When Morning Comes | By : PrplGrl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews and your patience! I finally finished this monster, now I feel a
bit drained *_* Anyway,
please enjoy and review!! -Prpl Grl
Life is Full of Surprises
“Where are we?” Minato asked, as
Shikamaru pulled into an unpaved parking lot.
The younger man merely shrugged,
parking his car next to some construction equipment. He was glad they decided to do this on a
Saturday; nobody would be working. “It’s
a piece of our land that dad wants to open for the public,” he explained,
getting out of the vehicle.
The blonde followed suit, walking next
to the Nara as they stepped onto a crudely-made trail that led into the
forest. “You wanted to give me a first
look before it opens?”
Shikamaru smirked a little. “Something like
that.” They strolled down the path for a
long while, the younger man hoping the people who were working on the land
hadn’t put up the fence to keep others from going on to the rest of the Nara
Forest yet. This was currently the
fastest way to get to his most favorite spot in the woods and he was going to
take advantage of it for as long as he could.
An almost inaudible sigh left him
at seeing the small dirt path that led away from the newly formed ones and
immediately began following it, the blonde right at his heels.
“Where does this lead?” Minato asked, voice genuinely curious.
“You’ll see.” After several minutes, the couple breached
the forest and Shikamaru smirked again as the blonde’s brilliantly blue eyes
widened, gazing out at what they had come across.
They were standing in a small
meadow perched on the side of a hill, which overlooked the vast amount of land
the Nara’s watched over. A large valley
of trees rested at the bottom of the scene, back dropped by a few small mounts
covered in the flush greenery. The
deciduous trees were just starting to turn for the fall and speckled all over,
mixing beautifully with the never changing pines. A gorgeously clear blue sky topped the
picture off, almost making the entire thing look like the most expensive of
paintings.
“Wow… Shikamaru,” Minato whispered,
eyes glued to the scene. “It’s
beautiful.”
“It’s been my favorite spot since I
was a kid,” he replied, lazily looking over the forest. “The cloud gazing here is the best.” He let the older man stare for a few minutes
more before gently tugging on his arm and pulling him to a bench carefully
positioned beneath a tree. They sat
together and watched as the sun slowly rose into the sky, pouring more of its
rays onto the forest below.
“This really is amazing,” the
blonde noted, placing an arm around the Nara’s shoulders. The younger man turned to him and lightly
blushed at the bright smile being given to him.
“Thanks for bringing me out here.”
“It was something to do,” Shikamaru
replied with a shrug. His heart began
beating a little faster as the older man leaned closer to him. Their lips touched and the Nara softly gasped
as the same sensation from the night before shot down his spine. The blonde immediately took the invitation
and slid his tongue into the younger man’s mouth, plundering it with a little
more force than before.
Shikamaru moaned. It excited him to know that the man of his
dreams was the aggressive type. His arms
wrapped around the blonde’s shoulders, trying to hold him tightly as Minato
pushed him back against the bench.
Another loud moan forced the Nara
to pull his mouth away and he gasped for air.
When had the older man trailed his hand down his body to cup his
groin? Shikamaru could still feel the
tingling left behind from the act, but could not remember it happening. A light squeeze to his growing erection
through his pants brought his mind back to the present. He arched willingly into the touch, watching
the tanned appendage grope him and loving the feel.
He shivered when the blonde
chuckled into his ear. “You certainly
are sensitive, Shikamaru,” Minato whispered hotly, sending a quiver down the
Nara’s spine and causing him to buck into his hand. “It does make me wonder… how would you react…?”
Shikamaru held his breath and
stilled as he watched the blonde’s hand skillfully undo the button to his pants
and slowly pull down the zipper. Fingers
softly traced the hem of his boxers, teasing his skin and making him tremble
again. Minato carefully slid his hand
beneath the fabric and wrapped cool fingers around heated flesh.
The Nara cried out and bucked. What blood that could be spared from his stiff
erection quickly raced to his cheeks, his eyes nearly crossing at the pleasure
from this man touching him. He whimpered
as the hand began stroking him and his hips followed the movement, breathing
becoming shallow and he held the blonde tighter. “Oh fuck… Minato,” he groaned,
his pace quickening. “I-ah!-I’m coming!”
