Literature
NaruGaa Drabble - Mpreg
Gaara lifted his hand slightly out of the warm water to tuck a peice of hair behind his ear, eyes lidded. He sat with his knees bent just so that they poked out from the water. His stomach was poking out of the water, too, wet and smooth. Gaara smiled and brought his hand down, rubbing the pale, dripping skin. He traced circles on it, smilling some at the ripples sent through the water by the kicks his daughter gave. "Ah, Natsuko..." He mummered. "You enjoy the water, don't you?" He asked. He got a small kick in response, then smiled. He rubbed the perfectly curved stomach, splashing it some. The water trickled down the smooth skin, leaving s