Deidara checked his watch. 6:00. He was right on time.
The blonde smiled as he knocked on the door, waiting patiently for a certain man to answer. After a few seconds the door opened to reveal Itachi Uchiha, giving the blonde a flat look. "I thought you weren't coming."
"I'm always on time, un," Deidara said, stepping inside the house. "And why wouldn't I be here? You're my favorite customer, un."
Itachi choose not to reply, instead taking time to look over the blonde's gorgeous body. Deidara was wearing a tight black top the exposed his stomach, along with a pair of skintight black jeans. "I haven't seen you wear that before," Itachi commented.
"What do you think I spent my last payment from you on, un?" Deidara asked, spinning around to give Itachi a full view of his body. He smirked as he watched the weasel's eyes widen ever so slightly, already entranced by the blonde. He turned his back to the Uchiha, walking towards to stairs, fingers trailing along the wooden banister. "Your brother isn't home, right, un?" He could distinctly remember Sasuke walking in on them, right in the middle of their fun. Itachi had merely climbed out of the bed, drabbed Sasuke to the stairs, and stuck his head in the railing, forcing him to stay like that until Deidara finished up and freed him.
The blonde heard the sound of a belt being undone, and turned around just in time to have Itachi slam him into the side of the stairs. "You're being a bit rough, Itachi," Deidara commented, smirking as the weasel grabbed his hands and raised them over his head.
"Shut up," Itachi ordered, tying Deidara's hands to the railing with his belt.
"I charge extra for doing it outside the bedroom, un," Deidara reminded him.
"Like I care," Itachi growled. Deidara smirked again and shut his mouth, not wanting to piss off his best customer.
The weasel moved to stand in between Deidara's legs, rubbing his knee against the blonde's crotch. Deidara shut his eyes, biting back the moans threatening to escape him. Itachi applied a little more pressure, forcing the blonde to cry out. "Why do you always try to be quiet?" Itachi whispered into Deidara's ear. "I love hearing you moan like that." To emphasize his point, he rubbed even harder, earning another cry and moan from Deidara.
"S-Stop it," Deidara ordered, trying to get his body under control. "I'm supposed to be the one pleasuring you, un."
"Well you can't do that unless I'm hard, right?" Itachi reasoned, nibbling the blonde's ear. "And nothing gets me hornier than your moaning."
Deidara had to bite back a whine as Itachi pulled away form his body, quickly undoing the blonde's pants and pulling the pants and boxers off Deidara's body. The blonde had already kicked off his shoes and was now only clad in his shirt. Itachi quickly undid his own pants before moving in between the blonde's legs. He began grinding their erections together, moans escaping both of their mouths. He reached up and jabbed two fingers into Deidara's mouth, his free hand traveling over Deidara's torso as the blonde coated his fingers in saliva.
As soon as the blonde opened his mouth, Itachi's hand slid down his body, teasingly moving in circles outside Deidara's entrance before thrusting in. "AAAH!" The blonde screwed his eyes shut, relaxing his body. He knew Itachi liked it hard and fast, so the less tense he was, the better this would feel.
Itachi pulled out his fingers as soon as he was sure the blonde was fairly well stretched, spreading Deidara's legs further apart before roughly thrusting in. Deidara couldn't help screaming, much to Itachi's delight.
The Uchiha began moving in and out of Deidara, virtually slamming into the blonde now. "Ahh…Itachi!..Ohh…" the blonde was determined to give the weasel as much pleasure as he could, and that included making those sweets noises Itachi loved so much. Besides, he was getting quite a bit of pleasure out of this himself.
Deidara was trying desperately not to cum before Itachi, but the weasel had other plans. He reached down and began pumping the blonde in time with his thrusts, trying to make Deidara reached his climax. Finally, when a well aimed thrust made him hit Deidara's sweet spot, the blonde finally came in his hand, setting him off a moment later.
Deidara was desperately trying to catch his breath as he felt Itachi reach up and undo his hands, allowing them to fall limply to his sides. "Come on," Itachi ordered, picking up the blonde and carrying him over his shoulder.
"What are you doing, un?!"
"Taking you up to my room," Itachi replied, walking up the stairs and into a bedroom.
"Pay up," the blonde ordered, holding out his hand expectantly.
Itachi rolled his eyes and reached into his wallet, pulling out the cash he owed Deidara and handing it to him. "Happy now?"
"Un," Deidara said, tucking the money into his pocket, before walking to the door.
"Deidara." The blonde turned around at his name. "When's the next time I can buy you?"
"Two nights from now at seven, un."
"I'll take it."
Deidara smiled and walked out of the door, heading down the hall and to the stairs. He didn't have anymore customers tonight; past experience had taught him not to let other people buy him after Itachi did.
As he was stepping off the bottom of the stairs, the door opened to reveal two young teenagers; a blonde, and Sasuke. "Sasuke, who's he?" the blonde asked, pointing to Deidara.
"No one, Naruto. Just some hooker my brother likes."
That attitude was exactly why Deidara hated Sasuke. He walked up to the boy and pulled him away from Naruto, bending down to whisper into his ear. "You know, for eighty bucks and an hour I could teach you to do tricks that'll have your little blonde begging you to fuck him into your mattress, un."
Deidara smirked as he pulled away right before Sasuke had a killer nosebleed. He stepped over the fallen Uchiha, rather happy with himself.
Even if it meant that Itachi would probably want to punish him next time he came around.