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Desire	By : LizzyBer24 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 4410 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any characters mentioned in this story. Also I'm not making money out of it.

Chapter List
- 1-Desire
- 1
Please don't mind if this is a shitty fanfiction, AU, OS. I just had the idea and started writing. There's going to be strong language.
Please also don't mind mistakes I made in language, vocabulary or tenses. English is not my native language.
Hinata is 19 years old here.
Gaara is 25.
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Gaara sighed as he left the staff room to get to his second class of today's school day. He picked up his books and made his way to the classroom.
Another day in hell, he thought, when he opened to door to get greeted by incredible noise.

He hated his job as math teacher. He hated people. And most of all he hated kids. Though he never showed it. People loved him, he never understood why. The only thing that helped him get through the day was that he was only temporary stationed in school. Just three more months and it's finally over.

Hinata sat in class, next to a certain, annoying blond, who was talking to her, though she didn't listen. She was way too occupied with the door, she hoped would open soon and reveal the most handsome teacher she had ever seen. Sensei Sabaku. The young red haired God she had seen in another classroom. She supposed he was about 25 years old.

The moment she had seen him the first time, she had never stopped thinking of him. His turquoise eyes, lined with the deepest black, had burned into her head. The moment she had seen him she had known that she got to have him.

"Hina?" Naruto's voice ripped her out off her thoughts and she sighed, annoyed that he interrupted her.

Naruto's face was flushed when her pale eyes darted him.

"What do you want from me, Naruto?" she snapped at him quietly, narrowing her eyes.

He laughed nervously. His eyes were fixed at her giant cleavage and his blush deepend.

"Hell no, you bastard!" Hinata whisper yelled, punching his shoulder.

Damn, these dudes could not get enough. Yes, she had been intimate with Naruto, once or twice. But that didn't mean, they were a couple now. She had been with many dudes already. The one she had admired the most had been Kiba. Man, this dude had outstanding skills with his tongue…

"Morning class" the deepest, sexiest voice, Hinata noticed as Sensei Sabaku's, rang in her ears and she sat down immediately.

His appearance was breathtaking. Hinata could see many other girls talking and giggling by his entrance.

He started talking about simple maths but she couldn't listen. His white dress shirt was tight fitting on his muscular body, complementing his vibrant red hair, dark ripped jeans and a pair of white sneakers made his outfit complete.

Hinata pressed her legs together and bit her lip.

His hands roamed over her body and stopped at her rear, squeezing it hungrily. His lips trailed down her jaw and neck where he started placing kisses and soft bites, while he put her up, allowing her to wrap her legs around him, gently he laid her down on his desk, ripping the upper part of her school uniform apart to bury his face between her perky, luscious breasts and a loud moan escaped her lips.

His hands wandered down to her skirt, crawling underneath to pull her panties aside. When she heard his belt klick open, she knew she was Ready for him. So ready.

"Ms. Hyuga…" he whispered in her ear, with his absolute mind blowing voice.

Hinata ran her hands through his hair, fisting into them, as he gave her a dirty smile and pushed inside her with one deep thrust….

"Ms. Hyuga?" she snapped out of her thoughts, realizing where she was, she blushed deeply. The sex God looked at her, his eyebrows raised, as well as the whole class.

"Hm?" she said, trying to forget what she just dreamed of.

"Could you please come here and explain how to solve this equation?" the red head repeated his question.

"S-sure" Hinata stuttered and got mad at herself for doing so. It had been years since she had stuttered the last time. Her classmates seemed to be stunned as well.

Slowly she raised from her seat, tugging at her skirt and made her way to the board.

Gaara's POV

Gaara entered the class and laid his books on his table. The moment he raised his head, a pair of pale lavender eyes stared at him. He swallowed hard. This beauty was looking at him, as if she wanted to eat him alive. Her long, black hair fell down her delicate figure, complimenting her pale skin.
The dress shirt she wore was way too tight for her mature features, and as if she wanted to tease him, she had let open a few buttons, showing her round and perfect cleavage.

Contain yourself, Sabaku. She's way too young.

He cleared his throat and forced himself to look somewhere else, anywhere else than the black haired beauty.

