AN: Warning, graphic sexual content.
The path was far darker than she thought it would be, especially without a torch or lantern. He claimed that the light would only hurt his vision, and she trusted that he knew what he was doing. However she couldn't see a damn thing, so her hands were on his shoulders gripping for dear life.
However, now that her vision was gone she could touch things with more intensity, and his shoulders felt more muscular than they looked.
'Hoo boy, Sakura. Slow down, he's not exactly a man you can bring home to your mother-'
"Watch out for these roots here." He warned a little too late as her foot got caught up in them. Luckily he was right there to grab onto, but she had slipped down his back while holding desperately to his waist. With her face literally on his back she finally caught his scent; cedar and fur.
The fur smell wasn't offensive like a dog or weasel, it was actually a clean smell. It was strange, yet also comforting. He turned around in her arms with a snicker, but she continued to hold on due to the fact that she couldn't see her feet to even try to snake out her foot.
"Here-" Gaara put his hands around her waist to guide her down to the forest floor. His palms practically enveloped her with their size, his long yet elegant fingers reached partway up her ribcage. Disappointment was apparent when his hands left her frame to mess with the foliage trapping her. She could barely see his shadow as he fiddled with the root around her ankle.
A cool breeze blew through the forest, and she felt a wave of anxiety rush through her as it filled out the skirt of her dress. As the fabric attempted to lift off she quickly slammed her hands over it to keep it in place.
"I'm sure if you were alone that wouldn't be an issue for you." The redhead joked, but she didn't find it funny in the least. With a flustered scoff she turned her head away from him, although it didn't really matter as everywhere she turned it was pitch black.
"I bet you lay in wait for pretty girls like me, and when we're most vulnerable you attack-!"
"Maybe I do, whose to say?" The sly smile in his voice was obvious, and it made her even more bitter about the situation.
"I knew it. You're a pervert." The pinkette huffed right before her ankle came loose, and she was more than eager to stand back up. She brushed the dirt off her dress, then waited patiently for him to take the lead again.
She waited...
And waited...
"Gaara, let's go already-!"
"Ssh!" Gaara hissed at her, his cautious behavior had her on edge. "We have to hide. This way, quickly. "
He was urgent, and tugging her down a thickly wooded hill. Some branches whipped at her face, stinging and cutting her delicate skin as they ran through the darkness. With a painful grunt she tripped over a branch
landing harshly on her stomach, with shaking arms she tried lifting herself back up from the cold damp leaves, but it was proving to be difficult. Warm arms scooped her up, and she would have startled had she not recognized the scent.
"I'm sorry." Sakura winced as her hands went to his chest, feeling his strong heart pound beneath his sternum.
"It's okay, just hold onto me tightly." The redhead urged, and she followed his order by wrapping her arms around his neck. With the pinkette draped protectively in his arms he began to run, surprising her with how quiet his steps had become.
Also, how he could run through the woods with no shoes was also beyond her. Not to mention it felt like they were racing at an insane speed.
Although she was bouncing slightly in his arms, she couldn't help but enjoy the ride. He was so strong, fast, and his chest was hot as she curled in further. He smelled so intoxicating, and wild. She could feel his breath puff against the top of her head with his hard panting.
She wished that the moment would last-
"Fuck!" Gaara cursed as he came to a full stop. Her body jerked at the intensity of the stop, and she could have sworn he was going as fast as a galloping horse. Had he not been holding her she was certain she would have flown forward to the ground. He searched around himself trying to figure something out while she tried to rationalize what had just happened.
"What's wrong?" Sakura was already scared, and his anxiety was making it worse.
"They have your scent, they're on the move." The redhead gave almost a growl, and then the sounds began.
The sounds of wolves howling out to one another... coming in from all sides.
Suddenly he placed her on her feet, and she gave a small panicked shriek thinking that he might abandon her there.
"Take off your underwear." He ordered, and she just about smacked him for it.
"The hell-?!"
"It's the place where your personal scent is strongest TAKE THEM OFF-"
"Okay! Jeeze!" Sakura hurriedly reached up her skirt, shimmied down her underwear, and gave them to him with an outstretched hand. She heard him sniff a few times, and she smacked his shoulder for his disgusting behavior. "What the hell are you doing!?"
