Three's Company

A.N. This started as the prequel to Breaking Away, but it works just as well as a stand-alone piece. Take it however you want (As long as you take it! Ha!).


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WARNING: THIS IS PWP! PURE EXCUSE FOR PORN. IF YOU WANT PLOT, GO TO FF.NET!!

Three’s Company


Haruno Sakura was relieved. She had been traveling for almost two full days before entering a remote village somewhere to the north of Konoha. She had left her village, her home, and her life in order to forget her pain, her loss. At this point in her life she was readily accepting of the changes she would have to endure as a result of her choice. It wasn’t like she had anything or anyone in Konoha anyway.

It was pretty late when she had arrived in the small village. She spotted the onsen right away and headed straight for it. She was grateful that it was empty, giving her privacy. Most people were settling down for bed at this hour. She stripped down and eased herself into the hot spring.

Four eyes had watched the young kunoichi enter the onsen from across the street. She hadn’t noticed their presence; she was too busy contemplating a good soak. Sakura was mumbling softly to herself as she lazily cleansed the day’s sweat and dirt from her body. She closed her eyes for a few minutes and let the hot water soothe her weary muscles. Gaara and Kankuro locked eyes in silent communication before turning back to watch the woman step out of the hot spring and pull a terry robe off of a hanger. Their eyes roamed greedily over her wet, shapely figure before it was covered with the robe. They smirked with their good fortune. It had been too long since they had the pleasure of a beautiful woman. They were both picky about their partners, and usually too busy to have any such relations. So when both conditions were in place it was something to be enjoyed. They weren’t about to pass this one up. They watched as she straddled a bench and placed one slender leg atop to slather lotion on it. They were presented with a wide-open view of her small pink lips framed by the smallest thatch of pink hair. ‘Why, she looks good enough to eat…’ Gaara licked his lips unconsciously as Kankuro wiped away the small trickle of blood from his nose with his sleeve. They approached the young kunoichi.

Sakura startled and clamped her legs shut when she heard footsteps. Her eyes shot up in surprise and she saw Sabaku no Gaara and Sabaku no Kankuro approach her. She stood quickly and wrapped her robe tight around herself. It had been many years since she had last laid eyes on them. She stood silent and waited for them to speak. She began to worry when they didn’t speak but continued to leer at her.

“Can I help you?” Sakura asked, a little annoyed. She began to fidget as Kankuro walked around to stand behind her. It seemed that they were trying to intimidate her. She was determined not to let them scare her, although Gaara would always scare her somewhat. She leveled her gaze at Gaara to find that he was actually studying her face, and he looked deep in thought.

“What is your name?” He asked a little gruffly. Sakura shivered as she felt Kankuro’s warm breath on her neck. It caused her to stutter.

“H-Haruno Sakura.” She cursed herself mentally for sounding like a frightened little girl. Little did she know it just added to her appeal in their eyes.

“What do you want?” She struggled to sound unaffected by their presence. But she knew that they felt the apprehension rolling off of her in waves. After a few brief moments of silence, she decided to try and ease her way out of this awkward situation.

“Look, I really have to be going”, she stated. “Have a good night.” She sidestepped to remove herself from between them and was stopped as Kankuro held out his arm and grasped hers. She stepped the other way only to have Gaara do the same. It was at this moment she decided it was okay to start worrying. Gaara advanced a small step towards her and she stepped back out of reflex. She collided with Kankuro, flushing madly as Gaara continued to advance another step. She felt Kankuro flex his hips slightly and rub his engorged member against her lower back.

“What are you going to do… aahhh!…” The words died on her lips as Kankuro gently bit down on the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Her head fell back onto his shoulder and she shut her eyes in humiliation as Gaara tugged on the knot securing her robe. It fell open, showing an expanse of creamy skin from her neck all the day down to her feet. She felt so exposed and helpless as the two Sand-nin held her arms to her side

“Look at me, Sakura.” Gaara whispered, deceptively calm. She slowly opened her eyes and focused her gaze on his nose, his mouth - anything but his eyes. Gaara gently tilted her chin up with a finger until her eyes were locked on his. Once he had her attention, he dropped his hand to lightly pinch a nipple repeatedly. Sakura suppressed a moan, ashamed that it was a mixture of fear and arousal that had caused it. She turned her head to the side so she wouldn’t have to watch as Gaara replaced his questing fingers with his mouth. Gaara moaned in appreciation as a shiver ripped through her as his lips closed around her pink-tipped breast. He suckled and flicked his tongue against it before turning his attention to the other one.

