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Glue between the Cracks	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 4117 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor make profit of it. Kishimoto owns it.

Chapter List
- 13
- 14
- 15
Author's note: Many, many apologies for basically taking a month to update this fic *winces* Aside from still being tired, I had a lot of trouble trying to figure out how to end this chapter, which is unfortunately the reason why this is so late. I forced myself to power through it tonight, so I hope it's not too awful!
Warnings: Mature content; threesome; small time skips
Chapter 14
He had apparently fallen asleep, because he was startled awake when something lightly brushed against his arm. Upon opening his eyes, he saw Sasori standing next to the bed, placing a couple of water bottles and some healthy snacks down on the nightstand.
Sasori noticed him looking and he smiled wryly, straightening out. "Sorry, thought I was quiet enough," he murmured; his eyes briefly flickering over towards the other side of the bed.
When Itachi turned his head, he discovered that Deidara was still fast asleep; his long blond hair tangled above him on the pillow. Several reddish bruises decorated his neck and his chest from when Itachi had been a tad too enthusiastic; he was sure that if he were to lift up the sheets, he'd see more of those bruises colouring the Omega's thighs.
"How long have I been asleep?" he muttered, slightly confused. He rose up and accepted one of the bottles.
The red haired man shrugged. "Not sure; don't think it has been that long, though, because Deidara is still asleep and the breaks between his heat flashes usually last around half an hour."
"Good to know," Itachi mumbled, cracking open the bottle to drink. His throat felt slightly parched and the cold water tasted refreshing when he swallowed it.
"Why do you think we figured it would be easier if you were alone with Deidara at first?" Sasori smirked, sitting down on the bed. "His heats are already quite overwhelming on their own, without an extra person added to the mix."
Dark eyes studied him carefully. "Were you planning on joining us?" Itachi asked curiously, putting the now half empty bottle back on the nightstand.
So far they had only talked about wanting to ease him into things by letting him share Deidara's heat on his own. There had been no mention of Sasori joining them afterwards and it was this particular absence that piqued Itachi's interest.
Sasori tilted his head faintly to the right. "Undecided for now," he admitted; his voice oddly neutral all of a sudden.
"And based on what would you make your decision?" Itachi raised an eyebrow, though he already had an inkling on which basis Sasori would decide.
"Based on how the participants feel about it," Sasori replied.
"Participants or participant?"
That had Sasori smirking; a gleam lightening up his eyes. "I do like how smart you are," he said and leant slightly forwards; his hand braced next to Itachi's hip. "But yes, mainly how one particular participant feels about it."
"You could just ask," Itachi pointed out dryly.
The other man studied him carefully. "I could, but I'm not sure whether you'd be open to it."
"Why wouldn't I be? Just because I haven't been in a relationship before?" Itachi shook his head. "I thought we had agreed to be open to each other?"
"Forgive me for worrying that going all in would be too much for you at this stage," Sasori snarked.
"You're forgiven," Itachi retorted dryly. "Rest assured that if I ever feel like something is too much, I'll tell you."
"Good to know. So us three together wouldn't be too much?" Sasori looked at him expectantly; hints of lust lurking in the depths of those brown eyes of his.
Now that Itachi focused more, he saw just how tense Sasori was, his body twisted towards him and Deidara, his hand stretched as closely to Itachi's hip as he dared. He was still dressed in his sweater and his jeans, but his red hair no longer looked neatly combed, but quite heavily dishevelled as if he had been running his fingers through it nonstop.
Outwardly he might appear calm, but all the little signs were present, showing that he was clearly not as unaffected as he pretended to be. Not a surprise, of course. If Itachi's head had been filled with Deidara's pheromones, it must have been worse for Sasori still, because at least Itachi had been able to do something about the sensation of being driven crazy.
Grasping Sasori's wrist, Itachi murmured, "I really wish you and Deidara would stop being so careful around me. We're a triad, no?"
Brown eyes turned half-lidded. "That's a dangerous thing to say, you know. Nothing wrong with us wanting to make sure you're at ease. We thought you might want to keep it easy for now, spend time with Deidara or me alone instead of all three of us."
