A/N: wow… two reviews exactly… well then… this was unexpected… um… sorry about the mistakes, but the voices that told me what to wrote keep rushing on…
Alexei: It's your fault… you gave me root beer!
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Mikhael: And me… well… hey, can a dealer be arrested if a muse were to identify him/her in a story prelude?
Kratos: MOVING ALONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! –ahem- well, I'm happy to present the newest chapter in Imperial Sands. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I, the author of this fan fiction, am not the owner of the copyrighted character found herein. I do not profit in any monetary fashion from this story. It is a complete fabrication, and is a gross misuse of the Naruto characters in many people's opinions.
Warnings: This chapter contains non-consensual sexual relationships and various other things found in such a chapter… ;)
"Hell… sounds like the Kazekage is tearing that little blonde boy up…" said one guard stationed at the end of the hall that lead to the royal bedchambers. Muffled screams and pleas for mercy wafted from the other end of the hall. Unfortunately, they were dulled by the thick walls and door, but the meaning behind them was pretty clear. There was a slave getting his brains fucked out in there. The two guards at the end of the hall were seasoned veterans of the Kazekage's… activities. They had seen over a hundred slaves carried in. Sadly, they seldom saw the slaves leaving by themselves. Normally, they had to be carried out.
The other guard snickered, "Hey, what do you think the chances are that we could get him after the Kazekage finishes?" he asked.
The first guard's face contorted in disgust, "That's repulsive… I don't care who fucked him, I don't do sloppy seconds."
The other guard laughed, "Suit yourself… but blood and cum are the best lubes out there."
More screams and muffled sobs escaped from the hall. The guards sighed.
"Poor kid."
"Reminds me of Seni."
"Your son? Why?"
"Seni has hair kind of like that…"
"Wow… you know… you shouldn't let the Kage see him… he's developed a taste for young looking boys…"
"Way ahead of you. He's studying in Konoha. The Kage's not touching him…"
The guards lapsed into silence. More screams and a sob, then the room went quiet.
"Sounds like he's done. Should we see if he wants the slave removed now?" asked the first guard. The second shook his head.
"He said not to disturb him."
"Poor kid…"
"Poor kid."
*******
Naruto awoke whimpering. His ass hurt. It really, really hurt. He winced. He tried to sit up, only to feel a hand on his bare chest pressing him down.
"You look so beautiful when you sleep…" said a familiar voice. The same voice that haunted his dreams last night. He whimpered.
"Shh… relax. You're going to be sore for a while. I'm sorry I was so rough," said the voice. Naruto groaned and trained his eyes on the face of his new god… it was that good.
"So… was it rape?" asked his god. Naruto groaned softly and shook his head. No… nothing that good could be rape. He sighed.
"N-no. But… It did hurt… but it was so good…" he said, finally finding his voice. His master smiled. Ocean eyes sparkled demonically behind a curtain of crimson, sweat-dampen, sexed up locks. A soft chuckle escaped the throat of his rapist-god.
"I'm… sorry things went like that. I didn't mean to actually… but… I don't really regret it. You were incredible…" said Gaara, leaning down to nuzzle the blonde's neck. Naruto shifted on the cushion he was currently residing on to give him more access.
"Ah… that means a lot coming from a just-unvirgin," he said, moaning softly. He giggled as the red-head nibbled on his neck.
"Well… I'm glad I lost it to you…" said his lover.
Naruto sighed softly. This was completely different from what was supposed to happen last night…
*******Flashback: Incredibly long, but it's for the story…*******
"Impudent slave. What make you think you have something I want? This is relief. Nothing more, nothing less. However…" said the voice. He cringed and looked up. What he saw shook him to the core.
"However… I… just want to talk. Please? Can we just talk? I won't hurt you, I just needed someone to talk to…" said the almost child-like emperor. Naruto tilted his head to the side. What just happened?
"Ah… come again?" he asked.
"I… I saw you at that party, and your eyes… they attracted me. I… felt like I needed to see you. You see… I've never actually… raped a slave. Everyone I bring here I end up talking to them, or playing a game with them, or just relaxing with them. I've never lain with anyone, actually…" explained the emperor.
Naruto snorted, "What? You're a virgin? You expect me to believe that? Why should I? All the slaves that come back from you refuse to talk about what you did to them. Why would they do that if you didn't make them do horrible things?" he asked.
"Because I asked them to. See, as the Kazekage, I'm expected to keep a certain company. While I normally don't follow the rules, I… have to follow this one. If I were to pal around with slaves, the people would lose all respect and faith in me. So, once in a while, when I find a particularly interesting slave, I have them brought here and… we hang out, as the vernacular goes. In return for their silence, I give them my blessing and protection," he said. He held up his right hand. On it was a golden ring with a large ruby. The ruby had the crest of the nation cut into it.
