Men In Black: Sex, Drugs, and Aliens

by LucklessMallory

Lee Rock is a dedicated agent of the Men In Black! As a rule, agents aren't allowed to have a personal life, but what if your job involves certain blue aliens who get a little too friendly? And what the hell is the H-4u drug? Rated M for a reason!

1. Chapter 1

AN: So! This story is an RP done between myself and Chinesefirethorn (who is awesome and fantastic). But I warn you! This story is full of controversial relationships, LOTS OF SEX, LOTS OF DRUGS, and the occational voilence! I wasn't going to post this story here, but Adultfanfiction is being a pain in the butt and just isn't worth it anymore. :p Enjoy!

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"I have them cornered, N!"

The radio crackled to life on Agent N's collar. Cocking his gun, the long-haired man barked a curt "On my way." into the device and dashed across the warehouse. A hot flash of red streaked inches from his face, managing to singe strands of his hair as he pulled back with a frown. For a rookie's first mission, this was taking more out of him than the routine assignments he'd had before Agent L was recruited.

N, or Neji, as he once went by before his recruitment, ducked as another red burst nearly took an ear. Once again he cursed the day his overeager partner was assigned to him. One, L liked to take things into his own hands so to speak. Two, he was far too excitable for a grown man of 24. And three, this was supposed to be their first mission as partners and L had immediately run after the suspects the moment he'd seen them.

A simple drug smuggling investigation- follow the suspects, find their headquarters, get a sample of the drug if possible, and get out. It was just a follow up investigation on who was leaking an alien drug, nicknamed H-4u, into the local pharmacies. They weren't supposed to tip the suspects that they were on to them!

Gritting his teeth, N hoped L wouldn't do anything stupid before he got to where he was.

Crouched low behind a pile of crates, Agent L quickly scanned the room. The two men he'd been following since this morning were standing in front of what looked like a simple storage locker. With a press of a button on his sunglasses, L activated the new scanner built into it and smiled as the illusion layer fell away to reveal a spaceship. He knew it! They werethe smugglers!

The ship looked like an S-class pod with its rounded surface and phased out thrusters underneath. A salvaged craft then, and one that showed hints of wear and tear. That was probably why they hadn't left Earth after spreading the drug, L thought to himself. Their ship didn't look like it could breach the atmosphere.

With a grin and a quick "Yosh" to himself, L pulled out his nunchucks from the sheath on his legs. He'd catch these criminals, bring justice down on them and prove himself a worthy agent for the MIB!

Knocking the crates down to distract the men, he rushed out and sent his chucks flying. A hit here, a crack there, and the men were down.

Except they weren't men. L quickly sprayed the stun gas developed for various alien nervous systems over the two and stepped back. Soon, the bodies were writhing, skin turning a light blue and strange appendages growing out.

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Gaara could hear a commotion just outside the door of his small prison. It sounded like lots of banging and yelling. He hissed angrily and began to pace in a short line back and forth across the only exit of the miserable hole they'd locked him in.

He could feel the fur of his tail puffing up in reaction to his antsy, irritated mood. He'd been kidnapped from the capital of Suna, right off of royal grounds by strangers in masks just over a month ago. As a member of the royal Sabaku line, Gaara knew that he was considered valuable. He expected to be held for ransom, but instead he'd found himself being carted off planet.

At random times, the kidnappers would come into his room and take blood from him, locks of hair from his head and tail, his spit, and even a sample of his skin at one point. He'd fought back viciously enough that they hadn't tried thattwice. He was fairly sure that they'd landed the ship somewhere new about a week ago, but he wasn't allowed enough freedom to confirm it. However, he could tell that the air felt different wherever they'd taken him, and he was just a fraction lighter on his feet, suggesting that this planet was a bit smaller than Suna.

Gaara's thickly furred ears twitched as he heard another crash from outside, followed by more yelling. He clicked the two tips of his forked tongue against his teeth, talking to himself in irritation. When would they just open the door already? Were they trying to intimidate him with all this noise, or was there some sort of fight going on?

A sudden silence rang through his ears, making him pause his feet in front of the door. When he still didn't hear anything for a few moments, he ran forward and began to bang on the door, hissing and clicking insults at his captors. What the hell was going on?

The sharp bangs brought L's head up sharply and his body tensing through the adrenaline rush it was in. Thick brows furrowing, he pulled out two small metal balls and threw one at each of the men on the ground. The balls unfolded as soon as they hit skin, tiny rope-like appendages slithering out rapidly and wrapping tightly around the two men's bodies.

With the smugglers now held in place, L headed over to the ship and jerked back when he heard another bang from inside. There was also a faint...hissing interjected by clicks. Were there more of the smugglers inside?

L pulled out a thin rod from the hidden pocket inside his suit sleeve. It elongated and thickened into a metal staff. They only briefed him on what kind of aliens to expect on this mission. Admittedly, he hadn't paid enough attention when he'd studied the alien database (which he'd added a hundred kicks in his training for).

The door mechanism was smooth without any visible panels to activate it. Thinking quickly, L picked up one of the bound aliens and pressed his face against the door. "I am sorry for the discomfort." He told the unconscious alien before letting him slide back down on the floor.

Sure enough the door slid open with a hiss. Genetic pods were common after a new ship company opened in wealthy Hrakr, which was only about 5 mega-light years away. Adjusting his black coat around him, L ducked inside the ship and blinked at the artificial lights. It was a lot bigger inside than its exterior. Immediately inside was a raised ramp leading to the small control deck. But the banging sounds didn't come from there...

Round black eyes swiveled towards a glass room welded into the left side of the ship, widening at the... creature he saw inside.

Gaara scowled and paused his banging as someone new stepped through the door. He glared daggers at the person before him, not the least bit pleased by what he was seeing. As a member of the royal family, he was expected to recognize the majority of known alien species throughout the universe. While he'd only gotten a third of the way through the list so far, he knew what he was seeing.

A human. Humans were classified as being a very primitive, under evolved race. They were the rejects of the universe, and their planet was used as a home for aliens who had nowhere else to go. Humans were extremely rare to find off their home planet, so Gaara felt it safe to assume that he was on planet Earth now.

He hissed angrily and felt his large pupils narrow when the human's gaze roved up and down his barely clothed body. All his captors had supplied him with was a scrap of fabric to cover his genitals, leaving the rest of his light blue skin bare. His tail twitched in irritation at the stupid gaping of the human's mouth. The creature was obviously a dimwit.

Gaara tapped on the glass and clicked quickly, gesturing to the small panel at the far edge of the glass door. The human appeared unintelligent, but maybe he could still be of use.

L felt his mouth go dry and cheeks turn red as he realized that the creature was barely clothed. Alienhe corrected himself. That dark gaze thrown his way spoke of danger and a highly intelligent mind.

This one was similar to those outside with his blue skin but with some differences- perhaps he hadn't waited long enough for them to revert to their true selves yet. The long thing he'd taken as some strange clothing was actually a tail and those things on top of the alien's head were alive. 'He looks half-animal.' The thought flashed in his mind as he shook himself out of the initial shock and approached the glass cage.

"Please stay calm. I am here to help you." He said, confidence returning to his voice as he headed over to the panel the alien was gesturing at. Surely this one wouldn't be locked up if he was working together with the smugglers. And he was confident he'd be able to restrain him if he was feral.

The panel had various buttons. A combination lock? He studied the array and stepped back with a nod. The panel was made of the same genetic material like the door. He'd have to use other means. "Stand back!" He warned the alien before adjusting a dial on the end of his staff and heaved it above his head. With a short cry, he rammed it into the panel where it emitted jolts of electricity, short circuiting the synthetic nerve bundles that were the core of these kind of panels.

Gaara hissed in impatience as the human spoke to him in that primitive excuse of a language. He managed to keep from insulting the man out loud however, when he began moving toward the panel. So humans aren't entirely incompetent, Gaara mused as the man began to examine the lock.

Gaara immediately changed his mind when the man urged him to back away, and then raised a club-like device above his head and brought it down upon the lock with a loud, useless yell of effort. It reminded the alien of briefly of kits that slam their fists against toys that don't function the way they want.

The ends seemed to justify the means, however, when the door shuddered once and opened halfway. Gaara immediately sprung from his cell, dashing past the human as he darted for the exit. He wasn't waiting around here! He would find his own way off this planet.

"Wait!" Agent L's training kicked in the moment the alien slipped out of the cell. Leaving the staff where it was, he went running after the alien only a second later. His legs pumped mechanically, faster, faster with all the benefits of his speed training and the life he had before becoming an agent.

The alien's tail was waving behind it- behind himand gave L something to keep his eyes on as they exited the ship and went past the two bound bodies. But with the alien running like that, it sent his tail bobbing up and down, giving L a good view of his backside and the curve of his ass.

Cheeks exploding into twin red spots, L fought against the urge to shut his eyes and doubled his efforts instead. There was an open space between the boxes just in front of them. Taking his chance, L leaped on the running form, immediately wrapping his arms around the alien and rolling them over so his body would hit the floor first. Pain shot up his shoulder and made him hiss but his arms remained strong around the alien as they rolled on the ground.

"You are safe now! Please do not fight me!" He managed to say as he put his weight onto the alien once he had him on his back, pinning him in place.

Gaara began to hiss angrily, louder than ever when he felt the human's arms wrap around him and drag him down. The air rushed from his body as he hit the ground. The body that landed underneath his was stronger than he'd anticipated, and he felt himself forced onto his back with his hands above his head.

"I don't feel ssssafe!" Gaara snarled at the human in the dimwit's native language. As primitive and repugnant as the human species was, he'd still been taught to speak their language along with hundreds more. "Releasssse me!"

Gaara had just started to jerk at the hands binding his wrists when he paused. That scent… Gaara felt his pupils dilate rapidly and his nose twitched as he inhaled deeply. This human smelled good.

Gaara leaned up quickly and ran both sides of his forked tongue across the plane of the human's cheek, testing his theory. His breath hitched and he felt himself reacting beneath the small scrap of cloth his captors had given him. It seemed that this human would make a good mate.

"What'ssss your name?" Gaara hissed softly.

The hissing was disconcerting despite having heard the various accents and languages spoken at the MIB headquarters and the few times Agent L visited the transport bay. He kept his hands tight against the alien's hands but was careful not to squeeze too hard.

With the squirming body underneath him, L had to hook his legs around the alien's just to keep from being thrown off. He pushed away all thoughts of just how little covering there was on the alien. The blue tinged skin was soft even under his grip and he couldn't see a single blemish on him. Of course, when he referred to him, he was going by the deep timbre of the alien's voice and his flat chest. This one could have many sexes, or could even have no perceivable gender according to human standards.

"If you promise not to run, I will- awahh?"

Whatever thoughts he had vanished as his brain struggled to catch up with the fact that the alien had just lickedhim. With a forked tongue. And looked like he liked his taste.

Face flaring up, L opened his mouth then shut it. He could feel something poking him below that definitely felt male. This was...what the hell was he supposed to do? None of the alien's he'd met ever licked him. He was a rookie on his first mission. How would Agent N handle this... oh.

Suddenly schooling his features, Agent L recited automatically. "I am Agent L of the MIB, the most youthful elite group on Earth that handles all manner of otherworldly disturbances! There is nothing more to fear now that you are under our care! I do not like restraining you like this, but I am sorry to say we cannot allow you to explore this world without identification and proper documentation."

Gaara chose to ignore his mate's ramblings and proceed to rub against him instead, grinding his hips upward. The way the man's face changed color was utterly fascinating. He'd never seen that shade of red on his home planet before. Gaara silently wondered what other colors his new mate would turn in the right circumstances.

"Agent L? I will have to tink of ssssometing better to call you. What would you like to hear me sssshout while you are taking me?" Gaara asked, leaning forward and inhaling deeply. Damn, he'd heard about sexual bonding before, but he'd never imagined that it would be like this. He felt like there was a vaporous drug emanating from the human on top of him, and he was quickly becoming addicted to it.

All members of the royal family have a special genetic trait that is meant to help continue the royal bloodline. Whenever royalty would come across someone who could handle them sexually, they would be overwhelmed by extreme hormones, making them horny as hell. While the gene was meant to further the bloodline, it wasn't unheard of for someone to be affected by a member of the same sex.

The lump on his throat bobbed as Agent L swallowed hard. Oh god... The alien was rubbing against him and he could feel how hard he was already despite the suit pants he had on. If he'd been flushed earlier, he was now tomato red. "I-...Taking you?" He repeated, his body much better at handling the circumstance with the sudden rush of mixed arousal and tension as the alien leaned in.

