Shippuden fic: A Troublesome Check Up-ShikamaruxNaruto one shot rated M
A Troublesome Check Up
Author: StarbearerTM
Fandom: Naruto Shippuden
Pairing: ShikamaruxNaruto
Genre: PWP/slice of life.
Rating: MA
Word count: 1792
Warning: Lemon, male/male sex. Don’t like, don’t read.
Summary: Naruto’s recent training causes some mishaps, and Sakura isn’t the one to give him a checkup this time, but a certain Nara.
A/N: Written inspired by Fuji who envisions Shikamaru as a medical ninja and disciple of Tsunade. Takes place in the same universe as the Shogi themed fics.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto Shippuden; it was created by Masashi Kishimoto and is licensed and owned by Shonen Jump. I make no money for the writing of this story.
"You honestly don't expect me to believe you did this just training," sighed the brunette as he ran his glowing hand over the blonde's body.
"Honestly Shika, it was an accident!" Naruto protested. "Sai's ink splotched all over Sakura chan, and she swung at him, but hit me by mistake..."
"She needs to reign that temper in," Shikamaru muttered, reaching for bandages and ointment. Paper crackled on the table underneath Naruto's bare bottom as the blonde tried to sit up.
"But you saw she carried me in her herself on her back! She WAS sorry," Naruto protested.
Unimpressed, Shikamaru snorted. He pushed Naruto down with a firm hand. "Just why you're still defending her is beyond me."
Naruto shrugged, looking up at the irritated Nara in his medical smock glaring at him. "Sakura chan is Sakura chan."
Shaking a thermometer, Shikamaru said, "Open your mouth..."
"I'm not sick!" Naruto protested.
Shikamaru smirked holding out the mercury thermometer to put under Naruto's tongue. "It's either in your mouth or the one taken up your ass. Your pick."
"As if having that up my ass is any kind of a threat," Naruto grinned, winking at him.
Shikamaru shoved the thermometer in his mouth and sighed. "Troublesome. Just stay still for a while will you?"
While Naruto kept the glass bulb under his tongue Shikamaru pulled out the blood pressure cuff and tightened it around his upper arm. Taking the stethoscope, he put it slightly under the cuff and pulled the earpieces into place. Naruto gritted his teeth at the tightness constricting his upper arm circulation, and felt the pulses while his blood surged out in measured throbs. Again, Shikamaru squeezed on the bulb to inflate it once more.
Shikamaru scribbled the number down after taking out his stethoscope earpieces. Velcro ripped off his arm once he removed the cuff and Naruto sighed in relief around the thermometer. He tried to say something but Shikamaru leaned in and whispered, "Don't say a word unless you want to stay here another ten minutes."
The Uzumaki shook his head. While he did not believe it took thermometers a full ten minutes to register the temperature he didn't want to question the brunette. Smirking Shikamaru then pulled up the gown and admired Naruto's flawlessly tanned flesh. Except several nasty bruises marred it, even if they were healed by Sakura.
"Not all of this was Sakura's fault though. Don't tell me you asked Yamato Taicho to run you through that gauntlet again!" Shikamaru muttered, smearing ointment over the bruises. Naruto could not answer except in a protesting moan.
"Troublesome," Shikamaru added, cutting strips of bandage. He applied them with the tape carefully, and then urged Naruto to turn over. Seeing a lovely tanned bottom as round and smooth as a full moon, he resisted the urge to slap it. Naruto did not know how much he hated seeing any wounds marring that perfect body, or any sadness crumpling that beautiful smile into hurt.
Naruto grabbed the thermometer and pulled it out. "See I'm normal..."
A loud smack and a slight sting across his ass interrupted him. Yelping he glared up at Shikamaru who frowned at him. "HEY!"
"I told you not to talk. Now you'll have to wait another ten minutes to get an accurate temperature, troublesome blonde!"
"I don't believe these take ten minutes to register! When Sakura chan does it, it only takes two minutes dattebayo!" The Uzumaki huffed, glaring at him as he rubbed his ass. However, the swat did not hurt. In fact, it made his blood pump faster.
