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Naruto stumbled to the door, hastily rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. It was his one day off in weeks, and only because he injured his arm. Sakura demanded he stay home and rest, “Stop trying to run yourself into an early grave.”
He swung open the door only to perk up at the sight he was met with.
“Gaara?”
The red head smiled at him, a small sign that most everyone would miss, “Hello, Naruto. Did I wake you up?”
He quickly scanned his eyes over the blonde, taking in his mismatched sleep attire, wilder-than-normal hair and squinted eyes.
“No-I mean, yeah but-hey!” Naruto moved quickly to hug the man tightly, wrapping his arms around him, careful of the large gourd on his back. He felt Gaara squeeze him in return, humming softly in his ear.
“What are you doing here?” Naruto asked, pulling back a bit to look at him.
“I managed to get a day off, and I was told you returned to the village yesterday.”
“Who told you that? Kakashi?”
Gaara hummed, “Being Kazekage has some perks.”
Naruto smiled and pulled Gaara into another hug again. The red head gently kissed the side of his head. Naruto didn’t know quite what he and Gaara were. Certainly more than just friends, but not quite committed to a full time relationship. It would be hard with both of their lives, just the distance alone would be difficult. But Gaara didn’t seem to mind and Naruto was more than happy to get these little moments between them.
He released Gaara again, kissing his cheek as he pulled him inside, “Come in! If I had known, I’d at least get dressed.”
Gaara walked inside, hands sliding from Naruto's body to hold his hand, “Nothing I haven’t seen before.”
“Yeah but still, it’s polite.” Naruto chuckled, walking to the kitchen. He made himself breakfast all while Gaara watched. They sat at his table and caught up, telling each other what they had gotten up to over the several months they hadn’t seen each other.
“You’re seriously learning Taijutsu? Why, it’s not like you exactly need it.”
Gaara hummed, sitting on Naruto’s bed. They had made their way to his bedroom after Naruto finished his food. He had wanted to clean himself up for Gaara – “Let me be polite!” – even though the red head told him that wasn’t necessary. Naruto demanded to at least let him brush his teeth.
“I don’t want to rely on my sand shield forever. We both know it’s not infallible. Jutsu will still be my main weapon but…I’d like Taijutsu to be my last resort.”
Naruto made a choked noise of acknowledgement, toothbrush jammed into the back of his mouth.
“And no, Lee is not training me. I wouldn’t let him, not while I still don’t know what I’m doing.”
Naruto let out a bark of laughter, spitting into the sink, “Hell no! Last thing you need is thousand pound weights strapped to your legs.”
Gaara let out a soft chuckle. Naruto stuck his head under the tap, cleaning his mouth out and splashing water over his face, rubbing furiously as he took a makeshift bath.
“Y’know, I gotta ask, what was the first jutsu you learned?” Naruto called out as he blindly grabbed at the wall for a towel. He pulled the hand towel from the rack and wiped his face, scrubbing hard over his hairline where the water had soaked some short blonde strands.
Gaara sat patiently on his bed, pulling his legs up to sit cross legged, “Hm…I’m not sure.”
“What about the whole sand shield thing?” Naruto walked back into his room, tossing the soaked towel into his hamper.
Gaara tilted his head a bit, watching him, “I never really learned that. It’s automatic, it happens without me even thinking about it.”
“I guess so…” Naruto hummed, sitting down beside him. “But you didn’t learn any like, substitution justu in school or anything?”
“Naruto,” Gaara said, a soft smile tugging at his lips, “I couldn’t go to school. I was a demon, remember?”
“Ah.” Naruto chewed his lip, looking away shyly, but Gaara chuckled in response. He reached out to cup Naruto’s cheek, turning his head back towards him, thumb stroking along the whisker marks on his cheek.
“What about you? What was your first jutsu? Not the Rasengan, surely.”
Naruto snickered, pushing his face into Gaara’s palm. It was soft and supple, a complete contrast to Naruto’s scarred and calloused hands.
“Definitely not. Uh…I mean I learned like, clone jutsu from Iruka…kinda. It wasn’t good until I learned Shadow Clones. Maybe…” Naruto burst into giggles, grabbing Gaara’s wrist and guiding his hand to cover his whole face. Gaara blinked, confused but waiting patiently for Naruto to get through his giggle fit.
