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Chapter 26
A/N: Okay, I have another ton of fan art for which to post links. The fan artists are like machines!
Kyuubi1010 of deviantART:
Back to Business: http://kyuubi1010.deviantart.com/art/Back-to-Business-107925783 (ShikaNeji - warning: mature!)
A Matter of Time: http://kyuubi1010.deviantart.com/art/A-Matter-of-Time-107991113
(ShikaNeji – warning: mature!)
Crazyaanglover of deviantART:
Shizune: http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Shizune-107781982
And an updated version of her ShikaHia doujin:
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-1-108096329
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-2-108096636
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-3-108096976
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-4-108097321
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-5-108097719
Okay, and now…LIME ALERT!
Have fun!
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Warning: unbeta’d; language; angst; humor; UST; yaoi
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Neji followed Shikamaru to the door. He bit his lip as he observed the slump of his lover’s shoulders. The word circus came to mind when Neji replayed the evening’s events in his mind. It had been trying for them both.
Shikamaru locked the door and then turned to find his lover standing behind him. He smiled weakly and sighed. “You ready to tackle the dining room now?” he asked Neji, jerking his head in that direction.
Neji nodded. “The sooner the better.”
The two men made efficient work of clearing the table of dishes, trays and the like, and then wheeling them on carts to the kitchen. Shikamaru entered the kitchen first and without hesitation, but stopped once Neji was inside.
He turned to the long-haired man. “Neji, I’m sorry my parents desecrated your kitchen”, he told him with a defeated expression. The smell of sex was still strong in the room.
“Well, I’m sorry for doubting what you told me about your parents for even a moment”, Neji responded. “Now look”, he continued, placing a hand on Shikamaru’s shoulder. “We’re not going to do this now. We’re going to put everything into a reasonable state for the maid service tomorrow and then settle in for the night. I think we could both do with a bit of relaxation, don’t you?”
Shikamaru smiled weakly again. “I like that idea.”
“Good. Let’s get to work.”
Both men rolled up their sleeves. Neji took care of the dishes and cutlery while Shikamaru tackled the food and table linen, imagining the cleaning crew’s reaction when they opened the door to the kitchen the next day.
All the photographs collected from the dining room were tossed in the trash.
In no time at all, the chores were done. Both men surveyed the large kitchen with hands on hips, pleased with their results.
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“Alright”, Neji exclaimed, rubbing the back of his neck beneath his hair. He looked at Shikamaru, who was still visibly stressed. He didn’t like it.
He placed a hand on each of the weary man’s shoulders. “Hey”, he coaxed. “It’s over, Shikamaru. The notorious dinner party is over, and neither of us is the worse for wear.”
“Like hell”, Shikamaru answered. “I feel like I just testified at a McCarthy hearing¹. I lost count of the number of times my father brought up the subject of me being bottom. I knew he’d have something to say about it, but I never thought I’d be accused of heresy!”
“Hey, hey”, Neji interjected, applying gentle pressure to Shikamaru’s shoulders with his hands. “No more of this now, okay? I don’t think I’ve seen you this stressed all weekend.”
Shikamaru sighed deeply, feeling some tension leave his body. “I’m sorry for being such a grouch.” He looked at Neji and smiled.
Neji smiled back. “Apology accepted.” He kissed Shikamaru lightly on the lips. “I bet I know what will help.”
Shikamaru wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist. “I’ll take that bet.” Shikamaru slipped the tip of his tongue between Neji’s lips before melding their mouths together in a sweet kiss.
It felt good to touch each other this way again after the evening they’d had. Shikamaru was eager to melt into Neji’s arms, to give himself to him, but something was still holding him back.
Neji made a move to deepen the kiss, but Shikamaru stopped him. “Neji…we can’t. Not here. It’s the scene of the crime.” The Nara looked Neji in the eyes then, trying to convey his need. “Take me to bed.”
“All right”, Neji conceded. After the evening they’d had, he didn’t need to be told twice.
The two men broke apart and turned to leave the kitchen.
Shikamaru exited the kitchen first. Neji flipped the switch to turn off the light and closed the door behind him just as his cell phone rang, stopping both men in their tracks.
Neji retrieved his phone from his pocket and read his uncle’s name on its caller ID.
He looked up at Shikamaru, who was watching him. “It’s my uncle. Go on back, I’m right behind you”, he told him.
Shikamaru nodded, and then turned and headed down the hallway toward the bedroom.
Neji went into the living room and answered his phone.
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“Yes, uncle”, he said into the phone.
“Neji! I didn’t catch you at a bad time, did I?” Hiashi’s voice asked on the other end.
“No, we’re just finishing cleaning up. I would have thought you’d be pretty busy by now yourself. Is Mr. Nara still playing hard to get?” Neji couldn’t resist asking.
