A/N: Sorry for the long wait! Without further ado, the next chapter about Ren and Shikamaru!
Chapter 21
'THUNK'
I looked up from the scroll I was reading when the weapons pouch hit the table and made a noise that seemed quite loud in the relatively quiet eating area. My eyes naturally went next to find the source interrupting my studying only to see Ino Yamanaka with her hands on her hips and a scowl aimed directly at me.
"Yes?" I asked finally, quickly getting tired of the silent stare off when I could be using the time to study the scroll in my possession - a nifty thing Akio, Akari's father, had allowed me to borrow in order to learn the jutsu that it described. Jutsu were closely guarded secrets, even among allies if it was a high level one, and a shinobi never allowed another to learn a technique from them lightly. It was a high honor and I wanted to master it as quickly as possible to prove to Akio I was worthy of his trust and support.
"You need to motivate your boyfriend." Ino replied bluntly, sinking into the chair opposite of the one I was currently occupying and folding her hands together. She had a slightly victorious look on her face, as though by speaking first I had given her some kind of power over the conversation.
"Hm.." I thought about Shikamaru while I made a considering noise to give off the impression I was thinking over the Ino's words. Truthfully, I was actually thinking about this new thing he had done to my ear last night. We had been kissing when he began to lightly bite down on the top part of my ear, soothing over the slight sting with his tongue and then blowing warm air softly - I loved it. The noise I made was indignified, somewhere between a moan and a yelp, and Shikamaru had stared at me like a puzzle for a moment before smirking at me as I pulled him back down to resume our make out session. I knew my Nara, however, and he had stored that little bit of information away to use later. I hope it's soon.
"Helloooo?" Ino growled, waving her hand in front of my face and I fought down the blush trying to spread out on my face, focusing back on the present and the kunoichi who had a look on her face - one that said she was imagining all the ways she could kill you.
"I'm sorry, just tired." I lied to an unimpressed Ino, making sure that I hurried to ask my next question before she could respond so I wouldn't have to hear what her opinion was on my current state of mind. "Motivate him how and to do what?"
"To take a mission!" Ino exclaimed in exasperation, throwing her hands up in the air. "All he's been doing lately is moping about how everyone nags him to do a mission. I really think if he went out and completed a mission, he would stop feeling so depressed."
"Shikamaru is moping?" I asked skeptically
"Yes!" Ino replied
"So you want me to do… what, exactly?" I asked her, leaning back in my chair a little bit and tilting my head as I considered the request. "Nag him like everyone else? Because let me tell you - it won't work. Plus I'm a terrible nagger."
"I don't care HOW you motivate him, just do it." Ino almost shrieked, quieting down when another person occupying the eating area shot her a harsh look. Ino sent back an apologetic face and then turned to meet my eyes with her own - which honestly freaked me out a little, the pupiless thing not the color or the staring. "Look, withhold kisses or.. Or tell him you'll cook for him or take him somewhere special with a reward. I don't care."
"What is this really about?" I asked doubtfully, following it up with a stern look when she opened her mouth and then closed it immediately afterwards without saying anything. "Ino, just tell me. I promise you I have heard worse."
"I need Shikamaru to quit distracting Choji by just sitting around - Choji and I need to train harder than ever so we can make Chuunin." Ino finally said, slumping in her seat for a moment. "Choji is easily distracted and they act like nothing's changed but it has. If Choji and I don't make Chunin, they may try to break our team apart."
"Okay." I said, rolling the scroll up that had previously been lying open on the table after Ino's unexpected arrival.
"Okay?" Ino repeated, turning the statement into a cautious inquiry as I stood up from the table. She stood as well, walking around to stand beside me as I threw the scroll into my bag and slung the back on my back.
"Okay." I confirmed, nodding once before adding "You should have just asked from the start. Think about all the time we wasted dancing around like that."
"Yay!" Ino cheered right before throwing her arms around my neck and squeezing me in a vice like hug.
