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Day 1: Standard Proceedure
Kisame followed his partner into the small hotel room that they would be sharing for the night. It was like every other hotel they stayed in while on missions for Leader-sama. There wasn't much to it with just two pallets on the floor with little else to decorate the room. The room looked dingy but clean with the floor looking worn and the walls stained from the hundreds of travelers that had stayed in the years since the hotel opened.
He pulled Samehada off his back to lean against the wall closest to their pallets so it wouldn't be out of reach should he need it. Next went the Akatsuki cloak leaving him in just pants, his shoes having been removed at the door. Turning slightly he watched at Itachi slowly disrobed on the other side of the room. He always loved watching as more and more of that pale skin was revealed layer by tantalizing layer.
He didn't bother turning away when Itachi turned slightly after discarding his shirt to see what he was doing.
"What is it?" Itachi frowned a bit with the sharingan swirling in his eyes like he was ready for trouble at any time.
Kisame smirked a bit as he walked across the room to stand in front of the other man, it didn't take long since it was a small room and he had long legs. "I don't think we're going to be attacked Itachi-san. You shouldn't stress your eyes so much unnecessarily." He could tell from the other man's breathing that his close proximity wasn't unnoticed.
"We're missing-nin wanted by our respective villages dead or alive. You don't know when we'll be attacked." Itachi turned away from him a bit to study the sleeping pallets like there was even a question of who would be where. With no window to speak of there was only one way in or out of the room, the door they had both walked through. "We should get some sleep. We still have a long way to travel to meet our contact."
Kisame make a tisk sound with his mouth as he stepped away. "Itachi-san you worry too much." He walked over to his bed and laid down with Samehada between him and the door should an enemy attack. He knew that it would be a pain to try convincing Itachi to settle down so he decided to lay back and wait for the brunet to come to him.
With his arms behind his head he closed his eyes just listening to the other man walk around the room. Thanks to his training as a mist shinobi he was able to form a mental picture of what Itachi was doing even though he was making close to no sound. He could clearly picture the lithe body moving around the room in his head. Clearly see every muscle shift as he bent to set a trap or make sure there weren't any unpleasant surprises lurking in the room. Every move Itachi made had a purpose which, as far as Kisame's body was concerned, was to arouse him.
After a few minutes of what could some nights be an hour long ritual Kisame was painfully hard. Cracking an eye open to Itachi he smirked to see that this wasn't just effecting him. His partner was well aware of the fact that he was being watched even if physical eyes weren't on him as he walked around the room. From the crouched position Itachi was in it was clear to see the erection his pants were trying to conceal. "Itachi-san, I don't think the floor boards are going to kill us in our sleep. We really should get some sleep." They both knew that sleep was a long time coming but it sounded like a good legitimate excuse to skip some of the precautions.
Itachi stood slowly from his crouch as he stared at Kisame with a completely blank look for a few minutes. "If we're attacked tonight because you can't wait to have sex I'm going to torture you with tsukuyomi."
Kisame threw his head back with a sharp bark of laughter. "I'll just make sure you don't have the energy when I'm done with you."
"Hn." Itachi didn't make a move to get any close to the larger man, making him work for what he wanted. Just because he wasn't going to finish making sure the room wasn't trapped in some way didn't mean he was going to run over and jump on the other man's dick. He wasn't that desperate for sex.
With a preditory smirk on his face, showing off his sharp shark like teeth Kisame stood up to stalk toward Itachi. "You're going to make me work for it tonight aren't you?"
For such a big man he was surprisingly fast when he needed to be. Grabbing Itachi by the waist he yanked him close, capturing his lips in a vicious kiss as soon as he was close enough. Wrapping one arm around his waist Kisame moved his now free hand up to grab the back of Itachi's neck so he had more control of the kiss. His tongue forced its way between Itachi's lips meeting his partner's slippery appendage in a sensual duel for supremacy. No matter how much Itachi might act like he was indifferent to sex his reactions during always proved just how much he wanted it.
Itachi ground his aching erection against Kisame's solid body with soft little moans that were quickly swallowed by the other man. His loose pants were far too restricting for his comfort at his point making him wish he had removed them from the beginning. His hands yanked at the waist band of Kisame's pants wanting them out of the way so he could feel more skin. He wanted to be able to feel nothing but bare skin against his over heated skin. With a small sound of frustration he tried pulling the pants down but with their position he was having a hard time accomplishing his goal without pulling a kuni out.
"Kisame," he murmured imploringly once they separated a bit so they could breath.
Reaching down with both hands Kisame lifted his partner up by his ass cheeks, urging him silently to wrap his legs around his waist. This position brought their bodies closer while giving him the navigation he needed to get to one of the beds. Tilting his head back a bit he captured Itachi's lips in another bruising kiss even as he gently laid him on the soft bed pallet.
