"nnn..." Neji arched his back,pressing his head into Itachi's hands as his own continued down Itachi's back. " Ah... that seems to annoy you..."
"I dislike unnecessary force." Itachi looked down at Neji's head. "You like being rubbed right there?"
Neji blushed slightly and nodded "Hai..." He leaned in sprawling in Itachi's lap " I never thought of you as one who would like it... I always imagined you as the type to take them before they saw you..."
"Sometimes that avenue is not an option after it fails the first time," Itachi grumbled. It had been an oversight on their part, and they had paid for it by having to hack and slash their way through the place. His fingers continued to rub Neji's ears.
Neji nodded,eyes half lidded "but at least you completed it...so you came home..." He didn't notice he had reffered to his place as home,he was too out of it.
"I did come home," Itachi said quietly, moving one hand to stroke Neji's back. "Are you hungry?"
Neji shrugged "I'm not sure...a little...I don't want to move though..." he looked up "Are you hungry? "
"A bit." Itachi blew air across the tip of one of Neji's ears. "It can wait if you would rather wait."
Neji shivered and twitched "nn No " He arched catlike as he shifted from Itachi's lap " what would you like?"
Itachi blew another cold stream of air over the tip. "It can wait. I would rather eat when you are hungry."
Neji squirmed,sensitive ears twitching "But if you're hungry..." His tail shifted into a question mark shape.
Itachi snorted. "When you form punctuation with your tail, I simply cannot resist. Shall we go out again?"
Neji blinked "What do you mean punctuaion? " He tilted his head. He shook his head "It's late...I'll cook..."
Itachi nudged him off his lap entirely. "Sounds good," he said, smiling. Stretching, he peeled his shirt off and held it in his hand. "What are you going to make?"
Neji stood and frowned,mentally going over what he had in his kitchen "I could make stir fry... or I always have rice... or perhaps I can see what else I have..."
"If nothing else, stir fry sounds fine." Itachi pressed his hand to the small of Neji's back and pushed him out the bedroom toward the kitchen.
Neji nodded and walked towards the kitchen,uncaring of his nudity. It was, after all, Itachi. He decided to make stir fry and some chicken.
Itachi strolled after him, watching the Fateless tattoo stretch and relax as Neji walked. Looking around, he helped pull everything out but sat back to watch Neji cook, leaning against the counter.
Neji finished making the food and handed Itachi a plate full,taking a smaller one for himself. He headed back to the bedroom and sank into the bed with a groan.
Itachi followed him, mouth watering from the smell of the good food. He sat with Neji on the bed and dug in unceremoniously--the trip and the evening's excitement had worked up his appetite.
Neji smiled slightly and ate his own food slowly. He was too wired from earlier to do much else.
Itachi slowed to watch Neji eat, rememorizing the other's appearance. Balancing the plate on a knee, he reached out, gently pressing his fingers along the other's arm, his shoulder. "Your skin is soft," he said, sliding his hand back down and going back to eating.
Neji felt his face heat as he ate " Yours is too...I remember.."
Scooting over to sit closer to Neji, he leaned over to rub his cheek over Neji's. "Touch me."
Neji kissed Itachi's cheek and brought a hand up to caress the same cheek,before sliding it along his throat gently. His eyes followed his hand as it traced the other mans collarbone.