Sweet and innocent

GOD I HATE WRITER'S BLOCK!!! SO DAMN ANNOYING!! sorry about the delay, but I haven't been able to focus on my writing lately, for some reason...

Touchtheskies: Well, I've always thought that strong, cold type of guy makes a better Uke than seme, really... even if Itachi brakes any expectations, and I find him to be quite versatile. He's such a hot seme! Also, I've also found that to be a little pointless, the 'lets' bang' thing... I know I did it with Kakashi and Itachi, but it was stated that they have a ship, weird as the relationship is.... Hope you like this chappie, sweety, and it's always flattering to know one's got a faithful reader... *smooches*

Kriscat: *blushing while twidling fingers* well, I don't know... I guess I do, don't I?? I promise to look into my dictionary, find some synonimons later...

Mr. Shini: I can't really answer your question about Itachi and Kakashi, cause then it'll take the surprise away, but its pretty obvious I'm going for more Itachi/Naruto/Sasuke encounters, wheather they're all together or separetely.

Verakum: O_O >_< O_O................ mhm..... well..... I just.... *blushing furiously, looking at anywhere but the screen* I never thought..... I just wrote, I.... I really did that?? As in, my writting?? *stammering while pushing index fingers like Hinata* Well, I'm... I'm flattered, I guess.... a little shocked too.... I-- I-- I.... Was it really that good??

Rhianna Midori: so do I, sweety, so do I….

Foxshadow: thankies, love!! This has got to be one of the most flattering reviews I’ve ever read…

Kiki: Continuation in order, ma’an!!


NONE OF ITS MINE!!!! (unfortunately )

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Itachi woke up slowly, like one would after a deep, but short dream, feeling like you're still clinging to unconciousness, but inevitably walking into conciousness anyway. His body felt heavy, his ass felt unexplicably empty, and just a little sore, and he could feel Kakashi's semen under his cheeks, having moved out of his anus while he was out. His ninja skills, even if not functioning completely, told him he was still on the kitchen, his ass was on the cold floor, contrasting with his hot ass, making it more sensitive to Kakashi's ceramics. He felt something hard, yet somehow also soft behind, and after a second of wondering, he knew it was Kakashi's chest, the soft skin against his back, and the hardness was the trained muscles under said skin.

Then, something prickly, that made his nerves go lax, his muscles relax, and completely lean into Kakashi's warmth again: Kakashi was playing with his hair, the hand twisting in his curls, nails scratching his scalp lightly, fingertips massaging his temples. Itachi closed his eyes, welcoming the caress more gladly than he would normally had.

"Welcome back, Itachi" Kakashi soflty said, just when Itachi was about to drift off to sleep again. Itachi felt mildly annoyed at having his peace interrupted, but the hands kept moving, making him relax, soothing out all his thoughts. Itachi moved his head a little, resting it completely on Kakashi's right shoulder.

"How long was I..."

"About five minutes" Kakashi answered, his right hand moving, to touch Itachi's knees with his fingertips, a feathery caress, more tickly than exciting, but on Itachi's sensitive skin, was just as teasing. "that was fantastic"

"mhm... best sex we've ever had, I think" Itachi answered the caress on his knees by lightly touching Kakashi's knees, while looking at his pale hand going up and down the silver-haired ANBU's shin.

"You think?! I'm sure of it!" Itachi laughed, then moved his head, vaguely dissapointed to move away from the light touch on his hairm and placed a soft kiss on Kakashi's neck. Kakashi leaned into the kiss, letting the raven kiss him, but Itachi could tell his mismatched eyes were away and hollow, as though he wasn't really even feeling the soft kisses. "Not that I'm complaining, but... Would you like to tell me what made you want to come here and have me ravish you the way I did?"

The quiet atmosphere broke. Itachi stiffened considerably, still laying against Kakashi, but not in the same relaxed matter of a few moments ago. Kakashi knew he had blown up the moment, but he just wanted to know, wanted to understand the young ninja better, try and reach his system, overall understand that mistery named Uchiha Itachi, if only to try and get Itachi out of his system in some other way.

