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Sasuke felt the petting and calmed down, the slight panic from suddenly being awakened evaporating. He sighed, not wanting to open his eyes and see his X brother though he knew it was him now that memory came back. Unknown to him, his throat began to vibrate in a soft purr. He began running through his dream again, saying it out load as he still wasn't fully awake and in control of his body.

"And then the person came out of the shadows. It turned out to be you, Itachi." He slowly whispered into said person’s clavicle. "You were holding the switch, and grinning at me. In your other hand was a needle. You came up and stuck the needle into my arm and then drew the blood into it, then pulled it out and began dripping the blood all over my chest, and saying how beautiful I looked." He shivered in arousal, trying to make it look like fear.
Itachi blinked and paused only slightly in his petting his eyes glazing over as he imagined himself doing said things. He knew if Kisame where not in that tree Sasuke wouldn't be talking anymore... At least not coherently enough to understand instead he would be ravishing his body. His tongue flickered out across suddenly dry lips.

The thought of blood all over Sasuke was also oddly arousing in it's self and he had a sudden urge to rip a vein open just to see what the color red would look like splattered all over the younger one. Though he had seen it before it was never on his nude creamy skin, or at night with the warm glowing embers glaring off their bodies, or with a semi calm not so 'I'm gunna kill you' Sasuke grasping him tightly in a half slumber.

"...There...There..." He said rubbing circles into his naked back while petting his head as well, the soft purring, or fearful whimper coming from Sasuke proved to only excite him more and he was finding it seemingly more difficult to uphold his mental vow not to traumatize Kisame a second time in less then 24 hours. Hell less then 12.
Sasuke made a slight sniffling sound; trying to make sure he didn't have a nose bleed and making it sound like he was scared. He heard a twig snap distantly and held onto Itachi tighter, pulling there waists together.

His nails dug into Itachi’s side as he clenched his hand harder, sleep still clinging to him doggedly and making him act more on impulse than thought. His nose was ground deeper into Itachi's warm skin, Sasuke's breath spilling hotly across the nuzzled area. His tongue came out to lick his dry lips and in the process lightly lapped Itachi's neck.

"But worst,” He said continuing out load. "Was when you actually started touching me with your hands, all over my blood covered chest, fondling the pert nipples."Sasuke licked his lips again, bathing Itachi's throat in a light saliva wherever his mouth would allow. His purring grew louder and he tenderly leaned his head into Itachi's hand like a pet.
Itachi's eyes widened when the twig snapped and he found that Kisame had scuttled off somewhere probably feeling like they where about to do something he didn't ((Did but knew if he did he'd be killed)) Want to see.

He kinda half wished Kisame back so he wouldn't be in this situation knowing he had no holds bars. Something warm and wet slithered across his neck and his breath hitched... His breath he subconsciously wondered how the hell Sasuke was able to make him react so... Not Itachi like.

He shivered when talks of him touching the smaller one where said softly against his neck, the warm breath made cold by the light coat of spit. He moaned and shifted he had to grit his teeth when a very uncomfortable arousal brushed up against some part of Sasuke, his pants seemed to be getting tighter by the second and he really didn't think he could last to much longer especially in the position they both were or the breath still tickling his sensitive neck.
Sasuke felt Itachi's problem. At first it caused him to pause, in slight shock, though for no more than a second. Then, his sadistic side came up, previously overpowered by his newfound masochist side.

'Let’s torture Itachi.' Went through his mind like a fire through a forest. He smiled, unable to keep it off his lips. He slowed his breathing making it seem like he was drifting off to sleep.

In his 'sleepy' state, Sasuke nuzzled more against Itachi, lightly nipping his neck before commencing on sucking, like a frightened child would there thumb. He pressed his body more against Itachi, forcing him to hold Sasuke upright. Then, on impulse, he wrapped his legs around Itachi's waist, pressing his groin against Itachi's arousal.

"Don't....Leave...While I....Sleep..."He mumbled in a perfect about to sleep voice.
Itachi groaned and held on tighter his fingers dug harder into the others soft skin as he tried to repress the animalistic urges. But the groin rubbing against his own was nearly the last straw he paused everything froze when Sasuke’s sleep riddled voice broke through his sudden lust filled rage.

"Oh... I won't I'll be right here when you wake up waiting." He grumbled unable to ravish Sasuke at the moment due to unforeseen concern issues plus it was no fun if the one you where screwing suddenly conks out halfway through and leaves you with nothing but your own grunts.

He gulped down any remains of his lust and clenched everything hoping it would pass very quickly.
Sasuke had to desperately hold back his snickers. He could feel his brother was having difficulties and it was almost too much.

'What to do now?' He thought to himself, gripping his legs tighter around Itachi’s waist. 'Well I could....yeah, that would be fun.' His mind nodded in satisfaction to its plot.

Sasuke then began to wriggle around, the motions rocking his hips harder against Itachi and pressing his nipples noticeably more into the other. Slight whimpers came from his throat, as though he were having a bad dream.

"No...! Don't touch me! Go....No...Not the....The cage...Please...The shackles the whips, but not the cage..." His whimpers turned into moans, his face a constant smiling smirk. He hoped Itachi wouldn't notice the last detail.
Itachi gasped once more the wriggling and words sending him into a heated glaze.

"Sasuke..." He nearly whined in about two seconds he would be doing one of several things and none of them sounded to appealing to Itachi but actually in the long run they did he just really didn't wanna be humping someone that would only sleep through it or wake up and be more trouble then they were worth.
Sasuke's shoulders began to shake, his chest vibrating as he tried to hide the laughter that wanted to burst forth. His brother was so easy!

"Please....Anything.....I'll do anything...To you....Just....Not the...Cage...!" He continues in his 'dream'. His hand clenched Itachi's side, and he buried his face in his neck to smother the giggles coming from his mouth. It was oh so fun to torture him like this!
Itachi blinked once twice... Was his brother... Giggling or... Whimpering he really couldn't tell at the moment but he had a very strong feeling that Sasuke had been playing him the whole time with a soft growl he looked down at Sasuke still stroking his hair his lust was a little more controlled as his own playful side took over.

"Anything...?" He purred licking the pale cheek in his eye sight.
Sasuke froze. Was he discovered? He wasn't sure, so he just played the role out, adding some shivers and moans here and there.

"Yes! Anything!...Just not....Not...The cage..."A slight wind came and ruffled his hair, flicking it softly along Itachi's jaw line. Sasuke shivered for real, the cold a contrast to the warmth he had gotten used to emitting from his brother. With shivers crawling under his skin he snuggled against Itachi for warmth. His mouth curled into a smile as inspiration struck him.

"Please...Cold....Make me warm...Make me hot...Make me burn...Light my insides on fire!" Sasuke whispered clenching Itachi fiercely till the warm flow of blood coated his dull nails like a crimson polish.
Itachi felt the sudden pause and grinned a little more to the darkness the cool blast of air made he himself shiver and he was grateful for Sasuke’s warmth against him.

When he felt nails digging into him and his own blood being drawn he gasped barely registering Sasuke’s words when he had finally gotten over the sudden hitch in pain a feral grin spread across his teeth.

"Are you sure about that little one?" He whispered in Sasuke’s ear once more careful to not touch anything with his lips but only tease.
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Sasuke's breath stopped. He knew, almost one hundred percent, that he had been found out. What to do. He could try relaxing till he did fall asleep, but he was to far gone and wired from his prank and the shock of being discovered to even unclench his muscles.

"N....No....Not...One...Hu...Hundred...Perce...Nt..Sure..."He replied, huggling Itachi more as the wind picked up. He felt a wave of shame that he had stooped so low as to hug someone for warmth. His teeth lightly clicked as he shuddered, from his brothers teasing and the chill of not having a shirt.
Itachi frowned at the reaction he got then he realized how cold the wind really was and he decided Kisame’s not here Sasuke’s cold and was playing with him so he'd have his own fun 100 percent or not.

He hugged back pulling him all the way into his lap and cradled him in an oddly more comfortable position both warming them and getting Sasuke’s fingers out of his skin at the same time.

He set a light kiss on his neck then stopped and just sat there just to make the boy nervous.
Sasuke did indeed grow nervous. His brother had let his lips connect with his neck briefly, but now he just sat there, holding him. It was driving him stir crazy, he wanted to move, fidget, something besides sit calmly in his enemy slash seducers lap.

Unknown to him, he began to subtly rock, unconsciously moving against Itachi in his need for activity. His hands began to pick at each other, smearing the blood on the tips in little red specks.
Itachi groaned deep in his throat at the sudden friction being caused by Sasuke's incessant rocking. "Oh Sasuke..." Itachi drawled.

"You realize..." He shifted to lessen the pressure on a certain area. "That by being so hyper active you are only making me more aroused do you not?" He purred. Continuing on with his earlier pass time by stroking Sasuke’s hair back.
Sasuke stilled, before his insatiable need to move drove him to rocking again.

"It only arouses you because you’re a perv." He snapped, leaning into the touch to his head with a purr. His hands moved from playing with each other to playing with Itachi's upper clothing, fondling it around in his grasp.
"And that's a bad thing?" Itachi asked playing with a strand of Sasuke’s hair a pale hand slid down the soft skin of the smaller’s back to rest on his butt.

"I think you like that am I wrong?" He asked hiding a smirk behind a serious persona.
"Yes...Normally...It would...Be a bad...Thing." Sasuke said through clenched teeth, trying to keep from moaning like a slut as he rocked against Itachi.

He gasped as his brother’s hand slid down, his tongue flicking out to wet his dry lips. He bit down on it hard when a mewl started to crawl up his throat, so hard he tasted the faint traces of metallic in his saliva.

