Hierarchy

Sasuke made his way exhaustedly up to his brother’s room, knocking lightly on the wide oak doors. It took only a moment before he heard his brother offer him permission to enter, and he did so, pushing open the heavy doors and closing them behind him, “I’m finished with him, Aniki.” He said softly.

Nodding a little, Itachi gestured his brother further into the room, and pushed away from his desk, “Have you washed your hands and anything else the trash might have touched?” He asked curtly.

It took a little bit of effort for Sasuke to bite back the almost instinctual urge to insist his brother not refer to Naruto that way, before he nodded, “I didn’t let him touch me,” He said slowly.

Itachi rose from his seat, walking over to where his brother was standing, ever the submissive child, “Good boy,” He drawled smoothly, the fabric of his silk robe trailing on the floor, caressing his skin lightly as he lifted a hand to cup his brother’s cheek.

Sasuke swallowed hard, tilting his head into the older man’s hand. This was a nightly ritual for him, and he could barely remember life without spending his evenings touching and being touched by his older brother, “Yes Aniki…” He whispered, basking in the praise.

Stroking the younger boy’s cheek lightly with his thumb, Itachi stepped closer, just barely a head taller than the other, “Then give Aniki a kiss, hm?” He murmured his head low enough so that it shouldn’t be a problem.

Standing on his tiptoes, Sasuke leaned up, clutching his brother’s silk robe as he pressed his lips against Itachi’s, “M-mm…”

Itachi allowed his brother to control the kiss a moment before one strong arm wrapped around the boy, lifting him up and carrying him to the large four poster bed, tilting his head to deepen the kiss.

In Sasuke’s opinion, there was nothing more comforting to him than his brother’s hands, lips… anything touching him. A lot of the time… it was the only thing he lived for.

Itachi shifted so that he was laying over his brother, dark eyes open as he broke their kiss, licking his lips as he watched him, “Take off your clothes,” He murmured, “You should have remembered before you came, Otouto,” He reminded the boy.

Pale cheeks coloured slightly, and he nodded, unbuttoning his shirt, and slipping it off of his shoulders, making quick work of his pants, very aware that his brother was watching every movement, “I’m sorry Aniki,” He whispered, shame written on his face, “I’m sorry I forgot…”

Shaking his head a little, Itachi let one hand move over his brother’s now naked body, enjoying the feel of pale, soft skin beneath his fingertips, “You’ll remember from now on, right?” He asked, more of a statement than a question.

Nodding quickly, Sasuke blinked up at his brother with eyes that were wide, and expression he knew was reminiscent of his childhood. Something that usually aroused his brother, and made him forget everything but his need to possess the younger boy.

A strange look came over Itachi, and he shrugged off his robe, his body naked and looming over Sasuke’s, “Did you remember to bring your lubricant this time?”

Sasuke nodded. He’d learned from the previous evening that if he forgot it then he was just going to have to do without. “Yes, Aniki, I brought it.”

Nodding slowly, Itachi pulled back from his brother, fingers lingering on the boy’s body just one more moment, “Good boy, you know what I want you to do.”

Sasuke flushed very lightly, and sat up, covering himself almost shyly, remembering to maintain the façade of naïvety and innocence, “O-okay, Aniki…” He whispered, opening his legs very slowly as he reached for his lubricant, smearing it over two fingers, “I’m gonna do it now…”

Watching intently, Itachi nodded, fingers moving down to trail up and down his own length slowly, lessening the pressure building there as he watched.

Sasuke let his cheeks pinken a little more as he lowered his lubricated fingers down to his entrance, pushing one inside very slowly, “A-aa… Aniki!” He gasped loudly, arching into his own touch, his eyes half lidded as he focussed on watching his older brother, his finger moving slowly in and out of himself, “Want Aniki…” He whispered, “I want to feel aniki inside of me… just like this…”

Itachi swallowed hard, fingers wrapping around his own length now, stroking slowly, hot arousal causing his own pale skin to flush lightly as he watched small, pale fingers move in and out of Sasuke.

