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Disclaimer: I own the OCs in this fic, the rest is Masashi Kishomoto's. Sorry for any spelling mistakes or any OCCness.

Warning: the last scene of the chapter is not for kids.

Character age:

Akane, Itachi: 21

Naruto, Sasuke: 16

Shisui: 25

Kakashi: 30

It had been ten days. Sasuke warned me they were running late because of an encounter with persistent Ame-nin. Some were wounded, hence why there were a few people at the gates, including some medics and Tsunade-san herself. I was a little behind, mainly because I had spotted Izumi next to Mikoto-san. I was basically hiding behind a wall, my head poking out to see any new people.

"Tsunade!" I heard Jiraya-san's booming voice. "It's so nice of you to welcome me personally!"

"Take care of the wounded!" she ordered the medic. From my spot I recognized Genma, Shikamaru and Hana, Kiba's sister.

Her and her dogs seemed to be wounded and Shikamaru was on Genma's back. They were taken away to the hospital. Then I saw Itachi. From the way he was walking briskly, I knew he was tired. He wanted to rest as soon as possible.

I moved my foot to move but seeing Izumi jumping in his arms stopped me. I sighed.

I blushed slightly when I caught his eyes. I waved at him for a second before going home in an hiraishin. I was right not to join the greeting group, it would have been awkward, very awkward. I needed to apologize to him though. Struggling to silence my feelings for him was no excuse to treat him like I did.

I sighed, annoyed at myself. Why did I keep being mean to people I cared about?

I spent the rest of the day, passive in the couch, my eyes glued to the clock. He was taking time. Did something go wrong at the hospital during his checkup?

I sat up in the blink of an eye, my eyes wide in horror. Wha...what if something did happen and…

"Akane?"

I grabbed my head. No, Sasuke was right, Itachi was strong, he would be fine. He defeated that stupid virus after all, and I trained with him to get him back in shape. If anything, I was sure he was stronger than old Itachi.

"Akane, why are you crying?"

Still, nobody was safe from everything, anything could go wro…

I grabbed the hand moving in front of my eyes.

Hand?

I blinked and looked up.

"Itachi?"

"Who else?" he replied with a frown. His voice was still cold but…

A sob escaped me and I put my hand against my mouth. He sighed.

"Wh…" He didn't finish his sentence that I was tip-toeing, my arms around his neck and crying on his shoulder. He hugged me back awkwardly. "Akane?"

"I'm sorry!" I sobbed, sniffing loudly. "I'm sorry for being a bitch to you, and being mean when you did nothing to deserve it. I'm sorry, I'm sor…" One of his hand landed at the back of my head, his face buried in the crook of my neck. "I was worried...you...you could have died thinking I…" He chuckled.

"Do you have that little faith in me?" I shivered at his breath against my neck.

"It…"

"It's fine," he interrupted me softly. "I'm sorry too, I didn't handle the situation in the best way possible." It was my turn to bury my face in the crook of his neck.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, my voice muffled by his neck. The shivers on his skin didn't escape me. If I blew or kissed the angle of his jawline I knew he would moan.

"My father must have left quite the impression on you for you to speak like him." I widened my eyes and pulled back.

"How did you…" He smiled faintly and wiped away my tears with his thumbs.

"You're the last person I'd expect to talk about reputation in-doors." I averted my eyes when he cupped my face in his warm hands.

My face exploded with colors when he kissed my forehead, where he usually poked me. He then leaned his forehead against the crown of my head and I grabbed his hands. I didn't remove them though.

We stayed like that for a few minutes.

"Nothing happened between Izumi and I," he whispered to me. "I was angry and thought about it, brought her home but I couldn't do it so I told her to leave. What you saw was her kissing me. I...I didn't initiate it, I just walked her home after." I nodded, looking down. "Do you believe me?"

"Of course idiot," I mumbled back to him.

Screw what was right or not, I felt so relieved Itachi had not slept with her.

"Can you stop calling me nii-sama now?" he almost begged me under his breath and I chuckled.

"Depends, I also have a confession to make." I moved back and removed his hands. He pursed his lips, probably getting ready for the worst. I took a deep breath. "Sasuke poked me on the forehead while you were away." He stared at me for long, long seconds and poked me. "Aouch."

"I'll teach him some manners later," he muttered to himself. He pulled me back in his arms. "You're the worst, I thought it was something bad."

"He stole your move." I craned my neck to look at the clock. "Are you hungry by the way?"

