"…You want me…to be temporary Hokage…?" Rinsu repeats, seeming in shock as she just stares at Tsunade almost helplessly.
"Yes." Tsunade explains, accompanied by an ANBU member with brown hair and a cat mask as well as Shizune. Folding her hands, the Hokage utters. "There are reports that a certain person, after the attack by Otogakure, has taken information to the Fire Lord and they are trying to take my place. There isn't any way I can talk my way out, but for us to allow that person to become Hokage… it would not be well received. Many of the people who have been given pardon will be punished retroactively and in severe and cruel ways. We already know this about him, and so we need someone who the Fire Lord will be willing to accept as a replacement. However, I've also been forbade from choosing any successors loyal to the Third Hokage for … well, stupid reasons. That means Jiraiya, Naruto, Kakashi… they're all out of the question. But Rinsu, you were trained primarily in the Fire Lord's village. More than that, you can access the Mokuton style, and you're really skilled at it. Those two things will really put you in a good light for Hokage."
Taking in this information, Gaara furrows his brows thoughtfully but then remains silent. Watching Rinsu he doesn't alter his body language but waits for her reaction instead.
Seeming increasingly anxious, the brunette's eyes glass as she frowns, then looks towards Gaara. She seems pleading for some direction or hope as she fights the tears that stand in her eyes. "…I…I-I…"
Raising his brows, Gaara then sighs gently before he states simply. "I think that you should. I don't think I like the direction this other candidate is going. People like Sasuke Uchiha would be marked for death, and people like you wouldn't be trusted for fear that Orochimaru could control you. Also, the Sand would be willing to make a permanent ally of the Leaf." I have to be professional right now. My emotions tell me to scream, but… I also understand what it is to be needed by people… His face cracking downward a moment, he drags it back up into a small grin as he offers gently. "…Coming to the aid of the people selflessly has… it's own rewards, too."
Sniffling, though she listens to his every words carefully, the brunette turns off thoughtfully, then closes her eyes. Then, in an odd bout of maturity, she stands straight, coughing once to clear her throat; though she stays turned away. "…I…accept the responsibility, Hokage-hime…and I hope you'll help me…learn how to do the things I have to…tomorrow… For now, I…h-have to respectfully take my leave…" Her tears finally win out at her last words as she turns quickly, a trail of tears springing from her eyes and splattering across Gaara's sand armour, wetting it gently.
"Of course." Tsunade murmurs understandingly before her own eyes lower and seem shadowed by the thoughts of her own past.
Gaara escorts Rinsu from the room while holding her and the ANBU closes the door behind them. Once they're alone again, the Kazekage sighs once more but still says nothing as he holds her against him.
"…why now…? …why… ..I had…j-just decided… why does everything…h-have to be so unfair….?" She asks as she trembles in his arms, clutching his robes with her small fingers.
"I wish I had those answers." Gaara offers gently, furrowing his brows. Can anyone really answer such a rhetorical question? I really would like to know! "…You'll be alright, Rinsu."
"..but we won't.." She points out, flinching at her own words before she suddenly breaks down, starting to sob hurtfully as her body becomes weak against him. "It hurts so bad..!"
Looking down at her, Gaara then frowns alittle but continues to hold her as he insists. "Rinsu, we'll be fine. We'll still… work together often, and we can make excuses to visit each other."
"What about real dates, and building a relationship? What about getting married and family?? What if we wanted to do stuff like that one day…? …Now we can't!" She screams as her emotions start to take control of her for their repression earlier and she becomes completely lax in his arms as she sobs painfully. "I hate this…! I finally have a good man…who I love and now… Now…!!!"
"It's also temporary." Gaara points out while trying to remain calm for her sake.
"Come on, Gaara..! You know temporary can become permanent…! Plus, how long is temporary? She had no idea how long this could have to be! It could be years..!" She cries, clinging to him as if she would die before shaking her head. "We'll be lucky to see each other a few times a year…!"
"It's better than not at all." He offers again petting her hair softly.
"…how can you say that…? …so…what…? We have a long distance relationship…that leads to a long distance marriage…then you're a long distance dad…" She points out still, shaking her head before she starts to cough, covering her mouth as she does. Her body still trembles as she shakes her head, sniffling and still leaning completely on his own strength.
