AN: Edit 12/4/13 - I extended the story and changed the rating to M for my dear Sora-chan and Nami-chan 3

Summary: Shikaku and Ino find comfort in each others arms after the deaths of their loved ones.

Rating: R18 for sexual content.

Shut Up and Kiss Me

By: Rose

After Shikaku enjoyed the last of his sake he walked out into the Nara forest, as the deer gathered around the trees watching him lay down in the clearing. He was feeling lonely; usually Ino would stop by and cook him a meal. She'd talk his ear off and he would listen quietly throwing in opinions here and there. The house was so empty when she wasn't around. She always kept her distance after he denied her advances. It didn't bother him in the beginning but lately it was becoming increasingly difficult to push her away.

It started three years ago when Inoichi was killed. Ino put up a strong front and she was no stranger to death, having lost her sensei and mother, but the loss of her father shook her to the core. She kept everyone at a distance emotionally and was constantly putting herself in danger to protect her friends even when it wasn't necessary. Her friends were only able to see her growth and strength, she made sure of it. At least, she thought she had, but Yoshino saw right through her. The two females bonded and often spent time together.

When Ino came over Shikaku would tell her stories about Inoichi and Choza, they always made her smile. She quickly became a permanent member of the Nara home. She would even spend the night a few times a week, and on those nights she'd spend hours talking to Shikaku while he drank. She would tell him all her worries and how much she missed her parents. He was unexpectedly easy to talk to.

She enjoyed sitting in the forest with him. Occasionally he'd fall asleep, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest would put her in a trance. The scars on his face had her fingers itching to trace them. As the months went by he slowly invaded her mind; every thought eventually lead back to him. She managed to convinced herself that she only saw him as a father figure. The delusion only lasted two years.

Two years ago Shikamaru left for a multi-year mission in Suna. Then a few months later Yoshino didn't wake up. No one knew what happened, she was perfectly healthy the day before. Her heart just stopped beating. She died in Shikaku's arms with a smile on her face. He was devastated but managed to hide it well. Ino saw the pain in his eyes and practically moved in. She stopped sleeping over because the need to kiss him became overwhelming. She realized he wasn't a father figure when her body would respond to his presence. She began to have lewd dreams about him and she had trouble meeting his eyes.

One year ago she realized she'd fallen in love with him. She would flirt with him but he'd act like he didn't notice. Sometimes when he wasn't paying attention he found himself flirting back. On her birthday he took her out to eat. The waiter commented about the two being an odd couple. Shikaku was quick to tell him they were only friends. Ino didn't like the sound of that. It was her birthday and she deserved to get what she wanted. That night she confessed her love for him and he noticed she wasn't a little girl anymore. She was a young woman and he was an old man, a relationship between them would never work. As the months went by he became increasingly aware of her. It didn't help that she liked to wear skimpy outfits. He kept telling himself it was only lust and pushed the feelings away.

Hearing footsteps coming towards him, he let out a sigh. "I love you!" the words echoed through the forest, chasing the nearby deer away. She was becoming more persistent.

Shikaku sat up and watched the blond, her hands crossed in front of her; she looked upset. He sighed and lied back down on the grass. She bent over him and the wind blew her hair over his face. He'd never admit but he loved her hair. "I love you Shikaku." her voice was a whisper in the wind. Her eyes were watery, lost, and looking straight through him. He wondered if she was trying to read his mind with the vast sky in her eyes. Her hair was down and it cascaded towards his chest in waves of sunlight as she dropped to her knees at his side. When she was around night never came.

"You're too young to know what love is." he continued his regular speech, the one he gave her every time she tried to corner him. He listed the reasons why it was impossible, why it would never happen, how he could only ever see her as a child. Everything he said sounded halfhearted and when he called her a child it came out in a whisper. Her hand felt warm on his cheek, she was all he could see. No matter how many times he said it, she was far from a child.

"Just shut up and kiss me..." Ino didn't care what he thought right now. She didn't care if her loved her or not. It didn't matter if they never spoke after this. She needed to know what his kiss felt like. She straddled the older man his eyes locked with her's, he didn't move just watched her. Her breath on his lips made his heart race. He blamed the sake. The touch was barely existent, she was hesitating. He closed his eyes and she tried again. The pressure this time made him reach for her. She licked his lip, he enjoyed her exploration of his mouth. He didn't kiss back only let her do what she wanted.

