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Comfort Chap. 2 - Reunion
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of age, don’t say I didn’t warn you!
AN: Finally I got my Internet back after I moved over to Austria. Well,
although there weren’t really that many people out there asking for a second
chapter, those who actually DID review my story have my highest respect for
actually taking the time to do so. So, this is for all the people who actually
enjoy reading what I write in my off time. Damn studying … Special thanks go to
the few ShikaTem writers out there, especially Trollmia. Thanks for those kind
words and the inspiration given by your work.
Well, this is all for now. On with the fic!
Another mission, another waste of time.
Shikamaru strolled down the streets of Konoha, since he was in no hurry
to get this mission completed. Since he was assigned as an examiner, they had
been flooding him with tasks and missions to occupy him.
‘They are doing this on purpose, I just know It.’ he thought as he
watched a few passing people before he raised his head to watch the few clouds
that were lazily floating there.
‘So free … I wonder what she is doing right now.’
He sighed audibly at the thought and his shoulders slumped a little. It
was three months since the incident back at the hospital and all his friends
were out of the hospital now. Of course, they didn’t assign him back to his old
team, now that he was a chuunin and his father took an uncharacteristic effort
to train him a little. He had been so surprised by the sheer act of it that he
just went along with his fathers training. It did help during his
missions. Still, Temari didn’t show up during that time and she only wrote one
letter. He actually bothered to answer it although its content was roughly
translated into “I’m still alive, you better wait for me.” He wrote his letter
similar to hers and that was it. Nothing more.
He noticed the approaching figure a tad too late and bumped into another
person, which gave a yelp of surprise at the collision before straightening
herself out to glare at him.
“Shikamaru! What the hell are you doing? Watch where you’re going!”
His eyes narrowed at the blonde before him and he rolled his eyes at her
annoying voice.
“Yeah, yeah … sorry Ino.” His voice showed that he was on his best way
to forget about the run-in already.
At the word “sorry” the kunoichi stared for a moment before coming
closer with a concerned look on her face.
“Are you all right?”
“Why shouldn’t I be?” he murmured, trying to move past her only to find
out she tried to block his way.
“You never say sorry unless something is up! Are you getting sick?” she asked
with a worried tone in her voice, trying her best not to let him pass. He
looked at her with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.
“I’m just busy. Look, we talk another time … I have a mission to attend
to. I’m not keen of getting into any more trouble than this assignment already
is. Now, if you’ll excuse me …”
With that, he shoved her aside and continued on his way, sighing as he
shuffled down the street towards the meeting point.
Ino looked after him, unsure if he was just acting up or if it was
something serious. Since they made him an examiner, he started acting odd.
Maybe it was just because he didn’t have the time to relax all that much as
before. Still, it could be something else that was on his mind. He wasn’t
himself lately and since she still considered him to be a teammate, she was
determined to find out what it was and help him. But Chouji was waiting at
their training spot already, so she should move as well. With that thought in
mind she turned around and hurried down the street. After they were done
training for the day she could still come up with some sort of help for
Shikamaru.
=O=
Said leaf-nin continued to stroll down the street and suddenly turned
into a narrow alley, smirking to himself as he did.
‘Someone’s tailing me … and he’s doing a pretty good job so far. Oh well
…’
He slowed down and started to check his surroundings before looking up
into the sky once again. The clouds still floated above him; this time however
he was more interested about the buildings and the shadows they cast. The thin
smirk widened as he took his hands out of his pockets and clasped them together
before forming a seal with them. With the right angle and the shadows that
surrounded him it shouldn’t be very hard to catch his stalker off guard. He
felt his shadow jolt a bit before it seemed to latch onto someone, accentuated
by the strangled gasp of surprise.
“A shadow moves faster within a shadow.” he said simply before turning
around with a superior smirk.
A blink of an eye later he realized who his captive was.
“T … Temari?”
Now, being taken by surprise is generally a bad thing and although there
might be pleasant surprises that was rather uncommon in a ninjas life. Temari
knew that, since she scolded herself for not seeing his hand seals, thus taken
totally by surprise of his ninjutsu. His fingers seemed to perform the hand
seals faster now, or so she thought. Shikamarus surprise however led to him
loosing his prized cool composure just a moment long enough for Temari to
suddenly break through the jutsu and lurch forward towards him. She grabbed his
shoulders and shoved him roughly against the wall. Before he could even figure
out what she was upset about she was kissing him roughly.