Lifting himself just a little, Sasuke pushed a second finger inside of himself, legs opening wider to give Itachi a better view as he fingered himself, his length hard and pressing lightly against his abdomen, “A-aniki… you’re so big and hard,” He whispered. “It’s gonna make me so full…” He knew exactly what Itachi needed to hear, and was rewarded with a soft moan as he pushed down with a little enthusiasm onto his own fingers, “I want you so bad, Aniki, need you inside of me… need you to be a part of me, and to fill me all the way up…”

Itachi groaned again, shifting a little closer to Sasuke, his hand now just holding his length tightly in his hand instead of stroking.

Sasuke’s head tilted back a little, cheeks pink and lips parted as a third finger pushed inside of him, “I need you right now, Aniki… can’t wait anymore…”

Itachi nodded, moving in closer to his brother, “That’s a good, good boy, Otouto, lay down and open your legs real wide for your aniki…”

Sasuke nodded, feigning nervousness as he lay down, legs spread open for Itachi who moved in closer, arms lifting Sasuke’s legs into the air, holding them wide as he waited for the boy to pull his fingers out before pressing his length at his brother’s entrance, “Are you ready, Otouto?” He murmured.

Sasuke nodded, looking up at his older brother with wide, dark, adoring eyes, “Please Aniki, please put it inside of me…” He whispered, his whole body tensing for a moment as a strange flash of excited blue eyes filled his vision. “Please do it…” He insisted, urging the thought away, irritated that the blond was affecting even this part of his life.

Shuddering, Itachi nodded, sliding inside of his brother in one even movement, a jolt of pleasure moving through him.

A slight thrill of discomfort moved through Sasuke, but he ignored it as he arched closer to his brother, “Yes, aniki, it feels so good…”

Nodding slowly, Itachi began to move, pulling out of the child beneath him in order to shove back inside as hard as he could, building up a rhythm, enjoying the way Sasuke undulated beneath him, whimpering, “Please… please aniki, do it harder… I love it aniki… love aniki….”

Moving the way his brother was begging him to, Itachi felt his orgasm burning inside of him, building, becoming stronger and stronger as he moved closer to completion.

Sasuke wanted to feel his brother come inside of him, wanted to witness that moment right before the older man’s orgasm where all of the pretence and the mask were both washed away, and all that was there was pure emotion. Pure ecstasy. That’s what he wanted. Not the strange happiness of that proud smile Naruto made when he managed to answer the last question all by himself… so why couldn’t he brush it aside?

Itachi groaned as he pushed in, pleased when he heard a sharp cry that meant he’d managed to hit that spot inside of his brother, and he angled for it now, so close to completion himself.

Sasuke was groaning and panting and whimpering as he lowered one hand and wrapped it around his own length, stroking himself faster, eager for his own orgasm, “Please Aniki… ‘m so close… I just need to feel you fill me up… please…” HE begged.

The sound of the plea leaving his brother’s lips pushed him over the edge, and Itachi grunted, holding tight to Sasuke’s waist as he came hard, spilling inside of his brother, “N-nn… Sasuke…” But it wasn’t Itachi’s voice that Sasuke heard…

Sasuke managed to push thoughts of Naruto aside as he watched Itachi’s face, the heat he’d been feeling intensifying ten fold at the sensation of being filled so completely, and he stroked himself a few more times before he managed to come as well, spilling himself over his own hand, and smearing a little against his older brother’s abdomen, “Aniki…!!”

Itachi watched as his brother came down from his orgasm, the mask of the child Sasuke had once been slipping for a moment. In that moment, Itachi pulled out of the younger boy, offering him his robe, and turning back towards his desk, “You’re a very good boy, Sasuke,” He praised, “You may have a snack and finish your homework now.”

Sasuke nodded, covering himself up, and bowing lightly towards his brother, “Yes, Aniki, thank you…” He whispered, moving towards the door, trying to shake the strange thoughts of Naruto away from him. The idiot was taking over his life after only four hours. And now… now he was about ninety percent sure that he wasn’t going to be able to do his homework tonight. Between Itachi and Naruto… he had his hands full.