Kanda Lemon - Cherry Blossoms

Name: Misa Kobayashi 

Age: 17

“Ugh, I’ll never get this stench out of my hair!” I said, as I walked into our inn room behind Kanda.

“Only you would be worried about how your hair smelt.” Kanda stated blankly, plopping down onto the one king sized bed.

“Hey! Who said you were getting the bed!” I squealed. No way was I sleeping on the floor. After all I was the girl. Although, unlike Allen, Kanda wasn’t exactly known for being a gentleman.

“Can’t we just share it then?”

“Ewww! Don’t be a perv, Yu!” I said whacking him in the head with a book.

“What the hell was that for?! I wasn’t being perverted!!! You're the one who made it that way!” yelled Kanda.

I huffed. It was hard for me to argue with Kanda, he had a knack for being right when it came to me. Actually, it was hard for me to argue with people in general.

“Whatever, I'm going to take a shower.” I said, unwillingly accepting my defeat and stomping off angrily to the bathroom.

I let the relaxing water run over my body and then focused on trying to wash the dead-akuma smell off of me. Once I decided it was probably gone, I stepped out and dried off. I looked around for my change of clothes but didn’t see them anywhere. Is Yu pranking me or something? No Yu wouldn’t do that. Then I realized that in my dramatic huff to the bathroom, I’d forgotten to get clean clothes. Wrapping the towel around me, I opened the door a crack and saw Kanda asleep on the bed. I smiled, thinking of how much nicer he looked when he was sleeping. Then I quickly padded over to my suitcase and unlatched it, rummaging around for my pajamas.

Suddenly I heard a yell behind me. I jumped slightly and turned around. I saw Kanda who had Mugen draw and was panting slightly. Nightmare, I guessed. Then I noticed something else, red dusting his cheeks. He averted his eyes then whipped his head around.

“Misa, you… dropped something.” He muttered reaching for a box of tissues.

“AHHHH!!” I screeched grabbing my fallen towel off the floor. “PERVERT!!!!”  I accused.

“You’re the fucking moron who decided to drop her towel!!” he yelled back, just as loud.

“LOOK AWAY, PERV!”

“I ALREADY AM!!! AND I’M NOT A PERV!!”

I quickly slipped into my nightdress then hopped onto my side of the bed. I pulled the extra pillows from the head board and made a makeshift wall between them.

“There.” I said once I had finished arranging them. “Goodnight, Yu-kun!” I said sweetly.

“Hmph, yeah whatever. Geez, you’d think I was some serial rapist or something.” He muttered.

It seemed like I’d only been asleep for five minutes before I was awoken.

“Eh? What time is i- H-Hey K-Kanda? What the hell are you doing?” my eyes widened to take in Kanda, propped up over me.

“Well, you gave me a bit of a problem. So it’s only fair that you fix it.” He said leaning down to brush his lips against mine lightly then ground his hips against mine, allowing me to feel exactly what he was talking about.

I breathed in heavily, whimpering slightly, “K-K-Kanda, please don’t.” he didn’t listen. I tried again, “Yu-kun, please, don’t r-rape me.” I felt Kanda stiffen slightly above me and wondered if he’d planned on taking it that far.

He slammed his lips onto mine and mine moved in sync with his, fueled by my secret love for him, although I knew he didn’t feel the same way. Even now, it was just his hormones acting. He licked my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, willingly allowing him to take full control.

A moan escaped my throat and he smirked against my lips. “Pretty soon, you’ll be wanting me as much as I want you.” He whispered, moving his lips to my ear, then nibbling on the soft skin there, making me gasp.

“K-Kanda.” I breathed as his lips whispered down my jawline and throat. He began searching around for my soft spot and latched onto it once he’d found it eliciting yet another moan from me. His hands slid up my sides, then moved to cup my breasts. He rubbed them gently and I arched my chest against his hands, wanting to feel him touch me harder.

“More.” I whimpered. He complied massaging my breasts with more force now. He kissed my lips then quickly pulled my nightdress off of me. His hands returned to my now bare breasts and he began playing with the nipples, pinching and rolling them in his fingers until they were hard. The whole time he was staring at my flushed face, his lust-filled eyes bearing into my identical ones.

