Part one, in Sasuke's POV.
Disclaimer: Sporku does not, I repeat, Does not own Naruto, or any of the characters...
In the darkest hours of the night, he'd visit me… not often but enough for me to know he'd come again. Soft whispers, gentle caresses would wake me from my sleep…
"shh, stay quiet…" He'd say, pulling me close.
"Onii-san?" He would never respond, maybe so he could force himself not to believe he lusted over his brother. A hand ghosted over my skin, lightly stroking my cheek, drifting down my chest, coming to rest on my thigh. His other hand rubbing small, calming circles on my back.
He wouldn't speak much, other than the occasional moan, or quiet chiding comments, he was silent… All except for his breathing, synching with mine as he laid with me, as he held me. Even in the darkness I could feel his dark eyes, roaming over my clothed body, piercing me. I could image the way his hair would cascade over his shoulders, not held back by a tie or a ribbon. I could smell him, that calming smell that was my brother, it was… him… I still can almost smell him to this day… There is no other way to describe it. I could feel him, I could feel his heart, steadily beating in his chest, I could feel his hands, I could feel his legs tangled with mine in my small bed.
Sometimes he would kiss me, feather light, starting at my forehead. Which during the day he'd poke much to my annoyance. He'd kiss my cheek, he'd meet my lips. My neck.
Gently, ever so gently, he'd shift me, pulling off my shirt. He'd kiss my shoulder, my chest. My heart would flutter inside it's cage as he made his way down.
He'd never go further than my belly button, He would never destroy my purity.
In the darkness, He'd kiss my forehead again and disappear from my room. No doubt supplied with enough memory of me to last him for awhile, in the dark of his own room.
Sometimes, at night I sit up in bed, and wait, Like I am now. Somehow hoping Itachi would appear at my bedside. Hoping that he would hold me close. Hoping he would love me again.
Itachi… I miss his smell, I miss his touch, I miss… my brother… I miss Itachi
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