‘Looks like I wasn’t the only one missing our time together.’ he thought
as his right hand found his way into her hair and his left arm pulled her
closer to him. He kissed her back with equal fire and they remained like that
for a moment. Both were so caught up in catching up with their time spent apart
that they didn’t notice the stares they were given from the few people in the
alley.
“Shikamaru …?” came the unexpectedly small noise and he briefly shifted
his eyes over to the one who called him.
‘Oops. So much for the secret relationship.’
Temari slowly backed off and directed a glare to the person who was
interrupting their reunion.
And Sakura just stood there wide-eyed and slightly gaping, seemingly not
believing what just had transpired.
“What? You look like you never saw two people greeting each other.”
Temari spoke up still glaring at the young girl.
Shikamaru however took a few breaths before he shoved his hands into his
pockets and took on a rather annoyed expression.
“You didn’t see this, Sakura. Not a word to anyone, especially Ino.
It’ll be way too troublesome to explain anyway.”
The look of utter surprise slowly changed into a sly look and Shikamaru
had a sinking feeling.
“Sure. But I will think of something to repay the favor. Now excuse me,
I have some errands to run for Tsunade-sama.”
She brushed past the two and Shikamaru looked after her for a moment
before exhaling audibly. He looked at Temari who was still glaring after Sakura
even more now.
‘Just great … well, I just have to see what this will be about. But
first …’
He cleared his throat to get the sand-nins attention and gave her a
questioning look as she turned around.
“What are you doing here?”
Temari merely smirked at the question.
“Hello to you too, dim-wit. Any problems with me having to meet up with
someone here?”
One eyebrow raised he slowly folded his arms across his chest.
“You could have written that you came over … wait, you are the emissary
from sunagakure?”
“I wanted to surprise you and yes, I take it they made you an examiner
now, hmm?”
“Gods … Tsunade-sama could have told me. And I suppose you managed to do
that, more or less. Although you really need to improve in your sneaking
skills.”
Temari pouted as an answer and crossed her arms just like him.
“Tch … like you are one to talk.”
For a moment, they just stared at each other, daring the other to say
something. Finally Shikamaru glanced away from her and his shoulders sagged a
little as he murmured in a tiny voice.
“I missed you, you know …”
Suddenly she stepped closer and merely pecked him on the cheek, smiling
one of her true, serene smiles.
“Come on. We got work to do.”
Her voice was tender, just like the look she was giving him and he knew
it was her way of saying she missed him too. He was fine with that … anything
else just wouldn’t fit her style. And although her words warmed his heart, he
muttered a half-hearted “Troublesome …” just because of the mention of work and
for good measure. He was still Shikamaru, after all.
=O=
The day went on rather uneventful, containing lots of work and a little
sightseeing as they both traveled throughout Konoha village. When they were
finally done they settled at a small restaurant across from the office building
where they brought their last reports to. They ate mostly in silence besides a
few questions about how to organize their work from now on. But after a while
Shikamaru suddenly remembered something.
“Where will you be staying at?”
At the question Temari merely smirked and leaned forwards before
replying with a teasing tone.
“Why, would you invite me over to your place?”
He could feel her foot rubbing against his calves and neither did he
miss her wink, nor was the fact lost that by leaning forward he got a better
view of her assets. He took his time in replying and savored the look she gave
him there. Sure, he was tired from work, but the fire in her eyes gave him a
vague idea of what would probably happen if he were to agree.
“As long as we sneak in and my parents won’t see us, sure. I just don’t
feel up to any troublesome explaining.”
Her smirk grew impossibly larger at his answer and he knew that his eyes
mirrored what had to be lust he saw in hers.
=O=
The doorbell rang and Shikamaru stepped inside of his home, looking
around suspiciously to find any trace of his parents. His mother was probably
in the kitchen while his father was either out on a mission or lounging in the
living room.
“I’m home!”
A muffled reply came from the kitchen and he briefly looked inside to
see his mother and his father at the dinner table.
