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Welcome to the Mile High Club	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Welcome to the Mile High Club

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. wah wah!

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: UCHIHACEST Will there be SASUKExITACHI in this chapter? read and find out. BWAHAH

Summary: AU. Itachi is a substitute teacher at Sasuke's school. Sasuke gets insecure. Sex in classroom.

A/N: Well, since the Third chapter won't be up for a while, I decided to put an *EXTRA* in here, since this WtMHC is so Uchihacest-centric. Hmm... I thought about this when I thought about other NarutoxSasuke fics with Sasuke as the teacher... WHERE IS ITACHI AS A TEACHER?!!!

Warnings: OOC-ness, some sap...

EXTRA 01: Itachi-sensei

�I can�t wait for seventh period,� a pink haired girl crooned, giggling and burying her face in her hands. �Uchiha-san is so sexy.�
A different Uchiha scowled at her from across the lunch table. �I�d appreciate it if you didn�t say things like that about my brother in front of me,� he said stoically, but one could sense the irritation underlying his voice.
Sakura blinked up at him and stuck her tongue out. �Don�t worry,� she said coyly, �you�ll forever be my one and only, Sasuke-kun.�
Sasuke barely restrained the lunch settling in his stomach from coming back out.
An obnoxious blond � ironically his best friend � sitting beside him continued to slurp at his ramen. �Nya, Sasuke, when�s Itachi leaving, anyway?� he asked after swallowing; he�d rather consume his miso ramen than talk around the process, which would make eating that much slower. Plus, the former pissed Sasuke off, and Naruto didn�t feel like upsetting Sasuke further.
�He said that Kurenai-sensei might be back by the end of the week,� Sasuke replied. She could have returned to teaching their Chemistry class that day, but it still would have been too late for him.
Itachi had always been a bright student. He had graduated from high school three years earlier than his peers and started attending Tokyo U. at 16. Five years later, he had a Master�s degree and was working in their family�s law firm. When Konoha Academy had found itself without an 11th grade Chemistry, Calculus, and 12th grade Advanced Chemistry teacher, they had called Uchiha Itachi, who was more than capable of substituting Kurenai Yuhi. He didn�t have a teacher�s permit or a degree in education, but his stay would only be temporary and he was certain to deliver quality education.
Sasuke honestly hated having Itachi teaching for various reasons, the foremost being the lack of intimacy. Yes, they were fucking, but only since a year ago. After Itachi had graduated, their father insisted that he stay home and work at Uchiha Law as vice president. How their relationship had started was mostly due to Sasuke�s insistence that they spent more time together. Although he hadn�t meant it like that, Itachi had only acted on what they had both been feeling for a very long time.
With Itachi grading papers or reviewing the material to be taught (plus occasionally going into the office), Sasuke had been left with either no sex or his right hand, both of which were terribly unsatisfying. He didn�t think about how Itachi juggled his current life � no. He was too busy pouting, lying around naked, plotting means of seduction, and being unsuccessful in said seduction. Plus there was homework and more pouting. Itachi had only been a substitute for a week already, but they had only been able to do it three times. Once was in the car in the parking lot (which had been empty, though Sasuke was sure Kakashi-sensei had seen them if the teacher�s awkward attitude that next day had been anything to go by); the second time was at home; the third was at Itachi�s office, which had been too fast and Itachi only sucked him off while finger-fucking him (it really shouldn�t count.). Fine, so two-and-a-half times. � That was even worse.
Sasuke at least needed it twice every day. He knew Itachi needed twice as much. How the hell had they survived for so long?
He also hated all the girls sighing and ogling and (no doubt) masturbating to his brother. The whispers had started the instant Itachi had walked into the school the morning of his first day. Even the younger students paused to stare. After first period, seniors had bombarded Sasuke with unnecessary questions and gave him tons of letters to relay, which he hadn�t, of course. The attention had only gotten worse as time went on, and Sasuke was beginning to fear for his sanity�
� and Itachi�s loyalty.
