Fanfiction
Title: Why Naruto Shouldn't Drink
Author:
th0rns_n_r0ses
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Gaara/Naruto
Rating: NC-17
Story Info: male/male action, aka YAOI or SLASH. Sexually explicit. Not suitable for children. Dub-con. Written many months ago for redbrunja 's kink meme.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters in it. I don't make money off this.
The banquet had been tiresome, as usual. Nowhere near as bad as the political functions he sometimes attended, or the infinitely worse “events” where the elders tried to set up their young, handsome Kazekage with an eligible bride, but tiresome nonetheless. There were just so many people to talk to and make polite conversation with. Everyone, it seemed, wanted their piece of the Village Hidden in the Sand’s enigmatic leader - the daughter of the Wind Country’s feudal lord had made it quite clear just which piece of him it was she wanted. Gaara shuddered at the mental image that invoked.
Of course, the banquets the Kazekage threw weren’t for himself; they never were. There were only three people Gaara had ever thrown a banquet for: Kankuro, Temari, and the blond currently snoring in bed next to him.
Tonight’s banquet had been for Naruto, a farewell to their ally from the Leaf Village on his last night in Suna. At least, that was the official reason. Gaara did it because he knew Naruto loved it, loved the food, the alcohol, and being the center of attention. Especially the alcohol. Naruto had been rather drunk when Gaara had made his escape, dragging the inebriated blond to his room in hopes of a few more rounds of sex before Naruto’s departure tomorrow. They’d managed to strip and get in bed before Naruto passed out, leaving a frustrated and slightly amused redhead in his wake.
Gaara frowned as Naruto flopped over on to his stomach, throwing his arm over Gaara’s neck in the process. “Naruto?” he asked, only to be answered with a loud snort and a jumble of noises that might have been words. Sighing, he lifted the offending arm and slid out from underneath it, carefully setting it back down so as not to wake Naruto up. Of course, the last time he’d woken Naruto up…
Gaara shook his head to himself, doing his best to ignore the sudden erection that thought had given him. No matter how much he enjoyed the attentions of both Naruto and his clone - the first night and a few times thereafter - Naruto really did need his rest before heading out for Konoha tomorrow. He doubted he’d have any success waking him, anyways; a drunk Naruto was a dead-to-the-world Naruto, and Gaara didn’t think even a herd of stampeding elephants would rouse him at this point. Hmm…
Gaara stood next to the bed, watching its occupant thoughtfully. Naruto was likely to be out cold for a least a few more hours, and he was leaving tomorrow; it would be at least another three or four months before Gaara saw him again…
Decision made, Gaara pulled a condom and the bottle of lube out of his bedside table drawer before climbing back on to the bed. He pulled the sheet down and nudged Naruto’s legs apart, giving himself enough room to get between them, before opening the condom and slipping it over his cock. A generous amount of lube for both himself and Naruto, and he was ready.
Gaara moved forward slowly, careful not to make any sudden movements, He placed one palm next to Naruto’s waist to hold his weight, and used his other hand to position himself at Naruto’s entrance. Making sure the blond was still asleep, Gaara pushed his way in, inch by inch, until he was completely buried in Naruto’s ass. Resting his other hand on Naruto’s other side, he stared down at the unconscious man underneath him and felt a twinge of guilt for taking advantage of him like this. But it wasn’t the first time they’d had sex - far from it - and could Gaara help it if Naruto was just so damn sexy?
He settled into a smooth, lazy rhythm, enjoying the novelty of a mostly silent Naruto, only pausing at the occasional whimper or quiet moan. He picked up the pace slightly, working himself a little deeper, a little harder, until his orgasm washed over him, making him bite his lip to keep from crying out. Arms trembling, he gently withdrew, watching for any signs of movement from his unknowing partner. Satisfied Naruto was still passed out, Gaara quickly cleaned up and disposed of the evidence before reclaiming his spot on the bed.
The next morning Gaara was in his office reading mission reports when Naruto came in, dressed and ready to go.
“I take it you’re leaving?” Gaara asked, rising and walking around the desk. Naruto met him halfway, giving him a quick kiss.
“Yeah, I just wanted to say good-bye before I left.”
“Have a safe journey. I’ll see you in a few months?”
Naruto grinned. “Definitely.” One more kiss, and Naruto turned and headed for the door. He had his hand on the knob when he paused and looked back at Gaara. “You know, I had the strangest dream last night.”
Gaara raised one eyebrow. “Really? You’ll have to tell me all about it next time you visit.”
