AN: Sorry for the long wait, here's some hella smut as an apology.
The scent was what woke him first. It was a scent that he could never forget.
Cherry blossoms. Sometimes other things were mixed in, but she almost always used some sort of cherry blossom fragrance on her person. He inhaled slowly to thoroughly enjoy the scent.
Gaara felt pillows beneath him, soft bedding, smooth blankets, and silky hands plucking away at what he assumed was a sash around his waist. The cautious fingers filed through a robe, smoothing along his pectorals with a soft sigh. He continued breathing normally, but if she decided to get any more ideas it might be a bit more difficult to maintain calm.
An energy flowed through him then, and he realized that she was attempting to heal him rather than getting intimate. However, it wasn't any less enjoyable. Her feminine hands glided up from his collarbone all the way to his jaw. The healing energy soothed the tension from his neck instantly, and as her fingers danced their way up to his temples he gave a sigh of relief. The waves penetrated his skull, and flowed through the tissue of his brain. Different parts of his entire body began to feel energized and renewed, but it was simply caused by the healing energy to his head.
Sakura finally exhaled, and pulled her working hands back down slowly towards his heart. The healing energy had stopped, but it had made a larger impact than any of his current medics could even hope to achieve.
"Now you can rest properly..." The pinkette whispered to him, most likely assuming that he was still asleep.
The hands over his heart began tracing his musculature like they had in the past, only this time there was no shyness to the action. At one point she had grazed over his groin, and the area felt more tender than usual causing him to twitch. He cursed his body for the reaction, but then stopped all thought on the matter as her hand came back to rest over his currently firm length.
"You didn't get there earlier... it must ache now..." Sakura murmured softly, palming the concealed hardness with great skill. "I had asked something deplorable of you, and I apologize. You looked so scared... I wasn't expecting that, but then again you're a virgin too. I shouldn't assume that you'd be ready at the drop of a hat."
He didn't answer her, as he knew she would probably be embarassed if she found out that he was awake. Instead he stayed calm, and silent while she poured out her feelings.
"You're ready now though... aren't you? Maybe not mentally, but physically..." The pinkette began filing through the folds of his boxer briefs, and he felt her soft warm fingers slipping against him.
His heart was pounding as she felt over him like brail, reading the texture of him thoroughly while sending pleasant shocks through his system.
'If she doesn't stop... I'm going to lose it...' His breath was tightening, as was his heated core.
She had finally exposed him out into the air. He was holding his breath now, mentally preparing himself for whatever she might have planned next.
"It's not bad looking." He felt her fingers dance along the base of his shaft, a slight giggle to her tone as she did so. "You know... normally this would frighten me, but it's not so scary. In fact, I really like watching you react. Usually you're so stoic, but when we do these things together you're so... expressive."
She pumped him gently, and the warmth began flooding his entire body like a tidal wave.
"You only do these things with me... so before I leave for Konoha I want you to have something wonderful..."
There was a quiet pause, and then a soft shifting of weight on the bed. A firm hand on his hip, gripping most likely for some sort of balance or comfort.
Was she actually going to-?
The next sensation he felt had him arching his hips eagerly. Something warm, and wet traced him from base to tip. He assumed what it was, but was still in slight disbelief over it until her quiet tone reached his ears.
"You taste like skin... it's really not that bad. It must be the ending that has all the other girls gagging and complaining." Sakura broke out into a fit of giggles, but was quick to lap at him again.
'I'm going to die... again.' He inhaled deeply through his nose as he became hyper aware of the wet muscle licking at him.
Then she went slower, truly dragging her tongue firmly across the surface forcing him to shiver and pant.
"You're awake now, aren't you?" She nearly whispered.
Gaara swallowed hard, but nodded his head at her without opening his eyes. While he was ecstatic about this turn of events he also knew that his face would start burning if he looked at her-
"I'm glad. I want you to watch me do it." The pinkette murmured suggestively, and it was at that point that his eyes could no longer handle staying closed.
His blackened lids opened cautiously to find her centimeters away from his arousal, with teasing eyes she gave another lascivious lick along his shaft.
"Sakura..." The redhead whispered as the tingles she gave him went straight through his entire center. She giggled mischievously at him in response to his light squirming.
