Title: For the love of Fashion- Part Deux
Pairing: ItaNeji
Commissioned by: Annieme
Length: 4070-something words.
Groveling: I could tell you long tales of sadistic professors, eternal assignments, exams, chronic fatigue, hospital visits and bad college food….but I won't. I have no excuses. Annieme- you're a saint for putting up with me. ;_;
Warnings: Bitch!Drunk!Cross-Dresser!Kick-Ass!Neji (lol because it HAD to be done.) Dirty Talk: Whooooo boy does Itachi have a filthy mouth. XD Exhibitionism. CRACK
A/N: Lol, I think this is the shortest fic I've ever written XD
If one more fucking asshole put their hands on Neji's ass then the Hyuuga was going to jail for murder.
Motherfuck Itachi for liking this smoky bum fuck of a bar anyway. Glaring into the amber depths of his scotch Neji promised himself that he'd get even. His lover knew how the Hyuuga hated the kind of attention he was bound to receive in places like this; never mind that The Sound was an exclusive five star, Michelin rated Gentleman's club- the assholes in here still acted like common pigs.
"Well hello there sugar -"
"I will rip your dick off, I swear to god." Neji hissed.
The rotund man in ill-fitting Armani waddled away as fast as his bowed legs would carry him.
Neji bared his teeth at the retreating back before sighing and staring back down to the gleaming stained oak bar counter. Tucking a strand of long shimmering brown hair back behind his ear Neji sniffed and bit his lip in an odd moment of vulnerability.
Where was Itachi anyway? Surely, surely the fashion mogul wouldn't have forgotten would he? It was he who had requested Neji come to the club in the first place. Surely, surely their one year anniversary meant something to him? Maybe- but- Itachi wouldn't deliberately humiliate him like this would he? Would-
"Another scotch sweetheart?"
The bartender's gruff voice rumbled soothingly from across the counter and Neji glanced up to his kind bearded face, cigarette sticking out between full lips.
"Don't- don't call me that." The sad Hyuuga pouted.
The man- his name tag read Asuma- shook his head a wry grin creasing his weathered handsome face.
"I call 'em like I see 'em honey. If I wasn't so sure your man would behead me for looking at you sideways I'd complement you on your legs too."
Beside himself the young Hyuuga allowed a wry smile to twitch across his lips. A quick glance to the wall clock reminded him that Itachi was thirty seven minutes late and the smile faded. Tachi was never late.
A soft brush against his fingers brought Neji's attention to the crystal glass that Asuma had just poured a double into. The kind bartender brushed Neji's fingers once more.
"Give him a little more time sweetheart." He said softly, "Only a fool would leave you here."
Neji smiled. Okay, a few more minutes then. He'd give Itachi that.
"a-and then he leans over and does this- this thing with his tongue and pushes it right up my-"
"Ok sweetheart," a gruffly amused voice cut in, "I'm cutting you off."
"What?" Neji returned his delicate being barely perched on the long legged stool. "But- but I was just getting to the good part!" The tipsy Hyuuga shifted on his chair and another inch of mile long milky leg revealed itself to the hungry eyed vultures clustered around the beautifully flustered man.
"Yeah Asuma!" One of the lechers standing far too close to Neji cut in, his spiky blue hair sticking up into the air like charged fibres. "He was just getting to the good part! Come on beautiful- lemme get cha another drink. What'cha sipping? Scotch? Vodka? My dripping coc-"
Asuma tossed a bar towel at him. "Knock it off Suigetsu. You don't wanna know the corners of the ocean your pieces are gonna end up in if you mess with this one."
The blue haired business man smiled a shark grin before sidling up to Neji and slipping a daring hand up a pale thigh. Slow to react, Neji blinked blur and wild tendrils of silky brown hair out of his beautiful eyes. Everything was so soft and mellow to the Hyuuga and even though there was something vaguely off about the scent of the cologne surrounding him Neji wanted nothing more than to release some soft giggles and collapse into Tachi's hard arms.
Mmm. Tachi. Neji licked his lips and allowed his lids to fall over lavender eyes as he sighed and remembered the blow job of epic proportions that he'd given his older lover the morning he had left on his flight to Beijing. The soft pitter of the rain was splattering against the wall to wall glass windows of the condo bedroom that dark morning two weeks ago when Neji had woken up from deep sleep with a desperate urge to suck the hot fluid out of Itachi's cock. Crawling down the Uchiha's prone form Neji had suckled on Itachi's flesh for a small eternity, always backing off when the fashion mogul began to come.
