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Out In The Cold	By : PrplGrl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Shikamaru/Neji Views: 2377 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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True Feelings

Neji sighed a little, lowering his gaze and moving his hand down to rest against the younger man’s chest. “You’re going to answer my question from last night, aren’t you?” he asked in a quiet tone, almost sounding unsure.

“Yes,” Shikamaru replied, trying to sound neutral. There was no need to neither excite nor devastate the paler man right now.

Off-white eyes scowled at him. “I told you I don’t need an answer immediately, Shikamaru. My next birthday is still a ways off.”

“That would be cruel to make you wait that long, Neji,” the Nara replied evenly. “I thought about it most of the night and have come to a decision.”

The Hyuga’s gaze softened somewhat, looking at him expectantly. The way they stared right trough him made Shikamaru slightly shudder, remembering why he hated that look so much. He turned onto his back, needing to shift his attention to something else besides those pale orbs staring so intently on him. They were making him lose his focus and this was something Shikamaru needed to concentrate on fully.

“Well?” the older man pressed, slender fingers trailing delicately over his flesh beneath the blanket. Damn, that was fucking distracting.

Shikamaru sighed. “How should I put this?” he wondered aloud, trying to find the correct words to say how he felt without giving the other the wrong idea. It was quite difficult, the younger man finally deciding that perhaps he should be a bit blunt with this subject.

Slightly nodding to himself, the Nara cleared his throat. “Well Neji, I must say that the time we’ve spent together has been a lot of fun. I think of everyone I know, it would be a hard tossup between you and Chouji of who would be better to be stuck in here with. During this… experience I have come to a realization.” Shikamaru turned his head to lock gazes with the older man, seeing the swirling hope dance delicately with heart break within those off-white eyes. His focus slipped and he voiced his remaining thought before he could censor himself, “I really don’t like you.”

‘Fuck.’ He watched as the hope quickly flickered out and could have sworn he saw water start to pool within the pale orbs before the Hyuga immediately turned over, giving the younger man his back.

“Of course you don’t,” Neji replied in a very soft voice. “How could you? I treated you like shit most of the time so I can’t blame you for—”

Shikamaru placed a hand on a pale shoulder beneath the cloth, the other pinching the bridge of his nose again. “No… Neji, I didn’t mean it… like that,” he tried to explain, the hand at his nose running up through his hair in an almost frustrated manner. “Just… let me finish.”

The Hyuga turned onto his back as well, giving the younger man a tear filled angry gaze as the tanner male sighed again.

“I,” the Nara tried once more, “…I don’t like you… but….” He moved yet again to look into those hate-filled eyes, making sure his focus was at the front of his mind and that he knew exactly what he was saying. “…I think… I’m in love with you,” he concluded in a very soft voice.

Neji’s eyes widened almost comically and he slowly turned to fully face the younger man as he continued to speak.

“Since you climbed in here I’ve been getting these… feelings. I can’t even describe them properly, but they confused me and most likely frightened me, which was probably why I ignored them or looked over them completely. After sifting through them last night, they all led to one conclusion,” Shikamaru stared deeply into the older man’s eyes, trying to pour as much emotion as he could into his own, “that I love you, Neji.”

The Hyuga bit his bottom lip, more tears coming to his orbs that he tried to blink away, one of his hands grasping the younger man’s. “Shikamaru… you’ll marry me?”

Shikamaru couldn’t hide the smile that came to his lips even if he wanted to. “Now that’s a choice that came from a whole other area of expertise.”

Neji chuckled a little, sniffing and moving a bit closer to the Nara. “How’s that?”

Shikamaru’s brow drew together at the recollection. “I had this… really crazy dream last night.”

The Hyuga raised an eyebrow at the silence that followed. “Do I have to keep asking you or are you willingly going to talk about it?” he questioned.

The younger man shook his head a bit. “I’m not sure you really want to know.”

Neji pressed closer, their bodies flush against each other beneath the blanket. “Try me,” he whispered.

The Nara released a small laugh, one arm circling the pale man’s waist while the other propped his head up. “All right, just remember you asked for it. The dream… well, for me it was sad. You got married, Neji, and I was left regretting my decision to turn you down.” His hand ran along the other’s back as he stared into the older man’s eyes, suddenly very aware of the relief he felt at what he had seen was only a dream. “I wanted to kill the bastard you married; I think I even had a plan all thought out for some kind of anniversary party or something to pull it off.”