Itachi moaned softly into the kiss as he felt Kisame started to pull his pants off to more wonderful blue skin for his hands to explore. It wasn't long before both of them were nk aked rubbing their fevered bodies against each other. "You have the oil," he murmured softly as he turned his head a bit so he could at least try catching his breath. Kisame kissed like he fought, with energy that shouldn't be possible and an aggression that rivaled the very creatures he looked so much like.
"Of course Itachi-san. I don't want to give you more cause to use the tsukuyomi on me." Kisame chuckled softly as he nibbled his way down Itachi's neck being careful not to nick him too deeply with his razor sharp teeth. Reaching out blindly with one of his hands he felt for the vile of oil he kept in his pants pocket. Itachi might try to seem like he didn't want sex but more often then not he was like a teenager in puberty so Kisame made sure to have plenty of oil close at hand.
Giving a soft "ha" of victory once he found it the scent of tea tree oil soon filled the room as he popped the cap off to pour some over his fingers. Setting the vile to the side of the bed near Samehada's handle he gently nudged Itachi's legs wider apart so he could prepare him. It had only been a few hours since their last time but he was fairly well hung and he didn't want to impede his partner's ability to walk the next day, even if it was hot watching him limping knowing it was from a hard pounding.
Not wanting to waste too much time he gently worked two fingers in getting a soft gasp of pain from his partner. His cock gave a twitch of appreciation knowing that those little sounds were solely for him. When they had first started Itachi was completely silent with the only indication that he was enjoying himself being his body language. Now he gasped and moaned like a wanton whore and if Kisame really took the time he could make him scream. This wasn't the place for that though much to his disappointment.
Soon enough Itachi was pressing back against the fingers embedded in his body wanting more. "Please Kisame. Put it in," he moaned softly as he lifted his legs bringing them almost all of the way to his chest, opening his body for the large erection his partner was about to put in him.
"Anything you want Itachi-san." Kisame grinned as he sat back. He removed his fingers, using the oil left on them to wet his erection, before lining it up with Itachi's stretched hole. Pushing in slowly he moaned as the tight heat gripped the sensitive flesh in a nearly painful grasp. "Relax Itachi-san," he murmured softly as he gently kneaded the muscular thighs. As Itachi relaxed he was able to get deeper and deeper with gentle thrusts of his hips until he was buried to the hilt in his partner's tight body.
Itachi grabbed him by the shoulders to forcefully drag him down into a deep kiss as his body struggled to accommodate Kisame's large erection. His partner was 195 cm of solid muscle with an erection that matched which meant it always took a bit of getting used to no matter how often he had it inside him. It didn't take long for his body to adjust enough for Kisame to start moving, which the man did the second he gave an indication that it was alright to do so.
No matter how much Kisame wanted to take care of his partner he wasn't a slow loving type of man, unless he really wanted to torture him. When he knew he wasn't going to get the scream no matter how hard he worked at it Kisame made sure that he made it damn hard for Itachi to hold back. Leaning in so he was curled over Itachi's body he started to pound into the smaller man, pegging his prostate with the accuracy of a shinobi.
Itachi's breath hitched with each thrust as it drove the air from his lungs. He had to bite his lip to keep his sounds to a minimum with his hands clawing at Kisame's back. The man knew just how to play his body like a well tuned instrument. In no time he was seeing starts and struggling not to finish too soon knowing that Kisame would just keep going until he was ready to cum again, something he never believed he could do but was proven wrong every single time.
"Kisame I'm close," he said in between moans of pleasure that were practically being pounded out of him with every thrust into his willing body. "Please!"
Kisame captured his lips in a deep kiss as he reached between them to grasp Itachi's erection to help him right over the edge. It only took on tight pump from root to head for the smaller shinobi to finish in spurts between their sweaty bodies. The resulting spasms dragged Kisame over the edge as well a few thrusts later and he shot his seed deep into Itachi's body.
As their bodies slowed, heart beats returning to normal their kiss became more gentle until Kisame finally slipped from his partner's body. With a soft sigh of pleasure Kisame rolled off Itachi to lay half on the bed pallet, sprawled on his back.
Itachi got up gingerly once he was free to grab something to clean up with. He used a wash cloth that he got damp to get the cum off his stomach before moving over to do the same to Kisame. Tossing the cloth to the side once they were clean enough that it would itch come morning Itachi laid back down on the bed pallet on his side with his back to Kisame.
He went still like he was asleep but Kisame knew better. He shifted onto the pallet more extended his arm toward Itachi like he was going to end up hitting him in the head. Instead the other shinobi shifted so as the arm settled against the bed he had his head pillowed against it with his body pressed against Kisame's side. Reaching out his other arm Kisame placed his other hand on Samehada's handle getting a soft purring rattle from the sword before falling into a light sleep.
Inspiration of a type: Kisame/Itachi (nsfw)