Glanced "Hey… You asshole."

Itachi didn't even blink, "Hn?"

Deidara clenched his fists and struggled to keep from moaning. The gall of the man! The ass sounded as though he was talking about the ants social life rather than hovering over another man he had just kissed AND was now holding his victims' family jewels in a not so gentle grip. And dammed if it wasn't turning him on.

"Let go." Deidara more or less hissed those two words at the face so close to his own.

Itachi cocked his head gazing down at Deidara with a rather disinterested gaze. "No."

Another long pause. Deidara was on his tiptoes because the damned man was holding his 'jewels' slightly higher than they normally were, and it seemed as though the asshole was content to keep him hanging there.

"Let go and I won't set a whole suit of sexual molestation on your ass. And I fucking won't join your organisation if it's the last thing I do."

Itachi smiled then. And it chilled Deidara to the bone. "Well. We can't have that now can we…?"

With a swift move that had Deidara dizzy, Itachi hooked his leg around Deidara's and tripped him up, sending him to the carpeted but nevertheless still very hard floor. The blonde let out a groan when his head connected with the floor roughly. That was the only sound he could make before a firm body fell on his and settled itself between his legs. And then lips clashed with his own.

He tried to shove the man off him but strong hands gripped his own and forced them to the ground at either side of his head. Turning his head away he managed to get those vile lips off his own. However his victory was short lived when those heated lips slipped smoothly to his neck.

"Give me a fucking… Hickey… And I will… CASTRATE… you!"

Deidara managed to get past his desperate panting. He could feel the lips curve into a sly smile against his skin. "Feel free to make as much noise as you like. This office is soundproof."

Deidara, growled and writhed under Itachi trying to buck him off. But that only made him discover that he was not the only one that was hard and rearing to go. There was a grunt from somewhere in the vicinity of his collarbone.

"Continue to move like that, and I won't hold back on you."

"Like hell I need you to hold back-" The retort died on his lips when he realized what Itachi had meant and his blue eyes widened.

Itachi drew himself up. This caused him to press down quite intimately on Deidara and he smiled again when he saw how red Deidara went. "You don't wish for me to hold back?"

"No! No, hold back! In fact hold back all you want! I don't want ANYTHING like that to happen dammit."

Dark eyes narrowed. "'It' is going to happen. And you most definitely want 'it' to happen."

To emphasize his point he grinded his hips into Deidara's eliciting a strangled gasp from his prey.

"Asshole, you are a fucking cocksucker you know that?"

Itachi's eyes darkened in amusement, "I know that. I simply wonder how you know that…"

Deidara blinked, he hadn't realized just how suggestive his curses were. "You fucker!"

"I thought we had already established that fact."

Itachi put both of Deidara's hands in his one and used his other free hand to get under Deidara's shirt.

"Hey watch where you are going with your hands! I'm so going to sue you for sexual molestation yeah!"

"Such strong words… But sexual molestation has connotations of simple feeling up another person. I have no intention of just stopping there."

There was a heavy pause before the man under him renewed his struggling tenfold. The wan smile on Itachi's face was wiped off immediately as the friction caused him to harden uncomfortably. His free hand clamped onto the others chin forcing it up so that he could dive down and bite onto the smooth neck.

Deidara's breath hitched and he immediately became still. "You've a fucking animal yeah…"

Itachi was breathing heavily, his mouth loosened its hold and almost in apology licked the abused area. The feeling of the warm wet muscle rubbing against the now sensitive next had heat pooling uncomfortably in his gut. Deidara bit his lip in frustration.

"I wonder if the others would believe you… Me as an animal? They would declare you mental."

Itachi's words cooled the moistness on Deidara's neck, sending another interesting sensation straight between his thighs to the throbbing weeping length trapped between his clothes. Itachi smiled when he felt the twitch against his thigh.

"I hate you…"

The broken words were like an icy bucket of water over Itachi's head. Deidara found himself immediately released. Torn between disappointment and relief he turned his head over to where Itachi had stood up and was getting some papers.

"Sign these, and you will never be in debt again. Nor shall you have me using any means necessary to persuade you to join. Do not sign now, and everything will continue as it was."

Deidara got up slowly panting glaring at the other man who seemed completely unruffled by the encounter. One hand pressed protectively against his neck he stared warily at Itachi.

"It wasn't the sexual molestation threat that put you off. What was it yeah?"

Itachi glanced at Deidara disinterested. "I lost interest."

The man glanced down and his lips twisted into a smile. "And do not worry, your partner is not me. It's Sasori another… Artist. I'm sure you will… Get along just fine."

Deidara growled, "Stop it with the significant meaningful pauses yeah? I'll sign whatever you've got, but you come near my neck again I'll make sure you never have kids."

Itachi's reaction startled Deidara no ends. The black eyes narrowed and then Itachi laughed with bitter sardonic amusement. "My line is dead."

Ignoring Deidara's shocked expression Itachi twisted the papers towards him and pointed at the line. "Sign there."

Deidara inched his way over to the desk. His eyes locked to the papers. Oh hell, he needed the cash. He wasn't going to let Itachi alone with him again so it should be alright, yeah? What would it matter? He looked over the papers quickly and then scrawled his name across the line, pen scratching in the silence.

Once done he handed the papers, being careful not to come into bodily contact with him, back to Itachi who looked at the signature, nodded and sat back down completely ignoring Deidara. Another long silence before, "You may leave now… Unless you have difficulty walking."

"I said enough with the significant pauses yeah!" Deidara flushed red and turned on his heel to stalk out. Just as he was about to leave Itachi's voice stopped him. "Oh…"

"What now?"

"Welcome to the Akatsuki."