From the Abstract to the Practical

Thanks again to my betas cutsycat, fairyniamh and alisteal!!

Chapter = Submission and Missing Necessities

Naruto couldn't breathe or think. His body moved on it's own. He gasped and groaned. If he could have spoken he would have pleaded for.....what? He didn't quite know. When there was no exposed flesh on his back of arms that hadn't been ravaged with kisses, licks, nibbles, or bites; he felt Shikamaru lay his chest against Naruto's back. They were both breathing heavily.

Naruto turned under him and he made no move to stop him. He could feel Naruto's heart slamming against the ribs that encased it. Those lovely blue eyes were glazed. “What now?” was the breath that passed a bleeding bottom lip. He must have bitten it at some point. Shika thought foggily.

Shika leaned down and nuzzled the warm neck. “Not everything. Not tonight. We are, well, hell we're missing a necessity.” Shikamaru hadn't dreamed that he and Naruto would be together, like this tonight. When they'd left for the festival, he was sure that the blond had only come along to save face in front of their friends. So it had never occurred to him that they'd need that!

Naruto turned his head, forcing Shikamaru to look him in the face. “What?” He was curious.

Gods, he's really never even thought of this. Does that make this wrong? Shika didn't want to think so. Procrastinating, he licked Naruto's wounded lip. Naruto didn't protest, so he leaned in and kissed him deeply. He ended the kiss by sucking gently at the cut.

“What is it, Shika?” Naruto wasn't going to let it drop.

“Lube.” He made the word as flat and toneless as possible. The blue eyes widened, just before the blush spread across the adorable face, followed by an embarrassed giggle. It was all Shikamaru could do not to laugh, at him, at the situation. What the hell was I thinking?

“Oh my gods, Shika. You did not just say 'lube', with a straight face.” A burst of laughter that sounded more like a howl followed the remark. By the time the laughter subsided, Naruto was doubled over in Shika's lap.

He looked sheepishly up at the man from his resting place. The black jeans were a lot softer against his cheek than he would have expected. Shika did not look amused. The scowl, the narrowed eyes, and the arched eyebrows were too much for Naruto and he started to giggle again. He turned his head away, before he saw Shika's reaction to that.

Shika was getting very irritated with Naruto. That was, until the blond looked up at him with the most adorable smile. He started to melt a little there. Then Naruto turned away from him.

With his head in Shika's lap like that, there was only one way for Naruto to turn away. That sight definitely distracted him from his irritation. Naruto's head nestled in his lap, face pressed against the loose fabric of his jeans, and all he could think was, Thank gods I didn't let mom talk me into the tight ones!

“O.k.,” came the muffled voice. Hot breathe passed through the fabric and caressed Shika's most sensitive skin. “Maybe you need to explain the practical side of things to me.”

Naruto didn't move and didn't look up at him. There was no way Shika was having this conversation, with Naruto like that. He tried to gently lift Naruto into a sitting position. He tried. Naruto didn't budge. “Oh come on! You can't stay like that all night. Sit up.”

A muffled “Nope.” was his answer.

“Naruto, come on...”

“Nope.” Naruto was holding onto Shika's pants with both hands now and had actually buried his head deeper into Shikamaru's lap.

A little voice in the back of Shika's head was telling him that he really didn't want Naruto to move. Yep, he liked him right where he was. Perv, he chided himself as he looked down at the mop of golden hair nestled in the dark black fabric of his jeans.

He couldn't resist the urge to run his fingers through that hair and didn't bother to try. When Shikamaru brushed loose strands of blond hair away from Naruto's ear, he saw why Naruto was being so obstinate. Naruto's ear looked like it was on fire.

He's blushing. I'm the one who's supposed to explain things and he's embarrassed. He tried to grumble, but that melty feeling was back. Yep, I'm soo screwed. Shika sighed. “Naruto, why don't we just lay down and talk things out. 'K.?” He continued stroking the golden strands, even when Naruto didn't answer him.

Naruto had really hoped Shika would refuse to explain or at least let him keep his face hidden. Instead, he had his face buried in Shikamaru's lap and the man was stroking and playing with his hair. That felt soo good. He would have laughed if it wasn't soo mortifying.

He was very very aware of his proximity to Shika's cock. Thank gods, I can't actually feel it. I don't know what the hell I'd do. A little voice in the back of his head assured him that he would think of something. Naruto wanted to blame it on kyuubi, but the demon had been very quiet for the past couple of weeks. Not only am I gay, I really am a perv too. Great!

