Welcome to Suna. Where the lights never die and the fun never stops. Sakura and Ino lie to their parents to spend a wild weekend in a forbidden city. Will they regret it? Or will they both find something worth coming for?Main pairing is GaaraxSakura and side InoxKankuro.[Listening to 1989 album by Taylor Swift.]

Chapter summary: Sakura is too tempting for Gaara. And a picnic has surprise visitors. [this story will be unpredictably erotic from now on: warning]

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WELCOME TO SUNA, Part 6, Picnic in the gardens

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Gaara woke quickly after Sakura got bored waiting for him. The cold air hit her and she was going to slide under the covers but she really need to use the bathroom. She really needed to pee. He saw her rush into the room and she felt self-conscious in the bathroom, trying not to make much noise. She'd picked up the bathrobe he had slipped off her before they'd ... done that, and finished up quickly before heading back into the bedroom.

He's still naked.

She blushed heavily, watching him cleaning himself of residue from their activities, her eyes unable to not rake over his body. When her eyes met his she froze and then looked away quickly, ashamed of how embarrassed she was.

"You can look," he said huskily and Sakura nodded, slowly turning her head to look again.

He's a smug bastard.

His smirk was almost as brash as his nakedness. He finished cleaning himself and walked to her slowly, so clearly turned on by how she now openly perused his body. She saw his dick twitch and felt a similar stirring in her nether region.

"As much as I'd love to fuck you again," he cupped her face and kissed her lips softly. "I have a promise to keep."

She was confused and it showed. "Promise?" She licked her lips wishing he would kiss her again.

Gaara obliged and Sakura wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him closer. His skin felt hot as he attacked her mouth. The gentle nibbling turned into a fight for dominance as they wrestled each other's tongue, moaning and grinding.

Sakura's hand slipped down from his waist and ran over his butt brazenly. When he didn't complain she boldly fingered his muscled six pack before slipping her hand to lightly grasp his dick. He gasped.

"You're a vixen." Gaara kissed her fiercely for a few seconds as she pumped him. Then he maneuvered her up against the wall next to his bed. "But two can play at that game."

He didn't bother grabbing another condom, slipping his cock between her folds but not inside her. He gripped her hips to stop her from sliding him in and kissed her confusion away, now thrusting but not entering her. Sakura groaned, moving her hips with his as he fucked her thigh gap instead of her pussy.

"God Gaara!"

"Yes!"

The friction was burning but she didn't care. Sakura threw her head back, screaming his name as she came so hard. He chuckled and lavished her neck as he satiated his own desire, then pulled away before he could cum on her. She groaned, struggling to stand upright as Gaara stroked himself. She didn't know or care why he hadn't fucked her wholly. She was happy. A smile plastered to her face as he chuckled and grabbed a towel to clean her up.

"Thanks," she mumbled.

"Come on," he kissed her forehead.

"What now?"

"Ready to continue that tour I promised you?" He asked, throwing on a pair of jeans and polo shirt. He looked really good whether he was wearing clothes or not.

Not sure what else to do, Sakura nodded.

"I should be able to find something better for you to wear," he said, then waggled his eyebrows. "Not that I'm complaining about the view."

She hugged the robe to her body more tightly. Gaara wrapped an arm around her and kissed the top of her head. He was so affectionate she still couldn't believe it was real. This weekend was shaping up to be the best ever. The only problem would be leaving him behind.

Sakura pushed away those morose thoughts. She just wasn't used to this and needed to keep her heart out of it. She liked boys way too easily when they didn't give her the time of day, let alone actually wanted her. She was a sucker for a pretty face.

Gaara rummaged through his closet but didn't find anything. "Hang on, I'll be back."

She waited for him by checking her phone, thinking maybe Ino would text or call. It was already ten o'clock and Sakura was surprised she'd slept for so long. She thought of sending Ino a text and decided not to. Then changed her mind thinking it would be best to be safe. But before she'd finished tapping the letters, Gaara returned. She tossed her phone back in her purse, now forgotten as Gaara strode back into the room.

He couldn't resist feeling her up as she dressed, not a moment of peace as Gaara had decided there was no need for either of them to be shy around each other naked anymore. But he didn't take it too far since he had other plans for the rest of their morning.

"Let's go, love."

Sakura fumbled with her purse and followed Gaara out of the room.

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"Are your parents home?"

Gaara nodded and tugged on her hand when this admission made her pause. "They're working so we won't be bothered. And we have this entire wing to ourselves. Come on."

