#garra

You both were on the streets as children. That’s one reason he was able to marry you. That’s the impression he’s given you for the past month at least. As Kazekage, many people have been wanting to marry or court him. Many have tried to get his attention and even tried catching him outside of his home.

After hearing his concerns and having to even get him out of situations herself, Temari suggested he just get it out of the way and date even though he knew he wasn’t going to go all the way with someone. Gaara wasn’t someone for any romance or needs, so he found the statement a hassle. But she was persistent in reminding him every day until one time, later that same day Gaara had you in particular summoned to his desk.

Standing there, you waited until he lifted his head from his papers.

“Today we start dating. And tomorrow we will get married.” Obviously his words were a shock. You’d only met him a couple years ago after the war. He’s a regular at your noodle and barbecue shop so coming here at this time in the morning, you thought he wanted some kind of dish while he worked. But this..

“I-.. I’m sorry Lord Kazekage.. do you have the right girl?.. maybe there’s another y/n in the village I haven’t heard of?”

“Mm. No.. you’re the woman who owns the ramen shop. Correct?” Slowly you nodded and he nodded after you.

“I’m not mistaken.”

“..may I ask exactly why.. is it that you want me to marry you Lord Kazekage?” He was silent for a second before looking back down at his paper.

“I guess you can just call me by my name.. I’m not forcing you nor am I asking.. I just need the village and its elders off my back for a while.. and marrying will definitely do that for me.” Flipping the paper on his desk, he exhaled deeply before looking up at you. “And having this plan, you were the first woman that came to mind for some reason.” He kept his eyes on you and your confused look.

“Do what you want and have what you want from me. But know that I'm not interested in growing a strong relationship. Nor am I interested in children or anything of that sort.” He spoke all stoic, not showing any expression in what he just said. His presence was satire and demeanor was stale but you could tell he was genuine in what he was talking about. “Well?”

“..okay.. but if we’re just marrying to get the elders and village to be quiet.. then.” You replayed what he said in your head about not wanting a relationship.

“Then?”

“..nothing..”

“Well. If you have no questions then that’s settled then. We will marry tomorrow.” You fumbled with your fingers as you watched him look back down at his work. “I won’t hold you here any longer.” After a second, you gave him a bow.

“Yes Lord Kazekage.” When you stepped out, it seemed like a dream you didn’t know how to wake up from. It happened so fast and so unexpectedly that when you got home and prepared for the night at work, you’d forgotten all about what he said until the next day.

Now, it’s been a month since then. People started treating you differently, with more respect to your face but you could feel their stares and rumors on how the ramen and grill shop owner ended up marrying the Kazekage.

At first your shop suffered in numbers because of jealousy or hate but because of its popularity, most of the crowd came back after less than a few days.

Today you took a day to yourself staying at home

And getting a few things done. That is until you heard your doorbell ring. It was Temari so far into this marriage the one you’ve seen more was his sister and not him.

“Oh hey Temari.. what’s going on.”

“Hey y/n. I stopped by your shop but you’re closed today? Is everything alright?”

“Yeah I just have a lot to do today, cleaning up and restocking. Haven’t had a day off in a while. But yeah what’s up, did you need help with something?.”

“Uh no not really.. I know I shouldn’t be coming to you about this. Really he was supposed to but.. you know Gaara. He doesn’t know what to do for a girl and.. since you two are married he should take you out on dates. But when I mentioned it he pretty much shut down.”

“Oh.. well.” You looked to the side a little when she mentioned that. “Before we got married the Kazekage mentioned not wanting a relationship.. so I assumed dates and typical married couple things weren’t going to happen.”

“He did what?”

“Yeah.” You laughed a little nervously before she sighed like she was aggravated.

“I’ll be back. Enjoy your day off.” She gave you a small smile before turning and walking off.

“Okay.. see ya.” You watched her for a second before going back inside.

By the time you finished up inside your home, you had gone to the shop. After cleaning and restocking, you made it back home an hour after the sun had set.

Coming up to your house with food in your hands, you saw someone standing right outside your door. Walking closer you saw it was Gaara. But he was standing far from the door with a look on his face as if he was debating on knocking.

“Lord Kazekage?” His ears basically perked up hearing you call for him. Turning, he watched as you walked closer. Gaara had this look on his face. Like he was both shocked but relieved to have seen you. “What are you doing here at this hour?”

“I know it’s late.. but I feel like maybe I should.. start talking to you more.”

“Oh?.. where’s this coming from?” You giggled a little under your breath not expecting that at all from him.

