Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto… or his sexy ass…

Warning: Bondage and Pink Princess dresses ahead!

Before You Read: I seriously LOVE YOU GUYS! No really, I seriously want to marry each and every one of you that have favorite/reviewed/followed this story! I got 100 (triple-fucking-digits!) reviews on this story so far… that's 33.3 reviews a chapter (a fuck-load if you look at other stories averages) I seriously want to lick your guy's faces right now… you have no idea. I really didn't expect you guys to like it this much, but I'm VERY flattered and grateful that you do. *does a happy dance*

Okay! The results from your reviews are in!

Bondage for Naru-chan's first time: 5

Fluffy sex for Naru-chan's first time: 20

There were other reviews, but they didn't say if they wanted bondage or no bondage for Naru-chan's first time.

ItaKiba YES: 14

ItaKiba NO: none!

So yes, there is some (a lot) of ItaKiba action in this chappie. So be prepared for some good old fashion MAN SEX with goodies… *giggles*

PS: Sorry for my long period of absence. All I can say in my defense was that I was feeling rather uninspired, but now that it's summer I'm planning on writing a lot more and finishing all of my old stories even if it kills me.

On with the fic!

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Chapter 4: Sequins and Knives

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"Kiiiiiibaaaaaaaaaa!" Naruto yelled as he barreled out of the office building and all but flung himself into his friend's arms.

"Jesus! What the fuck is it Naruto?! I thought things went well based on Sasuke's accomplished look he had on!" Kiba felt a hand clap over his mouth and looked up to see his sugar daddy shaking his head with a finger to his lips.

Naruto didn't see this exchange of looks however as he continued to bury his embarrassed face into his friend's chest. Kiba just sighed and ruffled his friend's hair so that it stuck up in even more obscure angles than before.

"How about we go out for ramen? You always want ramen at four in the morning anyways, so what do you say? You game champ?" Kiba felt like he was speaking to a child, but his babying tactic worked. Naruto just rubbed his face into his friend's shirt a little extra to get rid of his flushed face then released Kiba from his grasp and gave a lazy grin.

"Hey Kiba?" the pretty blond asked.

"Yeah, what is it champ?" Kiba led the way to Itachi's car, sliding into the back seat so that he could sit with his needy friend.

"I need a cool phone," Kiba laughed at that declaration.

"With what money you poor bastard? You don't have enough money from stripping yet to pay off your rent this month and get a fancy shmancy phone. Do you know how much those bitches cost? I only have mine because Itachi is a sweetie pie and likes to spoil me rotten. Don't you darling?" Itachi just made a huffing noise in agreement, his lips curving up slightly at his sugar baby's antics.

"So you see Naruto, unless you got yourself a sugar daddy, there's no way you can afford – " Kiba had to stop talking when a fat wad of Benjamin's was shoved into his trap, effectively cutting off his lecture.

"Well I do have a sugar daddy! Err, at least I will have one once I call him with the kick ass new phone I'm going to get. Sasuke is gonna spoil me just as much as Itachi spoils you! Just you wait and see!" Naruto crossed his arms with a smug look on his face.

"Asuke's wour ugar daddy?" Kiba asked sloppily as his mouth was still stuffed with money.

Naruto blushed fuchsia but kept his smug look firmly in place, "Yup, and we're going to have as much mind blowing sex as you two have – " the car swerved violently as Itachi gave a single hoarse chuckle.

"Naruto, you could have sex for an entire year and still not have as much sex as Itachi and I have. Shit gets crazy when a new order of lube or toys comes in for us to play with. Somehow I always end up chained in the shower with dildo stuck in my ass… remind me again how that always comes into play when we have sex, sweetie?" Naruto turned with wide eyes to look at Itachi expectantly, his blatant curiosity for his friend's sex life showing on his face.

"You like to get tied up in strange places. You're a bit of an exhibitionist, aren't you love?" Itachi kept his cool for the entire explanation, giving his needy little sugar baby a wink at the end, telling him that it was on as soon as they got rid of the blond.

Kiba gave a sly smile and whispered conspiratorially into Naruto's ear, keeping his feral eyes on his lover the whole time.

"Hell yeah! Call me a cab! Hurry up and pull over Itachi!" Naruto hollered as Kiba finished bribing him.

Kiba did as he was told and called a cab for his eager friend, waving to him happily from his new place in the front seat next to Itachi. Kiba sighed happily as they drove off, his devious fingers making a beeline for Itachi's crotch.

"Sorry 'Tachi, I think I just cost you some money," Kiba said seductively as he tossed Itachi's pick pocketed wallet onto the dashboard.

