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Satiate Me	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1491 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Satiate Me

Disclaimer: I own nadda...no, I own less than nadda...I just don't own Naruto T__T

Rating: hard NC-17 for this chappy. 'cuz there's two lemons. yep! TWO lemons!!!

Pairings: GaaraxSasuke...GaaraxItachixSasuke.

Summary: umm... I don't know. Itachi finally appears, and there's some tension between him and Gaara concerning our favorite sex-slave.

Author's notes: This chapter was so hard to write! Not only 'cuz the lemons, but I had to get a plot going...bleh

Chapter 3
Sasuke was on Gaara even before he could properly close and lock the door. The Uchiha had honestly been close to going mad the entire day, and he simply could not wait one more second. Memories from the night before had kept themselves fresh in his mind, giving him an erection he couldn't touch under Gaara's command. Sasuke had been counting down the minutes until Gaara's arrival and now that they were together, he wasn't going to waste a single moment.
They kissed, their tongues battling wildly before Sasuke surrendered with a contented groan. Gaara took the opportunity to plunder into Sasuke�s mouth and taste � reclaim � every centimeter. Sasuke ran his hands up Gaara�s back and gripped the broad shoulders tightly as he suddenly began to feel dizzy. Gaara took that moment to pull away and attack the pale jaw before him.
�Uhn�� Sasuke had gotten painfully hard somewhere in the past five minutes, and he began to grind against the redhead. He dropped his hands to Gaara�s ass and pushed their hips together. Feeling the heat and the friction building between them,he decided that he wanted Gaara now � on the bed � fucking him until he couldn�t walk anymore. , much less form a coherent sentence.
Gaara pulled back just enough to divest both of them of their clothes, as his deft fingers beat Sasuke's trembling ones at the job. Gaara then threw Sasuke on the bed and attacked the dusty nipples begging for his attention. Sasuke arched off the bed as one of them was nipped and licked and utterly tortured to swollen erectness. Gaara repeated the same treatment to the other, causing Sasuke�s dick to twitch and weep heavily with envy. The sensations were too much and Sasuke swore he�d come prematurely if Gaara didn�t stop being such a sadist.
�You�re even more sensitive than yesterday,� the Kazekage observed off-handedly as he moved down to Sasuke's erection. Sasuke only gave a soft whimper in reply. Gaara's jade eyes took in the sight of the purple shaft throbbing desperately for release, then moved up to Sasuke�s flushed face. He licked his lips. �Spread your legs.� Sasuke obeyed. �Bend them.� Gaara cupped Sasuke�s ass and raised his thin hips slightly off the bed. He dragged his tongue down Sasuke�s tight balls, laving each affectionately before continuing to Sasuke's puckered entrance. Sasuke trembled in his grasp, the sounds of his pants becoming louder.
The slick muscle swirled around Sasuke's hole, coating it thickly with saliva. Sasuke gripped at the sheets and shut his eyes tightly, groaning as Gaara�s tongue penetrated the first ring of muscle. Two fingers quickly slipped in, and he impaled himself further with a gasp, thrusting in time with Gaara's hand. Soft, red hair tickled his erection and balls, the strands sticking to the cum dripping down in heavy rivulets.
Two fingers gripped the base of his dick tightly, and Sasuke gave a strangled cry of pain. He was then enveloped in wet heat and realized that Gaara was sucking him off as well as preparing him. He was torn between thrusting against the fingers or Gaara�s swirling tongue.
�Gaara, please,� Sasuke whispered, his groin aching and his body yearning for Gaara�s cock to fuck him already. �I� need�� He needn�t say more as Gaara withdrew altogether.
�Get up.� Gaara sat back as Sasuke got onto his hands and knees between his legs, facing him. Gaara leaned to kiss him slowly while laying down, causing Sasuke to loom over him. Sasuke broke the kiss, panting raggedly as he realized what Gaara was going to make him do. �That�s right, Uchiha. I want you to ride me.�
Sasuke shivered as he straddled Gaara�s hips, his entrance hovering just above Gaara�s leaking erection. He reached behind him and took hold of the rigid flesh, lowering himself as he did so. He heard Gaara hiss and glanced at him. Gaara�s main focus was on his face, his dark eyes hungrily watching Sasuke's expressions. Sasuke felt the head prod at his hole, and he slowly descended upon it. His breathing hitched, and he swore he�d come as Gaara started moving upwards, helping him.
