Fever Pitch

If: woo... Well welcome to the next chapter. Thanks to my wonderful reviewers!! Much love! And finally there's some smutty stuff happening! Woo smutty stuff! Enjoy!

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A piano started to play. There was no base, the chords were pure and had a Latin feel to them. The base added, along with claps and soon there were saxophones playing. The song oozed sex, and Sasuke knew that one song, this one single song would break his will and deliver his whole body and soul to the beautiful boy in his arms.

Gaara’s hips were rocking against his; his hands were running over his hips and ass, grabbing hold of the firm flesh and grinding their hips together. Sasuke could only gasp for air and push his hands into silky red hair. The lights were burning red, casting deep shadows around the two of them, giving off the feel of more intimacy and sensuality. Heat was building up around them, and then the lyrics began.

--I took ur picture, with one particular reason and its to capture ur character,
--I like to sit and stare at 'cha
--Ain’t nothin wrong with starin at cha

--Girl don't be scared at the fact that I envision us getting married and I ain't tryin to rush nuttin
--Cuz I ain’t rushin
--It'll take a time like, "what’s them things that move slow you know them... damn... I can’t think cuz u on my mind..."
--And when u on my mind I can’t find anything that rhymes with the word rhyme
--I gotta rhyme rhyme with mixture

Gaara’s eyes were running all over Sasuke. The heat that was consuming the raven haired boy was starting to get unbearable. The way Gaara was looking at him was making him feel exposed, naked before him, like the red head could see straight into his soul. There was nothing that couldn’t be seen, and Sasuke knew that Gaara liked what he saw, if the mouth that suddenly descended on his throat was anything to go by.

--And speakin of mixture
--With you I wanna be mixed up
--Im like a record and ur like a record
--So lets let the DJ mix us
--Ur like an elixir
--That’s got me tipsy,
--This is just like Ripley's "Believe it or not" girl
--But I love you

Sasuke arched his back, pressing himself against the solid red head as one of Gaara’s hands pushed its way up the back of his skin tight wife beater. Sasuke’s mouth was hanging open and he was breathing in hot air straight from Gaara’s mouth. Their lips were just centimeters apart, and the raven took the chance to close the distance and capture those pink pillows of pure sin.

--[Chorus]
--Girl u really got me goin
--Outta control
--I dot know what im doin
--Lets let it go
--And do what we do best
--Take off our clothes
--We look better undressed

--[Bridge-repeat 2x]
--Yes to sex
--Yes to sex
--No to War
--No to war
--Fightin' is frightin'
--Fightin' is frightin'
--Yes to sex
--It's so much more exciting
--Yes to sex
--Yes to sex
--No to War
--No to war
--Fightin is frightening, Fightin is frightening
--Yes to sex
--It's so much more exciting

Sasuke’s hands were trailing down Gaara’s arms, to his chest and caressing the muscled chest that was now scant inches apart from his own chest. Their lips were still connected, and Sasuke soon found that his mouth was invaded by the warm, wet tongue from Gaara’s own mouth. A moan escaped from him, but was muffled by Gaara’s mouth. Gaara’s tongue was running over every crevice, every millimeter of Sasuke’s mouth. Sasuke’s own tongue was aching to caress Gaara’s tongue, but the red head’s talented tongue would always dart away from Sasuke’s own tongue. Sasuke’s hands tightened on Gaara’s back, his blunt nails digging into the flesh through the shirt, from the pleasurable torture the red head was imparting on him. Gaara still had one hand up Sasuke’s shirt, but the other deviant hand was pushing its way down the back of Sasuke’s pants, causing the black haired boy to gasp, pulling away from that delicious torture, arch his back and tilt his head back, opening his neck to Gaara, who gladly set to work on it.

--For you I’m a fanatic
--Fuck it, I’m a addict
--Ur sexy antics turn me on like automatic
--No need to get dramatic
--But I gotta have it
--(gimme gimme gimme gimme)
--Gimme some of them sexual acrobatics
--Karma sutra girl, anything that suits you girl
--Stuff that you ain't used to girl
--Come over here and let me show you just how Willy do it
--Im a freak and u knew it
--Ur a freak and I knew it
--Baby lets get to it
--'cause girl...
--U really got me goin
--Outta control
--I dot know what im doin
--Lets let it go
--And do what we do best
--Take off our clothes
--We look better undressed
--It’s called the S E X X X X
--(YES YES YES)

Sasuke was drowning in pleasure, the mouth on his neck marking him, the hand roaming over his back, and the hand kneading his backside. The raven was overwhelmed, he was hot, and he was loving every minute of this torturous pleasure, this tempting teasing. Gaara pulled away from him completely and Sasuke mewled, reaching out to try and pull the red head back. Gaara just smirked. Grabbing Sasuke’s hand, they wove through the mass of sex crazed people who were rubbing against one another. Sasuke felt a quick sting of jealousy, but one glance at Gaara’s mischievous face and all of his qualms flew out the window. Sasuke licked his lips and swallowed hard in anticipation, following the red head willingly.

