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Obsessions	By : sonotgoingthere Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1318 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gods,
Shikamaru was hard. Neji could feel the hot press of Shikamaru�s cock against
his thigh. He had Shikamaru pinned to the wall with his leg wedged between the
Shadow Users. His hands pressed the other�s wrists to the wall.

Neji panted
as he eyes sought Shikamaru�s face. Damn it, he wanted to know if the Nara was flushed and panting, just as
he�d imagined the other would be.

Shikamaru
was gorgeous. He was flushed, and
panting, like a siren, calling Neji deeper into madness. Shikamaru�s hair
brushed against Neji�s finger tips, the spiky ponytail reminding Neji of
another of his favourite fantasies.

Neji
cautiously slid the Nara�s hands closer together and crossed the younger
man�s wrists over his head. He transferred his grip to one hand.

Shikamaru was
tense, frozen in place. He could decide to resist at anytime. Neji knew that.
He didn�t want to this end here, but he wasn�t sure how far he could push his
luck. Slowly he brought his free hand to Shikamaru�s hair. He slipped his hand
down to the base of the other�s head and stroked upwards.

Shikamaru
stared at him as if torn between shock and arousal. His eyes tried to follow
Neji�s hand as it drifted to his hair tie. It gave his face an odd grimace,
almost as if Shikamaru was trying to look though the back of his eye sockets.

Neji�s
fingers curled into Shikamaru�s thick hair. Soft yet strong, the locks curled
themselves around his fingers like treadles of shadows, begging, inviting, as
Neji pulled the hair tie out of Shikamaru�s hair. Freed of their confines, the
tresses fell to curtain the Nara�s face, beautiful, soft, and
luxurious against Neji�s sensitive finger tips.

Neji
moaned. Soft, he thought, his hair is soft.

�I like it
better when your hair is out,� Neji purred. Tied up on top of his head, it
seemed that Shikamaru�s hair was all one length, like Neji�s. Released, Neji
could see that the choppy layers that separated to fall along Shikamaru�s
cheeks. The entire front half was a different length than the back. Neji
wondered if that was what gave Shikamaru�s ponytail that distinctive
appearance.

The object
of his obsession moaned as Neji plunged his fingers through his hair. He used
the grip on Shikamaru�s hair to bring his face closer, ever closer and ghosted
his lips over the Shikamaru�s. Neji used firm strokes of his fingers over the
base of Shikamaru�s head to ease the tension that had collected there during
their argument.

��I can give you so much more than just a back
alley blow job, Shikamaru-Kun,� Neji murmured over Shikamaru�s lips. �I can
give you passion; I can give you pleasure,
I can make you moan and -�

Shikamaru
looked at Neji sharply from the corners of his eyes. Again, Neji could read the
emotions in the dark orbs. Prove it, they
screamed. Challenged.

Neji
smirked.�

His mouth
strayed to the other�s ear. Neji licked the lobe, and then sucked it into his
mouth. Shikamaru�s earring made for a pleasant contrast to the soft skin.

Shikamaru�s
breath caught in his throat at the contact, his body coiling like a snake ready
to strike. The danger was palpable. Neji shivered at the intensity of the
moment. Time hung over the sharp blade of indecision. Either Shikamaru would
accept this, accept Neji, or he would
throw him out, and never speak to him again.

Reality
slowed to individual heart beats. He could hear his own steadily beating heart,
and the rapid countenance of Shikamaru�s. They both hung on an edge that
couldn�t be seen, about to enter a future that couldn�t be predicted, not even
by Shikamaru.�

He dropped
his mouth to the crest of Shikamaru�s shoulder, where it rose to meet his neck.
If he could never have another moment like this, he would make this one it damn
well count. His lips found purchase on the Nara�s flesh. He tasted the dewy tang of
Shikamaru�s slightly sweaty skin, inhaled the scent of earth and cinnamon. He
had to do it now, before Shikamaru gathered his wits and denied him.

He opened
his mouth wide and allowed his teeth to graze the flesh of Shikamaru�s nape. It
may not stick, it may not stay, but just this once, he would ignore propriety
and take what he wanted. His teeth sung into the flesh, biting down hard, trapping Shikamaru between the
hard and sharp protrusions.

Mine, screamed Neji internally. Damn, damn it, your mine.

Shikamaru�s
resolve broke.

Time
resumed its course with a sound like waves captured in a shell against his
ears. The rushing, charging sensation was not contained in his ears; it soared
through his blood, warped his vision, and blurred his thoughts. It was like the
world had stopped for that moment of indecision, and now that the choice had
been made, it seemed to double its rate, and crashed down on Neji like a
revelation.