"But apparently...Not for...You....Sicko...I can't stop...From thinking.....You'll have chains...Hidden.....And I'll only realize....When you clap the shackles...To my...Wrists....."He panted out, still battling his want for pleasure.
"Sicko? Hmm...I find that a compliment." He said grinning at the chain complaint he secretly kept that in mind for later use since sadly he didn't have a pair hidden in his robes.

He pulled the others chin to his and slid his tongue across the others cracked and swollen lips savoring the faint hint of sweet blood that entered his own mouth.
"You would...Wouldn't you..."Sasuke ground out, still unable to stop his forward and back motion, even speeding up as Itachi's hand came down to his ass.

"I probably....Shouldn't...Have said....That...Chain bit."Sasuke gasped all the former words before his brother's mouth descended on his. He felt the flickering wetness of Itachi's tongue enter his mouth and this time let loose a low needy groan, his own tongue wrapping around the other's as much as possible and sliding up and down as though it was a slick hand stroking Itachi's arousal.

Sasuke felt his cheeks burn as he responded, his skin becoming acute to touch as blood rushed to the surface and made him sweat with lust, his hand pressing against the fabric of the elders clothing till he could feel his hard muscles underneath, copping a good feel despite the cloth.
"Probably shouldn't have." Itachi murmured working away from his mouth and making it to his ear nibbling on the tender flesh while his fingers probed closer and closer to the still tender entrance on Sasuke’s back side.

Itachi groaned deep in his throat feeling the small hands fondling him through his clothing and in one swift motion had Sasuke off his lap pinned beneath him on the dirt covered forest floor his cloak and shirt slid off his body as his tongue re entered the parted lips probing the others tonsils in a silent game of bait.
Sasuke yelped as he was pinned down, not used to being submissive until now. His eyes filled with lusty hunger as his brother’s delicious chest was revealed to him, making him want to run his tongue over every exposed inch of muscle, salivating it generously.

His eyes jitter closed when his brother’s mouth clamped over his, the wet invader tickling of his mouth tickling his tonsils in a way that made him almost gag, but instead gasped in, opening his mouth wider.
Itachi smirked at the reactions he was receiving. His fingers slid inside the warm wet cavern and slid around the ring widening it just slightly before he pushed deeper then pulled them back out his tongue all the while ran across Sasuke’s tugging on the overused muscle in a battle that he had long since won.

When he pulled back he pulled totally out of him hands and all and hovered centimeters above the smaller one not quite touching anything but enough so his body heat and scent mixed with the others.

He kneeled there doing nothing but staring into Sasuke’s face a look of pure mirth in his eyes his lips curved into an evil smirk he was having to much fun toying with the little one and he could control himself a little better
Sasuke had gasped out when Itachi broke through his entrance and the circle of muscle was traced. His breath caught as Itachi’s fingers worked, pushing deeper then pulling out all the way. His mind became clouded, thoughts of last time and thoughts of the future collision of bodies made him shudder, the threads of his mind tangling till his blood was practically made of lust, sex riddling it like a drug.

“What are you….doing?” Sasuke asked as his brother just stared, making him squirm and flush. His muscles shook as time crawled by, his brother not moving and making Sasuke wriggle and rock more, hungry and empty.
Itachi remained silent just taking in the sweat glistening body and flushed cheeks the trembling, gasping lips cracked and bruised with so much use and the delicate neck, shadows of bruises showing up from the many nips and sucks it had received.

His eyes trailed slower upon coming to the chest the bruise still there made all the brighter from the sudden amount of blood rushing through his system his body squirmed and before Itachi could go any lower Sasuke’s strangely strained voice broke through his concentration and his head snapped back up.

"I'm looking." He explained... "And teasing I suppose... Why do you really want me?" He asked his smirk turning sadistic. His eyes flashed across his bare torso once more before settling on the sweet plump lips again, he lowered his face till he was almost touching their lips together he could feel Sasuke’s breath on his own lips that's how close he was.

"Mmm you know I dunno if I should you know I am a little tired still..." He snickered awaiting a reaction.
Sasuke’s eyes widened and he turned his head, blushing. Why did Itachi always know what to say to get at him in the perfect way?

“Its not that I want you…” He began, somewhat lying threw his teeth. “Its that…Well, I can’t exactly stop now, can I?” he said eyes looking down at his leaking member that quivered, and feeling the slight change his backside felt now that it was somewhat ready. His black eyes traveled his flushed skin, thinking on if he could actually survive if Itachi went away right now….He’d probably end up pleasing himself, he was so far gone.
Itachi thought on that a second and caught the lie, but that was good enough for him he'd get the real answer out sooner or later. "Yes I suppose you are right it really is no fair of me to stop and leave you like that, is it?" He shook his head letting his hair feather across Sasuke’s skin then let his body lower onto Sasuke his skin once cooled down from even that small of a distance instantly raged with heat as soon as he was touching the smooth paleness of Sasuke.

His lips crushed all the way down on Sasuke’s drawing blood when his teeth scrapped sharply against them. He grunted in sadistic pleasure and lapped up the coppery substance with his tongue. He deepened the kiss further more and held Sasuke’s body tightly against his own his hips ground harshly into the nude body while his arms clenched with bruising force against Sasuke’s shoulders.

He broke off with a sharp intake of air and gently pecked the now even more red lips. His tongue ran across the top and bottom leaving a cool layer of saliva to settle there.
Sasuke panted, his mind rolling around in hazy unrealism as he felt masochistic lust for what Itachi did to his lips. He kept his lips shut, allowing Itachi to spill blood rather than start a battle for dominance. He suddenly remembered back to when he had spoken about how Itachi would have him being a masochistic Uke in a week and his current actions.

'Maybe less....' His tongue flicked behind his teeth as his sibling pulled away, snaking out to slurp up the moister from his lips like a dog licking its chops. His skin tingled in sensation to the touch of the sexy body on top, pressing down in a pleasurable pressure.
Itachi wiggled seductively out of his pants and undergarments leaving him completely bare the warmth of the dying fire radiated off his skin on one side while the cool dewy forest air ran across the other causing a shiver to run through him he ran calloused hands down soft thighs and slid a dry finger down one buttocks into the half stretched hole.

He pushed inside and shivered once more as the heat enveloped his hand he pushed an extra digit inside and ran bared teeth across shivering skin his mind was a haze as it became more and more lust filled through the seconds all talk out the window the only thing on his mind was pleasing himself and the warmth beneath him.

Sasuke watched as Itachi slid out of his lower clothes in a seductive snake dance, at least to him. His face flushed with sinful thoughts as his brother was bare before him. His leg muscles flexed in a wave as Itachi moved his hands down his thighs, in a very arousing tickle.

When the finger was inserted once again, Sasuke gasped. It felt good, and since his mind was still mostly with him, unlike in the heated stream were it was fast, hot and hard on his first time, this slow and torturous teasing was just as good.

As Itachi added a finger and began to run his teeth along Sasuke’s flesh, he moaned and shivered, squirming against the touches for the small bits of rapture he received.

He trailed his hands up, pressing his nails in and leaving a whip lash red line behind each finger nail, resting his hands on his shoulders with a light squeeze.
Itachi moaned as Sasuke moaned his foot rubbing against his stiff member as he seemingly hurt himself for fun. He raised an eyebrow at this and paused in his ministrations but continued again with haste as the other Uchiha Let out another low moan his chest turning bright red where his sharp fingernails had dragged across.

He ran his tongue over delicate nerves and purred with delight when the taste of his brother’s seed coated the back of his mouth and ran smoothly down his lax throat. He pulled away from the slightly limp flesh and licked eagerly at his lips gathering up any forgotten specks.

He had felt the painful lull in his brother’s sinful actions and looked down in desperation, not wanting the encounter to slow for anything. In his furry of want he clenched his fists harder, fingers biting into the tender skin and hard muscles, bringing a strong flow of blood from crescent shaped nicks to cascade down his arms, crisscrossing with his ribs and slicking next to his washboard abs.

But his brother’s movements started again, and soon the heavy medicine ball in his gut shot from his loins and cried seed into the elder’s mouth, waxing his throat in the salty white cream.

Itachi cleared his throat and swallowed the last remains of the sticky white desert.
"You know you're very yummy when you cum." He purred with a smirk bringing his lips ever so close to Sasuke’s then lightly pecking them and running his own soft petals against the others jaw and down his neck.

He shifted the body beneath him and lifted up the slender hips while keeping his lips going on the smaller’s flesh, he positioned himself comfortably and had his arousal just barely pushing against the entrance before he slid inside the feeling of warmth enveloped him and the pressure was enough to make him cum right there even after the first time it was still tight.

He groaned against the flushed skin and tightened his hold on the hips digging into the bony layer of meat and drawing even more blood from the battered body.

Sasuke flushed under the sex induced red of his cheeks. Of course his brother would say something like that, possibly the only thing right now that would make him blushy. His embarrassment was washed away though by the tantalizing feel of his lips on his own, brief and subtle, before moving down lower.

His weight was altered for a better angle of entrance by the more experienced. Sasuke distantly knew that he would experience more pleasure now that the sex wasn’t fast and hurried, his virginity making him do careless mistakes as he tried to lead. Allowing Itachi control of the encounter made it more pleasurable, as he was quick to learn and comply to.

Almost immediately upon entrance, he felt the slick filling shoot into him, glazing his insides in seed not meant to be sewn. He was eternally grateful he wasn’t a chick, and had no possible way to get knocked up with Itachi’s kid. He purred deep in his throat, happy he could enjoy the pleasure with no worries.
His arousal almost immediately became stiff again at the sound of Sasuke’s throaty purr and after a couple deep breaths he was ready to go as well so with a little shifting to get a better grip on his knees he pulled out slowly the feeling of warmth dissipating and becoming cold where the sticky cum coated skin was met with the elements he thrust back in and held back a sigh turning it into a deep moan when the heat enveloped him once more.

