Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.
Itachi and Naruto don't kiss, for kisses are intimate. They don't kiss, for kisses tell tales of relationships and flowers and love. They don't kiss, for they are not in love; they are beyond love, beyond hope.
Itachi and Naruto fuck like animals, furtive and ferocious and wild. They bite and claw and scratch. They draw blood and don't stop. They pant and heave and gasp. Their bodies move in the violent rhythm until they break.
Itachi never stays, for staying is intimate. Staying tells tales of relationships and flowers and love. And Itachi and Naruto are not in love.