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Genius at Making Love	By : KohakuShadow Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3986 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Genius at Making
Love

A/N: This story is vastly PWP based on a silly, offhand comment
between me and a good buddy of mine who shall go unnamed. While
there are probably teeny little slivers of plot here and there, from
beginning to end, we're basically going on unrepentant smut. If boy
on boy action is not your cup of tea, I suggest you don't continue.
If boy on girl action is not your cup of tea, the chapters will be
labeled. You can skip over them if you so desire; I will be listing
the pairing for each chapter in the chapter title. This Story
is Shika-centric. In the infamous words of Margaret Cho (and
I'm paraphrasing very loosely as I haven't watched this particular
stand-up routine in ages): “Does this make me bi? And then I
figured it out: I'm just slutty.” In my little Naruto
Fan-World all the characters are slutty. That said, this story is
predominantly YAOI. Remember, reading
this fic is optional. If you choose to ignore the warnings and don't
like what you've read, don't flame me for it. I told you.

Warnings:

Everything: Sluttiness, Yaoi. Het. Group Sex. Anal. Oral. Toys.
Possible light bsdm. ...other? Basically, I'm not sure yet, but from
where I sit writing this now, anything goes. I have MANY chapters
planned and need to throw in a good mix to keep it from getting
boring.

The
Obligatory Disclaimers

It is to be understood that:

A. I do not own Naruto or any of its characters and am making no
money off of this. I do not own them in this chapter, I will not own
them in chapter two, and I will not own them in chapter one million.
I am saying it once here and it applies for every chapter of 'GML'
hereafter.

B. All characters portrayed herein are understood to be 18 years of
age are older and exist in a universe parallel to our own in which
there is no such thing as STDs and hormones everywhere are running
rampant.

Now, let's get on with the damn story!

One:
Shikamaru x Gaara

7 A.M.

As a general rule, Nara Shikamaru hated mornings. Well, not the
mornings, exactly, but the waking up. Today, however, was an
exception. He was comfortably sprawled out on top of tousled
blankets, shards of sunlight coming in through the window and there
was a wonderful, tingling warmth blossoming from his abdomen and
winding out in spirals and fine tendrils to the tips of his fingers
and his curling toes. He'd had erotic dreams in his life –
more than a few, especially about his often absent lover. He knew
this feeling all too well and deep eyes slowly blinked open, arms
stretching languidly above head. He yawned, but after that was wide
awake, propping himself up on his elbows to see what had woken him at
what the lazy nin would normally consider an ungodly hour.

He watched the rosy tongue wander over his turgid flesh, the soft
lips curling around his head and sucking gently, the slow descent.
Pale green eyes lifted with a sultry look once his ten inch cock was
sheathed deep in the young Kazekage's throat. The look alone could
send ripples of pleasure dancing up Shikamaru's spine, but he was
enjoying more than the look alone. Gaara watched him as he bobbed his
head up and down the Nara's generous length. From the feeling of his
member throbbing between those lips, Shikamaru knew his often distant
lover had been working on him a while already. He was lucky he woke
up before he came so he could fully enjoy it.

Aware now that he had Shikamaru's attention, Sabaku no Gaara looked
down again, concentrating more fully on working the brunette into a
frenzy. Shikamaru's cock was, in the sand nin's not so humble
opinion, always delicious, but better still when it still had it's
own taste on it from the previous day's activities. He was heavily
aroused just from the taste of it, and knowing Shikamaru was watching
him attentively now made him rub his own firm cock against the
mattress in desire as he sped up his pace until his Konoha lover
tensed and came deep down his throat. He swallowed the seed eagerly,
sucking out every last drop and licking the now flacid member clean
before releasing it and sitting back on his knees, shameless of his
own firm member, dripping precum just from giving Shikamaru Nara head
first thing in the morning.

Shikamaru panted from his recent orgasm, having fallen back against
the mattress and looked lazily up at the incredibly sexy red head.
“Good morning to you too,” he said with a slow smirk.
“Were you bored while I was sleeping?”

Gaara climbed up on top of his lover and laid against his chest,
sliding sensually up the Nara's body until their groin's were pressed
tightly together between them and licked his lips. “I was
thirsty,” he answered.

