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- Jan 10, 2009
Naruto, as strong as Sasuke assumed him to be, was actually flung off like a thin sheet when Itachi seized him by the arm to unexpose the other boy. Honestly, the blonde hadn't expected for the older Uchiha to be so abusive, but when he properly felt the vice grip on his arm a few seconds ago and also connected it with Sasuke's horrified expression, it was obvious that his friend had been enduring tougher shit. A few times, he lashed out at Itachi, but the older man merely flung him away without much trouble, and returned to verbally ruining Sasuke with every profanity term available for degrading a person. " That's not fair ! He doesn't want this, you bastard ! " the blonde yelled, his back pressing against the headboard of the bed in slight aniticipation for what might be thrown at him if Itachi found his statement to be offensive.
Itachi managed to twist his arm free of Sasuke's little hand and held him by the hair again, now ripping away the sheets entirely to uncover his nude body for show. He deviously smirked, then brought his head closer, tilting his own in a mock gesture. " Brainwashed ? That's not the right term, otoutou. It was completely willing on your end. Completely. " he assured, his free hand rummaging through the pocket of his pants to fish out a small audio recorder. It had probably been hidden in his clothes while they were getting it on, and everything from Sasuke's moans to begs were permanently captured in the device. He wagged it in front of his little brother, then clicked 'play'. The device whirred into gear, then their voices rolled by, and it was obvious that one was Sasuke and the other Itachi. He left the recorder playing for Naruto to absorb it all in, then he kissed Sasuke as he drew his chin forward, smirking.
" Are you really going to disappoint your nii-san ? " he asked, carefully running his fingertips over his pierced nipple, then down to the burnt initials on his inner thighs, " You're mine ... "
Itachi managed to twist his arm free of Sasuke's little hand and held him by the hair again, now ripping away the sheets entirely to uncover his nude body for show. He deviously smirked, then brought his head closer, tilting his own in a mock gesture. " Brainwashed ? That's not the right term, otoutou. It was completely willing on your end. Completely. " he assured, his free hand rummaging through the pocket of his pants to fish out a small audio recorder. It had probably been hidden in his clothes while they were getting it on, and everything from Sasuke's moans to begs were permanently captured in the device. He wagged it in front of his little brother, then clicked 'play'. The device whirred into gear, then their voices rolled by, and it was obvious that one was Sasuke and the other Itachi. He left the recorder playing for Naruto to absorb it all in, then he kissed Sasuke as he drew his chin forward, smirking.
" Are you really going to disappoint your nii-san ? " he asked, carefully running his fingertips over his pierced nipple, then down to the burnt initials on his inner thighs, " You're mine ... "