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Itachi did have quite a bit of experience with playing mind games. In fact, he was practically the master of them. Sasuke had been able to deal with them for a time, push them away or ignore them completely. Sometimes he'd even play along. But when it started moving onto games of the body... Well his teenage hormones just couldn't handle that. They jumped at the chance to be touched, even if it was in a way that was 'unnatural.' The torture of the mind accompanied by torture of the body was too much for the boy. He quickly fell into the games that his brother played with countless other people. [color=#0000FF]"Oh Nii-sann..."[/color] He groaned, shaking his head quickly. "No... Please." That last word was a pathetic plea. He could feel his hole tightening around Itachi, giving some last attempt at self protection. He wasn't begging for his brother to stop, and his body wasn't doing that either. The boy was begging for his brother to -continue.= He wanted to play the game now. Sasuke wanted to be the main puppet in Itachi's little demented plays. It was such a lovely feeling too, having Itachi cum inside of him. The boy didn't wait long to get on his knees like his brother asked. Sasuke grabbed the other's cock softly between his fingers, rubbing the base as he licked the remaining cum off of the tip. "Mm... I'll do a good job Nii-san..." He took more of the other's cock into his mouth, sucking harshly on the tip before he wrapped his tongue around the head, purring.
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When Sasuke willingly did as he was told, Itachi's lips curled into a cat-like smile, and a pleased expression washed over his face. He'd be able to enjoy this for a bit more, he guessed. Wrapping his lanky fingers around a bunch of the other's hair, he pulled the smaller head roughly towards his member, forcing him to swallow it about halfway. He rolled his head back and released a moan through pursed lips in pleasure, sighing contently. Then, his crimson eyes flickered open again, and he glanced down at his brother's desperate efforts to please him, a hand moving down to tip his sibling's chin upwards to face him. He was such a mess. With ass and lips covered in cum, Sasuke really did look destroyed and helpless. With his thumb, he wiped the musky substance from the corner of his mouth, grinning evilly at the fate of his inferior sibling kneeling before him, " You like being the center of attention, don't you ? ... " He slapped his face to the side, expecting Sasuke to get up without much trouble. After all, he was used to such physical abuse. " If either of the toys slip out, your head's going in the toilet. So make sure you bounce on that dick nicely so it's all stuffed in your ass. " he teasingly murmured.​
 
Sasuke knew that his brother liked it when he was completely willing. His brother also liked a little talking back. So he was a perfect balance of the two. Despite the fact Sasuke was desperate right now, he could tell just what type of mood Itachi was in, and what type of a play thing he wanted Sasuke to be. Right now, Itachi wanted that willing boy. So, Sasuke was going to be that willing boy. He was a bit surprised, however, that his brother got hard again so quickly. Well... This was Itachi they were talking about, and this was also Sasuke. Itachi couldn't resist his younger brother. Sasuke's eyes fluttered lightly as his older brother wiped the cum from the corner of his lips. The boy was about to answer the question before he was hit square on the cheek. A small whimper left his lips, and he sat back to press the dildo in a little deeper before he stood up quickly. Part of him wondered why his brother did this. He wondered why exactly it mattered it the toys slipped out of him or not. But it probably figured out in Itachi's head perfectly. " Y-Yes Sir... " He wasn't even sure why he murmured that. It was a tone he took when Itachi got really angry with him, which was probably what he was a little afraid of at the moment. He was wondering if Itachi was going to sit down, or how exactly he was meant to bounce on the other's cock.​
 
It was more of a warning or a precaution for later events. The fingers that stayed intertwined in the other's hair grasped tighter, then in one abrupt motion, he jerked Sasuke's head away from his dripping member, smirking. It was evident that his high from the one can of beer was working its magic now, because he seemed as abusive as always. He released his sibling's head, or more like cast it powerfully to the side, then moved onto his knees, moving Sasuke's body so that he was on all fours in front of him. " You barely have enough strength to make yourself stand. And who am I to go against my otoutou's earlier request to fuck the living shit out of him ? " he teased, spreading the other's legs mercilessly to draw out the vibrator that was plugged between those delicious thighs. Slowly, he popped out the other toy and unwrapped the rubber band from Sasuke's strained erection, allowing him time to work to his climax. Itachi crooned, rubbing the tip of his cock against his little brother's ass, not quite ready to shove it in just yet.

