You Belong to Me. Always.

Author's Note: I was a little disappointed with the response to the vampire story... Not as many people liked it as I thought would... :( But I had fun writing it even if it did take forever. Please review this new chapter and I hope you all enjoy it! If you see my stories pop up a lot in the next few days it’s because I’ll being doing the promised edits on the first 11 chapters and a few other things. Review to encourage me to write a new chapter!! Luvs you all – DA.

I've always loved the pairing of Naruto and Itachi but there isn't enough fanfics out on them! So here is an attempted contribution. Please don't flame. Constructive criticism welcome, though I know already that this pointless smut. Don't bother telling me that! XD

One more thing... THIS IS YAOI!!!! MAN ON MAN! DON'T LIKE?! WELL THEN DON'T READ! Ahem... Thank you. *Bows*

Extra Warnings: There will be some sex with a minor in this chapter as Naruto will be about 14 so if you don’t like this type of story, don’t read. Thank you.

Thinking – thoughts of respective characters
“talking” – what characters are verbally saying
~flashback~/~timeskip~ - indicates a flashback in time or a time timeskip

You Belong to Me. Always.
Chapter 17: Tattered Dreams

A small malnourished body was smashed into an old rusted trashcan, waking Itachi who was sleeping on a ledge above the alleyway. Itachi was always a light sleeper and the noise was quite loud. Turning on his side, Itachi’s eyes narrowed immediately taking in the situation in a glance.

A small ragged boy was trying to cower away from an old pot-bellied drunk in sweat stained clothing who was corning him. Itachi frowned focusing on the little boy. He looked around the age of 11, maybe 12 with hair that was bright blond though covered in dirt. He had tanned skin as far as Itachi could see, which wasn’t much since the boy wore a collection of ragged clothes that more swaddled then dressed him. But he was attractive all in all, his body lithe and tight, though still quite starved.

“I toldja didn’t I, brat? That’d I’da feed you? Com’ here!” The man roughly seized an arm as the boy struggled violently. His eyes were alight with malice and lust as he looked the pretty boy up and down, already tearing at the ragged clothing with sausage-like fingers. The boy screamed in fury and fear and bit down on the hand holding him.

The man answered with a howl of pain as they sunk in, but didn’t lose his grip and responded with a terrible bone-cracking backhand that sounded across the alley, the boy’s head snapping all the way to the other side. The man snarled at him,

“Let that be a lesson boy! Don’tja think about bittin’ no more, ya little... whore!” He grabbed the boy’s shirt and stripped it off completely, revealing a thin tanned chest with delicate blush pink nipples. The old man drooled – it had been so long since he’d found a decent toy to play with and then he’d been walking along and seen a spot of gold hair. He watched the little boy paw through a garbage can and find a small left over piece of bread which he devoured.

He’d immediately looked the boy over, admiring his body and pretty blond locks. He’d lumbered over and asked the boy if he wanted some food. The blond had nodded hesitantly but was afraid of him at first. But a piece of candy that the man kept in his pocket for just such a find later, he’d been able to drag the boy along until the brat started to get nervous and tried to twist out of his grip. He’d put a stop to that right away of course.

Once he’d had his fun with the boy, he’d be able to sell him to a whore house that specialized in such pretty morsels. He’d be a hit with that hair and his eyes... Heh. Maybe he’d keep him for a while first though. Wasn’t everyday that one could find a kid like this in the bombed out streets of what was once a major city in Japan.

Not many remembered why the war had started or why they’d fought in it or even how it ended. What was remembered was the devastation left over from air attacks, bombs, land mines and machine guns. The far off government often spoke of how the money they received from their allies after the war was over would go to rebuilding – but it never seemed to materialize or there was another more important city that needed it more. As a result their city was a bombed out wasteland with broken buildings, homeless, orphans, gangs and the strong ruling the streets.

Many children, left without parents, or those born after the war had ended and had been abandoned as well as those children born of the rapes that followed the lack of law and order that reigned in the city wandered the streets. Hungry and alone, more than a few ended in prostitution or labor-shops. In some ways the whore houses were better, they at least provided good food, medical care (as much as could be had in the broken city), and a soft warm room. But it came at the price of being very much at the whim of the customer and they weren’t allowed to leave their gilded cage until they were too old to be of use or until one of their customers played too rough and accidentally killed them.