Itachi moved to get up, but Kakashi held him, keeping the younger ANBU against his body.

"Listen, Itachi..." He started, his arm tight and secure around Itachi's waist, not letting him move an inch. "It's just a question. A 'sorrry Kakashi, I don't want to talk about it' would do just fine. You don't have to go"

Itachi frowned, glaring at the floor between their legs, digesting the words. He knew he was being unfair to Kakashi, that ever since this liasion between begun, Itachi had been the one calling the shots, going to Kakashi whenever he felt like it, leaving shortly after the sex, not getting at the least emotionally attached with the man. But Kakashi'd been happy about it, had many times said it was like having most of the good parts of a relationship without the boundaries of having a relationship, even letting Itachi know the silver-haired ANBU has had other lovers aside from him.

Itachi sighed, his mind thinking of the words to get Kakashi off his back, while a certain pull on his stomach made him want to console the older man. Kakashi had been nothing but extraordinary to him, a fanfastic lover, Itachi's first to be exact, a helping hand when Itachi needed one, a friend and guide also, without Itachi needing to ask, while the raven had barely given Kakashi anything but heated, stolen nights and moments, appointed by Itachi himself, all of which he started and ended.

"I don't wat to talk about it, Kakashi" He softly said, leaning back against the older man, noticing the changes: when five minutes ago, Kakashi seemed relaxed and eager to touch him, those hands warm and tickly, now the older man seemed distant, and his hands were litle crystals on his skin, cold and prickly, hurting Itachi's state of mind.

"Alrgiht, then, Itachi. Maybe some other time" The tone in which Kakashi said it, Itachi knew this conversation was officially over, and that it would never be brought out again by Kakashi, even if the silver-haired was dying to bring back the subject out. Just another little sacrifice Kakashi was willing to make for him.

"Kakashi..."

"I know what we have, Itachi. I've known it since we started it. I know it's just sex, that you come to me whenever you want to, and I would go to you when I want to, and I was glad with that; we both have the good part of a relationship, excluding the opression that comes with a relationship." Kakashi interrupted, resuming the light touches of Itachi's hair. This time, Itachi noticed, the fingers were warm and adoring, relaxing him once more. "For a while there, I guess I just wondered how you really are... you know, get to know a little more of the person whose ass I so blissfully pound into?"

"Is that what you want now??" The fingers froze, the touching stopped. Kakashi knew this was the culminating point, that part of a conversation that would decide where everything would lead to, either to where Kakashi wanted it to go, or a completely different place. He could say the truth, and be at Itachi's mercy, or speak a conforting lie, and live just a little longer to tell the tale.

"I don't know what I want." Kakashi truthfully said, resuming the touching of the younger boy's knees, his voice filled with wostful thinking and a little longin, Itachi noticed. "I'm so used to this... this is the most comfortable I've been in any relationship, maybe because we don't have one?"

"Probably" Itachi answered right away, somehow feeling pretty much the same way as Kakashi. He understood the meaning behind the words. It was pretty simple really: they were both shinobi's, ANBUs actually, they knew that every mission was putting their lifes on the life, that sometimes emotions would only get in the way of their work. Therefore, having this level of sentimental detachment, and at the same time having someone who could understand their situation, was the most logical way to act.

"But then, like I said, I've been wondering about your life, more over now that you're all alone, not coming to me as often as you did, taking care of Sasuke, and now the Kyuubi vessel doesn't seem to come out of your house, also taking on misisons, I found myself concerned that you were dealing with too much at the same time. Its not love, I'm sure of that, so please relax. I'm not proposing or anything"

Itachi laughed, part of his previous reservations melting from his posture. Kakashi smiled, relived to acknowledge he at least knew this much about Uchiha Itachi.

"Gave me a fright there" Itachi joked, slapping Kakashi's knee playfully.