"If that's what I have to do to have you, then that's what I'll do. Besides, I believe you'll be safer here." He says with some amount of modesty. I'm used to stepping aside; letting go of things no matter how badly it hurts. That's why I can be strong in a moment like this.
Looking up at him suddenly, an odd hurt enters her eyes as she questions in a whisper simply. "…don't you care..?"
Meeting her eyes, his own seeming restrained, the sand ninja then sighs. "Yes, of course. Why would you think otherwise…?"
"…show me.." She sniffles, reaching up a hand to brush his hair from his 'love' symbol upon his forehead. It's now that the new, odd hurt in her eyes isn't doubt or betrayal; but concern for him.
Blinking slightly and seeming thoughtful, Gaara then furrows his brows and sighs before looking down slightly. "How… do you mean? I don't… really know what to do…"
"..tell me how you feel…I won't change my decision, and…I promise…I'll be strong…if you can trust me enough to show me you can be weak sometimes…"
Frowning gently and looking down, Gaara then reaches up almost subconsciously and puts a hand to his forehead. If I let down this wall, I'm not sure I'll be able to put it up again, or release all of the right… "I'm worried to subject you to my emotional skeletons. My mother, my uncle, my father… my peers. It's only in recent years that I haven't been so tortured."
Taking his hands into her own and pulling them in front of them both, Rinsu stumbles and leans against him once more before clearing her throat and grinning a bit lopsidedly, shaking her head. "…If you really want to love me…you have to be willing to tell me everything…to be able to talk about anything…and hold back from each other nothing…"
Looking off and frowning gently, Gaara sighs. "I'm not worried about trusting you. I'm concerned about myself…." Sighing again, the red headed shinobi explains. "I'm horribly upset right now. I only wanted to make the best of a bad situation. And I suppose, you never know… what fate might hold. I'm not willing to resign myself to forever anymore when I get dealt a bad hand. … And that's thanks to Naruto."
"..I know it might not be forever…but realistically, it…might be a long time. At our age, five years can be a long time…" She points out, biting her bottom lip. "…I want…to get married…and have lots of kids…so badly…"
"We'll still be together until that time… at least that's what I want…" Then he offers a small smirk. "And I can be irrationally stubborn with something I want."
"I'm flighty and emotional." She responds; oddly mature yet immature with a sigh. "…I wish I could be more like you… I don't really think all of my bad experiences taught me anything but to be untrusting and not want to stay still…"
"I'm still plenty untrusting." Gaara says simply with a nod. "The only thing I do is try to block my heart to pain, while remaining understanding."
"…this doesn't sound like a very good plan…" She murmurs before moving to wrap her arms around him. But then she stumbles to her knees, her face implanted into his crotch with a whimper.
Blinking and jumping a bit, Gaara blushes but then slowly kneels down and wraps his arms around her. "…It'll be alright. I'll talk to Tsunade myself and see if we can't have more time. Maybe I can at least take you with me for a little while."
Blushing as she looks up at him, the young brunette only smiles unsurely and nods with a sigh. "…if I want to be your wife one day, I'll have to learn to trust your judgment, right..? …I might as well start now…"
Nodding back in agreement, Gaara turns thoughtful again for a moment before leaning in quickly to kiss her lips again.
Kissing him back, she lets out a gentle giggle before pushing against him, making him fall onto his back almost aggressively as she deepens the kiss heartily.
Blinking his eyes wide, Gaara falls back but wraps his arms around her. Shivering in the depth of her kiss, his arms wrap around the small young woman atop him and hold her close.
After a moment, she then remembers where they lie; right outside of the Hokage's office before she clears her throat and licks her lips. "…Can I ask a totally off color question?"
Looking up at her, his face a bit red, Gaara's brows just raise as he asks. "..What?"
"What religion are you?" She asks without recanting, swirling a finger over his lips before blinking and tapping the side of his mouth harshly. "…there's…something chipping off of your…face… I think it's a little dirt; hold on."
Blinking alittle, Gaara then sighs before offering. "It's.. just sand. Give me a moment, and try not to be too surprised." This said, he cracks away the sand armour around his body by will and draws the grains into his coat. "It… is somewhat a force of habit at this point."