"Do you see this ring?" he asked. Naruto nodded, still skeptical of the emperor's story. "This is my royal seal. Any law has to bear my signature and the imprint of my ring to be official. Every slave that comes here and agrees to keep quiet receives a similar ring. The nobles and gentry know that they are under my protection, and treat them far better than the average slave. When you go back, ask a slave who wears a silver ring with a blue stone about me. Show him your ring, and he'll talk. But for now… can we talk?"
Naruto frowned and stared at him suspiciously. "You're not going to rape me?" he asked.
Gaara shook his head.
"You're not going to beat me?"
Another shake.
"You're not going to drug me, use me to fulfill your perverted desires, and the give my body over to the guards and palace animals to use as a source of relief and pleasure?"
A curious look before a tentative shake. "Animals?" he asked weakly.
"Uh… I've heard stories of slaves in the palace screwing dogs…" said Naruto.'
Gaara paled at the statement before clearing his throat and saying, "Ah… that's not… well… we're a very liberal nation… but… ah… It's not forbidden… but… ah… ahem… uh… well… I've never done it, and I don't think I would."
Naruto laughed softly, "Wow… you really are a virgin. That's weird. I thought you'd get laid nightly, being the emperor and all."
Gaara smiled, "No… I'm… not really interested in 'getting laid' as you say. I've too much to worry about. Besides, from the sounds of it, you're not a virgin. But you said earlier that I didn't have the right to take your innocence. What's up with that, hm?"
Naruto blushed and laughed, "Well… I'm… I've been with girls. Sometimes, I had to because my master made me. He… liked to watch. And once, they even tried to breed me. But… I've never been with another guy… and honestly, I've never wanted to."
Gaara chuckled and sat down next to him. He smiled softly at him and laughed.
"Well… you've at least had sex before. I'm a complete and total virgin. So… you're one ahead of me. Uh… if you don't mind me asking… how did you get those marks on your cheeks? Are they birthmarks? Or are they scars?"
Naruto relaxed and released his grip on his legs. "Well… they're not scars, but they're not birthmarks. I don't know how I got them, but Master says that they make me look like a fox. He like to dress me up as a fox when he has free time…"
Gaara sighed, "Torrius is a strange man. He reminds me of… never mind." The room suddenly changed. The air grew denser, and Gaara seemed to draw in on himself.
"M-master? Is there something wrong? Have I displeased you?" Naruto asked, panicking. Right now, Gaara wasn't touching him inappropriately. But if he became unhappy…
"Ah… no… um… can you keep a secret?" asked the Emperor. Naruto mentally sighed. That's one bullet dodged… Gaara stood and walked to the cabinet. He removed two gold rimmed crystal glasses and a dark red bottle. He poured the glasses full of an amber liquid and replaced the bottle. Walking carefully back to the pile of cushions, he handed the blonde one.
"Sure, master. It's my job to appease my master, and if being a source of confidentiality will do so, then here I am!" he said, happily accepting the drink. It smelled strong… but sweet. He took a sip. It WAS sweet! But… it kind of burned going down. He silently choked a bit. Regaining himself, he turned to the red-head.
Gaara's eyes teared up slightly. "When I was about six, my uncle – that's my mom's brother – started to… do things to me. I… was young. The only time people tried to get close to me was when they tried to kill me… but… he didn't try to kill me. One night, I woke up to find him in my bed rubbing my stomach. He told me that no one would love me, but he'd take care of me. That was the beginning of a year of… well… he touched me inappropriately for over a year before…" Gaara stopped talking. He dropped his head to his knees and started to cry. Naruto was torn. As a slave, he was taught not to touch masters without their permission. But seeing the mighty emperor sobbing like a newborn infant was tearing his heart. He gently placed his arm around him.
"Shhh…. It's okay… you don't have to keep talking," he said. However, Gaara shook his head and continued. His voice was muffled because he was speaking into his knees. But Naruto could easily make out the words.
"One night… he came to my room and started to touch me. He said that I was a bad boy, and that I didn't deserve to live. The next thing I knew, he had a knife pressed to my throat. He said that I killed my mom, and that I should have joined her in the grave. He was about to cut my throat, but something threw him off of me. I blacked out. When I came to, he was on the floor bleeding to death. He said that I was a monster, and that no one would love me," finished Gaara. He sighed and lifted his head. His eyes were red and slightly puffy.