"No, I ate at my parents'."

"So that's why you were late," I said in his ear. He nodded and I tried to free myself from his arms but he tightened his hold on me.

"Just a little bit more please," he murmured in my neck. I could have purred because of his warm breath against my skin, or his lips just millimeters from it.

"Okay, but then go to bed." He nodded but I felt him smiling.

"Neji?" I called him, but there was no answer. The medic examined him.

"He's alive, just still sleeping."

I had just removed his Bird Cage Seal. Kou, absolutely fine if not for his eyes tiring quicker at first, was looking at Neji with his Byakugan, like Hinata. I looked at them.

"Everything seems fine," Hinata told me, the veins around her eyes going back under her skin. Neji twitched and slowly opened his eyes. He tried to sit but I stopped him.

"Take it easy Neji, it was a long procedure."

While I was removing the seal, the medic was fixing the damage it had done to the brain. We had to be in perfect sync and it was long.

The length would depend of how much damage there was of course.

"Just like for Kou, you have to rest for two weeks in case anything happen," I instructed him. I smiled. "But your forehead is bare now." He blinked and nodded.

"Thank you," he thanked me quietly.

"You're very welcome." I stood up and stretched out. "There wasn't much damage but it was long, I'm getting scared for the others now."

Before leaving, I reported to Hiashi-san and asked him if I could ask help from others. He accepted quite easily and I was heading home. I would ask Mom, maybe Jiraya-san if he was in town. Sakura as well, Shizune-san as well. I'd ask Tsunade-san but she was the Hokage.

I bought some groceries on the way. As I was climbing the stairs, I realized Sasuke was with Itachi and Kakashi.

"I'm home," I said, removing my shoes.

Our apartment was rather simple. There was a simple yet cosy lobby, spacious enough for two people to put or remove their shoes at the genkan. On the right, there was a rather large closet. On the left there was an archway leading to the living-room. From there you could access the open-plan kitchen. The balcony was behind the couch, on the left of that archway. The small hallway there was in front of me, the door usually opened, had mine and Itachi's room, the bathroom in between, a door leading in the kitchen.

Anyway, I went to the kitchen and saw Itachi, Sasuke and Kakashi at the dining table.

"Hello?" I said awkwardly before going to the kitchen. I yawned once the groceries were on the counter.

"What did you get?" I jumped, a hand on my heart and Kakashi just smiled mockingly. He looked through the groceries and pulled out chocolate chips cookies. "Just what I was craving."

"These are mine!" I told him, yanking the box from his hands. I blinked at the pack of umeboshi in my hand. "Seriously, how do you do it?" I asked him. He was already munching on cookies, crumbs on his mask. I sighed. "What's going on?"

"Itachi thinks there's something weird with Sasuke's mark and wants to deal with it." I frowned.

"Jiraya-san said he absorbed Orochimaru…" I whispered, yet somehow Itachi immediately turned his head to me with piercing eyes.

"Say that louder." Sasuke rolled his eyes, like any teenager would when someone was being annoying to them.

"Jiraya-san said he thought Sasuke absorbed Orochimaru?" I repeated louder. Itachi looked at his brother.

"He's not dead and waiting to steal your body," the oldest said. "Orochimaru is twisted, he's probably waiting in your curse mark for the best moment to reappear." I stole Kakashi a glance, who glanced back.

"If he can hear and see the same thing that Sasuke…" I nodded, livid.

"I'd be a target," I finished for him under my breath. "Itachi, do you have a plan?" He nodded.

"Sasuke, how curious are you to see if you're stronger than me now?" Sasuke blinked, taken back. "It would be interesting and I could use a serious fight."

"Are you sure nii-san?"

"I wouldn't suggest it otherwise." Sasuke shot me a look and I shrugged.

"He seems to have done his research, and you know I'm not an expert on your mark." Although, Mom kind of became one. Juugo was still in Konoha and spent a lot of time on the outskirts of the village. Mom was studying his mark and had installed an area for him in case he went nuts.

Sasuke would visit him sometimes.

"Kakashi?"

"I mean, if he can get rid of the mark then he should." Sasuke rolled his eyes with a sigh.

"Fine then." I elbowed Kakashi.

"Watch the fight, they'll need someone to take them to the hospital."

"Maybe not." I raised a brow at Itachi.

