Disclaimer: I think we all know by now that I do not own Naruto. So before you all start the questions as to why, just enjoy this new installment. I know you've all been patiently, and some impatiently, waiting for this chapter. So enjoy!
WARNING: Strong yaoi situations in this chapter! And for those of you who don't know what that means, it means this chapter is all about malexmale, hot boy on boy smex action! And I'm going to say, forget M! By what I just read, it might be closer to R. Woopsie! If this offends you in any way, please feel free to go back and wait for the next chapter. And strong language. Thank you!
Rehabilitation
Chapter 16
Once the door was closed and locked behind him Naruto paused, unsure of what he wanted to do next. Should he go slowly or should he just jump right into it? Well, of course he knew he had to go slow if he didn't want to scare Gaara away but the question was how slow did he go about it? Contrary to what you might believe, Naruto had been doing some research before this night so he could...perfect his skill, so to speak. Theoretically he knew what to do and he had practiced a lot in preparation for this night, although he'd never actually expected it to come.
"Naruto? Is something wrong?" Gaara sounded amazingly calm for what had just transpired and what was to come now. Inside he was quaking, his mind anxiously sifting through all the possibilities of the hows and whys of the next few hours but outwardly nothing seemed to be wrong. That is, except for the slight beads of sweat on his brow that betrayed his slight trepidation towards the situation.
Naruto flinched at the question, shaking his head. "No, it's not that something's wrong. It's just that-I don't know how-I'll just go ahead and ask it. I imagine you wouldn't know much about this so I'll just show you this." He knelt on his floor, his ass sticking up and waving in the air as he searched around under his bed for the correct manga he was looking for. He pulled it out and stood, jumping a few inches when he noticed that Gaara had stealthily moved closer, almost running into him before flipping through the manga. "I ordered this off the computer a few weeks back, when I first began noticing my...feelings. This and other books, that is, but I like this one the best. It's by one of my favorite authors, Naono Bohra, and is called Three Wolves Mountain. Here, you have, in a relationship like ours, a seme and uke. This is the uke," He pointed to a page where a man with black hair seemed to be writhing, his legs spread as a blonde's fingers delved in and out of his ass. "And this is the seme." The next picture, this one of the blond apparently avidly and passionately kissing the older man, appearing about ready to mount the other man. "I know you don't like pain, and I've practiced this a lot myself so I wouldn't mind being the uke, but I'll leave the choice up to you."
Gaara stared curiously at the pictures on the two pages, and then the ones on the next few pages, studying as both men seemed to be lost in the ecstasy that came from shoving one's thick dick into the other man's ass. He felt nothing looking at them and shrugged before handing the book back to Naruto to put away. "It doesn't matter to me. You are right; I wouldn't like any pain but since this was your idea I'll let you choose whichever position you want."
Naruto nibbled his lip in indecision, groaning when Gaara took the chance to lean in close, sucking that abused lip into his own mouth to nibble on. Just that simple action reminded him of their earlier actions and he felt his shaft throb with wanting. He had to breathe deeply to answer the redhead lest he let go and just jump him. "W-well, we can start off with me being on b-bottom. If you want later we can s-switch it up." His hips were already subtly thrusting foreword, aching for that pleasure from before. He waited though until Gaara nodded his affirmation before leading the other to his bed, the bed they'd been sharing for a while now but never in this way. His instincts wanted to just push the redhead onto the bed, strip him, worship his body and begin fucking him, bringing them both to the brink within minutes. Thankfully however his rational side was in control and warned him to go slow. Gaara was like a wild animal, trusting him now but liable to run at the first hint of uncertainty. And Naruto vowed to never make him want to run.
"Naruto?" Gaara's look was questioning; they were just standing beside the bed, not doing anything.
