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Love’s Misconstruities
Chapter 19
The next morning the
sun was shining brightly, the sound of chatter filled the streets as the
villagers awoke and started the new day, and the happy couple lay peacefully in
each other’s arms. Their innocent
slumber was soon interrupted, however, by a sharp rapping at the door. Gaara and Hinata both opened sleep-laden eyes
as the sound startled them awake. The
two turned to face the source of the noise, and before either could respond,
the intruder barged in.
“Gaara, this is no
time…to be…” Kankurou trailed off as he took in the sight of his brother and
his blushing companion. He tried to
avert his eyes, but he just couldn’t help but glance back, as if he still
wasn’t sure that what he was seeing were real. “…Uh…never mind. I’ll tell them to start the meeting without
you. …Sorry to, uh… Yeah, sorry,” he stumbled, noting his
brother’s agitation and quickly exiting.
Hinata lay frozen,
absolutely mortified. A warm hand came
to rest on her shoulder from behind, then turned her
to lay on her back. Two green eyes met
hers in silent reassurance.
“You have nothing to
be embarrassed about.” Hinata tried to
believe his words, but the pinkness of her cheeks would not recede. She slowly propped herself upright, sitting
against the headboard. It wasn’t until
she noticed that Gaara’s gaze had shifted significantly lower that she recalled
the damage taken to her shirt. She
quickly clutched at the torn material, covering her bosom. Gaara looked away and tried to fight off his
own blush, only succeeding when he remembered how the shirt had been torn in
the first place. “About last night…I’m
sorry. I will have new clothes brought
to you.”
“A-arigatou…” came the
girl’s quiet reply. Suddenly becoming
aware of how close the two of them were, tension filled her body.
Gaara noticed her
rigidness and faced her once again, propping himself up as well. He took her free hand in his left and slowly
reached up with his right, gently cupping her cheek. “You really…don’t have anything to be
embarrassed about,” he said once more, this time, momentarily glancing to the
hand which held together her shirt.
Hinata trembled and
felt as though her entire body were a bright red. She hadn’t much time to focus on that, however,
because soon the young man before her leaned in, pulling himself closer. Hinata froze and closed her eyes, holding her
breath. It took her a moment before she
realized his true intentions.
Gaara placed an
innocent kiss on her forehead. He’d occasionally
watched his villagers partake in this form of affection and was hoping that he
had chosen something that would appropriately display his feelings at the
moment.
Hinata opened her eyes
and stared at him, shocked.
‘Perhaps I didn’t
understand the meaning of this action after all,’ he gauged, carefully
observing the girl’s reaction. ‘I
hope that I didn’t-’
He stopped mid-thought as she leaned in toward him.
It took every bit of
courage that she had, but she pressed onward.
‘He is so sweet… I have never
been happier than I am in this moment.
I…I want to let him know how he makes me feel,’ she thought as she
met his soft lips with her own trembling ones.
This time, it was
Gaara who froze. His eyes were wide as
the warn sensation spread from his lips throughout his body. His breathing all but stopped, his chest
tightened, his stomach became jittery, and further below...other parts of his
body stirred as well. It was a sensation
which he had never before felt...and he decided in that moment that he enjoyed
it immensely.
Getting no reaction
from him, the awkward girl pulled back a bit, opening her eyes but not able to
look directly at him. Embarrassed,
and not quite sure what, if anything, to do next, she began to pull further
away. ‘Maybe I’m no good at this after all,’ she berated herself,
beginning to sulk. She was quickly
snapped out of it when Gaara broke from his daze. His hand that had been on her cheek moved to
behind Hinata’s neck as he pulled her back into him returned her kiss, this
time more aggressively. Gaara moved his
left hand from hers and slid it around to her back, pressing her closer. He wasn’t sure if he were
doing things right or wrong at this point, but he didn’t really care. It felt good and right...and his body craved
more of her.
This time it was Hinata who froze, though the shock did not last long
as her body accepted his advances and relaxed into his. Hinata followed his lead and moved her free
hand to his leg; the other, which had been clutching her shirt, to roam through
his sleep-tousled hair.
‘What is this
feeling?’ the boy wondered, gently prodding the girl’s lips open with his
tongue. ‘My entire body is shaking
with excitement. The last time I felt
like this was when I fought Uchiha Sasuke and Naruto… But, this is still different…’ he
contemplated, shifting the hand resting behind her neck to slide down her side,
putting it precariously close to her bosom.