“He’s trying to, but I’ve got his missus on my side, so it’s only a matter of time now. I called to see how the two of you were doing; you seemed a little stressed when we left tonight.”
“Is it any wonder?” Neji responded. “Between his parents and your guest, we’ve been down the rabbit hole for the past four hours!”
“Oh, come on, it could have been worse. At least no one was drunk.”
Thank the gods for that. Neji scowled at his uncle’s comment. He didn’t even want to imagine that scene in the dining room with drunken participants.
Neji slid his free hand into the pocket of his pants. “Uncle, tell me something”, Neji asked. “Was this dinner party intended for us, or was it just a setup for you to get another shot at Mr. Nara?”
On the other end, the elder Hyuuga wondered to himself when someone would get around to asking him that question.
A longer-than-expected silence loomed before he spoke. “Neji…okay, I’ll admit that I was hoping for a chance to change something with the Naras tonight when I set this up. But I promise that this was all about you and Shikamaru.”
Hiashi hesitated again, and then continued. “Do you remember what Shikamaru told his father about the importance of everyone who was in the room? What he said…it nearly stopped my heart, Neji. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so strongly a part of anything as I did at that moment, and I’ve been a Hyuuga for 49 years. Oh, tonight was bigger than you and Shikamaru, or me and the Naras, Neji. Way bigger. There is some special destiny between our families. I wouldn’t have dared to believe it before now.”
Neji remembered those words as well. They had had the same potent affect on him as on his uncle. He remembered silently giving himself permission to think that he was sitting amongst his new family. Yes, a bizarre, somewhat dysfunctional family, but one he chose, and would choose again.
“Something important happened there tonight”, Hiashi spoke into the phone.
Neji quirked a brow. “Yes, it did”, he concurred. For his uncle to have understood and to have been as affected by it as he admitted to being, it must have been pretty important. His uncle had never been the sort of person anyone would call deep.
Neji glanced toward the hallway. And the night isn’t even over.
Neji decided just then that in the spirit of the evening something else that hadn’t ever happened there before would indeed be occurring.
“Neji”, his uncle called, pulling him from his thoughts, “how would you feel about you and Shikamaru living together? I mean actually living together someplace?”
Neji’s brows furrowed. What was his uncle on about now?
“What are you getting at, uncle?” he asked.
Hiashi could be heard sighing on the other end of the line. “I want to get you and Shikamaru a place together. It could be three bedrooms if you like. Think of it as a commitment present to you.”
Where is this coming from? “Uncle, Shikamaru and I share the opinion that it would be bad for our careers to have the same address”, Neji told him. “Besides, what’s wrong with the place I live in now?”
“Ask me that the next time Shikamaru has to prepare a meal in your kitchen.”
Hmm, viable logic, Neji thought to himself. He hadn’t really taken much time to think about it, but what had occurred in the kitchen would definitely change the way it felt to be in there, especially for Shikamaru.
Neji had only purchased the penthouse because his uncle had suggested it. It had always been more suited to the elder Hyuuga anyway. Neji never cared for the luxe setting. He only wanted a place to call his own where he wouldn’t be disturbed.
The thought of living together with Shikamaru permanently pleased Neji very much. He would love to see the end of the days when Shikamaru would return to his apartment to check his mail or respond to his messages. Neji had taken great comfort in having the man next to him in bed at night, and he never wanted it to change.
The Hyuuga enjoyed his career. He found he had a natural gift for the work. And it had always been a thing that distinguished him from the more well-known members of his family. He was known not as the son of the late Hizashi Hyuuga or the nephew of Hiashi Hyuuga, but as the Hyuuga who doffed his family’s ways and became a cop, working among the working class rather than languishing without true purpose among the elite. This brought Neji some measure of pride.
He knew that Shikamaru’s career was equally important to him. It was part of who the man was. Neji would do anything in his power to keep their relationship from interfering with either of their careers. In the case that he couldn’t however, he meant what he’d told Shikamaru’s father. If he and Shikamaru could no longer remain police officers because of their relationship, then Neji would take care of him. Shikamaru was his love.
The two of them living as ‘roommates’ at the same address would be a risk to their careers, but one Neji would take if his partner were willing.
“Alright, I’ll consider your offer. But what’s in it for you?” Neji asked.
“You let me have the penthouse for my own personal use from now on. No legal transactions, just plain old constructive possession².”
Neji smirked at his uncle’s comment. “Why, so you can have the Naras back for an instant replay in the kitchen?”
“When Shikaku finally gives in, I’ll have them back for a whole lot more than that.”
Neji pulled his hand from his pocket and raised its palm in the air. “I don’t need to hear anymore, uncle. We can talk about this some more tomorrow. Right now”, Neji finished, dropping his hand and looking toward the hallway, “someone very special is waiting patiently for me.”
