This is my very late and definitely on the deadline entry for the Naruto Smut Monday Thunderstorms/Shelter Me prompt tumblr's Naruto Smut Monday 2021 event! First try on a 'dirtier' smut fic(I've read things 10x as dirty and kinky but its definitely not vanilla). We all love a dominant Shika
Sakura sat at her desk, once again working over hours, so that she could finish up some paperwork from the day's work. She leaned back and stretched her back, reaching her arms out and letting a quiet yawn escape her lips. It was now seven in the evening, and she still had a few more charts to look over. She rubbed her eyes tiredly as they begged for much needed rest.
It was at that moment one of the younger medics knocked lightly on her office door before popping in her head, not at all surprised to find her boss still in her office.
"Sakura-sensei, it may be best to get home soon. A storm should be coming any moment now."
The pinkette sighed softly before deciding she would rather not run or walk home in a storm. She stood up from her desk and quickly gathered up her belongings. She hung her lab coat on the back of her office chair before heading out, the clacking of her heels following her through the cold hospital hallways.
She made it to the entrance, seeing the darkness from inside. It wasn't an unusual site for her being as she stayed over often. Naruto accused her of being a workaholic much more often as of late. It annoyed her, but mainly because she was starting to wonder if there was some truth in his statements. She stepped outside and looked up at the sky, able to see the dark clouds lingering above her, promising to bring down their rain upon the village.
She shrugged as she continued down the road towards her home. She was lost in her thoughts as the rain started as a dribble. She had hardly noticed the drops, even as they picked up in speed.
Thunder cracked and lightning lit the sky up and she jumped slightly at the sound. Her eyes widened a bit before she laughed at herself.
"I guess I should have been in more of a hurry to get home…" She ran a hand through her now dripping pink strands.
"Sakura, what the hell are you doing out here?"
"Shikamaru, I could ask you the same thing." She grinned a bit before spinning. "Nothing a little rain will hurt."
The jounin huffed. "I just walked Ino home, I expected you to be more reasonable."
"Oh, I'm sure." She looked up at him as another crack of thunder echoed around the sky. "You should know I'm not always the responsible one."
Shikamaru looked around before glaring at her slightly. "Your place is too far to keep walking in this. Come on."
"You're probably right…" Sakura said as she bit her lip. "I should have left work a little earlier."
Shikamaru shook his head as he began walking home, making sure she was following him. "You just left? And they say I work too much."
Sakura hugged herself as the cold of the rain started to seep through her clothes. "Ah, well the work is never done. Hospitals are never empty, you know."
Shikamaru glanced at her before sighing. "And neither are mission rosters. Seems we feed each other's work. Maybe I should feed you something real to eat once we get to my house." He wrapped an arm around her snugly, rubbing his hand up and down her forearm.
Sakura blushed slightly at his actions but didn't retreat from his embrace. "I should thank you, considering my heat isn't working right now…" She mumbled.
Shikamaru glanced down at her before smiling to himself. "Now you're definitely not going home tonight since you told me that."
They walked on in silence until they got to his doorstep. He quickly unlocked his door and motioned for her to enter first as he held the door open.
Sakura thought about how he was being rather commanding, but in an endearing way. She wasn't used to anyone besides Ino worrying about her. Well, so openly anyway. His embrace, even so minimal one as it was from the side, was warm and welcoming.
"Go ahead to the bathroom, I'll bring you some clothes to change into. I'll throw those ones in the dryer."
Sakura nodded and pecked his cheek. "Thank you, Shika."
As she removed her heels and walked to his bathroom, he watched her legs with a desire he had been trying desperately to ignore for weeks. The kiss on his cheek caught him off guard and now his mind was reeling with questions of whether or not it meant anything.
He locked his door and headed to his bedroom, stripping his clothes off and finding dry ones to replace them. After redressing, he grabbed one of his older uniforms that was a size smaller and walked to the bathroom.
Sakura cracked the door open, peeking her head through as she sensed his presence.
"I'm not sure how well they'll fit, but they're one of my older uniforms from a couple of years ago before my last growth spurt." He held out the clothing garments for her to take.
"I appreciate it." She took them and then shut the door back.
Shikamaru walked back down the hall towards his kitchen, deciding he definitely wanted something hot to drink, and that she probably could use it as well.
She quickly dressed, pulling the shirt over head first. Even being one of his smaller sizes, it still fell down to her mid-thigh. She sighed before tugging his pants up over her hips. She looked in the mirror, seeing the mascara streaking down her cheeks. She turned the faucet on before using her soaked shorts to wipe the makeup away.
She picked up the clothes and stepped out of the bathroom. "Shika, where's your dryer?" She peered either way down the hallway before he came back down from the main parts of the house.
