Naruto: Gift-Wrapped (GaaraSasu)
Title: Gift-Wrapped
Author: des_butterfly
Genre: drabble, smut
Pairing: Gaara/Sasu, hints of NaruSasu
Rating: R
Summary: Gaara finds a present in his room one night.
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If the Kazekage was surprised to open the door to his bedroom and find Uchiha Sasuke handcuffed to his headboard, he didn't show it.
Instead he calmly checked the rest of the apartment to see if there were any assassins lying in wait, or trap wires, or other suspicious anomalies, and finding none, he came back to the bedroom and removed the gag from Sasuke's mouth.
Sasuke glared at Gaara and rattled the handcuffs at him insistantly.
"Get these off me," the Uchiha demanded, and Gaara looked curiously at the reddened marks around the boy's wrists which meant that he had already tried, and failed, to break the bonds himself.
Gaara also noticed a note pinned to Sasuke's shirt and he took that in hand, ignoring the furious look the Uchiha was giving him. The note was simple and scrawled in bad handwriting, and Gaara knew who had written it instantly.
Hey Gaara, I brought you a friend. Play nicely with him but don't set him loose until you're finished or you'll end up with some broken furniture. Have fun, and don't worry about the death threats. He was totally checking out your ass all day, even if he won't admit it.
- N
PS. If he gets too loud you could always keep the gag in. Or bite him. He likes it if you bite right underneath the chin. The harder, the better.
It ended with a scribbled picture of a bowl of ramen.
Gaara look curiously at Sasuke, who was flushing a bright shade of red and squirming against his bonds again, chafing the skin around his wrists.
"Naruto gave you to me as a gift," he stated. "Why?"
"Because he's an idiot who wants to die. Now, let me go!" Sasuke hissed, straining up for a kick.
Gaara caught his legs easily and parted them so that he was kneeling on the bed between Sasuke's knees. For some reason, the Uchiha's eyes widened and his breathing rate increased. Gaara noted these changes with interest and hefted the gourd off his shoulder, letting it thunk to the ground by the side of the bed. Sand slithered out and came up to hold Sasuke's legs down, the tiny grains abraiding the white skin of Sasuke's calves and reddening it.
The Uchiha made a small, stunted noise like a wounded animal, and Gaara leaned in closer to hear more. However, Sasuke was already gritting his teeth and struggling so furiously that Gaara had to slide his hands up to restrain his movement before he cut himself on the shiney metal cuffs.
This movement put them so close together that Sasuke's breath was suddenly brushing in warm puffs across Gaara's nose and lips and cheeks, and he could hear the rapid thump of the other's pulse. The sensations were new and strange to Gaara, and he was trying to catalouge them all, but it was difficult with the Uchiha spitting curses in his ear.
Frowning, Gaara recalled what Naruto said to do in his note and made a decision. Curling underneath Sasuke's chin, Gaara clamped his teeth down into the soft skin at the boy's throat hard enough to leave imprints. Immediately, Sasuke stiffened and gasped sharply, no longer trying to pull his cuffed hands from Gaara's hold, or scrape his legs against the sand.
Satisfied that Naruto was indeed correct in his information, Gaara removed his teeth from Sasuke and soothed the bite with a curious lick. The skin on Sasuke's throat tasted salty, as if the Uchiha had been sweating. Gaara wondered if the rest of Sasuke skin would taste the same.
Sasuke moaned and gasped and Gaara could hear his heartbeat really clearly when he pulled up his shirt and laid an ear against his bare chest, stopping once or twice to taste the dusky flat circles that were Sasuke's nipples. In fact, there were many places Gaara could hear Sasuke's heartbeat, or even feel it thrumming along his hands or tongue. Pulses throbbing in the neck, in the crook of Sasuke's arms where they stretched over his head, and especially in Sasuke's cock when Gaara decided to taste the flesh there.
After that, Sasuke seemed to forget about demanding to be let go, and Gaara didn't see the point in reminding him.
