Lube

A/N's:

This fic is written for my fellow uke, Tanuki-Mara. Her birthday was ages ago and I promised her a fic, so here it is despite how much time has passed. I apologize in advance for the numerous errors, fast-moving and crappy smut, and overall mediocrity of this fic, I haven't written (lemons) in a while and need to get back in the groove.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TANUKI-CHAN!

Naruto shimmied to the music, shaking his hips and grinding against the pole. Bending back until the tip of his spiky hair touched the bar, he accepted the applause and catcalls with his most seductive smirk. Blue eyes twinkled as they rolled toward the bartender, and he slowly pulled himself up under that smouldering gaze. He turned and began working his way down the pole slowly, shaking his hips from side-to-side. Grinning once again at the redhead currently cleaning a large beer mug, Naruto slid into a split just as the last chord played.

Whistles and lewd suggestions nearly overpowered the boisterous applause. Bowing, Naruto wiggled his ass, aware that the tight leather pants left nothing to the imagination, and jumped off the bar to move behind the bartender. He had been doing this job for five months now, and he still loved the attention lavished on him by the crowd. He was everyones favorite in the gay nightclub entitled, cheesy enough, Lube.

When he first applied for a job, Naruto expected (and hoped) to become a bartender. He knew alcoholic beverages well thanks to his drunkard godmother, but his clumsiness interfered every time and he found more drinks spilled and glasses broken each day. Eventually, the owner decided to fire him until he caught Naruto dancing one night after hours and decided the bar could use a good dancer. The nightclub just down the way, Anal (really, what was with these stupidly punned gay names?), had dancers and business was booming for them. Lube could do the same!

As soon as Naruto hit the "stage", the men flocked to the doors and refused to leave until the very last second before closing time. Some had to be escorted out by the two bouncers, Kyuubi and Shukaku, regardless. Needless to say, the boss had never been happier. Too bad the newest bartender could not say the same.

Sabaku Gaara started working as the bartender two weeks after Naruto's change in position (no pun intended), and he did the job much better than Naruto could ever hope to. Used to a lonely and cold life, Gaara surprised himself when he asked out his blond coworker and Naruto agreed. Two months now they had been dating, and Gaara hated that other men saw his blond in such a fashion. But what could he do? Naruto refused to quit because he needed the money, being a college student cost a fortune and he was too proud to take the money his filthy rich boyfriend offered.

The men continued to holler and hoot for Naruto, begging him to do another dance. Though a few others had begun working at the club, none compared to the sexy blond hiding behind the dangerous-looking redhead. Naruto bowed once more and turned to leave for the back room where he would rest and recuperate before he performed again.

The sight of that tight ass encased in even tighter leather appeared to much for one newcomer. The drunken man leaped over the bar in an astounding display of agility and skill and reached for the blond. Gaara, who had moved to take an order, turned when he heard Naruto let out a startled squeak. Jade eyes narrowed at the customer holding his Naruto close and whispering what could only be raunchy words of lust in his ear.

Naruto struggled against the hold, uneasy with the close proximity and the smell of alcohol dominating the stranger's breath. The man merely laughed, most likely thinking Naruto was rubbing against him in his drunken stupor. Dumbass didn't know what he was messing with, but Naruto felt he at least deserved a warning before he called his boyfriend into action.

"I would let go if I were you, Gaara doesn't like it when other guys touch me."

"Garaa?" the drunkard slurred with a dark chuckle. "Sounds like a wimp. I can takes 'im!"

About to respond, Naruto turned when his back suddenly felt much lighter. He sighed in sympathy when he saw said boyfriend pummeling the man. He hadn't even called for help and his lover was already beating the crap out of the guy. Gaara's possessiveness was definitely growing stronger every day, but it kind of turned Naruto on. Not that he would ever admit it of course, he didn't need Gaara attacking anyone that so much as looked at him.

"What the hell is going on here!"

Naruto jumped at the new voice and pulled Gaara off of his victim quickly. Their boss stood before them, fat arms on his hips as he glared at his two workers. The customer jumped off the ground and stumbled away from the two, shouting promises that he would never return here again as he attempted to stomp out the door. The patrons had resumed their activities, used to the bartender's temper where his blond lover was concerned, while the others began whispering about the sheer power Gaara had exerted and how amazing the fight, however brief and one-sided, had been.

"You two, in my office, now!"

Naruto sighed; they were in trouble. Again.

SORRY IT'S SO LATE

"Gaara, if you attack another customer, you're gonna be fired!" Naruto scolded later that night, wrapping his arms wound around his lover's pale neck. He knew it would do no good, Gaara worked at Lube out of boredom, not because he needed the money. Being fired would be of no big deal to him, and Naruto knew it all too well.

"Hn." was the cold response as Gaara wound his own arms around Naruto's thin waist. Gods he loved his blond, more than words could ever say. To see another man dare touch what was his...Well, it drove Gaara crazy! He would hurt anyone who dared try to steal his beautiful Naruto, and he didn't care if it was a customer or his own brother, no one touched what was his!

Naruto sighed and kissed Gaara lightly on the lips, smiling inwardly when he deepened the kiss. Back when they first started dating, Gaara refused to initiate for fear he would be too demanding or too rough and frighten Naruto away. Now, he always wanted to initiate, which was just fine with Naruto. He was tired of being the dominant one in his relationships.