"It's okay now. I'm going to take good care of you." Sakura flashed him a quick flirtatious smile that warmed him deeply, then she opened her mouth to eagerly take his length past her pouting lips.
It was better than anything he had ever experienced so far, and he showed how much he liked it without shame.
Gaara groaned in relief, his hands reaching forward to immediately play with her silky pink locks. She gave a firm suck that provided him with a heady rush, and in response he moaned while absentmindedly tugging at her hair.
'It... feels so nice...' He inwardly melted.
It was incredibly relaxing. The sensation was soft and warm all around him, yet milking out his pleasure quite easily. There was no hard friction, no discomfort, just pleasant waves going through him as his body seemed to float. Her mouth was made to fit perfectly around him, and he found it extremely simple to find ecstasy in her actions.
"Sakura-" The redhead gave a low whine, and rolled his hips as her head started to bob.
Jade irises flashed up with a devilish smile in their depths, and she let him go only to hungrily lick and suck along the sides of his shaft.
Pink strands of hair had fallen into her eyes, so he brushed them away with a feather soft touch. She hummed favorably in response to the touch, so he repeated the gesture of gently stroking her cheeks and chin.
Before she could take his erection back into her mouth he ran his thumb along her moistened bottom lip, getting her attention on the digit in the most wonderful way. She wrapped her lips around his thumb, and sucked hard before opening her mouth with a heavy pant.
'She looks like an angel...'
It was like she wanted this, as if it greatly pleasured her to do this act for him. He held open her jaw carefully, and her tongue licked at his thumb and the tip of his erection shamelessly, as if she no longer had the patience to stay away from him.
"Sakura... my beautiful Sakura..." He whispered that time, not wanting to frighten her away with his possessive thoughts. She had heard him, and locked eyes with him longingly as she repeated the action of licking the tip of his length eagerly while his thumb played with her plush bottom lip.
It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen in his life, and yet he felt the initial high pushing to take it a step further. His morals were beginning to slip away into something darker, a thing he had burried away so that it couldn't hurt her.
But he couldn't stop it now, and he couldn't find shame in his actions or words. All he could think about was how lust-filled her eyes were, and how much he wanted to make them overflow with feeling for him.
Desperation, need, utter desire. He wanted her to become his slave for a little while... just a little while...
Gaara grabbed at his shaft, and gave it a light pump while she eagerly waited for her turn. He almost whimpered at the sight of her hungering eyes alone.
"You want this?" The redhead spoke huskily, and her jade eyes flashed up at him with need in their depths; the expression had him tensing throughout with the instinct to just shove himself inside her, but thankfully he hadn't completely lost his mind yet.
"Yes... please..." Sakura purred, and her hands kneaded impatiently on his sensitive thighs. "Give it to me... I want it so bad..."
'God help me.' Gaara felt himself get mentally thrown back, her reckless desire felt dominating and foreign, but it was so arousing that he swallowed hard with anticipation. The butterflies in his stomach were slamming themselves frantically against his walls, and he wondered if he could burst just from the desire alone.
"Alright... since you asked so nicely..." The redhead pressed his length towards her, and she greedily took him past her full lips.
She worked her way down towards the base of his shaft, and as she came back up her tongue coiled itself along the firm flesh before actively licking to coax out more pleasure.
Gaara gave a loud groan that had him placing a hand over his mouth bashfully. He could feel the tingling in his face worsen, his jaw felt loose as between moans he could only form a burning pant. His lungs were desperate, and his body was near squirming from the overstimulating ecstasy.
"Yes... yes..." The redhead whimpered, losing any form of masculine pride he had in favor of rolling his hips and lidding his hazy eyes. His tongue licked and sucked at his own lip in the midst of all of it, every now and then forcing a needy hum of desire.
Sakura gripped firmly at his thigh for support, and began bobbing her head more harshly than she had before. He could feel her throat vibrating as she hummed in her efforts, the sensation of everything mingling together had him gasping between harsh whines.
"Please... Sakura..." Gaara practically mewled, gripping so firmly at her hair that subconsciously he knew it had to hurt, but she showed no discomfort. In fact she simply quickened her pace, and gave even harder suction to her lips.
