Stand By Me

STAND BY ME - chapter 14

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi guys! Thanks for reading! I just wanted to let you know there may be a little NSFW in this chapter. Please skip ahead if it's not your thing!

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Today was our last day in Kumogakure. Routinely, we had to meet up with the Daimyo in the afternoon, and this was because he wanted us to enjoy our time in the village during the mornings.

Every morning was a struggle sleeping beside someone as handsome as Itachi. The physical tension between us was just becoming worse, too tormenting.

I woke up, yawning and stretching, careful not to wake up the slumbering prince beside me. I got up, and put on my slippers that matched my night gown. I loved wearing this gown, it was silky, soft and cool on the skin. I made my way into the bathroom and fixed myself up, washed my face, brushed my teeth, combed my long hair. I should get it cut.

I heard footsteps shuffling, Itachi must have been awake. What a light sleeper. I made my way out the bathroom and smiled at Itachi.

"I'll make us some breakfast, Itachi."
"I'll help you out. I'll be there in a second." He said, rubbing his eyes. So cute.
That's when it occurred to me, Itachi was an excellent cook. All those meals he'd make when we were chuunin, working together. Uchiha Itachi. Good at everything.

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I was slicing up some cucumbers for the salad, placing them into a bowl, and the eggs were just about ready. I set the plates out on the breakfast table, and took two cups out to fill with tea. Itachi was dicing the tomatoes, helping me make the salad.

"Okay, the cucumbers are rea-" I bumped into Itachi as the plate almost slid out of my hand, Itachi catching it right on time. He grabbed the bowl out of my hand, and placed it onto the counter, but I saw something strange in his glare.

I looked up at him, and Itachi's gaze was tinted with what was called mischievousness, a devilish smirk on his face. He stepped closer towards me, and my heart started to beat fast. I knew where this was going.

The back of Itachi's hand grazed my cheek, and he leaned in for a kiss. My lips locked onto his immediately, my arms wrapped around his neck, leaning in towards him. Itachi. Why are you so irresistible?

Our kiss was so slow, and passionate, and it felt long, and nice. I could feel his eagerness in the kiss. Lips still locked, Itachi picked me up, and propped me up onto the kitchen counter, both of us now eye-level. I slowly broke off the kiss, trying to catch my breath, panting softly, lost in his gaze. Itachi's eyes were partially lidded, glazed in lust. Itachi crashed his lips onto mine once more, this time more aggressively, his arms greedily wrapped around my waist, pulling me in as close as possible. An insatiable hunger washed over us. I could feel him nibbling my bottom lip, his tongue slipped inside my mouth, and I didn't protest. I wanted this. He was so good at it. My body began feeling limp, and tingly. I was getting all warm. Our breathing became shallow, synchronized, our kissing was endless.

Itachi's hands began wandering all over my body, feeling the shape of my waist, and my hips. His firm grip made me feel immobilized. Itachi's warm hands rested on the sides of my thighs, his fingers slowly hiking my gown up. I couldn't help but whimper, his touch felt so nice. I felt a strange anticipation grow in my abdomen. I liked it.

Itachi broke off the kiss, yanking my head to the side, assaulting my neck with kisses and bites.
"Itachi..." I mumbled, spreading my legs slightly open, hitching my gown up even more for him to see, wrapping my legs around his waist, "I want more."
I was sure my face was pink, and flushed. I couldn't help but squirm under his touch. It was intoxicating. His hot breath hitting my skin drove me crazy. My underwear was exposed to him, and I didn't care. I wasn't embarrassed. I wanted  him to see how worked up he got me.