Itachi was standing over Sasuke and his six shadow clones, who were all grouped together as they stared up at the older Uchiha.
"If I can reduce one Sasuke to a heap panting and twitching on the ground, imagine what I can do to seven of you?"
Itachi grinned maliciously and leaped forward, making six shadow clones without blinking. Each Itachi clone found a partner and started at what they did best at three AM. The real Sasuke and Itachi writhed and moaned together, neither of them totally dominant, completely nude and grappling with each other in the dirt. Bodies coated with dust, they struggled for the upper hand, sometimes Sasuke winning, sometimes Itachi. They thrusted and cried and growled as they fought out their power play, loving and hating, lusting and slashing, sometimes trying to kill each other and sometimes trying to court. They danced gracefully through the night, pouncing and tumbling, howling and shrieking as the stars glistened menacingly overhead.
Sasuke, hypnotized, found himself lost in Itachi's eyes as the older boy smirked and worked his magic. It was pointless trying to count the screams echoing through the night, not only from Sasuke and Itachi but also from the clones working almost as hard at butchering each other. It was also pointless trying to count the times Itachi and Sasuke came, orgasming as they hooked limbs and pulled forward into tender kisses. Itachi would nibble Sasuke's ear as Sasuke licked Itachi's neck, and then these passionate moments would send them further into the great entanglement of limbs and everything would set back into motion again.
They panted and moved as one, bodies pressed together as they tumbled and squirmed, until the sun started to rise. The first fingers of light crept across the horizon and Sasuke was reminded of making feverish love to Naruto Uzamaki.
"No," Itachi growled sinisterly, lustfully, angrily, in Sasuke's ear, "you must forget the Uzamaki."
Sasuke's heart thudded violently, pounding against his ribcage like a caged animal as memories returned.
"No!" Itachi hissed furiously, his touch hot and tantalizing, his voice coated with a thick, raw kind of enticement Sasuke couldn't resist. As they lapsed off again into the painfully pleasure-filled jolts of movement, Sasuke forgot for a while. But soon the thoughts returned.
"Sasuke…" Itachi's voice was low, angry, warning Sasuke to stop thinking about the blonde kid. But as much as he wanted to, he couldn't.
"Sasuke." Itachi sucked on Sasuke's earlobe, sending chills of excitement down Sasuke's spine. "Don't think about the fox. The one here fucking you is me. The one here touching you is me. The one here breathing heavy in your ear is—"
"Naruto Uzamaki," the voice finished breathlessly, and suddenly it was Naruto behind him, gripping Sasuke's chiseled arms, his fingers reaching across Sasuke's side to carefully touch his chest.
Sasuke moaned, readier than ever to be taken.
And then he was awake.
Sasuke woke in a cold sweat, panting, jet-black eyes wide and frantic with fear and panic. This dream…what was it telling him? Who the hell did he love? Was it just a dream illustrating the raw intent Sasuke held to passionately screw practically anything that moved? But no, it made sense. Itachi and he had just had a go at it, gotten halfway there, so sure he was dreaming about it happening. And he'd had an affair with Naruto, a sun-kissed summer love of trembling and bouncing under thin, staticky sheets. It was also normal to dream about Naruto.
But why did this seem so strange?
It just made him feel like his whole world was falling apart and putting itself back together hopelessly jumbled.
"Damn it, what a fucked-up dream," Sasuke muttered under his breath, wiping the thin layer of perspiration from his face.
And then Itachi was hovering over him, smirking.
"Jesus, you fainted pretty hard after I pretended to be Naruto. I mean, we had a good night, and I was testing some limits. So when I decided to impersonate him, I was sure to copy what he looks like and sounds like to see how you'd react. I figured you would take it bad, but I didn't know I'd have to wait 'til noon for you to wake up."
Sasuke let out a scream that ripped through the afternoon air and fell unconscious again.
