Clear Skies
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
987
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Clear Skies
A/N at the end: Please R&R
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It was a bright and beautiful day in the Village Hidden in the Leaves, one that just made you happy to be alive…
“Tch, so troublesome.”
…that is, unless you were a certain lazy genius.
‘I finally get a week off, and there isn’t a cloud in the sky. What a drag.’ Deciding that staring at the sun couldn’t be good for his eyes, Shikamaru sat up.
‘What to do, what to do?’ He could always go hang out with Chouji and Ino, but that would either result in training, eating, bitching, or maybe all three, none of which he was particularly interested in at the moment.
Deciding to look down instead of up for once, he moved over to the rail and inspected the village. Sakura stood a ways off, an energetic Lee practically attached to her. Judging from his posture, Sakura was about to have the pleasure of one of his ‘Fire of Youth’ monologues, but her saving grace came from his teammates, Neji and Tenten.
Now in general, Shikamaru thought all women were manipulative, two faced and overall a pain. Tenten on the other hand, he tolerated, mainly because…
‘Why does her hair have to remind me of the clouds?’
As he started to look skyward one more time, a certain window caught his attention. Or to be more precise, who was behind that window. ‘Is that…Iruka-sensei? Why is he tied to his be…’ Just then a certain silver haired jounin climbed on top of the entangled chunin.
Shikamaru’s face reddened as he watched the taller man place kisses along his ex-teacher’s body. Stopping for a moment, Kakashi made a hand sign and the blinds closed, leaving the shadow-nin staring agape at the closed window. Hoping to clear his mind, he headed to the training field.
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An hour and several kunai later, Shikamaru sat against a tree, exhausted. ‘Back to square one, I guess.’ Looking past the limbs above him, he peered out at the few clouds that had gathered in the sky. He looked them over and uselessly tried to focus on them.
Apparently his mind wouldn’t cooperate today, as it just warped them into fluffy versions of Iruka and Kakashi. ‘What a drag’. Deciding that he was mostly obscured from vision, he unfastened his pants and worked his hand to his already rising member.
Freeing it from its clothed prison, he slowly began to work his hand up and down. ‘Might as well get this over with’. Continuing from where the two left off, he let his imagination run wild. A few minutes had passed, and Shikamaru was still stroking at the same slow pace he had started off at. Not that he couldn’t supply details to his imagination, but he much preferred to draw things like this out.
A sudden noise caught him by surprise. Stopping for a moment, Shikamaru listened intently. Another sound rang out. This time he identified it as a shuriken hitting a target. He tried to hide his still raging hard on in his pants, but the excitement of almost being caught had it at full attention.
Moving closer to the sound, Shikamaru let out a sound between a gasp and a whimper. Naruto stood in the middle of the clearing, shirtless.
He watched the sweat roll down the sinews and muscles along Naruto’s back and torso. ‘With the clothes he wears, I never realized he was this fit…’
Hearing a rustling, Shikamaru stilled himself again, only to realize that he had made the noise. Removing his hand from his pants once again, he made a decision. Making sure he was just out of Naruto’s eyesight (not that it would matter much), he made the hand signs for the Shadow Possession Jutsu.
His breath hitched from excitement as Naruto’s movement stopped.
For once, Shikamaru hadn’t planned through every step, and froze up. Not sure how to take the blonde’s lack of protest, he simply decided to have him undress. A flash of panic swept Naruto’s features as his hands unwillingly went to his waist and started to worm his pants off.
“Okay, Shika, you got me! You can let me go now!” Naruto yelled to no one in particular.
Naruto opened his mouth to protest again, but was cut short as his hand moved to his crotch.
Under Shikamaru’s guide, Naruto began to slowly fondle his shaft and balls. With his free hand, he ran his fingers to his nipples, pinching and caressing them.
Deciding to gauge Naruto’s response, Shikamaru stopped for a moment. Taking Naruto’s lack of protest or struggle, he took it as a signal to keep going.
They began to stroke in unison, since their cocks were roughly the same size and girth; it was much easier to ensure they were both enjoying this. Removing the hand from his nipples, he slowly began to suck on the digits.
Shikamaru was going to have to make this quick, he couldn’t hold on much longer. He increased his pace to a somewhat rapid frenzy. He took the now saliva covered fingers and slowly began to finger at his puckered hole. Even from his hideout, he could hear Naruto start to pant and moan as he started to grind against his own fingers.
He didn’t have long to wait and Naruto’s cock erupted, coating the nearby grass and some of his clothes with seed. Seeing and hearing Naruto reach completion was too much and Shikamaru climaxed, coating the underbrush and the tree he was hiding behind.
Sensing that he had released the jutsu unknowingly, Shikamaru quickly dressed and disappeared.
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A few days later, Shikamaru sat at his favorite cloud watching spot. Maybe it was a lack of concentration, or maybe it was sleepiness, but he failed to notice the presence approaching him.
Before he knew it, strong arms had grabbed him from behind and were holding him firmly against a solid chest.
He started to struggle, but stopped when his attacker began nibbling on his ear.
“You shouldn’t have run away last time, I was just getting warmed up” Naruto purred into Shika’s ear.
The End?
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Alright, I originally planned this to be a oneshot, but after rewritin g it, I see a few possibilities for a continuation. I wrote this because I was kind of bored and the idea had been bugging me for a while. SO if you liked it, review and I might start on a new chapter. MIGHT! I make no promises, because I am kind of lazy and stressed. Hope you enjoyed,
with love,
A.M. (really my initials, believe it or not)
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It was a bright and beautiful day in the Village Hidden in the Leaves, one that just made you happy to be alive…
“Tch, so troublesome.”
