By Your Side

For Ansem Mesna. Enjoy.

By Your Side

“Sasuke? Oi, bastard, you home?”

Naruto kicked off his shoes on the door mat and wandered into the kitchen. He scowled when he found it empty and made his way into the living room, searching for his elusive rival turned friend. “Teme!” he grumbled. “Where are you?”

“He left last night for Kyoto.” A smooth, low voice answered. Naruto turned around quickly and felt his heart leap into his throat at the sight.

“I-Itachi-san.” He managed to gasp, digging his fingers into the arm of the couch in an effort to support his suddenly weak knees. “You… wh-when did you get back?”

“Last night, coincidentally enough.” Itachi brushed past him and Naruto had to close his eyes briefly at the sensation. “You would think my little brother wasn’t glad to see me.”

Naruto licked his lips quickly and turned to face him as he sat down on a large, burgundy love seat that matched his flashing eyes. “Uhm.” He said eloquently. “How… how did the meeting go?” He raised his eyes from the bulge in Itachi’s pants with difficulty.

“Fine, as expected.” A pale, long fingered hand waved lazily to the side. “And you? Sasuke tells me you’re failing history. Again.”

Naruto chuckled nervously at the regal eyebrow that had been raised in his direction and scratched the back of his neck as his fingers scrabbled hastily at the leather of the couch. “I wouldn’t say failing, exactly… I…I….”

His breath stilled in his lungs as he watched Itachi trace the rim of his wine glass slowly. He looked into those sharp, cutting red eyes and felt every muscle contract, a flood of heat swamping his body as all the blood rushed to his cock. He let out a whimper unconsciously and saw Itachi’s nostrils flare in response and suddenly, he found himself clambering into the man’s lap, barely straddling him before pressing his lips to his.

He heard the soft thump of the wine glass as it was dropped onto the carpet over the pounding of his heart and dimly wondered if Itachi would make him clean up the wine stain later. And then all his thoughts were overtaken by Itachi’s hot, wet tongue, worming its way into his mouth and making him moan.

He kissed back frantically, shifting his legs up and out and across in an effort to find a comfortable position. Strong, long fingered hands grasped the backs of his knees and lifted over the arms of the couch and Naruto pulled back with a gasp as their cocks pressed together. He whined sharply into Itachi’s mouth and got a low groan in response as his hands scrambled to free his lover’s thick fall of hair from its prison.

When the tie finally snapped under his insistent fingers, Naruto ran his hands through the man’s ebony locks in a frenzy. Itachi bit his lower lip sharply and he opened his mouth wider, sucking on his tongue, dizzy as the remains of the wine assaulted his taste buds.

“You-nnh.” He moaned, tossing his head back to allow the mouth sucking at his neck more access. He tugged sharply on the hair in his grasp and got a quick bite under his jaw as a reward. “You can’t, ah, Itachi!” He writhed against the older man and grinded his hips desperately against his. “You can’t go away for so long again, I-I need—“

Itachi pulled away from his mouth with an obscene pop and licked his lips quickly, breaking the string of saliva that had tied their mouths together. “Naruto.” He whispered harshly, his voice a sharp contrast to the way his hands gently traced Naruto’s whisker like scars. He leaned forward and kissed him again, slow this time, a brush of lips and just a hint of tongue. “You know why I have to leave.”

“Take me with you!” Naruto gasped urgently against his mouth between kisses.

Itachi pulled back with a hiss, turning his head away and closing his eyes at the persistent way Naruto pressed wet, open mouthed kisses to his throat. “Naruto…”

“It’s not like I’ll be leaving anyone behind.” He babbled, burrowing his face into the creamy white throat and forcing his voice to stay steady. “I-Iruka-sensei will understand, o-or we don’t have to tell him either, we could just leav—“

“Silence.” Itachi’s voice was barely a whisper, but Naruto felt a spark of fear skid down his spine at the tone. He stilled against him and blinked back tears furiously.

“I love you.” He whispered brokenly, the words spilling out before he even had a chance to think about them. He shut his mouth with a click and felt his heart pound at the way Itachi had stiffened underneath him. “I… I know you don’t love me.” He plowed ahead, swallowing heavily and praying to any god that would listen that the older man wouldn’t throw him out on his ass before he finished his confession. “And I—that’s okay. I don’t m-mind.” He cursed himself silently for allowing his voice to wobble.

His breath hitched quickly in his throat, but he continued, determined. “You don’t want anyone to know about us. I—“ he let out a weak chuckle that sounded more like a sob. “If I was y-you I wouldn’t want anyone to know about me either. I know I’m a…”

He faltered, staring at the small red stain on Itachi’s perfect skin, where his mouth had been a few seconds ago. There were so many words he could use. Freak. Loser. Idiot. Monster.

“I know I…” He started again, but felt a hot tear slip down his cheek and found he couldn’t finish. He swiped roughly at his eyes and turned his head to the side, blinking furiously. “I can make you happy.” he finished helplessly. He bit his lip hard to keep from crying out as a rough hand grasped his chin and forced him to look into narrowed red eyes.

“I said silence.” Itachi’s voice was steady and firm like it always was, and Naruto envied him for his composure. He closed his mouth obediently, and made to shift off of his lap, but strong arms lifted him into the air before he could.