He turned his head a little and looked up at Shikamaru out of the corner of one eye. The dark eyes were looking directly at him, but they had kind of, misted over. Shika continued to run his slender fingers through Naruto's hair.

The look on his face could be characterized as adoration or love, if one chose to interpret it. Naruto was stricken. He'd never seen his friend express soo much feeling before. Even when he was angry, Shikamaru was fairly controlled. Even with all the emotions he'd witnessed today, Naruto had never seen Shika let his guard down like he had now.

He doesn't know I'm watching. What will happen if I move or speak? Would the spell be broken? He pondered for a moment, then moved so that his cheek rested in the warm lap and he could see Shika's face clearly.

The dark eyes moved to his, they were unchanged. Shika didn't pull the curtain back down over his feelings. He just looked Naruto in the eye with such sweet intensity it was heart wrenching.

“Shika, I don't care. Whatever you think is best, is. Just, don't stop looking at me like that, ever.” The smile he got was a little jaunty, a little Shika. The hands that moved to cup his face were tender.

“Get up here and kiss me, then.” Naruto obeyed. Who wouldn't? There were no words for some time after that. Shika had decided to show Naruto the things that he could show him now. If necessary, he'd explain the rest later.

Breaking the kiss, he shifted so that Naruto could lay back on the bed. Then stretched himself along Naruto's side. His hands tracing abstract patterns along Naruto's chest, carefully avoiding Naruto's nipples or any other area he already had mapped as sensitive.

He learned that Naruto's taunt stomach was definitely a hot button. The area were the seal lay hidden was very sensitive to his touch. He almost believed that he felt an extra warmth radiating from just beneath the skin.

His touch wasn't teasing, it was a gentle caress. It was an attempt to know Naruto better and bring him closer to Shika. He leaned in and kissed the soft swollen lips, licking the raw bottom lip tenderly. There was no hurry now, no demand for anything more.

Naruto lay meek below him, learning the feel of Shikamaru's hand against his skin. Seeing the emotion in those dark eyes had calmed him. He had been reassured that this was something real and true.

He knew that he didn't need to do anything. This wasn't just going to go away if he didn't do something. He understood that there was no need for rush.

Even with the slow lazy pace Shikamaru had set, warm pressure was building in his lower abdomen far faster than he liked. He could tell Naruto was beginning to feel the same strain. He didn't want Naruto charging ahead again, so he compromised and picked up the pace. His caresses became firmer, his mouth more demanding.

Naruto responded by submitting. Wordlessly, he handed himself over to Shikamaru. There was no line of his body, no action that didn't scream 'I am yours'. Heady with the power of such control, Shika's hand shook as he worked at the button holding Naruto's waistband closed to him.

The button was released and the zipper slowly slid down. The fabric gave way to the strong slender hand as he slid beneath it. The warmth of Naruto's body assaulted his sensitized fingers as they played lightly over silky boxers, before delving beneath them. Naruto gasped into his mouth as Shika's fingers raked through his coarse golden curls. He kneaded the tender flesh below them softly, swallowing his lover's soft appreciative moans.

His hand was so close, but so far from Naruto's hardness. Naruto knew he wanted Shika's hand there. He wanted to know what it would be like for Shikamaru to touch him there, the way only he had touched himself.

“Oh, Shika. I.......” He stopped himself, what had he been about to say? Surely not that. Did he, could he.......be in love with the dark haired man dominating his mouth, dominating him? If he wasn't, then what the hell was he being so damn submissive for?!

These thoughts sat half formed in the back of his mind, until a warm hand ghosted over his blood swollen cock. He arched into the touch, craving more. Shikamaru pulled back from his mouth and stared into his eyes. Those piercing obsidian orbs blazed with a dark inner heat.

Naruto silently begged beneath the heated gaze. The touch was firmer the second time. He could feel the calluses as the rough skin slid over his veined flesh. “More.” Naruto begged, as he clutched the bed spread, trying to remain passive. Panting. “Please.”

Shikamaru soaked up the heat from Naruto's eyes, eyes that had gone from deep blue to an almost clear silver. Shika was certain if he looked deep enough, he would see himself in them. He barely heard Naruto's pleas over the roaring in his own ears.

This was how it should be. This was what he had wanted for them; slow, powerful, and wonderful. He was so hard it was painful, but the pain was amazing, almost addictive.