Gaara took Sasuke's hand away from his cock, grabbed Sasuke's hips, and slammed them together. Sasuke howled at the sudden intrusion, breathing heavily as he adjusted, shifting his pelvis slightly. Gaara groaned, his back arching as he fought against the urge to thrust up into Sasuke's body. There was burning then there was pleasure then there was white hot heat. Gaara nudged his hips upwards, and Sasuke - burning with lust - abruptly rose until the tip was peeking out of him and fell again. He screamed. Gaara was so deep, and it was so good, and he wanted more�more�more.
He braced his hands on Gaara�s chest and began bouncing on the other shinobi, the rhythm fast and punishing. He continued to rock violently, causing the bed to creak and move from the force of his thrusts. Gaara kept his steadying hands on Sasuke�s hips and somewhat guided his frantic movements, his green eyes focusing on where they were connected. Gaara sat up quickly, not breaking their rhythm and kissed Sasuke. Sasuke opened his mouth desperately and hungrily sucked on Gaara�s tongue as it invaded his mouth. He wrapped his arms around Gaara�s shoulders has he felt a hand begin to pump his arousal. He gave a pleased mewl from the back of his throat and moved faster. Gaara tore his lips away with a groan and latched onto Sasuke�s earlobe.
�Ngh� Gaara�� Sasuke was burning and all he knew was that he didn�t want this feeling to stop. His thighs ached under the strain but he didn�t care. He was riding Gaara's cock like he owned it he did. Gaara was so good and sexy and powerful and� �Gaara!� he screamed as he felt teeth nip at his jaw.
�Say it again,� Gaara husked out, licking at his cheek. Sasuke felt a finger press ruthlessly against the wet slit of his cock, and he bucked, crying out something incoherent, his orgasm close� so close.
Sasuke was suddenly thrown onto his back. Gaara withdrew completely out of him, but before he could protest, both legs were propped up over Gaara�s shoulders and Gaara pushed back in, nearly causing Sasuke to black out from the sudden rush of sensations. Gaara then took two fingers and promptly had them join his cock in Sasuke�s entrance, hitting his lover's pleasure spot.
�Gaara!� Sasuke�s climax was almost painful as his cum shot out in thick streams across his chest. Gaara continued with two more thrusts before he stilled and emptied himself into Sasuke with a grunt of completion. Sasuke�s legs fell from his shoulders, and he collapsed onto the other boy , unconsciously snuggling closer.
Sasuke was hot and sticky and surely suffocating from Gaara�s weight on him. He made a half-hearted attempt to push Gaara off, but was unsuccessful. �Get off,� he grumbled hoarsely, blissfully sore and more than ready for sleep. Gaara leaned up slightly on his elbows and looked at him.
They regarded each other silently for a while. Sasuke was still in a daze, not really processing what was going on or why. Gaara�s eyes were clearing back to its familiar bright green. Sasuke then realized how beautiful Gaara was in the afterglow of sex. His skin was flushed pink. His ruby lips were full and still glistening with saliva. Red hair was tossed in different angles, jutting out almost cutely. Sasuke closed the distance between them and engaged a soft, slow kiss. Gaara remained impassive for about five seconds before responding just as gently, almost tentatively.
Sasuke didn�t know why his chest constricted with warmth and contentment from the simple contact. He brought a hand up to run his fingers through Gaara�s damp locks, deepening the kiss in the process. Gaara left his mouth with a soft moan and licked at the cooling cum on Sasuke�s skin. Sasuke turned his head to the side to grant more access.
Gaara pulled away after a while and laid beside Sasuke. Sasuke began to turn against Gaara when the redhead pulled out the sheets from underneath them. Sasuke grudgingly got under the covers but then noticed that he was the only one. Gaara had already begun to slip out. He felt the loss of warmth but forced himself to keep in his protests as he fell asleep to the rustle of clothing against skin.
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A hiss � one filled with masochistic pleasure. Sasuke�s blood boiled at the sound, and he cursed himself. He tried to will his ears deaf, to block out the erotic sighs and gasps, but they kept echoing in his mind, urging his sense of hearing sharper.
