Usual Disclaimer : Plot belongs to me, characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Warning: Language. Violence. Adult Situations. This chapter will contain some disturbing malexmale fuck scene, and this time, I MEAN it. So, if you have a weak stomach, please don't go around flaming me like I haven't warned you :P
The smell of the bright, sunny morning air and freshly-laundered clothes was all around the backyard. If one were to imagine an ideal backyard, It certainly wouldn't be like the one in where Itachi was currently at. With all the barbed wire that domed the entire place from the brick fences like an iron cage, creating abstract patterns on the ground with all the criss-crossing shadows that fell from the wires and bridled vines that naturally grew to cover the sunshine more and more as each day goes by.
It is nothing of a pretty sight to behold, but for Itachi, it was the closest place to 'the outside' inside this old mansion he had never stepped out of ever since months ago, thus, the nicest place to be for him. Yes, he could barely see the sun with all the wire obstacles, but at least he can still feel it on his skin. He can hear the chirps from the birds here, feel the cool moist of grass on his bare foot, breathe in the smell of morning dew that mixed with the sun-dried clothes, sometimes even seeing lost, pretty butterflies that somehow got inside or poor frogs that hop around desperately trying to find its way out from where it got in. It feels nostalgic… That's why taking down dry laundry and hanging up newly-washed ones became his favourite activity out of his daily routine.
A pity he can't stay there too long though… especially with Suigetsu's eyes glaring at him like that when he was done hanging up the last linen over the rope string. Ever since the whole ordeal of Karin sleeping when the boys got back, the task of watching over Itachi was never trusted to her anymore. For the past week, either Juugo, Suigetsu, or Sasuke himself would stay in and watch over him. But mostly, it has always been Suigetsu that ended-up in the house with him though, since, the combination of 'whiny Karin + annoying Suigetsu' just rarely ever works.
So, here they are, Itachi taking down and hanging up the clothesline while Suigetsu sat on the doorway with a frown. Unlike Karin, his new 'man-nanny' is much more enthusiastic with his job and follows everywhere he goes, be it the laundry room, the kitchen, their bedrooms, the living room, the backyard, anywhere except the bathroom.
"You can really burn a hole through somebody with a glare like that, water-boy…" Itachi said as he picked up the basin full of dry clothes.
"Can't help it, I'm melting in here while you're incredibly taking your sweet-ass time doing… whatever you're doing!" Suigetsu wiped off the sweat beads rolling down his face.
"Well, I've already told you, you could wait inside…" Itachi reminded him.
"So that you can make your escape?" Suigetsu said sarcastically. Itachi sighed,
"You're being ridiculous, you know you can see me even from the living room, just crack the door open if the window's not enough for you," Itachi stood before him with the plastic basin full of clothes on his hand, shooing him from the doorway. Suigetsu rolled his eyes but stood up nonetheless. They both went back inside.
Barely making three steps inside, Itachi's head hurt like a sudden migraine attacked, he had to stop and lean on the wall for support. Damn, this always happen lately… Itachi cursed mentally as Suigetsu, who noticed the other stop unexpectedly, asked,
"What's wrong?" But Itachi couldn't hear anything but the deafening ringing sound that filled his ears. His head that felt like his blood was circulating in the wrong direction inside his brain. Suigetsu walked in front of him and examined the other's face. Damn he's pretty… Suigetsu quickly shook the thought off as he looked more closely. The Uchiha was closing his eyes in distress.
"Itachi-san?" Suigetsu dared himself to lift up the older man's chin, and he was surprised the other didn't swat his hand away despite the furrowing of two delicate eyebrows.
"What's with you?" But it was a wrong move on Suigetsu's part to shake him up by the shoulder as the feeling of dizziness turned into nausea which accumulated pressure inside Itachi's throat, which grew and grew until…
"Urghk-" and that was the only warning Suigetsu had before Itachi lunged forward and vomited straight to the water boy's top.