"I-no" I choked out, squirming "C-can't breathe."
"Oh, sorry about that." Ino said in one of the most unapologetic tones I have ever heard in my live before smiling at me innocently.
"Whatever." I sighed, turning around and walking toward the Nara compound to find Shikamaru. I highly doubt Ino would let me do anything else until I talked with him anyway. Besides, maybe afterward I could get him to do that thing with my ear again..
"Ren!" Ino called out, making me jump a little in guilt because of where my thoughts had been going. Damn teenage hormones. I turned around to face Ino and crossed my arms across my chest, simply staring at her. She smiled sweetly "He's at Training Ground Twenty Three with Choji. It was where we were practicing until Shikamaru came and distracted Choji with food."
I snorted because that does sound exactly like something my boyfriend would do if he was bored and wanted to get his best friend's attention. I turned left and waved my hand behind me, calling back out to Ino right before jumping into the woods where I could tree hop to the training ground. "Yeah, okay. On my way."
My hands reflexively went through the proper seals that allowed me to Shunshin close to the training ground. I stayed in the trees as I made my way to where I could now hear Shikamaru and Choji talking in friendly tones. I kicked off the last branch with enough force to allow for an agile flip in the air before landing in front of the two boys. Choji grinned when he saw me and Shikamaru's closed eyes twitched before opening halfway, a slow smile making it's way onto his tanned face.
"Hey Ren, want some barbeque chips?" Choji asked while proffering his snack in my direction, shaking the bag full of chips to emphasize his offer.
"No thank you, Choji." I replied with a fond smile for my boyfriend's kind hearted teammate.
"I thought you were trying that new jutsu today?" Shikamaru commented as he casually lifted himself up from his back, leaning on his forearms instead with his legs sprawled out, and lifting his head towards me so he could look at me properly.
"I was." I agreed, humming a little as I flopped down beside him so that I was sitting down with my legs crossed. I made sure our thighs were touching and I felt my stomach flip slightly as the warmth from his thigh seeped from his leg into mine. Shikamaru turned towards me a little, no longer having to crane his neck to look in my eyes now that I was also sitting on the ground with them, and he opened his mouth to say something only to get cut off as I pressed my lips to his in a chaste kiss. "I tolerate you."
"I tolerate you as well." Shikamaru replied, pressing his lips to mine and completing our little ritual.
"You guys are weird." Choji voiced in between the crunching sounds the chips made as they were ground into smaller pieces between his teeth with each hand full eaten. "I mean, you are so well suited for one another. I hope I find someone like that one day."
"Of course you will, Choji." Shikamaru said instantly, speaking to reassure his friend instantly. It was one of the reasons I was so fond of him - he was so loyal to those who he called a friend or family. Shikamaru was the kind of person you could depend on for anything - advice, reassurance, help, or just a calm presence.
"I think so too." I chipped in, the smile on my face widening in response to the bright look on Choji's face after hearing us.
"You guys really think so?" Choji asked with a hopeful tone of voice
I scoffed, my hand moving towards Shikamaru's even as I spoke so I could twine our fingers together. "I've eaten your Tonkatsu. Just feed whoever the lucky soul is that and you have nothing to worry about."
"Thank you!" Choji exclaimed, reaching around Shikamaru to pat my bag eagerly. The fond look I saw Shikamaru caused my cheeks to get a dusting of pink and he squeezed my hand in a silent thank you. I shook my head no, silently communicating that I didn't do it for him but because of how wonderful Chouji is. "Alright, I better get going you two! Thanks for the kind words!"
Shikamaru and I both said our goodbyes to the Akimichi heir and watched his retreating back until it was obscured by the woods surround the training ground we were currently laying down in. Shikamaru's head turned towards my own when Chouji was out of sight and he smiled, this time a little more reserved.
"So." Shikamaru said without taking his eyes off of my face. "Ino told you to find me, huh?"