Why did it sound like a good idea?

Gaara felt himself smirk in satisfaction when he heard his words repeated back to him. Human tones were strange and difficult to decipher, but the lack of coherency in his mate's voice was fairly obvious.

Lee's brain must have stopped functioning again because in a detached way, he observed that the alien had no eyebrows. It made the alien's eyes stand out even more. Idly, he wondered if that was eyeliner darkening the alien's eyes or if they were naturally dark. Like an animal with dark fur or marks around their face. And those ears-

"We don't molest our captives, Agent L." The sharp voice cut through L's thoughts as his head snapped and a flush rushed up his neck. His partner was leaning against one of the crates, panting and looking quite disheveled as if he'd been in a fight.

Guilt rushed through L as he realized he must have left N to deal with any other smuggler hiding in the warehouse. "I am sorry N! I promise I will not leave you behind again!" He said, still poised over the alien.

N's pale eyes went from L to the alien under him who didn't exactly look like he was struggling against L rather than towards him. "Is this the last of them?" He recognized the Jinchuuriki from what little record they had about the race. He hadn't known they could have such striking features though. The few pictures they'd been able to get, as well as the smugglers they'd been following, showed Jinchuuriki with dark brown hair and black eyes.

Gaara turned his face to glare at the second human when he arrived, not pleased with the interruption. Gaara curled possessively into his mate, clicking angrily at 'Agent N', to show him that L was no longer available.

"We're bussssy." Gaara hissed at the newcomer. "And I don't count as a captive if I come willingly. He can molesssst me if he wantssss to."

While N only stared at the alien for that, L had begun to babble. "I am not molesting him! He is not one of the smugglers, N, he is their captive! I would never act-"

"Fine." From the way the alien was acting, it seemed like he had been given more than a little dose of the drug they'd been tracking down. Agent N sighed, bypassing the two on the floor for now to check on the other bound aliens. He had to give his partner credit. They were both out cold with barely a scratch on L. Between the two of them, N was the better shot but L made up for his lack of shooting proficiency by being deadly in hand to hand combat. This was the first time that ability was used on aliens though.

Meanwhile, L had released his grip on the alien even though the way he was curled up against him had L sliding an arm under the alien's torso to support him as he pushed himself up. The momentary lapse in his thought processes had passed now that his partner was here.

"I am sorry." He said, pulling the alien up with him despite the redness of his cheeks. Right. Mission first. "Will you truly come willingly with us? I do not want to tie you up if it is not necessary. What is your name?"

"Ssssabaku no Gaara, ssssecond princcce of Ssssuna." Gaara hissed low, clinging close to his mate. He introduced himself with his title more in hopes of impressing agent L rather than anything else. He didn't particularly care for his royal blood, but he knew that some might find it appealing. "I'll come willingly, but you can sssstill tie me up if you want. Bondage can be fun."

At this point, the hormones in Gaara's system had entirely invaded his thought process, making it nearly impossible for him to think of anything besides getting his mate naked. Even as he spoke, his erection was growing. When a royal was faced with his sexual match, his genitalia was prone to taking on whatever size his potential mate could handle. Apparently, Lee could manage a large length. Gaara began to play with his mate's tie, giving it an experimental tug to pull the human's face closer to his.

Sabaku no Gaara... Agent L was actually more preoccupied with wondering which one was the alien's first name. Was it similar to some cultures on Earth where last names came first? The title didn't mean much except that this...Gaara, he decided, needed to be protected even more. His position gave one reason for his captivity, but that didn't explain why he was in a ship where smugglers were dealing with drugs.

...Wait. Had Gaara just agreed to bondage?

L cleared his throat, looking extremely uncomfortable with his tie being tugged and his face inches away from Gaara's. It didn't help that his blood was pumping in his ears at the things Gaara was saying. The Suna prince was attractive. Veryattractive, he thought as he finally got a good look at his whole body. Pale skin tinged blue stretched over a healthy frame. Gaara was shorter than he was but looked like he could handle himself. L couldn't keep his eyes from running down the alien's body, noticing the lack of a bellybutton and the prominent erection that had started to press against the strip of cloth over the alien's groin.

His hands went to Gaara's hips, holding him in place as his body fought to pull Gaara against him while his mind reeled. There was one thing nagging at him... why wasGaara with the smugglers?

"Prince Gaara, were you given anything while you were captured?" He questioned, licking his dry lips at their proximity. "Who were those who locked you in that glass room?"

"Given anyting? Tey didn't drug me. Don't know who tey are. Tey took me from Ssssuna little over a mont ago. If anyting, tey've been taking tings from me, like blood and hair." Gaara grinned at the feel of Lee's strong, calloused hands on the bare skin of his hips, and couldn't help wriggling them in his mate's grip.

Gaara used the close proximity to examine his mate. L's brows had some sort of strange fur covering them. Gaara briefly wondered if it was because his face became cold. One glance at agent N told him that it was a trait of his race, and not just a personal thing. Gaara's eyes widened as L's tongue flicked out to lick his lips, and he noted with fascination that it wasn't forked. It was only one wide stretch of muscle. How erotic.

Gaara tugged harder on the tie, determined to kiss his mate and give him a similar (if not less potent) dose of the hormones that was coursing through his veins. He was already tired of this short game of cat and mouse, and wanted to have the man inside him already.

Agent L visibly shivered as Gaara wriggled his hips in his hold. Even without the same rush of hormones, L was still a man who could be easily aroused. He tried to focus on what Gaara said, about his abduction, about what the men did to him. Why would they do that? Wasn't Gaara one of their race?

He grunted as Gaara's tug tightened the tie around his neck. This close, he could see the light blue of Gaara's eyes- impossibly centered by a white iris. With that blood red hair, darker along the fur of his ears and tail, he was truly beautiful. Much better than the insect-like aliens they usually had visiting Earth anyway.

"I'll have these two transported to our base." Agent N's voice once again interrupted them as he walked towards the pair with L's staff in his hand. His pale eyes regarded them for a moment. Then he pulled out his sunglasses and put them on. "Since this is your first mission, you can handle the paperwork and lodging assignment for Sabaku no Gaara." Oh yes, he'd heard and seen everything that happened between the two. And this was payback for L leaving him to fight not two, not three, but five aliens by himself.

Besides, this alien looked like he wanted to devour Agent L, who seemed like he wouldn't mind it so much. They'd have Gaara inspected at the base for traces of the drug even if he claimed he wasn't given anything.

"Y-Yosh!" L raised his thumb and grinned at his partner, one hand moving to Gaara's grip on his tie and fastened there. "Ah, please let go of my tie, Prince Gaara. You are choking me." He said, keeping a friendly tone despite the pounding in his chest and the heat on his face.

The little grunting or gasping noises that L was making under his breath were utterly fascinating to Gaara. Back home, he rarely heard other people's voices. Everyone spoke in clicks and hisses, only using their voices when they needed to be particularly loud or enunciate certain long words. If his species used their voice too much, their throats grew sore fairly quick and made talking nearly impossible. He wondered how long it would be until that hit him.

Gaara hissed in irritation when he was prompted to release his mate's tie, but he complied when L mentioned that he couldn't breathe. He didn't back away though, choosing to remain within the agent's personal space. He examined the quick pulse visible on his throat. The red color on his face seemed to be deepening, too. Gaara wondered idly if the change in skin color was a trick that could be taught. It would really impress everyone back on Suna if he were to suddenly turn red.

"My lodging? Can't I sssstay with you? We could sssshare a nesssst…" Gaara suggested, licking his upper and lower lip at the same time by spreading either fork of his tongue.

With Gaara keeping his hands to himself so to speak, Agent L let out a sigh of relief only to stare in shock at the little trick Gaara did with his tongue. The many ways such a unique tongue could be put to use flashed in his imagination and none of them helped the half-aroused state he was in. The day of his first mission for the MIB was notthe best time to find out that he could get hot and bothered over an alien. Even if that alien was the one making all the suggestions.

"My home would not be suitable according to our regulations." He said apologetically, voice grown husky as he tried to divert his thoughts. Why was Gaara so keen on him? If he wasn't on the drug, it didn't make sense for him to act like this. Not that he disliked the attention completely, but he would not take advantage of anyone after they'd just been released from captivity. His hand let go of Gaara's as he stepped back again to regain a little of his personal space back. "I will do my best to ensure you are treated well!"

"You'll be provided with all your necessities at the base." N told Gaara, pushing L's staff back into his partner's hand with a curt nod before heading out to meet the backup he'd called. He trusted L could handle Gaara by himself.

A quick tap to the floor and the staff shrunk back into a portable size which L slipped into a pants pocket instead of his sleeve. Stepping back, he shrugged off his coat. It was insufficient cover for Gaara but but L couldn't just leave the alien with just a cloth covering his body. Especially not when the cloth was really doing nothing to hide his erection now. It would do until they'd made it back to headquarters.

"Here." He wrapped the coat around Gaara's shoulders. "Do not worry, Prince Gaara, we will not let what they did to you go unpunished!" He held up a fist in determination.

Gaara pulled the black coat closer around his shoulders, inhaling L's intoxicating scent deeply. It was still warm, and the smell was making his head a bit dizzy. He hadn't had much time to notice after his initial escape, but this planet was colder than Suna. The warmth of the coat was much appreciated, but Gaara would much rather have preferred that L kept him warm with his body.

"I don't care about tem." Gaara said. He clung tightly to L's arm and leaned close, hissing in his ear as he spoke. "If you need to take me to your basssse, let'ssss go now. If you do not want me in your nesssst, you can join me in mine."

With his coat gone, L was left in the standard long-sleeved undershirt and a vest made of titanuim-D- a unique metal-silicon combination confiscated from a Jutgut selling weapons and armor to criminals in New York. The material was slowly being circulated among the defense departments around the world, with the patent linked to a dummy corporation owned by the MIB. Even if they weren't funded by any government, they made more than enough to support their organization.

Thick brows arched down as Lee glanced at the door in hopes that N would return. As attractive as Gaara was, they had to get him to the base quickly before anyone caught sight of him. And before he ended up agreeing to the Suna Prince's proposals!

"That is kind of you but-"

A beep from his radio caught his attention. Backup was here- they could leave now. Glancing at Gaara's state, he flushed at the sight of the alien's erection. He wouldn't be able to walk properly with that big bulge between his legs. There was one thing left to do.

"I will need to carry you to the car." He said, in one move hoisting the alien in his arms. Gaara was lighter than he'd expected. "Yosh! Let us go!" He hurried to the entrance and tried not to think of the hot and incredibly horny alien he had in his arms.

Gaara's eyes bulged and then he made a deep, slow rattle in the far back of his throat in pleasure as he was lifted. His mate was strong! The sound he made in reaction was similar to a purr, but slower and not as smooth. It was a sound like a rattle snake's tail, and could be used as a sign of warning or pleasure, depending on the circumstances.

Gaara wrapped his arms around his mate's shoulders and leaned up to nuzzle his neck. He rubbed L's strong, flexed chest as he walked, and teased his peculiar naked ear with his tongue. L was extremely gentle with him, but Gaara found himself being jostled or readjusted on occasion, causing his mate to unintentionally press the prince's erection against his body. Each time it happened, Gaara found himself pulling closer and hissing in delight.

L on the other hand, was doing his best to ignore the pleased sounds Gaara was making. That rattling noise was weirdand had his neck hairs standing up, but he guessed that it only meant Gaara was enjoying every time his feet pounded on the floor and something hard pressed against his chest.

By the time he was at the back entrance of the warehouse, he was flushed and had a thin sheen of sweat along his neck, mouth slightly parted from soft pants that weren't caused by running.

N was waiting behind the wheel with the backseat door held open for him. His partner jerked a thumb behind him. "Get in."

Nodding vigorously, L quickly made his way to the car and slid into the backseat. He pulled the door shut with a bang and they were off. Glancing behind him, L could see another team already dragging out the aliens N had shot down and stunned. A successful mission all in all despite going beyond orders.

"Prince Gaara? You can let go of me now." He said.

Gaara chose not to let go, preferring to stay curled up in his mate's warm lap. He pulled himself higher and slid his long fingers through L's dark hair, messing up his previously immaculate bowl cut. Now they were together in the small and closed off space of the car, his mate's vaporous scent was stronger than ever. It was overwhelming all his other senses, making Gaara forget just about everything else around him. His ears flattened into his hair, and the fur of his tail was bristling to nearly four times its normal size.

