Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Brother's Can't Be Trusted ❯ It's A Piece Of Cake: Part II ( Chapter 43 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Why did Kisame have to make him feel so much more stupid; as if he just wasted all these years moping over a doomed future that hadn't yet or may never happen? Though it was probably all true, Itachi couldn't so easily forget everything that had happened to him and everything he had done. But for Kisame's sake...he could let go, if only for tonight. Itachi hesitated before he finally nodded. Kisame actually smiled weight free for the first time tonight. "Good. Now I suppose this means I have to go searching again tonight..." Kisame mumbled to himself in thought. Itachi only shook his head, making the other curious and a little confused.

"I don't want anyone else tonight. And I did promise you I won't do that anymore." Itachi replied calmly. Kisame looked dazed and out of it. He had trouble believing Itachi was actually denying this, maybe the stream from the shower had fried his brain or something. "Tonight...I only want you." He whispered sweetly, snaking his arms up and around Kisame's neck. Itachi thought it was rather cute how flushed Kisame became with his words, but he understood the other hadn't been expecting this. And to tell the truth, Itachi couldn't have seen himself doing this before now either. He had always known he cared about Kisame a lot, but he would never allow himself to believe that this feeling was love. Even now he was skeptical of his feelings. How could one who had never been truly loved, love in return?

Kisame was hesitant about accepting Itachi's desiring offer. If he were to do something, he was definite he grow to later regret it when Itachi simply forgot about this night. Itachi would never do that, he kept reassuring himself. Itachi may have been a cruel prankster, but he almost never did anything to Kisame personally. "Itachi...are you sure about this?" Kisame asked weakly. A wave of nervousness and worry had washed over him just at the peek of his self-confidence. He had mentally listed off all the pros and cons to the situation, but he didn't care that the bad was more likely to result than the good. As far as Kisame was concerned, anything with Itachi was good.

"You know I am..." Itachi answered. He had sounded so sure and full of determination, but then he always did whenever he had found himself a goal. Kisame knew that Itachi wasn't as sure as he sounded, but Itachi hadn't taken it back yet. And he could change his own mind whenever he pleased, so why not take the chance?

"Just tell me when you want to stop." Kisame ordered sternly; Itachi nodded. Not that he did believe Itachi wasn't use to all this by now. He was sure Itachi had long ago conquered the feeling of pain so he wasn't worried about hurting the other male. Inwardly, Kisame was desperately hoping Itachi wouldn't want him to stop. He didn't think he would be able to take anymore of these false aspiring moments.

With abnormal caution, Kisame lowered his form onto Itachi's fully. The extra weight pressing down on his chest, didn't seem to bother Itachi in the least bit. Timid teal fingertips lightly grazed over Itachi's ivory skin, bringing forth a small amount of goose bumps where ever they touched. Kisame almost wanted to laugh over how delicate Itachi seemed. Apparently Itachi noticed Kisame's humorous smile and gave a childish pout. "I swear, you act just like a kid Itachi..." Kisame chuckled softly as he raised his hand to cup the gentle skin of Itachi's cheek.

Though Kisame had taken up a habit of allaying any of Itachi’s fear, it was him that had the real fear. He didn’t want to say or do anything that was even remotely the way Fugaku had done so, but he couldn’t just do anything at all. Taking in a deep breath, Kisame willed himself to just forget about his own worries as well. They both could start anew if that was what it would take to survive. With a timid sweep of his hand, Kisame brushed his nimble fingers into the roots of Itachi’s hair. Itachi managed to smile elegantly as he brought Kisame down to kiss him. Kisame was just a little surprised to have Itachi conduct the kiss first when he had been making all the moves up till now.

Kisame pressed feverishly into the other male and intended to make the best of this moment. The kiss had been a little sloppy from nervousness, but it wasn’t at all bad. The bluish male extended his tongue into the hot, moist crevasses of Itachi’s mouth. He grazed over every tooth and gum that he could, permanently sketching a picture. Kisame had chiseled into his mind how graciously delicious Itachi was. He was sweet because of the fragments of cake that had made its way into his mouth during the fight, but there was the slight hint of mint; a refreshing taste to the male’s mouth.

Itachi enticed Kisame into battle with his own tongue, constantly prodding it playfully. It was rather nice to be able to be with someone like this, some one you would be able to see again. His hands loosened around the other’s neck and slowly trailed down to Kisame’s shoulders. An unexpected tremble overtook the Uchiha the moment Kisame broke apart for air. He barely had the time to look over Kisame with his lustily hazed vision before he felt the other’s lips at his neck. Itachi stiffened as Kisame attacked his throat with hungry kisses he had never thought possible from the normally mild mannered male.