Sasuke had always been confident and a bit arrogant. It wasn�t like him to doubt his appearance or his abilities, but with all the attention Itachi was getting, surely the elder Uchiha had found himself a new toy to play with on the side. Sasuke had said it so himself: Itachi was quite the sex fiend. With three days spanning since their last time, he could only wonder what his brother had done in the mean time.
Itachi had never said he loved Sasuke, nor had he promised himself to him, but Sasuke liked to believe that Itachi had said it through actions. They were simple gestures, really, such as stroking his hair or holding him tight. Itachi also made sure that Sasuke always came first; if that didn�t spell �love,� he didn�t know what did.
But on a more serious note, Sasuke was becoming more depressed than desperate for Itachi now that the latter was teaching. Though there would only be two more days until the end of the week, Sasuke feared for the worst.
�I�ll be sad when he goes,� another girl, Ino, mumbled despondently, jarring Sasuke out of his thoughts. �He�s so smart and handsome. Why haven�t you told us about him sooner, Sasuke-kun?�
�For exactly this reason,� he muttered darkly, picking up his tray as he stood. �I�m leaving.�
�Wait!� sputtered Naruto, nearly inhaling a noodle into his windpipe. �We still have ten minutes left.�
But Sasuke had already thrown away his trash and was walking out of the cafeteria. Four girls momentarily halted him at the doors, but he coldly brushed them off.

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Sasuke had his chin propped up on his hand as he randomly drew in his notebook. He was usually attentive in class and participated, but he didn�t feel like it much that day. His insecurities continued to plague him.
�Am I boring you, Sasuke?� his brother suddenly asked him coolly.
Sasuke nearly jumped. Itachi was standing in front of his desk; he didn�t know why he hadn�t noticed him sooner. He looked up at the towering figure of his brother. Itachi was wearing a black sweater with a high, loose collar that folded and hung at the base of his throat and black slacks. It had been raining earlier that day, though Sasuke didn�t know why his brother had to be so stylish at school.
The class fell silent � all eyes on the Uchiha pair.
�No, Uchiha-sensei,� Sasuke whispered almost breathlessly. For a moment, he considered rebelling and getting sentenced to detention, if only his brother would look at him like that again. It had been a while since Sasuke had received Itachi�s attention, and it was having its affects on his body again.
�Being my brother must make you think you have special privileges, Sasuke,� Itachi continued. �Stay back after class.�
Sasuke�s blood suddenly ran cold. Never had a teacher told him to �stay back,� much less publicly humiliate him in front of his peers. But he bit his tongue as Itachi walked back to the front of the class. There were whispers, but he tuned them out as he concentrated on his brother until the end of the lesson.
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�Please read chapter eight for homework.� The bell ran ten seconds after Itachi had spoken, and the students were already packing up. He sat at his desk and straightened his notes, aware but uncaring of the adoring eyes on him.
Sasuke put his books and pens away and remained seated. He didn�t know what to expect, but waited patiently. He even endured the group of girls who were deliberately taking their time and casting anxious glances at Itachi. One of them was probably going to make a move. Sasuke had seen it enough times to know the drill.
Sure enough, a cute dark haired girl placed a pink envelope onto Itachi�s desk, careful to place it in an empty spot.
�Have a good day, Sensei,� she said, scampering off towards her two friends, who had been waiting by the door. They left, giggling as the door closed softly behind them. Sasuke had to congratulate her; she hadn�t stuttered.
But he was feeling grumpy at that moment. Not only had Itachi managed to acquire another admirer, Sasuke was sitting in his seat, arms crossed and wondering what was going to happen next. After five whole minutes of silence, Sasuke spoke up.
�I�m in the soccer club.�
Itachi didn�t look at him as he replied. �I�ll write an excuse for you. Just be quiet and keep still.� The clipped tone made Sasuke feel put-off. Dejected, the younger Uchiha fell silent.
He looked out the window a row of desks away. The clouds were dark with impending rain, and he imagined Genma, the soccer coach, giving out harsh drills despite the weather. Sasuke wanted more than anything to be out there with the rest of the team than indoors with Itachi ignoring him.
