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Homecoming
Homecoming (Naruto, Neji/Shika , #8)
Title: Homecoming
Author/Artist:
Pairing: Neji/Shika
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: 8 - The Phonebooth
Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters do not belong to me, and I make no profits from these stories.
Author's note: Takes place after 'The Onsen'. If you want to read a good Neji/Shika phonesex story, read 'Cellular' by SpasticShinigami on AFF. That has to be one of the hottest stories ever, and mine couldn't possibly compare. Also, sorry for the angsty start to this one. I must've been having a bad day!
***
Things were quiet and strained between Nara Shikamaru and Hyuuga Neji as they returned to Konoha Village. Neither of them felt quite sure whether their new relationship should be kept secret, or even exactly what their relationship was. Neither could predict how their friends would react, much less their families. Neji, especially, was worried about this. So they said nothing, not to each other, nor to anyone else they encountered on their way to the Hokage's office where they handed over the message scroll they had been given to take back and made their mission report.
Tsunade thanked the two young men for their work and dismissed them. She watched them leave, frowning thoughtfully. There was definately an odd friction between the two - were they fighting? It was like they were straining to keep a neutral and civil front, barely looking at each other. She shrugged and opened the message scroll, putting her mind to more mundane thoughts of diplomacy.
Neji and Shikamaru walked together in silence to the point where their paths home diverged. Neji paused, and Shikamaru stopped, turning to look at him.
"So... what now?" asked the raven-haired Hyuuga, hiding his uncertainty behind a facade of stoic acceptance. It would be the first night they had spent apart for over a week and the prospect was not particularly pleasing, but it was easier that trying to explain their relationship to their families without any preparation.
Shikamaru scratched the back of his head. He'd been thinking, on and off over the past week, of how things might change back home in light of his relationship with Neji, and he'd come up with a few scenarios, but ultimately things rested on the reaction of his parents, of Neji's uncle, and perhaps a deep and meaningful discussion with Neji on just what their relationship was and wasn't. They should have had that discussion much earlier, but they had been too busy having sex. "I'll call you later," he said, and turned to leave. How hard it was, to walk away without kissing Neji once more.
Neji's lips moved silently, as he echoed the thought. He watched Shikamaru's retreating back for a moment, then turned towards the Hyuuga estate. He had to think about a way to broach the topic with his uncle.
**
"Shikamaru, you're back!" Nara Yoshino put aside her teatowel and embraced her son. Like any mother, she worried when her son was away on missions and was always happiest on his return home. Shikamaru patted her back with teenaged awkwardness. Yoshino pulled back, and as she did so, her eyes fell on a neat round purple-red bruise on the side of her son's neck. "And what's this?!" she exclaimed, pulling at the collar of Shikamaru's flak jacket to get a better look.
Too late, Shikamaru remembered the love bite that Neji had left him on their last night together. He'd thought it low enough to be hidden by his collar, but he should have expected his eagle-eyed mother to notice it. How troublesome! "It's nothing," he muttered, trying to shrink back into himself and become invisible. The lie earned him a swat across the head as Yoshino called her husband into the room.
"Shikaku, come see!"
Shikamaru's father ambled in, curious to see what the fuss was about, and also unwilling to disobey his wife. He peered at Shikamaru's neck and chuckled. "So our late-blooming son finally has a girlfriend. I thought you said women were troublesome?" Yoshino glared at Shikaku, who looked suitably cowed.
"Boyfriend," Shikamaru automatically corrected, then facepalmed. He'd intended to say nothing until he'd worked out the best way to break the news without causing too much trouble. Much to his surprise, his parents didn't seem as shocked as he thought they'd be.
"Boyfriend, hmm?" repeated Shikaku, stroking his goatee thoughtfully. "Yes, that makes sense."
Yoshino looked several times as if she was about to say something, but thought better of it. "As long as you're happy, then we approve," she finally said, and Shikaku put his arm around her, making them the picture of perfectly supportive parents.
"So are you going to tell us who it is?" asked Shikaku.
Shikamaru stuffed his hands into his pockets. In for a penny, in for a pound. "Hyuuga Neji," he said, looking at his parents determinedly. He was more than a little nonplussed when they both burst out laughing. "What's so funny?"
