sunshineverse | we got to get right back to where we started from

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zz old game: naruto

we got to get right back to where we started from

Where: Hokage Tower, Obito's office.
When: Dec 20th.
Notes: ~~possibly NSFW. Can't be sure yet.~~ Nah, looked like it's definitely NSFW. They're going there.

Gai had been working on his resolutions, first in anticipation of what to write to his father on the lantern, and now in preparation of the New Year. Usually, most of Gai's resolutions were focused solely on himself, and nearly all of them were things he had control over the outcome, but sometimes...sometimes they were things he required another person for.

☐ Be a better boyfriend.

To be honest, he wasn't sure how to be that, but he was definitely going to try. His resolution list in his notebook at home included self-suggestions on how to improve:

• invest in more time with them
• ~~behave~~ do not intrude on matters that do not concern you (they do not all concern you)
• be more affectionate
• say 'I love you' more often
• hold their hands
• strive to learn something new about them each time you see them
• more challenges
• be nicer to ~~Yamato~~ their friends
• take them out on dates/excusions/lunches
• renew kissing practice?

And it was that last one that had Gai here now, because while the ball was in his court for most of the others, kissing practice was something Obito had to want again too. They hadn't exactly done much of that since becoming boyfriends and he felt a little selfish wanting that back so badly. After all, kissing was not all he saw in Obito and he did not want his friend to think that was all he was here for, but...

He missed it. Kissing Obito had been like challenging Kakashi: a perfect excuse for being together. And kissing Obito had been really, really wonderful, too. He made Gai's heart flutter with excitement, took his breath away--

Surely Obito, who liked kissing people and flirting with people and all of that, would want kissing practice back, right? That was what he hoped, at least.

Gai knocked on the door to Obito's office and then peeked in. "Hokage-sama! When you are not busy, may I speak to you about something personal?"

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He arched up sharply into that hand, his breath stumbling at the rush of sensation. A rough, shaky laugh left him and he tried to settle himself more securely back down into the seat. However, his eyes belied his emotional tone, spinning red with tomoe as he took a quavering breath.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't find it in him to, words rather escaping him as he trembled slightly.

Gai grinned and laughed with him, a little breathless himself, pleased but looking for some affirmation that Obito not just enjoyed it, but approved. He met the Sharingan gaze with a look somewhere between awe and reverence, and a deeper desire Gai had tried not to think too much about before. Before it had resulted in frustrations; now thinking about it was frustrating in an entirely different, more pleasant way. Surely Obito felt it too.

Once Obito had settled back into his seat, Gai half-expected him to say something. When he didn't, Gai did. "I am sorry if this is completely inappropriate." But the way he kissed Obito then, deeply and hungrily, did not say he was sorry at all.

He moaned into the kiss and moved his hands, both of them threading tightly into Gai's hair as he squirmed a bit further in his seat so he could arch up to press against his body, his feet planted on the ground. The move meant he pressed into hs fingers as well and that all by itself was dizzyingly intense.

Then again, it's not like he had any experience with anyone else, so it made sense it as... intense.

The squirming and moaning was getting Gai almost uncomfortably turned-on, and he rubbed his hand against Obito as he arched, encouraging more, excited by Obito's own willingness. But this Hokage robe had to go. Everything had to go, ideally, regardless of what propriety dictated. This was so much more than anything Gai had ever done before, and like always, he was ready to dive in head-first.

He gave a little growl low in his throat from the tightening fingers in his hair, and though Gai had no idea what to do with that nip Obito gave his lips earlier, he was beginning to give it a second consideration. He gave an experimental bite to Obito's lower lip as his hand slid up to Obito's waistband.

The bite got a startled noise, but it wasn't any kind of protest, and his breath sucked in sharply as he squirmed toward the other man's roaming fingers. Admittedly, while some part of him was loudly declaring this really wasn't the place for this, some other part was just as loudly declaring it didn't care.