"Oh, sorry; I was thinking. Why don't you find a comfortable position? Like leaning against the wall." With a quiet nod Gaara sat down on the bed, scooting until his back rested against the wall and his legs were spread out, flat on the spread. With a grimace Naruto carefully sat in between them, trying not to in any way get the cloth of his pants to rub against his erection. With an inner feline grace he leaned foreword until he was a breath away from Gaara's lips, practically panting in anticipation for those heavenly lips. Searching those turquoise eyes he found acceptance, confusion, and to a degree warmth. Smiling gently he leant foreword the rest of the way, catching those lips again. Sweet, sweet warmth and wetness. It was like dipping into melting ice cream and he loved it. Gaara's own unique flavor. He could practically drown in it. Unaware he did so, Naruto began to slowly press foreword, tilting his head for a better angle as he sank more into that cavern. For now this was enough, and he wasn't just thinking that because this position put his hardness in a wonderful position against the bed for slight friction. He could definitely get used to this real fast.
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"You know, I think Naruto planned this." Ino grunted, her head resting in the palm of her hand.
"What do you mean?" Sai, who'd migrated over to her couch sometime earlier, asked, turning to look at her.
"Well, look around you." She answered, waving a hand.
He did. Itachi had long ago drawn Kakashi up and pushed him against a random wall, removing the man's pants and lifting up his knees to fuck him against said wall. Kakashi seemed oblivious to any audience, the visible part of his face flushed and covered with sweat as he was pounded into without mercy. He didn't even seem to mind being pressed against the wall so hard with every thrust. Shino and Kiba were once again at it, this time collapsed in the hallway with the glasses-wearing boy trapping the dog lover beneath him, grinding him into the carpet as he tugged on the boy's visible, dripping shaft. Even lazy Shikamaru was getting some, his eyes closed and his head tilted back as the Hyuuga thrust up into him to the beat of the music still blaring. At least they had the decency to cover themselves with someone's jacket, not that it did any good. Zabuza and Haku didn't. The older bandaged man hadn't moved from his earlier spot except to bend his boyfriend over the coffee table, spreading the boy's legs so he could thrust strongly between them to wring out each and every screech from the boy's mouth. If the light in his eyes was anything to go by he thought he was doing a great job.
Sai shrugged. "You mean the fact that the party turned pretty much into an orgy?"
Ino nodded. "Yeah! Had I known this was going to happen I would have brought somebody for myself!" Not that she was complaining. In fact, she was sneaking a few pictures herself, her inner yaoi fangirl squealing with happiness. Maybe she could sell a few of these....
Sai shrugged again and stood. All this orgy-ness was giving him a hard-on; he needed to find a good guy to get himself off. And that DJ didn't look like too bad of a catch.
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Naruto didn't know how long the two of them made out. It felt like hours but could have only been half, or even just long minutes. It could have been half the night. All he did know was that sometime during it all Gaara's shirt had been removed and the boy had acquired numerous bruises on his neck, Naruto catching one or two himself. The redhead's hands had completely messed up the blonde's hair, mussing it beyond its normal rough style and nearly scratching his skull with his nails every time the pleasure from certain bites lanced through him. He'd been holding himself back pretty good, discounting the occasional flicks of his hips against the bed, but he didn't want to keep holding it in. He needed Gaara, and he wanted Gaara to need him back.
"Mm..." Gaara murmured, feeling Naruto pull back and slowly lifting his lids to stare into darkened cerulean blue. He could see at the bottom of his vision the thick trail of combined saliva that still connected their lips, could feel the warm exhalations from Naruto's mouth as he panted above him. Why had Naruto stopped? He'd been enjoying all the attention. He went to speak but Naruto began before he could.
"I-I want to do more, Gaara. I won't go all the way yet, I'll just make you feel good, but I need to know if you're ready." I need you to be ready. He waited anxiously for Gaara's reply, his heart practically stopping its beating.
"...I am. You're my-my friend, and you've promised not to hurt me. I trust you and I'm ready." It was true. There wasn't yet an inkling of fear in his body at what was to come. Naruto had his complete trust.