Instead, he pushed in two fingers, making sure it was properly lubricated, and just to ease himself up against his prostate once or twice. " You're such a little whore, Sasuke, " he narrowed his eyes, moving in a third digit to stretch him out after everything he'd gone through. He moved his stuck fingers in a slow rhythm, most likely allowing his little brother to accustom to the movements for a while. " You want more ? " Itachi evilly asked, looming over Sasuke's form to plant a kiss on top of his head, " What does my otoutou want ? ... Tell me ... " He carefully withdrew his fingers.​
 
Sasuke let out a displeased mewl as Itachi tossed his head to the side, expecting his younger brother to move. The poor boy was so exhausted that he wasn't sure exactly what his brother wanted. Really, somewhere back in his subconscious, Sasuke was thinking about what stamina Itachi had. How amazing it was that his brother could get up so quickly in so many successive times, one after the other. There was still that lustful cloud around him, telling him that he needed to relieve himself of this erection that he'd had for a good long while. That was forgotten when the toy was pulled out of his ass. "Nnhhh..." He couldn't help but groan. Sasuke had grown quickly to the sensation of having something in his ass, and when it was stolen away from him so quickly he felt empty. The removal of the other toy however had him bucking needily. The question that Itachi proposed was not a good one to ask. Sasuke wasn't sure if he could last through anything much more than a good jacking off. But unconciously his ass pressed back against Itachi's cock.

Any doubts about being fucked were thrown out the window and smashed on cement when Itachi's fingers brushed against his prostate. The boy was panting. It was clear he was tired, but still he chose to push through this. Mainly because he knew that if he didn't, Itachi would either ignore him, or beat him. "Nii-san..." This was a pathetic attempt at telling his brother he was tired. "I want to cum..." He turned his head to look back and up at his brother. "Please..."​
 
This time, abiding to his darling otoutou's pleading wishes, he slowly inched his cock into the other's awaiting hole, grunting as his consciousness was being devoured whole, too. He gripped Sasuke's hips to keep him still, then when his length was completely buried to the hilt, he slowly started pumping himself in and out. His movements were deliberately slow but powerful. He had enough strength to make Sasuke turn inside out, but for some reason, he wanted to experiment with passion. By moving in and out and hitting the other's prostate effectively with each thrust, he could very well bring about an orgasm the same way he would pummel into him at lightning speed. The sensation was different. Itachi leaned over Sasuke and softly nipped at his shoulder, licking along his amazing shoulder blades, too. One hand was stamped on the ground to support his weight, and his other was trailing along Sasuke's lean side.

He moved at a slow pace, then would occasionally speed up whenever he felt his own orgasm nearing. He panted over Sasuke's shoulder, then moved his fingertips over his brother's pierced nub, fiddling with it carelessly. The hand that was planted on the ground clasped over Sasuke's. After about a minute or so of constant thrusting, Itachi rolled his head back and boyishly groaned. He quickened his speed and ended up releasing his seed deeper than he had aimed for. Relaxing for a slight second and feeling his brother's walls tighten around him, he sucked his bottom lip, drawing in the last ounce of his lust to nothingness. Swallowing, he stroked the back of his sibling's hand and kissed Sasuke's ear. " You know I love you, Sasuke, " he confessed, letting those words settle into his brother's head. Not bothering to collect their clothes, he pulled out and held his otoutou up against his chest in bridal style. He craned his neck and pressed a gentle kiss to the other's lips, moving out of the bathroom with a slight stagger. When they reached their bedroom, he laid his spent sibling on the comfortable sheets, then draped an extra sheet over him, barely smiling through the dark.​
 
Sasuke hadn't exactly wanted to be fucked. He just wanted to cum. But if this was the only way that Itachi really wanted to give it to him, then he'd allow his brother to do it. Realistically, there was no way that he could stop his brother. At least not now. Even if he was at his strongest, he probably wouldn't be able to hardly push Itachi away. Physically he couldn't, and mentally was another thing. The thought of pushing his brother away had been annihilated. Itachi had been that one person that he'd forced out of his life, but now he realized that Itachi was also the person he needed the most. The younger Uchiha was rather surprised however when Itachi didn't just fuck the living hell out of him. He was going at a nice pace, really making Sasuke feel every thrust against his prostate. "Nn... Nii-sannn..." A melodious moan escaped his plush lips. The lovely licks at his shoulder only added to this. It was like Itachi was actually trying to make love to him.