…that is, unless you were a certain lazy genius.
‘I finally get a week off, and there isn’t a cloud in the sky. What a drag.’ Deciding that staring at the sun couldn’t be good for his eyes, Shikamaru sat up.
‘What to do, what to do?’ He could always go hang out with Chouji and Ino, but that would either result in training, eating, bitching, or maybe all three, none of which he was particularly interested in at the moment.
Deciding to look down instead of up for once, he moved over to the rail and inspected the village. Sakura stood a ways off, an energetic Lee practically attached to her. Judging from his posture, Sakura was about to have the pleasure of one of his ‘Fire of Youth’ monologues, but her saving grace came from his teammates, Neji and Tenten.
Now in general, Shikamaru thought all women were manipulative, two faced and overall a pain. Tenten on the other hand, he tolerated, mainly because…
‘Why does her hair have to remind me of the clouds?’
As he started to look skyward one more time, a certain window caught his attention. Or to be more precise, who was behind that window. ‘Is that…Iruka-sensei? Why is he tied to his be…’ Just then a certain silver haired jounin climbed on top of the entangled chunin.
Shikamaru’s face reddened as he watched the taller man place kisses along his ex-teacher’s body. Stopping for a moment, Kakashi made a hand sign and the blinds closed, leaving the shadow-nin staring agape at the closed window. Hoping to clear his mind, he headed to the training field.
---------------------------------------------------------------------
An hour and several kunai later, Shikamaru sat against a tree, exhausted. ‘Back to square one, I guess.’ Looking past the limbs above him, he peered out at the few clouds that had gathered in the sky. He looked them over and uselessly tried to focus on them.
Apparently his mind wouldn’t cooperate today, as it just warped them into fluffy versions of Iruka and Kakashi. ‘What a drag’. Deciding that he was mostly obscured from vision, he unfastened his pants and worked his hand to his already rising member.
Freeing it from its clothed prison, he slowly began to work his hand up and down. ‘Might as well get this over with’. Continuing from where the two left off, he let his imagination run wild. A few minutes had passed, and Shikamaru was still stroking at the same slow pace he had started off at. Not that he couldn’t supply details to his imagination, but he much preferred to draw things like this out.
A sudden noise caught him by surprise. Stopping for a moment, Shikamaru listened intently. Another sound rang out. This time he identified it as a shuriken hitting a target. He tried to hide his still raging hard on in his pants, but the excitement of almost being caught had it at full attention.
Moving closer to the sound, Shikamaru let out a sound between a gasp and a whimper. Naruto stood in the middle of the clearing, shirtless.
He watched the sweat roll down the sinews and muscles along Naruto’s back and torso. ‘With the clothes he wears, I never realized he was this fit…’
Hearing a rustling, Shikamaru stilled himself again, only to realize that he had made the noise. Removing his hand from his pants once again, he made a decision. Making sure he was just out of Naruto’s eyesight (not that it would matter much), he made the hand signs for the Shadow Possession Jutsu.
His breath hitched from excitement as Naruto’s movement stopped.
For once, Shikamaru hadn’t planned through every step, and froze up. Not sure how to take the blonde’s lack of protest, he simply decided to have him undress. A flash of panic swept Naruto’s features as his hands unwillingly went to his waist and started to worm his pants off.
“Okay, Shika, you got me! You can let me go now!” Naruto yelled to no one in particular.
Naruto opened his mouth to protest again, but was cut short as his hand moved to his crotch.
Under Shikamaru’s guide, Naruto began to slowly fondle his shaft and balls. With his free hand, he ran his fingers to his nipples, pinching and caressing them.
Deciding to gauge Naruto’s response, Shikamaru stopped for a moment. Taking Naruto’s lack of protest or struggle, he took it as a signal to keep going.
They began to stroke in unison, since their cocks were roughly the same size and girth; it was much easier to ensure they were both enjoying this. Removing the hand from his nipples, he slowly began to suck on the digits.
Shikamaru was going to have to make this quick, he couldn’t hold on much longer. He increased his pace to a somewhat rapid frenzy. He took the now saliva covered fingers and slowly began to finger at his puckered hole. Even from his hideout, he could hear Naruto start to pant and moan as he started to grind against his own fingers.
He didn’t have long to wait and Naruto’s cock erupted, coating the nearby grass and some of his clothes with seed. Seeing and hearing Naruto reach completion was too much and Shikamaru climaxed, coating the underbrush and the tree he was hiding behind.
Sensing that he had released the jutsu unknowingly, Shikamaru quickly dressed and disappeared.
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A few days later, Shikamaru sat at his favorite cloud watching spot. Maybe it was a lack of concentration, or maybe it was sleepiness, but he failed to notice the presence approaching him.
Before he knew it, strong arms had grabbed him from behind and were holding him firmly against a solid chest.
He started to struggle, but stopped when his attacker began nibbling on his ear.
“You shouldn’t have run away last time, I was just getting warmed up” Naruto purred into Shika’s ear.
The End?
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Alright, I originally planned this to be a oneshot, but after rewritin g it, I see a few possibilities for a continuation. I wrote this because I was kind of bored and the idea had been bugging me for a while. SO if you liked it, review and I might start on a new chapter. MIGHT! I make no promises, because I am kind of lazy and stressed. Hope you enjoyed,
with love,
A.M. (really my initials, believe it or not)