A Troublesome Series of Events

Shikamaru scowled, flushing lightly and wondering where Kiba stored all his energy. “I’d still be sticky and would need a towel,” he pointed out, fighting back his blush.

Kiba smirked, leaning forward and slicking a tongue across Shikamaru’s stomach, tasting his spend there. He started licking all across the other’s front, cleaning his skin of the white stuff almost eagerly.

“Saliva’s easier to get out of towels,” He said, taking a liberty and suckling at a nipple that was only barely touched by Shikamaru’s release.

Shikamaru shivered, muscles twitching, body still sensitive in the afterglow of his orgasm. “And I bet you know from experience,” he muttered, rolling his eyes.

Kiba bit down on the pert little bud.

“I’m not denying anything. I like sex,” Kiba said, letting go and lapping at where he’d bitten. “But I’m not stupid about it, so no worries. You don’t got any diseases, or at least not from me.”

Sasuke snorted, rising up on one elbow.

“You better not have given us anything,” He threatened, sweeping his eyes over Shikamaru’s now glistening front.

Shikamaru made a surprised sound in the back of his throat. He glanced over at Sasuke, feeling his face heat up a little under his gaze. There was a difference between watching before and after sex.

Kiba laughed, moving down to the Nara’s entrance once he’d finished with the front. He gripped the boy’s ass, lifting him up off the bed easily, bending down and lapping away at what had spilled over.

Sasuke smirked at the blushing Nara, moving a little closer to the two. He lifted a finger, swiping it over Kiba’s own stomach, coming away with forgotten spend. Kiba’s eyes followed him, tongue pausing as his eyes grew heated. Sasuke stuck the finger in his mouth, suckling through curled lips.

“He’s not the only dirty one, eh Kiba?”

Shikamaru yelped in surprise at being lifted, face darkening as his blush grew. He gripped at the sheets after giving up on trying to watch them, just staring up the ceiling instead.

Kiba shivered lightly, smirking back at him as he ran his tongue around and around Shikamaru’s entrance. He started kneading at the Nara’s ass with his hands.

“Go ahead and clean me up,” He taunted, turning back and delving his tongue into Shikamaru this time, slurping up the Uchiha’s spend. Said Uchiha grinned, moving onto his hands and knees before dropping a bit lower, arching his back to get at Kiba’s stomach, swiping his tongue over the hardened muscles and cooled white fluid.

Shikamaru shuddered, legs straining as he tried not to squirm. He was glad there was a period of respite otherwise he was sure he’d be well on his way to being hard again, if not actually there.

Just as Kiba was pulling back, a trail of sticky white leading from his lips to Shikamaru’s still inviting pink hole, Naruto rolled over, blinking.

“Wazzat?” He said, before widening his eyes. Shikamaru’s ass was lifted in the air, Kiba’s mouth was white rimmed and Sasuke… Sasuke was kneeling like a sex kitten lapping someone’s milk off of Kiba. He swallowed nervously, eyes round.

“What the hell were you guys doing while I was sleeping?!”

Shikamaru glanced over at Naruto at his outburst, legs twitching a little in the air. He flushed a little again before pushing it back with a smirk, not liking feeling the spark of awkwardness.

“Well, what’s it look like?” He quirked an eyebrow.

Naruto flushed darkly, unable to look away. Kiba grinned back at him, licking his lips slowly. Sasuke leaned back, sitting on his calves, much to the Inuzuka’s displeasure.

“I, uh…” Naruto could only blush even more, tilting his head down. “Well, what would you do if you woke up to this?”

“Join in.” Kiba didn’t even hesitate, making Naruto stumble on whatever words he had next.

Shikamaru snorted, rolling his eyes to look at Kiba—or what he could see of him in this position. “Of course you would. You probably join in on when your dogs are fucking,” he said, teasing with his smirk still in place.

Kiba grinned, dropping Shikamaru back to the bed with a slight bounce, before crawling up his body, sprawling across his chest. He kissed the Nara, slipping his tongue in so he could taste the mix of his own seed with Sasuke’s.

“Only if I haven’t gotten any in forever, dude," He said when he pulled back. Naruto’s eyes were wide as sky blue saucers, cheeks a dark, dark crimson.

