2
The Red Eyed Lover
The wind blew gently across the dirt path, whisking bits of sand into the air. The trees whistled lullabies with the swirling dances of fallen leaves. The leaves were golden orange, a bronze yellow and dirt brown; the very colors that forebode mid fall. Amongst the trees with mostly barren branches, only a few leafs hanging for dear life here and there. At the center of one tree that was thick, slightly shriveled with wrinkles of age, stood a woman on a sturdy branch. She was crouched, hiding her full height. The woman had honey dew brown hair that was twirled into a tight bun with a hard strand of silk, a few pieces of it dangling about in front of her face, dancing about just like the leaves.
Her eyes were searching with deep determination in spotting its' target. They shifted back and forth, only blinking every few minutes as if they were afraid the target would blur by. And that's exactly what happened, even in their determined search. The blur was like a gust of speed from a sudden storm, and a night black. It was as if the person that she was after was a mere shadow with semi solid form, but she knew all too well that this shadow figure was real. This chase begun just like all the others; her leaping from the branch she perched on with the gracefulness of a cat, a silent landing, and the brisk speed she kept steady to catch up to her target.
Per usual, the figure glided slowly, swiftly in front her at a mocking speed that sped only her pulse in the attempt to keep up with such a sluggish pace. At least, it was slow for the figure that was running away. She could see clearly it was him. The him that always dominated her attention. His hair was lashing about strung up in a tight ponytail in the wind that his form sliced through, a shiny black that shone in the pressing sun peeking through wispy clouds above. He was tall, and lean, his foot placing as silent as ever, one foot in front of other as he changed up his speed and movement. He leapt back and forth in a diagonal pattern from one branch to the other. She kept up as best as she could, dodging branches that fell whenever a bounding jump from the man proved too much to bear.
The man's cloak, which was lined in red, shaded black, and had white, cloud like shapes outlined in red sewn into the fabric flapped in the air with each jump. His wooden sandals that sheathed his feet with an open front tapped against each branch. That sound went along each tick of a second that sounded in her head, distracting her for mere moments, and those moments were all the man needed to disappear in a blur of black. Stopping in sudden halt, her feet swishing on the dirt road, she cursed softly under her breath. Rapid, small pants of hot air escaped her lips as her eyes darted about for the man. Her chest heaved with desperation, trying to gather oxygen as quick as possible to stabilize her out of breath chase.
She sighed heavily; her shoulders slouching as she mentally scolded herself for losing track of him. With one more glance about, she turned in a silent fuss, but ended up walking into a sturdy, solid object. She bounced back, nearly falling, but was caught by her hair by someone. Looking up, she stared right into the eyes of the very man she was chasing. The eyes flashed red with black, curved rain drops surrounding his red pupils. He's used his bloodline trait so often, that the look of activation was permanent, and devastating. Only because the side effects were going blind if the Kekkai Genkai was used too often. With a soft swallow, she leaned up to press her lips upon his, but a sharp, immediate pain raced down her spine.
The man before her still had a tight grip on her hair, that when she lost thought and moved in, his grip tightened, unwinding her bun styled hair, and pulled on her scalp. Her lips parted slightly, letting out a puny gasp of pain as her brown pupils dilated. She wanted so badly to kiss the man before her before he raced to his death, but he was being a teasing bastard like always. A smirk curled on his lips as if he read her mind and whispered in that deep voice of his, sending tantalizing shivers to race up her spine, replacing the wave of pain.
"ローレンは、私の致命的な暗殺者なので、我慢できない人は私達は何ですか?"The red eyed man asked. (("Lauren, my deadly assassin, impatient now are we?"))
All Lauren could do was nod meekly, and swallow past a knot of desire in her throat. This erupted in a chuckle from the man's lips, his pearly white teeth glinting in Lauren's sight. She remembered when he sunk those same teeth into her nipples once, and it felt so good. So right. So pleasurable. Lauren wanted it again, this time, now, before she could never feel his touch again.
