Centuries

Celestia193's Author's Note: Alright, so, people wanted to see Itachi on top, so we've taken that vast number of very loud opinions into consideration, and come up with this little gem. Enjoy, because trouble is just around the corner.

Chapter 12

Then prove it. Those words were followed by a slow, sensual discarding of Sasuke's shirt, as if he'd had combined a strip tease with a lap dance. And the sexy 'dancing' vampire smirked as he observed the mesmerized expression of the fledgling beneath him.

Itachi smiles and licks Sasuke's ear slowly, nibbling on it slightly as his hands begin to glide over the pale, muscular chest that was currently displayed before him so nicely. "I will." It was hard to tell what a vampire like Sasuke would like. Was he the sort that preferred no frills and just wanted to skip to the dessert or was he someone for whom foreplay and the pageantry of lovemaking was a must?

Sasuke's eyes glow a little brighter as Itachi's hands caress him, and he presses himself into the touches, leaning down to breathe into Itachi's own ear. "Such a nice, considerate baby vamp." He knew that Itachi hated it when he called him that, but Sasuke just couldn't help wanting to fuck with him.

At first, he marvels at the strength he felt underneath his fingertips. The sleek muscle that he knew had been sculpted to perfection from centuries of training in nearly forgotten ninja arts, but then…Sasuke just had to go and say that. "I'm not a baby vampire." He bites Sasuke's ear lightly in reprimand, and flips them, pressing Sasuke down into the bedsheets.

Now that he was on top, Itachi was bound and determined to get his bloodmate to acknowledge him as something other than a baby vampire or a fledgling. So he slides his hand down lower until he came to Sasuke's pants, which he yanks off, along with Sasuke's boxers in one swift tug.

Smirking as his arousal becomes very…known, Sasuke flips them back over, pressing him hard against the bed and gliding his teeth along the back of Itachi's neck. "Then why don't you show me just how much you've learned? I would greatly look forward to your…presentation." And to seeing if Itachi was really the one who could compete with him on Sasuke's level. It was a pretty high bar, but maybe, just maybe…

"Alright, I will." Itachi smirks as he manages to flip them yet again. Sasuke was being stubborn about this, but Itachi could be even more so. With that thought in mind, he moves down and takes the tip of Sasuke's erection into his mouth. He lavishes it with his tongue. "And then you will stop calling me that!" That ridiculous nickname, he was not a baby vamp.

"Nngh…that's a good start." Sasuke's fingers twitch as silky black strands catch between them. "A very good start." And Itachi had a surprisingly dexterous tongue, well, if the teasing treatment that he was giving Sasuke's cock was any indication. Then there was the exquisite pressure of Itachi's lips wrapped around the hardened tip. Wonderful…

Pleased that Sasuke wasn't so cocky when Itachi, well, had the other vampire's cock in his mouth, Itachi continues sucking. He takes more of the impressive erection into his mouth and sucks gently, while his tongue continues lapping at it. His fangs lightly graze the sensitive flesh, but never deeply enough to cause pain.

Hissing in surprise at the sensation, Sasuke's hips buck up as sharp fangs tease the turgid length. It felt like…well, it felt like Itachi was gently claiming possession of his cock. "…Come on." Sasuke's red eyes stare down at the sight of Itachi sucking him off like an eager little student wanting to please their master. "Don't be shy."

It was looking more like he preferred to skip straight to dessert. Well at least when it came to get sucked off anyway, Itachi muses as he begins to deep-throat the other vampire. Bobbing his head up and down his length as he looks up at him. Eye contact was a turn on for many men during this act, he had observed.

Sasuke's fingers tighten in Itachi's hair as his hips thrusts up in time with Itachi's movements. It was a good thing vampires didn't need to breathe, otherwise this sort of thing would be impossible. And those eyes…crimson and beautiful, and shining just for him. They made it very hard to think. "Maybe…we'll make use of the chains-" He hisses as the tip of his cock hits the back of Itachi's throat at a new angle. "U-under the bed."

"Maybe." The word was more of a muffle than anything else. It was hard to speak properly when you were sucking someone off, Itachi had discovered that a while ago. "Don't hold back." He'd get him off and prove that he wasn't a baby vamp!

"Only in battle." Sasuke smirks, somewhat painfully as he tries to maintain his composure, even as he feels sparks of pleasure racing the length of his cock. "Ah!" Good, that felt…really good…

He continues sucking and strokes what little he couldn't fit in his mouth. Feeling rather pleased with himself for being able to elicit such reactions from the infuriatingly beautiful and stubborn vampire before him.