Naruto could have whooped for joy. But instead he merely smiled and gave Gaara a quick, chaste kiss before trailing his lips down to Gaara's neck, making sure to lick each and every bruise he'd left there. He felt Gaara's breath quicken with each flick of his tongue and grinned, stiffening his tongue as he went further down. There was a tensing of Gaara's muscles as he reached the ribs so he gently patted the other's thigh, moving up again till he reached the location of where the heart was. Smirking, he allowed his tongue to make a wet picture of a heart, kissing the middle of it when he was done.
"What are you doing?" Gaara asked, a catch in his voice. For a moment he'd remembered harsh hands, kicks, words that didn't belong to his blond. But feeling the cooling area of his new "heart," it all seemed to melt into the background, soundless noise that didn't penetrate the barrier that was being erected.
"I'm showing you my feelings." Naruto allowed his bum to rest on the mattress, placing his legs so they spread out and rested over both of Gaara's knees. It was easier to lean foreword now, to reach the dusky nipples that seemed to plead for his caress. For his tongue, his lips, his teeth.
Gaara caught his breath when Naruto's flattened tongue ran over the soft nub, shivering as pleasure once more lanced through him, sharper than before. Naruto paused to catalogue his reaction before flicking the muscle over it again, feeling it begin to harden under his touch. His arms went to either side of Gaara, helping to hold him steady as he lavished attention on where he was positive no one had ever touched Gaara. He thought he heard Gaara's breath deepen as he grew stronger in his attention, quickly sucking on his fingers to give attention to the other hard nub as he nipped lightly on the first. He was sure he heard Gaara gasp softly at that and nuzzled closer, slipping one hand beneath the redhead's waistband to ghost across the hardness he definitely felt there. He heard another gasp, this one still pleasure-filled with an undertone of agitation. He glanced up.
"Okay? Remember Gaara, I won't do anything you don't want me to. As soon as you feel even the least bit uncomfortable and afraid and need me to stop, just tell me to stop. I promise I will, no matter what stage we're at or how much I want to continue." That didn't mean he'd like it but he'd do anything to make sure Gaara would want to try this again sometime. But at the moment he mentally stepped back, admiring his handiwork. Gaara's neck and upper chest glistened with saliva, his lips were moist and parted to suck air in almost noiselessly, and Naruto's tan hand was still beneath his pants, adding more to the obvious bulge that was beneath it. But he didn't seem to know what to do with his hands. First they reached up, as if to tangle once more in blond locks, then fell to his shoulders before just limply laying on the bed. He made a beautiful picture and Naruto stealthily rubbed against the bed, hating that he got even harder just thinking about that sexy body.
Gaara was quiet for a long moment, staring at a point beyond his head as he contemplated his words. "I am uncomfortable but I don't want you to stop. I like what you're doing, and want it to continue. But I feel like I should be doing something. This feels weird, that you are the only one doing anything." He watched as his blond seemed to visibly brighten at his words, his hand trailing just a little bit further down his length and making him hiss in reaction. It didn't feel as good yet as when they were on the dance floor but it was getting there.
Naruto felt his heart lighten, then constrict at those words. Gaara wanted to play with him too! Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God! He wants me, he wants me to continue, he freaking WANTS me! Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes! I'll be able to get this hard cock up my ass sooner than I thought! He blushed darkly at the vulgar thoughts that immediately came to mind after Gaara spoke, but he couldn't do anything about them. They were what he truly thought. "Don't worry, Gaara. As soon as I prepare you for the pleasure to come you'll have more to do than you've thought before. And bringing you pleasure gives me pleasure too." Well, that wasn't exactly true, but he had to wait to get those hands on him. If he got them now there was a very good chance he wouldn't last till the main act.
Gaara tilted his head to the side but ultimately nodded. Naruto was the expert in these matters; he would leave everything up to him. For now. Another bright smile before Naruto leaned down, somehow divesting him of his pants before scooting back, leaning until he was level with an impressive cock. So this was what his redhead had been hiding from him. Hmmmm. I like. I like this a lot. God, just thinking about having that shoved into me... Naruto shivered, closing his eyes and letting loose a quiet moan at the images that slithered their way into his brain.