"Oh…shit…" Suigetsu swore as the uchiha let back out the little food he managed to eat this morning on him. It didn't stop there though, Itachi was about to lunge another one before Sui quickly blocked his mouth, and dragged the man quickly to the bathroom, where he supported him by the arm, to face the loo. There, Itachi continued vomiting as he slowly regains awareness. Itachi, realizing the situation he was currently at, got a hold of his own arm, and dropped to the floor to grip on the toilet seat himself. Suigetsu winced just seeing the shivering male slumping over, confused on what to do but to pat his back.
Itachi has been going to the bathroom a lot more than usual he had noticed, and Suigetsu now finally understood what for. After some minutes, Itachi seemed to have calmed down a little. Or more like, finally went numb and just propped his head on the ceramic seating limply.
"Did… Sasuke put… stuff in your foods?" Suigetsu asked with uncertainty, it's not like he can do anything about it if it was the case, but…
Itachi slowly shook his head… "No…" Itachi eats exactly what Sasuke ate, and the foods were prepared by himself, so, no, there's nothing wrong with the food. "My stomach's probably just, not yet used to this whole new diet…" Itachi slowly stood to his feet and flushed the toilet.
"Oh…" the water boy recalled the daily routines of the enslaved captive after each meal, in which Sasuke would tell the older to sit or kneel beside him, on the floor mind you, before feeding the him whatever bit he had left on his plate. Of course him, Karin and Juugo get the hint and respectfully leave the room. It's too painful to watch.
Itachi walked to the sink, turned on the tap and rinsed out his mouth. He looked at himself in the mirror, and gasped as he saw the stain on the waterboy's shirt who stood behind him.
"Give your shirt here!" Itachi turned around quickly and pulled at the hem of the purple shirt.
"What?" Surprised at the sudden aggressiveness, Suigetsu's word was muffled as the older was already rolling the tight material over his head, leaving him no choice but to comply and raise his arms in aid.
"I'm sorry Sui, I-I'll get it spotless…" Itachi stuttered as he put the shirt under the running water. He stared at the man, then at his shirt on the sink, then back at the man. Something tugged at the bottom of his heart, he felt it coming, this strange urge to help this person.
"Let me do it, Itachi-san" Suigetsu pried Itachi's hands off his clothes.
"No no, it's okay, Suigetsu, it's my bad," Itachi pushes the boy away.
"I insist!" Suigetsu snarled as he stood his ground, beginning to scrub at his top.
"Sui, please, this is embarrassing, let me-" Suigetsu 'tsk'-ed.
"Shouldn't you be more embarrassed at that stain on yourself?" Itachi, confused, looked down at himself, and cringed at the sight of puke on his clothes. Then it hit him, he must've dirtied the hallway floors too! He wasted no time dashing out of the bathroom and went to see the mess he made. Just as he had thought, some were there. Couldn't think of anything better to clean up the disgusting spill with, he unsashed his yukata, took it off and used the clean parts of the thin worn material to clean the wooden floor back to shine.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Suigetsu was just beginning to wonder where the hell the other had went when he was suddenly bombarded with the sight of a naked effeminate male standing by the doorway from the mirror.
"WHOA! I-Itachi-san?" Suigetsu couldn't help but to stutter and gawk at the mirror as the other covered his privates with the bundle he was clutching.
"Sorry, but could you let me use the bathroom?" Itachi requested casually.
"B-B-But I'm cleaning!" Suigetsu's face turned beet red as Itachi walked his way.
"That's why I told you to just leave it to me," For a few seconds, Suigetsu was too shocked to process anything until he felt a presence beside him.
"Sui-"
"OOOKAY! OKAY!" Suigetsu fumbled his hands off his clothes and quickly walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. The Uchiha, confused at the boy's over-reaction, just shrugged it off as he figured the boy was probably shocked to see the amount of scars and bruises he had on his body, so he continued where he had left off.