The knot growing ever tighter in Sasuke's stomach squeezes its way down, shooting a useless, sugary fluid down the stiff length as Sasuke bit his lip to muffle himself. He would NOT cry out like an undignified newborn. He was over four hundred years old, and he WOULD control himself. Well, as much as he could… "Nnnh, Ita…chi…" It didn't work nearly as well as he'd hoped.

Itachi licks him clean. "Am I still a baby vamp?" He looks at him smugly.

Sasuke glares half-heartedly at the smug expression taking over Itachi's face. "Maybe." Then, he smirks as he reaches for Itachi's shirt. "After all, you don't seem to know how to undress yourself." He pushes it up, baring inch after inch of pale skin.

"You are such a smartass." Itachi rolls his eyes as he quickly slides his shirt off. "And now?"

"Well, ideally, you take those pants off…" Sasuke turns over onto his stomach, reaching over the side of the bed to tug out the shackled ends of a pair of thick chains, both bolted securely to the floor. "And we have some fun." And maybe he'd teach the baby vampire some manners in the process.

"Yes, that does sound like a fine idea." While Sasuke was distracted, Itachi grabs the chains and places them on the other vampire. "Much better. I do like the way you think at times." Before he swiftly kicks off his pants and boxers.

…Fuck. Sasuke tugs against the chains, but they hold fast. Of course, that was the point, he wouldn't have put them here if they were easy to break. "Sneaky little…" If he pulled too hard or too long, he knew that he'd just make himself bleed all over the sheets.

Of course, as a vampire, there wasn't all that much, save for some of the more…hardcore fetishes, that Sasuke hadn't tried. But…he'd always been the one binding someone else. He'd never let someone get the drop on him like that before. "…Let me make one thing clear. You got lucky…to have had even a chance of pulling this." He presses against the bed at the elbows, the hips, the knees, and feet, trying to apply enough leverage as he tries once more to free himself, but to no avail.

It was hard not to laugh, but Itachi was sure there was still a great deal of amusement dancing in his eyes at the sight of Sasuke's sulking. "Yes, I know I am incredibly lucky and so are you." He kisses him heatedly as he reaches into the nearby drawer and pulls out a bottle of lubrication. Sasuke was such a dominant that certain considerations had to be taken.

As the kiss breaks, Sasuke's eyes widen just a fraction at the sight of the bottle. Of course…that's what Itachi was after. "…And here I thought I'd be the first one to use that bottle." Everything down here was unused, but that was because Sasuke typically didn't bring any one-night stands home. And this room was…special. He'd built it long…long ago, when he'd still had hope that this day would come. He'd built it for Itachi, to ravish his mate in. Well, it seemed that most of that was finally going to plan, save for one part as Sasuke stares back over his shoulder. "You're seriously planning on trying to take me?"

"There is still no trying, only doing." When was Sasuke going to get that through his head? "Yes, though." He kisses him again as he coats his hand in the creamy substance. "To me, sex is sex. It matters little if my partner takes the reins or not during it, just as long as it's enjoyable." Itachi shakes his head as strokes himself slowly for Sasuke's benefit. "I know you, though. If I let you take control the first time, you'll get some absurd notion into your head that you wear the pants in this relationship or something." And Itachi couldn't have that.

"Well, I AM older than you." Was it so wrong to expect that at least in private, Sasuke could take the reins without being looked at funny? He looked like the high school boyfriend of a university student, so of course humans were going to look at them weird. "And more experienced."

"And I look forward to benefiting from your experience." He really was sensitive about this. "Soon." He continues stroking himself for a moment before coating his fingers again. "Besides, do you really mind it that much? You didn't seem to mind my taking control when I was sucking on your cock."

He smiles at Sasuke slyly and traces kisses along his jaw and over his neck while one hand strokes the other vampire. Coaxing him back to an aroused state as Itachi nips his neck lightly and slowly turns to leaving lovebites around the back. Only occasionally biting hard enough to bring a drop or two of his delicious blood to the surface.

Sasuke groans quietly, his hips bucking forward and grinding his growing erection against Itachi's hand and the silk sheets. He could smell Itachi, even with his face half-buried in the pillow. Despite his protests, the ruby eyes darken with the smoldering heat of lust. "No man is going to protest having someone as pretty as you sucking his cock."

"Well pretty wasn't exactly the adjective I was aiming for, but I'll take it." He leaves a trail of kisses along Sasuke's shoulders. "Well at least in private." Itachi did have some pride, after all. With that thought in mind, he makes sure to coat his fingers even more in the lubrication, before sliding a single digit into his new lover.