“Well then, don’t let me keep you a moment longer. Enjoy yourself, Neji.” Hiashi’s voice was amused.
Neji smirked. “I intend to. Goodnight, uncle.”
“Goodnight, Neji.”
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Hiashi closed his cell phone and tossed it in the empty seat beside him. He thought about the evening, about the Naras, and about Neji and Shikamaru. Tonight they would all go to bed to the comfort of someone who loved them.
And they would have sex. Sweaty, sticky, passionate, sensational sex.
My turn is coming soon, he thought to himself as he drove to his yacht.
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Neji closed his cell phone and, slipping it back into his pocket, made his way down the hallway to the bedroom. The faint sound of jets in the tub could be heard, and caused Neji to smile a little.
Neji stood at the door of the bedroom, which smelled of a potent mix of fresh flowers and aftershave. A trail of Shikamaru’s clothing, beginning with the red tie, led directly to the en suite bathroom, through which doors the only light in the bedroom came.
Neji conducted a hasty process of removing his vest, tie, shirt, belt, shoes and socks before entering the bathroom. He was met with a sight that made him smile.
There was a naked Shikamaru, sitting against the wall of the large tub with his eyes closed. His hair, though damp, was still tied up in its usual style. His legs were spread wide. His arms were extended along the edge of the tub on either side of him.
Thank the gods he didn’t start without me. Neji wondered what Shikamaru was thinking about as he sat there. He looked peaceful and sexy and like an offering to the gods.
Shikamaru felt his lover’s presence in the room rather than heard it. He opened his eyes. “You’re still half-dressed”, came the offering’s calm observation.
“Not for long”, Neji responded, pulling his sleeveless undershirt off over his head and tossing it carelessly to the floor. “What were you thinking about just now?”
“Nothing, just the sound of the jets. The heat of the water. Me naked. You naked. Us naked. Your ass. My wang. Our work. Your money. Withania somnifera³. My parents. Your uncle.”
Shikamaru closed his eyes again. “Chaos theory.”
Neji chuckled as he divested himself of the last of his clothing and moved over to the tub. “That sounds like a lot of nothing, Shikamaru.”
“Yeah, well, I had a lot of time to think.” Shikamaru opened his eyes again to find his lover standing in front of the tub erect and completely naked.
“Come here”, Shikamaru ordered.
Neji moved, eager to obey his lover’s command and never taking his eyes off him. He reached behind himself with his free hand to unband his hair, tossing the band aside moments before he stepped into the hot, foamy water.
He gently lowered himself to his knees in the water, bending his torso back from the waist to wet his hair before moving forward on his hands and knees. He stopped directly in front of Shikamaru between his legs and sat back on his haunches, training those powerful eyes on him.
Shikamaru met the long-haired man’s penetrating gaze with his own.
I argued with my father over you, he thought to himself.
I think I’d kill for you.
Tonight I want to mark you, to brand you as Nara. As mine.
The way you have branded me as yours.
Neji reached out a hand beneath the water and wrapped it around the Nara’s hard cock. He stroked it once, twice, and then licked his lips. He gave Shikamaru a mischievous look before inhaling deeply and lowering his head in one smooth move until it was beneath the water’s surface with his mouth wrapped around the head of Shikamaru’s cock.
“Oh, holy shit!” Shikamaru exclaimed, eyes wide and body tensing. He watched his lover’s head as it bobbed beneath the water and concentrated on holding himself still. If he arched, Neji would likely gag and if Neji gagged underwater…
The Hyuuga was improvising. He’d never done anything like this before. He hollowed his cheeks in a sucking motion around the smooth organ a few times and then dipped the tip of his tongue into the slit before releasing it from his mouth and coming up for air.
Neji looked at his lover and smiled. “Did you like that?” he asked.
“I’m not sure, but that might have been the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen”, Shikamaru answered. “You know, that was extraordinarily dangerous.”
“It was contrition”, he responded, turning to sit between Shikamaru’s legs and extending his own legs out in front of him. “I didn’t mean to keep you waiting so long.”
Shikamaru wrapped his arms around his lover’s torso. “Well, you are definitely forgiven.”
Neji chuckled, resting his head against one of Shikamaru’s shoulders and feeling that erection pressed into his back.
Shikamaru roamed Neji’s body with his hands, pinching his nipples, rubbing his thighs and playing in the coarse pubic hair before grabbing the Hyuuga’s cock with one of his hands.
Neji bent his legs, spread them, and arched in response. “Am I hurting you?” Neji breathed, referring to the Nara’s erection.
“It’s fine”, he responded, slowly stroking the swollen cock in his hand. “If that changes then we’ll just have to find a new position.”
Neji quirked a brow. “I think I like the sound of that.”
