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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Naruto
  Relationship:
      Uchiha_Itachi/Uchiha_Sasuke
  Character:
      Uchiha_Itachi, Uchiha_Sasuke
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Modern_Setting, First_Time_Blow_Jobs
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-03-18 Words: 1601
****** Slow it down ******
by purplefox
Summary
     If Itachi is to keep quiet, Sasuke will have to pay up
Notes
     The GLORIOUS comments from matchynishi and GhostyGooGirl made me
     think a bit. This is set Before Pay up and gives a different view of
     the things. Hope you guys like it!
“Sasuke.” He froze instantly. He had not even made it inside of the house.
There was no cliché switching on of lights for Sasuke only to be confronted
with the scowling disappointed faces of his family. No there was only darkness
and Itachi’s soft voice right behind him.
“Nii-san.” He breathed forgetting for a second the trouble he was in. he
quickly recovered himself. “What are you doing lurking in the dark at this
time?”
“What are you doing coming home when you were supposed to be in your room all
night?” Itachi asked quietly. Sasuke was still unable to see his face.
Maybe he should bluff. “I took a quick jog.”
“You’ve been gone since nine.” Itachi said quietly. His body crowded Sasuke’s
and forced his to take a step away. “I checked on you… where have you been?
What if it had been Mother and Father that had checked on you?”
Meaning… “You didn’t say anything?” Sasuke tried to search Itachi’s face but it
was too dark. He was unable to see anything on Itachi’s face and he doubted
that he would be able to read any expression of Itachi’s recently, Itachi had
been getting harder and harder to read and Sasuke had a feeling he knew exactly
why.
“No I wanted an explanation from you.” Itachi switched on the light then.
Blinding white Sasuke winced at the light in the garage but Itachi’s face
remained the same. “Don’t lie to me Sasuke.”
“It was just a party.” Sasuke said softly. “I didn’t drink anything. I didn’t
do much, just normal high school stuff.”
“Naruto?” Itachi’s face was still unreadable.
“It wasn’t his fault. I wanted to go.” He had been a little curious.
“Since they didn’t know.” Itachi said softly. “I could let you off.” Sasuke
guessed he looked too eager because the look Itachi threw him right afterwards
made his hope deflate. “But you’ll owe me.”
Sasuke groaned inwardly because owing Itachi anything never went well for him.
“What do you want?” He groaned.
Itachi grinned then and Sasuke’s guard went up because his brother looked so
happy. “A hug and kiss from my little brother.” Sasuke flushed because somehow…
it just seemed more than it was. But considering the consequences…
He was Itachi’s arms faster than one could blink. There was a moment of
awkwardness because recently he had been avoiding contact with Itachi. For his
own personal reasons. But the feeling of wrapping his arms around Itachi was
nice. His breath hitched before he pressed the kiss to his brother’s cheek.
Itachi seemed fine to him. Sasuke kept it as simple as he could but somehow… it
did not feel that simple. They held a gaze after they broke apart and it
worried him that Itachi was the one that stepped away first.
“Payment received.” Itachi smiled. Sasuke nodded before he headed up to his own
room. He resisted looking back just barely.
                                       X
Ask him why he ended up in the same situation again and he would simply say
that he did not know. He did not even really want to go to the event Naruto had
been talking about for days. Just that when Naruto and Kiba started laying out
their plans to slip past their ever vigilant mother’s Sasuke’s mouth ended up
saying he wanted to go too.
Which meant Naruto, Kiba and Shikamaru had started on planning on just how to
sneak him out with no one the wiser.
It was a school thing and nothing secret. Parents knew about it. Sasuke had
heard his Father snorting about the behaviour of the students. Predicting the
messes that would occur that night. There was such a high chance of discovery.
Yet Sasuke found himself looking at Itachi the entire time his Father
complained about the quickly approaching event… and Itachi looked back.
And of course when he got back. He got caught by Itachi. And Itachi demanded
payment for his silence. The hug was much longer and they were reluctant to
step away.
                                       X
And it happened again. And again until they moved from wherever Sasuke was
‘caught’ to Itachi’s room. Then the mood changed. Then everything changed.
Itachi’s door closed behind him and Sasuke walked to his room on shaky legs.
They had kissed. Finally. Properly and he felt as though Itachi had been trying
to consume him. He was so hard that it hurt. It was so good, so perfect.
