#Kankuro fluff

[hyuganejiswife]

Favorite Person? | Kankuro X GNReader

Masterlist

| REQUESTED, not edited, slight angst, Temari meddles, a bit rushed, might do a part 2

| 15. "There is my favourite person!" "Haha, you're so funny!"

Word Count: 452

“There’s my favorite person!”

You pause, mid bite of your breakfast sandwich as you step into the office, your eyes locking on Kankuro, his face paint still fresh on his face. You swallow and laugh nervously, “Haha. You’re so funny, Kankuro…”

You step past him, heading upstairs to talk to Temari, needing to go over a few files. Kankuro hops off the desk he’d been sitting on, finally allowing the poor receptionist to get back to work.

“Woah! No good morning? I’m not your favorite person anymore? You always say that!” He huffs, not understanding why your sudden need to not exclaim who he was to you bothered him so much now.

What could have happened over your weekend off that made you want to avoid him like the plague now?

He follows you up the stairs, ignoring Temari as he inserts himself between the two of you just as you opened your mouth to speak. “I wanna know why you aren’t talking to me.”

“I did… I mean, I did talk to you though? Back there… Downstairs. I said you were funny!” You rub the back of your neck as you try to step around him, not in your usual chipper mood.

You were simply taking his sister’s advice now, trying to coax the confession out of him. After all, while you were obvious, he remained oblivious and she determined that if you redirected your attention elsewhere, he would surely cave and realize how he felt.

“Yeah, but that was it? You ignored me after that! Coming straight up here to…” He throws an annoyed glance back at Temari, resenting the fact that she had your attention, “Her.”

“Well, I’m just trying to work. I go out on a mission in three days,” you shrug and look down, your gaze remaining on your feet. “I don’t exactly have time to-”

“When did you get that mission and why am I just now finding out about it?”

“Friday…”

“And you didn’t tell me?”

“Why does it matter, Kankuro? You’re not they’re boyfriend.” Temari finally speaks up, smirking as she catches him off guard. “Why don’t you run along? Y/N and I have work to do.”

She waves him off and he stalks away, heading upstairs, no doubt to talk to Gaara about sending you off and to get the details of your mission.

Temari turns to you, smiling a bit and crossing her arms over his chest, “That ought to keep him busy. Now we can get on to phase two.”

Now you panic. “Phase two? How many phases does this plan have?”

“Enough to get him to stop being an idiot before someone comes and steals you away from him.”

#bleu.writes #naruto x reader #naruto #kankuro x you #kankuro x reader #kankuro #naruto kankuro #Kankuro fluff #Kankuro imagine #gn reader #Naruto x gn reader

[kataraznastytoughts]

"KANKURO THE BABY IS COMMING!!"

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Blep.

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Pairing: parent!dad!Kankuro x parent!pregnant!reader

People mentioned: Kankuro, Temari, Gaara, Shikamaru, Baby Shikadai, Y/S (Your son), 2 Doctors, Nurses, Wheelchair

Short: Temari and Shikamaru came to suna to introduce baby Shikadai to his uncles and aunt. But the readers water broke after family dinner and they run to the hospital.

Warning: strong language, birth giving, fainting, panicking, fluff

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December 3th (Y/s birthday)

"Kankuro! Your Sister and his husband coming today to show the baby after almost 3 and a half months and Gaara is also comming over, so better make something of yourself so you dont look like a brain dead." I said as I slammed the door open to Kankuro's work room. "Oh! And and your little baby woke me up from my nap and he is still kicking me. So tell him to stop cause it starts to hurt now. Then im going to make something for dinner."

He stood up and kneeled in front of my belly. "Heeey little one! Try to be a good boy and leave Mama alone. She will get angry and Daddy will get a beaten up. *Mwa* Daddy loves you!" He stood up, gave me an eskimo kiss and went to get ready. And the baby stopped. Atleast he litstens to his father.

*Time skip*

Gaara was already arrived and was talking to Kankuro and me as i put the chicken in the oven. I heard heard a knock on the door and i commanded Kankuro to open it. I saw Temari and a cute little chubby baby in her hands piecefuly sleeping. She gave the baby to Shikamaru and greeted his brothers. I walked up to her and hugged her. The boys started talking in the couch after they introduced Shikadai and we put him to sleep in the quest room. Me and Temari were in the kitchen waiting for the chicken.

"So how many days left?" Asked Temari crossing her hand together. "It can be any day now. We already packed the things for the hospital and stuff. We're just waiting for the baby to come."

"I see, but better be prepared mentally cause as i know my brother he will be freacking out so bad that he wouldn't tell where he is."

"Yeah I know that Temari I already had 3 false alarms before and he was panicking even more then me. He acted like he lost his brain." I said as i checked up the chicken. It was ready so i get it out and asked Temari to help me put the rice and the fries on the dinning table.

*After the dinner*

We still sat at the table talking. When i felt a sharp pain in my belly and looked down. 'Shit! My waterbroke!' I stood up. Looked at Kankuro with a full panicking face. "KANKURO, THE BABY IS COMMING!!" I screamed out loud. As Kankuro jumped out of his seat and run to the bedroom to get the bag for the hospital that we already pepared as temari stood up holding my hands.

"SHIKAMARU, YOU ARE STAYING HERE WITH THE BABY AND I WILL CALL YOU WHE- GAARA PLEASE DONT FAINT!!" Shikamaru get to the quest room where the baby was. Kankuro run back as fast as he could and he was almost at the table when he tripped trough the coffe table flying face to the ground. "KANKURO I TOLD YOU TO NOT FUCKING PANICK!"

"I don't feel so good..." And Gaara fainted while Kankuro stood up and toosed the bag to Temari and picked me up. "TEMARI PICK UP GAARA WE ARE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL!" He and Temari run to the hospital as fast as they can, They give me and Gaara to the nurses.

They put me in a Hospital bed and as we run to the Delivery room Kankuro tripped in his own feet flying face to the floor once again. But i hardly noticed cause i didn't knew where my head was. After they prepared quick it was starting. I pushed with all my might. I screamed my lungs out. After some time i looked out of the window i saw Kankuro yelling at Temari at the corridor. 'Good so he didn't broke his leg when he fell.'

*Birth giving scene*

The doctor asked me if the man that is screaming is the father. After i mumbled a yes he commanded a nurse to open the door and he yelled out to Kankuro that "Feel free to come in Mr Kankuro, the atmosphere is really family-friendly!" And i screamed "FAMILY FRIENDLY MY ASS! I DONT NEED HIM TO STAND HERE NEXT TO ME AND FAINT!! I HAVE TO PUSH A BABY OUT OF ME IT'S ENOUGH FOR NOW!" I screamed i still couldn't think about else that pushing.

After an Hour the baby finally was in place but he looked sideways not up wich meant it will be harder to push out. The Doctor yelled at a nurse to get an another Doctor. I knew it was no good. The next Doctor came and elbowed on my stomachy he pushed the baby and the other pulled. After 30 minutes of strugling the first Doctor told me that if i dont push the baby out before 8:00 PM then he we need to stay a day longer.

*Birth giving scene over*

But 5 Minutes before 8:00 PM the baby finally arrived. That meant that i didnt need to stay a day longer in hospital. Than they told Kankuro that he can come in he stand next to me and kissed my forehead and Temari called Shikamaru that he can come. "You did great Y/N, you deserve to rest now." Kankuro wispered to me.

Before the nurse give me the baby she she told me "Its a healthy baby boy, congratulation." They gave him to me and i started to cry of joy even though he was screaming and crying. He was perfect. He looked just like his father. I looked at Kankuro and he cried hard. "Hey baby! Shhh don't cry!" you kissed his forehead. "And what will be the name of the baby?" Asked The nurse and i looked at Kankuro "Y/S, it's Y/s." I gave the baby to Kankuro and if he was crying hard before he cried insanelly now. "Hey Y/s, it's Daddy, dont worry Daddy's got you. Shhh"

That's when Shikamaru arrived with the sleeping baby in his hands and Gaara was finally councious so he came too. And we could finally introduce the little Y/s to everyone.

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Damn i really hope you guys enjoy this! Mom sends a lot of hugs!

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#kankuro fluff #naruto fluff #pregnant reader #naruto #kankuro #kankurou #kankurō #gaara #temari #shikamaru #shikatema #sand siblings #child birth #baby #kankuro will be the best dad #Kankuro x reader

[mortyvongola2-0]

Wanna help a best friend out and gimme Kankurō taking care of his s/o who is sick? 🥺🥺😘😘

Ofc I can, anything for you, the love of my life!

Not me trying really hard not to just make it Kurono, but we both know who she is

Also not me trying not to write about her getting RAILED with something other than a COLD um...love you~

Kankuro is a bit of a worry wort. He doesn't outwardly panic often, but if you know him well enough then its easy to tell when he sweats. The man does not have a lot of experience taking care of others; Temari took care of him really and by the time both siblings had patched their relationship with Gaara, who never got sick, he didn't really need to anyone to take care of him in that way.

But you, you're different. You're sick, and whiny, and needy, and he's unexperienced but willing to do whatever he can to ease your aches, pains, whatever it is. He kind of likes how needy you're being, it makes him feel important and needed.

He's not a good cook, at best he's mediocre. The man gave all of his patience to his puppets and the Kazekage's projects, so he never really spent the time necessary to learn the finery of cooking a meal for a sick person. But again, he does his best.

The first thing he does when he realizes you are sick is get you some warm water and some medicine, then he asks if you want to see a doctor. When you decline his offering, saying "It's just a cold or something, I'll be fine," he pouts but accepts your decision.

When you start clinging to him, he gladly reciprocates, telling his younger brother he can't go into the office because of, "uh reasons?" He lays in bed with you until you fall back asleep, before quietly slipping away and trying to find someone who can teach him how to make porridge or soup.

He wakes you up after letting you rest for a while and encourages you to come eat something, if only a little bit. The older lady that lived two doors down, he's never been so thankful for her before, told him to make sure the soup was a bit on the blander side so your stomach could handle it better.

Intently, he makes sure you finish at least half a bowl before asking you how you're feeling again. You tell him, "Stop worrying so much." But he just rubs the back of his head with a sheepish smile. You're not weak, and he knows that this bug is just a hassle, but he can't help it, he doesn't like seeing you so uncomfortable.

Kankuro offers his side to you, telling you that you can hold onto him as you take another nap to fend off a headache. He sits beside your sleeping form on the bed and reads over paperwork. When you wake up with a scratchy throat and ask for more water he practically runs to get it for you.

He's just such a sweetheart, even when he's worried. You can't help but tease him about it later, asking why he's not that attentive on the daily. Only when you're feeling 100% again does he begin to tease you back, saying things like, "How did you ever live without me?" and "I really am the best boyfriend, aren't I?"

I'm loving all these soft requests.

#kankuro x reader #kankurō #naruto series #kankuro fluff #kankuro headcanons #kankuro x sick! s/o #mortyvongola2 0 headcanons #mortyvongola2 0 requests #fluffy headcanons

[uzumakiramen]

☼ when they have a crush on you [the sand siblings] ☼

gn! reader.

NOT PROOFREAD!!

warnings: 1 curse word.

a/n: maybe I’m a gaara simp. mind your business🤨

gaara

he does not know how to exist around you

becuz hes so used to feeling constant hatred towards almost everyone in his presence it really does catch him off guard when he starts to take a liking to you

you make him nervous!!

and you make his heart race!!!

and you make him feel all tingly on the inside!!!!

like you could just smile at him and his face world turn the same color as his hair😭😭

gaara really doesn’t know how to be near you without blushing or stuttering or just gapping at you like a fish out of water

sooooo he’s definitely the type to admire you from afar

he just can’t help it‼️

the way your eyes light up when every u talk to your friends and the way you smile and laugh with them is just so mesmerizing

seeing you so happy makes him feel all warm on the inside

he’s definitely not getting over this crush anytime soon🙃

temari

she just doesn’t know how to let u be😭😭

she’s always trying to protect u from something

or save u from tripping out in the sidewalk

and as cute as u think it is u try to tell her that it really isn’t necessary

but she just wouldn’t know what to with herself if something happened to u and she could’ve easily stopped it

she just loves you so much—

oop🫢. yeah it’s not even a crush anymore

she’s just in love.

kankuro

to other ppl he’s stand off-ish and arrogant

a bit of an asshole tbh

but with you he’s extremely flirty and actually pretty nice

he’s always throwing pick up lines at you and offering to train with u

he even offers to buy u ur favorite snack after a long day ☺️

he honestly just puts up this whole confident flirty facade to hide the fact that u actually make his heart beat out of his chest everytime he sees u🤭

it’s so out of character for him that you kinda think he’s just pulling a huge prank on you😭

but u enjoy him doing it anyways becuz u most definitely have a crush on him too.

© 2022 copyright. all rights reserved. @uzumakiramen.

#naruto headcanons #gaara x reader #kankuro x reader #temari x reader #naruto fluff #naruto crack #naruto imagines #naruto x reader #kazekage gaara #gaara headcanons #naruto scenarios #faithwrites🌱 [anime vers]

[teanstitches]

This is from a scene that had me laughing until I cried from “Cake” by Citronelle on AO3. I wanted it to be a softer look so I thought I’d have a go at colored pencils. Yeah, not my strong suit. 😂 I think I’ll redo it on my marker pad with my ohuhu markers; I want to improve my marker skills. Eventually I'd like to be better with colored pencils as well.

I used Crayola colored pencils on cotton paper

this is the fic the scene is from: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25483039?view_adult=true

Here’s a screenshot of the specific bit I referenced so you don’t have to read through the whole thing if you don’t wanna; it is an explicit one.

#kankiba #sabaku no kankuro #kiba inuzuka #kankurou #naruto #kankukiba #kankuro x kiba #kankuro #fluff #I don’t like how it turned out #my art #sketchbook time #I can’t get enough of them #seriously #they are my second favorite Naruto pairing #Kankuro with no makeup #not sure I did his face justice

[sentinelpri]

Single

May 10th, Day 2: Reunion/Parting @sandsibweek​

Temari and Shikamaru’s wedding isn’t exactly Kankuro’s scene, if he’s being honest. As someone who’s been pathetically single for the past- well, forever- seeing so many happy couples on the dancefloor makes him feel insecure and awkward in a way that he’s never had to experience before.

Then again, he’s happy for his sister, who’s finally found love and happiness after wasting her formative years taking care of him and Gaara. She deserves to have this, so he plasters on a smile and hypes her up for the event, only reflecting on his own feelings when he finds himself sitting alone at the reception. 

Most of the tables are grouped in sixes with the assigned seats, three couples to each table. Kankuro sees Naruto and Hinata, Ino and Sai, Choji and Karui, Kakashi and Guy, Anko and Ibiki, Baki and Genma, Kotetsu and Izumo, Hanabi and Konohamaru… It seems like the place is flocked with couples, with Shikamaru and Temari at their own head table, starting to slice the cake.

At Kankuro’s table is pretty much everyone who came without a plus one; himself, Tenten, Gaara, Rock Lee, Sakura, and Kiba. Though Tenten, Sakura, and Rock Lee get along and chat away easily, Kankuro sits there silently, his dark brown eyes flickering between Kiba (who is distracted by Akamaru) and Gaara (who is staring at Lee).

Kankuro holds his head in his hands. The cake is served, and it tastes of strawberries and vanilla that blends well with the white champagne he has sitting in the flute in front of him. Tenten and Sakura stand up and go to chat with Ino and Sai, which is somewhat of a relief. Kankuro isn’t socially awkward by any means, but he prefers his siblings’ company more than anyone else’s, so being almost-alone with Gaara isn’t too bad…

At least until Lee excitedly drags a blushing, stammering Gaara onto the dance floor.

While Akamaru takes a nap on the floor beneath Kiba’s chair, Kankuro and Kiba are left alone. The two men glance at each other, and Kankuro’s heart skips a beat much faster than it should.

Memories of the war flash through his mind. Memories of staying together in the middle of nowhere, covered in dirt and sharing a tent, curious hands roaming bodies and lips roaming lips because ‘why not, we could die soon anyway’. And maybe inexperienced teenagers having sex for the sake of doing it before dying at the hands of the Akatsuki was all they were back then, but Kankuro would be lying if he said his feelings for the Inuzuka hadn’t gone a little deeper back then.

Now, those feelings are resurfacing even though it’s been literal years and Kiba looks much, much different now. The younger man’s brown locks have grown out to just above his shoulders, and he has the beginnings of a sharp beard on his pointed chin. Though the red marking on his face and that familiar look in his narrow obsidian eyes remains the same, he’s different; taller and more muscular, too. 

“So, looks like we’re all alone, huh?” Kiba starts, taking the words right out of Kankuro’s mouth. “What a coincidence… Just us two again after all these years.”

“Yeah…” Kankuro mutters, because while he would usually be able to hold conversations with people in a social setting like this, Kiba is wonderful at turning Kankuro’s brain to mush. “What a coincidence.”

