Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Tenderness Squel to Forbidden. ❯ Caving In ( Chapter 1 )

Forbidden Tenderness
Chapter 1
Caving In





Itachi slammed into his front door, his heart racing frantically as he called himself every foul name in the book. What the hell had just come over him? He had actually fucked the shit out of his baby brother and enjoyed every second of it. In fact, he had loved every minute of it so much that he couldn't stop replaying it in his mind. All he saw was Sasuke's gorgeous naked body lying in the shallow water with that god damn come hither look on his face.

He growled loudly as he went straight for his room. His cock jumping to attention at the thoughts of Sasuke's hot body withering in pleasure under his own sweat covered one. He was going to kill Sasuke for this. The boy needed to be taught a really good lesson in respect. How dare the boy do this to him? Itachi had enough shit to deal with. He didn't need this to add to the list. He stripped his clothes off on the way to his bathroom to get in the shower. A vague thought crossed his mind and he wondered when Sasuke was going to be home, if he was going to come home.

Sasuke had managed to get his clothes back on trying to gather his thoughts as well as his senses.  He had just experienced the most mind-blowing fuck of his life with the only person he had ever craved like he craved air to breathe, and then Itachi had bolted.  Sasuke smirked at his brother's actions.  He may actually think he can run from me, but his attempts will be futile in the end, Sasuke thought rather smugly to himself. 

His hands trembled lightly as he finished fastening his shorts.  He took a deep breath, reminding himself to calm down, but his body seemed to have a mind of its own.  He ached all over from Itachi's roughness, and he desired more... so much more of the man who shared his blood.  The same man who had just filled his ass with his hard cock and then spilled his warm wet cum so deep into him it was still streaming gently down his thighs.  He shook his head trying to force himself out of his reverie, then turned around and headed out of the forest, finding the path back to the village.

Itachi let the steamy hot water cascade down his body as he forced it to relax. His muscles did so, but his cock refused to listen. He slammed a fist against the wall as he cursed Sasuke's existence. What was wrong with the boy? Better yet, what the fuck was wrong with him? He had tried so hard not to react to Sasuke's advances only to cave in because Sasuke had held his own in their battle. Sasuke had giving him quite the work out and he actually had to work to defeat his brother. Itachi had never been so pissed and so fucking horny in his whole life as he had been standing next to the river bank stunned because Sasuke had actually landed a firm hit against him.

He turned to face the stream of water letting it scald his face. He tried with all his self control to refrain from touching the raging hard on between his legs. He wouldn't lay a finger on his flesh, because of who induced his body to respond this way. If he let his guard down for one second he would be dragging his brother down to the ground and fucking him clear into next week. He refused to do that. He had a reputation to uphold in the Uchiha clan and he couldn't taint that with fucking his only brother, his baby brother, again. No matter how sexy and delicious Sasuke was. No matter how his body hardened and ached to be buried deep inside that hot tight ass. He wouldn't ever again go there with Sasuke.

When Sasuke entered the apartment, he could sense his brother's presence already there.  The air felt heavy with tension… tension of the sexual sort.  Itachi was livid with him, no doubt.  But Sasuke had finally gotten a taste of what he had always dreamed of, and his body was crying out for more. 

He could hear the shower running in the bathroom, and smirked to himself, imagining his gorgeous brother in the shower, naked with the water running in rivers over his lithe supple skin.  He remembered the way Itachi's cock felt thrusting deep and hard into him; remembered the feeling of the man's balls slapping against him and his member began to stiffen, pressing against the front of his pants. 

Itachi would most likely strangle him, but at this point, he was willing to give the unthinkable a chance.  He headed straight for the bathroom door, shedding his still damp clothes along the hallway on his way. Standing stark naked in front of the bathroom door with an impossibly hard erection, he turned the doorknob.  Waves of heat washed over him as he realized that it was unlocked.

Itachi was in the middle of washing his hair, the soapy water running down his chest to tease at his already hard nipples. He shivered and bit back a moan as he continued to wash the soap out of his long black locks. A familiar presence tickled at the nape of his neck making the small hairs rise. He knew instantly that his otouto was home. His cock hardened even further, if that was possible, and his breathing picked up slightly in speed. He degraded himself for responding his way to Sasuke's presence. He would not give into this insane lust that he was starting to form for his baby brother.

On the other side of the door, Sasuke licked his lips, trying to gather more courage.  His heart was slamming against his chest, just knowing that the man who had given him pleasure beyond his wildest dreams was standing there… merely feet from him behind the thin barrier of the door.  

Itachi wiped away the water from his face, letting his eyes open as he stared at the shower curtain. Sasuke wouldn't dare come in here, would he? Itachi tried to think back, wondering if he locked the door. He cursed aloud as he realized that he hadn't. His eyes bled into the Sharingan and he glared hard at the shower curtain, knowing his brother was entering the room.

"Don't you dare!" Itachi hissed out through clenched teeth.

Sasuke knew Itachi had caught sight of him with the Sharingan the moment it happened.  It was impossible to sneak up on the man without concealing his chakra; he should have known better.  The anger in Itachi's hissed command caused his heart to skip a beat.  He let his head fall against the door. 

“Itachi… please,” he murmured, the desperation evident in his voice. 

His body's relentless ache to have his nii-san again, overrode his common sense that told him Itachi would murder him if he disobeyed the command.  He wanted Itachi so bad right now he could literally taste it.  He couldn't hold back any longer, so he pushed the door open just a crack seeing the steamy mist begin to creep out of the bathroom and into the cool air of the hallway.

Itachi's own eyes slid closed at the soft spoken words. His resolve started to waver slightly as his brother's voice echoed through out his ears. He opened his eyes once more and turned off the shower. He stepped out, grabbing a towel from off the rack. He wrapped it tightly around his waist not bothering to dry off and moved toward the door. He needed to put a stop to this. It couldn't progress any further or he was going to be in a world of trouble. He opened the door and stared down at his naked brother. He hadn't quite expected to be greeted by this sexy image. His eyes moved down the lean body to rest on Sasuke's hard cock.

"Shit." He cursed, grabbing Sasuke's arm hard and pulling the boy into the bathroom.

He moved out of the room, shutting the door leaving Sasuke alone in it as he headed straight for the kitchen. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was having a hard time trying to breathe through the tightness in it. Damn Sasuke. That's all he could repeat over again in his mind.

Sasuke wasn't going to give up this easy.  What the fuck was Itachi thinking closing him up in the bathroom, like they were little kids or something?  This was about adult matters, and Itachi needed to stop acting like a classic spoiled Uchiha and own up to the fact that he had just fucked the hell out of his baby brother… 

He followed Itachi into the kitchen. He moved quickly but quietly stopping in the doorway, eyeing his brother standing there in only a towel. His eyes fell on Itachi's body and then meandered up the smooth pale flesh of his chest, black depthless eyes meeting the matched set that belonged to his only brother. Sasuke let his hands slide down his chest, teasing at his nipples, on their way to the hard heated flesh of his aching erection. 

“Come on, aniki… You can't tell me you don't want another taste… another taste of me…  of this,” stroking at his cock, he ran his tongue seductively along his upper lip, then parting them, showing Itachi his eagerness to do wickedly delicious things with his mouth to his nii-san's body.  

Itachi turned away from the sight of his dirty baby brother. He started to pace the kitchen refusing to look over at the boy. His resolve was already slipping and his erection was starting to convince him that it would be a lot better for the both of them if he just gave into the forbidden and dragged his brother down to the tiled floor, shoving into the tight ass, taking the boy hard and fast. It was achingly apparent that this is exactly what Sasuke wanted him to do. He shook his head trying to dispel the delicious image from his thoughts.

"Do you have any respect for yourself?" Itachi almost yelled but forced himself to stay calm on the outside even if he wasn't on the inside.
 
“Heh…” Sasuke smirked at his brother. He could only see the tiniest hint of the man's resolve waning. “Respect?”  He half laughed at Itachi's retort.  “I'd say that all self-respect was pretty much thrown out the window earlier when you pounded me like I was the sweetest piece of ass you've ever had.” 

Itachi's red Sharingan eyes started to spin lazily as he swung around to glare at his baby brother. He made his way forward with clear intent to strangle the little shit. He couldn't even begin to comprehend where his brother had gotten all this self confidence to come on to him so strongly.

