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You huff as you snap the book in your hands close, your eyes sore from staring at the page. You've been trying to read this book for hours and had yet to even finish the first paragraph. As you glance around your home trying to find something to occupy your mind you notice Shikamaru hunched over his desk writing furiously. Another huff escapes as you watch your handsome boyfriend work dutifully. This week was supposed to be a vacation for your small family. You and Temari had spent nearly a month planning what was supposed to be a relaxing vacation for the three of you.
And yet here you are, curled up on the couch by yourself. Temari had been recalled to patrol duty only three days before her vacation was supposed to begin. You had known dragging Shikamaru away from his work would be hard enough, but since your plans had been canceled he was working from home this week. Which simply meant that he sat in the small office set up on your home rather than at his own office.
All your plans of a romantic getaway had circled the drain. And now you were about to go crazy sitting here doing nothing. Just as you were about to go explore the house looking for something to occupy your mind you see Shikamaru stretch his arms above his head before draping behind his head to massage the muscles at the base of his neck.
The smile that snuck onto your face was nothing shy of vicious. You glance at the clock on the wall. 04:15 PM. Good. Temari should be home at about 5. You have to stop yourself from giggling as your plan forms. You don't think you will be bored much longer. You should have known by now that your plans rarely go as you want them.
You make a show of huffing as your rise from the couch and stalk towards Shikamaru in his chair. You make sure the oversized t-shirt of his that your wearing is working to your advantage, pulling the neckline to the side so it’s falling delicately off your shoulder. You gently drape your arms over his shoulders placing a kiss on the back of his neck.
"Come on Shika, you need a break. You've been working all day." You don't hide the whine in your voice as you try to tear his attention from his work. Your hands trace lightly up his arms to his shoulders where you begin to massage his tight muscles. The low groan he makes as you work the muscles sends a pulse of heat down your spine.
"I know (y/n), I know. But I still have a few things left I have to do." He lays his head back against your chest and looks up into your eyes. You can't resist leaning down to place a soft kiss on his lips, but just as you try to deepen the kiss he pulls away, returning his attention to the work in front of him.
Your pout is instantaneous, as you redouble your efforts to distract him from his work. Your hands move higher on his neck deftly massaging the tight muscles before sliding your fingers into his hair and losing his soft locks from his characteristic ponytail. Using your nails you scratch softly against his scalp. He hums quietly as you lean down to whisper against the shell of his ear.
"Shikamaru," your voice becoming low and sensual as you try to get a reaction out of the Nara, "even you need a break sometimes darling."
He turns enough to capture your mouth with his own, tongue darting against your lips as you eagerly open for him. You lose yourself in his mouth, focusing only on the way his tongue fought for dominance against your own.
You can't contain your smirk as the kiss ends with you both gasping for air. His eyes dark and lustblown as they meet your own before grazing across your swollen lips. Your smirk quickly fades at his words, however.
"I promise (y/n). I'm nearly done. And as soon as I am, we can go finish what you just started." He chuckles at your pout as he turns back to his work.
Fine. He wants to play hardball. I can play hardball too.
You move around his chair to perch on the edge of his desk making sure to lean up, on your tiptoes and cause your shirt to rise as you move his papers out of the way. You can feel his intense gaze travel across your ass as you tease him. Once you've started your show you feel the heat rise in your cheeks just thinking about what you're planning to do.
You slowly turn and push yourself up so you’re sitting on his desk your feet dangling freely over the side. He quirks an eyebrow up at you but otherwise remains focused on the papers in front of him.
"Well since you're so busy I guess I'm just going to have to entertain myself." You tease as you trail your fingers lightly up the inside of your thigh. You keep a slow torturous pace and it takes all of your concentration to not watch his reaction as you reach the apex of your thighs. You part your legs giving him an excellent view of your fingers running lightly over your black lace underwear.
You had bought this particular set to wear on your vacation, a surprise for him and Temari both. But you were extremely happy you had decided to wear them today anyway. You make sure not to hold in any noise as your fingers expertly find your clit through the delicate fabric. Your free hand slides under your shirt pulling it up to fully expose the smooth skin of your stomach as you tweak your nipple.
You dip the fingers that have been teasing your clit lower until they are sliding over your now soaked core. You tease your lips through the fabric for a moment before moving the fabric aside to slide a finger through your wetness. Your low moan has Shikamaru grasping his hard length through his pants. You add a second finger to the first teasing your entrance slowly before pulling those soaked fingers away. Shikamaru's eyes are pools of ebony when you meet them, maintaining eye contact with him as you run your tongue over those fingers. You make a show of licking your juices off.
