AN: This is my first oneshot, lemon, and story in general.
Tales of a Dogboy contains different situations & pairings involving Kiba.
Each oneshot is not connected to one another.
Chapter Summary: Kiba and Gaara decide to have some fun in a hot tub,
but Kiba's not willing to be tamed so easily.
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Battle for Dominance
The prestigious bathroom was currently growing dense with thick air, coming from the rising steam of the hot pool of water filling into a giant tub. The porcelain tub was big enough to fit five people, leaving plenty of room if only two people were in it. This bathroom interconnected with a luxurious master suite, belonging to a spacious mansion. Back in the elegant bathroom, inharmonious splashing in the tub was cutting the formal air. Host of the mansion, Kiba, had been pinned against the wall of the tub by the other older teen in the tub, causing him to splash all over. Gaara's jade green eyes lined black with make-up, narrowed, staring intently on Kiba's cringed face.
Kiba's back stung from being thrown up against the rough interior of the tub, and so did his bottom which was being scraped on the underwater bench, but he still managed a smirk. He turned his face to stare back at Gaara, then moved in for a kiss, but found that he couldn't reach, due to his bounded arms. He settled for lining Gaara's soft, wet lips with an outstretched tongue. Gaara then released his grip on Kiba, and acted quick, devouring his lover's mouth before he got a chance to breathe. Gaara was soon dancing tongues with Kiba, then reeling back a little to suck on his bottom lip, which he gave a slight nibble on now and then. Kiba received slight pleasure from this, but he just started to chuckle, that's when Gaara releases his mouth and looked at Kiba with a confused expression.
"Is that all you've got Gaara?" Kiba said with a devilish smirk and a teasing laugh.
That's when he exchanged positions with Gaara in one swift motion, using much more force than Gaara did. He forced Gaara to sit and positioned himself on his lap with his legs spread and straddled his knees to lie on either side of the sitting boy. Kiba then grabbed a fistful of Gaara's glistening crimson hair, yanking his head back gaining access to his neck. The skin that lay out before him was pale and fresh, glowing with radiance, it was like Kiba's personal stretch of fresh canvas waiting for him to compose countless masterpieces upon it.
Gaara dug his fingers into Kiba's side, lifting him up so that his legs could easily wrap around Gaara's waist. Kiba forcefully plunged into Gaara's neck then sucked on his skin with pure strength then licked him all the way up to his lips, finally reaching his destination. He pressed his mouth firmly on Gaara's and pried with his tongue a way through Gaara's lips and into the moist cavern of his mouth, continuing his vicious make-out session.
The feeling of their nude bodies entangling sent shudders of sensation coursing through both boys. Kiba let go of Gaara's hair and went on to hold his face gently, pulling off from his mouth staring into his serene pools of liquid emerald, long enough for the suffocating boy to catch his breath. Kiba went in for a subtle kiss, and just as suddenly as it was over, he started to suck on Gaara's lower lip just as he had done to him a while ago. Again, Kiba was using much more strength and at the same time pressing his entire body up against Gaara's making sure to keep a steady pace with the movement of his hips against those of Gaara's. That's when dog boy started his biting. Kiba's canine teeth ripped right through Gaara's sensitive flesh, blood surfaced almost immediately and gushed through both their mouths. The sadistical hound boy was satisfied with his damage and made sure to lick Gaara's mouth clean of any blood, then his own. At this point Kiba thought he'd gained control, but was surprised to find out otherwise. Gaara had taken pleasure in every minute of Kiba's abuse, enough to maintain sturdily erect. Gaara stared at Kiba hungrily, giving him a slight smirk, insinuating it was again his turn. He gently touched his cheek then plunged his hand underwater to caress him in other areas.
Kiba suddenly dropped his beastly demeanor and put on a more gentle expression. Letting Gaara know he was feeling every touch, he started to moan a little as Gaara's pace quickened. Gaara's hand then slipped away from his body only to return to a more personal region. Kiba's eyes widened as he felt Gaara's fingers working their way into Kiba. Each time Gaara plunged another finger into Kiba, small whimpers escaped from Kiba's throat, which Gaara responded to with a flicker of his tongue into Kiba's mouth. Gaara then removed his hand and placed both hands on Kiba's hips. He stood up to get out from under him, which Kiba tried to prevent and gave a pout when Gaara successfully stood up behind him. Gaara leaned over Kiba's body from behind and whispered into his ear,
"I'll show you what I've got, puppy.
