Fanfiction
Holy cow I'm back and I have a story after months of horrible writer's block. This fic is my baby so please be kind to it. I really hope you love it as much as I loved writing it. ♥
Title: Does Your Mother Know?
Pairing: Kankuro/Gai
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Maito Gai always considered himself a gentleman and a bit of a romantic at heart. Granted some people thought this mentality interfered with the hard life of a shinobi but Gai thought that just because he killed people-sometimes ruthlessly-that did not mean he had to act like an immoral miscreant. Love, youth, and hard work were all a part of Gai's shinobi way. Anything less would be unacceptable to him as a shinobi and a man. But he had to be honest with himself and say love wasn't the first thing he felt when he came across the Suna puppeteer training.
Gai barely knew Kankuro; he had been but a boy only a year older than Lee during the chuunin exams, cocky and full of spite. Now a year later the painted boy was an ally of Konoha but remained a large mystery.
Konoha had no puppeteers and those of Suna could only be admired for their strength and dedication to their art. In dumb silence he couldn't help but observe Kankuro train with his puppet in the open field, pulling and pushing the deadly weapon to and fro with his invisible chakra strings and syncing their lightening quick movements until the boy and machine moved as one unit. Instantly Gai could tell it was a difficult art to master. Chakra had to remain constant. To much would burn the skin and rupture the flesh. Too little and the puppet wouldn't move.
But Kankuro's obvious talent wasn't the thing that caught Gai's eye. Dressed only in a pair of black pants, sweat covered the boy's naked torso and his muscles rippled with each movement. He wasn't built like Lee, lean as a reed, but he was tall and toned. When Gai realized that he was bit too much attention to the physique of the young man, he shook himself out of his daze.
A moment of weakness. He had had several moments like this when he was younger and he had forgiven it because of his youth but now? His loss of restraint was dishonorable. Kankuro was more than 10 years his junior and a bit of a punk while Gai was a man who prided himself in his self-control and strict adherence to what it meant to be a shinobi of the leaf Village. Such things were not to be taken lightly.
With the Suna shinobi there, Gai ought to considered this as great opportunity to better his techniques instead. It wasn't every day that he got a chance to spar with a shinobi from another village, let alone a noteworthy puppeteer.
Stepping out of the shadows of the surrounding tress, Gai called to the younger man, “Good afternoon, Kankuro!”
At the sound of his name, the young Sand nin stopped and the puppet ceased to move. Sneering and out of breath, Kankuro looked over his shoulder to watch Gai's approach.
“Hey yourself,” Kankuro muttered roughly. He disengaged one hand so he could wipe his brow where his bangs were plastered there. The tip of his tongue ran along his painted upper lip slowly as he breathed. His naked chest heaved, skin slick with sweat.
There was a dangerous look in Kankuro dark eyes that unsettled Gai. He had to remind himself that Sand didn't have the most friendliest of shinobi. Suna hadn't faired as well as Konoha did the last couple of years but he believed that most were good at heart.
Gai flashed a brilliant smile. “Glorious weather, isn't it? Perfect for....”
“Wanna fight, oyaji?”
Though Gai didn't much care for the name, he remembered that it was all part of youth. Hadn't he called Kakashi names in jest once or twice when they were younger. He grinned widely, chuckling. “Think you're fast enough to best Konoha's beautiful green beast?”
“Tch. Yeah.” He smirked and jerked his wrists, bringing his weapon flying back towards him. Gai just barely managed to jump back from the knives the puppet suddenly held in its wooden hands and elude injury.
There was no more conversation as both shinobi spared for what seemed like hours. Their attacks were so different it was hard to tell who had the upper hand throughout most of it and eventually Gai lost track of time. Kankuro was faster than usual, attacking to hurt instead of to train but Gai enjoyed the battle thoroughly. It wasn't often that he fought so hard and there was another month to go until he challenged his rival. That was a long time to wait. This was like a breath of fresh air. But as the fight continued, he could feel his body tiring and his chakra draining. Kankuro had now started with his long-ranged attacks, opting to control his puppet at a distance rather than close-up as he had been before. It was maddening but Gai loved the chase.
Then both boy and weapon disappeared all together. Gai searched the area, breathing heavy as the sound of his heart pounding in in his ears, but in vain. He had no idea where they had gone even with his keen tracking ability. Then there was a movement in the trees to the east and Gai was off in a flash.
It was cooler in the dark shade of the forest. The unexpected chill in the air made him shiver as waves of coldness curled around him. Before he had stripped down to the waist or else suffer from heat exhaustion. Now his overworked body indulged in the coolness but it was not the time to take a break. He tracked the movement until it felt like he was in the heart of the forest. There the trees grew so densely that their massive branches blocked out most of the sunlight.
“I didn't think you were the kind to hide, Kankuro,” Gai shouted, egging the boy on a little but in good jest. If he had learn one thing about the Sand shinobi is was that they were a very proud people and didn't take any insult lightly. Gai waited and listened hard but not even a little teasing could lure the puppeteer out from the shadows.
Gai was quickly running low on options. His eyes scanned the impenetrable, green foliage overhead. There was nothing was out of the ordinary. He couldn't see or hear anything that could offer a hint at Kankuro's location. It was like the boy had disappeared all together. Perhaps he had underestimated the puppeteer a little.
Then suddenly something like invisible clamps seized him from behind and pulled him backwards until he slammed into a tree. The rough bark crushed beneath him on impact and it dug into his back as the tree groaned and shuddered. When the stars faded, Gai found that he bound to the thick trunk and he knew instantly that it was chakra but he still had yet to see his opponent. Could Kankuro throw his chakra so far and yet still remain invisible? Gai was simply amazed. A little winded but amazed nonetheless.
It was useless to struggle anymore. The binds would only tightened if he moved and his hands were at his sides so there was no way he could make any hand signs or reach for his pouch of weapons.
He had been beaten.
“What an excellent match, Kankuro,” Gai exclaimed. If he could have clapped or did his nice guy pose he would have. It was definitely one of the best spars that he had in a long while.
“It's not over.”
Kankuro appeared at his side, a dominating presence half hidden in the shade. Gai stared, his mouth suddenly dry. Kankuro's face was grim, the dark paint and the shadows blanketing him but not the threat he presented. As a shinobi, Gai know that he was completely outmaneuvered. He was at the mercy of the boy. As a man, he recognized something had changed in the battle.
“Kankuro,” Gai started slowly, trying to gain control of the situation, “it's over. I lost.”
“I don't care.” With one hand, Kankuro controlled the chakra holding Gai in place; with the other, he wrapped the the other around Gai's neck. His skin was hard and uneven after years of training but the touch was unexpectedly light, catching Gai off-guard.
The breath he held burned his lungs as the hand sank to his chest, blunt nails scraping his flesh lightly, and then down towards his abdomen. Fingertips traces his muscles and brushed his skin, sending chills throughout his body straight to his groin.
Gai bit his lower lip, refusing to give up his composure in the face of Kankuro's audacity. During his days at the academy he had been rigorously trained to handle situations such as this but despite all his best efforts he felt the lust he had condemned as unacceptable ever since his youth surge hotly through his body. It was thrilling! It was unfamiliar but his body knew exactly how to react. But no! He was determined not to give in. He was a respected teacher and shinobi. He had the knowledge to dissuade almost any headstrong student no matter what they sought. He just had to figure out if he wanted to or not.
The hand slipped inside his uniform, causing all thoughts to run blank in Gai's mind. He gasped, eyes closing automatically, when Kankuro wrapped his hand around him.
