C-Rank Mission: COMPLETE!
Author's notes: A WILD KANKURO APPEARS! This is the conclusion of the "c-rank" mission and the START of the Neji X Kankuro pairing we've all been waiting for. Neji finds out a bit more of why Shikamaru's been avoiding him and how long Shikamaru has been seeing Temari thanks to none other than our favorite puppet master.
For those wondering: I LIKE Shikamaru as a character, so much that Akino is kind of based on him, attitude wise anyway. I also LIKE the Neji X Shikamaru pairing BUT I wanted something different this time around. Temari X Shikamaru kind of makes sense. If these two hadn't gotten together there wouldn't be another Ino-Shika-Cho team from the Rookie nine which would've been disappointing.
Moving on.
Rated M for sexy scenes between male characters, swearing, and some blood and guts.
I don't own the characters but I am taking liberties with them and their universe.
WARNING: ON-SCREEN SEX BETWEEN TWO MALES AHEAD. (Kudos to Kankuro for this. *grins*)
A full day had passed since Neji had entered the Wind Country carrying all three of his students. He had stopped twice: once to treat his and Akino's injuries and a second time so they could relieve their bladders. The Rain Shinobi kept on him, sometimes falling out of his vision field but never for longer than half an hour. Neji was running out of steam and his students knew it.
"How many are following us?" Tora said.
"Twenty-four," Neji replied.
She winced. Kuma gulped. Akino groaned. They all knew they had no chance. Akino was injured in his dominate arm and could not fight off two Rain Shinobi never mind the six he would have to take on if everyone separated evenly. Kuma might be able to hold off her six but she would be overwhelmed quickly. Tora was screwed. Hell, Neji was screwed.
His chakra reserves were low because of the extra weight he carried and the fact he had not shut the Byakugan off in almost two days. He was not simply using his 360 degree vision, oh no, he had pushed his Byakugan out to its furthest vision field all around. He forced most of the chakra in his body to his eyes and his legs. He could try to fight but he knew he would not win. If he was with Tenten and Lee there would be no issue. He wasn't.
The one boon he did have was the Rain shinobi did not have any water around them. It meant their water attacks were greatly reduced and they could not strike at him from long range. He had to keep moving or his students would die. He would not let his first genin team die or let himself be captured to be some kind of test subject.
To Hell with the sunburn on his arms and shoulders. To Hell with the empty feeling in his stomach. To Hell with the headache starting behind his eyes. To Hell with the weak feeling in his legs. To Hell with his parched throat and complaining body. Furthermore, TO HELL with Shikamaru, the Rain Shinobi, and Temari, in that order.
Neji felt Tora going through his pockets. Kuma joined her a moment later and Neji blinked at the two. Kuma was the one to squeal in success and offer him a solider pill. Huh. Maybe Neji had said all that out-loud.
Neji took the solider pill from Kuma's upraised hand and chomped on it. Energy filled his body and Neji burst forward with renewed speed. It seemed like the Rain Shinobi had the same idea though as they did not leave his vision field. There were still six hundred miles (or more, damn desert and its lack of landmarks) between him and the Hidden Sand Village.
Neji managed to keep the distance between him and the Rain Shinobi until mid-day on the second day of his dead run. The solider pill was wearing off and he could feel himself slowing down. Kuma was hunting for another pill and was about to give it to him when the Rain Shinobi threw a bomb. It missed but it did cause Neji to need to jump out of the way which made Kuma drop the pill.
"Sorry," Kuma shouted.
"It's fine," Neji said.
She went searching for another one but now bombs were coming from everywhere. The Rain Shinobi had decided to Hell with caution and simply threw bombs forward as far as they could, hoping they hit him or at least blind him. Worse he could not use his hands to retaliate. Neji grinned.
"Tora, on your side in the pocket four inches below my nipple are explosives," Neji told her.
He saw her blush. She went into his vest anyway, patting down his pockets until she found the right one. He nodded when she got there and she pulled out two of the six bombs. She handed one to Kuma who twisted like a cat.
"Aim ten meters to my left but straight back as hard as you can," Neji told her.