“You missed dinner again, Shikamaru dear.” The stern tone of his mothers
voice made him flinch slightly.
“I went out with a new colleague of mine. Sorry about that, I’ll take a
shower and be in my room. Later.”
Ignoring the disapproving phrases that followed his statement he went
upstairs and into his room, where he opened his window after closing the door.
A moment later, Temari snuck inside and looked around as he closed the window
behind her.
“Your room didn’t change much since last time.”
He answered with an approving grunt as he took her pack and stowed it
into a corner of his room while Temari took off her fan and leaned it against
the wall near her other belongings.
“Do you mind if I take a shower now?” he asked as he already got his few
toiletries and some fresh nightclothes out. He didn’t miss the strange glint in
her eyes as she replied.
“Sure, go ahead. Keep the water running.”
He didn’t think anything about it however. Truth be told, he felt a
little anxious about her presence.
‘Stupid hormones’ Shikamaru thought to himself as he trudged into the
bathroom just outside of his room and quickly discarded his clothing before
freeing his hair from its ponytail. He grabbed the shampoo from the belongings
he brought with him and got into the shower, turning it on and sighing
contently as the hot water washed away the hardships of the day. His eyes closed
with a satisfied look on his face and he wasted no time in lathering his hair
up. Showering after a day like this was almost as good as cloud watching.
The young boys’ eyes snapped open as he heard the faint sound of the
door lock clicking shut. His gaze settled on Temari as she turned towards him
and slowly stripped out of her dress, her eyes staring right into his and her
mouth curved upwards slightly.
“I changed my mind. I’ll take my shower with you,” she murmured
sensually, barely loud enough to be heard over the constant hiss off the water.
Shikamaru unconsciously stepped back to make more room in the shower,
totally caught up at the sight of Temaris nude body. It wasn’t like he didn’t
see her unclothed before; he just didn’t have the time to admire her looks yet.
His eyes gazed longingly at her body and he unconsciously licked his lips.
Those strong hips, her slim waist, the few scars that adorned her lightly
tanned skin, her firm breasts, her defiant eyes … he didn’t have much
experience when it came to nude women, but he was sure that was the kind of
woman he liked. She wasn’t just overly thin like Ino, she was actually rather
well built, mostly because of her swinging that fan around like she did all the
time. He knew by first-hand experience. Also, although it would be nice to have
someone at his side that wouldn’t argue, he actually preferred her spirit. She
proved a challenge to him, and he did like challenges. He wouldn’t play shogi
otherwise. And her smiles drove him to the brink of insanity. Insanity in a
good way, he had to admit.
“Mmm … Like what you see, Shika-kun?”
The soft, sexy whisper of her voice brought him back to reality. She was
leaning into the cabin already, the water was drenching her hair and she had a
predatory look on her face. With his hair down and wet, clinging against his
muscular shoulders, he could easily compete with any other shinobi in terms of
looks. ‘He’s gotten taller … and I can see he worked out since I last saw him.’
she thought as she stretched her arms out towards him, pulling him into a
heated kiss. She felt his arms encircle her waist as he drew her closer and she
couldn’t resist the urge to press her body against his, feeling his back
muscles ripple and his position stiffen as her left thigh brushed against his
already erect appendage.
“So you are as excited as I am, …” she murmured before her tongue darted
out, against his lips. He wasted no time in reacting and parted his lips
slightly to invite her in. The battle was on, and Temari wasn’t just feeling
wet because she was showering with Shikamaru. She sighed excitedly as one of
his hands cupped her bottom, pulling her even closer, and the other hand came
up to play with her breasts. She felt her nipples tighten as he brushed over
them and she directed her attention from his gentle ministrations to his own
arousal.
She watched his face contort slightly as one of her hands closed around
his erection, feeling him up and gently massaging him there. He, in return,
shut his eyes, seemingly enjoying the feeling of her hands. Her fingers eagerly
rubbed over the overly sensitive skin, cleaning him while she kept him
distracted with her tongue battling against his own. When she felt his hand
brush against her thighs and move up against her pelvis, she bit back a moan
and pushed him against the cold shower wall.
“What’s wrong?” he asked confused but she didn’t bother to answer him.