"You ssssmell ssssogood…" Gaara hissed delightedly. He suddenly gripped the hair in his hands hard as his pupils dilated so widely that the blue of his irises was nearly invisible. He quickly sat up and moved so that he was straddling L's lap. His most primal instincts began to kick in as he rubbed heatedly against his mate and took in his scent with deep, desperate breaths. "I'll make you feel assss good assss I do…"

He leaned forward without warning and latched his mouth onto his mate's, plunging his writhing forked tongue deep in L's mouth and releasing the chemical that would cause L's hormones to react similarly to Gaara's.

L's eyes widened at the sight of Gaara's now white eyes. He almost looked like his partner like that, except that Agent N would never straddle his lap like this and rub against him. There was no room to evade Gaara's advances. He groaned low as his body began to respond, a bead of sweat running down the side of his face as he chanted to himself, 'Resist the alien. Resist the alien. Resist the-"

"Mmph!" L's hands fastened on Gaara's sides as he was kissed. The forked tongue was flicking against his own and the back of his throat, prompting him to swallow and unknowingly speed up his body's absorption of the chemical.

He forced them apart, brows meeting angrily at the sudden kiss. Gaara had only been insinuating and trying to get close to him before, but kissing was meant to be sacred! A precious thing shared between- Oh.

L froze in place, his hands tightening around Gaara's sides. There was something coursing through his veins; heat flaring in his body and rushing down between his legs. It was suddenly so much hotter inside the car. His black eyes seemed to enlarge the same way Gaara's pupils had.

Now L was looking at Gaara with renewed interest, lips stretched as he began to breathe through his mouth deeply. "What...did you...do to me..." He growled, yanking Gaara against him and fastening his mouth against the alien's without waiting for an answer. A shudder went through his body as he took in another dose of the chemical.

At the noises behind him, Agent N glanced at the rearview mirror and whirled around. "What the hell are you doing, L?" He cursed as he glanced back in front and took the right turn that would bring them to one of the tunnel entrances to the MIB base. Gaara could be excused for being drugged, but L was manhandling royalty!

Gaara watched in triumph when L's outraged expression melted into something deeply passionate and wanting. Gaara felt scorched by the pure heat that radiated from his mate's dark gaze. The rattling in Gaara's throat deepened considerably as his mate man handled him, jerking him down to connect their mouths again.

The feel of his mate's hands on him, finally reciprocating Gaara's actions was exhilarating. He ground harder, rubbing almost frantically and pulling L's hair whenever he would do something especially sinful with his erotic tongue.

"I… made you feel… good…" Gaara answered whenever he could separate their mouths for long enough to speak. His eyes rolled back in his head as he felt his mate's groin growing and pressing up against his, and he decided to get rid of the next obstacle between them. He removed his hands from L's hair and began to tear viciously at his clothing, ripping away the white shirt and unzipping the vest, but letting the tie remain. He moved for the belt next, pausing to rub at the enlarged hardness beneath it.

It felt so good! Too good. L's chest was heaving by the time his and Gaara's mouths parted. The part of him that could still think beyond the chemical's influence tried to understand what was happening, but it was so hard with Gaara moving in his lap. As his clothes were ripped and the alien moved to his lower body, L's face flushed darkly in arousal.

He arched up into Gaara's hand, eyes lidding with a harsh breath as his groin was rubbed. The heat gathered there intensified at the lightest touch. Even the fabric of his underwear had him twitching under it. He'd barely registered his partner's voice yelling at him to get a hold of himself as the car took on a downward incline towards the tunnels.

The sudden shift had L moving his arms around Gaara's waist to keep him in place, one hand fisting around the bushed tail unconsciously as he forced the other's body to keep grinding against his.

As the car slid into the parking area of the base, Agent N glanced back at the two and grit his teeth. L looked like he'd just taken one of those drugs laced with H-4u! The symptoms were there- flushed skin, difficulty breathing through the nose, and increased libido. If anything, the mere fact that his polite, well-mannered partner was rubbing against an alien they'd just saved was proof enough.

And Gaara- he musthave been given more than a dosage despite his earlier claims.

Gaara tore the constraining scrap of fabric away from his groin and tossed it behind him, narrowly missing agent N's head. Gaara was clothed only in L's black coat now. The noises his mate was making were the most enthralling, erotic things he'd ever heard before. Gaara wondered in passing what other alien noises his mate would make. He hissed in pleasure when the car sailed down the incline, causing his mate to pull him closer.

Then L gripped his tail.

Gaara's eyes squeezed shut and his body arched as he released a high pitched shriek nearly strong enough to burst eardrums, the loudest evidence of his voice he'd used yet. A Jinchuuriki's tail was always extremely sensitive, but in a state of arousal it could become almost more stimulating than the actual act of sex. The mere feel of his mate's hand wrapped around it sent a wave of pleasure like lighting up his spine, and ricocheting up his weeping length in waves. He was getting soclose already, his instincts were going wild. L shifted his grip on Gaara's tail, making the Jinchuuriki nearly blind with passion.

Gaara's mouth snapped forward, attaching sharply to the junction between L's neck and shoulder. He bit deeply, piercing the skin with both rows of teeth. He flicked either fork of his tongue across the wound, injecting more of the chemical directly into his mate's bloodstream.

The shriek almost jolted L out of the lust-filled haze clouding his senses. His hands had moved against Gaara's skin, the one on the alien's tail twisting to the side. At that moment, he let out a hoarse yell as teeth sank into his skin and drew blood. His neck muscles tensed under the alien's mouth as he struggled to pull him off.

But strangely enough, after the initial rush of pain L's whole body suddenly began to hum. It felt like every nerve in his body had become linked to his groin. The slightest pressure to his hands and the warm tongue lapping at the wounds had him leaking pre-cum inside his underwear from the onslaught of pleasure. His eyes had slid up to stare at the dark felt covering the car's roof as his mouth fell open. Faint choking noises had replaced his cry while he stopped trying to pull Gaara off and instead began raking his blunt fingers down the alien's back. He could feel the prominent erection pressing against his groin and stomach, and the scent of arousal was driving him mad.

Ears ringing from Gaara's shriek, Agent N pulled out his gun and set it to 'stun'. This was as far as he'd let things proceed. L was hurt! He hated firing at his fellow agents no matter what the circumstance, but the way the two were clinging to each other, he doubted he'd be able to pull them apart. The sight of Gaara's large cock pressing up against L had him wishing someone else was this idiot's partner before he pulled the trigger twice. The gun fired two microbullets that injected the same stun compound L had thrown at the smugglers earlier.

"Send a medical team with two stretchers to the parking lot. We have one agent and a Jinchuuriki under the influence of the H-4u drug." N spoke into his radio as he kept an eye on the two.

L let out a grunt as the chemical substance from Gaara warred with the stun compound. He only managed to wrap his arms around the alien to keep him where he was before he fell unconscious.

Gaara hissed delightedly at the feeling his mate's fingertips dragging down his back. His hips began moving of their own accord, dragging his erection up and down his mate's stomach and groin desperately. He continued to lick and suck on the wound as he went. He wanted to overrule any pain he might be putting L in with the chemical, giving him a sexual high that he'd surely never experienced before.

He was rewarded for his efforts by the incoherent choking noises that tore from his mate's throat. Gaara rattled louder now, feeling that they were both nearly ready to burst. Gaara started to slide his hand under the waistband of L's pants when he felt something sharp sting his bare leg.

Gaara clicked his tongue in shock and jolted. Then he could feel a new substance coursing through his veins, attempting to tame the raging inferno of his libido. He felt his eyelids droop and his pupils begin to recede as his body fell unwillingly limp. He barely managed to note with an edge of satisfaction that his mate's arms were still holding him close before everything went black, dragging him into the depths of unconsciousness.

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The medical team had taken the two unconscious bodies to the medical ward of the base. Agent N ended up doing the paperwork himself and filed a report on Agent L's successful completion of the mission, albeit leaving his partner behind and taking things beyond the mission's objectives. In any case, he managed to save an alien from captivity and a Prince at that.

Gaara was placed in the guest quarters after being given a dose of a counter-medication developed to help flush out the H-4u drug. On the other hand, Agent L was required to report to the Chief after waking up and receiving a similar shot. He'd been given another suit to replace the one Gaara ripped apart.

Groggily standing to attention in the Chief's office, L simply nodded as Chief Zed decided that saving the Prince's life was more important than following protocol in this case. His mind was elsewhere. Namely on the Prince himself. As soon as he was dismissed, he immediately headed to the residential area their alien visitors were placed in.

L didn't understand why he couldn't keep his mind off of Gaara. The Prince had been drugged, and he'd probably taken a dosage from the exchange in saliva, he reasoned. But that didn't explain why his body was still flushed and yearning to have Gaara's hands all over him again. And that tongue... He shook his head and blinked rapidly. No, he just wanted to see if the alien was all right.

"Agent L! I heard about what happened. Good job on your first mission." One of the bug-like aliens who helped around the base greeted as he passed by it. What were they called again? Oh yeah, worms.

Giving the worm a grin despite the sweat on his brow, L flashed it a thumbs up. "I was only doing my duty! I am proud to be a member of the MIB. DoyouknowwherePrinceGaarais?" He stared eagerly at the alien.

Antennae twitching, the alien scratched at its head. Agent L was coming to be known as an eccentric but good agent, but he looked a little sick right now. 'Aww what the heck.' It thought before pointing to one of the rooms. The guy was probably worried about this prince dude. "He's in there but I wouldn't go in if I were you. Heard he's still recovering."

"Thank you, my fellow member of this youthful base! I only wish to see if Prince Gaara is well." Agent L was already heading towards the room after giving another thumbs up.

Shaking its head, the alien went on to clean the floors of the hall. They recruited stranger and stranger agents these days.

Agent L wasted no time knocking at the door. "Prince Gaara?" He called.

Gaara hissed as he slowly woke from unconsciousness. His whole body felt limp and overrun to the bone. His head swam, most likely from whatever alien drug they'd injected him with to knock him unconscious, or maybe even something after. He was extremely disoriented, from the minor difference in gravity that Earth had on top of the alien drugs. It was several moments before he could figure out where his hands and feet were located on his body.

Gaara noted with an unhappy wrinkle of his nose that he'd been dressed while he was knocked out. They'd also placed him on the strangest excuse of a nest he'd ever seen, covered in layers of cloth. He didn't like the idea of repugnant human hands on his body. Unless, of course, those hands belonged to… Gaara's mind was blank for two solid heartbeats before he sharply recalled the full line of events right before everything had gone black. He hissed and sat up, making his vision swim with the suddenness of his movements as he scanned the room for his mate.

L was nowhere to be seen, the Jinchuuriki noted with dissatisfaction. He'd been separated from his human! Gaara rattled deep in his throat, feeling far from pleased. But at the same time, he could appreciate some time to clear his head. He'd heard about sexual bonding ages ago, but he'd never experienced it for himself before. His sister had felt it for a surprisingly lazy palace worker, and his brother seemed to feel a minor dose of it for nearly every female that crossed his path, with few exceptions.

But he had never, ever heard of anyone feeling it to the same extent that he had, and never for someone of a different species!

It was unnerving, to say the least. But, that didn't stop him from wanting to find his mate again and continue where they'd left off.

Gaara's head snapped around as he heard a knocking at the door, followed by the voice of the man currently haunting his thoughts. He clicked out a quick reply, briefly forgetting to speak the human's language, and stood from the bed. He moved slowly, still feeling a bit dizzy and unstable on his feet as he approached the door.

He stared down at the human mechanism meant for opening the door for a few seconds in confusion before he realized how it worked. All he needed to do was turn the metal part. How primitive.

He turned the handle and pulled open the door, leaning on it slightly as he took in the sight of his mate. He appeared to be dressed in a new suit, and seemed a bit unsure of himself, if his stance was anything to judge.

The single click had L inhaling sharply. While he'd been eager to see how Gaara was doing (out of concern, he reminded himself), the sound brought back the memory of the alien's arousal rubbing against his and the drug-induced bout of passion shared between them. The prince was a Jinchuuriki, as he now knew. They had very little information on the alien race given that the only aliens who'd visited Earth from there were the smugglers and now Gaara. L hoped they weren't a vindictive race for what he'd almost done to their second prince.

He'd been prepared to apologize for his behavior but his voice died at his throat as the door opened. Gaara was just as beautiful as he'd remembered from earlier, and the thin hospital clothes placed on him did little to hide his form as he leaned against the door. He swallowed before smiling at Gaara as his thoughts treacherously whispered at the sexy pose the alien was striking right now. "Hello! How are you feeling?" He managed to say.

