AU RP--

[mooneye]

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[mooneye]

He just looked at him for a while before bending down, hesitating, and then pressing his lips to just the corner of Itachi's. "I am not entirely happy with you, but you are entirely my darling."

[youngesthokage]

His breath caught, eyes widening a little at he stared up at him. "Obito-nii..."

[mooneye]

All right. He couldn't handle it anymore. He had made a valiant effort so far, he thought. And Madara would tell him to take all that he wanted. Taking just the smallest fraction didn't seem so bad. He reached up to curve his hand over the back of his cousin's neck, and then he kissed him for real. Pressed their mouths together and let go of his doubts in the rush of it, since he might get just the once.

[youngesthokage]

He froze, mind scrambling for a moment before blanking as his breathing stuttered to a brief halt. Something was saying push him away, because there was no way to know how Kisame would take something like this. It had never been an issue worth thinking about but...

But he'd missed his Obito-nii -so much-, and after a tremble, his breathing kicked back in and he leaned up toward the kiss.

[mooneye]

He had expected to be shoved away. When that didn't happen, he made soft little noise that was all need and gratitude. He wasn't really thinking about this. Just acting on impulse, doing what he badly wanted to do. When he felt Itachi lean into it he braced his hand on the back of the couch and deepened the kiss, tasting and capturing the other's mouth. Itachi could probably feel the deep scars where his own lip had torn under the rock, and healed rough just like the rest of him.

[youngesthokage]

His breathing picked up, but he kept back from touching him, unwilling to press the limits of the man's control of accidentally invite what he wasn't sure he wanted to give. Or rather, what was available to give. There was no fighting the kiss though, and he parted his lips.

He could give him a kiss.

[mooneye]

He lightly took what was offered--lips, teeth, the brush of tongue. He might have taken more, if he had been stirred by a touch, a tug forward, anything. But the kiss was what he wanted. When he broke it and he slid his cheek along Itachi's, pausing to breathe. Still not quite thinking, just feeling, but letting thought return a drop at a time.

[youngesthokage]

He shivered, turning his head a fraction to rub their cheeks together again once the man paused, but he kept his palms flat against his thighs, quelling the desire to draw him in.

[mooneye]

That little brushing made him shiver. Take it, Madara would tell him. But how could he? It would only break everything. He gave a full-body shudder, restraining the urge to do more, to demand more. He dropped his forehead down against Itachi's shoulder briefly, sighing, and then drew back.

[youngesthokage]

He stared up at him, expression open and warm. He was far from unconflicted himself, not there wasn't a hint of regret about him, just -awareness-.

[mooneye]

Obito met his gaze, looking a little tense and pained. But also simply affectionate. It was, after all, just a kiss.

[youngesthokage]

He finally reached up and cupped his cheek, giving him a tiny, shy smile.

[mooneye]

After just the shortest, strained pause Obito physically relaxed, and returned the smile. Ah, well.

[youngesthokage]

Seeing that, he leaned up, tugging him so he was hugging him around the shoulder. "I trust you Obito-nii."

[mooneye]

He slid his arms around Itachi as well, pressing his face against his hair. He wasn't sure if his cousin's trust was a good thing or not.

"I want to give you what I can," he said, quietly.

[youngesthokage]

"I'm sorry I don't know." He tightened his arms, hiding his face against his neck.

[mooneye]

"What don't you know?" the question was just a murmur. He stroked his hand over Itachi's hair.

[youngesthokage]

"If it's okay." It was a murmur, and he closed his eyes.

[mooneye]

He was quiet. Slowly, he shifted and leaned and sat back down beside Itachi, side-to-side with him. He found his cousin's hand and laced their fingers. "It could be our secret," he said, after a while.

[youngesthokage]

"I don't... think I'd be able to keep it secret." It was a murmur.

[mooneye]

That made him smile, though a bit sadly. He was thinking ahead. What might work, if this wouldn't? He needed to meet the Kiri-nin.

[youngesthokage]

He noticed and squeezed his fingers, not sure what else to say, really. "...Tea?"

[mooneye]

At first he didn't hear just what had been asked. He looked at Itachi and thought--what had he said? Oh. Tea.

"Hm. All right."

[youngesthokage]

He leaned in, brushing his lips over his cheekbone before pushing to his feet, sweeping up the other man's empty cup on his way.

[mooneye]

He watched him walk away and then gave a quiet, rough sigh and stretched again, pulling his arms up over his head. He stood up in one graceful motion, looking around the room.