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Kakashi was having a very pleasant morning. He’d spent most of it being shared by his team, the same way he’d spent most of the night, and now he was comfortably settled beneath the cafeteria table and between Shisui’s legs. He was holding Shisui’s cock gently in his mouth, staying still and only keeping it warm, making sure to stay mindful of how oversensitive it was.
It might have looked to an outsider like Shisui was using him without thought, finding some use for Kakashi when they’d fucked him as much as they could. But if they could feel the attentive way Shisui’s fingers stroked Kakashi’s hair, trailing every now and then over the tips of his ears, or the possessive way Shisui’s legs pressed around Kakashi to hold him close, then they would know the truth.
It was enough to make Kakashi dizzy with happiness. He loved doing this. He loved the ring gag that kept his mouth open and good only for pleasuring his teammates. He loved the tiny cock cage that had been put on him the previous night, teased and played with since, but never taken off, and how his cock struggled and ached uselessly inside it. All of it was perfect, proof that Kakashi was a good dog.
He wished he could suck Shisui’s cock again and lavish it with attention. But if he did, then he’d be reprimanded. His orders weren’t to suck Shisui’s cock, but just to hold it in his mouth. So Kakashi only rested his head against Shisui’s thigh, enjoying the weight on his tongue while he nuzzled his nose into Shisui’s public hair and breathed in his scent.
It was a losing game to put scents into human words; there was no way to really explain the allure of the good ones or the unpleasantness of the bad, but Kakashi always felt compelled to try. And Shisui’s scent was particularly good, slightly smoky like all Uchiha scents, but mostly fresh soil and fallen leaves. It was a pleasant, clean scent, easy to overlook at first glance, but impossible to ignore on the second.
Above him, his teammates were having a lazy argument about the best way to cook eggs, all of them still waking up. Shisui was trying to convince everyone that eating them raw was best, and being ignored for it, and every once in a while someone brought up Yuugao’s ex-girlfriend to continue slandering her properly. Apparently, she made eggs incorrectly. Just as expected of the kind of person who’d break up with Yuugao via letter.
Kakashi mostly let it be background noise. He was trying to see how subtly he could rub his tongue against the underside of Shisui’s cock, testing how far he could get before Shisui noticed. If Kakashi was really good, Shisui would get hard again without realizing, but Kakashi wasn’t holding out. Anbu or not, there were only so many times a man could cum before they needed to recover.
That was okay. Because even if Shisui didn’t get hard, Kakashi could smell the arousal and sex on him, and Shisui smelled so thickly of Kakashi and the rest of their team that it made a part of Kakashi’s brain purr mine.
His cock twitched in agreement, the bell ringing brightly. Kakashi barely noticed, and no one paid him any attention. The bells were now as normal as his collar, and the only time they were silenced was at night. Otherwise, there would have been a racket every time someone woke up to fuck him, which was so frequent that Kakashi had started to sleep through it.
Kakashi felt a tug on his collar as his leash was passed to Tenzou. He didn’t have to be told to let Shisui’s cock go and crawl over, the bells attached to him ringing with every movement until he knelt between Tenzou’s legs. Tenzou’s firm hands pulled him closer, holding him by the collar so Tenzou could feed Kakashi his cock. Kakashi went limp to make it easy for Tenzou to adjust him, closing his eyes and settling in.
Tenzou always held him so tightly and manhandled him so easily that Kakashi felt truly, wonderfully helpless with him. He caressed Tenzou’s cock with his tongue, trying to show appreciation rather than to try and get him off again, and earned a pat on the head. Kakashi felt warm with pleasure.
“Yukari,” Tenzou said, his hand curling more tightly around the back of Kakashi’s neck. Kakashi hadn’t been paying attention to the rest of the cafeteria or who was in it, but Yukari’s scent was getting closer to them. “It’s been a while, congrats on that Kumo mission.”
“We got stranded in the mountains for two weeks. I nearly lost three toes to hypothermia,” Yukari complained.
“Hokage-sama can grow those back sometimes, if you ask real nicely,” Shisui said. “But you gotta get a medic for the long-haul missions. We’re recruiting more of them lately, I heard.”
Something about that tickled Kakashi’s brain, but he ignored it, safe between Tenzou’s legs. He took deep lungfuls of his scent, rubbing his tongue against Tenzou’s cock and wondering when Tenzou would be ready to fuck him again. The bell on his cage rang again, and he felt Yuugao’s foot nudge against his ass, teasing him. Kakashi moaned softly, clenching around the plug he was wearing, and wished it was the big red one, or better, one of his teammates’ cocks, or Yuugao’s hand.