God, just being near the alien was arousing him again! The medications should have flushed out any dosage he'd have swallowed earlier. He shuffled uncomfortably at the intense gaze the alien was throwing his way. He'd been caught in those light blue eyes back at the warehouse and in the car. He wanted to stare into them while feeling that soft skin once more. ...And those were bad thoughts. Very bad thoughts.

Gaara watched L shift uncomfortably for a few seconds before answering, noting with fascination the way the man seemed to squirm in place. He briefly wondered why his mate wasn't throwing himself at the prince. If Gaara remembered correctly, he'd given the man an extremely large dose of the chemical. It was meant to last for hours, if not days. How much time had passed?

"I'm feeling… a ssssmall bit dizzy." Gaara admitted. As much as he wanted to continue what they'd been doing before, he needed to straighten out what they'd done to his body while he'd been asleep. After that, he could strip L of the suit and drag him back to that miserable excuse of a nest and dose him again. In the meantime, he tried not to breathe too deeply and inhale too much of L's intoxicating scent. It wasn't easy though, with that alluring aroma permeating the air around them both.

"What happened? Where are we?" Gaara asked.

A shuddering breath escaped the agent's mouth as he heard the drawn out 's'. His tongue, L's mind supplied. The forked tongue gave Gaara an accent that sounded extremely sexy right now. What that tongue had done to his mouth earlier... L's arm moved to the door frame as he leaned closer. From the proximity, the dilated state of his eyes would be visible.

L wiped a hand across his brow, messing up the straight cut of his bangs. He'd begun to sweat again. "Do not worry, you are safe like I promised. We are at the Men In Black headquarters." He said. "After we..." Their bodies rubbing against each other frantically as Gaara's deep purring reverberated against his chest.His cheeks gained a flush at the memory, hand clenching against the door frame. "Both of us were given a shot to counter the drugs those smugglers were distributing. We should not be feeling the effects of the drug anymore. And the medication's side effects will not last long either..."

As if his words triggered it, a sudden jolt of pleasure ran from the base of his cock down his length and around his balls. L's hand shot out to steady himself against the door, torso hunching slightly as he shivered in place. What was happening to him?With his weight against the door, he'd pushed the opening wider and was now staring down at Gaara with the same heated eyes he'd had in the car. Standing like this, his height advantage was more pronounced. He was a good head taller than the alien and that fact sent another rush of arousal through him.

"Fuck..." He hissed, the word escaping his lips. He normally restrained himself from cursing but it was getting hard to think again. He had to leave now!

L wouldn't know it, but the chemical Gaara had secreted into his bloodstream had only been temporarily subdued by the medications given to him at the clinic. It was much stronger in its raw form. And with Gaara right in front of him- the source of his arousal -the chemical was thrumming in his veins once more.

A slow, predator like grin began to spread across Gaara's lips as he observed his mate falling apart at the seams, and the arousing scent of the man began to permeate the air even more thickly than before. It seemed that L had simply managed to suppress Gaara's injection before now, but that was fading fast. All the signs were there; dilated pupils, the uncontrollable shivers and sweating, the incoherency, and above all, the lookthat L was giving him.

It only now suddenly occurred to Gaara that humans most likely wouldn't know about the little genes that Jinchuuriki royals possessed. This man probably didn't understand what was happening to him. Gaara felt his own pupils begin to dilate as he leaned forward and inhaled delightedly, entirely willing to take advantage of his mate's ignorance.

"You do not look well. Come insssside, lay down on my nesssst. I'll take care of you…" Gaara gripped the man's arm before he could refuse and began to pull him past the door, kicking it closed behind him.

There was no time to react. L groaned as he was pulled inside, his body responding even to that small contact. As soon as the door was slammed behind him, he yanked his hand back and began to pace restlessly, eyes shifting from Gaara to the closed door and back to the alien. "I cannot...control myself." He ground out, hands fisting around his hair before he lunged at Gaara and caged him between his arms and body against the door.

"Let me out." He growled. "I do not want to hurt you." It was a bad idea to visit Gaara! If he'd only known he was still affected by the drug, he'd have asked to be given a stronger counter-medication! His breath was coming out in warm puffs over the alien's pale face. Dammit, he'd never felt this attracted to anyone before! He'd had girlfriends and one boyfriend before he became an agent but he'd never imagined being this sexually aroused by a male alien.

It took him a second before he realized he was already grinding against Gaara uncontrollably. And this time, there was no Agent N to put a stop to anything they'd be doing.

Gaara's eyes widened and then narrowed in delight as he was pressed back against the door. He began to rattle deeply in this throat as his mate rubbed against him, making his quickly growing length strain against the fabric of his gown.

"Sssstop trying to control yoursssself." Gaara hissed, lifting one of his knees so that it was half hooked over his lover's hip. "I want you to hurt me, hurt me sssso bad I can't walk for weekssss- Yessss, because it'll feel sssso good, too…"

Gaara moved across the mere inches separating his face from his lover's and pressed their lips together. L seemed to have a large enough dose already that Gaara didn't shove his tongue down the man's throat, but only ran it across the seam of his lips, spitting each fork of his tongue in a different direction. He couldn't help releasing a small fraction of the chemical, but he didn't force his mate to ingest it.

L gasped into the kiss as one of his hands moved to clench around Gaara's raised thigh. The hospital gown slid down Gaara's leg and gave him access to the soft flesh there, prompting his hand to squeeze. Gaara wanted that? L's heart thumped against his chest. He really wanted him to let go? To press him against the nearest surface like this and ravage his body? He pressed his hips harder against the alien's, trembling at the willing body trapped between him and the door. The self-control he'd been trying to muster was rapidly disappearing with Gaara's words.

The anger he'd had at being kissed earlier wasn't present now. He...He wanted this. His body wanted this and drug or no, Gaara's constant insistence was wearing away his doubts. With a groan, L parted his lips and pressed them hard against the Jinchuuriki's. His tongue slid across his lips, tasting something familiar there before swiping over the branch where Gaara's forked tongue split. It was obscene, inhuman, and he still thought Gaara tasted good!

Pushing the smaller body against the door, he yanked on the alien's other leg and pulled both his thighs up. The extra room let him press his whole body against Gaara's with a pleasured growl as the bulge in his pants met Gaara's arousal. "Is this what you really want?" He murmured against Gaara's lips for a moment, still giving the alien one more way out as his frayed nerves insisted they get their clothes out of the way already.

Gaara gasped and rattled louder than ever as L took control and lifted him from the ground. He pressed is hands flat against the door behind him instinctually to keep from falling. His eyes squeezed closed and he shuddered as Lee's tongue tangled with his in just the right way. He could feel the fur of his tail brushing up in the sure sign that he was more aroused by this human than he'd ever been before in his entire life. He hooked his ankles behind the man's back and panted desperately.

"Tissss issss what I've wanted from te firsssst moment you pinned me to te ground!" Gaara hissed, his now primarily white eyes clouded with scorching lust to rival the heat of the sun. "Can't you tell? Jusssst te ssssmell of you makessss me inssssane-"

Gaara shifted to rub their groins as best he could, but in this position L was the one with the most control.

"All right." Agent L nodded slowly.

That was enough. That had to be enough for now. L's resolve to leave ebbed away, replaced with the desire to fulfill the need he could see, feel, and taste in Gaara. He hadn't had the chance for a relationship after joining the MIB, but that didn't mean he'd forgotten what it felt like to be with someone. Though never someone like Gaara. Never someone who made rattling purrs instead of moans, or whose skin was so smooth and pleasing with its shade of blue. Definitely not one who had ears and a tail that L recalled Gaara reacting strongly to when it was gripped.

Gaara was a xenophiliac's wet dream and he was giving his body over to L without reserve.

He raised his chin and propped it against Gaara's head for a second, catching sight of the red furred ears on top of the alien's head. Eyes darkened with desire, he took one furred ear into his mouth and bit on it as he hoisted Gaara's body against his own with ease. With the hold he had on Gaara's ear and legs, he pulled away from the door and stumbled towards the bed. His length twitched against the bulge pressing against the gown, eager to continue what had been interrupted before. This felt right- Gaara's ear between his teeth brought a feeling of control echoed by a rush of dominant sexuality he usually kept in check.

He lapped at the indents his teeth made before simply depositing Gaara onto the bed and looking down at him, panting with his chin raised and his bangs falling over his dilated eyes. "Prince Gaara... Gaara." His voice had grown deeper as he took in the sight of the alien and began unbuckling his belt first. Gaara was truly beautiful...He'd look good with his face twisted in pleasure and his pale body writhing under him.

Was he permitted to do anythinghe wanted? Despite the burning ache in his loins and the chemical overriding his system, he needed to hear it. He was just that kind of man. Licking his lips and unknowingly taking in more of the chemical Gaara secreted there, he slowly slid his belt out of the loops on his pants. "You will let me...do what I want with you?"

Gaara's whole body jolted when L took his ear between his teeth, making the Jinchuuriki feel like he'd been electrocuted. He hissed and pulled himself closer as his mate handled him with strong, dominating hands. When L's tongue began to trace the stinging skin of his ear, Gaara rattled thickly in his throat and clung tighter, only to be dropped heavily onto his nest. The shock of his sudden fall made him click at his mate disgruntledly, only to feel himself go silent at the expression on L's face.

Gaara wondered for a brief few seconds if he'd given the man too much of the chemical. The absolute need for this was etched heavily into his sweating face, and he was already panting fit to burst lungs. He looked like he wanted to unendingly ravish Gaara for days, never stopping until they were too exhausted from the pure pleasure and intense passion coursing through their conjoined bodies. Gaara's heart jumped into his still rattling throat when his mate finally began to remove his belt.

I'm probably not much better off than he is, a faraway voice mused. But Gaara could barely hear it over the sound of his own blood pumping through his ears.

"Yessss…" Gaara hissed, trembling from where he was sprawled on the bed. His gown was caught around his hips like a long shirt, and his arousal was still straining against the fabric. God, he wanted this man so bad. But at the same time, nerves began to coil in his stomach. He wanted this, he really, reallydid, but he'd never done it like this before. He could count on one hand the number of times he'd had sex at all, each time with a different person, but he'd never been on the receiving end until now.

"Take me, pleasssse." Gaara hissed, reaching down to the hem of his gown to drag it over his head.

Gaara's assent was all L needed to hear as his lips curled up on one side. He tugged out the last few inches of his belt off his pants with a loud snap as he threw it behind him. Bringing one knee up to press on the mattress, he swallowed as Gaara began to pull off his gown. His eyes followed the slide of cloth revealing the alien's lean legs, the sharp curve of his hips, Gaara's incredibly large cock with its startling purple head, and the smooth hairless torso that was so similar to a human's.

"Then I will not hold back anymore." L murmured before unbuttoning his pants and letting the fabric pool down his legs. He kicked off his shoes together with the fabric. Before he joined the MIB, his body had had many scars from an accident he'd barely survived. His left leg was a mangled mess along with his left arm. But that was years ago and since joining, every mark on his body including thumbprints had been erased. It was as if Agent L had never been anyone else with all public records of the man he was wiped clean. Of course, he still remembered everything before becoming an agent. He was-

"Lee. You wanted a name to scream before. That is my real name."

Reaching out he gave that glorious tail a firm stroke, remember how Gaara had reacted in the car. He slid his other hand up and down the alien's inner thighs, just touching for now as the heat boiled inside him.

Gaara's eyes zeroed in on large bulge in the front of his mate's underwear when the man dropped his pants, and the prince nearly began to drool. His trembling worsened, until he couldn't tell if he was the one shaking or if it was the earth beneath his body. Needing some sort of release from all this unbearable heat, he began to run his hands up and down his own body, rubbing at all the sensitive parts of his skin, adding to the fire.

"L-Lee." Gaara choked out as his mate crawled closer. He panted the name again and again under his breath, adding clicked or hissed words from his own language incoherently as the vaporous aroma enveloped his body until he felt like he was completely wrapped in the strong, primal urges that jerked him closer to this man with an unforgiving touch.

Gaara's lidded eyes bulged suddenly as he felt the thickly bristled fur of his tail stroked. He nearly choked from the sudden onslaught of fresh sensations that shot up his thighs, swirling in his stomach, and rebounding up and down his pulsing cock. He shrieked with the intensity of it, a high keening sound that Jinchuuriki rarely made. He wasn't as loud as he'd been in the car, but it was the same shrill pitch, and just as desperate. Gaara's hips bucked of their own accord, trying to press against his mate's hand that was so close to his arousal but not quiteclose enough.

"Pleasssse, Lee! Lee, yessss, Lee, pleasssse-" Gaara hissed, struggling to sit up. He reached out, wanting to take his lover's face in his hands for another kiss.

