Naruto - Naru x Gaara - Children's Play
Written for the Wishlist meme at gaanaru .
Title: Children's Play
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Naruto x Gaara
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Two guys in a domestic relationship, raising babies
Summary: Bed time is always an ordeal in the Uzumaki household.
Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters are the property of Masashi Kishimoto. No profit is made from this and no harm intended.
Gaara slid his feet across the carpeted floor, too anxious to take real steps or breathe too deeply. His sent his sand to open the door ahead of him, not willing to risk one hand for the task. When he reached the crib on the other side of the room, he leaned forward carefully. He didn't blink as he lowered the sleeping child onto the blanket, holding his breath as he settled her against the pillow. The child's breath hitched and her pink mouth parted. Gaara paused, waiting for the child to open bright green eyes, for the small mouth to open impossibly wide and wail. Instead she gave a small sigh and closed her mouth again, her dark lashes still lowered over her pale cheeks. Gaara smiled and lifted the blanket over her carefully, tucking the green frog-print baby blanket up to her chin. He brushed one hand against her auburn hair gently and quietly crept out of the room. He didn't dare close the door again and tread carefully toward the bedroom, the glow of the lamp light leading him down the hall.
Naruto stood at the side of the bed, lifting his shirt over his head. He let it fall to the floor artlessly, bending forward to pull back sheets and blankets. He slid onto the mattress and flopped onto the pillows, covering his eyes with one arm. "Paper work finally finished," he sighed. "She's asleep?" he lifted his arm to glance at Gaara curiously. Gaara nodded and slid onto the other side of the bed, slipping his feet inside the cool sheets.
"Next time it's your turn," he said and Naruto smiled, leaning forward to press a kiss to Gaara's cheek.
"Then next time you can read Mi-kun his favorite bed time story. He only asked me to read it FOUR times!"
"You're better at telling stories than I am," Gaara smiled as his husband's arms slid around his waist. "Besides, you like reading to him. Or was that not you telling him how the tale of the Gutsy Ninja is about his dad?"
Naruto groaned as he nuzzled Gaara's neck. "I regret that," he said, his lips ghosting over the sensitive juncture between Gaara's neck and shoulder. "Now he wants me to act it out too."
"It is his favorite game. Bad guys versus the gutsy ninja." He pushed away the fingers trying to worm their way beneath his shirt.
"Maybe I should tell him you're better at playing the bad guy."
Gaara elbowed Naruto, earning himself an affronted look.
"This bad guy needs to go to sleep or he won't wake up in four hours and be able to finish his paperwork." He untangled himself from Naruto's embrace, slipping further into the blankets. He turned his back to Naruto, cradling the pillow under his head as he settled onto his side.
Undeterred, Naruto slid closer. His body was warm as he fit himself against Gaara, one arm encircling the other man and pulling him close.
"And this gutsy ninja refuses to let you run away." Naruto pressed kisses to the back of Gaara's neck, sliding down to his shoulder. His hands roamed Gaara's body fingers slipping once again beneath his shirt. Gaara tensed his shoulders, determined to ignore him, but Naruto knew him too well and with a few soft caresses Gaara found himself melting into the other's warm embrace. He turned in Naruto's arms, pressed a kiss to the other's mouth. Naruto's tongue slipped between his lips, widening the kiss. Gaara's hand reached for him and then it started- a low whimper that quickly rose to a whine.
Naruto paused and groaned softly. He rolled over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling while the whine rose in pitch and volume. "I know, it's my turn," he said.
"Daddy!" another familiar voice cried. "Can I have a glass of water? I'm thiiiirsty!"
Naruto rubbed his hands through his hair. He squeezed his eyes shut and put his hands together, his fingers flying into a few familiar seals. Two bunshins appeared, fully dressed. Naruto looked at them and they both grimaced as they marched down the hall to their respective missions. Naruto slipped out of bed only to close the door. When he turned back to the bed he had a mischievous look on his face Gaara recognized only too well.
"You won't be able to keep it up," Gaara warned him, even as the other man climbed back onto the bed. "As soon as you lose concentration, they'll fade."
Naruto leaned forward on two palms, pressing a kiss to Gaara's mouth. "What this?" he grinned, his fingers already lifting Gaara's shirt. "Children's play." The hand tracing his hip was warm. One hand lifted his hips as the other tugged down the hem of his shorts. Naruto pressed a warm kiss to Gaara's neck just below his ear. "Besides," he whispered, lips working their way down his neck, "Mi-kun won't forgive me if I let the bad guy get away."
