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Rot, Another One Bites the Dust	By : LucklessMallory Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1222 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gaara woke up to palpitations and a tremble coursing through him. He quickly sought out his companion on the bed and breathed deeply when he saw that Lee was alive and whole. His eyes were damp when he rubbed the sleep from them, unwilling to let himself fall asleep and resume the nightmare he’d had. Lee was alive. Temari was alive, and so were everyone else in the hotel. His brother was long put to rest, even if at the moment, he had to remind himself of that.
Rolling onto his side, he slid an arm around Lee’s torso, resting his hand on the man’s back and just feeling the steady heartbeat underneath his skin. Sunlight filtered into the room, but the soft blue tint to it had Gaara sighing at the early hour. It was too early to get up though Choji would probably be in the kitchens already to make breakfast. The wound on his leg throbbed faintly, tempting the redhead to scratch at the bandages around it.
Lee took a deep breath and let it out slowly, still in a place between real life and his dreams. He shifted, laying on his stomach and turned his head toward Gaara, blinking softly. They’d maintained their sleeping arrangement together after they’d become more than just friends, but they didn’t tend to cuddle unless there was a mood or reason. Gaara’s hand on his back was warm, and their bodies were pressed close under the blankets.
“G’morning,” Lee mumbled. He blinked his eyes a little wider as he noticed the uneasy look on Gaara’s face and the watery quality to his eyes. “You okay? Is your leg bothering you?”
Pressing his hand a little more firmly against the muscles on Lee's back, Gaara kneaded the contours on his shoulder blades and down his lower back, finding comfort in the repetitive motions. "I'm fine." he murmured, "I was dreaming." Lifting his eyes, the dark marks around them looked darker with the moisture along his lashes.
Lee's bedroom look always attracted him even when all they did was sleep next to each other the night before. The way Lee looked at him with half-open eyes and a groggy expression on his face brought warmth and took away the lingering trembles. "Kankuro was here. He bit Temari and spread the infection here. You were the last to get bitten."
Lee nodded sympathetically and rolled onto his side to face Gaara without disturbing the arm around his waist. He slid long fingers with rough skin through Gaara’s red hair and kissed him softly, pressing their foreheads together. He took a deep breath as he felt himself becoming more wakeful, inhaling the smell of sleep and the earthy, personal scent of their bodies and the sheets.
“I am sorry. But you are awake now, and none of that happened,” he said. Lee wiped at the moisture at the edge of Gaara’s dark ringed eyes, understanding in the soft set of his mouth. He was all too familiar with bad dreams.
Gaara’s eyes shut from the soft touch and the close press of Lee’s face against his. The roughness of the man’s fingers felt good against his scalp, and he leaned into the touch. “...I know. It felt real but Kankuro’s gone.” He licked his lips, finding himself curiously self-conscious about being this close to Lee. The epidemic had forced everyone to ration all luxury supplies, but there were some things- like mouthwash and toothpaste -that they could still forage from the supermarkets and groceries. Gaara opened his eyes and stared into Lee’s round eyes.
“I think...” He swallowed, brows meeting in a small knot at the hesitation in his voice. That was new. “If something like that happened here, and I was the only one left unbitten, I’d put an end to everyone except you. When you’ve bitten me, I’ll kill both of us.”
It was a grim declaration, but Gaara’s views were changing every day he spent with Lee. It wasn’t all about survival anymore.
“Gaara...” Lee’s eyes widened, shocked. He pulled back and looked at the redhead carefully. That was a huge leap from the priorities they had talked about forever ago. He shook his head slowly. “I love you. But, if something like that happened... I do not want to even think about it, but if that really happened, I would want you to survive no matter what. I would not ever want you to be hurt.”
Lee had known that Gaara’s feelings for him were strong, and had been there for a long time, but it wasn’t until Gaara said something like that that it could really sink in. Gaara was cold and clinical when it came to surviving the outbreak, harboring no hesitation and none of the morals that wouldn’t help him continue living. If he would really accept death if Lee was bitten... Lee felt his own eyes prickle at the thought. “Will you promise me that if something happened, you would continue fighting? I cannot bear the thought that you would die, too.” He ran his fingers through Gaara’s hair again, gently.
