Constructive Possession

A/N: Tyra, yeah, that dream was pretty hot. It almost makes me want to write a full-on threesome!



Nite Nite, I’m glad you’re enjoying reading my story. I’m enjoying writing it just as much. Stay with me—it’s going to get even better!



yaoilovergirl, I am addicted too! This AU has become my new home, and I find myself wanting to be in it more than anyplace else!



I imagine this is as good a time as any to announce that a firm direction for Kiba’s character has been established. He will be paired. It will not happen in this fic, however, and I’ll let the pairing be a gift for the readers. I think you will appreciate reading about his first yaoi experience. I’m already giddy about writing it!



Crazy lemon here, people!



Many thanks to all my reviewers. Your support is the icing on the cake.



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Warning: unbeta’d; language; yaoi



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At the sound of his lover’s voice, Shikamaru opened his eyes and trained them on him. "Waiting for you”, was the naked man’s response.



"Waiting for me, or thinking about those women from that yacht?" Neji calmly asked.



Shikamaru got up from the bed, naked VERY erect, and smiling. He walked up to his lover, who was fighting to keep his eyes aimed at his face.



"First of all, you are unbelievably sexy when you're jealous."



Neji’s eyes flashed. "I am NOT--"



"Don't interrupt."



"Second of all,” Shikamaru continued, holding his gaze, “when we were there on deck...after we kissed...and your erection grazed mine...you didn't seem the slightest bit confused about what was affecting me." Shikamaru slipped his hand between them to rub Neji's penis through his pants. "Why now?"



Briefly, Neji’s eyes rolled back. The scent of male arousal and the feel of that skilled hand working his clothed erection were like a drug to his senses. "You started without me”, Neji breathed. “You never start without me."



"I wasn't planning to finish without you, Neji." Shikamaru was already fed up with Neji’s clothing. He untied his pants and pulled them down off Neji’s cock, which sprang forth from its confines.



"Good, because you would have been punished if I had caught you finishing without me." Neji shimmied his pants the rest of the way down his legs and stepped out of them, kicking them away. He wrapped his arms around Shikamaru’s waist, confining two hard twitching cocks between their bodies.



Shikamaru wrapped his arms around his lover's neck, looked into his eyes and licked his lips. "You don't scare me, Neji”, he purred.



Neji eyed his handsome, sexy lover with undisguised lust. "I haven't punished you yet, Shikamaru." He grabbed Shikamaru's ass and ground his erection against Shikamaru's as he took his mouth passionately with his own.



The sound of moaning and panting could be heard while Neji repositioned their bodies until Shikamaru’s back was against the wall. Neji broke the kiss then, inserting the fingers from one of his hands into his own mouth to coat them with saliva. Shikamaru watched, fascinated. Neji removed his fingers and slipped them around between Shikamaru's ass cheeks. Shikamaru widened his stance to allow him access. A finger circled the bloom.



“Tell me what you were thinking about with all that cock in your hand”, Neji commanded.



"Your ass", was Shikamaru's unexpected response. Neji quirked a brow, and then pushed his finger in.



"And what about my ass, Shikamaru?"



Shikamaru needed more stimulation. "Add another finger and I'll tell you."



"Your wish is my command." Neji slid one finger out and quickly pushed two back in. Shikamaru grunted, arching into them.



"What about my ass?" Neji was pistoning those fingers now.



"I was thinking...wondering if it would feel as good to be inside of yours as it feels to have you inside mine."



Neji smirked at his lover’s response. Somehow they were always on the same wavelength. "Are you that interested to know? Do you really want me that way, Shikamaru?"



"If I say yes, are you going to stop?"



Neji slipped out two fingers and pushed in three. "Not on your life."



"Good." Shikamaru squirmed against the fingers in his opening. "Yes."