Shikamaru’s other hand moved to rest against Neji’s forehead. Neji spread his own hands out against both of Shikamaru’s hips, anchoring himself as Shikamaru moved his head so his neck was exposed.
“What did Hiashi want?” the Nara asked before licking the column of Neji’s throat.
The Hyuuga closed his eyes and moaned. He could feel that erection moving between them and the hand on his own cock felt good too.
“He was…just checking up on us.”
Shikamaru began to nip at Neji’s jaw with his teeth. “Did he say he was with my parents?”
“Mmm, no. Your father is…still playing hard to get.”
Shikamaru took the lobe of Neji’s ear between his teeth, licking and sucking it playfully. He didn’t really want to think about his father at the moment. He had a mouthful and handfuls of Neji and there was definitely something else he wanted to do.
“You taste good, Neji”, Shikamaru murmured, squeezing the cock in his hand a little as he stroked. “You feel good too.”
“So do you”, Neji hissed, arching into the hand again. He moved his own hands until they rested at the very top of Shikamaru’s ass, applying the gentle pressure that told Shikamaru he wanted him even closer. He turned his head back out of Shikamaru’s grasp and sought out the man’s mouth in a needy kiss.
Shikamaru responded eagerly, tangling their tongues together. He moved that empty hand around to cup Neji’s chin, holding his head in place while he plundered his mouth.
Neji could feel Shikamaru squirm as the cock pressed between their bodies moved.
“Shikamaru”, Neji breathed when the pair broke the kiss for air.
“Yes?” Shikamaru asked.
“Are you finally going to put out?” He asked him.
The Nara smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Hey, don’t confuse me with my old man. I have only held back for your safety.”
“You have been driving me crazy with those toys all week when all I wanted was you inside me.” Neji began to stroke the Nara’s thighs with his hands. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”
Neji moved out of Shikamaru’s grasp to turn his body so that he straddled the man’s lap, forcing Shikamaru to close his legs. He arched his body into Shikamaru’s, grinding their hyper erections together. Waves of water lapped up over the side of the tub, splashing the floor around it.
On instinct, Shikamaru grabbed two handfuls of the Hyuuga’s ass, pressing their two bodies even closer together.
Neji felt a finger teasing his entrance. He wrapped his arms around the Nara’s neck and moved his head around to his ear. “Stretch me so I can ride you”, he whispered, and then arched into that finger.
Shikamaru’s rambunctious cock was first to respond.
He felt his eyes roll back just as he closed them. He wanted Neji riding his cock. He could see it in his mind…hell, he’d seen that image in his mind a million times, and it always made him painfully hard. But not in the tub. It would be…awkward, at least potentially, and Shikamaru didn’t want anything to interfere.
Neji arched into that finger again. On instinct Shikamaru pushed it inside.
“Ah”, Neji moaned into the Nara’s ear, smiling. “That’s it, Shikamaru. Stretch me so I can feel you sliding deep.”
“Fuck, Neji!” Shikamaru exclaimed, pumping that finger in spite of himself. His cock was twitching non-stop. Neji’s words were so arousing. “We will do this properly, in the bed. Not in this tub.”
“Then take me to bed”, Neji commanded, nipping the lobe of the Nara’s ear. “And hurry. I need to feel it twitch while you’re buried balls-deep in my ass.”
“Neji!” Shikamaru whined. He was reaching a breaking point. His cock hurt and his balls hurt. His eyes kept trying to roll back. All he could think of doing at that moment was lifting Neji off his lap and then slamming him back down on his angry cock. Damn the Hyuuga for being able to reduce him to this so effortlessly.
Shikamaru withdrew the finger from Neji’s ass and squeezed the cheeks in his hands. He scowled at his lover. “You are so going to get it.”
Neji stood up in the tub, wet and erect. He looked down at the Nara, smiling deviously. “Promise?”
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A/N:
(1) A senator named Joseph McCarthy held a series of pointless hearings marked by extensive examinations, aimed in theory at exposing communism in the US Government back in 1954. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Army-McCarthy_Hearings
(2) I didn’t pull that title out of thin air. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constructive_possession
(3) An herb that, when taken, helps the body adjust to stressful situations. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Withania_somnifera
Gotta love Wikipedia, eh?
HAHA! Neji’s gonna get it, Neji’s gonna get it…
So…Hiashi was so thrilled over what the Naras did in Neji’s kitchen that he now wants to enshrine the so-called scene of the crime, and he’s willing to give Neji another penthouse in exchange! Man, is he hooked! That’s some love shack, LOL!
Hiashi has to go Nara-less for one more night, but that won’t last. Stick around for the Shikaku/Hiashi fic that is coming once this fic is complete.
Shikamaru agrees to own Neji for the first time (finally!). How will it go? Stay tuned and please leave a review!
