Summary: Hinata attends the first Annual Alliance meeting as the Hokage's wife in Suna. Despite her now loveless marriage, she is determined to play the part of a loving and beautiful wife, if only to feel wanted and needed by her husband again. He doesn't spare her a glance... but someone else does. TW: cheating, lemon
A/N: So sorry if this offends you in any way, it's just a lemon for some fun. Please heed the warnings. It's also my first fic in YEARS and first lemon soooo please excuse my writing
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Hinata walked with her head held high, her shoulders and back straight, an arm entwined around her husband's. She wore a dark purple gown that was skin tight, showed off all her curves, and had a slit all the way up to her thigh, while Naruto wore his Kage robes. She was a bit uncomfortable as she would never normally wear something like this, but she had chosen this dress in hopes of catching her husband's attention, perhaps even tempting him. It had been months since he last spared a wanting gaze at her, nevermind touched her. She knew she was the Hokage's wife now, she knew he didn't have time for her anymore. But still... would it really take that much to spare her a compliment? So far, he had said nothing, if he had even noticed her unusual attire. They entered the grand ballroom together, and Hinata's mouth opened in awe. The building was decorated with gold accents on the walls, marble floors, and giant chandeliers. In one corner was a giant buffet of all kinds of foods, and in another, a band surrounded by dancers wearing what she could only guess was cultural Suna attire embellished by jewels as they performed some kind of belly dance. She knew Suna was in a time of financial prosper, but she didn't imagine they were this well off. 'Gaara-san... must really be a good Kage after all. Maybe he has changed.' She thought. It was hard to erase the memories of him as the cold-blooded killer from the Chuunin exams, and she had minimal interaction with him since then, but they were in his domain, and she was the Hokage's wife. She knew she was to show him proper respect.
As they made rounds speaking with clan heads around the room, Hinata played her role perfectly as she had always been taught by her clan. Speaking only when spoken to, and staying by her husband's side. Finally, towards the end of the room, they approached the Kage's table, and Hinata did not dare look up from the floor until she was addressed.
"Gaara! Been a while, eh?" Naruto said enthusiastically, dettatching his arms from hers in order to walk over to the Kazekage and give him a pat on the back.
"Naruto. Indeed it has." She heard a deep baritone voice reply. Something about his voice... sent chills down her spine, but not in a bad way. Her body grew hotter and she suddenly felt naked under what she knew must have been a scrutinizing gaze- his scrutinizing gaze. She couldn't help but feel a little afraid as the memories of how he had murdered three ninja in cold blood in front of her resurfaced.
"Oh, this is Hinata-chan! She's my wife now." Naruto explained upon seeing Gaara shift his gaze to Hinata.
"K-Kazekage-sama! H-Hyuuga Hinata." She bowed and then slowly lifted her gaze up to meet his. She silenced a gasp when she was met with piercing emerald orbs that seemed to stare into her very soul, before they sized her up and down. The way he was looking at her... it made her fear disappear, replaced by something else entirely, a warmth brewing in her stomach. Nervously, she shifted her eyes to her husband, but he seemed completely oblivious to the way the Kazekage seemed to be devouring her with his eyes.
"Gaara, you don't mind if I drop Hina-chan here for a while, right? I gotta go talk business with some old men. I'll be right back, Hinata-chan." He said as he left towards the crowd of mingling clan heads, leaving his wife at the mercy of the Kazekage. 'Is he crazy? Or am I really that much of a burden that he can't take me with him...' Hinata thought.
"Well? Will you just stand there?" The Kazekage asked impatiently, throwing a glance over his shoulder as he walked back towards the Kage table where Hinata could see two free seats next to where he sat at the center, obviously meant for her and Naruto. She wanted to sit farther from him, but that could be seen as rude, so she swallowed the thickness in her throat and took the free seat right next to his.
A waiter came by and filled her glass with champagne. She could hear the other Kages at the table speaking to each other about treaties or catching up on personal business, but she couldn't relax with the presence of the Kazekage next to her, for some reason. She looked around the room. 'No sign of Naruto-kun yet.' She sighed and slowly dared to sneak a glance at the man next to her. Her eyes widened as she took in his appearance properly this time. He had taken his Kage hat off, his mess of fiery red hair ever present, his eyes- the deepest shade of green she had ever seen, lazily watching the party go on around them, his aristocratic nose and defined jaw lifted upwards with the powerful aura that only a Kage could have. She sucked in a breath- had Gaara-san always been this... handsome?
'Oh god, what am I thinking...' She caught herself before the thoughts could develop further. Hinata knew she would never be the type to sully her marriage, but... was it even a marriage anymore? When was the last time her husband had wanted her, touched her? When was the last time he had made her feel so hot, the way the Kazekage did with one look earlier? But surely, she must have been mistaken. A man like him... would never look at her that way, she thought, until she was thrown out of her thoughts by the realization that the Kazekage's eyes had shifted sideways to meet hers, and that warm feeling in her stomach came rushing back all over again.
"Hyuuga. If you keep looking at me like that... we'll have to talk elsewhere." He murmured in a tone so low only she would have been able to hear.