“No you’re not,” the older man
whispered, wrapping his index finger and thumb very tightly around the base of
Shikamaru’s member.
Shikamaru growled in frustration;
he had been so close! His body began
shaking at being denied his release. He
panted heavily against the blonde’s neck, trying to roll his hips and get some
much needed friction. Minato, however,
did not relinquish his hold until the younger man had backed off from the edge
and wasn’t going to lose it over a simple touch. The Nara sighed when the grip on his member
was released, but pouted a bit as the blonde’s hand was pulled from his boxers.
“I have something much better in
mind,” Minato whispered in that sexy voice, sending another delightful shiver
down the younger man’s spine. He watched
as the blonde slowly slid from the bench to kneel inside the Nara’s already
parted legs.
Dark eyes widened as they looked
into the prettiest blue orbs he had ever seen, gazing back at him with a little
smirk and a twinkle within them.
Shikamaru was familiar with that look; Naruto had it. He would get that look a lot right before the
Uzumaki would do something mischievous.
Never had he thought Minato would have that same glint in his eye as he
was going to….
Shikamaru gasped and moaned, eyes
sliding shut as his erection was engulfed into that hot wet cavern that was the
blonde’s mouth. When had he released his
shaft from the fabric it had been confined in?
How could he miss such an obvious movement of his heated flesh? He silently decided that Minato might be too
much for him to handle. How many times
now had Shikamaru been distracted by those brilliantly blue eyes or that
gorgeously perfect smile? Probably too many to count.
He moaned again as the older man
sucked on his length, the blonde’s tongue dancing delicately over the slit and
making him whimper. The Nara opened his
eyes a moment and caught sight of the wooded valley at the bottom of the
hill. An excited shiver rippled up his
spine and doubled the pleasure he was receiving; they were outside.
Naruto had never, ever, been so daring as to want to have
any kind of sexual contact beyond the bedroom.
It could’ve had something to do with the fact that they weren’t actually
dating and were just having sex for fun, but Shikamaru had always been
disappointed by that. He loved the
outdoors just as much as he loved the blonde between his legs and having any
kind of sex in the forest was a huge turn on.
Shikamaru released a small sigh and
looked down at the blonde head bobbing on his erection. He raised a hand and combed it through those
wild locks and damn near purred; it was the silkiest thing he had ever touched. He had to moan again as his member was almost
completely swallowed in return.
“Ah… Minato,” the younger man
whispered, his heart going frantic at being able to finally voice that
name. “I didn’t know you… were
so-oh!-adventurous.”
The blonde made a low sound in the
back of his throat, the vibrations rippling down Shikamaru’s length and making
him clutch at the bench with his other hand, trying his best to stave off the
need to come for a little while longer.
Minato slowly removed the throbbing
flesh from his lips, but kept his hand stroking it, as he gazed up at the Nara
with amused blue eyes. “It shouldn’t be
that surprising, Shikamaru,” he finally replied, his tongue darting out to lap
at the pre-cum continually dripping from the younger man. “My son picked up a lot of his habits from
me, after all.”
‘N-not like this,’ Shikamaru thought as that mouth descended onto
his shaft again, this time sucking harder and taking him deeper.
The Nara bit his bottom lip to keep
from shouting as he tumbled toward completion, his eyes glued to the beautiful
sight of Minato’s perfect lips wrapped tightly around his dick. It was too much, and when the blonde started
softly humming, Shikamaru couldn’t hold back.
He didn’t even have enough time to warn the man between his legs as he
came, cursing loudly and emptying his seed into the back of the blonde’s
throat.
Shikamaru felt like the world had
lost its hold on him for a long while as he floated on nothing and could only
feel the lightness of a glorious euphoria surround him. He was almost sad to leave such an awesome
state, but knew it was worth leaving it to find those blue eyes smiling at him
when he finally opened his own orbs.
Minato’s smile widened. “You still with me,
Shikamaru?”
The Nara sighed heavily, leaning
his head upon the older man’s shoulder. “Holy fuck.” He
glanced down to see that his penis had been tucked away and his pants zipped
and buttoned again. His eyes caught the
sight of the blonde’s groin and the definite bulge there made his blood heat up
and sent a pleasing ripple through his body.
Every good deed deserved another.