"Well, Morning. I'm Sensei Sabaku and I will be your math teacher for the next three months." he introduced himself and opened his books.

"Where is Sensei Kakashi?" a blonde boy next to the beauty asked and shifted in his seat.

"He will be occupied for the time I will be here. He is okay. But I can't give you any further information. Alright! Where did you stop with Kakashi?" Gaara asked walking around his desk, leaning against it, which made a blonde and a pink haired girl in the front row giggle.

"Equations, Sensei Sabaku" said the blonde girl, winking at him.

Girls this age.. He thought and sighed again.

"Okay! Could someone please solve this equation?" he turned around and wrote one on the board.

Many people raised their hands, but the black haired girl just stared at him. Her eyes looked dreamy and her lips were slightly parted, he was even sure that she stopped blinking for a long time.

Licking his lips he drifted away for a second, thinking how sweet her full lips would taste.

Fuck, Sabaku! You're gonna go to prison!

Shaking his head to get back, he started talking again.

"What's the name of the black haired girl next to you?" he pointed at Naruto.

"Hinata Hyuga, Sir" Naruto answered immediately. Gaara chuckled at his behavior.

Sir…

"Ms. Hyuga!" Gaara said loudly but she didn't react at all. She seemed far away. And by the way her eyes were glistening, he was sure she was somewhere really really exciting.

"Ms. Hyuga?" he repeated, this time louder than the first time.

Suddenly she snapped back to reality, her eyes wide, a blush on her cute face.

Stop the 'cute' and 'beautiful' shit, man!

"Hm?" she said, still not back in the classroom.

"Could you please come here and explain how to solve this equation?" he pointed at the board again.

Her blush deepened.

"S-sure!" Hinata Hyuga murmured, raised from her chair and came to his side.

He gave her a tiny smile and swallowed again really hard, when her perfume hit him. A flowery one, really light and womanly. Standing near her he could see her stunning figure even better. She had long, creamy legs, that were hidden under that skirt, which reached above her knees, and some black, knee high socks. Her dress shirt reached above her rear and as she stretched to write on the board he could clearly see her perfect round…

"I-im done, sensei" she whispered and gave him the pencil back, which caused their hands to touch for a second. It was like electricity shot through their bodies.

Putting a strand of hair behind her ear, she stood in front of him, face red, biting her lip nervously.

God's… She got to stop that…

"Did I do it right?" she asked him and for a tiny moment he wasn't sure what she was talking about.

"Oh, yeah. Ehm." he looked at the board and saw the right answer.

"Yes! Perfect. Thank you, Ms. Hyuga." he said, pointing at her seat, mentioning her to get back to it.

"Okay guys. As Ms. Hyuga just showed us…"

After class Hinata waited until everyone else had already left the room. Slowly she made her way to her new Sensei, her heart beating uncontrollably.

The sexy God put his papers together and was about to raise from his chair.

"S-Sensei?" Hinata stuttered again, cursing herself for acting so insecure. How would she ever be able to get his attention when she was talking like an 8th grader.

He looked at her with an emotionless expression, his face from near even more perfect than from afar.

"How can I help you?" he asked politely, though his expression didn't change.

Could you please fuck me until I can't walk anymore?

"I… Ehm… was wondering if you could.. Teach me" she asked silently, not daring to look at him. Why did she behave like that? She had thought she had gotten over that childish, insecure shit.

His eyes widened, still he answered clamly.

"You don't need to be taught by me. You are a good student as Sensei Kakashi told me. You are a B student."

I wasn't talking about maths…

"What was that?" he asked surprised, maybe even a little shocked.

Shoot, did I say that out loud?

Her face started to burn immediately.

"Nothing!" Hinata turned and ran out of the classroom, trying to get home as fast as possible.

Did she really said what I just heard? Gaara asked himself as he got into the shower at home. Hot water running down his body, he tried to calm down. Hinata was a beauty beyond compare and as he closed his eyes all he could see was her legs, her hair, her eyes, her blushing face.

Damn, she is a child!

