Easter Preparations

 

It was Deidara’s favorite time of year. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, but even more than that - he wasn’t having to masquerade as some waiter at a silly host club! No, it was the time of year when the fact that he had bunny ears and a little fluffy bunny tail didn’t automatically make people think of some silly magazine. 



Not that he minded being the centerfold in one certain male’s -



Wait. Those weren’t thoughts to be thought of right now. Right now, he just got to hop around, sniffling flowers, wiggling his tail and ignoring the fact that the skimpy little blue outfit (if one could call it that) that he’d been dressed in had a tendency to ride up his ass. Instead, he just enjoyed the way his paintbrushes flicked over the pale curved surface of his canvases, creating works of art that rivaled even the most pristine Russian eggs. These were better though. Like all good art, they were temporary - as soon as those who were hunting found them, they’d be all gobbled up, and the painted shells naught but refuse. It was a beautiful thought. 



He was putting the finishing touches on one egg when he heard a sound from the next clearing over. Frowning, he put the cap on his paints and stuck the brush in the basket he was carrying before making sure his eggs were securely nestled in the soft green plastic grass at the bottom next to the paints. He carefully hopped over to the bushes and peered over, curious as to who would be making noise so close to his clearing.



Blue-grey eyes opened wide. Uchiha! He’d know that dark hair anywhere. That long, dark, sinfully soft hair, beautiful porcelin skin that thankfully did show some marks (wouldn’t do to be the only one with patches of red littered all over his skin, now would it?) and an ass too - wait.



That wasn’t Itachi’s ass.



Intrigued, Dei hopped a little closer, brow quirking at the very un-bunny-like curse coming from a cute pair of delectible pink lips. He racked his brain trying to figure out who the other person was, then it hit him - this must be Izuna.



He’d heard about Izuna.



Just hadn’t heard that he was so....



A dark smirk crossed Deidara’s face before he put on his best innocent helpful look and hopped out into the clearing.



“Everything ok?” he asked, subtly adjusting the light blue cotton wrapped around his torso to make him look like some sort of present.



“Stay away!” Izuna said, looking surprised and a bit worried. After seeing that Deidara wasn’t coming closer, he went back to counting his eggs. “One, two, three, four - drat it! Where is that fifth egg?”



He kept turning around in a circle. From what Deidara could see, he did have five eggs - he just kept counting one of them twice.



Frowning, Deidara hopped a little closer, only to be faced with one upset Uchiha. 



“I told you to stay away!”



“Hey, look, yeah” Deidara said, setting his basket down and scooting a little closer. “I think you have all five, you just have them too spread out and … see, here, if we bring them together...”



Izuna looked like he was going to snap at him, but he waited as Deidara gathered the eggs together close enough to count all at once. Seirously, Deidara figured the guy was hyped up on way too much easter candy or something.



Looking at Deidara suspiciously, Izuna inched forward as the blond stepped back. He frowned down at the eggs, and counted - “One, two, three, four, five!”



A brilliant smile took the blond’s breath away. Oh, this one was just too perfect. Totally hot, acted blonder than Deidara, but with that raven hair that he was so addicted to - oh, yes. And the red bow was just the icing on the cake.



“No problem,” he said softly.



Izuna looked up, shocked at first then a little sheepish. “Yes well, it wouldn’t do at all if I lost any of my eggs before easter,” he said. 



“No,” Deidara soothed, coming a little bit closer, “not at all.”



The other bunny looked a bit suspicious at first, but calmed down when the blond just started petting his shoulder. Hopefully was obvious he wasn’t after the other’s eggs.



No, he had other things on his mind.



“That wouldn’t do at all, especially when you look so - well almost perfect.”



“Almost?” Izuna said, looking up worriedly. “But -”



“Well,” Dei said, stroking the beautiful long dark ponytail gently, “you might look better with braids... pigtail braids...”



“But - but i’m not a pig! I’m a bunny?”



No doh, Deidara was tempted to say. Instead, he soothingly stroked down the other’s back, letting his fingers play briefly in the soft cottony fur of the other’s tail. “Oh, I know, but I just think it would look lovely on you. If you want, I can try?”



