A/N: And that's a wrap, people!
I have realized that I should practice writing smut. I don't do that often, so I kind of feel...very shy. I'm still a smut apprentice! I'm not particularly happy with it, but I'll let you guys be the judges.
Un-beta'd, for the time being.
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Unmei no Koe
Part IV
Naruto's apartment was minuscule compared to where Itachi lived. It had only one single, wide room. The kitchen area stood on the wall opposite the entrance door. On the wall to the left, Itachi had felt a traditional wardrobe with sliding doors, and on the right wall there were two doors containing the bathroom and the bathing room. There was a small low square wooden table on the center of the apartment, a few paintings here and there, but apart from that, it was simple and plain.
Naruto and Sasuke had been dating for a while now, and once in a blue moon, they liked to force him to hang out with them. The only reason Itachi tagged along was because he knew he avoided them far too much – it was easier for him to be himself and keep his resolve strong – and because being around those two always made him feel wanted and comfortable. With his parents living faraway in the countryside, they were his only family, capable of soothing his darkest moods and making him feel like he was home.
On that night, the two of them were in a particular good mood. As Itachi smoked his cigarette, sitting on the floor in front of the low table, an old radio played an unknown song from an unknown band. Behind him, in the kitchen area, Sasuke and Naruto were preparing dinner together. They moved with practiced ease, once in a while exchanging insults between them, causing Itachi to smile to himself in contentment. They would kiss innocently and then whisper softly among themselves.
The food they prepared was simple, but tasty. It had lots of vegetables, just as Sasuke liked it, and a lot of meat, courtesy of Naruto. There was beer, and red wine, too, fact that worried Itachi because if those two got drunk, he'd have no one to drive him home, and he had no idea where he was, so it wasn't like he'd take the chance of venturing outside to find some sort of public transportation at night.
He didn't let that small detail bother him, because he was actually having fun for once, happy to simply be beside the two people that meant the most to him in the whole world.
They talked about everything and nothing as they ate and drank. Naruto blabbered on incessantly about whatever absurd topic he could think of, something that earned him several exasperated smacks across the head from Sasuke, which in turn, led them to start several pointless arguments. Itachi couldn't help but to laugh and compare them to spoiled children, effectively diverting their attentions from each other so they could focus on insulting him, instead.
Desert came in the form of a bottle of sake. Itachi was feeling pretty good by then, even though he didn't feel drunk.
"You can just crash here, and I'll drive you home tomorrow," Naruto was saying joyfully. He was sitting on Itachi's left, between him and Sasuke.
"You only own one futon, moron," Sasuke pointed out from his sitting spot across from Itachi.
"It's a huge futon!" Naruto defended, snatching Itachi's cigarette from him. "It'll be a tight fit, but I'm sure we'll be fine."
Naruto took one experimental drag on the cigarette, and promptly started to cough. "Holy shit, how can anyone smoke this thing?!"
"It would be inappropriate for me to sleep with the two of you," Itachi said, stifling his laughter. "Now give me my thing back."
"No, give it to me," Sasuke demanded, and by the sound of it, Naruto complied, handing Sasuke the cancer stick.
"I'm too buzzed to drive, and we drove here in my car, so tough luck on that, boss," the youngest of the three replied, stubbornly.
"I can't disagree with that," said Sasuke.
"Can't you light one for yourself?" Itachi mumbled, now annoyed.
"I don't feel like it," was Sasuke's reply, as he inhaled from Itachi's half smoked cigarette. "Is there more sake left?"
"Anyway, it's not like we're going to have sex with you there," Naruto offered, teasingly, elbowing Itachi's side. "Unless you're up for it, of course. We'd put up quite the show for you."
It was Sasuke's turn to cough as if he had just choked on his own saliva. Itachi merely raised an eyebrow in his assistant's direction. He knew exactly what kind of show they could provide, but preferred to keep his observations to himself.
"Anyway," Sasuke said, clearing his throat. "Mom called yesterday, and she really wants to see us. It's been a while since we visited them. I was thinking we could bring Naruto along, since she's looking forward to meeting him."
"I love your mom," Naruto admitted excitedly, turning to Itachi. "We talked a few times on the phone, and she sounds like such a wonderful, sweet woman. And she's really beautiful from what I've seen in the pictures on Sasuke's place! You guys really take after her."
"Itachi inherited our dad's seriousness," Sasuke intervened, a smile gracing his voice. "When he frowns it's just like him. And those marks in his face are just like dad's, too. But yeah, I suppose he inherited our mother's beauty, in a way."
"Ah, your dad looks scary," Naruto agreed, laughing. "But Itachi looks scary, too, sometimes."
"Most of the times," Sasuke reinforced.
"Do they know Naruto's your boyfriend?" Itachi inquired, suddenly uncomfortable. "Or is he going to be introduced as a friend, and my assistant?"
"They know," the young Uchiha confirmed. "Mom was a bit disappointed he's a guy, though."
"Well, she did want you to provide grandchildren," Itachi mumbled, grabbing his tiny porcelain cup of sake. "Considering I'm the hopeless case in the family and all that."
"Itachi came out when he was sixteen," Sasuke explained plainly to Naruto.
"I dated a few women in my life, but it was easier for me to not give them hope," Itachi sipped the rest of his sake and set the cup down. "Sasuke, on his part, was always very vague about his sexuality, so I suppose our parents still rely on him to keep the family growing."
"The family is already huge as it is, and our cousins can breed as much as they like," Sasuke dismissed.
"Just because you're with a guy it doesn't mean you can't have kids," Naruto offered, reasonably. "I can't tell the future, but if we can put up with each other for the rest of our lives, I'm fine with having kids if that's what you want."
Itachi pursed his lips together, a stupid, strong feeling of rejection hitting him, and Sasuke fell silent, probably staring at Naruto with a bewildered expression.
"I wouldn't concern myself with your parents," Naruto pressed on, easily. "They love you both and have apparently accepted both of you for what you are, even though they sound traditional, coming from such a huge, ancient clan. They'll respect whatever either of you choose to do with your lives, I'm sure."