"Yes." I answered honestly
"She wants you to convince me to do a mission." Shikamaru said, once again phrasing what should be a question into a statement. I opted for a nod to confirm his thought and he let out a slow sigh, brown eyes focusing on a patch of grass that he began to tear up as a distraction. "And?"
"And what?" I asked as I ran my thumb lightly along his knuckles, committing each dip and line to memory.
"Are you going to tell me to do a mission? That I should step up and do my job?" Shikamaru burst out in an uncharacteristic show of impatient annoyance.
"No." I said simply, fighting to stop my lips into forming another smile because of the surprised look displayed on my Nara's face. It was not often that I got to shock him so I did try to enjoy it when I could but this was not the time for such a petty pleasure.
"Why not?" Shikamaru asked cautiously, his voice returning to the normal, slow and almost drawl-like tone I was most familiar with.
"Well…" I shrugged, considering my answer carefully before verbalizing it. "I guess because I'm not your mother or your friend with good intentions. I trust you inexplicably and I honestly believe that when you feel it is the proper time to do something, it is the proper time for you. I'm not here to tell you what to do or trick you into doing what I want you to do - I'm here to support you in whatever you want to do."
Shikamaru was silent for a moment while he absorbed my words before gripping my hand more tight than he had ever before, bringing it off of the grass between us and onto his legs. It was as if he wanted the physical comfort without having to ask for it.
"What if I want to open a store that sold Shogi pieces, boards, and other games?" Shikamaru asked suddenly, his expression extraordinarily intense and piercing as I met his eyes.
I considered the scenario, taking a little bit of time to think about how I would feel about Shikamaru giving up his hitai-ite and retiring young in order to work as a civilian. I could feel my lips stretching upwards as I thought about it, the idea making me oddly happy. "I would say I better get free tea and then tell you that if you need any help scouting for buildings to use as a store, I would be happy to tag along with you."
Shikamaru stared awhile longer at me, his face now unreadable, before tugging me into a bruising kiss. My lips moved against his pliantly, his tongue running along my bottom lip as a way to ask for permission to enter my mouth and deepen the kiss. My tongue met his and the passion turned into sweet, languid movements as we playfully explored the inside of one another's mouths. I loved the way Shikamaru tasted; I could taste the barbeque chips he must have eaten with Choji and then, underneath that, was pure Shikamaru - a taste I was thoroughly addicted to the more I was exposed to it.
Reluctantly, we pulled apart and Shikamaru rested his forehead protector against my own, the metal plates making a quiet clinking sound as they tapped against one another. Sometimes we did this, just looking into each other's eyes and I swear it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I had never felt my mind quiet so much and cease to think about the past or the future, I was completely present in the moment with him, drawn in my dark eyes. I could read the silent thank you and I kissed him briefly to let him know that he had nothing to thank me for.
"I do think I should say that we lost no one on the last mission and even though people got hurt, and we did not overall succeed, the level of our opponents was mostly to blame." I said gently, watching his shoulders tense up as I brought up what had been weighing so heavily on his mind. "Not to mention, the person we were attempting to rescue and bring back was not willing to BE rescued - if he had been, I think we would have been successful."
"So you think I should go on another mission." Shikamaru concluded bitterly, once more with his eyes downcast and focused on watching his hand pull of the grass.
"I think you should do whatever it is you believe will help you heal." I corrected softly as I grabbed the hand ripping grass and, after gingerly flipping it over so the palm was face up, running my thumb softly over the skin on his wrist.
"I don't know what that is!" Shikamaru growled in frustration. "I mean, am I a part of Team Ten still? They need to prepare for the next Chunin exams. I don't - so does that mean I am being reassigned while some newbie genin takes my place?"
"I… I can actually answer that." I replied, feeling a little guilty for having kept the vision to myself when I heard how upset not knowing was causing my boyfriend.
"You can?" Shikamaru asked speculatively with his eyebrows raised
"I believe I will take your place as the third person on their team - Chouji and I have worked together once before and it is only a matter of learning how Ino fights. I'll be approached soon, I believe, by Lady Tsunade." I informed him, watching his eyes widen before a satisfied look covered his face.