“— unnecessary. But anyways,” Yukari was saying. “I’m here to let you know that signups are almost over. They should be over, actually, but it would be a shame if your cute doggy missed out on the fun.”
“Huh?” Tenzou said. No one else seemed to know, either, judging by the silence. Kakashi certainly didn’t. Tenzou’s cock was stiffening— his stamina really was something else— and Kakashi lavished it with attention, making sure to stay gentle when Tenzou was probably still sensitive.
“The party tonight?” Yukari said, ”What, not excited about a night off and infinite free booze? Or all those fun ‘thank you for your service, o great and wonderful anbu’ toasts? Or did you just forget?”
“We just got back from Southern Cha,” Itachi said with vague disdain. He didn’t like the jungle. “That’s tonight? Already?”
“I’ve heard that’s how years work, Itachi,” Shisui snarked. There was the familiar sound of someone (Shisui) being smacked on the head. “So, signups? Ugh, Tenzou, I want to see.”
“Let me read first,” Tenzou said, then he whistled.
There were some indistinct sounds of fighting. “Ha!” Yuugao said, and there was another smack. “I’ll read it out loud.”
“No,” Tenzou said in a voice that usually heralded all sorts of wonderful things, and his cock was suddenly rock hard in Kakashi’s mouth. Kakashi sucked harder, no longer hearing any talking, but he’d barely done anything before Tenzou came. As nice as it was— he loved swallowing Tenzou’s cum— Kakashi was a little regretful that he wasn’t really the cause. Whatever they were now silently talking about had done it.
“Can I play with your dog while you discuss?” Yukari asked. “As much fun as it is to watch you make nonsense signs at each other.”
“Yeah, sure, but he’s not allowed to cum. And you can’t take anything off him,” Tenzou said, tugging on Kakashi’s leash so he crawled out from under the table. It felt very bright. And he was a little self-conscious of all the spit dripping from his mouth.
“Oh, I don’t need his cock out of the cage,” Yukari said, giving Kakashi an anticipatory look. She was a younger woman, pretty in an androgynous way, with a shaved head and the build of a taijutsu specialist. She was the kind of woman Yuugao usually lusted after, but Kakashi wouldn’t say no either. Especially when her next words were, “Climb up on the table, dog. Here.” She gave the table a few taps, like he couldn’t understand her and needed a visual.
Kakashi obeyed regardless, lying on his back on the empty part of the long table. As he did, he got a better look at his surroundings. It hadn’t been relevant while he was under the table, but the cafeteria was the fullest he’d ever seen it, and more than a few people were watching him over their meals.
His own team had gone back to their silent conversation. They weren’t quite ignoring him, though, because Kakashi saw them watching from the corners of their eyes as Yukari stripped and straddled him, sitting just as if she were riding Kakashi’s cock.
Unfortunately, she very much wasn’t. He felt the wet heat of her cunt press down around his cage and he shuddered, struggling not to buck his hips as his self-control and patience went right out the window. He pretty much only came when his team let him now, and it’d been a long time already.
“Hmm,” Yukari hummed, shifting wonderfully and covering his cock with slick. Kakashi could smell it; he could smell his team, he could smell just how well-fucked he smelled, and he couldn’t help but whine. “Yeah, this won’t feel that good. Shame.”
She ground against his cage slowly, and Kakashi had no idea what she was talking about. It felt amazing. The bell rang brightly with each movement, no matter that it was buried in the entrance of Yukari’s cunt.
She adjusted to sit further forward, so Kakashi’s cock was only brushing her ass, which would have been nice if it hadn’t just been pressed against her cunt. Kakashi saw Yukari reach below and start to finger herself, grinding against his stomach. Her ass nudged his cage with each movement, only teasing him. Kakashi breathed out very slowly, his eyes locked onto the movement of her fingers, and his cock ached.
How long had it been since he’d properly fucked someone? Sage, years. Back in seduction training. Now he ignored himself and focused on the other person during seduction missions, lest they realize he needed to cum fifteen times in a row before he was done. He just resorted to genjutsu if they got demanding. But oh, fuck. It felt like he was on fire, seeing Yukari on top of him like that.
“Yeah, this is it,” Yukari murmured, her voice going low and rough. She used her free hand to play with one of his nipples, pinching and teasing, flicking the bell piercing. “You want me to fuck you, doggy?”