His unusually sharp teeth grazed against the taunt flesh of Itachi’s neck as he made his way down to the other’s collar bone. He was more than grateful they had undressed earlier; otherwise he would be interrupted by clothing. And that would have been very uncomfortable considering that Kisame was sprouting a major boner underneath his towel. Itachi obviously felt it because reframed from ever moving his lower half where it would brush up against it. Kisame ignored the moment of fear Itachi had seemed to have and lightly nipped at the pale skin before him. His hands left Itachi’s head to start their voyage around the Uchiha.

Amazing, simply amazing, was all Kisame could think of to describe the entire aspect of Itachi’s body. Such flawless muscle rippled beneath Itachi’s skin and shapely curves that were not too abnormal for a male. Kisame couldn’t keep himself from smirking when Itachi suddenly gasped weakly to having his hands glide over the other’s nipples. Beautiful pink buds that tingled beneath his touch, were unsaved from Kisame’s ravishing. He first squeezed the soft nipples between his fingers as he continued to kiss Itachi’s skin. Almost instantly he could feel them start to harden and proceeded to teasing them.

Curious of how Itachi was handling it, Kisame tore his eyes away to stare at the closed lids of his soon to be lover. A tiny flush of red covered his cheeks, only supporting Kisame’s belief of Itachi’s bashfulness when it came to a thorough and gentle lover. He lowered his mouth down to one of the erect nipples and playfully flicked his tongue over it. A startling shiver came over Itachi and Kisame was almost ready to laugh; Itachi was just so damn sexy in everything he did. With that thought, Kisame wrapped his lips around the small nub and sucked it into full hardness. His reward was a muffled moan from Itachi. So he switched over to the next; determined to have Itachi scream for him by the end.

“Kisame…” Itachi gapped softly, his fingers gripping more tightly into the man’s shoulders when Kisame left his chest. He couldn’t very well see what Kisame was doing with his eyes closed, so it startled him when he felt a moist tongue lick his inner thigh and he gasped. Kisame had succeeded in making him feel weird all over, but it wasn’t a bad weird. “Y-you don’t have to do that…” Itachi informed weakly when a hungry tongue ran over the tip of his growing arousal. It was already strange enough for Itachi to know Kisame wanted used goods, but to actually want to pleasure him; that was a mystery to him.

Kisame simply ignored Itachi’s words and took a long lap at the underside of Itachi’s cock. Such an adorable whimper greeted him as he started to take the sturdy erection into his mouth. Itachi screamed out mildly to having his arousal surrounded in the wet and warm mouth; his gripped tightened once more. He grunted when Kisame started pump up and down on his dick. And that tongue; that stupid but oh so talented tongue kept swerving around his shaft and tip, curling at his slit. Itachi could all but keep himself from bucking upward into Kisame’s mouth. But Kisame didn’t seem to be bothered by being fucked in the mouth; he was mouth occupied with making a meal of Itachi’s pre-cum.

“Kisame!” Itachi wailed hysterically as the other increased his pace and the force of his sucking while his hand started to caress and toy with Itachi’s sac. It felt so good…too good to keep a person sane. Itachi was practically going mad with a need to release. “More…” Itachi begged; he just needed to come now. But much to Itachi’s disappointment, Kisame drew back; his mouth leaving the needy erection. Itachi growled because of this. He never did take well to neglect.

“Not yet Itachi…” Kisame breathed shortly. He had always dreamed of their first time and he had always preferred to have Itachi come with him. He leaned back up and grabbed Itachi by the waist. Without much warning, he turned the Uchiha over so that he was lying on his stomach. Itachi didn’t take too much liking to this position since he had an erection yet to be taken care of. Kisame hovered over Itachi from the behind and quickly placed three of his fingers in his mouth. He soaked the thoroughly before proceeding to prepare Itachi.

“What…are you doing?” Itachi asked; his voice timid and scared as he felt a digit push into his opening. His eyes tightened at the uncomfortable position. Kisame was caught off guard by Itachi’s question. He couldn’t be serious could he? Then again, Itachi always did like it rough and he had never been with anyone that actually cared, so Kisame wouldn’t be all that stunned to here none of his previous partners prepared him before entering. It was a rather sad though; no one cared enough to consider Itachi’s pleasure or comfort.

“It won’t hurt as much if I do this…” Kisame explained in a painful voice. He slipped in a second finger and watched Itachi cringe with more discomfort. He scissor his fingers within Itachi’s channel and made the other stiffen more. When the third finger made its way into Itachi’s opening, Kisame heard a frail yelp. “Fugaku never did this before?” Kisame regretfully asked. How could that bastard simply tell his son they were making love but never did anything for Itachi that showed him love?

