Labor Force Liaison

((Long overdue. Yes, I know. College puts a damper on a lot of plans. Here's my newest chapter. There's a nice reward for sticking with me.

digiditz- about time is right. I like to swoop in and drop a review when times seem to be at their worst. Ass kicking may happen at some point. Maybe Kabuto could kick his own ass? It's up in the air.

Tyra- You're awesome! You review here and there...making me look like a talented author! It's wonderful! Hope you enjoy this part. Maybe it's as hot...maybe not. Never know.
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Chapter 8


“And you’re sure he’s going to be here?” Shikamaru asked, looking uneasy.
“Yes. Word around the office is that he goes here like every night. Relax.”
Neji fixed up Shikamaru’s dress shirt, brushing away a few wrinkles. The Nara really didn’t look pleased, but he didn’t protest.
“And why would he put the moves on me?”
Shikamaru had asked that question at least twelve times after they planned this.
“He will. I know he will.”
The Hyuuga was sure. Shikamaru looked pretty damn good with a bit of effort. Kabuto would be stupid not to hit on him. Shikamaru just wasn’t convinced of that fact. He didn’t see why Neji wasn’t in there.
“Alright. Go for it. I’ll be close by in case something happens...Stop making that face. It’s not going to get the right attention.” Neji said, lightly slapping the technician then kicking him toward the club.

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Shikamaru sat at the bar, nursing a non-alcoholic drink. This was horrid. He was running out of ways to reject people. Alternating being gay and straight was becoming bothersome. He adjusted his collar for twenty-fourth time (he counted) and subtly looked around for any sign of his target.
“So are you planning to do something to me or did you and your little toy have a spat?”
The technician perked up at the voice, resisting the urge to frown. He did his best to manage a slightly dramatic sigh.
“He’s not interested. Says he’s not into that. So I’m looking elsewhere. Is that a problem?”
Kabuto looked taken by the genuine response, silent for a few moments. A smile crept on his face as he took a seat.
“Very interesting.” The executive purred, gesturing to the bartender for a drink. Telling what type was unnecessary, the bartender knew.
Shikamaru was surprised that Kabuto bit so easily. Maybe Neji wasn’t a complete idiot after all.
“I didn’t realize you came here.” Shikamaru said, boredly. He did his best to pretend to scan the room. There weren’t many guys that were his type in here to help his acting.
“I come quite often. I do enjoy it here.”
Kabuto started to frown a little. He wanted Shikamaru’s attention.
“I actually am part owner of this place.” He admitted, his eyes trailing across Shikamaru’s profile, examining that lean, tan neck. He was convinced it was perfect for a bit of kissing and biting.
“Nice investment.” Shikamaru replied, soullessly. His eyes stayed where they were.
Kabuto swallowed thickly. That usually worked. He didn’t ask for VIP treatment...or why such a purchase. Just nice investment?
“Are you still interested in that Hyuuga boy?”
Shikamaru’s attention shifted. Just the mention of Neji made him look. Maybe that’s why many of these people weren’t so appealing?
“He’s quite attractive.” Shikamaru admitted, looking over Kabuto briefly. He did his best to look interested in Kabuto, but he wasn’t the greatest liar. Kabuto, however, didn’t care what type of look. He got the Nara’s attention. That was step one.
“Indeed. I know first hand. He isn’t as straight and unbending as he would like to believe.”
Shikamaru was tempted to punch Kabuto in the face right there. Knowing this pervert was waving around how he touched Neji, he deserved it. Instead, Shikamaru raised his eyebrows and fed the asshole an interested look.
“Yes. The night after the presentation. You remember, don’t you? With a bit of alcohol, he isn’t so stubborn.” Kabuto leaned toward Shikamaru’s ear, “…if you were interested, maybe us three could get together. You can see first hand how attractive he is.”
That temptation came back strong. It was a good thing Kabuto was at his ear, cause he knew his expression read kill. His eyes raked toward Kabuto, briefly glancing at the glass. This was his chance. He leaned to Kabuto’s ear, much to the other’s delight.
“How…nevermind. When you put it that way, I’m very interested.” He replied back in a hush whisper.
In that brief instance when Shikamaru turned to whisper, he covertly dropped something into Kabuto’s drink. He spaced his words long enough for the fizz of the pill to subside.
“We should seal this deal correctly.”
Kabuto leaned toward Shikamaru’s mouth and the Nara froze. He could see the blood spilling out of Kabuto’s nose. That asshole was lucky Neji came to mind. The other needed his help, and he couldn’t blow it. He closed his eyes, doing his best to imagine it was Neji’s lips and not this pervert’s. This kiss was much longer than Shikamaru preferred. Then again, as soon as their lips met, it was too long for him. The Nara pulled away and forced a teasing smirk on his face.
“Save that for later.” Shikamaru muttered, semi-seductively. He was a terrible liar.
Kabuto looked convinced by the look, reaching for his drink. Shikamaru hid his hopefully look.
“I don’t if I’m able to wait. Shall we do it tonight? I’ll call our dear Hyuuga and he’ll meet us at my place. I guarantee it.” Kabuto suggested. He was really showing how interested he was in the technician. Maybe co-worker sex turned him on.
Shikamaru didn’t protest. He just wanted the asshole to drink.
“Cheers to that idea.”
Shikamaru held his glass up in front of Kabuto. There was a brief moment before anything happened. Shikamaru estimated it to last about an eternity or so. He counted. Kabuto did the same, a victorious smile on his face. Their glasses touched a bit of liquid splashing. He drank it. Victory had never been sweeter. After his drink, Kabuto dialed Neji up. The technician just hoped the Hyuuga picked up. That might change things a little.