Outside the bathroom door, Suigetsu mentally cursed over and over again at himself. What the hell am I getting all worked up for? It's just some naked dude! Nothing different from the times with Sasuke or Juugo in the hot springs! Nothing different! NOTHING! Suigetsu inhaled and exhaled, inhaled and exhaled. Except for the drooping long black hair and the extremely thin waist that sort of showed its lean subtle muscles as he walked or the sexy hollow on his hipbones and his marred, yet very red nipples that- HE DID NOT JUST HAVE THAT TRAIN OF THOUGHT!
"FUCK!" Suigetsu face-palmed in misery.
"Is everything alright?" Itachi's head peeked in from the door, eyes landed on the topless man that squatted gloomily at the corner of the room. Determined to NEVER see a naked Itachi for the second time, he just answered over "Yes!" across.
For the following hours after Itachi finished showering and changing, done the ironing and swept the floors, they finally got to the kitchen.
"Are you gonna cook?" Suigetsu asked the obvious, but he still wanted to chat with the Uchiha anyway.
"Yes." Itachi answered short as usual.
"What are you gonna cook?" Suigetsu hopped on one of the counters, watching with anticipation as Itachi browsed through ingredients in the fridge.
"Hmm… we still have some meat and berries… and some vegetables… I don't know… do you think Sasuke would have another rabbit fillet?" Itachi checked the freezer, and yep, they still had plenty of meat.
"I wouldn't mind… last night was tasty! Don't know about Sasuke, though…"
"Hmm…" Luckily, he had learnt cooking a bit back in the days in Akatsuki, and Sasuke wasn't much of a sissy when it comes to food, but still, he can't risk testing his limits. Seeing potatoes, Itachi had an idea.
"How about croquettes?" Itachi asked. Suigetsu beamed.
"Yeah! That sounds good!" Itachi beamed too. He brought out the vegetable tray and decided to make just that. Suigetsu accompanied him throughout the cooking process, inventing a creative sing-song like 'Croque-O-Croc, O Croque-O-Croc! O…' in which Itachi had to pretend not hearing anything and bite back his lips from laughing. But, halfway through the process when he was frying, the other asked…
"What's a croquette?"
"Huh? Hahahahaha!" Itachi bursted out laughing. "and here I thought you FINALLY knew something!" Itachi doubled over from laughing so hard. Suigetsu was dumbfounded at the sight of a missing teethed Itachi laughing for real.
"I only said it SOUNDED good…and WHAT DO YOU MEAN' FINALLY'?" Suigetsu defended. But this seemed to only add up the humor to the Uchiha as the laughter just escalated.
"Sound GOOD? You mean like; 'Croque-o-Croc' good?" Itachi teased, Suigetsu turned beet red for the second time that day, and Itachi laughed again…Itachi-san absolutely does not answer any of my questions! Suigetsu could've officially sulked if it weren't for the fact that it was pretty rare to see Itachi genuinely smile and laugh like that. It only took one look at that attractive happy face for him to just let it go. Itachi was reminded of his little brother… that snobby little brat used to be so cute he often sang weird songs without knowing the meaning at all… so cute…
In time, Itachi's laughter and smile died down at the thought of his otouto. Suigetsu, who noticed the change, quickly spoke again.
"Can I try them?" Suigetsu fetched a warm fried croquette roll, and chucked it into his mouth. "Mmmm, so are these croquettes?" Suigetsu asked again with his mouth full, his hands already on a second one, Itachi smiled and nodded.
"How is it?" Itachi asked nervously.
"It's fantastic! Try some yourself!" Suigetsu broke some of his and held it out to him. Itachi, feeling relieved, just smiled as he politely refused the offering. Suigetsu then remembered the rule to not let Itachi eat outside Sasuke's permission. But Fuck Rules if the guy isn't even here!
