So begins a short series of incidents that didn't make it into the actual plot but were still fun enough to write that I thought I should post them.
This takes place between Gaara's father's acceptance of their relationship and when Calixta moves at the end of the story.
Shikamaru found Calixta one afternoon in the game center playing Go by herself. This perplexed him at first, since he had rarely seen her alone to begin with, let alone doing an activity that was designed for two people, so he watched her for a while. As he watched, he found that there was a certain method to her madness. She was playing solitaire, just none of the variations he had seen before. When she appeared frustrated, he decided to approach.
"Need some help?" he asked as he sat down across from her.
"Ah, Shikamaru-san, the game master," she teased. "Thank you but no. I'd rather not take the time to explain what I'm doing right now. It would break my concentration." Then, she looked back down at her pieces only to realize that her concentration was already broken. "Ugh," she brought her fist down on the table, rattling the pieces.
"What's the matter?" he asked curiously.
"It was a simple puzzle, really," she sighed, sorting the black and white markers into two piles. "But one I've never been able to master."
"You will have to show it to me sometime," he eagerly told her.
She smiled up at him. "If I do, then you will solve it and I will feel even more foolish."
He laughed at her a little. "Would you like to play a two-person game of Go?" he proposed.
"Oh, I don't think you'd really enjoy that. I'm even worse at Go than I am at silly little puzzles. For you, it'd be like playing a child," she teased.
Shikamaru gave a playful frown and took the black pieces. "Humor me," he suggested warmly.
Calixta gave a sigh of resignation. "Okay, but you might have to remind me of some of the rules," she chided.
Since she was humoring him, he decided to do the same when she started to make casual conversation with him. He didn't usually like to talk during a competition but as she had warned him, she wasn't much competition.
This meant that by the time they finished their third game, it was so late that they were alone in the game hall. Shikamaru also found that she was extremely observant and that he was rarely allowed to make the same move on her twice without her having designed a countermeasure. This pleased him greatly and even though it was so late, he wanted to keep playing.
"Oh, you win again!" she playfully pouted at his victory.
"So it seems, but you are getting much better. Would you like to play again?" he asked hopefully.
Calixta looked around as though it was the first time she was noticing that they were alone. "Perhaps…but we should make things interesting," she proposed.
"Interesting?" he almost swallowed hard at the word.
She gave a naughty little grin. "Why don't we play strip Go?"
Shikamaru gave her an incredulous look. "You haven't won a game yet, are you sure you should be betting?"
"Well, since you insist on staring at my chest, I thought you might actually want to see it…and if you're going to do that, I'd like for you to earn it," she reasoned.
Shikamaru's heart skipped a beat and he blushed furiously. "I wasn't staring!" he insisted angrily.
She gave a gentle smile. "It's alright. You were very discrete about it. I doubt anyone else noticed. So, you game?"
"What the hell," he sighed and gathered his pieces once again, thinking he had nothing to lose.
He won their next game and was only slightly disappointed when she decided to take her skirt off first. Staring at her legs was almost as good as her chest, so he let it go. On top of that, he found her underwear to be a very cute shade of red.
When she lost yet again after that, she gave a sigh and swung her legs out from under the table. "May I only remove one sock at a time? Or shall they come off together?" she proposed.
Shikamaru frowned but decided to play along. "One at a time is fine," he shrugged.
Calixta beamed at him when she realized that, for some reason, he found her only wearing one knee sock to be very cute. So, instead of losing their next game, she fumbled through it well enough to beat him right at the very end.
"Ah! Yatta! I finally beat you!" she got up and started dancing around.
Shikamaru stared, blinking uncomprehendingly at the game board, still trying to figure out how she beat him. "It was luck," he finally dismissed.
"Oh, no doubt," she agreed but didn't let it dampen her merriment as she plopped down in her seat. "So, what's it gunna be? You want me to put something back on? Or are you gunna take something off?" she offered.
He felt his heart skip a beat again. Somehow, this felt like the moment of truth. With a sigh, he pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. He couldn't help blushing at the way she beamed at him.
"Another game?" she proposed.
Shikamaru sighed and once again gathered his pieces.
"You're being a very good sport about this," she complimented.
"Everyone loses sometimes," he replied evenly.
"Apparently," she smiled and made the first move.
"That was bold," he teased but only because either he had taken the first move or he had to insist that she do it.
"You think so?" she asked with a flirtatious little wink.
"Perhaps your minor victory has gone to your head," he suggested.
"We wouldn't want that," she giggled.
About five turns later, he noticed that she kept adjusting her shirt. It was only then that he realized that her breasts appeared much larger than they did when he first approached her. Apparently, it was making her uncomfortable but she was comfortable enough around him that she felt she could shift herself around in her remaining clothing as they played and chatted. "Are you doing that on purpose?" he asked after he made his move.
"Hm?" she distractedly replied, her hand now hovering over the game board as she analyzed her next move.
"You're trying to distract me, aren't you?" he playfully accused. "You think that you'll win if you distract me with your whiles."
She giggled. "Of course I am. Would you expect anything less of me? Would it be fair to ask you to hold back your strategic skills because I am not as skilled as you?"
"That's different. We're playing a game. If we were…doing something else, it might be more appropriate," he stammered.
"Oh? Is that what you'd rather? We can forego this deliciously playful foreplay if you really approached me for a sexual encounter, rather than to play a simple game of Go," she teased.
"That's not what I meant. Besides, you were the one who suggested we play strip Go. I was perfectly happy kicking your butt with your clothes on," he retorted.
"But isn't this game also about reading your opponent? Is it not just as important to be able to tell when you're leading me into a trap or if it's an oversight on your part? You've consistently taken advantage of the times when I've been frustrated or can't hide when I think I've made a good move."
"You've been using your chakra to tell what I'm doing!" he accused.
"Hm?" she prompted as she moved her piece.
"You're manipulating me. That's why I lost last time!" he continued.
"Oh, you give me too much credit," she dismissed. "Sensing the emotions you give off is something I can hardly help. Actually, you've got a pretty good game face, which is why it's taking me so long to actually get a good read on you," she admitted. "It's your turn."
With a disgusted grumble, he looked back down at the board.
"You are very wary of me, which makes it more difficult for me to sense what you're feeling," she informed.
"Are you telling me all this just to fluster me?" he griped.
"Is that what I'm doing?"
"You tell me," he sniped.
"Not really. I think you suspected as much when you approached me," she admitted.
Shikamaru shrugged. That much was true.
"So, you wanna keep playin'?" she proposed. "You should know that I have been trying very hard to play as well as I can," she vowed.
Shikamaru gave her a critical look and then moved his piece. "Your move."
Calixta smiled and they continued. Much to his dismay, he was removing his pants a few minutes later, as he didn't wear socks. She tried not to gloat and honestly wished him better luck on their next game. She had flustered him enough to throw off his game but that only made him more determined to win the next.
"You look uncomfortable," he noted with a slight smirk when he saw that her milk had started to leak out on its own to make little wet spots on her blouse.
She blushed deeply and looked away. "I've been more comfortable," she admitted, again adjusting her shirt.
"Why don't you throw this match so you can take your shirt off," he haughtily suggested, unaware that that was her intention the entire time.
However, when he spoke the notion aloud, he caused a sympathetic reaction in her and the flow of her milk increased. "After this game, I have to go," she admitted regretfully.
"Oh? What's the rush?" he nearly purred.
Now that she was starting to let go of her concentration, even just the sound of his voice was getting to her. She gave a little whimper before formulating her actual response. "I sort of missed my clinic appointment sitting her with you. They'll be annoyed but the night nurses are nicer anyway," she dismissed.
"Are you sick?" he suddenly questioned.
She laughed. "Of course not. It's so that they can express my milk. I'm sure you've noticed, it's a bit overdue," she dryly added.
"Oh…"
They played silently for most of the rest of their game until her shirt was wet enough to let some of the moisture seep all the way through, leaving little drops on the table between them. She even winced when her chest would brush against something due to the pressure inside.