"Oh…" She utters, seeming a bit confused before shaking her head and asking again. "Come on, come on, tell me!" She smiles, calling cutely; though remnant sadness resides in her light brown eyes.
Raising his brows, Gaara then says easily. "Like most ninja, I follow the teachings of the Sage of the Six Paths."
"Oh…" she murmurs with a slight nod, then bits her bottom lip. "I'm Shinto.."
"Hmm.." He murmurs thoughtfully before then asking. "I've heard it rumored that Shinto belief says that the bijuu are the offspring of the four gods…?"
Nodding a bit, she offers as she bends down, nibbling at his ear with a grin. "…there's…something I want to do…to make sure we're always close… I'm…alittle scared…but I promise I'll make it worth your while… We'll go out and pick up some flour and seasonings from my place…maybe go to the store before it closes and get some…gizzards…go rent one of those nice hotel rooms on the other side of town…maybe perform a teeny, tiny ritual…"
"Hm? What kind of a ritual?" Gaara asks carefully. The last ritual I was a part of didn't end well… Not that I think she'd ever do something like that, but…
"It'll…bind us to each other…unless through just means, like betrayal or something horrible we're separated.." She explains, licking her lips as she looks down at him with a cute excitement. "I kinda see myself as an untrained Shinto priestess. Heheh…"
Hm… Damnit, I just can't ignore this sinking feeling… I'll go along with it, just please don't betray me… Not vocalizing any of his thoughts he nods slowly and moves to climb from beneath her and stand.
Standing with a gentle smile, she reminds as she cuddles against him. "And don't forget; I'm going to make you my mom's special gizzards!"
Offering a small smile, Gaara then nods slowly again. "I can't wait…"
A few hours later, the two step into the honeymoon suite and Rinsu's eyes grow wide as she drops her grocery bags. "…wow…you got us….the honeymoon suite…it's beautiful…" She murmurs in awe.
"It isn't… too much?" He asks curiously, walking in and looking around for a moment curiously.
Not seeming to hear him, the shorter female giggles as she throws out her arms happily. "I've never stayed in such a big, beautiful room..! There are plants, open windows with a strong breeze coming in, silky sheets, a satin comforter, velvet draw curtains..!"
I guess it's fine then. Gaara observes and then goes about removing his gourd harness and trench coat, compiling the sand within the pile near the door made up of his garments. Now he wears only a black T-shirt with a tighter mesh underneath; similar to the style he wore when he was much younger. Underneath is a thin, nearly lanky frame with only typically boyish definition.
Twirling until she falls onto the bed, the long haired young woman coos before smiling up at her boyfriend and then blinks, suddenly blushing softly as she chews her bottom lip. "…you know…I can see why those girls chase you all the time… you're really cute…"
"Hm. I suppose for anyone, a young kage that does not impose his rank often… other than that, I can't see why." Sitting beside her he points out. "Sand-dried hair, these dark rings, from insomnia and the raccoon bijuu… and my father's facial features.." He mutters distastefully the last.
"mmm… You told me how much…you…" She starts before shaking her head and offering a smile as she pulls the blanket up around herself with a happy sound. "I don't care where you got your good looks from. You look like you; and that's beautiful." She states with finality as she begins moving around under the covers, eventually tossing out her tiny green top and short green skirt, kicking her shoes out as well.
Blinking, his eyes widening, Gaara stands stone still as he just watches and begins to blush deeply. Is she really…? Swallowing gently he holds his position in silent disbelief.
Popping her head out from the blanket and letting out a cute sigh, the shorter kunoichi smiles at him before blinking and raising a brow. "er…Gaara-kun..? Are you alright..?"
His face now nearly red enough to match his hair and mask his scar, the kazekage clears his throat and opens his mouth to speak, though it comes as a futile attempt.
Watching him before she gets a devious look in her eyes, leaning forward towards him until the blanket falls from her shoulders, exposing thin black bra straps with silver trim. "What's wrong, Kazekage-dono…? Have you never seen a sexy, young woman in her underwear in a pretty bed before..?"