Kakashi woofed an affirmative, as much as he could with the gag, and bucking his hips a little. If he brought it up, Shisui would probably do this with him, right? Shisui had mentioned once that he liked taking cock, and Kakashi would lie still and let him be in control the whole time like a good dog. It could be a reward. And it would feel so good to have Shisui ride him.
Yukari smirked at him, and Kakashi whimpered as she pressed her ass against his cage a little more. “Yeah, you do, don’t you? And you just sit so nice and obedient beneath me. You’ll just let me cum as much as I want while I ignore you, won’t you?”
Kakashi woofed again, because of course he would. His team told him to obey any order he was given, so long as it didn’t contradict their own orders. Kakashi was a good dog. Even if his balls were starting to feel like fucking grapefruit.
“Yeah, you can. Don’t let him cum,” Tenzou said to someone Kakashi hadn’t seen come up. A man Kakashi didn’t know.
But he was about to, because the man pushed Kakashi’s legs apart and eased the plug out of his ass before sliding inside. Kakashi moaned. His ass had been plenty well stretched, but Itachi had healed him and left him with just the smaller plug before breakfast. So it felt like the cock was massive, opening him up as Yukari shifted to make more room, her ass still teasing Kakashi’s cage while her fingers teased his nipples. The bells were ringing so loudly that Kakashi wasn’t sure how anyone could talk over the sound.
“Yukari, can you watch him for a bit?” Tenzou asked.
Wait, what? They were leaving? Kakashi turned to look, but a woman tapped him on the head to get his attention. Kakashi looked just in time to see her sit on his face, and he obediently lapped at her cunt as she ground against him.
“Yeah, yeah, I know how to petsit,” Yukari said. “I’ll take care of him.”
Kakashi didn’t know how much time passed before his team came back, but they sat down with food, so it must have been a while. He’d spent the whole time on top of the table, though twice Yukari had given him water and taken his gag off so he could eat a little, and then told him to lie down back in the same position. Otherwise, she let anyone who came up do whatever they wanted to him.
The woman who’d been sitting on his face had loudly praised him, not that Kakashi thought he’d done anything special, handicapped as he was with the gag, but the result was that he’d lost count of how many women wanted to try him out themselves. As for the rest of him, well, he needed a bath. No one had seemed like they wanted to cum inside him like they were supposed to, and he was covered.
“Was he good for you?” Tenzou asked Yukari. As if Kakashi wouldn’t be.
“Perfectly well behaved,” Yukari said from where she was sitting on his face. Kakashi licked long stripes across her cunt and clit, then switched to rubbing steadily against the latter in the way she seemed to like best. If he made her cum again, maybe Tenzou would reward him, or praise him? “I guess it makes sense he’s so good with his— ”
She gasped, pressing hard against his mouth he felt her cum again. When she was finished, she sat heavily down on his chest, sighing. At the same time, he felt a hand wrap around his cage as a cock pushed inside his ass, rapidly fucking him while whoever it was teased the head of his cock through the gaps in the cage. Kakashi moaned, losing track of whatever he’d been thinking about.
“You’ve got until we finish eating, then the dog’s coming with us,” Tenzou informed the man. Kakashi’s nose was really only telling him that he’d had many, many women on his face very recently. And it wasn’t like he could sit up and look. He just hoped that he was going with them so they could fuck him until he came, however they chose to do so. Kakashi really, really wasn’t picky at this point.
The man must have agreed without speaking, and a minute later Kakashi felt him pull out. Cum splattered over his already debauched ass, thighs, and cock. The man jerked himself off to keep cumming, as Kakashi desperately wanted to do himself, and Yukari moved so she wouldn’t be splashed as he came on Kakashi’s stomach over and over again.
Without anyone in the way, Kakashi got a proper view of what he looked like. No wonder people kept cumming on him. It looked like that was what he was for. His cock throbbed in jealousy, the bell ringing, and Kakashi wondered blearily if he was past the point where just hearing the bell ringing got him horny. Probably.
Shisui walked over to him, stroking his hair. “Having fun? You look good like this.”
Kakashi woofed in thanks and leaned into the petting.
“Good dog,” Shisui murmured, leaning over, and Kakashi shivered as his lips brushed his ear. “Do you know how fucking hot you look?”
Kakashi froze, thrown out of the dog headspace for a moment by how serious Shisui sounded. And he was exceptionally aware of how Shisui’s thumb brushed over his bottom lip for a moment.
