Striping down and placing his clothes into one of the bins, Gaara wrapped a towel around his waist before heading in to reunite with the knucklehead. One foot after the other, he entered the spring, orbs scouting out the area.

Where the hell was Naruto? Goofing off again?

And sure enough, there he was---being as childish as ever. With his twig and berries dangling about, the blonde balanced his way from one large stone to another, and walking towards the middle, Gaara sat down in the water, muttering to himself.

"This must be my punishment. Oh how I've sinned--"

"What are ya sittin' down for huh? C'mon, I've learned a few things from Pervy Sage if you catch my drift.~"

"Last I checked this was a hot spring, not a peeping tom parade. I'm not about to let you get me killed," the Kazekage muttered, sinking down into the water, hues closing.

Maybe he could... drown him. Just until he was unconscious for a few days. That wouldn't hurt, right?

"Staying still is so boring though. We can rest later; I promise I won't get you killed. My adrenaline's pumpin' faster than a tornado!"

And with that, Naruto reached down and latched onto the male's arm, yanking him up onto the stone with a grin. Gaara's patience was just about gone; it took everything in him not to go through with his malicious plan.

Giving a final sigh, the sand shinobi moved to step onto the stone. There was no point in fighting; this was a battle he couldn't win. If only though, his movement's had gone smoothly, but alas, he lost his footing. He stumbled, crashing and knocking the boy off his feet---thankfully he was able to cushion the fall with his hands, though he couldn't say the same for Naruto.

Towels had unraveled, plummeting to the steaming waters below.

As optics focused in on the current situation, Gaara's mouth went dry. Not a word was uttered, and it seemed that Naruto---the non-stop yapper---fell silent as well.

It was the perfect movie scene.

With hands resting near either side of the blonde's head, the Kazekage hovered above him, and already, the awkward atmosphere was beginning to take its root. They were close... too close for comfort in fact---why, with their faces but a few centimeters away, Naruto could feel Gaara's breath, and in turn, Gaara could feel his.

"...."

Still not a single word was uttered.

Ocean blues flickered up to meet sea greens, lips pressing into a thin line as the Leaf shinobi began to fumble with his fingertips.

What the hell was up with this position? It was so... awkward.

For what seemed like the first time in forever, Naruto had Gaara's full attention.

Maybe he wasn't thinking straight... or maybe he'd gotten himself caught up in the moment, but... he found himself leaning up, inching those last few centimeters closer before lips eventually connected with his fellow ninja's.

The sudden action seemed to throw Gaara for a loop---eyes widening. Meanwhile, Naruto pulled away from the kiss just as quickly as he'd given it, and for the longest time he laid there, hues gawking up at that oh so familiar figure he knew so well... until realization hit him like a rock. Hard. His eyes widened like saucers, hands flopping about like a fish out of water.

Oh he'd really done it now... Gaara was gonna kill him!

"Wait---no... I didn't---hey, hey---it was a total accident! I swear I didn't mean to! I just... you know... the heat of th--"

.......

.....

...what?

Naruto thought he was totally losing it because... he swore he felt pressure against his lips---a burning warmth.

Could it be--?

His vision honed in, and the only thing he could see... was strands of fiery red tresses dangling above. It was only until his gaze flickered down that blues locked with sea greens.

'No way---'

'No way---'

'You've got... to be kidding me.'

Naruto's thoughts were rampaging, shredding every last bit of composure he had in him.

Gaara had unconsciously kissed his friend back, lips firmly morphing against the blonde's. Perhaps it was out of instinct, or as Naruto had begun to say, 'in the heat of the moment.' Regardless, it had been done, and all the while fingers curled into the stone beneath them.

The sand ninja pulled away, sitting up.

It was still hard for Naruto to believe. Gaara had not only spared his life, but returned the kiss entirely. Did that suggest the situation had gotten to him as well? Naruto never known Gaara to be shaken with ease. He was so unpredictable, yet predictable all the same. This man he'd crossed paths with... this man he'd---at one time---fought with, was now a dear friend of his, even through all the criticism and poker faces. Having Gaara in his life now... he didn't want to imagine a life without him. He couldn't.

Naruto found himself lurching forward, hands gliding up to warmly cup both of the sandman's cheeks before lips clashed with his for a third time.

He wanted to.

He pushed himself up.

He had to.

His body pressed into the redhead's.

He needed to.

His heart skipped a beat.

The Kazekage responded to this, hands automatically moving to tightly grip at the male's waist. He was taken aback. Never had he expected Naruto to be so bold in a position like this. Nevertheless, the sand shinobi matched the kiss with a forceful one, and as Naruto closed his eyes, he soon followed.

Lips entangled together, and from their point of view---and honestly anyone else's had they been watching---the kiss was hungry---starving... like an animal that hadn't eaten in weeks.

Gaara chomped down on the ninja's bottom lip, giving it a firm tug before eventually reconnecting, only to repeat the process moments later. Naruto gave a grunt, brows furrowing as one of his hands slid up to tangle with red locks, tugging at them while the remainder dangled at his side. Why was it so warm? His body was burning, and he didn't understand why; it'd only been a kiss. Just a kiss and already he...

With arms firmly securing around the male's waist, Gaara yanked the boy onto his lap, fingernails digging into the other's hips, which caused Naruto to flinch through the kiss... though Gaara was far from done toying with him.

The Leaf shinobi could feel a chilling hand sliding against his skin, and despite the steamy setting, a shiver shot down his spine. The hand trailed across his hip before inching its way down to his crotch, and already, the ramen lover could tell where its goal was.

"Gaara, wait---haa!"