Shikamaru
moaned, desperate, volatile as Neji had never been able to imagine. The younger
man�s head tipped back against the wall, like his neck had given up the fight
to keep it upright. Neji found the moist lips and claimed them in a kiss.

The
passion, the heat, the intensity of the kiss spurred Neji on. He tightened his
grip on the Nara�s hair, pulling Shikamaru deeper into the kiss,
holding him tightly as he plundered his mouth. His tongue found Shikamaru�s and
slid past it to explore the wet, hot, delicious mouth.

This was
what Neji had been dreaming of. This was what drove him to obsession, to
madness. He knew the moment he�d seen Shikamaru�s eyes slide shut in bliss that
the Nara was capable of so much more passion, so much more need, and the thought
of uncovering it, unlocking it, had tantalized him, tempted, maddened him. Now he had Shikamaru
moaning in his arms the madness seemed right. Normal.

All he
could think of was making Shikamaru scream with pleasure, making the younger
man�s eyes glaze over in bliss.

Neji pulled
back and gasped for air.

�Debauched
is a good look for you, Shikamaru.� Neji grinned at the blissful expression on
his Lover�s face.

Yes, Lover, he sneered at his conscience. He�ll learn it soon enough.

He dug his
figures in to Shikamaru�s scalp. The increased pressure drained the remaining
tension from Shikamaru�s body, like a puppet with its strings cut. The younger
man�s body became malleable, and draped over Neji in a loose limbed sprawl
similar to Shikamaru�s normal slouch. Shikamaru moans took on an entirely new
tone, softer, richer; deepened by longing and need.

This is what the books talked about. Not
the frantic fumblings of alley way blow jobs. This passion, this trust, this need. This is what kept Neji
awake at nights, and what drove him to the point of obsession.

Neji
moaned. �That�s it, let go. I�ll look after you,� said Neji. His voice was
closer to tender than commanding. It felt right to Neji.

Neji pushed
Shikamaru�s wrist against the wall firmly, a silent command, then released them.
His hand hovered for moment, unsure if Shikamaru would comply. The Nara�s arms remained in place.

Neji
recaptured Shikamaru�s lips. He drank in the feel of Shikamaru�s mouth against
his, his lips moving lazily against Neji�s. Once, twice, three times Neji
recapture the lips. He guided Shikamaru�s hands over his shoulders and anchored
them around his neck. Shikamaru tightened his grip slightly, arms loose but
locked around Neji.

Neji could
feel the muscles in Shikamaru�s arms cord and release as the Shadow User moaned
in his embrace. No longer content to be passive,
Shikamaru writhed in his arms, seeking friction to calm is tingling skin.

Neji
trailed his hands up Shikamaru�s arms. Light and teasing. He explored the curve
of his forearm, his elbow, up to the hard muscles of his biceps. Shikamaru�s
body felt amazing trapped between Neji�s knee and the immovable wall.

His hands
crept down Shikamaru�s shoulders, then his back. He pulled the younger man
closer, chest to chest, and took the weight of Shikamaru�s upper body against
his own. Shikamaru�s own weight and gravity pressed the Nara more firmly to Neji�s chest.

Shikamaru
brought his hands to Neji�s shoulders to steady himself.

His hands
continued down Shikamaru�s� back, firmer, pressing to the patches of coiled muscle.
He could do with a proper massage, thought
Neji. Neji explored the Shikamaru�s back as he renewed their kiss. Firm
pressure soothed the tension lurking under the Nara�s lazy posture, pushing and pulling
the muscles into release.

It felt
good to have Shikamaru lean into him, so good to have him
pressed up against his body, seeking warmth and comfort. Neji felt like a king,
a prince, a master with Shikamaru leaning into him. He felt powerful, empowered
in a manner he�d never even known existed.

Neji�s left
foot went forward, half moon pose and mounted Shikamaru across his thigh.
Shikamaru kissed him unashamedly as Neji shift them so the younger man�s full
weight was supported against him.

�Fuck,
Neji, oh fuck,� moaned Shikamaru as
their bodies slotted together like pieces of a puzzle. �Neji�s hands gripped his hips.

Neji used
his grip to slide the Nara�s groin down his thigh for an inch and then hauled
him closer, flush with his own groin. Shikamaru�s own thigh rubbed against Neji�s
hardness, making him moan.

Neji rubbed
himself against Shikamaru�s hard cock, pulling the younger man down as he
ground against him. Shikamaru alternated between standing on balls of his feet
and feet flat to the ground to keep his balance. Neji was grateful for their
similar heights � he could never have done this if they weren�t nearly the same
height.

