Gaara had been in the restroom for a while when they got back. He said he was taking a shower, grabbed a new set of clothes, and went in, Xavyn didn't really worry until the water turned off, and all was quiet for twenty minutes. Xavyn gently knocked on the door, and heard a startled sound before a, 'yeah?' and he asked if he was alright. "Yeah, I'll be right out." Ten minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom in the same clothes he wore when he went in. Xavyn brushed past him to use the toilet, and Gaara set the spare clothes on the bed, glancing at them for a moment longer before he started to put them back in a shoe box, buried deep under the clothes, and odd objects in their closet. He only had the stockings left when he was caught, and froze like a deer in headlights. Xavyn raised a brow, and stepped in the room, shutting the door behind him when he saw the frightened look on Gaara's face. "Whatcha got there?" "They're...stockings." Gaara set them in the box, keeping an eye on his partner, and closed it. "They're pretty." Xavyn took a step closer, and held his hands behind his back.

"Th-thank you." The elder blushed, guard up, and impenetrable as he made his way to the bed, waiting for the other questions Xavyn undoubtedly had. When none came, he looked up, and watched the younger climb onto his lap. "Will you let me see them on you some day?" He knew he would never recieve judgement for any part of his life, but couldn't help the feeling of shame or embarassment from being caught like he had a deadly secret. "Maybe, don't tell the others about this." "Of course I won't." Xavyn kissed Gaara's neck from his collarbone, up to his jaw. "Is that why you took so long in the bathroom?" Gaara's blush darkened, and he nodded. "I had trouble with...with the top. Are you bothered by it?" Xavyn shook his head, and buried his nose in the crook of Gaara's shoulder, and neck area, hands sliding up his partner's sides to hold his upper arms. "I'm not bothered by anything you do, baby. If it would make you more comfortable, I can pretend I never saw it." "N-no I don't want that." Gaara didn't know what he felt as his partner, who previously used to be a nervous wreck, was making his stomach flutter with sweet words, and gentle touches.

He moaned when his neck was nipped, and he gently pushed Xavyn back. "I'll...I'll put it on." "You sure?" Gaara nodded, and shed his clothes as he walked to the closet. "Um...keep your eyes closed 'til I tell you to look." Xavyn covered his eyes, and spun around so his back was facing his nervous partner, who eagerly grabbed the box, stripped nude, and began tugging on the maid's dress, then the stockings. He even pulled out the choker that came with it, and put it on as a finishing touch. "Everything ok?" Xavyn spoke for the first time since he covered his eyes. "Yes, I think I'm done." A quick turn of Gaara's head, and stretch of his legs confirmed his words, and he moved to stand in front of Xavyn, gently taking, and lowering his hands from his face. "Open your eyes." Xavyn obeyed, and hungrily drank in the sight his boyfriend made, a tent popping up in his pants. The younger moaned, and reached out to touch, Gaara leaned closer to allow it.

Gentle hands grasped at the fabric, and trailed along the material, fingertips brushing the flesh it rested against. "You look...so beautiful, Gaara." "Yeah?" "Fuck yeah." In one quick motion, Xavyn leaned up, grabbed his partner, and fell back, hauling Gaara with him as he kissed him deep, and needy. Gaara straddled the younger, and gripped his shoulder as he reached between their bodies to tug the dress up a bit. Xavyn's cock throbbed in his pants, and couldn't resist the urge to roll his hips against Gaara's. "Wh-what is this? I-I feel like I just...I just wanna bend you over, and fuck you senseless." Gaara let his head drop with a moan. "Do it, Xavyn. Please, please fuck me." "I've never topped before, I...I don't know what to do to." Gaara sat up, and got his partner's pants undone, tugging them down, and Xavyn lifted his hips to help. "I'll help you out. Get the lube." Xavyn scrambled to obey, and nearly tripped trying to kick his pants off his ankles before he grabbed the oily substance. Gaara didn't bother putting any underwear on since he had a feeling they would end up tangled in the sheets.

He leaned against the wall, and fiddled with the hem of the dress as Xavyn got his shirt off, and made his way back to the bed. "S-so now what?" Gaara got onto his hands, and knees, and crawled to the edge of the bed, making Xavyn's stomach flutter. "Oh my gods you're so fucking hot." He was having trouble not cumming then, and there. Gaara gripped Xavyn's hips, and leaned forward to kiss at his hipbones, inching close to his cock, but not touching it. The roles had been reversed, and he didn't know what the rules were. "P-put your mouth on me." The elder leaned back, and licked at the leaking tip a couple times. "So hard for me already, Daddy must like what he sees." That word tugged at something deep inside the younger, and he moaned low, and dangerous. It was like a switch flipped in his head, and he fisted Gaara's hair. "You're damn right I like what I see. You got a pretty mouth, but let's see if we can put it to better use than talking." Gaara shivered, and opened his mouth as he was nudged closer to the straining erection in front of him.