Izuna shifted his ass from side to side in indecision. The way his little tail twitched was both cute and sexy to Deidara, who very rarely got to be the agressor in these type of games. And even when he did, it was up against someone certifiably smarter than him. Annoying. Hot, but annoying. This was a nice change of pace.



“Ah,” Izuna finally said, “Ok, I guess.” He frowned, then turned to glare at Deidara. “But you have to stay behind me! No getting near my eggs!”



A soft chuckle rumbled through the blond’s chest, and he nodded sincerely. “Don’t worry, I’ll stay behind you.”



“Good,” Izuna said, kneeling and shifting so that Deidara would have better access.



The blond hummed as he worked, hands sliding up into the dark hair and untying the crimson ribbon that had held the ponytail in place. It was beautiful. “You don’t happen to have any more of this, do you?” 



“Ah,” Izuna said softly, “there’s a little bit in my basket over there.”



“Good,” Deidara replied, pleased that the other was relaxing so well. He must be one of those bunnies who liked getting his hair played with. If that was the case, Deidara was more than happy to oblige.



He lifted the mass of dark hair to his nose and sniffed, pleased. It was a bit sweeter than what he was used to smelling, but there was an underlying hint of sameness. He lifted up on his knees so that he could part the hair correctly, taking just a minute to play with the other’s long dark ears after he draped the two sides over Izuna’s shoulders.”



“Wha - what are you doing,” Izuna asked, almost purring with pleasure. 



Deidara hummed innocently. “Just making sure I have all the strands of hair,” he said, continuing to stroke for a few more minutes, pleased with the reaction Izuna was making. He knew from experience how sensitive ears could be, how good it felt to have them played with this way, how painful it was to - well. That didn’t bear thinking about right now.



Sighing softly, he gathered up one side of the long dark hair, working his fingers through the length and separating it into three long dark bunches. “I think this should work,” he said, gently braiding the long dark strands. It was soothing work. He really did like playing with the long hair. He was able to snuggle pretty close to Izuna in the process, too, letting his knees rest on either side of the other bunny’s bum. He was almost regretful when he finished with the first braid, wrapping and rewrapping the end with the long beautiful red ribbon. 



“Perfect,” he said, tugging on it gently. It caressed the base of the other’s ear when he did that. Izuna seemed to really like it, rocking his hips in time with each tug. Deidara closed his eyes momentarily when the other brushed back far enough that his tail stroked the front of the blond’s outfit. So close, and yet so far. “Stay there a minute and I’ll get the other ribbon.”



Tempting, so tempting to do other things with the length of ribbon, especially when Izuna was looking over at him with lust-hooded eyes. Still, he liked the idea of Izuna giving in because he wanted to. It didn’t take long to hop back over to the other man, hugging him impulsively and feeling the raven stiffen then relax back into his hold. 



“Just one more,” Deidara chirped, sliding his hand under the second bunch of hair. The skin of Izuna’s neck was warm where the back of his hand brushed against him, and he thought he detected a shiver when he touched the other man. His lips curled into a smirk as he tugged on the hair, watching Izuna arch his back and gasp slightly. It was nice, just for a bit, to be with someone who didn’t fight for dominance every inch of the way - even when he had agreed to be bottom. Not that he would really trade, but, well. It wasn’t like Itachi had to know, right?



Deidara hummed softly as he braided the long dark hair, tying the ribbon at the end and taking a braid in each hand. Perfect indeed. He grinned, thinking of using the braids to pull back on the other’s hair, tilting his hips a bit as he imagined what it would feel like. Izuna moaned slightly and leaned back, ears flopping onto Deidara’s cheek and shoulder. He turned his head and nibbled at the ear on his cheek, enjoying the way it made Izuna squirm. 



“Hmm, Izuna,” Deidara murmured.



“H-how do you know my name?”



“Why wouldn’t I know your name?” the blond purred, continuing to nibble up and down the soft furred ear between his lips.



“I - I don’t know. We’ve never been introduced?”



