Naruto Birthday Fic: A Troublesome Present Part1-ShikaxNaru; ChojixIno rated M+
Title: A Troublesome Birthday Present
Author: StarbearerTM
Fandom: Naruto Shippuden
Pairings: ShikamaruxNaruto, ChojixIno
Rating: M+ for male/male and male/female lemon
Genre: PWP celebration
Word count: approx 2776
A/N: Written in belated honor to Naruto’s birthday.
Summary: Just what if the sand siblings and Team 10 got together to give Naruto a gift for his 18th birthday?
Disclaimer: Masashi Kishimoto created Naruto Shippuden, not me. He owns the rights to this as do Shonen Jump and VIZ. This is written in honor of Naruto’s birthday based on an idea given to me by fuji masaki.
In Sunagakure the sun slid down behind the dunes with relative ease, casting a golden glow across the whole hidden village in the Land of Wind. Small lights twinkled on in the spherical shaped buildings so common there. Inside the guest quarters wing of the Kazekage’s mansion, Gaara tied a blindfold around Naruto’s eyes and two other people spun him around.
“What are you doing, Dattebayo?” Naruto complained.
“Oh stop whining, runt,” Temari warned, giving his backside a swat that made Naruto yelp, sending him crashing towards Sakura who shoved him back towards Kankuro.
“We’ve made a very SPECIAL surprise for you,” the puppeteer ninja chuckled, his face paint twisting into a mischievous grin.
“A VERY special one. And if you refuse it, we’ll be upset,” Sakura added.
“VERY upset,” Temari whispered in Naruto’s ear as he landed against her.
“Ulp, I’d better hurry up and get to it, shouldn’t I?” Naruto chuckled nervously once Temari spun him around again and shoved him towards Ino and Choji.
“Why not give him his present now,” Ino smirked as she winked at Choji. Grabbing his hand, she pulled Naruto behind her while Choji pushed him on.
“We’d better hurry before it goes bad,” the Akimichi whispered, chuckling nervously. He ran a hand through his own reddish brown hair.
“What was that?” Naruto asked, stumbling behind the two teammates of Shikamaru from team Asuma. So far, he had seen no sign of the lazy assed genius, and it hurt his feelings. He stumbled through discarded present wrappings as Kankuro and Sakura opened the door for them to nudge him through. Gaara remained behind, arms folded over his chest.
“It was very generous of you to arrange this, Temari,” murmured Gaara.
“Well, it’s about time they got a break,” she said with a bittersweet laugh, and followed the protesting blonde with his entourage.
**
“Right this way, just a few more steps,” Ino urged, spinning Naruto around again. “Open the door for him Choji…”
“I’m on it, Ino,” Choji chuckled, grinning from ear to ear as if it was a great secret.
“I hope you have a camera for this, sis,” the puppetee ninja whispered to Temari who moved to one side of the door.
“What camera, dattebayo? Someone tell me what’s going on!” Naruto grumbled, feeling dizzy.
“Oh just get in there already,” Temari sighed, giving Naruto a shove once Ino moved away.
Naruto stumbled over a doorframe and felt Temari spin him around. He heard Sakura giggling as she pulled the blindfold off him and he took in the gloriously sexy sight of what was in front of him. The guestroom that he occupied while visiting the Kazekage and sand siblings who hosted this surprise birthday party, but just was on the bed stunned him.
Creamy skin tinged with a blush, the lazy ass himself sat sprawled on the center of Naruto’s bed, wearing nothing but black boxers and a gag in his mouth. “What the hell?” Naruto stammered, almost having a nosebleed.
“Happy birthday!” Ino and Choji chorused form outside.
“WHAT?” Naruto yelped, hands to his head.
“Troublesome blonde,” mumbled Shikamaru, laying there on the bed once Naruto pulled the gag out of his mouth. He blushed a bit, pale skin turning a faint shade of pink.
“What the heck’s going on here?” Naruto yelped as he tugged at his hair and looked at Temari rolling her eyes.