��Keep doing that, Shikamaru.� A moan escaped
him as Shikamaru complied. �I like it when you rock against me,� whispered
Neji.

Shikamaru
moaned over Neji lips. �So good,� said Shikamaru, suppressed moan still evident
in his voice.

�Do you
like teasing me, Shikamaru? Does it excite you to get me hard for you?�

Shikamaru
moaned in lieu of a reply.

�I know
what you need, Shikamaru. I know you crave the reprieve of touch. I just want
to help you. That�s not bad, is it, Shikamaru? Just two people, wanting to
share some relief?�

�You know
what I need?� asked Shikamaru, dazed with lust.

�Yes. You
need to remember that you�re a pretty face as well as a genius. You need to
stop thinking and just feel for a while, don�t you?�

Shikamaru
made no reply, but watched Neji warily from under his eye lids.

�You need
to stop thinking and just be for a
while, don�t you?�

Shikamaru
eyes closed. His head tiled to rest against the Neji�s shoulder. Their hips
ground against each other, heat pooling between their hard cocks, friction
igniting new sensations with each drag of Shikamaru�s body against his.

�Yes,� he
said, quietly

�I think
that�s why you like to gaze at the clouds. You feel the wind on your skin, the
grass under you, and the scent of the forest around you.�

Neji
continued to thrust their bodies together. Shikamaru�s hands gripped his
shoulders tightly as he reciprocated. Shikamaru�s breath came in soft pants
over the exposed skin of Neji�s neck.

�I can make
you feel so good, Shikamaru, so very good,� he whispered.

.Shikamaru
made was his best described a whine as he clutched Neji to him.

He going to come, thought Neji, fuck that�s so hot.

�You wanna come, Shikamaru?�

Neji leaned
in close to Shikamaru�s ear, diagonal to where Shikamaru�s head rested against
his own shoulder. He lipped the Nara�s ear lobe gently.

�I could
fuck you,� he said in a cross between a whisper and a growl. �I could pin you
to the wall and push my cock into you.�

The
reaction was immediate. And desperate. Shikamaru gripped Neji with stunning
force as he writhed against him. One full body shudder wracked Shikamaru�s
frame as he screeched out a broke string of curses.

Neji could
feel the sticky warmth of Shikamaru�s come seep
through the cloth of his trousers. The feel of Shikamaru�s pleasure soaked body
draped over him, completely trusting, the blush on his cheeks, pushed Neji over
the edge.

His final
shred of sanity was used to capture and protect the back of Shikamaru�s head as
he slammed the both back against the wall as he pressed his cock to Shikamaru.
He gripped the younger man tightly as his pleasure overtook him, rutting
against him in hard, short strokes until the final notes of his orgasm faded
into shivers along his spine.

Neji felt
drained of all energy. As lazy as people accused his lover of being. He barely
mustered the strength to carry Shikamaru to the couch. More drag than carry. He
laid Shikamaru between his legs, still sticky with his release, and curled the
other man to him.

He
stretched his legs out on Shikamaru�s couch and positioned its owner over his
chest, the dark hair spilling over Neji�s arms as he curled Shikamaru to him.

Shikamaru
seemed dazed. His breathing had yet to calm to a normal rhythm.

�I have
some books. On this. I�ll bring them over tomorrow.�

Shikamaru
raised an eyebrow, stirring the minimum number of muscle to convey his
confusion.

Neji tilted
the younger man chin towards himself. He gripped his jaw when Shikamaru seemed
like he would turn his head. �Did you think this would be a one time thing?�

�No. But
books won�t be necessary ��

�They
will,� said Neji firmly. �You will read the books. Not negotiable. Research is
needed for any successful training.�

�Training?�

�Yes,
training.�

�So now
this is training? I thought you said it was a mission.�

�Don�t be a
brat, Shikamaru.�

Shikamaru
pushed against Neji�s hold. His resistance was met by Neji�s own. Arms locked,
they gauged each other�s eyes. Shikamaru�s eyes narrowed at Neji. Trust, thought Neji, is so damn important.

�You
enjoyed this, more than you enjoyed your � time � with Genma. If I�m to help
you with your needs Shikamaru, I will do it correctly, not in a back alley. You
will read the books, or I won�t be doing this with you again.�

Shikamaru
was silent. They remained locked in each other embrace, neither backing down
nor moving on. The silent struggle continued for what seemed an eon, but was
actually no more than a handful of heart beats.

Shikamaru
head slowly returned to it place on Neji�s chest.

�You�d do
this again?� he asked quietly, eyes averted.

