Hi all! I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm working on chapter 3 now, so in about a week, maybe sooner, that'll be up. I'm really enjoying this story, and I hope you all are as well!

Warnings: Incest, infidelity, yaoi

A Family Affair

Chapter 2

As soon as Sasuke grabbed his phone the next morning, he had a text.

"Good morning, Sasuke."

He held his breath as he read the three words over and over again. Itachi's name in bold print in the contact line.

So it hadn't been a dream.

His body had known that already. His back was aching from having laid on the ground so long and his joints hurt from being out in the cold, but now, seeing the text, his mind was in agreement.

It hadn't been a dream and Itachi had kept his promise.

Sasuke kept reading the message over as he laid in bed, trying to figure out what he should say. What did someone say in a situation like this? Who else would even be in a situation like this? Oh, man, that brought some thoughts to Sasuke's mind that he really didn't want to have about his classmates and their families.

He shook his head and tried a few times to type out a reply, but everything he tried to say sounded ridiculous. Finally, he just settled on saying good morning in reply before he started to get out of bed.

Itachi must have had his phone in his hand, waiting - Sasuke thought wistfully - for a reply, because Sasuke's phone buzzed with another message before he even put it back down.

"Did you want a ride to school today? I can come by and pick you up."

"No, thanks. I promised Sakura that I'd walk with her this morning."

Okay, that was a lie. At least until he texted Sakura and asked if she wanted to walk with him to school, which she agreed to immediately.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take Itachi up on his offer, but he fell back onto the thought of what the hell was he supposed to say?

He didn't regret what happened last night, even though he understood that he probably should, but it had felt good and right and they'd both been consenting, so why was he supposed to feel bad about that?

Because you're related, that stupid voice in his head was chiming back in this morning. Sasuke shook the thought away and got up to get ready for school. He'd figure out something to say to Itachi later.

"Okay, you've gotta tell me what happened last night," Sakura said the moment that Sasuke walked out his front door. He smiled at her and shook his head as they started down the road.

"I told you, it was nothing. He just came over to talk."

"How much talking did you two actually do?"

Memories of Itachi's lips on him popped like sparklers in his mind, and Sasuke said with a smile, "More than you'd think."

Sakura nodded, "I'm impressed. I mean, I would have thought that after all that time, Itachi would have some ulterior motive, but I'm really glad you guys were able to start connecting again. You weren't too mad at him, were you? Did he even give you a reason that he's been MIA so long?"

Sasuke shrugged noncommittally, "Yes, and no, but I'm just...glad that he's back. I mean, he even asked if I wanted a ride to school this morning."

"So thaaat's why you asked me to walk with you!" Sakura exclaimed, looking over at him with a grin.

"No," Sasuke denied. "I asked you because you're my friend and… Okay, stop with the look," he finally said, pushing her playfully away from him. "Yeah, fine, that's why I asked. Last night was great and all, but I have no idea what I would say to him now."

"Maybe you guys should just start with getting to know each other again?" Sakura suggested. "I mean, it's been three years and, if I can say so, Sasuke, you've definitely changed over that time. I mean, I remember how moody you used to be."

They stopped outside of the gates to the school and Sasuke gave her a withering look. "Like you were any better."

"I never said I was," Sakura admitted before she headed inside the gates with a wave. She turned back and shouted to him, "But you were definitely worse!"

Sasuke shook his head and started to pull his phone out of his pocket to text Itachi, when a hand slipped into his and then lips were on his cheek in a quick kiss before Sasuke even had time to react.

"Good morning, Sasuke!" Naruto chimed at him.

Sasuke's heart fell into his stomach and then knotted and sat there like a heavy stone. He hadn't thought yet about Naruto, about what he would do or how he would talk with him. How were you supposed to break up with someone anyway? Especially when you'd only been dating for three days?

"Morning," Sasuke managed, trying to keep himself from pulling his hand away from Naruto as the blond pulled him up toward the school, chatting aimlessly about quizzes and classes.

