#shikaku nara x reader

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𝙽𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚞 - 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝕎𝕀𝕊ℙ𝕊𝕀𝕄ℙ𝕊

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ft Nara Shikamaru + spit roasting, ABO, cunnilingus, fingering, nipple play, belly bulge, knotting, creampie, throat pie, breeding; ft A!Shikaku, A!Shikamaru, O!Reader

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own Naruto or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

WC: 3,169

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Includes parent-child and sibling incest, underage(15, 17), and threesome, Omegaverse, use of “Onii-chan”, Two(2) uses of Y/n, 2nd Person POV, obligatory exhibitionism/public sex warning (Series Warning)

𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔦 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢: No infidelity occurring here, in this, Yoshino either left Shikaku or passed away, whichever your twisted little minds come up with

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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“D-Daddy..!” You cried out, feeling like your body was on fire. The heat wracked through you and your nether regions throbbed almost painfully. Hardly a minute passes before both your father and brother burst into your room, looking around for danger but stopping once they smelled the wave of pheromones that crashed over them.

They looked over at you and saw you drenched in sweat and desperately pulling at your clothes to ease the overwhelming heat. Glancing further down your body, your father saw your tight little sleep shorts absolutely drenched with copious amounts of slick. He let out a breath before moving to quickly sit next to you on your bed.

“Hey hey hey, slow down, baby, let me help.” He said gently, reaching for you and slid his fingers under the hem of your shirt and shuffled it off your body. He had to suppress a groan at the sight of your pretty tits on display for him, though he let his eyes linger until you whined in discomfort. He remembered that you still had your little shorts on and acted quickly. He moved to kneel between your thighs and hooked his fingers into the waistband, sliding them down your legs. He lifted your legs up to slide them the rest of the way off and returned your legs to either side of him.

There it was. His little daughter’s sweet little cunny fully on display in front of him, still dripping slick. Before he could let himself indulge in the pretty pussy splayed out in front of him, your father forced himself to control himself. You’re the freshly presented Omega daughter of the Head of the Nara clan, he needed to follow the customs despite how much he just wanted to bury his face, and his cock, deep between your legs and never leave.

“Baby? ‘Mega? You gotta wait just a minute, okay? Daddy’s gonna make it all better but we gotta move you first.” He explained to you, though he knew that your heat-addled mind had no hope of actually understanding him when all you knew was your need to be filled and bred.

“Mmnn.. Daddy.. Please…” You whined and whimpered when he lifted you, his scent filling up your senses.

“Shikamaru. Get the doors. We need to get her to the Centre Court.” Your Daddy rushed your Onii-chan, the older boy hurriedly complying. With you writhing in your Daddy’s arms, in pain and neediness and wanting, he rushed to the Centre Court. You could vaguely recognize your big brother’s voice calling out to the rest of the clan to gather in the Centre Court and to pass it on to anyone else who needed to know.

You finally made it and your father impatiently yet carefully set you down on the altar with the decorated trim with your clan’s crest weaved into the design. As your Daddy set you down, the cool surface provided a moment of comfort from the blazing heat just beneath your skin. He bent slightly to be over you as he put his hand on your cheek and turn your face to look at him.

“It’s okay, baby. Y/n. Omega. Daddy’s got you, your Alpha Daddy is gonna take care of you, okay?” Your mind could just barely comprehend what your Daddy was saying but as soon as he said ‘Alpha’ your mind snapped to attention. ‘Alpha. Alpha is here. Gonna take care of me. Alpha is gonna take care of me.’

The whine you must have let out made him chuckle. Your Daddy, your big strong Alpha, leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. His scent, seemingly heavier than before, filled your nose once again and made your instincts all reach out to him.

His hand moved from the side of your face and began trailing down. First, he stopped at your chest and squeezed at one of your breasts and played with the nipple for a moment. He pinched and lightly pulled and tweaked and flicked your pebbled bud before he moved on. His fingertips lightly ghosted over your tummy before he reached your mound. As he moved his lips against yours and did his best to keep up with your needy pace, his hand slid between your legs and rubbed two of his fingers between your slick folds.

You let out a high pitched whiny moan into the kiss. His Alpha rumbled with pride at making his little Omega daughter squirm like that. At making you even more needy for him in the midst of your very first heat. His fingers slid through your slick and teased at your little clitty. Your back arched off the cool stone at the first contact with your pleasure bud and a whine was swallowed up by your Daddy’s lips still sealed over yours when he thrust his two fingers inside your greedy little virgin hole.

“Don’t worry, baby, Alpha’s here. Daddy’s gonna take good care of you.” He growled against your lips before he reluctantly pulled himself back. Your heat-addled mind couldn’t even think to be disappointed with the loss of your Daddy’s lips on yours when his fingers were still fucking into you, stretching your virgin hole enough to take his Big Daddy Alpha Cock. Even as he changed positions, he didn’t stop pistoning his fingers into your sloppy cunt. He moved to stand at the end of the altar where your toes were curling over the designed trim. There, he leaned down and added his mouth to the mix. He groaned at the taste of his little Omega daughter’s slick, at the taste of you.

First, he lapped at your clit while he kept his fingers fucking into you. The noises you made paired with the noises of your sloppy pussy almost had his knot inflating already. Your noises were getting more rushed and loud as he felt your walls clamping down on his fingers and he knew you were getting close to your first orgasm. His Alpha swelled with pride at being the one to bring you to your very first orgasm, with his mouth no less! He eagerly sucked your little clitty between his lips as you writhed under him as slick gushed around his fingers when you came. He gently scraped his teeth and flicked his tongue over your nub as he rode out your high until your hips stopped quivering with your release. He decided you were stretched enough to take his knot, but not everyone had gathered so he decided to swap his mouth and fingers.

He deftly moved his fingers to your clit and started teasing the little nub as he worked his tongue into your still-twitching entrance. He lapped up your slick and fucked you on his tongue while he kept his senses keen to know when everyone needed was present. He let out pleased growls at your taste and your reactions, every twitch, every squeak, every moan, every whine. Your Daddy's rumbling growl against your sensitive cunny had you calling out in pleasure as your second orgasm ripped through you. You smelled your Onii-chan's scent, earthy like the forest of your clan and smoky like his old sensei's cigarettes, quickly approaching you in the centre of the yard. With your senses on fire from your Daddy's relentless assault on your virgin pussy, you needed something to ground yourself from the feeling of being almost too high off the ground. You reached out to him, a wordless whine letting loose into the air.

Your Nii-chan, your Shika-nii, like the good Big Alpha Brother he was, immediately joined your side and stood behind your head at the top of the altar. His hands easily wrapped fully around yours gently and slid his hands down your forearms, down your upper arms, to your chest. He slowly, deliberately, squeezed the sides of your chest to push your pretty titties together. As his hands busied themselves with playing with your tits, your Shika-nii leaned down and captured your lips.

"Gonna look so pretty all stuffed with a knot... Wish it was gonna be mine... Wish I got to breed my baby sister's sweet little Omega pussy." He spoke between heated kisses. His tongue invaded your mouth and you could only whine wantonly into his at the pleasure he and your Daddy were giving you.

“They’re all here?” Shikaku asked from between your legs, giving one last sloppy lick to your folds before he came up.

