Sasuke's revenge

Itachi pulled Sasuke closer and wrapped his arms around him. Sasuke crawled half on top of him, pressing himself against Itachi’s warm body, and holding him tight. He hugged him the same way he did when he was younger, on the rare occasions when Itachi didn’t leave immediately after raping him, but slept in his bed, holding him all night.
Every rape made Sasuke filled with detest, he hated the pain, but the cold and the loneliness that came after that were even worse. Every time when Itachi didn’t go away, but would stay and fall asleep, holding him, Sasuke would cling to his body in spite of the hatred.
Now he still hated him. But he couldn’t resist the urge to lean into his touch, to feel his warmth again. Itachi was different now. Something in the things he had said, in the way he looked at him and the way he touched him, something had crushed Sasuke’s determination to kill him, and had brought all the memories of the nice moments back to life.
Sasuke was too tired to think, too confused. He felt his eyelids heavy. Soon both of them fell asleep.
The shadows in the corners of the room grew larger as the candles started to burn out one by one, until the last flame disappeared, and the darkness overwhelmed the room. They slept calmly, no nightmares for both of them this time.

Hours passed.
Sasuke woke up. At first his mind was blurred, and he couldn’t realize where he was. Then he felt something warm and soft, pressed against his body, and he heard someone’s breathing. A familiar presence. Then he remembered. Itachi. Right here, right now, in his bed. Again. Here. Not somewhere far away, never to come back. Here, in his arms. Holding him. Sleeping next to him again, but not after brutally raping him, as it was years ago. No. Now it was after touching him in a way he had never touched him before.

At night, when Sasuke was little, Itachi would stealthily sneak into his room, using a simple jutsu to make the walls, floor and ceiling soundproof, so that no one could hear Sasuke’s desperate yells. Then he would just stay still and stare at little shivering Sasuke for a few minutes. Not knowing whether to feel guilty or not. Then feeling guilty, but unable to hold himself. His heart squirming at the sight of Sasuke’s wide open eyes, filled with fear. And yet, unable to hold himself. Then grabbing Sasuke’s small body and fiercely thrusting inside, slamming hard, coming as fast as he could. Then quickly turning his back on Sasuke, because he didn’t want to meet his eyes, filled with hatred, but no tears. After that Itachi would briefly sneak back to his own room, rest a little, and start preparing for the missions he had early in the mornings. And Sasuke would stay awake for hours, crying silently, without making a sound, allowing the tears he had held to roll down his cheeks, the tears he would never allow Itachi to see.
When Itachi had no mission in the morning, he would stay longer, taking his time, being more careful. In such moments he could feel Sasuke’s body respond to his touch, he could see his blush and hear him say his name. And after that he would ask Sasuke “Did you like it this time?”, and Sasuke would make a pouty face, turn his back on him to hide his blush, and say through his gritted teeth “No. I hate you. Go away.”
But Itachi wouldn’t go away, but pull Sasuke closer, hug him and fall asleep. Sasuke would stay still, lost in his thoughts, and would imagine how he gets up, takes a kunai and stabs Itachi’s throat. Then he would chase that image away from his mind, and reluctantly admit that all Itachi had done to him wasn’t enough to erase completely Sasuke’s affection. And Sasuke would cling to Itachi’s body and hold him tight, because the thing he wanted most was Itachi’s attention. Well, not that kind of attention, but…
Night after night Itachi would come to his room and do this to him. Sometimes gentle, sometimes rough. Until… one night it was rough, but Sasuke liked it even that way. And the following night Sasuke was lying in his bed, waiting for Itachi, when he realized he felt no fear. But Itachi didn’t appear. And on the next day when Sasuke came home in the evening, everyone was dead. Itachi hurt him, told him awful things and went away. Sasuke didn’t want to admit it, but the worst of all was that Itachi was gone.