"Why don't you let me-?" was as much as he could blurt out before he remembered himself.
"Hm?" she prompted again. "Oh, I couldn't impose on you. I know you're not my biggest fan so it's enough that you'd humor me for so long. Actually, I've really enjoyed myself, which is why I've put off my appointment as long as I have. I wasn't sure if we'd get to do this again before I forgot how to play," she laughed a little.
"No, really," he insisted, carefully moving around the small table to sit next to her.
Calixta gasped at his forwardness. "There you go again, taking advantage of me when I'm all flustered," she teasingly accused.
"I'm just trying to help," he told her his hands twitching with the desire to free her swollen breasts.
She gave a sudden whine of frustration. "They ache so badly. Sure, please, go ahead," she urged, reaching for her remaining buttons.
Shinji gladly helped her with that and awed at her for a moment once she was revealed to him.
"Oooh," she squirmed. "Don't just stare. At least massage them," she encouraged.
He didn't think twice before complying, with the way she spoke her request, there was no way he could. A moment later, his mouth was on one breast while his hand was on the other. Calixta gave a deep moan and wrapped an arm around him as her back arched, squishing his face into her breast. He gave a muffled little chuckle but due to the flood he had started, it didn't last long.
"I don't know how you can stand it," he awed the first time he broke contact in favor of easier breathing.
"It takes some getting used to," she admitted breathily.
"I dunno…" he teetered.
"It helps so many people, I would feel guilty if I stopped," she admitted almost shamefully.
He pulled back and gave her an incredulous look. "Helps people?" he scoffed.
She giggled a little. "I suppose you haven't heard. Those healing potions that they have at the hospital now, the new ones that are kinda sweet, that's my milk," she almost bragged.
He thought she tasted familiar but that was absurd, or at least seemed absurd, so he pushed it out of his mind. "I see," he replied before switching his attention to her other breast.
She was surprised to find that it didn't bother him. In fact, it seemed that because it caused her so much trouble, he had a certain amount of admiration for her continuing to do it in secret. She was practically in his lap when her other hand reached into his underwear and started to fondle his erection.
The sudden attention made him gasp and he immediately withdrew from her. "What-?" was all he could manage.
"You are being so kind to me. Please, let me reciprocate," she pleaded in a dark voice.
Her tone left no room for argument so he just nodded, almost dumbly, and went back to what he was doing.
"Here," she said, pulling away from him once her breasts were nearly equal size again, "before they get too small," she winked, pushing him down and pulling his erection completely free of his underwear. Then, before he could react, she leaned over and started squirting milk onto him.
He couldn't help the gasp or the way his hips jerked in response. Her milk was warm on his skin but he found it quickly cooled in the open air of the game room, leaving him almost straining for more to stave off the shiver. Then, in response to this desire, she brought her heavy chest down to rest on his hips for a moment before squishing them around his erection and massaging him that way. This time he gave into the groan welling up in him and it seemed to please her greatly.
Not long after, Shikamaru's hands started to get restless but they quickly found something to do. He started groping her breasts and playing with her nipples as she brought him closer to orgasm. The heated little whines she gave in response to him made his vision blur and before he realized what was happening, he was cumming in her mouth. Only after the fact did he realize she had ducked down just in time to catch the white fluid as it shot out.
Feeling dazed and satisfied, Shikamaru let himself lay back to try to catch his breath. However, she had other plans. She took him by the hand and pulled him back up, guiding his mouth back to her breasts. "Please, finish," she asked in a husky whisper. He gave a vague little nod and complied, finding her somehow even sweeter than before.
She was a little surprised that he didn't push any further than that but was willing to let him be. What they had going was pleasant enough not to interrupt with other things. When he was finished, she thanked him and asked what his plans were for the remainder of the evening.
"Uh, I was gunna take a shower before I tried to get dressed again," he admitted, motioning to the far side of the building where the locker rooms and showers were located.
"That sounds like a very good idea," she agreed as they started to gather up their clothes.
"So…who won that last match," he asked with a wink as they strolled through the quiet, empty building.
She gave a sly little grin. "What does your gut tell you?"
"Well, if it were anybody else and that happened, I'd say it was me," he admitted.
"Then you won," she conceded with an only slightly mocking bow.
"But it's you and it's really hard to tell when you're bluffing," he insisted. "Even when you do silly things like that."
"Oh, I wouldn't bluff you. It wouldn't be worth it," she dismissed with a wave of her hand.
"Liar. You sharked me," he accused as he looked at her out of the corner of his eye.
"That's absurd. I'm just a quick learner, that's all. Since you're such a good player, I couldn't help picking up some of your moves. Actually, if you look at it that way, since I was using your techniques, even if I won, it was a victory for you," she reasoned.
He chuckled. "Okay. I'll accept that." Then, they were at the entrance to the locker rooms. He hesitated when she started to follow him into the door marked with the little man, rather than the little woman. "You're gunna follow me in here?"
"I don't see why not," she stepped ahead of him when he stopped. They were both mostly naked and carrying their clothes but she was obviously much more comfortable with that fact that he was. "It's not like there's anybody else here."
He gave a sigh of resignation and followed her in, feeling fortunate that she didn't seem inclined to share his showerhead, opting to take up the one next to it instead. He couldn't help watching as she pulled off her one remaining sock, dropping it in the little pile of her clothes, before reaching for her underwear. Normally, she didn't bother with them but in the colder months it was often preferable.
He hadn't really considered that their exchange a few minutes ago could have aroused her just as much as it did him and he awed at the way her wet panties stuck to her skin for a moment as she pulled them down. Then, as she bent over, he even caught a glimpse of her glistening heat. He hardly noticed the amused little grin she wore when she turned back to him because he was too busy noticing that as she drew closer to him, he could more readily smell her natural scent.
He mused for a moment, as she played with the shower knobs, that Kiba was right. She smelled sweet and musky, the kind of scent that crept up on you at first and, before you knew it, you couldn't get it out of your head. He had smelled it before, when his face was squished into her bosom, but he hadn't really noticed it at the time. Then, once they left the place of their passion to travel through the seemingly sterile halls of the game center, it was gone and he still didn't think anything of it. Now that her scent was present again, it almost made his mouth water.
"So, how often do you do this kind of thing?" he asked with genuine curiosity as he started his own shower, testing the water before stepping into the spray.
She appeared insulted but when she realized that was part of his intention, she tried to let it go. "I'm not sure I've done anything quite like what we just did. I tend to steer clear of public places if I've got that in mind," she answered evenly.
He didn't appear convinced. "But in private, I'm sure," he added as offhandedly as he could.
"Why are you baiting me?" she suddenly interjected.
"I'm just trying to figure out where I stand, that's all," he dismissed with a shrug.
"You're standing in the men's locker room at the game center next to the woman who just played your silly game with you, fed you, healed you, got you off, and pretty much entertained you all evening," she pointed out.
"Very funny," he snorted.
"What do you expect me to say?" she prompted earnestly.
"I want you to tell me what I should expect," he snapped.
She scoffed in return. "Why should you expect anything?"
"Well, knowing not to expect anything is something," he sighed.
"Do you want more?" she asked expectantly.
"Well, no, not necessarily," he managed. "I just wanna know. Damn, why do you have to be so difficult about this?"
She giggled a little, even though she tried not to. "That's entirely up to you. I highly doubt that you'll develop some kind of silly romantic attraction to me so I'm not really worried about it and as long as I don't have to worry about that, then I'm willing to just let you decide where you stand."
"You got me there," he laughed a little. "So…if I wanted to do this kind of thing again, you'd let me?"
"Let you? That makes it sound like I don't get anything out of it," she dismissed.
"That's different. You were in pain. I was just horney," he countered.
"Don't dismiss my pleasure so easily. I nearly came when you did," she admitted with a slight blush.
"No way," he scoffed, looking down his nose at her.
Calixta blushed harder and looked away to really concentrate on washing herself. "Perhaps, if there is a next time, we could play together rather than against each other," she proposed.
"You want coop-mode," he mused, thinking that shouldn't be any sort of surprise.