Shikamaru blinked, tongue flicking out against his lips in an automatic gesture. His smirk widened a little before he chuckled, shaking his head minutely. “Only you, Kiba,” he murmured.

“Kidding, kidding. Even I wouldn’t do that. Unless they’d turned into a human like Akamaru can do,” Kiba corrected as an afterthought. He leaned down, kissing the other again as his eyes were drawn to the movement of the Nara’s tongue.

“Kiba, you’re such a whore,” Sasuke said, sitting back on the side now, criss-cross, and facing the two kissing. Naruto sat up as well, still a little shocked by what he’d woken up too but adjusting.

Shikamaru returned the kiss for a second before pulling back. He smirked up at the dog-nin before saying, “I still need that towel, you know.”

Kiba sat back, eyes focusing in on Sasuke. The one male he hadn’t gotten to yet. Sitting there all pretty and unmarked. Smooth milky skin just taunting him. His eyes glittered as he slipped one leg off from straddling Shikamaru, facing the Uchiha.

“Mhm.” He barely acknowledged the Nara, licking his lips as Sasuke quirked an eyebrow at him. His muscles tensed, ready to spring.

Suddenly a semi-sharp fingernail was tracing down his spine, directly down the center of his muscles. The motion forced the Inuzuka to bow downward, under the cruel onslaught of sensations that came from being touched while on such high alert. He heard Naruto’s soft laughter.

“You’re just like a puppy, Kiba.”

Shikamaru rolled his eyes and let out a quiet snort before he sat up and scooted back, arranging himself so he was sitting against the headboard, pillows pushed the side still. He just sat back and watched all three of them, amusement swirling in his eyes.

Kiba blushed slightly, twisting away from Naruto’s fingers and giving him a halfhearted glare.

“Come on, you touched right when I was gunna…” He trailed off, seeing his chance again. Sasuke had only snorted, leaning back on his hands, leaving himself open. Kiba didn’t wait for show, he pounced.

“Mnf!” Sasuke grunted, Kiba landing on his chest, lips locked with his own before he could finish exhaling. His head spun, oxygen quickly depleting until he finally managed to shove Kiba back.

“Mutt, keep your paws off me!” He snarled in a breathless manner, panting. Kiba smirked, leaning down for another kiss, pressing against Sasuke’s arm at his throat.

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow at the two and inwardly shook his head. For a second he thought about stopping Kiba—after all, if Sasuke didn’t want anything, he shouldn’t get it—but just mentally shrugged. Sasuke could stop the Inuzuka and said boy would only push so far anyway. Hopefully.

Instead he turned his attention to himself, frowning a little at the feeling of drying saliva. And he was sure there were still trace amounts of cum, too. Damnit, he really didn’t want to get up.

Naruto glanced over, distracted from watching Kiba and Sasuke’s struggling. He felt laughter well up at Shikamaru’s almost scandalized expression. He crawled over to him, lying out beside him, lying on his side. He pressed his cheek against the Nara’s shoulder, rolling his eyes up at him.

“What’s up?” He asked with a small grin tugging at his lips. He resisted looking over as Kiba and Sasuke fell off the bed, Kiba howling in laughter as Sasuke cursed in rage.

Shikamaru’s eyes were momentarily on Naruto before flickering over to the other two, rolling then back on the blond. He sighed and resisted the urge to pout at how uncomfortable he was getting. “Hm, I need to clean up, but I feel too tired to get up and walk.”

Naruto grinned up at him, sitting up and smiling even broader.

“Did you just bite me?!” Sasuke’s sharp voice came from the side of the bed, followed by Kiba’s loud snickering.

“No, I just opened my mouth and closed it on your skin ‘cause I wanted to pierce you. Although, I think a nipple ring would really go with--” There was a sound of movement and more struggle.

“Want me to get you a wet towel?” Naruto turned back from where he’d been staring, ignoring the other two as he smiled happily at Shikamaru. He was feeling energetic after his heavy nap and pleasing Shikamaru was always a bonus.

“Er, if you want to,” Shikamaru said, blinking up at Naruto and a small smile forming. “I’d appreciate it,” he added, “especially since you’re not one of the two who caused me to be sticky.”