As she held him firmly against the wall, she slowly crouched down, making sure
to let her body rub up against him as much as possible …
Shikamaru hissed and his hands went into her wet hair and on her
shoulder, holding onto anything in range. ‘So this was what she had in mind,’
he thought as he looked down to see Temari kissing and nibbling at his penis
before closing her lips around it and started sucking. He smirked slightly as
her face scrunched up a little at the odd flavor that wasn’t lost even though
they were still showering. It did feel nice, although she was rather clumsy at
it, or so it seemed to him. He didn’t have anything to compare the feeling of
her hot lips and tongue around his member with, but it did feel good to
an extent. ‘I wonder why she’s doing it in the first place though …’
“Temari … you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“…” No answer. She didn’t stop either.
“Or is it that you want me to repay the favor later on?”
“…” Again no answer. This time, she stopped and looked up at him though.
“You just had to ask, you know, …” He sounded amused by now.
“Shut up, dim-wit. I just … heard … it wouldn’t be as bad under the
shower.” Was she blushing right now? He strained his eyes but it could just be
a flush out of excitement. Or the hot water.
“Sure, I guess.”
She stood up straight and moved against him again, reminding him of the
state they were in. He had to admit he probably should have kept his mouth shut
and enjoy her attentions, but he was just too keen on finding out about her
thoughts.
They kissed again, even more fervently than before and Shikamarus hands
wandered over Temaris body again, leaving her gasping and moaning into the
kiss. Suddenly, her hands wound around his shoulders and she leaned back
against the wall before forcing him down onto his knees. He smirked.
“So it was that you wanted me to repay you.”
“Shut up … I just had that dream …”
“More like fantasy. You look kind of cute when you blush.”
That sparked a reaction and she looked away with an irritated “Humph!”
He decided on teasing her and gave her left inner thigh a slow, long lick,
almost reaching her nether lips before he began nibbling at the skin of her
thigh, making her twitch and moan as her knees buckled and she grabbed onto one
of the shower handles to keep herself upright. He watched as she seemed to
fight an inner turmoil of hers while he continued with his ministrations. She
uttered something that was lost because of the steady hiss of hot water, and he
realized that not only his skin was slightly pruned already but also would his
mother probably accuse him of wasting the water.
“What did you say?” he asked before nibbling some more at her pruned
skin.
“Please …”
His eyes widened at the uncommon phrase. Was she really pleading with
him? He looked up into her face. Her eyes were closed now and a heavy blush
adorned her face. She looked so vulnerable all of a sudden. He sighed and
allowed himself a small smile before he kissed her thigh again. ‘Curse my
upbringing, I know I shouldn’t give in so easily,’ he thought reluctantly and
grabbed her hips to pull her closer to him. She smelled slightly acidic but the
running water did manage to kill almost the entire smell. He gave her an
experimental lick and almost choked when one of her hands grabbed the back of
his head to forcefully shove him in between her legs. ‘No doubt about it, she’s
pushy. Mmm … sour and salty.’ He heard her choke a moan out and she moved
against his face while holding him in place. He shoved her backwards against
the wall to get some air.
“We do this in my pace,” he stated, clearly annoyed with her behavior.
It wasn’t a bad way to suffocate, but still.
One of his hands held her firmly against the wall while the other moved
one of her legs over his shoulder, thus giving him more access. He started
nibbling at her lower lips before he licked in between them, parting them
slightly to give him a better look. She threw her head back at his
ministrations and moaned softly as he started to suck, lick and nibble at her
entrance, her hand dug into his hair and he felt her fingernails scrape his
scalp. When he thought he had her worked up enough, his lips closed around her
clitoris and he sucked at it slightly, causing her to moan loudly. He
immediately stopped and looked up with an annoyed expression.
“Didn’t I tell you my parents are still down there?”
“Sorry … I … just can’t … help it.” She replied breathlessly, her whole
face flushed and her hair sticking to her skin.
“Just try to, you know, hold it back or something,” he murmured, not
really angry with her. He did enjoy making her moan, just not under
these circumstances.
