500K SPECIAL LEMONS: ITACHI

                                    

                                          
WARNINGS: CONTAINS SMUT, ADULT CONTENT, NOT SUITABLE FOR ALL AGES, NSFW CONTENT, BONDAGE
                          
IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH ANYTHING FROM THE ABOVE, THEN THIS ISN'T FOR YOU <3
                          
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    Your eyes flickered over to Itachi, as he sat calmly next to you around the large meeting table. Pein had called a meeting, as he did every month, and you were sat patiently next to Itachi, with Kisame on your other side. Though, sometime during the meeting, he had fallen asleep and once he had heard the snores, Pein had just sighed and continued the meeting without him. 
                          
     Although, in fact, you weren't feeling quite so patient today. You had been feeling rather needy, all day, and were about to make a move on Itachi when Pein called a meeting, so you sat with a scowl on your face, the whole time. You knew that it wasn't his fault, but you decided to take your frustration out on someone, and what better way than to make him just as frustrated as you?
                          
    Kisame was asleep so there was no danger that he'd notice, and there was no one on Itachi's other side, so your grinned to yourself in early victory. You casually let your hand fall onto his upper thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze to make sure he noticed. He shifted ever so slightly in his chair yet kept his expression didn't change and his eyes didn't so much as glance towards you. 
                          
    So you shifted your hand higher up his thigh, moving more towards his inner thigh, and your saw his brow crease. His eyes flitted down to you, and his hand slowly grasped your wrist as he looked at you warningly. His grip wasn't so tight, so you decided to shift your hand so it rested over where he was trying to keep your from, before applying more pressure. 
                          
    Luckily for him, the meeting was coming to an end, as so he didn't have to deal with his painfully hard erection for too long. The second it was over, he was instantly up and out of the room, dragging you by the wrist. He stopped a little way down the corridor and turned abruptly to you, who had a lightly flushed face and a small, cheeky smirk. His eyes were dark yet he managed to keep a steady poker face. 
                          
    He simply lifted you up and draped you over his shoulder, turning around to continue walking as you bounced slightly on his should with each step, your face now flushed brightly. He landed a single slap on your behind which made you squeak slightly. It was like a warning what you were in for, and you were beginning to wonder if this was the best idea.
                          
    As soon as the bedroom door was closed behind you, Itachi set you back on your feet and pressed you instantly against the wall. Your wrists were pressed to the wall above your head and Itachi's lips landed roughly against your neck. He made quick work of leaving hickies across your neck and your eyes were screwed closed with an even bright blush dusting your cheeks.
                          
    He pulled back after enough hickies dotted your neck, and in an instantly you were thrown onto the bed with Itachi looming down at you from the end of the bed. You propped yourself up on your elbows as he stared down at you. Slowly, very slowly, he began to crawl over you. His hands settled on your shoulder and you were pressed down against the bed, his dark eyes clouded over with something unreadable, yet resembled a hunter looking at it's prey. 
                          
    "Did you really think that'd get away with that, Y/N?" He mused, stroking a hand slowly down the side of your face. "Or perhaps, you did it on purpose..." He let his hand trail down your jaw and neck, tracing your collar bone with his fingertips. "Is this what you were hoping for, Y/N?" He let his hand trail slowly down your side, feeling how your body curved, eyeing any skin that was exposed. You gulped slightly, before forming a response.
                          
    "Itachi..." You hummed out as his hand traced your hip bone. "I... I wanted you..." You finally admitted, feeling his hand slide your shirt up, fingertips brushing your skin, as you spoke.