He had pulled away from the kiss, eyes squeezing shut as hands fell to the redhead's shoulders. No way... he didn't sign up for this! This was too... too...

Still.

Naruto couldn't fight off the pleasure he was feeling; even in such little time... It was engulfing him completely!

With the redhead's hand latched onto the length before him, he gave it a firm squeeze before proceeding to pump the base. He couldn't help but crave those reactions; it was such a sight to see. His thumb firmly pressed into the tip, circling at the delicate flesh, all the while remaining captivated by his friend's reactions. To think this would affect the blonde so easily--

It made him want to tease Naruto even more.

With the hand leaving the boy's hip, Gaara yanked him back into their previously parted kiss.

He wasn't finished.

As lips smashed together, the redhead allowed his tongue to snake out, rolling across one of the blonde's plump lips before forcing it's way inside the orifice. The heat was what made it all the more enjoyable, body tingling with excitement.

What was this?

His companion, however, was in the midst of having a heart attack---from both shock and pleasure. Naruto didn't fight the tongue. In fact, he embraced it, allowing his own to come out and meet with his trespasser's. It wasn't long before his mind became cloudy, and the only thing he could focus on was the Kazekage.

He was completely under his spell.

Tongues intertwined in a heated make out session, and it seemed that both male's grew lightheaded from the lack of air, but neither could stop---neither could pull away. Their bodies had entirely taken over.

Gaara's thumb softly caressed the jinchuriki's jawline, chest pressing against the other's while that hand of his went right to work---massaging and riling up the shaft in his hand. With the redhead's actions, Naruto was having trouble keeping in all the noises, nails digging into the shoulders his hands perched upon.

Suddenly, the sand shinobi broke the kiss, hands retreating to his sides after moving his companion from his lap. He rose to his knees, pulling off the towel, and face heated from the steam, optics peered down to his fellow ninja.

"Suck it."

"Ehh..? You don't mean--"

Naruto had to take a moment to collect himself from the previous assault.

"But w-what if someone comes in? If they see us then--"

"Then what?"

"Well---I mean it'd be kinda... you know? Awkward."

"Then they can just look away. So what if people see? I thought relaxation with entertainment was everyone's cup of tea. Was I mistaken?"

Seriously?!

He'd actually do such... things in public? The Kazekage had no shame!

What had Naruto signed himself up for?

"If you're afraid to do it, then you don't have to," Gaara muttered. "I won't force you."

"Afraid? Who? Me? No way! Pssh. Doing something like that... that's nothing!"

He wasn't about to let that browless show off out do him a second time. Not a chance!

Scooting closer, slim fingers firmly latched onto the base of the male's shaft, taking a sharp breath before he dove in, lips forming around the flesh as he engulfed it. Naruto honestly felt like a fool for ever thinking Gaara was small. By no means was he small... it was hard enough to get half of it into his mouth---he couldn't even imagine taking the whole thing in. He'd surely choke. Nevertheless though, he situated himself, head beginning to bob while hands were used to steady the length.

Gaara gave a grunt, hands moving up to leisurely tangle with golden tresses.

He knew that'd get him.

With eyes closing, the redhead focused on the feeling---the warm, soft pleasure he received from the mouth. He honestly thought it was annoying as hell when it chattered, but this---well, let's just say he'd definitely partake in it again.

Hues opened, gawking down at Naruto.

On top of it all, the view was absolutely enthralling. He was reluctant to admit, but it was starting to turn him on.

Fingertips loosely clenched into the male's scalp, and without a moment's notice, he yanked the head down against his length, causing Naruto to gag.

"Nhg-?!"

With eyes partially closed, the blonde had to adjust himself to the switch---finding it incredibly difficult.

Gaara was savage.

Absolutely savage.

Drool leaked from his mouth, unable to keep the saliva from escaping. He felt so dirty, but, it was crazy. Crazy that in the back of his mind... he actually enjoyed it.

If it was Gaara, then it was okay.

His lips clenched around the hardened flesh with more pressure, eyes squeezing shut as he dared to take it all in, and although the gags were inevitable, he somehow managed to down the entire thing.

The sand shinobi threw his head back, hips bucking and lips parting to release a soft moan from the intoxicating pleasure. Already he could feel a tight coil building up in his lower abdomen, and as Gaara thrusted into the mouth, Naruto's hands reached for his hips, gripping onto them with somewhat of a whine.

"H.. Hah--"

Gaara couldn't hold back any longer. He gave one final swing of the hips before releasing into the Leaf ninja's mouth, hands dropping down to his sides.

Naruto had quite the awakening---feeling the heated liquid flooding the inside of his mouth. His hands pulled away, attempting to catch the sticky substance that threatened to drip onto the stone.

'He--'

The blonde's face flushed, hands left covered in semen as ocean blues fell down to gaze upon it... all the while Gaara staring. Perhaps it was from the beast inside, or just arousal, but the sand wielder lost his cool, and in a single, swift movement, he shoved the teen down, pinning his hands to the stone beneath.

Naruto swallowed hard---though he'd forgotten about the liquid in his mouth, face growing pale.

"Gaah! I swallowed it--!"

"It would've been a waste if you hadn't," and with that said, the redhead's grip tightened, legs straddling the other's hips while those sea green hues of his peered down at his companion.

"W-Wait a second---here? You can't be serious?"

"Haven't we already had this talk?"

"Yeah but---doing that in a place like this..."

There he went again; rambling on. Gaara just continued to proceed, leaning down with lips connecting to the Leaf ninja's jawline, placing various kisses against the tender skin.

"No---w-wait a second I said. Gaar--ahh!"