A/N: This is the steamiest thing I've ever attempted to write... I hope it's okay... I'm embarassed.

"Love me, Iruka." It wasn't meant to be a question. He demanded it. He wouldn't accept anything less from the man who he was pumping into with full force. He was beautiful in his own masculine way, with inquisitive hazel eyes and thin but sensual lips. At that moment, those lips were parted in ecstasy, and the eyes hidden behind eyelids, set in a face covered in a light sheen of perspiration.

"Love me...Iruka..." His breath was becoming shorter, having been stolen away by the tan, wriggling body beneath him. Latching onto his neck with his lips, he sucked until the moans became louder, groans turning mingling with the strangled breathing in his ear. This is what he wanted. To give pleasure to the man he loved; to give him what no other man, or woman, could.

"'Ruka..." Rolling his hips, he struck the spot within that made his tan dolphin moan and arch in the way that made him harder then he thought possible. He wouldn't stop until he heard it from the lips he tasted with his own, and traced with his tongue. The knot that was growing at an alarming pace in his groin was near to exploding; he wanted his lover to feel how he made him feel. Wrapping his hand around his dolphin's member, he pumped in unison to the rolling of his hips; the pace was wild, and the scent of his lover and the slick skin against his own made his mind fly into a frenzy of lust.

His lover's orgasm was too much; the heat and tightening of his insides around his cock, the near scream of ecstasy and the feel of the warm seed spilling over his fingers pushed him over his limit.

"Love me, Iruka!" It was incoherent, but it was the only thought in his mind as he released himself within the body of the man he was desperate to have love him. His cheek rest against the slick, tan back of the man that was trying to catch his breath just after experiencing such a powerful orgasm. They were quiet except for the sound of their combined breathing, the stillness of the dark room enveloping them.

"Iruka..." He was silenced with a swift sweep of those thin, sensual lips across his own. Through the dark, he could make out his lovers eyes; in the dark, hazel had become black, but he could sense the warmness emanating from them. Feeling slightly ashamed of how desperate he must have sounded, he parted his lips to speak, only to be silenced once again.

His dolphin's lips spread into a small smile, curling in the corners to create tiny dimples in his cheeks. "You never had to ask, Kakashi."