“S-stop it.”
“Make me, oyaji,” Kankuro countered in a low whisper. He stepped closer, a wicked smirk on his lips. Skin pressed against skin as he ran his lips along Gai's neck, licking and biting the straining muscles. Gai ground his teeth and felt his control weaken as Kankuro slowly started to pump him. Despite all Gai's efforts, he was hard in a matter of seconds.
The tongue flicked over Gai's bottom lip before slipping further inside his mouth when Gai gasped from the pleasure building up in his system. Their tongues touched briefly-not fulling kissing but close. A moan slipped past his lips and he saw Kankuro's smirk before the boy leaned closer and kissed him. It wasn't a gentle or modest kiss that Gai would have preferred. It was the kind that starred in those filthy books Kakashi read - all heat and tongue that left Gai completely overwhelmed. Kankuro's tongue and fingers were too damned talented for a boy his age but for a second Gai didn't care just as long as Kankuro kept doing what he was doing.
Finally reality slapped Gai full-force, coercing him out of the dangerous haze of lust.
He broke the kiss and forced his face away before he could give the boy the remaining shards of his resolve. He felt sick and disgusted.
“Stop it,” he panted, his voice harsher and stronger this time. “You're just a child.”
Kankuro totally froze. Gai anxiously watched the anger and contempt flash in his dark green eyes as his insult hung in the air. Snarling, Kankuro withdrew his hand as if he was burnt. Gai half expected for Kankuro to retaliate from the insult but the chakra bonds slowly faded as the puppeteer stepped back. He was gone before Gai could say anything.
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“100 more laps to go, my dear students! Keep it up! We're almost done!”
“Yes, Gai-sensei! If I don't finish in 5 minutes then I'll do 100 more!”
“This is completely insane!”
“It's completely impossible to train anymore in this heat, Gai-sensei.”
Gai paused, mid-run, and glanced over his shoulder. Neji and Tenten had collapsed in exhaustion in the shade provided by a large boulder. Tenten's cheeks were bright red and Neji was leaving his quiet dignity behind and gulping down the rest of his water as the desert's hot sun beat down on them ruthlessly. Out of his three students only Lee had the stamina to go on but Gai could tell that the overwhelming heat was starting to affect him as well.
Faintly, Gai wondered if he'd been too hard on them, if he had pushed them pasted their limits. He knew that the three younger shinobi were growing stronger and stronger each day but he was aware that they needed a change of environment to ensure their full development. He chose the desert of Suna. They were severely lacking in the ability to deal with harsh climates. They needed to learn to adapt. One day Suna would call on Konoha shinobi for aid again, but if Konoha shinobi never learned to manage in the sand and the extreme heat, it would be a useless endeavor.
“Gai-sensei!” Lee exclaimed, pointing to the squiggly horizon. “Someone is coming.”
Gai squinted but the wind and the sand made it difficult for him to see who it was. Seconds later the Sand nin came into focus, wrapped in in a heavy cape and veil.
“The kazekage's order an immediate stop to your training,” the young woman told them, behind long bangs her deep brown eyes were full of concern. “It's too dangerous and he says that Suna will not be held responsible for your deaths if you continue you're...um...stupidity,” she finished weakly, obviously uncomfortable relaying her Kazekage's message verbatim. She was surprisingly timid for a Sand shinobi.
Gai stared at the sand nin, bewildered. He was ordered to stop? Impossible! For a second he wanted to disagree but that would mean disagreeing with the kazekage himself and Gai really didn't wish to do that. Maybe it was time to call it quits. He had to admit that after a day of vigorous training in the desert even he was in need for a relaxing evening. For once in his life, Gai agreed and left that one challenge unchallenged even if that meant disappointing his students.
“Thank god!” Tenten muttered, jumping to her feet. She and Neji both looked relieved beyond belief but Lee was staring down at the sand, disheartened.
“You heard her, Lee.” Gai said as they made their way back to the village. He had no choice but to comply with the Kazekage's demand. “An order is an order after all.”
“I understand, Gai-sensei.”
“We had great training today, Lee, and there is always tomorrow.” He settled a hand on Lee's shoulder, hoping to see Lee brighten up a little.
When they finally returned to the inn, Gai looked at the glum faces of his team and asked them all to dinner in the hopes of raising their spirits. After all he believed that the well-being of his students was a key factor to the moral of the group.
Disappointment quickly vanished from Lee face as he beamed at his teacher. “Yosh!”
“Tenten? Neji? What about you?”
“No thanks,” Neji murmured, struggling to remain polite.
“I'll pass too,” Tenten said, falling onto her bed, still fully clothes with an exaggerated sigh of relief. “I'm so tired!”
Gai grinned. “You have all improved, my dear students. I am very proud of you. Tomorrow will be another great day so get plenty of sleep. Lee, meet me outside in 15 minutes.”
“Hai, Gai-sensei!”
The sun was was just passed the horizon, filling the sky with every color imaginable from bright yellow to dark purple, by the time Gai and Lee set out, freshly showered and dressed casually the first time in days. The night winds slowly started to blow in from the north, chasing away the heat of the day, and long blue shadows slowly crept into the village.
Night was drastically different in Suna from day Gai soon realized. It was cooler and more people, who had forgone their daily attire of dull colored robes, were out in the streets mingling and having a good time. Restaurants and bars were busy and full with families and couples. Torches were lit along the sides of the large sand buildings and cast a golden glow. Small colored lights were strung from building to building throughout the village as the sky above turned into a dark blue, dotted with glittering white stars. It was like a different village all together. It was very pleasant and very welcoming.
“Suna's very beautiful, Gai-sensei,” Lee commented, grinning. His nose and cheeks were a bright pink from the sun. His dark appreciative eyes were round with excitement as he gaped hungrily at the new environment.
Gai smiled at the younger man. Sometimes Lee acted much younger than his 17 years and it was quite adorable. “Yes, it is.”
“It's too bad Tenten and Neji have to miss this.”
“I'm sure they will come out tomorrow night.”
After an interesting walk around the village, observing all the foreign sites in an awed stupor despite their rumbling stomaches, they finally decided to stop and eat. The restaurant they picked was at Lee's insistence because the spicy scent of curry was wafting out from the windows in invisible waves. People, smoke, and the smell of some thing delicious crowded within the warm interior. It was an ordeal just to get a table but when they did, they ordered their meals and enjoyed the company of their allies.
Later in the evening Lee looked up, attention caught on something behind Gai, and a shy quick smile turned up the corners of his lips. “Excuse me, Gai-sensei, but I promised Gaara-kun that I'd meet with him.”
“Gaara?” Gai glanced over his shoulder instinctively and could barely make out the figure of Suna's kazekage hovering just outside the entrance. Gai had only seen the young man when he had briefly spoken with him in his office earlier that day.
Older now, the young kazekage's face still remained a blank intimidating slate but when his villagers spoke to him, he acknowledged them with a nod and his face lost most of its traditional coldness.
“I'll pay for my meal before I go...”
“Of course you won't! Don't worry about it, Lee,” Gai replied, smiling, and pushing Lee's money away. “I got it. Just don't be too late. Training starts at 6 tomorrow morning.”
Lee gave him a brilliant smile that never failed to fill Gai with tremendous pride. “Thanks, Gai-sensei,” he said, jumping to his feet and hurrying to the entrance of the restaurant.
