Taiikusai

Yes, I am an evil evil person, but hopefully you'll forgive me after this chapter.



“Gaara,” Naruto broke the silence. “Stay with me tonight.” Naruto continued to create the delightful friction that reverberated through both their bodies. “I want to be with you, Gaara.” He spoke like a small child asking a parent to let him sleep in their bed. Gaara smiled between sighs, eyes glancing at him before sliding shut again.

“You’re with me now, aren’t you?” He brought his hips up again as if to punctuate his words.

“No.” He pressed his cheek next to Gaara’s, whispering into his ear. “I won’t run this time. I want to be *with* you.”

Gaara’s eyes flashed open, mouth parting in shock as the meaning of those words sunk in. Gaara wrapped his arms around Naruto and clung to him. He nodded with purpose and trembled as he took Naruto’s lips again.


*The End of Summer*

They kissed. Both their hearts pounded nervously, excitedly, while their hands were afraid to move; and so they kissed- sometimes slowly with quick gentle pecks to the lips and sometimes passionately, teeth clashing and harsh intakes of breath through their nose.

But Naruto made the first move, daring to move from lips to other places. First the chin, and over the edge then down the long slope of neck that ended in hollows. He let his tongue trace back up, lining the sensitive trail of flesh on the side of Gaara’s neck. He bit and sucked until the pale skin turned purplish red.

Naruto shifted, removing himself from the dangerous position between Gaara’s thighs and wedged only one leg between him instead. Focusing on his actions rather than his lust he pushed up Gaara’s shirt, revealing a pale torso. Gaara’s hips rose, rubbing himself against Naruto’s thigh. His head was thrown back, exposing the beautiful curve of his throat and eyes squeezed shut. Naruto loved that expression. Continuing to push the dark shirt up, his fingers danced over Gaara’s stomach, his sides and slid up to the nipples he had exposed. He kissed Gaara’s parted lips, slipping in his tongue as he rubbed over both nubs. Gaara inhaled sharply, his hips bucking up against Naruto and moaning. Naruto repeated his ministrations, delighting in each gasp and moan and remembering how much he missed the taste and texture of Gaara’s mouth against his own.

It took all his restraint not to just throw himself on the body under his, but the article had stressed patience and making sure one’s partner was enjoying himself. Not that he was arguing. Watching Gaara shudder and moan while his body flushed red was better than any porn ero-jiji could find him. Naruto felt his own cheeks burning when Gaara’s thigh began to rub against the tent in his own pants.

Gaara tugged Naruto’s shirt up, running his hands along Naruto’s back and sides, or cupped the back of his neck during some of their more intense kisses. They managed to part lips long enough to tear off Naruto’s shirt, Gaara using the break to yank off his own in time for Naruto to catch his lips again. And when rubbing clothed bodies was no longer satisfying, Naruto’s fingers slid to the clasp of Gaara’s belt. Naruto’s body throbbed with want. He tried to stay calm, but the lustful look in his boyfriend’s green eyes wasn’t helping. He fumbled with the clasp, but managed, quickly undoing the buttons and zipper before tugging them down.

“Off,” he growled and Gaara was helping him remove the offensive clothing. Their bodies trembled a little when Gaara removed his boxers with it, bearing himself entirely.

Naruto took a deep breath. His eyes swept over the lithe, pale body beneath him. Sweat glistened on his chest. Naruto wanted to touch him everywhere, gulping when his eyes settled on the other boy’s obvious arousal and the pearly liquid shining like a cherry on top. “Hold on a moment, I need to grab something.” Forcing himself to his feet he bounded away to his closet, crashing into the door when he tripped over a PS2 cord. Gaara chuckled, but Naruto continued to rummage through his closet until he grabbed what he needed. Shimmying out of his clothes, he grabbed a few items and scurried back.

Not that Gaara was rushing him. He was admiring the view- following the line of muscled flesh, from shoulder to thighs. He watched, mesmerized, as Naruto’s swollen penis bobbed up and down.

Naruto knelt between his still parted thighs, holding two objects in his hand: a condom and lube. Gaara smiled.

“Hand me that,” he requested, holding out his hand. Naruto handed him the condom and Gaara ripped it open. Sitting up, Naruto expected Gaara to put it on. He was surprised when Gaara told him to stay still and proceeded to put it onto Naruto’s own erection. He had assumed that Gaara would take the aggressive position and suddenly felt a lot more excited.