Sasuke's fingers shifted slightly, so he could better feel Itachi's over them. "Mmnn...~!" The boy purred as he felt Itachi cum inside of him. It was always such a lovely sensation, and it lingered. Just a few seconds after Itachi had released his own seed, Sasuke spilled himself, his own seed dripping onto the floor. "Yes Itachi..." Sasuke murmured back after a few moments of the words boiling over in his head. "I love you too..." The boy was extremely happy to see that his brother's mood had changed. It had gone from that sadist to someone so completely affectionate. The fact that his brother picked him up and carried him into the bedroom was even more of a plus. Poor Sasuke probably wouldn't have been able to do that if he tried. When laid down on the bed, Sasuke's arms instinctively reached out for his brother. "Thank you..." He murmured, shifting slightly. "I mean thank you... For all of this..." ​
 
Itachi's naturally dark eyes narrowed as his brother affectionately responded with his own 'I love you'. He felt his heart clench, but it loosened rather swiftly when he reminded himself that he couldn't get too emotionally attached. Sasuke didn't know, but he knew that their relationship as lovers wouldn't last very long, especially with everything Itachi had been so crazy with hiding from his younger sibling. Sasuke was unexposed to it all while Itachi was suffering in the background, taking all of the hits for his beloved brother in hopes that he wouldn't ever have to face the harsh truth. With dimmed eyes, he gazed at Sasuke's extended arms, then gingerly grasped the other's right hand with his own, gently squeezing it. " Sleep, Sasuke. " he strictly, but soothingly ordered, leaning in ever so slightly to plant a kiss on his forehead. He withdrew, then completely turned off the low lamp that was on the counter next to the bed. He didn't mind the 'thank you' very much, but he secretly kept it in his heart, knowing that going through such hardships would prove to be a worthwhile thing if he could protect Sasuke from everything in return.

He collected his discarded boxers from the foot of his bed, then tugged those on, retying his hair. Now that he put his sibling to bed and released most of his stress, he was now able to finish his work back at his office. " Nii-san has to finish his work, " he tiredly responded, stroking the other's hair once before he turned around to leave. He shut the door behind him, then sighed, deciding to have another can of beer.​
 
Sasuke was far too tired and out of it to see the expression that was produced on Itachi's face after he'd declared his love for his older brother. Had he seen it, a chord of worry would have been stricken in him. There were plenty of things that expression could mean. One) Itachi didn't love him as much as Sasuke loved Itachi. Two) Sasuke had done something terribly wrong to upset his older brother. Or Three) Itachi had been less than pleased with Sasuke's performance that night. One was highly unlikely, and three fell under the category of two, so the only possible thing that might go through Sasuke's head was that he had done something to upset Itachi. That was, he would only think that if he had seen the expression, and he hadn't. The boy was rather upset that his brother didn't eagerly move in to hug him. Instead he got the squeeze of his older brother's hand. Sasuke squeezed back and let out a little purr as Itachi kissed his forehead. Really, he didn't need to be asked to sleep, he was already exhausted.

"Night Nii-san..." Sasuke mumbled, struggling for the words to force them out of his relaxed lips.He wanted to tell his older brother that he would see him in the morning, but the poor boy had already drifted off into a pleasant sleep. A pleasant sleep that would hopefully carry him all the way until morning the next day.​
 
That morning, before the sun had the chance to rise, Itachi collected his paperwork and headed out. Before he did, though, he tucked the sheets around Sasuke and planted a chaste kiss to his forehead, receiving some motivation from admiring his sibling sleep soundly to get him through his day. To keep Sasuke company, he visited Naruto and dragged him out of his house to shove into their apartment. He threatened him to stay, then decided against his first contemplation to stick Sakura in there, too. That pink-haired bitch really got on his nerves sometimes. Most of the time, actually. Still feeling a bit uncomfortable with keeping Sasuke with his blond friend, he was unable to leave for a few minutes, then eventually left.

