Dear Diary
Chapter 27: You need me desperately
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A/N: Diary time! Kakashi-style ^,^
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Dear Diary,
His hands were touching me all over, his lips caressingly following suit. Trailing hot, wet kisses all over my chest, Gai slowly makes his way down. As he lays soft kisses over my stomach, my breath hitched in my throat, hands instinctively burying themselves in dark locks.
Gai was moving lower still, nose gently nudging the revealing bulge in my underwear. A low moan escaped me then, and he chuckled ever so softly. Looking up, his eyes connected to mine, and Gai smiled at me. We didn't need words to convey what we wanted, didn't even really need to look at each other. His hands crept down my sides, slowly pulling down my boxers.
I wasn't feeling nervous or anxious at all. I was totally comfortable as Gai placed a soft kiss on my throbbing erection. He shifted a little, and my boxers suddenly vanished.
His hands were stroking my hips, his soft lips caressing the inside of my thighs. He was humming softly, showing me how much he was enjoying this. Resting back on my elbows, I watched him. My breaths came out as shallow pants, often interrupted by quiet moans or whimpers. I realized I was sounding rather pathetic – what with this being the stuff dreams are made off – but Gai never made me feel like there was anything wrong with it.
I watched him shift again, watched as his lips slipped around my cock. Gasping, I let my head fall back and a throaty moan fell from my lips. Gai was amazing, the way his lips moved, the way his tongue stroked all the right places. Undoing, unraveling, unending.
The sensations seemed to last almost forever, but when a familiar heat pooled in the pit of my stomach, that was the exact right moment. Gai hummed softly as he swallowed, smiled as he looked up, kissed me passionately as he moved his body up to lean over my own. Mumbled against my lips, telling me how much he loved me, listing all the things he would do for me, telling me how desperately he needed me, how badly he wanted to take care of me in every way that he could.
I opened my eyes, gazing up at the ceiling. Hands folded behind my head as a deep sigh escaped me. I hate these dreams, Diary. I hate them. I hate how they warp reality and make it almost too good to be true – before revealing that it isn't, in fact, true. These dreams make me long for the man I love with all my heart, but they also make me long for things that I know Gai would not be able to do. I don't even know if I want him to do those things. All I know is this, Diary… It sucks to wake up with a boner and have no-one to suck it for you. That's all I'll say about this.
K.