“All of ‘em.” Shikamaru responded to your Daddy after hesitantly pulling away from your sloppy kisses. Your Daddy’s fingers still lazily stroked over your puffy lips and your Nii-chan’s hands still mindlessly worked against your breasts, but it wasn’t enough. You whined out at the lack of attention and earned twin chuckled from the Alphas hovering over you.

“Don’t worry, ‘Mega. We’re gonna take good care of you,” Your father spoke and placed a wet kiss right against your clitty, sucking on it teasingly. You moaned loudly and your new little Omega claws dug into your Shika-nii’s arms. “Fuck, taste so good, baby. Wish I could spend the rest of the day here…” Your father muttered against your cunny before he pulled himself away, licking up the slick around his mouth. “But I’m sure you feel just as amazing.” The big Alpha stood and made quick work of his pants, only opting to let his vest hang loosely open around his chest. You looked at him and caught him nodding to your Nii-chan before you felt his hands leave you. Before you could whine at the loss of contact, your Daddy moved forward and lifted your legs off the altar.

“Daddy… Hurts…” You managed to get out, shifting your hips in discomfort at the ache in your core and the burning fire in your lower belly, making you hot all over. He cooed at you and climbed onto the altar, hooking your legs around his hips. You felt his cock bob against your slicked-up cunt and let out a long needy whine. Your father grunted with his lip between his teeth and looked hurriedly at his son, your Nii-chan, and let out a growl of satisfaction. You tipped your head back to look at him and saw him just as naked as you, his Alpha cock standing tall. Your mouth watered at the sight and it must have reflected on your expression with the satisfied smirks on both your the Alphas’ faces.

“Ready, Omega? Daddy and Onii-chan are gonna make you feel real good, okay?” Your Daddy asked, making you look at him. You couldn’t fully understand what exactly he was saying but you just knew that the two Alphas were going to make the ache and the heat go away.

“Please.. Alphas… Please..” You nodded hurriedly and barely noted the shiver that went down their spines from your words. Your Daddy leaned down and kissed you quickly as he slid his tip inside your little pussy. The feeling was both the beginning of bliss and like agonizing teasing, you needed more. You moaned loudly into the kiss and wiggled your hips for more. He opened his eyes and looked at something above you before he separated and brought his hand up. You opened your eyes to beg for him when you saw your big brother’s cock inches from your face. Your Daddy had his hand on it, guiding your brother forward. As you still wiggled your hips for more of your Daddy’s cock, you opened your mouth eagerly for your brother’s. With a deep chuckle, your father guided his son’s Alpha cock into his little Omega daughter’s mouth.

Once he sat heavily in your mouth, your Alpha Daddy leaned back and gripped your hips solidly before he nodded to your brother. Together, they thrust into you at the same time. Your Daddy’s cock bottomed out in your cunny the same moment your brother’s met the back of your throat. The position made it easier to take your big brother’s cock into your throat, but you still gagged at the first contact. Quickly, he pulled back but you started sucking around his shaft before he could fully exit. He groaned and had to stabilize himself with his hand planted firmly on the altar. You moaned around him with your Daddy’s cock fully seated inside your greedy pussy.

“Fuck, baby. Omega. You do feel so good around me.” Your Daddy grunted before he felt your hips twitch with movement. He smirked before steeling his grip again and pulling back to thrust back in. You let out a whorish moan around your Shika-nii and he could resist moving his hips against your face. They found a pace, guided by your wanton keens and moans, and both fucked into you.

Your Daddy kept your body as still as he could while he jackhammered his cock into your little hole. Skin slapping and slick squishing and muffled moans and slight gags and lustful growls and groans filled the air from the three of you. The clan around you tried to stay mostly silent as they watched the ceremony. You didn’t give them a moment’s thought as all you could focus on was your Daddy and your brother’s cocks filling you over and over again.

Your father’s cock filled you entirely to the brim, even without his knot, and crashed against your cervix with every thrust. Your Nii-chan’s cock filled your mouth perfectly and his taste and musk were filling your senses, making you go half crazy. You couldn’t tell whose hands were on you with your mind only focussed on cock, but you felt a pair of hands on your tits again and they were tougher than before. Harsh squeezes and rough pinches and pulls to your nipples had you moaning even more and feeling even more.

“Fuck, ‘Mega.. You feel so fucking good around me… So fucking tight… Gonna knot you. Gonna knot you full. Breed you full. Breed your tight little Omega cunny.” Your Daddy’s voice growled out. The idea of being bred full by your big Alpha Daddy brought you that much closer to cumming again. Your legs tightened around him and your ankles locked behind his back as he continued to jackhammer into you and rearrange your insides.

“Yea? You want that? You want Daddy to breed your tight little hole? How ‘bout me, baby? You want me to fill your throat with cum? Want big brother’s cum down your throat?” Your Nii-chan asked teasingly as a hand moved to loosely wrap around your throat to feel the bulge he made each time he thrusted in. You whined and moaned wantonly around him and they both chuckled at you.

“What a good girl, being so good for her Daddy and Nii-chan, for her Alphas. I think we should give her what she wants, eh, Shikamaru?” Daddy teased and leaned forward when he spoke to your Nii-chan.

“I think she’s earned it.” Your brother leaned forward as well as he responded. Your Daddy raised a hand from his iron grip on your hips to grip the back of your brother’s neck to pull him into a kiss. It was quick and hot and the sound had you clenching around the cock in your pussy and moaning around the dick in your mouth. You heard them both groan in pleasure and the knots that had been quickly growing were now much too obvious to not pay mind to.

Your Daddy’s knot caught on your hole again and again until it was pushing at your entrance with each thrust. Your Nii-chan’s knot had been just barely scraping against your teeth before it only stayed brushing against your lips. Shikaku couldn’t resist any longer and thrust, hard, against you a couple more times before he buried himself and his knot fully inside of you, his tip bullying at your cervix before it pushed fully against it, almost pushing through.

Everything happened nearly all at the same moment. Your brother pushed as far in as he dared without knotting your mouth. He tensed up and gripped your tits tight with your nipples in his grip, tugging perfectly. Your Daddy’s claws dug into your thighs where he gripped to fold you in half the moment he knotted you. And you were filled with hot cum from both ends as your Daddy and your Nii-chan came inside you while you came harder than you ever would have imagined possible.

White hot spurts of cum gushed down your throat that you drank as quickly as you could, though the huge load still spilled out from your lips some. A huge load of baby batter flooded your womb and filled you with a heat that stifled the painful heat that had taken over your body and soothed the ache in your core. Your vision whited out as slick gushed around your Daddy’s knot and filled you with euphoria. Your consciousness returned to your body when you felt your Nii-chan’s slip out of your mouth.

“..by? Y/n? Omega?” Your big brother’s voice called out to you as your eyes flustered. You almost felt disoriented with the sounds of murmuring around you from the people watching the Clan Head breed his newly presented Omega Daughter. They sounded like they were celebrating something but you couldn’t tell with the haze clouding your senses.

“Nii.. chan..?” You breathed, voice hoarse from his cock and your moans.

