My Little Choji-kun

7. Mommy, I want a drink


The apartment smelled like strong tea and takoyaki (1) when Neji stepped out of the bathroom.
He had grabbed the large black t-shirt with the kanji for happiness in red across the front and a pair of black satin boxers off of the counter where Shikamaru had placed them.
The shadow ninja was placing a tray on the table as Neji reached the room and when he looked up he smiled.
“You look good in my underwear.” Shikamaru said, standing and retrieving the two cups of tea from the counter. “Makes me wonder.” He finished as he knelt beside a plate.
Neji sat opposite him and lifted the cup nearest him. “What kind of schedule do we have?” he asked sipping the brew, “Mmm, this is perfect.”
“Schedule? If we are lucky he may sleep through. But I would doubt it. The stress of how you will deal with this is sure to upset that. So, I guess we will have about an hour or two before he wakes up. I wouldn’t be surprised by a two-hour schedule. I’ll take the first one and then we can trade off.”
Neji nodded. “And until then?” he asked.
“Yes,” Shikamaru began, “after the first, I’d suggest we get what sleep we can but until then, hmmm, it’s early, we eat, talk, you know,”
"Still planning on making me wait?” Neji asked and the other merely shrugged. “Wondering about what?” Neji added.
Shikamaru smiled. “Wonder how you would look out of my underwear.”
Neji knew that the color had rushed to his face, when he heard that and he looked down, allowing his damp hair to hang loosely around his face. Once more reminded how cute the act was, the Nara man was encouraged to try to make it happen again.
“My goal is to see you naked, flushed and sweating, while calling out my name in the throws of arousal”
Neji’s face shot up and his eyes flew open wide.
“Gods Shika. Don’t talk like that.”
“Why not? It’s true.” The Jounin said, standing and taking his finished plate to the counter.
“Because it’s not fair. You aren’t playing fairly if you say that when I know you don’t intend . . . . . ”Neji stopped as the shadow ninja pushed him back on the floor and straddled his hips.
“I haven’t decided what I intend.” He said, “Are you finished?”” Neji nodded slowly as he watched the other’s face descend onto his.
Lips pressed firmly to his mouth and he gasped. Drawing a breath that tasted like the takoyaki and something sweeter. His eyes dropped closed and his focus drifted.
When Shikamaru pulled away, he opened his eyes again to stare blankly at the brown eyes watching him.
“Do you sweeten your tea?”
Shikamaru laughed.
“Why yes, Neji. As a matter of fact, I do. And if that is the only affect my kiss has on you,” he responded.
Neji lifted his arms to pull the other back, “Good, I was afraid it was something else.” And his mouth closed on the Nara’s once more.
Shikamaru pushed past the lips of the Hyuuga and plundered for what he was worth. It was an intense kiss and both began to feel heated by the exchange.
“If you are done, let’s go somewhere more comfortable. This is killing my back,” Neji said, as Shikamaru released his lips and stared at him. He rose and pulled the longhaired man with him and led him to the couch. It was well worn and soft.
Once there, he slid his hands under the t-shirt and up the warm skin of Neji’s back, working at the dips and rises in such a way that left the other gasping from the sensations.
Neji had never been touched like this and it was more than erotic. He was out of breath by the time his soon-to-be lover had pulled him close enough to have him sitting on his lap and straddling his hips.
Neji wasn’t sure how he had come to be in this position, but it was sure that he wasn’t going to be complaining soon. His hips shifted against the Nara’s and he felt the firm flesh of his partner’s desire brush against his own.
“Ohhh, gods Neji do that again.” Shikamaru said, pulling his thighs tighter around himself.
The Hyuuga complied and as they brushed once more, his sigh was added to that of his lover’s. It just felt so damn good.
“Shika-maru,” Neji said, as his blood rushed to the place of their joining and his arms tingled from its loss.
“Ahh, Neji. Gods, you feel so good.” And they met in a kiss so desperate it hurt, and yet neither gave an inch to relieve them of the pain.
Neji had begun moving over Shikamaru in a rhythmic shifting that was causing them both to pant into their kiss, and nearly had them loosing control. He was close to climax at just the feel of their arousals brushing along each other when from the other room, came a cry that sounded frantic and frightened.
“Ah, gods!” Shikamaru said, pulling away, and holding Neji at a slight distance. “I thought we had more time.”
“What is it?” Neji said, his mind still fuzzy from his titillation.
“Choji is awake. We have to go check him.” And he shifted Neji off of his lap and onto the couch near him. “Come on, let’s go.” He said as he stood and reached for Neji’s hand.
The Hyuuga took the proffered hand and allowed himself to be pulled to his feet. Once there they headed toward the sound of the cries and opened the door.
The room was bathed in the soft light of a small lamp to the right. The sound of crying became less frantic and more piteous as the opened the door. There in the crib, sat the baby with pink puffy eyes and wet cheeks. His lip quivered with his tears, and he looked up at the two men with a hopeless expression.
“What is it, Choji-chan? What do you need?” Shikamaru asked as he crossed the room, followed by Neji who kept back and watched.
“Baaa.” Said the baby, pointing to where the empty bottle lay on the floor near the bed. Shikamaru shook his head and crossed to it. He shook it and turned back to the crib.
“You want more drink? Is that all?” he said, turning to Neji. “I’ll be right back, talk to him for me, okay?” and he left.
Neji took two more steps into the room and looked at the tiny boy in the crib.
“You should be asleep, Choji-chan. It’s very late. When you get your drink, you need to go right to sleep, okay?” he said, feeling silly for talking this way, and hoping that Naruto would never hear about it.
“Okay Choji-chan. Here you go.” And the Jounin returned with a bottle full of juice and handed it to the child. Choji-chan grabbed it and popped it into his mouth, laying back and eyeing the two through the bars of the crib as he sucked eagerly from the nipple.
They two men waited as his eyes became heavy and dropped closed almost as soon as the juice was gone.
Then they left once more.
In the hall outside as the door closed, Neji patted Shikamaru’s shoulder. The Nara turned to him, and he spoke in a whisper.
“If he might wake up again, why don’t we just skip the foreplay. I want you, and I want you now.” He said, wrapping his arms around Shikamaru’s neck and planting a kiss on his already puffy lips.
Before he could release the other he found himself lifted from the ground and moving down the hall. The next stop was the next bedroom and he was carefully deposited on the bed. Shikamaru crawled over him, not releasing his lips and swiftly divesting him of his clothing.
Soon, free from the encumbrances of clothes and laid out on the large bed, Neji found himself being fully explored by lips, fingers and tongue. It was enough to have him rock hard and wanting more. Thus, he voiced this need.
“More, Shika. More!” and the Nara man complied. His hands never ceased their movements and his lips kissed, bit and sucked on every inch of Neji’s flesh in an attempt to taste everything about the Hyuuga man.
Neji threw back his head and moaned as the other worked his hardened flesh with capable fingers, drawing his body closer to release and taking him farther from coherency.



(1) Takoyaki: Octopus dumplings. They’re a treat and I like to include them in my fics. Call me strange.

::: Okay, so there isn't really a mommy. Sue me.

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