Seikatsu… your exhausted what did you do to Shukaku?
That Tanuki has a lot of anger and hatred… but he is also lonely. And horny. I just used some jutsu to make his 'priorities' rearrange. Now as opposed to 'kill kill kill' it's more like 'sex sex kill' and there's a good chance Shukaku will be in control of the boy's body. So since Shukaku hasn't been fucked in a good sixteen years; I suggest you move. Fast. If you want to avoid getting ravished that is.
The colors slowed down and I threw myself off the bed to the left where the door was. I hit the floor on all fours and looked up to see Gaara kneeling on the edge of the bed, his breathing was heavy, his eyes were dilated slightly and in them I could see what I'd never seen in his eyes before. Lust. I stared at him for a moment, in his eyes I could see the Kazekage battling with Shukaku for control. It was only a second after the tanuki won that he leapt at me. I wasn't prepared and was still mildly dazed from the jutsu. His hands grabbed my shoulders and shoved me onto my back.
"GARUMF" He cut my words short by crushing his lips against mine. Great… my first kiss was to shut me up and now I was going to get raped. Good plan Seikatsu real nice.
Personally I think it's about time.
You did NOT just say that. You APPROVE of me getting raped? You sick fu- Holy crap he is sucking on my lip…
Indeed he was. And it was nice. I could feel Seikatsu smirking, if birds could smirk that is. The kissing was good, the kissing was very good, his legs straddling me were a bit unnerving and the hands that explored the cloth I wore made me uncomfortable. The sound and feel of my coat being torn at the clasps and then tossed aside barely registered in my mind. Though I did feel colder seeing as the shirt under my coat was sleeveless. But all this outpouring of affection… it was going to my head. Then I felt the tip of his tongue trace from the bottom of my throat, around the side and he nipped the space where my neck became my shoulder.
I gasped. And, involuntarily I might add, my back arched up against him. I could feel his smile on my skin. He continued nibbling and then bit down. Hard.
"Aah…" At first he just licked the blood from my wound but pretty soon he was suckling at my neck like a piglet would at a sow's teat. Somewhere in the back of my mind I thought I heard Seikatsu laugh. His hands roved down my shirt front and then I felt him lift the cloth.
Okay… too much too soon this has got- Ah…
His tongue touched lightly on the pale and very sensitive skin over my stomach and abdamin. Getting touched was rare, even the very huggy Shima would give me only a quick squeeze, and in battle I exuded charka from my hands as opposed to actually touching the opponent. So this physical contact on my bare skin was uncharted territory for me. Yes I still had qualms about the Tanuki being in charge but seriously.
He was licking my stomach.
And then he tugged on my pants.
"S-Stop it!" Was that my voice? Must've been because Gaara was looking at me through half opened eyes.
"Weren't you the one who was moaning and arching up against me?" It was Shukaku's voice mixed in with Gaara's. It was low and husky and veeeeery erotic.
"Th-that's not the point!" I tried to sit up but he pushed me back to the floor and his hand pinned my throat to the floor.
"You think I'm just going to stop? It's been sixteen fucking years… Less patient demons can't go that long without a good screw." An animalistic grin crossed his face. "And you just happen to be that screw."
"Stop it!" A low growl came from his throat and his other hand shot out.
At first I thought he was going to hit me but his fingers wrapped around my wrist.
I prepared myself for the pain of having my hand ripped off, bones ground to dust, skin peeled, all sorts of nasty pain filled things. But nothing of what I had been expecting happened.
I watched as he brought my hand up and delicately kissed the pads of my fingertips, then he licked them, and then my index and middle finger disappeared between his lips and I felt him sucking on them lightly.
"Aaah…" He nipped them carefully and removed my fingers from his mouth.
"I can be gentle…" He chuckled low in his throat then rapidly his cheek was against mine and his chest was pinning me to the ground. "…or I can be rough…" He said in my ear rolling the r's. Dear GOD that only made me hornier. "It really all depends on you." He paused and released my throat favoring to cross his arms over his chest as he sat up and stared down at me.
I gaped at him. What the hell? Was this the Tanuki or had Gaara gained back some control?
He smirked. "I said I wanted a screw not a power trip. If I wanted that you'd be well raped by now. But… regardless nobody is leaving this room un-fucked."
How the hell is someone supposed to answer to that? My first time with a sexual experience and I was going to be raped. Yeah great plan Seikatsu.
And as much as I hate to admit it… I was tempted to take him up on that offer. How bad could it be? He HAD promised he'd be gentle. Well it wasn't really a promise, more of an ultimatum. My quiet pondering was interrupted by the impatient tanuki grabbing the same hand he'd put in his mouth at first I thought he was going to lick my fingers again but instead he guided my hand southward and I could feel him bulging beneath the cloth of his pants, the thin cloth of his pants, under my palm.
"Feel that girl?" His voice was a low purr as he forced my hand to stay against him. "It's for you… pleasure and pain. You wouldn't refuse such a generous gift from the Kazekage now would you?" I blushed. Good LORD it was hard to focus on an escape plan considering not only where my hand was but the way he was looking at me. The lust was still in his eyes and I felt something stir inside of me which sent a small tremor running down my spine. He smirked apparently feeling me quiver under him. "Good girl." And then his weight was off of me.
For a very small sliver of a second I missed the feel of his body against mine and then I was lifted up by two wads of sand around my wrists and more or less slammed into Gaara's chest where arms held me against his body tightly.
"This… you won't forget… or regret…" His voice was little more then a rumble from his chest to my own.
Holy crap…
See now had you not been so difficult in the beginning you could already be nude and in bed with him.
I can't believe you actually condone this Seikatsu.
What can I say? The tanuki hasn't been screwed in sixteen years, regardless of who you are that's a long time. So of course I can relate to his pain. Besides… we're linked so I'm getting fucked too.
What! You horny fucking bird! I'm getting raped just so you can get your jollies?
Seikatsu clucked her tongue. You act as if your not getting anything out of this. Besides you can't rape the willing.
I really hate you right now. Further conversation with the bird was cut off by Gaara's teeth seizing the previously damaged, though mostly healed, bite he'd left on the curve of my neck and reopening the wound. He sucked the blood that gushed forth and herded me the short distance back to his bed.
I tripped over the edge of the bed and lay in the fluff of the blankets looking up wide eyed at Gaara who loomed over me like a predator about to pounce.
"The boy would like to know if you want this."
Apparently my answer was a yes because the response was in Gaara's voice as opposed to the mix between the tanuki and Gaara.
"Good."
Somewhere in the background I heard Seikatsu make several noises of excitement as Gaara's body was once again looming over me straddling my hips. He opened his mouth to say something but I grabbed his coat and pulled his body down over mine.
Then there was a knock at the door.
"Kazekage-sama you needed quickly!" The voice sounded frantic.
