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A/N: Well, this one might not be as encouraging to some of you buuut,
obviously, I'm interrupting the yaoi with some het. If it's not your
cup of tea, be patient, next chapter will be yaoi again.

It's unlikely I'll have time to write a chapter tomorrow and then the
work week is coming so I probably won't be able to post anything
daily as I've been since I began this story two or three days ago,
but I have not forgotten it! I'm writing as quickly as I can manage
it, but hey, you got two chapters out of me today, so that kind of
makes up for it a little, no?

Genius at Making
Love

Four:
Shikamaru x Sakura

10 A.M.

Freshly showered, again and feeling he was having quite a good day
already, Shikamaru headed toward the training field. He hadn't
trained on purpose in a while, but he found the morning's activities
left him with plenty of
energy to burn. He didn't know what it was about getting laid that
made him almost energetic, but the Nara figured a little training
would only do him good and when he met up with Asuma later he could
have some ammo for when the man inevitably harped on him about his
lazy nature. Asuma, if only you knew. Shikamaru isn't really
lazy, he's just conserving all his excess energy for lots and lots of
sex. Or that's probably the theory wandering around the village by
this hour anyway.

But when he arrived he found he
wasn't alone. Sakura was there making a general disaster of the
surrounding area. Normally Shikamaru wouldn't be suicidal enough to
approach the brute of a woman when she was in a foul mood, but he was
feeling damn lucky today after getting so lucky, so he was perhaps
thinking to share some of his good humor. Either that or he figured
if he was going to get killed, when better than after fucking three
different men in as many hours.

“Dare I ask?” he tried,
raising his hands in surrender when she turned on him with her glare
of doom, brow twitching.

“Fucking Sai,” she spat
irritably. His 'I have no feelings' thing had gotten on her last
nerve this morning and the second she was able to escape she did so,
resorting to upturning the better part of the training area. By now,
the kids would all be in school, so she was free to wreak as much
havoc as she wanted.

Shikamaru held in the bad joke that
wanted to come out. 'You're fucking Sai,'
he thought. 'No wonder you're in such a bad mood.'
Because Shikamaru had a theory that any guy that obsessed with dick
must not be all that impressive himself. It was an idle theory with
no proof to back it up, but the thought entertained him. On second
thought, it was a theory that might improve the pink-haired girl's
mood a bit. He shrugged after his little mental deliberation and
said, “if it makes you feel better, just think of him as having
a really small dick.”

Sakura blinked twice. If it were
anyone else they'd have gotten hit for the perverted comment, but
Shikamaru just smirked a little and gave a bland shrug. “It
beats tearing apart the training ground, in any case. You'll just
have to put it back together later and that's pretty troublesome,
just an opinion.”

So instead of going into another
rage, the girl actually blinked, still not all that cheerful, but she
shrugged a little. It was immediately after that that she remember
Kiba bursting into the flower shop where she'd been stopping by to
visit Ino – the girls mostly getting along again these days –
and declaring the random news that Shikamaru Nara could have sex
eleven times in a row. Sakura had hit him for being such a pervert
at the time, but Ino had just laughed cheerfully and declared, “of
course, Shika-kun is amazing,” as if he'd just told her that
Shikamaru had beat Neji at chess or something even more hum-drum.
Sakura hadn't thought about it since then, but now that the Nara was
in front of her she found herself intensely curious about him and the
truth behind that rumor. 'Sakura! That's wrong! Get your
mind out of the gutter!'

Her silence made Shikamaru think
twice and throw in another seemingly offhand comment before she
decided she wanted to kill him after all. “Or there's always
finding some outlet for your anger other than beating the crap out of
whatever happens to be in range at the time,” he tried.

'Like, maybe, sex?' she
thought, then shook her head a bit, taking a step to bridge the gap
between them.

Shikamaru's shoulders tensed a bit
in preparation for getting clocked, but the pink haired girl just
looked up at him and said, “well, I'm open to suggestions.”