When she pulled away she watched as his eyes slowly opened. There was no doubting the lust swirling in their depths. She kissed him again but this time his mouth moved against hers. She felt overwhelmed with the passion. It was forceful and a bit painful, she felt like she was drowning in him, she didn't know how she ended up underneath him. Everything around them disappeared.

"Are you sure this is what you want? There's no going back." he looked defeated and hopeful. He wasn't sure if he could let go of his past love but he has to know if his feelings for Ino were more then sexual. He wanted to believe in her feelings for him. He wanted to return those feelings. He wanted to heal. She smirked at him, mocking him for asking a question he already knew the answer to.

"You taste like sake." She pulled him in for another kiss. They both lost important people. He was the one who helped her cope, she wanted to help him too. She wanted their love to bloom like the flowers around them would. At first she felt dirty for falling for this man, but as their friends and family started dying she stopped caring. Any day could be their last and she was gonna make sure she got whatever she wanted.

Moving her lips she began to nip and suck at his neck. He knew if he let her continue there'd be marks.

He couldn't really bring himself to care. His breath would hitch whenever she bit a little to hard, she enjoyed the sound. He rolled them over, wanting her on top of him again. She looked down at him with a bright smile on her face. He smirked back up at her, she looked beautiful.

She traced the scars on his face lovingly, the touch sent shivers down his spine. She felt nervous and excited when his hands traveled up her sides and removed her shirt. The chilly night air gave her goosebumps. She placed her hands on his chest, realizing he only had pants on. She felt her cheeks heat up, how did she not notice before. He chuckled at her and she lightly hit his chest with her fists.

"Don't laugh at me." she pouted. He ignored her and sat up. With her still in his lap he began to rub her breasts. He enjoyed the feeling of her hard nipples in his palms. He trailed kisses from her shoulder to her ear.

"You're beautiful." he whispered into her ear. His voice made her heart beat faster, was his voice always so deep?

"I know." he gave her earlobe a slight tug with his teeth in response. A jolt of pleasure shot through her when his mouth moved back to her neck. Her breathing rate increased as he left a trail of love bites to her chest. Wrapping her arms around his head, he began to use his mouth to play with her breast.

A gasp escaped her lips when his hand rubbed up and down her thighs. Her skirt was pushed up around her waist. He could feel the heat raiding off of her and he felt an immense sense of pride knowing that she wanted him.

"Your panties are wet." he rubbed against the fabric slightly pressing his finger between her lips.

"Shut up..." she protested weakly as she was put on the grass. Shikaku removed the rest of her clothes and admired her. She was breathing deeply and covered in sweat. Ino was starting to feel embarrassed under his gaze so she pulled him in for a kiss and removed the band from his hair. His hand went between her legs, his finger gliding along the inside of her lips causing her to moan out his name.

"I wanna taste you." she shivered when his voice reached her ears. His mouth trailed hot kisses down her body while his fingers began to circle around her clit and opening. She pulled at his hair when she felt his tongue move between her lips. He took his time with her and she enjoyed rocking her hips against his finger when he slipped it inside her.

Once he slipped a second finger inside her she found it hard to not close her legs around him. She was drowning in pleasure. Then when he began to suck on her clit, she couldn't stop crying out his name, and she left deep scratches on his shoulders. Replacing his mouth with his thumb he watched as she climaxed.

Her body trembled for a few seconds before her muscles relaxed, and her breathing slowly returned to normal. His ego soared when his name echoed all around them. When she opened her eyes and looked at him, he had a goofy grin on his face. "Did it feel good?" she wanted to get upset about his new cocky attitude but she was too tired. Rolling her eyes she responded with a yes.

Ino looked sleepy so Shikaku decided to carry her into the house. Wrapping her arms around his neck she whispered into his ear, "I love you Shikaku."

Reality hit him once they entered the house. "Don't get mad at me if this doesn't work out." He didn't know what would happen from this point and that made him nervous

"Of course it'll work out. There's no woman out their better than me." she gave him a kiss on the cheek and yawned. "I'll show you what I can do in the morning." she felt guilty about not giving him the same pleasure he showered her with, but she could barely keep her eyes open.

Heat surged through his cheeks and he felt like a teenager all over again. "I look forward to it, Sunshine." he put her down and they both crawled into the bed, each falling asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow.