So this is like one of the first lemon I have ever written so um hope it's good.
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I barely remembered what happened after I fell asleep. Something about the hospital and I remember waking up long enough to answer a question or two. My physical health should be fine but my mental health suffered. Depression really kicked in during the weeks I was captured. Little to no contact with other people and some contact being heavily unwanted. I felt weak, helpless. My genin days replayed in my head. Sasuke and Naruro always saving me because I couldn't protect myself.
My child was put at risk because I couldn't protect them. I was too weak. I was always too weak.
I woke up feeling drained. How long had I been asleep? Peaking around the room I saw Gaara sleeping in a chair beside the bed. I shifted to sit up in bed and his eyes shot open. For a second he looked panicked until he saw me.
"How long did I sleep for?" I was concerned because I never slept long.
"11 hours." He answered peeking over at the clock on the end table. He seemed unsure of what else he should say. I peeked down and saw that I had new clothes but my skin still was coated in sweat and sand. I probably looked a mess. "Temari changed your clothes."
Would I have cared if Gaara had changed them? I wasn't sure anymore. The one thing I did know was I needed a shower. "I think I should take a shower." I said as I went to stand but my legs gave out below me. Gaara thankfully caught me before I fell. "Sorry." He said nothing but he led me towards the bathroom helping me until my legs felt steady. My energy was probably still returning. I used a lot of it trying to escape and being pregnant meant it took more energy for tasks.
Gaara turned to leave but my hand stopped him. I didn't want to be alone. Not right now at least. "Can you join me?" I felt weak asking him to stay but I didn't feel safe being left alone right now. He nodded and went to turn the shower on while I undressed. I shakily removed my clothes. This was one of the only times Gaara had seen my naked. I felt nervous. What if he didn't like what he saw? My stomach was bigger and I felt self conscious. I turned to look and saw Gaara was already undressed.
I blushed thinking about what I asked him to do. I was first in the shower and he joined me not long after. How were we supposed to do this? The shower wasn't small by any means but to me it felt like I was suffocating. I felt myself shaking as tears started to flow from my eyes. I soon felt arms wrap around me and I clung to him. The water running down my back removing the sand and the memories of being captured. I was safe. I was home.
I pulled back and stared at Gaara's face. He found me. He saved me. I pressed a hand against his cheek before I leaned in for a kiss. At first he seemed shocked but he soon returned the gesture. I needed this. I needed control. I needed comfort.
I felt his tongue brush against my lips and I quickly opened my mouth. Our tongues fighting for dominance. The feeling foreign but not unwanted. A hand found its way in to my hair being careful not to push me into the water. My body felt warm. It craved his touch. It wanted more. I reached behind me to turn off the water. The want of a shower now forgotten.
My back was now pressed against the wall. I lifted a leg resting it against his hip and he quickly obliged by lifting me so I could wrap my legs around him. I never felt this need before but it was intoxicating. Gaara was being careful. He never pressed too hard against me. I guess it was fear of hurting our child. His lips left mine as he gently maneuvered his way out of the tub. We were dripping wet leaving a trail as he led us to the bed.
He placed me on the bed and I scooted back until my legs were no longer hanging off the edge. Quickly he joined me parting my legs to give himself room. Lips pressed against my neck and I moaned. Why did it feel so good? He trailed kisses down my neck until his lips latched on to one of my nipples. I felt myself getting wetter as his hands gently massaged my other breast. He was being gentle but it felt so good.
I felt his lips leave my nipple as his mouth trailed farther south. When I felt his tongue against my clit my eyes shot open. It was a sensation I hadn't felt before. My toes curled as he masterfully twirled his tongue against my most sensitive spot. My moans grew louder as his hand reached up to play with my breast. I could feel my release coming. The pressure was building until it finally burst. "Gaara." I moaned as my release hit me. He didn't stop letting me ride the waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
Where did he learn this? When did he become so skillful? My toes uncurled as the last of my oorgasm hit me. It felt amazing and I knew more was to come. Gaara crawled back up my body being careful of the pressure he put on my stomach. I felt him against my entrance. This was it. He gently pushed himself forward until he was fully pressed inside me. My back arched as I felt him fill me. This feeling is what I wanted. A closeness only he could give me.
The pace started slow but quickly picked up. Ever thrust sending pleasure through my body. He gave me my release now it was his turn. My moans echoed throughout the room as his pace quickened. His movements became erratic as he neared his release. I could feel his fingers pressing into my hips and he frantically pounded into me. Then with a final thrust he exploded. He stayed still for a second before he rolled over me, arms wrapping around my waist.
"Where did you learn that?" Gaara was so skilled but this was only our second time. First time not drunk. I felt him mumble something against my chest. "Huh?" I asked not quite hearing him.
"Temari." I rolled my eyes. Of course she showed him some things. I made a mental note to reprimand her later but for now my eyes closed. My body exhausted from the actions that just happened.
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