He looked down at her to find the
zipper of her shirt had slid down a bit in her tantrum and he, rather
accidentally had a perfect view of the woman's cleavage. Sex on the
brain already, he couldn't deny it was a rather nice view. He idly
remembered Gaara's earlier comment about liking smaller breasts. If
he thought about it himself he decided Sakura's were just about the
size he himself preferred—not too small, but not insubstantial.
He'd never really looked at them before but it passed through his
mind now that they looked like they'd be just about a perfect
handful.

He pulled his eyes away from her
chest as soon as he realized he was staring but she'd already noticed
and it sent butterflies into her stomach. Shikamaru was generally so
stand-offish that she found herself flattered that he was checking
her out a little. Or it could just be that rumor about him would
make anyone extremely
horny just by standing in his presence.

“I don't think any of my
suggestions would keep me from getting hit, so I'll keep them to
myself,” he said.

Something stirred slightly between
Sakura's legs at those words because it certainly seemed that the
Nara had sex on the brain, and at this particular moment it may just
involve her to some small degree. She considered her words a moment
and, glancing around to be sure they were alone, she said after a
stretch, “I may know of one thing that might help, but I'd need
a hand.”

The soft tone she used and the way
she leaned forward just a bit, looking upwards and exposing even more
of that cleavage made Shikamaru think they might be thinking the same
thing and he might just not get murdered after all. “Well,”
he answered. “I'm not doing anything in particular right now,
if you want me to help out.”

Sakura's stomach fluttered again and
she felt her nipples tighten a little bit. So he was
willing. She wondered if maybe he was only interested in men, but
most nin were more flexible –you never knew who would be
keeping you company and for how long –there was no real room
afforded to be picky about gender, especially when on a long mission.
Among nin, what was more unusual was being picky over something as
inconsequential as gender. Shikamaru Nara was apparently no exception
to that general rule. She decided to go for broke and stepped in,
bridging the remaining gap between them. “That would be great,”
she said. “I could really stand to burn off some excess
energy,” she said, pressing up against him and looking up into
his normally lazy eyes.

Today though, there was a spark of
something there. “I know exactly
what you mean,” he said, tilting her chin up and claiming her
lips gently at first. Sakura melted into the kiss. He knew she'd
probably heard that rumor. By now there was a good chance everyone
he knew had and quite a few people he didn't. Apparently said rumor
was getting him quite a bit of ass. He still decided he was going to
kill Kiba for dragging his personal business all over town, but after
that he was going to have to thank him for what was turning out to be
the best morning of his life. He let his tongue drag along Sakura's
teeth and she eagerly parted her lips for him, hands resting on his
chest. He pressed a little further once their mouths parted, working
his way down her jaw and neck. You had to be a little more gentle
and take more care with women in his experience, especially ones who
could punch you halfway across town without even batting an eyelash.
His hands did get a little frisky though, one resting on her
shoulder, but the other sliding down to cup a breast. His eyes
hadn't misled him, they were the perfect size; the soft mound fit in
his palm just right.

Shikamaru Nara didn't often
associate with women; they were too troublesome. Well, there was
Ino, but he'd sort of gotten used to her antics over the years. But
because he didn't associate much with women he also didn't have as
much experience with them and decided to treat Sakura with tender
care for now – just to be on the safe side. He figured he must
be doing something right because she shivered slightly as he gently
kneaded her breast and nibbled at her throat. If she was this
responsive already he had a feeling this was going to be quite fun
and trailed his fingers along her bared collar and downward. The
zipper slid down further as his hand moved and he soon slipped a bra
strap off her shoulder and slipped the mound out of the modest white
bra, kneading the bared flesh with his palm before slipping back a
little to pinch the nipple while he eased her down to the ground with
him.

“Ah,” Sakura gasped a
little at the attention and panted softly when he pushed the other
strap down and pulled her shirt and cotton bra down over her biceps
to expose the soft, creamy mounds. He leaned in to kiss her again and
the girl moaned again, not able to place exactly what that taste on
the Nara's mouth was but knowing somehow it really turned her on.

