Midnight Ride

By Panda

Panda: Hey, I've decided to try something new. I wasted a bunch of time I could've been typing up The Kazekage, Bunny Youkai, and Avenger typing up this oneshot. It's a songfic, but I'm not going to tell you what song it's to. First person to guess correctly, whether by emailing me or in a reply, will get to chose the next story for me to do. And this time, I'll do the whole thing at once, not drag it on and on and on...

Gaara: ...Just get on with it.

Panda: Don't be like that, Gaa-chan! Or else, I'll bring out a Yashamaru plushie...

Gaara: (hides behind Sasuke with a scared chibi face)

Panda: (feeling guilty) Okie, I won't. And in this naughty fic, you get to get a little dirty with Mido-chan...

A sleek black Porsche pulled up next to a large white house and turned off the lights. The redheaded driver smirked and pulled out his wallet.

In one pocket, he had a condom and he smirked at what he knew was going to happen tonight. Next to that was his drivers license, which was newly reissued.

He shuddered slightly and felt like a train wreck was going to happen.

In his mind's eye, a little devilish version of himself was perched on his left shoulder, cackling madly and thanking him for the invite. Where the little angel should've been was empty.

Looking up at the house, he tucked his wallet back into his pocket and turned the lights on when he saw the figure of a girl climbing skillfully down the vines on the side of the house.

Leaning over, the boy opened the passenger door as the girl ran to the car, jumping in as the boy took off.

The girl smirked and leaned over, kissing the redhead's cheek. "Gaa-chan, you've made me so naughty," she purred. Gaara just smirked back.

"Midoriko, you've been naughty ever since you met Sasu-chan, so don't go blaming it on me." She pouted slightly and crossed her arms.

"Well, at least my mom doesn't know I'm gone out tonight. I told her I had to practice meditating, and I couldn't be disturbed." Gaara just leaned over and licked her neck, kissing just above her breast. Midoriko shuddered slightly and pushed him away.

"I already told you Gaa-chan, this is your night tonight," she whispered in his ear. She skillfully unzipped his pants and fondled his hardening member with lithe fingers.

Gaara moaned and tried to concentrate on the road with Midoriko sitting next to him, stroking him softly. She smiled and pulled out his now rock-hard cock, running a nail along the vein on the underside.

The redhead made a choking sound and tried to slow his breathing down. The greenette suddenly squeezed the head and Gaara accidentally hit the gas pedal, causing them to speed up.

Midoriko released it and the car slowed down again. She leaned over and her breath ghosted Gaara's ear as she whispered, "How do you like that?"

Gaara swallowed and swerved slightly as she moved and put her other hand on his cock, too. Both of the driver's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as the girl continued playing with his arousal.

"Turn here," she instructed, lowering her head to his lap. He drove up the on-ramp, getting on I-80S. Midoriko wrapped her lips around Gaara's cock and sucked hard.

This time, Gaara did scream. Once he got control again, he panted out, "I'm gonna cum, Mido-chan."

Midoriko looked up and said "What?" but it was muffled by the 8 ½ in cock in her mouth, so it came out as a sort of "Waff?"

The vibrations of the girl's throat were too much for Gaara. Like hitting a release button, the redhead let lose a strangled groan and came long and hard in Midoriko's waiting mouth, almost driving them in the ditch in the process.

She swallowed all the bittersweet fluid, stroking his balls to milk every last drop of cum from them. Looking up, she smiled at him, a thin line of cum dribbling down her chin.

Gaara leaned over and licked it off, smirking as he tried to catch his breath. "I have to admit, Sasu-chan tastes better than I do," he said, smirking.

After getting off the interstate and turning down a side road, Gaara parked his Porsche beside the abandoned railroad station as Midoriko climbed in the back.

Gaara pinched her ass on her way back and she yelped quietly, turning to glare half-heartedly at one of her (two) boyfriends. Gaara smirked again, pocketing the keys and following her to the backseat.

The boy wasted no time in kissing the greenette thoroughly, causing her to fall back on the seat. Pulling back, Gaara stripped himself of his shirt and reached around to unclasp Midoriko's bra.

Unable to do so, and frustrated, he lifted her shirt and pulled her breasts from it, caressing them softly. He ran a finger over the nipple, pinching it slightly. Midoriko moaned and arched into his touch.

Desperate to be the giver, Midoriko grabbed Gaara's hand and flipped them over, Gaara now underneath her, laying back on the seat.

Not to be outdone, Gaara, being the stronger of the two, flipped them over again, a small 'chink' being ignored. Midoriko suddenly froze.

"What was that?" she whispered, scared. Gaara shook his head and smiled. "I think it's just the wind. No one else knows where we are. Don't worry about it, Mido-chan."

He leaned down and kissed the top of her breast, working down until he was kissing the nipple. Midoriko suddenly screamed and pushed him off, pulling her shirt down over her exposed breasts.

"That's my dad outside the car!" she screamed again. Gaara jumped in the front seat, reaching in his pocket for the keys, but they weren't there.

"Where are the keys?" he exclaimed, but stopped. "I think they're on the floor back here," Midoriko said, "I think they fell out when we changed positions."

Gaara groaned as a firm tap was heard from the window. Midoriko, now composed, slid in the seat next to him and prepared for the worst.

"I guess they knew you were missing, huh?" Gaara said, rolling down the window. A burly, and very angry father stood next to the car with his arms crossed.

"What were you doing with my daughter?" he asked in a deep baritone voice. Gaara, with an emotionless face, replied, "Sir, I was just kissing her." "Kissing her what?" he demanded. The redhead said instantly, "Her lips, Sir."