He moved his mouth to my left breast and began suckling on it like a baby would. One of his hands massaged my right breast while the other slipped downwards to rub my wet flower. He smirked, “You're already wet, naughty girl.”

“If you hadn’t been touching me like that I wouldn’t have bothered.” I whispered shakily. His fingers weaved around the fabric of my panties and he slid one gently into me. I gasped at the foreign but pleasurable feeling. He pumped that one finger in and out of me for a while until he decided I was ready for another. He continued pumping then began to scissor me, attempting to stretch me out some.

His movements had me moaning with every pump, and he soon added even more of his fingers until I whined lightly in pain at the insertion of the fourth. As he pulled his fingers out of me, he caught my underwear and pulled that off.

“How come I’m completely naked, yet you’re fully clothed? That’s not very fair.” I complained. He rolled his eyes at my whining then slipped his shirt off. “Better?” he said.

I couldn’t help but stare at his chest. His muscles were awesome!

He chuckled slightly then leaned down to lick my cheek. “Hey, you’re staring.”

I blushed and looked away, then moved my hands slowly to his pants. Impatient as always, he grabbed my hands and guided them quickly the rest of the way. I wrapped my fingers around the waistband then tugged them down, he shifted above me to take them off the rest of the way.

I wrapped my thin fingers around his shaft and nervously looked up at his face. His eyes were closed in bliss. When they opened again, he nodded at me, coaxing me to go on. Unsure of what to do next, I began moving my hand up and down his hard member.

When I noticed his arms beginning to tremble on either side of me, I flipped us over so that I could be on top. I moved down his body and in a daring move, engulfed the upper part of his member, leaving my hands to pleasure the base. I bobbed my head slowly, sucking and using my tongue to pleasure him, encouraged on by loud moans from Kanda. I felt him throbbing in my mouth and I glanced up at his face. His eyes were closed again. I felt him cumming into my mouth and I pulled away, my mouth full of his seed. It tasted nasty. I wanted to spit it out but I didn’t want to hurt Kanda’s feelings.

“You don’t have to swallow it, Misa. Just spit it out if you don’t like it.” He said.

Who would like the taste of sperm?! I wondered, spitting the fluid out onto the sheets. I was then flipped back underneath Kanda. He used his knee to spread my legs apart and positioned himself at my entrance.

“Ready?”

 I nodded, suddenly feeling a bit nervous.

Kanda pushed into me quickly. I gasped as my virgin barrier was broken. I squirmed beneath him, trying in vain to wiggle away. After a long moment of pure pain for me, and what seemed like pure bliss to Kanda, he pulled out and slid back into me as gently as he could. But it still hurt. Kanda looked at my face and saw tears squeezing out of my eyes. He brushed them away as he sheathed himself in me yet a again, keeping a slow but steady pace. He leaned down and whispered, “Just bear with it for a little, it’ll stop hurting soon.” Against my lips.

I whimpered in reply, digging my finger nails into his back to the point where I could feel drops of blood forming at my fingertips.

He was right and eventually, although it seemed like an eternity to me, the pain faded away. I pressed my lips against his to let him know that he could move faster now.

He didn’t waste a second. As soon as he got the message, he began pounding me into the bed. I moaned loudly, tossing my head from side to side. My hips bucked up to meet his and he grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders, beginning to penetrate me even deeper. My moans grew louder and they seemed to make him thrust harder and faster.

Suddenly, I felt the hot coil in my stomach release.

“Kanda!” I screamed as our juices mixed together. After the white cleared from behind my eyes, I relaxed back into the pillows, trying to regain my breath.

“Kanda.” I mumbled.

“Hmmm?”

“Can you get off me? I can't breathe.” He finally seemed to realize that he’d collapsed on top of me. He rolled off me then pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me tightly. He buried his nose into my hair and breathed in deeply.

“Mmmm. You smell like cherry blossoms.” he said.

“Reminds you of home doesn’t it?” I said. He paused.

“Yeah. They’d be in full blossom right about now, huh?”

“Someday this war will all be over, and we’ll get to go back home and watch the cherry blossoms bloom together.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

After I was pretty sure he’d drifted off to sleep, I spoke the words I’d been too scared to say to his face.

“I love you… Kanda.”

“I love you too.” He mumbled into my hair, “Now go to sleep already!”

