Hey guys, sorry for the delay. This chapter is shorter and a little less graphic than the others, but I hope you still enjoy it nonetheless. :)

xoxo,

pampoo

P.S. Special thanks, once again, to The Dark Crimson Blood for taking the risk and beta'ing this. :)

Posted on: 06/08/2013

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What goes around, comes around

Yet again, an alarm clock flew to the wall and the sound of it breaking to hundreds of pieces was followed by a certain blonde's heavy sigh in content as the clock's beeping slowly died out. She tossed her hair back down her smooth back before swinging it to the side and propping her arms underneath her soft pillow.

Just beside her, another body shifted in bed and a certain redhead's arm came to wrap around her waist. The warmth of it was relaxing and comforting, but when a minute passed by and Naruto registered no signs of the man trying to get up, she, despite her inner conflict, forced herself to say in a hoarse voice,

"You gotta get up, Gaara."

The girl waited with her eyes closed and fought back the sleep creeping back into her mind. All Gaara did was grunt in irritation and draw her closer to him.

"Get up." She tried again, but this time the response was him burying his face in her hair.

"Come oon, get up, Gaaraaa!" Naruto rocked her bottom against him in hope that the jerking would take him out of his persistent sleep and make him give up in this rather unusual fight. Sick pleasure tingled in the pit of the blonde's stomach – she just hated it whenever Gaara made her get up early in the morning so, more or less, she thought of this moment as her sweet revenge. All that followed, however, was for Gaara to rub her stomach and continue sleeping (not that Naruto really believed him he was asleep) peacefully.

"Stop playing around and go to work already!"

She took his arm and pushed it away from her waist.

His hand found its way back and wrapped around her once again, but this time it drew her closer.

She brushed it off again and pushed Gaara with her body.

He returned his hand.

She pushed it away again.

He snaked the hand in question between her legs.

She yelped.

Slender fingers ghosted over her inner thighs; it was much too unexpected for Naruto when his palm cupped her pussy through her panties.

"Not gonna push my hand away now, huh, Naru-koi?" Gaara asked teasingly and nibbled the shell of her ear. Eyelashes ghosted over her ear as he moved down to kiss the column of her neck and Naruto knew that he had finally deigned to open his eyes. A particularly powerful suck made shaky breaths escape her lips as he licked her neck and rubbed her. Her body pressed against his on its own accord as Gaara pinched her nipples through her nightgown and traced her torso with needing hands. Naruto encircled his head, drawing him closer, and surrendered to the feeling.

The naughty hand found its way inside the offending panties and Gaara swirled two fingers around Naruto's wet entrance. He pressed them down teasingly, but never pushed inside. Soft yelps and groans filled Gaara's hearing and he knew that further on, there would be no protests.

Gaara got up onto his knees and reached to take off her panties. Finally. He bent down and kissed her navel, traveling up to her stomach while leading the trail of kisses up between her breasts, to her throat and, finally, he kissed her lips. Gaara kissed her lips passionately as he slipped her nightgown off of her. She playfully licked his lower lip and pecked him. However, this seemed too ambitious of an action in Gaara's eyes and the boy pinned her hands above her head and trapped her tongue between his lips. He nuzzled the slick muscle, giving it the gentlest of bites, but rough enough to show that he was the one setting the rules now. This was meant to be a punishment, a torture for pushing him back at first.
He was the one leading.

The boy gave it one more suck and then dove in for another passionate, but more dominant than the previous, kiss.

Gaara cupped the girl's right breast and gave it a light squeeze, then guided his fingers down to trace painfully slow circles around Naruto's navel, right before letting his fingers travel all the way down to her nether region and ghost them over her wet flesh.

Gaara let her hands free, but they just continued lying loosely on the bed. He sucked on her lower lip and looked into her lustful dazed eyes. She tried. Naruto tried calling him, but ended up just mouthing his name, silently pleading him to stop this torture as the pleasure consumed her little by little. He had started the fire and, even though she just lay there in her post-sleep; inwardly, she now burned for him. She wanted him to take her up to heaven and back, Naruto knew he could, for he had done it countless times before.

It wasn't planned. If she had known her nagging for him to get up would lead to this…Well, she would've done it again. Naruto was addicted.