Blood � red and thick and sweet to those who had a taste for it. Sasuke�s mouth went dry at the sight, and he thirsted for a taste. He tried to wet his lips, to control his bloodlust, but his tongue wasn't satisfied. His teeth sank into his bottom lip, causing it to bleed but the taste wasn�t his brother�s � the blood that gave life to the person Sasuke hated the most. Sasuke wanted Itachi's blood more than anyone else�s, wanted to spill it, lick it, and bathe in it.
Gaara latched onto the open wound, and Itachi growled in approval, arching his back to bring himself closer to Gaara�s hungry mouth. Sasuke stood, entranced, as Gaara trailed his red-stained hands greedily down Itachi�s sides, scratching new paths for blood to breech the pale surface in its crimson glory. Their eyes met and Gaara�s seemed to invite him. �Look what I�ve given you,� they read. �Come and take him. He�s yours� and you are mine.�
Sasuke wanted to step forward, but he couldn�t bring himself to break the embrace Gaara had on Itachi. Itachi looked absolutely wanton, as if offering himself willingly to the beast that was the kazekage. His pale skin was flushed with passion; his head thrown back in complete submission. There was something sexy about how Itachi moaned with every flick of Gaara�s tongue against his skin, how he � the greatest Uchiha prodigy and leader in Akatsuki � was rendered helpless by a single touch. Sasuke wondered if he�d have the same affect on his brother. If he couldn�t beat Itachi with force, perhaps he could by using passion.
Gaara noticed Sasuke's hesitation and stopped his ministrations on the elder Uchiha, who growled at the loss. He licked along the slash on Itachi�s chest again and got up off the silk-covered bed. Sasuke watched as Gaara�s eyes zeroed in on him, his usually bright eyes now dark with lust for sex and blood. Gaara pulled him by the arm and mashed their mouths together, spreading Itachi�s blood between them. Once the crimson fluid touched Sasuke�s lips, he eagerly sucked at Gaara�s invading tongue, moaning at the taste of aniki and his demon-hosting lover together. He vaguely realized that he was already hard and pressing insistently against Gaara. He felt Gaara grin and pull away, his eyes glinting devilishly.
�I want you to help me fuck your brother,� Gaara whispered. �And if you�re good enough, I�ll fuck you next.�
Sasuke shivered at the words. The prospect of incest should have disgusted him, but he was over that when he first saw Itachi moaning like whore under Gaara; and if Sasuke wanted Gaara, he�d have to do whatever the redhead says, not that Sasuke was about to complain.
Gaara was already back on top of Itachi, two fingers stretching the missing-nin�s entrance. Sasuke approached the bed, stripping in the process. Itachi looked at him, his sharingan a brighter shade of red and glazed over with pleasure. Sasuke knelt beside him and placed a chaste kiss on his parted lips. He felt Itachi moan and suddenly respond desperately. A hand clutched at Sasuke�s hair to bring him closer, and Sasuke allowed him to dominate for the moment. After a moment Itachi broke their kiss with a soft cry, his eyes fluttering shut. Sasuke looked over and saw Gaara smirking. Their eyes met as Gaara withdrew his fingers and roughly shoved them back in. Itachi�s back arched as those digits brutally assaulted his prostate. Sasuke shifted, turning his body so that he was facing Gaara, and crawled over to kiss the redhead. Gaara responded just as slowly, his tongue thrusting into Sasuke�s mouth in the same rhythm as his fingers. The younger Uchiha let out a contented sigh when Gaara pulled away.
He noticed Itachi�s straining cock, engorged and weeping profusely. Sasuke bent down and licked at the head, gathering the precum into his mouth and spreading it around his palate to savor the taste. He dragged his tongue down the length of the erection to Itachi�s tight balls. Itachi�s hips began moving in response but a firm grip from Gaara stopped his insistent pleas. Itachi then grabbed Sasuke�s thigh and pulled it over him so that Sasuke was straddling his face. Sasuke reared back in surprise as he was suddenly spread but his gasp faded into a groan as his cock was engulphed in wet heat. Itachi beganto milk Sasuke with his mouth, determined to get him to cum then suck him dry. Sasuke braced himself on Gaara�s arms.
