My Little Choji-kun

8. The morning after pill


Dark brown hair draped over the pillow and spilled across pale shoulders, like a waterfall in the moonlight. Closed eyelids hid eyes of silver blue and the way the lashes lay against porcelain cheeks was clearly a sin.
Nara Shikamaru watched a bead of sweat travel off of the otherwise clean forehead of the Hyuuga and down the side of his face. He lifted a finger and followed its path barely touching the fine skin as it traveled.
Silver eyes opened to look into his as he brought that finger up and traced the swollen lips that called to him and begged for more kisses. He felt them part and his finger was sucked through to be tickled by the scratch of a tongue rolling around it and batting at it like a kitten playing with a string.
“You look like melted chocolate sex appeal laying there. I could just start biting until I ate you completely up.” He told the other in a throaty whisper that traveled Neji’s skin like a shiver. “We should sleep, now.” He said, pulling his finger away and reaching for the soft wet cloth that he had used to clean them. He tossed it across the room and dragged a blanket up over their naked forms, wrapping himself around the Hyuuga as he lay his head next to Neji’s.
Neji closed his eyes once more and felt the pull of unconsciousness on his mind.
No dreams filled his head, for none could compare to his reality right now.

The clock read four A.M as the sounds of crying woke Neji. He looked at the sleeping face next to him and hoped he could disentangle himself without waking the other with his movements.
He was up and across the room, pulling a robe on, when he heard the voice behind him, muffled by the pillow.
“Call me if you need help.” And he turned back and smiled at the sleepy Jounin.
Across the hall and down a ways the cries grew louder. Neji slipped through the door and found the baby standing at his crib rails with tear streaked cheeks and a pout on his face that could melt an ice burg.
“What is it, Choji-chan? What do you need?” he asked but there came no answer. Choji looked past him at the door, his cries becoming pouty, hiccuppy sounds. Neji turned and looked behind him, then looked back at the small child. “No, he isn’t coming. It’s just me. I can help you, if you tell me what you want.” Neji tried, but the baby didn’t seem to understand him. Neji huffed to himself, then looked around the room. The empty bottle lay on the floor under the crib and he reached for it. “Is this it? Do you want another?” he asked holding it in front of the now sobbing child. Choji-chan pushed it away.
“No. No,baaa.” He said.
“Okay, no bottle. Let me see. A story? Do you want me to read to you again?”
“No. NO, Boott.” Choji called.
“Then, what? What can I do for you, Choji-chan? I just want to help.”
“Tousan,” Choji called, and Neji shook his head.
“No, just me. Come on, I want to prove I can do this.” He said, though not really to the baby. Neji leaned on the crib rails and shook his head.
“Kaasan,” Choji-chan said, reaching up and touching his hair. Neji looked up, and saw Choji-chan shove a fistful of his hair directly into his mouth.
“eww. No, Choji-chan. Not in your mouth.” he said, as he carefully disentangled his locks from the chubby little hand.
“Kaasan, didee.” Choji-chan announced, and the Hyuuga went even more pale. He rolled his eyes and considered going for Shikamaru.
Neji crossed his arms and stared at the baby for a few more minutes before reaching out and lifting the infant from the crib and crossing to the bed with him.
The box was still pulled out from under the bed, and Neji found everything he needed inside. He laid the pad down and rolled the baby onto it. Then proceeded to undress the imp and clean him up. In more time than he wanted to spend on this activity, oh, who was he kidding, he didn’t want to spend any time on this activity, he was finished. Choji-chan was redressed, clean and smelled ever so much more fresh than when they had started. He lifted the child and was going to put him back in the crib, when Choji-chan did something that stopped him in his tracks.
“Wuv ooo, Kaasan.” He said, and planted a wet open-mouthed kiss onto Neji’s cheek.
Neji turned to the baby and looked into insecure eyes begging for affirmation. He sat in the chair and held the tiny transformed Ninja close. Neji felt his heart turn to jelly.
“I love you too, Choji-chan. It will be all right, you know. Shikamaru and I can help you get through this and no one will ever hurt you again. We won’t leave you, ever.” He promised. The tiny head dropped onto his shoulder and snuggled close. Neji reached into the box and pulled a blanket out and wrapped his burden in it, cuddling the small person to his breast as the child’s breathing became more regular and his limbs went slack. Then, he rose and eased Choji back into the crib, and slipped out the door.
Back in the other bedroom, he slid out of the robe and back under the covers. Once more pressed up to the warm body of his lover, he closed his eyes and sighed contentedly.
“Everthng kay?” Came the sleepy question. Neji looked up to see the Nara man still sleeping in front of him.
“Mmm, hmm. You know that little guy grows on you. We should try getting Sasuke over here some day. He could use a dose of Choji-chan to unfreeze his demeanor.”
“Ssuke’s a prk.” Was the response, “Chji’d kill me.”
“It was just a suggestion. Shikamaru? I’ll go if he wakes up, again.” Neji said, curling up and closing his eyes once more.
The Nara however had opened his eyes and was smiling at the face on the pillow in front of him. Then, he too, closed his eyes and they both drifted off to sleep.