Why was Itachi punishing him like this, anyway? There were far worse things Sasuke had said to a teacher without getting detention for it. With Itachi, Sasuke had just zoned out for a whole minute and his ass gets glued to the chair after school. Detention could have been Itachi simply telling their parents about his inattentiveness, but that would have been more like a tattle-tale.
Sasuke gave a small sigh and pulled out his English composition homework. He might as well use his time wisely rather than brood over Itachi�s negligence, which in turn aroused the issue of whether or not Itachi actually had someone new.
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Thirty minutes had passed when Itachi finally looked up from his papers, pencil dropping motionless onto the pile. Sasuke stopped writing and glanced at his brother questioningly. Itachi leaned back in his seat and beckoned him with a finger.
�Come here, otouto,� he said softly, dark eyes unreadable.
Sasuke complied, pouting slightly as he approached his teacher�s desk. Itachi rolled his chair back towards the blackboard and patted his lap with a soft smile. The younger Uchiha walked around the desk, heart suddenly picking up speed at Itachi�s odd display. Itachi took Sasuke around the waist and pulled him down so that he was straddling his thighs. Sasuke sighed contentedly and pressed closer into his brother�s warmth. Itachi ran his hands through Sasuke�s hair and stopped at his waist, his thumbs moving in soothing circles over the gray jacket.
�Niisan?� Sasuke whispered in confusion, lashes fluttering as those hands suddenly came around to grip his ass. Hot breath caressed his ear as Itachi leaned in.
�I�m still your teacher, Sasuke,� he said huskily and with a tone of seriousness. �Mind your place.�
�H-hai, Sensei,� replied Sasuke, rocking into Itachi�s hips. His semi-erection suddenly met Itachi�s bulge, causing him to shiver in excitement. Itachi pulled him closer, practically grinding Sasuke against him. Sasuke let out a heated moan.
�I�ve thought about this for a while,� Itachi said, rolling his hips in a way that made Sasuke�s head fall back in ecstasy. Itachi nipped at the pale column of flesh bared to him. �I�ve thought about stripping you naked in the middle of class and fucking you senseless.� He bit down on a fading mark he had left on his brother right at the nape of his neck.
Sasuke gave a sharp cry from the pain and pleasure that coursed through him. If only Itachi knew how much he had thought about the exact same thing � how he had masturbated every night to that one fantasy. He had imagined Itachi pulling him to the teacher�s desk, bending him over at the waist, yanking his pants down, and fucking him while everyone watched in fascinated horror. Itachi would pant and moan breathlessly against his ear, telling him how good he felt and that there was no one else � would never be any one else � other than him, his otouto. And Sasuke would scream and grip the desk until his knuckles turned white because Itachi was just that damn good; and he would beg for release, and Itachi would grant it eagerly.
�Aniki,� was all Sasuke could say. He felt light headed and hot as he forced himself to grind harder against Itachi, who continued to lick at his skin hungrily. �Aniki!�

Their mouths met in a flurry of passion and lust. Itachi�s tongue ravenously plundered into Sasuke�s mouth, effectively muting all the moans that would drive Itachi over the edge too quickly. Saliva ran down Sasuke�s chin as their wild kiss continued. He gripped Itachi�s sweater as he returned Itachi�s onslaught with just as much passion. Itachi broke away, panting. His fierce dark eyes bore into Sasuke�s half lidded ones.
�I need to see you cum, Sasuke,� Itachi said, turned his attention to unbuckling his brother�s belt and undoing the gray pants of his uniform. Sasuke gasped as his erection was pulled from his boxers and stood out of the fastenings of his slacks. Itachi ran his thumb against the wet slit, eliciting a groan and a plea from Sasuke. �Have you thought about it, too, otouto? Thought about my cock in you as your friends watched?�
Sasuke bit his lip, feeling his impending orgasm. He wanted to stave it off, to save it until Itachi was fucking him, but it had been too long since he had last felt his brother�s touch. �Ani-ki� Sensei. Stop� I�m gonna ��
He could feel Itachi�s eyes like fire upon his body. �Then cum, Sasuke.�
Itachi stroked him once more before he came with a lusty cry, his seed spurting out rapidly and landing on Itachi�s hand and sweater. Itachi supported Sasuke from around the waist as he brought his soiled hand up to lick it clean. He moaned in contentment at the taste of his brother, savoring the saltiness on his tongue. Sasuke watched him through narrowed, lust-filled eyes and leaned forward to taste himself. He took Itachi�s index finger into his mouth, closing his eyes and humming erotically. He heard Itachi gasp and inwardly smirked.