“Please, I know you two have a thing for each other. And having been with both of you, do I have to smash you two together?” she huffed.
“Or do I have to use my master craft to…” began Kankuro, only to have Sakura glare at him dangerously.
Naruto drooled seeing just what Shikamaru had resting in his lap. Around the Nara’s neck was tied a bright green bow, and a tag that said, “To Naruto.”
“Enjoy your present,” Temari said as she glared at Kankuro and Sakura. Shooing them out she slammed the door behind her.
“Troublesome,” Shikamaru mumbled, making no move to escape, though it would be hard but not impossible for a shinobi to undo the green silk ropes binding his arms. Biting his lip Naruto found his mouth watering at the steaming bowl of ramen nestled in Shikamaru’s lap atop his boxers.
“For me?” Naruto stammered, scooting up on the bed as he looked at the ramen.
“Are you going to eat it or will I have to suffer having this hot bowl here in a troublesome place?” Shikamaru complained.
“You’re really bitchy today, dattebayo,” the blonde commented, trying to stop the nosebleed as he reached for the bowl, and a pair of chopsticks.
“Excuse me, but I’m not the one who got jumped by the Kazekage, Sakura, and Temari with Kankuro and got tied up here,” Shikamaru snorted, disappointed but not surprised at Naruto drooling over the ramen. What surprised him next was that Naruto didn’t’ tear into it immediately. Instead, the blonde shifted and then sat in Shikamaru’s lap.
“Perfect,” the blonde murmured, attacking the ramen with his chopsticks while Shikamaru blushed deeply.
“You comfortable you troublesome blonde?” Shikamaru managed to get out, but his brain had short-circuited.
Shifting a bit, Naruto continued to slurp up the noodles and lean heavily into the growing bulge on Shikamaru’s lap under his bottom. “Mmm hmm…”
Having Naruto so close wrapping his mouth and tongue around those noodles was almost more than the genius could stand. Shifting his lap a bit, Shikamaru tilted the blonde so some of the broth spilled on his chest and Naruto yelped. “HEY!”
“Now look at what you made me do,” Shikamaru complained, glaring at him. Naruto bent down and started to lick the ramen off Shikamaru hungrily.
“Mmm tastes even BETTER on you,” Naruto chuckled, amused at Shikamaru’s uncomfortable and flushed face.
About to complain again, Shikamaru found his mouth stuffed with ramen. It tasted quite good, but he really wanted to taste it on the blonde’s lips. Naruto bent down and obliged, nibbling the ramen between them with a satisfied grunt. Taking the opportunity, Shikamaru slipped his tongue into Naruto’s mouth and stole a kiss.
“Mmmmmmm!” Naruto groaned through the shared mouthful of ramen. Shikamaru’s tongue deftly dodged in and out, tasting him and the treat simultaneously. Once Naruto surfaced for air, he saw Shikamaru licking his lips.
“Delicious,” Shikamaru murmured.
“Uh huh,” Naruto answered with a dazed look on his face. He lifted up another mouthful deftly to the Nara’s mouth before bending down for another kiss. Together they shared the rest of the bowl this way. When Naruto finished he gave a sigh of pleasure and set the chopsticks on top of the bowl.
“Ready for your treat, you troublesome blonde?” Shikamaru asked. Naruto shifted in his lap so he could bend down for a proper kiss this time. Groaning the blonde dipped his hand down and rubbed his own bulge against Shikamaru’s.
In turn, the Nara groaned, tugging at the ropes. How he wanted to get his hands on that troublesome blonde and show him a birthday present he would never forget. Naruto kissed the corner of Shikamaru’s mouth and slowly reached up to untie the ropes restraining the Nara. “Wait… don’t you want to enjoy your present first?” he mumbled.
“Oh yeah, heheheeh,” Naruto giggled, sticking out his tongue as he sat up. He reached up and unzipped his orange and black jacket, setting it aside. Then he pulled off his shirt and tossed it onto the pile too. Shikamaru saw him teasingly unzip and shimmy out of the orange pants that Ino wanted to burn.