"Please... I'm too old and ninja raised to harbor such illusion. You're the hormonal teenager here" to underline the words, Kakashi poked Itachi's temple as he spoke. "Does it bother you? knowing you've got a helping hand here, and not just a cock up your ass?"

"Are you proposing??"

"No, Itachi... you're too fucking stuck up"

"Then, I don't"

"Great!! Now, let's move on to more fun fun things..." Kakashi's hand went around Itachi's waist, to grab a shameless hold of his cock, slowly awakening it. "this door I told you about, the one to my room??"

"Let's brake it down" Itachi groaned, his hips thrusting into Kakashi's skillfull hand.

"Oh, yeah..." Kakashi gave Itachi a luscious kiss, passionate and sexy, that made Itachi moan and go a little lax. Gods, Kakashi was too fucking good at all he did. It was like the older man just knew what to do, where to touch, what to say to Itachi to make him squirm sometimes...

"Kakashi..." Said man's fingers entered Itachi's hole, three of them at once, tugging and pulling, going in and out. Itachi whimpered, his ass was still a little sore and sensitive, so those fingers were the sweetest torture Itachi had ever met.

"Mhm??"

"Sorry about giving you a cold on our last mission" Their eyes met, lust covering, but Kakashi's mismatched eyes bore into Itachi's midnihgt black eyes, seing the honesty hidden there, behind all the heat and hunger. Kakashi gave a weary smile, an evil gling in his eyes. Itachi nearly gulped, knowing he was in Kakashi's payback zone now.

"You shouldn't be... I'm just about to turn your back purple by slamming it against my door" Itachi's mind swayed. This would be another fuck to remember.


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"Aniki...." Sasuke's timid voice interrupted his reading. Itachi looked up, to look at his little brother, letting Sasuke know he had Itachi's attention. The boy was fearfully gripping the doorframe, his little face in an expression of fear and doubt. The sky brightened, the darkness of the night surrendering to the strong ligthing that flew over it, then came the thunder. Sasuke gave a little jump, looking frightengly at the window.

"Please, Aniki... can I stay here tonight?" Sasuke shyly said, his eyes pleading and begging, the beautiful face white with terror, his body showing so much apprehension, and just the tiniest bit of shame. Itachi knew it took a lot for Sasuke to do this, to admit he was scared of anything, and every time he did, Sasuke looked so adorable, so vulnerable and trusting, like a little puppy with its tail between his legs, injecting mercy in you with that run down sad puppy look.

Itachi could see that same look, asking to fuck harder, to take him rougher, sweeter, deeper. Gods, he had no idea Sasuke could turn him on so much.

"Why tonight?? It's been a while since you were last scared of a storm" Itachi asked, trying to control his urges to take the boy into his arms, and effectively not let him go. Also, he was a little scared Sasuke would notice the bruise on his lower back, and having to explain it, for it had the shape of hands all over it. Kakashi had stuck to his word and given him quite a rough sex session, not that Itachi complained.

"Cause... Lately, Naruto's been with me, so I don't get scared, but he's at his place now, Aniki" Such urge, such entinicing plead in that voice. Itachi was sure he had already lost this battle, all he needed to do now was find the way to somehow survive the night.

"Alright, Sasuke." The boy beamed, a bright smile on his face, and he quickly ran to Itachi's bed, inmediately going under the covers. "But this is the last time. You're nine, it's about time you grow out of this fear of lightning, Sasuke" Itachi firmly stated, looking at his sweet Otouto's face. Sasuke nodded, but it was a shy, unsure nod, and Itachi knew his words fell on deaf ears.

"Aniki..."

"Mhm?"

"Are you ever scared of storms or anything?" Just as he said this, a lighting thundered down the sky, enlightining it, making Itachi see Sasuke's face change, from trusting to a little frightened, and he felt his sweet Otouto's hands grasping his shirt, the little body moving close to his, testing his self control.

"The truth?" Itachi softly started, touching Sasuke's soft locks in a conforting gesture. "I was dead scared of you, Otouto."

