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Glue between the Cracks	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 4116 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 12
- 13
- 14
Author's note: Sorry it took me this long, I had a bit of trouble figuring out how to go about this. That said, there aren't that many chapters left anymore, so if any of you have as specific scene in mind that you want to read, let me know!
Warnings: mature content
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 13
"I – what?" was all that Itachi could think of to say.
His speech appeared to have deserted him completely, but he thought he could be forgiven for that considering the bomb that had just been dropped on him.
"Deidara's heat started this morning," Sasori repeated and while he sounded quite calm, there was still the slightest hint of agitation audible in his voice. "So we're asking if you want to come over to share it with him."
"I didn't think he would want that yet," Itachi said slowly, his fingers tightening around the ear of his mug.
Sasori snorted, sounding amused when he replied, "He definitely wants that, don't know where you got that impression from."
"I definitely want what, un?" Deidara's voice piped up in the background. "Are you making fun of me?"
"No making fun of you, just asking Itachi whether he wants to come over," Sasori answered. "I figured I should give him a call, seeing as you forgot to charge your phone last night and it's dead to the world now, I checked."
"The one time I forget to charge my phone," Deidara groused. "That could happen to everybody. So, are you coming over, un?"
Itachi blinked, a tad startled at being addressed again, but before he could reply, the blond added, "Not that we're pressuring you, un. I know this is a big step and if you don't want to, you obviously don't have to."
"Do you want me there?"
He wasn't going to lie; he had thought about how it would feel like to have sex with Deidara and with Sasori, wondering how they would go about it ever since they had shared the bed together. He actually had considered searching answers on the internet, but then had thought better of it, because what was presented on the internet didn't necessarily mean it was correct. Somehow he also had a feeling he would mostly find porn and that wasn't what he was looking for obviously.
"Stupid question, of course I want you here, un, I always want you here," Deidara huffed and he smiled, amused at the pout he could hear in the Omega's voice. He grew serious again. "But like I said, if you don't want to, you don't have to. I'm not going to be offended and Sasori won't be either."
"Glad to know I'm still included in this conversation," Sasori said dryly in the background.
"So, what do you think?" Deidara asked and for the first time he sounded slightly nervous.
"I'll be there soon," Itachi promised and when they hung up, he sat there staring at his phone for a moment longer, reeling a bit.
He definitely hadn't expected to be called today, even though Deidara had told him a few weeks ago that his heats took place at the end of each month. They had had a conversation about sex and sharing Deidara's heat, obviously, but he was still surprised that he'd been specifically called for it, figuring it would still be a bit too soon to share Deidara's heat with him.
If he was okay with it, though … Then it was time to find out whether they were compatible in this aspect as well.
Sasori opened the door dressed in a burgundy sweater and a pair of faded jeans, which admittedly took Itachi a bit by surprise. He'd expected him to look somewhat dishevelled actually, considering his mate was in heat, but while his nostrils flared and his pupils were noticeably enlarged, he appeared in control still.
Which was good, because the last thing Itachi needed was a possible fight breaking out between the two of them. When they first started out their relationship, he had had some reservations about how two Alpha would be able to be with an Omega at the same time – especially because Sasori had been together with Deidara for a lot longer so far.
A part of him – which he didn't allow to come forth often – had actually anticipated that this relationship wouldn't last long, simply because the chances of either of them growing too jealous had seemed so high.
Most of that concern had been fuelled by the fact that he hadn't known Sasori at all, while he already had a basis he shared with Deidara. Over the weeks, however, as they started to get to know each other better, sharing dates both with Deidara and without him, that worry had been assuaged somewhat. For all their differences, they did share several similarities as well, including their propensity for remaining calm where other Alpha might have lashed out.
Itachi himself had never been the stereotypical Alpha who strutted around arrogantly, picking fights with whoever they thought looked at them wrong. He'd met plenty of that kind before and hadn't been impressed by any of them. So it had been nice to discover that at least in that sense Sasori was more like him.