His family estate was larger than she'd thought. They moved through the hallways and into a few of the rooms as Gaara gave her the tour. The gaming room was larger than her whole living room and bedroom back home. She had never played pool before and didn't play gaming consoles so she just hummed and smiled along with him. He had a jukebox too and admitted he loved this kind of stuff. His television took up most of the wall and the entertainment room could host every teenager in her year back home, easily.

She wondered if he ever had parties here.

A few more rooms later, he was summoning a servant and Sakura flushed at their subtle surprise to her presence. Did this mean Gaara didn't normally bring girls home like this? It made her feel special.

"We're heading out to the gardens," he told the servant. "We'll need brunch and a picnic blanket. Be sure to pack some honey."

He ushered the servant away and Sakura was awed and impressed.

"My lady," he said offering his arm and smirking at her.

"Thank you." Sakura accepted his arm and allowed him to lead her outside into the bright sun. She giggled.

"Find that funny, huh?"

She just smiled. He took them to a stone path that wound through the gardens in this section of his home. She loved the flowers and bushes and sounds of birds, looking this way and that. Gaara kept her from stopping too long, wanting to get to the designated spot sometime today.

The path opened up to a grassy area with a fountain and Sakura was struck yet again by how rich Gaara's family was. She could never compete with this.

Stop those thoughts.

She inhaled deeply to calm herself and returned his kisses when Gaara started nipping at her bottom lip, asking for entrance. They stood there, just enjoying each other before a servant arrived with the things Gaara had requested. A picnic basket, a bottle of what looked like a fruity cocktail and two glasses, and a blanket. They set it all up then bowed and left them alone.

"Is that alcohol?"

"Yes but go easy, love."

Sakura scoffed at him then sat on the blanket as he followed and joined her. "I'm not getting drunk in the middle of the day."

"Whatever you say." He leaned over and kissed her softly before turning to open the basket to unload it.

Onigiri rice balls, egg sandwiches, a Karaage Bento, Wanpaku Sandwich and a squeeze bottle of honey; Sakura dug in. But Gaara put the honey aside.

"That's for later," he promised.

"So tell me..."

Gaara pressed a finger to her lips and she took the hint, falling silent as they ate. She didn't realise how hungry she was and didn't pay attention to anything but the food prepared for them. Gaara poured their drinks and held hers out to her when she was part way finished. She devoured it, rolling her eyes at him when he chuckled.

"Hungry?"

"You have no idea."

"Oh I think I do."

He gave her a hungry look and took the sandwich from her hand without breaking eye contact. He kissed her, hard and painfully, his hand sneaking up to pinch her nipple. She moaned just as her phone vibrated loudly, startling them and causing them to break apart.

Sakura swallowed thickly and dug into her purse to quickly pull it out. It was a text from Ino. She groaned as Gaara pulled bodily away from her.

'Where R U 4head?'

She glanced at Gaara, who was now unscrewing the cap on the honey bottle, then typed back 'Busy. wtf you want?'.

'Bitchy. R U with that redhead?'

'Yeah.'

'U okay?'

'Fine. Will C U later.'

'Later, tater.'

Sakura shoved the phone back in her bag. "Sorry."

Gaara just shrugged and shifted to sit next to her. "Lie back."

She narrowed her eyes for a moment then sighed when he just raised an eyebrow at her and did as he instructed. Gaara ran a hand over her covered breasts, his finger circling where he could feel her nipple.

"May I?"

She nodded knowing what he was about to do.

Gaara undid the buttons on the shirt he'd given her, stopping half-way down her torso, and pushed the fabric aside to expose her breasts to the warm air. He paused for a moment, leant down to suckled at one nipple before slathering the honey along both of her tits, rubbing it into her skin like he was massaging. Sakura moaned, closing her eyes and sighing with contentment.

A moment later she felt his mouth encase her left nipple and she grasped his hair knowing he loved that. He licked his way along her skin, worshipping her as he went, suckling at the honey and moving to hover over her for better access.

After a few minutes, he started on undoing the rest of her buttons, sitting up to do so. Two voices interrupted them at the same time, making GaaSaku freeze.

"Gaara?"

"Sakura?"

When they realised what they were interrupted doing, Gaara and Sakura snapped up and she was too stunned to cover up. Gaara hastily moved her shirt to cover her breasts and she blushed, turning away to do up the buttons.

"Kankuro," Gaara growled.

"Well, well." Ino whistled. "Looks like we interrupted something."

"Ino-pig," Sakura snarled. "Ever heard of decorum?"

"Is it that new sex toy that-"

"Shut up."

Kankuro laughed as the girls stared at each other. "Well if no-one else is going to say it, I have to: Sakura has a great pair of tits."

Ino smacked him over the back of his head.

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