[Nimble fingers quickly get it undone and placed to the side, and Law marvels at the contrast between Itachi's locks and his own. He was running his fingers through black silk, soft and with a subtle sheen. Law's own hair? Was coarse and damaged from years of exposure to the elements and sea salt. Plain, except for the color.
But it was the mark of a sailor and a pirate, so he didn't mind. And he would enjoy touching something (someone) that was truly beautiful while he had the chance.
When the ninja's fingers hit the base of his wings, however, the sensation leaves Law forgetting how to breathe. Black and gold feathers flair out, seeking Itachi's touch, and the pirate arches slightly into the other man, holding on.
[Soon Itachi reduces Law to trembling, small shudders of ecstasy and small noises bitten back coming more frequent the longer the man works, and Law sorely wants his shirt off now.
Along with the rest of their clothing. And a tackling of one of them to the mattress.
He keeps his wits about him enough to reach for the ninja's wings in turn, while diving in for another fiery kiss. Pleasure was better shared than kept for oneself after all.]
[The kiss isn't held for long. Itachi would rather be shifting his hands up under Law's shirt, tugging upward but carefully avoiding getting the wings caught.
His hesitation seems to have vanished for the moment.]
His hands come off Itachi's wings and he helps him get the offending piece of clothing off and out of the way. They find their way back to those wings soon enough.]
Thanks.
[It's lowly said but Law's voice is thickened and roughened by the increasing intensity of want.
And that want, seeing Itachi isn't hesitating anymore, dictates that now is probably a good time to take this mattress-bound. They are both... probably ready for it.
Too much more foreplay would likely turn torturous and yes... it is time to up the ante in this. But Itachi would have the final say in it.
[If Law is waiting for Itachi to give any certain sign that he's ready, then the ninja leaning back and pulling the pirate down on top of him should be proof enough.
He considered pressing things the other way, but he simply isn't prepared to be that aggressive.
As... interesting as that sounds when he thinks of it that way.]
[Next time, then, next time. Law finds the reversal equally interesting.
... and they slowly go down, against each other, and there's the sudden sensation of dizziness because all his blood has been diverted south. Not that it matters much, because his mind is fixated on one thing.
He is thankful for the New Feather pants he's wearing - he had no idea how far along things downstairs had progressed, not until he came into full body contact with Itachi. And it strikes him as he realizes - this is technically their first time, discounting that experiment. Itachi's first brush with this.
Slowly Law starts to move against him, bracing himself with one arm, while the other snakes between them. He traces Itachi's collarbone, and then lets his fingers run down, gliding over pectorals and nipples, farther southwards across abs, until come to rest at the hollow of a hip, and dangerously near the waistband of the ninja's pants.
He will tackle those soon. Now? Now seems like a good time for another kiss.]
Fingers hook under that waistband, and Law outright groans into his lover's mouth and presses back. And then in a few swift but careful motions when Itachi is sinking back to the mattress, Law works to free him of the rest of his clothes. And when that's accomplished? It's time for his own remaining garments to go.
Then it's just perfect. Nothing between them, nothing masking them, and they can be together as they are. And when he moves again against Itachi, increasing the intensity and the pace, finally reaching for the part of the ninja he's been neglecting up till now...
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But it was the mark of a sailor and a pirate, so he didn't mind. And he would enjoy touching something (someone) that was truly beautiful while he had the chance.
When the ninja's fingers hit the base of his wings, however, the sensation leaves Law forgetting how to breathe. Black and gold feathers flair out, seeking Itachi's touch, and the pirate arches slightly into the other man, holding on.
Because.
Damn.]
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He runs his fingers gently along the pinions - so very gently, so he doesn't risk tugging on any - then back to the main wing joints.
It's still so strange, feeling these appendages attached to a human being.]
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Along with the rest of their clothing. And a tackling of one of them to the mattress.
He keeps his wits about him enough to reach for the ninja's wings in turn, while diving in for another fiery kiss. Pleasure was better shared than kept for oneself after all.]
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His hesitation seems to have vanished for the moment.]
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His hands come off Itachi's wings and he helps him get the offending piece of clothing off and out of the way. They find their way back to those wings soon enough.]
Thanks.
[It's lowly said but Law's voice is thickened and roughened by the increasing intensity of want.
And that want, seeing Itachi isn't hesitating anymore, dictates that now is probably a good time to take this mattress-bound. They are both... probably ready for it.
Too much more foreplay would likely turn torturous and yes... it is time to up the ante in this. But Itachi would have the final say in it.
He would let Law know when he felt ready too.]
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He considered pressing things the other way, but he simply isn't prepared to be that aggressive.
As... interesting as that sounds when he thinks of it that way.]
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... and they slowly go down, against each other, and there's the sudden sensation of dizziness because all his blood has been diverted south. Not that it matters much, because his mind is fixated on one thing.
He is thankful for the New Feather pants he's wearing - he had no idea how far along things downstairs had progressed, not until he came into full body contact with Itachi. And it strikes him as he realizes - this is technically their first time, discounting that experiment. Itachi's first brush with this.
Slowly Law starts to move against him, bracing himself with one arm, while the other snakes between them. He traces Itachi's collarbone, and then lets his fingers run down, gliding over pectorals and nipples, farther southwards across abs, until come to rest at the hollow of a hip, and dangerously near the waistband of the ninja's pants.
He will tackle those soon. Now? Now seems like a good time for another kiss.]
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There's no hesitation left here. The memories of the event where they were together are faint but still there.
And he wants this. He wants to experience it for real, with no tricks that he knows of.]
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Fingers hook under that waistband, and Law outright groans into his lover's mouth and presses back. And then in a few swift but careful motions when Itachi is sinking back to the mattress, Law works to free him of the rest of his clothes. And when that's accomplished? It's time for his own remaining garments to go.
Then it's just perfect. Nothing between them, nothing masking them, and they can be together as they are. And when he moves again against Itachi, increasing the intensity and the pace, finally reaching for the part of the ninja he's been neglecting up till now...
... just perfect.]