L had been prepared for the shriek this time, tilting his head back slightly to avoid getting an earful of Gaara's voice.

The agent's eyes were fastened on the prince. Every buck and squirm was intensely erotic, shooting jolts straight to his groin as he lifted his hand so only fingertips were brushing against Gaara's flesh. He avoided the purple cock purposely and moved down to stroke the cheeks of Gaara's ass. L, or Lee, was very much like other men in that a visual show got to him quicker than anything. And right now he was enjoying how Gaara seemed to grow more frantic with his touch alone. Though that was nothing compared to hearing Gaara's pleas and the way he said his name.

A shudder went through him as he confirmed that the skin of the prince's ass was much more supple but just as soft as the rest of his body. "Gaaaaaara." He drew out the name, savoring it as he panted, eyes lidding as he bent down and pressed his cheeks into the waiting hands, letting his weight bring him down to catch the alien's lips in an open-mouthed kiss. Kissing wasn't going to be an issue with what they were doing now.

Groaning into the Jinchuuriki's mouth, he gave Gaara's tail a longer stroke, tightening his hold and slipping his hand from the base to just a few inches before the tip.

Gaara jolted and rattled louder, his whole body reverberating with the force of the thick purr as he felt his mate's hands on his ass. Ooooooooh, that felt good. Not as good as if the man were stroking his cock, but definitely good. He was starting to wish that Lee would grip him harder already, and stop teasing him with these light strokes.

Gaara's eyes slid shut as he decided to return some of the torture his mate was putting him through. He began to slide his tongue lewdly in and out of Lee's mouth, flicking it across Lee's teeth and wrapping each fork around the man's strange, single stretch of tongue and massaging it. He released minuscule amounts of the chemical, just enough to create a horny buzz. But with that on top of Lee's already intense dosage from earlier, this would be making him just a fraction more frantic. He continued to tease his mate with brushes of his tongue, sliding in and out from between his lips.

Gaara jolted with his tongue in Lee's mouth as his tail was stroked again, and he released a high, desperate keening sound. It wasn't the same shrieks as before, now more along the lines of a pathetic whine. He released one side of his mate's face and slid his hand down the man's chest, caressing his firm abs briefly before hooking his fingers under the waistline of Lee's boxers.

Tongue curling against Gaara's forked appendages, Lee moaned in response to the low keening noises the Jinchuuriki made as he let go of his tail and arched his hips against the alien's wandering hands. There it was again- the familiar taste mixed in with Gaara's saliva. With the forked tongue wrapped around his, the chemical easily slid down his throat and prompted him to swallow.

A low growl echoed in the room and it took a second for Lee to realize it was coming from him. Breaking the kiss, he squeezed the plump cheeks of Gaara's ass almost brutally as he hunched over the alien and murmured low. "Make those sounds again."

He pulled back and tugged the alien's hips up until Gaara's legs were bent close to his own chest while Lee ground his covered erection against the curve of his ass. He'd let Gaara take his underwear off; let the prince beg for him to strip or rip it off himself. The position tested the alien's flexibility for sure with Lee turning his head to the side to bite and kiss at the alien's knee. "You are beautiful." He hissed, the rasp in his voice contrasting with his words. In his drugged state, Lee could barely think as it was let alone conjure the sweet nothings he would normally say.

Gaara's eyes widened in shock at the power behind Lee's growling voice. It was the single most nerve wracking, erotic, passionate thing he'd ever heard. On Suna, it wasn't just the Jinchuuriki who spoke in hisses and clicks. Most of the other creatures did as well, simply because that was how the planet had evolved. To hear such a powerful voice speaking to him in the midst of the most intense experience he'd ever had was utterly phenomenal, and they hadn't even had sex yet.

Gaara shrieked once in delighted shock when his ass was finally squeezed the way he'd been craving, and then gave a

drawn out keen of pleasure when Lee ordered him too. Gaara had never realized that humans could be so aggressive. He'd never felt such a strong loss of control before this moment. And while it sent nervous flutters clenching his stomach, there was no way in the entire universe that he was going to put a stop to this.

Gaara hissed and rattled loudly, shocking himself with the force of his own noises when Lee jerked his hips down and shoved his knees into his chest. Gaara wasn't the most flexible Jinchuuriki out there, but he was definitely more flexible than the average human, and complied easily to the position Lee's forceful hands dragged him into. He began keening again desperately when he felt the clothed bulge of his mate's erection rubbing between the cleft of his ass.

"Pleasssse, Lee-" Gaara keened louder, a pathetic and desperate sound as he reached for his lover. "I need you- sssso bad-Lee!"

He finally managed to wrap his fingers around Lee's tie and pull it from where it was still loosely tucked into his jacket. Gaara pulled his mate further down on top of him and slipped his other hand between their bodies to grip Lee's swollen erection inside his boxers.

The obedience Gaara was exhibiting sparked something inside of Lee that only ever manifested when he was fighting in a match, and with only two other people in the bedroom. And those he'd loved and lost already.

A throaty moan passed through his grit teeth in answer to the pleas. He was growing addicted to hearing his name spill out from the alien's lips in that needy tone. If Gaara found the sounds he was making increasingly erotic, he found the hisses and clicks a firm reminder that he wasn't with another human. It spurred him to explore what else the being under him was offering.

Letting Gaara pull him close, he jerked against the prince's body as he felt a hand grip his cock, and his eyes almost rolled up as a tight coil of pleasure ran down his shaft. The spark came again, fast, intense; sending his blood pumping in his ears and his mouth taking in lungfuls of air.

There was no time for words. One hand shot down to grip Gaara's wrist- a thrill running through him as he realized he could wrap his whole hand around the alien's wrist -and used it to tug his boxers down. He was hard in Gaara's hand with a thin white stream already leaking from the tip.

Crushing his lips against Gaara's, he forced his tongue against his soon to be lover's lips and teeth while his free hand stroked, raked, and kneaded its way down the smooth chest and abdomen. As soon as his hand closed around the weeping head of Gaara's cock, he pressed his thumb against the tip and ran his calloused pad against it in slick circles.

Gaara's eyes took in Lee's unclothed anatomy with wide eyes. The man was nearly as big as Gaara was! How he managed to hide it all in that suit was beyond reasoning. Gaara hissed and stroked Lee's erection as best he could with Lee's hand gripping his wrist, panting desperately as he observed the amount of pre-cum already leaking. Gaara could feel the buildup of saliva and the mating chemical pooling in his mouth, and only barely managed not to drool. His own erection pulsed with each moan that passed Lee's lips, making him shudder and rattle as he rode out the sensations.

The Jinchuuriki purred deeply as Lee crushed their mouths together so hard that their teeth clicked. Gaara's eyes squeezed shut as the human's tongue pressed between his lips, vigorously molesting his mouth. Gaara trembled violently as one of Lee's hands ran down his body, scratching and rubbing his skin in a zealous caress. Gaara jolted and keened as his mate's hand found its way to the prince's groin. He continued to keen around Lee's prodding tongue in time with each of the man's skilled strokes. He bucked lightly, and wrapped his legs tightly around Lee's waist. He tore his mouth away from Lee's with a slick smacking sound so that he could speak.

"Lee, pleasssse- I c-can't- I need- I'm gonna-" Gaara choked out as the sensations continued to build. He was getting too close. Anymore and he was sure that he'd come between their bodies. But at this point, the urgency in his veins, groin, instincts, and swimming vision made him just as sure that one orgasm wouldn't be enough by the end of the night.

"L-Lee!" Gaara hissed, bucking frantically and barely managing to hold back his peak. With his dilated white eyes entirely blind from lust and the hormones raging through his body, Gaara bared his teeth and snapped forward in an attempt to bite any exposed flesh he could find.

Unlike Gaara who was buckling in his hand, Lee was holding himself in place as the alien's movements sent his cock slapping against that pale abdomen every time Gaara pushed up into his hold. He growled as their kiss was broken, licking at the Jinchuuriki's lips and chin. Some of the chemical pooling in Gaara's mouth had dripped into the agent's tongue, giving him another dose. With the amount he was taking in, Lee's body would inevitably grow addicted to the substance just as those who'd taken the H-4u laced drugs had. Only it was Gaarahe was tasting. The alien's mating essence racing in his bloodstream.

His eyes had opened wide as something primal inside him awakened, enjoying being control of another's body and hearing Gaara continue to beg for more. But then Gaara was suddenly snapping forward. Lee slammed the alien's wrist onto the bed as he moved to the side, his hand moving from Gaara's cock to protect his body only to get caught in the other's jaws.

Lee hissed loudly even as pain and pleasure mixed together with Gaara's hand still on his length. He pressed his arm against Gaara's mouth as his training kicked in. The lust in Gaara's eyes was mirrored by his own despite the pain as he pressed the alien's arm against his own side and trapped it with his knee. In a second, he whipped out one of the small metal balls hidden in his jacket.

He pressed the cool surface of the ball against Gaara's chest, panting hotly as he watched the thin tendrils snake out and wrap around the Jinchuuriki in a tight bind. It held the alien's arms against his sides. Because of the position, some tendrils had also wrapped around Gaara's knees and held them against his chest.

A tremor ran through Lee as he gazed at the bound alien. Everything was bare for him to look at, touch, taste and abuse if he wanted. He'd never thought the balls could be used like this but now...

"Mine." He said darkly, everything else vanishing from his attention but the beautiful Suna prince.

Gaara bit down on the flesh in his mouth, his sharp teeth piercing Lee's sleeve and skin right away. He didn't bite as deeply as he had in the car, but the mere act of having Lee's body in his mouth and tasting the blood as he lapped at the wound made his eyes roll back in his head, even as Lee's hand left his erection.

The prince barely noticed as something cool and metallic pressed to his chest, until it began to grow and slither across his skin. Gaara jerked violently in alarm, releasing Lee's groin but biting his arm harder as he quickly found himself bound by countless long metallic strings. He felt extremely vulnerable, with his knees still tucked into his chest and his arms pinned to his sides. He arched his neck back against the mattress and panted through his nose wildly, staring at Lee with wild eyes.

Gaara trembled at the feral tone in Lee's voice, claiming Gaara as his own. The look in the human's eyes was beyond anything he'd ever seen before, a seething flame that scorched Gaara's whole body as Lee examined him like he was the greatest prize in the galaxy. He felt like he was being devoured by that look alone.

Gaara finally released Lee's arm from his mouth, licking his lips as he tasted blood there, feeling himself going stir crazy as the man's taste sent another rush of hormones through his body. Gaara writhed against his bonds, making his erection wiggle from where it was standing between his legs. He had never been this vulnerable in his entire life. Nerves wrung his stomach taught, but he still didn't want to stop. He would willingly be taken like this, tied down and without any control as he was ravished. The thought of it sent fresh pulses up his weeping length, and he keened, flexing his fingers as if wanting to grab hold of his mate.

"L-Lee-" Gaara hissed, panting desperately and squirming under the man's dark gaze. He wanted Lee to stop staring and do something already! "Pleasssse- Lee!"

Pulling back his arm, Lee didn't even pay attention to the blood trickling down from the wound. He slid an arm under Gaara's bent knees and brought his hips up as he spat in his hand. Rubbing the mixed saliva and unknown to him, the chemical secreted into his mouth, to spread over his fingers, he hunched over the alien with a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. It sloped into something more of a smirk from the uncontrollable pants escaping his mouth.

"Gaara."

The low utterance of the alien's name was followed by the press of his finger against the tight ring of muscle between Gaara's cheeks. Lee groaned huskily as his finger was engulfed in velvety heat. He couldn't wait to thrust into that and make his prince cry out for him again. He was quick and efficient in preparing Gaara, simply stretching him out with his finger varying from light thrusting to wiggling.

The hand hooked under Gaara's knees found the alien's cock between his legs. Licking his lips in carnal hunger, Lee began to stroke at the same time as he pressed a second finger inside. He wanted to be inside Gaara! There was no time to fully prepare the squirming alien under him.

Gaara rattled in both warning and excitement as Lee handled him. He squirmed against his bonds and watched with wide eyes as Lee spat into and lowered his hand. The Jinchuuriki gave a long, drawn out hiss as Lee pressed his finger into him and began to move it immediately. It stung slightly, but felt more strange than anything else. Gaara panted and rattled low, trying to relax as he imagined that it was Lee's cock inside him.