Kuma thought about it then chucked the bomb. It sailed through the air, was taken up by the wind blowing back, and exploded six yards away from the Rain Shinobi. The Rain Shinobi scattered as sand blew into their eyes. Neji chuckled to himself then blinked away more sand.
"Akino, do me a favor," Neji said.
"Okay," Akino replied.
"Untie my hitai-ate from my leg and wrap it over my eyes," Neji said.
Akino nodded. He winced as he had to move his right arm but continued to do his task. It took him some careful shifting to get the hitai-ate over Neji's eyes and Kuma had to help. She held it in place as Akino tied it tight at the back of Neji's head. Neji blinked his dry eyes in relief.
"Tora, give the other bomb to Kuma," Neji said.
The bomb was passed and Neji gave directions again. There were fewer Rain Shinobi to avoid though as four had stayed back from the first blast. Ten minutes after this second blast they were down from twenty-four to eighteen. It was something. Neji recognized a rock formation and started laughing.
"Neji-sensei?" Tora asked.
"A hundred miles," Neji replied.
He almost choked when Kuma shoved a solider pill on his lips. He crunched it and knew the jolt of energy he got would help. He would crash hard after this though, faint actually. He was pushing his entire body to its limits and all ready knew he had torn a few muscles. His skin was burned red from the heat, he had sand in his throat, his stomach hurt from not eating, and his brain was going to leak out of his skull from the heat and over-using his Byakugan.
It didn't matter. He was running on freaking clouds from that last solider pill and he was damned well a hundred miles from the Hidden Sand Village. It would take him four hours to reach safety. Four hours. Oh yeah, the solider pill would last until then. Besides, one of the scouts on the Hidden Sand Village's would see him coming miles out. He was not sure how far but they had a radio system. When they saw Neji being chased by Rain Shinobi they would call Gaara. It would be five minutes for Gaara (and likely Kankuro) to hit the gates.
No one spoke as he kept running. Neji licked his dry lips and noticed his vision field was shrinking. He could either see four hundred meters all around or eight hundred meters back in a twenty meter wide sight. Neji chose the latter. He kept five meters in the front so he didn't run into anything and kept moving. The eighteen Rain Shinobi kept coming.
Soon the gates of the Hidden Sand Village arose as if from a dream. Neji was always amazed when the gates appeared, seemingly out of nowhere even with his Byakugan. Over a hundred feet high and built like giant stairs. One way in and one way out unless you were a shinobi and could run up the walls. Even then most shinobi could not make it up the walls. Neji felt his heart skip a beat and knew the solider pill started wearing off.
The Rain Shinobi had not given up yet. Even ten miles from the Sand Village they were chasing him. Neji kept moving. Ten miles was twenty minutes for him. He kept that in his head as he propelled his aching body forward. The solider pill was wearing off. Kuma pressed another against his lips but he spat it out. If he took a third now he would be so screwed later.
His heart missed another beat and he lost two hundred meters of his vision field in behind. He was running blind in front and blinked.
"Akino, get my hitai-ate off," Neji got out.
He could see a moment later but the light hurt. He realized he had lost the Byakugan. Neji did not bother to re-activate it. Five miles, ten minutes. Neji took a deep breath and kept moving, ignoring the sand between his toes, the burning sensation over his arms, chest, and even his scalp had to be disregarded, the pain in his left shoulder was mote, the gray spots in his vision were not welcome and he pushed them back as much as he could.
Even without his Byakugan Neji could see Gaara, Kankuro, and ten other Sand shinobi running towards him. Sand whipped up around his ankles but passed him. Gaara was doing a jutsu. Neji grinned and closed his eyes. He heard all three of his students shouting his name but did not mind. They were safe.
Neji opened his eyes and saw a tan ceiling. He inclined his head to the right to see tan walls, a beige area rug over tan floors, a window opening up to a bright blue sky, a dresser with his clothing folded on it, a wooden door leading out of the room (closed), a wooden door (partially open) leading to a bathroom, and a mirror. Neji sat up and let out a breath. No one was in the room with him but he did see three empty chairs to his left.
