Shadows and Spirals

Shadows and Spirals
A Collection of Shikamaru x Naruto Shorts & Oneshots

By: ladygizarme
Beta: Houseki
Warning This Installment: shadow kink
A/N: In honor of Naruto’s birthday today (10/10/2008), a little Shika x Naru! Incidentally, this can also be seen as a prequel companion to the two-shot I posted for Shikamaru’s birthday, “Happy Birthday, Shika!” Please enjoy, and let me know what you think!

Japanese:
Seikou: success; hit

Fun With Shadows:

The late afternoon sunlight pouring down onto the bed from the skylight overhead was casting long, lazy shadows over the bedding, spreading out from where Naruto’s body lay. His elbows dug into the mattress, propping his body up slightly so he could peer down at the end of the bed, where a shadow was creeping up the edge, towards his bare toes. The shadow finally made contact, caressing his toes one at a time before wrapping, hand-like, around the sole of his foot. Blue eyes watched the shadow attentively before sliding shut involuntarily, the feeling of the shadow massaging his foot too good to not react this way.

It felt so strange, to be caressed by a shadow. He couldn’t even describe it. It was like a veil of some sheer material—light and barely there—yet, at the same time, heavier; a tangible darkness he couldn’t help but lose himself in as it continued rubbing his foot and toes; slowly inching up his ankle, and then his calf. It wound itself up his pant leg, wrapping itself around the orange material as it climbed ever higher, passing his knee and hugging his thigh. Nearing the juncture of his leg where hip met thigh, the shadow’s fingers crept cautiously upwards with teasing, ghostlike touches.

“Sh-Shikamaru…” he uttered breathily, the tantalizing touch so close to an area now awakening quickly within the confines of his pants.

The spiky-ponytailed man sitting cross-legged on the floor—less than a meter from the mattress that lay directly on the floor—merely half-smirked as he held his hand seal, concentrating on the actions of his shadow on Naruto’s body.

The shadow’s fingers crept ever-closer to the bulge growing in Naruto’s pants, at last making contact and rubbing at the hardness, helping it to grow.

“Nngh…Shika…” Naruto moaned again, a slight taint of complaint in his tone. Unable to help his impatience, the blond ninja began to squirm as those shadow-fingers continued to taunt him with their constant, never quickening, rubbing.

“Patience, Naruto. It’s troublesome, but I’m going to teach you what patience is all about.”

As he said this, Shikamaru’s shadow began to creep again, traveling slowly over the waist of Naruto’s pants, past his taut, bare abs, and up his naked chest.

The arm of the shadow was still stretched over Naruto’s straining arousal, rubbing over it as the hand stretched toward a nipple that was already perky in anticipation. That strange sensation of light-but-heavy, there-but-not, tingled through his body from the point a shadowy fingertip stroked over one of those pebbled nubs of flesh. Naruto sucked a breath in through his teeth as his other nipple was given the same treatment, the feeling warm and cool all at once, overloading his sense of touch as it tried to decipher the nature of this strange phenomenon.

The fingers soon began sliding over his chest in crisscrossing patterns, making sure to pass over one of his nipples every now and then, keeping them sensitized. Then the shadow was moving up again, ghosting over his collarbone, sliding up his neck, past his Adam’s apple as he swallowed a sudden strange tickle that seemed to seep through his skin to his throat with that eerie touch. The hand came to rest on his cheek, stroking a thumb over his slightly-parted lips as the fingers caressed the side of his face, digging softly into his hairline.

Naruto had the irresistible urge to stick his tongue out and taste that shadow. So he did. If the feel of the shadow on his exposed and sensitive skin had been strange, the sensation of tasting a shadow was even stranger. It was like smoke, like clouds, like rain on a sunny day, like…the taste of Shikamaru’s chakra. It was nothing and everything, and it filled his taste buds, making him salivate and sparking a reaction from his own chakra. His body buzzed with it, the seal on his stomach coming into view as it channeled quickly through his chakra lines, attempting to connect with the foreign chakra covering his body.

