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People pay me to be a bastard. How convenient.	By : drivven Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1302 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, sadly that means I do not own it and have gained nothing but personal enjoyment at writing this.

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Neji had gone into the office a little later than usual. He received concerned looks from several of his subordinates. He was moving cautiously and grimacing as if he had injured his back somehow. He was even paler than normal from lack of sleep and there were gray smudges under his pale violet eyes. His morning was productive. Everything seemed to be moving smoothly and right on schedule. That afternoon, he felt physically weak and nervous as he debated when to place the call. There was no question of whether to call or not, just when.

Ring. Ring. "Hello kitten."

He'd used his cell phone this time... how had the man known it was him?

"...."

"Kitten?" 'Tachi's voice dripped with amusement.

"....." Neji was a little irritated with the situation suddenly. 'What the hell am I doing? I don't have time for this? Do I?'

Itachi sighed into the phone as he reclined against his pillows, a book resting against his strong chest. He pinched the bridge of his nose, staving off a headache. "Kitten, you do realize that it is very rude to prank call people?" 'Especially people who drop everything to come to you, in the middle of the night, to thoroughly fuck your sweet ass.'

"How did you know it was me?" Neji asked as if accusing the man of...'what?'

Another sigh floated through the phone. "Are you always so pleasant kitten?"

"You didn't answer my question."

"No, I didn't, because it is foolish," Itachi said in a patronizing tone. "Do you think I give my cell phone number out to every man I meet? Do you think I even give it to every man I find attractive?" The last question was punctuated by the distinct sound of a snort.

"I...I don't know. I don't know you."

"Isn't that kind of the beauty of the thing, kitten?"

Neji really had no answer for that. The question made no sense.

"Where are you kitten, right now, where are you?"

"I'm standing in my office."

"And where might that be?"

Surely the man knew who he was. They obviously lived at similar social levels, even if they may not travel in the same circles "Hyuuga Corp. Headquarters. Top floor. Why?"

"Because kitten, when you least expect it, I'm going to visit you and help you deal with some of the stress that has made you 'oh so very pleasant' to talk to today," 'Tachi said in the sweetest most positively evil voice Neji had ever heard. The brunette had to sit down. That voice turned his knees to jello. "Have a good evening kitten. Get some rest," 'You'll need it,' seemed to float through the phone as Itachi hung up. It wasn't spoken out loud, but it might as well have been.

Ring. Ring.

“I'm in the middle of a meeting Aniki. This had better be about Hyuuga,” Sasuke Uchiha, his client and baby brother almost warned. Apparently Sasuke was not having a good day.

“Otouto. Do you have the dates and times you promised me?"

"Yes. I'll e-mail them to you in five minutes," Sasuke wanted to ask how things were going, but he held it back. He didn't want Itachi to know how much he really needed this. Hyuuga was getting the better of him and Sasuke hated having to admit that to his older brother even as much as he already had. If Itachi didn't get Neji out of the way and soon, Sasuke was going to miss out on this merger and beyond being humiliating, it could have a huge impact on his European interests. Opening his e-mail, Itachi had to smile at how thorough his little brother had been. He had a complete list of Neji's appointments, meetings etc. Itachi would be able to arrange liaisons with the younger man at the worst possible times.

Itachi sighed as he crawled into his bed a week later. It had been a busy week. He had definitely earned his pay. Neji was in all essence a trembling mass of lust or sated lust nearly twenty-four hours a day. Itachi had found a way to fuck or tease the man before nearly every major meeting concerning Sasuke's future acquisition. True to his own plan he had shown up at the restaurant Neji was meeting with the lawyers and investors. He'd waited for Neji to excuse himself to the restroom. Itachi followed and took the man in a stall against the door. Neji couldn't bring himself to refuse Itachi. The man made him feel far too good for rational thought to intrude.

Today when Itachi had strolled into Neji's office as if he belonged there having charmed his way past security and the young man's assistant, Neji hadn't protested at all. Itachi took him from behind for the first time. He'd bent the powerful executive over the man's own desk and fucked him the way he'd wanted to since seeing Neji's bare ass that first night. Neji was his cock slut now. The man's whole world had narrowed to how good it felt to have Itachi's big dick pounding him in the ass.