Neji was bored out of his mind. He saw Kabuto go into the club, but hadn’t heard anything since. That seemed like hours ago. The clock only vouched for one, though. His phone started to vibrate. He knew that number. Maybe things didn’t go as planned.
“Hello?”
“Ah. Lovely. Neji, you will meet at my place. I have someone I would like you to meet. I will see you there.”
Just like that, the phone call was over and Neji looked bewildered. That wasn’t part of the plan.

Kabuto smiled to Shikamaru, putting the phone away.
“Shall we?”
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Shikamaru shoved Kabuto into the backseat before hopping up front with Neji. The Hyuuga looked a little surprised even though the scene was a part of the plan.
“What?” Shikamaru asked, noticing how Neji hadn’t started the car yet.
“Nothing. Just the phone call threw me off.”
Neji drove off toward Kabuto’s place. They both picked the fairly limp body up and led him to the door.
“You’re grabbing his keys.” Neji said, quickly.
Shikamaru looked down at Kabuto’s pants then back at Neji.
“No way. I got him here. You get the keys.”
Neji glanced at Kabuto, and then made a sore face.
“Paper, rock, scissors. I’m not willingly doing this.”
Shikamaru rolled his eyes.
“Do it. It’s not like you’re jacking him off.”
“If it’s not a big deal, you get ‘em.”
A sly smirk appeared on Shikamaru’s face. Neji immediately felt uneasy.
“I’ll get them for a good night kiss.”
The Hyuuga blushed, his face scrunching up a bit in an attempt to prevent said blushing.
“Fine. Just do it.”
Shikamaru dug into Kabuto’s pants, locating his house key.