"イタチは、ください... 私は再びあなたを参照してくださいこれまでにない私はあなたを愛してください。" Lauren begged in a hushed whisper, cutting off Itachi's little laugh of masculinity. (("Itachi, please… Make me love you before I never see you again."))
"言い換えれば、あなたは私を性交したいですか？" Itachi breathed onto Lauren's earlobe as he moved his face into her neck, nuzzling it. (("In other words, you want me to fuck you?))
A shiver ran up her spine, nearly buckling her legs beneath her as Itachi flicked his tongue over her earlobe, nibbling on it roughly as he waited rather patiently for her answer.
"はいはい." Lauren sighed softly, her breath coming out in pants as Itachi's free hand roamed her body, brushing the side of her chest on the way down. (("Yes."))
Itachi grinned at Lauren's answer, and relinquished her hair, his hands quickly following up by grasping her hips tightly, and slamming her up against a tree. Lauren grunted from the impact, and yelped out from the sudden brutality. Itachi's almost six foot figure towered over her slightly bent, five six form as he peered down at her, his eyes boring into hers. Lauren's eyes widened a little as she gazed into them, her mind being trapped by his. Itachi apparently activated his Sharingan and trapped Lauren's mind with it. Lauren did say she wanted him to fuck her, just not how.
Within moments, Lauren was laying on a large, four poster bed that was covered in satin red, silk sheets. She was kneeling on her knees, her bottom lip caught between the lines of her teeth when Itachi walked ever so slowly from the shadows that surrounded every angle of her vision. The only light was that of an invisible one that shone down on her, the bed, and now him. Lauren's eyes followed Itachi, not blinking, hoping Itachi would do what she wanted as he smirked and circled the bed for what seemed forever. Then, when she did blink, Itachi crawled onto the bed, shoved Lauren onto her back, and straddled her hips with impossible speed.
Lauren gasped in surprise and then blushed as she noticed that Itachi had removed his cloak, showing off the slightly tanned and toned flesh of his chest, ripped stomach and muscled biceps. Itachi smirked down at Lauren, loving that look on her face. It was of sheer transfixion. He could be ripping her guts out, and she'd be stunned in awe at his bare, upper body. Itachi bent down and laid a kiss on Laruen's lips. It started as a chaste kiss and nothing more, but Lauren changed that. She pressed her lips in harder against Itachi's, running her tongue over his closed lips, taking in the ruff texture of its' surface. Itachi smirked and opened his mouth, granting Lauren's tongue entrance. She didn't waste any time, and started roaming the inside of his mouth. Her tongue moved slowly over his still tongue, and then over the ridges that decorated the roof of his mouth.
Itachi moved his tongue and used it to shove Lauren's back into her own mouth, then proceeding to pin it to the roof of it, roaming her mouth. In doing so, Lauren moaned softly, and ran one hand through the ponytail part of Itachi's hair. He pulled back and removed her hand, releasing his hair of the rubber band that held it in it's' ponytail. His hair fell down, the tip of it's' length brushing his bare shoulders in a small rocking motion. It looked so silky to Lauren, and she wanted to run her hands through it, but she never got a chance as Itachi pulled out two pairs of silver linked, furry handcuffs out of nowhere.
'It is his Sharingan.' Lauren thought. 'Anything that is his mind's wish is truth here whilst it's fiction out there.'
Itachi latched each of Lauren's hands to one poster a piece of the bed with a tiny almost whisper link 'chink'. Lauren's heart thudded in her chest as multiple possibilities rushed through her mind of what could happen next. One of her most intimate thoughts soon became real as Itachi lowered his body that straddled hers off of it, and placed rough kisses down Lauren's neck, collar bone then up her jaw line. Itachi ripped off Lauren's black shirt as he continued his kissing pattern back down her jaw line and onto the soft flesh above her creamy mounds. Itachi growled as he licked the part of her breasts that met the line of fabric making up Lauren's lacy bra, and then dipped his tongue down the cleavage line and between her breasts, earning him a shudder.
