Disclaimer : Itachi and the whole Akatsuki belong to Masashi Kishimoto. The other characters were created by my twisted brain.
Warning : Mature content. If you can't stand to read sexual scenes or swearing, then bye bye !
********************************************************************************The whore and the nukenin
Chapter 12
Yume painfully slowly stroked Itachi's hard member. Although her fingertips were still a bit numb because of the cold water, she enjoyed its softness... she could spend her whole day playing with it... She giggled. Pre-cum was leaking from the head of his length, wetting her hands.
"Why are you laughing ?", Itachi asked her as he took advantage of her neck.
"For nothing... just thinking...". She slightly increased her pumping motions.
"Oh god...Hmmm...Thinking about what ?"
"Won't tell you..."
He retreated from her warm depths, smirking.
"Noooooooo... please... don't stop...", Yume whined.
"Not before you tell me what you have in mind."
She sighed out of frustration.
"Fine... It's been a while since I had such a good time with a customer...", she admitted.
"I told you not to call me like that !", he groaned.
"How do you want me to call you ? I'm not used to such a... relationship..."
"You could call me... hmmmmm...". Itachi couldn't finish his sentence. Yume kept on with her ministrations. This conversation was ruining the mood of the moment.
"Relax... we're alone... we're naked... and cold... What would you say about... me to warm you up ?", she murmured to his ear.
"Tempting..."
His hands went back to her cavern... but she took them away from her. She re-opened the cloak and changed her position. He crossed his legs, allowing her to sit down there. She was now facing him, her legs wrapped around his waist, rubbing their hips together.
Itachi felt helpless as he moaned needly. His penis almost ached under her skillful touch. Yume gently caressed his cheeks, looking at him fondly. A ray of light hit their face... and Itachi could appreciate how amazing her eyes were. The lack of true natural light in her bedroom had hidden how beautiful they were. A pale shade of green, circling her pupil. This almond green was itself circled by a ring of dark blue. It was as if he was looking at the sea... or something as soothing as the ocean...
He didn't want to leave her eyes... she blushed like a little girl who was about to be kissed by her boyfriend.
"Your eyes are... they are... I feel...", Itachi stuttered.
"Shhhhhhh..."
As they kissed again, she gently took his hard member and placed the head at her entrance. Itachi's hands slid to her hips, sending shivers through her spine. The cloak fell from his shoulders.
The fresh air on their skin... the sun... their senses were well awake... Itachi put his hands on her hips... and slightly pushed them down. The warmth he was in now spread to his whole body. As he slowly began to move inside his mistress, he leaned on her neck and nibbled her soft skin, his hot breathe sending more shivers through her.
She panted more as he covered her breasts with his hands. She enjoyed the way he had to touch her chest... tenderly and roughly at the same time... utterly pleasing her... as if it was the first time he was doing this...
She moved a bit her hips... allowing Itachi to reach her sweet spot each time he thrust in. She moaned louder, her eyes closed, when he finally increased his pace. Yume leaned backward, her head tipped back in ecstasy... exposing her bust to Itachi's lust. He lovingly kept one of her boobs in his hand and sucked on her nipple as his free hand stroked the nape of her neck. Their moans echoed in the wind... how much time did it last ? Who knew ? Who cared ?
They were now totally losing themselves in the act. Both were gasping for air. Itachi was holding Yume close to him... forehead against forehead... eyes tightly shut... feeling her burning walls crushing him... a few more seconds and he... oh yes... he was close...
"Itachi..."
This voice... in his head... oh no... not now...
"ITACHI !!!", the voice insisted threateningly.
"Yes... P... Pein-sama...", he stammered.
"What ?", Yume asked between two moans.
Pein's voice was reckless. "Gathering... now...come back immediately."
"H... Hai..."
"What the hell are you doing ???", Pein harshly inquired."Hurry !!! Now !!!"
Itachi couldn't answer his leader. He didn't want to frighten Yume by talking to someone who was talking inside of his mind... but he failed dismally. Having no answer, Pein decided to come and see what was going on. The blurred dark silhouette appeared in Itachi's back... just when the raven and his prey climaxed. But Yume didn't fully enjoy this blissful moment, noticing the intruder. She clang more tightly if possible to Itachi, shivering like mad.
"Yume... you're suffocating me..."