Shikamaru smirked again, exchanging a rather heated kiss with Gaara,
tongues clashing as he enjoyed the taste of his own seed in Gaara's
mouth. Gaara was hardly ever able to visit Konoha these days. He
was Kazekage now and there were very few excuses, but as there was
another Chunin Exam coming around soon, he'd made it to Konoha in
record time so he had two extra days, the first of which he'd
successfully spent naked in bed with Shikamaru Nara. Seeing each
other so infrequently, when they were actually able to they spent
every available moment making love. Some might interpret it as a
shallow relationship: it wasn't. They knew each other well enough
that long conversations just weren't necessary, they could
communicate volumes to one another in a glance, and anything that
couldn't be communicated this way could be easily discussed while
making love.

“That so?” Shikamaru answered, retaining his lazy smirk.
“Well, I could use something to eat. Any suggestions?”

Gaara shuddered a bit in anticipation, already knowing exactly what
the Nara had in mind and climbing off of him, turning around, and
positioning his knees to either side of the Nara's head, spreading
his legs wide and sinking down until he hovered just over Shikamaru's
face, felt his hot breath against his tense balls. He used his
slender hands to spread open his cheeks, to fingers pulling open his
pucker. “Does this look appetizing?” he asked huskily.

“Very,” the Nara answered, licking his lips. “But
don't taunt me with it. Bring it a little closer.”

Gaara shuddered, feeling that hot breath puffing into his slightly
stretched hole. The view didn't hurt either. Shikamaru's cock was
already getting hard again. He loved how easily the brunette was
aroused and spread his creamy thighs until he could feel the Nara's
lips against his fingers. He removed his digits, but continued to
hold his cheeks wide for Shikamaru, who lazily rimmed the pucker with
his tongue a few times before letting it just barely slip inside to
get a taste. The Nara's groin stirred farther. Gaara's ass was
wonderful, especially when he could still taste his cum inside of it.
It was subtle: he had last plundered that tight hole hours ago, but
it was definitely still there. He slipped his tongue out and nibbled
the ring, slipping two fingers of each hand inside to stretch it
open. Gaara moaned in delight. Shikamaru's tongue dipped slightly
and wandered again, moistening the pucker before taking the rim
between his teeth and sucking, leaving a rather considerable hickey
on the flesh. Gaara panted in desire as Shikamaru continued to
nibble on the ring.

“Mm...delicious,” Shikamaru murmured breathily against
the ring before removing one set of fingers and slipping his tongue
inside at last. The now free hand went straight to cupping Gaara's
balls and massaging the heated flesh. Gaara, overcome by pleasure,
was forced to lean forward a bit, holding his weight up on his hands
as his balls were fondled and his ass was simultaneously finger and
tongue fucked. It was wonderful, but not enough—his lover was
teasing him, deliberately avoiding his prostate.

Seeing the bunched blankets near Shikamaru's hips though, the
kazekage got an idea and shoved them under the Nara's hips, bunching
them further until his lover's hips were raised up in the air. He
tilted the large, turgid cock towards his mouth again and started
sucking Shikamaru off again as he was anally pleasured by the dark
haired male's talented mouth.

Shikamaru moaned into Gaara's very hospitable asshole and in
appreciation stopped teasing him a bit and jabbed his fingers into
the redhead's prostate, rubbing it roughly. Gaara deep throated
Shikamaru's ten inches and moaned deeply in pleasure, causing the
cock to vibrate and sucking hard, determined now to make Shikamaru
come quickly because he knew he wouldn't last long this round.

Shikamaru responded by moving from Gaara's balls to his shaft and
stroking him firmly. It wasn't long at all before Gaara cried out
and splattered cum all over Shikamaru's chest and stomach. His anus
clamped down around the tongue and digits penetrating him and after a
moment of breathlessness he went back to sucking Shikamaru with a
vengeance. The Nara removed his mouth and fingers and pulled the
blankets out from under his hips, lowering them and using his hands
to guide Gaara down with them as he left another hickey between
Gaara's balls. Gaara shuddered helplessly, settling at the new height
and moaning, helpless with bliss, as Shikamaru slowly began thrusting
his hips. He fisted the sheets, as Shikamaru held his head steady and
kept his throat loose as the strokes of Shikmaru's hips became faster
and harder. He loved it when Shikamaru got so riled up he got
impatient and face fucked him. Soon enough, the Nara slipped back,
bringing a hand to his cock and jerking it off, holding Gaara back by
the hair so he couldn't reach the turgid length and splattering more
hot white cum all over the Kazekage's face.

Spent again, Gaara rolled over to lay against the mattress. Neither
said a word for a long few moments until Shikamaru, with a grunt,
managed to sit up and look down at his beautiful and distant lover
with another lazy smirk, leaning down to lick a splatter of cum off
the corner of Gaara's mouth. “You look so hot when your face
is covered in cum.”