"Yes, I rather like cooperation. If we work together we may accomplish more," she mused.
He watched, fascinated, as she washed her long, dark, flowing hair. When he was sure she was done rinsing out the conditioner, he felt the desire to advance on her again. With a single step, he passed from his shower spray into hers. "Let me finish you off then," he suggested through a profuse blush.
Calixta gasped and took a step back, finding her back very quickly against the tiled wall. "Y-You don't have to do that," she stammered.
"Oh, don't play coy now," he dismissed.
"I stopped playing games when you moved over to my side of the table," she snapped.
"Then you don't want me to?" he faltered.
"Oh," she sighed. "It's not that. I just want to make sure that you're not continuing to make advances because you think that's what you're supposed to do."
"Ah, you want to make sure my intentions are purely perverted," he snickered.
Calixta giggled at his words. "That's a very good way to put it."
Shikamaru grinned lecherously and brought one of his hands between her legs. Even with just that, he could feel the difference between the slickness of the water on her skin and her natural lubrication. He hadn't been able to see it but he could feel now that it was starting to run down the insides of her legs.
"You are really turned on. You want this. I can feel it," he nearly growled when his fingertips slipped over her clit, eliciting a heated gasp in response.
"Don't tell me things I already know," she snapped but much of the harshness was lost in the echoes of her hardly suppressed whines of pleasure as they bounced off the shower room walls. "You only reveal more of yourself that way."
"Testy too," he teased but his hand never stopped exploring. He found himself quickly fascinated by the expressions she would make and the kinds of sounds that went with them. On top of that, he could sense how much she enjoyed what he was doing and she didn't want him to stop any time soon which it made him very bold. There was a moment when he almost kissed her but for some reason, it just didn't seem right so he dismissed the urge.
Apparently, that was the right thing to do because he was rewarded a moment later by her finally leaning back against the tiled wall, and pushing her hips toward him. When she did that, he felt compelled to act again and slowly started to kneel before her, making sure to tease both of her nipples on his way down. "Ah, what're you-?" was as far as she got because she knew it was a rather silly question.
However, he was more inclined to deal with her silliness at the moment and decided to humor her. As he lifted her right leg to rest over his shoulder, he replied, "I wanna get a good look at what I'm workin' with here."
Suddenly, Calixta's entire body flushed. She knew it was inevitable that her younger lovers would bring with them a certain amount of curiosity and that meant that their glances at her sex usually tended to linger, but no one had attempted to actually study her before. Instinctively, she tried to coax him either closer to or further away from the part of her that begged to be touched, either one would do but he was stubborn and already had her on one leg.
Her flush deepened again when he felt him spreading her wide open to get a really good look at her. "If you insist on staring, you better learn something from it," she tried to gripe but because having her so totally exposed excited him so much, she had a difficult time really being stern with him.
Shikamaru just snickered and started to tease her entrance with the tips of his fingers. "Inside?" he simply proposed even though the way she was trying to press against them already gave him his answer. When she didn't respond verbally, he looked up to see her biting her lip and nodding her head. Hoping that a polite nod would help to excuse his delay, he started to slowly side two fingers inside her.
As he penetrated her, he found that he actually had to divert some of his attention to holding her knees apart as her body tensed around him. He almost laughed because he could tell that it was to keep him in rather than out.
"So, just in and out?" he asked almost haughtily as he slowly fingered her.
She shook her head no and held up one hand next to his face. With two fingers held out, as he had, she made a thrusting motion then, on the withdraw, she curled the ends of her fingers in a 'come-hither' sort of motion. She repeated that about two more times to make sure he saw what she wanted, at which point he put her suggestion into action and they were both greatly pleased by the results.
"Have you cum?" he asked seriously.
She laughed a little laugh that almost sounded crazy. "Not yet, but if you keep that up, it won't take much longer. You'll know…" she moaned.
He trusted her on that and kept going, alternating between watching his hand become coated with her thick juices and observing the changes in her taut facial expressions. He found the way her hair stuck to her wet, blushing body especially enticing. Then, as she drew closer to release, she made another suggestion. "Right here," she pointed to her clit, "With your tongue," she pleaded.
He didn't think twice before complying. Actually, he had just been considering the best way to go about tasting her and it only barely dawned on him that she might have picked up on that. As soon as he made that contact, her hips bucked and he had to use his other hand to help keep her up.
When she first felt her orgasm start to rush over her, she instinctively reached down and held Shikamaru's fingers inside her as far as they would go. "Ah! Just like that! Right there!" she encouraged.
He faltered, but only for half a second, when he realized she wanted him to keep wiggling his fingers inside her as he sucked on the hood of her clit. Her hands quickly found their way into his hair, gently tugging and pulling in time with her passion.
"I just hope you don't think that anything you learn from me would be at all relevant when dealing with other women," she panted.
He barely pulled away to respond, "It would be foolish to apply the same rules to two different games," he snickered and continued.
She loved that answer and came a moment later, his fingers rolling rhythmically inside her while he suckled her clit a little harder than he had intended to, but seemed to work out really well. As the rush of her release faded, he had to hold most of her weight as she slumped down to the floor, a silly smile on her face.
"Win or lose, that was very good," she giggled.
Shikamaru just gave an arrogant grin and backed off a little to give her room to breathe. "I play to win," he asserted playfully.
"Why do you insist that we are still playing a game?" she exaggerated the hurt in her voice to disguise how she really felt.
"Everything's a game," he shrugged.
"How trite," she grumbled, forcing herself to stand. "And here I was worried that I wouldn't be taking you seriously enough for your liking."
"Well, I'm glad we cleared that up then," he gave a mischievous wink. Then, suddenly, her entire demeanor changed. She appeared panicked. "Wh-?" was as far as he got before she answered.
"Someone's coming," she gasped.
"Should we hide?" he asked quietly.
"I don't think it'll do much good. They're sort of looking for me," she admitted. "So…you can hide if you want…if you're embarrassed to be seen with me like this," she baited.
It didn't matter if he was going to hide or not because their guest came around the corner with an audible gasp.
"Kiba-san," she said quietly without so much as a glance over her shoulder.
"Ah…I see my worry was misplaced. My apologies," Kiba chided to hide his embarrassment.
"Worry?" Shikamaru snapped.
"Satu was trying to look into the windows when we walked by. I gave'er a snack and she's outside with Akamaru now," he answered genuinely.
"Thank you," Calixta quietly said as she turned her shower off.
"Yeah…no problem," he scratched the back of his head nervously but still couldn't seem to stop staring at the naked pair. "So-ah, you two…" he made a suggestive hand motion but trailed off anyway when Shikamaru shot a careful look over his shoulder.
"But…you knew I wasn't in trouble before you got all the way here," she accused.
Shikamaru quickly turned his gaze back to her, wordlessly demanding an explanation.
"Tell me, was it the sound or the scent that tipped you off first?" she asked playfully as she turned from the analytical young man to his more instinctive counterpart.
Kiba frowned at being given away so easily. All he wanted was a chance to see her naked. He hadn't really been expecting anything more than that because every other time he happened upon her when she was already with someone, he was turned away. Of course, there had been more than one occasion when she had turned away others in favor of his company, so he couldn't really argue. Something was different.
"You knew and you came barging in here anyway?" Shikamaru snapped, whipping around to face his friend without thinking about the fact that he was still very nude.
"Dude, like you wouldn't sneak a peek. Besides, it's not like I saw anything," he shrugged.
"But you were kinda hoping to, weren't you?" she playfully accused, continuing her advance until they were almost touching. Then, she looked back over her shoulder at her original partner. "I think this player would like to show you how he plays the game," she proposed.
Shikamaru blinked with disbelief, his mouth agape, unsure what to say.
"Game?" Kiba repeated wearily as he took a step back.
She let him make his retreat with only a mildly disappointed glance. "Or not," she shrugged and started past the shaggy, young ninja toward where the towels were stored.
"What kind of game?" Kiba suddenly blurted out, making her stop dead in her tracks.
