{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 squirmed under the attention, breath hitching as he whined, arching toward her mouth half with the desire to ease the pressure and half to get closer, breathing speeding to soft pants.

[bunsofsteel]

She arched above him to deny any further pressure, instead continuing to nip and tug at his skin, digging nails in over his other nipple lest it feel neglected, then pulled back to grin at him again. "Were you going to do something, Itachi-sama~?"

[youngesthokage]

He made a needy noise at her and opened his eyes when he noticed they'd fallen shut, squirming against the table. "No?"

[bunsofsteel]

That noise was a good start, but it wasn't enough. Not if he wanted her to tease him like he'd said earlier. She bit again, nails scraping against his skin. "Really, Itachi-sama~?"

[youngesthokage]

His breath shuddered in and he groaned, arching into her hands. "I... No?"

[bunsofsteel]

"No?" she repeated with another grin, raking her nails up his side again before leaning down and taking his nipple in her mouth to roughly tease it again.

[youngesthokage]

His groan sounded more haggard this time and he pressed his fingers into the desk, shifting and curling a leg up to press against her. She was, after all, straddling him.

[bunsofsteel]

It was a higher-pitched sound at the sudden press, but she didn't relent, leaving his nipple be for a moment to trail her lips further up to bite his throat, other hand's fingers toying with the slick skin she'd left behind, alternating sharp rakes with little tugs.

[youngesthokage]

He threw his head back, panting and giving her breathless, low moans as he arched his spine, trembling as he squirmed under her and tried to get closer with his hands planted on the desk.

[bunsofsteel]

Again she arched up, intentionally moving away from his body to keep at it, intending to hurt with her teeth and her nails, doing the best she could with the tools at her disposal. "Well, Itachi-sama~?" she breathed against his neck, just before biting again, leaving what would surely be a visibly brutal mark without healing.

[youngesthokage]

He jerked a little, half toward, half away from the motion as he keened loudly, hands finally leaving the desk to catch the sides of her dress and jerk her closer to him.

[bunsofsteel]

She gasped at the jerk and immediately removed her hands from his chest, reaching for his wrists to try to yank them away and slam them to the table, if he'd let her. "Itachi-sama!" she warned breathlessly.

[youngesthokage]

He whined immediately, resisting only a little before remembering himself and letting her force his hands away, leaning up to nuzzle at her.

[bunsofsteel]

Keeping her firm grip on his wrists, she tilted her head for a hard, rough kiss in response to the nuzzle, though she pulls back again almost immediately. "Beg for me, Itachi-sama~" she ordered in a harsh whisper, lips curved into a smirk.

[youngesthokage]

He followed the kiss when she pulls away from it on another whine, though when she spoke he subsided, licking his lips as he took a shaky breath. "Tenten."

It was a plea really, the way he said her name, and he shifted under her, restless and very turned on.

[bunsofsteel]

"Tenten what?" She bit harshly at his collarbone, tugging the skin there and dragging her nails up his chest, enough to start breaking skin, just barely.

[youngesthokage]

He keened, arching further as his hands flexed, unlikely to stay where they were for long. "Please!"

[bunsofsteel]

"Please what?" She dragged her nails along his body to seize his wrists again, driving them hard against the table as she bit at his upper chest. "What do you want, Itachi-sama?"

[youngesthokage]

He whined, hanging his head back and arching as he struggled to take complete breaths. "More? Please more?"

[bunsofsteel]

"More what?" More biting? She's happy to oblige, dragging her teeth across his chest to bite the flesh above his nipple, then lower, trailing her tongue down his chest to bite just below his belly button.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered, pressing up toward her lips as he rolled his head to look at her. "More you."

[bunsofsteel]

She licked his skin and trailed to his opposite hip, the one she hadn't bitten before, to leave a matching mark there. "And how would you like me, Itachi-sama~?" she all but purred, resting her cheek against his skin.

[youngesthokage]

He arched against her mouth with a keen. "Mouth, body, hands, more please."

[bunsofsteel]

Her nails carved a harsh swath down his body, tearing skin as she grasped his waist and leaned up, hovering over him. "Then take it," she growled, eyes all but sparkling as she squeezed his skin.

[youngesthokage]

The noise he made to that was -loud-, nearly a yell as his hands went to hips to yank her down to press against his erection. With how turned on he was there was no way he was lasting, but she told him to take, so he -would-.