The Hidden Leaf Shinobi // KAKASHI X ITACHI

VI

!!WARNING!!

I'm Italian, I don't speak English well. I'm just translating my FF to broaden my audience. Thank you for understanding.

ART CR: Itachi176

I published all the chapters together only now because I had some problems with wattpad.

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"Have you already forgotten that you can't touch me?" I cover my face with the blanket, "I can't leave you like this, your little hole is red, I have to put cream on it."

Why did he have to say it out loud? Couldn't he keep it to himself?

"I'm putting it on myself, move over, I don't want you to touch me", I'm about to hit him with my foot but he grabs it and leaves a kiss on the inside of my thigh, he just can't help it.

"Everything about you is so small, you are so cute Itachi", he kisses my crotch making me jump, "Kakashi-san what are you doing?"

I pull the blanket off my face and roll up my back, holding onto my elbows, "I have to put cream on you, remember?"

"I don't want any cream, move from there." Kakashi gives a wicked little smile that makes me shiver, what is he going to do?

"You said I can't touch you, so you won't mind if I use my tongue, right?"

I push forward to stop him but it's all useless, his grip on my leg is too tight and I don't have the strength to stop him from continuing.

I gasp as he brings his tongue to my entrance, "Kakashi-san, what are you trying to do?"

His expert tongue moves quickly along my hole, "please don't, it's dirty."

He totally ignores my words by inserting his tongue inside me, I moan, throwing my head back. "You seem to like it, honey."

I grab his head, pulling his hair, "why did you stop?"

He gives me a big smile and goes back to doing what he already started, I shiver under the perfect touch of his fingers sliding along my hips, "Itachi."

He comes to my face slowly, sliding his tongue along my chest, "ah, not there."

"Are we getting married?" I don't answer, my body is too focused on the hand touching my member. "Does this seem like the right time to ask?"

"When I'm with you it's always the right time." As he says these words he increases the hand movements, going up and down.

"Ah-", the tongue approaches my nipple, following the pink outline. "Ahh," I moan when he squeezes it between two fingers, how can he do this to me. My body is getting so many of those vibrations that I'm not understanding anything anymore. I just wish it would never end, "what a naughty boy, do you like it when I touch you here?"

With his index finger he plays with the nipple, as if it were a toy, "Kakas- ahhh no..."

"Not there..." I try to hold back the sounds my vocal cords are making, but it seems impossible.

I feel the other hand squeeze my sex, teasing the upper part with the thumb.

"Wait", I grab his face to force him to look at me, "where are you touching?"

"Why?" He smiles, "you seem to like it."

Of course I like it but we just finished having sex, and now you want to do it again?

"Are not you tired?"

"Tired? It's your fault, you're too cute. You activate my genitals." I look at him confused, I'm speechless. Did he take me for batteries?

"Don't try to stick that thing in me", I look at him, activating the sharingan. Maybe I exaggerated but I have to stop it, I have pain everywhere and as much as I want to continue, it's not the right time.

"Okay okay, then give me your hand."

I look at him confused, but I offer him my hand anyway, he kisses it before dragging it down. No, what is he trying to do?

"Ah-" a strangled verse comes out of my mouth, he brought his dick closer to mine while with our hands he squeezes both. In this way our intimacies rub against each other, there is no way to stop it.

It's nothing compared to what we did earlier but it's so pleasurable that I can't help moaning.

"Kakas- I'm about to come", he increases the movements of the hand, making both come on our belly. "Perfect, now we have to wash again."

He laughs, laying down next to me, "let's go to sleep, we'll wash tomorrow." He pulls me into his arms, making my head rest on his chest while his muscular arms wrap around me.

"Kakashi-san." I call him back, his scent is invading my nostrils, I feel that I could become addicted to this, I don't think I can do without it.

"Mh", he moans, not having the strength to speak, "I love you."

I hide my face in his chest, I don't know how brave I managed to say such a thing after doing all those unchaste things and threatening him with the sharingan.

He kisses my forehead, one of his hands goes on the elastic of my hair to loosen it, "I love you too, I love you so much, more than you can imagine."

He grabs a strand of my long dark hair and brings it close to his face, "you smell so much of me, I like it."

Stop it, I don't want to listen to you anymore. I hold his body around me, I don't want to hear him talk anymore, my heart is beating too fast and I feel it bursting out of my ribcage.

Thinking about it, I also would like to marry you but this is not possible, not in this life and not even in the next.

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