Akamaru suddenly stands up and runs off. Kiba is too distracted to command him to stop, so the big white dog rushes through the dancefloor, effectively tripping Gaara, who falls into Lee’s chest. Lee catches him right as Akamaru steals Baki’s cake and steps on Genma’s shoes. The chaos he causes has half the reception room cursing, but when Kankuro looks to see Temari and Shikamaru laughing their asses off and asking the photographer to get pictures of the scene Akamaru is causing, he doesn’t bother telling Kiba to wrangle the cute mutt. 

“You still single?” Kiba asks as Akamaru runs back to him, brown nose covered in white frosting and strawberry cake crumbs that he probably shouldn’t have had. 

“Uh, yeah,” Kankuro answers with a blush that he hopes is well-hidden by his face paint. Though he’s not at all disappointed that Kiba seems to be on the same page as him, he is surprised at the other man’s straightforwardness. “I haven’t really… Bothered, y’know, since after what we had during the war. How about you?”

Kiba smiles.

“Me, too.”

And suddenly, being one of the few single people at this wedding isn’t as bad as Kankuro thought it was.

“Hey, everyone, it’s time for the bouquet toss!” Temari calls out, much cheerier than usual on her happy day.

Kiba stands up with Akamaru happily trotting up next to him.

“Wanna come with?” Kiba offers and nods his head towards where Temari is standing on a platform with the bouquet of white jasmines in her hands.

“Sure,” Kankuro nods and follows Kiba to the crowd that’s gathered behind Temari.

Then, the bouquet is tossed. It soars past the front of the crowd and past the middle to the back where Kankuro and Kiba are. Kankuro has never cared much for traditions like this, but he does make an attempt at catching it, only to see that Kiba is also reaching for it when Akamaru suddenly jumps up and puts his paws on the Inuzuka’s back. Kiba stumbles and falls forward, still catching the bouquet but about to hit the ground. Kankuro rushes to catch him, only for it to backfire. Kiba falls into his chest and knocks him onto his back. Their faces brush, and their lips are smashed together for the first time in five years. 

One of Kankuro’s hands wraps around the bouquet to make sure it doesn’t fall and get crushed in this clusterfuck of shit, but when he opens his eyes, he sees that one; both he and Kiba have caught the bouquet, and two; there’s a circle of all the reception guests made around them, staring, laughing, and talking about what’s just happened.

To make the situation even worse, that knucklehead Naruto is behind them taking pictures and laughing his ass off. Temari rushes over to make sure they’re both okay while Shikamaru and his best man, Choji, snicker at the display over two glasses of champagne.

Kiba jumps up with the bouquet in hand and grabs Kankuro by the arm to pull him up

“I’m so sorry, man, are you okay!?” Kiba asks, then turns to Akamaru before Kankuro can even answer and scolds him. “Akamaru, why would you do that? I can’t believe you!”

Akamaru lets out a noise that sounds like a laugh, or maybe a snort. He lowers his head with a guilty expression.

“I’m fine, but you know, you should really train that dog of yours a little better!” Kankuro chuckles and reaches down to scratch Akamaru’s chin.

To his surprise, Akamaru leans into the touch and licks his hand. 

The crowd disperses and slowly starts to leave the reception. Kankuro and Kiba linger behind, going back to their lonely little table. Tenten and Sakura are dancing together, and Lee and Gaara have fucked off to God knows where together. The other couples have either left or are sitting at their own tables. Temari and Shikamaru go around to thank the remaining guests for attending, Temari with an arm over Shikamaru’s shoulder.

“You haven’t danced at all today,” Kiba says, but it’s not true.

“I did, too! Remember when I danced with Temari and Gaara earlier? It was part of the ceremony,” Kankuro explains in reference to the ‘father daughter dance’, which he and Gaara offered to do with Temari in Rasa’s place so she wouldn’t have to cut it out of the ceremony entirely.

They walked her down the aisle, too. Kankuro briefly wonders if their parents’ absence on a day like this is bothering Temari at all, but then he looks over to her and sees her and Shikamaru still beaming at each other.

“Oh, right, but that’s not what I meant,” Kiba says with a dismissive wave. “I meant you haven’t danced since the reception started.”

“Well, no one’s asked me to,” Kankuro shrugs. 

“Then I guess I’ll have to bite the bullet and do it myself,” Kiba grins, then stands up and offers Kankuro his hand. “Wanna dance, Kankuro?”

“...Sure, Kiba. For old time’s sake.”

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[shoto-chann]

Title: Don't Ignore Me

Ship: KanuKiba

Description: Ever since Kankuro got to the Leaf Village, all he's been doing is fix his puppets. And Kiba wants attention and hates being ignored. So he teaches his boyfriend to never ignore him again.

Lee:

Ler:

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Kankuro had just came to the Leaf Village to spend some time with his boyfriend, Kiba Inuzuka. He had just won a battle with another rouge ninja, so he felt like relaxing with Kiba and Akamaru to destress. However, during his battle, Crow got badly damaged and had to be fixed. So Kankuro sat there in Kiba's house trying to fix Crow. But Kiba's getting a little impatient.

"Come on, Kankuro. I'm booored." Kiba sank into the chair he was sitting in, trying to get his boyfriend to give him attention. "Hold on, Kiba. I'll hang out with you. Just give me time." Kankuro said without looking away from Crow. "But how much time do you need?" "Give me ten more minutes. I'll be finished by then." "You said that ten minutes ago!" Kiba groaned loudly. He was tired of waiting for Kankuro to be finished. He wanted attention, and he wanted it now.

"Come on, babe. You promised we could hang out today. But ever since you got here, you've been fixing your toy and completely ignoring me." "Okay, first of all, Crow is not a toy. He is a friend." "But Kankuro-" "Kiba, I promise we will hang out. I didn't come all the way over here just to fix Crow. I will spend time with you. But in a few minutes. In the meantime, take Akamaru out for a walk. When you come back, I'll be ready."

Kiba opened his mouth to argue, but stopped himself. He didn't wanna argue with Kankuro and make this a big deal. He could wait a few more minutes. Right? Kiba pouted and sighed before making up his mind. "Fine. Come on, Akamaru." Akamaru barked and followed Kiba. Kiba opened the door and walked out without looking back. He shut the door behind him and stated walking with Akamaru. Kankuro chuckled as he rolled his eyes and started to speed up. He wanted to get done as soon as possible. He hated whenever Kiba was upset and didn't want to keep him waiting.

Meanwhile, Kiba and Akamaru we're walking around the village bored out their minds for about eight minutes. They didn't know what to do today while waiting for Kankuro. They didn't want to train cause it was their day off. Most of their friends were busy. And he had the house to himself, so the family wouldn't entertain them until they got back, which wouldn't be for a couple of weeks. "What can we do, Akamaru?" Akamaru whined, suggesting that he didn't know what to do. Kiba sighed and just thought about going back bored when something got his attention. Well, more like someone. "What the hell?" Kiba and Akamaru went to investigate and found Choji laughing, with Shikamaru sitting on top of him doing something to Choji. "Plehehehehease! Shihihihihika! Ihit tihihihihickles!" Choji laughed as he squirmed and giggled as he tried to get away. "It's supposed to, Cho. That's how tickling works." The smirking Shikamaru said as he started tickling Choji's neck, causing the young Akimichi boy to squeal and giggle like a little kid. Seeing his friends like this gave Kiba a great idea. He grinned at the thought of Kankuro's punishment and started walking back to his house.

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Kankuro sighed and rubbed his temples. He was stressed and exhausted from all the working. Plus, It's been nearly fifteen minutes and Kiba hasn't came back yet. He was starting to get a bit worried. Was Kiba that upset? He was barely halfway done too! Oh, what was he going to tell Kiba? He was so focused on worrying about Kiba that he didn't hear the door opening. He felt someone's chakra in the air, but was too distracted to consider who it was. Kiba, on the other hand, was sneaking up behind Kankuro with an evil grin. He waited for his boyfriend to let his guard down. And the second Kankuro raised his arms-

Kiba tackled Kankuro to the ground and pinned him with his arms above his head. Kankuro was completely taken by surprise as he looked and saw Kiba over him. "What the hell, Kiba? What was that for?" "That was for lying to me. You said you would be finished in ten minutes." Kankuro got a bit nervous. "Uh, well I, uh... I'm halfway finished...kinda." "Kinda? That's not good enough for me." Kiba eyed his ribs and tummy. Kankuro, completely unaware what Kiba was thinking, got a little more nervous.

"Uh, Kiba? Are you gonna say something? You're freaking me out by not saying anything and staring at me like that." Kiba snapped out of his trance and grinned even wider. "Oh, you're in trouble now, Kankuro." Kankuro was now confused. He knew Kiba would never hurt him, but the thought of what Kiba might do to him was killing him. "Uh, what does that mean, exactly?" "Oh I'm certain you know what's coming." Kiba leaned in and whispered something in Kankuro's ear. "We both know what happens when you ignore me."

Kankuro's eyes widened in fear, his expression growing more nervous by the second. He had forgotten all the tickling he would get from Kiba whenever he would ignore him. And now that he's ignored Kiba yet again, he was for sure going to get it. "Wait, Kiba. We can talk about this." He struggled more under Kiba's weight as he tried to escape. "Nope. You're not getting out of this one, baby." "Kibaha, plehehease." "This is for ignoring me all day."

Kiba started tickling Kankuro's sides vigorously, to which Kankuro responded with loud and cute giggles. "Kihihihibahaha! Stahahahap!" "No. I just started. Plus, you deserve this. You knew this would happen if you ignored me." "I dihihidn't mehean to! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Kiba snuck his hands in Kankuro's shirt and tickled his sides more softly, knowing that his boyfriend was much more weaker to soft tickles. "Kihihihibahahahahaha! Plehehehehease! I cahahahan't breheheathe!" Despite Kankuro's pleading, Kiba did not stop. That only encouraged him to continue. "Kihihihibahahahahaha! Stahahahap ihihit nohohohohohow!" "Hmm. I wonder if Akamaru wants in on the fun." Kankuro hated when Kiba would bring Akamaru into this. When Akamaru would tickle him, he wouldn't stop unless Kiba said so. "Dohohohohon't you dahahahahare!" "Or else what?" Kiba asked with a smirk. "Or ehehelse I wohohon't vihihisit ahanymohohohohore!" Obviously that was the biggest lie he's ever told in his life. But if it meant it could get Kiba to stop, then he was willing to try anything.

And it worked because Kiba stopped immediately and got off of him with a worried look on his face. "No! You don't mean that, do you?" Kankuro continued laughing, but not because he was being tickled. It was because Kiba actually fell for his trick. "Mahan, you're so gullible. No I don't actually mean it." As Kankuro continued laughing, Kiba sat next to Kankuro and pouted. "That wasn't funny." "It was prehetty funny." Kiba growled. "Oh, I'll give you something to laugh about then." Kiba reached out to tickle Kankuro again, but Kankuro managed to grab his hands in time and hold them in place. "Oh no. I don't think so." Kankuro said. Kiba tried with all of his might to get free, but couldn't move anywhere.

"Damn it, Kankuro. You're ruining my fun." Kiba pouted again. "Aww, come on, baby." Kankuro poked Kiba's sides. Kiba twitched and suppressed his giggles. He didn't want to give his boyfriend the satisfaction of hearing him laugh. "Baby, come on. Don't pout. Let me see that cute smile of yours." Kankuro continued to poke his sides. Kiba squirmed and tried to get free, but all he could do was sit there and take the tickles. He shook his head while trying to keep his mouth shut. Kankuro, knowing that he would have to try harder, started squeezing Kiba's sides and hips, hoping that Kiba would at least crack a smile if he was going to be stubborn. Kiba let slip a few giggles with a small smile, but kept his mouth shut, now able to crawl away.

"Oh, no you don't." Kankuro dragged Kiba backwards and pinned him on his back. He continued tickling Kiba's sides and hips, and Kiba continued to fight back his urge to giggle. "Oh, come on, baby. You don't want me to see that cute smile of yours? That cute little baby smile you have?" Kiba lost his ability to hold back the giggles and let them all out. Kankuro's teasing was always more than enough to fluster Kiba and make him giggly.

"Nohohohohoho! Noho teheheheasing!" "Aww, there's my baby's precious smile." Kiba hid his face with his hands. "Stahahahap ihihit!" "And why should I? You didn't stop when I asked you to. And plus, didn't you want attention? Well, I'm giving it to you, aren't I?" Kiba squirmed like a dog giggling his head off. Of course, he obviously loved when Kankuro tickled him. It was his favorite way of getting attention. But Kankuro was supposed to be the one to fall into helpless giggles and beg for mercy. That was the entire point of the plan. And now that was ruined.

Kiba tried tickling Kankuro back in hopes of escaping. "Oh no no no. Not this time." Kankuro shot his hands in Kiba's armpits. Kiba threw his head back laughing three octaves higher and squirming more viciously than ever. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE! BAHAHAHABY!" Kiba kicked his feet and continued to squirm while holding his arms at his sides, trapping Kankuro's fingers in the process. "NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR!" Kankuro simply chuckled as he continued to tickle the hell out of his cute boyfriend.

"KAHAHAHANKUROHOHOHO!" "Yes, my beloved baby boy toy?" Kiba's already red face went even redder than the marks on his face. Shaking his head violently, tears now streaming down his face, he tried everything he could to get free. "STAHAHAHAP IHIHIT NOHOHOHOHOHOW! NOHOHOHOHOHO TEHEHEHEASING! NOHOHOHO MOHORE TIHIHIHIHICKLES!" "And why not? Don't you want attention? Do you not want attention anymore? Does that mean I can get back to work on Crow now?"

That was the last straw. Kiba mustered the strength to overthrow Kankuro and pin him again. Regaining his breath, Kiba wipes the tears from his eyes. Finally being able to look down at Kankuro, he looked mad. "Uh, babe look. You tickled me, and I tickled you back. We're even now, right?" Kankuro was nervous. He was afraid of what Kiba might say or do. "Look, we can go hang out like you wanted to. How about a movie night? That sounds like a great idea, don't you think?" Kankuro tried to wiggle free, but found that he couldn't move. Mainly because of the fact that Kiba had his claws out. Kiba sighed and looked at Kankuro with a playful, yet menacing death glare. "Even? We're even? You tickled one of my worst tickle spots! So now, we're not even. I think it's time I get even with you..." "No. Kiba, you wouldn't." "Oh, I would." "Kiba, wait. We can talk about this." "It's too late for that."

Without giving Kankuro another chance to speak, Kiba attacked Kankuro's worst spot: his tummy. Kankuro bucked and howled with laughter as he was forced to endure the tummy tickles from Kiba. "WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Kiba ignored his pleading. He raised his shirt past his upper belly and clawed at his tummy, specifically around the edges of his belly button. Poor Kankuro only laughed and squirmed like a toddler receiving tickles from their parents. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! KIHIHIHIBAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Kankuro tried to cover his extremely ticklish tummy, but Kiba's hands were too fast and kept on moving to different parts of his tummy. Kankuro kicked, screamed, and squirmed viciously, but no matter what he did or how hard he tried, he couldn't get free or slow down the tickles. All he could do was lay there and take it.

"KIHIHIHIBAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I'M SOHOHOHOHOHORY! I'M SOHOHOHOHOHORY!" "How do I know you're not lying to me just so I can stop? And besides, you're adorable when you're being tickled. You're just my little tickle toy." Kankuro had now reached his limit. If he wanted Kiba to stop, he had to do it. He had to admit defeat. Kankuro hated admitting defeat against Kiba in their tickle fights. Usually it was Kiba who admitted defeat. But this time, if he wanted to live, he would have to swallow his pride, and a couple breaths of air, and admit his defeat. "UHUHUNCLE! UHUHUNCLE! I GIHIHIHIVE! I GIHIHIHIVE! MEHEHEHEHERCY!" Kiba could tell Kankuro was reaching his limit. And he felt bad about going on for this long. Well...kinda.

"Alright, fine. I'll stop. But...I have to do one more thing, my cute baby." Kankuro violently shook his head, knowing what Kiba was going to do, but couldn't say anything because of the tickling. Kiba took a long, deep breath, lowered his head, and gave Kankuro a giant raspberry. Kankuro absolutely lost his mind in that exact moment. "AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" His laughter went silent in that moment, and that's when Kiba finally stopped. He got off of Kankuro and rubbed his back as he sat up and tried to steady his breathing. He even let Kankuro pet Akamaru to help him feel better.

After a few minutes, Kankuro could breathe again, but his goofy smile refused to leave. Kiba chuckled and grinned. "I see you had lots of fun there, baby." Kankuro pushed Kiba playfully. "Shut up. At least I wasn't the one crying in laughter." "You're the one who went into silent laughter." "You're the one who was extremely cute while being tickled like the little baby you are." Kankuro winked and pinched his face, making Kiba turn red in the face in embarrassment.

