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13as07 · 20 days

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Spitting Image #6

(Gaara Sabaku Smut)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to yo_gud2]

Requested by: Anonymous

Word Count: 3,677

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

"Good Boy"

Subby Boi Gaara

Scratch Marks

Oral (Male Receiving)

Exhibitionism

Hair Pulling

Grinding (on Gaara's boot)

Mommy Kink

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"Papa? Papa's Darling?" Shinki's voice filters through my ears, softly lulling me awake.

"Good morning, Sweetie," I mumble, trying to make my words loud enough for him to hear me through the door. I shift in bed, going to sit up but the weight on my body keeps me in place.

"Darling?" Gaara grumbles, having the same idea as me. He sits up, head lifting from my stomach and his hands sliding over my thighs, helping the events of last night trickle over me.

As he sits up, his hair tickles my chest, tipping me off to my nudeness and shifting the trickle to a full wave. Gaara hovers above me, hands pressing into the bed, the blanket hanging on his hips, barely covering either of us. His cheeks are bright pink, eyes locked on my bare chest. The fact of him being buried in me is brought to the front of my mind as well, the sand shinobi pulsing in me the longer he looks at me.

"Oh good, you guys are awake," Shinki's voice comes again, paired with the sound of my bedroom door opening.

"Don't come in!" Gaara barks, leaning down to cover me as he turns to face the door. "Please, wait outside, Shinki. Papa is... busy," he mutters, tone softer and cheeks darker.

My eyes flicker between Gaara and his oldest son standing in the doorway, looking very confused. "What are you two doing?" He mutters, making the room even more uncomfortable.

"Nothing!"

"Training!" We both answer, turning to look at each other. Gaara is blinking quickly, cheeks now red instead of pink. "Please, just... wait in the kitchen Shinki. We will be out in a couple of minutes."

"Okay," he mumbles, leaving the room, and slamming the door behind him.

"Dear Lord," I sigh, my hands jumping up to cover my face and the embarrassment slowly crawling onto it. "That was... terrible."

"Yes, terrible. Embarrassing, even. Tell me I'm a good boy, Mommy," Gaara grumbles, head buried into my neck as he starts moving his hips against mine, his pace instantly fast as his tip buries itself into my pussy. His arms snake down, looping themselves under my knees before I'm shifted up the bed, knees settled on his shoulders.

"You're a good boy," I whisper, sliding my fingers through his hair, and gently massaging his scalp. "Make sure you pull out this time," I tease, trying to shift my position under him. I'm not prepared and the needy man between my legs is moving too fast for me to comfortably adjust.

"What... why... you're squirming... good or... or bad?" He whispers against my skin, his hot breath and sloppy kisses coating me as well.

"Bad," I mumble, trying to adjust myself again. Gaara's movements freeze, head moving so he can look at me. He looks ready to burst into tears as he looks down at me. "Not super bad. I'm just not wet enough, Sunshine."

"How do I... I want to fix it," he grumbles, his movements slow and inching as he thrusts in and out of me. Kisses are littered across my face, desperate and hungry. A kiss is laid on my lips between each patch of skin his mouth presses against. "Make you feel nice, yes? You... you feel nice... need to make Mommy feel nice," Gaara mutters more to himself than me, pulling himself out of me before he stumbles down my body.

"Sunshine," I call, hands shooting down to cup his face, tilling it up so he has to look up at me. "How about we wait? You told Shinki we'd met him in the kitchen."

"But... but... feel nice?" The Kage whines, tilting his head to nuzzle his cheeks against my hands.

"We can have sex later, Sunshine. I promise. For now, let's go have breakfast with the boys." Gaara lets out a few high-pitched whines, deflating and letting his body weight crush my legs. "Gaar - "

"Yes, yes. Breakfast with our boys," he grumbles, stamping a kiss into my knee before he rolls off of me. Maybe it's the use of the word 'our' or maybe it's the scratch marks littering Gaara's back or maybe it's seeing his dedication tattoo for me in the light for the first time, but another child doesn't sound too scary.

My eyes trail after him, watching Gaara collect our clothes from the floor, tossing mine on the bed and slowly pulling his back on. I think it's the tattoo. He's insane. We hooked up once and he fell so head over heels for me that he permanently imprinted his skin with proof of me. That's insane...ly hot.

"Do you want head?" What?! Why did I say that? Because I want to give him head - no - breakfast with the boys. We're going to have breakfast with the - our - boys.

Gaara stops moving, head tilted and eyes blinking as he processes my question. "I appreciate your dedication to me, my darling, but no I do not wish for you to give me someone's head."

"That's not... okay," I mutter, deciding that's something I should explain to him later. We don't have time to fill in Gaara's lack of sexual knowledge right now. "What's on your agenda for the day?" I ask, using the sheet to cover myself before I climb out of bed. I get the feeling that my co-parent will be the type to cling until I fulfill my promise.

That only being further proven when his arms dig under the bedding wrapped around my frame, trying to shove it off of me as his hands wander over my bare skin. "I have a meeting at eight and another at nine. I am making an appearance at Shinki's classroom to talk about the hierarchy of our government around eleven. Then mostly paperwork and scanning over the results from the festival and yesterday's harvest."

The ramble continues, Gaara filling me in on the different piles of paperwork he has to do. The whole time his hands are present on my chest, massaging them and occasionally stopping to try and yank the blanket off of me again.

"I'm going to a daycare viewing for Yoshiki at eleven. If it goes good he'll stay there until about three I think."

"Daycare?" Gaara mumbles, enjoying his success in making the blanket slide down my shoulders by pressing kisses to them. "We have an in-house nanny. Do you not like her? Should I request applications for a new one?"

"I don't mind Shinki's nanny. She's nice and helpful, but it's good for children to socialize with kids their age. I'm sure Sana would appreciate the four-hour break, even if it's only five days a week. Besides, when I start working again we'll need options for when Sana is on vacation." My ramble is difficult to piece together, almost as difficult as trying to balance the sheet around myself, Gaara's added weight to my body, and trying to wiggle on a bra and a pair of underwear.

"Working?" He asks, his tone confused as he tilts his head up, my shoulder kisses forgotten.

"Yes, working. Yoshiki and I are settled, so it's time for me to start looking for a job," I explain, letting the sheet fall to the ground now that I've managed to slide on some clothes.

"You... no? Absolutely not. Do as you wish with your time, my darling, but you will not be working. The Consort Kazekage, Lady Sabaku, does not work. The lady of our village does not take orders from anyone besides Kage. You do not take orders from anyone besides myself, and you do not even do that."

I stand still in my spot, mouth wide and eyes blinking as I stare at the personification of stupidity. This is the man that knocked me up? I take it back, he's not insanely hot, he's just insane. "What?" I husk out, still trying to wrap my head around Gaara's rant.

"You, my darling, the stars in my sky, will not be working," he mutters, wrapping his arms around my waist. "You can do volunteer work, or pick up a hobby, or start a business if you so wish. My consort will not be working under another."

"What if I want to work?" I push, taking deep breaths to hopefully keep my growing anger under wraps.

"There is no reason to work. You have more than enough money from me working. If you so wish to, I don't agree with it but I will not stop you. I just wish for you to spend your time how you want, not wasting away at a job you do not need to have."

"I have more than enough money?" I ask, snapping my eyes closed and leaning against Gaara, enjoying the feeling of his hands rubbing my stomach.

He hums, pressing kisses along my back. "Everything I have is yours. My money, my resources, my house, my name, my title, it all belongs to you. Everything I am is to be of use to you. I am here to serve you until the second my lungs give way." Damn it. I'm going to give Gaara another baby, aren't I?

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"My Darling!" Gaara chirps, jumping up from his desk and rushing towards me as soon as I open his office door. "You got my note! You are joining me for lunch, yes?" He asks, fingers clinging to my shirt as he holds me.

Earlier today I got a note from Gaara, requesting that I join him for lunch... while I was eating lunch with Yoshiki. "I already ate, Sunshine."

"That is alright, you can join me as I work instead," he says, pulling away from me just to drag me toward his desk. Gaara settles into his chair, a hand still around my wrist as I stand next to him. "I have been working, just so you're aware, but I have done some research."

"Alright," I murmur, shaking his hand off of me.

"I have talked to my brother," Gaara starts his ramble, sorting through the papers on his desk. "He says I might have come off 'a little strong' this morning and that it 'probably doesn't help with the stress I'm putting on you'. He - my brother, Kankuro - and his wife have a situation I would like us to have. Where I work and you enjoy life. They have this thing called an 'escape plan'."

"A what?" I ask, resting myself against his chair, watching as he frantically looks for whatever it is he's searching for.

"An escape plan," Gaara repeats, finding what he was looking for. It's a pocket. "It is a legal agreement. Kankuro called it a 'safety net' to help you be more open to what I wish for us." I slowly blink, watching the man in front of me babble with a smile on his face, shaking the pocket at me. "It is a legal agreement that if either of us ever wants to leave, you and Yoshiki will be taken care of. There are agreements on the amount of money I give you, and for how long, helping you relocate back to the Leaf village, and set you up in a new life until you can handle it on your own. Agreements on Yoshiki and how we'll co-parent too. Well, not in this one because it's Kankuro's copy but that'll be in our agreement."

My hand jumps forward, covering Gaara's mouth so he'll stop talking. I need a second to process what he's saying. "But..." I start, somewhat understanding what he's trying to say. "But you're the leader of the village. You approve and uphold everything."

Gaara gently pulls my hand off his mouth, knotting our fingers together as he presses kisses against my fingers. "I will be contacting Naruto, your home village's Kage. I will have our contract certified in the Leaf village so if it does come to needing to use it, I will not have a say. I will have no influence over it at all. You and our son will be taken care of and I will do everything in my power to make you feel safe."

"Oh..."

"I will give you a copy of Kankuro's agreement so you can look it over. Write your notes, what you like about it, what you don't, what you want to be added and taken away from ours, and whether you even want an escape plan. If you do, as I said, I will contact Naruto and I will have a contract drawn up. I'll have a million contracts drawn up until it's everything you want and need from it. I have also been looking into lawyers. As a couple, we could have one but in this situation, I think it is best that we have individual lawyers. I have also - "

"I'm going to give you head," I cut him off, tugging my hand away from him again.

"My darling, I have already told you - "

"Be quiet," I mutter, shifting his chair backward so there's room for me between his legs.

Gaara watches me, eyes trailing after me as I sink to my knees, positioning myself between his thighs. I shift his robes around, a little annoyed when I'm met with his pants underneath them. What a waste. "Are we having sex?" He asks, fingers skittish as they coat through my hair.

"Yes," I mumble, tugging his pants down before wiggling his boxers down his thighs too. "I'm going to go down on you," I add on, figuring that'll help him put the pieces together.

"Oh? Oh!" His sound starts as a mutter, switching to a moan when my fingers slide over his semi-boner. "This is... this is the head you were referring to?"

"Yes Sunshine," I confirm, tilting my head down to take the tip of his dick into my mouth.

"My darling," he calls, fingers tangled in my hair as I suck on him. I let my spit spill out, sliding down his dick so I can continue sliding my fingers up and down that of his dick that I'm not keeping trapped in my mouth. "We... we are in my office, my darling. Mommy... my dear, we are... office?"

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask, my words muffled by Gaara's tip resting on my lips. "Or I can keep going," I add, letting my tongue poke out, sliding it over his slit as I wait for an answer.

"My darling, Mommy, my dear... I am at work. I am... a... a public pillar. My... my office is open to the public and... This isn't," he cuts himself off with a whine, playing with the ends of my hair.

"Fine, I'll give you head when you get home then," I mutter, starting to climb to my feet.

"Hey, Gaara?" A voice tears through the room, paired with a knock at the door. "I have a letter for you." Panic flickers across Gaara's face as he pushes me back on my knees. "I think it's from the Village Hidden in the Clouds," the voice continues, the door swinging open as I'm shoved under the desk, Gaara trying to situate himself above me.

"That is good," he spills out slowly, his body jerking a bit as I try to situate myself in the crowded space under the desk. "You mind returning in a few minutes?"

"What? Is your baby mama hiding in the closet or something?" The question is followed by a chuckle, giving away who it is; Kankuro.