"You look surprised," Sasori observed, stepping aside to let him enter.
"You look remarkably well kept for someone whose mate is in heat," Itachi said dryly, slipping off his shoes and pulling off his jacket. "I figured you'd be in the room with him."
"I thought that it would be easier for you to get used to this one step at a time," Sasori replied and when Itachi stared at him, he elaborated, "You said you'd never shared a heat with someone before, so I don't want to overwhelm you now."
"What exactly are you saying now?" Itachi furrowed his eyebrows; his gaze flitting to the bedroom when the door opened at a crack, blue eyes peeking through it.
"That for now I'll be sitting this one out," Sasori smirked. "Give you some time to get used to Deidara. He can be quite demanding without you having to share your attention between two people."
"I am not!" Deidara squawked offendedly, making Sasori chuckle. "I haven't heard you complain so far!"
"You're okay with this?" Itachi asked Sasori, though the corners of his lips twitched amused when the blond man huffed.
"You really think I would tell you this if I wasn't okay with it?" Sasori raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Come on, you have to know me better by now than that."
"True, my apologies," Itachi murmured and as if the other man was a magnet, his gaze was once again drawn towards the bedroom. "Where will you be?"
"Here in the living room, calling in sick for both me and Deidara and doing some work. Call me if you need me," Sasori said and his fingers drew across Itachi's wrist suggestively before the man disappeared into the living room.
The touch, fleeting as it had been, seared his skin and he looked down, absurdly expecting to see actual physical evidence of it. There wasn't any, of course, but the caress did interesting things to his stomach and after throwing one more speculating look at the living room, he finally followed the tugging sensation which had started almost as soon as he had set foot in the apartment.
The tug led him straight to the bedroom where Deidara was waiting at the door, dressed in a simple white shirt and black pyjama trousers. The clothes smelt fresh still, not permeated with his scent, so he must have only recently changed into them. He stood there, abusing his lower lip, peeking at Itachi from beneath lowered eyelids.
He looked so innocent and shy, a sharp contrast to how confident he had sounded on the phone, and the dark haired man realised with a start that Deidara must feel just as uncertain as he felt now, both of them taking a step into the unknown.
"You said that you've never shared a heat with someone before – did you ever sleep with someone?" Deidara asked, breaking the tension loaded silence between them.
Holding blue eyes, he answered, "No, I never slept with anyone."
He had no problems confessing that, wasn't ashamed to admit that he was still a virgin. Living in the underworld had presented him with plenty of opportunities to have sex, both women and men attracted to his looks, but he'd been focused on one thing only and that was getting his revenge, paying every single last cockroach back for what they had done to his family.
If pressed to be completely honest, he would even admit that another reason why he'd never slept with someone was because Deidara had always been there in the back of his mind; a part of him wondering whether they would have worked out if he had chosen to stay.
It was hard to be interested in someone if one person was constantly on your mind after all.
Deidara licked his lips, his pupils dilating slightly. "Are you – is this okay then, un? If you – we don't have to go all the way yet if you don't feel ready yet."
"So you said, but wouldn't that make your heat uncomfortable?"
The blond man shrugged. "I'd feel a hell of a lot more uncomfortable if you feel pressured into this. It's not because I'm an Omega that you have to follow my every whim, un. You're allowed to say no." He fiddled with the edge of his sleeve, wrapping a loose thread around his finger again and again. "So, what do you think? I'm okay with whatever you want, un."
Blue eyes closed when a hand cupped his cheek and Deidara sighed softly, contently, nuzzling Itachi's palm like he was a kitten. Stroking the soft skin with his thumb, he murmured, "I wouldn't have come here if I didn't want to have sex with you. I just - " He hesitated then.
"Just what, un?" Deidara opened his eyes again, regarding him curiously even as his hands clamped down on Itachi's arms.
"Don't know how to make this good for you," he admitted honestly.
