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  • Undercurrents

    By : Darkprism
    Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male
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    Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Naruto - neither characters or original story lines - and I make no money from these writings.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Chapter 1
    • 2-Chapter 2
    • 3-Chapter 3
    • 4-Chapter 4
    • 5-Chapter 5
    • 6-Chapter 6
    • 7-Chapter 7
    • 8-Chapter 8
    • 9-Chapter 9
    • 10-Chapter 10
    • 11-Chapter 11
    • 12-Chapter 12
    • 13-Chapter 13
    • 14-Chapter 14
    • 15-Chapter 15
    • 16-Chapter 16
    • 17-Chapter 17
    • 18-Chapter 18
    • 19-Chapter 19
    • 20-Chapter 20
    • 21-Chapter 21
    • 22-Chapter 22 - Final
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  • With those words, Shikamaru’s breathing sped up, and he looked down. Neji reached out and wrapped Shika’s arms around his waist. The Nara offered no resistance; just let Neji move him.

    “Hold still,” Neji commanded in low tones. His fingers brushed over Shika’s chin and jaw before his thumb dragged across Shika’s lower lip.

    “Open your mouth a little.”

    Shikamaru obeyed, lips parting and eyes on Neji’s mouth.

    Slowly Neji leaned closer. “Be still,” he said again just before the tip of his tongue lightly teased Shika’s lower lip. Neji enjoyed this little game: his mouth was right there – it’d be so easy for Shikamaru to just kiss him back, to move. But Neji knew Shika was the kind of person who’d sooner starve before disobeying a command.

    Neji licked Shika’s upper lip, just a light brush, before placing tiny kisses across Shika’s lips, the corners of his mouth. The Nara’s eyes closed as Neji suckled his lower lip, teeth nipping. Neji ran cool fingertips over Shika’s face and neck and continued to tease him until the Nara’s lips were kiss-swollen. Shika never so much as swallowed, and Neji rode out the lust that Shika’s abject willingness to obey inspired.

    “Good boy,” Neji purred. He turned abruptly, his grip firm on one of Shika’s wrists. Shikamaru stumbled the first step but then managed to match pace with Neji as they headed toward the gate.

    While they walked Neji didn’t look back, didn’t slow even when he felt Shika nearly trip trying to avoid a patch of mulch. He tightened his grip and his world focus narrowed to getting to the car and the feel of Shika’s skin under his hand.

    Neji made short work of the gate, his fingers lifting the security panel’s lid and flying through the key code. When his feet hit the pavement of the parking lot, his mind was already twenty steps ahead. Being a good dom was much like envisioning a long game of chess: obey the rules, know your opponent well enough to anticipate his moves, plan your sequence accordingly, and know enough strategy to improvise if your partner surprised you.

    At the car Neji spun and yanked Shika against him. Neji kissed the Nara with force and teeth, one hand holding Shika’s head like he wanted and the other still gripping his wrist. When Neji broke away, Shika’s lips glistened and he gasped for breath.

    “I want to get you home…” Neji murmured while he fished the car key out of his pocket. Shika’s gaze was on his chin, lips still wet and parted.

    “Get you naked,” Neji continued. The car unlocked with a soft noise.

    “And on your knees,” Neji finished, his mouth millimeters from Shika’s. Moving fast, he yanked the door open and gracefully spun Shikamaru around and down into the seat. Shika’s face was a study in shock and anticipation.

    Just how I like it, Neji thought. Now to keep him off-balance until further notice.

    Neji yanked open his door and slid into his seat. “Take off your shirt,” Neji demanded without looking at Shika. He keyed the car to life as Shika leaned forward and ripped the shirt over his head. In the quiet of the car, Neji could hear the sound of Shikamaru’s breathing – which was pleasantly quick.

    Without being asked, Shika folded the shirt and put it with Neji’s, which was lying between the two seats. Neji hummed in approval and then swiftly moved to lean over the center console. He planted one hand between Shika’s legs to brace against the leather. Instinctively Shika tried to move away, and Neji swept in and closed his mouth over one nipple.

