《Rewritten Kink & Lemons!!!》Kink #23. Itachi Uchiha
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: Itachi Uchiha
: Naruto
: 21+
: Striptease
~Y/n pov~
Exciting would be one word to explain this. Enticing is another. Seducing is the answer. I've been a rather great dancer, although I never performed in front of a crowd or even. . . .
Yeah, I know he was part of the Akatsuki. I already knew he was a spy for the Hokage, I admired that: even if I was part of the Akatsuki myself.
One thing lead to another and we became closer, more inseparable, more open and free, more. . . Intimate.
Although he'd have a cool facade of a mask on his face, he'd break down and let out some sort of primal instinct of his on me when we were alone.
But then sometimes he wouldn't, he'd just sit beside me and talk about how my day was. Even rarely bringing up his brother, Sasuke. He'd always cringe or crawl away from that conversation if he ever accidentally brought it up. I didn't blame him, I was did the same thing he did. . . I mean, I did kill my own parents to protect my little brother from dying from the destruction of a demon. I'd do anything for him to live on and have a life, with or without mom and dad.
Even if he was just a baby at the time.
But right now, we both had a rough day with our family histories and wars: now it was time to release that pent up anger and distress on each other. And what better way to do that then fuck it out of our systems.
I was straddling his lap as his hands roamed my curves and skin as he kissed me with passion. Already I was beginning to grind onto him; feeling his calloused hands slide up my shirt before I stopped him.
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"Mm mm~" I hummed into the kiss before pulling away from him.
"What do you think you're doing?~" he asked me as he pulled my hips down on his growing erection.
"I wanna get you pent up some more, Itachi~" and with that, I got off his lap.
He sighed with disappointment as he rested on his arms behind him on the bed.
"So what now? You're going to get on your knees for me and pleasure me that way?~"
"Mmm~ that does sound so tempting, mhmm~ Even thinking about it now makes my mouth water~" I smiled, letting my tongue seductively graze along the bottom of my upper row of teeth as I let my hand provocatively snake up my sides and into my hair while swaying my hips with grace.
From the looks of it, it was definitely working on his friend below the belt.
"Did you know I enjoy watching your face as I suck you off, Itachi?~" I purred as my fingers slowly brushed down the side of my temple, "How I love the sensation of your cock railing the inside of my throat as I gag on your huge length~", I let my fingers gloss right down the thin skin of my jaw down to my throat and collarbones.
I saw him gulp- his Adam's apple bobbing as he watched me with predatory eyes.
"As my drool sticks to your cock when you pull it out of my mouth and tap my face with it~ how you like to squeeze and grope my tits while jacking yourself off to them~" I sighed as I let my head fall back and slowly yet painfully for him undoing the soft rope on my kimono.
I saw his hands clench the bedsheets as he stared me down like a tiger preparing to jump it's prey once it crawls close enough to attack. His eyes sharp on my moving body, I heard his heart thumping and beating around in his chest.
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He always possessed this incredible self-control of his emotions, constantly displaying an emotionless personality towards everyone. He only ever shows his surprise when his opponents proved to be more powerful or skilled than he had expected, but even then he didn't fully lose his composure.
But with me. Me, I knew his emotions, I know his pain, I know his suffering, yet, I also know his weak points and weaknesses: especially when it came down to love making.
"Mm~ I love the way you fuck me like you wanna get me pregnant with your child or children should I say from the many, many nights we spend together~" I grinned as I let the rope fall to the ground and opened just enough space of my chest to show the mid center of my abdomen and my collarbones- hiding my breasts although.
He was close to breaking, he was so close. Just a little more teasing.
"You know. . . If I had a pole, I'd be your own tiny dancer. I would always strip just for you~ dance for you~ let you fuck me just for your pleasure~" I giggled as the kimono slide down my shoulders into the inner crooks of my elbows, I was still covering my breasts by hiding them with my arms as I let my right thigh purposely show.
I switched from side to side as I slowly turned around to let my back face him, letting my arms fall to my sides and my kimono down to reveal my bare back; the kimono just hiked right above my rear end as I let my hair swish side to side.
"I love it when you cum all over my body, like an artist letting his paint spill all over the bare canvas~" I whispered as I turned my head to glance at him with a smirk playing on my glossy lips.
"I'm so wet for you, Itachi~" I said before letting the kimono drop and slowly sliding down my underwear, "Now I want you to fuck me senseless~", I admitted before turning to let him gaze upon my naked body.
"You little-!" He was fast to grab me and pin me down to the bed, his aroused state, his wild eyes blown with need and love and so much more as he leaned down to my ear and whispered.
"You are going to be limp for the next 8 weeks; you'll regret stripping down for me like that, my tiny dancer!~"
Day 23 ✔️
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