He decided not to activate Byakugan and took stock of his injuries. His left shoulder still hurt but it was a dull throb. The skin of his arms and shoulders was not as ferocious red now, all ready starting to go tan. He felt stronger but he smelled like crap. Neji shifted until his feet were on the floor and stood slowly. Judging by the sluggish movements of his muscles he had been out for three days.
Neji hummed and strode into the bathroom. He showered with vanilla soap and shampoo. He used a white towel to dry off before shaving the bit of stubble on his chin and brushing his teeth with the provided toothbrush and toothpaste. Neji finger-brushed his hair, keeping the towel around his waist, and strode into the main room.
"Woah,"
Neji felt chakra a moment too late and blinked. Kankuro stood in the doorway with a dropped jaw and wide eyes. Neji smirked at the other shinobi before going to the dresser. He pulled the towel off and saw through the mirror Kankuro had to hold onto the door frame lest he fall over. Neji tugged on his thong then his mesh shirt before finally having mercy on Kankuro and pulling on his pants. He turned.
"Is there somewhere I can get food?" Neji asked.
Kankuro blinked then shook his head as if to clear it. He smiled and nodded. Neji kept his laughter back but it was nice to feel appreciated. Neji finished dressing and found his brush still in his vest. He brushed his hair properly then tied on his hitai-ate.
"You students are taking a nap," Kankuro said. "They refused to leave your side for two days until Gaara finally forced them this morning. The red-head, Kuma, went kicking and screaming though and man can she kick."
Neji grinned as Kankuro led him down the hallway, away from the room. Kankuro was rubbing an arm and Neji had a feeling Kuma had landed a hit. Kankuro shook his head and gave Neji a grin.
"Good kid though. She tried to defend you once you passed out. The boy, Akino, we fixed up his shoulder properly and treated them all for sunburn. Tora told us about the scroll and Gaara read it. He sent a message to Tsunade about five hours after you fainted on our doorstep. Gaara killed most of the Rain Shinobi who chased after you but kept one, Fukui, who's in our torture chambers. Akino pointed him out," Kankuro said.
Neji would hug all three of his students after their nap. He was led into what looked like the main dining area and settled in a chair. Kankuro spoke to one of the people cleaning the room and she nodded before taking off through a door. Kankuro sat beside him, side-sitting so he could face Neji full on, and leaned his arm against the back of the chair.
"I got to say, I'm impressed with your genin," Kankuro went on. "Kuma's aim is insane, so is her fighting style. And man is Akino a strong kid. Tora's damned brilliant. Those three are going to make a name for themselves despite not having a kekkei genkai between them."
Neji smiled. He relaxed in his chair then thought of something. He sat in Gaara's home which meant Temari might be here. Neji scowled and saw Kankuro stiffed out of the corner of his eye.
"Uh?" Kankuro asked.
"Sorry," Neji said and tried to relax.
His chakra had flared and he breathed out slowly to calm it. The deep breath worked. Kankuro tilted his head to a side and raised an eyebrow. Neji let out a second breath and inclined his head to look at the middle child of the Sand Siblings.
"Is Temari still in Konoha?" Neji questioned.
Kankuro blinked but nodded once. Neji let out a breath. Good. He would not have to deal with her.
"She's not due back for two weeks, why?" Kankuro returned.
Neji huffed and looked away. He shook his head when Kankuro made a sound of confusion in his throat. He would not talk to Temari's younger brother about her.
"Are you upset because Shikamaru's not paying much attention to you now that they've been dating for three months?"
Three months. It made sense Shikamaru had ignored him for a month but they had sex three months ago. Not as frequently and Shikamaru was not as passionate, nor did he like Neji randomly popping in...now it made sense. The apartment (especially the bedroom) being extra clean whenever Neji was over made sense too. Shikamaru had been hiding Temari from Neji and Neji from Temari.
"Three months, huh?" Neji asked.
Kankuro nodded.
"They weren't exclusive till last month though," Kankuro said.
"Meaning?" Neji questioned.
Kankuro frowned and leaned forward in his chair.
"Meaning they were still seeing other people for the first two months. Temari didn't like the fact so she kind of rushed into the whole exclusive thing. Why?"
