Hey Guys,
As you may have noticed I've corrected the formatting of prior chapters.
I don't know why, but sometimes the letters didn't appear in italic or bold like I had in my word documents. It should be fixed now.
Have a nice day and enjoy the new chapter!
SquaMata
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37. The Incident
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Gaara showed her that he was into quite rough stuff, they had many sessions together and were getting more and more into it. She had some minor orgasm-like experiences, but always as she was about to cum, a certain silverhead or pictures of Tatsuo flashed through her mind and restrained her from fully letting go. It was frustrating and she hated to fake her heights, but she loved the tension and how Gaara let her body respond to his touches and how he let her feel.
They were sitting in his huge whirlpool relaxing in the afterglow, the dimly lit village by night turned their moment into a special romantic one, even if he had gone pretty hard on her not even half an hour ago. Again she had enjoyed some minor orgasm-like experiences and she wouldn't give up hope that someday she would finally be able to cum. The pinkette turned to him to let her head rest on his broad chest, during the movement her butt-cheeks stung a little, but it was definitely worth it.
Sakura remembered how he had tied her to the cold chains falling down from his ceiling, toying with her writhing in anticipation cluelessness what he had intended due to the blindfold which excited her so much. The kunoichi recollected how he had changed from soft touches and tender kisses to slapping and paddling her buttocks hard and pinching her nipples for sweet pain. Later he had descended and began to lick her sensitive parts as her nerve endings had all seemed to be set on fire.
The pinkette had to chuckle.
Gaara opened his eyes and smirked at her. "What?"
"I'm still feeling what you did prior to me." Her face tinted in a slight pink.
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He rewarded her with a drop-dead sexy smile as he answered in a playful tone "Should I take that as a compliment?"
She had to avert her eyes as she felt heat spread over her, she thought her face would be dark crimson now. In fact she was right.
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The kunoichi felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled low and pulled her up to face him directly.
"That good, huh?" he stated and gave her an intense look that made her insides squirm.
Gaara chuckled again as he kissed the red-faced girl passionately and he let his hands wander over her sore body from her shoulders down to her back in such a caring and loving way, Sakura couldn't remember anybody had ever been that gentle. His lips descended to the marks on her neck from the new collar she had achieved. He recalled the moment she had been kneeling in front of him today as he had tugged on her collar to suck him deeper. He kissed them tenderly, then lifted her up to straddle him and carefully massaged her deep red butt-cheeks to ease the soreness and tension of the muscle. Their eyes caught fire and she bent down a bit to kiss him. Their sweet contact turned into more, slowly she guided his hard member into her waiting cave.
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The young kazekage was still a mystery for her, he had shown her many sexual sides of him, he could be dominant and ruthless and sometimes tender and soft and his mood could change abruptly, but he had never done anything she had not wanted. He had always paid attention to her and her body language. She had never had such an exciting and diverse sex-life before.
Sakura was completely unaware of the fact that Gaara knew she had not experienced a real orgasm with him yet, something always seemed to block her mind. He had seen her body tremble in anticipation many times now, but it was frustrating for him she couldn't acut the last string to fall over the edge with him no matter how much he had tried. Maybe she was one of those women who couldn't cum, but he had always doubted something like that would exist. Due to his experiences and his talks with Kankuro it was just a matter of technics, setting, emotions and some time. He had made it to his goal to make her shiver under him and experience heights like she had never felt before, but it turned out to be not an easy task.
Secretly Shukaku became angry, very angry and Gaara was afraid he would lose control again…
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After their wonderful romantic soft sex in his whirlpool she was lying in between his legs with her back pressed to his front, her head nestled on his strong shoulder. Gaara held her in his arms and washed her slowly and very gentle with a loofah and an alluringly fragrant soap. Sakura relished in the feeling of his kindness and the scent of oriental spices and oils.
In their deep relaxation she decided it was time, they were both unbent and happy and their recent past showed these were good moments to talk about themselves. They had nothing to hide and bared their selves to the other, so she took the opportunity to ask him out of the blue.
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"Gaara, I was wondering… What happened during the incident you've mentioned?"
His movements stopped and it took him a while to respond in a calm voice "I don't want to talk about it."
Then he continued with his featherlike ministrations.
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She turned a bit to look at him "Gaara, as you said, we need to be honest with each other. So please tell me. I think I need to know."
His glowing turquoise eyes pleaded her to stop, but she kept her intense eye-contact. The redhead took a long breathe and whispered "I'm afraid this might scare you away."
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Sakura smiled at him "Gaara, we're both shinobi and we all have a past. Do you really think I would be still here if something could scare me away so easily?"