“Mm,” Shikamaru said.
“Sakura, you know, your breasts are perfect.” He pinched
the nipples again before cupping a mound in each hand and massaging
them. “I could play with them all day and not get tired of it,
but,” he smirked a little against the shell of her ear, sucking
on it slightly, “I want to see what else you've been hiding all
these years.” He leaned down and moved his right hand to the
grass, using it to hold up his weight as the left hand continued to
play with the fleshy part of her chest. He licked a long line across
her collarbone and down the center of her chest until he reached the
unattended mound and circled the nipple with his tongue before
sucking it between his teeth.

Sakura shivered again. “They're
right about you, aren't they?” she exhaled shakily. “You
really are a pervert.”

He sat back and unzipped her shirt
the rest of the way in a swift stroke, tossing it to the side and
doing the same with her bra. “Aren't you the same?” he
asked bemusedly. “Your nipples are already this hard and I've
hardly touched you yet, and on top of that, here you are, seducing me
out in the open like this.”

Sure, there was no one around, but
it was the training ground and technically anyone could come by at
any time.

Sakura's cheeks flared. “I'll
hit you,” she warned, but he could tell from her tone he wasn't
serious.

“By the time I'm done fucking
you, you'll have forgotten you ever considered it,” he
whispered against her mouth as he began unfastening the buckles at
the sides of her pink skirt and adding that to the pile of clothing
off somewhere to the right. “At this point, there's no point in
denying anything.”

Shikamaru nibbled on her throat
again and slipped his hand down to caress her thighs. They spread
slightly automatically, but Sakura wasn't the type to stay so docile
for long and soon moved to unfasten his vest. It joined the pile of
clothing with a thump.

“You say that, but you're
denying me the same view I'm giving you,” Sakura answered,
straddling the Nara's hips. He was right, there was no point in
playing innocent when she was already topless and straddling a man
she had never given too much active thought before now. Of course,
now that she was
thinking about him she didn't know what took her so long, probably
her fading obsession with Uchiha Sasuke. She pulled the black top
off next, revealing the Nara's tone chest. “Hm, looks like the
one who's been keeping secrets is you,” she said, dragging her
fingertips along the tight muscles of his chest and abdomen under the
fishnet top and returning the favor of pinching his nipples.

Shikamaru responded by cupping her
ass and pulling her forward so she could feel his forming erection
against her womanhood. “I don't know if I'd call it a secret,”
he answered. “More like an oversight.”

Sakura shuddered, feeling the growth
between her legs and sitting down on it, grinding her hips against it
as she tugged the fishnet off and yanked out his hair tie, tossing it
also into the pile. She had to catch her breath as the still damn
strands fell to his shoulders. 'Oversight my ass. It's
almost like he's gone out of his way so no one will realize he's
actually gorgeous.' She ground
her hips again and Shikamaru moaned softly. 'It feels like
he's big down there too.'

Shikamaru rested a hand on her hip
and thrust up slightly to meet her. Her hands moved and resumed
their attention to his pecks and he returned the gesture in kind,
massaging one breast and nibbling on the other.

“Ooh,” Sakura moaned.
“You're really good at that.”

He moved up her neck and soon rolled
her onto her back, humping her once more before swiftly removing her
shorts and panties in one swift stroke. “I'm told I'm rather
good with my mouth,” he answered. “What are you good
with, Sakura?”

It was such a sultry tone that it
made her arch and moan softly, now fully exposed to him. “You'll
have to be the one to tell me,” she answered, pushing him back
to his knees and pulling his pants down as far as she could without
assistance, exposing his turgid length to the open air. “God,
you're huge,” she said once his pants were around his knees.
He stood to step the rest of the way out of the garment, tossing it
to the side and as he did so the girl got to her knees and took the
huge shaft in both hands, exploring every inch of it and eventually
dipping her nail into the slit. Shikamaru moaned softly, hands
resting on her shoulders to brace himself.