Once they were walking the halls though, Sasuke had to let go and so slipped his hand away under the guise of grabbing his phone to check it. People were staring at them, and while it hadn't bothered him yesterday, today Sasuke felt like a different person and the judging stares and quiet whispers about the two of them were too much to take.

Sasuke was surprised to see another message from his brother when he looked down at his phone very exaggeratedly, so he could make sure that Naruto didn't think he'd pulled away from him for any other reason. The knot in his stomach tightened, but excitement rushed through him briefly as he opened the message.

"If you're free today, did you want to come over later?"

Sasuke hesitated, desperately wanting to just say yes. Maybe he could even leave now and just hide out at Itachi's place until his brother got home. Or maybe, maybe, Sasuke thought hopefully, he could convince his brother to skip work too and they could spend the day together.

"Oh, who messaged you?" Naruto asked, trying to lean over and look at Sasuke's phone while his fingers hovered over the glass screen, ready to beg his brother to take him home so he could forget about today and what he needed to do.

"Huh?" Sasuke said quickly, pressing a button on the side of his phone to black out the screen before he slipped it back into his pocket, message unwritten and unsent. "Oh, no one. Just, uh, family stuff."

Naruto nodded knowingly as they walked into their first period class together: math. With the most useless teacher in the world, in Sasuke's opinion at least, Kakashi Hatake, a man who would rather read softcore porn openly during class than actually try and teach them anything. That was, when he even showed up.

"Is everything okay at home?" Naruto asked and Sasuke nodded without a word as he took his normal seat next to Naruto. He wished he could be anywhere else than right next to the other boy's side.

Naruto hummed, but if he was concerned about Sasuke's behavior, he - thankfully - didn't say anything about it as he started working on some homework Sasuke was sure had been piling up for him over the last few days. Out of the two of them and Sakura, Naruto was the absolute worst with his classwork, especially when he had to take anything home to work on. Sasuke's lip turned upward slightly as he thought of one of the myriad of lectures Sakura had given Naruto on getting his work done on time.

The three of them used to be so close…

Best friends.

After today, would Sasuke even be able to count on Naruto as a regular friend?

"Hey," Naruto's voice broke into his thoughts again. "Did you want to go out after school? I thought maybe we could go get something to eat and then go catch that movie we missed the other day?"

Naruto's cheeks tinged pink when he brought up the other day. The knot contorted again in Sasuke's stomach.

"Yeah…" Sasuke said quietly, resigned to what he knew he would have to do in a few hours. "Whatever you want, Naruto."

As Naruto flashed him a smile, Sasuke pulled his phone out and angled it slightly away from Naruto so he could type out a quick message to Itachi.

"Sorry, not today. I've got something to do after school."

Aside from Ayame and Teuchi, they were alone at Ichiraku when they got there, which really just made it worse. Because not only was he about to break up with Naruto, he was going to do it at his favorite place and didn't even have the privacy that a moment like this probably needed. The knot had steadily moved from his stomach to his chest the closer he'd gotten to the end of the day and now it was restricting tightly, making Sasuke feel like he couldn't breathe.

He harshly debated getting up and leaving until Teuchi sat their ramen down in front of them. It felt like a nail in a coffin, keeping him stuck in place until he did what he knew he had to do.

Sasuke took as deep a breath that he could manage and swallowed thickly. The knot was still moving steadily upward, lodging itself directly in his throat. He could do this. He could definitely do this. Naruto was his friend first, before everything else, he had to remind himself. Naruto was understanding. Maybe not like "I think I'm gonna start sleeping with my brother" understanding, but possibly, "I made a mistake about us and I'm sorry" understanding. Or at least he hoped.

"Are you alright, Sasuke?" Naruto said from beside him when Sasuke opened his mouth to start talking-to start explaining and apologizing. "You haven't touched your food and Ayame is starting to give you the look."

Sasuke glanced up at Ayame and indeed she was. Her eyes were narrowed and lips pursed while she kept looking from him to his ramen and back. Sasuke broke his chopsticks apart, hoping that would assuage her, but he still didn't eat.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Naruto," he said quietly. "I've just got...things on my mind."