“Right here, ‘Mega.” He smiled softly and stroked your hair to help you steadily return from your high. “You did so good, baby. Took your Alphas so well.” He cooed gently as you purred at the comfort. He gently wiped away his cum that had dribbled past your lips before he pressed sweet kisses there. “Taking Daddy so good.” He praised and it brought your attention to the bulge in your belly. Both from your Daddy’s cock and from the cum that flooded your womb.

Your Daddy sat between your legs, soothing any soreness in your thighs and hips, his knot still buried in your cunt. Your knees were still hooked over his elbows and he pressed soft kisses to your knees and calves.

“Feel so good, baby. Good little Omega.” He smiled proudly at you and pressed another soothing kiss to the bite mark you hadn’t realized he gave you on your calf.

“Daddy… Shika-nii… Alphas…” You breathed, a lazy, dopey grin on your face as you purred at them both, chirping in happiness and satisfaction at their care and being so stuffed full. Both men shivered and let out pleased growls at their title. The Clan quietly cheered and you could slightly make out something about ‘accepting them as her Alphas’ which confused you. Why wouldn’t you accept your Daddy and your Nii-chan? They were always your Alphas, right?

“Whaddya say, ‘Mega? How about next time, I breed your pretty pussy?“ Your Nii-chan smirked and kissed you full on the mouth again with a silent promise that almost had you already whining for more.

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Consummation

Dom!Shikaku Nara x Wife Reader!

Warnings:DOM SHIKAKU!,Shikaku has issues,ADHD (A Deadly Hard Doing),unprotected sex,rough hard sex,creampie,,VIRGINTY TAKING,BREEDING,arranged marriage,Reader is kinda strange,DUB-CON,age difference,pussy eating,dick eating,drunken sex,NON CON ELEMENTS ,biting mentioned,pubes.

You examined the newly sliver wedding ring for what felt like the 100th time, the ring resembled a deer head. It looked oh so shiney and sparkly.But its beauty wasn't the only thing that made you look at it for so long.

But the matter of the fact that what it now represents.

Your arranged marriage and new life.

A new life with an older man who you had only met 8 or 9 hours ago and that was at your wedding ceremony.

You remembered vividly of how the man's first impression of you were.He had a board expression, but one of his brow was higher than the other one as he watched with lidded eyes as you walked down the aisle.He was clearly taller than you.And it was really shown when you stood opposite from him.

You got a better close-up of him.

And so did he.

You could clearly see him upfront now,and so did he as you both silently examined each other, greeting each other softly so that only the both of you could hear.

It...it kinda felt like he was eyefucking you a little bit if you were being honest with the way his eyes ranked down your frame,but than again you could've said the same for most of the people there.Which were more than what you were expecting.Making you feel pretty nervous.

But after the kiss and everything,you both went to the reception where there was a speech before you two kinda went your separate ways with you having some cake.And Shikaku getting drunk with some of his friends whilst you,got introduced and talked to by some people.Found out he had a son talked to said son found out that you were two years his senior.

And all that type of Jazz.

Before, you simply upped and left after your third slice of cake.

Leaving Shikaku to continue drinking with his friends and talk to guests.

Meanwhile,you asked for directions where you would be staying from now on and where all your belongings were.That being your now forever home where you would build a family with.

And that's where you are right now.At his house,or now you're house.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by the sound of the sliding door opening behind,causing you to turn to the source of the sound.

Where you saw him.

Your husband.

He was standing in the door frame his left hand on the handle of the door. Where he simply looked at you for awhile before speaking.

"Oh....your here"

His voice was low as he looked down at you as you sat on the Tatami flooring.You looked at the man infront of you for awhile taking in his appearance.He still had on his Kuromonpuku but his haori was a bit off the shoulder on his right side.And as for he himself,his cheeks looked a little red and his eyelids looked heavy.

"I didn't know where else to go...."

You spoke in a calm soft tone of voice.Your hands were on your lap as your head was turned to face him.You were still in your wedding dress,you wore a untraditional wedding dress.It was a cream colored dress with a big puffy skirt with matching puffy sleeves.

You looked straight out of a fairytale book.

"Oh I see..."

This is the first time you two actually had a conversation together so things were pretty awkward especially considering the circumstances.

"I just came to check up on you yknow since you kinda left the reception without a word or yknow anything"

"Oh well I'm sorry for making you worry,I just was starting to feel tired and yknow all that jazz"

"No no I get it"

There was nothing but pure silence after that.

A few seconds later Shikaku stepped into the room,closing the sliding door behind him.

"Yknow.....your pretty cute"

Shikaku said as he as looked at you.

Catching you slightly off guard,you looked at him with wide eyes.You've never really come off as cute but more like,but instead kinda creepy and strange and maybe even a little unsettling to most than some.

"Thanks..."

Responded to him.

He looked you again before moving towards you.

"Use your tongue more damnit"

Shikaku groaned, looking down at you in between his legs his hand was tangled in your hair as he moved you further down his meaty cock forcing you to deepthroat him.

Gagging noises escaped your throat as spit dripped down your chin as spit was smothered from the tip of his harden erection to the base of it forcing you to make a sorts of lewd sounds and noises as you choked around him.Tears threatening to spill from your eyes accompanied by your smeared and ruined makeup.

Your face was repeatedly buried in his slightly bushy pubes before being pulled back up to the circumstance of his horse like cock before the cycled continued.Your painted nails was sinking into his inner thigh trying to brace yourself.

"Come on how are you supposed to be my wife if you can't even give me a half decent blow job?"

Shikaku stated as he pulled you off of his cock so that he could look at you properly.Your makeup was absolutely ruined and black strikes of mascara came down from your eyes which were slightly red.Your dark red lipstick was all over the place as well as your lips were glazed with slight spit as it dripped from chin onto your wedding dress.

As for you yourself,you were breathing hard trying to get as much oxygen in before you were pushed back into his pubes.

"I know you're a virgin and all, but Kami, at least try to cooperate with me....,yknow from the way you bit me at the ceremony. I thought things would've been a bit more interesting"

Oh yeah, that's right.

During the wedding ceremony where you two kissed,you had bit him.

Soft sniffs left you as you looked up at him through teary eyes.Shikaku pulled you so that you'd be sitting on your knees,your hands leaving his inter thighs as it moved quickly around the hand that was pulling you by the hair.

Before he let go of your hair,and simply looked at you the smell of alcohol coming off of him strongly.Making you feel all the more nauseous.His hand traveling down to your chest where he cups one of your breasts.Making you let out a small whine in return.

He massages it back and forth for awhile in-between his large palm rather roughly.Before he pulls back his entire hand only to reach behind you and undo the button that was responsible for holding up your dress.

In a fluid motion your sleeves came off your shoulders causing you to quickly fold your arms.But before you could you were pushed rather harshly onto the floor.You tried to get back up but was faced back with the same response from the Nara.

Shikaku made his way in-between your thighs,you tried to close back your thighs but was met with a hard slap to the side of your thigh.Causing you to whine as it left behind a stinging sensation.

"Behave"

Shikaku mumbled.Before leaning down and flipping up your big puffy skirt causing you to be unable to see him.

"Oh good you have one of these"

He spoke with interest in his tone before. Leaning down further, his teeth latching onto your ruffle thigh garter. Before dragging it off your thigh as before throwing it aside,his gaze turning back to your thighs.