The chemical mixed with Lee's spit helped dull the sting, taking away any lingering pain and helping the tight ring loosen as Lee continued to thrust and wriggle inside of him. It also added to the fire in his libido, however, making him feel as though all the nerves that Lee was touching had intensified. Every press inside him sent him squirming wildly, trembling as his bonds forced him to stay in place. He saw the look of need on Lee's face, and as badly as he wanted him, he knew he wasn't quiteready yet.

"Eassssy, Lee- hah-" Gaara started to say, only to be cut off as Lee took his cock in his large, purposeful hand. His eyes bulged and he emitted a keening shriek as his mate stroked his erection in time with the thrusting inside his body, making him all but writhe beneath the man. He needed Lee inside him, he wanted it sobad. But he was starting to worry about lubrication…

"L-Lee-" Gaara hissed, trying unsuccessfully not to choke on his own words. "C-come higher, let me ssssuck on you. L-let me make you wet before-" Gaara's words were cut off with a high whine as Lee pressed into him at just the right angle. He looked into Lee's face with desperate eyes, and flicked his forked tongue across his lips between pants.

Lee had to shut his eyes briefly at the pleasured shriek from Gaara but he couldn't keep them closed for long at hearing Gaara's words. A hot flush ran down his spine as he found the Jinchuuriki moving against his fingers. He was tempted to ignore Gaara's request and just drive him crazy right then and there. The raised bundle of nerves he could feel whenever he curled his fingers was already aroused and just begging to be teased mercilessly. He pressed against it again, his eyes lidding as he kneeled up.

"Yes, yes, suck me." He said, having to struggle to say anything at all. He moved to Gaara's side and took his fingers out, confident that the bonds around the alien would help him keep the position without putting too much stress on his body. Eyes quickly moving from Gaara's face to his cock, he grunted once before yanking on the taut tendrils across the other's chest and bringing him into a kneeling position.

With Gaara's hands lashed to his sides, Lee's hold on the bonds were all that kept Gaara from falling headfirst onto his lap. He stared down at Gaara, marveling at the red strands framing his face. His fingers, still slick with saliva and the chemical, brushed across the alien's face reverently. "Suck it." He said, guiding the alien's face down to his length. His cock was so hard that the veins along its shaft were visibly pulsing. The head was flushed red- even worse than Lee's face when he first saw Gaara naked. A shiver ran through Lee as he waited for that forked tongue to wrap around his aching length.

Gaara panted and squirmed as Lee pressed inside of him a few more times for good measure before pulling the Jinchuuriki to his knees. The bindings cut into his skin uncomfortably, but not enough to make him complain. Gaara panted and rattled his throat, feeling off balance and totally reliant on Lee's guiding hands. He stared at the thick, pulsing cock mere inches from his face with heavily lidded eyes, panting hot breath across the sensitive flesh.

Gaara struggled against the strings for a few seconds, trying vainly to pull his hands free. He gave up quickly, accepting that he was at the human's mercy. Feeling saliva and the mating chemical pool in his mouth with anticipation, he allowed Lee to guide his mouth down to his mate's erection. He flicked out his tongue first, lapping at the thick head. He swirled circles around it, splitting each fork of his tongue and pulling them back together across the hot flesh. But he didn't waste any more time, since lubrication was his objective. He wrapped his lips around Lee's cock, careful to keep his sharp teeth out of the way as he began to swirl and flick his tongue. He spread as much moisture as he could, differentiating between sucking and licking. It was difficult, but he barely managed to bob his head in Lee's lap. He rattled his throat lightly, sending vibrations through both their bodies.

Oh god. The heat running through his body felt like a furnace had erupted in his loins. The mixed substances was renewing the lust driving him to fuck the Jinchuuriki. Lee's free hand gripped at Gaara's hair as he rocked lightly into the warm suction of Gaara's mouth. After having seen how Gaara's tongue could wrap around his cock and slide hotly against the head, he was ready to force himself all the way inside the alien's throat. It was taking everything he had to keep from doing just that when the vibrations came.

A low needy moan resounded in his throat as he felt his length throb and spew more pre-cum into the other's waiting tongue. "Like that." He praised breathlessly, ending with a groan. "Your mouth feels goooood."

He let go of Gaara's hair, determined to make the prince squirm for him. Pushing two fingers into his mouth, he forced Gaara to bend further down his lap as he sucked and lubricated the digits. Then he began pressing against the tight entrance again, two fingers at once this time to speed up the preparations.

Gaara squirmed in Lee's grip as the human gripped his hair and rocked into his mouth. Lee wasn't pushing too deep yet, but Gaara still struggled not to gag. He swirled his tongue again, producing what felt like buckets of saliva and the mating chemical. He would have been embarrassed about drooling so heavily over Lee's cock, except that he needed the moisture for lubrication.

Gaara whined as he was praised, and something strongly salty coated his tongue. For a second, he thought Lee had come in his mouth, before he realized that it was only pre-cum. If it had been cum, Lee would have given a stronger reaction after all this build up. Gaara rattled again, trying to aim the vibrations smoothly down Lee's shaft.

Gaara's eyes bulged when he felt Lee pressed him further onto his erection and the human snaked his fingers inside the Jinchuuriki from behind. This time he did gag on the cock in his mouth, pulling back quickly, gasping and keening. The two fingers were stretching him, and it was starting to feel more like Lee's erection pressing into his body. Gaara darted forward again and took Lee into his mouth with a renewed vigor, rattling thickly as he did.

"Haa- ahhh...Gaara. Prince-" Lee's hips were rocking faster into Gaara's mouth, loving the strange rattling that sent vibrations down his cock. He'd never be satisfied with mere purrs after this! Thrusting his fingers deeper inside the alien's ass, he rubbed and stroked his inner walls, hissing at how tight it became when Gaara gagged on him.

His arm was starting to tingle from Gaara's weight and the continued flex it took to keep him from falling over. With a groan, he twisted to his side and sat on the bed so that he could see the prince from the side. A harsh breath escaped his lips at the sight of Gaara- bent down and helpless but eagerly taking in the dick thrusting into his mouth. He didn't look so princelywith drool and pre-cum pooling from his pouty lips just from sucking cock.

"You look like you cannot wait until I am inside you." A pleased rumble reverberated in his chest, matching the dark pools of his eyes filled with lust. Lee adjusted his hold on the binds and raised his torso at an incline. Years of intense strength training had given him a strong set of muscles that supported him with ease now. He pressed a third finger against Gaara's entrance while placing a chaste kiss on the smooth curve of his shoulder. "...Soon my prince."

He pushed the finger inside at the same time as he leaned up and bit at Gaara's ear, lifting his hips up sharply to bury himself in Gaara's mouth. His other fingers sought out the pleasure spot- prostate, his mind supplied -that would help Gaara loosen up even more.

Gaara squirmed as he continued to bob his head in Lee's lap, squeezing his eyes shut in concentration so he wouldn't gag every time Lee thrust deeply. He paused briefly to pant as Lee readjusted himself, and then continued to lap and suck at the throbbing head. He rattled and dug one fork of his tongue into the slit while the other lapped wet half circles.

He listened to Lee's lusty, husky voice with twitching ears. His mate's words seemed so loud, but their meaning seemed so far away that it barely registered with his brain.

Gaara's eyes widened as Lee suddenly thrust deep into his throat and further stretched his entrance. He struggled to both gag and keen at the same time as dueling urges overcame him. What emerged was a choked whimpering sound as he trembled violently in Lee's hold. Gaara squirmed and struggled with difficulty until he finally managed to pull himself off Lee's cock and press his face into the man's thighs. His whole face was drenched in sweat, and around his mouth was smeared with pre-cum and the chemical-saliva mixture.

"Lee… pleasssse…" Gaara panted heavily, hardly able to catch his breath enough to hiss his words as Lee continued to finger him and abuse his pleasure spot ruthlessly. "I want… I can't… pleasssse-" Gaara keened again and looked up at Lee with wide, nearly completely white eyes as he pleaded.

The pure need visible in Gaara's face stirred the darkness in Lee, the part that made him fit to be an agent who had to carry out his job whether it involved hunting down runaway aliens to 'taking care' of those who caused harm to humans. The part of him that may not enjoy hurting other but did not hesitate if it was necessary. It reveled in the absolute obedience Gaara was showing right now.

He relaxed his hold on the binds, letting Gaara rest against his thigh as he spread all three fingers wide to fully stretch the alien's hole. "You are ready." He murmured, smoothing down Gaara's hair and ears as if he was petting an animal. Those soft ears just begged to be fondled.

Lee exhaled deeply before sliding all three fingers out slowly and pushing Gaara onto his back. It would relieve the feeling of those tendrils digging into his skin. Moving in between the Jinchuuriki's legs, he supported his torso with one arm and guided his aching length to the tight hole between the alien's cheeks.

"Remember that you begged for this." He growled before pressing the head against the entrance and gasping as it began to part for him.

Gaara breathed a rattling gasp as Lee repositioned him onto his back. Some of the strain from his bonds was lifted, though he was still hyper aware of the fact that he couldn't move for himself. He struggled to pull his arms free so that he could clutch his mate as Lee crawled between his legs, but it was futile. He stopped wriggling and tried to relax as Lee lifted his lower body and moved forward.

"Yessss, yessss-" Gaara answered, only to be cut off as his mate began to press inside him. He gasped and hissed as he felt the pressure of Lee's body stretching the ring of muscles. It hurt, making his eyes water as violent trembles wracked his entire frame. The pain was sharp at first, but quickly converted to a strong ache as Lee continued to press inside.

"Lee- hah- Lee…!" Gaara keened helplessly. He rattled breathlessly as Lee's lower body came flush with his. It still hurt, a burning ache, but the chemical was already starting to help. Gaara's erection was aching almost as badly as his entrance, and he found himself squirming against his bonds yet again, grasping only the blankets beneath him.

"Shh..." Lee moved his hand to stroke Gaara's thighs and stomach once he'd push in the head. He continued to press forward, knowing that to stop meant having to do everything all over again. When he was half-way in, he took hold of Gaara's cock and began to stroke it, up and down, rubbing the tip of his pointer finger against the slit while his thumb massaged the vein running under the shaft. It was a good thing the Jinchuuriki's anatomy closely resembled a human's.

Panting, he leaned over and began to plant kisses along Gaara's chest above the binds, licking at the curves of muscle and the sharp jut of Gaara's collarbone in hopes of distracting his lover from the pain with each inch he pushed inside.

Gaara's vision went hazy when Lee's strong hand finally touched his erection. He arched his neck and hissed as the pleasure warred with the pain, pleasure slowly becoming stronger. He clicked his tongue compulsively, chanting nonsense in his own dialect as Lee continued to press inside. The pressure was become stronger, the ache became more real, but Lee continued to satisfy the alien's needs as well as his own.

Gaara jolted suddenly as Lee began to kiss and lick his chest. That felt [i]so[/i] good, such a gentle caress in the midst of such passion, not to mention that area had always been sensitive. Gaara rattled-purred thickly in his throat and tilted his chin up to give Lee more room to move. Every touch of the human's mouth to his skin was a warm, tender caress that went much deeper than just his body. His tail bristled heavily between his legs, and he tried vainly to stop wriggling and relax.

Eyes sliding up, Lee marveled at how different Gaara's skin tone looked like up close. Even in his drug-induced state, he could appreciate how attractive the alien was and not just sexually so. The blue tinge made his skin seem even paler but it was a nice contrast to the red of his hair. Groaning as he finally felt his hips meet Gaara's, he held in place for a moment, just kissing his way up Gaara's throat until he could press small light kisses on the prince's lips.

With their bodies joined like this, it felt like the flame burning in him had erupted into a wildfire raging from one body to the next. It was also driving him mad as the ache in his cock was stoked and relieved in intervals whenever he felt Gaara's body move around him. Catching Gaara's lower lip between his teeth, he began to suck on that stretch of flesh as he balanced himself on his knees alone and slid a hand down the alien's body. His fingers encountered a raised nub in between the binds, sparking a rush of desire in him as he flicked it. Would the Jinchuuriki's nipples be just as sensitive as a human's?

Keeping his eyes open, he began to rub and pinch the raised nub mercilessly, still stroking Gaara's cock as he began to slide out.

Gaara returned Lee's light kisses as best he could, sliding his eyes shut as he reveled in the sensations that coursed through his body. He'd never thought that there existed a person throughout the entire galaxy who could affect him this way. He didn't feel like himself anymore. Gaara had always been a calm, stoic person who alwayshad control of himself and his reactions. And yet, here he was, bound in metallic wires as a man of another species pressed inside his body, and he was pleading for more with nearly every other breath.