"I had a momentary lapse in judgment. Believe me when I say that I would never fuck a spoiled little bitch like you." Itachi growled as he stopped inches in front of his otouto.

His hands balled into tight fists as he refrained from touching his brother. Two things would happen, either he would end up fucking the shit out of Sasuke to put him in his place, or he would kill the boy for being over confident. Either way, Itachi didn't want to chance the two outcomes. He wasn't out to hurt Sasuke no matter what his rage was telling him.

 “Aniki…” Sasuke whispered, easing closer to his brother.  “I didn't mean any disrespect.”  He leaned to touch his brother's cheeks, running his fingertips across Itachi's clenched jaws. 

Itachi's words had hit him to the core.  Sasuke closed his eyes and bowed his head before his older brother. He loved Itachi and respected him above all things… even if he did want to fuck him more than he wanted to remain alive. He could sense where the boundaries were drawn. Chances were pretty good if he continued forward with this at this point, he may very likely find his broken body splattered all over the kitchen floor. 

"Forgive me... onii-chan," he whispered, the tears had begun to well up in his eyes and he blinked them back. He turned to leave the kitchen.

Itachi felt his anger ease at his brother's submission. He gritted his teeth as the boy started to turn away from him. Itachi knew he was going to regret this in the morning or very well in the next minute, but he reached out and wrapped a strong hand around Sasuke's wrist. He pulled his otouto back toward him as his other hand threaded through the short strands of black hair. Yanking his head back, he forced Sasuke to look back up at him. He noticed the tears gathering in the corner of the younger's eyes and he couldn't stop his own from fading back to the almost black color.

"I fucking hate you." Itachi hissed against Sasuke's lips before taking them in a hard demanding kiss.

             Sasuke's body responded like lightning to his brother's brutal kiss. Even though Itachi was hurting him, he felt equally as, if not more aroused than ever. He pressed his naked body against his brother's feeling his nii-san's cock through the towel, hard as heated steel. He arched against him, pressing their lengths together through the thin barrier of the white cotton cloth of the towel. The moan that escaped his lips sounded as dirty to his own ears as a wanton whore, but his body was completely out of control. He needed to feel Itachi inside him again and again, and he was willing to do anything to get just that. 

"Do you really hate me?" Sasuke whispered when Itachi broke the kiss for a breath of air.

"Yes." He hissed as he latched onto the supple flesh on the boy's neck, biting almost violently to back up his comment. He leaned his body down so that he could wrap each hand around the back of Sasuke's thighs, forcing the boy to raise them and secure them around his waist. He lapped at the bite mark as he made his way straight for his bedroom. He intended on throwing Sasuke down on his bed so he could fuck the shit out of that tight little ass. "And I'm going to show you just how much." He growled then proceeded to leave a harsh bluish purple mark on his otouto's collarbone.

He couldn't think anymore. His brain had shut down and his cock had taken over. He couldn't help it though. Sasuke just felt so amazing. He knew right where to grind against him to drive him insane with lust. At this moment Itachi could truthfully say he hated Sasuke. He hated the way the boy made him feel. He hated the way Sasuke got his body to respond, but that still didn't mean he was any less hard up for wanting to fuck that tight ass that was now in the palm of his hands.

Sasuke felt certain that he was in for it. He had somehow managed to push just the right buttons with Itachi to make him crazy with desire-- not to mention pissed off as hell. Sasuke was no idiot.  He could add two and two together. He figured that the acute emotions that Itachi was feeling right now were because he wanted to fuck Sasuke as bad as Sasuke wanted him to, and Itachi was violently angry about having to stomach the truth. There was no denying that the two of them together made for the hottest chemistry ever conceived, but that didn't lessen the impact of Itachi's intensely fierce and volatile nature. 

Sasuke clung to his brother, crying out at the pain from Itachi's cruel bite. He would take it. He would take the pain with the pleasure. In his mind it was worth everything to be with his aniki. 

Itachi threw his brother onto the bed and watched the boy bounce twice before settling in the middle of the mattress. Itachi hesitated suddenly as Sasuke's lust filled eyes stared at him expectantly. What the hell was he doing?  Here was his BABY BROTHER, lying naked in front of him and he sported a raging hard on for the boy. What kind of sick fuck had he turned into? Not mention the fact that Sasuke's body was also painfully aroused and practically begging for his touch. He tried to rewind to figure out just what the hell had went wrong between the two of them to bring them to this point. Itachi was dying to fuck Sasuke again and that scared the shit out of him.

"We are not doing this." He stated flatly and turned to leave again.

Sasuke wanted to burst out in tears of frustration.  Itachi was about to leave again.  Did he really NOT want this enough to walk away from Sasuke again? 

"Itachi!  You can't just leave me like this!" he shrieked.  "Please don't walk away from me.  I need you... I need you so badly..." his hand snaked down to touch his own throbbing cock. 

"Please, aniki.  Just give me release..."

Itachi turned back to face his brother and he sucked in a harsh breath as he watched Sasuke stroke at himself. The image sent his cock pulsating in pain. He fully faced Sasuke and crawled up the bed so he was directly over his brother on his hands and knees. He leaned down so they were practically sharing the same breath.

"Tears, otouto? How pathetic are you? Begging your older brother for release." Itachi purred out.

"Nnnh..." Sasuke groaned at the close proximity of his aniki's warm body against him.  He could smell that sweet familiar scent that only Itachi possessed.  He pushed his body up, wrapping his legs around Itachi's waist again, his hands sliding greedily up to grip at the fleshy mounds of his aniki's muscular ass.  "Please fuck me, aniki...  I'll do anything for you,"

His words came out sounding far more desperate than he would have liked for them to, but at the moment, he felt very nearly as if he might cum without Itachi even touching him.  He felt as if he could cum just from the closeness of his older, stronger brother. 

Itachi breathed out a moan as his body lit with pleasure. He forced it down though as he reached for Sasuke's hands. He removed them from his ass and bracketed them with his left hand above the boy's head. He leaned down so that he could nip harshly at his brother's earlobe. He used his right hand to remove one of the legs from around his waist.

"Get yourself off otouto." Itachi spat and tore himself from Sasuke's desperate embrace and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him with closure.

And then they came.  Sasuke couldn't stop the tears from flowing from his eyes. They came without his permission.  They came heavily and bitterly. What in the world had he gotten himself into? Did Itachi really hate him, as he claimed?

The one man that he truly loved and cherished more than anyone in the entire world... could it be possible that Itachi actually hated him? He looked down at his now flaccid cock. Itachi had told him to get his own self off.  Sasuke laughed darkly through his tears.  The man really was crueler than Sasuke had given him credit for.

His heart ached inside his chest as he lay there alone and weeping on his brother's bed. He lay there for a few moments longer before making up his mind that he couldn't stay there any longer. Not with everything that had happened between them now. 

Itachi could hear the sobs coming from his bedroom and he almost turned around to go back in there just to comfort his baby brother. He was angry and frustrated, but he didn't want to hurt Sasuke. He just was so confused on what was happening between them that he couldn't bring himself to get close to Sasuke. He was afraid that if he got too close he would be making a bigger mess of the situation that they were already in.

Itachi let out a heavy sigh as he made his way over to his chair and sank down into it. He needed to figure something out. It couldn't stay like this between them forever. The sexual tension was almost unbearable and Itachi was afraid that if he was with his brother for one more moment he would cave into his desire. He was starting to ponder if that really would be such a bad idea.

He let his eyes close as he pushed back the headache that was starting to form. That's okay, he could do this. Sasuke was going home tomorrow and that would give Itachi plenty of time to figure things out before he was forced to see the boy again. He couldn't understand why that hurt though. It was almost like he couldn't let Sasuke leave his side in fear that the boy would come to his senses and not want him anymore.

Itachi's eyes snapped open in surprise as he stared at his bedroom door. Did he really want this between him and Sasuke? Did he really want to get in a relationship with Sasuke and sleep with the boy? He groaned. He was in deeper then he first thought.

Sasuke got up and moved toward the door. He hoped that at this moment Itachi had left, but the fact that he was in his towel meant that he couldn't very well leave the apartment. With any luck, the man had stepped out onto the veranda for some air.

He cracked the door open just an inch, trying to be very quiet. He could see Itachi in the chair in the living room. His eyes were closed. Perhaps he was asleep from exhaustion.  They had experienced quite a day in fact. Sasuke decided that he would take a quick shower and attempt to wash the pain of the days events off him, and then he would go for a walk. He would leave Itachi alone. That was what the man wanted after all. 