Gai stayed behind and finished his meal in comfortable silence even though his appetite was suddenly gone now that Lee was no longer with him. He paid for the meal and left. It was late. He ought to just go back to the inn but it was such a beautiful, peaceful evening. He wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.
Since he was no longer in Lee's company, he decided to give into temptation and end the long hard day with a relaxing beer. He wandered around for a little bit before tracking down a little bar tucked away from the main streets. After walking down a short flight of stairs in a dark stairwell, he paused in the doorway, checking out the underground tavern. It was just as crowed as the restaurant but darker and cooler. The lights were dim and music could be heard over the calm chatter. It seemed safe.
Just one drink, he promised as he stepped inside the bar, and then I'll go back to my room and settle in for the night. He needed to get up early after all.
He had once heard that Suna was home to some of the best alcohol and ordered whatever caught his interest once he found a sit at the bar. Unfortunately as much as he was looking forward to his drink, he all but choked at his first swallow. It felt like he was drinking liquid fire. He felt his face start to burn as tears stung his eyes.
The sand shinobi around him tried to mask their amusement though it was obvious they found Gai's reaction highly amusing. When the pain and the coughing subsided, Gai had to admit that the drink was actually very good enough though he didn't see himself as an expert when it came to this sort of thing. At Konoha he had a cup of sake now and then before retiring. But this...this was definitely not sake.
The bartender suddenly sat a different drink in front of him. Gai looked up, confused. “I'm sorry but I didn't order...”
“It's from him,” the guy replied, pointing over his shoulder to the shadowy row of booths besides the bar.
“Oh.” Gai let his eyes wander and eventually he noticed the young man in a corner booth who the bartender pointed out. He was drinking and talking quietly to a group of friends. They were having a good time celebrating something. Gai frowned, finding it harder to focus than usual. Maybe his drink had been stronger than he thought. Still he didn't know many people in Suna and he was pretty sure he'd never seen that man before in his life. Why would he buy him a drink?
It took a long second for Gai to realize that he was staring at Kankuro and then panic kicked him hard in the guts.
Gai hadn't seen much of the puppeteer since that particular encounter that had left him bewildered with unwanted emotions burning him from the inside out. Gai wished he could say that it hadn't affected him at all but it did. In the worst of ways. When Kankuro had left him, Gai resumed what the boy had started like some horny teenager. He'd been deeply ashamed that he couldn't stop himself. He'd hoped that it would end there but for the next week he could not shake Kankuro from him mind.
And now that very same boy was just across the room and had bought him a drink.
Gai's mind was in a daze. He wasn't really sure what he should do. On one hand he desperately wanted to get the hell out of there. It only felt like yesterday that Kankuro came onto him. On the other hand that felt too cowardly for a man like Gai to stomach.
He gulped thickly but his mouth felt dry and pulled his eyes away from Kankuro. He balled his fists, valiantly trying not remember the last time they had meet but that was nearly impossible. Against his will, his eyes moved back as if pulled by an invisible force. Staring at Kankuro across the room didn't help matters either but Gai couldn't look away. Kankuro's face was more expressive than Gai could have ever imagined and his lips were distractingly full without the cover of paint. His easy smile made him even more good-looking.
It wasn't long before Kankuro looked up and caught Gai's eyes. It was enough to shake Gai out of his daze. His face felt as hot as fire as he cursed his own stupidity. Kankuro was a shinobi, a good one at that, so of course he would notice someone staring at him so openly.
A wicked smirk soon twisted Kankuro's lips as he favored Gai with a smile and a lift of his drink before turning his attention back to his friends.
Gai snapped his head around, hands reaching blindly for his drink. He took a big gulp just to calm his racing heart. He couldn't leave now even if he wanted too so he had to act normal but the appearance of Kankuro had left him unbelievably disturbed.
The new drink was much easier to handle (it was finished within seconds) but he suddenly wished for something with a little more bite so he could stop thinking all together.
As the minutes ticked away while he downed another drink, Gai's eyes would always stare a little to the left to watch Kankuro in the background, taking in the boy's smile, the graceful way his hands moved when he talked, the way he ran his tongue over his lips unconsciously as he listened. It was a nightmare. Gai was too old to be acting like this but his body disagreed with him. If he had thought that the years spent apart could have weakened his desire for the puppeteer, Gai realized that he was dead wrong.
He finished his drink quickly in hopes of sedating his hormones and his body. It didn't take long before Gai's head was buzzing. After finishing his latest drink, like always, his eyes returned to Kankuro but the booth was now empty. Gai frowned. The bar was emptier now but a good amount of people still remained. He should have seen them leave.
Before Gai could finish digesting the new information, he felt a warm presence beside him and a familiar voice ask, “Mind if I sit?”
Gai turned his head and didn't expect to see Kankuro standing there. If Gai thought Kankuro was handsome half a room away, up-close Kankuro was drop dead gorgeous. He was wearing all black. The tight shirt had no sleeves and its tightness revealed that the puppeteer was as fit as ever.
Gai swallowed hard and wondered faintly if he was drooling or if he was able to talk but luckily Kankuro didn't wait for permission and dropped into the sit next to Gai without comment.
“Thanks for the drink...um...from before,” Gai said slowly, feeling immensely uncertain as he tried to get his tongue to work properly.
“No problem,” the younger man replied dismissively, sitting his glass on the top of the bar. If he was feeling as awkward as Gai did, he hid it well. He looked up, looking Gai square in the eyes and grinned. “So when did you get here?”
Gai half-expected Kankuro to be the same hostile boy from before but this unexpected show of friendliness and maturity threw Gai off guard and he muttered, “Just this morning.”
“A mission?”
Gai shook his head. “No. I wanted to do some training in the desert.”
“No one wants to train in the desert,” Kankuro replied, laughing softly into his drink. “Not even Gaara. We have too.”
“I thought it would be a good idea to get use to the desert climate.”
“I guess so. So, how's Suna treating you?”
“Your village is magnificent.”
Gai hadn't meant that to be funny but Kankuro found it very amusing anyway as laughter twinkled in his dark green eyes. “It's all because of Gaara. He works hard trying to turn this place around. Elders don't like it but the citizens and the shinobi do.”
Gai relaxed a little. Family is always a fail-safe topic of conversation. “And your sister Temari?”
“At court,” Kankuro replied, grinning, “Probably kicking the shit out of our damiyo.” Gai didn't know why Kankuro was smiling but he had long ago realized that the sand Shinobi had a morbid sense of humor that often involved violence.
Kankuro pointed to the half-empty glass sitting before Gai. “You're almost done. Do you want a blow job?”
Gai's eyes bulged a little. “E-excuse me?”
Kankuro snorted, a wicked gleam in his eyes, and squeezed Gai's shoulder. “Settle down, oyaji, it's just drink. It's good. You ought to try it.”
“Um...no. I'm good.” Gai felt his face start to burn and was very glad that the lights were so dim in the bar. Kids and their drinks. He never felt so old before. “But thank you.”
Kankuro grinned in a lopsided kind of way, his eyes lingers on Gai a moment longer than necessary before finally pulling his hand away and gesturing to the bartender.
“Right away, Kankuro-dono.”
Gai choked a little on his drink. “Dono?”
“Yeah.” Kankuro ducked his head, scratching his brow, suddenly sheepish. “After Gaara became Kazekage, everyone started calling me that. Kinda stuck after a while I guess.”
“Hm.” Gai stared at his drink, still unsure but no longer uncomfortable by the presence of his unexpected guest.