"I trained with the both of you, you'll both go to the hospital for exhaustion if you go seriously at each other." I looked down at the umeboshi and swallowed the one I had eaten unconsciously. "I don't even like that, why am I eating them?" I put the pack down and put the groceries away. "Sasuke, do you want to eat there tonight? I feel like cooking." I showed him a tomato. "It's not the season yet bu…"

"I'm staying," he interrupted me, joining us in the kitchen to look at what I had bought.

"Why don't you ask me?" Kakashi asked me. I shot him a dirty glare.

"Because you ran away before paying two days ago?"

"Don't hold grudges like that."

"Where is my collector edition of Icha Icha?" He froze.

"I forgot to turn the oven off." He left, just like that.

I would never see that book again.

"Seafood tomato stew?" Sasuke asked me as Itachi was walking toward us. I nodded. "I haven't eaten it since we left Kiri."

"I can't guarantee you it will be as good." I frowned when I looked at him up and down. "Huh." He raised a brow at me. "Itachi."

"Hn?" He raised his head, a chocolate chips cookie half popping from his mouth.

"Is it me or is Sasuke taller than me?" Sasuke moved closer to me, almost touching me while his brother swallowed his cookie.

"Not by much, but he is." Sasuke smirked smugly and I rolled my eyes.

"It was bound to happen." I puffed my cheeks and went next to Itachi, looking up at him with a frown. "I've been taller than you for years."

"How tall are you?" He shrugged.

"I don't know, I think I'm 1.80-meter tall." I blinked.

Old Itachi was shorter. Not by much, but he was shorter. Did the virus stun his growth?

"It's gonna be okay nee-san," Sasuke told me, patting me on the head. I glared at him, then Itachi when he laughed and did the same.

"You're still going to be listened to." I shooed their hands away.

"Don't treat me like some kid." Sasuke snickered, Itachi chuckled. "I hate you both."

So...Itachi got rid of Orochimaru and sealed him with the Sword of Totsuka. I didn't know the bastard had that, it was the legendary, all-sealing weapon. Of course, as the mature adult I was, I refused to talk to him for a few minutes when I was told the details.

From the twinkle in his eyes, he knew fully well why I was pouting. Why me, a Seal Master, was pouting because him, who had no real interest in Fuinjutsu had the best sealing cheat you could dream of.

It went well. They both used their Susanoos and Itachi got Sasuke exhausted enough for Orochimaru to try his shot. Even if he had heard us, he must have felt forced to come out because Sasuke was literally two jutsu away from a coma. Needless to say, Mikoto-san was not happy.

In the meantime, Mom and I removed half of the Bird Cage Seals of the Main branch of the Hyuuga Clan. Konoha had around 60,000 inhabitants today, before it had reached 80,000 inhabitants. Among these 60,000, around a third were shinobi, all ranks included. The Hyuuga clan, all members included was around five or six hundred people. Only a hundred was the Main Branch.

Remove from the five hundred fifty kids under four with no seal, we still had a lot of work.

Mom was helping me as well as Sakura, Shizune-san. Then, there were Hyuuga medics and Hyuuga fuinjutsu users to help us. Of course, Hinata was among the Hyuuga helping us.

"So nee-chan doesn't want to talk to you because you hid a super-duper sealing sword?" Naruto asked Itachi as we were at Ichiraku.

"It's one way to put it." I slurped my noodles very loudly. "Very mature Akane. You're being a great example for Naruto." I gave him the finger. "Even better."

"So Fugaku-san said you needed to have a transplant?" Naruto asked him, getting Itachi's attention away from me.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"You know how you use clones to use your Rasenshuriken because it would harm you?" Naruto nodded and I looked at them, now interested in the discussion. "It's the same with the Mangekyou. It's extremely painful for us and it put a heavy strain on the eyes that causes blindness. To avoid it, you need to get a close relative eyes who also have the Mangekyou."

"You're cured of the bad effects and get an upgrade," I finished. Naruto wrinkled his nose.

"So Sasuke-teme will get stronger."

"It's unavoidable." I leaned my chin in the palm of my hand to look at Itachi. "What?"

"Just wondering what your eyes would look like," I replied honestly. "It would mix yours and Sasuke's design, I'm struggling to imagine it." Sasuke's Mangekyou was a red six-branch star on a black iris. Itachi's was like a black three-blade shuriken in a red iris.

"Nee-chan!" I raised a brow at Naru. "You're twenty-two this month!" I blinked at him.

"It's April already?" He nodded. "Heh, who knew."

"Do you want something in particular?" I looked down at my ramen.

