Author's note: Uhh, if you don't like lemony stuff then you won't like this chapter. So, there's your warning.
also it's shorter than usual, but I think it makes up for it.
Disclaimer:I do not own Naruto.
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Chapter Twenty: Two Red-Headed Men.
HINATA POV
Gaara didn't seem to expect me going in for the kiss to shut him up, because it took him a while before he started to respond. I began to pull back, but his hands caught my hips and he smiled against my lips, "You aren't going anywhere." He whispered against my lips as he pulled me in closer to him.
I moved one of my small hands to cup his pale face as the kiss began to deepen.
We stayed like this, kissing deeply for a long time, until suddenly I felt Gaara's hands began to wonder away from my hips. One of his hands slid up my back slowly, whilst the other travelled down and rested on my ass, but didn't progress. My lower lip trembled against his as he done so, but I didn't object to his hands wondering. Another minute passed before Gaara smiled against my lips once more and gently squeezed my ass before he flipped us over so he was on top. He looked down at me with desire and lust in his eyes. I bit my lower lip as I looked back up at him, his red hair, pale skin and sea green eyes contrasted so beautifully in the moonlight room. His hand reached down to caress my jaw and cheek as he leaned in and kissed my neck softly, his lips lingering against my neck, I could feel his hot breath and it sent a thrill down my spine and goose bumps all over my body as he began to trail the kissed down to my collar bone.
"Gaara…" I whispered longingly, his hand sliding under my shirt and resting on my waist.
He didn't look up, but instead nipped my skin softly with his teeth, his hand moving further up.
My breathing became uneven, and a weird feeling was washing over me, one I'd felt before… I knew where this would lead, "G-Gaara… stop." I mumbled.
GAARA POV
I rolled us so now I was on top of Hinata, looking down at her messy midnight blue hair and lavender orbs. Her lips were a light red from our kissing, and it drove me wild when she chewed her lower one softly. I was mesmerized by her beauty, and couldn't help but reach out to her face and stroke it softly as I decided to progress. So far, she'd had no objections so going slow would be the best. I licked my lips before placing them softly on her neck, feeling her rising heart beat against my lips; I began to graze my lips down her neck and to her collar bone, slowly edging my fingers under her shirt. Still, no objections I dared to go further, my hand resting there as she moaned my name quietly, I wasn't sure if she wanted me to stop or continue, but there was one way to find out. My fingers snaked up slowly, and I could feel the wire of her bra against my fingertips.
Hinata drew in a short breath, "G-Gaara… stop." She mumbled.
I looked up at her slowly, and caught her gaze, my fingers freezing in place, "Too fast?" I mumbled, rather disappointedly.
Hinata nodded slowly, "I… I feel funny." She mumbled, her hand moving onto mine that was under her shirt, stopping it from tracing circles on her skin.
I couldn't help but smirk, I'd turned her on and she didn't know what it was… she was most definitely very inexperienced. "It's fine."
"A-And T-Temari… sh… she's in the o-other room." She stuttered something she only done when she was nervous lately.
I rolled my eyes; trust her to think of my sister at such an intimate moment, "Hinata, I said its fine." I smiled, moving off of her and lying besides her, "You aren't ready, and I get it."
Hinata frowned and turned to face me, "I'm sorry."
I shook my head, "No, don't apologize."
Hinata jumped out of the bed, and chewed her lip, "I uh, I'll be right back." She said, grabbing what looked like her phone as she ran out of the room.
HINATA POV
I had to stop Gaara, I was confused and I'd been caught before... I jumped off the bed and grabbed my phone quickly and left the room, heading to the bathroom I quickly locked the door behind me and scanned through pictures on my phone. Pictures of Sasori.
Could it be that I'm attracted to him for being so much like Sasori?
I tried to block out the images of last year, where I had just turned 16 and Sasori was staying at the house. He was 22 at the time, but neither of us could help ourselves, the desire was too strong, but it was stopped as a cousin of mine had caught us in the act... Sasori's lips at my neck, and our hands else where. Neji was the only one to ever know, and he threatened Sasori... Hanabi had caught on that I liked him, with my wishful glances and my fear to get too close again... But she didn't know the truth.
Gaara was my first proper kiss though; Sasori and I hadn't kissed on the lips, just other places…
I guess now I'm scared, scared that I might be confused about Gaara… scared that Neji will do the same thing when he finds out... Scared that Gaara might reject me if he knew.
More to come soon!
Young Hinata's not as innocent as she looks!