Pondering this for a moment, Deidara glanced over at the eggs in front of Izuna and happened upon a wicked idea. “I’m Deidara,” he said, wrapping the braids around his wrists and tugging slightly, enjoying the soft sounds Izuna made with each pull. He glanced down, smirking at the small wet spot at the front of Izuna’s tight little bottoms. How he loved having an aroused Uchiha in his grasp. “Hey, Izuna,” the blond said, biting down near the base of the ear and thrilling at the small gasp it caused.



“Y-yes, Deidara?” Izuna said. 



“You know, if you really want to keep your eggs safe, you should hide them.”



“Ah, every Easter Bunny knows that,” Izuna said, looking like he was trying to collect his thoughts.



“Yea,” Deidara continued, “but sooner or later they all get found, right? I know a place to hide your eggs where it would be really hard for people to find them.”



“Where?”



Smirking, Deidara let loose of one of the braids and trailed a hand down the center of Izuna’s back, tugging softly on the soft cottony tail of the other before sliding a finger over the red bottoms and pressing against the little hole he knew they covered.



Izuna gasped. “But - no way! They’d get broken!”



That made Deidara pause for a minute. No, they’re too big? No, they won’t fit? He wanted to laugh at that, but instead he just cooed, “No, no, not if we’re very careful. And they’re hardboiled, right?”



“Oooooh.”



Just. Too. Easy. Really, just too easy. But Deidara wasn’t going to complain.



“You’ll have to lean forward to give me access though,” he said instead, patting Izuna on the ass. 



The raven obediently leaned forward and lifted up his ass, looking back at Deidara with wide red eyes. Deidara smiled sweetly, rubbing the perfect pale soft asscheeks before tugging at the red strings holding the bottom on. Izuna gasped when the underwear fell to the ground, shifting his legs a bit and arching his back as he lowered his chest to give Deidara the perfect view. He watched the bunny’s ears twitch almost like they were counting the eggs in front of the man. Crazy crazy sexy bunny. Crazy sexy bunny with a hard as hell cock dripping precum already and an asshole that just begged for so many things. The eggs were going to have to wait their turn though. Maybe he’d just convince Izuna they needed something to slick their way in. For a minute, the visual of five eggs stuffed up inside this perfect red little hole made Deidara shake his head, then he smirked and leaned forward, lapping at it gently.



“What! What are you doing?!” Izuna said, jumping slightly at the feeling.



“Oh,” Deidara cooed, sliding his tongue back over, “Well first I have to open you up. They won’t fit with how you are right now.”



“Oooh,” Izuna replied. “Oooooooooh.....”



Deidara smirked and continued licking and sucking at the quivering hole, petting the other’s ass with his long soft ears. It didn’t take long before the hole started to open up, just begging for something bigger than just a tongue. Sucking on a finger a moment the blond obliged, pulling back and watching with fascination as the tip of his finger started to sink deeper into the other bunny’s ass. Kinky. Hot. The way Izuna was relaxing made him wonder if the other did this often. The way he started to push back against the finger made that doubt superfluous, though. Like Deidara cared how much sex the other rabbit got. He was still going to be tight as hell, and from all the blond could see, he liked everything that was going on.



One finger became two helped along by a hot little tongue that enjoyed pushing itself between the two fingers to help them open the other bunny up. By this time Izuna was panting and moaning, hips rocking like he was in heat. Perhaps it was about time to put those pigtails to good use.



A low chuckling laugh made Deidara freeze what he was doing. All thoughts of taking the bunny in front of him were replaced by a single mantra: Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit.



“Naughty naughty bunnies.”



Even Izuna noticed at that point. He turned his head and looked at the person that Deidara really didn’t want to see right now.



“Itachi!” the other bunny cried out, slightly horrified.



There it was. No ignoring it now.



“Izuna,” Itachi replied, walking toward them. Deidara looked back up into his lover’s eyes, wanting to scowl at the black floppy ears above his face. There was no way that Itachi should be a bunny. He should be a wolf. Or panther. Or something other than a bunny. He was a predator waiting to strike, strike at Deidara most likely. And Deidara wouldn’t like that at all.



Well, ok, maybe a little bit.



