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Gaara pushes his lips together as he fidgets on the couch. Lee is mere minutes from arriving at Sunagakure and his nerves are at an all-time high. He used to get anxious like this all the time (at the mere mention of Lee) after chūnin exams, and the Sasuke rescue mission, but his stomach was the only thing that bothered him back then.
He was in denial of his feelings after having his ass handed to him by Lee, unsure if he wanted to befriend, kill, or fall in love with the taijustu user. Kill was an option the Kazekage dropped quicker than he expected it to. Befriending Lee was quick, and the two made sure to keep in contact after working together to beat Kimimaro.
Lee’s letters became more frequent after Gaara was rescued from the Akatsuki and resurrected by Granny Chiyo. The redhead had a hard time keeping up with all the letters.
“You look like you’re about to burst,” Temari teases as she walks into the living room, a sly smirk on her face. She bends over to rest her arms on the back of the couch, “You don’t have to be so nervous; Lee will be more than happy to see you.”
Gaara groans in a worried tone, “But… this will be our first time being together casually instead of formally or on a mission… and I like him… a lot.”
The fan wielder sighs as her smirks softens, “I know, but you still shouldn’t be worrying about it. You should try and enjoy this break from your duties and the company of your crush.”
That only made Gaara lean over a little as he groaned again, a little louder this time. The older sibling chuckles then sits up, “Kankurou and I won’t be here to interrupt the two of you, so you’ll have the house to yourselves. You crazy kids have fun,” she muses as she turns around to leave the living room, Gaara straightening himself as he hears a door close. He pushes his lips together as he presses his back against the cushions on the couch to slouch against them, wanting to sink into them then disappear.
“You look comfortable,” a familiar voice muses from above, Gaara blinking twice before tilting his head back to see who it was. His entire face turns redder than his hair when he sees that Lee’s face is grinning above his own, butterflies quickly swarming in his gut as he screams internally.
“Your sister let me in on her way out,” Lee explains as he walks around the couch to sit next to Gaara, who scrambled to get up and sit properly. The taijutsu user is wearing a casual, long sleeve tang suit with matching slacks, his usual ninja sandals on his feet. The color of his outfit is green (as expected), and headband is on his forehead instead of around his waist.
Gaara’s wearing a t-shirt (he borrowed from Kankurou) with his usual pair of pants, his feet covered by a pair of slippers. He honestly feels a little underdressed next to the taller.
“So,” Lee looks at Gaara, “what is the plan? It has been a while since you have done anything fun, correct?”
The shorter nods sheepishly, “Ye-yeah. Um… what do you want to do?”
Lee, “Whatever you want to do.”
The Kage fought the urge to huff, pout, and complain.
“Then,” the redhead relaxes a little, “how about we stay here and catch up? I’m sure a lot has happened since the last letter you wrote me.”
The taller nods then began informing Gaara of what he’s been up to since the two last saw each other. Gaara, in turn, told Lee about the few interesting duties he had… which weren’t that many. After catching up, they start to talk about any and everything. They reminisce on the few times they got to work together, Lee making sure not to mention the chūnin exams. He almost did, on accident, though.
The two blink twice as their current conversation is interrupted by Lee’s stomach. They both looked at each other then laughed softly, the older’s laughter more from embarrassment than amusement.
"Sorry," he chimes, "I guess I am a little hungry; I rushed over here without eating first."
"It's okay." Gaara stands up. "I’m a little hungry too; let's go make something to eat.”
“Make?” Lee asked curiously as he followed his redheaded friend out of the living room and into a decent-sized kitchen. Gaara starts to wash his hands at the sink, “I asked Temari to teach me a few recipes for yo-.” his face turns red again, “Fo-for when she or Kankurou aren’t home after I’ve finished Kazekage work for the day. I can’t always rely on them for food.”
“Understandable. Oh” Lee stands next to him, “if it is alright with you, then I would like to watch you cook!”
“I-I don’t mind,” Gaara almost says in a whisper, his blush calming down to his cheeks. Lee slowly blinks as he notices this, fighting the urge to comment on how easy it is to make the Kage get flustered. He honestly thinks it’s cute.
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Gaara sets down a plate in front of Lee, who seated himself at the coffee table in the living room while the redhead plated the meal he made.
“I already told you while you were cooking, but this smells delicious!”
