Warning: LEMON! This is the end of Bad Romance, but don't hate me. I want to write something different, so if you want to: be sure to check out the new story I plan on writing! Enjoy.:)
Sakura returned home from work ten minutes ago, her feet aching. She groaned when she sat down on the couch, kicking her feet up. She's been working for twelve hours straight. Gaara was probably at work, too. The art museum dragged him away from his day off.
She and him have been getting closer and closer these past few months and Sakura was embarrassed to admit one thing. She had developed a huge crush on the red head.
At night, he would hold her until she fell asleep and would then fall asleep himself. The dark rings around his eyes were fading, but they would never truly be gone. She didn't understand how she helped him sleep, but he told her that she made him feel at ease.
Gaara made her feel like there was something to live for. Sakura didn't know that Sasori dumping her would throw her into the arms of his cousin. And she certainly couldn't believe that person was Gaara. She could tell she was bringing the happier side out of him and it made her heart jump.
He was perfect. But Sakura knew he didn't like her like that.
It's been months since her break-up now, and it's been only four since she's been living with Gaara. They've become closer, that much she could tell. Sakura didn't know if she was falling for him or if she just felt sorry for him.
Sakura blushed. How good was he in bed? Her mind began to wonder. She thought of his hands roaming over her chest, her stomach, and then she felt ashamed for even thinking that way. But what she didn't realize, was that Gaara was fighting self control.
Gaara stepped through the door and sighed, his heart aching with such a longing that he still didn't understand. She was so beautiful to him, with that perfect smile, those beautiful eyes... Hell, he's surprised he hasn't raped her yet.
He saw her on the couch, eyes closed and head thrown back. She must be sleeping. Gaara thought, trying to tip-toe by. "Gaara," He froze dead in his tracks. Did she just whisper his name in her sleep?
The red head walked closer to her and leaned in, to hear her breathing heavily. She stirred a bit in her sleep and he couldn't help but feel his cheeks flame a little. She was apparently dreaming about him and it must have been a very good dream.
Gaara smirked a bit and straddled her hips, startling her awake. She was blushing, that much he could tell and he couldn't help but think she was the sexiest woman he's ever seen. Sakura's caring and nice, and cared for him, this was a chance he's been wanting for the longest time.
"Sakura..." He brushed his lips with hers, watching as she stared him in shock. She couldn't process what was happening, but this was all very real. "Do you want this, too?" Unable to find her voice, she nodded. Gaara picked her up bridal style, went into his room and placed her on the bed, getting on top of her. His lips brushed against her cheek and she bit her lip in anticipation, wrapping her arms around his neck. He smiled and kissed her lips, innocently at first, then it became more passionate.
He let his lips linger above hers, staring into her soft emerald eyes. She felt their breath entangle together and she blushed even harder. "You're mine." He whispered in her ear, before kissing her neck.
"I-I am?" Gaara nodded and began removing her clothes, painfullyslow. Once he was done, his mouth was instantly on her nipples, sucking and nibbling, and even biting. He removed his mouth and kissed her lips, letting his tongue battle with her own. Then he brushed his thumbs over her nipples and she moaned again. Gaara loved hearing that sound already.
Sakura moaned and threaded her fingers through his hair, earning a low growl against her breasts. She giggled suddenly and he stopped his movements, looking up into her eyes. "Sakura, you're... everything I ever wanted." She blinked and smiled a bit. "Why is that?"
"Because, over these months, you've made me feel."
He brushed his lips against her hip, kissing it softly.
Gaara then pushed two fingers inside her wet folds, earning a gasp from the pinkette. She moaned and bit her lip, moving her head side to side. Sasori never made her feel this way.
"G-Gaara..." She practically yelled. He smiled and removed his fingers, before removing his own clothing, which joined hers on the floor.
Sakura kissed him this time, moaning when he pushed himself into her. She arched her back against him, making her breasts press against his naked chest. He growled lowly and began moving inside of her, loving the feeling of how tight she was.
She bit her lip, scratched his back, moaned his name over and over, as he continued moving within her. He hit her spot with every thrust and it felt so good. Sakura felt herself ready to climax, so she wrapped her legs around his waist to make him go in deeper.
He groaned and rested his head on her shoulder, plunging into her wet folds until she climaxed with him. "Gaara.." She whispered, just before passing out on the pillow. Gaara chuckled and pulled out of her, laying down beside her.
How anything could ever lead him to this was beyond his control. He loved her. Gaara pulled her to him and held on tightly, like it would be taken away.
Sakura blinked and looked at the clock, the blurry numbers turning clear and she grown more awake. It was about three in the morning and Gaara was nowhere in sight. She looked over toward the window and there he was, staring up at the moon.
"Gaara?" He looked at her and his eyes remained blank; void of any real emotion.
She looked away. "Do you regret making love to me?"
At first he was stunned with her question and he shook his head at her stupidity, going over to the bed to be with her. Gaara grabbed her chin and made her look at him, while he had a smirk playing upon his lips. "I would never regret it."
"Good. I- I love you."
He stared at her, eyes open wide and mouth hanging down in shock. Did she just say she loves him? "Sakura... I love you.. too.." Gaara placed a ring on her finger and smirked again whenever she gasped softly. "You will become my wife one day."
Sakura felt tears well up in her eyes and she hugged him. "Oh, yes! A million times, yes!"
Gaara hugged her back, knowing that he never wanted to let her go and he never will.
Don't hate me for this being the end. Please don't say it was rushed either. I ran out of ideas, trust me. Hope you enjoyed the story, though!