“We were just - Deidara was just going to help me hide my eggs!” Izuna protested weakly.



“Oh was he now?” Itachi said, kneeling behind Deidara and jerking him back by his hair. Deidara tried glaring but the look was ruined by the moan forcing its way from his throat as Itachi pulled harder, twisting the strands in his grasp. Fucking Itachi. The tongue slicking its way up his neck to his ear didn’t help any either. “Yes, my little bunny rabbit is just soo helpful. We play hiding games all the time,” Itachi purred.



“Really?” Izuna said, tightening reflexively against the two digits still burried in his ass. 



“Yes,” Itachi said, turning to murmur to Deidara. “In fact, I should’ve hidden that second tail in you this morning like I threatened, shouldn’t I’ve.” 



Deidara gasped as teeth bit into his ear almost painfully, tugging hard at the sensitive appendage. He couldn’t help but mewl and melt into Itachi’s grasp, watching with fascenation as the other man’s hand slid down his arm and pushed his fingers in and out of his relative’s asshole. That was hot. “Fuck, Itachi,” the blond gasped, glancing up and watching as Izuna dropped his head again, panting.



“Is that what you want, pet?” Itachi murmured, using his other hand to tug at a strategic point on the ribbon wrapped around his lover. Soon it all fell loosely around the blond’s kneeling legs, leaving only a blue ribbon-wrapped cock in its wake. The fingers slid down, teasing Deidara’s head, making him moan and writhe back against the larger bunny behind him. “You’d get your pretty ribbon all dirty.”



“‘tachi, please,” Deidara moaned, head falling back to rest on the other’s shoulder. 



Itachi tilted his head down, nibbling at the blond’s neck. “So pretty when you beg, pet. Even though you were very very naughty going out and trying to play on your own.”



Deidara shivered, having some good idea of the fate he might have earned for himself with that little act of disobedience. Still, it sounded like Itachi would be nice, and the tight heat around his fingers was just amazing. 



Itachi chuckled again, pulling Deidara’s fingers out and earning a disapointed moan from Izuna. “Be patient, little one,” Itachi said, lifting the blond’s hips and pushing him forward to drape over Izuna’s back.



Deidara gasped and then smirked, sliding his hands forward and wrapping the braids around his wrists again. “Want to play a game of hide and seek, Izuna?”



A moan was the only answer, and Deidara tilted his hips, hoping that Itachi would untie most of the ribbon from around his cock. He’d probably only undo the bow at the bace when it suited him, the bastard, but -



The feeling of a finger flipping a small plastic ring back and forth was a major distraction from that thought.



“Hmm,” Itachi said, tugging slightly at the ring, “on second though, I like the decision that I made this morning. You should still be all nice and stretched and wet for me.”



Deidara moaned, tugging the braids and making Izuna moan too as Itachi tugged on the ring with more force, slowly pulling out the string and then pulling harder as Deidara fought to relax his ass to expel the object inside. Panting, the blond felt his ass expand then contract when the ball finally slid out.



“Baby blue,” Itachi crooned, pulling again. “Ah, pet you should see what your ass looks like stretched open by the pink,” he continued.



Panting, Deidara tightened his arms around Izuna’s sides. They got bigger, he knew, then smaller. But still, smaller wasn’t that small.



“Light orange, hmm. Not my favorite color. Ah, come on, baby, you can do it, yeah, there you go, just a bit more - and there’s the yellow. So pretty. Oh, and your asshole is turning so red. Ah, and there’s the lilac one, and the green, and all done. Don’t you feel better, baby?”



Deidara turned his head and looked at where Itachi was dangling the string of beads next to his face. It still amazed him that he was able to take that much. He shuddered when he thought of what Itachi said he was working him up for.



“You must feel so empty now though,” Itachi said, sliding the beads teasingly down Deidara’s back.



“Yes,” Izuna moaned, startling a Deidara who’d been thinking about the same thing. He wouldn’t’ve admitted it so easily though. Eventually, yes. But not easily.



“Oh, I’m sorry dear cousin,” Itachi said, sliding a hand down to tug at one of the bows around Deidara’s cock. “Let me do something to help you out.”