"All jokes aside, thank you, Kiba. I needed that break. A lot. I guess I shouldn't have been so focused on fixing Crow instead of you." Kiba placed a hand on Kankuro's back. "It's fine, babe. Honestly. I'm just glad you gave me attention and had fun." Kankuro smiled and gave him a huge hug, to which Kiba hugged back. After their big, they both looked at each other and kissed. They kissed for about a minute before breaking it and looking back at each other. "Oh, just one more thing." Kiba said before poking Kankuro's sides again. "Don't ever ignore me again." "Okahahay! I wohohon't!" Kiba stopped. Kankuro smiled at him.

"Can I get back to fixing Crow now? Please?" Kiba sat and thought about it for a bit. "Oh okay. I'll let you work on your toy now." Now it was Kankuro's turn to poke Kiba's sides. "Crow is not a toy. He's a friend." "Hahahaha! Okahahay! He's aha friehehehehend! A friehehehehend!" Kankuro stopped and giggled as he turned to work on fixing Crow. Kiba sat next to him and watched him for a while. Eventually, Kiba felt drowsy and fell asleep, leaning on Kankuro as he fell asleep. Kankuro looked at him and giggled as he reached for their blanket from the couch and wrapped it around them and Akamaru, who walked next to Kiba and started sleeping as well. As Kankuro finished wrapping the blanket around the three of them, Kankuro gave Kiba a kiss on his forehead. "I love you, Kankuro." Kiba said half asleep with a big smile. "I love you too, Kiba, you cute baby boy." Kankuro responded with his smile before turning to finish fixing Crow. After he was done, he would put Kiba to bed and cuddle with him for a bit. He deserved cuddles after today. And so did Kiba.

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*Author's Note

I am a huge fan of this ship and will forever be here for it. I hope you loved this fic as much as I do. I think this is one of my favorite fics so far. If you want to see a headcannon for this ship or any other ship (from Naruto, My Hero Academia, Hunter x Hunter, or Demon Slayer), my dms and asks are always open. I will respond as fast as I can. And don't be shy in asking. I don't judge and I'm willing to make friends.

That's all for now. Until next time,

❄️🔥Shoto-chann🔥❄️ out

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[wing-ed-thing]

Ghost (Gaara x SandNymph!Reader)

Synopsis: Gaara insists that he's been dating you for about a month. Well, Kankuro and Temari haven't seen you once and are convinced you're not even real. Temari is extremely concerned.

Word Count: 2.3k

Tags/Warnings: SandNymph!Reader, No Reader Pronouns, Humor, Fluff

Notes: I'm using "nymph" because I thought "sand spirit" or "spirit" would be confused with Shukaku, you know, Gaara's literal "sand spirit."

“A… date…?” Temari was in such disbelief over what she had just heard that she had to repeat it aloud. The lecture she had prepared about scheduling meetings died on her lips. Gaara spared a questioning glance from his paperwork, holding his pen just barely over the pages below. He held his posture completely still as he studied his sister’s expression of disbelief. Her eyebrows shot to her forehead. “You?” she blurted.

He frowned. 

“Is it that hard to believe?” Gaara returned to his work, the previously motionless pen now sailing across the page. Termari opened her mouth before closing it again, at a loss for words, as she studied the schedule nestled in her hands. The slot of time that had been sectioned off still sat there just as it had the last time she stared at it. The location was marked “rooftop.”

The note made Temari quirk her lip in pleasant surprise. She nodded to herself, cocking her head to the side as she stared at the combination of letters. Now that she thought of it, the rooftop of the Kazekage office wasn’t a terrible date location. The time would set Gaara’s date to start around sunset, making for quite the romantic atmosphere she didn’t know he had the capabilities to foresee. 

Temari glanced toward the Kazekage headpiece displayed on the wall behind Gaara’s desk, wondering if the not-so-subtle nod to his position had been intentional when he chose the setting. It was quite the power move. She couldn’t decipher whether it was too intimidating or if her little brother secretly had more charm than he let on. 

“Do you need something from me?” Gaara corralled his paperwork, leveling the pages against his desk. Temari shook her head, physically dismissing her thoughts as she brought the schedule forward to place it in front of him. She stood there and rocked on her heels, always one to make it known when she had an opinion. Gaara let out a quiet sigh and spoke in an even tone. “Yes?”

“Don’t you think the Kazekage office is a bit intimidating?” Temari hummed, glancing off to the side. She pivoted the ball of her foot on the intricately woven carpet below. Gaara’s writing stopped for a second before picking up again. 

“Considering that this is my place of employment— and that I’m the Kazekage— I would hope not.” Gaara quickly dismissed the question, much to Temari’s chagrin. “But I suppose we can afford to purchase a decorative plant or two.” 

“I meant for your date,” Temari protested. An undetectable smirk tugged at Gaara’s cheeks, tarnishing his otherwise unreadable expression. “You knew what I meant.” Gaara blinked as he pivoted in his chair to stand and retrieve a few more pressing documents. Temari perked up instantly, folding her arms as she moved around the large wooden desk. “What’s with that look?” She jabbed a finger at him. 

“I didn’t say anything,” Gaara insisted with a shake of his head. A small crease appeared above his brow. He brushed past his sister, adamant about finishing his clerical work over engaging with her.

“You didn’t say anything, but you were thinking it.” 

“Temari.”

“You put a date on your official calendar and didn’t even tell me about it?” As angry as she sounded, the gleeful inflection that whipped up the end of her sentence betrayed her. She leaned against Gaara’s desk to his left. With another subtle heave of his chest, he slowly met her eye. Her irises glinted. 

“We’ve been seeing each other for quite some time. This is nothing new.” 

“Wait, what?”

“Temari, please. If this is all—” He tapped the schedule with the back of his pen. —“I’d appreciate it if you left me to my work.” 

Temari visibly deflated and left with a huff, knowing ultimately that she had been pushing her luck. She glanced back at her brother one more time before gently closing the office door. It was time to compare notes. 

***

“It’s been maybe two months?” Kankuro took a sip of his tea with a shrug of his shoulders. Temari couldn’t help how her mouth hung open in disbelief. She stepped forward, slamming her palms on the surface of Kankuro’s glorified desk. A few papers went toppling to the floor as he visibly jumped. Liquid spilled over the side of his cup. “Probably longer?”

“You didn’t tell me?”

“I thought you knew!” Kankuro raised his hands in defense, three fingers still wrapped around his beverage. He snuck another sip. “I mean, it’s the same time every week. He puts it in the calendar for fuck’s sake.” Kankuro placed his cup on a few scattered papers in front of him, moving just in time to catch a falling pile of files.

“What do you mean ‘probably’?” Kankuro randomly spread the compilation of work across the desk, all the forms and other important documents blending together in the unorganized mass. He only shrugged, clearly disinterested in the matter at hand. “Kankuro.”

“I dunno!” He shrugged again, but higher this time, sinking in his chair to pout at the clock mounted on the wall. Kankuro had hoped that he could waste the rest of the workday away in peace. The bodyguard to the Kazekage being a clearly redundant position, there was only so much ass Kankuro could kick in the comfort of an office environment. While he certainly performed other tasks, those tasks… could be done another day. “I think he gets stood up half the time anyway.”

Temari tried to instigate a conversation about Gaara’s dating life twice that day, and twice, one of her brothers attempted to get her to drop the subject by inadvertently dropping the juiciest tidbits into the conversation. Suffice it to say, neither time worked in their favor. 

Kankuro tried to turn away from Temari in his swivel chair. She rotated him back. Fury mounted in her eyes. 

“He what?” She towered over him with her 

“I don’t know that for sure,” Kankuro whined, letting his head tilt back onto the back of his chair. He kicked an ankle up onto his opposite knee, cradling it in his lap as he braced himself for Temari’s firestorm. “He just always comes downstairs alone whenever I’ve been here late. But then again—” Kankuro scratched lazily at the back of his head. —“That’s me being here late.”

“Your brother has been dating—”

—“Our brother…?—”

“Your brother has had a more successful dating life than you—”

— “Okay, uncalled for—”

— “And you don’t want to know who it is?” Temari placed her fists on her hips with a puff of her chest. She sighed, walking around him to gaze out the window, watching people trickle in and out of the office building. Only when she had her back turned did Kankuro relax. 

“‘Mari, I know you’re concerned about this, but I honestly don’t think it’s anyone.” 

Temari snapped back around, causing Kankuro to sink back into his chair. She quirked her brow. Her lip twitched downward skeptically.

“What do you mean?”

“You really think he’s actually seeing anyone?” Kankuro stressed, leaning forward. He glanced in the vague direction of Gaara’s office. Temari followed his glance in consideration. “Even if he is the Kazekage, it’s just another degree of separation from being a regular guy.”

“You think he’s making it up?” The two locked eyes simultaneously, both having the same thought but neither wanting to vocalize it. Kankuro averted his eyes guiltily.

“I wouldn’t say he’s making it up…” he trailed off. “He has us, of course. And he has pretty good interactions with most people in, like, a Kazekage kinda way…” Kankuro heaved in a deep breath. “I just think he’s, um… compensating. I’m sure he’ll tell us everything when he’s ready.”

Temari wanted to fight him on his point, but she knew that Kankuro was right.

***

The rooftop housed a small garden. Flowerpots ranging in size lined the east side. A few sturdy stands had made their way upstairs, offering a few neat displays for the pots to sit. one of the older secretaries routinely arrived to work early to maintain his menagerie of drought-hardy plants: a well-kept compilation of cacti, succulents, and desert flowers. Over quite a number of years, the old man managed to turn the dreary, cracked rooftop of the Kazekage building into a rather peaceful space. 

You were already waiting for him when Gaara arrived. The glow of the fiery-colored evening outlined your silhouette, a sunset of painted crimson surrounding you in his sights. You turned as soon as you heard the door.

Gaara stood in the doorway of the stairwell. 

Your simple, traditional robes fluttered slightly in the evening breeze. Particles of sand fell from your fingertips, leaving a rounded puddle beneath around your feet. 

But he didn’t move. Instead, Gaara leaned against the doorframe; the inside knob of the wide-open door sat under his fingertips as he stood enamored with you. You lit up at the sight of him, beckoning him over. Gaara tried to suppress the bashful smile of admiration that slowly crept onto his lips. 

He stepped forward, letting the door close behind him, and stopped short in front of it. Gaara shifted his weight to his back leg. Two neat dimples indented his cheeks as he raised his arms, holding his pointed index fingers and thumbs to make a square shape as he lined you up in his vision with the blazing sunset in the background. 

Gaara squinted one eye. You rolled yours.

“Get over here,” you protested playfully with a droop of your shoulders. Gaara’s lips tightened to form a twisted line as he snickered to himself, jogging forward to embrace you. You pressed your forehead against his.

“Have I ever told you that sunset is my favorite time of day?” Gaara said softly. You kissed the corner of his lips. 

His fingers laced through yours. With a brush of your palm, a few more grains of sand fell to the ground. You chuckled, letting a sentimental smile rest across your mouth, pulling away to lead him to the edge of the rooftop. 

But Gaara stood still, letting the tension of your pull stretch his arm and stop you mid-step. He used your momentum to pull you back into his arms, adding a spin as he did so.

“You must have missed me a lot,” you quipped as you used his leather-clad shoulder to steady yourself. Gaara shrugged with an informality surely unbecoming of a political figure as important as the Kazekage. But the soft gaze that focused back on you held nothing but genuity.

“Every time I looked upon the sand,” he hummed, finally releasing you. You cocked your head to the side, mischief already beginning to cloud your illuminated irises. 

“Every time?” you repeated with a snicker and planted your hands on your hips. “It’s a miracle you can get anything done.” 

You backed up a step, and Gaara followed. A few feet before the edge of the rooftop, you had set up a modest, woven blanket and a spread of simple, traditional foods. The two of you sat, perfectly shrouded from prying eyes by the tall cacti that grew around you. 

“Bold of you to assume anything ever gets done with all these new global alliances.” Gaara’s forehead creased with amusement as he poured the tea for both of you. You began to fix the plates. “This is a government building, after all.”

“Oh, so the Kazekage has jokes. Does Baki know? I’m sure he would be thrilled to hear you say that.” 

“I can’t say he does.”

Gaara set your tea down in front of you. The sun had lowered enough so that you could see each other clearly in the indirect light. The sky cast a golden color over the desert, and the fading beams trickled through the desert flowers that surrounded you. 

“Well, I’m glad you found some time to take a break.”

“I always have time for you.”

***

The sun had set by the time Temari finally left the office. Bright moonlight lit up the roads as she began her trek home after a long day of running papers. Homes were lit with warm lantern light, laying the path before her. Kankuro already left hours ago. 

She strode through the street. A few people milled about around her, also commuting home from work or closing up small market stalls. In a moment overtaken by thought, Temari stopped in the middle of the sidewalk to turn back toward the office building. 

The outdoor lights had been lit. She searched for Gaara’s office window, only to find it dark. Perhaps he went home at the same time Kankuro had. Given the week they’ve had, Gaara deserved some well-needed rest, Temari decided. But two figures caught her eye just as she was about to turn her back to continue her walk. 

Obscured by the tall plants on the rooftop, Temari could have easily missed them if she had been looking from any other angle. She looked to her left, then right, scanning the street for people before she stepped forward, squinting to get a better look. Temari hadn’t forgotten about Gaara’s date for a second, but she hadn’t expected it to go so late into the evening. And while she happened to see you and Gaara saying your goodbyes, she might as well see who’s dating her little brother.

But as soon as Temari began to look closer, you disappeared into a swirl of sand, and the grains blew into the breeze. 

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: I prefer to avoid gendering readers in my work. Originally I was wondering how to talk about you in third person without having to pick a set of pronouns, but the dialogue wrote smoother than I originally even thought! It's very possible to write reader inserts without mentioning any specific third-person pronouns, it just requires some creativity, flexibility, and thought— I stand by this!

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[kataraznastytoughts]

The seamstress who sewed my heart together (Kankuro x Reader)

Summary: A new sewing shop opened its gate in Suna and Kankuro wanted a new outfit for himself, but the moment he saw the seamstress he fell in love in the first sight of her. And he keeps returning to the shop a few times before he ask the girl out.

Kankuros pov:

I've had my best dreams when Temari burst into my room in the morning and started shouting and hitting me to wake up until I gave in and woke up. I was still half asleep but I managed to get in the bathroom and do my war paint and get ready for the day.

As I got downstairs Gaara and Temari was already eating their breakfast and talked about something. While I made a coffe for myself Temari rambled about some new sewing shop that just opened.

"You know Kankuro you could get a new outfit there because this one is a pure rag."Temari commented still eating her croissant.

"I know. I think I want to go there today to get one." I nodded while I drunk my last sip of my coffe and get to the front door to put my shoes on. "I'ma go now. Hope they opened. See ya!"

While I was walking on the streets to get here I could feel the warmth of the sun on my cheeks.

When I arrived I was reliefed that they were opened. So I stepped in to the shop. When I saw the seamstress I lost my breath and I froze, my heart was skipping a beat and then started to beat faster and faster.

Reader pov:

'No costumers yet, but my shift is almost ending. Man this is boring! Please someone get in so I can do something useful.' I was bored so I grabbed some material and started to sew it together and I hardly noticed that someone walked in. It was a handsome man wearing a full black outfit and a black hood with purple war paint.

I greeted him and when I asked what he came for. The first time he didn't reply just looked at me like he seen a ghost. So I asked again with a much powerful tone he finally answered. After he told me that he wanted another full black outfit I guided him to get in place so I can get his sizes.

He was shaking the whole time, when i asked him question he hardly replied and he avoided any eyecontact. 'What had gotten into him? I'ts his first time in a sewing shop or what?'

Kankuro pov:

After some time she greeted me with a soft smile and asked me what i wanted. I was still frozen and no words came out. 'What had gotten into me?' She waited a little and asked again with a much powerful tone and i snapped out of being frozen and answered her.

She guided me to a place where she started to get my sizes. The shock came again when I felt her warm hands on my body. I started shaking and I hold my breath when she came up to check my shoulders. I was red. She asked me questions but I only managed to breath out one word answers. 'What is happening to me? Damn this is embarrasing.'

After she finished with getting my sizes she told me that the outfit would be done by 1-2 weeks. She wanted my adress so she can send a letter when it's done. So I gave it to her. Before I left the shop she asked me why was i scared and told me that she don't bite.

I walked home with a huge grin on my lips. I got home and I told everything to Temari. She started laughing and I was clueless why. When she stopped she looked in my eyes with a serious face.

"Kankuro, you fell in love with the girl by first sight."

"What?"

"You fell in love by first sight."

I thinked for a moment and she was right. The seamstress was actually really beautiful. Her y/h/c hair was in a low bun, glasses covered her y/e/c eyes. She looked like an angel that fell from heaven.

I asked Temari for some tips but she only told me that after i got the outfit i should visit her often and then ask her out.

So there came my plan.