Itachi watched from the grate as the man proceeded to molest the young boy. He had to give the kid credit, he wasn’t giving up. He continued to claw and scratch and bite even after being hit a few more times, but Itachi knew that it was only turning his attacker on. Neither were aware of their silent audience who watched with apathetic ebony black eyes but suddenly if drawn by a mere feeling, the boy looked up and Itachi felt a shock race through him.

His eyes were blue. It was a rare shade, almost never seen in this day and age. Itachi could count the number of times he’d seen an eye color other than black, gray and an occasional green on one hand. He’d never met anyone with blue eyes before. And what a shade of blue they were. He’d seen a sapphire before when he was younger when he broke into the ruins of a jewelry store and took the gems and he’d admired the shade but they had nothing on his eyes.

Deep, clear and compelling, Itachi found him drawn in the desperate plead in those innocent blue orbs and stood up. Reaching for his prized short katana out of its shoulder sheath he leapt down behind the man. The man looked up and froze. The boy didn’t recognize the young man standing there outlined by the rising mood but the man did and almost peed on himself.

This was Itachi Uchiha, the 18 year old genius who ruled the gangs. He was a bit of a legend despite his young age. Having been born in the city he’d learned the ropes fast, his family killed when he was very young. He’d gathered a group of people together and called his new gang Akatsuki. Initially laughed at by the older more established gangs, he’d viciously taken over one after another until all were subservient to him. He didn’t actually control them, but they knew who was boss. He’d been known as the Ice Killer because he killed with out a single emotion – always.

What such a powerful person was doing here in an alleyway with him the man didn’t know. But seeing how the man glanced down at his blue eyed prize, the fat man caught on quickly. He wanted the boy for himself. Well that was just fine. Slowly, careful not to make any fast moves, beady eyes on the sharp blade in the man’s hands, he got off the blond and shoved him sprawling at Itachi’s feet.

“Um, Itachi-sama... I didn’t see ya there... Heh heh heh... Um, the boys all yours if ya want him, all yours...” He backed up. The blond scrambled to his knees as his eyes flew back and forth between the two. Itachi looked down slightly as the blond met his eyes with an innocent blend of confusion and still slight fear and, much to his amusement, defiant fire.

Itachi decided that he liked this boy.

Three strides took him to the man and one clean stroke that didn’t even leave blood on his blade took the fool’s head off. As if Itachi would let such scum live if he had a choice. The boy stared at him shocked having watched the man’s corpse crumple and blood splatter against the wall. Itachi didn’t wait, he grabbed the boy’s arm and pulled him from the alley way. They had to move and move now. If they hurried they’d make it to a place he knew off a few blocks away where they’d be safe until morning. Even for Itachi, the streets were a dangerous place at the middle of the night, especially if he had someone else to keep an eye on.

Reaching his destination, Itachi shoved the still confused and somewhat resisting boy up the stairs and down a hallway to an old apartment that Itachi had found. It was still intact, rare given it was in the heart of the city and so Itachi had cleaned it and made it a safe house. Fishing out a key he unlocked it and shoved the boy in before locking and chaining the door behind him. It was a good place to spend the night.

Turning his attention back to the boy, he found that the blond was crouched and staring at him with suspicion in his blue eyes, his body tense obviously ready to try and run if he could. Itachi sighed, now that he thought about this, why had he brought the boy along rather than just saving him and then leaving him there. It’s something about those eyes... he mussed as he removed his heavy jacket, removing his blade sheath and revealing many more knives and a gun.

Putting them all in the room he used, he came back out to find the blond curled up in a corner staring at him.

“What’s your name?” Itachi’s voice echoed in the empty apartment.

“Na-Naruto...” The blond’s voice was unsteady but firm as he looked directly into his savior’s eyes.

“I see. How old are you?”

“I think – I think that I’m 14,” the blond’s face screwed up adorably as he thought.

“14? You look like you are 11.” At this the boy shot up angrily.

“I am not! I’m definitely over 12! My mother-” at this his voice faltered. “My mother celebrated my 12 birthday so... I must be over 12.” He mumbled the last part, sliding back into the corner.

Ah... That explains a great deal, Itachi thought. He’d wondered how such a naïve young boy had managed to survive for so long. Sometimes a child was lucky enough that his or her parents kept them for a while but were abandoned once they were old enough to take care of themselves. It was the best many could do.