"What's the point in being a triad then if we would keep doing things separately?" Itachi snorted and shook his head. He firmly but gently tugged at Sasori's wrist. "I appreciate the thought behind it, but I think I'm ready to find out how we'll work in bed together. All three of us."
"You're sure?" Sasori asked, but he was already leaning in closer, bringing his face within kissing distance.
Itachi smiled sharply. "Would I do this if I wasn't sure?" He pressed his lips against Sasori's before the other Alpha could think of a retort and smiled at the tiny gasp which escaped him, clearly surprised by Itachi's bold move.
Sasori's lips were smoother than Deidara's, less chapped; he probably wasn't such a lip biter as Deidara was. They were pliant against his for just a few seconds before Sasori surged forwards and kissed him harder; his fingers slipping through black strands and tightening around them, keeping Itachi immobile. Itachi was a tad taken aback by the sense of urgency he could practically taste in the kiss, but he didn't let it deter him, just deepened the kiss even more.
"Now that's what I call a nice sight to wake up to, un," Deidara's voice drawled from next to him. "My two hot boyfriends kissing each other. Can I join the fun, un, or do you prefer to be alone?"
He sounded both mischievous and amused, but when Itachi broke the kiss and looked at him, he was struck by the sheer hunger that was practically blasting off the Omega's face; his fingers restlessly squeezing the sheets between them.
"Told you his breaks don't last long," Sasori chuckled. "Think you can handle him again?"
"Don't make me sound like a child, un," Deidara pouted, but his pout didn't last long as he wriggled closer to the two other men. "So anything in mind specifically?"
"Or?" Sasori raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing around the corners of his lips.
"Or I can make a suggestion," Deidara smiled; his blue eyes gleaming.
"What do you have in mind?" Itachi asked; his skin rippling into goose bumps when Deidara dragged his hand lightly across his arm.
"Well," Deidara dragged out the word as he settled down on Itachi's lap, slipping one hand through Sasori's hair, scratching his scalp. "I was thinking that I could use my mouth on one of you and the other one could fuck me at the same time. What do you think about that, un?"
His pupils were visibly enlarging, his breathing quickening almost imperceptibly. Itachi could feel Deidara's cock stirring to life against his stomach and when he pressed a finger between his arse cheeks, he could feel how slick was already starting to gather, wetting the entrance, proving just how much Deidara would like to act out his fantasy.
Sasori's hands descended down on Deidara's waist, clamping him firmly for a couple of seconds before he started caressing his sides, dragging his hands up and down, flicking the Omega's nipples every time his hands reached up.
"Sounds like someone has been thinking about that fantasy a lot," Sasori murmured and caught Itachi's eyes over the blond's shoulders. "What do you think, Itachi? Want to give our Omega what he wants?"
The words 'our Omega' sent a thrill down Itachi's spine and he gripped Deidara's thighs firmly; his fingers digging in the supple flesh. He'd never considered himself to be overly possessive, but there was something about the term that sent heat racing through his veins and had him kissing Deidara fiercely before pulling Sasori closer to kiss him equally as intensely.
Deidara grinned. "I'd say that's a yes, un." He nipped at Itachi's ear, making him hiss softly, and when he pulled back, Itachi stilled at the look of dark promise Deidara favoured him with. "I'm going to blow your mind," he promised huskily.
Then Itachi knew nothing but heat and wetness and Deidara and Sasori.
He hadn't known what exactly to expect, sharing the bed with two other men. Hadn't been able to imagine the logistics involved in it. Had honestly thought that there was no way to divide the attention equally.
He had thought wrong; one of the very few times in his life he was happy to be wrong.
As Deidara took him deeper in his mouth, moaning lowly, the vibrations around his cock making Itachi clench his jaw, his fingers tightening around blond strands, he caught Sasori's heated gaze. He was behind Deidara, his right hand clamped around the Omega's hip, and every deep thrust of his sent Deidara rocking forwards; the blond so delirious with pleasure, the only thing keeping him on his knees still instead of buckling through them was Sasori's tight grip.
