You Belong to Me. Always.
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Chapter XIX: Nightfire
Author's Note: Hello! Well here we go with chapter 19! I’m sorry again that these chapters take so long to write... This is super late. =_=;; But that aside. Thank you all those of you who reviewed and those of you that voted!!!! PLEASE REVIEW MORE! -_-... Yes I’m greedy. XP
To Saniwa: Thank you for mentioning that about my first chapter and I did notice it and dealt with it! Thank You!
Also just as a note, I’m not a particular specialist on cars so I leave it up to your imagination what they are driving. I’m just going to describe the paint jobs... Yeah... Sorry.
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*
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 19: Nightfire
The sound of tires screaming on asphalt, the smell of burning rubber, the screams of the fans surrounding the track. Naruto inhaled deeply, his veins thrumming with it all. He stood by his beautiful red car with the dark black tribal tattoo of a nine-tailed fox scintillating over the hood and onto the sides. Those who saw him race swore they could see the fox running, illuminated discretely by orange. It was a gorgeous car and it was all his.
It had cost a small fortune, given. But it was worth the money. It was something that money in some ways really could not buy. Racing was exhilarating. His boring everyday life giving way for the furious burning of the night - The Nightfire.
That was his name here on the track, behind his pure black helmet except for a stylized metal leaf imbedded in the forehead. He always wore black to the track, as plain and un-decorative as possible. He knew that usually racers tricked out their gear with emblems and other detail work but he wanted to let his racing do the talking for him. He didn’t need any fancy clothing for that.
Tonight he was waiting, waiting for his challenger to arrive. His body thrummed, on a blade’s edge of anticipation. It would be their fifth match up. Shikage – the Death Shadow, the only other racer that was close to being his equal. He’d won twice, Shikage had won twice and they had tied once. He was determined to show this man that he was the dominant here at the track.
Suddenly he heard the roar of a familiar engine. Naruto smirked, his hands reaching instinctively up to check that his helmet was snug before lifting his hood to do the prerequisite checks on everything before the race. He had just finished as a black car came to a neat halt by his side.
The car next to him was beautiful and Narto was enough of a man and racer to admit it. A gorgeous dark black with a single red pattern of a ring with three tomoe around it on the hood, it was a living blood and death shadow on the track. To some the car might seem too plain to belong to a serious racer. But Naruto knew differently. The man behind the wheel needed no embellishments.
The window slid down and their two dark helmeted faces eyed each other. Shikage slid a hand out and Naruto took it, shaking it firmly. Already the crowds were screaming in delight, eagerly anticipating another red-lettered race between two crowd favorites.
“Shikage!” “Nightfire!!” “Shikage!” “Nightfire!!” “GO!!”
Both turned to the starting line, the ref holding the starting coin. Their engines roared as they both revved up. The crowd seemed to retreat into the distance as the two watched the ref flip the coin high into the air and then rush out of the way. Even as the coin landed, the two cars were gone, leaving dark black streaks on the asphalt, which burned from the intensity of the friction caused by their speed.
Naruto always considered racing to be the closest thing to flight on earth and today his view was put to the test. He and Shikage’s cars looked like birds from far enough away, weaving, jocking, both trying to hold the lead and keep the shorter inner lane as they danced around enough other.
If racing was an art form, then the two were both masters.
The race itself barely lasted 5 minutes, but it was intense. As they blazed across the finish line, the crowds roaring and converging behind the two racecars as they slowed moving into the end zone, the referees were already hard at work slowing down the film of the race down to a mere thousandth of a the real speed so they could see who had won. The crowds waited nervously, the cars had been too close to tell by sight so they waited for the verdict.
Inside his car, Naruto guzzled down a bottle of water, his hands trembling with the adrenalin rush on the steering wheel. Suddenly one of the refs burst out,
“TIE!” The crowd roared, partially in disappointment but mostly in delight. Naruto sighed shaking his head, ‘Another tie...’ Then he chuckled. Still it wasn’t a bad thing. Turning his baby, he gave a few tight 360-degree spins to show that he was pleased before heading off into the night. Shikage did not bother with such showy tricks, instead just turning and leaving as well. It was late and both had things to do the next day.
But as an unspoken promise between the two of them, they would race again.
~The Next Morning~
Sai looked amused at his fellow co-worker as Naruto barreled into the office where they worked together.
“Naruto-kun, you look like you are falling apart,” he teased gently to which he received a dirty look. Naruto was frazzled. For some reason his alarm hadn’t gone off (he’d never admit that he was so tired after the race that he’d forgotten to set it) and thus he got up an hour later than usual.
Naruto was handsome though not necessarily in a conventional way. In his mid twenties, he had an excellent body, tanned from far too many hours in the sun and toned from many hours of running and weight lifting. He was not particularly tall (much to his eternal chagrin) standing only 5’7” but he was built solidly though oddly his body was slender around the hips and he had narrow shoulders. At the moment his hair, which was always wild and untamable golden yellow spikes, was even more out of control than usual. His face was slightly flushed and his sparkling deep sapphire eyes were crackling.
His personality was generally described by those who knew him as ‘sparklingly sunny’. He was always happy, though with a volatile temper. He was a true friend and would defend those he cared about as fiercely as humanly possible. And somehow, everyone found themselves attracted to him once they got to know him, a trait that made Naruto an excellent sales person.
Sai noted several things with a shake of his head. Naruto had not only managed to wear two different colors of socks but his shirt was improperly buttoned and his tie was askew. He had crumbs on his face that must have come from a piece of toast that he’d shoved into his mouth and he his briefcase looked like someone had dropped a bomb in it... There were papers sticking out at every which angle. Sai wondered vaguely how it stayed closed.
"Good morning!” Naruto gave Sai a tired grin.
“Good morning... Hmmm.... You may want to at least button your shirt right by the way.”
“Huh?” Naruto looked down at his misbuttoned shirt, his eyebrow starting to tick. “DAMMIT!” Naruto dropped his stuff at his desk and went into the bathroom as Sai went back to his computer. ‘Some things never change...’ Sai mused.
When Naruto finally came back out, Sai signaled to him to sit down. Naruto frowned at Sai as he fixed his tie. He and Sai had known each other since grade school and they’d both gotten jobs here in the Uchiha Corporation’s advertising department after Sai and Naruto had graduated from Art and Business schools respectively. They were an excellent pair with a sterling reputation.
Naruto handled the sales pitches, arranging meetings with clients and various other important personnel, found out what they wanted and then took their wishes to Sai. Sai was the artist (having less then stellar social skills). He made the arrangements for the advertisements themselves, with Naruto’s assistance, and then Naruto sent the work back to the clients.
“Yo, Sai, what’s up?”
“Naruto, you should know... Orochimaru is visiting today.” Naruto’s face rapidly drained of blood.
“Are-are you sure?!” He yelped. Sai gave him a sympathetic look.
“Sorry, I saw him earlier. He’s meeting with Uchiha-sama.”
“FUUUUCCCKKK!!!” Naruto howled. ‘Just what I don’t need... A nasty snaky pedophile out for my ass...’ Sai sighed again as he again to his computer, listening with one ear to the thunking noises coming from Naruto slamming his forehead against the doorjamb.
“Really, Naruto, I don’t think that will help, don’t you agree~?”
~Several Hours Later~
Naruto arched back far enough to make his spine crack.
“Sai, I’m gonna go and get something from the cafeteria, you want anything?”
“Yes, could you please bring me back the usual Caesar salad with a piece of steak?”
“No prob,” Naruto headed for the door.
“Wish me luck that I don’t see pasty face on my way!” He waved as he left.