“Uh, sexy jutsu is probably the first one I mastered before Shadow Clones.”
“Excuse me?” Gaara’s response only made Naruto giggle harder, face burning hot under his palm.
“It’s so stupiiiid!”
“It sounds like it.”
“It’s just a stupid transformation jutsu that makes me look like a girl.” Naruto pulled Gaara’s hand away from his face, a sheepish smile and bright red cheeks revealing how embarrassed he really was despite his laughing.
Gaara tilted his head to the opposite side, “Why would you invent that?”
“I don’t knoooow! I was a stupid kid, maybe-probably-horny as hell…just a funny thing.” He played with Gaara’s hand, rubbing his thumb over the creases in his palm, pointedly not looking at his face.
“Could you show me?”
Naruto blinked, “You-you wanna see it?? It’s…pretty stupid, heh.” He scratched the back of his neck, eyes squinting as he sheepishly laughed.
“Surely it’s nothing worse than what we’ve already done.” Gaara purred, shifting closer and leaning into Naruto’s personal space. Naruto felt his face burn even hotter, feeling Gaara’s soft breath against his lips, their noses brush against each other.
“You’re sure?”
“I’m intrigued.” Gaara lifted his hand to Naruto’s cheek again, fingers sliding into his hair to pull him closer, closing the gap between them. Naruto melted into the kiss, all anxieties fading as he leaned in further to Gaara, mirroring his hand placement and carding his fingers through the silky red hair. They parted only to pant softly against each other’s lips, bumping their foreheads together.
“...Are you sure?”
“Naruto,” Gaara chuckled, his voice soft yet teasing.
The blonde suddenly pushed himself up with a new surge of energy, placing his hands together. Gaara watched him turn into a puff of smoke, not too dissimilar to his Shadow Clones, except when it dissipated, all that was left was an utterly naked woman. Gaara blinked, eyes scanning over familiar features; bright blue eyes, bright blonde hair, whisker marks on the cheeks, golden brown skin. It was certainly Naruto, just curvier, and with heaving breasts.
“That…is mostly what I was expecting.” Gaara hummed, head tilting to the side as he looked over Naruto’s naked form. The wisps of smoke sensually covering his privates trailed off into nothing, leaving Naruto standing there completely exposed.
“What you expected??” Naruto gawked, voice several pitches higher than Gaara was used to.
“I mean, you called it ‘Sexy Jutsu’, what else was I supposed to expect?”
Naruto whined, head dropping and shoulders slumping, long pigtails slipping over his shoulders as he hunched forward. It looked extra pathetic on this sweet and beautiful looking girl.
“I was a kiiiiid, ok?”
Gaara stood, making Naruto’s head snap up.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m trying to do it.” Gaara looked down at his hands, copying Naruto’s movements earlier. Naruto went wide eyed as Gaara became consumed in smoke in front of him. He swiped at it, dissipating it quickly to see what was underneath. It was Gaara, still the same, zero changes.
Gaara blinked, looking down at himself, “Hm. It didn’t work.”
“Aww, I was really dying to see what you look like as a girl,” Naruto smirked, poofing back into his usual masculine self.
Gaara shifted, sitting back down on the bed. He blinked again, looking down at his lap. Suddenly, he pulled the waistband of his pants forward, lifting it so he could look inside.
“What are you doing, weirdo?” Naruto snickered.
“I…think something changed.”
“What kinda something?” Naruto leaned down and started undoing Gaara’s pants, easily taking them off with practiced skill. The red head let him, only wriggling to help get them off. He was left in his underwear, Naruto kneeling between his legs and face to face with his bulge-less crotch.
“...Uh, Gaara where’s your dick?”
“I don’t know.”
Naruto looked up at him, flailing his arms, “Well it clearly went somewhere! What happened?” Naruto leaned in closer, hands spreading Gaara’s thighs so he could inspect his smooth crotch with squinted, curious eyes. The red head looked away, a flush burning his cheeks.