Shikamaru's brow creased further. He sat down on the edge of the examining table so his arm crossed over Naruto's body and rested on the other side. Dipping his head down he whispered into the Uzumaki's ear so it tickled. "Are you saying you believe her word over mine?"
Stunned, Naruto froze in place. He breathed more rapidly in and out. Still bent over him Shikamaru snatched the thermometer away from him with his other hand. The way he sat on Naruto's side made it hard for the blonde to contemplate getting up without knocking the Nara to the floor. "No, I didn't mean that Shika I just..."
Shikamaru got up, and snapped his rubber gloves. Naruto flinched at the sound and sat up, hands braced behind him. "Then what do you mean, Naruto?"
"Hey, you're not going to give me a shot or that nasty medicine, are you?" The Uzumaki yelped, backing up on the table.
"Roll over," Shikamaru said, grasping his shoulder.
"What for, dattebayo?" Naruto protested but Shikamaru's soft breath against his neck and hands reaching to rub and massage his shoulders made him pause. Then firmly Shikamaru spun him and pressing him down on his front on the table, rearranging his legs.
"Lie still..." Shikamaru scolded. The Uzumaki did, curious about what Shikamaru was about to do.
"Shika?"
"Shhh..."
Naruto then felt something cold slip over his bottom and he yelped. Rubber gloves tickled his inner thighs and he gritted his teeth. "Shika...are you kidding me?"
"Do you want me to be kidding you, Naruto?" Shikamaru asked his voice just behind Naruto’s. A warm body lay on top of his for a second before vanishing. Naruto tried to turn over but Shikamaru's hand pressed down into his back while fingers slicked cream over his thighs and ran along the seam of his buttocks. Softly a tongue licked his ear and nibbled on it. Under him, the table creaked a bit with the weight of someone else getting onto it.
Shikamaru sat straddling his knees so Naruto would have had to flip over and shove him off to get away. However, feeling Shikamaru's weight on him was something he liked. In addition, he didn't want to lose the warmth of the soft kisses on his ear or the back of his neck. Two fingers slick with crème tickled his entrance and then plunged inside.
"Gnnn. Shika..."
"Shh," Shikamaru whispered, nuzzling his neck as he nipped at it. "Be a good patient and lay still."
"It's hard to and your hands are cold," Naruto complained. Fingers scissored in response, turning his complaints into a loud groan. A third finger plunged inside, stretching his muscle.
"You seem perfectly healthy down here," whispered Shikamaru. The hand pressing Naruto down vanished but he felt something tickling his length, accessible because his legs were parted. His sensitive balls were caressed and massaged with those gloved fingers of the Nara's other hand.
"Ahhh... I'm going to make a mess if you don't watch it, dattebayo," Naruto groaned.
"That’s what the paper is for," Shikamaru answered, adding a fourth finger to his opening. Hissing Naruto pressed down on the table with his hands, tempted to flip over and pounce on Shikamaru. Yet an elbow on his back stopped this idea. His inner thighs felt Shikamaru's knees between them after the fingers slipped out of him leaving him empty.
"C'mon... that's not fair Shika," Naruto complained, biting his lip and letting it stick out. He heard the sounds of a button popping open and a zipper being pulled down. The small sigh of relief from behind him also told him that the Nara's predicament was soon matching his. Naruto's frustration was short lived however because he felt the blunt hard tip nestling in the crease of his ass.
Two hands hoisted Naruto's hips upwards. Automatically Naruto folded his arms under his head, parting his legs as much as he could while he took a deep breath. Then something deliciously hard and thick impaled him. Spread and speared Naruto let out a gurgling noise of relief. His legs were wrapped around a pair of hips. Then one hand hooked around his waist and the other curled around his erection.
"You're going to feel much better after this treatment, troublesome blonde," mumbled Shikamaru from behind.
"Shika... that feels much better already, ya know..." Naruto groaned, wriggling his hips the way Shikamaru liked it. "But can you do it so I can see you?"
The shadow nin clicked his tongue. "You're such a spoiled blonde as well as a troublesome one."
After some repositioning involving the Nara pulling out and sitting down in the nearby spinning chair opposite the desk, and Naruto's hands resting on his shoulders the blonde slid down onto him again. Before Shikamaru could say anything else, Naruto sealed his lips off in a soft sweet kiss.
