Love's Misconstruities
Chapter 19
The next morning the sun was shining brightly, the sound of chatter filled the streets as the villagers awoke and started the new day, and the happy couple lay peacefully in each other's arms. Their innocent slumber was soon interrupted, however, by a sharp rapping at the door. Gaara and Hinata both opened sleep-laden eyes as the sound startled them awake. The two turned to face the source of the noise, and before either could respond, the intruder barged in.
"Gaara, this is no time…to be…" Kankurou trailed off as he took in the sight of his brother and his blushing companion. He tried to avert his eyes, but he just couldn't help but glance back, as if he still wasn't sure that what he was seeing were real. "…Uh…never mind. I'll tell them to start the meeting without you. …Sorry to, uh… Yeah, sorry," he stumbled, noting his brother's agitation and quickly exiting.
Hinata lay frozen, absolutely mortified. A warm hand came to rest on her shoulder from behind, then turned her to lay on her back. Two green eyes met hers in silent reassurance.
"You have nothing to be embarrassed about." Hinata tried to believe his words, but the pinkness of her cheeks would not recede. She slowly propped herself upright, sitting against the headboard. It wasn't until she noticed that Gaara's gaze had shifted significantly lower that she recalled the damage taken to her shirt. She quickly clutched at the torn material, covering her bosom. Gaara looked away and tried to fight off his own blush, only succeeding when he remembered how the shirt had been torn in the first place. "About last night…I'm sorry. I will have new clothes brought to you."
"A-arigatou…" came the girl's quiet reply. Suddenly becoming aware of how close the two of them were, tension filled her body.
Gaara noticed her rigidness and faced her once again, propping himself up as well. He took her free hand in his left and slowly reached up with his right, gently cupping her cheek. "You really…don't have anything to be embarrassed about," he said once more, this time, momentarily glancing to the hand which held together her shirt.
Hinata trembled and felt as though her entire body were a bright red. She hadn't much time to focus on that, however, because soon the young man before her leaned in, pulling himself closer. Hinata froze and closed her eyes, holding her breath. It took her a moment before she realized his true intentions.
Gaara placed an innocent kiss on her forehead. He'd occasionally watched his villagers partake in this form of affection and was hoping that he had chosen something that would appropriately display his feelings at the moment.
Hinata opened her eyes and stared at him, shocked.
'Perhaps I didn't understand the meaning of this action after all,' he gauged, carefully observing the girl's reaction. 'I hope that I didn't-' He stopped mid-thought as she leaned in toward him.
It took every bit of courage that she had, but she pressed onward. 'He is so sweet… I have never been happier than I am in this moment. I…I want to let him know how he makes me feel,' she thought as she met his soft lips with her own trembling ones.
This time, it was Gaara who froze. His eyes were wide as the warn sensation spread from his lips throughout his body. His breathing all but stopped, his chest tightened, his stomach became jittery, and further below...other parts of his body stirred as well. It was a sensation which he had never before felt...and he decided in that moment that he enjoyed it immensely.
Getting no reaction from him, the awkward girl pulled back a bit, opening her eyes but not able to look directly at him. Embarrassed, and not quite sure what, if anything, to do next, she began to pull further away. 'Maybe I'm no good at this after all,' she berated herself, beginning to sulk. She was quickly snapped out of it when Gaara broke from his daze. His hand that had been on her cheek moved to behind Hinata's neck as he pulled her back into him returned her kiss, this time more aggressively. Gaara moved his left hand from hers and slid it around to her back, pressing her closer. He wasn't sure if he were doing things right or wrong at this point, but he didn't really care. It felt good and right...and his body craved more of her.
This time it was Hinata who froze, though the shock did not last long as her body accepted his advances and relaxed into his. Hinata followed his lead and moved her free hand to his leg; the other, which had been clutching her shirt, to roam through his sleep-tousled hair.
