Naruto/Boruto Oneshots

Shikamaru x Male!reader

Contains: smut (teasing, pretty tame and vanilla overall, mutual masturbation, veery minor begging, etc)

It was after another mission, and you were eating ramen with Choji and Shimakaru. Tonight, you had made them a bowl rather than going to the store to buy some. Happy that they had come to like it, you placed your chopsticks down after finishing and sighed. "Tonight's mission really wore me out." Choji commented, and you murmured in agreement. "Honestly, they made it sound a lot easier than it actually was."

Tonight your parents weren't home. Well, it was more for the whole week due to a mission. Turns out it was stretching out a lot more than expected. Though you were a bit worried for them, you didn't let it bother you too much. They were strong, after all.

With Choji leaving first, you were left deep in thought. Shikamaru watched you, watching your expression fall into a deeper, much more hesitant shape. "What are you thinking about?" He asked, causing you to snap out of your thoughts. "Me? Oh. It's nothing." You quickly spoke, a low laugh escaping your throat. From your parents, your thoughts had eventually shifted to Shikamaru without even noticing. Your heart was pounding at the thought of you two being alone in your apartment.

You scolded yourself for such thoughts. It happened too much lately.

"Hmm," he hummed slowly, as if doubting your words. "What, man? I'm serious! It's nothing serious!" You laughed, amused at his response. And with that, you silently grabbed all of the bowls and carried it to the kitchen to hide your deeply flushed face. You leaned over the sink, biting your inner lip as you began to scrub the bowl, heart pounding heavily against your rib cage. "Fuck." You murmured, unable to think straight. It wasn't everyday that you got this feeling. With all the butterflies fluttering about in your stomach, you were left feeling like you would throw up from how light you felt.

You wanted these feelings to go away.

Feeling almost guilty for these feelings, you allowed the sink to run as your cheeks continued to flush. So many things were running through your mind, and your mind began to grow fuzzy. It was about time you noticed the tent growing in your pants. That would surely be a problem.

With some great mental preparation, you turned the faucet and stopped the water. "I'm going to head to my room real quick." You called, rushing past him. "You can stay here, though. I just need to change." You smiled over your shoulder, and shut your door and tossed yourself onto your bed.

Without wasting much time, you reached down and grasped your own length, a soft hiss leaving your lips as you felt your cold fingers wrap around yourself. "God, you're so sick." You murmured to yourself guiltily, but began moving your fingers. It brought so much satisfaction, just letting it all out. Though you had forgotten to use the lotion because of how much you were rushing yourself, it wasn't much of a concern. You simply rubbed the pre down, spreading it to your base and allowing a much more smooth journey.

Soft whimpers left your lips as you curses, hands moving faster as you bit down on all those loud moans.

Perhaps you had gotten a bit carried away. You didn't notice the shadow of your friend cast over you until it was too late. All your progress died off as you snapped out of your bliss and looked at him, panting softly as you hadn't even gotten to let off the steam yet. Your mind was so fuzzy, you didn't feel the proper confusion you would've when you were caught.

Shikamaru scratched his own head and sighed. "You could've just told me if you were so pent up over me." He chuckled lightly. It was so.. out of character that you doubted your own hearing. Your hearing, however, turned out completely fine. He slowly moved forward and slid onto the bed, his expression still the usual, seemingly unamused expression. His hands moved, wrapping around yours and giving you a tight squeeze.