“Good luck!” After the door shut, Naruto heard Sai add, “You’ll need it if he does corner you!” Naruto huffed as he headed for the elevators, muttering against stupid random old men who clearly needed their brains transplanted and that they were all crazy old molesting perverts along with various other curses and unhappy descriptions.
Naruto finally reached the cafeteria in the Uchiha Corp. buildings on the 35th floor. It was deserted except for the cooking staff as he and Sai had been working on a new project and hadn’t had a chance to eat until now. He wandered over to the food selections, grabbing various things that he wanted before heading over to the salad bar to get Sai’s favorite. Just as he was bending over to examine some slices of cake in one of cases, he felt a hand glide suggestively over his tight firm ass.
Yelping, he came upright and whirled and came face to face with the one person he didn’t want to see.
“Oroc-chimaru!” The tall, lean serpentine man would have been attractive with his golden yellow eyes and handsome face with long black hair but something about him made Naruto want to crawl in to a hole or alternately punch him in the face and run.
“Well, Naruto-kun... It’s been such a long time. You look quite delicious today...”
“EHHHH?!?!?” Naruto decided in the favor of the favor and started to back away, but unfortunately he found that he was between a wall and a hard place, literally.
“Now Naruto-kun, don’t be like that... I’ll be gentle.”
“Gent-tttleee?! Doing what?!” Naruto desperately tried to merge with the wall as Orochimaru smirked, a hint of his tongue making Naruto feel like he’d like to heave up his stomach.
“Orochimaru. Do not proposition my employees.” The voice that coldly echoed through the room and arched over them better than any bucket of ice water would have. Both whirled to look at the man outlined at the door.
“Uchiha-sama...” Naruto murmured softly. Itachi Uchiha, the owner of Uchiha Corporation, his employer stared coldly at Orochimaru. While Orochimaru had his uses, Itachi was well aware of his proclivities. When he’d suddenly disappeared, Itachi knew he’d gone wandering off to find someone to torment.
“Oh, dear... Was I caught?” Orochimaru gave him a trite smile. Itachi gave him an icy look in return, gesturing to the door. Orochimaru slithered out and Naruto heaved a sigh of relief.
“Naruto-kun.” Naruto’s head whipped up, suddenly flushing in shame at being caught with such a person by Itachi of all people.
Naruto had always admired Itachi. Itachi Uchiha was a genius; he’d graduated several years ahead of schedule and easily bore the burdens of his rank. Naruto could only feel admiration for his hard work and his devotion. He was also the best looking man he’d ever met. He was taller than Naruto by half a head and more lithe than the stocky blond. While also muscular, he was pale had the most glorious silky mane of black hair. Naruto forced himself to meet his employer’s eyes and felt his breathe hitch again. His were like pieces of pure black onyx, gleaming and polished in their beauty.
Naruto would never have said it out loud but he was attracted to his darkly seductive employer. He could compare him to the finest, most beautifully streamlined racecar with the most delicate of detailing. Fragile looking but quite dangerous. Naruto didn't make his sexual preferences well known but they weren't a secret. That Itachi was an especially perfect example of a man was acknowledged by just about everyone that he met.
“I’m sorry for that. Orochimaru never learns his manners as I’m sure you’ve noticed.” Naruto sighed and gave his brilliant trademark smile. Itachi felt an answering smirk make its way onto his lips before he could control it. ‘Even I understand why he’s has such a sterling reputation in sales. No one could resist that smile.’
"Don't worry about it Uchiha-sama," Itachi nodded to Naruto's reassurances and left the room. Said blond sagged against the nearest wall. 'Stupid Orochimaru, snaky pedophile, sicko...' Naruto's internal rant continued as he finished getting what he wanted and made his way back to his co-worker with food.
~Later that Night at the Race Track~
Both Shikage and Nightfire were pretty careful about who they raced. Race the wrong person and you could easily end up dead. But sometimes it couldn't be helped. Like tonight.
Both had agreed to participate in a group race with 6 other racers. Most of them were on the level but one, Hiden, was an unknown, something that Shikage was dealing with. Much to his chagrin, the other man had forced his black car against the railing and was doing his best to push him over it. Hiden was a certified psycho who had lost to Shikage before and had snuck back in to "teach that rotten #$%#^# a lesson". Known for his bad manners, foul language and complete lack of regard for the rules of the track, he'd been banned for some time.
Naruto watched with concern as his fellow racers was scraped against the railing. 'Shit! That maniac is really trying to kill him!' Naruto made up his mind in an instant, swerving violently until he was in slightly in front of Hiden and abruptly twisted so that his rear end clipped Hiden's car, forcing him to stop trying to crush Shikage. Shikage had excellent reflexes and the moment he was free, he zoomed forward and out of danger. Naruto, though braced, still felt the whiplash as Hiden's car slammed into his rear-end. 'There goes my next paycheck... or two.' He thought irritated, already hitting the accelerator as he pulled away from Hiden's smashed car.
Glancing quickly into the rear mirror, he saw other racers who were dragging a cursing Hiden out of his car. Naruto breathed an internal sigh of relief. He hadn't wanted to hurt him, crazy though he was; he just wanted to stop him before he killed someone. He knew that winning the race was out of the question, but there was no way he was going to let his best rival get killed like that!
When he glanced out his side window he was surprised to see that Shikage had slowed down and was now at his side. Naruto couldn't help but grin. So his rival had also forgone victory in order to thank him for his help. He felt a bubbling wave of curiosity as to who was in the car run through him as it so often did when he considered the other car.
He was thinking about it so hard that he was surprised when he felt a slight bump from Shikage. Turning to look at the black car, it swerved a little and then made for an exit from the track. Naruto immediately understood. He was being invited somewhere and he certainly wasn't going to pass it up. He followed and Shikage led him away from the track altogether and after about a 15 minute drive they arrived at a small one story condo-like house with a large garage attached to it, hidden off the road.
Naruto allowed Shikage to lead him into the garage, which opened the moment the other driver approached and then cut his engines. This was it! He knew it meant also revealing his identity but the prospect of knowing who'd he raced so many times so heatedly made his blood sing. Stepping out of the car, he kept his helmet on as the other driver also got out and they stared at one another.
The other driver was taller than him, wearing a black driving suit with stylized red clouds on it. Naruto wore his usual black and orange suit and both had black helmets. Neither said anything as the cool air swept in to the open garage but both moved as one as they reached for their helmets. After both had slid them off, Naruto stared at Shikage, a racer he'd admired and fought against practically since he'd started racing, and felt his mind reel.
"Uch-iha-sama?!" 'ITACHI?! ITACHI UCHIHA IS SHIKAGE?! WTF?!' Had Naruto been a little bit less shell shocked, he would have screamed his thoughts out loud, but as it was he could barely manage to choke out his employer's name.
"I must admit, this is quite... a surprise for me too... I never expected my best sales assistant to be a racer - much less Nightfire." Itachi stared at the blond, aroused with interest beyond measure. Something about Naruto being Nightfire just... felt right. The moment he'd seen the shock of blond hair and blue eyes he knew who it was but it too him a minute to process what that meant.
It meant that he had lost twice and tied twice to his own employee. And that said employee had saved his life most likely from Hiden. "Um... Uh..." Itachi couldn't help the smirk that made its way on to his face as he watched the adorable look on Naruto's face as he struggled to process the fact that he was his rival.
"Something wrong Naruto-kun?" Itachi asked, amused at how his cheeks were blushed with pink. Suddenly he could understand why Orochimaru had so vigorously stalked the poor blond. The mix of innocence and maturity was enticing beyond belief.
