This is getting more into the hot stuff lol hope you like it.
Come on Itachi you are apart of the Akatsuki now okay? And what do we do on a day off?" Itachi rolled his eyes at his friends' invitation. "Did I forget to mention that Madara is going to be there?" Kisame spoke cunningly. "Yes you did. I need to borrow some pants from you though. Laundry day." Itachi laughed as he walked up the stairs holding the cordless phone to his ear. "Okay you get ready and I'll come over with a change of cloths for you." The boy on the other line sang as he hung up the phone.
Itachi exhaled as he walked into his bathroom turning on the shower and stripping off his cloths. The cold water piercing his skin and quickly ran to hot. He stood there thinking bout his uncle. And him. It's wrong. Everything they do together is wrong. He's his mothers' brother. The thought of it made him shiver and regret that he thought about it.
"Itachi!" The blue haired man bellowed as he walked into the bathroom. "What the fuck Kisame! I'm in the damn shower!" he screamed grabbing the towel beside him. "Oh don't worry. I've seen you naked before. It's not a going to get me hot or anything." He laughed. "Just gimme the damn cloths and get out so I can change." Itachi muttered. Kisame threw the cloths at Itachi's head and laughed. "It may not faze me. But it sure does phase Madara." He winked making Itachi blush.
"I love summer nights. Especially after it rains. So nice." Kisame blabbered. "There you guys are! I've been waiting forever." Madara spoke eyeing Kisame. "Itachi I need something from Kisame's car can you come help me find it?" Madara questioned. Itachi rolled his eyes at Madara's stupidity. "He gets it. You want some time alone with me." Itachi spoke with a smile. "Actually I really need something. Where did he park?" The smile swept off of Itachi's face. "Follow me I'll show you" he mumbled.
Itachi walked off into the parking lot Madara followed at his heels.
"Mmm, you should wear tight jeans more often." He commented softly, his lips hovering near Itachi's ear. Itachi felt a shiver run up his spine at the close proximity and twisted his head the other way. "I didn't have anything to wear... Kisame only had pants from that kid...Deidara besides I couldn't fin into Kisame's pants anyway." He muttered.
Madara smiled at Itachi's 'I don't care' voice "you used that on me the first time we met if I remember correctly." He asked. The question clearly rhetoric but the boy ignored the man behind him. . However, Madara didn't like being ignored in his aroused state and easily took Itachi's wrists in each hand, shoving him up against the car. Itachi gasped in surprise, but kept his expression blank. Madara pressed his body against Itachi's to keep him pinned to the side of the car.
"Why are doing that?" Madara said eagerly. "Doing... What?" Itachi said, officially finding it rather amusing how Madara was pretty temperamental. Madara frowned, and then slowly let an evil smirk slide across his face. "You know... I don't like being teased, Itachi..."Madara growled playfully.
"I'm not teasing you Madara. I have no need to tease." Itachi scoffed "Oh, yes, you are... Just standing there and breathing like that... Wearing those tight little jeans and keeping your hair down...it's so sexy that it's cruel, Itachi..."
"Mmm, is it?" Itachi felt himself becoming lost, his calm disposition disappearing like the smoke of a cigarette. Madara ran his fingers up to Itachi's waist, then around to the front of his jeans. He ran his fingers up Itachi's black t-shirt, enjoying the feel of the soft skin. "It's very cruel" he continued with a smirk. "And I think you should get punished for it." Itachi's eyes went wide
"Are you drunk?" he assumed. "No! I'm just-. " "Hot and bothered?" Itachi observed while grinding their hips together making the elder moan in pleasure. "Exactly" he said breathless. Itachi smiled as he pushed his uncle away from him and opened the car door and crawled in pulling the man overtop of him kissing his neck and grinding hips. "Well I better take advantage of this moment." Itachi stated as he slid his hand down his uncles pants making him gasp.
Yes what they were doing was wrong. Incest at that. But Itachi didn't care. All he wanted was him. Madara was all he needed.
Thanks for reading. Please review . The more reviews I get on a story the faster I update the next chapter. It keeps me motivated.^.^
The next chapter may have some hot yaoi scenes lol.