His mouth was covered and ruthlessly dominated and he could do nothing but wrap his legs tightly around the older man’s trim waist and hope he didn’t drop him. He clutched at the long strands of hair that fell over Itachi’s shoulders and onto him and kissed him back just as hungrily when he realized that he was being carried up the stairs.

When they reached the bedroom, Itachi made to drop him on the bed but Naruto clung to him, his tears having long been wiped away in their passion. Their kisses were almost violent, all tongue and teeth, and Naruto couldn’t open his mouth wide enough, aching to let more of Itachi in. Aching to be filled.

“Ahnn…” he squirmed out his grasp and fell back onto the slippery silk sheets, one hand still tangled in Itachi’s hair. “Ah, ah…”

Itachi tugged his hair out of his grasp and stood and walked over to his dresser, rooting in the drawers for lube, but not before turning to Naruto with a sharp snarl. “Strip.”

Naruto scrambled to obey and had his tee-shirt stuck uncomfortably on his ears when Itachi returned. He whined at his lover for help, wriggling on the bed and twisting his arms in an attempt to free himself of the knotted piece of cloth, but all Itachi did was lean over him and fasten his hot mouth to a straining pink nipple.

Naruto mewled in surprise, bucking up into his mouth and moaning loudly at the heavenly suction, all the while jerking the shirt off with a twist that left his shoulder aching. He arched his back and spread his legs, wrapping his thighs around Itachi’s now bare waist and letting his hands wander back to that glorious, silken hair that fell over him like a wave.

Itachi suckled and bit on his nipple until he was struggling for breath, thrashing violently beneath him. Then he released it with a wet pop that made Naruto whimper and admired his handiwork. He pinched and twisted the swollen red bud viciously and smiled in satisfaction at his lover’s muted scream.

“Oh, now, now, now…” Naruto demanded as hands flew over his lover’s back, coming to rest at his ass. He tugged at the waist of Itachi’s pants urgently before reaching down and gripping his ass, pulling him closer and grinding up into him so that their cocks pressed against each other.

Itachi pulled back with a hiss, flipping his hair over his shoulder and giving Naruto a magnificent view of his slim physique and sweat slicked skin. He stripped off his pants quickly, revealing the black silk boxers he’d donned, before unzipping Naruto’s jeans and tugging them down his legs.

“Legs up.” Itachi was a little startled at the sound of his own voice, hoarse, tinged with desperate, though he did not show it. Naruto grasped the headboard above him with both hands and pulled his legs up and out, exposing his flushed cock and tight balls, along with the shadowed pucker underneath. Itachi’s breath left him in a low sigh and he disguised the sudden trembling of his hands by leaning over and capturing that plush mouth again.

He clicked open the tube of lubricant with experienced fingers and trailed them over Naruto’s balls, swallowing his moan and teasing the tight ring of muscle below.

“Hah…” Naruto panted, shifting his hips down in an attempt to take that teasing finger inside him. His asshole fluttered in anticipation, and he sucked on Itachi’s tongue vigorously, silently urging him to push in. Itachi complied with a quick nip to the boy’s jugular, finger fucking him lazily with one, two, three fingers, working them in with quick thrusts and slow rotations, occasionally hitting that sweet spot that made him convulse.

He slid his fingers free and ignored Naruto’s moan of complaint, squirting the lube on his hand and jacking himself slowly. He stared at Naruto’s face, flushed red, eyes screwed shut, mouth open in a continuous moan and had to jerk at his balls to keep from coming prematurely.

He grasped the back of his knees with both hands and pushed up until they rested on his shoulder, nearly folding him in half. He leaned forward and let his hair fall into a curtain around them, trapping Naruto’s hot, heavy breaths and forcing them into his mouth. He felt the boy’s hands come up to clutch his shoulders, and closed his eyes as he kissed him slowly and pushed inside.

They kissed each other languidly as Itachi rocked his way into Naruto’s body. His tongue thrust inside Naruto’s mouth as insistently as his cock speared him, stealing his breath until he had to pull away with a whimper.

“’Tachi.” He breathed, lifting his hips to allow deeper penetration and moaning as Itachi’s cock head brushed his prostate the same moment a slick, wet hand grasped his own cock. He came with a soundless scream, clenching and unclenching on Itachi’s cock, causing him to snarl and bite down on the tense muscles of his neck.

The hot rush of semen that coated his insides made him convulse again, burying his face into the pillow and whimpering. Itachi cursed lowly as he came, sucking viciously at his pulse point as he continued to slam into him until he was spent.

They collapsed against each other, Itachi not bothering to pull out until any friction on his over sensitive cock became unbearable. He shifted onto his side and wiped his come coated hand on the sheets meticulously before swiping his hair out of his face and leaning back.

A blonde bundle curled into his side right away, and a long, tan leg was thrown over his as Naruto clung to him like a leech. Itachi stared blankly at the deep red ceiling, steadying his breathing and remaining motionless until Naruto’s soft snores filled the room.

He reached over and grabbed his pants from the floor, flipping open the cellphone inside it and dialing quickly.

“Takeda. This is Uchiha Itachi speaking.”

I can make you happy.

“Book me one more ticket for Tokyo.”



A/N: Written by Ella, smut added by Elli. Part of 'Elli's Taking Requests!', but we felt it would work just as well as a oneshot.

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