He shuddered as the ripples landed in his stomach flushing his face and making his insides burn his body felt on fire but he wanted more of the offered warmth he ravaged the smaller’s mouth needing the refreshing taste along with the heat of his body pulled hard against his own their sweat glistening bodies rubbing smoothly across each others he could feel the hard nipples poking not so gently against his own chest and knew his must be doing the same.

Sasuke purred louder when he felt the stiffness inside him. He wriggled minutely, rubbing along the length in unabashed rapture. He licked his lips as Itachi pulled back, and braced unconsciously for the thrust. It came, ripping his entrance slightly. The blood trickling from the wound drove his mind into frenzies, swirling like snow in a storm.

The red liquid lubricated the piece, making the continued thrusts softer. Sasuke didn’t mind, in fact he enjoyed it, the searing pain that came up from the star on his backside being shredded. He felt Itachi’s nipples, as prominent as his own, sliding along his chest and his abs meeting the cobblestone ones of Itachi.

Itachi thrust harder and harder with each pounding hit he felt his loins tighten with pleasure his impending release coming closer once more he tightened his near painful grip making it more then, now and fastened everything up to a more hectic pace not even noticing the warm blood flowing down and out his partners back side.

He slid one carefully placed hand between the others nipples and down his chest then lightly griped his throbbing cock in his own warm palms he rubbed hard paying close attention to the sensitive tip and pumped him as he himself got worked by the lower muscles.

"You... Enjoying every... Moment... Hmm?" He asked against his x-brothers lips a smirk even in the sexual situation present hiding the lust for only a moment before it was back and all he didn't even care for an answer anymore.

He roughly jerked the piece in his hand and felt the warm liquid running down his hand and his brothers shuddering body beneath him as he clasped their lips together once more bringing himself to release by the immense pressure from the now clenching muscles he continued to taste the younger one as his body was also racked with shivers.

Sasuke panted; glad his brother didn’t notice his bleeding or his pleasure in it. He chose to instead revel in the intense ecstasy that pounded his skull with every thrust of Itachi’s. The hand of the x brother’s descended down his front, skipping along his muscles arousingly before gripping his leaking cock.

The pumping made him quiver with lust, shaking in the all consuming rapture of the sin his brother brought to him. He dimly heard the sentence, more aware of the movement of lips as Itachi’s mouth curled into a smirk. Then it was gone, and he barely had time to nod as vigorously as he could before his mind was swallowed in ecstasy once again. The fact that his own seed was sliding along his siblings fingers like fluidy glue didn’t help his hungry mind.

A few silent moments with only their raspy breaths and the crackling of the still burning embers went by as Itachi felt himself grow more and more weary from the small amount of energy it took to stay upright so he let his shaky joints collapse and he fell onto a soft, warm, yet still damp bed of muscles and bones.

He didn't weight that much and even so he wouldn't of cared if he where squishing Sasuke he was too tired to move any more. Their animalistic pace had worn him to the bone. He blinked as a trickle of sweat ran down his brow landing to close to his eye for comfort and with the last of his energy he could muster he wiped it away and closed his eyes intent on getting a little rest before he would get up and clean himself.

Sasuke had enjoyed the encounter immensely, having cum several times in his brother’s hand. He was utterly spent, and tired. As his sex hazed mind focused on sleep, his rational side began to creep up. He felt an embarrassed flush flame up in his cheeks; shame at what he had done, what he had felt, welled in his chest.

The feeling of dirtiness came next, and he wriggled with as much energy as he could find. Apparently it was enough, as he was nearly out from under the not crushing weight of Itachi within moments. Soon he would be out, and he could wash his body in freezing water to whisk away any after glow from his experience.

Itachi growled at the sudden movement beneath him he was nearly in slumber then the thing had to go and move instinct took over and he hugged the object tightly to himself allowing it no room to struggle let alone escape.

He uncharacteristically snuggled up to the warmth and let out a soft sigh drifting back off into the comfort of deep sleep unawares of the embarrassment or anything else any one may be feeling at the moment.

Sasuke was stopped in his great escape plan by a hug. That trapped him. Itachi snuggling into him was not what he had planned. How to get away now? He clamped his teeth into the flesh of his lips as a small sliver of pleasure crawled into his nerves. Stupid afterglow! Why did he have to be the uke anyway?

His backside gave a pang in agreement. It would be painfully sore for a few hours, and annoyingly sore and uncomfortable for days. Damn virgin entrances.

His eyes darted around for any means of retreat, but found that unless Itachi loosened his grip, he was stuck. Naked. In a place he didn’t know, which could be anywhere for all he did know. This was a fine spot to be in. What if someone he knew came along, per chance? His face flushed darker.

Itachi could practically feel the uncomforatableness of the smaller not to mention the unintentional jerks of his body as he was obviously looking around and it annoyed the hell out of him. Couldn't he get a little sleep without being interrupted by moving teddy bears and flushed bodies... Not that he even knew what a teddy bear was... >>;;;;

Ehem anyways what he wanted was a little rest, but noooo so he blinked open one eye lid and shifted his head till he could see Sasuke’s face.
"Will you be still for the love of all that's pure." He grumbled tightening his hold for emphasis.

Sasuke stilled, heart leaping like a frog up his larynx and nearly choking him. God, Itachi could try to warn him just a little before moving. He thought he was asleep….He covered his startlement by scoffing.

“Like you love things that are pure.” He snarled, trying to wriggle away again. Gah, it was easier to deal with his brother when all he had to do was let him suck-Stop! He was not going to finish that thought. It was bad enough having images branded in his head, let alone thinking of them! Although he did enjoy them…..

“In fact, you prefer sin, and taint, to purity.” He continued, trying in vane to squirm out from his brother’s hold. He stopped, a bolt of pain sizzling up his spine from his torn entrance, face flinching the only sign.

"Of course I don’t." He said pouting. "Pure is so... Boring unless you're making it impure." He yawned and held onto the squirming body tighter.

"Stop that." He reprimanded frowning at the wiggling limbs. Then he did stop and a flash of pain crossed his face that Itachi noticed immediately brotherly instinct took over but he shoved it down he was supposed to be uncaring and evil like not caring about the well being of this whelp.

Even so he found himself taking in a breath to ask those three small words. "Are you okay?" He cringed internally and wished he could take back the caring way he had asked, he should have squeezed his butt and asked if it hurt or something mean like that but he'd already dug the hole might as well let it be.

Sasuke’s eyes widened at the concerned note in the others voice. Huh? Itachi had just sounded like he….Actually….Cared? Was this the sign of the apocalypse? Or was this oncoming Armageddon? Something not normal for sure.

“You…Just now…Care?” His voice squeaked, his jaw going up and down in star struck astonishment. Had The Itachi, his evil older brother, the one who killed his entire clan for no apparent reason, showed he was concerned about the one who had wished, until certain recent events, to rip his spine out and shove it back down his throat?

His mind snapped back from its shock induced haze. His black eyes narrowed as he looked away sharply, not wanting to show any weakness in front of his adversary.

“Of course I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?” He winced, as turning his head had slightly twisted his back and therefore lower back, spreading sparks of agony into his muscles like a massage gone wrong.

"Does it sound like I care?" he asked raising another brow. 'Good come back yeah he'll really find you threatening now' He reprimanded himself internally while he kept the smug smirk on the outside.

He paused when once again his brother winced in very noticeable pain. "Idiot." He muttered pushing himself up he gathered his cloths and swiftly threw on the pants and shirt then threw his thick cloak at Sasuke motioning for him to put it on since he couldn't see the smaller’s shorts anywhere and they wouldn't be a very good protector from the sudden cold pre morning was bringing.

"C'mon. Where gunna go find somewhere to wash off then I'm gunna find some herbs that will help the soreness." He told him ignoring the little voice that kept calling him names and asking him why the hell he was so soft toward the younger boy.

Sasuke watched, relieved the elder was off him but mad he couldn’t even run away without waking the other. He looked at the cloak that was tossed at him cautiously, like it was a viper. Hay, it being Itachi’s, who knew what it would do to him if he put it on.

He looked up as his brother continued to talk, almost babble, to basically himself. Sasuke went white at the mention of washing up, remembering how the last bath time had gone.

He cocked his head as Itachi said he’d find herbs to help his….Tender spot. He turned to the side and scowled, mind wondering back to the most recent encounter.

“You know, its your fault I hurt in the first place. Didn’t even notice the blood that became your lube did you?” He mumbled, as he seemed to be taking a liking to saying things he’d prefer not heard.

"Hmm... Oh well if you weren’t so sexy and enticing we wouldn't have had that problem now would we?" He asked pouting at being accused of that.” Plus I have a feeling you enjoyed the blood more then you should have." He grinned a knowing glint in his eye.

"Now c'mon I wanna get clean then get some rest before morning, plus Kisame probably wants to get some sleep." He said motioning in the direction his partner had run off, he turned around grasping the slender wrist that was closest to his reach and started forward jerking the resistant body along with him.

Sasuke couldn't help but continue the argument, choosing to ignore the fact that Itachi probably would get annoyed with his pestering attitude.

"Well, if you could control yourself, then the fact that I'm supposedly sexy and enticing wouldn't even factor in!" His lips pouted forward uncharacteristically, set in that the whole affair and loss of innocence was the elders fault.

He aloud himself to be dragged along, not fighting since he knew that it was useless and would result in him losing needed energy, if he ever wanted to escape.