"Don't call her that. It's degrading," Gaara barks, his hands swishing around under his desk, in search of me. I settle my head on his thigh, his hands eagerly digging into my hair again. I nuzzle my nose against his still-exposed dick, causing his hold to tighten.

"I guess," his older brother murmurs. "Speaking of your... whatever you want to call her, have you talked to her about an exit plan?" A chair screeches along the floor, tipping me off that Kankuro is here to stay for a while.

Might as well have fun with it, I guess. I lift my head, taking an inch or two of Gaara's dick into my mouth again. "Nope!" He yelps, accidentally tugging on my hair. "I... um... she's... looking at a daycare today. Yep."

"Are you good?" Kankuro asks, Gaara rapidly nodding his head in response. I keep my eyes cast up, watching how he reacts as I bob my head. I shift under the desk again, positioning myself on Gaara's boot before I shift more of him down my throat. "Why is she checking out daycares? Did she fire the nanny?"

"No, the nanny is still... nanny-ing? She just... um... sorry, I'm... stressed." Gaara's eyes are blinking like crazy, jaw locking and unlocking as he tries to keep his wits about him. I move myself against his shoe, rubbing my clit through my pants in time with his dick sliding down my throat.

"I get that, Gaar. You're dealing with a lot. If I'm being honest, I thought you made the girl up."

"Why?" He mutters, head tilting to the side so he can glance down at me. When Gaara figures out what I'm doing, his cheeks go pink.

"No offense, actually, all offense, you're a little... mhm... and she's a... she's... well, a MILF," Kankuro mutters, chuckling at his joke.

Gaara nods his head, cheeks going darker as he watches me undo my pants, wiggle them, and my panties down to my thighs. "What's a MILF?" He mutters, eyes glancing up at his brother.

As Kankuro explains what a MILF is, I carefully switch myself around under the desk, reminding myself how inflexible I am as I position myself. "That's... that's... don't... leave my future wife alone," Gaara mutters, his hands digging into my hips as I carefully line myself up.

His brother chuckles again, this one coming out like a cackle more than a chuckle. "I have no interest in sleeping with your... person, Gaar. I'm just saying she's hot... and good for you. I've never seen you so happy."

"Yep, super happy," another mumble comes, a 'hmph' spilling out when I inch backward. He shifts a bit, sitting up straight on the edge of his chair to make it a tad easier for me. Only about half of Gaara's cock is pressed into me, the position and aches already forming in my joints placing this position low on the list. "The mother of my children... she's... perfect? I think that's what it is... and... and I'm going to marry her and we... I want a daughter. I think. Yes, a daughter."

"Oh, ya?" Kankuro asks, a smile in his tone. "If you have a daughter, I'm a bit worried you'd become a hovering parent."

"Ya?" Gaara's nails dig into my skin, threatening to leave scratches on me as I slowly rock my hips to and fro.

"Ya, definitely. That little girl wouldn't fear shit but everyone would fear her because of her father and big brothers."

"Probably. Leave. My... my darling is joining me for lunch, so... see yourself out."

Another round of laughter spills from Kankuro, his chair squeaking again as he stands. "As you wish, my lord. Tell her hi for me," Gaara's brother teases, his footsteps filling the room before the door echoes through the room.

Once the door is closed, Gaara's arms shoot down, wrapping around my waist and lifting me. He settles me on his desk, his paperwork digging into my stomach, and his hands balling up some of the sheets. "You are... we can't... Darling?"

Gaara's face picks up, slamming all of his dick into me now that we're in a better position. "Sunshine?" I call back, tilting my head back to look at him. He's huffing for air, cheeks shaded dark, and eyes wide as he ruts into me. Desperation to finish swims through his face, a leftover effect from the tension this morning.

"I want... I want to give you... another... another baby. Please? Pretty please?"

"We can't have another babe right now, Gaara."

"Soon? Please?" He whines, arms wrapping around my waist, tugging me down as his thrusts start stumbling.

"Soon, Sunshine," I mutter, tugging his arms off of me.

"Mommy," he almost cries, pulling at my shirt as I sink to my knees again. "You can't just... you said... okay." The last word is drawn out, Gaara's voice jagged because of me taking him down my throat again. I bob my head two or three times before his cum is shot down my throat. I sink further, gagging from the depth as his seamen spills into my stomach. "Mommy? Darling? Mommy? My Dear?" Whines for me spill from him on repeat.

I move slowly once I'm sure he's done, taking my time inching his dick out of my throat. Gaara's dick is still twitching when I pull off of him, threatening to spill after shots as he tries to catch his breath. "We cannot..." he mutters, fingers coating through my hair as his chest pumps for air. "Not in my office again."

"Why not? I thought it was fun," I tease, gently sliding my tongue over his cock again, licking up the mess left on it. "You said to do what I wish with my time. Maybe I wish to sit under your desk all day and have you empty your balls down my throat."

"Will you... Will you not work then?" He mutters, dick still twitching and already starting to get hard again. I hum a yes, sliding my tongue over his slit. "Fine. Fine, fine, fine," Gaara spills out, his sensitivity shining through. "Just... just stop that. It's starting to hurt."

"Okay, Sunshine," I say, a smile tugging on my lips. "Do you still want to go get lunch? I could use some water and a snack," I ask, crawling to my feet.

"Please?"

"Alright, Sunshine. Let's go get lunch."

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moonbeam-writing · 1 year

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♡ Day Two: Sleep Aid ♡

❥ Characters: Gaara Sabaku (Naruto)

❥ Contains: Brief mentions of death; Fluff; Gaara being stubborn; Use of/Allusion to They/Them pronouns; SFW

❥ Quick Note: I'm literally so bad at endings, I am so sorry, haha.

❥ Word Count: 775

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The last few days had been enough to make the term "emotional rollercoaster" an understatement.

In that short amount of time, (Y/N) had lost the love of their life to Akatsuki members, watched as one of their best friends almost died, and saw someone sacrifice themselves to bring the love of their life back. In short, (Y/N) was exhausted. And if they were exhausted, (Y/N) knew that Gaara was, too. Now with Shukaku not being in his body, Gaara could sleep and finally get the rest he so deeply deserved. Though just because he could, did that mean that he would?

Gaara was, undoubtedly, the most stubborn person (Y/N) had ever met. Even after his outlook on life and the lives of others changed, Gaara still held on to the need to feel in control, specifically of himself. Sleep was going to be one of Gaara's biggest adjustments, aside from how quiet his head was, and (Y/N) was determined to help him.

"Lord Kazekage, can I come in?" (Y/N) gently knocked on the door, looking out one of the windows at the darkening sky. After hearing a muffled 'yes,' (Y/N) stepped into Gaara's office, immediately dropping any formality they previously had. "Hi, Gaara." They smiled, stepping further into his office.

"Hello, (Y/N)." By some stroke of luck, Gaara looked up at them from his paperwork and leaned back in his chair. (Y/N) quietly walked closer to his desk, looking him over in the process. He looked just as exhausted as he had since he came home. "What are you doing here? It's late."

"Oh, so you acknowledge that it's late?" They teased, though he didn't acknowledge it. "Come on, you're done working for the night."

Gaara continued to look at (Y/N) with a blank stare as they leaned their hands against his desk, leaning towards him. "You know I can't do that. I have work to catch up on." Despite knowing and wanting to get caught up, Gaara let a sigh slip through his nose, leaning further against his chair. "You don't though. You should get home."

"Actually, you're wrong!" Gaara raised a nonexistent eyebrow at (Y/N) as they rounded the desk, creeping further into his space. He might not be vulnerable enough to say it out loud, but Gaara was happy to see (Y/N) and to have them so close. "I still have a job to do, and that job is to take you home so you can rest." Gaara's mouth opened, prepared to protest when (Y/N) quickly shook their head. "Nope, none of that! Come on," (Y/N) held out their hand to him, "pretty please?"

(Y/N) and Gaara sat there quietly looking at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. Gaara was still pressed against his chair, teal eyes looking up at the person in front of him. (Y/N)'s eyes were looking at the Kazekage expectantly, a smile on their lips and their right palm facing up, just waiting for him to take their hand. At this point, (Y/N) would even settle for Gaara just lying down. They'd prefer if he slept a little, but they would take what they could get.

(Y/N) frowned. "Gaara, seriously. I'm worried about you. You can't spend all 24 hours working anymore. I know it's gonna be hard, but you can sleep now. Hell, you should already be resting considering you're still recovering." (Y/N) took their outstretched hand and carefully grabbed one of Gaara's. "You don't even have to sleep, and I'll do all the work for you, and we don't even need to leave your office– just, please." (Y/N) looked at the hand they were holding, hating how desperate they probably sounded, but they decided that it was worth it if they got their point across.

Feeling a small squeeze against their hand, (Y/N)'s eyes looked back to Gaara's. "Okay."

(Y/N)'s eyes widened when they registered his words, their previously held grin coming back. "Yay! Thank you, Gaara!" He nodded at them, letting them "lead" him to the couch in his office that had never served a purpose before. As soon as he sat down, one of (Y/N)'s arms went around his shoulder, their hand pulling Gaara into them, acting as a pillow.

Neither of them shared their thoughts, but they were both shocked at (Y/N)'s lack of hesitation. Despite that shock, neither of them complained, choosing to enjoy the quiet of the room, both pairs of eyes growing heavier by the second.

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skyahri · 1 month

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I'll Take You In |Naruto Men X Reader| HC

Characters: Kakashi Hatake, Sasuke Uchiha, Shikamaru Nara, Naruto Uzumaki, and Gaara

Summary: They bring home a baby.

Warnings: Implications of child abandonment.

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Kakashi Hatake

It was late at night, and he'd just returned home from a mission.

You immediately noticed the little bundle in his arms. Without a second thought, you'd plucked the little one out of his arms and made your way to the couch for cuddles.

"Who's this?"

He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck and took the spot next to you.

"A little girl we found alone in the woods on the way back. No one in the area claimed her, so we brought her back here."

"She's beautiful."

"I offered to take her in."

You were shocked by that. Kakashi had never shown any interest in kids, so for him to offer to take one in was unexpected.

"I know, I should've talked to you first, I just," he sighed, "I got kind of attached."

You shook your head at him, worried he'd taken your shock as disappointment.

"I get why. She definitely fits the baby sized hole I've suddenly acquired in my heart."

The next morning, you'd taken the little girl to Sakura for a checkup and to the records hall for a birth certificate.

Meanwhile, Kakashi had recruited a Gai to assist him with the nursery.

By end of day, you had a fully built and stocked bedroom for your daughter.

It hadn't even been 24 hours, and yet you'd already perfectly filled out as a family.

Sasuke Uchiha

You'd just returned home from grocery shopping when you found Sasuke and Kakashi talking in the living room.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until Sasuke turned around holding a baby.

You dropped the bags in your hand and immediately made your way over to them.

"Who's the cutie?"

You combed your fingers through the baby's hair and fought the urge to kiss their face.

"Naruto and I found him in the woods on the way back from Suna. We asked around, but no one seemed to be missing a baby."

Sasuke passed the baby to you, knowing you would most definitely want to cuddle.

He made eye contact with Kakashi, a silent way of telling him to leave. He did without protest, knowing exactly why he was no longer welcome.

"I actually wanted to discuss something with you."

You hummed, too busy playing peekaboo to pay your husband any mind.

"I would like to... keep the baby."

Your eyes snapped up at him. Who was this and where was your husband?

"You want to keep a random baby you found?"

He blushed, not really liking the forwardness of your words.

"He's a good baby. He'd make a great addition to the clan."

You didn't need any further convincing. You loved kids and wanted plenty of them. This would just be a head start of sorts.

You hugged and kissed Sasuke, thankful you had a wonderful husband.

Shikamaru Nara

Oh boy.

When Shikamaru came home with a baby, you knew something was up.

He never volunteered for work, so you knew something unfortunate had to have happened.

You'd made your way over to him to see the baby, but stopped when you didn't recognize them.

Sakura and Hinata had recently had their babies, so you expected it'd be one of them, but no. This baby didn't look like anyone you knew.

"They found her in one of Orochimaru's old hideouts. Sakura checked her out, and she seems okay, but..."

