5) Under Your Spell

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This was written as a present for daydrifter

In which Kakuzu and Itachi have an interesting interlude in the forest.

Kakuzu stared at Itachi across the campfire. The Uchiha was pensive and quiet; something the old Falls nin got precious little of with his regular partner. He wasn't quite sure whether to be relieved or annoyed by the silence. True he preferred silence, it was what kept a shinobi alive, but at the same time and here he was more annoyed with himself, he suddenly realized that he had grown used to Hidan's constant chatter. Kakuzu decided to make use of the silence and observe his temporary partner, while making comparisons between them both.

Itachi was calm and efficient, he didn't waste time like Hidan did, nor movement. He was never flashy or boastful. Like Hidan he was confident, but confident in a different way. In a way that Kakuzu couldn't quite put his finger on. He was certainly more competent then Hidan, though his partner did have his moments and when the sadistic little shit actually put his mind to it Kakuzu would admit to himself-if no one else that they worked beautifully together.

But…he and Itachi worked flawlessly together. Itachi was an analyst, he took the time to figure things out and he could think on the go and under pressure. That was the earmark of a genius. Like Kakuzu, Itachi seldom felt the need to go all out unless the situation called for it and he was a handsome man. Hidan was handsome too but not in the way that Itachi was.

Itachi was beautiful, his fingers were long and slender, his black hair sleek and silky looking. He had a beautiful heart-shaped face and long lashes that framed his Sharingan eyes which made him look oddly even more feminine rather then threatening. He had a slender build and was just so well proportioned. He had called Hidan a pretty boy, but in comparison Itachi Uchiha was the perfect embodiment of a pretty boy.

Kakuzu felt his breath coming in a little short as he imagined what it would feel like to have complete control over that lithe body and his fingers itched to tug that raven black hair as he bent him over and fucked him senseless…though he doubted that Itachi would ever give him the satisfaction of knowing.

Itachi had been contemplating the mission when he felt his temporary partner's gaze on him. Kakuzu was a grouch, so long as a lesser nin left him alone they could get on with him and remain intact. Kakuzu was domineering; a few seconds in Tsukiyomi would fix that right away. Kakuzu was quiet. Kisame could chatter like a magpie or be as silent as his namesake. Kakuzu's moves were flashy yet efficient, they stood out too much and the Uchiha suspected that Kakuzu had once been as hotheaded and reckless as Kisame was now.

A covert glance told the Uchiha everything he needed to know about the direction of his partner's thoughts and Itachi didn't like it. Trained to be the perfect, unquestioning soldier he had quickly placed himself as the alpha male between himself and Kisame.

He shifted slightly and gazed into the small, yet warm fire, fighting a momentary impulse to close his eyes in blissful contentment.

Another covert glance told him that Kakuzu was not bad looking. He was tall and muscular, his hair not quite as black. His green eyes were calculating, though they held more heat then his own red eyes did. Itachi allowed his eyes to roam over Kakuzu's body, he looked shockingly young for his age and Itachi wondered briefly if he kept up a constant Henge around himself like the current Hokage did? A quick scan revealed that Kakuzu did no such thing. Kakuzu was actually rather handsome. Itachi thought, though he rarely thought of such things.

Even the threads held a strange allure, coupled with that dark skin where Itachi was as pale as a ghost. Itachi wanted to know what his own milky skin would look like in contrast to that deep tan but he kept things under wraps. They were on a mission and now was not the time to give into his whims.

Kakuzu had not liked the Uchiha's air of quiet superiority when they got paired up. After all, Kakuzu himself came from a prestigious, rich and influential clan. He had also disliked the younger man's air of dominance. It wasn't as blatantly obvious as Hidan when he tried to get the upper hand but it was there none-the-less and pissed him off. Perhaps a good fucking would show the stuck up Uchiha bastard just who was boss!

Still…he was wary and he had every right to be. Itachi Uchiha was not to be trifled with. Especially with that Mangekyou Sharingan of his. Orochimaru had been sent packing and even Zetsu had broken a sweat after being caught up in it once. What he had seen no one would ever know but it was a rare thing to frighten the plant man.