His tongue found its way around her nether lips yet again and he resumed
his task, having himself accustomed to the taste of her. Shikamarus lips closed
around that small, hard nub again and he sucked and licked over it, making
Temaris breathing grow out of control. She was shaking like a leaf by now and
could barely hold back her moans and groans as Shikamaru drove her relentlessly
closer to orgasm. Her lower lip was already bleeding slightly from her biting
onto it. He really knew what she wanted from him.
“Gods, Shikamaru …feels so good …” she groaned nasally and twisted her
hips against his face. He smirked slightly and pushed her back before biting
down softly, making her twitch, and then licked the pain away.
Suddenly her leg that was over his shoulder clenched around his neck and
she threw her head back, letting out a long, satisfied moan as her entire body
shuddered and she could just see white for a moment. Shikamaru felt some sticky
fluid trickle over his tongue and down his chin. It was the same flavor he had
tasted beforehand.
He got up from his crouching position and felt her hands encircle his
neck before Temari pressed a soft kiss against his lips.
“Thank you.”
He just gave an affirmative noise as he kissed her back. He was still
riled up and wanted to elaborate this further, but Temari shoved him back and
turned the water off.
“We’ll continue this in your room. Think about your parents.”
Her sexy whisper made his blood tingle and he slowly followed her out.
They dried themselves off and grabbed their respective clothing, not bothering
to dress just to undress yet again.
Shikamaru unlocked the door and opened it, before stepping out silently.
He ushered Temari, who had wrapped the towel around her while her hair was
still damp, into his room and followed before tensing at the door when he heard
the sound of a throat being cleared behind him.
‘Crap. I knew it.’
Shikato stood there with his arms crossed and leaning against the wall
of the floor, much like the time he did back in the hospital. His father gave
Shikamaru a scrutinizing glare before his eyes shifted over to Temari who stood
frozen with an expression much like his sons’.
“Mmm … haven’t we met before?”
Temari snapped out of it and drew her towel a little closer around her
body, blushing a deep red as she stared at Shikamaru’s father.
“Er, umm … I guess …” she stammered sheepishly. This situation was just
way too awkward.
At her display of eloquence Shikamaru looked over his shoulder
incredulously at Temari. What was wrong with her all of a sudden? It was just
his father.
“So you are the messenger. I take it you will stay overnight. I hope you
will join us tomorrow morning for breakfast. I’m always curious about my sons’
colleagues.” He said, a knowing smile grazing his features.
Temari just nodded, still staring at Shikato before shifting her look
back to Shikamaru as he slowly closed his door.
“Night, dad.”
“Good night, son.”
The door clicked shut and Shikamaru exhaled audibly as he locked it.
“That was close. I don’t want to think of the outcome had my mother been
there.” he murmured miserably before flopping down on his bed, discarding his
clothes he brought with him.
Temari was still staring at the door in abject shock.
‘I didn’t have the time to look at him back at the hospital properly,
but … wow. If Shikamaru will look anything like this in a few years, I will
seriously have to look out for competition.’
She turned around to said young boy and regarded him for a moment before
she realized it was getting rather cold with just a towel and still damp hair.
She dropped her own clothes near to Shikamarus’ and shoved him to the other
side of the bed before quickly grabbing the covers and getting underneath them.
Shikamaru on the other hand got underneath the other side of the covers
as he realized what her plans were. His hands groped for her body before he
encircled her waist with his arms and drew her closer to him. He kissed her
lightly on her neck and she shoved him back slightly.
“No biting. The last time you did that I had to put up with Kankuro
asking me the whole way back where I got those marks.” she scoffed, but he only
mimicked the look on her face.
“Like you have room to talk. I had to explain to Ino how I got my whole
back so scratched up that the slightest contact hurt like hell. Next time I‘m
tying your hands up.”
“How kinky, Crybaby.”
“Bitch.”
“Dim-wit.”
“Tomboy.”
“Shut up and warm me up, Shika-kun …” she finally murmured, drawing him
closer to her and snuggling contently against him. Light kisses were exchanged
and she felt at peace, like nothing in the world could hurt her in this moment.
Just lying here with Shikamaru was enough for her. He started nibbling at her
earlobe and his hands began to roam over her body again, remembering her of the
state she left him in. She snuggled closer and her hands began skimming over
his body before she suddenly leaned forward and the covers fell from her
shoulders as she sat up on her knees and kissed the young shinobi underneath
her passionately. The heat warmed their bodies once more and she liked the way
he looked with his hair still undone and damp. One hand wandered through his
hair and she whispered down to him.