Silence stretched between them. Gai heard the song end in the background, slowly followed by another one. The reverberating beat made Kankuro tap his fingertips against the wooden bar, enticing Gai's attention. The short nails were painted black and tattoos stained the scarred skin of the hands that had once been all over Gai. Gai quickly looked away, taking another large gulp of his drink as his to force all his thoughts away.
“Careful or you might end up drunk,” Kankuro warned softly.
Gai's head was getting a little fuzzy but he couldn't be drunk. “Nonsense. A good shinobi always knows his limits.”
The bartender placed Kankuro's his new drink before him. Kankuro grinned and in one fluid motion, bent down, picked up the small cup with his lips, tossed his head back and downed the liquid all in one go. Horribly vulgar but also incredibly hot. Gai couldn't look away this time.
When Kankuro put the shot glass back down, his tongue ran over his lips, licking away the white residue of cream left from his drink from the corners of his mouth. Kankuro seemed oblivious of that reflex but Gai saw and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His pants were suddenly a bit too tight and he was a bit too hot. It was far too hot inside. In a frenzy, Gai ripped off his outer layer, leaving only his undershirt on, hoping to cool his body. The touch of a warm hand on his bare stomach startled Gai and made him jump. Gai gapped at him but the boy grinned devilishly and grabbed hold of Gai's shirt a moment later, pulling it down.
“Your shirt's ridding up,” he explained.
Heat inflamed Gai's face. “Oh. Thanks.”
“Not that I mind.” Kankuro moved closer, moving his lips dangerously close to Gai's ear. Gai sat incredibly still as the breath froze in his lungs. A hand buried itself in Gai's collar, tugging a little. “This place is closing soon,” Kankuro breathed, his voice low voice sending shivers down Gai's back.“Come back to my place if you're interested in fucking an adult. What do you say, oyaji?”
“Um...” Maybe it was all the alcohol but Gai's mind went blank so he could only manage a feeble nod.
Kankuro smirked and jerked back to put some money on the table. Then he grabbed Gai's hand and pulled him out of the bar.
The walk to Kankuro's apartment passed in a blur. It was like Gai was in a stupor until Kankuro shoved him roughly against the wall once they were inside and kissed him fiercely.
Kankuro's body felt hot and solid against him. A dark shiver ran straight down to Gai's groin when he realized that the boy was just as hard as he was. Past the point of no return, Gai stood there helplessly, gripping Kankuro's hips and kissing the boy back passionately on those sinfully full lips that had been taunting him all night long. He tasted like alcohol and peppermint.
Old familiar memories rose up in Gai's brain, pushing him even more of the edge. Lust and madness churned around Gai's stomach. He couldn't stop himself from tightening his hold, feeling more of the soft flesh of Kankuro's backside and drawing him as close as possible. Then he shifted, reversing their positions until he had Kankuro trapped, hands pinned against the wall. Despite Kankuro's previous displays of dominance, he allowed this, not that Gai would stop if he protested. Gai dipped his head again and caught Kankuro full lips once more with his.
A low groan rumbled in the back of Kankuro's throat. He opened his mouth so the kiss could deepen again, this time with Gai in control.
His hold slacked. Lust was pounding through his system, fueled by liquor, urging Gai's hands down Kankuro's hard body to his ass. He could feel Kankuro's erection pressed solidly against his own. His hips rolled on their own accord, drawing moans of pleasure from both men. The friction felt sinfully good, so good that Gai found himself dry humping Kankuro against the wall.
“Fuck, yes,” Kankuro panted in Gai's ear, not the only eager one.
Gai groaned. With one hand he reached between their bodies, unzipped Kankuro's pants, and caught him in his hand. He buried his face against Kankuro's neck, biting the flesh there, inhaling his scent. The cock he cradled in his grasp was hot and throbbing, already wet. The sound Kankuro made when Gai thumbed the head sent chills straight to his groin. He was so hard that it hurt but he couldn't do anything about that now. Kankuro's body jerked when Gai pumped him and he didn't stop jerking him off until the boy came, writhing and moaning, caught between Gai and the wall.
Gai couldn't think if was possible for Kankuro to look any more tempting as he rested against the wall, struggling for breath. His swollen lips were parted; his bangs hung in his dark eyes. Slowly, with movements like a feline, Kankuro leaned up and pressed his mouth against Gai's.
Hands were at his waist, gripping the hem of his shirt and tugged it up and off, before running over Gai's chest and then dipping low to rid him of his pants. They were naked in a matter of minutes, panting and shaking. Kankuro's bedroom was just beyond the hallway. In the dark, they tumbled onto the bed.
Hands where everywhere, touching, caressing, gripping, exploring at all once in a frenzy. The moans and gasps of pleasure filling the small room were maddening. The way Kankuro's naked body felt against his, the taste of his heated skin was overwhelming. The mouth on his cock made Gai moan and fist the messy sheets as talented, relentless fingers pushed inside of him.
“K-Kankuro...”
The boy pulled back slowly, Gai's cock slipping out from his wet lips. “Relax, oyaji,” he murmured. “I'll made it feel good.” Kankuro pushed his fingers in deeper, finally hitting that spot that made Gai dizzy with pleasure. Before he could feel anymore, Kankuro withdrew.
“Get on your knees,” he panted out his command. Rough hands tangled themselves in Gai's hair after he shifted, teeth bit his ear, and something bigger than fingers pressed against his ass.
“...fuck,” Gai moaned. It was all too much, too overwhelming, too good.
“That's the idea.” Kankuro moved slowly until he was buried inside of Gai. “God damn.” His breath was shaky. “I wanted to do this when we fought that one day. Suck you, fuck you, something. You were so fucking hot.”
He started to move, to pull out only to push back in, deeper, harder. Gai bit his tongue. Then Kankuro hit that spot again and everything went blurry for one long moment. Gai's hips rocked back and forth, craving that electric blast of pleasure.
“You're getting the hang of it,” Kankuro purred into Gai's ear, voice low and raspy. The sound of it was arousing and Gai felt himself tighten up. Then a heavy palm landed on his back side with a loud slap. Any other time, Gai would have been deeply mortified but who know a little harmless spanking during sex could be so arousing?
He was moaning now as the pleasure quickly build up inside of him until it felt like he was on the very edge of something very good. Then Kankuro picked up his pace, fucking Gai hard and fast, pushing him farther over the edge. All Gai could do was reach a hand between his legs and stroke his cock, impatient for release. In his ear, Kankuro breathed dark words that would have either wise offended Gai but now made only made him close his eyes and cum.
It was early in the morning when Gai slowly awoke. The nagging headache and pains of his body cut through his hangover but it was the warm naked body sleeping soundly next to him that woke him up like a splash of cold water to the face.
He groaned, rubbing his hands over his dry eyes. He sat up as gingerly as he could, trying not to wake up his bedmate. He knew that the best thing would be to leave - he had training to do with his students after all - but he couldn't seem to get his body get up. All he wanted to do was lay back down and go to sleep.
“Why the fuck are you up?” Kankuro's sleep rough voice broke through Gai's thoughts.
“I don't know,” he replied honestly.
He heard Kankuro shift beside him. “Having second thoughts?”
Gai turned his head. The pale morning light was slowly filling the room, falling on Kankuro, haggard but still sexy, the bed sheet hardly covering his hard body. As unbelievable as it was, Gai felt a rush of desire run throughout his body as tired as he was.
“No.” He laid down, trying to find a comfortable position to ease the aches of his body. He ended up next to Kankuro who smells of alcohol and sex. Gai spied a couple of small bruises on Kankuro's skin.