Together, they slowly feasted on Itachi�s hand before their mouths met in a passionate kiss once more. Itachi divested Sasuke of his jacket and unbuttoned the white dress shirt. A white undershirt was in the way, and he quickly pulled it off to bare Sasuke�s erect nipples. He circled his thumbs around them teasingly as he pulled back.
�Get on the desk.�
Sasuke complied with a shiver of loss body heat and anticipation. He sat on the cool edge devoid of papers, vaguely thinking that his brother had planned this when Itachi fell to his knees before him.
�Wha--? Ah!� Sasuke gasped as Itachi spread his legs and took his half hard cock into his mouth. Itachi worked him expertly until he was pleading for release once more. Sasuke gripped the edge of the desk as a tongue flicked beneath the head, followed by vigorous suction. Itachi peered up at his brother from behind long bangs, watching as the expressions of ecstasy played erotically across Sasuke�s face.
He pulled back just as Sasuke was about to climax, causing the latter to mewl pathetically at the loss. Itachi smirked and took off his sweater. His skin glistened slightly from perspiration, and Sasuke licked his lips. Itachi then took off his slacks and briefs, revealing his engorged erection dripping with sex.
�Aniki,� Sasuke whispered weakly, eyeing his brother�s cock with desire. He heard Itachi give a dark chuckle.
�Poor otouto,� he said, taking his erection in hand and pumping a few times. �You want it?�
Itachi could tell Sasuke was just barely hanging onto his self-control. �Yes, please,� the younger Uchiha replied. �I want it in my mouth, and then having it fuck me until you�re satisfied.� He saw Itachi�s cock twitch as more precum collected at the tip. Sasuke hopped off the desk and fell to his knees before his brother. Itachi moaned as Sasuke greedily licked the white treat away before it fell to the floor. He had missed inhaling the musky scent of his brother as well as tasting his essence. It had been much too long.
Sasuke couldn�t have possibly swallowed Itachi whole, so he took at much as he could until he felt it nudge the back of his throat. He fisted the rest as Itachi�s hand fell away, allowing Sasuke to take control. Itachi stretched to open the first drawer of the teacher�s desk, shuffling around pens and boxes of chalk to find the small tube of lubricant. Sasuke withdrew to the head and pressed the tip of his tongue into the slit, wrenching a loud groan from Itachi and more precum to leak out. Sasuke sucked at it eagerly and felt a hand clench painfully into his hair.
�Enough,� Itachi commanded huskily, watching Sasuke through narrowed eyes. �Get up and face the desk.�
Sasuke gave one last lick to Itachi�s length before obeying with shaky legs. He distinctly heard the cap snap open as he braced his hands on the cool, metal surface. Itachi moved up behind him and kicked his feet outward, spreading the younger Uchiha to his liking. Sasuke rested on his forearms as a warm, slick finger pressed against his entrance. He sighed as it penetrated him slowly and hung his head in pleasure.
Itachi quickly added another, biting his lip as he felt how tight his brother had become after days of no sex. He smirked. At least he knew Sasuke hadn�t been with anyone else.
Sasuke�s breathless moan tore Itachi out of his thoughts. Sasuke thrust back as his anal walls flexed around Itachi�s fingers, as if trying to draw them in. White flashed behind his eyes as his pleasure spot was nudged again, this time with more force.
�Uhn. Itachi��
Itachi halted his fingers, causing Sasuke to whine and wiggle his ass. �Itachi what?� he asked emphatically, thrusting his fingers in harshly. Sasuke arched his back with a sharp cry, trembling with desire.
