{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]

Seeing that he wasn't being looked away from, he eased back a little, within easy grabbing distance, but no longer leaning into his lover as he wandered his hands up, loosely carding his hair back as he stretched, arching. "Mmm, so -complicated.-"

[itachi_san]

"We are complicated people..." he smirked, glancing at the Hokage's hand as it ran through his hair.

[youngesthokage]

"Who shouldbe excellent with putting on shows." He flashed a smirk as he said this, trailing his fingers down along the back of his neck to his shoulder, his other hand wandering to his belly in lazy fashion, seeing if his lover followed the motion.

[itachi_san]

His eyes followed the hand motions easily.

It was actually a little bit of a struggle not to reach out and touch him the same way.

[youngesthokage]

He noticed the twitches, then stepped closer, fanning his fingers over his hip as he watched the way those eyes followed him. "Yes?"

[itachi_san]

Every pose the Hokage struck was graceful, elegant, stunningly beautiful. It was clear that Itachi was fascinated by every movement, even the small, subtle ones.

[youngesthokage]

He arched into a lazy stretch, shifting on his feet as he wandered his fingers down to brush along where he was half hard from the focused attention. "Were you wanting me to be a bit more pro-active love?"

[itachi_san]

Itachi licked his upper lip. He was turned on, not just by what he saw, but by what he imagined himself feeling.

"After all these years, I'm having trouble not being pro-active for you."

[youngesthokage]

He laughed lowly and made a low noise in his throat as he lazily stroked himself to full arousal. "You know you're more than welcome to interrupt the show."

[itachi_san]

He couldn't resist sliding off the table and strolling toward his partner. He slipped behind him, resting his chin on the Hokage's shoulder. One arm wrapped itself around his chest. The other wrapped around his waist, immediately sliding down.

Itachi didn't need to look. Over the past several years, he had come to know every inch of his partner's body by feel alone. But he did look - as their hands switched places, as he pinched the erect tip ever so gently, as the Hokage's movements became that much more enthralling.

[youngesthokage]

His break sucked in at the touch, a jolt running down his spine as he leaned into him, fingers sliding up his arm as he took an unsteady breath. Nothing stole his composure faster than being touched, after all, and that wasn't about to change. He tipped his head back to his shoulder, watching him through his lashes.

[itachi_san]

Itachi turned his head, catching his partner's eyes as his breath hitched.

"So this is what you look like, when you're excited." he kissed into the base of his neck while continuing to stroke him. Slowly and gently at first, and then a little bit harder, a little bit faster. "So very captivating..."

[youngesthokage]

He couldn't really answer properly, crying out as his back arched, eyes falling to half mast as his breathing sped up and his fingers tightened at his arm. It wasn't enough to stop him of course, but the grip was needed to hold himself up as his knees started to give out.

[itachi_san]

Itachi felt the Hokage's weight on him and he slowly lowered himself down. He kept the other man on top of him, in just the right position, giving him everything he could ever want, all at the same time.

And he saw everything, from the tremble of anticipation to the flush over his cheeks.

"You... are... perfect..." he hissed. "Perfect, in every way..."

[youngesthokage]

He hissed in sharply, but relaxed just as quickly, having perhaps been a bit overprepared in case of just this sort of celebration, and he shifted so he was resting on his knees over him, letting his lover decide their pace even as he brought a hand up to tangle in the other man's hair with a low needy whine in response to his words.

[itachi_san]

He pulled him back into a passionate thrust, holding, stroking and pleasing the partner that he adored so much. He'd never actually seen the Hokage so satisfied.

And the fact that he was the one satisfying him was all Itachi needed.

[youngesthokage]

He turned his head, begging for kisses as his noises got louder. It wouldn't take him very long at all before he hit release, not with the intellectual foreplay, but he didn't mind, instead just letting it happen.

[itachi_san]

Everything was beautiful - from the way his chest seemed to flutter as he panted to the way his throat quivered when he begged. Itachi held him tight as he kissed passionately up his neck. He muffled those noises with some of his own until both of them reached the stunning climax of their private show.

[youngesthokage]

He finally slumped back against his lover, panting as he held him tightly where he could reach, head tipped back and crimson eyes fluttered shut.

[itachi_san]

Itachi pulled away, just as breathless, just as content.

[youngesthokage]

"Love you." It was a murmur as he relaxed fully against him, clearly content to cuddle for the moment. More could come later. When they weren't in a place where the kids were liable to charge in at any moment.