"But?"

"She needs a home."

You nodded. Obviously, she needed a home. Then it dawned on you.

"You want us to keep her?"

He nodded and looked away.

You smiled.

"She must be something special if you wanna take her in."

"Kakashi asked me specifically, and I don't know, there's just something about her..."

You stopped him before he started talking himself into a hole. You understood, and were more than happy to bring the little one into your family.

Naruto Uzumaki

When Sakura told you that your husbands had found a baby on their way home from Suna, you weren't very surprised that Naruto had come home with them.

He looked a bit sheepish, like a kid who got caught by his mom.

Neither of you had to say anything. You already knew what he was going to ask, and he already knew that you knew.

"Look, I know what the orphanage is like, and he's so little, and-"

"It's okay, Naruto. I understand."

He felt a flood of relief wash through him.

"So we can keep him?"

You laughed and took the baby from him.

He really was so little, probably less than a week old. You felt a sense of obligation, not just because of Naruto. It felt like that baby was supposed to be yours.

"Yeah, I think I'd like to take him in."

Gaara

Since he had taken over the role of Kazekage, the sand village had been striving. Poverty was at an all time low, shinobi had higher success rates due to higher moral, and the economy had been booming.

The orphanage had, thankfully, been empty for quite some time, so when a baby was suddenly in need of a home, they came to him first.

He thought about reopening the orphanage for this one child, but he had a better idea.

Which is why he had come home from his regular work day with a baby.

To say you were shocked would be an understatement. You never imagined Gaara would be the one to bring home a child, that was much more yout Forte.

"I should have discussed this with you prior. I can always make alternate arrangements if you-"

You shut him up instantly.

This baby was now yours. A little girl, a daughter, just as you had always imagined.

"She's perfect."

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animexts · 3 months

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May I have that Gaara with "you're not ok, stop lying", please? Thank you!!

SORRY IT TAKES LONG TO DO THIS! 😫😭😭

I hope you like this, Gaara is my favorite boy and I love him. 💞

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Prompt 53: "You're not okay, stop lying."

Pairing: Gaara X Reader

Gaara watches his fiancée move the food in front of him with her head resting on her hand and sighs.

"Do you want to tell me what happened or...?" Gaara is new to this whole feelings thing, but he's doing his best to be a good boyfriend, soon to be husband.

Y/n raises her head and looks at him quickly and then looks away.

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

He knew her, Gaara knew that that smile was forced and that there was something going on, did he... Did he do something?

"Did I do something? I'm sorry if I did." Gaara says, starting to feel anxious.

"You didn't do anything love, I promise." Y/n says taking Gaara's hand that is on the table.

"So... It's the wedding? Do you... Think we're moving too fast?"

Gaara feels like the happiest man in the world to be engaged to Y/n, she is his first and will be his last love, but he would hate himself If there was pressure on her to do something she wasn't ready for yet.

"Gaara, I'm more than happy to marry you, I already told you, I'm fine."

"You're not okay, stop lying." He says a little more firmly this time.

Gaara has known Y/n since they were little and knows how stubborn this woman is, after all, she has always been alone, but now he wanted to show her that she has him for everything.

"Please, I...I know that you were always alone, I also know I'm not the best guy when it comes to feelings, but I'm here for you, let me in darling." Gaara says smiling and caressing the back of Y/n's hand with his thumb.

"I don't know what's going on, I just... I don't feel like doing anything Gaara, what's wrong with me?" She says with a choked voice and Gaara would just like to take away all this pain she's feeling.

Gaara gets up and goes to Y/n's chair, bending down to be at eye level with her.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with you my love, you're still the incredible woman I fell in love with, and I continue to fall in love with every day, the woman who always gives me strength, The woman who makes me want to be better every day." Gaara says, and approaches slowly kissing his fiancée's cheek.

"These days of anguish are temporary, this feeling is temporary, I promise you, Let's beat this together."

"I won't leave you for anything in this world, my dear wife." Gaara says placing kisses all over Y/n's face.

"We're not married yet, my love." She says, taking his face with both hands, and giving him a little kiss on the mouth.

"But my heart It's been yours for a long time, you know?"

"How much time?" She asks, smiling softly and he lets out a chuckle.

If she knew.

"My heart was made for you."

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#gaara imagines #gaara headcanons #kazekage gaara #gaara x reader #gaara x you #sabaku no gaara #shikamaru nara #naruto fanfic #naruto x reader #naruto fanfiction #naruto shippuuden #naruto imagines

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pfpanimes · 1 month

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⌕ naruto - gaara.

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crusty-chronicles · 7 months

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Airheaded S/O Headcannons #13: Gaara (Naruto)

Legitimately hates you when you first meet

Which to be fair, he kinda hated everyone during the Chuunin Exams

But something about you amplified that hatred

Maybe it was the fact you always had a dopey smile on your face

Maybe it was how you won your match against the sound ninja by stumbling around (literally tripping or looking around last second so their attack barley missed you)

Or maybe, just maybe it was because you were so nice to him.

Didn't you have a clue what he was?

What he was capable of?

All the horrible things he was planning on doing to one of your peers? (That Uchiha kid really did get on his nerves.)

It was truly disgusting, that smile of yours filled with so much warmth.

Then you'd volunteered to be his opponent when Sasuke was late. Your own opponent he'd killed the night before.

"Why don't we fight each other since the people we're supposed to fight are missing? It's better than sitting here and doing nothing."

And it was the audacity of you to address him so formally that made him agree.

He was going to enjoy defeating you. Finally shut you up once and for all.

But when the fight started, something about your demeanor changed.

It was more focused, your chakra somehow stronger.

There was no longer a fool in front of him.

And when the match started, he once again found himself on the offense.

Sand barely able to protect him against your speed. It was like he was fighting Rock Lee all over again

And that made him mad.

So mad that he became more aggressive with his attacks.

You now the one being pushed back.

It would have been evenly matched. Key word: would've.

But like the fool you were, you mis-stepped and took a direct hit from his sand.

The granules wrapping around you and preparing to crush you into nothing.

But before he could put you down for good, you extended your arm out.

"I surrender." And that bright smile was back.

"That was a good match. It truly was an honor to fight you, Gaara."

He stopped his attack immediately out of sheer confusion.

You were the enemy.

He was supposed to help destroy your village

Yet here you were treating him like he was more than that.

Like he wasn't just a monster.

You called fighting him an 'honor'. Something you enjoyed rather than being a nuisance like he thought.

What was wrong with you

Gaara thought a lot about that day.

How he almost destroyed the Leaf

How Naruto had completely changed his perspective on life.

But more often than not, he thought about you.

And when he finally got to see you again during Rock Lee's battle with Kimimaro, the first thing he did was apologize.

"It's a pleasure to be meeting you again. I'd like to apologize for my behavior during the Chuunin Exams, especially towards you."

The way your face lit up had his own reddening.

"Thank you! And it's nice to see you're doing better."

He realizes he's actually grown fond of your dopey smile.

Because of Gaara's soft spot for you, you're constantly doing runs for the Hokage to the Sand Village

It's mostly to keep relations peaceful between the villages, Gaara being the new Kazekage and all.

But you don't have a clue. You just think you get a free trip to see your friend 🥺🥺🥺

It's during your time there that Gaara really notices your lack of brain.

No, you can't put a smiley face as a signature on important documents.

Please stop jumping from tall heights so his sand will catch you. He can only control it so much.

You cannot be lost at a time like this. You were just behind him five minutes ago????

He practically follows you around like a lost puppy so you don't get hurt.

That means being your personal escort between villages.

Even though he knows you're more than capable of protecting yourself.

He just can't risk something happening to you.

You're too precious. (Being one of his first friends alongside Naruto.)

After confiding in Kankuro once, it's then he's told all warmth he feels from being near you is love.

Something he never thought he'd ever experience.

Something he was told he never deserved.

And he figures you must like him too with how adamant you are to stay by his side, right?

Maybe not

He doesn't exactly know how these things work.

Courting you is a process he is extremely unfamiliar with.

Tries to ask for help from his siblings

Kankuro suggests buying you gifts and 'flirting'

Tamari suggests he just outright tell you his feelings.

Both prove to be a trial-and-error process.

You're thankful for the little things he gives you, but your face doesn't redden as his does with you.

He tells you he likes your eyes only for it to turn back to him when you tell him he has a kind heart.

How is he to top that?

Tries Tamari's method and just feels more defeated.

"I enjoy the time you spend here with me."

"I like being here with you two 😃"

"I should rephrase. I like you."

"Me too. I'm so glad we're friends!"

He decides to go about it his own way and maybe, just maybe you'll return his feelings.

"Do you remember how I was back then?" He asked as the both of you sat atop a building. The sun just beginning to set.

"Yup. You were a little mean at the Chuunin Exams. I thought you were gonna kill me for a second."

And that makes him panic for a second because if you thought that back then, there was no way you'd return his feelings. But he pushed on. No use going back now.

"There's a reason for that. When I was a child, I was told I was undeserving of love. That I was brought into this world hated. My only purpose was to live for myself, everybody else wanted me to die."

He was stunned when you placed your hand on his.

"You are deserving of love and happiness. I love you, you know?"

He was not expecting this turn of events. He planned of finishing his rant with 'Now I have plenty to live for. You are one of those reasons.'

Not for you to outright say you loved him

It was so unexpected that he didn't realize he started crying until you fussed over him.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry!!! Please don't be sad!!!"

And he has to reassure you they're tears of happiness. That right now he was the most content he's ever been.

Because of your smooth brain, you ask him how he can be happy when he's crying.

He ends up pulling you into a kiss and that's where the dots connect for you.

Gaara has the biggest soft spot for you. It only makes sense that everything he calls you is with all the love he has.

Love, sweetheart, honey, dear, precious, my heart.

Not ashamed to call you all those things in public like some of the other candidates in this series.

Surprisingly, Gaara doesn't get jealous. He's very secure in his ability to make you happy and about your feelings for him. He doesn't doubt that for a second.

However, if you're gone too long on a mission, he might get a little insecure. The feeling is quickly gone as soon as you get back.

He is completely enamored with you and your heart. Your empty head is a quirk he's also learned to enjoy.

MASTERLIST

An: The final chapter to our main Airhead Stronk S/O series. That doesn't mean the series is officially over!!!! I'll be doing bonus chapters via requests or characters I think deserve love. They're probably gonna take a while tho so I can focus on finishing my Moon and Sun series. THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT

#gaara x reader #gaara x y/n #naruto x reader #naruto x y/n #sabaku no gaara #naruto shippuden #x reader #x y/n #airhead s/o #stronk s/o

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obitos-whore · 8 months

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Relationship headcanons for Gaara

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Since Gaara isn't used to so much affection and basically has no idea how to act in a romantic relationship, you will have to take the lead and gently teach him

Severely touch-starved, but too shy to ask for it

Once he got used to it, he will take any opportunity to touch you, whether it be holding hands, or just brushing against your leg with his

Being the Kazekage means that he can't spend as much time with you as he'd like to, which is why he will do literally anything to make it up to you

Will happily tag along if you're going grocery shopping and, being the gentleman he is, will insist on carrying all the bags for you

Just like any couple, even you two get into arguments from time to time. But Gaara will never raise his voice against you and instead will just walk away and give you, and himself, some space and time to calm down first

Since he's usually the one to get up first, Gaara will make you breakfast and leave you cute little notes and a small bouquet of your favourite flowers

Very attentive and always eager to tend to your needs

He often struggles with himself and thinks that he's not good enough for you and will need reassurance

Will get anxious as hell whenever you're on a mission

His love language are acts of service, and therefore he loves to spoil you

Lots of forehead kisses and hand holding

Loves resting his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat

Gaara values his privacy and prefers stay at home dates, but will take you out to fancy restaurants if that's what you like

Will somehow fall in love with you even more if you show interest in his hobbies

Very protective of you and, due to his insecurities, gets jealous quite easily

Will blush like crazy if you call him "Cute" or "Handsome"

Doesn't like to brag, but will definitely introduce you to others as his s/o with a proud smirk

#Gaara is my babygirl <3 #gaara #sabaku no gaara #gaara of the desert #gaara of the sand #gaara headcanons #naruto #naruto headcanons #naruto shippuuden #gaara relationship headcanons #gaara x reader #gaara imagines #gaara x you #my writing

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sur-i-ki · 2 months

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⇝ 𝘎𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴

⇝ 𝘎𝘢𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Birth order is what determines power. Growing up as the youngest, he’s always seen this. His father attempted to implement it as well. However, Temari is as swift as she is terrifying, and she’d nourished love between the siblings after years of wariness.

