SUMMARY:

They have to decide. They need to decide soon. They need to choose who will give it all away for the other. With Kurenai constantly reliant on Shikamaru to raise her son, and Temari constantly busy with her position in Suna, the pair realise the decision will not be easy. To have a happy life with each other, one of them will have to sacrifice so much... But who will be willing to do it? Or better yet, who will ask the other to do it for them?

Author's Note: Some more development on a story line here~ But still that Lemon I promised~

WARNINGS

NaruHina- Its spoke about and they will have a part later on.

NejiTen- This contains massive spoilers for those of you who aren't up to date with the manga. Just a warning, its emotional as hell.

SasuSaku- If you really, really squint then its there, just not very obvious... Though that may change. Actually, it probably will change.

THIS CHAPTER HAS A LEMON SECTION, BEGINNING FROM "Impatient, Temari?" To "Proof enough?"

Though, now looking at it, its pretty much all lemon until near the end... But the gritty parts are marked.

Thank you for the follows and the review!~

Temari breathlessly moaned as her lover pinned her against a wall. Their lower bodies mashed together by the grinding of hips. His lips were lavishing her tender neck with affectionate kisses, sucking on her pulse desperately. She knew what his aim was... She'd have to hide the mark from Kankuro... His body had her pinned higher up the wall than she had anticipated, and that left her hands barely able to reach down the entirety of her back. Shikamaru's hands gripped the back of her thighs and his touch seemed to send sparks through her body. She was amazed he still had that effect on her, she was amazed that she had made him so active. He simply amazed her. She pulled his hair from its confines and let it fall gracefully to his sides. He removed his lips from her neck and looked up at her, a bemused smile on his lips. She couldn't help but stare into his dark pools, trying to read them as she always did. He was a mystery to her, behind his expressionless eyes was a whole field of emotions waiting to be unlocked, and it was her job to find the right actions to unlock them. He looked up at her with a tender smile on his smooth lips, a flush on his cheek bones which dark hair fell upon. She liked his hair down. She'd never told him how much she liked his hair down, she believed the silly fascination with it was that she was one of those rare people who saw him like it... But she liked it the most when she had dislodged the perfect hair herself. She tugged at his Jounin body warmer with an intent look in her eyes. He tugged it off for her, revealing the long sleeved black shirt underneath.

"I preferred the fishnet vest..." She noted, running a hand down his front teasingly. He raised a brow at her statement and laughed.

"My mother found it too revealing... Forced me to stop wearing it." He sighed. "You women... so troublesome"

"Hmm? But I liked the vest..." She whined playfully. He sighed at her before smiling with sheer admiration beaming from his dark orbs of eyes. He let her slide down the wall slowly, keeping his eyes on hers as she slowly became smaller than him as usual. She snaked her calloused hands around his neck swiftly, pulling him to her level and leaning her forehead against him.

"I missed you, Shikamaru... I missed you a lot." She murmured. He smiled at her comfortingly, in a way only he could muster.

"Temari... I missed you more." He insisted, ghosting his hands across her sides. She raised a brow at him, prodding his chest sharply.

"Is that a challenge?" She smirked. "Prove it, Nara"

"Happily, woman." He grunted, lifting her to rest on his chest. He span their bodies around and found her bed. He fell onto to bed with her under him. He skilfully manoeuvred himself over her, supported by his arms. She began pulling his shirt from his frame, dragging it over his head with a little help from his hands. Temari discarded the garment to the far side of the room, before returning her focus to her partner. His hands hastily untied the red obi that restricted his access. He threw it away with a flick of his wrist. His dark eyes clouded over with lust as she captured his lips with her own. She felt across his toned abdomen desperately, she needed to remember him, his body, his scent, she needed to re-memorise it all. She arched her back upwards as he opened up her ebony kimono, his rough hands brandished her skin with gentle touches that left a trail of fire in their wake. His hips ground against hers, causing hers to buck up to him, grinding her hips back and tangling her legs in his. Their lips massaged against each other, their tongues tangled in a fiery battle of dominance. She submitted to him. She had no choice, she'd let him dominate now whilst he was the dominating mood... Later she'd take control. She'd make him pay for this.