Oh, and don't be afraid to scream my name..." Gaara concluded with a smirk.
Gaara positioned himself back to his previous stance and placed his member at Kiba's entrance, gripping his hips at the same time. Kiba was bracing the excitement and didn't know when to expect Gaara to begin. Before he knew it, Gaara has thrust with animalistic force into Kiba. Kiba let out a blood-curdling scream that he'd been trying to hold back. Gaara prodded again, hitting deeper this time, causing Kiba to wince in pain. Kiba threw his head back and grasped the edges of the tub to cope with the pain.
"Dammit, Gaara…" Kiba panted, "I-Is….that it?"
Kiba turned his head to face Gaara and gave him a weak smirk. He supported himself up by leaning on the tub's ledges; he suddenly started to clench the sides of the Jacuzzi, as a gulp of air trapped in his throat attempting to escape as a breath. Gaara repeatedly lunged deeply into Kiba, keeping a fast pace. With each thrust of Gaara's hips, Kiba's breath grew shorter and he panted harder. He still felt the pain but it started to dissipate and took on a form of intense pleasure. Gaara plunged into Kiba once more, hitting deeper than before. Keeping himself inside Kiba, he leaned over they boy's wet body drenched in sweat, and licked his ear.
"Gosh, puppy, you're so tight. By the way, I haven't heard you scream my name yet…" Gaara whispered harshly into Kiba's ear.
Gaara stood up and pulled almost completely out of Kiba. He went in again, but this time with blunt force deploying his full length into the screaming boy.
"G-GAARA…!" Kiba repeatedly moaned infinite times.
Kiba's back arched and his eyes widened significantly, as he tossed his head back. Kiba tingled all over when he felt a warm liquid expel inside of him. Gaara let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding in when he finally climaxed. He sat back, exhausted. Kiba stood, still keeled over holding onto the edges with white-knuckled grasps; he let his head hang so he was looking at the water beneath him, he had wet hair sticking to his face. He finally looked up at Gaara who was sitting to the right of him staring at his own semen seeping out of Kiba. Kiba stood up straight and ran his fingers through his hair, feeling worn-out and extremely hot. He got out of the tub and started limping towards the shower.
"Hey, where the hell are you going?" Gaara questioned him.
Kiba hadn't turned around or stopped limping; he was fixing up a shower while Gaara spoke to him.
"I need a cold shower. Do you mind?" Kiba responded indignantly.
Gaara also got out of the tub and crept up behind Kiba, putting his arms around his waist before getting into the shower. They entered together and instantly erupted in goose bumps in unison at the feeling of such a significant temperature change. Kiba inhaled deeply through clenched teeth. Gaara was still holding onto him from behind, sucking on his neck roughly. Gaara trailed his way up and down Kiba's neck with his mouth, leaving apparent bite-marks throughout the boy's body. Kiba cocked his head to the side and closed his eyes, permitting Gaara to extend his boundaries. Kiba's eyes rolled back as he felt Gaara massaging him in unspeakable places. He'd long given up the battle for dominance and accepted Gaara's control over him. Kiba started to moan again, much quieter and melodic, until his own name became a drone in Gaara's ears. Gaara felt Kiba nearing his limit after a while, he pushed Kiba onto the wall and leaned all of his body weight on him. He embraced Kiba in a passionate kiss and continued to make-out until Kiba finally erupted and let himself spew all over both their stomachs. Gaara stepped back, allowing Kiba to breathe freely. Gaara rinsed himself under the shower and pulled Kiba close to him, washing him as well. The boys finally emerged from their freezing shower feeling refreshed as ever.
They made their way to Kiba's master suite and huddled together between the sheets of the massive bed. They held each other close, feeling the warmth of their bodies.
"So puppy, how was that?" Gaara asks in a tantalizing voice.
"Eh…Not bad, for your first try."
"My first try?"
"Yeah, well, the first with me at least," Kiba responds timidly.
"Whatever, dog boy. You loved it."
'Yeah I guess you're right…' Kiba thought to himself.
Kiba closes his eyes and smiles. Gaara nuzzles closer and locked hands with Kiba. He gave Gaara's hand a squeeze in return, and then turned around to rest his head on Gaara's chest. They eventually drift into a nap, hand in hand.
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Short-ish, but more to come :]
I'd like to know your insight for my first story EVER!!
So, review please :3