Wiping away tears of mirth, Shikaku said, "For someone as lazy as you, son, you couldn't have picked a more complicated person to have a relationship with. The Hyuuga family aren't laid back like us, you'll have to survive the family politics and stick to their customs and traditions... and that's even if Hiashi-sama allows Neji to see you."
Shikamaru frowned. He didn't intend to let his parents scare him out of the relationship with Neji. In any case, there was every possibility that Hiashi-sama wouldn't interfere. Every possibility. Well, some possibility. Maybe...
**
"AAAARRGGHH! AAAHHH! AHHH!" Neji wasn't even aware that he'd fallen to his knees as he clutched his forehead. The cursed seal on his forehead radiated waves of agony through his head. As suddenly as it started, it stopped, leaving only an aching throb behind his eyes. Neji looked up, breathing heavily, white eyes blazing in hatred at his uncle standing above him.
Hyuuga Hiashi folded his arms, glaring back in disapproval and anger. "Your first obligation is to this family. You are the strongest Hyuuga in your generation, and so your fate is to marry within the family to strengthen the bloodline. You may not choose lovers as you please."
Neji got back to his feet, a little unsteadily. "I never said I was going to marry him. I never said my feelings for him would stop me being your goddamn prize stallion." His eyes flashed furiously. "Do you think I could forget for even a day that I live only to do your bidding? Even if you make me marry Hinata-sama, it's still three years until she'll be twenty-one, and you won't have her marry before then. Why can't I take a lover in the meantime? Give me a good reason!"
Hiashi tensed his hand, almost tempted to activate Neji's curse seal again, but overuse of it could seriously damage Neji's brain. He tried to calm down and be reasonable. "If you choose a woman, you would be spreading the Hyuuga genes around injudiciously, and that is not acceptable."
Neji almost stamped his foot in frustration. "But I DIDN'T choose a woman. I chose Nara Shikamaru, and my genes are going nowhere in him."
The image Neji's words formed in Hiashi's mind almost made the stoic man blush, but he held firm. "And what if you are still in this relationship with the Nara boy when Hinata comes of age? Will you abandon your obligation to the Hyuuga bloodline just for love?"
A sad sigh escaped Neji, despite his efforts to suppress it. "I will do my duty. No matter what, I will not back down from my fate." He looked his uncle in the eye, letting him know the truth in his promise. "When the time comes, I will marry as you tell me to, without complaint. Just let me have these three years to enjoy."
Hiashi folded his arms in front of him. "Very well, we shall see how this goes. Should I order you to stop seeing the Nara boy, however, you will do so immediately, understood?"
Neji bowed his head. "Yes, Hiashi-sama." The two men bowed to one another in frosty but courteous parting, and Neji returned to his quarters in the branch family compound.
**
At around 8pm, the phone beside Neji's bed rang. He picked it up on the first ring. "Moshi moshi," he said softly.
"Moshi moshi," came Shikamaru's voice. "Is this a bad time to ring?"
Neji ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "No, it's fine. It's good to hear your voice. Seems like this morning was days ago." He could almost hear Shikamaru's raised eyebrow.
"Are you alright?"
Another sigh. "No, not really." It was a sign of how much his trust in Shikamaru had grown that he was willing to admit that. "Hiashi-sama was not pleased with me." He rubbed his still throbbing forehead. "We've come to an agreement, though. He'll let me see you for the time being, but when he decides it's time for me to marry, then I have to do my duty." He scowled.
Shikamaru was silent for a moment, and Neji wished he could have told him this face-to-face, but it was important that they both knew the deal as soon as possible. "Shika?"
"Yeah, I'm here. How long do you think we have?"
"About three years, I think, unless he changes his mind beforehand. By the way, what did your parents say?"
He could hear the smile in Shikamaru's voice as the younger man said "They were happy for us." Not for the first time, Neji wished to be part of an ordinary, normal family. Screw the noble bloodlines, if it meant he could have freedom!
"So, we're together, then?" Neji sounded a little uncertain.
"I'd like us to be."
Shikamaru was definately smiling, and Neji felt his heart melt a little and his cheeks flush as he murmured "Me too." He sighed softly. "I wish I was there with you right now."
"Why, what would you do if you were?" Shikamaru's voice took on a distinctly mischievious tone.
Neji blushed, unaccustomed to talking about such things over the phone. "Well... I'd hold you close... and kiss you."