It was building, he was burning, melting, tensing, tingling, and near screaming all at the same time. It finally reached a point where he had to grind his teeth, and every muscle tensed as the ecstasy rampaged through him.
"Fuck... yes...!"
Nirvana, a complete and perfect high that left him silent and shaking.
The redhead felt his groin pulsing harshly, and her throat moved to accommodate the viscous essence invading her mouth. He focused his vision on her, not failing to notice even in his dumbed down state how his semen was spilling out of her mouth and down his shaft.
Her swollen lips parted to pant heatedly, and to his surprise he witnessed her licking up the remaining residue without discomfort or issue. Her mouth went so far as to lap up the semen on his testes as well, which was actually quite a pleasant sensation after all of the intensity.
He let out one last relieved groan, and his head lolled back on the pillow as it was unable to contain the weight any longer. He figured she would be stopping soon...
Any minute now.
She wasn't stopping, in fact she had gone right back to firmly suck at his weakened erection as if hoping it would return to its former fullness. It was too sensitive now, and every pass of her mouth had his breath hitching, and his body jerking.
"S-Sakura... stop-" Gaara groaned as his testes were then gently played with, and the sensation started to warm and tingle throughout his entire body.
His fingers and toes were the first to go numb, but soon his limbs in general were slowly falling asleep. His tongue was next, feeling the vibrations even into his teeth. Then his nose, and his eyes, and his ears...
The redhead could hear and feel his heart slamming against his sternum, and it scared him a bit on how his body seemed to love and loathe the attention. He kept taking panicked breaths, but the constant rushing of air left spots in his vision.
"S-Sa..kura... pl..ease..." His body was too weak to fight back, or support itself. It was so much, and he wasn't prepared for it.
The torture continued on, and on. He didn't know how much time had passed but he had been stuck in a state of great pleasure and oversensitivity for too long. Something was going to give-
After a fair amount of her licking and sucking he suddenly felt the familiar pangs of climax begin. The usually slow to build sensation was in overdrive, taking him by surprise as he bucked and cried.
Gaara clawed his hands into the bedding, and his body had pulled tight like a bow string ready to snap. His form was violently shivering in it's efforts, and his voice had gone silent from the overexertion. He could feel his new erection pulsing harshly for release, but he could feel nothing escaping him. He was shooting blanks, and it felt so strange for the normal sensation to not follow his climax.
The boiling blood thrumming through him slowed into a soft yet fast drumming sound. He relaxed so far into the bed he felt he might fall through it. His length was twitching, clearly confused over what had just happened, and yet hyped and rearing to go despite the fact that he technically orgasmed.
It was such a strange feeling... but it was a really great experience. He would allow it to happen again in a heartbeat despite how strange it was.
The redhead listened between his exhausted breaths, and heard the shifting of fabric as she pulled away from him.
"Judging by your expression, I must have done it right." Sakura's giggles filled his ears making him give a dopey smile.
"My legs are asleep." Gaara mumbled, and then gave a little silly laugh at himself. "I'm so sleepy-"
"Well, you're not going to sleep yet." The pinkette interjected sternly, and it piqued his interest enough to focus in on her.
When did she remove her shorts? Why wasn't she wearing anything underneath?
'It's going to happen... right now...' He blinked at her then, and she answered his curiosity by crawling over his sweating form.
He was so exhausted, but then again he had been the only one recieving. It was her turn now, and he didn't have any place to argue with her.
Her hips hovered over his own, and then lowered over his over-flushed erection. He was far too sensitive, and was practically squirming underneath her out of discomfort.
"Hey, stop it!" Sakura barked at him, and pressed firmly on his shoulders until he took a breath. Her face went into a stubborn pout, but he couldn't lie and say that it wasn't cute. "If you keep moving like that it might accidentally go in..."
Her cheeks started to turn a flattering red shade, and her jade orbs darted away from him out of embarassment.
Wasn't that the point? Why was she even planning on straddling him if not to go all the way? What else could she do?
Without waiting she grinded her hips forward, and while he expected pressure he didn't expect to feel her practically glide against him.
'So slick... ' He curiously thought, and his hands eagerly grabbed at her hips with the need to find out more about this sensation.
She did it again, and whimpered sweetly before shyly closing her eyes. He looked down between them to see where they met, and it was made fully aware that he was nowhere close to being inside her, but her folds still hugged around his shaft while she eagerly rolled her hips.
