What Can I Do For You?

Summary: Itachi Uchiha returns home to try and reconnect with the home he'd been denied for his entire life. What he doesn't expect is to be more than a little attracted to the younger brother he barely remembers.



Warnings: Incest, cursing, smut, nekos commissioned by TriggerHappyBitch



Brothers



Itachi Uchiha lifted gleaming red eyes to the massive structure before him. He recalled a childhood spent exploring the hidden corridors and ornate rooms. His parents, wealthy beyond most, had seen the potential in him early on. Not long after the birth of his brother, Itachi was sent away to be educated at the finest schools. Now at twenty-five, he found himself standing before the home he knew only from a distant dream.



After learning all he could, his parents were approached by the government. Itachi was perfect for their new organization, ROOT. He had a perfectly honed mind and body, both of which made him the ideal agent. They had readily agreed and so the last ten years of his life he’d spent under assumed names. For all intensive purposes, a spy.



News concerning the death of his parents was of little concern to him, he barely recalled more than their faces. He knew ROOT provided them with a stipend for giving him over to them. He really didn’t care. He was, however, curious of his brother.



Sasuke. His brother was barely a year old when he was shipped out to school. It had been nineteen years and yet the chubby cheeks and adoring smile remained with him. He was the reason he now stood before the gates of what could only be called home in the most basic of sences.



His ears flattened to his head. His family was one of the few of their kind who retained the feline traits of their ancestors. Ears, tails, and claws were useful tools that had slowly begun to fade from existence. It was no surprise ROOT had wanted to possess such talent. Even someone lacking in intelligence would be made of use should they possess such rare physical qualities. Itachi’s keen intellect was a very delicious bonus.



He shook his head slightly. He’d taken leave from ROOT. He’d been steadily loosing interest in their games for several years. His parents’ deaths gave him a much needed out. He would always be considered a member of ROOT, he was simply on permanent leave.



Deciding he had spent enough time recalling the past, Itachi pushed through the gates and towards the front doors. The doors swung open silently as he paused to gaze at the interior. Not much had changed in terms of decor. The house was quiet, a dark almost sinister air about it. A thump from upstairs drew his attention as he placed his bags on the floor.



A moan followed another particularly loud thump. He took the steps two at a time, pausing before a large door. The smell of sex reached his nose almost immediately, bringing a smirk to his face.



Pushing open the door, he lounged against the frame to watch the scene displayed for him. The dark haired young man, obviously his brother, growled and panted like a bitch in heat as a golden haired man pounded into him quiet roughly. He was surprised to see golden ears topping the mop of wild spikes. Tails were more common than ears in most.



His eyes drifted away from the golden man and towards his brother. Pale, almost translucent skin gleamed in the lamplight. His claws ripped and shredded the bedding as he arched so prettily beneath the other. Black ears were flat against his head and an equally black tail flicked back and forth with each inward thrust from his partner. At the pace they were going, they were sure to finish very quickly. From the smell in the room, the two had been going at it for quite some time.



Itachi contented himself to watch. He felt a tingle in his loins but pushed it aside. Sexual pleasure was something he could focus on later. For now he would simply watch. The blond must have been a very good aim, because Sasuke practically screamed with each inward motion. It was quite the arousing sight.



True to his estimation, they didn’t last very long. The blond came first with a heavy grunt. Sasuke’s hand thrust beneath him to stroke himself, finishing in moments. Itachi watched the two panting as a thought crept in his head. If he’d been the one with Sasuke, he would have made sure he was cumming long before taking his own pleasure. As quickly as the thought entered his mind, he tamped it down.



Surprised that neither had noticed him, he crossed his arms as he spoke. “While I quite enjoyed the show, Sasuke and I have some things to discuss.”



Both heads shot up. Sasuke practically screeched in indignation, lunging to his feet and grabbing a robe from the floor. His tail was flicking in a dangerous pattern. The blond grappled at the sheets, covering his own nakedness all the while blushing brightly.



“Who the fuck are you?” Sasuke hissed, his eyes flashing angrily.



