Summary: Kiba returns the favor.
Pairing(s): Chouji x Ino, Kiba x Shikamaru, one-sided Tenten x Neji.
Rating: M for language and adult themes.
Author's Notes: I usually don't write from first-person point of view, so this was pretty fun. Trying to put yourself in Kiba's shoes and act like him is fun (dunno how well I did, though, but eh).
Set after Kiba's Birthday Present but before Always Knock First and Make Your Move. Just a little something that popped into my head and I wanted to write it.
Picking out earrings for Shikamaru was hell.
Disclaimer: I wished I owned it.
Shikamaru's Birthday Present
"So, what are you planning to get him?" Chouji asks, taking a seat between me and his girlfriend. My head shoots up.
"What're you talking about, Chouji?" I ask and Akamaru punctuates it with a yip. My friend frowns and Ino giggles.
"You know, a present," Chouji explains.
"What for?" I press, absently petting Akamaru's head.
"His birthday!" Ino exclaims, "Gosh, Kiba-kun, I can't believe you!"
"Whose birthday?" I'm getting a little annoyed; do they have to be so cryptic? Chouji and Ino stare at me, then laugh.
"That's so like Shika-chan!" Ino squeals.
"'Too Troublesome'!" Chouji agrees, slapping his knee. I stare at my friends incredulously. What the fuck are they on?
"I don't get it," I tell them, but they're still laughing. Akamaru barks them into silence for me.
"Shikamaru's birthday is tomorrow," Chouji informs me. I think my mouth really did hit the ground- how could Shikamaru not have told me that!? It's important, damnit! Yes, I know I told him it wasn't a big deal that he forgot my birthday, so I'm a little hypocritical, but... sue me. "He probably figured it was too troublesome to tell you and have you get all worked up about it."
I was about to send Chouji a hot retort about getting all worked up over something stupid when Ino cuts me off (damn women) by exclaiming, "I'm getting him flowers and a party!"
"A book he's been wanting and all-you-can-eat-barbeque!" Chouji adds. They wait for me to add my two-cents. Well, fuck, I didn't even know until just now. How the hell'm I supposed to know what I'm getting him?
Crestfallen, I admit I have no idea what to get the lazy nin.
"Maybe I could give him what he gave me for my birthday," I muse, laughing at the look that passes over Chouji's face. So Shikamaru does tell him about our sex life.
I'm not too sure I like that, but it's Chouji and Chouji is a trusted friend. I can put up with it for the moment and grin to myself.
"What did Shika-chan get you?" Ino inquires innocently. I shrug and Chouji shakes his head when she turns to him.
"But that seems a little half-assed," I continue before she can start screaming, "I wanna get him something tangible, too."
"Well, good luck with that!" Ino says huffily, standing and dusting herself off. She smiles and waves at both of us. "I have to go get the invites out."
"Isn't it a little short-notice to do that now?" I ask, "His birthday is tomorrow."
Ino fixes me with a glare.
"Kidding! It's a perfect time to invite people!" I amend, really not wanting to incur even more of her wrath than I already have. I have really bad luck with women and their anger and shit like that.
After she's out of earshot; "Are you really planning to...?" Chouji blushes, unable to finish.
I have to hand it to him, for being as straight as they come he accepts the sexual preferences of his friends pretty damn well. If Shino'd suddenly come out of the closet (before I figured out I was in the closet and came out myself, that is) I don't think I could've been too okay with that. Hell, Chouji even listens to Shikamaru when the lazy nin recounts our nights together (I know he only has praise for my sexual prowess- I'm good in the sac).
I smirk. "Ooh yeah," I wink, "and more."
I fancy Chouji did pale a little at that, but again, to his credit, the Akimichi studiously stuffed more chips into his mouth. I snicker.
"So, I was thinking, since he tells you about our sex life you must know what he likes," I continue, wondering how long I can push it before Chouji makes some excuse, "Do you think he'd like it if I-"
"'Scuse me!" Chouji blurts out, getting up, "I have to go get that book for Shikamaru."
I laugh good naturedly. I didn't expect that he'd want to hear it from me now and again from Shikamaru, later, too. Once was probably more than enough for the poor guy. "See ya."
"Bye."
I sigh contentedly and recline in the grass, Akamaru curling up on my belly.
What to get Shikamaru?
- - -
I moan as hands slide up my chest, tweaking the nipples playfully. A mouth ghosts over my own and I gasp into it, my whole body arching. Shikamaru's hand finds its way into my pants and a thrill of pleasure races up my spine. I bite the crook of the Nara's neck, making sure it will leave a mark.