He watched so carefully, his face burning as he watched her entire body move with the intent to gain purchase from his own.
It was sinful, disgraceful, and he loved it.
"You're so cute, Sakura." Gaara purred at her, and watched as she flushed a few more shades of red.
At first she didn't say anything, she simply tried looking away, and yet she openly mewled regardless of her embarassment.
He wanted to break her, make her beg, make her cry-
"Does it feel nice?" Right as he said it he arched his hips, forcing her to firmly feel him against her as she moved.
She gave a desperate sobbing sound, and breathed frantically through her mouth before he finally brought his hips back down. However, despite what seemed like her panicking she began to start a more rigorous routine.
Her movements became rough, and she pressed herself much harder against him to gain back what she had just lost. It felt great for him too, but he was far too distracted by her to desire another orgasm.
"You really liked that, didn't you?" The redhead panted, desperate to know everything that was going through her head. She blushed again, holding her fist in front of her mouth as she gave a sharp whimper.
It wasn't what he wanted, but it was still so submissive and attractive that he couldn't stop himself from giving her a dark smile.
"I know you liked it... would you like me to do it again?" Gaara eyed her body hungrily as it rolled in beautiful waves against him. He had seen dancers make these sort of movements, and he now understood the meaning behind them, and their enchanting spell.
She gave another desperate sobbing sound, and he clicked his tongue at her.
"No, Sakura." He pressed himself up to a sitting position, holding onto her to keep himself upright while also gripping possessively over her curves. "You need to tell me, use your 'big girl' words."
The pinkette frantically whimpered in embarassment, and bit her lip as she tried quickening her pace only for him to physically slow her with his firm hands.
"Gaara, no!" Sakura nearly shrieked, and began throwing a small tantrum. Groaning in frustration while desperately pulling at his arms.
"Now now, you can slow down for a bit. You're a bit too eager to finish." The redhead gave her an evil grin, and her eyes looked as if they were about to cry. "I won't let you get there... not unless you follow my instructions-"
"That's not fair!" The pinkette actually cried this time, and while he should have felt bad for her he actually couldn't.
He knew she was going to get what she wanted, but she didn't know that.
"It doesn't matter if it's fair or not, if you want to finish you can beg me for it." Gaara tilted his head to see under her hair a bit better as she let it swing into her eyes. "You're going to be an open book for me... and I want to know every disgusting detail."
At that she tried smacking at him out of anger, and he rolled them until she was pinned underneath. She gave frantic kicks, and he managed to sneak between her thighs to rub himself firmly along her slit.
"So what's it going to be? Should I leave you like this-?"
"No!" Sakura desperately clung to his shirt, and he laughed darkly as a result.
"Hn... you know what I want." He grinded his erection against her hard, not failing to notice how much more slick it had become. "I know what you want too, I know you want this..."
A tear slipped down her cheek, and her lip trembled as she gave another sobbing sound. It looked like she was going to start really crying, but he knew it was just the frustration.
"Poor baby..." Gaara twisted the knife, but wiped a tear away with a gently stroke of his thumb. He made the same thumb part her lips, and open her mouth to force her to pant as he made the next move of his hips.
She whined loudly, and as one more tear fell he leaned in to lick it away, making her jolt in surprise.
"You're so cute like this, Sakura. I wish I could see you like this every day..." The redhead purred at the sinister thought, his hand moving down to wrap around her throat. "Wouldn't you like that? Being pleasured like this every day?"
There was a pause for a moment, her eyes blinked in a doe fashion before she nodded while biting her lip.
"What do you like best so far?" Gaara narrowed his eyes at her, but his devilish smirk remained.
She squirmed slightly in his grip, shyly avoiding his gaze.
"I... liked it... when you came..." The pinkette's cheeks were so red he could have roasted a marshmallow off of them.
However, he was more shocked over the fact that she picked out something about him rather than herself.
"Is that right?" Gaara narrowed his eyes curiously at her, and grabbed her jaw so that she couldn't look completely away. "Are you saying you liked the way I tasted?"
Sakura whimpered with embarassment, and when she tried squirming out of his grip he quickly grinded his burning erection against her soaked folds forcing her to cry out.