Shisui laughed, and the moment was gone, or maybe it had never existed. “Such a cute little puppy. Sorry we left you for so long. Now, up.” He tugged hard on Kakashi’s leash, and Kakashi hurried to get up and follow.
Kakashi was not so deep in dog headspace that he hadn’t put together the very obvious clues about what would be happening later. So it wasn’t really surprising that, after he had a very nice time being washed, even if no one fucked him or let him cum, he was taken back to their room and told it was time for a nap. Given how much they all put themselves through on missions, Kakashi took that for the warning it was.
Shisui left for some reason, which wasn’t unusual, but he smelled a little off. Kakashi wasn’t so good at reading emotions through smell, not like his ninken, so he did what he’d learned through far too many embarrassing lessons: ignored it.
Besides, he could use more sleep. Yuugao cuddled him, petting his hair and humming the same tune as always, and Itachi took the spot in Kakashi’s arms that Shisui usually did. It was so routine by now that, even with how horny and frustrated he was, his body fell right asleep.
Kakashi woke up in the middle of a very realistic dream. He was holding Shisui down so tightly he knew he’d leave bruises, fucking him while Shisui screamed his name. So it was confusing to wake up rutting his caged cock against Itachi’s leg.
Itachi laughed, rolling over and pinning Kakashi against the ground. Not unlike the reverse of his position in the dream.
“Something you need, Kakashi?” Itachi teased, his eyes glowing red. Whatever Kakashi looked like, Itachi apparently found it worth recording, which was both flattering and unnerving.
Kakashi barked, because yes he very obviously needed something, and put a token effort into struggling. Good dogs didn’t take advantage of the opening Itachi left. Good dogs wouldn’t even know there was an opening. And Itachi wouldn’t let him cum if he did something human.
Itachi hummed, an evil look on his face. “Don’t worry, doggy. You’ll get to have plenty of fun where we’re going. We’ve even got you special things to wear.”
The door opened and Tenzou, and the rest of their team, came in wearing their masks and anbu uniforms. “Itachi,” Yuugao complained. “This isn’t getting him ready.”
“He was having a good dream, I wouldn’t wake him. Kakashi only has two of those a year,” Itachi said.
Still, Itachi pulled Kakashi up to a sitting position and proceeded with dressing him. Itachi started with playing with the plug Kakashi was wearing, stretching him out a bit more, before switching him over to the massive red one.
Kakashi had been excited for some really dramatic new bondage, but what followed after that was his normal anbu gear, mask and hitai-ate included, but not underwear. The mitts on his hands came off, but not anything else. So he was still wearing the cage, the (silenced) bells, and the cuffs that went around his wrists and ankles. Just… under his anbu uniform, which was very strange. Kakashi felt distinctly like a dog dressing up as a person, not the other way around at all.
“So, you skip these parties every year, Kakashi,” Tenzou said. “But if you hadn’t, you’d know that the Hokage, all the clan heads, and their immediate families attend these parties.”
What. Oh no. Why? It was in the anbu compound. Why the fuck were all those other people allowed in? And not even Tsunade knew about the, uh, things that anbu did within the compound. No one outside of anbu knew. It was actually literally enforced by their seals that they weren’t allowed to tell anyone. But apparently the seals wouldn’t stop his team from…
“Do you really think I want my parents to learn what we do, Kakashi?” Itachi asked dryly. “I’d be disowned.”
“They all think the party ends at 10, which is in only two hours,” Shisui added. “You just have to show up for, say, half an hour, and pretend to be a person. That’s it. Then you’re our cute dog again.”
Kakashi relaxed. Okay, that was better. “But,” he said, figuring that if he was pretending to be a person, he might as well get to ask questions. “The signups…”
“Oh, you do pay attention to what we talk about, then,” Tenzou said, as if that was surprising. Kakashi didn’t always, but he wasn’t deaf? And they hadn’t been subtle about that one. “Don’t worry about what shifts we signed you up for, that’s the fun part. All very well organized, so no one outside of anbu will know what’s going on. So long as you do a good job playing human.”
Shifts. He tried to stop his brain from running away from him, because it would look really bad if he leaked precum through his pants. “And you had to pick this plug for me to wear while I do it?” Kakashi complained, trying to redirect his thoughts. It was weird to speak aloud. Normally, there was a very clear beginning and end to the dynamic switch, not this strange half-break.
