Tonight, In the Sand

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Gaara had never been kissed, and definitely never like this. Yet, for some reason he felt comfortable, he felt as if he knew exactly what to do. They lips were tangled together as Gaara rested his weight backwards onto the balcony. He allowed his hands to wander up and down Tenten’s back. She was soft. Tenten also had her hands occupied in the numerous layers of clothing in which Gaara was clad. She wasn’t searching for an entrance underneath them, she was merely feeling her way around him.

When Tenten’s tongue fought Gaara’s mouth open, he was confused at first, but then he realized she wanted to go to war with his tongue. Tenten drug her hands through soft, feathery red hair. Gaara pulled his face away from Tenten’s slightly.

“Come with me. Let’s go inside.” He took her by the hand and led Tenten off the balcony and into his room. His bed was all too inviting, with it’s charcoal and scarlet sheets and covers. Tenten noticed that the sheets were what appeared to be satin, she had never slept on satin sheets, but she always thought they would be slippery. However, Gaara was like royalty now, the Kazekage…and if he wanted satin sheets that’s what he got. Gaara pushed her backwards into the soft non satin comforter. Tenten pulled him down to her lips once more. Now, their bodies were beginning to intertwine. Tenten now began to sort through the layers of clothes on Gaara’s body attempting to determine which layer should come off first. Gaara most definitely wasn’t used to this kind of attention being paid to him…and he liked it. He liked it so much in fact that his own arousal surprised him. After all, he was a highly regarded Kazekage and those types didn’t have time or interest in sexual arousal. But now was quite different. He helped Tenten pull his outer layers of clothes off his shoulders. Actually two layers fell off him at the same time, leaving him in a white robe that made him look like some sort of Greek god.

Gaara feared overstepping boundaries with Tenten, yet at the same time he wanted to disrobe her body as well. He convinced himself that Tenten would be receptive to his advances and so he slid his hand up her shirt. Sure enough, she invited it, and allowed him to loosen the buttons on her shirt. She helped him free her arms and her shirt fell on top of Gaara’s clothes. Gaara had never actually seen a girl wearing only a bra. It surprised him, he didn’t realize women were this curvy, he knew but seeing it for the first time was different from imagining it. Soon enough, Tenten was down to her underwear.

They scooted back farther onto Gaara’s bed. Tenten put her hands on his chest; she could feel his sculpted form now, since some of his clothes had disappeared. Tenten aggressively pawed at Gaara’s white layer that still hid everything from her. She finally worked it up around his neck. Gaara took the hint and pulled it off. Tenten was practically drooling; he was hiding quite the body underneath all those layers of clothes. Tenten spared him his boxers. They wanted to get under the covers before they stripped any more clothes off. Tenten slipped into his covers only to discover that the sheets weren’t entirely satin, it was more of a satin blend, not so slippery. The room had candles burning all around it, Gaara often found artificial lights too abrasive, and so he had many candles situated around his room. Tenten worked her hand down Gaara’s firm chest and into his loose fitting boxers. He gasped, the only hand he had ever felt down there was his own…and this was definitely a new sensation. Tenten liked the way he squirmed at the touch of her. She made certain she felt the entire length of him, observing his texture, his width, his shape. She wanted to know just how much she had to work with tonight. Tenten got tired fighting back his boxers so she just pulled them down his hips. Gaara pushed them off the rest of the way; they became lost somewhere in his bed. The candlelight flickered as Gaara lightly ran his fingers up and down between her breasts. He actually knew how to take off a bra…he had told Tenten that he had done his homework and he wasn’t lying. He reached behind her back and unhooked her bra; it soon ended up at the side of the bed. Tenten sighed as Gaara fondled her softly. It was surprising that a ninja of this caliber could be this tender with her, but the way he softly caressed her tender breasts made her long for more. She could feel her getting wet between her legs, she felt herself getting even more wet when she felt Gaara straddle her. His rock hard manhood was pushing against the thin cotton barrier between Tenten’s legs. It seemed as though Gaara didn’t want to waste any time with Tenten. He wanted her and the more they explored one another, the worse his longing became. He licked her nipples, tasting her while groping her between her legs. He wanted badly to finger her, but he was too occupied at her breast to bother with slipping her underwear off.

“Gaara…” She sighed softly. She was still swept away but the gentleness of Gaara’s actions. He stopped to remove her panties as he had earlier wished. Now here they were, both nude, both clearly wanting to be completely taken by the other. There was no reason to delay; you could cut the sexual heat with a knife. Once again, Gaara hadn’t ever envisioned a woman’s sweet hole looking like this, but he couldn’t wait to taste it with his hungry cock. Gaara quickly and aggressively entered her. Tenten whimpered at first but she liked it. Her walls were tight, yet her body was experienced and so Gaara wasn’t a complete shock to her inner wonderland.

Gaara shuttered and made himself comfortable over Tenten’s small body. He had to be on top because he wanted control and since this was his first he definitely wanted control. “You feel good.” Gaara told her, pushing loose strands of brown hair away from Tenten’s face. She smiled and slipped her hands around his waist.

“Oh it gets better.” She told him. Gaara experimented with his speed, taking it very slowly, feeling every little crevice of her body, feeling her warm slippery entrapment. Gara was satisfied with this and so he decided to go faster, he could feel pleasure pour throughout his body the faster he went. This was an inescapable heaven for both of them. Now both Gaara and Tenten were beginning to moan and plead for one another in near unison. They were protected by crimson sheets; they could do anything they wanted throughout the night. Tenten parted her legs wider allowing Gaara to gain a better access to her. She felt like such a whore, she felt so dirty and so wild tonight and she loved it.

“Oh…ooooh….aaaaaah….ah…” Gaara let his pleasureful sighs escape from low in his throat. Tenten felt so good.

“Oooh….oh Gaara…Gaara…Gaara…” There was something about hearing Tenten beg for him that made him get more excited, perhaps it was because he felt that he was giving her pleasure she hadn’t felt before….and he was. Even though Tenten had been having sex…Gaara was different and he felt different inside of her. Gaara repositioned his body and pushed Tenten’s legs in a wide V. She could feel her body open up and she could feel Gaara creep a little farther inside of her. She relaxed her hands over her head and waited for him to ride her like she knew he could. She was careful not to get too loud. She didn’t want her team mates to know she was fucking the Kazekage…and enjoying it like hell. “Oh god Gaara….oh god…oooooh…yeah.” Tenten whined softly. She could hear Gaara’s bedsprings slightly squeaking in rhythm with his pounding pace.
Since Gaara had never had an orgasm brought on by intercourse, he wasn’t ready for it and he didn’t realize he was going to cum so quickly. He shot a hot load deep inside her. That was a new experience for Tenten…she ALWAYS came before Neji and now her partner had climaxed before her. However, the feeling of Gaara’s hot seed leaking into her body sent her into an orgasmic oblivion. She felt her own juices run down her leg and onto his sheets. Gaara could feel the ultra sensitivity in the head of his cock; it was so sensitive that it almost hurt. He swallowed hard and rested his weight on top of Tenten.

They held each other in the candlelight, waiting for the hormones and raging pulses to return to normal levels. Of course, the night was young and they were highly aroused by one another. This would only be the beginning to an all night romp.