    Above him, Shika made a soft noise behind closed lips, and Neji sucked and gently bit at tender flesh. He laved a trail from nipple to neck and gently suckled the flesh there, dropping kisses between pulls. Shikamaru started to raise his arm and hesitated.

    “If I don’t want you moving, I’ll tell you,” Neji said. He half-sat and half-lay across the console, the arm not between Shika’s legs was wrapped around the passenger headrest.

    “Same goes for talking,” Neji said. “And noise.” He bit along Shika’s clavicle, dragging teeth and making a pleased sound. “I enjoy noise.”

    “That’s good, s-sir,” Shika said. He only tripped a bit on the “sir” and Neji smiled against Shika’s skin.

    “I’m not very quiet.” He gasped as Neji kissed his way up the front of Shikamara’s throat, forcing his head back.

    “So I’ve noticed,” Neji agreed.

    “And you like that…sir?” Shika whispered, baiting.

    Neji shifted back down and Shika moved with him, arching his back to provide easier access.

    “I love it.” Neji teased a nipple to hardness with his tongue. “Just like I love the idea of you in nipple clamps and a cock ring begging me to let you come.”

    Shika moaned and Neji flew back up to catch his lower lip with his own. “You like that idea, too?” Neji asked.

    “Yeah,” Shika said immediately.

    Neji’s eyes flashed. Then he sank back into his chair, grabbed the back of Shika’s neck, and roughly dragged the Nara with him. Shika caught himself on the console easily enough, and Neji’s hand held him steady.

    “I know you didn’t just say, ‘Yeah’ to me when I asked you a direct question,” Neji snarled.

    “I’m sorry, sir,” Shikamaru said, eyes wide and staring at Neji’s chest.

    Neji grunted. “Let’s try this again – when we get home, I’m going to put clamps on your nipples, a ring around your cock, and then I’m going to do everything in my power to make you beg. Hard. All night if I feel like it.”

    Neji paused to enjoy the effect his matter-of-fact words had on Shika: his support arm on the console trembled and his eyelids fluttered. The little whimper was icing on the cake.

    “Now, is any of that a problem?” Neji asked, tone still business-like.

    “No, sir,” Shika said, shaking his head.

    “Good.” Neji released Shika and sat back in the seat. Shikamaru reached out and tentatively put a hand on Neji’s arm.

    “Very sorry, sir,” Shika whispered. His fingers left little trails of heat on Neji’s arm.

    “Then you should make it up to me,” Neji commented. He knew he sounded casual, but he was anything but.

    “I want to,” Shika said. “Just tell me how. Please.” The fingers stopped moving and squeezed Neji’s arm.

    Neji pretended to consider. “Did you like stroking me in the club?”

    Shika nodded. “Yes, sir.”

    “You liked the feel of your hand around my dick, my body pressed against yours…the thought of me moaning your name when I come?” Neji asked conversationally.

    Shikamaru’s head dropped forward and the hand on his arm tightened.

    “Well?” Neji prompted.

    “Oh…yes, sir.” He swallowed. “I did.”

    “Good. Me, too. So unfasten my pants, pull out my dick, and stroke me.” Neji casually leaned one arm to rest on the car door and stared at Shikamaru expectantly.

    The Nara looked a little shell-shocked for a second or two and then shifted in the seat to gain better balance. He reached out with both hands, and Neji saw the way his fingers shook as they undid the button and fly of Neji’s pants. He didn’t move – didn’t help Shika in any way. Instead, he leaned on the door and seat, posture completely calm and gaze analytical.

    Shika’s hands were beyond gentle while they went about the task of carefully releasing Neji from the restricting fabric. His touch was hesitant yet eager, but Neji didn’t so much as breathe differently when Shika clasped his fingers around him and stroked. Neji was rather proud of that.

    Because inside, Neji wanted to buck into that hand. He wanted to grab Shikamaru and kiss him black and blue, suck the come out of his body until there was nothing left, make Shika yell his name while Neji buried himself so deeply into Shika’s ass that the Nara would feel Neji in the back of his throat.

    Neji fought back a gasp as Shika’s strokes became surer and the mental images assaulted his control.