Kyuubi1010 of deviantART:
Back to Business: http://kyuubi1010.deviantart.com/art/Back-to-Business-107925783 (ShikaNeji - warning: mature!)
A Matter of Time: http://kyuubi1010.deviantart.com/art/A-Matter-of-Time-107991113
(ShikaNeji – warning: mature!)
Crazyaanglover of deviantART:
Shizune: http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Shizune-107781982
And an updated version of her ShikaHia doujin:
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-1-108096329
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-2-108096636
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-3-108096976
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-4-108097321
http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Time-s-Up-5-108097719
Okay, and now…LIME ALERT!
Have fun!
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Warning: unbeta’d; language; angst; humor; UST; yaoi
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Neji followed Shikamaru to the door. He bit his lip as he observed the slump of his lover’s shoulders. The word circus came to mind when Neji replayed the evening’s events in his mind. It had been trying for them both.
Shikamaru locked the door and then turned to find his lover standing behind him. He smiled weakly and sighed. “You ready to tackle the dining room now?” he asked Neji, jerking his head in that direction.
Neji nodded. “The sooner the better.”
The two men made efficient work of clearing the table of dishes, trays and the like, and then wheeling them on carts to the kitchen. Shikamaru entered the kitchen first and without hesitation, but stopped once Neji was inside.
He turned to the long-haired man. “Neji, I’m sorry my parents desecrated your kitchen”, he told him with a defeated expression. The smell of sex was still strong in the room.
“Well, I’m sorry for doubting what you told me about your parents for even a moment”, Neji responded. “Now look”, he continued, placing a hand on Shikamaru’s shoulder. “We’re not going to do this now. We’re going to put everything into a reasonable state for the maid service tomorrow and then settle in for the night. I think we could both do with a bit of relaxation, don’t you?”
Shikamaru smiled weakly again. “I like that idea.”
“Good. Let’s get to work.”
Both men rolled up their sleeves. Neji took care of the dishes and cutlery while Shikamaru tackled the food and table linen, imagining the cleaning crew’s reaction when they opened the door to the kitchen the next day.
All the photographs collected from the dining room were tossed in the trash.
In no time at all, the chores were done. Both men surveyed the large kitchen with hands on hips, pleased with their results.
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“Alright”, Neji exclaimed, rubbing the back of his neck beneath his hair. He looked at Shikamaru, who was still visibly stressed. He didn’t like it.
He placed a hand on each of the weary man’s shoulders. “Hey”, he coaxed. “It’s over, Shikamaru. The notorious dinner party is over, and neither of us is the worse for wear.”
“Like hell”, Shikamaru answered. “I feel like I just testified at a McCarthy hearing¹. I lost count of the number of times my father brought up the subject of me being bottom. I knew he’d have something to say about it, but I never thought I’d be accused of heresy!”
“Hey, hey”, Neji interjected, applying gentle pressure to Shikamaru’s shoulders with his hands. “No more of this now, okay? I don’t think I’ve seen you this stressed all weekend.”
Shikamaru sighed deeply, feeling some tension leave his body. “I’m sorry for being such a grouch.” He looked at Neji and smiled.
Neji smiled back. “Apology accepted.” He kissed Shikamaru lightly on the lips. “I bet I know what will help.”
Shikamaru wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist. “I’ll take that bet.” Shikamaru slipped the tip of his tongue between Neji’s lips before melding their mouths together in a sweet kiss.
It felt good to touch each other this way again after the evening they’d had. Shikamaru was eager to melt into Neji’s arms, to give himself to him, but something was still holding him back.
Neji made a move to deepen the kiss, but Shikamaru stopped him. “Neji…we can’t. Not here. It’s the scene of the crime.” The Nara looked Neji in the eyes then, trying to convey his need. “Take me to bed.”
“All right”, Neji conceded. After the evening they’d had, he didn’t need to be told twice.
The two men broke apart and turned to leave the kitchen.
Shikamaru exited the kitchen first. Neji flipped the switch to turn off the light and closed the door behind him just as his cell phone rang, stopping both men in their tracks.
Neji retrieved his phone from his pocket and read his uncle’s name on its caller ID.
He looked up at Shikamaru, who was watching him. “It’s my uncle. Go on back, I’m right behind you”, he told him.
Shikamaru nodded, and then turned and headed down the hallway toward the bedroom.
Neji went into the living room and answered his phone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Yes, uncle”, he said into the phone.
“Neji! I didn’t catch you at a bad time, did I?” Hiashi’s voice asked on the other end.
“No, we’re just finishing cleaning up. I would have thought you’d be pretty busy by now yourself. Is Mr. Nara still playing hard to get?” Neji couldn’t resist asking.