"Fuck," he growls as he finally frees his cock from the confines of his pants. He strokes himself slowly as he watches your expert tongue find and clean every drop of your juices off of your fingers.
You feel a sense of pride when you watch his cave. You had sucked both fingers into your mouth hallowing your checks on them before slowly freeing them from your lips with a pop.
"Fine," he breaths his breath shakey from watching your erotic show, he pats his lap and gives you a playful grin, "come on baby girl."
You hop off the table your pride showing in your grin as you strip off those delicate lace underwear and climb into his lap. He guides his hard cock to your entrance making sure to tease you. He rubs the head of his cock against your lips as he coats himself in your juices.
Your moans mingle together as he slowly pushes himself inside you. His hands on your hips controlling your pace as he fills you. He takes his time, making you savor every inch his large cock pushes into you until finally he is fully sheathed inside you. He presses open-mouth kisses into your neck as you arch your back at the full sensation. Your breasts flatten against his chest as he pulls you against him.
Your forehead falls against his shoulder at the feel of him inside you. You've been in a relationship with him and Temari for nearly a year now, but every time he enters you it feels like it’s the first time all over again. You have to give yourself a moment to adjust to his impressive size. His hand drawing lazy circles on your lower back. You hear him murmur into your ear, but you're too absorbed with the delicious stretch to comprehend his words.
Once you've adjusted to his size you begin to circle your hips needing the friction, needing him to move. You're rewarded for your efforts with a sharp slap against your ass. Your needy whimper fills the room as your mind is snapped back to reality, and his deep voice in your ear once again.
"I don't like repeating myself, baby girl. You know that." He cups your face gently turning you to look at him. Your confusion must have been evident, as he sighs. "I told you, I have work to finish." He tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear as he talks, "so you are going to sit here and behave like a good girl until I'm done. Do you understand?"
"Yes," you squeak out as the realization hits you. You had thought you were winning this little game, but as always, he beat you. That's what he does. He wins. You should have known you weren't going to outsmart him or outplay him.
"Yes, what?" His voice is dark and sensual as he whispers against your lips.
"Yes, sir." you breathe barely loud enough to be an answer, but his smirk tells you he heard you loud and clear.
He presses a chaste kiss against your lips before returning his attention to the work in front of him. His free hand remains pressed against your back. Trailing paths of fire from his fingertips everywhere he touched. You tried to focus your thoughts on anything but his cock currently filling you.
But every shift, every twitch of muscle caused your walls to clamp down on him. It was too much and too little all at once. You were overfull, simultaneously overstimulated, and not stimulated enough.
You pressed kisses into his neck and shoulder. Made love bites everywhere you could reach without shifting him inside you. Whimpering against his heated skin as you begged him for more. For something.
He ignored your pleading merely murmured sweet nothings into your ear, "See, that's not so bad, is it. Such a good girl for me."
He continued writing seemingly unphased by the wet heat surrounding his cock. He would never admit it, but keeping himself from thrusting into you, from throwing you onto his desk and fucking you until you couldn't see straight was a constant battle.
His hand gripping more firmly onto your back was your only warning when he leaned forward to turn the page he had been writing on. Your vision exploded into stars and your head swam at the sudden movement. You felt your walls clamp tighter onto him as if your body itself was begging for him to finally fuck you. Your nails dug into his arms as you held yourself still. Mentally arguing with yourself over whether or not giving in and grinding onto him would be worth the punishment.
Just as you were about to give in to your traitorous body and accept whatever punishment would come from disobeying his orders you heard the lock to the door turn. Your eyes glanced to the clock.
5:08
Temari was home. Which meant now it would most certainly be two on one for your little outburst. The moan that escaped your lips as you watched her walk through the door was a mixture of excitement and fear. You knew being a brat was what had gotten you into this, but you couldn't help the tumble of words that escaped your lips upon seeing her.
"Welcome home honey. Care to help a girl out?" Your breath was ragged and turned into a long moan at the sharp thrust of his hips that Shikamaru rewarded you with for your comment.
Temari's eyebrows raised as she heard your moan and surveyed the scene she had walked into. It didn't take her long before she realized the situation and her grin became predatory.
