OMG GUYS! I was totally not going to update this anymore, because I was kinda leaning out of my writing phase, but you gave me such great reviews, I can't help but give you a bit of... well... something.

A bit of short something.

And um, I'm sorry if my writing style has changed, I haven't done stories in a while. -shuffles away-

Also, I have a huge playlist of Naruto themes blaring in my ears.
I forget where I saw it, but an amazing person once said that playing Naruto themes helps you write easier. So true, it's unbelievable.

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Gaara tried to moan around Kankurou's tongue, startled by the sudden intrusion. He was still with shock for a moment, then his body started moving on it's own accord, instinctively his tongue fought for space and his hands gripped Kankurou's hair and shoulder. The older boy responded by pressing in harder, his hands flat against the rooftop underneath him.The puppeteer's insides were flaring intensely, his gut twisting and writhing with pleasure at the feeling of the smaller boy pinned beneath him.

His little brother, pinned beneath him.

Kankurou pushed the thoughts down as he slid his hand under Gaara's shirt, gently feeling his way up the red haired ninja's body. The small boy pulled away for air, and Kankurou pressed against him, forcing his lips against the younger boy's neck, kissing and nibbling up along his jawbone. He heard, and felt, the boy gasp at the touch, then purr lightly as he snuggled against the brunette. Kankurou moved back down Garra's jawbone and down his neck, biting the boy gently then kissing over the bitten spots. He bit Gaara's shoulder hard and was pleased when the small boy moaned, trying to press closer against him. He forced Gaara back against the roof, shifting himself so that he had more control over the boy.

Control was good. Kankurou liked control.

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Gaara's eyes widened as his older brother forced against him, his heart racing with the sudden rush. It was all he could do not to moan, the actions seemed to be touching every weak point he had. The younger boy had no idea what he was doing, all thought had been blocked out the instant Kankurou had pinned him down.

He didn't care, he liked this.

He had to stifle a gasp as Kankurou nipped along his body, his sensitive skin flaring with every touch. Just when he thought he had control over himself the puppet master sunk his teeth into the boy's shoulder, and the cry couldn't be stopped, the sudden rush he got from the pain making his blood pound intensly. He pressed against the bigger boy and whined lightly, begging for more. Desperatly begging for more.

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"...Wh- What?!" The words were followed by the sound of someone choking in both confusion and disbelief, and the moment it reached him, Kankurou's blood ran cold. Gaara heard the sound too, but he just pressed up against Kankurou innocently, nuzzling the older boy's neck affectionatly. He wasn't about to be interrupted, not when he had this.
Realising what was happening Kankurou pressed his hand against Gaara's chest and forced him down, pulling himself from the sand ninja and trying to choke out something he could say to fix things.

"T- Temari!" Was all he managed as he sunk back to his knees, the pleasure in his gut being all too quickly replaced with panic.

"Kankurou!?" Suddenly his sister exploded, clenching and unclenching her fists. This was too much for her, everything that could possibly happen seemed to be happening tonight. "Why? It hought you were better than that! Like, Fuck, that's yo- our little brother!"

Kankurou truly had nothing to say to that. He looked up at Temari hopelessly, his mouth giving out on him when he needed it most. "... I'm... sorry.." He whispered lightly, even though he had no idea what he was appologizing for. Maybe for failing as a brother. He sure felt like he should be appologizing for that. Next to him Gaara hugged his knees and blocked the two out, he wasn't up to any more emotional torture.

Inside his head, the demon was laughing at him. Endless high pitched shrieking laughter, seemingly echoing off the walls of his inner mind. Well, someone found this funny, if only in the sick, twisted way the demon's sense of humor worked.

Kankurou had half a mind to run away, to escape the shame that was being forced on him by the older blonde. Suddenly she closed her eyes and sighed, then she turned from the brothers, letting her hands drop to her sides. "I'm not going to say anything else now. I don't want to say anything I shouldn't until I've calmed down a bit... Kankurou..."

With that she leapt down from the rooftop, disappearing from sight. Gaara had his head raised slightly, and his softer than normal voice broke slightly under the weight of his words.

"Will she hate me more now... Kurou-san?"

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