"Drop your cloak, and take my shirt-"
"Gaara this is ridiculous-!"
"DO IT!" He snarled at her in a feral way, and it made her immediately bend to his dominant will. The cloak fell to the ground, and the top was tugged over her dress. The black poet's shirt practically drowned her.
Gaara picked her up, and lifted her into a nearby tree, to which she climbed the branches hastily.
"Don't move, don't make a single sound. No matter what happens you will not move from this spot until I come back for you!" The redhead barked at her, and she obeyed with a firm nod.
The pinkette had never been so afraid in her life, just the idea of being hunted was enough to make her want to cry. However, how was it that they only had her scent? What about his? Perhaps the wolves didn't bother people like him, like a mutual understanding of sorts.
The howling grew louder, and she could hear the noisy wolves begin to invade the space. She couldn't see, but she could hear some slight barks and growling.
"Gaara! I knew we'd catch you're scent!" A female called out to the redhead, and suddenly Sakura felt as if they might be saved, she couldn't believe his people would be out and about what with all the wolves. "I smelled a human female, did you catch her?"
'Human... female... what is she taking about?' She clenched hard at a branch, bending forward to listen more closely.
"You're too late, I already ate her." Gaara responded, and a few groans were heard.
'What!?' The pinkette tried to listen even harder, thinking that she had misheard him.
"Always a sucker for the pretty ones, aren't you?" A male spoke up, laughing a bit as he did so. He sounded rather easy going had she met him under different circumstances. "Did you toy with this one? Why is her scent all over you?"
'They can smell me on him?!' Sakura blinked at the dark, her muscles tensing with the urge for flight.
"I kept a trinket from this one, it's a scent I won't deny that I enjoy greatly." She assumed that he was holding up her underwear, which disturbed her greatly. Just who were these people?
"Why do you always play with your food!?" The female barked.
"He's the 'red wolf', Temari, he practically fucks his food before he eats them!"
Sakura's stomach churned, and the urge to vomit rose up in her throat. To think that Gaara was a cannibal was... disturbing. She had heard of it before, but this was absolutely disgusting. Not to mention him having intercourse with the person before hand... it made her feel sick.
What really had chills running through her was the fact that they called him the red wolf. Does that mean that the stories were false? A man murdered all of those people instead of a wolf, it was difficult to believe let alone it being a man that she had trusted.
"So, how was she? She smells great-"
"She was delightful, a very pretty girl in a beautiful white dress. Like a bride being delivered to me from the heavens, I found her alone, and lost." A dark chuckle came out of the redhead, and she felt a strong lurch. "She was asleep in a bed of flowers just waiting for me to take a taste, and she truly was delicious."
"Did she cry-?"
"Kankuro!" The female named Temari screeched before a smacking sound was heard.
"Well, did she?" Kankuro pressed eagerly. Sakura couldn't believe the things coming out of this man's mouth. Were they all murderous cannibals?
"Like a newborn kitten at first, but that was before I ate her." Gaara snickered with the other man for a moment before the woman became frustrated. She was greatful for at least one voice of reason among the group.
"You are both disgusting, stop messing around with your meals! I'm going to hunt on the west side!" Suddenly a loud howl erupted forcing the pinkette to cover her ears. As it left she listened in again.
"Next time you should let me watch-"
"And blow my cover? Not a chance! Go find your own!" Gaara barked, a scuffle was heard before another howl errupted. It ran off in the same direction as the woman.
There was a stillness there, a dead silence amongst the cool night. Not even a cricket was heard.
Sakura's skin was crawling, she felt sick to her stomach, she didn't want to be around him. She didn't want him to come back for her-
"Sakura? It's alright now, you can come down." The redhead was suddenly there, his arm reaching up into the branches as he grasped at her ankle.
"No!" The pinkette shrieked in horror as she scurried over another tree limb. Her hand went to grab a branch that wasn't stable, and her body went plummeting to the forest floor. The wind was forced out of her lungs, forcing her to cough violently while still trying to heave in air. Warm hands brought her to a sitting position, but as soon as she caught her breath she began to fight him. "Don't touch me!"