**
Inside the next room, Ino found herself drooling at the sight of the two boys staring to properly enjoy themselves on a small video screen.
“You tied that knot pretty tight,” she whispered to Temari who was also watching.
“Of course,” mumbled Temari as she stifled a nosebleed.
“Guys, aren’t you supposed to leave them alone?” asked a voice that made them turn. Choji glanced down at them shaking his head.
“Excuse me, I have to polish my fan,” Temari said as she got up and strode off out the door.
“Shh, be quiet Choji!” Ino hissed, leaping up to put a hand over his mouth. She dragged him down to crouch next to her. When his lips twitched under her hand, she almost squeaked in surprise at how hot it felt. However, she controlled her urge. Reluctantly she drew her hand away so Choji could whisper back to her.
“Ino, aren’t we supposed to give them their privacy?” whispered Choji.
“Are you kidding, this is hot,” she whispered. “Besides this was Sakura’s idea…”
“Sakura’s?” Choji whispered. In the next room, he could hear the sounds of what they were watching on the screen.
Ino smirked at him and giggled behind her hand. “You and I both wanted to see this firsthand.”
“But it’s peeping you know,” Choji mumbled.
Ino pushed him to sit down, and dipped her face right into his so her fall of hair tickled his nose. “Your point is what?” she hissed. Leaning right over the reclining Akimichi, her chest brushed against his.
Choji gave a nervous smile liking the position she was in, but not wanting to be clobbered by his teammate. “Point taken…” he whispered.
Once she realized she was stretched out on top of the powerful shinobi, Ino blushed. “Sorry…”
“Don’t be,” Choji whispered, hoping he would not be smacked. Ino’s hand pressed to his chest, trembling at the same time her other planted by his shoulder. Both his hands remained at his hips, propping himself up.
A loud groan and giggle from inside gathered their attention, and Ino lost her balance, leaning on the Akimichi who blushed deeply. Too interested in what she peeped on to notice, she wriggled to get a better look. At the same time, Choji groaned at the way her hip poked him in a sensitive spot. Through the hole in the wall, he spotted Naruto reaching down to rub the bulge in Shikamaru’s boxers. Ino again shifted, until Choji sat up so she was sitting in his lap.
“What are you…” she got out.
“Just watch Ino,” Choji whispered to her, sitting up fully so she could sit in his crossed legs comfortably. “And keep quiet. You don’t want them to hear do you?”
“No… I don’t,” Ino whispered, shivering at the way he spoke in her ear.
Watching Shikamaru nip at Naruto’s neck she found her hand wandering down to rub her chest. Choji kept his eyes on the scene in the bedroom, but moved his hand over her chest lightly. Ino let out a moan and pressed her legs together. Choji watched her moving her hand down to rub between her legs. His lips kissed her neck as the Akimichi ran a hand over her breasts lightly. She drew in her breath, continuing to watch while Choji’s hands lightly pinched and twisted her nipples through her purple top. Reaching up she undid it so he could slip his hand inside and properly feel them.
Grasping Naruto’s hips, Shikamaru lowered him up and down. Naruto let out another cry as he felt himself thrust up into. He grabbed onto Shikamaru’s shoulders to steady himself. Shredded green ropes lay in tatters. Tanned skin dripped with sweat onto the pale flesh of the Nara intently staring up at his blonde.
“How’s that feel, troublesome blonde?” he whispered, wrinkling his brow in effort.
“Right THERE Shika,” Naruto called out, arching his back. Flipping him over so the blonde was under him, Shikamaru pounded mercilessly into the Uzumaki.
Naruto’s vision blurred at the same time the muscles in his groin tightened. He grabbed onto the headboard and let out a loud cry as he clenched down on the Nara’s sizeable shaft. At the same time, Shikamaru thrust his deepest and held the blonde tightly to his own hips.
“Mmm, Shikamaru, do that again,” Naruto yelped over the cracking video screen. Back in the room next door, Ino felt incredibly hot. Choji had picked her up and set her on the bed next to him so they would be more comfortable.