"Torrius reminds me of him because of his… preference for little boys…"
Naruto rubbed the red-head's back and gently squeezed his shoulders. "It's okay master. It's all in the past, and there's nothing to worry about now. You're Emperor… no one is going to hurt you."
Gaara sniffled, "What's your name?" he asked. Naruto responded as he had been taught.
"This slave's name is Naruto, master."
Gaara sighed. "I never approved of the training they put slaves through. Look, Naruto… call me Gaara…"
Naruto shook his head and paled slightly. "Slaves are not to call their master by name. Slaves are only to say a master's name to identify their master. Besides, I am a slave, you are the Emperor… I am unworthy to know your name, let alone say it."
Gaara chuckled, "You'll deny me the right to plunder your body for pleasure, but you'll obediently refuse to say my name? You have some strange beliefs."
Gaara turned to Naruto. His eyes were dry now. They were like self-contained oceans with bottomless depths. Naruto found himself wanting to drown in them.
"M-mas…ter?" he asked breathily. Gaara raised his hand. Using his forefinger and thumb, he removed his ring and tossed it onto the stairs. Then, he gently disconnected the silver cord and carefully removed the blonde's slave collar.
"Just for tonight… let's forget what we are. Let's be equals. I am Gaara, and you are Naruto. Let's be friends. Let's talk and play and relax as friends would. Not as master and slave. Not as Kazekage and subject. No. Let's just be two guys… 'chilling' I believe is the best term."
Naruto blinked. He was free. Free. No collar meant that he had no master. He could run, and not be punished… but… then Gaara would be alone… Gaara had obviously endured so much hurt in his life… he couldn't abandon him like that… could he? He nervously sipped his drink.
He turned to look at Gaara. He knew right then that he couldn't. "Gaa… ra…" he said, drawing the name out, savoring the freedom it gave him.
Gaara laughed heartily, "Yes! That's more like it. Now… would you like to play a game? I have chess… and that weird chess from Konoha… I can't for the life of me remember its name."
Naruto smiled, "It's called shoji. And it's a lot more advanced than this nation's chess."
Gaara looked at him, "You're from Konoha?" he asked.
Naruto nodded, drinking a bit more from his glass, "Yeah. I was… sold to some traders and… ended up here."
Gaara sighed, "So… you were kidnapped, then? That's what normally happens."
Naruto smiled and shook his head, "My family was murdered right in front of my eyes, and the murderer sold me instead of killing me. Apparently, he had a problem with my father. I can't remember. I was only two."
Gaara stared at Naruto. Something wasn't right. Something was off… way off… "How can you smile and say that? That's horrible!"
"Oh… well… I've gotten over it and accepted my new life as a slave. I was lucky… he sold me to a pleasure slave dealer, but that man went out of business before he could train me, so I was sold to a household slave dealer. So… yeah," replied Naruto.
Gaara shook his head and began to respond, only to be interrupted by a clamor at the door. He started to turn, but was quickly pulled down by Naruto. He looked down, only to see the blonde pushing his toga top off of his shoulder and lowering the bottom slightly, revealing a creamy tan hip.
"What are you doing?" he asked furiously. Naruto pressed his finger to his lip.
"You're supposed to be molesting me… I'm just playing the part…" replied the blonde. Gaara's eyes flashed with understanding, and he pressed himself against the blonde just as the door opened.
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed the voice of the little boy that ran in, tear pouring down his face. Gaara immediately jumped off the blonde. The little boy hurled himself from the steps. Gaara caught him, but the speed and force of the boy knocked him back onto the cushions. Glancing to the side, he saw that Naruto had re-clothed himself and had moved off to the side.
"D-daddy!!!" the little boy sobbed. Naruto stared at the small child, taking in his appearance. He was small, no older than five years. He had soft looking red hair, a lighter shade than the male he clung to furiously. Watery green eyes and a small nose and mouth dominated his face. His skin was slightly darker than the man he held onto for dear life.
Gaara rubbed his back and made soothing noises, "Shh… shhh… calm down little one… pup… shhh… it's okay… daddy's here… shh… what's wrong?"
The boy rubbed his face into the ruler's clothing, sniffling softly. "Daddy… the… the guards di'in wanna lemme in… an teacher… teacher said I was a naughty boy an' that I was a-gonna be a monster like you… but… he was ly'in… you ain't a monster… why he say that Daddy? Why he be mean?" the boy sobbed, his words slightly muffled by the cloth of his father's clothes.
Naruto smiled softly at the childish way the boy spoke. It was so cute…
Gaara sighed, "Shh… it's okay… you're not a bad boy… shh… don't listen to teacher when he says stuff like that… shh… it's okay Kaowru… shh… calm down… shhh… relax… shhh…"
The guards ran into the room. "Ah… sir! Our humblest apologies, we tried to stop him…" said the first guard. However, the man's next words died in his throat as he saw the look the ruler gave him.
