Title: Animal Instincts
Meaning: N/A
Pairing: KibaNaru (hinted and actual)
Type: Drabbles
Rating: PG
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Drabble Twelve - Word Count: 464
The door closed with a bang behind them. The house was totally empty.
“See ... all quiet ... on the home front,” Naruto panted between kisses.
“Shut it ... and ... on the bed,” Kiba growled, his eyes darkened to a near black with want.
Creaking mattress-springs nearly made them both wince, hoping the cheap, old frame would hold up. Their fear was soon forgotten as clothes were discarded. Suddenly they both stopped and sniffed; then whipped around to look behind them.
“ ... Please, continue.”
“Ero-sennin! Get that sketch book out of here!”
“You get out of here!”
In the face of claws and fangs, Jiraiya gave a lecherous grin and quickly teleported himself out of the room. Kiba pinned Naruto under him as soon as the old man was gone.
“I ... really ... hate ... interuptions.”
“Oi, dobe – uh ... Oh.”
“Teeeemeeeee! Next time knock! This ain't a show!”
Kiba's eyes narrowed threateningly at the Uchiha, “Piss off! Your blushing is making me embarrassed.”
Sasuke walked quickly out the door, his hands clenched into fists so hard his knuckles were pure white. Kiba smirked; let the bastard be jealous.
“Oi ... attention ... here,” the blonde snapped, rolling over so he was on top and nipping at Kiba's neck.
“Of – ah – course.”
“Hey, Naruto!!! You're late for trai ... ning ...”
“Sakura-chan!” “Haruno!”
Inner Sakura promptly died of a nosebleed. Both Kiba and Naruto decided that pink hair and a red face did not look good together, as the girl stuttered, “I'll ... just be ... leaving ...”
Once again, Naruto slumped onto Kiba’s chest, “This isn't happening.”
“Yes, it is,” Kiba said mournfully, wishing there were a moon he could howl at.
“Let's try it again. We should be okay.”
“That might require more effort.”
Naruto's lips curved up in a vulpine grin, “I'm up for it if you are.”
“That was ... a horrible pun.”
“I know.”
“Don't stop.”
“I w – KAKASHI-SENSEI?!”
The face hanging upside down in the window quickly disappeared. The boys gaped at the empty space, then at each other, then shouted “PERVERT!!!” in tandem.
“Why do I get the feeling that I know where this is going?” the blonde muttered.
“Because we d – “
A loud bang interrupted them, “Hey, Naruto, want to get – INUZUKA KIBA! What are you doing to my boy?!”
“Shit.”
“I'm going to hurt you, Inuzuka!”
“Iruka-sensei! Don't!”
“He's taking advantage of you, Naruto!”
“He is not! We both want this!”
“EH?!” there was a sudden stop, “You what?!”
Naruto blushed brightly, “It's consensual. Please, Iruka-sensei, please go away.”
As if he had to ask. Iruka keeled over, his nose bleeding, and poofed away in a cloud of smoke as he hit the floor.
“‘All quiet on the home front’, eh?” Kiba asked, eyebrow quirked upward.
“Shut up. At least the dog isn't here.”
“Arf!”
“Gyah! Kiba!”
“It's not my fault!”