"If I have to suffer the word, then so do you!" Sasuke tenses up at the intrusion. It had been quite a while since anyone had the gall to stick anything up THERE. "I guess…someone knows how to play with their fingers." And it felt huge, but smooth. Right, Itachi's hands were bigger than his. They also hadn't seen the centuries of wielding blades that Sasuke's calloused palms had.

Itachi nods as he places more kisses to his shoulders and he tries to stretch his lover. "I've been dominant and submissive." He knew how to please either kind of lover, really. "My natural preference is dominant, but…I'm something of a sixty-forty." If he had to guess. Though it was hard to think of anything else besides how hard he was and how fucking tight Sasuke was.

"That so?" Sasuke squirms against Itachi's fingers, slowly getting used to the feeling of having someone's digits up his ass again. …Fine, he could humor the fledgling. "I get the feeling that it would piss you off to hear my statistics, so I'll leave that to your imagination."

"I imagine the only person that you may have let top you is Kakashi." He adds a second finger and nips on Sasuke's ear. "Though he pisses me off less than the snow demon." Kakashi had saved his life. Kakashi had sired him. He had also been with Sasuke probably before Itachi had even been born. "No more of that by the way." He searches for his lover's spot. "I don't mind letting you take the reins during sex, but I don't share."

Sasuke groans softly at the growing intrusion, bucking back against Itachi's fingers and making the links of the chains clink together. "Alright, alright…" The entire point of the sex had been to fill a dark void inside him, but if he had Itachi…then maybe, just maybe that hole would start to disappear. "I get it. No more sleeping around."

"You can have as much sex as you like." Itachi bites down lightly on his shoulder. "Just with me instead of whatever random slut you pick up." Yes, he was certainly an Uchiha. Just as possessive as the rest of their family had been.

Sasuke shivers as Itachi's fangs dig into his shoulder. "Okay, I get it, already!" His fingers curl into a pillowcase, and all of the muscles of his body flex and relax. But he couldn't resist getting a jab in. "Then you'd better work on your stamina."

Itachi adds a third finger for that. "I assure you that my stamina is more than adequate." Hmpf!

"Oh yeah?" Sasuke felt heat racing through his veins, something that happened only rarely, and only when he got suitably excited. "I suppose we'll just-" He moans as Itachi's fingers reach the spot inside him that drove him wild. "Ah! Have to see about that!"

"That's better." Itachi finally found his spot. "Do you prefer fast or slow?" He pumps his fingers inside him a bit more. Stretching him a little bit further before sliding them out of the other vampire. Because he was about to replace them with something far bigger.

Biting his lip, Sasuke felt his cheeks heat up. But he tamped down the feeling, as he was almost too turned on to care. "…Hard and fast." He was the kind of vampire who reveled in rough sex, though it wasn't something he got very often. Humans were just…too fragile.

Hard and fast was fine with Itachi. "Alright." He bites down on Sasuke's shoulder to distract him (and to savor the taste of his sweet blood some more) as he thrusts inside his bloodmate for the first time, joining them together as one entity.

Sucking in a normally unneeded breath, Sasuke arches underneath Itachi, groaning as he feels himself being filled up. His fingers scrabble to grab at the edge of the bed as his head turns, granting him a better view of the young vampire atop him, and Itachi a better angle from which to drink. "Hah…Itachi…" His hips roll back and forth encouragingly, his hormones overriding his pride.

"You feel so fucking good." Itachi half purrs and half snarls with pleasure as he savors the taste of his blood and begins moving inside his lover. Slowly at first, testing him. "So fucking good." When it became apparent that he wasn't hurting the other vampire, he moves faster. Faster and faster. Fast enough that the bed begins to shake beneath them.

Feeling the planes of Itachi's chest sliding against his back, Sasuke rolls his hips up a little, pressing closer to Itachi as his body undulates against the sheets. "H-ah! H-harder!" Sasuke could feel Itachi grazing just over where he wanted him. "A-and down a bit."

Itachi slams into him harder and faster, angling his thrusts downward. "Like this?" It figures that Sasuke would try to top from the bottom, Itachi muses as he revels in the feeling of Sasuke's tight backside and the rich, bittersweet taste of his blood.

Right…there. Itachi's accuracy was such that Sasuke did something rather undignified. "Oh gods, yes!" He screamed. "Itachi!" His whole body rocks back against Itachi, well, to the best of its semi-squashed ability.

"I like it when you scream my name." Itachi glides his tongue along the bite mark as he slams into Sasuke faster and faster. "You remind me of one of those ancient statues of Rome or Greece." Perfectly sculpted white marble. "Only better, because you're flesh and blood, and because you feel so good wrapped around my cock." Sasuke was likely what those ancient artists had sought to achieve and they had only partially succeeded. He doubted there was really anyone who could have captured his beautiful masculinity completely.