“More,” Ino moaned, arching her neck. “Don’t stop…”
“I won’t,” Choji murmured, realizing she was giving her consent to pulling her shirt aside. Worshipping her breasts with his hands, he continued to lick that patch by her ear.
Ino squirmed in his lap, slipping one hand under her skirt into her underwear. Choji’s obvious reaction to this swelled under her. Her other hand reached down and kneaded him in time with his squeezing and kneading her breasts.
“Uhhh…” she whimpered, grabbing his hand and guiding it between her legs. Choji panted against her neck, slipping two fingers down into her wetness as she wriggled her underwear down.
“This is ok?” he whispered. Ino nodded, eyes fixated on Naruto and Shikamaru inside.
“Help me open your pants a bit,” she whispered. Swallowing hard Choji nodded, and only stopped long enough for her to unzip his fly and work him out.
His soft pants against her hand rubbing him were enough to make Ino want to come immediately. Choji’s fingers worked magic in her womanhood while his other hand still massaged her breasts alternately. Wrapping her other arm around his neck she arched hers so he could lick along her pulse.
“Choji I need… more…” she whispered. “Can’t stand it…”
“I can’t either,” he admitted.
“Put it in me,” she whispered, more an order than a question.
Almost losing his nerve Choji opened his mouth, which seemed very dry. However, from the way she thumbed his tip with her hand barely wrapped around him he could not refuse her. He just hoped she would not regret being caught up in the moment as he was. Ino slowly levered herself up, pulling her panties down one leg, and lowering herself. Choji helped her maneuver herself onto him. Her sharp gasp was music to his ears as she tried to work her way down his length.
From the movement of his fingers she slowly took him in and Choji thought he would lose his mind forever. She was so hot and tight like last time so long ago, and it had been forever. He sighed in bliss, kissing her neck because he could barely stand the way she gripped him. “Better?” he whispered.
Ino managed a nod, and wriggled her hips. Choji then made sure she was mounted on him before he started to move. Both of them continued to watch Naruto slipping down onto Shikamaru’s long shaft while they pleased themselves.
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Author: StarbearerTM
Fandom: Naruto Shippuden
Pairings: ShikamaruxNaruto, ChojixIno
Rating: M+ for male/male and male/female lemon
Genre: PWP celebration
Word count: approx 2776
A/N: Written in belated honor to Naruto’s birthday.
Summary: Just what if the sand siblings and Team 10 got together to give Naruto a gift for his 18th birthday?
Disclaimer: Masashi Kishimoto created Naruto Shippuden, not me. He owns the rights to this as do Shonen Jump and VIZ. This is written in honor of Naruto’s birthday based on an idea given to me by fuji masaki.
In Sunagakure the sun slid down behind the dunes with relative ease, casting a golden glow across the whole hidden village in the Land of Wind. Small lights twinkled on in the spherical shaped buildings so common there. Inside the guest quarters wing of the Kazekage’s mansion, Gaara tied a blindfold around Naruto’s eyes and two other people spun him around.
“What are you doing, Dattebayo?” Naruto complained.
“Oh stop whining, runt,” Temari warned, giving his backside a swat that made Naruto yelp, sending him crashing towards Sakura who shoved him back towards Kankuro.
“We’ve made a very SPECIAL surprise for you,” the puppeteer ninja chuckled, his face paint twisting into a mischievous grin.
“A VERY special one. And if you refuse it, we’ll be upset,” Sakura added.
“VERY upset,” Temari whispered in Naruto’s ear as he landed against her.
“Ulp, I’d better hurry up and get to it, shouldn’t I?” Naruto chuckled nervously once Temari spun him around again and shoved him towards Ino and Choji.
“Why not give him his present now,” Ino smirked as she winked at Choji. Grabbing his hand, she pulled Naruto behind her while Choji pushed him on.
“We’d better hurry before it goes bad,” the Akimichi whispered, chuckling nervously. He ran a hand through his own reddish brown hair.
