Everything He Ever Wanted
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Naruto › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
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1,953
Reviews:
2
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0
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i do not own naruto or anything remotely assosiated to any of this and i make no money from this fic. also: i do not own the naito boys--slavery is illegal
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Gaara snapped out of his trance-like- state and bolted like a scared cat, bumping into Sasuke who, unbeknownst to them, had seen everything. Sasuku and Shikamaru stared at each other for a whole two minutes after the guitarist left. Finally, Sasuke broke the silence.
“What was that about?” the bassist asked. The drummer gave a noncommittal shrug and got up, slapping the bassist’s ass as he passed the slightly shorter man. Sasuke could do nothing more than gasp as Shikamaru disappeared in a few strides.
‘Tall people.’ Sasuke thought with mock anger. It was ironic seeing as how Sasuke is just two inches shorter than Shikamaru. But the point remained that Sasuke had seen Shikamaru kiss Gaara, with tongue involved, and if the look on the guitarist’s face said anything, Shikamaru hadn’t asked permission.
There were few secrets between the band memebers; they were like brothers to each other. For example: they all knew that Sasuke and Neji have slept together and are thinking about having a serious relationship (it was just a lot to contemplate at the moment, what with their careers and the fact that they ere also involved with other people), and Shikamaru and Naruto, and Shikamaru and Neji, and Naruto and Neji. Point: they’d all slept with each other except Gaara. Seeing Sasuke and Neji making out was probably getting to the guitarist. Was that why Gaara was having these dreams? Because he had never gotten any (from them anyways)?
Naruto came by Gaara’s house a few hours later slightly worried about why the guitarist ran out without practicing with them. After being seated comfortably with a can of soda on Gaara’s couch, the vocalist got straight to the point.
“Wanna talk about it?” The vocalist asked. Gaara shook his head ‘no’. Naruto, knowing him well, stayed silent, waiting until the guitarist opened up to him. After a few minutes of slightly tense silence, when Naruto thought he really wouldn’t say anything, the guitarist finally spoke.
“I’ve...um...been having these...dreams.” Gaara confessed, his face a clear impression of a tomato. At his expression, Naruto’s eyebrows rose.
Oh.
Interesting.
“What kind of dreams?” Naruto asked. He wasn’t trying to torture the shy guitarist, but he really wanted to know if it was—
“You know, those kinds of dreams.” Gaara said, emphasizing ‘those’ and looking away.
“Ah.” Naruto said a knowing smile trying to make its way to his face, but he suppressed it knowing the younger man would be flustered.
“Can I ask about who?” After a while, Gaara gave a small smile.
“Yes, you can.” The guitarist answered, but said no more.
“So? Are you going to tell me?” Naruto asked after a while. Gaara blushed again, his body freezing once more.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me.” Naruto said, knowing his friend was very personal and shy and blushed at about anything.
“Um...well... you see...I had these dreams... about...about you...and Shikamaru...and Sasuke...and Neji...—” With every name, Naruto’s eyes grew wider.
“–Together.” Gaara finished, burying his flaming face in his hands.
“Oh. OH!” Was all Naruto said, too stunned to say anything else.
‘Wow. Who’d have thought that Gaara had those kinds of thoughts? Then again, he is a guy.’ Naruto reasoned with himself
“Um...well... I don’t know what to say.” Naruto said blushing.
“I’m a horrible person aren’t I? You guys are practically my brothers.” Gaara said looking ashamed, knowing it was bad when Naruto blushed. The guy didn’t blush easily. Naruto snorted at Gaara’s naiveté, loving the guy but not about to comfort him, at least not in a babying way.
“Oh Gaara. My adorably naïve Gaara.” Though Gaara was only a few months younger than Naruto, and the youngest of their group, the guitarist was so…the word innocent sprang to mind.
“Do brothers have sex with each other?” Naruto asked, seeing the guitarist look like he was about to pass out, he held up his hands.
“Never mind. Don’t answer that—” the guitarist took a deep breath—
“So when you said together, did you mean all at the same time?” – and choked on air.
“Naruto!” Gaara squeaked after he got over the shock.
“What? It’s a question. If you’re dreaming about me I wanna know.” Gaara stared at him wide-eyed.
“So?” Naruto prompted, getting excited at the thought of all of them together. He’d already slept with Shikamaru and Neji, but he’d never tried a threesome with both.
“Yes...together. But...it was... you were all focused on me...I mean...in my dream, Shikamaru was kissing Neji, but it was mostly centered on me.”
This was the most the guitarist had said all day and, aside from the hesitation, it was the sexiest picture his imagination had ever painted—and it was just a watered down version of Gaara’s dreams. After a while he spoke.
“That would be good. In case you haven’t noticed, you’re the only one who hasn’t had sex with us. I feel abandoned. Don’t you love me?” he asked with fake hurt in his voice, but messed it up by laughing lightly. Gaara also laughed, relaxing as he did—it felt like a weight was lifted off his chest.
“Oh man, I gotta go, but listen,” he got up from the couch and bent to pick up his cell phone from the top of the low table in front of him. He eliminated the distance between Gaara and himself and, slowly, so as to not startle the other man, leaned forward. He stopped just a hair's breadth away from Gaara’s, seeing that the guitarist had closed his eyes, waiting for the vocalist to kiss him.
“Gaara.” He whispered, waiting until said person opened his eyes. Gaara opened his eyes confusedly, wondering why the vocalist hadn’t kissed him. Naruto smiled, suddenly shy.
“Well,” Naruto said, “I wanted you to kiss me.” Both men blushed, feeling like schoolgirls, and Gaara leaned in, ridding the space between their lips, sealing them in a soft kiss.
All too soon, Naruto pulled back, smiling warmly at Gaara’s confused and hurt look.
