I didn't realize until last week, but apparently August 2024 is Shikatema month. Since in my opinion it's the best written canon couple in Naruto; I'm more than happy to contribute.
I specifically envisioned this chapter to take place in the Boruto timeline.
Shikamaru sat at the low table in his family's home, focused intently on the shogi board before him as he pondered his next move. Temari entered the room carrying a basket of laundry. "Hey Shika, mind giving me a hand folding this?" she asked.
"Mendokuse," Shikamaru muttered, not looking up from the game. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of a match?" Temari huffed in annoyance and dumped the basket on the floor. "Well excuse me for thinking my husband might want to spend time with his WIFE instead of playing with wooden pieces all night."
Shikamaru sighed. "Alright alright, I'm coming." He made his move and slid the board to the side, pushing himself up and grabbing a shirt from the pile. As he began folding, Temari came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her breasts against his back.
"You know Shikadai isn't home, there are more fun things we could be doing than laundry," she purred in his ear, nipping at the lobe. Shikamaru froze, feeling his body responding against his will. "Temari...not now, I told you I'm in a crucial stage of the game."
Temari wasn't taking no for an answer. She ran her hands down his chest and stomach, fingers dancing along the waistband of his pants before slipping inside. Shikamaru sucked in a breath as she grasped his growing stiffness. "Temari...stop, this is too troublesome..." he breathed, even as his hips bucked into her touch.
Temari chuckled. "You say that, but your body tells a different story." She turned him to face her, crushing their mouths together in a hungry kiss. Shikamaru was powerless to resist as his wife dominated the makeout session, rubbing herself against his erection. He let out a low groan. "Woman...you're impossible. Fine, you win, I give up."
"Smart choice," Temari grinned, taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom. Clothes started flying as their passion took over, forgetting all about shogi and laundry for the night. Temari crushed her lips to Shikamaru's, slipping her tongue past his teeth to tangle with his own. She gripped his hair tightly, angling his head to deepen the kiss. Shikamaru struggled half-heartedly, but she could feel his erection pulsing against her stomach through their clothes. Breaking the kiss, Temari shoved him backward till his legs hit the edge of the sofa.
"Down," she commanded, and he sank onto the cushions with a grunt. Temari crawled onto his lap, straddling his thighs and grinding herself against his hardness. Shikamaru groaned and gripped her hips, trying to set the pace, but she slapped his hands away. "Ah ah, I'm in control tonight." Leaning down, she sucked and nibbled on his earlobe.
"You've been ignoring me far too long, cloud-watcher. Now you're gonna make it up to me." Temari rolled her hips, rubbing her warmth against his rigid length. Shikamaru threw his head back with a throaty moan. "Gods, woman..." Temari chuckled. "You love it, don't even try to deny it." She pinched his nipples through his shirt, making him writhe beneath her.
Temari rolled her hips slowly, savouring the feeling of Shikamaru's rigid length pressing against her throbbing warmth through their clothing. She watched his expression intently, enjoying the way his dark eyes squeezed shut and throat worked as he emitted a guttural moan.
"Tell me who's in control," Temari demanded, increasing the pace of her grinding. Shikamaru was losing himself in a haze of pleasure and need. "Y-You are," he stuttered through clenched teeth. She twisted his nipples sharply in response. "Louder!"
"Ahh, fuck - you are!" Shikamaru shouted, no longer caring who might overhear. Temari smirked, satisfied, and ground down hard on his cock. She could feel how rock solid he was even through the layers of fabric separating them. Leaning down, she took his earlobe between her teeth, nibbling lightly.
"That's right, and you're going to do everything I say tonight. Understand?" Shikamaru nodded frantically, panting. "Y-Yes, anything..." Temari nipped his neck in approval. "Good boy. Now let's get these clothes off so I can have my way with you..."
Temari sat back on Shikamaru's thighs, gazing down at his desperate, wanton expression with satisfaction. She could feel his erection straining against its confinement, eager for release. Slowly, teasingly, she began unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her ample cleavage encased in a sheer black bra.
