Thursday, June 30, 2011

Gaara Lemon -Pay up



Name: Naomi
Age: 23

*Gaara’s POV*
I saw the lights and immediately knew I was in some serious shit.
“Where the fuck are you taking me?” I demanded of Temari, who was currently yelling at Kankuro that we could “totally” fit into a parking space that looked the size of a port-a-potty.
“Oh come on. Gaara, we’re just going to a club to have some fun. Now get that stick out your ass and just go with it.” She said, getting out of the car, tugging me along behind her. As she stepped through the door, she shoved me towards a random table and took off to the dance floor, yelling, “Go have some fun and don’t bother me!” as she went.
“Woohoo! Pay up, loser! I’ve got a royal flush!” gloated a girl at the table I’d just been thrown at. She snatched up the cash doled out by the sulking drunk she’d just beaten. “Who’s next?” she yelled. When no one stepped forward she spoke again, “Come on, ya’ll can't all be pussies!”
Her blue eyes fixed on me and I took a step back only to find myself knocked forward by a man who obviously didn’t want to become her next victim. “Hey, why don’t you sit there and I’ll take some money off ya? It’ll be fun!” she cheered, slamming me down into the seat across from her, then leaning closer to my face, “Come on, please? I promise I’ll go easy on you. At least, for the first few hands. So whaddya say?”
“Fine.” I said grumpily.
“Yaaay!!”She cheered. “Okay, how about whoever wins this one has to buy the other a drink?”
“Whatever.” I said unenthusiastically. She pouted, obviously not happy with my mood. Then she smirked. Shit. I thought. Maybe I should’ve just gone along with the drink thing and acted like I ate rainbows and had butterflies coming out of my ass.
“Know what? I changed my mind. If I win, you have to whatever I tell you for an entire hour, that includes acting like you're having fun. If you win, then I’ll drive you home. Sound good?” she asked, then muttered, “Not that you’ll win.” So I barely make out the words.
I smirked, a free ride home. Sweet. “Sure.”
I was so gonna win this.

I gaped at her hand. How could she have beaten me? I'm awesome at this. Then it clicked in my head. She’s cheating.
“That’s no fair you cheated!” I said.
“Have any proof?” she said sweetly, smiling innocently. She laughed, “Now you have to do whatever I say starting…” she looked at her watch, “NOW! First what’s your name?”
“Gaara.”
“Ok, Gaara. I’m Naomi. Now how about you go get me a drink? And get yourself one while you’re at it. Hey! Don’t glare at me I won, a deal’s a deal. Now off you go!” she said, shooing me away with her hands and propping her boots up on the table.
I went to get the drinks, walking quickly and glaring harshly at anyone who dared look at me. When I got back to the table, I plunked Naomi’s drink down next to her feet and sat down opposite her, then I took a cautious sip of whatever it was I had gotten. It tasted horrible and I made a face. Naomi noticed and laughed.
“What, you never had a beer before? Although, I admit they really don’t taste all that great. Hey! Come with me.” she said slamming her already empty mug on the table, reaching over and grabbing my wrist, then yanking me out of my seat through the sweaty crowd, up a flight of stairs and into an empty room. She flicked on a light, although it was so dim it didn’t really help much. After closing the door, she leaned against me, pushing me back into the wall, then pressed her lips to mine. When I didn’t turn away, she pulled back slightly and smiled. “That wasn’t too bad was it?” Then leaned in again.
“Who the hell do you think I am?” I said, roughly pushing her off me, then slamming her against the wall, kissing her back hard. “Letting a girl dominant? No way.” I scoffed when we pulled away for much needed air. I gripped her upper arms tightly then dragged her over to the bed, practically tossing her onto it. I clamored over her then kissed her again, letting my hands begin to wander…
*Naomi’s POV*
He tossed me roughly onto the bed then climbed on top of me. He kissed me again, his hands found the zipper of my vest and yanked it down, pulling the fabric away from my body. He fondled lightly with my breasts through my bra, eliciting an annoyed groan from me.
“More.” I gasped.
