#shikamaru nara smut

[skyahri]

How They'd Do You |Naruto Men X Reader| HC

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Madara Uchiha, and Naruto Uzumaki.

Summary: How they are in bed.

Warnings: NSFW. Mentions of sex and foreplay. Breeding kink, breast and nipple play, head, etc.

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Sasuke Uchiha

Sasuke isn't one to give up control very easily, especially when he's in any sort of vulnerable state.

More often than not, he's on top of you, forcing your legs against your chest and not holding anything back as he thrusts into you.

On the rare occasion he allows you to top, he's still 100% in control. He always ends up taking over towards the end when he can't take it anymore. His release is close, and something in his brain is begging him to rail you.

He wouldn't be into actual choking in fear he'd lose control of his strength, but he's not afraid to use your neck as a handle of sorts to keep your body from moving too much.

Hes the embodiment of a breeding kink.

He's close to his end. He places his hand on your stomach and forces his seed in you.

If he's still got stamina, he's pushing you onto your hands and knees for round two, ass high up in the air.

"Not a single drop spills. Got it?"

Emergency contraceptive is your best friend, but let's be real. It fails sooner rather than later based on the sheer amount you rely on it.

Kakashi Hatake

Foreplay king. He loves head, both giving and receiving, sometimes even at the same time. Nipple play, fingering, whatever it is you're needing, he's providing.

Passionate.

When he does share his mind, it's never a light matter, and sex is no different.

Kissing, hand holding, praising - it's all a very important part of the act for him. He's pouring his heart and soul into you every time you're together.

But don't get it wrong, he's still a man. Those sweet nothings and soft whispers about how much he loves you quickly turn into dirty talk.

"You're such a good girl."

"You look so pretty wrapped around my cock."

"You're mine, you know that?"

He definitely sticks his fingers in your mouth.

After a certain point, he let's his dick do the thinking for him. You don't mind one bit.

He's all about aftercare. Rags or showers or just physical contact, whatever you want, he's got it. He knows he's not always the best at taking care of you, but this is one instance where he's confident about what he's doing.

Shikamaru Nara

My man is lazy and that doesn't change, even in the bedroom.

He usually doesn't go down on you but enjoys when you sit on his face. He'll wrap his arms around to grip your thighs. He's never one to turn down head but doesn't really make foreplay a priority.

Some might call him a pillow princess at first glance, but it's deeper than that. He has the control, he just let's you do the work most of the time.

You may be on top, but his strong grip and guiding fingers tell you exactly what to do.

Sometimes, he doesn't care for the pleasantries that come with dragging it out. He'll nestle between your legs and let his head dip down to your neck.

Lazy thrusts, but that's fine. Deeper is always better than faster.

He doesn't really do dirty talk, but he's definitely not silent. He's vocal, always groaning, maybe he'll tell you that he loves you if he's feeling a certain way.

Madara Uchiha

Most of the time, he's hate fucking you.

There's no time for foreplay when he's immediately slamming you against the wall when he gets home.

Despite all the anger radiating off of him as he mercilessly thrusts into you, he's calling you the sweetest nicknames he can think of. Love or Darling or something of the sort.

He always finishes inside. You're not sure if he's just too busy letting his frustration out to think, or if he's actively trying to get you pregnant.

It's both... sort of. For him, anger is just passion and fuel. It has nothing to do with his actions. He's pumping you full of his cum because he likes to claim you. He wants you to bare his children. He wants people to know you're his.

Aftercare isn't as straightforward for him. He's not offering to clean you up, but he tries to find ways to subtly apologize for turning you into a toy.

Naruto Uzumaki

Naruto runs on pure instinct in every aspect of his life.

He's doing what feels right in the moment and confirming it with you if it's something he's unsure about. (Consent is key).

He's a people pleaser. He's always making sure he takes care of you before he even thinks about himself. Eating you out, fingering, breast play, whatever you want.

He's sloppy. It's just something that always emerges with him. He's placing wet kisses on your neck, his hand placement can sometimes be a bit awkward, but it all adds to the experience.

His head gets so foggy with love and lust that he honestly can't think straight. The way his body takes control and he ravages you in an almost primal way, it's to die for.

[moumouton4]

Could i please request a Shikamaru Nara x fem!reader using the following prompt "Clothes Stay On" 💜

Clothes Stay On ( 2 ) || Shikamaru Nara x fem!reader

A/n : Hello my dear reader, I was so excited to write this when I got the notification and here it is ! It's inspired by the Prompt 14 of the Smutember 2023 with Tomura Shigaraki

A/n 2 : I hope I did Shikamaru's personnality honnor here as I tried to guess how he would be in a more private setting ( I've never watcher Boruto )

Warnings : grinding, clothed sex, penetrative sex implicit, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 1373

Coming early from work usually meant one thing for you and Shikamaru : Sex. Well first resting a bit and then sex for him most of the days. Today was a bit different though since it was a day off for your lover. So that’s clearly excited and a little horny that you arrived at home, knowing that since he got a full day of rest he would surely not waste time before jumping your bones. As you looked at your watch it was 5 pm.

A little knowing smile was plastered on your lips all the way back to your house. You put your keys in the door and unlocked it at the speed of the light, before taking off your shoes and almost sprinting to the living room. He was slumped on the couch, looking up at the sky through the window - it was clearly too cold outside for him to bother to go out. His head turned towards the commotion and an equal but tired-ish smile appeared on his lips. It was undeniable that he was glad and relieved to have you back after a day of work.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, parallel to his body, you bent down before placing a loving kiss on his lips, which he returned eagerly “I missed you” you whispered as you placed your forehead against his still peppering his lips with soft pecks.

“‘missed you to Beautiful” he responded, with hand coming to rest on your thigh as he slowly woke up from his slumbering state.

Your eyes got stuck for a brief second on his hand that was rubbing the flesh of your leg before speaking “Would you mind if we you know shifted to the bedroom ?” As you asked this you expected nothing but a “of course let’s go” knowing how long it has been for both of you, adding to the fact that he had plenty of rest during his long nap day.

Though as his eyes locked onto yours, a smirk made his way on his lips as he answered “Yeah, I’m being quite comfy here”

Your mouth almost dropped as you tried to understand “Oh… okay well then I’m going to retrieve a condom. I’ll be ba-” you started to get up but he pulled you back down.

“We won’t need any to nap”

To… nap ? was he joking with you right ? since ( uh ) when was he the one trying to escape those moments ? His arms encircled your waist and he brought you flush against his warm and strong body.

“Shikamaru, what are you doing ?” you asked, our voice slightly muffled against his chest.

“Shh it’s going to rain soon” he only whispered. Was he serious ? like he was just going to listen to the rain and take another little nap, maybe the 300th this day while his needy girlfriend is slouched over him.

“You’re joking aren’t you ?” you asked, taking in the scent of his hair, he must have taken a shower because he smelled divinely.

“I think it’s better if we waited for tomorrow” he murmured back as if nothing, knowing him he clearly didn't mean any of this ( it is nothing you can say no and it must be respected but for the purpose of the fic we’re going to go another way )

“Shika, it's been 3 days” you stated.

“I know”

“Then why cancel when we could have our way now that it’s still early ?”

“Don’t worry you’ll get it one day” his arms tightened around you. That little tease, you could clearly see the smirk on his damn face and he played with your mind.

After a moment you decided that you would try to ignore the throb between your legs and actually rest with the sound of the rain as background. But then you felt something poking you “You know you could make it a little less obvious you know ?” this time it was your turn to tease him.

“My body responses are getting almost as troublesome as you woman” he sounded like he was pouting.

You chuckled “I seriously can’t understand you being so lazy even after a day of rest” ( those are somehow the worst sometimes ) “But don’t worry I’ve got an idea” and with that you slowly dragged your hips back and forth.

A low groan escaped his lips as he felt the heat of your clothed core grind on his hardening member “Mmh so clothes stay on ? I see you’re smarter than you seem”

“I’m also doing all the work so you better be grateful” you outbid, knowing that he was only jesting.

You kept grounding your center on his like this for what felt like an eternity ( 15 min lmao ). The heat was oh so slowly building inside you both, at this point if one looked a wet spot could be clearly noticeable on your pants, while on the other hand you managed to make quite a tent in Shikamaru’s.

“When is it you plan on helping me ?” you muttered, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on your forehead.

“Help ? With such a mouth I thought you were going to do it on your own. Thank gosh I’m allowed to participate”

“Come on don’t keep me waiting”

“What can’t handle a little tease from your man ?”

“You know I was horn- oh” you stuttered as you felt him grab your hips tightly and meet your grinding with those tantalizing thrusts of his. His dick was so hard it was almost painful not to have it inside you. Soon the soft and muffled sounds of your clothed bodies started to fill the room.

In no time he made you a moaning mess as he sped his pace. His mouth found its place against your neck as he grunted how wet you must be since he could feel it through all those layers. He knew he was close, and now thinking about it, it would have been a better move to take off your clothes than to cum in them and feel all weird and sticky. But now it was clear that both of you weren’t going to stop.

One of his hands left your hip to come rest on your backside and he pushed you even harder on his shaft, he should have been on top, it would have been easier for you both to get off, he is feeling like he is edging at this point. When your hips stuttered against his, he knew you would soon be coming, so he gathered his strength and manhandled you to accelerate your pace, his hips now relentlessly seeking yours.

“Oh yes yes Shika ah” you screamed in delight, finally coming after 3 long days.

It was actually what coaxed you towards the edge and seconds after he followed you. He continued sucking a hickey on the side of your neck as he climaxed in his pants. You then stayed like this for a moment just enjoying the post-climax bliss in each others arms;

After a moment though, your face contorted in slight discomfort, your clothes felt sticky and sweaty, clinging to your skin and at this point you couldn't but sit up on the couch and take them off.

As you were taking off your shirt you heard the sound of plastic being torn up. Once your shirt stopped blocking your view, you almost gasped in surprise when you saw Shikamaru rolling a condom on his still throbbing length. First of all, when was he so fast ? Sometimes you forget that he also is a ninja. And also that little shit, of course he would have hidden a condom within reach.

His naked form got closer to yours, his member tantalizingly close to poking your leg “Now what about we end this day of rest in the best way ?” he said, his voice dropping to a seductive tone.

“Of course you had something in mind” you chuckled, getting closer to him.

“I always have something in mind” he simply stated, before taking a hold of you and pulling you down on him the way he should have moments ago. It was still raining outside and he loved its sound as much for sleeping as for making love.

[actuallysaiyan]

Kinktober Day 21: Squirting(It ain't a crime to be good to yourself...)

warnings/kinks: smut, squirting, kissing, post-war era, biting, mentions of smoking weed, unprotected sex word count: 0.9k pairings: Shikamaru Nara x Fem!Reader teaser: “Fuck, you’re so damn gorgeous,” Shikamaru comments, his large hands spreading your thighs. taglist: @beneathstarryskies @loki-love @witchofcustom @dreadsuitsamus @pyrofanatic

After the war, everyone started getting together. You and Shikamaru had always been really close, but things were different once you two began to grow up. Seeing all your friends hook up and get married made you both realize that maybe you should pair up and settle down. But it was different with the two of you. You had no real reason to want to get married so young, yet nobody could keep you away from Shikamaru.

Once the mental health clinic was established in Konoha, you began to work there as a favor to Sakura. She had saved your hide multiple times during the war, and you were a very empathetic and sweet person. So it just came naturally for you to want to work with the mentally ill. Your daily routine was simple, but it was during the night after your shift was over that you were able to get the release from the stress you needed.

It started off simply with going to visit Shikamaru and you both would sit on his bed, smoking joint after joint and talking about all kinds of things. You would often spend the night there, just keeping one another company. Soon, things took a turn to something more intimate.

One night, Shikamaru couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He had been fantasizing about you for so long. He knew he had a crush on you since you were younger, but damn, you had grown into such a beautiful woman. He had no idea how he got so lucky to have you even been somewhat interested in him, but he tried his best not to question that.

That night cemented everything for the both of you. You found yourselves falling even deeper in love with one another. And so began a routine that neither of you wanted to quit.

The night starts off with a hot shower for you when you arrive at Shika’s place. Then he feeds you a nice meal and then the two of you smoke joints like always. After the marijuana hits you, you feel so cuddly and want to kiss.

“I’m amazed how you always come back to me,” Shikamaru comments as he puts out the joint.

You laugh, “You have no idea how much of a catch you are, do you?”

He smirks as he leans in closer, your lips only centimeters apart. “Mmm maybe I need to hear it from you,”

It doesn’t take long for you to be tangled in his sheets, his lips all over you. Shikamaru has such a fixation for kissing you wherever his lips can reach. As he undresses you, he loves to leave love bites in his wake.

“Fuck, you’re so damn gorgeous,” Shikamaru comments, his large hands spreading your thighs.

You’re already dripping wet at this point. He’d only have to do so little to make you cum. But Shikamaru isn’t a half-measures kind of man. He’s someone who will fuck you until you’re absolutely begging him to stop. His fingers spread your soft folds, and then he leans in to kiss you.

“What’ll it be, princess?” He asks, his fingers just teasing your aching bud. “Wanna get on all fours and be fucked like an animal? Or do you crave some intimacy and want the mating press?”

You were the one who had taught him all these positions names. You were quite a bit impressed to hear him using the correct terms. You take a moment to consider it as he uses his thumb to circle your throbbing clit.

“Wanna kiss you,” You say, your voice laced with lust. “Wanna be able to look into your eyes.”

This makes his heart melt. He knows that you’re in love with him, and he feels the same about you. Just the thought of commitment scares him a little. Still, he pushes those thoughts away as he folds you into the perfect mating press. Shikamaru decides to tease you even more, using the head of his thick cock to rub up and down your soaked folds.

It feels like hours as he continues his ministrations. You try to beg for him to stick it in already, but he’s having too much fun with this. The look on your face when he finally does slide into you is priceless. And the moan that erupts from you once he’s balls deep is just so perfect.

Nobody has ever fucked you quite like Shikamaru, and he knows exactly how to stimulate your body in the perfect way. He’s no stranger to using his Shadow jutsu to keep you held in this position while his hands go about stimulating other parts of you.

