I has a chezburger, ur, I mean, a party. ((desert_gaara))

[thedeath_of_you]

If all things have gone right with the Nexus and Botan's ability to send things, Gaara should find a pink envelope on his desk. In her trademark bubble characters, the note (translated, of course) reads as follows:

Gaara

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[thedeath_of_you]

"There's a time for both, but this is a time for action." One of her hands begins to go down her body, towards the junction between her legs.

[desert_gaara]

Nuh-uh, none of that. Her hands are quickly back and captured over her head again.

It seems that Gaara is just now starting to let go of his restrainst. His lips claim hers in a much deeper kiss and he grinds his hips down against hers.

[thedeath_of_you]

Botan moans into his mouth. There's a fire in the pit of her stomach that needs to be sustained.

Her back arches up, wanting to be a close to him as she can.

[desert_gaara]

No legs wrapped around his hips yet, but there we have step one of his little mental image.

But he misses her hands on him so he lets her go again. This leaves his won hands free to wander, which he takes advantage of and pushes her skirt up and grinds his pelvis against hers.

[thedeath_of_you]

She brings her hands up to his shoulders, running her fingers through his hair.

Her breathing hitches in her throat.

[desert_gaara]

One hand stays on her hip but the other gues up to pop open the threetop buttons of her blouse and push the fabric aside.

[thedeath_of_you]

She melts into his hands, chest heaving. The fabric pushed away, the top of a lacy red bra comes into sight.

[desert_gaara]

Red this time? He can't help but to be intrigued by all these different colors of undergarments. He certainly wants to see more of what's under her shirt. He bows his head to kiss the top of a breast while flicking open teh rest of the buttons.

[thedeath_of_you]

You know, Botan really didn't start buying all these new bras until she started going out with Gaara. Go figure.

Her fingers massage the back of his neck as he kisses her. Her breathing is laboured with anticipation.

[desert_gaara]

So he's godo for her wardrobe but bad for her wallet?

He pushes the rest of the shirt aside and fully cups a breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. But as nice as all this is, he can't help but to wonder just how far they can take this out here in the garden.

[thedeath_of_you]

She purrs happily, pushing her chest out. There's a certain element of fear of being caught, but also something dangerous about it that's really hot. And she is worked up. What to do?

[desert_gaara]

Well, she is encouraging him, so he simply figures that he can carry on until she stops him. ...or until they are found and thrown out.

His hand stays on her breast, kneading softly and toying with the nipple through the fabric while he leans up to capture her lips again.

[thedeath_of_you]

Meanwhile, Botan is having a moral delima. Was doing...this in public right? But a girl has needs, damnit, and hers are definately making themselves known.

"Should..we be doing this...here?" Wow, Botan, that's a breathy and needy voice!

[desert_gaara]

"No idea," he says truthfully, his voice having grown darker with his own desire. "How big are the risks that we might be found out."

[thedeath_of_you]

"Nobody comes back here much. I think Keiko-chan and Yuusuke have snuck back here before." Blargh, it's hard to think straight with such a reaction going on.

[desert_gaara]

So let's stop thinking. He pushes his arms under her and flips them both over, reclaiming her lips once more.