The young kazekage kissed her innocently and hoped inwardly she could deal with what he was about to say. He knew from the beginning that the day would come when he had to tell her, so the redhead closed his eyes and took deep, calming breathes before he made eye-contact again and began to speak in the stern tone, he normally used during business.
"The incident, ehrm… Do you want to hear the full details or is a short synopsis enough?"
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The pinkette shook her head and smiled "Just spill it!"
He turned his eyes away from her and looked outside of the huge window overviewing Suna.
Damn, that must be something really bad. It hurt him deeply.
He's going to bare his very soul in front of you. Be careful!
I will.
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Gaara's eyes kept staring into the distance as he began to tell her in a strange tone she had never heard before. It was like a mixture of so many different emotions like compunction, self-loathing and some hints of fear, which bore right into her heart.
"It happened last year. I had requested company of a professional I had never been with before. They had sent me this beautiful young lady named Yua. We went into the playroom and after some talk we started a session. From some point on I can't remember anything."
The sorrowful young man took a long breath. "The next memory I have is her lying on the floor and there was blood everywhere. "
He stopped talking and rubbed his forehead, he seemed to be in much pain right now, so Sakura took his hand and kissed it softly. Unbelieving turquoise eyes met hers. She didn't shy away, he couldn't understand it. He was so afraid it could happen again.
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After a few moments he was able to continue.
"Sakura, I… I accidentally killed her. I never knew why and what had happened. It all made sense as you told me about the remaining pieces of Shukaku. In my youth I or better said Shukaku rioted a lot and a few times he even went on a killing spree when I was sleeping, that's why they taught me to meditate instead. It was always the same, I regained control with destruction and blood all around me and I couldn't remember a single thing."
He looked down at his hands as if there was still blood on them. "And now you're disgusted."
I'm disgusted of myself, Sakura… I'm afraid that this will happen to you too… He's angry, so angry…
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Sakura could feel his body tremble.
"Hey Gaara, look at me! I'm here! I'm still here! I won't go anywhere! Calm down, everything's ok. I'm here to help you." She embraced the shaking man and kissed his temple.
Sakura was impressed, he had let down his walls and showed her his vulnerable side. Even a strong and powerful shinobi like the kazekage had a breaking-point. He was a human-being like everyone else and it made her proud that he had so much trust to let her look into his soul.
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Seems like you've won his heart.
That's what they wanted me to do, right?
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Deep down inside the pinkette had to deal with mixed feelings, she looked at her reflection in the mirror next to them and fought back the thoughts of what was about to come. Everything would change. She would probably stay at Gaara's side, maybe her own feelings for him would be as strong as his sometime, but then she remembered what she would have to leave behind. She closed her eyes and lay her head on the bulky shoulder in front of her as a single tear meandered down from her eye to her chin and fell into the water.
The next tear didn't miss his back and he returned the embrace. Gaara knew something was bothering her for a while now, but he couldn't decipher what it was, he was sure someday she would tell him. He would grant her the time she would need to open up to him.
Both began to relax in the comfort of their sweet body contact.
After a while they walked out of the whirlpool, towelled each other and went to his private bed.
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They lay there for a while in silence with her head on his chest and his arm wrapped around her. Sakura could feel his heartbeat slowly calming down.
Without pressing him to do so Gaara told her how his siblings had helped him to hush up the incident, Kankuro had made a special deal with the brothel and Temari had calmed down the panicking Kazekage. Luckily the victim had had no family and the council had agreed to create and fund a charity to give young hopeless women another option than prostitution. Some of them even joined the new med school now.
So that's the true reason why they wanted me in particular for that job and that's why Temari said he's not allowed to take girls home anymore.
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Unsure turquoise eyes looked into her emerald ones. "Are you afraid now?"
She smiled at him. "I don't think I need to be. Remember I've seen a lot. I had been in a team with Naruto and Sasuke and I am one of the most skilled medics of our time. Bad things happen to be replaced with good ones. We all have a past and due to our profession we all have taken lives. I have seen so many people die in my hands which I failed to save. Look at how many women could be saved from prostitution now. Don't you think Yua would be proud of them? She gave her live to save others, that's what we call the will of fire. I'm here now, Gaara. Together we won't let something like that ever happen again. I'm going to help you, Gaara."
Her glowing hands made him fall asleep peacefully again and worked on mending the parts of the demon together. It was almost done, but she failed to sense his anger.
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As always Sakura returned to her own room afterwards and went to bed.
Pakkun had become something like her own personal bed heater. She was glad she had not to be alone, so she could sleep most times without the bad nightmares. But if it happened still, the little pug was there by her side to comfort her.
She wondered if he would have to leave her soon too…