Bring Me to Life (Shikamaru x Reader)

Five

"Putting my stories to use? What do you mean by that?"

He turned onto his side, now facing her.

"Haven't you ever thought about doing the things you write about in real life?"

(Y/N) felt her stomach do a flip. She swallowed and cleared her throat.

"Of course I have."

The bed shifted. (Y/N) anxiously looked up at the dark haired male who was now sitting upright in front of her. His eyes studied hers. Her heart was going crazy.  She knew where this was heading. She wasn't an idiot.

"How would you feel about acting out every single story you've ever written with me?"

"E-Every single story?? Um, I... I don't know."

"Then maybe just your favorites?"

He reached out and took a strand of her (H/L) (H/C) hair between his forefinger and thumb. She let out a shaky breath, trying desperately to think straight.

"Is this the whole reason you approached me in the first place? To get in my pants?" she couldn't help but ask. Shikamaru pulled his hand back.

"I...didn't think about it that way. Essentially, yes. That is why I approached you. You've always been so interesting to me, and when I realized you were into writing smut I just wanted to do those things with you."

"Wow, I can't believe you would just admit to it like that."

"I'm going to be honest with you, whether what I have to say is what you want to hear or not."

(Y/N) mulled over his words. The whole reason he had even began talking to her was because he just wanted to have sex with her? She was angry, but at the same time she wasn't. It wasn't like she was opposed to the idea of having a no strings attached sexual relationship with someone. Hell, with her busy lifestyle it wasn't like she really had the time for an actual boyfriend. Okay, so maybe she did have the time, but she hadn't found anybody who she wanted to date yet. Maybe Shikamaru felt the same way?

"I... I need to think about it." she finally responded. The male nodded in response, his gaze no longer meeting hers.

"Fair enough."

He grabbed the binder and got to his feet.

"Mind if I go ahead and take this with me?"

"What? I thought you didn't want your roommates to get ahold of it. I don't want them finding it either."

"I'll be careful with it. I'll keep it in my room and return it when I'm finished."

"But isn't that the reason you needed to come here to read it?"

He gave her a dry look.

"I came here to give you that proposition, in all honesty. I could have just taken it with no problems. The guys don't snoop in my room."

(Y/N) gave him a dry look in return.

"I should have known. Fine. Take it. But guard it with your life!"

"Noted."

And with that, Shikamaru Nara walked out of her room and out of the house. (Y/N) groaned and threw herself back onto the mattress.

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(Y/N)'s heart raced as she grabbed her bag and headed out the door to school. It raced as she entered the school building and made her way down the hall. By the time she arrived at her classroom, her heart felt like it was going to explode. Then, when her eyes met Shikamaru's, she felt almost dizzy. She knew what she wanted to do now. She had thought about the matter all night.

She took her seat next to Shikamaru, fished her notebook and a pencil out of her bag for notes, then turned to face the boy beside her. He was staring at her, his eyebrows raised and his chin in his hand.

"Hey." she greeted.

"Hey."

"I have an answer for you."

"And?"

"Alright, class. Everybody take your seats."

(Y/N) and Shikamaru groaned simultaneously.

"Any other time he would be late." Shikamaru grumbled. The two of them opened their notebooks to a new page and began taking notes as their sensei rambled on with the day's lesson.

(Y/N) was frustrated. She had arrived early in hopes of talking to Shikamaru. Go figure...  She glanced over at him and was struck with an idea for a new story. But instead of writing it down, maybe she could use this as an opportunity to give Shikamaru her answer. Sure, she could wait until the end of class, but this way just seemed like so much more fun.

Shikamaru was right handed, and she was sitting to his left...

(Y/N) took a quick look around the room. Everyone was paying attention to Kakashi-sensei. She bit her bottom lip and let out a shaky breath. She couldn't believe she was about to do this. She took a deep breath in an attempt to calm her nerves and went for it. (Y/N) reached over, wrapped her fingers around the male's wrist, and pulled his hand toward her. She could feel his eyes on her, but she couldn't look at him. Not yet. She was too nervous and she didn't want to back out of doing this. She rested his hand on her upper thigh, before going back to taking notes like nothing had happened. She hadn't anticipated this at all when she had gotten dressed that morning, so she was glad she had decided to wear a skirt instead of shorts.

Shikamaru shifted in his seat. (Y/N) smiled at the thought of catching him off guard. The shadow manipulator began to slowly rub the skin beneath his hand; the action alone arousing (Y/N). Maybe this plan of action wouldn't work in her favor after all. Maybe she had, in a way, caught herself off guard as well. A few moments later she felt Shikamaru's fingers trail upwards. She had lost all train of thought at this point and was no longer taking notes.  Her pencil was simply hovering centimeters away from the paper beneath.

Shikamaru's entire hand had disappeared into her skirt at this point; his finger tips dangerously close to her panties. (Y/N)'s eyes met Shikamaru's, and she could tell that he was incredibly turned on as well. The way he was looking at her was so intense that it took her breath away. While their eyes were locked onto one another's, Shikamaru allowed his middle finger to rub over (Y/N)'s clothed core. She barely stopped the moan that was forming in her throat. He had only touched her for a few mere seconds when he pulled his hand away. She wanted to groan in disapproval, but she didn't. Shikamaru scribbled something onto a blank sheet of paper before sliding it over to her.

'I take it this is your way of saying yes?'

'Yes. I will take you up on your proposition.'

'I think you're too sensitive at this point for us to go any further right now, even though I really want to. Your place after class?'

'I think you're right. I don't want to get caught. That would be way more embarrassing than someone else reading my stories. My place it is.'

She glanced up at the clock, willing class to go by a little faster. She didn't know her body would react this strongly to Shikamaru's touch. It was intoxicating. She couldn't wait to get home.