Breaking it off for air Naruto smirked this time. "This way you don't have to move so much, lazyass."
"That's appreciated," Shikamaru murmured, losing himself in those dark blue eyes. Naruto seized Shikamaru's shoulders and started to pump himself up and down on the Nara's stiff rod. All the Nara had to do was lean back and moan as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Grabbing Naruto's cheek, he caressed it and pulled the blonde into an intense kiss.
Tongues rubbed against one another in the shared space of their open mouths. Both their moans were muffled in it sufficiently. Up and down Naruto's back Shikamaru's hands massaged, urging the blonde to speed up his tempo. It did not take long for drops of moisture to spurt on his lab coat.
"I can't hold it Shika..." Naruto whispered after breaking their kiss.
"Then don't. Cum Naruto... it's ok," Shikamaru whispered, squeezing his ass. Shuddering Naruto bit his lip and let himself explode all over Shikamaru's clean smock. At the same time, Shikamaru slammed up into Naruto so he was buried as far as he could go inside. He let out a grunted gasp before he too released his hot essence within his blonde. Squeezing down on him Naruto shuddered for a whole minute along with his Nara.
Lazily Shikamaru relaxed in the chair, limp but still filling the blonde enough to give Naruto the satisfaction of being filled. Rubbing his whiskered cheeks to the Nara the jinchuriki hummed in delight. He peppered the Nara's face with soft kisses all but where Shikamaru most wanted his mouth.
"Feeling better troublesome blonde?" Shikamaru asked, yawning a bit.
Naruto's lower lip stuck out. "You're not going to go to sleep on me are you, lazyass?"
"Just make sure the chair's turned the right way so I can look at the clouds outside, will you?" Shikamaru murmured, half closing his eyes. He wrapped his arms around Naruto tightly so the blonde would have difficulty getting off the chair.
"You're part slug, I swear," Naruto teased him, but he did not feel like moving either because he liked the feel of Shikamaru inside of him and under him.
"I'm not going to sleep on you, you're going to sleep on me," Shikamaru corrected. "Medic nin's orders."
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Author: StarbearerTM
Fandom: Naruto Shippuden
Pairing: ShikamaruxNaruto
Genre: PWP/slice of life.
Rating: MA
Word count: 1792
Warning: Lemon, male/male sex. Don’t like, don’t read.
Summary: Naruto’s recent training causes some mishaps, and Sakura isn’t the one to give him a checkup this time, but a certain Nara.
A/N: Written inspired by Fuji who envisions Shikamaru as a medical ninja and disciple of Tsunade. Takes place in the same universe as the Shogi themed fics.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto Shippuden; it was created by Masashi Kishimoto and is licensed and owned by Shonen Jump. I make no money for the writing of this story.
"You honestly don't expect me to believe you did this just training," sighed the brunette as he ran his glowing hand over the blonde's body.
"Honestly Shika, it was an accident!" Naruto protested. "Sai's ink splotched all over Sakura chan, and she swung at him, but hit me by mistake..."
"She needs to reign that temper in," Shikamaru muttered, reaching for bandages and ointment. Paper crackled on the table underneath Naruto's bare bottom as the blonde tried to sit up.
"But you saw she carried me in her herself on her back! She WAS sorry," Naruto protested.
Unimpressed, Shikamaru snorted. He pushed Naruto down with a firm hand. "Just why you're still defending her is beyond me."
Naruto shrugged, looking up at the irritated Nara in his medical smock glaring at him. "Sakura chan is Sakura chan."
Shaking a thermometer, Shikamaru said, "Open your mouth..."
"I'm not sick!" Naruto protested.
Shikamaru smirked holding out the mercury thermometer to put under Naruto's tongue. "It's either in your mouth or the one taken up your ass. Your pick."
"As if having that up my ass is any kind of a threat," Naruto grinned, winking at him.
Shikamaru shoved the thermometer in his mouth and sighed. "Troublesome. Just stay still for a while will you?"
