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[anbu]

Who is the friend you're asking for?

[is Stiles sharing their sex life with someone]

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[mensrea]

[mensrea]

ME, ITACHI

I AM THE FRIEND

[anbu]

Then you should say that. Otherwise your meaning isn't clear.

I was under the impression that my clones bothered you.

[mensrea]

Or you could stand to broaden your horizons in modern day phrases, old man!

Your clones don't bother me. What WOULD bother me is you using a clone to deceive me about spending time with me or Sophia instead of being present yourself.

[anbu]

[He's just going to abandon that first point. It's too confusing.]

So you're saying that you would like to have sex with one of my clones. Does that really appeal to you?

[mensrea]

Okay, I can see your imagination needs a little help here.

Can you seriously not see the appeal in fucking me while I suck off one of your clones? Or in the two of you trying to stuff me with both your dicks? Because I can. Hell yeah, I can.

[anbu]

[He stares, stunned, at the indecent message for a moment. It isn't that his mind has not ventured into territory of unconventional jutsu practice by now—as evidenced by recent history—but not so far as this. He has always regarded clones as unthinking tools. Stiles' fantasy paints a much more vivid picture in his mind, stirring arousal inappropriate for his current setting.

Evidently due time to leave the library.]

Is this what you think about when we're apart? Even if I did agree to gratify the idea, I wonder if it might be too much for you.

[mensrea]

Listen, I have a high sex drive, okay? Nothing to be ashamed of. I think about you a lot when we aren't together. And I can be VERY creative.

I can't tell if you're teasing me or genuinely worried. Either way, don't underestimate me. I can take it. I can take anything you have to give me. Haven't I said that before?

[anbu]

Yes. And you continue to surprise me.

I am... willing to try it, at least.

[mensrea]

Good. Gotta keep you on your toes.

Are you sure? If it's that "distasteful" for you, we definitely don't have to.

[anbu]

Only being with a copy of myself is unappealing to me. If it is with you...

[And he is imagining it again—being able to see Stiles at his mercy from that perspective, as an audience, a fantasy previously possible only through genjutsu made into reality.]

Now you've ruined my concentration.

[mensrea]

[ Unseen, smug satisfaction lights up his face with a shit-eating grin. ]

I'd say I'm sorry, but that'd be a filthy lie. What're you concentrating on?

[anbu]

Nothing significant. I was at the library.

[A moment later, he sends a picture.]

[mensrea]

Was, huh? Guess conversations about me getting spitroasted by your clones probably aren't appropriate for the library.

[ A responding picture. ]

What were you reading up on?

[anbu]

["Spitroasted"... why are you inflicting this word upon him.]

That is why I left.

I was reading historical documents about this world. I had some time free. What are you doing today, aside from imagining inappropriate uses of my abilities?

[mensrea]

[ As much as he's tempted to tease Itachi about getting hot and bothered in the library – ]

The next time you're going to swing by the library, let me know. I'm pretty good at weaseling out useful information. It was kind of my role back home.

[ Plus, he'd like to spend time with Itachi. ]

I'm at work, believe it or not. Amazing how being surrounded by dildos all morning will have an influence on the direction of your thoughts. Inappropriate uses of your abilities was inevitable. Also? I'd just like to point out that YOU'RE the one who has inflicted poor little unsuspecting me with said inappropriate uses of your abilities TWICE now. I'm just a victim. And an addict.

[anbu]

That doesn't surprise me. I still remember the first memory of yours I saw.

[Playing detective while the rest of his friends looked on with doubt. Few others would have pursued his own history with the same sort of persistence.

Also, fair argument. But he won't relinquish his pride.]

If not for your... influence on me over time, I suspect I'd never have thought to use my abilities in those ways. So you are at least partly responsible. You did force that book on me in Aefenglom.

[mensrea]

My INFLUENCE! As if I'm some corrupting force set on debauching you with my lustful energies. Maybe I was an incubus in a past life. Think I'd look hot with horns?

Also, I totally resent the idea I "forced" that book on you. It was capitalism at its finest. You paid for the book fair and square. And it was SO tame. I have books here in Worst Dragon that'd bleach your pubic hairs gray.

[anbu]

I'm not certain horns would suit you, but perhaps one of these months... Although it seems you are destined to remain a spider.

[what is capitalism]

Please refrain from using that phrase again.

I did not say it was explicit, but it was the first exposure I had to some of those concepts. I also would not have purchased it from anyone else.

[mensrea]

Listen, this is like the patented “Does this dress make me look fat?” question girls like to ask guys. Just tell me the horns would make me look good, okay? My self-esteem needs to hear it.

Ah ha, sweet on me even back then, huh? Helpless to my salesman charms. Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me. I won’t tell anyone you had such a massive crush on me that you paid money to buy a book that I’d touched.

Seriously though, I wonder if things would have gone differently if you HADN’T bought the book.

[anbu]

I would enjoy you in any form.

It would be difficult to say. I had encounters with others in Aefenglom as well, so I suppose those experiences also played a part. However, I assumed your feelings were with Jonas and my brother for some time. It was not until Hell that I began to see you differently.

[mensrea]

[ “I would enjoy you in any form.” It’s just as well they aren’t physically together at the moment; Stiles is so quietly pleased by this response that he thinks he would have dropped to his knees to blow Itachi right then and there, regardless of where they were. ]

Smooth. Really smooth. You’ve got game, Itachi.

[ Despite the teasing words, the thread of long-distance Synchrony will betray just how deeply gratified Stiles feels. ]

Yeah, that makes sense. Hell really set a lot of things in motion. Guess I’m grateful. As much as it sucked down there, I don’t regret any of it.

How’re you doing, by the way? Like, your health.

[anbu]

[He privately indulges in what is communicated back to him through Synchrony. If only they were together, so it could be stronger rather than these distant filaments of feeling. The longing is still new to him—may always be.]

Do you mean today, or in general?

[mensrea]

Well, now it's both.