That was something Gaara wasn't prepared to promise. Pushing himself up, he slid his leg over Lee's then threw his weight against the other man until he was seated on top of him, his red hair falling over his face as he looked down. Lee's body was pleasingly tanned and fit, just as Gaara's was even if the redhead never seemed to tan during the same runs Lee went on. He ran his hands over the man's abs with an unreadable look on his face. "I fought to find a cure when there still seemed to be one. Then it was because everyone needed protection and someone who's not afraid to do what's needed. Now Temari is alive and Naruto has a good dream for the future."
He placed both hands on either side of Lee's head and leaned over him. "But I've always pushed on because I wanted to keep you safe. There's no reason to keep fighting if all that's gone."
Lee’s breath caught and his hands automatically caught on Gaara’s hips, squeezing them in his hands as the redhead leaned forward. His brows pulled together in protest at what Gaara was saying, though his pulse quickened at the way he was touched. “But, there is still hope for a cure. And Temari and Naruto need you! You do so much to protect everyone everyday, you are an amazing leader. The world is a better place with you alive.”
Propping himself up on his elbows, Lee’s face was very close to Gaaras as he spoke. He pressed their cheeks together and closed his eyes. “What if there really is an afterlife? It would hurt me so much if I knew you died because of me.”
Gaara had no answer for that except to press his lips against Lee's, grasping the man's shoulders. He didn't want to have to make that choice where his own morals would battle with his emotions. The chances of Lee getting bitten were high and Gaara had no illusions that their good fortune would last forever. Shutting his eyes, he parted his lips and licked along the edges of Lee's mouth to take those thoughts from his boyfriend's mind.
The thin cotton of his pants stretched taut against his thighs when he began to grind his hips against Lee's, spurred on by the squeezing grip Lee had on them.
Lee gasped from the way Gaara suddenly kissed him and moved their bodies together. He opened his mouth under Gaara’s prompting and pulled him closer, his hands squeezing tightly. Warmth bloomed in his stomach, and he flushed as he felt his body reacting immediately, though that was partially because of the early hour. He sat up higher, bending his knees to press Gaara closer.
He wasn’t going to forget about this issue, but he could postpone their conversation for another time, after he’d had a better chance to think about it. Lee loved Gaara, and he hated thinking about if the worst should happen. At the same time however, he knew that the danger and the possibilities were real. He wanted them to make a mutual decision about how to react when or if the time came. The danger however, gave him all the more reason to enjoy the time they had now. With that thought in mind, Lee kissed Gaara back slowly and deeply, and dragged one of his hands down the other man’s back.
Arching forward as Lee's fingers found the sensitive spot on his back, Gaara's lips quirked up in their kiss when he felt Lee responding already. The fact that they were both men didn't seem to bother Lee anymore. He rolled his hips down in little circular motions, feeling the growing mounds between their hips with each shift and grind. His nightmare forgotten, the redhead kissed around Lee's mouth, playfully evading the man's attempt to deepen their kiss. His hands moved down Lee's sides until they reached his hands on Gaara's back.
Gripping them, Gaara pried the fingers from his body and pulled both hands above Lee's head while he let out a pleased grunt. With the new leverage, he ground down harder with his eyes fastened on Lee's face. "I want to try something new." he murmured, rocking his hips relentlessly against Lee's.
“S-something new?” Lee repeated, beginning to pant at the friction beneath his pants and the purposeful, provocative way Gaara moved on top of him. It felt good, even though the sensation of both their erections pressing together through their clothes was still odd in retrospect. He tried to lift his head for a kiss, but Gaara stayed just out of his reach, and the other man’s hands held him back. Lee hadn’t worn a shirt to bed this time, so he was dressed only in his drawstring sleep pants. He shifted his legs, trying to roll his hips with Gaara’s.
Gaara’s eyes narrowed in thought and anticipation, grinding down hard once more before he lifted his hips up and crawled forward just enough that he was perched on his elbows and knees on top Lee. His hands continued to grip Lee’s wrists against the pillows above him, while he cocked his head to the side. “You’re comfortable stroking another man’s penis and letting me masturbate you. I want to try other things with you.”
“Oh...” It was incredibly sexy to have the redhead on top of him like this, their bodies pressed together. Lee licked his lips, and it took him a few seconds to respond to the incredibly blunt way that Gaara described their physical relationship. It would take time for Lee to get used to hearing such things out loud regularly. He didn’t even try to think some of the words that Gaara used so casually. His eyes were wide, completely alert now. “I- I must confess, I am not entirely sure what men are supposed to do together. I know some- like, um, using hands, and mouths, and p-penetration in theory, but I do not know much about the, um, mechanics of it.”