‘I want more. I want to touch
her… Taste her… I want to make her mine.’ He untied the Konoha forehead protector she
wore around her neck and broke from the kiss, nuzzling his face into the crook
of her neck, beginning to lick and suck, eventually working his way into gentle
bites, causing the girl to giggle at times and others whimper softly as he
nibbled the sensitive skin.
Unable to think
clearly, Hinata could only encourage him by holding him
close, pressing him against her. ‘What
is he…ahh…doing? It feels…great,
but…shouldn’t I be doing something?
What…mmm… I want to make him feel
this good.’
Gaara worked his way
lower, kissing along her collar bone, her upper chest… He stopped there, his frustration obvious as
Hinata felt his grip tighten on her side.
Without much thought, only that she neither wanted the boy to be frustrated
nor wanted him to stop, she found herself pulling the shirt over her head. When her higher brain functions kicked back in
and she realized what she was doing, she almost stopped...but seeing the
eagerness in Gaara’s face, she forced herself to continue.
‘No, if I start
thinking about it, I’ll stop, or worse yet, get so flustered I pass out! No, I will not be that weak. I…I just have to react, not think about what
I’m doing…what he’s doing to me…’
Gaara backed up a bit
while he watched the timid girl slowly remove the torn garment. He almost couldn’t believe that she was being
so generous to him, but he wasn’t going to argue. ‘She must want this just as badly as I do,’
he surmised, watching in awe as she then proceeded to remove her bra, leaving
her pale torso as bare as his. At first,
all he could do was stare, but he soon realized how
uncomfortable it was making the blushing girl before him. He kissed her once again, deeply, somewhat
embarrassed himself at what he was being allowed to do.
Tossing the covers
aside and sliding between Hinata’s legs, he gently scooted her against the
backboard. He knelt there using one hand
to brace himself, placing the other on her stomach and slowly working up the
courage to explore north as he continued their kiss.
Hinata whimpered
against him as he cupped her supple breast in his warm hand and began to stroke
it. Her hands braced his sides, taking
some of the weight from his other arm where he was propping himself up, and
tried to help hold him steady. She was
in no hurry for him to stop, and removing any distractions he may have been
having seemed a good way to ensure that.
With her holding him,
he was now able to use his other hand and explore her neglected breast. He softly ran his thumbs over the erect
nipples, eliciting a tremor and another whimper from her. Taking this as a good sign, he continued,
though he still desired more. He broke
from the kiss abruptly and surprised her, grabbing her by the sides and
flipping them. Hinata followed his lead
and wound up straddling his lower torso as he buried his face in her bust,
giving a most satisfied groan. He
reached up with one hand to stroke one of the soft mounds, but for the other he
decided to put his mouth to work. He
delicately flicked her nipple with his tongue, causing Hinata to gasp for
air. She dug her fingers into his back,
pulling him closer as he began to gently suck and nibble. He soon switched his attentions to the other
breast which Hinata more than welcomed, he could tell, by the gasps and
whimpers he was forcing out of her.
Gaara sat up a bit to
take more of her in his mouth, but this only pushed Hinata lower in her
position on him. He groaned suddenly,
surprising the girl as he paused momentarily in his efforts. “Ahh, I-I’m sorry! Did I hurt you?” she asked breathlessly, fighting
to focus her vision enough to meet his eyes.
Gaara’s face turned a
bright red Hinata had never seen on him as he looked away from her searching
gaze. “No...” he sheepishly
replied.
‘Thank
goodness... The last thing I want to do
is hurt him. But, if
he’s not in pain, then why…? …Maybe…he
liked that?’ Hinata tested her
theory by shifting her weight once again, rubbing against him. Again, Gaara moaned, shivering and closing
his eyes, his mouth partially open.
Taking it as a good sign, she repeated the motion, slowly rubbing
against the bulge she felt under her.
She had to admit that she, too, was taking pleasure out of this. Seeing how she, too, could effect the boy who
had brought her so much pleasure gave her a sense of empowerment and confidence
she’d never quite felt before, though having his stiffness rubbing against her
most delicate parts was a reward all on its own.
