Beneath the Surface [Yandere!Itachi x Reader]

Chapter 4

It was truly a marvelous sight, the way his [Name] unbuttoned her collared shirt, going through each button one by one quickly, as if she was eager for him to come back. In a sensuous way only she could pull off, she pushed her shirt behind her so that it fell on the ground. He imagined she was standing in front of him, licking her full, lush lips at him, as he sat upright on the massage bed. She seemed so far away from the long length of the furniture.

She had already dropped her modest, tight skirt that hid her gorgeous mile-long legs with a simple unzip. She was left in her lingerie and he felt himself sitting forward, his eyes glued to the screen, waiting eagerly to see her completely topless. 

And he did, oh Gods he managed to see her luscious chest and he could already tell they were the perfect size for him. Any size on her would've sufficed anyhow; but seeing them through the cameras made his mouth water, having the urge to just squeeze, lick, suck and bite. 

In his head, she would climb on the bed while making intense eye contact with him and he could feel the sweet breath on his lips. But then he would become impatient, pull her to him so that their lips met in a searing, hot kiss and he would immediately reach for her bum, shuddering pleasantly when he squeezed hard. 

All the while his pants were already unfastened, his hand already wrapped around himself as he took his time, wanting this to last as long as possible.  

But as it turned out, he managed to finish in under thirty seconds, the shortest record for him. A few slow strokes and he was already depleted but satisfied. The amount of impurity in his fantasies would have perverts trailing after him for knowledge and advice. 

He had to clean himself up in the bathroom because he rather not leave the stickiness in his pants. Before he left the room, he switched the security screens back to normal, so that the guard would not see the tantalizing view she had given him personally, the one and only Itachi Uchiha. 

He had to hurry before his future lover became impatient and unhappy with him. He rushed to his personal bathroom, washing his hands clean and changed into a fresh pair of black scrub pants. 

There, all clean for her. 

As he returned to where she was waiting for him, he set one definite goal in mind: I must unintentionally touch her bottom. 

Unintentionally, his conscience cackled, More like you want to sink your teeth into those juicy- 

"May I assume you're ready and comfortable?" he called from outside. 

Ready and comfortable for my member to be inside you- 

"You may come in," 

I am blessed, I can come in- 

Her ass. 

It was such a sight to behold when he first entered the room, almost letting it slip from memory that he was supposed to massage her. The familiar awakening in his pants left him to panic and he quickly headed for the area behind the curtains. He needed to calm down. Obviously, that wasn't ever going to happen. He played the music and stepped out with the necessary oils this time. In his disorientated state last week, he had forgotten to apply them on her but apparently, she didn't mind. 

Jasmine vanilla massage oil. Only the best for my [Name]. As he began to use his daily massage techniques on her magnificent back, he unhurriedly made his way down. She shifted and he could see the curve of her mound and he did something he never did: his hand slipped to her side, pressing down unintentionally. This caused a short giggle to break out from her lips.  

He would never forget that sound. "I ask pardon for my small mistake." 

"It's alright," [Name] answered lazily as he rubbed her skin, working out the kinks in her back. "I must admit you speak elegantly, it has appeal," she continued to say, her voice drowsy and nonchalant. 

That was another compliment she gave him today! He was determined to receive much more as it would reassure him that she was attracted to him. 

It gave him confidence to start up a conversation with her. "If I may pry, what is your current profession?" 

"I'm a model for Konoha's Secret." 

Her response threw him off guard but he shouldn't have been too surprised. He knew it was a lingerie company and she had the appearance and figure for it. However, that would mean her photos published on magazines and websites for the world to see, for men to see, and that did not sit right with him at all. Perhaps he should start purchasing magazines just to see these particular photos; they could keep him company at night. Or better yet, download the photos off the websites, print and keep them wherever he went. The latter seemed a more desirable idea.

He was in a predicament. Emotions were conflicting with each other: his anger at other men for seeing her in just undergarments, his anger at himself for not knowing about her sooner, excitement on having material to see her whenever he wanted and confusion on how to get her to quit her job. 

"Interesting. Do you enjoy it?" was what tumbled out his mouth instead.  

"I... suppose," she said hesitantly, "It's merely a way for me to find income." 

I can support you, he wanted to say, just be my wife, complete the things a wife does for her husband, such as pleasing me in bed, and we can live happily ever after. 

Due to his quiet demeanor, he said none of the above, asking another question about herself instead. And that was how the hour went by, gaining details about her, absorbing every fact and storing them in his brain. 

"I believe I need a few minutes to break," he murmured quietly.  

"You will receive no denial from me," she replied. "Although I do have a request about the remaining hour..." 

"Yes?" He raised a sleek eyebrow although she couldn't see. What could it be? 

"It's alright if you refuse my desire-" 

"I'm sure I can find it in myself to accept," he instantly said, cutting her off. Refuse her desire? Preposterous. I could never. 

"If you could give me a butt massage," she shuffled a bit before raising her head to face him, cheeks red, careful to not expose any cleavage.  

My goal is complete - I accept I accept I accept!