The pink tongue washing over Lee’s lips had Gaara’s rapt attention focused on it for a moment. When he was with Lee, Gaara’s sharp reflexes and hard, deliberate movements grew more fluid, though most of the time it still seemed like he was alert for an attack. It didn’t help that when Lee looked at him with such wide eyes, the redhead felt his blood rise. “You don’t need to know the mechanics, Lee. Just what feels good.” He murmured, looking around the bed and the side tables.
There was something in particular he wanted to try on Lee, but it was actually unfamiliar to him as well. Finding nothing to use from his initial scan, he promptly held both of Lee’s wrists in one hand and untied the knots on the back of the man’s hands, looping the bandages on the bed frame and tying them neatly together. He sat back on Lee’s chest, watching for his reaction to this.
Lee’s flush deepened as he looked up at the neat knot that Gaara had made. He tugged experimentally, but it held strong. Gauze bandages were always shockingly durable. He swallowed thickly, turned on by this new turn of events and curious about what Gaara had in mind. His breath came quicker and shallow, and he felt his stomach flutter unsurely.
“What did you have in mind?” Lee asked, his voice growing husky. He shifted, his eyes drifting to the bulge in Gaara’s pants and then back up to the other man’s face. Lee stretched his legs, and shuddered as his erection shifted in his pants.
“I want you to tell me what feels good for you.” Gaara replied, running his hands down Lee’s shoulders to his chest and stomach. He could feel Lee’s erection pressing up under him and it spurred him on this. “Your scars numb a lot of sensation.” He traced the network of scars spreading out from Lee’s left side down his leg where he’d been in that accident. Gaara glanced briefly at his own healing wound, wondering if that would scar later on.
He bent down low and licked a thick knot of flesh crawling up the man’s chest, eyes sliding up to gauge his boyfriend’s reaction. Lee’s skin had a taste of salt and the scar lacked the chest hair peppering the man’s body. He followed its course until it reached a nipple, his lips closing over the nub softly like a question.
Gasping silently, Lee’s eyes slid shut and he let his head fall back. He hadn’t ever played a game exactly like this before, but he was curious about what Gaara wanted to do to him. Lee shivered, and his chest trembled under Gaara’s mouth and hands.
“That... feels good,” Lee said. It helped his awkwardness with saying things out loud to keep his eyes closed, and it heightened the sensation of Gaara’s warm body and weight on top of his. This whole situation was making his blood hotter, and Gaara’s initiative was making him want the other man more badly. “I really liked it when we were sparring that time, and you pinched them.”
Lee voicing out his thoughts was much better than just trying to decipher his reactions. Gaara sucked the nipple and swirled his tongue around it, amused by how hard it was already. He took Lee’s other nipple between his fingers and pinched to acknowledge the man’s comment. Pulling back with a soft suction noise, he couldn’t resist moving up slightly and sucking on the exposed underside of Lee’s neck, leaving a dark red hickey right in the middle of his throat.
His cock was pressing against his pants insistently, and he moved his legs to squeeze one of Lee’s between them, taking care not to strain his healing wound as he rocked against the hard muscle to get some relief. He continued to pinch and rub Lee’s nipple as he moved his kisses down Lee’s chest.
Lee’s breath escaped in a short moan, and he bit his lip sharply. He lifted his leg between Gaara’s to help rub against the other man’s hard groin. Gaara’s lips were warm and soft on his skin, yet sharp at the way he sucked and the delicious sensations he created with each fresh kiss. Lee pulled against the bandages around his wrists as he tucked his chin into his chest to look down at Gaara.
“My abs are sensitive,” Lee said, his voice soft and low. He gasped and shuddered as Gaara pinched one of his nipples in a particular way, making his dick twitch in his pants. “I have some scars there from a biking accident, but all around them I can feel really well.”
“...You’re enjoying this.” Gaara stated, eyes lidded as he kissed his way down to the man’s abs. This time, he raked his teeth lightly over the faint division between his muscles, searching for the sensitive places he mentioned. This low down Lee’s body, Gaara’s groin was pressed against Lee’s calf, making him groan when the man’s foot brushed against back of his groin. He began undoing the drawstring pants Lee had on with his free hand as he pulled back and blew on the skin he’d just kissed.
