Teacher's Pet
Chapter Fourteen
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"Why are you running?" Sasori adjured as he shoved her on to the living room sofa. Before he could punish her, Gaara knocked vigorously at the front door. He had to save this helpless young lady. He knew that his cousin could be quite possessive and sadistic with his new toys. He was like that even when they were younger from what he could recall.
Sasori released Deidara and answered the door without checking first. Gaara stood there with a smile upon his face. He apologized for earlier and blamed it on the sake.
"Sasori, I would like to catch up with you. I won't react to your lover. Just make sure she doesn't attack me again," Gaara laugh half-heartedly and scratched behind his head nervously. Sasori allowed him to enter his home once more and warned him not to flirt with his Deidara. He nodded and strolled over to the couch where the blonde was sitting. She had her naked wet body wrapped up in a black towel and a hint of cleavage met his teal colored eyes.
"I'll be right back. Don't touch her," Sasori warned his cousin as he left the room and ascended the staircase. Deidara decided to disobey Sasori and she winked suggestively at the sand wielding ninja. He blushed slightly as she crept closer and rested her head against his shoulder.
"I saw what happened," Gaara muttered deeply as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Deidara nodded sadly and glanced up at him with pleading bright blue eyes.
"Hey, I'm really sorry about attacking you earlier, un. I just have strong feelings for my best friend and it offended me that you would do such a thing, un." Deidara explained and then gasped when she felt Gaara's hand lift her chin up.
"Well, how about I kiss you instead?" He winked as he brought her face closely to his and then kissed her gently. Deidara's cheeks colorized a deep shade of red and she bit her bottom lip as she looked into his captivating eyes.
"How old are you, Gaara, un?" Deidara whispered before she kissed him on the lips. He smirked and answered, "Twenty two and you?" Deidara never answered and straddled him on Sasori's couch. She kissed him passionately and tugged gingerly at his red locks. Gaara wasn't sure what to do with his hands as her towel unwrapped around her body.
She noticed her towel had come undone and blushed as she rewrapped it on her again. As soon as she leaned in to kiss Gaara again, Sasori stormed over to the two ninja making out and shoved Deidara on to the floor. He clenched his fist and wanted to kick his cousin's ass so badly. However, he would fight back and most likely kill him with the demon inside of him.
"Gaara! What the fuck? I told you not to touch her!" Sasori growled at the unruffled sand wielding redhead.
"She made the first move!" Gaara defended himself immediately and then watched Sasori focus his attention on the crumbled up blonde on the floor.
"Deidara, you are so…!" Sasori's blood pressure started to skyrocket as he plopped on the couch next to his cousin.
"Ah, just fuck it! Gaara, leave her alone. We have business to attend to." Sasori sighed as he sunk into the couch. Both of the redheads observed the blonde as she stumbled to her feet and dashed off down the hallway on the right. The kitchen was on the left side of the living room.
"Can I spend the weekend here?" Gaara smiled innocently at his older cousin and Sasori shrugged nonchalantly.
"Sure. Just don't acknowledge the blonde. She'll do anything to piss me off it seems. I can't handle her anymore."
"I can take her off your hands for a while, Sasori!" Gaara offered enthusiastically at the redheaded puppeteer. Sasori glared at the younger redhead and shook his head offensively. The puppeteer would not jeopardize his possession for Gaara to corrupt. Although, he admitted to himself that he had corrupted her the most.
"Where can I sleep, Sasori?" Gaara inquired politely as he thought about tonight.
"Outside." Gaara stared at the dead serious looking red haired artist with his arms crossed over his chest. The sand ninja laughed nervously and slapped him playfully on the arm.
"No really, can I sleep with you two? I'm scared to sleep alone!" Gaara faked a terrified expression and Sasori put his left hand over his gaped mouth with a faked anxious expression.
"Do you like bondage?" Sasori asked in a seductive voice that sent chills down Gaara's spine. He would do almost anything to obtain the blonde beauty. He wanted to kiss her all night long, playfully fondle her breasts, and make love to her until the sun rises.
"Sure, I guess?" Gaara brushed off the subject and Sasori beckoned him upstairs and into his bedroom. Now this was fucking creepy.
"Hold up, Sasori! I'll sleep on the couch down stairs…" Gaara raised his hands up and slid out of the puppeteer's bedroom. Sasori chuckled loudly at his younger cousin and shook his head in disbelief.
Meanwhile Deidara desperately struggled to locate some type of exit in this house. Unluckily, she found herself staring into a pair of hazel eyes and a pair of teal eyes.
