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Satiate Me	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1489 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Satiate Me

Disclaimer: I own nadda...no, I own less than nadda...I just don't own Naruto T__T

Rating: hard NC-17 for this chappy. Hope you enjoy!

Pairings: GAARAxSASUKE.

Summary: Is it becoming clearer? I hope so... My friend always tells me my essays don't flow and its probably reflected in this story.T___T.

Chapter 2
Sasuke was training outside the borders of Suna. It had been three days since he had arrived and he hadn�t seen neither hide nor hair of the Kazekage, much less Akatsuki members. He had once thought that the threat of Akatsuki�s attack was just an excuse to get him here, but then he wondered why Gaara would even want him around in the first place.
One of his concerns about coming to Sand had been the amount of alone-time he would have with Gaara. It was true that Sasuke wanted to fight him, but living in the same area space as him had seemed more than difficult. Sasuke grew more disappointed as the days came and went where the redhead hadn�t come home. He understood that as Kazekage Gaara would have more than enough responsibilities, but he didn't need to live in his office. Much to Sasuke's chagrin he was beginning to feel� neglected, and no one neglected an Uchiha!
That was part of the reason why he was out here, practicing the Chidori, and other useful forbidden jutsus he had acquired from Orochimaru, due to his frustrations. He was also secretly trying to improve his Mange Sharingan � that he may be able to perform the Tsukiyomi. It was that technique that had helped him to kill Orochimaru, but since then, Sasuke hadn�t been able to do it again. He still didn't know how he had acquired his full bloodline limit.
�How about a partner?�
He turned around slowly, having sensed the woman�s presence before she had spoken. Temari smiled, reaching for her fan strapped to her back. Sasuke huffed and returned to his previous position.
�I hope you weren�t referring to yourself,� he replied cockily, extending his left hand. Chakra began to sizzle around the heavily strapped limb.
Temari glared, all pretense gone. �What? Who else would I be talking about, jerk?� She opened her signature weapon. �Fight me, or are you dickless?�
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Sasuke hadn�t been disappointed. He was, after all, fighting Gaara�s sister, and she was just as he had expected: innovative and cunning. He had tried to use his sharingan but her constant wind attacks blew sand in his eyes, rendering them ineffective. He smirked. It would only be fair if he got rid of her special weapon, too.
Using his remarkable speed and a single shadow clone, he had managed to grab a hold of Temari�s fan. He held it open in his hands and smirked at her disgruntled and shocked expression. �One step and I�ll tear it,� he warned. �Or it might look nicer on fire��
Temari fumed. �No one�s ever� Damn you, Uchiha. I swear, when I get it back, I�m promptly shoving it up your ass.�
�I wonder what other neat things it can do.� Sasuke closed it and swung it around. His crimson eyes flashed, and Temari knew she was in trouble. �Spinning Whirl!�
Aware of her own attack, Temari managed to dodge it, but Sasuke met her halfway in the air and kneed her in the stomach, followed by slamming his clasped hands against her back. She whimpered and fell to the sand, creating her own personal crater with a three foot radius. Sasuke sat at the edge of the circle, Temari�s fan embedded in the sand beside him.
The Sand-nin struggled to support herself on her arms, coughing out stray bits of sand in the process. It stuck to the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth and temple. She swore she heard a rib creak, but decided to ignore it. �Asshole,� she groaned, breathing with effort. She felt cool arms wrap carefully around her waist and shoulders to help lift her up.
�What was that?� Sasuke teased, placing her on her feet. Temari shoved him away once she took a hold of her fan, using it as a means of support.
�Shut up.� Temari�s pride was ruined for the moment, but she hadn�t expected anything less. Sasuke was a very formidable opponent and although she wanted to win, she had known she couldn�t, especially against the Uchiha prodigy. She remembered how Gaara had had some difficulties in the past with Sasuke, only managing to defeat him with Shukaku.
Sasuke admired Temari�s independence but remained silent. Any other girl he knew would have jumped at the chance to be held by him. She seemed badly hurt, but not overly so. They slowly made their way back to the main village.
�I didn�t want to say anything,� Temari started, wiping the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, �but this is the only time Gaara has been absent for so long.�
Sasuke quirked a brow. �So?� he replied nonchalantly.