Count to three and then just do it, he commanded himself.

One.

"Mmm," Naruto hummed as he finished swallowing, "What things?"

Two.

"It's…" Sasuke paused. It should have been easy. It's about you and me, was all he had to say. Then the scariest part would be over, well aside from the actual break up, but just bringing the conversation up was proving to be enough of a challenge on its own.

Thr-

"Oh! It's about Itachi, isn't it?" Naruto said.

Sasuke's stomach flip-flopped at that and he widened his eyes, his count completely gone and forgotten from his mind. What had Naruto just asked him? "You… You know about that? How did you find out?"

Naruto waved his chopsticks around vaguely and said, "Sakura told me. She texted me after school yesterday and let me know." He started laughing and added, "She also told me that I should have come to her for advice on how to ask you out."

Sasuke swallowed and tried to remind himself to breathe. Naruto didn't know. Naruto couldn't know. No one had been there last night, he told himself, and if Naruto did know anything about it, then...well, again, Naruto probably wasn't going to be that understanding.

"So what happened with your brother?" Naruto asked, finishing his ramen and turning to look at Sasuke. "Woah, I'm assuming it wasn't good from the look on your face."

"No," Sasuke said. He felt queasy, but tried for a smile so maybe he didn't look so nervous. He didn't know if it helped or not, since his vision was a little swimmy and he couldn't really focus on Naruto's reaction. He started to count again.

One.

"No, it went...great, really. He even asked if I wanted to come and see him today."

Two.

"And you're here with me instead?" Naruto asked. "You should go and see him!"

Sasuke shook his head, repeating Three! over and over again like a chant. "No, it's okay. Anyway, I really-"

"You've barely spoken to your brother in three years, Sasuke! You talk to me every day, and we can go out tomorrow instead. I want you to go and spend time with Itachi."

Sasuke hesitated for a moment, his brain screaming at him to just tell Naruto the truth, but… he tried to reason back, Naruto had given him a way out. Had given his permission for Sasuke to leave, so that meant it was okay to just do this tomorrow instead, right?

Not at all, his brain reprimanded him, but the knot in his throat was easing at the opportunity provided to him. Yeah, maybe it wasn't right to just leave and put it off, but...

"Are you sure?" he asked Naruto, hoping that the blond wouldn't change his mind.

Naruto smiled and leaned over to kiss Sasuke. On autopilot, Sasuke kissed him back, trying to ignore the guilt that was crawling up his throat to replace the lump from moments ago. Ayame was squealing behind the counter when they pulled apart from one another, and Naruto was blushing.

"Okay, the ramen's on the house today, Naruto!" Ayame said. "I didn't realize that you two were on a date!"

Naruto's eyes lit up. "I could almost kiss you, too, Ayame!" he shouted before ordering another bowl of ramen. He turned back to Sasuke and said, "I promise, I'm good here. You go and spend some time with Itachi. Just text me later."

"I will," Sasuke said. He stood up and had to stop himself from running out of Ichiraku. He texted his brother as soon as he was sure he was out of Naruto's sight.

"Change of plans. I'm heading over."

"Alright. I'm at the store, so if you beat me back, you know you can let yourself in."

Sasuke let out a sigh of relief when he got to Itachi's house and saw that he did beat Itachi there. Even though he'd been able to get out of talking to Naruto, Sasuke's nervousness hadn't completely left him. His head was still running rampant with thoughts of just what he would say or do when he saw Itachi again.

Obviously, this was pretty uncharted territory for the both of them, but was he supposed to do what he wanted and kiss Itachi when he saw him again? Or were they acting like last night hadn't happened? Sasuke hoped not, because that'd sure be awkward for his entire visit, but it wasn't like there was any kind of instructions on how to go about the correct way to having a relationship with your sibling.