“Touché little one." He smirked and let the argument drop knowing just how stubborn the younger boy was and how long he could stretch an argument it'd be better and less stressful just to let him take the victory for now.

"And don't pout it only makes me horny." He told him glancing back with a shimmer of lust in his dark eyes made darker by the pale night light. He turned back to make sure he didn't run into anything and went off toward where he could hear running water and hoped the water wasn't too cold.

Sasuke’s lips pouted even more before returning to the usual curve of monotonous outlook. He already hurt enough; to be taken again so soon would result in….He didn’t want to think of what it would be like if he was forced to be carried piggy-back with Itachi.

He continued to walk along behind somewhat obediently, watching the scenery and thinking back on old times with Itachi. Had he ever actually done something brotherly like have a piggy-back ride?

“I don’t think so….Maybe…”He contemplated out loud, free hand rubbing his chin in thought.

Itachi looked behind him when he heard the muttering talk.

"What are you babbling about?" He asked curious as to what might be going through the little ones mind.

Sasuke looked up, startled out of his memories. A blush flew across his face like a burning phoenix.

“N Nothing! Just…..You’ve never given me a piggy-back ride have you?” He asked, somewhat randomly if your any one but Sasuke. His mind slapped him at the idiocy of that childish question.

Itachi paused in his steady strides bringing a hand to his chin he thought on the slightly ridiculous question.

"Well... No why do you ask? Would you like me to let you ride me?" He asked suggestively starting toward the water again swaying his hips to taunt the other boy.

Sasuke blushed, knowing exactly what Itachi meant but choosing not to show it with anything more than a modest blush, pretending he still had anything remotely near innocence.

“Knew I shouldn’t have asked you…” He muttered, following along, eyes darting from the others backside quickly. He knew his brother was teasing him, and also that if any sign of arousal appeared on his demeanor he could expect to be molested, ravished, and basically taken again within moments. His spine tingled and his thighs shook slightly, imperceptibly. Would he really mind all that much anymore? He had to watch it, or he just might be sexually trained within a week, as he sarcastically said earlier.

"Hm... This'll have to do." Itachi whispered to himself looking around they where at a different spring then earlier this one was a little deeper and more clearer seeing as even in the pale moonlight he could see the bottom clearly.

"It probably won't be warm." He told him waiting for him to remove the cloak he himself started to remove his shirt and pants slowly and with much more swaying and seductive movements then necessary.

Sasuke gulped, nervous of the water. He slowly slid his own clothing off, watching his brother to make sure he wasn’t looking or about to turn and pounce…He blushed seeing his sibling’s way of walking, but hid it with new found ease.

“You’re trying to seduce me.” He said curtly, walking to the edge of the water, a ways from Itachi for good measure. After all, his brother had already proven just how…..Little, control he had when it came to his body.

Itachi grinned and slid a pale foot into the cool water his face didn't even flinch at the crisp coldness. "Now what gave you that idea?" He asked sliding his foot further in up to his ankles in the water he shuffled forward slowly allowing his long hair to sway against his back side.

"Are you going to come in or are you just gunna gawk?" Itachi asked not even looking at him as he slid up to his knees and bent down swirling the water against his finger tips.

He turned his head, making his neck crack. He smiled slightly, enjoying the feel as he tilted his head the other way and more popping sounds came. He moved on to cracking his knuckles, and then walked into the cold water as well. He conveniently forgot to answer the question.

The water swirled around his ankles, nipping at his skin and trying to freeze the fine hairs. He walked out deeper, and was slowly getting used to the cold the farther from the small shore he got. But being exposed like this made him uncomfortable, not to mention he was getting goose bumps everywhere.

“That’s it; I’m heating this stream up.” He said through slightly chittering teeth. He made the hand symbols, took a deep breath and let the fire out, immediately making steam come up. He sat down, still in the shallows, water coming up to the curve of his hipbone. He felt content to let the steam crawl up his chest and back, warming them with moist heat.
"Huh..." Itachi looked up just as the steam started to rise and his whole body shivered as it instantly heated. He practically melted onto his ass and was able to ignore the sharp rocks digging into his legs and tender flesh as he sat there.

His head lulled back and his eyes shut "Heaven..." He whispered to no one but himself. He looked over at Sasuke and slowly turned over just letting his body float beneath the surface he dragged his self ever slowly toward his target a grin settling on his lips as he felt the sweat and other unmentionable liquids soak away.
Sasuke had closed his eyes as the mesmerizing affects of the steam and warmth forced drowsiness upon him. He had tried to fight it, eyes shuttering down, but had lost soon after.

He didn’t notice the slow stalking a certain person was doing, or the intent in said beings eyes. He just continued to let the heat sink into his skin, his legs and backside getting clean with the gentle washing of the smoothly flowing stream.

“Mmmmm, hugh.” He quietly moaned, leaning back from his hunched over position and fully exposing his chest, water droplets crawling down his front and curving around his pert nipples.
His grin widened into almost imposable proportions as he drew ever closer in his head a strange tune was playing 'Dun dun... Dun dun... Dun dundundundun...' And he blinked a little shaking his head free of the silly tune that only got faster as he drew nearer.

"Oh Sasukeee." He rumbled just in front of him he was strangely surprised the other hadn't felt him and he was also slightly concerned he pounced before Sasuke could open his eyes and clinged to his waist letting the rest of his body float behind him as he breathed softly against Sasuke's left side.
Sasuke’s eyes snapped open. He had been daydreaming, the warmth inducing a strange mellowness in him. He had been daydreaming of just, well, happy stuff. A quiet day with no annoying fan girls mobbing him, a good challenging fight without fear of death. Happy stuff. Not horny, kinky, or anything else he now had running through his head thanks to someone clinging to him.

“What the hell are you doing?!” He yelled, startled. His eyes were hidden by his bangs, but his blush was oh so prominent through the stand of black. In his surprise he fell back, Itachi still clinging to him. He ended up supporting himself on one elbow, the other wrapped around Itachi’s back as he had automatically thrown the arm on Itachi’s side out to balance himself, and he had his legs sprawled out and tangling with his elder siblings.
Itachi chuckled at his brother’s reaction and clinged tighter noticing where his hands ended up he purred and rubbed against the slick body beneath him. "Hmm... What does it look like I'm doing?" Itachi asked lightly sliding his finger over the exposed chest his other arm was trapped beneath Sasuke's back pinned against the smooth dirt on the bottom of the water. He shifted his weigh bringing both knees down instead of letting them float then straddled the younger boy the best he could being held down.

"Do you like it?" He asked knowing he probably did the half stiff thing poking him was proof of that his once curious fingers clasped over Sasuke’s chin and brought there lips together in a taunting brush of lips. When he pulled away he had the evil smirk in place promising many naughty things.
Sasuke stifled the moan that unwillingly clawed at his throat for release. Why was Itachi so determined to….Do those kinds of thing to him? His body shuddered, unable to contain its growing lust, almost trained to respond quickly by now, from how good Itachi seemed to be at touching the right places, the right way.

“Itachi…Are you desperately trying to take me, any moment you can find?” He asked, trying to wriggle away, almost halfheartedly. The water worked with him, being slick and sliding all over, but Itachi was strong. He didn’t know if he could get away, even if he did make it out from between Itachi’s legs.

That last thought made him pause, and shudder as his cock jerked against Itachi’s. Oh god, just the act of thinking on where he was aroused him?! He gritted his teeth, toes curling as he restrained from bucking up, not wanting to give in to the sexy man above him.
"Maybe." Itachi moaned out as their arousals brushed against each other his eyes slid shut and he ground his hips harder against the other in a slow rhythmic circle he himself was already pretty close just at the thought of being inside of that warmth again.

"It's your own fault though teasing me like that." He grinned and kissed the smooth cheeks then the full lips that looked so taunting. He brushed his tongue against the others before pulling away to once more grind himself into the smaller
Sasuke moaned, then bit his tongue, ashamed of what had escaped his lips. His arousal jerked more, bobbing and weeping as Itachi ground against it. His stomach felt like a snake of pleasure had coiled in the pit.

"How did I tease you?" He gasped, sucking on his teeth to keep his legs in check, and willing his hard erection to unstiffen, though he knew it wouldn't happen anytime soon.

He couldn't take it any longer, after a few seconds of the torture, and lifted his right leg up so that it rubbed against Itachi's groin, causing friction but stopping the assault on Sasuke's piece.
Itachi snickered between a moan and let his hand pull at Sasuke’s hair to pull his head back and expose his neck he nipped and suckled at all the sensitive areas taking pleasure in the tensing of muscles below him.

"Well... You just move to much." He whispered into his ear and then nibbled on the soft lobe.

His hand reached down and grabbed the stiffness between the fingers he began to stroke the hard piece as he shifted his legs for a better position.
Sasuke gave a soft, strained snort. He slightly dropped his leg as his muscles from his groin down relaxed, being lulled to relaxation by the pleasurable strokes by his elder brother. His ears grew warm from the attack to his neck, tensing slightly to stop himself from tossing his head side to side.

“No….Your just…Horny..To much…” He shot back, his leg starting to shake against Itachi’s crotch as he strained under the pressure of his length acting upon Itachi’s touch.

As the one leg vibrated in the air, pressed into the elder Uchiha, the other moved to the side, as Sasuke unconsciously spread his legs to allow better access to his dripping cock.
"Is that supposed to be a mean comment?" Itachi asked loosening his fingers from the pulsating piece to just barely touch it. He smirked evilly and feathered over and down across the other pieces of his anatomy.

"Because if it is it's not very mean." He explained bending his neck down so he could lick the salty water off his chest and across one nipple.
Sasuke moaned, face flushing like mad as he dropped his leg from the shear strain it took to not scream. All the pleasure was building up, and it was becoming too much for him, this slow, passionate intercourse. Though, it actually was going fast, but slower than the other times.