    Not yet, he thought. Someday, but not tonight. Tonight there will be more of this and me making my pretty Shikamaru beg and squirm.

    Clasping a bit of Shika’s hair between his fingers, Neji made a noise between a sigh and grunt. “That’s a good boy,” Neji said. “I like your hand on me.”

    Shika shuddered and his eyes didn’t blink while he watched the skin of Neji’s cock move in his grip.

    “It almost makes up for you forgetting yourself a moment ago.” Neji turned in the seat and put his foot on the clutch.

    “I could do more, sir,” Shika said with a quick breath.

    “Oh?” Neji asked as if vaguely interested.

    “I could suck you, sir.”

    Neji did not let himself tremble at the words nor at the eagerness behind them.

    “You’ve done nothing to earn that, pet. I’m not really in the habit of dispensing rewards to rude toys.”

    “I’m good at it, sir,” Shika pleaded.

    “Oh?” Neji asked. “You think you’re a good little cocksucker, do you?”

    Neji smiled at the effect the words had on Shika, who shivered and tightened his grip around Neji. In the past, Neji’d been told that his mixture of formal tone and dirty words was…alluring. Neji could speak of cocks and pounding into tight assholes in the same way he could speak of high tea and stock options.

    “I-I don’t know, sir. But I want to be good for you. Please, sir…please let me.” Shikamaru licked his lips and Neji found himself in love with the image of Shika begging to suck him off.

    “Fine, boy.” Neji reached over and grabbed a handful of soft hair. Pulling Shika’s head back to look into his eyes, Neji spoke: “Suck me.” He released Shika’s hair. “But mind the gearshift.”

    Neji dropped the car into reverse and backed out of the space while Shika readjusted in the seat. Neji eased the car toward the road leading down the plateau while he watched Shika maneuver himself around the console and shift. Shika squirmed and managed to get his head in Neji’s lap, and Neji had a second or two to feel hot breath against the skin of his cock before warm, velvet heat closed over the head. Neji braced himself back against the seat while he tried to simultaneously ignore and relish the feel of Shikamaru’s mouth sucking and licking at his cock.

    Fuck…he – was – good at it.

    “You look good like this, boy: your face buried in my lap.” Neji threaded his fingers into Shika’s hair and gently stroked the soft strands. A hot tongue lapped and circled the crown of Neji’s dick, and he ordered the muscles in his legs and lower stomach to relax.

    “Do that again,” Neji directed and ran one hand across Shika’s bare back while the Nara obeyed. Wet muscle circled Neji’s throbbing dick over and over until Neji had to speak or else he would moan.

    “Looks like you are talented with that tongue of yours.” Neji bit off a pant as Shika switched tactics and flicked his tongue over Neji’s slit.

    “I suppose it’s a good thing that I’ve wanted to know what your mouth would feel like around my dick for years now. But it’s probably bad news for you…with some practice I think you could be my perfect little cocksucker. And then you’ll have to do this all the time.”

    Shika made a noise that vibrated up Neji’s shaft.

    “Oh, like that idea, do you? Sucking me off first thing in the morning when you’re barely awake? Being tied up and fed nothing but my come for hours? Me fucking that pretty little face of yours…”

    Shikamaru’s mouth fell away and he whined in pure need. After a split second wait to make sure Shika was merely reacting to the words and not anything more serious, Neji’s hand gripped his hair.

    “Did I tell you to stop, boy?” Neji growled.

    “N-no…sir…” Shika managed.

    “Then get your mouth back. On. My. Cock.”

    Shika panted and then complied.

    “And suck harder,” Neji commanded. “Blow me like you mean it, for Chrissakes.”

    Shika moaned long and deep, and the vibrations made Neji shudder. Shika pulled himself closer and Neji felt the back of the Nara’s throat as Shikamaru took him deeper, swallowing. Shika sucked and licked viciously the entire time, and Neji grit his teeth. He enjoyed testing his control, but Shika was entirely too good at this.

    Neji felt a hand move to close over his balls, and he fought the urge to spread his legs. He loved getting road head, but he wasn’t about to make this easier for Shika. Nor was he about to let Shika make him come.