"Mmm," Shikamaru hummed when I gave the mark a finalizing lick. He kisses his way down my chest, pulling my pants off deliberately slow until I whine in frustration. Satisfied (The sadistic bastard!), he smirks and swirls his tongue around the head of my erection.
Damn, that felt good.
"Hurry up," I order him. Well, at least I like to think it was an order, and that I'm moderately in control here, but in reality even I know it sounded more like I was mewling and begging. He chuckles at me, but complies either way so I'm not about to complain, 'cuz he's really good at this stuff for being a lazy ass.
Something silvery flashes in the moonlight. Two something's.
"Mn, 'ey, Sh'kamaru," I mumble, propping myself up. Shikamaru glances up but doesn't stop. I let my head fall back, half-groaning, half-growling. "Damnit, Sh'kamaru, I can't talk to you if you're doin' that... stop it."
Shikamaru pulls away, licking his lips in a way that makes me wish I hadn't made him stop. "Weren't you just begging me to hurry up?"
I shrug and he rolls his eyes.
"Mendokusee..."
I study my lover. "Do you always wear those earrings?" I finally ask. Shikamaru gives me a quizzical look, but nods.
"Yeah, 'cept for in the shower," he says, "They're the only ones I've got."
"Huh," I reply, "Okay. Then, can we get back to what we were doing, now?"
Shikamaru snorts indignantly.
"What? After you made me stop?" he says, poking me in the chest with a bit of conviction, "Now way. You're not getting any more tonight."
I growl. "Fuck you, bastard."
"Maybe next time you'll know not to interrupt your own orgasm," he returns.
Ouch, that kinda stings... 'specially since he's right.
Damnit. Asshole! I think, yanking my pants back on as Shikamaru laughs at me, I better get a lot tomorrow!
- - -
I'm really beginning to resent that I'd been told about Shikamaru's birthday.
After learning my boyfriend only had one set of earrings and that he wore them virtually all the time I came to the conclusion that I should buy the cloud-lover another pair. Admittedly, I love Shikamaru with earrings, so it's not a completely selfless decision, but hey, if it makes him happy and it makes me happy, who's going to complain? Certainly not me.
The problem is finding the right earrings.
I mean, holy hell, who knew there were so many types of fucking earrings? You know, first I wanted to just get him some simple gold hoops, but then I figured that gold wasn't really his style. A little too flashy for him. Okay, so that's fine, I figured I'd go for some nice studs instead. Those had potential.
Of course, every goddamn shop I've been to only carries these gawky ones with millions of diamonds or colored gems, or girly designs and shit. There were a few that were sculpted into shapes, but they were all lame. I mean, cat earrings? Hell no. What's wrong with dogs, anyways?
I'd get those.
Actually, no I wouldn't, but that's besides the point. They're still better than cats.
Yeah, so, studs were out of the picture. Too busy for a simple, lazy guy like Shikamaru and we're not even going to go into what I think of them now. It was just a no, okay? Let's leave it there.
So, I thought I'd get him some simple hoops. Yeah, that sounded right for him, but... hell, all the simple silver hoops look just like his, except not as tarnished. I guess wearing the same pair practically your whole life will do that, but who wants the same exact earrings, only shinier? That's just stupid.
Alright, I'm man enough to admit I have no fucking clue what to get my boyfriend and probably never did. But I'd brought Akamaru with me, so I thought I'd be alright. Akamaru has pretty good taste. (Just ignore the fact that he's a dog... he's smarter than most guys I know. Honest.). But guess what? All these lame-ass shops don't allow pets!
Bastards!
Okay, so I'm screwed. Now, what the hell am I gonna get Shikamaru?
Finally, in the second to last jewelry-selling shady-side-of-town store in Konoha, I find them. They're perfect, and they aren't gunna burn a hole in my pocket either, so I make the purchase quick and skip out of the dive. Akamaru yips happily.
"I finally got 'em," I tell my ninken, picking him up and placing him on my head since I'm going to keep the earring box in my jacket, "Took fucking long enough, didn't it?"
Akamaru whines in agreement.
"Now we just gotto wait 'till tonight," I tell him, heading home. No way am I going to Ino's stupid party.
Though I do feel a little guilty about leaving Shikamaru to suffer alone.
- - -
Oh shit. I had no idea Shikamaru could get this angry. I mean, the guy, swear to god, has fucking chronic laziness! Isn't all this yelling and stomping around too much for his lazy ass to handle? Besides, what about the troublesome factor of getting so worked up? It was just a stupid party Ino threw (I never got an official invite, anyways).