He squeezed my breasts harder, then removed my bra. He kissed my cheek, down my jaw, my neck until he got to my breasts. He kissed each one lightly, then gave me a short suck, only increasing my lust, then continued kissing down my stomach. He played teasingly with the waistband of my skirt before receiving a snappy, “Hurry up!” from me. He pulled down my skirt and panties with ease, then rubbed my clit with his thumb, making me moan. He leaned down and licked my opening lightly, causing me to instinctively buck my hips. He held me down and continued licking, my hands reached down, in an attempt to press him against me but he pinned my wrists to my sides. I whined and finally he stopped teasing and plunged his tongue deep inside me, mapping out my inner walls. My breathing became pants and I arched my back, moaning as I felt myself about to come.
He lapped up the liquid, then moved back up my body.
“You taste delicious.” He said with a smirk. As my head cleared, I noticed something.
“Hey, how come I'm naked but you’ve still got all of you clothes on?!?!” I yelped. He smirked again, then pulled his plain black t-shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. I nearly drooled at the slightly of his well-toned chest.
“Like what you see?” he teased. I nodded, speechless. “Wanna see more?” he whispered seductively. Once again I nodded and he led my hands to his waistband. I slipped my thumbs into his pants, making sure I had his boxers too, then yanked them down quickly, exposing his erection. He kicked his pants off the rest of the way and they landed on the floor.
He positioned himself over me and asked, “You ready?”
This time I smirked, “I'm not a virgin, you don’t have to start off slow.”
He plunged all the way into me.
“Mmmmmh…. So big!” I said, as he began pounding in and out of me. “Harder, faster.” I commanded. He willingly complied, thrusting hard enough to the point where I would’ve been moved up the bed had he not had such a tight grip on me and vice versa. My nails were probably drawing blood from his back, my way I was digging into his skin, but he obviously didn’t mind.
Eventually, he hit my g-spot and I moaned louder than before. He smirked and then began pounding harder into it. I felt myself about to come and I tried to hold it back, failing as he thrust into me deeper than before. My walls spasmed around his member and he deposited his seed inside me. The hot sensation left white dancing across my eyesight and when my vision finally cleared, Gaara had pulled out of me and hugged me against his chest.
A thought occurred to me and I laughed quietly.
“What’s so funny?” Gaara questioned me.
“Nothing, just that it would have been smarter to wait ‘till the end of your hour to do this. Now the rest of it’s just going to be wasted on sleeping.”
“What are you talking about?” asked Gaara, sounding incredibly confused.
“I beat you at poker, remember? You’ve still got another fifteen minutes before your hour of doing whatever I told you to do is over.”
We both laughed lightly at this, then drifted to sleep.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Sasuke Lemon - Worthwhile

Name: Hikari Aino
Age: 15

Sasuke’s POV
I snuck off away from our small camp under the pretense of going to the bathroom. Once I got far enough away that no one could near me, I formed the seals for shadow clone jutsu and instructed it to go straight to bed as soon as it got back. Hopefully, Karin was still sleeping off her cold or allergies or whatever she had and wouldn’t notice the fake. They were a bit suspicious of what I was up to since I’d been acting a bit distracted, as much as I tried to hide it. They didn’t dare ask why, for fear of being killed.
I flew through the trees until I reached a small house on the side of the mountain facing the small village that my team had just passed through.
I stopped in front of the window and squinted in. She wasn’t home right now, probably in the village doing something of little importance. I frowned then smirked as a slightly devious thought came into my head. This would be the perfect setting for a little scare.
Hikari’s POV
I waved good bye to the little village children seeing me off as I walked back to my home on the mountain. I smiled and called, “See you guys soon!”
As I walked by the window, I could have sworn that I saw a flicker of movement in the house. I turned the knob and hesitantly opened the door. I didn’t see anyone so I stepped inside and closed the door. I walked towards the light switch which was inconveniently placed rather far from the door, or at least it seemed that way when it was dark and I was trying in vain not to trip. As my eyes adjusted, I saw something again, this time I was 100% positive that someone else was here. I whipped out a kunai and yelled, “Who’s there?”
The person moved suddenly, faster than I could see even if it wasn’t dark.
“Calm down it’s just me.”
He was behind me! Wait, I knew that voice!
“Put that away, it’s dangerous. You could cut yourself.” He said just barely managing to keep the chuckle out of his voice.
