Bath Time Fun
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,722
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bath Time Fun
Title: Bath Time Fun!
Authoress: SuperHyperCrazyPerson
Disclaimer: Naruto, and all the characters do not belong to me, unless I have an alter ego who is extremely rich and talented. I’m pretty sure I don’t, I’m just untalented and extremely poor.
Author’s Note: Well, the reason I wrote this is because there few Gaara/Temari PWP fics out there.
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Gaara needed to pee, but Temari was occupying the only available bathroom in the house. He lay there, suppressing the urge until Temari came out. Hopefully soon. He rolled restlessly on his bed.
Ugh, I don’t think I can hold it in.
Resolutely, Gaara got off his bed and headed towards the bathroom door. Knocking sharply he waited for a response.
“Yeah?” Temari called out
“I need to use the bathroom, Temari” Gaara replied, in his flat tone, his voice not betraying his urgency.
“Come in, the door’s unlocked”
Twisting the door knob, Gaara bee lined for the toilet. His nose was immediately hit with many earthy scents. Vanilla and honey. He glanced at his sister, who was soaking in the bath tub, her hair wet and draped on her back, the rest of her body was hidden under the bubbles.
Well, there was the toilet, and he came there to use it…
Finishing his business, he pulled up his pants, and washed his hands.
Out of the blue, Temari’s voice broke through the scents permeating the air. “Gaara, you’ve got dirt in your hair” They’d been training hard today, and they had just come back.
He only glared in return.
Temari sighed.
“Get in and I’ll wash your hair for you” She offered.
He glared again, but slowly removed his clothing. Temari looked away as he took his pants off. Naked, Gaara slipped into the water with Temari.
“Turn around and sit here, facing the wall” Temari instructed gesturing to the space in between her thighs. Gaara, obligingly did as she told him to. She grabbed a cup with some warm water in it, and dampened Gaara’s locks. Squeezing some strawberry scented shampoo into her hand, she massaged his scalp and removed all the twigs and clumps of dirt. Rinsing off the shampoo, she squeezed some vanilla conditioner into her hand, and ran it through Gaara’s scarlet locks. She drew spirals and circles on his scalp with her finger.
This is nice.
Temari cleaned off all the residue of conditioner and leaned Gaara onto her shoulder.
“All clean” She whispered.
Gaara glared in return.
“You’re welcome” She replied with a smile.
Temari wrapped her arms around Gaara’s narrow waist, feeling the hard, strong abdominal muscles. While adjusting her arm into a more comfortable position, she accidentally brushed against Gaara’s erection.
Temari gasped. “Gaara!”
He pulled away from her embrace.
“No, stay” she tugged on his arm.
Glaring at her arm, he sat back down.
Temari traced intricate patterns with her fingers all over her little brother’s chest and stomach. Squirming slightly Gaara leaned back onto Temari’s shoulder again, her nipples brushing against his back.
She circled his erection, squeezing his balls, teasing him. There was a sharp intake from her little brother then, and she nuzzled down into his neck, her fingers gently exploring the area. Little brother. The words had no meaning to her.
A sharp rapping jerked them alert.
“Temari, have you seen Gaara? It’s his turn to set the table tonight”
“No, maybe he went for a walk. Have you checked the pantry?”
“Yeah, he’s not there, maybe he did go for a quick walk.”
Gaara was amazed that she was still able to hold a conversation, while she began slowly pumping him and he shivered, enjoying the feeling of Temari’s hand on him, she may be a virgin but she was really good at this.
Temari built up a steady rhythm of stroking and squeezing. !” A strangled sound issued from the back of the red ninja’s throat as Temari sucked at his neck, the act a welcome counterpoint to the actions her hands were making. Gaara rubbed his back against Temari’s chest, hips bucking eagerly into where Temari went on jerking him off with a will, feeling he about to go over the edge soon, and he did.
Gaara forgot to breath arching his back against Temari as his hands which had at some point found themselves in the mass blonde hair clenched and unclenched with the incredible waves of pure white pleasure wafting through his small frame. Whimpering his sister’s name breathlessly he fell back against her chest shivering and panting feeling Temari released the tight grasp on Gaara’s now flaccid member.
He maneuvered himself around so that he could face Temari, with a glint in his eyes.
“My turn” He whispered lowly, before locking their lips in a passionate, lustful kiss.
“Let’s move somewhere else, Gaara. The water’s getting cold”
He glowered at her again, but stood up and got out, leaving a trail of water from the bathtub. Roughly yanking the towel off the hook he wrapped himself in it, and offered Temari a hand out. He opened an edge of the towel, and tugged Temari in before wrapping it around their bodies.
