Hello guys, trigger warning, read at your own risk!
Do you know those National Geographic documentaries, where a guy with a super deep voice narrates as the lion gets ready to jump the unsuspecting antelope? Well, that's me.
"I am kind of hungry, do you guys want to eat anything?" I asked gulping down my nervousness.
"I was thinking you could eat me." Sasori said as he dropped the robe to the ground, now completely naked. Oh wow.
Itachi smirked at me probably thinking the same, but started laughing afterwards, probably at my face, or my thoughts.
"Am I so hot that you get a nosebleed, brat?" Sasori smirked. I touched my nose and, as he said, my nose was bleeding; what is this, a manga?
Itachi came close and took my face into his hands, slowly licking the blood on my chin, up to my mouth. His fangs bit into my lips playfully and softly and then kissed me, his tongue darting in to play with my own. I moaned at the taste of my own blood.
"I don't think you are getting away with only sleeping tonight..." He said as he pulled away and started walking the long corridor, probably back to his bedroom. When he passed Sasori he picked him up and carried him like a koala, Sasori's eyes burning into mine.
"But you can watch if you are not ready..." He smirked at my face and started kissing Itachi's neck, who kept walking. My hard on was so apparent now, it looked like a camper's tent. I slowly followed behind them in shame and lust.
The corridor was empty, the servants were probably ordered to stay away. Sasori was making sucking noises, kissing and nipping at Itachi's neck and making walking harder for me. Itachi on the other hand kept an even pace, slow and steady, as if he was giving me enough time to change my mind and flee. I would but I just couldn't.
After what felt like an eternity of walking Itachi stopped and opened the door to his bedroom. His whole demeanor changed immediately as he threw Sasori on the bed and started kissing him passionately. I stood by the door, completely forgotten as Sasori mewled beneath him.
As they were kissing Itachi looked through the cabinet next to the bed, without breaking contact and found a package; condoms. He hastily wore one on his impressive length and turned to me, eyes glowing red.
"Am I fucking you or him tonight?" He asked panting. A simple question that short-circuited me.
All thoughts left my head as I stared at them, jaw dropped to the floor.
"Undress and come here." He ordered, letting out a huff of air in impatience.
My hands followed his order right away, no hesitation, but my shocked brain could not understand it was giving the order to do so. When I was undressed, I moved and sat on the bed next to them. As if I weigh nothing, Itachi pulled me with superhuman strength by the arm, bringing me right next to Sasori, our sides touching. I gasped as Sasori brought his hand up to pinch my left nipple.
I turned to face him as he smirked and came closer to kiss me. Our position could not allow a comfortable angle to kiss, but Sasori didn't seem to mind, since he moaned and licked around my mouth sloppily. Fuck that's hot.
I tried to match him, but he tensed up and stopped. Before I could even ask what was wrong, I felt a finger entering me. I looked at Itachi who was now fingering not only me, but Sasori as well. Okay, THIS is hot.
I closed my eyes, savoring the familiar stretch. I've had sex before many times, but none felt this intense. I felt Itachi lean in and suck on my right nipple as Sasori moaned next to me. My heart beat so fast, I was sure, if I was stimulated a bit more, I'd have a heart attack. Do you think someone can die because of over stimulation? I wondered to myself as I felt Itachi stop.
"Can you focus?" I opened my eyes to see his reaction, since his tone did not give anything away, and boy was that a mistake! Itachi smiled lazily and he stroked himself while the other hand was three fingers still into Sasori, opening him up. I felt the familiar pressure in my balls and prayed not to finish prematurely yet again but the moans Sasori was letting out, his face contorted in ecstasy was making everything extremely hard for me.
Itachi brought his hard up and gave a lick as he went back to pumping himself, probably to make it more slippery and moist and smirked up at me when he noticed that my eyes were glued to his every move, which was more than enough to drive me over the edge. I watched in horror as my own dick betrayed me as cum dripped onto my stomach and went soft, gently landing on the mess it made. I blushed crimson as Itachi looked at me surprised and confused and covered my face with my hands in embarrassment. Everything went very quiet, making me even more self-conscious. There I go messing things up again.
"There is nothing wrong with enjoying yourself." Itachi murmured as I felt him kiss my bend knee.
"I just don't want you guys to think I am that lame..." I started as I felt Sasori shift next to me. "I swear I have had lots of sex before; I am not some virgin to shoot my load so early." I tried to explain.
"Mine!" Sasori's growl confused me as I put down my hands to stare at him. Sasori was fixated on my belly as cum was smeared everywhere making me feel uncomfortable. We all sat there in silence as Sasori growled at my stomach. I looked at Itachi and raised my eyebrow in question as he too was speechless and stared at Sasori, giving me a shrug as an answer to show me he was as confused as I was.