�Hah� hah�� Sasuke felt like his body was on fire. He steadily pressed himself further into Itachi�s mouth, but he wanted more. He looked up at Gaara pleadingly. �I� I need��
Gaara understood because he abruptly pulled away and left them for a moment. Sasuke whimpered and leaned forward to take Itachi into his mouth in hopes for a distraction. He was aware that he was mildly drooling, saliva and semen seeping passed his lips and pooling around his hand where it stroked the base of Itachi�s large arousal. He couldn�t seem to think. He only knew he needed to be fucked so he could release in excrutiating, white hot pleasure. Sasuke needed a dick in him, and he needed it now.
The kazekage came back, a dangerous look of desire overcoming his expression. �Get up, Sasuke,� he commanded, his voice husky and thick with lust. Sasuke obeyed with a slight whimper as he slipped free of Itachi's mouth, sucking hungrily for a last taste of his brother's seed. Itachi was more than a little annoyed, but before he could say anything, Gaara spoke first. �Get on your hands and knees, Itachi. I want you to suck him with that pretty mouth of yours while you use this.� He tossed a glass phallus to Itachi who caught it expertly despite his dazed condition. Sasuke crawled back to the front of the bed as Itachi turned over.
�Otouto.� It was coarse and Sasuke could only imagine why.
�Niisan,� he muttered in reply, kissing him again. Itachi let him for a while before moving lower, placing reverent licks and nips down his brother�s flawless body. He abused pert pink nipples with his teeth before tracing a path down to Sasuke�s damp erection. He motioned for Sasuke to sit more comfortably and brought the glass dildo between his spread legs. It was already slick with oil.
Gaara smirked at the sight and proceeded to brace himself behind Itachi for penetration. The elder Uchiha visibly trembled with anticipation and he quickly inserted two fingers into Sasuke while he started sucking on his heat. Sasuke gripped Itachi�s hair, mildly grinding against both Itachi�s fingers and his mouth.
Itachi was filled in one smooth thrust, causing him to groan and quickly push the phallus into Sasuke�s semi-prepared entrance. Gaara waited as the glass object strained Sasuke�s muscles as it forced its way through, fascinated with the sight. Sasuke panted and tried to relax, but it was so fucking big, it hurt! Then it brushed his prostate and he cried out, throwing his head back and spreading his legs further. Gaara smirked and pulled all the way out before pushing back in.
Itachi�s throat vibrated around Sasuke with each thrust and Sasuke wasn�t sure how much more he could handle. His hands twisted in the sheets and at Itachi�s hair desperately. Itachi held his hips down.
Gaara seemed to take pity on Sasuke because he suddenly stopped. Itachi pulled back enough to speak.
�What the fuck did you stop for?� he growled angrily. Gaara raked his nails down Itachi�s back, drawing welts to the otherwise pale surface. Itachi hissed.
�You�ll let Sasuke fuck your mouth.� Itachi�s response was cut off in a gasp as Gaara gripped his erection tightly. �Or I'll stop.�
The elder Uchiha trembled from obvious arousal. "You think I need you that badly, Kazekage?" he retored cockily over his shoulder. Gaara only grinned and only entered the head of his erection into Itachi. Itachi barely refrained himself from cursing, instead thinking of ways to drive Gaara wild.
Sasuke watched with heavy lidded eyes until they closed as Itachi sucked on his with more fervor. He gasped raggedly as the dildo pushed further into him, causing him to spread his legs farther apart. Gaara must have been affected by this because the bed started moving again with his forceful thrusts, and Itachi was groaning appreciatively around Sasuke's cock. Feeling himself nudge the back of Itachi's throat, Sasuke came harder than he thought he possibly could, blacking out and missing his lovers reach their orgasm.
000 000

He woke up with a start and swallowed thickly, his throat hurting as if he'd been screaming all night. He was hot and sweaty and the sheets were sticking to his skin from both dried and fresh cum. He threw them off and sat up, wincing as his sore lower back shifted under his weight. The scent of sex was stronger. Sasuke wrinkled his nose before heading to the bathroom.