For some reason, Naruto's words pierced through Itachi's heart, making him feel emotional all of a sudden with nostalgia for the place that had seen him and Sasuke grow up.
His parents had always been strict, yet loving. Neither he nor his little brother were people easy to handle, and still, considering the way they were brought up and their parents' expectations for them, the truth was, mother and father had always supported and trusted their choices.
It sounded so reassuring coming from Naruto's mouth that Itachi couldn't help but to wonder if his parents would've been understanding like that if he ever told them how much he really loved Sasuke and how much he wanted to stay by his side. Would they ever understand if, for some unfathomable reason, things had been different and he were to introduce Naruto as his and Sasuke's lover?
If there was love, enough love, would they understand?
"Oh, shit, did I say something wrong?" Naruto inquired doubtfully, sounding upset with himself. "The two of you have these identical expressions of sourness, and I don't know if I should be scared, worried, or turned on."
Sasuke huffed and Itachi managed to smile lightly.
"Hn..." Itachi replied. Knowing Sasuke the way he did, his brother had probably been thinking about the exact same thing as him.
"Just…don't you know when to shut up?" Sasuke mumbled dryly.
Naruto didn't answer for a while, seeming lost in thought. After a long, heavy and undoubtedly tense silence, he hummed determinedly. "Yeah," he said. "I actually do. I'm done with the useless talking."
Itachi's breath got caught in his lungs as he felt Naruto moving towards Sasuke, and he knew he was going to kiss him even before their mouths collided. His fists clenched over his lap. When Sasuke moaned around Naruto's tongue, Itachi forced his expression to remain impassive as he turned his face to the side in an unconscious act of embarrassment, the action providing little comfort considering he couldn't escape the sounds they made. They were barely a meter away from him, what the hell was Naruto thinking?
The two broke the contact, but Itachi could still hear gentle kisses being planted over skin. "Sasuke..." Naruto whispered, probably against Sasuke's neck.
"Yeah..."
Naruto was straightening up. When he turned to him, Itachi felt his whole body becoming rigid with fear and uncertainty. He felt Naruto's warmth approaching him cautiously, his knees touching Itachi's thigh, his chest pressing itself against his arm before his hand touched his cheek gently, pulling him closer. Panic gripped at his insides, the last remnants of his resolve making him force his head away from Naruto's grasp, but the other's hand was firm as it turned Itachi's face to him, his breath now colliding with Itachi's raged one.
"What are you…" he demanded, but before he could protest any further, Naruto had already pressed his mouth to his roughly, instantly flooding his body in burning heat. Itachi's response was horrifyingly automatic in its eagerness, and all he could think about was how good it felt, and then on how Naruto was Sasuke's lover, and how Sasuke was watching the display. It was all so wrong, especially because it felt so disturbingly and sadistically good.
When Naruto's tongue clashed with his and Sasuke's taste mingled between them, the agonizing need made Itachi fear for his self-control, so he summoned whatever was left of his sanity and actually managed to press a wrist against Naruto's chest and push him away a bit, only enough to break the kiss.
Naruto was breathing heavily, his mouth still uncomfortably close to Itachi's, lips brushing his in a feather-like touch.
Itachi wanted to scold him, to ask him what the hell he was thinking, but when he swallowed hard, he remembered that it was both Sasuke's and Naruto's taste he was ingesting, and his voice got stuck in his throat.
"Nee, Itachi," Naruto mumbled cautiously, his fingers moving to the back of Itachi's neck to stroke it gently, his other hand resting over Itachi's knee. "You love him a lot, don't you?"
Itachi pursed his lips together, his hand fisting Naruto's t-shirt, unaware of the gesture. It was clear that Naruto was talking about Sasuke; why, Itachi didn't know, but it was obvious that things had taken quite the violent twist in a matter of seconds. He felt his muscles become stiff with tension.
"He's my brother, of course I love him," Itachi said in a whisper, not wanting his voice to give away the nervousness he was feeling.
Naruto let out a dry, short laugh. "That's not what I mean. From the moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew that he was the person from your books. On that day…gosh, you should've seen the smile on your face when you heard his voice."
It was then that Itachi fully understood that Naruto knew about him and Sasuke. Horror struck him with the power of a lightning bolt, and he let go of Naruto's t-shirt as if it burned him. When he tried to move backwards, somehow wanting to get away from Naruto's dangerous presence, the younger one stopped him, strengthening his clutch on the back of Itachi's neck as his other hand grabbed for Itachi's wrist. They struggled for a few seconds as Itachi hissed a few curses Naruto seemed to ignore – he wasn't letting him go no matter what, and Itachi, being taller and probably stronger, was afraid to use his full strength to release himself from the grasp because he didn't want to hurt him.
"Sasuke?" Itachi called out, turning his face in the direction of his brother, his voice sounding aggressive in his confusion and desperation for someone to just put a stop to whatever it was that was going through his assistant's head.
"I'm here," Sasuke said, the abnormally low, soft tone causing Itachi to still in utter surprise. Sasuke sounded both endeared and sad over the scene in front of him, and it was something unknown to him.
Naruto seemed to find his boss's reaction amusing because he offered a soft chuckle, the sound reverberating on his ears loudly.
"He loves you a lot, too, you know?" he muttered, releasing Itachi completely now that he felt that he wouldn't try to escape, his hands offering a gentle caress before letting go. Even more surprised, Itachi now turned his face to him, noting that only their legs were touching, now. "At first, when I met him, I was really jealous that he was your precious person, but then, as I got to know him better, I started getting jealous of his focus on you," Naruto heaved a long sigh. "And then, as I wrapped my mind about it, and I realized just how much I cared for the both you, I...I grew fascinated because...what you two have is so heartbreakingly beautiful, but so sad. That sadness that consumes the two of you… I can't chase it away, no matter what I do."
Itachi's lips were parted as he breathed in and out. Not only was Naruto blatantly reaffirming that he knew about him and Sasuke, he was also stating, out loud, his feelings for both of them and for what they had. Itachi had feared, in the middle of all that, that his friend might be heartbroken once he knew that it wasn't just about him and the both of them, but also about Itachi and Sasuke as well. He had feared Naruto might find them disgusting, that he'd walk away from them, from Sasuke.