Itachi sat there for a long moment as he slowly took deep even breaths. His body had long cooled and his erection was gone. He let his eyes crack open and he glanced at the clock. It read 6:45 pm. He decided that he needed to feed them both. They hadn't eaten since breakfast and he knew they would both feel a lot better if they had a full stomach.

He heard the shower come on in the silent house. He decided if he was going to get dressed, now would be the perfect time. Running around in a towel in front of his horny little brother was not how he wanted to spend his evening.

He made his way to his room and quietly pushed the door open. He went to his closet pulling out a black form fitting shirt and grabbed his torn jeans. He pulled them on quickly and left the room to cook some dinner.

Sasuke soaped himself up, washing his hair and rinsing it quickly. He felt utterly disillusioned. He had been so confident that he could seduce Itachi... Itachi had enjoyed having sex with him hadn't he? Now he was beginning to doubt that it was true. Could it be possible that Itachi honestly hated him? If that was the case, he didn't know what he would do now. If he had alienated the only person he had ever truly loved, he didn't see how he could possibly go on. 

He shut the shower off and dried himself.  He slipped out of the bathroom and into the spare bedroom to dress, pulling on his shorts and black t-shirt. His hair was still wet and he didn't feel like fucking with it at the moment. He decided towel-drying it would have to be good enough for the time being. He had to get out of here. The atmosphere was stifling now that Itachi was so thoroughly infuriated with him. 

Itachi flipped the switch on the rice cooker on to cook as he walked past it. He had pulled the veggies out of the fridge earlier and all he needed to do was cut them then he could start the stir fry. He caught movement out of the corner of his eye and knew Sasuke was out of the shower. He made his way into the living room and took a seat in the chair once more waiting for Sasuke to emerge. If they were going to have to stay together tonight, Itachi decided that they were going to need to at least be civil to each other.

He waited for Sasuke to come out so that he could be the mature one and break the tension. If he knew Sasuke, which he did really well, he knew the boy was going to try to escape from the situation. As far as Itachi was concerned he wasn't going to allow Sasuke to be a coward. The boy was an Uchiha and he was going to live up to that respected last name.

Sasuke came out of the bedroom, with the towel he was using to dry at his hair around his neck. He sat down on the couch across from Itachi, refusing to even look in his direction as he pulled on his socks preparing to leave the apartment. Fuck that smug bastard, Sasuke thought now that he could feel the arrogance radiating from his brother.  Why did Itachi have to be such an asshole?

He finished tying his first shoe, and looked up to lock eyes with his brother.  Itachi was watching him with an intense death glare. Sasuke looked at him momentarily and then looked back down without speaking, pulling his other shoe on. 

"I want you to help me cut the vegetables." Itachi stated flatly.

He held himself in check as he had been watching his brother. He wasn't happy that Sasuke had to blow this whole situation into a nuclear bomb. He was not in the mood for his otouto to throw a tantrum and he didn't know how he would react if the little shit actually tried to leave. He had a feeling this situation was going to get a lot more violent that he wished to involve himself in.

"I'm leaving, aniki. I can't stay here." Sasuke argued quietly. "I'm sorry."

Itachi actually rolled his eyes at that. "You're being ridiculous." Itachi responded.

"I can't help it aniki... look at the mess I've made of things... here. For you.  I never meant to cause you so much trouble," Sasuke was speaking from his heart.

 It didn't change the fact that he still wanted his brother to carry him into the bedroom and do him until the sun came up, but at the same time, he was torn, not wanting to cause trouble for the person he loved the most. 

"You're thinking too much." Itachi muttered as he looked away from the boy. "Now come help me with dinner." Itachi ordered as he rose to his feet. He didn't want to get into this with Sasuke. His head still hurt and he was exhausted. Not to mention his stomach was screaming at him. He glanced over his shoulder slightly to look at the boy. "You are going to help aren't you?" He asked, warning dripping from his voice.

Of course he was going to help with dinner. The only thing he wanted was to be near his aniki. And helping him cook dinner would most definitely accomplish that task. Sasuke took a deep breath trying to force his frazzled nerves to relax.

"Yes, of course I'll help you,“ he responded quietly as he rose to his feet and followed his brother into the kitchen, unable to keep from noticing the way the denim of Itachi's jeans clung so deliciously to his ass.

At that moment, Sasuke decided that he was incurable. His insatiable desire for his nii-san would win him over eventually. He would try to submit to Itachi's rules and do things the way that Itachi wanted them done... then maybe, just maybe, he could somehow slip his way into Itachi's heart... and his jeans. 

Itachi could feel his baby brother's eyes on him but he forced himself to ignore it. He was impressed that Sasuke hadn't thrown one of his classic tantrums. He had to give the boy credit. He was maturing fast. Itachi grabbed the onions and held them out to his otouto.

"Cut one of those up and when you're done with those you can work on the bell peppers," Itachi informed.

"Mm…kay," Sasuke agreed.  "Where do you keep your knives?" 

"In the block by the microwave..." Itachi responded, glancing at the boy.

Sasuke wasn't throwing a fit, but he was most definitely pouting. Itachi had to admit the boy looked cute. As soon as he realized what he thought, he turned away and closed his eyes. His temples pounded and he knew that he had it bad for his little brother. He reached for the can opener and started to open the baby corn.

"How's school going?" Itachi asked nonchalantly.

Sasuke bit his tongue, wanting to spit out a sharp remark at Itachi for asking such a lame question, but he held back. "It's going okay, I guess. If I can just get through this year, I'll be thankful. There's a teacher who's been coming on strong to me, and it makes me really uncomfortable.  Not that you care about all that..." Sasuke's voice trailed off as he pulled the gleaming blade from the block. There was no doubt Itachi had sharpened it to a razor's edge. 

Itachi's body stiffened at the comment. His anger festered in his lower stomach making his eyes spiral to the Sharingan. Had he just heard Sasuke correctly? He was pretty sure he had and the thought of some old man making passes at his baby brother bugged him… a lot. Sasuke was his and his alone. No one was allowed to touch the boy except for him.

"Who's this teacher you speak of?" Itachi's voice was laced with his rage and he had to wince slightly at letting his emotions show through.

"You probably know him. His name is Kakashi Hatake. Right now he's teaching History at the academy.  He a former ANBU," Sasuke murmured. "He's like 28. This is his first year teaching." Sasuke shrugged, wishing he hadn't brought the subject up now if Itachi was going to act all weird about it.

 It wasn't like it wasn't something he couldn't handle. The man had been making advances on him for the better part of the year, and Sasuke had managed to fend him off this far *and* still maintain his 'A' average. He began to slice the onion and realized he was more than correct about the blade.  It had been finely honed by Itachi… just as expected. 

Itachi's fist tightened around the handle of the can opener and it broke. He cursed as he slammed the thing down onto the counter. He turned, moving out of the kitchen. He was going to kill the bastard. Kakashi was the ultimate pervert if he ever saw one! The man was always reading that damn book with a flush on his face and now he was hitting on his brother. *Fuck that shit*. Itachi was not going to stand for it. How dare that bastard try to tread on his territory! Sasuke was his damnit!

He vaguely wondered where all of this was coming from. He was never possessive when it came to anything, but the thought of Kakashi with Sasuke just tipped him right over the edge. He was always big on keeping control of his emotions, but for some reason he couldn't seem to calm himself. He knew he was acting irrational, but he just couldn't bring himself to care.

"I'll be back. Continue with dinner." Itachi snapped.

Sasuke looked up, completely thrown off by his brother`s actions.   "Aniki! Where are you going?!"

Suddenly his hand slipped and the edge of the knife sliced deeply into his thumb cutting it nearly to the bone. "FUCK!" he hissed immediately bringing the wound to his mouth.

"Itachi... come back!  Shit!  I cut myself.  Will you hand me something to wrap it with?" Sasuke whimpered as he saw the blood began to rush from the wound, flowing thick and bright red. He clamped his other hand down on the cut trying to hold the skin together and stop the flow of blood.

Itachi was at Sasuke's side instantly. He grabbed the injured hand and blood was oozing from the wound in massive amounts. It was falling down the flesh of Sasuke's hand to drip all over the counter and the tile floor. It had been a long time since Itachi had seen so much blood and that made him panic. He turned the faucet to the sink on and thrust his baby brother's hand under the cold water.