"Mmmm..." Shikamaru breathed down the phone. "I can never get enough of your kisses. I love how your lips are soft and firm at the same time, and did you know that you taste a bit like cinnamon?"
Unconsciously, Neji ran his tongue over his lips. "Do I?"
"Mmm-hmm. And I love how you blush when we kiss, or when I touch you."
"You blush too, you know," countered Neji. He loved the red flush on Shikamaru's cheeks, it made him all the more kissable. He hoped Shikamaru would never grow out of blushing for him. Neji's free hand slid down his chest as he thought about the way their lovemaking progressed from the kisses that inevitably started it.
"What would you do to me next?" Shikamaru seemed to be following Neji's thoughts.
Neji thought for a moment. "I'd run my hand down your chest, maybe up under your shirt, to play with your nipples..." A soft sigh on the other end of the phone made him suspect Shikamaru was touching himself, pretending his hand was Neji's. A pretty good idea, actually. Neji slid his free hand up under his own shirt and teased his own nipples into hardness.
"And your other hand?"
"Hmm... I'd move it downwards, tease you through your pants." As Neji was holding the phone to his ear with his other hand, he slid the hand from beneath his top to his groin. "Are you hard?" he asked, feeling his own erection firm under his hand. He was warming to this new game.
"Ohhhh yes..." He could picture Shikamaru's head falling back as he admitted it, eyes closed as he rubbed himself, awaiting further guidance.
"I'd slip my hand into your pants and take hold of you, squeeze you a little and rub my thumb over the tip." Neji's voice was low and husky, and he gritted his teeth as he did just that to himself. "I'd start stroking along your length, slowly at first, but gradually getting faster." There was a soft moan from the other end of the phone.
"Kiss me..." murmured Shikamaru, and Neji could just see his lover's lips parting as he spoke. His mouth ached to press against Shikamaru's, to kiss him deeply, perhaps a little roughly... he wanted to plunder that soft mouth with his tongue, and he told him so. He could hear Shikamaru's breathing become ragged. "You make me so impatient," moaned Shikamaru. "I want more..."
Neji chuckled softly, an evil little smile playing across his lips. "Oh, I'll give you more. I'll tear off all your clothes and pin you down to the bed, tasting you everwhere... licking you... biting you..."
Shikamaru whimpered softly. "But it's hardly fair if you're still fully clothed. Let me help you out of them."
"Hmm..." purred Neji. "No, you just lie back and watch while I undress for you. Let me do you a little striptease..."
"I'd like that."
"I know. And when I'm naked, I'd flip you over face down, kneeling between your thighs and kissing the nape of your neck while I prepare you to take me."
Another lustful moan came through the phone. "Ahh, Neji... I want you so badly."
Neji smiled, still stroking his own erection slowly. "Tell me about it, lover."
"I love the feel of your fingers inside me. I'm doing that to myself right now, but it's not the same," Shikamaru confessed.
Neji moaned softly at the image. "Tell me more."
"While you finger me, I'm rocking my hips, and my cock is rubbing against the bedsheets. It feels good. I'm ready for you now, and I'm up on my knees, waiting."
"I'm pulling my fingers out now..." A soft moan suggested Shikamaru had done just that. "... and replacing them with the head of my cock. I'm holding your hips with one hand, and your penis with my other, and I bite your shoulder as I push into you."
"Ohhh!" Shikamaru cried softly. "Oh, not slowly, Neji. Fuck me hard. Fuck me fast. Please?"
Another low chuckle escaped Neji's throat. "As you wish." He thrust into his hand rapidly. "I ram into you hard, all the way in. My fingers are digging into your hips to hold you tight against me, and I'm jerking you off while I thrust in and out, again and again and again..." Neji broke off, his last words forced out between gritted teeth. The noises his lover was making on the other end of the phone, the feel of his own hand, the images in his mind... all of it was combining to push him over the edge.
"Neji," panted Shikamaru. "I-I'm coming... ohh... Ah! AH...!"
Neji moaned deeply as he reached his peak, three hot spurts of semen splashing his belly where his top was pushed up. He reached for a tissue to clean it up as he caught his breath. "Well," he murmured, when he could keep his voice even, "That was certainly different."
Shikamaru chuckled softly. "It sure was. Doesn't compare to the real thing, though."
Neji had to agree. "So, can I see you tomorrow?"
He could hear Shikamaru's smile of anticipation over the phone. "You can count on it."