“Well, it’s your fault. You tried to scare me on purpose. I thought you were a stalker or something.” I said as I turned around to hug him. He didn’t bother to hug me back. I pulled away pouting and feigning hurt.
“I leave my village for you and this is the thanks I get? Well fine I’ll just go back home to Konoha.” I said then began stomping to the door. Sasuke’s hand flashed out and gripped my wrist. In a split second I was against his chest, with hardly a clue how I’d gotten there. He wrapped his arms tightly around me and whispered into my hair, “I missed you so much.” I smiled and turned around in his arms, then pressed my lips against his.
“I missed you, too.” I said when we pulled apart.
He slammed his lips against mine with such force that I stumbled back a few steps, making him move with me. His hands were moving up and down my sides, occasionally rubbing his thumbs over my breasts just to tease me. He slipped his hands over my ass, gave one squeeze then lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he moved us to my bedroom, throwing me down onto the bed when we got there. His hands found my breasts and groped them through my shirt hard, making me moan. I could feel myself getting wetter with every hot passing second, I tried to ignore it, but it was like a big neon light in my head, telling me just how much I needed Sasuke, as if I didn’t already know.
“Sasuke… please.” I begged softly, knowing that I wasn’t going to get it that easy.
He quickly tugged the sash of my kimono, pulling it away from my body. He glared at the shorts, knowing that they would get in the way soon but did nothing about them. He smirked at me rubbed my breasts softly through my purple lace bra. I whimpered, hating his teasing. He lifted me up slightly then slid his hands around me to unclasp my bra, taking an excessive amount of time to do so. He leaned over and licked my nipple once, then pulled back smirking. I frowned then reached out and grabbed his dick through his pants. His eyes widened and he sucked in a deep breath. He glared at me then made to pull my hand away. I squeezed him harder and added my other hand, rubbing his head lightly with my thumb. He gasped then slipped his pants off, freeing his hardened member. I pushed him back and rubbed up and down his shaft, his hips bucking up irregularly into my hands. He glared at me and I smirked back as I lowered my head down to his dick. I licked his head then moved my hands to cup his balls. I began lick up and down his shaft, not putting him in my mouth just yet.
After a little while of my teasing, his hand reached down to grip my hair and tugged, not to where he pulled my hair out, but just so it hurt a little.
“Quit messing with me.” he hissed menacingly. I wrapped my mouth around the upper half of him, he was too big to go in all the way. Or so I thought. I wrapped on of my hands around the lower part of his shaft. I looked up at his face as I began sucking on him. His eyes were closed and he looked so sexy. I sucked him harder and he pushed me farther down on him, bucking up at the same time and forcing his whole dick down my throat. I almost choked but as soon as I recovered I began dancing my tongue around him, taking a break from that every now and then to suck. I could feel him throbbing in my mouth and he came not long after that, moaning loudly. After I swallowed, I was pushed roughly onto my back, then Sasuke entered me with no warning whatsoever.
I gasped slightly in pain as he pulled out only to slam back in even harder. He kissed me passionately as he continued thrusting, quickly picking up the speed and slamming harder. My hips bucked up against his, and I moaned loudly with every thrust. I could feel myself coming to an end quickly but Sasuke was as well.
I gasped as he hit my g-spot. My walls spasmed around him, sending him over. His seed came spilling into me and I moaned again at the feeling.
I was just beginning to catch my breath when Sasuke yanked me up, turned me over and propped me up on my hands and knees. He got over then entered me from behind, hitting my g-spot every time he thrust, forcing strangled yelps and gasps from me.
We both came sooner this time. He grabbed my breast as we screamed each other’s names. My arms gave out and he fell down on top of me. He flipped us over and held me tightly to his chest, still panting.
“I love you.” I whispered before I fell asleep.
