Gaara/Kurama Lemon
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Category:
Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,711
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Gaara/Kurama Lemon
Title: Gaara/Kurama Lemon
Author: TokiMirage
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Gaara/Kurama
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Gaara. Kurama.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'Naruto' or 'Yu Yu Hakusho. I make no money doing this. I am just a crazy author writing fanfiction.
Kurama sighed. It was going to be a while before the Chuunin Final Exam would begin, and he was feeling rather impatient. Making his way towards to their team’s training grounds, he lowered himself into a martial arts stance from his world, planning on practicing.
Earlier on that day he hadn’t bothered to put his weights on, for he wanted to see how much he had improved without them. To his shock, his body moved with such speed that his EYES had trouble keeping up. Quickly adjusting, Kurama smiled. Wearing those weights had really paid off in the end.
After a time of beating trees to shards, Kurama sensed another chakra signature nearby… although just barely. It seemed that the person lurking in the forest was quite adept at stealth.
Slowing himself down to a ‘normal’ pace, he continued to train and ignored the set of eyes he felt upon his back. Pretending to be winded, he stopped and wiped his forehead. His real workout a little while ago had really caused a sweat. Smiling to himself, he made his way to a stream he had seen nearby once.
Keeping his senses alert for any attacks or sudden movement, Kurama washed his face in the creek. Breathing deeply, he stood and stared at the peaceful scenery with calm eyes.
Kurama’s eyes widened when he felt something clamp onto his feet. Looking down, he saw… sand. Trying to pull away, Kurama spread out his senses for the one he knew was near…
Gaara.
“You won’t get away,” a quiet voice said before Kurama found himself pinned to the ground.
Looking up, he saw Gaara staring down on him with hungry eyes. “Get off,” Kurama said, his eyes narrowing dangerously as his more animal instincts began to take over.
“No.”
Eyebrow twitching in annoyance, Kurama was about to shoot a comment back when he felt petal-soft lips on his own. Eyes widening, he stared at Gaara, who’s turquoise eyes stared evenly back at his.
Kurama’s eyes began to slide shut as arousal washed through his system, not expecting Gaara to make such a move.
Gaara took full advantage of Kurama and plundered his mouth, tasting the kitsune’s sweetness. Head heady with lust, Gaara slid his hands down to the strip of cloth that was tied around Kurama’s waist. Removing it with ease, Gaara threw the red bit of cloth to the side. Next, he ordered his sand to lift Kurama up slightly to remove the clothing.
Kurama felt Gaara’s lips pull away from him and his first layer of clothing removed before he was again kissed senseless by the lustful creature straddling him. A low moan rumbled in his chest as Kurama’s buried desire finally erupted like a volcano. Growling lowly in his throat, he tore himself from his sand bonds and flipped them over.
Seeing Gaara’s surprised face, Kurama only smirked sensually, his eyes flashing gold in anticipation. Leaning down, he licked a wet trail up the side of Gaara’s neck, and tasted sand. Frowning, he stared down at the thin layer of protective armor on Gaara’s body. Growling in annoyance, he whispered into Gas eas ear, “If you do not learn to control that armor of yours, then you won’t get what you want from me.”
Gaara stared at Kurama before concentrating hard. He wanted this. He’d always wanted this. And finally, he had sensed a buried lust inside this god-like creature above him. He had gone for it, then, hoping he wouldn’t be rejected or spat upon. And he’d been right, this emerald-eyed beauty had accepted what he wanted without question, and was even taking control. Using all his power, he forced his sand armor to crack away and leave his untouched skin behind.
Kurama licked his lips and sucked on Gaara’s neck, tasting the sweet flesh left untouched from centuries of being covered in that powerful armor. Grinning the grin of Youko Kurama, he gently bit down onto Gaara’s skin, drawing blood.
Gaara gasped when he felt the sweet pain coursing through his body for the first time, and had to use all his will to keep the sand from killing Kurama on the spot. Relaxing whe fee felt Kurama licking the blood away, Gaara moaned in pleasure.