�Itachi-sensei!� Sasuke sobbed, his head falling forward between his shoulders. �I� I need��
Itachi bent over so that his chest rubbed against Sasuke�s back. His free hand traveled up to an erect nipple to pinch. Sasuke eagerly writhed against him. �That�s pathetic, Sasuke. Should I give you a lesson in begging for my cock properly?� Itachi whispered into his brother�s ear, nipping at the pliant flesh teasingly.
�You� need this� as much as I do,� Sasuke replied accusingly between pants, turning his head slightly up to Itachi. Even as he said that, though, some of his old insecurities resurfaced.
Itachi felt his brother tense ever-so-slightly and might not have noticed it if he weren�t so focused on him. He took Sasuke�s lips in his as he continued stretching him slowly. Sasuke moaned softly when he pulled away.
�I need to hear you just as much, otouto,� he whispered, nuzzling into the back of Sasuke�s neck. He licked at the sweat collected there much like a cat would do a bowl of milk. �You know that I love��
Sasuke�s heart nearly stopped. He waited with bated breath for Itachi to finish his sentence, but it never came. He felt his brother shift behind him and a hot, wet cock pushing at his entrance. All else fled his mind as he arched his back and pushed against it, silently begging for more. Itachi gripped his hips and slid in with one, smooth thrust. Sasuke screamed as Itachi�s thick member mercilessly plunged into him.
�� that sound!� Itachi finished as he fought to still his hips. Sasuke�s scorching muscles adjusted to his entry, inadvertently massaging his erection to the point of release. He kept his eyes open and focused on Sasuke, who was trying to tilt his hips. Itachi�s hands tightened their hold as blinding pleasure raced up his spine. �Sa� suke�� He suddenly found himself speechless as he concentrated on not releasing his load prematurely.
Sasuke shivered at the raw lust laden in his brother�s voice. �Please, Itachi,� he murmured hoarsely. All the loneliness he had felt in the past few days fueled his desperation for his brother. �I have to feel you. I need to know� you still want me.� Tears welled behind his eyes and he bit his lip to stifle a sob. He was sure Itachi would pull away in disgust. Itachi had always hated it when Sasuke showed weakness or cried.
But he was surprised when Itachi withdrew and suddenly came face to face with him. Itachi�s finger pressed the bottom of his chin up and peered into his eyes. Sasuke kept himself from looking away.
�Is that what�s bothering you?� Itachi asked softly, a small smile on his face. Sasuke felt stupid and glanced away. He began to step back, but Itachi held onto his elbow firmly, halting his movement. Sasuke didn�t look at him.
�Let me go,� he said shakily, his arousal fading. He tried to ignore the pain in his chest, or the heat of Itachi�s touch, but the former won out. �Get off me, Itachi!�
Itachi tightened his grip. �Look at me,� he commanded quietly. Sasuke, for once, didn�t obey. Itachi�s eyes narrowed, though Sasuke didn�t see it. �Fine.� He roughly pulled his brother against him and kissed him forcefully, pushing his tongue between defiant lips and ravaging a protesting tongue.
Sasuke squeezed his eyes, causing unshed tears to fall down his flushed cheeks. Itachi tasted the saltiness of them on Sasuke�s lips and pulled back slightly. Sasuke eventually met Itachi�s gaze, which was soft and almost apologetic. Through his pain and doubt, Sasuke thought Itachi was trying to manipulate him again. Itachi was always good at that when he wanted something from his brother, which made Sasuke believe that Itachi had never cared about him at all.
Itachi looked as if he wanted to say something, but he instead pushed Sasuke onto the cushioned chair, the back of which banged against the chalkboard from the force. Sasuke put his hands on the plastic armrests to push himself up, but Itachi pressed a hand against his chest.
�Stay there,� he said firmly. Sasuke relaxed, but his red eyes remained wary. Itachi turned away and bent to pick up something. Sasuke caught the sight of a small bottle of lube. Itachi walked back to him and knelt on either side of Sasuke�s thighs. The chair was wide enough so that there was room on either side of Sasuke, which was occupied by Itachi�s knees.
