Kage: Yondaime Kazekage (BD Omake)
NC-17
Disclaimer: Nope don’t own Naruto, and I never will. I’m only saying this because I’m at gunpoint. I do own Naruto…I mean I don’t!
Story: Chapters of Naruto's liasons with various kages. Some linked to the Black Dahlia. Pairings: Kages/Naruto
Set as an AU, part of the Black Dahlia story.
Spoilers: Eh, not really.
Warnings: Shota, sexual situations, and some violence.
Pairings: KazekageNaru
Kage
Chapter Yondaime Kazekage (BD omake)
Sabaku no Nagi inhaled sharply, staring out into his quiet village. His brown eyes darkened and he scowled deeply, thinking of all the self-loathing feelings he harbored for himself. He’ll never get over his failures, but he was trying to.
A soft hand trailed up his bare back and another tugged at his cotton trousers. He inhaled sharply again, even stopping to breathe when lips tenderly kissed the back of his neck.
“Kazekage-sama,” was whispered into his ear huskily.
He shivered and turned around quickly, capturing sweet lips.
“Naruto…say my name,” Nagi pleaded, wanting to forget his sins for once.
“Nagi-san,” and that made his worries go away.
He leaned down and captured Naruto’s lips, tossing back sun-kissed hair as Naruto’s hands went through his own wine-red locks. They fell back onto the bed and Nagi planted kisses all the way down Naruto’s front, slipping his tongue out to dip into Naruto’s navel. He heard Naruto’s breath catch, and he smirked.
This was what he needed. Naruto and this bed and the cool breeze of the night.
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Nagi would readily admit that he needed Naruto. Whenever he sees his son’s eyes grow dark with hate, or see his village treating his son with fear, he always retreated to the safety of the blond’s arms.
Yes, he can operate his life independently without Naruto, but with him life was so much better.
It was his turn again, and he wanted to take Naruto out on a simple outing. There weren’t many places in Sunagakure that were ideal for picnics, but Nagi had been hard-pressed to find something. And he had found an oasis some ways away, where he took Naruto to.
They lay on the blanket, barely clothed because of the sweltering sun, but the trees and water provided a relief from the sun that outside the oasis couldn’t. Nagi dipped a finger lazily into the chocolate he had brought along for the strawberries, holding it out for Naruto. Naruto laughed lightly, before leaning forward and Nagi watched mesmerized as Naruto’s lips encircled his chocolate covered finger.
He felt Naruto’s slick tongue move in languish movements against his skin, his mouth sucking slightly. Shivering faintly, Nagi took back his finger and replaced it with his mouth. He moved his mouth at an angle, sucking on Naruto’s bottom lip. His hands wanted to roam over that lithe body and he allowed them to.
Panting softly as he pulled away, he gazed adoringly at the blond underneath him. He licked at trail down Naruto’s front, leading to his navel. His tongue dipped briefly in it before lavishing attention more downwards. He heard the whine coming from Naruto’s mouth, and his heart briefly jumped in delight.
“Nagi-san,” his Naruto murmured.
Nagi purred at the sound of his name, landing butterfly kisses all over Naruto’s face. Then he continued his way down, finally reaching goal. Gently pushing aside Naruto’s opened silk robe, he lowered his head and wrapped his lips around Naruto’s member and began a slow rhythm that matched the lazy hot day. He was encouraged by the slender hands that threaded through his hair, the sweet murmurings above him, and the lovely taste that surrounded all his senses.
‘I love you,’ Nagi said in his mind. He knew Naruto didn’t like them, any of them, saying those words to him. It was practically forbidden. These meeting of bodies were supposed to be about business. The contracts and the alliances, and these are things that were supposed to really matter in the negotiations that usually left Naruto as one of the trades. But Nagi could honestly say he loved Naruto, more than any contract could dictate.
Naruto may not want to hear it, but Nagi would say it silently every time.
Each kage had a different relationship with Naruto, but that wasn’t to say that they all didn’t have that in common. They all loved Naruto deeply and though he won’t hear it, they’ll always have their silent vows.
He not only heard, but felt Naruto reaching his peak. Naruto was breathing heavily, his grip on Nagi’s hair tight enough to be felt, but refrained from hurting him. At the same time, Nagi slid his hands to grip Naruto’s slim hips, his calloused thumbs sweeping back and forth against smooth skin. His mouth only sped up slightly, the both of them content with the slow, torturous pace. Naruto finally let some of his control go, arching forward into the warmth of Nagi’s mouth and climaxing. Nagi didn’t move away, instead contently milking Naruto’s seed and swallowing every drop.
He loved all of Naruto. Nothing of him was dirty. Nagi would happily take Naruto’s seed and whatever else the blond wanted from him.