Sasori's free hand in the meantime was roaming across Itachi's right leg, something caressing lightly, other times running his nails down the sensitive skin. The touch shouldn't have that much impact, given how Sasori could only reach his leg at the moment, yet it sent sparks down Itachi's spine, as if an undercurrent of electricity had wriggled its way underneath his skin, making him hyper aware of every touch, every caress, every lick and suck.
"Al-almost," he hissed through clenched teeth, heat building rapidly in his lower belly, threatening to spill over at any moment now.
He reached out with his hands to cup Deidara's cheeks, momentarily stopping him, and Deidara looked up with dazed, blue eyes; the sight of which jolted the Alpha.
"You can – you can pull away," he warned him, panting, and groaned when Deidara only offered him a roguish grin.
"Like hell am I pulling away, un," Deidara retorted huskily and immediately slipped his mouth back around Itachi's cock before the man could even form a reply, making him choke on air.
Sasori smirked, bending over Deidara, so he could drag his fingers across Itachi's side. "I told you he's rather demanding."
Deidara must have tightened his muscles in response because Sasori cursed then, his free hand gripping Deidara's hip. A gasp escaped him next, his reddish hair covering his face from view when he bent his head, his jaw visibly clenching.
The combined sight of them both, of Sasori trembling through his climax, of Deidara between his legs, moaning, his head bobbing up and down, while one of his hands dipped underneath him to take care of himself was suddenly too much for Itachi.
White flashed across his vision, had him arching his back, Deidara's name tumbling from between his lips as he spilt deep in the Omega's throat; Deidara swallowing enthusiastically.
All three of them slumped down in a sweaty, exhausted pile of wayward and tangled limbs, their skin sticky and too hot. They were in desperate need of a shower, but too tired to actually get up and take one.
Itachi had never felt so good before.
"You wanted to talk?" Sasori halted in front of the bench, accepting the cup of coffee Itachi had ordered for him with a grateful nod. He sat down next to the other Alpha, taking a careful sip of the hot beverage.
"Yes, do you have some time or do you have an urgent appointment?"
Sasori shrugged, settling back against the wooden bench. "No, unless this conversation is going to take three hours, I have time. I have a meeting with a prospective client but that one isn't until four thirty anyways."
Itachi nodded, no deadlines of his own due today.
"So, what's on your mind?" Sasori inquired, snorting softly when one of the children playing on the grass field had to run after the football or risk losing it in the small lake.
Itachi had invited him over to the local park; a small area of quiet, green scenery amidst the hustle and bustle of the otherwise busy city. He'd discovered the park a few weeks ago during his weekly jog. It was Wednesday afternoon, but the cold weather kept most children out of the park, except for a small group of brave boys playing football.
"It's something I've been wondering about for a while now," Itachi started slowly.
Sasori raised an eyebrow. "Okay? What about?"
"Why did you agree to this triad?"
"We've spent a heat together, have been going out for a bit more than two months now and you're asking me that now?" Sasori remarked amused. "A bit late in the game, don't you think?"
"Be that as it may, spending Deidara's heat together has made me start wondering about it again," Itachi stated. "I know Deidara's feelings for me never completely died out – but you had no idea who I was, so why agree to a triad with someone you don't know?"
It was a question which had lingered in the back of his mind for a while now, but it had never felt pressing enough to bring it in the open; more important issues always having taken precedence. Until Deidara's heat.
Seeing Sasori acting so calm around another Alpha attending to his Omega's heat – even if that Alpha was his second partner – had brought the question to the front of his mind again. Sasori had had no reason to be okay with a triad when he hadn't known Itachi at all. He hadn't shared a class with him, hadn't spent years together with him like Deidara had done. Deidara's feelings and desire to enter a triad had been easy to understand – Sasori's reasoning not so much.
Especially because he had already been in an established relationship with Deidara before Itachi had shown up again – why be willing to open that relationship to a third one you never met before?
Instead of brooding on the question, Itachi had decided it was time to finally bring everything in the open. They had shared a heat together without any issues, so at least Sasori's feelings were genuine, but Itachi wanted to know why.
