Never Ending Destiny of Lovers: Shika no Sabaku- The Return
Shikamaru leaned over the counter, after he had entered his apartment, to see that Temari was sleeping in his bed with the covers covering only her top half. He glanced at her firm buttocks and smiled. He walked into his bedroom and sat beside her resting body. "She's so complicated when she's sleeping." he thought to himself.
Temari rolled over in bed, her eyelids opening slowly to see Shikamaru's long awaited smile in front of her. "…you're hurt…?" she asked him with a frown.
He smiled and answered, "no, what makes you say that?" he laid next to her with no cigarette in his mouth. She smiled as she noticed his habit wasn't placed between his lips.
Shikamaru leaned down and kissed her on the lips and then raised up from her mouth. Temari shed a tear as she leaned up and hugged him to her barely covered chest. "…it's only been a week and a half…why are you home so early…?" she whispered her question into his ear. Shikamaru stood up and sighed a bit before answering her, "I…I came back early so that I could…give you this…" he handed her a small black box.
Her eyes widened as she looked at the small box she had in her hands. "…what's inside, Shikamaru…is it a souvenir from Kirigakure…?" he smiled at her question. He sat back down beside her as she fidgeted with the box's latch. Temari slipped the latch open as she smiled with yet another tear escaping her gentle eyes.
Shikamaru was surprised when she didn't say anything for a while. "why is it that she always cries when she's happy or angry with me but never when she's sad because of me…?" he asked himself. Temari gazed at the blue sapphire colored diamond that was place at the center of her metallic gift. "Sh…Shika…" she couldn't finish her sentence. She jumped from the bed and tackled him with a huge hug of approval.
Shikamaru tried to catch his breath as he spoke, "I guess…this means yes…?" he asked her as he laid beneath her beautiful body. She smiled and slipped the ring onto her right ring finger. She leaned up and removed her nightshirt to reveal her orchid shaded bra. Temari put her arms around Shikamaru's neck and smiled down at him. "I…don't…know…" she let out just before leaning down and kissing the nape of his neck lovingly.
He let his hands slide over her butt as he kissed her neck in return to her's. Temari arched against him as he kissed over her earlobe and down her neck once more. Shikamaru leaned up and slid her down onto the bed gently as he stood up to slide his pants and boots off. Sounds of metallic clangs came from the floor as he drop his pants. Temari leaned up with her hands over his flak jacket. Unzipping it slowly as she stared at his new black boxer shorts. The jacket hit the floor with a thud.
She slid her hands up and down his net covered chest. Shikamaru rested his hands at the seams of the neck fitting for the net shirt. Lifting it up and over his head, his newly developed muscles beaded with glistening sweat in the moonlight coming from the skylight. Temari licked up his chest as she absorbed the beads of sweat from his muscles. Her smile was like a delicate flower to him. If he offended her the flower would wilt, but if he made her happy the flower would bloom widely.
Shikamaru slipped his hands under her and lifted her up, Temari's legs now wrapping around him. Her lips meeting his in a kiss so ardent and soothing she let out a small gasp of pleasure. He guided them into the bathroom where he set her on the counter and began to kiss up her sides with a smooth wandering tongue. She let out another gasp of pleasure as his tongue slid over her firm and tightly muscled body.
Temari arched back towards the mirror behind her as her hands unclasped her bra and her breasts were exposed to Shikamaru's tongue. He took her right breast in his mouth and her left in his hand. Kissing and licking her right breast, while his hand massaged it from below. His other hand played over her left breast, thumb sliding continuously over the nipple. Her breathing growing stronger with each pass of his tongue or thumb.
Shikamaru left her breasts as he lifted her legs on each of his shoulders and began slipping off her panties. Temari sighed with pleasure as he kissed the inside of her right thigh and sucked on it lustfully. He now let his boxers drop to the floor, his aroused member rubbing up and down her entrance causing her muscles to tighten with each pass of the tip. She gasped once more as he kissed her lower lips softly.
Temari tilted her head back as she felt him enter her from below. His hardness was now engulfed within her velvet walls of passionate lust. He lifted her from the counter and into the living room, setting her to the carpeted floor as his member rested inside her. Shikamaru leaned over to the couch and grabbed two pillows and slipped one under her butt and handed her the other, which she gladly placed under her head.
Her hips rocked with his. His mouth moving to her chin, kissing and sucking her neck tenderly. She arches her back, his maleness penetrating her further towards her first climax. Tilting her head to the side as he places his lips to her neck lovingly. He glides his hands smoothly over her sides, gently massaging them with his warm touch of lust. Moving inside her smoothly and rhythmically, he feels himself closer to his own climax.
She rolls over on top of him as he continues to massage her sides, her body rocking back and forth with wave after wave of unstoppable pleasure. His hands gently move closer to her lower abdomen as he massages her hips slowly, making her climax as she arches her back and moves with his hips. Her muscles tightening once more, his member clasped inside her core of passion. Temari collapses to the sweat beaded chest of Shikamaru.
Her eyes reflect her love for him, as his does for her. They lay on the floor together, embracing in a lovers clasp of ardent and soothing romance. Shikamaru kisses her forehead as he lays back against the soft carpet of the room, Temari lying in his arms and hugged to his side. Their legs intertwined with the others, they fall into a deep relaxed sleep. The moonlight casts a heavenly glow upon their bodies as it begins to rain.
The sun rises and casts a shadow from the covered window. A ray of light falls upon the two lovers. Temari opens her eyes with a flutter of her lashes, looking down Shikamaru's sleeping body. Her hands gliding over his chest, fingers dancing on his small patch of abdominal hair. His eyes pop open suddenly to see her smiling face inches from his own. She cuddles to his side, her breasts pressing against his chest.
Shikamaru leans over and kisses Temari's forehead with his soft lips. Leaning up on his elbows he yawns wide before he speaks, "…will you…marry…me, Temari?" he smiles a bit as his gaze drifts to the floor. She leans up and kisses his lips and neck, "I do." she whispers in his ear. He smiles wide and lays back to the carpet as his eyes search the floor for his misplaced boxers.
Temari stands up and walks to the bathroom slowly, her bare hips swaying with her walk. Shikamaru watches intently as he slips on his boxers and stands up slowly. Now approaching the bathroom he sneaks a peek of her washing herself in his shower. His eyes wide with satisfaction. "how did I let this woman mess with my mind…?" he thought to himself with a grin as he sat on a stool at the counter, drinking glass of orange juice.
Temari slowly washed herself, letting the warm water flow freely over her naked body. Using the sponge in her hand she rubs over her full breasts smoothly, the soap suds sliding down her nipples ever so gently, hands gliding the sponge over her abdomen, thighs and firm buttocks. Her muscles gleaming with the sheen of cleanliness.
Smiling she steps out of the shower and grabs a towel not realizing that standing in the room with her is her lover with his arms opened to her from behind. Shikamaru walks forwards, grasping Temari's breast from behind. She lets out a surprise sigh as she feels his hands over them. The fabric from his boxers begin to rub against her backside.
She smiles and whispers into his ear as she leans her head back, "I love you too." her hands dropping to her sides, allowing the towel to fall freely to the floor. His member pressing against her front entrance from behind as it escapes his boxers. She gasps with desire. He lifts her up from behind and into his arms, carrying her into the bedroom. Lying her down on her back gently he holds her legs over his shoulders.
Temari flings her head back in delight as he kisses down her thighs and over her lower lips. His tongue sliding up and down her inner thigh slowly. He reaches over to the lamp on the bedside table and turns it off, the room goes dark…