Gaara zeroed in on that noise, just like the one from that morning that seemed eons ago, wondering what had caused it. He hadn't done anything, had he? His thoughts were suddenly cut off, as if they'd been wires clipped with pliers, when that wet warmth he'd felt on his chest lapped at the slightly engorged tip of his erection. Calloused fingers circled the base and he couldn't resist looking down, seeing lips part and hot breath ghost over his tip. He shivered violently when those fingers contracted, slowly moving up and down as if getting him used to the immediate pleasure they caused. He tensed at first before relaxing, his hands clenching in the blanket below him. He felt his eyes beginning to cross and closed them but that only made his pleasure all the more intense. Then he felt those warm lips close over him and a deep suction draw him in and his mind completely blanked.
Naruto drew back and smacked his lips, admiring the pearly drop that escaped the slit of that bulbous tip, his hand moving in a steady, automatic rhythm he didn't even pay attention to. Unable to resist, he bent his head a few centimeters and flicked out his tongue, tasting that pearly substance. It was salty, somewhat tangy, and warm and sticky on the muscle. He grimaced at first at the taste but pushed it to the back of his mind, his tongue following it to its origin and digging itself into that tiny slit. He heard a strangled noise from above as he worked the inside of it, sucking the tip as he did so, and looked up. Gaara's flushed face was turned to the side, his eyes closed and his nostrils flaring as he panted harshly. His hands clutched Naruto's head close, giving him barely any room to breathe but a lot of room to please. There was nothing hotter than seeing his soon-to-be-lover flush with excitement, feel his limbs twitch with ecstasy, and hear his breath hitch as he sucked him off. Naruto couldn't wait any longer and stuffed three of his fingers into his mouth around that thick erection, sucking them, coating them with saliva as he somehow worked his pants down to his hips.
He felt like crying with relief as his own pulsing dick was let free; it cried for the attention of his wet fingers. But he resisted and instead trailed his fingers down his backside, searching for his already twitching hole. Circle the tight ring a few times, nudge the winking hole with a knuckle, flick his hips against the bed. Naruto groaned around Gaara's length, flattening his tongue as Gaara immediately pushed his hips up, sinking his cock further into his mouth until it reached the back of his throat. Gaara let loose what sounded suspiciously close to a whine; Naruto panted harshly and sank two wet fingers inside himself, automatically searching out the gland that would make him see stars. He found it nearly instantly from past practice, petting and nudging and practically fucking the mattress as well as his fingers. He was moaning around Gaara, feeling his head being pushed up and down in reflex action to cause maximum pleasure but he wasn't complaining. Instead he shuddered, already feeling a climax working itself upon him as he strove to give Gaara the same.
Gaara hissed and groaned as electricity seemed to dance upon his spine, thrusting up even as he pushed Naruto's face down. He worried that he was hurting Naruto with his forceful movements but he could hear the groans coming from beneath him. Feel them around him. Itachi had been right; this was better than anything he'd ever felt in his entire life. His muscles tightening in preparation for something, his back bowing, his balls drawing up as lightening arced through him. But he still felt like something was missing. With great effort Gaara opened his eyes and peeked down, stiffening at the sight below him. Naruto's clothed back, spread out in between his spread legs as his head was forced up and down, a look of utmost pleasure and serenity on his face. One hand connected to Gaara and the other at what looked to be an uncomfortable angle across his back, the hand down by his butt and his fingers-
Gaara groaned loudly, the sight of Naruto finger-fucking himself more erotic than him giving a blow job. Those tan fingers sinking into that stretched hole, hips pushing back against them as they stabbed deep into Naruto's body. The arched back, the toes curling into the blanket. Gaara's eyes widened, the pleasure peaking unexpectedly as his whole body pushed up, locking up as stars exploded behind his eyes and his semen erupted from his body, sliding slowly down Naruto's convulsing throat. Gaara sank back against the wall, opening his eyes-when had he closed them?-to see Naruto sitting on his lap, his own leaking erection rubbing shamelessly against Gaara's chest. There was a tiny streak of white escaping Naruto's mouth and the blond tongued it away.