Author:
th0rns_n_r0ses
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Gaara/Naruto
Rating: NC-17
Story Info: male/male action, aka YAOI or SLASH. Sexually explicit. Not suitable for children. Dub-con. Written many months ago for redbrunja 's kink meme.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters in it. I don't make money off this.
The banquet had been tiresome, as usual. Nowhere near as bad as the political functions he sometimes attended, or the infinitely worse “events” where the elders tried to set up their young, handsome Kazekage with an eligible bride, but tiresome nonetheless. There were just so many people to talk to and make polite conversation with. Everyone, it seemed, wanted their piece of the Village Hidden in the Sand’s enigmatic leader - the daughter of the Wind Country’s feudal lord had made it quite clear just which piece of him it was she wanted. Gaara shuddered at the mental image that invoked.
Of course, the banquets the Kazekage threw weren’t for himself; they never were. There were only three people Gaara had ever thrown a banquet for: Kankuro, Temari, and the blond currently snoring in bed next to him.
Tonight’s banquet had been for Naruto, a farewell to their ally from the Leaf Village on his last night in Suna. At least, that was the official reason. Gaara did it because he knew Naruto loved it, loved the food, the alcohol, and being the center of attention. Especially the alcohol. Naruto had been rather drunk when Gaara had made his escape, dragging the inebriated blond to his room in hopes of a few more rounds of sex before Naruto’s departure tomorrow. They’d managed to strip and get in bed before Naruto passed out, leaving a frustrated and slightly amused redhead in his wake.
Gaara frowned as Naruto flopped over on to his stomach, throwing his arm over Gaara’s neck in the process. “Naruto?” he asked, only to be answered with a loud snort and a jumble of noises that might have been words. Sighing, he lifted the offending arm and slid out from underneath it, carefully setting it back down so as not to wake Naruto up. Of course, the last time he’d woken Naruto up…
Gaara shook his head to himself, doing his best to ignore the sudden erection that thought had given him. No matter how much he enjoyed the attentions of both Naruto and his clone - the first night and a few times thereafter - Naruto really did need his rest before heading out for Konoha tomorrow. He doubted he’d have any success waking him, anyways; a drunk Naruto was a dead-to-the-world Naruto, and Gaara didn’t think even a herd of stampeding elephants would rouse him at this point. Hmm…
Gaara stood next to the bed, watching its occupant thoughtfully. Naruto was likely to be out cold for a least a few more hours, and he was leaving tomorrow; it would be at least another three or four months before Gaara saw him again…
Decision made, Gaara pulled a condom and the bottle of lube out of his bedside table drawer before climbing back on to the bed. He pulled the sheet down and nudged Naruto’s legs apart, giving himself enough room to get between them, before opening the condom and slipping it over his cock. A generous amount of lube for both himself and Naruto, and he was ready.
Gaara moved forward slowly, careful not to make any sudden movements, He placed one palm next to Naruto’s waist to hold his weight, and used his other hand to position himself at Naruto’s entrance. Making sure the blond was still asleep, Gaara pushed his way in, inch by inch, until he was completely buried in Naruto’s ass. Resting his other hand on Naruto’s other side, he stared down at the unconscious man underneath him and felt a twinge of guilt for taking advantage of him like this. But it wasn’t the first time they’d had sex - far from it - and could Gaara help it if Naruto was just so damn sexy?
He settled into a smooth, lazy rhythm, enjoying the novelty of a mostly silent Naruto, only pausing at the occasional whimper or quiet moan. He picked up the pace slightly, working himself a little deeper, a little harder, until his orgasm washed over him, making him bite his lip to keep from crying out. Arms trembling, he gently withdrew, watching for any signs of movement from his unknowing partner. Satisfied Naruto was still passed out, Gaara quickly cleaned up and disposed of the evidence before reclaiming his spot on the bed.
The next morning Gaara was in his office reading mission reports when Naruto came in, dressed and ready to go.
“I take it you’re leaving?” Gaara asked, rising and walking around the desk. Naruto met him halfway, giving him a quick kiss.
“Yeah, I just wanted to say good-bye before I left.”
“Have a safe journey. I’ll see you in a few months?”
Naruto grinned. “Definitely.” One more kiss, and Naruto turned and headed for the door. He had his hand on the knob when he paused and looked back at Gaara. “You know, I had the strangest dream last night.”
Gaara raised one eyebrow. “Really? You’ll have to tell me all about it next time you visit.”