-Two weeks later-

The letter came that my outfit was ready. So I get there immediately and picked it up. I put it on and went to get some icecream. And I "acctidentally" dropped my ice cream on the fabric. So I went back to complain. She was stunned but told me to get it off and she will clean it for me, after I left she told me to be careful next time.

After some days I went back because I again "acctidentally" tripped and there was a hole on the pants. She was stunned again and she patched it up.

After theese two "acctidents" happened to be more and after 3 weeks of doing these I became even closer to her and when I felt its time to ask her out I came there again. But this time with out anything on my outfit.

Reader pov:

I send out the letter 30 minutes ago but he was here already. So he just picked it up and before he left he winked at me. And I had butterflies in my tummy and I knew at that moment fell in love.

I was stunned when he came back with the outfit fully soaked in the ice cream. 'How could i get it out?' So i did my best and get the ice cream out of it. "Be careful next time sir!"

2 days later he came back because he tripped. I patched the hole that the pants had. He gave a big smile before he left.

We became closer each time because of these acctidents.

And he came again.

Story tellers pov:

"Hey Y/n!" Said Kankuro witha big cocky slime.

"Hello Kankuro, don't tell me that you had an another acctident." Sighned y/n.

"Nope! Not one this time!"

"Phew! Thats good to hear! But what can i help you with if you haven't came because of an accident? You would like a new outfit?"

"No, I came for you."He blushed while he take out a bouquet of sunflowers behind his back. He leaned closer. "Will you go out with me?"

"Y-yes i would love to!"Y/n said turning red as she put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheeks that now turned even more red.

Bonus: They went out to date for a few times before the become girlfriend-boyfriend. Then 4 years later they got married and had a baby boy thats the copy&paste of Kankuro.

#kankuro fluff #kankuro #kankuro x reader #naruto #sunagakure #suna #sabaku no kankuro #fluff #first sight love #my first ever fic #Seamstress!reader x Costumer!Kankuro

[susililys]

MY SHIKATEMA FANFIC RECS MASTERLIST PART 1

As someone who has been reading ShikaTema fanfiction for 18+ years, and who to this day reads it on a daily basis, I realized that I should probably make a fanfic recommendation post. I hope this is helpful to my fellow ShikaTema fans. I have read all of these multiple times over the years. I’ll be organizing them mostly based on setting/arc. Bold titles mean they are my all time favorites. I will place an M for Mature or any Explicit fics. I will be updating this list in the future, as I find more fics that I've might've missed in my favorites while writing this first draft, or as new fics are uploaded. Also can I just say how I can’t believe that I randomly decided to work on this throughout Shikamaru and Shikadai’s birthday?

Part 1 will include fics set during Naruto up to the Blank Period (when they were dating).

Part 2 will include a continuation of the Blank Period up to their marriage, as well as some Post Chapter 700 recs.

Part 3 will include a continuation of Post Chapter 700 recs, as well as AU's, Canon Divergent's etc.

Naruto / Naruto Shippuden / Post War / Canon Divergent

Arranged by: PSITeleport INCOMPLETE One of my all time favorites growing up.

Dear Kishimoto, You Can Bite Me by: PSITeleport ONESHOT I think about this one often!

Picture in the wallet- The Misadventure of Shiho by: XxPinkPeachesxX ONESHOT This one is such a fun one that I always find myself going back to.

On the Eve of War by: Cinder_Rose M | ONESHOT First time smut, before going to war, it's beautiful.

Self-preservation in a Teeny Tiny Fire Red Bikini by: mississippimudpiecraves M | ONESHOT Shikamaru and Temari are sent on a undercover mission that has them come to term with their feelings for one another.

A Grand Exception by: mississippimudpiecraves ONESHOT Shikamaru has to escort another girl throughout Konoha who keeps flirting with him, Temari, Ino, Chouji and Sakura follow. So good!

Perseverance by: mississippimudpiecraves ONESHOT This writer has so many good fics, I love this one regarding Temari coming to term with her feelings after the war.

Mistakes by: scavengerscab ONESHOT A masterpiece, Shikamaru has to think fast to protect Temari.

Sand By: TaintedMoonlight ONESHOT Short and cute confession fic.

Recent Photo by: PSITeleport ONESHOT Shikamaru writes a letter to Temari requesting a filled out form with a recent photo of herself as Chuunin examiner and it ends up with some cute back and forth flirting.

Catch22 by: Lotos-Eater COMPLETE Shikamaru needs to find a way to be with Temari even though they are from different villages.

Three Days by: Lotos-Eater M | ONESHOT Classic for a reason

Liar, Liar by: TaintedMoonlight ONESHOT Shikamaru gets injured on a mission and Temari must come to terms with her feelings.

Broken Promises by: loknnica ONESHOT Shikamaru finds out Temari is considering an arranged marriage and goes to Suna to put a stop to it.

The Secret is Out by: SpicedGold ONESHOT Implied ShikaTema, it's good fun.

Sidekick by: hiccupfound M | ONESHOT Can never have enough smut.

Laid Bare by: InnocentDumpling ONESHOT Post war smut.

Unmask Yourself by Image13 M | INCOMPLETE Post war, this includes some other ships that I'm not really fond of, but the ShikaTema in it is worth it.

Mr. and Miss Communication by: chaosnojutsu ONESHOT Cute miscommunication concerning Shikamaru and Mirai.

You're The Reason by: InnocentDumpling ONESHOT Post war confessions in the rain. Super sweet.

Perfume by: sentpri ONESHOT Pre war love confessions, fluff.

Gravity by: SangriaKisses ONESHOT First kiss during the war.

Bewitched by: loknnica ONESHOT Post war, Shikamaru finally confesses as they work.

Interrogation by: mississippimudpiecraves ONESHOT Yoshino comes across ShikaTema having a meal, great interactions.

Inside the Black Ant by: Troublesome Shikamaru Fan ONESHOT This one is a good time, Kankuro the meddling brother.

Together in Solitude by: SunnyD545 ONESHOT Loved this exchange!

A Little Cup of Tea by: dentsucree ONESHOT Post war, navigating feelings.

We're In This by: OstaraNight COMPLETE The feels, ST on a dangerous mission, Shikamaru asks Temari to leave him behind.

I Kind Of Might Love You by: heimai ONESHOT You don’t know how badly I love this little interaction.

A Moment by: drowninglinguists ONESHOT How Temari changed her hairstyle. I get butterflies reading this.

Overture by: Umayar ONESHOT This was a fun read, Shikamaru proposes in a cave.

Something to Prove by: Desbelleschoses COMPLETE Very nice multi-chaptered fic with a sequel (incomplete) that follows a canon divergent way on how ST got together.

It's All in Your Head by: heimai M | COMPLETE Fun fic that includes Shikamaru having naughty dreams about Temari..

Blank Period / Dating / Shinobi Union

Hotel Rooms by ArmchairAnthropologist COMPLETE One of my all time favorite fics, I read this once a day for clear skin, no but really I love it! Shikamaru trying to keep things professional, but Temari enjoys making it hard to keep appearances up.

Going in Blind by: SangriaKisses ONESHOT Can't describe how many times I've read this fic, coming to terms with feelings, confessions, due to Ino setting up Shikamaru on a blind date.

The Suite by: ladykatsuyu M | COMPLETE One of my favorite fics when it comes to good Shinobi Union period smut, not marked as completed, but only a bonus chapter is missing.

Allied Shinobi Chronicles, Story 1: Mission to Amegakure by: ladykatsuyu M | INCOMPLETE Wish this was complete because it is way too good! Warning, this does include other Naruto ships.

Poison by: ArmchairAnthropologist ONESHOT Temari gets poisoned which leads to a sweet proposition from Shikamaru.

Checkmate by silverkunai ONESHOT This is way too cute, Temari beats Shikamaru in Shogi.

Afternoon Delight by: SangriaKisses M | ONESHOT Some very good Hokage office smut.

delectable dares by: eeveleon ONESHOT Cute little oneshot involving pocky.

Label by: pieceofmind22 ONESHOT

Spring Rain Shower by: KiaraShell ONESHOT Shikamaru and Temari share a cute moment discussing their relationship status after Naruto and Hinata's wedding.

Sick Days by: Knifez COMPLETE Shikamaru goes to visit a sick Temari in Suna, in their early days of datings after Naruto and Hinata's wedding.

Mirror Mirror On The Wall by: SpellCasterLight M | ONESHOT Smut with feelings.

Pushy and Loud and Brave and Proud by: bluecatcups M | COMPLETE Temari centric, throughout her life and relationship with Shikamaru.

Of Firsts... by: cielo2018 M | COMPLETE Really incredibly well written fic that covers their relationship up till their marriage.

Clouded by: orphan_account ONESHOT Shikamaru and Temari go on their first real date fluff.

Questions by: SpicedGold ONESHOT Shikamaru gets asked questions regarding his relationship with Temari. Not sure if this is Blank Period, but it's cute.

Warmth and Wind Chimes by: Lost (Legendaerie) M | ONESHOT Too sweet and shows the progression of their relationship through Temari’s memories.

The Comparisons of Thump by: virgolinguist ONESHOT Aaaaa I think about this one all the time!

A Prickly Pair by: Endoh (xoxoEndoh) COMPLETE? This one was a lot of fun!

Six Points by: Comatosejoy M | ONESHOT Another fun one!

Dating Temari by: seor1324333 ONESHOT Sweet little interaction.

#ShikaTema #shikamaru x temari #shikamaru nara #temari #subaku no temari #ShikaTema Fanfic Recs #Fanfic Recs #ShikaTema Fanfiction #Nara Shikamaru Fanfiction #Nara Family #Nara Temari #Naruto Fanfiction Recs #ShikaTema Fanfiction Recs #ShikaTema Fanfics

[katsuyuswritings]

— ᕦ kei ᕤ —

a lonely writer who has a few friends. asking for mutuals, also an employed attorney and has no social life 💗

— MALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

male; aether, dainslief, kaeya, diluc, albedo, venti, bennett, razor, mika, zhongli, chongyun, xingqiu, xiao, baizhu, tartaglia, itto, gorou, kazuha, heizou, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno, capitano, dottore, pantalone, scaramouche/wanderer, lyney, neuvillette, freminet, wriosthley

naruto uzumaki/namikaze, sasuke uchiha, kakashi hatake, iruka umino, kotetsu, izumo, asuma sarutobi, sai yamanaka, shikamaru nara, choji akamichi, aburame shino, kiba inuzuka, kankuro, gaara, itachi uchiha, kisame, sasori, deidara, kakuzu, hidan, orochimaru, kabuto, jiraiya, minato namikaze, neji hyuga, zetsu, zabuza, haku yuki, suigetsu, juuga, maito gai, boruto uzumaki, mitsuki

saiki kusuo, kaidou shun, aren kuboyasu, toritsuka reita, nendou riki, hairo kineshi, makoto teruhashi

denji, aki, angel devil, shark devil (that's literally all)

aifuyo hime/yuzuki, renyue yuzuki, kōhaku hayashi, eijiro yuzuki, aoi hime, anh hyu, eugene hyu, feng xiang

— FEMALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

female: amber, fischl, noelle, mona, jean, lisa, eula, klee, barbara, xiangling, xinyan, yunjin, ganyu, keqing, shenhe, ningguang, beidou, qiqi, yaoyao, kuki, kujou sara, yae miko, raiden ei/shogun, raiden makoto, kokomi, ayaka, sayu, yoimiya, faruzan, layla, nilou, dori, dehya, candace, dunyarzad, focalors, navia, lynette, yuelin, tsaritsa, la signora, sandrone, arlecchino, columbina, raiden makoto

sakura haruno/uchiha, hinata hyuga/uzumaki, karin uzumaki, konan, kurenai sarutobi, hanabi hyuga, ino yamanaka, tsunade senju, temari nara, tenten, anko mitarashi, kushina uzumaki/namikaze, guren (mommy), himawari uzumaki, sarada uchiha

kokomi teruhashi, chiyo yumehara/teruhashi, kuriko/kusuko saiki, aiura mikoto, rifuta imu, mera chisato

power, makima, yuro, himeno

katsuyu yuzuki/hime, chiyo hime, shinkkami ayakemi-sanjin (teiko), kohari hayashi, mina noshiro, maikka yue, yan xiang

— ᕤ can request ᕦ —

smut, suggestive, angst and fluff

aged up characters smut/suggestive

child!reader x parent!character or vise versa

song related storyline

ships and oc x reader

— ᕦ can't request ᕤ —

minor character smut

oc x canon (I have my reasons)

weird shit like armpit kink and others (I don't wanna name them 😨)

Also I know most of y'all are minors... You can't hide from me

[vote-gaara]

[CYOA - NSFW] "Beach Body"- Gaara x Fem Reader

Author's note: Only thing I have to say is that the fluff is a feature, not a bug. Please let me know if you like this one (or if you want me to produce more). You can also read on Ao3

How to Read:

Choose Your Own Adventure (CYOA) puts you, the reader, in charge of your own destiny! 

This fic is broken down into “Chapters” that need to be read for the story to make sense. At the end of each of these Chapters you get to decide where the story goes by choosing from a set of “Options”. Select your Option then scroll down to its matching header for your unique experience. Once you are finished reading your Option, continue on to the next Chapter. Repeat this process until you’re finished!

CYOA is a fun, interactive way to experience fan fiction! Read the fic once while choosing options that are right for you, or re-read it over and over again to experience all the details…The choice is yours…Enjoy! Y/N = Your Name

Summary:

Gaara x (fem) reader. 

As Kazekage, Gaara works long, hard, hours for the sake of his village. Although his uptight, workaholic, attitude has helped to improve his reputation, it has offered little time to sit back, relax and enjoy the sunny - or hotter - side of life. Now with his 22nd birthday coming up, his brother and sister have generously given him an all-inclusive beach vacation at a private resort. Little does Gaara know that his real birthday gift is his long term crush - you! - and your fantastic beach body.

Are you going to show him what it really means by all-inclusive, or will you tease the poor man while he’s trying to enjoy this rare opportunity for leisure? 

Chapter #1 - Arriving at The Beach

“Maybe this was going to be more enjoyable than expected.”

Gaara stood on the boardwalk, looking down at the perfectly soft white sand of the beach, the sun warm and welcoming overhead in the cloudless sky. He had to admit, he hadn’t been expecting to be gifted - or forced - to go to the beach for his birthday, and he had been a little reluctant at first. 

“Come on, Gaara, we already booked the resort! All expenses and fun paid for,” Kankuro had said in his conjuling tone just one week prior. He was standing next to the Kazekage’s desk, brandishing a brochure that highlighted all of the resort's best features. “You haven’t done anything for the first twenty-one birthdays, let’s make this one the exception, okay?”

Gaara let out a sigh, “I appreciate the sentiment, but I don’t know if I can be away from the village for that long -”

Suddenly the door to the office opened with a clank and Temari stepped in with a stack of business papers. “Gaara, the council is wai-” She announced, stopping dead in her tracks as both of her brothers looked up at her. Temari’s eyes narrowed at the brochure Kankuro had clutched in his hand; a look of annoyance taking hold of her face.

“Are you idiots seriously still debating this?!” She roared abruptly and forcefully, and thus setting the record firmly straight. They were going to the resort.

Now Gaara could feel the gentle breeze through his gorgeous red hair, and all his reluctance began to melt away in the sun’s warm rays. 

“Where do you think we should set up our stuff?” 

Gaara turned around to see you next to him, a folding chair under your arm and a smile across your pretty face. He had been very surprised when he first saw you standing with your luggage at the train station, and even more surprised still when Temari had sauntered up to you, greeting you with a big hug. Gaara had watched as the two of you grinned at each other, a mischievous look that only those who were thick as thieves could share with each other.

“Oh, I hope you don’t mind,” Temari had said back to him at the station, one arm wrapped around her old friend’s shoulder, “Y/N, is coming along for the trip…Hopefully the two of you get along.”

Now Gaara had you standing next to him, watching him expectantly. You were wearing a swimsuit coverup, a beautiful purple robe that flowed perfectly from your body’s best features. It was modest but still left just enough room to titillate the imagination; a fact that Gaara tried to push out of his mind. He had always been a little nervous around you because of the years-long crush he had developed, and he didn’t need any embarrassing run-ins while he was trying to relax. 

“Let’s try over there,” Gaara pointed to a spot that was the perfect distance away from the changing tents.

“Okay,” You said, turning your face upwards so that he could see your smile from under the brim of your stylishly large and feminine sunhat. “Let’s go.”

Gaara offered to carry your belongings for you, but you objected at first. It didn’t seem like any of what you had brought was all too heavy, and the spot he had picked was only a few meters away; however, Gaara felt compelled to impress you in the best way he knew how: By offering to do some work.

“Thank you,” You said softly after Gaara had finished setting up your spot on the soft sand.

Gaara’s siblings had already begun to unwind. Kankuro wasted no time in wading into the water while Temari, who had brought Shikamaru with her, had already set up under her umbrella and was chatting quietly to her partner.