"Shikamaru-san is much better at explaining these kinds of things than I am," she motioned hopefully.
The still nude young man laughed a little at her attempt to corner him. It was way too obvious and he wondered if she had done it with the intention of failing. He wouldn't put that kind of tactic past her and decided to force her hand a bit. "I really must insist that you are far better equipped to answer his question," he replied evenly.
Calixta gave her first partner a careful sideways glance before creeping up behind Kiba. They were roughly the same height, making it very easy to whisper in his ear and quietly enough for the other to barely hear. "He is curious to see how someone else handles me," she informed in a husky voice. "He knows that it will be much different between us than it was between he and I just a few minutes ago."
"I see…" Kiba awed for a moment as he considered his options. They were giving him a chance to show off, to hot dog as it were, and he wasn't sure if he could pass that up. "And how was he?" he asked just as much to her as to the one observing them, eyes wide still with incredulity.
"Consider his nature, and you will save me some breath," she sighed. "He is the one who keeps insisting it's a game," she purred, moving around in front of him. "He is curious and I'm tired of thinking," she petulantly complained. "What are you?"
Kiba gave a deep sigh, with the unintended side effect of inhaling even more of her intoxicating scent. He looked over the young woman before him, musing that it almost looked like she was in heat, before suddenly turning her around and bringing both of them to their knees. Calixta gasped when her knees hit the floor and then started to push back against him. He wrapped his arms around her and started teasing her with his clothed length, squishing it between her ass cheeks.
Feeling more than a little awkward just standing there and watching them, Shikamaru started his own walk toward the towel closet. He didn't bother to try to hide the fact that he was staring at them because it was pretty obvious at this point that staring was perfectly acceptable. He only turned away for a second but by the time he turned back, she was on all fours with his body covering hers. Apparently, Kiba wasn't one to waste time because he could see, as he carefully walked back toward them, that Kiba's pants were now pulled down far enough for him to accomplish his goal. He even found himself licking his lips a little at the deep moan she gave when he entered her.
He watched from behind them, so as not to distract them with the sight of him, and laughed a little to himself at how right she was. Kiba's approach was much different than his own. The young dog lover was much more aggressive, forceful, and instinctively reacted to the movements of her body as she pushed back against him. He even thought he heard a low little growl of pleasure, though he wasn't exactly certain which one of them made the sound.
After a couple minutes, he moved around to face the pair. He wanted to see the kinds of faces that accompanied the delicious sounds she was making for his friend. Sometimes they sounded like little squeals, others were almost howl-like. She was no longer on her hands, having fallen to her elbows for support and leverage and he was disappointed to find her head down, hiding her face from him.
Feeling even more bold than the last time he made a move on her, Shikamaru carefully knelt down and lifted her chin. She didn't fight him. In fact, she seemed to enjoy the extra attention. He expected her to be put off by his curiosity and the way he wanted to watch her but it quickly became apparent that she was beyond that point now. Her eyes appeared unfocused, even though it still felt like they were making some sort of eye contact, and her mouth hung open, allowing her cries of pleasure to readily escape. Now that he was almost face to face with her, he noted that she was much louder for Kiba that she had been for him.
A moment later, when he noticed she was actually straining to keep looking at him, he let go of her chin and let her head hang again. It wasn't long after that she fell even further, her face and chest resting on the tiled floor. She had her hands planted on either side of her shoulders but as it was, she didn't have much more leverage than that required to keep herself from falling over. Not that Kiba would have allowed that to happen, he had followed her and now had one hand resting just below hers while the other wrapped around her waist. Kiba wasn't really that much taller than Calixta but their position made it look almost as though his body was completely covering hers.
"She's…" Shikamaru awed, "beautiful," then turned his gaze up to see if Kiba had heard him. When he received a vague nod of recognition, he continued, "How can you stand it?"
Kiba actually laughed. "She makes it pretty easy to deal with."
"Obviously…" he muttered, almost dumbfounded.
"Is this your first time with her?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Shikamaru nodded vaguely.
"Sorry to interrupt then," he snickered. "But thanks for gettin'er warmed up for me," he winked.
Calixta appreciated their desire for communication just not their timing so, since her hands were largely useless anyway, she brought one down to play with her clit, knowing the distraction would bring them back to the matter at hand.
Her first orgasm after she started touching herself resparked the fire in Kiba and he went back to ignoring their observer. Once she was sure she had his full attention again, she started to plead, "Harder, please," she muttered. "So deep…so good…" her hips rolled against him as he tried to obey her commands.
Because Shikamaru was so amused that she practically howled his name when he came inside her a few minutes later, Kiba felt a bit embarrassed at their display but the strategic young man didn't see fit to actually comment on it, so he tried to push that feeling down as he carefully set her down so he could sit on the floor next to her. What really distracted him from his own embarrassment was the way Calixta lay panting on the ground next to him. Her eyes were barely open but even from that, he could see that her gaze was unfocused.
It was more difficult than she expected to gather her bearings but since neither one of the young men with her saw fit to disturb her, she was allowed to collect herself in peace. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. Just when she was starting to think she had a handle on herself, Calixta suddenly tried to bolt upward, which only served to make her dizzy as she weakly fell back to the ground, now with a much different look in her eyes.
She paused for a moment, ignoring the mutual, "What's wrong?" from the pair of young men with her, to make sure she sensed what she thought she sensed. "Shit. They'll cheat," she hissed under her breath.
"What the hell?" Shikamaru suddenly demanded.
"You have to hide me," she pleaded. "They're coming."
"Who?" Kiba suddenly stood, making sure he was completely dressed.
"They won't play fair. They'll cheat. Hide me," she frantically reasoned, hardly realizing that she was almost crawling into Shikamaru's lap.
"Hey, it's alright. We're done anyway, right? Come on, I'll get you a towel," he offered as he tried to stand but she held him fast.
"No time," she muttered and she was right. A moment later, Sasuke and Naruto came around the corner.
Sasuke managed to keep his schooled expression of mild interest while Naruto's eyes grew wide at what he saw. The blonde also couldn't keep from grinning at what they had happened upon.
"What do we have here…?" Sasuke crooned.
"We're done, dude," Kiba tried to coax them away. "We're just cleaning up and gettin' ready to go."
"Then you won't mind if I take a moment to look at her," Sasuke continued his careful, measured steps toward the prone woman.
"What for?" Shikamaru defensively questioned. He could feel her tensing in his loose grasp and it was really starting to make him nervous.
Sasuke sneered and pushed the naked young man out of the way, letting her fall to the floor before kneeling in front of her and lifting her chin. "Get up!" he ordered.
To everyone's surprise, Calixta was actually able to summon enough strength to sit up and face him. "Cheater," she hissed.
Sasuke rolled his eyes and took her hands, lacing their fingers together. Once he was sure she would accept his chakra, he blinked to utilize his sharingan to make sure their connection was secure before trying to speak to the others. "What happened?" he asked casually.
"That's none of your business," Shikamaru grumbled, covering himself a little better with his towel.
"Fine, don't tell me. I'll just have her do it," he dismissed impatiently.
"What're you guys even doing here?" Kiba turned to Naruto.
"Uh, we were walkin' home and he sensed something and wanted to check it out. If I'd've known, I wouldn't've let'im come in but he looked kinda worried," Naruto babbled.
"There was nothing wrong 'til you two showed up," Shikamaru snapped.
"You don't know," Sasuke dismissed. "Tell me, which one of you went first?"
Kiba and Shikamaru stood, mouths agape with astonishment.
"I bet it was Shikamaru," Naruto guessed and by the way the pair blushed and fidgeted, unable to refute, confirmed his assumption.
"Not that it really matters," Sasuke dismissed.
During their exchange, Calixta remained almost disturbingly still. Her eyes were fixed on the one holding her hands and her breathing had even leveled out. The others couldn't really see it, but every once in a while, Sasuke could feel her fingers twitching.
"What sort of game were you playing?" he finally asked.
"How did you know?" Shikamaru countered in a critical, even voice.
"She was babbling about cheating so I assumed you were playing some sort of game. She loves games," he mused, never taking his eyes off her for even a second.
