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the best i love you thread we did was the meme marker thread
I WAS DYING...
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meme: PUT A ღ IN MY INBOX TO MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS PINNING THEM DOWN ON THE COUCH
Itachi's attention snaps to his lover's face, heartbeat spiking, racing in his rib cage at the mischievous tilt of Naruto's lips, the impish shine in his crystalline blue eyes. Blond hair wild, splayed over his brow in youthful abandon. Blood once sluggish as he lazes about on the couch, rushing southward as he swallows.
Mouth dry.
Anticipation.
Lust and affection.
Heavy, heady.
Hands itching to touch and he gives into the urge, surging forward to seize Naruto's mouth. Like a hungry man, his mouth devours. Softness of his lips against Naruto's windburned pair, delicious scratches on his sensitive skin. His tongue plunges forward, massaging flesh and roving over the blond's teeth.
Mapping familiar territory. Tongues twining before he pulls Naruto's into his mouth, sucking on it as his hands descend, diving beneath jeans and boxer, grasping Naruto's ass.
Squeezing, he bites the blond's bottom lip before his lips pull away.
A playful smile of his own.
"Aren't you in a frisky mood today?"
*slips a flower into his hair*
Watching Naruto's sunny expression, grin almost from ear to ear with excitement, he reaches up to grasp the flower stem, bringing the plant in front of his face.
Cheeks ruddy, he twirls it, uncertain and happy all at once. He is unused to receiving flowers, let alone ones from his lover.
"Is there an occasion?"
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"N-No, I’m not…" The blond tried to keep his nerves in check as he stared at the other. "What are you doing here?"
"Me?" Itachi circled around the younger man, steps in tune to music he hears in his head, slow and relaxed at the moment as he studied the blond's form from an arm's breadth away.
Distaste colored his tongue a little, standing close when the blond was so subdued, dull compared to the days he'd watched from a far distance. But the thrill of seeing fear flash across sky blues was enthralling, sending his heart thumping just a bit faster than usual.
He smiled widely while he kept his eyes open, still watching Naruto, always watching.
"I felt that we needed to meet. Finally meet. Face to face."
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