"You… tried to stop my son from seeing me? You admit this? You would deny my son his right to see his own father? How dare you show your face here?" said the young ruler, his voice progressively softening. The guards backed away slightly.
"My lord… you had a… guest… and we thought that you would not want the prince to see… a guest… indisposed…" said the second guard. Gaara glared at them.
"When it comes to my son, I'm never too busy for my son, regardless of what might occupy my attention at the moment. However… I appreciate your consideration for my child's innocence… I'll deal with you tomorrow. Do not disturb me for the rest of the evening… otherwise, I might need to rethink my… leniency…" ordered the calming ruler. The guards hastily left the room. Gaara returned to calming the child.
"Shh… Kaowru… it's okay… daddy's here… relax… don't cry… shhh…" he said whilst rubbing the whimpering child's back. Slowly, the boy stopped crying. He sniffled and lifted his head from Gaara's chest.
The boy sniffled slightly and smiled. He rubbed his eyes and sighed. "Tank-you daddy… I'm sowy I rwan in here…" he said. Gaara smiled and laughed.
"No pup, you never need permission to come in here, you know that. Feel better now?" he asked. The boy sniffled and nodded. Gaara chuckled.
"Good! Now… I think it's a little past your bed-time. Let's get you tucked in," he said. The boy sniffled and smiled. Naruto felt his heart melt. This boy was so adorable!
"'k Daddy!" the boy said. Gaara stood up and carried the boy up the steps. He turned back and smiled softly at Naruto. Naruto smiled back. Gaara walked into the living area of the room and opened a door next to the game table. It revealed a hall with another door at the end. He vanished behind the door. Naruto settled back and waited. About five minutes later, Gaara reappeared and slowly closed the heavy door. He made his way back to the pillow pile, stopped to pick up his ring, and settled back down. He motioned to Naruto to come closer, and the blonde did.
"So… I thought you were a virgin… but… you have a kid… hmm… me thinks yon red-head doth lyst verily…" teased the blonde. Gaara sighed.
"First of all… that's an oxymoron. Lying truthfully?" the red-head responded jokingly. Naruto smiled and laughed.
"yeah yeah… but… seriously, where did the cutie come from? He's so adorable. I mean, don't take this the wrong way, you're not bad looking, I'm just wondering… he looks like you, and he calls you daddy, is he your real son, or an adopted one, or something else and… I'm just going to shut up now…" trailed off the blonde, lowering his head nervously. He finished the drink Gaara poured him. He felt a little more relaxed.
"Well, I'm not offended. Sometimes I ask myself if he's really mine too… but when I look into his eyes, I know he is. And… thanks… he is pretty cute…" the red-head chuckled nervously.
The blonde perked up. Now that he was sure the red-head wasn't mad, he could ask him the question that really bothered him.
"So… if you're a virgin, but you have a son… how did that happen? I mean… are you REALLY a virgin, I mean, you haven't actually… uh… known the pleasures of the feminine form?" said the blonde, pausing for a moment to figure out how to ask the last part.
Gaara sighed. He looked down, avoiding eye contact with the blonde, "When… when I was tweleve… I was a sickly child. Well, I had always been a sickly child. But…one day, my personal physician… told me he had a treatment that could help… He… touched me like my uncle did… but not… he… masturbate me into a cup, claiming that I'd feel better afterwards. After he… finished me, he left. I was confused… but… nine months later, my father summoned me to a medic room. The doctor was there in chains. His daughter was lying dead on the bed, and a crying child was lying next to her. He… looked like me. I was confused. Father asked me if the doctor had touched me, and I answered truthfully. He ordered the doctor executed, and explained to me that the doctor took my seed and impregnated his own daughter. He planned to poison me and use the child as a claim to the throne. Father said he would have the child killed, but I begged him to let me raise him. He was my son… my own flesh and blood… I couldn't let him be killed because of the circumstances of his birth. So… father let me keep him and I named him Kaowru."
Naruto paled. This guy had a lot of molestation in his past… it was sad really. He had never been touched simply because the person touching him cared for him. It was either for sick pleasure, attempted murder, or for the hopes of usurping the throne. No wonder he was so… eccentric.
Naruto was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't realize Gaara was staring at him. Gaara broke the silence.
"Ah… sorry to bother you with my past… um… did you want to play a game?" he asked nervously.
Naruto shook his head. "Gaara… I… I'm sorry for what you've gone through… I… I wouldn't be half as sane as you are if I went through that…" he said. Gaara smiled and shook his head.