There were no additional calls in the night and when Neji woke he was alone. The light had just begun to fill the bedroom from the open window and he threw off the covers and pulled on the discarded clothing from the night before.
Neji headed down the hall, making a brief stop in the bathroom, and then to the kitchen where he found Shikamaru holding Choji-chan on his hip as he stirred a pan on the stove.
Neji cleared his throat and Shikamaru turned. Choji-chan saw the Hyuuga and called out, “Kaasan!”
“So, you are awake. How about breakfast before you get ready for your shift?” the brunet said.
“How about I hold him, so you can do that without burning either of you?” Neji said, reaching out and taking the baby from the cook.
“Okay, but it gets a little close sometimes. If he starts to wiggle a lot, I suggest you put-him-down. Quick.” The Jounin said, as Neji sat down with the baby on his lap.
Neji stared and he turned to the child before him.
“Well, okay. I think I can handle that. What about his clothes?” he asked.
“Won’t be much left of them. Don’t worry I got connections. We don’t run out.” The Nara man said, waving his spoon around for emphasis. “And there’s a blanket over that chair, so he can have a little privacy, you know?” he said, indicating the opposite side of the table. Neji nodded and the Jounin continued to stir his concoction.
Choji-chan sat quietly for most of this and when the food was finished the Jounin made up three plates and set one before Neji as he sat down in front of his own.
Neji began eating, shifting Choji-chan to the side so he wouldn’t grab any of his food. The baby reached for the plate and Neji moved the leg he was on aside, to put him even further out of reach. Choji-chan was intent and he grabbed again, before Neji could even manage another bite. This went on for a bit, and Neji was beginning to think of it as a game, when he noticed the look on Shikamaru’s face. The Nara man was amused, and it was more than the simple act of playing with a baby that was bringing a wicked smile to his face. Neji tilted his head and breathed out a simple, “What?”
“I warned you.” Came the statement, just as Neji’s lap was weighted down with a full-grown, though luckily not as large as previously, Akimichi Choji in all his naked glory.
Shikamaru tossed his friend the blanket as Choji jumped off of the Hyuuga’s lap in horror.
“You could have stopped me,” was all Neji said to the unrepentant Jounin. To Choji, he was more vocal. “It’s okay, I was just playing and I forgot. Don’t be embarrassed Choji. I didn’t mind, all right?”
Choji, now wrapped from the waist down in the blanket, stood back looking at anything but Neji. He nodded shyly, before turning away.
“I understand it now. I think I understand why both of you need this. It isn’t some silly game, and it has benefits for everyone involved. If you don’t mind Choji, I would like to stay over again sometime. I think it helped me, too.”
The Chuunin turned back and stared at Neji for a bit, his mouth attempting to answer but his mind not fully accepting the words.
“Really, Choji. I don’t think there is anything wrong with you. I like Choji-chan and I want to help. I think you need this Jutsu and I need to feel like I did last night. Other people need something like it, too. And just think, if I ever do have a child, I’ll have all this experience.”
“See Choji. I told you he was the motherly type.” Shikamaru said, rising and pushing his friend into his abandoned seat as he retrieved the plate from earlier and placed it in front of the Akimichi boy. Choji looked up and nodded.
“Neji, I don’t remember much of what happens, but I remember that you were nice to me. Thank you.” He said as he began to eat. Neji watched and smiled as the food quickly disappeared from the plate and down the Chuunin’s throat.