More specifically, the fat that gathered at the top of your white sheer thigh highs as his rough palms reaching down to rub them he took your left leg he raised it over his shoulder where he began to leave feather light kisses against the fabric and against the side of your thighs.

You let small whines here and there before Shikaku dipped back down beneath your skit,gasping as you felt his hot breath against your clothed core.You started to kick at the sensation and let out a slight scream which released into you getting another stinging slap on your thigh.

The man groans before looking up at you.

"I've already warned you....next time I'll leave my hand print in your skin"

He said more clearly now before,slipping his fingers into the waist band of your underwear and pulling them off you dropping the leg that was on his shoulder so that he could fully take the undergarment off.Before tossing them to aside,and dipping his head back to your crotch.

"Im Gonna show you how to properly give oral sex,so take this as a learning experience"

You didn't even get a chance to speak before he wrapped his arms under your thighs before bringing you closer to his mouth.

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.

.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Moan after Moan left your mouth as you rode Shikaku's face grinding into his mouth.His face is buried in your crotch, his nose pressing against your clit as he devours you.Your wedding dress skirt concealing your husband's face.

He's making loud, messy noises as he eats you out.Spit dripped down his chin as he went down on you,your hips rocking back and forth rougher and harder.You began to fondle your heavy breasts as you began to twist and turn them in every and anyway you could.

He slips two of his fingers into your sickness as he continues sucking on your red and puffy clit.flicking his tongue back and forth.

"Mmmph"

He mutters against your private causing vibrations to send you wilder as you began to feel overwhelmed.

You rocked your hips harder as you chased your orgasm but before you could.

Shikaku removed his fingers from your slick as well as his tongue from your bud.

"Why....why did you stop?"

You asked, looking downwards even if you couldn't see his face.

"Get off me"

Was his only response.So you did so. Letting Shikaku sit up.His chin and lips were covered in spite before he wiped it off using the sleeve of his haori.

"Lay down"

You did as told.Allowing the man to hover over you. He looked down before he lazily started to pump up and down his meaty shaft,thick veins aligning his impressive size.

He stood on his knees before aligning yourself with him, and before you could even say the phrase, 'what are you doing?'

Shikaku slammed himself inside of you, forcing a scream outta your throat. He waited a few moments, allowing you to adjust to his size by the mean time feeling the ticklish feeling of blood streaming down onto his cock.

Before he went on, brutally and unforgivably ramming into your cunt.The cunnilingus and fingering he had given you was to stretch you out for him.As his hips slammed into yours.The lewd sounds of sex filled the small room,your breasts slamming up and down in sync with his movements.

You were a moaning mess,as you simply couldn't take the fast thrusting movements of his hips as they slammed into your over and over again.His hands on your wide hips using it so that you meet his thrusts halfway.

You didn't take long to cum,as a burning hot white pleasure filled you causing you to scream out loud probably altering to everyone Shikamaru around what was taking place.As you creamed around his cock.

Soon after, Shikaku returned the favor,allowing his hot, heavy fertile sperm to fill your fruitful womb as he emptied his heavy balls inside of you.Allowing rope,after rope to fill your cunt.

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After a few minutes of heavy breathing.Shikaku pulled his soft cock out of your pussy.As he began to admire the work of art he had just created.

Yknow maybe this arranged marriage thing wasn't so bad after all.

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Sweet Girl #1

(Shikaku Nara Smut)

[Art work is not mine! Credit to Sadakiyo]

Requested by: My hormones

Word Count: 4,324

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Cheating

Name Calling: Sweet Girl, Commander, Cock Sleeve, Leftovers, Fuck Boy

A like 20 year ago gap (boyfriend's dad)

Voyeur (watching others having s*x)

Unknowingly being watched during s*x

Emotional manipulation (technically, but meh)

Titty/Nipple Playing

Degrading

Praising

Fingering/Oral (Female receiving)

Overstimulation

Pleasure Kink (cause I fully believe Nara mean live to serve their lovers)

Choking

Manhandling

Creampie

Begging

Part two? ;)

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"Shika!" I call, tugging the key to his and his father's apartment out of the lock. After the loss of Shika's mother during the war, they downsized to a two-bedroom apartment and gave me a key so I could come and go as I pleased.

"Shika!" I call again, hanging my purse on the rack next to the door. "I'm home early!" I continue, straightening my sundress. It's Shikamaru's favorite, a loose-fitted muddy green dress, with the skirt coming down to my mid-thigh. "My mission ended early," I start explaining, walking through the combined living and kitchen area, beelining toward the bedrooms.

Shikamaru's door is closed, which sticks in my mind a bit. The only time I've ever seen his door closed is when he's... well... taking advantage of the easy excess my sundresses give him. "Shika?" I call softly, knocking on the door as I turn the handle.

As I push the door open, his radio blaring music is the first thing that filters out. The second thing that filters out is the mix of Shika's routine praises and the moans of someone who isn't him and sure as hell isn't me.

My heart drops when the door finishes swinging open. Shika stands facing his headboard, deep bruises decorating his back and neck, his hair loose and flopping in turn with his thrusts. The girl in front of him is arched in doggy style, the top of her blonde hair poking out over his shoulder. What the hell? Who the hell?

My breath picks up as my heart shatters to pieces, the shards of it feeling like they're stabbing into my chest. My breath hicks as I watch the scene in front of me, tears threatening to spill out. "Wh... what are..." my voice is stuck in my throat, refusing to spill out unlike the water leaking from my eyes. The sound of the girl calling for my boyfriend, asking him to go faster, and him praising her only makes my tears storm out faster.

"Hello, Sweet Girl," a voice echoes in my ear, sending fear and more sadness down my spine. The nickname gives way to who it is. It's Shikaku, my boyfriend's dad, my future father-in-law... who was going to be my father-in-law.

Shikaku has always had the habit of calling me 'sweet girl', the name being a sort of praise every time I do something for the household; Cleaning the dishes, making them dinner, helping them pack for their missions. Every helpful task has been followed by a "What a sweet girl the clan has gained," or a "Lord, Shika, how'd you manage to catch such a sweet girl".

"Commander Nara," I whimper, voice still soft and broken because my eyes refuse to pull away from Shikamaru's infidelity.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm sorry, Sweet Girl," he hums in my ear, his hands sliding around my body, wrapping me up in his embrace. "I am so sorry. I raised my son better than this."

"It's not your fault," I sob, my tears finally blurring my sight enough that I can no longer make out the scene in front of me.

"I know, but still. I tried raising Shikamaru with a sense of respect, a sense of honor, a sense of loyalty. I'm so sorry that he didn't turn out that way," Shikaku whispers in my ear, the sound of his son's name pulling another sob from my lungs. "Hush, hush, hush," he coos, rubbing circles into my stomach, his fingertips clinging to the material of my dress.

The feeling of his fingers toying with me makes me tingle, both in good and bad ways. Shikamaru's father shouldn't be sparking these feelings, shouldn't be making me tingle in the areas he is. But... on the other hand... Shika shouldn't be fucking someone that's not me, and he is. Right in front of my eyes... so if Shikaku and me...

No! How could I even think about that? He's Shikamaru's dad! I've known the man my whole life. How could I think of Shikaku in that way? How could I miss read him comforting me in such a way?