The older man smiled, running his hands up Shikamaru’s chest to meet behind his neck. “That doesn’t sound so bad,” he replied. “Who was I married to?”

“That’s what you don’t wanna know,” Shikamaru answered quickly, holding the other closer to him.

“Just tell me,” Neji gently ordered, “I’m not one for suspense.”

The Nara sighed; trying to inwardly prepare himself for the outburst he knew was to come. “…Gai.”

He couldn’t help but laugh at the shocked, disgusted, and horrified look on the older man’s face.

“It’s not funny!” Neji damn near squealed. “That’s fucking gross, Shikamaru!”

“H-h-he even had you in that… jumpsuit!” the Nara gasped out between laughs. His eyes watered when the paler man shivered in revulsion at the suggestion. He then realized the man in his arms was really fucking hilarious when he wasn’t acting all high-and-mighty.

Suddenly, Shikamaru found himself flat on his back, the Hyuga’s weight pressing him down as off-white eyes gazed directly into him again.

“You know, Shikamaru,” Neji said as the younger man’s laughter died away, “that’s twice you’ve laughed at me. It almost makes me think that you don’t take me seriously.”

The Nara smiled. “Of course I take you seriously. How can I not; you are Neji Hyuga, after all.”

Said man leaned close, almost touching his nose to the other as he whispered, “Then act as you say you do. Tell me how you feel about me, Shikamaru Nara.”

Shikamaru gazed up into those gorgeous eyes above him, hands gently resting on pale hips beneath the blanket as he spoke. “I love you, Neji, so much so that I want to marry you. I want to be a part of your life… forever.”

Neji released a shaky breath, pressing fully against the younger man’s body as their lips met.

The Nara moaned into the kiss, lightly rubbing his hips along the man atop him, enjoying the friction as his member began to stir. Of all the sex they’d had, for some reason Shikamaru knew that the sex in the future would be better. Perhaps because it would now include love and not just lust, and that idea alone was enough to excite the younger man more than he expected it to.

The paler man groaned in return and started thrusting his hips, pulling the Nara so they rolled over, Neji spreading his legs wide beneath the dark cloth, their lips not breaking contact. They laid there for a long while, tongues tangled in a new and never-ending war as their bodies moved sensually against each other.

Neji broke the kiss to whisper into the younger man’s ear, “Please take me, Shikamaru.”

The Nara wasn’t one to turn down the request, his erection rubbing along the other’s and causing further sparks to burst all along his spine. He quickly reached for the cold bottle of honey, twisting off the spout to dip his fingers into the sticky substance and reached between them, slowly circling the older man’s entrance.

The Hyuga flinched. “Ah! It’s cold, Shikamaru!”

“Now you know how I felt,” Shikamaru replied smoothly, sliding a finger passed the tight ring of muscle. He stretched the other as fast as he dared; making sure three of his digits could glide within his hole without any trouble before lubing up his straining shaft with more honey and carefully pressed into the man beneath him.

Neji moaned low in his throat, back arching as his arms wrapped tightly around the younger man’s shoulders. “Shikamaru….”

“Ah, Neji you’re so fucking tight.” Slowly, he began thrusting into the hot body clinging to him, loving the feel of the Hyuga’s muscles contracting around his sensitive flesh.

“Oooh, Sh-Shika…m-maru… ah, fuck my ass.”

The Nara damn near purred at those words; love or lust, it didn’t matter with dirty talk, and hearing those words come from that mouth was purely orgasmic. He doubled his pace, releasing breathy moans and began attacking the pale neck exposed for him. Pleasure rippled through his entire body, for some reason Shikamaru knowing it was from more than just his erection pounding into the older man’s tight hole. Something else was going on, something with his spirit maybe. It had something to do with how he felt on the inside, and his feelings were telling him to touch, kiss, and lick all the exposed flesh he could; map out the body writhing beneath his own.

Shikamaru groaned, preparing to start his exploration of the pale perfection that was Neji Hyuga.

A loud thud and a wave of fresh, cold air halted the men’s movements. Shikamaru looked up to see someone bundled up in dark snowmobile clothing standing in the now open door. Snow flew in from a strong wind and he shivered, pressing closer to the Hyuga, who he was still buried in to the hilt.