“I’m hurt that you have forgotten me. Please meet me in Father’s study when you wash and dress. You stink of sex.” Itachi turned and exited the room, leaving a gaping Sasuke.



A short while later, he heard the slamming of the front door shortly before the doors of the study were thrust open. “Itachi.”



“Ah, so you do remember me. It’s amazing what children can recall.” Itachi replaced the book he’d been perusing as he turned to face his sibling.



“I don’t remember you. I just know you were the pride and joy of my parents only you never came to visit. They said you were busy but I wanted to know you.”



“You can know me now.”



“It’s too late. Why are you here?”



“I think it’s about time I settled down.”



“Find somewhere else to ‘settle down.’ I don’t want you here.”



“Tough shit. I’m the executor of their estate. That means I call the shots.”



“No way! They wouldn’t.” Itachi tossed a folder containing the will of their parents. There signed in blue ink was the signature of their parents, awarding executive duties to their oldest son.



Sasuke fumed for several minutes, before storming from the room. Itachi just smiled before setting about heading to the kitchen. The mess he found brought a frown to his face. Itachi Uchiha was a neat freak. His hair and fur were always perfectly groomed, his things always put away in their proper place. The disaster area that was the kitchen irritated his sense of order. Where were the servants he remembered as a child? The cook. The maids. The butler.



Taking a deep breath, he considered forcing answers from Sasuke but in the end, opted against it. He was in no mood to force answers from his obviously upset sibling. It was more efficient just to clean the mess himself before beginning dinner.



It took the better part of an hour to clean and organize the kitchen. Thankfully, the pantry and refrigerator seemed to be fairly well stocked. His hands moved in familiar motions as he chopped vegetables, sliced meat, and sautéed them on the stove top. The smell of food seemed pleasant enough to draw Sasuke from his room.



“What are you doing?”



“Cooking dinner. Would you care to join me?”



“Fine.”



The two sat down to a meal of beef tips and vegetables. The flavorful sauce poured over the beef was a mixture of sautéed mushrooms and onions. Sasuke ate as if it was the first real food he’d had in weeks. Itachi used the quiet moment to speak.



“Where are the servants?”



“They left. The butler was old and the cook’s mother got sick. I just didn’t bother to hire anyone else. This is really good. It’s been like six months since I’ve hand anything this good.”



“Thank you. The kitchen was surprisingly well stocked for one who doesn’t cook.”



“Yeah, stuff gets delivered at the beginning of the week. I don’t use a lot of it and it goes bad. I just throw it out.” Sasuke sat back, a hand stroking his stomach in contentment as a purr rumbled from his throat.



Itachi smiled, standing from the table. “I cooked. You clean. I don’t want the kitchen in that shape again.”



The purring stopped as a scowl took the place of contentment on Sasuke’s face. He growled, his ears going back but said nothing else as he stood to begin his chore. Itachi was slightly surprised at his willingness to clean the dishes. His brother was an interesting conundrum.



The next few weeks was a learning experience on both ends. Itachi learned to deal with his younger brother and Sasuke learned to bite his tongue around his brother. Itachi also learned to deal with the nearly nightly visits of Naruto and subsequent following of moans.



Tonight, he and Sasuke had gotten into a fight over Naruto. Itachi could see, while they seemed to do very well in the bedroom, the two were ill matched almost to an extreme. In fact, the only time Itachi saw the attractive blond was when he was heading up the stairs to Sasuke’s room. They never cuddled or watched television or went out. They fucked. That was it.



Tonight was particularly loud, Sasuke’s moans and Naruto’s grunts hitting all time highs. Now in the solitude of his room, Itachi closed his eyes to savor the sounds. Sasuke’s scent, a surprisingly earthy smell washed over him, liberally tinted with the smell of sex. He felt his claws extend as the noise rose in pitch. He knew he should be disgusted with himself for fantasizing of being the one pounding Sasuke in the mattress.