"Um, no! Ita-I mean Uchiha-sama. I'm just trying to wrap my brain around this! I mean, no offense or anything, but you could get killed! I mean this is really dangerous!" Suddenly Naruto could believe that Itachi took such risks with his life! I mean it was one thing for him to do it, but for someone like Itachi...
"Call me Itachi, Naruto-kun. You saved my life. I won't forget that," Itachi answered softly. He'd been pleasantly surprised at Naruto's worry and couldn't help but look the beautiful blond over a little bit more, admiring his silky muscles under the orange and black jacket and pants. "I know how dangerous it is and I have to admit, I've always enjoyed the thrill." Naruto's eyes lit with understanding. Yes, he, as a fellow racer, certainly understood that.
"Ano, Uchi-"
"Itachi."
"Um... Itachi-san. May I ask you a rude question?" Naruto ventured carefully. Itachi nodded.
"When did you start racing?" Itachi arched his eyebrows with surprise. 'That's his idea of a rude question?'
"Several years ago actually. A friend challenged me to a casual race one day and I found it so... enjoyable that I continued to race. Though for obvious reasons I did so only secretly." Naruto nodded in awe. But the smell of metal brought him back from the whirlwind of questions in his mind.
"Ah! My baby!" Naruto wailed, suddenly remembering the damage done to his car. Examining the huge dent in his back fender, he sighed. It was going to be expensive to fix with all the rebuilding and repainting that would have to be done. Thankfully the damage wasn't as bad as he though it would be. Itachi on the other hand would only need a new paint job to replace what had been scraped off by Hiden's attempt to push him through the rail.
"Please don't worry about your... baby... I will pay for all damages." Naruto's head whipped up in shock. Itachi frowned at him. "Did you think I didn't have enough honor for that, Naruto-kun? That was why I initially led you here." Naruto blushed again.
"Thank you, Itachi-san." Standing up swiftly, suddenly feeling too close to the object of his long-standing admiration. He started to make for his car door, determined to get back to his apartment before he said or did anything that might get him fired or worse, disgusted Itachi, that he didn't notice when Itachi stepped right behind him, extending an arm to keep Naruto's car door closed.
"It-tachi-san?" Itachi felt a thrill of pleasure run up his spine at the hesitation as well as the hint of arousal in his voice. He knew that Naruto preferred males and now he appreciated that little fact. "Don't rush off so soon, Naruto-kun," a thrill ran up the blond's spine. Was... was Itachi... interested in him? Hesitantly, he turned wanting to see Itachi's eyes and regretted it. Itachi was too close. Mere hairbreadths from him, his eyes were lit with dark fire. Naruto felt his body responding to the older, dominating male pinning him to his car. This was Shikage, the Death Shadow, and he was his prey.
“Unnnn...” Naruto’s brain happily betrayed him, completely shutting down when he needed it most.
“You see to have a… problem…” Itachi fairly purred. Normally he wouldn’t even consider one of his employees as a possible lover, but Naruto was proving to be temptation in of himself. That he was the skilled racer that he’d fought against and lost two only made the thought of conquering him more seductive.
Itachi maneuvered Naruto up onto the hood of his car, shifting his legs until they were on either side of his lean hips, lining up their arousals.
“I-tachi!” Naruto felt Itachi’s hard cock rubbing against his own through their clothes and knew he was in trouble.
“Yes Naruto-kun?” Itachi was busily unzipping Naruto’s black jacket, sliding it down Naruto’s bare arms. He was wearing a black tank underneath, letting Itachi admire the gorgeous musculature of his arms and his golden skin.
“Annooo… Ummmmm…!” Naruto’s thoughts shattered as Itachi began to nibble on his neck, targeting the sensitive place just below his jaw. Itachi’s hand roved over the muscular chest beneath him and found the end of his shirt and then slid under it. Naruto moaned helplessly as he felt Itachi’s skilled fingers find one of his nipples and begin to twist and toy with it.
“Naruto…” Itachi murmured against Naruto before moving upwards to capture the blond’s pouty lips. He knew the moment he kissed Naruto that he would have to make the blond his no matter what. He was spicy to Itachi, an intriguing blend of cinnamon and a breathy fiery feel that made him dip his tongue in deeper to get a better taste.
For Naruto, Itachi was cool like icy wintergreen mixed with a metallic tang that was oddly like fine steel. The sensations of Itachi sliding his tongue over his, skillfully mastering the contours of his mouth and tongue was all Naruto needed to surrender. If his employer wanted him, he could have him!
Seeming to sense his surrender, Itachi reluctantly broke the kiss to which Naruto made a soft mewl of disappointment, but he understood why when Itachi roughly pulled his shirt off over his head. Tossing it to one side, Itachi began to explore the newly revealed skin while Naruto wriggled most pleasurably on his car’s hood.
When he reached the zipper of Naruto’s pants, he started to undo it but was stopped by Naruto’s tan fingers grasping his own.
“It-tachi!” Naruto pulled his employer up quickly, stripping off his own shirt with Itachi helping to do so as quickly as possible, both desperately needing flesh on flesh. The first touches dragged a moan out of both. It felt so good, the rough tan on the smooth ivory. Itachi pushed Naruto higher up onto the car hood, and knelt between his legs.
“Naruto, I want to fuck you.” The sensual demand made Naruto arch unconsciously while Itachi finished removing his pants.
“Pleassseee!” He demanded in return. It was too much sensation, just the visual of Itachi slipping out his own pants and briefs, his shaft jutting out, hard and just as ready as his own making Naruto need to feel him. He really was beautiful, almost too beautiful to be real. Then Itachi reached down and grasped Naruto’s shaft and he wailed in pleasure.
Itachi could feel sweat dripping down his face, a soft sheen of it covering his body. When was it last that he was so aroused?! How stupid was he that Naruto had been working for him and he hadn’t taken advantage of what he owned?! And he intended to own him. He was as entranced as Naruto was seeing the blond’s eyes glazed with lust, lying with his legs wantonly spread on the hood of his red car, the fiery tails now seeming to spiral out from underneath them giving just the right atmosphere for the two men.
Lowering himself down, he released Naruto only to line himself up with him, rubbing the blond’s member and his own together. At this both gasped with the rush of sensations and Itachi knew he wanted his blond and he wanted him now.
“Lift your legs,” the command came out shakily because even Itachi was rapidly loosing his famed control. Naruto did so immediately, desperately wanting Itachi inside him. Itachi put his hands on the backs of Naruto’s thighs and pushed down until Naruto’s ass lifted slightly into the air and his knees were all but touching his shoulders.
“Ready for me?” Itachi sucked on one of Naruto’s nipples making him scream.
“YES! Fuck me NOW!” Naruto howled, not wanting to be teased anymore. Itachi didn’t bother responding and impaled the sweet blond right up to the hilt in one hard ruthless thrust. There must have been a flash of pain but Naruto was too far gone to feel it.
“YYYEESSS!!”
“Hnnn-gghhh! So tight and hot…” Itachi felt his hair come loose as he savored the feel of Naruto’s tight rectal muscles clenching and unclenching all along his length. “So very good, NARUTO!” He pulled back and lunched forward as Naruto shoved back as hard as he could.
Before long the only sounds in the garage were that of Itachi’s flesh slapping Naruto’s and the two moaning out each other’s names as Itachi found the most sensitive spot in Naruto’s body. Naruto trembled as he felt Itachi’s shaft reach deeper inside of him than any other lover ever had. He was rapidly spiraling out of control as he felt his mind sparkling with white fire.
“I-tT-aaccCCHHHIII!!!” He howled his lover’s name as he convulsed and came, long ribbons of white seed splashing over his chest. The feeling of Naruto clamping down of his cock was too much and Itachi spiraled up with him as he came, throwing his head back his hair arching beautifully around his head. Slumping forward, resting his dark head in the crook of Naruto’s neck.