"…no…" He says quietly, his eyes now locking onto her body. He quickly finds himself growing short of breath as the conflicting sides of his brain meet. The adolescent teenage side of him crying with approval while his sensible side holds him back on sheer disbelief, skepticism and distrust.
Grinning at his outward reaction, Rinsu licks her lips before asking boldly. "…do…you want to now..?"
"I… uh…" the red haired young man stammers uncharacteristically while Rinsu giggles. Gaara chews his lip and swallows deeply before she starts to crawl the bed towards him, the blanket slipping down to reveal her upper body, and a fetching bra of black with silvery swirls and hints of white and blue, mimicking a wind design.
"..You could…if you just…pull the blanket…"
Maybe this really is happening? But maybe it isn't… it could even be a genjutsu… The sensible side urges and Gaara draws the side of his tongue under his teeth and bites down, suddenly flinching and putting a hand to his mouth quickly. It isn't! Damnit…! And that hurt!!
Blinking her eyes wide, Rinsu moves forward quickly and furrowing her brows deeply in worry. "Gaara..! Are you okay? Did something happen?? You don't have someone controlling your mind now, do you??? Did somebody implant something inside you and you just now realized it!??? WHAT'S WRONG!???"
….Did you have to mention something like that…? Gaara frowns and swallows a salty bitter taste in his mouth before muttering in restraint behind his hand. "…I bit… my tongue…"
"Oh.." She answers a bit shyly, blushing a bit before sitting at his side. She then sighs before admitting. "…sorry… I guess I freaked out a bit… I'm…kinda… I don't know…"
Calming himself after a few minutes, Gaara finally sighs and eases back against the bed to stare up at the ceiling. So she really is almost naked in front of me… trying to seduce me… she… says she loves me… so this probably is real… And if it isn't… I'll know. I'll find out, I'll survive. Just as I almost always have the luck to do… and then… I'll have to handle it like everything else.
"…you don't really trust me…do you…?" Rinsu finally asks, sagging slightly as she turns away from him and sighs. "…I can tell…it's either that, or…" Rubbing her face, she stands. "..this was a mistake…"
Sagging alittle, Gaara then sits up and turns to her. "I'm willing to." He says carefully. "It might be more difficult for me than others you've known, but understand how much of my trust you already have; that I'm here."
Turning to him, she stands before him only in her bra and matching black panties with silvery swirls of glittering fabric. "You have no idea how I feel being here like this..! ..It takes a lot of strength and courage for me to build up and do something like this, too, you know…! …Do you know how many times my trust has been smashed?? Kakashi wasn't the first..!" She cries, clenching her eyes tightly as she starts to cry and then sinks down to her knees, covering her face as she cries.
Crossing his legs, and resting his hands in his lap, Gaara sighs and then moves closer to her. Resting at her side, he puts a hand to her shoulder and offers gently. "I see now. We can't do this, if we keep trying to put the shadows of our pasts onto each other."
Flinching heavily, she turns and cries out almost indignantly. "That's exactly what I wasn't doing until you did!" Shaking her head again, she sobs hurtfully, pulling away from his hand. "I was fine! Fine! Then you started putting all of those…'worried' pheromones, and I knew you were either feeling distrustful of me, or…ugh… …Then, I got freaked out… This isn't my fault!"
"…" Watching her a moment later, Gaara then looks away and turns thoughtful. I never really thought I could find someone with as much reason to hate as I do. And someone who ignores it as much as I try to… Maybe if my past hadn't 'taught' me so much I wouldn't have this problem with paranoia. It's just like she was talking about before. But now, whereas I don't let emotional pain bother me, I also can't open to emotional bliss either. Sagging further, the kazekage frowns sadly as his eyes draw down to his hands. "Our strengths offset our weaknesses. We… both can learn from each other…." Closing his eyes and resting his forehead on his palm, he murmurs gently. "I'm sorry, Rinsu…"
"…it doesn't matter anymore…" She whimpers pitifully, curling in on herself upon the floor. "…it doesn't matter…"
Watching her, Gaara frowns and seems at a total loss for a moment before moving down to her side and reaching out to draw her close, only to have her pull away again. Letting his arms down, the green eyed teen just stares and then rests back against the side of the bed propping his left wrist on his knee and letting the other stretch out in front of him. His head tilts up and he sighs. What do I do now…? I'm completely lost… I have nothing. No reason to think anything I say will make a difference… and with everything else tonight… It will be far too easy for her to forget me when I leave…
But it's then that he notices her stand and wipe her face free of her tears, walking to the bags discarded at the door. As she gathers them and begins putting perishables into the small refrigerator drink bar, he continues to watch her as she moves to the center of the room, setting up a cooking space with a tin can of blue heating substance. This doesn't take her long before she digs into the bag she picked up from home and pulls out a kunai and a few large slips of paper and make her way towards him purposefully.