"Stop it. If you make a scene they will come back-"
"It doesn't matter! You're going to kill me anyways!" Sakura began to sob, feeling completely trapped in his strong arms. They pulled her in tightly, and she sadly held him for comfort even though she knew she was about to die.
Maybe that's why she held him, just to feel something before she died. Maybe he could still do what he was going to before he ripped her to shreds, and take advantage of her. That would be at least one thing off her list before she bit the bullet-
"I'm not going to kill you. I wasn't going to kill you, and I don't want to." Gaara spoke gently as he pet her hair, but she shook her head at him.
"You were going to rape me, and kill me-"
"No, I wasn't going to do that." He argued, and began to rock her back and forth until she felt the motion calm her nerves. She couldn't understand how he could do this to her, how he could just shut off her fight or flight response like that.
"How could you do that? How can you eat your own kind?! Its wrong!" She wailed, hitting him a few times against his chest before calming enough to let him speak.
"Because I'm not one of you, we're very different-"
"Oh really? I didn't realize that-!" She started to scream at him, but his hand quickly covered her mouth.
"No, you're misunderstanding, I'm not human." She blinked at the dark, not understanding what he could mean by that."I'm a wolf, the 'red wolf', the real one."
His tone was serious, but she couldn't even fathom such a tale being true. Shaking her head out of his grasp she chose to scream at him again.
"Liar!" She hit him a few more times, but then something changed. Something she couldn't see.
Her hand hit soft, warm fur. A soft panting was heard like that of a dog. She felt around this thing trying to decipher what it was. It growled, making her jump back from the beast before it howled.
She was face to face with a wolf, a real living breathing wolf.
Sakura scrambled to her feet, without so much of knowing where she was going she began to run. She took off his shirt, and tried throwing it to distract the beast, but it had absolutely no effect. It was following her, the red wolf was hot on her heals.
A tree slammed into her shoulder making her lose her balance, and she went tumbling down a hill getting scratched and torn by several dead branches on the way down. When she finally rolled to a stop her head was still spinning, and warm blood was running down her cheek from the scratches.
Everything burned, stung, smarted, and ached. She could hardly move when the soft patter of paws trotted around until they stood right in front of her.
It was the wolf, and it was sniffing at her in a way that was unsettling. She swung at the canine, crying as her fist missed the beast time and time again.
Hot hands grabbed her wrists, and she screamed in horror at the realization that he had changed again, but she just couldn't see it.
"As much as I love a good chase, it is stupid for you to run when you cannot see. Look at the damage you have done to yourself, all these cuts and scrapes-"
"GET AWAY!" Sakura screeched, her heart pounding like a rabbit's in her chest. He forced her down hard, spreading his weight over her form to keep her under his control. As she screamed once more she heard him hush her like a parent to their crying child.
"I'm not going to hurt you, my dear. I just want a taste-" Gaara had brought his face close her own, and she felt his heated breath flay on her cheek before he lapped at the blood trickling down. She kicked her legs, wriggled in his grasp, and cried helplessly as he licked at her wounds. "God, you taste incredible. Such fresh blood."
The redhead licked a few more times before moving on to the other side. She started to whimper now instead of full crying, unsure as to why he hadn't bitten into her yet.
"I could get used to this, you taste so wonderful. I could just lick you all over-"
"Stop!" The pinkette cried out, unable to handle the hidden meaning behind his words. She felt his heated hands roam up her dress, and as a reaction she tried kicking at him relentlessly.
"I'm not going to hurt you." Gaara ordered once more, his alpha tone making her want to instinctually obey even though her mind was telling her to escape. Once he got what he wanted he would most certainly kill her. "Like I said... I just want to taste..."
With a soft growl his large hand gripped at her bottom, and as she went to knee him he quickly pressed it all the way up to her chest. She tried flailing, swatting at him, screaming, anything she could to get him to go away, but he stayed. His mouth traveled down her neck, over the tops of her partially exposed breasts, his nails scratched over her bodice before grabbing at her hips through her plush yet torn skirt. She whimpered, but still fought him for control.
