Pairings: NaruGaa
Summary: Gaara had been wandering out in the rain and after talking to Shikamaru he had gained the courage to go back to Naruto and tell him how he feels. Will he really tell Naruto he loves him? And will Naruto accept or reject him?
Warnings: Nothing that hasn't been said before...
Author's Notes: Oh. My. God. This chapter was so much work! I wrote all the other chapters pretty much on instinct and they went by smoothly, but this one was so different. I wrote a little more than half of it in one sitting and I totally HATED it. I couldn't get anything I wanted. It was such a pain. I would sit and just stare at the screen. It felt like I couldn't get it moving and I couldn't get the right atmosphere. So I went away and came back many times and I think I'm finally satisfied with what I have. I had so many other things going on too. I had a lot of people and things to deal with these past few weeks, but it's finally done! I'm still I little nervous about how it turned out. I hope you like it.
On with the show!
Chapter Eight: Storm and Shelter
I flung the door open and was blinded by the warm light flowing from the apartment. The light in the apartment was so bright that it made me notice just how dark it was outside. This is what it must feel like when curtains are flung open and bright daylight shines on a person that was sleeping in. This is like waking up - this light. I squinted and tried to focus. As my eyes adjusted slowly to the light, I heard I soft noise.
Crying?
I walked in slowly and shut the door cautiously behind me, cutting off the rain that was still falling outside like little shards of knives. The cutting and biting of the rain was muffled from indoors. It sounded like it was turning into a storm.
The sight I greeted was a total surprise. Naruto was sitting in the kitchen crying. He was bawling like a baby. He looked like someone close to him had just died. His eyes were completely red and swollen. All of my previous thoughts and conflicts were erased by the scene in front of me. He was sitting there sobbing into a bowl of ramen nonstop. I looked at the table and it looked like he had already had three other bowls.
I took a step forward and his head snapped up. It took a while for him to focus on me. Something clicked in his head and his eyes grew huge. He looked like he had just seen a ghost.
"G-Ga-Gaara...?" he hiccuped. I was too confused to reply. I didn't expect him to be crying when I got back. What happened? Why was he crying? My body was frozen in place and my voice was lost. He looked me over and an expression of intense worry filled his face. He ran over to me and started touch my face and pat my wet clothes.
"Y-You're soaked to the bone!" his teary blue eyes looked frantically around,"Gaara! You've got to get out of that clothes before you freeze to death!"
He tried to pull me away, but I stayed firmly in place. Everything came back to me.
Tell him.
His eyes searched mine desperately. My mouth opened, but looking into those wide compassionate eyes kept my tongue from responding. I can't talk! Naruto, I love you! Why can't I say it? His eyes looked deeply into my own and he let go of my hand and ran into the bathroom. I stayed as still as a statue and waited for him.
He came back with a towel. He carefully peeled off my shirt and I shivered uncontrollably. I fell forward onto him and - besides my shivering - I stayed perfectly still. I rested my chin on his shoulder, not for support, but so he wouldn't be able to see my face. Maybe it would be easier to say it if he couldn't see me say it, and if I couldn't see the reaction in his eyes. I tried again and again, but nothing came out but air. I repeated the phrase a thousand times in my mind, but it felt like I had a huge lump in my throat that just wouldn't let me speak. I was tense and trembling.
He patted me down with the soft towel and was worriedly mumbling about the cold and the rain and my shivering. I didn't care about my shivering, as long as he was with me, I knew he would be there to worry about it for me. Naruto would always dry me off.
But there was something wrong with my voice. I needed to fix something that was bothering my voice. Damn it! He was so close to me that I felt his warm breath across my cold body. He cared, didn't he? He was always doing these things for me, wasn't he? He did little things for me like getting me sandwich bread. He cares about me enough that I shouldn't be afraid to tell him. I leaned back to look at the kitsune in front of me trying desperately to dry me off and I realized something - now was my chance. I needed to take this chance! He worries about me...
Tell him.