God-what a morning. Neji sucked his bottom lip into his mouth as tendrils of remembered heat crept across his flesh like silken feathers. He was craving that again damnit.
"See Asuma." A far too grating and rough voice cackled too close to the Hyuuga heir's sensitive ear. "He wants it so bad he's probably gagging for it."
Asuma forced down a cruel grin. "I don't think so- but you'll be gagging on a fist soon if you don't let him go. I'm warning you Juugo- grab Sui and get out of here before-"
"Before what?" An oilier voice sneered.
And the voice that slithered into the conversation then was like poison. "Before I strangle you by your intestines and mount you head on my mantle."
Neji flailed. Tachi! That voice belonged to Tachi! Spinning around- and whoa that was soooo not a good idea- Neji waited for the world to settle before tottering unsteadily on six inch heels over to the homicidal Uchiha male glaring painful annihilation at the three men who had surrounded the drunk Hyuuga.
"Tachi!" Neji purred arms outstretched towards his furious eyed lover clad in black silk and dark cotton. A strong possessive hand wrapped itself around the Hyuuga's waist and pulled him securely into a hard chest.
Neji sighed and nuzzled the warm flesh at the base of Itachi's throat. See- he knew his Tachi would never desert him- even if her was three and a half hours late.
Itachi lifted his pale hand and stroked a soft territorial line from Neji's hair, down his back and to settle defensively on the tight swell of Neji's ass.
"Hey man!" Suigetsu snapped, stepping forward. "Who the fuck do you-"
"If you don't leave now I won't bother making your death look like an accident." Itachi hissed.
The blue haired businessman paled and stepped back a bit. "Wha-"
"Come on man." Juugo whispered to his friend. "That's Itachi fuckin' Uchiha you're messin' with. If you wanna keep your balls then we need to leave the bitch alone and get the fuck outa here. Like now."
Suigetsu turned to stare at the taller man who was oddly hunched in on himself and staring shiftily at the floor. Grunting the slender man snatched up his jacket and stalked away without grace, his large companion striding quickly behind him.
Neji didn't even notice.
Itachi smelled so amazing; like sandalwood and menthol smoke.
"Come Neji." The elder male turned and guided the unsteady teen to a circular wooden table repressed into a shady corner. Sliding into the padded seat Itachi gently pulled the addled Hyuuga down beside him. Neji sighed and lowered his tired head back unto Itachi's chest, purring when slender fingers settled into his long hair.
"S'glad you came. Knew- Knew you wouldn't leave me there. Just so-so…" Neji trailed off as yawned.
The stroking paused for a while before the darker haired male continued. "I would never do that to you Neji. I keep my word."
"Mmmm" the Hyuuga mumble more interested in the delicious scent wafting from the break in Itachi's collar that what was coming out of his mouth at the moment. The amazing smell of warm fragrant skin was making Neji itch to trail his tongue all over it.
"Unfortunately, as I was boarding the flight back home a fire erupted in the print lab at the Headquarters. I was forced to contain the situation before I could return."
"Hmm." Neji moaned again. "So thas'why you smell like smoke."
A soft twitch curved the Uchiha heir's lips for a second. "Yes koi, that is why."
And something soft and beautiful unfurled in Neji's stomach at the soft endearment that he so rarely heard.
"Good." Neji sniffed. "Cause if you'd left me for some other guy I'd have shoved my right heel up your ass."
Itachi threw back his head and released and even rarer laugh. "Would you really do that to my Neji?"
The slender pale eyed youth straightened up and glared "I-I suffered through having Sasuke wax my legs for you. I'm in a five inch leather nothing for you- you're damn right I'd have chopped off your balls if you'd stood me up."
Neji tossed his head (and swayed a bit but the effect was already achieved). "No one stands up Neji Hyuuga."
Itachi's dark eyes glinted with amusement and a hint of desire in the dim fey lighting of the club. "No one indeed." He murmured before reopening his arms and inviting his younger lover to enter them. Once Neji was settled Itachi tilted his beautiful angular face up and brushed hungry lips over the Hyuuga's coral ones.