Shisui chuckled. “It’s not visible through your pants, if you’re worried.” Fuck, he hadn’t been, but now he was. “And you are famously a giant pervert who reads porn in public. Do you have anything to lose?”
He hoped he did. Outside of anbu, at least. Everyone made such a big deal out of his books, but it wasn’t like he was actually doing anything; he was just reading. And what kind of freak… “Keep my students away from me. If they’re here. That’s my only request, and it’s not negotiable.”
Tenzou waved a hand. “Conveniently, they’re all otherwise occupied! Come on, Kakashi, it’s like the minute you’re a person you lose faith in us.”
Kakashi the person took a while to adjust to walking normally with the inconvenient plug up his ass. It was good he had his cock caged, because the way it moved against his prostate with every step would have had him hard and on the edge of cumming, otherwise. And it didn’t help at all that Yuugao and Shisui kept pinching his ass and poking at the plug. Being a person didn’t exempt him from being obligated to follow orders and let his team do whatever they wanted to him. He just hoped that the material of his pants was dark enough that no one would notice the reaction he was having.
Though, for the first time in months, Kakashi was thinking of lots of really terrible training exercises to put them through. Then they’d think it through the next time they wanted to make him wait this long while they teased him and threw him in front of the Hokage and every other important person in the village.
Kakashi had been too easy on them lately. Negligent, even. It didn’t matter that they were the top-performing anbu team; that just made it more important that he drive them into the fucking ground the next chance he got. Fuck, he wasn’t going to make it through the party. Half an hour? He could barely walk through a hallway.
“Ready, doggy?” Yuugao asked, giving his balls a squeeze through his pants. Kakashi made a sound, completely unwillingly, halfway between a moan and a grunt. It wasn’t quiet.
“Quit it,” Tenzou said firmly. “If anyone gives away the secret, it better not be someone on our team. And Kakashi’s suffering enough.”
Kakashi didn’t technically have to be suffering. But, also, wouldn’t it be much nicer if they all just skipped the party and fucked somewhere? Kakashi opened his mouth and immediately got rapped on the head.
“I see that look,” Tenzou said. “You’re going to the party. And you’ll be a good dog and pretend to be a person the whole time, right?”
“Uh. Yes, Tenzou?” Kakashi said, not exactly sure how Tenzou wanted him to answer.
It must have been fine because Tenzou patted him on the head, which was weird while Kakashi was standing up, but still nice. “Great. The rest of you behave, too. Unless you want to be signed up for a shift.”
There was a chorus of ‘yes, Tenzou’ and Shisui woofed an affirmative, earning a halfhearted swat. Then they kept walking, and Kakashi started to hear music and smell people.
He didn’t come to these because he, frankly, didn’t see the appeal of being in a crowded, loud room full of drunk people. But he was interested in a crowded room full of people who would fuck him. And finding out what the shifts were. So he was more or less willing to endure the rest of it.
The rest turned out to be a lot. He’d underestimated the scale a little. Because as they walked into the giant, crowded room, full of the scent of alcohol and loud music, he noticed that there were doors leading to other loud and giant rooms. It turned out that putting every anbu in one place meant a lot of people.
Kakashi supposed the decorations were nice, and most people were dancing, which even he could admit was fun to watch. And while the food served in the cafeteria was always good, made by Akimichi chefs, whatever was being served here smelled so good that he was almost upset he’d never come to one of these before.
His team went off to do whatever they liked, and Kakashi spent the next bit walking along behind Tenzou, less like an obedient dog and more like a sullen teenager dragged about by a parent (Kakashi assumed). Tenzou seemed determined to make sure everyone saw that Kakashi was there as quickly as possible without being rude. And as they went, Kakashi realized that he’d gotten used to people turning and staring at his body, fucking him with their eyes. No one was subtle about it, and he wondered if any of the regular people were catching on to the weird vibe.
Tsume was certainly wondering why everyone in the room smelled so strongly of sex, from the way her nose was twitching. Kakashi suggested they all skip going near her and the other Inuzuka, and Tenzou wordlessly changed course.
That, unfortunately, brought them right to the Uchiha. Shisui, who’d wandered back to them, shunshined away just in time, but it was too late for Kakashi and Tenzou. So Kakashi spent five minutes straight nodding and dodging around Fugaku’s demands that Itachi have even more free time. Because if Itachi didn’t marry the world would end, or something.
