Headboards and Hard Wood Floors

Chapter Two: Itachi and Deidara are alone together at last, but for only one precious night. This night will last forever.

Pairing: ItaDei, Itachi and Deidara

Warnings: Hard Yaoi

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters. No copyright infringement intended.

Requested By: black55widow

Deidara sat on his bed, his legs crossed as he thoroughly brushed his hair. He had just gotten out of the shower, and was combing through knots and tangles in his silky blonde hair. Water dripped onto the bed, and Deidara was sure Sasori would hate him for that later. But right now, Deidara could care less what Sasori thought. He had his mind on other things, better things than the grumpy old redhead that was his partner.

He heard the door open and close softly, and he smiled happily to himself. Itachi walked in and took the brush from Deidara's hands and did it himself. They didn't need to say anything, they could tell what each other was feeling by body language, expressions, tension…they were connected in many ways, as if they were twins and had been together their entire lives.

Deidara leaned against Itachi's chest as he ran the brush through the curtains of shining hair. He closed his eyes and sighed blissfully, drinking in Itachi's sweet, firm scent that reminded him of snow. Clean, crisp and deep, but still unbelievably beautiful.

Itachi stopped brushing for a second to run his fingers through blonde locks, pushing it aside to nuzzle Deidara's neck affectionately. This time, Itachi was the one admiring his lover's scent. Deidara's scent was so nostalgic, so relaxing. It was almost milky, like a newborn baby next to his mother. Deidara was young, much younger than Itachi, and it was obvious. While Itachi's face was thin and lined with battle-worn wrinkles, Deidara's face was still round and colorful, full of life and curiosity. He never had time to experience life, to enjoy being carefree and ignorant. But he had joined the Akatsuki when he was very young, so he never had a chance to see what it was like to be a normal person. Though Deidara handled everything so well…

It was late evening, and almost everyone was getting ready for bed. Sasori was currently away from his workshop, so Deidara had a rare moment alone. He was glad Itachi had timed it well, so he appeared just as Sasori had left.

"Our mission's tonight," Itachi reminded him. "You should get ready." Deidara didn't answer. He was still busy basking in Itachi's warmth, wanting life to be this sweet and innocent. Being a member of the Akatsuki, every day was hell, risking your life and killing people left and right…but when Deidara managed to scrape up these little moments with Itachi, he could almost forgot what a hopeless life he lived.

Pein had assigned them a pretty quick, easy mission, since Itachi and Deidara weren't partners to begin with. They were sent to assassinate a high priest and take his sacred scrolls, which Pein wanted for god knows why, and if they happened to pass up some gold or jewels on their way out, they weren't afraid to pick up a couple handfuls.

Itachi and Deidara departed soon after sundown with their weapons pouch, blankets and water. They'd spend the night somewhere outside, well out of sight, and travel the rest of the way to the Land Hidden in the Mist in the morning. They were good at concealing their identities, so pretending they were just lost stragglers wouldn't be hard. Besides, it wasn't like they would run into anyone at this time of night. Deidara thought this was a perfect chance for him and Itachi to catch up without having to worry about a difficult mission.

The rest of the Akatsuki didn't know about Itachia and Deidara's secret relationship, and they planned to keep it that way. Nobody needed to know about them, they liked their privacy. In a group like this, there was hardly any time for love, and it usually ended in heartbreak anyway. Deidara hoped and prayed he would never have to watch Itachi die, or vice versa, but being in the bloodthirsty Akatsuki, anything was possible.

Deidara shook his head, telling himself not to think such terrible thoughts. Things were good now, and that's all he cared about.

When it started to get darker, Itachi suggested they rest for the night. He chose a giant oak tree overgrown with leaves and moss, a good place to stay warm while they slept.

Deidara yawned and Itachi pulled out the blankets and laid them down on the grass. It almost looked like some sort of date. A romantic picnic getaway under the moonlit stars in a field filled with wildflowers and the soothing sounds of the forest. Maybe…for now, Itachi could comfort Deidara with the hope that everything would be okay as long as they loved each other. He could give Deidara what he really wanted; a nice, romantic, real relationship.

"Deidara, come here," Itachi called his lover and Deidara plunked himself down on Itachi's lap. Itachi kissed his chin a couple times, then his cheeks, and his forehead. Deidara purred happily and rubbed up against Itachi, quickly creating friction between them. "Deidara, it's been a long time since we made love," Itachi said huskily, pausing to nibble softly on Deidara's ear. He mewled whiningly, tugging on Itachi's shoulders, gesturing for him to bite harder. Itachi obeyed. "How would you like it under the stars?"