He gazed up as he traced Lauren's flesh with his fingers as they trailed behind her and unhinged her bra only to toss it aside. Lauren shuddered again, then her eyes widened and she screamed out when Itachi suddenly bit into her flesh, sinking teeth into her right nipple. It hurt like hell since there was barely any foreplay, and Lauren's eyes watered as Itachi just smirked. Blood seeped into his mouth, and the normal metallic taste was like warm, sweet sugar turned liquid. Lauren cried out as he removed his teeth, and lapped up the crimson liquid like a starving cat. Lauren yanked her hands at the bed post from the pain emitting throughout her veins.
She gritted her teeth as the bleeding slowed, and as Itachi continued his fast strokes over the puncture wounds circling her now rigid nipple. Even though it was a painful thing being bitten like such, Lauren's body somehow found it pleasurable and reacted as if Itachi suckled on her nipple, and not bitten into the tender flesh. Itachi moved back up to a straight backed position still straddling Laruen's hips. He smirked down at her as he slowly trailed a finger down from her neck, to her chest, then down her stomach and finally the very edge of her jeans. Lauren's muscles tensed and quivered everywhere Itachi's finger grazed her flesh. Her eyes fluttered as Itachi bent back over and licked his tongue over the flesh right underneath the edge of her jeans.
Itachi then unbuttoned her jeans with his mouth and unzipped it with his teeth. Lauren's cheeks flushed a light pink at this, not remembering Itachi's mouth being this… Experienced. Itachi smirked at this and yanked Lauren's jeans off, the motion jerking her body. He traced the top of her underwear, just as black and lacy as the bra he disposed of earlier. Lauren shuddered and then gasped as Itachi swiftly put his tracing hand down her underwear, and inserting a digit into her opening. Lauren's body shuddered, and she involuntarily bucked her hips upwards, making Itachi chuckle in a slightly husky tone.
Itachi began to stroke the inside of Lauren with his one finger, moving it in and out to get Lauren to emit those soft moans he loved so much. When Lauren began to thrust her hips when Itachi would move his one finger in and out of her, she made it go deeper, and stroke over the magical spot of bundled nerves that's no bigger than a quarter. This made Lauren arch her back, and Itachi to smirk as he inserted a second digit, moving both fingers over that same spot. His pace was quick and rough, the tips f his fingers pressing firmly upwards at an angle so the strokes were as pleasurable as possible. Lauren gasped at the new found feeling, and bucked her hips up even faster, her back arched, as a long moan escaped her mouth, giving away that she was close to that brink of sweet, sweet ecstasy.
Lauren let out a scream as her body shuddered and halted for a few seconds before thrusting one final time, riding her orgasm as long as possible. Itachi's fingers were trapped within the tight confounds of Lauren's warmth as she rode her orgasm, though he didn't mind. To feel her this tight around his fingers moistened his mouth, and tightened his loins in anticipation on how tight she'd be around his growing erection. Lauren wanted to claw her pleasure into something, but since her hands were bound by the wrists with metal and furry cuffs to the bed, all she could do was dig her nails into her palm's skin, slicing the flesh, and bleeding herself. Itachi smirked at this as he removed his two digits and imagined Lauren doing the same thing to his back with her nails.
He licked his fingers with quick flicks of his tongue to taste the sweet juices that covered his fingers, and then trailing his lips ever so slowly like it was a delicacy. Enjoying the afterglow of her first orgasm, Lauren swallowed and her lower region tightened at the sight of this. Itachi used the same two fingers he licked and rubbed them over Lauren's lips and trailed them slowly lower in a teasing motion. Lauren's body shuddered under his touch and bit her lip to keep from begging Itachi to just fuck her already.
Without hesitation, Itachi moved off of Lauren and bent his body over, placing his mouth right over her warmth's lips. He licked a slow, deliberate line from the base of her to the top of her moist warmth. He licked until the tip of his tongue reached the small, curly lines of Lauren's black pubic hair that decorated the very top of her warmth. Lauren sighed in pleasure then groaned as Itachi slipped his tongue past her folds and into her opening. Itachi placed his mouth over Lauren's entire mound and sucked hard as his tongue repeatedly penetrated her opening, caressing her on the inside making her moan softly, her breath coming into quick pants as she got closer to that lovely peak.
