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Ours #7

(Shikamaru Nara)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to Pnpk 1013]

Requested by: Anonymous

Word Count: 3,404

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

DDLG Themes: Financial Control, Diet Control

DDLG dynamic explanation

Spanking

Also, Choji is 100% someone who'd call everyone chica regardless of age or gender

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My shoes eagerly tap against the pavement as I race forward, beelining toward Choji. A sigh and a 'Be careful!' spill from Shikamaru as he strolls after me, eyes glancing around for possible dangers he's not going to find.

"Cho!" I cheer, body slamming into the man who barely moves from my actions. "I didn't you were coming too!"

"Naruto invited me this morning. He didn't want to third wheel," he explains, lifting me off my feet a bit before settling me in front of his friend. "You shouldn't be running ahead like that. What if something happened?"

I groan, leaning into Shikamaru as I do so. "You two seem to forget I'm a Shinobi too."

"I haven't forgotten. You're a... decent Shinobi."

"My apologies Mr Jonin. Not all of us are born with massive heads and big brains," I tease back, poking fun at Shika's higher ranking.

Naruto laughs at my joke, his obnoxiously white teeth standing out just as much as his whiskers. "The Mrs has the mouth to keep up with your insults, doesn't she Shikamaru?"

"Ya, she does," he mumbles, a hint of a smile on his face. "This is already a drag. Let's get going," he grumbles, fixing our placement on the road so I'm stuck between the line of buildings and himself.

As we walk, Cho and Naruto chill behind us and Shika occasionally bumps into me, shifting me closer to the buildings. "What's Shikamaru doing?" Naruto - attempts - to whisper, his closeness and lack of a quieter level making it easy to pick up on his words.

Choji lets out a hum, turning toward the blonde boy before shifting his focus to Shika. "He doesn't like it when he's not between the Mrs and the open public, so she's usually closest to the side."

"Oh," Naruto mumbles, confusion laced in his tone. "That's a little weird."

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"This is such a drag," Shika grumbles, the voice making it to me despite the distance between us. The curtain of his dressing room snaps open, the rings on the bar shrieking as they're shifted. "What about this one?" He asks, walking out of the small room to show us the dress shirt he chose to try on.

"You look handsome in that too," I tell him, sending him a smile.

"You think I look handsome in everything," he grumbles, turning to check himself in the mirror.

"No, you don't. I think you look flushed out in purple and yellow makes your skin tone look like that of a ghost's," I counter, letting my eyes crawl up and down his back. "I liked the shirt you tried on before this one better."

"I second that," Cho pipes up from his stretched-out spot in one of the dressing room chairs.

"I'll get that one then," Shika murmurs, heading back behind his dressing curtain. "Pretty Girl?" He calls over the sound of shuffling clothes. "Can you go find Naruto for me?"

"Why?"

Shika pokes his head out from the curtain, exposing some of his chest and some of the love nicks I littered on them. "He's an idiot that dresses in bright orange most of the time. He doesn't get to pick out his formal attire."

"Ya, I can do that for you," I utter, my eyes ping-ponging between the dark shading of Shikamaru's chest.

Choji chuckles, sending a knowing glance toward his friend and getting a glare back before Shika disappears behind the curtain again. "Somebody had a good night last night," he teases, sending his knowing glance my way this time.

"Jealous much, Cho?" I tease back, standing up and glancing around the shop in search of Shika's fox friend.

"No, at the rate you two are on each other, I'm pretty sure my dick would be permanently deflated by day three."

We both laugh at that, my eyes snagging on the pointed tips of Naruto's hair. "I'll be back," I mutter, heading in the direction of said fox-n-friend. It doesn't take long for me to end up behind him, Naruto still unaware as he looks at the different bracelets, a pile of dress shirts, and slacks in his arms. "Naruto!"

"Hey!" He barks out, turning around with his signature toothy smile on his face. "You a scared me a bit, Mini Nara."

"Don't call me that," I tell him, a smile on my face as well, hoping to come off gentle and not angry. I'm not upset by it, it just tickles my nerves on occasion; this being one of those occasions. "I love Shikamaru and I love getting to be his wife soon, being known as his wife, but I'm still a separate person from him."

"I didn't mean anything by it, you two just seem..." he lets out a nervous laugh, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. "Is Shikamaru done trying on clothes now?"