“Shut up….Itachi.” He grumbled, sweaty hands halfheartedly, and tiredly smacked his hands away, feebly crossing his legs to block his uncomfortably engorged organ from his reach. His hands came and clenched Itachi’s with a weak, sex drugged grip, the last of his will and resistance in this encounter almost gone. He was close to submitting.
"Never." Itachi mock pouted at the loss of contact and made sure to get his body closer for more contact between sweaty water wrinkled skin. He kissed Sasuke’s Arms and brushed his fingers across the bend in Sasuke’s arms in order to loosen them so he would fall back and give Itachi much more room to pleasure him.

His legs wrapped tightly around Sasuke’s own legs in a tangle of limbs and it helped him to spread them nearly all the way, he ground his hips slowly into the smaller hips beneath him and muffled a moan, by biting his lip, at the unexpected jolt that ran up his spine.
Sasuke bit his own lip, as he was fond of doing when in this situation. His eyes closed on their own accord, quickly snapping down as rapture shot up his back like claws through his tender, soaked skin.

He whimpered as his crossed legs were pulled apart, leaving his weeping cock to spring up and quiver pertly in the air, gentle wind caressing the slit in a very arousing way.
"Someone's excited." Itachi smirked he wetted his lips before he dipped down and kissed the tender shaft just waiting for him to do so.

His tongue caressed the underside pressing more firmly on the nerves. His hands held open the tender thighs.
Sasuke mewled, embarrassed and angry by how he reacted to his own brother. But at the same time his flush was from his raging arousal, swaying length further proof.

His hips jerked up slightly, more like a spasm, as the moist tongue touched him where it normally hurt. He never fully realized how much that place could actually feel good, until Itachi came into his life….

“Excited? M-me? N-noooo…Nev….Never!” he denied, lamely, his pride burning away as his small amount of pre-cum slipped down his shaft.
"Liar." Itachi said slightly muffled by the appendage in his mouth. He stroked the thighs and pulled the shaft deeper down his thought. Amazed that he hadn't started gagging himself yet he continued the teasing.

He paused for a moment and then released and let go of Sasuke. He tilted his head licking the droplets that had run down his chin. His hands ran up the long expansion of pale chest resting on his shoulders.

"What would you like to do now? Your choice." Itachi smirked liking this new thought that had just hit him.
Sasuke’s eyes grew wide. How could his older brother do that?! He remembered when he had, as a child, tried to swallow an entire popsicle. His throat had seized up around the cold treat and he had reflexively gagged, making all the kids who had dared him laugh…

“I…I…”He tried to get out a word, but couldn’t really. His mind was fuzzy, swirling around the strange ideas of popsicles and dares. He realized, somewhere threw all that haze of confused recollection, that his throat was extremely dry and scratchy, from moaning too much probably….

“I’m…Th-thristy, actually, so…uhh…”He said, though he didn’t know what Itachi would do about it, seeing as how he would probably jump him in the bathroom if they went anywhere public, which would be a miracle in the first place…He licked his lips.

“Ne-never…Mind. Just ignore that….”He said quickly, turning his head in embarrassment. His legs tried, automatically, to cross again, but only succeeded in bringing his knees together.
"Hmmm thirsty you say?" Itachi smirked. "Well I'd offer you something, but you might bite it off." He chuckled and ran his hands over the sweat and water coated tendons in Sasuke’s shoulder.

"I suppose if you want to drink something you can choose whatever you want but you have to get it."
Sasuke’s face turned red. His brother was taunting him, or so it seemed to him. He gritted his teeth, face flushing more at what he was about to do.

“Y-Yeah! I am thirsty…And I will get something to drink. You w-watch!” He stuttered out. He was eager to show he wasn’t some naïve little kid anymore, and if it meant participating in…this then he would.

He leaned forward, and captured one of Itachi’s nipples, tasting the slight tang of sweat as well as the regular water. He sucked, occasionally rolling the nub with his tongue when he remembered he could use his tongue, though the fact this was his first time was apparent.
Itachi smirked slightly surprised at the action but quickly blinked when the warm wetness made his spine tingle and his toes curl. He gripped Sasuke’s shoulders. "S-stop." He stuttered not liking the loss of control the sudden pleasure was bringing him.

He groaned again and shuddered when he felt his arousal twitch beneath the water. He pushed weakly against the shoulders while his eyes clouded over. He struggle to gain enough energy to take back the dominate position.
Sasuke felt how his brother reacted. He smirked, nipping slightly at the nub that was in his mouth. Struck by inspiration, and a memory of something Itachi had done to him, he moved his hands down, playing against his chest and stomach.

He pulled away from the enflamed nipple and smirked up at Itachi. “Ha! Take that!” He said, some energy coming to his body from knowing he had actually weakened Itachi, though by a dirty trick.

His hands moved the last inches, and he cupped his sibling’s genitals in his hand, squeezing enough to get a response but not to hurt. His smirk remained all throughout his hands molestation of Itachi’s crotch.
Itachi was really berating himself for not seeing this coming. He enjoyed it far too much, so even as he tried to push the younger boy off him he knew it would never get much further then that.

He gasped when his aching groin was fondled by soft cool fingers. "You..." Itachi managed to get out before his arousal was squeezed firmly. And he let out a startled hic up. His legs involuntarily spread and bent at his knee against Sasuke’s sides.

"Nnnnn I'll... get you... Oh... Back..." He growled out between pants he was really not liking the fact that this switch in roles was getting further then he wanted it to go, but the building pressure in his abdomen told him better then to try and move away.
Sasuke’s smirk turned into an evil grin. He couldn’t ignore his own throbbing erection, but he could at least torment Itachi. He knew this might be his one chance to thoroughly torture his brother, and he was going to take as much joy from it as possible. ((Sadist in the house….-_-;; ))

“Mmmm…Maybe…But for now…” He trailed his tongue down the red eyed killer’s front, touching over skin with a wet caress. He remembered to nip at his X-brothers hip bone as he passed, making his journey down the others muscles end by reaching his destination.

One last glance up, and then his hot mouth was ghosting near the head of Itachi’s length. A small, pink tip just barely touched the dripping slit, tasting the salt of cum for the first willing time. His hands gripped the base, somewhat milking the shaft, though Sasuke didn’t realize he was doing it. Another glance up, his eyes feraly narrowed, challenging Itachi to make him stop his mouth from going down and around within the next few seconds.
¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬ Itachi glared half heartedly then his breath stopped and his eyes widened when he found Sasuke doing something he hadn't ever thought he would willingly do. The look of lust in his brothers eyes made him shudder even more as warmth unlike the water enveloped him.

He didn't even dare to stop the other now that built up tension all but making him give up on that thought. He dug his finger nails into whatever happened to be beneath him at the moment and his eyes slide halfway shut. His breathing became more of a rasping pant. He bit the inside of his cheeks so that his moans wouldn't escape. Not wanting Sasuke to hear them and feel more macho then he already did.
Sasuke’s throat constricted, his eyes watering slightly. He fought the urge to draw his head back, knowing he’d be met with a smug, if hornily disappointed, look from his partner. As his throat battled with his will, he was all too aware of how hot and constricting his throat actually was, squeezing around Itachi’s cock like a soaked, heated blanket of soft flesh.

He could only go down the first three or four inches, and then he was afraid he’d choke. Like on the Popsicle. His teethe scraped along the length in his mouth, tongue moving around like a trapped snake, slicking across as much flesh as it could.

Sasuke gave a tentive suckle, hands gripping tighter unconsciously in his nervousness.
"Hey... You gonna bite it off..." Itachi asked his cheeks flushed beyond red by this time. He was trying to make fun even though he was in no position to do so. He felt another moan crawl past his vocal cords and he bit his tongue till it started to throb too.

"Ah!" His eyes snapped wide and his head rolled back on his shoulder blades when the pressure increased around him. He could feel his muscles tensing reading themselves for release, his body felt over heated and wave after wave of delirious pleasure splashed up and through his spine back down to his toes.

With one last shuddering breath he let himself go filling Sasuke’s mouth with his load. He fell back spraying water back it waved back over his chest and he was nearly deaf with the water filling his ears. He could hear his heart pounding hard and his breath slowing from its running pace down to normal.
Sasuke had glared up at Itachi when he said he’d bite it off. He had the sudden urge to do it, just out of spite, but he didn’t. He sucked a little more, still slightly nervous.

He was overwhelmed as his throat was suddenly coated in a rush of spend, and he pulled up, swallowing as quickly as he could. It had a small, salty tang to it. He felt his stomach churning, his own release close to happening, his length throbbing at him to do something. He looked over to Itachi, a smug look on his face at forcing him to cum.

“Ha. I’m not so bad.” He said, weak from the activity but still wanting more. A small trail of white fluid trickled down from the corner of his mouth, thick and gooey. He lifted his hands and pinched some of it, pulling it in a thread from his cheek, and leaning forward to smear it like syrup on his brother’s lips.

“There, go ahead and taste your self.” He smirked, licking the rest from the corner before his sibling could.
Itachi let his lips flicker open and tasted his own release. The salty flavore made his face scrunch up. With some fleeting energy he sat up on his elbows and glared half heartedly. "I like yours better." He smirked and used his arms to prop himself the rest of the way up.

He crawled over Sasuke pushing him back further and straddled his waist once more with a seductive smirk he kissed his lips with hunger. His tongue slid into the others mouth and ran across the creamy coated appendage. "Tastes better from your mouth too." He said when he pulled back.