Shikamaru raised his suddenly very
heavy hand to reach for his prize, when the blonde gently grabbed his
wrist. He looked at the older man with
confusion; did he not want the favor returned?
“It can wait,” Minato whispered,
giving the Nara a small kiss on the forehead.
“I can wait, Shikamaru.” He wrapped his arms around the younger man,
holding him close as the sun was starting to chase away the shade they were
sheltered in.
Shikamaru inwardly sulked. It just wasn’t fair! He wanted to taste Minato! He wanted to know what his aching erection
would feel like in his mouth, how salty his juices would be, and how his seed
would descend down his throat. The Nara
scowled a bit, even as he nuzzled the blonde’s neck. If there was one thing he was good at, it was
making others sorry for what they’d done.
A small smile graced his lips as he thought up several ways to make his
blonde Adonis pay for not letting him have what he wanted.
He would pay dearly….
~~~~~
An hour or two later, after
Shikamaru regained a bit of his energy by taking a short nap against the older
man, the Nara took Minato into town. He
drove to a small café that sat close to the park, where he made sure to start
his plan. As soon as they got out of the
car, Shikamaru stretched, arching his back and raising his arms above his
head. He was glad he decided to wear a
tight fitting button up shirt, as he was sure every movement of his muscles
could be seen beneath the thin garment and he knew the older man was watching
him.
They entered the small café and
were immediately shown to a table by a waitress the younger man knew quite
well, and not just because the little restaurant was one of his favorite hang
outs. She was going to the same college
and they had a few classes together. The
Nara found her to be nice, although could be a bit annoying at times, and
seemed to be very protective of him. She
would usually glare at any of the men he would bring by that she didn’t
recognize.
He was almost too shocked to speak
to see Temari smiling as she took
their order.
‘…she must actually approve,’ Shikamaru thought as he rambled off
one of his usuals.
Not that he needed approval from
anybody about who he dated; it just sort of eased some tension he didn’t know
he had been feeling until it happened.
At least he wouldn’t hear her complaining about it, but she would want
to know all of the details. Oh well, one
hurdle jumped.
They ate in relative silence,
Minato noting that he didn’t even know the café existed, and Shikamaru
explaining that it had only been around for a few years. He had come across it on accident himself
while wondering around the park with an empty stomach, and only got to coming
on a regular basis because of Temari.
After their meal, the dirty blonde
asked them if they wanted desert. Minato
declined but Shikamaru smirked; time to push his plans forward a bit. “Do you still have those homemade popsicles?”
he asked.
“Of course,” Temari replied with a
smile, “but because summer is over, we only have two flavors available; banana
and blue raspberry.”
“Blue raspberry sounds good.”
The woman nodded. “Comin’
right up!” She walked away,
giving the younger man a knowing smirk behind his date.
Minato raised a golden
eyebrow. “Homemade
popsicles?”
The Nara nodded. “Yup, made right here in the café. They’re lots better than any of those store
brands.”
The blonde smiled. “I’ll have to try one next time.”
Temari walked up to them, holding
the blue colored icy treat and handing it to the younger man. “Enjoy yourself,”
she whispered as she placed the check on the table and strolled away.
Minato gave Shikamaru a curious
look at the waitress’s statement, to which the younger man merely shrugged; she
just knew something the older man didn’t.
Slowly, he brought the popsicle to his lips and ran his tongue over the tip as if
tasting the flavor. He greatly enjoyed
the blue raspberry taste, but was enjoying more the blonde across from him as
he slid the cold treat into his mouth and began sucking on it. Those deep-ocean eyes seemed fixated on the popsicle as Shikamaru slowly sucked it into his mouth and
brought it back out, only to run his tongue over the areas his lips kept
getting stuck to. He allowed himself to
make small sounds; a tiny moan here, an almost
inaudible sigh there.
Minato’s lids fell to half mast as
the sucking continued.
The Nara let the cold confection
leave his lips a moment as he stuck out his tongue and ran it from the bottom
slowly to the top, swallowing what he’d captured on his tongue and licked his
lips. “This is really good,
Minato.” He sucked hard on the tip,
making a very quiet slurping sound and inwardly smirked as the blonde’s lips
parted, eyes clouding over with lust.