Somewhere along the line, Gaara now is the crown prince for his kingdom. With how reluctant he was with public showings with his family, he had no reputation.

Well, no reputation as Crown Prince Gaara. Shukaku is another story.

Gaara’s eyes fall shut as the carriage ambles down to the main road.

Shukaku was born out of desperation. He was born out of hurried, quite steps to the soldiers barrack for a horse and a cape. He was late nights down in the heart of town. He’d give out money and teach children in the courtyard under the moonlight.

He was also the one who met you, two years ago, hungry beyond belief. He was glances to the display windows as you closed shop. He was the one who you looked up to as you handed him a croissant.

“Eat”

Gaara thinks it was your eyes and your smell. Innocent beyond belief and a smell that wrapped around him and was home.

He was so smitten in that first meeting, that he soon came down everyday to meet you. He was calming nights with his arms around you, kisses stolen as you mixed batters and kneaded dough, flustered looks as you hoisted flour bags up and down.

It was also a confession. You’d seen his tattoo, the one only known to the prince of the kingdom. He’d explained through sobs and a fear of you leaving but you only gripped him harder.

He’d expected shouting and anger. He got sympathy and compassion.

Two years later, and you’re still with him. Today, he’ll meet you at an inspection. You’d been nominated to represent the bakers district, and told him much when he meet you a week before. A few words from him to Temari, something about showing care for his people to help his reputation, and here he was, heading to your tiny bakery.

The bell rings as he opens the door, the smell a familiar scent. Around him, the officers and officials take a double take, eyes brightening and wandering to the display case. Gaara smiles.

“Hello,” you say, walking out the back holding a bowl of dough, your sleeves rolled up.

Gaara feels himself blush, your confidence and unwavering gaze falling on him. You set the bowl down on the counter, bowing to him.

“My prince.”

Your voice is going to be his downfall. He knows you don’t mean it, but your voice does something to him, and he’s fighting to keep his composure. You both had decided to keep the relationship a secret, but you’re making it difficult for him.

Gaara moves to the back of the group as you begin the demonstration. You push your sleeves back up higher, and he has this impulsive need to squeal. He opts to cough into his hand instead.

This keeps happening, over and over until he’s sure that his face matches his hair. The way you talk through the whole thing, grunting slightly here and there, and the flush to your skin from the physical work has him banishing his thoughts to the darkest corners of his mind.

Finally, as people crowd the countertops and tables to sit down and eat your delicacies, he announces in a loud voice:

“I’ll be heading in the back to inspect the conditions. Stay here and prepare a batch for me to take back to the palace,” turning to you, his faced wiped of all emotions, he gestures to you, “Please, lead the way.”

The minute he is out of sight from the others, he grabs you and kisses you, hard.

You laugh quietly against his lips, “Well, my prince,” his lips are on your neck and he can feel your voice, “Do you know, you look very dashing in these clothes. I almost messed up, on quite a few occasions.”

He chuckles against your skin, “I almost broke character there.”

You both spend a few moments together before he hears his men start shuffling around. Your voice breaks through his thoughts.

“However, I do have to say, when you looked at me outside, you looked as if you wanted to devour me.”

His noses against you cheek, leaning down to give you a final hug.

“I will. Keep the door unlocked tonight.”

And with those words, he goes out, grabbing the bag and thanking you as he leaves. There’s a new flush to your skin.

“Go to the palace, fast.” He orders as he settles into the carriage once more.

He has a meeting to prepare for.

@jone3y

⇝ 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥! 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

#naruto #naruto shippuden #suriki writes #drabbles #gaara x reader #gaara one shot #gaara sabakuno #fluff #sand siblings #sabaku no gaara #X reader #male reader #nb reader #naruto x reader #naruto fanfiction #suriki

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nakunakunomi · 8 months

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This drabble is part of my summer celebration collection! Prompt: Flowers Characters featured: Gaara (Naruto), 2nd person GN Reader Requested by: @silenceofthecookies [a/n]: soft Gaara? soft Gaara.

Gaara is a busy man. You knew when you got together with him, and it hadn’t really changed. He takes his job as a kage very seriously, and you admire all the hard work he puts in. But sometimes you wished that you could get a little more attention from him, that you could spend just a little more time together.

But you never brought it up, because you knew how hard he tried, and you knew how much he loved you. You couldn’t get your selfish wish past your lips, because you loved him so much and you knew he’d bend over backwards to give you what you wanted, only to chip away at himself even more in the process. And that was the last thing you wanted.

So you tried to help out instead. You brought meals to his office, sat with him on late nights, even if it was just reading a book on a couch nearby. You helped wherever you could with the paperwork -although that took quite a lot of convincing-. You made sure the house was always a home for him to be happy to come home to. And you never even mentioned your extra efforts once.

But they didn’t go unnoticed. One day you come home from grocery shopping to find a huge bouquet waiting for you at the dinner table. Your initial worry -who got inside the house? Gaara is working- makes way for all warm fuzzy feeling when you notice the redhead sitting on the couch, smiling, waiting for you to come home.

“Gaara, I thought you were wo-” He interrupts gently, taking you by your hands and pulling you closer to him. “Not today. You have been doing so much to ease my burdens, and never once asked anything in return. So please, allow me to properly thank you today.”

#gaara x reader #naruto #naruto gaara x reader #sabaku no gaara #sabaku no gaara x reader #naruto imagine #reader insert #queeu #flowers #summer #fluff #romance #quiet #short writing d #drabble #2nd person POV #gn reader

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13as07 · 1 month

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Spitting Image #5

(Gaara Sabaku)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to o3_kurisutarogubo]

Requested by: Myself

Word Count: 3,599

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Gets heated toward the end :)

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It feels like there are millions of eyes on me as I cut up Yoshiki's fruit to have with his breakfast. The three chefs of the kitchen along with my handmaid - Gou - all look at me like I've grown a second head. I've grown used to the looks over the past week. Apparently, no one in the palace ever does anything for themselves, besides me, I guess.

"Darling?" Gaara calls again, pulling another annoyed sigh from me. "My darling, please acknowledge me."

"What is it that you need?" I grumble, continuing to chop up the fruit. Things were going well between us. Gaara was succeeding at giving me space and every night this week he has crawled into my bed to cuddle for a while... then this morning when he came to greet Yosh he asked me what season I'd like to have the wedding. Talk about knocking us back to square one.

"I wish to apologize."

"What?" I asked, snapping my head towards him in a bit of disbelief.

"I have been reading about relationships. It seems that my constant conversation about marriage is making you feel trapped, that is not what I'm trying to do. So, I would like to apologize."

"Uh - okay?" I mutter, quickly blinking at the ginger standing next to me.

"I am sorry for making you feel trapped. I would like you to know that you are free to come and go as you wish. You are free to do as you wish..."

"But?" I ask, Gaara's gaping mouth and his flickery eyes giving away to the add-on he's struggling with.

"But, my darling, with me being the Kazekage and us being... there are dangers to Yoshiki and you all over the Great Nations, including our nation and... I don't want you upset but I would like a guard to join you when you go out if Shinki and me are not coming along with you. I'm sorr - "

"That's understandable," I cut him off, swiping the cut fruit off the cutting board and plumping it into a bowl. "I don't know anything about the village so even if a threat did rise I wouldn't have any chance, so that's not an unreasonable request."

"Oh," he whispers, slowly blinking at me as the gears in his head shift. "I am glad that we agree."

"Me too."

Gaara stays put, the two of us watching as Yosh eats his scrambled egg and diced fruit. "Gaara?" I call after a couple of minutes.

"My darling?"

"I should apologize too," I murmur, turning my focus towards him.

"What do you have to apologize for, my dear?"

"I'm sorry I tried to hit you last week. I shouldn't take my anger out on you in the first place and I really shouldn't take it out on you like that. I'm sorry for making things difficult for you too. I wish I was ready to get married but... I'm just not there yet."

"It's alright, darling. When you are ready, I will be here waiting," Gaara mutters, face scrunched up as his hand slowly moves forward. It lands on top of my head, softly patting me as his face unscrunches. "I would like to take you on a date tonight. I would also like to buy you a new outfit for our date but Shinki thinks you'll just buy it for yourself, so I already did. If you do not like it, I shall return it and find you something else."

With that, Gaara kisses the top of Yoshiki's head before turning on his heels and disappearing from the kitchen.

My eyes flicker back to our son who's having the time of his life squishing his egg into the plate of his high chair. "Yosh," I call, his head picking up and a huge smile crossing his face once he realizes I'm the one who called him. "Papa is going to take me on a date tonight. What do you think of that?"

"Baabaa," his voice rings out, trying to say 'papa' like his older brother does.

"Yes, Papa. Who am I? Am I mama?"

"Baabaa," he repeats, smashing his fork into his dismembered egg.

I smile at my boy, enjoying the sweet moment we're sharing. Gaara's talk of the future might terrify me but I can't wait to see the man our son will grow into.

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The yukata got me is beautiful and probably worth a pretty penny. Gou is tucked behind me, pinning the white material stamped with red flowers to my body. "Gou?"

"Yes, my last?"

"How much do you think my yukata cost?"

"I think Lord Fifth paid eighty-two hundred yen for it, I'm not sure though," she mumbles around the pins in her mouth.

"Oh," I mutter, looking over the outfit in the body mirror again. Gou has dolled me up and, my hair done with a matching pin through my locks. "Where's Gaara taking me?"

"I am not allowed to tell you, my lady. Direct orders from the Kazekage."

"Has Kankuro shown up yet?"

"Yes, my lady. Please stop worrying about Yoshiki and Shinki. They will be safe and cared for while you're out."

"I can't do that," I mumble to myself, shifting when Gou accidentally likes me with a pin. I'd rather Kankuro watch the boys than anyone else in the village, but I'm still not too fond of the idea. I know Kankuro even less than I know Temari, and I was overly anxious about leaving my son with her.

"What can't you do, my darling?" Gaara's voice rings out before his hands settle on my hips. They flutter a bit like he can't decide whether it's a good idea to be touching me or not.

"Calm down," I mutter, settling my hands on top of his, keeping them in place. My eyes scan over his image in the mirror, taking in the matching yukata he's wearing.

"Why can't you calm down?" Gaara asks, eyes flickering between us in the mirror and the wall of my bedroom.

"I'm just nervous about leaving the boys home with your brother."

"Do not take up your mind with worries. Kankuro would do anything for his nephews," he murmurs, trying a squeeze to my hips. When I don't tell him to stop, he squeezes me again... and again. "You look very nice, my dear. Are you ready to go?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," I murmur, slowly pulling away from his touch. His face scrunches from my movements, what I think is sadness covering his face. "Where are you taking me?"

"Tonight is the first day of the Prickly Pear harvest. A festival goes on every night of the harvest. We are going there, and then we will watch the stars as we wait for the fireworks."

"Prickly pear?" I ask, a giggle slipping out. What a weird name for a crop.

"Yes. They are pears that grow on a cactus. They have the same spikes as a cactus does, hence prickly pear."

I hum in amusement, making my way out of the room with Gaara in tow. "I've never had a prickly pear."

"We shall get you a prickly pear then," he mumbles, making me laugh again. 'Prickly pear' is a weird thing to hear Gaara say. "Come here, my dear. You are too far away from me," he grumbles, stepping forward quicker before his arm wraps around mine. "You need to stay close so you do not get hurt or lost during the festival."

"Is that the only reason?" I tease, tightening my arm around his as I shift closer to his side.

His eyes flicker to me before settling on our looped arms. "... yes," he whispers, head back on straight as he leads me down the hallway. "Perhaps not," he adds on, cheeks coated in a pale pink.

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Gaara's eyes are locked on me as I enjoy the Prickly Pear Icy he bought me. It's not as exciting as I thought it would be. It tastes like a musk melon. "Do you like your treat?"

