Musings

Story: Musings
Author: Prodius

Abstract: It isn't easy being the smartest guy around... you tend to think too much.
InoxShikamaru / ShikamarixTemari / InoxShikamaruxTemari

spoiler alert: this fic contains spoilers for Shippuden and the later manga. You have been warned.


Chapter: Sigh

Shikamaru sighed internally for what must have been the hundredth time that night. He had known from the beginning that he was going to end up in this position. He knew it the moment he'd seen that look in Ino's eye. It really was not hard to understand. Ino craved male attention, and he was directly available at the time.

"On second thought" he cautiously amended under his breath as he watched the way she ground her pelvis into him, her every fiber focused on the moment, "there must be something about me she finds attractive. Maybe it's my personality." He found himself feeling disconnected from the moment; his mind wandering as it always did. Ino was so different from Temari. He did not dare allow himself to imagine that it was her atop him, but instead listed the differences lazily. On the surface, sure, they shared the same passionate outlook, relying on instinct and living for the moment. In this situation, however, they were completely different. Here was Ino, riding him with well practiced precision, her every movement specifically tuned to bring them both to that final completion, her nails digging into his flesh with animalistic passion. Temari could be no more different. She clung to him like a child, pulling him to her and whispering in his ear...

He was suddenly brought out of his musings by a shar nip on the ear. Brought back to the moment by the unusual sensation, he saw Ino draped atop him, her slim body pressed against his by her weight. He could feel her breasts against his chest. Her hair, which had been let down earlier that night, draped across her back and his sides. Seeing that he was focused again, she kissed him deeply. "You think too much, Shika." She said. Shikamaru wondered for a moment exactly why they all say that, and then was drawn back as she started moving again. She ground against him, leaving him buried deep inside her. Now that he was focused, the sensation made him wince a bit. Instinctively, he thrust upward, and he could feel where he rubbed against her insides. He had long since memorized the layout of the female organs, and he knew that on the next thrust he would hit precisely where he was supposed to.

And there it was. He could feel it by the way her moistness changed, though he knew that she wouldnt feel it... yet. The trick now was to continue at the same pace, steadily hitting that one spot, and not to allow himself his release until she had hers. A difficult trick, considering her skill. He looked up at her, at the way her breasts moved with her. Unable to help himself, he reached up to caress one, feeling the skin slick with her sweat.

The minutes passed, but he knew he was having the desired effect. Her movements became wilder, less precise, faster. Her moans, which had previously been no more than simple exertion, became the harsh, throaty groans of a woman approaching the edge. He told himself that it would only take a minute more, if he could keep up with her pace. Of course, his attempt to do so was geting him ridiculously close as well. "Just a little longer", She moaned. Suddenly, he felt it. The shudder went through her entire body, and the tension of her facial muscles told him all he needed to know as she slammed herself onto his hips. In the next instant, he crossed the line. He felt his orgasm come, spilling into her shamelessly. There was a moment, as there always is, when his mind cleared of all thought, all sensation. Then, the moment had passed. She collapsed on top of him, showering him with kisses as the direct aftermath of her orgasm passed. After a minute or so, she rolled off of him. He looked at her for a moment. Right now, he knew, millions of his cells were squirming around inside her, searching frantically for an egg to fertilize. It wouldnt happen, with the medicine she was on. At least, he sincerely hoped it wouldnt.

He rolled over and shut off the light. He knew from experience that she preferred to go right to sleep after that amount of exertion. Although, he mused, it was really nothing compared to a battle. He lay on his back, staring at the cieling he could just barely make out in the darkness. Finally, he judged from her breathing that she must be asleep. Undoubtedly, one or both of his parents had heard them, but he knew that only resulted in his mother starting to come break it up and his father stopping her. Of course, he would be telling Shikamaru to be careful tomorrow. Shikamaru looked back on the idea of accidently impregnating Ino and decided, for the tenth time, that he would in fact be more careful. Now that she was asleep, she would never notice as he sat up and threw his legs over the side of his bed. He reached into a droor and found Asuma's cigaretes. That first pack was long since gone, but he was in the habit of buying the same brand, and he would always think of them as Asuma's. He opened the pack and pulled one out. He flicked his lighter, and then stopped himself.

"Something's not right." he thought. "What could it... oh". Fumbling in the darkness, he had accidently pulled out the lucky, meaning he was a couple of inches from getting a lungful of filter. With a soft growl, he turned the cigarette around and lit it. As he inhaled the smoke, he looked around the darkened room. He looked across the room at a small chair, and attempted to move it with his shadow. He felt his chakra flow out of him and along the lines of his shadow, too faint to see because the only light was the moonlight filtered through a window. The chair moved slightly, and he was satisfied. It was difficult to control his shadow without being able to see it, which was a shame because he was most powerful at night.

It didnt make sense at first. How could his shadow be stronger when there is no light? The answer came to him just as quickly. His shadow was within the shadow of the Earth. Truly it was an incredible concept. With a yawn, he looked back at Ino, satisfied and sleeping on the other side of his bed. He all ready knew he wouldn't be sleeping well tonight. Ino's presence in his bed bothered him a bit. Perhaps it was that he felt bad about cheating on Temari. He doubted it though, as they had agreed that their allegience to different villiages forced them to be apart most of the time and they each admitted they had certain... needs. He wondered where Temari was now. With her own power and her closeness to the Kazekage, she was unlikely to have died since the last time they were together. Perhaps she was in a similar position to himself? He dismissed this notion instantly, annoyed at the anger caused by the thought of her being with another man in this manner. He took another drag and brought himself to his senses.

As he sat there, burning his cigarette into the filter, he thought about the first time he and Ino had done this. It seemed like so long ago. He had not had the mastery he currently posessed, but she had made up for it with sheer passion. It had been different then. He was flabbergasted, unable to maintain a coherent thought. It was only his second time in that situation, so he couldnt blame himself for that. Indeed, it seemed less natural now. Sex was something that was supposed to calm the mind, it was supposed to be a connection between two people through their bodies. Now, with Ino, he simply could not bring himself to focus on it entirely. His mind wandered without his permission, so to speak.

On those rare occasions when he could be with Temari, it was entirely different. All thought evaporated, and they were each utterly focused on the pleasure, the exertion, the raw emotion. "What emotion?" He wondered. He had immediately dismissed the notion that it could be the emotion called love, but...

He realized just then that his cigarette had burned to the filter and he was about a puff away from a coughing fit, so he put it out and lay down. He stared at the cieling, wondering exactly why he felt the way he did. He looked at Ino, who was still sleeping happily, and tried to do the same.

Author's Note: Stay tuned for chapter 2. Toss me a review if you have the time.