“Mmmm, so delicious, my beautiful Nightfire...” Naruto nuzzled him affectionately.
“I’m... I’m not fired right?” His tentative wobbly question made Itachi chuckle softly.
“Oh, no Naruto... Consider yourself promoted.” Naruto grinned and drifted into a light post-sex sleep. Itachi however, was not quite finished. Eyeing some rope that he generally used to move heavier pieces of car machinery, he smirked.
‘Options... Options... ’
The End
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I lied. ^_^ Since you guys have been so patient (and some less patient -_-;;) here’s a extra long chappie! Luvs people!
~A Few Hours Later~
Naruto moaned, his brain foggily rising from the dark depths where it went after mind-blowing sex. He was lying on his face on the metal of what he realized was most likely his car. He moved his arms under his shoulders and began to push himself up... or at least he tried.
“Ehhh....?” His eyes popped open wide as he realized the predicament he was currently in. “EHHHHH??!?!?” Was he tied up?! He was tied up! He was face down on Itachi’s car this time, his feet were on the floor and his hips were resting on a rolled up blanket, keeping him from resting flat out on the car.
His ankles were tied to the sides of the car and then held at a certain distance with another length of rope. His arms were stretched out and tied to the side mirrors so he couldn’t move.
“Ah, Naruto... You’re up. Good.” Itachi’s sensual voice made him tremble, his cock twitching already responding.
“Itachi? W-what is...?”
“Hm... I want more of my tasty Nightfire.” Naruto whimpered. “Too much for you?” Naruto whined as he felt Itachi rub his hard cock along the crack of his ass, his body stroking Naruto’s as he leaned over him, stroking Naruto’s arms raising goose bumps wherever he touched.
“Noo... ummm... that feels good...” Itachi ran his hands down Naruto’s hips, spreading his cheeks apart, running his finger over his tightly puckered hole before slipping a finger inside his body, stroking it slowly in and out.
“Yessssss...” Naruto tried to buck his hips as far back as he could. He wanted more, it wasn’t enough!
SMACK! Naruto let out a desperate yelp as a thin rod snapped across his hips.
“Take it like a man, Naruto. You know you enjoy it.” Itachi had felt this might be taking it too far but seeing Naruto squirm and whine with pleasure made him forget such worries.
“Itacchhhiiii!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! “WAHHH!!!”
“Beg for it.” The command in Itachi’s voice was too much to deny.
“Please Itachi! God! Fuck ME! NOW Itachi! I WANT YOUR COCK! ITACHI!” Itachi let the rod fly one more time before smacking him on the ass with an open palm.
“Since you asked so nicely... Naruto... I’ll give you a reward...” Kneeling between his legs, Itachi let his tongue trace Naruto’s portal. Naruto howled with pleasure, writhing and shaking in his bonds. Flicking over him a few times, Itachi slid his tongue in side and began to mimic his cock moving in and out of his body. Naruto was almost incoherent with pleasure, unable to even scream anymore.
Reaching around his body, Itachi grasped Naruto’s cock and began to stroke him roughly. Naruto let out a anguished scream and came in Itachi’s hand. Itachi stood lazily, licking his fingers like a panther licking his paw.
“Mmmm, very good Naruto... ready for round two?”
“Ngghhh! Itaachi! You’re SLOW! Can’t you go any faster?!” Naruto demanded cheekily in a breathless voice. “Hm, guess you’re only fast on the track...” Naruto snickered, glancing back at his opponent, his blue eyes crackling with a lustful challenge.
Itachi answered by slamming deep inside him with one brutal stroke. Naruto howled in pleasure as he felt Itachi filling him from behind, his hands clawing reflexively at the ropes.
“Clearly,” *thrust* “I didn’t” *thrust* “spank” *thrust* “you” *thrust* “hard” *thrust thrust* “enough!” Itachi punctuated every word with a hard deep push inside his blond lover watching him shake underneath the intense onslaught. Itachi pounded Naruto into the car, Naruto’s cock rubbing against the cloth that kept him from being banged into the metal. Naruto gasped helplessly at the powerful sensation of Itachi’s shaft entering then almost completely leaving his tight rectal cavity only to return, ball’s deep a few milliseconds later.
“Ita-ta-ta-ch-i-i!! I’m go-i-nng t-oo c-uuuummmmm!!!” Naruto threw his head back as far as it could as his vision went black and then exploded into white points of light as he came harder than he could ever remember doing so. It seemed to last forever as Itachi’s continued movements drew out his orgasm forcing him higher and higher even as he felt Itachi cumming inside of him.
Itachi barely heard Naruto’s cries as he was lost within his own pool of sensation, but he knew when Naruto came, his rectal muscles spasming wildly, gripping Itachi’s pistoning cock and forcing Itachi to slow his movements as the pressure on his shaft intensified.
“NA-RUTO!” Itachi rarely vocalized his pleasure so openly but his peak was too exquisite and white hot in its intensity. He felt his cum leaking out of Naruto’s hole and dripping down his balls and their legs as he trembled, his cock continuing to twitch inside Naruto as he slowly began to spiral downwards from the high.
Almost 15 minutes later, when they were finally coherent enough for movement, Itachi managed to undo the knots holding Naruto to the car and the two stumbled and wobbled into the house and onto the nearest couch. As Itachi tucked the exhausted, messy blond under the blanket and under his arm, he felt a satisfied warmth that had nothing (or well mostly nothing) to do with the unbelievably-mind-blowing sex they’d just enjoyed. He was content and the body of the sleeping blond in his arms quickly pulled him under.
~Two Mornings Later~
Itachi watched with amusement from a corner as Naruto limped around the hallway, his ass and spine clearly protesting the ~repeated~ attention that he’d given him. Naruto on the other hand was muttering about evil employers with libidos that wouldn’t quit. Really it just wasn’t fair!
Itachi, as if reading his mind, chuckled and glided up behind his blond, giving him a quick kiss on the neck.
“See you later tonight...” Naruto could only flush brightly at the implication. “I look forward to our next... race...” Naruto grinned at him, still red as a tomato.
“Ready to lose again?”
“Hn, naughty Naruto...” Itachi captured Naruto’s pink lips in a quick kiss, wanting one more taste before having to go back to his office.
“Not as naughty as you...” Naruto grinned at him as they parted breathlessly. Itachi smirked back.
“Maybe so.”
As Naruto watched Itachi walk away gracefully, he rolled his eyes, ‘Uchiha... They always have to have the last word don’t they?’
~End Chapter 19~
AN: Wow.... That took a long time didn’t it. So sorry! Please write lots of reviews! The next chapter ‘Endymoin’s Moon’. I’m really looking forward to writing this chapter because I’m a total mythology buff though obviously its not quite the same story. Anyway, sorry one last time that you had to wait so long... REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! PLEASE VOTE IN “You Belong to Me. For Eternity. Poll.” PLEASE!!!
To Saniwa: Thank you for mentioning this and I did notice it and dealt with it! Thank You!
Also, for those of you on FF.net and who noticed my first chapter, “Love to You, Bird in a Cage” was put up and complained about it... Thank you. It was taken down promptly so I don’t have a problem with it but what annoyed me was that this was 1) a 12 year old girl apparently – in other words she shouldn’t have been on AFF reading my work to begin with, 2) she claimed that she was putting the story up for a friend – obviously not since I have absolutely no idea who in the fuck she was, and 3) that she said she did so because her “friend” didn’t have an account... I do have a FF account but I don’t use it because my stories are really really really NC-17 and I don’t want to see them get kicked off. So it was really stupid. But she did take it down within 48 hours of my warning her to do so, so I let it go. There’s my little rant...