Neji wasn’t surprised to learn that Shikamaru wanted to top since, for the first time since they’d become a couple, he’d seriously considered bottoming for him. And he decided he was fine with it. Neji knew Shikamaru loved him fiercely and, unlike anyone who’d come before him in Neji’s life, wouldn’t hurt him.



"When do you want me, Shikamaru?"



"Not yet”, Shikamaru panted. “We have to get ready."



Neji nodded his head. "Okay."



"Neji?" Shikamaru asked.



"Yes?"



"I love you."



There were those words again, like the finest sake for Neji’s spirit, and they dulled his senses even further. Neji pulled his fingers out. Neji was galvanized. "Wrap your legs around me”, he commanded his lover.



Shikamaru did as he was told, grunting as he hefted his lower half up and around Neji’s waist, using the wall against his back for leverage and locking his ankles at the small of Neji’s back. Neji grabbed hold of his ass, adjusted his stance, and pushed his ridiculously hard cock inside of his lover.



Neji growled. Shikamaru hissed. Neji immediately began a shallow piston motion that forced Shikamaru’s body into the wall and quickly frustrated him by grazing, but not hitting his prostate.



Shikamaru was panting roughly, trying to take in more of Neji’s cock. The teasing was too much. "Neji, what the fuck?"



"I'm just getting you warmed up, Shikamaru”, he breathed into the man’s ear.



“Dammit, I’m warm”, Shikamaru responded. “Quit toying with me.”



Both men were sweating. “I would never toy with you, Shikamaru. I’m here to give you everything you need.” Neji licked the sweat trickling down the shorter man’s face.



“Aaah, then go deeper. Neji, dammit, go deeper!”



“Hold on to me”, Neji commanded gruffly. Shikamaru complied. Without withdrawing from him, Neji moved them away from the wall, stumbled over to the bed and tumbled over. The two men landed side-by-side but Neji made a surprise move and rolled Shikamaru up on top of him, his erection still piercing the man’s body.



This, too, was new for Shikamaru. He’d always believed this position was off-limits for them because of their similar height. He extended his torso until he was sitting upright, adjusted his legs alongside his lover’s body, squirming on that hard cock inside him, and looked down at Neji as he smiled up at him.



Neji thrust up sharply. “Is that better?”



Shikamaru’s body jerked from the force of that thrust, which pierced him even more deeply. “Aaah, you’ll have to do it again before I can tell you for sure.”



“You may regret those words.”



Bet me, Shikamaru thought as Neji locked his hips in a punishing grip and thrust sharply. Shikamaru responded, locking his legs and then hoisting his body in concert with Neji’s movements until an easy rhythm had been established.



“Ah, fuck Neji”, Shikamaru whimpered, arms braced against the bed on either side of Neji’s head and eyes squeezed shut, “that feels so good.”



“You look…so sexy up above me, taking my cock in your ass. You like my cock don’t you?”



“Fuck yes, Neji”, Shikamaru panted out. “I love your cock in my ass, and I love you.”



“You keep telling me that and you’ll make me come.”



“I’ll make you stronger, Neji. The—nngh—orgasm will just be the bonus.”



There it was again, that promise. Shikamaru wasn’t hedging on that commitment, it seemed. Neji couldn’t help but feel a thrill.



I love you too, Shikamaru. So much. It was there, at the forefront of his heart, and on the tip of his tongue. Still, feeling it was one thing. Saying it was something else. The Hyuuga wasn’t ready to go there. Too much.



“Kiss me”, Neji commanded, and Shikamaru bent his head in some awkward angle and lowered it until their lips met, then pulled apart, then met once more. They tasted each other’s taste, each other’s sweat, and each other’s breaths.



By now the movements of their bodies were becoming disjointed. Shikamaru grunted in frustration. “Neji”, he called out. He needed more stimulation. Being kept on the edge was driving him insane.



Neji pulled Shikamaru’s body down until his twitching cock was being asphyxiated between them. He placed one hand against the small of the Nara’s back, wrapped the other around the back of his neck, and then positioned himself so that his mouth was at his ear.



