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Forbidden Jutsu of Love	By : smilingeyes Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Soft murmurs broke the near silence of the night, waking Neji. Pearl white eyes seeing nothing in the darkness, he activated byakugan and tried to sit up to get a better read on the situation. Only he discovered that he was trapped partially under a still sleeping Shikamaru, who had him pinned under his arm and leg, and whose lips he suddenly felt whispering against his shoulder. The shock at not having realized his physical proximity wore off quickly when he registered the tendrils of red chakra creeping across the room, as well as one that was already mingling with Shikamaru’s.

He shook the sleeping ninja, not wanting to wake the other three.

“’m sleepin’ go ‘way.” Shikamaru slurred out, not moving at all. Exasperated, and beginning to panic, Neji tried to shove the shadow nin off of him with his free arm, which only caused Shikamaru to pull him more fiercely into the embrace. “’m dream’n. ‘s a good dream.”

“That is very apparent!” Neji hissed into his ear.

Shikamaru loosened his grip and sat up. Glaring into the darkness.

“What are you doing on my side of the room?”

“Shhhhh, waking those three would be disadvantageous right now. And we are in the middle of the room, not on your side. We must have moved in our sleep.” Neji freed himself completely, scooting back several inches. “They are also dreaming, and I believe we are being affected by it. There are wisps of red chakra connecting us, and more on the way.”

“Well, that explains that dream,” Shikamaru grumbled, now fully awake. “We have to get out of here, see if distance can stop this.” Straining his eyes against the darkness, he reached out and grabbed for Neji’s arm, shivering intensely when skin met skin.

He would have withdrawn his hand, except that as soon as they touched, the room lit up and he could see the red threads snaking through his own arm and coiling around Neji’s chakra paths. He also felt a curious sigh of relief as he realized that Neji was being affected by the intrusion in much the same was he was.

“Distance,” he heard himself repeat, before tugging Neji up and out of the room. Nearly running out of the bedroom, Shikamaru was surprised when he ran right into Hinata, who had noticed the changing chakra and was hesitating to go into the room to investigate.

“Y-y-your eyes,” she stammered out, reaching for his face, pulling back when he was unceremoniously jerked backwards into Neji.

He shivered when Neji growled in his ear.

“Distance.”

Hinata understood the command before Shikamaru could process it, quickly moving out of the way, leaving Neji to practically drag them to the spare bath where they had showered earlier.

Once inside, Neji pinned the other nin against the door, pulling at the robes separating them.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Shikamaru tried to swallow a moan when he felt teeth nipping at his neck, and felt his own hands pulling Neji closer, even as his brain was shouting to push him away.

“Before… we stopped it… just have to concectraaaa…” his words were punctuated with shuddering breaths as he tried to stay in control.

“Red chakra,” Neji’s reply was muffled against his collar bone. “Cannot…”

The shadow nin opened his eyes, and with considerable effort, brought his hand up so that he could see the red threads spiraling around his chakra paths, like a constrictor suffocating its prey. He groaned, realizing that there was no escape. He pushed Neji back a few inches, and used that flicker of confusion to move, forcing the Hyuga’s back against the door.

He practically crushed the taller boy against the door, pressing into him, a new flood of desire rushed his system when he felt flesh against flesh, the robes having dropped completely to the floor. There was no fight for dominance in the kiss; it was simply a desperate struggle for more.

Their bodies rocked together, seeking friction. Their aroused lengths ground together, pressed into firmly muscled stomachs. They moaned into each other, and grappled to pull each other closer, but it was not enough.

Shikamaru pulled back, fighting to ignore the screaming need that was overtaking them. With one hand he grasped their cocks, stroking up slowly. Neji growled, but arched back against the door, pushing his hips forward. Keeping a slow, steady pace, Shikamaru leaned over, fishing around for his prize. Finally laying hands on the bottle, he quickly popped the cap, and drizzled the lavender mint hair conditioner in his otherwise occupied hand. The cool moisture caused both nin to hiss momentarily, but the tingling sensation passed, and Shikamaru began quickly pulling at their lengths, his hand slipping up and down easily now.

He leaned forward and bit Neji’s neck, sucking at the pulse he felt pounding just beneath the surface. He felt a hand threading through his hair, which he had left down after their earlier shower.

“Don’t hold back,” he murmured without removing his lips from heated flesh. Fingernails dug into his back, and the stinging pain brought back memories from hours before: the burning as he was entered roughly, the sting of skin slapping together, the jolt of electric pleasure as his insides were pounded into again and again.

He screamed into pale flesh as he came, barely hearing his own name being whispered into the close darkness.

Sagging against the body between himself and the door, Shikamaru’s body felt boneless. Unable to keep himself upright, he sagged to the floor, exhausted. Light suddenly flooded the room, causing him to grumble and tuck his head down, away from the offending bulbs.

Neji sank to the floor in front of him, grasping his hands and beginning the jutsu’s complicated hand signs. The shadow nin followed along, mouthing the chant, but that last scream felt like it had torn his voice straight out of him.

A flash of chakra completed the jutsu, and Shikamaru could have sworn he felt the red threads of chakra retreating from his body. He did not open his eyes to look, only slumping limply forward, shivering when he felt thick hair, smelling like lavender and mint, resting on his shoulder.
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