He ran his hand all over Naruto's twitching cock. It was amazing how soft and silky the skin felt, like silk over a steel rod. He gripped Naruto tighter and lengthened his strokes. He was surprised at how thick the blond was. His cock was half again as thick as Shikamaru's own.

Naruto arched and bucked against the friction, fucking Shikamaru's hand without even realizing it. The images that conjured in Shika's mind were exciting, if a little scary, now that he new Naruto's girth. He leaned down and kissed the hot blond again.

Naruto was grateful for the extra contact. He didn't know what he needed, he only knew he needed more of it, of everything. He felt Shika raise up off of the bed, but couldn't get his eyes to open enough to see what his lover was doing.

He felt a hand under this ass lifting him up even as that hand sought to pull his pants down over it. Naruto arched his back assisting in the removal of his last bit of clothing. The trousers and boxers slid down easily. Shika's hand had slowed on his cock and he was able to open his eyes. He looked down at his crotch first.

The sight of his engorged cock held in a tight grip by someone else's hand, Shikamaru's hand, made his blood boil soo much hotter. His eyes trailed up the tan toned arm; to the muscled shoulder; the long slender neck; and then the painfully handsome face, framed as it was by dark free hair.

Shika was kneeling next to Naruto, his hand continued to stroke him slowly. Naruto could feel that Shika was on the verge of some action, but had no idea what. Their eyes met and Shika smirked at him, then began to pump his hand vigorously along Naruto's length. Naruto threw his head back and almost screamed at the change in pace.

Shika watched him in amazed pleasure for a moment longer, then without missing a stroke, he switched hands and slid his body along Naruto's, his feet above the blonde’s head. He looked at the hard dripping flesh in his hand and wondered if he'd really be able to fit that into his mouth.

You never know 'till you try. Shika thought as he slowed his hand and leaned over the stiff muscle, rising out of the bed of golden curls. His tongue flicked out and lapped up the drops of pre-cum glistening on the golden tip. Naruto's eyes flew open as his rough tongue grazed across the tender slit. “Oh gods!” The blond moaned.

The taste was not unpleasant, bitter and salty, but not foul. Shikamaru licked at the delicate slit, gathering more of the liquid for tasting. Naruto gasped and moaned, begging Shikamaru for more. He was obliged to comply. Suddenly Shika had a very strong desire to feel more of that silky skin against his tongue.

He held the twitching rod gently in his hand as he left none of it untouched. He kissed and licked every tiny piece. His other hand caressing the soft, tender sacks of flesh beneath the base. As he placed his lips against the tip, teasing the slit with his tongue, he began to roll Naruto's balls gently in his hand. Naruto moaned and arched beneath him.

Slowly, painfully slowly, Shikamaru slid his mouth over the tip, taking the mushroom shaped head into his mouth and swirling his tongue all over the captured flesh. O.k., you managed that, relax and try for more. Using his arm to brace Naruto down on the bed, even as that hand still stroked the base of the man's erection, Shikamaru slid more of his lover into his virgin mouth.

He paused to adjust to the sensation of being filled in such a way. His mouth was already stretching around his well endowed lover's cock. Shika distracted Naruto with his hands. He stroked from the base to his lips with one hand. The other slid behind Naruto's balls, massaging the bundle of nerves that rested there.

When Naruto moaned and pressed back against that hand, Shika was grateful he'd taken the time to do some research on these things. It was amazing what information a person could glean, if he was just determined enough.

Shika could have cursed when he tried to take more of Naruto into his mouth and his teeth lightly scraped the tender skin. Naruto hissed and moaned, arching against Shika's mouth in pleasure. I'm beginning to think you're a bit of a masochist. Shika thought wryly. He threw the thought at Naruto, since he couldn't speak it.

He kept his mouth still for a moment, contemplating his next move. This is practically impossible. He tried to distract Naruto with his hands. It didn't work completely. “Gods, Shika.” Naruto panted “Please move.”

O.k., you're a ninja, you face death practically everyday. You can do this. It is not impossible. Men and women have been doing this for ages. That thought got him motivated. If a woman can do it, I sure as hell can.

He slid his mouth back up to the tip, sliding his tongue back and forth as he went, varying the pressure of his mouth and tongue as he varied the pressure of his hands. He was still gently manipulating the nerves surrounding Naruto's prostate from the outside.

