Long Live The King: The Chronicles Of Uchiha Itachi and The Uchiha Clan

Chapter Eleven: Love Dreams and Sand Fantasies

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Heavy breaths filled the air as pale hands gripped black sheets. Another, stronger set of hands clasped over the slender ones clinging for dear life to the bed. The throbbing pulse a 9 inch thick 10 inch long cock pressed itself against a moonlit thigh. The female gendered male beneath the beast atop him moaned in need and want. "Please...I need you...", the older man groaned, lifting his hips to grind himself against the iron hardness. It did not enter, the man above long hair falling over his right shoulder was teasing his older lover. "You need what, my Queen?", the younger of the two trapped his elder in a searing, burning kiss, filled with nothing but overflowing love.

"I need you deep within me...please...", The taller of the two returned the kiss passionately, a low moan escaping his lips. "What is my name?", the man that hovered pushed his thick length head against those darkened folds, sliding along them in slow agonizing strokes. "My...", he paused, "My King! My son, My Itachi...", Itachi, satisfied purred once more, "What will you have me do to please you my sweet rose?", he licked down the side of his mother's neck, biting and nipping at the flesh. His purple painted black claws trailed lovingly down his beloved's flat stomach, stroking the muscles underneath. "Make love to me...my child...fill me with your devotion my King, so that might surround you in my irrevocable love for you..."

"Until the sun sets and the moon rises, until the moon drowns and the sun breaks the surface, for all eternity my Queen, I will shower you with all the passion and love that I feel for you and you alone"

He thrust inside him slowly, with loving care and tenderness, he would make his mother pregnant before they had to part again. He had no idea when he would see his beloved again, all he knew was that when the new night arrived, he would have to kill the rest of the main clan. He would do anything to see his beloved safe, if it meant murder, then it meant murder.

"My mother, my Madara..."

He whispered this into his mother's ear and the older male's arms slid around his neck, pulling him closer. He kissed him deeply before pulling away, head buried into the pillow as they lay upon a makeshift pallet in a darkened cave. Madara's screams echoed throughout the cavern, bouncing off the walls and filling Itachi with raw passion cradled in lust for his one true love. All the while as he filled his Madara with his length so large it stuffed the older man just right. He lifted Madara's legs onto his shoulders and leaned forward, kissing him with fiery passion. His powerful hips slapped against his lovers as they moved as if one body against the sheet. The sound of flesh hitting flesh was all that could be heard, aside from Madara's pleas, "more! Itachi...my love! harder! give me all of you!"

This caused the younger raven's body to shake in pleasure, Itachi's eyes rolled back into his head from hearing such words. His thrusts becoming slow and hard to fast and deep, after hours of passionate love making, he could hold out no longer. It seemed his mother could not either, for the older man clawed down his back in bliss, "I-Itachi!" Madara cried out, the toes of his strong legs curling. "Madara! I...I'm-!", came his responding throaty moan. His beloved mother nodded, leaning up to kiss his face over and over again. "Y-yes m-my King...fill my overflowing love with your passion! I..am as well!", The younger Uchiha snarled in agreement as he began to plow his sweet smelling mother into the floor of the cave, blood sweat sliding down both their bodies making the pallet become soaked in blood. Madara screamed his name as his back arched like a bow ready to fire, reaching completion shortly afterward. With a loud and authoritative roar Itachi finally released himself within, his balls heavy with seed and desire, deep inside the womb of his love.