HEAT

The rain was pouring down strong and being blown diagonally outside of our hideout. Lee was standing under the arch of the cave entrance, misty eyed and covered in wetness. He stood, his shirt clinging to him the way paper does when cool tea splashes the surface, slick and bundled up against his thin torso. His shorts, that were at his knees earlier, were now scrunched up and plastered to his thighs. They must have ridden up from his running in the rain...

Lee…

I could not stop looking at him. I was completely mesmerized in his stare. He was completely dubious to the situation that he had created within me. I could feel myself being swept into his appearance, getting drunk off of it. Something was turning inside me, and the self control I had desperately mastered over the years was melting away…that feeling, it was twirling around and around inside my gut.

What is it? What's happening to me?

He came toward me, so close that his white cloud of breath tickled my cheeks. He said something, something I can no longer recall. Senses were raging inside of me, uncontrollable and completely warping me into something dangerously primal. The next moment I had him pinned to the ground. Moments of pleasure play so fast in my head that it is dizzying to place them in a proper time sequence. He was gasping, completely unaware of what was happening. He was trying to grasp the situation for what it was, but could not accept. The buds under his shirt bloomed under my touch, the space between his shorts and my jeans were squished so impossibly close that it aroused me. The thunder boomed and shook us, drowning his choppy words, words I couldn't make out. Even now in my steady mind I fail to recall them. I pressed myself against him roughly, he arced his back in surprise at the sensation of pleasure that was unknown to him until that moment. I slipped his shirt off. Soon after, his shorts suffered the same fate. My hands were everywhere. My mouth tasted all of him. I will say this much: I did not penetrate. But I might as well have. Despite the freezing rain and the mush of dirt and sleet tossing in the wind, we were safe and warm. Heat was all around us. The sound of rain rapping against the mountain and the hard presses of our members against the other was enough to make us explode.

His eyes were slits of confusion and disbelief. "Oh my god…" he whispered tiredly. He was silent the next moment. Asleep.

My attraction to Lee is nothing new, but never has my desire for him been so strong. Only in my dreams perhaps, but never would I have acted on them if it wasn't for those mushrooms. Just before the weather shifted, Lee speared fish and collected mushrooms. Strange mushrooms at that…but I said nothing. We skewered them on sharpened sticks along with the fish and roasted them over the dying fire. Lee ate quickly, insisting that he go out and fetch more wood for the fire. He left, but not even ten minutes later, a storm blew in. I should have known. The strong scent of the sea floated on the wind. The smallest hint of static on the grass… I should have known the storm was coming but I ignored it. No. My senses were disoriented. I was full of heat, dizziness, and was craving something. Starving. Hungry for those sensual touches.

I should be sorry for what I did, but I am not. I was a hard and cruel person, but he melted me. I want him for my own. Selfish I am, but is that so wrong of me? Is it truly? For sixteen years of my life, I took to my duties as a strong shinobi and now as the proud Kazekage. I have no life outside of my office, for it too is crammed with ongoing threats and draining work. The elders have been on edge since my unexpected death six months ago. My siblings are worried as well. No automatic defense they say. I am as naked as a baby they assume. As Kazekage, I am expected to have heirs. Temari has been setting up dates, all with females, she does not care if I marry or not. Children. It is to be my top priority. I will admit to having been with women, not many, but still. I am no virgin, but I have not planted any seeds. I do not plan to. The world does not need another monster. But with Lee I can escape everything. Do I not deserve this peace? Do I not deserve to have him for myself? Of all the hell I have suffered on this godforsaken planet, Lee is my heaven. I would rather die another hideous death than let him go. To hide, he could cram himself into a corner, run to the ends of the earth, shrink to the size of a raindrop, take refuge in a foreign land, but never will he be free of me. Silver interlaced with delicate Emerald…This ring, planned by my sister is to go to the bearer of my heart should I have wanted to marry a woman. With this, he will be forever bound to me. No one can have you, Lee. I shall make you mine. Only mine.

Do not try to escape me.

I am coming for you.