"Well, if anyone can keep an eye out for them, it's you." Shikamaru remarked casually, shoulders relaxing a little as I took away some of his worries. They would only temporarily reassign Ino, Shikamaru, and myself - this meant he still had his team once they gained the rank of Chunin. In the meantime, he would work with them still unless it conflicted with a mission assigned to him by Hokage.
"Two eyes; As often as I can spare them." I promised, not allowing his nonchalance to hide what he had said - what he had meant. That he trusted me with the lives of his best friends, his team mates, and the silent request to watch out for them was one I eagerly agreed to as well with a humbled "Thank you".
"Yeah, yeah - don't be troublesome." Shikamaru said as he waved his hand dismissively.
I huffed a laugh at my lackadaisical boyfriend and we laid on the grass for another hour and a half, only getting up when Shikamaru's stomach had growled for the fourth time in a five minute span.
"Wanna come to my house?" Shikamaru asked me
"Hmm.." I brought my hand up to my chin, pretending to think about it. I brought my hands down quickly and grabbed his pants, pulling the fabric so that he stumbled forward. His body rested flush against mine, my stomach fluttering as his warmth seeped into my body. "I'd love too."
"Oh really?" Shikamaru murmured, leaning forward so our lips pressed together. I smirked a little right before our lips touched, simultaneously finishing the seals behind his back so Shikamaru would be caught off guard.
"Wha-" Shikamaru started to say, jerking his lips away from my own just as I used the body flicker to yank us both away from the clearing and near the Nara woods. I would have gotten us right into the compound or in front of it but I was afraid of being seen as a trespasser or even worse, disrespectful. I didn't grow up in a clan so I wasn't sure how I was supposed to act while dating a clan heir - so sometimes I erred on the side of caution.
"Oh Kami." Shikamaru groaned, leaning his forehead against my own and taking a deep breath.
"You okay?" I asked innocently, failing to smother the smile threatening to overtake my face.
"You are so troublesome." Shikamaru muttered, finally pulling away and pouting a little when we made eye contact. I rolled my eyes, removing my hands from his narrow waist, and bumping his shoulder gently with mine as I lead the way to his clan's compound.
"Come on, lazy bum." I called behind me without looking back.
Shikamaru caught up to me easily with his long legs and within five minutes we were at the Nara compound, Shikamaru nodding to a Nara guard with familiarity and we both entered without any hassle. As we passed the guard, Shikamaru asked about the man's wife - who was expecting a child - and casually talked with the man about his life. It left me in awe, just a little, because I was catching a glimpse of how Shikamaru would be when he was the head of his clan. He was going to be an amazing leader for his family but it wasn't because of any training or lessons in how to lead - he would be amazing because he actually cared about them and their lives. I was it in the moments he spent helping a little Nara girl get her ball down and when he helped a Nara elder get the upperhand in a game of shogi, only to help the other man get it back and leaving the game exactly as it was when he arrived. Shikamaru was just a good man and I could not wait to watch him grow up to become an even better one.
'If I grow up to be much older than I am now.' I thought pessimistically, thinking of the dreams I had been having lately. It was rare that I saw more than a few minutes into the future and I had never been able to activate it on demand - it was something that came unbidden, usually in my sleep. Lately I had gotten glimpses of my death and I was not sure if it was a vision or not - the fact that it was my death made me hesitant to speak to anyone about it but I was getting less and less sleep.
"You okay?" Shikamaru asked, garnering my attention once more and making me realize we had walked through the compound and made it to his house.
"Yeah, of course." I replied, forcing a smile and gesturing for him to enter first. Shikamaru stared at me for a little longer, making me shift uncomfortably, but he eventually nodded slowly before entering his house.
"Tadaima." Shikamaru called out in his lazy drawl, the both of us taking off our shoes and putting on slippers instead while leaving the shoes at the door inside the basket.