"It's not what it looks like, un!" Deidara shielded herself with the towel and backed up into the wall behind her. Sasori tugged her by her wrist and ordered Sasori to stay in the living room.
"I just need her to get dressed. She's a closet nudist!" Sasori joked as he yanked her upstairs and out of Gaara's eyesight.
Deidara flailed around the female's bedroom as Sasori locked them both inside. He swung the closet door open and couldn't find anything appropriate. Sasori checked the rose wooden dresser and tugged on one of the drawers to find pajamas. He threw a pink night gown at her face and then a thong that was abandoned on the bed. It was lacy and white with roses.
Deidara hurried as she clad her naked body in the provided attire that Sasori donated her for the night. She wasn't sure of the time but the hours seemed to pass by rather quickly in this place.
Gaara waited patiently on the sofa and had used the time to go back to his home nearby and pack a weekend's worth of clothing. He planned to stay here as long as possible so he could win Deidara's heart. After all, Sasori is not doing a very good job of trying to keep his lover. You have to be gentle with another human being. Sasori has no excuse, even if he is a little obsessive and crazy.
Deidara had stepped down the staircase gracefully with an over protective and overbearing Sasori on her tail. Gaara felt butterflies in his stomach as he watched Deidara's breasts bounce with every step she took. She had perfectly plump breasts for a slender woman. He identified that as erotic and he felt his pants grow tight. He fidgeted in his spot as Deidara settled next to him. Sasori sat on the other side of Gaara and he watched him closely.
"Well, this is uncomfortable…" Gaara commented on the awkward ambience in the living room. Jokingly, he was stuck in the middle of this situation.
Sasori exhaled an obnoxious sigh of annoyance and bent forward to pick up the remote. A flat screen TV emerged from the living room floor with a simple press of a button.
"How about some TV then? I'll go grab some more sake for us to drink," Sasori rubbed his forehead as he left the living room. Gaara crossed his arms over his chest and gasped when Deidara pulled up his short pink night gown high enough but he couldn't see her erect nipples. The red haired sand ninja grasped her small hands and tugged her night gown down with a reddened blush adorning his cheeks.
Sasori resumed his actions in the kitchen after hearing shuffling around in the living room. He poured sake into three tall glasses so they would get drunk quicker. He smirked as he filled up Deidara's glass more than his and Gaara's glass.
The puppeteer reentered the living room to find Deidara smiling at the stoic looking Gaara.
Good job, Gaara.
"Here you go, Deidara." He handed her the tall glass and then passed the other glass to Gaara.
All three of the adults clashed their tall glasses together with a uniformed, "Cheers!"
The hours were flying by and the sake bottle was almost empty now. Deidara was all flirty and intoxicated. Gaara was obviously a flirt as well when under the influenced.
Sasori sipped his sake slowly and tried to stay sober.
Said no one ever.
Sasori was just as wasted as the other two. Sasori knew that he had an ominous side to him but when he was drunk; he was definitely nonchalant about almost everything. He wasn't so uptight about the things he usually would be all high strung about when he was sober.
"Deidara… Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" Gaara purred at the grinning blonde with a strawberry blush decorating her cheeks. She cupped his face and shook her head with a silly grin.
"You are very beautiful and-" Gaara was stop in mid-sentence due to Deidara's lips stealing his lips. She curled up onto the couch and Sasori grabbed at her dress. Suddenly, everything seemed to go in slow motion as Gaara pressed the blonde down into the couch and Sasori started kissing her. It was a jumbled moment of three intoxicated adults fighting over each other. Well, Sasori and Gaara were fighting over Deidara. The blonde clay sculptor enjoyed the attention and took another shot of sake.
After everything simmered down, the trio settled down in front of the TV and Gaara snatched the remote off of the table
"Anything good on TV, old man?" Gaara laughed as he watched Sasori's face display irritation and offense to his new nickname.
"I don't know, little Gaara. Flip through the damn channels and find out for yourself!" Sasori yelled loudly and Deidara lifted her head up off of Gaara's lap with wide opened eyes. She didn't know that the little nickname would insult him that critically.
Gaara ignored the outburst and patted Deidara's head lightly, indicating that he wanted her to rest her head on his lap. Deidara smiled with heavy eyes and yawned inaudibly.
"Are you tired, Deidara?" Sasori asked as he witnessed his treasured blonde yawn cutely on his younger cousin's lap. She nodded faintly as she lifted her head up with ease.
"Just a little, un."
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