I think they’re both so eager to actually try it. Naruto makes sure to get a whole week off just for Gaara to make sure that if they like it, they can reeeeeally enjoy it.
Gaara gets a completely naked Naruto nicely draped, grabbing the softest and sheerest silks available to get a custom made robe for Naruto to wear. It is adorned with orange details along the hem and sleeves, the only opaque colour against the see through fabric, and has ‘Kazekage’ emblazoned on the back. It was like he was branding Naruto, in a much softer, sweeter way. Naruto even bathed as Gaara instructed, washing his body and hair with specific washes and moisturising his skin with a scented oils. It was clearly so much more expensive and special than anything Naruto had ever used before.
He stepped out smooth and clean and utterly naked into Gaara’s room and perks up at the sight of the robe hanging from a stand.
“You had that made so fast!” He walked closer as Gaara took in the sight of him; tanned skin glistening from the oil, hair damp and softer looking than his usual wildly air dried mess, muscles normally hidden under thick clothes and armour now exposed. Gaara’s eyes obviously trailed up and down Naruto’s body, taking in the sight he only dreamed of. Naruto reached out to touch the robe but stop, looking to Gaara for permission.
“It’s yours, take it,” Gaara reassured, stepping closer. Naruto carefully slipped the fabric off the stand and throws it over his shoulders, sliding his arms through the wide arm holes. It draped off his frame like water, the orange details floating around his feet and wrists like magic. The sheer fabric seemed to disappear against his warm tawny skin, exactly what Gaara wanted.
“You look perfect,” Gaara sighed, hand gently touching Naruto’s lower back. The blonde smiled at him, too sweet and genuine for the situation.
Gaara let out a breath, leaning forward to kiss Naruto. It was like a reward for playing into his fantasy, “Thank you, you didn’t have to do all this.”
“What do you mean? I get to dress up in fancy clothes, get pampered and have sex—this is perfect.”
Gaara chuckled, hand moving down to grab Naruto’s ass. The fabric felt nonexistent, Naruto’s warm skin burning in Gaara’s palm. He never thought he would actually have a day where he could be so bold with Naruto.
“I should get you some matching jewellery,” Gaara said mostly to himself, absentmindedly squeezing the soft plump muscle in his hand.
Naruto wrapped his arms around Gaara’s waist, “You’ve spent enough money on me with this…outfit,” Naruto chuckled. ‘Outfit’ didn’t even begin to describe what he was currently wearing. ‘Scraps of fabric’ was more like it.
“I’d spend everything on you,” Gaara sighed, rolling his hips against Naruto while he watched the man’s face go pink. “Necklaces, bracelets, anklets, rings, crowns…whatever I want.”
Naruto swallowed hard, cock throbbing against the sheer fabric. He had never seen Gaara so intense like this. The dark look in his eyes, the soft but serious expression on his face—he was slipping into some kind of mode and it was all thanks to this outfit.
“It’s a shame I don’t have my ears pierced, heh,” Naruto sheepishly chuckled.
“…I could pierce you,” Gaara added, and Naruto could see the shift in his eyes in real time. “Add some jewellery for you to take home, to wear only for me in places only I would see.”
Naruto’s heart skipped a beat as he sucked his lip into his mouth to chew on.
Gaara pulled back, hands releasing Naruto’s ass to instead move to his chest. His fingers dragged over Naruto’s nipples, making them perk up under the fabric, making it bunch and pull in two obvious peaks. “Right here…”
Naruto couldn’t hide how hard he had gotten just from Gaara’s words, cock tenting the fabric in an obvious way made only worse by the fact that it hid nothing.
“Something gold…maybe two rings so I can tug on them and tie things to your chest,” Gaara continued, lightly pinching Naruto’s nipples between his thumb and forefingers. Naruto couldn’t help the squeak he let out, hand coming up to cover his mouth. Gaara quickly let go of one nipple to yank his hand away from his face, giving him a stern look. “I want to hear you, Naruto. Every little noise, every moan, every whine, it all belongs to me.”
Naruto let out a shaky breath, unable to look away from Gaara’s face. He nodded quickly, licking his dry lips. “Y-yes, my lord.”
“Good boy,” Gaara smiled, face softening again as he cupped Naruto’s cheek, stroking the burning skin.
Naruto’s first job was to sit on Gaara’s desk and hold an important file open. He holds it at stomach level, exposing his still hard cock to him, legs spread forcibly by Gaara’s hands. The man was reading while trailing his fingers along Naruto’s inner thighs, teasing him so lightly that Naruto couldn’t help the ticklish twitches it was causing. It also made his cock jump, which he was sure Gaara was focusing on. He made a good impression that he was actually doing his job, but Naruto saw the way his eyes inevitably trailed lower, hands getting a little more adventurous.
Naruto gasped as he felt Gaara’s hand leave his thigh and wrap around his cock, stroking slow, so so slow. It was like he wanted Naruto to forget about the touch entirely. Naruto wanted to whine and beg for more, to buck his hips into the touch but he was told to be a book holder, so there he sat, patiently waiting for his reward.