"It's good," I mumble around the popsicle. "I like the meat stuff on the stick you got me more though."

"Would you like more? We can go back to the booth," he rambles, head spinning as he looks for the meat-on-a-stick booth we were at a few moments ago.

"No, I'm good," I tell him, using the arm still looped through his to pull him closer. The attempt to calm Gaara works, he - mostly - settles down again. His eyes are still as sharp as a hawk, scanning the festivalgoers for any possible threats. "So, I don't know about you sandfolk, but in the Leaf, there's usual games and such to play too. Do you guys have that here?"

"Of course, what kind of festival would it be if we did not have games?" He grumbles, eyes flickering around the people that shift out of the way as we walk. "Is there a game you have in mind?"

"I don't remember what it's called, but you have these paper paddles and you try to catch a fish with them. If you win you get to take the fish home."

"Kingyo Suku."

"What?"

"The game you are speaking of, it's called Kingyo Suku," Gaara explains before he lets out a soft sigh. "One moment dear," he groans, tugging me in front of him before his hands settle on my hips. The man-handling and added weight to my hips make my chest - and a little more than that - flutter. "Hello Matsuri," He greets the person bee-lining for us.

"My lord," the girl greets back, bowing her head quickly before straightening up again. "And...?"

"This is... she's my... this is consort Kazekage," Gaara finally pushes out, stumbling over his words a bit.

The girl's eyes widen a bit, her smile wavering as she focuses on her village leader. "I didn't know you were married, Lord Fifth."

"I'm... not," he mutters, using his hold on me to pull me against him. "She is... what is it that I can help you with, Matsuri?"

"Oh! The word around the village is that you have a second son now," the girl's eyes flutter to me once the sentence is out, her jaw locking a bit before she turns back towards Gaara. "I was hoping to meet him."

"I do, yes. He is not here with us. I am hoping to introduce him to the village on the last night of the festival. I wouldn't want to take the light away from the village farmers today, and I still need to talk to his mother about her thoughts on it," He answers, his hands jumping up to my arms when he says the word 'mother'. "Soon enough my son will be officially announced, as will his mother, so do not worry."

"Oh great," the lady says, eyes stuck on me now. "What a... joy for the village. A new prince and our Kazekage has picked his consort."

"It is quite the joy, yes. Now please excuse us, I promised my consort a festival game." With that, the woman bows again and Gaara quickly shifts us away from her. "My apologies, darling," he mutters once we're out of her earshot, sliding his arm back around mine.

"What's a consort?" I ask, letting my eyes trail over the lanterns strung around the booths as I replay the interaction we just had. The girl was jealous of me, right? That's what that whole thing was, right? Or am I just reading into it? I think I'm reading into the situation too much.

"It is the royal title of the monarch's... partner. Usually a wife, but you have made it clear you are not ready for that, so you shall be introduced to the village as my consort instead of my wife." Gaara nods his head in agreement with himself, another one of his ticks that I don't quite understand.

"What's the deal with the girl that was talking to you?"

"She was one of my students."

"I think your student has a crush on you."

He falls still, eyes sharp and locked on me. "Does that upset you? Do I need to fix it? How would I go about fixing an issue such as this?" Gaara races out, his sight more intense the longer he talks. "I do not wish for Matsuri to have a crush on me, I wish for you to have a crush on me. My darling - "

I jump up a bit, plopping a kiss on his cheek before falling flat on my feet again, cutting off the panicked Kage. "Stop worrying, Gaara. I do have a crush on you and I don't care that Matsuri does. I was just curious."

"Oh," he whispers, blinking in his slow 'I'm trying to figure this out' way. "That is good news."

"Yes, it is," I mutter, curling my arms around his tighter, gluing us closer together. It's not a lie, I do like Gaara. He's grown on me over the past couple of months. He just has a tad of separation anxiety, terrible communication skills - as do I - and a small fear of abandonment, all of which we can work through. All of which scares me.

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My eyes are turned towards the sky, enjoying the colorful explosions decorating it. Gaara and I are laid out on a sand dune a ways out from the village. He laid out a blanket underneath us to attempt to keep the sand off of us. Sand has a mind of its own so, of course, it's not working, but the attempt is sweet.

"Gaara?"

"Dear?"

"Do they have the fireworks every night of the festival or just tonight?"

"Every night."

Slowly I slide my hand across the blanket, in search of his hand. When my fingers bump into his, Gaara stiffens. Despite his reaction, I carefully intertwine our fingers together, his body relaxing once our hands are tied together. "Gaara?"

"My darling?"

"Do you think we can watch the fireworks again tomorrow?"

"Whatever you wish for I will make happen."

"You could have just said yes," I respond, stifling a laugh that threatens to spill out.

Our words fall silent, only the sound of the popping fireworks filling the space between us. The sky continues to be temporally decorated, bright reds, blues, yellows, and everything in between coating the sky.

Once the last sparkle of light falls from the sky, I turn my head towards Gaara, preparing to ask if he's ready to leave. When my sights settle on him, his eyes are already locked on me. I'm thankful for the darkness that hides the embarrassment crawling across my face. How long has he been looking at me? Why must he always be looking at me so tensely?

"My darling?" I let a hum out, letting Gaara know I'm paying attention to whatever he's going to say. "I... wish to cuddle in bed with you tonight."

"You usually do, Gaar. That's fine by me."

"No, not like that. I... do not wish to leave. I want..." His head turns away from me, focusing on the stars stamped into the black backdrop of the night.

I turn my head too, enjoying the clear skies of the open desert. "Do you want to sleep in the same bed? Is that what you're trying to ask?"

"... yes. If you do not want me to, I will not. I know you said you do not want to share a room."

I turn on my side, our connected hands stabbing into me because of the position. "Gaara?" I call, rubbing my free hand over his chest.

My view of his eyes is cut off as he blinks repeatedly, his chest jumping quickly, and his body going tense again. I move forward more, our noses bumping because of how close to his face I am. "My darling dear?" He breathes out, the words shaky as he scans my face.

The combination of my nicknames makes me smile, my tongue poking out to run over my bottom lip as the thought of kissing Gaara crosses my mind. "Ya, you can sleep in my bed tonight," I murmur, more than kissing slowly starting to fill my mind.

"I can?"

"Yes, if you want to. Do you want to?"

Gaara's head nods quickly, his nose switching from bumping into mine to bumping into my cheek because of his movements. His eyes are blown out as they look at me, a nice difference from the usual slit shape they hold. "Please?"

I let out a strained sigh because of the single word, the thoughts of marriage and another baby not seeming so scary anymore. This is how I got pregnant the first time. Well, not exactly, same feelings and thoughts as that night though. "Okay," I whisper back, starting to pull away so I can stand up.

The arm pressed under me jumps up, landing on my back and gently pushing me back into please. "Darling?"

"Gaara?" I ask back, our eyes locked, his slightly twitching like he's not sure what to do.

"Just sleeping, yes?"

"Just sleeping," I echo, the smallest part of sanity pushing through the tension of the moment.

"Can I at least have a kiss? It is customary to have a goodnight kiss at the end of a date, yes?"

"Ya," I breathe out, Gaara's hand present on my back softly pushing me closer to his face.

"Then I would like a kiss... then we can go home," he mutters, his lips brushing mine as he speaks, his chest bouncing with anxiety. "And just sleep."

"And just sleep," I repeat, more for my benefit than his. If I say it enough maybe I'll believe.

The hand on my back slowly snakes up my body, ending its slithering on the back of my neck. Gaara's touch is soft and slow as he closes the lack of distance between us.

His lips are rough, bruised, and scabbed over. They taste like chamomile tea; apple-ly with a hint of honey. His hand gets rougher, pushing me against him more as he deepens our kiss. Gaara's tongue pokes out, teasing my lips apart. I give in, parting my lips a bit. His tongue slips in, toying with mine for a moment before he slowly pulls away from me. "Just... just sleep," he mutters, eyes hazy as he looks up at me.

"Just sleep," I repeat for the third time tonight, slowly pulling our bodies apart.

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“This is not just sleep,” Gaara murmurs against my neck, his hands eagerly shoving the sleeves of my yukata down my shoulders, the material of it balling at my elbows. His lips travel down my neck, making quick work across my newly exposed skin.

“No, this is not just sleep,” I echo, my hands gripping the front of his clothing.

“We’re supposed to just sleep,” he continues to whisper, hands sliding across the door of the Hokage palace in search of the keyhole. “We should just sleep,” he adds, the sound of the key sliding into the lock filling the empty night air.

“Ya, we should… should just… sleep,” I whisper, tugging Gaara with me as the door swings open.

“Yes, of course. I have a busy day tomorrow,” he mumbles, the two of us stumbling down the hallway. His hands crawl across my body, tugging at my clothes, toying with the hems of it like he wants to slide his fingers under neither but isn’t sure whether he should or not. Our feet stumble just as much as Gaara’s hands, slowly moving us further down the hallway.

“I’m sure you do,” I scramble out, my hands falling to the front of my clothing, tugging on it to part the material covering my chest. “I… I’ll be up early for the boys, so… so we should go to sleep.”

“It would be better than fucking the hallway,” a deep voice rings out, cutting apart the tension growing between Gaara and me.

“Kankuro!” Gaara calls, his hands falling on top of mine, gripping them as he snaps my clothes shut again, effectively covering my bra. “How were the boys?” He grumbles, carefully fastening my yukata back in place.

“They were good, not as good as your night seems to be going,” Gaara’s younger brother chuckles out, finding his cock-blocking funny. “Yoshiki is fast asleep in his nursery, I just checked on him like five minutes ago. Shinki is asleep in his room, just checked on him too.”

“Thank you. Please see yourself out,” Gaara groans, his hands tightening and loosening around the material of my clothes.

More chuckles fall from the older man as he walks down the hallway, the sound of the door opening and clicking closed as he leaves.

“We… we should not just sleep,” Gaara mumbles, slowly tugging apart the front of my yukata again. His eyes scan my face as he does so, watching for my reaction.

“Oh ya? What should we do instead?”

Gaara’s mouth snaps open a few times, his answer stuck in his throat as his eyes jump from my face to my chest. “I should… should fulfill your… bedroom needs. Like last time I got to sleep in your bed. I would like… please?”

God damn it, at this rate, Gaara’s going to get his wish of having another kid before Yoshiki is four. “Whatever you wish for I will make happen,” I tease, repeating his words from earlier.

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♡ Valentine's Day Event 2023 ♡

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❥ Day Three (2/12/2023): Finn (Arcane) in Anywhere Else!

⊹ฺ Finn’s favorite place to have the Reader is on his lap during a Chem Baron meeting, looking pretty and mouthing off at Silco.

— Word Count: 641

❥ Day Two (2/13/2023): Gaara Sabaku (Naruto) in Sleep Aid!

⊹ฺ After Gaara comes back to life thanks to Lady Chiyo, he's told to take a few days to recover. While he's stuck in a bed he rarely used while he had Shukaku, the Reader keeps him company.

— Word Count: 775

❥ Day One (2/14/2023): Toshiro Hitsugaya (Bleach) in Take a Break!

⊹ฺ Despite the relative peace in the Soul Society, the Captain of Squad 10 seems to be overworking himself more than usual. Lucky for Toshiro, the Reader is more stubborn than he is.

— Word Count: 496

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venerawrites · 3 days

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Aww I love that you write for Kiba! He really doesn't get enough love so thank you! Can I please request headcannons for married and family life with Kiba, Kakashi, Gaara and Neji (with female reader)? Like being married and having children with them? They're my favourites and you write them so, so well. I hope that request is alright, please don't feel pressured to write it if you don't want to. I hope your week is amazing 🫶🏻

author's note: Kiba was one of my first fictional crushes and I totally agree he doesn't get enough love! Thank you so much for this beautiful request! I really hope you enjoy and that so far your week has been good! <3

➤ Kiba

Kiba as a husband is everything but boring!

During the first year or two, marriage would feel just like your relationship before that - laid back, chill and maybe a bit immature.

He is an amazing partner - he is very affectionate, never fails to make you smile and loves to surprise you.

