(OC) (REQUESTED) Kishima Oyikabi x Gaara

This is le Lemon :3

This is for my friend who is indeed slightly gay and is in love with Gaara :3 Let le gayness live in ur heart (I'm sorry) (Wait no I'm not)

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Wow, today was boring.
Kishima plopped himself down on the couch, TV remote in hand. He looked outside into the rain one final time and watched a telephone pole fall. "Heheeeh." He snickered to himself. "Screw you, storm, I'm just gonna-"

And right when he pressed the power button on the remote, the TV didn't turn on. So much for screwing the storm. "Shit." Kishima put the remote on the wooden coffee table. "GAARA, GET OUT HERE." He yelled, throwing his head back.
Strong arms then wrapped around Kishima, and he looked up to see piercing Icy blue eyes staring into his. Gaara smiled and chuckled. "First off, Kishima, why the fuck would you expect the TV to turn on in a storm like this? You SAW the telephone pole." Why did Gaara always have to make Kishima look stupid? The blue-haired man pouted as Gaara just smiled at this. "You're cute when you pout~" He purred.
Kishima's head snapped up. "Says the one who called that Kurama costume ugly," he came back at Gaara. Gaara just shook his head. "Naruto needs to learn that he is NOT a furry," Gaara said, "And, plus, you practicaly LIVE on that TV, I can walk by and hear vines playing on it."
Kishima didn't know what to say; This conversation was going literally nowhere.
Then Gaara thought the unthinkable. The restricted. The... explicit.
"Why don't we take some time to... Connect?~"

Next Think Kishima knew, he was being carried by Gaara to the bedroom. Both males had smirks on their faces as if they were plotting what moved they'd take next.
Kishima was snapped back to reality when suddenly coldness enveloped him and the muscular arm feeling disappeared. He looked around to see That Gaara had tossed him onto the bed and his shirt had already been taken off, flung carelessly somewhere in the room. Without wasting a precious second, Gaara kissed Kishima. The two males melted into the kiss, tongues battling for dominance as Salive dribbled to the sheets. While this makeout session was happening Gaara took his time with his free hand to trace Kishima's skin, rubbing his chest and neck.
Gaara rubbed somewhere near the crook of Kishima's nech and heard a small squeak from the blue haired male. Gaara gently let go of the kiss and trailed his lips down to the spot to start sucking and biting on it. This earned a moan from Kishima, and when Gaara took his lips off of it there was a visible bruise.
Gaara the sat up and began to slip his pants and boxers off, as he did Kishima closed his eyes. Gaara just laughed and rubbed his thumb against Kishima's cheek. "What's wrong, Kishima? Chicken?~" Gaara asked as he slipped off the other's clothing, discarding it. Kishima kept his eyes tightly closed shaking his head, and softly meweled when he felt something against his lips.
Without thinking, Kishima opened his mouth and nearly choked. His eyes snapped open to see Gaara shoving his erection in his mouth. "Hahah. Score one for Gaara." He said. Kishima then bit down and Gaara screamed. "That score is all tied up!" He then said, almost too fast to be audible.
Just because Kishima had nothing to lose besides his virginity, (I thought that would be funny but it wasn't whoops) he began to suck. Gaara moaned and lathered his fingers through Kishima's hair. Kishima stimulated Gaara where he couldn't get with his mouth. This seemed to drive him over the edge; Gaara became a moaning mess. As Kishima continued he was able to get Gaara's full member into his mouth.
"I-I'm gonna...!" Gaara managed to stutter before his cum swarmed Kishima's mouth, him trying to swallow the sudden liquid without gagging. Gaara layed Kishima to the bed and using one hand, Gaara pinned Kishima's hand above his head. Kishima melted into his touch so suddenly he was start;ed back to reality when Gaara entered him. Kishima squeaked and moaned a bit. Gaara stopped and waited for Kishima to get used to his length. Kishima could see it in Gaara's expression that the other male was dying to move, so Kishima didn't say anything.
"Come ooooooooooon, you HAVE to be used to it by now!" Gaara whined, giving Kishima the puppy eyes.
Kishima could never say no to this look, even when it came to sex. "F-fine...." He said. "Are you sure?" Gaara wanted to confirm.
"Shut up and fuck me already, you stupid ginger!" Kishima laughed, and Gaara began to thrust. Kishima clenched his fists and grunted, for it was painful at first. Eventually, Pain melted into pleasure, and Kishima was moaning.
"F-faster..." The bottom male managed to utter between pants and moans and Gaara happily obliged. He began to get faster every minute until he was about to cum. "I-I'm..." Gaara managed to stutter until Kishima pulled the most evil move.
Kishima kicked Gaara, it yanked him out from Kishima and he went flying. "Score TWO for Kishima!" The blue-haired male yelled, and ran to the floor with Gaara. "Now it's MY turn."
Gaara gasped and violently shook his head. "Um! Uh! I- Uhhhhh..." Gaara couldn't come up with an excuse, so he let Kishima carry on. Kishima pushed in as Gaara squeaked like a mouse; But forgot to wait for Gaara to catch on. He immediately began to thrust, sending a small tear down Gaara's face, smudging his eyeliner just a bit.
Kishima noticed this and stopped. "Gaara? You good?" He asked, wiping the tear away.
Gaara just closed his eyes and nodded.
"Faster, please."
At this command, Kishima began to thrust but at a bit of a higher speed; Making Gaara moan.
Both males soon became moaning messes, and Kishima gained pace every time Gaara moaned his name; until his thrusts got sloppy and he began to feel a knot in his stomach. "G-Gaara!" Was all Kishima could scream-stutter as he came inside of Gaara. Kishima pulled out and lay next to Gaara on the floor.
"That was... amazing." Kishima panted.
"Hell yeah it was. Also, never kick me again; I think you broke my rib."
"Shut up, Gaara."