To Saniwa: Thank you for mentioning that about my first chapter and I did notice it and dealt with it! Thank You!
Also just as a note, I’m not a particular specialist on cars so I leave it up to your imagination what they are driving. I’m just going to describe the paint jobs... Yeah... Sorry.
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*
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 19: Nightfire
The sound of tires screaming on asphalt, the smell of burning rubber, the screams of the fans surrounding the track. Naruto inhaled deeply, his veins thrumming with it all. He stood by his beautiful red car with the dark black tribal tattoo of a nine-tailed fox scintillating over the hood and onto the sides. Those who saw him race swore they could see the fox running, illuminated discretely by orange. It was a gorgeous car and it was all his.
It had cost a small fortune, given. But it was worth the money. It was something that money in some ways really could not buy. Racing was exhilarating. His boring everyday life giving way for the furious burning of the night - The Nightfire.
That was his name here on the track, behind his pure black helmet except for a stylized metal leaf imbedded in the forehead. He always wore black to the track, as plain and un-decorative as possible. He knew that usually racers tricked out their gear with emblems and other detail work but he wanted to let his racing do the talking for him. He didn’t need any fancy clothing for that.
Tonight he was waiting, waiting for his challenger to arrive. His body thrummed, on a blade’s edge of anticipation. It would be their fifth match up. Shikage – the Death Shadow, the only other racer that was close to being his equal. He’d won twice, Shikage had won twice and they had tied once. He was determined to show this man that he was the dominant here at the track.
Suddenly he heard the roar of a familiar engine. Naruto smirked, his hands reaching instinctively up to check that his helmet was snug before lifting his hood to do the prerequisite checks on everything before the race. He had just finished as a black car came to a neat halt by his side.
The car next to him was beautiful and Narto was enough of a man and racer to admit it. A gorgeous dark black with a single red pattern of a ring with three tomoe around it on the hood, it was a living blood and death shadow on the track. To some the car might seem too plain to belong to a serious racer. But Naruto knew differently. The man behind the wheel needed no embellishments.
The window slid down and their two dark helmeted faces eyed each other. Shikage slid a hand out and Naruto took it, shaking it firmly. Already the crowds were screaming in delight, eagerly anticipating another red-lettered race between two crowd favorites.
“Shikage!” “Nightfire!!” “Shikage!” “Nightfire!!” “GO!!”
Both turned to the starting line, the ref holding the starting coin. Their engines roared as they both revved up. The crowd seemed to retreat into the distance as the two watched the ref flip the coin high into the air and then rush out of the way. Even as the coin landed, the two cars were gone, leaving dark black streaks on the asphalt, which burned from the intensity of the friction caused by their speed.
Naruto always considered racing to be the closest thing to flight on earth and today his view was put to the test. He and Shikage’s cars looked like birds from far enough away, weaving, jocking, both trying to hold the lead and keep the shorter inner lane as they danced around enough other.
If racing was an art form, then the two were both masters.
The race itself barely lasted 5 minutes, but it was intense. As they blazed across the finish line, the crowds roaring and converging behind the two racecars as they slowed moving into the end zone, the referees were already hard at work slowing down the film of the race down to a mere thousandth of a the real speed so they could see who had won. The crowds waited nervously, the cars had been too close to tell by sight so they waited for the verdict.
Inside his car, Naruto guzzled down a bottle of water, his hands trembling with the adrenalin rush on the steering wheel. Suddenly one of the refs burst out,
“TIE!” The crowd roared, partially in disappointment but mostly in delight. Naruto sighed shaking his head, ‘Another tie...’ Then he chuckled. Still it wasn’t a bad thing. Turning his baby, he gave a few tight 360-degree spins to show that he was pleased before heading off into the night. Shikage did not bother with such showy tricks, instead just turning and leaving as well. It was late and both had things to do the next day.
But as an unspoken promise between the two of them, they would race again.
~The Next Morning~
Sai looked amused at his fellow co-worker as Naruto barreled into the office where they worked together.
“Naruto-kun, you look like you are falling apart,” he teased gently to which he received a dirty look. Naruto was frazzled. For some reason his alarm hadn’t gone off (he’d never admit that he was so tired after the race that he’d forgotten to set it) and thus he got up an hour later than usual.
Naruto was handsome though not necessarily in a conventional way. In his mid twenties, he had an excellent body, tanned from far too many hours in the sun and toned from many hours of running and weight lifting. He was not particularly tall (much to his eternal chagrin) standing only 5’7” but he was built solidly though oddly his body was slender around the hips and he had narrow shoulders. At the moment his hair, which was always wild and untamable golden yellow spikes, was even more out of control than usual. His face was slightly flushed and his sparkling deep sapphire eyes were crackling.
His personality was generally described by those who knew him as ‘sparklingly sunny’. He was always happy, though with a volatile temper. He was a true friend and would defend those he cared about as fiercely as humanly possible. And somehow, everyone found themselves attracted to him once they got to know him, a trait that made Naruto an excellent sales person.
Sai noted several things with a shake of his head. Naruto had not only managed to wear two different colors of socks but his shirt was improperly buttoned and his tie was askew. He had crumbs on his face that must have come from a piece of toast that he’d shoved into his mouth and he his briefcase looked like someone had dropped a bomb in it... There were papers sticking out at every which angle. Sai wondered vaguely how it stayed closed.
"Good morning!” Naruto gave Sai a tired grin.
“Good morning... Hmmm.... You may want to at least button your shirt right by the way.”
“Huh?” Naruto looked down at his misbuttoned shirt, his eyebrow starting to tick. “DAMMIT!” Naruto dropped his stuff at his desk and went into the bathroom as Sai went back to his computer. ‘Some things never change...’ Sai mused.
When Naruto finally came back out, Sai signaled to him to sit down. Naruto frowned at Sai as he fixed his tie. He and Sai had known each other since grade school and they’d both gotten jobs here in the Uchiha Corporation’s advertising department after Sai and Naruto had graduated from Art and Business schools respectively. They were an excellent pair with a sterling reputation.
Naruto handled the sales pitches, arranging meetings with clients and various other important personnel, found out what they wanted and then took their wishes to Sai. Sai was the artist (having less then stellar social skills). He made the arrangements for the advertisements themselves, with Naruto’s assistance, and then Naruto sent the work back to the clients.
“Yo, Sai, what’s up?”
“Naruto, you should know... Orochimaru is visiting today.” Naruto’s face rapidly drained of blood.
“Are-are you sure?!” He yelped. Sai gave him a sympathetic look.
“Sorry, I saw him earlier. He’s meeting with Uchiha-sama.”
“FUUUUCCCKKK!!!” Naruto howled. ‘Just what I don’t need... A nasty snaky pedophile out for my ass...’ Sai sighed again as he again to his computer, listening with one ear to the thunking noises coming from Naruto slamming his forehead against the doorjamb.
“Really, Naruto, I don’t think that will help, don’t you agree~?”
~Several Hours Later~
Naruto arched back far enough to make his spine crack.
“Sai, I’m gonna go and get something from the cafeteria, you want anything?”
“Yes, could you please bring me back the usual Caesar salad with a piece of steak?”
“No prob,” Naruto headed for the door.
“Wish me luck that I don’t see pasty face on my way!” He waved as he left.
“Good luck!” After the door shut, Naruto heard Sai add, “You’ll need it if he does corner you!” Naruto huffed as he headed for the elevators, muttering against stupid random old men who clearly needed their brains transplanted and that they were all crazy old molesting perverts along with various other curses and unhappy descriptions.