Smirking, Kurama removed Gaara’s tricky clothes, as well as his own, with nimble fingers that had gained much experience over the centuries. Once the boy was naked before him, Kurama went to work, nipping at hard pink nubs and kissing flush skin softly.
Moaning in ecstasy, Gaara arched into the touch, drinking up the pleasure and warm feeling like the starved child he was.
Making his way down to the sand boy’s member, Kurama took it full into his mouth without any warning, causing the boy beneath him to writhe in pleasure, moans coming from his throat constantly.
Gaara quickly ejaculated into Kurama’s warm mouth, unable to take the overload of pleasure bestowed upon him by the emerald-eyed sex god.
Kurama spit cum out onto his hand and coated his member in it. Using excess, he slid two slippery fingers into Gaara’s tight entrance, causing the boy to go rigid beneath him. Moving upwards, Kurama whispered softly into his ear, “It will get better, I promise… Much, much better.”
Kurama’s sultry voice sent a shiver down Gaara’s spine, and he only nodded his head in reply, trying to relax his body.
Kurama slipped in a third finger and scissored his fingers to stretch Gaara’s entrance. Searching for ‘that’ spot, he was rewarded with a loud moan from Gaara. “Looks like I found your little bundle of nerves…” Kurama said with that sexy youko voice of his, his eyes glowing golden.
Removing his fingers, Kurama prepared to enter the shuddering body beneath him. He entered with a swift thrust, drowning any moans of pain with his lips against Gaara’s.
Moving out halfway, he slowly moved back in, aiming for Gaara’s sweet spot. He hit it hard, causing Gaara to moan into the kiss, eyes rolling back in his head.
Smirking hotly, Kurama quickened the pace to obtain his own climax that he had been holding back for a while. A low moan half growl escaped him as the pleasure increased gradually, until both of them came with loud moans of pleasure.
Kurama collapsed on top of Gaara with a sated grin.
Maybe they should do this again some time…
Author: TokiMirage
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Gaara/Kurama
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Gaara. Kurama.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'Naruto' or 'Yu Yu Hakusho. I make no money doing this. I am just a crazy author writing fanfiction.
Kurama sighed. It was going to be a while before the Chuunin Final Exam would begin, and he was feeling rather impatient. Making his way towards to their team’s training grounds, he lowered himself into a martial arts stance from his world, planning on practicing.
Earlier on that day he hadn’t bothered to put his weights on, for he wanted to see how much he had improved without them. To his shock, his body moved with such speed that his EYES had trouble keeping up. Quickly adjusting, Kurama smiled. Wearing those weights had really paid off in the end.
After a time of beating trees to shards, Kurama sensed another chakra signature nearby… although just barely. It seemed that the person lurking in the forest was quite adept at stealth.
Slowing himself down to a ‘normal’ pace, he continued to train and ignored the set of eyes he felt upon his back. Pretending to be winded, he stopped and wiped his forehead. His real workout a little while ago had really caused a sweat. Smiling to himself, he made his way to a stream he had seen nearby once.
Keeping his senses alert for any attacks or sudden movement, Kurama washed his face in the creek. Breathing deeply, he stood and stared at the peaceful scenery with calm eyes.
Kurama’s eyes widened when he felt something clamp onto his feet. Looking down, he saw… sand. Trying to pull away, Kurama spread out his senses for the one he knew was near…
Gaara.
“You won’t get away,” a quiet voice said before Kurama found himself pinned to the ground.
Looking up, he saw Gaara staring down on him with hungry eyes. “Get off,” Kurama said, his eyes narrowing dangerously as his more animal instincts began to take over.
“No.”
Eyebrow twitching in annoyance, Kurama was about to shoot a comment back when he felt petal-soft lips on his own. Eyes widening, he stared at Gaara, who’s turquoise eyes stared evenly back at his.
