Baby Sitting
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Itachi/Sasuke
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11
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Baby Sitting Lessons for Sasuke
Baby sitting
Baby Sitting Lessons for Sasuke
After the little ‘incident’ earlier that day, Sasuke had remembered he was meant to hate his brother; after Itachi made comment about them not having to worry about their parents interrupting them.
The older Uchiha had sighed and taken Haru into the kitchen to get some food for all of them after confirming that his little brother didn’t want his company but thankfully, wasn’t going to give him the cold shoulder.
Itachi treasured the times when sasuke just forgot the past and let his older brother love him. But those times were often short lived. Itachi would never apologise for killing their stuck up family but he would feel slight remorse at times like these, he blamed them for driving him to kill everyone and he blamed them for being the reason sasuke feels like he has to hate his older brother.
Sasuke had decided he was hungry enough to face his brother later on but had stopped at the sight he was greeted with in the kitchen.
As he leant against the door frame, he had looked towards his brother with a small smile. His older brother had been holding the baby –which seemed so small in his arms- to his chest; making small shushing sounds, gently stroking Haru’s hair as the baby snored quietly, the tip of the bottle still in his mouth.
“How do you do that?” sasuke asked quietly.
Itachi looked over his shoulder towards sasuke at his quiet voice. “Do what?”. The older uchiha shushed louder as the baby stirred, lulling him back into a deep slumber.
“How do you get him so calm around you?” the shorter of the two whispered, silently walking over to Itachi to admire the sleeping form in his arms. The younger sighed “He only ever screams and cries when I hold him” he admitted quietly.
“Probably because you are always in emotional turmoil” the older said thoughtfully, before smirking and walking quickly but calmly to the bedroom, escaping his brothers scowl. “Small children always react to the emotions of those caring for them”
“I have good reason to be!” said brother harshly whispered after him.
Itachi returned to the kitchen, after gently wrapping the child in a cocoon of blankets that had come to be its new bed when he came upon sasuke sulking with a whole tub of ice cream.
He had spent quite a few hours trying to pry the tub of sweet chemically-over-loaded substance from the boy physically, while trying to vocally calm him.
He found himself pausing frequently when his lover unconsciously turned him on unbearably by either:
1. Used his tongue to sensually caress the stainless steel object, thoroughly cleaning the spoon by slowly rolling one of itachis’ most favoured muscle in the boys body over it again and again;
2. Tried to get too much in his mouth at once, the creamy substance escaping from the side of the boys mouth, trailing down his jaw – reminding him of something not so different- only to be caught and wiped away by the naturally skilled tongue.
3. All of the above in a row.
To say that sasuke was ravished against the nearest wall as soon as the tub had been cleaned out was an understatement.
The two had been awakened by Haru early the next morning, along with sasukes knew request.
“Brother.. teach me how to take care of Haru?
The elder had just smiled and nodded, before waiting for his revenge from last night to become noticed.
Itachi let out a loud laugh as sasuke struggled to stand, loud curses bounced off the walls of the room, adding to the baby’s cries.
The older of the two let himself feel amused for a few minutes before getting up to help his little brother who was now struggling to walk.
An hour later found both youths in their current position.
“Little brother, if you don’t calm down, Haru isn’t going to stop crying” itachi stated as calmly as ever as he watched his baby brother walk around the couch he was currently sitting on in the lounge for the 12th time.
“I am calm!” the boy replied through gritted teeth, sounding more stressed than he intended.
The older ninja sighed before standing from the couch and embracing the younger boy on his next lap around the furniture from behind, whispering soothing words into his ear while rocking both of their bodies, calming him and the child in his arms.
Sasuke just smiled at Haru before looking over his shoulder to meet his brothers lips. When they broke apart sasukes eyes were closed in pleasure, unaware of his brothers light smirk.
“See, I told you he would stop crying if you calmed down” itachi said into the boys ear, his breath tickling the sensitive spot, making him shiver.
Sasuke smiled but suddenly hissed in pain as his brothers hand swiftly connected with his abused backside and -calm mood forgotten- he cursed his brother to hell and back making Haru also forget his calmness just to start another screaming match, overpowering the sound of the eldests’ distant laughter.