"Don't assume I'm sane. I just hide my insanity very well," he replied.
"Nah… you're not crazy. You're just a little… unusual," argued the blonde.
"No… I'm crazy… I made coping mechanisms during my… issues… and they became warped voices that tend to say things like… 'kill them before they hurt you'… but… I normally can control it… unless I get angry…" explained the red-head. Naruto comically sweat dropped.
'File that under important info… don't make him mad…' he thought to himself.
Suddenly, however, the gravity of what was being revealed to him became apparent. This guy had never know a gentle, caring touch of another person besides his son… he had never known love… even temporary love…
"Gaara… I… um… can I… ah… I'm sorry," he said, blushing slightly. Gaara turned to him, a curious look on his face.
"Sorry for wha!" his question was muffled by the blonde's lips pressing against his. It was a tentative kiss, tenderness and fear evident in the lips of the giver.
Gaara's eyes widened. This was different than Yashamaru… this was different than Uncle or the doctor… there was… caring in this… but…
The blonde pulled back, his face burning, eyes closed, and his heart racing. He just knew that the next words he would hear would be his death sentence. After a few second passed and no death threats were issued, he peeked open his right eye and chanced a glance at the ruler. The red head had his hand to his lip, a curious and confused expression on his face.
Naruto swallowed nervously. Well, he was already as good as dead… so… might as well…
"Just for tonight… if you want… I'd… I'd want to show you what real pleasure and… caring… can feel like… if you want," he said nervously. He closed his eyes and awaited the blow he was sure to come.
"Ah… you… want to… show me… what caring would feel like… why?" he asked weakly.
Naruto, steadily gaining courage, replied, "Because no one should have to go through life relating one of the most… wonderful things humans have with cold, harsh, uncaring mechanics… Just for tonight, if you want… I'd show you what… making love is really supposed to feel like…"
Gaara blushed. "I… know what it's supposed to feel like… and I know what to do, too… but… I've just never done it… I… don't think I can… every time I imagined myself with another person… I felt cold and afraid… I… I-umph" he explained, but was cut short when the blonde pushed him back and straddled his waist. The blonde leaned down and kissed him again. Like the last time, it was full of gentle caring.
Naruto looked him in the eye. Gaara felt nervous. He realized that the blonde was waiting for his consent. He slowly nodded. Why not live a little before he died?
The blonde smiled happily. "I… I don't want to make you… um…" The blonde blushed, closed his eyes and dropped his head to his chest.
"Gaara… I want you to be on top!" he said rapidly. Gaara smiled.
"Thank you… so much," replied the red-head. He gently pressed the blonde onto the soft cushions beneath them. The blonde whimpered.
Gaara gently, nervously kissed him. The kiss was shy and curious. The red-head's tongue gently stroked Naruto's lips. Naruto eagerly opened his lips, allowing Gaara to curiously investigate his mouth. Seconds faded to eternity as the two curiously experimented with each other's mouths. This was a first for both; the red-head's first experience with another willing person, and the blonde's first experience with another male.
Naruto moaned softly into the kiss. Something about the smooth, velvety tongue invading his mouth was so… pleasurable and enjoyable. So far… he didn't mind being with another guy. In fact… it was kind of nice feeling firm muscle instead of soft curves… and it was really nice not having to do all the work.
The red-head broke the kiss. He stared down at the blonde. His eyes were half-closed. He was panting for breath, and there was a nice blush across his cheek and nose.
'Beautiful… he's… beautiful,' thought the aroused ruler.
"Ah… that was… nice," said the blonde, his blush renewed with vengeance. He was blushing because he felt the ruler's… interest in him pressing against his leg.
Gaara smiled softly at him. He stood and gently disrobed the blonde. Then, he removed his own toga. The blonde gulped. That was…
"Wow…" he said, "Um… that's going to sting a little…"
Gaara chuckled nervously at him. "Ah… I'll be gentle… and I'll go slowly. The last thing I'd want is to hurt such a beautiful creature and have him mad at me."
Naruto swallowed heavily and nodded. Suddenly, a wicked idea flashed through his head. He smiled. He motioned Gaara closer. The red-head obliged, curious as to what the blonde was planning. He had seen the look that flashed across the blonde's face.
Naruto gently gripped the length of hot flesh so close to his face. It was impressive. The blonde swallowed heavily. He curiously squeezed it. The result was a loud moan from the owner. The blonde smiled, enjoying the power that holding this organ gave him over his seme. He gently pushed back the foreskin of the throbbing organ to reveal a weeping head. Curiously, he licked at the leaking slit. The fluid was slippery and a little salty… it wasn't nasty, like he thought it would be. The red-head's knees buckled slightly and he groaned loudly.