Itachi groaned low, unable to resist touching himself. Every night Naruto came, he ended up palming himself. He wanted to come with Sasuke, forcing him to stroke fast. He knew his brother was close. His screams were coming more frequently. Itachi immersed himself in the sound and scent of Sasuke. His body arched off the bed as his strokes began to take an almost frantic pace. He heard Naruto give a final grunt, his own body tightening with the knowledge of what that meant. Sasuke cried out several seconds later, causing Itachi to spill thick seed into his hand.



He knew he was depraved, so much so that he lusted for his own blood. Any sane man or woman would be desiring the tone blond. Any sane person but him, it seemed. He wiped his soiled hand with a tissue before basking in the sexual afterglow. It had been a while since he’d had a lover, male or female. Perhaps it was time. It would help get his mind off of Sasuke.



~*~



It had become their tradition to walk through the nearby park on Saturday afternoons. The pair of them drew the eyes of all they passed. Itachi was well aware of his attractiveness. His triangular ears and long black tail were a desirable commodity. They were testament to the strength of his bloodline. Occasionally one would see an individual with ears or a tail. It was nearly unheard of to possess both.



As Sasuke jogged ahead to purchase some drinks from a nearby vender, Itachi paused to assist a woman with the spilled contents of her purse. She was attractive, pastel pink hair, bright green eyes, and an adorable tail peaking out from her sweat pants.



“Are you alright?”



“Y-Yes.” she stuttered, seeming to compose herself.



“Would you like to join my brother and I for lunch? We were planning to go to a little café not far from here.” Itachi smiled, his hand brushing the small of her back as he assisted her to her feet.



“I don’t really know you…”



“Please forgive me. I haven’t introduced myself. My name is Itachi Uchiha.”



“Sakura Haruno.”



“A pleasure, now we know each other. Please join us for lunch. It will be my treat.”



“Well…I suppose.”



Itachi’s smile widened as he pressed her forward towards where Sasuke was waiting in line. He smirked as her blush intensified, it really was pretty. Sasuke seemed to detest her on the spot. “Who’s she?”



“Sasuke this is Sakura. She’ll be joining us for lunch.”



Sasuke’s scowl only grew darker. Itachi arched a brow but ignored him as he drew Sakura along towards the café. Sasuke left his place in line, following behind.



Once the three of them were seated, their orders placed, Sakura turned to Itachi. “Thank you for inviting me. I’m not usually a klutz like that.”



Sasuke snorted at the comment. Itachi frowned at his brother before turning to Sakura. “It is all my pleasure to be allowed to dine with an attractive woman such as yourself.”



The girl preened beneath the attention all the while the cloud around Sasuke grew. Each flattering comment, each gentle touch on her arm or back seemed to only feed the fire of anger brewing in the younger. His anger hit a boiling point as she leaned in to kiss Itachi’s cheek. Itachi smiled and excused himself to the restroom, leaving the two alone.



“You know he only wants to fuck you.”



She turned to Sasuke, this having been the first words he’d spoken since they’d been seated. “Pardon me?”



“Itachi, he only wants to fuck you. You will be last weeks news after he gets a taste of your cunt.”



“I’m sorry…but you have no idea what…”



“I know my brother. He will fuck you and leave you.”



“I don’t believe you.”



“Then believe this. He’s mine. If you go home with us tonight, I will do everything in my power to make your life miserable. You would be surprised at how much my brother will do for me. So, I would suggest you fuck off. Itachi doesn’t need anyone but me.”



“I…I…”



“Go on. Go find your prince elsewhere. He’s taken.”



Sakura blushed bright red before grabbing her purse. She stumbled a bit as she exited the café. Sasuke smiled, sipping his water happily, his tail swishing behind him. As Itachi approached, his eyes narrowed.



“Where’s Sakura?”



“Gone.”



“What did you say to her?”



“The truth.”



“What gave you the right to interfere in my private life?” The question was uttered so quietly, it was barely audible.



Sasuke crossed his arms and jutted his chin. He refused to answer. This only angered Itachi all the more. He tossed several bills on the table, more than enough to pay for the meals before grabbing Sasuke by the scruff of his neck. The younger cried out, fighting against the painful grasp.