“How are you two fairing?” the figure asked as he removed his helmet, the younger man recognizing his father before the protection was removed. “Sorry it took so long to get you, but… I….” Shikaku looked at them without the tinted visor of the helmet and raised a curious eyebrow.

Shikamaru could feel the heat rising to his face; no doubt his father could tell what kind of position the two were in beneath the blanket and why they were in such a position in the first place. His blush darkened as the older Nara smiled.

“When’s the wedding?” Shikaku asked over a chuckle.

Neji chuckled as the youngest glared at his parent. “Dad! Shut the damn door!”

~~~~~~

Shikamaru sighed pleasantly as the hot water cascaded onto his still cold body. He took his time under the water before starting to clean himself, glad to finally get the dried on sweat, honey, and semen from his flesh. It wasn’t all that horrible being dirty, but given the choice, no matter who’s cum was smeared across his skin, the Nara would definitely be clean.

He and Neji had just gotten through eating a rather large breakfast his mother had made for them when they arrived back to the house. Neither had said anything about the engagement and Shikamaru didn’t really want to, not right away at least. There was plenty of time to pull the parents along and have some fun with them about it. He smiled at the chance of getting back at his father for breaking up their sex before.

Getting the majority of the dirt out of his hair, the Nara went to work scrubbing his body, stopping to scowl at the honey still glistening on his manhood. He and Neji didn’t even get the opportunity to finish what they’d started, let alone clean up from it. Shikamaru had felt very uncomfortable while he ate, the sticky substance smearing all over his thighs; his boxers had been lost within the folds of the blanket and had not been recovered.

Releasing a slightly annoyed breath, Shikamaru turned the knob to get the water a bit hotter, hoping to melt the honey off with little effort on his part. He held his limp member out, making sure it was beneath the heaviest stream and watched the sugary treat start to fall away. A small groan slipped passed his lips as he rubbed the underside of his penis, making sure it was completely free of anything sticky, the action causing the organ to begin hardening. He smiled a little, grasping his member tightly and slowly stroking the warm flesh.

“May I join you?”

The Nara turned, giving the man stepping into the stall a seductive look. “I thought you were taking a shower in my parent’s bathroom, Neji,” he replied, leaning back on the pale body that pressed against him.

“Your dad said it wasn’t working and that I should use yours,” the Hyuga explained, taking over the task of gently stroking his love’s erection.

Shikamaru moaned appreciatively, his hands reaching back to squeeze the older man’s ass and press him closer, greatly enjoying the hardness against his own ass. “He was probably lying,” he stated, slowly thrusting his hips into his… lover’s hand. ‘Yes… that’s what he is now.’

“Are you saying you want me to leave?” Neji asked in mock hurt, giving the member in his hand a light squeeze.

The Nara gasped. “Fuck no. I’ll help you get clean,” he offered, turning and grabbing the shampoo. He started at the top of his pale body, loving the feel of his love’s long, luscious mane gliding smoothly over his fingers as he washed it. He shared little kisses with the older man as he continued to work his way down, rubbing soap along those broad shoulders, down his pale chest and even into his navel, causing his lover to giggle at the sensation. “Ticklish?” he asked, raising an amused eyebrow.

The older man smirked a little. “Not really,” he replied, “I’m just not used to you touching me like this.” He ran his fingers through Shikamaru’s hair, giving him a tender gaze that sent a tremor down his spine.

Shikamaru abandoned his cleaning of the other to share a passionate kiss with him. What he had told the Hyuga in the jeep was true; he really did not like the man. He could list dozens of things Neji did that irritated, frustrated, or just outright pissed him off. There were only a few things the older man did that warmed his heart, had him trembling with need, or sent constant shivers running down his back. The Hyuga had only done those things recently, while they had been trapped, alone. The Nara found that he was greedy, wanting the little things, which excited him as often as possible. He had ultimately decided that even though the list of cons was much longer than the pros, the pros still outweighed the cons.

He moaned into Neji’s mouth, hands once more reaching down to cup pale cheeks and press them more tightly against each other. He could feel the older man’s erection pressing along his hip and another small sound escaped him as he rocked his pelvis. The Nara slowly brought a finger down and started circling Neji’s entrance, almost chuckling at feeling a stickiness still clinging to the flesh.