"Ah! Hah!" Sasuke's fingers spasm, his body tightening with orgasm as his eyes glow with lust and pleasure. He could feel the sheets growing wet beneath him, reluctant but passionate evidence of Itachi's skill.

"Fuck!" He'd never had a lover who was tighter than Sasuke. "Mine!" The way he was squeezing his cock was making it hard to articulate even the simplest of thoughts, but Itachi somehow manages it as he plunges in and out of his lover with a reckless abandon.

"Gods, YES!" Just as long as Itachi never left, Sasuke was perfectly fine with that. Because Itachi was his. HIS. And anyone who thought otherwise… "Nnngh!" Well, he could decide that later. All that mattered was Itachi driving him towards yet another orgasm. His third, he thought, as he ground against the sheets made slippery by his last release.

Itachi's thrusts grew less and less precise as he slams into him. It was closer to an animal coupling than one between vampires. "Feel so good." He wasn't entirely sure that he was fully coherent, but mere words couldn't describe this anyway. "Fuck!" He came hard and fast, unable to resist.

Sasuke moans softly as he feels Itachi coating his insides. Then, he presses his ass back against Itachi's hips. "Come on." It was a great first round, but there was no kidding involved whenever anyone said that Sasuke was an extremely horny vampire. "You said…you had stamina?"

"You're not going to be able to walk at this rate." Itachi slides out of him and pushes Sasuke forward onto his hands and knees. "But I suppose, I can always just carry you around." He slaps his backside teasingly. "If you insist." And before Sasuke could protest, he buries himself back inside his lover.

Or they could just stay in bed. Not that Sasuke got the chance to voice such an option. Because it wasn't long before he was moaning and screaming for Itachi again. Warm. He felt warm, cherished. Like he hadn't in a very long time… "Itachi…!"

He slams into him hard and fast, as that seemed to be Sasuke's preferred style of lovemaking. Or maybe fucking was more accurate. "Mine." Itachi bites down on his neck and slams into him, drinking as he thrusts inside the gorgeous body below him. Again and again.

Pleasure, it was all just a haze of pleasure, the scent of blood and sweat, and the feeling of two bodies frantically rubbing together. It wasn't like any of the other times, not even with Kakashi. This…this was new, special, and Sasuke hadn't ever dreamed that sex could be like this. It seemed that even an old vampire could be taught something new.

Preferably…all night long.

The next morning, Chouji decides to check on Sasuke. He'd really been secluding himself for far too long down there. He knocks on the door, but hears no answer. "Strange." The friendly mountain troll checks to see if the room was locked, finding that it wasn't…he determines it was safe to enter and so that's exactly what he did. "Good morning, Sasuke." Well, more like afternoon, but he digressed. "I brought you some nice omelettes. You really should eat more."

From the bed, Sasuke lifts his head, bringing a finger to his lips as he pulls the sheets up a little higher to obscure most of Itachi's form. They had…enjoyed themselves for hours, and Sasuke had only woken from their subsequent 'nap' fifteen minutes prior. "He's asleep." He eyes the tray of plates, complete with omelettes piled high with toppings, toast, a pile of fruit, and a couple of glasses, obviously to go with one of the many bottles of bloodwine still scattered about the room.

Chouji's eyes widen as he nods dumbly and sets the tray down. "Oh!" He mouths congratulations and quickly scurries out so as not to disturb the slumbering vampire.

Sasuke rolls his eyes, sitting up to pull the tray towards them. The food smelled…unusually good. Better than it had in a long time. Was it…because he'd drunk Itachi's blood? "…Thanks." He waves Chouji away, a soft smile stretching across his face. "Take the rest of the day off."

He smiles at him in thanks and gets out of the way as quickly as possible. Wow! The sex must have really agreed with him!

"Mmm." Itachi was still mostly asleep and cuddles up against Sasuke. Even though vampires were colder than humans, they were still warmer than room temperature most of the time.

Gliding his fingers along Itachi's cheek, Sasuke winces slightly at the twinge in his backside. That sadistic little… He takes a breath and shakes his head. No, he'd get Itachi back next time. For now, there was food. "Hey…come on, wake up." He pats Itachi's cheek with the back of his hand. "Chouji brought us…" He glances back at the tray. "Breakfast?" What time was it, anyway?

"Breakfast sounds good." His voice was slurred. "Smells even better." Itachi was still clearly half asleep, though slowly rousing.

"Then you might want to get up, or you'll miss the whipped cream body art." Sasuke smirks. That should get Itachi up in a hurry.

That certainly got his attention. "Whipped cream body art?" He sits up so fast he almost got whiplash.

