A really short ficlet i did for my majestic friend, TheDancer-sYellowRaincoat
Pairings are-
Itachi/Deidara
with a hint of Gaara/Neji at the very end (only very slightly implied)
enjoy :)
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Deidara was lying lazily on Itachi's desk, trying to distract him from the important paper work he was trying to focus on. Unfortunately for him, Deidara was so far unsuccessful. Grabbing a pen from the pot near the computer he was partially squishing, the blonde artist stuck the end in his mouth as seductively as he could, eyeing the object of his desire with a half-lidded eyes.
Itachi continued to ignore his boyfriend, scribbling notes on the papers he so dreaded filling out. Running the Uchiha Company wasn't exactly a piece of cake, he really didn't need a constant distraction to literally be laid out in front of him.
Refusing to be deterred, Deidara began licking the pen like it was a sizzling hot summer's day and the pen was a delicious iceblock. He watched carefully for any change in Itachi's work, and held back a smirk as his boyfriend tightened his grip around the pen he was writing with. Spurred on, Deidara started moaning as seductively as he could while being creep with the pen, which of course made no sense.
It's just a pen, he's being stupid, ignore it, the usually calm and collected Uchiha told himself, though he honestly was past the point of going back to focusing on his work. Refusing to raise his head to properly look at Deidara, he swiped a quick glace upwards through his dark hair. The idiot artist was looking so damn fuckable, lolling his head back and all. Itachi just couldn't help but lose it. "Ah, fuck it…"
Deidara was already unbuckling his own pants as Itachi knocked all the papers (and the pen, recently broken by Itachi) from the top of his mahogany desk, leering at his victory over his boyfriend's determination to do all his work. No mere man would have withstood more than a few seconds of Deidara's seduction, but Itachi was no mere man. He was a muther truckin' Uchiha.
"Finally, yeah…" Was the last intelligible mutter for the next hour or so.
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"That was great, yeah." Deidara was curled around Itachi like a cat, smiling satisfiedly as a hand combed its fingers through his hair. Despite the fact that Itachi would now need to buy a new computer, there wasn't much damage to the room, as the couple hadn't strayed too far from the Uchiha's desk. They hadn't needed to. "I always knew it was a good idea to fuck you, yeah."
"Mmmm, yes. It was rather great." Itachi wasn't really one for cuddling, but Deidara always looked so cute after doing it, he just couldn't refuse to hold him. Itachi continued to pat down his tired boyfriends hair, kissing the top of his head affectionately. Lucky he had a big desk, there were no Titanic 'THERE'S NO ROOM' problems. "But, of course, I'd prefer it if you didn't fuck anyone else."
Unfortunately, that was when Gaara walked in on the nude couple. He had been going to negotiate about an agreement between their two companies. He quickly sprinted out of the building without ever uttering a word.
He hadn't realised it was acceptable to do such things in one's office.
He had to go tell Neji.
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