"It's okay, I won't tell, Itachi-san… I know you're awfully hungry…" Itachi looked at the hopeful expression on the boy, but gulped and looked away. Suigetsu could force it down Itachi's throat if he wanted to, but he didn't want to be like the younger Uchiha in Itachi's eyes, and he certainly still respected him enough to not cross the boundaries. But it ain't like him to not be persistent either, so…
"You don't want to eat this?"
"It's not that I don't want to! But you KNOW the rules, don't you?"
"That's why I said I WON'T TELL! Come On! While the others are out! It's not like he's gonna check your stomach once he gets back!" Itachi could tell from the earnest stare of the boy that he wasn't lying or pulling anything. Well, it wasn't like the first time he had thought of slipping some carrots or beans into his mouth as he prepared food either… but it's just that… he had a feeling Sasuke would find out somehow.
"Itachi-san, If you don't find your own way to survive, who else would? It's just a matter of time before your 'skin-and-bones' becomes 'nothing-but-bones' instead!" Suigetsu hit it right on with that. He grabbed his wrist and placed one whole roll of croquette onto his hand before motioning him to 'eat it'. Itachi felt cornered, but he knew the boy was right.
Shutting his eyes, with a quick prayer and a sharp intake of breath, Itachi ate the warm, moist, potato roll in one go and cracked an eye open as he chewed. Suigetsu was grinning his zigzaggy teeth and had two thumbs up for him. It tasted soo good. Itachi was never one to brag, but it really does… perhaps this was what the 'sweet escape' tasted like. Slowly, Itachi smiled along with him.
Getting excited, Suigetsu took another roll and handed it onto the black haired's palm again… Itachi quickly shook his head, his mouth still full.
"Tsk! You've already crossed the line! What's the point of modesty any longer?" Suigetsu helped himself another one. Itachi swallowed big. He looked at the other croquette in his hand. This one was still scalding hot, but having tasted the first one, this one looked extremely, scrumptiously, tempting it made his mouth water. Yeah… what's the point…
Itachi prayed again… Suigetsu rolled his eyes,
"Right, Right, God heard you already, now just eat!"
"So Rude! Are YOU GOD?" Itachi retorted.
"You have no idea…" Suigetsu snickered. The nerve this boy had! But he was awfully charismatic as well. Deciding it was going to be his last one, he brought the heated roll to his lips, and took a big bite.
That evening…
The others got back a little earlier than usual, but nothing was unprepared for, so Itachi was calm and collected. Sasuke looked at the two man that stood greeting them by the door. Is it just his over-active imaginations, or did Sasuke just looked at him suspiciously? Wait… he's ALWAYS looking at me suspiciously…
"You two look like you enjoyed your time together…" Sasuke stepped in, eyeing them both, especially Itachi, whose yukata looked neater than usual and less crumply. Well of course, he had changed once this afternoon after the whole vomit incident. Suigetsu busied himself asking Juugo how the practice went as Karin seemed to avoid everybody and just ran to her room.
"Sooo…" Sasuke slurred that especially annoying way, "did you guys have fun together?" he continued sardonically, sitting himself down on the sofa, taking off his wooden sandals and undid his rope sash. Itachi followed him, desperately trying to keep his stress level at bay.
"We were fine, Sasuke" Itachi picked up the rope and sandals, putting them away. Suigetsu passed by him, mouthing out 'bad mood' to Itachi, who nodded and went back to the living room where Sasuke was smashing the remote control to the ground for apparently laying on his back.
"So you guys had fun, huh?" Sasuke prolonged the conversation unexpectedly, his eyes had a weird glint to it. Itachi carefully took the sheathed sword from Sasuke. It's always dangerous to have him with the sword for too long once he gets back.
"If you mean cleaning and cooking fun, well, yes." Itachi replied, getting up to put away the sword.
"Really?" Sasuke's eyes lingered on his brother as he walked.