That side was winning. As soon as he figured out there was stripping involved he was going to help though. Definitely.

Once he got off the kiss enough to do so.

Assuming Gai let him off the kiss enough to do so.

As much as he wanted to strip Obito of his clothes, and as much as Gai was trying to, he also wasn't eager to break the kiss again, not when he could kiss his squirming boyfriend and put his hands all over him and enjoy Obito enjoying this.

He unfastened Obito's pants and, heart pounding excitedly, he slid his fingers down under the clothes, along Obito's warm flesh, first just his stomach and then down into his pants. Gai's cheeks flushed, a bit embarrassed, and very turned on, by his own boldness.

Okay, so he wasn't breaking off the kiss. He hadn't exactly tried hard to do so, and when Gai's warm hand touched more delicate areas, he groaned against his lips, eyes fluttering shut. He was going to make a mess of him if he kept that up, and he honestly couldn't say he much cared.

No, instead his breathing was picking up as he squirmed more, arched and feeling the tight ache that was creeping in. It did, however, inspire him to roam one of his hands over the smooth material of Gai's back, digging in his fingertips to press in a pass along his spine.

Gai made a pleased sound into the kiss as Obito's hands roamed over his back, sending exciting shivers up his spine as he pressed into the touch hungrily, wanting every little sensation, every touch Obito would give him, anything and everything.

He didn't want to end this too soon, but it would be a fair price to pay to see Obito like this, so he nudged Obito's pants open enough to draw him out and stroke him, and Gai began to trail kisses along the corner of Obito's mouth, down his jawline to his neck.

His head tipped back immediately on a soft groan, breathing coming quicker as he pressed on his toes, hitching higher against Gai. His wandering hand, of course, finally found its way lower, landing on the other man's backside to squeeze as he pulled him closer.

This was going to be over embarrassingly quickly at this rate.

They were both ridiculously inexperienced, even Gai had to admit that, and while he knew this wouldn't last as long as either of them hoped...wasn't that what training was for? Gai's body really wanted far more attention than he was getting, but he had always been good at looking past immediate needs for the sake of a goal, and right now, that goal was Obito, whose neck Gai was kissing and nibbling at.

Obito's hand grabbed his ass, and Gai grunted, hips pushing into his own hand and against Obito as he pressed in closer, the increased contact igniting further desire instead of satisfying anything.

He made a high noise, having underestimated how high emotions affected one's... endurance. It didn't help that he hadn't exactly tried to get himself on board that before now and his overexcitement...

The extra grind was, humiliatingly, too much, and he clutched the other man to him as he hid his face against his neck in the wake of his release. Much too fast, much too overeager. He could feel his face burning and his hands had slid to wrap around his back instead of their former positions.

Composure was needed. He could handle this. He could. That did not, however, make him particularly eager to lift his head and see the reaction to that rather abrupt end to things.

It was difficult to bring oneself down from that high so quickly. Gai had no experience with another partner, and very little with unfinished resolutions like this, and everything combined with Obito's climax had keyed his body up for...something that didn't come. Suddenly, it was over, and though he was not surprised, he was. It was his own choice/fault, of course, but now he felt a little like a live-wire, like he was ready for a challenge, still hot-blooded and bothered and unsure what to do with himself. Or what to do with the sticky mess on his hands, or the handsome and flushed-cheeks man in his arms.

He could feel Obito's embarrassment in his heated cheeks, in the way he clung, and Gai gave him a few moments, holding him in his arms and shielding Obito (in his rumpled state and obvious embarrassment) from the ANBU, then he pressed a kiss to his cheek. What did one say now? I am sorry I was overeager? Perhaps, but that was not entirely honest. He wasn't sorry for his own excitement, though he was sorry it had an outcome that embarrassed Obito.

When Obito finally lifted his head, he smiled and blushed, his own awkwardness settling in with a hint of a laugh. That was not nearly as romantic as Gai might have expected of their first time, but he was not disappointed.