"Did you like that, Gaara?" Naruto asked, smiling even as his body demanded its own release.
Gaara panted below him, unable to help staring at the blonde's own long, hard length. It dripped onto his chest, making him shiver in reaction and harden that quickly. The dark promise in that question could also have helped with that. "There's more, right? More you are going to show me?" He asked breathlessly, feeling his cock lengthen to press against the wet hole between Naruto's cheeks. It convulsed, as if welcoming him inside.
"Y-yeah, there's more. But only if you're ready. And if you liked that, you'll really like what comes next." Gaara nodded slowly, unconsciously sliding himself against Naruto's backside, and once again Naruto felt like shouting with relief. Instead he moaned lightly, gripping Gaara's hard length-how is he hard again so fast?-and lined himself up, sinking down. He hissed in pain as his ring of muscle reluctantly parted around the engorged head, experiencing for the first time a sharp stab of fear that perhaps this would hurt him way worse than he thought. He closed his eyes, sweat beading on his brow as he swallowed loudly, and felt a cold hand reach up and massage his cheek. Opening them again he found Gaara's flushed face staring at him, expressionless but Naruto caught the worry in his gaze. He smiled disarmingly, trying to relax as he sank down farther, wincing slightly at the sharp pain that zinged up his spine. Damn, he hadn't thought it would hurt this much.
"Naruto?" Gaara intoned, worried when he saw how pale Naruto suddenly became. Worse, his lips seemed to go gray. Naruto shook his head but Gaara was still concerned. So he did what the blond did to him when he seemed to be concerned; he kissed him. He heard Naruto gasp and still above him as their moist lips came in contact with each other, automatically parting for a foray of tongue playing. He felt Naruto sigh charmingly and wrap his arms around his neck, pushing closer to him as he let himself get lost in the battle for dominance. Gaara forgot his worry, Naruto forgot his pain as the kiss became more heated, their heads twisting this way and that as their hands caught and played with locks of hair, chins, chests, and other hands. Unbeknownst to either of them Naruto's body relaxed among the play and he sank down all the way, completely encasing Gaara's length inside his squeezing, slick heat. Gaara's breath hissed out between his teeth and into Naruto's mouth as he was suddenly surrounded by an inferno, his arms suddenly bruising around Naruto's back as he brought him as close as he could get him. Without much thought, acting on instinct the redhead pushed him back and away from the wall, falling on top of him as his back hit the mattress.
"Mmph!" Naruto groaned when Gaara's length pulsed inside him, brushing against his prostate and making his legs twitch and his cock jerk. Oh god, he felt like he'd die if he didn't get some kind of movement, of stimulation now! "Please, Gaara, please move!" "But I don't-" "Gaara!"
Gaara flinched at the needy note in the near shout of his name, trying to figure out what type of movement Naruto wanted. He remembered in the pictures reading words like "thrust, thrust"; "ah!"; and "schlik, schlik" but he still wasn't sure. And his instinct seemed inclined to abandon him at that moment. Truly unsure of himself he went to pull out, to stop this before he really hurt Naruto, but that movement drew his length against Naruto's prostate and caused the blond to moan loudly and clench around him. Gaara stilled and closed his eyes, breathing heavily.
"Yes, yes, Gaara, just like that! Hurry!" Naruto didn't care that he sounded desperate, he didn't care that he probably looked like a bitch in heat as he writhed against those fit hips, searching for the pleasure that made his muscles jerk and his mind fly to the sky. He wanted Gaara, dammit, and he wanted more of this!