“Naruto-”
“Hang on.” Naruto interrupted, fingers slipping under the waistband of the simple underwear and yanking them down. Gaara fell back with a yelp, hips lifted from the force of the blonde manhandling him.
“Gaara! You gave yourself a pussy!”
Gaara blinked, looking down between his spread legs. He didn’t have the view Naruto did, but past his neatly trimmed bush was indeed a vulva, pink lips peeking through pale skin.
“Oh.”
“I guess the jutsu kinda sorta worked?” Naruto snorted, making Gaara smile through his embarrassment.
“I guess so.”
He suddenly became hyper aware of Naruto’s big warm hands resting on his thighs. Gaara’s cheeks burned hot and he lightly fought against Naruto’s hands, shocked at the intense pressure keeping his legs splayed apart. He glanced up towards the blonde, eyes widening at the look in his usually soft, bright blue eyes. They looked almost animalistic, like a dog staring down its dinner. The faintest ring of bright blue was visible around his saucer like pupils, Gaara could see his reflection in the inky blackness.
“Naruto?” He asked, his voice coming out weaker than he meant it to.
The blonde licked his lips, taking a slow breath like he was collecting his thoughts, “Gaara, you…you look really good like this.”
Gaara swallowed audibly in the quiet room. He felt Naruto’s fingers twitch and dig lightly into his skin, a motion almost imperceptible if not for the fact that Gaara was hyper aware of every motion, feeling, scent, sight, chakra pulse, bug, everything. He swallowed again, saliva flooding his mouth at the tone of Naruto’s voice.
“You like me with…this?”
“I do-I mean, I like you always but-” Naruto snickered, dropping his head before lifting again, smiling at the red head with a lopsided, toothy grin, breaking the dark, seductive stare he had before, “-y’know. Y’know?”
Gaara let out a soft snort, reaching up to cup his whiskered cheeks, stroking the warm, ruddy skin, “I know.”
Naruto closed the gap between them by leaning down to peck the other man on the lips, soft and slow. Gaara’s hands slipped into his blonde spikes, cupping the back of Naruto’s head and hold him close.
“It’s been too long.” Naruto mumbled against his lips, hands stroking up and down the soft skin of Gaara’s thighs.
“I know. Too busy lately, unfortunately.” Gaara whispered between kisses, gasping as Naruto moved to kiss his ear, moving down the column of his neck, hot tongue trailing over every sensitive point Naruto has memorised. The blonde carefully but easily manoevered his way down Gaara’s body, hands still holding his legs apart as he kissed down his chest, pausing to lap over a sensitive pink nipple. A soft whine forced from Gaara’s throat as teeth grazed over the perky bud, eliciting a smirk from Naruto. He dragged his tongue down Gaara’s stomach, watching the muscle jump under his skin, until he reached his goal. He licked his lips again and Gaara let out a soft, breathy laugh.
“You’re practically drooling.”
“How could I not? Look at you…” He let his gaze trail over Gaara’s lithe frame; his chest slowly rising and falling, collar bones now littered with slowly deepening red marks, flushed face looking up at him expectantly with his red hair splayed out on the bed covers, standing out against the dull fabric. Naruto couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Gaara flushed harder, turning his head away which only made Naruto quickly lean down to kiss his cheek.
“Especially when you get all cute and flustered like that. I’m gonna show you how beautiful you are to me.”
Gaara looked out of the corner of his eye as Naruto pulled back, moving down between his legs, knees thumping hard on the floor. Before Gaara could say anything he felt a hot tongue drag over his clit, forcing a ragged, loud moan from his throat. His back arched against the bed, thighs fighting harder against Naruto’s grip. He grabbed at the bed covers, gripping them tightly and pulling on them, no doubt messing up Naruto’s bed. Naruto didn’t slow down at all, tongue flicking back and forth over the fat bud, sucking on it with more energy than Gaara would expect considering the man woke up twenty minutes ago.
“Nah-Naruto! Hahhh, shit, that-that feels so good.”
Naruto’s hands moved to grab Gaara’s hips, holding him closer, pulling his hips up to meet his face, encouraging Gaara to move. His tongue dipped lower, swiping over his hole, thumbs spreading his lips apart to give him even more access. Gaara, legs and hips now free from Naruto’s crushing grip, bucked at the first chest, grinding his clit against Naruto’s mouth. He reached one hand down to grab a fistful of blonde hair, holding him down, like he would ever pull away.