Itachi winced but still tried to think of an answer. He would have liked to keep Kisame’s promise and no mention the bastard at all, but Kisame did asked. “I think…” Itachi answered with a small hiss. “It wasn’t the same thing…it hurt more.” Itachi whispered. He was relieved when Kisame finally stopped moving his fingers within him and took them back out. “He had all sorts of things in his studio.” Itachi finished, “He called it ‘Daddy’s Playhouse’. I hated it there. He told me I was still too small to accommodate him, so I had to be stretched first. I’d preferred plastic to him any day…”

Kisame really felt bad for having brought the topic up. “You ready?” Kisame asked, hoping he could simply forget having ever opened his big mouth. His heart fluttered when he saw Itachi smile and nod. Curse his soul, he was screwing things up again, he just knew it. With a frustrated sigh, Kisame lifted Itachi’s hips so that he was bent over like a cat in heat. He leaned forward, pressing his abdomen against Itachi. “Itachi…” The Uchiha was silent as he waited for Kisame to speak. “You know I would never hurt you on purpose, right?” Itachi nodded. “….I love you too much for that…” Kisame whispered softly as he held his erection to the other’s entrance. And with one brief jerk of the hips he shoved himself slowly into Itachi’s body.

Kisame wanted to die for the timely seconds he heard Itachi’s screaming; pained and yet frail. Itachi squeezing the blankets beneath him as Kisame pushed through his tight ring of muscles. He couldn’t believe he was doing this again. He had sworn to himself that he would never let anyone hurt him like this again, that he wouldn’t be anyone’s fuck toy. And he had kept that promise to himself for such a long time and it was still intact. He knew Kisame wasn’t simply using him for quick relief, the male actually loved him.

Arched over Itachi’s writhing form, Kisame was just dying to slam into this tight body repeatedly. But he was patient and waited for Itachi to signal his adjustment. Thankfully, it didn’t take to long before Itachi was nudging back into him. Kisame took another strain breath and pulled himself almost completely out. He then sheathed himself completely; Itachi grunted with the pain of penetration. Kisame started a gentle rhythm as he thrust slow and full. Itachi rocked forward with each impact and only a few whimpers and groans escaped his lips. “Kis…ame…” Itachi grunted, “You…can move…faster.” Itachi suggested; never being one to draw things out for too long.

He nodded and moved more swiftly into the tight passageway. He hugged Itachi’s hips tightly as he forced himself deeper into Itachi’s body. Just like he imagined, it was absolute bliss being completely submerged within Itachi’s body. The clinching heat of Itachi’s opening was so intoxicating; Kisame couldn’t blame those other guys coming back for a second helping. Itachi’s moans and shouts became louder as he slammed into him harder and quicker. The bed rocked also with the force of Kisame’s impact. But he was to drawn into it to care that he might be disturbing the others if they were done cleaning.

“Kisame!” Itachi screamed, so far the loudest tonight. Automatically, Kisame knew he had struck something with his lover. With a confident smile, he thrust harder in the same direction. Success! Itachi was brought screaming again and his entire body shook with the overwhelming sensation of pleasure. “Harder!” The smaller male begged, moving back onto Kisame’s cock as if trying to give himself more of the pleasure. Kisame complied eagerly. He reached down and grabbed Itachi by the chest, lifting his body up some and closer to him as he started to thrust harder into his body.

He pressed his lips tenderly to the juncture of Itachi’s neck as he started to pump his lover in the front. His hand moved skillfully over Itachi’s erection stroking it quicker as he was nearing his own release. And with one final, swift and hard thrust, Kisame yelled out Itachi’s name in ecstasy. Itachi was sounding his own pleasure as he came quickly into Kisame’s hands. He whimpered as he felt Kisame’s hot seed flow into him fast and effortlessly. This feeling was much more different than all the other times. He felt complete somehow, as if he would never need anything or anyone else ever again.

They both collapsed back onto the bed, racked with sweat and the raw aftermath of sex. Kisame gathered enough strength to pull out of Itachi and rolled over beside him. For the moment he didn’t mind that their cum stained the sheets of the bed, but he was sure Sasuke was going to blow his top since this place was rented. After staring blankly at the ceiling in an intense pant, Kisame turned his head and faced Itachi. A peaceful smile graced his lips as he watched the majestic male beside him unsuccessfully try to keep his eyes open. Itachi was simply celestial in how he glowed in moister as well as love.

Kisame rolled onto his side ad quickly wrapped his arms around Itachi, pulling the male close into his chest. Still breathing heavily, Itachi laid his head against Kisame’s falling and rising chest. He gave his own sincere smile as he stared up at Kisame. A small chuckle escaped him, which immediately drew Kisame’s undivided attention. “I’ve never seen you so happy before Kisame…” Itachi teased, wrapping his arms around the other’s waist.