But Naruto, it seemed, wasn't disgusted, and Itachi didn't know if he should feel relieved or just plain scared. It was unsettling for him to not know how to act, or what to say.
Still, there was no way he could deny his feelings since Naruto and Sasuke were clearly in this together. He was buried in deep shit, and no amount of shame or embarrassment would manage to get him out.
"What is your point, Naruto?" Itachi hissed, clenching his fists yet again over his lap to stay as calm as he could.
"My point is..." Naruto proceeded, now in a darker, more serious tone. "I understand you. I understand that you want to protect him, that you think it's wrong, but...you can't let go; you won't. What you fail to see is that, no matter what you think, Sasuke won't, either."
Itachi's breath got stuck in his lungs, as he heard Sasuke move, coming closer – probably on his hands and knees – before stopping at his side, close enough for him to feel his strong presence, but not enough to touch.
He was being trapped, he knew that, and he didn't want to move, afraid that he might come into contact with either of them and lose it. He didn't understand what Naruto was trying to accomplish, didn't understand what Sasuke was doing in keeping quiet and watching from the sidelines.
However, when he felt the back of Sasuke's fingers brush his upper arm just below the short sleeve of his shirt, his rational side felt like it was being crushed. The gesture was casual, but it made his heart start racing violently and chills go up and down his spine at how unbearably nice it felt.
"Naruto..." he said, his voice raspy as he forced himself to be very still. It was a terrible idea, all of that. Listening, staying there, it was just…
"No, listen," his assistant interrupted in a very gentle way. "Love is like...the purest feeling in the world, and it doesn't discriminate. The way the two of you feel towards each other is unique, it's...unworldly. How can you think that something so strong is wrong?"
Sasuke was on his knees, and he was moving even closer, fingers getting inside Itachi's sleeve, caressing the skin there. Itachi could smell his cologne, as well as his natural scent. It was distracting beyond reason. He wanted to touch him back so badly his hands seemed to spasm.
"Even if you say those things, you don't know what it feels like, for me, to acknowledge something as twisted as this," he murmured, feeling weak but managing to sound strict.
"Twisted in the eyes of whom?" Naruto asked, as if he was talking to a child, or someone genuinely crazy.
"The world."
It was Naruto's turn to make a move, his hand touching Itachi's hair, stroking it slowly, and he could swear he had sensed him exchanging glances with Sasuke.
"You know, the world keeps spinning, whether you abide by its rules or not," he whispered, just as Sasuke leaned closer to rest his chin on Itachi's shoulder, breath ghosting over the curve of his neck. "Others may condemn it ignorantly, but they will be fine and move on with their lives, while you and Sasuke..." Naruto's own voice cracked a bit, and he licked his own lips before clearing his throat. "Itachi...I am twisted, too, then. Because I can't stop thinking about how much I want to see you two together, happy together…but I'm also so, so jealous and afraid that I might be left behind..."
"You're just stupid, Naruto," Sasuke said in a low, soft, but highly sensual voice in Itachi's ear. Fuck, he was going to start sweating soon, from the effort he was making. "Haven't we talked about this already?" Sasuke licked his lips, and Itachi could just feel the intense look he was giving Naruto. "Tell him what you want."
Naruto swallowed hard, shifting as if feeling suddenly alert. "I want you two to be happy the way you want to be happy," Naruto then said, slowly but confidently. "I want you two to have each other, but I don't want to lose either of you. If you can just love each other and let me be a part of it, as well, neither of us will have to feel left out and we won't be…betraying anyone; but most importantly, we won't be betraying ourselves."
Itachi couldn't help but to release a dry, ironic chuckle, not really knowing how to feel – if scared beyond himself, or utterly happy that such an offer was being made. His muscles felt tired from all the tension he had put them through, and even his heart seemed exhausted from keeping so many emotions in for so long. He could feel Sasuke's eyes on him and Naruto's expectancy.
Could he really take another day pretending that he didn't want them with everything he had? They all feared the same, and they all wanted the same.
"Itachi," Sasuke muttered, so close now that his mouth was purposefully brushing against Itachi's cheek. "I could never be happy knowing that you're miserable, so...don't do this to us. Let's do what feels right, for once. It's not just about the two of us anymore; you have to think about Naruto, too."
Itachi's eyelids fell at the simple, delicate pleasure created by his brother's touch, feeling completely lost in the haze of need and love that clouded his mind, blurring everything he had always considered to be right, everything he had fought so hard to build and to maintain.
There was no way his heart could handle any more loneliness after this, and he seriously felt like he would die if he applied any more restriction to what his very soul was yearning for.
Itachi sighed and his body, once more, moved without him noticing, his cheek applying a light pressure on Sasuke's lips in a silent request.
It was as if that one, apparently innocent action had become the most powerful trigger in the world, like it had unlocked the chains restraining them and opened the heavy doors of the unknown that they were eager to explore. Itachi was only slightly conscious of Naruto pulling off the braid that tied his hair until the silky strands were free and cascading along his back. Not even two seconds went by when said strands were pushed to the side to reveal an elegant neck that was quickly assaulted by an impatient mouth. Tiny jolts of pleasure ran down Itachi's spine.
While digging his nails teasingly on Itachi's arm, a small, triumphant smile graced Sasuke's mouth before he pressed it to his cheek, gently but in a way that was everything but innocent.
There was a tongue on his neck, and Itachi shivered violently, turning his face so he could face his brother's, which caused them to bump noses. The proximity, the smell of Sasuke's breath was intoxicating and the writer felt himself sinking hopelessly.
Hands ran up and down his back possessively; he swallowed down a moan.
"I love you," Itachi whispered, the truthfulness of the sentence helping his voice to reach a level of steadiness he was thankful for, and even though he couldn't see it, he could just perceive Sasuke's smile fading.
"Then show me," Sasuke replied back wantonly. "Do what you want to do. I'm yours to have."
Like the start of a powerful engine, Itachi's heartbeat seemed to have skyrocketed. Something inside his chest made him feel like he was about to burst, and his head was starting to hurt from so many repressed emotions. All he wanted was for it all to stop, for those terrible and painful things inside to leave and give place to nothing but joy.