With one hand on your throat and the other circling that aching little bud, you know you won’t be able to last much longer. You whimper and whine, choking out the warnings that your orgasm is so close. Your thighs are shuddering as his cock keeps bullying that sweet spot.

“Gonna soak me?” He asks, a cocky smirk on his face. He stops only for a moment to grab the wand vibrator he bought specifically for you.

Your eyes widen and you cry out when he places it right on that spot that makes you cum so hard. Your breath comes out in heavy pants as your walls contract around him so hard. When your juices begin gushing out, you even push his cock out of your pussy due to the orgasm being so strong.

Shikamaru relishes in the sight of you coming undone so masterfully for him. He knows it’s all his doing that gets you going like this. Once you’ve come down a little, he leans in and kisses you.

“Let’s see if you can soak me a little more, princess.”

[nevernotswagging]

Lazy Mess

♡ pairings: shikamaru nara x fem!reader

♡ wc: 0.9k

♡ w: smut, unprotected sex, slight choking, dirty talk, slight spanking,

You had been waiting all day for Shikamaru to return back in the comfort of your arms and now that he was home all you wanted to do was jump on him, so that is what you did.

Shikamaru was laying on your shared bed when you pounced in him, startling him out of his day dream. “A little warning next time.” He said nonchalantly. You giggled at his tired smile that complimented his features well.

“I missed you.” You whispered as you leaned down to plant a kiss on his lips, of course he reciprocated, but Shikamaru had just got back from a mission, the man was beyond tired. “I’ve been waiting all day for you to come back.” Your kisses trailed down to his neck where you sucked at the flesh of his skin.

His hands were on your thighs as you straddled him and his thumb was caressing your skin. You moved your hips against Shikamaru’s only to stop as he spoke. “I’m so tired, I don’t really want to move right now.” His voice was husky but nevertheless you listened.

Shikamaru watched as you removed yourself off him only to pull you back on top. “I didn't mean that you should stop. I was just letting you know that I’m not going to do anything. The stage is yours.” You smirked down at Shikamaru and wiggled your hips out of excitement.

His eyes were on you the entire time as were his hands that were all over the place. Occasionally he would place his hands on your ass and assist you in grinding against him. “I should let you do the work more often.” Shikamaru sighed as his dick grew hard underneath your consistent movement.

“You should.” You responded as you removed your shirt and stood up to take your pants off. You were way too horny now for foreplay and all you wanted was Shikamaru inside of you.

Shikamaru lifted his hips so you could pull off his trousers. You placed light kisses on top of his clothed cock, your eyes on Shikamaru's the entire time to watch his reaction. You bit your lip as you took in his dazed expression.

"Any longer and I might fall asleep." Shikamaru muttered.

You pulled down his underwear leaving his dick out in the open. "Don't worry, I'll keep your attention." You squeezed his dick with one hand while the other was undoing your bra. You took the tip of his cock into your mouth and sucked, your cheeks hollowed as you moved your head slowly down his shaft.

Shikamaru leaned his head back as he let out a groan. "Course you will." He brushed your hair out of your face as he helped you guide your head up and down.

After deciding that he was hard enough, you released his cock with pop and positioned yourself to hover over him. You held his dick in your hand and rubbed it through your folds before easing it in. You let a sigh slip through your lips as you pushed yourself down to the hilt.

You shoved the black undershirt that Shikamaru was wearing up and smoothed your hands over the defined lines of his abs, your hips moving against his own. "How could I ever resist this feeling?" Shikamaru asked aloud as he covered his face with his arm. "Fuck! Your pussy is great." You shut Shikamaru up with kiss before returning back to your new founding pace.

You bounced up and down on his cock as you let out quiet moans. You always felt so full when you'd feel his cock all the way inside you, and sometimes you wished that it could stay there forever, but you knew that you would get too desperate to keep it still.

Shikamaru reached up to palm at your tits that bounced with your movements resulting in you grabbed his arm and digging your nails into his skin. "Shika!" You cried out as he thrust up into you once. "I thought you were too tired?" You said breathlessly.

"If you don't want me to I can stop."

Your eyes widened and your grip on his arm tightened. "No! Feels too good." Your eyes rolled back as Shikamaru wrapped one of his hands around your neck.

He pulled you close with the grip on your neck. "Does it now?" You hummed in response ending with Shikamaru wrapped his arms around you and lifting himself up so that he could fuck up into you.

"Oh, fuck!" You cried out as he hit a deeper part of you through his fast and erratic thrusts.

While pumping himself into your pussy he was shoving your ass down harder against him and occasionally spanking your ass. "Shika- I'm gonna cum." You panted out as he flipped the two of you over.

His hips stopped for a moment to readjust himself before fucking you even harder then before.

Shikamaru's forehead was on yours, his hot breath fanning into your face as his grunting got louder the closer he got to his release. Your eyes rolled back and your back arched as you climax hit and that little rubber band in your stomach snapped. Your nails clawed at Shikamaru's back, holding him close and tight.

Shikamaru's release followed shortly after, and the lazy bastard failed to pull out. "Seriously, Shikamaru?" You looked down at the cum that was slowly leaking out of your hole.

"Whoops."

[angelltheninth]

Hiii angel! I hope you’re doing well. I also want to say your piece Bad Influence for Geralt—wheeewwwww it was amazing!! Thank you for feeding the hungry 😌

I have a request if I may place one: either Shikamaru who uses his shadow jutsu to keep you in place (😏) or Geto who fucks you with such desperation it’s almost gross (but in the absolutely hot way) with a sprinkle of breeding?

Either way, I appreciate your writing, your talent, and your time! I can’t wait to see more of your content in the future ☺️

I'm doing great now, thank you for asking! I'll write the Shikamaru request since I did the Geto one here.

Pairing: Shikamaru Nara x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, restraints, bondage, teasing, clit stimulation, begging, light dom/sub dynamics

A/N: I don't know if lazy dom is a thing but even if its not that's what Shikamaru is.

With your arms bound above your head and your legs being held open and pinned towards the bed you can't do much more then whimper as Shikamaru moves from one nipple to the other, his hips against yours as he runs his cock between your wet folds

Begging doesn't do much for him in terms of him taking it easy on you but he likes to hear you

Doesn't use his shadows in your hips, he likes holding them down himself

Slowly taps your clit with the tip of his cock when he thrusts

Has a lazy, confidant smile on his face all the while, it only falters when he slides his cock inside

When he wants you to stop squirming his shadows tighten their hold on you

You know he can have his way with you as long as he wants when you're all tied up, you enjoy him taking lead like this, fucking you like he can't get enough, like he'll never get enough

His shadows can sneak down along your body wherever he wants them, he can stimulate you everywhere at once while never stopping fucking your pussyhole

Doesn't talk much during sex but never stops touching you to reassure you

[wooobuddyletsgetnasty]

i am going to affectionately threaten you for the dirtiest nastiest shikamaru headcanons you can muster. maybe something with a daddy or a sir kink? just,,,,i want him to use me as an ash tray 🥵🥵

i am affectionately threatening you back because at one point in time i was going to write a whole story ab shikamaru using you like an ashtray so nobody look at me

⚠️: mentions of cigarettes, slightly mean! shikamaru

- tbh i don’t think shikamaru would have a daddy kink but a sir kink? that’s right up his alley

- girl don’t play, now lay down like???

- not me thinking about staying out too late and coming home to shikamaru lounging in a chair in your shared living room, cigarette hanging between his lips and he doesn’t even have to say anything— you just know this about to be crazyyyy

- he raises one thin eyebrow and you’re about to confess all your sins

- tell me he wouldn’t make you apologize for worrying him

- actually don’t because you can’t convince me otherwise

- give him a little “ ‘m so sorry for not letting you know i was going to be late, sir.”

- and he’s gonna laugh at you because aren’t you just pitiful

- WHO IS YOU LAUGHING AT??? HELLO??

- when your apology doesn’t work you settle with your head on his thigh, hands working at the button on his pants

- and he just, “can you say please?”

- you’re just peering up at him all doe-eyed and pliant, “please, sir— just wanna apologize.”

- how could he ever say no to that??? now stop talking, there’s something better you could be using that mouth for

- you cannot tell me that he doesn’t look like a fucking dream like that— thighs spread wide, posture relaxed with one hand brushing the hair out of your eyes, and the other bringing the end of the cigarette to his lips and he’s just, “go on, sweetheart— do it how i like it.”

- just shikamaru slipping his fingers into your mouth beside his cock to open you wider because, “pretty sad apology sweetheart, now open up— i know you can take more than that.”

- and he’s just smug and mean and making sure you fucking choke

- gtg BYE

[13as07]

Friends #2

(Shikamaru Nara Smut)

[Art work is not mine! Credit to Nachotart]

Requested by: Myself

Word Count: 3,590

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Lee and Shika love triangle cause why not

Fingering

Hickies/Scratch Marks

Creampie

Nickname/Name Calling: Pretty Girl, Good Girl

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Shikamaru's hands are clumsy as they crawl up my body, almost as clumsy as his lips sliding against mine. His speech might not be lacking with the alcohol in his system, but his body language sure as hell is. "Are you sure about this?" He whispers into my cheek, his sloppy kisses trailing across my face.

"Ya," I mutter the answer as Shika's hands tumble down to my hips, pressing them against a door he found.

Teeth sinking and sucking of my skin is an untracked mess, a one-eighty from his usual 'no face, no case' attitude about our hookups. "Good, great," he mumbles into my neck, his fingers sliding against the wood in search of the door handle. "It's terrible of me to say but all I thought of was you on my date yesterday."

"You're full of shit," I bite back, clinging to his shirt when my balance is offset by the door swinging open.

Shika's hands fall back down to support my weight, making the both of us stumble into the room. "No, I'm not."

His answer gets cut off though, almost hiding the bickering forming between us. "Yo, Shika. Get the fuck out," Someone groans, making me dip my head backward to see who's in the room.

Sat on the bed is Kiba with a shirtless kunoichi a year or two younger than us who seems eager to be with the want-to-be furry. Kiba's head tilts in confusion, his sights set on me. "The hell are you doing with - "

"Get out," Shika cuts him off, hands slowly crawling under my shirt.

"We were here first," Kiba grumbles, not budging from his spot.

"Fine, stay, I don't care," Shikamaru answers, fingertips digging into my ribs so he can lift me. He goes back to attacking my neck, leaving more proof of himself on my skin.

He collides with the bed, making us stumble. I land on my back, a small ‘puff’ further proving Shika’s temporary inability to support us. His acts stall for a moment, just long enough for him to regain his balance. Shikamaru’s hands tug up my shirt, his mouth cupping the smooth skin of my stomach to further litter proof across me.

“What the fuck, Shikamaru,” Kiba grumbles, his eyes rolling over me.

“I told you I didn’t care, do you, Kiba? Do you care?” Shika repeats, head tipping up to look at me. He looks hot right now, his narrow eyes are focused, set on me as his hands grip my thighs, and his mouth still nipping at me.

“No,” I whisper, enjoying the feeling of him slowly tearing my thighs apart.

Shikamaru wiggles his way between my legs, setting my legs around his waist before his hands cup behind my thighs. His eyes stay locked on me as long as they can. His head dips, nudging my shirt up as he continues bruising me.

“I… ah… got to go,” the kunoichi yelps before jumping off the bed. She scurries out of the room, the door slamming behind her.

“Way to go, guys,” Kiba groans, flopping on the bed. He’s laid next to me, eyes crawling over me. His hand scoots forward, toying with the material of my pants as he drinks me up with his eyes.

“Ya, no,” Shika grumbles, his head tipping up to glare at Kiba. His hand shoots down, gripping the other boy’s wrists before tugging his touch off of me. “Get out.”

“Tease,” Kiba whispers under his breath, sitting up straight before tugging his wrist out of Shikamaru’s hold. “Later girly,” he adds on, sending a kissing face my way before he sulks out of the bedroom, off to go find another girl to spend his night with.

“I don’t care,” I mock, lifting my arms to toy with the ends of Shika’s ponytail.

He sends me a glance before tugging my shirt over my head. Like before, his head dips down to nip at my skin again. “Maybe that was a lie,” Shikamaru whispers, lips brushing just above my belly button. “I don’t enjoy other people seeing you in this way. It’s a drag.”

“Ya? Why’s it a drag?” I mutter, dipping my fingertips under the elastic in his hair. I shimmy it down, leaving it to fall to the ground as his locks tumble free.

My eyes settle on Shika’s face as I run my fingers through his loose hair. His nose is still pressed to my stomach, eyes cast up to look back at me, and his jaw shifting as he’s buried in his mind. “I don’t know,” he continues to whisper, his hands sliding up to my waistband.

“I think you do know and just won’t say it,” I counter, keeping my tone quiet to match his.

Shika’s slender fingers dip under the band, shimming my pants down my legs. “I just… like you, I guess,” the confusion comes out soft but sounds so loud as it echoes in my ears. “But that’s a dumb thing to say,” he quickly adds on, fingertips falling to brush over my clothed core.

“Shika,” His name is filtered out in a breathy moan as I tighten my legs around his waist. “What… what do you - ”

My question is cut short by him tugging my panties off before his middle finger quickly dips into my pussy. Shikamaru’s eyes are locked on me, watching the way I react to his touch. Even in his drunk state, his stoned strategy-planning face is present as he watches me, plotting out his next move. “Don’t worry about it. We’re focusing on you.”

“We’re always focused on me,” I mutter, tightening my hold on his hair.

“Well ya,” he says, a small smug on his face as he adds a second finger. His thrusts are slow and deep, making sure his digits are buried before he curls them against my walls. “It’s hard not to focus on you when you are pretty like this. Slightly breathless, mouth hanging open a bit, pussy trying to milk my fingers,” he teases, picking up his pace.

“Shikamaru.”

“Say it again,” he mumbles, his thumb clumsily searching for my clit. “Say my name again. It’s a drag hearing you say Lee’s name all the time. Say my name.”

“Shikamaru,” I mutter again, tugging his head back by my grip on his head.

His free hand wraps around my fingers, trying to release my grip on his hair. I do what he wants, dropping my hands to his shoulders instead. Shika’s head shifts back to place, eyes locked on me again. “I’m going to make you say it louder than that.” The promise is followed by attention to my clit, quick circles being rubbed into me as his eyes flicker from my chest to my face.

