Hurray for Takoyaki!
-
-
ShikaNaru Drabble #10
Takoyaki
The first time Shikamaru ate takoyaki, his stomache got upset and he spent the next week and a half emptying himself out from both ends. He swore he'd never touch the stuff again and blamed it entirely on Chouji, seeing as his plump teammate had given it to him, saying he'd gotten it from Kurenai.
The next time had been when Ino had dragged him off to a fair, insisting that he needed to get out more. She'd stuffed him full of so many different types of food he'd lost count, and it had been close to midnight and the fireworks were just about over when Shikamaru decided he'd humored her enough and that yes, he was going home now.
She'd pleaded and told him to at least eat something more, because she'd cooked it especially for him, and then Ino had pulled out three sticks of takoyaki. Instantly he'd recalled the memory and would have told her 'No' if he hadn't noticed the hopeful look in her eyes. God he was such a sucker for the color blue.
He'd eaten them all, only barely making it home to empty the contents of his stomach all over his mother's clean floor.
He'd gotten quiet the scolding.
Women. So troublesome. . . .
That had been close to four years ago, and since then he'd had no desire to taste the deep-fried ball of octopus. At least, that was before he'd been dragged to this stand by his rather bouncy boyfriend and given front row seats to a rather arousing show.
Naruto stood across from him, head tilted back as he slowly lowered the skiwer towards his mouth, octopus ball perched on the end, pink tongue out to meet it. The instant the fried ball touched his tongue, Naruto let out a quiet whimper, eyes closing slowly as two plump lips came down to wrap around the piece of meat.
Carefully, delicately, tenderly, the lips suckled the octopus flesh, pulling it slowly off the wooden stick and towards the dark, moist cavern of Naruto's mouth. When the entire piece had disppeared, an extremely content look blossomed over the blond's face, smile tugging at his lips as teeth finally bit through fried batter and sunk into juicy flesh.
The moan that escaped Naruto's lips didn't go unnoticed by Shikamaru, whose eyes grew about an inch and a half wider as he watched his boyfriend, his beautiful, bouncy, hyper-active boyfriend, have an orgasm in his mouth, jaw slowly working to cut through meat and release more succulent goodness.
A drop of juice slipped from Naruto's mouth, sliding over the curve of his chin before a pert tongue reached down and swiped it away.
Shikamaru wracked his brain. Had takoyai tasted that good when he'd had it?
He didn't think so.
A few moments later, Naruto was swallowing, eyes still closed as the muscles in his neck worked. The blond shinobi sighed, blue eyes opening to look at his empty stick, then turn to stare happily at Shikamaru.
"So, do you like it?"
Shikamaru blinked before handing Naruto his own skiwer, the boy's eyes lighting up at the prospect of more delicious takoyaki. Shikamaru let a small grin fall over his features.
He couldn't eat them, not really, but god, if Naruto would do that again he'd reconsider.
-
-
Ho-ha!
Guren- XD YAY!
tir-synni- LOL! I loved that line, too!
deathrosekitty- Oh! A seifuku is a sailor outfit! Yay for drabble-loving!
mou- x.X How many times must I say it? No longer chapters! They are drabbles!
gothangel123- Ah. Babysitting. Brings back horrible memories. . . .having four younger brothers sucks sometimes.
loser81- Thanks!...:D
Toboe- Aww! Thank you very much! I'm not very good with make-out scenes!..:sweatdrop:
Fairady- No problem! There needs to be more ShikaNaru out there!...:shakes fist:..Write something, people!
Generally Maz- No more snow? Awwww... :( "Too troublesome"? To screw Naruto? Never! Oh! Will include your cool title in the next chapter!
YaoiloverS- YAY! NC-17 thoughts are the best! I get those all the time.
LazEbum- XD Why thank you very much!
Whoo! That chapter took it out of me.
Naruto- . . . .Why do you hate me? Really, I mean, what did I do to you?
You mean, besides being the residential uke?
