Prologue
Warm hands roamed over the petite body, earning a small moan from the girl as she threw her head back, her eyes were half lidded in pleasure. Her fingers clutched the sheets as her lover's lips moved to her neck, sucking her so tenderly earning another moan and plea from the girl, this time in the form of a name.
"Gaara please.." she moaned.
The man above her chuckled against her neck, sending sweet shivers down her spine. He pulled away from her neck to stare into her mismatched eyes and also take in the sight below him. Pulling her hands from the sheets and bringing them to his mouth, "Keiko, I won't know what you want unless you tell me clearly", he murmured while kissing her hands gently. He watched her with a heated expression waiting for an answer, still continuing to kiss her delicate hands.
Her body was aching with need, she wiggled against him trying to persuade him, a darker blush forming on her face.
He grabbed her waist with one hand to stop her movement, "Keiko, tell me" he murmured again, this time nipping one of her fingers.
"I neeeeddd, I waaaant you, pleasse Gaara plllease" she pleaded with the man, tears forming in her eyes.
"Good girl" he murmured, kissing her hands one more time before he slipped inside of her, sheathing himself inside her warmth. She whimpered at the sudden intrusion and more tears formed in her eyes from the sweet pain and pleasure he gave her. She then squeezed her eyes shut from the pure embarrassment.
He leaned down his eyes now dark with lust and slowly lapped away her tears. He then hovered over her mouth, running his tongue along her lips seeking entrance, unable to gain entrance he pulled out and thrusted himself back into the delicious heat.
She gasped and he took advantage, his mouth meshed with hers roughly, his tongue entering the moist cavern to taste her. He slowly began to move earning more whimpers and moans while he continued to taste her. After a few minutes, her small hands begin pounding against his back letting him know she needed air.
He broke away from her lips and moved back to the girl's neck, moving his hands to the girl's shoulders, pressing her down harder against the bed. She moaned louder, tilting her head to the side allowing him better access. She felt so good as he began kissing her neck and he started to move faster within her. She felt so wrong but felt so good at the same time, she couldn't ever imagine herself doing this with him a year ago.
A year ago she was forced into an arranged marriage due to a promise she made long ago. When told to marry this man she didn't object and treated it like a mission but she didn't expect to grow feelings for this man. Never did she imagine she would fall in love with him, it wasn't supposed to be like this. It was wrong, she wasn't supposed to have feelings like this because all she would be left with was pain.
She didn't know why she loved him, she couldn't understand it but she would never tell him she loved him. He deserved better than her perhaps that Matsuri girl would take her place after she left, they did love each, after all she had witnessed it with her own eyes. The two had kissed but he had pushed her away saying he had a wife now. The thought that she was never the one he loved but just a replacement for the one he did love sadden her. But he and Matsuri would have a chance to be together once again since this would be the last time they would be together, tomorrow she would fake her own death. After all, she witnessed who he loved with her very own eyes, and if she stayed she would continue to get in between their love, she had no right to since their marriage was a fake from the beginning. This would just be a very good memory for her, a memory of what it meant to be human.
This thing they did, always started with fighting, it was not like the thing others called it, making love but something different. She wasn't quite sure what it was called but it was definitely not making love. The argument which had led to this had started when she said she was participating in the fight with the other shinobi in the village. He didn't want her fighting telling her she was his wife and her place was now at home and in the future with their kids not on the battlefield where she could get hurt. He had pushed her on the bed informing her she would take no part in the fight that she would listen to him for once and stay home like a good wife and to wait for him to come home.
She used to run from this, this thing that just the two of them shared but now she craved his touch but she would never admit it. It felt good when he touched her, she had never experienced what he did to her with another but she was still confused at what point she started to fall for him since the very first day he was a complete and utter dick to her. But still she fell in love with him and when they did this she felt like he only belonged to her and no one else. He loved his people, loved his siblings, loved Matsuri, and he pitied her.
She wanted him to look, think, and crave only her but she knew she could never have it but this thing they shared created a false idea he only belonged to her and no one else but tomorrow she was leaving this all behind. Her heart felt like it would break into a million pieces at the thought of leaving him but it was better than staying. He loved another that was not her and staying here would only bring her more pain.