Gaara gripped her hips
and began to match her movements, slowly at first, but soon avidly thrusting
against her. ‘Uuh…this is driving me
crazy! It feels so good… But, I have to be careful. If I’m not, this could be over too soon… I want to make this last as long as possible.’ His grip on Hinata’s hips tightened as he
shifted her off of him, much to her disappointment... it didn’t last long. Gaara swiftly removed his pants and boxers,
obviously not nearly as timid as the girl next to him. She blushed a deep crimson as she took in the
full sight of him...finding it quite difficult to ignore his engorged groin. He soon leaned her on her back, kissing her
once again. He moved one hand to the
waistband of her pants and traced a finger under it, pulling back a few inches
to peer into her nervous eyes as he silently asked for permission.
‘Why
am I so nervous? I’ve already decided
that I’d do what he wanted… I know I’m
supposed to wait until I get married, but…I…love him, so it’s not a big deal,
right? We’ve already done this much, so
it shouldn’t matter… But… Still…
Why am I afraid? I trust him… There’s nothing to be scared of…’ she
tried to convince herself, nodding her head slightly and looking away.
Gaara took great care
in his new task, gently removing her pants first, then
glancing up one last time for permission before completely disrobing her. Again, she gave a small embarrassed nod. He proceeded to pulling down her panties,
noticing incredulously that they were somewhat moist in the center. He held the garment to his face and closed his
eyes, inhaling the musky scent. ‘More… I want more…’ was his only thought at that moment. He opened his eyes again and dropped the
panties to the floor with the rest of their clothes, returning his attention to
the enticing woman before him, yet when he really stopped to look at her, he
began to wonder if she really was as into this as he.
Hinata lay with her
legs together and hands covering her beet-red face. She felt Gaara’s warm nude body slide next to
hers and she became rigid.
“I told you…you have
nothing to be embarrassed of,” he said, slowly moving her hands and gazing into
her pale eyes. “You are beautiful,” he stated
with the faintest of smiles.
“Gaara-san…” she said,
yet it pained him to hear.
“…What I said
yesterday… I’m sorry. Please, just call me ‘Gaara,’” he requested.
“Gaara…” she repeated,
smiling back.
Their lips met once
again as he climbed atop the nervous girl, slowly sliding a leg between her
own. With one hand he braced himself
over her, the other caressing her breast one again. Lower, he pressed his leg against her wet crevasse
and began to rub up and down, recalling
how she’d appeared to enjoy the sensation earlier when she was atop him. She dug her nails into his back at the
sensation, but from the stifled moans that accompanied it, he knew not to
stop. Still, it was not enough to
satisfy his own desires. ‘More…
I still want more of her.’ He
slid his other leg between hers and pulled back, beginning to slide down her
body. He stopped momentarily at her
chest to suck at her nipples once again before he moved lower.
“Wh-what
are you doing?” Hinata hastily asked, grabbing his shoulders.
“I want to taste you,”
the boy answered, gazing at her with lust-filled eyes. Seeing the fear in hers calmed his hunger,
however. “I won’t hurt you,” he
comforted, though it didn’t seem to do any good. “Please,” he finally asked, to which Hinata hesitantly
conceded, releasing him, her hands trembling.
Hinata’s legs were
tight against him as he made his descent. She unconsciously was trying to retain what
little modesty she had left. Gaara
positioned himself below her and inhaled deeply, taking in her musky
scent. It sent a thrill through his
whole body and, though he wanted to ravage her, he restrained himself and moved
carefully. The last thing he wanted was
to scare her.
Hinata felt a new
sense of embarrassment overtake her. It
was one thing to expose her nakedness to him, but quite enough to have him
buring his face in the most private and delicate region of her body. Of course she trusted him, but she still felt
a small ball of fear in the pit of her stomach.
Gaara began to lap up
the wetness he’d discovered on the trembling girl before him, lavishing in the
taste. He wrapped his arms around her
legs, softly caressing them and trying to convince her to relax a bit as she
was nearly squishing his head.
Gradually, she did, though she did tense back up every now and then,
Gaara noticed, as he caressed a certain spot with his tongue.
Hinata felt the small
ball of fear in her belly begin to subside as Gaara continued to work his magic
down below, though a new feeling began to well up inside of her...one that was
much more pleasant.
The red-head took this
opportunity to take one hand from her leg and slowly slip a finger in and out
of her, to which her breathing sped up and her whimpers grew louder. He focused his tongue on the area which
elicited the highest responsiveness from Hinata, causing her to begin to
tremble in a slightly different way than she’d been before.
“Ooh…G-Gaara…” She reached her hands down and ran them
through the boy’s red locks, reinforcing his efforts. Where she had just minutes
ago seemed not to want him there, now she appeared not to want him to leave. Gaara took this as a good sign.