He looked down between them and saw the pulsating need that rested against his stomach. With a grin he wrapped his fingers around it and gently squeezed. "Looks like you need some help here."
Sasuke blushed. He turned his face from his elder sibling, hand slightly smacking Itachi’s away.

"I can deal with it on my own. I don't need you." He said, some of his resistance and feistiness coming into play. He licked his lips, thinking and trying to calculate how long he could ignore his own arousal.

He didn't think long. He would have to take a really cold bath or....Something else. He looked back at Itachi.

"You can...Just leave now...Or something...You know...." He said, almost shyly.
Itachi leaned back avoiding the waving hand and watched Sasuke think, mock pouting. "Hmm, no I think it would be much funner to stay." He told him his smirk becoming perverted.

"Have at it." He nearly started laughing when he scooted away to rest not 3 feet from the blushing boy. His eyes resting solely on the body before him.
Sasuke looked at Itachi with a grossed out look. Then he got a smirk on his face. He knew just what to do. Torture for torture, after all.

He moved his hands down his stomach, giving Itachi a sexy look, like he was enjoying it. Then his fingers landed on his engorged length, and he moaned, closing his eyes.

“Oh, Itachi! More! I like it when you do that!” He said, actually not having to act the pleasure being written across his face as it was actually there. He just added in that Itachi was the one giving him the pleasure. Which, that wasn’t too hard to do either.
Itachi smirked at first when he started to touch himself then his eyes widened when his name was called and he could feel himself growing hard once more.

He gaped and narrowed his eyes. "Don't do that." He growled huskily. His face becoming more and more flushed by the second.
Sasuke smirked inwardly. This would be perfect. On the outside, his face became more flushed, tears of pleasure coming to his eyes.

“Mmmmm….faster….”He panted, grasping his flushed and leaking cock in his hands, pumping it with quick, wet movements. One hand gripped it so he wouldn’t cum, the other did the stroking. He clenched his legs together, rubbing his thighs against each other, making friction against his sac and reddening his inner thigh.

“Oh gods….Itachi….”His voice was pleading and aroused, making it seem like he’d do anything to cum, yet his hand remained there, blocking the flow of release.

“I’m so close….If I just let go….Itaaaachiiii….Huhg…I can feel it…Brother….”He panted, saliva dripping down the corner of his mouth from open mouthed moaning. His throat felt hot and tight, constricted with arousal.

“Brotheeerrrr….”He mewled. His eyes closed, rapture at his own hands guiding him. His fingers loosened. He couldn’t keep his hold for long, soon he’d let go and cum violently.
Itachis eyes glared at the smaller boy and watched him get himself off with Remorse. 'I should have just left' He thought to himself. Now he was stuck getting harder by the second with nothing too do, but get more so.

He was debating with himself on what too do he could pounce and take over or sit back and leave him to it or he could stop him entirly and make him squirm with want...

He smirked suddenly comeing back to his senses he noticed the slipping hand. "Oh no you don't!" He said as he pounced, holding both Sasuke's arms to his side and pinning his legs down with his own.

"Now you will pay for that." He said from above the younger one. He watched with a smirk as his plan came into full effect.
Sasuke's eyes shot fully open. In his mind, 'oh shit....' he still felt pleasure, but also dread. He could feel his cock shiver as he was seconds from cuming.

"Itachi! Do-"He was cut off as his body shuddered with release, his shaft spilling hot seed unto his brothers legs. He flushed.

"I...told you if I let go..."he said, with an apology.
Itachi blinked once then twice then he shifted a bit.

"Well that really worked out." He muttered. He released one of the hands and dipped a finger in the white substance. He brought it to his mouth and licked it off.

"Hmmm..." He sat for a second contemplating on what should happen now. "Well I'm hard and your vulnerable." He smirked once more. "What's say we have another round?"
Sasuke blushed harder. He desperately wanted to say 'yes, yes! Fuck me now!' but his dignity wouldn't allow it.

"Well...."He turned redder when he felt his length harden again at the thought. God, why did Itachi have to be so.....yummy! He was definatly suffering psychological damage from these recent experiences with Itachi...
Itachi smirked at the discomforted blush that spread across Sasuke's cheeks. He shifted moving his knee against the soft cock beneath it just barely brushing against it. His throat hummed with amusement, and his loins ached with restraint. He so wanted to make his brother... x brother suffer for what he had done to him, but his moment of need was NOW and he didn't have the patience to make him beg for it.

So without further ado, since he knew the younger boy was Well stretched at least enough so he wouldn't hurt him to much (not that he cared or anything,) he was lifting a slender leg up and over his shoulder and positioning himself against the pink hole.

A wickedly lust filled look in his eyes, and his hands holding the appendages in place he shoved in harshly with enough angle, that he knew, he would hit the 'magic spot' or damn close with the penetration.

Sasuke arched his back, hands moving to Itachi's shoulder-blades and digging his nails in deep. His mind was erased into nothing but pure and untainted ecstasy. His throat started to ache, and he realized he had screamed out Itachi's name till he nearly lost his voice. His ears had hummed too much with the crash of rapture, his blood pumping so fast he felt it through all his veins, his chest rising and falling with the want for enough air to scream out his pleasure again. He didn't know why now felt so much better than the others, but it was probably something about being stretched and already having lost his virginity. But for whatever reason, it felt so much better just now. He didn't even notice when and if Itachi pulled out to slam in again.
The horse screaming of his name only further enticed him, and half aware of his actions he rammed against the smaller frame harder every time he pulled back. His lips parted gasping for air as his body grew warmed. The tightness around him pulsed with every yelp moan or scream that Sasuke made, and he wanted more of them.

His head rolled forward from his shoulders and allowed him to nibble the boys shoulder, as he continued to thrust in and out. His rhythmic pace started to become sporadic as his need became more alert. The sounds of their bodies against each other on echoed inside his head, making a moan claw its way past his lips.
Sasuke moaned, deep and animalistic. His walls were stretching and tightening as his muscles contracted to the beat of his racing heart. His hands clenched even harder into Itachi's flesh, breaking skin and letting a thin trickle of blood spill out.

"Itachi....Hggg!!!!!!" He panted, ending with a sharp gasp, his body shuddering and twitching in raw ecstasy. He could feel his stomach twisting and churning like a pit of hot tendrils, the silk ribbons knotting in a mix of rapture. He could feel his climax coming soon, his waving length wanting to spill out its seed.
Itachi only vaguely realized he was bleeding but really why should he care, the sudden sharp pain only seemed to heighten his lust.

"Mm, Sasuke. You're not allowed just yet. “He moaned softly panting; his fingers slithered down to the shaft hitting his stomach, his grip tightened around the pulsating base cutting off any means of release for Sasuke.

'He he that'll teach him.' He thought before his mind was blank once more his body moving in a passion he hadn't thought he would ever experience with his X brother.
When he felt the hand, and what it was doing to his piece, his eyes snapped open in shock. Sasuke then gazed up at his brother, his eyes speckled in tears. The pitch black orbs gave off a pleading air, and a pitiful whimper came from his raw throat.

"Please...I'll do anything for you...Anything...If you only let me have it...My release..."He begged of the elder. His mind went back to all the other times his brother had taken him, how they didn't seem to have this fire that was here now. What was different? Had he actually given in? He thought so...He had already masturbated in front of him, and sucked him off. Something he never thought of doing, even in his worst, sexual nightmares.
Itachi smirked upon the first signs of tears, this is what he wanted. Submission. Ultimate control and all because of one thing. But why? Why did he want this...? Oh yes, it's fun! And! Sasuke has a sexy body. (Insertdrooling) He snapped out of his thoughts his blank slightly drooling features reframing themselves.

"Erm... (coughcough) What could you do that you haven't before, hm?" He whispered against the quivering lips beneath his. His thrusts now slower and much more steady to prolong his own release, and make this game a little more fun. He twitched his hips trying to hit that special spot, add a little more pleasure and a lot more pain.

He grinned wickedly and awaited his answer, that is if his little sibling had the voice to speak.
Sasuke arched his back, puckered nipples hitting Itachi’s chest and scraping along his skin, causing a lusty moan to vibrate from Sasuke’s abused and sore throat.

“I….Anything….Really….” He pleaded, mewling out to the world Itachi’s name as he hit the ’spot’ again, this time not so fast and hard. He held onto Itachi’s bleeding shoulder for deer sanity, his legs by now wrapped around the older X brothers waist. He could feel the sting of burning tears fall down his face, somehow making his need to cum even worse. He leaned up, the river still flowing on his begging face. If he had cat appendages, the ears would be flat on his skull in submission, his tail down low.

His soft lips brushed Itachi’s throat, tongue delicately licking the pulse point, an act of total submission. He nosed the skin, tears dripping into it. “Just think…All your fantasy’s….come true….” His hand went and overlapped Itachi’s over his hard cock. “Just let me cum, please!”
Itachi was loving this, the soft touches he was now receiving. It was almost heaven in a way, but so much more like sin. He felt a groan escape his lips as those words were spoken, as those lips brushed against his neck, as the body beneath him shuddered and begged.

He didn't want to give the control back just yet, but in a way he knew that if he did the day, or was it now night... he didn't bother to see, would only get better. So with a smirk and one hard directed thrust he released the cock between his fingers stroking harshly as he let his fingers slide off. With a few more hard thrusts his body shot it's seed into the depths of his x brother.

Sasuke gasped out his mind becoming numb once more. He felt his swelled erection let loose almost synched with his elder, except his was just seconds after.