Like a demon unleashed, he had no control over his actions as he made his mouth crash over Sasuke's with vicious hunger, eliciting a low groan from him. His body twisting to the side, he had no idea what he was doing, or how his hands had managed to move so that they were gripping the spiky strands in the back of Sasuke's head. There was no time for simple explorations or simply taking it slow – twelve years of waiting, it seemed, had been more than enough, and even though the territory inside his brother's welcoming mouth was now completely unknown to him, there was still a distant familiarity to it that gave Itachi the confidence he needed.
Tongue plunging unceremoniously inside the warm cavern, an explosion of flavor and lust made his head spin when Sasuke's own tongueslid against his eagerly.
Sasuke didn't kiss like a lost, innocent child anymore, instead, responding with the automatic ease caused by desire, but the eagerness was still there, strong, passionate, curious and unaware of the clumsiness, and the rawness of it was taking Itachi's breath away.
Sasuke tasted just like he remembered – clean, sharp, and now with a hint of spiciness brought by the alcohol he had been drinking and the cigarette he had smoked – sheer perfection.
The contact of Naruto's body abandoned him, but that didn't discourage Itachi from kissing Sasuke until he almost suffocated from lack of oxygen in his lungs. The sound of something being dragged filled his ears, alerting him that the low table was being pushed into a corner, allowing him to stretch his legs, which Sasuke wasted no time in straddling. He was forced to release Sasuke's hair as he was pushed back, his hands coming behind him to support his weight on the floor. The youngest Uchiha was efficient in bringing nimble fingers to Itachi's shirt, starting to unbutton it impatiently.
"That is just fucking hot…" Naruto murmured lustfully, from a spot not too far from where they were, probably having wanted to waste some time in just watching them.
Sasuke was the one who broke the kiss, biting down on Itachi's lower lip and tugging at it slightly with his teeth before releasing it.
Itachi opened his eyes, feeling dizzy form lack of oxygen. Sasuke had opened his shirt; his warm and a bit sweaty hands were touching his chest, eager but forcefully gentle, digits brushing over his nipples almost fearfully before moving down to trace the quivering muscles of his abdomen.
"Don't just sit there and stare, moron," Sasuke huffed impatiently in Naruto's direction. "Get your ass over here and do something."
Leaning his head back and baring his neck, Itachi let Sasuke attack it with his teeth, biting down on his jugular and then tracing the area with his tongue, forcing him to release a moan. He could feel Naruto moving closer and his brother's hands moving lower, still, until they were working on unbuttoning his trousers and unzipping them, the action so efficient that it startled him, but before he could even think of protesting or moving away, lips were pressed to his insistently, effectively silencing him. He opened his mouth to allow Naruto entrance, melting into the kiss. Those two were ganging up on him and wouldn't allow him to back away now that the damage had been done. He couldn't even if he had wanted to, which he didn't; not anymore.
When Sasuke's expert hands freed his stinging erection from his pants and boxers, Itachi's hips bucked with the feel of that unfamiliar hand in him, but Naruto's palm was now pressed to his chest as if to calm him down and reassure him. He was only vaguely conscious of Sasuke abandoning his lap and nudging Itachi's legs open with his knees, and obligingly, Itachi allowed him space between his thighs. Shortly after, the head of his cock was engulfed in unwarned warmth and slickness, and he whimpered weakly in pleasure against Naruto's relentless mouth, fists clenching on the floor, aching to touch. Cold shivers ran down his spine as Sasuke sucked him deeper at a fast pace with well-practiced effortlessness, tongue swirling around the leaking head and noisily slurping his pre-cum as Naruto kissed him. There was a hand on his ball sac, squeezing tightly, and another one at the base of his cock, moving up and down in the same rhythm of Sasuke's ministrations.
Itachi knew he wouldn't last long. However, it was when Naruto pinched his right nipple between his fingers, adding an extra feeling to his already riled up state that he lost it.
It was too much, too fast, too soon. Before Itachi could fully comprehend what was happening, heat made his insides boil and his body spasm. Turning his face away from Naruto, he parted his lips in a silent scream, and before he could even utter some kind of alert, he was cumming helplessly into Sasuke's mouth; his brother moaning lustfully around him, creating a light vibration as he swallowed every bit of the fluid leaving Itachi's body, his throat and mouth too tight for Itachi's pulsing cock, and Itachi's orgasm seemed to last forever as he shamelessly thrust his hips to meet that wonderful heat.
When it was finally over, all he could do was fall backwards to lie down completely on the floor in sheer happiness. Sasuke was still licking his cock clean with evident care and affection, and Itachi's head was spinning, his heart racing far too much – he felt dizzy from the pleasure forced upon him, but blissfully satiated, blinking awkwardly at the unseen ceiling.
When Sasuke was finished, he placed a few kisses on Itachi's belly before straightened up, breathing just as hard as the older Uchiha himself.
"That seriously turned me on," Naruto said, between amused chuckles. "I didn't know you were so sensitive, Itachi."
Itachi swallowed hard and breathed in and out deeply, to try and calm down his raging heartbeat, but to no avail. He couldn't muster the courage to open his mouth.
He had finally given up on his own convictions and allowed himself to give in instead, and it fell…not as wrong as he had assumed it would feel. Actually, having Sasuke and Naruto close, touching him, kissing him, making him feel loved was the best feeling of completion he had ever experienced.
"Was it good for you?" Naruto asked Itachi, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on his forehead. "He does give some amazing head."
Itachi simply smiled and made an affirmative sound with the back of his throat.
He didn't really care about what was going to happen next. All he wanted right now was to belong to them and give himself like he had never given himself to another person before.
Itachi felt Naruto leave his side to go to his brother, and in an almost dazed state, he listened to them making out and touch each other. The awkward, desperate sound of clothes being removed was probably the biggest turn on, though, and, for a moment, Itachi found himself enjoying immensely the tension and desire emanating from those two. The electricity seemed to reach him, teasing every single pore of his skin. They were right there. Naruto's knee was touching his foot.