Naruto, after being rudely kidnapped to see who he wasn't really ecstatic to meet, collapsed on the apartment's couch a few minutes after Itachi departed, then took a prolonged nap. The younger Uzumaki, however, wasn't able to stay unconscious for long, and at noon, he shivered, then moved into the master bedroom where he found Sasuke curled up in his sheets. It was actually snowing outside, and however amazing Sasuke's new home was, he spited the Uchihas for not investing in a heater. Or if they did have one, why not turn it on ? He found the nearest source of warmth- a fireplace, and turned it on, crouching in front of it with his palms held out in front of him. He turned his head over his shoulder slightly, then began to ponder why Sasuke had left without telling his best friends first. For a few days, he had assumed that he wouldn't be able to see his raven-haired friend again. Then Naruto remembered Itachi, and knew Sasuke's manipulative older brother might have had something to do with his absence.

Abandoning the hearth, he crept over towards Sasuke and eventually slipped in to the sheets beside him, never guessing that he was naked. He was just in it for the heat, after all. With a content sigh, he closed his eyes and nuzzled closer to his friend.​
 
Sasuke slept a long time. This was partially due to the fact that Sasuke had fucked him so roughly last night. It also probably had to do with him just being exhausted since he'd been taken from home. He was homesick, and as much as he hated to admit it he really did miss that blond idiot. But now he wasn't thinking about that. Now he was asleep. And he stayed that way for quite some time. He didn't even hear Itachi leave the apartment, nor return with Naruto. Had he, he might have kicked the blond out before anything could possibly happen. Anything like...

Really the raven haired boy hadn't become that cold. Itachi had done a good job of tucking him into the covers. He'd also left a nice little kiss on Sasuke's forehead, but he'd been too dead asleep to realize or feel it. He didn't even know his brother was gone. In fact, when he woke up only a few moments later, he thought that Naruto was his older brother. All he could feel was somebody else pressed against him, and it was a correct assumption to think that it was Itachi. How could Naruto get to the apartment anyway. In fact, Naruto hadn't been that far from his mind, but he would have never guessed he was sleeping next to the other.

"Nhh..." Sasuke shifted slightly, then turned over altogther. His eyes fluttered open, and he blinked once or twice, to get the liquid in them flowing. What he saw surprised him and terrified him. "... Naruto!?" He jumped up into a sitting position. It should be obvious that he was Naked now, because his bare thigh could be seen. "What are you doing here?! Oh my god!" He quickly pushed the blond away, grabbing up the sheets around himself.

Abandoning the hearth, he crept over towards Sasuke and eventually slipped in to the sheets beside him, never guessing that he was naked. He was just in it for the heat, after all. With a content sigh, he closed his eyes and nuzzled closer to his friend.​
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Naruto really did feel warm for a few minutes before his second rude awakening. Sasuke proved to be a great source of warmth and comfort, and though he forbade himself to nuzzle closer, he wanted to, and probably just assumed that Sasuke had preferred not to sleep with his top on. When his raven-haired friend startled him in his sleep and eventually shoved him off of the bed, he clung to the sheets, ending up tugging half of it down with his body to the floor. " God, what's wrong with you ?! What was that for ?! " Naruto angrily muttered, rubbing the side of his head where it had joined with the carpeted ground with a painful thud. By the time he clawed his way back up to the mattress, he realized that Sasuke was naked, then willingly threw himself off of the bed once more, screaming like a violated and terrified girl. " What the hell ?! Gah, put some clothes on ! Oh, d'ah ! " he grunted, covering his eyes immaturely with his hands.

He sped away from him, then ended up turning his head away completely from his friend, hyperventilating. " It's not like I wanted to be here, you know ! Your brother just kidnapped me ! " he explained, bending over and fumbling with Sasuke's littered clothes before throwing it over his shoulder at him. He crab-walked over to the hearth again, then glumly squatted down in front of it, muttering a string of swears.​
 
Sasuke had also enjoyed Naruto's warmth for the small time that they had been laying next to each other. But he found it was short lived when he realized just who was cuddling up to him. In the back of his mind somewhere, he felt guilt for pushing Naruto off of the bed so quickly. He could have done things in a nicer way. But emotions had grabbed hold of him like some distinct hand, and Sasuke couldn't help himself. As Naruto dragged the sheets to the floor, Sasuke also had to move closer to the edge of the bed to make sure he could be fully covered by the retreating sheets. "Hey! You're the one who just decided to lay up all close to me! You should have thought of the consequences! This is my house! I can wear what I want when I want... God...." Sasuke growled, rolling his eyes at Naruto.