‘Looks like it’s time.’
Shikamaru released the popsicle and opened his
mouth wide, gently placing the treat onto his cold tongue and slowly, very
slowly, taking in… every… inch. His lips
closed around the stick and the tip touched the back of his throat. The Nara started sucking again, tilting his
head back a bit to let the juices run down his throat for a moment. He held there for as long as his lungs would
allow before he just as slowly pulled the popsicle out
far enough so he could breathe again.
Shikamaru continued his teasing
until the entire treat had melted away.
He gave the stick a few languid licks to top off the show and dropped it
onto his plate. “It’s too bad you didn’t
want one, Minato,” he said as he reached for the check, trying to sound as
alluring as he was casual. “They really
are delicious.”
The blonde blinked dumbly for a few
moments before clearing his throat and lightly shaking his head. “…looked like it,” he mumbled, blue eyes
gazing out the window as a very light blush touched his cheeks.
The Nara chuckled and paid for the
meal, walking the older man into the park.
Minato had gotten a bit more touchy-feely since that morning and
insisted on holding the younger man’s hand, much to Shikamaru’s embarrassment. He liked touch as much as the next person,
but had never dated anybody who was so open about it.
With a blush on his cheeks,
Shikamaru strolled around the park with Minato’s hand in his own. They passed the zoo and the younger man
suggested they go inside, seeing as there wasn’t a whole lot of people milling
about within. He never was a big fan of
huge crowds.
Paying for their admission, the
Nara was quick to go to his favorite animal; the wolf. They were inside a large building, which had
a large glass window looking out into the wolves’ exhibit, and Shikamaru was
happy to find two of the occupants still there, although looking a lot older
than he remembered. A strong feeling of
nostalgia overcame him and he sighed, eyes growing sad and hand going lax in
the older man’s.
Minato looked at his date with some
concern. “You okay, Shikamaru?” he asked
softly, standing close to the younger man and placing a hand on his shoulder.
Shikamaru shrugged, gaze not
leaving the wolves walking about in their habitat. “I… I just haven’t been here in such a long
time…. Not since… mom died.”
The blonde released a small sigh
and wrapped his arms around the Nara’s waist, holding him from behind in a
comforting way. “Did you come here a lot
with her?”
The younger man leaned against the
other. “No. They had just opened the wolf exhibit and my parents
thought it might be a fun family thing to do.
That was almost ten years ago now,” he whispered, hands gently clutching
the arms around him as they slightly tightened their grip. “It was then that I realized I was gay.”
Minato gave him a comforting kiss
on the cheek. “Just by looking at the
wolves?” he asked softly.
Shikamaru raised a hand and pointed
at two of the wild canines sleeping together beneath a tree, close to the
artificial cave the pack was calling home.
“Those two there… haven’t changed much.
They were the talk of the exhibit, having mated in captivity and were
the alphas of the pack. What astonished
everybody was that… they’re both male.”
The blonde chuckled. “I’m sure that stirred up some
controversy. I never was good at keeping
up to date with those kinds of things.”
The Nara continued to watch as one
of the wolves awoke and raised his head, looking around a moment before
nuzzling back down with his life partner and falling back into slumber. “My mother was interested in it, saying
something like it would be a good life lesson for me. We watched the pack and mom said that
sometimes people of the same gender get together like the wolves had. It was then that I realized that I didn’t
want to be with a woman for the rest of my life….”
“So…
is it okay then… if I like boys, mom?”
Shikamaru remembered asking that question, looking up at his mother’s
slightly wide eyes and praying she wouldn’t get angry with him.
Yoshino
knelt down in front of her son and gently grasped his shoulders. “Shikamaru, you are my son. I love you and I will always love you no
matter who you like. Be proud of who you are and don’t you ever let anybody tell you you’re
not worth it, okay Shikamaru?”
The
twelve-year-old gave his mother a confused look, tilting his head to the
side. “What do you mean, mom?”
The
woman gave her son a bright smile. “You
may be too young to understand it now, but never forget what I said and always
remember that I love you, Shikamaru.”
The Nara sighed sadly at the
memory; it had only been a short year later when his mother had been killed in
a bad car accident. ‘I haven’t forgotten, mom,’ he thought
very quietly, losing the battle to keep the tears in his eyes from
escaping. He turned and wrapped his arms
around the blonde, burying his face into his shoulder as a few sobs escaped
him.