"Husband, is everything okay?" Itachi asked as he reached towards him. Sasori's growl intensified as he smacked the hand away as if Itachi wanted to hurt him or take something from him.
"MINE!" He snarled as Itachi raised his hands in surrender.
"I am not going to touch him." Itachi supplied slowly and with a hushed voice; as if he was talking to a cornered animal. This seemed to please Sasori, who started lapping up my drying cum. I yelped in surprise and tried to stop him, which resulted to the growling to come back. I stopped moving completely and Sasori went back to work licking me clean and then moving lower, licking every inch of my skin, my slowly growing dick and crack. It felt wet, warm and very dirty as he moaned in pleasure and licked and slurped as if I was his personal candy flavor and trust me, cum does not and cannot taste that good. When he deemed everything was clean and nice he started growling at Itachi again. Itachi slowly backed away giving him space. Sasori almost pushed him off the bed, taking his place and pulling me down to him, making me yelp again in surprise.
I felt his cock nudging my asshole and panicked. I am not even prepared! My thoughts screamed out to Itachi as I looked at him frantically for help. I felt Sasori pushing at my entrance but before anything could happen, Itachi pulled him clean off and held him on the bed. Sasori thrashed around growling, reaching out to me as I pulled myself to a sitting position and covering myself with the forgotten black covers. I have never seen Sasori like this, like an animal that can't control itself. Is he okay?
I thought/asked Itachi and he glanced at me not able to pay me any attention, with the strain to keep Sasori under control. Sasori was thrashing around, snapping up at him and trying to bite him like a beast. "Stop fighting me!" He ordered, almost hissing, with a cold angry voice, his anger visible by his fangs making a guest appearance.
"Mine!" Sasori was not faced, he still reached out to me, eyes almost pleading as he fought hard against Itachi's hold.
Itachi huffed in annoyance and bit down hard on his neck as he entered Sasori roughly. Sasori whined, his eyes rolling back as a silent scream fell from his lips. And then nothing.
Sasori mewled and whined like a kicked puppy as Itachi remained still inside him and not stopping or letting go of his bite on Sasori's nape. I was very silent. My heart ached as Sasori started crying, probably from the pain, hand still weakly reaching out to me, trembling, like the rest of his body.
"Please stop..." I whispered as my own tears started to form and fall. I couldn't tell if I felt sad for Sasori, me, Itachi or just the situation we found ourselves in.
Itachi unlocked his jaw and grabbed a fistful of Sasori's red hair, pulling very hard to make him face him.
"Will you be good?" He asked, voice strained.
"Yes mate." Came the broken answer as Sasori continued to cry and catch his breath.
"I will let go now. Do not dare reach out to Deidara." He ordered, to which Sasori said nothing. Just like he said Itachi gradually let go and Sasori curled up into a ball, facing away from us, silently crying and hiccupping. Itachi sat at the foot of the bed, his back also turned to us as he stared at the ground, holding his head.
I sniffed and tried to stop my own tears but then noticed blood on Sasori's legs, slowly falling and creating a wet invisible stain on the black sheets. Sasori's bleeding. My thoughts supplied. This seemed to put Itachi out of his own thoughts as he turned to check on him. He got up and headed to the bathroom and Sasori went completely still, his body tensing up as he stopped making any sound. As if he was listening for Itachi's next move.
Itachi came back with a basin with water and a towel and sat back down on the bed. Itachi put the towel into the basin and wet it thoroughly and then squeezed the excess water out. He reached with the towel towards Sasori, but the moment it contacted his skin, he flinched so hard that he almost fell off the bed. Without any warning, he used the momentum to get up and ran out of the room as if his life depended on it. Itachi stood there, his hand still extended with the towel, in shock. I did not realize I was holding my breath until my lungs screamed at me and I took a shaky breath. This broke Itachi out of his trance as he dropped the towel on the wet stain on the bed and sighed.
"We knew this would be tricky, but I have absolutely no idea how things went sideways so fast..." He said as he laid down, his head inches from my knees. His hand found mine on the bed above his head as he closed his eyes.
"What the fuck was all that?" I asked as I slowly scooted down and laid next to him, his arm immediately extending to envelope me in a hug. I tucked my nose to the side of his neck, inhaling his scent and relaxing. This was all too much to decipher.
Itachi chuckled dryly. "To quote you, I have no fucking idea..." He answered as he squeezed me closer, probably trying to comfort me.