"Pfft." Sasuke covers his mouth as he laughs at the disheveled mess that was his mate. Itachi's hair was a chaotic mess. "Well, that worked." He points to the tray laden with food. "Breakfast is here."

"You tricked me." Itachi shoots him a pout as he sighs and eat some of the food. "I forgive you because this is really good though." That and it was hard to be angry with someone when you were still in the middle of an afterglow.

Sasuke chuckles at the adorable expression on Itachi's face. "Yes, I have a very good cook. And I'll keep in mind that you like whipped cream." Maybe he could surprise Itachi later. Whipped cream…maybe some chocolate strawberries.

"Like whipped cream." Itachi nods as he stuffs his face, but he swallows politely before saying anything else. "Like it on you even more though."

This fledgling was going to give him eye strain. "You haven't seen it on me yet." Sasuke rolls his eyes at his mate, before reaching for his own plate of food. He does, however, take some pride in eating in a more dignified fashion than Itachi. Meaning…he actually bothers to use the cutlery.

"Mmm well I've seen your naked body and whipped cream." So it wasn't a giant leap for him. "So I can easily imagine it on you."

"Hn, cheeky brat." Sasuke smirks at him, though, as he tucks into his own meal. The food didn't just smell better than usual, it tasted better too. Which was strange, because Chouji always cooked well. "Grab one of the bottles of bloodwine, would you?" Sasuke reaches for the glasses, placing one of them in front of Itachi.

He nods and reaches for the closest bottle of bloodwine. "Got it." He smiles at Sasuke and kisses his cheek.

"Good." Sasuke pries the bottle from Itachi's fingers, uncorking it with a flick of his fingers, and pouring a generous glass for his mate. "Make sure to drink up. You'll probably need a couple bottles worth." He knew that he'd taken a lot of Itachi's blood, and they couldn't just keep drinking each other's, they needed to replenish the stock from outside.

"Alright." He does as instructed. "It's not as good as yours." Then again, Itachi doubted anything ever would be again. So this was what it meant to be bloodmates.

"I know. But I took a lot of blood from you, and if I offered you mine…" Well, they'd be right back at square one. And Sasuke didn't want to make Itachi angry with him again. Not right now. Not when everything seemed so…perfect. "Besides, it's safer this way."

Itachi nuzzles him and smiles. "I know. It's not bad though." He finishes his glass as if to prove his point. "If we just keep draining each other, it won't be enough."

"Mhm." Sasuke leans against Itachi, closing his eyes. "It's not your fault, though. I'm the one who's…dangerous."

"Says the one who will be lucky to walk today." Itachi smirks.

Sasuke glares at his lover, before poking him square in the forehead. "You're lucky that I humored you, otherwise you're the one who would be having trouble walking today."

He grumbles at the forehead poke and rubs the spot that Sasuke had just 'assaulted'. "Promises, promises." Itachi rolls his eyes, but he smiles as he snuggles closer to him.

"Does Kakashi know that you like to cuddle?" Sasuke raises an eyebrow, trying to prevent himself from laughing too quickly. "Because I think that he would be very interested to know that you still snuggle like a baby vampire."

"That has nothing to do with being a baby vampire and you were plenty cuddly last night!" Itachi growls.

"You cuddled, I let you." Sasuke rolls his eyes, wrapping an arm around Itachi anyway. "But it's alright, you can be the cute one between the two of us."

He shakes his head in disbelief. "How generous of you to accept my cuddling." Itachi chuckles.

"I'm glad you think so." Sasuke picks at his food, eating a few more bites before pausing again. "…You're going to hound me to make sure that I drink blood regularly, aren't you?"

"Mhm. That's what bloodmates do. They look after each other." And fuck each other's brains out, of course. Though it'd probably be crude to say that.

Sasuke grimaces at the thought of gorging himself on blood. "Do you know why I only drink what I need to survive?"

"Kakashi told me." He sighs and kisses his forehead. "Just a healthy amount. I don't expect you to be a ripper."

"I'm not worried about becoming a ripper." Sasuke closes his eyes, leaning against his mate. "But I know that if I let it get out of hand, I'll start enjoying it. And I…I have a habit of draining my victim dry." Post-mortem, of course, but it didn't make him feel better. "I don't rip anyone apart, but I do leave a very long trail of bodies. I…don't want to see that much death again."

"You can always just drink donated blood, if you're really concerned." Itachi kisses him. "Don't worry so much. I won't let you spiral."

"…Yeah." He wouldn't spiral, Itachi wouldn't let him. "Old habits can be really hard to break, but…I'll give it my best shot." And hopefully, the Oni of Edo would never return.