"Do you want dinner or bath first, Sasuke?" Itachi asked. But instead of replying, Sasuke rolled on the sofa, lying himself down so that he could clearly see him, before gesturing his finger for Itachi to come his way. Itachi, keeping his composure, walked carefully back towards him. Sasuke held Itachi's wrist at first, but then, with a sudden jolt of strength, yanked him down on top of him.
"How about SEX first?" Sasuke said huskily as he raked through long, silky hair.
"No! Sasuke!" Itachi panicked as he tries to get up, but failed as the younger just pulled him back down firmly against him.
"What? Did you already fuck with Suigetsu today?" Itachi couldn't believe him. Does his little brother honestly think he's that much of a man whore?
"No!" Itachi really wanted to hit that dirty little mouth, but the protective sibling instinct kicked in and he retreated. Sasuke just chuckled.
"Really? You haven't fucked with him even though you two were alone?" Sasuke was smiling and kissing his long strands of hair, but then, activated his sharingans. Itachi quickly shut his eyes, understood his little brother was just provoking him from bad mood, so it was no point answering him.
"Itachi." Sasuke sternly demanded a reply.
"Please, deactivate your eyes first, I can't see you like this." Itachi changed the topic. Sasuke chuckled.
"Of course you can't see me, you're closing your eyes, smart bitch…" Sasuke twisted his words, purposely not getting the point, and reached Itachi's face none-too-gently to attempt pulling up the closed eyelids. Itachi turned his head from side to side, avoiding it, until he had an idea and burrowed his face on the younger's neck.
"Sasuke, why are you angry? Tell me what happened…" Itachi asked in his ear.
"I'm not angry. And how do you expect me to tell you anything if you aren't even looking at me?" Sasuke said tauntingly, pulling back Itachi's hair, trying to get him to look him in the eye, but only managed to yank some hair off. Itachi winced, it hurts to lose some of his hair but going through another hell of painful illusions from his younger brother's sharingans hurt way more.
"I'll listen to you, Sasuke, just please calm down," he pleaded, nausea working its way slow and agonizingly up. Sasuke furiously flipped them over, knocking the breath out of the weasel and straddled him.
"Since when did you act like you care about me? Hm? NII-SAN?" Sasuke hissed out, the way he says 'nii-san' humiliated Itachi to the core, then backhanded him hard across his face. Itachi who didn't see it coming, could only cover his face AFTER the hit to minimize whatever might come next.
"And WHY aren't we fucking yet? Didn't I tell you SEX first?" Sasuke sat up and began undoing the dull blue cotton yukata his brother was wearing, prying Itachi's hands off his face as he does it. But the timid hands just stubbornly came back up even though he could see Itachi had his eyes securely clenched shut. Sasuke swatted the covering hands away again as his other hand unwrapped the fabrics completely out of the way from the trembling man's chest. But the hands just came back up.
"fucking LOOK AT ME!" Sasuke, done opening up the clothes, wrenched both of Itachi's arms wide apart. To his annoyance, the older still had his beautiful eyes shut and hidden. Crossing one forearm over the other, Sasuke pinned them above his head with one hand as the other slid down over the left, red nipple. Sasuke flicked at it lazily before pressing at the inflamed spot around the nub that forced a choked whimper out of the owner. Ghosting his fingers across to the other side, Itachi jerked involuntarily as it finally touched his other nipple that was just as inflamed and gave it a pinch.
"Don't you wanna see me, Itachi?" Sasuke leaned down to lick a tear Itachi hadn't even realized escaped him. He trailed his tongue down to dart in between colorless lips.
"P-Please… stop it-" but Sasuke kissed him fully, suckling his lips oh so gently that, Itachi, amidst all these crazy circumstances, almost kissed him back. Tongue not trying to probe in, but just sort of lingering there at the center his lips. It was as if as each ticking second go by, the demon feeds him spoonful by spoonful of that long-forgotten sinful lust he had towards his younger brother, and before he knew it, his lips moved in sync with the bitter ones of Sasuke's.