My nails dig into his shoulders as my hips thrust to work alongside his touch. “That won’t do,” Shikamaru mumbles, tugging his fingers out of me. I let out a disappointed whine, clinging to his shirt as I try to shove him downward. “Oh hush, whiner. Wait a second,” he teases, his smug smile only growing from my actions.

Shikamaru’s hands drop to the hem of his shirt, tugging the cloth off himself. His fingers rub against his torso as he does so, coating his muscles with my slick present on his fingers. My eyes trail over the drips of myself, only making my legs clench around him more.

Once his shirt is off, he places my hands back on his shoulders before hovering over me. “That’s better, now I won’t be the only one leaving my mark,” Shika voices, brushing kisses to my lips as he goes back to tuning my needs.

“You don’t like markings. ‘No proof, no gossip’, remember?” I whisper against his mouth, my focus heavy on not digging my nails into his shoulders.

“I changed my mind,” Shikamaru whispers, kissing the corner of my mouth. “Mark me, Pretty Girl. Make me yours. I want to be yours. Let me be yours.” Shikamaru’s begging breaks me, making me clench around his fingers as my orgasm washes over me. I let my nails dig into his shoulders, trailing over his shoulder blades as I whine for him. “Good girl,” he husks out, his touches slowing down as he works me out of my orgasm.

Kisses coat my face, Shika’s lips set on brushing against every inch of it as he lets me calm down. “Shika,” I whisper, closing my eyes as lips try trailing over my eyelids.

“Say it right.”

“Shikamaru,” I whisper, the spark of arousal igniting again at the command. “Do you mean that? Or was it just a heat of the moment thing?”

“Did I mean what?” He asks, the snap of his belt buckle following his question. “Did I mean what, Pretty Girl?” He repeats, tongue sliding over my neck before he sucks on a section of my skin, mind set on stamping another hickey to my neck.

“Did you… did you mean that you want to be mine?”

“Yes.” The answer is short, left in the air as Shika rests his dick in my folds. His head tilts, his nose bumping against mine as he looks into my eyes. “I want to be yours, Pretty Girl. I want you to be all mine,” he mutters, sliding his dick against me to coat it in my cum. “Be mine,” he whispers, slowly sinking into me.

“Shika I - ”

“Say it right.”

“Shikamaru,” I hiss, clinging to his shoulder blades as he bottoms out. His head lays against my neck, brushing encouraging kisses to my throat. “I don’t think I’m - ”

“I know you’re not ready, Pretty Girl. I’ll wait. I’ll wait forever if I have to.” The - probably - empty promises calm me down, even if I don’t believe it. It’s enough for right now to live in the fantasy that Shika and I are meant to be, that he’ll be right here when I’m ready. “Do you want to stop?”

“No, I want you to fuck me. Fuck me.”

I can feel the smile pressed into my neck, Shika being as cocky as ever from my plea. His hips move, thrusting into me like I asked. “Say my name,” he whispers into my skin. “Please say my name, Pretty Girl. Please.”

“Shikamaru,” I call, my nails sliding down his back as his thrusts pick up.

“Say it again,” he groans, small whimpers falling from him despite his attempts to cover them up.

“Shikamaru. Shikamaru. Shikamaru,” I say on repeat, clinging to his lower back as he pounds me. His hand falls back to my clit, running the pad of his fingertips over it. “Fuck, Shikamaru,” I whine, arching my back at the extra stimulation.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groans, shoving himself into me as the pace of his fingers picks up. “Damn it,” he whispers, dropping his hands to my hips as he stays still in me.

“Did you…?”

“Ya,” he groans, letting more of his weight settle on me.

“We talked about this.”

“I didn’t mean to last eight seconds.”

“That’s not what I meant,” I push out around my laugh. “Last time you promised you’d pull out.”

“Ya, I know. I didn’t mean to,” he huffs out, chest pumping for oxygen.

“I bet you get off to cumming in me,” I tease, toying with the ends of his hair.

“No, I don’t.”

“Oh ya?”

“Maybe that was a lie.”

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"This is such a drag," Shika grumbles as huffy as ever.

"This is such a drag," I mock, pitching my voice to come off as more annoying than the lazy man walking behind me. "Maybe if you'd learn to pull out we wouldn't be here."

Shikamaru grumbles under his breath, shoving his hands in his pockets as he trails after me down the aisles. "So..." he starts, voice less pissy this time. "About that last night - "

"We were drunk," I mutter, scanning the aisle signs in search of the family planning section. I dart away, both to avoid Shika's confusion and because I found the section I was looking for.

Shikamaru's footsteps are heavy behind me, quick to match my pace and give into the half-assed chase. "You can't run away from me," he grumbles, turning the corner, still a step or two behind me. He scans the aisle for a second in search of me, his eyes softening when they find me. "We should talk about it."

"Yes, let's talk about our relationship in front of the condom and morning after section at the convenience store, great idea."

Shika sighs, hands buried in his pockets again as he stands behind me. The man is tall, easily enveloping me in his frame as he stands a little too close. I can feel his attention on me, his sight burnt on my bruised neck. "I'm going to get you color corrector while we're here. The last thing we need is Ino up your ass about your hickies."

"I can pay for my make-up, Shika," I mutter, scanning the caged pills. "And I can pay for the medicine myself too. I don't know why you bothered to come with, especially since it's 'such a drag'."

"If I didn't you would have disappeared until our next mission together and like I said, we need to talk," he answers, head dipping so his lips brush against my ear. "If you're not ready - which you're not - I can wait until you are. I don't just want casual - "

"You should go find a worker to unlock the case," I cut him off again, leaning closer to the glass to read the packages. I keep my focus on the small writing on the boxes, skimming them to figure out which one is the best to use.

"Fine," he grumbles, flipping my hair into my face before walking away to do as I asked.

I roll my eyes at him, fixing my hair out of my face before I let my body relax. I settle my forehead on the cold glass, snapping my eyes shut in the process. Shika's confusion rings in my ears, making me feel both stupid and confused.

How could I be so pissed at Lee for not releasing I liked him when I've been oblivious to Shikamaru's feelings for so long? How could I be upset about Lee not liking me back while also feeling so comfortable, safe, and loved by Shika? How could I like the idea of being with Shikamaru when I was crying about Lee last night?

Maybe I poured so much of my feelings into Lee because I settled on the fact Shika and I wouldn't ever be together. Maybe I'm just convincing myself that's what happened. Maybe I convinced myself I like Shikamaru back when really I'll just end up using him as a rebound.

But on the other hand, I've been hooking up with Shika for so long; that has to mean something right? We've been so close for so long. We've been attached at the hip our whole lives. I go to him for everything from a paper cut to my panic attacks. I would never go to Lee for something that big or that small. That has to mean something too, right?

My head hurts, a mix of my overthinking and my hangover from last night. It only hurts more when my name is called out. "Shika, I think we should have a movie and nap day," I mutter, lifting my head and turning in the direction of the voice.

When my eyes adjust to the bright white of the lights, it is not Shikamaru standing next to me. Anger bubbles in my chest as Lee's signature body suit and his dumb blown-out eyes settle in my sights.

"I'm not Shikamaru but that sounds nice. I'd be willing to do that with you today, Lotus-Chan," Lee answers, a close-eyed smile carved into his face.

A snort falls out before I can stop it, my arms crossing my chest to shut myself off from the man next to me. "What? Is Sakura too busy fantasying about Sasuke to give you any of her time today?" I know it's rude of me to say and it's not fair to Lee, but it feels so good to get my anger off my chest, even if it's tinged with regret.

Lee's smile falls away, eyes snapping open to look me over. "I don't know. I haven't talked to her today," he mutters, eyes repeatedly jumping around. "Are you mad at me, Lotus-Chan?"

I roll my shoulders, shifting my weight as my eyes jump around the aisle in search of Shika. I want him to come back, to swoop in and save me from the situation I'm in. The thought only makes me feel worse. Do I want Shikamaru to show up because I feel better with him around or because I want to use his admiration of me to make Lee leave? Maybe both? I don't know.

"Lotus-Chan?"

"Stop calling me that," I murmur, shifting my sights back to Lee.

Lee seems sad at my request, or maybe I'm just reading into the shift in his expression too much. "Oh, okay. My apologies Nara-San. Are you mad at me?"

"I'm not exactly happy with you right now," I whisper, dropping my eyes to my shoes. I don't want to have this conversation. I want Lee to disappear, I want Shikamaru to disappear, I want to disappear. Why do people have to be so confusing? Why do emotions have to be so confusing? Why do relationships and friendships and situationships have to be so confusing?

"Why not?"

"We made out earlier this week, Lee. I asked to make out again and you responded that 'I can have it whenever I want' and then you turn around and said you thought we were just friends? How the hell did you come to that conclusion?" I can feel my anger bubbling even more at his stupidity. I don't like being this upset, I don't like being in this situation with someone so dense.

"As I said, I talked to Neji and he was like 'Sometimes friends do things without being together'. So I asked him if it was normal and he said yes and... I just thought that maybe since you and Shikamaru - "

"That what?" Shika's voice rings out from behind me, cooling off some of the anger I'm feeling. "That since we hook up, you could hook up with her to feel better about Sakura not liking you back?"

"Shikamaru," I hiss, shoving my elbow into his ribs. "Don't be a jerk."

He ignores me, hand falling to cup my elbow so I can't use it to jab at him again. "I don't know why Neji and you are gossiping about us anyway. It might do you some good to keep our names out of your mouth."

"Shikamaru!" I hiss again, trying to jab at him with my other elbow. He beats me to it though, taking hold of both my elbows as he glares at Lee.

"No! God no, I would never use someone like that and I'm sorry it was taken that way. I just - " Lee starts, hands waving around like crazy alongside his panicked tone.

"But you did," Shika grumbles, using his hold to tug me closer to him. "Regardless of whether it was on purpose or not, you still did."

"It's not that big of a deal, really. Can everyone just calm down? Calm down," I repeat, tilting my head back to shoot the command at Shikamaru.

Shika rolls his eyes, turning himself as a way to end the discussion. His hand drops one of my elbows, but his fingertips cling to the one still in his hold.

"I'm sorry, Lotus-Chan - "

"She told you to stop calling her that," Shikamaru butts in, hold tightening on me as his jaw clicks.

"Oh, right," Lee mumbles, eyes glancing at Shika before settling on me again. "I'm sorry, Nara-San. I didn't mean to hurt you or make you feel used. I swear. I just... I should have talked to you about my thoughts and expectations. I'm really sorry."

"It is what it is, Lee. I'll get over it," I mutter, shifting backward to be closer to Shikamaru. His arm presses into my back, easing what little anger I have left. Maybe I do like Shika, maybe my overthinking has been for nothing. "I just need some space."

"Right, I can do that for you," Lee chirps, giving me another close-eyed smile. Shika rolls his eyes, a sigh spilling from him as he does so. "Okay, I'll... see you later," Lee mutters, eyes flickering between us for a second before he turns on his heels.

"That was a drag. What a dumbass," Shikamaru grumbles, head shifting around the aisle. "A worker should be here soon. They're searching for the keys."

"You didn't have to be so rude," I mutter, tugging myself from his hold.

"Lee might be stupid but even he should know friends don't hook up."

"We're friends and we hookup."

Shika's hand shoots forward, gripping my arm again and tugging me back against him. His head dips, his narrow eyes locked on mine, and as unamused as ever. "We are a lot of things, none of which fall under the friend category. You're a hell of a lot more than a friend."

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[delirious-donna]

Adorned By Lace And Shadows [Shikamaru Nara]

Oct. 17 - Shikamaru Nara x female reader

It's been some time since your man indulged you in anything more than a quickie. What better way to tempt the lazy genius than with some new - and highly revealing - lingerie. Will he bite?

warnings: lingerie, pussy fingering, pussy eating, unprotected sex, implied multiple orgasms, Shikamaru not being lazy for once

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“You'll look amazing in this.”

A lingerie set, that if you were honest, looked like a bunch of flimsy strings in bubblegum pink, was thrust into your rapidly blinking face.

You eyed it with a grimace, trying to conceal your displeasure at the option that Ino had presented. She was trying her best, it was sweet of her and at that thought, your expression brightened. Although you still shook off the suggestion of the sickly pink corset with strings and hooks - it was too much of a fuss.

“I think something a bit more simple,” you mused whilst perusing the displays around the brightly lit lingerie store.

A sheer black babydoll that split down the front caught your eye. It was trimmed in deep steel grey and looked soft and buttery to the touch. Your fingers were almost touching it when a chin fell to your shoulder with a coo of appreciation hitting your ear.

“I think we have a winner,” the blonde chirped happily, scampering around to find matching thigh highs and a garter belt for good measure.

You took a steadying breath, hope filling your heart but there was still that undercurrent of worry, it was never far away.

~

How long had it been since you’d spent longer than ten minutes in passionate throes with Shikamaru? A few weeks? A month?

Had the shine of years together meant that he no longer desired you as he used to?

You well remembered how ravenous the Nara had been back in those early days, the man famed for being lazy as fuck had been anything but in pursuit of getting in your panties.

The swell of lust swam in your stomach, a knotting sensation taking root and you pursed your lips to apply the slick of some clear lip balm.

Smoothing a hand down the sheer panels of your newly acquired black babydoll, a slight tremble fluttered in your palm. Determination filled your veins, a flicker of fire that shot your hand out to wrap around the glass of hard liquor.

You drained it in one swallow, a grimace and shudder flying free but it did the job of igniting that small flicker of fire into a raging inferno. Swelling your confidence as you fixed your heels and ran a finger around the seam of your stockings.

“I’m gonna make you crawl for it, Shika… just you wait.”

With that heatedly whispered promise still ringing in your head, you went in search of your man, already knowing he’d be in the study.

The quick click of your heels caught on the floorboards, stopping at the door that was slightly ajar and rapping your knuckles promptly on the wood.

“Why you knocking, sweetheart?” The signature lazy drawl sounded from the depths of the room, and you knew it was suspicious of you to knock when you’d normally barrel in without thought.

Right enough, you found him with his cheek resting on his fist, observing you as you walked in. His eyes widened, barely visible but you caught it. Along with the path those dark irises slowly inched down your body and back up again.