He went up to the front door and fished his keys out of his backpack and grabbed the spare key Itachi had given him. Sasuke held his breath as he opened the door, not knowing what to expect inside. After all, Sasuke hadn't been to Itachi's house even once since Itachi moved out, but he'd often wondered what it would be like and how his brother liked living alone.

Was he lonely?

When Sasuke was pushed open the door and went inside, he was more or less unsurprised to find how empty the house was. Itachi's room at their parents house had been much the same, with everything in a certain place.

He took his shoes off and then looked around the kitchen that was to the immediate left of the doorway. He opened cabinets and saw plates and glasses and food stuffs all meticulously placed, labels facing out and cans and boxes lined up neatly.

The living room was sparsely decorated with just a small couch and a little chair by the window to Sasuke's right and to the left was a hallway that led to three different rooms. Two bedrooms and a bathroom, Sasuke found out by peeking his head in each room. Itachi's bedroom and bathroom looked as immaculate as the rest of his house, but the spare room, which Sasuke could only assume was Itachi's office, was littered with stacks of papers, a couple cups full of pens and markers and had a large monitor with a keyboard and mouse on the lone desk in the room. Nowhere near as orderly as the rest of the house.

Sasuke couldn't help but smirk triumphantly. Itachi wasn't perfect after all, he couldn't help but think. Although he still seemed damned close to it.

When Sasuke finished exploring, he decided to just sit on the couch and wait for Itachi to get home, which he thankfully didn't have to wait long for. About 10 minutes after he got comfortable on the couch and started flipping aimlessly through channels on the tv, the lock turned in the door and Sasuke jumped up, both embarrassed to be seen just lounging around Itachi's house and nervous to see his brother.

Itachi pushed his front door open with his foot and smiled when he saw Sasuke inside. He had a bag in each arm and put them on a counter in the kitchen after toeing off his shoes as Sasuke walked over and closed the door for his brother.

Itachi turned around and he and Sasuke looked at each other for a moment, neither of them moving, both waiting on the other.

"I'm glad that you came," Itachi finally said.

"Me too," Sasuke replied. He tried not to listen to the dozens of thoughts buzzing in his head that asked what he should do.

Before the silence could stretch again, Itachi moved over to Sasuke and took him into his arms. Sasuke melted into the embrace and felt some of his tension easing; some of the rattling questions started to slip away. So they weren't completely back to the way things had been prior to last night, at least, but how far were they going to take things now?

Itachi pulled away a couple of inches and rested an index finger under Sasuke's chin gently, then moved to caress his cheek, looking into Sasuke's eyes like he was searching for something.

"Is it okay if I kiss you, Sasuke?" Itachi asked.

Sasuke's eyes widened just a fraction; he hadn't been expecting to be asked for permission.

"Unless that's not something you want," Itachi said at the look. "I guess I misread… Well, I had just thought…" Itachi trailed off and dropped his hand.

Suddenly, Sasuke realized how his reaction probably came across and fear spiked in his chest as his brother started to pull away from him completely. He grabbed the front of Itachi's shirt with one hand to stop him from moving further away and snaked his other over Itachi's shoulder slowly as he pulled his brother to him and connected their lips in a sweet, soft, aching kiss.

Itachi kissed him back, not as soft, not as sweet, but it was needy. His brother needed him, wanted him and Sasuke moaned at the thought. Itachi pushed Sasuke backward slowly until his back was pressed up against the wall. When they broke apart, Sasuke titled his head to the side and Itachi took the invitation to kiss down his brother's neck slowly.

Sasuke wondered if Itachi felt how wild his pulse was racing-wondered if he could feel the heat and urgency that ran through Sasuke's blood. If not, Sasuke made sure that he did, pressing himself as close to Itachi as he could manage, gasping and then sighing softly as his straining erection pressed gently against Itachi's leg.

Itachi moved back up to look Sasuke in the eyes with a satisfied smile on his face.

"There will be time for that later," he whispered between them, distant enough so that their lips only brushed together every other word.

Sasuke whined, the sound surprising himself, but not in a way that mattered much in this moment. Maybe later he'd be embarrassed, but right now he wanted Itachi and didn't care how wanton he sounded about it.