"K-Kazekage-sama, I'm sure I don't know what you mean..." Hinata replied, averting her gaze. She could still feel his eyes on her, and combined with the tone of his voice, it was propelling forth a feeling she had never felt before. 'I can't... He couldn't possibly... mean...'
"Come on, Hyuuga. I may not have the Byakugan, but it doesn't take a bloodline trait to see what you truly want. You're not as innocent as I remember." He said, and she looked up at him briefly to see a smirk on his handsome features. A million thoughts flooded her mind all at once. He remembered her? And how was he so forward! Why would he imply something like that? It would be a crime, it would be completely wrong, it could cause a war, and-wasn't he Naruto-kun's friend-
Her thoughts were immediately halted when she felt a strong hand graze by her thigh, which was exposed from the slit on her dress. Suddenly all of those thoughts melted away from her brain, and she could only focus on his warm and practiced touch. His hand started caressing and moving upwards. Whatever he was doing to her, he was doing it well. Her legs began to shake and rub together in response to his soft caresses. Hinata let out a gasp and slammed her hand down on the table as his fingers moved upwards even more, snaking under her dress.
"Is everything okay, Hyuuga-san?" A man dressed in impeccable and expensive attire, addressed her from across the table. No doubt some important figure in Suna.
"P-Please excuse me- I don't feel very well." She said, dismissing Gaara's hand and standing up from where she sat. She scanned the room and found a dark hallway with a bathroom sign. Yes, she would go there to calm down, and then Naruto-kun would be back and she would pretend that nothing ever happened. That was a good plan. She turned on her heel and walked away with a hand on her chest.
"I better go check on her. It would be bad to have something happen to the Hokage's wife in Suna land. Excuse me." Gaara said once she was out of earshot, standing up and following her towards the dark hallway.
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Hinata gasped as a familiar hand grasped her wrist from behind, turning her to face the man she least wanted to see right now. Or perhaps most.
"K-Kazekage-sama, please, let me go." She said without meeting his eyes. It was taking all of her willpower and courage to resist this man's advances. 'You're married Hinata-married! To the Hokage!' She repeated in her head like a mantra.
"Look at me." He stated in absolute command, in a way that left her no choice but to do just that. She saw those hungry emerald orbs again, and all her resolve dissipated as quickly as it came.
"Ever since I saw you... your blood... at the Chuunin exams..." The Kazekage started, "I've never been so tempted in my life. Now I'm tempted again... but this time it's different."
"This isn't p-proper!" She whispered with the last ounce of her resolve.
"Hyuuga Hinata. You walk into my Kage tower, dressed like that. You look at me the way you did earlier. You let me touch you. I don't believe you actually care for what is proper." He inched closer to her... closer... closer.
"S-Someone could see." She tried again, and she wasn't even convinced herself whether she was trying to make him stop or urge him to continue. At her words, she felt a silent whirl of sand start up from the ground around them, as he wrapped his arm that held her wrist around her waist instead. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were in a completely different room. A bedroom, she realized as she scanned the new surroundings. She suddenly got nervous and began to look for an exit- she couldn't possibly do this!
"You're not backing out of this now" Gaara's voice. Behind her- it was all she managed to process before she felt one muscled arm around her waist and another shooting up towards her neck, encasing his fingers around it but not applying enough pressure as to hurt her. He brought his lips down towards her neck and she felt the caress of his hot breath before he bit down-hard, earning him a loud moan. "I want you."
"G-Gaara-san..." Oh god, what was he doing to her with just a few touches and words... she didn't even know this man properly! Was she really this deprived? No matter, she couldn't think straight anymore, and certainly couldn't think about anything else other than his hot breath, his tongue on her pulse point, and his hand around her neck.
"You want me too." He murmured in his trademark deep voice, now a little husky. She simply turned her head to one side, allowing him better access, before his grip on her neck tightened forcing out the air she had in her throat. For a second he was scared- did he actually mean to kill her? "Say it." He hissed in her ear, the arm around her waist slowly moving down towards her most private area and his grip on her neck steady.
"I-I" She gasped for air, she had never been handled so roughly in her life. This should make her fearful, repulsed, disgusted... so why was it getting so wet between her legs? Upon sensing her struggle he relaxed his grip enough for her to speak. "I want you... Gaara-san".
That was all he needed. He took a half step closer, their bodies making full contact. She could feel him, big and still growing, rubbing against her backside. He felt her womanly curves- he had never had a woman so exquisite in Suna before, her milky skin, her pale eyes, her amazing hips, large breasts... He let the hand on her neck go, instead moving it up to fondle her breasts, and letting his other hand continue its journey down under the slit of her gown, between her legs. She was soaking past her panties, her breathing heavy and labored, her hands clenched into fists.
"So wet for me already. What would Naruto think?" He mused causing her to feel a pang of guilt, but she wasn't even allowed to process her guilt before he pushed her panties aside and started rubbing circles around her swollen bud, increasing his pressure and taking her breath away with each second. She moaned softly each time he rubbed against a specific spot.