Temari bristled. �Will you just let me finish? Anyway, Gaara�s only gone for so long when either on a mission, or working on political relationshions in other villages. I remember when, after the war, he was cooped up in his office for a week without eating or training. Kankuro and I had to force him to take a break.�
The Uchiha still had no idea how this involved him or why he should care, but he gave Temari the benefit of a doubt.
�What I�m trying to say is, something�s bothering him. He was only gone for three days. It took us a lot faster to get to Konoha than it did to get back, which is still a mystery to me because Gaara doesn�t usually ��
Sasuke hadn�t realized how talkative Temari was. It didn�t strike him that she was actually making a point and asking for a favor in a rather hurried voice.
��and he�s been acting strange lately. I�d really appreciate it, Sasuke.�
He simply nodded and waved a hand dismissively, not quite sure of what he was getting himself into.
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Kankuro had threatened to beat Sasuke�s ass when the Uchiha and Temari arrived. Temari had threatened to beat Kankuro' ass if he ever tried anything, and that Sasuke needed to be kept alive� for the time being (she said this with a conspiratorial wink in Kankuro�s direction, and Sasuke couldn�t discern it to be fake or not). It was nearing evening when Temari started to make dinner. Kankuro had told Sasuke to stick around if it meant that Temari cooked, but his older sister had promptly thwacked him with a pan and explained (quite defensively) how she had always cooked for her siblings, regardless of having company or not. Sasuke ignored the whole scenario and ate the Sand-nin�s diet of lamb and beef in silence.
Afterwards, Temari handed Sasuke a container with freshly cooked meat and told him to have Gaara finish every last piece, even if Sasuke had to force it down his throat. Sasuke was about to give a snide remark in refusal then realized that he was going to see Gaara � alone. Maybe he could just drop the contents at the Kazekage�s door, or simply avoid eye contact throughout the whole exchange. Sasuke wasn�t a coward by nature, but being with Gaara was simply too compromising and the last thing he wanted was to be sent back to Konoha in a match box.
Sasuke had come to the conclusion that he had trouble controlling his body around Gaara, and he wouldn�t pass on the opportunity to beg for some hot, passionate fucking. It was probably why he was trembling on his way to the office, his steps unsteady on the stone stairs. The ANBU for Sand kept glancing at him, but he steeled his features. He refused to let himself get worked up over simply seeing Gaara, but the anticipation still sent pleasant tingles throughout his body.
Before he could knock, the door swung open, and Sasuke found himself face to face with the dreaded Kazekage. Perhaps it was the trick of the light, but Gaara looked more ominous than usual. It hair was in disarray; his green eyes were a shade darker. Sasuke�s knuckles turned white where they gripped the food container.
�What is it, Uchiha?� Gaara grumbled, his gaze unwavering.
The initial atmosphere of anxiousness vanished, and Sasuke growled. �Take your damn dinner,� he snapped, shoving the food forward. �I don�t know why Temari cares, but she just does. Just humor her and take it.�
Gaara didn�t look at the offer in Sasuke�s hands and instead stepped back, as if allowing Sasuke to enter. Sasuke was a but taken aback and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Gaara only smirked. �Paranoid much?�
The raven haired boy scowled and defiantly brushed passed Gaara and into the sandy office. There was a desk in the center of the room, scrolls piled up on one side and neatly organized on the other; an open balcony on the left with tapestries and statues. Sasuke placed the food on top of Gaara�s desk then moved to stand against the doorjamb of the balcony, his arms crossed. Gaara closed the door. He leaned against his desk, watching the other boy silently.
Sasuke was quickly becoming annoyed. �Are you going to eat or not?� he asked impatiently. �I don�t have all night.�
�Oh? And here I thought you were going to feed me.�
He could feel the redhead�s smirk and fumed. �I�m not your babysitter, Gaara. Just hurry up.�
Gaara braced his hands on the edge of his desk, his pale hands just visible beneath the heavy fabric of his robes.. �No.�
Sasuke really didn�t have time for this. His patience was thinning and he didn�t know how much longer he could ignore the fact that Gaara was really sexy just standing, so smug and dangerous. His expression must have betrayed something because Gaara�s smirk only grew. �What the hell are you looking at?� Sasuke snapped indignantly.
Gaara straightened and slowly made his way towards Sasuke. The Uchiha noticed with disdain that he couldn't move away with his back against the wall. Sasuke felt his face heat up, but he refused to look away from the darkening eyes of Gaara else the redhead mistaken it for intimidation. Gaara stopped several inches from Sasuke and leaned in towards his neck, just above the high collar. Sasuke�s knees trembled slightly and he growled, his hands trying to find purchase on the surface behind him. The redhead�s close proximity was beginning to affect his body.