Kankuro was not stupid. Neji shook his head again and glared at the table, crossing his arms over his chest and drumming his fingers against his biceps. The damned Nara had not told Neji about Temari but had likely told Temari he was seeing Neji. The prick. If Neji ever got Shikamaru in bed he would disable an important tenketsu point permanently.
"Okay, you don't want to talk. See, that used to scare me with Gaara having a demon sealed in him and all but once Gaara stopped being so murderous unless it came to us or Suna, I've learned to deal with silent treatment," Kankuro said.
Neji kept his mouth shut. This did not seem to bother Kankuro though.
"I understand why you would be asking about Temari and Shikamaru because you and Shikamaru are good friends. What kind of bugs me is that you didn't know Shikamaru was seeing Temari until recently, likely right before this mission which is why you're so damned pissy about it."
Kankuro was damned good. Hell, he was a jonin, Gaara's bodyguard, and Leader the Counter-Terrorism Division. He could probably read Neji like a book.
"That leads me to believe you're either questioning your entire friendship with Shikamaru because he wasn't open with this one really important thing, or you and Shikamaru were more than friends and you developed feelings for him. Being a Hyuuga with the whole not able to show emotions things, you had no idea how to tell him, he's too damned oblivious to see when someone likes him, and now you're pissed because you didn't act on time and my sister's with him."
Neji felt his breath catch but Kankuro didn't say a word to that. He did keep talking though.
"And you're pissed as all Hell because Shikamaru didn't have the guts to tell you to your face and probably kept sleeping with you those first two months. Did I hit the target?"
Neji blinked away tears and tilted his head low enough so his hair covered his facial expression. He heard Kankuro sigh and felt a hand on his shoulder a moment later. Neji hated his shoulders were trembling and the inside of his lip was bleeding from where he had bit down too hard.
"If it helps any, Temari had no idea who Shikamaru was sleeping with before they even got together. He wouldn't tell her and the girls had suspicions but she didn't know for sure. She did ask me if she should talk to you since your name did come up and we mutually decided not to piss you off," Kankuro said.
At least Temari had tried to be a good person. Neji could not stay mad at her for that. Shikamaru though. He was going to die. Neji let out a breath and looked at Kankuro. The puppet master had an encouraging smile on his face and a bit of sadness in his eyes.
"Do you want a medal?" Neji asked.
Kankuro snorted. The woman stepped into the room and Kankuro turned to her, taking his hand off Neji's shoulder. She placed a platter of cheese, vegetables, hard-boiled eggs, noodles, rice, and beef on the table. Beside this went a pitcher of water. The glass was on the platter along with chopsticks and napkins. Neji's stomach rumbled and the woman smiled but walked away.
"No I don't want a medal," Kankuro said when the woman was gone. "All I want is for you to eat and drink something."
Neji did not have to be told to eat. He gave thanks before beginning the impromptu meal. Despite being famished, Neji ate with all his regular ingrained decorum. Kankuro said nothing but did nibble on a hunk of cheese. Neji ate his fill and drank half the pitcher of water. He let out a breath when he was finished but did not meet Kankuro's eyes.
"When you and your team are rested up enough I'll head to Konoha with you," Kankuro said. "Well, me and some other Sand Shinobi. Gaara wanted to come but he's got Kage duties and all."
Neji inclined his head in thanks. He had no idea what to do now. The Hidden Rain Village was after his eyes, he was in Suna until his genin recovered, the person he wanted to be with was with someone else, and he had no close friends here in Suna. Kankuro was a friend but not a good friend like say Lee, Tenten, Naruto, Kiba, and Hinata-sama. He knew Sakura, Ino, Choji, Sai, and Shino better than he knew Kankuro and he knew them solely because they hung out with his good friends. At least Kankuro was much higher up on the totem pole than Sasuke.
"Okay, let's not sit here and stare into space. C'mon, I'll show you my workshop," Kankuro said.
Neji smirked but stood with Kankuro. He followed behind the puppet master as they left the main dining room and went into an area of the Kazekage tower Neji did not know about. They strode down a set of stairs, through a door, and Kankuro flicked on a light. Neji gaped.
