It's just that kind of day.

[youngesthokage]

The lure of sleeping in after the night before had been intense, and thus it was more than understandable that when the other two went off to tend to things like sparring and shopping, Itachi had instead burrowed himself more deeply under the covers. He would get to these things, yes, but he was just... sleepy.

Though, he would freely admit that perhaps part of it was motivated by the fact he really just wanted to see if anyone would -let- him sleep in.

(OOC: Not just for his housemates. Those willing to come drag him out of bed who know where he lives are welcome too. Even if just by way of banging on the door.)

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[youngesthokage]

The sheer... bewilderment of her attempt relaxed him, and he laughed softly, turning his head into the tug. "Mmm, not exactly."

He stretched a little. "But if you're telling me to get undressed I'll of course do as you say."

[bunsofsteel]

"Then what, then?" She puffs out a cheek and doesn't let go of his hair, instead shifting under the blankets to force him to his back and straddle him, not intending to let him up until he explained. "Don't even start with that until you tell me what you want!" To reinforce that, she grabs the hem of his pants lest he start trying to wiggle out of them.

[youngesthokage]

His eyes went a bit lidded at her actions and he stared up at her, reaching to trace his fingers up the back of her hand and arm where she had a grip on the material. "That. Press me to do what you want. Tell me and don't let me distract you out of whatever you decide. -Play- with me. And if I don't listen, well, you'd be well within rights to punish me for not behaving."

[bunsofsteel]

Her hand comes free of his pants as she frowns, still at a loss as to how to properly go about something like that. It's not a dissatisfied frown, though, it's a thoughtful one as she tries to figure it out.

...There's a thought. Her lips immediately quirk up in a grin as she starts to shift off him with an idea in mind, then pauses. "Wait... is something like this okay to do without Sasuke...?"

[youngesthokage]

"I don't see why not." It was a murmur, his eyes never leaving her. "Though you're welcome to pass it along if you wish. It's up to you."

[bunsofsteel]

She lets out a soft hum and plants both hands on his chest. "Then stay here. No peeking."

With that, she moves to get off him and move to the closet, reaching past the clothes in there to pull out a small black bag. "Let me get changed~"

[youngesthokage]

He hummed, considering the merits of disobeying so quickly... but no, much too soon for any of that, and he closed his eyes, listening instead.

[bunsofsteel]

It's a much faster process to disarm herself than when they had done it for her, and she just leaves her weapons in a neat row by the door -- though she does make sure he can hear what she's doing. Her clothes follow, abandoned in a comparatively sloppy pile near them as she changes into the red Chinese dress she'd bought at the festival. It was a far cry from tradition, though, considering the way its cut ended just below her rear. "There~" A quick tug to the ties of each of her buns, and she rakes her hands through her hair to let it fall to her shoulders.

[youngesthokage]

He turned his head slightly, listening tot he soft clinks and rustles as he hitched himself onto an elbow, eyes still closed.

[bunsofsteel]

Finally dressed, she pads back across to him and falls gently to her knees near his head, both hands coming back to play with his hair. The silk of the dress threatened to make her hair frizz, but it should be worth it~

"Keep your eyes closed," she orders lowly, slowly shifting one leg to center her weight over him; if he'd been able to use his eyes, he'd have seen immediately that she wasn't wearing her panties anymore. Both hands come to plant on either side of his head as she leans in close until her lips almost brush his. "And kiss me."

[youngesthokage]

He'd settled back flat to the bed when he'd heard her returning, and the temptation to touch was strong, so even as he leaned up to where he heard her speaking to give her the requested kiss, his fingers drifted toward where he felt the warmth of her body to ghost along the tops of her thighs.

[bunsofsteel]

She forces herself to break the kiss almost immediately, shifting her weight to slap lightly at his hands. "Don't touch! You don't want to ruin the surprise, do you? You'll like it, I promise~"

[youngesthokage]

He gave her a soft little whine, but pulled his hands away, pressing them against the covers instead, fingers spread as he leaned up, chasing the kiss now that he'd met her demand.

[bunsofsteel]

"Don't whine." Her loose hair brushes over his face as she leans down to meet him, immediately deepening the kiss with the intent of leaving him gasping. Shifting her weight again, knees against his hips she brings both hands up now to cover his eyes as she finally pulls back from the kiss, teeth tugging at his lower lip for a long moment.

[youngesthokage]

Well, his breathing definitely picked up, and he rather eagerly fed her a whimper instead as she mostly pulled off the kiss, leaning up a little against her hands on his face to get a better idea of what she was doing.

[bunsofsteel]

She keeps her hands cupped gently over his eyes as she leans down, trailing a line of hard nips at his throat, just below his jawline. "Do you want me to force you to be quiet, too~?" she murmurs there, as much a question as a tease.

[youngesthokage]

He gave a hard shiver at the question, voice a rough, low murmur. "If you want me quiet."

[bunsofsteel]

"Can you be~?" That time, it's definitely a tease as she smirks against his neck, certain he can feel the curve of her lips before she bites down again, hard enough to leave a fresh mark and tugs on that skin for a moment, too. "Itachi-sama~?"

[youngesthokage]

His breath sucked in and caught, his eyes closing tighter under her hands even as he threw his head back, managing to kill the moan that tried to escape before it did and he gave her a vaguely uncertain nod, fingers twisting tightly in the covers.

[bunsofsteel]

Her fingertips trail just lightly over his eyelids before moving back into his hair, tugging to try to persude him to prop himself up. "Itachi-sama, where's the kiss I asked for?" she all but pouts, brushing her lips over his.

[youngesthokage]

He held perfectly still at the sensation of nails at his eyes, but the second her hands moved away, he was up, pressing into the kiss eagerly as he trembled under her, breathing quick.

[bunsofsteel]

It was getting way too easy to forget what she'd started here, but after a long moment, she pulls back and lets her hands trail through his hair to pull him back to the futon. "I'm going to go train now, Itachi-sama," she purrs, shifting back to deliberately rub herself against him before trying to move to her feet. "Unless you've got a better idea~"

[youngesthokage]

It was sound that broke first, unable to keep the silence as a whine escaped him, eyes finally cracking open to show crimson as he turned his head to track her. It was fairly clear that he -wanted- to simply grab her, but his self control hadn't cracked quite that far.

[bunsofsteel]

"Hey!" In an instant, her hand is back over his eyes as she drops back down again, her fingernails biting hard into his shoulder and dragging down his inner arm to leave angry lines behind. "I said no peeking and no noise! Weren't you listening?"

[youngesthokage]

He squirmed under the action, breathing rough and fast as he nodded shakily, hands tight on the covers as he shifted a bit, his sleep pants far from comfortable currently as he arched up to the rough touch.