While Naruto kept the glass bulb under his tongue Shikamaru pulled out the blood pressure cuff and tightened it around his upper arm. Taking the stethoscope, he put it slightly under the cuff and pulled the earpieces into place. Naruto gritted his teeth at the tightness constricting his upper arm circulation, and felt the pulses while his blood surged out in measured throbs. Again, Shikamaru squeezed on the bulb to inflate it once more.
Shikamaru scribbled the number down after taking out his stethoscope earpieces. Velcro ripped off his arm once he removed the cuff and Naruto sighed in relief around the thermometer. He tried to say something but Shikamaru leaned in and whispered, "Don't say a word unless you want to stay here another ten minutes."
The Uzumaki shook his head. While he did not believe it took thermometers a full ten minutes to register the temperature he didn't want to question the brunette. Smirking Shikamaru then pulled up the gown and admired Naruto's flawlessly tanned flesh. Except several nasty bruises marred it, even if they were healed by Sakura.
"Not all of this was Sakura's fault though. Don't tell me you asked Yamato Taicho to run you through that gauntlet again!" Shikamaru muttered, smearing ointment over the bruises. Naruto could not answer except in a protesting moan.
"Troublesome," Shikamaru added, cutting strips of bandage. He applied them with the tape carefully, and then urged Naruto to turn over. Seeing a lovely tanned bottom as round and smooth as a full moon, he resisted the urge to slap it. Naruto did not know how much he hated seeing any wounds marring that perfect body, or any sadness crumpling that beautiful smile into hurt.
Naruto grabbed the thermometer and pulled it out. "See I'm normal..."
A loud smack and a slight sting across his ass interrupted him. Yelping he glared up at Shikamaru who frowned at him. "HEY!"
"I told you not to talk. Now you'll have to wait another ten minutes to get an accurate temperature, troublesome blonde!"
"I don't believe these take ten minutes to register! When Sakura chan does it, it only takes two minutes dattebayo!" The Uzumaki huffed, glaring at him as he rubbed his ass. However, the swat did not hurt. In fact, it made his blood pump faster.
Shikamaru's brow creased further. He sat down on the edge of the examining table so his arm crossed over Naruto's body and rested on the other side. Dipping his head down he whispered into the Uzumaki's ear so it tickled. "Are you saying you believe her word over mine?"
Stunned, Naruto froze in place. He breathed more rapidly in and out. Still bent over him Shikamaru snatched the thermometer away from him with his other hand. The way he sat on Naruto's side made it hard for the blonde to contemplate getting up without knocking the Nara to the floor. "No, I didn't mean that Shika I just..."
Shikamaru got up, and snapped his rubber gloves. Naruto flinched at the sound and sat up, hands braced behind him. "Then what do you mean, Naruto?"
"Hey, you're not going to give me a shot or that nasty medicine, are you?" The Uzumaki yelped, backing up on the table.
"Roll over," Shikamaru said, grasping his shoulder.
"What for, dattebayo?" Naruto protested but Shikamaru's soft breath against his neck and hands reaching to rub and massage his shoulders made him pause. Then firmly Shikamaru spun him and pressing him down on his front on the table, rearranging his legs.
"Lie still..." Shikamaru scolded. The Uzumaki did, curious about what Shikamaru was about to do.
"Shika?"
"Shhh..."
Naruto then felt something cold slip over his bottom and he yelped. Rubber gloves tickled his inner thighs and he gritted his teeth. "Shika...are you kidding me?"
"Do you want me to be kidding you, Naruto?" Shikamaru asked his voice just behind Naruto’s. A warm body lay on top of his for a second before vanishing. Naruto tried to turn over but Shikamaru's hand pressed down into his back while fingers slicked cream over his thighs and ran along the seam of his buttocks. Softly a tongue licked his ear and nibbled on it. Under him, the table creaked a bit with the weight of someone else getting onto it.
Shikamaru sat straddling his knees so Naruto would have had to flip over and shove him off to get away. However, feeling Shikamaru's weight on him was something he liked. In addition, he didn't want to lose the warmth of the soft kisses on his ear or the back of his neck. Two fingers slick with crème tickled his entrance and then plunged inside.
"Gnnn. Shika..."
"Shh," Shikamaru whispered, nuzzling his neck as he nipped at it. "Be a good patient and lay still."