"Ya, he is. He sent me out to find you so you could try on a few shirts and such."

"Well, lead the way," Naruto says, the nervousness gone from his voice.

I do just that, slowly heading back towards the dressing rooms, taking my time as I walk so I can look at the different items littering the shelves. A layered chain necklace catches my attention, making me stop in my tracks. I toy with the jewelry, testing out the weight and feel of it.

"What are you looking at?" Naruto asks, his head peeking over my shoulder. "Oh! That's pretty!"

"I think so too," I mutter, flipping the price tag. The necklace is only three thousand yen, but it's towards the end of the month so my allowance for unneeded personal items is pretty low. I tug it off its rack, deciding the worst that can happen is Shikamaru telling me no.

"Shika! Shika, Shika, Shika," I call, finishing my walk towards the other half of our group, Naruto and his bundle of clothes in tow.

"Pretty Girl, Pretty Girl, Pretty Girl," he calls back, tipping his head back in the chair he's slouched in. "What did you find?"

"A fox," I tease, pointing at Naruto before shaking the necklace I found. "And this pretty necklace." I lean against the chair Shikamaru is sitting in, dangling my necklace in front of his face so he can see it better.

"How much is it?" He asks, taking the jewelry from me before he turns it over. "No."

"Why?" I whine, snatching it back from him. "It's only three thousand yen."

"Ya, five hundred yen over your allowance," Shika explains, gripping my arm to tug me around the chair.

"Please?" I continue to whine, settling in the position Shikamaru has put me in. My legs are sandwiched between his, my butt resting on his leg so I'm sitting in his lap. "It's only five hundred yen over. Please? Shika!"

"I told you no. Now stop being an unpretty girl," he groans, a hand sliding against my hip, his fingertips rubbing against my side as a warning to pipe down my whining.

"Sir, please - "

Tap, tap, tap.

" - ah!" I whine, popping out a pout as I wrap my fingers around Shikamaru's that are rubbing against my new sore spot. "I'll come back tomorrow and buy it by myself then."

Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap -

Naruto springs forward, latching to Shika's wrist and tugging it away from me. "It's not that big of a deal, Shikamaru. It's only five hundred yen over her... allowance," he says the word like he's not sure if it's real or not. "If it's that big of a deal I'll pay the difference."

Shika shakes his wrist loose, his touch jumping back to soothe my aching skin. "No, she's not getting it. She has an allowance for a reason and she's not allowed to go over that allowance. You're not getting it," he reiterates, digging his fingers into my hip harder.

"But Shika," I start, reaching up to toy with the ends of his ponytail. "It would look so good with the wedding dress ideas I have. I'm going to ask Ino and Hinata to go dress shopping with me while you're away with Lord Sixth."

With that little play, I know I won. At the moment, the only thing Shikamaru craves more than his cigarettes is seeing me walking down the aisle and exchanging our vows. "Well..." he starts, shifting his legs around, making me move around because of it too. "Fine, but you're not wearing it until you go dress shopping."

I squirm in his lap because of my excitement, eagerly snatching his wallet when he takes it out of his pocket. I quickly scurry up to the register, paying for my new necklace before Shikamaru has the chance to change his mind. Finally, I won against him instead of losing like usual.

I thank the cashier, taking my new jewelry, and recite before heading back toward my group. "Shikamaru!"

"Pretty Girl," he hums, hands wrapping around my waist as I settle back into my place.

"You should put my new necklace on," I mutter, dangling it in front of his face again.

“Wait until you try on dresses. That’s the only reason you got it. Stop testing your limits, it makes you a very unpretty girl.”

I lean forward, resting my lips near his ear. “But think of how pretty it’ll look dangling in your face as I ride you.”

Shikamaru’s jaw locks, hands clinging to me as he lets out a long, deep sigh. “You are a spoiled brat,” he grumbles, unpacking my necklace before sliding it around my neck. “Now behave yourself while we help Naruto pick out clothes.”

“Yes, Sir.”

As if Naruto’s ears were ringing, a curtain rips open, the blonde boy strutting out in a mismatched outfit. “So, what do you guys think?” He asks, doing a little circle before checking himself out in the mirror.

“Naruto,” Shika groans, scrunching his eyes as he pinches his nose. “I knew this was going to be a drag, but I didn’t know it was going to be this lame.”