The room was massive, easily fifty by fifty feet and every square inch was dedicated to puppets. Shelves lined three walls and were full of disembodied legs, arms, chests, heads, feet, hands, tails, and other weirdly shaped not even human parts. There were weapons, spikes, senbon, thousands of knives, shuriken, bottles labeled with names of poisons, and too many other weapons to name.
The final wall was full of sketches for modifications and puppet designs. Arms and legs hung from the ceiling as well as chest plates, backs, and heads. Various worktables full of tools, wigs, puppet parts, and a myriad of other tools took up the middle of the room, three of them that were ten feet long and five feet wide.
There were no windows in the room but four different chairs with wheels. There was enough space for Kankuro to take apart Sanshuuo, lay the puppet out in full and not touch anything. Neji stared around the room in wonder.
"Cool, huh?" Kankuro questioned.
He had a huge grin on his face and Neji nodded. He wanted to poke at everything in the room but had no idea where to even start. The door closed but Neji did not jump. He strode to the first worktable and started to reach out. He stopped before looking at Kankuro. The puppet master chuckled.
"How can I say no to that face?" Kankuro asked.
Neji smirked and hid his flush with his hair. He picked up a hand and studied it, moving the fingers with his other hand and marveling at the dexterity of the fake hand. When it began to move on its own, Neji almost dropped it. He looked to Kankuro who had fingers wiggling on a hand. Neji snorted and put the hand down.
He almost yelped when the hand went running across the worktable and jumped onto him. Neji did back up but the hand clung to his vest. Kankuro started laughing as Neji glared down at the hand. Something brushed against the top of his head and Neji did cry out. His first instinct was to hit the thing with his Gentle Fist so he did.
The arm clattered to the ground, broken in three places, and Neji felt heat rise to his cheeks. The hand fell off his chest and Neji bit his lip before facing Kankuro with wide eyes. Kankuro's jaw had dropped and his eyes were wide. He started laughing after a moment and Neji let out a relieved breath.
"Wow, remind me to never piss you off," Kankuro said.
Neji damned the heat in his cheeks and released his lips from between his teeth. He said nothing as Kankuro came over and picked up both pieces and placed them on the worktable. Neji had to look up at Kankuro by a few inches. Neji cursed his delicate five foot almost eight frame then realized how close Kankuro was standing. Neji took a step back and felt his lower back hit the worktable. Kankuro stepped forward, putting his taller, broader body directly in front of Neji's, six inches away.
Neji felt his heart pick up in pace and clutched the edge of the worktable in both hands. He kept his breathing even and felt heat go to his cheeks as blood flowed south to his groin. The way Kankuro stared at him reminded Neji of the way Kiba had stared at him right before the Inuzuka pounded into him. Neji gulped.
"Awkward question," Kankuro said.
Neji licked his lips. Kankuro's eyes followed Neji's tongue. Neji didn't know whether to laugh or bolt.
"Could I, um, possibly sketch you?" Kankuro asked.
Neji would have fallen over if he did not have the table behind him. He had not expected that question. Instead all he could do was stare up at Kankuro stupidly. Kankuro coughed and rubbed the back of his head.
"I mean, you're really willowy, er, slender, but I know how graceful and fast you can be and I want to try to incorporate that into a puppet. It'd be awkward for me to ask a Suna shinobi because they all idol worship me being Gaara's brother and all but you don't have that idol worship thing going on so it wouldn't be weird. Well, it'd still be weird, but um," Kankuro said.
Neji shut him up with a chuckle. Kankuro stared at him and Neji let out a breath. Damn his hormones. Apparently he needed to get laid. Neji smiled at Kankuro.
"Yes, you can sketch me," Neji said.
Kankuro grinned and spun on his heel. Neji relaxed and watched as the puppet master grabbed a sketch book, pencils, and an eraser. All these items went onto a rolling chair and Kankuro rolled the chair into a corner of the room. He flicked another switch and a secondary light went on to further brighten that corner. Neji strode over as Kankuro went to the door and locked it.