Sasuke Lemon - So This Is Hell

Name: Haromi Miyamoto

A loud crash coming from the room above me woke me from my slumber. I kept my eyes shut and took a deep breath in. The smell nearly made me retch and my eyes flew open. Now I remembered where I was. In a small, dark, moldy stone room that Orochimaru had imprisoned me in. I wrinkled my nose and tried to ignore the stench.

I started to push myself up into a sitting position, then gasped as a dull pain throbbed in my sprained wrist, courtesy of Kabuto. I hissed then cradled my wrist to my chest.

The door slammed open as if by explosion and I jumped back into a damp corner. I squinted into the sudden brightness, studying the persons outline. Sasuke.

“What time is it?” I asked rudely.

“How should I know?” he shot back.

“Uh, well you're not the one stuck in a room with no windows and no clock. Go outside and find out if it’s night or day I cant tell in here.” I said sassily.

“Last time I checked, you were the prisoner and prisoners arent the ones who get to give orders.” He glared at me harshly.

 “Fine. I take it I don’t get to know what time it is or how long I’ve been here then.” I sighed. “Stupid jerk. If he hadn’t gone running to Orochimommy for power then I’d so be able to whip his ass.” I muttered so he didn’t hear me. AT ALL.

He smirked. “Maybe if you ask nicely I might tell you what time it is.” He said, walking across the room towards me. The room was small, and his stride had lengthened since I last saw him, so he reached me quickly. He stood right in front of me, feet shoulder-width apart, his sharingan eyes glaring down at me. Suddenly, I felt small and had the urge to hide, his eyes were full of hatred, vengeance and bloodlust. I could feel my breath hitching in my chest, but I couldn’t the shaky breaths to even out. He smirked again, sensing the fear rolling off of my body.

I was so completely… mesmerized by his terrifying eyes, that I didn’t even realize he’d moved until he had me by the arm, dragging me out of the door. I instinctively began struggling though I had absolutely zero chance of escape.

“Hey. Hey! Let go of me, bastard!” I yelled, attempting to wrench my arm from his grasp but only managing to give myself an indian sunburn. He ignored my struggles completely, showing no sign of effort in keeping a hold of me.

He stopped, flung open a door in the hallway, tossed me inside, then closed the door behind himself, immersing us in total darkness. My eyes began to adjust and I could barely make out a large rectangular box shaped thing in the middle of the room. I started theorizing what it could be before I was suddenly slammed into the wall, my breath getting knocked out of me in the process. I felt Sasuke press himself roughly against me, making it difficult to breath evenly again. I could feel him breathing on my neck. I think I knew what that was in the middle of the room was.

I struggled as hard as I could against him, but he’d pinned me in all the perfect places. His legs held mine down, so I couldn’t knee him where the sun don’t shine. He had my wrists pinned to the wall by my head, and his chest was pressed so hard against mine that it hurt my boobs.

I realized quickly that struggling would get me nowhere, so I decided to try pleading with him. As soon as I opened my mouth, he slammed his lips onto mine. I immediately closed my mouth tightly, refusing to let him in. He tried to force his tongue into my mouth but I wouldn’t budge. Angrily, he grabbed my breast and I gasped in disbelief. Or at least so I told myself. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. I bit down as hard as I could and felt blood fill my mouth. He pulled away from my bruised lips grimacing in pain, then slapped me across the face. He pulled my wrists above my head, tied them to what felt like a metal ring then returned his hands to my breasts. He squeezed harshly and I whimpered in pain.

“How does that feel? You know I could always squeeze harder.” He said threateningly. And he did. It felt like they would pop or something and I screamed. He only laughed, keeping his vice tight grip, seeming to take joy in watching me scream and wriggle in pain against him. After what seemed like an eternity, he let go. He grabbed my head and made me look at him. He leaned in so our noses were almost touching then whispered, “Now, we can do this the easy way or the painful way. You can choose, but either way I will get exactly what I want from you.

I looked away, tears filling my eyes, then forced my body to relax back against the wall, instead of using in as a spring board to push against Sasuke.