“It’s just some beef curry,” Gaara says as he sits next to Lee, “nothing special.”
“This is special,” Lee states as he picks up a spoon, “you made this for me, and I did not even ask for it. I will be sure to pay back this kindness, Gaara.”
The shorter’s blush returns, “Yo… you don’t have to; I wanted to cook for you.” he thought he said mentally, unaware that he spoke his thoughts out loud. The redhead pushes his lips together as he pokes his food timidly, slowly blinking as he turns to look at the taller. Lee’s shocked gaze is on Gaara, the food on his spoon dripping back on the plate due to his movements stilling. His cheeks are as red as the Kage’s hair.
“Wha-what’s that look for?”
Lee lowers his hand a little, “You just said… that you wanted to cook for me. Does that mean you learned how to cook for my sake?”
Gaara blinks once then twice, red overtaking his features as he quickly turns to retreat and avoid confrontation. As he was trying to stand and run, he managed to slip.
“Gaara,” Lee calls out as he swiftly gets up to catch the other male, preventing him from hitting the ground.
“Are you alright?!”
“N… no,” Gaara shakes his head, “No, I’m not alright!”
His face is still red, redder than his hair, his hands gripping the sleeves of Lee’s top as tightly as he could.
“No matter how hard I try, I can’t keep my composure around you! I just wanted to spend some time with you, but my damn feelings keep getting in the way of everything!”
Lee slowly blinks, “Your feelings?” he asked as he gently laid Gaara against the floor. The redhead’s blush has calmed down to his cheeks again, his lips pushed together, and his gaze is hooded and averted.
“I… I like you,” he meets Lee’s eyes, “a lot. It may even be more than like at this point.”
“... Me too.” the taijutsu user smiles softly, “I like you a lot too.” he huffs as his smile gets a little crooked, “I cannot believe you beat me to the confession.”
Gaara’s blush spreads a bit, “Bu… but what about the chūnin exams?”
The larger male’s expression relaxes, “You made up for all that when you helped me defeat Kimimaro.” he presses his forehead against the crook of the smaller’s neck, “I thought I lost you during your rescue mission; I have no words to describe the emotions I felt when I saw your corpse. After you were brought back to life, I made sure to write to you as often as I could to make sure you were not taken from me again. I do not know what I would do if you were to die again, and I had no way of saving you.”
Gaara didn’t know how to respond. He’s never had anyone tell him something like this before, Temari and Kankurou just went on and on about how relieved they were about him being alive and how grateful they were to Granny Chiyo for making her sacrifice.
The Kazekage lowers his gaze as he slowly wraps his arms underneath the Jonin’s to hug him, gently gripping the back of his top as he gets hugged back.
“I’ll be more careful from now on then,” he says softly, the grip on Lee’s shirt tightening as he gets kissed. Gaara’s unsure of how he should kiss back, but Lee seems to know what he’s doing.
Lee’s hands move down Gaara’s waist to his ass, his hands gripping the shorter’s rear as he gently massages the cheeks. Gaara whimpered in response.
“Do you like having your ass toyed with?” Lee asked between kisses, Gaara clinging to the back of the taller’s shirt like his life depended on it. Lee smiles softly then moves back from Gaara to pick him up, “Shall we take this to the bedroom?”
The redhead hums in an affirming tone then directs the taller to his room, Lee using his foot to close the door behind him.
~
The sand shinobi’s chest is pressed against the taijutsu user’s face, Lee taking the opportunity to lick one of the hardened nipples. A moan of shock slips through the Kazekage’s lips, instantly covering his mouth as his blush reaches the tips of his ears. The larger has the smaller on top of him with his hands on Gaara’s ass, their clothes a messy pile next to the bed.
Lee gently bites on the nub as his hands continue to massage Gaara’s asscheeks, the shorter humming another moan as he presses against the taller’s face more.
“Lee,” Gaara whines, Lee tracing the rim of the shorter’s hole with his index finger. He then sits up to lay the redhead on his back, kissing down his body slowly. Gaara didn’t mind letting someone else be in charge for a change, especially if it’s Lee. The chūnin exams opened up a new door for the Kage, a “I like being dominated by this guy” door.
Gaara’s breath gets caught in his throat as he feels Lee lightly suck on his tip before continuing his trail of kisses, the last kiss getting placed against the redhead’s most private part.