She wants me to trust her… then so be it… Gaara puts the thought into his own head as he just continues to watch her come toward him, take his hand into hers; palm up and slash him across the hand with the kunai. As a reaction, Gaara's teeth grit and he reaches up to grab her shoulder, before he flinches and releases just as quickly, pulling his uninjured hand back and looking off, muttering through his skin. "…that… was a reflex…"
"I understand.." She responds, pulling her hand back from his. "Now, don't touch it." She warns, slapping one of the slips of paper onto his bloodied hand. The blood begins to seem through, forming Ai; the same kanji that resides upon his forehead. She blinks at this, raising a brow. "Huh. How about that."
Furrowing his brows slightly, Gaara then asks carefully. "…What?"
"Your blood says you love me." She pokes with a grin before looking down at her own hand and furrowing her brows a bit. "…I don't think I'm quite psychotic enough to slash my own hand, though……. You might need to do it.."
Looking slightly affronted a moment, Gaara then nods and takes up the kunai in his own hand before offering his own. "Is this alright? Even though I don't claim to be Shinto?"
"If you believe in it, yeah…" She utters, slipping her hand into his, palm up as it trembles slightly.
Looking down at her hand, seeing it tremble in his grasp, the red haired young kage has a sudden thought and turns her hand in his own and draws it up to his lips quickly, while bringing his bright green eyes to bear on her own brown.
Blinking her eyes wide, she suddenly blushes as her eyes remain locked with his. Her hand stops trembling, though her breath catches in her throat as her eyes begin to shimmer.
Lowering her hand and turning it again, he sets the blade against her skin and cuts into it but carefully, just enough to draw blood.
Flinching slightly, she then only swoons a bit, letting out a sweet whimper. "…Gaara…"
Blinking alittle, then looking around a moment he spies the paper and seems of two minds for a moment before looking back to Rinsu and speaking quickly. "..Rinsu? The ritual…"
"..R-…Right..!" She answers, blushing deeper still as she turns off slightly and swallows, looking down at her hand before picking up the paper and pressing it against her hand. The blood seems to only seem into the paper for a moment before it slowly forms the symbol Tamashii; the symbol for soul.
Watching this, Gaara furrows his brows curiously before asking. "What does it mean?"
Blinking down at her hand as well, she looks back up at him quickly before her face flushes once more. "Oh gods…" Pulling her hand back almost fearfully, she murmurs simply. "…it means…my soul is tethered to yours…"
Blinking as well, the Kazekage then asks, more for clarification. "…In… what sort of a way?"
"…it says…we're soul mates…" Offering him a humble smile, she swallows before adding, her eyes budding with gentle tears. "…you just don't know it yet…"
"Didn't." He offers a simple, and thoughtful correction as he looks down at the paper from both of them. If I had been younger, this wouldn't have worked. She wouldn't have even been able to cut my hand.
"…What do you…think about that…?" She asks, urging him to comment as she slips her paper-covered hand over his own, flinching as they grip them together.
His eyes squinting as well, Gaara exhales deeply as he steels himself and then offers. "Well, I have a lot more faith… in what we're trying to do, for one…"
Blushing deeply, she utters as she shivers slightly. "…do you…want to know…how many..? ..Some guys want to know, and…I didn't know if you did or not… I have good reasons for them, I swear! I'm…not that sort of girl…really I'm not…" She offers shyly, her eyes cast down shamefully.
"I don't care about things like that." Gaara states surely. "That is the past, and I wouldn't let it come to a decision now. You can tell me if you want, but I'm not going to say I want to know, or don't want to know."