Minato held him tightly, gently
rocking the younger man as he rode out the small burst of tears. “You really miss your mother, Shikamaru,” he
whispered when the Nara pulled away and quickly wiped his face clean of
moisture.
“I’m sure it’s no different with
your wife,” he gently commented with a sad smile.
The blonde looked away a moment,
his lips curling with a gloomy smirk of his own. “This is true.” He wrapped an arm around the younger man’s
shoulders as they started walking again.
“I miss Kushina every day, even more so when I look at Naruto; he has
her personality.”
“What would she have to say about
this?” Shikamaru asked, draping his own arm around the older man’s waist.
Minato chuckled. “Can you believe that she would laugh? All I can picture is her doubled over, saying
that she told me so and lightly complaining that this happened after she passed on.”
“She ‘told you so?’”
The blonde nodded, a bit of color
slowly spreading on his cheeks. “The
whole time we were dating, she kept insisting that I had an attraction for men,
but I always denied it. Up until she got
pregnant, Kushina was trying to get me to have a threesome with another man;
she was big into yaoi, but I still refused.”
He sighed heavily, small smile still in place. “I guess she got the last laugh after all.”
Shikamaru also smiled, silently
grateful that he probably wouldn’t be dealing with an irate spirit haunting
him.
They continued to wander around the
zoo, eventually finding themselves in the walkway
underwater. The blue light reflecting
through the water cast beautiful shadows over the blonde as he stared at the
fish swimming around them. Shikamaru
couldn’t focus on the aquatic animals, not with such a gorgeous being standing
right next to him. Minato’s eyes seemed
to have greatly intensified with color; the deep ocean blue appearing to sway
in time with the reflections across his face, which was almost glowing in the
light.
‘…I don’t deserve him,’ the Nara thought as his own orbs continued
to stare. He still had no idea how
anybody could be that beautiful… or
why anybody that beautiful would be
interested in him. He released a shaky
sigh when those perfectly blue eyes looked down at him with a smile.
Minato closed the distance between
them and softly placed his lips onto the younger man’s in a short kiss. After they parted, he glanced down at his
watch before starting to pull his date toward the exit. “We should get going, Shikamaru,” the blonde
said, holding the Nara’s hand firmly in his own. “I still have to make dinner for you.”
Shikamaru blinked,
his mind still with the fish as they walked out of the tunnel. “Wait,” he softly commanded when his thoughts
finally caught up.
The older man stopped and gave his
date a confused look. “What is it?”
The Nara smiled. “You took me out last night; it’s only fair
that I treat you tonight.”
“You paid for lunch,” Minato
countered, a smile of his own spreading on his face, “so I should get dinner.”
“No, this is my day to take you
out. I can’t have you—” Shikamaru was cut off when those
perfect lips were pressed onto his again.
A small moan rumbled softly in his throat when warm hands were placed on
either cheek.
Deep blue eyes gazed tenderly into
his own when they parted, the blonde’s words quiet as he spoke, “You can make
it up to me by making breakfast tomorrow.”
Breakfast? Shikamaru’s mind almost imploded; that meant
he’d be spending the night! Trying to
keep the bounce out of his step, the younger man grabbed his date’s hand and
began pulling him toward the exit. “We
need to have dinner first, right?” he whispered, heart pounding and face
flushed.
He’d finally have his chance.
~~~~~
Shikamaru was having a tough time
eating. It wasn’t that he didn’t have an
appetite; he’d been able to get very hungry while he was waiting for Minato to
cook the meal. The blonde had shooed him
to the living room to wait for dinner while it was being prepared at the
Namikaze’s house.
The food was excellent, too. The Nara knew the older man could cook, but
he certainly outdid himself with the simple yet delicious meal.
He could have said the problem with
eating lied with his nerves; he couldn’t really wait until dinner was over,
although his heart was pounding madly in his chest at the thought of being able
to touch that god-like body sitting just a few feet away from him. He knew he’d be wrong, though.