"Gah… do that again… please…" plead the emperor.
The blonde happily obliged. He lashed the tip of the member with his tongue several times, collecting more of the fluid. Gaara groaned and pressed his manhood closer to the blonde's lips. Naruto decided then and there, that he was going to make this man cum, and cum hard.
He carefully opened his mouth and guided the head of Gaara's shaft into his mouth. Gaara groaned heavily and his knees buckled again. Naruto removed the head. Gaara made a noise that could only be interpreted as 'no! Put it back!'
"Uh… lie down…" he said nervously. Gaara eagerly plopped down on the cushions. Naruto settled between his legs and resumed his ministrations.
Gaara groaned as hot wetness engulfed his member. The blonde's tongue gently stroked the tip of his cock while the mouth around it suckled like a newborn babe. He panted softly. The blonde… he knew what he was doing…
"Ah… you're… good at this… you've… done this… before?" he managed out. Naruto looked up at him; mouth still wrapped around the shaft, and shook his head. He released the member with a pop.
"Nope," he said, licking his lips, "I just know what I like. I figured you'd like it too."
Gaara smirked, "You're smarter than you think. Wait here," he said. He practically ran to a door next to the bed. He disappeared behind said door, and returned moments later with a clear vile.
"Some bath oil… it will make things go easier…" he said, blushing slightly. Naruto laughed.
"You're cute when you blush," he said. A look of indignation crossed the red-head's face. He strode over to the pile, stood in front of the blonde, and began his raid.
"I am a Kazekage. I don't look cute. Fierce, sure. Insane, in my case, acceptable. Handsome, possibly. But – oh god!!!" he gasped as the blonde hungrily engulfed his dick.
Naruto pulled back with another pop. "You talk too much…and that means a lot coming from me…" he said.
Gaara smiled. He opened the vial. Gently, he pressed the blonde back onto one of the larger cushions. Coating his fingers, he smiled nervously and said, "This might hurt a bit, but I promise, I'll make it feel better."
Naruto swallowed heavily and nodded. He leaned back and spread his legs, granting access to the most private areas of his body. Gaara smiled. He gently stroked the pink pucker with his fingers, coating it with oil. Then, he carefully pressed one finger into the blonde. The blonde closed his eyes and whimpered.
"Ah… that… feels weird!" he gasped.
"Shh… I promise you'll enjoy it in a minute. Shh…"
Gaara leaned up and blew gently on the waning tip of the blonde's erection. Then, curiously, he stroked it with his tongue. Finding the taste appealing, he hungrily engulfed the blonde's throbbing organ. The blonde groaned, and his ring tightened around Gaara's finger.
Gaara carefully probed the blonde, easing his hole into relaxation. Then, he added a second finger, repeating the process. The blonde whimpered. Gaara scissored his fingers, stretching the blonde more. Then, he carefully inserted the third finger. Pumping them in and out caused the blonde to gasp.
"Ah… that feels weirder!" he groaned. Gaara tilted his movements up, and the blonde screamed.
"AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Gaara smiled. The blonde looked at him, "D-do that again!" he said.
Gaara obliged, rapidly striking the blonde's pleasure spot. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked playfully.
"Please…. NOOOO!!!!!!!" yelled the blonde. Gaara chuckled. He pulled his finger out.
"NO!" yelled the blonde again. Gaara 'sh'ed' him and positioned himself between the blonde's legs.
"Relax, now."
Naruto nodded. He was excited. He wanted to feel the ruler inside of him. Gaara granted his wish. With one fell swoop, he buried himself deep in the sacred regions of the blonde's body. Naruto screamed.
"Shh… it's best just to relax… shh… I'm all the way in. You're doing great… shh…" he said, gently stroking the blonde's hair. Naruto slowly calmed down.
"Ow… that hurt… I thought you said you'd go slow…" he complained. Gaara gently gripped is wilting erection and the complaints died.
"Like a bandage, I felt that the initial… ah… thrust should be quick…" he said. He gently started to move his hips against the blonde's. Naruto moaned. He'd never felt this before. He was full… so full… and happy… this was good.
"More!" pleaded Naruto. Gaara chuckled and slowly withdrew. Naruto moaned at the sensation. The red-head plunged back in, and Naruto yelped.
"Ah!"
"Relax…ready for the fun part?" teased the ruler. Naruto whimpered in response. Gaara slowly picked up his pace, gently thrusting into the blonde. Naruto's yelps became screams and the blunt end of the red-head's cock pounded his prostate.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed. Gaara groaned softly and continued his pace. The blonde was reduced to a pile of whimpers and pleas for more. Sweat dripped from Gaara's body to mingle with the sweat on Naruto's body. The blonde groaned. Tears formed in his eyes.