"I got it. There's a cup of hot chocolate on the coffee table. Make yourself at home, I'll get the fireplace going in a second."
Sakura smiled to herself as she walked back down the hall the way she had come before. She plopped down onto his couch. She grabbed the cup closest to her as she hugged her knees to her chest and took the first sip. She heard Shikamaru shuffling softly down the hall as he tossed clothes into the dryer and turned it on.
The raven-haired male walked through his house leisurely, stopping at the doorway of the living room to take in the sight of the medic sitting on his loveseat in his clothes. It was cuter than he expected, the clothes still just barely big enough to make her look small in them.
She turned to look at him and offered him a grin that he couldn't help but to return.
"I should have known if anyone would find me in a storm, it's going to be Sir Chivalry in all his glory."
He instantly rolled his eyes. "I hate it when Ino calls me that." He huffed as he strode over and joined her on his couch. "Doing the right thing is just what I do, and so is taking care of people I care about, like friends."
Sakura giggled lightly, amusement showing in her aqua eyes. "Yeah, yeah. It's a compliment, accept it." She took another sip of the hot chocolate and sunk further into his couch. "I always forget how cozy your place is."
He pulled his hair out of the ponytail he kept it in, setting the soaking hair band on the coffee table. "Simple and necessary. Easy that way."
Sakura nodded before a shiver ran through her.
Shikamaru cursed himself. "Sorry, I forgot about the fireplace. I'll get that going now. '' He moved across the room quickly to what looked like a closet and pulled a blanket from it. He tossed the fabric onto the couch for her before starting to make a fire.
"Oh, it's okay." She gently set her mug down to situate herself in the blanket. "You must be freezing too, you were out there longer than me if you walked Ino home. We can share so you could warm up as well…"
He watched her as she opened the blanket up to him with a coy smile. He raised an eyebrow, wondering what she was up to. He would almost think she was flirting, except that he couldn't think of a logical explanation as to why Sakura Haruno would flirt with anyone besides Sasuke Uchiha, even in his absence. However, he couldn't find another description for her behaviour.
"You know, I have more than one blanket. Don't feel obligated to share with me, plus I'll be making the fire which will be quite warm." He threw a couple pieces of split wood into the firebox, turning away from her. He smirked, deciding to test the waters and see how far she would push.
He turned to a pile of scrap cardboard and paper before pulling Asuma's lighter from atop the mantle. He lit a piece of cardboard before throwing it under the wood, While waiting for it to ignite the wood he turned back to his pink haired companion.
She was watching him, and he had known it. He quirked an eyebrow at her once again, waiting for her response.
"Body heat is more effective." She stated matter of factly.
A crackling of wood burning filled the air just before a crack of thunder hit. He watched her jump again at the sound before curling inward into the blanket. He sighed softly before moving over to his couch. He sat down beside her a moment, before deciding to play along. He laid back against the opposite arm of the couch and pulled her to lay against him.
"If you want to be held, just say something."
Her cheeks tinted a bit pink as she leaned against him, sighing softly. She moved the blanket around to accommodate the change in position before huffing slightly. She rested her cheek against his pectorals. She seemed to fidget,trying to find a place to put her hands.
"I, uh… Sorry." She mumbled before wrapping her arms around his neck. She let out a sigh and he felt her relax against him, making him smile.
"You're okay, Sakura." He gently ran his hand across her back, bringing his free one to rest behind his head.
He let his eyes slip close, thinking now would be perfect timing for a nap. He continued running his hand up and down the length of Sakura's back, pleased to hear her soft breathing. He could feel how tight the muscles in her back felt, and he frowned before looking at her.
"Does your back hurt..?"
She scoffed slightly. "Don't ask…"
He shook his head before moving up to her shoulders blades and rubbing circles into them. He made a point to rub deep into her muscles, trying to knead out the knots of stress in her back.
He smirked when she let out a groan and rolled her shoulders, pressing into his touch.
The fact that Sakura laid across him while wearing his old uniforms with messy damp hair dawned on him. It was far from how he expected his night to go, but he was far from complaining. Storms could happen everyday if this was the result every time.
A light sound came from her, and it damn near sounded like a moan. He felt his cock instantly become half hard and he cursed his desire. He stopped the massaging movements , letting his hand rest flat against the middle of her back and tried to breathe deeply, willing away any sexual feelings.
And of course she chooses that moment to shift, her thigh brushing against his member and bringing him to harden fully. He hissed in surprise before grabbing her hips to stop her movements.
"I am going to request you don't shift like that…"
The mirth in her olive coloured eyes returned as she shifted again. "Shika, how do you think we could pass the time during this storm?" She locked eyes with him, making her intentions clear.
