Reckless

Summary: Itachi needs something from his sensei, but he doesn't consider the fact that everything has a price...MadaXIta Yaoi

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Chapter 1

Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to ask something from the true leader of the Akatsuki. Because everything has a price. And Itachi will have to learn this the hard way.

He only wanted some medicine to his eyes because everytime his Sharingan was on, his eyes were hurting and itching. It had become unbearable after two weeks. And the raven thought that Madara must know something to help him. It was true. He really had a very good ointment and was willing to give it to Itachi but he wanted something in exchange for it. Itachi hadn't really thought it over and simply said those fateful words:

"I'll do anything, just give me that medicine!"

After hearing this Madara smirked inwardly and gave the boy what he wanted. Itachi used the medicine diligently and it worked. His eyes were as good as new. But the boy was a bit nervous and also somewhat curious because at the moment he was standing in front of Madara's room, waiting for the room's occupant to let him in.

He was told a few minutes ago by Pein to come here because the elder Uchiha wished to see him. Pein didn't say anything else about what he wanted, just to come.

After he knocked on the door he heard some noises and a very familiar voice shouting:

"Wait a minute!"

So he waited...waited and waited some more. He was getting angrier as the time passed. He didn't understand why Madara called him when he was obviously busy himself. Just as he turned away from the door to go back to his room he heard Madara say:

"Come in!"

Every anger he had before disappeared and he gulped turning around slowly. He put a sweaty hand on the doorknob, opened the door and went into the dark room cautiously. Once in the room he searched for Madara with his eyes and he spotted him sitting on the edge of his large king-sized bed, having a mischievieous smirk adorning his handsome face.

"Oh, hi Itachi-chan! Nice of you to come!"

"What do you want, sensei?"

"I want to ask you how my special medicine worked on your eyes?"

"It was great. ...Thanks...now if you don't mind I'll go. I'm very busy because I have a mission tomorrow and I need to prep..."

"Stop! Tsk, tsk, tsk Itachi, Itachi my little apprentice, have I not taught you how to hide your emotions effectively? And also, don't you think that...maybe...you should repay me somehow?"

"What?"

"You don't remember, do you?" - laughed Madara.

"No." - Itachi glared in confusion.

"Then I remind you that you agreed to do anything for me if I give you the medicine!

Realization hit Itachi like a train, his eyes widened considerably and he let out a small gasp.

"So, there was another reason I called you here!"

"What do you want in return?" - Itachi asked (actually hissed is a better word for it) not really curious of the answer more like afraid of it. But he was shocked when he finally heard it.

"I want you to be my uke, and have sex with me whenever I want to starting today, right about now!"

Itachi froze, eyes and mouth wide open, feeling such an idiot for agreeing to this. He wanted to run out of the room, run from the organization just to prevent the next thing he knew, was going to happen. But instead he stayed there and let his cruel teacher take advantage of his body. He tried to regain his usually emotionless mask but it was very hard in a situation like this.

"Let's begin Itachi-chan! Come here!" - Madara patted the bed next to himself for Itachi and to his surprise the other Sharingan user obeyed and sat down beside him.

"So obedient! I like that very much!" - Itachi looked away in shame, feeling his cheeks getting warmer in embarrassment. But when he felt two strong arms embracing him and pulling him into his teacher's chest his blush strengthened and his heart thumped heavier. He felt helpless and frightened. It was his big secret. Itachi was still a virgin and he didn't have any experience in the sexual department. So even if Madara wasn't an ugly person - in fact a rather attractive one, it was quite understandable why the younger felt so insecure in the situation he got himself in.

He pushed on the other's chest out of instinct and started to ask: "Madara-sensei, isn't there something else I could do for you?"

Hmmm, let me think...NO, absolutely not!" - That was it. At least he tried. Then here comes nothing. Itachi suddenly kissed Madara on both cheeks.

"What're you doing?"

"I'm kissing you."

"Well, yeah, but that's not a real kiss just a plain, friendly one. Don't joke with me Itachi." - Madara grabbed the boy's chin in one hand and kissed him on the lips. The raven felt something wet sliding over his closed lips and he opened his mouth to ask what was happening but then the wet muscle pushed into his mouth slid along his tongue and carressed everything inside. The younger didn't know what he should do, but he also didn't want this to end because he decided, that this was definitely a good feeling. Having another person's tongue in your mouth was a damn good feeling! Itachi tried to copy with his tongue what he thought Madara was doing and pushed against the other appendage, unknowingly kissing back. Madara stroked his hair murmuring a: "Good boy!" into his mouth. This was enough of an encouragement for the boy to attack his sensei's mouth like a hungry wolf.

The room was filled with the sound of sloshing, sucking and nipping. Madara was so happy now. He finally had the chance to hold his beloved apprentice in his oh-so-strong arms. And what made this even better, was the fact that said apprentice was too honest and would never run away from a debt. He retreated from the other for a second to breathe, then latched onto Itachi's ivory neck kissing his way up and down on it. He heard the quick panting Itachi made, still under the effect of the kiss. Itachi was so cute, panting like that. And when he looked at the younger he saw closed eyelids, a dark blush and slightly parted lips moving as the oxygen left them.