He soaked in the tub after some serious scrubbing. His muscles were sore, and he felt so worn out, more so than his training sessions with Naruto. The scratches and bruises on his body stung in the hot water, but he quite liked the pain from the marks left by his sex god. Sasuke would have gladly become Gaara�s slave after the last two nights. He was sure no one else could make him feel so good, but his dream� why was his brother there? He should have been disgusted or infuriated, but he had wanted it. He had been turned on by the sight of his brother bleeding while being fucked by Gaara.
Coming to Sand was beginning to look like a bad idea. Sasuke had let himself become distracted twice and by one of his arch rivals, nonetheless. He could only imagine what the others would say if they found out. The one disapproval he wouldn�t be able to take would be from Naruto. The blonde was pretty accepting, and if he turned Sasuke away there was surely no hope for him left. Kakashi would more or less mind his own business, and a part of Sasuke was disappointed with that assumption. Neji would just call him some derogatory name similar to �whore� in that condescending tone with a smirk, but Sasuke would secretly take pleasure in it because he had always wanted to be fucked by the Hyuuga prodigy since the Chuunin exams (It was a miracle that Sasuke hadn�t jumped Neji before, but it was only because the rivalry and dislike between them was too strong.). Sasuke could honestly care less about any other reactions. However, the thought of his brother catching wind of it sent chills down his spine. Itachi would insult him, no doubt, and then he would proceed to screw Sasuke for the rest of his short life so that Sasuke would never forget what he truly was: a wanton slut that needed to be fucked until he passed out in order to function properly.
Perhaps Itachi�s supposed response was completely wishful thinking on Sasuke�s part, but he wouldn�t put it passed him. The elder Uchiha was quick to bring as much pleasure and torment to his little brother as he could, no matter how he did it.
If Sasuke were to explain himself, where would he start? He could blame it all on Orochimaru, but the feelings were there since before the Chuunin exams. Sasuke�s body was just as starved as his heart was for attention, and he would settle for any form of human contact, whether it be by force, indifference, or affection. Sasuke hadn�t found himself responding to girls because he wanted guys -- whatever that implied. He just knew he needed it, and he wouldn�t be satisfied until he found the one person who could give it to him. As of that moment, that person was seriously looking like Gaara, but Sasuke wasn�t too sure. There were no emotional attachments� but�
Sasuke remembered feeling possessive of Gaara during sex, but he learned that he couldn�t rely on his emotions during the height of passion. Perhaps he just wanted to keep the pleasure Gaara delivered, not necessarily the Sand-nin himself. Then again, Sasuke felt possessive over Naruto, but he had no urgent desire to be taken by the blonde (maybe it was because Naruto was his ultimate rival and Sasuke couldn't stand to lose to him in bed). They were best friends to the highest degree, and Sasuke didn�t want to jeopardize their friendship with fucking. He had lost sight of Naruto once before for too long, and Sasuke would kill himself if he had to go through it again. Kakashi was someone that Sasuke had trouble sharing (even with Naruto and Sakura!), although he didn�t understand why. Kakashi might have been like Team 7�s father and Sasuke was acting like the spoiled brat that hogged the parent, but the feeling was more than the innocent �Daddy likes me best!�. Sasuke wanted Kakashi only for himself because he couldn�t stand the fact of him dating anyone. Kakashi was only supposed to train him and spend time with him, and if any other human being got in the way Sasuke was sure to go Sharingan on their asses. He didn�t know if he wanted anything sexual with the jounin, though. Sometimes he thought about it and his thoughts were less than platonic. After all Kakashi was a handsome and powerful man. If anyone were to satisfy Sasuke it would be the pervert copy nin. Even Sakura was someone he wanted to keep close to him. She was a clever kunoichi (if only too clingy) and was devoted to him. She was much more pleasant to be around not that she had matured.
He remembered being possessive of Itachi, though Itachi (and anyone else, for that matter) would argue that it was obsession. When they were younger Sasuke had wanted nothing more than to spend at least an hour alone with his brother (much more if it were possible). Itachi had been so busy and had pushed him away even on his down time. Sasuke had hated it whenever Itachi had to go on dangerous missions or train with someone else. He had believed Itachi to be invincible, but there was still the chance that he could get seriously hurt; and Sasuke was jealous of the fact that someone else had been able to spend time with Itachi (Perhaps Sasuke�s aversion towards women had started since the day they fawned over his brother.). Even with Itachi being an S-class missing-nin who had murdered the Uchiha clan, Sasuke still wanted to follow him � his aniki.