He gave her a curious look before shrugging. "You tell me…"
He would never make the first move on sexual desires on a woman, especially one he respected as much as Sakura. Her sudden interest in him peaked his curiosity, but not enough to overstep boundaries. He felt teased, and he was beginning to think it was intentional. It didn't bother him, but he was unsure of how to respond.
He watched her as she stared at him a moment before one of her hands moved over the skin of his neck, trailing up and along his jawline. He inhaled a deep breathe through his nose, just before she ghosted her fingertips across his lips. He was surprised her skin felt so smooth and soft, considering all the smashing she does with that same hand.
He could tell something was on her mind as she bit her lower lip. His grip on her hips loosened so she could move freely.
"Ino swears she has caught you checking me out…" She mumbled under her breath, small and unsure.
He raised an eyebrow, knowing of course Ino would make sure Sakura knew if she hadn't noticed. He wasn't exactly covert about it, but not tacky either. Leave it to his usual wingwoman to make sure her best friend knows he has the hots for her.
Suddenly he felt the urge to make a move, as if she wasn't just running her fingers along his lips while she was laid on top of him. He brought one hand to rest on the back of her neck, tilting her face to look at him.
"Are you okay with that?" He asked her, his voice low.
"She didn't tell you?"
Now she looked sheepish. She started to move away, feeling embarrassed, and suddenly like maybe Ino had to be wrong. She tried flirting with him, trying to take advice from Ino, and he seemed to respond. He also seemed to be keeping a distance.
His hands were back on her hips and he flipped them to hover her. He was smirking now as the pieces started to fit together. He leaned down and spoke again in that low tone, making sure his lips just barely brushed her against her earlobe.
"Ino has told me nothing, but was I right to get the idea you were flirting with me tonight then, Haruno?"
Sakura instantly felt heat build up in her core and her face flared. "Y-Yes…" She shivered and squirmed slightly under him. "I was trying to at least…"
"I don't like to assume things, especially for friends. Be more direct." Mischief flashed in his eyes, and she knew then he wouldn't do anything until she was explicit in her desires.
She took a deep breath, finding her resolve and courage. "I want you..." She felt so flustered and bit her lip. He watched her so intently, and then she felt his hand rubbing her thigh and she lost all of her focus.
"You have no idea…" He kissed her softly, slow and easy.
Her eyes slid close as she relaxed a little, the nervous tension leaving her body. She slid her hands into his hair, gripping his raven at the roots. She felt him groan against her lips more than she heard it, and it sent heat straight to her core.
She pulled away from the kiss to trail her lips down his jaw. She shivered as she felt Shikamaru glide his hands over legs before gripping her hips pulling her clothed center flush against the hardness in his pants.
He watched as Sakura gasped lightly at the firm contact before rolling his hips against her, smirking when she whimpered.
"Strip, now." He ordered her before leaning back to watch her.
Once again, he watched as she bit her lip, an act of shyness and fluster that looked all too sexy for it's innocence. She gripped the hem of her shirt and pulled up her torso, arching her back to get it over her shoulders. He bent down and began to kiss up her stomach and she let out a soft breath as she dropped the borrowed shirt on the floor. He tilted her head back and rocked her hips into his, eager.
"Shikamaru…" She whispered needily. She hooked her fingers into the hem of her pants, and push them down her hips. He gripped the fabric and pulled them down and off her legs, kissing down her calf and nipping it lightly. He made quick work of his own clothing before rubbing his hardness over her wetness.
She bucked against him before he pinned her hips hard to the couch.
"You missy, will not be the one in control tonight." He said in a dark voice, a sexy smirk across his lips. She whimpered before a crimson blush spread across her cheeks and down her neck.
She was used to being handled delicately, even the couple times she had tried to be adventurous with someone. She always heard Ino talking about how good it felt with a man who was rough and took control. In the back of her mind, she wondered if she was talking about Shika in the moments.
He leaned down and placed kisses down her neck as he continued to rub the tip of cock over her slit, feeling cocky at how much wetter she had just gotten.
She moaned softly as she felt his canines bite into her shoulder, squirming in pleasure and surprised at how much the sting was pleasurable. In the next instant she was flipped on her stomach and pushed closer to the arm of the couch.
She looked back at the man with a coy smile. "I haven't done-"
He slapped her ass before smoothing his calloused hand over the same area, satisfied by the squeak that followed.. "Don't worry, I wouldn't even think of doing that without asking." He smirked before placing a few chaste kisses down her back.
He rested her forearms against the arm of the couch, and tried to position herself in a way that felt comfortable and sexy with an arch in her back, unsure.
He raised an eyebrow at her for a moment before scooting forward a bit and pulling her hips back, straightening her back. She shivered. "Arching like that will make it twice as sore tomorrow. This is entirely new for you…" He hummed, sounding clearly amused. "That's surprising with such a shapely ass…"
She felt her skin burn again down her neck. "I get treated like a delicate doll…" She almost whined.
