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Itachi laughed lightly at his brothers punch and remark, smiling in a cocky manner and rubbing over his skin that was just assaulted. “No problem, and I take that as a compliment as well.” he winked playfully.
Itachi shifted in slight discomfort at his brothers touch, although at the same time it was nice. After just orgasming he was sensitive to Sasuke’s touch, trying his best not to get hard once more from his hand and from his words.
“I’d love that.” Itachi smiled and bit his lip. “Blowing me before a nice fuck. Sounds like a perfect day.”
Watching his younger brother getting up from his bed and heading out of the room to wash up, his eyes followed his ass the whole time, getting up himself and needing to shower in order to clean off his body just as his brother was.
Getting spare clothes, he got them ready as he himself slipped into the shower and started to wash up wordlessly.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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