"N-Naruto...I-I..." I barely croaked out, but my voice gained his full attention. His precious blue eyes were looking into mine and I felt intimidated by them. It shouldn't be this way! Now that I can talk I can tell him, right? It should have felt natural to tell him what had been burning inside of me, but instead it felt like I had been thrown on a stage mercilessly with no talent to preform. The only thing I could feel was my nervousness caused by the blaring hot stage lights and the burning eyes of the expectant audience. He continued to bore into me with his beautiful eyes as he carefully wiped my face. He was trying to hide some kind of emotion from me and I was mumbling like an idiot. I needed to finish that sentence, no matter how hard it was. I was gasping for the right words. I knew them, I had only two left. Two important words. Just say them.
"G-Gaara! You're crying!" Naruto yelled and dropped the towel.
I was?
Hot tears swelled in my eyes and melted down my face. I tried to stop them, but it was impossible. He backed away from me slightly and I vaguely heard the rumble of thunder outside. It was a storm.
Naruto looked almost afraid by my tears. I tried to avoid those frightened eyes. That look didn't suit him. Naruto wasn't afraid of anything, was he? Shikamaru and Naruto...They are the only two people - besides him - to ever see me cry. I glanced quickly at him. Why was he afraid of my tears?
Rain slapped the windows viciously as I tried to gain control of myself. I was cold. I was wet. Once again, I was crying. Naruto still looked at me oddly, but after a few more flashes of lightening and the thunder that followed, he changed. He quickly shifted to just looking extremely worried. His face was so full of worry. I wasn't dying, I was just crying, but you wouldn't be able to tell the difference if you only looked at Naruto's reactions. I was making Naruto worry. He wiped my tears with his hand.
"Tell me! Tell me what's wrong! Please, Gaara, tell me! Please tell me!" he pleaded in soft desperation. He was right. I shouldn't hold it back. I love him.
Tell him.
"N-Naruto! I...I...I-I'm c-cold," I chattered through my teeth and pulled him tightly into a hug.
No! No, no, no!
Why? Why didn't I tell him? I shivered violently, but it was only partially because of the cold. Heavy emotions and absolute horror were coursing through my body. My very viens were twitching with terror. Even the thunder outside made me jump. I was losing it. I was weak. I clenched to him tighter, hoping he would understand somehow. Can't these touches show him how I feel?
"S-So c-cold...P-Please, Naruto...k-keep me w-warm..." I stuttered weakly.
Coward.
I really was a coward. I couldn't tell him. After all this time, I couldn't say those three little words. I was dying to say those words, but I was so terrified I could hardly speak at all. I hated myself. I wanted him to know how I felt so badly. If a stranger walked in on us now, he would laugh at this scene. It was so pathetic. I thought I had the courage to tell him, but just look at me now. I'm crying and trembling from fear, shivering from weakness, and the whole time, the one person that can end my suffering is right in front of me. He's touching me, he's caring about me, and I still don't have the courage to end my own pain. I was so pathetic. I sobbed silently behind his back. There was so much pain. It was always painful, but it's a thousand times worse when you're in love.
I could never put my heart on the line after what I had been through. I can't even do it for Naruto. I would rather kill myself slowly like this, than spill my heart to him and threaten the relationship we already have.
He gasped and hugged me back. The suddenness of his movements caught me off guard and knocked me out of my thoughts. Why did it always feel so good when he touched me? Every touch, including this hug, saved me from despair. He rubbed my arms and back sending heat all through my body. I was bumping into him softly because of his movements and I was warming up slowly. He was so soothing. My sobs had been reduced to soft whimpers and my eyes felt dry of tears. They felt pained and strained, but I couldn't bring myself to cry when he touched me this way. When he warmed me up with his own body...
Don't stop. Don't stop touching me.
As he rubbed his hands on me, I felt almost like his fingers and palms were made to heat me up like this. They trailed and massaged my back and I just leaned further into him. My nose was cold and I sniffled a little. Next to my chilly frame, his body stood like a furnace. He was leaning into me too and I could swear Naruto was just like a familiar hearth, blazing with intense, comforting fires. He was a blanket and a friendly fire. He was home.
