The white-haired ninja could have handled Izuna’s anger or even the sharp-edged teasing they’d indulged in so far. That at least was familiar enough to the barbed words they often exchanged across the battlefield. What he couldn’t handle was the unexpected softness the Uchiha suddenly exuded. He’d never thought to see such softness in Izuna’s face much less finding it directed his way.
Yet there the other man was leaning into his personal space with a surprisingly gentle hand resting warm and soft against his cheek before he found himself being drawn into a slow and languid kiss. It was felt far more intimate than any they had exchanged thus far and he found himself at a slight loss. Tobirama ‘knew’ they were lovers because the genjutsu had fooled him into thinking that but he’d never really thought of them as such until that instant. Before, it had just felt like this was another extension of their normal prickly relationship interspaced with hurried and rushed spurts of pleasurable fumbling.
Because that had been the whole sum of what they’d truly shared and even on a subconscious level, his mind was trying to fight the illusion. But when Izuna kissed him like that, when he looked at him with that softness in those normally gem-hard eyes, the Senju found himself at a loss.
That confusion allowed the other ninja to get the upper hand on him shamefully easy and he found himself being shoved back onto his rear. And just as suddenly he found himself with a lap full of naked Uchiha when Izuna crawled into it and claimed it like it was his right to do so. Distantly, he became aware of the weight of the other man’s arms looped loosely across his shoulders but most of Tobirama’s attention was suddenly focused on his groin where the other man’s length was rubbing against his own erection in a horrifically distracting manner.
The hoarse sound that escaped the other man might have been a groan but it sounded almost pained and the surprised look that flashed across the Senju’s face might have been funny in other circumstances. As it was his hands came to rest against the dark-haired man’s hips almost instinctively.
“Gods, you’re going to kill me, Izuna.” Even in the dim light of the moon, Tobirama’s face was visibly flushed with arousal.
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Yet there the other man was leaning into his personal space with a surprisingly gentle hand resting warm and soft against his cheek before he found himself being drawn into a slow and languid kiss. It was felt far more intimate than any they had exchanged thus far and he found himself at a slight loss. Tobirama ‘knew’ they were lovers because the genjutsu had fooled him into thinking that but he’d never really thought of them as such until that instant. Before, it had just felt like this was another extension of their normal prickly relationship interspaced with hurried and rushed spurts of pleasurable fumbling.
Because that had been the whole sum of what they’d truly shared and even on a subconscious level, his mind was trying to fight the illusion. But when Izuna kissed him like that, when he looked at him with that softness in those normally gem-hard eyes, the Senju found himself at a loss.
That confusion allowed the other ninja to get the upper hand on him shamefully easy and he found himself being shoved back onto his rear. And just as suddenly he found himself with a lap full of naked Uchiha when Izuna crawled into it and claimed it like it was his right to do so. Distantly, he became aware of the weight of the other man’s arms looped loosely across his shoulders but most of Tobirama’s attention was suddenly focused on his groin where the other man’s length was rubbing against his own erection in a horrifically distracting manner.
The hoarse sound that escaped the other man might have been a groan but it sounded almost pained and the surprised look that flashed across the Senju’s face might have been funny in other circumstances. As it was his hands came to rest against the dark-haired man’s hips almost instinctively.
“Gods, you’re going to kill me, Izuna.” Even in the dim light of the moon, Tobirama’s face was visibly flushed with arousal.