He flipped a page upon Gaara’s command, distracted for half a second, and almost threw the file as Gaara leaned down to slurp the tip of his cock into his mouth. He moaned louder than he probably should have, head tipping back as his toes curled from the pleasure. He was aching for so long that this one simple touch felt better than anything he had ever had before. Gaara swirled his tongue around the sensitive glans, eyes opening just enough for him to look up at Naruto to take in his reaction. His hands trailed up to his chest, reaching over the file, making it very clear he was no longer interested in it.
“G-Gaara,” Naruto sighed, stomach tensing under the file, muscles itching to buck and roll his hips into that hot warm mouth. His fingers dug into the thick card holding the papers, threatening to tear it. “Thahhh-thank you, thank you, my lord.”
Gaara hummed, pulling off with a pop. Saliva stretched in thin strands from his wet lips to the soaked head of Naruto’s cock. He stuck out his tongue and flicked it over the slit, taking in Naruto’s desperate twitch and flail with a grin. He pulled back, hands moving back to Naruto’s thighs and causing the blonde to lift his head in confusion, staring down at his master with bewilderment.
“I haven’t finished reading,” Gaara simply replied, evil little smirk obvious even as he licks the mess away from his lips. Naruto wants to protest, his cock wants him to mount Gaara’s face and fuck his throat, but he slows his breathing down and fixes his hold on the file, cock still achingly hard and obvious and still wet. He can feel a thick drip of saliva trail down his shaft.
Naruto wasn’t as good as holding the files as Gaara wanted, hands gripping the papers tightly while his whole body trembled. So instead Gaara guided Naruto to his knees under his desk. He freed his very neglected cock out and Naruto felt dizzy at the sight. He felt absolutely entranced by it, a wave of need and desperation taking over him. He slipped it into his mouth and pushed as far as he could. The groan that he pulled from Gaara was enough to make Naruto’s stomach flip.
“Good boy, Naruto,” Gaara sighed, smiling down at the man as he slipped his hand into his hair, petting softly. “You just sit there and warm my cock while I finish this, ok?”
Naruto nodded as best as he could, a soft moan muffled by the length filling his mouth. He knelt there patiently, absentmindedly suckling on Gaara’s length. He felt unfocused, like a haze had taken over his brain and senses. Gaara had taken over his senses. Drool filled his mouth and as much as he swallowed, some dribbled from the corners of his lips, landing on his thighs. He spread his robe some more to make sure he didn’t dirty it. Each swallow pulled a noise from Gaara which made Naruto focus some more. He wanted to make him feel good. He leaned forward a little bit, just barely pushing the head into his throat, but it was enough to make Gaara groan aloud.
He leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs more as he took in the sight of Naruto. “I said to warm my cock but you clearly want more, don’t you?” Gaara asked, voice soft and reassuring, like he was telling Naruto it was ok that he broke the rules of his task because it was making Gaara feel good. Naruto made a gurgle noise, throat squeezing around Gaara’s tip and forcing out another groan. He gripped a fistful of Naruto’s hair and forced him down the rest of the way, pushing until the man’s nose was in his bush. Naruto felt his mind go blank. He easily and happily accepted the intrusion into his throat, relaxing it as best as he could so Gaara could buck his hips and fuck his face. He braced his hands against his knees, looking up at him through glassy and glazed eyes.
When Gaara suddenly pulled out, Naruto gasped and spluttered, trying desperately to fix himself so he could force out, “N-no, please!”
“Please what?” Gaara asked, tilting his head. He had Naruto pinned, the tight grip on his hair keeping him just inches away from the cock in front of him. Gaara was clearly close, dick throbbing in the air in front of Naruto’s nose, teasing him.
“I-I want you to cum in my mouth, please,” Naruto pleaded, voice hoarse but rapid, words so fast they slurred together.
“You really want me to cum for you that badly?” Gaara teased, grin somewhat evil as he waited for Naruto’s messed up brain to put together his argument.
“I need it—need you, my lord, please! I wanna make you feel good, you can make a mess of me, ‘s ok. I’ll wear your cum on my face so everyone knows who I belong to, or I’ll swallow it all the second you ask. Whatever you want, my lord, please…please, I need it.”
Gaara chewed his lip as he let Naruto stutter and slur his way through his thoughts, staring up at him with pure desperation in his eyes. It made his cock leak onto Naruto’s exposed thighs.
“…Ok my love, you’ve made your point.” He let go of Naruto’s hair, letting the man dive back onto his dick, suckling it to the base. All on his own, Naruto sucked Gaara feverishly, head bobbing quickly, throat gurgling as he squeezed and massaged Gaara’s length. It’s like he’s trying to milk the man as fast as he can.
He’s pretty good at it, and Gaara came fast, hips bucking against Naruto’s face as he came down his throat, hands gripping the arms of his chair. He had to pull Naruto off him, the man unwilling to release Gaara’s cock until the head leaves his lips, a fist tightly gripping the hair by his scalp the only thing holding him back from leaning in again. Naruto panted, looking up at Gaara with teary eyes. Gaara’s free hand came to stroke Naruto’s cheek, thumb wiping away the mess accumulated at the corner of his lips.
“You did so well, my dear,” Gaara purred, smiling at Naruto as the blonde processed his words, dopey smile spreading across his lips.
“Oh yes, very much so. I think you deserve a reward for that.”
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