Document Opened: 08/24/2009, 10:55pm.
Authors Note:
I realized a
couple of minutes ago that I have not written for my ItaDei claim at
10_Fashions over at LiveJournal. Gods, I'm addicted to that
.
Claim: Itachi Uchiha x Deidara.
Disclaimer: I do
not own Naruot. Masahi Kishimoto does.
Warnings for lime in this chapter and since I am aiming for Romantic/Comedy, none of these will be sad or depressing or contain character death.
Theme/Prompt: No.2. Satin Dreams.
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He
could only see darkness for a moment before he looked to the right
and spotted a king size bed. But what caught his attention was not
the bed itself but rather who was on it. Laying sideways on
the bed, with hair completely down and framing his face was one
Deidara calling him over with his finger and one seductive
expression. Without thinking, Itachi's feet moved by
themselves as he was transfixed by the nearly naked blond on the bed
with sheets he could see now were dark violet in color. A few
steps later he was beside the bed and sat down as the blond, who was
only wearing a pair of red boxers, sat up and silently moved closer
to him. A lusturous yet mischevious grin appeared on Deidara's face
as he wrapped his arms around the raven haired male. Itachi
returned the gesture by wrapping his arms around the sculptors bare
waist and the two slowly leaned in for a deep kiss. As soon their
lips came together he was careful not to rush his next move and began
toying with the blond's lower lip. After he began sucking
lightly on the teen's bottom lip, he earned a small but happy moan
and was granted access to slip his tongue inside the other males
mouth. His hand
brushed against the soft fabric of the sheet and in the back of his
mind he identified it as satin while his hand slowly slid down the
sculptors chest and he stopped to toy with rim of the pinned makes
boxers. Almost at the same time Deidara slipped his own hand
down the Uchiha's
pants....
While
he trailed his tongue against the roof of the Deidara's mouth, he
also began slowly pushing said blond onto his back.
Itachi shot awake, beet red and panting slightly at the memory of the dream. He looked around the room and after a moment his eyes landed on the clock that read 'two thirty five' he became increasingly aware of a certain problem and immediately wondered if Deidara was awake or not.
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Document Finished: 08/25/2009, 02:22am.