The younger teen, who had anticipated this, decided to have a little play at Itachi's now imperfect cavern, running his tongue teasingly over his missing teeth's sweet, coppery spot that had healed a bit, nipping at the nervous tongue of his captive that dared to enter his mouth once or twice, swallowed in the strained breaths the other spilt as he simultaneously gave his overly-sensitive nub some loving and harsh attention. Quickly loosing himself to the incredible temptation that was Itachi, he had to end it in an abrupt fashion to zap both of them back to reality.
"LOOK AT MY FUCKING FACE!" He raged, incredibly annoyed at those shut eyes, squeezing hard a large portion of the pale chest and clawed it deep enough to break through crescent-shaped openings of skin. "Haaaahhhhhn!" Itachi convulsed in pain, tears running freely down his face. Having had enough of his stubbornness, he pushed himself up, and decided to just get on with it since his cock was already hard anyway.
"You wanna play it hard? I'll give you hard." Shuffling himself south, he kept one of Itachi's thigh under him, and pulled the other up over his shoulder. To hell with Itachi's sobs and 'Please don't… Sasuke I'm sorry…'s, Sasuke freed his dick out of his pants, and without preparation what-so-ever, thrusted himself into the hot, dry constriction of Itachi's being. It felt like a knife just impaled itself into Itachi as his back arched high up off the couch from the brutal intrusion. He couldn't even scream, it felt as if God had suddenly decided to take away all of his self-control as the other stopped to adjust himself more than for being considerate on his part.
Sasuke took a big breath before pushing ever deeper and began to pull it back before slamming himself back in. Itachi choked out a gasp as that feeling of nausea was dangerously pushed higher up his throat. Shit… must… tell Sasuke…
"Hahh! Hahhuke! H-Hhah!" But his words only came out as incoherent gasps as Sasuke jabbed his big dick over and over again against his prostate dead on.
"You like that?" Sasuke, feeling extremely hazy and out of breath himself at the maddening friction and pressure around his shaft, smirked as he drank in the sight of his brother jolting and gawking under him yet still attempting to shake his head in denial.
"You LIKE this you bitch. You should know better that closing your eyes would just heighten your other senses," Sasuke spat at his free hand, and attacked Itachi's weeping cock, jerking it up and down with it. And that was it, it only took a couple thrusts and jerks before the bile that had settled in his throat came spilling right out of his mouth. Sasuke went wide-eyed as his brother seriously vomited right before him, as if in exact mockery to what he's doing to him, stopping all his ministrations as Itachi gurgled out more of whatever he had managed to eat that day, the smell of stomach contents quickly assaulted both of the brothers' nostrils.
"You…" Sasuke couldn't even make out words to precisely describe how Itachi utterly pisses him off. Itachi then opened his eyes. "I'm –urghk- sorry Sas-" Itachi managed before some more spilled out of his lips. Sasuke leaned down and grabbed Itachi's stained jaw, bloody red orbs locked on with black ones and Itachi's reflects acted a little too late as Sasuke finally trapped him into his Sharingans.
Suddenly the white ceiling behind his little brother's face melted and swirled like a slow tornado that gradually turns and turns to black. Sasuke, sitting up with a victorious smirk on his face, let him take in the new environment that was no longer the couch at the living room nor anywhere inside their hide-out anymore, but somewhere much more familiar to him.
His careful breathings echoed throughout the whole dark room that surrounded him. With eyes blurry from all the tears that had welled up in addition to his uncontained fears he saw there was a desk. Moving beside it, there was a neat rack of books, assorted with what appeared as a collection of trophies and badges that stood proudly, gleaming from the leaking lights from the curtained windows on the opposite wall. Piecing it together, there was no mistaking, this was his old bedroom he shared with his little brother.