Itachi was really lucky Kakashi’s instinctual response was refusal, and not to argue that Itachi had plenty of free time. Because apparently Kakashi had just forgotten he’d ordered Itachi to train every waking moment of the day. How cruel of him.
Being the nice dog he was, Kakashi didn’t point out that Itachi was just lying, and he deflected like he always did, with reasonable success. Until the topic turned to himself. Then Kakashi got to have the peculiar joy of being informed that he was neglecting his duty to his clan by remaining unmarried so long, not even producing a single bastard to make up for it, all while he had a rubber plug larger than a fist in his ass.
And then Kakashi suddenly imagined finding a woman whom Fugaku would approve of and trying to explain to her that he regularly pretended to be a dog while his team and various other people fucked him, and that it was for his job, actually, so he wouldn’t stop. That would also be on top of everything else that most people found objectionable about him. And all the things that he found objectionable about most women. Most people, honestly.
The look on his face must not have been satisfactory, because Fugaku stormed off. Mikoto, who seemed a little too good at noticing things, just laughed to herself as she followed him. Well, whatever. After them it was the Nara, and Shikaku kept looking at him sideways, his sharp eyes searching for whatever had tipped off his intuition. Kakashi dearly wished to be anywhere else. At least Shikamaru seemed to have written Kakashi off as boring and barely looked at him.
Kakashi was lucky that Tsunade was absolutely wasted by the time he saw her. Though she did try to give him a checkup, which would have been disastrous. Medics saw a lot with their chakra. And he didn’t think Tsunade could get drunk enough to miss everything he had going on.
“Really, I just saw the medics yesterday,” Kakashi said, backing away. He was glad this version of his uniform covered his whole body, except his fingertips. “And Sakura last week. Really, I’m being good,”
Tsunade narrowed her eyes at him. “Yeah, right. I’ll believe you’re being good when I see it myself.”
Kakashi sighed. Why would she say it like that? “I have witnesses, Hokage-sama.”
“I can vouch for him, Hokage-sama,” Tenzou said, stepping in. “Kakashi really has gotten a lot better the last year. And since Itachi learned the basics, we don’t have as many serious injuries.”
Tsunade frowned at Tenzou, not looking drunk at all, suddenly. “That’s good, I really want every anbu team to have a medic, and you’ve all been a good test run. But I think you’d be better off with a properly trained medic. Someone who can handle the catastrophes. It’s not unheard of for there to be six-person teams. Or seven, and then you can rotate people in and out.”
“You want to give me two more people to handle?” Kakashi asked, a little faintly. Tsunade was right, there were a couple dozen teams with six or seven people, but Kakashi wasn’t eager to add more people to their dynamic.
Tsunade’s smile was very unsettling. “I don’t choose who you add to your team, Kakashi. Just giving advice. Enjoy the rest of the party.” She walked away, leaving him to wonder what plan she had in motion. Whatever it was, she was right that Kakashi couldn’t be compelled to add someone to his team. But he had a feeling that wouldn’t matter much. Not if she was talking to him now.
Tenzou nudged him, reminding him that he had much better things to focus on, at least for the immediate future. Kakashi followed him and saw with relief that they were headed towards one of the exits. The end was in sight.
And now that it was, it was suddenly very hard to be patient. Each step felt like torture, the eyes on him all eager and expectant. It seemed ridiculous that he was wearing clothes and walking around. He should be crawling and showing everyone how desperate he was for them to fuck him. What did it matter to him that there were outsiders around? A dog didn’t know who was who.
“Are you hungry?” Tenzou asked him. Kakashi shook his head. The last thing he wanted was to eat right now. He wanted to get out of view and beg Tenzou to fuck him. To beg… wait. This was his last chance to talk with words, most likely.
“Tenzou,” Kakashi said, then switched to anbu handsigns. If I’m good, I want something.
A smile spread over Tenzou’s face. “Oh?”
I want one of you to use me to fuck yourself. Kakashi felt himself blush as he signed it, as if this was somehow more embarrassing than everything else. And Shisui was probably the only one of them who liked being fucked, so Kakashi was asking Tenzou if Shisui would let Kakashi fuck him as a reward, which was just strange. But Tenzou was ultimately the one who was in charge of what everyone did with Kakashi, as far as Kakashi could tell. Tenzou tended to make the decisions, and the others seemed to defer to him.
Tenzou’s smile widened. “Well,” He said softly, clearly having a lot of fun. If you’re very good… I’ll think about it.