"Kazekage-sama... p-please..." She never thought she could get so much pleasure just from being touched, and frankly, she didn't know what she even was asking for, just that she wanted more.
"Hm? That's not how you address me here, Hinata." He teased, causing her to shiver at the use of her first name coming out of his lips.
"G-gaara-san..." She tried, her voice cracking. He made it evident that this wasn't satisfactory by pinching her clit before stopping his ministrations altogether, his fingers hovering just above where she wanted to be touched most.
"Gaara! Please!" She screamed, on the brink of tears now, and was immediately rewarded with two lean fingers entering her warmth and starting to move back and forth.
God. She was so tight. How long had she been deprived like this, to show up in his domain practically begging him with her eyes? Submitting to him so quickly? No matter, it only made her tighter for him. He could feel her walls clenching around his fingers each time he entered again, and his member couldn't get more excited at the sound of her breathy moans filling his ears. The raw desire took over his every sense as her walls clamped around his fingers a final time before her legs started shaking, and he had to use his other arm to steady her as she came to a climax.
As the girl calmed down, he turned her around so that she was facing him and let go of her and started to unbutton his Kage robes, igniting her desire all over again. He saw her eyes, taking his physique in, stopping at his toned chest, abs, the V line just above his pants, before stopping at the mound his member made through his pants. Her mouth opened slightly, and her eyes glistened.
"Please me, Hinata." He commanded in his baritone. As if entranced, the girl sunk to her knees and crawled closer to him, placing delicate fingers on the waistband of his pants and underwear before bringing them both down. She audibly gasped as she took the sight of him in.
"Kazekage-sama..." she started before a hand aggressively grabbed her chin and forced her to meet his warning eyes. "G-Gaara..." She corrected as he let go and allowed her gaze to drift downwards again. "So big..." she murmured. Her lips opened to form an O before she took him inside her mouth, slowly covering more and more of his member until she couldn't fit anymore, and there was still some leftover, which she wrapped her hand around. The girl moved her head back and forth, slowly, with him in her throat. Hinata knew how to please a man- she had to learn seduction as part of her jounin training, and she had done this before, with her husband... but this... she had no experience with one this big. Still, she tried her best, satisfied with the small sounds that came out of his throat when she managed to take him entirely in her throat while bringing her other hand down to play with his balls. She repeated this process, until she needed to withdraw for air, leaving a connecting strand of saliva between her mouth and his member. Before she could go down on him again, he roughly lifted her up by the hips and shoved her towards the bed, she landed on her bottom, sitting up and catching herself with her hands.
He crawled on top of her forcing her to lie down on her back. She met his glowing jade eyes only to find pure lust in them, the intensity of his gaze sending another wave of warmth to her very core. This time, she would be bold. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his, feeling a spark go down her spine at the connection. He bit her bottom lip earning a small gasp, and took this chance to invade her mouth with his tongue, Hinata quickly responding with her own and just as much fervor. He grasped her hair with his fingers and pulled slightly, winning the dominance battle between their tongues, before they withdrew for breath. She couldn't take it anymore, this heat between her legs, but he seemed to be in no hurry as he pulled back and stared at her body up and down again.
"Gaara..." She tried, blushing deeply at the thought that she was going to have to ask for this.
"Yes?" He responded with a smirk, his hand drawing circles on her thigh. He was going to make her say it.
"Please Gaara." She whispered breathily.
"Please what, Hinata?" He urged, now rubbing her thigh up and down with the palm of his hand, doing nothing to ease her desperate need.
"Please... take me already..." She responded with the last of her strength. He didn't need to be told twice. With a speed she didn't know possible, he scrunched her dress up all the way to her waist, rubbing his member on her juices. She inhaled deeply as he inserted himself with one firm thrust.
"Aah-!" She cried, ecstacy filling her senses accompanied by a hint of pain. His thrusts were slow, teasing, as she slowly got used to his length and width and the pain completely disappeared. Gaara seemed to sense this and picked up his pace, thrusting roughly and desperately. She had never felt this wanted, ever before. She couldn't think, couldn't think of anything except the incredible pleasure she felt every time he hit her- there, like that, in places she didn't even know she had inside her. They fucked like this, everything else completely forgotten- the party, the people, the circumstances.
"Gaara- I'm... I'm going to..." She couldn't manage to finish her sentence between moans and cries as her walls clenched and her legs wrapped around him, shaking in orgasmic bliss. The way she encased him so desperately in her climax brought him to his own, having the sense to pull out and shoot his seed on her thighs before plopping down next to her. They breathed in sync, completely exhausted. After a few moments, he was the first to regain his composure. sitting then standing up and gathering his clothing.
"Bathroom." He pointed towards a door that she didn't notice was there before. "I'll tell them you're feeling better and will be joining us shortly." He threw her a smirk over his shoulder, buttoning up his robes and putting on his expressionless mask before exiting the room. Suddenly she couldn't wait for the next annual meeting.
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A/N: Reviews are super uber appreciated as I've never written something like this before! There's really not that much content out there for Gaahina relative to other crack pairings so I thought I'd make some myself ^^ ty for reading