Gaara watched as you, too, took a seat under your umbrella where he had laid a large blanket.

“Come sit with me,” you invited, patting a spot next to you. 

Gaara felt nervousness bubbling in his stomach, but he didn’t object. He took a seat next to you, just close enough so that if you wanted, you could touch your thigh to his.

“What would you like to do first?” He asked as he scanned the beach; groups of people were sprinkled here and there across the shore, but the beach was sparsely enough populated to give each party the privacy and space to relax.

“Actually,” you said, as Gaara watched you reach into your beach bag for a bottle of sun lotion. “I thought I might relax here for a bit before I get carried away in the sun.”

You snapped open the cap of the bottle, the fresh fragrance swirling between the two of you. You looked up into his eyes, the bright sunlight was softened in the shade of the umbrella. 

He smiled at you, having no idea what thought had just popped into your mind: 

Options (#1): Sun Lotion 

A- You’ll put the lotion on yourself, but also tease him a bit (Vanilla).

B - Ask him for a little “help” to see how far you’ll get (Medium).

C- Sigh, if you want things done right…You’ll have to show him how it’s done! (Kinkier). 

(Once you made your choice, scroll down to its matching header)

A (#1) - You’ll put the lotion on yourself, but also tease him a bit (Vanilla)

“Would you mind holding this for me?” You asked, handing him the bottle of lotion. 

“Sure,” he said, taking it from you as you moved to face him.

You weren’t sure why you felt so mischievous all of a sudden. Perhaps it was in the way he looked at you, or maybe it was how he had buttered you up earlier that day in his own small ways, bringing you coffee that morning back at the hotel, offering to help you unpack your things; he even suggested that he join you for some of the resort activities you were interested in trying.

Everything he did recently made you feel wanted, desired, like he was truly trying to worship you, as innocent as his actions may have been. Surely you could reward him with just a little bit of flirtation, or maybe even a discrete little show? 

The idea of teasing him made your giddy heart beat faster as you tossed your hat to the side and reached for the belt of your coverup. Slowly, you undid the knot, letting the smooth fabric of your robe slide down your shoulder, revealing a seafoam green bikini underneath. 

Gaara’s eyes widened at the sudden exposure and he turned his head away slightly, a redness forming on his cheeks, but you weren’t letting him get away that easily. 

“Do you think this colour looks good on me?” You said, feigning innocence. Gaara glanced back at you, his blush becoming a deeper red. Now that you had his attention, you weren’t going to go easy on him. With a hand you caressed your collarbone, stopping just above your breast before hooking a finger around the soft spandex strap.

“It’s new,” You said, looking up at him with a suggestive smile. 

“I…I see,” Gaara coughed. You caught him following the motion of your hand, his gaze lingering a second too long on your breasts before he shifted around anxiously, his arm moving to cover his lap. “It looks…You look good.” He offered. 

You gave him a soft laugh, but were disappointed once again that he was shying away from your body. You felt perhaps it was time the two of you got a little closer, and you had the perfect excuse for it. 

“Oh, how did the lotion end up all the way over there?” You asked with a laugh. “Let me get it.” 

In his ruffled state, Gaara had set the bottle of lotion down opposite of you where it now rested beside his thigh. Before he could respond, you leaned over him, gently twisting and arching your back so that he could get a direct view of your chest. Now he couldn’t help but have you center stage, and you lingered there a moment longer than necessary to really drive the point home.

“Oh, alright…” He said, his voice so feeble it could have been carried off by the ocean breeze. He was watching the curves of your body now, and you could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted to touch you, though he was far too polite for that.

When you retrieved the lotion you returned to your spot, but made sure to face him now. Squirting some of the lotion in your hand, you began slowly rubbing it up and down your arm while sneaking glances up at him.

He seemed to have regained some of his composure, attentively watching your methodical movements as you worked the lotion into your soft skin. His eyes met yours and you could see a flame in them that was growing hotter with his desire.  

A sudden wave of bashfulness washed over you as if the strong current of the ocean had carried you off. It was all fun being able to play with him - cute even - but it was different now that he was looking at you with an expression so unmistakably lustful and passionate. You thought maybe he would lean into you, and kiss you right then and there, but he didn’t. 

Instead he leaned forward, reaching for the lotion. You could see now the bulge in his pants as his erection pressed against the fabric, and excitement filled your stomach.

“I’ll get your back for you,” he said, his voice was deep, raspy and sexy. He moved behind you, putting a hand on your shoulder and began to caress you. He leaned closer until you could feel his soft breath on the sensitive skin of your neck, sending a shiver up your spin. You were sitting between his legs now, and you pushed backwards to feel the hardness of his bulge, yearning for it to be pressed even tighter against you.

Affectionately, he brushed your hair away from your shoulder. He leaned forward, his voice so intimately close to your ear that goosebumps formed on your arms. 

“Here,” he whispered, “How does this feel?”  

B (#1) - Ask him for a little “help” to see how far you’ll get (Medium).

“You know, I always have the hardest time reaching my back. Would you mind giving me a little hand?” You asked, pointed the bottle of lotion at Gaara. 

"I…" Gaara paused, closing his eyes as his cheeks flushed red. "I can…if that's what you want." Reservedly, he took the lotion, positioning himself behind you so that you were sitting between his legs.

After tossing your sunhat to the side, you reached for the knot of your coverup to let the soft fabric slide down your shoulders, revealing your seafoam green bikini underneath. You couldn’t see his face, but he was close enough so that you could hear his breath, deep and soft, in your ear. Brushing your hair to one shoulder, you tilted your head to expose the soft skin of your neck.  

He began to work. The sudden sensation of his touch paired with the coldness of the lotion on your warm skin made you shiver in a very good way and goosebumps formed on your arms. You leaned back into him, relishing how soft his touch was, yet fantasizing about how firm he could be. 

“Mmm, that feels good,” You moaned, your tone a little more erotic than you intended.

Gaara didn’t answer, but you could feel his breath now on your neck as he leaned a little bit closer - so close that he could kiss you, if only he had the guts.

“You know what I really like?” You asked without turning around. 

“No…What?” 

“I really like when a guy squeezes my shoulder. You should try it.”

“Oh!” Gaara exclaimed. He sounded mildly surprised, but he didn’t disappoint you. “Like this?” You felt his strong fingers press against your shoulder blade, massaging your muscles.

“Yes, just like that.” Your moan was barely more than a whisper, and almost without realizing what you were doing, you moved backwards so that you could feel your body against his; his erection pressing against you, thrilling you and making your heart pound fast. 

Gaara continued to rub your shoulder, his fingers gliding smoothly across your skin with the help of the lotion. It made you yearn for an even deeper connection. 

“You know what else I really like?” You asked. 

“What?” Gaara’s voice was so close now that it was driving you crazy.

“I really love it when a guy kisses my neck,” you whispered. 

“Oh,” Gaara whispered back, “Like this?”

You felt his lips touch softly against the side of your neck, and you threw your head back so that he could do it again and again. His kisses felt so good that you wished he would never stop.

With the two of you still embracing, you reached for his hand to bring it up to your breast, and you forced him to take hold of your body. His touch was harder now, harder than he had been massaging you, as he squeezed your breast. You moaned again as the sensations washed over you - the persistence of his kisses on your neck, his soft red hair against your face, the wetness between your legs. You could feel the heavy rise and fall of his chest, his erection grinding hard against you as he let out a gruff moan. 

Suddenly, and much to your dismay, Gaara pulled away. He turned his face away from your neck, putting his head on your shoulder. He even moved his hand away from your breast. He pulled you in for a hug and rested there, so still that you could almost hear the beating of your own heart. 

Your excitement cooled from a boil to a simmer, and you suddenly felt confused. “Why did you stop?” You pouted. 

“I think that we should…maybe continue this later in private,” He said. There was something in his voice that you couldn’t read and you turned to look at him.

His cheeks were as red as his hair, and his expression sheepish as he continued to embrace you. When he looked up, your eyes met and you began to realize what may have happened.

“What? Were you getting a little bit too excited?” You asked with a naughty smile. 

Somehow, Gaara’s blush got even redder. “No, it was just…Well, maybe it was something like that.”         

C (#1) - If you want things done right…You’ll have to show him how it’s done (Kinkier). 

“Could you give me a little hand?” You asked, offering the bottle to him. The pointedness of your question coupled with your salacious smile made him flustered, and a splash of red spread across his cheeks.

“Oh, I don’t know…I don’t think I’d do it right. I’d hate for you to get burnt because of me.” Gaara explained as he desperately tried to steer himself out of the whirlwind of temptation you put him in.

He wasn’t usually this unsteady with his responses, and realizing the influence you had on him made you feel a little powerful - a little sexy. 

“That’s really not the response I was looking for,” you said, rolling over to sit on your knees and handing him the bottle of lotion. He reached for it slowly, looking intently up at you as you gazed deeply into his eyes. “See, I know that it sounded like I was asking you, but I was really actually telling you.”

“Oh, o-okay,” Gaara stammered, marveling at you as you tossed aside your sun hat with a smooth motion, and releasing the belt on your coverup. He watched the robe as it slid from you, past your shoulders, to the curve of your hips and then to the ground; he took his time on the way up, savoring how the tight seafoam green bathing suit hugged the shape of your body, how the bikini exposed so much of your soft skin. His eyes met yours.

“Where should I begin?” He asked.

“Start on my lower half,” you instructed as you sat back down on the blanket, placing your arms behind you so that you could push your chest forward. You loved how his eyes were drawn to the parts of your body you were presenting him, even though you could tell he was feeling shy. Typical Gaara, he was never impolite, even when you wanted him to be. 

You lifted one leg, your foot flexed, pointing towards the ocean and Gaara carefully made his way down to cradle it on his lap. You watched with great interest and delight as he clumsily squirted some lotion into his hand, and began massaging it into the smooth skin of your leg. 

You relished how strong his hands felt, but also how gentle he was being with you in his touch. He made sure to work in the lotion, taking his time to ensure there was an even layer over your delicate complexion, but that wasn’t good enough for you. 

“Okay, now do this part,” You instructed, turning your leg slightly sideways so that he could work on the underside; however, your real intentions were the placement of your foot. Your toes were just inches away from reaching your goal, and with a slight readjustment they came to rest over his groin. 

“Thank you,” you said sweetly, acting none the wiser as he began to squirm under the gentle touch of your foot. 

Flexing your toes, you could feel his erection growing stiffer as you rocked your foot back and forth. Gaara let out a small gasp and grabbed you firmly by the foot - yet not too firmly, you noticed.

“Y/N,” Gaara said quietly, his fingers were pressing hard into your foot and he readjusted under you. Suddenly, on impulse, he lifted your foot up to his mouth and began to suck on your toes. This surprised you, and you let out a little yelp, which seemed to startle him back to reality.

“Um…Maybe we can do the other leg now,” he mumbled, gently lowering your leg. 

“Why?” You asked with a pout, your heart beating with giddiness at how easy he lost control to his urges. You tried pretending to be puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s -” Gaara looked down at your foot, squeezing it tightly for a moment before releasing. “No, it’s nothing.”

You cocked your head to the side and beckoned him to come closer. You wanted him so bad, and now you wanted to punish him for ruining your fun. 

Obediently he leaned forward, and you took his hand in yours, guiding it to rest on your chest. 

“Fine, if you’re done with my legs, you can start on my chest, just make sure you get here…and here.” You used his hand to demonstrate where you were talking about, starting with your collarbone, then to the middle of your chest, and finally…

“Y/N…” Gaara said again, as you slipped his hand under your bikini top. You could feel how his fingers were brushing up against your nipple and you wished he’d take it between his fingertips and squeeze. The idea even made you wet.

 Instead, however, he did something you didn’t expect.

He pulled his hand away, removing it from your top. With a smooth motion, he used his other hand to grab you by the wrist, pulling you in closer to him until your faces were just inches from each other. 

“I want you,” He said, gazing so intently and passionately into your eyes that your stomach was doing summersaults along with your heart. “But let’s not do this here.”

Then, he pulled you even further, your lips colliding with his in the most impassioned kiss you had ever experienced.  

Chapter #2 - The Changing Tents

The lotion was soon forgotten as Gaara broke away from you. He gazed at you, and you gaze at him intently, passionately, hotly. There was something about the humid heat of the day that was making the air feel heavy, or maybe it was the manifestation of sexual tension that was growing stronger and stronger between the two of you.

Whatever was currently happening to the atmosphere, Gaara couldn’t ignore it anymore, nor could he continue to discreetly handle the persistent tightness of his pants as you looked at him with such a hungry look in your eyes.

“You are very very beautiful,” Gaara said after a long pause, reaching up to brush a lock of your soft hair behind your ear. “Maybe we should go for a swim…I’d have to change first.” He glanced behind him to where the changing tents were.

That day, he hadn’t really had any intentions of swimming in the ocean, or staying on the beach for very long. He thought it would be polite for him to make a quick appearance before slipping away, perhaps to get started on drafting a new building permit proposal, as Suna desperately needed a new well dug. He had been so fixated on this idea, that he didn’t bother to come to the beach in a bathing suit, just his regular old clothes. 

He had, of course, anticipated that his siblings may meddle with this plan, so he had brought swimming shorts to cover all his bases. It was an outcome he was hoping he didn’t have to come to, but that mentality was laid by the wayside now that you were looking at him with that spark in your eyes. Now his responsibilities as Kazekage were the furthest they could possibly be from the forefront of his mind, and he honestly looked forward to spending more time with you. He was even starting to suspect he was desperate for it.

It was just his good fortune that his inability to relax had offered him a perfect opportunity to clear his head of the very intense thoughts that he was having about you and your body, as he could slip off to the changing tents, recoup, and come back to you without having to worry about this nagging sensation in his groin. Plus, Gaara thought that a dip in the ocean might help to alleviate the heat that had built between the two of you.

“I was wondering why you didn’t just come in your bathing suit,” you said to him, teasingly. “You were planning on sneaking off to do some work, weren’t you?” 

“No…” Gaara lied, and you looked at him incredulously. 

“I bet you weren’t expecting us to have so much fun. Was it me who changed your mind?”

Gaara tensed as you suddenly reached over to rub his thigh, your fingers resting dangerously close to his swollen groin. 

“Well, I had always intended to spend some time with you…And Temari…And Kankur-” Gaara trailed off as he became more flustered, wild ideas spinning around his head as your touch inched closer and closer, and he shuffled around nervously, his erection pushing even harder against the fly of his pants. 

“Alright, I believe you,” You said, though your smirk said otherwise.You leaned back to play with the strap of your bikini, a gesture that drove Gaara crazy. “If you’re going to get changed, maybe I’ll come with you. I would love to grab a drink at the bar before we go for a dip.”

Gaara nodded and got to his feet, extending an arm to help you to yours, and together you walked over to the changing tents.

Well, they weren’t so much tents as they were temporary shacks, with two smaller rooms donning fabric curtains, and a larger stall with a wooden door. Gaara looked back at you and noticed a glint in your eye. 

He wondered what it was you were thinking about: 

Options (#2): Gaara's Bathing Suit 

A (#2) - Promise him you’ll wait…But you end up doing more watching. (Vanilla).

B (#2) - “What do you say I come in with you and help you change?” (Medium).

C (#2) - You’re sick of him playing coy! Undress him yourself! (Kinkier). 

(Once you made your choice, scroll down to its matching header)

A (#2) - Promise him you’ll wait…But you end up doing more watching. (Vanilla).

 “I’ll wait for you here, to keep a lookout,” you said with a wink.

Gaara paused for a moment to smile at you before he entered one of the stalls, pulling the curtain closed behind him. 

You had intended to be good, to keep a lookout as you had promised, but as your mind began to wander and you began to fidget, you noticed something too alluring to be ignored.

The curtain rings had caught on the rusted bar of the changing room so that you could just see movement behind the fabric. Of course, from where you were standing out in the sun, you couldn’t see much in the way of what was actually going on in there, but what if you just happened to move into the shade a little bit more?

You stepped forward, inching towards the room Gaara had gone into. You turned your back to the change rooms, not wanting to be revealed as a peeping Tom, but now you were at a vantage point where you could see him undressing.

You watched in delight as he seemed to take his time, raising a hand to mess with his stunning red hair. He seemed so casual about it, so collected; meanwhile you were stuck at the edge of your seat, wanting him to take it further.

If only he knew how many butterflies were fluttering around your stomach at the thought of him stripping. 

Starting from the button of his shirt collar, Gaara began to remove his shirt in a steady motion, neatly placing it on the bench beside him. You could see the toned, muscular shape of his shoulder blades - strong from years of carrying around his gourd - and you nearly drooled at the sight of his arms; how strong they looked, how you could see the small traces of veins running beneath his soft skin. They were the type of arms that could pick you up and twist you into all kinds of shapes holding you there with minimum effort.

You craned your neck, trying to get a better view of his front half. Was he intentionally teasing you? Did he know you were watching him?