“Don’t I have reason to be?” Kisame asked in an equally playful voice. “I got to be with the man I love at least once in my life.” He mumbled off. As much as Kisame hated to admit it, he knew this couldn’t last very long. As soon as they got back home, things would either be the same or turn out worse. And he had Fugaku to thank for that. If the man probably hadn’t been let out, then maybe he could have convinced Itachi to forget for good.

“Why only once Kisame?” Itachi asked with a childish confusion. “You plan on leaving me?” He nuzzled into Kisame’s chest and sighed. “I would hate to have found love only to lose it again.” He murmured, yet not quiet enough to go unheard. Kisame’s eyes widened and he looked down at Itachi with surprise. Was Itachi saying what he thought he was saying? “I love you Kisame…” Itachi assured softly. “I always thought this feeling was only friendship…but I don’t want it to be. You’re the only person I could ever trust; my only friend, and my only love. I don’t need anyone else as long as I have you.”

Kisame was too astounded too chorus his relief and happiness. He finally tightened the jaw he hadn’t realized he let drop, and grinned proudly. “Well it’s about time you realize that you big dolt.” Kisame teased. “I was beginning to think you hanging around Naruto were going to kill a few of your brain cells. But I guess it left all the right ones.”

Itachi grumbled childishly. “You could at least say ‘I love you too’ or ‘I’m so glad you love me back Itachi’, not some insult.” He whined.

“But I do love you, and I’m happy you love me back.” Kisame answered with a light chuckle. “I just knew you already knew all that stuff. So why not go with the unexpected?”

Itachi pouted. “Fine. But you’ll get you turn soon enough.”

“Whatever; just get some sleep. We have to leave in the morning.” Kisame suggested with a yawn. Itachi nodded and relaxed back into bed. Cuddling close to his lover, he waited for sleep to take them.

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“Kami. It was about time they shut up.” Sasuke growled viciously, angrily trying to wash away the cake stains off of the table.

Naruto giggled as he threw away the last bit of cake off the porch floor. “I didn’t think Itachi was so loud that we could hear them out here, but I’m happy for them.” Naruto replied, walking back over to Sasuke. “And at least you have me all to yourself.”

Sasuke smirked, dropping the dirty rag and pulling Naruto into a tight embrace. “You’re right. I’m glad he will finally stop chasing after what is mine. Not to mention I will actually get some sleep at home now.” Sasuke amusingly snickered at how much cake Naruto had managed to get hit with. Of course he was also covered with cake, but his little blond looked much more adorable in food. Not to mention delicious. Sasuke couldn’t resist leaning in and swiping up some of the cake from the cover of Naruto’s mouth with his tongue. He inwardly smirked at the blush somewhat visible under all the icing on Naruto’s cheeks. “You know what dobe; I think I like the idea of you covered in food.” He was definitely going out to buy chocolate syrup, whip cream, and a whole bunch of ice cream toppings tomorrow when everyone else was gone.

“Sasuke…” Naruto whined. “Why do I have to be the dirty one?”

“Because I said so. Who knows, maybe I’ll give you a ramen bath.” Sasuke mentioned, rolling his eyes to the air innocently. Instantly, Naruto’s eyes were the size of saucers and filled to the brim with an exciting blue glow. Naruto was just too easy to please.

“Will you two stop planning out your foreplay long enough to finish up cleaning?” Haku growled. It was kind of sickening to watch Naruto fawn over Sasuke and his seductive tricks. Poor blond had no idea what he was getting himself into.

“Forget it Haku, let them dream.” Zabuza said dryly. “We’re done with our part.” He replied to the couple before grabbing Haku’s hand. “We’ve got to get cleaned up now.” He informed with an evil smirk. Haku himself lit up like the night of Fourth of July. He willing let himself be dragged along by a horny Zabuza. Haku told himself he would have to thank Kisame later. Because those two were so loud, Zabuza had grown a little anxious for some entertainment of his own.

“See you guys later.” Sasuke called out as he watched the two head off to their room. He turned back to Naruto with a wide grin. “Well it looks like after ten tomorrow morning, we will have the whole house to ourselves. Then the party can really get started.”

To Be Continued…

A/N: Yay! My first official lemon for this fic is complete! But I am a little sad it wasn’t a SasuNaru one, but I will get to them soon enough. And I’m hoping to fit a ZabuzaxHaku lemon in here as well. I’m so glad this fic is turning out so well! I can’t wait to start other SasuNaru fics too. I have a lot of ideas for them, just can’t find the time to type it. But I have them written on paper. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the KisamexItachi loving and will review! Thanks for all the support and inspiration you have given me so far! I wouldn’t have made it this far without you guys!

Next Chapter: The house is empty and Sasuke had four days to kindle the spark in his and Naruto’s relationship. He has an idea for romance, but will it be a success? Sasuke is known for ruining a good thing, so maybe he will be able to keep himself in check this time.