Sasuke was about to get up and get some clothes on with the sheets around his waist, but the words that came from Naruto's mouth made him freeze where he was. "Itachi brough you here...?" He murmured with a very obvious frown. Within a few moments he had pulled the boxers on that Naruto threw at him. "Hey... I'm sorry Baka." Sasuke grumbled. "Why the hell did he bring you here?"​
 
Naruto hadn't ridden with Itachi in his god-damned Convertible and accepted being dragged away from the comforts of his own apartment to deal with Sasuke's endless ranting. It wasn't his fault that he was stuck here in the middle of nowhere with him, so why was he making the situation as if he was the one guilty ? " What's wrong with that, huh ? " the blond grunted, jerking his head around so he could properly shoot Sasuke a death glare, " I didn't know you were naked ! " He wanted to say everything else that he had bottled up for so long to his supposed 'friend', but he decided against it and crossed his arms defiantly over his chest, wondering why he had obliged to Itachi's request. Oh. His favor had been more like a threat, huh ? He couldn't say no to those venomously glowering eyes.

" How should I know, you jerk ? " he growled, picking himself up in front of the cozy fireplace with an obvious gurgle of frustration, " He just dropped me off and told me to keep you company. " He sniffled, then rubbed his hands up and down their opposite arms for warmth, turning around to fully face Sasuke now that he was somewhat clothed. " You know, you're just like Itachi, too. I don't know what he did with you, but you guys are exactly the same. " he spat, obviously hurt.​
 
Sasuke would have let everything die down after that. Then maybe he could find the thermostat and make the apartment warmer, make some food for the both of them, or order some pizza if he could find some money. Maybe they would just leave it on Itachi's tab? Sasuke didn't know how this whole thing worked. Sasuke's eyes widened a little at the death glare. Really? Was that completely necessary? He'd just woken up in bed naked with his best friend! How could that not be awkward?! How could Naruto expect him to just take it all in stride? Well, the blond wasn't called an idiot for nothing.

"Hey!" Sasuke growled, it rumbled in the back of his throat. "I don't know why you're being so-" But the raven haired boy cut himself off when he heard Naruto's reply. He was just like Itachi? No, no he was not! Within a second Sasuke was off of the bed and had grabbed the collar of Naruto's shirt. "Don't you -dare- say that I'm just like him! I'm not a bit like him, Naruto!" It was a loud hiss, he was obviously serious. "Don't you -EVER- fucking tell me that I'm like him! You don't even know what he's like!" That last comment had been said in a negative way. It was obvious that Sasuke was alluding to something that Naruto was not yet educated of.

The boy sighed then let go of Naruto, plopping back down on the end of the bed.​
 
Naruto really hadn't expected for Sasuke to lash out at him like he did. He wasn't expecting for the younger Uchiha to be so offended. He thought that the two always battled and competed with each other for perfection ? When his collar was seized, he gulped, then closed his hands over Sasuke's, blinking like a deer in headlights as he squirmed free of the other's death hold. Huffing, he observed in bewilderment as Sasuke plopped back onto his bed, letting the boy's rant sink into his head slowly. He didn't know that his friend was so upset about being compared to Itachi. Maybe when he accused him of being like Itachi's clone, he had meant it in a degrading way, but now, he regretted it. It obviously hurt Sasuke emotionally for him to hear that, and Naruto found himself harshly biting down on his lower lip, summoning courage to speak to him again. " Hey ... I didn't mean it ... You're not like Itachi ... " he murmured, taking a hesitant seat next to him.

He placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder, then whispered, " ... What's he like ? " Maybe it was a stupid question to ask in such a situation, but if Sasuke ranted about him enough, he'd feel better. Naruto wanted to be a shoulder for Sasuke to lean on. Sasuke was never the type to cry or show a state of emotional weakness in front of him, so the blond wasn't really getting his hopes up.​
 
Itachi had picked the worst time to bring Naruto over. It really was the worst time. Especially after last night... The way that Itachi left in the morning. Sasuke understood it, but he couldn't help feeling used. That, and stupid Naruto was always so compassionate. He was just a bleeding heart. This didn't help Sasuke at all, Sasuke who always wanted to keep his emotions inside. He never wanted anybody to see them. Only Itachi had seen them, and it had been so incredibly terrifying to let another part of Sasuke come out in front of even his older brother. One of Sasuke's biggest fears was to be manipulated, and Itachi did just that to him, almost every second of every day.