The door the red head had entered was looming before him as they traveled through the throng of people. Gaara pulled him up the stairs and out the door. Sasuke had enough time to blink before he was shoved up against a wall, Gaara’s mouth crashing down on his once more. Sasuke’s hands flew up, burying themselves in Gaara’s hair, tugging and pulling occasionally as the red head attacked his throat, having broken away from Sasuke’s mouth to lip, nip, kiss and suck his way around Sasuke’s neck.

--U take me to ecstasy
--Without takin ecstasy
--Its exactly like ecstasy
--When u layin right next to me
--Im sexin' u
--Sexin u
--U sexin me
--Sexin me
--Its feels so damn natural
--Wut we doin so naturally
--Im likin u rubbin' me
--And u likin me rubbin' u
--Da passions immaculate
--While u lovin me lovin u
--I put L-O-V-E in you I love me puttin' me in you
--Make love to you
--Just like Sergio Mendez plays the piano

Sasuke was gasping, fighting for air, utterly overwhelmed by the red head currently tossing his shirt behind him. There was no rush of cold air since they were still in the hot atmosphere of the club; they just weren’t in the main room. Gaara was looking at him with half lidded eyes and Sasuke just stood there catching his breath for a moment, then he pounced. Catching Gaara completely off guard, Sasuke grabbed the front of his shirt, and slammed him into the wall before running his hands all over the writhing red head’s body before stripping him of his shirt. Gaara was struggling to keep up, but a hand to the bulge in Sasuke’s pants reduced the raven haired boy to a quivering mess and put Gaara once again in control.

Keeping his hand where it was, Gaara gently pushed Sasuke back against the wall before gently kneading the flesh in the palm of his hand. Sasuke panted and moaned, his hands grabbing onto Gaara’s bare shoulders and thrusting his hips forward. Gaara ‘tisk’ed and pulled his hand away to grab hold of Sasuke’s hip. Bending forward, the red head nipped at Sasuke’s collar bone, making the boy gasp and groan. Gaara grinned and bit down. Sasuke cried out, but was soon moaning as Gaara sucked and lipped the sore spot.

Unbeknownst to Sasuke, Gaara’s other hand was making quick work of the black haired boy’s pants. The button was undone and the zipper was slowly descending, and when it was down all the way, Gaara made his move. Simultaneously Gaara’s hand was down Sasuke’s boxers and wrapped around the erection there and his mouth latched onto one of Sasuke’s pink nipples. Sasuke screamed the sound ringing in the hallway they were in. A smirk was covering Gaara’s face as he nipped at the nub of flesh, his hand squeezing around firm flesh, reducing Sasuke to a quivering mess.

Sasuke’s hands gripped tightly onto Gaara’s shoulders, his legs were unsteady, and if this kept up he was going to blow his load before anything really interesting happened. The hand that was wrapped around his erection slipped off and Sasuke whimpered at the loss, too far gone to care how needy and wanton he sounded. A chuckle was heard from his companion and suddenly there was a draft. Sasuke blinked unfocused eyes. Something had happened. He could feel Gaara’s eyes running all over him, and Sasuke tried to focus on just what had happened through his lust filled brain. A look down quickly fixed that. His pants and boxers were around his ankles and he had the sudden urge to cover up the erection that was standing proudly. His hands moved to cover himself, but Gaara snagged his wrists in one hand and pinned his arms above his head. Sasuke blushed brightly; even though it was hard to see in the dim light, but didn’t fight as Gaara’s other hand ran down his body and gently stroked his cock. Shivering, Sasuke let out a shaky moan. Gaara grinned and leaned down to take his ear lobe into his mouth.
Sasuke tried to get that hand back to his now leaking erection, but found that it was all in vain, since the hand had disappeared somewhere his hips couldn’t reach. Sasuke groaned in frustration, but Gaara swiftly silenced him by covering his mouth with his own. Quickly opening his mouth, Sasuke let Gaara’s tongue invade and started a battle between them before he broke away with a startled gasp for air. The hand that had been fondling his erection had returned, along with Gaara’s own painfully hard flesh.