The slow, seductive smile unfurling across Deidara's lips had heat flaring up inside of him. "Don't worry, we're both going to learn a lot these next couple of days I imagine," he said huskily and tugged at Itachi's sweater. "To start with, I think we need to have less clothes on, un. Like a whole lot less."
Itachi smirked. "I think I can do that."
He'd never realised just how good Deidara smelt. His scent – fresh apple blossom, warm cinnamon with a hint of vanilla – had become even more pronounced thanks to his heat, filling Itachi's nose until he could smell nothing else but apples and cinnamon and vanilla; scents which increased the longer they were wrapped around each other.
His long blond hair was freed from the hair tie and spilt across the pillows like a shiny golden waterfall, catching the weak daylight whenever he moved. Itachi couldn't help himself and carded his fingers through it over and over again, marvelling at the soft touch, until Deidara snickered and pulled him down for a heated kiss.
"Still so obsessed with my hair, hm?" he teased, but his voice had grown breathier, his pupils expanding gradually, taking over the shimmering blue colour. His cheeks were flushed pink; a colour which ran down to his chest, where his nipples were dark red and puffy, courtesy of Itachi nibbling and sucking at them for a while, enjoying the soft, breathy moans his action elicited.
"It's beautiful," Itachi said, running his fingers across it one more time before he shifted his attention to Deidara's stomach, soft and quivering to the touch.
For a brief moment an image of Deidara swollen with his child shot through his mind; the vision so enticing it caught his breath and had him growing fully hard at once.
The Omega took notice of that immediately and he sat up, his tongue peeking out to wet his lips. "What are you thinking about?" he asked, smiling, running his hands down Itachi's chest, thumbing at his nipples before grabbing his hips.
The Alpha hesitated but the pheromones were messing with his mind and before he could think twice, he replied, "That I want to see you carrying my baby."
Apple blossom deepened at once; cinnamon growing stronger when Deidara leant forwards, his pupils fully dilated now. "God, I want that too," he breathed out, linking his arms around Itachi's neck and pressing himself closer to him. Rocking his hips against Itachi, making him hiss when their cocks brushed against each other, he continued, panting, "Thought about it since the day you asked me out, un, how cute our kid would look like. Now you, me and Sasori – we can have cute black and red haired kids and they're going to be so smart they annoy everyone with it, un."
Even though his head was positively swimming with pheromones, arousal setting him alight from within, he still had his wits about him enough to remark, "What, no blond haired ones?"
Deidara snorted, sucking the skin below his left ear in his mouth. "Please, like my blond hair gen stands a chance against red and black," he muttered and Itachi smiled.
"Not sure that's how biology works."
The blond uttered an impatient sound, climbing fully into his lap now. "Who cares about biology? Why are you even talking about biology now, un?" he whined, running his fingers down Itachi's back.
"You brought it up, remember?" Itachi shot back, hissing when Deidara started moving more urgently in his lap.
"Eugh, stop throwing my words back at me, I'm in heat, I don't even know what half of the shit is I'm saying," Deidara huffed and pulled him down with enough force that he landed on his back on the bed with Itachi hovering above him.
The Alpha managed to brace his hands against the bed on time before crushing the other man with his weight. Not that Deidara seemed particularly bothered about that, with how impatiently he was squirming underneath him.
"Itachi, I really need you in me now!" Deidara pleaded and his eyes were so blown by now, it was a miracle Itachi could still see some of the blue colour left.
"So impatient," he murmured, but it was more to tease the blond man than that he actually meant it.
A shock ran through him when his hand was abruptly grabbed and shoved between Deidara's legs and he stiffened when he felt how wet the Omega was.
Wet because of him.
Deidara had turned into this pleading, wet, squirming mess all because of him and that knowledge made him feel light-headed at the same time it had his Alpha side roaring in pride and approval.
He had done this, he had made Deidara feel this good already that he was so wet now.
"See?" Deidara panted, his eyes wild as he kept Itachi's fingers pressed against his entrance. "I need you, I need this, I want you in me, please, please, Itachi, plea- " His breath hitched audibly when Itachi slipped two fingers inside at once, marvelling at how hot and wet and tight Deidara felt around the digits.