Gaara handed him the lube then lay back down. “I need to roll over.” Naruto nodded a little too emphatically and moved out of the way. Gaara placed himself on his stomach and raised his very delectable behind into the air. Naruto stood speechless for a moment, practically drooling at the sight when a thought occurred to him. Futon! Naruto scrambled to pull out his futon and pillows, mentally kicking himself for not thinking about it earlier.

“Use this. It will… be more comfortable I think.” Gaara looked over and smiled. He crawled over to the futon like a cat and Naruto nearly exploded just watching him. Gaara was definitely a tease when he wanted to be. Gaara repositioned himself on the futon and exposed himself to Naruto.

“Start with your fingers. You remember how I did it last time?” Naruto gulped, and nodded.

“Yeah…” he murmured, opening the lube and dabbing some onto his finger. Using one hand to part Gaara’s cheeks, he used the other to coat Gaara’s puckered entrance. Gaara jumped a little and mumbled something about cold. Naruto put some more on his finger enough to coat it and placed the tip at Gaara’s entrance.

“Ready?” Naruto asked to be sure. He hadn’t tried this part before and he wanted to be absolutely sure. He waited for Gaara to nod before pressing his finger forward. He was surprised by how easily it slid in. He felt strange, rubbing something inside of Gaara and proceeded with caution. “Does it hurt?” Naruto asked worriedly. But Gaara shook his head.

“It’s fine. You can try a second one.” Naruto gulped, but he pulled out his fingers and added more lube to make sure both fingers were slick. Perhaps a bit too much, he discovered, when it dripped down his palm a bit. He made up for it by rubbing it onto himself.

“You can play with yourself later,” Gaara teased from over his shoulder. Naruto scowled and went back to his task. Proceeding even more carefully, he placed his fingers at Gaara’s entrance and very slowly pressed forward. He moved slower this time, meeting a little resistance. His other hand went to Gaara’s arousal, beginning to pump slowly. The muscles loosened a bit as Gaara relaxed and little by little, he managed to push his fingers in. When he got them inside he left them there. He continued to stroke Gaara, feeling Gaara’s muscles clench around his other hand. He felt excited at the prospect of being enveloped by something so tight and warm.

“Try moving your fingers.” Gaara gasped. Naruto did as told, slowly pulling his fingers back before moving forward again. Gaara was still clasping around him but it didn’t feel strained like before.

Gaara groaned. Naruto was still pumping his erection, stroking two places at once. “Oh,” he sighed. His body began squirming again, pressing himself into Naruto’s hand, and fingers. “Oh Naruto.” A pang of lust shot through him at the sound of his name. “More.” Gaara asked. “Keep going.”

Naruto pulled out his fingers and let go of Gaara’s erection. Gaara whimpered at the loss, impatiently asking him to hurry. Naruto coated a third finger. He looked at the side of his three fingers bunched together and was uncertain. They hadn’t gone this far yet.

“Gaara? Are you sure this is okay? I… don’t want to hurt you.”

Gaara stuck his behind even higher into the air. “I’ll let you know when to stop and when to slow down.” Naruto nodded. He inserted two fingers again; making sure Gaara was still able to adjust before trying to press in three. He took a deep breath, making sure he wasn’t too hasty and began. He managed to get the tips of his fingers in, but as his fingers widened he met more resistance. He stopped when he heard Gaara vocalize what he couldn’t tell was either pleasure of pain. His other hand went to touch Gaara’s arousal as he waited for the muscles around his fingers to relax. Little by little, he was able to push forward. He got about half way in when Gaara yelled at him to stop. Naruto froze, but Gaara gently touched the hand wrapped around his arousal and told him he was close.

“You can pull out.” Naruto was worried he had hurt Gaara and did as asked. He was worried that Gaara was backing out, but the other boy raised himself onto his knees and came over to Naruto to kiss him. He grabbed the lube, poured some into his hand and rubbed it between his hands. Naruto jumped when he felt Gaara’s hands on him, coating his now very angry arousal. “You need some of this too.” Gaara whispered against his lips. “Now lay down.”

Naruto did as told, scrambling to lay down on his futon. Gaara crawled over him, placing his thighs on either side of his hips and giving his erection a few more strokes. Naruto groaned heavily, having purposely neglected himself all this time. “I have to make sure you don’t try to ram yourself into me.” Gaara pulled himself up to his knees, grabbing Naruto’s arousal firmly and placing it as his entrance. Gaara’s knees squeezed against his hips, holding him in place.