He pulled her arms from her kimono and lay it out under her, his hands went under her back to undo her black lace bra. Once he had removed the dastardly lingerie her cupped her plump breasts in his hands, forcing her to arch her back to him. He broke the messy embrace of their lips and moved his head to nuzzle her collar bone. She breathed a throaty moan, much to his pleasure, and tried to reach his trousers. He noted the movement observantly and looked at her in amusement.

"Impatient, Temari?" He breathed against her tanned flesh. She sighed, irritation staining her face.

"Shut up, trousers off." She ordered, a guttural moan in her throat. He had to obey her husky tone, he forced his trousers off, pulling his boxers off with the movement. She pulled away her own underwear, and felt across his pelvis with nimble fingers. He watched those fingers get closer to his member before flitting to the side. His disappointment was almost audible. Shikamaru had gotten past the point in wanted to tease his fiancé, he needed her now. His hands groped between her legs before her successfully manage to separate them. He lined himself up and looked at her for approval, she whimpered and nodded. He smirked again at her before penetrating her in a swift thrust.

Two low moans filled the large room, their vibrations causing an echo. Temari rolled her hips under his grasp as he stilled inside her. Shikamaru waited, he always waited. After their first time he was terrified to hurt her by moving too quickly, it frustrated his fiancé to her very core, but she appreciated the gesture. The blonde met his gaze with a smile and nodded at him. He pulled his thick member from the depths of her womanhood and thrust it back in, sparking the first squelch of her juices to be heard. Her walls clamped down around him and that was the incentive he needed. He hastened his pace, rocking his hips rhythmically, feeling her hips move up to meet his. He leant down and placed a chaste kiss on the mark he had left on her neck. Her skin glistened with sweat but it only seemed to make it look more inviting. He himself was sweating against her too, as was the norm for their activities in the desert country. Shikamaru groaned as her walls gave his length another sickening squeeze. She pulled his head to hers desperately, locking her lips back onto his making teeth and lips mash together as tongues tried to explore each other. His thrusts sped up, hormones and instinct ruling over his rational mind now, he felt his lover break off the kiss and cry out in pleasure. He had found that bundle of nerves that he had been hunting for. He aimed his thrusts with more precision now, loving the sounds that he elicited from her lips. The mewls and the moans combined into a symphony of its own right. He hadn't even realised how much focus was going into staving off his ejaculation...

Temari was panting loudly, and Shikamaru matched her breaths, low grunts escaping his pursed lips as his thrusts became erratic. She was so close, almost at tipping point into the abyss of pleasure. Her eyes went half lidded as she focussed on her senses. She could smell his sweaty scent, she could taste his swollen lips, she could hear his grunts and moans, she could barely see him but his expression was pulled into sheer concentration. She could feel his ridged member force its way deeper and deeper into her body. His hands moved her hips forcefully, in a desperate, passionate way that made her ache with longing and anticipation. He'd most likely end up leaving a mark on her hips as well, but she could cover those. Her hands held onto his toned back for dear life, a desperate attempt to cling to her sanity. She didn't want to climax first, she didn't want to lose this little competition but she could feel as knot. A knot in her stomach. It tied its self even further around it's self, just waiting for release from this torturous build up to pleasure. Just a few more thrusts, just a few more movements. He moved into her at a furious pace now and that was all she needed. She tumbled into the abyss of ecstasy that she had been longing to encounter ever since she'd seen him again. Her muscles squeezed his length as his strokes lost their precision. He soon cried out loudly and shot his seed into her. Her pulled out and collapsed next to her on his side. Temari, exhaustedly turned on her side to face him, curling her body up so she could be closer to him, her head nestled near his neck.

"Proof enough?" He panted, she chuckled into his sticky flesh.

"More than enough..." She whispered, feeling her strength come back to her but not wanting to remove herself from the joy of the afterglow of an orgasm. He toyed with her loose ponytails and removed the defiant bands. "Where'd you get that energy from lazy ass?"

"Nothing less for the future Mrs Nara" He chuckled, she stiffened a little in his hold and feel into a silence. As if realising what he said he shook his head "Shit... Tema, that slipped out..."

She shook her head against his chest and shuffled upwards so she'd face him. "It's fine Shika... You can tell me these things you know?"

"I don't want to pressure you into-..." He trailed off, obviously his mind told him better than to continue the topic. "I'll bare that in mind, Temari." He smiled, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.

"TEMARI-SENSEI!"

A shrill voice cried from outside, Shikamaru sighed in annoyance. "Troublesome team..." He murmured, causing a laugh from his lover.