Pushing his fingers deeper, spreading them carefully, he swallowed Deidara's low keen with a deep kiss, grunting when fingers tightened around some strands of his hair.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I need more, please, give me more, please, I need this, I need you," Deidara babbled, his inner muscles tightening around Itachi's fingers, drawing him in even further.
His fingers bumped against something smooth – the prostate, a clinical voice in the back of his mind reminded him – and Deidara's back arched and he whimpered, the sound so broken and needy that Itachi had pulled his fingers back before he realised it.
Before Deidara could protest, he pushed his legs open further, aided by a very willing blond, and he caught glowing dark blue eyes, rasping out, "You ready?"
"Yeah, go on," Deidara breathed out and his eyes snapped shut and he sucked in breath as Itachi slowly pushed forwards, breaching his Omega, his mate, for the very first time.
He went slow, maybe a bit too slow, but he was savouring the sensation, the way in which tight muscles parted for him, moulding around his cock like Deidara was made for him, and when he came to a stop, fully inside, he shivered, staring down at the blond man in wonder.
Deidara had his eyes clenched shut still and Itachi was starting to worry that he had somehow managed to hurt the blond after all, even with how slick and ready he had felt, but then the Omega opened his eyes and he was struck by the sheer intense lust he was greeted with.
Slender arms rose up, wrapped around his shoulders at the same time legs swung up and around his hips, pushing him if possible even deeper inside of him.
"God, you feel just as amazing as I thought you would, un," Deidara said dreamily, sounding half gone already.
His heat must be fully setting in now.
"You thought about this a lot?" Itachi asked teasingly, slowly drawing out, clenching his teeth when Deidara tightened his muscles almost reflexively, as if to keep him inside.
"Have you seen yourself, un?" Deidara demanded. "Yeah, I imagined it a lot! Since when is it a crime to fantasise about sex with my mate? Now, how about – oh god, yes, there!"
Itachi allowed himself to smirk, feeling incredibly pleased at being able to shut up Deidara in this way, and then started moving quicker, thrusting deep inside the blond, knowing he wouldn't be able to last long.
Not with this being his first time, not with how enticing Deidara smelt, how good he felt wrapped around him.
Not with the deep, borderline filthy kisses they shared, the sound of skin slapping, of groans and moans and high pitched mewls filling the room every time he managed to strike Deidara's spot just right.
Slipping his hand between their bodies, he wrapped his fingers around Deidara's cock and started stroking him quickly, wanting to see him climax before he would be thrown over the edge himself. Pleasure was quickly spreading through his body, filling every cell with euphoria, and he was close, so close, but he didn't want to let go, not yet, not when Deidara –
"Fuck, Itachi!" was all the warning he got before teeth buried themselves into his shoulder and Deidara screamed into his skin as he came, spilling between their stomachs.
His muscles clenched around Itachi tightly, halting him from moving, and that was all that was needed for his control to snap and he came as well, filling Deidara with his seed as he kissed him again and again, feeling like the pleasure was never ending.
When he finally dropped down next to Deidara, the both of them panting, their needs fulfilled for now, Deidara rolled onto his side and buried himself into Itachi's chest.
"Just for the record," he slurred, more asleep than awake by now, "I can't wait to have your and Sasori's babies. Just not now." He waved his hand weakly about before it fell down on the bed, next to Itachi's side.
Itachi smiled, running his hand through sweaty blond hair. "I can't wait for that to happen."
Because even though they might not have been together for that long yet, this – them together, he, Deidara, and Sasori – it felt good.
More than he ever thought he would have.
AN2: I hope this met your expectations somewhat! I'm still rather tired, so that's why this chapter took so long (and is on the shorter side). Once again, if there's a scene you still want to read, let me know and I'll see if it'll fit in the story!
Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me.
I hope to see you all back in the next chapter! Please stay safe and take care of yourselves!
Cuddles
Melissa
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