"..." Gaara moved again, deliberately, pulling out a few more inches before sinking back inside, unable to resist the call of that heat. He felt his tip hit a small bundle of nerves, a little harder than intended, and heard Naruto give was actually sounded a screech but it didn't seem to be caused by pain. In fact, Naruto's hands clenched on his butt, pulling him closer rather forcefully, taking the matter into his own hands. "Like this, then?" He wondered aloud, locking his knees in place against the mattress and jerking his hips foreword.
"Nn! Haa, haa. Ah!" Naruto grunted with each movement, phantom pleasure skirting up his hips and spine to circulate his entire body as Gaara's dick somehow pressed against every area but where he longed for him. "Gaa-augh! Gaara, closer! Closer to-mmph!"
Gaara kissed him to get him to stop talking, finding the rhythm himself now and thrusting with abandon into the very receptive body beneath him. He actually amazed himself with how responsive he was being. With every gasp, every breath and moan from Naruto's irresistible mouth he felt like he was hardening even more, his thrusts gaining force until he was practically pounding into the body below. Naruto's hips had fallen open and allowed for him to move even closer, slowing down so he could grind into that enlarged gland that made Naruto's whole body twitch and jump. His uke was shivering violently against him, his barely there nails making angry red lines across his back as he was brought closer and closer to that edge he'd been riding for so long. Gaara himself felt that amazing end coming near, the already familiar tightening of his balls and dropping of his gut informing him that he would be experiencing the all-time high again soon. Naruto's neck arched painfully and he latched onto that tan neck, nipping it rather harshly as his thrusts became more erratic, slamming deep and harshly with each and every thrust. He felt feather light touches all over his body, light pinches that worked from his toes to his head.
The sand. His sand had felt his pleasure and worked itself over, sliding over his and Naruto's body in that odd way it moved. Gaara suddenly got an idea as he felt it move over his buttocks, shivering as he forced himself to stop moving, sharp pain ringing through his cock and back at the interruption of his near-orgasm.
"NO! No, Gaara, please! Don't stop, don't stop!" Naruto was nearly crying in frustration and sexual tension, trying to thrust up to get his own orgasm but Gaara held him down. He sobbed, unable to believe that he was so close but being denied.
"W-wait. Wait, Naruto. I want to do something else."
Those quiet, dark words penetrated the pleasured fog around Naruto's thoughts and he paused, clenching his fists against Gaara's back. "Try what? We're s-so close, Gaara, please don't go away now!" He could barely remember his own words from before that he'd stop if Gaara wanted to. But he'd thought Gaara was enjoying this too!
"I won't. I'm just going to move us around." True to his word Gaara simply used Naruto's knee to flip the blond over, feeling those muscles twist around his cock and groaning deeply. As soon as Naruto was resting on trembling knees he'd restarted his movement, pushing even deeper as he drew up Naruto's knee as far as it would go, spreading him as wide as he could for the best access.
Naruto sobbed into the mattress below him, nearly unable to bear the pleasure that tore through him as he was now brutally fucked from behind. This was way better than masturbation! He'd never thought Gaara would be this forceful, would even consider taking him like this. His tears cascaded down his face and onto the blankets, a face that twisted and clenched at the blistering electricity that spread outward from his abused behind. He'd thought he was close to finishing but he'd been wrong!
On and on Gaara fucked him until he was groaning like a whore, then fucked him some more until he was wailing like a banshee. Still more, harder was he pounded into without mercy until screams were torn from his abused throat, unnaturally loud and reverberating throughout the entire room and possibly house. Naruto flinched when he felt something rough sliding along his throbbing, leaking erection, but a murmur from Gaara and he allowed it; it felt like phantom fingers pulling and tugging at him. He shivered and thrashed beneath the redhead, his world narrowing until everything was centered on the hard flesh forcefully shoving itself deeply into his ass and the sand caressing his own swollen shaft. He couldn't breathe; he was so close...so close....