He smiled slightly as Naruto leaned down to kiss his reddened mouth, pushing Nagi down and conquering the kiss as Nagi gave in to him. The sweeping strokes of slender hands on Nagi’s body coerced him into moaning wantonly as the kiss deepened, Naruto parallel to his body. The grinding of Naruto’s hips into his made him whimper, pain and pleasure mixing. And he just wanted to let go and take Naruto then and there, but it was clear when Naruto pushed him down and started dominating the kiss, who was in control right now.
He wasn’t bothered by it. It was rare when Naruto took control of the direction in sex. He’d usually let the kages all take control, but when Naruto did take the reins from them, no one complained and eagerly let the blond.
Nagi didn’t have the restraint Naruto had. As Naruto kept grinding into him, their erections pressing against each other hard and straining, he bucked upwards. He was panting and moaning without restraint, unlike the heavier breathing Naruto took on. Naruto…Naruto had too much control over himself.
Carefully, not to disrupt the control Naruto had over the situation but still wanting the results he was anticipating, Nagi let one hand glide down the robed back, keeping pace with their intense kiss, and smoothed down Naruto’s buttocks and feeling the silk. Cupping one cheek, he massaged it slowly, feeling the silk rub against the skin of his hands and against Naruto’s buttocks. It separated them, but he kept the silk there in between. But he felt accomplished as he heard Naruto mewling in reaction to the new feeling of the silk rubbing against him.
When Naruto had enough, both of them still aching and slightly frenzied, the blond positioned himself above him and then slowly slid down Nagi’s aching length. Gasping and groaning, Nagi was lost in the tight heat and the rocking of their hips.
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Naruto forgave him for Shukaku. He’d revealed the truth to the blond, crying about the monster he had created his son to be, that he’d ruined his son. Naruto had patiently listened to him, giving him silent comfort. His words calmed down the Kazekage, but it was the avowal of forgiveness that he’d needed the most.
He couldn’t approach his son. He was too ashamed and too regretful to do so. Maybe in time, he could. But not now…
The sweet promising lips of Naruto calmed him, and he knew he would one day have the strength to confront his son. As long as Naruto continued to lend him strength and support, Nagi could calmly move through the days, with just the remembrance of those needful times he’d spent in the blond’s company.
He’d made steps now, under Naruto’s guidance, to slowly show kindness to his son. He could see the confusion and anger in Gaara’s eyes, but Naruto had said to give it time. Time that Nagi also needed.
The absolute truth was that for everything Naruto did for him, Nagi didn’t know how to pay back. He could try showing his gratefulness and love through his tender care and loving touches, even if he knew that Naruto hated what he had to do. It just didn’t mean that Nagi would ever treat Naruto badly. If Naruto hated it, the least Nagi could do was make some part of it pleasurable to the blond.
He couldn’t give up Naruto, just like the others couldn’t. He wouldn’t be able to, not unless he planned on being slowly driven insane. As long as Naruto was in Nagi’s life, he was happy. He needed the blond that much. Without him, Nagi wouldn’t be able to go through his life without the support and warmth Naruto gave him.
And in a physical way…
His fingers would ache, trying to remember tracing porcelain skin. His eyes would starve because they’d been deprived of the sight of the golden god that Nagi had long worshipped with everything he had. His tongue would never be the same without the taste of Naruto’s sweet and unique flavor. His hardened length would never be able to savor the warmth and tightness Naruto offered to him every time they met. His ears will ring with silence without the comforting bell-like voice that soothed him. The scent of Naruto would haunt him until the day he died, mocking him of Naruto’s disappearance in his life.
He definitely could not exist, could not survive, without Naruto in his life.
And it was not all about sex. If people were to examine each kage’s addiction to Naruto on a surface level, they would only see their need to be physically connected with the blond. The need to have sex, the need for Naruto’s body…
But it is only with Naruto did they reveal the true extent of their need for him, a need that extended beyond physical means and reached emotional, mental, and soulful connection.
Nagi knew Naruto hated his profession, but he also knew that Naruto was aware of the true extent of their feelings and loved them the best he could. It was also why Nagi cared so much for Naruto, but Naruto truly did care about them, despite hating his duty.
He didn’t care what people said. He didn’t care what they thought. He didn’t care if they understood.
He only cared about what Naruto said. He cared about what Naruto thought. He cared if Naruto understood.
No one else had to know the truth, see how deep Nagi really felt for Naruto. All Nagi needed was for Naruto to know and to see. Naruto was the only one who mattered. The opinions of others would never bother him, not as long as he had Naruto by his side. Naruto’s opinion was the only one he needed.
