A/N Yay chapter 2! What perils await our dear Shikamaru this time? Oh and I almost forgot to mention, Shikamaru is 19 and Sakura is 18. Also, since I didn't get any reviews for the last chapter I'm gonna just wrap up the story here, I'm happy people put me on their alert though :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and never will…unless I win some random lottery for it…but I have the worst luck for things like that…

Shikamaru had finally cornered her. He had managed to get past her legion of devoted nurses, he'd masked his chakra in an effort to not be sensed by anyone and melted into the few shadows he could find in such a bright and sterile environment. He now stood in front of the door to her office, his mouth was uncomfortably dry and sour. He shouldn't have smoked that last cigarette, now he had smoker's breath right before he was going to ask Sakura out. Well, she smoked too so maybe she wouldn't notice.

His sweaty palm gripped the door knob and turned quickly, comparing it to that of a band-aid, do it quickly and it will hurt less. He stepped into the room quickly, he froze like a deer in headlights when his eyes met hers. Her gaze was gentle, a small smile played on her chapped lips, like she had just heard an amusing joke. "Hi Shikamaru-kun." She whispered softly, when he heard his name, an image of Sakura in the midst of her orgasm surfaced popped in his head, his friend decided to wake up, he quickly tried to think of Ino snapping at him for being lazy, the appendage shrunk in fear. Shikamaru let out a soft 'whoosh' and cleared his throat, "Hey…" he greeted in a bored monotone voice. "How can I help you today?" she asked him, a light dusting of blush appeared on the bridge of his nose. His thoughts centered around cursing the female gender for being so troublesome, "I was uh, wondering if you would be interested in going on a date tonight?" he looked away and scratched the back of his head; his fingers were itching to grab a cigarette.

She looked surprised at first, and then her features softened again, "Sure, I know a bar that's perfect for a date, my shift ends at six, is that okay?" She continued to smile at him, her eyes alight with curiosity. Shikamaru "That's fine, I'll be waiting when you get off." After saying that Shikamaru's nose started to bleed slightly, luckily Naruto burst into the room before Sakura could question him about his thoughts, he took that chance to disappear and go home.

*Later that evening*

His mom fussed over him when she saw him get ready to leave, "Oh Shika dear! You're not planning on going out like that are you?" she practically screeched at him, "Uh…yeah…I am…" he drawled, confused. He thought he was dressed alright. Black shinobi pants, standard sandals, his fishnet shirt and jounin vest. Exactly what he usually wore, he didn't think Sakura would mind, she would be in her work clothes anyway. This was just a little date, not anything important, which is exactly what he told his mom, Shikaku winced when he heard the sound of his wife's palm connect with Shikamaru's face. He decided to intervene, "Uh honey, haven't you given a thought as to what we do this even with Shikamaru gone?" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. The poor woman lost all train of thought at that and began stuttering incoherently, trying to form a proper response, grasping at her fizzling anger.

While his mother was babbling incoherently Shikamaru took the opportunity his father had presented and took off. He made it to the hospital in record time, he usually strolled, this time he had semi-speed walked. He only had to wait a few seconds before Sakura walked out, waving goodbye to the orderlies at the front desk, due to her lack of attention she bumped into Shikamaru, her bound chest pressed flush against his, he suppressed a smirk at the expression on her face as she stuttered an apology, he felt his begin to betray him, he had started to grow immune to the vulgar and disturbing images of Choji and Ino separately so he thought of them kissing this time, his little friend shrunk in disgust. "Hello Sakura." He mumbled, he had planned on trying to be debonair and dashing, but he was so nervous his mind reverted to its usual stance and his voice remained bored despite his urging to be mysterious. He lifted his arm and opened his hand to reveal a crushed daisy.

"Hello Shikamaru-kun." Sakura smiled at him, her cheeks had a rosy glow in the setting sun, her lips, although usually chapped had a smattering of clear lip gloss on them. She giggled and took the flower from him, she placed it in her coat pocket, "Thank you Shikamaru-kun." He tore his eyes away from her lips to her eyes, she had applied a little mascara and eyeliner, making her round innocent eyes even more enchanting. He felt his breath hitch as she wrapped her arm with his, she began leading him to the bar.