'What is this feeling?' the boy wondered, gently prodding the girl's lips open with his tongue. 'My entire body is shaking with excitement. The last time I felt like this was when I fought Uchiha Sasuke and Naruto… But, this is still different…' he contemplated, shifting the hand resting behind her neck to slide down her side, putting it precariously close to her bosom. 'I want more. I want to touch her… Taste her… I want to make her mine.' He untied the Konoha forehead protector she wore around her neck and broke from the kiss, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, beginning to lick and suck, eventually working his way into gentle bites, causing the girl to giggle at times and others whimper softly as he nibbled the sensitive skin.
Unable to think clearly, Hinata could only encourage him by holding him close, pressing him against her. 'What is he…ahh…doing? It feels…great, but…shouldn't I be doing something? What…mmm… I want to make him feel this good.'
Gaara worked his way lower, kissing along her collar bone, her upper chest… He stopped there, his frustration obvious as Hinata felt his grip tighten on her side. Without much thought, only that she neither wanted the boy to be frustrated nor wanted him to stop, she found herself pulling the shirt over her head. When her higher brain functions kicked back in and she realized what she was doing, she almost stopped...but seeing the eagerness in Gaara's face, she forced herself to continue.
'No, if I start thinking about it, I'll stop, or worse yet, get so flustered I pass out! No, I will not be that weak. I…I just have to react, not think about what I'm doing…what he's doing to me…'
Gaara backed up a bit while he watched the timid girl slowly remove the torn garment. He almost couldn't believe that she was being so generous to him, but he wasn't going to argue. 'She must want this just as badly as I do,' he surmised, watching in awe as she then proceeded to remove her bra, leaving her pale torso as bare as his. At first, all he could do was stare, but he soon realized how uncomfortable it was making the blushing girl before him. He kissed her once again, deeply, somewhat embarrassed himself at what he was being allowed to do.
Tossing the covers aside and sliding between Hinata's legs, he gently scooted her against the backboard. He knelt there using one hand to brace himself, placing the other on her stomach and slowly working up the courage to explore north as he continued their kiss.
Hinata whimpered against him as he cupped her supple breast in his warm hand and began to stroke it. Her hands braced his sides, taking some of the weight from his other arm where he was propping himself up, and tried to help hold him steady. She was in no hurry for him to stop, and removing any distractions he may have been having seemed a good way to ensure that.
With her holding him, he was now able to use his other hand and explore her neglected breast. He softly ran his thumbs over the erect nipples, eliciting a tremor and another whimper from her. Taking this as a good sign, he continued, though he still desired more. He broke from the kiss abruptly and surprised her, grabbing her by the sides and flipping them. Hinata followed his lead and wound up straddling his lower torso as he buried his face in her bust, giving a most satisfied groan. He reached up with one hand to stroke one of the soft mounds, but for the other he decided to put his mouth to work. He delicately flicked her nipple with his tongue, causing Hinata to gasp for air. She dug her fingers into his back, pulling him closer as he began to gently suck and nibble. He soon switched his attentions to the other breast which Hinata more than welcomed, he could tell, by the gasps and whimpers he was forcing out of her.
Gaara sat up a bit to take more of her in his mouth, but this only pushed Hinata lower in her position on him. He groaned suddenly, surprising the girl as he paused momentarily in his efforts. "Ahh, I-I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" she asked breathlessly, fighting to focus her vision enough to meet his eyes.
Gaara's face turned a bright red Hinata had never seen on him as he looked away from her searching gaze. "No..." he sheepishly replied.
'Thank goodness... The last thing I want to do is hurt him. But, if he's not in pain, then why…? …Maybe…he liked that?' Hinata tested her theory by shifting her weight once again, rubbing against him. Again, Gaara moaned, shivering and closing his eyes, his mouth partially open. Taking it as a good sign, she repeated the motion, slowly rubbing against the bulge she felt under her. She had to admit that she, too, was taking pleasure out of this. Seeing how she, too, could effect the boy who had brought her so much pleasure gave her a sense of empowerment and confidence she'd never quite felt before, though having his stiffness rubbing against her most delicate parts was a reward all on its own.