Thoughts were spinning around your head, and you made a sudden startled peep, surprising yourself. Instinctively, you clapped a hand over your mouth as if you were physically trying to withdraw the noise from the world. Your whole body froze. 

Gaara had heard you. He turned around to look over his shoulder, making direct eye contact with you.

“Oh! I’m sorry!” You floundered, trying desperately to think of an excuse, but your mind was tumbling away from you like a ball down a hill.

Gaara had paused, looking at you in an appraising, almost curious way. He turned to face you fully.

You could see now how low his pants were sitting on his hips, and the tufts of red hair poking up from his waistline. It was all so thrilling. 

“Did you need something?” Gaara asked, though his tone wasn’t rude. In fact, you could’ve swore you heard a slight welcoming inclination in the way he pronounced the word “something”.

“I was just trying to stand in the shade,” you explained quickly. “Then I realized your curtain wasn’t drawn all the way…I meant to tell you about it, but…” You trailed off as Gaara looked from you to the curtain and back again.

“I see,” he said and you could see there was a small, shy smirk on his face. “Thank you.”

You lilted a few more words before your brain could catch up to you. “I didn’t mean to watch you changing, it’s just that, well…”

“Well…?” He invited.

“I guess I just got a little lost in the moment.”

Gaara reached outside the room and took you gently by the hand, pulling you in towards him; this time he made sure to close the curtain all the way. Pressing his body against you, he held you tightly and whispered in your ear.

“It’s okay.”

In that moment, your knees felt weak as your heart soared higher and a rush of excitement made your cheeks flush. Before you knew it, your lips had connected and he had you gently pushed up against the wall of the stall, leaving your hands to explore his back.

“You are so hot,” you said to him between kisses. “I just want to touch you all over.”

Gaara’s response was to cradle the back of your head and pull you in for a kiss so strong and deep you thought you were seeing stars. 

“I’m going to suck your dick,” you whispered into his ear, running your fingers through his soft hair. You hadn't intended to offer such a gesture - yet - but now you just could resist. 

Gaara thought for a moment and you could see by the way he was glancing at the curtain that he was worried about getting caught. You immediately intervened, intercepting his thoughts before he could deny you the privilege. 

You quickly unfastened the button of his pants, sinking down to your knees to face your prize. You could see that he was hard again, and the sight of his bulge beneath his underwear turned you on in a very powerful way.

You pulled down the fabric, exposing his long, girthy member. You weren’t expecting it to be as large as it was, and this fact flustered you for a moment. 

Gaara must have picked up on your hesitancy and he backed away, reaching down to touch your cheek. 

“You don’t have to-” 

“I want to.” You asserted, your eyes blazing up at him, lit by pure lust and passion. 

Without hesitating further, you took his penis in your hand, moving up the shaft. You watched with interest and curiosity how his foreskin slid back and forth on the tip of his penis, wondering how good of a sensation it was for him.

His moan told you all you needed to know, and you leaned forward to take it into your mouth. 

“Is this stall occupied?” A voice called from somewhere outside the changing tents, sending both you and Gaara into a scramble.

Gaara pulled you up from the floor, holding you close to him. He whispered hurriedly into your ear. “Tell them yes, and then walk out. I can easily sneak out unnoticed and meet you around the front.” 

“Okay,” you whispered to him before calling out to the voice, “Um…Yes, one moment!” 

Before Gaara disappeared into his sand he kissed you, leaving you to walk out of the changing stall, a delightful pulse between your thighs and a hotness in your cheeks.  

B (#2) - “What do you say I come in with you and help you change?” (Medium).

“What do you say I come in with you and help you change?”

The question surprised both of you, and you each blushed, wondering how to proceed. 

“If that’s what…you want.” Gaara said after a heartbeat, looking up at you with a shy smile on his face.

You glanced over your shoulder, making sure that there were no witnesses before pulling him into the nearest stall. The curtain rings caught on the rusty rod, and you tugged at it, trying to block the entire view of inside the stall. After you had succeeded, you immediately took your frustration and friskiness out on Gaara as you shoved him against the wall, kissing him deeply and fully.

Yet Gaara wasn’t one to be pushed around so easily, and he took you by your hips, spinning you around so that now you were the one pinned. Grabbing one of your legs, he hoisted it upwards so that you could wrap it around his waist, and thrust his throbbing erection strongly against your womanhood.

“This is…unusual for me…” He whispered into your ear. 

For some reason, this struck you as such an unusual thing to say in the middle of an extremely impassioned act of lust, and yet when you glanced at his face, your heart skipped a beat for the affection you had for him. No matter what the situation, Gaara was an honest man, and you realized that he cared very deeply about you not getting the wrong idea from any of this.

He wanted you to feel valued, you realized, as he softly caressed your cheek and searched in your eyes for what your intentions were.

“You don’t want me to think you’re just doing this for your own fun, is that it?” You asked.

“It’s important that you know I care about you,” Gaara stated. His eyes dropped to the floor and a look of melancholy passed over his face, so quickly that you wondered if it had been present at all.

“I care for you so much,” you said, grabbing him by the face and kissing him, but not too hard. You, too, wanted him to feel valued. 

“I want to show you how much you mean to me…” Gaara said, trailing off as if he were unsure of himself. “But I’m not sure if here is the right place…” 

“Well,” you said, “What did you want to do?”

The two of you made eye contact and a silence filled the tiny stall. “I would really like it if I could…taste you.” Gaara finally mustered the courage to say.

You gasped, feeling your arousal build between your legs. You grabbed his face again and kissed him deeply again…and again…and again.

“I won’t say no to that,” You whispered, pulling him in closer so that you could tangle his red locks through your fingers. “The choice is really yours.”

There was a moment where the two of you continued your embrace, when slowly Gaara pulled away from you. After readjusting the groin of his pants, he reached for your bikini bottoms, gently slipping them down your smooth legs. When they reached your ankles, you kicked them off.

“You can sit here,” Gaara said, placing a towel on the short bench that was beside you. 

Obediently, you sat down, watching in anticipation as Gaara knelt between your knees. You spread your legs wide for him, feeling the throb of your pussy as you waited for what was to come. 

Gaara did not disappoint, he leaned over and gently placed his tongue on your clitorus. The immediate sensation was so foreign and sensitive to you that you clasped your hand hard over your mouth, your other hand reaching to squeeze your own breast. 

“Mmm!” You let out a muffled moan.

Gaara traced slow, steady circled around your clit, being mindful to not apply too much pressure on such a delicate area. He was quite thorough and observant, as anytime he felt your pleasure ebbing away, he would change his technique by suddenly flicking his tongue over your clit, or by replacing his tongue with his thumb.

“You are delicious,” he panted before burying his face fully between your legs.

Unexpectedly, you heard an unfamiliar voice calling from right outside the curtain just as Gaara inserted his tongue into your entrance, making you cry out in surprise.

“Oh!” You screamed before realizing what had happened. Both you and Gaara froze, looking at each other in panic. After a few quick thinking milliseconds, you called out again, this time to the voice on the other side of the curtain. “Oh…um…Sorry about that, you startled me!”

You and Gaara waited, stiff as statues, until you heard the stranger move to use one of the other stalls. When you heard the door of the largest change room close, Gaara looked up at you. 

“Maybe we should continue this later,” He said.

“Haha, yeah,” you mumbled sheepishly, still drunk off the pleasure Gaara had built up in your womanhood. “Let’s go…”

C (#2) - You’re sick of him playing coy! Undress him yourself! (Kinkier). 

Without giving him any warning, you pushed him into the largest stall, letting the old wooden door slam behind you. Gaara’s eyes were wide in surprise, and he let out a little gasp. 

“I’m sick of you playing coy with me,” You said to him, slipping a hand behind you to push the lock closed.

“Is that so?” Gaara asked. He had recouped after his surprise and was now gazing at you with a smirk on his face. “What do you intend to do about it?”

The way he provoked you made your heart beat faster, and you threw yourself against him, pressing him against the wall of the stall. You forced your tongue into his mouth, where it met his, and the two of you engagee in the most intense and messy makeout session you have ever experienced.

Your hands were all over his body, and his yours, and you didn’t care that you were moaning a little too loudly for what was supposed to be a surreptitious situation. You were far too turned on by it, far too hot and wet. Your fingers travelled up his chest, feeling how defined his abs were, how firm his body felt. You wanted his shirt off.

“Take it off,” you ordered, though you were already tugging the shirt off of him.

Now he stood before you - half naked - a level, calculated look in his eyes. You had never seen him look at you this way before, but you knew exactly what it meant: He wanted to fuck you - badly. 

“You are incredible,” he said, moving to stand taller.

You could tell that he was losing himself to the hot, sweaty fervor of the moment and that he was planning his next move, but you intervened. 

“I’m going to suck you dick until your knees go weak and you can’t stand any more,” you vowed as you pushed hard against his chest, digging your fingers into his muscles so that he knew you meant business.

“You can try,” is all he said before you got to your knees, diving for the fly of his pants.

You were so rushed in the moment, you forgot to savor how hard his dick looked as it forced its way uncomfortably against the fabric of his pants, begging to be let out into the open and sucked. You made a mental note to feel him up later so that you could truly appreciate that aspect of him; however now you were faced with your long awaited desire.

His penis was large, much more than you expected, a fact which could have nearly made your mouth water. You also noticed, with much delighted lust, that his manhood was incredibly appealing to look at. You gently pulled back his foreskin so that you could trace circles with your thumb on the tip, admiring how it looked and how a bead of precum pooled on the edge.

“Mmm…I’ve waited a long time for this,” you said as your eyes connected hungrily to his.

“Me too,” He said, thrusting his hips forward. He really couldn’t help himself any longer. 

With one last quick smile, you wrapped your lips around the head of his penis, pressing your tongue against the smooth skin of his erection. You were instantaneously smitten with the act, swearing that you would do this as many times as Gaara would let you - hopefully for the rest of his life.

“Mmm,” You mumbled, your mouth filled with his girthy member as you took more of his length into your mouth; determinedly going deeper and deeper, suppressing your gag reflex on willpower alone. You wanted him as far as he could be inside you, as far as what you could physically handle. It simply just wasn’t enough for you to do things halfway. 

You heard Gaara let out a gasp and a moan as you worked your way back up his shaft, using your hand for extra sensation. When you got to his tip, you very gently sucked in with your lips to add just the slightest bit of pressure to the experience without overstimulating him.

He went wild for it, bucking his hips forwards as he strongly grabbed a handful of your hair. You removed his penis from your mouth, leaning forward to lick under his shaft and cupping his balls in your hand. 

“This feels…” Gaara panted, “This feels so good.”

“It better,” You shot back quickly, before picking up the pace.

With all your effort, passion and desire you sucked his dick until you could feel his penis grow even harder. He was moaning more and more now, his sounds barely more than a whisper in the large room. Now he was pulling you hair a little too hard - though not intentionally - as he thrust deeper into your mouth; the pain of it made your eyes water but it also drastically increased your horniness, as you too began making grinding movements with your hips.

“Y/N!” Gaara gasped. He released the hold he had on your hair, trying to pull his hips away from you.

You knew what this meant, and you refused to let up. You followed his hips, pushing his dick deeper into your mouth, working harder and harder until you could feel his legs begin to shake and a tension overtake his body.

Suddenly warm ropes of his cum spurted into your mouth. Gaara let out a loud gasp as he arched his back, his primal urges to thrust taking over as he surrendered to his orgasm.

You didn’t think twice about swallowing, and when all of it had disappeared from your mouth, you looked up at Gaara, feeling fulfilled despite the strong pulsing between your own legs. 

He reached down for you, helping you to your feet so that he could embrace you. He breathed in to say something when there was a sudden, jarring knock on the door.

“Hello?!” An unfamiliar voice called out.

Gaara sighed quietly and pulled away from you, but not before offering you an affectionate kiss on the lips and his small, charming smile.

“You use the door, I’ll easily be able to sneak out undetected.” He whispered, and the two of you nodded at each other in understanding. 

Chapter #3 - The Hotel Room

“What do you say we go somewhere a little more private?” You suggested when both of you had slipped out of the stall. Now you stood facing each other on the beach, trying to catch your breath. 

“You had said earlier that you wanted to go to the bar, did you want to go now?” Gaara asked, remembering the whole reason you had offered to come with him.

Playfully, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the lips. “Hmm, no, I was thinking somewhere a little more private than that.”

“Oh…Ohhh!” Gaara said and the implication of what you meant finally found its way to making sense in his mind. He certainly wasn’t the type of person to be good at maneuvering these types of situations when the hints were subtle, and it was beginning to be alarmingly apparent to him that he wasn’t very good with them even if they reached out and slapped him. 

Up until now, he was half expecting you to realize what you were doing and change your mind, breaking away from him forever so that you could continue your platonic relationship. This whole time he was enjoying himself immensely, but he didn’t want to get his hopes up. After all, was he really worthy of this type of attention from such a divine woman?

He focused on your face, but he didn’t see any hesitation in your eyes, no glints of discomfort or signs that you were hoping to turn back.

“Did you want to…go to the hotel?” Gaara asked, still uncertain. 

“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” You said as you leaned forward once more to give him a kiss.

It hadn’t taken long for the two of you to return to the hotel, where you had climbed up to Gaara’s room. He pressed his keycard to the door handle, and it made a soft click as it unlocked. Gaara allowed you to go in first, closing the door behind him as he entered the room.

You wasted no time at all, whirling around you threw yourself at him, your fingers tangling in his gorgeous red hair as you kissed him hard. Gaara caught you, bracing himself up against the door, and wrapped his strong arms around you, kissing you back until both of you were out of breath. 

“I wasn’t expecting that,” Gaara said. He was smiling despite the small blush he had on his cheeks.

“Oh? And what were you expecting us to do when we got here?” You teased, taking his face gently in your hands to look at him affectionately. “You’re too polite for your own good sometimes, you know that? I can’t tell if you really weren’t expecting anything or if you’re just saying that to not appear crass.” 

Gaara cleared his throat. “Um, if you want me to be honest….I would say both.”

You broke away from him then, and he watched as you studied him up and down. “Well, take all of that uncertainty and politeness and put it aside. I want you to tell me what you want to do to me.”

“Oh, okay…” Gaara replied, not knowing why he had agreed when he knew full well he wasn't prepared to answer.

Could he really just do that? Was it really possible for him to form any sort of coherent thought, let alone force the words out of his mouth without offending you in some way? 

He doubled back after a second of reflection. “I’m just really not good with this kind of thing.”

“Don’t be shy,” you said as you got closer to him once more, “c’mon, you tell me what your fantasy is and I’ll tell you mine.” 

"Ok…I want to…" Gaara was scrambling. There were lots of things he wanted to do with you, lots of things he was thinking about - that he had thought about. He desperately wanted these things to come true, but he also desperately didn't want to stick his foot in his mouth. That's why he stood, floundering for what felt like an eternity. 

"Gaara," You whispered gently, leaning in to touch his face. "If you don't talk to me, I'm gonna think this isn't what you want…Which is fine, but I just need to know before we move forward." 

You turned your face to fixate on the wall and Gaara's heart did a panicked flip. 

"Please don't think that!" He said, his voice was strong and full of sincerity. "I have never been blessed with the ability to just say things and have them somehow be taken as I intended. It's not that I don't want to spend time with you, or to become close to you…" He took your face in his hands so that you could look at him. "I have always been the type of man who believes actions speak louder than words. I'd rather show you how I feel.”

You reflected on this for a moment, your face was serious. “Really?” You asked, quietly.

“Yes!” Gaara said before leaning in to kiss you deeply. He broke away from you, searching your eyes for a sign that you believed him.

“Okay,” you said slowly, carefully, as you formed your next statement. “Then I want you to show me…”

Options (#3): Sex in The Beach Hotel  

A (#3)- “... how you make love.” (Vanilla).

B (#3) - “...how you plan to use my body.” (Medium).

C (#3) - “...how well you can take being fucked by a woman.” (Kinkier). 

(Once you made your choice, scroll down to its matching header)

A (#3) - “... how you make love.” (Vanilla).

“I want you to show me how you make love.” You repeated, offering Gaara a small smile as you caressed his cheek. You thought for certain that he would scoop you up, take you to the bed, and make deep, intimate love to you. Yet, much to your despair, he didn’t react right away, and your stomach began to knot with anxiety. 

“I…” He said after a few heartbeats. “I was really hoping you would say that.”

Relief flooded into your body and soul as Gaara took you by the hand, leading you to the king-sized bed in the middle of the room. Gently he took you by the hips, kissing you passionately before guiding you to lay down. You looked up at him, trying to think of something to say but he beat you to it. 

“I have always wanted this,” He said to you, leaning down so that both of your lips touched. He was on top of you now, kissing you over and over and over. You loved his kisses, and you loved it even more when he moved to suck on your neck. The passion felt so thrilling to you that a wetness began to pool between your legs and you moaned, reaching to tangle your fingers in his rich, red hair.