Itachi quickly divested himself from his jeans and boxers, throwing them to the side, and moved over to them on his hands and knees until his forehead bumped slightly against the waist bone of one of them. Someone touched his hair briefly but he didn't' really wanted to delve on who, so he got up on his knees in front of them, guessing they were both in similar positions but with their sides to him, facing each other.
Carefully, he brought his hands to feel the air in front on him, and eventually, they meet solidness as they collided with the faces there. It felt a bit confusing at first, since they were clearly close, but then Itachi realized that they were still kissing, Sasuke's was on his left, and Naruto on his right. They didn't flinch at his contact, so Itachi touched his brother's face with his left hand, and Naruto's with his right, eager to feel for himself the differences between the two.
With feathery touches, he felt Sasuke's closed eyes, soft eyelashes placed upon even softer skin before moving to the perfect curve of his perky nose, his other hand feeling Naruto's forehead, going lower to his cheek where the slightly rougher texture of his birthmarks could be felt. They were both stupidly attractive, but where Sasuke was all sharp, elegant angles, Naruto was made of more vulgar lines, but not less perfect.
His left hand moved a little to the side, causing his middle finger to meet the precise spot where their mouths were touching. Gasping a bit, he felt their lips move over each other in perfect sync, tongues meeting occasionally and brushing lightly over his fingertip. There was no stopping the twitch on his awakening cock, now.
Swallowing hard for the umpteenth time, Itachi decided to move his hands lower, to their shoulders and then to their shoulder blades, running slowly up and down their spines, the gesture earning him a moan from both. Again, the texture of their skin was different. Where Sasuke was all soft, taut muscles, Naruto was a bit fuller, his skin rougher, but not less well-built. Itachi bit his upper lip in awe as his hands moved and now trailed down from their chests to their abs, then lower, only to find that they were jerking each other off slowly. Feeling his fingers, both hands moved out of the way obediently, and Itachi wasted no time in taking their places.
Fuck, Sasuke was...pretty well endowed, but not exaggeratingly so, his aroused member curving perfectly upwards in Itachi's palm. Naruto was only a tiny bit smaller, but thicker than him, the organ leaning ever so slightly to the left. The two young men in front of him broke the kiss as he moved both his hands at the same time to pleasure them tentatively.
"Someone is having fun exploring," Naruto teased, pecking his mouth chastely and tucking a strand of Itachi's long hair behind his ear, the gesture allowing him to take a brief whiff of Sasuke's essence in his fingers.
"What do you want, Itachi?" Sasuke asked huskily, kissing his shoulder and caressing his back before grabbing his naked ass firmly.
"Whatever you two want is fine with me," Itachi answered with honesty. He had never been with two people at the same time, so he didn't know what to expect, even though, if he did have the choice, he'd love to be able to multiply himself in four so he could fuck them and be fucked by them at the same time.
Naruto hummed, lips against his jaw. "I want to fuck you. Are you fine with it?"
It wasn't like Itachi had bottomed much in his life, not because he particularly objected to it, but because the situation simply didn't present itself every day. After wanting them for so long, he was seriously open to try anything.
Taking Itachi's silence as an affirmation, Naruto snorted happily before slapping his hand away from his cock. He got up quickly, going around the two of them and, and opening the sliding door of his wardrobe.
Itachi heaved a content sigh, wondering if he had gotten himself drunk without noticing. He knew, now, that he wanted this. Not just tonight, but every single night after that, with both of them. He just wanted to feel, to give and to take, to love and be loved.
Sasuke was torturing his shoulder, now, offering small, intense bites before licking the marred place soothingly as he teased the crack between Itachi's ass cheeks with the tips of his fingers. Itachi re-positioned himself so that they were in front of each other. They then kissed languidly as Itachi proceeded stroking Sasuke's cock in that lazy rhythm, his other hand grabbing hold of the spiky but silky hairs in the back of his neck.
Before he noticed what he was doing, Itachi was pressing himself against Sasuke and pushing him backwards until he was lying down underneath him, the older man settling comfortably between invitingly opened legs that surrounded his waist, possessively, pulling him close.
Itachi had a hard time processing rationally just how good their bodies felt like that.
Lips broke the contact. Itachi's right hand was supporting his weight on the floor beside Sasuke's head now, and the other one shifted so that it was caressing Sasuke's belly, the muscles trembling slightly at the touch as he moved it upper still, to Sasuke's smooth chest. His fingers were leaving trails of Sasuke's pre-cum along the way.
When fingers pinched his left nipple, the younger Uchiha was predictably responsive, hissing under his breath and arching up, causing their cocks to come into full contact. Itachi couldn't help his own moan, leaning down to nibble on Sasuke's shoulder as he pressed down to meet the other man's request, rubbing their erections together.
There was another presence near him, so strong he could sense it even before Naruto settled on his knees behind him. Rough palms ran over one ass cheeks as teeth sunk into the other roughly.
Then, before Itachi knew what was happening, said ass cheeks were being pushed to the side, and something wet was unceremoniously running over his most intimate hidden spot, the suddenness making him shiver from head to toe.
"Fucking…shit…!" He gasped, his head falling on Sasuke's shoulder, his brother stroking his back and the top of his head affectionately.
He wasn't one to curse, but no one had ever done that to him, and it felt…weird, but not unpleasant, just very sensitive.
Naruto sniggered and blew softly over the pucker. "Come on, 'Tachi, lift your ass up a bit more so I can work my magic."
Itachi had no idea what Naruto's 'magic' was, but Sasuke's encouraging kiss to his temple made him swallow hard and lift his hips until his ass was up in the air. The position could be considered pretty humiliating, but he was too curious to feel ashamed.
The youngest of the three massaged Itachi's spine gently with one hand before going down once more. This time, he offered a few nibbles around the tiny hole before kissing it almost reverently. Then, he literally spit on it before attacking it savagely with his mouth, his tongue wasting no time in teasing the surrounding area with light flicks of his tongue.