Itachi glanced at his smug looking sugar baby and just rolled his eyes, "How'd you get Naruto to leave before we even went to dinner?"

Kiba grinned a superior smile and simply said, "I gave him one of your credit cards and told him he could buy whatever he wanted with it. He's been a poor kid all his life, and now he has a billionaire's credit card in his hands, it wasn't that hard to convince him to give us some alone time together."

Itachi shared one of his rare smiles then, he wasn't necessarily happy about the fact that he was probably going to have a maxed out credit card by the time he got it back, but he was happy that Kiba was happy. Itachi knew that Kiba and Naruto had had a difficult beginning to their lives, and with his cleverly masked 'mother hen' personality, all he wanted was to make a big fuss over them and come to their rescue.

Kiba palmed his lover through his slacks, teasingly toying with the belt buckle and reveling in any reaction he could get out of his stoic and reserved lover.

"Hey 'Tachi?" Itachi glanced over at his adorable lover and replied with a questioning grunt when Kiba pressed extra hard into his groin.

"Can we go home now? I wanna try out the new toys that came in the mail today," and that was all the persuasion Itachi needed to whip the car around – having still been heading to the restaurant – and hauling ass back to his penthouse apartment.

The ride home consisted of teasing touches and temping flashes of tan skin. When they got to the front of the building, Itachi practically threw his keys at the ballet parking person and dragged Kiba to the elevator, resisting the urge to touch him as more people joined them for the excruciatingly long ride.

Kiba loved seeing his calm sugar daddy so wound up over him, he loved it when he made him lose control, and he loved it when they cuddled and cooed to each other afterwards.

When they finally reached their penthouse, Kiba's clothes seemed to disappear off his body so fast it was like magic, and as soon as he was deemed naked Itachi pounced, pressing him against the door while he kissed the daylights out of him.

He ground his straining erection into Kiba's and groaned heavily into the kiss. Kiba wrapped his slender legs around his sugar daddy's hips and clawed at his shoulders, leaving faint red trails where his nails scraped against his alabaster skin.

Itachi picked his sugar baby away from the wall and carried him over his shoulder to the bedroom, groping his perky ass the whole way. Itachi threw his lover onto the bed, watching in quiet satisfaction as his sugar baby spread himself wide for Itachi's gaze. Kiba let his legs unfold, his hands up by his flushed face while the heat of his sugar daddy's eyes ran along the expanses of his caramel colored flesh. This was one of Kiba's favorite parts, for this was when Itachi was deciding which sex toys to pull out and explore.

Sex with Itachi was always an adventure. They experimented more than hormonal teenagers and had enough perverted thoughts to even make even a seasoned porn star jumpy. They weren't afraid to role play or wear costumes, nor were they afraid of ropes or dildos. They used anything and everything that would heighten the experience for them, dumping their pride and appearances at the door.

Itachi gave a teasing lick to his lips before he headed out of the room to go grab the package of new sex goodies that was left by the door. When he came back into the room he was pleasantly surprised to still see a very horny Kiba draped over the bed.

Itachi ripped open the brown card board box and threw the first clothing item his hands touched to his sugar baby so that he could get changed while Itachi put some batteries into their new fire engine red vibrator.

Kiba ran to the bathroom to put on his new outfit and to get into character. He seriously loved dressing up in all the cute little costumes Itachi got him, but when he looked at the frilly pink dress Itachi had thrown at him, he felt himself wilt a little. He liked to dress up as a cop or fireman or something cool and at least sort of manly like that. This though… this was a bubblegum pink princess dress with white lace pantyhose to go underneath. Not manly at all.

Kiba huffed in his annoyance and put the damn dress on anyways. He was a man damn it! Not some stupid girl that wants some damn prince charming action!

Kiba turned to look at himself in the full length mirror and blushed crimson. He looked ridiculous. His boner was making the dress stick forward in the front, and the chest area of the garment was obviously meant for someone with a pair of tits. It was an unflattering disaster of a cosplay sex outfit, and Kiba had half a mind to just rip the stupid thing off and demand another outfit instead.

But it was still something that Itachi had given him. No matter how hideous the thing was, he would always be forever in debt to his kind sugar daddy, and the only way that he could repay him was with his body – not that he minded.

So with that gallant thought in mind, the young sugar baby threw open the bathroom door and struck his most seductive pose against the doorframe.

When Itachi turned towards the noise to see his darling little Kiba, he had to hold back his laughter. The boy looked utterly ridiculous. The dress was obviously made for a female and the slightly disgruntled look that his feral lover had on his face was priceless. Oh how he wished he had a camera!

