@sasori-rp Awww Look At You! So Adorable! Already An Artist At Such A Young Age~

@sasori-rp Awww look at you! So adorable! Already an artist at such a young age~

Day LXVII !

ep 27 · He is so cute🙁

Izumi tilted her head in slight confusion, unaware of how erotic her words had sounded.

“T-tease? Me?”

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his lips linger near her ear and plant a kiss to the sensitive skin of her neck. A shiver ran down her spine at his electric touch, forcing her body against his. Skin to skin.

“W-well, you are… Very handsome and you have an especially kind heart. So, to answer your question… I-I would have to say yes, Keitaro.”

She inhaled deeply, wondering exactly what the samurai, as well as herself, was thinking. Was he attracted to her too, even if he couldn’t see her? Why was she so fascinated by him? Why did she want to get closer? It was like her body was reacting faster than her brain, which is not ideal for a shinobi. In the moment, though, Izumi didn’t care.

Izumi blinked a few times, mentally slapping herself for being so foolish.

“Think, Izumi. Think!” Her inner monologue practically shouted at her as she reached for Keitaro’s hands and guided them towards her body.

“Here, I’ll put your hands on my shoulders and you can turn me around when you’re ready.”

She hummed happily once his hands were securely on her shoulders, a shy smile tugging on her lips.

This was a whole new experience for the female Uchiha. If her Mother knew that she was at a bath-house with a complete stranger, she would lose her mind, even though Izumi was an adult. Her Mother was strict, to say the least, and still acted as if her daughter was a mere child. Alas, Izumi did her own thing and was authentically herself. And right now, she was captivated by the kind-natured samurai in his birthday suit standing behind her.

🧡@callmemaya💜

Izumi closed her eyes and hummed as the fresh, evening wind blew through her dark brown locks. Up there on the balcony, she felt so free, so calm… Except for the fact that her childhood crush was standing right next to her, staring nonchalantly at the other households in the Uchiha Compound. At least, that’s how Itachi would come across to others, but to Izumi? No. The cogs in Itachi’s mind were turning so quickly that she could practically hear them.

“Itachi, I think we should talk.…”

She started feebly, working up the courage to have a heart-to-heart with the Uchiha Prodigy.

“The last week or so has been rough on you, Tenma and Ryuu… But, now, I just wanna talk about you and how you feel for a minute. Is that okay?”

Her hands settled on a spot in front of her on the balcony’s handrail and she took a deep breath, exhaling sharply.

“How have you been handling your Sharingan? I’m still struggling with mine, so… I just want you to know that I’m here for you no matter what.”

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Izumi squeaked at the feeling of 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌, and she instinctively places her hands on Keitaro’s chest, the pads of her fingers delicately tracing the 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 embedded into his skin.

“K-Keitaro…”

For once in her life, the Uchiha was speechless. There was hardly ever a time where she couldn’t speak her truth or have her feelings known. But this 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, was stirring up feelings and thoughts that Izumi was unfamiliar with.

Without a second thought, she hooked her arms around the samurai’s neck and pressed her lips against his, her eyes fluttering to a close.

Izumi tilted her head in slight confusion, unaware of how erotic her words had sounded.

“T-tease? Me?”

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his lips linger near her ear and plant a kiss to the sensitive skin of her neck. A shiver ran down her spine at his electric touch, forcing her body against his. Skin to skin.

“W-well, you are… Very handsome and you have an especially kind heart. So, to answer your question… I-I would have to say yes, Keitaro.”

She inhaled deeply, wondering exactly what the samurai, as well as herself, was thinking. Was he attracted to her too, even if he couldn’t see her? Why was she so fascinated by him? Why did she want to get closer? It was like her body was reacting faster than her brain, which is not ideal for a shinobi. In the moment, though, Izumi didn’t care.

@roaringxthunder

(“Meeting the Princess of the Uchiha” continuation~)

Izumi’s soft moan muffled against Keitaro’s lips, her small frame 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 as his fingers caressed her womanhood.

Before things could escalate any further, Izumi pulled back just far enough to focus on the samurai’s 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔.

“Keitaro, there’s… Something that I need to tell you…”

The Uchiha shyly looked away, nervousness panging in her chest as she contemplated all of the various ways she could say what she needed to.

Taking a much needed deep breath, she worked up enough courage to speak her truth.

“… I’ve never done this before. You see, my Mom… Her wish is for me to marry an Uchiha man, but… What is I don’t want that? What if I want to fall in love with someone on my own? At my own pace? Why can’t I… Marry who I wish to?”