"Will you forgive me for my tardiness, little Hyuuga?" The elder's voice had deepened to a smoky husk that slithered over Neji's skin like liquid sin.
"Yes." He replied his stomach churning with anticipation generated my Itachi's insubstantial kisses. A soft moan escaped him when Itachi sucked softly at his bottom lip.
"And will you open for me, little Hyuuga?"
Neji's bones turned to water and he buried his hands into Itachi's hair, yanking the older man closer. The kiss was like hot coals and sweet wine- all burning and dark and that sent tendrils of wet heat coiling through his belly like snakes. Neji's carefully tucked cock was awake and swelling beneath the tight confines of his leather skirt in the cup of the tiny pair of almost nothing silk boy shorts that barely hugged the curve of his ass.
Sucking on Itachi's questing tongue the Hyuuga dropped one of his hands to sink into the open collar of Itachi's simply black silk shirt. The desire from earlier roared through Neji again and the young Hyuuga opened his mouth to vocalize it.
"Tachi- Tachi I-"
The clearing of somebody's throat interrupted Neji. "Ahem, unfortunately gentlemen, I'm sorry to tell you that no public displays of affection are allowed in the-"
Who the fuck was this moron interrupting him? Neji decided to try again and maybe the fool would leave. Reaching up he tugged harder on Itachi's shirt. "Tachi, I have to tell you something."
Itachi for his part merely tightened his arms around the Hyuuga and turned a withering glare on the uniformed interloper.
"No displays of affection yet tolerate scenes of harassment. Where was this concern for the public I wonder when my lover was almost assaulted at you bar?"
The man shifted uncomfortable. "Sir, your...companion did not seem to be in any-"
Tired of being ignored Neji straddled Itachi's hips and groaned. "Itachi! It's really important!"
The Uchiha heir clasped Neji's ass to keep the skirt at the barely decent level it was before it could ride up any further with the intoxicated teen's unchecked movements and scar the blatantly homophobic man next to them.
"Yes Neji? What is it?"
Neji blinked. Leaning forward he pressed their foreheads together.
"I really want to suck you cock Tachi."
A strangled choke from beside them went unnoticed.
"Now?" Itachi cocked a brow.
"Mmmhm." Neji replied starting to shift and rub against the growing hardness he could feel through his thin underwear and Itachi's pants.
"Wanna lick the veins on your cock right now. And you can come on my face this time if you want-but just 'cause it's our anniversary. You can't do it otherwise- its gets in my hair."
Itachi's smirk was devilish. "I though protein was good for your hair?"
Neji sat back and pondered this for a moment his kiss swollen bottom lip pushed out in though.
He sniffed. "But it makes it all sticky- and I wanna swallow it instead. S'all hot an' sweet and slides down my throat like-"
Neither of them noticed when the decidedly red in the face maître d scampered away from them like a frightened animal.
"Like what little Hyuuga?" Itachi whispered, shaping a large palm around a round buttock and squeezing tightly. Itachi gently nuzzled his nose against a prominent cheekbone as he whispered into Neji's flushing ear. "Tell me how good it feels when I gently feed you my cock."
Neji sank his teeth into his red lip and ground harshly down unto the rigid hardness beneath him. A stinging pop to the ass sent his head of wild cinnamon hair flinging backwards as he gasped.
"Itachi!"
The Uchiha had both hands under Neji's skirt now and was kneading the supple flesh into submission, squeezing and tugging- casting the shape of Neji's body with his desire. The slighter man was moaning unashamedly and Itachi- though fully cognizant of the sometimes incredulous but mostly lustful stares around them-simply dipped his head and began sucking mercilessly on Neji's neck.
"Tell me Neji. Tell me how it feels when my wet cockhead breaches your soft lips. Tell how you whimper and clench when I push myself down into your tight, resisting throat. Tell me how you moan when I fill your mouth until it runs hot and thick down your chin."
Neji's vision was swimming and his hips were gyrating hard in the tight grip his lover had on him. His moans were deep, long and lusty.
"Tachi- no- no stop I can't- I can't-"
The aroused Uchiha kissed his way back up to Neji's ear. "Of course you can koi. You can take my cock beautifully, especially when you're all dressed up for me. I love the skirt by the way Neji, how I look forward to having you stain it white as I drill open your wet hole and batter your prostate into submission."