Shikamaru groaned at the erotic sight, hands itching to touch but remaining obediently at his sides. Temari shrugged off the blouse and leaned forward just close enough for the peaks of her breasts to graze his chest through her bra. "Do you like what you see?" she purred.
"Y-Yes," Shikamaru gasped, hips twitching helplessly. Temari gave him a wicked grin. "Good. Now it's your turn." She made quick work of his shirt buttons, pushing the fabric off his shoulders to reveal smooth, muscled flesh. Leaning down, she drew one of his hardened nipples into her mouth, sucking lightly.
Shikamaru cried out, back arching off the couch. Temari suckled him mercilessly until the nub was pebbled and glistening. "So sensitive," she taunted. Her fingers made quick work of his pants next, freeing his rigid cock to spring up against his stomach, flushed and weeping precum.
Temari rolled Shikamaru's pebbled nipple between her thumb and forefinger, eliciting another cry from his lips. She grinned, enjoying how putty she could turn this usually stoic man into with just her touch. Her other hand drifted down his heaving abdomen to wrap firmly around his leaking erection.
Shikamaru gasped at the contact, hips bucking helplessly into her fist. "Please..." he begged, though he wasn't sure himself what he was pleading for. Mercy? More? Temari chuckled darkly, giving his length a few slow pumps that had him seeing stars.
"Look at you, already such a mess and we've barely got started." She swiped her thumb through the bead of precum welling from his flushed tip, spreading it down his shaft to ease her strokes. Shikamaru panted open-mouthed, lost in a haze of lust.
Temari watched his expression intently, enjoying total control over his pleasure. She sped up her fist, tightening her grip just enough to have him trembling on the edge. "You gonna come for me already, love?" Shikamaru shook his head frantically even as his balls drew up tight.
"N-No, please...I need..." he gasped out incoherently. Temari smirked. "Need what? Use your words like a good boy." Shikamaru swallowed thickly. "I need...you." Temari rewarded him with a few more pumps. "Good answer."
Temari gave Shikamaru's leaking cock one last firm stroke, bringing him right to the brink before releasing him with a wicked chuckle. He let out a long, needy whine as his orgasm was denied yet again. Temari stood and held out her hand imperiously.
She shoved Shikamaru backwards onto the mattress, crawling over him like a predator with its prey. "Look at you, such a mess for me already," she purred, taking his cock in hand once more. Shikamaru bucked helplessly into her fist, breaths coming in sharp pants.
"Please, I can't take any more teasing, I need to come," he begged. Temari leaned down to nip along his jawline. "And come you will. But not before you eat my pussy till I'm screaming." She guided his head between her thighs, rubbing her dripping slit along his lips.
"Get to work," she ordered. Shikamaru eagerly delved his tongue into her folds, lapping at her juices. Temari threw her head back with a moan, grinding herself against his face. "Just like that, don't stop until I'm satisfied..."
Shikamaru dove into his task with enthusiasm, lapping greedily at Temari's dripping slit. He swirled his tongue around her engorged clit, sucking it between his lips. Temari cried out, fingers twisting in his hair to hold his face tighter against her core.
"Fuck, just like that you lazy ass," she panted. Shikamaru hummed in response, sending vibrations through her sensitive flesh that had her legs trembling. He slid two fingers inside her tight heat, pumping slowly in time with his tongue flicks. Temari was grinding herself wantonly against his face now, small noises of pleasure falling from her lips unbidden.
Shikamaru flicked his tongue furiously against Temari's engorged clit, sucking it into his mouth and grazing it with his teeth just how he knew she liked. Temari was writhing wildly above him now, small cries and curses falling from her lips with each pass of his tongue.
"F-Fuck, don't stop, I'm so close!" she shouted. Shikamaru hummed encouragingly against her sensitive flesh, sending delicious vibrations through her cunt. Temari threw her head back with a scream as waves of pleasure crashed over her, grinding her dripping slit against Shikamaru's mouth.
