Oneshots

Shikamaru's Kiss

I managed to drag Shikamaru into a room, where I imminently pushed him up against a wall and let a hand brush over his chest. A crimson blush rose to his cheeks. I smirked before leaning in, and slowly pressing my lips against him. It took him a second, but eventually he leaned into it, joining the dance of passion I had started. His hands wrapped around my waist, and mine his next as he pushed off the wall. I tenderly bit his lower lip, and in return, he lightly moaned into the kiss. Since his mouth was open, I took it upon myself to slip my tongue in, evoking another, louder moan. For a while it was just that, one, very, passionate kiss. But I knew we both wanted something more, so I took the first step. Still locked in the kiss I pushed him onto the bed, causing myself to topple over onto him as well. After gathering himself. He turned us around so that he was on top. Breaking the kiss, I finally saw the spark that ignited in his usually bored eyes. The passion. The want. The hunger. He slowly pressed a few kisses going down my neck, biting a bit harder each time. When he got to my shirt though, he looked up. I knew what he was asking, and I smiled in return. Tentatively he took off my shirt, and I his before he slid down my pants, and I did the same. After that was over we both dove into the kiss again, and this time we did more than just kiss. Much more... We collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily, trying to collect our thoughts. Finally in the silence Shikamaru said in a husky voice, "What a drag." Eliciting a laugh from me and a playful smack on his arm before he joined in on the laughter. I turned over, and met his eyes. After looking at each other for a good few minutes, we both decided to lean into another kiss, that might perhaps lead to something more...