Suck and Blow

I saw him there again today. Always in the same place, day after day, looking up at the sky and doing nothing at all. Yes he was the laziest person to ever accomplish anything but he was a great Shinobi and smoking hot to boot. I wished that he would look at me the same way he looked at the clouds.Today would finally be the day, I will go to him and tell him what I feel. In my late night fantasies he would come up to me and stare at me with that piercing gaze that would look through my soul and we would make love under the stars and be together forever.

With that thought forefront in my mind I approached his favorite gazing ground. I could tell he was there, not by the shape he made against the hill but the thin line of smoke curling up from the uncut grass. I have seen him make love to that cigarette so many times. His lips wrap around it gently like he was kissing his lover, the lover I wish was me. When he blows out the smoke it is like he is releasing a part of his soul to the world.

Slowly I approached the lone figure on the hill. There was so much I wanted to say to him and yet I was afraid of finally voicing my thoughts. He was going on a long mission tomorrow, one rumored to be S-ranked and so I couldn't deal with not seeing him again, not taking my chance and talking to him. I was thinking so much I never realized when I had reached his relaxed form still gazing at the clouds. I plopped down beside him and gazed at his meditative face. He didn't even glance at me as we sat there for what must have been minutes but felt like hours. Finally, everything I felt burst out of me like I was under the tender care of an interrogator. Nothing was safe, not my thoughts, not my feelings. And still he remained impassive, the stream of smoke still trying to reach the heavens and be one with the clouds.

I reached out to touch his face and when I almost was at my goal his callused fingers gripped mine. He guided my questing hand away from his impassive face and brought it lower. With a twitch of his still smoking cigarette his hand guided my own to his crotch and left it there. He let my hand go in favor of using it once again to cradle his head as he arched his eyebrow at me before contemplating the clouds once more. Slowly I let my hand become heavy as I touched what I have always longed for. I could feel him start to swell within his pants as I got bolder in my explorations. Looking uncertainly at his face I reached for the zipper that separated me from truly knowing him. Seeing no change from his peaceful expression I quickly pulled down the zipper before I could change my mind and marveled at what was before me.

This was better than any dream I ever imagined. Forgetting that he may protest to my next actions I swiftly removed him from his pants and leaned down to inspect my prize. My breath ghosted across his length as I examined ever inch of him, not wanting to forget even the smallest detail. As I reached the head of his cock I felt the slightest touch on the back of my head. Again his hand had woken from its daze and touched me, instructed me on my next move. I leaned in closer and let my lips touch his flesh for the first time. As I wrapped my lips around his waiting flesh his hand once more disappeared. I had my mission and I knew that in this I could not fail. I slowly bobbed my head up and down on his hard cock. My tongue was not idle for I had the strongest compulsion to taste him from root to tip. I knew I could not forget that taste.

As I sped up I was able to catch small hints of the smoke still curling out from his parted lips. The smoke just added to the pleasure, that smell was just so him that this experience would not be complete without it. I managed to make my way down so my nose brushed his stomach. This is where I felt complete and oh so satisfied. I raised my head again and continued my hurried pace. Obviously he was not focused solely on the clouds for he jerked sharply into the back of my throat as a went down again. The shock made me lift my head from his cock and as I did so I felt his hand return. It firmly pushed my head back down and gave a tap of encouragement. I knew I was getting a reaction, a favorable one at that and so happily complied. I forced myself to ignore any more jerks that caused me to gag and concentrated fully on his impending orgasm.

Just as I felt him ready to cum that same pushing hand suddenly reversed directions and grasping my hair pulled me from him. I looked up in time to see him discard his burnt out cigarette and gaze at me like I was a cloud. I didn't have much time to ponder the look before his hands moved with precision towards my own pants. In a move faster than I thought the laziest shinobi was capable of he divested me of the lower half of my clothing and had me laying on my back in the indented grass. He released himself the rest of the way from his own pants and then in one swift movement entered me. I will never be able to fantasize again since the reality was too real, too perfect. I am surprised that no ANBU came running thinking the village was under attack since I am sure my screams of pleasure could be heard all the way to Suna. He didn't touch me in any way besides what was required for sex and he never once looked at me again but it was the best sex I had ever had. He felt so good inside me, filling me so completely I knew no one would ever compare. He still smelled like smoke and his breaths came out labored with that undertone of hoarseness only to be found in long time smokers. Still I loved it.

It was on that lone hill, half naked that I reached my climax. It was so intense I almost missed when he came deep inside me, leaving evidence that this experience was not just another one of my vivid dreams. With a grunt he finished and slowly slid out of me. With the patience that only the truly lazy can achieve he rolled onto his back in the grass and redressed. Within the span of a minute he was back to cloud gazing. I lay next to him panting from exertion not noticing the now cloudless sky. With quivering hands I redressed myself and studied my absent lover. Knowing that he no longer noticed my presence I turned to leave. As I walked away I saw the flash of a minor fire jutsu lighting the end of yet another cigarette and at that moment I knew I would never hold as high a place as a simple cigarette.