"Gaa-ah! *thrust* G-yaugh! *pant* *slam* Ah-augh! *haa* *thrust* ahh...." Naruto couldn't help calling out the name of his lover with each harsh thrust at his backside, needing some way to let out his pleasure besides the screams already escaping him. "Gaara, I'm goi-Ga-Gaara!!!" His back bowed completely, his neck jerked back to slam against Gaara's shoulder and his mind and sight went completely black as his orgasm literally ripped through him, his seed shooting out and staining sand and blanket alike.
Gaara choked behind him as he thrust a few more times, but the unbearable clenching of Naruto's ass proved too much for his control and he felt his own pleasure peak, his orgasm sending liquid fire through his veins and filling up Naruto to overflowing; he felt some of his own pleasure leaking out down his thighs. He groaned low enough for Naruto to hear in his ear, feeling himself pulse with a few more loads of seed before collapsing on that quivering back. Never in his life had Gaara felt as relaxed as he did now, moving so he could spoon against Naruto, feeling the sand move to clean up their excess fluids. He didn't want to leave the comfort of Naruto's body just yet.
Naruto's vision, and consciousness it felt like, slowly came back to him and he felt fuller than he'd ever felt like before. He was sticky inside, burning, and as lax as if he'd just stepped out of a 100-degree shower. Nothing in his life had even come close to what he'd just felt. His breath was gone, he was panting, and his ass ached something fierce. But he felt better than he'd ever felt before. He turned his head slightly, wanting to make sure his lover felt the same way. "G-Gaara?" He had to swallow a few times to get his voice to work; it was hoarse from all his screams.
"What?" For what had just transpired Gaara sounded pretty calm, if not tired and maybe the tiniest bit hoarse.
"Are you okay?" Was it okay? Do you feel better? Do you trust me? Will this happen again? Do you...love me?
There was a long pause and Naruto worried perhaps he wasn't going to answer. He closed his eyes and more tears escaped down the cooling tear tracks from before, wondering if maybe he should have kept his mouth shut. After all, that was a huge moment for Gaara, a turning point, an acceptance of touch from another person. More than touch. An intimate act he'd never experienced before. He should have just let him bask in it.
"..."
"Huh?" Naruto opened his eyes when cool fingers drew his chin to the side and back, the blue irises widening when Gaara's face got steadily closer. He sighed dreamily when they kissed, reflexively tilting closer. They were getting better at this.
"Yes. I think I finally am."
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Hinata paused outside Naruto's door, unsure if she should knock to make sure the two inside were okay. They'd been gone an awfully long time and she was worried. She stood there deliberating for a while, blushing with her head downcast and her fist raised to her mouth, before shrugging and turning. Just a quick knock, a stuttered question and she'd be fine. Nothing to it.
She raised her fist, drew it back, and just when it was about to hit,
"Nn! Haa, haa. Ah!" A pause while Hinata blushed to the roots of her hair, unbelieving she'd just heard those noises. "Gaa-augh! Gaara, closer! Closer to-mmph!" She screeched quietly and quickly turned and ran away as fast as she could, needing to get out of their before she fainted. She couldn't believe Naruto did those things behind closed doors, and with Gaara of all people!
From the shadows Kyuubi stepped foreword, his look unreadable. He was happy his little brother finally had someone he could fully trust. And maybe some day he'd find his own Gaara. Someone perhaps his age, fun-loving like himself, with sandy blond hair. Some day.
...Uh, please tell me I didn't just write all that. Honestly, I have got to get away from those yaoi fanfictions! I think I'm scaring myself! Actually, I feel a little rusty. No more breaks for me from writing. But anyway, what'd you guys think? Was it worth the wait? I really hope it was; it took me forever to write. I think you can tell when I really started getting into it, though. BUT anyways. Please please please leave your waiting authoress some lovely reviews! I know; it feels like forever, but I anxiously await them! I promise! And I'll see if I can get the last chapter out as soon as possible!
Ayame