“Is this how you want me, Shikamaru? Riding you with your cock buried deep inside me?”



Shikamaru moaned. The image of Neji above him taking all of him made him shudder. “You can say no, Neji.”



The Hyuuga released a harsh breath that might have been a chuckle. “Why would I do that? I want to feel you, Shikamaru.” Neji’s thrusting became more erratic as he spoke.



“Stretching me…” Neji’s hold on the Nara’s body was firmer now, and he thrust in deep.



“Filling me…” Shikamaru moaned with each statement.



“Fucking me, Shikamaru”, Neji stated, and the Nara moaned, breaking Neji’s hold on his body. He sat upright again, looking down into the flushed face of his long-haired lover.



“Loving you, Neji”, he panted. “Loving you so well you won’t be able to remember what sex was like before I came along.”



Neji’s eyes flashed as the Nara took hold of his cock and began to stroke it vigorously. “I want to see your face when you cum inside me.”



If it were possible for Neji to get any harder, he did at hearing that statement. He grabbed hold of Shikamaru’s hips in a bruising grip and began pressing himself inside with all the strength his lower body could muster. Shikamaru bucked and hissed and swore and moaned but the hand on that cock never faltered.



Neji was dying a series of little deaths watching his lover stroke himself while writhing on his cock above him. “Shikamaru”, Neji panted, “I’m close.”



“Don’t take your eyes off me, Neji.” Shikamaru’s eyes met Neji’s and their gazes locked. Neji didn’t think he could thrust any deeper into his lover, who suddenly stilled, hot cum spurting from his cock and coating Neji’s chest. He squeezed his eyes shut for only a moment before opening them again to see Neji’s face contort as he arched into his own orgasm, his cum filling Shikamaru’s insides and the sound of his name filling Shikamaru’s ears. The sensations were too much for Shikamaru, who arched his back and squealed as he released one more spurt of cum.



Shikamaru fell forward, his face buried against the Hyuuga’s neck and squishing his cum between their bodies. “That was amazing”, he panted. “And I’m still conscious.”



“Not for long”, Neji panted in response, rolling them over. He felt himself getting hard again already. He had already become comfortable with the idea that the yacht had magical powers. How else could he be getting hard again just moments after a brutal orgasm?



Neji looked into Shikamaru’s eyes. I love you, Neji told him, not with his mouth but with his eyes, and with his rapidly-beating heart. Shikamaru smiled, seeing his lover’s confession for what it was. He knew that, when the Hyuuga was ready, he’d utter those words aloud, and the fact that he hadn’t didn’t make it any less the confession they both knew it to be.



There they lay, Neji on top of Shikamaru, both panting and sweaty. This was their here and now—everything that mattered most in the world to each man was lying in his arms, and looking in his eyes. At that moment Shikamaru knew he didn’t care what label anyone might use to describe him—gay, bisexual; hell, call him Neji’s bitch, his slut, his whore--he had no qualms with that either.



As long as he was Neji’s and Neji was his.



Neji squirmed, that cock inside his lover having grown fully erect again and ready for more. “Tell me what you need, Shikamaru”, he entreated.



Shikamaru’s face broke into an easy smile. “Make me your bitch.”



Neji quirked a brow. Such language! He could have made a strong case that Shikamaru had been his bitch since that night a month ago—whether he knew it or not--but he kept silent. Besides, he knew what Shikamaru meant. It meant that even though Shikamaru wanted to top Neji he didn’t necessarily want their dynamic to change. That was fine with Neji—in fact it made him love Shikamaru all the more for it.



“You’re going to black out for sure this time”, Neji warned him as he moved in to bite between his neck and shoulder, marking him again. Shikamaru arched and hissed.



“I thought that was your whole damn plan.”



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SIX HOURS LATER



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“Shikamaru?” a very male voice called.