/Still am, to some point.... I'm petrified of damaging you, of seing your face in pain because of me, of you turning away from me/ Sasuke looked at his eyes startled, not believing his words, even the thunder outside couldn't distract Sasuke from his astonishment.

"Me?? Why??" He soflt asked, moving closer to Itachi, trying to get a good look at his Aniki's face, which was partly hidden by the darkness of the room.

"When you were a newborn, I was barely seven, Otouto. I was very excited to have a little brother, specially one as cute as you." A soft smile here, as he looked at Sasuke, who returned the smile with a bright, sweet one of his own, obviously flattered by the words. "Whenever I was home, I was always asking Kaasan to carry you, to take care of you, to give you the bottle. But she wouldn't let me, said I was too young to handle a newborn like you."

"No way! I'm sure she was wrong, Aniki!" Sasuke quickly commented, that bright, trusting smile on his face. Itachi sighed, and threw an arm over his little brother's shoulders, who quickly acommotated to the caress, resting his small head on Itachi's shoulder. A lighting brightened the sky again, but Sasuke was so entralled staring at his brother, the nine year old barely noticed it.

"I thought so too, Otouto. That's why, one day, while she was in the kitchen, I took you in my arms, and carried you for a bit. You smiled like you had won a million yen, and I thought taking care of you wasn't so hard... but you were a new born, and I didn't hold your back, your little bones weren't used to take the weight of your body, and your big head" A glare here, from the nine year old in his arm while Itachi smiled. "and for one moment, your body fell back. Mom entered that moment, and saw it." To Sasuke's amazement, his big brother's voice started to brake, and he saw the usually cool black eyes shine with emotion. "I swear, I saw your back braking, and held you just in time, while mom started yelling at me. It was the only time I got scolded by her... I spent two whole months completely refusing to touch you"

"Why??...." Sasuke asked, in a small, awed voice.

"Because... I felt like I couldn't take care of you, as if I would brake you someway. You were so fragile, Otouto. The first four months of your life you always had a flu or an intestinal illness, while I had failed in something as basic as carrying you. I was scared that instead of taking good care of you, I would end up hurting you."

Thunders rang throughout the village, but neither Uchiha was giving much mind to it, each one of them lost in their own thoughts, Sasuke blushing lightly at Itachi's confession, amazed he could weight so much in Itachi's mind. Itachi, thinking of how nicely Sasuke's soft hair felt between his hair, how the willowy frame fit into his arm, and how teasing and sweet Sasuke's little hand felt toying with a button of his pijama.

Sasuke sat on the bed, his face solemn and quiet, looking at Itachi in a way the older Uchiha had never seen in his little brother before: the nine year old had an intense gaze, filled with certainty and calmness, but also soft and conforting. For a moment, Itachi felt like their places had been reversed, and he was the nine year old under the gaze of a young adult.

Sasuke reached out to Itachi, touching his hair softly, the ghost of a smile toying his full, pink lips. Itachi's breathing stumbled, then quickened, when he felt the soft caress, how Sasuke looked at him, such a mature, intense gaze that almost hid Sasuke's innate innocence. He wanted to reach out for Sasuke, test this new side of his, compare them, know which was more fulfilling.

"That's so silly, Aniki... you could never brake me." Sasuke's face broke into a grin. "Even if you wanted to"

Sasuke's words made Itachi's inside burn even more so than the soft hand on his hair, or the heat of Sasuke's body next to him. Then, the boy moved down, and it was almost as if in slow motion that their faces came close, and Sasuke placed the softest of kisses on Itachi's left cheek, so dangerously close to his mouth, a sweet kiss that ignited Itachi from the inside out. It took all he had not to grab the little head, and engulf the soft mouth in a most passionate, forbidden kiss.