“I love you too.” He said.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Gaara Lemon - Jealousy




Name: Misao Takashi
Age: 19 (Gaara’s 20)
Ninja rank: Not a ninja
I slid one green eye open, then snapped it shut as soon as the morning light hit it. I groaned, knowing that I was now probably incapable of going back to sleep. I heave myself into a sitting position, then proceeded with my morning stretching. Once I felt more awake, I slipped out of the king sized bed I’d had to myself for the past two nights and padded lightly over to the window. I gazed at the expecting clouds and sighed happily. I loved rain, the sound just made me feel so peaceful. Out of the corner of my eye, a red mop of hair attracted my attention. I smiled at Gaara even though he wasn’t looking. I'm rather ashamed to admit that the smiled was replaced with a confused look when I noticed that he wasn’t walking alone, but with a woman. A very beautiful woman. I swallowed the little bit of jealousy that had managed to bubble up into my throat. It was a wasted effort though, it boiled up and over as the woman hugged Gaara and he hugged her back! She then gave him a light peck on the cheek then walked off. I clenched my jaw, unknowingly doing the same with my fist as I scrutinized her more closely. She was impossibly beautiful, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she was a model, what with her height and body. Even from here I could tell that she had a perfectly proportioned body, unlike my petite, slight frame. Her shiny black hair was cut in a fashionable style, so different from my unusually colored hair, that refused to dye well.

A pair of well-toned arms wrapped themselves around my waist.
“You’re back.” I stated emotionlessly as he buried his face in my shoulder, breathing in deeply and sighing.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, when he realized I wasn’t responding to his actions.
“Who was she?” I shot back.
“Who? Amaya? She just works for me. She’s my secretary.” Gaara said.
“Do you think she’s prettier than me?” I whispered. He removed his arms from my waist and placed them on my shoulders turning me around.
“Misao, what’s wrong with you? Are you jealous?” he teased lightly.
I frowned. “Hmph. Maybe I am.” I stated defensively, “And you didn’t answer my question.” I pulled away from his hands and turned my head away. “Sometimes, I wish you still had the shukaku. Then I wouldn’t have anything to worry about.” I muttered, more to my shoulder than Gaara.
I didn’t really comprehend what I’d just said, what it meant. But I knew it was terrible. The atmosphere changed suddenly. It became cold and heavy, I could feel hurt emanating from Gaara. I looked up at Gaara with wide, repentant eyes and took in his devastated expression.
“No! Gaara, I- I didn’t mean it like th-“ I said, reaching out for him. He stepped back.
“Yes, you did. You meant exactly that.” He said coldly.
“I... It’s just… It’s hard having to watch girls throw themselves at you at every corner now that you're the Kazekage and everything, when not too long ago, they treated you horribly. Most of them are prettier than me, and smarter than me, and stronger than me, and-“
“You think I’ve forgotten that you accepted me when I was still a host? You think I'm going to just abandon you after everything we’ve been through?” he sounded a bit mad now, stepping closer and closer to me and me taking a nervous step back to maintain the space. When I hit the wall, he pressed his palms against the wall on either side of my head, his body close enough to where our chests were almost touching. He grabbed my chin roughly. “Don’t you trust me anymore? You used to believe anything I told you, even if it was slightly bizarre. You know that when we go walking down the street together, guys stare at you, even though I’m with you. I can only imagine how they’d act when you go out by yourself, but I don’t make you stay at home. Why? Because I trust you.”
By the time he was finished, his lips were a mere inch from mine, but it’s not like I could move, not with his seafoam green eyes boring into mine the way they were. My breathing seemed ridiculously loud to me, but there was no lifting the heavy atmosphere around us without saying something super awkward.
“I know, I'm sorry.” I said, submitting meekly. He moved his lips to my ear and breathed, “Don't you trust me?”
My breathing hitched slightly, “Yes.” I squeaked quietly. He licked my cheek then nibbled lightly on the shell of my ear. He kissed down my neck, earning a soft mew from me.
I could feel him smirk and he moved to rest his forehead against mine.
“Look at how neglected my little kitten is, moaning at a little kiss. I should play with you more often.” His eyes plunging deep into mine. I blushed at his words and looked away. He pressed his lips to my cheek kissing his way to my lips. After what seemed like an eternity to me, he brushed my lips lightly then pulling away. I let out an annoyed breath, “Meanie, stop teasing me.” I whispered, before reaching out, locking my arms around his neck and pulling him to me. I pressed my lips against his and he kissed back with twice the force pushing me back up against the wall. Our lips moved in perfect synchronization, I could tell he wanted me just as badly as I needed him. He licked my bottom lip, pushing his tongue in my mouth before I could reply. I moaned as he mapped out my mouth. His hands moved from the wall to my waist, rubbing back and forth just above my hips. When we pulled away for air, I breathed out, “More.”