A single finger teased at his entrance, slowly working its way inside with the help of Naruto’s constant stream of spit and Gaara’s own wetness. It felt somewhat similar to Gaara yet so different, so much more sensitive. The blonde’s tongue lapped around his finger, pulling back a bit to watch Gaara’s face. He licked at his lips, wetness soaking his chin and even spreading to his cheeks.
“Y-you’re messy.” Gaara huffed, feeling every inch of Naruto’s finger slide deeper into his cunt until he reached the final knuckle.
“Can’t help it, you taste good.” Naruto grinned, licking his lips pointedly, tongue dragging over his fangs. Gaara was about to make another comment but was cut off by a surge of pleasure rushing through him, making his brain white out. That was definitely different. Naruto, excited by the intense reaction, continued, curling his finger and rubbing over that spongey spot inside Gaara’s cunt. He moved back down to lap over his clit, the combo overwhelming Gaara so intensely that the man couldn’t do anything. His brain refused to work, overworked by the constant rush of pleasure. Gaara felt helpless in the best way possible. Words escaped him, a slurred string of moans the only thing his mouth was capable of. The only familiar feeling was his orgasm quickly approaching. He didn’t expect to cum this quickly. Maybe he was more pent up than he realised? Or maybe this new anatomy was doing something for him.
“Naru-Naruto wait!” Gaara was barely able to get the words out before he was cumming, back arched high as he fucked himself down on Naruto’s single digit. He clenched tight around his finger, the rhythmic pulses almost hypnotising the blonde as he fingered Gaara through it. He looked up at him, tongue stuck out to let Gaara grind against it, eyes trying desperately to get a glance at his face. When he couldn’t take it anymore, Gaara pulled Naruto away from his pussy by his hair, fingers tightly gripping his soft spikes.
Naruto gave him a grin, “Any good?”
Gaara huffed, still breathless, chest heaving and legs trembling. Naruto’s finger was still inside him and he was very thankful it was still for now. He lifted his head to give him a look, pouty and fake-stern. Naruto giggled, chewing his lip.
“Can I keep going? Please? I really wanna fuck you.”
Gaara felt a fluttering in his stomach he had never felt before. It was deep, in a part of his gut he wasn’t aware of before, and felt like a instinctual need. It made his brain hazy. Gaara nodded, still breathless and tingly from his still fading orgasm.
“Sss-sure.” He gasped, sharp and loud at the feeling of Naruto’s finger moving inside him again, brushing against that sensitive spot. A second digit pushed into him, easily sliding in alongside the other and spreading Gaara open. The man whined, twisting his hips, brain not sure if it was to escape the sensitivity or grind down against them to push them deeper. Naruto kissed his thigh, fingers slowly curling and scissoring inside him, trying to work him open quickly but carefully. He didn’t want to hurt Gaara, but he was so, so desperate to sink his cock inside him.
“You’re so pretty, Gaara.” The blonde whispered, rubbing his nose against the warm skin of his inner thigh, “I can’t believe I have you all to myself.”
Gaara wanted to respond but couldn’t find the words, only moaning and whining in response. Naruto chuckled, kissing his thigh as he pulled his fingers out, pushing himself to his feet.
“Ready?”
The red head gasped for breath, swallowing as he lifted his head, hazy eyes eventually focusing on Naruto. He reached out to grab at him, a pathetic whine escaping him. Naruto smiled, brows furrowing together as he took Gaara’s hand, leaning forward to kiss his face.
“It’s ok, I’m here. I’ll make you feel good, I swear.” His free hand guided his cock, lining the head up against Gaara’s puffy lips, slipping between them and causing the red head to twitch and shudder as it rubbed against his sensitive clit.
“Puh-please, please Naruto…I need you.”
Naruto could barely suppress the groan that slipped from his throat, kissing Gaara deeply as he pushed his cock inside. The first thing that popped into his brain was how tight Gaara was. An intense grip that almost seemed to suck his cock in deeper, urging him to thrust harder. Naruto’s head spun as pleasure washed over him and made him tremble. Gaara wrapped his legs around his waist, also encouraging him, hands sliding up and down his back, blunt nails dragging soft red lines into his tan skin.