Naruto understood why a few minutes later when Gaara rubbed himself against the tip of Naruto’s penis. He held onto him firmly, trying to position himself and began to press against the head of Naruto’s penis. Naruto’s body wanted to buck up, to feel more, but Gaara held him down with his knees and his hand. He seemed focused, intent, concentrating on the joining of parts.

He took it slowly, Naruto groaning heavily as his sensitive tip was encased by a tight heat. His senses returned when Gaara stopped.

Gaara’s face was locked in a grimace. Naruto could tell he was struggling to adjust. “Take your time,” Naruto said, smiling. Gaara gave a weak smile, face still locked in concentration. Naruto reached for Gaara, fingers sliding over him slowly. He hoped it would help him relax. He watched Gaara’s expression, his body trembling with the need to move and guiltily wishing Gaara could feel as good as he did. He was relieved when Gaara’s face did relax a bit, mouth slackening and eyes falling half shut. He moved his body lower, taking in Naruto a little more. The hand pressing down on Naruto’s hip pressed harder, fingers curling a bit as his body encased him. Naruto’s body tried to buck up, instinct riding over, but Gaara kept him down.

“Do that again and I’ll kill you,” he grit out. “Just, don’t move.” Naruto apologized, rubbing his palms up and down Gaara’s thighs to try to comfort him.

“Ne, can I sit up?” Gaara thought about it before nodding hesitantly.

“Carefully,” Gaara added. Naruto nodded, pushing himself up onto his elbows and then his hands. He tried not to move his hips too much as Gaara adjusted to him. It was sheer torture really. He tried to think of something, anything, other than the fact that his very sensitive, very demanding hard on was inside something warm, living and presently contracting in ways that made his stomach do little flips. The fact that it was the long term object of his desire made it exponentially harder to stop when every nerve in his body was screaming ‘green light’.

When he successfully sat up he massaged Gaara’s hips and thighs. He rubbed the small of Gaara’s back and pecked him on the lips.

“Can I at least kiss you?” He kissed the corner of Gaara’s mouth.

Gaara replied with lips rather than words, propelling them into a series of affectionate kisses. Naruto groaned. Between Gaara’s tongue in his mouth and the muscles contracting around his erection he was in a new state of bliss. His hand went to touch Gaara, needing to feel, needing to know they were both enjoying it. Gaara gave a slight mewl and it was like music to his ears.
They stayed like that for a moment, despite the discomfort of both their positions, and kissed. Naruto was afraid to move, to change it for fear of seeing that pained expression on his boyfriend’s face again. He had been convinced himself he would be willing to be the one receiving tonight, but he was touched by Gaara’s offering of himself. After weeks of separation and the disaster that was the past few days, it was more than he had dreamed.

Naruto could feel the sweat beading along his back and sliding down in rivulets. His body felt fevered, but he doubted it was the August heat.

Gaara slid down even more, pushing Naruto in a good couple of inches. He pressed his sweaty forehead against Naruto’s own and kissed him.

“Thanks. For being patient. I know it’s not your strong suit.”

“Hey!” Naruto protested, but then Gaara moved and every rational thought fled his mind. Gaara pressed against Naruto’s chest, motioning him to lie back down in their original position and Naruto felt eager to cooperate. He put his hands around Gaara’s hips, squeezing as Gaara slid slowly, every so slowly up and down. The pervert in him watched as his penis disappeared; accepted into Gaara’s body in short, shallow strokes. It was only a few inches and yet it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen in the history of his short teenage life. Naruto could feel his skin flush, starting with his cheeks and slowly burning its way down. He stroked Gaara, trying to mimic the slow strokes he was experiencing, knowing he could explode at any moment now.

The closer he got, the louder his animal instincts screamed at him to take more, to ram himself inside, but Gaara’s hand as his hip insistently reminded him he was not an animal. He started to squirm and wiggle, to moan without abandon between his gasps for breath. His back tried to arch up, to motion his hips forward to the body hovering over his but jerked back when Gaara cried out. He forced his hips back down, biting his lip and gripping the cover of his futon. It didn’t take much more before his body was humming with absolute pleasure, his loins tightening and radiating intense pleasure. Gaara took him a little deeper then, muscles contracting to accommodate the new intrusion and that was it. Naruto was gone.

Gaara pulled himself off of him carefully and Naruto gave out a great sigh. “Kami-sama. That was… oh god, I don’t know how to describe that.” Naruto stared at the ceiling in a daze. Gaara crawled over him, lying on top of him and pressed kisses to his face.

