dear_mun | on chapter 629

Kakashi... always so determined to look away from me.

[He tightened his fingers on his face for a beat, then slid his hand up, tangling it in Kakashi's hair, fisting the strands tightly as he yanked his face back up, refusing him the chance to not see. There might be hate there, anger, but they just covered the things he refused to even consider might lurk under the surface of himself.

If he did not believe they were there, then they were not there. And he believed that he'd made his peace with the future he'd chosen, and Kakashi didn't get to not look and see his peace with his choices. If that came across as something else, then that was hardly his problem.

Especially not when he was choosing to take this entire situation gently.]

And that is just rude. Have I not made it clear I've been wanting eye contact?

[He gave Kakashi a shake with the hand in his hair, then eased back some, cocking his head to the side, eyes narrowed.]

Responding to kisses with that reaction isn't particularly correct either.

[ Kakashi'd inhaled sharply when Obito's fingers had tangled in his hair and tugged his head back, forced his eyes back up to him and what he saw there was something he didn't think he'd ever see in Obito's eyes, something hot and dangerous and violent like lust. Like Obito wants to tear Kakashi apart with more than just his hands.

Kakashi's seen that look before, in the eyes of nameless men with masks for their faces and holes cut out for their eyes, just before they pressed him down to the ground after particularly difficult missions and took him dry. And pleasure then was only ever as good as the pain, what it was that reminded Kakashi that he was still alive.

It scares him, that look in Obito's eyes. That look which doesn't belong there at all, but maybe that is just what Obito wants.

Maybe Obito wants to destroy him, all of him, and that is how he will begin.

With dominance.

With control.

Kakashi doesn't dare take his eyes off Obito as he meets his gaze directly, even though every part of him wants to look away. He'd fucked up already, and that is not at all what Obito wants. ]

I'm sorry...

[ He says softly, clenching his jaw and steeling himself to maintain eye contact. ]

You're always sorry Kakashi, that's what you like to do, isn't it?

[He flexed his fingers, pulling on the pale strands as he tightened his hold, immediately captivated with the emotion that sparked up in the eyes meeting his. Now what could have brought on that hint of fear? It hadn't been there before.

No, before he'd just seen the misery and acceptance, the hope that they hid, but this? This wasn't the same kind of battle as the field, and Kakashi had already expressed a lack of fear for his life. As for his emotions... Kakashi kept pelting them at him so it wasn't as though he had any reason to expect him not to crush them.

No, the sudden fear was thus new and utterly fascinating, catching every bit of his attention as he leaned in and stared, going still for a few breaths as he tried to figure out what gave it life. It didn't last though, and he leaned in, pressing their foreheads together.]

Suddenly so tense.

[ Kakashi is drawn tighter than a live wire, body tense, ready for Obito do something. Anything. Knowing that all this is as much a game as it is a test. And now with that look in Obito's eyes and with the way their foreheads are pressed -- with how close Obito's mouth is to his own, Kakashi wonders if Obito's going to do it again. Kiss him again.

If Obito's going to break him down with more than just his fists and words.

He almost wishes this were violent. That Obito was giving him corporal punishment.

Because this -- whatever this is -- is so much worse.

Kakashi almost looks away again, but he lets out a slow breath instead and meets Obito's gaze straight-on. ]

I can't help it.

[ Can't help but be tense around Obito.

Because he can't predict Obito.

And Obito might strike at any time. ]

Edited 2013-05-09 08:53 (UTC)

Of course you can't. That makes it no less notable.

[He moved the hand not in Kakashi's hair to rest against his chest, practically feeling the vibration of tension in the man and it was... thrilling. Interesting. He'd started to forget what fascination could feel like, but watching him now, the way he was trying so hard to comply, it was perfect, in a way.

It would never be enough, nothing could be enough, but for right this second? He could more than accept it right now as his due, and he finally lifted his head, leaning in to press a proper kiss to his lips as he held Kakashi still, attention focused on just what reaction he would get to it.]

[ A kiss.

A real kiss.

Kakashi's breath trembles as he exhales against Obito's mouth, eyes sliding shut as he slowly responds to the kiss, lips moving tentatively, uncertainly, as a hand rises to curl around Obito's shoulder, the other one apprehensively finding traction on Obito's hip. Obito'd chastised him for not properly responding before, so Kakashi wants to make sure he responds properly this time. Whatever that might mean to Obito.

Obito's lips are surprisingly soft, and Kakashi can feel the jagged edges of the scars that cut over the right side of Obito's mouth. He's not sure if this is what Obito wants, for him to respond like this, the way he would if he'd taken the initiative to kiss someone. Maybe Obito wants to know everything there is to know about Kakashi. How he kisses.

How he fucks.

How he looks when he's at his most vulnerable.

Kakashi slowly flicks his tongue out, tracing the curve of Obito's mouth, brushing over the scarred corner of his lips experimentally.

They probably shouldn't be doing this, because this isn't good at all.

But that's exactly what Obito wants, isn't it. ]

[The reaction was shockingly pleasing, more than he'd expected in fact. That might have had something to do with the fact that somehow, in spite of their recent interactions, he'd still expected Kakashi to be cold, to stand quiet under his touch.

But this? This wasn't that at all, a searing warmth when he'd expected none, and he slid the hand at Kakashi's chest to his back, pulling him flush to his body in a smooth motion as he nipped at the tongue exploring his lips, then pressed back with his own, intent on deepening the kiss. Now that he'd started he was finding himself far more entranced with it than he'd intended to be.

The hand in his hair actually loosened as he allowed himself to be distracted, eyes falling to half mast. It wouldn't last, but for a moment... there was a genuine softening.]

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