"Okaeri!" heard Yoshino call from the kitchen, making me smile. I always teased her that whenever I came over she was always in the kitchen.
"Oh, Ren! What a nice surprise!" Yoshino said, smiling at me and gesturing for me to have a seat at the table.
"The kitchen again, Mrs. Nara?" I asked cheekily, enjoying the laugh it got from both Yoshino and Shikaku. I glanced at Shikamaru, barely catching the fond expression he had been wearing while looking at me, and I sat down after he had chosen a chair to flop into.
"Well if you ever came for something other than food, Ren, you would see me somewhere else!" Yoshino retorted, pointing her wooden spoon at me threateningly. "And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Yoshino?"
"At least once more, Mrs. Nara." I replied with a grin, completing the little ritual the two of us had unconsciously started.
"Shikamaru, I don't know how you ever tricked him into liking you but you better keep it up," Yoshino teased with a fond look at the both of us, making me flush red.
"Alright, Yoshino, stop embarrassing them." Shikaku drawled in the same way Shikamaru did occasionally.
"Ren's the only one embarrassed." Shikamaru commented, a mischievous look in his eye I didn't like. "He looks good red anyway, I don't mind."
"You know, Yoshino, there WAS this waiter at a cafe today who was really nice to me and I think he was going to ask me for coffee but Ino interrupted." I said loudly with a pointed look at Shikamaru.
"A waiter at a cafe asking someone out for coffee?" Shikamaru snorted, shaking his head back and forth. "How original and romantic - talk about bringing work home."
"Whatever." I grumbled childishly, folding my arms across my chest in mock irritation.
"Do you like that kind of thing?" Shikamaru continued, sitting up a little with that slow smile on his face that drove me crazy. "Because I could invite you to spar or sharpen our kunai together?"
"Sharpen your kunais?" Shikaku asked with an eyebrow raised at his son, turning so I was the only one who could see the wink the older Nara sent me. "Is that what they call it now? Son, I don't think that's appropriate talk in front of your mother - at the table, no less."
"What!?" Shikamaru exclaimed, straightening up and flushing red as his Dad twisted his words. "Th-That is NOT what I meant, obviously, I meant that-"
"Alright, Mr. Nara!" I cheered, raising my hand and leaning forward to slap my hand enthusiastically against the Nara clan head's own hand - he raised it, expecting the gesture, but showed his lazy Nara side by letting me do all the work by reaching over to slap his hand while he just held it in the air.
"You're all against me." Shikamaru mumbled, crossing his arms and slouching in his seat. I snickered, rubbing my foot against his calf affectionately underneath the table. He smiled at me, letting me know he was only exaggerating, and I settled into my seat feeling utterly content. Yoshino finished whatever she was doing at the oven and turned to begin serving the food to us all.
"Shikamaru, sit up straight in your seat." Yoshino reprimanded as she placed a few pieces of tempura on his plate. Shikamaru straightened instantly and I covered my laugh with a cough, a useless attempt if the amused look from Mr. and Mrs. Nara and the betrayed look from Shikamaru was anything to go by.
"Traitor." Shikamaru mumbled when his Mom was out of earshot and I just grinned wide enough to show him my teeth.
We said thanks for our food and promptly dug in and I made sure to compliment Mrs. Nara on her cooking at least four times and then offered to clean the dishes when everyone was done. Shikamaru and Shikaku retreated to the garden outside while I helped Yoshino clean up after dinner, something I honestly enjoyed. Yoshino was a smart woman and an excellent conversationalist - she also was an expert on motivating Nara men, something I needed currently.
"Mrs. Nara, I have a question and I was wondering if it would be overstepping to ask you it when it relates to Shikamaru." I broached the subject bluntly, knowing she would rather me do so than tiptoe around it for twenty minutes.
"As long as it is not anything clan related or something I feel he should tell you himself, or that he would rather you not know, then I will do my best to answer honestly." Yoshino answered after considering my request for a moment, pausing to articulate her answer and ignoring the half dried dish in her hand.
