I think honestly, this was my first fan-fic. Yes, yes, you'll notice things about it if you've already read it. Hush.
Naruto and other related characters (C) Kishimoto-Sensai
He held both her wrists with his hands as he pushed her towards the wall
He held both her wrists with his hands as he pushed her towards the wall. A voice full of lust growled from behind the emotionless aqua eyes.
"I must have you…" he slammed her against the wall, causing her to grunt in pain. He roughly pushed his lips against hers. No matter who she was, he needed her. She turned her head away from him,
"No Kazekage, you must not! I'm your—" she was cut off by sand clutching at her throat. Where was her fan now? Of all times to walk around the village, visit her brother and not wear it…
"Temari…" he growled again, "you will give the Kazekage what he wants without any resistance…" a wicked smile cursed his lips, then he mashed them against hers once more.
His skin…I never knew how it felt…
Gaara's hair fell into his face, and brushed against Temari's forehead. Another surprise befell her. Many may have thought he would be rough with all that sand around, bur his skin and hair were soft. All shreds of resistance broke, and she fell into the brutal kiss. Something sparked in his darkened mind, and his eyes closed as hers did. The kiss deepened and his tongue pressed against her lips, asking for entrance. Temari opened up willingly. His hand loosened on her wrists and fell down to her face. The Kazekage's hands rested on his brethren's face as his tongue entered her inner cavern and explored it, savouring her sweetness.
Just as Gaara began to recognize her flavour, they broke for air. For an instant they were separate, then their bodies called for each other again, and their lips entwined. This time Gaara opened up without waiting for his sisters asking. Soon he felt her tongue and rubbed his against it.
She found his taste was complex. It was sweet, but it had a certain bitterness to it. The bitterness didn't ruin his taste by any means; it actually seemed to enhance it. Their eyes were closed and their bodies enjoyed this bliss. Paradise, or so they thought, was shattered by a knock on the Kazekage's door.
In an instant they were no longer one thing made of two entwining bodies, but two separate beings, related only by the blood they shared.
Hmm, I stopped there because it seemed suspenceful. Oh well, maybe I'll go through and edit it with the rest. -shrugs-
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