"Come back later Taiyō!" The blonde barked in reply, lacing her fingers in her lazy Konoha nin fiancé.

"I can't Sensei! I am so sorry, but the Kazekage is demanding your presence right now, you and Nara-Sensei... It's about Shina." Shikamaru bolted upright beside her, getting off the bed to gather his things.

"... Fine Taiyō. Let Gaara know that we'll be there soon."

"We've received word from Naruto, he says that some rouge nin are after Shina." Gaara uttered placidly. "He wants you to return to Konoha immediately, they're believed to be the very same group of shinobi who targeted Hinata as a child. They are after the Byakugan. Naruto wants you to leave straight away but I insist you wait until morning. Kankuro, Temari and her team will accompany you to Konoha for extra protection. I would have gone with you to speak with Naruto but I must remain with the village. These are desperate times"

"Thank you Gaara" Shikamaru nodded respectfully. He stood in the centre of the office, watched by the elders of Suna, Temari and Kankuro. The siblings were standing behind their brother whilst the elders sat at a table at the opposite end of the room. Behind the Sand Siblings was a large window that showed an extensive view of their village. The red haired Kazekage had sent Shikamaru's team to rest already, he had encountered them on his way there but the kunouchi who accompanied him had dealt with it. Temari had made it seem like a sleep over to the youths. They were all going to stay in the guest quarters of the Kazekage tower, to be safe. Shina and Taiyō in one room and Sakkaku, Korosu and Akarui in another. Both rooms were under "We should get going straight away."

"Hn... You're not usually so reckless Nara" Kankuro snorted loudly. "Your jutsu's aren't as effective in the night since no one has shadows unless the moon is out, and with the storms in Konoha at the moment... You've not got a chance."

"I don't have any authority to give you orders, but I agree with Kankuro. As Kazekage I cannot condone leaving at night. Even we still have bandits lurking at our borders. It is best that you wait until tomorrow, Kankuro and Temari can show you the alternative route to Konoha, which is the safest route at this present moment."

"I'll take your advice then..." Shikamaru sighed exhaustedly.

"Well then you should go rest now. As should you Kankuro... If you don't mind I'd like a word with my sister." Gaara said level-headedly. Kankuro lazily nodded and walked out from the room, saluting to his siblings as he left. Shikamaru looked at his lover and sighed. "You're welcome to wait for Temari in her room, or stay in your own." Gaara added. Shikamaru nodded and left the room hastily. His eyes locked on the floor.

"Naruto has requested to have an audience with you Temari." Gaara broke the silence that had consumed the room once it had been emptied, Temari raised a brow before frowning. "He's been trying to persuade me to let you become a citizen of Konoha."

"That's not his decision to make, nor yours, Gaara." She muttered though her mind was reeling. Internally she was having a crisis. The 'Mrs Nara' comment had got to her. It had frightened her. She didn't even understand why it frightened her so much. Now there were talks about her citizenship being changed without even her say so...

Her younger brother chuckled and smiled at his sister fondly. "That is what I told him. I know you feel obligated to stay with Kankuro and I, and Kankuro is very set on you never leaving us, but I just wanted to give you a pre-warning. He's going to use examples from our friends to make you feel like you owe Shikamaru... Though if the Nara is the man I believe him to be, he will not condone them bullying you."

"Those Konoha weaklings couldn't bully me into anything." The blonde snorted. "But I appreciate your concern, brother. I honestly still don't feel ready to make a decision about this yet..."

"I understand." Gaara stood up to look at her, she regarded him kindly and walked towards him.

"Thank you Gaara..." She whispered, placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

"You're my sister... This is what we're meant to do."

Shikamaru stirred as she shut the door of her room loudly. He looked at her silently, hands behind his head as he relaxed in her bed. Once she had stripped off her clothes she joined him in the shared silence. She crawled into her simplistic, white bed and moved closer to him. She lay on her side, facing away from him as she readied herself for the fitful sleep she was sure would follow. He exhaled a large volume of air and covered her nude stomach with one of his large hands. Wrapping his arms around her comfortingly.

"Temari?" He whispered.

"Yes?"

"I love you."

Her heart ached violently, emotion threatened to leak from her eyes as she smiled.

"I love you too." She croaked, and with that last testimony, the pair closed their eyes and relaxed in the embrace of each other.