“What was that?” Naruto asked, stumbling behind the two teammates of Shikamaru from team Asuma. So far, he had seen no sign of the lazy assed genius, and it hurt his feelings. He stumbled through discarded present wrappings as Kankuro and Sakura opened the door for them to nudge him through. Gaara remained behind, arms folded over his chest.
“It was very generous of you to arrange this, Temari,” murmured Gaara.
“Well, it’s about time they got a break,” she said with a bittersweet laugh, and followed the protesting blonde with his entourage.
**
“Right this way, just a few more steps,” Ino urged, spinning Naruto around again. “Open the door for him Choji…”
“I’m on it, Ino,” Choji chuckled, grinning from ear to ear as if it was a great secret.
“I hope you have a camera for this, sis,” the puppetee ninja whispered to Temari who moved to one side of the door.
“What camera, dattebayo? Someone tell me what’s going on!” Naruto grumbled, feeling dizzy.
“Oh just get in there already,” Temari sighed, giving Naruto a shove once Ino moved away.
Naruto stumbled over a doorframe and felt Temari spin him around. He heard Sakura giggling as she pulled the blindfold off him and he took in the gloriously sexy sight of what was in front of him. The guestroom that he occupied while visiting the Kazekage and sand siblings who hosted this surprise birthday party, but just was on the bed stunned him.
Creamy skin tinged with a blush, the lazy ass himself sat sprawled on the center of Naruto’s bed, wearing nothing but black boxers and a gag in his mouth. “What the hell?” Naruto stammered, almost having a nosebleed.
“Happy birthday!” Ino and Choji chorused form outside.
“WHAT?” Naruto yelped, hands to his head.
“Troublesome blonde,” mumbled Shikamaru, laying there on the bed once Naruto pulled the gag out of his mouth. He blushed a bit, pale skin turning a faint shade of pink.
“What the heck’s going on here?” Naruto yelped as he tugged at his hair and looked at Temari rolling her eyes.
“Please, I know you two have a thing for each other. And having been with both of you, do I have to smash you two together?” she huffed.
“Or do I have to use my master craft to…” began Kankuro, only to have Sakura glare at him dangerously.
Naruto drooled seeing just what Shikamaru had resting in his lap. Around the Nara’s neck was tied a bright green bow, and a tag that said, “To Naruto.”
“Enjoy your present,” Temari said as she glared at Kankuro and Sakura. Shooing them out she slammed the door behind her.
“Troublesome,” Shikamaru mumbled, making no move to escape, though it would be hard but not impossible for a shinobi to undo the green silk ropes binding his arms. Biting his lip Naruto found his mouth watering at the steaming bowl of ramen nestled in Shikamaru’s lap atop his boxers.
“For me?” Naruto stammered, scooting up on the bed as he looked at the ramen.
“Are you going to eat it or will I have to suffer having this hot bowl here in a troublesome place?” Shikamaru complained.
“You’re really bitchy today, dattebayo,” the blonde commented, trying to stop the nosebleed as he reached for the bowl, and a pair of chopsticks.
“Excuse me, but I’m not the one who got jumped by the Kazekage, Sakura, and Temari with Kankuro and got tied up here,” Shikamaru snorted, disappointed but not surprised at Naruto drooling over the ramen. What surprised him next was that Naruto didn’t’ tear into it immediately. Instead, the blonde shifted and then sat in Shikamaru’s lap.
“Perfect,” the blonde murmured, attacking the ramen with his chopsticks while Shikamaru blushed deeply.
“You comfortable you troublesome blonde?” Shikamaru managed to get out, but his brain had short-circuited.
Shifting a bit, Naruto continued to slurp up the noodles and lean heavily into the growing bulge on Shikamaru’s lap under his bottom. “Mmm hmm…”
Having Naruto so close wrapping his mouth and tongue around those noodles was almost more than the genius could stand. Shifting his lap a bit, Shikamaru tilted the blonde so some of the broth spilled on his chest and Naruto yelped. “HEY!”
“Now look at what you made me do,” Shikamaru complained, glaring at him. Naruto bent down and started to lick the ramen off Shikamaru hungrily.