"Let me apologize on Shikamaru's behalf," he husks in my ear, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts.

     Okay, maybe I'm not as perverted as I thought I was. "C... Commander?" I ask, my breath already picking up.

     "Sweet Girl?" He purrs, his tongue softly coating the shell of my ear. Shikaku's hands grip my chest as he slowly makes them in circles. His fingers are rough, tempting bruises to form on my boobs. "Please let me apologize. It's the least I can do for raising such a disloyal brat."

     "Commander?" I race out, using the name to push down my moan.

     "Damn it, Sweet Girl," he groans, using his hold on my tits to push me against his growing bulge. "Keep saying my title like that. Keep calling me in that breathy tone. You're going to drive me crazy. Drive me crazy, Sweet Girl."

     "Commander?" I call again, trying to keep my tone as even as possible. "We really... we shouldn't... You shouldn't... Shikaku?"

     "I shouldn't what? Fuck my son's girlfriend? Why shouldn't I?" He taunts, his hands releasing my chest to crawl down my body. His fingers slide over my knees, gripping the hem of my dress before he tugs it up. His hands and the end of my dress rest against the band of my panties, making me tingle even more.

     "Look at him," Shikaku orders, using his chin to shift my sights back towards his son still thrusting into the blonde bitch on his bed. "Do you think he gives a shit about you right now? Do you think he's thinking of you as he fucks that blonde girl? No, he doesn't. You're the last thing on his mind."

     "Commander," I whimper, fresh tears starting to flow down my cheeks.

     "Hey, hey, hey," he hums, pressing kisses behind my ear as his fingers toy with the waistband of my underwear. "I'm sorry, my Sweet Girl. That was mean of me. All I'm saying is that I'm here, I'm thinking of you. Let me enjoy you, Sweet Girl."

     "You... you're just... you're just going to use this as... as a less for Shikamaru," I whimper, the sounds a mix of his fingers toying with me and my sadness.

     "No, I won't. This is all about you. Let me apologize to you," he hums, hands tightening around my hips to tug me down the hallway. Shikaku's lips brush against my neck in time to his fingertips teasing me, poking under my band, and sliding across new skin before pulling back up.

"Commander," I moan out, the feeling of him everywhere setting my nerves on fire. He lets a hum out, hands falling down my panties, poking at my hole. "C... C... Comman... Commander," I stumble out, snapping my knees together.

Shikaku lets out a chuckle, his fingertip ringing around my entrance as his free hand messes with his bedroom door. "Sweet Girl? When's the last time you were fucked? Hmm? When was the last time Shikamaru paid your pussy any attention?"

     "I... um... I don't..." The answer sticks in my throat, my mind going fuzzy with lust because of the finger toying with the edges of my hole and Shikaku gently guiding me toward his bed. "La... last month... I... I think."

     "Aww, you poor thing. A whole month without any release? My poor, Sweet Girl," he coos as my knees bump into his mattress. His fingertip dips into me, no further than the first knuckle as he gently stretches me out. "Lay down. Spread yourself nice and wide for me."

     "Yes, Commander," I mutter, my words coming out hazy. I do as I'm told, curling up on all fours on top of the bed before I crawl up his bedsheets.

     Shikaku's hands slide down my hips, tapping my ass before letting me go. "What a Sweet Girl. How did the Naras get so lucky?" He praises, the feeling of his eyes bouncing over me as I move.

��    My pussy aches the soft touching and coos getting to me. Slowly I roll over, my head propped on the chief's pillows as I let my legs fall open. "No, no, no. Wider, Sweet Girl," he orders, his calloused hands clinging to my knees and spreading them apart. "Look at that," Shikaku says, his voice soft as he shoves the skirt of my dress up. "Lacey panties. I bet your bra matches, huh? What a wasteful son I raised."

     His head dips down, pressing kisses into my inner thighs. The whole time his eyes stay locked on me, intense and slit as he reads my reactions. "H... h... hey," I moan out, the word broken up in my throat as it bubbles out. "What are... Commander?"

     "Sweet Girl?" He whispers against my core, his tongue slithering out to run across the material already starting to get soaked by my arousal. Shikaku lets out a hum of approval, eyes rolling back as he enjoys sucking on the mess I've made in my underwear. "You really are a Sweet Girl, huh? You taste so sweet. How could Shikamaru waste something so tasty out?"

     His fingertips slide under the middle of my panties, slowly pulling them down my legs. "God damn," he groans, eyes locked on my pussy as he moves my legs apart again. "Is there anything about you that isn't sweet?"

     Shikaku's head ducks between my head again, nuzzling against my thigh for a second. "What the hell are you doing?" I yelp, the feeling of something wet and warm pressed against me.

     His head tips up, eyebrows scrunched together as he looks at me in confusion. "I'm... going to eat you out, Sweet Girl. Have you not... Has Shikamaru never gone down on you?"

     "Um... no..." I whisper, embarrassment crawling across my face as I look around his room.

     "What the hell," he mutters, wrapping his arms under my knees before tugging me closer to his face. "I can't apologize enough, Sweet Girl. I've always told Shika that a woman's pleasure is more important than ours. I knew he was lazy, I didn't think he was that lazy," Shikaku murmurs the last part, dipping his head between my thighs again.

     His tongue slides through my folds again, pulling a long moan from my lungs. A sharp whisper cuts through when Shikaku's tongue slithers across my clit. "There it is," he murmurs to himself, full focus on my nerve bundle. The Commander laps at me, tongue flat and slow as he runs over the same spot over and over again.

     "Hey," I whine again, hands shooting down to cling to the ends of his ponytail. His eyes bounce up again, locked on my face, taking in my face I'm sure is a mess. "Shikaku," I call, tugging in his hair as my thighs clamp around his face, squishing his cheeks.

     He pulls back for a second, spilling a chilled breath over my slick as he catches his breath. The air sends shivers up my spine, making me squeeze his face harder. "Come on, Sweet Girl. I want you to finish for me. Again and again and again," he mutters, tongue slamming into my hole.

     "Fuck!" I yelp, back arching as I tug on his hair again. "Commander," I groan, the feeling of his tongue sliding in and out of me pushing my orgasm forward. The man chuckles at me, tongue jumping up to my clit again.

     Shikaku's fingers skirt over my thigh, quickly walking their way back up to my hole. Soon his fingertips are ghosting over my rim again, gently tugging on it to continue stretching me out. Two fingers dip into me, slowly sliding against my walls before they're as far in as they can go.

     An almost purring moan, tumbled around my throat, my closed mouth not letting the sound out. "Don't do that, Sweet Girl. I want to hear those noises. They let me know I'm doing a good job. Let me know I'm doing a good job."

     With the soft order, my mouth falls open, all my noises spilling out as Shikaku's tongue and fingers work in time with each other. "Shikaku," I hiss, my fingers starting to hurt from pulling his ponytail so hard. "Shikaku!" I repeat louder this time, the feeling of my cum gushing out and costing my thighs in my juices.

     Soft chuckles fall from the man, fingers slowing down but still thrusting in and out of me. His tongue falls away from my clit too, busying myself slurping up my mess from my folds, and my thighs. "I'm so sorry again, Sweet Girl. You deserve this treatment all the time. You're so pretty glistening like this, you taste so sweet. I could just eat you all day."

