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once again wishing we got to see gaaras relationships develop after the chunin exams. with baki there was such a drastic change by the time shippuden came about since he was kazekage but what happed in between?! the only interaction i really remember w them between the exams n shippuden is from a random OVA but it only lasted like 50 seconds 😭
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Baki wakes him with the sunrise. It's... gentle, the way his warm, calloused palm settles flat against his shoulder blade, and then slides up and over until the tips of his fingers rest in the hollow spot above his collarbone. His thumb sweeps over the knob at the base of his neck. He squeezes Yamato's shoulder, firm enough that it makes him shiver.
"Mmmhmmmmm-" Yamato stretches languidly, imagines Baki's distracted, worried gaze sharpening on the way the muscles in his back flex as he lifts his arms above his head with a groan. Baki's hand falls away from his shoulder, and then reappears to lightly trace down the crest of his ribs, settling against his side. Yamato blinks blearily at the dim light of dawn that creeps in through Baki's narrow windows. It is early, he thinks. Very early indeed.
Yamato rolls onto his back and then turns onto his other side to face Baki, who appears a little more disheveled than usual with a pillow crease lining the edge of his jaw. He's sat up on his elbow, staring down at him with a slight, pensive frown curling in the corners of his mouth. His hand traces his movement, sweeping over his belly and settling back against his opposite hip. The sheets are tangled around their knees and feet, so Yamato takes his time looking him over- the sharp jut of his jaw, his soft dark hair, the dense muscle of his chest and shoulder shifting under his warm skin, the slight dip of his waist flowing into the hard muscle of his flank, down his thigh. Baki twitches under his gaze, and he wonders if he can feel the weight of it the same as if he'd touched him with his own hands. A half-smile slides onto his face, and with as much muzzy bewilderment as he can muster, he asks, "Are you... kicking me out of bed?"
Baki tenses, his fingers digging into his side for a half-second in a way that Yamato finds very interesting indeed. "No," he replies hastily, "I'm not kicking you out, I just-"
"Ah," Yamato interrupts him knowingly, slipping his leg between Baki's and tangling them together, pressing his thigh against a cock that seems to be taking interest in the current proceedings. "You want me to sneak out of here, don't you. What, you don't want the scandal of a younger man sneaking out of your flat at mid-morning?"
"Yamato," the other man's exasperation makes his half-smile widen, "That's not, I'm not-" Yamato's hand slips between them, and with a faux-casual air, he takes Baki in his hand, runs his thumb over the head. "I'm not that much older than you," is what he apparently settles on, though he can tell from the furrow between his brows that it isn't what he'd been trying to say.
"Oh," he replies blandly. "Sorry, I shouldn't have assumed. So you just hate me, then?"
Baki groans, a mix between reluctant pleasure and exasperation with his attitude, and doesn't bother to reply. Smile widening, Yamato pauses his ministrations so he can bring his hand up to his mouth and lick his palm, before taking him in his hand once again, this time with a bit firmer of a grip. Baki's hand settles at the base of his skull, and he practically purrs when the other man draws him into a slow, open mouthed kiss.
He keeps his strokes slow, teasing, edging into a little mean, until Baki is panting into his mouth and squirming, his hips bucking into Yamato's. "Look at you," he murmurs, tracing his lips to his jaw and then shifting closer, rolling him onto his back. "How am I supposed to get out of your bed when you're still in it? You're irresistible."
His grip changes, and he reaches down between Baki's thighs. His legs fall open at the touch, and Yamato mouths at his collarbone next, before murmuring: "Can I suck your cock? I want to-"
Baki's rich laugh rumbles out of his chest, and the sound of it brings a soft smile to his face that he hides in the curve of the man's pectoral. "You're incorrigible," he replies, his fist tightening briefly in his hair.
Continuing his slow slide down the other man's body, Yamato replies cheekily: "I think you're in-corriging me just fine, don't you?" into his abdomen, nipping at the thin, tender skin beneath his ribs.
Baki sits up on his elbow, one hand still hot and steady at the base of Yamato's skull, and his brows furrow again. "Please resist the urge to further pun at me," his tone is mock-serious. "I find it a low form of humor, not... very sexy."
"Uh huh," Yamato replies indulgently, taking him once more in hand as if to point out that he hasn't flagged one bit, and his thighs are still sprawled open around his shoulders. He presses a kiss to his hip bone, and then a nip to the inside of his thigh. "Sorry, Mister Baki. This one will work very hard to make it up to you."
There's another low, rasping laugh that turns into a gasp when Yamato takes him into his mouth, moaning softly at the weight of him on his tongue. Baki's hand fists in his hair.
They're not making it out of the apartment until well after sunrise today.