“How long ago did your mother leave you?” Itachi’s voice was uncaring but Naruto didn’t mind, having long come to terms with it.

“Bout’ 2 years ago I think... So that’s why I think I must be 14.” Slowly Naruto looked back up at Itachi. “Why did you do that – you know... back in the alleyway? Why’d you save me?” Itachi arched a cold black eyebrow.

“Would you have preferred that I left you?” Immediately Naruto’s eyes widened in alarm as he hastened to apologize.

“NO! I was just... surprised. I knew better than to go with a guy like that but... I was hungry and...” he trailed off, exhaustion setting in. His cheek still ached from the blow and Itachi turned to a cabinet. Taking a cloth, he soaked it in water from a bottle that he kept filled and stocked here. Handing it to Naruto, he turned back to his room to find some clothing that the boy could put on.

“Put this on your cheek, I’ll find something for you to put on.” Naruto nodded, his blue eyes glowing with gratefulness that brought a fierce protective note out in Itachi’s psyche that he didn’t know what to do about. Quickly he turned away to find said clothing.

A bit later he’d returned with a smaller shirt that no longer fit him and a pair of pants that went with them. They’d still be a little big but hopefully he’d grow into them. He didn’t know when he’d decided to keep the boy around but he knew that sending him back to the street would be a death sentence. How he managed to survive for 2 years without being slaved out was a miracle in Itachi’s eyes but one that he knew wouldn’t last much longer. At 14, he was big enough to be noticed and a prime piece of meat.

“Ano... Itachi-sama?” He looked down at the now dressed blond who looked at him with those huge blue eyes. “Can I ask you a question?” He asked hesitantly.

“Hn.” Naruto decided that meant ‘ok’. (Kinda hard to tell with this one.)

“What’s a whore?” For the second time that night, Itachi’s eyes widened. “Um... well... you see, that man called me a whore. What is a whore?” If it had been anyone else, Itachi would have been sure that they were trying to fuck with him. But as it was, an innocent, highly delectable 14 year old, not 12 Itachi, 14 is, or was, practically legal age! the more devious part of his mind chirped was looking at him with curious eyes that sent a jolt to his cock.

As a gang leader he’d had sex quite a few times. He’d paid a general visit to all the major brothels where’d he been of course offered the best they had, more as a way of emphasizing his control rather than for physical satisfaction but now his cock was starting to harden in a completely different way.

This boy is too innocent for his own good, Itachi thought as he suddenly realized that the shirt was big enough that it was sliding down the boy’s side, revealing a thin shoulder.

“Itachi-sama?” The soft curious voice, coupled with the beautiful eyes along with the submissive honorific made Itachi want to push him down and have him right on the rug, but he was epitome of self-control and reigned in his raging hormones. (For now.)

“A whore is someone who is paid to have sex with a customer.” Itachi forced his voice to remain calm.

“What’s sex?” He did NOT just say that Itachi tried to convince himself as Naruto looked up at him, more confused than ever.

“Sex is...” Itachi frowned and then sighed. He decided to go with a completely honest, if a little graphic, answer. It would be best if the boy knew it now. He’d be a target for whoever saw him with a body and eyes like he had.

“Sex is when a man and a woman or a man and a man (or a woman and a woman – but we won’t go there in this story) go to bed together. When there’s a man and a woman, the man puts his cock in the woman’s vagina or ass. Between two men, one puts his cock in the other’s ass.” Itachi kept his face straight as he told Naruto the cold hard facts. He was somewhat stunned that Naruto didn’t already know this. At the same time, he reasoned, he was very young and had been sheltered for 12 years of his life so it was alright. Though now that he was on his own he should know.

Naruto’s cheeks were pinkened as he considered this new information.

“Um, Itachi-sama? Is that what – what that man wanted? Sex?” His voice squeaked a bit. Itachi looked him right in the eye and nodded solemnly. Naruto shivered, then looked back at Itachi,

“Does it hurt?” Itachi considered the question seriously.

“A little at first, but it can be quite pleasurable if you do it with someone you want to do it with.” He answered as simply as possible, knowing Naruto wasn’t ready to hear a much more complicated answer. Naruto however shocked him for the third time that night,

“Do you want have sex with me?” If Itachi had been anyone else he would have face faulted, as it was his eyes just widened again as his mind quickly pulled up images of Naruto in some risqué positions with him. Then he shook himself. He was not a man who took advantage of people that way. He would kill, blackmail, steal and hurt to get what he wanted, but he wasn’t the sort who took a boy who had obviously no idea what he was getting in to.