"Please, Itachi," Sasuke sighed, grabbing one of his brother's wrists and guiding Itachi's hand down to the front of his pants.

Itachi laughed, low and soft as he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to Sasuke's. He touched Sasuke teasingly through his pants, putting just enough pressure to make Sasuke's breath hitch and leaving him wanting more, but nothing past that.

"I want to touch you, Sasuke," Itachi admitted, his eyes still closed and hand still teasing, "I never want to stop."

"Then don't," Sasuke said, his eyelashes fluttered as Itachi applied the smallest amount of pressure with his hand. He reached down and rubbed Itachi through his pants, too. They gasped together as they felt one another almost more intimately than last night.

Just as quickly as it had started though, Itachi detached himself, leaving Sasuke to sigh loudly, making sure his brother knew just how discontented he was. Sasuke tried to step toward Itachi and reinitiate their contact, because why would his brother move away? It was obvious, painfully so, that they both wanted this. So why did he stop? Why was he still moving away from him?

"I want this," Itachi motioned to the space between them, "to mean something to you. To be more than just a sinful stolen moment here and there," Itachi answered Sasuke's unspoken question.

"It does, it is," Sasuke answered. His body was still trying to urge him forward again, but Sasuke fought it as he understood what Itachi meant. "It means… It means so much to be here with you. To be with you."

Itachi smiled again. It was soft and almost shy and Sasuke was amazed by it, amazed because his brother never seemed unsure of anything, but here Itachi was, almost - if Sasuke dared to even think it - hesitant to move too fast, to do something that would chase him away. The thought warmed Sasuke's heart and made him smile too. After a lifetime of vying to be as confident as Itachi, to be sure of absolutely everything, it was...what? Was nice the word for it? No, not nice; it was comforting to know that his brother had worries too.

"I'll give you what you want, Sasuke," Itachi said, "Whatever you want; whenever you want it. I promise you that, but please, just indulge me tonight. Have dinner with me, have a moment with me. Just the two of us together, not just brothers, but something so much more."

Sasuke couldn't help himself from stepping forward at that and matching his lips to Itachi's. The kiss was chaste, not searching, not needing, not anything more than what it was. A kiss, a moment in which Sasuke wanted Itachi to begin to understand how much he was cared for. How much Sasuke would be willing to do for him.

When he pulled away, Sasuke brushed his fingers against Itachi's neck and murmured a quiet, "Well then, what's for dinner?"

After dinner, they laid on Itachi's couch, Itachi sitting up and leaning against the arm of the couch with Sasuke laying against him with his feet tucked up beside him. The tv was on, but they hadn't been paying attention to whatever was on. Sasuke couldn't when Itachi's fingers kept running through his hair, nails grazing so softly against his scalp. Sasuke worried vaguely in the back of his mind that he would fall asleep if Itachi didn't stop that soon, but he didn't try to stop him.

Itachi had seemed so happy since they'd started cooking dinner together, and when they'd sat down at the little, two person table that Itachi had in his dining area, they had actually talked. Not just small talk or the shallow, idle chit chat that Sasuke had constantly heard when Itachi would visit and talk with their parents, but actual conversation.

It was like they were getting to know one another all over again, and in a way, Sasuke mused to himself as he closed his eyes, they were. He wouldn't tell Sakura that she'd been right about it; he knew it'd go to her head, but he felt like he at least owed her his thanks, even if it was silent.

A few of the things he'd learned about Itachi tonight had surprised him. Like that he'd traveled for a few months, and had nearly moved out of the village completely before he took the teaching position at Sasuke's school. How had he missed that? How had Sasuke not known?

Well, Sasuke mused, he probably would have known if he'd actually listened when Itachi talked with their mother, but he readily admitted that he'd had other things on his mind during those visits. Namely, why Itachi had decided to leave home in the first place, something he still didn't have an answer to.

Thinking of it…

"Why did you leave?" Sasuke asked.