"Nii-saan," Then there was Sasuke… a much younger Sasuke, 7 years old at most, looming over him with his chubby cheeks and that cute toothy smile. He found his hands being led by the other's tiny ones to rest on the soft plump of Sasuke's cheeks, cupping his small face like he used to always do. Sasuke grinned and chuckled before another figure came up behind him. It was his mother, Mikoto, looking at him with that beautiful smile he missed so much. Itachi gasped as another figure appeared, joining the picture. This time, it was his father, smiling with that prideful smile he always sees every time he obtained a new trophy. Itachi could only gape and marvel at the sight too good to be true.
It was so blinding… It was suffocating… but a good kind of suffocating…
If only he could just get up and join them all…
"Niii-saaaan," But there was another call from Sasuke, this time a whole lot deeper sounding, and he was pushed back down to his beddings. Then he saw his little brother again, this time no longer having that innocent smile nor the soft cheek he used to. All was replaced with that default picture of the Sasuke he views now, with the glinting red eyes and cruel mouth, so beautiful yet so ugly at the same time.
"N-no…" Itachi shook his head as Sasuke shuffled up closer to him.
"Why don't we show them something, nii-san?" Sasuke straddled upwards and upwards, cruel gaze locked onto his. Itachi shook his head, no… no, Sasuke…
Itachi felt heat on his lips before the whole of Sasuke's length pushed past it and down his sore throat. The smile on his parent's faces diminishing as it was replaced with hurt expressions, scraping Itachi's heart out at the sight. Sasuke though, was moving in and out of his mouth at ease, aiming deeper and deeper as each thrust go by, leaving Itachi to withstand the disappointed looks from Mikoto and Fugaku all by himself. Itachi whimpered as another bile was creeping up yet again.
Then the room suddenly turned liquid, swirling around again, changing color from dark to bloody red. He suddenly hears noises. His eyes snapped to his side, and there, he saw himself, standing with his sword, towering over somebody… no… two person. Itachi gasped. No… No… No No No! The him that stood with his back to him didn't seem to hear though, as, with a swing of his sword, he sliced through the neck of the one he couldn't bear to say his father. There was an ear-piercing scream from his mother, before that too, stopped completely.
Itachi thrashed around violently, his eyes desperately wanting to shut but somehow couldn't. Sasuke blocking whatever scream he needed to let out, smiling as if possessed, crushing Itachi's hands with his own. Then his ears rang, completely devoid of sound but the deafening ring that numbed his whole being. He thought he finally fainted until he saw his surroundings slowly coming back to sight.
The white ceiling of the living room came back into view, decorating the background of a blurry figure of a panting Sasuke. With a few more thrusts, Sasuke shot his seed straight down his brother's throat. The twitches around his cock milking him to the last drop, he shivered at the force of orgasm that wracked through his body like a tidal wave. He lingered for a moment to regain his breathings and wipe the mess that was tears mixed with sweat mixed with puke mixed with semen on his brother's face with his hands. Pulling out of Itachi, Itachi shuddered as a final spew followed right behind, making their way past his lips, before Sasuke's lips came down upon his, and Itachi blacked out.
To be continued…
A.N. : Woohoo! Finally I completed the longest chapter I've ever written in my life, hahaha. Well anyways; I'd like to thank all my reviewers who had written me some nice comments, hope this doesn't traumatize you as much as it did to Itachi (ack! DX). I love you guys! And see you on the next chapter!
To my reviewers:
Jojo: Thank you so much honey! Yeah, there aren't enough Sasuita in this site! . hopefully I can make this one not so bad ;)
WraithReaper: Thank you! ^^ Hope you enjoyed this chapter (somehow, hahaha)
Shadowcat234: Yesss! Sasuke is soo badd but he's soo hot too hahaha :P Thank you!
ILoveCashia: Thank you so much! Hopefully you'll still stick around to read the continuation :D Hehehe, well, a little spoiler for you that things STILL are gonna suck for Itachi in the meantime ._.
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