Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sand and Stone ❯ Sand and Stone ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Warning: Yaoi and Lemon content. That means smutt. That means hot heavy sex. Minors be warned!


Itachi entered the dimly lit circular office, and shut the heavy door behind himself. “Kazekage-sama,” he inclined his head toward the younger red-headed male in the seat behind the desk. Gaara turned the chair around from facing the window to face his intruder.

"How nice of you to stop in," Gaara greeted as he stood and made his way around the desk. “Is there anything I might be able to help you with, Uchiha-kun?" Gaara asked as he stopped alarmingly close to his Itachi.

Suddenly changing the mood from achingly formal to enticingly sensual, Itachi answered him in a huskey tone, "Well, now that you ask... there is a reason for this visit," Itachi took hold of Gaara's chin and layered gentle kisses on his lips.

"Oh, come on. You have got to do better than that, you pussy." Gaara insulted coldly. Wrapping his arms around Itachi's shoulders, Gaara sent his tounge plummeting into the hot, wet cavern of Itachi's mouth. As always, they were caught up in the middle of a furious battle for dominance.

Pulling Gaara with him, Itachi backed up a few paces, Gaara following his movements absently, as they were still lost in the kiss. Once Itachi was close enough, he thrust Gaara back against the wall, causing a slight whimper to emerge from Gaara's parted, swollen lips. “Better, Gaara?”.

“Well, It's about time that you caught on,” Gaara threw back. Their eyes met for an instant, emeralds locking onto rubies. Suddenly, Gaara launched himself at Itachi, throwing him back and onto the empty desk(Gaara liked to keep things organized). He ripped away Itachi's shirt to reveal cream coloured skin, and a set of gorgeous muscles, that didn't quite bulge, but rather rippled. Gaara began biting a trail down Itachi's neck to his collarbone, soothing each nip away with a butterfly like kiss. Laying himself on top of the older male, he began to once again fight Itachi's tounge with his own. Finally, Gaara was forced to pull away for a breather.

“Too much to handle for you, little bitch?” Itachi challenged. Furious that Itachi got to their favorite insult first, Gaara ripped down his lovers pants. He couldn’t help but snicker at what he saw. Itachi was wearing a pair of red boxers dotted with puffy white clouds.

“What this? Present from mommy? Little bitch indeed.” With an insulted scowl, Itachi incineratd Gaara's shirt, the demon inside keeping Gaara from being hurt. Pulling the pale form completely down onto his own, and using a nibble on the ear as his disguise, Itachi wrapped his leg around Gaara’s. Then, much to Gaara’s amazement, Itachi flipped them.

'Well that's a new one,' Gaara thought to himself. Finally having gotten on top, Itachi decided to take these oh, so delicate matters into his own hands. Reaching back and catching ahold of the ankle of Gaara's pants, he tore a rip all the way down both pant legs, and then proceeded to dispose of them on the floor. He was delighted to find that his lover was wearing no underwear.

“MMMMMM. Goody…” Itachi flipped Gaara onto his stomach, then pulled him onto his hands and knees. He leaned forward and whispered into Gaara’s ear, ”You ready , bitch?” It wasn't so much a question as it was a command, really.

“Bring it on…..bitch” Gaara answered, meeting Itachi's insult with equal fierceness.

"Now now, you need to be reminded of your manners," Itachi reprimanded. Pushing himself in only as far as his head, Itachi took to teasing Gaara for several minutes, until he could hardly stand the whimpers he was elicting from his lover. In fact, Gaara was all but begging for Itachi to slam him.

"You want it?"Itachi asked sadistically. Gaara could only nod and whine while Itachi pulled out of him. "Then prove it." He challenged, presenting Gaara with three fingers which he took into his mouth and coated with saliva. Itachi twitched, feeling Gaara's tounge wrapping around his fingers, slathering each of them.

Finally taking his fingers from Gaara's mouth, Itachi began to stretch his lover out so that the full act wouldn't be so painful. Starting with just one finger, sliding in and out, and adding until he had all three fingers in Itachi was pumping slowing. Gaara was hissing with the pleasure. When he tried to move back on them, Itachi held him still with his other hand. Finally pulling his finger out, Itachi literally threw himself into Gaara’s tight ass. Being rewarded by Gaara with a scream of pleasure, he kept on forcing himself further.

After the first few thrusts, Itachi found Gaara's sweet spot. "Nngh... ah I-ita... right there!" Itachi kept aiming for that spot, time after time after time. The contractions of Gaara's sweet ass tightening to an almost painful squeeze, until Itachi released onto his lover, calling Gaara's name.

Feeling the firey hot liquid spread into himself, Gaara pushed Itachi onto the floor. Seating himself on the egde of the desk, Gaara pointed a finger at his own ready member. "Now, my bitch, you learn the meaning of obediance." Pulling Itachi's head tward him with a leg over his shoulder, Gaara commanded him. "Suck."

And so Itachi did, slowly at first. With his hand around Gaara's base, he pumped in time to his sucking. Gaara thanked the Gods that Itachi had no gag reflex, because deep-throating was such a wonderful thing. Then, as Gaara's breath became heavier and more labored, Itachi's sped up his pace. He gained a positive reaction when Gaara started to thrust his hips toward Itachi's mouth.

"Ita... I-I'm going to... c-cu-" But the thought was left uncompleted, as Gaara climaxed into his lovers mouth, Itachi swallowing everybit of it, allowing not a single drop to be wasted. "God damnit, I fucking love what you do to me." Gaara shouted just before pressing his lips to Itachi's mouth.

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Temari entered her younger brother's too large office to find him tangled in the limbs of an irresistibly sensuous piece of meat glistening with sweat, panting, and nude, on Gaara’s floor in front of the desk. Dropping the paperwork that she was supposed to be delivering, as well as her jaw, she gasped.

“What do you want?!?” Gaara demanded.

‘Could it be the piece of sex fiend in your office? Yes, that would do nicely! God your lack of common sense could really be a pain in the ass when it wanted to.' She thought as she kneeled down to retrieve the papers, "I'm sorry, Kazekage-sama. I wasn't aware that you were with... such important company."

When she stood she was amazed to find Itachi right in front of her. Catching her breath, she thought, 'Wow... that's some ninja skill right there.'

“Temari, would you care to entertain me for a short while?” He asked erotically as he pulled her into the office, and locked the door behind her. “Won’t you join us?” he pleaded, as he unclipped her hair from it's confines and bent his neck down to breathe in the sweet scent of lilies that wafted from her.

'Not that I wouldn’t absolutely love to fuck you until you can’t walk straight,' Temari though as she tried desperatly to steady her suddenly wobbley knees. 'But Gaara must be super pissed at me as it is!' Or so she thought, until Gaara came behind Itachi and slid his arms around the raven haired man's waist.

“Yeah Temari, you should join us. Itachi needs somewhere to put his cock while I fuck him up the ass.” Distubingly enough, his face portrayed that he was dead serious.

“Well, if you insist.” she said, undoing the buttons of her shirt.

A/N: Ok, end of one-shot numero uno! There will be more to come, but first, I need readers to review and tell me who they'd like to see paired up! No need for it to be yaoi, it can be whoever. Even if it's not Naruto, I'll put it up as a different one-shot instead of in the Sand and Stone collection. Thanks and God bless.