"Leave it there." He ordered as he moved to the drawers next to the stove and pulled out a ragged dish towel. He moved back over to Sasuke's side shutting the water off. He wrapped the towel efficiently around the boy's hurt hand and applied pressure trying to slow the bleeding. "How deep is it?" Itachi demanded looking into Sasuke's eyes.

"It's deep," Sasuke muttered, knowing that the knife had gone nearly to the bone. He looked down at his hand that Itachi had wrapped in the dish towel. Apparently Itachi still gave a shit about his well-being even if he didn't want to be his lover. "It hurts," he murmured closing his eyes as the blood rushed to the sight of his injury causing it to begin to throb. 

"Let's take you to the med nin's. I would stitch it myself, but I'd rather a professional do it." Itachi stated as he moved to grab his shoes. His heart pounded in his chest. He hadn't expected that at all. He should have known better then to let Sasuke use his knives. He always kept them as sharp as his weapons. He never should have been so careless. His brother could have lost a finger and now the boy was bleeding all over the place.

Itachi couldn't believe the affect Sasuke was having on his nerves. He was really starting to wonder if he should sleep with his brother just so he would start feeling like himself once more. He was so distracted and it seemed every little thing set him off. He growled as he grabbed two sweaters off the coat rack by his door.

Sasuke stopped him at the door.  "Aniki... I really don't want to go to the hospital,” the younger Uchiha muttered feeling embarrassed.  “I'd rather you do it… sew me up.  You know  how I hate the hospital..."

Itachi hesitated and glanced at his otouto. He debated it silently then placed the sweaters back where he had taken them from. He really wanted someone else to take care of it. He was worried that he wouldn't be calm enough to pull off such a feat as sowing the boy's wound closed. He took a deep breath to calm his racing heart.

"Fine…" Itachi grumbled and headed toward his room. "Come on, foolish otouto." He ordered as he pushed his bedroom door open all the way. He went into the bathroom to grab his med kit and sit it on the counter next to the sink. He opened it up, pulling out the things that he needed to fix his brother's cut. "Come sit on the toilet, Sasuke," Itachi said softly as he threaded the needle then placed it on the plastic next to the box.

Sasuke obediently went to the toilet, his heart was racing now. He knew this was going to be anything but enjoyable. Getting sewn up hurt like a motherfucker. He doubted if Itachi had anything to dull the pain. Perhaps his brother might get some sort of sick enjoyment out of causing him the excruciating pain of sewing him up... *since he claimed to hate him so much*. 

Itachi pulled out a tube. He turned to face Sasuke and slowly started to un-wrap the towel from around the boy's injured hand. His frown deepened as he got a look at how bad the cut really was. He winced in sympathy for the pain that his brother was going through.

"This gel will help numb your flesh a little, but it's still going to hurt Sasuke." Itachi stated seriously. "Are you sure you want me to do this?" He asked making eye contact with his otouto.

Sasuke nodded.  “I'm sure. I hate hospitals.  They give me the creeps. You know hospitals give me the creeps, aniki."   He hissed as Itachi applied the cold clear gel to his wound. 

He looked away at the sight of his flesh laid open from the knife cut and tried to focus on the top of Itachi's head as his brother focused on the task ahead of him. He wanted more than anything to run his fingers through that long silken black hair.  It looked so soft and warm and inviting.  He desired to feel it tickling at his chest as his brother made wild passionate love to him... but instead, Itachi was preparing to plunge a sterile stainless steel needle into his skin and sew him up to prevent him from having to go to the hospital. 

He grinned for a swift moment before whispering, "Don't hurt me, okay?"

Itachi glanced up at his brother before scoffing to himself. He didn't even bother to comment because he knew damn well that Sasuke was going to feel pain. He picked the needle up after he carefully cleared some of the blood off the boy's flesh. The action was pointless because more blood came flowing out like a small fountain. He placed the point of the needle to Sasuke's flesh.

"Forgive me otouto." He mumbled then plunged the needle through the flesh and proceeded to stitch the wound closed.

Sasuke clenched his teeth, breathing in and out deeply. He had broken out into a cold sweat. The numbing gel hadn't done much to alleviate the pain. He needed a shot of Demurral to make this pain feel better.  He closed his eyes tight, letting his head fall forward, hissing at the sharp excruciating pain each time the needle was thrust through his flesh. 

"Fuck, Itachi... that hurts so bad..."

Itachi's heart twisted in sympathy over his brother's pain. He really didn't want to do this because of this reason. He never wanted to see Sasuke in pain. That was the last thing he ever wanted and this thing that was building between them was really taking a toll on his emotional state. He really didn't know how much more he could take before he just gave in. It was getting to the point that he didn't even care about his reputation. He just wanted to make Sasuke happy.

"I'm almost done." He said softly as he reached up with his free hand and pulled Sasuke's head down to rest on his shoulder. He took a hold of the boy's wrist once again to quickly finish the job. "After I'm done, I'll give you a Vicodin. It will help with the pain." Itachi informed.

Sasuke nodded. His mind was reeling from the pain. Who could imagine such a tiny thing could cause such intense anguish? He had had stitches before, but his mother had always taken him to the medical nins to have it done in the past. 

It was when their grandfather had died in the hospital that Sasuke had taken up his wild aversion to hospitals. He had nightmares about them on a regular basis. No one knew about this but him, and he didn't feel like sharing it with anyone, for fear of being made fun of. 

"Itachi?" Sasuke whispered softly as he felt Itachi tying off the thread in the last stitch.

"Hmm?" Itachi murmured as he started to take the warm rag to the boy's hand, cautiously cleaning off the drying blood.

"Where were you going to go earlier, before I cut myself?"

Itachi's hand faltered slightly as his earlier intent to murder Kakashi came back to him. He almost laughed at himself, now that he was calm. What in god's name had possessed him to want to go after the older Shinobi like that? Yeah, the thought of Kakashi hitting on his little brother still pissed him off, but not like it had earlier.

"Don't worry about it. I'm not going anywhere now." Itachi stated as he stood up and opened the medicine cabinet searching for his stash of extra pain meds.

Sasuke sighed. He wanted to pursue the subject with his brother. He wanted to ask him why he tore out of the kitchen in a virtual rage, knowing that it could be for no other reason than that he was jealous. Sasuke made a mental inventory of other possible reasons Itachi could have gotten so angry... and could think of nothing that made sense. 

"Itachi, you know Vicodin makes me act stupid..." he sheepishly reminded his older brother.

While narcotic drugs were excellent for killing the pain a person was experiencing, they always seemed to make Sasuke feel giddy and loose. Almost like he was drunk... or high. 

Itachi let a small smile tilt the corner of his lips. "I think pain killers make everyone act a little stupid." Itachi answered. His voice blank but he still kept the smile as he popped open the lid. He pulled out two pills. "Even me." Itachi muttered as he held out the pain killers to his otouto.

Sasuke smiled up at Itachi`s gorgeous face. "Thank you, aniki." 

He took the two white pills from his brother each engraved with 357 on the side. He got up to head toward the kitchen to get a glass of water to take the medicine his brother had given him, holding up his freshly bandaged hand. 

"I'm really sorry... for being so much trouble." 

Itachi had followed his brother and almost laughed at the comment. Sasuke? Trouble? That was a huge understatement, but he kept a straight face as he went over to where his brother had been cutting the onion. He picked up the knife and started to finish the job.

"How about you go sit down and relax why you wait for those to kick in. I'll take care of dinner." Itachi ordered dispassionately even though he glanced at the young boy.

"The things people will do to get out of work, ne?" Sasuke tried to lighten the whole situation with an offhanded remark.

 He smiled bitterly, thinking back to everything they had been through over the past couple of days, ending in Itachi fucking him like he had never been fucked before earlier that day. He felt quite defeated at the moment. He wondered momentarily what chance he still had of getting Itachi into bed. He just couldn't get those thoughts to leave his mind. 

The feeling of Itachi's hot hard flesh filling him full, the look on his face when he was completely lost in the throes of passion... the way it had felt when he had come with his brother buried deep inside him... it was all too much to bear. He pressed the heel of his hand to his forehead wishing the Vicodin would take effect soon and perhaps end some of his misery.