Gaara was true to his word. Every action he made showed you how much he wanted you - yearned for you. His technique was an exceptional balance of being firm and hard in some ways, but gentle and loving in others, trading between small love bites to delicate pecks. He wasted no time in undressing you, but ensured that you felt valued as he caressed and complimented you between articles of clothing.

You were so excited, you could barely contain it, and you squirmed beneath him as the sensation between your legs grew stronger. You could feel his erection against you, pressing so close to your womanhood that you couldn’t help but thrust against him.

“Make love to me, Gaara,” You begged, desperate for so much more of him, but Gaara’s sense of love making was slow and steady. He wanted both of you to savor every second.

Your breasts were exposed now, and Gaara worked his way downwards, taking one nipple into his mouth while pinching the other until you let out a cry. You thrust harder against his hips- against his pulsing erection - and you, too, felt a throbbing deep inside yourself.

Without taking his attention away from your breasts, he slipped one hand to your bottoms, sliding them down your legs until you could kick them off yourself. Now, fully exposed to him, he pulled away from your chest to gaze at your beautiful body.

“Perfect,” Gaara complimented. His eyes were full of lust and affection, and he began kissing his way down your stomach.

You spread your legs open for him as he knelt between them, and you felt so safe and so ready for him to do what he wished. However, despite your readiness, you let out a cry when he took his thumb and gently traced circles around your clit. He was slow about it, taking his time to let the good sensations build between your legs. It didn’t take long before you were thrusting against him once more, becoming even more wet for him. You hungered for more, and luckily Gaara did not keep you waiting as he gently inserted one finger into you.

“Oh god,” You said, clutching the bed sheets. 

Now Gaara was pulling in and out of you with a slow and steady rhythm, taking his other hand to continue working on your clit.

“Harder,” You begged. The need for him to go deeper and faster came on so strong that you surprised yourself when you spoke, and you dug your fingers even harder into the mattress, being driven solely by your own urges. 

Gaara didn’t go faster. He didn’t want to. He had you exactly where he wanted you, laying beneath him experiencing the highest of natural pleasures, and he didn’t mind taking things slow. Yet with each of your moans, he found it harder to help himself, you noticed, as he too began to let out small moans before leaning forward and pressing his tongue against you.

You felt the softness of his mouth, the gentleness, and the pleasure as he licked up and down on your clit. The newness of the sensation made you grow quiet as the pleasure built all the more. You closed your eyes tightly, your muscles tensed.

Gaara picked up on your sudden silence, and he pulled away from you. “Do you not like this?” He asked, and you let out a small cry in response.

“Please don’t stop!”

Satisfied, Gaara refocused on his objective while you panted heavily. Your orgasm was so close now, if only he would go just a little harder like you had asked.

You let out another loud, frustrated moan, and in response, Gaara inserted another finger into your womanhood, pressing himself deeper into you. This sent you over the edge, and your muscles tightened as the pleasure mounted to a delicious high. You held your breath, riding the wave of bliss before letting out a gasp of air, as pulses of satisfied throbs ebbed away the orgasm.

“Please!” You cried, pushing Gaara away. He had gotten a little carried away and had gone even faster despite the sensations now becoming too much for you. “Please, just give me a minute,” you begged.

“I’m sorry,” Gaara said as he pulled away. He was shifting uncomfortably now and you noticed that he had started tugging at his pants.

“Come here,” You said gently, beckoning him. 

He stood up and you moved to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching for the waistband of his pants. You could see how hard the bulge was pressing against the fabric that it made you wonder how uncomfortable it had been for him, and you quickly undid his fly.

Soon his pants were off, his penis standing erect from his body, throbbing with frustration. Gaara had removed his own shirt, revealing his muscular body, and you noticed with a feeling of giddiness that the sight of him naked turned you on again. 

Not wanting him to wait any longer for you, you took the base of his cock in your hands, and kissed the tip, looking up at him so that he could see the desire in your eyes. However, Gaara looked uncomfortable and he reached down to grab your wrist.

“Y/N,” He said softly, “I really want to…If it’s ok, I would like to…”

He was having a hard time getting the words out and you decided to help him out. “Show me what you want,” you said.

Gaara leaned over and kissed you, pushing you onto the bed, your back pressed against the soft sheets. He positioned himself on top of you as you spread your legs wide for him, waiting for your connection to reach an even deeper level.

With slow strokes, Gaara rubbed himself against your soft, wet skin, letting out whimpers that were deep and soft in your ear. You wondered if he was teasing himself or if he was still feeling a little shy.

“I want you inside me,” You whispered in his ear.

Gaara let out a moan and thrust forward though he still hadn’t entered you. “I don’t know if that would be a good idea,” he said with a pant, “I’m very excited right now.”

“It’s okay, Gaara,” You said with a smile and you kissed his cheek. “Just do what feels natural to you.”

You reached down and took his penis in your hand, guiding it to your entrance. Gaara paused for a moment, leaning in only slightly as if he was only testing the waters before diving right in; yet soon temptation got the best of him and he pushed a little harder until the tip of his member was inside you.

“Oh!” He gasped, wrapping his arms around you and thrusting in even deeper.

You also let out an impassioned moan as he entered you fully, deeply, passionately. It felt so natural to be connected to him like this, so pleasurable, and you wanted this moment to last forever. 

“Y/N!” Gaara gasped. Suddenly his rhythm became very fast and hard, surprising you. He let out another moan, holding you tighter as he made a few last deep pumps. 

You could feel the pulsing of his member inside you, how it throbbed with each burst of pleasure. You even felt something warm pooling around your cervix, though the sensation disappeared quickly.

Gaara pulled out, releasing his grip on you. “I’m sorry,” he said, an embarrassed look on his face. 

“No don’t be,” You said before giving him a quick kiss. “It’s been a long day of foreplay, neither of us lasted very long.” You let out a laugh and Gaara smiled despite himself.

“I really enjoyed this,” Gaara said softly as he looked at you.

“Yeah,” You said, looking back at him with a look of affection, “I really enjoyed it too, and I would be up for a few more rounds once you’re ready.”

With that, Gaara’s eyes lit up and he pulled you further onto the bed. “Okay,” Gaara said in your ear, “I’m ready.”    

B (#3) - “...how you plan to use my body.” (Medium).

“I want you to show me how you plan to use my body.” You repeated as you focused on Gaara’s gaze. Your curiosity had gotten the better of you. If he was a man of action, then he would have to prove it to you.

Without wasting any time, Gaara reached forward and lifted you up off the ground, surprising you. He carried you over to the middle of the room and set you down on the bed, where you looked up at him, eyes wide with excitement. 

“Will you tell me….If I go too far?”Gaara asked, looking away from you shyly.

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll have to worry about that,” You replied, already feeling the wetness between your legs. 

Gaara didn’t look so convinced, but he didn’t keep you waiting, either. He leaned forward to grab you by the chin, kissing you hard on the mouth. You could feel how strong he was, how dominant he could be, and the idea of him using you made your heart beat faster and faster.

“I-” You started, but Gaara kissed you hard on the mouth again, stifling your words.

“Don’t speak,” Gaara ordered in a gruff voice, as he gazed intently into your eyes, a fire burning in his. 

You obeyed him, watching him as he removed your clothing, piece by piece until you lay naked before him. Suddenly, you wished that he would take his own clothes off, and you leaned forward to tell him. 

Yet Gaara again prevented you from speaking by kissing you hard, this time his tongue sliding into your mouth, causing you to moan. He forced you down on the bed again, pinning both your arms overhead as he moved to suck on your neck. You squirmed a bit as his lips tickled the sensitive skin, but this made him push you down even further. When he was finished there was a deep, purple bruise on your neck and his eyes glinted with delight at the sight of it.

Before you could argue, Gaara got up and walked away from you, leaving you to lay there, naked and confused. You sat up, watching him as he pulled a chair over to the bed and sat down beside you. 

“You’re going to do as I say,” Gaara said, his voice dominant and certain. “And everytime you disobey me, I’m going to do something to you.”

You looked up at him, still confused. You weren’t convinced he had the right idea about what sex was supposed to be. You wanted him to fuck you, unleashing the animal you knew he could be, not have him sit there.

“I don’t understand.” You said. 

“That’s strike one,” He said as he leaned back in the chair. “I already told you not to speak.”

He stared at you intently as you blinked at him. There was an edge in his voice that made your heart race, or maybe it was the way he looked at you then, so hungry and authoritative. Your mind was reeling at this unexpected situation, when it circled back to what he said: "Everytime you disobey me, I'm going to do something to you" and "strike one".

Strike one. Your heart thudded against your chest and you noticed, almost in dismay, that you were becoming wet at the thrill of the evident consequence. You decided that despite your uncertainty of this new role Gaara had adopted, you would see where it went. After all, you thought, as you obediently waited for his next order, you could always tell him to stop. 

“Touch yourself,” He ordered. “Show me what you like done to you.”

“What?!” You exclaimed. This order had sent you off balance, despite your resolution to play along. Yet more so than the surprise you felt, you sensed an immediate rush of regret for speaking out of turn. 

Gaara looked at you levelly. “Strike two.”

You gasped as you met his gaze but Gaara was unwavering in his demeanor. Looking down at your own body, you wondered how hard of a request it was; after all, you touched yourself all the time in private, so this time shouldn’t be any different.

Slowly you reached your hand down to your womanhood, but as you did so a stab of insecurity made you hesitate. 

Gaara was vigilant. “I ordered you to touch yourself, don’t make me say it again.”

With a gulp, you spread your legs so that he could get a full view of what you were doing, and you began to trace circles with your finger on your clit, just as you practiced alone. You were relieved that despite your nerves, touching yourself felt good; although you did find it was difficult to really lose yourself in the sensations as Gaara watched intently from his chair. You looked up at him, desperate for approval.

“Does that feel good?” He asked.

“Yes.”

Gaara reached towards you, sensually rubbing your leg up and down, and you sat up a little to get a glimpse of his body. You could tell his erection was uncomfortably stiff behind the fabric of his pants, but he didn’t pay it any mind. His sole focus was on you. 

“I want it to feel even better for you, show me how that looks.” Gaara ordered, removing his hand from your leg.

“Yes,” You said, tightening your muscles as you got more into it. Grinding against your own fingers, your pleasure grew until you were panting. Now it didn’t bother you that Gaara was watching, and in fact, it was beginning to turn you on even more.

“Cum for me,” He ordered abruptly, and your heart fluttered.

“I-I’m not ready to,” You moaned.

Suddenly, and very firmly, Gaara leaned forward, pushing the hand you were touching yourself with away. With the other hand he inserted two fingers inside you, and pressed his tongue against your clit. He worked at a very strong pace, overwhelming you as your excitement grew. You weren’t expecting this, and his sudden inclusion made you all the hornier. You grinded against his fingers and mouth, moaning loudly as he made himself dominant over you.

Gaara’s pace didn’t let up, and after a few moments your pleasure grew to a crescendo, causing you to scream with bliss. Your womanhood tightened and your legs shook, making you dizzy. Gaara quickly withdrew his fingers from you, stripping you the pleasure of grinding against them as you rode the waves of throbs that followed after an orgasm.  

“You didn’t cum when I asked,” Gaara said, coldly.

“No!” You exclaimed in a panic. You were beginning to really worry about this game he was playing, and you leaned forward to grab his wrist, looking at him with pleading eyes. “Please.”

“That’s strike three and now four for speaking out of turn again,” Gaara said. 

“Please!” You whined, leaning forward to kiss him on the cheek, trying to get him to lighten up with you and to offer you affection.

Relieved, you felt Gaara wrap his strong arms around you and he held you there. You felt him as he turned his head, his breath in your ear.

“Five.”

In dismay, you watched as Gaara stood up, pulling you to your feet. He then spun you around, pushing you back onto the bed where you stayed on all fours.  

“You disobeyed me five times,” Gaara said, still standing behind you.

“I’m sorry, Gaara,” You pleaded, trying to turn around but Gaara stopped you.

“I told you that for each time you disobeyed me, I was going to do something to you, and I will. You wanted me to show you how I was gonna use your body?” His voice was gruff in your ear as he leaned forward, squeezing one of your breasts hard. “I am going to cum in you once for each time you didn’t do as I asked.”

“Gaara!” You yelped desperately, ashamed with yourself at how much your pussy throbbed with excitement with his punishment. You couldn’t believe how horny he made you, despite having already experienced release just moments before.

“Do you want to make it six?” Gaara asked, squeezing your breast so tight that you whined. 

“No,” You moaned, sinking your head down onto the bed in defeat. 

Gaara undid his pants and pulled his long, throbbing member out. He mounted you, thrusting his hips so his manhood could glide against your wet skin. He was gentle with this part, pushing himself deep inside you, waiting for you to get accustomed to his girth while you clutched the sheets. Then, the gentleness was over, as he began to thrust into you harder and harder; his fingers gripping your hips so hard he left handprints as he pulled you onto him, all the while you let out cries of pleasure. This had been what you were looking for when you asked him to use your body, but this time your mind was fantasizing wildly about how he would finish inside you over and over again until neither of you could take any more. 

He dominated you like this until he had finished inside you twice, changing your position to whatever suited him each time. You marveled at his stamina, how he seemed to be able to keep going even after he already had you filled.

Now you were beneath him, his strong arms on either side of your head as you looked up at him. He had brought you so much pleasure during this experience, and even now you could feel the pleasure building again between your legs. You let out a uniquely loud moan and Gaara responded to it by thrusting a little too deep. 

You winced and yelped in pain as his member hit your cervix, but you expected him to keep going despite your discomfort.

Abruptly, Gaara pulled out of you, holding your face in his hands. His dominant demeanor dropped instantly as he looked at you in concern. “Did I hurt you?” He asked. 

You looked up at him, meeting his gaze before letting out a laugh. The illusion was suddenly shattered, and you recognized him as the same shy, worried, compassionate Gaara you knew all along.

“I’m fine,” You sighed with release and smiled at him. “You didn’t have to stop, you know.”

Gaara shook his head, pulling you into his chest. “I will always stop when I accidentally hurt you,” He mumbled, his face buried in your hair.

You closed your eyes, savoring the closeness and intimacy. You felt so fulfilled, so safe, and so so loved.  

C (#3) - “...how well you can take being fucked by a woman.” (Kinkier).

“I want you to show me how well you can take being fucked by a woman,” You repeated. You could tell by Gaara’s face that he had not registered what you had said the first time. 

He was standing there, mouth agape and eyes wide. He really was not expecting you to say something so forward, and you felt a surge of power at the influence you had over him.

You flashed him a wicked smile as he attempted to piece together his shattered mind. “What? Having second thoughts?” You teased.

“No!” He exclaimed in his deep, raspy voice. “I…Just really wasn’t expecting that.”

“Well, then I bet you really won’t expect what we’re gonna do next.” You said, tracing a finger on his jawline and staring deeply, intently and sexily into his eyes. 

Gaara swallowed hard and you reached down to cup his groin in your hand. You could feel his erection pressing hard against the fabric of his pants and a shiver of excitement ran up your spine. You tightened your grip, making him gasp.

You led him over to the king-sized bed in the middle of the room and pushed him down, his body bouncing on the springy mattress. Swiftly, you jumped on top of him, forcing your hands under his shirt where you felt the strong, thick muscles of his abdomen. Your fingers travelled upwards, savoring the feeling of his body, and he closed his eyes as he thrust his hips upward to grind against yours; the action causing a rush of dominance to overcome you.

You dug your fingernails into his chest, raking them down his skin, the pleasure of having him at your mercy causing you to become wet. Gaara winced and gasped at your sudden forcefulness and he moved to grab your arms, but you were quicker. You pinned his wrists to his side and leaned in to stare into his eyes.

“I am going to use your body how I like,” You said forcefully, leaning over to kiss him hard and biting his bottom lip.

“Okay…” He breathed when he broke away from you.

You could tell by the quick rise and fall of his chest, and how his penis pulsed beneath you that he was getting excited, and this thought turned you on even more. 

You jumped off him then, your hands reaching for his fly. You undid his pants, moving on to his shirt so that he could lay there naked, ready for his body to be used and abused by you. Again, you cupped his groin, squeezing his testicles just enough to make him squirm and buck his hips forward. 

“You’re all mine, do you understand me?” You said, moving your hand to stroke the shaft of his long, girthy member.

“Yes…” He whispered, his voice raspy and breathy. 

You instructed him not to look as you undressed, being vigilant to make sure he kept his eyes firmly closed until you told him to look. Now you stood before him, your beautiful naked body exposed to the cool air of the hotel room.

You walked back over to the bed and straddled him, looking down at his face as it tensed up in anticipation; his hips wiggling underneath you in an attempt to connect his penis to your entrance. 

“Look at me,” You said firmly.

Gaara opened his eyes, looking up to you with wonder and excitement. He dared to raise a hand, caressing your body until he held a breast delicately in his hand. With his thumb, he played with your nipple, making it harden.

