Are you guys up for a little lovin'? ;)
I think it's about due.
Keep in mind that I've never written a lemon before, so if it's terrible, I'm sorry. LOL.
PS. SORRY I TOOK SO LONG, D:
Deidara was dead.
Dead.
And along with him, Sasuke. Tobi as well.
Or... So everyone, even the Akatsuki believed. Madara was very much alive and breathing, even after the Earth shattering last stand of Deidara. That much, she knew.
Even Sasuke, whose life dangled by a thread even after sacrificing Orochimaru's favored pet for his own protection.
By now, she was aware of her father's stress. Losing member after member... Not being able to capture jinchuuriki. It was a relief that Konan stayed at his side through whatever means. Without her, Koneko was sure that he would've lost a generous portion of his patience.
And though she was his daughter, she didn't particularly share his ideology for how this world should be.
So as very few Akatsuki recruits mourned for their loss of two valued members, she considered the emotions of another's before her own.
For right now, someone was suffering much more than anyone else.
...
A soft knock sounded on his door. He blinked, jolting his head lazily, "Yes?"
She slowly opened the door, a petit smile on her lips as she stepped inside and shut the door behind her.
"Koneko..." His voice was still so deep and entrancing. She was sure that the sound of him was something she would never tire of. The Uchiha held his arms open for her and she stepped forward, falling into his solid torso.
After a moment, she arched her head slightly to assess his face and stumbled upon a troubled frown with heavy bags beneath his remorseful eyes.
Her hand rose to his cheek, gently caressing the flawless skin there, "You're concerned.. About Sasuke.."
Uchiha Itachi's eyes fell from her loving gaze. It was apparent that a strong and harsh depression had taken over him in such a short time. Eating away at him,
"My entire lifetime... Is lost. " He murmured brokenly and she understood. Beneath her hand, she felt the muscles of his jaw work as he spoke.
"Believe in him, Itachi..." Koneko whispered, "Sasuke is as stubborn as a mule."
The fear-inducing crimson of his eyes fell away, revealing his beautiful obsidian hues. Gingerly, his lips parted, "In Konoha... You befriend him, did you not?"
"I did." She smiled. Glancing to the side, "Though, I didn't nearly have enough time to become one of his best."
Shrugging, a tiny laugh emitted from her, "I'm sure he understood my intentions, though."
The long-haired shinobi held her securely against him. His face burrowed into her neck, nuzzling her velvety skin.
"Thank you.." A stifled response of true appreciation, "Are you aware if he is...Alive?"
Her hand lifted from his lower back to lay atop his head as it rested on her shoulder. She combed his hair with her fingers, offering him her comfort, "I am. Let your troubles be at ease, darling."
Itachi leant away for a moment then placed his lips over hers in a sweet, heartfelt kiss. He left her mouth to plant chaste kisses against her neck and face. In return she laughed at the sensation.
She felt herself being lifted into his protective arms as he stared down at her with the utmost love and desire. The man laid her down onto his bed before climbing over her delicate figure.
He trailed kisses of longing over her, and she began to feel her breathing quicken.
Koneko loved this man more than anything and anyone in her entire lifetime. She knew what this situation would be lead to, and wanted nothing else than to become Uchiha Itachi's.. But like every other female in this experience, she was... Overwhelmed with uneasiness.
Catching her eye, he became aware his mistake, "Forgive me, my love..." He muttered, preparing to remove himself of her, "I..."
Both of her hands held either side of his face, holding him in place, "Continue.."
"..Are you positive..?"
A bright, assuring smile. "Yes.."
Carefully, he discarded a few articles of their clothing. Taking his time doing so, he placed kisses against all areas of her alabaster skin. A perfected, ceramic doll.
The last thing Itachi wished was for her to be frightened in this moment. He stroked her cheek with his thumb, kissing her jaw line.
She reached up and captured his warm lips, molding them sensually as she removed his indigo shirt at a slow pace, along with the fishnet top underneath.
Taking in his appearance, he was the epitome of gorgeous. A chest, sculpted to absolute excellence even with the few scars that were slashed over his flesh. He blinked down at her, noticing that she was observing the once severe wounds.
"From my work at ANBU. Few are from my time here.." He provided. Her brows came together and he chuckled, "Nothing to be concerned about, kitten. They have all healed."