Well practically not, but Gaara was her teacher and it was inappropriate to think of his student that way.
Still… as he continued showering he found himself jacking off while thinking of her, stretching over his desk, her tiny skirt revealing a pair of white, innocent panties, his hands between her thighs, running up towards her moist heat…

Hinata hoped it would be over soon. Naruto was trying way too hard to get her to an orgasm. After her embarrassing moment with Sensei Sabaku, she had called Naruto to think of something else.

Normally she was cold to people. Cold and absent. During her time in high school being the shy, insecure girl had only caused her trouble. By the time she had attended college, she swore to herself to never act this way again. She would never be her old self again. And it felt absolutely terrifying to her that her new Sensei made her act this way.

"Naruto…" she whispered softly, running her hand through his soft hair.
"Please… Stop…"

Naruto immediately lifted his head from her heat, licking his lips with worried eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked and laid next to her.

"I don't know… Just got a lot on my mind…"

Naruto didn't say anything at first. It felt really strange to him that Hinata talked to him like that. She never showed many emotions. Most of the time she would keep everything to herself. He was surprised to see her this… Uneasy and insecure when she always acted so harsh and cold towards people.
He also felt really proud that she felt comfortable enough to let him know that she didn't feel well.

"What's wrong? You can talk to me!" he tried to make her speak up again.

But Hinata just shook her head, leaning against his firm chest, her hand drawing circles on his pecs.

"Don't wanna talk about it" she answered shortly, leaving Naruto no space for further discussions.

Though she didn't love Naruto and acted like an asshole in front of him, he was the closest to her than any other person. With him she felt kind of… needed and appreciated. He knew who she was and he accepted it.

"Naruto?" she whispered after a few minutes of silence.

"Hm?" the blond murmured softly.

"I'm sorry for acting like an asshole all the time…" she apologized sincerely, leaving the Uzumaki speechless.
She started giggling at his funny and shocked expression.

"Wow, this is your laugh?" Naruto chuckled, happy that she seemed to open up a little bit.

She punched him in return.

"It's okay, Hina. I know, you're not the bad, cold person you're trying to be." he gave her an honest smile and kissed her nose.

"You were so sweet in high school. And I'm sorry, that I never supported you when other people were mean to you" he scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Nah, it's okay." Hinata answered.
"You know… You're the best friend that I have"

Naruto's blue orbs grew even wider.

"Seriously? Man, you're too cute to be true!" he chuckled again and Hinata returned his smile.

"You're my only friend. And I love spending time with you, I just…"

"Its not a relationship, I know. And I don't want us to be in one either. I'd love to be your friend though" he smirked.

"Hai" she whispered, kissing him afterwards.

This Sabaku man seemed to have some kind of creepy affection on her. Suddenly she would open up again and talk with Naruto about her feelings for him.
It was scary, though it also felt incredibly good to share her thoughts with someone.
Yes, Naruto could be annoying. But she also loved him for who he was. And for showing her that she meant something to him. No one else did. Just Naruto.

When Naruto started kissing her neck, her breasts and thighs she closed her eyes and imagined Sensei Sabaku being the one who licked her slit up and down as if she were the most delicious ice cream on earth.

Her tiny hands fisting into his hair, she moaned loudly, pressing face into her body and the orgasm that followed was so overwhelming that for a short time she forgot where she was.

They never had sex. Naruto and her. Neither had she ever had sex with the other guys she had been with. Most of them wanted to kiss and touch her, especially her boobs. They wanted to make her "scream" as some of them had told her during their liaisons.
Kiba had made her scream. Damn, he had been one fucking hell of a guy…

But no one had ever taken her virginity. Although it had been close with Kiba. He had driven her so freaking crazy she had almost allowed him to take it away from her.

She didn't know what exactly she was waiting for but she loved oral "treatment", giving and getting, and that had to be enough for now.

But the moment she had seen Sensei Sabaku… She had known.. He had to be the one to take her virginity.

The next few weeks Hinata decided to play a little game with her sensei. She wasn't quiet sure if he was interested but she needed to be as provocative as possible. She was sure he knew what she had told him after class. And she decided to slowly but surely show him that he was right by hearing what she said. She turned her embarrassment into a chance.
He should teach her, and she wasn't talking about maths…

The first week she put her hair into a high ponytail and put lipgloss on her lips. Also she brought lollipops into class, drawing her tongue in circular motions around it whenever his eyes went to her direction. She tried to look as innocent as possible by doing so.
But except a few times where his eyes widened just a tiny bit, nothing happened.