    But when Shika started to bob his head faster, tongue swirling, lips forming a tight seal, and one hand moving to caress balls and inner thighs, Neji had to bite his cheek to keep an orgasm from being a foregone conclusion. The sensation was intense, and this was his Shika in his lap, sucking him and moaning around his dick. It quickly became too dangerous to continue.

    Neji took a deep breath and tugged at Shika’s hair. “That’s enough,” he said.

    Shikamaru grunted and dragged his lips and tongue slowly up Neji’s shaft, releasing it with a soft, wet sound. Shika didn’t move back. Instead, he rested his head against Neji’s stomach, breathing harsh and rushed. Neji let him stay still for a moment while he turned onto a highway. By his calculations, it would take another fifteen minutes or so to get home.

    Perfect.

    Neji petted Shika’s hair. “Good boy,” he soothed. “Now sit back in the seat for me.”

    While Shikamaru complied, Neji tucked himself away and zipped his pants with one hand. Neji cast several quick glances at Shika, observing the open mouth, moist skin, and raging hard-on. Neji smiled to himself and slowed the car to the speed limit.

    “You’re going to put on a show for me,” Neji said with his eyes still on the road. “It’ll be easy: I tell you what to do and what I want to see and you do it.”

    “Anything,” Shika said softly.

    Neji nodded, thrilled to see the first of many stop signs between here and home just ahead. This road was the back way to his neighborhood, and it wasn’t heavily trafficked. Neji let the car idle and he turned to look at Shika. Neji could see just enough by the light of the dash and around the instruments in the car to satisfy him.

    “Rub your hands over your skin,” Neji said softly. “Stay above the waist, start anywhere you like, but do it slowly.”

    Shika licked his lips and for a brief second he looked up and met Neji’s hungry gaze. Then he swallowed and shifted in the seat with a suddenness that surprised Neji. Shika ripped off his shoes and then swiveled in the seat so that his back now rested against the front dash. One leg bent to rest across the seat and the other rose to brace against the headrest. Then Shika scooted down further to give himself a little more clearance under the windshield.

    A car passed through the intersection, and Neji checked the review mirror. Nothing behind them, yet.

    Bracing his upper back on the dash, Shika reached up with both hands and clasped his fingers behind his neck. He slowly rolled his head around so that he ducked the windshield and could let his head fall backward. Then he moved his hands down his torso, ran his fingertips across his stomach, and then rubbed back up opposite arms to hug his shoulders.

    “Like this, sir?” Shika whispered.

    Well…that was hardly bloody fair.

    Neji’s cock jumped and screamed for attention, but the headlights behind him were more important. He slid through gears and eased the car back up to under the limit again, impressed at how easy it was to watch both the road and Shika with him backward in the seat. It was…a genius move.

    “Yes,” Neji answered after the car turned off behind them. “That’s good. Do it again but play with your nipples this time.”

    Shika made a noise that was equal parts groan and whine and slid his hands over his chest. Neji watched and memorized how Shika’s fingertips pinched and pulled, rolled and flicked. Shika’s head turned so that Neji could see the Nara’s face: his eyes were closed, lips parted, brow furrowed in pleasure and concentration.

    “Good boy,” Neji murmured, his body temperature well beyond feverish. “Pinch again – harder this time.”

    Shika groaned before he obeyed the command and whimpered when he did it.

    “Again, pet.”

    Shikamaru’s hips rose in unbidden lust as he pinched and abused his flesh while Neji watched the show, his expression almost angry in its intensity. He spotted the next stop sign ahead and nearly shivered at what he wanted next.

    “I think you like this,” Neji commented. “I bet your cock’s so hard it’s dripping.”

    Shika gasped and his fingers stopped their torture for a second.

    “Did I tell you to stop, boy?” Neji asked, voice rough.

    “No, sir…but please…oh please…” Shika pinched himself, and his mouth fell open.

    “Mm,” Neji purred. “You’re pretty when you beg.”

    Neji stopped the car at the sign and once again the roads were empty.