"I-It wasn't really…" Shikamaru tried to explain. "She and I were playing Go earlier and then we sorta…got distracted, ya know?"
"She said you kept insisting it was a game," Kiba interjected, almost accusingly.
"And once she reaches a certain point, she tends to get stuck on certain things," Sasuke informed. "If you were insistent, she would latch onto that."
"Listen to you, like you know so much!" Shikaku tried to dismiss, hoping for a way out of the situation. Even if he was told to leave, at that point, it would have been less awkward than what was happening at the moment.
"He does know," Naruto argued quietly.
Kiba gave a resigned nod of affirmation as well.
After that, Sasuke took another long moment to really examine her chakra. "She wasn't expecting two encounters," he mused with a chuckle when he reasoned out the cause of the instability that was robbing her of her natural grace and eloquence. "It really threw her off."
"Threw her off how?" Kiba pressed, even taking an anxious step closer, but only venturing to go that far.
"Take a second to try to feel her out," he advised and the three others in the room redoubled their efforts in what they were already doing thanks to his encouragement.
The feeling of them all reaching out to her like that made Calixta's composure give and she let slip a little whimper as she squeezed Sasuke's hands and broke eye contact.
They weren't quite sure how to describe it but each of them could tell that there was some sort of imbalance in her chakra and it was most likely causing her bizarre behavior.
Since she had seen fit to break eye contact, Sasuke decided to blink away his sharingan, though he wasn't planning on letting go of her hands any time soon. He took the opportunity to look over the faces of his three comrades as they stood staring at them.
"So, what's the game?" he asked with a mischievously cocked eyebrow.
"No, you'll cheat!" she sudden yelled, trying to push him away but his grip was too sure and she only ended up nearly knocking herself over due to his resistance.
"Now, now, we can't cheat if we don't know the rules," Sasuke dismissed.
"Look, I don't think she really wants-," was as far as Kiba got before he was cut off.
All Naruto had to do to silence him was wave an authoritative hand in front of him. "I know it's bizarre but he usually knows what he's talking about," he admitted.
Shikamaru hesitated but divulged the information. "We were just joking around. We were showing each other what we liked," he tried.
Sasuke nodded in approval. Not a very competitive game but interesting nonetheless.
"That doesn't sound like something that you could cheat at," Naruto mused, obviously puzzled.
"Not just me," he looked back at Calixta, who was once again looking at him. "You too."
"I would never cheat!" Naruto swore rather loudly in the otherwise empty shower room, causing everyone but Calixta to flinch.
They flinched again when she replied, "Liar!" with almost equal volume.
"Damn, what do you two do to her?" Shikamaru gave a crude chuckle.
Sasuke thought about it for a moment. If it had been just him, there were any number of reasons she might say that. However, paring the list to things that both he and Naruto did narrowed things down significantly.
"The sexy-no-jutsu," Naruto almost gasped after a moment. He knew she had a weakness to it but he had never gotten the impression that she thought it was a cheap move. Actually, she seemed to like it when they were together.
"Exactly what I was thinking," Sasuke smirked.
"You've got to be kidding!" Shikamaru gasped.
"That is cheating," Kiba scoffed.
Sasuke shot both of them a critical look. "You wanna see how we play?" he proposed haughtily.
"Sasuke!" Naruto gasped.
Calixta gave a little grumble of frustration but otherwise couldn't manage to speak. As they touched and spoke, Sasuke had managed to restore a fair portion of her chakra's stability. She was very close to being able to finish the process herself when he started to actually fight her a little instead of help her.
"If you do that, I won't be as nice to you as I was to either of them," she growled.
"Oh, don't pretend like you'll be able to handle yourself once Naruto and I assume female form. These two idiots practically shorted you out. You'll probably pass out from the blood loss," he snickered.
"I wouldn't let you do that to me," she hissed as dangerously as she could.
"You mean you'd quit pussyfooting around," he accused.
"Like she was holding back for us?" Shikamaru asked, but mostly muttering to himself.
"Duh," Kiba rolled his eyes.
"Well, pardon me for being the only one who hasn't been with her before," he grumbled.
"Naruto, you and Kiba get her cleaned up," he suddenly stood, pulling his hands away a little too easily for her liking. "You," he turned to her pile of clothes and, finding her purse, tossed her a hand-rolled cigarette. "Chill the fuck out," he ordered when Kiba caught the smoke for her.
"What about you?" Shikamaru snapped.
"We're gunna talk," he led him away from the others.
"Ugh, you're such a freak. Everything was fine until you showed up," Shikamaru protested quietly but kept an eye on her anyway.
"You probably would've gotten her home alright," Sasuke agreed. "I didn't know it was you guys, or I might've let it alone," he lied and glanced over to find Calixta glaring at him accusingly. He got the impression that if she didn't have to raise her voice to do it, she would have called him out on his mistruth.
"Okay…" he looked at his comrade. "So?"
"I want you to know that you can do pretty much whatever you want with her but you have to be mindful of the kinds of effects you, and others, have on her. I know you're really observant so as long as you don't just stop paying attention, it should be fine," Sasuke evenly explained, carefully looking back and forth between the three next to the shower and the one beside him.
Shikamaru scoffed.
"Of course, I'm sure you already realize that," Sasuke dismissed.
"Don't placate me!" he snapped.
"Fine, then here's the deal. From what I understand, your initial encounter satisfied her but then he came long," Sasuke motioned to Kiba.
"She invited him," Shikamaru clarified.
Sasuke appeared surprised by that, "Really…" he pondered. That changed things slightly and he couldn't help the suspicious sideways glance at the woman seated on the ground smoking her cigarette, much to the dismay of the two young men trying to make sure she was clean enough to get dressed. "That means she wanted you to overwhelm her."
"Neither of us knew that he was going to show up. She only noticed about a minute before he poked his head around the corner," he argued.
"So, she took advantage of his sudden appearance. Either way, she made a choice. She chose to let you two do what you wanted. She could have shown her control over the situation at any time, if she so chose." He appeared pensive for a moment.
"She said she wouldn't go along with you," Shikamaru reminded.
"She said she wouldn't make it as easy for us as it was for you," he eyed his towel-clad comrade carefully. "You might look at it like increasing the difficult of the game play," he placated but this time was better received.
"How do you know that she could completely own us if she really wanted to? Isn't there a point where she can't do that anymore? Everyone has limits," he insisted.
Sasuke nodded, finally understanding what the other was after. He was willing to let them go if he was absolutely sure that Calixta could put an immediate stop to it if she suddenly changed her mind, regardless of the reason. "She's one of those really annoying people who just gets stronger the more desperate she gets and on top of that," he made eye contact with the other young man to better gauge his reaction to the words that would follow. "On top of that, she can channel Gaara's energy anytime she wants."
Shikamaru took a weary step back. "You're serious," he grumbled.
"You bet your ass I am," he asserted. "So, you gunna keep playing or are you gunna take off now?" When he saw just how pensive his comrade was, he added, "I managed to straighten her up, for the most part, so she shouldn't have to resort to that…unless she decides to take on all four of us at once. If she does that, then she'll need his help."
"What makes you think she won't do that just to stop you? She seemed pretty adamant about it before," he pointed out.
"She won't as long as she doesn't get freaked out and really, once she gets going, she sort of forgets everything else, so it's pretty easy to keep her mind off of that option. It also helps if you're willing to give into her a little bit. The more she knows how much you're enjoying yourself, the more she wants to do that instead of interfere with what we're doing."
"You've got this all planned out," Shikamaru grumbled.
"I'm just making it up as I go along. You'd be wise to remember that strategy. If you have a plan when you approach her, she'll know and she'll go out of her way to thwart it just about every time," he warned.
"Uh, okay. So…do you mind if I get dressed?" he suddenly asked.
Sasuke laughed. "Do what you want," he shrugged and once the other was mostly dressed, he asked, "So, you up for it?"
"For what, exactly? You've talked a lot but you've hardly said anything," he complained.