She moved her hands up running them through his silky red locks, pulling him closer to her. She liked his hair and especially liked touching it when she could without him thinking she was odd. The kissing slowly began to become gentle nips which progressed into harder nips. The pain caused her to moan, she wanted more and tried to move closer to him. Mating with him was not gentle but rough and abusive but she craved it all the same.
He nipped at her ear playful eliciting more moans and whimpers from her. He was moving within her at a quick and steady pace but came to an abrupt stop within her pulling out so only the tip remained inside. She needed him back inside her, "Gaara, please" she hissed and pleaded and tried to push him back inside her but he held her down which only caused her to moan wantonly. She could feel him smirking against her skin which only agitated her, she just wanted him inside her again, to feel him again touching the places he could only reach.
He always did this to her, it was some sort of twisted game in which she always lost. "I'll continue if you….." he whispered in her ear causing her to tremble.
"What do you want?" she moaned out.
"Children" he whispered, licking and nibbling the shell of her ear.
"No" she growled out.
"No?" he questioned her biting down on her ear causing it to bleed. He lapped at the blood while waiting for her to respond differently. Her trembling got worse the longer he held back, he could feel her underneath him and it delighted him he could cause her to react so violently to his touches. He knew he would get his own way, he just needed to play the game right. Also, children would only tie her further to him, she wouldn't be able to escape him if she became pregnant. He and Shukaku could feel how flighty she became recently, 'A mother pregnant with cubs can't go very far, boy' Shukaku chuckled in delight.
"Yes, I said no" she snarled which displeased both him and Shukaku.
"You'll get the rest as soon as you comply" he whispered again, tempting her by pushing in a bit further into her heat.
"No, I just…" she pleaded and moaned again.
"Ah, is that so? Then this is all for tonight" he said and pulled out of her which caused her to whimper. He started to get up and off of her. "Goodnight" he said.
"Wait, a…. agrh! All right! I get it! I'll do it! So just…!" she shrieked flipping her position so her stomach laid flat against the bed and her face was now hidden in the pillow. She didn't want him to see her face, more tears were welling up in her eyes. Why did he always make her do unfair stuff? It wasn't fair, she didn't want to promise him that when she would only be leaving him tomorrow. The idea of him wanting children with her made her want to believe he loved her but she knew better, the council wanted children, not Gaara.
The thought was short lived when she felt him over her again, the heat radiating from his body onto her bare back. He was now hovering over her, his hands on either side of her body. He started laying kisses down her back starting from her neck, "You'll do what" he questioned her, his breath fanning against her skin causing goose bumps.
"I'll have… your your children" she hiccupped.
"Mhhh… Then I have no choice but to continue" he said smiling against her skin. It pleased him and Shukaku that she complied, for a moment he was worried she didn't want to have his children. 'Cubs' Shukaku murmured excitedly in the recesses of his mind.
He pulled her up so she was kneeling forward her ass in the air and with his hands he spread her legs apart. He savored the scene before him licking his lips before plunging back into her warmth. She let out an audible hiss when he entered her.
He thrusted in and out of her while biting and nipping at her back leaving his marks on her. If anyone saw them there would be no mistake that she belonged to another. He thrusted in again, "Ahh! Wait… Not there… Feel weirds!" she moaned.
He thrusted again in the same spot, "Weird?" he said in husky voice when he felt her tighten around him when he struck that spot.
"Ahh! Wait! No…" She moaned again when he did it again. He smiled, 'a spot to remember' he thought and pushed forward, again and again, ramming against the spot that caused her to tighten and quiver around him.
"Stop it Gaara!" she yelled and moaned. But he pretended he didn't hear her and continued to ravish her, alternating from gentle kisses to rough bites on her neck. He started to thrust even faster becoming even rougher, the gentle kisses becoming less frequent and the rough bites more frequent. She felt odd and didn't like it, this was different from all the other times they shared before and she began to squirm.