The water had cooled by the time Sasuke frowned. His thoughts did nothing to abate his confusion, much less give him any useful answers. He got out of the bath and went into his room to find some fresh clothes. He grimaced as he looked at the mattress with several spots of cum that had leaked through, now dry. It would be fun to explain to Temari how he had wrecked the sheets and with whom, but he�d be surprised if she didn�t already know. The last time Sasuke checked, Temari had been in the house when Sasuke locked himself up in his room after he had come back the day before. Kankurou hadn�t been anywhere.
Sasuke had never been shy about anything, and if Gaara�s siblings did know about them (or had heard them, courtesy of Sasuke�s screaming) he wouldn�t deny his relationship with Gaara (if that's what it could be called). Sasuke decided not to try to label his encounters with the Kazekage. In either case he would have to face the siblings soon, and he was famished.
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Temari was humming as she cooked in the kitchen. Somehow seeing the kunoichi doing anything domestic was slightly disturbing, but women will be women, Sasuke supposed, even if they did wield large fans and packed powerful punches.
She turned, as if sensing his presence and smiled � or was it a smirk? �About time. I was beginning to think you had run away,� she said playfully before returning to her slicing of some vegetables. �I�m almost done with lunch. Be useful and cut this while I check on the noodles.�
Sasuke frowned at being told what to do (especially by a woman), but his stomach reminded him that he would need to obey Temari�s every word else it won�t be fed. He grunted and made his way over. She moved aside after he had washed his hands and went to the stove. When she opened the pot, the scent of udon invaded his senses. He cut the cabbage with equal precision, each piece with equal width.
�Isn�t it too hot out for soup?� he asked, but not necessarily complaining.
�I opted for sandwiches, but it sounded too ironic.�
He vaguely realized that it was supposed to be a joke. �Oh.� Was it just him, or was she sounding nicer? He never remembered her being so carefree but had always labeled her as �Gaara�s sister; therefore, she must be as cold and dead as he is.� But Gaara was anything but cold. He was actually very hot and very much alive, especially --
�Lighten up, Sasuke,� she said, laughing. �Don�t you want udon? I could make something else.�
�No. It�s fine.� Sasuke had finished with the cabbage and leaned against the counter as she added them in the with broth boiling beside the noodles. They stood there for a while in comfortable silence, and Sasuke forgot about his earlier concerns.
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That night was colder than most nights. Sasuke sat on the roof of the Sabaku home, looking out onto the village. It was a lot smaller than Konoha, possibly a third of the Leaf�s size, yet just as threatening. He didn�t know if he missed Konoha yet � he had been gone longer before � but he did miss certain inhabitants. Being without Kakashi in the same room took some getting used to, and the lack of Naruto�s banter should have been a relief, but he only felt lonely. He missed Sakura�s mothering, too; she had been the closest female to him after the death of his clan. Then there was the competition in Konoha that he sorely needed to fight against. He hoped Hyuuga Neji was going as insane as he was.
Sasuke suddenly shivered more from a sixth sense rather than the strong gust of wind. His eyes narrowed, the sharingan automatically rising to the surface. He peered about his surroundings carefully, searching for something he didn�t know but existed nonetheless, and saw a small burst of chakra to the north in the desert.
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�I�ve missed you, otouto.� Both the look and the voice should have freaked him out, but Sasuke remained unfazed. He glanced at the shark from the Mist village, disappointed that he was still around. Kisame grinned, his sharp teeth flashing in the moonlight. Sasuke scowled.
�What do you want, niisan?� he replied calmly, facing his brother. �I�m not ready to face you yet.� Sasuke had come to the conclusion a long time ago that he couldn�t kill Itachi ASAP. It was going to take time. His stay with Orochimaru had helped somewhat. Most of the jutsu he had learned were forbbiden and consumed too much chakra. Although Sasuke had managed to help deal the final blow to the Snake Sennin, he still needed more power. The Mangekyuu Sharingan was still out of his reach since he had refused to kill Naruto, but perhaps the other method wasn't too far from Sasuke's grasp.
