Title: Lazy
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: ShikamaruxChoji
Genre: Romance, failed attempt at comedy?
Status: Oneshot
Warning: Sexual theme, un-beta'd
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story and I'm not making any money. Naruto belongs to Kishimoto Masashi-sensei.
Lazy
The bulkier teen groaned loudly, stretching his strained muscles. A muffled hmph escaping full lips as Choji puffed his swirled cheeks in annoyance. He leveled a glare at his sleeping lover, his expression vexed. The lazy genius had just gotten back from a perilous mission the night before and already his body was screaming at him to stop all activities centering on his lover and any flat surfaces. Determined, the older teen shoved his lover, intent on waking him up.
"Whaaat!" Konoha's shadow user whined, an irritated frown marring his face. He raised a brow at his disgruntled lover, perplexed by his butterfly's moodiness.
"You!" Choji pointed, taking a deep breath before firing with his rant. "You beast! I told you I have a mission today and what did you do?"
"You wanted it." Shikamaru scoffed, unwilling to listen to his lover's exaggerated ailment. An unbelieving gasp left Choji's lips, the auburn-haired teen looking completely put out by his lover's blatant indifference.
"I missed you and I just wanted some sex!" The big-boned shinobi reasoned, a furious blush grazing his ample cheeks. "That was a marathon, Shika! I don't think I'll ever walk again, let alone sit!"
"You liked it." The Nara smirked, reminiscing last night's tryst. Having his lover mewl and beg for him is the proof he needs to know he survived those brutal missions. He stared at Choji, examining the older teen's aching body. Dark bruises littered plump hips as love bites decorated the beige skin. Lips raw and a fire lighting up those chocolate gaze. Shikamaru's smirk widen, his erection twitching expectantly.
"No!" Choji exclaimed tenaciously upon seeing the lust in his lover's face. He grabbed a fluffy pillow, cuddling the soft cushion against his body. "You'll kill me, Shika!"
Shikamaru pursed his lips, now genuinely concerned for his lover. Was he too rough? With a defeated sigh, the lazy genius approached his butterfly. "Are you really that hurt?"
Unable to stay angry at his raven-haired lover, Choji shook his head. "No, I'm actually okay now. I'll just tell Asuma I'll be late."
"Oh?" The shadow-nin raised a brow, trailing deviant hands on the expanse of his butterfly's naked skin. "Shouldn't an injured ninja just stay home and have his lover pamper and spoil him?"
"Is this another one of your schemes to get out of work?" Choji frowned at him, faintly curious of the genius's sudden change in tactics. His lover only chuckled, devious hands kneading his sides.
"I simply just want to be a good fiance and cater to your needs." Shikamaru explained with a sly grin. He nuzzles his lovers neck, leaving velvety kisses on beige skin.
"Really?" Lips pursed in suspicion and disbelief, his Shikamaru who gets tired by the thought of turning off an alarm, willing to wait on him? The questioned teen only nodded, the sly grin stretching lewdly. Against his better judgement, Choji smiled, a light blush dusting his swirled cheeks. "I'd like that."
"Good." Was Shikamaru's only response before taking his lover's lips, a wordless promise to indulge his butterfly.
Author's Note: I did not know how to end this...