I closed my eyes. It always felt so good to be with Naruto. He was so warm all the time. My hands held onto the back of his loose shirt. As I touched him, heat emanated from his body through my finger tips. He was so warm it even seeped through his shirt.
My clammy face was pressed against his head and I blushed slightly at our closeness. I wanted to be even closer, if that was possible. I tilted my head a little to the side and his golden hair brushed my face. The strands tickled my cheek like tiny feathers and I almost laughed. I inhaled a deep, slightly ragged breath. I breathed in that scent again - the one I always wanted to remember. It was the scent of happiness.
It was Naruto's scent. It was sunshine and grassy fields.
I loved that scent.
"I love you..." I whispered in his ear. When I realized what I said, a small sardonic smile passed my lips. I said it and I didn't even realize it. Now it was his turn. He loves me too. He has to. Shikamaru said so.
He stopped. His hands slid down my bare back.
"Y-You what?" he tried to pull away from me, but I held him there. There was something in his voice that made me afraid to look in his eyes and see something I didn't want to see there. That tone of voice snapped me out of my daydream and brought me to reality.
You were never loved.
I had just put my heart on the line again. How could I do that so carelessly? I was a fool. I was falling and hoping he would be there to catch me. He heard me. I knew it. What was he going to say?
Would he let me fall?
"I'm sorry..." he whispered back.
Sorry?
Why was he sorry?
He doesn't love me back.
Oh God. I let go of him quickly and jumped back in shock. As I scrambled back, I desperately tried to catch what he meant by looking into his eyes. They were watery and sincerely regretful. His eyes never betrayed him. I slowly moved a shaking hand back. It hit the wall with a small thud. I was cornered and I was going to be betrayed again.
"I didn't know you felt that way, Gaara!" he started. He tried to get nearer to me, but I backed away into the wall like a hurt animal. I was panicking inside. My eyes were shifting between him and the door. I was absolutely frantic. I didn't want to hear the rest! Not from Naruto! I was holding an emergency meeting in my mind that told me to run, to kill myself, to do anything but stay here with him...
"You're so hard to read...When you asked about the people I'd slept with I really didn't want to tell you, but you insisted and then...then I thought that maybe if I told you everything I could get some kind of reaction from you. B-But! You just stayed so still...I didn't know you loved me! I would have never said all of that! I woke up and...and you weren't there. I thought it was because of what I said. I really freaked out...You left me while I was sleeping..."
He had started crying. He moved closer. I was sitting perfectly rigid against the wall.
"I thought you hated me and were never coming back..." he was close enough to touch me. I thought about what he had said. I didn't understand...
Was that why he was crying when I got back?
It couldn't be. He reached for my hand and looked into my eyes,"It would have killed me if you never came back because...I love you too."
"H-Huh?" I gasped. I nearly fell over and died. I thought he said...
"I love you so much, Gaara!" he leapt at me and embraced me tightly, "I'm sorry for hurting you. I didn't mean to. I love you..."
"Y-You love m-me?" I asked, still not believing my ears. I was going to have a heart attack only a few minutes ago. Did he really love me?
"Umm-hmm...I love you..." he murmured into my ear and nudged me with his tear-streaked face. His hold on me tightened.
Wow.
A tiny smile graced my face. Naruto loves me! I almost collapsed with joy, but Naruto caught me. He was laughing and hugging me. His laughter was contagious. I'd never been happier in my whole life. It was amazing. I was about to die, but now I felt like I'd been pulled out of Hell and tossed straight into Heaven. It was unbelievable. My heart felt like it had wings. Naruto was hugging me. He loves me. I hugged him back tightly like he was the only thing on earth. He was the only thing that mattered to me. I wanted to freeze time. It was like a dream. It was too good to be true...