                                       X
“How am I supposed to cover for you?” Itachi asked softly. He lightly ran his
fingers over Sasuke’s jaw. “It’s morning. Early morning. A weekday. Why should
I risk myself?”
“It’s not a weekday my school has today off.” Sasuke objected softly and Itachi
fought back his grin.
“What is in it for me?” He asked and he watched the lust spark in Sasuke’s
eyes. “A few cuddles by my cute but bratty little brother? Is that worth
Father’s wrath?”
“No.” Sasuke said softly.
“So? What do I do?” Itachi asked.
“I could…” Sasuke swallowed. “Do something?”
“I have a few ideas.” Itachi whispered. Finally, this was going to happen they
had been dancing around it for the longest time but there had been nothing to
tip them over. Now there was.
                                       X
“Take your time, easy does it.” Itachi whispered “Get used to it.” He breathed
as Sasuke’s tongue swept up his length. “Take your time.” He continued and was
proud that his voice had not shaken or cracked.
Sasuke tried to say something but the vibrations that ran down his cock had
Itachi jerking forward and biting back a deep groan. He gripped Sasuke’s hair
tight to keep the boy from moving as he concentrated his senses on everything
that was not his dick.
There was continued silence everywhere in the house. His gaze went to his
clock. They could not mess around who knew when their parents would wake.
Sasuke’s breaths were coming in fast pants and they felt so good against his
dick but that was not what the plan was.
Itachi used his grip to nudge Sasuke into the position he wanted. It took two
careful prods before Sasuke opened his mouth to allow the head of Itachi’s cock
to slide in. Sasuke met his gaze and the emotions Itachi read in them caused
his breath to hitch and for his hips to jerk forward the slightest bit.
Sasuke tried to accommodate him but Itachi kept his firm grip to keep Sasuke
from hurrying. “There’s no rush. Just easy. This is your first time doing
this.” He said softly. “Let me show you.” He moved his hips and Sasuke’s head
easily and quickly Sasuke fell into rhythm. He kept trying to take too much and
as hot as it was the last thing they needed for Sasuke was to choke.
“There we go.” Itachi praised as he pulled out Sasuke’s mouth. Sasuke’s lips
were red and slick and it just made him hotter. “Just the tip now.” Itachi
whispered. He bit his tongue at Sasuke’s eager actions. The hot tongue swiping
up his length and the lips that sealed around the tip of his cock. It made his
blood burn and his stomach tighten and all too soon he got close.
“Sasuke.” He whispered and he witnessed the surprise in Sasuke’s eyes at the
first spurt in his mouth. He had released Sasuke’s hair in case the boy wanted
to pull away but he stayed there until Itachi finished.
His hands were weak but he still pulled a tissue from his desk and offered it
to Sasuke in case the boy wanted to spit but instead Itachi’s heart flipped and
he felt a twitch of interest in his cock when Sasuke met his gaze and
swallowed.
“We’re good right?” Sasuke asked as he took the tissue to wipe his slick lips.
“This will cover it?”
“Yes.” Itachi said in a daze. “But be more careful.”
“Hn.” Sasuke tossed the balled up tissue in the waste can and carefully slipped
out Itachi’s room. Itachi’s glee and heart raced.
                                       X
“Come along.” Naruto begged. “You’re being so drab just come it won’t be
anything big just you and me I promise you don’t have to worry about Lee
trashing the place or the rest of the girls trying to assault you.”
Sasuke looked at the tickets that Naruto claimed came from ‘connections’ at
first he had thought they had come from the boy’s godfather’s friends but at a
closer look and the more he listened… Sasuke saw an elaborate trap.
“But we’ll get back late.” Sasuke pointed out. “This is at least two hours
after my curfew.”
“We’ll leave early.” Naruto promised. “Besides this is more your thing right?
Come on these are two tickets.”
If he went… the game could continue and maybe even escalate. Sasuke was no
longer afraid of being caught by his parents. The only problem they would have
would be him being alone while roaming. He might just get saddled with a
bodyguard or parents. But he could handle that.
But if he took this invitation. Would there be another? And another? And would
the payments… keep racking up in level? God he hoped so.
“We better not get stabbed when we go to this place.” He snorted as he snatched
the tickets from Naruto’s hand. Upscale. Sleek. This was definitely something
out of their age group’s reach and as much as Naruto’s parents doted on him…
they worried about him and listened to Naruto’s mother. But Itachi on the other
hand… Sasuke smirked and tucked his ticket away. “I’m in.”