After breakfast Choji went to clean his room and put away the things they had needed. It was part of the deal, when Shikamaru took care of Choji-chan that the Chuunin would clean up after. He also took care of all the laundry and other household work around the apartment.
Neji went to find his clothes for work and took them to Shikamaru’s bedroom to dress.
He was just pulling off the black t-shirt when he felt hands running along his ribcage. He dropped the T to the floor as his lips were covered by the firm kiss from the pony-tailed Jounin.
“We didn’t have much time last night. How soon do you need to be on watch?” he asked.
“I have a couple of hours. What do you have in mind?” Neji asked.
“Making up for short cuts. Taking it nice and slow,” the Nara answered.
“I like that idea. I can just imagine how you would handle nice and slow. But I like the fast and furious, too.” Neji suggested.
“Maybe we can get some of that in, too. It’s a good time to find out, ne?” but Neji never got a chance to answer as he was busy being kissed, long and slowly, deep and intensely. Soft lips slid over his, as his mouth was invaded and thoroughly explored.
Hands moved over his back and shoulders, touching, caressing, rubbing and massaging. Fingers searched his chest, and found their treasure, holding it between them and gently pinching the softened flesh till it hardened under their attention.
Neji found the fabric of his lover’s shirt to be offensive and he began to tug at it. Rips began to form and Shikamaru pushed away to quickly divest himself of the shirt, once done he proceeded to worship his lover’s chest with kisses, nips and a great deal of wet tongue trails. Somehow landing them on the bed once more, he moved down to the Hyuuga’s navel and gave it a proper amount of attention.
Neji arched off the bed into the touches and his hands worked into Shikamaru’s hair, loosening it from its tie to have it fall about the Nara’s face.
The feeling of fingers grasping the elastic top of his boxers had Neji arching his bottom off of the bed and allowing the Jounin to slide them down his hips.
“Gods, Shi-ka-ma-ru!” he said as his member was engulfed in a hot moist embrace and the Nara man sucked eagerly at it. He wouldn’t last for anything long if this was the treatment he was to get. The genius Shinobi knew this and pulled away, enjoying the whimper that got him as he crawled up over the longhaired man and reached under the pillow.
“Be patient, nothing is of more worth than a job properly done.” And he kissed Neji deeply before returning to his earlier position.
Neji chuckled only for a second as the Nara man once more licked lightly at the tip of his need. Then the feeling of gooey firmness pressed at his most intimate place, as his lover touched a finger coated with lube on the ring of muscles surrounding the entrance to his anus. It was a strange feeling, and had it been anyone else Neji would have bolted from the room, stark naked or killed that person. But, he forced himself to relax and the finger moved in.
Shikamaru sighed at the feeling of his gel slick finger pressed inside of the clenching muscles of his lover, and his cock bobbed in need. He quickly pulled the finger out and added another to begin to stretch out the opening so that Neji could take him without damage.
It was an odd feeling having something in him and moving around, it was slightly painful, a warm burning feeling, and yet it felt oddly good, knowing who it was and that he was desired in this way.
Neji shifted on the fingers, enjoying the way Shikamaru twisted them as he scissored them to force his muscle into submission. Then, the fingers were withdrawn and Neji could not hold in the sigh of disappointment at the loss.
His lover had not stopped his onslaught of kisses and tiny bites to the skin of his neck and shoulders, but as he shifted into a new position, Neji was shocked by the carnal gnawing that was being inflicted on his collar and as one particularly viscous nip took all of his attention, Shikamaru simultaneously pushed his organ in.
Neji gasped at the suddenness of the onslaught to both his neck and his bottom, and the Nara man gently ran his tongue over the bite in soft apology.
“Gya, you have done this before haven’t you?” Neji asked between panted breaths. Shikamaru chuckled lightly against his skin, as he held his position waiting for the man below to adjust fully to his girth.
Neji shifted under him, and felt him move within, as his stomach rubbed at the Hyuuga’s re-engorged erection. It was a double dose of sensation and he moaned heavily at it.
Shikamaru took this as his cue to move and pulled himself out. The muscles of his lover begged him to stay as the held firmly to his too sensitive organ. Never one to deny the need of another, he granted their request by pushing himself back into place.
Neji called to him, and he latched onto those lips as he repeated this move, pulling out and slowly driving himself home once more.
It was torture, and it was bliss. Neji was rocketed to heaven on the slowest rocket in existence and as the genius ninja shifted him higher and thrust in hard, he shifted into fast motion as he felt the brush of his lover against his innermost walls and something sent an electrical surge throughout his body.
Shikamaru sensed the difference and kept his angle directed at the same place. Neji was panting and gasping as the Nara pounded his prostate relentlessly. It was the sweetest punishment and he willed it to continue.
Shikamaru however could not last as he felt the firm walls of his lover gripping his hardened flesh. And as He was getting closer he reached to the Hyuuga’s thus ignored erection and began a firm friction on its length.
Neji could take no more and he was brought to his completion as the body over him flexed and strained against its own fulfillment. Shikamaru was soon to follow and he ground his teeth as his body tensed in release.
They dropped onto the bed in a boneless heap and allowed each other to regain their lost breath, no words were spoken, none were needed.


Neji was dressed and ready, he stopped at the door and turned to the pony tailed Jounin and smiled.
“Do you want to have lunch today?” Shikamaru asked.
“Yeah, that would be great. Here?” he asked.
“No, I was thinking about a real date.” The brunet admitted.
“I like that idea. I’ll see you then, Shika.” The Hyuuga said.
“Okay, I’ll meet you at the gate. Have a nice day, Dear.” The Nara called out as Neji started off. Neji turned at the end of the walk and called back.
“Thanks, Honey.” And he turned down the sidewalk and disappeared in a blur.
“You two are priceless,” Choji said from behind him.
“Huh? Yeah? Well, he thinks you should give Sasuke a dose of Choji-chan to help melt the Ice Prick.” Shikamaru said, teasingly.
Choji’s eyebrows went up and he tilted his head. “You know, he may have a point. But, I think it would be better to trick Naruto into using the jutsu himself.”
“I like the way you think, Choji. I wonder if they have any missions coming up? Wouldn’t do to mess up the schedule with it, and how long would it take the idiot to learn it?” he said, closing the door and following the other into the house.


The end????