The weird nuzzling thing that would probably never happen sober, felt good. Deidara smirked and nosed into Itachi's hair, his own hands snaking around to rub against the others shoulders and down the long toned lengths of his arms.
Fingers.
Dei brought one of the Uchiha's hands up and rubbed his cheek against it. Then without really thinking, he licked along the underside of the middle finger and nipped the tip of it playfully.