“Shikamaru, it’s time to wake up.” The voice spoke again. An exhausted Shikamaru opened his eyes, cognizant of the voice that called to him. He couldn’t see a face but felt the rush of warm breath at his ear.



“Are you all right?”



Shikamaru did not respond. Was he? He was still alive at least, which was something of an achievement considering the brutal-but-begged-for pounding he’d taken at his lover’s hands. He supposed he probably should have seen it coming, considering the request he’d made. You don’t tell a man like Neji Hyuuga to make you his bitch and not expect him to give it his all.



Shikamaru tried wiggling his toes—success. Yes, he could feel his legs.



“Mm-hmm”, he grunted. That’s when he noticed how raw his throat was.



“Can you move much? Do I need to carry you?”



Gingerly, Shikamaru lifted his head in the direction of the voice that spoke to him. “I’m not paraplegic, if that’s what you’re asking.” He moved his arms into position to lift his upper torso from the bed. “At least not this time¹.”



Shikamaru winced, his face contorted in discomfort. He was sore from his ribcage down. What the hell had they been doing? Shikamaru grunted. Oh yeah. That.



An attempt to move his legs was met with even more discomfort. Cum trickled out of his ass and down to his balls. “Dammit, Neji, I feel like I got hit by a freight train.”



“Well, sit up, so you can take these.”



After considerable effort, Shikamaru was sitting up, and looking into the face of his lover, who stood before him fully dressed with a glass of water in one hand and two aspirin in the other.



The expression on his face was a smug one.



Shikamaru scowled. “How can you have so much energy? You did all the work.”



I am the man. I thought you knew. “Come on, sleepyhead, up and at ‘em. I have to strip this bed and you need a shower.”



Shikamaru dutifully downed the aspirin and the glass of water. “What time is it?”



“A little after two. We need to get moving if we want to be back at a reasonable hour.”



Holy crap, Shikamaru thought to himself. He’d been out for five hours, and he was still tired. He eyed his lover warily, wondering if an autopsy of Neji’s body might reveal that some of his parts were mechanical. The only person he knew who could possibly have more stamina was Naruto Uzumaki!



The naked Nara got up from the bed then, unassisted, stumbling slowly toward the bathroom. “At least we know I haven’t lost the use of my gross motor skills”, he announced without looking back.



Neji stood silently, watching his lover until he disappeared into the bathroom. Not yet, he thought, a smirk still gracing that beautiful face.



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Neji tackled his task, pulling the sheets and the bedspread away from the mattress. He’d been awake and active for the past two hours, leisurely preparing to return to the penthouse. He would have practiced his taijutsu but decided not to push his heavily worked muscles any more today.



Shikamaru. The thought of the man made Neji smile. A day ago he’d confessed his love, a confession that nearly brought the Hyuuga to his knees until this morning, when he’d asked Neji to make him his bitch--a request Neji was only too happy to honor. Shikamaru drove Neji crazy, with his intense dark eyes and tanned skin and tight ass that made him want to spend all day every day with him—touching him, kissing him, talking dirty to him, and yes, fucking him until he lost consciousness. The latter seemed to have become Neji’s specialty when it came to Shikamaru. Neji just couldn’t help himself—for the rest of Shikamaru’s life, Neji wanted him to remember his passion as he could only experience it with Neji.



Neji tossed the soiled linens in a nearby basket, conscious of the fact that he was actively restraining himself from undressing and getting into the shower with Shikamaru. Just like that, it seemed, his mind and body needed Shikamaru, craved Shikamaru, as though he were a drug in his system.



Neji Hyuuga was definitely in love.



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A/N: Kindred, Chapter 14.



So…more hyper bunny sex. That Neji is a beast, isn’t he? And he officially has a bitch, which isn’t news, except that it’s official now. What did you think of the lemon? Yes/No/Okay? Man, are those two sprung!



Hiashi Hyuuga returns for more high jinks in the next chapter. Stay tuned and please leave a review!