“If you say so,” he mutters and then goes back to his neck, kissing and now and then adding some teeth to it, all while working his brother onto his back among the sheets that were laid out. A hand already unzipping his robe once more as he moved his mouth away and instead captured Itachi’s lips in a heated and rather forceful kiss.
He’d never intended on talking, did he. Itachi knows he could get his attention again if he truly wished, but he’s already experienced his touch once. His groan into the kiss is filled with need anew, already helping Sasuke get him out of the cloak.