Kurama’s eyes began to slide shut as arousal washed through his system, not expecting Gaara to make such a move.
Gaara took full advantage of Kurama and plundered his mouth, tasting the kitsune’s sweetness. Head heady with lust, Gaara slid his hands down to the strip of cloth that was tied around Kurama’s waist. Removing it with ease, Gaara threw the red bit of cloth to the side. Next, he ordered his sand to lift Kurama up slightly to remove the clothing.
Kurama felt Gaara’s lips pull away from him and his first layer of clothing removed before he was again kissed senseless by the lustful creature straddling him. A low moan rumbled in his chest as Kurama’s buried desire finally erupted like a volcano. Growling lowly in his throat, he tore himself from his sand bonds and flipped them over.
Seeing Gaara’s surprised face, Kurama only smirked sensually, his eyes flashing gold in anticipation. Leaning down, he licked a wet trail up the side of Gaara’s neck, and tasted sand. Frowning, he stared down at the thin layer of protective armor on Gaara’s body. Growling in annoyance, he whispered into Gas eas ear, “If you do not learn to control that armor of yours, then you won’t get what you want from me.”
Gaara stared at Kurama before concentrating hard. He wanted this. He’d always wanted this. And finally, he had sensed a buried lust inside this god-like creature above him. He had gone for it, then, hoping he wouldn’t be rejected or spat upon. And he’d been right, this emerald-eyed beauty had accepted what he wanted without question, and was even taking control. Using all his power, he forced his sand armor to crack away and leave his untouched skin behind.
Kurama licked his lips and sucked on Gaara’s neck, tasting the sweet flesh left untouched from centuries of being covered in that powerful armor. Grinning the grin of Youko Kurama, he gently bit down onto Gaara’s skin, drawing blood.
Gaara gasped when he felt the sweet pain coursing through his body for the first time, and had to use all his will to keep the sand from killing Kurama on the spot. Relaxing whe fee felt Kurama licking the blood away, Gaara moaned in pleasure.
Smirking, Kurama removed Gaara’s tricky clothes, as well as his own, with nimble fingers that had gained much experience over the centuries. Once the boy was naked before him, Kurama went to work, nipping at hard pink nubs and kissing flush skin softly.
Moaning in ecstasy, Gaara arched into the touch, drinking up the pleasure and warm feeling like the starved child he was.
Making his way down to the sand boy’s member, Kurama took it full into his mouth without any warning, causing the boy beneath him to writhe in pleasure, moans coming from his throat constantly.
Gaara quickly ejaculated into Kurama’s warm mouth, unable to take the overload of pleasure bestowed upon him by the emerald-eyed sex god.
Kurama spit cum out onto his hand and coated his member in it. Using excess, he slid two slippery fingers into Gaara’s tight entrance, causing the boy to go rigid beneath him. Moving upwards, Kurama whispered softly into his ear, “It will get better, I promise… Much, much better.”
Kurama’s sultry voice sent a shiver down Gaara’s spine, and he only nodded his head in reply, trying to relax his body.
Kurama slipped in a third finger and scissored his fingers to stretch Gaara’s entrance. Searching for ‘that’ spot, he was rewarded with a loud moan from Gaara. “Looks like I found your little bundle of nerves…” Kurama said with that sexy youko voice of his, his eyes glowing golden.
Removing his fingers, Kurama prepared to enter the shuddering body beneath him. He entered with a swift thrust, drowning any moans of pain with his lips against Gaara’s.
Moving out halfway, he slowly moved back in, aiming for Gaara’s sweet spot. He hit it hard, causing Gaara to moan into the kiss, eyes rolling back in his head.
Smirking hotly, Kurama quickened the pace to obtain his own climax that he had been holding back for a while. A low moan half growl escaped him as the pleasure increased gradually, until both of them came with loud moans of pleasure.
Kurama collapsed on top of Gaara with a sated grin.
Maybe they should do this again some time…