"Goodnight, Aniki." Sasuke said in the middle of a yawn, cuddling up to Itachi, his small head on the older raven's shoulder, his hand grasping Itachi's pijama, his leg thrown over Itachi's taut abdomen. "I love you, 'Tachi"

Itachi smiled. From the moment Sasuke started speaking, until he was three, he had been nicked 'Tachi' by toddler Sasuke, and it seemed his Otouto adquired that soft, uncomplete vocabulary little babies had when he was about to fall sleep. Risking falling into temptation, Itachi set a soft kiss on his little brother's forehead, his hand holding the small waist, skillfully moving down to the hip, touching and teasing.

"I love you too, Otouto" Sasuke smiled, then giggled.

"'Tachi, that tickles" he sleepily said, the midnight eyes coming slowly awake by the strong hand moving over his hip and bum soflty. "I bet you wouldn't like it if I tickled you like that"

"You can tickle me and find out, Otouto" Itachi challenged, his body aching to have the little hands roaming over his body, looking for sensitive places, unknowingly feeding this overwhelming hunger he felt for Sasuke.

"No fair... I know you're not ticklish" Sasuke answered with a pout, looking at Itachi with just the tiniest bit of annoyance at being taunted by him once again. Itachi chuckled, enchanted by Sasuke's cuteness.

"Go to sleep, then. Goodnight"

Sasuke promptly fell asleep, cuddled up next to his brother, unaware of Itachi's hungry eyes on him, of the soft way his Aniki's hands touched him for hours, how Itachi's skillful hands undressed him, how Itachi's eyes roamed over his semi naked young body, taking each inch of his body, caressing it, before the young man stopped for a while, unable to stand the tension no longer, while the young boy peacefully slept next to him. Sasuke was vaguely aware, though, of a soft kiss on his mouth, and a warm feeling in his bum, but he quickly dismissed it as a dream the next day.

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The days went by painfully slow for Itachi after that thunderstorm. It was like his emotions had gone under a magnifying glass, and now they were trying to eat him up alive, he was so desperate. He could still feel Sasuke's lithe body next to him on his bed, he could still see the pale body, the rosy nipples, smell that soft, intoxicating fragance of his brother's, feel those pink, soft lips dangerously close to his mouth, the little hands grasping his chest, Sasuke's legs draped over his stomach, and his young crotch nestled against Itachi's pelvis.

Itachi had dreamt of his sweet Otouto every god damned night after that. He felt like he was a time bomb, every waking second all he thought was Sasuke, and when he wasn't thinking about fucking his baby brother into oblivion, then he was thinking about fucking Naruto into oblivion, and when he wasn't thinking about fuckin neither Sasuke nor Naruto, he was actually fucking Kakashi... which was a relief in itself, what with the other man's seemly endless stamina and bottomless sexual apetite. It had been the most frustrating, and there by ironically sex filled three weeks of his life. All of it added to the fact that the Third had yet to reach him about the guardianship issue, Itachi felt like he would explode at the slighest stimulation.

With a sigh, Itachi stood from his bed, certain he would not get any sleep anytime soon, so he should probably put the insomnia to a good use and train a little. /no... better to just meditate./ He decided, while putting on his pants, though he didn't bother to put something on his upper body. He stopped just a moment to see a little black book on his nightstand, whose soul presence seemed to accuse Itachi of anything dirty you could possibly think of. It was an erotic book, about a man who loved, loved, loved little boys with cute faces and even cuter asses and cocks. Itachi suddenly realized he was turning into a bookworm pervet!!

/Maybe I should stop hanging out with Kakashi/ But Itachi knew that any attempt he could make to achieve that was futile. For the past month, since that one reconciliation of sorts they had, Kakashi had suddenly barged into his life like a tornado would barge into a little unsuspecting town of farmers. On one hand, it was a bliss to have another adult around, for now he felt he had someone to talk with comfortably, and the sex was amazing whenever the Uchiha seeked it, but on the other hand... Naruto and Sasuke had grown so annoyingly used to the silver-haired, Itachi wanted to vomit.