"Wait...w-why? Why, Naru...?" I asked. I didn't understand. Nobody loves me, ever. Maybe I was dreaming. He felt so real in my arms, but I needed to be sure.
"What do you mean why?"
"Why do you love me? W-Why...Why not...Hinata?"
"She's a girl!"
"K-Kiba?"
"NO! I told you! Kiba's straight! He likes girls and he's just my friend!"
I paused and remembered Naruto's blushes at the store.
"...Neji?" I looked down.
"No...I told you no. I don't love anyone but you. He could never be like you. He can't understand me like you can. He can't make me smile like you do by just being around me. He can't make those cute little faces you make without even trying to!" he giggled,"...you don't even know what you do to me!"
He smiled widely and hugged me down to the floor affectionately. He started kissing all over my face. I smiled to myself because he reminded me so much of a giant dog pouncing on his master, knocking him to the floor, and leaving slobbery kisses on his face. Was I his master? I actually laughed out loud. He smiled at me with his cute foxy face and I grinned back. I touched his soft delicate whiskered cheek and I felt a sense of closure...
Almost. There was still something nagging me.
"So...if Hinata was a man...?" I started, and his cute smile turned into a vicious pout.
"Damn it, Gaara! No! She's like my sister! If Hinata was a man she would still be too shy and...and Hinata-ish for me! God! How many times do I have to tell you? You're even thicker than me!"
I raised a brow at him. He sighed and before I knew it his lips were pressed tightly against mine. My heart started beating double time in my chest. I was on the floor, Naruto was on top of me, Naruto was kissing me, and Naruto loved me.
"Oooh..!" I gasped and panted. Naruto gazed at me with an absolutely predatory gleam in his eyes. I blushed delicately, and he bent his head down to my collar bone to start leaving a trail of small kisses down my bare chest. Ahh...what a dream. Life could not get better than this.
"Gaara," he said in between kisses,"Do you..."
Kiss.
"believe me..."
Kiss.
"...now?"
Kiss. Kiss.
"I'd do..."
Kiss.
"anything..."
Lick.
"...for you to believe me," he cooed and traced circles with his finger on my chest. I blushed heavily and he left more kisses on my body. Anything?
"I-I believe you Naruto," I stuttered and blushed more deeply when he pouted at me slightly. This time his pout was somehow sexy...It was as if he was hoping I would deny him. I don't think I could trust what Naruto meant by "anything".
"Ahh...that's good," he smiled down at me. I shivered. "Now lets get you out of that clothes..."
"B-But!" my eyes widened. "I said I believe - "
"Shh, Gaara! You're still shivering. I see you. I need to take you to my room to warm you up properly..."
He grinned with a wink.
I blushed hard and struggled against his tugging. I don't know if it's possible for a person to blush as much as I do when I'm around him and he's being like that, but I could picture a few ways for him to "warm me up properly" - none of which involved towels or blankets. I panicked inside and pleaded for time. I don't think I was ready for his type of "warming up". I liked it with him on top of me like he was before, now there was a scary gleam in his eyes replacing that previous cuteness that sent a new fear through my bones.
"W-Wait!" I tried to think of something that could get his mind away from ravishing me carelessly. That was his plan, wasn't it? How could I forget the perverted side of this man that I love? I searched for something to say and I said the first thing that came to mind.
"Uh...N-Naruto? When did you know...?" I asked and looked away shyly. Shit!
I know my question was vague, but I didn't want to blurt it out. It was an embarrassing question that should never have to come out of my mouth. He stopped and looked at me questioningly.
"Know? Know what?" he asked. I was going to have to say it.
"When did you know...t-that you loved me?" I felt so stupid, but the look on his face was priceless. He was taken completely by surprise. I suddenly had to hold back a malicious grin. I looked up at him innocently and waited for his answer.
"Uhh...well...I...uh, that time...you, er..." he stumbled over his words.
Well, I'm kind of glad I asked that question now. It looks like he doesn't even know the answer. This should be interesting. He fidgeted from on top of me and frowned in thought.