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fin.
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Author: des_butterfly
Genre: drabble, smut
Pairing: Gaara/Sasu, hints of NaruSasu
Rating: R
Summary: Gaara finds a present in his room one night.
--
If the Kazekage was surprised to open the door to his bedroom and find Uchiha Sasuke handcuffed to his headboard, he didn't show it.
Instead he calmly checked the rest of the apartment to see if there were any assassins lying in wait, or trap wires, or other suspicious anomalies, and finding none, he came back to the bedroom and removed the gag from Sasuke's mouth.
Sasuke glared at Gaara and rattled the handcuffs at him insistantly.
"Get these off me," the Uchiha demanded, and Gaara looked curiously at the reddened marks around the boy's wrists which meant that he had already tried, and failed, to break the bonds himself.
Gaara also noticed a note pinned to Sasuke's shirt and he took that in hand, ignoring the furious look the Uchiha was giving him. The note was simple and scrawled in bad handwriting, and Gaara knew who had written it instantly.
Hey Gaara, I brought you a friend. Play nicely with him but don't set him loose until you're finished or you'll end up with some broken furniture. Have fun, and don't worry about the death threats. He was totally checking out your ass all day, even if he won't admit it.
- N
PS. If he gets too loud you could always keep the gag in. Or bite him. He likes it if you bite right underneath the chin. The harder, the better.
It ended with a scribbled picture of a bowl of ramen.
Gaara look curiously at Sasuke, who was flushing a bright shade of red and squirming against his bonds again, chafing the skin around his wrists.
"Naruto gave you to me as a gift," he stated. "Why?"
"Because he's an idiot who wants to die. Now, let me go!" Sasuke hissed, straining up for a kick.
Gaara caught his legs easily and parted them so that he was kneeling on the bed between Sasuke's knees. For some reason, the Uchiha's eyes widened and his breathing rate increased. Gaara noted these changes with interest and hefted the gourd off his shoulder, letting it thunk to the ground by the side of the bed. Sand slithered out and came up to hold Sasuke's legs down, the tiny grains abraiding the white skin of Sasuke's calves and reddening it.
The Uchiha made a small, stunted noise like a wounded animal, and Gaara leaned in closer to hear more. However, Sasuke was already gritting his teeth and struggling so furiously that Gaara had to slide his hands up to restrain his movement before he cut himself on the shiney metal cuffs.
This movement put them so close together that Sasuke's breath was suddenly brushing in warm puffs across Gaara's nose and lips and cheeks, and he could hear the rapid thump of the other's pulse. The sensations were new and strange to Gaara, and he was trying to catalouge them all, but it was difficult with the Uchiha spitting curses in his ear.
Frowning, Gaara recalled what Naruto said to do in his note and made a decision. Curling underneath Sasuke's chin, Gaara clamped his teeth down into the soft skin at the boy's throat hard enough to leave imprints. Immediately, Sasuke stiffened and gasped sharply, no longer trying to pull his cuffed hands from Gaara's hold, or scrape his legs against the sand.
Satisfied that Naruto was indeed correct in his information, Gaara removed his teeth from Sasuke and soothed the bite with a curious lick. The skin on Sasuke's throat tasted salty, as if the Uchiha had been sweating. Gaara wondered if the rest of Sasuke skin would taste the same.
Sasuke moaned and gasped and Gaara could hear his heartbeat really clearly when he pulled up his shirt and laid an ear against his bare chest, stopping once or twice to taste the dusky flat circles that were Sasuke's nipples. In fact, there were many places Gaara could hear Sasuke's heartbeat, or even feel it thrumming along his hands or tongue. Pulses throbbing in the neck, in the crook of Sasuke's arms where they stretched over his head, and especially in Sasuke's cock when Gaara decided to taste the flesh there.
After that, Sasuke seemed to forget about demanding to be let go, and Gaara didn't see the point in reminding him.
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fin.
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