Recap:…So Mai just had sex three times in one day…With different men. Y'know, if she wasn't my creation, I'd call her a slut. But just so you know, she isn't! (Also, yaoi smut in this chapter.)
By the way, I am so sorry that I haven't updated. Winter quarter started and I've been swamped with homework. This is for Moonlight Vampiress. Sorry no, NejixGaara, but I'll do a story on them after this one's complete, I promise! Thank's for your reviews!
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I was not pleased. After Neji and I had had our little tete-a-tete in the bathroom, we tried to find out whether or not the thrice cursed pheromones had worn off yet. The answer, in a word, was a big, fat, resounding, "NO!!!" That's right, with three exclamation marks. It almost seemed as if the pain was actually getting worse.
Now, some girls would be thrilled, not because of the pain, but because they were on very intimate terms with six attractive males. Me? Not so much. Not that the sex wasn't amazing. It was. But I'd gone from absolute virgin to well, you saw for yourself. I'd had my first sexual experience that morning, and had gone two more rounds after dinner. I needed a break! I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but most girls get a reprieve a little more substantial than a few hours before their second time. There was a good reason for that, I found, because if your body is overused, it starts to ache, and not in a good way. Not to mention the psychological impact of sex. I was starting to question my own integrity, morality and everything else that made me, me.
Kiba was a bit disappointed until I pointed out that we still had three days before the drug would supposedly wear off (at this point, I was beginning to have doubts). Not to mention Neji was in no way incapacitated. That perked him up a bit.
I took an Ibuprofen for my sore abdomen and slipped into the bed with Gaara, who had finally snapped out of his sex induced coma, but was still a bit groggy. I sighed as he wound his arms around me, and stroked my stomach. I fell asleep to his even heartbeat and low laughter coming from the kitchen.
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I woke in the middle of the night, called from my sleep by soft sighs and gasps. I rested my head on Gaara's chest. He was still deeply asleep and didn't seem to notice the quiet sounds coming from the other side of the room. The curtains were pulled back and gentle moonlight caressed the nude bodies of Kiba and Neji.
My eyes widened as I took in the scene before me. Neji was seated on the edge of a soft chair, his legs thrown over the arms, bearing him completely to Kiba's intent gaze. His skin was flushed, a pink tinge across his cheeks and chest and he was using the back of his hand to muffle the noises he made while Kiba used his clever mouth to break his control.
Many people think that the person giving oral is uke, but it's not always the case. Allowing someone to perform oral on you puts you in a vulnerable position, and the vulnerable uke in this particular equation was Neji.
I had a clear view from my place on the bed, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from the distinctly erotic view in front of me.
Neji's sounds of pleasure were getting louder as he neared his completion. With each pull of Kiba's mouth, each flick of his tongue, Neji's muscles tightened, contracted. He uttered a particularly loud cry, and slapped his other hand across his mouth in dismay. I saw him try to put his legs together, but Kiba's grip on his inner thighs kept his legs open, and his erect member in direct contact with Kiba's mouth.
I watched the slide of Kiba's mouth over hard flesh, sucking and nipping. He slid his mouth off of Neji's cock, and ran his lips down the length to the sensitive sacs that tightened beneath it. Kiba ghosted his lips across Neji's balls, laving both with his tongue, before moving down even more. He kissed just underneath the round sacs, and then dragged Neji from the chair onto his lap.
Kiba reached underneath the chair for a bottle of lubricant that I hadn't noticed, and slicked himself with the slippery substance. I watched as he lifted Neji's legs over his wide shoulders, and pushed into him with a long, slow thrust. Finally when he was completely sheathed inside him, he began to move, slowly at first, and then with increasing speed and force. Neji forgot to muffle his cries and soon, the sound of flesh slapping into flesh and wild cries and gasps filled the room.
I knew when Neji was about to orgasm; his noises gave it away. "Hanh…Hanh…Hanh," the pleasure was starting to gather in his lower stomach and testicles. "A-ah! Uhn! Ha-ah!" The muscles in his legs tightened, his toes pointed. "Kibaaa!" He threw his head back on that last cry, ejaculating onto his stomach.
Kiba kept up his punishing pace for a few more thrusts before his the muscles in his neck corded from the strain of holding back his orgasm. All through their lovemaking, Kiba had remained silent, only his breathing escalating. But as his final thrust brought him to completion, he allowed himself one, heartfelt moan.
They remained slouched together, kissing each other softly, stroking each other with gentle hands, murmuring quietly. I eased my head back to the pillow, ashamed that I had intruded on such an intimate moment between to people who obviously loved each other very much. I smiled at the tender side of Kiba and the vulnerable side of Neji that I'd seen. Who would have thought that the exuberant dog master could be so tender and attentive, or that the calm and collected Hyuuga could give up all of his treasured control?
Amazingly, Gaara slept through the entire concert. I lay down beside him and drifted off to sleep again, thinking on the complete love I had just seen between Kiba and Neji.
