I'll Save Your Life

“Your hair is very pretty like this.” Hashirama smiled as he ran his hand through Madara’s black locks.  “You should keep it like this more often, love.”

“Hashi-sama…” Madara chuckled happily.  “It’s your birthday, and I want to give you a present now.”

“No presents until tonight after the cake,” Hashirama half-joked. 

Madara pouted.  “Aww, but…  I really wanna give you something now.”

Senju smirked at these words.  “I know what it is.  Go ahead, honey.”

Madara grinned and crawled so that he was facing the older man’s lap.  He licked his lips, slowly undoing the belt and pushing the pants down low enough to reveal the large arousal awaiting him.

Hashirama groaned as his length was easily accepted into Madara’s skilled mouth, loving every second of it.

Over in the next bedroom, Izuna lay next to Tobirama, half asleep. 

“Remember,” Tobirama whispered into the boy’s ear, “no one needs to know about what we do together, okay?  It’s our little secret.”

Izuna smiled and nodded.  “Okay.  I’m really sorry…”

“Hey…” Tobirama kissed Uchiha’s cheek before rubbing his thumb over it, smiling.  “I thought we got passed this, Izuna.”

Izuna shook his head.  “No, I…  I’m sorry for ruining Hashirama-sama’s birthday…”

“You didn’t ruin it.” Tobirama chuckled, pulling Izuna into a tight hug.  “Hashi-nii doesn’t care that much for his birthdays.  Would you like to apologise to nii-san again?”

Izuna smiled as he nodded.  The older male kissed his forehead before the two climbed out of the bed, heading to Hashirama’s bedroom. 

“Hashi-nii?” Tobirama called, knocking on the bedroom door.  “Can we come in?”

A loud groan answered them.  “Just…  Just a moment!”

Izuna giggled and Tobirama blushed; they both knew what the two were doing in there. 

Once the bedroom door was opened, the younger brothers stepped into the bedroom, seeing Madara standing at the door while Hashirama lay back on the bed. 

“What does Hashi-sama taste like?” Izuna asked his brother without missing a beat.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Izuna, and the younger Uchiha only smiled brighter, pleased to have so much attention.

“You don’t ask those things to others, Izuna,” Tobirama explained gently, petting the boy’s hair.

“Sorry, Tobi.” Frowning, Izuna turned to Hashirama, taking a deep breath before he spoke.  “I’m really sorry for today…  I honestly didn’t know that I am not supposed to talk about Tobirama and I…  I feel really awful for having to make us all leave…”

Hashirama smiled.  “Izu-kun, I promise that it’s fine.”

Izuna smiled and nodded, relieved to have gotten his guilt off his chest.  “Thanks.”

“No problem, Izuna.”

“Can I play with aniki?” Izuna smiled hopefully.

“Of course.  Go on, honey.  And thanks for the present; I loved it.”

Madara blushed as he grabbed Izuna’s hand, taking him out of the room.

If only they knew what tomorrow would bring.