Shikamaru was just getting
distracted. Not only had the older man
gone all out with the meal, but he had also taken great lengths to make sure it
was extremely romantic. The dying light
outside was shaded by the curtains in the few windows that surrounded the dining
room and several candles had been lit; a few standing tall and proud on the
table while many smaller ones had been scattered about, giving off a soft light
and making the atmosphere feel very relaxed.
It was the fact that Minato
Namikaze was sitting next to him without a shirt that had the younger man
focused on… other things.
He couldn’t help but let his dark
eyes gaze over the toned chest bare before him, dark
pink nipples almost begging him to reach over and pinch them, muscles lying
just beneath sun kissed flesh flexing with every movement. The candlelight danced over the older man’s
skin in a very teasing way, making Shikamaru kind of jealous, wishing he could
do what the light was. He could feel his
pants tighten with every passing moment and it was just getting hard to eat
when he really wanted to pounce on the blonde and fuck his brains out.
For what felt like the thousandth
time, the Nara lightly shook his head and shoved food into his mouth, trying to
keep his eyes focused on his plate and not what he wanted to be on his plate.
This seemed to last for hours to the younger man; his penis almost in
pain it was so hard.
When he finally cleaned the dish he
had been given, Minato immediately asked if he wanted seconds, to which he
quickly declined. The blonde gave him a
knowing smirk and slid his chair closer to Shikamaru, blue eyes flickering with
the candlelight.
“Would you like some dessert?”
Minato asked, resting an arm on the table and facing the Nara, almost looking
as if to rise and go into the kitchen.
Shikamaru’s eyes immediately ran
down that perfect torso, gaze resting on the older man’s lap before returning
back to that gorgeously smiling face. “I
would,” he finally replied with a smirk.
“What do you want?” The words left those plump lips in a hushed
whisper, the younger man noticing how the blonde’s legs parted a bit.
Releasing a small sigh, trying to
calm his slightly shaking hands, Shikamaru looked straight into amused blue
orbs. “And here I’d thought that’d be
obvious,” he said around a soft chuckle.
Minato leaned in close. “Do you… want me, Shikamaru?” he asked, voice low and
seductive.
The Nara shivered at the tone,
nodding dumbly as his gaze was lost within those beautiful eyes.
The blonde leaned closer. “Then take me.” He touched his lips to the dazed younger man,
quickly sliding his tongue into the willing mouth and wrapping his arms around
the other’s waist.
Shikamaru moaned, his hands
immediately coming in contact with the older man’s warm flesh. Still lip locked with his date, the Nara
began exploring the wide expanse of Minato’s chest, lightly teasing pecks and
pinching nipples until they were hardened nubs and gently rubbing abs, dipping
his finger into the older man’s bellybutton.
Every motion brought out a different sound from the blonde, which was
swallowed by Shikamaru even as he was memorizing it all.
He couldn’t wait much longer,
having wanted to be able to please the man who held his heart for so long;
Shikamaru left those perfect lips to trail his tongue along a square jaw line,
down a slender neck and swirled around pert nipples. He kissed his way down the center of a tight
abdomen until lips met hands at the button of the blonde’s bulging pants.
Strong hands were at the Nara’s
shoulders as he carefully kicked his chair away, kneeling between parted legs
and quickly undoing the button and pulling down the zipper.
“Aren’t we eager,” Minato joked,
spreading his legs a bit more and lightly massaging the younger man’s shoulders.
“You shouldn’t be surprised,”
Shikamaru countered, his voice husky and rushed. “You’ve made me wait forever for this.” Before the older man could respond, Shikamaru
reached into Minato’s boxers through the opening and shivered again as he
grasped hot, soft, pulsing flesh. He
slowly pulled the organ out of confinement, gently stroking it as he gazed at
how perfect the blonde was.
A clear drop started oozing from
the slit and his own erection pulsed. Swallowing a few times, as Shikamaru’s mouth
was watering at the sight, he tentatively leaned
forward and swiped his tongue over the moisture.
The Nara almost moaned; he’d never
tasted anything like it before! How
could this man, while having the same salty flavor as all pre-cum did, also
have a certain taste that was his alone?
He immediately wanted more and wrapped his lips tightly around the head,
sucking lightly and lapping up the delicious liquid.
Shikamaru heard a small moan above
him and slowly took more of the blonde’s length into his mouth. He briefly remembered the popsicle
he’d had earlier and began giving the erection between his lips the same
treatment.
