Deidara smirked and wriggled his hands free long enough to tug his own off as well before he slid back up, dragging himself along Itachi's lower half. He chuckled warmly and nuzzled in against the others jaw.
"You're tingly...and...glittery...and red...and...beautiful," he murmured, lifting his head to look down at the Uchihas face. "What're you thinking, un?"