Fic Request #4
Pairing: Shikamaru/Hidan
Prompt: I don't think I was given any.
Rating: R for mentions of sex. Nothing graphic, but better safe than sorry.
Sleeping with Hidan was almost like sparring with him, if not more physically taxing. Hidan was
a biter and a scratcher, predictably, and when riled wouldn’t think twice of hurting himself for
his own twisted pleasure that came from being a servant of Jashin. This meant Shikamaru had to
make certain to keep himself from bleeding anywhere near Hidan’s mouth, which was sometimes more
challenging than others. That was the reason why Shikamaru tried to top every time.
If he didn’t...well, after the first two experiences of Hidan’s definition of “pleasure”,
Shikamaru had made it a practice to top. There was a great deal of effort in keeping that
resolution, but once he had figured out how much pressure to place where, the right places to
leave small nicks, and which places to cause actual wounds, Hidan was more or less at his mercy,
as Shikamaru played on his masochism and immortality. Shikamaru wasn’t a necrophiliac by any
stretch of the imagination, so he kept death to a minium, though there had been a few times when
such would have been unavoidable. To Shikamaru’s dismay and amusement, though, after every time
Shikamaru killed him, Hidan would want more from Shikamaru, more pain, more challenge, edging
closer to real death than just the little one.
People wouldn’t believe him if he told them how he managed to stay in such good shape or have
such good evasion and sparring skills. Shikamaru didn’t quite believe it himself, but, things
were as they were, and, despite being lazy, Shikamaru enjoyed the challenge that every night he
and the priest could be together brought.
Again, hope you liked, ignore grammar and OOC-ness. Thank you for requesting!
Prompt: I don't think I was given any.
Rating: R for mentions of sex. Nothing graphic, but better safe than sorry.
Sleeping with Hidan was almost like sparring with him, if not more physically taxing. Hidan was
a biter and a scratcher, predictably, and when riled wouldn’t think twice of hurting himself for
his own twisted pleasure that came from being a servant of Jashin. This meant Shikamaru had to
make certain to keep himself from bleeding anywhere near Hidan’s mouth, which was sometimes more
challenging than others. That was the reason why Shikamaru tried to top every time.
If he didn’t...well, after the first two experiences of Hidan’s definition of “pleasure”,
Shikamaru had made it a practice to top. There was a great deal of effort in keeping that
resolution, but once he had figured out how much pressure to place where, the right places to
leave small nicks, and which places to cause actual wounds, Hidan was more or less at his mercy,
as Shikamaru played on his masochism and immortality. Shikamaru wasn’t a necrophiliac by any
stretch of the imagination, so he kept death to a minium, though there had been a few times when
such would have been unavoidable. To Shikamaru’s dismay and amusement, though, after every time
Shikamaru killed him, Hidan would want more from Shikamaru, more pain, more challenge, edging
closer to real death than just the little one.
People wouldn’t believe him if he told them how he managed to stay in such good shape or have
such good evasion and sparring skills. Shikamaru didn’t quite believe it himself, but, things
were as they were, and, despite being lazy, Shikamaru enjoyed the challenge that every night he
and the priest could be together brought.
Again, hope you liked, ignore grammar and OOC-ness. Thank you for requesting!