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.
Itachi opened his mouth and delicately picked the morsel out, chewing slowly and swallowing. Picking Neji's plate up, he did the same, holding a bit of chicken and veggies up for him.
Neji daintily took the mouthful and chewed before returning the favor again until he misjudged the last bite,smearing a bit of sauce net to Itachi's mouth "Gomen..." He said,then leaned forward,pink tongue flicking out to clean off the spot.
Itachi shuddered and turned his head, catching Neji's tongue in his teeth gently, nipping it before letting go. He put Neji's plate on top of his cleaned one and set them on the floor before kissing Neji hard, pressing him down onto the bed and laying down on top of him.
Neji shivered and let out a soft groan at the bite,laying back against the pillow and shifting his legs so Itachi lay comfortably between them,kissing back just as hard.
Itachi took a moment to simply admire him, stroking his hair and ears, before going in for another hard, hungry kiss. He could feel them both getting hard, and rolled his hips slowly, still very proud that he was the only one who had gotten this kind of reaction from Neji. Trailing his lips down from the other's, he sucked the other's ear into his mouth and nipped it lightly.
Neji looked up at Itachi,hair spread over his pillow and eyes half lidded. He whimpered as Itachi's hips rolled,his own arching in response as he tilted his head to the side.
Deciding that fur didn't taste half bad, Itachi nonetheless moved down Neji's neck, nipping and sucking as he went. Whenever he found an old bruise, he licked it gently, almost as if in apology for hurting his lover. Still, he left a few new ones on his way down. Spreading Neji's legs a bit further, Itachi deliberately avoided even brushing against the other's mostly hard cock in favor of kissing the soft skin of his thigh--then biting once, leaving a purpling mark there. "You're so beautiful," he purred as he looked up slightly, tongue wetting his lips. "My beautiful Neji."
Neji barely heard the sounds ripped from his own throat as he whimpered,neck exposed to Itachi's ministrations. His world quickly narrowed to his lovers beautiful body and lips. He whined as Itachi bypassed his hardness then gasped as his thigh was bitten. He would wait to use the gym showers in the future.