He flicked his tongue
faster and harder on the area he was concentrating on and soon was rewarded by
louder and more frequent moans from his companion as her breathing became
heavier. He gently tried to slip another
finger into her silky opening but halted when Hinata’s pleasurable whimpers
turned to a groan of pain. He stopped
immediately and focused instead on what was forcing those wonderful moans out
of her.
It wasn’t long before
she grabbed two handfuls of his hair and began to spasm out of control, bucking
her hips and riding his face. Gaara, as
determined as he was, hung on and continued his efforts, riding her orgasm out
with her until the spasms subsided and she became still on the bed, minus the occasional
tremor which still shook her small frame from time to time.
Licking his lips of
her sweet remnants, he lay at her side and watched her, a thin layer of sweat
covering her body as she tried to catch her breath. He idly brushed a lock of hair from her face,
causing her to open groggy eyes and try to focus on
him. Gaara nearly grinned as he wondered
if her complexion would ever return to its original paleness again after today.
‘I…I never
thought… That was the most amazing thing
I’ve ever felt! This is completely
different than what Kiba and Shino talked about. They made it sound like sex was all about the
man’s pleasure. Still…I want him to feel
as good as I do.’
“What
about you?” she shyly asked, staring lower down his body at his thick and ready
member.
Gaara’s face returned
to its usual seriousness as he answered.
“…I don’t think I’d be able to do anything without hurting you.”
Hinata knew there were
other things they could do besides penetration, but honestly, at this point she
wanted him inside her. She smiled and
drew him closer, kissing him briefly.
“It’s okay.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded,
whispering, “Onegai.”
Gaara wasn’t going to
argue with that. ‘…She is too good to
be true.’ He eagerly positioned
himself between her legs once again and kissed her, gently beginning to rub his
shaft against the vast wetness of her groin.
Hinata whimpered, clearly enjoying the sensation. After another moment, he positioned himself
against her opening and broke the kiss, staring her in the eye, allowing her
one last chance to say no, but she merely smiled at him and nodded. Gaara nodded back and began forcing his way
in.
Hinata gripped his
sides and grimaced, causing the boy to stop.
“It’s okay,” she reassured, her voice strained. “Don’t stop.
It’s okay. Please.” He carefully began to move in and out of her,
both for fear of hurting her more and for his own sake.
‘I never thought it
would be this hot…and tight…! Gods, is
she tight… If I go any faster I’ll come
within seconds,’ he realized, making sure to keep his pace steady.
It wasn’t long before
Hinata shivered and gave a small whimper.
“Are you okay?” Gaara asked, his voice a bit breathy.
“Mm…hai…” she replied,
not the least bit of pain coating her voice.
If Gaara didn’t know
any better, it seemed like she was starting to enjoy this. He began to quicken his pace,
trying his best to calm himself…though seeing the blushing girl under him and listening
as her soft moans intensified wasn’t making it any easier. Soon she began to spasm familiarly, wrapping
her legs around him and locking her ankles around his lower back, forcing him
against her.
“Mm! Gaa…ra…!!”
Her insides tightened
around Gaara’s swelled member, forcing his climax as well. It tore a moan from his throat as well and he
fought to thrust against her as she held him, spilling his seed deep inside
her. Only when they were both completely
satisfied did he cease his efforts. They
were both short of breath after they’d finished, and Gaara collapsed on top of
her, trembling.
‘If I knew it was
going to be this good, maybe I should’ve listened to Kankurou and gotten a
girlfriend a long time ago,’ he idly thought, then caught himself. ‘No…I’m glad I waited for her. This was worth all the trouble we’ve been through.’
“We should probably
get cleaned up…” Hinata said, breaking the silence.
For the first time
ever, Hinata heard something she’d only ever imagined. Gaara softly chuckled, and as she turned to
look at him, saw that his face was beaming, a large and genuine grin plastered
on his face.
“You first,” he said,
though he made no movement to get up.
Hinata smiled and sluggishly forced her arms around him in an
embrace. She would let him stay there as
long as he wanted...but also, she could feel that her body would have fought
her had she tried to get up right this moment anyway, so she was in no real
hurry.
The two stayed there
for some time, completely undisturbed thanks to a certain older brother who
worked diligently to clear his Kazekage’s busy schedule for the rest of the day.
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Translations/Term Definitions...in no
particular order:
- Onegai: “Please.”
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