“Naruto- you shouldn’t ask that sort of thing if you don’t know what it means,” he scolded, harsher than he intended. Naruto whimpered softly, sensing his anger.

“I’m sorry... I just thought- that – that maybe that was what you wanted! And you said it didn’t hurt if you did it with someone you wanted to do it with.” Naruto pointed out sadly. Itachi felt his cock twitch at the obvious implication that the blond wanted (though completely unknowingly) to have sex with him.

Staring at the watery blue eyes, Itachi made a swift decision. He was going to keep the blond, might as well sample what was going to be his, no? Gently pulling the blond boy to him, he kissed him on his full pink lips, his hands curling around his narrow waist. Naruto was short for a 14 year old due to malnourishment and barely stood to Itachi’s shoulder, so he was tucked quite adorably under his chin as Itachi molested his mouth with his tongue.

Naruto, Itachi decided was his newest favorite flavor. It’d been a while since he’d had a lover, almost 4 months and never one as sweet as this. He tasted of a blend of wild mint and oddly of cherries. Itachi didn’t know why he tasted that way but he decided he didn’t care as he began to lower him to the floor, settling Naruto into his lap. Naruto was unsure of what was going on but the feelings of this deep kiss were invoking were sending tingles through his body.

Itachi gently slid his tongue out of Naruto’s mouth as the blond boy panted adorably in his arms and then began to rub the length of his spine with his fingers. Naruto shivered at the sensations and whined as Itachi pulled off his shirt and began to caress his bare skin. Itachi nibbled on the tan flesh, savoring its taste and texture. It was soft, soft as a woman’s but with the leaner muscles underneath

Naruto moaned helplessly as Itachi began to tease his hardened nipples, licking and rubbing them between two fingers. He was in Heaven, he must be dead. A sudden shock of pain and pleasure as Itachi bit down lightly convinced him that while he might not be dead he was in Heaven. Itachi smirked at the soft keening mewl that his nip had elicited and let his hand trail down to cup the boy’s crotch. Naruto arched away from the sudden burning sensation that was so unfamiliar to him as Itachi caressed him in a private place.

Itachi murmured softly reassuringly as he eased the boy back down and let his fingers stroke the boy’s newly budding arousal through his pants. Naruto began to pant heavily as the sensation spread through his body. It was a wholly new one and he could feel his head swimming with pleasure as Itachi skillfully used his fingers to trace and tease his cock.

Capturing the blond’s soft plump pink lips, Itachi tugged Naruto’s shorts down as he slid off his own black pants as well. Pulling away leaving Naruto breathless and flushed, he examined the perfect tan body and then let his eyes trail back to meet Naruto’s blue orbs. Itachi’s dark eyes smoldered with lust, it was something about this blond’s sweet untouched body that called to base instincts that made him want to pin him down and ravish him for the rest of his life. Hmmm... Not a bad idea really...

Pushing Naruto down into the rug, Itachi kissed a trail down his body to the small tuft of golden hair that jutted from around his cock. Perhaps because he had yet to fully experience puberty or because of such little food, his pubic hair was sparse and his balls completely clean. Itachi let his eyes trace the beautiful pale cock with its reddened head dotted with a creamy pearl of pre-cum.

Unable to resist he dipped his dark head and sucked lightly on the slit. Naruto’s body arched and he screamed in pleasure. Itachi smiled, pleased that he’d be the first and last to touch this innocent. Naruto began to moan and beg in earnest as Itachi began to take his cock deep down his throat. The sensations of his warm wet mouth, his slippery tongue and his pulsating throat pushed the younger man over the edge. The feeling of pleasure spread from his cock, covering his entire body and he saw a haze of sparks as he let a soundless howl of pleasure and came.

The white ropes of cum sprayed into Itachi’s mouth, hitting the back of his mouth. Itachi gulped it down, savoring Naruto’s quivering body as he slowly let the boy’s partially limp member pop from his mouth.

“Ready for more?” Itachi asked huskily. Naruto’s blue eyes snapped open from the slight haze he had been in and looked up with flushed cheeks.

“More? There’s more?” Itachi just chuckled at his naivety.