*** END ***
Title: Homecoming
Author/Artist:
Pairing: Neji/Shika
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: 8 - The Phonebooth
Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters do not belong to me, and I make no profits from these stories.
Author's note: Takes place after 'The Onsen'. If you want to read a good Neji/Shika phonesex story, read 'Cellular' by SpasticShinigami on AFF. That has to be one of the hottest stories ever, and mine couldn't possibly compare. Also, sorry for the angsty start to this one. I must've been having a bad day!
***
Things were quiet and strained between Nara Shikamaru and Hyuuga Neji as they returned to Konoha Village. Neither of them felt quite sure whether their new relationship should be kept secret, or even exactly what their relationship was. Neither could predict how their friends would react, much less their families. Neji, especially, was worried about this. So they said nothing, not to each other, nor to anyone else they encountered on their way to the Hokage's office where they handed over the message scroll they had been given to take back and made their mission report.
Tsunade thanked the two young men for their work and dismissed them. She watched them leave, frowning thoughtfully. There was definately an odd friction between the two - were they fighting? It was like they were straining to keep a neutral and civil front, barely looking at each other. She shrugged and opened the message scroll, putting her mind to more mundane thoughts of diplomacy.
Neji and Shikamaru walked together in silence to the point where their paths home diverged. Neji paused, and Shikamaru stopped, turning to look at him.
"So... what now?" asked the raven-haired Hyuuga, hiding his uncertainty behind a facade of stoic acceptance. It would be the first night they had spent apart for over a week and the prospect was not particularly pleasing, but it was easier that trying to explain their relationship to their families without any preparation.
Shikamaru scratched the back of his head. He'd been thinking, on and off over the past week, of how things might change back home in light of his relationship with Neji, and he'd come up with a few scenarios, but ultimately things rested on the reaction of his parents, of Neji's uncle, and perhaps a deep and meaningful discussion with Neji on just what their relationship was and wasn't. They should have had that discussion much earlier, but they had been too busy having sex. "I'll call you later," he said, and turned to leave. How hard it was, to walk away without kissing Neji once more.
Neji's lips moved silently, as he echoed the thought. He watched Shikamaru's retreating back for a moment, then turned towards the Hyuuga estate. He had to think about a way to broach the topic with his uncle.
**
"Shikamaru, you're back!" Nara Yoshino put aside her teatowel and embraced her son. Like any mother, she worried when her son was away on missions and was always happiest on his return home. Shikamaru patted her back with teenaged awkwardness. Yoshino pulled back, and as she did so, her eyes fell on a neat round purple-red bruise on the side of her son's neck. "And what's this?!" she exclaimed, pulling at the collar of Shikamaru's flak jacket to get a better look.
Too late, Shikamaru remembered the love bite that Neji had left him on their last night together. He'd thought it low enough to be hidden by his collar, but he should have expected his eagle-eyed mother to notice it. How troublesome! "It's nothing," he muttered, trying to shrink back into himself and become invisible. The lie earned him a swat across the head as Yoshino called her husband into the room.
"Shikaku, come see!"
Shikamaru's father ambled in, curious to see what the fuss was about, and also unwilling to disobey his wife. He peered at Shikamaru's neck and chuckled. "So our late-blooming son finally has a girlfriend. I thought you said women were troublesome?" Yoshino glared at Shikaku, who looked suitably cowed.
"Boyfriend," Shikamaru automatically corrected, then facepalmed. He'd intended to say nothing until he'd worked out the best way to break the news without causing too much trouble. Much to his surprise, his parents didn't seem as shocked as he thought they'd be.
"Boyfriend, hmm?" repeated Shikaku, stroking his goatee thoughtfully. "Yes, that makes sense."
Yoshino looked several times as if she was about to say something, but thought better of it. "As long as you're happy, then we approve," she finally said, and Shikaku put his arm around her, making them the picture of perfectly supportive parents.
"So are you going to tell us who it is?" asked Shikaku.
Shikamaru stuffed his hands into his pockets. In for a penny, in for a pound. "Hyuuga Neji," he said, looking at his parents determinedly. He was more than a little nonplussed when they both burst out laughing. "What's so funny?"
Wiping away tears of mirth, Shikaku said, "For someone as lazy as you, son, you couldn't have picked a more complicated person to have a relationship with. The Hyuuga family aren't laid back like us, you'll have to survive the family politics and stick to their customs and traditions... and that's even if Hiashi-sama allows Neji to see you."