"... I loved it..." The pinkette whined, and tried moving her hips so she could feel him against her again, but he quickly punished her by lightly tapping his hardened length against her sensitive sex.
She bucked and trembled, gritting her teeth with a sad whimper.
"That's sweet of you to say... I like how you taste too." The redhead decided he wanted more from their conversation, he needed every ounce of information she could spill to him. "I think you like me more than you let on, but it's okay that you're in denial. I can be patient."
Gaara leaned over her, and started whispering against the shell of her ear.
"I'm going to place a spell on you, right here, right now. You will never forget this night, you will never think of me and not desire my touch. When you're at home, alone in your bed, you will dream of me. You will think of how hard I can make you cum-"
The second the improper word fell from his lips she started to squirm again, making more sobbing sounds as she tried to desperately press her hips against his. He chuckled at her attempt, realizing that she was far gone enough to truly eat out of his hand.
"Every time you pleasure yourself you'll hear my voice in your ear saying the words you love most. You will not be able to be around me without that desire being present." The redhead abandoned her body then to sit up straight, and like he predicted she scrambled to crawl onto his open lap to eagerly grind herself against him. "Sakura, I'm going to make you cry, make you scream, make you beg, and break you into so many pieces-"
Her mouth was on his in seconds, biting and sucking at his lips while her tongue overwhelmed his own. He broke away to pant, and her frantic kissing went straight for his jugular.
He groaned at the painful and wonderful sensation, and his hands swept straight up her shirt to grope and play with her breasts. Any time her nipple was caught by his teasing fingers she would buck against his lap, and eventually he couldn't contain himself from continuously grinding up against her.
"Please, break for me... I want to see it again..." Gaara gripped one hand bruisingly on her hips as he arched up with a painful pressure. She gritted her teeth, and choked on her tears before whimpering desperately for more.
He could feel her essence running down his groin, the amount of slick fluid screamed at him that she was more than ready to take him inside.
He wanted that so badly it physically hurt.
"Finish... finish and I'll put it in-" The redhead bargained, and with a desperately panting breath she stopped her movements.
'Fuck... no no no-' Gaara cursed himself for his impatience, and gritted his teeth painfully. 'IM SUCH A FUCKING IDIOT!'
"Gaara." Sakura breathed as if she wasn't getting any oxygen, but still leaned in to desperately kiss him. He of course accepted, but the confusion was thick on his features.
She moved slightly, grinding up against him until his tip slid back farther then her clitoris. There was more texture to her folds as they slid over the tip of him, and then he felt the utter slick warmth enveloping him slowly as she sank down.
"Oh..." The redhead's eyes closed for a moment, and he took a frightened but exhilarated breath.
Burning hot, smooth yet also textured, hugging around him so perfectly and yet he could feel every movement she gave.
"Sakura... thank you..." He breathed his praise, and wrapped his arms around her so tightly. She felt like a perfect fit in his arms, as if she had been created for him to hold lovingly. She was completely one with his body, and it was the most incredible feeling he had ever experienced.
"Gaara..." Her panting breath was in his ears, and her one arm was wrapped over his shoulders, and behind his neck. She didn't rock her hips right away, but instead she brought her hand down to finish what had been started.
Then he felt how her walls would tighten, and then relax. Every moan, whimper, and squeak he could feel them grip around him and form firm waves of wonderful pressure. His lids fluttered with each pleasurable shock of his own. He gripped hard at her backside, and she started rocking her hips against him and her working hand.
"Sakura..." Gaara panted against her shoulder, and was angered by the fact that her shirt was still on. He pulled roughly on it from the bottom, and she stopped her motions only long enough to get the garment up and over her head.
Now he could see everything. Her body rocking against him, her hand massaging between her spread thighs, the way her swollen sex swallowed him eagerly.
Her blushing cheeks, her perked breasts, her tousled pink hair, and her eyes that were now staring lidded into his own. He kissed her lips, and she started screaming against them while rolling her form frantically with the absolute need for release. Her walls clamped hard around him, so hard that they tried pushing him out but somehow he managed to stay inside.
She was shaking, screaming, and trembling while he could feel and see everything. Her eyes opened part way through the end, and he allowed her pupils to stare so closely into his own that her eyes were all that he could see.