     "Than... thank you... but, Commander... I..."

     "Oh, I know, Sweet Girl. You're all worked up and sensitive, but your legs look so cute shaking because of me," he coos, nibbling at my thighs before his tongue slides over my clit again.

     "Commander," I whine, my voice pitched high. "You're... I'm... Shikaku!"

     "Sweet Girl?" He calls back, fingers picking up their speed again.

     "Ah, ah, ah," the chipped moans chirp out, the sound on repeat as my next orgasm builds up quicker than the first.

     Shikaku looks amazed with himself, the bottom half of his face dripping in the juices as his eyes jump around my body. "I want to see your titties, Sweet Girl," he tells me, laying out a flattened lick to my pussy in between each word.

     "Yes... yes, Commander," I mutter, dropping my hold on his hair long enough to tug the top of my dress down. The material settles under my boobs, the lack of a bra being a good plan today.

     "Damn, Sweet Girl. You drive me crazy," he groans, eyes snapping closed for a moment before snapping again. His dark eyes lock on my boobs, rolling over them, following their movement as I come undone on his tongue again.

     Another round of chuckles rings through the room, Shikaku's cockiness growing with every orgasm he pulls out of me. “My pretty, beautiful, Sweet Girl,” he mumbles, dipping his head again.

“Wait,” I whine, trying to push his head away. “I can’t.”

“Yes you can, I know you can. One more and I’ll let you rest. Sweet Girl, can you cum for me one more time? Just one more,” he encourages, tongue poking at my hole.

“Just… just one more,” I babble, letting my head lull to the side. “Fuck,” I cry when his tongue slides over my clit again, the pleasure quickly chased by sparks of pain.

“Don’t cry. Just breathe, in and out, deep and slow,” Shikaku walks me through, fingers sliding back into place as his tongue crickets my clit, the pain daring to outweigh my pleasure.

I repeat his words in my head, trying to model my breathing how I was ordered. The more he licks at me, the harder it is to keep control of my lungs. “Please?” I whine, knotting my hands in his hair again, trying to tug his mouth off of me. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. I know you can. You can do it, Sweet Girl. Cum for me again, please?” Another round of jagged moans stick in my throat, struggling to come out.

Shikaku’s words roll around my head and his watchful eyes scanning me push me over the edge again. The pain of the overuse is twisted in with the pleasure of my third undoing, the unknown of whether it’s pain or pleasure coated in my whines that spill out alongside my cum.

“See? I know you could do it. You did such a good job. You’re so good for your Commander,” Shikaku coos, sitting on his knees before tugging his shirt off. “You’re doing great, amazing. You’re perfect. I’m so proud of you,” he tells me, the praises flowing out as he uses his shirt to gently pat at the mess in my thighs.

My watery eyes jump over the older man, sliding over the scars on his face before jumping down to his chest. His knotted undershirt clings to him, making my pussy pulse with more needs. “See? It’s not that bad,” he continues to soothe, throwing his shirt to the ground before leaning over me.

Shikaku rubs his nose against mine, hands clinging to my dress as he lightly rolls it off of me. “You are gorgeous. The most beautiful diamond in the world.” Compliments continue to spill for the older man as he coats my neck in kisses, hands pawing at different parts of my body. “You deserve admiration, praise, attention,” he mutters, sloppy kisses tumbling down to my breasts.

His hands scoop up my boobs, squeezing and toying with them like he did earlier. “Is that what you want, Sweet girl?” His thumbs ghost over my nipples, rubbing circles into them to encourage them to perk up. “Do you want me to continue to admire your body? Continue to praise you? Continue to give you the attention you deserve?”

Now that my nipples are perky, Shikaku holds them between his fingers, pinching down on them. “Come on, Sweet Girl. Please answer your Commander.”

“Ye - ow,” I whine, mellow pain echoing through my chest as Shikaku pinches harder. His eyes are trapped in my boobs, watching as he tugs on them, pulling my breasts toward himself. As he pulls, his hold starts to slip before giving way, my boobs jiggling as they fall back in place. “Commander,” I whine again, arching my back as his pinches return. “That hurts.”

“You’re fine, Sweet Girl,” he hums, tugging until his hold gives out again. “You’ve been driving me crazy the past couple of months. Do you know that?”

“No,” I whimper, trying to arch more and take away some of the pain blooming through my chest.

“You have been. All those short pretty dresses you wear. Walking around my house with no bra and your nipples poking through your shirt. Listening to those pathetic whimpers Shikamaru pulls from you. God damn, Sweet Girl,” he grumbles, twisting my nipples now instead of tugging on them.

“Ow, ow, ow,” I whimper, wrapping my hands around his wrists and tugging on them.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, that was a little much, wasn’t it? I’m sorry, my Sweet Girl,” Shikaku coos, hands soft and massaging my boobs as he litters them in kisses. “Sweet Girl?”

“Yes?” I slur out, my head shifting back and forth as I soak in his soft touches.

“Please let me fuck you. Let me enjoy you, let me worship your body like it’s supposed to be worshipped,” he whispers into my skin, his kisses trailing back up my body.

“Oh… okay… okay, Commander,” I murmur, the feeling of his hands snaking down my body setting my skin on fire again.

“Thank you, Sweet Girl,” he whispers in my ear, his hands leaving me kind enough to finish undressing himself. “You’re so good to me, so good to us. That’s why you deserve this, you hear me? You deserve to be cared for in the ways you care for my household.”

“I do?” I mutter, my eyes flickering down to Shikaku’s length. My cheeks flush at the sight, the man easily being the biggest of the two men I’ll have taken in my life.

“You do,” he hums out, leaning over me as his hands slide across the bed. “Lift your hips for me, please.”

Again, I fall into obedience, lifting my hips. Shikaku slides a pillow under me, adjusting it before pushing on my stomach until I lay on top of it. “You are a beautiful woman,” he mutters, a hand fluttering over my hips as the other lightly rests on my neck, the pad of his fingers dipped into the sides of my throat. “You’re so young, so pretty, and I get to enjoy all of it. The sweet taste of your pussy, your tight little cunt milking my cock, your soft skin, the fruity perfume you were.”

Shikaku slowly sinks himself into me, taking his time feeling me wrap around every inch of him. A deep moan rumbles out of him, his balk sack tapping against me once he’s bottomed out. “You are the perfect little cock sleeve,” he mutters against the shell of my ear, brushing kisses against it as he tugs himself back out to me.

He never pulls fully out, leaving his tip dipped in me as his thrusts keep their slow rhythm. “Commander?” I whine, wrapping my arms under his, my nails clinging to his shoulder blades.

“Ya? What is it, Sweet Girl? What can I do to make you feel good?”

“Move faster. Please?” I ask, dragging out the last word. Shikaku gives me what I want, his speed picking up. “Fuck,” I hiss, nails digging into his back as he fucks me into the mattress, the bed squeaking because of his pace. “Shikaku!”

“Sweet Girl,” he huffs out, lips roughly pressed across my face. The pillow arching my hips up makes it easy for the Commander to reach parts of me never touched, and I’m sure the bodies spilling from me let him know. “Hold… hold on,” he mutters, tugging out of me.