“You like that?” You whispered as you leaned close to his ear.

“Yes!”

Forcefully you took his hand and pinned it back against the mattress. You thrust your hips hard against his and you moaned. 

“We’re gonna play a game,” You said, again flashing your wicked smile. “And do you know what that game is?”

He looked up at you with wide eyes, breathing his response, “No…”

“It’s a little game called try not to cum.”

Gaara gasped, looking as though he was about to protest, but you shut that down fast, sticking your tongue into his mouth; you only relented when you felt him struggling for air. You let him turn his head to the side, but took advantage of his exposed neck which you started to suck on - hard.

While you were working on claiming him for yourself, you reached down between your legs to take his penis in your hand. You adjusted overtop of him, rubbing the tip of his erection against your soaking wet lips. Never had you felt so turned on, so exhilarated in all your life.

Without hesitation, you pushed your hips downwards, breaking away from his neck to let out a moan as his girthy member stretched the quivering, yearning walls of your womanhood. Glancing down at him, you could see what you had done to him. 

A large, purple bruise was standing out predominantly on the pale skin of his neck, just high enough so that it could be seen over his shirt collar. 

“I am going to fuck you into submission,” You said to him hotly. 

Gaara stared at you, his chest rising and falling quicker and quicker with his anticipation. “You may have your work cut out for you,” He shot back.

“We’ll see about that.”

You wasted no time in grinding your hips back and forth as if you had trained your whole life for this moment - no - as if your very life depended on it; you gave it your all, moaning loudly the entire time. You could feel the tip of his penis pulsing against your most sensitive spot with each thrust, and it made you want to fuck him harder. 

“Oh my god!” You screamed as you rode him, his panting and your cries joining the sound of the bed thumping against the wall and the squeaking of the mattress springs. You were certain that the entire hotel could hear you, but you didn’t care.

“Ugh! I”m gonna cum,” Gaara moaned.

Abruptly, you jumped from him, leaving his penis to throb and pulse in the cold air. 

“Ugh…!” Gaara gasped again.

“Not so fast,” You cooed, kissing him on the lips. 

You watched in delight as he thrust his hips forward, desperate for any stimulation that would bring him release. He even struggled against your grasp, trying to move his hands from where you had them pinned, but it was no use.

After a few moments, his breathing levelled and you began again, sinking down onto his swollen member and using it as your own personal toy. Multiple times, you jumped off of him, each time Gaara groaned more intensely as his sexual frustration grew.

By the fourth time you had teased him, the sensation of his penis rubbing against your G-spot became too much. You began thrusting your hips even more wildly, driven solely by the primal urge to orgasm, and you were unable to stop. 

“I’m going to cum!” Gaara gasped again, but little did he know it was his lucky day.

You were overcome by your own desire for release, and together your pleasure mounted. The feeling was immense, so much so that your eyes rolled back in your head and you felt a gush of wetness between your legs. You were screaming as loud as you possibly could for as long as you possibly could, trying to keep the orgasm going. You could have probably continued on for a second more, but Gaara was already gasping with overstimulation. 

He had filled you with shot after shot of hot, sticky cum and now he was looking up at you, eyes hoping to have appeased you enough to let him go. 

You slid off him and looked at the mess the two of you had created together. 

“Oh my god,” You said through your breaths, “I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard in my life…I think I even squirted a little.”

Gaara looked down at himself and then back at you. Slowly an affectionate smile crept across his face. “Well,” he breathed, “If that’s a first for you then I’m glad to have made it happen.”                                               

Chapter #4 - Cheers to the Start of a Successful Vacation! 

Later that day, Gaara sat across from you in the lounge of the hotel’s restaurant. The beach themed bar stretched across the entire room that luckily wasn’t too busy. The whole opposite side was designed with full length windows, giving couples a romantic and scenic view of the beach.

Now the sun was setting, the soft orange rays shimmering on the crisp water, reflecting bright white on the ocean blue. 

Gaara took a sip of his drink, an alcoholic beverage he had surprised himself by deciding to try . He set the tall glass down on the round wooden table and gazed over at you affectionately. You were dressed in a stylish floral sundress, examining the menu for anything exotic you might want to try. 

Perhaps it was the way the evening sun made your skin glow, or maybe it was your relaxed, upbeat demeanor, but something about how you appeared in that moment made Gaara want to sit across from you here - from anywhere - forever.

You looked up at him with a casual smile, mentioning something about the menu, when suddenly Gaara realized exactly what it was that made him feel this way. 

“I love you,” He said. There was no shyness in his voice, no uncertainty. 

You looked up at him, your expression brightening as you reached across the table to lace your fingers with his. “I love you, too.”

The two of you sat there for some time, ordering drinks, laughing and talking when a familiar voice came from across the lounge.

“There you two are,” Temari said, striding across the bar with Shikamaru in tow. Her hair wasn’t in her normal iconic updo, and she had a big relaxed grin spread across her face. “I was wondering where you had gone, we haven’t seen you all day.”

“We’ve just been touring the sights,” Gaara said, giving nothing away in his tone.

Shikamaru rubbed the back of his head. “Mind if we join you guys? We were gonna meet with Kankuro when he got here…” Suddenly, he trailed off, letting out a deep sigh. “Oh man, wait until you see him, what a drag.” 

You let out a laugh, pushing a chair out for Temari. “Come sit, we’re just discussing what we want to try from the dinner menu.”

Temari and Shikamaru had just received their own drinks when Kankuro waddled into the lounge, his arms extended slightly to his side in a way that reminded you of a penguin. From the tip of his head to the end of his toes, he was beet red from a day of sun. You could tell just by looking at him that even moving was excruciating.

“Hey guys,” He said in a defeated and sheepish voice. 

“You look worse than how you did on the beach!” Temari exclaimed. “Idiot.”

“Come sit,” You said, sliding off your seat to offer it to Kankuro. 

Gaara pulled up another chair for you before turning back to his brother. He handed Kankuro a glass of ice water, a look of sympathy on his face. “Hopefully that doesn’t bother you the entire trip,” Gaara offered. 

“I guess we’ll have to wait and see,” Kankuro winced as he slid onto the chair, but much to his credit, he offered a small smile. “Here, let’s toast.”

He raised the water Gaara had given him. “Here’s to the start of a successful vacation!”

“Cheers!” You all exclaimed before clinking your glasses together; a perfect outcome to a perfect day.

Gaara’s heart soared as you rested your head on his shoulder, lacing your fingers with his. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to be in such a beautiful place, surrounded by his family, and to know he was loved by the woman he treasured more than anything.

#Gaara #gaara x reader #gaara x oc #gaara x y/n #Gaara of the sand #Gaara of the desert #sabaku no gaara #Kazekage #naruto #narutoshippuden #narutop99 #naruto characters #temari #kankuro #sand siblings #naruto smut

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Hello (:

Mind if you share some list of KankuKiba favorites fics of yours? Or where can I find some recommendations? Suddenly I wanna read about them but I don’t wanna filter them by kudos or # comments on AO3. Feel free sharing of your own jobs.

(You can omit this of course) Thank you! Have a nice day.

Of course! I haven't been reading a lot lately so all the fics I have to mention are a bit old, and maybe you know them already, and also maybe there are more recent gems that I don't know about, but I've got those.

Thirst, by kranquro

60k words, canonverse, action and pining

Kiba and Kankurou work on a joint mission in the Land of Wind and pine for each other while Kankurou is meant to be arranged marriage very soon. Lots of tension (sexual, but really not just that). I really like their dynamic, it's funny, it's angsty, it's hot, it's nuanced and real. The more plot and mission part is really well built too and intersects with the pining in a very well balanced way, love it.

(Note: There's also a little sequel in the series that is nice!)

20 Tracks - Kankuro collection, by shadowstrangle

65k words, canonverse, a bit of action and a lot of romance

Our little internalised homophobia and alcohol abuse Kankurou treat. I can never turn down one of those. Kankurou's very far into the closet when Kiba sort of busts the door open, I suppose. It's a lot about Kankuro figuring that out and the two of them being cute, but there is also some political plot around the political consequences of Kankurou being gay. There are some scenes that have really stuck with me hard.

If I had a criticism it would be that I'm not wholly fond of the trope of Konoha being super liberal and Suna being super conservative and that the political side of things is sometimes a bit simplistic in that area. But it's still nice, it has still surprised me in good and subtle ways in its development, so still a fic I love.

(Note: It comes with read-along songs that are great, and that's what made me want to do the same thing for Haemorrhage!)

Blanket Retrieval Arc, by HelloThereGhoul

25k words, modern college au, mostly fluff

Kiba and Kankurou live in the same college dorm and stumble upon each other. Classic meet cute. They're sweet and funny and crushing babies. Very soft, I thoroughly enjoyed it, several times.

(Note: The fic is technically abandonned? The author said they had plans for more and stopped, but it's written up to the point when they get together and it doesn't feel like it's lacking an ending to me.)

Time to heal, by Lycka

110k words, modern au, figuring out relationships and trauma

Kankurou and Kiba meet at a time where Kankurou is looking over Gaara who is in rehab. They start dating a bit but Kankurou initially identifies as ace and it causes a lot of doubts and questions about how that could work out between them.

It's not in the tags and there's no warning so I feel like I need to add it: there are mentions and non-graphic memories of incest and one other instance of sexual assault in it.

This one is a bit of a wild card. The author's note mentioned that it was their first time writing in English and that the first chapter was not representative of their current writing. So I decided to give it a go and trust that it would improve over the course of the fic, which it really did. This fic has really good scenes that I've reread a bunch of times, but : 1 It's true that the first chapters are really not at the level of the ones down the road so you have to be willing to work with that. 2 It becomes quite KankuKiba centric, but it starts GaaNaru centric, there is also a bit of SasuNaru and a bit of SakuTema. 3 It's abandoned, but the author left a last chapter to summarise the plot that they didn't write up until the end and the KankuKiba part of the fic is not what is left hanging.

Overall, some interesting and good things, but a lot of variety in both quality and content. I've read it once whole, and I'm very happy I did, and then several times just the (KankuKiba) parts that I was really involved in.

While I'm here I will briefly do a little self-promo recap of my own KankuKiba stuff but let it be know it's almost exclusively smut. They're just like that.

I have a series of KankuKiba kinky T4T smut. Canonverse. Shino is also involved in some. I hope to write non-smut in this AU eventually (mostly just pregnant Kankurou fluff), but I have none yet.

I have a modern AU with KankuKiba in a polycule (KankuKiba, KibaShino, ShinoHina). There is a bunch of smut, and a long fic about them getting together that I have yet to finish. I started it two years ago so I too am a bit insecure about my old writing in it, but I love this AU a lot so I still hope to finish it eventually. I update sporadically.

And finally, I have a KankuKiba hook-up fic in my beloved other modern AU. I have ideas to write them again in this AU, maybe not even smut, but I don't know when that'll happen.

That's it for this time I think! Thank you for asking, I hope you will like them. (Anyone passing around this post please feel free to reblog with your own rec!!)

#kankukiba #kankiba #fic rec #trans kiba #kiba inuzuka #kankuro #trans kankuro

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Naruto Headcanons

warnings: none, this is nothing but fluff, fluff, fluff. modern AU, contains various characters.

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- Naruto was the highlighter kid.

- Kiba has been a biter ever since he was little, and still remains one to this day.

- Shikamaru often wears his t-shirts backwards, because he just can't bother to check if they're on the right way. It drives Ino mad.

- Shino texts pictures of random bugs he stumbles upon to Hinata and Kiba, along with screenshots of their respectful Wikipedia descriptions. Both have a separate photo album saved in their phone gallery for that exact reason.

- Ino taught Sakura how to properly apply her make-up, but always made it evidently clear that she didn't need it.

- Team 8 has sleepovers. The boys are super polite towards Hinata, and always let her take the bed.

- Sasuke tried wearing eyeliner once, but his eyes kept stinging at the product. Everyone thought he was high when he went red-eyed to school the next morning. He pretended to be zooted the entire day, instead of admitting that he put on eyeliner.

- Hinata is the mom friend. Ino, Sakura and TenTen always get shitfaced, so she has to make sure they get home safely.

- Naruto visibly cringes at the sight of vegetables.

- Surprisingly, Chōji was the first one who got his driver's license out of the group. Visiting fast food drive-ins and hanging out in the parking lot with his friends late at night was his main motivation for it.

- Kiba and Naruto both try to hog the aux, despite having the same music taste. They scream the lyrics like crackheads, too.

- Lee listens to classical music on train rides. TenTen found out by yanking one headphone from his ear once, and now gives him shit for it. Calls him Mozart, too, even though he was listening to Beethoven at the time.

- Kiba always saves a seat for Hinata on the bus, and fights with anyone who tries to take it before the driver can reach the stop she gets on.

- Naruto insists on keeping Sakura on the inner-side of the sidewalk whenever they go somewhere on foot together.

- Kakashi watches toy unboxing videos on Youtube if he wakes up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.

- Iruka has a secret talent of calming down any child's tantrum just by the way how soft-spoken he is.

- Guy loves Spider-man. He forced Kakashi to take dozens of photos of him in his costume on Halloween. The mask was cheap as fuck and low-key disturbing. Kakashi documented everything on his Instagram story - especially the part where Guy attempted to climb a street lamp and completely, utterly failed.

- No matter where or when, if Naruto runs at full-speed into Kiba, the brunet will drop anything he's holding in his hands just to catch him, despite not wanting to. He's cracked about four mugs and two plates by now.

- Naruto never paid for said mugs and plates.

- Sasuke makes Spotify playlists for his friends and fills them with songs he considers would fit their personalities, but never tells them that he does.

- Itachi loves the smell of rain.

- Suigetsu is actually very fond of Karin. He only quarrels with her because he cares.

- Obito thinks that drawing dicks on people's faces when they're asleep is the funniest shit ever.

- Everyone hates Asuma's smoker's cough. He goes at it even harder just to spite them.

- Konohamaru takes Naruto's phone under the pretense of playing games, but secretly just takes 200+ pictures of his face.

- When it comes to Ino, a peace sign is a must on selfies.

- Sai knows everyone's birthdays because he kept checking their social media profiles until he memorized them all.

- Shikamaru loves summer because he can spend the entire night lying in the tall grass and never gets cold.

- Sakura snorts when she laughs really hard. Naruto thinks it's the cutest thing ever, even though she hates it.

- Gaara always counts his money at least three times whilst waiting in line to pay at the grocery store.

- Kankuro has double-jointed fingers. Stretching his thumb backwards until it looks gross is his favourite party trick.

- Obito is the friend that makes fun of people if they drink past their limit and turn sloppy, but still remains by their side the entire night to watch over them.

- Kiba always ruins his sneakers really quickly because he keeps jamming his feet inside them by force. He's simply too lazy to put them on properly with the help of his hands.

- Shikamaru hates vaping, but secretly thinks he looks really cool whilst doing it.

- Naruto is the most perverted of the group, but Kiba has the highest sex drive.

- Temari fought with anyone who bullied Gaara when they were kids.

- Sai practices his smiles in the mirror.

- Kiba's knee shakes under the desk during every exam.

- Neji and Hinata exchange reviews on hair products.

- Ino loves wearing socks with quirky designs on them.

- Sai painted Ino's white Air Force 1 shoes with her favourite flowers.

- Kurenai and Asuma can communicate just by one look alone.

- Kiba's voice always gets really soft and high-pitched whenever he coos at Akamaru. Naruto and Lee love making fun of him for it and mock him constantly.

- Naruto, Lee and Kiba share custody of a single brain cell.

- Shino has blackmail-worthy material on everyone, just because nobody notices he's around for most of the gossip.

- TenTen hates having her nails done. The only exception was prom, and even then she nearly lost her mind trying to properly function with them.

- Sai sleeps on his back, and looks dead while doing it.

- Naruto always bites off the head of a gummy bear first, before eating the rest.

- Neither Kiba nor Naruto knew how to shave properly because neither had dads around to show them. Shikamaru was the one that taught them how.

- Obito always shares the cookies his grandmother makes with Kakashi and Rin.

- Whenever Ino feels sad, both Shikamaru and Chōji let her braid their hair.

- Sasuke doesn't use an app if it doesn't have an option for dark mode.

- If Naruto lets out a scream, Kiba can be heard mirroring it across the room.

- Neji writes poetry, but the only person he allows to see it is TenTen.

- Lee does happy little dances when he's super excited.

- Sai's hands are always cold.

- Sakura is really good at math, but bad at teaching it to idiots like Naruto.

- Hinata loves to crochet.

- Ino runs a really big Instagram account for Andrew Garfield. Guy follows it, and likes all the posts.

- Kakashi often times doesn't know what to do with his hands when talking to people, so he prefers stuffing them into the pockets of his pants.

- Sakura pretends to be Ino's fake girlfriend at parties in order to chase away the men trying to hook up with her.

- Gaara enjoys playing Stardew Valley.

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