Naruto sat on the couch, leaning his weight into his right elbow as it pressed into the couch arm. Itachi was half sprawled on top of him, with one leg resting on Naruto's lap and his torso gently pressured against his chest.
Naruto moaned in pleasure as Itachi sucked at his neck, sending goose bumps down the raven's spine. Liking the sound, Itachi found a new place on the blonde's warm shoulder that responded in kind to the nips he gave them. His cool hands slipped under Naruto's shirt, sending shivers traveling up the blonde's arms.
Continuing to find new sensitive places on Naruto's collar, Itachi's hands explored the blonde's stomach, earning soft moans at the gentle touches he sent to the hard skin that guarded the seal of the Kyūbi no Kitsune.
"A-anata[1]~" Naruto mumbled, hands reaching up to tug the sides of Itachi's shirt towards him, effectively slipping it off with the brief loss of contact with the raven's lips.
Once the shirt was off, Itachi dipped his head down to continue leaving his chaotic trail of bruises on the sensitive skin beneath Naruto's chin.
The blonde's tan hands rubbed down a path from Itachi's shoulders, smoothing out over his shoulder blades and massaging the skin of the raven haired teen's back. Itachi melted in the gentle touches that the blonde spilled across his spine, not really noticing the relaxing circles of Naruto's fingers lingering around his hips, inching down his sweatpants
"What the fuck?"
Naruto's hands pause from their finger-deep intrusion into Itachi underwear. Itachi glared coldly from the crook of Naruto's neck.
Hidan, along with his vocabulary of swears, stood in the living room doorway, glancing between the non-existent space that separated his co-workers. He resisted the urge to grin at the porn-worthy pose, simply trying to look at anywhere except the couple that were grinding on the couch, knowing that doing so would lead his eyes to the terrifying red eyes that came with the anger of the two men.
Due to the silence, Hidan eventually gave in to his own curiosity. Instead of slitted pupils or the three black tomoe, Hidan was only faced with the bored blue eyes of Naruto as Itachi had continued his trek down the blonde's chest, tugging down the zip that previously closed his shirt to keep his chest away from prying eyes.
Naruto gave Hidan a pointed look, gesturing with his eyes between him and the hallway that was behind the door.
"Fine, fine!" Hidan grumbled, turning away from the unnerving eyes (had Naruto been taking lessons from Itachi?) in order to shuffle back to his room. "I get it, I get it. I'm leaving."
Glancing back, Hidan saw the angry inward curl of Naruto's lips and shouted, "I'm LEAVING."
He babbled incoherently as he paced back down the hallway, making sure to close the door firmly behind him and turn the door's sign (don't ask, long story) to say 'Do Not Disturb'. Deciding to be mean and damn the consequences (in hindsight, he shouldn't have done that), he wrote a quick note and taped it to the door.
Later, Sasori passed the door and was about to ignore the Do Not Disturb sign when he saw the neon pink sticky note (one of Hidan's).
'Seriously, don't disturb them. Weasel and Fishcake are fucking.'
Again, Sasori ignored the sign and walked in, passing by the half naked couple to grab his misplaced limb replacements before leaving again.
[1] Anata (Japanese) - Darling; term of endearment for one's boyfriend/husband.