    “You can stop, Shikamaru,” Neji drew out Shika’s name and watched his eyelids flutter.

    “Reach down and undo your pants.”

    Chest rising and falling in a fast tempo, Shika obeyed. Neji was pleased beyond description when Shika stopped after he undid the button and unzipped the fly. Obeying to the letter would get Shika everywhere he wanted to be.

    “Pull out your dick,” Neji said, voice still soft. “I want to see how much you like performing for me.”

    Shika bucked his hips upward and wriggled to allow him some room to pull out his erection. His hands hovered over the hard, heated skin for a second, but he did nothing more.

    “Oh, Shika, you obey so well.” Neji let himself groan a little, and Shika clenched his fists.

    “So good, pet, so very good,” Neji purred. “Stroke yourself – but do it slowly.”

    Neji watched as Shika fisted himself and stroked up, down. Neji eased the car forward and listened to Shika make tiny noises and gasps.

    “You like my eyes on you?”

    “Yes, sir,” Shika panted.

    Neji hummed in delight. “I love a pet who puts on a good show,” he praised. “Ready for what’s next?”

    Shika hissed through his teeth and his cock wept. “I don’t know, sir,” he said, voice shaking.

    Neji grinned and then composed his face. “Keep stroking and pull your pants down a little further.”

    The Nara pressed harder into the dash and used his free hand to obey, the other still moving with the slow speed on his erection. Neji eyed it hungrily; it looked hard enough to hurt.

    The road made a couple of turns and then straightened. There were only two more stop signs between where they were and Neji’s neighborhood.

    “Good,” Neji said after Shika settled again. The pants were around his mid-thighs, now, exposing balls and creamy upper thighs. Neji licked his lips. “Now take your free hand and put it to your mouth.”

    “Sir?” Shika’s eyes opened.

    “You’re going to suck the middle finger on your left hand, Shika. Do it now.”

    Shikamaru’s entire body shook, and the noise he made was shockingly loud. Neji watched him closely but saw no sign of distress – just lust.

    Slowly Shika slid his middle finger into his mouth, eyes half-open and glazed. Neji hummed his approval.

    “You’re so hot like that, Shika. Get it good and wet.”

    Neji listened to Shikamaru noisily suck his digit and pulled up to another stop sign. Woods surrounded them and the only light came from Neji’s car.

    For a moment, Neji merely watched and enjoyed the view: Shika’s legs were tense with strain; his nipples were hard and flushed dark against his pale skin; the hand on his cock smeared pre come and stroked with a diabolically slow rhythm; and Shikamaru’s face was an ode to tension and avidity. He sucked on his finger with hollowed cheeks and half-closed eyes.

    “Good enough,” Neji finally said. Then he leaned sideways, bringing his face closer to Shika’s. “Now take your hand away from your mouth and cup your balls.”

    “Fuck, sir…fuck…” But Shika closed his eyes and obeyed, hand shaking.

    “You’re beautiful like this, Shikamaru.”

    Shika panted once his hand was in place, and the other hand continued in slow, lazy strokes.

    With another quick glance around, Neji confirmed they were still alone. “Take your slicked up finger and circle your asshole with it.”

    Neji shifted his gaze to watch, his view obscured by hands and Shika’s hard anatomy. But with the way Shika trembled, Neji knew he was obeying.

    Fuck. Neji breathed slowly and blinked hard.

    “Feel good, boy?” Neji’s voice managed to be perfectly steady.

    It took Shika a second or two to answer. “Y-yeah, sir. I’m…oh, god, sir, I want to come.”

    Shika turned his head so that it was tilted straight back, hands and finger still working himself.

    “We haven’t even really started, pet, and already you need to come?” Neji tsked. “I think you need more control. Slide your finger into your body, Shika – do it very slowly, boy – and if you come the entire game is over.”

    Neji watched Shika’s body buck and dance, sweat glistening and hands moving. He was so hard and needed to come badly, himself, but he kept his focus on Shika…his beautiful Shika who was so fucking incredible in his submission that Neji wanted to scream and cry at the same time.

