❦ Drunken Love❦
Swimming in a pool of red rose petals, Itachi watched as Sasuke stumbled over to him. Sasuke was drunken before getting in. Itachi smiled smugly.
Sasuke fell towards him. He pulled him to himself and held him close. Pearls of many colors were wrapped around his glittered body. His body sparkled in the moonlight and dim candlelight.
Sasuke slowly moved his head up to Itachi's mouth. He rubbed the tip of his tongue on Itachi's shiny, wet, bottom lip for entry. He allowed him to enter. Their tongues mated roughly. Sasuke gently bit down on Itachi's tongue.
Itachi rotated them around and pushed him against the side of the pool. He then pushed his pelvis into Sasuke's. He heard a moan escape his lips.
Then Itachi pulled Sasuke and himself out of the pool and sat Sasuke on the blood red silk blanket. It got soaked as he laid him down. Water dripped everywhere. Another moan escaped Sasuke's lips. Itachi was forcing his hips into Sasuke's harder and ever so harder into his.
"Aniki!" Sasuke screamed.
"Shh . . . Otouto, relax." he whispered in his ear. He pushed harder then ever now.
A loud groan slipped out of his mouth. "It . . . a . . .chi . . ." Sasuke held on tightly to Itachi's back shoulders. He was too drunk to realize this was his older brother he was doing this to him. But, right now, he didn't care, it felt too right.
Itachi licked Sasuke's mouth and left a trail after his tongue. He drifted around his throat and slid down his ribs.
Sasuke tightened his grip on his shoulders as he did so.
Itachi went back up to his nipples and licked them gently. He then suckled them.
A moan came from Sasuke again. " Itachi!" he groaned loudly.
"That's it Sasuke . . ." Itachi replied. To him Sasuke looked just about lost being drunk. Then his heart skipped a beat as Sasuke harshly flipped them over. Sasuke then pushed his pelvis as hard as he could into Itachi's.
Itachi was loving this all the way through. He loved it when Sasuke would get drunk and go over the edge as he does. Sasuke would always get wild on him. And he would get really rough on him too. But that's how he loves it. Rough. Always rough with him.
"Otouto . . . harder . . . . faster!" he moaned .
Sasuke lifted his head and looked at him with a lost expression of pleasure. He began going faster and much harder.
"Uhhh . . . Otouto . . . yes . . .oh . . .yes." he moaned loudly. This is what he desperately missed of his little Sasuke. He had always desired this so badly. He missed his little Sasuke's wild side. This feels like his long awaited dessert at the end of the long rough bloody road. This sweet sensation of being with his little Sasuke again.
"My . . . little . . .Sasuke . . .Uhhh . . ."