The next week whenever she left his class she put her stuff together, raised from her seat, put one leg after another on her chair to fix her over knee socks in slow motion, a lollipop between her lips. She was sure she saw him swallowing really hard one time.

Third week she came to school soaking wet. Monday morning she looked out of the window and saw rain was pouring. She put her umbrella into her bag and got out of the door, getting soaked from head to toe.
Today she had him in the first two classes.

The last two weeks had been torture. She had acted so damn sexy and provocative, Gaara had to Jack it off after almost every single class they had together. He didn't know why she had such an effect on him, still. He couldn't contain himself any longer. He needed to do something about that.
Third week started with rain and he promised to himself to not let his eyes linger on her, get anywhere her etc.

But the moment he stepped into the classroom, his body was on fire and he had to give anything he had to stop his ochinchin from showing through his jeans.
Hinata was completely drained, her white dress shirt soaked, making it see through, showing him her black laces underwear. The worst thing was, she acted like an innocent girl, who tried to cover herself, though having even a new button on her shirt open, revealing the wet skin of her cleavage underneath.

"Ms. Hyuga" he said, making his way to her chair.
"Do you need a towel? Why didn't you bring an umbrella?" he asked with all the strength he could get together.

"I'm sorry, Sensei… I-I guess I forget him at home and I didn't want to be late for school" she stuttered, looking at him with her big, pale eyes.

Stop the tent, Sabaku!!!!

"I'm getting you a towel" he answered and she stood up and bowed, knocking her bag over. The complete content of her bag splattered out on the floor, along with… An umbrella.

In this moment he knew.
"I was wondering if you could teach me… I wasn't talking about maths…"

He cleared his throat, not showing any emotions to the outside although inside he was almost bursting.

"Would you follow me, Ms. Hyuga? I'm gonna take you to the nurse. You seem to catch a cold." he said and turned around.

"As long as I am gone, you can do your homework or learn for your next exams" he commanded, leading the tiny Hyuga out of the room along with him.

He walked with fast steps ahead of her until he reached a door, opened it and dragged her with him inside. It was a really tiny room and barely fit two people in it. Her breasts were inches away from his tall handsomeness.

Hinata's heard pounded. What was he about to do? His breathing was fast and harsh as if he had run for a mile.
He just stared at her, his eyes narrowed in annoyance and… Desire?

Hinata looked at him, her legs pressed together, her belly warm and her knees weak. She was dripping with anticipation.
And then, suddenly, he pulled her near and pressed his lips against hers aggressively. He was hungry for her and she tasted oh so sweet. His tongue entered her mouth, massaging hers with his own, barreling for dominance. His right hand squeezing her butt, the left one trailing down her side, careful to touch her beats by doing so. Soon his hand got deeper, under her skirt, grabbing her thighs, and finally brushing her moist center.
Hinata moaned into his kiss. She was in heaven. She had completed her task and finally, finally he would take her, pressed against a wall in a dirty, tiny room, fucking her senseless. She couldn't wait for him to continue. His fingers oh so near her entrance…

But he pulled away suddenly, sighed deeply and left the room without another word.

Hinata stood there dumbfounded. She was breathless and panting and didn't know what to do, to say, to feel right now.

Why did he leave? Why did he left her standing there?
After some time she left the tiny room and made her way to the nurse. She got new clothes and a boiling tea to heat her up. The nurse told her she had a fever but she was pretty sure she wasn't sick, she just needed Sensei Sabaku right here and now.

The nurse send her home to recover and the minute she fell to her bed, she was asleep, dreaming of the most sexiest man alive, who's fingers she had felt on her body as if they were still there, who's lips had tasted her, who's huge bulge had pressed against her. She couldn't stop thinking about it. His breathing, his scent, his kisses and touches. She needed more. She wanted to ride him over and over again and she wanted to hear him moan because she made him do.