"Leave?" Itachi questioned in return. Sasuke nudged Itachi's hip with his elbow and made a noise in the back of his throat.

"Don't do that. You didn't answer me earlier, either. So answer me now; why did you leave home?"

Sasuke felt Itachi shift against him and wondered briefly if he was going to push Sasuke away so he could get up and do anything to change the subject. Itachi didn't and Sasuke was relieved, but he could still feel the way his brother's body had tensed in his fingers; noticed the way Itachi's foot started tapping gently against the carpeted floor.

"I…" Itachi said, but he didn't go any further. Sasuke frowned; it definitely wasn't like Itachi to stammer, to stumble over anything he had to say. It worried Sasuke.

"What is it? Did something happen?" Sasuke asked, trying to keep his voice soft and reassuring so Itachi would know that he could talk to him. If they were going to be...whatever they were heading toward, they needed to talk to each other.

"Yes, and no," Itachi answered.

"Okaaaay," Sasuke said. He finally sat up and turned to face Itachi better, one leg tucked close against his body and the other hanging over the side so his foot was on the floor. "Do you care to elaborate? And when I say, "do you care to," I mean, "you've definitely got to.""

Itachi breathed out a laugh and Sasuke saw his face soften a little. That was a good sign, right?

"I started to notice my feelings for you," Itachi admitted.

"Okay, I can't say that I'm surprised that's the reason, but you stayed away so long. You wouldn't talk to me, would barely even give me the time of day."

"I thought it would be best if I kept my distance," Itachi explained. "I thought, if I did, that maybe whatever feelings I had would dissipate."

Sasuke nodded and said, "Because that definitely worked."

"Clearly."

"Then what changed? After three years… What could have changed your mind?"

Itachi shook his head, his eyes unfocused but trained on the commercial on the tv. "It's ridiculous, really."

"Well now I have to know!" Sasuke said, hoping Itachi would hear that he wasn't mad. Wasn't expecting anything other than an answer from him. No matter what that answer was.

Itachi shrugged as nonchalantly as he could in the situation. Sasuke commended him on it. "Because you started dating Naruto Uzumaki."

Sasuke wasn't stupid. He had suspected that Itachi's sudden reappearance had something to do with the news that he and Naruto had started dating - are still dating! his brain reminded him in a sharp, painful thought - but he'd wanted to hear it himself.

Even after Itachi said it though, Sasuke sat slightly dumbfounded.

His brother had been jealous.

Of Naruto.

"I-"

"Don't ask me why," Itachi interrupted, waving away whatever Sasuke was going to say. "Because as soon as I got home last night I was...shocked at what I'd done. Not that I regret it, mind you, because I don't, Sasuke." Itachi turned his gaze to Sasuke and looked him in the eyes seriously. "I don't regret for a moment what happened. I just couldn't believe I'd actually done it."

A warm feeling flooded through Sasuke's chest at Itachi's affirmation, but he still wrinkled his brow in question. "Why? It wasn't like I was, you know...unwilling or anything."

Itachi reached for one of Sasuke's hands and held it in both of his own, stroking his fingers gently over the soft, sensitive skin on the back of his hand, then his wrist, tracing over the blue veins he could see under his skin.

"Because it was what I'd been afraid of: losing control around you. That was why I left in the first place, so that you could live your life, unburdened by me. I'd hoped that you'd never know how I feel for you. I'd hoped that if you ever did find out, that you'd push me away. Maybe then…" Itachi stopped himself and took a breath before he continued with a small shake of his head, "Maybe then the feelings would go away. I never even thought, never dared to hope that you'd-"

Sasuke put his hand gently on the back of Itachi's neck and drew him toward him, into a kiss that quieted his brother's rambling. It didn't fit well with his ever confident personality, his all knowing and calculated ways of thinking. Itachi kissed him back, gently squeezing the hand that he still held.

The kiss was quick and when Sasuke pulled away he ghosted his fingers along Itachi's jaw and looked his brother in the eye.

"But I do, Itachi," Sasuke said. "I do and I'm yours… If you'll have me."