"Let's just say that I'd like to take things off easy-mode for a little while," he half-taunted.
Shikamaru frowned and the looked at Calixta again as though she might hold the answer he sought. "You want me to step up to hard-mode during my first play-through? That's a bit much to ask."
Sasuke gave a dismissive snicker. "I don't even like to play on hard-mode because that's when she channels Gaara to help her. I'd consider this more of an intermediate stage, somewhere between novice and expert," he offhandedly elaborated. "The trick at this stage would be keep her balanced enough. If she slips too far one way, she'll just shut down and that would be lame. If she gets pulled too far the other, then she'll make us play in hard-mode, where she channels Gaara and, I hate to admit, that even the four of us together might not be up for that. Keep that in mind and we can do whatever we want," he bragged.
As Calixta lit her cigarette, Naruto grabbed a wash cloth and got it wet. He even waited an extra few seconds for the water to warm up before trying to wipe her down.
"I still feel kinda dizzy," she admitted only moments before the cloth met her skin and she yelped, jerking away.
"What's the matter?" Naruto sighed.
"It's cold, sorry. It startled me. You can use it, just warn me next time," she dismissed.
"It's like you're on fire," Kiba awed, touching the back of his hand to her forehead.
She giggled. "That's sort of what it feels like. Raising my body temperature is an easy way to burn off some of that extra chakra I still have from you."
Kiba gasped and pulled his hand back but she caught it a few inches from her face. However, before either of them could say anything more, Naruto interrupted.
"Sit back so I can clean you up," he ordered when he returned with an even warmer washcloth.
Calixta gave a casual little chuckle and did as he asked.
"I wish I knew what they were whispering about," Kiba grumbled when he glanced over at the other pair standing a few meters away, almost around the corner.
Calixta quirked an odd little grin and closed her eyes. "Sasuke is convincing Shikamaru to keep playing," she informed restlessly.
"You think he will?" Kiba pressed.
Calixta gave a heated little gasp when the warm washcloth brushed against her slit. "Ah…it could go either way but if Sasuke can say the right thing, he'll get his way," she shrugged.
"And then what?" Kiba continued.
She gave a gentle smile at his impatience. "Then we will see what kind of move they decide to make. It will, no doubt, be in keeping with the theme of the evening," she mused.
"If that's the case…" Naruto looked at Kiba and then across at the other two young ninja, and then back to Calixta. "Then I'd say it's a four-player game now. Two teams of two," he asserted.
"What about her," Kiba incredulously dismissed.
"She is the game," Naruto elaborated.
Calixta felt her heart skip a beat. She was getting a similar impression and hearing it spoke aloud only served to confirm her suspicions.
"Are you okay with that?" Kiba suddenly turned to her.
Calixta smirked. "It certainly presents an interesting twist," she mused. "The question becomes what your goal will be."
Neither of them had thought of that and she couldn't help using her abilities to take advantage of their mutual moment of indecision. That feeling was what pulled Naruto from his thoughts.
"Wh-Why are you doing that?" the blonde suddenly questioned.
His voice caught Kiba's attention and he fixed his expectant gaze on her once again. He hadn't noticed that she was doing anything until the other said something but now there was no doubt in his mind.
"I need someone on my side," she shrugged. "If those two are going to work together then I'm going to need a bit of help keeping from completely making an ass of myself," she admitted.
Naruto sympathized with her worry about Sasuke embarrassing her. It was rare, especially anymore, that she became embarrassed but he knew that if anyone knew enough about Calixta to do it, it was Sasuke. She could feel his sympathy and tried to propagate it as best she could before they regrouped a few minutes later.
"So, what's it gunna be?" she asked haughtily as they returned. She had finished her smoke and put it out, tossing the butt in her case, before turning back to them.
She knew from the feelings she was getting from Sasuke that if things went his way, she wouldn't be inclined or much able to speak very well for very much longer. Even when he was using his chakra to help stabilize her, she could tell that he wanted to take charge of the encounter. It had sort of been the latest stage of their training together. First, they started mostly with her leading him as well as one other person but Sasuke's demeanor only allowed that to happen for so long before he decided that he wanted to take the lead. She gave him a look of resignation to affirm that as long as he didn't do anything too outrageous, she would work with him.
Sasuke knew her cooperation was largely for the sake of earning the good-will of the others, a concession designed to make them more sympathetic should she want them to back off for a moment. "How does this sound? I wanna see which one of us can make you cum the most," he proposed haughtily.
Kiba glared defensively at the young man standing before them because even though that would probably be fun for her, Sasuke had a distinct advantage over them because of his experiences with her.
Sasuke sensed the other young man's anxiety and added, "One at a time, count it up and see who got the most. Sound fair?"
Calixta just rolled her eyes and debated whether or not to call him a cheater again or to let that go for the time being.
"Uh, okay," Kiba agreed, after Naruto gave a nod of affirmation. Shikamaru nodded as well a second later.
"Good," Sasuke smirked. "Naruto," he motioned.
"What should we do?" Shikamaru asked as the blonde swallowed hard, only making an advance after a moment of reassuring eye contact with Calixta.
"Help hold'er down. She gets pretty wild sometimes," he snickered.
"But don't get in my way," Naruto haughtily interjected as he started to spread her knees.
They each took an arm while Sasuke remained standing to observe the others.
"Please, don't cheat," she barely said as Naruto ducked between her legs.
He chuckled and gave her a wink. "Only if I think I'm gunna lose," he agreed.
Calixta gave a whine of frustration and reached to lace her fingers in his hair.
"Don't let'er touch'im," Sasuke advised. "We don't want him getting any extra help, do we?"
The young men on either side of her held her wrists fast and that, more than anything, was what caused her instinctive struggle against them. That is, until she started to cum for the blonde eagerly licking her, then she fitfully thrashed every which way, only fighting them because they were set on restraining her.
Exactly three minutes later, Sasuke moved up behind Naruto, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him away. "Time's up," he informed.
Naruto snickered and licked his lips as he was pulled away, "Nineteen, not bad," he mused as he watched Calixta's body arch toward him, obviously disappointed by the sudden withdrawal.
Sasuke nodded in affirmation. "That's what I counted too. Nineteen in three minutes."
"Who's up next?" the blonde asked because he could almost feel a sadness coming from her at being so suddenly ignored.
"I'll go," Sasuke offered but only because he knew if he waited too much longer, it would be difficult to pleasure her and keep count of her orgasms at the same time. He snickered at the way she spread her knees for him as he approached, only pausing for a moment to toss Naruto his watch. "You're not going to beg me not to cheat? Or are you over that now?" he asked before kissing his way up her inner thigh.
Calixta was so reactive to them by that point that she couldn't help her momentary flash of anger that his taunt provoked in her. She gave a great growl of frustration and tried to jerk her hands away from the two still on either side of her. She had some success, but only because she caught them by surprise.
"She's just gunna slap me," he shrugged, pushing her legs as far apart as they would go as he worked toward her wetness.
Both Kiba and Shikamaru held on even tighter when they were informed of her aggressive tendency. That is, until Shikamaru realized how much she might enjoy striking the young man between her legs. So, he let go for a moment to see if she would really do it.
Without thinking, she reeled back with an open hand and started toward Sasuke but she caught herself about three centimeters from his cheek, stopping suddenly and revealing her anxiety through the way her fingers started to tremble as they carefully formed a defiant fist. For a moment, she remembered herself and laced her fingers in his hair, "You're wasting time," she chided, pulling his mouth closer to her heat.
Disappointed, Shikamaru unlaced her fingers from Sasuke's hair and once again secured her wrist. However, once she was denied that freedom, she raised her legs, hitching her heals behind his neck to guide him that way, if only so that he wouldn't continue to speak.
Her guidance didn't last long because as soon as Sasuke got serious, she was lost in the crashing waves of pleasure that his experienced tongue was providing her. When Naruto called, "Time," Calixta, much to even her own surprise, pulled up her heals and pushed Sasuke away by the shoulders with enough force to knock him back onto his butt. "Twenty-two."