Itachi silently set the knife down as he watched the boy's silent struggle. He knew Sasuke had a tendency to think too much, but this was ridiculous. He moved to Sasuke's side and grasped the boy's chin forcing Sasuke to look at him. He stared at him with his dark eyes.

"I've told you this before and I will tell you one more time. Don't make me repeat myself. *You think too much*."

His grip loosened and he was about to pull away. Instead he found himself leaning down and lightly brushing his lips against Sasuke's before he turned back to the onion. He tried to figure out what had possessed him to just kiss his brother once again. He had a feeling that his sentiments were getting the best of him. 

What the fuck was Itachi thinking? Sasuke thought to himself as he stared wide-eyed at his brother's back.  Itachi was playing games and Sasuke was feeling quite confused.  It was true.  He did think too much, but half the time he was trying to figure out the enigma that was his nii-san. 

"You could help me stop thinking so much, aniki..." was his soft reply. 

The sound of Sasuke's voice went straight to his libido and he had to bite back a moan as his cock hardened in his jeans. That tone of voice was becoming the hardest thing to ignore and quickly becoming addictive. Itachi wanted to hear more of that sultry tone with each passing second.

"Go relax" Itachi stated even though the images in his mind of Sasuke sweaty and naked, panting under him on his mattress wasn't relaxing at all.

He picked up the knife once more and silently worked over the onion. He needed to distract himself from these highly arousing thoughts. He wondered if he was turning into a masochist because he was most definitely torturing himself.

"I guess you'll be happy to get rid of me, huh," Sasuke continued to fish for conversation with his elder brother.  He silently hoped Itachi would refute his inquiry, but he knew full well that his brother would likely be glad to see his horny ass go back home, out of his life and away from him... where he belonged. "I guess tomorrow's the day I'm supposed to go back home."

Itachi placed the knife down once more and turned to glare at Sasuke. He was about sick of his brother's mood swings. Plus the fact that he was starving was making him have a very sour mood. He was about fed up with this whole day.

"Do you want to eat or just argue all night?" Itachi snapped out the question his eyes flashing in growing anger.

He didn't understand what Sasuke was fishing for, but the boy was apparently trying to get a rise out of him. He was about a second away from gagging Sasuke and tying him down to the couch so the boy would let him finish dinner. He bet Sasuke wouldn't have been expecting that reaction. He also bet that Sasuke would probably enjoy that too.

"Sorry. I wasn't trying to start an argument, aniki. Really I wasn't.  Just never mind!"  Sasuke could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as anger swept through his body.

 Why did Itachi go from being all lovey-dovey one minute and the next minute he was irritated and angry at him. He couldn't win for losing. He supposed he would just give up for the time being and keep quiet. It would probably be for the best and he was starting to feel quite woozy thanks to his nii-san's brightness of giving him two Viocodin on an empty stomach. 

"What the fuck do you want of me Sasuke?" Itachi growled. "I'm sick of playing this emotional battle with you."

He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the counter. He decided that they needed to get this out between them or the situation was just going to fester and then they could very well hate each other by the end of it.

Sasuke stood up, suddenly feeling oddly at ease thanks to the pain medicine finally beginning to take effect. He closed the short distance between Itachi and himself, and standing very close to his brother, whispered seductively, "... then stop playing with me... and start fucking me." 

Then it was as if he could feel himself melting, sliding into his brother as he collapsed into Itachi's chest. He had really been through too much today. He slipped half-in and half-out of consciousness. He wanted to sleep, and the deliciously numb feeling that was consuming his body felt too good not to succumb to it. 

Itachi quickly caught Sasuke, before the boy could slide down his body and hit the floor. He stared down at the beautiful face and forced himself not to smile. He lifted Sasuke into his arms and carried the boy into his bedroom laying him down on his bed. He grabbed a quilt out of his bottom drawer and unfolded it, placing it over Sasuke's body.

"How about you lay here and try to relax. Dinner will be done in a half hour and I'll bring some into you." Itachi said softly as he brushed a strand of hair out of his baby brother's face. He almost commented on Sasuke's earlier request, but then decided to leave it alone.

The bed felt too good against Sasuke back. He was feeling no pain at the moment, and thankfully so. He had been through a lot today. First the fight they'd had in the Forest of Death with Itachi landing more than one blow to his body, then fucking him so hard any normal person wouldn't be able to walk straight for a couple of days... then he had sliced his hand open, and Itachi had graciously sewn him up.  His brother was trying to take care of him. What a pain in the ass he had turned out to be. He smiled to himself as he snuggled into the quilt. He hoped Itachi would let him sleep here tonight, *with him*. 

That was probably thinking way too far ahead. It was their last night together and he would be leaving tomorrow. He felt a small stab of sadness wrench his heart thinking of leaving his brother's house and going back home to nothing but an empty room. He sat up feeling half dazed from the medication and grinned to himself at his own simple but brilliant idea.  

This was his last chance to get Itachi into bed and he had to make his last ditch effort when Itachi came back with his food. He carefully slid his socks, shoes, shorts and underwear off, leaving his shirt on. Perhaps he could catch Itachi off guard...  He pulled the quilt back over him and pretended to be asleep waiting for his beloved aniki to return.

Itachi dished up a plate of food as he turned off the stove. He decided that he was going to take care of Sasuke first and then he would eat later. He felt a smile touch his lips as he thought of what Sasuke would say to him taking care of him. The boy really was insatiable. He wondered if any man on the planet thought of sex as much as his otouto did. He made his way into his room with a plate full of stir fry and a glass of milk in his hand. He sat down on the edge of the bed as he placed his contents on the bedside table.

"Sasuke are you up?" He asked as he set down the glass.

"Mmm?" Sasuke's eyes fluttered open.  "Hai..."

"Gods, aniki... that smells sooo good," Sasuke closed his eyes and breathed in the aroma of the stir-fry his brother had made.  He let out a soft moan that could easily have been misconstrued as purely sexual, if the topic at hand had not been the food.  "You're too kind... taking care of me like this..."  Sasuke locked eyes with his brother.

Itachi's body went from relaxed to fully alert as his cock hardened in his pants at the provocative sound of Sasuke's voice. He gritted his teeth as the front of his pants bit into the sensitive flesh of his erection. He eyes turned from the soft compassionate gaze that he was giving Sasuke to a suspicious one. Instead of responding, he grabbed the plate and placed it down on Sasuke's chest.

"Good. Now eat it."

"Have you eaten?"

"No, I wanted to make sure you were taken care of first." Itachi replied flatly as he looked down at Sasuke with a blank expression.

"Mmm... why don't you go fix yourself a plate, and come and eat with me?" Sasuke murmured trying not to sound overly inviting. He didn't want to piss Itachi off again. He wanted his nii-san to spend some more time with him. 

Itachi eyed Sasuke suspiciously, but then he rose to his feet and made his way back into the kitchen. He pulled another plate from the cupboard and dished up the food, then made his way back into his room. He sat down on the side of the bed that Sasuke wasn't laying on, stretching his legs out in front of him as he leaned his back against the headboard.

"How are you feeling?" He asked mildly.

"Hnn... comfortably numb... and happy... that you're here with me... and we're not fighting." Sasuke took a bite of his rice, closing his eyes and savoring the delectable taste of the sautéed vegetables on his tongue. "Mmm... aniki... you really do know how to cook," Sasuke decided he would be sweet to his brother; try and get back on Itachi`s good side, then maybe he could get find a way to make Itachi fuck him again.

Itachi grunted, choking slightly as he almost laughed at the comment. "Of course I know how to cook, foolish otouto. That's mother's favorite thing to do, what makes you think that I wouldn't know how to?" Itachi paused and flashed amused eyes at his baby brother. "Don't tell me you don't know how to cook, otouto."

"Uh... no. I actually try to stay out of the kitchen as much as possible. It can be quite a dangerous situation when I try my hand in the kitchen... as you can see."

He held up his bandaged hand as evidence that he was telling the truth. He smiled a genuine smile at his gorgeous brother, wishing that Itachi would take him in his arms and kiss him again. His cock was beginning to ache warmly beneath the covers. It was utterly amazing the effect that Itachi had on him. He didn't even have to do anything... just be near him, and he would find himself fully aroused. He pressed the plate against the quilt hoping to hide his erection from his brother, lest he become pissed off again and leave the room.