Naruto bent down, giving a small kiss to the other boy before he rolled away, hurrying off into the bathroom to get the towel. He almost started whistling to himself on the way.

“Kiba, get your mouth off of my nipple!” Sasuke demanded, his hands flailing up above the bed’s edge before Kiba’s came up and pinned them down to the floor, the both of them out of sight once more. Sasuke’s growled protests only seemed to increase as he struggled to gain the upper hand.

Shikamaru’s smile widened as he watched Naruto, it fading as the other two’s fight brought back his attention. After a moment’s thought, he crawled over the edge of the bed and looked down, raising an eyebrow.

“Do you ever tire out, Kiba?”

Sasuke used this minor distraction and bucked his hips, forcing Kiba off balance and flipping him. He sat up, about to get to his feet and away when Kiba slammed into his back again, having recovered and crouched, springing into the air quickly.

“Yeah, but it takes a lot. And besides, I’m used to sexual stuff. Once Naruto gets used to it, he’ll be just like me.” The Inuzuka slid his hands down, caressing at Sasuke’s crotch lovingly. “Insatiable.”

Shikamaru rolled his eyes before shaking his head. “And you can’t save your sex drive for later, with someone else who… I don’t know, wants it?” he asked, smirking. “I’m sure Neji wouldn’t mind some company after spying on us earlier.”

Kiba gave Shikamaru an incredulous look, groping the Uchiha further.

“Such words, Shika! How can I ever be satisfied without having tapped this fine ass?” He said, pressing his pelvic up to Sasuke’s backside. The raven haired boy growled, lurching to the side and rolling out of Kiba’s grasp. Kiba growled in return, crouching to jump again.

“Hey, Shikamaru, here’s your towel!” Naruto said, bouncing into the room and flopping down next to the Nara. He held out the wet towel.

“I’m sure you could cope,” Shikamaru said with a snort. He sat back at Naruto’s re-entrance and reached out, taking the towel. “Thanks.”

He started wiping himself down, starting with his ears and neck before moving to his chest and then lower.

Naruto watched Kiba, raising an eyebrow in question. He reached forward, poking Kiba right before he was about to launch, disrupting him again.

“Aww, come on, I never get to pounce when you’re around!” Kiba whined much to Naruto’s amusement.

“Neji would fuck you.” He said, nodding. He’d heard what Shikamaru suggested while coming back.

Shikamaru smirked and chuckled, reaching around behind himself, starting to clean his backside and the edge of his entrance. “And if you play your cards right, you might be able to fuck him.”

Kiba slumped down, draping his arms across the bed, out in front of him. He sighed dramatically.

“You just want to get rid of me and keep the Uchiha all to yourselves.” He pouted. Sasuke, having gone unmolested for more than five seconds, took the opportunity to climb back onto the bed, leaving Naruto and Shikamaru between himself and the dog boy.

“Mmm, maybe we are? But none of us have been with Neji, so it would be an accomplishment to be his first, right?” Naruto said, smirking down at the Inuzuka.

“You said yourself the other day that Neji was one of your fantasies,” Shikamaru reminded him, smirk becoming wider. “Don’t you want to confirm if his Gentle Fist can really be gentle?”

“See, you are trying to get rid of me!” Kiba said, pouting further. “Was the sex not good enough? Do you prefer Uchiha cock to Inuzuka?”

“Do you really want to get wrapped up in this kind of relationship?” Sasuke asked, raising an eyebrow at him. They were coming up with enough problems with just the two, plenty more when Naruto came in, what amount of stress would four people cause on each other?

Shikamaru sighed softly and sat back again, getting more comfortable. “There was nothing bad with what we did and I think it’s safe to say we all liked it,” he said, glancing at the other two, “but we agreed on nothing else, especially attachments. But that also doesn’t mean it doesn’t have to happen again.” He paused then pressed, “Some other day.”

Kiba lowered his head in defeat.

“Alright, alright, I get it. You had your sex and now I’m going.” He said, standing up. He grinned at them as he started gathering all of his things, sticking his tongue out playfully. “You’ll want more of me, for sure.” He snickered, walking towards the door.