"Er, privacy. I don't like being interrupted," Kankuro said.
Neji inclined his head in understanding as Kankuro grabbed a small fold out table and placed it beside his chair. Neji stood in the spot light and looked at Kankuro as the puppet master set up his little table and found a blank page in his sketchbook. Neji raised an eyebrow when Kankuro gave him a confused look.
"What?" Neji questioned.
"Oh, um, well, I need to see your muscle structure in full," Kankuro said.
Neji was about to ask what Kankuro met but stopped. Ah, that's why Kankuro had locked the door. He wanted Neji to strip down to nothing. Neji took a breath but decided to Hell with it. He took off his vest first then his hitai-ate, gloves, and shoes. The bandana came next then his mesh shirt. Neji set everything neatly on the ground beside him before pulling off his pants.
Kankuro was blushing under his purple war paint. Neji kept his grin back before taking off his thong and dropped it casually on his pants. Kankuro gulped. Neji said nothing but did put a smile on his face. He blinked when Kankuro came up to him and looked up into the puppet master's dark eyes.
Neji kept quiet when Kankuro gently brushed some of Neji's hair behind his ears. Neji felt Kankuro's hands moving through his hair and shivered slightly when Kankuro's finger ghosted over the back of Neji's neck, the especially sensitive area at the nape that made all Neji's thoughts turn dirty. Neji barely managed to control his cock as it started to swell but Kankuro wasn't looking down. Neji felt his hair be pulled into a loose bun and Kankuro used a thread Neji had not seen him grab to tie the bun in place.
"It'll be in the way," Kankuro said.
Neji gave him a small nod. The puppet master grinned before walking away. Neji let out a breath while Kankuro's back was turned and licked his lips. He kept his hands at his sides as Kankuro sat in his chair and picked up his sketchbook.
"Can you point your toes right to me?" Kankuro said.
Neji shifted his feet until he stood straight, toes forward, fingertips brushing his bare thighs, and body relaxed. Kankuro smiled.
"Perfect, don't move, well, breathe, but yeah," Kankuro said.
Neji smirked and watched as Kankuro's pencil began flying over the page. Neji stood in position for ten minutes before Kankuro told him to turn around and point his toes towards the wall. Neji did as he was told. Fifteen minutes passed but Kankuro said nothing. Now that Neji thought about it he had not heard Kankuro's pencil scratching against the paper for two minutes.
Neji gasped when he felt Kankuro's hand on his left shoulder. Kankuro's hand traveled down softly and began tracing the circular scar Kidomaru had left. Neji let out a breath, trying to calm his speeding heart but it was to no avail.
Kankuro's hand trailed down Neji's sensitive back to the other circular scar on Neji's back, near his waist. Kankuro's hand ghosted over this one as well before heading back up, lightly touching the ones from Kidomaru's kunai, and resting on Neji's right shoulder. Neji could not speak. Kankuro's touch was gentle, teasing, and Neji had no idea what to do about it.
"It's weird to see a shinobi with so few scars," Kankuro said.
Neji looked at Kankuro over his shoulder with an eyebrow raised. Kankuro's expression was unreadable and Neji frowned.
"I mean, you have scars, yeah, but most shinobi have all these bisecting lines over their chests, stomachs, and backs from kunai or shuriken scraping by them. They have calluses on their fingers, busted up nails, or stand odd because something got broken funny and it hurts to stand like you did for so long. Knicks and scratches, explosion scars, shrapnel, this life doesn't leave a body pretty," Kankuro said.
Neji blinked.
"And how many shinobi have you sketched like this?" Neji asked.
Kankuro smirked. He did not move his hand and Neji did not know what to think about this.
"Two or three, I mostly people watch without people knowing," Kankuro said.
Neji hummed. Kankuro did not move and Neji watched as Kankuro lowered his head and inhaled. Neji felt the heat coming to his cheeks again as Kankuro smiled as if enjoying Neji's scent. The blood rushed back down and Neji took a deep breath.
"You smell good," Kankuro said.
"Thank you," Neji said.
"You're well built," Kankuro told him.
Neji supposed coming from a puppet master this particular comment meant a lot.