There was a beat. A single beat of Sasuke's heart where he worried that Itachi maybe wouldn't have him. Where he worried that he'd maybe over stepped and misread, but then Itachi stood up, pulling Sasuke with him to lead him down the hall and into his bedroom.

The room was lit in reds and oranges from the setting sun, and if Sasuke had been less focused on Itachi, he probably would have noted aloud how pretty it was. But he didn't, even as Itachi pushed him down gently to sit on the bed.

No, he couldn't, not when Itachi started to undress in front of him. Pulling his shirt off slowly and revealing the expanse of pale skin that he hadn't been able to properly enjoy the night before, not when it'd been so dark. Now though, oh now, Sasuke could see his brother. Could study the way the pretty red sunset seemed to make Itachi's skin glow, the way his muscles moved so fluidly with every shift and breath, the way Itachi trailed his own fingers down his skin and took Sasuke's gaze down with it.

He was mesmerizing.

"You're beautiful…" Sasuke breathed.

Itachi gave him a look that was knowing and appreciative as he reached down to undo his own pants. Sasuke reached forward and stopped him, pushing Itachi's fingers away to replace them with his own, teasing his brother's renewing arousal as he unbuttoned his pants, stopping short of unzipping the fly.

Sasuke pulled Itachi just the slightest bit closer to where he sat on the bed by the belt loop of his pants. He studied the growing bulge in his brother's pants that was nearly at eye level, imagining that he could see it throbbing, that he could feel the heat emanating from it and Sasuke wanted nothing more in that moment than to show Itachi just how much he cared for him. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against the cloth that still shielded Itachi's erection; his brother sighed and threaded a hand through Sasuke's hair.

"Sasuke," Itachi groaned quietly as Sasuke worked his lips down the shaft and then back up, slowly, deliberately, and then he stopped at the growing wet spot on Itachi's pants. He pressed his tongue to the spot and enjoyed the taste of his brother. It was strange, in so much that it wasn't strange at all; in fact, it was almost exactly what he'd been expecting. Strong, salty, but completely Itachi.

"Sasuke," Itachi's fingers tightened in his hair, pulling but not hurting. "If you're going to, then please, please do it."

Onyx eyes trailed up Itachi's exposed torso and Sasuke felt a surge of arousal pound through him when he met Itachi's eyes, half lidded behind long lashes and looking at him almost desperately.

Who was he to deny his brother?

Quickly, Sasuke unzipped Itachi's pants and pulled his brother's cock out, marveling for a moment at it. Again, it wasn't something he hadn't seen as well as he'd wanted the night before, but now it was right in front of him. He could smell the arousal from Itachi, wanted to savor the feel of it all in his hand, but his brother needed him, so Sasuke wouldn't make him wait any longer. He stroked Itachi's cock once, feeling a shudder run through his brother's entire body and then he brought the hard length to his mouth.

His tongue dipped into the slit and tasted more of the pre-come beading there. It tasted stronger now, and Sasuke found himself wanting more of it. He wrapped his lips around the head and sucked experimentally. Itachi gasped and his hips bucked just slightly, pushing more of his cock into Sasuke's waiting mouth. He took in as much as he could and wrapped his hand around the rest, squeezing gently as he sucked before pulling his mouth off Itachi's arousal with a wet pop.

Itachi was panting and his other hand had found his way into Sasuke's hair. Sasuke could feel that Itachi was trying to guide him back, urging him to put his mouth back to work because he needed it. Needed Sasuke, but he didn't push too much, did little more than hope and encourage.

"Show me what you want, Itachi," Sasuke whispered, biting his lip as he looked up at his brother again.

"Sasuke-" Itachi tried to argue, as much as he could right now, but Sasuke wasn't having it. He wanted his brother to take control. To take what he wanted like he had last night when he'd kissed him.

"Please, Itachi," Sasuke begged, "I want this."

Apparently, that was all the encouragement that Itachi needed. He groaned at Sasuke's statement and then guided him a little more forcefully back onto his cock, his fingers twisting just a little harder as he pulled him back and then settled into a rhythm with his thrusts.

