The art of sand

A/N: Whee~ smutty-ness action type stuff! I had intended to post this yesterday, but since I didn't get anything new done I guess this will do ^^; The grammar is most likely off for now, I'm too impatient to wait for it to come back before posting it. Thanks so much for the hits and reviews :3


Chapter11

Neji’s lips crashed onto Naruto’s. Their tongues met seconds later. The Hyuuga was defiantly the more dominant one at that moment. Naruto’s, or rather Sai’s, shirt was thrown to the floor. The pants followed suit. Naruto was pushed back onto a couch roughly. The club they had chosen reserved special rooms for such times. Neji shed his own clothes before descending down upon his lover. Naruto caressed the older man gently, and kissed his neck. Neji was laying on top of the blonde on the couch. The position was quickly reversed. Naruto nipped at Neji’s ear. He blew gently and growled into it. Neji allowed a low moan as goose bumps covered his flesh.

"Neji, I want you so bad~," Naruto groaned.

"Who’s turn is it this time?"

Naruto shivered at the timbre of his lover’s voice. The question was so seductive. Naruto ripped Neji’s boxers off, and lowered his head between the other’s legs. He smiled softly at the hard cock in front of him. He licked the tip slowly. He covered the shaft in light kisses. When Neji squirmed, Naruto braced himself on the thighs on either side of his head. He teased Neji until the moans he wanted escaped those perfect lips. Neji nearly screamed when he was given what he wanted. Naruto took the length of him into his mouth. To Neji, the hot, wet cavern had never felt so good. Naruto sucked softly. He traced the inner thighs around him with a finger. When Neji shivered, Naruto moaned. The finger made its way to where Naruto’s mouth was working furiously. He raised his head slowly and kissed the tip again. Neji’s eyes, though half closed, were glazed with lust and passion. Naruto shed the last of his own clothes. He straddled Neji when he was done, his ass hovering above Neji’s hard, throbbing member.

"I suppose you can go this time," Naruto whispered.

Neji wrapped his hands around Naruto’s waist and forced him down. Naruto’s back arched, and he cried out from the pain. Neji let him adjust, the pain fading to a dull burn. Naruto reached down to grab his own cock and started his own strokes when Neji lifted him up. They started their slow rhythm. Naruto’s words were incoherent, mixed in with his moans as they were. Neji’s however, were perfectly audible.

"Dear God, Naru…," he groaned.

He moved Naruto faster on himself. He had found that hitting Naruto’s "spot" was much easier in that position. Each scream was louder than the last. Naruto pumped himself faster, matching the speed of the man ramming into him. Neji’s arms lost strength after a while. He flipped them over, and pinned one of Naruto’s legs up on his shoulder. He rammed into the blonde harder with the new leverage.

"N-Neji!" Naruto cried out.

Neji smirked through the passion. He tended to leave his partner with nothing more to say than his name. Naruto’s mantra became that name. His hand could not keep pace. Not that it mattered. Naruto was cumming with a loud cry shortly after losing speed. Neji was damn good at what he did. Neji continued pumping him, not yet obtaining his own release. Naruto muttered words to egg him on. Neji’s orgasm was not far behind the blonde beauty beneath him.


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Gaara pressed another drink into Sai’s hands. The raven-headed man was curious as to what was wanted from him. He accepted it with a grin. Gaara had not been drinking. He had just been giving drinks to the other man. Sai had a vague idea that maybe Gaara was trying to get him drunk. Why he would want Sai drunk, he had no idea. Sai drank it anyways. He may get more out of it than he had ever hoped. Was that one his fourth? No, maybe fifth. Well, let us just say four. Sai passed the empty glass off and asked Gaara to dance. What could it hurt? The older man probably thought he was drunk by now. Sai stumbled into Gaara’s arms and pulled him into a dance. Gaara went with it, observing Sai’s reactions to him. He had decided to experiment. He would put an end to his doubts about being straight once and for all. Gaara went with the seductive dance as best as he could. He was never quite good at such things. He let Sai take control of the movements. The way Sai pressed into him, he was positive the boy was drunk.

"Sai," Gaara mumbled into the boy’s ear.

"Yes?"

"Can I go back to your place?"

Sai’s heart leaped. Gaara’s eyes were dead serious. Sai hiccupped and nodded. He would play the part as long as needed. Sai danced some more before deciding it was time to get Gaara alone. He went for another drink and left Gaara to tell the others they were leaving. He could not find Naruto or Neji anywhere, but left a message with Shikamaru. Gaara found Sai being thrown out of the bar. Gaara was right behind him.

"What did you do?" Gaara demanded.

"I don’t know. I told the bartender he looked funny without hair," Sai giggled.

Gaara growled, and grabbed Sai’s arm. He led him off towards the house. He toyed with the idea of his own apartment. It was closer. Gaara frowned at himself and changed directions.

"Where are we going?" Sai said, managing to control a slur.

"My apartment. It’s closer."

Sai blushed. Gaara’s demeanor told him everything. Gaara was most likely using him to test his sexuality. Sai’s chest tightened painfully, and confused him greatly. He was perfectly fine with a one night stand. Was he not? He played his part until they reached the apartment. Once inside, he complained of hunger to sober up a little. He would not risk forgetting the night to come for anything. Gaara tossed him a box of crackers. He told Sai he was going to get out of the tight clothes and into something much more comfortable. He left his door open as an invitation. Which Sai gladly took. He approached Gaara’s now bear back softly, and wrapped his arms around the man’s chest. He had never been so happy to be about the same height as someone before. He kissed Gaara’s spine and earned himself a shiver.

"Sai, what are you doing?" Gaara asked coolly.

"Exactly what you wanted. I assume that’s why you tried to get me drunk, ne?"

Gaara’s blood ran cold. He spun around in the embrace quickly. He kept the panic from his face, but not his eyes. And Sai found out just how sexy Gaara was with emotions running through those jade orbs. Sai leaned up and kissed Gaara firmly. He was careful to put everything he could into the kiss. On the off chance that it was his first kiss, or perhaps their first kiss, he wanted it to be genuine. Gaara started melting into the kiss, only to pull back. Panic turned to fear.

"S-Sai-"

"No. I’m right and I know it. You can experiment with me."

Gaara was at a loss of words. Sai had faked it all. And now he was standing in a room no one had ever been allowed into before. He had his answer way too early for his tastes. His fists clenched and unclenched as he debated his next move. Sai looked up at him so innocently. He was determined to have his night. And somehow, Gaara could see it in those ebony eyes that he was going to have sex with Sai. And he was damn sure he was going to love every second of it.