Old Itachi died in May...then Dad would probably reappear on my radar as well.

"Not really, surprise me," I answered with a small smile. "Itachi, Sasuke and you should do it. Going blind will not end good."

"I know."

"Hello!" Shisui was suddenly slouching over me, his chin on my head.

From the corner of my eyes, I noticed Itachi gripping his chopsticks harder.

"Shisui-nii!"

"You're heavy," I mumbled and he laughed, ruffling my hair when he straightened up.

"Don't be mean!" He was grinning. "I have something to tell you guys."

"What?" Naruto asked him. Shisui took a deep breath.

"I'm going to propose." I almost choked on my noodles. Naruto gaped. Itachi turned his head toward Shisui slowly, but his eyes were slightly wider than usual.

"It's serious," he told him. Shisui nodded, tensed.

Right.

These two were...not not on speaking term but it was kind of...very distant.

Still...marriage?

"I know that...you're not fond of Manami, but I truly think she's the one and…" He gulped. "I love her."

It didn't...hurt like it used to. I was just worried he was making a mistake but…

"If you're sure of yourself then do it," I said quietly. He grinned at me, his eyes shining.

"Really!?" I nodded, Naruto looking at us.

"But...but you're sure? Really sure?" Shisui nodded.

"Do you think you could come by one day?" Shisui asked before looking at Itachi. "You too Itachi. I know you're...not Manami's biggest fan but just try to have a polite relationship?"

"I'll come," I replied.

"Hn." Shisui sighed.

"I have a mission, I'm off."

"Come back in one piece!" I yelled at him, tilting back to see him leaving in the street. He waved at me without glancing at me.

A marriage huh?

"I'm not that hungry anymore," I told Naru, giving him my bowl. He accepted it.

"Shisui-nii's really gonna get married?" my cousin mumbled. "Then what, he's gonna have a baby?"

"If it's a project of theirs." Itachi stood up. "Done already?"

"I remembered I had something to do, I'll see you at home. Good luck on your training Naruto." My cousin waved at him.

"The fifth tail?"

"A bitch," Naruto replied, swallowing his noodles. "Kurama started to make fun of me each time I fail!"

"Heh...doesn't really surprise me." I blinked when I realized he was staring at me with a thoughtful gaze. "Naru? You're okay?" He jumped in his seat and grinned.

"Yeah, it's nothing nee-chan!"

"If you say so…" I replied, taking my glass of water.

I saw Itachi only in the evening as I was closing the shutters of the apartment. He scared me actually. I was closing the door of the balcony and saw him staring at me, leaning against the back of the couch, in the reflection of the window. I jumped and leaned my head against the window.

"Stop creeping on me like that," I whined, turning around. I cleaned the table, putting away what I had used for my dinner.

"You should be more aware of your surroundings."

"In my own home? It's my creepy roommate's fault, not mine." He smiled faintly. "You seem to be concerned."

"That obvious?" I shrugged, walking back to him. I leaned on the table in front of him.

"I know you Uchiha." I looked at the ceiling. "It's Shisui, isn't it?"

"He's making a mistake." I pursed my lips.

"Do you think he'd listen to one of us? He'd listen to you more tha…"

"He would listen to you, not me." I blinked at him. "He never was in love with me."

"Not that you know." He narrowed his eyes, not in the joking mood. "I told him to move on from me, I doubt telling him I…" I stopped myself. Telling him I what?

"Do you love him?" Itachi asked me in a whisper. I raised my brows.

"Wh…"

"I'm asking you if you love him, it's a simple question," he repeated sternly, his eyes staring intensively in mine. I averted my eyes.

"I did." He gulped quietly. "I mean...I had feelings for him, and at first when he told me he had a girlfriend, and then we met her it was a little painful. However...I don't think it was because I loved 'loved' him, more like the fact he was looking at another girl like he used to look at me and…" I sighed. "Maybe I'm a very selfish woman for missing the way he looked at me now he is in love with someone else. It was just...you know...I'm not used to that."

"Maybe there's someone else who looks at you like that but you don't see him," he replied in a hush tone. I shot him a glance. His jaw was clenched.

I laughed nervously. I didn't like where this was going. It wasn't as if I was blind either, I just...did my best to act oblivious and failed quite often.

"It doesn't matter, there's this whole engagement thing and…" He frowned.

"And?" I shrugged.

"I have way too much baggage, I don't want to bring anyone down with me."