Someday, Nagi thought, someday maybe he could show Naruto everything and offer him everything.
Started 5/11/08 –Completed 7/8/08
Story: Chapters of Naruto's liasons with various kages. Some linked to the Black Dahlia. Pairings: Kages/Naruto
Set as an AU, part of the Black Dahlia story.
Spoilers: Eh, not really.
Warnings: Shota, sexual situations, and some violence.
Pairings: KazekageNaru
Kage
Chapter Yondaime Kazekage (BD omake)
Sabaku no Nagi inhaled sharply, staring out into his quiet village. His brown eyes darkened and he scowled deeply, thinking of all the self-loathing feelings he harbored for himself. He’ll never get over his failures, but he was trying to.
A soft hand trailed up his bare back and another tugged at his cotton trousers. He inhaled sharply again, even stopping to breathe when lips tenderly kissed the back of his neck.
“Kazekage-sama,” was whispered into his ear huskily.
He shivered and turned around quickly, capturing sweet lips.
“Naruto…say my name,” Nagi pleaded, wanting to forget his sins for once.
“Nagi-san,” and that made his worries go away.
He leaned down and captured Naruto’s lips, tossing back sun-kissed hair as Naruto’s hands went through his own wine-red locks. They fell back onto the bed and Nagi planted kisses all the way down Naruto’s front, slipping his tongue out to dip into Naruto’s navel. He heard Naruto’s breath catch, and he smirked.
This was what he needed. Naruto and this bed and the cool breeze of the night.
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Nagi would readily admit that he needed Naruto. Whenever he sees his son’s eyes grow dark with hate, or see his village treating his son with fear, he always retreated to the safety of the blond’s arms.
Yes, he can operate his life independently without Naruto, but with him life was so much better.
It was his turn again, and he wanted to take Naruto out on a simple outing. There weren’t many places in Sunagakure that were ideal for picnics, but Nagi had been hard-pressed to find something. And he had found an oasis some ways away, where he took Naruto to.
They lay on the blanket, barely clothed because of the sweltering sun, but the trees and water provided a relief from the sun that outside the oasis couldn’t. Nagi dipped a finger lazily into the chocolate he had brought along for the strawberries, holding it out for Naruto. Naruto laughed lightly, before leaning forward and Nagi watched mesmerized as Naruto’s lips encircled his chocolate covered finger.
He felt Naruto’s slick tongue move in languish movements against his skin, his mouth sucking slightly. Shivering faintly, Nagi took back his finger and replaced it with his mouth. He moved his mouth at an angle, sucking on Naruto’s bottom lip. His hands wanted to roam over that lithe body and he allowed them to.
Panting softly as he pulled away, he gazed adoringly at the blond underneath him. He licked at trail down Naruto’s front, leading to his navel. His tongue dipped briefly in it before lavishing attention more downwards. He heard the whine coming from Naruto’s mouth, and his heart briefly jumped in delight.
“Nagi-san,” his Naruto murmured.
Nagi purred at the sound of his name, landing butterfly kisses all over Naruto’s face. Then he continued his way down, finally reaching goal. Gently pushing aside Naruto’s opened silk robe, he lowered his head and wrapped his lips around Naruto’s member and began a slow rhythm that matched the lazy hot day. He was encouraged by the slender hands that threaded through his hair, the sweet murmurings above him, and the lovely taste that surrounded all his senses.
‘I love you,’ Nagi said in his mind. He knew Naruto didn’t like them, any of them, saying those words to him. It was practically forbidden. These meeting of bodies were supposed to be about business. The contracts and the alliances, and these are things that were supposed to really matter in the negotiations that usually left Naruto as one of the trades. But Nagi could honestly say he loved Naruto, more than any contract could dictate.
Naruto may not want to hear it, but Nagi would say it silently every time.
Each kage had a different relationship with Naruto, but that wasn’t to say that they all didn’t have that in common. They all loved Naruto deeply and though he won’t hear it, they’ll always have their silent vows.
He not only heard, but felt Naruto reaching his peak. Naruto was breathing heavily, his grip on Nagi’s hair tight enough to be felt, but refrained from hurting him. At the same time, Nagi slid his hands to grip Naruto’s slim hips, his calloused thumbs sweeping back and forth against smooth skin. His mouth only sped up slightly, the both of them content with the slow, torturous pace. Naruto finally let some of his control go, arching forward into the warmth of Nagi’s mouth and climaxing. Nagi didn’t move away, instead contently milking Naruto’s seed and swallowing every drop.
He loved all of Naruto. Nothing of him was dirty. Nagi would happily take Naruto’s seed and whatever else the blond wanted from him.
