Affirmation of Love

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Everyone else, I'm glad you're enjoying it :) And so I present to you the last chapter...



Affirmation of Love- Part 3


Naruto was generous enough to open his mouth up to Gaara, groaning when he felt a tongue slip inside. Uzumaki’s hand reached out to touch him again, starting with Gaara’s cheek.

“Mm, Gaara,” Naruto pulled away. “This is starting to hurt.” Naruto frowned, glancing down at his somewhat dying arousal. Gaara’s had been hurting too, but he had ignored it. Now that things were cleared up between them, he let his attention wander back to it.

Tilting his head a bit, an idea popped up. One he had seen in his dream. He pushed Uzumaki back, tugging down his boxers as the blond complained.

“What’s the big idea?” Naruto watched, propped up on his forearms while Gaara went to work.

Gaara gave him a firm look, requesting him to be quiet. He pulled off his sandals before continuing to wiggle out of his pants and was amused to find his partner’s cheeks had turned a bright red at the sight of Gaara’s nakedness.

“Behave and I’ll demonstrate what I dreamt about.”

Naruto nodded his head enthusiastically, laying back down and wiggling a bit to get comfortable on the hard floor.

Gaara crawled over him. He began by turning Naruto’s head and latching onto a sensitive spot on his neck. Raking his teeth against the skin, he nibbled a little before licking it and sucking hard. Naruto let out a heavy moan, turning his head to bare his neck in submission.

Gaara’s hand caressed his sides, his stomach, his chest. He wasn’t sure he was doing things correctly, but he was feeling encouraged by the way the other boy moaned and squirmed beneath him. His own cock hardened again at the air of need exuding from his partner.

Gaara’s mouth slid along flushed skin, stopping again at a pert dusky nipple. Gaara licked his lips, making certain they were moist before popping one into his mouth and nibbling. Naruto’s back arched, pushing himself closer to Gaara while a hand slid from Gaara’s shoulder blade to the small of his back.

Gaara shivered under the caress, licking at Uzumaki’s nipple once more before letting it fall out with a plop. He brushed a thumb over the sensitized flesh while his mouth roamed over to Naruto’s left side where he gave the next nipple the same love and attention as the first. Naruto’s hands raked at his back, one hand digging into hair at the base of his skull while the other continuously tried to dip lower along Gaara’s back. He felt Uzumaki’s arousal brush against him when the golden boy brought his hips up to meet him and discovered that such actions corresponded with how hard Gaara sucked on his nipple.

Smiling at the trick he discovered, Gaara moved on, pressing Uzumaki’s hips down while his tongue traced the demon seal slowly, starting from the outside and winding his way in. He dipped his tongue into the belly button waiting at the end of the path, eyes watching the line of Uzumaki’s chest rising with harsh intakes of breath.

Sticking to his plan, he skipped the one spot he knew Naruto was begging for him to touch. He chose instead to spread Uzumaki’s legs apart, licking at an inner thigh while his thumb rubbed circles over the other. He was pleased to see how much his partner enjoyed it, eyes sliding over Uzumaki’s arousal, and the drops of liquid that seemed to be forming at the top. Gaara licked a path from inner thigh to the sacs between those golden thighs, before taking one into his mouth and sucking lightly. He held Uzumaki’s thighs down firmly, anticipating the thrashing it would provoke.

But never allowing his mouth to linger in one place for long, he then reached for the proof of all of Uzumaki’s desire, letting his tongue stroke firmly along the side, from base to just below the tip. He suckled on it a little like one eating a popsicle cone before holding the base tentatively in one hand and licking at the tip. His first reaction was to draw back and make a face at the taste of the liquid now trickling from a weeping slit, but reminding himself that he had eaten worse things in his life, he forced himself to continue, licking at the juncture between shaft and the mushroom shaped tip or pushing into the weeping slit. Naruto moaned and panted with more urgency while Gaara calmly explored the most fascinating organ with his mouth. He had done little to explore his own and he marveled at how it felt against his tongue- so hard and yet so soft.