"Ok! I know exactly when it was!" he beamed, but I didn't believe him.
"Really?" I asked skeptically. He leaned down and kissed me lightly on the lips.
"Yeah...It was when you first came back...remember?" he sighed dreamily. He motioned dramatically with his hand,"You just appeared out of nowhere. I was walking down the street and all of the sudden you were there. It was like something out of a dream. The wind was blowing your hair and everything. You looked so...sooo nice."
He blushed this time and I smiled. That was a long time ago. He loved me all the way back then?
"Then you had to go and say my name. All you said was 'Naruto', but you used that real cool voice. So it was more like...'Naaaruto'...No. Damn it! I can't do it," he said while shaking his head. He kept trying to mimic my "cool voice". He was being so cute I almost couldn't stand it. It almost made me want to grab him, pin him to the floor, and kiss him senseless.
My plan to not get myself ravished was only making me want to ravish him. What a failure. I did want him to take me to his room afterall. I wanted him.
"So that's when I knew! Gaaaaaara! Say it again...Say my name," he pleaded. Oh, I was going to die. I've almost died so many times today. I would die if he said he didn't love me and now I was dying to be even closer to him. His heat on top of me was nearly unbearable. He was looking at me with such a horrible puppy dog look on his face that I couldn't deny him.
"...Naruto," I said. I felt silly. He hit me on the shoulder and I shouted back,"What was that for?"
"You said it wrong!" he pouted,"That's it! You're going to your room!...Which is my room."
he grinned.
"You've been bad, Gaa-chan!"
Before I could protest (although I don't think I would), I was carried bridal style into the bedroom.
Yes, I was carried around like a girl. I inwardly cursed at my own light figure. Even though we were almost the same height, he was more athletically built. I was so incredibly thin that he could easily fling me over his shoulder like a doll if he wanted - I would let him too. He plopped me down on the bed softly and crawled over me. His hand fumbled with my pants as his lips caressed my tender skin. He was so soft and gentle, unlike ever before. I think I would let him do anything to me if he was always this sweet.
"Ahh...N-Naruto...Naruto," I moaned. His kisses were so hot on my chilly skin. Before I knew it, he was licking my lips and kissing my deeply. I gasped and he slid his tongue inside my mouth. The tongue caressed the inside of my mouth and I leaned my head back. He was...so good at this. The kiss was steamy and burning with our love. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was nothing more than an erratically beating heart and a tangled mess of pleasured nerves. When he broke apart, we were both breathing heavily and deeply flushed in the face.
So this is what it feels like.
His gentle blue eyes were completely absorbed with me. He was taking in my every breath and blush. I loved to have him so intently focused on me. I was the only person that mattered in this moment. His eyes showed that he had forgotten everything but the way I moved under him.
I wanted him.
It was like the time a few days ago. I had a desire to be as close to him as possible. I wanted him to make me his. I wanted him to do whatever he pleased with me. I wanted him to find bliss in my body. I wanted more skin.
His shirt was offensive. I moved my hands down to pull it off. He grinned like an idiot when I started to tug and yank his shirt off. Skin, oh, lovely skin! I ran a hand across that manly and ever beautiful smooth chest. He was still so warm. He was always warm. I could feel his strength and warmth from just one delicate touch. He grabbed my hand in his and kissed my palm tenderly.
"You're so beautiful..." he whispered softly. I blushed and whimpered softly instead of speaking the words that I just couldn't bring myself to say.
I love you. I want you.
I was still wearing those wet pants. I frowned. They were an obstacle. I wriggled my hips and groaned for them to be removed. I moved the hand he was holding my hand with down to the hem of my pants, silently pleading for him to take them off. He readily unbuttoned them and tossed them aside with my boxers. I was now completely naked. I was vulnerable and I trusted him completely.
He touched every part of my body as if he was inspecting me. He scratched my back, nibbled my chest, kissed my stomach, tickled my toes, and licked my thighs.
