WARNING! This chapter contians YAOI! Man on man action! If that's not what you want to see then go away right now! Run! But if that's what you've been waiting for then you've come to the right place. XD
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Chapter 11: When the plot starts to die just add smut!
I awoke to a strange and foreign sensation running ramped through my body. I couldn't recognize it at first and just clenched my teeth, trying to get some of the tension out. I finally became aware of my surroundings; I was lying in my bed. How had I gotten here? All I could remember was walking out of the clothing shop and then…? I couldn't care less right now; I just needed to know where Lee was. I quickly shot up, searching frantically for him. I saw him sitting on the edge of my bed, now looking at me because of my sudden movement.
"Oh good, you're awake." He said smiling. And I couldn't resist, it was as if that smile was an invitation. I crawled over to him and wrapped my arms around him, pushing myself against him. I started rubbing against him, almost like a cat does. I couldn't think straight, I could barely think at all. It was as if this feeling was a thick haze over my thoughts. It was then that I realized what I was feeling. Sexual tension. Too much for it to be possible, if you ask me. Lee put his arms around me and I stopped rubbing against him. I looked up at him and brought my lips to his. And before he even brought his tongue out I was opening my mouth, begging for him to enter. He was taking too long, going to slow. I broke away and moved so that I was straddling him. I placed myself up against him and whispered to him.
"Lee, get serious this instant." I said, almost panting, looking over his shoulder to make sure the door was closed. "I need you, right now." I said and with that he finally pushed me back into the bed. He kissed me hard, and I invited him into my mouth, where we played an arousing game of tonsil hockey. With the score four to two, Lee in the lead, my attention drifted and I began feeling up Lee. First I lifted the back of his shirt up, feeling the small of his back. When this didn't grab his attention I let my hands wander downwards. When my hands reached their destination I grabbed his ass, which finally got his attention. We let out twin moans of satisfaction as Lee broke away to catch his breath. I started playing with the waist of his pants.
"You know, I got these for you to wear but I think you'd look a lot better without them." I said, smiling at him as my hands made their way to his fly. He smiled at me, pulling at the bottom of my shirt.
"I think you were looking your best when I saw you this morning." He said his voice now husky with a certain edge to it. He almost ripped off my shirt, which distracted me from unbuttoning his pants. My arms now above my head he smiled down at me. He quickly leaned back down and started nipping at my neck, placing a few tiny love bites next to my overly sensitive ears. A small groan escaped me as he put his lips on the nape of my neck; testing the area he licked it, which made me bite my lip in anticipation. Just as I thought he was going to finally leave his mark he pulled away a bit, so his mouth was hovering over the spot.
"Can I leave a mark there?" He asked, and I became frustrated. Why did he have to ask? 'Just get on with it, I'm dying!' I wanted to scream, but I didn't.
"Yes, fine, hurry, do it!" I said, my voice coming our hoarse. He smiled and muttered something like 'okay' but I couldn't hear. I felt his teeth on my flesh and my pace quickened. My breathing became unsteady and I felt him bite down. Lightly at first but he bit down harder when I nudged his leg with my knee. He pulled back before he broke the skin but I was pretty sure there was a pretty nice mark there. After inspecting his work he continued to move his lips over my skin. As he was kissing my collarbone he dipped his tongue into the slight indent that was in the middle. My breath intake was too fast and I became light headed. I panted, trying to get myself to slow down. But all this did was make me want him more. Sensing my need he slowly moved his hands towards my groin, where he unbuttoned my pants. I kicked off my shoes as he pulled off my clothing, boxers and all. I laid under him naked for a moment as he was drinking in the sight of me. I saw him blush and smiled.
"It's no fair if I'm lying here naked and you're still fully clothed." I remarked, catching his attention again. He gave me a shy 'sorry' smile and quickly took off his shirt. He slipped off his shoes and looked at me again.
"Better?" He asked, smiling.
"It's okay, I'll get your pants off soon enough." I said, pulling him down towards me again, our lips quickly finding each other. His hands began to wander and he started feeling me up at my thighs. His hands skillfully moved upwards and his fingers touched my now exposed skin. He put his hands around my waist and moved me upwards so I was in the middle of the bed. His face now being level with my stomach I felt his hot breath on me, stimulating me. Instead of moving upwards, his hands moved back down. He put his thumbs on my hips and his figures lightly grabbed my ass. He shot me one last ultra sexy smile before moving his face down towards my groin. As soon as I felt that first hot breath on my crotch I knew I was being overcome by passion. He moved his lips so that they were touching the place right above it. I tensed up, not knowing what he was doing or what was coming next. This was the first time I'd ever done something like this. The first time I ever felt like this. And I was hoping it wasn't the last time.
"Lee?" I practically moaned. This grabbed his attention and he took his lips away from my hip, where they had been resting.
"Hmm?" He replied as he looked up at me. I turned away, looking towards the curtained window. I wanted to ask him to stay here with me, not just right now, but forever. I didn't say anything, though. I didn't want to make him stop. I didn't want this to stop. But most of all, I didn't want to ask him because I was afraid that he'd say he couldn't stay here. But in my subconscious, I knew he couldn't stay here. He'd have to go back to his village, and leave me here all alone again. But while he was here, and while things were going as they were, I wanted him to continue. At least I could be lonely with the memories.