Shikamaru watched in amazement as Sakura downed her seventh glass of warm sake, she wasn't even buzzed. He sipped at his cautiously, he knew how his father got when he was drunk and he didn't want to risk the embarrassment in front of Sakura. He half listened as she babbled on about work and Naruto. He nodded at the appropriate moments but he was more interested in her breasts, the bindings had begun to loosen a bit and every time she inhaled they became a little looser, with any luck he'd get to see her breasts bounce on the walk home. She swung back her head as she inhaled her eighth glass of sake, "You know Ssshika-kun," he paused, she had started to slur her words, not by much but by enough that he knew she should get home. "You have beautiful lips…I just wanna kiss them." He choked on his sip of sake, and looked at her, "We should get you home Sakura." He muttered as he stood up and laid a few paper bills down on the table to pay for their drinks.

She held his hand loosely while she dug around in her pockets for her house key, "So, what do we do now?" she asked as she unlocked the door and stepped in. "I have no clue…" he drawled. "Well, I'm kinda drunk and a little tired, among other things, you're welcome to stay here if you want. I need to get a shower so you can go ahead and make yourself at home." Sakura shrugged off her coat and headed towards her bedroom. Shikamaru went into her bedroom when he heard the shower start, he plopped down onto her bed and began to doze, his thoughts revolving around her naked form in the shower, before long he was sound asleep.

He dreamt of her slowly peeling his clothes off in a shy manner, a small smirk graced her face as she saw his little friend stand to attention. She kissed it and slowly licked her lips while they were still pressed to his member. He inhaled shakily, unable to get enough air as she wrapped her lips around his throbbing dick. It felt like nothing he had ever experienced, he choked when he felt the back of her mouth, the entrance to her throat, the muscles were coaxing him deeper into her esophagus. His fingers twirled themselves into her hair and gently pushed her further down, he was afraid of being bitten, even though her teeth felt amazing as they scraped against the length his cock. His breath hitched again when she swallowed, he wanted to cum in her mouth, he wanted it so bad he could taste it, the orgasm was so close all he had to do was allow himself to let go.

Without warning his eyes snapped open, lo and behold, the succubus of his dreams was actually giving him head, he gasped when she started to go faster, unaware that he was awake, he clutched her hair and tugged slightly, trying to watch her, then he noticed she had her vibrator out and using it on herself while she sucked him off, that image combined with her wild hair and face frosted with sweat sent him over the edge, he spilled all of his seed into the back of her throat, he felt her swallow again and moaned loudly as his overly sensitive friend received another shock of pleasure. Sakura looked up and froze.

"I-I-I" she stuttered, her face turned beet red at having been caught. He was breathing hard, trying to catch his breath, with a low growl he sat up and pushed her onto the bed, now pinned beneath him her eyes grew large and frightened. "I know what you want Sakura," He snatched the offending toy and threw it at the wall so hard it broke, she was about to protest but he spoke first "I caught you masturbating the other day…" he kissed her jawline, "You said my name…" He licked her collarbone, "You asked me to bite it…" he gently bit down on her nipple, she was trying to breathe but all she could manage was ragged gasps. He stopped at her hips, "You called me 'Shikamaru-sama'…" he roughly grabbed her legs and lifted them onto his shoulders, he inhaled deeply. Her scent was almost unpleasant, it was thick and heavy, spicy, sour, a whole multitude of smells, but it woke something primal in him.