Itachi couldn't help but to twitch, the unknown sensation too new but also too overwhelmingly good for words to describe it. He knew his cock was fully hard now, lustful fluids leaking heavily all over Sasuke's navel. When Naruto's tongue teased its way inside the trembling pucker, Itachi had to bite down on Sasuke's neck to keep himself from groaning at the feel of being penetrated by the soft muscle.
He had never understood the appeal of a rim job until this very moment – it was highly pleasurable, and it stimulated his need for something more in his ass.
Sasuke's nails were scratching his chest – Itachi could feel his quick heartbeat in his pulse – his eyes surely watching the scene in amazement.
Naruto seemed to be very content in fucking his anus with his tongue, forcing the entrance to relax, and for all the gods existing in the world, it felt good.
After several seconds of this, Naruto's tongue was removed, allowing Itachi to breath.
The gentle 'pop' of some sort of cap being opened echoed through the small apartment, followed by the ridiculous sound of something similar to a fart, and soon enough, something firm but slippery was being pressed against his hole once more – a lubricated finger. As the digit pressed inside, Sasuke brought a hand to Itachi's cock and started pumping it, as if scared that he might go limp. It was almost funny, because, even though he had come not long before, he was already painfully hard in his excitement.
A thin layer of sweat was forming all over his skin.
His body had accepted Naruto's full finger easily, the intrusion a tad bit uncomfortable but not painful since he had already been relaxed by that devilish tongue. Naruto pulled the digit out a little before pushing it back in, the friction, as well as Sasuke's attention to his cock causing a gasp to leave Itachi's throat. Naruto did this a few more times before removing it completely and adding another finger.
The world had suddenly begun to spin out of control, so Itachi found solace in Sasuke, his lips searching for those of his younger brother, who tilted his head to the side so they could kiss.
He acknowledged that Sasuke wasn't receiving much affection, but he couldn't bring himself to act upon his desire to please him when he was being so thoroughly and blissfully molested by his two precious people.
A third finger was added, bringing along the burning feeling of being stretched that also heightened the sensations in his sensitive muscles. Itachi moaned, shamelessly now, Sasuke's lips sucking viciously on his tongue. Clearly, Naruto wasn't trying to find his good spot, he was merely preparing him, but even without hitting his prostate, he was doing a terrific job.
"Damn it…" Itachi swore, unconsciously moving his hips so that his ass was meeting Naruto's movements and Sasuke's strokes.
"You look really good like this, Itachi," Sasuke whispered, a smirk evident in his voice as his free hand caressed his sweaty cheek. "I want you to fuck me so badly…"
Closing his eyes, Itachi's whole being shook with what seemed like psychological orgasm as something wild coursed through him from head to toe, making him release a loud groan. Fuck, he was burning all over.
Naruto's fingers were no longer in him, and only after processing this did Itachi realize that his assistant was now kneeling beside him and that Sasuke wasn't stroking him anymore.
"Sasuke, hold this," Naruto said, and his hands were helping Itachi to get off of Sasuke just a bit and straighten up. Naruto kissed him hungrily, Itachi responding eagerly, happy to feel the familiar taste once more. When Naruto broke the contact, Itachi heard him leaning down to kiss Sasuke as well. They whispered something to each other that he couldn't understand.
Not long after that, Itachi felt something in the tip of his cock – a mouth – but it didn't feel like a mouth, at all. The thing engulfed him expertly, deep throating him in one go, but not as wetly as he had hoped, not with the sensual grace of Sasuke previous blowjob, and just like that it was over.
"What are you doing?" he asked shakily to Naruto, feeling the air until his hand met the top of Naruto's head. He was being stroked again, the movements slow and slippery, but he couldn't feel said slippery substance on his skin at all.
"I just put a condom on you, with my mouth," Naruto explained huskily, but clearly proud of his achievement. "And now I'm getting some lube on your cock. Sorry about the lack of romance and stuff, and I could've let you do this by yourself, but this is killing me, and I really can't take it anymore."
Oh.
Two pairs of eyes were staring at him with the same intensity. It was obvious what was going to happen next, how it was going to happen, and the sudden realization caused his brain to find the clarity needed. His euphoria subsided considerably at that, but it made him feel no less excited.
For almost half of his existence as a human being, he had craved for Sasuke with his heart, body and soul. He loved him more than anything else in the world, there was no questioning it, and in truth, he had dreamed about their bodies becoming one so many times that it was actually embarrassing.
His love for Naruto was different, but no less intense, so the prospect of having sex with him seemed natural and sounded welcoming.
With Sasuke, though, things were a bit different, and felt different, too. Sasuke was his brother, and in a way, somewhere deep inside his mind, he was still his cute little sibling, clean, pure, and unblemished. Of course he was more than aware that Sasuke was a highly open-minded, sexual person, but that didn't stop Itachi from feeling like he was somehow going something that, to him, had always been forbidden and sacred.
Both Naruto and Sasuke seemed to notice his hesitance, because his assistant had surrounded his shoulders with one arm, pressing light, soothing kisses over his jaw, while the other Uchiha sat down and hugged his torso.
"What is it?" Sasuke inquired in a gentle murmur, pressing his lips to his chest before tilting his head back to look at him.
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to," Naruto reassured him, a hint of regret marking his voice, letting Itachi know he was internally reprimanding himself for being so straightforward. "You want to stop?"
Itachi couldn't help but to sigh, a tiny smile making his mouth curve.
"I'm not a virgin, so stop coddling me," he reprimanded, nodding his head from side to side, as his fingers combing through Sasuke's bangs, his thumb brushing lightly over his cheekbone. With his other hand, he pulled Naruto close so that he could surround his waist with his arm and bury his nose behind his ear, smelling the mixture of aftershave, grass and alcohol, so different from Sasuke's rich, clean and aristocratic scent, but no less intoxicating.
It felt right to have them in his arms like that. For the first time since forever, Itachi felt safe, comfortable, like his purpose in life was to be there. He felt like he finally belonged.
He kissed Naruto passionately, their mouths and tongues meeting over and over again. Sasuke released him, but Itachi was vaguely aware of him licking sloppily at Naruto's hip bone.