They stood in Kabuto’s room with the man sprawled out on the bed.
“You never told me how you got those drugs.”
Shikamaru smirked a little.
“I’m not going to. Just focus on what matters. What are we going to do with him?”
That’s when Neji got that evil smirk again.
“Stop that.”
That only made it worse.
“I’ll be right back.”
Neji returned with a duffle bag. He tossed a digital camera to the Nara while he started to rummage through the bag.
“Handcuffs?” Shikamaru exclaimed, his eyes wide.
“Just take pictures, computer nerd.” Neji responded, shamelessly stripping Kabuto.
The Hyuuga cuffed Kabuto to the headboard then tied his feet so they were spread. Shikamaru was in awe. He never thought Neji could be so kinky. That was definitely a turn-on in his book. Shikamaru started to take pictures once Neji was finished setting their victim up. They took several pictures of Kabuto. A few where he was handcuffed. A few where he wasn’t. They had difficult angles and zooms of every shot.
“Let’s go. I can’y look at him naked anymore.” Neji said, uncuffing their prey for the night.
“Why are you uncuffing him?” Shikamaru asked, sure Neji was going to leave them on.
“Don’t want him to know. He won’t remember anything. If he wakes up handcuffed, he might get suspicious.”
The Nara couldn’t deny that logic. He helped remove the restraints before dashing out of there. Being there made them both uncomfortable. Neji sped off, taking Shikamaru home first. They stopped out front and an awkward silence set in.
“I’ve never seen your place before.” Neji commented in a hushed voice.
“Come in.”
Neji looked over at the other. Going in there wouldn’t be a good idea. He knew it. Somehow, he still found himself out of the car and headed to Shikamaru’s front door. The lazy technician opened the door.
“This is it.”
Neji looked around and smiled. It was just like he expected. Barely any furniture or decorations. The television had dust on it from lack of use. Clothes were scattered about in various places. A few dishes were left in the sink. It was very Shikamaru.
“I’m not surprised. I had this mentally pictured already.”
Shikamaru looked over, smirking just a bit. He expected the neat freak Neji to come out. He didn’t. Neji respected his house and him enough not to. Shikamaru showed him all the rooms before leading the other to the living room.
“This is my favorite part of the house.” Shikamaru confessed as they stepped out to the balcony. Shikamaru had a wonderful view of the sky. There were a few trees, but they only framed the view. Neji looked up at the moon and stars. For a while, Shikamaru did the same. That was until he noticed a better view. He looked over at his guest, admiring the view of the darkened sky through Neji’s eyes. The movement was sudden. Neji couldn’t see the stars anymore. He saw stars, but not the right ones. He was pinned against the glass door and Shikamaru’s lips were pressed against his own. The Hyuuga responded to the kiss, gripping at Shikamaru while forcing his back off the glass. The kiss was intense. It was passionate. Both were out of breath when it was over.
“You owed me.” Shikamaru said, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“Can anyone see you out here?” he asked, all of a sudden.
Shikamaru’s brow furrowed a bit, shaking his head. He hoped the Hyuuga didn’t get shy all of a sudden over a kiss.
“No. I’m blocked off.”
“Good.”
It was Shikamaru’s turn to be surprised. Neji tackled him down onto the hardwood, continuing where their kiss left off. The Hyuuga tugged at Shikamaru’s shirt, yanking the garment off forcefully before doing the same with the offending pants.
“I’ve been doing research…” Neji whispered, dragging away Shikamaru’s boxers.
“…About this gay thing. All aspects of it…especially the sex part. Now I’m going to show you exactly what I learned.”