"Ino asked me to get Shikamaru to take a mission so he will stop distracting Choji. I told him Ino asked me to do so, I would not lie to him after all and I'm not stupid enough to attempt to manipulate him." I explained, receiving a laugh when I said I was not stupid enough to attempt to manipulate him - something no intelligent person should honestly try. "I do think he should get back in the swing of things though."
"Shikamaru's like his father. He does things in his own time and sometimes it drives me crazy - the only thing you can do is nag until they do it or just have patience. Talking to him and explaining why you think he should take a mission would be a good place to start."
"Yeah." I agreed, thinking over her words as we finished up cleaning.
After the dishes were finished, I joined the two Nara men outside and watched as they played an intense game of Shogi. It always amused me to attempt to use Sakimonagan during these games because the strategies changed so many times, sometimes only half formed, that it was like watching the game sixty times in my visions when, in reality, only three pieces were moved. I honestly learned so many strategies this way that it was an excellent way for me to improve.
"Hm, sloppy tonight." Shikaku voiced as he moved his piece, resulting in a victory for himself. Shikamaru sighed, not bothering to debate Shikaku's statement.
"Good game." Shikamaru said instead, placing his hands on his back and leaning backwards to stretch his back. I barely heard the crack made by his back as he did so, too focused on the way his throat looked when his head was thrown back like that. I watched, entranced, as his throat muscles flexed in order to allow him to swallow the last of his tea.
Shikamaru coughed, breaking me out of thoughts that had me flushing more than I had at dinner, and my head turned to where Shikaku had been sitting only to find the man gone. I thanked Kami in my head for allowing to me avoid that embarrassing moment, at least, before focusing once more on Shikamaru.
"Walk you out?" Shikamaru asked with an amused expression and I nodded, not trusting my voice to work properly and not embarrass me further. I closed my eyes to activate Sakimonagan, seeing if anything would happen on my walk home - or as far as I could tell so far - only to think about inviting Shikamaru back to my apartment at the same time. My mind was filled with the vision of what could happen if I asked and he said yes, making me trip a little on my own feet and cough violently.
"What happened?" Shikamaru asked concernedly, his hand so warm it was practically burning through my shirt to warm my spine. I shook my head but Shikamaru was not having the bullshit answer this time. "I saw your eyes flash blue! You saw something and it made you react like that. What is it?"
"Uhh.." I trailed off, unsure of how to go about telling him. After deliberating for a moment, I decided to just rip it off like a band aid and stood on my tip toes - my mouth just a millimeter from his ear as I whispered to him a description of what I saw.
"I was thinking about inviting you to my apartment while using Sakimonagan and I saw us there." I whispered, taking a breath to explain further only for him to interrupt.
"What happened?" Shikamaru asked hurriedly, his body tense and breaking out in goosebumps from the breath against his ear.
"You came back with me and I offered to get you something to drink. We talked before we began to make out, rutting against one another like we have before, and I… I reached to pull off your shirt. You ripped mine and ran your nails lightly against my back, leaving small scratches." I explained, my voice lowering as I got both embarrassed and turned on. I could feel my pants beginning to tighten, the blurry and decent pictures I had seen that suggested an indecent action. "That happened for awhile before I uh…"
"You what?" Shikamaru asked huskily, looking me in the eye and captivating me completely as I watched the black pupil, surrounded by dark brown, expanding to cover most of his eye as a testament to his current state of arousal.
"I unzipped your pants and I put you in my mouth." I whispered, the words so low Shikamaru probably had to strain to hear them. "I-I think I liked the taste because I moaned at the same time as you and I wanted to.. To suck on you more."
"Oh, Kami.." Shikamaru groaned, his head hitting the wall we had somehow ended up standing agains.
"You said that too." I told him quietly, my cheeks burning as I spoke but another part of me enjoying the reaction I was getting from my words. "I think you liked it. You gripped my hair and you were thrusting up and I could tell that I really wanted you but then it ended."