Koneko loosely wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. Responding to her kiss, he removed any excess clothing on either of them, throwing the blanket over his lower half as he lay over her.
She heard saliva sliding tensely down his esophagus as his inky eyes found her breasts. His head lowered slowly and took a bud into his mouth, sucking gently on the sensitive skin. Both hands holding Koneko close to him.
"I-Itachi.." She breathed, following his movements with a low gaze.
That sound from her lips. He loved it..
Brushing his lips over her smooth stomach, he kissed every inch of her exposed skin. She reached up and pressed her lips to Itachi's.
Once their lips had separated, she saw that his low-lidded eyes were filled with love and passion.
His length skimmed over the soft skin of her thigh and she realized how strongly he felt for her. Pressure built behind her cheeks. He chuckled,
"My darling, are you prepared..?"
A timid, fair smile developed on her rosette lips, "Yes..."
Koneko's arms tightened around his neck as his hands lifted her legs to wrap around his waistline. A prod, then a slow thrust. She whimpered and writhed about, her eyes misting over.
At her sudden pain stricken face, he became still. A solid marble statue. His face was hard; slanted brows and a tight jaw. She...
"Koneko, you.." He spoke incoherently. She looked away at his next words, "You were untouched..?"
A lump developed in her throat, disabling her ability to speak. She glimpsed over to him and saw the thin line of his lips. Processing what had just occurred.
"I. wanted you to have it, Itachi..." Admitting to him softly, "I love you more than anything in this world... You are my life.."
His head lowered, concealing his face behind the long ebony bangs. His were shut. Was he frustrated? No... It was guilt.
"Koneko, you should have kept it for the man you will be betrothed to one day..."
The throbbing ache of her heart forced the clear droplets to flow freely. Hiccuping, she felt a tender kiss being placed where a tear rested on her cheek. His hand cupped her face, stroking the silky skin there,
"I'm sorry..."
His eyes were downcast; He had caused her tears. Instantly, a low chill ran down his spine. If only he had kept himself from advancing on her..
"You have nothing to be sorry for, my angel.." He told her as his head fell to her neck, nuzzling her. Koneko did not reply as her lips were drawn back.
Carefully, she felt Itachi begin to remove himself from her depths, only to stopped by her hand on his arm, "You are the man whom I am in love with, Itachi..." She breathed shakily, "I just..."
Quivering, "I only desire being yours.."
He was silent. Koneko simply wanted his love of the highest form, "When you pass.. I will have no other lover after you, Itachi.."
His heart ruptured at her words. His facial features softened and he leant to kiss her temple, whispering to her, "Hold on to me, so that you will be mine, just as I am yours."
With her body close to him, Itachi slowly began to move inside her. Enveloping him to the wetness of her walls.
He was gentle, unrushed. Gently making love to her, the young woman whom had his heart in the palm of her hands. The only pain came from pleasure as his length spread her.
Their eyes were locked on one another, never tearing away. Breathless, she smiled with such adoration, "I love you.."
Smiling as well, "And I love you..." His head rested against her shoulder as he took in the fresh scent against her skin.
Koneko moaned lightly as Itachi laid his lips upon hers, still thrusting slowly into her with his slow and determined pace. Kisses and swipes of his warm, pink tongue soothed her flushed skin.
"Ah..!" She whimpered as he pushed deeper, keeping her legs securely around him, watching as they moved together in sync.
The Uchiha male groaned, a low vibration from his bare chest. Her name tumbled from his lips as he nearly found his end.
Finally, her body could endure no more and her back arched, quivering as Itachi's name left her lips in a whisper of sheer ecstasy. Five thrusts later and he released as well, pouring his essence into her.
Coming down from their high, they both panted for air. Itachi fell beside her onto the bed, his arms pulled her closely to him as she laid a hand on his damp chest, her head resting on the edge of his shoulder.
They exchanged glances and each smiled happily, curling up closer to one placed a gentle kiss over her forehead.
Her hand lightly grazed over the imperfections embedded into his skin, the scars left from battles. But the flaws on Itachi's body made it into perfection.
Laying his head tiredly against hers, he smiled, "Heaven."
"Hm?"
"I am in heaven.. Whenever I am with you, Koneko."
She cuddled to the man she loved. As she was about to reply, she glimpsed up and saw the dark haired shinobi was already asleep. Koneko sighed blissfully, and allowed sleep to consume her as well.