Itachi did chuckle at that as he looked back down at his plate. "Well you should have told me that before. I would have never asked you to help me."

Itachi took another bite of his food as he savored the flavor of soy sauce on his tongue. God, he wished he had picked up some dangos earlier. He glanced over at Sasuke and a warm fuzzy feeling formed in the pit of his stomach as the thought of dangos and Sasuke put dirty images in his mind. What the hell was wrong with him? He really had it bad for Sasuke; it was almost sick. He let out a sigh as he took another bite. He could already feel the sexual tension rising between them again and he was starting to grow uncomfortable with each passing second.

"I don't hate you all the time." Itachi muttered. "Only when you are being a little bitch." He hadn't wanted to say the words they just kind of came out on their own, surprising him.

Sasuke stifled a soft laugh.  He looked over at his sexy brother and he was overwhelmed by the feeling. He set his plate over on the night table and wiped his mouth off with the napkin. Then he reached over and took his brother's plate from his lap and sat it on the night table beside his. 

"Well then, I'll try not to be a little bitch... ever... again," he murmured as he slid the quilt off his body revealing his aching length and was smoothly and quickly straddling Itachi's lap, wearing nothing but his black t-shirt. "I'm sorry aniki... I can't stop myself..." his eyes pleaded with Itachi's matched obsidian ones. "Please don't say no."  He ground his ass against Itachi's hips, moaning at the feeling of his brother against him again. He had definitely caught him off guard.  

Itachi's eyes widened slightly as he stared at his drugged baby brother. His own hard cock twitching in his jeans, demanding the attention that Sasuke was promising him. His control was no where in his reach as he looked at the flushed face and the lustful eyes. He felt the desire pool in the bottom of his stomach, but he tried to fight it.

"I told you no, Sasuke." Itachi said gruffly.

The boy's ass pressed against his massive erection. He really didn't think he was going to be able to deny himself for much longer. It just felt way too good and Sasuke was looking absolutely mouth watering in front of him. He really wanted to touch his otouto and make them both feel good.

"I'll beg if you want me to…” Sasuke whimpered.  “You asked me where my self-respect was earlier... aniki... And to be honest with you, I don't give a shit about self-respect.  *I need you to be my lover*." The words falling from his lips were raw, and true. They fell so easily now that the drugs had taken their toll on his slighter frame. "Oh, Itachiiii..." he hissed as he ran his hands along his brother's chest wanting to get beneath the fabric and touch the pale flesh that he knew was waiting for him there.

Itachi grabbed his brother's hands in his as he stared up in Sasuke's face. The boy wanted him bad. He could tell by just the look on Sasuke, but he was still hesitant. He still didn't know if he was ready to give into to something so forbidden. He knew if he gave Sasuke what he wanted this time that he would have to admit to himself that he wanted his otouto. That he needed to be with Sasuke and there would be no way for them to ever go back to being `just brothers`.

"What about respecting my wishes?" Itachi whispered as his eyes tilted down to his baby brother's lips.

Sasuke hung his head in shame. Once again, Itachi had managed to make him feel about two inches tall. His heart suddenly hurt like it was being squeezed in a vice grip. It suddenly dawned on him. Itachi was right. If he really loved Itachi like he said he did... like he believed in his heart that he did, and then respecting Itachi's wishes should be at the top of his agenda.

He suddenly felt so dirty... and so cheap. He kept offering his body to his aniki over and over, only to get turned down flat time and time again. He really couldn't take it anymore. 

"You're right, aniki."  He slid off his brother's lap embarrassed at him self for coming on so strong again, even in his drugged state. 

How could he have done such a thing? Furthermore, how could Itachi manage to reduce him to this with a simple phrase? He definitely had a phenomenal effect on Sasuke. With a word, he could have him lapping at his heels like an affection starved puppy, and with a word, he could shut down every emotion he had.  It was utterly sad.

No.  *Pathetic* was the word Itachi had used for him... and as always, Itachi was right.

Itachi watched as Sasuke's demeanor changed right in front of him. Itachi let Sasuke shift off his lap and suddenly Itachi felt like the biggest ass in the whole world. He hadn't meant for this to happen and he almost regretted the words. He decided that he was done with this. He was done hurting Sasuke. He was done denying fate. He grabbed Sasuke by his slender shoulder and forced the boy to lie on the bed as he let his own hard body settle on top of Sasuke's. He reached up and poked Sasuke almost tenderly on the forehead.

"Forgive me otouto." He whispered then kissed Sasuke hard, thrusting his tongue deep inside the hot cavern.

"Nnn... aniki... stop," Sasuke turned his head away from his brother's kiss. "Why are you doing this?" He looked expectantly at his brother. He was thoroughly confused.  "Itachi. I want you, but I've made up my mind, I don't want to push you into something you don't want... just because I'm crazy about you."

Itachi let his lips fall down to Sasuke's tender neck as he nibbled along the vein that stood out of the pale column. He loved the way the flesh left a slightly salty flavor along his taste buds. Sasuke was like a drug and the boy was quickly becoming Itachi's drug of choice.

 "Will you shut up." He ordered as he wrapped his hand around the boy's scalding erection.

If Sasuke talked any further, he would lose his resolve and he had been spending half the day erect and pissed off. Right now all he wanted was some kind of outlet for the tension of his stress and Sasuke had offered himself, so the boy didn't have a choice to back out of it now.

Sasuke closed his eyes and his mouth. Itachi was probably just as confused as he was about these unbelievable feelings that had blossomed between them. Not to mention the mind-blowing sex they had experienced not more than a few hours ago. He was more than happy to let Itachi have him if he wanted him... and if he woke up the next morning pissed off and mad at the world, and then Sasuke made up his mind that he would quietly disappear from his nii-san's life and burden him no more.

He was willing to take the colossal risk of opening himself up to being hurt again.  He would take what he could get, like the servant who dined on the crumbs dropped from the master's table, anything was better than nothing, and the feeling right now of Itachi biting seductively along his jugular vein and fondling his cock in the most delightful way he could imagine was sending his senses into overdrive.

He moaned softly as his nii-san touches burned his skin, making him writhe and arch beneath his body. He fumbled at the hem of Itachi's shirt, snaking his hands under the fabric, dying to get at that warm soft flesh again. 

     Itachi moaned as he felt his baby brother's fingers move across the flesh of his stomach. A small voice in the back of his head was telling him that this was wrong and he needed to stop now, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Sasuke felt so delicious squirming against him and all he could think about was earlier that day when he had been in the river with his otouto's ass wrapped securely around his pulsating cock as he pounded into it.

He leaned back as he grabbed the hem of Sasuke's shirt and started to pull it over his head, making the boy's hands disappear from his flesh. He tossed the shirt off the bed not really caring where it landed and just stared down at Sasuke, naked under him. He swallowed hard as his cock jumped against its confinements. He let a finger brush over the light pink nipple on his otouto's chest as he licked his lips.

"Delicious." Itachi hadn't realized he was actually saying it aloud till he heard his own voice, but it was true. Sasuke was absolutely delectable.

Sasuke groaned at his nii-san's choice of words. "Eat me then," he purred, spreading his legs apart opening himself up once again to his brother. 

He needed Itachi to ravish every inch of his body and leave him begging for more. He wondered momentarily what Itachi liked in a lover. Did he prefer someone who was passive or aggressive? Did he even have a preference? Did he love the taste of cock like Sasuke did? Did he like to drag things out, taunting and teasing his lover, or did he like things rough?  There were so many parts about Itachi that Sasuke didn't know, but wanted to. He wanted to know every inch of his brother's god-like body... he wanted to experience him over and over again.

Itachi's eyes snapped up so that he could look at his baby brother's face. "Is that what you want Sasuke?" He growled low in his throat. "For me to ravish you until you can't scream anymore? For me to eat your ass until you are cumming all over my bed sheets?" He leaned down so he could whisper in his brother's ear. "For me to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to sit down for a week?" He purred as he licked at the shell of the flesh.

Sasuke shuddered at Itachi's words. His cock was twitching uncontrollably and a fire had begun to coil in his belly. He felt as if he might very well unload at the sound of Itachi's voice alone. 