"Naru...!" I gasped for dear life. His tongue was still tracing patterns along my thighs. I felt like I was going to die. I wanted more. I wanted more! He was being so slow. His consideration for me made feel completely safe and loved, but it also made me so eager for more. He was slowly coaxing me and tantalizing me until I was practically purring and wordlessly begging for more of his touches, more of his warm contact, and more of him. My bare legs brushed against his pants and I was momentarily enraged.
"Take. them. off." I commanded. Without questioning, he made his pants all but disappear. My jaw dropped at his nakedness.
He was so perfect.
He still reminded me of an angel. He was angel without wings, or just a plain god on earth. I shyly placed a hand on his defined abs. I was shocked at how firm they were. My fingers ghosted down them lightly and he laughed.
"Mou! That tickles, Gaa-chan!"
"Aa..." I replied innocently and pulled back my hand slowly. My gaze shifted away. He looked like he was about to voice an apology, but I sneaked my other hand to his hips and forcefully pushed him down hard on top of me, getting full contact. I ground my own hips upwards.
"Ahh! Ahh! Gaara-sama! You're so sneaky!" he squealed. I grinned. It felt so good to have him pressed against me so tightly. I'm sure he felt it too.
I flipped him over and wrapped my legs around him. I licked and kissed his chest and he moaned and grabbed me back.
He suddenly became more energetic and rough. He grabbed and squeezed instead of caressed and teased. He rolled our tangled bodies over until he was back on top of me. I rubbed his leg with my foot as he licked the hollow of my neck thoroughly. I shivered under his slippery tongue. As he started to nibble on the delicate flesh, his hand slid down to grab my throbbing erection. He clenched and unclenched his hand rapidly while biting down on the soft spot on my neck.
"Ahh!" I gasped from the simultaneous pain and pleasure that flooded my body. I moaned and bucked under him as he continued to pump, "Faster! - please! - Ahh! - Faster!"
I clawed his back and curled my toes tightly. Another wave of white pleasure blinded me. I was left, panting fiercely and sweating. The warm hand was gone, the lips and body were no where to be found.
He left?
I panicked for a moment. He couldn't leave me like this! I was swelling with desire and he had to finish what he started!
The pop of a bottle snapped me out of my fears. Naruto came back and sat down on the bed next to me. He was pouring something into his hand.
"I'm sorry, Gaara. I can't take it anymore. If I don't have you right now, I swear I'll go insane," he stated seriously. I stifled a whimper, but he probably heard it anyway. I looked at the liquid in his hand suspiciously and huffed though my nose obstinately.
"Don't worry...I promise you'll like it," he murmured under his breath seductively.
He let a little of the liquid drip on my navel before rubbing his hands on me. I hissed. It was so warm, the longer it was in contact with my skin, the hotter it seemed to get. It was sending a marvelous burning sensation all through my body, and a fire pooled between my legs. It felt like his hands were melting into me. He traced my hip bone with his slick, scorching hot hands. I squirmed under his massage and soft moans escaped my lips. To say I would "like it" was a huge understatement. It felt...yeah...it felt good...so good -
I was caught completely off guard.
"AHH!" I yelled and tried to get up, but he stopped me, "N-Naruto! W-What are you...y-you...d-doing?"
"Don't worry...Gaara...it'll only hurt a little at first..."
His fingers wiggled and moved deep into me and I winced. Why did it have to hurt? I closed my eyes tightly. He leaned down to kiss me soothingly. I opened my eyes and tried to concentrate on his lips and his face instead of...instead of the intrusion in my body.
Then he barely brushed against something inside me.
"Oh! Naruto!"
What was that? I wanted him to touch it again. I resisted the urge to beg. Instead I bit my lip. Naruto laughed and then his presence was gone again. He lifted my hips slightly.
Damn it! Why does it always happen like that? Right as it's about to feel good -
"AHHH!" my eyes widened as I was filled with something other than his fingers. A pained tear was forming in my eye. It was too much -
"Y-You're...so t-tight," he panted heavily above me. He was sweating and his face was strained. He mumbled a string of soft curses as he rocked gently into me, "A-Am I still hurting you?"