“..I don’t know much about these things.. but I trust my sister. She says I should be around more.. put down my pen and actually be married.. I know I kind of pushed you into this and told you I didn’t want a relationship but.. I guess this past month I’ve grown to enjoy being around you.. though it wasn’t often. I guess that’s why I was around your shop so much as a customer. Even finding my way there when I don’t mean to.” Hearing all of this was a bit of a shock. Not to mention how plain and straightforward he was being. But you could tell he was being honest.

“..come in. I’ll make something to eat.” After giving him a light smile, he followed behind you while you went to the kitchen and put down your food. “What do you feel like eating?” Turning, you watched as he just stood watching you in the common area.

“Nothing special.” Looking up now at your eyes, he had that same look on his face that he always has. “I don’t mean to take up your time cooking.”

“Really it’s no big deal.” Turning back, you managed to put together just what he likes based on what he orders as his regular. While plating his food, you felt a pair of eyes on your back. “How long have you been there?” Turning your head, you saw Gaara was now standing in the kitchen near the fridge not far from you. His eyes were on your body again. But they quickly snapped back to your eyes.

“Not long.. I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“No it’s alright.” You gave him a light smile and continued. While getting utensils, you heard him step closer, much closer. Turing, he was so close you couldn’t help but blush.

“..I know what I said was.. suggesting a separated life.. but recently I’ve-... I’m not used to this kind of thing.. and I don’t know if you’ll have me as more than some kind of contract.”

“Where is this coming from..” he stayed still, you could tell he was overthinking it. You had to admit he is attractive. And a man with power always did catch your eye. Over all, this marriage never was a burden to you, it just came at a surprise and so fast that it didn’t feel real. But Lord Kazekage has always been good to you. As a shop owner and his wife, though you’ve barely seen him, Gaara has never treated you wrong.

“I will.” Lightly putting your hand on his chest, you could see his jaw clench and throat move as he swallowed nervously.

“I’m not asking you to love me.”

“I know. You don’t have to ask, I just will.” Giving him a light smile, you watched his eyes explore your face for the first time. From your eyes, to your cheeks, your nose, then your lips. They got stuck there for a second before glancing back at your eyes.

With a light chuckle your breath. You stood on your tiptoes, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to-“ before you could even finish your sentence, Gaara pushed his lips against yours. Your body froze for a second before you kissed back.

It was simple, gentle and slow, not lasting too long. When you pulled away. His eyes were low, almost closed and stuck on your lips. The both of you stayed silent while his hands hovered around your hips.

Pulling your gaze from his eyes, you turned your head trying to hide your smile.

“Your food will get cold.” Pulling your hand from his chest, your turned around to continue what you were doing. But his eyes still lingered, you could feel them before his hands touched your waist.

“Tell me why I feel this way.” He spoke quietly with desire lacing his voice. “Is this what being married does to you?” Your stomach fell to your feet as you stood still. His hands were gentle, holding a curious grip.

“What do you mean.”

“I don’t want to let you go.. I want another kiss.. I shouldn't talk like this.” Pushing your thighs together, you bit your lip and planted your hands on the counter. But then he let go of your waist about to step away, until you reached back and slowly pulled his hands back.

“You can do that.” Pulling his hands forward more, you let him feel across your stomach as he stood behind you. “You can touch me.” Looking over your shoulder, Gaara’s eyes were glued on you, focused on what his hands could feel as his face slowly grew red.

Reaching back, you tugged his shirt to pull his body closer, letting his hips press against your ass. At first he moved back, but came back pressing against you more.

With taking a deep breath, you bit your lip before he spoke.

“Why do I want.. your clothes off so bad..”

“You haven’t felt like this before?” He shook his head and swallowed before speaking in a low and breathy voice.

“Not like this.. this warm and..” pressing himself against you, letting you feel as he stretched his pants, your hips pushed against the counter. Gaara’s breathing shook before reaching up and pulling you to sit up gently by your arm and hip before pressing his lips against yours. “I don’t mean to be out of place.” You shook your head lightly before kissing him more while one hand reached behind you messing with his pants as the other comes through his hair.

Pulling away from your lips he looked down, watching what you were doing. After a second he helped you, undoing his pants while you started with your clothes. Pushing the down, letting him see and gently feel your panties.

His hands hovered over you while watching everything besides your under clothes fall. Pulling at his collar with one hand, he then rubbed his mouth as other hand moved over his cock that struggled in his boxers.