He took it in, and sucked gently at it while his tongue massaged at the underside. Xavyn threw his head back, and pet at Gaara's hair. "Fuck, no wonder you like me doing this so much." His moan turned into little, pathetic whimpers, and he warned the other of his fast approaching orgasm. Gaara pulled back, releasing the organ with a pop, and looked up at Xavyn who panted harshly at the denial. "Why'd you stop, are you ok?" "I want you to cum in me." Xavyn knew he could cum again, he never had just one orgasm, but respected his partner's wishes. "How do you want me?" He asked, running his fingers through the elder's hair. Gaara turned around, and laid on his knees, arms folded under his chest, and ass in the air, over the edge of the bed. Xavyn bent down, and peppered the other's neck with kisses while his hands slid up the backs of Gaara's thighs to cup, and squeeze at his ass cheeks, the elder responding by pushing back against the hands. "So eager for my cock, have you thought about this before? Being fucked in a maid dress?" "Yes, I have."

Xavyn chuckled, and pushed the dress up to Gaara's back, enough to keep it from getting dirty as he lubed his fingers, and pressed one into his over-eager partner. "Xavyn, please I need your cock inside me. I'm ready for it." He got cut off by a sudden moan as Xavyn probed at his prostate, dragging his fingers over the bundle of nerves as he added a second digit. "Gaara you don't know what you do to me like this." The elder rocked his hips back to meet Xavyn's hand, and jumped in surprise when a cool, slick hand grasped his cock, and tugged lazily. "D-Daddy please fuck me!" "Alright, baby, relax." Gaara nodded, and took slower breaths in an attempt to ease his frantic heart rate as Xavyn withdrew his hands from the other's body, only to place one on Gaara's hip, and keep a grip on his cock as he started to push in, then he stilled. "Still good?" "Y-yeah, keep going." Xavyn moved slow until his hips were snug against Gaara's, and they both moaned out in ecstacy. "S-so tight! Oh my gods. How you doin', sweetheart?" "I'm ok, it's good." After taking a minute to adjust, Xavyn rocked his hips to get a feel for the foreign movement.

"Think I got it." "P-pull your hips back, then push in, and try to go slow. I like to feel every inch." The thought of Gaara fucking himself in a maid outfit made Xavyn shiver, and obey. The quiet moans were music to Xavyn's ears, and he bent down to nip at Gaara's neck, then his ear, and the elder's back arched as his prostate was nudged once again. "D-Daddy!" Xavyn moaned against the shell of Gaara's ear, and gripped his shoulders, holding the other back, so he could really drive into that spot, as he fucked deep into Gaara's body. "C-Can I go faster?" "Y-yes please!" Gaara choked on his noises as his partner fucked into him like there was no tomorrow, and he felt like a ragdoll being played with, he gripped the bedsheet like a lifeline. Xavyn forced himself to calm down some in an effort to bring his partner to orgasm first; he moved one hand to tweak, and pinch Gaara's left nipple, while the other hand wrapped around his cock once more. Xavyn buried his throaty moans in his partner's sweat soaked dress, biting at the material to try, and stifle himself, while the elder cried out, unable to quiet himself.

"C-cum! Daddy, I'm gonna cum!" The near panicked tone in Gaara's voice drew the younger's attention, and he pumped the elder quickly, swiping his thumb over the oozing slit, and he managed to lift himself to speak over Gaara's shoulder. "Cum for me, baby. Hngh! C-cum for Daddy." It happened at the same time; Gaara shrieked as he saw stars, and clawed desperately at the sheets beneath him, body trembling from head to toe, Xavyn muffled a series of whines into the outfit he was biting. Aftershocks of raw pleasure made them hyper-sensetive to all movement as the younger pulled out, and fell on his butt on the floor by the bed. He let himself lay there while he watched his partner's body crumple against the sheets. "Are...you...ok?" Xavyn asked, gasping for air. A quiet, nearly inaudible, 'mhm' came from the bed, and the younger hauled himself up to collapse next to his exhausted boyfriend. "Does it hurt?" He asked, brushing hair out of Gaara's eyes, and twirling a strand around his finger. "No more than...it should." Sleepy as he was, the elder didn't want to stay in the outfit any longer, and he rid himself of the dress, keeping everything else on.

Xavyn moved himself up to the pillow, and patted the spot next to him, which Gaara quickly occupied. They curled up around each other, Xavyn kissed his partner until he stole the air from the other's lungs, and Gaara pulled back to breathe. The Jinchuriki brought his hands up to cup his boyfriend's face, and kiss his nose, then the eyelids as Xavyn gently closed them. "Did I do ok?" A chuckle from the other made his heart stop for a second, thinking he did it wrong. "Yes, it was perfect. It was better than my wildest fantasies, Cupcake. You did so well, I don't think masturbating in the outfit would bring me enough pleasure anymore." Xavyn pulled his partner as close to his body as he could without smushing him, and he kissed him dizzy. Fingers tangled in hair, tongues danced with a burning passion only soulmates could share, legs crossed over each other protectively, and tiny noises of contentment, and pleasure passed between the two. Even Shukaku seemed to be still, and happy, deep inside Gaara.