Looking up at the man’s face, he shuddered with desire at the picture Lee made. “I could do anything to you when you’re tied up like that. And you’d enjoy it.”
Lee gasped and tried to sit up so that he could see Gaara better, but his wrist restraints held him down. He shifted his hips, anticipation growing as Gaara untied his pants. “Yes,” Lee responded honestly, letting his head fall back while his breath shook. He still didn’t know everything that could turn Gaara on or what he wouldn’t like, but the other man seemed to enjoy having Lee talk to him. Lee had been in a relationship before where moments like this were completely silent, and that had been fine, but he had to admit that it felt good to step out of his usual comfort zone and actually ask Gaara to touch him.
“Do you like doing this to me?” he asked, pressing his calf against Gaara’s groin as best he could, clearly feeling how hard Gaara was.
Gaara’s neck felt warm despite the conversational tone they both kept, grown husky with desire. He started to pull Lee’s pants down, shifting his hips against Lee’s calf without caring that he was basically dry humping the other man’s leg. “Mm. I have you tied to the bed frame and you can’t turn this into another challenge when you’re already so hard.”
The green of his eyes looked dark when his bangs fell over them; Gaara bowing his head to follow the retreat of Lee’s pants with his mouth and tongue.
Lee groaned, spreading his legs a little wider as he felt Gaara’s wet mouth moving lower. He squirmed, his dick sensitive to the sliding fabric of his pants and then the fresh air. His eyes were open again, wide, but when he tried to look down at the other man all he could see was the top of Gaara’s messy red head. Lee’s dick was really, really hard, and if he didn’t get any relief soon, he was going to have to really test how strong this gauze could be.
“It could still be a challenge,” Lee said, his voice peppered by shallow breaths of anticipation. “This feels really good. Maybe I could try to make you feel as good, when I am not tied down.”
The thick head of Lee’s cock was hard and fully engorged as the pants finally slipped down Lee’s hips, and Gaara swallowed as he listened to the man’s words. He tilted his face up, regarding Lee with raised brows. “I’m not untying you,” he said firmly, already seeing Lee turn the tables on him and tie him up. He swallowed again from the thought before looking down at the stiff length just below his mouth. “Not yet. Have you had this done to you before?” He murmured, not even waiting for an answer before he took hold of his cock and pulled down the loose foreskin from the head.
When the smooth, flushed tip was out, he licked at the slit on top to taste it, his own dick twitching as he thought of what Lee must be feeling.
“Hah-” Lee breathed throatily, pressing his head back against his pillow with a shudder. Gaara’s tongue was hot and wet, and felt completely erotic and amazing on the head of his dick. His groin pulsed and his mouth pulled up into a small smile as his nerves finally seemed to leave him completely. “J- just once or twice. But I have never been tied up before. That feels really good....”
Lee tried to lift his hips a little unconsciously, drawn toward Gaara’s warm mouth.
Gaara hummed in satisfaction as he slipped the tip of his tongue under the fold of skin at the tip and swirled it on the underside of Lee’s dick. He’d only had this done to him once, and a few times to his previous partners, but he had gone through the motions to get the other person off. With Lee, he wanted him to be pleasured until he was begging to come. It was a new feeling compared to just having sex because it felt good.
Taking a deep breath, he parted his lips and took in the head of Lee’s cock in his mouth while he continued to run his tongue underneath the head, having to widen his jaw a bit to make room for the thick tip. With his mouth around Lee’s cock, he pushed himself up a little higher so he could cast fleeting glances on Lee’s face as he began to suck.
Lee groaned and his breath strained as he felt his erection being enveloped by Gaara’s hot mouth, and stroked by his wet tongue. Lee had only had two past relationships which had developed into anything physical, but in both cases the girls had treated doing this almost as if it were a chore, or they did whatever might get Lee off quickest. When Lee tugged at his wrist restraints and struggled to see what Gaara was doing, he caught the other man’s eye and realized that Gaara was enjoying this, and taking his time.
“Hah- mmhnm- Gaara-” Lee grunted, the muscles in his thighs jumping in appreciation as Gaara sucked.
