In the Hokage's Shadow

 

A/n: Birthday present for Fuji Masaki

Summary: Being Hokage continues to have its perks. Especially in the office.

Disclaimer: Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto Shippuden. I don’t. Both Shikamaru and Naruto are 21 in this. I make no money from the writing of this story

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Amazing how the sound of a zipper could awaken such arousal. Naruto licked his lips in anticipation as he moved up behind the jonin commander. Just because he had unzipped his vest Naruto’s senses were kicking into overdrive. A smirk crossed the Nara’s face. Predictable. Now for the next move.

Against his bottom Shikamaru felt the clothed hard on pushing steadily into him. He let out a rasping sigh for greater effect. Pinned between his Hokage and the desk he felt his hands slam down on top of the stack of documents Naruto was stamping. Hot breath fanned his neck mostly covered by his collar. Shikamaru glanced down at the two hands reaching around and under his black shirt. Creeping up his chest with feathery soft touches they seized his nipples and gave them a tweak. He had to close his eyes from the intensity.

“Ah… Hokage sama!” Shikamaru gritted out.

“Shika, do I gotta punish you for calling me that when we’re alone like this?” Naruto scolded him in that raspy tone reminiscent of a growl. His left hand glided down the Nara’s belly to massage it. The hokage’s weight lifted enough for him to stumble away enough for that hand to cup his erection through his pants.

“Sorry, Naruto,” Shikamaru chuckled. He relished the way Naruto shoved him back down onto the desk with his right hand. The left tugged on his zipper, pulled it down, then reached inside to his boxers.

At the same time Naruto teasingly pushed his hard on into the cleft of his clothed buttocks he clenched Shikamaru’s length. The Nara shakily held his torso off the desk so he could rock backwards into his Hokage. His top knot of hair bobbed up and down in time with Naruto’s tugs on his rod. It felt so good.

Naruto stopped just long enough to moved backward. He released the Nara who screamed silently at the loss of those hands. Cool air hit his backside now exposed to his Hokage. All he could do was watch his pants and boxers dragged down to his ankles. Afternoon sunlight beamed across the desk Naruto lifted him up and set him onto it so they faced each other.

Smooth wood kissed his bare ass. Naruto pulled off his sandals, pants and boxers in a clump and tossed them into a corner. He grinned mischievously. “There now you cant get away…”

“Who says I want to, Hokage… I mean Naruto,” Shikamaru shot back. He spread his legs enticingly. That frown of his was just as much an aphrodisiac as any cologne.

Fluidly Naruto stepped between his legs and seized his underling’s chin. Then he yanked Shikamaru to him and gave him a rough kiss. Pleasantly startled Shikamaru wrapped his legs around his Hokage’s waist. That soft tongue claimed his mouth as Naruto’s territory. Wrapping both arms around Naruto’s neck Shikamaru let out a moan. He had his stag right where he wanted him. How marvelous the clothes felt against his naked skin, Shikamaru realized. It was just the right amount of friction he needed to relieve his aching need.

Once the kiss ended, the Nara gasped. “Naruto, are you going to keep up this troublesome teasing?”

“What if I did?” Purred the Rokudaime. One handed he worked to unfasten his orange pants. The outfit beneath his cloak was a holdover to his genin days, a reminder of where he came from. Though he also wore a green vest it was usually unzipped. Against Shikamaru’s hot staff he rubbed his own blood engorged erection.

To his surprise he felt himself seized and flipped over. Hard wood banged against his back the moment before two hands pinned him down by his shoulders. He gaped up into the smirking face of his stag. “Now you’ve done it… Naruto. I blame you for what happens next!”

Straddling Naruto he reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out some medical creme. Deft fingers smeared the smooth substance over his Hokage’s length. Naruto eagerly lifted his hips once Shikamaru knelt between his legs and seized his ass. Doubled over the Rokudaime barely had time to think before a broad blunt tip poked against his eager opening.

“Ahhh, Shika!” he managed to blurt out as his stag sheathed himself within. He relished how Shikamaru’s eyes fluttered closed along with a blissed out look on his face. Hard and fast he started to hammer into the Rokudaime. Naruto rolled his head back and forth taking everything he had.

“You spoiled, troublesome blonde!” Shikamaru grunted. Bare tanned skin slapped against pale flesh. Tugging Naruto’s orange pants to his ankles the lazy genius looped them over his shoulders. He stopped abruptly while looking out the window.

“Oops, I forgot to put down the blinds, eheheh,” his Hokage giggled foolishly.

Irritated Shikamaru formed a set of hand seals. “Shadow shading jutsu…”

“Wont that wear you out?” Naruto asked him.

“Nope. But pleasing you will,” Shikamaru grumbled good naturedly. Resuming his thrusts he felt himself gliding in and out of that tight hot space he never wanted to leave. Once lights and spots danced before their eyes Shikamaru released and buried his last stroke deep inside his Hokage.

Naruto’s heart thundered in the silence after he too exploded. Cradling hs exhausted stag in his arms he let the other catch his breath. The jutsu was long gone but neither wanted to move. So Naruto swung them both around using his legs so Shikamaru landed in his chair. Gingerly he lifted his ankles from the other’s shoulders and planted his feet on the floor. Then he wiped himself clean before pulling up his pants. He bent down and gave the now dozing Nara a big kiss and let him nap there while he finished his work for the day with a fond smile on his face.