"Ah… please… more… ah…" he gasped, tears starting to fall.
Gaara leaned down and kissed at the tears. Then, in an act unlike anything he had done before, he kissed the blonde fully on the lips. Naruto's moans were swallowed into Gaara's throat. The blonde's nails dug deeply into Gaara's back. Naruto broke the kiss and screamed one last time. His release coated the ruler's body. The blonde clung to Gaara, riding out his orgasm.
Gaara groaned. Feeling the pleasure the blonde felt was incredible. Each spurt of the blonde's abundant seed resulted in a tightening of the blonde's channel. It was incredible. With one last thrust, he poured himself into the blonde. Naruto whimpered as he felt the hot, sticky fluid bathe his insides. The hot, salty seed burned the slight tears in his passage, causing a strangely erotic pain. He whimpered and collapsed onto the cushions. Faintly, he felt the red-head disengage himself from the blonde. The red-head said something, but the blonde was too far gone to hear him. Sleep quickly claimed him. The nasty does make one tired…
******* End Flashback: Thanks for sticking with me…*******
"Are you alive?" asked the red-head. Naruto blinked… how long had he been lost in his thoughts?
"Naru… are you okay? Your eyes are spacey…" inquired the red-head, a strong sense of worry in his voice.
"You… you don't regret it, do you?" he asked. Naruto blinked and thought about it. Did he regret it? He never thought of sleeping with another guy. Honestly… he had often thought of it as disgusting… but… something about it seemed so right… did he regret it?
He finally managed to sit up. Gaara move a little to the side, then behind him. He wrapped his arms around the blonde's upper torso.
"I'm… sorry… I shouldn't have gone through with it… you said stop a few times… but… I just…" stuttered the red-head. Naruto moaned softly and leaned back into the embrace. Suddenly, he felt a warm wetness on the back of his neck. Gaara… was crying… for him…
"No. I defiantly don't regret it. I'm just confused. I don't regret it because it was the most amazing, mind blowing experience I've ever had… and that's why I'm confused. I've always thought sleeping with another guy was disgusting… but now… I just can't make myself think that anymore. I feel different… I feel… stated in a way that I've never felt before. I've had my share of girls… some were consensual, others were for breeding or entertainment for the master… but I never, ever felt as fulfilled and completed as I do now…" explained the blonde.
Gaara sighed into the golden locks. "I'm sorry I caused you to question yourself… Naruto… I… I'm sorry for troubling you with my burdens… but…" Gaara gently pushed Naruto away. He turned the blonde around and smiled at him. "I want you to have this," he said. He took his ring from his right hand and placed it in the blonde's left hand.
"This is my seal. Without it, there are no laws. While another could be made, this one holds something special. It holds my power, and… now… it holds my trust and… care, for you. I want you to hold this. Keep it close. From now on… you have to consent to laws. I'm… going to announce you to the Senate today as my Prime Minister," he said, gently closing the blonde's hand. He smiled.
Naruto's eyes widened and he shook his head furiously. "No! No… I can't do that… I'm a slave… and… your reputation… and… no… people would say it was because I slept with you… no. I can't do that."
Gaara frowned, "I don't care what they think…" he said.
Naruto shook his head and handed the ring back to him, "No… besides… I don't know anything about politics… thanks though…" he leaned over and picked up his collar.
"I'm sorry master, but if that is all you would have me do, Master Torrius will be wanting me to return soon," he said, gently reapplying the collar to his neck. Gaara frowned.
"You're not going back," he said. He turned the blonde around and removed the collar. He threw it far across the room. Naruto tilted his head to the side. Gaara stood and walked to the door. He called a guard to him.
"Summon Torrius Lucardo to the audience room. Tell the Senate that I'll be late in attending," he told the guard. Naruto blinked. Gaara walked to the wardrobe and opened it. He selected two soft white toga cloths, two braided belts, and a red tunic. He smiled gently and walked over to the blonde.
"Let's take a bath, eh?" he said, a playful tone in his voice. The blonde blushed and gulped softly. For some reason… he felt like he'd need a bath after his bath… and despite all of the mental confusion and emotional turmoil he was going through… he didn't mind the thought.
Kratos: Okay, so… a few notes
Gaara has a very troubled past. What's scary, is the second part – the conception of Kaowru – is based on a very vivid dream I had a few years ago.