"It's hard to and your hands are cold," Naruto complained. Fingers scissored in response, turning his complaints into a loud groan. A third finger plunged inside, stretching his muscle.
"You seem perfectly healthy down here," whispered Shikamaru. The hand pressing Naruto down vanished but he felt something tickling his length, accessible because his legs were parted. His sensitive balls were caressed and massaged with those gloved fingers of the Nara's other hand.
"Ahhh... I'm going to make a mess if you don't watch it, dattebayo," Naruto groaned.
"That’s what the paper is for," Shikamaru answered, adding a fourth finger to his opening. Hissing Naruto pressed down on the table with his hands, tempted to flip over and pounce on Shikamaru. Yet an elbow on his back stopped this idea. His inner thighs felt Shikamaru's knees between them after the fingers slipped out of him leaving him empty.
"C'mon... that's not fair Shika," Naruto complained, biting his lip and letting it stick out. He heard the sounds of a button popping open and a zipper being pulled down. The small sigh of relief from behind him also told him that the Nara's predicament was soon matching his. Naruto's frustration was short lived however because he felt the blunt hard tip nestling in the crease of his ass.
Two hands hoisted Naruto's hips upwards. Automatically Naruto folded his arms under his head, parting his legs as much as he could while he took a deep breath. Then something deliciously hard and thick impaled him. Spread and speared Naruto let out a gurgling noise of relief. His legs were wrapped around a pair of hips. Then one hand hooked around his waist and the other curled around his erection.
"You're going to feel much better after this treatment, troublesome blonde," mumbled Shikamaru from behind.
"Shika... that feels much better already, ya know..." Naruto groaned, wriggling his hips the way Shikamaru liked it. "But can you do it so I can see you?"
The shadow nin clicked his tongue. "You're such a spoiled blonde as well as a troublesome one."
After some repositioning involving the Nara pulling out and sitting down in the nearby spinning chair opposite the desk, and Naruto's hands resting on his shoulders the blonde slid down onto him again. Before Shikamaru could say anything else, Naruto sealed his lips off in a soft sweet kiss.
Breaking it off for air Naruto smirked this time. "This way you don't have to move so much, lazyass."
"That's appreciated," Shikamaru murmured, losing himself in those dark blue eyes. Naruto seized Shikamaru's shoulders and started to pump himself up and down on the Nara's stiff rod. All the Nara had to do was lean back and moan as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Grabbing Naruto's cheek, he caressed it and pulled the blonde into an intense kiss.
Tongues rubbed against one another in the shared space of their open mouths. Both their moans were muffled in it sufficiently. Up and down Naruto's back Shikamaru's hands massaged, urging the blonde to speed up his tempo. It did not take long for drops of moisture to spurt on his lab coat.
"I can't hold it Shika..." Naruto whispered after breaking their kiss.
"Then don't. Cum Naruto... it's ok," Shikamaru whispered, squeezing his ass. Shuddering Naruto bit his lip and let himself explode all over Shikamaru's clean smock. At the same time, Shikamaru slammed up into Naruto so he was buried as far as he could go inside. He let out a grunted gasp before he too released his hot essence within his blonde. Squeezing down on him Naruto shuddered for a whole minute along with his Nara.
Lazily Shikamaru relaxed in the chair, limp but still filling the blonde enough to give Naruto the satisfaction of being filled. Rubbing his whiskered cheeks to the Nara the jinchuriki hummed in delight. He peppered the Nara's face with soft kisses all but where Shikamaru most wanted his mouth.
"Feeling better troublesome blonde?" Shikamaru asked, yawning a bit.
Naruto's lower lip stuck out. "You're not going to go to sleep on me are you, lazyass?"
"Just make sure the chair's turned the right way so I can look at the clouds outside, will you?" Shikamaru murmured, half closing his eyes. He wrapped his arms around Naruto tightly so the blonde would have difficulty getting off the chair.
"You're part slug, I swear," Naruto teased him, but he did not feel like moving either because he liked the feel of Shikamaru inside of him and under him.
"I'm not going to sleep on you, you're going to sleep on me," Shikamaru corrected. "Medic nin's orders."
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