The quirk of his brow made your stomach flutter, the furious swallowing in his tight throat as your palms braced atop the cluttered desk to bend and gift him a wonderful eyeful of your cleavage.

Your hips swayed, slow and steady. Feline and more graceful than you usually were. A quick swipe of Shikamaru’s tongue against the front of his teeth made you smile wickedly.

“What did I do to deserve this?” He asked, arching back into his chair and patting his lap in invitation and one you were not going to refuse. A finger trailed the bevelled edge of the desk as you rounded it.

A featherlight breeze parted the sheer sides of your babydoll and exposed your skin as you straddled his awaiting lap. There was already an eager erection poking against your barely concealed cunt and your hips gyrated once against the ridge of his cockhead.

“Hmm… perhaps it’s more what you haven't done,” you scolded, letting your knees sink into the leather of his executive chair, legs hugging the outsides of his thighs.

You knew that he wanted to touch you, to stroke at the fabric that encased your tits and the edge of your lacy panties. There was the faintest tremor to his hands as they rested so delicately on your waist, thumbs stroking at your bare flesh in leisurely circles. His eyes kept travelling to your stockings and the garter belt holding them up. Did he want to run his finger beneath the clip, to circle your upper thighs and press between them?

“Have I been neglecting you, baby? Well… we can’t have that, can we?”

How it was possible for his voice to sound any sexier than it already did, you had no idea, but that yawning pit of want was stretching wide at his husky voice. His tone would sound unaffected to the untrained ear, but to you, you were aware that he was close to breaking already.

With hands on his strong shoulders you lifted yourself to sit on the edge of his desk and stretched a leg out. Shikamaru caught it before it could reach where it was going, pressing a chaste kiss to your ankle before rubbing his rough cheek against the silk of your stockings.

He hummed, deep in his chest as the kisses climbed higher and higher until he reached the lacy detail of your stocking top. Blazing brown eyes snapped to your face, his tongue flicking out to run over the beautiful fabric pattern.

Your chest rose in uneven breaths, head slightly woozy from the earlier alcohol and from the way your man was making you feel with so little effort. So little it almost hurt to admit, that you were so besotted and twisted around his finger that you forgot your earlier promise to make him crawl, swept into how fucking good he was making you feel.

“I like this,” he rasped, both palms kneading your hips and fingering the clips of your garter belt. He pushed you further onto his desk, placing each of your feet on the arms of his chair and leaning in until his breath caressed your inner thighs.

“Thought you might wanna go for longer than a quickie if I made the effort,” you shrugged, eyes sinking away from the serious expression that crossed his face.

You sensed it before you saw or felt it, those familiar tendrils of power that poured from Shikamaru and twisted like poison ivy along your arms. There was no movement in your limbs, his shadows held you immobile and your spine raised off the desk.

“Shika, I—”

He stood abruptly, cutting your words off with the heat and intensity of his mouth. Swallowing your doubts, your fears and everything else. Shika took and took as he roamed your trembling form, deft fingers grazing, touching, manipulating.

Yet he fed you in return; passion and ardent desire from his frenetic movements that were so unlike him. Rough palms cupped your mounds, thumbs hooking into the soft cups and drawing them lower until your nipples were free and available for his hot mouth.

You wanted to arch into him, impossible with his shadows keeping you fixed and it released moans and desperate mewls from your lips each time his lips suctioned around your aching buds.

“All of this,” he gestured to your perfectly selected lingerie, “is staying on and I’m gonna chase those doubts away until you’re screaming my name for the entire village to hear.”

~

Thighs trembling, sweat slid from your heated skin and you wantonly rutted your pussy against Shika’s face. A shadow squeezed around the slender column of your throat, the pressure just enough to keep you flat against the desk. No longer were you arms restrained, now they gripped and tugged within the forest of his raven hair.

You were so very close once more, spit and arousal covered Shikamaru’s mouth down to his chin and his knuckles were drenched from the steady pump into your gripping pussy.

“This enough attention, sweetheart? Are my fingers enough or you want something else?” he teased whilst fisting his cock and stroking it far more roughly than he usually would.

“More. Gimme more.”

The walls of your cunt squeezed down around nothing as he pulled himself free with a start. A cry of anguish at feeling so empty but it was silenced with a strangled grunt as Shika’s hips snapped forward in haste.

Lace panties shoved to the side, your tits free of the soft cups and there was a tear in your stocking from thigh to knee. To Shikamaru, you looked like the most tempting fallen angel he had ever seen and he groused at the thought that you felt neglected by him.

He drove into you with fervour, biting his lip at the bounce of your tits as he thrust until his heavy balls slapped against your peachy ass. You felt like heaven, so wet that he could reach your depths easily and he rolled his hips to grind himself against that special gummy spot.

“Never. Doubt. My. Love. For. You.”

Your orgasm crashed over you, a tidal wave of physical pleasure and emotions that stole the air from your lungs. Tears burned your eyes as you lost control of your limbs, tensing to the point of pain then slipping into a boneless state.

“That’s it baby, love seeing you cum on my cock. Got another for me?”

You scoffed, eyes rolling to the back of your skull and you could die happily right now. Honestly, you didn’t know how much more you could take but Shikamaru was showing no signs of stopping.

He smirked, a wink of mischief thrown at your sweaty, fucked out face.

“Aww pretty baby, did you think I was done with you? Don’t think I’ve heard you scream yet…”

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Hands On Mine 🌺

His Reaction To His S/o Offering Him Flowers 🌺

Learning His S/o Is A Witch 🌺

Finding Out His Girlfriend Is An Anbu 🌺

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Yours, Mine, Ours 🌺

Cuddle Bug 🌺🔥

Finding Your Sef Harm Scars 🌺

Steeling A Kiss From You 🌺

When You Think To Much 🌺

When You're Mentally Exhausted 🌺

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He Learns You're An Anbu 🌺

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Squirting 🔥

Didn't Know You Liked It Kinky 🔥

Quirks When Making Love 🔥

Showering For The First Time 🔥

You Belong To Me 🔥

Really Smart 🔥

Virginity Loss 🔥

Uh ! All Night 🔥

Stargazing Night 🔥

Missing 🔥

You Look Like You Were Jealous 🔥

You're In The Mood 🔥

Marking 🔥

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I'd Love To bend You Over That Table 🔥

Morning After 🔥

Can He Find Your Clit ? 🔥

Nice And Snug 🔥

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A/N: This was originally supposed to be a piece for the upcoming Kinktober, but I've decided that I'll probably sit this year out on this blog since I'm doing it on both @drakendaydreams and @yeagerdaydreams this year and don't wanna overload myself. So have a random Shikamaru piece. 😌💞

Pretty Girl || {NSFW} S. Nara x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, spanking, x fem!Reader dirty talk, oral sex (receiving), fingering, rough sex, angry sex, dom/sub dynamic, begging, degradation, minors dni

Word Count: 1.6k

The mission was supposed to be his, he was supposed to lead it. He wasn’t supposed to be on his way home right now empty-handed. As much as Shikamaru Nara hated having to be in charge of missions, this was one that he had been working for months to get into the spot for. He had been trying to prove himself to the Hokage for what felt like forever now. He just wanted to be able to have that spot for himself. He wanted to make a difference.

When he had been turned down as leader and not even offered a spot on the team to go out he felt pangs of anger flooding his entire body. Shikamaru knew that he needed to get out of the office right then and there. He walked off without even so much as a goodbye or a bow to the Hokage or his comrades. The rage that he felt was something he hadn’t felt since he had started his mission to find Hidan years ago.

You were unsuspecting as you sat at the kitchen table. You figured that as soon as Shikamaru walked through those doors he’d be telling you all about how he had plans to make up and how he only had a few days before he left. You had never expected that he would come home in such a disheveled state.

The loud crack of the door against the wall jumped you in your seat. You jumped up immediately and ran for the cupboard, desperate to find one of the kunai that you knew were stashed for emergencies. Who the hell was in your house? And as you reached for it you finally heard the raspy voice of the Nara. You closed the cupboard door and turned quickly, noticing the anger in his tone. “I can’t believe this shit. I can’t believe this is happening right now. Fuck.”

You tilted your head and stepped toward him, holding a hand out in front of you as he finally noticed you standing there. Shikamaru jumped at the sight of you and closed his eyes, clearly annoyed. Your only hope was that he wasn’t annoyed at you. “Shika… are you okay?”

Shikamaru took a deep breath, he wanted to tell you everything, he really did, but he knew that if he even tried it would bring all of his anger back full force. He needed to find something to calm himself down before he did. His voice was a bark as he opened his eyes again. “Y/n… bedroom. Now.” When you stared at him dumbfounded he barked more. “I want everything off of you before I get in there, got it?”

What made him so demanding all of a sudden? This wasn’t like Shikamaru at all. He was never this harsh when it came to what he wanted. Usually, he was super lovey beforehand to butter you up. You couldn’t hide just how flustered it made you, your thighs rubbing together as you watched him with a curious look. Another hard command from him sent you running toward the bedroom as you heard him taking his gear off in the hallway. You peeled your leggings and t-shirt off quickly, removing your panties and bra next with a haphazard toss. This was a side of Shikamaru that was intoxicating. This was something that you could get used to.

The door pushed open fast, slamming into the wall just as the front door had. He was already down to the long sleeve shirt that he wore under his vest and his uniform pants. Shikamaru pulled his shirt over his head, rubbing the back of his neck as he requested more from you. “Get up on the mattress, I wanna see that pretty little ass in the air for me. Make it fucking snappy.”

Your body moved on its own, the look of displeasure on his face making your feet move before your brain could process what was happening. You climbed on all fours and held your ass in the air for him, wiggling a little just for his pleasure.

Shikamaru’s hands rest on your hips, his tongue running around his lips as he took in the full sight in front of him. You were perfect, so god damned perfect just for him. No one else ever got to set eyes on this beautiful thing. Not in the way that he did. His hand slid to your ass cheek, rubbing a soft circle around it before bringing his hand back to lay a harsh slap to it. “Now this is something that I could fucking stare at all day, every day. So perfect for me troublesome woman.”

You recoiled from the slap, your body wanting to move forward, but his grip on your hips stopped you from running from the lingering sting. His hand ran down your ass and between your legs, smirking when he felt the wetness between them that shouldn’t have been there already. Shikamaru laughed deviously and knelt down, moving in to lick a stripe up your slit. “You really like it this much when I tell you what to do? My needy little slut, so willing to do whatever I tell you. Whatever I want.” His fingers slid into your core, pistoning quickly, giving you absolutely no time to adjust to what was happening. “I bet I could tell you to get on those knees and suck my cock and you’d have no choice but to listen, yeah?”

You felt his tongue flick over your clit and whined out an agreement for him, another harsh slap planted to the side of your ass. “Y-yes. Yes, Shika.”

Shikamaru stopped moving, taking all the pleasure you had just had away, replacing it with another deep, commanding tone. “That’s not how you address me here, is it? Try again, naughty girl.”

A shiver ran down your spine as you peeked over your shoulder at him, the terrifying leer on his face making your words come out with force as you push your hips back. You needed to feel him again, needed his fingers to slide in and out of you. “Y-yes, SIR.”

“That’s better. That’s what I wanted to hear.” Shikamaru fucked his fingers in and out of you, harsher slaps to your ass appeared as his tongue vigorously met your sensitive bud over and over. You were close, your walls closing around his fingers as a pressure built in your abdomen. If it hadn’t been for his free hand you wouldn’t have been able to keep yourself up, your knees so weak you could barely hold yourself in place.

Shikamaru pulled his mouth away as he felt your hand come back and sink into his hair, begs and pleas falling from you as you pleaded with him to let you cum. Music to his ears, you knew that you weren’t allowed to do anything in the bedroom without his say so. “Mmmm, I give you permission, my needy baby. Go ahead and cum for me like a good girl.”

Slews of curses and moans erupted from you as you let yourself go, coming undone on his tongue as he removed his fingers, licking your quivering cunt clean as he stood back up. As you moved your body in an attempt to turn toward him you heard him growl at you, pushing you back into the kneeling position. “I didn’t say we were done here, now did I?”

Shikamaru pushed his pants down his legs and freed his cock, stroking quickly as he groaned with desire. “Can’t wait to see just how good you can make my cock feel, baby girl.” He lined himself out with your entrance and snapped his hips into yours, once again giving you no time to adjust to him before pounding against you. He gripped your hips firmly to hold you in place, bottoming his cock out against your walls. “Nice and tight just like always. Such a pretty girl just for me and only me.”

You were still reeling from your last orgasm, your second one already looming over your head as he rut his hips ruthlessly into you. A mixture of your moans and the sound of his grunts filled the room as you praised him. “F-fuck, so good. Th-thank you, sir.”

Shikamaru let his head drop back as you tightened more around him, his cock hitting the perfect spots as he angled himself with each thrust. “My pretty girl even thanks me. Now that’s a fucking wonderful thing to hear.” He reached forward and grabbed her breasts in his hands, squeezing hard. “Now why don’t you do another special thing for me and give me another one. I know you’ve got another one in you. Cum for me, baby girl.”

You had been waiting, not wanting to have to ask for permission again, afraid that asking again would make him think you were even needier. As he ordered you you let go, your vision turning white as you felt the pressure in your abdomen subside, coming all over his shaft as his name fell from your lips.

Shikamaru watched in pleasure as you coated his cock, grunting loudly as he rut into you a final time, painting your walls white with his seed. As he let you go your body collapsed on the bed, unable to keep yourself up. Your body was so weak, it had been so long since Shikamaru had actually had you like this.

Shikamaru planted one last slap to your ass and pulled his pants back up, taking a deep breath. “Get your pretty self dressed baby. Once you come out to the living room I’ll tell you all about what happened today.”

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[galaxychaos78]

mmm hybrid!kitty shikamaru with a coochie (been thinking about @miggiisdumb and how much their stories about their faves having coochies make me feel feral)

poor thing is laying in his favorite spot in the house; the soft rug in your bedroom that he can watch the sky and feel the sun on his skin. he's got two fingers shoved into his soaked hole and he has your dirty panties against his nose. he can smell your arousal on them and it has him whining out, eyes rolled back and kitty tongue licking greedily against the fabric. his pussy glistens in the sunlight; coated in his juices and his clit peeking out from soft looking pussy lips. the noises he makes are beautiful; the wet schlick-schlick-schlick of his fingers pumping in and out of him, the soft whines and whimpers leaving his lips. he's a sight to behold, legs spread with his tail swishing lazily and his pale skin flushed with blotchy reds.