Gaara’s hand pressed against Lee’s thigh to hold him steady as he began to bob his head in a slow rhythm, just getting a feel of having something stretching his mouth and spilling pre-cum on his probing tongue. It didn’t surprise him that Lee would enjoy this-- though if their roles had been reversed, it probably wouldn’t have been as easy to try fellatio with his friend. He moaned against the thick flesh muffling him as he tightened his thighs around Lee’s leg, trying to get more friction.
He liked the sound of his name in Lee’s voice. At the same time, he enjoyed the twitch of muscle under his fingers and the throbbing he could feel on his tongue as he tightened his lips around Lee and pulled up until his length slipped out of the tight suction with an audible pop. Gaara’s mouth was already starting to swell as he licked his lips once then went back to swirling his tongue over the sensitive head. It was time to see how long Lee’s famed self-control would last.
If his mind hadn’t already been in a very pleasured, hormone driven place, Lee would have been embarrassed by how loud his breath sounded as he panted. Gaara really seemed to know what would feel good, and wasn’t hesitating in the least. Lee’s stomach swirled and his dick pulsed with each of Gaara’s slick, hot flicks of his tongue or bob of his head. Lee could feel a tingling in his groin, and had to bite his lip with a gasp as Gaara teased his head.
“Gaara-” Lee said, almost under his breath as he strained to watch what Gaara was doing. He caught glimpses of that tongue, and it made his breath leave him in a gasp when he caught the glint in the redhead’s green eyes.
Gaara groaned in the back of his throat as he kissed the tip of Lee’s cock, his body beginning to tremble from the unsated arousal he had and the thin trickles of pre-cum that were starting to gain more flavor the closer Lee got to his peak. He slipped his hand past Lee’s balls, searching for the thin stretch of flesh just past them. When his fingers found his taint, Gaara swallowed down his length again and began to massage the area as he redoubled his efforts.
Bobbing his head in long, tight strokes, the round head of Lee’s length sometimes pressed against the inside of his cheeks, making them bulge from inside each time he went down on him. Gaara’s eyes were slits of green as tugged on the base of Lee’s dick with his hand.
“Ah- oh-” Lee’s eyes widened and he groaned in the back of his throat as he saw the way his dick bulged against Gaara’s cheek. He jerked his hips and his hands became fists against the gauze as he felt himself reaching his limit. He finally came hard into Gaara’s mouth with a short groan of completion as his balls pulled up sharply. His senses were washed over by his orgasm as his dick pulsed in hot pleasure, and his body began to tingle delightedly.
“Woah,” Lee breathed, letting his head fall back with a sigh of relief. A dopey grin crossed his expression as he fell limp against his restraints.
“Ngh--” Gaara didn’t have time to pull away from Lee’s dick when his mouth was suddenly flooded with cum. He pulled back until just the head was past his lips, freezing as it pulsed hot, salty cum on his tongue. Inhaling in rapid gusts from his efforts, he finally let Lee’s dick fall from his mouth as he involuntarily swallowed some of the liquid before it spilled down his chin in thick globs.
Panting deeply, he wiped his mouth with his hand then crawled over the other man, cheeks flushed as oxygen rushed back into his lungs. He began to undo the knots he’d tied, struggling a little with the tightness after Lee’s constant pulling. “You came a lot.” He stated, glancing down at Lee with unfocused eyes, his body still aching for attention after all of that.
“Yeah,” Lee said, pulling his hands free when Gaara managed to untie the knots. He rubbed his wrists where his skin was imprinted with the gauze pattern, then glanced up at Gaara. His pulse, which had just begun to slow down, picked up again as he caught the look of need and desire in Gaara’s eyes, and the prominent bulge that was still in his pants. He sat up with a deep breath.
“Thanks,” Lee murmured, getting to his knees and wrapping his arms around Gaara tightly. “I think that was the best way I have ever been greeted in the morning.”
He kissed the other man’s cheek and neck as his hands slid down until he was reaching into Gaara’s loose pants. He wrapped his hand around Gaara’s erection and squeezed. “Mind if I return the favor?” He dragged his thumb over Gaara’s thick, damp tip and dragged his fingers down the length. It was odd, he thought in retrospect, touching Gaara’s dick. Not because he was another man, but because unlike him Gaara was circumcised. It felt different in his hand than his own.