After allowing his tongue’s curiosity, the shadow-hand moved again, across his cheek the rest of the way, carding through his hair and giving his scalp that same, wonderfully strange, tingly feeling that other areas on his body had already experienced. The fingers massaged his scalp for a few moments, and Naruto felt that tingly feeling washing through his whole body from his head all the way down to his toes. Then, the shadow was retreating, sliding back down along the path it climbed. Every place it touched, already sensitive from the shadow rubbing against it, was now prickling with the sensation of the shadow’s path suddenly stroking in the opposite direction.

It ghosted down his neck, past his collarbone, teasing over his nipples before slipping down his chest and stomach. Briefly tracing the spiral pattern on his belly, Naruto again felt the sparks of his chakra reaching out to Shikamaru’s. It was a heady feeling, and he felt his cock throb with the steady pulse of energy within him and without him, making Naruto pant to the beat unconsciously.

The shadow continued slipping further down, coming to the clasp of Naruto’s pants and undoing it. Glancing up in surprise that it was even able to do that, Naruto saw the extreme concentration on Shikamaru’s face, the small beads of sweat collecting on his forehead and collarbone as he continued holding his pose. Naruto watched a bead of sweat drop from that delectable collarbone and glide down the smooth expanse of Shikamaru’s exposed chest, the other ninja also being shirtless. Even through this serious focus, though, Naruto could see the lust darkening Shikamaru’s pretty, brown eyes. He also couldn’t help but notice the telltale sign of an erection hiding within his boyfriend’s pants.

Naruto’s zipper was pulled halfway down, the pressure of the shadow against his crotch remaining constant, when suddenly the shadow retreated completely. He watched Shikamaru’s body go slightly lax as he panted a little in exertion. However, there was little time for concern as Shikamaru’s hands then began flashing through hand seals, and again Naruto saw his shadow come alive, this time stretching out for Naruto’s own elongated shadows rather than his body.

“Seikou,” Shikamaru husked in confident triumph, raising his dark eyes back up to Naruto’s bright blue.

With that, Shikamaru slowly stood, their joined shadows compelling Naruto’s body to do the same. The jutsu being complete, Shikamaru was able to slowly release his hand seal, allowing his hands freedom to roam.

Naruto watched with hungry eyes as Shikamaru’s hands raised to tease his own bare nipples, only remembering about the effect that movement would have on him when he felt the touch of his own warm fingers on his own pert buds.

“Shi~ka…” Naruto hissed out, watching raptly as Shikamaru’s hands dragged down his own chest, even as Naruto’s did the same to himself.

Their mirroring hands came to their pants, and Shikamaru hooked his thumbs into the waist band of his sweats and pulled them down slowly, making Naruto do the same. As the pants passed their knees, they dropped to the floor of their own accord, and Shikamaru straightened their bodies out to step out of the pants. One of Shikamaru’s hands rubbed teasingly at his arousal through the fabric of his boxerbriefs, frustrating Naruto to no end as the same tauntingly light touch was exacted by himself through the material of his boxers.

Finally deciding to have some pity on the blond, Shikamaru allowed Naruto to take his boxers off, following Shikamaru’s lead. Then they were both bared to the other, eager, hardened cocks bouncing free of their confinements, a drop of precum dropping from Naruto’s as it did so. Shikamaru wrapped his hand around his manhood, squeezing lightly as he stroked—the way he knew Naruto liked. His thumb swiped over the head, pressing lightly and encouraging more precum to leak out, using it to slick the tip of both himself and Naruto.

Both men moaned at the action, the effects doubled as they watched their counterpart doing the exact same thing, knowing they were connected so intimately even as they weren’t touching each other at all.

Shikamaru sped his hand up slightly, bucking his hips into his hand a little, knowing the barely-restrained look of pleading in Naruto’s eyes meant he wanted to. Cautiously, with his hand still stroking himself—and therefore Naruto—Shikamaru lowered himself back down to the cushion he’d been sitting on near the foot of the mattress. Naruto’s body did the same, and Shikamaru was presented with the delicious sight of Naruto’s legs spread wide open for him as he watched the blond stroke his reddened arousal in time with Shikamaru’s hand.

