The darkness served a purpose for neither man: it lacked the blissful nothingness that Kakashi knew came with death, the total silence only interrupted by ghosts. And for Itachi, it merely had been summoned too late. Kakashi had no need to see Itachi's face. He heard it in the words, felt it in the stilling of busy hands. And the scent, oh, the scent! Despair had a certain smell, like fear or anger. He'd learned this in the nights that insanity had crept in, and Kakashi recognized that odor so much like his own. And wasn't it fitting? Even in trying to die, Kakashi wrecked the hope of another man, a friend. The one who had found him in the shadows and tried to save him.
They were both fools.
Yet idleness didn't linger in Itachi's hands, and Kakashi soon felt the dessert air wash over his legs and more. Could Itachi still see in the darkness? Would he catch the moment of shame that crossed Kakashi's face, eyes widened in silent horror as he realized what was to come? Thoughts of the act itself faded quickly, however, replaced by a sickening revelation. The loss of the visions and the sounds that served as Kakashi's revelations would equal the loss of his desire to die. So then why, why would Itachi continue when claimed to understand? Kakashi only wanted peace for them all, damn it!
He couldn't curse, however. He couldn't speak a single word, because Itachi's fingers had tightened around him, and oh, the sensations that touch sent racing through his body. For all his experience as a ninja, Kakashi had never allowed himself this one as a man; even growing self-explorations gave way to the flow of time, to age and other intentions. Kakashi acted without thought, choked on his own breath and heaven help him, pressed wantonly into that touch on nothing more than pure instinct.
But the loss of his thoughts remained temporary. His cock stiffened in Itachi's hand, and still Kakashi fought not to be overwhelmed. Itachi had threatened his voice, but it was an acceptable loss. If this continued, Kakashi doubted he could hold back screams.
"W-Why, Itachi?" Two words, forced out as whispers among ragged breaths. In, and out, even in this early stage, a metronome in his mind to keep that basic function in check. Why do this, why keep him alive? Kakashi had stolen the last vestiges of even Itachi's hope, the dream that let him die if not in peace, then contentment.
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Date: Tuesday, 5 October 2010 12:55 am (UTC)They were both fools.
Yet idleness didn't linger in Itachi's hands, and Kakashi soon felt the dessert air wash over his legs and more. Could Itachi still see in the darkness? Would he catch the moment of shame that crossed Kakashi's face, eyes widened in silent horror as he realized what was to come? Thoughts of the act itself faded quickly, however, replaced by a sickening revelation. The loss of the visions and the sounds that served as Kakashi's revelations would equal the loss of his desire to die. So then why, why would Itachi continue when claimed to understand? Kakashi only wanted peace for them all, damn it!
He couldn't curse, however. He couldn't speak a single word, because Itachi's fingers had tightened around him, and oh, the sensations that touch sent racing through his body. For all his experience as a ninja, Kakashi had never allowed himself this one as a man; even growing self-explorations gave way to the flow of time, to age and other intentions. Kakashi acted without thought, choked on his own breath and heaven help him, pressed wantonly into that touch on nothing more than pure instinct.
But the loss of his thoughts remained temporary. His cock stiffened in Itachi's hand, and still Kakashi fought not to be overwhelmed. Itachi had threatened his voice, but it was an acceptable loss. If this continued, Kakashi doubted he could hold back screams.
"W-Why, Itachi?" Two words, forced out as whispers among ragged breaths. In, and out, even in this early stage, a metronome in his mind to keep that basic function in check. Why do this, why keep him alive? Kakashi had stolen the last vestiges of even Itachi's hope, the dream that let him die if not in peace, then contentment.