Shikamaru frowned. He didn't intend to let his parents scare him out of the relationship with Neji. In any case, there was every possibility that Hiashi-sama wouldn't interfere. Every possibility. Well, some possibility. Maybe...
**
"AAAARRGGHH! AAAHHH! AHHH!" Neji wasn't even aware that he'd fallen to his knees as he clutched his forehead. The cursed seal on his forehead radiated waves of agony through his head. As suddenly as it started, it stopped, leaving only an aching throb behind his eyes. Neji looked up, breathing heavily, white eyes blazing in hatred at his uncle standing above him.
Hyuuga Hiashi folded his arms, glaring back in disapproval and anger. "Your first obligation is to this family. You are the strongest Hyuuga in your generation, and so your fate is to marry within the family to strengthen the bloodline. You may not choose lovers as you please."
Neji got back to his feet, a little unsteadily. "I never said I was going to marry him. I never said my feelings for him would stop me being your goddamn prize stallion." His eyes flashed furiously. "Do you think I could forget for even a day that I live only to do your bidding? Even if you make me marry Hinata-sama, it's still three years until she'll be twenty-one, and you won't have her marry before then. Why can't I take a lover in the meantime? Give me a good reason!"
Hiashi tensed his hand, almost tempted to activate Neji's curse seal again, but overuse of it could seriously damage Neji's brain. He tried to calm down and be reasonable. "If you choose a woman, you would be spreading the Hyuuga genes around injudiciously, and that is not acceptable."
Neji almost stamped his foot in frustration. "But I DIDN'T choose a woman. I chose Nara Shikamaru, and my genes are going nowhere in him."
The image Neji's words formed in Hiashi's mind almost made the stoic man blush, but he held firm. "And what if you are still in this relationship with the Nara boy when Hinata comes of age? Will you abandon your obligation to the Hyuuga bloodline just for love?"
A sad sigh escaped Neji, despite his efforts to suppress it. "I will do my duty. No matter what, I will not back down from my fate." He looked his uncle in the eye, letting him know the truth in his promise. "When the time comes, I will marry as you tell me to, without complaint. Just let me have these three years to enjoy."
Hiashi folded his arms in front of him. "Very well, we shall see how this goes. Should I order you to stop seeing the Nara boy, however, you will do so immediately, understood?"
Neji bowed his head. "Yes, Hiashi-sama." The two men bowed to one another in frosty but courteous parting, and Neji returned to his quarters in the branch family compound.
**
At around 8pm, the phone beside Neji's bed rang. He picked it up on the first ring. "Moshi moshi," he said softly.
"Moshi moshi," came Shikamaru's voice. "Is this a bad time to ring?"
Neji ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "No, it's fine. It's good to hear your voice. Seems like this morning was days ago." He could almost hear Shikamaru's raised eyebrow.
"Are you alright?"
Another sigh. "No, not really." It was a sign of how much his trust in Shikamaru had grown that he was willing to admit that. "Hiashi-sama was not pleased with me." He rubbed his still throbbing forehead. "We've come to an agreement, though. He'll let me see you for the time being, but when he decides it's time for me to marry, then I have to do my duty." He scowled.
Shikamaru was silent for a moment, and Neji wished he could have told him this face-to-face, but it was important that they both knew the deal as soon as possible. "Shika?"
"Yeah, I'm here. How long do you think we have?"
"About three years, I think, unless he changes his mind beforehand. By the way, what did your parents say?"
He could hear the smile in Shikamaru's voice as the younger man said "They were happy for us." Not for the first time, Neji wished to be part of an ordinary, normal family. Screw the noble bloodlines, if it meant he could have freedom!
"So, we're together, then?" Neji sounded a little uncertain.
"I'd like us to be."
Shikamaru was definately smiling, and Neji felt his heart melt a little and his cheeks flush as he murmured "Me too." He sighed softly. "I wish I was there with you right now."
"Why, what would you do if you were?" Shikamaru's voice took on a distinctly mischievious tone.
Neji blushed, unaccustomed to talking about such things over the phone. "Well... I'd hold you close... and kiss you."
"Mmmm..." Shikamaru breathed down the phone. "I can never get enough of your kisses. I love how your lips are soft and firm at the same time, and did you know that you taste a bit like cinnamon?"