Orgasm was climbing up Neji's spine faster than quicksilver.
"Good…so good. You fuck me so well Tachi- and I can feel when you come and then I get so wet inside with it-"
Neji's world went topsy-turvy for a moment as Itachi swiftly stood. It was a moment before he realized that he was being held up by strong arms and Neji twined long bare legs around Itachi's waist. The leather skirt had ridden up to nothing and the soft swell of his pale buttocks were only partially hidden from view by Itachi's splayed fingers.
Neji busied himself with sucking dark hickeys into Itachi's neck, licking and swallowing the intoxicating scent of Itachi's skin down into his very being. The cool night air sent shivers up his spine as they exited the club through a discreet side exit that led under trellised archways to a semi private parking lot.
Heat was singing Neji's very body and the soft fluttering in his gut was causing his asshole to clench and clutch at a phantom memory of a thickly veined, thrusting cock.
"Want you. Want you inside me Tachi-god. C'mon- please. Can't wait- can't-"
And suddenly Neji was gasping and staring up at the gibbous moon and the flittering lights of the Tokyo star line.
A deep feline purr erupted beneath him and Neji's lust addled mind realized that he was spread eagled and open on the hood of Itachi's sin black phantom. The million dollar machine was humming and vibrating with dangerous anticipation; the sharp thrum beneath him travelled up and down his body in waves, drumming pleasure into his belly and leaking cock.
Neji gasped and immediately his mouth was invaded by Itachi's dominating tongue. When the Uchiha finally allowed Neji to breathe the younger man's vision was spinning.
"I will not wait to take you." Itachi growled, his musky scent of hot arousal and woodsy smoke shot straight past Neji's consciousness and into the primal part of his brain that was screaming for sex- for his body to be bent open and sunk into- for cum to coat his insides and run out of his body like water.
"But- but not here? Surely Itachi- you won't-"
Hard Hands hauling Neji's legs up and outward over Itachi's shoulders proved him immediately wrong. With a sharp tug Itachi had yanked the offending panties down creamy thighs and left them to dangle off one leg.
"The lot is deserted Neji: It is one in the morning and my cock is slick and desperate for you. I cannot wait."
The Hyuuga licked his lips as a second, harder thrill at the forbidden and heathen act bloomed in his mind.
"Lube?" he questioned breathlessly.
In answer Itachi ducked his head, nuzzled his face behind the Hyuuga's silky smooth balls and drove his tongue mercilessly into the soft pink dip located there. Neji's scream ricocheted around the shadowed lot.
The shimmering halo of the moon made the males pale skins glow like liquid silver and fey light. Pleasure, hot and thick, cut Neji into ribbons as his most sensitive skin was mauled with lustful attack. Itachi's tongue was the eight deadly sin and the slick muscle was working open the tiny pucker with alarming alacrity.
"No more." Neji gasped, the magic of moonlight, cold air and forbidden pleasure robbing him of his breath. "Just fuck me Uchiha."
Obedient, Itachi pulled back and shoved one of Neji's long legs up unto his chest- the other he balanced on his shoulder as he placed a soft kiss to the black stiletto bound foot.
"Relax your body for me Little Hyuuga." Neji whimpered as the thick hot tip of an aroused penis nudged against his hole. "Loosen your muscles and accept me Neji." The tip pressed and bore down, forcing the tight clench to part and accept the large, weeping intrusion.
Itachi leaned down and bit Neji's ear. "And when I sink into you, tighten and mold to me. Hold on to me koi for I won't be gentle when I reclaim you." And with a sharp thrust Itachi buried himself ruthlessly into pillow soft depths of Neji's insides.
"Ah! Tachi-god!"
Desperate to obey Neji clenched his belly and tightened ruthlessly around the spear splitting him open.
"Fuck-Tachi- so hard inside me- god I-"
But Itachi had already started and the sharp drilling thrusts were burying themselves deeper and deeper into silky hot territory with each smooth swivel of Itachi's hips. Neji was somewhere between orgasm and nirvana, his mind seem blown to the ends of the earth and his tight inner depths stuffed full with pulsing cock.
Itachi was an ethereal being above him- his dark hair blending seamlessly into the night and his skin shining moon bright under the white glare of Luna's gaze. Black eyes burned pits into Neji's soul as the slams of his hip forced Neji's red and spasming hole to accept his slick and drilling penis.