"Who are you ???", Yume almost shouted at Pein.
"No wonder why Itachi didn't answer my summon... he was busy..."
Itachi turned his head to see Pein. He could swear the man was smirking.
"Don't look at him", the young man ordered his girl.
Yume obeyed and hid her face in Itachi's neck. The nukenin from Konoha glared at Pein.
"Were you spying on me ?", the weasel asked.
"Of course. You're an Akatsuki member. What are you doing so far from the brothel ?"
"It's obvious, isn't it ?", Itachi hissed. How dared Pein disturbed him at such an intimate moment ???
Pein coldly laughed. "Now you're done, take her back to Kazuko and hurry to come back."
"Hai."
The dark man disappeared, leaving the two lovers quite shocked.
"I'm so sorry... I'll take you back to the brothel."
"It's not your fault...", she whispered, softly kissing his lips."I spent a very nice moment with you. It's all I need to remember."
Itachi smiled at her. She grabbed their clothes and helped him to get dressed. She quickly put her yukata on, but kept her underwear in her hand, as they were still wet.
Itachi lifted her smaller frame in his arms and hurried to the brothel. During their trip, her arms were wrapped around his neck, her fingers stroking the sensitive skin there. Her head was nestled on his shoulder, and he knew she was looking at him. How he wanted to get lost in her eyes again... but he couldn't risk to bump into a tree...
Soon, they arrived to the pleasure house. Silently, Itachi jumped on the small balcony of her room. The two clones were still there. One of them came to open the window before both vanished. Itachi slowly walked to the bed and settled her there. He leaned over her and put a small peck on her forehead.
"Thank you... my precious...", he murmured to her ear.
"What for ?"
"For making me feel alive."
She blushed as she smiled at him. He looked so serene... so peaceful... She lightly brushed his lips from the tip of the fingers.
"I wish you could stay here...", she sighed.
"I'll come back. Just wait for me."
"I will. Take care of you..."
She watched him leave the room by the door, to tell Kazuko he had to go. She lay down on the mattress and closed her eyes as she played with her necklace.
"I miss him already... how long will we have to wait ???"
Then someone knocked at the door. A customer. She deeply and sadly sighed and went back to work.
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Itachi arrived at the Akatsuki headquarters an hour later. He was slightly panting. He joined the whole organization in the meeting room.
"About time, un !", Deidara spat.
"What the hell were you doing ?", Hidan asked.
Before Itachi could invent a lie, Pein answered."He was pretty busy. Screwing a whore seemed much more important than our meeting."
The whole room roared of laughter, quickly stopping when they noticed his Sharingan was activated.
"But I must say... I understand you, Itachi. She's a nice piece of flesh...", Pein sniggered.
Itachi clenched his fists, but answered nothing. And the meeting began.
When it was finally over, thirty minutes later, Itachi walked back to his room. He needed to change of clothes. Those he was wearing were a bit damp. A nice surprise was waiting for him when he got rid of his black T-shirt. It was the origin of the wetness of his garment. He had no clue how she did it, but Yume had managed to slip her lace panties under his T-shirt. It was red, obviously. As fragile as a spider web. He buried his face in the fabric and took a deep breath. It was a nice gift... really...
Five minutes later, Kisame entered the room... and did his best not to laugh at what he saw. Itachi was still sniffing the underwear.
"Itachi-san ?", the shark asked, a bit embarrassed.
Itachi quickly hid his present in his back, his face as red as the delicate fabric.
"I won't ask you if you're a pervert... but dinner is ready", Kisame told him, looking at anything but his partner.
"Thanks, Kisame... I join you in a moment."
"Fine."
Kisame waited to be far enough from the room to laugh his ass off. It was so fun !!! Itachi addicted to feminine underwear... he was surprised the weasel didn't get a nosebleed from doing that !!!
He was still laughing while they were eating, earning a nasty look from his teammate and questions from the others. But he valued his life, and said nothing.
Then, this night, and every night after this episode, Itachi used to touch the soft small piece of clothe before falling asleep, a discreet smile on his lips.
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I had a lot of troubles to write this chapter... partly because it's Valentine's day (I'm single...) and because this love scene was absolutely annoying to write. I'm so lucky Pein came and shortened it !!! XDDDDD Thank you for your reviews ! I promise the next chapter will be more... more something !