"So much energy, I like that in a woman." The redhead fluffed her skirt, bunching it up as he made his way down her body. "In honor of your spirit I will give you a treat-"
Before she could scream at him she felt his heated breath puff between her legs. He panted a hairswidth away from her folds, ghosting his lips along them as he breathed.
Why couldn't she move? Why did she suddenly want him to do it?
A small hot lap at her sensitive nub left her weakened, and whimpering with anticipation. He chuckled against her heat, electrifying everything in her body.
Suddenly a long lubricious lick left her trembling with a sharp mewl. She felt him smile against her before placing open mouth kisses between her legs. Her hips rolled at the lascivious sensation, unable to control what was happening to her any longer. Her fingers tangled into his hair forcing him to hum against her folds. She gave another wanton mewl before rocking her hips against his sinful tongue.
"Why... why...can't I stop?" Sakura panted, unable to place why she was suddenly so lost in what this man was doing to her.
No, not a man, a beast. She was letting a wolf devour her starting at her most precious of places.
Gaara hummed again, increasing the pressure of his tongue as he licked in an almost continuous motion. She subconsciously made more room for him by spreading her thighs, one of her hands snuck away to grab at her own breast.
The pinkette was losing herself to whatever spell he had cast on her, and she was willing to do whatever he wanted as long as he could bring her to climax.
That's all that mattered anymore; that tingling sensation that left her warm and whining for more. That powerful finish that had her crying out loudly. She could only ever do such things in the forest; the walls in her house were too thin, and she would always come too hard to not make a sound.
The redhead was relentless, and she was so close that she could practically taste it on the top of her tongue. With a continuous roll of her hips she began riding it out, wave after wave of pleasure breaking her from the inside out. It was unlike anything she could ever do to herself, and she realized now why some of her friends were so adamant about doing it.
The fingers in his crimson hair pulled hard, the hand on her breast squeezed firmly, and that final tidal wave finally hit so hard that she felt like she could see colors in the darkness. She cried lustfully from the white hot pleasure, feeling nothing but her pounding heart and his unmerciful tongue lapping at her sensitive nub. Her hips rose up for one last pulse of near painful ecstasy before her body went pleasantly numb all over. As his mouth slowed she was finally able to catch her breath, but it didn't stop her from placing a hand over her rabbit heart begging it to stop.
Gaara crawled over her panting frame, and went straight to her neck to drag his teeth against it. She bucked her hips against him with a weak cry, still recovering from the pleasures she felt before. When her wet folds brushed against the hardness in his pants she felt afraid, but he began to coax her with his words and actions.
"You want it, I can smell it on you." The redhead practically purred against her ear before giving the shell a slow lick. Her body ached from the inside out, making her whimper for more as he teased. "It will only hurt for a moment, you're so wet that it should just slip right in."
"Wait... please... I can't do that!"
"You will do it, and you will like it. You can't say no to me because you want to know how it feels." Gaara moved his hand down between them, adjusting himself before placing his exposed length at her entrance. "I shall mark you with this, you'll never forget how it feels to have me inside you. Now hold still..."
Sakura couldn't move, she wanted to, but his words seemed to be a law of nature. Without much warning he began pressing into her, a foreign painful fullness overwhelmed her senses causing her to wriggle in discomfort.
"It's too much! It hurts!" A tear slipped down her cheek, but he pressed until he was all the way in. Every breath hurt, every movement ached bitterly, but he stayed inside panting with exhilaration.
"Relax now, the pain will lower if you do." The redhead ordered huskily in her ear while she continued to cry woefully over the discomfort. She didn't know if it was the blood on her face or from her womanhood that smelled so strongly in the dark, but it unsettled her. "Relax, my dear. I want you to enjoy this, just relax."
The pinkette knew it was too late to go back now, he had already taken the one thing she had been saving for marriage. There was no point in struggling now, there was nothing left to fight for. If anything she could at least try to enjoy the things he was promising her, and make this experience worth while rather than scarring.
Plus, Sakura had thought of it earlier when she believed death to be around the corner. That it would be nice to cross this act off her list.
That it might be nice to indulge in him, regardless of what he was and what he did. Secretly she had craved him from the first moment her eyes laid their sights on him. She looked upon him, and deep down felt a link to him. A link between predator, and prey. She clung to that red string the second it made itself known despite her fear of him.