"I didn't know that you were into this kind of stuff 'Tachi, so where's your knight outfit? King's crown? Didn't you get an outfit for yourself as well?" Kiba huffed in the doorway, he was expecting his sugar daddy to dress for the part as well, but he was still in his boring work suit. How unfair.

"Well love, I'm not so much into the dress as I'm into your rosy cheeks," Itachi sauntered over to his lover and grabbed a handful of sparkly pink fabric, "it's been awhile since I've seen you so flustered."

Kiba's already flushed face darkened to a cherry red finish, pleasing Itachi even more, "You're one hell of an asshole, ya' know that?" Kiba grumbled as he was scooped up by a pair of strong arms and flung onto the bed with little dignity.

"I have to admit," Itachi nuzzled his lover and pulled the box of toys closer to where they were lying on the bed, "I like seeing you in chains better…"

With that declaration, a glitzy pink collar latched itself around Kiba's neck, matching handcuffs finding their way to his wrists. Kiba just rolled his eyes at the added accessories and wrapped his legs around his sugar daddy's waist and draped his bound wrists around his neck to pull him down into a kiss.

Rolling hips and lashing tongues made their minds foggy and hyper aware to any and all devious touches. The rooms seemed to shrink, the air getting hotter and thicker with each article of clothing the billionaire managed to shed while still indulging his precious sugar baby.

Itachi rolled them over, pinning Kiba's hands above his head and securing them to the headboard of the fluffy bed. Being restrained always excited Kiba, and as soon as he heard his handcuffs snap, he let out a long, drawn out moan, already begging Itachi to take him any way he pleased.

Alas, Itachi was a tease, and as such, he had to properly torture his darling little beast until he succumbed to him completely.

"I'm tired of seeing you in this pink frilly mess, but it seems you're laying on the zipper. Seems I'll have to get creative in undressing you tonight," Itachi smirked as he rifled through the box filled with new toys for pain and pleasure alike.

After a minute or so of careful debate, Itachi finally decided on a pocket knife. He pulled out the blade and tested its sharpness on the pad of his thumb, hardly flinching when it shallowly broke his skin.

"It's a sharp new knife, and you'd be wise to still your squirming," Kiba stopped his subtle writhing immediately, feeling his blood rush to his ears in his excitement.

The sight of the glinting knife in Itachi's hand made adrenaline rush through his system. Itachi hardly ever hurt him, and when he did it was mostly bruises from his hands clutching his wrists too tightly or stinging red handprints on his ass. This knife was new and dangerous, a welcome addition to their bedroom adventures in Kiba's mind.

Itachi came at him slowly, toying with the knife resting in his palm and leaned over him slowly, grabbing a handful of lace at the collar before pressing the side of the blade to Kiba's panting lips. Kiba kissed the blade softly, making Itachi smile sadistically while he ran the blunt edge down Kiba's jaw and neck to the start of the dress.

The feel of the cool metal against his skin was as exhilarating as it was terrifying, and for the briefest of moments Kiba longed for the blade to slip in Itachi's grip to give him a slice to remember that moment by.

Itachi held the blade sure and steady though, so Kiba felt no pain as Itachi sliced the bodice open, the ripping sound setting Kiba's skin on fire.

Itachi was slow and methodical in undressing him, smoothing his left palm over each newly exposed patch of flesh, sometimes dragging the sharp edge over teasingly over Kiba's skin, never hard enough to even leave a mark, but hard enough to show that he easily could.

Kiba could tell that Itachi liked this kind of power: using fear to elicit a response. Kiba was more than happy to play along of course, liking how the adrenaline made the moment hang in the air.

When the dress was finally cut off him, Kiba was near coming, having never felt so ridiculously turned on by mere foreplay before.

Kiba voiced his needs, "Itachi, Itachi I need it. I need it now! Just skip whatever else you have in mind and just fuck me raw okay? Shit!" Kiba cursed as the knife in Itachi's hand finally pierced the skin near his hip.

A fond smile spread over his face as Kiba whined needily even then, "You really are a masochist aren't you?"

With that, Itachi tossed away the knife and fell into his impossibly adorable little sugar baby, kissing him and fucking him the rest of the night.

Of course, Kiba woke up chained in the shower. Some things never change…

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REVIEW! And tell me how you feel about: I really have no idea what to write about for the next chapter. I have some ideas but I'm feeling rather uninspired, so if you want a speedy chapter update, then please give me an idea for what Naru-chan and Sasu-chan should do on their date (?!) in the next installation of this story.

AND I still need a grammar nazi beta. As you can already tell from this chapter: I need help. So review saying if you're interested! I'd be infinitely grateful!

-Honeybee :)