He twitched at my words and in the blink of an eye, I was stuck between him and the table, his hands on each side of my hips. He put his forehead against my own and I gulped, my throat suddenly dry.

"I...Itachi?"

"Maybe you should consider letting someone help you out with your baggage." I put my hands on his chest, giving him a weak push.

"Do...don't...please don't...there's no...no turning back…" I stuttered, blushing as his eyes went from my eyes to my lips.

"I'm counting on it." I blinked.

Warm lips were on mine a second after. I widened my eyes as he cupped my cheeks in his big, warm hands and kissed me.

Itachi was kissing me.

He pulled away a few seconds later. I was too in shock to even think about returning his kiss. Seeing my face, he started to look doubtful of what he had just done. Just like that, all the rules I had given myself regarding him went through the window.

"Screw it," I cursed, pulling him down so I could hungrily kiss him.

His kiss had been sweet, testing the water. This one, when ours lips were hungrily moving against each others, tongues already tempting each others, his nails digging in my waist to keep me where I was showed all the tension accumulated between us...for a long time. Probably since we started living together, or even before, since Kiri.

Itachi grabbed one of my thighs and put me on the table, my legs on each side of him. My heart was beating wildly, my body was already incredibly hot and the feeling in my stomach I had not felt in so, so many years with someone else was there. Itachi's hands were everywhere at the same time, definitely exploring my body over my clothes.

Damn it, screw everything. Screw being a Yuurei, the Uchihas, the Akatsuki, everything. I slipped my arm around his neck and pressed my body against his, towering him a little. He had to raise his head to keep his lips against mine, which he did immediately.

I just wanted him. I wanted to touch him and I wanted him to touch me again and again.

His hands, after fondling my thighs, attacked my black obi and untied it. My top became loose around me and Itachi removed it and threw it on the floor. He stopped kissing me and looked down. Apart from the chest, my mesh tank top was pretty see-through. There was an almost animal-like growl at the back of his throat before he decided to attack my neck. I buried a hand in his hair, my forehead against his temple as I was breathing fast and hard. His lips found my pulse point and sucked on it.

"Ah...ahhh…" I moaned, right in his ear. He growled and remained on the same spot. I was moaning and gasping in his ear, heat quickly pooling between my legs.

I was yearning for some kind of friction between his body and mine. I pulled his collar down and sucked on the angle of his jawline. He gasped, tightening his hold on me.

I squeaked, gripping his shoulders when he lifted me up, a hand beneath each of my thighs. I could feel his boner against my thigh.

I was quickly dropped on his bed, Itachi on top of me. He removed my legs warmers and I sat up, my hands on the bottom of his shirt.

"Take it off," I mumbled, struggling to remove it myself. He chuckled and did. I gulped.

Fuck.

I had seen him shirtless before but damn. Broad shoulders, chiseled muscles due to years to fighting without it being too much, a thin, white scar on his hip and a bigger one on his heart.

"Damn," I whispered, reaching a hand toward his abs but retracting it at the last second. Itachi chuckled and raised my face to his, pecking my lips. His eyes were...very intense.

He wasn't keeping back anything, his eyes just showed everything he was feeling right now. It was...even more than...old Ita…

Oh God.

"Akane?" he called me gently, stroking my hair as I turned livid, my eyes wide in horror.

"What am I doing?" I whispered to myself in horror. He blinked in confusion.

"A…" I pushed him aside, jumped on my feet and ran to my room, slamming the door behind me.

I sat on my bed, my knees against my chest and my face buried in them.

God, was I about to sleep with him!? Well...from how I was feeling, I would have. God I would have loved to let him have his way with me but…

I grabbed my head and shook it. No, no, no, bad Akane, bad! Even if it was just physical it would be bad, and there were feelings there! If I...if I let this happened then...then…

"Do you mind giving me an explanation?" I raised my head. Itachi was sitting in front of me, a slight frown marring his face. He was confused, but why wouldn't he be? One second we were making out, the other I was running away.

"I…" I bit my bottom lip.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No!" I said, shaking my head furiously. "If anything, it...you did quite the opposite." He smiled, smugly dared I say, but it was also relieved.

"Then what is it?" Oh, he didn't bother putting his shirt back on. I averted my eyes and he sighed. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ha…"

"No, it's my fault," I interrupted him, grabbing a fistful of my hair. "It's my fault for letting you getting too close to me. I...I know better, I never should have...I can't have anyone with my condition it's not...it's not right...it's not right to you and...and…Nobody should feel anything for me..."