Sasuke watched as Itachi opened the cap and poured its contents onto his hand, which had been slightly slick from previous use. Itachi tossed the bottle to the floor and used his free hand to brace himself on the back of the chair. He bent over so that his face was right beside Sasuke�s.
�And shut up for once,� Itachi hissed. Sasuke shivered as Itachi suddenly gasped. His cock, much to his dismay, hardened instantly at the sound. He could only see the expanse of Itachi�s back, but when he slumped slightly in his seat, he saw that Itachi�s oiled hand wasn�t touching a penis.
Sasuke�s heart skipped a beat. �Ita � Itachi?� he asked, watching as that hand moved rhythmically behind Itachi�s groin. �What�?�
He heard nails scratch against the wool of the chair and Itachi�s sharp intake of breath. After a while, Itachi replied, �What do you� ah� think?� He winced in pain as he added a third finger, grateful that Sasuke hadn�t been able to see it.
Sasuke clenched his fists at his side as his heart began thundering in his chest again. He panted against his brother�s shoulder as the information sank in. Itachi had never let Sasuke take him, no matter how much the younger had asked until finally giving up. Sasuke didn�t know what it meant now that Itachi would let him take him, but he wasn�t about to complain.
�L-Let me do it,� Sasuke stuttered, reaching a shaky hand underneath Itachi. He blindly found Itachi�s weeping cock and gave it a firm stroke. Itachi moaned throatily.
�Make it quick,� he replied breathlessly, withdrawing his hand from his virgin entrance. Though Itachi had had sex before Sasuke, he had never been on the receiving end. Sasuke would be the first. Itachi had honestly thought about it before, and though a high school classroom didn�t seem the most romantic place to offer himself, he considered that moment to be the right time. �Use three.�
Sasuke nodded and placed his fingers at Itachi�s slick hole. He pressed three inside slowly, unconsciously moaning at the feel of Itachi�s walls working around him. Itachi shuddered over him as he twisted his fingers and prodded at the soft muscles. Sasuke pressed further inside until he felt that nub. He smirked as Itachi panted louder.
�Good?� he asked teasingly, gaining confidence from the tremors of his stoic brother�s body. Teeth clamped harshly onto his shoulder, making him cry out in pain.
�I�m still� uhn� in charge,� Itachi bit out with poorly hidden difficulty. Sasuke nodded but smirked to himself. He pushed against that spot harder and was rewarded with another groan. He felt hot drops of cream leak onto his thighs.
�I know,� Sasuke replied, his dick painfully hard. Itachi�s slick hand suddenly wrapped around him, pumping a few times. Sasuke stopped and pulled his hand away. �How are we going to do this?� he asked, moaning softly afterwards. When Itachi stopped stroking him, he mewled in protest.
Itachi ignored him. He reached beneath the chair and pressed a lever upwards. The chair sank until something stopped it. The armrests were wide enough so that Itachi could carefully place his legs through the gaps. His feet were comfortable on the floor as he sat on Sasuke�s thighs.
�This is� difficult,� Itachi muttered, standing as much as he could. The tops of his thighs pressed against the underside of the armrests. He took Sasuke�s cock in hand and guided it to his entrance, but because of the limited height, the tip dragged along his balls and perineum, making both brothers moan in pleasure.
Once Sasuke felt his tip enter Itachi, he prevented the hips from descending. �Wait!� he gasped, staring up at Itachi. His brother gazed back at him impatiently. �Why are you doing this?� he asked softly.
Itachi grunted, ignoring the hands on his hips and lowering himself further. �Foolish brother,� he hissed through slight pain. He was bigger than Sasuke by nature, but it felt like he was being torn in two. �Just� let me ride you, got it?� He braced both hands on the armrests for leverage.
Sasuke nodded, tossing his head back as Itachi took more of him in. His brother was so hot and wet; he had to concentrate on breathing in order not to cum too soon. It felt like Itachi was pulling at his cock and squeezing it at the same time. After what felt like an excruciating hour, Itachi was fully seated.