"Nevermind." I almost sighed, but stopped myself. If I let on that I was feeling anxious then he'd stop, like the good guy he was. For once I cursed him for being the good guy. I just wanted him to fuck me and go. Because if he stayed too long, I'd never get over him leaving.
"You sure?" He asked, giving me a concerned look. He was just too cute, and too nice to be real, I swear.
"Well, it's just my first time doing anything like this…" I said quietly, readily making up excuses for my anxiety. He brought his face back up to mine, so he could look at me since my head was turned to the side. When I looked up at him he smiled.
"Mine, too. Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked, pushing my hair off of my face. It was a loving movement, and it comforted me. I nodded. Though I was surprised it was his first, also. Was he naturally this good at it?
"Is it what you want?" I asked hesitantly. He beamed at me and nodded.
"More than anything, I love you, Gaara." He said quietly, like it was a secret between us. Not like it had to be kept a secret, but it was a secret because of the intimacy. As he said it I threw my arms around him and brought him down on me. And my anxieties were washed away with an overwhelming feeling of passion. As our needy lips found each other we played another game of tonsil hockey, this time we didn't even bother to keep score. As we kissed I moved my hands over to his fly once more and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. After I did that I used my foot to push them off of him and onto the floor. We broke away; he smiled down at me as I took in the sight of him. He was so well built it was mind-boggling. He chuckled a bit and caught my attention. I had barely been aware of my staring, and now I looked up at him.
"Like what you see?" He said, half jokingly, but I took him seriously. I gave him a cunning smile and nodded. And I took advantage of him as he started chuckling again. I turned him over so that I was on top, which was odd, since I was so much smaller than him. He continued to giggle a little, looking at me and smiling.
"You're much to small to be on top, Gaara." He stated the obvious and I just smiled down at him. It's not that I wanted to be on top, it was more of I was tried of being under him. Trying to get comfortable I straddled him, our bodies touching now, no clothes to stand in our way. He tensed up for a moment and I ran my hands over his chest. Not knowing what I was doing, but doing what I felt as it came to me; I put my face in the crook of his neck. He relaxed under my touch and I gently licked his skin, testing it, as he had done to me. I wanted to leave a mark of my own. Not being the nice guy Lee was I didn't ask, I just bit down hard into his skin. Just before I thought I was going to break the skin I pulled away. I looked down at it and was thankful that it wasn't bleeding. It was a nice big hickey, and I estimated it'd stay there for maybe a week before fading. He reached his hand up and touched it. I did the same and reached up and felt the mark he had left one me.
"Now we match." I said quietly and he smiled. I put my face against his, my hands still resting on his shoulders. I put my lips next to his ear, and before I knew it I had placed my tongue inside his ear, which caused him to gasp.
"Gaara." He stuttered quietly, his breath uneven. Hearing him say my name like that pumped me up with an intense feeling of eagerness. I let my lips glide over his skin, going from his neck to his clavicle, then to his chest. Just as I started to nip at his tender flesh he took me by surprise and flipped me back over so that he was once again on top. I sighed and pouted at him. But when I looked up at him his face was a deep shade of crimson. After he wiped a bit of the saliva out of his ear he looked down at me, his nervousness showing.
"Are you…?" He started but I kissed him before he could finish.
"Sure." I said. He gave me a nervous smile before placing himself between my legs. Still not sure if what he was doing was right he leaned down and kissed me again for reassurance. After he broke away I smiled at him and he regained some of his lost confidence. He placed my legs on his shoulders, not wanting them to get in the way. Neither one of us really knew what we were doing, we were relying on instinct. I felt him hard against me and I felt my face heat up. I looked at him and he was completely flustered, his face an intense red and his movements jittery. He looked down at me, and as my smile reassured him once again, he smiled. And as he plunged into me I closed my eyes, not knowing if it hurt but I had been told it did. They hadn't lied, it hurt like a bitch, but the craze, the passion, the invigorating feeling it gave was too much and I let out a loud moan. I bit down on my lip hard, and panting we looked at each other. I hadn't meant to be so loud. What if someone heard me? But that wasn't very likely, even if people were still in the building. My chambers were large enough to engulf the sound, but I still worried.
He pushed into me a second time and I gasped in surprise. I bit down on my lip again, but I bit it too hard and I tasted blood. It wasn't much but it left a metallic taste in my mouth. He pulled out of me and looked down at me, out of breath. He panted for a moment before spotting my now bleeding bottom lip. Without saying anything he put my legs down again, falling next to me instead of on top of me. He pulled me to him with what little strength he had left. He brought his face to mine and licked the blood off my lips, sucking the bottom one until it stopped bleeding. After he was done he kissed me lightly. I wrapped my arms around him and held him as close as I could. I almost cried, out of joy, sadness, or pain I didn't know. I chocked back the tears and held him close as he lazily put his arms around me.
Neither one of us ready to speak yet I pulled the covers over us and we fell asleep in the comfort of one another's arms.