Moaning, Deidara tilted his hips as Itachi directed, feeling his lover guide his cock into the other’s waiting asshole. It was incredible. There was a bit of disapointment at not being able to take control of the situation, but then again, he always turned to putty in Itachi’s hands. The feeling of a hard cock pressing against his ass didn’t help matters either, and neither did the way Itachi tilted his head over to take control of his mouth in a brutal kiss that left no doubt in Deidara’s mind who was in control here.



Izuna pushed back, almost fucking himself on Deidara’s cock. Fuck. He had the feeling he wasn’t even in control of that. He was just there in the middle of two sexy motherfucking Uchihas, being used for their pleasure and his own. He even wondered now if Izuna wasn’t nearly as dumb as he’d acted - wondered if he’d just been doing all of that to get Deidara to fuck him. Mother fucking Uchihas. Shit, but like he was going to complain.



He moaned as he felt Itachi’s hand slide back between them to unbutton his lover’s pants, freeing the cock that he’d felt pressed against his ass.



“Ready, love?” Itachi purred into Deidara’s ear. He didn’t wait for an answer before pushing Deidara forward enough to give himself the right angle to push all in in one stroke. 



Blue-grey eyes opened wide at the feeling of having a cock up his ass and an asshole gripping his cock. That was just the beginning, though. Itachi used one hand to hold Deidara’s body tight to him and one on Izuna’s back, almost seemingly communicating telepathically with his cousin if the way they started to move in concert was any indication. It was fucking incredible. It was fucking. Incredible. Fuck. 



Deidara couldn’t even think, he just felt. Felt the tightness as Izuna milked his cock, thrusting his ass back harshly. Feel the way Itachi impaled him mercilessly, knowing exactly where to strike while his mouth bit and sucked at Deidara’s neck. Felt the way the ribbon around the base of his cock cut into him almost cruelly. He wanted it off. He wanted to cum. Fuck he knew it was too soon, but fuck. He shuddered, almost twitching in Itachi’s grasp, mouth open and not caring the noises that came out as the two Uchihas started moving faster, harder, making him melt. It hurt, it felt good, it was beyond anything he could even describe -



“Please, Itachi. Fuck fuck fuck please, fucking please,” he begged, tugging the braids back and watching as Izuna’s back arched, his head tilting backwards, ears flopping back and forth. The sight was incredible, just exactly what he’d thought. It was cruel though. Itachi was cruel. Then again, he loved that about him. Loved every bit of the way the bastard pushed him to the limit then over the edge, laughing as he fell to pieces in his arms and lost all self-control. This was just so fucking good.



He hovered on the edge, thinking time and time again that the fingers that slid down to his cock would bring him relief, but they seemed intent on just teasing the trail of hair that led up to his belly button. Begging on Deidara’s part turned to cursing, pleading, sounds mixed in with Izuna’s moans until a soft chuckle resounded in the blond’s ears and he heard the words he’d been waiting for for so long.



“Cum for me, pet.”



The ribbon was gone and in an instant Deidara was spilling into Izuna’s ass, bucking and convulsing and forgetting to breathe for a moment as the pleasure was just too much. Everything was hazy, almost white. He barely felt the way Izuna clinched down on the cock that was suddenly way too sensitive when he came. Itachi was cruel enough to keep pounding away at his prostate for a few strokes before letting himself go as well, breathing his pleasure in a way that was quiet but brought oh so much satisfaction to Deidara’s mind.



“Fuck,” he said softly, letting himself be gathered up in Itachi’s arms after he was pulled from Izuna’s ass. 



“That’s what it was, pet,” Itachi said, soft humor in his voice even as he kissed the other’s temple. He glanced over and saw Izuna curled up on his side, almost purring, nibbling on the end of one of his braids with a gleeful look on his face. Shaking his head, Deidara smiled and cuddled closer to his lover.



“So,” Izuna said after a few moments. He nibbled his lower lip, then glanced up at the other two inhabiting the clearing. “You guys still wanna help me hide my eggs?”



~~ fin ~~