As his cream shot all over Itachi's stomach and chest, Sasuke closed his eyes in total bliss. His mind didn't go back to what he had promised though knowing Itachi, he would soon regret it. His head lolled forward, resting in the hollow on Itachi's neck, breathe gently blowing out onto the sweaty skin.
Itachi's breathing returned to normal after a few minutes, he became more aware of his surroundings and the warm body pressed gently against him. He almost got angry at himself for enjoying the comforting feeling, but decided to let it go and just make sure he was more... eh, inventive with his next game.

"We'll rest, then I get to decide what we do next." Itachi mumbled leaning back. He brought Sasuke’s body with him flat against his chest.

Sasuke was to comfortable, and slightly high off his afterglow, to really care what Itachi said about now. He yawned, happily snuggling into Itachi, body un-stiffening and relaxing into him.

“Mhmm….Sure…” He said blearily to him, nodding his consent. He pulled his arms from around Itachi’s shoulders, so that they wouldn’t get crushed while he slept, and instead curled them up under his own chest. He drew his legs up slightly, and fell into a dazed sleep, body bent and curved the way a kitten does.
Itachi smirked and let his arms sprawl lazily over the warm body. He wondered silently to himself if they would get cold still being wet and all, but let the thought slip away as his eyes shut and his mind drifted off into a rather comfortable sleep.

Kisame was very curious as to why Itachi was taking so long with his brother, the sight he had walked in on had been both strangely arousing and slightly disturbing. He sighed, spitting the thin bone that he had been chewing on, out.

"Woe is me!" He grumbled, crouched upon a tree branch about half a mile away. He had been able to hear them still and had no chance to sleep. But he wasn't about to let Itachi get himself killed in his carelessness, no. No matter what people thought about them they still cared at least a teeny weeny (no pun intended) bit for one another. And Itachi had always been... tolerant of him so, yes he would take the watch.

He sighed deeply before his eyes were distracted by movement. "Now what could that be?" He saw it again. "OH YAY! I was starting to get hungry again." Kisame grinned evilly and ran after the petrified bunny.

Sasuke had nice, pleasant dreams. Probably the only ones he had had in years. He was warm and content, Itachi and his bodies still in the heated waters. He curled even more when a noticeably colder wind blew across his bare, wet thighs. In the end, when he woke up, some hours later, he was on his side, curled up so much that his entire body fit on Itachi’s stomach and chest, his feet hanging unsupported in the air. He was, in contrast to his usual independent and strong self, the picture of fragility and neediness, seeming delicate and in want of protective arms.

Itachi likewise had had... well no dreams at all. Which was better then a bad dream. He had been awake probably 15 or so minutes before Sasuke and had found himself just watching the small boy. He was curled up to him, like when they were younger and there was a storm, before he had massacred their family. He smiled fondly at those memories. They had all ended up being the best nights of sleep in his life, though he had never imagined doing the things he had just done to Sasuke back then.

He stayed calm and quiet when those pretty dark eyes opened and the warm body shivered.

"We should go back to camp. Maybe start a fire. Kisame will have probably caught something to eat for us." Itachi spoke, suddenly and with the intent to spook the boy. These mushy thoughts he was having kinda pissed him off.
Sasuke did jump, although he was so used to people doing that, that it made his reaction calmer. He wouldn’t have jumped at all if it wasn’t for the fact Itachi was right underneath him. He tilted his head back, till he was staring at the older ninja’s chin.

“Why? It’s morning. Why not get up, walk around, stretch our legs?” He said, trying to get Itachi to let him go somewhere other than camp, the bathroom, and to take a bath. He also would like to have all his clothes on around Itachi, for a small change.

Itachi brushed his unruly hair out of his eyes and let out a sigh. He sat up holding Sasuke to his chest and stretched his back enough to get the kinks out.

"I never said we couldn't do that, I just assumed you might have been hungry after all the energy you exerted last night." He smirked. His eyes gazed across the sunlight area and located his and Sasuke’s 'minimal' clothing.
Sasuke humphed, and started to wriggle and struggle in Itachi’s grasp. He didn’t like being held like a girl, even if he had played the part in their latest activity.

“Let me down, Itachi.” He complained, continuing to move and squirm against his captors hold. He arched his back, trying to flip backwards out of his X brothers arms. “Aniki, please!” He asked, somewhat angrily as he continued to arch. He suddenly felt a strong, sharp pain. He flipped forward, his arms wrapping around Itachi, shaking, tears forming at his eyes. He knew then that he wouldn’t be able to walk for the remainder of the day, as his body went limp to reduce the pain.

"He he... foolish boy." Itachi mumbled brushing the cold sweat that had suddenly appeared on Sasuke's forehead. "Don't you know anything? You'll be sore for at least the day if not longer." He refrained from mentioning that was why he was trying to hold himself off.

He stood bringing the other with him and proudly, only in his birthday suit, went to shore and set Sasuke down on the soft green grass. "Now don't run off." He laughed at his own joke and gathered up his clothing as he did he slid them on finishing with his every present... and very dirty cloak. He threw Sasuke's shorts at him and sat waiting for the other to dress... or... whatever he could do with what he had.
Sasuke flushed crimson, for the whatever time. How Itachi got him to blush so often was getting to him. He didn’t like being manipulated so easily….

“Aniki, you jerk.” He whined, as he leaned forward for his shorts. He felt the stab again, and shot up straight. His forehead crinkled, and he tried it again, only to yelp in pain again. He bit his lip. Damn it, he would get those shorts on his own! He made a dive, his hand skimming across the material, but his muscles contracted in pain faster than his fingers, and he missed it. He gave a grunt of anger and dismay.

“Grrr…Damn it all to bloody fuckin’ hell!” He was frustrated. His brother had royally embarrassed him this time. Not able to walk, or even dress himself! How was he gonna get around now? He glared at Itachi. No. Way. In. Hell. He refused to be carried like that a second time. He’d just sit here, until the pain was gone.

"Stubborn little brat, you should mind your manners. Cursing will get you no where." Itachi reprimanded, enjoying the torture. He crawled over to the moping boy, grabbing the material that was his shorts, and lifted him onto his lap.

"Now be a good little Sasuke and cooperate." He whispered in his ear as he helped the skinny legs into the holes of the shorts.
Sasuke glowered, and struggled. He tried to ignore the shiver that went up his spine when Itachi whispered in his ear, and tried to wiggle out of the elders grasp.

“Aniki! Let go, I don’t want help!” He whined slash ordered. He would yelp and curl every time he stretched his battered walls to much, but go right back to struggling when the pain subsided enough. He was to stubborn to sit back and let Itachi baby him yet again. He didn’t notice that he had been calling Itachi Aniki since he woke up, or that he didn’t feel the burning hatred as much. No, it felt more like….old times.

Itachi bopped him on the head. "Quit that, your going to make yourself bleed you dolt." He finished placing the shorts on and sat back to relax for a second.

"And don't whine you'll get wrinkles." He rubbed the bridge of his nose and contemplated what to do next. He could A) Pick him up and have him struggle the whole time. B) Let him heal and hear him whine every time he moved. Or C) Walk away and hear him yell until he had to come back and pick him up...

They all sounded okay... except B. He stood stared at the trees a bit and took a step toward them.” I’m going now... Do you want me to carry you? Or let you stay here to be raped by some disgusting creature who finds your helpless body irresistible?" He asked looking down at Sasuke.
Sasuke turned his head, in a childish way. He snorted. He would have turned around, swiveling on his ass, but it would have hurt to much.

“You do realize, Aniki, that the minute someone with that intent came within five feet of me, you’d come running in and kill them cause of your delusion that you own me, or whatever. Does it look like I got a collar and dog ears or something? You don’t own me. Perv.” He ranted to him.

Itachi looked thoughtful at that sentence. He supposed that yes, if that happened he would slaughter the fool that even attempted it. Now the collar idea... that was a good one no one would look twice at Sasuke if they saw his markings on him.

He smirked quite evilly. "I should talk to Kisame about that..."
Sasuke turned his head back to his Aniki in curiosity. What was he talking about, talking to Kisame? Why would he need to talk to the fish guy?

“What are you talking about, Aniki? Talk about what?” He asked, an innocent puzzlement on his features. He tried to cross his legs underneath him, but found his sore throat giving a yelp as pain once again shot threw him. His spine straightened like a ruler, and a thin film of sweat appeared on his chest, making his nipples go pert in contrast to the cool air.

Itachi stumbled a little when all that seemed to happen, he stared down into the flushed face and had to stop himself. It's not like he cared or anything... he just didn't want to... get more blood all over himself, yep that was exactly it.

"Stop being a dolt." He grumbled going back to his previous pace. "You'll find out soon enough."
Sasuke cracked one eye open, glaring at his brother retreating back, in sullen, pained silence. He panted, and tried to make himself relax. He felt the tender soreness, and he grumbled in agitation.

“Why you. I hope someone shows up and kidnaps me, just to spite you!” He calls out. He grumpily tried to lay back, and realized it would hurt to much, and grumbled even more. At that thought, he suddenly remembered how he got here in the first place. Naruto! Where were those people anyway? He must have been gone for at least a noticeable amount of hours now, shouldn’t there be search parties?

"Wait here sweetheart, I'll be back in a bit." He called out knowing the nickname would make him mad.

Itachi left keeping an ear open just incase Sasuke did scream out for his help... or not. Any disturbance would make him run back. He needed to talk to Kisame though and he would have taken Sasuke but he knew if he did Sasuke would only complain the whole time, and he didn't feel like dealing with that.

"Kisame!" He called out when he was quite a ways away. The latter appeared suddenly and would have made Itachi jump if he was not used to it.

"Yes?" Kisame asked holding the frail remains of some poor creature in his hands.