Gaara sat up and leaned forward, licking some of his own seed off of
one of Shikamaru's nipples in return, lifting his head rather than
swallowing it and slipping his tongue between the Nara's lips.
Shikamaru returned the kiss eagerly. “You look hot covered in
cum too,” Gaara said, “but I think we should take a
shower and go get some breakfast.”

Shikamaru responded by licking a long line across Gaara's collarbone
and up his throat, swallowing another mouthful of his own cum before
purposely leaving another hickey high enough up on Gaara's throat
that his collar wouldn't cover it before tugging the redhead to his
feet and pulling him along to the bathroom. Gaara's bed was a
disaster; the maids would have their work cut out for them, but he
could hardly bring himself to care as he slipped under the hot water
with his lover, already feeling Gaara's soapy hands exploring him
thoroughly, pinching and twisting his nipples, sliding down over his
hips, and as they kissed again, stroking him back into his third
erection of the morning.

“Turn around,” he told Gaara huskily. “I'll wash
your back.”

“Sounds good,” Gaara said, letting the water wash the cum
from his face before turning around and arching his back, hands
against the shower wall. “Make sure to give me a nice, deep
cleaning. I'm very
dirty.”

Shikamaru didn't have to be asked
twice. He caressed Gaara's back and hips before sliding three fingers
into his hole, jabbing at the prostate immediately. Gaara moaned.
“Deeper,” he rasped. Twenty minutes and another orgasm
later, the two dressed, exchanged one more lingering kiss, and headed
out to a nearby cafe before they could decide to order in. As they
walked down the street, Shikamaru decided on small talk, relatively
safe conversation. “How's Matsuri doing?” he asked.

“She's well,” Gaara
answered, thinking of the lover he had back home. “She's
become a little more outspoken,” he said. “And her
breasts have gotten a little bigger. I like the size they are now.
They're nice, but I hope they don't get too much bigger. I think I
prefer women with relatively small ones, not like the Hokage. I'd
suffocate.”

Shikamaru laughed. Gaara was never
going to lose that blunt nature, but he found it endearing.

“Have you found a lover here
in Konoha yet?” Gaara continued.

Shikamaru sighed a little. This
conversation never went anywhere. He understood why Gaara wished he
would find a lover in his own village; the Kazekage worried about him
being lonely when he wasn't around, but dating was too troublesome.
“Not really,” he answered. “I'm fine with the way
things are.”

“You're just too lazy to
look,” Gaara retorted. “I think you should have one
though. I mean, you must masturbate constantly when I'm not here.
That's lonely.”

So it was back to sex again, well
Shikamaru didn't expect anything different really. “It's not
that bad,” he answered. “I'm too busy most of the time.
You have more time on your hands than most people because you hardly
sleep. I can understand you needing Matsuri around to keep you
company, but I'm not really into shopping for lovers.”

“Just think about it a little
more, okay?” Gaara tried. “I don't like thinking about
you being lonely when I'm not here.”

Shikamaru relented. “I'll
think about it,” he said. “But no promises.”

Gaara nodded. It was more than he'd
gotten out of Shikamaru so far.

The Nara changed the subject to
something more tame when they entered the cafe. “What do you
want to eat?” he asked.

“What was that thing I had
last time, with the fruit inside?” he asked, trying to find the
name. They didn't have anything like it in Sunagakure.

“Crepes?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Gaara said,
“those. They were good.”

“Hey! Where have you guys
been? I haven't seen you since lunch yesterday!” Kiba waved
them over from where he was sitting with his own lover, Kankuro.

They headed over to be sociable, and
when out of shouting distance Kankuro said evenly, “They
haven't seen each other in almost six months. They probably took the
first opportunity they could find to go have sex just like we did.”

“Yeah, and after that?”
Kiba said. “It doesn't take 24 hours to have sex.”

Gaara, bless him and his blunt ways,
answered, “It does if you do it eleven times.”

Shikamaru blinked. “You
counted?” he asked.

Gaara looked up at him innocently
and answered, “only the times you penetrated.”

Kiba stood up in shock, sputtering.
Eleven times? In a row? It wasn't possible! He pointed at Shikamaru
and said, “You're not human! And we're going to tell everyone I
know!”

“We?” Kankuro asked, but
then shrugged as Kiba grabbed his wrist and pulled him along. Well,
whatever. It would be funny to see the expressions on people's faces
when Kiba randomly blurted that out after 'hello'.

Shikamaru shook his head as he and
Gaara sat down to eat, sighing a little. “What a troublesome
guy...”

Shikamaru, you have no idea.
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