Itachi smirked. �Am I not allowed to see you?�
�I have the feeling it�s not just me this time. If you�re after Shukaku, you�ll have to come back later.�
Kisame shifted, growing restless. �I need to cut him,� he said, pleading somewhat. �Come on, Itachi-san, just a little scratch.�
Itachi turned irritated eyes to his partner. �No, Kisame.�
�He�s grown so much since the last time I saw him, talking back to you and all that.� Kisame looked at Sasuke thoughtfully. �And prettier, too.�
Itachi shoved at Kisame�s shoulder, turning him and locking their eyes. The shark averted his eyes in the same instant. He had obviously grown a reflexive evasion technique against his partner�s sharingan.
�Fuck! I�m kidding!�
Sasuke felt anger radiating off of Itachi in tidal waves and smirked as Kisame had gotten what he deserved. Kisame kept his gaze downcast as Itachi gave him one last pointed glare and turned to Sasuke. Those dilated black dots were spinning and Sasuke growled, his own helpless sharingan turning in the opposite direction to counter the Tsukiyomi [1].
�You�re no fun, otouto.� If the collar were two inches lower Sasuke would swear he�d see the pout accompanying Itachi�s words. When had his brother gotten so childish?
�Leave, niisan,� Sasuke said, more firmly this time. He was bold, but he still knew his brother could kick his ass. �We�ll finish this later.�
Itachi�s eyes narrowed, all pretense gone. �I�ve waited far too long, Sasuke. Don�t you dare tell me to wait another moment.�
The younger Uchiha opened his mouth to reply but Itachi pulled out a kunai and threw it with frightening strength and accuracy. Sasuke was barely able to dodge the weapon by summoning his Sharingan. The blade nicked his right cheek before embedding itself against the tree trunk behind him. Was Itachi trying to kill him now? The distraction gave Itachi the opportunity to physically attack his brother. Sasuke was more than frustrated when he found himself on the ground with Itachi�s familiar body over him. Though the gap in their differences had shrunk, Itachi would always be two steps ahead of him.
Sasuke�s hands were trapped where Itachi held them but didn�t struggle. A knee wedged itself between his legs and he hissed, images of his dream flashing before his eyes. Itachi smirked and bent to lick at Sasuke�s bloody cheek.
He inhaled deeply. �I can smell him on you, Sasuke.� His voice was murderous, causing Sasuke to shiver. �What have I told you about only belonging to me?� The knee pushed up and Sasuke moaned, arching his back despite his mental protests.
�I� don�t belong to you, Itachi,� he ground out through clenched teeth. Itachi took Sasuke�s exposed jaw and kissed where he could reach. When Sasuke moaned as his lips came across bite marks Itachi let out a feral growl and bit over the bruise, eliciting a scream of pain and arousal out of his brother�s throat. Itachi licked the new wound possessively.
He pulled back and looked into Sasuke�s dazed, crimson eyes. �I�m going to erase every memory of his touch. Then I�m going to kill him for taking you.� Sasuke wanted to protest, but Itachi�s ravenous mouth came crashing down on his, and he was helpless to resist.
Their tongues slid passionately against each other, slowly but hungrily. Sasuke moaned as he clutched at Itachi�s shoulders. Itachi ran his hands greedily over Sasuke�s ass and rubbed his thumbs against his hot, clothed entrance. Sasuke�s hips responded automatically by thrusting in time with Itachi�s digits. They broke apart for air.
�Ngh� aniki�� Sasuke whimpered, feeling lightheaded and oh-so hot. �Aniki�� He knew he was pleading, but for what, he wasn�t so sure.
Itachi kissed his neck and nipped at his earlobe. �What do you want, Sasuke?� he asked, his voice deep and laced with desire. Sasuke�s dick throbbed painfully. �Come on. Tell oniisan.�
Somewhere in Sasuke�s dirty, incoherent mind, something told him that this wasn�t right, no matter how good it felt. He remembered more of his dream; of Itachi naked and moaning like a whore for Gaara, and of Itachi�s eager mouth milking him for cum.