"Akane." He took my wrist in his hand, his deep voice instantly soothing me. "I...I have felt like this for a long time, you just never saw it but…"

"I pretended I didn't see it," I corrected him. "It was easier that way. I thought it would go away but I kept acting in a way that...you'd be unhappy. I'd make you unhappy like it happened with Shisui. I can't do that to you."

"You won't," he whispered huskily to me, inching closer to me. "What makes me unhappy is not being able to have you Akane." I bit my bottom lip and fought the urge to plug my ears. If he started to say these kind of things then...then… "I want you, even just for a little bit."

"You wouldn't if...if you knew…"

"I still would. I'm afraid of the picture you have drawn of yourself in your head, but it is the opposite from what I'm seeing." He kissed my knuckles. His lips made their way up my arm and in my neck. I shivered. "Would you let me show you?" He made his way up and stopped in front of my lips. "I've never felt this kind of need before, please just let me show you."

"Okay," I said without thinking about it. I didn't even blush at how genuinely pure and happy his smile was because I couldn't look away from his eyes. "Itachi…" It was all he needed to kiss me again.

It was different. On the table it was months and months of built-up tension evacuated at once. Now it was slower, deeper, more sultry, just…

I threw away his hair tie. Ebony hair pooled freely on his shoulders before he decided my clothes were too much. My clothes soon formed a pile on my floor and his joined quickly after. He laid me down and I threw my head back when his mouth and tongue replaced his hands.

"Itachi…" I moaned deeply, his teeth nibbled my nipple before he sucked and licked it.

He moved himself between my legs, his lips back on mine. He had one hand next to my head to keep his weight from me while his other hand drew the curve of my body down to my crotch. I gasped in the kiss when his fingers were between my folds and I instinctively bucked my hips.

He moved back with a surprised expression.

"You're very wet," he commented, actually surprised. I blushed furiously.

"Of course I am! Do you realize in what kind of state you're putting me and my body in?" It was his turn to blush furiously. It was my turn to be confused. "Why do you look so shocked Itachiiiii…" He had decided to rub my clit right when I was saying his name that…

"It's a nice surprise," he whispered huskily, his eyes never leaving my face. I looked away, moaning and blushing as his fingers were bringing me on the edge of an orgasm. He already had two inside of me.

I curled my toes in the sheets as I squeezed his fingers, moaning his name as I climaxed. I stole a glance at him. He was extremely red but his eyes were wide and shining in curiosity, almost like a child opening a gift and wondering how it worked, what they would do with it, and straight-up lust.

I pulled him back in a kiss, embarrassed. Why did he look like that? Was sex not like that with his ex?

After a few minutes where I fully appreciated my orgasm, I broke the kiss.

"Can I?" he asked me in a whisper, rubbing his nose against mine.

"Please," I replied, pushing my hips against his.

He didn't waste time. He grabbed his cock, put a condom on and put it against my entrance before pushing in. He was slow, careful not to hurt me and I was glad for it when pain erupted in my groin.

I forgot, I technically was still a virgin.

"I'm your first?" he whispered, even more surprised.

"Why so surprised?" I replied. Should I be offended he seemed so shocked about this? He pursed his lips, looking down at where we were connected. "Do...do you have to stare at that spot?" He raised his eyes to me. It was still filled with lust but there was something more now.

Possessiveness.

He lowered himself to kiss my lips, an arm around my waist to keep me pressed against his body, his other hand next to my head. I whispered to him to move and he did. Damn, I had forgotten how good it felt to have a man in me. I moaned after a few thrusts and I put a hand on his chest, the other behind his neck as soft moans were leaving my mouth. I tilted my head back in my pillow and Itachi started to kiss my exposed throat. I hugged his head and kissed it, which made him pick up his pace a little.

He moaned quietly when my hips met his, so I continued. Pleasure kept growing.

"It...Itachi…" I moaned, trying to get a look at his face. His eyes met mine and he swallowed.

He was close.

His hand went down to my clit and rubbed it. I closed my legs around his hips, meeting him at each thrust.

I came shortly after and he followed me quickly, moaning quietly in my ear. His pounding slowed as he enjoyed his orgasm until the end and he fell on me. I kissed him on the cheek.

We were both exhausted and covered in sweat, but...I was content. Him as well I think.

Hey! Thanks for reading and leave a review to tell me what you thought of this chapter! Amaterasu53, thanks for the review! They didn't run but...they did say 'fuck it'?

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