After a while, they broke the kiss and Naruto breathed in deeply. When he spoke, his voice was low and breathy against Itachi's. "He likes it rough, so don't bother prepping him. He feels amazing; you're going to love it."
Itachi all but nodded, anticipation filling his chest. Sasuke had apparently lain down once more, and Naruto was now moving to assume his kneeling position behind the eldest of the three.
Itachi let his body fall on top of Sasuke's carefully, once more settling between his thighs, one hand on the floor on each side of his head. The position offered a welcomed relief to his knees, that only then he noticed were hurting. His hair fell forward, brushing over the skin of Sasuke's neck and chest.
Sasuke touched his face softly, his legs tugging him close, inviting him.
"Come on," he whispered, alluringly, but in a surprisingly innocent tone, lifting his hips higher. "Please, Itachi…"
Itachi nodded once more, his eyes closing when Sasuke sneaked a hand between them to position his cock over his entrance. He hadn't checked to see if he was properly lubricated, but he supposed he would have to trust Naruto's competence on it.
Breathing in, Itachi pushed in slowly until the head of his cock had crossed the first ring of muscles. Sasuke hissed, clamping so tightly around him that it seemed impossible that he had ever bottomed before. Itachi's arms were shaking from the effort he was making to not just slam his way in, but he didn't want to hurt Sasuke on their first time, so he pulled out a bit before pushing in again, repeating the process a few times until he felt him relaxing around him.
Sasuke's hands were on his shoulders, gripping them strongly as he moaned, sounding both pained and frustrated, but his breathing, it seemed, was too fast for him to want to voice anything.
There were loving lips at the top of the writer's spine, now, Naruto's body covering his from behind almost completely. Naruto's own lube and condom covered erection had settled perfectly between his ass cheeks, and his assistant's hands were possessively caressing his sides, then shifting to caress Sasuke's legs. It was hard for Itachi to move with the added weight on top of him, but he kept on thrusting, even more cautiously now that he didn't have complete control of the situation.
Sasuke was probably the tightest person Itachi had ever penetrated in his life, and it was amazing. Everything felt amazing at that point, Naruto's presence only intensifying it.
Before he knew what was going on, Naruto's stiff hardness was probing at his entrance, slipping inside all the way rather easily thanks to all the previous prepping. Still, Naruto wasn't exactly small, and the intrusion was something Itachi wasn't accustomed to. It stung; he felt more stretched that what should be allowed and he felt…so absurdly full that Naruto's length seemed to reach his stomach, which was ridiculous train of thought, of course. Itachi stilled his movements, trying to force his body to accommodate his lover, which earned him an impatient grunt from Sasuke.
Naruto's hands were shaking in his hips, his sweaty, slippery chest on top of his back, but he still chuckled and pulled out, the action relieving Itachi for a bit.
"You have no idea what you're getting yourlsef into, do you?" Naruto whispered, in his ear. "What did I tell you about him liking it rough? You have much to learn, baby."
With that, Naruto pushed in rather brusquely, the force of it forcing Itachi to push forward as well, consequentially burying himself to the hilt inside Sasuke, who fidgeted in shock.
"Fuck!" the younger Uchiha grunted breathlessly. "Fuck, shit, hell, motherfucker…!"
Itachi had lost the ability to breathe altogether, because Sasuke's heat was engulfing him so completely, squeezing him as if it wanted to swallow him whole.
He was inside Sasuke. Naruto was inside him.
Something very similar to a brain seizure might have occurred in him at how simply perfect that situation was – none of his fantasies could ever compare to this. Gods, would he even be able to move at all? Would he hold out enough to make Sasuke cum? He was so stupidly hard already, so close…
Sasuke pulled him down brusquely and they kissed, awkwardly as if they were both in a drunken stupor, his brother moving his hips anxiously to incite him to move.
And Naruto was laughing in self-gratification. He kissed the back of Itachi's head and decided to take matters in his own hands – he wasted no time in thrusting in and out of Itachi, slowly at first, to let him get used to the feeling, then a bit faster, then deeper.
Itachi felt him hitting his good spot dead on. The new found pleasure bundle inside him catapulted him to a new level of awareness, surprising him with the overwhelming urge to feel more, to have more, faster, right now.
Even though he was still pretty shaken from the storm of physical and emotional chaos inside of him, he found out that he was no longer able to hold himself back.
Ignoring Naruto's rhythm for the time being, he started to thrust in his own pace, languidly for lack of enough space to move freely, but making sure he was at least able to get all the way inside Sasuke when he pushed in, and that he pulled out enough so that only the head remained in. Sasuke wasn't shy in moaning his contentment in Itachi's open mouth, as he held Itachi close.
Naruto was panting, fucking him all the same and quickly adjusting himself to Itachi's pace, thrusting in when Itachi pulled out of Sasuke, and it was stroppy at first, clumsy even, because it seemed like they wanted to achieve some kind of perfect balance. However, they didn't need to say a word to agree that it was useless. It made no difference what they did or didn't, because Sasuke had his way of responding to Itachi, and Itachi had his own way of responding to Naruto, so all it mattered, really, was them enjoying themselves to the fullest.
Not long after the struggle, Itachi decided to say 'fuck it' in his own mind, and just do what he wanted to do, how he wanted to do it.
He plunged in hard, as hard as he could, once, twice, marveled at the low, sinful moans Sasuke emitted and at the way his nails dug in his shoulder blades, and all the while, Naruto was glued to his back, biting down along his back, occasionally huffing their names, sometimes taking the chance to suck on Sasuke's fingers, and then offering quick licks to the back of Itachi's ears.
The three of them were sweating now, skin sliding over skin in delicious friction. The air smelled of rubber, lube and sex. Like a drug, it invaded their senses.
The pleasure, the pure exhilaration of it was out of this world. Being inside Sasuke and having Naruto's cock up his ass provided a new level of ecstasy he had never even dreamt he would, or even could feel. He tried to get as much of Naruto as he could, but there was no way in hell that he was going so stop filling Sasuke's delightful tightness.