Gaara's eyes slid open again as Lee became more forceful, taking his lip between his thankfully dull human teeth. Lee's expression was one of a man lost entirely to his merciless desires. His dark hair was mussed and drenched in sweat, and Gaara felt like he was looking into the sun when their eyes met.

The Jinchuuriki jolted and let out a soft, pitiful shriek as his nipple was fondled and Lee began to slide out of his body. The mating chemical had worked its magic, and now Gaara could only feel a very small sting below layers and layers of heat and electricity. Lee's hands on Gaara's cock and nipple left his nerves aching and needy. Gaara darted his tongue out of his mouth to trace the seam where Lee's teeth met his lip, and attempted to rock his hips despite the bonds holding him in place.

Lee's heart began to pound in his chest, echoed by the drumming in his ears as their eyes met. This beautiful, needy creature whom he didn't even know a thing about was entirely hisin this moment. He raked his teeth over Gaara's lips before kissing him hard, moaning as he pressed the blunt edge of his nail against the nipple between his fingers and slid in all the way with an erotic wet smack. His balls slapped against Gaara's ass cheeks, almost making him come right then and there from the overwhelming sensations.

He wanted to make him cum. He wanted Gaara screaming his name and writhing around him. He wanted him begging to be fucked over and over.

Abruptly ending their kiss, he pressed his cheek against Gaara's face and whispered in his ear, "Do not hold back anymore." The same words the alien had told him before.

Their bodies still joined, he arched his back until he could take Gaara's nipple between his lips, licking and sucking until it was peaked while he simultaneously stroked Gaara's cock and tail in opposite directions. One hand would slide down at the base of the furred tail while the other gripped the alien's throbbing length and squeezed up.

Gaara whined as Lee became more brutal with his nipple, and then choked on his own voice as Lee thrust inside him, sending heavy shudders throughout his body as he was wracked by pleasure. He tried to return the human's kiss, but he couldn't seem to control his body. He strained fiercely against the wires, but he still couldn't free himself to clutch his lover.

"L-Lee!" Gaara forced out desperately. Then his white eyes bulged and his body arched as Lee stroked his tail and cock, sending a sharp pleasure tearing through his core. He strained so hard against his bonds that the wire cut brutally into his skin as he came between their bodies, still shrieking desperately. A long, white spurt of cum stained the shirt, tie, and coat Lee still wore as the pleasure left Gaara a trembling, gasping mess.

"HAAAAH!" Lee tore his lips away from the nipple he was sucking as he felt Gaara spasm wildly around him, his own cry of pleasure mingling with the high pitched shriek his lover was emitting. His hair flew around his head as he shook it, teeth gritting as an orgasm was wrenched from him and sent him spilling his seed inside the other man. Gaara's passage was now hot and slick with his cum coating his walls. But even after coming, Lee's cock had begun to harden almost immediately as his blood continued to pump with the mating chemical.

His eyes wide and unseeing, he let go of both Gaara's cock and tail and fastened his hands on the alien's hips. Fingers digging into the soft flesh, he began to thrust deeply inside his lover, beginning a steady rhythm as he pounded into the body beneath him. Whatever coherence had been present earlier was now completely gone as the only thing on his mind was to make Gaara cum again and have him squeezing his cock like that.

Gaara's eyes slid closed and his mouth fell slack as Lee continued to thrust powerfully into his body. His cock had barely begun to soften before Lee's essence sent his hormones raging again and made him just as hard as before. He tried to keen breathlessly, but he seemed to have lost his already weak voice with that final shriek of passion. He gasped and panted, rattling hoarsely when Lee struck his prostate and set his whole body aflame with elated trembles.

Lee's fingertips dug into Gaara's hips, giving the Jinchuuriki something to ground him to what little symbolism of reality he still had left. He opened his eyes and rattled again as he beheld Lee's brows twisted, his eyes blind to the world around him, his lips trembling as he grunted and moaned, and the beads of sweat falling down his skin and soaking into the collar of his suit top. Gaara's fingers flexed as he longed to reach out and touch the human's hot, flushed skin.

It was almost impossible to believe how Lee's hormones continued to rage even after cumming once already. Lee let out a long moan as he slid in all the way and ground upwards, aiming for that place that had Gaara rattling so much. As foreign as the sounds were, he knew now that they were Gaara's unique signals for pleasure.

Swallowing thickly, he lowered his body flush against Gaara's, letting his hips snap forward and back automatically into the warm heat as he pressed his forehead against Gaara's. He wasn't aware of the binds digging into Gaara's skin, or the Jinchuuriki's fingers flexing against the bedsheets. Staring into those now purely white eyes, he felt lost to the onslaught of pleasure wracking his senses.

"Gaa...raaa..." He choked out between thrusts, the heat of his extra layers of clothes making him sweat even more. "Feel...good...too much...I ca-cannot stop...!" He moaned against the other's lips.

Gaara stopped breathing as Lee ground against his prostate, and began gasping desperately as Lee pressed his sweaty forehead to Gaara's. Every thrust felt like jolts of electricity were coursing through his veins. The heat of the body on top of his was overwhelming, to the point he actually believe he might combust from the intensity of the flames.

"Don't sssstop, don't sssstop-" Gaara mouthed against Lee's lips, unable to speak the words out loud. Lee's dark eyes bore into his, making the Jinchuuriki feel as though nothing else in the galaxy existed apart from this building, aching moment between them. But even as the intensity grew and the pleasure seemed endless, Gaara grew more and more desperate to actually holdLee's body close to his, clutch and pull his hair, wrap his legs around the man's waist and give as much as he got.

"Pleasssse, Lee-" Gaara rasped hoarsely, clutching the blankets beneath him tighter as the human continued to thrust. "L-let me loosssse- I want- I need to f-feel you! I want to clutch you all over- p-pleasssse….!"

How could Lee refuse when Gaara pleaded for it? He didn't stop thrusting into the willing body beneath his as he slid a hand between their chests and pressed hard around the metal ball. The tiny grooves around it registered his DNA and began to unwind around Gaara. He waited for all of the tendrils to withdraw back inside the ball before throwing it somewhere to the side.

An excited groan passed his lips as he eagerly ran his hand over the pale chest that had been hidden by the binds, making sure not to miss the peaked nipples. There were dark marks there from the tight hold the metal had on the prince. Lee leaned back slightly to stare at them, his hips grounding into Gaara's again and again despite it. 'Beautiful'. What would normally have made him cry out in guilt and alarm, the marks only made him want to taste the saturated flesh and see if they made Gaara even more receptive to his touch.

"Move for me." He said, hands moving back to the prince's hips and holding himself in place.

Gaara exhaled in a whoosh as the metal tendrils slid free from his body and he could finally move. His legs automatically spread wider as Lee ground into him, making him reach with one hand to clutch the headboard behind him, the other moving to pull his own hair as he hissed.

Gaara eagerly clutched Lee's waist between his legs and began to rock his body, still penetrated by Lee's pulsing cock. He thrust himself as deeply as he could, making the bed rock with his movements. But that quickly proved not enough for the Jinchuuriki. He needed to feel [i]more[/i]! He needed the human harder, deeper! He wanted Lee's body so strongly inside his that they would never be able to separate again. He needed more!

Finally able to assume some sense of control, Gaara struggled briefly to push Lee back until he was sitting up in the man's lap. Gaara wrapped his arms around Lee's clothed shoulders and began to rock up and down quickly, plunging more deeply onto Lee's cock than he had yet. He felt like he was going to combust with the force of their actions as a new wave of sensations penetrated his body.

The single thrust back Gaara made to impale himself on his cock had Lee growling in pleasure from both the physical contact and the satisfaction of having Gaara want this so much to fuck himself on Lee. When the alien began to push him back though, he'd wrapped his arms around the other's waist and groaned as their position shifted.

Now looking up at the prince's, his face scrunched up in pleasure, brow knitted together and his flushed skin damp with sweat. His hands aided Gaara as he rode his cock hard and fast, quickly letting the heat rise up his length again.

One hand gripping Gaara's hair from behind, he forced the alien's head back and fastened his lips around his throat, sucking at the heated skin and tasting the beads of sweat that had fallen onto Gaara's body from his own. He couldn't help but enjoy how much he was tainting the alien- Gaara's ass already filled once with his cum, his mouth previously stretched wide and pooling at the edges with pre-cum and saliva, and now the Jinchuuriki taking him in over and over like he never wanted it to end.

He squeezed one of Gaara's cheeks, fingering the stretch of his muscle around his cock before sliding his fingers up to stroke through his sensitive tail.

Gaara's throat rattled heavily as Lee clutched his hair and planted kisses on his heated skin. Even as he was finally allowed to move, it felt right that Lee was still dominate, still calling the shots as he held Gaara's head back and kissing his body fiercely.

Gaara gave a breathless keen of need as Lee's hands slid down his ass, briefly caressing the sensitive skin so close to where the human's cock penetrated him, and inched closer to his thickly bristled tail. Gaara's ears flattened into his hair and he thrust harder yet as his tail was petted and the fur was ruffled.

His sharp pleasure was building again, nearly choking him with the intensity of it. Gaara was getting soclose, and it wasn't going to take much more. Frantically, Gaara gripped Lee's shoulder in one hand and lowered the other to his heavily weeping cock. He began to quickly stroke and squeeze himself, barely managing to keep it in time with his thrusts down onto Lee's body.

Lee's fingers slid through the soft furs of Gaara's tail to scratch at the skin underneath while he rubbed the base of it with his thumb. He loved how it moved in his hand, and how Gaara reacted every time he touched it. The alien's body was a strange place to explore sexually, but one that Lee enjoyed very much. He had to wonder what else could make Gaara shriek loudly.

Taking a stretch of skin between his teeth, Lee began to suckle and nibble on it, pushing Gaara's neck closer to his mouth with a moan as he felt the other speed up. The smell of sex was settling over the room and making him feel heady combined with the heat.

It didn't take long for him to notice Gaara's hand stroking the alien's own cock. With a growl, he gripped Gaara's tail tight and stroked it all the way up to the end at the same time using what little leverage he had to thrust up.

Gaara went rigid as he came for the second time, again spewing cum all over Lee's suit. His whole body thrummed almost violently as he emitted a choked rasp, trying to shriek but unable to make his sore voice work. The muscles around Lee's cock clenched and unclenched as Gaara came down from his high, still stroking himself as his body started to sway. He felt so dizzy, so [i]good[/i], and so overwhelmed that he couldn't have thought straight if his very life depended on it.

Gaara let his weight fall forward and he wrapped his arms around Lee's shoulders once again, clutching at the back of his lover's coat with trembling hands. He clicked twice in his own language, thanking Lee breathlessly.

Lee's suit was covered in strands of Gaara's cum, the fabric saturated in the alien's essence. Lee shuddered in place as Gaara's body tightened and released around him in a maddening cycle, prompting him to widen his mouth and bite down on Gaara's shoulder. While Gaara had fallen forward and wrapped himself around Lee, the human groaned as his cock continued to throb.

With Gaara's arms around him, he simply moved his hands back to Gaara's hips and began to lift him up and down, forcing the alien to move in his lap once more regardless of the satiated mess Gaara was. His cock pounded into the alien's prostate inside with every thrust as Lee kept the same angle.

Gaara winced as Lee's teeth bit into his skin, but didn't fight him. He allowed the human to lift and lower his hips, first believing that Lee just needed to find his own release. But as Lee continued to thrust into Gaara's pleasure spot, the alien couldn't help squirming and shaking as his softening cock was brought back to attention. Gaara panted desperately, hissing as his body rubbed against the fabric of Lee's suit, drenched in sweat and cum. He could feel his tail lifting of its own accord, the fur bristling.

Gaara pressed his lips to Lee's cheek, mouthing nonsense as he tried vainly to regain coherency over his actions. As Lee still continued to press inside his body, thrusting over and over again, Gaara began to move his hips on his own. He slid one hand up Lee's back until he was clutching the man's mussed, dark locks. He reached his other hand down until he was gripping Lee's thick wrist where the man was still guiding the Jinchuuriki's hips.

Gaara threw his head back with a shudder, hissing softly. After coming twice already, this pleasure wasn't the same as before. It wasn't quite as urgent, more like a slow and gradual build up to something better, like the plot of a novel before the story reached its climax, despite the speed of their movement.

The hold Lee had on Gaara's shoulder only tightened as he felt Gaara begin to move again. Everything around him had begun to blur into one endless moment of pleasure with their mixed scents wafting in the air and the continuous sound of skin slapping against skin ringing in his ears.