“Let me go.”



“Not until we get home.”



The walk back home drew significant attention from passersby, all too afraid of Itachi to offer any help for Sasuke. This pleased Itachi greatly. He liked that he struck fear into the neighbors. He liked being in control.



“You little shit.” He practically tossed Sasuke through the front door before locking it behind them.



“She was worthless. You don’t need her.”



“What do you know about what I need. You get fucked nearly every night. You aren’t the only one with physical needs to satisfy. I’m tired of listening to it without some sort of relief of my own.” Itachi stalked to where Sasuke stood, his red eyes gleaming.



“You…I…” Sasuke stuttered, unable to tear his gaze away.



A pale hand lifted to stroke Sasuke’s neck before tightening. “Since you took away my pleasure for the evening, you will take her place.”



“Itachi…”



“I’ve heard you moaning my name as you allowed Naruto to take you. Over and over I heard my named. Do you know how arousing it is to listen to you. You are very vocal in bed.”



“I didn’t…”



“Oh, don’t deny it little brother. My ears don’t lie.” Itachi ended the statement by sinking his teeth into Sasuke’s ear, earning a groan. “That’s more like it. Now it’s time to pay the piper.”



Itachi crashed his lips to Sasuke’s. It was punishment. Punishment for making him want him so bad. Punishment for making he desire his own brother above all others. It was a very delicious punishment.



His tongue flicked out a few times, tasting the parted lips before him but never entering. Sasuke began to shift against him, attempting to draw him inside. “No. This is your punishment.”



Itachi left his lips to nip down the smooth neck before pulling away. He liked the dazed look in Sasuke’s eyes. He liked it a lot. “You let Naruto fuck you so fast. I’m going to force you to wait.”



He grabbed Sasuke’s tail, forcing him up the stairs and into his bedroom. He smirked at the annoyed look he was sent as he shoved him towards the bed. “Strip”



Sasuke immediately began tugging at his clothes, determined to get naked as quickly as possible. Itachi held up a hand. “Slowly.”



Sasuke growled before tugging his shirt over his head at a much slower pace. He watched as Itachi leaned against the wall, his tail swaying slowly back and forth. A devious smile crept across his face as he noticed the barely hidden erection in Itachi’s pants.



He licked a finger before trailing it down his chest to circle a pale pink nipple. The silver rod piercing the flesh gleamed as he flicked it a few times before moving to the other. He knew his tail was swishing with excitement he couldn’t hide.



“Your pants.”



Sasuke’s breath panted as he released the snaps before tugging them down, standing naked before his brother. He blushed as Itachi’s eyes ran over his slender, well muscled form. He knew he was attractive to look at, Naruto had mentioned it several times early on in their agreement.



“Touch yourself…slowly.”



Sasuke shuddered as Itachi’s voice poured over him. It was like a touch in itself. He couldn’t believe how arousing it was just to listen to Itachi speak. He was so hard it was nearly unbearable. He reached down to stroke himself. It had been a while since he’d touched himself for the pleasure of another. He wanted to stroke himself hard and fast, to find the relief he could almost taste.



He fell on the bed, his back arched as he continued to stroke himself, running his fingers of one hand over the tip while the other tugged at his balls. He arched, sending a pleading look towards his brother. He was so empty.



“Pretty. Now, suck.” Two fingers were pressed to his lips while another brushed his hands away from his cock. He groaned plaintively before obeying the order.



“Such a pretty, pretty little brother.” Itachi murmured, his tail flicking forward to curl around Sasuke’s erection.



His brother bowed off the bed at the touch of soft fur. The touch was so light, he could barely stand it. Each teasing stroke caused him to groan as Itachi latched onto a pierced nipple.



Saliva dampened fingers probed his rear while the tail continued to stroke him. “You’re tight.”



“Oh, God!” Sasuke moaned spreading his legs wider.



Itachi smirked, releasing the nipple from his mouth before pulling back. He liked the frustrated look washing over his brother’s face. It was time he learned how pleasurable it can be to wait.