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I stroll down the road, safely tucked to the side like usual, but this time it's Choji on my other side with Naruto and Shikamaru walking in front of us. Cho's stomach has been growling for a couple of minutes, meaning any minute now he'll ask to stop for snacks.

"Hey, Shikamaru?" Choji calls as if he can read my thoughts. "We should pop into a store. I'm getting the munchies."

Shika sighs but does lift his head, spinning it around slowly in search of a stop. "Alright, this way," he grumbles, reaching behind him to grab my hand before he starts crossing the road. I'm happily led forward, excitement evident in the bounce to my step. "Don't trail too far away," he orders, tugging me forward so I'm led through the door with him following.

"Yes Sir!" I chirp, already eyeing the different snacks stacked in the convenience store.

Once Shika does his look over the store, he lets me go so I can walk around. "Only one sugary snack," he calls after me as I walk toward the coolers.

"Yes Sir," I repeat, settling in front of the selection of ramune. I decide on the strawberry, pulling one from the cooler before strolling away to find Choji or the 'healthy' snack section, whichever comes first.

I come across the snack section first, running into Naruto who's eyeing the seaweed chips. "Oh, hey," he greets, smiling as he looks up at me.

"Hey, Naruto," I greet back, standing next to him to look over the dehydrated fruits. Should I get the apple ones or the mango ones?

"I have a question," he mutters, grabbing the chips he's been looking at. I hum in acknowledgment, grabbing both the apple and mango bags. "Why aren't you getting pocky box? That's usually what you snack on."

"Shika said I could only have one sugary snack and I want a bubble drink more than I want a pocky box," I shortly explain, tossing him a smile as he looks down at me confused.

"Oh..."

"I'm going to go find Shikamaru," I tell him before turning on my heels, set on finding my fiancé so he can pay for my snacks.

It doesn't take long, the nic addict being two aisles away. "Hey, Pretty Girl," he mutters, resting his arm around me, fingertips clinging to my hip bone as he looks over the different magazines. "What did you decide on?"

"A strawberry ramune, a bag of apple chunks, and a bag of mango chunks."

He hums in approval, gently pushing me toward the register. "Let's pay and wait outside for the other two," Shika mumbles, already pulling out his wallet. I do as requested, heading toward the front, resting my stuff on the counter, and then following him outside to wait for our friends.

Shikamaru takes the free time to smoke a cigarette, the lit stick hanging between his lips as he opens my drink and pops open the apple bag for me. "Pretty girl," he coos, handing the bag to me.

Giddiness fills me from the praise as I lean against the wall next to him, enjoying my treat as we wait. Half my drink, a few shared apple slices, and most of Shika's cigarette later, the bell above the door rings because Naruto and Choji leaving the store.

"When are you going to kick that habit?" Cho asks, popping open his bag. He got a bag of potato chips, sparking my interest a bit.

"Probably never," Shika grumbles, lifting his foot to snuff the spark on his shoe before tossing the dead stick into the trash. "I need to swing by the academy. I have a question for Shino."

"Off to the academy!" Naruto cheers around a mouthful of the seaweed chips he got.

"Hey, Cho?" I ask, falling into place next to Shikamaru, the two of us trailing behind our friends.

"What's up, Chica?"

"Can I have a handful of your chips?"

He glances backward, eyes set on Shikamaru for a moment. "If it's fine with Shika then I don't - "

"What does it matter if Shikamaru is okay with it?" Naruto interrupts, stopping in place, which in turn makes me stop, then Shika, and finally Choji. "She doesn't need permission on what she can and can't eat. If she wants some and Choji doesn't mind sharing that should be the end of the discussion. Shikamaru shouldn't get a say in it."

We all stand there, staring at him and blinking. "Ya, okay," Choji finally says, slowly turning his focus towards Shika. "Can she have some?"

"That's fine. Just a handful or two, she had enough salt with her breakfast this morning," Shikamaru answers, starting up his steps again. With that, Cho dumps a handful of chips into my grasp.

I fall back into stride next to my fiancé, eating my way through my portion of chips. "Hey, Shika?" I ask once I'm done, dusting the crumbs off my hands. He hums, eyes glancing down at me. "Naruto doesn't know that we're..."

