This is an mpreg fic. Yes that does stand for male pregnancy and yes, I love it very much 3 Contains lemons.
Don't like, don't read. Simple enough, huh?
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and if I did, Gaara would be Rock Lee's smexy uke! 8D
Chapter 1
Lee POV
"L-Lee!" Panted Gaara as I pounded hard into him. "A-Ah! I'm gonna cum!" He gasped.
I started squeezing his hardened member gently and pounded in harder. With an erotic scream, Gaara came hard all over my hand and on the bed. The feeling of his body tightening with such intense force around my member pushed me right over the edge. Moaning loudly in great pleasure, I then released my seed deep inside my uke and pulled out, lapping up his cum. The taste was sweet, but salty at the same time and it had an exotic tang to it. "Mm, you taste good Gaara-chan!"
"You too." My cute little boyfriend was already licking the tip of my member. It felt so good to feel his warm, wet tongue sliding so tantalizingly over my shaft. After tasting each other, we both fell back onto the bed, arms wrapped around each other. I trailed my hand down Gaara's side, taking in every detail of his slender, sexy body. His skin was pale, pale like porcelain, like a fragile doll to be touched with only the gentlest hands. He had a delicate blush on his face and his aquamarine eyes were large and innocent. I couldn't hold back any longer and moved closer, forcing our lips to meet. He moaned sexily; making me nibble gently along his bottom lip, then, I forced my tongue through his slightly parted lips. Feeling our tongues meet, we kissed harder, more intense. This was the type of kiss that would leave us gasping for breath afterwards. We pulled away after at least five minutes of making out; but it didn't stop there: I trailed my tongue along his jawline and then moved to his neck, biting down on his jugular, then sucking the love-bitten area, making my mark on him. He moaned. "Lee..."
He sounded so sexy, so desperate and helpless. I couldn't resist.
My lips started planting delicate kisses down his chest and stomach. I moved further down, to just below his navel, his weak point. He gasped in pleasure as I kissed that area over and over again. Hearing his noises, every gasp or moan that escaped his throat, it hardened my member once again. I'd never had sex twice in one day before, but it felt so right with Gaara. I then felt something touch my chest. Immediately, I knew what it was and reached down, squeezing it gently. Gaara gasped and bucked forward to my touch. I had him now.
I started to kiss further and further down until my lips met something hard. Gaara's reaction was beautiful. My lips ran up the length of his member before I started sucking on the tip.
"A-ah!"
"You like?" I inquired, moving my tongue teasingly around the shaft. My mouth had now engulfed the tip and I was sucking like mad. He dug his nails hard into my back, moaning and gasping. "L-Lee! Harder! Ohh!"
I swirled my tongue around his member before taking it out of my mouth, then ground my hips down against Gaara's erection. We both moaned in pleasure. Then, I started pumping his dick, and he did the same to mine. Seconds passed of us both crying out in pure ecstasy. I hadn't been pleasured so good in a long time. This felt so great.
"I'm g-gonna cum soon!" Yelped Gaara all of a sudden
I also was reaching my limits, but I wanted us to cum together. "H-Hold it! I'm almost there now!"
"I-I can't! Ah!"
With one last effort, I pumped hard and we both came in each others hands, screaming. I licked my fingers, enjoying Gaara's taste so much. Gaara did the same and collapsed on the bed, panting. I lay next to him and smirked, stroking his cheek. He smiled at my touch and held my hand tenderly to the side of his face. His skin was so soft and smooth After a while, his eyes closed, his breathing was even and his features were calm. Leaning forward, I planted a tender kiss to the crimson 'Ai' scar on his forehead, before I too, fell asleep.
Sunlight shafted in through the chinks in my blinds and awakened me from my deep slumber. I felt good this morning. Better than I had done in a long time. I inhaled deeply and then felt someone tugging at the blankets.
"Lee..." Came a quiet voice.
I turned and looked at Gaara who was wide awake. "What is wrong?"
"It's nearly midday." His voice was still that quiet, soft tone.
I shot up, making him jump.
"Why did you not you wake me?" I demanded, not meaning to sound so harsh.
"Y-You were asleep."
I shook my head. "I am sorry Gaara-kun. I did not mean to shout."
"It's okay." He sat up slowly.
"I should start setting my alarm clock again..." I muttered quietly, making the bed. Gaara got out of it and pulled on his black boxers which were lying on the floor. He turned to me. "Lee, can I take a shower?"
"Sure. Bathroom is the door on the left."
"Thanks." I saw him go in and heard the shower turn on moments later. As I made the bed, I saw the cum stains all over the sheets. They'll have to go in the wash. I thought with a sigh, bundling them up. Just as I shoved them into the wash basket, there was a knock at the door.
"Lee, it's TenTen!" Came my friend's cheery voice.
"Hold on a second!" I babbled, unlocking the door and then opening it. TenTen smiled at me. "Hi! I came to-" She paused. "Who's in the shower?"