Grasping both thighs with his hands, he pushed Sasuke’s hips upward. His entire body was balanced on his shoulders and upper back. The object of Itachi’s desire clenched tight under his gaze. “So pretty. I’m claiming this as mine.”



Sasuke groaned at the first lapping touch. He attempted to squirm away, not sure if he liked how close it was driving him to the edge of reason. He groaned, tearing at the sheet to keep some of his bearings. The wet muscle probing his entrance was preventing it. He was putty in Itachi’s hands. One hand left the bed to jerk at his arousal.



Itachi pulled back, resting the legs on his shoulders while pulling away Sasuke’s hand. “Please…I need to cum bad.”



“You will wait. It’s better when you can’t have it. Don’t touch yourself.” Itachi growled before returning to his previous task.



Sasuke cried out as a finger joined the tongue, spreading him. He bucked his hips, fucking the air. He couldn’t keep quiet as the soft tail returned to his erection. It didn’t offer enough friction to cum, merely enticing him to a higher heat.



“Don’t you like this better? The pleasure keeps going and going.” Itachi smirked, leaning up to lap at the wet tip of Sasuke’s erection, bringing forth another cry.



“Oh, God. Please. I need to cum.” Sasuke practically screamed as three fingers were pressed inside him. The slick wetness spoke of lubricant but he was too far gone to wonder when Itachi had acquired it.



“Just a little longer.” he purred, sucking the tip in his mouth while keeping Sasuke’s hips elevated.



Sasuke hissed, his mind going white as the questing fingers pressed firmly into his prostate. “Again!”



Itachi complied, pressing deep again to earn him another scream from the younger. He smirked when he felt Sasuke pressing his hips forward. He supposed he’d earned a little reward for being so delicious. Massaging the prostate, Itachi began suckling hard on Sasuke’s cock. He was so aroused, the motion had him cumming in moments, the thick seed bursting across Itachi’s tongue.



Sasuke went limp, his legs quivering on Itachi’s shoulders. The older smirked as he lowered his brother’s legs to the bed. He’d been right, he tasted delicious. Not one to allow a moment’s rest, he settled between the other’s sprawled thighs. Lowering his lips to the now limp length, he lapped at the traces of cum while his tail stroked up and down Sasuke’s leg.



Youth was on their side. Sasuke arched, his length beginning to swell once more. Each little pant and moan only stirred Itachi higher. When he felt hands reach up to tug at his ears, he shuddered. One of his erogenous zones was his ears. He loved to have them bitten, tugged, or stroked. It turned him on beyond belief.



“Turn over.” he hissed, forcing Sasuke to his hands and knees.



He loved this position. It gave him a sense of power over his partners. His fingers stroked the skin surrounding Sasuke’s tail, watching as chill bumps spread. He watched as he moaned, pushing backwards.



“Ah, you are sensitive here. I’ll remember that.” purred Itachi, pressing so that his erection ran between the pale cheeks.



“Hurry up.”



“Why?”



“Because I need you…”



“Need me for what?”



“I fucking need you to fuck me.”



Itachi smiled, pressing deep. The tightness of earlier was eased, allowing him to glide forward until he was fully sheathed. Both groaned at this point. It was hot. It was amazingly hot.



“Move…please.”



He liked the way Sasuke sounded. He should be ashamed. He was doing the forbidden. He was fucking his brother and he liked it. He’d wanted him, almost from the moment he’d seen him being fucked by Naruto. He seen him and jealousy had reared its ugly head. Sasuke was his! He would share him with no other.



Withdrawing, his breath panted in and out as he pushed back inside the heat. His lips bit at the flattened ear of his brother, his lover. The action brought a series of deep contractions around Itachi’s length. It appeared Sasuke’s ears were sensitive too.



“Do you like this? Do you like the thought of being fucked by your brother?” Each question was punctuated by a deep thrust.



“Yes!”



Itachi lift Sasuke so that he sat on his knees. Each thrust caused his flanks to flex. He stroked his hand down the sweaty skin before grabbing Sasuke’s hands, forcing them away from his erection.