Naruto’s eyes kept trying to roll up into his head at the pleasure he was feeling, but he was determined not to take his eyes off of Shikamaru and the amazing show the shadow user was putting on.

Shikamaru’s hand sped up some more, feeling the slip and slide of skin against skin, enjoying the weight of his own arousal in his hand and the vision of Naruto’s hand mimicking Shikamaru’s stroking motions. He could see the strain of Naruto’s muscles, fighting against the capture of his shadow, desperately wanting to be able to move of his own accord; to quicken and tighten his stroking pace until he could finally reach that apex he no doubt craved. Naruto needn’t have used any energy to fight the jutsu, however, as Shikamaru soon felt it waning of its own accord.

The slight chakra drain affected Shikamaru’s erection slightly, leaving him little more than half-hard though the rest of him was still fully-aroused and in the mindset for needing and finding release. He had a little chakra left, and he knew what he was going to use it for.

Once again taking his first pose, Shikamaru made the necessary hand seals and soon his shadow was crawling with seeking fingers towards Naruto, who was so caught up in the pleasure of stroking himself that he hadn’t fully realized the previous jutsu had released already. When Shikamaru’s new shadow touched him, though, Naruto definitely noticed.

Shikamaru heard the sharp intake of breath as the shadow-fingers began creeping up the opposite foot that they had done before, tickling, enticing, and massaging the toes and sole as they had the other foot. Wondering what it must feel like, and fascinated by Naruto’s reactions even to his shadow’s touch, Shikamaru urged the shadow-hand further upwards, even while taking caution to make sure this altered version of his “Neck Bind Technique” did not get carried away and squeeze too hard.

Those amazing shadow-fingers crept up Naruto’s tanned and toned legs, and finally found their prize waiting rather boldly and impatiently, standing at attention between Naruto’s legs. The shadow hand caressed over Naruto’s hand—still wrapped around his cock despite that the pace of his stroking had faltered and slowed in distraction, though it was still moving idly and with some measure of unconscious precision. Urging Naruto’s fingers away, the shadow finally wrapped fully around that hard flesh, giving a slight squeeze that made Naruto close his eyes and hiss out another groan of pleasure as that odd warm-but-cold, light-but-heavy feeling engulfed his manhood like some sort of strange, dark and velvety mouth.

The shadow stroked him, over and over, and Naruto’s moans and groans grew as he bucked his hips, falling back fully to the mattress beneath him as keeping himself propped up became nearly impossible. His legs bent up, feet flat on the bed and spread wide, offering Shikamaru a tantalizing view as the shadow controller watched his blond lover’s hot, flushed, muscular body undulating mindlessly under the onslaught of his shadow’s ministrations.

The shadow’s grip was perfect, the rhythm of its stroke calculated perfectly to the timing of Naruto’s own thrusts. That heady feeling of chakra reaching for chakra again suddenly made him cry out and, a moment later, he cried out again as the shadow-hand’s thumb pressed and massaged against his perineum—stimulating his prostate from the outside. Unable to last much longer under Shikamaru’s genius attack on his body, Naruto was soon coming, watching in amazement as his cum shimmered on the surface of the shadow-hand a moment before being absorbed by it.

As the shadow retreated, blue eyes blinked dazedly over at Shikamaru, once again slackening from his overexertion. His cock was still half-hard, Naruto noticed, and let a mischievously lascivious smirk cross his lips. He had just the thing to get that cock back to full-mast.

“My turn!”

And with only that warning, the shadow user was deftly pounced with intentions of being thoroughly ravaged by a blond haired, blue eyed, stamina-freak of a shinobi.

Owari

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A/N2: As indicated by the main title/subtitle, this is going to be a collection of Shika x Naru-related drabbles, shorts, and oneshots. Feel free to offer prompts or challenges in the reviews. I won’t guarantee that I’ll use everything, but challenges and prompts do tend to inspire me when I hit a block of some sort. That’s actually how this idea started…

Well, until the next one decides to pop outta my head onto the computer, thanks for reading! Please rate and review to let me know your thoughts.

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~ lg