Kankuro flashing him a warm grin. “Good.”
Title: Does Your Mother Know?
Pairing: Kankuro/Gai
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Maito Gai always considered himself a gentleman and a bit of a romantic at heart. Granted some people thought this mentality interfered with the hard life of a shinobi but Gai thought that just because he killed people-sometimes ruthlessly-that did not mean he had to act like an immoral miscreant. Love, youth, and hard work were all a part of Gai's shinobi way. Anything less would be unacceptable to him as a shinobi and a man. But he had to be honest with himself and say love wasn't the first thing he felt when he came across the Suna puppeteer training.
Gai barely knew Kankuro; he had been but a boy only a year older than Lee during the chuunin exams, cocky and full of spite. Now a year later the painted boy was an ally of Konoha but remained a large mystery.
Konoha had no puppeteers and those of Suna could only be admired for their strength and dedication to their art. In dumb silence he couldn't help but observe Kankuro train with his puppet in the open field, pulling and pushing the deadly weapon to and fro with his invisible chakra strings and syncing their lightening quick movements until the boy and machine moved as one unit. Instantly Gai could tell it was a difficult art to master. Chakra had to remain constant. To much would burn the skin and rupture the flesh. Too little and the puppet wouldn't move.
But Kankuro's obvious talent wasn't the thing that caught Gai's eye. Dressed only in a pair of black pants, sweat covered the boy's naked torso and his muscles rippled with each movement. He wasn't built like Lee, lean as a reed, but he was tall and toned. When Gai realized that he was bit too much attention to the physique of the young man, he shook himself out of his daze.
A moment of weakness. He had had several moments like this when he was younger and he had forgiven it because of his youth but now? His loss of restraint was dishonorable. Kankuro was more than 10 years his junior and a bit of a punk while Gai was a man who prided himself in his self-control and strict adherence to what it meant to be a shinobi of the leaf Village. Such things were not to be taken lightly.
With the Suna shinobi there, Gai ought to considered this as great opportunity to better his techniques instead. It wasn't every day that he got a chance to spar with a shinobi from another village, let alone a noteworthy puppeteer.
Stepping out of the shadows of the surrounding tress, Gai called to the younger man, “Good afternoon, Kankuro!”
At the sound of his name, the young Sand nin stopped and the puppet ceased to move. Sneering and out of breath, Kankuro looked over his shoulder to watch Gai's approach.
“Hey yourself,” Kankuro muttered roughly. He disengaged one hand so he could wipe his brow where his bangs were plastered there. The tip of his tongue ran along his painted upper lip slowly as he breathed. His naked chest heaved, skin slick with sweat.
There was a dangerous look in Kankuro dark eyes that unsettled Gai. He had to remind himself that Sand didn't have the most friendliest of shinobi. Suna hadn't faired as well as Konoha did the last couple of years but he believed that most were good at heart.
Gai flashed a brilliant smile. “Glorious weather, isn't it? Perfect for....”
“Wanna fight, oyaji?”
Though Gai didn't much care for the name, he remembered that it was all part of youth. Hadn't he called Kakashi names in jest once or twice when they were younger. He grinned widely, chuckling. “Think you're fast enough to best Konoha's beautiful green beast?”
“Tch. Yeah.” He smirked and jerked his wrists, bringing his weapon flying back towards him. Gai just barely managed to jump back from the knives the puppet suddenly held in its wooden hands and elude injury.
There was no more conversation as both shinobi spared for what seemed like hours. Their attacks were so different it was hard to tell who had the upper hand throughout most of it and eventually Gai lost track of time. Kankuro was faster than usual, attacking to hurt instead of to train but Gai enjoyed the battle thoroughly. It wasn't often that he fought so hard and there was another month to go until he challenged his rival. That was a long time to wait. This was like a breath of fresh air. But as the fight continued, he could feel his body tiring and his chakra draining. Kankuro had now started with his long-ranged attacks, opting to control his puppet at a distance rather than close-up as he had been before. It was maddening but Gai loved the chase.
Then both boy and weapon disappeared all together. Gai searched the area, breathing heavy as the sound of his heart pounding in in his ears, but in vain. He had no idea where they had gone even with his keen tracking ability. Then there was a movement in the trees to the east and Gai was off in a flash.
It was cooler in the dark shade of the forest. The unexpected chill in the air made him shiver as waves of coldness curled around him. Before he had stripped down to the waist or else suffer from heat exhaustion. Now his overworked body indulged in the coolness but it was not the time to take a break. He tracked the movement until it felt like he was in the heart of the forest. There the trees grew so densely that their massive branches blocked out most of the sunlight.
“I didn't think you were the kind to hide, Kankuro,” Gai shouted, egging the boy on a little but in good jest. If he had learn one thing about the Sand shinobi is was that they were a very proud people and didn't take any insult lightly. Gai waited and listened hard but not even a little teasing could lure the puppeteer out from the shadows.
Gai was quickly running low on options. His eyes scanned the impenetrable, green foliage overhead. There was nothing was out of the ordinary. He couldn't see or hear anything that could offer a hint at Kankuro's location. It was like the boy had disappeared all together. Perhaps he had underestimated the puppeteer a little.
Then suddenly something like invisible clamps seized him from behind and pulled him backwards until he slammed into a tree. The rough bark crushed beneath him on impact and it dug into his back as the tree groaned and shuddered. When the stars faded, Gai found that he bound to the thick trunk and he knew instantly that it was chakra but he still had yet to see his opponent. Could Kankuro throw his chakra so far and yet still remain invisible? Gai was simply amazed. A little winded but amazed nonetheless.
It was useless to struggle anymore. The binds would only tightened if he moved and his hands were at his sides so there was no way he could make any hand signs or reach for his pouch of weapons.
He had been beaten.
“What an excellent match, Kankuro,” Gai exclaimed. If he could have clapped or did his nice guy pose he would have. It was definitely one of the best spars that he had in a long while.
“It's not over.”
Kankuro appeared at his side, a dominating presence half hidden in the shade. Gai stared, his mouth suddenly dry. Kankuro's face was grim, the dark paint and the shadows blanketing him but not the threat he presented. As a shinobi, Gai know that he was completely outmaneuvered. He was at the mercy of the boy. As a man, he recognized something had changed in the battle.
“Kankuro,” Gai started slowly, trying to gain control of the situation, “it's over. I lost.”
“I don't care.” With one hand, Kankuro controlled the chakra holding Gai in place; with the other, he wrapped the the other around Gai's neck. His skin was hard and uneven after years of training but the touch was unexpectedly light, catching Gai off-guard.
The breath he held burned his lungs as the hand sank to his chest, blunt nails scraping his flesh lightly, and then down towards his abdomen. Fingertips traces his muscles and brushed his skin, sending chills throughout his body straight to his groin.
Gai bit his lower lip, refusing to give up his composure in the face of Kankuro's audacity. During his days at the academy he had been rigorously trained to handle situations such as this but despite all his best efforts he felt the lust he had condemned as unacceptable ever since his youth surge hotly through his body. It was thrilling! It was unfamiliar but his body knew exactly how to react. But no! He was determined not to give in. He was a respected teacher and shinobi. He had the knowledge to dissuade almost any headstrong student no matter what they sought. He just had to figure out if he wanted to or not.
The hand slipped inside his uniform, causing all thoughts to run blank in Gai's mind. He gasped, eyes closing automatically, when Kankuro wrapped his hand around him.
“S-stop it.”