“You like that, huh?”
she said, slipping the nail in again ever so slightly and wiggling it
a little as she began to stroke the man's member with her other hand
before replacing it with her tongue.

Shikamaru's patience snapped ever so
slightly at that and he pushed the girl back down against the grass
and rubbed his member against her lower belly, crushing their mouths
together again.

Sakura moaned when she realized just
what that taste on his tongue was. It was cum. He'd been busy
already today, apparently. Somehow she found him even sexier at the
moment for that.

The Nara smirked lustily down at her
and worked his way down her body, paying close attention to her
breasts again – they really were quite sexy and he had no
problem with her knowing it, but he didn't linger long, working his
way down over her smooth curves and the firmer muscles underneath
until the scent of her sex accosted his nostrils. Just looking at it
he could see how aroused she was. Her juices were already dripping
out quite a bit and he held her thighs apart, blowing on the
sensitive flesh a bit as he spoke. “You really are pretty
riled up,” he said. “Is the thought of my cock inside of
you so alluring? Or maybe it's my mouth you want.”

Sakura moaned and tried to arch her
hips but with his hands on her thighs like they were she didn't get
far. “Anything,” she said at last, “don't just
stare at it or I'm going to have to do something myself.”

Shikamaru smirked a bit. “Oh?
That sounds interesting. I think I'll stare a while longer then. I
haven't seen a pussy this wet in a long time. I'm rather enjoying the
view. If I had a camera I'd take a picture.”

Sakura shuddered at the lame joke.
She should have kept her big mouth shut, now he was going to tease
her until she took some kind of action. And he kept breathing on it
but not doing
anything. She writhed, taking her gloves off and tossing them to the
side. “Nngh, fine, pervert,” she said. “I'll take
matters into my own hands then.” She said it like she was
being put out, but as wet as she was they both knew it turned her on
to know he wanted to watch as she touched herself. Her left hand
came to toy with her breasts and her right hand snaked down between
her juicy lips, sliding along the slip and rubbing it roughly at
first, playing with her clitoris when her fingers were nice and wet,
and then slipping into her hole.

Shikamaru was glad he teased her a
little because it was very, very sexy view. He let her continue for
a bit, listening to her soft pants and moans before sliding his
tongue along her juicy fingers, pulling them out and lifting himself
onto his elbow so she could watch him sucking on them.

Sakura moaned, and it became deeper
when he released them and slipped his own fingers inside. They were
longer and thicker than hers and she pulled her legs up to expose her
lower body to him even better. In reward for the view she gave him,
the Nara finally slipped his tongue between her lower lips and
started lapping up her juices as he fingered her.

Sakura moaned in ecstasy. She was
so incredibly turned on if he kept this up she was going to come
before he ever even entered her. She whimpered when he found her clit
and sucked it between his teeth, nibbling on it a little, and
couldn't keep herself from arching against his face when he removed
his fingers and replaced them with his tongue.

Shikamaru devoured her. Now that she
was quite horny and very into it he didn't have to worry so much
about being tender with her. In fact Sakura would probably hit him
at this point if he slowed down. He pulled his mouth back, breathing
against her slit, “Turn over, Sakura, stick your pretty little
ass in the air and press your thighs together tight.”

Sakura shuddered but did as she was
told. “Are you finally
going to fuck me?” she asked.

Shikamaru chuckled a bit. “Well,”
he said, “since you asked so nicely...” He adjusted
himself so his thighs were outside of hers, knowing this modified
doggie position would be even tighter and give both of them more
pleasure. “Stay relaxed,” he reminded her, though he
didn't think he really had to, before sheathing himself deep into her
pussy in one smooth stroke.

That was the final straw for Sakura:
just penetration alone was enough to make her cry out rather loudly
and orgasm. Shikamaru grit his teeth to bear it. He wasn't about to
stop here and while she was coming down from the high he began some
moderately-paced half thrusts.

“Sh-shikamaru...”

“I won't let you off the hook
so easily,” he answered. “Your pussy is so tight, I want
to enjoy it for a while.”