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song / Was swallowed up in leaves that blew away; / And to the forest edge you came one day / (This was my dream)
❛ But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. ❜
❛ He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none. ❜
❛ Humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets. As if there can be no story unless we crawl and weep. ❜
❛ It is a common saying that women are delicate creatures, flowers, eggs, anything that may be crushed in a moment’s carelessness. ❜
❛ If I had ever believed it, I no longer do. ❜
❛ I thought once that gods are the opposite of death, but I see now they are more dead than anything, for they are unchanging, and can hold nothing in their hands. ❜
❛ I cannot bear this world a moment longer. ❜
❛ I have a better idea. I will do as I please. ❜
❛ All my life has been murk and depths, but I am not a part of that dark water. I am a creature within it. ❜
❛ You cannot know how frightened gods are of pain. There is nothing more foreign to them, and so nothing they ache more deeply to see. ❜
❛ When we are young, we think ourselves the first to have each feeling in the world. ❜
❛ When I was born, the word for what I was did not exist. ❜
❛ But perhaps no parent can truly see their child. When we look we see only the mirror of our own faults. ❜
❛ I will not be like a bird bred in a cage, too dull to fly even when the door stands open. ❜
❛ This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive. ❜
❛ You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you. ❜
❛ Yet because I knew nothing, nothing was beneath me. ❜
❛ If now I am wise, it is only because I have been fool enough for a hundred lifetimes. ❜
❛ You can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite. ❜
❛ Give me the blade. Some things are worth spilling blood for. ❜
❛ I have been old and stern for so long, carved with regrets and years like a monolith. But that is only a shape I’ve been poured into. I do not have to keep it. ❜
❛ I wake sometimes in the dark terrified by my life’s precariousness, its thready breath. ❜
❛ Understanding the world is a matter of keeping very still and showing no emotions, leaving room for others to reveal themselves. ❜
❛ Beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two. ❜
❛ The truth is, men make terrible pigs. ❜
❛ My father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it. ❜
❛ This is the grief that makes our kind choose to be stones and trees rather than flesh. ❜
❛ Witches are not so delicate. ❜
❛ Those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats. ❜
❛ I learned that I could bend the world to my will, as a bow is bent for an arrow. I would have done that toil a thousand times to keep such power in my hands. ❜
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❛ There’s the story, then there’s the real story, then there’s the story of how the story came to be told. Then there’s what you leave out of the story. Which is part of the story too. ❜
❛ The best way of being kind to bears is not to be very close to them. ❜
❛ Life is warped. I’m just in sync. ❜
❛ Now it’s a whisper from the past. ❜
❛ But hatred and viciousness are addictive. You can get high on them. Once you’ve had a little, you start shaking if you don’t get more. ❜
❛ Why is it always such a surprise? The moon. Even though we know it’s coming. Every time we see it, it makes us pause, and hush. ❜
❛ Perfection exacts a price, but it’s the imperfect who pay it. ❜
❛ What is ‘belief’ but a willingness to suspend the negatives? ❜
❛ I have scars, inside me. ❜
❛ The dead are not entirely dead but are alive in a different way; a paler way admittedly, and somewhat darker. ❜
❛ However dark, a darkness with voices in it is better than a silent void. ❜
❛ Amazing how quickly the past becomes idyllic. ❜
❛ It is another way of saying tough luck. To people you aren’t going to help out. ❜
❛ I’m waiting, far off in the future. ❜
❛ The only sure camouflage is unpredictability. ❜
❛ There are so many of them, and each one of them is doing part of the killing, whether they know it or not. ❜
❛ First rule: limit bloodshed by making sure that none of your own gets spilled. ❜
❛ I long to swim in liquid moonlight. ❜
❛ That’s right, I don’t like to be summoned on trivial matters. ❜
❛ The part that really made me happy was that you wanted me to be happy. ❜
❛ Cut that part out of us: the grinning, elemental malice. Begin us anew. ❜
❛ Where there are wars, there will be crows, the carrion-fanciers. And ravens too, the warbirds, the eyeball gourmands. And vultures, the holy birds of yore, old connoisseurs of rot. ❜
❛ At last. It’s you. ❜
❛ No, you will not be cooked on a fire when you die. Because you are not a fish. ❜
❛ Take what the moment offers. Don’t close doors. Be thankful. ❜
❛ How many others have stood in this place? Left behind, with all gone, all swept away. ❜
❛ Is it disapproval or extreme lust? With some men it’s hard to tell the difference. ❜
❛ My hair was driving me crazy, but then … I died. ❜
❛ Seek and ye shall find, eventually. And you found. You’re right, I don’t dispute that. Sorry. ❜
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