Sasuke mewled as their erections rubbed against one another for the first time, his breathing pattern becoming erratic once again, overwhelmed by the sensations. Gaara’s own breathing had picked up, Sasuke was pleased to note. The red head was sucking almost painfully hard on his neck, and Sasuke was finding that he didn’t care. Gaara’s firm flesh was sliding along his, and his hand was wrapped around the both of them and that was all Sasuke could care about. Loud shouts, moans and groans escaped him as the red head thrusted and brought them so close to the edge that Sasuke could almost swear that he was shaking like a leaf and sounding like a professional porn star. Gaara wasn’t that much better off. There was sweat beading on the red head’s forehead, and his moans were getting progressively louder. Sasuke couldn’t hold it anymore. Screaming out Gaara’s name he came harder that he had in his whole life. The red head wasn’t far behind, pushing himself flush against the shuddering body that was Sasuke and grinding their hips together causing Sasuke to groan. Gaara bit down onto Sasuke’s neck to muffle his own cry of ecstasy as he came.

Both boys took their time coming down from their high, but eventually Sasuke was brought back to reality, in the form of Gaara pushing away from his body. Sasuke blinked his eyes and watched as Gaara brought his hand up to his mouth and cleaned it off. Sasuke shuddered. Gaara noticed the shudder, smirked and brought his hand down to wipe it along Sasuke’s thigh. Sasuke watched as Gaara held his hand out to him. Having already come to a decision in his mind, Sasuke leaned forward to lick at the substance covering Gaara’s hand once again. He looked up through lidded eyes to see the red head watching him intently as he cleaned off their cum.

Sasuke found himself being pressed against the wall again as the red head trailed kisses down his torso and hips to start lapping at the cum still coating his thighs. Sasuke groaned and thrashed his head from side to side, feeling his cock come back to life. Gaara chuckled as he licked Sasuke’s thighs, nudging them apart as he tried to get at the sensitive flesh on the inner thigh. Sasuke brought his hands down to lace through the silky strands of Gaara’s hair as the red head started to lick at his sensitive cock. Moaning, Sasuke could only watch as Gaara stood back up. Their eyes met for a breathless moment, and then Sasuke was on his knees cleaning up the mess that was on Gaara’s own legs. As Sasuke got to the other boy’s cock he took in a deep breath and tried to swallow it whole. Gaara gasped in surprise and his hips instinctively pushed forward. Sasuke pulled back quickly and coughed, having not expecting that and his gag reflex kicking in.

“That’s what you get for being impertinent,” Gaara said, his now husky voice sounding unbelievably sexy to the raven who was now standing up, pulling his pants and boxers with him.

“I couldn’t help myself,” Sasuke replied impishly. Gaara smirked, the expression looking slightly crazed, but entirely amused.

Gaara’s mouth captured his own, and Sasuke dropped his pants to wrap his arms around the red head’s neck as they once again battled for dominance. Gaara pressed them back against the wall, his hands roaming Sasuke’s body again. Sasuke let his own hand pull at Gaara’s hair. Then suddenly Gaara pulled away. Both boys were panting.

“… What is it about you that makes me want to just keep coming back for more?” Gaara asked. Sasuke grinned impishly.

“I don’t know, but whatever it is you’ve got it as well,” he replied, trying to bring Gaara back for a kiss. Gaara avoided his attempts though and somehow disentangled them. Sasuke pouted and Gaara almost laughed at the sight.

“The music is calling,” Gaara said as an explanation of why he was starting to zip his pants and search for his shirt. Sasuke just frowned at him, but followed suit. Gaara held out Sasuke’s shirt for him to take and it was then that Sasuke noticed Gaara was already redressed and looking impeccable, even though he himself was covered in hickeys and love bites.

“By the way,” Gaara said and Sasuke looked at him with wide expectant eyes. Gaara chuckled. “What’s your name anyway?”

Sasuke’s mouth hung open for a moment before he finally remembered how to speak. “Sasuke… Sasuke Uchiha.”

Gaara nodded before turning and heading for the door to the club. Looking over his shoulder at the boy standing there staring at him, Gaara found his body moved of its own free will and held out a hand for Sasuke. Sasuke immediately raced over and took hold of it and the two went back to the dance floor.