Then Gaara inhaled deeply and braced his palms on either side of Sasuke�s arms. Sasuke�s heart beat quickened at Gaara�s contented sigh against his skin. �I knew you were coming,� he whispered, his voice husky by Sasuke�s ear. �I could smell your sex from here.� One hand dropped innocently to Sasuke�s hip, but Sasuke lost it.
He grabbed the back of Gaara�s neck and pulled him in for a ravenous kiss. He distantly felt the lips curl up before they opened just as eagerly under his mouth. Sasuke groaned in appreciation and delved his tongue inside. Gaara�s tongue immediately met him, and they started the duel for dominance. The hand on his hip slipped behind his thigh, and Sasuke lifted it willingly and around Gaara�s waist. Just then Gaara gave a particularly hard thrust and bit into Sasuke�s tongue. Sasuke�s body flared with the inferno of lust, and he nearly screamed, breaking the kiss as his back slammed against the wall. Gaara growled and pushed into Sasuke again as he lapped greedily at the blood on Sasuke�s lips.
�Harder, Gaara! I want you. Fuck me. Hurt me. Use me, Gaara. Please�please�� Sasuke�s mind was racing. All he knew was that it was much too hot, and Gaara wasn�t close enough. He needed more skin. Gaara must have felt the same way because he started to unbutton Sasuke�s pants between their bodies. They kissed again and Gaara easily won access into Sasuke�s mouth where their tongues slid sensually against each other again. Gaara was trying to push Sasuke�s pants down but Sasuke�s leg around his waist wouldn�t budge.
�I need these off,� Gaara said as he pulled away. Sasuke whimpered but obeyed, disentangling himself from Gaara reluctantly. His pants and boxers fell to the floor, leaving him only with his shirt. Sasuke didn�t have a chance to feel vulnerable as Gaara closed the distance between them again and attacked his ear. �That�s better.� He wrapped a hand around Sasuke�s pulsating erection and stroked languidly. He gathered the precum from the tip and spread it around the head. Sasuke moaned and let his head fall back.
�I�ll fuck you alright,� Gaara promised, pressing the pad of his thumb into the slit of Sasuke�s cock. A whimper of need escaped Sasuke and he looked into Gaara�s smoldering eyes as the redhead pulled back. He took off his robe. The fabric fell audibly onto the floor, snapping Sasuke out of his daze. He hungrily took in Gaara�s wiry frame, noticing the bones and muscles clearly defined in Gaara�s arms and beneath his mesh shirt. His eyes fell on the prominent bulge in Gaara�s pants, and he licked his lips. He hadn�t wanted anything more than to have Gaara�s essence thick in his mouth. �Go ahead, Sasuke,� Gaara prompted, his voice thick with lust. He could have told Sasuke to slit his throat with that voice, and Sasuke would have obeyed willingly. �Make sure to get me good and wet.�
Sasuke needed no further encouragement. He swiftly fell to his knees and hurriedly unbuttoned Gaara�s pants, letting the large erection jut out freely. His eyes focused on the pearly substance on the tip, and he leaned in to greedily lick it up. He moaned in delight and took the rest of Gaara�s cock as he could, sucking eagerly. He dragged his tongue along the underside and made sure to gather the saliva in his mouth to wet Gaara sufficiently. Gaara moaned above him, and Sasuke looked up to see him wetting two fingers in the same manner in his mouth. Sasuke�s black eyes had gotten impossibly darker at the sight. He swallowed Gaara�s erection with more vigor, licking as the hot tip nudged at the back on his throat. He wanted to deep throat him, but Gaara was too big and too hard. Sasuke held the base and caressed gently.
�I�m ready,� he managed to croak out as he moved back. His throat was hoarse from abuse. �Please��
Gaara nodded, and Sasuke stood in a second. He was about to turn around but Gaara pushed him against the wall and braced his arm underneath Sasuke�s knee to hold up. Sasuke spread his legs as much as he could as Gaara kissed him again. It was slower but more passionate all the same. A slick finger rubbed against his entrance, and Sasuke moved his hips accordingly, wanting to get the digit inside him. Gaara moved to his neck and started marking the skin there as he finally inserted his index finger. Sasuke titled his head to the side and gasped, his lungs starving for cool air. The finger twisted and turned before the second was added, adding on to the slightly burning sensation. Sasuke felt them scissor inside his body and thrust against Gaara impatiently.