Gaara gripped her hips and began to match her movements, slowly at first, but soon avidly thrusting against her. 'Uuh…this is driving me crazy! It feels so good… But, I have to be careful. If I'm not, this could be over too soon… I want to make this last as long as possible.' His grip on Hinata's hips tightened as he shifted her off of him, much to her disappointment... it didn't last long. Gaara swiftly removed his pants and boxers, obviously not nearly as timid as the girl next to him. She blushed a deep crimson as she took in the full sight of him...finding it quite difficult to ignore his engorged groin. He soon leaned her on her back, kissing her once again. He moved one hand to the waistband of her pants and traced a finger under it, pulling back a few inches to peer into her nervous eyes as he silently asked for permission.
'Why am I so nervous? I've already decided that I'd do what he wanted… I know I'm supposed to wait until I get married, but…I…love him, so it's not a big deal, right? We've already done this much, so it shouldn't matter… But… Still… Why am I afraid? I trust him… There's nothing to be scared of…' she tried to convince herself, nodding her head slightly and looking away.
Gaara took great care in his new task, gently removing her pants first, then glancing up one last time for permission before completely disrobing her. Again, she gave a small embarrassed nod. He proceeded to pulling down her panties, noticing incredulously that they were somewhat moist in the center. He held the garment to his face and closed his eyes, inhaling the musky scent. 'More… I want more…' was his only thought at that moment. He opened his eyes again and dropped the panties to the floor with the rest of their clothes, returning his attention to the enticing woman before him, yet when he really stopped to look at her, he began to wonder if she really was as into this as he.
Hinata lay with her legs together and hands covering her beet-red face. She felt Gaara's warm nude body slide next to hers and she became rigid.
"I told you…you have nothing to be embarrassed of," he said, slowly moving her hands and gazing into her pale eyes. "You are beautiful," he stated with the faintest of smiles.
"Gaara-san…" she said, yet it pained him to hear.
"…What I said yesterday… I'm sorry. Please, just call me 'Gaara,'" he requested.
"Gaara…" she repeated, smiling back.
Their lips met once again as he climbed atop the nervous girl, slowly sliding a leg between her own. With one hand he braced himself over her, the other caressing her breast one again. Lower, he pressed his leg against her wet crevasse and began to rub up and down, recalling how she'd appeared to enjoy the sensation earlier when she was atop him. She dug her nails into his back at the sensation, but from the stifled moans that accompanied it, he knew not to stop. Still, it was not enough to satisfy his own desires. 'More… I still want more of her.' He slid his other leg between hers and pulled back, beginning to slide down her body. He stopped momentarily at her chest to suck at her nipples once again before he moved lower.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Hinata hastily asked, grabbing his shoulders.
"I want to taste you," the boy answered, gazing at her with lust-filled eyes. Seeing the fear in hers calmed his hunger, however. "I won't hurt you," he comforted, though it didn't seem to do any good. "Please," he finally asked, to which Hinata hesitantly conceded, releasing him, her hands trembling.
Hinata's legs were tight against him as he made his descent. She unconsciously was trying to retain what little modesty she had left. Gaara positioned himself below her and inhaled deeply, taking in her musky scent. It sent a thrill through his whole body and, though he wanted to ravage her, he restrained himself and moved carefully. The last thing he wanted was to scare her.
Hinata felt a new sense of embarrassment overtake her. It was one thing to expose her nakedness to him, but quite enough to have him buring his face in the most private and delicate region of her body. Of course she trusted him, but she still felt a small ball of fear in the pit of her stomach.
Gaara began to lap up the wetness he'd discovered on the trembling girl before him, lavishing in the taste. He wrapped his arms around her legs, softly caressing them and trying to convince her to relax a bit as she was nearly squishing his head. Gradually, she did, though she did tense back up every now and then, Gaara noticed, as he caressed a certain spot with his tongue.
Hinata felt the small ball of fear in her belly begin to subside as Gaara continued to work his magic down below, though a new feeling began to well up inside of her...one that was much more pleasant.
The red-head took this opportunity to take one hand from her leg and slowly slip a finger in and out of her, to which her breathing sped up and her whimpers grew louder. He focused his tongue on the area which elicited the highest responsiveness from Hinata, causing her to begin to tremble in a slightly different way than she'd been before.
"Ooh…G-Gaara…" She reached her hands down and ran them through the boy's red locks, reinforcing his efforts. Where she had just minutes ago seemed not to want him there, now she appeared not to want him to leave. Gaara took this as a good sign.
