NSFW material. I probably won't be adding much smut to these drabbles, but when I do, I'll be sure to post with warnings!
"You know…" Shikamaru said hesitantly as he backed into the tree behind him. "There are a lot of reasons why this is a generally bad idea, Temari."
Temari raised her brows, lips pouting teasingly as she tilted her head up to kiss him again. "Do enlighten me."
"We're on public land. In the forest. On a mission. I could list other reasons far less dire, but I suppose those would matter less to you and I'd rather not expend the energy explaining myself."
"Then maybe you could expend that energy elsewhere?" Temari said smoothly, still not seeming one bit concerned, her hot breath mingling with his. She leaned closer, her body firm against his own. He could feel her warmth even through his flak jacket. Temari's mouth was against his again and he lost his train of thought, moving his own lips over hers.
They went on for a little while, until he parted from her to speak.
"…If we make it quick." He finally agreed.
Shikamaru had barely said the words before she had started kissing him again. Harder this time. After a moment, though, she broke away, gazing at him through hooded eyes.
Even after all these years, he was still not completely sure as to why this woman stirred up his emotions so much. Temari was loud and sometimes harsh and hot-headed and more than a little scary. On the other hand, she was brilliant, too, and kind and relentlessly brave… Easy on the eyes, as well. Which was nice.
And she'd saved him many times - in more ways than one.
"Like what you see?" She asked, grinning slyly at him in an almost vulpine fashion.
"Just admiring your audacity. A little." Shikamaru replied swiftly and she flicked his forehead. He smiled, then lowered his head to kiss her cheek, then down her neck and into her collar.
"Starting out, I didn't have much hope for you, but you've really gotten better at this." Temari said contentedly as he moved further down. "Much better."
She quickly unlaced her shirt, - though she still wore fishnet beneath. She inhaled sharply as he ignored it and moved his mouth to one breast anyway, finding her nipples already pert and hard.
They slid down the tree, sitting among the roots.
Almost immediately, Temari had pulled him on top of her.
"Ugh. Not so rough." He grunted as she brought him close.
He felt himself growing harder against her thigh through his pants - she was wearing one of her short skirts again. She slipped down the shorts she wore beneath her skirt, expelling a heated breath as she did so. She was already fairly wet.
He swallowed.
"Should I…" He began, but she'd already grasped his hand, directing it to the exact place she apparently wanted him to be.
"You're never one to beat around the bush." He murmured.
"Generally, no." She smirked - and then gasped as he moved his hand against her, sliding a finger into her.
He moved his hand quickly, attending to the places she seemed to enjoy most. After just a short while, she could barely contain herself from crying out. "If - if you do this any longer, I think I might…" She told him breathily.
Shikamaru stopped, embarrassedly aware of his own obvious arousal.
"Um. Should we go ahead? Are you alright?" His whole head felt hot and he was probably blushing to his ear tips. Temari let out a small snort of laughter.
"Of course." She reassured him, answering both questions.
She unbuckled his pants, drawing out his stiff member, and he slid himself between her legs, carefully pushing into her until he almost filled her.
Temari took him by the shoulders, bringing him close for a kiss.
"I'm sorry. I know you worry." Her kisses were sweet and soft and he found himself a little dizzy with her scent.
"Well, I love you, you know." Shikamaru told her a bit lazily, attempting to veil how overwhelmed he felt by the sensations of her movement around him. He did mean it, though.
Surprisingly, Temari bashfully glanced away from his gaze, "You're too damn sweet, sometimes." She met his eyes again with a very fond expression, "But, I… I love you, too."
She moved against him and he shivered at the feeling.
"I do like it when you're a little quicker, though." Temari admitted.
He didn't intend to disappoint her.
Soon, she was heaving against him, moaning as he thrust into her.
Her mouth was sealed upon his, their tongues intertwining. Her breasts pushed against him and her arms held him fast. Sweat dripped down her neck and the moist sounds from the apex of their thighs only drove them forward more.
"More." Temari breathed between kisses, "Please."
Shikamaru buried his face into her shoulder, his pace simultaneously deepening and growing faster. She raised her hips, stifling her cries against his shoulder.
"Temari…" he groaned, the sensations building.
"Inside this time is fine." She panted, and, at those words, he felt himself slip over the edge.
Not long after, she tightened around him, the two curling close in climax.
They relaxed, catching their breaths, limbs and muscles loosening.
"Sorry to have tired you out." Temari said, cupping his cheek.
"You don't need to apologize." He told her, kissing her as she sighed contentedly.
"This was a little messier than I'd envisioned it to be." Temari brushed dirt and leaves from her hair.
"Another reason why doing this here was probably not a great idea." Shikamaru pointed out. But he kissed her forehead.
"Well, bad idea or not, it just means we'll have to stop by a bathhouse at the next village." Temari said, cuddling closer.
"I suppose so." He sighed. Though he didn't mind the new proposition at all.