A summer love...
Rating: M-rated
Warnings: light NSFW
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Let me have you
Letting his lips slide over Deidara's throat, Itachi pulled him as close as possible, crotch aligned with a perfectly shaped behind. Their hips didn't stop moving though, their feet never missing a beat as they danced around the room. The little cabin was filled with shouts of joy, enjoying the roughness with which the two males moved. Pulling at each other when the other danced too far away, using not only hands to get close, but lips to maintain the battle as well.
It was a dance Itachi had learned here, right here in this cabin. The music loud and pumping, with bodies moving in provocative ways. Deidara was the one to lure Itachi further in, teach him the ways of the island. Teach him how to move properly, love properly, fuck properly. And Itachi had greedily absorbed everything, watching the colours explode around him as Deidara showed him things he had never seen before. Right here on this dancefloor.
Show me all
And there on the dancefloor their lips smashed together, as they so often had done before. Hands slipped under clothes in a far too intimate way, the cheer of the crowd only urging them on further. With that Itachi always hoped that Deidara would see, would finally open up to him. Would fall in love just because Itachi had fallen so hard.
Open up your mind
Before Itachi could really make Deidara feel though, the other had pushed himself away already. Hips moved seductively as a blond eyebrow wiggled at him. With a few paces aimed so perfectly Itachi slipped right beside Deidara again, their hands tangling together as they danced around each other. Their eyes stayed locked, his dark depths sucking in that beautiful blue hue he could never get enough of.
During vacation had Itachi first come here, the island he had visited with his family. Investigating the beach to find something worthwhile, he had stumbled upon this little cabin, the small café only meant for locals to have fun with one another as they finally didn't need to work. Seeing the joy they had together, dancing in such lustful ways, Itachi found himself staying. Noticed by the boy that had served them at breakfast, he eventually got down on the dancefloor, and let Deidara teach him to properly dance. The luxurious hotel was soon forgotten, the riches not for Itachi anymore. It was not what he needed in life.
That's not for me
The next summer they returned on Itachi's request, his parents far too happy about the fact that Itachi had really enjoyed himself during their vacation. The first return was frightening, but as soon as his eyes locked with those blue ones, Itachi was invited back in. That summer Itachi had lost his virginity, to the beautiful blond boy that had swept him off his feet so marvellously. It was only summer that could bring them these moments, every year again Itachi learning something new. Something he could not learn anywhere else. And Deidara was the perfect teacher that would take his time, but was harsh when Itachi took too long to understand.
Only in summertime
Another close dance followed, their bodies pressed together so close Itachi could hardly breathe. Seeing the sweat trickle down Deidara's forehead, he suddenly realised how warm it really was, and how wild they had been moving. Their steps had gotten messy, their hands grasping the other far too needy. Hips sliding from left to right their steps led them towards the side door. Eyes had moved away from them as another couple had joined the dancefloor, their dance the same as where Deidara and he had started. The slow seductive one that announced what was about to come.
Hiding in the palm tree forest, they both discarded themselves from their restricting clothes, sheading shirts and pants here and there as Itachi pressed Deidara up against a tree trunk. If only he could let Deidara see how much he meant to Itachi. If only Deidara would open his eyes, and let his mind see what there was in front of him. But the kiss made everything rush away again, minds occupied with what else was at end.
Fall in love with what you mean to me
The biggest problem was that Itachi was only here in summertime. Only here for a few weeks before he needed to leave again, and never had they stayed in contact afterwards. Never had Itachi even dared to ask for a phone number or an email address. The only thing they did was dance, and have sex in secluded places. Every summer Itachi would follow this routine where he would love Deidara as best as he could. Make love to him in the ways Deidara had taught him to.
What Itachi held onto, was the fact that every summer Deidara had been here. And every time their eyes met for the first time after a year of missing one another, Deidara truly seemed happy to see Itachi. That was all Itachi needed. The rest of the dream would be filled in some way, if only Itachi could convince Deidara this was more than just a dance.
Things will change with time
But only in summertime