But now Itachi was here.
Sasuke opened his eyes. He looked at Itachi’s face in the moonlight. So calm and peaceful. Sasuke had never seen him like that. He touched his cheek, his lips, then his fingers ran down Itachi’s chest, making a swirl around his nipple.
Thick clouds were slowly covering the night sky. Finally one of them hid the pale full moon, and the soft lines of Itachi’s silhouette disappeared in the darkness.
Sasuke could see nothing now, he could only feel. He touched Itachi’s face again, his lips, he felt his breath on his fingers. Then he moved his hand to Itachi’s hair and played for a while with the long strands, enjoying their softness. He turned his sharingan on, in order to see better, but then he thought for a second and turned it off. His fingers started their own investigation, tracing every line of Itachi’s face. His fingers enjoyed it. Then his lips joined them. And his tongue. Touching and licking Itachi’s smooth skin was so pleasurable. Sauske’s tongue was traveling down Itachi’s neck, his chest, his nipples, his stomach, moving in straight lines and swirls. Now when his eyes could see nothing, his fingers and lips were more sensitive. He touched and licked more. Lower.
Itachi moaned in his sleep, but he didn’t wake up. Sasuke went lower and lower until… oh yeah, Itachi was already hard. Large and hard. His cock fitted so well in Sasuke’s hand. And in his mouth.
Itachi shivered. He moaned, shivered again and woke up. He felt hot, his body was tense, he felt something warm and wet on his… ‘Another dream of Sasuke’ he thought. Then he realized he was awake. He remembered. Sasuke.
Itachi could see nothing, but he could feel. Lips and fingers. Touching, kissing, licking, sucking. He started panting. He could hear Sasuke grunting while sucking him hard. He felt Sasuke’s hands grabbing his ass and pushing it up, making him thrust deeper in Sasuke’s throat. That sensation was so irresistible, that he came with a loud moan. Then he heard Sasuke swallow. Then he heard the sound of the wind outside clearing the sky. The clouds scattered, revealing the moon, filling the room with soft light. Itachi saw Sasuke kneeling between his legs. Sasuke looked at him and licked his lips, then he crawled over him, moved slightly to the side, taking his previous position, wrapped his arms around him and rested his head on his chest.
Itachi kissed his forehead and hugged him, his fingers playing with Sasuke’s black locks. They rested like that for a few minutes. Itachi could feel Sasuke’s body was tense, his breathing uneven. He ran his fingers down Sasuke’s back. Sasuke moaned and rolled aside. Now he was lying next to Itachi, staring at the ceiling.
“Itachi… I want you. I never stopped wanting you. I hated you, but I still wanted you. You were right. My hatred wasn’t strong enough. No matter how much I hated you, I wanted you, and there was nothing I could do about it. I spent years planning your death, but now… I just want you. Alive. With me.”
Itachi crawled over him. “I’m here and I’m yours.” Their lips connected in a deep kiss. Sasuke moved restlessly under Itachi’s body, he was horny and started grinding his hips in Itachi’s. He felt Itachi was hard again, and this turned him on even more.
“Mmmm… Itachi… I want you inside me.”
Itachi smirked. Fucking a grown up and willing Sasuke was much greater pleasure than raping a struggling freaked out kid. Soon he was inside Sasuke, moving in and out very slowly, thrusting as deep as possible. Suddenly he stopped and immediately heard a moan of discontent.
“Tell me you want me, Sasuke.”
“I already told you, damn it, don’t stop.”
“Tell me again… I want to hear it.”
“Uh, I want you, I always wanted you, I wanted you more than anything, damn it, I never hated you enough to stop wanting you. There it is! I want you, Itachi… now move, and don’t you dare stop again!”
“Sasuke…”
“Itachi, shut up and fuck me… aaah.” He felt a deep thrust. “Mmmm… more… faster.”
Itachi pulled out and thrusted again very slowly. Sasuke growled and squirmed.
“Damn you, Itachi, what do you want, you want me to beg? I’ll beg… just fuck me already… please… I’ll say whatever you want… just fuck me… please.”
That was enough. Itachi turned Sasuke’s body to change the position. He grabbed his ass and started thrusting at full speed, hearing Sasuke’s grateful moan. Itachi couldn’t see Sasuke’s bright blush, but he could hear his moans getting louder, so he pounded him harder and harder. He grabbed his hard cock and started rubbing it, his other hand was squeezing Sasuke’s ass.
Itachi was drooling and grunting, plunging in and pulling out of the irresistible hot softness inside Sasuke’s body, the sound of Sasuke’s screams made him wild. He lost whatever control he had and slammed like crazy, he rubbed and squeezed Sasuke’s cock, until he heard Sasuke yelling his name and felt him coming in his hand. He came too, with a last hard deep thrust, then he pulled out, licked the white liquid off his fingers, and collapsed next to Sasuke.
Itachi looked at him, admiring his body sprawled in the wrinkled satin, the thin layer of sweat made Sasuke’s skin shine, his wet black locks were across his face, his eyes half lidded, his cheeks coloured with the sweetest shade of pink. Itachi gently touched his face, removing from it the sweat drenched strands of hair, his fingertips traced the line of Sasuke’s lips. Sasuke blinked, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes were filled with laziness and satisfaction, he looked at Itachi and moaned.
“Mmmm, nii-san, hug me.”
Itachi pulled him closer and Sasuke cuddled in his arms. Itahci’s fingers traveled up and down his back and through his messy hair. This gentle touch was so soothing, it made Sasuke relax, he was so tired, it was so warm in Itachi’s arms, Sasuke closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Itachi held him tight, he buried his face in his hair, then kissed his forehead and his lips, enjoying the sweetness of the touch. “Sasuke…” he whispered, “You’re so adorable.”
He couldn’t believe he had him again after all these years. ‘He’s in my arms’ Itachi thought. ‘And he’s so cute, and he wants me. His hot ass can’t get enough of me. When he was little I should have tried to seduce him, not just rape him. I was so stupid.’ Itachi sighed. Then he fell asleep.