"mommy," he mewls out, pink nipples pebbling as he takes one in between his fingers and pinches slightly, letting a cry leave his lips. "need you, please.." his eyes half lidded and glazed over, slightly crossing as the pressure of his impending orgasm builds and builds. his hips buck up against his hand, his fingers glistening with his arousal. he cums in a matter of seconds, gushing over his fingers and the rug as his pussy clenches around nothing. tongue hanging out and his fingers pinch at his nipple harder, eager to ride out the high.

[moumouton4]

Fantasy || Shikamaru Nara x reader

A/n : Prompt 6 of the Smutember 2023 ( 9th day of consecutive days of heatwave in France with 35°C so 95°F, it will continue until next Tuesday. I would like some ice cream. It's supposed to be under 25°C so 77°F )

The list of promps is HERE

Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜

Warnings : No mention of gender for reader, exhibitionism, "wall" sex but you'll understand after, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 826

You knew Shikamaru always had a thing for nature. He always preferred to train in the middle of a forest or a field rather than on a piece of land. And he LOVES napping away from the hustles and bustles of the village. The sounds of nature are so exquisite, the birds singing, the wind rustling the leaves or the crickets calling... well maybe not as exquisite as your moans but 🙂 yeah they're good in their own way.

That’s therefore in all normality that you didn’t have any second thoughts when he asked you if you wanted to join him for a little stroll in the forest. Since the day was pretty hot you thought it was a good idea. It would allow you both to enjoy the cool breeze circulating between the green leaves of the trees, protected by their shades. Though it seemed Shikamaru had other plans. For once he was going to be the one being a drag 😂

You let him as you navigate through the trees. The air was much more breathable here. You noticed, however, that he wasn't taking the same route as usual. You didn't point it out to him and continued chatting as you jumped. But then suddenly he stopped on a branch. Surprisingly he started to look around as if he was trying to make sure no one was around and when he knew the way was clear he turned to you “You know it’s been some time I’ve been thinking about something” you nodded as he spoke “You could call that a little fantasy, if you want to name it”

As he spoke he walked toward you, slowly backing you against the tree trunk. Without even you knowing, your boyfriend - who often was a slow-motion kinda guy - swiftly pinned you against the wood. His lips hovered over your ear as he spoke in a husky voice “What if we did it here ?”

Your breath hitched in your throat as your brain processed the information. He wanted to let you choose to join him in this adventurous moment, though his eagerness pushed him to slowly nibble on your neck. Your hand cradled the back of his head as if wanting to bring him closer “You know that you're currently the one being a drag” As you said that you felt his lips curve into a smirk against your neck.

“Does that mean “yes” ?” though he already knew you were going to be up for it ( Imagine Shikamaru just knowing as if it was a fact that you’re horny ) but just in case he teasingly grounded his growing bulge against you. He just knew how to make you weak and get what he wants. With a breathless answer coming from you, he hurried to pull down his pants and position himself in front of your entrance "Don't make any noise okay. We don't want to get caught out here"

“Don’t get too cocky now mist- mpff ah” you moaned. That little bastard plunged himself to the brim in one go.

“Mmh ? What did you say ?” he purred, his teeth grazing against the tender flesh.

“Hey it’s your fault for entering all the way like this”

“Then why are you so wet ?” he said as he started with slow thrusts inside your warmth.

“You’re insufferable” you managed to speak as his cock started to move faster inside you.

“You love it” he groaned slamming harder against you “All - of - it” he punctuated his words with deep thrusts, making your hand tighten their grips against his arms.

As he fucked you, you couldn’t help but look down at some moment just to see if you two were really alone. The branches of the trees were large enough to support both of your weight during your love making. Shiikamaru kept surprising you when he pulled out and switched both of your positions on the branch. He sat with his back against the tree trunk and patted his lap. You didn’t lose time to come and sink on his awaiting and throbbing member.

This one encounter wasn't even finished when your brain already came up with a plethora of other scenarios. You just knew this wasn't going to only be one time. You knew that he was going to try and take you to other places. Maybe in the middle of a field on a soft blanket, surely when night falls on the fresh green grass in a public park.

And you weren’t so far from the truth because the next place he brought you to was a little stream hidden in the forest, far away from where people come and train. It has plenty of depth to get fucked in his arms without him having to make any physical effort. And some smooth rocks that can, let’s be true, make a great place for a good and nice fucking.

[actuallysaiyan]

Kinktober Day 19: Orgasm Denial(My Girl)

warnings/kinks: smut, cunnilingus, slight bondage, use of jutsu to do said bondage, kissing, mentions of smoking and drinking. pairings: Shikamaru Nara x Fem!Reader word count: 1k tag list: @beneathstarryskies, @ricflairdrip20, @witchofcustom, @loki-love, @xailem, @the-eternal-sunflower

It was just something you two liked to do. After the war, the two of you grew even closer together. You used to smoke with him to get over the trauma of all the shit that happened to the two of you. You’d often go to his place to spend the night. Neither of you could fall asleep without having nightmares, so you’d spend the night drinking, smoking and fucking. It just became a little ritual. After a while, you were pretty much just living there with him.

Tonight, you are feeling particularly frisky. You can’t wait to just spend the evening with Shikamaru. He really was becoming someone special for you, and tonight you wanted to do something fun together. You know he’s been stressed about his job lately, so you want to treat him to something special. When he comes home, you’re already sitting on the bed wearing only his flak jacket. 

“Oh, is this the little game you want to play?” Shikamaru asks, sitting on the bed next to you. His hands come up to cup your breasts.

“I wanted you to come home to something sexy,”

He smirks at you. You’re so adorable, trying so hard to impress him. Little do you know that you completely own this man, body and soul. He’d do absolutely anything for you. He always wants to spoil his little princess. But it turns him on completely that you want to spoil him right now. So he settles against the pillows and grabs his pack of cigarettes. He lights one up and then turns to you.

“Undress me,” he commands. Your panties grow wetter at the words that came out of his mouth, so firm and strict.

You do as he says, “Of course, daddy.”

The smirk on his face grows. Shikamaru has trained you so well, and you always know how to get into your role so easily. You get into your subspace so quickly. It’s so cute how badly you want to impress him. It just makes him even harder. But tonight, he wants to hear you beg for it. He wants you to squirm and wiggle around as he edges you.

Your hands are quick to undress him completely. Your eyes widen at his beautiful body. You know he takes extra care of himself, even though he can be quite lazy a lot of the time. You reach out to touch him, but he playfully slaps your hand away.

“Not yet, baby. First, I need to do something,”

Shikamaru guides you to lay on your back, and you do as he wants. Then he spreads your legs. Before you know it, he is performing his shadow jutsu, and it’s holding you apart just how he needs you to be. His cock is harder than it has been in so long, and it’s just leaking all over his fist as he lazily strokes himself.

“You’re a good girl, right?”

You nod your head eagerly, “yes! Yes I am!”

He spanks your thigh playfully, and you wiggle for more stimulation. “Baby, don’t lie to daddy.”

You swallow hard and your brain is working a mile a minute to try and think back on anything you did in the last little bit that could be misconstrued as misbehaving in Shikamaru’s opinion. You can only think of one thing, and it’s when you decided to go out drinking with the girls the other night. When you dressed in that cute little dress, and Shika found out and it made him so mad.

“I think you like to be a brat,” Shikamaru says in a smug tone. “I better teach you a lesson,”

You feel the shadow jutsu working to pull your legs apart even more. You whine as you feel him come closer and his breath hits your twitching pussy. Shikamaru chuckles darkly at your demeanor right now. It’s honestly so sexy to watch you squirm to get just a little more stimulation. He knows he’s going to have so much fun with this.

His tongue slides between your folds, and you whine as he begins lapping at you like a wild man, starved for his final meal. You want to reach down and tug on his hair, but the shadow jutsu is too quick for you and he’s holding your wrists down to the mattress. You whine at the sudden feeling of being completely bound to the bed, but it certainly heightens your experience. You feel your little hole dribbling more slick than before.

“Fuck,” Shikamaru moans. “You’re such a needy girl.”

You mewl softly, “Please, Shika. Please please,”

This turns him on like nothing else. The way you sound when you whine and beg and plead. He could have you panting in no time. Just a pathetic little thing, so desperate to cum. He loves the thought of that. He wants you to be at his complete mercy. You’re almost there now, you just need to be teased a little more.

Shikamaru moans as he lets one of his fingers slip into you. You’re tight, wet and warm and he would enjoy fucking you if he was going to abandon this little activity. But he’s determined now to make you beg to get fucked. Then he leans in once again, and his lips wrap around your little swollen nub. You let out the sweetest whine as he sucks on your clit. Your eyes roll back in your head as he begins curling his fingers on your sweet spot. 

“Shika,” you try to warn him. But you worry you won’t be able to get the words out in time.

“I know, baby. I know.”

You feel the first few waves, but it’s quickly dissipating as soon as Shikamaru pulls away completely from you. You whine and try to rub your thighs together, but you can’t due to the shadow jutsu still holding your legs apart. Your clit throbs a few times, but your orgasm dies down completely. You’re so frustrated right now. You wanted to cum so fucking badly.

“If you apologize for the other night,” Shika says as he leans in to kiss your clit. “I might just let you cum.”

[itjazzbicch]

Blanket Hog

Pairing:  Shikamaru Nara x Fem Reader 

Summary: Just returning home from a mission, the reader is happy to be going to bed at home with her husband, Shikamaru, but ends up annoyed when he steals all the blankets. Defeated, she stops trying, Shikamaru promising her that he would make it up to her in the morning, but she's not convinced till she wakes up...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Oral F receiving)

Word Count: 800 

Tag List: @wheeler-omega-kingston 

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

"Shikamaruuu!"

I kept rolling in bed, uncomfortable, unable to sleep, and on top of all that, Shikamaru kept hogging all of the blankets.

He had himself cocooned like a caterpillar meanwhile I had nothing and he must have had a good grip on it because no matter how hard I pulled, I could only get a tiny bit.

"Could you not," He groaned in his sleep, having his back facing me, then going back to snoring.

"I literally just got back from a mission today," I stressed, shooting up and bed. attempting yet again to get the blanket back, "All I want to do is get a good night's sleep in bed, but you have to be such a drag!"

Usually mocking him would get him up, but not this time, groaning again in his snores:

"Just go to sleep. I'll give you head or something in the morning to make it up to you."

"Whatever," I huffed, giving up and laying on my side, arms crossed with my knees to my chest.

I tried to go back to sleep but failed. Instead, I grabbed a book from the shelf next to me, reading till I grew tired again, falling asleep without the blanket, book covering my face.

In my dream, I was at the hot springs, in the relaxing water, my face hot from the steam. It began to make me squirm, eyes not wanting to open from the sunlight peeking into our room, groaning softly when I went to sit up, but my legs were pushed back down, having to hold myself up to moan softly.

Throwing the blanket off, there was Shikamaru, hands around my thighs and keeping me still, tongue swirling around my clit when we made eye contact.

"I told you that I'd make it up to you in the morning, remember?"

"Oh, so you remembered for a change," I poked, throat a little dry from my deep slumber, but the moans coming out of me didn't care, plopping back onto the bed when he began to flick his tongue faster, hands sliding up my sides and under my shirt, pinching and tweaking at my nipples softly.

"Consider yourself lucky," He poked back, hands dropping back down to my jerking hips to keep them in place, "I really didn't have to do this."

"Can I just enjoy myself, baby?" I whispered softly, in a dream-like state and submerging in the pleasure, shaking at the sucking on my clit, his chuckle deep:

"Go right ahead, I'm in no rush."

Shikamaru was lazy and was never in a rush to do anything, but I knew exactly what he was doing and that he was doing this on purpose.

How he would give the quick licks that drove me over in a sudden burst, just to drag his tongue back down slow, slipping in a digit and wiggle its way up my walls, nudging that small bump that made me moan like crazy, body trembling at the sudden changes of slow to fast, then back to slow.

"Shikamaru, don't be like that," I didn't want to beg, but he kept getting me so close to my orgasm, then let that high feeling die so quickly and I needed that high, "You're the one who was hogging the blankets in the first place."

"Be like what?" Of course, he played dumb, quickening his pace, looking up to see the crazy changes in my facial expressions, pumping his fingers faster while adding another, tongue still at my clit, "Someone's close to cuming, hm?"

"You know I am, Shikamaruu," Now I was whining because it was so close, having me out of breath, back arching so much it was beginning to lift me up, giving him what he wanted and begging, "Just make me cum already."

He had to take hold of my thighs again, strength keeping them down and tongue working harder to make up for withdrawing his hand, but it was still just as good, giving off some quick, broad strokes before sucking my clit so hard that he had me pulling his hair some, a slight burn in my eyes from the flash of sunlight, tears forming when I shut them tight, small beams flashing across my sight, panting out:

"Got damn it. Shikamaru!"

Instantly, I could feel the soaking mess I was, his mouth taking every drop proudly, chuckling while his tongue cleaned it up lazily, tapping me so I would look into his eyes:

"Finally, not upset about the blanket, now?"

I softly shook my head, back into a sleepy state again from how he drained the tiny bit of energy that I had in me, giggling sleepily, "Just don't steal them again when I go back to sleep." 

[slt4sasuke]

Try and convince me that Shikamaru doesn’t have a thigh fixation. He loves to touch your thighs, kiss between them, feel the weight of them on his face. We all know that he’s an expert in eating pussy, but there is nothing he loves more than burying his face between your legs as you breathlessly ride it. He loves to feel your sweet cunt on his face and your juices dripping down his chin. If he had it his way, he’d just die underneath you, high off weed and your pussy. Honestly? The bigger the thighs the better.