He gave the organ a few hard sucks,
released it and trailed his tongue along the underside to lap at the slit for a
few moments before sucking it in again.
One of Minato’s hands began lightly
rubbing the back of his neck, moaning and hissing as the younger man continued
to tease his oversensitive organ.
Shikamaru played for a few minutes
longer, before he decided to try the final trick he had done with the icy
treat. Taking a deep breath, he very
slowly slid down the aching length, relaxing his throat as the tip reached the back
and went a little further, when the younger man’s nose was brushing against the
cotton boxers. He started sucking,
trying to move his tongue along the large vein pulsing against it, the blonde
panting heavily.
“Ah gods… Shikamaru,” Minato
groaned, slightly thrusting his hips into the Nara’s face.
The younger man purred at the sound
of his name, the sound rumbling from the back of his throat and rippling down
the erection still resting there.
“Oh fuck!”
Shikamaru was just starting to pull
away when the curse reached his ears, but not a moment later his mouth was
quickly filling with hot globs of seed.
He moaned and gratefully drank it down, licking at the tiny opening to
get it all. He released the length with
an audible slurping sound, swallowing what was left on his tongue and panting
softly.
Minato released a small cry and a
final spurt of cum shot from his softening member to land on the corner of the
younger man’s mouth. It slowly ran down
his chin as dark eyes gazed up into lust-filled blue ones. The older man’s face was flushed, lips parted
as he gasped for air.
Gently pulling Shikamaru up to sit
in his lap, the blonde almost slammed their lips together, licking up the last
of his ejaculate and quickly unbuttoning the younger man’s shirt. He pulled the white garment down to pool at
the Nara’s elbows, since Shikamaru didn’t want to relinquish his hold on the
older man’s neck.
It was almost too good to be
true. The man of his dreams was damn
near shoving his tongue down his throat and was coming close to ripping his
clothes from his body. Pleasant trembles
kept rippling down his spine and Shikamaru could do little more than feel; touch the body before him and
enjoy the touches he was being given.
One of Minato’s hands reached into
his hair, pulling the tie away and letting dark locks fall free. The blonde pulled away and gazed at the
younger man.
Shikamaru’s eyes darted all over
the flushed face and swollen lips and lightened eyes; it was better than he
ever had imagined.
The older man leaned close, their
abused lips almost touching. “Bedroom,”
he whispered, voice hoarse, “now.”
The Nara got the hint and stood,
quickly helping his love blow out candles as they headed to the staircase. Before the younger man could get to the first
step, Minato grabbed him and pinned Shikamaru to the wall, giving the Nara a
fierce kiss.
Shikamaru moaned,
hands gliding over that perfectly sculptured chest as their hips moved wantonly
against each other. He was slightly
surprised to find the older man ready for another round so quickly; it would
take a lot of teasing and touching to get Naruto hard a second time.
He pushed the thought away when
Minato reached down and began squeezing the younger man’s butt cheeks, the
friction growing between them. Shikamaru
began to wonder if they’d even make it to the bedroom.
“Go get ‘im, dad!”
The very familiar and unexpected
voice made both men halt their movements.
Minato whipped his head around. “Naruto?!”
Shock quickly ran through the
younger man’s mind. Naruto? What the hell was he doing here?! He had to take a deep breath even as his
heart was now racing for a different reason than it had a mere moment
before. A little fearful, Shikamaru
peeked over the blonde’s shoulder to see Naruto Uzumaki standing by the door,
overnight bag slung over his shoulder as he smiled at his father.
Blue eyes so much like their
father’s moved to lock intently on the Nara hidden by the older blonde. Naruto’s smile quickly melted away, eyes
widening and confusion and shock swirling within his gaze. “Shikamaru?!”
Said man was able to pull off a
small chuckle. “Hey
there, Naruto.” Even as the words
left his mouth, the Nara could feel the mood of the room shift. Naruto’s eyes kept bouncing from his father
and back to his friend.
“Uh… what are you doing back so
early?” Minato asked, seeming to try and lighten the atmosphere. “I thought you weren’t coming back until
tomorrow.”
