{open} It was a beautiful morning.

[youngesthokage]

He was in a wonderful mood. He'd gotten in later than intended due to the rather long talk with his mother, which had been oddly easier with this one than the one from home ever was anymore, and by the time he'd made it home is good mood had returned and he'd settled right to bed.

Morning, on the other hand, had brought the flowers and he found himself looking out the window in curious fascination at them, mussed from sleep and somewhat bewildered.

Since when did snow bring flowers?

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[youngesthokage]

He turned the higher hand, running his fingers along the area between backside and leg and flexing his nails there, then he dipped his head and leaned to bite to the side and just above her knee.

[bunsofsteel]

She jerked slightly under the nails and the bite with a noise of pleased surprise, though she manages to control herself enough not to knee him in the face. "Don't tease, Itachi-sama."

[youngesthokage]

"But I can't reach with your pretty foot on my chest." He kneaded along her ankle and bit another spot, leaning forward to illustrate.

[bunsofsteel]

She gasped again and drew her foot back -- not far, just enough to push harder against his chest once she planted it again. "Then move my foot."

[youngesthokage]

He stroked her instep, then gently slid her foot up over his shoulder, nipping and nuzzling up her thigh as he took the granted space to move closer.

[bunsofsteel]

She let him slide her foot, hooking her knee over his shoulder and dragging her heel along his back. A beat as her eyes flutter closed under his attention, breathing picking up before she opened them and glanced down at him. Flexing her foot, she extended her leg and then drew it in for a hard kick just below his shoulder blade. "I said don't tease me, Itachi-sama."

[youngesthokage]

He made a low noise, whining as he exhaled his sharp breath. Then, he nuzzled inward to rub his cheek along her groin with a low questioning hum.

[bunsofsteel]

She shivered again, letting out a soft, pleased noise in response, then reached down to grip his hair with a sharp tug. "Itachi-sama, is this your idea of proving you deserve something?"

[youngesthokage]

He sucked in a sharp gasp and turned his head, nuzzling closer and swiped his tongue along her skin as one hand slid to cup her backside, the other petting the inside of the thigh she was standing with.

[bunsofsteel]

A higher-pitched, keening sound escaped her lips from the sudden swipe of his tongue, and she purposefully tightened her grip in his hair, tugging hard enough to hurt. "That's... that's a better start..."

[youngesthokage]

He shivered under her touch and tightened his fingers, pressing closer to give a more thorough lick, still teasing, just a bit.

[bunsofsteel]

She let out a deeper groan, resting her head back against the wall as her fingers tighten further, twisting his hair between her fingers, then let go for a better grip, grazing her nails over his scalp before taking another fistful of hair. "Itachi-sama," she breathed warningly with a sharp tug.

[youngesthokage]

He whined, then stopped teasing, plying her properly as he slid a hand up to stroke.

[bunsofsteel]

She kept her fingers tight in his hair, letting out another throaty groan and tightening her grip in his hair. Her other hand scrabbled against the wall, trying to find a spot in the smooth wood to hold on in the face of that warm, wet heat.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered,breathing picking up as he plied her with attention, clearly aiming to please as he shifted the hand not playing with her to help hold her up.

[bunsofsteel]

She whined as her breath turned into quick pants, legs starting to shake as she kept trying to hold herself up, hip aching from where her leg was up over Itachi's shoulder.

[youngesthokage]

He made sure that even if her knee buckled she wouldn't fall and sucked hard, making a positively decadent noise against her as he played.

[bunsofsteel]

Her eyelids fluttered closed as she gasped and whined, finally gathering herself enough to reach with her free hand to bite her nails into his neck and drag them up against his skin hard, even as her hips started to jerk reflexively against his mouth, in spite of her best efforts.

[youngesthokage]

He groaned, shifting to press closer to her and apply teeth, because that's entirely what she was trying for, right?

[bunsofsteel]

She barely bites back a startled scream, restricting it to a sharp hiss through her teeth as she squirmed and moaned, nails digging in harder against his neck with harsh pants. If he kept up like that, she wasn't going to be able to hold on very long at all...

[youngesthokage]

He twisted his fingers a bit more ambitiously to see if he couldn't make her react. After all, he knew she was trying to maintain control.

[bunsofsteel]

He was rewarded with another almost-scream, her weight supported nearly entirely by Itachi as she writhed under his attention, nails raking up his neck as she finally threw her head back and let go, shuddering hard.

[youngesthokage]

He slowly eased his fingers free and rubbed his cheek against her with happy little noises as he just held her.

[bunsofsteel]

She let him support her weight, eyelids fluttering as she tried to remember just why they'd started like this in the first place. Her breath came in small, panting whines as she blinked down at him, a little dazed, and only slowly relaxed her grip on his hair.

[youngesthokage]

He eased back a little, still supporting her, and peered up her body.