{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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[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-.

[bunsofsteel]

She let out a loud, keening outcry at the sudden quick motion, grabbing him harder to keep her balance as she let him set the pace and the amount of force.

[youngesthokage]

He gathered her tight against him, moving fast and hard, pressing his face against her shoulder as he drew a harsh breath. "Yes?"

[bunsofsteel]

It took several harsh, gasping breaths for her to get enough air to answer, "Yes!" her nails clawing where she could reach, along his sides. "I-Itachi, yes!"

[youngesthokage]

The word made him positively tremble and he barely lasted a handful more thrusts, clinging tightly to her as he struggled to draw breath, sharp soft noises on every exhale.

[bunsofsteel]

It took everything she had not to groan with disappointment, forcing herself to slow and try to catch her breath, fighting back the pleasurable ache that had only gotten more insistent with their motions. Still, she glanced over his body, fingertips rubbing his skin. "Are you hurt? Are you okay?" All she wanted was to order again, but that wouldn't do any good at all.

[youngesthokage]

He nodded and arched a little into her fingers, shuddering. "Moment. A moment." He tightened his hold on her, keeping close to him. He knew himself well enough to know if they stayed put he'd be able to better oblige her. Not immediately, no, but sooner than if she backed off.

[bunsofsteel]

She didn't intend to pull away at all, brushing her lips over his cheek. "We have all day," she murmured against his skin with a breathy, quiet laugh. "Was it too much...?"

[youngesthokage]

He immediately shook his head, tilting his chin up so she could see his eyes, still crimson.

[bunsofsteel]

Her fingers trailed down as she looked to his eyes, gently brushing against one of the open cuts. A moment, as she only studied that brilliant, beautiful crimson, then pressed a tender kiss near the corner of one of his eyelids, then again near the other.

[youngesthokage]

His eyes closed with the gesture and he shivered, staying perfectly still while she touched and examined, this his breath hitched as the cut was played with.

[bunsofsteel]

She pulled her hand away immediately at the hitch in breathing and touched a bare spot on his chest again. A beat as she froze, then let out a sound of annoyance. "Itachi! You got blood all over my dress!" It was black, and starting to be soaked with her own sweat, but the darker patches where blood had seeped in were still visible. She groaned and rubbed her fingers against a spot. "Do you know how much the clothes I get like this cost?"

[youngesthokage]

He blinked, then turned his attention to it with a huff. "It can be cleaned. Just... take it off then."

[bunsofsteel]

She thumped a hand against his chest none-too-gently and puffed her cheek out in a pout. "You don't appreciate my dresses?" Even as she complained, she still shifted to reach behind her, finding the zipper and squirming to get it undone enough to tug over her head to drop to the chair behind them.

[youngesthokage]

He movements got a soft strangled noise and he took a shaky breath. "I like them very much.

[bunsofsteel]

"Then you clean it." She ran her fingernails up his chest in a gentle graze, tracing the line of his throat, then leaned in to press a kiss to the corner of his lips. "You could pick some out for me next time we go in the village, too~"

[youngesthokage]

His eyes widened a little, and his flush intensified. "As you like."

[bunsofsteel]

She nuzzled her lips gently against his cheek. "Let Sasuke pick stuff, too?" she asked before pressing in for a gentle kiss.

[youngesthokage]

"I wouldn't stop him. I'll do my best to choose things you'd like to wear."

[bunsofsteel]

"Mm..." She smiled again and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. "Are these clothes to wear around other people, or things that are just for the two of you? Itachi-sama~"