Maybe I'm going crazy.. Maybe I'm a psycho… but I need to have him.

For more than a week she had been at home due to a heavy fever.
The first day she went to school again, she was already really excited. She would see him again.

But the whole week Sensei Sabaku never looked at her, never talked to her, never asked her a question. He totally ignored her. For weeks. Until she started to think that she had imagined everything due to her fever.

She tried to talk to him, but he left the class so early she couldn't follow, she waited in front of the class but he just ignored her, she "forgot" to wear a bra but that brought her only a few drooling glances by her male classmates and "slut" comments by Sakura. Just because the Pinkett whore wore a bra without needing it, she thought.

Seeing sensei Sabaku avoiding her made her realize that she hadn't imagined it. It really had happened. But he seemed to be absent for the reason that he was her teacher. So her twisted mind told her to make him jealous. Maybe this would change his mind again…

"Naruto?" she whispered during their math class, gently poking his shoulders.

He turned to her and smiled.
"What's wrong?" he asked

"Kiss me" she said, looking at the blond with serious eyes, leaning in.

Naruto smirked and closed the gap between their lips.

Hinata heard Sensei Sabaku stop his explaining for a moment before he cleared his throat and continued.

She kissed him. In front of him. Why did she do that? No one was ever allowed to touch her than him.
Wait. What?

After class Hinata went home, put her bag aside and got into the shower. She was sure he had stopped talking because he had seen that she had kissed Naruto. But why didn't he just come to her to talk to her?
Well.. They hadn't really talked, like ever… But in her opinion he could have just done it.

After the shower she left the bathroom with just a towel, stepping into her kitchen to make herself a nice hot tea. While the water started boiling, Hinata bend over the kitchen counter to look out of her window. Outside it was raining again and a few lightnings struck through the thick, dark clouds.

Maybe she should just forget about her sensei. Maybe he wasn't into her the way she thought he would be. Thinking of that, she suddenly felt really down and sad. For some reason she felt a connection between them.

A soft knock broke her train of thoughts and as she turned to face her door, she tensed.

"S-sensei?!" Hinata stuttered, blushing deeply as she held onto the kitchen counter tightly. His hair dripping from the rain, his dress shirt wet, his eyes darkened. He looked absolutely hot.
Why was he here? How did he get inside?
Shoot.. I left the door open again..

The handsome red head didn't say a word. With fast steps he made his way to her, cupped her face in his hands and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
Hinata's head turned, her hands fisting into his wet shirt, she tried to keep her stance.
Though he was drenched his lips felt so warm and cozy, they fit perfectly with her own ones. Breathing in deeply she inhaled his masculine scent, pressing her body against his carefully.

Shortly after he withdrew their kiss, his breathing harsh.

"Fuck…" he just whispered as he let his thumbs strike over her cheeks, his eyes taking in every single spot of her face. This green orbs were burning with desire.

"You're so fucking gorgeous" he said. Again he leaned in, closing the distance between their hungry lips. Hinata moaned silently, the blush on her face deepened.
He kissed her gently, almost as if he was scared to hurt her if he would be any harsher.
Still after some minutes he parted his lips and started caressing her tongue with his own. Really slow, really careful. It was a sensation overload.
The big, strong hands that cupped her face touched her carefully, wandering into her wet hair and behind her head to push her face deeper into their kiss.

For a perfect eternity they just shared deep and passionate kisses, hands just on the other ones body the have a hold.

They slowly parted and Hinata looked up at him, her eyes big, her face flushed, her body trembling.

"Sensei" she whispered, unsure of what she should think of his actions. Her fingers still held tight onto his shirt.

"Gaara" the redhead answered, brushing his thumb across her swollen lips.

"Gaara…" she repeated, feeling light headed.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't take it anymore" he confessed while his hands trailed down her shoulders, onto her hips und further down to the rim of her towel. Hinata closed her eyes at the sensation of feeling his hands brushing against her thighs.
She inhaled deeply, moaning silently as his hands traveled upwards really slow.
She was sure just a few inches more and he could already feel her heat radiating from her entrance.

"Please" she begged silently, her body craving his attention.