Finally, he popped the tip into his mouth, running his tongue in circles around the girth. It was a challenge to fit Uzumaki into his small mouth and not catch him with the edge of his teeth, but he managed the best he could.

He was in fact, so focused on his work that he failed to notice the other boy’s increased level of thrashing or the degree to which his cries had escalated. He was therefore a little shocked when he felt hot liquid being squirted into his mouth, and the sound of his name echoing through the office, having been shouted by Uzumaki.

It was also a little embarrassing when his guards came rushing into his office at the sounds of such an alarming cry.

All parties involved froze immediately. Uzumaki squeezed his eyes shut, pretending none of them were there while Gaara stayed calm, making himself gulp down Uzumaki’s discharge before he spoke up.

He had never seen his guards look so terrified of him.

“Did you need something?” Gaara asked calmly, despite the fact that he was naked and had just been caught with another man’s cock in his mouth.

The first guard backed up slowly, clearing his throat to attempt to speak. “We… we thought there was a disturbance…” Two of them were already out the door. “Our apologies for disturbing you.” The last guard backed away, shutting the door a bit harsher than necessary.

Both boys sat quietly, neither moving an inch from their position. Naruto stared at the ceiling with an absolute expression of shock clearly written across his face. Then as if some holding jutsu had been suddenly released he jumped up, grabbed his boxers and quickly tried to put his clothes back on.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe we just got caught... and now it’s going to be all over the village. Sakura is SO gonna kill me and that stupid perverted teacher will probably never EVER let me live this down.”

Gaara stayed where he was, watching as Naruto rushed about the office.

“Uzumaki.”

Naruto paused for a moment to look at him.

“They’re just guards.” Naruto looked at him with a type of confusion as if he didn’t quite understand what Gaara was getting at.

“But doesn’t it bother you that we were caught in the middle of… you know what?” He picked up his hitaite.

“That I was with you?” Naruto’s expression changed. He put his hitaite back down, guilt evident in the way his eyebrows curved. “I’m not ashamed. Isn’t that what it means to love someone? To not feel ashamed of this.” He gestured at his clothes strewn on the floor. “You didn’t tell Sakura about us, did you?”

It wasn’t really a question.

Naruto closed his eyes and sighed. “I thought you said you were trying.” Gaara carefully got to his feet and picked up his pants. “Are you that ashamed of me?” He slowly began to put them on, hissing when he had to pull them over his neglected arousal.

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around him from behind. Uzumaki’s breath was warm against his ear.

“I’m sorry. I’m being an ass, aren’t I? It’s just that I wasn’t joking when I said I was confused and to be honest, I’ve had all these thoughts and feelings floating around in my head and then I found out that we were both dreaming of each other and all these other good feelings came with it too and I don’t even know where I’m going with this, but I somehow think I should be apologizing. I’m not too good at putting my feelings into words, but I think right now I’m just embarrassed by being seen by anyone in such a position. Had it been me and Sakura, I would have reacted the same way.” His grip tightened. “I’m sorry. I keep trying to prove to everyone that I’m not a kid anymore and then I do something like this. But I promise you, from now on, I’ll try not to run away from this- from us, anymore.”

He turned Gaara around in his arms, pressing a kiss against his mouth. His hands came up to cup Gaara’s face in his palms, deepening their kiss.

“Give me another chance?” He whispered against his mouth. “Let me prove myself this time.” He pressed another, softer kiss against the side of his mouth while his hands drifted to the waistband of Gaara’s pants. His lips slid to his ear, nibbling at the edges while one hand palmed Gaara’s remaining arousal. Gaara inhaled sharply and felt a lick at his earlobe. Naruto took the small bit of flesh into his mouth, suckling while his hand felt along the length of Gaara’s hardness. Gaara held onto Uzumaki’s shoulder, his head leaning towards Uzumaki’s chest.

“I was mistaken when I said you were pretty.” He guided Gaara back to the desk, unzipping the pants and tugging them down over his hips. His lips attached themselves to Gaara’s neck, suckling at the taut pale skin. His hand caressed Gaara’s hips before guiding him onto the edge of the large desk. “I meant that you are beautiful.” His hands left, and Gaara wanted to cry for his touch again, but quickly realized that Naruto was removing his own clothes again and Gaara, eager to touch that skin again, helped.