I lied and shook my head. Naruto said it would only hurt a little at first and I believed him. I still wanted to give all of myself to him because of those words he said to me.
He loved me.
I braced up. I clenched the already sweaty sheets at my sides and bit the inside of my mouth. I closed my eyes tight.
Be Gentle. Please. Please be -
My mouth flew open in a silent scream as he slammed deep into me, hitting that spot dead on. My body was paralyzed for an instant. The new sensation of being touched like this - from the inside - was washing over my body. Naruto was inside of me. He hit hard again and again. I couldn't feel the pain anymore, the only thing I felt was complete mind-numbing pleasure. I just about melted into the sheets and held onto them for dear life. Shaky breaths escaped my mouth and I tried to move myself up into him.
"Nnn! More! ...More...Naruto..." I panted with my eyes half-lidded.
He made some noises above me and gripped my hips tightly. He pounded harder.
"Ahh! Nnnn! N-Naruto!" I cried.
He grabbed my wrists at my sides and bent down to kiss my neck. I tilted my head to the side to give him more access. As I turned, my eyes moved to the window. I blinked as I realized it was still raining out there. I could hear the downpour over our heavy breathing. The water was pouring angrily down without stopping. It was such a stubborn storm. It looked like it would never stop. The thunder yelled and cracked fiercely outside. Was it jealous of us being together like this, inside where it was warm? I was outside there not too long ago. It was miserable to be alone in that rain. I was safe now. I was...
"Mmmmmm..." Naruto murmured as his tongue slicked across my exposed neck. I turned back to him and nudged him with my face until I could reach his lips. I kissed him softly. I much preferred being with him. The rain obstinately continued to tap and try to break through the window to get to us, but it was useless. I held Naruto close to me as his hard-on melted and became unhard inside of me. This is what I needed. This is what I wanted. It didn't matter if it rained solid fire outside.
"Don't hold back...y-you don't have to hide it from me..." he panted to me. He brought his fingers up to my lips and a realized I was biting them and holding back my moans. He fingered my lips more and they parted pliantly to his touch.
My moans drowned out the rain. He was briefly filled with more energy from my cries and we both soon reached climax. He collapsed on top of me and I held his shaking body. He wrapped his arms lazily around me and we stayed like that for a long time, just breathing next to each other with our hot faces pressed together. I loved having his breath glide past my ear and his heartbeat pound so close to mine that I couldn't distinguish the difference between it and my own.
I ran my hand softly down his back and very carefully sat up with him. The damp sheets were curled around our legs. He tilted his head to kiss my forehead. I moved to catch his lips. As we moved apart, the lightening from outside lit up the whole room for just a second. I saw his beautiful face and I gasped slightly. He was giving me that tender look he saved just for me. Sweat rolled down his body as the rain rolled down the window of the room. I was mesmerized by the way it did that and by the way his whole body seemed to breathe. I leaned into him and caught some of the salty sweat with my tongue.
"Are you still cold?" he asked softly. I shook my head and he placed a hand on my shoulder,"You're still shivering."
"So are you," I whispered back. He barely chuckled and tiredly brought me back down on to the bed. He pulled the sheet over us and I moved to curl up on his side. I was so tired. I was tired and happy for once. He was brushing my hair with his hand. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"I love you."
His words stuck me deep inside this time and I felt like I really knew what they meant. Right now I was warm and safe because of him. He kept me out of the horrible storm. He took care of me, let me live with him, and tried to make sure I was happy even when he wasn't sure if I loved him back. I believed every word he said. I trusted him and I felt so lucky to feel this way. To love and be loved in return. To feel like I belonged with someone...
"Thank you."
The rain didn't stop that night. Naruto went to sleep with his arm wrapped around me and I followed him soon after.
THE END OF CHAP 8!
Was it good?