Tomorrow Sasuke would have his deal and Neji would find out after the fact. This mission would be over and Itachi would walk out of Neji Hyuuga's life forever. He had enjoyed the man. Neji was an amazing fuck and not unpleasant to be around, but this was just business after all. Itachi

It was 'D' Day and Neji was not being an obediant kitten. Itachi gave Neji an evil smirk. The man was actually trying to work while Itachi sat there ready and willing to fuck him over his desk again. 'How funny.'

Neji sat behind his big desk, on a conference call. His headset obviously got a healthy work out each day. Itachi looked up at the clock. He needed to keep the naive little kitten completely occupied for at least an hour and a half, starting within the next thirty minutes. Sasuke was finalizing his merger in an impromptu meeting then. Itachi was supposed to make absolutely sure that Neji didn't go anywhere near a phone and gave orders not to be disturbed.

Itachi was surprised at how much Neji still turned him on. Usually it took effort for him to stay even remotely interested for this long. However, Neji was just about the perfect little uke. Itachi decided to fight dirty. Neji had a real fascination, bordering on obsession with Itachi's cock. The younger man couldn't keep his eyes, hands, mouth, and ass off it. The moment Itachi's erection was exposed to the air Neji pounced on him.

Itachi stood and locked the door. Neji watched him with a worried glare. Itachi waved at him dismissively, as if to say 'go back to your work that you find so interesting'. The raven unbuttoned the dark blue shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. He laid it carefully on the back of the couch before resuming his place, lounging against the soft suede fabric. One hand slid down his chest and abs to unbutton his dress slacks. He slid the restrictive trousers along with his boxers down to his muscular thighs, releasing his solid cock. Itachi began to tease himself, lightly stroking and caressing his own shaft. Neji had stopped talking. The gorgreous raven ignored him.

The younger man sat transfixed as he watched Itachi pleasuring himself on his office couch. The conference call was finally winding down. Neji remained where he was. Itachi increased his speed and pressure just a bit, letting his orgasm build slowly. Neji's glare increased as he realized Itachi fully intended to bring himself off, right there in front of him. 'No fucking way!' If the raven was going to get off in Neji's office it would be with Neji's 'assistance'. Neji knew he was becoming unreasonably addicted to the heady feeling he got when Itachi came. Whether in Neji's hand, his mouth, or his ass; there was something beyond pleasure for Neji in knowing Itachi was cumming because of him.

Neji got off of the call as soon as possible. He dialed his assistant and told Sai that he did not want to be disturbed for any reason until he told the man otherwise. 'Tachi lay on his couch, still working his member with a triumphant smirk on his pale face. Neji actually growled as he stood and stalked over towards Itachi. Just this once he reminded Itachi more of a large feral cat than a sweet kitten. Itachi didn't think about it much. He knew that once he touched Neji, the man would be his sweet mewling little lust kitten once again.

Itachi really did enjoy the power he had over men, and Neji was the perfect example of that.'If I were a different man, a lesser man, I might just miss you kitten,' Itachi laughed in his own head. 'Like that would happen!' Neji was stripping his own clothes off even as he marched his pretty little ass over to Itachi to be used for their pleasure again.

Long well muscled legs straddled Itachi's waist. Neji's knees hit the couch mere seconds before his hand covered 'Tachi's. He didn't seek to stop its movement, his own hand slid down to cup the 'Tachi's silky sack. His other hand went to his own erection, matching 'Tachi's rhythm. Neji looked down his own body and a shiver of guilty pleasure rippled through him. He was behaving like a filthy slut and he knew it.

Itachi saw it all and his cock jumped in response. "That's it kitten. Show me just how much you like being my pretty pet." Neji's head fell back at the lust in the man's voice. Itachi reached down and pulled Neji's hand away from his balls. The pretty brunette looked down at him again, his expression questioning. The raven smirked. He guided that pale hand back and placed it upon the firm round globe of Neji's smooth ass. "Show me kitten, show me where you want me to fuck you and fill you."