"Fuck, yes. That's what I want... *Fuck. Yes.*" He whispered in the most dirty sounding sigh he could. "I want you to do everything to me... I want to be your sex slave aniki... do you understand what I'm offering you? I'll make all of your fantasies come true... anything you've ever dreamed about doing... I'll do it for you." Sasuke rolled his hips against his brother's fully clad ones, his cock spilling out generous amounts of precum, begging to be touched and jerked and sucked by the older man. "Please make me yours, Itachi..." Sasuke moaned eagerly pulling his brother's head down into another soul-shattering kiss. 

Itachi's control snapped like a twig and he licked at his brother's mouth almost desperately. His teeth clashing against Sasuke's in his need to get more of the flavor that was only Sasuke. He growled low in his throat as he pulled back from his addiction. He glared hard at his otouto, his breath coming out in ragged pants.

 "On your knees now!" Itachi commanded as he started to pull his shirt over his chest.

He couldn't take much more foreplay. He had wanted his brother like this since he had opened the bathroom door and was greeted with the sight of Sasuke's naked aroused body. He didn't want to have to torture himself anymore then he had too, but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to torture Sasuke.

By the time he was buried deep in Sasuke's ass he would have his baby brother begging to cum. He wanted to punish Sasuke for turning him into this, for making him so desperate to the point of violence. He shivered at his own train of thought. He could officially admit that he had it bad for Sasuke and he could very well be as big as a pervert as Kakashi.

Sasuke gladly flipped over shoving his ass high into the air for his big brother. He wanted to feel that enraptured feeling of pure sexual elation that he had felt earlier that day when Itachi was hammering against his prostate in the river. He wanted to drench Itachi's bed sheets with so much cum that they couldn't even sleep in the bed tonight; they would have to sleep on the couch.

He buried his face into the pillow working to make his ass as easily accessible for his nii-san as he possibly could. He wanted to prove to Itachi what a good little slut he was for him, and show Itachi that he wouldn't regret his decision to fuck him. 
He ran the heel of his hand along his cock, needing any kind of friction he could get against his throbbing length. 

"Fuck me, aniki," he whimpered, turning his head to the side so he might catch a glimpse of the beautiful, beautiful man that was about to take him.

Itachi stared at the delectable ass that was now inches away from him. He leaned forward grabbing the hand that his otouto was touching himself with. He forced the boy to stop the movements.

"You're not allowed to do that. When you cum this time, the only stimulation will be from my cock slamming in and out of your ass. Then you will know that I'm the only one that has ever made you that hot that you came without any help." Itachi hissed out through clenched teeth as his other hand started to massage the firm ass cheeks. "Got it?" He commanded.

"Yes, aniki..." Sasuke nodded his affirmation from his place with the side of his head buried against the down pillow. 

He reached up and gripped the slender rails of the headboard with both hands to have something to hold onto and keep himself from surrendering to the desire to touch himself. 

Itachi pulled back from his baby brother well satisfied with the answer. He placed both hands on the boy's ass cheeks, spreading them wide so that he could see the entrance he had abused earlier that day. The tight ring of flesh was quivering and Itachi couldn't stop himself from licking his lips in anticipation.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, otouto." Itachi purred his hot breath washing over the flesh as he leaned down to lightly run his tongue along the crinkled skin.

Sasuke whimpered as he felt the wet heat of his brother's velvety tongue sliding along his hole. He was so aroused; he knew it was evident back there as well.  He could literally feel his asshole twitching lustfully for his brother to take him hard. The contact his brother was finally giving him was making him tremble all over. 

"Fuck yes... anikiii... do anything you want to do to me..." he moaned not even sure if Itachi could hear him. He wanted Itachi in the worst possible way. This in itself was pure sexual torture. He wanted Itachi to make him scream like he had whispered earlier. 

Itachi purred at the barely audible words of his otouto. He pushed his tongue deeper into the hole, loving the taste that wrapped around his senses. Who would have thought that Sasuke could taste so fucking amazing? Itachi needed more. He couldn't get enough and he knew that after this there would be no way for him to ever deny Sasuke again. That didn't mean he liked it.

When Sasuke said that he was Itachi's sex slave... Itachi was going to hold him to that. The boy had asked for his fate and now had to deal with it.

He moved his tongue along the hot walls of the boy's ass as he worked his index finger inside as well. He wasn't going to be able to last much longer and he needed to prepare his brother as well as possible... or not. Sasuke was on Vicodin. Maybe he could deal with a little bit of pain. Itachi smirked against his brother's ass before he bumped up the pressure and proceeded to fuck Sasuke silly with only his tongue. He wanted to hear those sweet whimpers and cries that only Sasuke could produce.

"Nnnh... ahh.. yeah... oh... nii-chan...deeper," Sasuke pushed his ass against his brother's mouth, raising his head and chest up off the bed and bowing his back hard to get better friction. "Fuck me with your tongue..." Sasuke whined.  "Don't stop, please... nii-san...don't stop.  Nnnh." 

This only pushed Itachi harder. He ate at his brother's ass in an almost frantic need to have Sasuke screaming more. He had never been so aroused in his life. He could feel Sasuke tense and knew the boy was close. He pulled back as he panted hard, tearing at the front of his jeans to get them open so that he could release his straining cock.

"Not yet, otouto." He rasped out as he pulled his dick free of its restraints. He sat back as he slapped his brother's ass. "Come here." He ordered breathlessly.

Sasuke turned to face his brother panting raggedly. There was a large wet stain on the sheets below where his neglected cock had dripped copious amounts of precum into a deliciously large puddle. 

"How do you want me?" Sasuke whispered between his pants. 

His whole body ached for the man before him. His lips wanted more of those lips, his nipples begged to be bitten and tugged at hard, his cock and balls desired to be tortured by those skillful hands and his asshole screamed to be fucked by that glorious erection that had to be nine inches in length. 

Itachi gripped Sasuke's chin hard as he yanked the boy forward almost brutally. Sasuke lost his balance falling face first into his lap and he moaned as his cock rubbed against the boy's soft cheek. He was so fucking aroused that it hurt.

"I want you to suck me off, otouto." He purred as he ran a thumb over the boy's bottom lip before he released him.

He leaned back, supporting his body on his hands behind him so that he could see what his baby brother was about to do and enjoy every minute of it. Sasuke wanted to be his slave, Itachi was going to damn well treat him like one. He was not in the mood for disobedience and he was sure Sasuke picked up on that.

Sasuke breathed out a rough breath, trying to gather his thoughts. Itachi was ordering him to suck his dick. It was like his dreams had all become the sweetest reality. He took Itachi's heavy cock into his hands, steadying it for his mouth, and opening wide, he let his tongue snake out and massage at that hot blushing mushroom head. The taste on his tongue was nothing short of luscious. He ran his tongue around and around the wide circumference of it, dipping the tip into Itachi's slit, tasting that deliciously naughty taste of what welled up from inside his brother. 

He ran a flat tongue back and forth, back and forth over the underside of his huge succulent head, and down the thick bluish vein that ran the length of Itachi's member. After caressing his balls, teasing and massaging them with his mouth, he ran his tongue back up his brother's huge cock and slid down on it, taking as much of it as he could into his mouth. He wanted Itachi to come in his mouth... he wanted to taste that unique one-of-a-kind taste that belonged only to his aniki. 

Itachi moaned deep in his throat as he watched the hottest scene unfold right before his eyes. He had never seen anyone look so hot and involved in sucking cock like Sasuke did at this exact moment. His hands fisted in the comforter behind him as the tongue managed to cover every each of his burning flesh making him actually quiver from holding back his orgasm that was threatening to take over at the base of his spine. He let his eyes close as his breath released with a huge puff as he felt the tongue slide over his balls. Then Sasuke was surrounding him in overwhelming heat that belonged to the boy's mouth.

"Shit Sasuke." Itachi hissed out as he convulsed hard, spilling more precum from his cock.

He let the boy work over him for a few more seconds before he sank a hand deep into the black locks and forced Sasuke to release his length with a wet popping sound that seemed to echo off the walls of the silent room. He threw his brother backwards so that Sasuke was now on his back, lying on the bed.

"I'm going to take you dry and with no preparation." He warned.

"Take me," Sasuke whimpered. His lips swollen and red from sucking cock.  "Fuck me just how you want to fuck me... and don't hold back... make me yours, aniki..." Sasuke begged the elder Uchiha. 

"You're already mine." Itachi hissed out heatedly. "You were mine the first time you rode my cock like a good little bitch." Itachi spat forcing Sasuke's legs up so that he could position himself at the boy's asshole. "Now you're just a good little whore." Itachi purred, and then slammed into the hilt.