Gaara's hands flew to Lee's shoulders, gripping them tight as if to push or pull him closer. A low, throaty moan made it past his lips unchecked as Lee's rough hand slipped into his pants without even waiting for him to agree to it. Shutting his eyes, his toes curled with the thumb brushing over his throbbing tip; his cock was already painfully sensitive after being aroused for so long. "Lee." He said tightly, gritting his teeth as his cock twitched in Lee's hand.
"You want...to-" He lifted his hips up to press against the light hold on him, keeping his eyes shut as he shifted his legs further apart. "I won't last long." He warned, still tasting Lee in his mouth. He hadn’t expected the other man to offer that, but it sounded like a great idea to his throbbing groin. “Do you know how to suck another man’s penis?”
“Only in theory,” Lee replied. In the back of his mind, he recognized that he must still be high on his orgasm to be able to hear Gaara say that without turning red and saying ‘um’ over and over again. Right now though, he was still feeling deliciously warm and pleased in his body, and his mind was fuzzy with endorphins.
Lee’s hand stroked slowly, squeezing and rubbing as his mouth kissed Gaara’s collarbone and the center of his chest. He pulled Gaara’s pants down from his waist, exposing his erection to fresh air. Lee ducked his lips lower on his boyfriend’s chest and glanced up at Gaara, his eyes pleased and relaxed. “Do you want me to try?”
Gaara’s eyes opened, meeting Lee’s relaxed gaze as he shuddered from the cool morning air hitting his length. Lee was very attractive when he was relaxed like this, missing the stutter that sometimes came when he was embarrassed. “Yes,” he breathed out, relaxing the tight hold on Lee’s shoulders. It was a relief to have the other man try these things himself and encouraged Gaara to suggest future explorations of their sexuality.
He slipped a hand through Lee’s bangs, brushing the strands from his forehead and keeping it there are he gently pushed him down. Gaara shifted his legs so that he was kneeling on the bed, chest heaving from the painful erection he had and Lee’s kisses.
Lee was definitely feeling more comfortable now, after his orgasm. He wanted to make Gaara feel as good, and see Gaara come because of his attention and touch. He bent down as Gaara guided him, until his face was close to his boyfriend’s erection. Lee slid his hand down the shaft until he was just gripping the base while his other hand was buried in the mattress somewhere near Gaara’s knee for balance. Lee started with just a simple kiss of his lips against the tip, feeling how warm it was and allowing himself to get used to the sensation.
Slowly dragging his lips down the side of the shaft, Lee allowed his tongue to wander out and drag along the taut skin. Lee wondered in the back of his mind if it would feel different for Gaara, since he was circumcised, or if he would be just as sensitive. Lee flicked his tongue as he dragged his lips back up, and pulled the head into his mouth. The taste in his mouth was musky, fleshy, and at the same time almost salty sweet. Lee licked at the bumpy shape in his mouth and stroked the length with his hand.
Gaara couldn’t tear his eyes away from the incredible sight of Lee going down on him. His mouth fell open in silent gasps as he felt the first lick on his cock. Hand tightening slightly around Lee’s hair, he shut his eyes with a soft moan with each following kiss and lick. Lee’s taste was still on his tongue and lips, and whenever he bit his lips from the inside, he was reminded of Lee coming inside his mouth. The thought had him shifting his hips forward little by little, encouraging the other man to continue.
“Lick...under...the head.” He murmured, nudging Lee’s head with his hand. “It’s sensitive there.”
Lee bobbed his head a little when Gaara’s hips came forward, closing his eyes as he widened his jaw to fit Gaara’s girth. He did as Gaara told him, dragging the flat of his tongue along the sensitive underside and then digging the tip into the small stretch where the head met the shaft. He swirled his tongue around the head, fascinated by the difference between textures on the head and the shaft. Lee was a man; he knew how a penis worked and what the parts were, but this was the first opportunity he’d had to examine one so closely, and especially in his mouth.
Lee flattened the width of his tongue and dragged it along the underside of Gaara’s cock as he bobbed his head shallowly under the other man’s hand. His fingers squeezed the base gently and stroked.
Gaara's breath, already quick and shallow, sounded more like pants with each lick and bob of his head. He was too close to coming, too heady with pleasure, drunk on the smell and taste of this man who was overcoming his boundaries for him. Gaara moaned low as he shifted back, bowing his head to stifle the heated gasps and groans Lee was eliciting from him, leaving him with a strange hissing noise as he breathed through his teeth, "Lee--"
With a shudder, his whole body tensed and he tried pushing Lee's head back as his orgasm crashed down almost violently after the prolonged arousal.