Sasuke didn't speak for a while, but he didn't push Naruto away either. In fact he leaned in a little closer to his friend, but just so it was barely noticeable. "I don't even know why he took me away..." That was a lie, Sasuke did know. Or he thought he knew. He thought that Itachi was being selfish, and he wanted Sasuke all for himself. But then why would he bring Naruto over to give Sasuke company. "He... He just..." Sasuke didn't know what to say, or what he was going to allow himself to say. "I don't know. He's controlling." ​
 
In such emotional and awkward moments, Naruto couldn't do anything. Sure, he tried a million times to reassure Sakura when she was down-in-the-dumps, but he utterly failed each time and ended up making her sob even harder. Sometimes, when he would rarely succeed, he ended up causing her to laugh or smile everytime he did something ridiculously stupid, but Sasuke never showed such signs of happiness unless he sincerely felt it. He didn't know how to cheer him up. So Naruto merely kept his hand on his shoulder and comfortingly pat it, pursing his lips together in hesitance as he parted them to speak, " If it was like that, you should have talked to me ! I would have kicked his ass for you ! " Honestly, Naruto was frightened of the older Uchiha, too. There was something undeniably terrifying about him that kept him quiet like he had been on the awkward car ride here. Knowing that his method to crack a smile on the other's face had turned rotten, he wrapped his arms around Sasuke's torso and enveloped him in a light embrace.

He stroked the back of his raven-haired friend's head and made the hug a bit tighter, sighing. " You're stupid, you know that ? Hiding it from me won't do anything for you, baka. " he huffed, not minding the fact that he was hugging someone who was half-naked.​
 
Sasuke actually found it kind of cute how Naruto constantly tried to cheer people up. Naruto was the kind of person that couldn't stand to know if you were upset or mad, especially upset or mad at him. He'd spend hours begging for you to tell him what was wrong, and if it went past that he would get angry and try and beat it out of you. Sasuke knew this from experience. He always brushed Naruto off on these wild attempts to cheer him up. Although Naruto was strong, he wasn't going to deny that. He was strong both mentally and physically. Sasuke was fit, but he was rather skinny. Naruto was just muscular enough not to look scrawny. "Mmph." Sasuke replied quietly to the supposed joke. They both knew that no matter how much strength Naruto had, he couldn't fight with Itachi. Itachi could just take Sasuke away again, or beat the crap out of Naruto. Itachi could even make Naruto disappear forever if he really wanted to. Normally the younger Uchiha would easily reject such affection or sympathy that was thrown at him, but due to the prior nights activities he was in no mood to push somebody away. Itachi had fucked him and just left. He was feeling rejected, and any amount of affection might help cure the anger and insufficient he felt inside.

So instead of pulling away from the touch, he actually leaned into it. Part of him was screaming to get away, because it felt an extreme loyalty to Itachi, but another part told him that Itachi had left Naruto here anyway. Itachi should have known that Sasuke would be tempted, especially after being pushed away the night before. He hadn't gotten any affection after that fucking except a kiss on the forehead. "Nnh... Naruto..." Sasuke scooted a little closer, wrapping his arms around the blond's neck. "Do you like me?" He asked quietly, leaning in to brush his lips over Naruto's neck. It almost seemed like an accident.​
 
It felt everything had been going normally up until Sasuke had a change of heart. And there was Naruto, assuming that nothing would ever go incorrectly in their unbreakable world, until his friend pulled a loose thread and unraveled the whole piece. The other's unexpected proposal and his rushed actions almost caused his one-dimensional mind to explode. Had this been why Itachi had sent him here ? Just so he could deal with a slightly insane Sasuke while the older Uchiha could relax and not have to worry about his mentally wronged brother ? Naruto blushed madly as his neck was embraced, and as soon as the other's lips locked on to his sensitive neck, he flew into panic mode, but froze on the spot. It took a while for him to reactive himself, but when he did, his arms had involuntarily wrapped around Sasuke tighter, and his hands were already roaming on their own. Up and down. " Nnghh ... what the hell, Sasuke ? " he snapped, pulling away to gaze into the other's zoned out eyes. He really wished he could say he wasn't interested and never would be, but he couldn't bring himself to do just that. Sasuke was a god. He appealed to both women and men, and Naruto, unfortunately, wasn't an exception to being sucked into the other's Uchiha charm.

