{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 shifted a little, then nipped and bit his way up her belly, hand deliberately stopping shy of her breast.

[bunsofsteel]

She let out a small sound, muscles twitching beneath each bite as she tensed in anticipation -- then let out a dissatisfied whine when the expected hand doesn't touch her breast, opening her eyes to glance down at him.

[youngesthokage]

He had an excellent cloth barrier, but that didn't stop him from leaning higher up on his knees, biting up toward the edge of his hand as he folded her knee to her chest to get closer.

[bunsofsteel]

She was starting to regret wearing this dress, especially with Itachi completely nude before her. The bites would ruin the fabric, but she couldn't bring herself to make him stop, too curious and aroused to make him stop. "You're... teasing me again, Itachi-sama..."

[youngesthokage]

"Well, you said to -surprise- you." He leaned back to let the cloth drop and looked up at her.

[bunsofsteel]

She looked back at him and kicked out with her foot, aiming to catch him in the shoulder. "I didn't say stop."

[youngesthokage]

"True, you didn't." He leaned up, nuzzling just above his fingers, nosing her breasts through the cloth but nothing more. His other hand, the one not under the dress, gave lazy passes from backside to thigh.

[bunsofsteel]

Impatiently, she arched her back against the wall, trying to push her breasts more firmly against him. The gentle passes along her thigh were soothing though, calming her down from her earlier orgasm.

[youngesthokage]

He nuzzled in, then shifted slightly to the side, pressing his arousal along her leg as he rubbed his cheek on her.

[bunsofsteel]

She felt him against her leg and tried to pull her other leg back away from his shoulder, realizing that she could never keep her balance if she tried to use her leg against him. "Itachi-sama~" she murmured, drawing her leg up and around in a shameless display of her own flexibility, "Can I move away from the wall, now~?"

[youngesthokage]

He made a little noise, then eased back from her. "Of course."

[bunsofsteel]

It takes a moment to find her footing, then she grinned as she moved over to take a seat atop the desk, pushing a few scrolls carelessly to the floor. One hand beckoned Itachi close again. "More comfortable, hm~?"

[youngesthokage]

He pondered a moment, then finally pushed to his feet before he padded over to her, hands sliding along her thighs as he neared. "Perhaps."

[bunsofsteel]

"For me." Her grin widened as she reached for him, leaning up and in to run her lips over his shoulder and bite hard at the muscle there, tugging his skin with her teeth. "Don't tell me you're tired already, Itachi-sama~"

[youngesthokage]

He gasped, eyes fluttering shut. "When did I say anything like that?"

[bunsofsteel]

She released his shoulder to give the injured area a long, slow lick. "You've stopped moving."

[youngesthokage]

"Maybe I'm looking for something to... spur me." He leaned down and nuzzled the cloth of her dress.

[bunsofsteel]

She extended a leg and brushed it over his hip, grinning up at him all the while. "Maybe you should be the one on the desk then, hm~?"

[youngesthokage]

"Well, then why didn't you put me there, mmm?" He cocked his head to the side, leaning down so his hair tickled her thigh.

[bunsofsteel]

She leaned up and dragged her nails over his shoulders with another playful grin. "In that case, let me up~"

[youngesthokage]

"Am I really keeping you down?" He arched into her hands with a low noise, smirking, just a little.

[bunsofsteel]

She arched an eyebrow and made to wiggle out from under him, intending to stand.

[youngesthokage]

He made a little noise, but shifted his weight so he could be pushed aside.

[bunsofsteel]

Huh, she'd kind of thought he'd resist. Instead, she pushes herself up to her feet and plants a hand in the center of his chest, digging her nails in just above his solar plexus. "Oh the desk for me, Itachi-sama," she purrs, stepping in to try to force him back.

[youngesthokage]

He made a little noise, resiting the push, just a bit, but she managed once that small resistance was gone. "All the way Tenten?"