No, there would be no more reservations. He could have her as he pleased, as long as he kept that link between then alive.
The pinkette took a deep breath while attempting to relax her pelvic floor. It surprisingly worked in relieving the pain, and he chuckled as he felt it from the inside.
"Such a good girl, I knew you would see it my way." Gaara spoke just above a whisper, then pulled out slowly. She gritted her teeth at the movement, but tried focusing on relaxing her muscles. Once the pain subsided he slid back in making her wince again. They did this back and forth motion for a while before she grew comfortable with it. Suddenly it started to feel different, less foreign and more familiar.
That warm tingle started again, only it was so much more than before. She gave a soft mewl as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Since he was close to her in height he was able to rest his chest against her own, and she savored the weight of him as he moved.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" The redhead purred before giving a soft groan. It was obvious that he was beginning to lose himself in her embrace. "It certainly feels good for me."
Sakura whimpered, although the discomfort was still there it was being overwhelmed by this new sensation. Her legs started to wrap around him, greedy for more of his pleasant thrusts into her aching heat. She started to sweat from the exertion.
The moisture on her skin grew cold from the night air, her flesh feeling clammy except for the places where he was touching her. His body felt like a burning fire, impossibly feverish for a normal person. She wondered if his mouth was just as heated.
Searching in the dark while trying not to cry out from his ministrations, her lips found his jawline. He took shaking breaths, chuckling darkly here and there when her hands would roam his lean yet muscular frame. Her mouth finally found his, diving in to taste him, but only recieving a taste of herself on his tongue. It wasn't disgusting, if anything it was rather interesting. His body trembled when her tongue dragged against his own, and his movements grew confused for a moment as he tried to process it.
The pinkette's hips bucked up to remind him, and he returned the gesture twofold. She whined through the corners of her mouth, and felt him smile against her lips before thrusting hard in her once more. She cursed, her head falling back like dead weight as he began an onslaught on her body.
"Yes... succumb to it..." Gaara moaned, his head went in to rest on her collar bone. His thrusts were hard, and growing faster by the minute. She could start to see, the stars above her were suddenly so bright, the air felt cool in her lungs. Her body was pulsing, and she was beginning to become unaware of how hard she was screaming.
Then the sound of his voice hit her ears, whining softly and yet also whispering her name.
"Sakura... Sakura..." The redhead chanted as one arm wrapped under her neck to cradle her head, his other hand slipped under her back to keep her connected to his body while he moved with her. She cried into his bare shoulder, her teeth dragging against his pale flesh unable to handle what he was doing to her.
Then it suddenly hit her, the tingling burn had her face twisted in a silent scream. She wriggled in his grasp, fearing the intense sensation as it made her heart pound heavily in her ears while every muscle tensed. Her breathing stilled, locked in her chest until the pulsing stopped. Her eyes were about to roll back when he suddenly pulled his length away from her, giving a shaking groan as he did so.
Gaara breathed hard, so hard that she thought he might pass out from the action alone. She ran her fingers lightly over his dampened back, feeling the cool sweat on his smooth skin. Her other hand snaked up into his soaked hair, and soothingly scratched along his scalp. He was trembling, panting, and overwhelmed. She felt a strong urge to comfort him.
The redhead laid himself on her, resting his head on her chest. He stayed there until his body calmed, and let out one last huff before licking his lips.
"You have a nice, strong heartbeat..." Gaara murmured, squeezing his arms around her tightly. "It reminds me of my mother, she had a strong heartbeat too."
Sakura accidentally let a snort slip out in reaction to the comment.
"Sorry, not to be rude, but don't you think that now is not exactly the time to compare me to your mom?" The pinkette felt him nuzzle in response, but his voice came out teasing.
"Ever heard of Oedipus-?" She could practically hear his smirk.
"Oh gross!" Sakura smacked the redhead's bare shoulder, causing a fit of giggles to escape him. "Of course that's the one bit of literature you actually know about-!"
"I'm not uneducated. I can read, and write your language well enough." Gaara scoffed before raising himself up, and off of her. The second his body left her she almost wanted to cry out for him to come back.