“Much more,” he agreed. Gripping Naruto’s ankle, he pulled one of his legs wide and lifted him slightly so he could shove a wadded up shirt under his tan hips. He examined the tight little brown pucker with pleasure, his cock pulsating with need. Itachi needed to be within that sexy little body, needed to hear Naruto’s keening and feel his muscles clamping down in orgasm around his member.

Never one to waste time, Itachi stuck to fingers in his mouth and covered them thoroughly in saliva. While he was quite eager, he’d have to take the proper time to prepare the boy or he’d hurt terribly. Running a finger around the ring of muscle, Itachi watched as Naruto moaned and quivered, his hands grasping at the rug beneath him as he enjoyed the sensations. His eyes were even bluer if that was possible and hazy with pleasure.

Placing his index finger at the center, he pushed it in. Naruto gasped and arched in surprise and pleasure at the sensation of being stretched. Itachi worked the finger in and out a few times before gently slipping in a second. At this Naruto whined a bit in pain as Itachi scissored the digits, stretching the muscles. But soon, Naruto was enthusiastically humping them as Itachi found a specific spot deep in his cavity.

Itachi pushed three and finally four fingers into the delicious blond beneath him, working until he was enjoying the feel of all four when he pulled his hand away. Naruto squealed at the loss of sensation and wantonly pushed his small hips up, trying to follow the pleasure he had received. To Itachi it was an invitation he couldn’t ignore. Pushing Naruto’s hips down firmly, Itachi lined his cock up with Naruto’s tight hole.

He pushed forward slowly, watching the younger boy’s face as his eyes widened at the feeling of Itachi’s cock penetrating. Even with the preparation, it hurt to have the muscles so widely spread around such a thick cylinder of flesh. Itachi could feel a wet trickle that could only be blood from the smell as Naruto’s smaller form stretched to accommodate him. Naruto whimpered slightly, a small amount of panic filtering into his eyes.

Itachi in response gently kissed his lips, nose, forehead, and neck until he seated in the boy to his balls and rocking back and forth to let him prepare for what was next. The painful edge was fast falling away as Itachi began to rub against his prostate with the head of his cock. The feeling of being filled to such an extent coupled with the feeling of his cock being rubbed between their bodies was making Naruto tremble and want... want something! He was beginning to understand why Itachi had described sex as being “quite pleasurable” though he hadn’t been completely sure when Itachi had first entered him.

Frustrated and not quite sure what it was that he *needed*, he rubbed up against Itachi’s lean hard body to try and tell him he was ready. The soft feeling of Itachi sucking on his earlobe left him breathless and unable to say anything. Itachi let go of his earlobe at the feel of Naruto’s slender body rubbing against him, inadvertently squeezing his cock still deeply imbedded in the hot, moist channel.

Knowing now that the blond was ready, Itachi gripped tan ankles and brought them to rest on his shoulders and with a grunt pulled out half-way and then shoved back in. At this Naruto found some breath and cried out in pleasure. The pain was muted by the feeling having his muscles pulled back and then being slammed forward as his prostate was hammered by Itachi and Naruto arched again this time more eagerly.

Itachi knew not that Naruto was ready and wrapping his fingers around his boy’s tan hips began to thrust in earnest. Naruto made the most adorable mewling noises as he pulled out and then thrust back inside. He was tight, tighter than anyone Itachi had ever had before. His cock muscles gripped him like a second skin, both hindering him from pulling out and welcoming his every thrust back in with a tight squeeze.

Sweat dripped down from Itachi’s face as he looked down with intense ebony eyes into glittering blue ones. The pupils of Naruto’s eyes were constricted making the blue even more prominent and glowing as he stared at the beautiful man currently fucking him hard and fast. Naruto, for being a talkative child was oddly a more quite lover. His noises which Itachi found unbearably inviting mainly consisted of mewls and deep moans as Itachi hit him just right. These were added to the sound of Itachi wet cock sliding in and out of Naruto’s rectum and the sound of Itachi’s balls slapping Naruto’s thighs.

Neither was going to last much longer, and while Naruto didn’t know what an orgasm was, on an instinctual level, his could feel his body tightening in preparation for one. Impulsively reaching up, as Itachi lifted his hips and began to vary deep hard thrusts with faster shallower ones as he too approached his finish, Naruto wrapped his thin arms around Itachi’s neck and pulled him downwards.