After all, a wise person would not underestimate others based on appearance alone. Itachi may have looked delicate but his reputation was more then enough to make most shinobi think twice before recklessly attacking him and his ability to deliver…

That last train of thought made Kakuzu extremely irritable with himself. Who was he to sit and cower and debate? Mangekyou be damned! He would get nowhere acting like a whipped dog!

Kakuzu's threads slid silently towards the watchful Uchiha, suddenly they wrapped around the younger man, drawing him very close to Kakuzu's suspicious eyes. Both men tensed…and they locked eyes, bright green staring into vivid red, the tomoe spun and Kakuzu cursed when he felt his own threads binding his large, muscular arms behind his back.

"Fool!" He thought to himself. "You knew better then to look into his eyes!" Now he'd gone too far and was going to pay the price it. He watched helplessly as Itachi began removing their clothes. A soft pattering sound alerted Kakuzu to the sound of warm, summer rain as it fell all over the lush forest and onto his bare skin. Itachi placed a warm, calloused palm on his stomach and those same warm hands began rubbing his chest. Kakuzu let out a contented growl as his thumbs brushed his nipples in a circular motion while his palms massaged his pectorals.

The Uchiha's soft lips began a trail of fire down his throat. Activating pleasure points with his chakra that had every inch of his skin tingling. He captured Kakuzu's mouth in a silken kiss, his tongue explored his mouth and lips, licking and sucking on his tongue, one hand kneading his scalp, chest to chest, while his warm hand began to glide down further between his legs and cupped his balls, fondling them. Kakuzu groaned as one finger pressed at a spot between his balls and ass, the pleasure was sweet and sharp and Itachi took the moment to slide his dick into his open mouth. The Falls nin began pumping his head back and forth, tongue swirling over the head, making the younger man purr. Itachi felt his length hardening, bringing shockwaves of pleasure as he slid his dick into the hot, wet cave of Kakuzu's mouth and down his throat.

He was ready now and he was going to make Kakuzu pay for his presumptions. He slid out of Kakuzu's mouth and turned him over, propping him up on his knees and spreading apart his firm cheeks, letting the warm rain drip down into the crevices. Kakuzu stiffened in shock when he felt the head of Itachi's dick pressing against his rain-slickened entrance and in one swift thrust the Uchiha was in, savoring the squeezing, pumping feel of the tight, hot muscles as he sunk all the way inside.

He began thrusting in and out savagely, making Kakuzu cry out in pleasure when he hit that sweet spot. Itachi grabbed a handful of hair, tugging on it harshly and Kakuzu grit his teeth when two more Itachi clones appeared. One with a cat o nine tails began whipping him. He snarled at the dual sensations of pain and pleasure, realizing that he'd been lulled into a sense of false security as Itachi slipped down and began rubbing his balls with wet fingers, squeezing gently with every crack of the whip.

Kakuzu could feel hot blood trickling down his back, as the whip cracked harder.

"Open up." The second clone demanded and Kakuzu grit his teeth stubbornly.

Nodding to the first clone, he began cracking the whip hard and fast, Itachi thrust into him at an equally brutal pace Kakuzu gasped and the second clone put his dick in.

"If you bite down, the consequences will be dire." The second clone warned him as a third clone wedged himself under Kakuzu's body and took his dick in his mouth to make his point. Kakuzu suckled on the second clone's dick, while the third clone suckled on his dick and Itachi continued thrusting into him, his skin burned where he had been whipped and he felt his hands being released so he could be on all fours. The first clone knelt behind Itachi and began thrusting in and out of him too, making all three clones moan. Itachi squeezed, feeling white hot fire lick his insides, toes curling and his breath became ragged.

"More." He growled to the clone behind him and the clone in Kakuzu's mouth breathed the same sentiment. Kakuzu clenched his muscles as he came shooting his come into the third clone's mouth. At the same time Itachi and his clones came with loud roars that echoed in the pale dawn. They disappeared as Itachi slid out, gazing at Kakuzu with passion-drugged eyes.

"Never attempt to dominate me again." Itachi said in a biting tone as he got up on and walked away.