“Make me, oyaji,” Kankuro countered in a low whisper. He stepped closer, a wicked smirk on his lips. Skin pressed against skin as he ran his lips along Gai's neck, licking and biting the straining muscles. Gai ground his teeth and felt his control weaken as Kankuro slowly started to pump him. Despite all Gai's efforts, he was hard in a matter of seconds.
The tongue flicked over Gai's bottom lip before slipping further inside his mouth when Gai gasped from the pleasure building up in his system. Their tongues touched briefly-not fulling kissing but close. A moan slipped past his lips and he saw Kankuro's smirk before the boy leaned closer and kissed him. It wasn't a gentle or modest kiss that Gai would have preferred. It was the kind that starred in those filthy books Kakashi read - all heat and tongue that left Gai completely overwhelmed. Kankuro's tongue and fingers were too damned talented for a boy his age but for a second Gai didn't care just as long as Kankuro kept doing what he was doing.
Finally reality slapped Gai full-force, coercing him out of the dangerous haze of lust.
He broke the kiss and forced his face away before he could give the boy the remaining shards of his resolve. He felt sick and disgusted.
“Stop it,” he panted, his voice harsher and stronger this time. “You're just a child.”
Kankuro totally froze. Gai anxiously watched the anger and contempt flash in his dark green eyes as his insult hung in the air. Snarling, Kankuro withdrew his hand as if he was burnt. Gai half expected for Kankuro to retaliate from the insult but the chakra bonds slowly faded as the puppeteer stepped back. He was gone before Gai could say anything.
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“100 more laps to go, my dear students! Keep it up! We're almost done!”
“Yes, Gai-sensei! If I don't finish in 5 minutes then I'll do 100 more!”
“This is completely insane!”
“It's completely impossible to train anymore in this heat, Gai-sensei.”
Gai paused, mid-run, and glanced over his shoulder. Neji and Tenten had collapsed in exhaustion in the shade provided by a large boulder. Tenten's cheeks were bright red and Neji was leaving his quiet dignity behind and gulping down the rest of his water as the desert's hot sun beat down on them ruthlessly. Out of his three students only Lee had the stamina to go on but Gai could tell that the overwhelming heat was starting to affect him as well.
Faintly, Gai wondered if he'd been too hard on them, if he had pushed them pasted their limits. He knew that the three younger shinobi were growing stronger and stronger each day but he was aware that they needed a change of environment to ensure their full development. He chose the desert of Suna. They were severely lacking in the ability to deal with harsh climates. They needed to learn to adapt. One day Suna would call on Konoha shinobi for aid again, but if Konoha shinobi never learned to manage in the sand and the extreme heat, it would be a useless endeavor.
“Gai-sensei!” Lee exclaimed, pointing to the squiggly horizon. “Someone is coming.”
Gai squinted but the wind and the sand made it difficult for him to see who it was. Seconds later the Sand nin came into focus, wrapped in in a heavy cape and veil.
“The kazekage's order an immediate stop to your training,” the young woman told them, behind long bangs her deep brown eyes were full of concern. “It's too dangerous and he says that Suna will not be held responsible for your deaths if you continue you're...um...stupidity,” she finished weakly, obviously uncomfortable relaying her Kazekage's message verbatim. She was surprisingly timid for a Sand shinobi.
Gai stared at the sand nin, bewildered. He was ordered to stop? Impossible! For a second he wanted to disagree but that would mean disagreeing with the kazekage himself and Gai really didn't wish to do that. Maybe it was time to call it quits. He had to admit that after a day of vigorous training in the desert even he was in need for a relaxing evening. For once in his life, Gai agreed and left that one challenge unchallenged even if that meant disappointing his students.
“Thank god!” Tenten muttered, jumping to her feet. She and Neji both looked relieved beyond belief but Lee was staring down at the sand, disheartened.
“You heard her, Lee.” Gai said as they made their way back to the village. He had no choice but to comply with the Kazekage's demand. “An order is an order after all.”
“I understand, Gai-sensei.”
“We had great training today, Lee, and there is always tomorrow.” He settled a hand on Lee's shoulder, hoping to see Lee brighten up a little.
When they finally returned to the inn, Gai looked at the glum faces of his team and asked them all to dinner in the hopes of raising their spirits. After all he believed that the well-being of his students was a key factor to the moral of the group.
Disappointment quickly vanished from Lee face as he beamed at his teacher. “Yosh!”
“Tenten? Neji? What about you?”
“No thanks,” Neji murmured, struggling to remain polite.
“I'll pass too,” Tenten said, falling onto her bed, still fully clothes with an exaggerated sigh of relief. “I'm so tired!”
Gai grinned. “You have all improved, my dear students. I am very proud of you. Tomorrow will be another great day so get plenty of sleep. Lee, meet me outside in 15 minutes.”
“Hai, Gai-sensei!”
The sun was was just passed the horizon, filling the sky with every color imaginable from bright yellow to dark purple, by the time Gai and Lee set out, freshly showered and dressed casually the first time in days. The night winds slowly started to blow in from the north, chasing away the heat of the day, and long blue shadows slowly crept into the village.
Night was drastically different in Suna from day Gai soon realized. It was cooler and more people, who had forgone their daily attire of dull colored robes, were out in the streets mingling and having a good time. Restaurants and bars were busy and full with families and couples. Torches were lit along the sides of the large sand buildings and cast a golden glow. Small colored lights were strung from building to building throughout the village as the sky above turned into a dark blue, dotted with glittering white stars. It was like a different village all together. It was very pleasant and very welcoming.
“Suna's very beautiful, Gai-sensei,” Lee commented, grinning. His nose and cheeks were a bright pink from the sun. His dark appreciative eyes were round with excitement as he gaped hungrily at the new environment.
Gai smiled at the younger man. Sometimes Lee acted much younger than his 17 years and it was quite adorable. “Yes, it is.”
“It's too bad Tenten and Neji have to miss this.”
“I'm sure they will come out tomorrow night.”
After an interesting walk around the village, observing all the foreign sites in an awed stupor despite their rumbling stomaches, they finally decided to stop and eat. The restaurant they picked was at Lee's insistence because the spicy scent of curry was wafting out from the windows in invisible waves. People, smoke, and the smell of some thing delicious crowded within the warm interior. It was an ordeal just to get a table but when they did, they ordered their meals and enjoyed the company of their allies.
Later in the evening Lee looked up, attention caught on something behind Gai, and a shy quick smile turned up the corners of his lips. “Excuse me, Gai-sensei, but I promised Gaara-kun that I'd meet with him.”
“Gaara?” Gai glanced over his shoulder instinctively and could barely make out the figure of Suna's kazekage hovering just outside the entrance. Gai had only seen the young man when he had briefly spoken with him in his office earlier that day.
Older now, the young kazekage's face still remained a blank intimidating slate but when his villagers spoke to him, he acknowledged them with a nod and his face lost most of its traditional coldness.
“I'll pay for my meal before I go...”
“Of course you won't! Don't worry about it, Lee,” Gai replied, smiling, and pushing Lee's money away. “I got it. Just don't be too late. Training starts at 6 tomorrow morning.”
Lee gave him a brilliant smile that never failed to fill Gai with tremendous pride. “Thanks, Gai-sensei,” he said, jumping to his feet and hurrying to the entrance of the restaurant.
Gai stayed behind and finished his meal in comfortable silence even though his appetite was suddenly gone now that Lee was no longer with him. He paid for the meal and left. It was late. He ought to just go back to the inn but it was such a beautiful, peaceful evening. He wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.