“He’s trying to, but I’ve got his missus on my side, so it’s only a matter of time now. I called to see how the two of you were doing; you seemed a little stressed when we left tonight.”
“Is it any wonder?” Neji responded. “Between his parents and your guest, we’ve been down the rabbit hole for the past four hours!”
“Oh, come on, it could have been worse. At least no one was drunk.”
Thank the gods for that. Neji scowled at his uncle’s comment. He didn’t even want to imagine that scene in the dining room with drunken participants.
Neji slid his free hand into the pocket of his pants. “Uncle, tell me something”, Neji asked. “Was this dinner party intended for us, or was it just a setup for you to get another shot at Mr. Nara?”
On the other end, the elder Hyuuga wondered to himself when someone would get around to asking him that question.
A longer-than-expected silence loomed before he spoke. “Neji…okay, I’ll admit that I was hoping for a chance to change something with the Naras tonight when I set this up. But I promise that this was all about you and Shikamaru.”
Hiashi hesitated again, and then continued. “Do you remember what Shikamaru told his father about the importance of everyone who was in the room? What he said…it nearly stopped my heart, Neji. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so strongly a part of anything as I did at that moment, and I’ve been a Hyuuga for 49 years. Oh, tonight was bigger than you and Shikamaru, or me and the Naras, Neji. Way bigger. There is some special destiny between our families. I wouldn’t have dared to believe it before now.”
Neji remembered those words as well. They had had the same potent affect on him as on his uncle. He remembered silently giving himself permission to think that he was sitting amongst his new family. Yes, a bizarre, somewhat dysfunctional family, but one he chose, and would choose again.
“Something important happened there tonight”, Hiashi spoke into the phone.
Neji quirked a brow. “Yes, it did”, he concurred. For his uncle to have understood and to have been as affected by it as he admitted to being, it must have been pretty important. His uncle had never been the sort of person anyone would call deep.
Neji glanced toward the hallway. And the night isn’t even over.
Neji decided just then that in the spirit of the evening something else that hadn’t ever happened there before would indeed be occurring.
“Neji”, his uncle called, pulling him from his thoughts, “how would you feel about you and Shikamaru living together? I mean actually living together someplace?”
Neji’s brows furrowed. What was his uncle on about now?
“What are you getting at, uncle?” he asked.
Hiashi could be heard sighing on the other end of the line. “I want to get you and Shikamaru a place together. It could be three bedrooms if you like. Think of it as a commitment present to you.”
Where is this coming from? “Uncle, Shikamaru and I share the opinion that it would be bad for our careers to have the same address”, Neji told him. “Besides, what’s wrong with the place I live in now?”
“Ask me that the next time Shikamaru has to prepare a meal in your kitchen.”
Hmm, viable logic, Neji thought to himself. He hadn’t really taken much time to think about it, but what had occurred in the kitchen would definitely change the way it felt to be in there, especially for Shikamaru.
Neji had only purchased the penthouse because his uncle had suggested it. It had always been more suited to the elder Hyuuga anyway. Neji never cared for the luxe setting. He only wanted a place to call his own where he wouldn’t be disturbed.
The thought of living together with Shikamaru permanently pleased Neji very much. He would love to see the end of the days when Shikamaru would return to his apartment to check his mail or respond to his messages. Neji had taken great comfort in having the man next to him in bed at night, and he never wanted it to change.
The Hyuuga enjoyed his career. He found he had a natural gift for the work. And it had always been a thing that distinguished him from the more well-known members of his family. He was known not as the son of the late Hizashi Hyuuga or the nephew of Hiashi Hyuuga, but as the Hyuuga who doffed his family’s ways and became a cop, working among the working class rather than languishing without true purpose among the elite. This brought Neji some measure of pride.
He knew that Shikamaru’s career was equally important to him. It was part of who the man was. Neji would do anything in his power to keep their relationship from interfering with either of their careers. In the case that he couldn’t however, he meant what he’d told Shikamaru’s father. If he and Shikamaru could no longer remain police officers because of their relationship, then Neji would take care of him. Shikamaru was his love.
The two of them living as ‘roommates’ at the same address would be a risk to their careers, but one Neji would take if his partner were willing.
“Alright, I’ll consider your offer. But what’s in it for you?” Neji asked.
“You let me have the penthouse for my own personal use from now on. No legal transactions, just plain old constructive possession².”
Neji smirked at his uncle’s comment. “Why, so you can have the Naras back for an instant replay in the kitchen?”
“When Shikaku finally gives in, I’ll have them back for a whole lot more than that.”
Neji pulled his hand from his pocket and raised its palm in the air. “I don’t need to hear anymore, uncle. We can talk about this some more tomorrow. Right now”, Neji finished, dropping his hand and looking toward the hallway, “someone very special is waiting patiently for me.”