TBC….
Authoress: SuperHyperCrazyPerson
Disclaimer: Naruto, and all the characters do not belong to me, unless I have an alter ego who is extremely rich and talented. I’m pretty sure I don’t, I’m just untalented and extremely poor.
Author’s Note: Well, the reason I wrote this is because there few Gaara/Temari PWP fics out there.
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Gaara needed to pee, but Temari was occupying the only available bathroom in the house. He lay there, suppressing the urge until Temari came out. Hopefully soon. He rolled restlessly on his bed.
Ugh, I don’t think I can hold it in.
Resolutely, Gaara got off his bed and headed towards the bathroom door. Knocking sharply he waited for a response.
“Yeah?” Temari called out
“I need to use the bathroom, Temari” Gaara replied, in his flat tone, his voice not betraying his urgency.
“Come in, the door’s unlocked”
Twisting the door knob, Gaara bee lined for the toilet. His nose was immediately hit with many earthy scents. Vanilla and honey. He glanced at his sister, who was soaking in the bath tub, her hair wet and draped on her back, the rest of her body was hidden under the bubbles.
Well, there was the toilet, and he came there to use it…
Finishing his business, he pulled up his pants, and washed his hands.
Out of the blue, Temari’s voice broke through the scents permeating the air. “Gaara, you’ve got dirt in your hair” They’d been training hard today, and they had just come back.
He only glared in return.
Temari sighed.
“Get in and I’ll wash your hair for you” She offered.
He glared again, but slowly removed his clothing. Temari looked away as he took his pants off. Naked, Gaara slipped into the water with Temari.
“Turn around and sit here, facing the wall” Temari instructed gesturing to the space in between her thighs. Gaara, obligingly did as she told him to. She grabbed a cup with some warm water in it, and dampened Gaara’s locks. Squeezing some strawberry scented shampoo into her hand, she massaged his scalp and removed all the twigs and clumps of dirt. Rinsing off the shampoo, she squeezed some vanilla conditioner into her hand, and ran it through Gaara’s scarlet locks. She drew spirals and circles on his scalp with her finger.
This is nice.
Temari cleaned off all the residue of conditioner and leaned Gaara onto her shoulder.
“All clean” She whispered.
Gaara glared in return.
“You’re welcome” She replied with a smile.
Temari wrapped her arms around Gaara’s narrow waist, feeling the hard, strong abdominal muscles. While adjusting her arm into a more comfortable position, she accidentally brushed against Gaara’s erection.
Temari gasped. “Gaara!”
He pulled away from her embrace.
“No, stay” she tugged on his arm.
Glaring at her arm, he sat back down.
Temari traced intricate patterns with her fingers all over her little brother’s chest and stomach. Squirming slightly Gaara leaned back onto Temari’s shoulder again, her nipples brushing against his back.
She circled his erection, squeezing his balls, teasing him. There was a sharp intake from her little brother then, and she nuzzled down into his neck, her fingers gently exploring the area. Little brother. The words had no meaning to her.
A sharp rapping jerked them alert.
“Temari, have you seen Gaara? It’s his turn to set the table tonight”
“No, maybe he went for a walk. Have you checked the pantry?”
“Yeah, he’s not there, maybe he did go for a quick walk.”
Gaara was amazed that she was still able to hold a conversation, while she began slowly pumping him and he shivered, enjoying the feeling of Temari’s hand on him, she may be a virgin but she was really good at this.
Temari built up a steady rhythm of stroking and squeezing. !” A strangled sound issued from the back of the red ninja’s throat as Temari sucked at his neck, the act a welcome counterpoint to the actions her hands were making. Gaara rubbed his back against Temari’s chest, hips bucking eagerly into where Temari went on jerking him off with a will, feeling he about to go over the edge soon, and he did.
Gaara forgot to breath arching his back against Temari as his hands which had at some point found themselves in the mass blonde hair clenched and unclenched with the incredible waves of pure white pleasure wafting through his small frame. Whimpering his sister’s name breathlessly he fell back against her chest shivering and panting feeling Temari released the tight grasp on Gaara’s now flaccid member.
He maneuvered himself around so that he could face Temari, with a glint in his eyes.
“My turn” He whispered lowly, before locking their lips in a passionate, lustful kiss.
“Let’s move somewhere else, Gaara. The water’s getting cold”
He glowered at her again, but stood up and got out, leaving a trail of water from the bathtub. Roughly yanking the towel off the hook he wrapped himself in it, and offered Temari a hand out. He opened an edge of the towel, and tugged Temari in before wrapping it around their bodies.
TBC….