Since he was no longer in Lee's company, he decided to give into temptation and end the long hard day with a relaxing beer. He wandered around for a little bit before tracking down a little bar tucked away from the main streets. After walking down a short flight of stairs in a dark stairwell, he paused in the doorway, checking out the underground tavern. It was just as crowed as the restaurant but darker and cooler. The lights were dim and music could be heard over the calm chatter. It seemed safe.
Just one drink, he promised as he stepped inside the bar, and then I'll go back to my room and settle in for the night. He needed to get up early after all.
He had once heard that Suna was home to some of the best alcohol and ordered whatever caught his interest once he found a sit at the bar. Unfortunately as much as he was looking forward to his drink, he all but choked at his first swallow. It felt like he was drinking liquid fire. He felt his face start to burn as tears stung his eyes.
The sand shinobi around him tried to mask their amusement though it was obvious they found Gai's reaction highly amusing. When the pain and the coughing subsided, Gai had to admit that the drink was actually very good enough though he didn't see himself as an expert when it came to this sort of thing. At Konoha he had a cup of sake now and then before retiring. But this...this was definitely not sake.
The bartender suddenly sat a different drink in front of him. Gai looked up, confused. “I'm sorry but I didn't order...”
“It's from him,” the guy replied, pointing over his shoulder to the shadowy row of booths besides the bar.
“Oh.” Gai let his eyes wander and eventually he noticed the young man in a corner booth who the bartender pointed out. He was drinking and talking quietly to a group of friends. They were having a good time celebrating something. Gai frowned, finding it harder to focus than usual. Maybe his drink had been stronger than he thought. Still he didn't know many people in Suna and he was pretty sure he'd never seen that man before in his life. Why would he buy him a drink?
It took a long second for Gai to realize that he was staring at Kankuro and then panic kicked him hard in the guts.
Gai hadn't seen much of the puppeteer since that particular encounter that had left him bewildered with unwanted emotions burning him from the inside out. Gai wished he could say that it hadn't affected him at all but it did. In the worst of ways. When Kankuro had left him, Gai resumed what the boy had started like some horny teenager. He'd been deeply ashamed that he couldn't stop himself. He'd hoped that it would end there but for the next week he could not shake Kankuro from him mind.
And now that very same boy was just across the room and had bought him a drink.
Gai's mind was in a daze. He wasn't really sure what he should do. On one hand he desperately wanted to get the hell out of there. It only felt like yesterday that Kankuro came onto him. On the other hand that felt too cowardly for a man like Gai to stomach.
He gulped thickly but his mouth felt dry and pulled his eyes away from Kankuro. He balled his fists, valiantly trying not remember the last time they had meet but that was nearly impossible. Against his will, his eyes moved back as if pulled by an invisible force. Staring at Kankuro across the room didn't help matters either but Gai couldn't look away. Kankuro's face was more expressive than Gai could have ever imagined and his lips were distractingly full without the cover of paint. His easy smile made him even more good-looking.
It wasn't long before Kankuro looked up and caught Gai's eyes. It was enough to shake Gai out of his daze. His face felt as hot as fire as he cursed his own stupidity. Kankuro was a shinobi, a good one at that, so of course he would notice someone staring at him so openly.
A wicked smirk soon twisted Kankuro's lips as he favored Gai with a smile and a lift of his drink before turning his attention back to his friends.
Gai snapped his head around, hands reaching blindly for his drink. He took a big gulp just to calm his racing heart. He couldn't leave now even if he wanted too so he had to act normal but the appearance of Kankuro had left him unbelievably disturbed.
The new drink was much easier to handle (it was finished within seconds) but he suddenly wished for something with a little more bite so he could stop thinking all together.
As the minutes ticked away while he downed another drink, Gai's eyes would always stare a little to the left to watch Kankuro in the background, taking in the boy's smile, the graceful way his hands moved when he talked, the way he ran his tongue over his lips unconsciously as he listened. It was a nightmare. Gai was too old to be acting like this but his body disagreed with him. If he had thought that the years spent apart could have weakened his desire for the puppeteer, Gai realized that he was dead wrong.
He finished his drink quickly in hopes of sedating his hormones and his body. It didn't take long before Gai's head was buzzing. After finishing his latest drink, like always, his eyes returned to Kankuro but the booth was now empty. Gai frowned. The bar was emptier now but a good amount of people still remained. He should have seen them leave.
Before Gai could finish digesting the new information, he felt a warm presence beside him and a familiar voice ask, “Mind if I sit?”
Gai turned his head and didn't expect to see Kankuro standing there. If Gai thought Kankuro was handsome half a room away, up-close Kankuro was drop dead gorgeous. He was wearing all black. The tight shirt had no sleeves and its tightness revealed that the puppeteer was as fit as ever.
Gai swallowed hard and wondered faintly if he was drooling or if he was able to talk but luckily Kankuro didn't wait for permission and dropped into the sit next to Gai without comment.
“Thanks for the drink...um...from before,” Gai said slowly, feeling immensely uncertain as he tried to get his tongue to work properly.
“No problem,” the younger man replied dismissively, sitting his glass on the top of the bar. If he was feeling as awkward as Gai did, he hid it well. He looked up, looking Gai square in the eyes and grinned. “So when did you get here?”
Gai half-expected Kankuro to be the same hostile boy from before but this unexpected show of friendliness and maturity threw Gai off guard and he muttered, “Just this morning.”
“A mission?”
Gai shook his head. “No. I wanted to do some training in the desert.”
“No one wants to train in the desert,” Kankuro replied, laughing softly into his drink. “Not even Gaara. We have too.”
“I thought it would be a good idea to get use to the desert climate.”
“I guess so. So, how's Suna treating you?”
“Your village is magnificent.”
Gai hadn't meant that to be funny but Kankuro found it very amusing anyway as laughter twinkled in his dark green eyes. “It's all because of Gaara. He works hard trying to turn this place around. Elders don't like it but the citizens and the shinobi do.”
Gai relaxed a little. Family is always a fail-safe topic of conversation. “And your sister Temari?”
“At court,” Kankuro replied, grinning, “Probably kicking the shit out of our damiyo.” Gai didn't know why Kankuro was smiling but he had long ago realized that the sand Shinobi had a morbid sense of humor that often involved violence.
Kankuro pointed to the half-empty glass sitting before Gai. “You're almost done. Do you want a blow job?”
Gai's eyes bulged a little. “E-excuse me?”
Kankuro snorted, a wicked gleam in his eyes, and squeezed Gai's shoulder. “Settle down, oyaji, it's just drink. It's good. You ought to try it.”
“Um...no. I'm good.” Gai felt his face start to burn and was very glad that the lights were so dim in the bar. Kids and their drinks. He never felt so old before. “But thank you.”
Kankuro grinned in a lopsided kind of way, his eyes lingers on Gai a moment longer than necessary before finally pulling his hand away and gesturing to the bartender.
“Right away, Kankuro-dono.”
Gai choked a little on his drink. “Dono?”
“Yeah.” Kankuro ducked his head, scratching his brow, suddenly sheepish. “After Gaara became Kazekage, everyone started calling me that. Kinda stuck after a while I guess.”
“Hm.” Gai stared at his drink, still unsure but no longer uncomfortable by the presence of his unexpected guest.