"Take my Neji." The being whispered his dark voice harsh. The purring car was sending hard vibrations deep into the uke's body as the fat head of Itachi's cock battered the swollen gland tucked into the Hyuuga's body.
"Gonna cum- fuck 'Tachi- my cock's gonna burst." Neji groaned as his head fell back and his hands scrabbled along smooth chrome and cold glass. The jarring thrusts were slamming him into the hood and Neji reached down to desperately start jerking off his enraged erection.
"Ah- ah- deeper, Itachi, please. Want you deeper inside me- need you to cum inside me!"
Itachi veritably roared and bent Neji's supine body into unnatural forms and he rammed his aching cock into the wet heat that clutched and grabbed at him in desperation. He was nearing his own end quickly and after two weeks of not being inside his lover Itachi was full to bursting with slick come ready to be spilled into a soft and clutching asshole.
And then- out of nowhere- orgasm snapped Neji's sanity in half and flung him into high heaven. His body coiled and snapped up and his red, bitten mouth released a scream of pure ecstasy into the night air. The sight undid the laces of Itachi's control and the controlled fashion mogul surrendered himself to the little death.
Pulse after pulsing wave of wet pleasure sank into Neji's insides and warmed him like fire. He could do nothing but whimper at the feeling- they didn't do it without a condom often- that first indiscretion in Itachi's office a year ago notwithstanding- and Neji always glorified in the primal pleasure of receiving and being filled with his lovers hot seed.
Slowly the sounds of reality seeped back into his mind and lax Neji allowed his legs to slip down and rest on the warmed car. Itachi was till spasming inside him and Neji sank long fingers into his mate's hair, rubbing and calming him as his lover regained his composure.
"Always." Itachi whispered finally "Always so perfect when I'm inside you. Always so forgiving when I wrong you. Always so ready to receive me when I deny you…How can you ever believe I would leave you Neji Hyuuga?"
Neji's exhausted mind sighed and began to shut down. It was with mild regret that he felt Itachi's slick manhood slide from its prison. He hadn't the strength to clamp himself closed and already he could feel the wet emission of his lover's passion begin to slide through his tender entrance.
As he slipped into darkness Neji hummed in delight when the scent of sex and sandalwood invaded his senses as he was lifted.
"You can't- M'Neji fucking Hyuuga. M'Perfect."
And Itachi's soft chuckle of amusement serenaded him into sleep.
"Oooowwiiie." Neji groaned as his aching body shifted in bed. So this was why normal people didn't fuck on top of cars- hard metal was murder on ones back when one's ass was being drilled into the next century.
"I would apologize if I truly believed I had wronged you- but I don't."
Neji sniffed and turned away from Itachis knowing gaze. "You suck Tachi."
"No koi- you suck. As a matter of fact you were rather desperate to suck me off last night if you remember."
"Well it's a damn good thing I don't isn't it?" Neji lied, his face flushed. "At least there was nobody there to see me get my drunk ass nailed to a car."
"That's what you think." A snide voice cut in.
Neji froze before glancing up at the devil spawn that stood smirking in the doorway.
"Sasuke." He called coolly, "To what do we owe the pleasure of your soon to be carcass."
"You can insult me all you like- it won't stop the video of you being bent over a phantom from going viral on Facebook. Think of it as righteous justice after your lover over there leaked those pictures of me in bunny ears and a pink thong to the fangirls."
Neji felt horror crawl up his belly.
"You didn't"
"Oh I so did. And no, I don't care if you string my guts for garters Itachi cause I will have died happy."
And Itachi's smile was as scary as a zombie apocalypse.
"Then I suggest you run and hide little brother. Because in ten seconds I'm going to obliterate you from the face of existence."
Neji took fierce pleasure in watching Sasuke stick his nose into the air and spin rather quickly on his heel.
"Oh and Neji," Itachi whispered to the mound of blankets the Hyuuga had buried himself in.
"I really did love you in that skirt I designed. For next year I have this mini-dress in mind that-"
Neji kicked Itachi off the bed. "Fuck you Uchiha, you and your love of fashion."
OWARI.
Fuck me.
Fuck me sideways with a nine iron.
Wow.
That is all.