When he reached the lip around the mushroom tip, he began sucking more forcefully. His hand sliding up and down the saliva slick cock. Naruto moaned and thrust into his hand and mouth. Shikamaru let him.

He let Naruto thrust into his mouth, fucking it by instinct and need alone. He moved his head down a bit, so Naruto could thrust deeper. Why is it easier this way? He wondered. Naruto was moaning and gasping, begging for more.

Shika began to move his mouth up and down, meeting Naruto's desperate thrusts. Deeper and deeper Naruto penetrated him. His heart was pounding in his ears. He didn't even realize that he had no gag reflex, until the head struck the back of his throat forcefully, not gagging him, but causing him to choke a little.

Naruto was past noticing, his climax was close. The world had narrowed to the warm orifice encasing him and the sparks shooting up his spine and exploding in his brain with every thrust and retreat, thrust and retreat. Shika was still massaging that wonderful spot below his balls, grinding the tips of two fingers deep into the tender flesh, sending more electric sparks shooting through his body.

The seal was on fire, burning with an intense searing heat. He could hear the kyuubi panting in the back of his mind. The demon wanted this too, the fox understood all of this far better than Naruto.

“Oh Gods, pleeaaassssee!” Naruto hissed through gritted teeth as his back arched off the bed, driving him deep into Shika's throat. Shikamaru couldn't breath as Naruto's body stiffened beneath him, then he felt liquid fire racing down his throat.

The realization fuzzily hit him, he's cumming. Shikamaru didn't even have the strength to be pleased with himself. Naruto collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air and Shikamaru collapsed on top of him. They lay in a panting heap for several minutes. Naruto was sure his heart was going to crack a rib at any moment.

Shikamaru recovered first. He attempted to speak, but it came out as a hoarse croak. Naruto raised his head a little and looked down at him. “Eh?”

His voice was still raspy when he replied, “I think you tried to kill me, just now.” He smirked to let Naruto know he was teasing.

“Me? You just gave me a damn heart attack!” Naruto chuckled as his head dropped back onto the bed. “Is it always going to be like that?” the blond asked wistfully.

“No, 'cause next time, I'm gonna strap you to the bed.” Shika rolled over onto his back with his head resting on Naruto's bare thigh.

“Good, then there will at least be a next time. I liked that, Shika.” Naruto giggled and Shikamaru could picture the blush. He let a chuckle slip past his own bruised lips.

Shikamaru was trying to ignore the tightness in his own groin. He was still painfully hard and now that he wasn't distracted, his body was crying for some attention. He looked down at himself and saw the prominent tent his erection was making in the jeans fabric.

Shikamaru hated feeling constricted. What the hell.... He shrugged. Why not? Shika undid his jeans and slipped them off in one fluid motion, leaving only his boxers on.

The motion roused Naruto who was feeling very content at the moment. He almost protested, until he saw a pair of bare toned legs flop down on the bed. His eyes slid up the bare skin to a pair of dark green silky boxers that were impressively tented by an obviously hard dick.

Naruto was an instinctive fighter, so it really shouldn't be a surprise that he was also an instinctive lover. Moving on impulse, he lunged forward, doubling himself over. He looked down at the startled face. “Shika, can I return the favor?” His voice was husky and he had no idea why.

The dark eyes looked up into his, the dark hair tickled his thigh as Shikamaru nodded, unable to speak just then. Naruto leaned down and kissed his dark handsome lover. His hand slid fearlessly over the taunt stomach, sliding over the silky material, creating wonderful sensations wherever he touched.

Naruto stroked him through the material of his boxers and little stars bloomed behind his eyes. He hissed and moaned and arched into the strong hand. “Naruto.” Shika breathed into his mouth. The other recognized the urging and slid his hand underneath the waste band.

Naruto's hands were as calloused as his own, but felt soo much better. He moaned and thrust against the hand, demanding more. Naruto gripped the head loosely, sliding his thumb across the slit, smearing pre-cum across it as he did so.

Their kiss deepened as Naruto slid his leg out from under Shika's head. Naruto, being a ninja, was limber. He twisted around so that his body was parallel with the one he desperately wanted to touch. He never missed a stroke. Nothing had ever felt so natural to him.

Shikamaru writhed beneath him. Naruto felt a power he'd never known before tonight. He loved that he could control Shika's body just by making him feel good. He couldn't wait to see if he could make Shika feel as good as the lovely man had made him feel.

He broke their kiss, only to begin kissing a trail down the long elegant neck. Shika knew exactly where he was headed. Naruto wondered if that made it more intense. He really had no idea.