Silence stretched between them. Gai heard the song end in the background, slowly followed by another one. The reverberating beat made Kankuro tap his fingertips against the wooden bar, enticing Gai's attention. The short nails were painted black and tattoos stained the scarred skin of the hands that had once been all over Gai. Gai quickly looked away, taking another large gulp of his drink as his to force all his thoughts away.
“Careful or you might end up drunk,” Kankuro warned softly.
Gai's head was getting a little fuzzy but he couldn't be drunk. “Nonsense. A good shinobi always knows his limits.”
The bartender placed Kankuro's his new drink before him. Kankuro grinned and in one fluid motion, bent down, picked up the small cup with his lips, tossed his head back and downed the liquid all in one go. Horribly vulgar but also incredibly hot. Gai couldn't look away this time.
When Kankuro put the shot glass back down, his tongue ran over his lips, licking away the white residue of cream left from his drink from the corners of his mouth. Kankuro seemed oblivious of that reflex but Gai saw and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His pants were suddenly a bit too tight and he was a bit too hot. It was far too hot inside. In a frenzy, Gai ripped off his outer layer, leaving only his undershirt on, hoping to cool his body. The touch of a warm hand on his bare stomach startled Gai and made him jump. Gai gapped at him but the boy grinned devilishly and grabbed hold of Gai's shirt a moment later, pulling it down.
“Your shirt's ridding up,” he explained.
Heat inflamed Gai's face. “Oh. Thanks.”
“Not that I mind.” Kankuro moved closer, moving his lips dangerously close to Gai's ear. Gai sat incredibly still as the breath froze in his lungs. A hand buried itself in Gai's collar, tugging a little. “This place is closing soon,” Kankuro breathed, his voice low voice sending shivers down Gai's back.“Come back to my place if you're interested in fucking an adult. What do you say, oyaji?”
“Um...” Maybe it was all the alcohol but Gai's mind went blank so he could only manage a feeble nod.
Kankuro smirked and jerked back to put some money on the table. Then he grabbed Gai's hand and pulled him out of the bar.
The walk to Kankuro's apartment passed in a blur. It was like Gai was in a stupor until Kankuro shoved him roughly against the wall once they were inside and kissed him fiercely.
Kankuro's body felt hot and solid against him. A dark shiver ran straight down to Gai's groin when he realized that the boy was just as hard as he was. Past the point of no return, Gai stood there helplessly, gripping Kankuro's hips and kissing the boy back passionately on those sinfully full lips that had been taunting him all night long. He tasted like alcohol and peppermint.
Old familiar memories rose up in Gai's brain, pushing him even more of the edge. Lust and madness churned around Gai's stomach. He couldn't stop himself from tightening his hold, feeling more of the soft flesh of Kankuro's backside and drawing him as close as possible. Then he shifted, reversing their positions until he had Kankuro trapped, hands pinned against the wall. Despite Kankuro's previous displays of dominance, he allowed this, not that Gai would stop if he protested. Gai dipped his head again and caught Kankuro full lips once more with his.
A low groan rumbled in the back of Kankuro's throat. He opened his mouth so the kiss could deepen again, this time with Gai in control.
His hold slacked. Lust was pounding through his system, fueled by liquor, urging Gai's hands down Kankuro's hard body to his ass. He could feel Kankuro's erection pressed solidly against his own. His hips rolled on their own accord, drawing moans of pleasure from both men. The friction felt sinfully good, so good that Gai found himself dry humping Kankuro against the wall.
“Fuck, yes,” Kankuro panted in Gai's ear, not the only eager one.
Gai groaned. With one hand he reached between their bodies, unzipped Kankuro's pants, and caught him in his hand. He buried his face against Kankuro's neck, biting the flesh there, inhaling his scent. The cock he cradled in his grasp was hot and throbbing, already wet. The sound Kankuro made when Gai thumbed the head sent chills straight to his groin. He was so hard that it hurt but he couldn't do anything about that now. Kankuro's body jerked when Gai pumped him and he didn't stop jerking him off until the boy came, writhing and moaning, caught between Gai and the wall.
Gai couldn't think if was possible for Kankuro to look any more tempting as he rested against the wall, struggling for breath. His swollen lips were parted; his bangs hung in his dark eyes. Slowly, with movements like a feline, Kankuro leaned up and pressed his mouth against Gai's.
Hands were at his waist, gripping the hem of his shirt and tugged it up and off, before running over Gai's chest and then dipping low to rid him of his pants. They were naked in a matter of minutes, panting and shaking. Kankuro's bedroom was just beyond the hallway. In the dark, they tumbled onto the bed.
Hands where everywhere, touching, caressing, gripping, exploring at all once in a frenzy. The moans and gasps of pleasure filling the small room were maddening. The way Kankuro's naked body felt against his, the taste of his heated skin was overwhelming. The mouth on his cock made Gai moan and fist the messy sheets as talented, relentless fingers pushed inside of him.
“K-Kankuro...”
The boy pulled back slowly, Gai's cock slipping out from his wet lips. “Relax, oyaji,” he murmured. “I'll made it feel good.” Kankuro pushed his fingers in deeper, finally hitting that spot that made Gai dizzy with pleasure. Before he could feel anymore, Kankuro withdrew.
“Get on your knees,” he panted out his command. Rough hands tangled themselves in Gai's hair after he shifted, teeth bit his ear, and something bigger than fingers pressed against his ass.
“...fuck,” Gai moaned. It was all too much, too overwhelming, too good.
“That's the idea.” Kankuro moved slowly until he was buried inside of Gai. “God damn.” His breath was shaky. “I wanted to do this when we fought that one day. Suck you, fuck you, something. You were so fucking hot.”
He started to move, to pull out only to push back in, deeper, harder. Gai bit his tongue. Then Kankuro hit that spot again and everything went blurry for one long moment. Gai's hips rocked back and forth, craving that electric blast of pleasure.
“You're getting the hang of it,” Kankuro purred into Gai's ear, voice low and raspy. The sound of it was arousing and Gai felt himself tighten up. Then a heavy palm landed on his back side with a loud slap. Any other time, Gai would have been deeply mortified but who know a little harmless spanking during sex could be so arousing?
He was moaning now as the pleasure quickly build up inside of him until it felt like he was on the very edge of something very good. Then Kankuro picked up his pace, fucking Gai hard and fast, pushing him farther over the edge. All Gai could do was reach a hand between his legs and stroke his cock, impatient for release. In his ear, Kankuro breathed dark words that would have either wise offended Gai but now made only made him close his eyes and cum.
It was early in the morning when Gai slowly awoke. The nagging headache and pains of his body cut through his hangover but it was the warm naked body sleeping soundly next to him that woke him up like a splash of cold water to the face.
He groaned, rubbing his hands over his dry eyes. He sat up as gingerly as he could, trying not to wake up his bedmate. He knew that the best thing would be to leave - he had training to do with his students after all - but he couldn't seem to get his body get up. All he wanted to do was lay back down and go to sleep.
“Why the fuck are you up?” Kankuro's sleep rough voice broke through Gai's thoughts.
“I don't know,” he replied honestly.
He heard Kankuro shift beside him. “Having second thoughts?”
Gai turned his head. The pale morning light was slowly filling the room, falling on Kankuro, haggard but still sexy, the bed sheet hardly covering his hard body. As unbelievable as it was, Gai felt a rush of desire run throughout his body as tired as he was.
“No.” He laid down, trying to find a comfortable position to ease the aches of his body. He ended up next to Kankuro who smells of alcohol and sex. Gai spied a couple of small bruises on Kankuro's skin.
Kankuro flashing him a warm grin. “Good.”