Shikamaru Nara always enjoyed looking at the clouds and you never understood why. They were white and fluffy like marshmallows, that much was true. But if you really wanted to look at marshmallows, you could just go to the store and buy and whole bag full of them for 73 cents.
To you, clouds were irritating. Even though they were pretty and soft looking, they would always be out of reach. And you found that extremely depressing. When you asked the lazy Nara why he enjoyed looking at the white teases, you were met with a blank stare before being pushed to the ground. He kept claiming that he would show you why looking at the clouds was so compelling and you constantly refused to understand.
But as you lay there, legs spread open as Shikamaru’s clever tongue wrapped around your bud of pleasure, your view quickly changed.
You stifled a moan as your eyes looked hazily up at the fluffy clouds, grass stickily pressed to your back. The intense feeling of your clit being relentlessly attacked by Shikamaru’s tongue seemed to frame the view of the white clouds.
And for some reason, the second that Shikamaru pressed against a certain spot from within you and white blotches scattered across your field of vision, the fluffy clouds looked so much more obtainable.
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FanficSmutty things happen in weird places in the smut universe. (Challenge taken from quizilla)
