Fantasy
Lately Pein was finding himself guilty of fantasizing. On the days that Itachi was off base Akatsuki's leader would find his dreams plagued with random erotic images, mainly based on Itachi.
In fact they always had something to do with Itachi;
Bondage-Itachi,
Schoolgirl-Itachi,
Dominatrix-Itachi,
Kitten-Itachi,
Itachi-in-leather,
Handcuffed-Itachi,
Itachi-in-shorts,
Itachi-in-drag.
Pein had had no idea he could be so imaginative. After 'Itachi-in-shorts-on-all-fours-on-a-leash' he decided it would be best if he got professional help.
His whimsical side had already decided that Itachi was some kind of incubus, coming always to him in the night to steal his essence and his soul.
One day, when they were alone on base, the rest of the Akatsuki members out on missions or vacations, Pein went to Itachi and told him about what had been happening
The Uchiha looked at him fore a second before smiling at him innocently, soft, full, pouty lips curving upwards. Then a gleam came into his eyes and the smile was anything but innocent.
"I know."
Pein gaped at this, thoroughly impersonating a fish out of water.
"I've just been waiting for you too bring it up."
If possible Pein's expression became even more shocked. For a moment Itachi was worried that he was having a heart attack, then that moment passed and he continued, his voice dropping lower and becoming needy and rough.
"I'm not called a genjutsu master for nothing you know."
Hehe, evil Itachi, messing with Pein's head… This was just an attempt at a short innuendo drabble, the story itself is only 233 words.
If anyone wants to use one of the erotic ideas I listed just let me know so I can read it when it's done. The amount of Pein x Itachi on this site is pitifully small.
R&R, if you please!
Ja,
Cake-chan