Kankuro watched Gaara over Sakura’s shoulder, his pants constricting him almost painfully. He grinned like a Cheshire cat as she turned to bury her face in his neck, breathing heavily. He pulled her robe up with his free hand, exposing her backside. He reached between her legs to run his fingertips over her heated center, pausing briefly to tease her clit. Her knees nearly buckled under sensory overload.

“Why?” was all she could manage to ask in her heated daze.

“Why not?” Kankuro whispered in her ear, while bringing his dewy fingers to his lips to taste her. Sakura watched in rapt attention as he sucked her essence off of his fingers until they were clean. She was so drawn by his display that she did not even take notice of when Gaara had moved away from her. It wasn’t until the room began to move that she realized Gaara had picked her up. Sand crept over her skin. Then everything went dark.

Sakura breathed heavily as her vision returned, her heaving chest rubbing her sensitive nipples against Gaara’s hard chest. She felt tendrils of rough sand moving against her skin, almost caressing it before it slithered away. Inner Sakura railed against the situation, but Sakura was hard pressed to be so angry when everything felt soooo good. She looked around and absorbed the details of the room she had been taken to: simple, but elegant furnishings. It wasn’t until she was unceremoniously dumped onto the bed (with lovely crimson silk sheets), that a small amount of self-respect had returned.

“Look, you can’t just demand that I take part…” She was abruptly cut off from her argument as Gaara eyed her intensely and held her gaze as he slowly crawled over her, stopping only when they were face to face. Her tirade had died on her lips and she suddenly found his attention overwhelming. She heard a rustle and was glad for the distraction as she turned her head to investigate. Her heart began beating wildly in her chest as Kankuro stripped the last of his clothes and stood by the side of the bed in all his nude glory.

She felt momentary relief as Gaara slowly moved off of her until she turned to see him doing the same. She backed away, scooting up until she sat against the headboard, becoming unnerved by the smile Gaara was giving her, if you could call it that. It was more like a sinister grin.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take good care of you.” She shook slightly as she regarded Kankuro’s admission. She didn’t know whether she should be scared or ecstatic. He advanced on her and she struggled to keep her robe on while he easily wrestled it off. She covered herself the best she could and became angry when they both chuckled.

“It’s inevitable, Sakura. I always get what I want.” Gaara whispered into her ear. “And I want you.” Sakura was overcome by her senses when each Sand-nin took the closest breast into their mouths. She bit her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure as their hands and mouths began rubbing, kissing, licking, and pinching her everywhere. She couldn’t suppress the moan that ripped from her throat as Gaara placed open-mouthed kisses on her heated center. She began writhing her hips against the sweet torture. “Oh… Gaara please…” She begged. Her plea only increased Gaara’s desire for her even more. She may have acted affronted by their actions, but her body was saying something very different. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and splayed his hands flat against her lower abdomen to still her bucking hips. She fisted one hand in Gaara’s crimson hair as Kankuro swallowed her cries of pleasure with his mouth.

Gaara smirked as he continued to pleasure Sakura. He could barely recall the last good lay that he had, much less the last one that was so… responsive. His cock ached to drive into her, but his mouth wasn’t quite through tasting her yet. He looked up through hooded lids and lashes to see her taking Kankuro’s length into her mouth. He watched a heavy blush stain her cheeks even as she propped herself up on her elbows to get a better angle. She was very good at looking so innocent even as she was doing her best to take Kankuro’s cock all the way into her throat. He chuckled as Kankuro was gripping her hair tightly, doing his best not to pound in and out of her mouth. Gaara returned his attention to her glistening sex, slowly inserting a finger, then two. Her thighs clamped on his shoulders as his fingers worked like pistons, causing her to moan around Kankuro, vibrating his length.

Sakura had lost any vestiges of rational thought as her nerves were set on fire by the infamous Sand siblings. She wasn’t sure where she ended and they began. It ended abruptly as Kankuro pulled out of her mouth and Gaara stopped his ministrations. But before she could even question what was wrong they had rearranged to a more suitable position. Kankuro pulled her up on her hands and knees as Gaara took his place in front of her face. Sakura could only stare at his impressive length dangling just inches away from her face. Kankuro chose that moment to slide his fingers across her wet slit and rub her sensitive clit. Her back arched as he continued to tease her. Gaara grabbed the base of his cock and placed the head near her mouth. When she opened to receive him, he pulled back before her tongue could taste him. He continued to offer her his length, and each time he would pull back. Between Kankuro’s ghosting caresses on her clit and Gaara teasing her with promises of a taste, Sakura felt like she was on fire with need.