Naruto got up out of the bed, trotting over quickly. He grabbed Kiba into a hug from behind, nuzzling his neck affectionately.

“The sex was great, Kiba.” He lowered his voice, tilting his head and whispering into his ear, “Thanks for helping me afterwards, when I was… spazzing.”

Kiba lifted a hand up, patting Naruto’s blond locks with returning affection.

“No problem. Just make sure to invite me over again, alright? And fuck Sasuke good for me,” He said, laughing as he walked fully through the door this time. Sasuke snorted, laying back on the bed as Naruto came back, sitting beside Shikamaru and smiling.

“What do you wanna do now?” He asked brightly.

Shikamaru chuckled and stretched a little with another sigh. “Truthfully I’d like to nap, but I suppose you’d rather go out and do something?” he asked, absently scratching the back of his head.

Naruto nodded eagerly, stretching out next to Shikamaru. He began to hum where he lay.

“Mhm. Where did you go anyway?” he asked, referring to earlier. Sasuke chuckled, laying out as well, not caring what they did all that much.

Shikamaru quirked an eyebrow then just laid down himself, smiling faintly. “Mm, I was starting to feel nauseous so we got food for that and clothes for Sasuke,” he said, taking out his hair tie after talking, it starting to dig into his skull up like that.

He smirked a little again. “At least Kiba didn’t see those clothes. Not sure if he’d ever leave if he did.”

Sasuke started to chuckle, causing Naruto to raise an eyebrow. What did he miss? He rolled over, moving so that his chin was on Shikamaru’s chest, eyes on the Nara.

“What? What kinda clothes did you guys buy?” He asked, curiosity spiking.

Shikamaru glanced down at Naruto, smirk widening. He raised a hand and ran it through the blond’s hair as he rolled his eyes over to Sasuke for a second before back on Naruto.

“Everything but his underwear and socks are leather.”

Naruto burst out laughing, tilting his face down to smother it in Shikamaru’s stomach. He couldn’t even hear Sasuke’s chuckling over his roaring amusement, a ringing soon building in his ears from the force of it.

“Are you… are you… serious?!” He barked out when he could finally breathe without descending into a fit of giggling or snickering. He heard Sasuke snort from the side, smiling.

“Of course. If I don’t feel like wearing leather I can borrow something from Shikamaru,” He said, smile turning into a smirk.

Shikamaru snorted, thinking about moving his arm and nudging Sasuke but deciding against it, too tired to even move his arm more than necessary. “Or Naruto’s,” he said. “He’s even more your size.”

“I refuse to wear orange of that magnitude and shade.” Sasuke said bluntly. Naruto made an indignant noise, reaching over and shoving at the Uchiha.

“Hey! Orange rocks!” He defended himself. He turned to Shikamaru, huffing. “Right?”

“Mm. At least it’s black and orange now instead of blue and orange,” Shikamaru said, side-stepping the question. Really, he didn’t think the color would look good on anyone but the Uzumaki anyway. And it’s not like it was a good color for a ninja but as long as he pulled it off.

Naruto pouted, sticking his lower lip out at Shikamaru.

“Come on, orange isn’t that bad, is it?” He whined at the Nara, giving him his best puppy dog eyes. Sasuke snickered from the sidelines.

Shikamaru glanced at Sasuke, scowling at him. He let out a sigh and looked back at Naruto. “It’s a good color for you Naruto,” he said.

Naruto smiled, leaning up and kissing Shikamaru lightly. He dropped back down, bringing his arms up and crossing them under his chin, across the Nara’s stomach.

“Thanks! So, what do you wanna do? We can go train, go around the village, go get some ramen, go see a movie, go… somewhere.” He listed, quickly running out of ideas. Sasuke snorted again, lounging back.

“I doubt there’s any good movies.”

Shikamaru smiled faintly, giving a half-shrug, not wanting to move much and disrupt Naruto off him. “Not unless you like Icha Icha,” he said with a snort. “You guys just decide what to do; I’m sure whatever it is will be fine.”

Naruto and Sasuke deliberated more before finally coming up with an answer, dragging Shikamaru out of bed, dressing, and carting him off into the sunlight.