"Ahh…" Shikamaru hissed, thrusting his hips forward to press his firm length against the one straining inside my pants. My embarrassment eased as I felt the evidence that he was just as affected as I was and I nipped his earlobe, pulling on it with my teeth, as I ground my hips against his own.
"You have no idea what you do to me." Shikamaru growled in a way I had never heard but it sent an electric bolt down to my groin. I let out a small yelp as I felt both of his hands grip my ass, one hand for each globe, but thankfully it was cut off midway by both mine and Shikamaru's hand covering my mouth.
Hesitantly, my hand slipped from it's position over my mouth and Shikamaru's followed my example. I felt my member give another twitch when his hand slid back down my back, settling firmly on my butt and softly beginning to knead the two mounds resting in his hands.
"You're evil." I whimpered, my hand sneaking down between our clothed bodies.
"I just like the little sounds you make for me." Shikamaru whispered back, his breath on my ear this time and causing my knees to tremble slightly as I stood pressed against him, my shorter frame fitting in his slightly taller one perfectly. "It makes me want you so bad to know that I'm making you sound like that - that you are making those perfect little noises because you want me."
"I want you so bad, Shikamaru." I agreed, my voice slightly unsteady. I was past the point of caring about pride and how I shouldn't be begging him to touch me, that I was fine before I Met him - Shikamaru was a drug and I was hooked.
"We can't tonight." Shikamaru said regretfully, pulling away from me and tearing a whine from the back of my throat.
"Why?"
"I want to finish a mission." Shikamaru said hesitantly, looking slightly to the left instead of directly in my eyes. "Then, when I get back, if you still want to…"
"Of course." I answered instantly, eyes softening and cupping his cheeks with my hands. "We have as long as we want."
"Yeah." Shikamaru replied, nervousness fading away and turning into excitement, longing, desire, and a little impatience. "Soon, though."
"Maybe." I said, laughing when he swatted me on my butt. I gave him a chaste kiss and pulled away, walking out of the shadowy alley between two Nara buildings. Shikamaru walked me the rest of the way to the gates before we said goodnight, the guard out of sight in order to give us more privacy.
"I hope you know now I have to get friendly with my right hand tonight." I whispered in his ear so quietly that is was too low for the guard, who was most likely nearby, to overhear.
"Oh come on." Shikamaru complained, his head collapsing on my shoulder. "Now it's all I will think about it."
"Think about me moaning your name, thinking about how much I want to taste you.." I whispered, the devious side of me treasuring the glazed over look my boyfriend was sporting at the moment. "Think about how I might even put a finger inside me, imagining it's yours, and how I'll scream your name when I finish - thinking about you, your body, your mind, and your cock."
"Troublesome." Shikamaru mumbled, shaking his head and subtly adjusting the prominent bulge in his pants. I grinned, giving him one more chaste kiss, and then walked away from him feeling as light as a feather. I had only gone a few feet when I felt him grab my wrist and jerk me around, catching my waist with his hand and capturing my lips in a kiss deep enough for me to taste him. We both moaned quietly and broke apart when our lungs screamed for air, panting from the lack of oxygen but staring dopily at one another.
"What was that?" I asked in between breaths
"I just wanted to show you that.. I tolerate you." Shikamaru replied, a cheeky smirk on his face that made me want him even more.
I smiled, shaking my head and my hands sped through the proper seals to perform the body flicker - though I only moved so I was twenty feet away from him. I waved once, the smile on my face refusing to fade, and only called back behind my shoulder as I walked towards my apartment.
"I tolerate you as well."
A/N: It has been over a month… a month and a day! Gosh, I lost my muse on this story but I finally found it long enough to write this chapter! I hope everyone enjoys this and I hope to see way more reviews! The more reviews, the faster the chapter! If there are over 100 followers, I should have wayyyy more reviews than this! Come on guys! Anything to say? Any ideas, thoughts, emotions? Let me know!
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