[jordyn-degas]

Forget-me-not

Characters: Shikamaru Nara x fem! reader

Additional: Ino Yamanaka; Sakura Haruno; Naruto Uzumaki; Kakashi Hatake; brief appearance & mentions: Shikaku Nara; Inoichi Yamanaka; Rock Lee; Tenten; Temari; Kiba; Choji

Warnings: characters are 19+; implied cheating; angst and a little bit of fluff; soft smut;

💀 NSFW! Minors DNI! 💀

Mood 🎧 SHAED & ZAYN - Trampoline

"Wait if I'm on fire How am I so deep in love? When I dream of dying I never feel so loved"

Final words of two fathers passing on their legacy to their beloved children, voices resounding into the minds of all too young to handle such pain teenagers. When it was discovered who was behind the master plans capable of holding off Obito and Madara Uchiha, the Ten Tailed Beast was mercilessly instructed to completely destroy the Intelligence Center in which Shikaku Nara and Inoichi Yamanaka have been tailoring each strategy brilliantly.

“You know what you have to do.” Shikaku’s voice boomed into your mind for one last time.

Breath choked out, scrambling to find an exit out of strained lungs in a series of unfortunate events, your left hand balled up in a tight fist, nails shedding crescent moons into the skin while the right one began the mission you were entrusted with. Jaw clenched with a loud crack, lips shut into a thin line that accompanied a pair of pulsating eyes with anger, pain and determination setting them ablaze, knowing it was the time to be the much needed voice of reason. Fingers intertwined with others rapidly, pressing into the backhand of a tensed and broken Shikamaru Nara.

“Shikamaru.” you said as flatly as possible, the last thing the boy needed being your sadness and pity. “It’s your turn.”

“As if.” Shikamaru spat, clenching his jaw and tightening his grip on your hand.

“Listen to me.” you followed with the gaze set on a specific person. “See that idiot?

“Yes.” Shikamaru replied as you both looked at Naruto Uzumaki.

“Great leaders do not wage wars aimlessly and make decisions on their own.” you said with a determined smile. “They rely on the guidance of the most trusted, most intelligent and capable of them all.”

“Y/N ..” Shikamaru sighed, eyes now trailing one of those powerful facial expressions of yours that always instilled in him the idea that he was, indeed, the best of them all.

“What do you say, Nara?” you asked, head lazily tilting to the side to meet his gaze with a smile. “Ready to show them what Konoha’s best strategist can do?”

Shikamaru has always asked himself how can you be of such pure confidence, running on a determination that most have lost by now, recharging through absorbing the hopes of others and passing it to him with a simple touch.

You had walked into his life with an arrogant smirk, a snide remark and a wink when the Raikage decided to send you to Konoha for war preparations. Gods, he could not stand you back then and neither did you. Always at each other’s throats under sharp replies and rude comments meant to graze the thick skins you both were possessing. Shikamaru could not understand for the life of him how your entire character cast a shadow of intrigue and attractiveness he found alluring. Days grew shorter, nights became longer hunched over desks, conversation flowing in with an ease he never had with anyone else. Tides shifted as your fingers would ghost over his arms or shoulders, becoming even more frequent when he would allow his hand to innocently press on the small of your back. Melodic laughs singing praises of a good time would jolt Shikamaru’s heart into erratic heartbeats whenever you found him amusing. He grew to care for you, to seek your company in days where he would simply want to lay with you on the abundant grass of Konoha, into the shadows of emerald green trees under the scorching sun. You knew how to mold on his laidback, quiet personality, peacefully laying on your side and watching him think deeply, zoning out into the depths of his intellect.

“I like you.” you said softly, bluntness recoiling off the tip of your tongue.

“What changed?” Shikamaru asked to test a confession with two sides of interpretation, him choosing to believe the most innocent rather than the one he truly wanted.

“I did.” you replied with a small frown, ripping off a bit of grass at the sudden realization of your confession, in between your fingers a Forget-me-not flower of a bright white. “Coming here was not what I had expected.”

“Hm.” Shikamaru hummed knowing the person you were when your form leaned against the doorframe of his office and the person you were now while laying next to him. “I like you too.”

“What changed?” you asked with a smirk that had the Nara boy turn his head to meet your playful gaze.

“I did.” Shikamaru replied by studying the softened features of your face. “Having you here was not what I had expected.”

The short memory flashed before his eyes as your hand slowly slid out of his. Shikamaru’s hand clenched around nothing, a shiver running down his spine, tensed back snapping violently under the pressure watching you take a step forward, ready to fight for a hope that seemed nowhere to be found. Forehead protector being secured around your right arm, you wrapped steady fingers into the pile of hair and swiftly pulled it up, tying it into a high ponytail as your muscles flexed under the strength exerted into the motion.

“Y/N.” Shikamaru spoke, hiding with an unmeasured skill the fear gripping his heart at the simple thought of how you might not see each other after all is said and done.

“I know.” you replied, head turning slightly to the right as you smiled melancholically over the shoulder. “Ino.”

“Yes.” Ino Yamanka followed as she snapped out of the suffocating pain of losing her father.

“Take care of him, will you?” you asked, looking forward for them to not see the tears bubbling into your eyes with the same burning fear Shikamaru carried.

“I will.” Ino nodded with a small smile, noticing Shikamaru’s lost gaze on you, lips parted as they held back unspoken words.

“Now ..” you raised the tonality of your voice, hands grasping the waist tightly. “I will meet you on the other side.”

“Just ..” Shikamaru said clenching his jaw lightly before calming himself down as he could not focus on the trying feelings in such dire moments. “.. be careful.”

In that moment, you managed to offer him what was needed to move forward, that specific laugh you only had when with him under Konoha’s bright blue sky. Thin threads of past and present intertwined with all of the pain, the determination you managed to instill in him. Losing sight of the girl that meant much more than Shikamaru would ever care to admit, his focus recharged as Shogi pieces moved across the battlefield. He was ready.

2 years later

Stillness entrapped your mind and body, blatant emotions stemmed out of nervousness and anticipation erupting at the very core of your being as you sat in the middle of the Hokage’s office.

“Lord Sixth.” you bowed your head slightly.

“I’m still Kakashi Hatake.” the silver haired chuckled at your ceremonious tonality.

“You are.” you raised an eyebrow. “But with a title.”

“Fair enough.” Kakashi sighed knowing he could never win with you. “The Raikage has detached you to our village indefinitely from what I have been informed.”

“That is right.” you nodded, placing a stack of folders on the heavy wooden desk. “We have managed to identify multiple cells formed from followers that preach and believe in Madara’s dream.”

“As we did.” Kakashi frowned, taking one of the folders and opening it flat in front of him.

“I have already dispatched multiple teams to search and monitor various followers until further notice.” you replied sternly. “They are awaiting the results of our cooperation in hopes of a plan to capture them.”

“Absolutely.” Kakashi nodded. “Do you mind waiting for my advisor? He is bringing over our files and we can proceed swiftly with developing a plan.”

“Not at all.” you said with a small smile. “Found a good advisor after the war?”

“Yes, I did.” Kakashi replied, eyeing you with a gaze that suddenly shifted the air which you found oddly suspicious.

“How is Naruto?” you followed by brushing off the weird energy brought upon the subject. “And the others?”

“I thought the war would calm him do ..” Kakashi began to speak but was interrupted by a knock. “Come in.”

“Man, these are heavy.” Shikamaru said completely fed up with all the carrying.

Kakashi watched your sudden change in demeanor as your lips parted slightly, a quiet sigh being breathed out sharply and imperceptible to the untrained ear, hands twitching once before gripping each other in the front to hide the obvious nervousness accompanied suddenly dilated pupils into the bright sun. He hid a knowing smile behind the infamous mask, well aware as much as others at what Shikamaru meant to you. Vice versa, the scene was heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time, Shikamaru dropping the files next to yours without realizing right away who he was standing next to. When his gaze slapped your cheeks, he stilled. Two years later and it was as if not even a single day brushed over your figure, as if time decided to spare you of aging and growing with an all too smooth skin, even more so than the last time he saw you. Shikamaru swallowed, maintaining his all too unbothered demeanor all the way through looking at you, hiding perfectly under a mask of boredom all the emotions that tried him.

“Advisor, ha?” you asked, not tearing your gaze from Kakashi that seemed to be awfully pleased with this encounter. “You did well.”

“Says the world’s most renowned Hunter-nin.” he replied, turning his eyes to Kakashi as well. “Five Madara cells in 48 hours.”

“Six.” you said with a smirk. “As of this morning.”

Kakashi chuckles, your capability of impressing him and everyone else not at all surprising. He knew since the moment you stepped into Konoha that you were a force of nature, of a surgical precision that put even him to shame and that is how you have grown on the, now, Sixth Hokage. The definition of a younger self Kakashi left behind was deeply imprinted into your whole being and posture.

“I will let you to it.” you said cutting to the suffocating silence sharply. “Call upon me once the files have been reviewed and we can start on a strategy.”

“Thank you.” Kakashi said, tapping lightly on the stack of folders.

“My pleasure, Lord Sixth.” you replied with a nod and a smile before turning to Shikamaru. “Nara.”

Turning on your heels swiftly, body and mind calmly guiding you out of the office, keeping up the confidence in your walk until the door closes shut. Uneven, shaky breaths erupted from the back of your lungs, erratic heartbeats plummeting into a definite flatline as your back rested against the nearby wall. It was not at all surprising that the boy plaguing your mind at day and dreams at night was here. However, you were not prepared to run into him so quickly and to be the Hokage’s Advisor, even with all the wits and intellect he possessed. Truth to be told, he was the only person that could break through the hardened, arrogant façade that graced your features. A single gaze and he had you almost crumbling under the scrutinizing eyes of the Hokage. Taking such a deep breath it had you dizzy, a most painful memory emerged from the deep fog you cast over that part of your life.

“I have to return.” you said leaning against the tree as the war had ended, everyone freed from the painful perfection of a reality injected by the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

“Now?” Shikamaru asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes.” you nodded. “I am not to stay back but to return to the village and assign order upon the Raikage’s return as per his instructions.”

“Understood.” Shikamaru replied knowing very well how the chain of command works, how at such a young age you were indispensable to your village and Raikage. “Well, then ..”

“I-I’m sorry.” you uttered, head shifting to the side as your gaze met a flower untouched by the scorching hate of the war, petals dancing with the short gust of wind that rushed through the woods in which you two stood hidden from the world.

Shikamaru wished for this moment to not be prolonged more than necessary as it was causing enough heartburn with your confession of return. He was well aware of what that entitled as the chances of seeing you again anytime soon were crushed under the weight of being parted indefinitely. You saw how his lazy posture tensed out of a sudden, arm tensing with his fingers digging into the material of the damaged flak vest. Breaking all bonds you have tied your emotions with, unlocking the mercilessly caged heart under a want that triumphed over anything else. Your hand slowly raised, elbow bent slightly in fear as you began to reach for him, shaking under the pressure. Fingers clasped the air before releasing it, hand clenching around nothing and, against your better judgment, you began pulling back under Shikamaru’s blank expression, his eyes entrapping yours.

Heartache and pain clutched at your heart seeing how you could not read him anymore, not the way you used and loved to, how he could impeccably block emotions as if it was a second nature. Gaze falling to the ground, steps shifted into the dirt and grass as they approached you lazily, the sound of a zipper running loose having you sigh. Warm fingers wrapped around the coldness of your wrist, pulled to meet a chest in which thumping heartbeats could be easily felt. Palm cupping your feverish cheek, a tingling sensation pinching it as it was pushed for your eyes to meet the ones you knew cannot be forgotten. Under the crown of the tree you chose to lean against, leaves shuffled from the careful touch of a chilly wind, shivers overcoming your tired body while getting lost into the gaze and touch of the boy you fell in love with. As if the Gods decided upon a parting gift for you, Shikamaru’s lips brushed against yours, warmth spilling against them and you melted without a second thought. Entrapping every sense that grounded you to reality, he captured your chapped lips into the kiss both have yearned for, succumbing to a harmonious dance of softness and want. Tears spilled out of your closed eyes, his thumbs carefully catching them so as to not waste the love that carried them. Shikamaru knew and could feel how much he meant for you as it mirrored perfectly the feelings he so adamantly tried to ignore for the longest time, plaguing a spacious mind trained on intelligence and seriousness. However, he could not deny you of such want, could not deny himself of such desire, with every movement of your lips against his, Shikamaru bolting shut the door that was once opened and led to his heart. Pulling himself back, you immediately saw the change in demeanor, gaze avoiding yours as the last finger trailed along your jaw until it left your face and presence. Steps being taken back, hands shoved into the pockets of dirty pants, Shikamaru left. You gasped for air, fingers running across the freshly kissed lips before turning in the opposite direction. A last glance at the bright white flower that bore witness to a silent confession, you realized it was a Forget-me-not. Wiping off the last of tears, you took the long road home.

“Oi, Y/N!” Naruto called as you walked on one of the busy streets of Konoha.

“Naruto?” your voice tangled in surprise as the blonde rushed up to you.

“Am I taller or you shorter?” he chuckled as both embraced each other as friends and comrades.

“Very funny.” you laughed pulling back as you always have been shorter, Naruto poking fun at how much aggressiveness could come out of such a small bundle of joy. “Haircut? Suits you well.”

“Really?” Naruto beamed. “I thought so too.”

“Such modesty from the hero of Konoha.” you replied amused.

“We’re all heroes.” he replied, swinging his arm around your shoulders. “Ramen? I want to hear everything you’ve been up to.”

“Please.” you sighed. “I’m starving.”

**

“How was even Naruto the first person to see you after two years?” Ino asked, annoyed while aggressively tapping her fingers against the kitchen table.

“Actually, Kakashi was the first person to see me.” you grinned, annoying her even more.

“Fine!” Ino threw her hands in the air. “The second.”

“Well, the second was actually ..” you said as the smile peeled off instantly. “.. Shikamaru.”

“Oh ..” Ino breathed, annoyance washing away seeing how your eyes were avoiding hers. “How did it go?”

Instead of replying, your gaze met hers, lower lip trembling along with the chin, nostrils flaring up in an attempt to control the wave of emotions. Ino tilted her head, hand working up the wooden surface until it met yours, fingers carefully caressing the skin as she wanted nothing more than to see you smile. Both have easily become the best of friends since you stepped into Konoha years ago, each other’s shoulder to cry on and be yourselves when together.

“I missed him so much.” your voice trembled while touching the lips with a memory of the past. “Standing in that office this morning, I felt as if I couldn’t breathe, as if everything stopped momentarily for me to have a minute next to him.”