Sasuke didn't falter, he simply nodded and fixed his gaze on one of the others, "Kiba," he motioned.
Naruto took up his partner's place of securing her arm while Kiba crawled around. It only slightly bothered him that he would, at least at first, be tasting almost as much of Sasuke as he would of Calixta. But, he didn't let it bother him because her scent was already filling his nostrils.
Unlike the two the came before him, Kiba wasn't afraid to use his teeth, not hesitating to suck and nibble on every part of her, now rather swollen, sex. The others watched as her toes curled and her legs collapsed around his head when he started to brush his teeth over the hood of her clitoris.
As Shikamaru held her arm, one hand on her wrist, the other on her elbow, he couldn't help noticing that while they approached her with the same kind of attention, her responses to each of them were different. While Naruto was tonguing her, she was rambunctious, planting her feet on the ground for what little leverage that would provide in order to push back against him, even strain awkwardly toward him. Then, on Sasuke's turn, she suddenly became defiant, even almost defensive. He almost couldn't believe the way she pushed him away from her or how it felt like, at least at first, she was trying not to cum for him. Once again, when she was with Kiba, she was the most vocal. Her cries ranged from barely audible gasps and sighs to outrageous squeals and howls. He also found her the most difficult to hold onto when Kiba was between her legs, which explained why the young man had chosen to pin her to the ground earlier.
She was holding Kiba so tightly between her thighs that he couldn't hear anything but her cries for more. So, when Sasuke said, "Time's up," he didn't hear him. Only the great squeal she gave when Sasuke and Naruto started to pry her knees apart did he realize how long he'd been working on her.
"H-How…How many?" he gasped as he slowly withdrew.
"Twenty six," Sasuke answered surely.
Kiba smirked and went for the washcloth to clean off his face. There was a moment when he almost when back to her because when he finally pulled away, she started begging for more of him. Because of her begging, Shikamaru didn't waste any time in taking his comrade's place. He was a little disappointed that he shouldn't use the technique she taught him with his fingers but she didn't seem to care. He didn't hesitate to spread her legs the rest of the way open and immediately shove his tongue inside as far as it would go. It didn't seem like very much to him but when she came a moment later, he reconsidered.
Shikamaru knew, as soon as he heard what Kiba had accomplished, that he had to make her cum at least twenty-four times in the three minutes allotted to him. That meant eight orgasms per minute, one about ever seven to eight seconds, and he was off to a good start considering it took less than five to reach her first peak for him.
With her one arm now free, Calixta braced herself against the floor, an action that did very little other than make her feel a little more stable. "Ah, damn it!" she hissed. "You fat head, quit crunching numbers!" she demanded of the one between her legs.
Shikamaru just smirked. His figuring was done but he knew she liked his calculating nature and continued to analyze her every response, looking for the things that would cause the most intense reactions. Then, when his time was up, he withdrew willingly, albeit with marked effort.
"No, please, don't stop! More, please!" Calixta kicked and grabbed at those within her reach.
"Settle down," Sasuke authoritatively ordered evenly, pushing her back to the ground with a single, decisive motion.
"Don't tell me what to do!" she pushed him away and then scooted back a little from the four young men now gawking at her for a different reason. She hadn't exactly looked sane while they were pleasuring her but she certainly looked a lot less anxious.
Sasuke scoffed and tossed her another cigarette from her purse. To their surprise, she actually caught it without breaking it. "That was twenty-five for you, Shikamaru."
"That means we win," his teammate affirmed.
"Only by two," Kiba grumbled.
"Hardly a victory," Calixta scoffed quietly as she puffed on her cigarette.
"Still a victory," Shikamaru insisted.
"It's too close," she dismissed, rolling her eyes.
Sasuke genuinely frowned. "She's right," he grumbled.
The other three young ninja give him varying looks of incredulity.
"You just wanna tease her some more," Naruto accused.
"She wants more," Sasuke shrugged and then turned to her, "Don't you?"
Calixta sneered at Sasuke, blowing great tuffs of smoke out her nose, but otherwise didn't respond, figuring that her begging for more moments before more than answered that question.
"One more round," he insisted. "We'll go first," he offered, tossing his watch back to Naruto and motioning to Shikamaru. "Give us ten minutes."
The taller teen faltered at being put on the spot. He had gotten the impression that they weren't finished but he wasn't expecting to have to act again so soon.
Once Shikamaru was within arm's reach of Sasuke, he tore his towel away. Then, as he tried to recover from the shock, Sasuke shoved him toward Calixta. He followed, snatching away the remainder of Calixta's cigarette and tossing it over his shoulder.
Seeing that his partner was still hesitant, Sasuke gave him a reassuring look, "You screw her and I'll take care of the rest."
Shikamaru nodded and moved between her legs. Just as he was about to penetrate her, Sasuke moved in closer to her and started to weave a sign.
"Cheater!" she yelled but it was already too late. He was already reappearing as a naked female. Her reaction was especially visceral and he reached for one of the discarded towels to clean up the blood on her face as he moved to straddle her waist.
Once her face was clean, Sasuke took her hands in his and raised his hips, sticking his butt in Shikamaru's face. "Lick me," he suggested evenly.
"Sasu-" Shikamaru stuttered. "But I'm-"
"It doesn't have to be very good, just do it," he insisted and then gasped when he felt his comrade's tongue on his heat.
As Naruto and Kiba watched the bizarre spectacle, they saw that when Calixta's eyes would roll back, her grip on Sasuke's hands increased. Before long, she was digging her fingernails into the backs of his hands so hard that he was starting to bleed, not that he seemed to care.
The only reason Calixta was as compliant to Sasuke, with as demanding as he was being, was because once he was in female form, he was actually revealing quite a bit of himself in the process. He revealed how sensitive he was to oral stimulation in his temporary form and as they continued, he allowed himself to let go of more and more of his inhibitions because he knew that would be one of the only ways his pleasure would be able to influence her to its fullest.
Shikamaru couldn't believe what he was doing and realized that much of the reason he was so agreeable to Sasuke's leadership was because he had changed genders, not that it mattered much now. He gave an honest effort to keep track of her climaxes but by the time Naruto called, "Time," he had lost track and was mildly disappointed that he hadn't cum because he had so thoroughly distracted himself.
"How many was that?" Kiba asked anxiously as the other pair dismounted, leaving Calixta lying prone on the floor.
"I lost track," Shikamaru admitted and looked to Sasuke, who turned to look at Naruto.
"I couldn't count either," the blonde admitted.
"Neither could I," Sasuke confessed.
Calixta just laughed at them. "What good's the game when you can't even keep score?"
"Okay…" Sasuke eyed her carefully before changing back into his normal body. "After they're finished, you tell us who was better," he ordered.
She gave an agreeable shrug. "Sounds fair to me."
"Good," Sasuke nodded.
Calixta snickered and then crawled over to Naruto. She snatched the watch out of his hand and threw it at Sasuke. Then, she pinned the blonde to the ground. "Sexy-jutu, now!" she ordered forcefully.
Naruto faltered until she brought his hands together to encourage him. Once he started the transformation process, she looked back over her shoulder at Kiba.
"Fuck me again, please," she pleaded in a raspy voice. Moments later, Kiba was on top of her. By the time she turned back to Naurto, he was female. She didn't hesitate to kiss him, her hands wandering all over his body as the young man behind her entered her.
There was so much emotion behind the kiss he received that Naruto felt the beginnings of tears starting to well up in his eyes. Luckily, they were quickly blinked away when she started groping between his legs. Both Sasuke and Shikamaru blushed deeply when it was Naruto who broke their kiss with a heated gasp, his soft voice hitching as she fingered him in time with the thrusts from the young man behind her.
Because she knew that the end was near, Calixta was able to use up the last of her energy without worry and it gave her a certain clarity that she had lacked through much of their encounter. Because of this, she was able to accurately measure their time and get Kiba to cum inside her about thirty seconds before their time was up. They collapsed in a panting pile and didn't hear the mutual grumble from the pair of observers.