He knew he shouldn't have, but he was kissing him now, running his hands feverishly along the other's thighs. His kisses were sloppy because he hadn't bothered to give anyone else one, but his effort shone through. He pulled away to take a breath, but now, he was lowering the raven-haired boy onto his back, not quite understanding what his body wanted, really. " Y-Yeah ... I-I like you ... " he shyly stuttered.​
 
Sasuke hadn't meant for this to happen. He'd never meant to hit on his friend, nor imply they could be any more than friends. Because really, with Itachi around, they couldn't. His older brother was far too possessive and far too jealous to even let Sasuke associate with Naruto half the time. But part of him had always loved the blond. It was confusing now, but it hadn't been confusing before. It was confusing now because Sasuke could easily tell the difference between different types of loves. But Itachi had fucked him up in that aspect. Now brotherly love was also sexual love. So what was friendship then? His subconscious was struggling with what to do or how to react, so it went back to the main thing it knew how to do, which was to go off of instinct and emotion without much thought. So he did just that. He leaned into the lovely, yet inexperienced touch of Naruto, and urged the other boy on with his own movements. He gave the other encouraging little gestures with his fingers at the back of Naruto's neck.

All the while Sasuke gave this interested movement while Naruto kissed him, even though Naruto wasn't the most experienced kisser. He didn't mind though, because Sasuke had just started this a week or two ago as well. Itachi had taught him quickly though, he had seen fit to do that. Because Itachi needed a partner who could be at least half as great as him at everything. "Mmmnn... You do Naruto?" Sasuke didn't waste time in eliminating his only item of clothing, which were his boxers. It was obvious that he was turned on from the situation. "Nnh... How much Naruto? How badly have you wanted me?"
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He would have understood everything if Sasuke claimed that his moment of bursting affection for him had been nothing else but a one-time thing. He wasn't too confident about his shaky feelings either, so he couldn't promise any set emotions towards the other boy at the spot. However, he cared for Sasuke as a best friend ... and that's what made the hanging offer so tempting and fruitful at the same time. He couldn't decide whether to violate him or not, but when Sasuke so seductively offered him that chance, he took it immediately and got down on him almost possessively. " Sasuke ... you high on something ? " he inquired worriedly at first, but when the raven-haired boy so directly threw away his boxers and made his crotch and ass fully exposed to him, he blushed madly and had to look away immaturely. This felt so wrong ... " Y-Y-You okay with this ... ? " Naruto asked, glancing at the naked boy out of the corner of his eye. Who else would receive the chance to see Sasuke Uchiha stripped down and lying so willingly on their bed ? He always assumed his friend was more of a dominant type of person, but he guessed his body tone sort of seemed more suitable to be ... what the hell was he thinking ? Even though he was harshly denying taking the initiative, he was kissing the other's chest while feeling total guilt, and just as he was about to spread the other's legs, he glanced down and noticed the branded initials. " H-Hey ... when'd you get a tattoo ? " he muttered, poking at the burnt letters on the other's skin in a husky voice.​
 
Sasuke couldn't say that he loved Naruto. As a friend he did, sure, but relationship-wise... Well he didn't even know why he had that on the mind. In fact, it wasn't even on his mind. His relationship was with Itachi, if that could even be called a relationship. The proper term for it would probably be ownership. A relationship would be equally endorsed and loved by both sides. Itachi had practically forced him into it, and though Sasuke liked it at times, overall he did -not- endorse it. What he wanted now was just sex. He wanted to forget all of his problems and the anger and abandonment he felt, and he wanted Naruto to just fuck him. He should have seen the problem in this statement. There was no possible way that he could get away with having the blond just take advantage of him without having to hear Naruto's inner moral struggle voiced out loud. It was quite irritating actually. And it was bringing Sasuke's underlying thoughts and morals up to the surface once more. Really, what -was- he doing?

Why the FUCK did Naruto have to walk the fucking RIGHT path all the time!?