Her belongings were soon forgotten as she stalked toward the office, completely ignoring your plea for help. She stopped beside the chair and placed a kiss on Shikamaru's forehead greeting him and asking about his day as she ignored you on his lap completely.
You couldn't help the whimpers that were wrenched from your throat as he shifted in his chair to press a kiss against Temari's lips. After breaking the kiss she finally decided to acknowledge you in your vulnerable position.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? A little brat that doesn't know how to behave?" Her hands laced softly into your hair before yanking your head back exposing your mouth for her to ravish with her tongue.
Watching your passionate kiss was apparently enough for Shikamaru to decide he was done with work for the day. He tossed his pen onto the desk and grasped your hips firmly enough to leave bruises as he thrust into you.
Once.
Twice.
Before stilling once more. You couldn't help moaning into your kiss with Temari at the delicious friction of finally feeling him move inside you. His fingers expertly found your clit and began teasing you by brushing against it with featherlight movements.
You found yourself lost in the sensations. The teasing of his thumb against your clit. Her tongue darting into your mouth. Two sets of hands exploring your body.
When Temari broke from your kiss your hand shot out to her, trying desperately to pull her back to you. But instead of returning to you she simply caught your wrist in her slender fingers before placing soft kisses on the inside of your wrist whispering against your skin.
"What did you do this time baby girl?" Her sensual voice sends a shiver down your spine causing you to grind down onto Shikamaru who in return bit his teeth into your shoulder growling lowly, before placing a firm slap against your ass.
"Answer her (y/n)."
Your entire body pulsed with pent-up frustration and your mind swirled. It took a concentrated effort to focus enough to form words so when you answered Temari your voice wavered, "I-I wanted Shika to stop working so I would have someone to t-talk to."
His entire body shook as he chuckled against the column of your throat, and you instinctively tried to grind your hips down onto his cock. His hands returned to your ass guiding you into a slow grind that had your nerves on fire as your eyes glazed over.
"I would hardly call masturbating on my desk right in front of me while I'm working 'talking'."
Temari's delicate eyebrow arched as she learned what exactly you had done to end up cockwarming Shikamaru while he worked. She released her grip on your hair in favor of wrapping her hand loosely around your throat. Even though she applied no pressure your pussy throbbed from the dominant action. Shikamaru's head dropped back against the chair as he moaned low in his throat at you clenching around his cock.
Temari noticed his reaction immediately and slowly increased the pressure her hand was applying against your throat, careful to press against the arteries in your neck so as not to affect your breathing. Your moan mingled with Shikamaru's as your reaction only increased with her added pressure.
Your moan shifted to a whine as she suddenly released you and smirked. "I'm going to go shower. I expect you both in the bed by the time I'm through." As she turned around leaving you to recover from her teasing she glanced back at you, "And (y/n) don't you dare come before I get in there. You're still in trouble here."
You nod furiously at her. "Y-yes. Yes ma'am." And you knew at that moment that you would rather cut off your own arm than disobey her order.
Shikamaru pulls your arms around his neck before he grips the back of your thighs firmly, keeping his cock fully sheathed inside you as he carries you to your shared bedroom. He lies you back on the bed carefully, kissing you deeply before pulling away.
His skillful hands skim down your body. Before sliding under your shirt and pulling the offending material off over your head. Your hands thread into his soft locks as his lips graze over your collarbone. He alternates between soft sensual kisses and bites that will leave bruises that will last well into the week. His hands trail down your ribs to tease across the underside of your breast before tweaking your nipple between skilled fingers.
He smirks against your skin at the noises his actions force from your lips. "I truly believe you just like to push my buttons (y/n)," he murmurs softly. His eyes twinkle as he captures your nipple between his teeth. He laves the captured nipple with his tongue before turning his attention to the other. His hips slowly piston into your waiting body as you arch off the bed to meet him.
He continues slowly tortuously moving his way down your body, pumping slowly into you the entire while before he suddenly pulls all the way out of your wet heat. The noise that comes from low in your throat is one of pure frustration.
"You always behave so well for Tem." He pulls his shirt off over his head and you immediately forget what he had been saying as you watch mesmerized by the fluid movement of his toned body. His pants soon follow until he is standing naked in front of you. Your breath catches in your throat as your eyes rake down his body. You exhale slowly as you take in the man standing between your thighs and you feel unexpected emotion well in your chest.