The deep dark blue of the night sky started to fade, the first rays of the sun melted the dim stars. Soft pink light entered the small room, chasing away the darkness, revealing the two naked bodies pressed against each other, Sasuke’s face resting on Itachi’s chest, his fingers entangled in his long hair.
Itachi woke up and silently watched Sasuke for some time, listening to his breathing. Then he got out of the bed. He went outside on the terrace and looked around. The small house was surrounded by woods. So that was Sasuke’s secret place.
Itachi went back inside. He looked at the red door with the black dragon painted on it. It would lead him to the other rooms in the house. He decided to take a look, so he slid the door and made a few steps in the dark corridor.
The other rooms were dark and gloomy. The black wooden floor made Itachi feel as if he was falling in some dark abyss, nothing under his feet. The walls were dark too, the red figures painted on them made them look as if they were splattered with blood. In one of the rooms Itachi found numerous bottles and jars, filled with some weird things. ‘That’s Orochimaru’s bad influence’ he thought. ‘This place is creepy. It’s filled with little brother’s desire to forget whatever good memories he had, to forget life, and think only about death, my death.’
Itachi felt that his body was regaining its strength. He wasn’t as weak as hours ago.

Sasuke felt cold and woke up, his eyes still shut. His arms searched for Itachi, but felt only the smooth satin of the bed. He opened his eyes and sat in the bed, the golden rays of the sun that was now higher in the sky blinded him.
“Rise and shine, brother.” a voice came behind his back. Sasuke turned around to face Itachi, his eyes met Itachi’s sharingan. The effect of the medicine had worn out, Itachi had his full strength now.
Sasuke froze. Various thoughts rushed through his mind. ‘He pretended, being nice and saying all these things, just to make the time pass and get rid of the medicine’s effect, he lied, he faked, just to keep himself alive, I’m caught off guard and now he’ll kill me.’
Well, at least he had a few hours in his life that were really nice.
“Nii-san? Are you going to kill me now?” Sasuke held his breath.
Itachi blinked, his eyes turned black and he smiled. Sasuke looked in his eyes and saw there the answer of his question. He took a deep breath and relaxed.
Itachi sighed. “Kill you? Foolish little brother. I’ll kiss you.” He leaned forward and slid his tongue in Sasuke’s mouth, making him moan. Then he pulled away and looked in his eyes.