"I don't know if that's good or not!" She teases, chuckling before biting her bottom lip, then flinching again from the pain in their intertwined hands. "…Gaara, I….I love…you…you know…?"
Nodding slowly, Gaara offers back. "I love you, too. ….obviously." He adds the last with a small grin.
Leaning forward slightly, she closes her eyes slowly, puckering her lips sweetly as her other hand moves to caress his shoulder lovingly.
Drawing in close to her, Gaara reaches his uninjured hand around to her neck as his lips press to hers softly and his eyes slip closed.
Pushing her body against his, she whimpers, her nipples growing pert against her bra to press through it, gently nudging her chest. Her lower body moves to get closer to him until she is obliged to spread her legs over his lap.
Stiffening his back a little, Gaara then relaxes, but only mostly as the heat of her body stiffens him again; yet in a different way. His hand touches across her bare skin carefully as she holds tight to his other against her own.
Lifting her mouth from his, a tiny trail of saliva strings from their bottom lips before she licks her bottom lip, looking into his eyes sultrily. Her hips press down upon his own before she flinches and makes a soft sound. "..Y-Your…knee is pressing against…my crotch… It kinda hurts…"
Blinking at her in slight confusion, the red haired teen then points out. "You're… not sitting on my knees.."
Reaching her free hand down as her cheeks flush deeper, Rinsu's brown eyes grow round as she jumps back, almost letting his hand go. "Wh-It's so big! …Wh-…Why is it…?"
His own eyes widening innocently, Gaara just stares at her a moment before asking. "It… isn't normal…?"
"H-…Haven't you ever seen your brother's before..?" She asks, trying to calm herself as her face beams beat red and she stares down at his engorged erection through his pants.
"Only in passing… Kankuro and I weren't exactly close growing up." The kazekage explains.
"…Well…it didn't look…that big, did it…?" She asks, biting her bottom lip as her cheeks flush. "…How big is it..?"
Turning thoughtful for a moment, Gaara then shakes his head. "I never really gave it much thought…"
"…I wonder if…it'll fit…" She murmurs shyly, shifting a bit so her nimble fingers can unbutton his pants.
Watching her, Gaara turns quiet, seemingly at a bit of a loss for words as her hands work to free him. Is this… a bad thing? Don't tell me that with everything else, even my…
"…You know…most women really love…huge cock.." She informs, biting her bottom lip as she blushes. "..I was always kinda afraid of it, but…I really…wanna try…"
So it's mostly a good thing, except when it comes to her… He observes while just watching her. Swallowing gently he nods then, seeming somewhat anxious now. "Alright."
Moving to release his member from it's confines, she suddenly gasps as his foot-long erection bounds into view. She swoons a bit before swallowing again and uttering nervously. "…I feel faint…"
Blushing softly, Gaara watches her still and looks off shyly. "Is it… really that big..?"
"..Yeah…like twice as big as most guys…" She murmurs, rubbing her head shyly with her unoccupied hand before she closes her eyes, bending down to draw her tongue over the head.
Jumping and inhaling sharply at the unfamiliar feeling, Gaara trembles softly as he watches her intently. A soft moan escapes him as his uninjured hand comes to rest against her shoulder. "R-Rinsu, that…. Mm…"
Slipping from his lap, the young brunette takes his head into her mouth, echoing his moan gently as her skilled tongue swirls around it, suckling as the tip of her tongue tickles at the under ridge of his member. "Mmmm…"
Calling out in pleasure, Gaara's eyes snap shut and his back arches outward slightly as his hand grips her on reflex but then softens as his body shivers. He reaches around to put his fingers through her hair and rest them behind her head. "Ah… Rinsu…"
Lifting her head with a soft slurp, the shorter female groans heatedly as she murmurs. "You can…be rough with me… It's okay…" Before she dips her head once more, taking him more fully into her mouth. His cock head butts against the back of her throat as her tongue darts out, licking down his shaft with a whimper.
Watching her and groaning with his eyes squinted, the green eyed male seems considerate for a minute before experimentally curling his hand in her hair until it tugs securely and he begins forcibly bobbing her head up and down around him.