His son didn’t answer as his gaze
finally stopped on the Nara. Shikamaru’s
own eyes widened a bit at the hurt he saw lying within those blue orbs. They only fixated on him a moment more before
Naruto ran passed them, darting up the stairs and slamming his door shut.
Had Shikamaru seen… tears within his friend’s eyes?
Minato released a long sigh, making
the younger man return his attention to him.
“That could’ve gone better.” He
stepped back and put his limp member back into his pants. “I should talk to him.”
“Let me,” Shikamaru said, buttoning
up his shirt. It seemed that whatever
problem Naruto had it was with the Nara and not his father. “I’ll talk to Naruto. This was because of me anyway.”
The blonde smiled softly as he
walked back toward the kitchen. “Don’t
make it sound like you’re to blame.” He
disappeared into the other room and came out a moment later as Shikamaru finished
buttoning his shirt and handed him his hair tie. “You should probably look as normal as possible.”
The younger man nodded his thanks
and grabbed the elastic string, his hand immediately being caught by Minato’s
own. He gave the Nara a quick kiss. “Good luck, Shikamaru,” he whispered.
Shikamaru gave the man he loved a
small smile and turned away, slowly ascending the stairs while putting his hair
back into place. He reached his friend’s
door and gently knocked. “Naruto?”
“Go away!” came the angry reply
from the other side.
The Nara took a deep breath and
slowly opened the door; peering inside to find his blonde friend sitting on his
bed, face in his hands, shoulders slightly trembling. Shikamaru stepped inside and shut the door,
carefully walking over and sitting beside the other. “Naruto?” he asked again.
The Uzumaki raised his face and
tear filled blue eyes glared hotly at the other. “How long?” he hissed.
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow. “How long what?”
The anger in the blonde’s blue eyes
doubled. “How long have you been fucking
my dad?!” he practically shouted.
The Nara slightly flinched at the
words and a small scowl touched his features.
“I haven’t been ‘fucking’ your dad, Naruto.”
“Then what the fuck did I just come
home to, Shikamaru?!” Naruto continued, standing and
quickly walking to the window. “The two
of you were fucking half naked and
fucking humping each other!”
“Naruto,” Shikamaru tried,
straining to keep his voice as neutral sounding as possible, when he truly had
no idea of what he should exactly say to his pissed off friend, “… it was just
a date.”
“…a date?” The tears in the blonde’s eyes increased as
he looked away. “I guess that makes
everything fine, then, doesn’t it?! My
friend is dating my father who is twice
his age!”
The Nara quietly growled and
stood. “Damn it, Naruto, age doesn’t
have anything to do with love!” He
almost regretted his words at seeing those blue eyes widen in further
shock. He stood with his back a little
straighter; Shikamaru would not back out of it now.
“…love?” The word came out as a choked sob from the
blonde’s quivering lips.
“Yes,” Shikamaru answered. “I’m in love with Minato; I have been for
several years now.” He watched as Naruto
stared hard into his eyes for several moments before looking away again, this
time giving the Nara his back and softly crying against the wall beside the
window. “We were going to tell you about
this, Naruto, but your father wanted to make sure it was going to be something
serious that we both wanted to pursue before doing so.”
“Why didn’t you tell me you loved
him?” the blonde whispered, turning his head slightly to gaze at the other man. “I thought we were friends… told each other
everything.”
Shikamaru shook his head, eyes
staring at the floor, a small feeling of guilt rising in his chest. “I… was afraid to tell you, Naruto. I figured you’d be angry with me.”
Naruto nodded, a shaky hand running
through his unruly golden locks. “So
this whole thing is my fault then.”
The Nara raised wide eyes to his
friend, taking a few steps toward him. “No
it isn’t! How can you blame yourself for
what I feel?”
The blonde glared at the other
again. “If you would have told me,”
Naruto almost growled, “then I wouldn’t have walked in to see my dad almost
fucking someone my age into the fucking wall!”
Shikamaru pinched the bridge of his
nose, trying his best to ease his frustration.
Somehow he got the feeling that this really had nothing to do with
age. “Man, what the fuck is with you,
Naruto?! You’re reacting to this worse
than I thought you would!”
“What’s with me?” Naruto slammed his fist into the wall. “Damn it, Shikamaru! You’re fucking in love with my dad while I’m
in love with you!”
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