He lapped greedily at her flowing juices, determined to wring every last drop of her orgasm from her quivering body. Only when she collapsed boneless above him, did he come up for air, lips and chin glistening slickly. Temari gazed down at him through a lust-drunk haze.
As Temari gazed down at Shikamaru through heavy-lidded eyes, she could see how wrecked with lust and need he had become from pleasuring her. His lips and chin shone with her essence, chest heaving as he panted for air. She smiled predatory, feeling a surge of power at having reduced this usually stoic man to such a state.
Reaching down, she grasped his leaking erection firmly, eliciting a breathy moan. "Look at the mess you've made," she teased. "Did pleasuring me turn you on that much, you dirty boy?" Shikamaru could only nod weakly, hips bucking helplessly into her fist.
Temari gripped Shikamaru's leaking cock firmly, giving it several slow strokes that had his eyes rolling back in his head. Her hand came away glistening with her own slick essence. She spread it evenly down his pulsing length, using it to ease her movements.
"You were such a good boy lapping up my pussy so nicely," Temari purred. "I suppose it's only fair that I take care of this hard cock of yours in return." Without further warning, she lifted her hips and positioned his tip at her dripping entrance.
In one smooth motion, Temari sank down, taking his full thickness in one go. Shikamaru cried out raggedly at the sudden intense pleasure and fullness. Her inner walls gripped him like a vice, still fluttering in the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Temari braced her hands on his chest, beginning to ride him at a punishing pace from the start. "You feel so fucking huge splitting me open," she growled, eyes dark with lust. Shikamaru could only groan helplessly, hips snapping up to meet her downward grinds with primal need.
Temari set an unrelenting pace, bouncing forcefully in Shikamaru's lap as she took full control. The lewd slap of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room, along with her grunts of effort and his breathless moans.
She gazed down at where their bodies were joined, enraptured by the erotic sight of his glistening cock splitting her cunt with each downward thrust. "Fuck, you feel so big stuffing my greedy little pussy," Temari growled through clenched teeth.
Shikamaru could only respond with guttural cries, hands flying to her waist to match her frenzied rhythm. Her tight heat gripped him like a vice with each roll of her hips, dragging another curse from between his lips.
Temari could feel her second orgasm rapidly approaching, the delicious fullness inside her dragging her closer to the edge with each grind of her hips. She aimed to milk Shikamaru's release as well, wanting to utterly overwhelm this usually stoic man.
Bracing her hands on his chest once more, Temari increased her pace, taking his thick cock as deep as possible within her greedy cunt. "Come on you lazy piece of shit, I know you've got more in you," she growled.
Shikamaru could only respond with guttural cries and curses, hips snapping frantically to meet her punishing rhythm. The slap of their flesh was obscene, an erotic testament to Temari's dominance.
She could feel his cock throbbing violently, readying to erupt. "That's right you're mine to use, now come for me!" Temari ordered through clenched teeth.
With a roar, Shikamaru came violently inside her, the added fullness triggering her own screaming orgasm. Temari threw her head back in triumph, relishing the total control and pleasure this man gave her. As Shikamaru's cock pulsed violently inside her, filling her to the brim with his hot release, Temari felt her own orgasm hit like a freight train.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she screamed, grinding herself down hard on his spurting length. Her inner walls gripped him in a vice, milking every last drop from his cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.
Dimly she was aware of Shikamaru roaring and cursing below her, his hands flying to her hips in a desperate attempt to keep her grounded as she rode out her high. When the last tremors subsided, Temari slumped forward onto his heaving chest, utterly spent. As they came down from their intense highs, Temari gazed down at Shikamaru's wrecked expression with satisfaction. His usual cool composure was long gone, replaced by a blissed-out, obedient haze.
She grinned, nipping along his glistening neck. "You're totally mine, lover," Temari purred. To emphasize her point, she ground her still-clenching pussy deliberately against his softening cock, drawing a low groan. Temari lifted herself up so that her tits were directly above Shikamaru's face. His cheeks were still flushed and glistening with sweat from their vigorous fucking. She grinned down at him triumphantly.