'Tachi's language was crude and his voice was harsh and demanding. Neji moaned wantonly as his erection twitched in his hand. His entrance twitched as well. Itachi reached under the couch cushion, where he'd stowed a bottle of lubricant earlier. He pulled the bottle of slick fluid out, opened it, and coated his own hands. Those hands found Neji's and slathered them with the slimy goop. "Come on kitten. I want to watch you."

Neji took a deep breath, his left hand resumed the gentle pace, stroking his engorged flesh. The long slender digits of the right slid between his perfectly rounded cheeks. He bit the inside of his fiercely blushing cheek. His beautiful violet eyes were closed as his fingers played at his entrance.

Itachi was more aroused by the play of emotions rippling across the man's face. Neji was sliding toward the precipice. His modesty, his control, his self respect would soon be lying shattered and ruined at the bottom of very steep drop. Even without seeing it himself, Itachi knew from the man's face the exact instant Neji's finger slipped through the lovely ring of muscle guarding his inner passage. It was a barrier Itachi had breached so many times. He stroked the man's muscled thighs encouragingly. "That's it kitten. Does it feel like me? Can you tell the difference from when I touch you?"

Neji shook his head. He couldn't answer such a question, it was too base. Itachi smiled evilly. "Add another. You know one isn't enough, not anymore."

Neji's head turned as if he wanted to run away and hide from what he was about to do. He would obey. He couldn't help himself. A second long delicate finger joined the first and Itachi rewarded him for his obedience. He sat up and kissed Neji's cheek softly, almost sweetly, before moving on to nibble on the pale column of the man's sensitive neck. "Ahhh.... mhmm..." Neji shuddered beneath the attention.

Strong arms wrapped around Neji's back. Two strong sweat slicked chests pressed together as Itachi slid his hands down to grip Neji's sweet ass. He pulled the cheeks apart and groaned just a little at the sight. Neji's fingers were knuckle deep in his sweet hole. The pucker Itachi had stretched and fucked so many times somehow looked even more amazing pierced by the man's own digits. "That's it kitten, show me just how you want to be petted and I promise I'll play with you just the way you like."

The heat of Itachi's body, the sound of tone of arousal in his sexy voice, and the smell of the man's unique scent drove Neji over the edge. He slid over the precipice and fell into the sweet oblivion of deprivation. His fingers slid in and out of his body making wet slick sounds. He had no shame. The dirty sound only drove him on. His other hand continued to stroke and tease his hard aching cock.

Itachi pressed his dick against Neji's."Stroke mine too." He demanded, unwilling to take his hands away from Neji's ass, he was enjoying the show. Neji wrapped his hand around both their dicks as best he could.

His hips were moving back and forth, rocking his ass counterpoint to his thrusting fingers and sliding his dick against Itachi's larger erection in his firm grip. He moaned and gasped, rocked and gyrated; driving himself toward an orgasm that literally stopped his breath. He couldn't cry out, even though he wanted to scream; there was no air in his lungs. Itachi held his limp sweat and cum slicked body for a moment. "Oh kitten, what memories we'll make today."

That said, Itachi lowered Neji on down onto the couch beneath him. Gripping those lovely thighs, he lifted and spread them, bringing Neji's waiting hole into perfect position. With one smooth thrust he took the man to the hilt. Neji's body arched beautifully. His mouth opened in a perfect 'O', his cry a pleading whimper. Itachi took a rare moment to just enjoy the heavenly warmth encasing him so perfectly.

'I won't miss this. I won't miss you at all.' He had no idea how pathetic he sounded, even in his own mind. Itachi, for the first time was lost in the pleasure of embracing another human being. He began to move, slowly savoring the feel of Neji's silky walls sliding along his length as he plunged in, over and over again. The sweet friction driving him on. He took his time and enjoyed Neji's body much as a dying man savors the sun. He basked in the tight warmth and wasted himself inside the glorious canal.

Two hours later he left Neji lying exhausted on the his own office couch. As he exited the building, he checked his messages. There was a text from his brother.

'The contract will be fulfilled completely. I want everything we discussed.'

"Huh," Was all Itachi said as he slid into the back seat of his car and Kisame pulled away from the building. Neji must have done something to piss Sasuke off since he had spoken to his otouto last. Itachi shrugged. This was really what people payed him for. They paid him to be a bastard, it was something Itachi had a gift for.