Shikamaru broke the kiss to smirk at the paler man, who returned it. “This can’t be comfortable,” the younger man noted, rubbing his finger along the puckered hole for emphasis.

The Hyuga released an almost inaudible moan and moved back against the digit. “It isn’t,” he agreed, looking at his lover with a pleading gaze. “I don’t suppose you could clean me up, Shikamaru.”

Said man’s smirk stretched into a smile. “Of course I can,” he murmured, gently pushing the older man so his chest was against the tiled wall of the shower. Neji hissed a bit at the coldness of it, but the Nara quickly leaned against him, loving the feel of his long, silky hair pressed between them. He kissed the older man’s ear, slowly dropping to his knees and gently kneading the flesh exposed to him. Shikamaru gently spread the buttocks to gaze at the older man’s anus a moment, watching as some of the honey was already starting to melt away from the ever cascading water above them.

He smiled again, leaning forward and running his tongue along the cleft of Neji’s perfect ass, licking up the honey stubbornly sticking to the skin. The Nara swirled the tip of his tongue at the entrance, pushing passed it a bit to find more of the sugary treat inside. He tried to lick it all up, but there seemed to be too much, as he kept tasting honey every time he entered.

“Oh Shikamaru,” Neji moaned above him. “It’s so deep inside me… I can feel it.”

Shikamaru almost frowned; his pale lover was right. He grabbed the bottle of body wash and lubed up his fingers, figuring that it might work. One hand grabbing the Hyuga’s hip, he gently pushed the soapy digit inside, moving it around to try and clean the honey out of his body.

The older man began moaning continually, thrusting his hips back onto the Nara’s hand as he added another finger. “Ah! Yes, Shikamaru! Oh fuck! Deeper, please go deeper!”

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow. His fingers were as far up his ass as they could go and he could feel the sticky substance deeper still, like his lover wanted. Releasing a small sigh of frustration, he decided that he should try another approach and use the very thing that had gotten honey shoved so far up the Hyuga’s ass. Removing his fingers, the younger man stood and lubed his aching erection with the body wash before placing the slippery organ at the paler man’s puckered hole.

Neji placed a hand on his waist, gently pushing him away as he turned around. The Nara smirked at the sight of his lover’s cheeks flushed, eyes clouded with lust and breathing heavily. Leaning against the tiled wall, the Hyuga brought his lover back to his body, wrapping his arms around the younger man’s neck and his legs around his waist. “It’ll… be easier… this way,” he said in a raspy voice.

The Nara chuckled, leaning forward to kiss his lover again as he pressed into his body. He could feel his shaft reach deeper than his fingers and immediately went to work, rotating his hips to try and wash away the honey he knew was there.

The older man moaned loudly in gratitude, back arching as his head thrashed wildly against the tile. “Fuuuuck,” he groaned.

Shikamaru smiled, starting an adlibbed rhythm of thrusting, rotating and pushing at different angles to erase every trace of the stickiness within the other. He found the sight of his lover writhing, moaning, and crying out at his movements more arousing than all of it, though. He pounded deep into his partner’s willing ass for a while before he stopped and pulled out, carefully dropping the older man’s legs to make him stand on his own.

Neji gazed at him with confusion. “Shikamaru?” he damn near whimpered.

The Nara gave him a deep, reassuring kiss and cupped his face. “Not here,” he whispered gently. The water was starting to become cold, the dial already sitting on the hottest setting and he quickly washed the remaining soap from both their bodies before shutting the water off.

Together they stepped out of the stall, Shikamaru grabbing the biggest towel he had and wrapped it around them both, their chests pressed firmly against each other. Sharing deep kisses, they slowly dried off, although the fluffy cloth was dropped at some point as their tongue war got more intimate.

Neji grabbed another towel and gently ran it through the younger man’s hair, getting the majority of the drips get soaked up before raising the cloth to his own mane. The Nara helped somewhat in grabbing another towel, seeing as the one already wet would not completely soak up all the water within those long locks.

Dropping the forgotten cloth to the tiled floor, Shikamaru grasped Neji’s hand and gently pulled him out of the bathroom and up to his unmade bed. Giving his older lover a lust filled gaze, he slowly descended to the sheets, laying on his back and leaving his naturally tanned flesh exposed to off-white eyes.