“Fuck-” Naruto hissed, pressing his face into the crook of Gaara’s neck, “Holy fuck, Gaara…”
He slowly rocked his hips back and forth, shallowly thrusting, letting the red head adjust. Gaara didn’t seem to care, in fact, he seemed more desperate for it than Naruto was. He bucked his hips up, feet digging into Naruto’s lower back like he was trying to forcibly push him deeper.
“Ga-Gaara hold on, I’m trying-”
“Naruto, please. Please pleasepleaseplease I need it-you, need you so badly.” The man rambled into his ear, voice a broken whisper, words slurred and breath hot against Naruto’s skin. The blonde stiffened, all of Gaara’s words going straight to his dick.
He thrust once, sharp and hard, the smack of skin on skin echoing loud but not nearly as loud as Gaara. The man moaned like that was exactly what he needed. He arched under Naruto, thighs squeezing around his waist, cunt squeezing around Naruto’s cock like it didn’t want him to pull out. Naruto could feel sweat bead along his hairline from his body’s sheer effort in not cumming right that second.
He started thrusting in a stable rhythm, face nuzzled into Gaara’s neck, giving him ample skin to bite and suck on to muffle his groans. It also gave him the perfect spot to hear all the noises Gaara made, both big and small. What Naruto couldn’t stop focusing on was how good Gaara felt around him. Hot and wet and tight, squeezing him like a mouth sucking his dick, wetness leaking around him and making it even easier for Naruto to fuck faster. In all their sessions, long or fast, Naruto had never seen Gaara so needy and desperate for it. Naruto was good but he’s never seen Gaara beg for it like this before. Naruto chewed on his lip as he wondered if he should play into this feeling.
“Yeah? You like me fucking your pussy, Gaara?”
The groan that came from the man told him yes, yes he should.
“You feel so fucking good. Gripping my dick like that-fuck. You want me to cum in you?”
Gaara felt that fluttering in his gut even stronger at Naruto’s words, like they drew something primal out of him. He nodded quickly, mouth unable to form words. Naruto groaned, huffing hard, nose filled with Gaara’s warm, toasted scent. That certainly didn’t help how close he was. Naruto reached down to hug Gaara close, cock pushing as far as it could into him.
“I-I’m touching your fucking womb right now, y’know. I wonder-do you think I could knock you up? Breed you nice and full?”
Naruto felt Gaara’s orgasm before he heard the man’s moans; an even more intense sucking around his cock, muscles rippling and clenching like they were trying to milk Naruto’s orgasm out of him. It worked, way too well. Naruto gasped, pleasure crashing over him hard and fast and making his thrusts erratic. He slammed in hard, grinding into Gaara as he groaned into his skin, teeth sinking into the soft flesh and making Gaara whine. The red head’s legs locked him in place, ankles crossed over his ass as Gaara’s body used all its strength to keep the blonde close until he was done.
They laid there for a while, weak and trembling, letting the euphoria slowly wear off. Gaara was the one to speak first, “I…I didn’t…that felt good.”
Naruto couldn’t help the harsh bark of laughter that came from him. He lifted his head, a dopey smile tugging at his lips as he took in Gaara’s face. The man was flushed, whole face pink from the physical exertion and the embarrassment settling in. He kissed the red head’s cheek, moving to kiss the corner of his mouth.
“I thought that was really hot, actually.”
“Yeah, it was.”
Naruto hugged Gaara tighter, wrapping his arms properly around the man as he peppered kisses all over his warm face, forcing a smile from him, “I thought you were hot. I didn’t know you were into all that.”
“Neither did I.” Gaara mumbled, flushing as the not so distant memory of Naruto’s words repeated in his head.
“We gotta do this again.” Naruto smiled, big blue eyes so innocent considering he was still inside Gaara.
The red head nodded, unable to help the smile that tugged at his lips, “I agree. Thank you for teaching me this.”
Naruto flushed, eyes closing as he sheepishly mumbled, “Heh, I forgot about that…”