Sasori released a soft sigh, thumbing the edge of the cup lid. "Because I've always been a person who's more interested in someone's personality than their looks."
His years in the underworld had taught Itachi to deal with nonsensical answers often given to him by criminals who thought they were smarter than him. Young as he had been, he had never had any problems deciphering their cryptic riddles. Sasori's answer now, however, left him honestly stumped.
"Forgive me, but I don't understand what that has to do with agreeing to a triad," Itachi remarked; his own cup of tea forgotten for now.
"If you think Deidara never mentioned you, you're sourly mistaken," Sasori smiled. "Not that he ever made me feel like I was second best, that wasn't the case. But he told me all about how you were the smartest of the entire school, how while coming from a very affluent family you never made other people feel less about themselves. About how you were willing to accompany him everywhere, even to places that clearly weren't to your liking. How attentive and thoughtful you were, how amazing with your little brother. I think he pretty much ended up telling me your whole life story, painting this almost perfect picture of you."
He chuckled, gazing at his cup.
"I'm far from perfect," Itachi muttered, thinking how stained with blood his hands had become throughout the years. Even though those criminals had definitely deserved their fate, his hands would never be clean again.
"I know, but I liked what I was told. I felt like I knew you at least a little bit and from what I heard, I could understand why Deidara had fallen in love with you – and why he had never completely fallen out of love."
He shrugged, staring contemplatively at the sky. Light grey clouds were gathering slowly, though no rain had been predicted for today. "I've told you before: I've never been one to adhere to societal labels. I liked what I was told about you, so when Deidara admitted to me that he still felt something for you, but loved me as well and didn't want to leave me, I decided that we might as well attempt to find out whether a triad would work out."
He smirked lightly, side-eyeing the dark haired man. "You being good looking was just an extra bonus in my opinion."
"You took a huge gamble with that," Itachi commented. "People often remember others more fondly than they were."
Or deserved.
"Perhaps, I'm not going to argue about psychology with you," Sasori said. "I like taking the occasional gamble, though, and I like to think that at least this one ended up working out quite well. Don't you agree?" He held out his hand, palm up.
Itachi considered him, his remarkably open face, his calm brown eyes; watched the wind ruffle with red locks.
It was true that he had never thought he would end up in a relationship with two people, but what was life without the occasional gamble indeed?
He smiled then, resting his hand on top of Sasori's, tangling their fingers together. "Yes, I agree."
The start of April saw him in bed after dinner, shaking his head amused at the video Deidara had sent him, a compilation of cats pulling silly stunts, with the attached message 'You want to get some cats when we all move in together?'
It was perhaps still a bit too early to consider moving in together, but the implication that Deidara and Sasori were looking forward to that particular future with him had a smile tugging at his lips and warmth filling his chest.
His phone buzzing pulled his attention away from his inbox and he picked it up, quirking an eyebrow when he noticed Sasuke had texted him. His little brother had gone with Naruto and Itarou to visit Naruto's parents, staying there for a couple of days to celebrate passing another year at university. They would be back in two days and Naruto had made Itachi promise he would join them at the park then for a little family together.
As if Itachi was really going to refuse spending time with his brother, his mate and his nephew.
He opened the message and was greeted with a photo at first. The room was dark, so the picture had obviously just been taken, and it showed a sleeping Naruto, his hand resting on a tiny shirt with the message 'Please Marry My Papa' boldly displayed across the fabric.
A golden ring with a thin line of sapphires – a ring he hadn't seen in years and which had a lump forming in his throat – adorned Naruto's finger proudly.
Underneath the photo, Sasuke had written, He said yes!
Even through those three simple words, Itachi could practically hear Sasuke's awe blasting through, as if he had expected anything else but a positive reply.
"Silly otouto," he murmured, smiling.
It looked like double congratulations were in order once his family was back in the city.
His family.
Two words had never felt so great before.
AN2: I hope this wasn't too awful or too OOC *winces* Like I said, I had a really hard time working on this chapter. The next one will be the last chapter, so I hope you stick with me until the end!
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 epilogue! Please stay safe and take care of yourselves!
Cuddles
Melissa
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