Sakura moaned as his strokes became
longer, her pleasure building steadily a second time, and she cried
out when his fingers, still slick with her juices, slipped inside her
ass. Her eyes widened in shock as he ground his hips into her,
hooking his fingers in her rear end and stretching and plundering her
ass first with two fingers, then three as he began to thrust again,
stretching her anus at the same time.

“Fuck...” the girl
cursed, unable to find another word to describe the ripples of
pleasure pounding through her body as his strokes became harder and
faster and her supposedly perfect breasts began to bounce as she was
forced a bit forward with each stroke.

Shikamaru's excitement was starting
to peak too. His balls slapped against Sakura's thighs and he moaned
with abandon in response to her soft cries. When he felt himself
getting close he pulled out, much to her protest, and removed his
fingers.

“Sh-Shika--”

Before she could even finish saying
his name to ask why he stopped when she was teetering on the edge of
her second orgasm she felt his thick cock ram into her ass.
Shikamaru gave her no time to recover from the sudden
penetration—dangerously close himself and not wanting to climax
in her juicy cunt—and thrust wildly into her tight ass.

Sakura arched back and cried out in
bliss, grabbing one of her breasts and squeezing it as she began to
orgasm again. “Nngh. S-s—saiii!” she screamed, a
rather Freudian slip as her juices dripped down her thighs.

Shikamaru didn't really care who she
fantasized about, her scream pulling him over the edge as he gushed
into the girl's anus, continuing with a few weak thrusts until he was
positive not a drop of his orgasm remained. There was no shower
here, after all. The only way to keep it relatively clean was if he
released every last drop inside.

He slid back out as the girl panted
helplessly and licked the juices off of her thighs, giving just a bit
more oral attention to her wet lips before falling back in the grass
beside her and staring up at the clouds. That had been a good fuck.

“Not that I didn't have fun,”
he said as she collapsed in a heap beside him. “It was great,
but maybe next time you get pissed off at a guy you want to fuck, you
should just fuck him and save yourself the aggravation.”

Sakura blushed as she realized what
she'd screamed with her second orgasm. She didn't like Sai, not
really. At least she'd never thought so before. He infuriated her
more than even Naruto could and she didn't think she could stand to
admit there might be something more going on there. “I'll
think about it,” she answered. “But it'll be a
disappointment if he's as small-dicked as you think he is.”

Shikamaru laughed a little and
shrugged. “Well, if it gets too bad, I'm sure my family has
some kind of medicine that will help him grow,” he joked.

Sakura found that oddly hilarious
and the two laughed about it for a while before exchanging one last
kiss and getting dressed.

In the tree line, a certain pale
skinned ninja was approaching after a lecture from Yamato to go
apologize to the medical nin when he paused, seeing the obviously
sex-spent pair exchange that heated kiss and frowned. Sai said he
didn't have emotions. He believed that about himself. But if that
was the case, what was this burning in his chest that made him want
to cause Shikamaru Nara more than a little physical discomfort? Was
this maybe...anger? An emotional invalid to date, Sai had no idea
what to do about it, but it certainly seemed as if Sakura wasn't in
need of any apologies right now. He turned on his heel and stalked
deeper into the woods. He wouldn't apologize no matter how many
lectures Yamato gave him about it, and as for Shikamaru Nara...he was
going to get it! Just what, exactly, Sai hadn't yet figured out, but
he determined that Shikamaru wasn't going to like it.

~TBC~

To
Reviewers:

llyoung: thanks. I can't help a few sarcastic remarks now and
again, and though I don't sit down and intentionally think 'I'm going
to be funny here' it tends to work out that some silliness leaks in.
Glad you're enjoying it so far.

charmpit: A valid point! And yes, he definitely is, especially
once he grew up! *fans self a little* I'm rather a fan of ShikaNeji
too (though as I said in an earlier reply to someone else right now
ShikaGaara is my obsession), but it's been done and done WELL by
quite a few people. I like to mix it up.
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