“Oh, Y/N.” Ino whispered as tears filled her eyes. “You’re still ..”

“Yes.” you cut her off knowing what she was about to say. “I never stopped. I tried and I couldn’t.”

“Then there is something I have to tell you because I do not want you to find out from someplace else.” Ino said squeezing your hand and you readied yourself based on the look on her face. “Him and Temari are dating.”

Breath was sucked out of your lungs, lips trembling parted in a shock that did not come from the revelation as you always knew Temari had feelings for him, but from the pain that mercilessly tore into you. Squeezing Ino’s hand as hard as possible, you forced the tears to not spill, teeth dipping into the lower lip almost splitting it open. Brain conjured up the memory of that burning and deep kiss you two shared, replacing yourself with the blonde that made her way into his heart, knife twisting deeper into the wound that was left behind.

“Tell me everything.” you breathed, pushing back every single drop of emotion, tilting your head slightly with a cold emptiness into your eyes.

“Don’t.” Ino trapped your hand on the table. “Don’t do that. I know of your capabilities to shut down in the blink of an eye.”

“Ino.” you said flatly. “Tell me everything from the start."

**

Something is off.

Shikamaru replayed these words into his mind over and over again over the course of the past three weeks since you have returned to Konoha. Colors of mornings and nights were not reflecting into your eyes anymore, absorbing each ray of light into the deep end of that hollow void you gazed at him with. There was no longer warmth surrounding you, Shikamaru being met with a coldness so startling it had his blood freeze on numerous occasions. Long gone were the days where he could distract you with a snide remark or joke, all of the words encompassing your work relationship being nothing but professional. It seemed as if you were here but not existing, his presence no longer pulling out the enthralling smile you entrapped him forever.

He pondered many times if you were happy back home, if you found someone that gave you everything, that warmed your bed at night when the stars would bear witness to your peaceful sleep. Was there someone that has claimed your plump lips after he did? Shikamaru could vividly remember, as if it was yesterday and not a day later, the heartwarming, loving and painful kiss you both shared at the end of the war. Your sweet taste still lingered on his lips, feeling even the saltiness of the tears you shed for parting with him.

No, it could not be that. Those big, beautiful eyes that used to be bright were now claimed by complete emptiness and he thought for a moment that it was because of him. As much as Shikamaru wanted to be the man plaguing your dreams and existence, he could not bring himself to cause you such pain.

“Folder 2011.” you said flatly, arm stretching over the desk without even meeting his gaze.

“Here.” Shikamaru replied, purposefully brushing his hand against yours when he placed the leather file into your hand.

Absolutely no reaction, sucked into the coldness you so easily possessed now, whereas in the past a pale blush would warm your cheeks. He was not the person to pry into other people’s businesses but you were not a simple someone to him.

“Y/N.” Shikamaru said and your eyes shot up to him with a raised eyebrow. “Are you alright?”

“Yes.” the reply came almost too quickly which caused him to frown. “Why?”

“You seem different.” Shikamaru said while studying every inch of your face for any kind of sign.

“Coming here was not what I had expected.” you gave him an answer that forced Shikamaru back into a past that seemed too distant to be reached, the reply opening a memory in which you have said this before. “I have to take these to Kakashi.”

Without offering him the chance to say anything else, you made your way out of the office while Shikamaru had his head bowed over the files. He was well aware you knew about Temari since Ino so gracefully informed him about and, after this small interaction that was longer than any you both had since coming back, he knew that was the reason behind your entire demeanor. Your presence conflicted everything he represented, every decision taken so far based on the thinking that he will never see you again after that moment.

“Shikamaru.” Sai walked in, gaze roaming around the office. “Have you seen Y/N?”

“She is with Kakashi.” Shikamaru replied flatly.

“We are all going out tonight.” Sai followed, sensing some kind of tension in the air. “Tell Y/N as well.”

“Will do.” Shikamaru nodded and Sai left the room.

With the door closing, he leaned into the chair and took a deep breath. Temari was also coming tonight. For the first time in his life, Shikamaru wanted to go alone, to not have Temari before your eyes when you were the one supposed to be standing next to him. Man, it's going to be a drag.

**

“What do you mean you’re not coming?” Sakura snorted while rummaging through your closet.

“I still have a lot of cases to review.” you replied, leaning against the bed frame and letting your body relax into the pillows.

“Not tonight!” Ino said from the bathroom while a dress collided with your face.

“Naruto really wants you there.” Sakura said, pulling you off the bed. “This dress right now.”

“Why?” you asked confused while undressing the comfy clothes you’d adopted around the house. “He was over for dinner and didn’t say a word.”

“He always had a soft spot for you.” Sakura replied, raising an eyebrow at you as if you haven't been here for a month. “Also, the three of us talked and were kind of worried.”

“Can you not?” you asked irritatedly while stepping in front of the mirror to see what she picked out for you. “I don’t .. oh!”

In all honesty, you forgot you actually had nice clothes laying around inside the closet. Sakura picked a dark blue sundress with short sleeves that hugged your shoulders perfectly, a pale pink floral design that reminded you of her hair, its length stopping about a palm above your knees. The natural curls of your hair were flowing down your back, a few strands framing your face that was now contoured by a small smile.

“Forget-me-not.” you thought, fingers brushing over the floral pattern.

Naruto leaned against a light pole while waiting for the girls to show up, eyes glued on their friends through the large window of the restaurant. Kiba was in a heated argument with Lee while Ten Ten laughed at them, Choji putting in the order for food and first round of drinks. He was careful to tell them of Y/N’s favorite drink that also had enough alcohol as it was needed for tonight. The blonde’s bright, blue gaze stopped on the other two, Shikamaru having a smirk plastered on his face due to whatever Temari was whispering into his ear. Naruto appreciated the girl deeply but he could not shake the feeling of disrespect he believed Shikamaru exerted tonight. He knew Y/N would be here as everyone was raving about it and the boy could not understand for the life of him why Shikamaru would pull such a stunt. It wasn’t as if no one knew how he truly felt.

“Naruto!” Sakura called and he snapped out of the annoyance he felt.

“Sakura! Ino!” Naruto greeted as his smile spread even wider seeing you. “You came!”

“How couldn’t I?” you replied with a grin, stopping right in front of him. “Hearing you want me here meant that I could not break my favorite boy’s heart.”

“I-I’m your favorite?” Naruto stuttered slightly as a pale blush slapped his cheeks while Sakura and Ino were failing terribly at muffling their laughs.

“Of course you are!” you purred, touching his arm softly. “Am I not your favorite girl?”

“W-Well .. you a-are.” Naruto gulped as his entire body tensed at the touch.

“Don’t get any ideas Uzumaki.” you pulled back, raising an eyebrow at him amused.

“Y/N!” Naruto whined as the girls exploded in a full blown laugh by now. “Why do you always have to be so flirty?”

“You’re making it too easy.” you smiled with a shrug.

“Come here.” he chuckled, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “Stay close to me tonight.”

“Why?” you frowned.

“Stop asking questions.” Ino groaned. “It’s for your own good.”

Brushing off Ino's confusing comment despite wanting to tell her that you are far from a damsel in distress, you wrapped an arm around Naruto's waist as he led you inside. The entire conversation from outside became obvious instantaneously when the first pair of eyes you met were Shikamaru's. It did not matter for a single moment that everyone else was booming with excitement around you, Ten Ten quickly expressed how glad she was that you were finally joining them for a night out after all the previous hard worked weeks. Through hugs and smiles, the both of you kept the eye contact locked, Shikamaru's arm resting around Temari's shoulders, her completely oblivious with the situation, quick to shake your hand.

"We met in the middle of the battle." Temari chuckled. "Not much time to chat then, right?"

"I think we managed to exchange names in between a Jutsu and a few White Zetsu set to kill us." you replied amused, the girl laughing as you found pride in the ability to be civil with someone that did nothing wrong by you, mere jealousy poisoning your heart.

Naruto did not leave your side for a single moment, arm shifting from around the waist to the shoulders and back again, everyone else present tonight catching on what was going on. Except Shikamaru. He was capable of analyzing strategy after strategy, coming up with the best ones, spending countless hours developing them but could not understand for the life of him what was the deal with you and Naruto being so cozy. Naruto was taken last time he checked, watching how he whispered things in your ear that brought out the same laugh and smile he so deeply missed, the same ones he used to pull out of you. Completely thrown off by the small gestures and touches exchanged in between the two of you, Shikamaru's focus shifted more and more as the night went by. Body and gestures set on Temari, senses and eyes set on you, the duplicity of the situation intertwined with yours the moment he caught your lingering gaze. Soft features melting with each movement of your eyes as you were trailing his arm around Temari's shoulders, how his thumb caressed over the article of clothing she was wearing. Sadness pooled into those beautiful eyes, the same one Shikamaru has witnessed the day you two parted ways.

"I need a bit of air." you said to Naruto, worried expression meeting your sad one, mind unable to wipe away the scene of your kiss from two years ago, constantly on repeat. "Don't worry. I'll be back."

"Take this." Naruto said, handing you his jacket. "In case you get colder outside."

"Thank you." you replied with a soft smile, lips placing a quick kiss on his cheek to which he grinned. "Don't get any ideas Uzumaki."

Naruto chuckled seeing how a bit of your usual personality crep back in, Sakura swiftly catching Ino by the wrist when she attempted to follow after you. Walking outside into the night, people passing back and forth towards their homes or to meet their friends as well, you inhaled the chilly air, a feeling of liberation and freedom hitting deeply. It was the moment when you could break down, turning right past the corner of the restaurant, hiding into the darkness of the small way made in between its wall and the fence. No one could see the tears streaming down the cheeks, their hot trails feeling as if burning right through the skin, hands trembling even with Naruto’s jacket covering your cold boy, heartbeats laced with pain carving dents into the tensed ribcage. Sitting in front of the boy you loved for the past three hours, forcing yourself to play the role of a happy girl while he held in his arms another, drained almost all the energy you have saved up in the past few weeks by barely existing, by barely acknowledging his presence in the same room as yours. Fingers fidgeting with the small purse you were carrying, opening the lid from a pack of cigarettes you had from three months ago when the last one was smoked. It was a disgusting, idiotic habit, picked up when you had no one else to talk to, when the loneliness suffocated every bit of your being while searching for a release for all the sadness, anger and frustration. Cigarette filter resting in between your teeth, hand rummaging through the small purse in search for a lighter that seems nowhere to be found.

“Here.” Shikamaru said, firm voice having you jump, teeth sinking into the filter so as to not drop the cigarette.

Metallic sound graced the silence, lighter flicking on with its burning flame as you leaned in, faces illuminated briefly by its light. Hearing the crackling sound at the tip of the cigarette, you pulled back and inhaled deeply, back hitting the concrete wall of the restaurant as Shikamaru extinguished the flame. Exhaling the poisonous smoke, you felt more at ease, his nerve wracking presence not so overwhelming as long as this vice kept pushing it away.

“I had no idea you were smoking.” Shikamaru said, leaning lazily against the fence in front of you.

“Occasionally.” you replied, gaze meeting the star abundant sky in hopes of the tears rolling back in. “This is my first in three months.”

“Stress?” Shikamaru asked, following your lead and lighting up one for himself.

“You could say so.” you answered, smoke being exhaled from two pairs of lungs and intertwining into the cold air.

“Things usually have a way of sorting themselves out.” Shikamaru said, watching you gazing upon the stars, wondering what was going on inside your head, if he was there at all.

“They do, don’t they?” you asked bitterly, lazily raising your hand for the index finger to point at him. “Prime example.”

“Me?” Shikamaru laughed quietly. “As if.”

Chin dropping downwards, your eyes fell from the sky and locked with his, all the tears accumulated into them from the tilting of your head spilled at once, cheeks stained with the undeniably pain that washed past the jawline, trickling down the neck and into the dress. The cigarette in between fingers was long gone, burning itself to the end before falling on the ground, Shikamaru letting a breathless sigh at the sight in front of him. It was the exact same as back then, the same pained expression with love and fear pooling into your eyes, the same one plaguing his mind, his dreams and entire existence. Pushing himself off the fence, the gap in between the two of you almost closed, his palms softly cupped your face, a small hiccup jumped out at the touch you missed, oh, so much. Thumbs catching hot tears, wiping them away, Shikamaru leaned into you, foreheads connecting with noses brushing ever so slightly and a small smile graced his lips.

“Don’t cry because of me.” Shikamaru said quietly, breathless even, pleading with your heart to stop hurting. “Please.”

“I’m missing you too much.” you whispered, shame and pain tugging at your entire being, knowing she was right on the other side of the wall, waiting for him. “I’m missing you even more when you’re right in front of me.”

“I’m right here.” Shikamaru replied, pressing a kiss on each eyelid, salty tears staining his burning lips.

“No, Shikamaru.” you sighed, unable to avert your gaze. “You’re not.”

Pulling back slightly, still holding your beautiful face into his palms, Shikamaru’s head tilted a bit at your words, catching right away the meaning behind them as he had the exact same feelings. He had missed you terribly the moment his lips left yours two years ago, missed you even more when sitting at the same desk, so incredibly close, yet so incredibly far. Against every bit of sound judgment that resounded in his mind, against every single thought that reminded him who was the person he brought here tonight, Shikamaru brushed his lips against yours, both shivering slightly at the soft feeling. The yearning he felt was overcoming anything else, irrationality splitting his mind in half the moment lips captured each other into the heart melting kiss no one was able to offer him after you. Arms sneaking upwards, wrapping around Shikamaru’s neck, palm pressing on its back, two bodies flushed against each other. Hesitance and softness perished under his tongue brushing over your lower lip, opening up for the only boy that never had to ask for it, hunger and fervor taking away the innocence of the last 20 minutes. Pulling back slightly, not giving enough time for rational thoughts to come in between, Shikamaru’s hands grabbed your waist tightly as he pushed you upwards against the wall, legs wrapping around the body you wanted for yourself. One arm locked around your waist, the other went behind the neck, fingers tangled into curls as he pulled you back into the damned kiss that had your soul humming and heart aching. Intensity brought fervor, pain brought love while yearning brought passion, dress sliding upwards from the position, clothed sex coming in direct contact with Shikamaru’s hard length, throbbing furiously into the pants that now felt tighter than ever. A groan was pushed into your mouth as you sighed in complete pleasure, nails digging into the material of his shirt. In between tongues exploring each other, hands burning to grab, squeeze and pull, Shikamaru pushed himself harder into you, a lewd moan escaping from in between your puffy lips. As if the Gods knew what to do, Temari flashed before both of your eyes, perfect timing slicing abruptly two intertwined bodies trying to make up for the lost time. Pulling back at the same time, thoughts in complete sync, your feet hit the ground as Shikamaru took a single step back, wide eyes and unspoken words carried away by the sudden brush of wind meant to cool the both of you. Realizing what he was about to do, being the exact opposite of the man he considered himself to be, Shikamaru fled without a single word to be addressed and your back hit the wall. Figure turning left past the corner, the merciless tears returned as another person stepped into the small alleyway.