"A friend."
"Is it Neji? I haven't seen him since last night."
"Y-Yes." I lied. My phone suddenly rang. I looked at caller ID and saw it was of course, Neji.
"Who's that?" TenTen asked suspiciously.
"G-Gaara! It's Gaara!"
"What?" Shouted a voice from the bathroom.
I turned back to TenTen, blushing in embarrassment. "I have to go. Speak to you soon." With that, I closed the door. Thank God. I heard Gaara come out the shower and smirked. He came out the bathroom with just a towel round his waist. His crimson hair was damp and he was blushing slightly. He didn't realize how sexy he looked right now.
"Have you seen my clothes?" He asked innocently.
"Here." I held out what he was looking for. He went to take them, but I lifted them above my head. That's the advantage of having a short boyfriend.
"Lee!" He whined.
"You can have them, but it will cost a kiss."
Gaara pouted. So adorable. "Fine." He said.
I leant down so he could kiss me properly. The poor guy, he was so short that he only came up to my shoulder. Mind you, I was nearly two years older than him. Our lips touched and he wrapped his arms round my neck.
I hugged him close. Nothing could ever express how much I loved him.
"Aw, fuck!" Cursed Gaara, pulling away.
"What?"
His towel had fallen from around his waist. He covered his crotch with his hands, blushing madly. I smirked and pushed him onto the bed.
"A-ah! Lee!" He said irritably, his blush deepening even more.
"What are you so shy about? It is not like I have never seen your dick before."
"W-Well-"
He was cut off when I pressed my lips to his. He moaned and fell back. We made out fiercely and both our tongues were fighting for dominance.
"You are a naughty little uke!" I said.
"Punish me, baby." He breathed. Suddenly, There was a loud knock at the door. Gaara jumped a little.
"Gaara-kun, get some clothes on! Quick!"
"Yeah." He ran into the bathroom with his clothes.
I felt uneasy and got up, then opening my door. A man with dark hair and hazel eyes stood at the door. His skin was tanned and he looked extremely ticked off.
"U-um, Good evening?"
"Where is he?"
"Where is who?" I did not like his tone of voice.
"Don't mock me! Where is Gaara?
"He is using the bathroom. Why? Who are you?"
"Why should I tell a brat like you who I am? As if you didn't already know!"
"Father?" Came Gaara's voice. I heard him come out of the bathroom and stumble toward us. Luckily this time, clothed. "What are you doing here?"
"No, what are you doing here?"
"I told you, I was staying with my boyfriend for a few days!"
"You told me nothing, you little punk! Just you wait until we get home!"
"Father, I'm sorry, but you specifically told me that I was able to go."
"I don't remember fuck!"
"That's because you were drunk. As usual."
"Don't back-chat me, boy!"
Gaara clung to my arm. I moved closer to him comfortingly.
"Are you his little boyfriend then?"
I nodded. "My name is Lee. It is a pleasure to meet you, Kazekage-sama."
He gave me a nasty look. "You're not much, are you now?"
"I suppose not in your eyes."
"I hope you will look after my youngest." He turned to Gaara. "Get your things together."
"Yes, father." Gaara rushed around my apartment, stuffing his belongings into his bag. He came back about a minute later, slightly flushed.
"I promise to protect him with my life!"
"Good. Oh, on a side note..." His father turned. "If you ever hurt him in any way, I shall have you castrated with a burning skewer. Got it?"
I gulped and nodded. "I would never hurt him. He means everything to me."
He smirked. "And it had better stay that way too."
"It will."
"Come, Gaara. We are leaving."
Gaara went to hug me, but his father grabbed his wrist. "I don't want to see any of that lovey-dovey nonsense in my presence. Just say farewell for now."
"Bye, Lee." He said a little sheepishly.
"Have a good evening, now. I shall phone you in the morning."
He nodded and was pulled out the door. Once he'd left, I watched out the window as he got in a very expensive looking car. Damn, the family even had their own chauffeur! They had to be the richest people on the planet! I'd only been dating Gaara a few months and the only things I'd given him as a gift were flowers and chocolate. What if he wanted more? Maybe a car for his sixteenth? Oh dear lord, I couldn't afford anything like that! And what about his father? Would he think I was a sleazy boyfriend for not buying his youngest son the latest phone or music player every week? Not to mention how strict he was. How would he act if he found out I'd fucked his son? I was starting to worry that I made a bad impression.
A very bad impression.
Gaara POV
As I got into the car, I saw Lee standing at the window and waved. He smiled and waved back.
"Gaara. Stop acting silly. You are no longer a child." Scolded my father.
"Sorry." I stopped waving and rested my hands on my lap. Father was very strict.
"Ever since you started dating that clown, you've become more an idiot. I hope this isn't affecting your grades in any way."
"Of course it isn't."