If anything, that intensified the flush on his face, and he only just resisted the temptation to either hide his face or start babbling. Instead, he took a deep breath, all raw nerves and confused lassitude.

"Way too fast." His gaze flicked down, then back up, still spinning lazy crimson. His tone was breathless. "Didn't expect it to go like that."

That Sharingan gaze was hypnotizing. Gai shook his head and cleared his throat. "Me neither. Slower next time," he agreed with a thumbs up promise. Next time was an exciting thought. He had papers to pick up shortly, however, so he was really going to have to get his head back in order and stop thinking about kissing Obito all over again.

He licked his lips, taking in a shaky breath and shifting under him a little. Yep, he was a mess. Joy. But... but Gai didn't seem discouraged so that was promising.

He nodded at him. "Yeah, next time."

He stared at Obito's tongue and his lips and...just couldn't resist. Gai kissed him. "I love you, Obito," he said, before pulling away to try to give Obito the necessary space to straighten himself out and regain any further composure.

He stared up at him for a moment, and a smile touched his lips before he dug around for a napkin or something to wipe himself off with. "It's definitely not because of this performance, that's for sure."

The smile turned to a wry grin, and he peeked back up at him again as he finally found something that would work. "It wouldn't be farfetched to think the sentiment might be returned though."

"Your...performance was very endearing!" And though Gai had no intention of admitting it out loud, he probably would not have fared any better in his own performance. That was for discovering at another time, though. "But no, it is not for that that say it."

"Really?" Gai cheeks were deep red at the second comment and fussed around, looking for where his vest went and for something in the pockets to wipe his own hands with. "I am glad."

He made sure that the spent napkin was shoved deep into his trash, then set about righting his clothing, his flush slowly easing, but not by much, only now acutely remembering the ANBU that were nearby.

Why had he not considered them before??

"I woudn't joke about that so... yeah."

"Thank you." His eyes sparkled with almost-tears.

Gai wiped his fingers, thoroughly, since he didn't want to leave a mess on the Hokage's papers, then slipped on his vest as he looked down at the scattered paperwork. Obito's embarrassment might have been settling, but Gai's was starting to set in. What did one do now? Make more promises and declarations, if you were Gai.

"Next time, I shall do this right! I shall take you out for dinner and dessert and we shall take it slowly and I promise you will enjoy it!" He picked up a few sheets of paper, setting them on the desk. "It will be the best date you have ever been on!"

"Hey now, I enjoyed it a little too much if that was any indication." He was peering up at him as he smoothed cloth down though.

"Doesn't mean I won't take you up on it."

He grinned like a fool, still blushing and giving a little tug at his collar. Gai barely refrained from sweeping over there and kissing Obito again. "There is no such thing as 'too much' enjoyment. In fact! You could use more enjoyment in your life, my beloved Hokage-sama." And Gai meant that more innocently than it came out, given the circumstances.

He went back to bending over and retrieving the paperwork, along with a few odds and ends of other spilled desk essentials.

He flushed at the statement, then glanced to see if he could get up without running over any papers himself... before his gaze drifted to Gai.

There was still a sense of heavy warmth in his limbs when he got up, righting what he could of the things that remained on his desk. It had been a surprise, and vividly intense... but perhaps better for the shortness given that he knew for a fact they hadn't locked the door in any way.

It was enough to finally have him blinking away his sharingan at least.

Gai hadn't even thought of the door. It was one thing to get up to things in front of Obito's ever-present guards, but another to be walked in on!

He went to put a paper down and Obito was there fixing things! That was hardly fair. Gai had a self-challenge to fulfill! He swatted at Obito's hands. "Gah! Obito! You do not need to help! I made the mess, I shall clean it up, remember? Half the time! I promised! Do not make me make you stop!"

"Hey! I'm not touching anything on the floor here." He sank back in his chair though, aware of how pointless if could be to argue with Gai. He'd just have to peer at Gai instead.

It wasn't like it was a bad view.

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