“You’re welcome.” Naruto smiled. He wrapped his arms around Gaara and grinned mischievously before rolling him over.

“I didn’t say thank you yet.” He slid down Gaara’s body and licked his bellybutton. “I know it wasn’t easy.” He had neglected his boyfriend’s needs those last moments and decided he needed to make up for it. “This has to be rather painful by now.” He gave his arousal a lick. Gaara hissed but didn’t negate the statement. Naruto went to work licked and sucking in ways he had learned gave Gaara the most pleasure. Gaara began to squirm beneath him, moaning quietly when Naruto took him into his mouth. He stroked the base with his hand while his mouth bobbed over the top. He hummed around the tip, holding Gaara’s hips down while working furiously to bring the other male to completion.

Gaara’s hand fisted itself in his hair, pulling tightly. “Naruto,” he growled out. His warning to him that he was nearly there- his sign to retreat, but Naruto only worked his mouth around him more, trying to add more suction while another hand reached for that spot just behind the testicles.

Gaara was arching into his mouth then. He loved when Gaara came. He loved the sexy little cry that spoke all his pleasure and all his vulnerability. His possessive side kicking in, it gave him a sense of pride, of accomplishment, to know he commanded the affections of someone so strong and goddamned sexy.

Naruto swallowed down the warm liquid pooling at the back of his mouth. He discovered he didn’t taste it too much if it was at the back of his tongue. He kissed his way back up, noting the way Gaara’s body relaxed against the futon. Reaching Gaara’s lips, he let his body rest over the smaller boys.

“Thanks.” Gaara grinned against his mouth. “Now you can say you’re welcome”. Gaara chuckled.

“Smart ass.” He let himself be kissed, choosing to brush his fingers over Naruto’s back lazily.

“So you finally admit I’m smart.” Naruto grinned. Gaara punched him lightly on the shoulder. Both boys laughed.

Naruto’s expression softened into a smile as he watched Gaara. He still couldn’t quite believe it.

“What now?” Gaara asked suspiciously.

Naruto shook his head. “Just thinking.” Gaara’s suspicion doubled. One eye narrowed at him. “I figured with the way you were probing me last week that you’d try to make me bottom. I had myself all mentally set to do it and then you popped this on me. Not that I’m complaining, cuz that was … sugei dattebayo!”* Gaara chuckled.

“There were practical considerations in mind.”

Naruto rolled over onto Gaara’s side and got cozy despite the heat. “Like what?” Gaara rolled over to face him, draping an arm over his waist.

“One, I’m quieter.” Naruto’s eyes widened in understanding. He remembered Gaara’s strained expression and realized that it wasn’t gonna be all rainbows and butterflies the first time.

“And?” Naruto asked.

“I’m the patient one. Knowing you, you’d try to take it like a man and do something stupid.” Naruto thought about it and begrudgingly realized he had to agree. “That or you’d insist we keep trying until you got it and then we’d be here all night.” Naruto scowled. He couldn’t disagree with that one either.

Gaara kissed him on the forehead. “But mostly, it was because I wanted to be with you too.” His arm tightened around Naruto’s waist. “You’re not the only one that prepared this summer.”

Naruto’s eyes widened with surprise, his heart swelling, fit to burst. He pulled Gaara into a strong embrace.

“I love you.” Naruto pulled away, pulling up Gaara’s chin so he could see him eye to eye.

“Say that again,” Naruto asked.

Gaara’s lips quirked into a smile. “Don’t tell me you’re deaf. I said I love you.” Naruto beamed before tackling Gaara and smothering him in kisses.

“Woohoo! He said he loves me!” He shouted to no one before returning to his crazed kissing. Gaara pushed him away, looking at him expectantly. “What?” Naruto asked. Gaara looked at him in disbelief. “You think I don’t love the man I was willing to offer my anal virginity to?” Naruto pulled Gaara into another embrace. “The first guy I ever fell for?”

Two arms entwined themselves around his body and pulled him close. Naruto pressed his nose into Gaara’s damp red hair. He inhaled the scent of his shampoo, sweat and the masculine scent he could only define as Gaara. He concentrated on the sensation of a pounding heart beating against his skin and could no longer tell whose it was. For once he merely tried to sense. No more words being needed, they held each other quietly. Ignoring the heat of a humid august evening, two naked bodies entangled intimately, drawing another summer’s day into an end.


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translation- Sugei- how most guys say "sugoi"- meaning "wow"


Thanks for all your patience. Hope you enjoyed the lemon :)