Naruto anxious to be friends with Kakashi, admiring him even, was something Itachi could understand. The blond did have something for liking people from the very start, but Sasuke had been a flaggerstabbing surprise!! Sure, Sasuke had seen Kakashi, and knew he often worked with Itachi, but going from that to actually asking about Kakashi when the older man didn't show his face around the face for three days straight left Itachi with his mouth gaping opened.

/I blame it on the man's lasagna... and raviollis.... and pastas in general/ Almost as if to complain on his thoughts, Itachi's stomach growled softly, remembering the young Uchiha he had came late from a small mission, and hadn't eaten anything to dinner.

/Maybe Naruto didn't eat my spaghettis from dinner/ Itachi hoped, his mouth watering at the thought of Kakashi's surprisingly extraordinary culinary skills. Really, if he had known the man was such a good chef, and actually liked to cook as much as he did, Itachi would've let Kakashi into his life much sooner, or at least spent much more time with Kakashi in the kitchen than he's had. Kakashi's specialty: Pastas. Now that he thought of it, Sasuke was particularly fond of the man's lasagna. /So that's how Kakashi did it.... he bought Sasuke's love price with juicy, delicious, cheesy, beef filled lasagna... and here I thought Naruto was the only one to think with his stomach/

He slowly walked out of his room, padding his abdomen, not giving into his desire to just break a run for the kitchen and get the delicious spaghettis awaiting there for him, wondering if Kakashi knew how to make dangos, and how to bribe him into making them for him without having to spread his legs for the older man. He was picturing a pouting, teary eyed Naruto, with that run down puppy eye look the blond could master so well, hot blush and feet fidgeting included, asking Kakashi for dangos and ice cream, when he heard a most peculiar sound coming from the boys room: a moan.

/Again??/

For the last few weeks, Naruto and Sasuke seemed to be very keen into finding out each other's sexuality lately. Itachi had seen them passionately kissing three times already, once in their room, where they moved, and teased and touched to completion, the garden, surrounded by thrown shurikens, and the other in the kitchen, where they made a mess of chocolate syrup and lollipop candy. Just remembering it made Itachi's heart speed up to an almost inhuman beat. According to Naruto and Itachi’s own ninja skills, the children hadn’t gone further from fumbling and handjobs, thank gods, for Itachi didn’t think he could stand the image of those two doing anything heavier than that without sending himself straight into a life of perverted thoughts and constant agony.

Itachi only came close to the door, his alert senses heard the rustlingo of the sheets, the soft moans and exclamations of pleasure from both boys, his body already awaken by them. Gods, how he wanted them! It was an absolute miracle he hadn’t take at least one of them into his bed and ravish them wholly, fulfill his fantasies with them, seeing as how at least Naruto was more than willing to let Itachi have his way with the blond minx.

Sighing almost regretfully, Itachi moved away from the door, and the kids inhabiting the room, the wonderful sounds coming from inside, and carried on his way to the kitchen.

Upon entering it, he found the wonderful surprise that his skipped dinner was calming awaiting for him, so with a satifistied smirk and an empty stomach, Itachi did a quick work of heating his really delicious-looking spaghettis (via fire jutsus), and sat down on the table, excited gleam in his black eyes, ready to eat... to be suddenly surrounded by a swirling cloud of smoke!!!

/There’s only one person who would shamelessly teleport into my very kitchen/

“Goodnight, Itachi-koi…” Kakashi’s laughter-filled voice reached him throught the smokes, and Itachi immediately felt the strong arms around his shoulder, and the older man’s large body coming close to him, sitting on his lap, the uncovered handsome face cuddling up to his face. “I just saw you kitchen light on, and couldn’t help but dropping in for a midnight visit... you don’t mind, do you??” Dear God, Kakashi could really be worst than a lovestruck teenager, at least those little annoying pieces of hell kept their distance when he glared at them, pretty much the same way he was glaring at Kakashi right now!!