He held a snicker, catching the obvious hint that she didn't like it. "So you like it when I bite you..?" He leaned down and sunk his teeth into the back of her shoulder, sucking hard.
She responded with a low moan as he trailed a hand around her waist and up her front. "What about this?"
He tweaked her nipple light at first, rolling it between his fingers, before pinching it hard. She pushed back against his hips, whimpering and moaning at the same time.
He smirked devilishly as he pulled away from the dark mark on her shoulder and slapped her ass harder. He grabbed her hips and jerked her flush against him, his length pressed between her perfectly rounded cheeks. "Or when I manhandle you?" He whispered against her ear before nipping the shell harshly.
She was dripping on his balls and he could feel his pulse in his shaft.
"O-Oh, god. Shika, please." She pleaded, a broken cry from her lips.
He slid his hardness right into her, fast and hard. She was fucking tight, it took his breath away for a moment, shocking him. He hadn't expected it, he could have mistaken her for a virgin.
"Fuck, Sakura…" He groaned before he shifted back, and the moan that fell from her lips sounded angelic and dirty all at once.
He slammed right back into her, before pushing her shoulders down to the couch cushions. He slid his hand over the back of her neck, not yet gripping. He wouldn't push it too far.
"Is this okay…?" He asked in low, husky tone.
She turned her head to the side, willing to test the waters, and nodded her head. She didn't expect the instant spike of arousal that shot through her as soon as she felt him tighten his grip and push her head into the throw pillow. She moaned, breathy and high pitched as he started to pound into her.
"Oh, Sakura, you love it rough, don't you?"
Shikamaru grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back on it, forcing her to sit up again. She only threw her hips back into him and tried to spread her legs wider.
"Oh, gods, Shika. There!" Her back arched so sinfully and he slapped her ass and she winced but never complained.
He continued to thrust at that perfect angle until her legs started shaking. He reached an arm around her hips, delving his fingers between her folds to roll them over her clit quickly.
"This is only the beginning, now cum for me." He ordered in her ear, and she fell apart against him.
She panted as her legs shook and Shikmaru held a titan grip on her hips as she tried to squirm away. She cried out and screamed his name. She could feel herself dripping as he pulled out.
He flipped her on her back now and stared down at her. Her eyes were lidded and she was breathing heavily. Her whole body was slicked with sweat, and he couldn't have ever thought she looked sexier. He ran his hands over the small bruises his finger prints had made, pressing into them, knowing the pressure would only feel good.
"How flexible are you?" He asked her as he lifted one of her legs.
She looked up at him, a small smirk playing across her lips.
"Kakashi gets flustered when he helps me stretch…" She taunted, licking her lips.
"Oh yeah?" He murmured. "Like this…?" He pressed her leg forward, leaning with it, until her knee was near her head.
She only nodded before wrapping other legs around his waist. "Just like that."
He slammed into her, holding under her knee with one hand and her hip with the other.
"Oh, fuck." She groaned before throwing her head back.
Shikamaru caught her lips in kiss, slipping his tongue right past her lips and twirling it around hers. He moved the hand from her hips to twist and pull at her nipples. He could feel himself getting close.
She gripped his shoulders and met his movements as she tried to fight for the dominance in the kiss. She yelped quietly and moaned when he bit hard on her bottom lip and trailing the kisses down her jawline and neck.
She shivered before she grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck by the roots and forced him to look at her. "I want to ride you when you cum in me…"
He sat back, slipping out of her, letting her leg fall off his shoulder. He shifted to sit upright on the couch, his legs over the edge and feet planted on the floor. "Then get over here and bounce on it."
She crawled over to him before swinging a leg over his, and sinking herself down onto him. She gripped his shoulders before raising up and slamming back down on him. "O-Oh…" She moaned before she started to repeat the motion over and over.
She leaned forward, gasping when her breast brushed against his mouth, hoping he would take one of her buds into his mouth. Her breathing quickened and she gasped every time before his tongue darted out on the next pass, expertly dragging up her bud as she moved. She whined with need before he spanked her. He twirled his tongue around the pert the next time, taking it into his mouth and sucking needily on the soft flesh of her breasts.
And then she was grinding down onto him hard and fast, and he let go of her breast with an audible pop.
She shivered as she felt his hand trail down her side, moving to rub her thigh and then his fingers started rolling over her clit and she couldn't help but to tremble. She could heard the noise of her wetness against him, and it only kept her peaking higher and higher.
And when he cursed under his breath and pushed her down on his length and she could feel the cum spurting in her, her legs shook and she moaned out for him as she fell forward into him.
He ran a hand through her hair before kissing her cheek. "Not a bad way to pass the time…" He smirked.