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" I swear, if you do not take this off in the next sixty seconds, I will tear it off of you," Gaara growled against Lee's neck, a hand tugging on Lee's suit.
Lee let out an unsteady laugh. "Now, Gaara, you know as well as I do that this suit does not tear easily."
"Lee." Gaara knew from experience, but he was beyond caring. That damn suit was coming off one way or another. "You have thirty seconds."
Fearing for the safety of his suit, Lee quickly began tugging off the garment in question. This was normally a rapid process, but it was made substantially more difficult with Gaara's arms locked around him, body pressed insistently against Lee's back. In the end, he may have gone slightly over the time allotment, but Garra didn't seem to care. "Finally," Gaara said, flipping their positions so Lee was pressed against the wall and Gaara was pressed against him. Lee barely had time to process this new turn of events before Gaara leaned forward and kissed him.