“You should leave your hair open more often … it looks better on you.”
He smirked and let one of his hands run through her damp, blonde strands
of hair in return.
“Same to you. But you know how it is … always gets in the way in our
job.”
“Mmm.”
He drew her into another kiss and she parted her lips to give his tongue
access to her mouth. Soft sighs left her mouth as he began to lightly massage
her breasts yet again and her tongues dueled in a desperate attempt to get into
each other’s mouth. When her hand once again started groping downward towards
his member, she felt him grind his hips against her left hipbone and she smiled
sensually before she crawled even closer. Swinging one leg over his, she
straddled his lower body while trying not to break their kiss. She could feel
his hardness grow and he ground his body against her again. When she moved her
hand around his appendage to position herself, he suddenly grabbed her
shoulders and rolled to the side, thus pinning her to the bed. When she made no
immediate move besides kissing him like there was no tomorrow, he slowly spread
her legs apart to make room for his body. When he laid on top of her with her
legs spread apart enough for him, he withdrew from the kiss and moved up a bit
until his penis brushed against her inner thigh. With one hand used to position
the throbbing body part against her nether lips, the other supported his weight
as he stared down at her face, carefully watching her reaction as he entered
her moist, hot entrance in a slow pace. Although she tried to hide it, he
didn’t miss the slight wince.
“Are you ok?” he asked with a hushed, strangled tone in his voice.
“Only if you start moving,” she murmured back just as sensually before
she began moving her body against him. He allowed himself a small smile at her
antics and started to grind up into her, carefully watching how he had to move
to make her moan louder.
“Mmm … you can move faster, Shika-kun …”
It sounded more like a statement in his ears and he actually did just
that, causing her to whimper every time he moved against her. For him, no words
were necessary now. All that counted was this feeling. Shikamaru briefly closed
his eyes as his movements grew stronger and more impatient, causing Temari to
moan breathlessly. His hands slowly wandered over her body to play with her
breasts but the sand-nin had other ideas. When she wasn’t being held down
anymore, she suddenly moved up, effectively sliding him out of herself. She
turned around before he could protest and pressed her bottom against his
erection, urging him softly.
“Hurry, put it back in.”
She didn’t even give him that time; she merely grabbed in between her
legs to encircle his arousal and positioned herself against it before moving
backwards against him, sliding him back into her.
“Mmm … this is how I like it …” she murmured breathlessly as her hands
supported her against the wall and she moved her body forwards and backwards,
enjoying the feeling of him sliding in and out of her body.
“Come on, Shika-kun, fuck me … keep moving …” she sighed as she sat up
and pressed her head against his. He furrowed his brows at her sudden boldness,
not to mention her choice of words, but complied nonetheless. His hands
encircled her breasts again and he began to knead them as he moved rhythmically
against her. Each of his strokes brought her closer to her climax and soon she
was just a helplessly moaning sweaty mess. Shikamaru wasn’t all that better off
either. His breathing was ragged, his body soaked with sweat and his loins were
tightening slowly but surely, signaling the end of his endurance. He squeezed
his eyes shut and summoned up his reserves of strength, grabbing Temaris hips
and slamming his body against hers in an attempt to make her come first. Temari
on the other hand fell down on all fours because of the sudden impact and
moaned unabashedly as she felt her climax washing over her. Shikamaru released
his tight control as her body went rigid for a moment and the clenching of her
inner walls made him come too. He struggled briefly so as not to collapse on
top of the girl before he rolled over to the side, pulling himself out of her
as he went and made Temari turn around. Sighing contently, they snuggled
against each other.
“I’m think I’m going to enjoy working with you,” Temari murmured softly.
“Mmm,” came the almost silent reply.
No one said another word. They were happy the way it was right now. The
comfortable silence eventually made them drowsy and before they knew it they
were asleep in each other’s arms.
There would be consequences later, but for now all they needed was the
warmth of each other.
Final note: Comments, critique or whatever are greatly appreciated. It
doesn’t take too much time, you know, and every review I get spurs my
motivation to write another chapter.
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