“Mmm tastes even BETTER on you,” Naruto chuckled, amused at Shikamaru’s uncomfortable and flushed face.
About to complain again, Shikamaru found his mouth stuffed with ramen. It tasted quite good, but he really wanted to taste it on the blonde’s lips. Naruto bent down and obliged, nibbling the ramen between them with a satisfied grunt. Taking the opportunity, Shikamaru slipped his tongue into Naruto’s mouth and stole a kiss.
“Mmmmmmm!” Naruto groaned through the shared mouthful of ramen. Shikamaru’s tongue deftly dodged in and out, tasting him and the treat simultaneously. Once Naruto surfaced for air, he saw Shikamaru licking his lips.
“Delicious,” Shikamaru murmured.
“Uh huh,” Naruto answered with a dazed look on his face. He lifted up another mouthful deftly to the Nara’s mouth before bending down for another kiss. Together they shared the rest of the bowl this way. When Naruto finished he gave a sigh of pleasure and set the chopsticks on top of the bowl.
“Ready for your treat, you troublesome blonde?” Shikamaru asked. Naruto shifted in his lap so he could bend down for a proper kiss this time. Groaning the blonde dipped his hand down and rubbed his own bulge against Shikamaru’s.
In turn, the Nara groaned, tugging at the ropes. How he wanted to get his hands on that troublesome blonde and show him a birthday present he would never forget. Naruto kissed the corner of Shikamaru’s mouth and slowly reached up to untie the ropes restraining the Nara. “Wait… don’t you want to enjoy your present first?” he mumbled.
“Oh yeah, heheheeh,” Naruto giggled, sticking out his tongue as he sat up. He reached up and unzipped his orange and black jacket, setting it aside. Then he pulled off his shirt and tossed it onto the pile too. Shikamaru saw him teasingly unzip and shimmy out of the orange pants that Ino wanted to burn.
**
Inside the next room, Ino found herself drooling at the sight of the two boys staring to properly enjoy themselves on a small video screen.
“You tied that knot pretty tight,” she whispered to Temari who was also watching.
“Of course,” mumbled Temari as she stifled a nosebleed.
“Guys, aren’t you supposed to leave them alone?” asked a voice that made them turn. Choji glanced down at them shaking his head.
“Excuse me, I have to polish my fan,” Temari said as she got up and strode off out the door.
“Shh, be quiet Choji!” Ino hissed, leaping up to put a hand over his mouth. She dragged him down to crouch next to her. When his lips twitched under her hand, she almost squeaked in surprise at how hot it felt. However, she controlled her urge. Reluctantly she drew her hand away so Choji could whisper back to her.
“Ino, aren’t we supposed to give them their privacy?” whispered Choji.
“Are you kidding, this is hot,” she whispered. “Besides this was Sakura’s idea…”
“Sakura’s?” Choji whispered. In the next room, he could hear the sounds of what they were watching on the screen.
Ino smirked at him and giggled behind her hand. “You and I both wanted to see this firsthand.”
“But it’s peeping you know,” Choji mumbled.
Ino pushed him to sit down, and dipped her face right into his so her fall of hair tickled his nose. “Your point is what?” she hissed. Leaning right over the reclining Akimichi, her chest brushed against his.
Choji gave a nervous smile liking the position she was in, but not wanting to be clobbered by his teammate. “Point taken…” he whispered.
Once she realized she was stretched out on top of the powerful shinobi, Ino blushed. “Sorry…”
“Don’t be,” Choji whispered, hoping he would not be smacked. Ino’s hand pressed to his chest, trembling at the same time her other planted by his shoulder. Both his hands remained at his hips, propping himself up.
A loud groan and giggle from inside gathered their attention, and Ino lost her balance, leaning on the Akimichi who blushed deeply. Too interested in what she peeped on to notice, she wriggled to get a better look. At the same time, Choji groaned at the way her hip poked him in a sensitive spot. Through the hole in the wall, he spotted Naruto reaching down to rub the bulge in Shikamaru’s boxers. Ino again shifted, until Choji sat up so she was sitting in his lap.
