GAARA x OC! One shot, I'm super bored.
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I was stirred from my light slumber by a warm, yet cooling breeze that drifted in to our room from the empty streets below. I slowly opened my eyes, and almost felt the moon illuminating my already pale skin. Gazing down toward my hand with my crystal blue eyes, I smiled. The silvery light was like ribbons dancing across my skin, as the clouds in the sky would pass over the moon, leaving the village of Suna in temporary shadow.
I wiggled my toes and delved my back deeper into the warmth of the man who was holding me. The thin, white sheet that was over top of us was light, dry and cooling against the warm summer night of the desert. I let out a slow and steady breath, and could almost see it being exhaled and begin stirring with the sand that was in the air. I watched in a peaceful wonderment as the breeze and the sand danced around the floor of the open balcony room, and the sheets began to gently whip, almost as if to tell the sand to stop its foolish dancing.
The bed we were laying on was large and comfortable, and I almost felt as if I was sleeping in the clouds, seeing as we in a balcony room on top of a large ant-farm type of building. The roof above our head was held up by large pillars that encircled us, so that the only privacy was the fact of the height of the room. We were far above village streets, yet close enough to hear even the slightest disturbance. It was surprisingly comfortable.
My neck began to tingle from Gaara's breathing. He would intake a large breath, and then slowly let it out, warming the skin of my collar, and then cooling it by inhaling again. Yet, despite my neck being quite cold because of it, I didn't move, for his soft breathing was relaxing, and it helped me stay in the Zen that this twilight hour always created for me. It felt like I was laying there for decades before I felt Gaara's breath become disturbed. He let out a shuddered mouthful of air, and groaned. I knew he was awake.
"Hn," he said quietly, his smooth, deep voice adding melody to the sounds of the night. He was only half awake, and wrapped his arm around my abdomen, pulling me into his warm stomach. He let out another deep sigh, and as he took in and let out each breath, I could feel the hard muscle of his stomach press into my back. I could feel myself become aroused yet again, but I simply smiled and accepted his warmth.
The night was quiet, interrupted by Gaara's breathing and other sounds of life. The low whistle of an unrelenting breeze mingled with the sounds of the swishing bed sheets. Gaara was fully awake now, and I felt his fingers gently grabbing at mine. I surrendered my hand and shut my eyes, feeling his rough, warm fingers interlock with mine. His hands were so much bigger than mine, and it made me feel so protected and safe.
"I lo..." he whispered, falling back to sleep. I simply let out another breath of air, and our breathing began to synchronize.
"...Mei," he finished; now fully asleep again. I, too, began to fall asleep, wishing this moment to never end.
"Y'too," I whispered back, ending the moment of bliss.
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Romance? Sure. Do I use too many commas? Nah.