I let out a disappointed whine, being left empty upsetting me. I want him back in me, I want him to touch more new parts of me.

Shikaku uses his grip on my throat to manhandle me, his hand tightening around my neck. I’m tugged around, the two of us being repositioned. He settles underneath me, my knees resting next to his thighs, my back arched and shoulders pressed to his chest. Commander’s hand slides up my neck tipping my head back so it’s pressed to his shoulder.

“Look how pretty you are,” he praises, lips brushing against my temple and his free hand shoving my hips down roughly.

“Shikaku!” I yell the sudden fullness pulls his name and a whimper from my lips.

“Oh, oh, oh,” he hums, bouncing me on his dick as his lips slide across my jaw.

“Dad?” A voice calls from the doorway, tugging Shikaku’s attention from me.

His hand jumps up, wrapping around my eyes, and keeping my head pressed to his shoulder. “Shikamaru,” the Commander answers, his pace picking me up, causing my titties to bounce to the beat of his thrusts.

“What… what the hell are you doing? Tell me you’re kidding. You… you’re not… that’s my fucking girlfriend!” Shikamaru’s voice rings out, distress and anger coating his words.

“Ya and?” Shikaku mutters, his lips present on my body again, littering my neck in kisses.

“‘Ya and’? ‘Ya and’? You’re balls deep in my God damn girlfriend! What the fuck, Dad?”

“Why do you care?” He asks, nibbling on my shoulder. “You were just in some girl’s sandbox, what? Twenty? Thirty minutes ago? Why the hell do you care if I’m fucking my Sweet Girl? Do you care?” He asks, shaking his shoulder to get my attention.

“What?” I whimper, Shikaku’s nimble fingers newly drawing circles against my clit making it difficult to focus.

“Are you upset I’m fucking you? Do you want me to stop?” He asks, his thrusts stopping with his dick still buried deep in me.

“What?! No! Please don’t. Commander, please, please don’t!” I cry, wiggling in his hold to bounce myself on his penis. “Shikaku, please.”

The vibrations of his chuckles run across my back, his laughter followed by him thrusting into me again. “The fuck are you upset about, Shikamaru? You were just cheating, fucking Temari as ‘your girl’ was away serving our village. ‘Your girl’ that you never gave head to. I raised you better than that. I raised you to be a loyal partner, to serve your lady, to be a good man, and now what? You just go around pretending to be some kind of fuck boy?”

“Dad, it’s not… that’s not… so what if I did? That doesn’t give you the right to fuck my girlfriend!”

“Last time I checked, she’s an adult, and I am an adult. She wants it, I want it, seems like I have every right to fuck her.”

“You know what, whatever Dad. Fuck my leftovers, I don’t give a shit.”

“Stay right fucking there,” Shikaku grumbles, his thrusts losing their pace as the order spills out.

“I’m not going to watch you - ”

“Fine, leave. See how quickly I strip you of your Shinobi rank,” Shikaku says, cutting his son off as his huff for air fills my ears, the air tickling me as he breathes.

“You can’t do that!”

“Ya, I can. How the hell is the village supposed to trust someone who can’t even stay loyal to his girl? How am I supposed to know you won’t betray the village when you’ll betray her?”

The two fall quiet, the sound of my noises and Shikaku’s breathing being the only sound in the room. “Fuck,” Shikaku groans, slamming me down on him once more. “That’s it, Sweets. Milk my cock, take all my cum. Thank me for it, thank me for cumming in you.”

“Thank you. Thank you, Commander,” I murmur, my hands moving up to cling to his wrist.

“Thank you for what? What are you thankful for?”

“Thank you for cumming in me. Thank you so much, Commander. Please… please do it again. Pretty please, Shikaku?” I beg, rotating my hips, trying to perk his dick up again.

“Fuck you. Fuck both of you,” Shikamaru says, his words shaky and broken before the sound of the door slamming fills the room.

Shikaku’s laughter roars out again, his lips coating my sweat-covered body, eagerly cleaning up the salty water from my skin. “What a Sweet Girl. Sweet, Sweet Girl.”

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[chocolatetheoristcloud]

Blog rule book:

What fandoms I take requests for:

Naruto

Boruto

What I write for:

Nsfw, headcanones, scenarios,dark content, non con,dub con,poc reader, horror, cheating.

Characters I write for:

Shikamaru nara

Sasuke Uchiha

Madara Uchiha

Asuma {whatever his last name is}

Shikaku Nara

[animeomegas]

I wanted to ask if you can do a more in-depth, for Shikamaru in his obsession. Like, A more in-depth look at everyone’s reaction when they found out and a more in-depth look at how they treat each other. You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I am obsessed with Shikamaru and his obsession

Hehe, I think lots of people love Shikamaru and his obsession~ I decided to write about what happens just after they met for the first time, hope you enjoy~

Omega!Shikamaru x Alpha!Reader

Summary: Meeting his obsession at only age 5, Shikamaru is lucky enough to have his entire lifetime with his obsession at his side. Shikaku doesn't feel quite so lucky.

Word count: 1.25k

Warnings: None.

Shikaku didn’t know whether to be proud, irritated or resigned at the situation that had been suddenly dumped in his lap. The burn of your parents’ suspicious eyebrow raises had him leaning towards the latter two emotions, but the happy purrs his son was letting at his feet, massaging his baby Obsessions hands in his own, tipped the scale back towards proud.

He still couldn’t believe that his son, barely five years old, had already found his obsession. He had been dreading the day this happened, remembering the way his own father had had to reign him in when he fell for Yoshino, and anticipating an older Shikamaru giving him some good old-fashioned karma. But it happening this soon wasn’t something he had predicted, nor something he was ready for. Even in his worst-case imaginings, he had thought about a hormonal fifteen-year-old Shikamaru, never a five-year-old that had only just started learning how to control his emotions.

Shikaku sighed and rubbed his face with his hand. The whole situation was troublesome.

“I understand that this is shocking, it is a surprise to us as well, Naras rarely find their obsessions this young,” his wife explained to your parents.  He was so glad she was here to help him handle this. “But it isn’t something that can be taken back, nor something that can be stopped, so our best course of action is to figure out how we’re going to move forward.”

“This isn’t our first-time hearing about the Nara obsession instinct,” your mother said, seemingly the more relaxed one of your two parents, if the way your father was perched on the edge of the sofa like a tightly coiled spring was anything to go by. “But we had planned on only allowing sleepovers once they turned eight, so hearing about the expectation of sleepovers so suddenly isn’t easy to digest. I don’t understand why playdates can’t suffice.”

Shikaku tuned out Yoshino’s response, knowing that she would handle everything while ruffling as few feathers as possible. Well, provided your parents remained civil and open-minded. If they started demanding things that would hurt Shikamaru, Shikaku would have to pull her back before she decided violence was the best way to solve the problem. But seeing as the coast was clear for the moment, he turned his gaze towards his only son.

Shikamaru still had a tight grip on your hand, but his full attention was on your face now. He was leaning in just a little too close as you spoke, but you didn’t seem to mind. At least the silver lining was that Shikamaru had picked a relaxed baby alpha to obsess over.

