Takara Senju (Tsunade's Daughter) (Itachi Love Story)

What do we do...(Smut warning)

Your pov (Takara)

You felt his arms slide around your tiny frame. His body tussling to do so slightly shakes the bed from his tired; rigid movements —even though had had been moving rather slowly. You were only half asleep at the time, so his actions pushed you right to the point of waking up. Your lids flickered sluggishly before your eyes could fully reveal what you were hoping to catch again for a second time— The sleeping man before you. To your misfortune the dark haired male foiled your plans to watch him until sunrise when he would open his own eyes, and instead he kisses you right on the lips.

He...kisses you...on the lips.

Holy shit

He kissed you for the second time. The effectuation made you blush.. The sudden revelation caused your cheeks to go red as they begin to burn fervently. Your lips struggle to say the words. "Y-You're...a-re....you awake? I-I'm sorry." 

Itachi lingered away as his voice descended into a lower tone you had rarely ever had the pleasure of hearing, as he brought his head to your own as they touched. You could hear that silent laughter of his, knowing he had been smiling to himself at what he accomplished. And what do you know. You split your eyes open to come to find that not only was Itachi smiling—but he was doing so almost dotingly. His doe like eyes  captured you in his mind they examined you thoroughly and excitably. He was eager to get your reaction. "For what? It was me who woke you up. Not the other way around...were you trying to catch me off-guard in my sleep? Maybe see things you're not meant to see?" He proceeded to bring his lips closer. Itachi lowered his soft ones, at your collar bone, embedding his sweet kiss there before littering the rest of my body with kisses start to finish. From the collar bone to the sides center of your chest, down to the stomach and belly button. His lips stamped all the way down to the start of your...

...then he stopped. Dangerously close. Itachi then lifts his head up with sharp hungry; desired filled eyes. It was like he was an entirely different person.

"Takara..." let's take a bath together." The raven haired male coerced you by letting his sensuous hands wander along your untouched body again. His finger tips lightly traced the skin along your arms, bringing fire wherever they touched. Then down to your waist, perfecting the shape around it with more digits as if to memorize the way your curves felt. Using his knee to lift up the T-shirt you wore over your body, he revealed a cool draft which exposed your most vulnerable treasure. On instinct you go to squeeze your legs together, at the same time his lustful hands are now accentuating your thighs. They slip past the small crevice  in between your legs, parting them slightly as he revealed just where he want to be.
They reached the slit of your precious womanhood, gliding slowly upwards and down. His first and index teasing the entrance as he slightly separated them and relaxed his fingers causing them to open and close all the while making a light syrupy sounds.

"Or...we can wait a little bit." He suggested with an aroused low growl tof his voice. The dark haired seducer waited patiently for your answer, sticking an elongated digit inside of your already wet ripened fruit, this time spreading his fingers inside widening against the resistant squishy pink pocket. "Nnh~♡..I-Ita..." you gasp out, squeaking lightly with pleasure at his erotic dance. Closing your eyes, you relish in the moment...and feel something...pushing deep down inside...

A familiar presence. It was already that hard, yet your womanhood was already adjusted to the shape as it slipped back in perfectly and felt ten times better the second time Itachi entered your pussy eith his cock. For a little while he thrusted his hips, holding my legs far back as they could while watching your bodies making wet sopping and light clapping noises. You felt yourself gushing out with each thrust of his hips, holding back moans with your teeth as you bit down on your lip. Your vision starts to blur. He breathes out heavily; large breaths of air leaving as he exhales his sexual desires out into existence. His dark hair was getting wet from sweat and over exhilaration. He sped up his movements, your insides being churned up over and over again...his hands let go of your legs causing them.to fall over his shoulders and he pushes them down on your hips, hands holding them in place. He moves your shapely waist to the rhythm of his pelvis, and slams your lower half down on his manhood so that it was as completely wrapped and hugged by your wet sleeve.