“Well then, don’t let me keep you a moment longer. Enjoy yourself, Neji.” Hiashi’s voice was amused.
Neji smirked. “I intend to. Goodnight, uncle.”
“Goodnight, Neji.”
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Hiashi closed his cell phone and tossed it in the empty seat beside him. He thought about the evening, about the Naras, and about Neji and Shikamaru. Tonight they would all go to bed to the comfort of someone who loved them.
And they would have sex. Sweaty, sticky, passionate, sensational sex.
My turn is coming soon, he thought to himself as he drove to his yacht.
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Neji closed his cell phone and, slipping it back into his pocket, made his way down the hallway to the bedroom. The faint sound of jets in the tub could be heard, and caused Neji to smile a little.
Neji stood at the door of the bedroom, which smelled of a potent mix of fresh flowers and aftershave. A trail of Shikamaru’s clothing, beginning with the red tie, led directly to the en suite bathroom, through which doors the only light in the bedroom came.
Neji conducted a hasty process of removing his vest, tie, shirt, belt, shoes and socks before entering the bathroom. He was met with a sight that made him smile.
There was a naked Shikamaru, sitting against the wall of the large tub with his eyes closed. His hair, though damp, was still tied up in its usual style. His legs were spread wide. His arms were extended along the edge of the tub on either side of him.
Thank the gods he didn’t start without me. Neji wondered what Shikamaru was thinking about as he sat there. He looked peaceful and sexy and like an offering to the gods.
Shikamaru felt his lover’s presence in the room rather than heard it. He opened his eyes. “You’re still half-dressed”, came the offering’s calm observation.
“Not for long”, Neji responded, pulling his sleeveless undershirt off over his head and tossing it carelessly to the floor. “What were you thinking about just now?”
“Nothing, just the sound of the jets. The heat of the water. Me naked. You naked. Us naked. Your ass. My wang. Our work. Your money. Withania somnifera³. My parents. Your uncle.”
Shikamaru closed his eyes again. “Chaos theory.”
Neji chuckled as he divested himself of the last of his clothing and moved over to the tub. “That sounds like a lot of nothing, Shikamaru.”
“Yeah, well, I had a lot of time to think.” Shikamaru opened his eyes again to find his lover standing in front of the tub erect and completely naked.
“Come here”, Shikamaru ordered.
Neji moved, eager to obey his lover’s command and never taking his eyes off him. He reached behind himself with his free hand to unband his hair, tossing the band aside moments before he stepped into the hot, foamy water.
He gently lowered himself to his knees in the water, bending his torso back from the waist to wet his hair before moving forward on his hands and knees. He stopped directly in front of Shikamaru between his legs and sat back on his haunches, training those powerful eyes on him.
Shikamaru met the long-haired man’s penetrating gaze with his own.
I argued with my father over you, he thought to himself.
I think I’d kill for you.
Tonight I want to mark you, to brand you as Nara. As mine.
The way you have branded me as yours.
Neji reached out a hand beneath the water and wrapped it around the Nara’s hard cock. He stroked it once, twice, and then licked his lips. He gave Shikamaru a mischievous look before inhaling deeply and lowering his head in one smooth move until it was beneath the water’s surface with his mouth wrapped around the head of Shikamaru’s cock.
“Oh, holy shit!” Shikamaru exclaimed, eyes wide and body tensing. He watched his lover’s head as it bobbed beneath the water and concentrated on holding himself still. If he arched, Neji would likely gag and if Neji gagged underwater…
The Hyuuga was improvising. He’d never done anything like this before. He hollowed his cheeks in a sucking motion around the smooth organ a few times and then dipped the tip of his tongue into the slit before releasing it from his mouth and coming up for air.
Neji looked at his lover and smiled. “Did you like that?” he asked.
“I’m not sure, but that might have been the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen”, Shikamaru answered. “You know, that was extraordinarily dangerous.”
“It was contrition”, he responded, turning to sit between Shikamaru’s legs and extending his own legs out in front of him. “I didn’t mean to keep you waiting so long.”
Shikamaru wrapped his arms around his lover’s torso. “Well, you are definitely forgiven.”
Neji chuckled, resting his head against one of Shikamaru’s shoulders and feeling that erection pressed into his back.
Shikamaru roamed Neji’s body with his hands, pinching his nipples, rubbing his thighs and playing in the coarse pubic hair before grabbing the Hyuuga’s cock with one of his hands.
Neji bent his legs, spread them, and arched in response. “Am I hurting you?” Neji breathed, referring to the Nara’s erection.
“It’s fine”, he responded, slowly stroking the swollen cock in his hand. “If that changes then we’ll just have to find a new position.”
Neji quirked a brow. “I think I like the sound of that.”
