A/N: I'm sorry the update has taken this long. Hopefully you enjoy this scene as much as I enjoyed writting it. Review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of these characters.
Gaara: Shut up and get on with it. *pulls Hinata into his arms and frenches her*
Hinata shivered as the cool desert wind brushed over her skin like living silk. She looked out over the sand village from her high vantage point. A full moon glowed behind her, silhouetting her slender form for any who dared to look up. The roof top was still warm from the son that had only set a few hours before.
Hinata laid back on the tiles and wondered just how her life could have gotten so messed up. It seemed like an eternity had passed since she had last seen the leaf village. Gaara had been training her for the past three months to control the Falcon. In that time, a physical change had occurred.
As another cool breeze shivered over her skin, Hinata jumped off the sand citadel's roof. Before she had fallen more than a hundred feet, her golden wings spread out and she soared through the twilight.
A glimmer of blood red hair made her turn to the balcony of the Kazekage's room. With a soft thud, she landed in front of Gaara. A single, nonexistent eye brow rose in question of her actions. A blush quickly heated her cheeks as she caught sight of what he wore.
He was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. The black material was held together only by one of his hands as the other one raked through his hair.
"Why are you still awake?" His question was asked in a rasp of a voice that smoothed over her skin in an erotic way.
"I couldn't sleep. It seems as though I'm going to become a night person." Hinata answered him in a quiet whisper of noise that heated Gaara's blood. He wondered what she would be in bed like when she finally lost her control. A rush of blood to his groin caused his shaft to distend under the towel. Gaara turned around to hide his arousal as it tried to push up the soft material.
"Are you alright, Gaara?" Hinata's soft hand touched his shoulder lightly, hesitantly, before settling more firmly. A burning heat shot to the red head's cock and a bead of pre-cum rose to the rosy tip.
"I'm fine." Gaara slowly turned back around and watched as her eyes opened wide and dilated. A stormy fragrance filled the air as a rush of wet liquid pooled between Hinata's thighs. Her clit swelled with need. She couldn't help but wonder what he tasted like. Would he be sweet and salty? Or, would he taste like the perfect blend cinnamon and spice?
Gaara watched her as he lifted a hand to her hair and stroked it. Her body quaked from the simple caress. He pulled her closer and lowered his mouth to hers. His tongue stroked softly over her lips, asking for permission.
Her lips parted and allowed his admittance as she stroked her tongue over his. The silky muscles danced together as Gaara pulled her to him. He let the towel fall and traced Hinata's back with his free hand before pulling her hips into his. A hiss of air passed his lips as she cradled his raging cock against her sweet warmth.
Gaara broke the kiss and pulled Hinata's clothes off. The moonlight glistened on her pale skin. He slowly lowered himself to his knees and leaned forward to kiss the petal soft skin of her thighs before he nuzzled her bare pussy.
"You wax? Why?"
Hinata turned red and answered," Your sister suggested I do this. She said it would be less hot in this type of climate. She was right."
A soft rumble of approval escaped him. She watched as his tongue distended and swiped through her thick juices. A groan escaped him and he pulled her down to the floor of the balcony and pushed her legs wise so that he could taste more of her.
Hinata moaned as he licked and lapped at her swelled clit. He circled it with his tongue and sucked at it, basking in her taste and cries of pleasure. She plunged her hands into his hair as her cries escalated in volume. Her hips undulated, pressing her pussy into his mouth as he nipped at the bud of pleasure.
He moved lower, his tongue plunging into the velvet recess of her cunt. Her knees were bent now, thighs spread wide, as she fought for orgasm.
"Not yet," He growled as he felt her shudder, sensing her nearing release. He forced himself to his knees as she cried out in objection, gripping her wrists and pulling her into a sitting positions on the wind worn stone.
"Fuck!" His back arched as her lips attacked his flat abdomen, her tongue stroking, licking, as her hands gripped the tensed muscles of his ass. She devoured the taste of his sweat as it gathered along his tensed abs. He watched as she parted her lips and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth.
His hands gripped her hair as she sucked on the engorged, flared head.
"Give me." She moved back to lick the crest of his erection as she spoke. "Fill my mouth, Gaara. Let me taste all of you."
Her voice was, thick, dazed, as she nearly swallowed him on the next stroke. Gaara felt his shaft sink into her mouth, the head butting her throat for less than a second and stealing all his intentions to hold back.
"Then take it, baby." His hands tightened in her hair as the words rasped out of his mouth. "Take all of me."
It was nothing he had ever felt before. Hotter, sweeter, more intense than the most experienced of women had ever done to him. Her eyes were heavy- lidded, drowsy, but she stared up at him, her enclosing the width of his cock as he thrusted between her lips, going as far down her throat as she would allow him to go.
A growl rumbled through the red head's chest and he pulled her away. She licked her lips to catch a lingering drop of his spicy cinnamon taste.
He picked her up and carried her into his room. Hinata squeaked as he threw her onto his bed.
"Your mine after tonight. Do you understand that? Mine." He stretched his body on top of hers, nudging her knees apart with his leg and settling between her thighs. The head of his violently sensitive cock slipped against her creamy entrance before he thrusted into her body.
A throttled groan was torn from his chest as she clenched around him like a silken fist. He could feel her juices sliding over his flesh as she screamed in pleasure. He thrusted harder as she writhed against him. He could feel her muscles begin to spasm around him and he gritted his teeth through the agony of pleasure.
A rush of her cream around his flesh signaled her release as she came. "Gaara!"
He growled as his cock swelled inside her body, throbbing as he found his own release in the sweet depths of her body. His semen blasted into her cunt, hitting her G-spot and throwing her into another orgasm.
He collapsed over her, panting to catch his breath. Hinata ran a hand down his back and he shuddered as the movement made her clench on his violently sensitive flesh. He moaned as he pulled out, feeling her muscles grip him in an attempt to keep him in her body.
Hinata snuggled into his side when he lay down beside her. She grabbed the sheet and pulled it over them both. As she drifted into pleasure induced oblivion she thought she heard him say, "I love you."
(A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. This little scene is my way of apologizing to my readers for taking so long to update. I hope to move the plot forward some more but I'm fresh out of ideas. If you have any suggestions just leave them in a review and I might use them.)