Naruto finally reached the cafeteria in the Uchiha Corp. buildings on the 35th floor. It was deserted except for the cooking staff as he and Sai had been working on a new project and hadn’t had a chance to eat until now. He wandered over to the food selections, grabbing various things that he wanted before heading over to the salad bar to get Sai’s favorite. Just as he was bending over to examine some slices of cake in one of cases, he felt a hand glide suggestively over his tight firm ass.
Yelping, he came upright and whirled and came face to face with the one person he didn’t want to see.
“Oroc-chimaru!” The tall, lean serpentine man would have been attractive with his golden yellow eyes and handsome face with long black hair but something about him made Naruto want to crawl in to a hole or alternately punch him in the face and run.
“Well, Naruto-kun... It’s been such a long time. You look quite delicious today...”
“EHHHH?!?!?” Naruto decided in the favor of the favor and started to back away, but unfortunately he found that he was between a wall and a hard place, literally.
“Now Naruto-kun, don’t be like that... I’ll be gentle.”
“Gent-tttleee?! Doing what?!” Naruto desperately tried to merge with the wall as Orochimaru smirked, a hint of his tongue making Naruto feel like he’d like to heave up his stomach.
“Orochimaru. Do not proposition my employees.” The voice that coldly echoed through the room and arched over them better than any bucket of ice water would have. Both whirled to look at the man outlined at the door.
“Uchiha-sama...” Naruto murmured softly. Itachi Uchiha, the owner of Uchiha Corporation, his employer stared coldly at Orochimaru. While Orochimaru had his uses, Itachi was well aware of his proclivities. When he’d suddenly disappeared, Itachi knew he’d gone wandering off to find someone to torment.
“Oh, dear... Was I caught?” Orochimaru gave him a trite smile. Itachi gave him an icy look in return, gesturing to the door. Orochimaru slithered out and Naruto heaved a sigh of relief.
“Naruto-kun.” Naruto’s head whipped up, suddenly flushing in shame at being caught with such a person by Itachi of all people.
Naruto had always admired Itachi. Itachi Uchiha was a genius; he’d graduated several years ahead of schedule and easily bore the burdens of his rank. Naruto could only feel admiration for his hard work and his devotion. He was also the best looking man he’d ever met. He was taller than Naruto by half a head and more lithe than the stocky blond. While also muscular, he was pale had the most glorious silky mane of black hair. Naruto forced himself to meet his employer’s eyes and felt his breathe hitch again. His were like pieces of pure black onyx, gleaming and polished in their beauty.
Naruto would never have said it out loud but he was attracted to his darkly seductive employer. He could compare him to the finest, most beautifully streamlined racecar with the most delicate of detailing. Fragile looking but quite dangerous. Naruto didn't make his sexual preferences well known but they weren't a secret. That Itachi was an especially perfect example of a man was acknowledged by just about everyone that he met.
“I’m sorry for that. Orochimaru never learns his manners as I’m sure you’ve noticed.” Naruto sighed and gave his brilliant trademark smile. Itachi felt an answering smirk make its way onto his lips before he could control it. ‘Even I understand why he’s has such a sterling reputation in sales. No one could resist that smile.’
"Don't worry about it Uchiha-sama," Itachi nodded to Naruto's reassurances and left the room. Said blond sagged against the nearest wall. 'Stupid Orochimaru, snaky pedophile, sicko...' Naruto's internal rant continued as he finished getting what he wanted and made his way back to his co-worker with food.
~Later that Night at the Race Track~
Both Shikage and Nightfire were pretty careful about who they raced. Race the wrong person and you could easily end up dead. But sometimes it couldn't be helped. Like tonight.
Both had agreed to participate in a group race with 6 other racers. Most of them were on the level but one, Hiden, was an unknown, something that Shikage was dealing with. Much to his chagrin, the other man had forced his black car against the railing and was doing his best to push him over it. Hiden was a certified psycho who had lost to Shikage before and had snuck back in to "teach that rotten #$%#^# a lesson". Known for his bad manners, foul language and complete lack of regard for the rules of the track, he'd been banned for some time.
Naruto watched with concern as his fellow racers was scraped against the railing. 'Shit! That maniac is really trying to kill him!' Naruto made up his mind in an instant, swerving violently until he was in slightly in front of Hiden and abruptly twisted so that his rear end clipped Hiden's car, forcing him to stop trying to crush Shikage. Shikage had excellent reflexes and the moment he was free, he zoomed forward and out of danger. Naruto, though braced, still felt the whiplash as Hiden's car slammed into his rear-end. 'There goes my next paycheck... or two.' He thought irritated, already hitting the accelerator as he pulled away from Hiden's smashed car.
Glancing quickly into the rear mirror, he saw other racers who were dragging a cursing Hiden out of his car. Naruto breathed an internal sigh of relief. He hadn't wanted to hurt him, crazy though he was; he just wanted to stop him before he killed someone. He knew that winning the race was out of the question, but there was no way he was going to let his best rival get killed like that!
When he glanced out his side window he was surprised to see that Shikage had slowed down and was now at his side. Naruto couldn't help but grin. So his rival had also forgone victory in order to thank him for his help. He felt a bubbling wave of curiosity as to who was in the car run through him as it so often did when he considered the other car.
He was thinking about it so hard that he was surprised when he felt a slight bump from Shikage. Turning to look at the black car, it swerved a little and then made for an exit from the track. Naruto immediately understood. He was being invited somewhere and he certainly wasn't going to pass it up. He followed and Shikage led him away from the track altogether and after about a 15 minute drive they arrived at a small one story condo-like house with a large garage attached to it, hidden off the road.
Naruto allowed Shikage to lead him into the garage, which opened the moment the other driver approached and then cut his engines. This was it! He knew it meant also revealing his identity but the prospect of knowing who'd he raced so many times so heatedly made his blood sing. Stepping out of the car, he kept his helmet on as the other driver also got out and they stared at one another.
The other driver was taller than him, wearing a black driving suit with stylized red clouds on it. Naruto wore his usual black and orange suit and both had black helmets. Neither said anything as the cool air swept in to the open garage but both moved as one as they reached for their helmets. After both had slid them off, Naruto stared at Shikage, a racer he'd admired and fought against practically since he'd started racing, and felt his mind reel.
"Uch-iha-sama?!" 'ITACHI?! ITACHI UCHIHA IS SHIKAGE?! WTF?!' Had Naruto been a little bit less shell shocked, he would have screamed his thoughts out loud, but as it was he could barely manage to choke out his employer's name.
"I must admit, this is quite... a surprise for me too... I never expected my best sales assistant to be a racer - much less Nightfire." Itachi stared at the blond, aroused with interest beyond measure. Something about Naruto being Nightfire just... felt right. The moment he'd seen the shock of blond hair and blue eyes he knew who it was but it too him a minute to process what that meant.
It meant that he had lost twice and tied twice to his own employee. And that said employee had saved his life most likely from Hiden. "Um... Uh..." Itachi couldn't help the smirk that made its way on to his face as he watched the adorable look on Naruto's face as he struggled to process the fact that he was his rival.
"Something wrong Naruto-kun?" Itachi asked, amused at how his cheeks were blushed with pink. Suddenly he could understand why Orochimaru had so vigorously stalked the poor blond. The mix of innocence and maturity was enticing beyond belief.
"Um, no! Ita-I mean Uchiha-sama. I'm just trying to wrap my brain around this! I mean, no offense or anything, but you could get killed! I mean this is really dangerous!" Suddenly Naruto could believe that Itachi took such risks with his life! I mean it was one thing for him to do it, but for someone like Itachi...