�This,
Shikamaru,� he murmured seductively, enticingly, �is nothing compared to what I
will do. I didn�t even get you naked. Imagine what we can do naked. I�ve read
the books. They�re tantalizing.�

A single
finger traced the edge of Neji�s shirt. It paused to explore the button and
turned downwards to stoke his side. Neji leant back against the arm of the
couch and simply enjoyed the sensation of Shikamaru touching him.

�Do I have to
call you master?� whispered Shikamaru. His nose buried itself in Neji�s shirt
as the blush crept up Shikamaru�s cheeks.

Again, Neji
tilted Shikamaru�s face up to meet his own.�
�Is that what you want?� he asked, lips drifting over Shikamaru�s.

�I � I�m
not sure.�

Neji graced
him with a gentle smile. �Read the books first. Then, maybe, then you�ll be sure.�

They kissed
softly. Shikamaru dropped his eyes to the button his finger keep returning to
explore. Shikamaru�s shirt was lopsided on his shoulder, exposing the patch of
flesh he was coming to think of as �his�; it was darkened with the stain of
Neji�s passion.

Neji
smirked.

Mine.

Neji used
the walk back to the compound to ponder his next move.

Neji wasn�t
sure if he was a total bastard or a concerned friend. He absentmindedly played
with the bristly end of a piece of his recently cut hair.

Maybe I�ll get it layered.

His
conscience had sat sulkily in the back corner of his mind all afternoon. Its
rumbled complaints could finally be heard of screeching joy of his wayward
thoughts.

You made trouble for Genma on
purpose, you Bastard, his conscience muttered peevishly, and
you did it knowing that Genma would choose Raidou over Shikamaru.

He wanted
to feel guilty about it. He didn�t. Genma should choose his lover. Shikamaru
needed a reason to stop acting as he had been acting. �Everything was how it should be.

And the fact that it led the Nara right into your arms
was never a consideration, was it? countered his fuming conscience.

No. That
was just a boon.

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A/N � My synopsis was a mess. Each
chapter has its own rampant plot bunnies attacking me as I wrote. It�s made the
writing process a little slower, as herding plot bunnies back into an even vaguely
linear plot is akin to herding cats. With toilet paper.
In the rain.

I hope you�ll all be glad to know
that I have whipped them all back into line (having abandoned the toilet paper
in favour of the much more useful whip over the
weekend) and will now resume your regularly scheduled updates.

REVIEW REPLIES

xXKitsuneXx � they�ll bang
like a screen door in a hurricane once I�m done with �em.
And yeah, it is hard to find good stories, which is why I end up writing.

Drivven Labyrinth � thanks for helping me with that � I
appreciate it. and yeah, the computer issues would have
made me cry too.

Tyra � my most loyal reviewer! I�m glad the story still
has you hooked, it�s great to know that people like
it.�

And yeah, I love that Hinata and Hinabi made the cushion. It
appeals to corrupted nature.

countdown � yeah, his ass deserves to be kicked for that
stunt. Still, Kakashi is all about the team work. And Genma deserves to have
his ass kicked too. Silly man leaving Raidou on his own.

Prpl Grl � thanks for the
feedback. I really appreciate it. yes, OUR Shikamaru
is better than that. On the credit thing, I like to credit authors if they give
me an idea � it makes for a better community I think, and I like to believe it
discourages others from plagiarizing.
Using others for inspiration is all well and good � and it
is good � but it�s important to let people know they inspired you as well.

Qwerty � yeah, the cliffie was evil, and followed by another one. Always leave them wanting more as the
saying goes. Thank for reading.

Huh? � yeah, I meant it as always
following him around, but I know it�s used in that way as well. Thanks for
pointing it out thought � I means I will know the
other meaning for next time.

Anon � thanks for that � I hadn�t known the manga said that, but I�m gunna
stick with my version, since it suits my story better. Hopefully I answered
your questions on why Genma was doing it.

Ivy � thank you! And I hope you didn�t mind the wait.

Qwerty � thanks! Glad you liked it.

Distant Raen � *g* nose bleeds are the goal. I�m mean, I know,
but it�s so much fun � and admit it, you
like it when I�m mean!

Golden Kitsune � each chapter is about 3k words, sorry, I�ve
got them planned out that way. If it makes you feel better, the next chapter is
mostly written, as is the chapter after that, so you should get a few updates
in a row.

NeonOranges � Thanks you! Sorry to
leave everyone hanging, but the tension is the whole point of the first
quarter! Glad you liked it.

PotionsPet � I emailed you re the chapter. You can also
see it on Y-gallery, which notifies you of updates, or if you have lj, you can get an alert when I update it on my journal.

DemonGoddess061
� Thanks for pointing that out, and giving me the link. I didn�t know until you
told me.
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