“Please!” She begged them.

“Please what, Sakura? Stop?” Gaara asked, a little mockingly. “Tell us what you want, and we will give it to you.”

“Please… please fuck me! Please let me taste you!”

“As you wish…” He answered her.

Gaara rubbed the leaking head of his member across her lips, smearing his precum. She quickly lapped it up with her tongue, moaning a little as she tasted him. Kankuro was about as eager as Sakura to put an end to the games and get on with business. He rubbed his cock along her pussy, coating it with her juices before resting the tip just outside her opening, long enough to alert her to what was coming. He slowly pushed it in, ready to move ahead, yet wanting to remember the feeling of taking her for the first time. She gasped as Kankuro slowly filled her up, stretching her. Gaara took the opportunity and plunged into her mouth, enjoying the way her moans vibrated his cock.

Once again, Sakura senses were overloaded with pleasure and pain. She could only continue to moan as they worked themselves into a steady pace, pushing and pulling in tandem. Gaara palmed one swaying breast in his hand, massaging and pinching the pink nipple. Kankuro grabbed her hips, using them as more leverage to pound into her. Sakura was on the verge of a mind-numbing, sensational orgasm, but she needed a little nudge to get her there. She carefully balanced herself on one arm as she moved the other to circle her swollen clit.

“Oh, fuck yes,” Kankuro ground out between clenched teeth. “Gaara, she’s so tight.”

Sakura felt her inner muscles clamp down on Kankuro’s length and she pulled away from Gaara to keep from biting him. She whimpered and moaned as her orgasm ripped through her like a tsunami. She let her head fall to the bed below as the last of the contractions rippled through her, not caring one bit if her ass was in the air.

“My turn, Kankuro.” Gaara stated.

Kankuro rolled her on her side as he pulled out and contented himself with kissing her deeply, fondling her breasts with his free hand. Gaara straddled one leg and pulled the other up to rest on his shoulder, giving him easy access to her opening. Gaara wasted no time and buried himself in to the hilt, tensing as her muscles clenched around him, seeming to draw him in even deeper. He grunted in appreciation and moved slowly at first, feeling her from the inside. He watched his length as it filled her up over and over. He grabbed her leg and held it tight to his chest as he pushed all the way in and ground his cock into her. Sakura made an appreciative noise and rested a hand low on her abdomen, feeling his cock high inside of her.

Gaara could feel the heat and pressure of her hand massaging him from the outside. He bit her calf lightly and moaned in utter bliss and began to thrust into her so hard that Kankuro had to release her mouth from his in order to avoid a dental accident. Sakura grasped the silk sheets beneath her to find purchase from Gaara’s intense pace. Kankuro stroked his length while watching Sakura take in Gaara over and over, her breasts bouncing quickly with each thrust. Kankuro felt his orgasm nearing and moved to position his tool near Sakura’s mouth. She wasted no time opening for him and within a few seconds, Kankuro came, spurting his seed into her mouth. Kankuro wiped up the few droplets of cum on her face and brought it to her lips.

“Swallow it.” He stated. And she did. She swallowed the seed on her tongue first before licking his fingers clean. “Good.”

Gaara lost control. After the erotic scene he had just witnessed, he bent over her, nearly bringing her knee in contact with her chest and came, wave after wave of his hot cum filling her up. He collapsed on top of her, breathing erratically, sweat from his brow rolling onto her breasts.

“So fucking good. So goddamn good…” Gaara whispered to them.

He rolled off of her and pulled the silky crimson sheet up to cover them. Sakura made no move to get up. She felt Gaara and Kankuro draw close to her on either side, arms and legs wrapping around her. She sighed contentedly and gave each a kiss before falling into a deep sleep.

Sakura woke, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She looked into the face of Sabaku no Gaara. And she remembered. She turned to see Kankuro on the other side, with the same peaceful expression. And she had a feeling that this wouldn’t be the last time she would start her day in this manner. And she smiled.

The End / Owari

A.N. Hope you likey-likey (I did)!