Itachi held Lauren down by a hip with one of his hands to keep her bucking into his face as he used the thumb on the other to massage her clit vigorously. His tongue kept thrusting in and out of Lauren's opening, occasionally licking across her slit before it reentered. Lauren could only moan the pleasure Itachi was causing her as her hands jerked on the handcuffs chaining her to the bed. Lauren came again with another scream, her hands yanking at the chains binding her to the bed with such force, the cuffs dug into her wrists. Her scream was loud and echoed as Itachi press his thumb into Lauren's clit a final time, his mouth still sucking on the bottom part of her warmth, even as he removed his tongue.
He removed his hand from her hip as Lauren's back inarched and lay panting against the bed. Itachi took his thumb away from her clit, and rolled his tongue over her swollen and really wet warmth a final time. Lauren moaned softly, and swallowed several times. This being the only action she was capable of doing since she was orgasmed speechless this time. Itachi smirked at this, and pulled his pants down to his knees after he unbuttoned them only push them off his legs and off the bed.
He had no boxers or briefs on so his lower body was bare. It was just as muscled, tanned and toned as the upper portion. Lauren's nipples if they went smooth were now as rigid as ever as if ice cubes were dragged over each one, and her lower region constricted tightly wanting what she was seeing inside of her. Itachi grabbed both of her legs by the thighs and spread them till they could open no more. His fingers were dug tightly into Lauren's flesh, nearly bruising as he did this, and shuffled closer on his knees, the tip of his shaft brushing along her lips. Lauren shuddered and cried out softly from the simple touch and sight of such things.
Itachi licked his lips slowly, and without warning, shoved himself all the way in till Lauren's lips met his shaft's hilt, his genitals slapping against her ass cheeks. Lauren's back risen ever so slightly as she groaned from the sensation. Itachi drew back out slowly, to his tip, barely keeping in then slamming forward once more. He grunted as his head met the back, Lauren's cervix wall, and moaned. She had to admit, the action was painful, but pleasurable all the same. Itachi drew himself out again, the ridges on his shaft brushing against Lauren's sweet spot, and her spasmed, moaning deeply. Itachi shuddered and his eyes fluttered slightly when Lauren's warmth constricted around him upon its' contact with her spot.
Itachi growled and decided to change pace. He slammed back in but pulled out half way and continued this over, and over, and over, driving home each time at fast pace. Lauren could do nothing but moved her face and voice her pleasure as her body began to buck up, meeting the rhythm of Itachi's thrusts. Lauren's body tightened more and more with each thrust, a steady and heavy knot building low in her stomach. When her orgasmed hit, she went out with a bang. A scream rolled up Lauren's throat and out of her mouth as Itachi thrusted in a final time, his head rolling over her spot. They came together. Itachi's ended with a deep groan of Lauren's name as she screamed several times. Her nails started to dig into her palms again, but Itachi quickly and easily broke the cuffs, and Lauren's nail's found his back.
She raked her nails down Itachi's back, bleeding him in ten, straight, bloody lines. Lauren bucked her hips up when Itachi thrusted a final time from the sensation of being clawed. The pain was just the great to him. Lauren's eyes rolled up in the back of her head and then she felt and saw nothing. The sensation of several orgasms was still flaring through her body as she came to. Her eyes rolled out of her head, the world coming in a blast of white at first, then dimmed to the shadowy overcast of the tree above her. This tree had plenty of leaves that it actually casted the shadow, and protected her from the brisk roll of chilly wind.
Lauren was in a bed with silk coverings, but now she was back in the real world. She still had her clothes, but her hair was down, casting barely past her clothed shoulders. Itachi was gone, and she'd never see him again, but enjoyed his company while it lasted. Lauren could feel that wetness from thick, sweet sex between her legs as she got up. This made her smile even though Itachi would be dead the next time she saw his body.
~FIN~