“Smart girl.” He chuckled. He pushed his lips back onto mine, a little bit more gently this time then slipped his tongue between my already open lips. I tried to hold still as he violated me but every once in a while my body would convulse slightly against him. His hands slid from my face down the front of my body, slowing considerably over my chest. Once he reached the bottom of my shirt, his hands slipped under it then slowly back up. When he reached my bra, his hands slid under that to, making me gasp and flinch as his cold hands cupped my breasts. Suddenly, he snatched his hands away from my shirt, produced a kunai and tore my shirt and bra right off, without even nicking my skin. Those fell off and my pants were quick to follow. Now completely naked, not to mention tied up, before Sasuke, who was still completely clothed, I felt my cheeks heat up, a rosy blush spreading down my neck. He appraised as if I was cattle he was thinking of buying, then smirked, bent down, and breathed hotly on my nether regions. I gasped and tried to close my legs, but found it impossible since he had his hands on my thighs holding my legs open. I made a small squeaking noise as he trailed his tongue all the way up from my pussy to the valley of my breasts. He played with my breasts, palming them and sucking on them until I was barely managing to contain a large moan. He slid his hands down my sides, then allowed them to rest on my hips for a moment before one moved behind me to grope my ass and the other moved to rub my pussy.

He quickly slipped a finger in, moving it around in uncomfortable ways that made me try to squirm away from him. He pumped another into me and began scissoring me. Now I couldn’t help it. I was already so wet and I subconsciously moved down against his fingers, trying to push them deeper into me. He pumped in another and I started to feel uncomfortable and by the fourth forced its way into me, his movements were painful. He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean seductively.

“Take it you're still a virgin?” he stated.

I blushed and looked away as a reply. He finally began taking his clothes off and I couldn’t help but watch as he removed his shirt, revealing his drool-worthy chest. However when his hardened cock sprang loose, I gulped nervously. How the hell was he planning on fitting that inside of me?!?!

Unexpectedly, he reached up and untied my hands, then pushed me to the floor. He grabbed my head and led it to his erection, it poking me in the face slightly.

“You know what I want.” He whispered sexily, though I could detect a threat beneath the words.

I took in a shaky breath, then licked the wet tip, grimacing at the bitter taste.

“More.” He commanded. I slid my mouth around his tip, moving farther down his shaft until I couldn’t fit anymore of him. I began bobbing my head and moved my hands to his base, to rub what I couldn’t fit in my mouth.

He moaned loudly and began bucking his hips into my mouth nearly making me choke a couple times. Then he wound his fingers into my hair and pulled me closer to him, forcing me to deep throat him. I tried to pull away but he wouldn’t let me. After I recovered I tried experimenting a little, flicking my tongue out to dance along him and sucking on him periodically.

Not too much later, he spilled his cum into my mouth. I pulled away, but not before his seed had filled my entire mouth. I made to spit it out, but Sasuke grabbed my chin and forced it back roughly.

“Don’t let it spill out. I want to see you swallow every last drop.” He said, forcing my mouth closed.

I grimaced, then swallowed the thick, bitter fluid, wrinkling my nose at the after-taste.

He smirked pushed me back up against the wall, opening my legs and wrapping them around his waist. I felt his tip enter me and felt uncomfortably stretched. He slammed his lips against mine to prevent me from screaming at the same time he slammed his whole member into me.

He started off hard, pounding relentlessly into me. It felt like every cell in my body was on fire and I was being torn in half at the same time.

Eventually the pain began to subside and I felt nothing but white-hot pleasure. A small part of me spoke out against the bliss, disgusted, but that part was easily ignored.

I gasped loudly as he hit a certain spot in me. “Sasuke! There, hit that spot again!”

He did, actually he pounded into over and over, never missing. I panted, feeling myself drawing to a close. I think Sasuke was to but I was too blissed out to really care.

“Ahhh! Sasuke!” I screamed as I came, my inner walls tightening around his member pulled him over the edge too.

“Oh God! Haromi!” he panted. Then quickly moved us both over to the bed dropped down onto it, holding me against his chest while he pulled the covers over us.

I had almost drifted to sleep when a loud knock reverberated through the room.

“Hey Sasuke, do you know where Haromi is? I can’t find her anywhere.” Called Kabuto through the door.

“Guess she escaped. Now go away before I kill you!” he yelled. Kabuto’s footsteps quickly faded away.

Sasuke sighed, “I guess I probably have to let you go now, since you ‘escaped’.”

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.

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.

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.