It took all of Sasuke�s strength to throw Itachi off of him. He sprang to his feet, panting and eyeing his brother warily. Itachi, on all fours, looked no better; his sharingan, slightly visible underneath his bangs, were nothing short of menacing. If Sasuke had thought they were murderous before, they were now outright livid. Frustration, desire, and fury all mixed together to make the eyes of Uchiha Itachi. Itachi licked his lips, as if trying to catch the last traces of Sasuke there.
A rush of adrenaline and power overcame Sasuke as he looked down on his brother, whom he had never seen in such a position (in real life) before. He wanted to demand something of Itachi in that moment, such as �crawl on your knees and suck me,� or �let me fuck you.� Sasuke didn�t know what had suddenly caused the two brothers to switch roles, but he quickly figured that he liked it. He wanted to see his dream come true.
Well, there was one more thing added to his list of ambitions.
�Get up, niisan,� Sasuke commanded, authority foreign on his tongue. �Or I�ll give you something to do while you�re down there.� He smirked in satisfaction as Itachi slowly got to his feet. The aura of homicidal intent grew stronger.
�I told you I would not wait another minute, Sasuke,� he said darkly. Sasuke figured this meant more than just sex to Itachi. �And I tell you what to do, otouto. Not the other way around.� The warning in Itachi�s voice made Sasuke shiver in anticipation rather than worry him.
�You're wasting time,� he replied. His body grew hot once again under the scrutinizing gaze of his brother and from the heat of arousal. �Punish me.�
Itachi was quick to react. Sasuke barely had the time to read Itachi�s moves before he was slammed against a tree and kissed thoroughly. A moan he couldn�t suppress escaped his lips rather wantonly, and he felt Itachi smirk into his mouth. Sasuke took a kunai from the pack at his thigh, but Itachi stole it from his grasp and sliced at Sasuke�s shirt, scratching some skin at the same time. Sasuke hissed as the cold air hit his bare skin and as Itachi leaned forward to lick the thin drops of blood from his torso around the torn fabric. He could no longer hear anything except for the pounding in his ears and� were those his moans? No� though his throat was sore from gasping and mewling, he felt Itach�s chest rumbling with contentment as he fed on Sasuke�s flesh.
He felt his control slipping, but as he tried to regain control of it, Itachi was already on his knees and working his pants open. Sasuke gripped at Itachi�s hair, repeating over and over again, �Aniki�please�fuck me��
Itachi released Sasuke�s erection from its confines and took it into his mouth. Sasuke trembled, his knees threatening to give out on him. He looked down and swore he�d cum then and there. Itachi sucked and swirled his tongue like that, causing Sasuke to groan and thrust. Itachi only encouraged him by humming and pushing his hips closer until his nose nuzzled Sasuke�s pubes.
Sasuke hadn�t realized he had closed his eyes until he opened them. Through the darkness (from lack of air) framing his vision he saw a glimpse of red and green and came, screaming as he emptied himself into his brother�s mouth. Sasuke had seen Gaara, who had looked like he wanted to kill him while he fucked him senseless.
�Gaara,� he moaned pathetically, hungry for the insane Kazekage�s touch already, despite his orgasm just seconds ago. Knowing Itachi was giving him a blow job and knowing Gaara had watched them had served as the ultimate stimulation.
Gaara came closer, his hair and pale skin glowing in the moonlight. His eyes were unreadable but Sasuke had noticed they were a dark, forest green. Either Gaara was turned on or he was seriously going to murder everyone.
�Well, if it isn�t the Shukaku vessel himself.� Itachi stood, wiping his mouth and licking his fingers clean with a satisfied smirk. Sasuke fell to his hands and knees.
Gaara remained otherwise expressionless as he regarded the Uchiha brothers. Sasuke peered up from underneath his bangs and wished he knew what the Kazekage was thinking. The redhead came closer and picked up the discarded weapon three paces away where Itachi had thrown it. Gaara inspected the blade almost curiously before licking at thin traces of blood.
�It�s still warm,� he murmured.
Itachi glared, obviously displeased. �That will be the last time you ever taste Uchiha blood.�
A hint of Shukaku bled through Gaara�s eyes. �I doubt it.�
Sasuke knew this was not good.

(1) Bleh... just made that up.

buwahahah. What will happen in the next chapter? (actually, I'm already working on chapter four...)

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gack. This wasn't really what I expected... I'm just making this story harder for me !!! (sob)
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