"I need two change of cloths... and a collar." Itachi smirked. Kisame looked at him curiously but decided not to question it he left. It would be about a half hour till he returned so Itachi sat and waited. The minutes went by faster then he had thought they would during the time he had thought of what he should do with Sasuke. Letting him go was out of the question... someone would come for him soon. He was trying to think of a way to get Sasuke to despise his very face again when Kisame showed up with what he asked for.

"I assumed one was for, Sasuke." He said handing the clothing over one set smaller then the other. Two trademark cloaks two pairs of pants and shirts. He nodded and left to go back to Sasuke.

When he returned he threw the clothing on the ground next to Sasuke and ignored him as he changed.
Sasuke sat, getting more and more bored as the seconds slowly trickled away, as slow as thick, thick molasses. He started to count leaves in the trees around him, but found that boring. He looked down and counted grass. Boring. He picked the grass, infused chakra so that it was sharp and strong as a needle, and sliced threw some lazily flying flies and bees, the occasional butterfly.

“Still….bored….”He said. He wished he could flop down onto the ground, into the grass and twigs, but he angrily knew he wouldn’t be able to.

As he sat in the sun slash shade, he heard Itachi coming. He sighed, half wishing Itachi would have just abandoned him, half happy that he returned for him. He was about to snipe at him, but then his older brother started to change in front of him. He flushed, and looked down at his clothes. His eyes widened when he saw the cloak.

“Is…That…The Akatsuki cloak?!” He asked, eyes scanning the red clouded black material.

"What else would it be..." He looked over at Sasuke. "Ah, don't worry it doesn't mean anything just another layer that Kisame thought you might like."

He quickly threw his own on and did the front up. "Come on hurry up, or do you need some more help?" He asked and moved a little closer sitting beside the slightly flushed boy.
Sasuke raised a brow at him, and started to reach for the bit of clothing, to examine it further, when he remembered what would happen. Grudgingly, he sat back, turning his head away.

“I might need help….And why would that fish cake think I would want to look anymore like you, Aniki?” He
said bitterly. His lips were set into a snobbish pout.

Itachi smirked and brought the lithe body onto his lap. He gently helped the legs into the pants. "I really don't know... you'll have to ask him. That is if he even bothers answering you. And don't call him names I can't always control what he 'eats' out of anger you know."

"Arms up." He lifted the shirt up and over before he was fully ready. When the shirt was on he secretly lifted the nice black collar with red stitching through it. Placing a chaste kiss on his neck he crept the piece of leather up and placed it upon the pale white flesh then quickly put it in place and sat back.

"Mm, suits you."
Sasuke wasn’t sure what Itachi had been doing when he was messing with the collar of his shirt, then he felt the coolness of the leather, and his eyes grew round in shock.

“What the?! Aniki! Why you sick old perv?!” He said, his fingers going up to the black collar, and trying to wrap around it and pull it off. He found that it wouldn’t loosen enough to come off, and no matter how much he tugged it looked like it wouldn’t brake with his weakened muscles behind the pull.

“How the hell did you tie this thing? Take it off! Take it off me!” He said desperately, tugging at it the way a cat or dog that doesn’t like collars does. He wouldn’t have minded it if he had decided to put it on, but it was the fact was his horndog brother had tricked him into wearing it. He knitted his brows, keeping an eye on his Aniki, imagining being dragged around by a leash if he so much as glanced away from him.

“I think it looks 'cute." Itachi smirked and petted Sasuke's hair in a way you would a pet. His smirk widened when he imagined all the things he could do with that collar. "He he..."

"Don't you like it?" He asked attempting to pout but only making himself look more perverted.
“Cute? Why would I want to look cute? And don’t collars make people look cool, or sexy? I thought it was collar, plus ears and tail that make you ‘cute’?!” He said, not liking that fuzzy word being directed at him, and quite stupidly trying to divert his brother from using the term.

He continued to paw at the collar, but found his arms getting tired. He hadn’t realized how little he had eaten, and how little he had actually rested compared to how much he had…. ‘Exercised’. No wonder he wasn’t able to walk. For one, this experience was rougher than the others, and he had already been slightly hurt, though it wasn’t very noticeable to him who was used to pain, and he was already tired.

Sasuke shuddered, as his arms slowly lost their strength to tug at the collar. Now he really was alone, defenseless, and with Itachi…
Itachi remained silent letting his brother tire himself out by ranting. That's what he wanted. "Are you tired, Sasuke?" He let the name roll off his tongue as if it were the most sexual word you could say.

"You really do need more practice if you get so down by just a small sack session." He continued to run his fingers through the soft strands of hair, slowly letting his hand travel to an equally soft and warm cheek.
Sasuke tried to move his head away, but again pain shot threw him. He then opted to tilt his head, hair falling across his eyes and chin, leaving his neck in the open. He continued to defend what was left of his dignity, though his weak and tired state was even prominent in his voice and tone.

“More practice? For one, I never considered myself gay, I was a virgin until you took that from me, and we had sex twice in a row, with me masturbating and sucking you off before going at it again! That’s just a little tiring, wouldn’t you say? Not to mention I’ve hardly eaten or rested…How many times have you done me now? Like, 3 in less than half a day?” He said, voice slowly growing higher and higher, partly from embarrassment, partly because…

“No! I’m losing my voice!” he said, coughing as his throat hurt, voice now slightly scratchy.
Itachi let his fingers slide down to the bare throat to stroke the strained muscles. "I'm... " He stopped himself. Had he just about said sorry? No... never. He stroked the tender skin and watched Sasuke's body move.

"I told you you'd be hungry." He finally said. "And it's only logical... you did scream a lot." He hadn't realized they had done it that much and the thought alone tired him out. Though he didn't mind it had been loads of fun.

"We'll go back to the main camp and I'll have Kisame catch us something to eat."
Sasuke cocked his head back in Itachi’s direction. His eyes scrutinized his Aniki, wary but also wondering at the first sentence.

“Your what? And, I wouldn’t have screamed if it weren’t for someone Do-”His voice gave out there, before he could finish, and all that came out was a raspy gurgle sound. His eyes rounded, large and almost chibi. He tried to speak again, and nothing but the sand paper scratchiness was produced. He swallowed, Adams apple running over Itachi’s palm. He looked up at Itachi, lips moving with no sound, trying to convey his distress.
Itachi sighed, sweet silence and thankfully he didn't have to answer that question... He really wasn't sure where he was going, he had spoken before he could think. Thankfully nothing really slipped out. He slid his fingers over the slightly chapped lips.

"You'll hurt yourself worse if you keep talking. Kisame probably has some weird remedy for that too." He stared at the face beneath his hand, the distress. He didn't really like it. "You'll be fine soon, don't worry so much."
Sasuke glowered. He shook his head, locks moving back and forth in front of his face. He would not take anything fishy made as ‘medicine’. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, pouting.

He shivered, and noticed that Itachi had never put the cloak on him. He looked at it, a symbol of evil in his eyes. But it looked so warm…And inviting…and soft…No! he closed his eyes from it, not wanting to take it, hugging himself to keep warm. He wouldn’t stoop to wearing that.
Itachi picked the forgotten or purposefully ignored, cloak up and threw it around Sasuke’s shoulders. “Weather you want to wear it or not I don’t really care. You will wear it.” He said firmly, leaving no room for argument. He stood bringing the small body up with him without any trouble at all.

“You really do need to eat more you don’t weigh more then a feather I swear.” He muttered as he started back toward camp. Hoping that Kisame would already have food and other necessities ready for when they got there.
He opened his mouth to argue, and his lips moved forming words. But all that came out was the strangled gurgles and rasps as before. He tried to growl, and found that even that noise was drowned into a raspy death note of what it once was. He had the urge to fist his hands and pound them into something, like a kid in a tantrum.

‘God dammit!’ He thought to himself. He ruefully picked at his new cloak, glaring irritably at the red clouds. He swallowed, trying to swallow the soreness away and gain back the power of speech. His throat flexed and bobbed, pressing into the collar, bringing his mind back to it. He suddenly brought his hands up to it, and tugged stubbornly at it, elbow’s nearly smacking Itachi in the chest as he struggled with the accessory.

He glared at Itachi, pointing to the collar, and opening his mouth in the form of a snarl, though no sound came out. He continued squirming and struggling, until a loud gurgle came from his little fed stomach. He flushed, and would have squeaked, lacing his arms over the spot in embarrassment. His bangs shadowed his flushed cheeks, hiding his eyes.
Itachi ignored the irritated glare and continued making his way through the forest. He sighed deeply and tried to avoid a confrontation or anything that could lead to one. Seriously he was a little cranky. Limited sleep and barely any food can do that to you, especially when you ‘exercise’ so much.

He looked down, his steps faltering just slightly at the loud sound of hunger. He couldn’t stop the smile from gracing his lips and he shook his head. “Hungry, eh? I can only imagine why… well actually I can defiantly imagine it I lived most of it…” He drawled and chuckled at his own choice of words. “Kisame probably has something for us.”
Sasuke thought on actually eating food made by the fish. He shook his head, glaring resolutely at his elder. He opened his mouth to speak, and remembered that nothing would come out. His fists curled, and he crossed his arms, pouting angrily. No matter the case, he was not eating anything handed to him by that walking fish stick!

‘So here I am, once again in his arms, once again after having done it with him. And, also once again, I find I can’t get out of his arms. Joy oh joy, what trouble are you in this time Sasuke?’ He thought crankily. He could almost feel the dark circles under his eyes, having had many cases of insomnia before he even met Itachi, thinking on what to do now that Naruto was so strong. Couple that with how little he had eaten and slept lately, and he was bone tired and painfully hungry. Also thirsty. He reached up, tapping Itachi on the neck, making the hand gesture for drinking out of a glass, and pointing to his throat, trying to convey his thirst to the older male.