As all transporting and summoning jutsus, the smoke frittered away rather quickly, so Itachi could now both feel AND see Kakashi… and the older man nearly caused Itachi a nose bleed. Kakashi’s hair was wet, seldom drips falling from the tips of his hair, the weight of the water making the usual flame-y style go down and around his gorgeous face, dripping down the hard, naked chest, Kakashi’s lips were red and a little swollen, as though someone had just bit on them, and Itachi felt the urge to bit the soft lips as well, bruise them some more for interrupting his midnight snack; But what caught Itachi’s attention’s the most was the fact that Kakashi was only wearing a white, fluffy towel, which hung dangerously from his hips, and barely reached his thighs, leaving just too little for Itachi’s imagination, without mentioning the long hard cock creating a most alluring tent under the white, skimpy towel.

“Kakashi… what are you doing here??” Itachi asked, in what he knew was his most calmed and neutral voice at the moment and in his current position. To Itachi’s dismay, Kakashi gave him the sexiest of pouts the silver haired had ever shown, unknowingly feeding Itachi’s hunger for the cute demeanors the raven’s always had.

“I told you… I was just at home, in the shower, came out, saw your kitchen light on, and decided to visit” Kakashi answered… slowly, as if Itachi didn’t understand him. In other situations, the raven would be just a tad bit upset, but now, with Kakashi wiggling his ass on his lap, touching Itachi’s neck softly, the licking his face shortly, Itachi couldn’t care much about anything.

“Really??” Kakashi nodded as a response, smiling lightly. It was so surprising to find Itachi like this, for the past weeks, it seemed like Itachi had unleashed of the sexual energy he had kept away all his life, everytime Kakashi would do so much as hint him on having sex, Itachi would comply him. Kakashi was not complaining, though, no sir… quite the opposite, he liked having a randy Itachi, so much, the last days have been such a sex fest, he almost felt sated. Almost. The Uchiha was just too good a piece of ass to be tired of.

“Alright, Kakashi…” The man resisted the urge to lick his lips, Itachi’s voice had turned to that husky, sexy level that made Kakashi’s brain spin inside his head. “Then, could you please tell me, why do you have this??” As he asked, Itachi’s hand moved to the other man’s strong thighs, moving between them, going up, under the towel, to grasp the hard, dripping erection that awaited him there.

Kakashi groaned, looking deep into Itachi’s midnight eyes, and answered him with a hot, passionate kiss.

“Come on, Kakashi… let’s go to your place” Itachi whispered between hot kisses, cupping Kakashi’s ass, unwrapping the towel, which laid forgotten on the kitchen floor, quickly followed by Itachi’s tanktop.

“Itachi…” kiss, then groan as Itachi captured Kakashi’s earlobe. “we’re both here…” a vicious suck now, on Itachi’s milky white neck, sure to leave a little mark, but getting an answering grip on Kakashi’s hair. “Why move??”

Like a swith turned down, Itachi pushed Kakashi off him, and onto the table, glaring at him with all his might.

“Why move??” The question came as a hiss, low and dangerous. “Maybe, because both my little brother and his best friend, who are both just over nine are here!!”

“Maa, Itachi…”Kakashi almost whined, this time moving around Itachi, until he was behind the raven, then held the younger man from behind. “we’ll just be very quiet about it. They’re both sleeping, and they sleep like rocks. There’s no reason to worry about them” Kakashi whispered at Itachi’s ears, his words mingling with teasing licks and bites.

“I rather we leave, Kakashi” Itachi answered, but his voice lacked the strength and venom it held a few moments ago, it lost it just about the moment Kakashi slipped his hand under Itachi’s pants, and swiftly began stroking it, slow and his hand just a little too tight, the most perfet combination of pain and pleasure, the way he knew it awakened the uke within the Uchiha.

“But we always do it at home…” Kakashi pressed his lips against Itachi’s, his tongue sweeping inside the hot mouth, teasing itachi’s tongue to play.