He smiled slightly as Naruto leaned down to kiss his reddened mouth, pushing Nagi down and conquering the kiss as Nagi gave in to him. The sweeping strokes of slender hands on Nagi’s body coerced him into moaning wantonly as the kiss deepened, Naruto parallel to his body. The grinding of Naruto’s hips into his made him whimper, pain and pleasure mixing. And he just wanted to let go and take Naruto then and there, but it was clear when Naruto pushed him down and started dominating the kiss, who was in control right now.
He wasn’t bothered by it. It was rare when Naruto took control of the direction in sex. He’d usually let the kages all take control, but when Naruto did take the reins from them, no one complained and eagerly let the blond.
Nagi didn’t have the restraint Naruto had. As Naruto kept grinding into him, their erections pressing against each other hard and straining, he bucked upwards. He was panting and moaning without restraint, unlike the heavier breathing Naruto took on. Naruto…Naruto had too much control over himself.
Carefully, not to disrupt the control Naruto had over the situation but still wanting the results he was anticipating, Nagi let one hand glide down the robed back, keeping pace with their intense kiss, and smoothed down Naruto’s buttocks and feeling the silk. Cupping one cheek, he massaged it slowly, feeling the silk rub against the skin of his hands and against Naruto’s buttocks. It separated them, but he kept the silk there in between. But he felt accomplished as he heard Naruto mewling in reaction to the new feeling of the silk rubbing against him.
When Naruto had enough, both of them still aching and slightly frenzied, the blond positioned himself above him and then slowly slid down Nagi’s aching length. Gasping and groaning, Nagi was lost in the tight heat and the rocking of their hips.
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Naruto forgave him for Shukaku. He’d revealed the truth to the blond, crying about the monster he had created his son to be, that he’d ruined his son. Naruto had patiently listened to him, giving him silent comfort. His words calmed down the Kazekage, but it was the avowal of forgiveness that he’d needed the most.
He couldn’t approach his son. He was too ashamed and too regretful to do so. Maybe in time, he could. But not now…
The sweet promising lips of Naruto calmed him, and he knew he would one day have the strength to confront his son. As long as Naruto continued to lend him strength and support, Nagi could calmly move through the days, with just the remembrance of those needful times he’d spent in the blond’s company.
He’d made steps now, under Naruto’s guidance, to slowly show kindness to his son. He could see the confusion and anger in Gaara’s eyes, but Naruto had said to give it time. Time that Nagi also needed.
The absolute truth was that for everything Naruto did for him, Nagi didn’t know how to pay back. He could try showing his gratefulness and love through his tender care and loving touches, even if he knew that Naruto hated what he had to do. It just didn’t mean that Nagi would ever treat Naruto badly. If Naruto hated it, the least Nagi could do was make some part of it pleasurable to the blond.
He couldn’t give up Naruto, just like the others couldn’t. He wouldn’t be able to, not unless he planned on being slowly driven insane. As long as Naruto was in Nagi’s life, he was happy. He needed the blond that much. Without him, Nagi wouldn’t be able to go through his life without the support and warmth Naruto gave him.
And in a physical way…
His fingers would ache, trying to remember tracing porcelain skin. His eyes would starve because they’d been deprived of the sight of the golden god that Nagi had long worshipped with everything he had. His tongue would never be the same without the taste of Naruto’s sweet and unique flavor. His hardened length would never be able to savor the warmth and tightness Naruto offered to him every time they met. His ears will ring with silence without the comforting bell-like voice that soothed him. The scent of Naruto would haunt him until the day he died, mocking him of Naruto’s disappearance in his life.
He definitely could not exist, could not survive, without Naruto in his life.
And it was not all about sex. If people were to examine each kage’s addiction to Naruto on a surface level, they would only see their need to be physically connected with the blond. The need to have sex, the need for Naruto’s body…
But it is only with Naruto did they reveal the true extent of their need for him, a need that extended beyond physical means and reached emotional, mental, and soulful connection.
Nagi knew Naruto hated his profession, but he also knew that Naruto was aware of the true extent of their feelings and loved them the best he could. It was also why Nagi cared so much for Naruto, but Naruto truly did care about them, despite hating his duty.
He didn’t care what people said. He didn’t care what they thought. He didn’t care if they understood.
He only cared about what Naruto said. He cared about what Naruto thought. He cared if Naruto understood.
No one else had to know the truth, see how deep Nagi really felt for Naruto. All Nagi needed was for Naruto to know and to see. Naruto was the only one who mattered. The opinions of others would never bother him, not as long as he had Naruto by his side. Naruto’s opinion was the only one he needed.
Someday, Nagi thought, someday maybe he could show Naruto everything and offer him everything.
Started 5/11/08 –Completed 7/8/08