Title: Children's Play
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Naruto x Gaara
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Two guys in a domestic relationship, raising babies
Summary: Bed time is always an ordeal in the Uzumaki household.
Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters are the property of Masashi Kishimoto. No profit is made from this and no harm intended.
Gaara slid his feet across the carpeted floor, too anxious to take real steps or breathe too deeply. His sent his sand to open the door ahead of him, not willing to risk one hand for the task. When he reached the crib on the other side of the room, he leaned forward carefully. He didn't blink as he lowered the sleeping child onto the blanket, holding his breath as he settled her against the pillow. The child's breath hitched and her pink mouth parted. Gaara paused, waiting for the child to open bright green eyes, for the small mouth to open impossibly wide and wail. Instead she gave a small sigh and closed her mouth again, her dark lashes still lowered over her pale cheeks. Gaara smiled and lifted the blanket over her carefully, tucking the green frog-print baby blanket up to her chin. He brushed one hand against her auburn hair gently and quietly crept out of the room. He didn't dare close the door again and tread carefully toward the bedroom, the glow of the lamp light leading him down the hall.
Naruto stood at the side of the bed, lifting his shirt over his head. He let it fall to the floor artlessly, bending forward to pull back sheets and blankets. He slid onto the mattress and flopped onto the pillows, covering his eyes with one arm. "Paper work finally finished," he sighed. "She's asleep?" he lifted his arm to glance at Gaara curiously. Gaara nodded and slid onto the other side of the bed, slipping his feet inside the cool sheets.
"Next time it's your turn," he said and Naruto smiled, leaning forward to press a kiss to Gaara's cheek.
"Then next time you can read Mi-kun his favorite bed time story. He only asked me to read it FOUR times!"
"You're better at telling stories than I am," Gaara smiled as his husband's arms slid around his waist. "Besides, you like reading to him. Or was that not you telling him how the tale of the Gutsy Ninja is about his dad?"
Naruto groaned as he nuzzled Gaara's neck. "I regret that," he said, his lips ghosting over the sensitive juncture between Gaara's neck and shoulder. "Now he wants me to act it out too."
"It is his favorite game. Bad guys versus the gutsy ninja." He pushed away the fingers trying to worm their way beneath his shirt.
"Maybe I should tell him you're better at playing the bad guy."
Gaara elbowed Naruto, earning himself an affronted look.
"This bad guy needs to go to sleep or he won't wake up in four hours and be able to finish his paperwork." He untangled himself from Naruto's embrace, slipping further into the blankets. He turned his back to Naruto, cradling the pillow under his head as he settled onto his side.
Undeterred, Naruto slid closer. His body was warm as he fit himself against Gaara, one arm encircling the other man and pulling him close.
"And this gutsy ninja refuses to let you run away." Naruto pressed kisses to the back of Gaara's neck, sliding down to his shoulder. His hands roamed Gaara's body fingers slipping once again beneath his shirt. Gaara tensed his shoulders, determined to ignore him, but Naruto knew him too well and with a few soft caresses Gaara found himself melting into the other's warm embrace. He turned in Naruto's arms, pressed a kiss to the other's mouth. Naruto's tongue slipped between his lips, widening the kiss. Gaara's hand reached for him and then it started- a low whimper that quickly rose to a whine.
Naruto paused and groaned softly. He rolled over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling while the whine rose in pitch and volume. "I know, it's my turn," he said.
"Daddy!" another familiar voice cried. "Can I have a glass of water? I'm thiiiirsty!"
Naruto rubbed his hands through his hair. He squeezed his eyes shut and put his hands together, his fingers flying into a few familiar seals. Two bunshins appeared, fully dressed. Naruto looked at them and they both grimaced as they marched down the hall to their respective missions. Naruto slipped out of bed only to close the door. When he turned back to the bed he had a mischievous look on his face Gaara recognized only too well.
"You won't be able to keep it up," Gaara warned him, even as the other man climbed back onto the bed. "As soon as you lose concentration, they'll fade."
Naruto leaned forward on two palms, pressing a kiss to Gaara's mouth. "What this?" he grinned, his fingers already lifting Gaara's shirt. "Children's play." The hand tracing his hip was warm. One hand lifted his hips as the other tugged down the hem of his shorts. Naruto pressed a warm kiss to Gaara's neck just below his ear. "Besides," he whispered, lips working their way down his neck, "Mi-kun won't forgive me if I let the bad guy get away."