Naruto kissed and licked a winding path down Shika's torso and across the rippled abs. He still didn't miss a stroke of his hand. It moved on it's own, no thought required. He was slowly pushing Shika over the edge and didn't consciously realize it.

He noted the salty taste of sweat on Shika's warm skin. He decided he liked it. As he moved closer to his destination, he encountered a musky scent, not strong, but perceptible. He liked that too.

As Naruto's mouth reached the waist band of Shikamaru's boxers, he began to feel an electric kind of excitement. He really wanted to do this. He wasn't nervous at all. He stopped moving his hand. He wanted Shika to look at him. He sat on his knees next to Shikamaru and waited, hoping his lover would look at him. He wanted to see the heat in those deep dark pools.

Shikamaru could breath again. He could think, sort of. The electricity running rampant across every nerve was starting to subside. In the back of his mind he wondered at the fact that he was still hard. How the hell can you feel all that and not cum?! He lifted his head a fraction and opened eyes that hurt from being squeezed shut, soo tightly.

He looked into Naruto's golden face. He mistook the excited look in his eyes for fear. “Naruto, you don't have to. It's o.k. It won't affect anything. I promise.” He started to lean forward, wanting to reassure this most precious person. Naruto reached out and pushed him back.

“I want to. I just wanted to see how much you wanted me to, that's all.” He sounded a little disappointed.

Shika looked up at him across his own body. “Gods, I don't think I've ever wanted anything more.” He blushed fiercely and made a difficult admission. “I've woken up every morning or in the middle of the night, for months. Always the same dream, just little differences here and there; and always....” He hesitated. “Always you were there and you did.....you did this.....and gods know I want it.” The heat was back in his eyes. Naruto could feel it radiating on his skin. He flushed, it was pride, silly pride. Shikamaru had dreamed of him, for months. Who else could say that?

Shikamaru had never seen anything quite like it. His honey haired sex god knelt there, a golden skinned hand wrapped around Shika's hard shaft. Those impossibly clear blue eyes were filled with soo much emotion. When Naruto gave himself in friendship, he gave all of himself.

Shikamaru knew he didn't deserve him. He didn't deserve all that Naruto would give him in this. But I'm a greedy bastard and there is no way I could let someone else have him.

“Naruto. I want you. I want all of you.” Naruto could feel the riot of emotions behind the words. He could see it in those deep dark eyes.

His hand began moving again, tenderly. His eyes didn't leave Shika's. He had never had anyone want him, just him, and all of him. It was intoxicating.

He lowered himself, so that he was looking into Shika's eyes just above the crown of the man's very stiff cock. He leaned forward a bit and just as his coarse pink tongue licked the underside of the mushroom, Shika saw a crystal tear slip from one of the blue eyes.

Then without warning, Naruto engulfed him completely and all he could see was the back of his own eye lids. Naruto was a natural. It might have just been his open and giving nature. It might have been some animal instinct from the kyuubi. Naruto was a natural at pleasing.

If he hadn't have known better, Shikamaru would never have believed Naruto's innocence. The man was amazing. There was no hesitation in his movements. He seemed to know exactly what to do, how to fit their bodies together.

Shikamaru moaned and thrashed as Naruto held his hips down with loving tender hands. The warm wet cavern was tender and teasing one moment then forceful and demanding the next. The rhythm, even the angle changed constantly.

He couldn't predict what he would feel next. His world was made up of sensations, only sensations, there was nothing else. Shika bit the inside of his cheek to keep from screaming, but didn't even remember why he needed to be quiet.

Shikamaru was longer than Naruto. He wasn't as thick, but he was definitely longer. Naruto cursed his gag reflex the moment impulse had urged him to shove his mouth over Shikamaru's length. It took effort, but he overrode it ruthlessly.

If he hadn't been trained as a ninja. Trained to ignore physical responses and endure discomfort, he would have vomited right there. He repeatedly forced himself to take all of Shika's cock into his mouth, burying his nose in the gorgeous man's dark coarse curls.

He liked that sensation and focused on it while attempting to destroy his body's natural reaction to having the head of a man's cock buried down his throat. Shika reacted nicely to everything he did. Naruto was determined to impress his lover. He may be less informed than Shikamaru, but he thought he might be more determined.