Neji’s mouth latched onto Shikamaru’s neck while his hands slid down Shikamaru’s chest. One rested at the technician’s stomach while another wrapped around the Nara’s member. He stroked him a few times while his mouth started to travel south. His tongue lingered at a nipple for a while. Man or woman, Neji was a fan of nipples. He lapped at the nub, causing it to harden, and gained a gasp from Shikamaru in the process. That was a good sign. Neji repeated the process with the other nipple, tonguing it as thoroughly as the other. The same effects overcame this nub. Kisses trailed down the heated skin until Neji’s chin reached a trail of hair. Neji had to look up at Shikamaru. The Nara’s eyes were locked onto Neji’s. Anxiety, curiosity, lust…all of them past through those simple brown eyes. Neji loved it. His tongue peeked out, running across Shikamaru’s cock. He noted that it felt a lot different than with Kabuto. That was much more forceful, though. His tongue trailed up and down the hot flesh a few times, thoroughly teasing the technician. Anticipation was always sexy. It made things better. He pulled away, puffing a hot gust of air over the sensitive skin. From the sweat dripping off of Shikamaru’s forehead, Neji was sure the Nara wanted to grab his head and force him down. The Hyuuga leaned down once again, his tongue trailing over Shikamaru’s sac, lapping at the jewels inside. Judging from the gasp, Shika didn’t expect that. His mouth descended, covering the head of the technician’s length, his tongue swirling over the head. Shikamaru’s brain was swimming. He hadn’t had a coherent thought since he talked about his balcony being blocked off. Neji took more and more of Shikamaru into his mouth. The Hyuuga stopped as he felt he was near gagging. He started to bob his head, quickly feeling Shikamaru’s hand rest in his hair. That hand coaxed him on, apparently wanting him to go faster. Neji didn’t want to do that just yet. He kept a steady pace for a while. He suddenly started to pick up speed, his suction increasing. He hadn’t read about this, but there was an upside, although small, to dealing with Kabuto. He had to figure out what worked so it wouldn’t last much longer. Shikamaru was putty in Neji’s hands. Shikamaru hissed loudly, one hand gripping at the wood while the other tangled itself in Neji’s hair. The release was a powerful one. A bit ended up on the Hyuuga’s cheek. Most of it was in his mouth. The taste was different from Kabuto’s too. He was much more fond of this taste. Shikamaru panicked at the sight, wiping Neji’s face with his shirt.
“Sorry.”
Neji laughed softly, giving Shikamaru a quick kiss. The Nara leaned forward, like he wanted to return the favor. Neji shook his head.
“I had something else in mind.” He said, reaching into his pocket, that evil smirk in place.
“Lube? You’re carrying lube?” Shikamaru asked, bewildered.
He couldn’t believe Neji had this planned or when that smirk became so hot.
“What? It was in the duffle bag. So, can I?” Neji asked, waiting seductively for an answer.
Shikamaru couldn’t say no. Not with that look on Neji’s face. He weakly nodded, a smirk gracing his features. Neji quickly uncapped the lube, spreading some on his hand. He wasn’t so sure about this part.
“Make sure I’m doing it right.” He whispered, his index finger moving into the Nara.
Shikamaru hissed and Neji backed off. He hadn’t meant for that. He went slower, his finger slowly disappearing. He moved that finger around before Shikamaru gestured for two. Neji did just that, adding another finger. He gained another hiss, but Shikamaru grabbed his hand before he could pull away. He held it there before back away. Neji moved his fingers in and out of Shikamaru, stretching the hole sufficiently. The technician gave him and thumbs up and Neji pulled away. He dropped his pants and boxers then lubed his own length up. He knew he wouldn’t last too long. He was so turned on from that blowjob and all the anticipation…he knew he would lose it soon. He pushed into Shika, a gasp got caught in his throat. He hadn’t expected it to feel so..tight and warm. It was fairly similar to his first time with a woman. He moved slowly until he was all the way inside. There was a brief pause, Shikamaru and Neji just looking in one another’s eyes. That’s when Neji pulled back and started his rhythm. In and out, each thrust rocking the Nara’s body and the wood from the balcony. Shikamaru’s eyes were closed as Neji continued. Neji couldn’t do the same. He had to look. Shikamaru was too hot not to. He had the sexiest look on his face. That thought didn’t help. Neji was sure he couldn’t keep this up long. He gripped at Shikamaru’s hips, moving in and out. His muscles were starting to tighten. He wouldn’t stop, though. In and out, he kept moving. Just like that, he froze.
“Fuck…” Neji hissed out, gripping at the other’s hips tightly. He pulled back, using his own shirt to clean himself and Shikamaru’s entrance.
“Let’s go to bed.” Shikamaru said, an exhausted look on his face.
Neji nodded and they both trudged inside to Shikamaru’s bedroom.