Whining loudly, she trembles as she moves with his motions, slamming her thighs together as a rush of wetness comes from within her. "Mmmph! Mmm…!"
Looking a little surprised by her reaction, he only continues pushing himself deep into her throat; groaning out loud and throbbing within her mouth and against her lips. "Mm.. Rinsu… so good…!" She's so tiny and submissive…
As the kunoichi whines and moans, she grinds her hips down against the bed, her sweet, young juices pooling onto the bed beneath her. She sucks him dutifully, gagging on his length as she attempts to stuff him deeper and deeper to lick upon his base.
Feeling the tip of his dick work down in to her throat, Gaara moans deeply as the throbbing in his shaft begins to grow more intense. "Uhn…! It feels… ahhh…" Stiffening further, the kazekage begins shooting his white seed almost involuntarily down her throat. "Oohh!"
Gagging and swallowing harshly, she lifts her head quickly, opening her mouth to catch the thick globs and closing her mouth. "Mmph!"
Panting softly, Gaara swoons gently before reaching down to lift the smaller female into his lap again and spread her legs over his still engorged rod. His hands quickly move to her breasts and begin fondling her as his teeth move down to sink into her neck shallowly.
Yelping in surprise as her face grows a shade redder, Rinsu moans and closes her eyes, tilting her head back and to the side as her thighs quiver. "G-Gaara… oh…mmm…please… Oh please… I'm so wet..!"
Pushing up her bra, he lets her ample breasts bound into view before dipping his head down to suckle her nipples harshly while the other hand pushes her panties aside to drive himself deep within her tight hole.
Screaming and snapping her head away, Rinsu cringes in on herself slightly as tears build in her eyes. "GAARA! Oh gods…it hurts…! ..So…big…" She cries, shaking her head as her hands grip his shoulders tightly, digging her long nails into his shoulders harshly.
His eyes widening, the kazekage watches her a moment in concern. His hands move along her back soothingly. "Rinsu..?" I think I got carried away…
"I-I'm okay…" She answers, shaking her head with a soft whimper. "..Oh gods…please….Gaara…Gaara-kun is so deep inside me…"
Nodding slowly, the shinobi reaches out to wrap his hands around her hips and begin moving her along his length; pushing her hips up and down around him with a low groan.
Calling out again as her hole tightens drastically around him, the brown eyed girl bounces with his motions, thrusting down onto him harshly. "Yes..! Gaara-kun! Gaara-ku~n!"
Grunting and gritting his teeth, Gaara's eyes close as he moans in appreciation. "It's so tight… inside you… mmm…" Continuing to bounce the smaller female on his lap, he slams his hips up into her, stuffing her with his thick rod while his mouth moves down to latch onto her nipples, nibbling roughly against her pert flesh.
Screaming as she writhes, the smaller young woman then throws her head back, her juicy hole spurting her love over his member as her thighs wrap tightly around his body. "Gaara-kun! Oh gods, yes! I'm cumming! I'm cumming…for you, Gaara-kun..! …Mmm…oh please…cum with me… Fill up my tiny pussy, Gaara-kun!"
Picking up speed suddenly, Gaara groans deeply and grits his teeth as he lets himself accept all the pleasure her body offers him. His cries of satisfaction grow louder before he announces heatedly. "I'm going to… Rinsu…!"
"Gaara!" She screams louder in return before she suddenly flinches deeply at the feeling of a deep rip within her body. But she pushes it aside, moaning once more as she grips him tightly.
Exploding within her at the same moment, the red haired ninja groans deeply as he holds her to him firmly. Then, staying silent aside from their breathing for a moment he slowly opens his eyes to look down at her still nestled in his lap and still steadfastly planted inside.
Panting and squinting her eyes painfully, the brunette then just sighs, clinging to him tightly as her nose nuzzles against his neck as the scent of sex, blood, and cum begins wafting heavily around them.
Blinking a bit at the scent, Gaara looks down at her again, nudging her gently as he asks. "Rinsu? …Are you alright?"
"..mm-hm… …you're…just so big…" She chuckles weakly, cuddling up to him with a soft whimper. "…I love you…Gaara-kun…"
"I.. love you, too…" He murmurs back, gently petting her hair.