"Ahhh!" Sasuke screamed out and his cock was convulsing white hot streamers of cum across his stomach. He wrapped his legs around his brother's hips, and gripped the strong arms that braced Itachi over him. "Fuck me, hard," he moaned, still yearning for more of Itachi's sex; needing to feel those powerful hips pounding into him, banging his prostate with that monstrous cock, fucking him raw... filling him completely. 

Itachi smirked as he stared down at the white streams on Sasuke's pale sweaty chest and then he let his body fall forward so that he was flush against his otouto. He was still a little baffled at the fact that his baby brother was such a hot little uke, but he wasn't complaining. In fact he was so fucking aroused by it that he was almost panting like a bitch in heat.

"Who's the only one that can make you cum like this Sasuke?" He whispered darkly against Sasuke's ear.

"You are aniki..." Sasuke's words came out in ragged broken breaths.

"That's right." Itachi purred as he gave a hard thrust against his baby brother's prostate for answering correctly. "Who do you beg to fuck you?" Itachi asked biting almost violently at the soft flesh right under Sasuke's lobe.

"You aniki... only you...ahhh,"

"And whose name are you going to scream when I make you cum again." Itachi growled as he pulled his hips back.

His cock almost slipped all the way out so that he could slam in again. He repeated the process as his own lust started getting the best of him. He couldn't stop himself though. Sasuke felt so tight and hot around his aching dick and all he wanted to do was fill his brother's ass to the brink with his hot seed.

"Aniki... my aniki..." Sasuke's responses fell so naturally in time with the sweet obscenities Itachi was growling violently into his ear. He wanted Itachi to take him rough... to get all that anger and madness toward him out... he wanted Itachi to punish him for being such a dirty slut, for seducing him and for tainting their relationship as brothers. He wanted it... he needed it and hopefully when all was said and done, Itachi would love him unconditionally. 

He clenched the muscles in his ass tight around his brother's huge dick, shuddering at the feeling, hoping that Itachi would move again and pound into his special spot over and over. That spot that made his vision go sparkly white and his body wrack with the sweetest pleasure imaginable. 

Itachi smiled almost wickedly as the words that he had needed to hear poured out of Sasuke's mouth. He picked up the pace of his rough thrusts as he closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth against the mind blowing pleasure. Sasuke's ass muscles convulsed around him and his heart slammed frantically against his chest. Nothing had ever felt as good as this and he had a feeling that nothing would ever compare to the feel of Sasuke's ass... his baby brother's ass. He knew he was getting close because his stomach was burning with the familiar sign of his orgasm, but Sasuke wasn't far behind him, because the boy's cock was now hard once more and trapped between their stomachs.

"Sasuke." He breathed out. He was so fucking close.

"Ahhh... Itachiii..."  Sasuke spread his legs wide letting his brother have free reign to pound his ass hard and deep. "Do me... hard..." Sasuke gasped, feeling the friction of their warm moist skin sliding against his cock in the most luscious possible way. His aching length was pressed between them, and each time Itachi thrust into him the movements of his body would cause Sasuke's member to be massaged, slick and rough, pushing him ever closer to his second release. 

Itachi gritted his teeth as he slammed his hips in and out of Sasuke's ass, giving into the delicious pleas that filled his ears. He was starting to sweat profusely and he was getting to the point that his brain had shut down completely and all he could feel was the pleasure washing over him in intense waves. He pushed himself back up on his arms and used the leverage to thrust harshly into the smaller body under his. He took in the sight of Sasuke flushed and horny under him. The boy was close and that made Itachi's own release get closer to slipping. He leaned down and their lips lightly brushed together.

"Cum for me, my little otouto." Itachi whispered and then kissed him almost desperately.

His tongue thrust hard against Sasuke's moist one as he moaned loudly at the feel of it. He was going to tear his brother up. That's how fucking hot he was for Sasuke. He had never in his life even dreamed that Sasuke could make him respond in such a dark sexual way. He loved it. He wanted more of it. Wanted more of his otouto.

Sasuke found himself wrapped in so much pleasure it felt as he were in a dream. His body responded to his brother's words as if Itachi were its master. Obediently, he could feel his body tighten, and without even thinking, that warm sweet feeling flooded over his entire body, gripping his insides and spiraling out of him in hot delicious waves of pleasure.

 "I'm cumming!  Itachi!  I'm cumming again!" His words were filled with unbridled lust and submission to the only one he had ever wanted... the only one he had ever needed... "Itachiii... god... it feels so good," he whimpered as wave after wave of orgasm washed over his body, his seed spilling out onto his stomach again and again, drenching him with cum. 

Itachi half growled, half moaned as the muscles of his baby brother convulsed around him again and again; practically suffocated him with the delicious heat. He jerked his hips violently as he felt himself free fall over the edge into sweet bliss.

"Fuck." He hissed through clenched teeth as his own orgasm slammed into him like a ton of bricks making it almost impossible to breathe as he let his eyes close as he went spiraling down into oblivion.

His cock pulsated several times inside the almost suffocating heat of Sasuke's ass as he released deep inside Sasuke several times. His vision started to blur around the edges and he was almost afraid that he was going to pass out. He had never experienced anything that was as intense as this in his whole entire life. As the last wave of release washed over him, his body shook hard and then he collapsed on to Sasuke not being able to hold himself up anymore.

His orgasm had left him weak and drained. He couldn't even raise his head from Sasuke's collarbone. The boy had almost killed him. Itachi was sure of it but that didn't stop him from lightly kissing the side of his otouto's throat.

Sasuke drifted in and out of nothingness. He could feel Itachi's sweaty hard body against him.  Pressing so hard against him, he could barely breathe. At that point he didn't even care whether he breathed or not. He felt Itachi plant a gentle kiss on his neck, and a smile graced the corners of his thin but pouty lips.

"I love you... Itachi..." he whispered into the atmosphere. Itachi probably didn't even hear him... and that was okay. He just needed to speak it. He needed to hear himself say it. "I've loved you all along... I hope you can forgive me for all of this." And Sasuke drifted off into nothingness, into the netherworld of sleep, and dreamt of his aniki. 

Itachi pulled back as he felt the deep even breaths of his otouto, knowing that Sasuke was now asleep. He rolled off the boy so that he could lie at Sasuke's side. He stared at his baby brother for a long time. He had heard every word that Sasuke had spoke and he had to admit that he had always loved his brother a lot more then he would have thought. He would do anything for Sasuke. That's how it had always been even when they were growing up. He just didn't realize until now that the love he had for his brother was not brotherly at all but something a lot darker and forbidden.

He leaned down lightly kissing those soft pouty lips. He would never admit this to Sasuke, but he loved him with every ounce of his being. He always had and would forever. He had always made sure Sasuke was safe and protected and he would continue doing so.

 He decided that he needed to get some sleep too. He had quite the day ahead of him tomorrow and he was still wondering how he was going to be able to part with Sasuke. He had a feeling it was going to be a very hard day on the both of them. Itachi knew that his life was too busy to actually give him enough free time to see Sasuke as much as he would have liked too.


TBC….

Kitty- Hellz ya. Kakashizgirl is the ultimate Sasuke. She rocks my world and I wouldn't want anyone else as my own personal Sasuke. Tee Hee. We RPed this shit for twelve hours straight and Kzg was such a trooper. She stayed up all the way until like 2 or 3 in the morning so we could accomplish this amazing hot first chapter. So give her lots of molesting for being oh so very good. *Strokes Kzg head* Such a good pet. Anyway, you all wanted a squeal to FORBIDDEN so here it is. I hope you all enjoyed it. Please review and tell us what you think. Ja Ne!


Kzg- And Kitty is the ONLY Itachi for me.  She plays him as the perfect forceful seme that I love so much.  I've been intrigued by her Itachi for a very long time.  *sweat drop* ^____^  This did take a long (long) time to finish, but you know, it went by quick for me and I never got tired or bored. (Time flies when you're having fun, ne?)  So yes, I'm thrilled about this collab with Kitty.  She rocks my little uke!Sasuke's world.  I know a lot of you were dying to get your paws on this, so here it is!  The first chapter of Forbidden Tenderness! Please review it and tell us what you think… and there will be more ~ Hot Uchiha Loving ~ coming soon!  <3<3<3