"Mm, yeah, un…" Deidara slipped his hands inside Itachi's cloak, poking around until they were sliding under his mesh shirt. His cold hands touched heated flesh, and Itachi gasped in surprise. Deidara paused for a moment before continuing, moving his hands all over the taut stomach and chest. He pinched a nipple gently, knowing where to draw the line with Itachi. Itachi preferred to be the one touching instead of being touched. Deidara didn't mind. He liked being submissive to Itachi.

Itachi moved his mouth down to Deidara's neck, sucking softly on the pale column. Deidara let his hands fall from Itachi's chest to his pants, quickly unbuttoning them and pushing them down to slim, bony hips. Deidara grabbed Itachi's half-hard member and pumped it, feeling the flesh pulse under his fingertips. Having Itachi feel this way for him was blissful, as if nothing could go wrong when they were intertwined together. Tonight would be their chance to reconnect, after months of solitude and secrecy.

"Itachi, I…" Deidara swallowed nervously. "I love you, un." Itachi looked up in surprise at Deidara's face, smothered in a crimson blush. His blue eyes were averted in embarrassment, glazed over with a sheen of pleasure.

"Deidara, that's the first time you've said that." A hint of amusement laced Itachi's voice, but it was mostly filled with love and admiration.

"Yeah, well…" Deidara blushed harder. "I mean it, un." Itachi chuckled and kissed Deidara's nose, making him turn his head so they could lock eyes.

"I love you too, Deidara…" Deidara's heart swelled, but he couldn't reply. He just smiled and nuzzled his head against Itachi's shoulder like an affectionate kitten. Itachi petted his hair, letting Deidara have a few moments of simple warmth before Itachi had his way with him.

"Deidara…" The feral lust in Itachi's voice told Deidara that it was time to get a move on. He climbed off Itachi and propped him up against the tree so he could crouch down and pull the raven's pants down further. His cock was now fully erect and dripping precum. Deidara licked his lips and hurriedly engulfed the piece of flesh into his mouth. Itachi moaned in satisfaction, tangling his fingers together in Deidara's long blonde hair. Deidara bobbed his head up and down, sucking enthusiastically. He could fit Itachi's length all the way down his throat, much to Itachi's enjoyment. He himself wasn't good at giving blowjobs, since he never really liked to be at anyone's mercy, especially in such a lewd way. Itachi preferred it when Deidara was between his legs, making such erotic noises.

Itachi quickly shed Deidara of his cloak. Deidara shivered as the night air bit at his exposed skin, but it was easily overpowered by the shivers of pleasure.

Itachi then reached over and slid down Deidara's pants, rubbing the soft cheeks of his ass soothingly. Deidara could tell that even though he was impatient, Itachi would be gentle. It had been so long since their last night together, and Itachi wanted to make it last, so it stayed with them for months after, when they had to return to their duties and their partners.

"Deidara…" Itachi's voice was breathy. "Are you ready for a finger?"

"Mm hm," Deidara answered around Itachi's cock.

Itachi brought his hand back up to his face and sucked on three of his fingers, coating them in thin salvia. When he was sure it wouldn't hurt, he lowered them back to Deidara's entrance.

He pushed in one finger without hesitation. Deidara moaned, sending vibrations all through Itachi's body. He wiggled his ass, telling Itachi to put another one in, fast.

Itachi did so happily, stretching Deidara's hole to size. He was soft inside, meaning he was unbelievably ready. Itachi didn't doubt Deidara touched himself thoroughly every day; Itachi did.

After stretching for a while, Itachi could feel himself getting close. He didn't want to come from just this. He wanted to come inside his beautiful lover, he wanted them to come together.

"Stop," Itachi told him, and Deidara let go of his cock. It sprung back up against his stomach. "Undress." They both took off the rest of the clothes, piling them up in the grass where they wouldn't get dirty. The cold night air hardly bothered them anymore. Deidara was hot everywhere, his body flushed with arousal. Itachi didn't look much different.

They switched places, so Deidara was leaning up against the tree. Scraggly bark scraped at his back, but he didn't care. He openly spread his legs and Itachi resumed his preparation. He shoved two fingers in at the same time, causing Deidara to moan loudly and flail his arms around for something to hang on to. He found purchase in Itachi's hair, tugging and pulling. Itachi didn't say anything; he knew Deidara was sensitive and needed something to keep him steady during sex. Itachi would usually wake up the next morning with shallow scratches on his shoulders and arms where Deidara's fingernails and dug into his flesh. He loved having memories of their time together, to remind himself of the gorgeous angel he had right under his nose.