“Not true… remember Hokage mountain??” Kakashi chuckled at this, but didn’t seize to stroke the older man, capturing the sweet lips once more in another spine heating kiss. “Kakashi, please…”

The sound of a door creaking opened froze Itachi’s heated moods. Almost desperately, he tried to move out of Kakashi’s grasp, but the man proved himself to be an adaptation of an octopus, not letting him get out of his hands, no matter how much Kakashi struggled.

“Kaka—“ Heavy breathing mixed in the struggling, along with such a wonderful pleasure, and rage. Kakashi wouldn’t stop touching Itachi in a way which drove him crazy, the older man was still naked, they were both hard… and Itachi could hear steps down the hall!!!

“He’s probably going to the bathroom” Kakashi whispered slowly, his right hand slipping next to left, cupping Itachi’s balls, cupping them roughly, making Itachi bite his lips, preventing the loud moan threatening to come out. “The steps are light… I bet it’s Sasuke… he won’t know we’re here if we don’t make a noise.” Kakashi twisted Itachi’s balls with his hands, sending a jolt of pain through his body, shortly followed by pleasure. “but really… would it be so bad if he finds us??”

“If any of them…” Itachi attempted a bite at Kakashi’s face, his arms using brute force to yield Kakashi’s lock no vail. “If any sees us, Kakashi…” If was ever any real danger in Itachi’s voice, it was now. “You’ll regret it for the rest of your life” Itachi glared at the man, hard and unyielding, his gaze full of rage and cruelty. “I’ll make sure of it”

Kakashi’s answer was the most impish smile Itachi had ever seen, closely followed by a hard kiss, rough and unyielding, and just as Itachi could hear Sasuke’s steps comeing dangerously close, just as Itachi was charging his chakra to really attack, Kakashi let him go.

“Aniki…” Sasuke’s timid voice came from the door, and Itachi, caught in a haze of rage, surprise and excitement, saw his little brother’s head peeking out of from outside, a little shock showing on his face, though Sasuke’s gaze wasn’t centered on Itachi, but on a place next to the young Uchiha. “What are you doing here, Kakashi??”

Itachi looked to his left, and found himself looking at the most calm looking Kakashi, who was sitting next to him at the table, looking serenely at the young boy, as though he hadn’t just struggled and virtually forced Itachi!!

“We had a meeting… I got a message from the Council” Kakashi smoothly said, winking at Sasuke, who first noticed Kakashi wasn’t wearing a mask, and immediately blushed oh so prettily, Itachi wanted to pounce him right there and then. “Like my face, Sasuke??” to top it all, Kakashi actually WINKED at Sasuke. To Itachi’s horrified surprise, Sasuke’s face got even redder than before, so much it was a miracle the boy wasn’t getting a nosebleed.

“I… I just came to get some water, but, if you’re busy, then…. I’ll just go back to bed” Sasuke stammered, walking back slowly as he looked from one male to the other, his eyes a little bigger than usual, his face as red as a tomato.

“I can take you to bed if you want, Sasuke” Kakashi offered, a shit eating grin on his face. Itachi turned his face so fast, his bones snapped and rang al throught the ring, and the look was so nasty even Sasuke felt frightened by it, and it wasn’t directed to him. “It’s always a pleasure to tuck an Uchiha in”

“We got work, Kakahi…. Don’t. We?” Itachi dared Kakashi to contradict him with his angry stare.

“Yes, yes, indeed…. Goodnight, Sasuke”

“Goodnight” Sasuke timidly said, and technically ran from the kitchen to his room. The moment he heard the door to the child’s room clicking shut, Itachi turned to Kakashi to give him a piece of his mind……. To find himself once more suddenly enveloped by a large puff of smoke, which signaled Kakashi’s disappearance.

“I swear of god, Kakashi… you pull another one like that, and I’ll fucking kill you”

Itachi sat there, fuming, glaring at the innocent plate of spaghettis, annihilating it with his gaze, dreaming of killing the maker of the dish, wondering just what the fuck was wrong with Kakashi, and why the fuck did all pressuring things happened to him?!?!?