He flicked his tongue faster and harder on the area he was concentrating on and soon was rewarded by louder and more frequent moans from his companion as her breathing became heavier. He gently tried to slip another finger into her silky opening but halted when Hinata's pleasurable whimpers turned to a groan of pain. He stopped immediately and focused instead on what was forcing those wonderful moans out of her.
It wasn't long before she grabbed two handfuls of his hair and began to spasm out of control, bucking her hips and riding his face. Gaara, as determined as he was, hung on and continued his efforts, riding her orgasm out with her until the spasms subsided and she became still on the bed, minus the occasional tremor which still shook her small frame from time to time.
Licking his lips of her sweet remnants, he lay at her side and watched her, a thin layer of sweat covering her body as she tried to catch her breath. He idly brushed a lock of hair from her face, causing her to open groggy eyes and try to focus on him. Gaara nearly grinned as he wondered if her complexion would ever return to its original paleness again after today.
'I…I never thought… That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt! This is completely different than what Kiba and Shino talked about. They made it sound like sex was all about the man's pleasure. Still…I want him to feel as good as I do.'
"What about you?" she shyly asked, staring lower down his body at his thick and ready member.
Gaara's face returned to its usual seriousness as he answered. "…I don't think I'd be able to do anything without hurting you."
Hinata knew there were other things they could do besides penetration, but honestly, at this point she wanted him inside her. She smiled and drew him closer, kissing him briefly. "It's okay."
"Are you sure?"
She nodded, whispering, "Onegai."
Gaara wasn't going to argue with that. '…She is too good to be true.' He eagerly positioned himself between her legs once again and kissed her, gently beginning to rub his shaft against the vast wetness of her groin. Hinata whimpered, clearly enjoying the sensation. After another moment, he positioned himself against her opening and broke the kiss, staring her in the eye, allowing her one last chance to say no, but she merely smiled at him and nodded. Gaara nodded back and began forcing his way in.
Hinata gripped his sides and grimaced, causing the boy to stop. "It's okay," she reassured, her voice strained. "Don't stop. It's okay. Please." He carefully began to move in and out of her, both for fear of hurting her more and for his own sake.
'I never thought it would be this hot…and tight…! Gods, is she tight… If I go any faster I'll come within seconds,' he realized, making sure to keep his pace steady.
It wasn't long before Hinata shivered and gave a small whimper.
"Are you okay?" Gaara asked, his voice a bit breathy.
"Mm…hai…" she replied, not the least bit of pain coating her voice.
If Gaara didn't know any better, it seemed like she was starting to enjoy this. He began to quicken his pace, trying his best to calm himself…though seeing the blushing girl under him and listening as her soft moans intensified wasn't making it any easier. Soon she began to spasm familiarly, wrapping her legs around him and locking her ankles around his lower back, forcing him against her.
"Mm! Gaa…ra…!!"
Her insides tightened around Gaara's swelled member, forcing his climax as well. It tore a moan from his throat as well and he fought to thrust against her as she held him, spilling his seed deep inside her. Only when they were both completely satisfied did he cease his efforts. They were both short of breath after they'd finished, and Gaara collapsed on top of her, trembling.
'If I knew it was going to be this good, maybe I should've listened to Kankurou and gotten a girlfriend a long time ago,' he idly thought, then caught himself. 'No…I'm glad I waited for her. This was worth all the trouble we've been through.'
"We should probably get cleaned up…" Hinata said, breaking the silence.
For the first time ever, Hinata heard something she'd only ever imagined. Gaara softly chuckled, and as she turned to look at him, saw that his face was beaming, a large and genuine grin plastered on his face.
"You first," he said, though he made no movement to get up. Hinata smiled and sluggishly forced her arms around him in an embrace. She would let him stay there as long as he wanted...but also, she could feel that her body would have fought her had she tried to get up right this moment anyway, so she was in no real hurry.
The two stayed there for some time, completely undisturbed thanks to a certain older brother who worked diligently to clear his Kazekage's busy schedule for the rest of the day.
Translations/Term Definitions...in no particular order:
- Onegai: "Please."