“Thank you, Tenzou,” Kakashi said softly, giving Tenzou the dreamy-eyed, adoring look that he knew Tenzou liked too much. Only, instead of coughing and getting flustered, Tenzou just looked satisfied, his hand locking around Kakashi’s upper arm to tug him along. Huh. Apparently he’d gotten all he could out of that trick.
Kakashi found he liked the new reaction better, anyways. He wished Tenzou was leading him by the collar. Or being rougher with him.
They stepped out of the party through a door with a very clear ‘Anbu Only’ sign and two people who were subtly guarding it. Outside was a much quieter hallway, with a few clumps of people standing around and chatting, probably enjoying a break. There was a sign for a bathroom that had been added, pointing ahead.
That was… Kakashi chuckled to himself. There were no signs in the compound. Much less helpful bathroom signs. There also wasn’t a bathroom in this direction.
Tenzou looked at him. “Don’t worry, dog, you haven’t been nearly bad enough for that.”
Sage, for what? Oh, for him to be the bathroom? He wrinkled his nose.
Tenzou did still lead him through the door that had been marked as the bathroom, though, and what he saw was not a bathroom. It was more of a room that had several wooden stalls and nothing else. And he could hear, and smell, what must be several people fucking on the other side. Ah, so it was like that. That would spare Kakashi’s nose, at least.
The only person he could see was Masao, who was leaning against the wall and idly reading a book. “Hey, right on time, Tenzou,” He said, snapping the book closed, and his eyes flicked over Kakashi. Kakashi blushed. “Does he know what he’s in for?”
“I’m sure he’s guessed,” Tenzou said, motioning to Kakashi to get busy undressing.
Kakashi stripped, handing each piece of clothing to Tenzou as he did. He caught Itachi’s scent just as the door opened again, and he saw that he had the mitts, and the ring gag for Kakashi to wear again. Kakashi knelt obediently and let Itachi fit them on him, then reactivate the fuinjutsu on his bells.
“Shake,” Itachi ordered, and Kakashi gave himself a sort of brisk wiggle, so the bells all rang loudly. He must have been right about the association, earlier, because his cock tried to jump in its cage.
No, wait, he was a dog again. He was simply desperate because that was what he was. Kakashi looked up at Tenzou and Itachi, waiting for the next order, his mind perfectly blank of anything else. Though, the sounds of people fucking were making him feel hot and anxious to move.
“Good dog,” Itachi purred, rubbing his head. “Now, let Tenzou get you set up.”
The leash was clipped to his collar again, and Tenzou led him to one of the wooden stalls near the end, opening the door to show him that all there was inside was a sort of bench, with a hole in the walls at each end. Kakashi didn’t worry about that, though. He just climbed up and lay on his back as Tenzou directed him to do. It was kind of a tight fit.
As soon as he was settled, the wood started warping. It curled around him, binding his wrists to his upper arms and his ankles to his thighs, and then wrapped around his chest a couple times. Kakashi was held firmly immobile as he was tilted back a little, and the wall pressed against his ass. Then wood shifted around his head, dropping it back so his mouth was lined up with the hole in the opposite wall, and tightening so he couldn’t move his head at all. The next thing he felt was the wall pressing up against him until it touched his forehead, and then something soft was wrapped around his eyes and tied behind his head.
Kakashi twitched, the instinct to panic at blindness too strong, and when he tried to wiggle he realized just how little he could move. He was truly, completely trapped, unable to even see what would happen to him.
“It’s alright,” Tenzou soothed, rubbing a hand over his stomach. “Nothing you haven’t done before, we’re just holding you really still, right? I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Kakashi relaxed, a little embarrassed. Of course, Tenzou wouldn’t let anything bad happen to him. And Kakashi was just being held down so he could be fucked and used the way his team wanted him to be.
“Good dog,” Tenzou murmured, and his hand moved to stroke Kakashi’s cage. “Are you comfortable?”
Kakashi tried to move his hips, desperate to fuck into Tenzou’s hand, but the wood held him still. He whined softly.
Tenzou’s hand vanished. “Can you stay in this position, dog?” He asked, voice sharp.
Kakashi forced himself to think about it and barked an affirmative. The air smelled so strongly of sex, and the sounds of other people fucking just a short distance away were killing him. He clenched his ass around the plug, trying to get some more stimulation out of it, while it felt like his cock was drooling as much as his mouth.
