Itachi was never swayed by gender. He had taken many lovers, both male and female. He only looked for those who were strong willed, and would not put up a fuss with how rough he happened to be. He blamed this on his nature as a shinobi.

Kanda, was Itachi's favorite. He had stunning, long, blue-black hair, and eyes not unlike his own when they were lacking the red of the sharingan. Mostly, it was because no matter how many times they happened to meet, the exorcist would still be stubborn. The Uchiha would never have wanted it any other way.

At this moment, Itachi was leaning against the wall, the stubborn exorcist on his knees in front of him, his hair tightly grasped in the shinobi's hand. The Uchiha watched him with crimson eyes as he worked up and down the length of his cock with his tongue. He was met with an equally fierce gaze that squinted as Itachi pulled harder on his hair.

"Yuu," he moaned softly. His response was a pair of teeth biting down on his erection. He pulled the younger male off him from the grip in his hair, moving to press him against the wall. Itachi, like others, had been told many times not to call the younger by his first name, but even with a sword pointed at his jugular, he would only smirk and say it again.

He would smirk as he peeled away the exorcist's clothing, even though all he got in response was a glare. There was rarely a resistance. Perhaps it was because he didn't want to back down from the challenge, or maybe he enjoyed it. Itachi never asked.

The Uchiha would trace fingers over the mark to the left side of his chest before picking the younger man up, hands under his thighs, pressing him into the wall. As much as Itachi liked his lovers to cry out while under him, Kanda never did, even when he pushed into his body unprepared, or when he pulled out immediately, then slamming back into him. Only when Itachi angled himself better, grinding against his prostate would the younger male make any noise, but even this it was a smothered whimper.

"You're always so quite when I fuck you, Yuu," Itachi would whisper with heavy breath into his ear.

"Don't call me that. Uchiha," Kanda would retort, trying to hide the lust in his words. Itachi always heard it though.

A few moment later Kanda came with a strangled moan, his head tossed backward, his back arching up off the wall. Itachi followed shortly after, letting the moan spill freely over his lips, into the others hair. The Uchiha would then step back, letting Kanda slide to the floor as he readjusted his pants. He would bend over and take the exorcist chin in his hand, attempting to place a kiss to his lips. Instead Kanda pulled his face free from the Uchiha's grasp, mumbling 'don't touch me'. Itachi would smirk and walk away. He wouldn't resist so much the next time he came around.