 
 
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r. “How’s that?”
“Full,” Carl grunts. “Good.”
Rick hums, leaning forward and Carl seizes the moment to grab his father’s face
between his hands and pull him into a searing kiss. He groans, lighting his
hips off the mattress in attempt to get those fingers deeper inside. He breaks
the kiss and traces his fingers along Rick’s freshly shaved jaw.
“Tell me what you want,” Rick prompts.
“I want you to fuck me,” Carl replies. His father hums in approval again and
pulls his fingers out, receiving a frustrated whimper in return. He watches as
Rick readies himself with more lube and grows impatient. “Come on.”
Rick shoots him a look. “You want this to hurt?” Carl shakes his head. “Didn’t
think so.”
Carl frowns but spreads his legs regardless as Rick finally positions himself
and pushes in. Carl’s response is a desperate gasp at the intrusion, but gives
himself a few seconds to get reaccustomed to the feeling. He places his hands
on his father’s sides, thin fingers gripping the solid muscle beneath skin.
Slowly, Rick begins to slide out and back in, and Carl falls back into the
familiarity of this after all those stagnant weeks.
He lifts his legs, wrapping them around Rick’s ever-moving hips, and moves his
hand to his own neglected cock. He moans at his own touch. He’s missed this
more than he ever imagined, missed their labored breathing, the warmth and
weight of someone on top of him, pleasuring him, fucking him. He isn’t sure how
he’s going to cope without any of those things when this is over.
Rick buries his head in the crook of his neck, mouthing at the skin there,
sucking hard but not hard enough to leave a mark like the one on his shoulder.
“This what you wanted?” Rick asks, breath ragged.
“Uh-huh,” Carl manages to reply.
“Not sure it is,” Rick comments. He stops mid-thrust and lifts his head to look
at his son. “You’re too quiet.”
”Gotta be quiet,” Carl replies with a smirk. “Someone might hear.”
“Yeah,” Rick agrees, but his tone is sarcastic and playful. He pulls out
completely and slaps Carl’s thigh. “Turn ‘round, on your hands and knees.”
Carl grins and does as he’s told. His body burns with anticipation as he
presents himself, ass in the air, chest on the mattress. He feels the head of
Rick’s cock push at his entrance and leans into it, groaning as Rick slides
into him again. Rick’s hand presses between his shoulder blades to hold him
down an with every thrust Rick’s cock brushes against his prostate and his
mouth waters at the feeling.
“Oh my god,” he moans.
“Yeah,” Rick says with the hint of a chuckle, “thought you’d like that.” And
then the thrusts slow. “That what you want?”
Carl wriggles his hips desperately. “Yes.”
A slap on his ass. “You like that?”
”Mhm,” Carl whines, nodding against the mattress. “Daddy, please.”
Rick finally obliges, resuming his vigorous thrusts and Carl reaches between
his thighs for his cock. Every pulsing movement against his prostate brings him
closer and he pumps himself in sync with Rick’s thrusts.
“Come in me, wanna feel—oh, daddy.” He comes before he’s ready but it’s been so
long, he can’t hold off, and he lets himself spill onto the bed below him.
“Fuck,” Rick grunts, and Carl feels him come inside him.
As Carl comes down from his orgasm, he becomes aware of a vague, dull ache at
his hips that’s brought on by his father’s strong grip. He knows from
experience that he’ll have bruises there later and he knows from experience
that he’ll hope they’ll never fade.
Rick pulls out and Carl turns over on the bed. He watches Rick wipe his brow
with his forearm, hopes desperately that they’ll at least be able to lie
together for a while, but Rick stands and that breaks Carl’s heart. “You’re
going?”
“Yeah,” Rick nods.
Carl sits up with his arms around his knees as Rick slips his jeans on first,
zipping and buttoning them.
Rick reaches for his shirt and slips it on, glancing over his shoulder as he
buttons it closed. It’s a scene that’s played out over and over, but Carl’s
never imagined it would end like this, never imagined they’d find the rest of
their group, that they’d find Alexandria.
“You gonna be alright?” Rick asks after a moment.
“Always am,” Carl mutters with a shrug. Always have to be.
“I love you, Carl; this doesn’t change that.”
”I love you too,” Carl replies, voice cracking and, for a fraction of a second,
sounding like a broken child.
Rick turns to go, and it’s all Carl can do to watch him.
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