However, when it comes to taking care of himself, he is like a big baby - I don't really see him doing any chores in the beginning of your relationship and even when he tries, more often than not he either burn or flood the kitchen.

Maybe it was fate or karma of some sorts, but I totally see you with twins or triplets!

If you thought life was crazy, wait till your house is full with hyperactive, unpredictable and loud Inuzukas.

Surprisingly, Kiba actually enjoy his role as a dad - probably because they all take after his personality, and tries to spend as much time with you and the children as possible.

Every time he has a free day, he organises a "family fun day" - more often than not, it is not that fun for you, as you have to run or yell after them to be careful while running/swimming/climbing etc.

While he would never get too much into housework, he will try to help around the house as much as he can, especially once you get back to work. (also, wouldn't do a good job and you would have to clean after his cleaning all the time, but it is the enthusiasm that counts!)

His attitude towards you would remain the same - he is just as in love with you as he was as a teenager, constantly trying to flirt with you with cheesy pick-up lines and smack your bum when you least expect it.

With multiple children, you probably won't have a lot of opportunities for spend time alone or go on dates, but you are both quite comfortable with your chaotic life.

He is definitely the laid-back and fun parent. Sorry, but you are going to have to be the "bad cop" - he can just bring himself to scold or punish your children.

He would often team up with them in order to prank you or his mother. Also, every bad word they learn by the age of six, is definitely his fault. (But hey, is it his fault they can remember every slip up?)

Kiba absolutely wants more children, so you better brace yourself, because I totally see you with another set of twins/triplets... it's these Inuzuka genes, what can I say!

➤ Kakashi

Surprisingly (or not so much since we are talking about Kakashi) your two children came before you got married.

You have been together for years and it worked perfectly, so what would a ring and a signature on a paper change? In the beginning, both of you were of the opinion "why fix something if it isn't broken?" and none of you see the point in marriage.

More or less, you were already acting as spouses - you tried to equally divide the household chores, but since he was working most of the time, you naturally took the role of the carer of the house, while he was the provider.

Once your first child was born, however, Kakashi started to seriously think of a change.

Since being a child, his life has been filled with battles, blood and loss - and he surely did not want for these things to be present in your baby's life.

However, change was hard and while he tortured his mind with ideas about how much happier you are going to be if both of you give up the shinobi life and move somewhere far, far away, he never voiced his thoughts out loud to you.

Kakashi is a very calm and loving dad - it almost come naturally to him, but you would notice something was bothering him, since as a partner he acted a bit more withdrawn.

When your second child was born, this is when he knew for sure he has to step down as a Hokage and retire from the ninja lifestyle once and for all. I imagine at this point, with two kids at home, you were retired as a shinobi.

When he brought the idea of moving in the outskirts of the village, he didn't expect for you to agree so quickly. You knew Kakashi for years, even before you got together, so you knew he really needed this break and detachment in the name of your family.

Once he left the position as a leader of the village, he focused 100% of his attention on you and your children - your oldest was a toddler by that time and while he felt sad because he felt like he missed the first two years of their life, he tried to enjoy every moment and stay grounded in the present.

He also finally decide it is time to propose and make you officially Mrs. Hatake - everything in your life was slowly falling into place and this felt like the only thing missing. (I imagine a small ceremony with both of your children as flower girls/page boys.)

Kakashi as a husband is the same as he was before that - loving, gentle, romantic, sometimes lazy, yet always attentive. The only difference is that he is even more relaxed and probably would pick up a random hobby such as gardening or maybe even writing?

Your have a very idyllic and peaceful life with him, and you wouldn't change it for anything in the world.

➤ Gaara

Married life with Gaara is hard in the beginning.

His work has been his whole life since he was a teenager, so when you finally tied the knot and, a few months later, welcomed your first child, he didn't know how to handle it.

He tried to juggle his job and his new role as a husband and father without any help for the first six months, but failed miserably.

The long hours he spend in the office definitely affected your relationship, especially since you are the one who had to give up your career in order to stay at home and take care of the baby.

There will be a rough period of time during you will be either ignoring each other or fighting with each other. Each of you will be upset, frustrated and annoyed with the other, but will not know how to fix things.

Don't get it wrong - this man loves you to death, but this is all new to him too! And it is especially stressful, since he never had a proper functioning family anyway.

Eventually, one night after another fight, you will sit down on the floor and share (or more likely scream at him) all the pent up frustration and worries you had been keeping inside.

From that moment everything changes.

Gaara would realise he needs to spend more time with his family, so he will probably promote Kankuro to a "shadow Kazekage" or any other title, under which he can replace him in the office some days of the week.

You start communicating more and soon fall in a natural rhythm - he is definitely a man that likes to do everything 50-50 with you, including care of the baby and household chores.

A very gentle and attentive husband - he always listen to your advice and tries his best to keep the spark between you by organising surprise getaway weekends for both of you every so often or by bringing you flowers/gifts when he comes home from work.

I would imagine given his position, he would try to influence to remain at home - he has always been worried about your safety and the potential risk of his enemies targeting you, but since you were now also the mother of his child, his worry slowly turned into a paranoia.

He will respect your decision no matter what, but if you decide to go back to work at some point - he will forget his morals and will abuse his role as a Kazekage in order to arrange some extra security to be around you at all times.

I feel like he will be a very calm dad in the beginning, but the more his children grew, the more nervous he became - babies are easy to manage, but toddlers? Pre-teens? Oh, Kami!

Naturally, he is very anxious about his performance as a parent, so please provide him reassurance every now and then, just so you can ease his mind!

Nevertheless, he is great with your child and they absolutely adore him. If you had a girl, she will totally be daddy's girl. If you had a boy, he would dream one day to grow up like Gaara.

I totally see you guys adopting some family traditions like Sunday dinner, "come-with-dad-to-work" Thursdays or book Fridays.

Gaara is going to be satisfied with one child, two at most (only if they have at least five years difference).

➤ Neji

Neji was made to be a father and a husband!

Raised in a very traditional family, he has been dreaming about becoming a husband and father pretty much from the moment you got together.

I think you would be married for about a year, before your first child is born, during which you will get you own house in the Hyuga compound, arrange its interior and enjoy your life as newlywed couple.

He will never command you or restrict your freedom in any way, but he will definitely influence a lot of your decisions.

For starters, it is expected that you will stop working and become a housewife, as any other woman married into the clan has done before.

I feel Neji loves you enough to respect your wishes if you decide not to do it, but he will still insist being the main provider for your family. (Do not resist him on this one, it is quite important for him!)

That doesn't mean he won't help around the household, especially after your child is born - he is actually very, very good cook and will take care of your dinners at least a few times per week.

As a father, I imagine he is very caring and loving, but will become more strict as they start to grow older. He values fairness and order a lot, so it will for sure reflect in his parenting style.

Your child absolutely adores him though - Neji is definitely their role model and the best teacher. You, on the other hand, will be the more laid-back parent, using any chance to spoil them or treat them with some extra sweets/toys behind Neji's back.

Neji is very confident as a parent, so he won't really have any worries about how you are raising your little one. What worries him, however, is how much less time you are both spending together.

I think once your child reach toddler age, he would start declining more and more missions, so he can stay at home. I also imagine that seeing his growth and commitment to the family, Hiashi would involve him in the leadership of the clan.

He will still find time to organise little dates just for both of you or late midnight walks, when you can enjoy only each other's company.

He would grow more serious and less fun with time, but given how much responsibilities he how stressful his life is, you would try and support him in every decision he makes (even when you are not fully convinced by his reasoning).

Your love would blossom from fun and carefree to mature and responsible. (& tbh I think that is absolutely beautiful!)

Both of you want at least one more child, so I imagine you would get pregnant a two or three years after you gave birth to your first born.

cc artwork: Daniel Clarke

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vote-gaara · 4 months

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Positive Results - Gaara x (Fem) Reader

(NSFW under break)

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Summary: You're at the stage in your life where you desperately want kids…Actually, you've always dreamed of having a family, and now that you've been in a relationship with Gaara for a few years now, you're thinking of broaching the subject with him.

There's just one problem, though: You have absolutely no clue what his opinions are on the matter!

Could it be that due to his past he might refuse to start a family, spelling the end of your relationship with him? Or are you just getting ahead of yourself and panicking over nothing?

You suppose there's only one way to find out: You need to build up your courage and simply just ask him…

Warnings: lots of fluff, impregnation, pregnancy, wanting to get pregnant, talk of kids, sex, creampie

Authors Notes: I don't know what happened with this fic, but it just got on the wrong bus all of a sudden and ended up in fluff town. Don't worry, though, there's still lots of steam.

This fic is read best by someone who wants children or can imagine themselves having children/getting pregnant. If that's not you, you could probably still enjoy it for what it's worth, but it might not be your thing.

Anyways, enjoy.

Positive Results

Everything you desperately yearned for was dependent on the answer you would receive in the next three minutes.

You were standing alone in your bathroom with an anxiety so great it nearly made you nauseous. To steady yourself you held your breath, but when you began hearing the blood flowing through your ears along with the hard drumming of your heart, you changed tactics and opted to take slow, deep breaths instead.

In front of you was a white, plastic pregnancy test you had purchased only half an hour ago. You had promised yourself that you would wait until Gaara got home so that you both could endure the torture of the wait together, but you couldn’t help yourself. You simply had to know.

Now you occupied yourself the best you could, covering the test with the instruction booklet so that you didn’t have to look at it; then, quite abruptly, you changed your mind and ripped off the paper pamphlet to stare eagerly down at the result window. This compulsive action repeated so many times that you were certain you could have set your own world record for most amount of paper moved in 3 minutes.

It was torment. Utter torment.

You began reasoning with yourself the best you could, “If it’s negative now, it’s really no big deal. We can always try again next month.”

This thought comforted you and eased the tension from your shoulders as you reminisced over the last few months leading up to this very important moment.

***

The question on whether or not Gaara wanted to have children was something that burdened you with a doubt so strong that it paved its way to dread.

You had always wanted to have children, but now you desperately wanted to have children with Gaara, and the prospect that he didn’t feel the same anguished you greatly.

“In the way he was raised, of course he wouldn’t want to have children!” You reasoned, advocating against yourself. “And of course even if we did have children, they would be expected to be shinobi and he wouldn’t want that! Ever!”

For each logical explanation you offered as to why Gaara wouldn’t want children, you sank further and further into despair. You loved him with all your heart, but having children was something really important to you.

“Could I really carry on being in a relationship with him if he never wanted kids?”

While you were busy tying yourself all up in knots over his stance on the subject, the fact had slipped your mind that you had never actually asked him how he felt about it. In truth, you had absolutely no clue where he stood on the matter, and it was a very real possibility that you were dreading an outcome that didn’t even exist!

Gaara was, to many people, a mystery. With his difficult to read expressions, his calm demeanor and to-the-point attitude, he was a perplexing mix of being extremely difficult to gauge and yet simultaneously extremely open with his expectations and ideas. Though throughout your relationship you could pick up and recognize even the most subtle changes in his expression, voice and demeanor with near 100% accuracy, there were still certain things you still needed to ask him about; after all, your ability to notice his tells him didn’t make you a mind reader.

Gaara, though reserved with his emotions, was upfront and honest about his intentions. When he wanted something, he would work hard to obtain it. When he was curious, he would ask questions. If he was upset about something….Well, eventually you could pry that out of him, too.

Yet when it came to having children, the jury was so far out that they may have well conspired together to skip trial to never be seen or heard from again. He never mentioned his thoughts about the subject, and he never asked you your opinions on the matter, either.

“Did he not think about having kids at all?!” You thought to yourself from where you were sitting next to him on the couch, some months ago. Admittedly you were squinting hard at him, as if straining your eyes could help you peer inside his mind and find the filing cabinet in his brain labeled “whether or not to have children”.

He turned to look at you.

“Y/N…” He said, his voice was level but the way he trailed off made you realize that there was something important he wanted to say. This made you flustered and you deflated backwards, giving him space.

Could it be that he was the one who had peered into your mind?

“Yeah?” You asked, glancing away quickly trying to play off how intently you had been staring at him just seconds before.

“I wanted to know…” He began and then stopped as he collected his thoughts; a troubled expression overtook his face.

“What is it?” You leaned forward again, but this time out of worry.