"Is this what you want?" he asked, then slowly lowered his lips and tongue to her nether lips. He parted them with his tongue and licked the length of her slit. "Y-y-yes!" she gasped, grabbing the sheets roughly. "'Yes' what?" he asked halting his ministrations. "Yes Shikamaru-sama, yes! Please keep going!" she begged, he chuckled and obliged, he found her clit and rubbed his tongue against it softly, she grasped his hair and tried to grind against his face, he grabbed her hips roughly and pushed them down. "Hold still Sakura, I might lose interest if you give in so easily." He growled, she whimpered and nodded, he continued licking the little nub of flesh, eliciting moans and mewls of pleasure from the coral haired woman beneath him. He felt her body tense as she prepared to climax and he gently pressed his teeth into the swollen pearl, she screamed as she came, a low animalistic sound, accompanied by a spray of liquid; he had wrapped his lips around the area just in time as it all flowed down his throat. Her body shuddered continually as he sucked and licked all the liquid he could get. It tasted a little like sugar water with a slice of lemon, barely sweet but with a sour bite.

He sat up, small smile on his wet face, Sakura was looking away though. "What's wrong?" he asked, leaning over her, concern lacing his voice as he began to kiss his way up her belly. He loved how soft her skin was, it wasn't stretched tight across her body, she had a layer of fat beneath it, making her slightly squishy and heavenly to kiss. "I'm sorry I sprayed your face…I've never had a lover for fear of being ridiculed…" she whispered, her face glowing a light shade of pink, tears raced down her slightly round face. Shikamaru leaned forward and grabbed her face between his hands, her eyes met his, "Sakura, the fact that you squirt has to be the hottest thing I have ever seen…not to mention it tastes good too." He smirked at the blush that crept across her face, "Honest? You won't tell Ino…?" she asked, he shook his head, "This will be our secret, I don't want any other guys to try and steal you from me." He growled possessively. She smiled softly and embraced him, she could feel his warm cock twitch and rub against her thigh in an effort to gain release.

"Are you ready?" he asked as he placed himself at her entrance. She nodded and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, he did it quickly, he didn't want her to have to experience anymore pain than she would have to. He felt something snap, like a rubber band, when the snap happened, she gripped him tighter and dug her nails into his shoulders. He winced but tried to kiss the tears that threatened to spill from her jade eyes. She breathed in deeply through her nose, and let it out slowly through her mouth, "Can you go slow? It's still a little tender…" she asked, he nodded and slowly rocked his hips back and forth, after a few moments he began to go a little crazy, her walls were pulling him, massaging his cock in a painfully slow way, he wanted to go faster but didn't want to hurt her, without warning she bucked her hips forward meeting his, he almost lost it. "You can go faster now Shika-kun." She whispered breathlessly. He dipped his head forward and crushed his lips against hers as he began to pound into her.

She whimpered a little as he hit her cervix repeatedly, he tried to pull back a bit but she wouldn't let him. Sweat glistened on his body as he tried to last long enough to bring her to her climax, but he couldn't seem to find the find the right spot. Her hands clenched and unclenched, digging into his back, the pain drove him desperation, he wanted her first time to be perfect, but he slowly beginning to lose his grip on his body, with a final thrust he came and fell onto her, exhausted. He bit back a sob, he felt worthless, he couldn't make her orgasm. Thoughts of being incompetent and how she must feel circled his brain. Then he felt her fingers thread through his hair, gently pulling out his ponytail, "It's okay Shikamaru, it requires practice. This was both our first time, I didn't expect you to have the stamina to even get that far." She smirked as he looked up to her, seeing that she was challenging him, he sighed. "Troublesome woman…do I need to punish you in the morning as well?" he asked, laying his head back down to the valley of her breasts, listening to her strong heartbeat. "Maybe…" she trailed off mysteriously.

Unbeknownst to the two lovers a certain pervy sage had been watching them and taking notes. "This story will be my best yet!" he exclaimed to himself.

A few months later another Icha Icha came out, much to Kakashi's excitement. This one was called Icha Icha Squirts. Unfortunately for Kakashi's new genin team that had to keep resuscitating him from blood loss due to the massive amounts of nose bleeds he obtained from the book.

A/N So…I know, I wrapped it up pretty quickly, I wasn't really planning on making this a long story but I had planned on making it longer than this. Due to the lack of reviews I became discouraged and just ended it for the few people who liked the story enough to alert it. I'm working on 3 other stories, idk when I'll get around to posting them though…*shrug* thanks for reading, hope the smuttiness made up for the anticlimactic ending