"I love you." She whimpered then finally closed her eyes before kissing him, and rested her head on his shoulder while he stared off into the dark of his bedroom.
There was... no possible way that was real... right?
He was trembling, and his arms wrapped around her waist tenderly before he took sharp and sudden panicked inhales.
'Don't you fucking do it.' Gaara berated himself inwardly, trying desperately to keep his composure, but he felt the sting forming in his eyes. 'Do not fucking cry right now-!'
"Gaara?" Her voice sounded concerned, and out of desperation he quickly pinned her down on the bed. "Gaara-!"
He hid his face in the crook of her neck, and start rocking his hips into her soaking wet center. He didn't want her to see it, and he wondered if she could feel the wetness forming on her shoulder. If she did, then she didn't mention it. Instead she whined sharply in his ear while dragging her nails so hard against his back he knew there had to be blood.
No defense. Nothing came to his aid despite the clear injury, and he did not fucking care.
Harder, faster. He was roughly pounding into her while she clawed at him for life. He could feel those walls of hers again, milking him for everything he had and yet he still wanted to continue sending her to the spirit world if he could.
She screamed harshly next to his ear, and it was so loud that he knew that there was going to be problems, but once again he just did not care.
He growled, groaned, panted, and gave youthful cries of pleasure while she mimicked the same. Eventually though, she got to that point where he knew it was okay for him to finally end it all
"GAARA-!" Her scream was sharp in his ear before going deathly silent. She had stopped arching up, but her inner walls were practically crushing him as he picked up his pace.
He was nearly blinded by it, and so exhausted that he cried fiercely through gritted teeth, pulling out just barely in time to pulse onto her stomach.
Gaara was gasping for air, he need air, but he needed to lay down... but she was beneath him, and he didn't want to crush her. So he stayed locked in place, shaking like a lone leaf on a tree in the rain.
It felt far too good, how could anything ever come close to feeling so wonderful? There was no way... it was practically spiritual. He felt more connected to her in that moment than he ever had before.
"Sakura..." The redhead shivered, and his voice was almost lost due to strain.
He felt her delicate hands moving his hair, and he hadn't realized just how soaked he was, or how sweaty she was for that matter.
Her messy pink hair was matted to her cheeks, and it looked as if her body had just come out of a sauna. However when he noticed the sweat dripping down his own temples he realized that he must have looked like he had gotten out of a pool.
"You okay?" Her voice came out as a whisper, but her concern for him was real. He nodded silently, and finally pushed himself over to actually lay by her side.
Everything ached, which was strange since before that all he could feel was complete ecstasy.
"If I just... lay down for a bit..." He finally answered her, and she started laughing hysterically at him.
That was fine, she could laugh at him, he honestly didn't mind.
"Hnnn, what if I want to cuddle?" Sakura gave him a sweet smile, and it inspired him to brush some of the messy pink locks from her eyes.
"I'd think that cleaning up would be the best option before we do that." Gaara answered teasingly, but she simply scoffed in return.
"Nah-ah. It's your mess." The pinkette hovered her mouth over his, and kissed him quite sensually. It was intriguing enough that he lazily kissed her back, but she pulled away with a smart smirk before he could get back into a mood. "You can clean me up."
The redhead huffed, and groaned as he shakily pushed himself up off the mattress. He didn't know if he could even walk to the bathroom-
"Pfff okay, Rex. Lay back down, I have to pee anyways." Sakura snorted at him, and patted his shoulder mockingly before hopping off the bed.
'How can she have so much energy? I feel like I'm going to die...' Gaara huffed desperately, his body completely at the end of it's tether.
He rolled over onto his back, watching the ceiling warp and turn. He wondered if he had finally lost it, and if this was just a strange and wonderful dream.
'"I love you"'
His eyes watered for a moment, but he willed them away. He could hear her fussing around in the bathroom, and he wished he could hear her throughout the entirety of his life.
But...
"No... you don't..." He whispered to himself, and yet also formed a small sad smile. "But thank you for saying it anyways..."
Life was short, and he needed to enjoy his time while he still had it.
AN: Oof this was an interesting chapter, tell me what you think in the comments! How do you think this should all turn out? I would love to know how you all feel, thanks so much!