{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]

Her fingers stayed gentle as she kept trying to untangle it the best she could from her angle. "It's fine, really--! I'll do anything you want me to do, you know that..."

[youngesthokage]

"I want you to enjoy me." It was a murmur and he kissed along her throat.

[bunsofsteel]

"I always do." She let out a soft sound under his lips and tilted her head to give him easier access.

[youngesthokage]

"But that wasn't enjoying anymore." It was a murmur and he gave a curious lick.

[bunsofsteel]

She shivered, fingers tightening just slightly in his hair, and tilted her head further. "Mm... sorry?"

[youngesthokage]

"Mmm no. Just don't think you -have- to please me if you're not -pleased-."

[bunsofsteel]

"I don't have to, no," she agreed with a soft hum, her eyes falling closed. "But I want to."

[youngesthokage]

"But I could tell." It was a murmur as he placed more kisses.

[bunsofsteel]

"Mmm..." The kisses made her feel lazier than anything else, and she finally pulled back with a flush to try to catch his eye again. "I could... you know, use my mouth instead?"

[youngesthokage]

"Whatever you want to do." He petted her back, looking at her through his lashes.

[bunsofsteel]

She hummed quietly again, looking him in the eye before trying to shift and pull off of him. "Can I...?"

[youngesthokage]

He tightened his arms in protest, then eased off his hold. "As you like."

[bunsofsteel]

"If you like," she corrected quietly, stilling as soon as his arms tightened and brushing her thumb over his lips. "Itachi..."

[youngesthokage]

He turned his face into her hand on a questioning hum.

[bunsofsteel]

"Do you want to... um, you know, wait, or should I just... with my mouth..." Doing these things was far easier than actually talking about them!

[youngesthokage]

"You don't -need- to Tenten." He rubbed his face into her fingers, letting his eyes fall shut.

[bunsofsteel]

"Yeah, I know, but I want to!" She met his eyes to give him a mock-glare this time, thumping a hand against his chest. "I want to do what you want, for you. Please let me do that."

[youngesthokage]

He made a little noise and just nuzzled her palm, quieting.

[bunsofsteel]

"Well...?" she prompted more quietly, stroking her fingers over his lips. "Whatever you want. Anything."

[youngesthokage]

"I... I don't know. I just... I want you to enjoy me."

[bunsofsteel]

"I always do." She leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips before maneuvering to get off him again, slowly as she bit back a groan at the sensation. With the dress already ruined from blood, she just grabbed it to use the cloth to wipe him off with gentle strokes. "If... you change your mind, I can do something else, Itachi-sama."

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered and arched a little. "You're making more work for me to clean that." It was a murmur and he ran his hands down her arms.

[bunsofsteel]

"Your fault for getting it dirty in the first place~" she chided teasingly, folding the cloth again to just gently wipe the silky fabric over the head before letting it fall to the floor. "Sit in the chair so you're easier to reach~?"

[youngesthokage]

He fumbled the act of sliding off the table, not immediate getting his balance, but he finally got himself to the chair as requested, hands curling over the arms of the chair.

[bunsofsteel]

She scrambled to grab his arm and help him to the chair, almost immediately falling to her knees before him to knead her fingers against his inner thighs and press a series of small, nipping kisses up from his knee. Not wanting to tease him even more than she had already, she leaned up to close her lips over him, sucking gently to get used to the feel again.