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Kakashi didn't understand why the boy was so compliant about it.
He shouldn’t.
If the little blond one day pulled out a gun at Kakashi, he wouldn't be surprised by it. It would be what Kakashi deserved, honestly.
Today was the turn of a rich bastard, another pervert that somehow likes hearing the feisty words of a young boy like Naruto, someone who, despite his appearance, had never acted sweet in sexual intercourse. Not even with Kakashi.
“Fucking old pervet,” murmured Naruto into soft pillows.
Then the blond didn’t say anything else for the next few minutes; instead, he simply kept silent, hearing the lines that followed; ‘fucking brat’ and 'such a rude mouth, let daddy teach you one thing or two’ while the man’s cock drilled into his underage hole.
Kakashi, still in his twenties and who was once a decent child and teen in the past, kept seeing the act. That was one of the conditions. His tall figure was in the doorway, leaning casually against the door frame while holding a cheap cup with no more alcohol in it, hitting the little glass against his tight repeatedly.
He sometimes got impatient, but he refrained from stopping anything because, well, that was an easy way to get money.
A good amount of green printed money.
But…
He could get more, so Kakashi didn’t hesitate to tell the man one thing. One previously unmentioned condition.
“Since you aren’t using a condom, you better not cum inside him or it’ll cost you a lot extra.”
Yeah, more cash.
It was a trick that always worked. A scheme, if properly analyzed.
They couldn’t refuse. Who fucked underage boys but criminals? Inside that bedroom, Kakashi was truly the one with full reign over everything.
“What a… joke!” complained the man before groaning how fucking good the boy feels.
The man’s thrusts became sloppy, his depraved rhythm screwing such a young ass faltering before the tender inside of Naruto was filled with the mature culmination.
The man didn’t have time to take a better breath before Naruto was saying, “Oh, c'mon, old dude, pull it out!”
Midly offended by such rude words (should have paid more to make the brat behave nicer and to be able to kiss him a bit?) and by the extra money he must pay to not get into trouble, the man tucked his now flaccid cock back into his trouser and fished out his wallet, handing out the bills that the silver-haired man murmured as the total cost.
“Just business,” said Kakashi as the last thing, promptly raising up both of his palms in fake surrender.
When it was just Kakashi and Naruto, the adult didn’t waste time reaching the bed and getting on it while caging Naruto’s body.
“Such a good boy,” Kakashi murmured softly, dark eyes looking down fondly at the boy, leaning in until he was kissing the young back, extending one arm to the bedside table looking for wet wipes.
It was his job to gently and thoroughly clean the beautiful skin under him.
Of his beloved boy.