A/N : This is what I just came up with... A one-shot...
Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto... I just own the writing skill for writing this story...
Skimpy Gardening
Sunlight filtered through the translucent window curtains. The birds were chirping merrily and the bees were bust at work. What can possibly happen on a day like this? Gaara's eye cracked open. He turned and wanted to give his dear wife a hug and kiss only to find she wasn't even beside him. Muttering a few curses, he got dressed and procceded down to get some breakfast.
While the coffee was brewing, Gaara was helping himself to the jars of biscuits laid out when something, or maybe a certain someone, caught his attention and he stared right out the glass window. He couldn't believe his eyes. His wife was out at the garden, gardening, of course. BUT 'What IS she wearing!?'. Gaara thought. His eyes scanned her again. She was wearing a purple gardening hat, with an extremely skimpy gardening suit. The outfit was short, so short that her long, flawless, smooth, creamy legs were revealed. The dress also let guys have a glimspe of her cleavage and her beautiful back. Gaara was so pissed that he stormed outside and grabbed her by the arm.
Staring right into her eyes, Sakura could tell that he was mad, but, hey, she really wanted to get a tan but lover boy here was so protective and would turn any guy into pulp if he even looked at her. This was her last resort.
"What is the meaning of THIS!?" Gaara asked, tightening his grip. She then gave him a smirk, wriggled free and continued what she was doing. 'So this is how you wanna play it? We'll see' Gaara thought, smoke literally fuming out of his ears.
"There!" As Sakura placed the last bucket of weeds at the side. She planned to clear it later after a nice, long and relaxing bath. She rubbed her aching shoulders while running the cool water into the tub. She then removed her clothing and threw it carelessly around the bathroom floor. She was about to slip into the tub when her husband grabbed her sexy waist.
"You shouldn't leave your clothing around like that. Someone might slip." And with that, he took a few steps back, purposely slipping on her clothing, and landing both of them into the tub. "Gaara, can't you let me have this bath... MYSELF?" Sakura asked. He raised his eyebrows and gave her the like-that's-gonna-happen look. She sighed. She was in for it this time.
Without hesitation, he gently massaged her breasts, while he ordered his sand to stop the running water. He reached for her lips while his hands slying slid down into the pure water, feeling for her womanhood. He fingers stopped right in front. He slowing thrust in one finger, which made her let out a whimper. He merely smirked and then inserted two more fingers, which made her scream at the top of her lungs. He thrusted in and out, until her yelling died off. As if on cue, she embraced herself for the next few moments. He thrusted in his manhood fast and furiously.
Sparks and fireworks flew. She slipped into the water while he filled her with his seed. It was simply amazing how they finished showering. He carried her towards the bedroom dripping wet. "This is your punishment for wearing that in the garden." He said, throwing her forcefully on the bed.
'If this is punishment, I'd gladly wear that suit more...' Sakura thought and smirked while they were dressing up... PROPERLY.
End