Sasuke moaned in enjoyment as he licked and sucked what he could manage of Itachi's shaft and quickly undid his own pants, unable to stand how turned on he was and unwilling to wait for his brother to finish.

Matching the pace that Itachi set, Sasuke pleasured himself, imagining what he must look like, drooling and needy with his mouth full of his own brother's cock. Being used and utterly enjoying it. His erection twitched almost violently in his hand at the thought and Sasuke gasped around Itachi's cock, giving his brother the opportunity to push further into his mouth until Sasuke's throat was full and he was gagging, his throat contracting over and over again.

"Fuck! Sas-uke," Itachi's voice cracked at the new, tortuous sensation and he held Sasuke there for a long moment while he thrust his hips quickly and shallowly, enjoying the hot, wet mouth that completely sheathed him. It only took a few short thrusts before Itachi was coming down Sasuke's throat. Sasuke fought to breathe and then to swallow, but Itachi pulled out before he was completely finished.

Looking down at Sasuke, Itachi grabbed his own cock and gave it a few final strokes, milking his orgasm as long as he could and shooting the last of his seed onto Sasuke's chin, neck and shirt.

Sasuke moaned, watching his brother pleasure himself in front of him as he panted to catch his breath. As the ropes of hot, sticky come hit him, Sasuke started stroking himself again, quickly following Itachi's release.

Many minutes later, Itachi was lying with Sasuke on the bed. He'd taken Sasuke's shirt and cleaned them both up, leaving Sasuke shirtless, not that either of them were complaining about it.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Itachi finally asked, looking over at Sasuke.

Sasuke was lying on his side, tracing little patterns with his fingers on Itachi's chest, following small lines of scars here and then and trying to connect them to one another. He stopped at Itachi's question and looked back at him with a grin, "Are you kidding me? That was great."

Itachi breathed out a sigh of relief and Sasuke turned onto his stomach so he could look at Itachi a little better. "Itachi," he started, "You didn't do anything I didn't ask for."

"I mean, you didn't ask for me to-"

"Shove your cock down my throat?" Sasuke finished his sentence, "No, but I'm not complaining about it. Do you see me complaining?"

"No," Itachi sighed again. "But-"

"No. Shush. You promised me earlier. Whatever I wanted. I wanted it, Itachi. I could have pushed you away if I really wanted to, but I didn't. Anyway, I know you'd never hurt me, so I don't have anything to worry about."

Itachi was silent for a moment. "You'll tell me though, won't you? If I do ever hurt you, I mean?"

Sasuke flopped back onto his side, but not without pressing a kiss to Itachi's chest. "I promise," he said.

They were still laying there, neither too keen to get up when Sasuke's phone rang. Sighing, Sasuke reached into his pocket and fished his phone out, cursing under his breath when he saw "Mom" on the screen.

"Hi mom," he answered.

"Where are you? It's past your curfew; are you okay?" Mikoto asked frantically on the other end.

"I'm fine, mom. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, but I went over to Itachi's place after school."

"You're at your brother's?" Mikoto questioned. She sounded a little less panicked, but slightly skeptical.

Sasuke held the phone near Itachi long enough for him to say a quick, "Hi mom," of his own before putting the phone back against her ear.

"Hi dear!" she chimed in response to Itachi, then adding, "That's a relief! When will you be home?"

Sasuke looked over at Itachi with a frown; Itachi mouthed a quick, "I'll drive you." Sasuke's frown deepened.

"Soon," he finally responded. "Itachi says he'll drive me, so I'll be back soon. Sorry to worry you."

They said a quick goodbye and once Sasuke hit the button to end the call on his phone, he looked over at Itachi with a askant look.

"Can't I stay here, Itachi? I'm sure they wouldn't care, if you told mom that it was fine," Sasuke reasoned, hoping Itachi would take pity on him and let him stay. Itachi only rubbed his back in response, making Sasuke sigh.

"I'm gonna need a new shirt then."