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Deep in a Suna bunker, buried under millions of sand granules, a green-clad leaf ninja struggled against sandy tentacles.
Lee been kidnapped right off the streets of Konoha! Gaara had come to visit him, offering a pink-wrapped confectionary from Suna as a souvenir. It’d only taken two bites to send him into a dreamless sleep. His heart savagely twisted when he came to the devastating realization that Gaara was at fault for this entire situation. His dear friend. Or rather, a man he had believed was a friend. He’d been a fool.
Lee forced open his sleep crusted eyes to a terrifying sight. Gaara, in all his glory, loomed above him. His face remained shadowed in the darkness of the bunker, yet his teal eyes glittered like a feral wildcat’s. A look behind Gaara’s head revealed tendrils composed of sand hovering around him like demented bodyguards.
Before he could blink, these tendrils tore at Lee’s green jumpsuit with a vigor that sent dread dripping down his spine. He had a sinking suspicion he wouldn’t leave the bunker as same man he was going in.
The sand covered every inch of his body as it ate away at his clothing. Even his yell of horror was muffled as the sand acted as a makeshift gag. “Mmmph!”
Lee watched in terror as, first, his chest of exposed to the bare air but the tentacles showed no sign of stopping. His thighs began to tremble when the sand began work on his crotch. Gaara couldn’t. He… he’d worked so hard to keep it a secret all these years.
Lee felt his whole world crumbling. He could scarcely breathe as he prepared to deal with the fallout of what a Kazekage could do with this knowledge. The damage he could do.
The only reaction Gaara even registered from the restrained man was a muffled moan of agony.
However, the Kazekage’s eyes widened in surprise when his sand finally stripped Lee’s most private, softest part.
“You have a pussy?”
A hunger ignited in the teals of his eyes as a too wide grin stretched his face. The jinchuriki’s sand violently ripped a crude hole around Lee’s genitals, revealing two fat rosy pussy lips.
The sand gag was finally taken away to allow Lee to talk but he simply let out a strangled moan of distress.
“Do not! Not there! Do not touch me!”
His legs, strengthened over years of torturous training, failed to even close at Lee’s command. The manacles of sand restraining his ankles tightened a dangerous degree as Garra shook his head.
“Remember Lee, if you don’t cooperate I can always bring your little friends and sensei over as an audience. That way they can enjoy your little cunt too.”
The Konoha’s nin’s face crumpled in agony at the threat. He screamed in frustration. “Why?!? What have I ever done to you?!”
Genuine confusion spread over Gaara’s face. “You’ve never done anything wrong. In fact, it was your purity and earnestness that attracted me to you.” He couldn’t help a nostalgic smile. “Seven years ago I watched you compete in the chunin exams and for seven years now I’ve longed to get a taste of you.”
While Gaara monologued, his sand teased the seam of his wet cunt and two tendrils grabbed a lip each to spread it. Lee whole body began to uncontrollably tremble as he felt a cool breeze on a location he’d tried to ignore his whole life. “N-no!”
Gaara shushed the restrained man as he continued. “But now… I can finally do anything and everything I’ve ever wanted to do with you.” He strode closer to Lee and purposely dropped the sand armor on his hands. His fingers ran feather light along Lee’s left lip then veered up towards his clit. Ignoring Lee’s shaking head, Gaara pinched it.
“Nnggggff!” Lee’s back arched as his cunt immediately drooled all over the sand nin’s hand.
“Such a greedy little thing.” A light slap was administered to his clit and Lee’s eyes were crossing. “Unusually sensitive too.”
A steady stream of tears were already flowing over Lee’s cheeks. “No more… no..”
Gaara chuckled at his state. “If you’re already like this, what’s going to happen when I fuck you?”
Lee hiccuped. “I… I thought we were friends.”
The sand nin’s face was immediately marred by a frown. “Of course we are. We’ve been friends ever since Kimimaro. And now… we’re finally taking the next step in our relationship.”
“Does this look like something friends would do? Garra you-” Lee’s voice trailed off into a keen when Gaara’s hands began wandering too close to his opening.
The redhead appreciatively petted the thick folds of Lee’s pussy as he teased the opening. “You’re so wet, Lee. Anyone could accidentally slip in.” Stars bursted behind Lee’s eyes when Gaara aimed a devastating slap to his clit. “But you would never show your cunt to anyone else would you?”
What hope remaining in Lee shriveled and died when he answered with a sob. “N-no… no I’m yours.”
A feeling of completeness bloomed in Gaara’s very soul when he heard the answer. He vowed that second that he would never let the Green Beast of Konoda go again.