[SHIKATEMA] Obvious (English Version)

Chapter 6 : I wanted to

"Troublesome women" was the last word pronounced by Shikamaru who placed his lips on those of Temari with passion. It was their first kiss, the first time he tasted the tender flesh of his lips. He ran his hand behind her neck to intensify their kiss. After a few seconds he began to mingle his tongue with her's, creating a long, languorous kiss. It's in the kiss that we sometimes feel the impossible union of souls, this confusion of failing hearts. Shikamaru felt his heart racing with that kiss, he was as if he was hopelessly hooked on them. If initially Temari  completely let him do it, she also participated in this sensual exchange. Just before pushing it violently against the wall opposite. How could she give up ?! She was pissed and for good reason.

- "I wanted to," he replied most honestly.

This pure sincerity shook Temari once more, not knowing how to react. He kissed well. He put tenderness and passion. The blonde's cheeks pigmented red without her noticing, the brown one did not let this clue escape him.

- "Did I disturb you somewhat ? You blusing." he smirked.

- "Shut up! If everyone wanted to do what he wanted the world will not go well Nara!

- What do you want, Temari? "

She frowned. Was it really time to ask this kind of useless, stupid, philosophic, questions?! Besides, she had never really asked herself this question. She was only following orders. And when something did not please her, she said it too. Did she have desires? Dreams? Not really. She continues to watch Shikamaru, responding in a slightly disorganized way : 

- "I do not know what I want, I know what I do not want, that's all.

- I still want to kiss you. You do not want me to kiss you again?" Shikamaru was taking pleasure in watching his cheeks blush, her eyes disturb, see an embarrassed Temari and completely without control of the situation.He approached her again placing a hand on his sweet face, with his thumb caressed his lower lip.

- "I .. I believe that .. Answer me first to a question!" Shikamaru smiled, his pretty blonde was all shy. Having - obviously - all the attention of the brunette, she goes on: "You had an appointment with a girl, who was it, for what purpose?"

Shikamaru smiled, a smile all the more amused. Temari was jealous. He was sure of it now. Why did women have to wait for a form of competition to come forward? Good. At the same time, himself was not an example either. On hearing that Temari preferred Shino's presence to his, he was very upset.

- "It's Naï, a co-worker, I did not have an appointment with her, she just came looking for me to join the rest of the group, we were eight at the table something like that, So, don't worry, it was not a date or something like that, and she only has eyes for Kiba, and me only for you. " insisting on the end of his sentence, looking straight at her. 

Shikamaru was a little surprised by himself, talking so easily with her. To tell the truth, he was not thinking so much, not caring to appear silly.

Temari had heard everything she wanted. She then approached the lips of the brown. "You rather have." she pronounced before melting on his lips brutally. She realized how much she really wanted that kiss. To caress the brown's lips with her's, to be drunk of a strong desire totally disturbing for her. The heart accelerates, the body heat increases, the adrenaline rush that pushes to go further in the erotic exchange. Everything mooving inside: the reason that fights with the heart in full emotion. The chemical reaction of such an intense kiss, Temari had never known and yet she was certain that no other boy than Shikamaru could make her feel that way. The effect of phenylethylamine, a natural encephalic amphetamine produced in the heart of the limbic system, the seat of the emotional, made the blonde euphoric, an enormous feeling of joy, of exaltation she could not help smiling against Shikamaru's lips. Still pressed against the wall, Shikamaru undertook to carry the body of his beauty by her thighs. This brief moment of disconnection from their mouth allowed the konoichi to look at Shikamaru whose eyes were exclusively animated by lust. She had never seen him with such enthusiasm, passion, virility. Again her heart missed a beat.

He deposited with less tenderness that he would have wished Temari on the bed. Things accelerate so fast in thoses moments of passion. She tore the t-shirt off him, while he also took off her clothes. Once both in underwear, Shikamaru inspected with delight the body of his beauty.  Although her body was burning with impatience for her, he managed to pause to contemplate her. And she had never felt so beautiful in someone's eyes. He did not even have to speak, she understood. The princess's cheeks did not stop heating, the sudden stop made her helpless, so embarrassed that she turned her gaze away, watching her nightgown in the distance.

"Temari." he said rather lowly, as he addressed this sentence to himself, in a breath. He gently placed his hands on the naked hips of her princess, so gently that she shuddered. For him now, he held in his hands a wonder, something so precious and fragile. The same chemical surge had been created in him since he first kissed the young woman. He placed himself above her by not breaking their eye contact. He had stopped for two reasons: the first was that he wanted to take comtemplate and honor her body that she offer him somewhat, she was not anyone, he will enjoy every moment she gives him. The second was to know if she was ready to go further. He never forget to be a gentleman.

- "I don't really know how to say that .. Are you .." he closed his eyes and pursed his lips against them, creating a thin line. He was really stupid. He recovered himself, trying to do things well, he armed himself with courage. "You want..

- Yes I want... it to be you. I trust you.. " 

He did not need to finish his sentence, she understood and his answer was natural. Temari was incredibly embarrassed again, embarrassment that quickly disappeared when their lips merged again.