Itachi panted as he paused for the moment, adjusting to having a cock in him. He looked up beneath damp bangs and found Sasuke with his head tilted back and eyes closed in pure rapture. Itachi leaned forward and kissed Sasuke�s neck, creating new marks. He couldn�t believe he had neglected his beautiful sibling for so long. If anyone were to be insecure, it should have been Itachi.
Sasuke gave a low mewl, coming back to the present with Itachi�s mouth on him. Their lips met in a slow dance that soon picked up in intensity as soon as Itachi started moving. Itachi braced his hands on the back of the chair as he used his legs to thrust himself upon Sasuke. Everything faded away as Sasuke started moaning and panting against him; nails raked down his back, and teeth scraped his shoulders. The burning in his loins increased as Sasuke�s swollen tip came in contact with his prostate.
�Ah fuck!� he cursed at the ceiling, occasionally crying out as he pushed himself harder and faster against Sasuke. The back of the chair banged against the board with every thrust.
Sasuke lost it. Though he couldn�t move much, he still touched and tasted every inch of Itachi�s body. He gripped Itachi�s wet cock, his hand nearly coated with precum as he began to stroke it.
�Ride me, aniki,� Sasuke murmured hotly against Itachi�s collar bone. He felt rather than heard Itachi�s groan of approval. �Fuck yourself harder!�
Itachi felt his erection throb painfully before his world shattered in a flash of white. His cum came in hot, thick spurts all over Sasuke�s neck and chest. He was vaguely aware that he had screamed his orgasm, too, if that aching in his throat was anything to go by. Sasuke found his release a moment after with a sharp gasp, as if too overcome by the experience to fully make any sound. Itachi fell against Sasuke, basking in the afterglow of great sex after three days. Not to mention, his brother�s cum felt warm inside of him.
Sasuke wrapped his arms around Itachi waist and pulled him closer with a satiated sigh. He ignored the sticky mess running down his torso as he rested his forehead against Itachi�s shoulder, closing his eyes. He felt like he wanted to cry again, if only because of what had transpired moments ago. Strong hands brushed through his wild hair, and he moaned in appreciation.
Suddenly, there was a harsh tug to the roots of his scalp. �Ouch!� Sasuke cried, glaring up at the offender. Itachi just glared right back at him.
�That�s for being rude,� Itachi muttered darkly, referring to Sasuke last comment. His pink cheekbones colored further to a deep red. Sasuke grinned and ran his hands down Itachi�s back.
�But you liked it,� he crooned teasingly. Itachi said equal � if dirtier � things to him during sex.
�Not the point.�
The younger Uchiha gazed up at his brother with love and adoration. He didn�t know why Itachi let him do this or even spend time with him at all�
Itachi noticed Sasuke�s expression and dropped a hand down to his cheek, caressing the sweaty skin. �Does this reassure you, otouto?� he asked softly. �I would never want anyone else but you. Understand?�
Sasuke nodded with a smile. �Hai, aniki.� It was times like this that let Sasuke know his brother loved him, even though Itachi wouldn�t say it.
The door creaked open and footsteps resounded in the room.
�Okay, Azuma. Let me get my lesson�� Kurenai-sensei�s voice died as she looked at the Uchihas on her chair. The two brothers evenly gazed back at her.
�Your arm�s better, Kurenai-san,� Itachi said, referring to the woman�s arm wrapped in plaster.
There was a loud �thunk� as the said cast (filled with signatures and hearts) � and wearer � hit the floor.
�Great going, niisan,� Sasuke deadpanned.
Itachi shrugged. �I don�t care if this is her classroom. She should knock first.�

Hmm... DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW LITTLE SLEEP I'VE GOTTEN?!!!
hahah. that's okay... though I'm taking summer session classes, I still have some time to kill. And I felt like pampering you guys... dunno... my mind works in mysterious ways...
Hmm... there was a TINY bit of Sasuke seme-ness... it's a taste for the next chapter. BWAHAH! I love you guys. Thanks for all the reviews.!
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