�Just do it already,� he said, reaching down and pulling on Gaara�s dripping cock. Gaara bit into his skin in response then pulled away. Sasuke nearly came at the feral look in the redhead�s eyes before the fingers withdrew to be replaced by something thicker, hotter, and longer. He screamed as he felt Gaara�s erection sear his walls with pure heat and impaled himself further, wanting it to piston in and out of him. He wrapped his arms around Gaara�s torso and pulled him closer, all the while shifting his hips to get as much as Gaara inside him as possible.
Gaara�s breath puffed against his ear, and Sasuke was glad he could cause the Kazekage to be in such a breathless state. �You�re so fucking tight, Uchiha,� he husked, hoisting both of sasuke�s legs around his waist. They both moaned as Sasuke bounced on Gaara�s cock. �So good��
Gaara pulled out then pushed back in, almost experimentally. Sasuke groaned and threw his head back, a loud �thump� resounding as it hit the wall. Gaara bent to make a new mark on Sasuke as he pushed the high collar aside with his face and latched onto Sasuke�s jaw. He brought his hands down to spread Sasuke�s ass cheeks further as he circled his hips, searching for that spot. Pleasure flew up Sasuke�s spine, and he gripped at Gaara�s shirt as his cock twitched, releasing copious amounts of precum. Gaara circled his hips again, and Sasuke saw white.
�Stop�� he panted, his mind barely able to form a single word. �I� I�ll cum.� It had been so long. He hadn�t had a good fucking in a long time, and he realzed that only simple touches would set him off. Gaara withdrew and roughly pushed back in, done with his teasing. Sasuke screamed as Gaara tightly gripped the base of Sasuke's erection, causing tears of frustration to build behind ebony eyes.
�Not until I�m done,� Gaara commanded against his skin. Sasuke only nodded, the pleasure of Gaara�s increasing thrusts overriding his pain. He didn�t realize his spine and shoulder blades banging against the rough surface behind him or the burning along his back from the friction. He could only feel Gaara trying to tilt their hips, looking for�
�Ah! Gaara!� Sasuke�s prostate was hit rather roughly and unbearable sparks of pleasure raced through his body. Gaara smirked and pulled out before thrusting forward and up, fully impaling Sasuke with his dick. Sasuke screamed louder when Gaara began stroking him.
Gaara panted by Sasuke�s ear, concentrating on hitting that spot over and over again. Sasuke didn�t want to say it but Gaara�s breathy moans were turning him on more than anything else. Each throaty sound sent heat to his aching cock. Gaara gave a brutal thrust and circled his hips, nearly making Sasuke black out with sensory overload. He did it again and Sasuke let out a high pitched wail as he hit his orgasm. He vaguely felt hot cum pumping into him as he fell into unconsciousness.
�Sasuke��

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Sasuke shivered slightly as a cool breeze blew over his naked form. He tried curled under his makeshift blanket and snuggled into the cushions. He had never felt to tired in his life. Memories of the night before flashed through his mind, and he felt a throb in his loins. His ass still hurt, and his thighs were caked in dried cum. He shifted again and opened his eyes.
He was still in the Kazekage�s office. The balcony across from him was wide open, allowing the sunlight stream in but not far enough to reach Sasuke. The scarlet curtains that were drawn aside fluttered slightly with rustling sounds. He vaguely realized he was sleeping on a cot and came to the conclusion that he had never felt so comfortable. The only problem was that Gaara was missing.
What did this mean, anyway? What was Gaara to him now? Sure the sex had been great � it was mind-blowing, actually � but what did that make them now? Sasuke hadn�t hated the Sand-nin coming into the mission, but he didn�t want� a relationship. This had to be a one-time thing, but Sasuke was disagreeing with that already. Gaara was powerful and gorgeous and utterly sex-on-legs. Sasuke couldn�t deny that was he attracted to him since the beginning, but what did the kazekage feel? Surely this just had to be a release for him.
For some odd reason it both hurt and angered Sasuke to think about it. He knew he didn�t love Gaara, but he didn�t want him to leave, either. At that moment, he felt as if he�d do anything to keep the other shinobi by his side.