"Slender, streamlined, and defined but not overstated, long-limbed, I mean damn, your legs go on for miles, delicate but powerful, like a bird of prey," Kankuro said.
Neji said nothing as Kankuro meet his eyes. The hand on Neji's shoulder came up and began tracing the side of Neji's face, down the cheek bone, along the jaw and ghosting over his lips before holding his chin softly. Neji could see the sexual tension in the room.
"Strong, chiselled, but at the same time smooth and elegant. I can see why Sai wants to sketch you so badly," Kankuro said.
Neji smirked. The smirk faded when Kankuro leaned in and chastely placed his lips against Neji's. Neji closed his eyes as Kankuro's lips moved against his at a leisurely pace as if memorizing the taste and texture. Kankuro pulled back without opening Neji's mouth and Neji swayed where he stood. Damn the man could kiss.
"And how many people have you kissed while sketching them?" Neji questioned.
He ignored how husky his voice sounded and caught Kankuro flushing again. The war paint Kankuro wore on his mouth was gone. Neji licked his lips and tasted it there.
"One, just one," Kankuro said.
Neji raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, you, only you," Kankuro said.
Neji chuckled. Kankuro's hand left Neji's chin and Neji turned to fully face Kankuro. He let out a short breath as Kankuro's hand rested on the small of Neji's back so delicately it sent shivers down Neji's spine.
"Is that why you brought me down here?" Neji asked.
Kankuro shook his head. The hand on Neji's lower back began massaging gently and Neji could not help but gasp softly in pleasure. Oh yes, Kankuro had wonderful hands.
"No, but the way you stopped before grabbing that hand and the look on your face. I don't know but I decided to, well, this," Kankuro replied.
Neji shifted forward without fully meaning to and ended up in Kankuro's arms. Kankuro's other hand came up and went to the back of Neji's neck, rubbing the nape and Neji let out a low moan of pleasure. He felt Kankuro harden against his bare thigh.
"And what is this exactly?" Neji questioned breathlessly.
Kankuro grinned.
"Whatever you want," Kankuro said.
Neji kissed him. Kankuro guided him through the room and Neji heard objects falling to the floor as he desperately tugged Kankuro's clothing off. Neji felt the worktable at his lower back for a moment before Kankuro gathered Neji into his arms and placed Neji's ass onto the oddly empty workbench. Neji broke their heated kisses in shock when Kankuro touched the nape of his neck so heatedly it almost made Neji release right there.
Neji wrapped his arms around Kankuro's bare shoulders and ran his hands over supple, defined muscle. Damn the puppet master was built. Neji arched back when Kankuro began kissing his throat, nipping, licking, sucking at intervals. Neji tilted his head so Kankuro could get better access and nearly screamed when Kankuro licked the back of Neji's neck.
"Oh you like that, huh?" Kankuro breathed.
Neji shuddered and could not speak. Kankuro's hands did not stay idle. One threaded into his hair, massaging his scalp in a way Neji had not thought would ever bring so much pleasure. The other disappeared for a moment but reappeared damp with some kind of lubricant to play with Neji's hole. All Neji could do was gasp, moan, and pant, holding on hard to Kankuro's shoulders as the puppet master played with him.
Neji began thrusting against Kankuro's half covered hips. He paused to pull Kankuro's pants down the rest of the way and gasped when Kankuro turned his head and nipped at the nape of his neck. Shit.
Kiba and Shikamaru had known about Neji's sensitive back but never got so far as to discover the nape of his neck. He had not given them the chance. Neji let out a shout when Kankuro's hand replaced his tongue and began rubbing the nape of Neji's neck. Oh God!
Neji did not even notice Kankuro had moved up to three digits. He barely realized his nails were digging into the flesh of Kankuro's shoulders and back. Neji certainly ignored the feel of the rough wood under his ass. All he could do was arch into Kankuro and feel.
Neji grunted when the blunt head of Kankuro's cock pushed against his loose hole. He shivered in pleasure as Kankuro sunk in slowly. Neji kissed Kankuro's lips again and sent little flares of chakra down Kankuro's back, making the puppet master gasp in adore.