"Do you know what kind of hell I went through?" Shikamaru ranted, pacing his after-party-wreck-of-a-room. I watch meekly from the bed. Damn, do I wish I had Akamaru with me right now. It's a hell of a lot easier to be bold when you know there's someone to back up your word with a good ol' bark or two.
"Ino hell?" I suggest, trying to lighten the mood.
I think it worked, a little, 'cuz he's stopped pacing (I swear he chuckled), but his back is to me, so I can't be too sure.
"Yeah," he agreed, "Ino-hell."
"How bad was it?"
Hey, I'm curious. Besides, if he's already this pissy why not see what happens if I press a few more buttons? Heck, maybe if I get him angry enough he'll be up for more than two rounds tonight. But I've got to be careful... I'm not a masochist and if I make him too mad he might actually hurt me.
Being uke sucks... but I guess being the one who gets the blow job kinda makes up for it.
"It would have been okay," Shikamaru admits, but sighs and shrugs, "If only Sakura and Lee hadn't gotten into a fight, if Ino and Chouji hadn't started sucking face in my parents' bedroom and I hadn't had to chase them out, and if Tenten wouldn't have got all upset on me because Neji was being a prick to her. Something about him not liking her like him... or something like that. It was stupid."
I laugh. "Yup, glad I wasn't there!"
Damnit. Nice way to bring it back up, dip-shit.
Shikamaru glares at me, but doesn't say anything (I guess he's tired out from all the yelling). Sighing frustratedly, he plops down next to me on the bed. "Mendokusee..."
"Oh! I have some good news, though," I say, suddenly remembering the box in my pocket. He raises an eyebrow as I dig around for it. "Aha! Happy birthday, Shikamaru!"
Now both his eyebrows are up. "Tell me that's not a ring," he says. I laugh, tossing the box at him.
"As if," I assure him.
Strange, he doesn't seem as relieved as he should be. Huh.
"Oh, Kiba," he murmurs as he opens it. I can't help but grin.
"Am I great, or am I great?"
He can only nod.
Oh yes, I am fucking fantastic.
He runs his fingers over the sphere stud-part of the earrings with clouds etched on them, then over the groove-banded hoop parts, with admiration. A small laugh escapes his lips. "So that's what you were doing last night."
"Kinda," I agree.
He looks at me with the greatest smile I've ever seen and I remember why I like him for more than just good sex.
"Thankyou, Kiba."
"No problem," I tell him, watching as he puts them in, setting the old ones on the nightstand. As soon as he's finished putting them in, I knock the empty box out of his hands and crawl over him. "And that's not all I got you."
"Oh?" he says knowingly, suggestively. I scowl. Damn him for being so fucking smart.
"Oh," I say, kissing his lips gently. He kisses back, trying to wrap his arms around my waist so he can flip us over.
Oh hell no, I'm on a mission tonight.
I pin his hands down and continue to ravish his mouth. I can't really tell if he's moaning in pleasure or in protest to being bottom, but I like to think I'm a good kisser, so I don't get to worked up over it. Eventually I trail kisses across his jaw to nibble on the lobe of his ear before giving the hoop a lick. It's a metallic taste, as expected, like his old ones, but there's something a little different about these.
I like it.
As soon as I left his mouth, though, Shikamaru starts being really loud. Jesus, I haven't even gotten him out of his shirt yet! Thank god he's got the sexiest voice I think I've ever heard, though. Damn, it's so hot.
Grinning, I get his shirt off without any protest and work his hardening nipples with my tongue while my hands undo his pants. Now that his hands are free and I've got him sufficiently subdued he reaches down and helps me out of my pants. I pause to take my shirt off then return to kissing my way down his body.
Okay, so I hesitated a bit. Whatever. I don't think he really noticed.
But, really, can you blame me for not being overly eager about putting a guy's dick in my mouth- Shikamaru's or not? How does Shikamaru manage it?
Actually, this isn't all the bad. Shikamaru doesn't taste bad at all. I mean, c'mon, you can't really expect it to taste like candy and cake. That would be ridiculous, we piss outta these things.
Shit. Bad thing to think of while doing this.
Oh well.
Like I said, it's not half bad and the sounds he's making are a major turn-on just by themselves. Thank god his parents aren't home. Not that that matters much, actually. They both know already and he's being so loud I bet the neighbors are blushing and wishing they were in his place right now.
Yeah; I'm a natural at sex. Conceited to say, I know, but Shikamaru here is actively proving me right.
Better yet, this means I get to be seme.
I'm not sure what to think... I can't believe I wrote that much detail in the sex-scenes.
If there are any discrepancies in the yaoi scenes it's because I'm ignorant and such so just go ahead and point it out and make fun of, but if at least tell me how to fix it. There's a lot of stuff I don't know, so... eh.