"No, I don't think he's picked up on it yet."

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"Shikamaru!" Naruto screams, slamming Shika's office door open before he storms in.

"Naruto," Shika sighs, rubbing his temples as he slowly looks up from his work. "We just spent the whole afternoon together. What could you possibly need from me?"

"I don't like how you treat your Mrs!" He continues to yell, stamping over to the desk before settling in place on the other side. I sit up straight from the spot I've been lying and reading in. This will be interesting.

"What?" Shikamaru asks, rubbing his temples faster as if that'll make Naruto disappear.

"I don't like how you're treating your future wife!" The blonde repeats, crossing his arms over his chest and nodding his head in agreement with himself. "You control too many of her choices. You shouldn't have that much control over your wife's life. She should live it how she wants without you making all her decisions for her."

Shika relaxes in his chair, leaning back, hands knotted on his chest, and a smug smile on his face. "Oh ya?"

"Yes! If your lady wants to buy something for herself she should. If she wants to eat something she should be able to without your permission. She is an adult, an independent young lady, and a pretty good chunin." Shika nods his head along with Naruto's rant, his smugness only growing the longer the ramble goes on. "And - "

"Naruto," Shikamaru interrupts, his eyes flickering toward me to check if I'm paying attention. He softly smiles at me when he notices where my focus is, soon switching his focus back to his friend. "I assure you my lady is more than fine with the ways our relationship works."

"I don't think she is," Naruto huffs, reinforcing his 'angry face' that mostly makes him look like a smushed dumpling.

"My Mrs is more than happy with our situation. She's the one that wanted it set up how it is."

"Why would anyone want someone else making all their decisions for them? Tracking everything they do?"

Shika hums softly, glancing at me for a second. "Our relationship dynamic helps my Pretty Girl take care of herself. Some side effects of her mental situation make it hard for her to monitor things like her spending, food intake, sleep schedule, and even her self-care. Having a DDLG setup helps her take care of herself and I like taking care of her so it works for the both of us."

Naruto stays quiet for a second, slowly blinking as he looks at Shikamaru. "D-D-L-G?" He mutters, uncrossing his arms.

"It stands for daddy dom and little girl. We don't use those titles because they're a little..." Shika scrunches his nose during his stalled speech. "Different names just work better for us."

"It just sounds like you're controlling her."

"It's not," Shikamaru mumbles, shifting so his head is propped on his arm. "I just take on a sort of caregiver role. I set up rules and expectations for her, things like healthy eating habits and keeping up on chores and such."

"So, what? If she doesn't sweep the floor you hit her or whatever?" Naruto mumbles, referring to the taps I got earlier in the day for my meltdown in the store.

"I don't consider it hitting."

"Your hand made contact with your fiancé's body. That's hitting."

Shikamaru shrugs, his eyes falling closed as he thinks over how to explain it. "I don't consider it hitting because if my Pretty Girl ever said stop I would. Instantly. No matter what it is. I don't do anything to her that she's not okay with. Everything I do is stuff she's asked me to do or something we agreed would help her."

Naruto shifts in his spot for a while, rolling Shika's words over in his head. "So like... you act like... like her dad and... her husband?"

"Sure, Naruto."

"And she's fine with it? All of it?" Shikamaru shakes his head yes, letting out a soft sigh as he does so. "And if tomorrow she woke up and went 'I don't want you telling me what I can and can't eat'...?"

"I wouldn't anymore. Like I said, I don't do anything she doesn't want me to do. Everything is on my Pretty Girl's ruling. It might seem like I'm in charge but I'm not, at all. She's the boss, I'm just here for the ride."

"Oh... well... that's good," Naruto mumbles, being a bit dumbfounded. "Sorry for meddling."

Shikamaru shrugs again, a soft smile on his face. "I don't mind. I like knowing I'm not the only one looking out for her. Besides, Choji almost beat my ass the first time he saw me tap her hip so I appreciate you talking to me instead of attacking me."

"Ah... okay... I'm... I'm going to leave now," Naruto mumbles, pointing toward the door before turning in his heels.

Once he's out the door, I burst into laughter. "What the actual hell was that?"

"Naruto at his best," Shikamaru answers, another soft smile on his face. "Come here Pretty Girl, I want to hold you."

"Yes Sir!" I chirp, jumping up from my spot.

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