He then touched my shirt. "What's that? You've stained it already?"
It was cum. I almost died. "It's toothpaste."
"Doesn't look like it to me."
"Lee has a special kind. He says it makes your teeth whiter."
"Sit still."
I realized I was fidgeting. Thinking about the cum brought make memories of last night and how good the sex felt. I was fidgeting because I was getting hard.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes." I put my hands over my crotch, hoping to stop my hard-on.
Father continued to eye me suspiciously. "Gaara, do you need to go to the bathroom?"
"Yes I do." I lied.
"You went at Lee's. What is the matter with you?"
"I've been drinking a lot."
"Right. You'll have to wait until we get home."
"I know." My stomach growled again and I let out a quiet groan. I was so hungry.
"Did Lee feed you?"
"I don't like eating at other peoples houses..." I mumbled, playing with the bottom of my shirt.
"You mean to say you haven't eaten in two days?"
I said nothing.
"Gaara!"
"Whaat?" I whined.
"Are you fucking joking? Two days?" He was livid.
"Y-Yes... I wasn't really hungry..."
"Don't use that excuse! Do you want to die?"
"N-No, of course not! Why would I?"
"I am making you a massive meal tonight and you are going to eat all of it! No fucking exceptions! I am not having you starve yourself like that ever again! You stupid, stupid boy!"
"S-Sorry..."
He glared at me.
I never meant to worry him. I just didn't like eating in front of people other than family. It made me feel so nervous, like they wanted me to hurry up. I was a very slow-eater. It also made me feel bad if I left anything on the plate. I was not the type of person to finish a whole meal. Suddenly, something turned my blood cold. Shukaku. My Bijuu. He was making a strange laughing sound. But he wasn't laughing.
He was crying. Closing my eyes, I went deep into my mind and found myself standing in front of the demon himself.
"Shukaku, what's wrong?" I asked him, approaching the beast slowly. My hand reached out and a stroked his sandy fur lovingly. "Are you alright?"
"Do I look alright? Sure, sex is alright for you, but what happens when you are careless? Do you ever for once think about me?"
"I don't understand... Did you get an infection or something?"
He snorted. "Yes! Your careless actions gave me the worst infection of all! But now, I shall pass it to you! See how you like it, you little bastard!" With that, he disappeared and I snapped back to reality.
Father was carrying me into the house bridal-style.
"W-What-"
"You passed out. Was it Shukaku again? Did he want something?" He said, setting me on the floor.
My legs were like jelly. I clung to Father's arm for support, but fell to my knees, head spinning.
"What's the matter?"
"I feel dizzy."
"Okay, come on. I'll put you in bed." He picked me up again and carried me up the stairs, then into my room.
"I'm sick." I said bluntly.
"What?"
"Shukaku said he caught an infection and in his anger, healed himself and then gave it to me. He said it was my fault he was sick in the first place."
"Really? I hope it's nothing serious. You should be better in a few days anyway if you rest properly. Just try not to do anything strenuous. You're still weak because you've not eaten in a while. I'll bring some food up later. Please try to get some sleep." He left the room.
I nodded and curled up in my warm bed, pulling the duvet round me. It was like an act of security. I always did this when I was worried about something, which I was. What did Shukaku mean by 'the worst infection of all'? Was he trying to freak me out? Because it was certainly was working. I thought, rolling onto my stomach. Bad idea. I got the worst shooting pain up my abdomen and coughed a little. It was gone in a split second. I was a little scared now. For all I knew, I could be dying or something.
No. Shukaku wouldn't kill me. He needed me so he could live, as I needed him to live. Feeling slightly better, I got out of bed and walked over to the large mirror in my room. Maybe father was right; I did need fattening up. Another dizzy spell hit me and I fell again. What the fuck was wrong with me? I was too weak to get back up.
"Gaara!" Father ran into my room and picked me from the floor.
"I'm fine." I growled, struggling a little. It was no use.
"I told you to rest!" He scolded, putting me back into bed. "Do you want to over-exert yourself to such a point like that?"
"Sorry. I felt a little better so I decided to come downstairs."
"Stay in bed for now. You can come down later."
"I will do."
He sat on the edge of my bed. "Changing the subject, your boyfriend is a little strange, isn't he?"
"Strange? I love him that way."
He smirked. "I know you do."
"So what do you think of him?"
"It seems he's decent, so I give him permission to keep seeing you."
I smiled. "Thanks, father."
Hello!
-everyone runs away-
Geez, I'm not that scary! ¬_¬
Thanks for reading this to the end! Updates may be slow since I have other (unfinished) fanfics at the moment ^^; On top of that, I have lots of requests too! Who cares? I'm happy drawing and writing ^3^ This is my first mpreg fic (even though I've been into it for quite some time now) So please don't be too hard on me, I'm still a beginner. Sorry if this is crap, I promise it'll get better though!
ByeBye!
~Vampy :}