Gaara growled, a smiled devilishly.
He withdrew his hand to take off her towel. The moment it fell to the floor, Hinata's eyes still watching him with a flush in her cheeks, he took in the perfection of her curvy, pale body, closing his eyes as he moaned and bit his lip.

"Shit…" he whispered and kissed her again, his hands wrapped around her tiny back. Her skin was so soft, he hoped he would find a way to stop himself at some point. But deep inside he already knew, he was lost for her.

Hinata slowly started to unbutton his shirt, slipping it over his broad shoulders, leaving her speechless as she parted from their kiss to look at his firm chest and abs. Her slender fingers drew circles on them, her eyes widened in awe.

Seeing her so fascinated with his body, Gaara smirked.
His dick was already throbbing and it got even worse when her tiny hands traveled down to his jeans, unbuttoning them and carefully taking them further down along with his black cotton boxers.

"Oh my…" Hinata gasped, looking at his proud manhood. It was a little bigger than Naruto's and Naruto's had been the biggest she had seen until now.

When Gaara's stepped out of his jeans and boxers he saw Hinata getting down to her knees and he had to control himself to not cum here and now.

Looking down at her, her big eyes watched his dick carefully, one of her hands on his hips, the other one inches away from his trobbing member. Even though she wasn't touching it, he could still feel her hands on him and it drove him mad.

When she finally closed her hand around him, he moaned loudly, grabbing a fist of her hair to hold onto to, his other hand digging into the kitchen counter behind him.
He didn't care they were in the kitchen. He just wanted to feel and taste her for as long as it was possible.

Hinata looked up to him, seeing how he had his eyes closed, his lips parted and his eyebrows knitted. She almost giggled. She hadn't even started yet.

Licking her lips, she at first stroke her hand up and down his shaft really slow, which made him moan and his breathing increased.
But soon after she trailed her tongue along the tip of his dick, tiny circles that became bigger and bigger until she took the tip in completely, earning her a loud growl, the hand in her hair grabbing even tighter.
She got ready to give him the best she could, but he suddenly pulled away, breathing heavily, gasping for air.

"Fuck, Hyuga, you… I… you should stop. I can't take it" Gaara aspirated, helping her get to her feet again and he presses his lips down to hers with such violence, Hinata eeked in shock.

His hands touched her back, her hair and her ass and put her up. She wrapped her legs around him, her hand on his shoulder, one around his neck.

"Where's your bedroom?" he asked as he carried her.

"This way" she whispered, pointing to the door behind them. Kissing her, Gaara made his way to the door, kicked it open and gently laid her down onto it before he climbed above her to catch her in another breathtaking kiss.

Having her body underneath him was like a dream came true. While he kept her lips occupied with his kisses, he caressed her perky breasts really gently, drawing little circles around her nipples, making her arching her back.

The moan that followed set his decision. He would ravage her the whole fucking night.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he asked her, looking at her flushed face. Her hair was fanned out on her pillows, her big eyes half lidded.
Biting her lip she nodded and closed her hand around his aching dick.

The moment he buried himself inside of her, he forgot that this might have some serious consequences for him. Gaara just enjoyed her tight, warm entrance to the fullest and he growled deeply when he felt the tip of his dick touch her womb.
Opening his eyes again he saw her pain warped face and stopped moving immediately.

"Are you okay?" he asked worried, instantly regretting what he had done to her. This had to be her first time… Damn he could punch himself for being so reckless.

"I'm alright" Hinata answered weakly, her tense body clenching tighter around his dick, making it harder for her to relax.

"I just need to breathe" she tried a laugh.

"Should I stop?" Gaara asked, almost panicking. If he would hurt her too bad and she had to see a doctor, people would know.

"No. Don't stop. Just…" she dug her nails into his back.
"Kiss me"

Leaning down to her, he gently paid her lips the most outstanding attention he could give. Open mouthed, sloppy kisses, tiny, short one, deep French kissing, a mix of everything that came into his mind while he caressed the side of her body with his fingertips.

Having his warm chest pressed against hers and his lips treating her, she started to relax and the desire came back.

"Gaara" Hinata whispered, wrapping an arm around his neck.