The following day, Neji handled the news of losing the contract well, on the outside. He had immediately begun damage control. Inside, he was trying to rip his own stomach out. Neji knew instantly that this was his own fault. He'd had this deal in the bag. If he had only pushed a little harder to begin with, it would have been settled weeks ago. That was the true problem. Before he'd met 'Tachi, Neji's whole world had consisted of work. Then he'd met this gorgeous man and lost his mind.

There was no one to blame but himself. Neji had been living in extreme, self-inflicted isolation and when he had met someone he couldn't put off with his isolationist ways, he had swung to an entirely new extreme... 'Slut.' The internal deprecation had begun with the phone call informing him that Sasuke Uchiha had been working behind the scenes and had just that afternoon closed the deal that Neji would have had, if he'd been focused on his work.

Neji stumbled through his front door in a stupor. He was mentally exhausted from beating himself up. He checked his messages and didn't even notice that this was the first night since he'd first fucked 'Tachi where the man hadn't contacted him at some point to arrange a meeting or just to tease him. Neji took a shower and went to bed.

On the third day with no contact from the man Neji had finally set things at work as right as he could and it dawned on him that he hadn't heard from the raven. He scowled at the phone and debated calling 'Tachi. 'No, this is a good thing. We had gotten too carried away,' Neji wasn't sure if he believed himself. It wasn't as if they were in a relationship. This had only ever been about sex, but surely the lack of contact was a bad sign for whatever they were doing, or were to each other.

A week after he'd last seen the man, Neji was eating lunch at his usual restaurant and was shocked when 'Tachi walked in. He almost expected the man to approach him and demand he meet him in the restroom or some other, not so private place. Instead Neji heard a voice from the table next to call out, "Aniki, over here," 'Tachi smirked and nodded at the person behind Neji. He also nodded once at Neji. The look in the raven's eyes made Neji's stomach bottom out and he knew, without knowing how, that whatever was coming would be unpleasant for him. Neji took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, then turned to see just who was speaking to his 'Tachi.

'Sonofa...!' Sasuke Uchiha was standing up greeting...'his 'Aniki'...' Neji's brain shut down for a moment and did a sort of stuttering re-boot. If he could have seen his face, he would have been pleased to know that no emotion showed on the smooth surface, even his eyes were cold and clear. Sasuke turned toward Neji as the elegant young man rose from his chair, still facing the two ravens. "Afternoon Hyuuga," Neji's mind translated this correctly, 'fuck you asshole, I fucking got you'.

Neji closed his eyes for a moment. 'Tachi knew what that meant. The little kitten was overwhelmed and gathering himself.

Neji's eyes opened. He nodded slightly at Sasuke and even his voice was cold and clear, the riot of emotions and thoughts cascading through his mind was completely hidden. "Good afternoon Uchiha. I believe congratulations are in order," He held his strong pale hand out to Sasuke.

Sasuke was not pleased. This was not the reaction he had hoped for. Neji was so cold and calm, it wasn't very satisfying. He shook the hand offered to him and thanked Neji for the congratulations.

"I'm sure we shall see each other again soon. Perhaps next time, you will offer me the same..." Neji's anger was holding him up now and he even managed a cold smile. Suddenly Sasuke was re-thinking his decision to try to humiliate the Hyuuga in this way. Maybe he just should have taken his business victory and not tried to gain a personal one. The pale eyed man's statement sounded like a threat. Sasuke couldn't shake the feeling that he may have just raised up a true and dangerous rival in one dumb petty move.

Itachi was thinking the exact same thing. He was impressed with how Neji was handling the situation. The man may be a kitten in bed, but in business Neji just might be a much more dangerous animal. Neji turned and walked away. His eyes slid over Itachi as if the man wasn't even there. He looked through, no past the elder Uchiha. Yes, Neji was already moving past this whole mess. He knew what needed to be done and he wasn't going to waste another moment. He was past it all the moment the sunshine hit his pretty chocolate hair setting it ablaze with streaks of glorious gold.

One man felt a rush of fear at the sight, the other an unusual twinge of regret.

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People pay me to be a bastard. How convenient.