"Suck my tits Shika, I know you love them," Temari ordered. Shikamaru instantly latched his lips around one engorged nipple, suckling greedily as instructed.
She tossed her head back with a groan, grinding her still-clenching pussy against his softening cock. The overstimulation had them both trembling. Shikamaru lavished her tit with licks and sucks, hungrily worshipping her breasts in the afterglow of their passionate fucking.
Temari rolled her other nipple between thumb and forefinger, pinching just on the right side of pain. "That's it you dirty boy, show me how much you love my tits," she growled.
Shikamaru sucked vigorously at Temari's tits, lavishing each nipple with attention in an effort to please his dominant lover. The lewd noises of his mouth worshipping her chest only served to heighten her arousal. Yet as she ground herself against his softening cock, Temari frowned, feeling him only remain at half-mast. Gripping a fistful of his hair, she yanked his head back to meet her fierce gaze.
"What's the matter boy, my tits not doing it for you any more?" she hissed. Shikamaru could only groan weakly, still reeling in the aftershocks of his powerful release.
Undeterred, Temari reached between them to grasp his flagging erection. She pumped it roughly, nipping along his jaw. "I expect this fat cock to be ready for round two...now."
When Temari grasped Shikamaru's softening cock, she was displeased to feel him still not fully ready for more. A devilish smile spread across her lips as she had an idea to thoroughly wreck this man.
Without warning, she began kissing her way down his sweat-slicked body. When she reached her intended target, Temari gazed up at him through hooded eyes. "Since you're being so lazy, I'll have to motivate that fat cock myself," she purred.
Wrapping her lips around the head, Temari took him into her voracious mouth. She hallowed her cheeks and sucked hard, tongue swirling teasingly along the underside. Shikamaru cried out, hands flying instinctively to grip her hair.
Temari took Shikamaru deep into her velvet throat, hallowing her cheeks to create the most delicious suction. Her hands rolled and massaged his balls, applying just the right pressure to drive him wild.
She could feel his cock swelling rapidly under her ministrations, but Temari wasn't done wrecking this man yet. Releasing his throbbing member with a wet pop, she kissed her way lower, taking one testicle into her mouth.
Temari greedily sucked and teased Shikamaru's balls with her tongue, delighting in his helpless cries and curses. When she felt him trembling on the brink, she released her mouth's hold with a wet pop. But she wasn't finished with her torment just yet. Wrapping a hand firmly around his throbbing, beet-red cock, Temari flattened her tongue and slowly licked a stripe up from the base. When she reached the sensitive head, she swirled her tongue teasingly around the slit.
Shikamaru threw his head back with a guttural moan, hips bucking fruitlessly as precum leaked from his tip. Temari grinned, giving the same exquisite torture to his frenulum, keeping him right on the cliff's edge. She flicked her tongue teasingly over Shikamaru's throbbing, swollen head as precum leaked freely. He was moaning and writhing helplessly beneath her skilled mouth.
"You're loving being my little fucktoy, aren't you?" Temari purred, grinning up at his wrecked expression.
Shikamaru could only groan, right on the razor's edge but denied release. Temari squeezed his balls in warning. "I said beg for it husband. Tell me how badly you need to come."
"P-Please..." he gasped. "Gods, lemme come...been such a good boy...need it so bad..."
Temari leaned back with a smug, mocking grin, spreading her legs wide in wanton invitation. "Well? I'm waiting Shika," she purred. "Think you can last more than two minutes fucking me properly this time?"
Shikamaru groaned at the erotic sight before him, cock already twitching back to hardness at her dirty words. He crawled between her thick thighs, gripping them to hoist her legs over his shoulders. In one quick snap of his hips, Shikamaru buried himself balls deep in Temari's greedy cunt.
"F-Fuck!" he gasped, clenching his eyes shut blissfully at the velvet heat engulfing him once more.
But Temari just grinned wickedly up at him. "I said fuck me properly. Or are you too tired already?" she goaded.
When Shikamaru hesitated, lost in a daze of pleasure, Temari dug her nails sharply into his ass in reprimand. "I said move it!" she barked.