Baby Sitting Lessons for Sasuke
After the little ‘incident’ earlier that day, Sasuke had remembered he was meant to hate his brother; after Itachi made comment about them not having to worry about their parents interrupting them.
The older Uchiha had sighed and taken Haru into the kitchen to get some food for all of them after confirming that his little brother didn’t want his company but thankfully, wasn’t going to give him the cold shoulder.
Itachi treasured the times when sasuke just forgot the past and let his older brother love him. But those times were often short lived. Itachi would never apologise for killing their stuck up family but he would feel slight remorse at times like these, he blamed them for driving him to kill everyone and he blamed them for being the reason sasuke feels like he has to hate his older brother.
Sasuke had decided he was hungry enough to face his brother later on but had stopped at the sight he was greeted with in the kitchen.
As he leant against the door frame, he had looked towards his brother with a small smile. His older brother had been holding the baby –which seemed so small in his arms- to his chest; making small shushing sounds, gently stroking Haru’s hair as the baby snored quietly, the tip of the bottle still in his mouth.
“How do you do that?” sasuke asked quietly.
Itachi looked over his shoulder towards sasuke at his quiet voice. “Do what?”. The older uchiha shushed louder as the baby stirred, lulling him back into a deep slumber.
“How do you get him so calm around you?” the shorter of the two whispered, silently walking over to Itachi to admire the sleeping form in his arms. The younger sighed “He only ever screams and cries when I hold him” he admitted quietly.
“Probably because you are always in emotional turmoil” the older said thoughtfully, before smirking and walking quickly but calmly to the bedroom, escaping his brothers scowl. “Small children always react to the emotions of those caring for them”
“I have good reason to be!” said brother harshly whispered after him.
Itachi returned to the kitchen, after gently wrapping the child in a cocoon of blankets that had come to be its new bed when he came upon sasuke sulking with a whole tub of ice cream.
He had spent quite a few hours trying to pry the tub of sweet chemically-over-loaded substance from the boy physically, while trying to vocally calm him.
He found himself pausing frequently when his lover unconsciously turned him on unbearably by either:
1. Used his tongue to sensually caress the stainless steel object, thoroughly cleaning the spoon by slowly rolling one of itachis’ most favoured muscle in the boys body over it again and again;
2. Tried to get too much in his mouth at once, the creamy substance escaping from the side of the boys mouth, trailing down his jaw – reminding him of something not so different- only to be caught and wiped away by the naturally skilled tongue.
3. All of the above in a row.
To say that sasuke was ravished against the nearest wall as soon as the tub had been cleaned out was an understatement.
The two had been awakened by Haru early the next morning, along with sasukes knew request.
“Brother.. teach me how to take care of Haru?
The elder had just smiled and nodded, before waiting for his revenge from last night to become noticed.
Itachi let out a loud laugh as sasuke struggled to stand, loud curses bounced off the walls of the room, adding to the baby’s cries.
The older of the two let himself feel amused for a few minutes before getting up to help his little brother who was now struggling to walk.
An hour later found both youths in their current position.
“Little brother, if you don’t calm down, Haru isn’t going to stop crying” itachi stated as calmly as ever as he watched his baby brother walk around the couch he was currently sitting on in the lounge for the 12th time.
“I am calm!” the boy replied through gritted teeth, sounding more stressed than he intended.
The older ninja sighed before standing from the couch and embracing the younger boy on his next lap around the furniture from behind, whispering soothing words into his ear while rocking both of their bodies, calming him and the child in his arms.
Sasuke just smiled at Haru before looking over his shoulder to meet his brothers lips. When they broke apart sasukes eyes were closed in pleasure, unaware of his brothers light smirk.
“See, I told you he would stop crying if you calmed down” itachi said into the boys ear, his breath tickling the sensitive spot, making him shiver.
Sasuke smiled but suddenly hissed in pain as his brothers hand swiftly connected with his abused backside and -calm mood forgotten- he cursed his brother to hell and back making Haru also forget his calmness just to start another screaming match, overpowering the sound of the eldests’ distant laughter.