    “Oh,” Shika whispered as his hand shifted slowly with the movement of his finger into his body. “Oh, oh…oh.”

    “Pefect, Shika,” Neji whispered. Then he sat back up in the seat and quickly drove away from the intersection.

    “Stay just like that and don’t come.”

    “I can’t…” Shika said after a minute of heavy breathing. “Oh god…oh god…”

    “You can and you will,” Neji said, voice calm and authoritative, but he barely stopped at the last intersection.

    Shika moaned and pleaded, words eventually dissolving into whimpers. Neji shuddered and it took everything he had to focus.

    “Stop stroking,” Neji ordered as he turned into his neighborhood.

    Shika’s hand fell away, and Neji watched the Nara chew his lower lip.

    “Fuck yourself with your finger – slowly, Shika, do it very slowly.”

    “Shit, sir…oh fuck please…”

    Neji hummed, face in a carnal grin. “’Fuck, please?’ All right, boy, fuck yourself faster.”

    Shika’s free hand flew up and hit the car’s roof with a solid noise. Neji glanced to watch Shika’s hand move faster, finger sinking in and out of his body.

    “Fucking…oh god, sir, I can’t…I have to…”

    “You will not,” Neji ordered. “My dirty pet; all this and just a finger up your ass?” Neji let loose a cruel chuckle.

    “Yes, sir,” Shika hissed and then whimpered.

    Never had his driveway seemed so long, but Neji finally managed to get to the top and shut off the car.

    “Stop moving,” he commanded. “And stay still.”

    Neji flew from the car and around to Shika’s side. Throwing open the door, Neji shoved Shika’s legs down and onto the ground. Then he wrapped his arms around Shikamaru and dragged him out of the car, making sure to watch his head. Shika leaned practically limp against Neji as Neji slammed the car door and leaned Shika back against the car.

    “You were amazing, Shika,” Neji said into the Nara’s ear. His hand plunged down and wrapped around Shika’s cock. Shika cried out and then buried his face in Neji’s neck.

    “So good,” Neji crooned. “You got me so fucking hard. All I could think about was kissing you, sucking you, getting you off. I wanted my finger in your ass, my mouth on your balls, my nails dragging over your skin.”

    Shika cried out again and shook hard. Neji shifted so that Shika’s head fell backward. The corners of his closed eyes were moist, teeth clenched.

    “Can you come for me, baby?” Neji whispered. Then he pumped Shika hard and fast. It took three seconds and then Shika grunted: a low, shocked sound. He came with breathless intensity, mouth tightly closed and panting in quick bursts through his nose. Shika’s fingers clenched rhythmically on Neji’s arm until finally Shika went limp against Neji’s body and the Ferrari.

    Neji slowed his strokes but didn’t stop moving. Shika whined and squirmed, but Neji held him tightly. He kissed the Nara’s throat, licked up his chin. His tongue plunged into Shika’s mouth and the kiss was messy and breathy. Shika’s hand flew up to close over Neji’s wrist, but he didn’t try to make Neji stop moving.

    “If you’re going to be with me, you have to learn to love too much sensation,” Neji whispered. “And that getting to come doesn’t mean I’ll stop what I’m doing.”

    “Oh god,” Shika whispered and blinked up at the sky.

    Then, abruptly, Neji stopped and pulled away. Shika lay against the car trying to get his breathing back into his control.

    “Don’t bother putting yourself together,” Neji commanded. “There’s no need; you’ll be naked in a moment.” Neji half-turned and looked over his shoulder at Shika.

    “Now, follow me. When we get inside the entryway, get on your knees.”

    “Yes, sir,” Shika said, eyes down. Then he stepped away from the car, swayed only a little on his sock-covered feet, and headed toward the house.

    Neji smiled and then turned to go inside.

    ~*~


    A/N: I love fast cars and hot, obedient, boys.

    ...though it occurs to me that it might be a little redundant to say that after you read this chapter, yes?

    *wicked grin*

    More coming soon. As always: thank you for the comments and reviews. The kind words continue to make me melt.

    To Jordash00 - I am continually awed by your careful analysis and feedback.
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