"Call me Itachi, Naruto-kun. You saved my life. I won't forget that," Itachi answered softly. He'd been pleasantly surprised at Naruto's worry and couldn't help but look the beautiful blond over a little bit more, admiring his silky muscles under the orange and black jacket and pants. "I know how dangerous it is and I have to admit, I've always enjoyed the thrill." Naruto's eyes lit with understanding. Yes, he, as a fellow racer, certainly understood that.
"Ano, Uchi-"
"Itachi."
"Um... Itachi-san. May I ask you a rude question?" Naruto ventured carefully. Itachi nodded.
"When did you start racing?" Itachi arched his eyebrows with surprise. 'That's his idea of a rude question?'
"Several years ago actually. A friend challenged me to a casual race one day and I found it so... enjoyable that I continued to race. Though for obvious reasons I did so only secretly." Naruto nodded in awe. But the smell of metal brought him back from the whirlwind of questions in his mind.
"Ah! My baby!" Naruto wailed, suddenly remembering the damage done to his car. Examining the huge dent in his back fender, he sighed. It was going to be expensive to fix with all the rebuilding and repainting that would have to be done. Thankfully the damage wasn't as bad as he though it would be. Itachi on the other hand would only need a new paint job to replace what had been scraped off by Hiden's attempt to push him through the rail.
"Please don't worry about your... baby... I will pay for all damages." Naruto's head whipped up in shock. Itachi frowned at him. "Did you think I didn't have enough honor for that, Naruto-kun? That was why I initially led you here." Naruto blushed again.
"Thank you, Itachi-san." Standing up swiftly, suddenly feeling too close to the object of his long-standing admiration. He started to make for his car door, determined to get back to his apartment before he said or did anything that might get him fired or worse, disgusted Itachi, that he didn't notice when Itachi stepped right behind him, extending an arm to keep Naruto's car door closed.
"It-tachi-san?" Itachi felt a thrill of pleasure run up his spine at the hesitation as well as the hint of arousal in his voice. He knew that Naruto preferred males and now he appreciated that little fact. "Don't rush off so soon, Naruto-kun," a thrill ran up the blond's spine. Was... was Itachi... interested in him? Hesitantly, he turned wanting to see Itachi's eyes and regretted it. Itachi was too close. Mere hairbreadths from him, his eyes were lit with dark fire. Naruto felt his body responding to the older, dominating male pinning him to his car. This was Shikage, the Death Shadow, and he was his prey.
“Unnnn...” Naruto’s brain happily betrayed him, completely shutting down when he needed it most.
“You see to have a… problem…” Itachi fairly purred. Normally he wouldn’t even consider one of his employees as a possible lover, but Naruto was proving to be temptation in of himself. That he was the skilled racer that he’d fought against and lost two only made the thought of conquering him more seductive.
Itachi maneuvered Naruto up onto the hood of his car, shifting his legs until they were on either side of his lean hips, lining up their arousals.
“I-tachi!” Naruto felt Itachi’s hard cock rubbing against his own through their clothes and knew he was in trouble.
“Yes Naruto-kun?” Itachi was busily unzipping Naruto’s black jacket, sliding it down Naruto’s bare arms. He was wearing a black tank underneath, letting Itachi admire the gorgeous musculature of his arms and his golden skin.
“Annooo… Ummmmm…!” Naruto’s thoughts shattered as Itachi began to nibble on his neck, targeting the sensitive place just below his jaw. Itachi’s hand roved over the muscular chest beneath him and found the end of his shirt and then slid under it. Naruto moaned helplessly as he felt Itachi’s skilled fingers find one of his nipples and begin to twist and toy with it.
“Naruto…” Itachi murmured against Naruto before moving upwards to capture the blond’s pouty lips. He knew the moment he kissed Naruto that he would have to make the blond his no matter what. He was spicy to Itachi, an intriguing blend of cinnamon and a breathy fiery feel that made him dip his tongue in deeper to get a better taste.
For Naruto, Itachi was cool like icy wintergreen mixed with a metallic tang that was oddly like fine steel. The sensations of Itachi sliding his tongue over his, skillfully mastering the contours of his mouth and tongue was all Naruto needed to surrender. If his employer wanted him, he could have him!
Seeming to sense his surrender, Itachi reluctantly broke the kiss to which Naruto made a soft mewl of disappointment, but he understood why when Itachi roughly pulled his shirt off over his head. Tossing it to one side, Itachi began to explore the newly revealed skin while Naruto wriggled most pleasurably on his car’s hood.
When he reached the zipper of Naruto’s pants, he started to undo it but was stopped by Naruto’s tan fingers grasping his own.
“It-tachi!” Naruto pulled his employer up quickly, stripping off his own shirt with Itachi helping to do so as quickly as possible, both desperately needing flesh on flesh. The first touches dragged a moan out of both. It felt so good, the rough tan on the smooth ivory. Itachi pushed Naruto higher up onto the car hood, and knelt between his legs.
“Naruto, I want to fuck you.” The sensual demand made Naruto arch unconsciously while Itachi finished removing his pants.
“Pleassseee!” He demanded in return. It was too much sensation, just the visual of Itachi slipping out his own pants and briefs, his shaft jutting out, hard and just as ready as his own making Naruto need to feel him. He really was beautiful, almost too beautiful to be real. Then Itachi reached down and grasped Naruto’s shaft and he wailed in pleasure.
Itachi could feel sweat dripping down his face, a soft sheen of it covering his body. When was it last that he was so aroused?! How stupid was he that Naruto had been working for him and he hadn’t taken advantage of what he owned?! And he intended to own him. He was as entranced as Naruto was seeing the blond’s eyes glazed with lust, lying with his legs wantonly spread on the hood of his red car, the fiery tails now seeming to spiral out from underneath them giving just the right atmosphere for the two men.
Lowering himself down, he released Naruto only to line himself up with him, rubbing the blond’s member and his own together. At this both gasped with the rush of sensations and Itachi knew he wanted his blond and he wanted him now.
“Lift your legs,” the command came out shakily because even Itachi was rapidly loosing his famed control. Naruto did so immediately, desperately wanting Itachi inside him. Itachi put his hands on the backs of Naruto’s thighs and pushed down until Naruto’s ass lifted slightly into the air and his knees were all but touching his shoulders.
“Ready for me?” Itachi sucked on one of Naruto’s nipples making him scream.
“YES! Fuck me NOW!” Naruto howled, not wanting to be teased anymore. Itachi didn’t bother responding and impaled the sweet blond right up to the hilt in one hard ruthless thrust. There must have been a flash of pain but Naruto was too far gone to feel it.
“YYYEESSS!!”
“Hnnn-gghhh! So tight and hot…” Itachi felt his hair come loose as he savored the feel of Naruto’s tight rectal muscles clenching and unclenching all along his length. “So very good, NARUTO!” He pulled back and lunched forward as Naruto shoved back as hard as he could.
Before long the only sounds in the garage were that of Itachi’s flesh slapping Naruto’s and the two moaning out each other’s names as Itachi found the most sensitive spot in Naruto’s body. Naruto trembled as he felt Itachi’s shaft reach deeper inside of him than any other lover ever had. He was rapidly spiraling out of control as he felt his mind sparkling with white fire.
“I-tT-aaccCCHHHIII!!!” He howled his lover’s name as he convulsed and came, long ribbons of white seed splashing over his chest. The feeling of Naruto clamping down of his cock was too much and Itachi spiraled up with him as he came, throwing his head back his hair arching beautifully around his head. Slumping forward, resting his dark head in the crook of Naruto’s neck.