“It’s just…well…” Gaara began again and faltered again. He steadied himself, placing his warm hand on top of yours and he gazed into your eyes; eyes that were so soft and full of love, and yet you could see that pain resided in them, too. “I wanted to know if you were upset at me for something.”

The question caught you so off-guard that you let out a small gasp.

“What? Of course not, why would you think that?” You asked frantically, pulling your hand out from under his so that you could place it affectionately on his cheek.

“You have been acting differently lately,” Gaara explained, eyes still darkened, as if he didn’t believe you when you assured him that nothing was wrong.

You pulled your hand away from his face, but nestled closer to him. “There’s nothing I would be upset at you for,” You said but still Gaara didn’t budge, forcing you to probe deeper. “What have I done to make you think I’m upset with you?”

“You just seem to be acting differently lately,” Gaara asserted again, but this time he opened up with an explanation. “I have noticed it for a while now…that there was something on your mind, but I could never place what it was…” Gaara drifted off and now you could really see the hurt pooling into his seafoam green eyes. “I wondered if maybe you had changed your mind about us.”

“That’s not true at all!” You exclaimed, pushing yourself towards him so forcefully that you were nearly sitting in his lap. Your arms wrapped around him tightly and your face found its way to the crook of his neck; when you felt his arms wrap around you, you began splashing his neck with little kisses.

“I love you very much,” you said, pulling away just enough to meet his gaze.

“I love you, Y/N.” Gaara said as he snaked a hand behind both your knees, pulling you close so that he could cradle you in his strong arms.

You didn’t complain, and rested your head on his shoulder, one hand reaching out to affectionately caress his cheek. The two of you sat, nourished by each other’s company until Gaara spoke again.

“Then…What is it?” He asked.

“What do you mean?” You were puzzled. The alarm you had felt mere seconds before had completely wiped your mind clear of any previous thought.

“What has been bothering you?”

You moved away from him slightly to stare into his eyes, thinking back to all the interactions you had had with him lately; of course, nothing came to mind. You hadn’t been fighting or arguing, you both had been making ample time for each other; your sex life was active and intimate…

Suddenly it became clear to you and you let out a small giggle. You had to hand it to Gaara, he had always been a shrewd one.

“Nothing about you has been bothering me…but there is something…” You trailed off, seeing your opportunity to finally ask him the question that’s been itching in your brain for months now. “I wanted to ask you, but I guess I’m afraid of the answer.”

“What is it?” Gaara asked patiently.

“Well…it’s not so easy to just come out and ask.” You admitted as you deflated, leaning back away from him. “The trouble is that if you give me the wrong answer, then…Well, then you would have been correct to assume that we couldn’t be together.”

Your heart was beating hard against your ribcage as fear pooled into your navel; yet at the same time, you felt a deep comfort come over you, as if there was a spirit wrapping you in a warm blanket and telling you everything was going to be okay.

“Why?!” Gaara asked, his voice hoarse with pain.

“It’s just…Well…” You thought to explain the complexity of it all, but then you simply just blurted out, “Gaara, do you want to have kids?”

Gaara’s eyes widened in shock and his mouth fell open slightly before he caught himself. He gazed into your eyes, searching into the depth of your soul. It made you flustered - the expression on his face which you could not place - but you held firm.

“I’m relieved…”Was all Gaara said after what felt like years of intensity, but the simplicity of it made you bristle slightly.

“What do you mean?” Your voice came out more cross than you had meant.

“I’m relieved that this has been what has been bothering you,” Gaara said, again quite simply. He let a small, relieved smile come across his face. “I had been worried this whole time that there was something else…Something that meant you didn’t want to be with me anymore.” His smile fell and he lifted a hand to gaze solemnly into his palm. After a heartbeat he said, “I’m glad that’s not the case.”

The tightness in your muscles relaxed and you reached for Gaara’s hand, holding it delicately. You could feel his soft, warm skin in yours and you squeezed. “No, that was never the case,” You reassured him before pausing awkwardly. “But…Gaara…What do you think? I mean about having kids?”

Gaara blinked and looked over at you, his calm demeanor never wavering. “I had never thought of having children on my own, but not that I was against it. I felt perhaps that I would never have the fortune of having a partner, but now that I have you….Well, I think I’d really like to have them.”

Your body moved faster than your mind and suddenly you dove towards Gaara, kissing him clumsily and hard on the lips. Your reaction had surprised him and moved away slightly before he oriented himself and began kissing you back.

Reaching his hands to cradle your face, he pulled away slightly, but you were adamant. “Gaara, I want you to fuck me.”

A deep crimson blush came over his face which you found so adorable, you dove in for another passionate kiss.

“I…” Gaara sputtered, his mind still reeling, abruptly and clunkily switching tracks.

“I want you to fuck me right here on the couch.” You asserted, adjusting yourself so that you were sitting upright. “I want you to fuck me for all you’re worth, I want you to bend me up in knots, I want -”

“Y/N!” Gaara cut in gruffly, the sound of his deep, authoritative voice sending a shiver of excitement through you as if a cold breeze had suddenly passed through the room. Gaara took you by the wrist, his grasp firm which drove you even crazier. He had composed himself now and was staring at you deeply. “I don’t know if I have ever seen you so worked up…” He said, but there was a slight sliver of playfulness in his tone.

“Please Gaara -” You began to beg, but he cut you off with a kiss; the kind that firmly put an end to your inhibitions - not that you had any in that very moment, anyways. You let him push you backwards onto the couch and you spread your legs wide for him so that the two of you could fit together perfectly. He kissed you over and over until it made you dizzy, the hot wetness pooling between your legs.

“Ugn…I just want you to fuck me so bad…” You whispered into his ear.

“I will.”

Gaara’s voice was assured and you turned your head, allowing him access to the sensitive skin on your neck. He began kissing you over and over, all while you squirmed with pleasure and bliss from beneath him. You could feel the bulge in his pants as you pushed your hips forward, desperately grinding against him in the hopes that he would take you right then and there.

Though Gaara was far more reserved than you in that moment, pulling away so that he could help you remove your shirt. You didn’t need any help with your bra, however, for as soon as he had your shirt free from you, you had swifty undone the clasps and thrown the pesky article across the room at lightning speed.

Gaara’s eyes widened in surprise but he was smiling now, too; the type of rare smile you didn’t get to see often, but that always made you fall in love with him all over again when you saw it. It was just a shame you couldn’t savor it for longer as your tongue had found its way into his mouth as he once again leaned overtop of you, matching your energy this time as both of your tongues met in intimacy and pleasure.

You felt his wandering hands; how his caress traveled upwards towards your left breast. You felt him squeeze and as he did so, you moaned into his mouth which encouraged him further. Soon your tender nipple was between his fingers, and he began pinching it lightly, gradually applying more pressure until you let out another gasp. Now he couldn’t compose himself, he broke away from kissing you, turning his attention fully towards your breasts. He dove forward, sucking on your nipples so relentlessly that you knew he would be leaving his mark on you. All you could do was surrender to the sensation as butterflies fluttered and danced in your stomach, and more heat built up between your legs.

“Gaara…” You moaned as you tangled your elegant fingers through his thick, red hair. You relished how he moaned back. You loved feeling him moving his hips forward, pressing firmly against your womanhood.

“If only he would take off his clothes!” You thought impatiently, pushing him away so that you could work at the buttons on his shirt. You didn’t have time for games, you wanted him to enter you so desperately that it almost hurt. You wanted to feel him pulse inside you as he orgasmed, releasing the seed that would give you your baby.

His shirt was off now and you got straight to unbuckling his pants, all while he let you set the pace. He could appreciate the mission you were on so he didn’t interfere by slowing things down, and you could tell by how hard his erection was once you had freed it from the confines of his pants that he didn’t want to wait much longer, either.

Now you were working on his underwear, tugging at the elastic band to free his stiffened member. It looked so swollen that it appeared to you almost uncomfortable, as it twitched impatiently, a bead of precum budding on the tip.

You wrapped a hand around his thick member, but Gaara grabbed you by the wrist again, pinning you back onto the cushions of the couch. When he was confident you would stay there, it was his turn to reveal his prize. He wasted no time, hooking his fingers into your waistband, he rid you of your pants and underwear both, and you opened your legs wide, revealing yourself fully to him.

“You are so beautiful,” He whispered, admiring your naked body with his gentle gaze. His hand was on your shin, slowly working its way upwards until you couldn’t take it any longer. You grabbed him by the arm and pulled him close to you, your tongues dancing together once more.

“Fuck me,” You said simply, and Gaara obliged.

With one hand, he guided his cock towards your entrance; your heart filling with giddiness as you heard him moan softly at the slick, warm, wetness of your flesh.

Pushing forward, you connected with him, throwing your head back in bliss as the tip of his penis entered you slowly. Gaara leaned forward, his elbows resting on both sides of your head as he let out a pleasured gasp, pushing harder and harder until his full length was inside you.

“Damnit,” He grunted, pressing himself so hard against your entrance that you could feel his balls against your flesh.

It drove you wild.

You began rocking your hips forwards, your fingers tangling through his hair until they traveled downwards towards his back. You dug your nails into his flesh like an animal, but Gaara didn’t seem to mind. He was giving it to you in hard, passionate strokes until he was making noises you had never heard him make before.

“Oh god!” You cried out as he abruptly hooked his hands around your knees, pushing your legs towards your chest. Now you could feel the tip of his cock rubbing relentlessly against your g-spot, and the sensation made you moan and pant. Better yet, you could feel from this position how deep Gaara could reach inside you, and you begged for him to cum in you.

“Please cum in me, Gaara!” You cried, your own dirty-talk pushing you closer to ecstasy.

“Tell me…” Gaara panted without breaking stride. “Tell me what you want.”

Now your womanhood was pulsing, drawing nearer and nearer to orgasm. You tried grinding against him, desiring him to go faster and harder, but from your vantage point you couldn’t. However, Gaara was observant and he drove his cock into you with such strength and speed you could barely think straight.

“Tell me what you want!” He repeated, demanding this time.

“I want you…” You moaned loudly, “To put a baby in me!”

Gaara fucked you harder and harder, you could tell how close he was, and you would meet him there. You concentrated deeply on the blooming pleasure that was stirring deep inside you, so near that you wanted to chase it. Then something truly sent you over the edge.

“I will put a baby in you.” Gaara growled in your ear, and that was it for you.

Your orgasm was strong. Your legs shook so hard you thought they might permanently turn into jello, and the pleasure was so great that you couldn’t even moan or breathe, you simply just had to endure wave after wave of bliss as your womanhood tightened and spasmed around Gaara’s thick, hot cock.

Gaara himself was close behind you. You felt him pushing deeper and deeper into you; so deep that it nearly made you wince as the head of his cock pressed up against your cervix. Then you felt as his cock began pulsating, joining you in orgasm, as ropes upon ropes of his cum filled you up, pooling against the entrance to your womb. You swore that sensation alone extended your orgasm for so long you could barely take it.

Gaara collapsed on top of you, panting hard. You could feel his penis softening inside you, but he was in no rush to withdrawal from you. With your legs still pinned upwards, the two of you caught your breath before kissing affectionately.

“I suppose we’ll have to do this more often,” Gaara said, his lewdness taking you by surprise - if you could even call that statement lewd.

“As many times as we can both handle,” You replied with a big smile. You took him by the face and kissed him again, taking your time to pull away. However, it seemed that this stirred something inside Gaara, as you could feel his cock waking up, stiffening once more inside of you.

“Again?” You asked, your grin still big and bright.

Gaara let out a sheepish scoff but his answer came as he pushed into you more deeply again. His lips met yours, but in a less hurried manor this time. This time, it was slower, more attentive.

This time it was lovemaking.

***

The three minutes were up and you snatched the pregnancy test from the counter, casting a quick glance at the result window to receive your highly anticipated answer.

Positive.

Just then, you heard Gaara coming down the hallway, and you flung open the door and dove into his arms. He caught you, receiving your celebratory kisses without much question.

“I’m pregnant!” You announced with joyful tears in your eyes.

Gaara’s eyes widened and a big, genuine smile warmed his face; his eyes softened as he held you in your arms. “Y/N…” He said breathlessly, “I’m so happy. Congratulations.”