The lemon in this chapter was, for some reason, the hardest one I've ever written…
I am the king of the ellipse. I've used over 100 ellipses in one chapter… that's another one… and another one… and another one etc.
I'm not quite sure how this story is going to end… the voices tell me what to write.
I love reviews. I was ecstatic when I got two reviews right off the bat… but saddened when they both said that there were "minor mistakes". I'm not quite sure what they're talking about, but I'm in the process of reviewing. To the Devastating Sisters and Alcorin, thank you so much for your insults, and yes, I mean insults. I love insults. They helped to knock me off my cloud of "perfect writing". I have no idea what I would do without honest, serious critiquing from dedicated readers and authors. My sincerest thanks.
I'M SO SORRY, BUT I WON'T BE ABLE TO UPDATE FOR A WHILE. I'M MOVING INTO MY DORM, AND WON'T HAVE A PC FOR A FEW WEEKS!!!!!!!!! PLEASE STILL LOVE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M SORRY ABOUT ANY MISTAKES, BUT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, I DECIDED TO POST CH. 2 BEFORE I GO TO COLLEGE… REGARDLESS OF HOW CRAPPY IT MAY LOOK!!!!!!!!!
Nicholae: Um… shouldn't you respond to the reviewers? It would be polite…
Alexei: Yeah! And give them cookies to make them review more! Or… give me cookies and I'll make them review more… -evil glint-
Kratos: -ignorant of glint- Oh? How would you make the review more?
Alexei: I have rope, a pickle, two matches, a bong, and a taser… I think I can manage…
Kratos, Nicholae: _... What?
Alexei: Um… I mean… through the irresistible power of cuteness! –Five trillion kilowatt beam of ubercuteness-
Kratos: Aw… he's so cute!!!
Nicholae: I feel like we're forgetting something…
Alexei: Yeah… you're forgetting to give me cookies and respond to the viewers!
Kratos: Yeah… that's it… -gives cookie to Alexei- Uh… here I go
Alcorion- Thank you for saying that my story was interesting.
Devestating Sisters- Ah, wonderful to hear from you lovely ladies again. Kitsune-chan, Sorry about the pace… and the chapter length… but sometimes, I can't make myself stop! Berry-chan, I know the master/slave thing has been beaten to death, sodomized, and castrated (did he just make a necrophilia castration joke? Yes. Yes he did), but… when I saw the show, it had Nero talking to his guard, and then he looks over and sees this gorgeous male slave… yummy… anyway…Thanks for the advice on the reading, I posted it without even proofreading… I'm lucky not to have the grammar police arrest me. Thank you both very much.
MoonlightSnow's Mystery- Well… sorry to kill you with suspense… that's the third time this week… thanks for loving my story!
Thedragonninjamurcury- First, may I say that is quite a name. I digress. Thank you for enjoying my work. I find that the greatest pleasure for an author is to have someone concur on what they think: that their work is great. No author fully thrives on "it sucked, burn in hell you homo-fag!!!" even though they're fun to read. Likewise, nothing but constructive criticism also damages a person's esteem. Ironically, I got two reviews saying "a few mistakes" and then right afterwards, I got two reviews saying "It's awesome". That was a nice balance!
Yami Tenshi: last but not least, my dark angel. Wonderful to hear from you again. Ah… Khan, Khan, Khan… I feel like Captain Kirk… Anyway… Nero was insane… but he was good too… he's actually funny. He committed suicide by plunging a knife through this under-jaw and into his skull. As he did it, he said, "Truly the world is losing a great actor." (Or something similar) His last words… wow…
No, I am not in your area... I don't think, anyway. They'd never find me. A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti. Ah… I love Silence of the Lamb… I first saw it when I was like… eight… Dr. Hannibal Lecter is my hero. My mom was very… open minded… Yes… silly parental units… some too silly… -cue twilight music-
Kratos: Okay, so… this time, the review quota is… fifty.
Nicholae: Are we really going to do this again?
Kratos: Forty.
Nicholae: I'm not going to do this.
Kratos: Thirty.
Nicholae: So… HEY! Alexei… where are you going with that rope? And what's that pickle for… WHAT THE HELL DO YOU HAVE A BONG FOR?!??!?!!?!?!?
Kratos: Twenty.
Alexei: Um… I was… going to find hungry potheads… lure them in with the bong… and… tie them up and feed them pickles? –ubercuteness beam-
Kratos: uh… five? –fawns over Alexei-
Nicholae: Yeah… five… -tries to cuddle Alexei, but he escapes-
Mikhael: -appears from nowhere- FREEDOM!!!! Ah… what happened… aw… Alexei's being cute…
Alexei: Read and review… or I'll come for you! –brandishes the pickle-