“Lee ,” the younger whines as his legs quiver in anticipation, the slow lick he feels making his toes curl. Gaara lets out a moan before pressing his lips together as he feels something soft and wet press against his rim before going back to licking, his thighs pressing against Lee’s head when the taijutsu user gives the sensitive skin a sucking kiss.
“O-oh~!” Gaara groans as he feels something rougher than Lee’s tongue slowly inch inside him, the Konoha shinobi getting back between the Kage’s legs as his ring digit joins his middle. The taller licks one of the shorter’s nipples, sucking and nipping hard enough to leave love marks and hickies. He bends and spreads his digits apart, stretching the Kazekage’s entrance.
“Are you alright?” Lee asked after kissing Gaara’s forehead.
“I am,” The Kage answer as he shifts his hips a little, “I just need to get used to the feeling.”
Lee hums then pecks the sand shinobi’s lips as he takes his fingers back, his eyebrows jumping up a bit when Gaara pulls him in for a longer kiss. Lee smiles happily then moans softly as he runs a hand over a nipple while the other hand guides his tip to the loosened ring. The shorter moans in a mixture of pain and pleasure, their tongues dancing with each other as he feels himself get stretched open by something hot, hard, long, and thick.
“You feel so good, my dear.” Lee struggled to get out before pecking Gaara’s lips, waiting a minute more before gently moving. It felt like an hour passed before the Konoha ninja managed to bottom out the sand user.
“Go sl-slowly… please, Lee.” Gaara mewled.
“I will try, but it may be difficult for me. I want to demolish you, Gaara.”
Gaara blushes as the leaf ninja sits up, guiding the sand ninja’s legs to hug his hips before he thrusts back halfway. Lee does his best to stay upright as he feels the Kazekage’s walls massage his shaft, Gaara’s hands gripping the pillow underneath his head. The taijutsu user closes his eyes before slowly thrusting back in with his teeth clenched.
“Le-Lee,” Gaara lightly kisses the taller’s arm, “I th-think I'm adjusted now, so you do-don’t have to hold back, okay? I can handle whatever you ha-have to offer.”
Lee opens his eyes a little, “Are you sure? I do not want to hurt you, Gaara.”
There’s concern and worry behind the hungry look in Lee’s orbs that melts Gaara’s heart a little, a soft smile on the shorter’s face as he cups the taller’s cheek in his hands.
“I’m more than sure, Lee. Let loose.”
Lee lets out a low hum before adjusting his position a bit, “Alright… but do not forget that you asked for this.”
The older’s hands grip the younger’s hips before he swiftly pulls back to his tip, slamming back in before the young Kage could fully feel how empty he’d gotten.
“Lee,” Gaara practically shouted while the Jonin bit his bottom lip, letting out a shaky breath before he started harshly thrusting into him. Each time Lee pushes back inside, Gaara’s bundle of nerves is poked or probed and rubbed against by the taller’s tip and shaft.
The sand shinobi’s insides hug the leaf ninja tighter as a result, his cock twitching at the snug feeling.
The Kazekage’s barely able to make clear thoughts or say anything, his mind turning into putty the closer the Kage got to his climax.
“Le-! Cum,” Gaara announces before clinging to Lee as if his life depended on it, cumming hard as his nails dig into the skin of Lee’s back. Marks will definitely be left behind, but Lee will worry about explaining them later.
Gaara felt a ripple pass through his body as he came, strings of white shooting out his slit and landing on his lower abdomen as his vision blurred a bit due to the tears that welled in his eyes.
Lee isn’t far behind, his shoulders twitching a little before he starts to fill Gaara with his seed with an airy moan.
~
Lee slicks his wet hair off his forehead as he lets out a huff, Gaara happily laying against him. After lowering from their moment of high, the Konoha shinobi carried the sand Kage to the bathroom so they could do some aftercare.
Lee slowly blinks as he moves his hand back in the warm bath water, “So… does this make us boyfriends now?”
Gaara, “If you want.”
Lee sits up, “Of course I want that! Do you?”
The redhead uses the little strength he has left to turn himself around to face the taijutsu user, “More than anything.”
The green wearing ninja smiles happily as his eyes tear up, cupping Gaara’s cheeks in his hands as they share a passionate kiss.