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.
Itachi's eyes slipped shut as he leaned into the touches. Neji touching him was even more intoxicating than the kissing, because it was so simple. "That feels nice..."
Neji smiled slightly and slid his hands lower over the planes of Itachi's chest,before dipping over his hips and tracing up his back.
His breath caught in his throat and he leaned heavily into Neji's neck. One hand wrapped around Neji's hips possessively, reasserting his claim on the other. The other hand set the plate on the bed and went to his necklace on Neji's neck. "Did anyone ask about this?"
Neji pressed closer to Itachi as his hands continued to trace aimlessly over the mans back.
" A few...not too many though. Paying attention to my changes in attire isn't high on anyones list of what to do"
Itachi blinked, his eyelashes brushing against Neji's neck. "What did you tell those who asked?"
Nej's head tilted slightly as his own eyes fluttered shut. " I told them to mind their own buisness..."
Itachi turned his head, nipping gently at Neji's neck. "Mmm. We should finish our food."
Neji gasped and shivered at the feel of teeth on his neck. His eyes opened slowly. "Yes...we should..." He reached out and picked up Itachi's chopsticks,picking up a piece of chicken and held it to Itachi's lips.