Shikamaru’s other hand moved to rest against Neji’s forehead. Neji spread his own hands out against both of Shikamaru’s hips, anchoring himself as Shikamaru moved his head so his neck was exposed.
“What did Hiashi want?” the Nara asked before licking the column of Neji’s throat.
The Hyuuga closed his eyes and moaned. He could feel that erection moving between them and the hand on his own cock felt good too.
“He was…just checking up on us.”
Shikamaru began to nip at Neji’s jaw with his teeth. “Did he say he was with my parents?”
“Mmm, no. Your father is…still playing hard to get.”
Shikamaru took the lobe of Neji’s ear between his teeth, licking and sucking it playfully. He didn’t really want to think about his father at the moment. He had a mouthful and handfuls of Neji and there was definitely something else he wanted to do.
“You taste good, Neji”, Shikamaru murmured, squeezing the cock in his hand a little as he stroked. “You feel good too.”
“So do you”, Neji hissed, arching into the hand again. He moved his own hands until they rested at the very top of Shikamaru’s ass, applying the gentle pressure that told Shikamaru he wanted him even closer. He turned his head back out of Shikamaru’s grasp and sought out the man’s mouth in a needy kiss.
Shikamaru responded eagerly, tangling their tongues together. He moved that empty hand around to cup Neji’s chin, holding his head in place while he plundered his mouth.
Neji could feel Shikamaru squirm as the cock pressed between their bodies moved.
“Shikamaru”, Neji breathed when the pair broke the kiss for air.
“Yes?” Shikamaru asked.
“Are you finally going to put out?” He asked him.
The Nara smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Hey, don’t confuse me with my old man. I have only held back for your safety.”
“You have been driving me crazy with those toys all week when all I wanted was you inside me.” Neji began to stroke the Nara’s thighs with his hands. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”
Neji moved out of Shikamaru’s grasp to turn his body so that he straddled the man’s lap, forcing Shikamaru to close his legs. He arched his body into Shikamaru’s, grinding their hyper erections together. Waves of water lapped up over the side of the tub, splashing the floor around it.
On instinct, Shikamaru grabbed two handfuls of the Hyuuga’s ass, pressing their two bodies even closer together.
Neji felt a finger teasing his entrance. He wrapped his arms around the Nara’s neck and moved his head around to his ear. “Stretch me so I can ride you”, he whispered, and then arched into that finger.
Shikamaru’s rambunctious cock was first to respond.
He felt his eyes roll back just as he closed them. He wanted Neji riding his cock. He could see it in his mind…hell, he’d seen that image in his mind a million times, and it always made him painfully hard. But not in the tub. It would be…awkward, at least potentially, and Shikamaru didn’t want anything to interfere.
Neji arched into that finger again. On instinct Shikamaru pushed it inside.
“Ah”, Neji moaned into the Nara’s ear, smiling. “That’s it, Shikamaru. Stretch me so I can feel you sliding deep.”
“Fuck, Neji!” Shikamaru exclaimed, pumping that finger in spite of himself. His cock was twitching non-stop. Neji’s words were so arousing. “We will do this properly, in the bed. Not in this tub.”
“Then take me to bed”, Neji commanded, nipping the lobe of the Nara’s ear. “And hurry. I need to feel it twitch while you’re buried balls-deep in my ass.”
“Neji!” Shikamaru whined. He was reaching a breaking point. His cock hurt and his balls hurt. His eyes kept trying to roll back. All he could think of doing at that moment was lifting Neji off his lap and then slamming him back down on his angry cock. Damn the Hyuuga for being able to reduce him to this so effortlessly.
Shikamaru withdrew the finger from Neji’s ass and squeezed the cheeks in his hands. He scowled at his lover. “You are so going to get it.”
Neji stood up in the tub, wet and erect. He looked down at the Nara, smiling deviously. “Promise?”
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A/N:
(1) A senator named Joseph McCarthy held a series of pointless hearings marked by extensive examinations, aimed in theory at exposing communism in the US Government back in 1954. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Army-McCarthy_Hearings
(2) I didn’t pull that title out of thin air. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constructive_possession
(3) An herb that, when taken, helps the body adjust to stressful situations. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Withania_somnifera
Gotta love Wikipedia, eh?
HAHA! Neji’s gonna get it, Neji’s gonna get it…
So…Hiashi was so thrilled over what the Naras did in Neji’s kitchen that he now wants to enshrine the so-called scene of the crime, and he’s willing to give Neji another penthouse in exchange! Man, is he hooked! That’s some love shack, LOL!
Hiashi has to go Nara-less for one more night, but that won’t last. Stick around for the Shikaku/Hiashi fic that is coming once this fic is complete.
Shikamaru agrees to own Neji for the first time (finally!). How will it go? Stay tuned and please leave a review!