It didn't take long before Lee felt his balls tighten and the base of his length throb wildly. A muffled cry erupted from his throat and reverberated against the prince's skin as he shot a thick wad of cum inside him, legs trembling as his cock was milked by Gaara's walls.

Prying his jaws away from Gaara's abused skin, he took in several mouthfuls of air. His eyes locked onto Gaara's face, still dark, still filled with desire even after coming twice, before his gaze slid down the other's glistening body, licking his lips as he saw that the alien had grown hard again. Hands picked up Gaara by his sides, he was gentle this time in moving his lover to lie back on the bed.

He pulled out of the other's body with a rush of cum quickly pooling out from the stretched hole. And even as he did, his length had bounced back up as if nothing had happened. Any other man would have collapsed already, but Lee's body was used to constant strain not to mention that it was jacked up on Gaara's mating chemical. By this time, Lee didn't even question how he was managing to grow hard.

Gaara gasped and arched as Lee came inside him, feeling how his lover's cock throbbed and his body tensed. The human's teeth seemed to clench the skin of his shoulder painfully before he finally let go. Gaara tried vainly to calm his breathing as Lee lowered him onto his back with extremely gentle hands. The Jinchuuriki squirmed as the human pulled out, wrinkling his nose as Lee's slick, warm cum pooled out immediately after, dirtying the fur of his tail. It made him feel dirty, taken, owned, and so satisfied that he would do it over and over again any day that Lee was willing.

"Hrhhhgn..." Lee groaned. Gaara looked so good, so edible like a sci-fi fanatic's wet dream with his body a darker shade of blue than it had been before. 'He is flushed'. Lee thought with a rush of pride while stroking himself to relieve the heat coiled at the head of his length. Unlike earlier, his body didn't burn as hotly. There was only a delicious friction running up and down his length and around his balls.

He raised one finger and twirled it. "On all fours." He rasped hoarsely. Later, when he'd regained his senses, he would be mortified by how arrogant he was being, ordering a prince around like this. But right now, he didn't think Gaara cared.

Gaara looked up hesitantly at his lover, worried for a moment that Lee was finished and Gaara would have to deal with his newest erection alone. But Lee's hoarse order had him rattling thickly, nodding his head jerkily in agreement. He paused for just a second before rolling his tired body onto his front, and then climbing onto his knees with shaky limbs and lifted his tail in the air. Gaara looked back over his shoulder at Lee expectantly, excitement resurfacing as he prepared for this new position.

Lee's cock twitched in arousal as Gaara got on all fours and bared his ass to him. Like this he could see the sweet curve of his bottom, and the cum dripping out from his hole and down the bulb of his balls. He placed his hands on the round cheeks and parted them, eyes widening at the slick passage filled with his essence. Looking up to meet Gaara's gaze, he licked his lips and knelt down to lap at the stretched skin, almost as if he were soothing away any aches the alien felt from their hard fucking earlier.

He didn't stay long in that position but took his time to slide his hands along the Jinchuuriki's legs and thighs, ending with a loud clap as his hands cupped and released Gaara's ass. "Ready?" He purred, kneeling up and positioning himself again.

Gaara's eyes widened in shock as he watched Lee's face disappear between his cheeks, below his raised tail. Then as he felt Lee's warm tongue flick across his aching entrance, he couldn't help ducking his head and rasping harshly, trying to keen weakly in pleasure. The unbelievably gentle way Lee was touching him made his body feel so much warmer, but without the violent heat from before. This warmth was a kind caress, and it soothed his tight trembling into something softer, prompting him to relax. There was no need to be frantic and desperate; Lee would take care of him.

"Yessss…" Gaara whispered, jolting and shivering in pleasure as Lee groped his ass tightly. "I'm ready. Pleasssse take me…."

He looked back over his shoulder again as Lee lined himself up. He wriggled his hips invitingly and raising his tail higher.

The wriggle of Gaara's hips had Lee's eyes scrunching shut with a pleased grunt. Earlier, he'd wanted to take that primal nature in Gaara and tame it, harness it and make it obey him. The prince had been more obedient and needy than he'd expected and deserved to be rewarded for his efforts. Right now he simply wanted to wring out every bit of pleasure he could from his lover, both for Gaara and for himself.

His body slid over Gaara's as he pressed his cock into that warm heat, hands wrapping around the prince's waist and his chest against his back. One smooth thrust was all it took to sheathe himself inside Gaara again, his pelvis lightly hitting Gaara's ass and making the cheeks bounce. Lee was about to start thrusting when something tickled his nose and lips, making him wrinkle his nosebridge comically. Gaara's thick red tail, now matted by cum and sweat, was in the way. He ground against Gaara's hips in slow circles as he thought of what to do to that sensitive appendage.

Ahh...yes. He knew what to do. Taking the end of the tail between his lips, he hummed deeply in his mouth which sent light vibrations running through the fur as he pulled back and slammed his hips against the other's.

Gaara gasped as Lee thrust smoothly inside his body, gliding over his pleasure spot and stretching his entrance once again. Gaara rattled as Lee ground into him, reveling in the thick feel of having the human inside his body. Lee was deeper than ever in this position, sending small waves of aching pleasure down his thighs, coiling in his stomach, and ricocheting up and down his cock.

Gaara's eyes bulged and his head snapped back in elated shock as Lee began to manipulate his tail. The human thrust inside the Jinchuuriki's body sharply, making Gaara's whole body feel like he was going to shatter, and the pieces were being ground into dust by the power of the vibrations that bounced up and down his tail.

The alien choked loudly, throwing one hand in front of him to brace against the headboard as Lee began to thrust inside over and over, still playing with Gaara's sensitive tail. Gaara shook his head quickly and pushed back into Lee's thrusts, hissing and urging his lover deeper.

Lee met every thrust back Gaara made but he didn't speed up, just keeping a steady rhythm where he could push in all the way to the hilt of his cock. He moaned with the tail still between his lips as he felt the head of his length press against Gaara's inner walls, and judging from Gaara's keens, against his prostate.

The arms wrapped around the Jinchuuriki's waist began to explore Gaara's body with Lee taking hold of his cock in one hand and the other roving up and down the alien's chest. He was being so very careful with his lover this time, just stroking and petting in time with his thrusts, and making sure to maximize the pleasure Gaara was feeling and just enjoying the feeling of being joined. Tension was growing between them, joining the heady feeling Lee had as he claimed what his drug-muddled mind believed was his.

Pressing against Gaara's back, Lee trapped the alien's tail between their chests and let go of it so he could kiss along the other's shoulders and the curves along his back. "Gaara." He mouthed over and over, loving how the name rolled on his tongue. "My Gaara."

Gaara's eyes were wide, but he was blind to the world as he continued to push back onto his mate. Lee's hands were so warm, so strong, so gentle, and made him feel overwhelmed with the tenderness of it. The shock of electrifying touches between the two of them had given way for a constant pulsing pleasure. It felt so good! Their passionate, rough embraces before had been just what Gaara had wanted. It had left him feeling tired nearly to the bone, satisfied, and ecstatic with the world. But this… this sensual, tender thing between them now was utterly amazing. Every moment this continued was absolute bliss. The pleasure between their bodies was building with every press deep inside his body and caress of Lee's warm hands on Gaara's sensitive skin and tail. Gaara hissed and shook his head, his eyes watering as Lee stroked his cock purposefully.

Gaara arched as Lee's lips pressed to his back, rasping his sore throat as his trembles started up again. He couldn't hear what Lee was saying to him, but he could tell by the feel of the man's lips and the small puffs of air across his skin that it was something that would take his breath away.

This time around, Lee wouldn't be able to last that long. He continued to kiss at Gaara's back, nibbling and sucking alternately on the Jinchuuriki's skin while stroking and rubbing everywhere he could reach. With the prince's body trembling under him, it was already too much pleasure just thrusting into it.

Rubbing his chin against the curve of Gaara's shoulder, Lee began to speed up his movement just a little bit. Just enough so that the slow friction of his length inside Gaara turned into smooth thrusts that pounded into the other's exhausted body. The heat in his loins had begun to fan out again, coiling in his groin and making his balls tighten every time their hips met. He wanted the alien to come one last time! To prove that it was really his touch that drove Gaara wild earlier.

Soon he was clutching Gaara against him and pumping his cock quickly, squeezing at the head and at the base between strokes. "Gaa...ra!" He groaned, "Come!...Come for me!"

Gaara's rough panting turned to choked gasps as Lee began to thrust subtly harder, and the grip around his erection became more forceful. The pleasure was growing to unbearable heights, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to handle it for much longer. Already he could feel himself on the edge, keeling closer and closer to his release.

Gaara could feel Lee's chin on his shoulder, and couldn't help turning his face to press his cheek against the human's sweaty forehead. He furrowed his naked brows and his mouth fell slack as he listened to Lee's trembling voice. Everything around him was disappearing aside from this one moment, this one other person. Gaara couldn't see straight, and all he could feel was Lee's body inside his and Lee's hands crawling all over his skin.

"L-Lee-" Gaara whispered hoarsely, desperately, but he forgot what he was going to say as the pressure between them built to be too much. Arching his body into Lee's grip, Gaara shuddered heavily and came for the third time that night. The intensity from their kinder embrace narrowed until it exploded from his groin, shooting pleasure like fireworks throughout every nerve in his body. His breath whooshed free of his lungs softly in satisfaction and Gaara fell forward until his face hit the pillow before him, and his arms fell limp. His ass was still in the air, and Lee was still inside him as his body turned to jello.

Lee loved it, how Gaara could only whisper his name hoarsely when he was shrieking and rattling it earlier. Just hearing his lover speak was enough to make him give quick staccato thrusts to bring the alien over the edge, determined to shatter the other's mind and body in pleasure. It didn't take long for him to feel the cock in his hand bulge and throb as Gaara came in his hand and onto the sheets below them, his ass squeezing and sucking on his length as if the Jinchuuriki couldn't have enough of his cock.

He didn't stop thrusting, shutting his eyes tight and riding out Gaara's orgasm until he ploughed in all the way and cried out. His voice broke in the middle of it, a sure sign that he would be as hoarse as Gaara after this, through probably not as much as the Jinchuuriki.

As Gaara's torso slid down onto the bed, he propped himself upon the alien's hips and groaned in satisfaction, licking the hand that was covered in Gaara's cum. His eyes were still wide and dark, but the heat had receded from his body, just leaving a warm afterglow that ran from his toes and all the way up to his flushed face. He stroked Gaara's back, murmuring almost incoherently, "Good...good Gaara...my Gaara...". He pulled out slowly and pressed two fingers against the alien's ass, panting as he watched his cum drip out. The only thing his mind could still process right now was how good Gaara looked drenched in sweat and his cum, lying utterly boneless on the bed.

Lee's nose twitched as he took a deep breath. There was no doubt that the other would have his scent all over him for days. He crawled next to Gaara's side and rolled the alien against him. Kissing and petting Gaara's hair, face and ears, he wrapped his arms protectively around him as something inside him prompted him to stay alert for a few more minutes. In case anything would harm his mate.

Gaara had gasped breathlessly as he felt Lee come inside him, but couldn't move to respond in anyway. He was so tired, his body felt like he'd been running for days without eating or drinking, but with a heavy feeling of satisfaction that he was sure would linger for weeks. Lee's hands on his body and throaty murmurs were like lullabies as he felt himself drifting into an exhausted sleep. Even when Lee pressed his fingers to his sore entrance, he felt himself only twitching weakly in response.

Gaara sighed contentedly as Lee rolled him into the human's embrace, and somehow managed to summon enough energy to snuggle closer as they spooned. The Jinchuuriki murmured softly, his throat creating something closer to a purr than the snake-like rattles from before. He felt so content, so safe... Lee would take care of him. He was sure of it.

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The worms perked their antennae outside the Suna prince's door, shushing each other and pushing to get closer.

"I think they're done now." One said, chuckling lecherously and taking a step back.

"How long were they in there for, five hours?" Another asked, looking mildly impressed.

"No, more like three or four. Enough time for us to go through three bags of popcorn." Corrected a worm at the back of the small group. He crumbled the snack bag in his hand and tossed it down the hall. "Do you think agent L killed him? He was screaming a lot before, but toward the end it was almost dead silence."

"Naw, probably just killed the prince's voice." Said the first again, shaking his head with a perverted grin. "Jinchuuriki don't usually vocalize, this was probably too much for him."

"Delicate little flower." Snorted another worm, giggling mockingly. "Too bad L got here before me. If I'd known the prince was horny, I could have shown him an even better time."

"Once you go worm, that's what you'll yearn!" they all chanted together, then burst into a fit of impish cackles as they walked away from the door.