“What are you…” she got out.
“Just watch Ino,” Choji whispered to her, sitting up fully so she could sit in his crossed legs comfortably. “And keep quiet. You don’t want them to hear do you?”
“No… I don’t,” Ino whispered, shivering at the way he spoke in her ear.
Watching Shikamaru nip at Naruto’s neck she found her hand wandering down to rub her chest. Choji kept his eyes on the scene in the bedroom, but moved his hand over her chest lightly. Ino let out a moan and pressed her legs together. Choji watched her moving her hand down to rub between her legs. His lips kissed her neck as the Akimichi ran a hand over her breasts lightly. She drew in her breath, continuing to watch while Choji’s hands lightly pinched and twisted her nipples through her purple top. Reaching up she undid it so he could slip his hand inside and properly feel them.
Grasping Naruto’s hips, Shikamaru lowered him up and down. Naruto let out another cry as he felt himself thrust up into. He grabbed onto Shikamaru’s shoulders to steady himself. Shredded green ropes lay in tatters. Tanned skin dripped with sweat onto the pale flesh of the Nara intently staring up at his blonde.
“How’s that feel, troublesome blonde?” he whispered, wrinkling his brow in effort.
“Right THERE Shika,” Naruto called out, arching his back. Flipping him over so the blonde was under him, Shikamaru pounded mercilessly into the Uzumaki.
Naruto’s vision blurred at the same time the muscles in his groin tightened. He grabbed onto the headboard and let out a loud cry as he clenched down on the Nara’s sizeable shaft. At the same time, Shikamaru thrust his deepest and held the blonde tightly to his own hips.
“Mmm, Shikamaru, do that again,” Naruto yelped over the cracking video screen. Back in the room next door, Ino felt incredibly hot. Choji had picked her up and set her on the bed next to him so they would be more comfortable.
“More,” Ino moaned, arching her neck. “Don’t stop…”
“I won’t,” Choji murmured, realizing she was giving her consent to pulling her shirt aside. Worshipping her breasts with his hands, he continued to lick that patch by her ear.
Ino squirmed in his lap, slipping one hand under her skirt into her underwear. Choji’s obvious reaction to this swelled under her. Her other hand reached down and kneaded him in time with his squeezing and kneading her breasts.
“Uhhh…” she whimpered, grabbing his hand and guiding it between her legs. Choji panted against her neck, slipping two fingers down into her wetness as she wriggled her underwear down.
“This is ok?” he whispered. Ino nodded, eyes fixated on Naruto and Shikamaru inside.
“Help me open your pants a bit,” she whispered. Swallowing hard Choji nodded, and only stopped long enough for her to unzip his fly and work him out.
His soft pants against her hand rubbing him were enough to make Ino want to come immediately. Choji’s fingers worked magic in her womanhood while his other hand still massaged her breasts alternately. Wrapping her other arm around his neck she arched hers so he could lick along her pulse.
“Choji I need… more…” she whispered. “Can’t stand it…”
“I can’t either,” he admitted.
“Put it in me,” she whispered, more an order than a question.
Almost losing his nerve Choji opened his mouth, which seemed very dry. However, from the way she thumbed his tip with her hand barely wrapped around him he could not refuse her. He just hoped she would not regret being caught up in the moment as he was. Ino slowly levered herself up, pulling her panties down one leg, and lowering herself. Choji helped her maneuver herself onto him. Her sharp gasp was music to his ears as she tried to work her way down his length.
From the movement of his fingers she slowly took him in and Choji thought he would lose his mind forever. She was so hot and tight like last time so long ago, and it had been forever. He sighed in bliss, kissing her neck because he could barely stand the way she gripped him. “Better?” he whispered.
Ino managed a nod, and wriggled her hips. Choji then made sure she was mounted on him before he started to move. Both of them continued to watch Naruto slipping down onto Shikamaru’s long shaft while they pleased themselves.
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