You've known for a while that you were in love with them. How could you not be? Temari herself was amazing. Beautiful, smart, strong. She truly didn't NEED anyone, and yet she always made you feel as if you were the only thing she needed. And Shikamaru. Well, obviously he was amazing, unfairly, gorgeous. But he also showered you with praise and affection; he made you feel like the smartest and most beautiful person in the room without even seeming like he was trying. Even if he hadn't said the words to you yet, he showed you that he loved you in hundreds of other ways.
Did you see a flicker of emotion reflected in his eyes? Or are you imagining it? Whatever it was it’s gone in an instant and his eyes return to dark pools of lust devouring your body laid out in front of him as if he is a starved man and you are to be his last meal.
With other partners, you may have tried to cover yourself against the intensity of his gaze, but for Shikmarau you preened. Your nails rake slowly over your abdomen trailing up to cup your breast as he growls under his breath.
Before you can react his cock is pressing slowly back into you, his length dragging deliciously against your walls. When Temari enters the room wrapped only in a towel she can't help but pause and admire the view. You are laid on your back with your legs wrapped around Shikamaru's waist his hands gripping your hips like a lifeline as he thrusts into your with long slow strokes; your back is arched as your hands tease and pinch your nipples.
You turn to her once you sense her presence in the room, and can't contain the goofy grin that stretches across your face upon seeing her. But your grin quickly turns to dark lust as she drops her towel and your arms reach out for her. Beckoning her to you.
You faintly recall that you are supposed to be receiving punishment right now. And yet you can't deny the feeling that you are being worshiped. A goddess being ravished by two deities in their own right.
Temari captures your lips with her own, tongues clashing as her own barely restrained lust floods her body.
"Fuck," Shikamaru's voice breaks the spell as his thrusts slowly increase in speed at watching the two of you. Temari's hands slide down your chest to massage your breasts before lightly trailing her nails across your skin causing electricity to course through your body. Your hands grasp her thighs as you pull her over you, placing her core within reach of your tongue.
You feel her shudder above you as your warm breath ghosts over her soaked core. One of your hands grasps her thigh leaving crescent imprints from your nails as the other moves to massage her clit as you lap your tongue over her lips.
For the second time that night, you are overwhelmed with sensations. Shikamaru's thrusts have increased in speed as his calloused fingers have found your clit and began flicking across it in time with his thrusts. His thick cock drags along your walls hitting your g-spot with near clinical precision. Temari's nails are dug into your skin wherever she can reach as you thrust your tongue into her core, increasing your pressure against her clit and keeping your own pace in time with Shikamaru's without thought.
You feel yourself racing towards your own orgasm. As you feel yourself approaching that precipice that has been so stubbornly out of reach all evening, you redouble your efforts on Temari's cunt. Flattening your tongue against her as you press harshly against her clit until she is grinding down onto your face moaning your name as her fingers tangle in your hair.
Shikamaru's thrust increase to a fever pitch as he chases his orgasm. He mirrors your action with Temari, pressing the pad of his thumb against your clit. You hear Temari's moans increasing in volume as Shikamaru's grunts mingle with your own muffled moans.
"Fuck (y/n)!" Temari moans as she falls over the edge of her own orgasm and your lapping becomes frantic as you clean her juices off her with single-minded determination.
You’re dragged back to your own pleasure as you hear Shikamaru curse. Temari removes herself from your face only to have your mouth covered by Shikamaru's as he dives his tongue into your mouth tasting Temari on your tongue. His order comes as a hushed groan against your lips.
"Cum for me (y/n). Cum on my cock." Your vision fades to white as you follow his command without hesitation. You feel your walls pulse on his cock as you feel yourself fall into bliss. You vaguely register his cock pulsing inside you as he finds his orgasm in time with yours.
You're unsure of how long you were out of it from such an intense orgasm, but you were brought back to your body by soft hands cleaning you off with a cool cloth. You crack your eyes open to Shikamaru gently cleaning you off. You offer him a tired smile when your eyes meet.
"Welcome back to the land of the living," he smirks as he tosses the towel into the hamper. You don't have the energy to come up with a smart reply, but weakly flip him the bird as he helps you under the covers of the bed. He kisses your shoulder as he slides in the bed behind you and Temari curls peacefully against your front.
You gently kiss the top of her head as you snuggle back against Shikamaru, you barely register yourself talking as you relax into their arms. "I love you. Both of you." If you could have stayed awake long enough to see them exchange a glace you would have heard the soft reply Temari gave you as she places a kiss against your cheek.
"We love you (y/n). More than you know."