You kissed him again, your embrace long and intimate as the two of you relished the exciting news together.

“Your baby is inside me,” You said softly in his ear as he held you close. You weren’t sure what to expect from this comment, but the sudden poke you felt from his groin was a pleasant surprise.

“Does that excite you?” You asked, teasing him slightly.

Gaara turned his head away slightly out of embarrassment. “Yes…it does…”

Now you felt it too, and your hand strayed downwards, cupping his bulge. He tensed up at this, but gazed yearningly into your eyes.

“What do you say we go for celebratory dinner?” You asked with a spark in your eye. “But before we do that…What do you say we have some celebratory sex?”

With that Gaara scooped you up into his strong, unwavering arms and carried you to the bedroom. Little did you both know that by the time that you were finished with each other, all the restaurants would have been closed for the night.

This was okay, though. The celebration could always wait until tomorrow.

#gaara #kazekage #sand siblings #naruto #sabaku no gaara #gaara of the sand #gaara x oc #gaara x reader #gaara headcanons #naruto shipuden

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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Hey,could you do Gaara x fem reader where it’s their first time together, I’m so certain that he and his s/o would nervous blushing messes.😭😍

Have a lovely day 😊

NAHSJDBBDBD nah BC I love gaara sm it actually hurts 😭

They did him so dirty with that haircut tho so he has long hair in this fic <3

Masterlist <3

Gaara x Fem!Reader (NSFW)- First Time

You and Gaara had been together for a while, but had never felt the need to move very fast with your relationship. Though, you do wonder if your stoic boyfriend even has those urges at all sometimes.

He was just waiting for you to be really, truly comfortable with him, is all. You had never really insinuated that you wanted to go any further, and he was absolutely on board with your desicion. He was alright with it if you never wanted to be intimate, and he was alright if you didn't want kids. It was alright. You are much, much more to him than a sex object, and he couldn't stand when the board members would judge him for not rushing to have little heirs as soon as possible.

He did get urges sometimes, like when he walked in on you changing on accident, or when, just this one time, he woke up to you sleeping next to him, completely naked except for his loose shirt. The poor boy nearly fell out of his bed and had to rush straight to the shower. He stayed silent when he next saw you in the kitchen, thankfully wearing pants this time, and only muttered a bashful "uh- thanks..." As you handed him some tea, mildly amused by how adorable he was. How such a viscous fighter, who could and would tear another man in two, could be so cute, you had no clue.

Gaara thought you hadn't been dropping any hints, but obviously, you have. You don't expect him to read your mind, so you give him some subtle, and sometimes very obvious hints. He just doesn't understand them. You greet him in your underwear, and give him a cuddle, and you're met with "oh, are you cold? Here, have my jacket." which is sweet, but you needed him to warm you up in other ways...

You sit in his lap and bite his neck, trying your absolute damnest to seduce him, and he just thinks you're too needy for cuddles to let him do his paperwork in peace. It was starting to annoy you a little, as absolutely adorable as he was, because you knew he wasn't averse to having sex with you. He's just oblivious.

But now you're in the mood again, so you greet him in his office, determined to get some action tonight.

You're dressed in only your prettiest lingerie, in his favourite colour, red, which suits your skin tone beautifully, and a long, fluffy dressing gown to cover up. Your unsuspecting boyfriend looks up from his paperwork at the sound of the door opening, only to greet you with that little smile you fell in love with when he sees you.

"Ready to retreat for the night, dear?"

As if.

The poor boy nearly goes into cardiac arrest when you drop your robe, exposing smooth skin and very obvious cleavage. His eyes widen and slowly his cheeks start to glow more and more red, until your sure there's too much blood behind his cheeks for there to be any in his dick.

"I-... You-..."

"What? Am I not pretty, Gaara?~"

He melts, and as you strut over and straddle his lap, stroking his cheek with the soft skin of your palm, he loses all of his resolve to hold back.

"You're gorgeous..."

It only takes a few seconds for him to break and carry you straight to the bedroom, still blushing up a storm but too worked up to care right now.

His pants are tented with his arousal, and you can feel how soaked your underwear is, clinging to your skin as you wrap your arms around his neck, yelping when he sits you down onto the bed. It's about here where he gets a little confused though, and freezes a little.

You figured this would happen. As horny as the both of you are, it's still your first time. It's a little scary. You're ready to help him out though, and as you pull him in to lay a kiss to your lips, you grasp his hand gently in your own and lead it down to your damp underwear, letting him dip his fingers in. His breath trembles as he reaches lower, feeling around slicked up folds and dipping inside of you with relative ease.

You let out a soft mewl at the feeling of your boyfriend feeling around your walls, curling his fingers and hitting a spot inside of you that shoots electric up your spine. You moan louder, which only encourages him to speed up as he groans and listens close to the delicious sounds he's bringing from you.

He's so painfully hard, and you can tell he's getting fidgety, so you moan out encouragements for him to give you more, and you're rewarded with two more fingers slowly joining the first. Your legs are spread around his waist as he pleasures you, your toes curled and your neck craned back, and when he finally withdraws them, he looks at the juices slicking his fingers and nearly faints, instantly stopping down to nothing and breathing heavier as his flush extends down to his chest. How cute.

His dick is hard and weeping, and he slicks himself up with his fingers, making you stutter on your next breathless words.

"T-the lube- i-it's in the drawer-"

Neither of you think you could do this without lube, but that's alright, since he doesn't plan to, and shyly coats his hand in it, groaning when his rough hand runs over his heated skin.

You stare at him hungrily, aching to have him fill you up. You just feel so empty, so when he readies himself to slip your underwear the the side and press his cock to your throbbing cunt, you practically whine. The redhead ontop of you moans from the intense pleasure of your tight heat sucking him in, and he thrusts slowly while you get used to the stretch, your eyes scrunched shut and your lips parted slightly.

This feeling only gets better when you give him permission to speed up, and he buries one of his hands in your hair and uses the other to hike a leg over his shoulder, fucking the daylights out of you and relishing in the cries you release. The pillows are almost ruined from your tears and your nails tearing at the soft fabric. Apparently he's gotten over his nervousness and has chosen to fuck you silly, scrunching his eyes closed and narrowing his brows as he nears his orgasm, but he doesn't plan to stop until you've came too, and your slick leaks down your legs and back and onto the sheets, he groans and thrusts hard and fast into you, deeper than before as a sudden warmth bursts inside of you, his balls twitching while they empty inside of you.

He still doesn't stop pumping inside of you though, overstimulating himself and aiming directly for you g-spot until your pussy spasms around him, signalling that you've reached your orgasm.

It's a good thing too, since you were damn near shredding his back to confetti. He chuckles softly, his chest vibrating and his shoulders shaking from the joyful exclamation, and he collapsed next to you, cuddling you close and keeping his dick buried deep inside of you.

"Where did that come from, love? Couldn't hold back anymore?"

You scoff at him and playfully whack him in the back of his head, eliciting that closed-eye chuckle from him that has you melting in seconds.

"Well maybe you should've taken the hint a little sooner... You were... It was good though..."

And now the moment is genuine and awkward again, and now he's blushing and so are you, and you hide your face into his chest while you catch your breath, your hand resting on his chest while the two of you fall asleep together.

#naruto imagines #gaara imagines #naruto x reader #naruto fluff #naruto smut #naruto headcanons #gaara x y/n #gaara x reader #gaara fluff #sabaku no gaara #gaara headcanons #gaara x reader smut #gaara smut

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shisui-shrine · 2 days

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Spoiling them after a hard day

Shisui X F!Reader smut

Gaara X F!Reader smut

Shisui

(Oral, male receiving, gentle hair pulling, slightly submissive Shisui, unprotected sex)

He's been on some very stressful and tiring missions lately, all back to back

So when he finally got some time to rest, he was more than relieved

Upon finding out that you'll be in the village at the same time as him, happiness flowed right through him

Two weeks of free time and being able to spend it fully with his lovely girlfriend?

Sign him up, right now!

So in the evening after a long and refreshing shower, he leaned his head against your chest, his body laying on top of your legs

He simply closes his eyes as you comb through his curls, having greatly missed your touch

"Mhhhhm, I missed you", he murmurs, your chest providing a very comfortable pillow for him

He got up from his laying position and pressed a kiss to your lips

It started soft and gentle but quickly grew more needy and passionate

"And I missed something else too" he whispers against your lips, pulling your shirt over your head

As he lays you down on the sofa however, you get up and gently push him down

Shisui looks at you curiously, but lets you proceed

You pull down his pants, his bulge being prominent as ever under his boxershorts

You nuzzle it a little with your cheek, Shisui's sigh spurring you on

You pull his boxers down, his cock springing free, a drop of pre-cum already visible on the tip

You gently begin to kitten-lick it off, holding onto your boyfriend's hips as you lean over his body

"Pl-Please..." he moans, grabbing onto your hair and gently pulling it, not wanting to hurt you, but also silently telling you to keep going

You chuckle at his desperate state, a little amused at how easily you can make one of the strongest shinobi crumble under your touch so easily

You take his tip into your mouth and suckle carefully, well aware that the more exhausted he is, the slower he wants it

As you take him deeper with each movement of your head, his moans start getting louder, his eyes closing and his mouth agape

One hand moves from his hip to his testicle, ever so gently and carefully playing with it

That sends him over the edge and he bucks his hips against your mouth as his cum spurs down your throat, yet a little of the salty aftertaste still present on your tongue

Despite this you take him completely in one last time, making sure he's completely clean and then release his cock with a quiet pop

Looking up at him you see him breathing heavily, a few curls sticking to his forehead with sweat

You get up and crawl next to him, pulling his head against your chest

"You always know how to treat me just right" he chuckle, pressing a kiss to your chest

"I'm glad you think so, my dear" you say in response, laying your cheek on the top of his head and continue to stay in this position for at least a while

Gaara

(Handjob, praise kink, slightly submissive Gaara)

As Kazekage Gaara very rarely has any free time whatsoever, spending the majority of his waking hours on paperwork

So both of you are more than delighted when he comes home early for dinner

Despite your protests, he still insists on cooking with you

So you just accept with a small chuckle and pass him a cutting board and knife

After a very delicious dinner you two decide to go to bed early, both of you tired from long hours of work

While sitting on his lap, back leaned against his chest and reading your book, you start feeling a poke against your lower back

"I-I apologise", your boyfriend mumbles, while his face is almost indistinguishable from his hair

"No, no, it's fine. Actually, I know exactly what you need right now", you grin and slowly turn around so you face him

You kiss him onto his soft lips and he immediately kisses you back, his hand comfortably positioned on the small of your back and your waist

While kissing him you slowly let your hands wander over his torso, feeling his toned body under your fingertips

He moans into your mouth, closing his eyes to fully enjoy the sensations of your skin on his

"Please. Touch me more", he whispers against your lips, grabbing your hand and carefully pushing it downwards

"Anything for you, my love", you smile and press a kiss to his nose

You gently grab a hold of his cock and slowly pump your hand up and down his shaft

Feeling the soft skin on your hands, the pulsing of his veins, the precum dripping onto your thigh makes you moan in return

"So good", you into against the kiss, "you look so good right now"

Gaara let out a few high-pitched moans, grabbing your waist a little tighter

"I-I'm close", he warns looking at you with half-lidded eyes

You speed up your movements, determined to send him over the edge

As you kiss him deeply, wrapping your tongue around his, he cums with a breathy moan, his grip tightening even more, his seed dripping onto your thigh and getting a little onto your hand

For a few seconds he just lets his head fall back, taking deep breaths

He lets his head fall forward, face hidden in the crook of your neck

"Thank you, Y/N. It was amazing, as always. You're amazing"

"You're at least just as amazing", you smile warmly and get down from his lap, sitting down next to him and letting your head fall onto his shoulder

"I hope I could help you with alleviating some of your stress", you say after a few moments of silence

"You certainly did. Just as you always do"

#naruto x reader #shisui x reader #gaara x reader #shisui uchiha x reader #shisui #shisui uchiha #gaara #sabaku no gaara #naruto shippuden x reader #smut #uchiha x reader #i had writing block for so long #i'm glad i could think of something #headcanons #hc #x reader

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