“Good boy,” Tenzou said, stroking Kakashi’s cock again. “What was it you said you wanted?” One of Tenzou’s fingers teased at his head through the cage while the others fondled his balls, and Kakashi moaned desperately. If only he could move. “You want us to uncage you so someone can ride your cock? Or do you want a bitch to mount, maybe?”
Tenzou did something, putting just the right kind of pressure on his balls, and Kakashi’s moans turned to a sharp whimper. Oh, he was so close, and he couldn’t decide what he wanted, both sounded so fucking good. He wanted anything so long as Tenzou let him cum.
He felt Tenzou’s tongue drag up and over his cock and there was a wonderful moment where Tenzou sucked on the tip, perfect in every single way. Kakashi could have cried. Maybe he was crying. He wanted so badly to thrust further into Tenzou’s mouth. He’d give anything.
Tenzou’s mouth and hand left his cock, and Kakashi whimpered pathetically, whining and begging without words for Tenzou to come back. He heard Tenzou chuckle, and then he felt his ass forced upwards and the plug pulled out, leaving him horribly empty.
“I know, I know. Do a good job with your shift and maybe you’ll get your reward at the end, dog,” Tenzou said as the wood adjusted Kakashi back into position, pressing his ass firmly against the wall.
Kakashi tried to get a hold of himself. He could be good. He could do a good job, he could. Then he heard Tenzou start to leave, and he whined in alarm. He didn’t want to be left. He belonged to his team, he had to stay with them.
Tenzou stroked his hair. “I’ll be close, don’t worry,” he said, and then he was gone, the door closing behind him.
Kakashi could still smell him; he hadn’t left the room, just the stall, but now that Kakashi was checking, Itachi was gone. And Shisui and Kurenai were off somewhere. It made him feel kind of lonely. But he wasn’t alone, and Tenzou had put him here and told him to do a good job. Kakashi was a good dog who obeyed orders.
He heard a stall door open, not his own, and then there was movement in the stall his ass was pointing at. The hole in the wall made it clear what would happen and, soon enough, Kakashi felt wet fingers circle his rim. He moaned softly and heard a pleased sound in return as the fingers slid into him, testing, and then immediately they were pulled out to make way for a cock.
After having the plug in for so long, it was just what he needed. It filled him so much better, dragging across his prostate. The hole in the wall was apparently not wide enough that he could feel the man’s balls slap against him with each thrust, which was a shame. It wasn’t wide enough for the man to reach through and grab him, or to even see his cock. Probably just his asshole.
A part of Kakashi pointed out that he was so easy to fuck this way. The other person didn’t need to, and couldn’t, worry about Kakashi’s own pleasure. There was no need to keep him still, or look at him, or do anything for him. His hole was just there, and would stay there, already loose and prepped and ready to be used. Kakashi shuddered as heat raced through him, but he didn’t cum. And he wouldn’t cum. Even if he wanted to. No matter what anyone did to him.
The door on the other stall opened, and a moment later, Kakashi felt a cock press into his open mouth, so large it barely fit through the gag. He took a breath just in time and held it as the cock sank down into his throat, filling him. The scent he got with the breath was familiar in that he’d smelled it somewhere in Konoha before and unfamiliar in that he didn’t know the person attached to it. He still didn’t, but the cock stayed completely sheathed in his mouth, giving him all the time he needed to memorize everything about it.
Chakra let him hold his breath a long time. Kakashi waited, and slowly the cock started to thrust in and out, fucking his throat. The one using his ass started to cum, and Kakashi groaned with satisfaction around the cock.
“Fuck, keep doing that. Good dog,” The person the massive cock belonged to said, a woman going off the voice, and she started thrusting more quickly. “Don’t you breathe? Sage. Fuck.”
Kakashi kept humming, pleased with himself for doing a good job. And he was so happy to feel cum still spilling into his ass, the way it was supposed to. Good dogs were fucked in every hole and filled with cum and praised for it. He was a good dog! He was doing a good job!
The man using his ass finished and patted his gaping asshole. “Good boy,” He said, before leaving and being immediately replaced. And then the woman using his throat came and Kakashi swallowed obediently, still not half out of oxygen. So it was too bad that she must have been new, because she went soft and pulled out.
“Very good dog, I’ll come back,” The woman said, and she was also quickly replaced.
Kakashi continued to be used like that, with barely any break, held still and silent except for the bells that rang with each thrust into him. Somehow, everyone who used him seemed to know that he was a dog. They always told him he was good after cumming in him, or if he did something well, and Kakashi didn’t think he’d ever felt so happy.