'Don't be stupid... he's not a pet.' She scolded herself.
"Why do you eat humans? Why don't you just live with us if you can take our form?" The pinkette blurted out the question randomly, but she figured that there was no harm in actually asking it.
Well, she thought that was the case, but the silence told her otherwise.
"There's... a natural desire for it. For human flesh. However, I hadn't actually tried cooked meats until recently... you flavor them nicely." The redhead moved to sit next to her, pressing his shoulder against her own. It instantly soothed her.
"I've never thought of living amongst humans before, I just know it is invigorating to live as a wolf. The idea of leaving my pack never occurred to me... although now would probably be the best time I suppose. There are none of us left here with the exception of my own family, and contrary to popular belief wolves do not like to inbreed. We try to travel first, and only breed with our kin if it is absolutely necessary."
His tone was serious, and she could tell his head was facing the forest floor. The idea of him not having friends, only a small group of family members was painful. She wished he could join an actual society.
"Can you breed with humans?" Sakura pressed shyly, and it seemed to get his interest.
"I thought we just did?" Gaara scoffed sarcastically, and started to laugh as she smacked his shoulder again. "To be honest I'm not sure if we can produce offspring, but the attraction is there. In fact, you are the only person I've ever pulled out of. I just ate everyone else after the fact-"
"That's disgusting!" Immediately growing disturbed she tried standing, but shrieked as he pulled her back to him.
"I'm not going to eat you. I don't want to. You smell nice, you're kind to me, and I like the way you say my name." She flinched as his fingers moved her hair out of her face, and his tone softened. "You're beautiful, and different from other humans... I like you too much to eat you, even though your blood is the best I've ever tasted..."
Sakura turned away from him, unable to handle the oddly romantic yet frightening words he was saying. However, she felt that everything he said rang true.
"I'd like to keep mating with you." The redhead said it so bluntly that every hair on her body stood up. His hand slipped around her back to the side of her waist, nurturing her with a half embrace.
"I can't... I shouldn't have done it at all..." The pinkette spoke just above a whisper, and as a result he pressed his nose to her cheek.
"I can wait, I don't mind." A smile resounded in his voice as he rubbed his face against her own in an animalistic way. "You're my favorite so far, so I don't mind putting your needs before my own. You can go home, and rest your body before we try again-"
"What if I don't want to do it again?" Sakura snapped, feeling his hand on her twitch. There was a moment of silence, and she feared that perhaps he was thinking of eating her after all.
"Once again, I like your spirit. When you push me away it makes my flesh burn, and I want to give chase." He started sniffing at her hair like a dog, it was so intimidating that she recoiled.
"Keep that up, and I will toss a stick, dog-boy." The pinkette huffed, and rose to her feet. The moon had begun to rise, and the clouds covering it had moved. Her surroundings began to become more visible, and even color began to shine once more for her eyes.
Sakura looked over at Gaara. She took in his glowing pale skin, his messy crimson locks, and haunting orbs that shined in a way that humans did not possess.
Her blood went cold upon seeing it, the eyeshine of a nocturnal animal in a man's eyes. It made her skin crawl with unease.
"You look as if you've seen a ghost." Gaara purred with a sadistic smirk before raising himself from the forest floor. Thankfully when her eyes searched his form he had already concealed his indecency from earlier back inside his trousers. He took a silent step towards her, and she instantly took a step back. "Interesting reaction-"
"You look like a monster." The pinkette blurted out before she could stop herself, and gasped at how rude it sounded. "Ah... I'm so sorry-"
"Don't be, you are correct in thinking that, and it is natural for my appearance to both frighten, and excite you." The redhead smiled before taking fast steps towards her. She instantly recoiled, and tripped once more over a branch that she didn't realize was behind her. However, he had already caught her before she could even fall halfway, yanking her back up to press her chest against him.
He stared intensely into her eyes, spiriting her far far away...
"So, little girl, let's get you back home. I'd love to see where you live." Gaara gave a wolfish grin.
AN: So if you accidentally read this chapter first then CONGRATS! But yeah, this accidentally was the first chapter posted and has since been fixed lmao. Review anyways though ;)