When they started to regain their breath and sense, Sasuke spoke. "So? Who gave you the most pleasure?"
Calixta gave a silly little smile. "Well…I dunno…You all did so very well…I hate to chose," she giggled as Kiba climbed off of her.
"After all that, you have to chose," Shikamaru insisted.
She quirked an odd look, "What were you playing for anyway?" she suddenly asked, then diverted her attention, as well as theirs, with the fact that her hands still hadn't stopped molesting the blonde beneath her.
"We didn't say," Sasuke dismissed, obviously annoyed that Naruto hadn't changed back yet.
"Isn't it enough to win?" Shikamaru proposed. "Sometimes, victory is its own reward."
"Pft," she scoffed as she slid down the blonde's body until her face with even with their comrade's perky breasts.
As Sasuke watched her, he began to wonder if they hadn't done more harm than good. There almost seemed to be a disconnect within her. On the one hand she was speaking and thinking very clearly and even rationally. On the other, she kept molesting his teammate who seemed helpless to stop her. It was like her mind and her body were acting separately.
"I think the winners should get something for their trouble…" she pouted. "Or, if it suits you better, the losers could be dealt a punishment for failure." Then, before anyone could respond, she started squeezing Naruto's breasts, a greedy grin on her face, "Doesn't he have just the cutest titties?" she giggled, "And the most tempting little nipples?"
Sasuke looked for a moment at Kiba and Shikamaru, who, he quickly learned, were almost completely absorbed by the spectacle before them. Though, Kiba seemed more content to simply sit back and observe than Shikamaru, who had not cum a second time and was still almost painfully hard.
He rolled his eyes in disgust, "Naruto, change back!" he ordered and watched as Calixta smirking lips started to tease the blonde's pert little nipple.
"Huh?" Naruto started at the sound of his own name spoken so harshly. "What?" he blinked with surprise and looked around to see the different looks they were receiving. Kiba appeared amused and pleased, Shikamaru was obviously chomping at the bit to finish what he started, and Sasuke was incredibly impatient.
"You know that form makes her kinda brain dead. Change back so we can settle this," Sasuke snapped.
"Oh…okay…" he agreed quietly and found that it actually took a few extra moments of concentration to change back to his normal body, no doubt because of Calixta's desire for him to stay as he was. He felt his heart sink a little at the small whine of disappointment she gave when he changed beneath her.
Calixta shot a careful but still almost dangerous look at Sasuke. "Decide what you're playing for and I'll tell you who won," she bargained as she slid off Naruto's body.
Neither Kiba nor Shikamaru quite understood what Calixta meant when she insisted that using the sexy-no-jutsu was cheating. At first, they thought it simply embarrassed her to have one of her major turn-ons so completely and suddenly exposed but as they continued, it quickly became apparent that she wasn't always exactly self-conscious about what gave her pleasure. It was only after watching her fondle and then abandon Naruto that they realized that that particular way of weaving chakra was something she had a significant weakness against.
"How 'bout this?" Kiba suddenly interjected, as he was the least aggravated out of the four young men. "Winners walk you home, losers clean up here."
"Fine," Sasuke curtly agreed and the other two nodded after that.
"Well, I hope you don't find that we made too much of a mess here this evening," she chided, keeping her gaze fixed on the dark-haired teen that insisted on provoking her until another thought occurred to her. Then, she turned her gaze to Shikamaru. "I would also appreciate it if you'd clean up that Go set we left in the game room. It would be rude to just let it sit out like that all night."
"Does that mean we won?" Kiba quietly asked Naruto.
The blonde smiled widely. "I think it does."
Sasuke wasn't the least bit surprised but Shikamaru was obviously irritated by her decision.
Without another word, Calixta got a towel, finished cleaning up and got dressed. Once she was ready, she motioned to Kiba and Naruto to follow but before she actually left, she went up to Sasuke and gave him a gentle little kiss on the cheek. "Thank you," she whispered into his ear so quietly that he barely heard her. Then she went over to Shikamaru. "Perhaps you'll have to schedule a rematch if you're that disappointed," she playfully suggested.
The strategic young man just shook his head in exasperation. "Good night," he said, turning away from her to pick up the few things left in the shower.
Sasuke watched them leave, mostly to get a last feeling for how Calixta was doing. She was pleased, if possibly a little overloaded.
"We shouldn't have let her pick," Shikamaru griped, finally redressing himself.
"We really had no other way to decide," Sasuke dismissed.
"We could've come up with something better than that," he grumbled. "She didn't want us to win so it really wasn't worth the effort. I knew we should've just quit while we were ahead."
Sasuke laughed a little.
"I don't see what's so funny," Shikamaru threw the dirty towels down the laundry shoot.
"Of course she picked them. She was getting back at me for barging in on you and I think she was still a little peeved that you won't give her your full attention for even a moment," Sasuke reasoned. "Oh, and Naruto's sexy-no-jutsu tends to make her a little more retarded than mine for some reason."
Shikamaru found himself shaking his head in exasperation again. "Then why even play if you knew we were gunna lose?"
Sasuke smirked and took in his comrade's expression for a moment before answering. "Do you really feel like you lost?"
He was speechless for a long moment after that so Sasuke continued.
"Or are you really so competitive that you let something dumb like winning get in the way of a really good match?"
"Fine…" Shikamaru finally agreed, realizing that at least as far as Calixta was concerned, it was probably enough that the game was good one and that winning might be more of a matter of luck than anything else. "Was she serious when she proposed a rematch?" he suddenly asked.
Sasuke smirked knowingly. "If you want her to be a cock tease, that's exactly what she'll do but she was serious…well, as serious as she ever is about anything."
That soothed the young ninja's ego and they finished cleaning things up in comfortable silence before parting ways for the evening.
As soon as Calixta exited the front door of the game center, she breathed a deep sigh of relief, relishing the feeling of the cool, crisp night air on her overheated skin. "Aaaah," she sighed and then stumbled a bit.
"Whoah, hey!" Naruto barely caught her before she fell down the steps. "You okay?"
She giggled a little. "Oh, yes, just a bit lightheaded. That's all. I'm sure you realize that I got much more than I bargained for tonight. That hasn't happened in a while," she mused. "Just lemme sit a minute and I should be fine." Then, she started to call for Satu, who came scampering around the corner with Akamaru in tow.
"I-I hope we didn't-," Kiba tried but she cut him off.
"Please, don't try to apologize or anything silly like that. You know I'm perfectly fine with what just happened," she dismissed.
A minute later, she stood and they led her home. Just in case, Naruto took her arm and let her lean on him because she was exhibiting signs of intoxication. When they reached her door and she opened it, she turned around just before walking inside.
"Ah, thank you both, very much for making such a memorable evening for me," she told them with a blushing bow. Then, she gave each of them a passionate enough kiss to give them a blush to match her own. "Good night."
They replied in kind and turned to leave but she stopped them on the bottom step.
"Oh, uh…you might want to keep on your toes," she mused.
"What do you mean?" Kiba asked, looking up at the night sky.
"Just that I think Shikamaru might be inclined to arrange a rematch," she informed before disappearing inside.
When they heard the click of her double lock, they knew they were safe to speak their minds.
"I didn't know you and Calixta were…" Kiba began but trailed off with a vague hand motion.
"Having sex," he stated even more surely than he expected due to his regular talks with Calixta. "Yeah, sometimes. We spend a lot of time together but we don't usually do stuff like that. I heard that you kinda gave up on her after she and Gaara decided they were official," Naruto pried since he was given the opening.
"Uh…I just thought it would be best to cool it, that's all," he shrugged. This had actually been one of the first time's he'd approached her in quite some time but she seemed willing to give him his space and didn't say anything about it. "Sasuke seemed pretty comfortable taking charge there," he mused.
"Yeah…but that's just 'cause it makes him really uncomfortable to let someone else take the lead," Naruto reasoned. "It's usually easier just to let'im do what he wants…for the most part. But it doesn't hurt to keep'im on his toes," he giggled.
Kiba was surprised to find himself still laughing with his friend when they parted ways a few minutes later.