When you felt him come back pressing himself against you again, you moved his food out of the way so there wasn’t a mess to clean up. Holding onto the counter with one hand, his hands held onto your waist before you reached down and moved your panties out of the way. Pushing his hips into you, his length pushed forward dragging past your slit in the process. It practically lined out exactly where and how deep it was going to hit, sending chills up your spine.

With his hand pushed himself against you adding to the friction and spreading your slick all across him. Pushing your hips back, you traced the friction letting it rub across your clit.

“Shit-“ biting your lip, you got lost in the friction and so did he, pushing his hips until he wanted more.

“I wanna feel inside you.. that’s okay with you right?” His eyes watched your lower back squirm at the sound of his voice. And the second he saw you nod in response, he pulled his hips back, slowly dragging out that feeling before pushing his tip in.

Gaara’s eyes just watched in awe as your back arched into him, wanting more. So he gave it to you, pushing in as far as he could before he froze at how tight you were. His hands clung to your waist, holding on tight.

Biting your lip, you held your breath before letting out a moan just at the feeling of him stretching you.

Leaning forward, his lips kissed your shoulder gently as he mumbled something under his breath. Pushing yourself back, his sentence got louder.

“so FUCK-cking tight wait- wait for me.” His breathing stuttered as he tried gathering himself. “Please.” All you could do was clench in response to his words, which didn’t help his case at all. “Ah-“ pulling out a little, he took a sharp inhale before he moved closer, shoving himself even further.

“Ah-shit-“ your hands held onto the edge of the counter before he started to move, getting the hang of the buzz feeling that started a new obsession for the both of you.

You were tight, so tight that he felt too big. It being both of your first times, you didn’t know how it would feel, but him making himself so deep already wasn’t what you were expecting so early.

Gaara’s hands stayed put clinging to your waist as his eyes and dick couldn’t get enough of you.

“So this.. is what married couples do.” His eyes grew low, feeling you clench around him in response to just his voice again, making his tip twitch before he picked up the pace.

Nodding, you moaned and reached for the wall to try and keep your place.

“I could get used to this.” His voice was low and concentrated on you in front of him. Closing your eyes, you focused on his pace and how slowly over time it grew fast but stayed gentle as he fell in love with the pleasure.

Your hips hit his hands like bumpers against the counter as each hit pushed you unbalanced. Reaching under you with one hand, he gently rubbed your lower stomach, feeling just where he was.

“Kazekage-.”

“I thought I told you about calling me that.” Though he was right, the feeling of his fingers feeling where he was made you clench and slowly grow overstimulated.

Because of that, it wasn’t long before his hands were all over you. Pushing up on your tippy toes, you tried to get away from his hand, but that just proved an even better angle.

“Fuck yes.” He pushed deeper letting his hips press germ against yours each thrust. Now he was holding you up, making sure you’d stay at that position now pulling and holding you by the hip and lower stomach. “Do you feel that?” Your toes weren’t even on the ground anymore. His rhythm started getting sloppier by the second but he was nowhere near done yet.

“I’m. Not hurting you am I?” His voice was deep and filled with desire as his lips danced up your neck. His words went straight to your clit as you shook your head.

“The c-complete opposite.” You could barely get that out before your voice was taken over by a moan that neither of you expected. Just because he moved his hip over an inch, getting that perfect angle. Then he did it again. And again. Smiling at how loud you were until you came hard, crossing your ankles trying to close your legs. Nothing to grab, nothing to hold onto but that damn kitchen counter. But the worse part of it is he didn’t stop. If you coming did anything, it just added to how addicted he was to your insides.

Gaara picked up the pace wanting to feel more of it all around his cock. Sending your mind over the top almost trying to get away from him because of how much it was too soon.

Then you came again with a groan that forced its way from your throat.

“G-Gaara please-.” But each one of his thrusts pushed out a moan, scrabbling your words until his hands started to shake and his breathing wavered.

Stepping closer, it was like he wanted to go even deeper. The low moans that dragged from his lips made you clench hard around him. But just as you were getting to enjoy the overstretched buzz, Gaara started to drill you into the counter.

Arching your back, you couldn’t take it. Uncrossing your ankles, you bent your knees, curled your toes. Sitting up, he started panting like he was chasing his on tempo until he finally came hard, holding onto you while his heart raced and cock twitched pumping you full. He slowly slowed himself down chasing his high. Using that, your body slowly started to relax but flinch each time his tip pushed in your cervix.

All he was focused on was holding onto you while his heart raced. The both of you were a mess. Being both of your first times, this new feeling made your minds practically malfunction thinking about what you both just did.

“Is it bad that... I wanna do it again?”

3099 words

12/7/25

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