“Leave me alone this time, please.” you begged without even looking.

“Let me take you home?” Naruto asked softly, walking in front of you and zipping up the jacket as the gusts of wind intensified.

“Mhm.” you hummed, arm wrapping around your shoulders, Ino patiently waiting for the two of you. “You don’t have to come.”

“Sakura can handle the rest.” Ino smiled, stepping on the other side to take your hand into hers. “She will come over later.”

“Are you alright?” Naruto asked while looking down at you, a small smile curving his lips enough to bring one out of you as well.

“No.” you sighed with a shrug. “I can honestly admit that I am far from alright.”

1 weeks later

“You didn’t sign them?” Sakura frowned, eyes scanning for the third time the pages sent over by Kakashi.

“I will.” you replied, wrapping even tighter the blanket around you.

“Will you?” she followed with sadness. “Or are you going back to Kumogakure?”

No reply came out, no matter how much you wanted to offer her one, to reassure Sakura that it was not as it seemed despite contemplating leaving the village. Kakashi offered you permanent residence in Konoha as a Kumogakure attaché, an opportunity you imagined in a certain way that might never come. You truly loved it, friends that were more like family, something you did not have back home besides your job. Konoha became your true home but you kept wondering if they were enough to stay. Glancing at the papers that have been on the coffee table for the past four days, tears pricked at your eyes yet again.

“Do you mind if we see each other tomorrow?” you rasped, letting your body drop into the couch.

“Not at all.” Sakura replied with a soft smile, squeezing at your ankle lightly. “Please eat?”

“I promise.” you nodded, teeth biting into the plush blanket.

Sakura’s bare feet slapped against the wooden floor until they slipped into the ninja sandals in the hallway, door opening and closing shortly thereafter. Rain mercilessly banged against the windows, dark gray clouds piling and piling, matching the shade you thought your heart was now of. Even if tears pricked at your eyes, they were not falling anymore as the numbness of past week’s events suffocated any need of feeling anything. How could you fool yourself into thinking that you’d come back into Shikamaru’s life and pull him away from everything that he has built in the past two years? Who did you think you were to view yourself so special? 

Any attempt to hurt yourself even further was abruptly stopped by a couple of knocks against the door. Contemplating if you should ignore them or not, they grew in intensity and number, wrapped in a blanket body lazily dragging itself off the couch. Bare feet barely able to sustain the emotional tiredness you were feeling, fingers grabbed the doorknob, twisted and pulled. Figure drenched completely in rain, clothes so full of water the droplets were barely absorbed into them, uneven breathing straining the chest as the familiar dark gaze set on yours in pain. Forearms raised, pressed against the doorframe, body leaning in slightly at the sight of you.

“S-S-Shikamaru ..” you whispered, shock overcoming all other senses as the blanket dropped off your body

“I broke up with her.” Shikamaru rasped, eyes searching for something, anything into yours.

“Why?” you asked confused, not speaking or seeing each other after what had happened having you under the impression that nothing had changed.

“You know exactly why.” he replied, lips parting in surprise hearing him, allowing yourself to believe it without a second thought.

Darting forward, lips crashed into each other, melting away all the pain you had felt since coming back, since last week, replacing everything with pure love. Shikamaru pulled you up in a split second, kicking the door shut, both not caring for a single second that all the rain from his clothes was spilling on the floor, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, fearing he might disappear again, as his hands squeezed at the flesh of your thighs. Hands exploring with hunger as they went up his shoulders, slipping under the shirt on his back before dipping into the wet flesh.

“End of the hallway.” you mumbled against his lips, pushing off the flak vest to fall on the floor.

“Impatient.” Shikamaru clicked his tongue, a smirk tugging at the lips, leg pushing open the door to the bedroom.

Kiss breaking as you whimpered at the loss of his lips, feet touching the ground yet again, you both suddenly felt the hit of what was about to happen, of where you were standing. Face to face, bodies close enough to fit only a coin in between, bed only three steps away behind you, the hunger suddenly dissipated being replaced by sexual tension and uneven breathing, a deep conversation taking place between two pair of eyes yet to say to each other how they truly felt. Shikamaru was simply making sure that this is what you wanted, after the entire ordeal he wouldn’t be able to blame you if you suddenly stopped it.

Without losing eye contact, fingers grabbed the hem of Shikamaru’s shirt, pushing it upwards as your lips met his chest, peppering hot kisses as it fell off his lean body before he could softly grab your chin, tilting it slightly wanting to taste you once again. Tame, yet burning, kisses electrified your body from head to toe, melting with each passing second, his lips traveling slowly along the corner of your mouth, brushing the jawline before attaching themselves to the sensitive skin on your neck. A quiet moan filled the silence, knowing that in the morning there will be an obvious love bite for everyone to see, fingers expertly undoing his pants, falling to the floor instantly. Before you could get a hold of what was hiding behind the material confinement, Shikamaru spun you around, shirt flying off your body with one swift movement that took you by complete surprise, forgetting for a second that, he too, had experience by now. Eyeing the bed, a knot formed into your stomach, a wave of sudden self-consciousness hitting you at the image of him seeing you naked for the first time. Warm breath fanned over your shoulders, one arm sneaking around your lower body, warm palm resting on your belly, a finger tracing along the spine, the simple touch sending shivers down your back, bumping against the bra clasp. Without even realizing, it was undone, slowly falling down your shoulders and arms, breasts spilling out of their confinement as it fell to the floor along with the shorts you forgot you even had on, too lost into the moment and touches to care. Nipples perked up at the contact of Shikamaru’s throbbing length in between your ass cheeks, index and middle fingers trapping one of the hardened buds in between them, pulling softly, a groan enveloped in a broken moan bouncing off the walls as your back arched, pushing yourself to feel him even more, low growl evading the usually composed boy. The other hand slid down the belly, stopping right at the hem of your panties, waiting patiently, and your head fell on his shoulders.

“It’s alright, Shika.” you said with a small smile, hand wrapping around his wrist and guiding him down to your wet heat.

Fingers sliding in between your folds, Shikamaru’s breath hitched, an ego boost thundering inside feeling how wet you were for him, pooling into his palm as he cupped your sex, a groan and breathy moan escaping at the same time, dacing into the air. Breath picking up the pace as his fingers explored, brushing right past the entrance and you pushed yourself against it impatiently. Shikamaru chuckled at the movement, pushing himself into you while his thumb attended to the bundle of nerves hidden in between the soft folds.

“P-please ..” you mewled pathetically, wanting to feel him now more than ever. 

“I know what you need.” Shikamaru whispered against your ear, a loud moan stumbling out of your throat as a finger slipped inside your needy cunt.

Warm, wet, attention craving, gummy walls welcomed him, Shikamaru humming at the feeling of your pussy clenching around his finger, slowly dragging it up and down to allow its adjustment. Wetness spilled out, dripping down his hand and on the floor, arm wrapping around your waist to stop you from squirming, both grinding against each other. Capturing your lips into a sloppy kiss over the shoulder, the second finger went in, teeth sinking into his lower lip at the feeling. The tightness of your pussy was mind numbing, Shikamaru curving up his fingers inside, thumb circling on the clit with fervor, picking up the pace as you desperately craved friction, ass pushing and griding against his painfully throbbing cock, open mouth moans spilling into his own, his gaze solely set on your face, memorizing every eyebrow twitch, every crease around the eyes, every pleasured expression you were blessing him with. Mind filling up with only the image of his cock deeply buried inside of you, Shikamaru lost control for a moment, mercilessly pounding your dripping pussy with his fingers, at each feel of the swollen spot pushing into it slightly while, at the same time, thumb was pressing on the clit, high-pitched moans crashing against the walls every single time. He wanted to take it slow with you but the need of losing himself into you was greater than anything else.

“I-I’m ..” you moaned again, coil tightening rapidly into the stomach, the squelching sounds of your pussy being handled by him pushing you towards the edge

“I know, baby.” Shikamaru’s husky voice filling you up with goosebumps. “Cum for me.”

Teeth grazing softly your jaw, cock grinding against you, fingers pulling out and pushing back in your wetness, pressed the coil to the breaking point, Shikamaru’s plea to cum for him having your walls clench again and again until the entirety of your body snapped in his arms. Orgasm crashing violently into you, legs trembling as Shikamaru held your body flushed against his to not lose balance, you let out the most high-pitched moan you have ever heard coming out. Chest heaving, head falling back on his shoulder as you felt his fingers slowing down, riding the high, small and quiet moans still rolling off your lips.

“We’re not done yet.” Shikamaru smirked, a mischievous tinge into his dark eyes as he slowly directed you towards the bed.

Turning around, your eyes met his, legs hitting the edge before you fell backwards, all sprawled up for him to see. Deep blush covering your cheeks, gaze averting his, you felt the bed dipping under you, Shikamaru propping himself above your body.

“You are beautiful.” he whispered, stealing your lips yet again into that kiss that was taking your mind away.

“I-I ..” you stuttered, biting on your inner cheek.

“Tell me.” Shikamaru said, smiling softly seeing so much vulnerability into such a strong girl.

“I .. want ..” you swallowed hard, courage pushing your gaze to meet his. “.. you.”

“After everything ..” Shikamaru replied, thumb brushing along your lower lip. “.. are you sure?”

“More than ever.” you breathed, a finger hooking into the waistband of his boxers. “Please make me yours.”

Pushing off his body the last piece of clothing and freeing himself completely, you swallowed the pool of water gathered into your mouth, cock slapping against the pelvis deliciously and you licked your lips. Wetness pooled once again in between your legs, quickly dripping down the thighs as Shikamaru watched with a smirk how you were rubbing them together looking only for a fraction of the friction only he was capable of offering you. Both moving up into the bed, head hitting the pillow, you spread your legs inviting him in between them and inside your needy pussy. Towering over you, Shikamaru propped himself on one forearm, the other hand busy cupping your cheek while ravishing your puffy lips, the feeling of his cock poking at your entrance having you immediately shiver under him. Hand moving away from your face, eyes spilling into each other’s, Shikamaru wrapped it around his painfully throbbing length, rubbing it in between the wetness of your appetizing folds, lubricating himself with your arousal. Positioning the tip of his cock against the entrance, your hands rested on his back as legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Shikamaru’s hand went to grab at your thigh as he slowly pushed himself in, the tightness of your pussy having him groan as he went inch by inch, suffocating his cock despite prepping you beforehand. Nails digging into the skin of his back, you gasped feeling him pushing along your gummy walls, a slight burn and pleasure mixing together as you felt yourself being stretched out. Tightening his grip on your thigh, Shikamaru bottomed in with a low growl as you let out a shuddered breath, slack jaw in pleasure feeling how his cock twitched from your tightness and warmth.

Lowering himself, lips captured the others, tongues slipping in the moment his hips started to languidly roll against you. Slowly adjusting to the sizable member, Shikamaru quickly noticed how your body relaxed and melted, picking up the pace with which his cock buried itself into your needy cunt, moans matching in intensity. You were starting to lose any train of thought or awareness, nails dipping and clawing at his back as the most delicious cock you have ever taken was pounding into you as if there was no tomorrow. Every single touch he inflicted upon you was soft, caring and full of love adjoining the loud slaps of skin on skin as he buried himself into you as deep as possible. Despite being unable to utter anything besides lewd moans accompanied by the vulgar squelching of your pussy, despite Shikamaru losing himself entirely into you, both kept each other’s gaze as if afraid one of you was going to disappear. You could now see clearly that what you had thought was lost, was still there even greater than before. Pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss, the coil in your stomach returned, pussy clenching desperately around his cock, Shikamaru bringing his hand from your thigh to rub that incredible bundle of nerves that was capable of pulling out the most beautiful sounds you were going to make only for him from now on. The tightness of your pussy along with the suffocating clenches had him step on the edge as well.

“Shika, I’m ..” you moaned into his mouth, feeling how your nails, this time, had scratched deeper than wanted, a hiss leaving him.

“Cum with me, baby.” he said breathlessly, pulling almost out only to bury himself into you as deeply as possible.

Back arching at his movement, Shikamaru went in and did it again, cock deeply sheathed into your tight pussy. Feeling your walls clenching even tighter than before, he gave you one deep thrust before you completely unraveled under him, body shaking from head to toe as he reveled into the wave of moans rumbling out of your throat, eyes rolling into the back of your head. Seeing how you were slowly coming down from the high, Shikamaru kept your lips locked with his as he let a few more thrusts become a mind numbing orgasm not experienced with anyone before at this level, pulling out at the very last second. Dropping in the bed, next to you, both panting with smiles tugging at your lips, Shikamaru wrapped his arms around your body, pulling both closer than ever before. Stealing a long and deep kiss from your lips, you curved up in a ball into his chest, heartbeats soothing the tiredness felt at the moment, strong arms tightening their hold around you as if afraid to not leave again.

“I love you.” you whispered, placing a soft kiss on his chest.

“What changed?” Shikamaru asked, a smile gracing his lips, cheeks resting on top of your head.

“I did.” you replied with a grin, remembering how you already had this conversation and how fitting it was. “Coming back here was not what I had expected.”

“Hm.” Shikamaru hummed, fingers rubbing circles on the small of your back. “I love you too.”

“What changed?” you asked, head tilting upwards to meet his gaze.

“I did.” Shikamaru replied lowering himself slightly, lips capturing yours before delivering the final line of the conversation that started it all. “Having you back here was not what I had expected.”