Gaara was pleased to discover how natural this felt between them- the joining of mouths and hands and tongues, and the way his lover’s hips seem to fit between his thighs.

Once again, he found his back pressed against his desk, but didn’t mind as Naruto’s body enwrapped itself around him. He shivered when their bodies touched, a slight gasp rising to his lips at the sensation of warm flesh shifting against his sensitive skin. It felt almost as good as his lips. Almost.

Naruto pressed his hips down, greeting Gaara with the thin fabric of cotton boxers and drawing out a hiss. Gaara’s hands held firmly onto his shoulders, wrapping one firmly around the base of his neck and tugged downwards. He brushed a kiss against the other boy’s lips staring into the blue eyes that looked at him with the softest expression he had ever witnessed.

“Gaara,” Naruto whispered against his mouth. Tan hips pressed down to meet him again and Gaara’s body moved on its own, trying to press roughly against that waiting body. Gaara shuddered under the sensations overwhelming him. This was much better than his dream.

In his dream they had merely been two wild bodies, tearing into each other lustfully, but this- this gentleness, this deliberation was not something Gaara knew how to handle. The feeling inside of him was something akin to pain and yet not. A kind of yearning he was unaccustomed to and didn’t quite know how to accept. He found it somewhat frightening.

But he was would not be a coward. Not in front of Uzumaki and not when he had him like this.

Naruto’s mouth was surprisingly gentle. He had expected the boy to rush into everything hastily, roughly, like he had imagined in his dreams. But Naruto was all soft touches and fluttery kisses. Like he was afraid of touching him the wrong way.

“Tell me what feels good,” the genin asked gently.

“You,” Gaara panted as Naruto ground their hips together. “All of you.” Gaara sighed into an open mouthed kiss. He rubbed his inner thighs against slender hips. Never breaking their kiss, Uzumaki pushed down his boxers again, rubbing his newly risen arousal against Gaara’s. Gaara sighed, blushing at the feeling of their naked erections grinding against each other. He could feel heat spreading across his skin like wildfire with each roll of Uzumaki’s strong hips. His skin burned, from his cheeks to his chest, and he whimpered when a long fingered hand wrapped itself around both their arousals and stroked up roughly. Gaara’s thighs clenched around Uzumaki’s waist, his fingers digging into Uzumaki’s rippling back. Naruto stroked him firmly, but slowly, kissing him between strokes.

Gaara had never been treated with so much gentleness. It alarmed him when he felt a wetness pooling at the corner of one eye. Naruto continued to stroke themselves simultaneously, his eyes closed peacefully and his tongue probing Gaara’s mouth carefully.

Gaara’s body shuddered, his thighs shaking when each stroke brought pleasure so deep, it hurt. He whimpered with each stroke, slightly alarmed by how undignified he sounded, but so enraptured by the feeling of being loved, he didn’t care. “Naru…Oh.,” Naruto’s hand tightened, stroking up once more before rubbing in circles around the tips. Gaara’s thighs clenched and he cried out at his long awaited release. He shut his eyes and a tear slid down his cheek.

Naruto continued to kiss him, letting their mouths linger. More gentleness than passion. Gaara could still feel his erection pressed against his now softening member and Naruto’s hand rubbing over himself until he too gave out a strangled cry and warm liquid splattered onto Gaara’s belly.

“Gaara.” Naruto nuzzled his neck, his nose and cheek. He seemed to notice the dampness there because he suddenly sounded alarmed. “Gaara were you crying? What’s wrong?” He wiped away the filmy trail. “Did I hurt you? Are you still angry at me?”

Gaara only shook his head and smiled.

“I think I know what it feels like now.”

Naruto still looked concerned, worry clearly in his eyes. “Know what what feels like?”

Gaara pulled Naruto down into a slow, lazy kiss, caressing a whiskered cheek with his fingertips.

“Love.”



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