Madara wanted to see more of Itachi. He unbuttoned the oversized Akatsuki cloak and pushed the sleeves down revealing thin, white arms with still-forming muscle. The cold air of the room hit Itachi's exposed arms he shivered and opened his eyes. He felt warm hands going under his shirt and stroking the skin they found there. They slipped to his back and moved sensually over it. He let out a faint moan and saw the older's eyes fill up with lust. The warm hands slid downwards slipping underneath fabric groping firm cheeks. Itachi gasped surprised, somewhat in panic. As if to assure him, Madara smashed their lips together again. Itachi was already familiar with this excersise so he happily tongue-danced with the other male. He didn't even notice Madara standing up and moving in front of him till the older broke the kiss by pushing on his chest. He was forced to lie on his back. Tempting as ever, Itachi looked up at his sensei in fear. Madara smirked and zipped down his own cloak, slipped out of it, then pulled his shirt off. Itachi stared at the broad, muscular chest of the older Uchiha for a moment then he raised his gaze to the other's face, fear evident in his orbs mixed with some confusion. Madara loved that look so much. He thought it was the cutest thing ever.

"Put your hands up!" - he obeyed. Madara bent over him, and pulled his shirt off too. He straightened and let the shirt fall on the floor next to him. He stared down at Itachi's naked torso, unmoving. He seemed to think about something. Then he nodded to himself and backed away from the bed and went to his closet door. He opened his closet about to go in:

"Stay still!" - a strict order. And he disappeared. After about two minutes he came back hiding something (or some things) behind his back. Itachi leaned up on his elbows curiously.

"What have you brought with you?"

"You'll see! in time." - he smirked. Itachi gulped. Somehow that smirk always raised goosebumps on his skin. Madara walked back to the bed, bent down and put the things on the floor near the bed so Itachi couldn't see them. Then he leaned up and pushed the younger down on the bed climbing over him. Both of the boy's legs were trapped between his. This position caused Itachi to breathe quicker. He felt so small. Madara kissed him then and he returned the kiss with ease. But when the kiss trailed down his neck to his collarbone and slowly reached his nipples he grabbed Madara's short hair and pulled harshly. The older one stilled his lips and gripped both wrists of the other. His grip was very strong. Itachi couldn't do anything. He was weaker than Madara. He had to let go of the short black strands. His hands were forced above his head and he was told not to move. Madara bent back awkwardly on the bed and he reached down at the edge. He must have gotten something he brought earlier from his closet but Itachi couldn't see what it was. Madara was already on top of him again.

"Sorry Itachi-chan, but you just can't behave!" - While he said this he bound Itachi's wrists together with a very thin rope. Itachi remembered that string. It was special. Not even a trained shinobi could get that kind off himself. Madara bound his hands to the headboard, most likely to prevent an escape from the bed. This was bad. Now Itachi was completely at his sensei's mercy. Why, why didn't he run away when he had the chance? Oh yeah, because he stupidly promised to do anything without exceptions for his teacher! This was the first and also the last time he was reckless! That's for sure!

"Now let's see what's down here!" - Madara exclaimed grinning. He rubbed the area between Itachi's legs. First slowly then a little faster. That place was very sensitive. Itachi panted and shut his eyes, brows furrowed, in pleasure? He shut his mouth when the urge to moan kicked in, and the only sound he made was a whimper. This wasn't good enough for Madara. He wanted the younger totally out of control. He slowed his hand a bit and put his legs closer together, squeezing The Uchiha heir's legs inbetween them. The older leaned down and kissed Itachi on the lips. Meanwhile he pulled down the other's pants to his mid-thigh so his hardened member was only covered by his thin boxers. He grasped harshly the boy's arousal through fabric and pumped hard and fast. Itachi moaned loudly into Madara's mouth. The rough treatment of his cock and his legs closed tightly, unable to move an inch were great turn ons for the younger raven. He was close to release. And he wasn't held back at all! Instead Madara went from his mouth to his chest. He licked both of his nipples, then put the left one in his mouth . He sucked on it eagerly, his hand pumping even faster. Itachi half moaned half panted in pleasure his eyes closed tightly. Madara switched to his right nipple. It earned him a soft gasp from his apprentice. He got a louder gasp when he used his free hand to fondle Itachi's balls through the thin undergarment. Madara felt the boxers getting wet by the precum. But instead of looking down, looking up he got to see a much more arousing sight. Itachi's face was perfect like that. So unusual, so full of emotions. His eyes were closed, his cheeks cherry red, his mouth hanging open. And to know that he was the one that caused him to be like this! He grinned and pumped as fast as he could without causing pain.

"Ah...Ma-da-ra sssen-ssseeiii, s-stop I'm gonna...ah-I-I-I can't stop it!"

"Ah...AH...AAAHHH!" - Itachi came screaming. He gasped for air and even though his eyes were open he only saw blurs for a his half-lidded eyes focused on his sensei's face. He was still panting, weakened by his orgasm. Madara's smirk made him feel afraid and embarrassed. He lost control of his body and let this evil man see him in such a vulnerable state.

"God Itachi-chan, you came in your boxers! They're so wet. Let me help you get out of them!" - he pulled the soaked boxers to his pants then pushed them both down those pale legs. He threw the pants away, but held the boxers in his right hand. He lifted it in front of his apprentice and made a disgusted expression.

"Eew, Itachi-chan so naughty, aren't you? - Itachi blushed and looked to the side in shame.

"Now, I think you need some punishment for being this naughty, ne?" - Itachi looked back to his sensei's direction, shocked. Madara smirked seeing Itachi's reaction.

To be continued...

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