When Itachi leaned down to run his tongue over one of Sasuke's lips, his brother twitched beneath him, gripping his forearms desperately. "I'm…ngh…I'm almost…Oh, shit…"
Listening to him pleading like that, gasping in such a needy fashion filled Itachi's heart with affection as a wave of impending heat pooled in his loins. If only it was possible for him to wrap himself around Sasuke completely, he'd do it. He wanted to lick him, kiss him, caress him and fuck him, all at the same time, just as he wished Naruto could to that to him at that precise moment.
He didn't need a coherent request, because Sasuke's legs, spreading wider, still, in such a shameless fashion, told him everything he needed to know. With his right hand, he reached between them to stroke Sasuke's eager cock quickly, making sure he didn't stop fucking him in the process, even though he felt absurdly close himself.
Sasuke came almost immediately with a sharp intake of breath, a dry, long sound coming from the back of his throat as he released his load, coating himself as well as Itachi's hand and chest with his warm fluids. He seemed to clench and unclench around Itachi forever, and in spite of himself, the writer found his own climax assaulting him like a typhoon, so he took advantage of Sasuke's heavenly squeeze – he wanted to make it good, so he didn't hesitate in letting go, fucking Sasuke with all he had and simultaneously pushing back on Naruto's cock in search for that heightened pleasure.
Naruto's was saying something in between pants. Itachi didn't understand a word, but he had sounded positively erotic.
The rush that coursed through him was so strong that it almost felt painful in a wonderful, sort of masochistic way, and he literally growled as he emptied himself into the condom he was wearing, the protection thankfully not distracting from that fucking amazing shelter that was the inside of Sasuke's body.
Itachi stilled, the left arm that held him up going numb from keeping his upper body in the air.
It took a moment for him to regain some semblance of composure. Sasuke was breathing fast and loudly underneath him, and Naruto was still riding him hard. It was uncomfortable for Itachi, now that he had cum, so he voiced his protest with a soft grunt but didn't exactly want for him to stop because he wanted Naruto to cum, too.
In a contented daze, he realized that he was still holding Sasuke's softening cock and that there was Sasuke's load all over the place, probably in his hair, too. Smirking a little, he licked the cum in his fingers and then leaned down to run his flat tongue over Sasuke's chest, the organ meeting the gelatin-like substance immediately – it tasted salty and slightly bitter, too, but not at all unpleasant.
The younger Uchiha's hand now in the back of his neck, Itachi allowed himself to be guided over Sasuke's torso to the soiled spots, promptly licking them clean. Why did Sasuke have to be so sexy?
Naruto released a curse between clenched teeth and soon he, too, was cumming. The way he pulsed and swelled inside Itachi was a bit painful, and yet, made Itachi feel filled and accomplished.
Once he was done, Naruto collapse on top of Itachi, who was forced to, in turn, collapse on top of Sasuke, unable to sustain both of them with his arm.
The three of them just lay there, panting noisily for a few blissful minutes, neither wanting to break the silence until Sasuke grunted in displeasure.
"This is all very romantic, but I'm being crushed," he protested, slapping Naruto's arm. "Move, dumbass."
"But it's comfy," Naruto whimpered with his nose buried in Itachi's hais, being purposefully childish.
"I can't breathe," Sasuke pressed on coolly.
"Yeah, yeah…"
Naruto got off Itachi, pulling out of him rather gracelessly - which made him cringe - and Itachi took the advantage to roll off Sasuke gently as well until he was lying on his back beside him, internally happy at the sound of loss his brother made when he had pulled out.
Naruto lay down as well, on Itachi's other side, wasting no time in placing his head over his chest, Sasuke mimicking him. Their hands joined over Itachi's stomach, who hugged them both.
Only now that his more coherent mind was returning did Itachi realize that the floor was not comfortable at all, too hard for his back, and definitely too hard for the back of his head. Still, he was too happy and feeling too lazy to move. There was no place he'd rather be, and we would't trade that light lack of comfort with them for a fluffy bed without them by his side.
"That was…awkward," Sasuke replied thoughfully. "In a good, interesting way, I suppose. I really want to see in how many other ways the three of us can have sex, though."
Itachi sniggered.
"I'm sure there's some kind of threesome Kamasutra available somwhere," he commented sarcastically.
"This is it, right?" Naruto mumbled, lifting his head up to look at Itachi. "You'll be with us from now on, won't you?"
Sasuke was caressing Naruto's hand, but apart from that, he was horribly still.
Itachi's heart skipped a beat.
"You do know that it's not going to be easy," he said carefully. "It's not like something like this is natural. I don't care about what other people think, but I don't think it's wise to advertise it, either. It'' not like we can just…express this kind of relationship."
"We're all grownups, we know this; we know how to behave," Naruto confirmed, with a nod. "But I don't think that things are going to change all that much apart from the fact that we'll all be happier."
Itachi smiled.
"I suppose that's true," he agreed
"Do you feel happier?" Sasuke asked him lowly, lifting his head up as well. "Is this what you really want?"
Itachi sighed.
"This is what I have always wanted, but…I didn't realize how much I needed you…the two of you until I felt that I was losing you," he admitted, solemnly. "And I'm so sorry, Sasuke, for making you hurt for all these years."
Sasuke heaved an exasperated sigh.
"It was worth the wait," he ended up saying, a smile gracing his voice. "We got to keep Naruto, too."
"I'm not a dog!" Naruto protested, laughing good humoredly. "But I think we'll do just fine. We have time to get used to this, and then maybe a few years from now, when I'm done with college and Sasuke has turned into a great composer, we can move to the countryside or something and start living together? Whatever happens, I know it'll be awesome. It's not as complicated as it seems."
With his two muses cradled in his arms, filling him with perfect warmth, making him feel loved and needed, Itachi could truly say that he had no more doubts in his minds, no more fears of hesitations. He didn't know what the future had in store for them, if they would even last enough to dream of the years ahead, but he knew that, for now, he felt safe and confident, and after everything they had gone through, he had every right to believe and take hope in Naruto's words.
And he did.
All he had to do now, was let himself be happy, and make sure he made Sasuke and Naruto happy, too.
He was more than eager to make up for all the lost time and enjoy life in the fullest.
For the first time in his life, he could see things more clearly than ever.
- The End -