Sasuke screamed out as the motions became more and more desperate. His cock bounced with each thrust. His hands struggled to reach forward, to stroke himself.



“Please…”



“Not yet…I’m not ready.”



Itachi put more force in his motions. The heat was beginning to build. It would engulf them both soon. He inched his tail forward, stroking it over Sasuke’s abdomen before wrapping it around his erection. The muscles tightened and released in a rhythmic fashion.



Sasuke jerked as if burned before screaming out, cum spurting hard from him to splatter across the spread. It continued to come with each thrust. Itachi snarled, biting down hard on Sasuke’s shoulder. The taste of blood coated his tongue as his body seized up, spurting his cum deep.



It was perhaps one of the most satisfying orgasms of his life. Sasuke collapsed in a boneless heap, not caring that he was laying in his own cum. Itachi smirked at the sight before pulling his brother to stand, leading him towards the bathroom and into shower.



The warm water cascaded over both as his brother leaned tiredly against him. He smiled wickedly as he trailed his fingers down the smooth chest. The small tufts of hair encircling pink nipples enchanted him.



“Stop…” moaned Sasuke.



“You don’t want me to stop.” Itachi purred, pressing himself to Sasuke’s back.



His brother, slightly shorter, fit perfectly against him. He bit the soaked ear before bringing his hand around to stroke the awoken arousal. He liked how responsive Sasuke was. His body seemed to want him to touch, to taste.



Sasuke tensed as his hand began fast pace. The water and soap made for slick movements. Small growls and moans escaped from the body below before he jerked, coming in spurts. Itachi brought his hand to his lips, sucking the essence from the slender digits.



Sasuke was forced to slump against the tiles, his ears and tail limp in exhaustion. Itachi pulled him close so to whisper in his ear. “I’m going to force your body to accept only me. No other will touch you. You are going to want only me. Only I may give you the release you seem to want so badly.”



Sasuke groaned as his ear was once again pulled between sharp teeth. The sound placated Itachi. He moved to towel them both off before pulling the soiled linen from the bed. Sasuke slumped against the wall as Itachi made quick work of changing the sheets.



The remainder of the day as well as the following night were spent in the bed. Sasuke was so exhausted when dawn broke across the sky, he could do nothing but collapse into a dreamless sleep.



Itachi cuddled his brother close, wanting their scents to mix. He wanted his scent to permeate Sasuke, warning others that he was taken. The events of the day soon began to take their toll and soon he too was pulled into sleep.



~*~



It was afternoon before Sasuke awoke. His body felt more used than it had ever been. A quick glance showed red eyes staring at him. He couldn’t stop the flush of pink from engulfing his body as the eyes lingered on the small bruises and bites littering his body.



“Would you like something to eat?” asked Itachi, rising from the bed.



“Yeah…Itachi…”



“What is it?”



“Nothing.”



Sasuke was silent throughout the meal. He barely touched the food, his thoughts seeming elsewhere. It was Itachi who finally broke the silence.



“Are you ashamed?"



“What? No!”



“Then why are you acting this way?”



“I forced you to take me. I…told that girl, Sakura, to leave. I practically threatened her. I didn’t want you fucking her. I wanted you fucking me.”



“I see…what about Naruto?”



“He’s…a friend. We just have sex. It doesn’t mean anything.”



“Hn. You don’t any longer. If I think he’s fucking you, I won’t ask questions. I will kill him. I suggest you remember that. I don’t share what is mine.” Itachi grabbed Sasuke’s chin, his eyes gleaming dangerously. "And you are mine."



“I…we won’t.”



“Good.”



“Itachi…you won’t leave again, will you?”



“No.”



“Good.”



Silence returned to the table, this time less uncomfortable. Both finished the meal quickly. Itachi stood to leave, pausing when Sasuke grabbed his tail.



“I’m glad you don’t share because I don’t either. If I find anyone with you, I’ll kill them.”



Itachi smirked at the determined look in his brother’s eye. He fully believed him. It warmed the cold place in his heart that had been dead for so long. It was nice being with his brother. They understood each other well.



End~