"Son of a bitch," Kankuro murmured.
"Feel good?" Neji teased.
Kankuro grinned. Neji gasped as chakra ghosted over his flesh. Little strings began whipping his back erotically and Neji moaned into Kankuro's shoulder. Kankuro's fingers began moving and Neji whined in pleasure. SHIT!
Kankuro began thrusting hard, rough, but Neji didn't mind. The worktable began squeaking, parts rolling off and papers falling to the floor as Neji laid back on it, Kankuro thrusting into him like a rabid beast. Neji wrapped his legs around Kankuro's waist and dragged the man down by the hair for a heart-stopping kiss.
Kankuro obliged and one hand went right back to the nape of Neji's neck, playing with the soft hairs gathered there, rubbing, pinching, and ghosting over his flesh at intervals. Neji groaned and closed his eyes, allowing his head to drop back onto the worktable. Kankuro began kissing his neck, down his collarbones, and along his jaw. Neji tilted his head to get to Kankuro's lips and finally, Kankuro opened his mouth.
Neji's fingernails dug into the flesh of Kankuro's ass as Kankuro moved his tongue into Neji's mouth. Neji had no idea what Kankuro was doing but fuck the man could kiss. Neji shuddered when he came, screaming into Kankuro's mouth, nails sinking deeper into Kankuro's ass cheeks, likely drawing blood, but Neji did not notice. Kankuro thrust thrice more before shivering atop of Neji, eyes screwed shut, make-up smeared from sweat, and cock exploding into Neji's rectum.
They lay half-sprawled on the worktable as their orgasm faded. Neji relaxed his hands and saw Kankuro wince. Neji kissed his neck in apology and mewled when Kankuro rubbed the nape of his neck. Kankuro helped him sit up and Neji grimaced. He had a splitter in his right ass cheek.
Neji felt some tendrils of hair snake down his back, loosened from the bun and groaned as Kankuro pulled out. Neji got a look at Kankuro's groin and grinned. The puppet master wasn't huge, average, but he knew how to use it.
"Huh, normally it's the guy on the bottom whose ass bleeds," Kankuro said.
Neji flushed and saw he had in fact made divots so deep in Kankuro's ass with his nails, Kankuro had bleed. Kankuro had a grin on his face though.
"I have a splitter in my ass if that makes you feel any better," Neji said.
Kankuro chuckled then helped Neji off the worktable. Neji turned when prompted and flushed when Kankuro pushed him over the bench. He felt Kankuro's gentle touch on his right butt-cheek then yelped when Kankuro found the splitter and pulled it out in a smooth motion. Neji flushed when Kankuro kissed the sore spot.
Neji grinned when Kankuro positioned himself behind Neji. Neji clutched at the table top as Kankuro sunk back into Neji's ass to the hilt. He shivered when Kankuro began rubbing his back, applying varying bits of pressure to spots all over his back.
Neji started thrusting forward as Kankuro bent and kissed the nape of Neji's neck. Soon Kankuro began thrusting again and Neji matched his pace, groaning, gasping, and panting at intervals as Kankuro pounded into him at a measured pace. The pace became frenzied after a minute and a few minutes after they shouted out their completion.
Neji flushed when Kankuro leaned over him, hands running along Neji's arms until Kankuro could hold both of Neji's hands in his larger ones. The position was oddly intimate, too intimate, but Neji could not find voice to complain. Kankuro kissed his cheek.
"Okay, I totally didn't mean for the second time to happen," Kankuro said.
"Do you hear me complaining?" Neji questioned.
Kankuro chuckled but did not move. Neji did feel Kankuro moving his head around to look at the mess of his worktable. Neji felt bad but Kankuro had been the one to swipe everything off. After another minute, Kankuro pulled back and out. Neji stood and turned.
"So, back to sketching me then?" Neji asked.
Kankuro smirked but shook his head.
"No, I think we're done for today. Tomorrow?"
Neji inclined his head. Perhaps he would not be so bored in Suna after all.
Hehe, go Kankuro. Reviews welcome and for EatEmUp: Next chapter coming right now. ;)