Naruto was overwhelmed by the emotions and desire the usually lazy and unaffected ninja had shown him. He wanted to make sure Shika wasn't disappointed. How do you live up to dreams? The man had been dreaming about him for months. What if this was a disappointment? Naruto was not going to let that happen.

Shikamaru was soo close to release, soo many times, but Naruto kept changing something, rhythm or pressure or something and it would halt his release and send him soaring even higher. He was panting and sweaty. He couldn't see the ceiling anymore. All he could see were explosions of white light.

He had no idea he'd torn the sheet beneath him. His hands were curled into fists around shreds of white fabric. His arms were stiff at his sides and he had bitten through his cheek a long time ago. He didn't even register the taste of blood in his mouth.

All he knew was the searing pleasure and pain mingling in his groin. The pleasure of that wonderful mouth and the pain of being impossibly hard, were both driving him insane. Only one coherent thought slipped past the sensations and his lips. “Sadistic Bastard!” he growled.

Naruto's eyes flew open and he saw the strain on Shika's face. Oops. He thought a little guiltily. He couldn't help but feel very satisfied with himself, though. Shika had just lost every shred of that cool demeanor. Naruto had seen it. Naruto had caused it.

He settled himself into an easy, steady rhythm. Sliding from the base to the tip and back down, tempting his gag reflex every time. He didn't change a thing when he felt Shikamaru's cock stiffen and swell even more. He had pushed his lover far enough. He wouldn't push him any farther.

Shika gasped when he realized that this torturous fiend might actually allow him some relief. “Oh gods Naruto,” he moaned, “please.....oh gods please!”

Naruto felt the first surge of hot liquid as he was sliding up to Shikamaru's tip, he reversed direction, determined to push himself and his irritating gag reflex to the limit. As the last of Shika's release slid down his throat, Naruto was seriously fighting the urge to throw up. His body was stiff as he focused all his energy into holding on until the last drop of cum had been released into his waiting throat.

Shikamaru had managed to open his eyes a crack. He watched Naruto's stiff, tensed muscles in confusion. Then he saw Naruto's throat half convulse and he understood. “Moron.” He chided as he reached down and gently stroked the golden spiky hair. “Get up here.”

He couldn't help but watch in perverse fascination as his softening cock slid out of Naruto's sexy mouth. Naruto looked at him with watery eyes. Shika wrapped his arms around him as he pulled him up to lay beside him.

Naruto settled his face in the crook of Shika's neck. Shikamaru was stroking his hair and sighing. “Why didn't you have any trouble?” He asked a little despondently.

Shikamaru sighed again, softly. “First, I'm longer than you are, so the comparison isn't fair. Second, I don't think I have a gag reflex or if I do, I missed it.” Naruto huffed a little at that. He was kinda pissed off at himself.

Shikamaru just continued in that analytical tone he got when explaining things. “Last, I stumbled over how thick you are. So, I don't see what you're upset about.” He laughed a little. “I almost panicked and stopped, 'cause I thought my teeth would rip you to shreds! Jeez, Naruto, why the hell are you so big around?!”

Naruto blushed and giggled against his neck. It was an amazing sensation in a completely nonsexual way. Shika decided he'd analyze that thought later.

“The way you curve up and to the right isn't something I would have expected either. What's up with that?” Naruto was giggling as he spoke.

“Hey, that's called character. We can't all be thicker than a beer can and straight as a senbon, ya know?! It's variety.” Shikamaru chuckled and held Naruto closer. This felt soo good, soo right. Please gods, please let me keep this, please. Shika prayed silently. I don't deserve him, but I'll try.

They lay together, cuddling for awhile. Finally, Shikamaru insisted that they both shower and try to catch a few hours of sleep before everyone got up and they all headed home. They covered the evidence of their activities as best they could, by straightening the crumpled comforter back over the torn sheet.

They snuggled together on the other bed. Shikamaru was spooned against Naruto's back, one arm under his own head and the other holding his treasure tightly. Just before Naruto drifted off to sleep, he heard Shika chuckle and whisper in his ear, “Happy Birthday to me.”


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OK, I know it's only a lime. I just couldn't push them that much their first time out. I love them and want it to be just right! There will be a sequel or if the reviewers prefer, I'll add it as more chappies. I'll let you decide that. It's not that I don't want to write the lemon, really! It just didn't feel right here. Plus I'm a little overwhelmed. Have 3 stories to complete and the new chap/lemon for Missions and Hearts to do. If you feel you must flame me, I'm sorry! Thanks for reading!