"Nnh... Yes... Just shut up." He growled just as huskily at the question. Of course he was fine with it! He was the one who had initiated it in the first place! These words were quickly covered up with a loud groan however. He bit his bottom lip as he felt Naruto's finger come into contact with the letters that had still not completely healed yet. The skin there was still sensitive. "Nhhh..." Silently he looked up at Naruto, and it all came down right then. That question was what killed it. He couldn't lie. He couldn't use his friend like Itachi had used him. "I-... I didn't get a tattoo..." He murmured. "Itachi. Itachi did it. He..." Sasuke had never shown his discontent about anything to Naruto. But now it really didn't matter. He wanted to get out his anger and sadness somehow, and if the blond wouldn't fuck him, he'd just tell Naruto what happened. The boy drew his hands up to grab at Naruto and draw the other closer, but this embrace was not sexual. It was purely needy and afraid. "He punished me Naruto. He's a bad man... You should leave. Or else he might hurt you too." It was only after he said these words did he realize that if Naruto left he would be alone once more with Itachi.​
 
Naruto knew that sticking to his morals would only prevail over lust and anything else sinful. He doubted Sasuke really wanted this, and it really didn't take a genius to realize that he was just emotionally needy, but was covering it up with his sexual desires. So when Sasuke proceeded to spill his discomforts to him, the blonde only listened intently and bent over the bed to fetch the other's boxers for him, his own temptation to fuck his best friend evaporating as quickly as it had come. For a minute, he couldn't believe his ears when Sasuke confessed to him that Itachi had been the one to brand him like this, then it all made sense. His raven-haired friend looked so miserable, terrified, and broken. Naruto was speechless for the remainder of the time, then cautiously, he embraced the other boy with as much love as he could muster and comfortingly nuzzled his lips against the other's shoulder, hoping that his consolation would be helpful. Now, he felt horrible. Ssauke was being treated like a caged bird with no free will of his own whatsoever. He was owned- branded. Naruto found himself hating the older Uchiha for torturing Sasuke like this ... it only made him grit his teeth and seethe in anger. " It's all right, Sasuke ... I'm here, 'kay ? " he murmured, rubbing the other's back in an awkward manner.

That was until Itachi's voice spoke up from the open doorway of the room. He'd been eavesdropping, of course, and hadn't made his appearance until Sasuke broke out into a fit of confessions- right in front of him. The two teenagers were too rallied up in their own personal feelings for each other to notice Itachi leaning against the hinges of the door, his arms crossed over his shoulders and an expression of disappointment obvious on his face. " Bad man ? Is that all you could come up with, otoutou ? Why won't you tell him instead of the cold, hard truth ? That you've been a bad boy ? " he grinned, making his way over to yank the blonde off of him easily. Now that Sasuke was uncovered, he kept his eyes peeled for Naruto possibly lashing out at him, then tugged his brother up by his hair, harshly slapping his face to the side right afterwards. " You made it clear yourself that you were mine. " he deviously smirked, flicking his chin lightly in Naruto's direction, " Or were you only using him to sate your sexual desires ? "​
 
It was that exact attitude that Sasuke admired so much. He knew that Naruto was strong, much stronger than he could ever be. He would always be a prisoner to his brother, to the fact that he wasn't strong enough to defeat his brother, and now he was a prisoner physically as well. Yes, he'd come along willingly, but with everything psychological going on under the surface it was really questionable if he was in his right mind. It was something akin to Stockholm Syndrome. That, and years and years of being neglected and mentally abused. Sometimes even physically. So really, was Sasuke to blame for any of his actions? In Itachi's eyes, of course he was. He'd deserved it all along. It was surprising though, that he found so much consolation in telling Naruto. Not because of the reaction he got from Naruto, because that was undoubtably awkward, but because of the fact he was admitting it. Even after the few words from his best friend and the awkward rubbing of his back, Sasuke hadn't realized that there was somebody else in the room. He really should have, because he'd grown so used to Itachi's presence as of late.

The second before Itachi spoke, when his brother took a breath, he knew that he was there. And the words that came out were completely humiliating. His head shot to the side, and for a second he moved to push Naruto off, but in just a few moments after the blond would be thrown off of him. Sasuke leaned up with a growl when Itachi so carelessly tossed Naruto to the side. There was nothing he could do about that however, because Itachi was on him like flies on shit. A yelp left his kiss bruised lips as Itachi slapped him, and he avoided looking at Naruto. To be thrown out into the spotlight like that in front of one of his closest friends was terrifying. Especially when it was something so taboo and frightening they were speaking of. "I was not... I am not..." He was at a loss for words. "You've brainwashed me!" He growled, raising an arm to harshly grab Itachi's that was holding onto him. "You hurt me..."​
 
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