Jolted into action, Shikamaru began pistoning his hips at an intense pace. Skin slapped loudly as their bodies met again and again. With each punishing snap of his hips, Shikamaru drove himself balls deep inside Temari's greedy cunt. She took his passionate fucking with eager moans and filthy encouragement.
"Fuck yeah, pound that pussy with your fat cock!" Temari demanded, reaching down to rub furiously at her clit. "You love feeling my tight slutty cunt milk your dick, don't you husband?"
Her greedy cunt gripped and milked Shikamaru's throbbing cock with every punishing thrust, greedy for his release. He was putty in her skilled hands, only living to worship this dominant sex goddess. Temari could see the sheen of sweat pouring off his heaving form, the way his teeth were clenched showing how close to the edge he was. But she wasn't done using his body yet.
"Kiss me when you come, Shika," she demanded with a sultry smile. Before he could respond, Temari dragged his mouth down to hers in a dirty, open-mouthed kiss.
As Shikamaru felt his climax rushing upon him, Temari wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, locking their bodies together intimately. With a guttural groan, he spilled his hot seed fiercely into her greedy depths. Temari swallowed his cries of ecstasy with her kiss, greedily pushing her tongue into his mouth, fuelled by pleasure. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her, still spurting his release in waves that left him limp and spent.
Only when he was fully milked did Temari release his bruised lips with a satisfied sigh. "Good boy," she purred, massaging his heaving back gently now. "You truly know how to please your wife."
Shikamaru could only groan weakly in response, spent and wrung out from their passionate fucking. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent deeply as Temari held him close. Her nails drew soothing circles across Shikamaru's sweat-slicked back as Temari pressed soft kisses to his damp hair. She murmured praises of how good he felt inside her and what a perfect cock he had.
As his heartbeat slowed, Shikamaru rolled gently to the side but kept her locked tight in his arms. "You're so damn troublesome, woman," he teased against her lips.
Temari chuckled, dragging her fingers through Shikamaru's hair as she nipped at his full lips. She relished his familiar taste and the way his body responded to her.
Shikamaru kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth urgently. Slowly, his hand trailed down her sweat-slicked side until his fingers dipped between her thighs.
"Fuck, you're still so wet for me," he growled against Temari's lips, finding her cunt dripping and eager once more. She moaned loudly as he began to rub tight, eager circles around her clit.
"Don't stop," Temari pleaded, grasping Shikamaru's wrist and pushing his fingers even deeper into her drenched cunt. She rolled her hips eagerly against his hand, fucking herself on his digits as she chased another orgasm. Shikamaru curled his fingers, stroking that sweet spot within her walls.
Temari cried out at the sensation, her cunt gripping his hand greedily. "Fuck, just like that! Don't you dare stop till I come all over your hand," she demanded between panting moans.
While two fingers expertly worked her g-spot, Shikamaru roughly circled his thumb over her aching clit. He knew exactly the intense pleasure she loved. Temari writhed against his hand as the dual stimulation sent her spiralling over the edge.
"I-I'm gonna come, fuck!" Temari screamed as her cunt clenched down tightly on Shikamaru's fingers.
She gushed her release all over his hand as he worked her through her orgasm relentlessly. Shikamaru drew out every last shudder, curling his fingers hard against her spasming walls.
Only once she collapsed, a quivering mess, did he ease off. "You came so hard for me," Shikamaru praised, licking her essence from his fingers.
Temari lay breathless, gazing at him with hazy eyes. "Come here, you."
He smiled and kissed her, but Temari could feel the affection beneath his usual lazy demeanour. Shikamaru cupped her sweat-slicked cheek and deepened the kiss tenderly. She sighed into his mouth, carding her fingers through his hair. All the passion and fire that fuelled their sex was still there, but in these quiet moments she sensed a deeper bond forming.
"I like being with you like this, you know," Temari said softly when they parted. Shikamaru rested his brow against hers and grazed her swollen lips with gentle strokes of his thumbs.
"Troublesome woman. But you're not so bad yourself," he teased, kissing her again.
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