Lee pulled back just in time as Gaara came, eyes widening. Gaara’s cum missed his mouth, but got all over his hand and the sheets as Lee sat back on his heels. Lee put his other hand over his lips, grateful that Gaara had warned him and pushed him away in time. It would probably have been too much for him if he’d had another man’s cum in his mouth.
“I will be right back,” Lee said, pecking Gaara’s cheek and sliding off the bed. He walked quickly to the bathroom to wash up. This had been a nice surprise for their morning, but it was also messy.
Falling down against the bed, Gaara pressed the back of his head over his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. All their rubbing and the eroticism of sucking each other off made it feel like his balls were empty even after just coming once. The kiss on his cheek lingered warm as he opened his eyes and saw that the sun was shining brightly into the room now.
He could hear the water running in the bathroom, and Lee’s real, solid, living body moving about. The nightmare he’d had was truly gone now, but there was death all around them, and that life he led before was long past going back to. He didn’t think he’d ever make that promise to Lee.
Lee came back to the bed just a couple minutes later, after having brushed his teeth and washed himself briefly with a cloth. He slid onto the mattress beside Gaara, laying on his side and watching the redhead closely. His mind wandered to their earlier conversation as well, but he didn’t know what he could possibly say to change Gaara’s mindset.
“Do you feel better now?” Lee asked, thinking that his boyfriend looked much more relaxed than when he’d woken up. Lee did too, for that matter.
“Yes.” Gaara replied after some time, pulling his hand away from his eyes and looking up at his boyfriend. He still wasn’t used to referring to Lee with that label; had never been comfortable referring to anyone as his ‘boyfriend’ even if he’d had relationships before. Lee had washed up and looked ready to take on whatever the day threw at him. Gaara glanced down at his own dirty and slightly sweaty body with a grimace before turning his head towards the other man.
“What are you going to do today?” He asked, idly scratching over his bandages. Now that blood was rushing to other parts of his body from his groin, the wound was starting to throb a little.
“Today I am doing surveillance for the hotel,” Lee ran his fingers through his hair and stretched his toes. “Temari wants someone to watch the area at all times for the raiders and zombies.”
Lee bent down and nuzzled at Gaara’s jaw once, then got off the bed and began searching for his pants. He tugged on a fresh set of underwear and glanced at the redhead over his shoulder. “What about you?”
Gaara’s lips twitched up in a faint smile as he slowly sat up, watching Lee get dressed. “I’m taking a shower first.” He said, wiping his hand on the covers and getting up as well. They’d have to take some sheets and pillows from the unused rooms of the hotel after this. “I need to talk to Naruto about the next supply run. They’re looking for a new route into the city now that there are raiders attacking the teams.”
He padded on bare feet towards the window, brushing aside the curtains and scouting the area below. With the change of the season, the smell of rot was much more prominent now that it was hotter. He frowned at the distant crowds of zombies that loitered around the side streets, some shuffling towards the hotel while others lay on the ground in mock poses of death. He turned back to the other man. “When my leg heals, I’ll help with the cleanup.”
“You will have to let me know what Naruto says, and if he brings up leaving again.” Lee pulled on his pants and zipped up, then raided his drawer for a comfortable shirt. He tugged a green one with short sleeves over his head and stepped up behind Gaara at the window, looking over the redhead’s shoulder at the scenery. If a person focused on looking at the horizon over the building tops instead of the bloody streets, it would almost be a pleasant view. Ever the optimist, Lee avoided looking down at the shuffle of dragging, rotting bodies. “How does your leg feel, by the way? If it is hurting you, maybe you should take it easy for a while.”
Gaara turned his gaze to Lee, eyes lidded with silent humor. “This is from someone who exercises after getting shot.” He reached out and rested his hand over where Lee’s arm was shot, relieved that the wound hadn’t been infected. That was one thing he was grateful to Sakura for-- she had teamed up with Moegi in making sure everyone who was hurt stayed put.
“Go on ahead.” He said. “Choji should have breakfast ready.”
“Alright.” Lee smiled at Gaara and squeezed his shoulder fondly. “I will see you down there before I have to take over surveillance.”
Lee slipped on his shoes by the door and walked out of the room without another word, but a fond grin on his face and a bounce in his step.
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