Gaara's hands slid from Naruto's waist to his backside, which he squeezed with great enthusiasm. Naruto moaned into the kiss and quickly began fumbling with Gaara's belt. Victorious in his venture to unbuckle the monstrosity keeping him from his favorite part of Gaara's anatomy, Naruto wasted no time in unzipping and pushing down the black slacks that were part of the uniform.

Dropping to his knees, Naruto nipped at the tip of Gaara's cock, smirking when the redhead groaned softly. He was the only one who could make the otherwise silent man moan, and that thought turned Naruto on more than anything ever had before. Inching more into his mouth slowly, he dragged his tongue up the underside of the large organ and scraped his teeth against the vein. When Gaara wrapped his fingers in Naruto's hair, he deep throated his lover and sucked in until his cheeks hollowed.

A loud groan escaped Gaara and his head hit the wall with a loud thump. Naruto could do unbelievable things with that tongue of his, things Gaara never wanted anyone else to find out about. That there had been past lovers was bad enough, he would not allow future lovers. He planned to keep Naruto to himself for the rest of their natural-born lives.

Naruto pulled away from the gorgeous length and stood, divesting himself of his own pants. His shirt had long since been ripped off (literally) by the eager Sabaku. Gaara placed two fingers at his mouth, sighing in pleasure when Naruto immediately sucked and lathered the digits until they were covered in saliva. They had lube, but it was in the dresser beside the bed and that was much too far away.

Gaara quickly finished preparing Naruto, never one for the slow teasing most couples found exhilarating. He turned Naruto in his arms and pushed him to his knees, leaning over the tan back to breath against Naruto's ear. The blond shivered in pleasure at the hot breath ghosting across his skin and let out a loud keen when he felt the tip of Gaara's cock push into his entrance. His lover wasn't huge but he certainly wasn't small by any means, and it still hurt even with the preparation. The pleasure would far outweigh the pain though, so Naruto willed himself to not focus on the intrusion and instead turned his head to drag Gaara into another passionate kiss.

In to the hilt, Gaara paused to give Naruto time to adjust. It took all his willpower not to just ram into the slender body, but he wanted to do this again and again and again; Naruto would refuse if he hurt him too badly. When he felt the muscles contract around him, Gaara slowly began thrusting.

"Ah, Gaara!" Naruto moaned softly, falling so his head rested on his arms and his ass stuck higher in the air. "Please, Gaara, faster."

Never one to deny his lover, Gaara pulled out until only the tip remained sheathed in that tight ass, then slammed back inside. He gripped Naruto's hips with bruising force as he began a much faster but still steady tempo, thrusting in and out, in and out, drinking up Naruto's steadily increasing moans. Angling himself slightly, he hit the spot he knew was Naruto's special spot and earned a loud cry of his name in response.

"GAARA!" Naruto all but screamed, and he would have fallen to the floor had he not already laid his upper half down. "Oh fuck! Yes, more! Harder!"

His arms would probably suffer rug burn afterwards, but Naruto could hardly find it in himself to care. Not when Gaara's glorious cock was slamming against his prostate, taking him to a higher place than any drug ever could. Gaara was his drug, Naruto decided, and then all coherent thoughts left him.

"Uhn, Gaara, yes! Give it to me!" Naruto cried loudly, fingers and toes curling in pleasure. Gaara tightened his grip on the tan hips and began thrusting with wild abandon. Naruto was his god and he would comply to anything demand given to him by the beautiful creature. "Oh, Daddy, yes!"

The nickname, though wrong on so many levels, turned Gaara on more than he thought possible. He would have to tell Naruto to call him "daddy" more often, but he would do so later. Right now he could feel his release coming closer, and he needed to finish Naruto off first. Who said he wasn't thoughtful?

Feeling Gaara's pale hand wrap around his length, Naruto threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut in bliss. The combination of Gaara jacking him off and hitting his prostate at the same time threw Naruto over the edge. With a loud cry of Gaara's name, he came, shooting the white substance onto his chest and onto the ugly gray carpet that came with the apartment. Oh well, it was only another stain on the already ruined carpet.

The feel of Naruto squeezing him was more than Gaara could take, and he came deep inside his lover. With a sigh, Gaara mustered the last of his strength to pull out of Naruto. He flopped next to the tired blond on the carpet, resisting the urge to look at his lover. He knew if he saw that flushed, panting face with his cum dripping down those long, smooth legs, he wouldn't be able to resist another round. He and Naruto needed to recuperate before they started again, and he fully intended to have several rounds tonight.

"Gaara," Naruto mumbled, voice muffled by his arms and the carpet. Gaara grunted in acknowledgement but otherwise said nothing. "You didn't use a condom, did you?"

Jade eyes snapped open. Oh...So much for another round.

End

A/N's:

BonneNuit, one of my favorite authors, mentioned in an a/n that her characters rarely use condoms but that they are, in real life, a good idea. I realized the same could be said in most of my stories, hence the ending (which I fear was too soon, but I could think of no other way to end it). Anyway, again, I hope you enjoyed, and this was for you, Tanuki-chan! Sorry if it wasn't that great.