, and she hopes that one day, somehow - they can stand together once again.

"I believe he wants to atone. But - looking at him, he's - he's not the crybaby kid who changed my life, but he's not the international criminal who killed our sensei, and so many others, either." Kakashi's voice is even and guarded, and she knows him well enough to sense his effort to keep himself stoic, keep things private. She turns her head, nuzzling her nose against a shock of silver hair in a silent gesture of support, before looking back to the stars.

Love and hate are a thin line, Akari thinks with a heavy heart. She pulls a deep swallow of sake, sighing through the burn as they lapse into a comfortable, if heavy, silence

"Give him a fair chance," Akari whispers some time later. "See what kind of man he can be, not the one he was. People change and grow and heal every day. Just look at us," she adds with a teasing lilt, smirking against the lip of the bottle.

Kakashi barks a rough laugh, and she can feel him nodding behind her. They grow quiet once again, ruminating and lost in thought.

"He grew up hot, though," Akari breaks the silence with a thoughtful hum, mouth slowly curving into a smirk as Kakashi chokes behind her.