Nuzzling the swift skin of her navel, Gaara took pride as soft whimpers let him know he was heading the right way. The journey continued down to her pelvis where Gaara outlined each of the bones with the wet trail of his tongue, then jump right to her hip. Outlining further, he moved to her inner thigh and, suddenly speeding up, he licked along her sartorius – the most delicate muscle in the human body –, which did the job, and he had to steady her hips for she trembled thoroughly and her contracting muscles made Naruto try to close her legs and trap him in between.

This made him chuckle – a rather amused, but it was soaked with a hint of planning darkness, soaked with something devious. It was as if he was saying, "I was right and you were wrong."

He traveled up and when Naruto felt his lips there, her back arched and her fingers were quick to bury themselves in his red, messy bed hair.

It was hot, it was intense; it was both heaven and hell. Everything he did made her attempt to hold back her moans and whimpers, she didn't want to admit that he was right, but she failed miserably.

She screamed, and moaned, and writhed as he gave her the ultimate pleasure. And Gaara liked it. No, he loved it. He put his tongue in and out, in and out, just to watch her wriggle in both pleasure and pure bliss.

Gaara's crotch burned and because both of his hands were busy holding her hips in place, all he could do was grit his teeth and press down to the mattress.

And Naruto…Her mind was a blank sheet. All she could see were white stars, but they made way for a mess of red to appear, – his hair. – It was then that she registered that he was now hovering above her. And with the smuggest of smirks, he wiped his glistering chin.

How dare he! Naruto opened her mouth to protest, but instead a silent scream broke from her throat and she gripped Gaara's shoulders tightly. He had just slipped two fingers inside of her, and his face features straitened as he concentrated and observed her closely. He watched as she gritted her teeth and dug her fingernails into his bare shoulder blades – a sign of her stubbornness showing its head again, but it took only for his fingers to slide along her sweet spot and she fell into bliss. Gaara observed and mesmerized as her eyes clouded over once again and her hitching breath tickled his face. Sweat beaded on her forehead and he reached to brush the sticking golden locks away.

It was just a second that he stopped his ministrations.

It was enough for Naruto's hand to snake in his loose pants.

Gaara inhaled sharply when he felt a hand wrap a little too tightly around his length and started pumping it. He bit down on his lower lip. Both of Naruto's hands moved trapped between their chests and jerked him off. Surprise made him lose his concentration and he pressed down his forehead onto the pillow, where he felt locks of golden hair tickle his cheeks.

Gaara just could feel the smug smile on her lips. And he didn't like it.

What goes around; comes around, love. Her voice echoed in his head and he didn't know if she really said it, or if it was simply his imagination playing games with him; also, he didn't dwell in his curiosity, because it just felt so fucking good.

"You…Sly little fox…" Gaara panted out.

He placed a hand on the back of her neck and drew her in, kissing her heatedly, passionately before sliding another finger inside of her.

Hitched breaths, ears thumping, blood boiling…

They both needn't much.

Later Naruto wouldn't ask; for she didn't want to see that smug little smile of his, but she could swear she heard him whisper "Cum for me, Naruto" in her ear.

And she did. They both did, finally giving into the overwhelming pleasure.

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The warmth of his body disappeared, Naruto tilted her head and opened her eyes to see Gaara taking a towel and heading for the bathroom. She propped herself up on her knees with her chest still rising and falling, attempting to stabilize her breathing.

"Where are you going, Gaara?" She asked a little confused and instinctively looked to her left, but quickly remembered that all that was left of the alarm clock; last week's brand new alarm clock, were broken pieces, wires and a half-glowing screen.

Gaara stopped and leaned against the frame of the door to look back at her.

"I have the day off today." He let her know as if it was the most obvious thing on earth.

"Eeeeh?!" Naruto's palm connected so hard with her forehead that Gaara twitched at the sound and, sure enough, there was a red spot forming on it now. He didn't know if he should laugh or go kiss the mark away.

Instead, he reached out his hand.

"Come take a shower with me, Naru-koi." He suggested and he looked so damn handsome with his messy red hair, the many nail marks scattered on his shoulder blades, and his almost-but-not-really smiling lips that, for not the first time that morning, made Naruto's breath stuck in her throat once again.

Naruto moved off the bed and, with trembling legs, went to him and took his hand. And, for all she's worth, she would never let it go.

Never.

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More to come.