It started off as a simple mission. Infiltrate, grab the information they needed, get out. And yet, here Gaara found himself, crawling on his hands and knees through the vents with no idea where his siblings were and a full bladder.
Gaara rocked back on his knees for a second before continuing on. He counted the vent covers-his bladder did too- untill he was sure he was going the direction he had last seen Temari and Kankuro. He continued on a little longer before his bladder spasmed, causing him to pause and cross his legs as much as he could in such a small space. A moan escaped past his lips. He could feel the flood gates threatening to open. He briefly squeezed the end of his dick for relief. He had to focus. He needed to find his siblings and get out, and get out dry at that. 'Just a little longer.' He told himself. 'Just a little longer and I can finally piss.' He continued again through the vents, occasionally pausing to hold himself. He soon found his concentration slipping and lost track of how many vent covers he'd passed. He began scooting backwards, attempting to retrace his steps when he felt bit of liquid escape him and suddenly all he could think of was how his bladder ached and how good it would feel to finally just piss. A few more leaks came out, becoming longer and longer as he felt his underwear becoming wet. He gasped and trembled, grabbing himself with both hands and bending forward but there was no holding it in anymore. The leaks soon turned in to one continuous stream. He felt the warm liquid cover his hands and run down onto the seat of his pants and legs. A puddle quickly formed underneath him. When his bladder was finally empty he straightened himself up and looked down at the mess he had made. His cheeks burned red, but he thought he could hide it under a layer of sand armor. He just hoped his siblings wouldn't notice.