The door opened slowly, almost discreetly. Sasuke sat up and winced as his weight shifted to his ass, pulling the make-shift blanket up as he did so. It smelt of musk and spice: Gaara. It was his robe. He looked up and saw the said nin walk in.
Gaara closed the door turned to Sasuke, leaning against it was with his arms crossed. Sasuke flushed at his state of undress but freely gazed at Gaara. The Kazekage wore his mesh shirt and dark brown pants, as his robe was currently with Sasuke. Sasuke thought he could see a stray bit of cum on Gaara�s clothing and fought a smirk. He met pale green eyes � much different from the ones last night � and instantly fell into them. He wanted more.
He stood slowly, his legs slightly wobbly, and approached Gaara almost uncertainly. He gripped the robe tightly against him as he stopped several inches before the other man and leaned in. Gaara remained motionless as Sasuke brought their lips together in a gentle kiss.
Sasuke felt his skin warm at the contact and pressed closer. He ran his tongue along the seams of Gaara�s lips, begging for access. His eyes opened slightly, and he saw green orbs at half mast gazing back at him. Sasuke let a slight whine escape him and tried harder by taking in Gaara�s pink bottom lip to suck on. Gaara slowly began to respond, almost teasingly.
They stood there for a while with only their mouths touching. Sasuke shivered both from the breeze and from Gaara�s hot tongue entering his mouth. He moaned at the familiar taste of the other man and made to step in closer. He sighed as Gaara left his mouth and moved lower to his neck. His body quickly warmed up at the contact, and he wanted Gaara again - needed him again. Gaara nipped at his jaw and touched his bite mark on Sasuke�s collar bone. Sasuke shivered and ran a hand through unruly red hair, silently encouraging Gaara.
�I have a meeting,� Gaara said huskily, thinking along the same lines. �I�ll be there all day.�
Sasuke unconsciously pouted and rubbed his half hard erection against his new lover. �Tonight?� he gasped, feeling Gaara�s growing bulge.

The Kazekage nodded. �Now get dressed,� he said with slight difficulty due to Sasuke�s ministrations. �I don�t want you walking around my village like that.�
Sasuke pulled away with the sultriest bedroom eyes. �Oh, and why not?� Gaara roughly pulled him in for a possessive kiss. Sasuke complied eagerly to Gaara�s ravaging tongue. He moaned as the slick muscle deeply slipped in and out in mimicry of last night. One hand gripped at Sasuke�s hair and the other slipped down to lift Sasuke�s thigh as he thrust his hips. Sasuke screamed wantonly, a trail of drool slipping past his lips as their kiss broke. Gaara smirked at Sasuke�s blush and pulled away. The Uchiha gave a whimper of loss unbecoming of his nature, but after last night nothing could surprise Gaara.
�You�re mine, Uchiha, and I refuse to share you.�
Sasuke shivered at the words. He was sure he belonged to Shukaku's vessel (for now, anyway). He nodded and licked Gaara�s lips before searching for his clothes, only to find them neatly folded on the base of the cot. His body was still on fire from where Gaara had left him, and the anticipation for that night only increased his growing problem. Gaara walked behind his desk as Sasuke got dressed. The Uchiha winced upon zipping up his pants. He only hoped his shirt would hide any embarrassing marks, not that he�d really mind if anyone did see them.
�No touching,� Gaara said when Sasuke opened the door. Sasuke shivered. �Save yourself for me. You will not come any sooner than I allow, understand?�
The Konoha shinobi met Gaara�s eyes and saw the seriousness there, knowing the other nin wasn�t to be crossed. He nodded and left.
Sasuke fought hard not to mind the knowing gazes turning his way. He heard several ANBU giggling behind their masks, and he would have punched them if not for the feminity in their voices, not that being female had ever stopped them from becoming a bloody pulp. He was sure they had heard him last night � not that he could help it. Sasuke had gotten royally fucked by a sex god, and his ass still ached, and his back was still burning, and the bruises were still fresh, and he couldn�t wait to get more.
What this meant exactly, he didn�t know. He still wanted to fight and beat Gaara, and he still craved for his touch, but Sasuke was sure that once his hunger would be satisfied he�d leave Gaara and go on to the next big thing.

It's been such a freakin long time since I've written a lemon. Are my skills still fresh? Review to tell me more!
Hm... do you think the last sentence was literal? TEEHEE
Questions, comments, suggestions, criticism welcome!
Updated: March 11
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