Neji appeared to appreciate the sight, lightly stroking his weeping erection as he visually molested the younger man’s body. When their eyes met, the Nara gave his love a smile, softly patting the sheets beside him. “Care to join me, Neji?”

The older man sighed, a slight smirk on his face as he reached for the nightstand next to him. “Can I give you something first?”

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow and nodded, sitting up as the paler man placed himself at his side. The Hyuga handed him a small black box, the younger man instantly knowing what was inside it. “Neji…” he whispered as he opened the parcel. His dark eyes widened slightly at seeing the gold band nestled comfortably within the dark pillows keeping it in place. It was mostly smooth, an engraved portion running through the middle like a brush stroke and a small, glittering diamond sat in the band.

The Nara was quiet a moment, gazing at the ring with awe and feeling a lump rise in his throat, which he pushed back. He wasn’t going to cry like a love-crazed schoolgirl over this.

“Neji,” Shikamaru whispered again, “you didn’t have to do this.”

“Yes I did,” the older man instantly replied, carefully taking the engagement band out of the box and gently slid it onto his lover’s left ring finger. “This way, I know nobody else will ever try to claim you before we’re married. You’re mine.” He tenderly kissed Shikamaru’s hand before sitting back a bit to gaze at his love.

The Nara looked down at the band on his slightly shaky hand and smiled; that ring did look very nice encircling his finger like that. “What if I change my mind,” he asked teasingly, not at all surprised when he was pushed down onto the mattress and a pair of off-white, loving eyes looked intensely at him.

“I’ll change it back,” Neji simply stated, rocking his hips against his lover’s, groaning at the friction.

“You’d better,” Shikamaru replied evenly, reaching up into the headboard and grabbing his ever present small bottle of lubrication, handing it to his pale lover.

The Hyuga took it with a smile. “I will,” he replied as he rubbed some of the gel onto his fingers. “No matter what it takes, I will keep you in my arms forever, Shikamaru.” He reached behind himself and plundered his hole, making sure it was nice and slick before pouring some of the lubricant onto his lover’s straining erection.

“Such a-a… romantic,” the younger man breathed out around a moan. He grabbed Neji’s hips as he positioned himself over the Nara’s shaft and slowly slid onto him. Shikamaru hissed at feeling that incredible heat surrounding him again and arched his back, loving the view of his love atop him, eyes closed, cheeks flushed once again, lips slightly parted as he gasped, starting a leisurely pace.

Soon enough, Neji was bouncing heavily onto his lover’s erection, moaning and gasping for air. Shikamaru raised his hips to meet the older man, groaning in the back of his throat at the look of absolute bliss upon the older man’s usually stoic face. He ran his hands up the pale chest, chuckling a bit when the new ring he wore caught a pink nipple, causing his lover to arch his back.

The Hyuga placed his own hand over Shikamaru’s, making the metal press against the sensitive nub and his speed increased. “Ah fuck! Shikamaru I—ah!—I’m going to—fuck!—cum!”

The Nara grabbed his lover’s bouncing erection in his free hand and started pumping it with the same speed. His own edge was near, but he wanted to hold off just a little bit, he had to see the glorious creature impaling himself on his length as he came. “Oh yeah,” he whispered, a slight smirk on his face as the words came to him from nowhere. “Come for me Neji… my love.”

Neji screamed his lover’s name… very loudly as he hit orgasm, shooting long strands of seed all over the younger man’s chest and stomach, eyes clenched shut, back bowing outward as long strands of hair fell delicately around his flushed face.

Shikamaru moaned, arching his back as he released his cum deep into his love’s body, a white euphoria he hadn’t experienced before surrounding his mind for a few long, glorious moments before he realized he needed to breathe again.

Slowly opening his eyes, the Nara found his lover collapsed atop his chest, panting heavily against his shoulder as he returned to earth even slower than Shikamaru had. Smiling, the younger man wrapped his arms around pale shoulders, a spark of happiness fluttering up his spine as his love’s arms wrapped around his torso in return. He brought his hand up to look at the beautiful gold around his finger and this time couldn’t stop a few tears from escaping his eyes at the realization of it all.

Shikamaru held Neji tightly. “I love you,” he whispered to the dozing man.

“Mmn… love you,” Neji mumbled back, seeming to already be half asleep.

He chuckled, sighing lightly and settled down with his lover, his love, his life, following him into slumber, amazed at what had all occurred while spending one night out in the cold.

End

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