"Try again"

Gaara, who's biggest fear now was that he hurt her even further had almost completely forgotten that he was still buried inside of her.

Really slow he pulled out a few inches, watching her carefully, before he pushed inside again, gently. After a few more tries Hinata's face looked way more relaxed and she smiled, her eyes again held that burning desire from before.

"Is that okay?" Gaara asked again.

Hinata nodded.
"Yeah, just… Go slow…"
"I promise"

Minutes and minutes passed which were filled with moans and kisses, touching and exploring the others body.
Gaara knew he couldn't take it any longer because she was so freaking tight, but he wanted her to enjoy this too, so he concentrated as best as he could to push down this upcoming orgasm.

Gaara was so gentle. Hinata had never expected of him to be so kind and sweet. She loved it. It was almost romantic, how he actually made love to her instead of fucking her like she had always imagined.
After a long time of slow thrusting in and out of her, Hinata finally felt used to this feeling and she tried to enjoy this, as well as the friction their body produced.

Her hands got bolder and she traveled down his back until she felt his muscular ass, which tensed and relaxed with every thrust he did. Squeezing it, she felt Gaara smiling under their kiss.

"You're perfect" she whispered between their kisses, pulling him deeper.

At her words Gaara blushed. No one had ever called him 'perfect' and no one had ever kissed him like she did.

Soon after Hinata began to move her hips in the same rhythm as Gaara's, her legs wrapped around his waist she pushed him closer and deeper into her in the process.
A moan escaped her and Gaara bit his lip.
She seemed to now enjoy it, which made it more difficult to him to not lose control and ravage her. He needed to stay gentle. She deserved that.

Rolling her hips up and down, Gaara had to close his eyes because the sensation became too much for him to handle. He wouldn't stay gentle if he had to watch her face burning with passion, her swollen lips parted and her eyes lidded in Lust.

"Gaara" Hinata whispered, fisting her finger into his hair.
"Don't hold back. I want you."

Growling Gaara dug his fingers into the bedsheets and picked up his pace. His dick soon slamming into her fast and hard. Her moans became louder and her walls even tighter, he was sure she was close now. And the moment she arched her back, opened her mouth to give him the most sexy moan he had ever heard, her eyes pressed shut and her nails scratching over his bare back, he lost it completely. A long, deep groan escaped his throat as his orgasm overwhelmed his shaking body.

As he collapsed on her chest, his breath was fast and harsh and Hinata tried to stop her body from trembling again just through hearing his heavy breathing.

"Are… Are you alright?" Gaara whispered, getting onto his hands to watch her worried.

Hinata ran her hand over the side of his face and smiled.

"Hai" and she pulled him down to another kiss.

"Alright!" Gaara said as he closed the door behind him and laid his books down the desk.

"Since it's my last day at Konoha University and it's almost 3pm, I decided to dismiss this class for today"

The applause and joyful screaming took over. It was the last day before Hinata's graduation and she was happy to have some free time before getting into the sad state of leaving and beginning a new chapter in her life. Although… The benefit was… That she finally could be together with Gaara. Finally they could go public. And finally they didn't have to hide in bathrooms, her apartment or the empty classrooms.

As the students packed their bags and left the room, Naruto took Hinata's hand and smiled.

"I'm glad you're happy. I will miss you, but it's more important that you are happy" he said, squeezing her tiny hand in his big one gently.

"Thank you, Naruto" she smiled and kissed his cheek.

"See you tomorrow! Love ya"

"Love ya, too." he waved at her as he exited the room.

Soon only Gaara and Hinata were left and she slowly made her way to his desk.

"So… Where do we wanna live?" Gaara asked as he pulled her at his chest.

"Hm… I'd love to stay here in Konoha. With you..." Hinata whispered, her hands fisting into his dress shirt, her eyes finding his. Gaara smirked and gave her a short kiss.
"Thank god..." he answered, running his hand through her hair.
"I couldn't let you go..."
Hinata giggled. This felt like heaven. She won't ever leave Gaara. The two of them being together felt like love.
And as Hinata dragged Gaara out of the building, smiling back at him, Gaara knew for sure.
He loved her.
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