“We should do this more often.” And, being the pervert that he was, he added lewdly, “but without clothes on...and we should get the others in on this.” He chuckled to himself as he left Gaara alone on his couch, his face red enough to put beets to shame.
“What was that about?” the bassist asked. The drummer gave a noncommittal shrug and got up, slapping the bassist’s ass as he passed the slightly shorter man. Sasuke could do nothing more than gasp as Shikamaru disappeared in a few strides.
‘Tall people.’ Sasuke thought with mock anger. It was ironic seeing as how Sasuke is just two inches shorter than Shikamaru. But the point remained that Sasuke had seen Shikamaru kiss Gaara, with tongue involved, and if the look on the guitarist’s face said anything, Shikamaru hadn’t asked permission.
There were few secrets between the band memebers; they were like brothers to each other. For example: they all knew that Sasuke and Neji have slept together and are thinking about having a serious relationship (it was just a lot to contemplate at the moment, what with their careers and the fact that they ere also involved with other people), and Shikamaru and Naruto, and Shikamaru and Neji, and Naruto and Neji. Point: they’d all slept with each other except Gaara. Seeing Sasuke and Neji making out was probably getting to the guitarist. Was that why Gaara was having these dreams? Because he had never gotten any (from them anyways)?
Naruto came by Gaara’s house a few hours later slightly worried about why the guitarist ran out without practicing with them. After being seated comfortably with a can of soda on Gaara’s couch, the vocalist got straight to the point.
“Wanna talk about it?” The vocalist asked. Gaara shook his head ‘no’. Naruto, knowing him well, stayed silent, waiting until the guitarist opened up to him. After a few minutes of slightly tense silence, when Naruto thought he really wouldn’t say anything, the guitarist finally spoke.
“I’ve...um...been having these...dreams.” Gaara confessed, his face a clear impression of a tomato. At his expression, Naruto’s eyebrows rose.
Oh.
Interesting.
“What kind of dreams?” Naruto asked. He wasn’t trying to torture the shy guitarist, but he really wanted to know if it was—
“You know, those kinds of dreams.” Gaara said, emphasizing ‘those’ and looking away.
“Ah.” Naruto said a knowing smile trying to make its way to his face, but he suppressed it knowing the younger man would be flustered.
“Can I ask about who?” After a while, Gaara gave a small smile.
“Yes, you can.” The guitarist answered, but said no more.
“So? Are you going to tell me?” Naruto asked after a while. Gaara blushed again, his body freezing once more.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me.” Naruto said, knowing his friend was very personal and shy and blushed at about anything.
“Um...well... you see...I had these dreams... about...about you...and Shikamaru...and Sasuke...and Neji...—” With every name, Naruto’s eyes grew wider.
“–Together.” Gaara finished, burying his flaming face in his hands.
“Oh. OH!” Was all Naruto said, too stunned to say anything else.
‘Wow. Who’d have thought that Gaara had those kinds of thoughts? Then again, he is a guy.’ Naruto reasoned with himself
“Um...well... I don’t know what to say.” Naruto said blushing.
“I’m a horrible person aren’t I? You guys are practically my brothers.” Gaara said looking ashamed, knowing it was bad when Naruto blushed. The guy didn’t blush easily. Naruto snorted at Gaara’s naiveté, loving the guy but not about to comfort him, at least not in a babying way.
“Oh Gaara. My adorably naïve Gaara.” Though Gaara was only a few months younger than Naruto, and the youngest of their group, the guitarist was so…the word innocent sprang to mind.
“Do brothers have sex with each other?” Naruto asked, seeing the guitarist look like he was about to pass out, he held up his hands.
“Never mind. Don’t answer that—” the guitarist took a deep breath—
“So when you said together, did you mean all at the same time?” – and choked on air.
“Naruto!” Gaara squeaked after he got over the shock.
“What? It’s a question. If you’re dreaming about me I wanna know.” Gaara stared at him wide-eyed.
“So?” Naruto prompted, getting excited at the thought of all of them together. He’d already slept with Shikamaru and Neji, but he’d never tried a threesome with both.
“Yes...together. But...it was... you were all focused on me...I mean...in my dream, Shikamaru was kissing Neji, but it was mostly centered on me.”
This was the most the guitarist had said all day and, aside from the hesitation, it was the sexiest picture his imagination had ever painted—and it was just a watered down version of Gaara’s dreams. After a while he spoke.
“That would be good. In case you haven’t noticed, you’re the only one who hasn’t had sex with us. I feel abandoned. Don’t you love me?” he asked with fake hurt in his voice, but messed it up by laughing lightly. Gaara also laughed, relaxing as he did—it felt like a weight was lifted off his chest.
“Oh man, I gotta go, but listen,” he got up from the couch and bent to pick up his cell phone from the top of the low table in front of him. He eliminated the distance between Gaara and himself and, slowly, so as to not startle the other man, leaned forward. He stopped just a hair's breadth away from Gaara’s, seeing that the guitarist had closed his eyes, waiting for the vocalist to kiss him.
“Gaara.” He whispered, waiting until said person opened his eyes. Gaara opened his eyes confusedly, wondering why the vocalist hadn’t kissed him. Naruto smiled, suddenly shy.
“Well,” Naruto said, “I wanted you to kiss me.” Both men blushed, feeling like schoolgirls, and Gaara leaned in, ridding the space between their lips, sealing them in a soft kiss.
All too soon, Naruto pulled back, smiling warmly at Gaara’s confused and hurt look.
“We should do this more often.” And, being the pervert that he was, he added lewdly, “but without clothes on...and we should get the others in on this.” He chuckled to himself as he left Gaara alone on his couch, his face red enough to put beets to shame.