Itachi couldn't help but to look up and gaze up at Deidara's red face. Sweat dripped down his forehead, making his hair matted and messy. His eyes were squeezed shut with anticipation, his lips parted in quiet moans. He was every definition of beautiful, flawless, fascinating... Itachi could drift off gazing at him and not come back into reality for some time.

"I-Itachi, un…" Deidara's voice echoed over his daydreaming. "Stop drifting off, un. I-I'm ready."

"Right." Itachi pulled his fingers out and spit on them once more, rubbing his saliva over his cock to lubricate it. He wrapped Deidara's legs carefully around his waist, shifting into a more comfortable position. Deidara instinctively grabbed Itachi's shoulders, though he hadn't done anything yet. Itachi took a deep breath and pressed the tip of his cock to Deidara's pink, wet entrance. He loosened up as best he could as Itachi slowly pushed in.

Deidara automatically tensed up, though he tried to relax. He dug his fingernails into Itachi's skin, creating half-mooned crescent marks that would surely last a while.

Itachi groaned as Deidara tightened around him, smothering his cock in velvet heat. A few tears spilled over Deidara's cheeks, and Itachi managed to lean forward and lick them off.

"Y-you…" Deidara gasped, "seem b-bigger, un…"

"I'm excited," Itachi admitted. "Being out here in the open, fucking you with no one around is extremely arousing. I hope you plan to take care of it."

"O-of course, un!"

"Good. Now relax, I can hardly move." Deidara did as told, taking a deep breath and letting it out carefully. After a few more deep breaths, he was able to relax well enough to let Itachi start moving.

Itachi built a steady pace at first, thrusting slowly and smoothly. Deidara's hole was slick and slackened, so Itachi's cock moved in and out effortlessly. The flowing movements were good, but not enough for either of them.

Itachi started going faster, thrusting his hips forward as he rammed into his lover. Deidara's moans and screams were loud, reverberating through the starry night air. Itachi grunted every now and again, but kept his voice low. He liked seeing Deidara underneath him, writhing and shrieking as if he were a virgin, experiencing all of this for the first time. Deidara never disappointed. Even a quickie in the closet or in a locked bedroom in the morning, Deidara was always at his best. Itachi wanted him to feel everything he was feelings, all the wonderful sensations that came with being seme.

Itachi reached for Deidara's cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts. Precum dribbled down his cock, soaking his thighs. Itachi's hand was soon covered in the white liquid, and he wanted so bad to lick it all off. But he kept his motions up, bringing Deidara closer and closer to climax.

"I-Itachi!!" Deidara screamed, rolling his hips in time with Itachi's pounding thrusts. His ankles were crossed tightly over Itachi's back, his fingers scrabbling over Itachi's arms, he just couldn't get enough of Itachi. If they could do this everyday, his life couldn't get any better.

Unfortunately, as soon as the mission was over, they would have to go back to pretending they didn't care about each other. Itachi would go back to sharing a room with Kisame, and Deidara back to sharing a room with Sasori. Their minds would constantly be filled with the other, of this single night where they reminded each other what was deep inside them all along.

"Deidara…" Itachi growled. His thrusts were becoming random and erratic, signaling his own orgasm. "I-I'm coming…!"

"M-me too, un!" Deidara threw his head back as his climax hit him like a rocketing train. It barreled into him like lightening, shocking his very blood with electricity. Cum exploded out of his cock and onto his face, and his vision was blinded by white hot intensity for a moment.

Itachi was feeling the same time as he released deep inside Deidara, emptying his load with a content moan. He shuddered in pleasure as he filled Deidara to the brim, completing him, forcing him into a period of such pleasure, he could hardly breathe.

Itachi, breathing heavily, began to pull out of Deidara, but Deidara stopped him.

"Stay inside me, un," he whispered. "All night. I want to remember this, un." Itachi smiled and snuggled closer to Deidara, his limp member still encased in Deidara's heat.

Wind blew on their naked bodies, and Itachi gathered his cloak and laid it over them. He tucked the edges around Deidara's sides, making sure he would stay warm during the night. Deidara held onto Itachi, wishing they could lay like this forever.

But for now, forever could last one night.

A/N: Sorry it took so long :P I couldn't come up with a decent story line. I'm afraid it's a little too sappy, but...I tried
On another note, I just learned what PWP means XD Thanks TenshiXXX!
black55widow, I hope you enjoy this ^^
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