Unconsciously, Neji ran his tongue over his lips. "Do I?"
"Mmm-hmm. And I love how you blush when we kiss, or when I touch you."
"You blush too, you know," countered Neji. He loved the red flush on Shikamaru's cheeks, it made him all the more kissable. He hoped Shikamaru would never grow out of blushing for him. Neji's free hand slid down his chest as he thought about the way their lovemaking progressed from the kisses that inevitably started it.
"What would you do to me next?" Shikamaru seemed to be following Neji's thoughts.
Neji thought for a moment. "I'd run my hand down your chest, maybe up under your shirt, to play with your nipples..." A soft sigh on the other end of the phone made him suspect Shikamaru was touching himself, pretending his hand was Neji's. A pretty good idea, actually. Neji slid his free hand up under his own shirt and teased his own nipples into hardness.
"And your other hand?"
"Hmm... I'd move it downwards, tease you through your pants." As Neji was holding the phone to his ear with his other hand, he slid the hand from beneath his top to his groin. "Are you hard?" he asked, feeling his own erection firm under his hand. He was warming to this new game.
"Ohhhh yes..." He could picture Shikamaru's head falling back as he admitted it, eyes closed as he rubbed himself, awaiting further guidance.
"I'd slip my hand into your pants and take hold of you, squeeze you a little and rub my thumb over the tip." Neji's voice was low and husky, and he gritted his teeth as he did just that to himself. "I'd start stroking along your length, slowly at first, but gradually getting faster." There was a soft moan from the other end of the phone.
"Kiss me..." murmured Shikamaru, and Neji could just see his lover's lips parting as he spoke. His mouth ached to press against Shikamaru's, to kiss him deeply, perhaps a little roughly... he wanted to plunder that soft mouth with his tongue, and he told him so. He could hear Shikamaru's breathing become ragged. "You make me so impatient," moaned Shikamaru. "I want more..."
Neji chuckled softly, an evil little smile playing across his lips. "Oh, I'll give you more. I'll tear off all your clothes and pin you down to the bed, tasting you everwhere... licking you... biting you..."
Shikamaru whimpered softly. "But it's hardly fair if you're still fully clothed. Let me help you out of them."
"Hmm..." purred Neji. "No, you just lie back and watch while I undress for you. Let me do you a little striptease..."
"I'd like that."
"I know. And when I'm naked, I'd flip you over face down, kneeling between your thighs and kissing the nape of your neck while I prepare you to take me."
Another lustful moan came through the phone. "Ahh, Neji... I want you so badly."
Neji smiled, still stroking his own erection slowly. "Tell me about it, lover."
"I love the feel of your fingers inside me. I'm doing that to myself right now, but it's not the same," Shikamaru confessed.
Neji moaned softly at the image. "Tell me more."
"While you finger me, I'm rocking my hips, and my cock is rubbing against the bedsheets. It feels good. I'm ready for you now, and I'm up on my knees, waiting."
"I'm pulling my fingers out now..." A soft moan suggested Shikamaru had done just that. "... and replacing them with the head of my cock. I'm holding your hips with one hand, and your penis with my other, and I bite your shoulder as I push into you."
"Ohhh!" Shikamaru cried softly. "Oh, not slowly, Neji. Fuck me hard. Fuck me fast. Please?"
Another low chuckle escaped Neji's throat. "As you wish." He thrust into his hand rapidly. "I ram into you hard, all the way in. My fingers are digging into your hips to hold you tight against me, and I'm jerking you off while I thrust in and out, again and again and again..." Neji broke off, his last words forced out between gritted teeth. The noises his lover was making on the other end of the phone, the feel of his own hand, the images in his mind... all of it was combining to push him over the edge.
"Neji," panted Shikamaru. "I-I'm coming... ohh... Ah! AH...!"
Neji moaned deeply as he reached his peak, three hot spurts of semen splashing his belly where his top was pushed up. He reached for a tissue to clean it up as he caught his breath. "Well," he murmured, when he could keep his voice even, "That was certainly different."
Shikamaru chuckled softly. "It sure was. Doesn't compare to the real thing, though."
Neji had to agree. "So, can I see you tomorrow?"
He could hear Shikamaru's smile of anticipation over the phone. "You can count on it."
*** END ***