Gaara relieved me and kissed me exuberantly as his hands slid up my nightshirt and over my mounds. He rubbed them sensually and moved his lips away from my mouth, kissing downwards until he found my soft spot. He latched onto it, sucking and licking, then stopped as I moaned to pull my  shirt from my body. He licked my left breast lightly and I arched my back as a reply. He slipped his mouth over the rosebud and grazed his teeth over it, earning him a groan. He smirked and bit down making me whimper, but the pain just made me want him more. While he gave my right breast the same treatment, massaging my left breast with one hand, he slipped his free hand down between my legs and rubbed me, mostly light touches, but once in a while, he’d give me a harder rub. He moved his lips back to my  mouth and grabbed my ass, lifting me up and carrying me back over to the bed. He practically threw me onto the down comforter, then crawled on top of me after taking off his shirt.
I moved my hands to his waist band, but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand. “Not yet, I'm not even close to being finished with you.” He said sexily.
He slipped his hand in my loose pants and rubbed my clit a few times before pausing.
“Why’d you stop?” I whimpered
“You know, I think you need to be punished for what you said earlier.” He said with a smirk.
“Huh?”
He removed my pants and underwear swiftly then inserted a finger into me. I gasped and rock against it. He pumped another finger in, moving them around in me until he found my g-spot. He hit it once with his fingers, making me moan loudly, then stopped and pulled them out.
“Gaara!” I cried, royally pissed off now. He chuckled, “Alright, alright, you win.”
He lowered himself quickly to my womanhood and began to lick me. I tried to hold in my moans by biting my lip. My fingers reached down, entangling themselves in Gaara’s hair and pulling him closer to me. He slipped his tongue inside me and explored my cavern. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as his tongue probed me. I screamed as I came into his mouth and he drank in every last bit of it, then crawled up and kissed me, making me taste myself. With a sudden burst of energy, I flipped us over so that I was straddling his hips. When he made to flip back over, I slammed my weight down onto his already erect manhood. His hands instinctively flew to my hips, grinding me against him, making us both groan.
I rubbed him through his pants, achieving a gasp, then tugged at his pants and relieved him of them as well as his boxers, revealing his manhood. I leaned down and licked his head making him gasp and arch his back slightly.
I decided now was a good time to pay him back for all the times he made me practically have to beg for him to touch me or something.
“What should I do now, Gaara? Hmmm?” I questioned teasingly.
“Please, Misao…” he groaned.
“Please what? Tell me.” I said innocently.
The pink tint on his cheeks darkened and spread from the embarrassment and he looked so needy that it was hard not to just give him what his body was obviously begging for.
“Please go down on me!” he cried. I smiled and happily slipped my mouth around his head, sucking hard.
He groaned loudly and bucked his hips, making me nearly choke on his length. I adjusted and deep throated him, my tongue dancing around him and occasionally lightly grazing my teeth against him. He came heavily in my mouth and tried to swallow it all but some dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin. Gaara pushed himself up and reached out, wiping the cum off my face with his thumb then holding it out for me to lick. Instead I popped the digit in my mouth and sucked on it. He laughed lightly as I nipped at it when he pulled his hand away.
He rolled us back over and positioned himself above me, his dick brushing lightly against my entrance.
“Ready?” he asked. I nodded and with that he plunged into me. He pumped a bit slowly at first, although this wasn’t our first time so it didn’t really matter all that much.
“Faster. Harder.” I hissed. He pulled out of me nearly all the way and slammed back into me so hard that I moved upwards. He continued, picking up the speed, although it didn’t seem possible that he could go any faster, whenever I told him in between moans. His eyes flitted over my body, pausing the most to watch my breasts bounce as he pounded me into the bed.
I moaned more loudly than before as I felt a tightening in my navel. Gaara must have been close to because he pumped even harder and faster. We screamed each other’s names as we came, our juices mixing inside me, his hot seed filling me. For a moment, we just lay there panting. As the white at the edges of my vision disappeared, I felt Gaara pulling out of me and rolling over, holding me to his chest. He pulled a blanket over us and I began to drift to sleep.
“Misao, I love you.” He whispered in my ear.
“I love you too, Gaara.” I replied before falling asleep.