The moment she began to squirm in his grip she earned a throaty growl from him. He then quickly grabbed onto her left breast while his other hand kept a firm grip on her hips forcing her hips to meet his thrusts while his other hand played roughly with her breast. He pinched her nipple hard when she started struggling harder against him. The pleasure and pain caused her to squeal underneath him which encouraged him to do it again. She was unsure what to do, she wanted to escape but it felt so good, the pleasure was pooling in her gut the more he moved inside her.
She started to moan loudly nonstop as she felt the pooling pleasure begin to coil inside, she was almost there. By the time she knew what was happening through the pleasurable haze, he had stopped and flipped her over. She tried to close her legs but he kept them apart staring into her eyes. She noticed the lust in his eyes and blushed a brighter hue of red if that was possible right now due to his intense staring.
"I want to see your face when you come undone by me" he whispered before nestling himself back into her heat. He reignited her tightly coiled pool of pleasure and captured her lips. His thrusting became faster and rougher while he plunged his tongue in her mouth fighting her for dominance. It was not long before her pleasure exploded causing her to arch her spine closing the gap between their bodies.
She raked her nails down his back as her entire body shook and trembled with her climax. She didn't understand what was happening but it felt so good yet so wrong. She felt both excited and frightened at the same time.
Her body clench around him causing his thrusting to become erratic as his own orgasm closed in. He eventually climaxed within her heat and she felt something warm and sticky fill her insides when he collapsed on top of her. The feeling of the substance which filled her elicited another throaty moan from her and eventually, her moans and screams died down as she came down from her pleasure high. The screams and moans which were the only sounds that came from her throat moments before were then replaced with her labored breathing.
He felt her bare chest rise and fall against his own and felt immensely pleased knowing that he had satisfied her. He too felt intensively satisfied, and he realized if she were to disappear from his side one day he would be completely lost without her. Her touch, her voice, her smile, and tears were all things he needed but there was one thing she had yet to give him which he wanted desperately. He wanted her to tell him she loved him but she had yet confessed to him even after all the times they made love. He told her countless times that he loved her but she had failed to say the words back. If she said those three simple words to him he would not be so restless and the only solution he could think of which would calm his heart was getting her pregnant with is children. Children would bind her to him so that she could never leave him.
She was having trouble keep her eyes open, the darkness was threatening to consume her vision. The last thing she saw was the man above her, her cyan eyes staring into her very soul. His face looked so content as he stared into her eyes but she also detected another emotion present. He looked worried, and she wondered if he had any idea she was leaving him but of course he wouldn't she had told no one what she planned on doing.
Before the darkness consumed her, she heard Gaara's husky voice, "You'll be a good mother, Keiko". The words somehow comforted her but deep down she knew she would never be the mother of his children.
Present day
She woke up crying and she cradled her head in arms and drew her legs up to her chest. Why did she always have the same dream and why couldn't she forget him, it had already been 7 years since she left him that day. She clutched the locket which hung from her neck and rubbed the surface with her thumb. Before she could think about it anymore she heard the pitter patter of feet on the floor outside her bedroom before the door to her bedroom was flung open. There stood a young boy no older than 6.
When he saw his mother crying he came running to her side, "mommy, mommy why are you crying again?" he asked. When she looked at him he reminded her of his father, the only exception was his eyes, he had inherited her eyes.
"A bad dream I guess" she whispered pulling her son into her lap, hugging him like he was going to disappear on her one day. It was unfair of her to keep him from his father but this was her son. She had no desire to share her son with another woman. It wasn't unreasonable, Gaara had Matsuri and possibly had other children by now so it was only fair she got to keep her son to herself.
"A dream huh? You are too old to be upset over a dream." He said staring up at her. "Come on, I'm hungry" he said after a few seconds and when she didn't let go he began to squirm in her arms.
"Alright, Alright" she said letting him go. He jumped down off the bed and ran only to stop in the doorway to look back at her waiting to see if she was going to follow him.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. I'll be right there" she said and saw him smile when she began getting out of the bed and she couldn't help but smile back. She was happy with this, she couldn't ask for more than this and trailed after her son.