“Mmmm, so delicious, my beautiful Nightfire...” Naruto nuzzled him affectionately.
“I’m... I’m not fired right?” His tentative wobbly question made Itachi chuckle softly.
“Oh, no Naruto... Consider yourself promoted.” Naruto grinned and drifted into a light post-sex sleep. Itachi however, was not quite finished. Eyeing some rope that he generally used to move heavier pieces of car machinery, he smirked.
‘Options... Options... ’
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I lied. ^_^ Since you guys have been so patient (and some less patient -_-;;) here’s a extra long chappie! Luvs people!
~A Few Hours Later~
Naruto moaned, his brain foggily rising from the dark depths where it went after mind-blowing sex. He was lying on his face on the metal of what he realized was most likely his car. He moved his arms under his shoulders and began to push himself up... or at least he tried.
“Ehhh....?” His eyes popped open wide as he realized the predicament he was currently in. “EHHHHH??!?!?” Was he tied up?! He was tied up! He was face down on Itachi’s car this time, his feet were on the floor and his hips were resting on a rolled up blanket, keeping him from resting flat out on the car.
His ankles were tied to the sides of the car and then held at a certain distance with another length of rope. His arms were stretched out and tied to the side mirrors so he couldn’t move.
“Ah, Naruto... You’re up. Good.” Itachi’s sensual voice made him tremble, his cock twitching already responding.
“Itachi? W-what is...?”
“Hm... I want more of my tasty Nightfire.” Naruto whimpered. “Too much for you?” Naruto whined as he felt Itachi rub his hard cock along the crack of his ass, his body stroking Naruto’s as he leaned over him, stroking Naruto’s arms raising goose bumps wherever he touched.
“Noo... ummm... that feels good...” Itachi ran his hands down Naruto’s hips, spreading his cheeks apart, running his finger over his tightly puckered hole before slipping a finger inside his body, stroking it slowly in and out.
“Yessssss...” Naruto tried to buck his hips as far back as he could. He wanted more, it wasn’t enough!
SMACK! Naruto let out a desperate yelp as a thin rod snapped across his hips.
“Take it like a man, Naruto. You know you enjoy it.” Itachi had felt this might be taking it too far but seeing Naruto squirm and whine with pleasure made him forget such worries.
“Itacchhhiiii!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! “WAHHH!!!”
“Beg for it.” The command in Itachi’s voice was too much to deny.
“Please Itachi! God! Fuck ME! NOW Itachi! I WANT YOUR COCK! ITACHI!” Itachi let the rod fly one more time before smacking him on the ass with an open palm.
“Since you asked so nicely... Naruto... I’ll give you a reward...” Kneeling between his legs, Itachi let his tongue trace Naruto’s portal. Naruto howled with pleasure, writhing and shaking in his bonds. Flicking over him a few times, Itachi slid his tongue in side and began to mimic his cock moving in and out of his body. Naruto was almost incoherent with pleasure, unable to even scream anymore.
Reaching around his body, Itachi grasped Naruto’s cock and began to stroke him roughly. Naruto let out a anguished scream and came in Itachi’s hand. Itachi stood lazily, licking his fingers like a panther licking his paw.
“Mmmm, very good Naruto... ready for round two?”
“Ngghhh! Itaachi! You’re SLOW! Can’t you go any faster?!” Naruto demanded cheekily in a breathless voice. “Hm, guess you’re only fast on the track...” Naruto snickered, glancing back at his opponent, his blue eyes crackling with a lustful challenge.
Itachi answered by slamming deep inside him with one brutal stroke. Naruto howled in pleasure as he felt Itachi filling him from behind, his hands clawing reflexively at the ropes.
“Clearly,” *thrust* “I didn’t” *thrust* “spank” *thrust* “you” *thrust* “hard” *thrust thrust* “enough!” Itachi punctuated every word with a hard deep push inside his blond lover watching him shake underneath the intense onslaught. Itachi pounded Naruto into the car, Naruto’s cock rubbing against the cloth that kept him from being banged into the metal. Naruto gasped helplessly at the powerful sensation of Itachi’s shaft entering then almost completely leaving his tight rectal cavity only to return, ball’s deep a few milliseconds later.
“Ita-ta-ta-ch-i-i!! I’m go-i-nng t-oo c-uuuummmmm!!!” Naruto threw his head back as far as it could as his vision went black and then exploded into white points of light as he came harder than he could ever remember doing so. It seemed to last forever as Itachi’s continued movements drew out his orgasm forcing him higher and higher even as he felt Itachi cumming inside of him.
Itachi barely heard Naruto’s cries as he was lost within his own pool of sensation, but he knew when Naruto came, his rectal muscles spasming wildly, gripping Itachi’s pistoning cock and forcing Itachi to slow his movements as the pressure on his shaft intensified.
“NA-RUTO!” Itachi rarely vocalized his pleasure so openly but his peak was too exquisite and white hot in its intensity. He felt his cum leaking out of Naruto’s hole and dripping down his balls and their legs as he trembled, his cock continuing to twitch inside Naruto as he slowly began to spiral downwards from the high.
Almost 15 minutes later, when they were finally coherent enough for movement, Itachi managed to undo the knots holding Naruto to the car and the two stumbled and wobbled into the house and onto the nearest couch. As Itachi tucked the exhausted, messy blond under the blanket and under his arm, he felt a satisfied warmth that had nothing (or well mostly nothing) to do with the unbelievably-mind-blowing sex they’d just enjoyed. He was content and the body of the sleeping blond in his arms quickly pulled him under.
~Two Mornings Later~
Itachi watched with amusement from a corner as Naruto limped around the hallway, his ass and spine clearly protesting the ~repeated~ attention that he’d given him. Naruto on the other hand was muttering about evil employers with libidos that wouldn’t quit. Really it just wasn’t fair!
Itachi, as if reading his mind, chuckled and glided up behind his blond, giving him a quick kiss on the neck.
“See you later tonight...” Naruto could only flush brightly at the implication. “I look forward to our next... race...” Naruto grinned at him, still red as a tomato.
“Ready to lose again?”
“Hn, naughty Naruto...” Itachi captured Naruto’s pink lips in a quick kiss, wanting one more taste before having to go back to his office.
“Not as naughty as you...” Naruto grinned at him as they parted breathlessly. Itachi smirked back.
“Maybe so.”
As Naruto watched Itachi walk away gracefully, he rolled his eyes, ‘Uchiha... They always have to have the last word don’t they?’
~End Chapter 19~
AN: Wow.... That took a long time didn’t it. So sorry! Please write lots of reviews! The next chapter ‘Endymoin’s Moon’. I’m really looking forward to writing this chapter because I’m a total mythology buff though obviously its not quite the same story. Anyway, sorry one last time that you had to wait so long... REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! PLEASE VOTE IN “You Belong to Me. For Eternity. Poll.” PLEASE!!!
To Saniwa: Thank you for mentioning this and I did notice it and dealt with it! Thank You!
Also, for those of you on FF.net and who noticed my first chapter, “Love to You, Bird in a Cage” was put up and complained about it... Thank you. It was taken down promptly so I don’t have a problem with it but what annoyed me was that this was 1) a 12 year old girl apparently – in other words she shouldn’t have been on AFF reading my work to begin with, 2) she claimed that she was putting the story up for a friend – obviously not since I have absolutely no idea who in the fuck she was, and 3) that she said she did so because her “friend” didn’t have an account... I do have a FF account but I don’t use it because my stories are really really really NC-17 and I don’t want to see them get kicked off. So it was really stupid. But she did take it down within 48 hours of my warning her to do so, so I let it go. There’s my little rant...