Itachi allowed him to bring their lips together as Naruto slid his fingers into clean, silky black strands and came. Naruto screamed his finish into their mouths as his cock twitched and jerked releasing his seed trapped between them, his body tightening as if on fire. The tightening sheath was all it took to arrest Itachi hard thrusts as he too came.

Itachi’s thick seed slid into Naruto’s body and filled every crevice. It was a feeling like nothing else as Naruto felt Itachi cum, his cock jerking inside him. Naruto’s head fell back and he trembled as the heavy aftershocks of their coupling began to take hold. Itachi could feel the boy’s body relaxing bonelessly beneath him and slowly lowered himself on his arms, rolling them to the side. Itachi perversely didn’t want to remove himself just yet and kept his cock in Naruto’s still pulsating spasming body enjoying the feel of the muscles rippling around his cock. Nuzzling Naruto’s soft blond spikes, Itachi kissed his forehead very gently and said,

“I own you now Naruto. I have no intention of letting you go. I suggest you get use to the idea of being with me because you’ll be with me for the rest of our lives.” It was a command, no hint of any possibility of refusal or denial, but for Naruto it was also a promise of care and reassurance. He snuggled closer, and wrapped his arms around Itachi as best he could.

“Hai, Itachi-sama, haiiiiiii....zzzzzz...” Itachi smirked as the exhausted boy fell asleep with Itachi’s cock still up his ass.

Ah, if only you knew what you were getting yourself into Naruto, you wouldn’t fall asleep so innocently... He smirked before letting his own eyes slide downwards.

~Epilogue: About 5 Years Later~

“Sasuke, see that this goes into the refrigeration units in the back and double the guard tonight on the perimeter. I don’t want Orochimaru thinking he can have these back,” Itachi ordered his little brother and second in command. Sasuke nodded his assent,

“Got it aniki.” Sasuke turned to his subordinates and began to bark out orders, shoving Karin and Sakura off his arms. Karin and Sakura were both useful to their gang as a tracker and a medic respectively but dead fucking kami! Did they have to cling?! Itachi began to climb the staircase in the old warehouse where Akatsuki, his gang was based. They still ruled the streets with an iron fist as order and the civilized world still failed to materialize but it was a stable rule and Itachi was proud of it.

Opening the door with a key and code, Itachi walked into his private rooms which had once been the office of the manager. He’d gotten rid of some of the broken furniture and added a bed and a few other useful pieces of furniture that he’d picked up here and there. And speaking of the bed...

Itachi smirked at the beautiful blond looking lazily at him from the center of it. Naruto was a gorgeous 19 year old, now more muscular and better fed, he glowed with health. And much to Itachi’s enjoyment, he was naked except for his red leather collar and black chain leash. His open black silk robe that Itachi preferred pooled around him as he smiled playfully at Itachi.

“Did the raid go well, Itachi-sama?” He asked as he inched off the bed and began to walk toward Itachi who was unbuttoning his shirt.

“Hai, we hit Orochimaru’s nest hard and took a lot of supplies and food that will be good come winter.” Naruto murmured his approval as he took over stripping Itachi and then gasped as Itachi grabbed his chain and pulled him into his arms, their naked bodies rubbing together.

“And now that I’m finished with that, I’m ready for some amusement,” Itachi purred softly into his beloved pet’s ear. Naruto shuddered and moaned. After five years, Itachi could still ignite him like no other. After their night in the apartment, Itachi had led him back to his gang’s hideout where he’d been initiated with the swirling tattoo on his upper bicep of his left arm and taught to fight and make himself useful.

He’d found a niche in fighting and Itachi was most proud because he quickly became known as the ‘Yellow Flash’ of Akatsuki, known for beating his opponents to the ground. But only known to a few (namely an eyerolling Sasuke) was that Naruto had another tattoo on his lower back just before the swell of his ass.

It read, “Property of Itachi Uchiha” in black ink over a red ring with three tomoe on it. Itachi stroked his mark of ownership now, hungrily devouring Naruto’s mouth while holding his chain.

Yes, he definitely didn’t regret taking the blond with him, it had been a wise wise choice and he was going to enjoy the benefits of his generosity for a looooooong time, and with that last thought, Itachi pushed Naruto into the bed to once again give him a lesson in sex.

~End Chapter 17~

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