“Your hair is very pretty,” you said quietly, a little smile on your face. “I like it.”

Furious purrs erupted from Shikamaru, his little face flushing in pride. Shikaku watched with amusement as Shikamaru immediately used his free hand to try and pull his hair out of his ponytail. His tiny fingers fumbled for a moment, but he eventually got it loose and yanked it out, pulling a few strands out along with it without so much as a flinch.

Shikaku remembered that feeling all too well, the way the desire to please Yoshino, make her happy with him, overshadowed everything else, even pain. When he first chose her, he would have been able to walk over a field of glass without flinching if he thought it would make her smile.

“You can touch it if you want,” Shikamaru said, practically vibrating with excitement as he leant his head forward, his now loose hair falling forwards towards you. “I don’t mind.”

“Wow, so soft!” you exclaimed, running your fingers through his hair. “Do you wash it with fairy dust?”

“No, just shampoo, but I also use conditioner,” Shikamaru announced proudly, pushing his head into your hand like a cat.

Shikaku smothered a snort. He imagined that Shikamaru would no longer roll his eyes and try to get out of using conditioner at bath time, something he was sure would delight his wife.

“We just can’t agree to that many nights with them away from home, away from us, they’re our child,” your mother said, just as Shikaku turned one ear back to the main conversation. “We might be able to divide the four nights in half though. We could have Shikamaru stay with us for two nights, but we’d need support navigating their relationship because we don’t know what’s normal or-“

Confident that things were going well enough that he wouldn’t have to restrain his wife, Shikaku turned back to his son and the baby alpha sitting on the floor beside him.

��Can I plait your hair, please?” you asked his son, still idly petting him.

Only yesterday, the same question had come from Ino, although the tone had been a little more demanding, and his son had rolled his eyes, refused, called Ino troublesome and gone to hide upstairs to take a nap.

His response now was like night and day. Shikaku watched his son’s face light up, his head bobbing up and down instantly.

“Yes, yes, whenever you want,” he said, falling over himself to turn around and present you with the back of his head. He scooted backwards until he was almost on your lap and then folded his hands together on his lap, waiting with barely contained excitable energy.

It was so strange seeing his son like this. He was used to his lazy petulance when face with chores, the competitive gleam in his eyes when they played shogi, his thinking face when he was presented a new puzzle or mystery, but this tidal wave of genuine, open affection and eagerness for companionship was something Shikaku had never seen.

“Thanks! You’re the best, Shika!” you said, separating his hair into three parts.

His son looked ready to ascend to a different plane of being.

This whole thing was a mess, Shikaku though, rubbing at his eyes. He wasn’t looking forward to the hundreds of tantrums he’d have to diffuse, the weird impulses he’d have to redirect or having to host another five-year-old in his house all the time. However, the pure happiness radiating off his son was more than worth all the bad. He was glad that Shikamaru would have his obsession with him for his entire life, and maybe it was wishful thinking, but hopefully Shikamaru would be used enough to his obsession and coping mechanisms that the hormonal nightmare of teenagerhood wouldn’t be so bad.

Shikaku gave the two children one more glance, vaguely amused to see Shikamaru silently mouthing ‘my alpha’ over and over again as you focused on plaiting his hair, before properly turning back to the conversation he was supposed to be a part of.

Everything would work out; he would make it so.

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BONUS:

“Well, we should probably head off now,” your father said, standing up, holding the newly drawn up custody arrangement. “We’re having dinner with my parents tonight. Darling, time to leave, go and get your shoes on, please.”

“WHAT?! NO!”

“Here we go,” Shikaku sighed, trying to intercept Shikamaru before he got a hold on the baby alpha. Too late.

“Shikamaru, let go, they have to go home,” he said, kneeling down on the floor with them both.

“No!” his son whined, tears gathering on his water line. “They’re my alpha! Mine!”

“Shikamaru, that wasn’t a suggestion. Let them go.”

Shikamaru only growled at him, so Shikaku just started pulling him off you by the scruff.

“Shikamaru, stop struggling, stop- Ow! You little- He just bit me!”

[mikyapixie]

THE NEW NARUTO X ASIAN KUNG-FU GENERATION PV HD

This was amazing I’m really excited for Boruto Pv

Shikamaru is Naruto's true best friend & not Sasuke he is rival & former enemy when he left the village!!! But the one who was with him and supported him is Shikamaru!!! Shikamaru was the one that helped Naruto bounce back from Jiraiyas death!!! Naruto help Shikamaru get his revenge on Hidan!!! Their friendship is really underrated!!!

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            Unchained Melody

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Please enjoy it. It's an old draft from a couple of years ago. If anyone falls in love with this and wants to continue it, please dm me!

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Konohagakure was livelier than usual today. Civilians bustled here and there as they prepared decorations for the fire festival, a grand ball being held in town square. Food tables were being prepared, sectioned by clans; Yamanaka, Nara, Uchiha, and even the Uzumaki clan were making a grand appearance. A newly formed alliance of the Mist Village has them attending it too, their Mizukage traveling to Konohagakure. After the overthrow of the tyrannical Mizukage by none other than his eldest son; there has been prosperity in Mist. The economy is booming, and new alliances are being built. Zabuza Momochi was promising in his leadership, sharp around the edges if tales were true but just and kind in his ways. 

You parted from the one vendor to make your way across the street, partaking in light chatter as you helped set it all up. You volunteered every year for the fire festival, finding joy in the way the whole village comes together for one night. The Hokage, Minato Namikaze, was even lending a helping hand. While you respect the Hokage immensely for how well he leads, you find yourself avoiding him only because of how intense his energy can be. Sensitivity to chakra was uncommon but not unheard of. And it's mostly spotted in those hailing from a prestigious clan. So the shock of your parents when Y/N L/N, their sweet, civilian girl, showed chakra sensitivity was something to be remembered forever. There was but a small push from the Nara clan to have you join the academy, even offering a scholar. But your parents, mostly your mom, had put their foot down. Refusing her only child to go and be trained in the art of killing. 

For the longest time, it caused strife between you and her. Ten-year-old you whined about how you could be protecting the village or going on cool undercover missions. Ultimately, her will stood too strong against your nagging. And 11 years later you praise Kami for not letting you go down that path. As much as you respect those in it, watching a shinobi slit another man's throat wide open in the markets at just 14 years old, really threw you off. The man had been an enemy ninja, sent to kidnap Shikamaru Nara, he was chased into the market where he quickly met his demise. A core memory, though, was standing there with your apples scattered across the floor, a dead body bleeding out in front of you. Other civilians had at that point taken cover in shops, as is protocol. But you couldn’t move, couldn’t tear your eyes away from the dead body, until a kunoichi stepped in front of you, dragging your attention away. She was soft-spoken, gentle but firm as she escorted you into the small bakery beside you. Later, another Kunoichi would show up at your house, asking you questions about the incident and how it was affecting you. Your parents held your hand the entire time, crying when you remembered the way the blade slid across his neck, the gurgled noises as he choked on his own blood. His eyes would flash in all of your worst nightmares for many years after that.

But alas, you moved past it, and while there are nights you grab take out before you grab your kitchen knife, all is well. Now here you stand, 22, working at a Yamanka floral shop with community work on the side. Life is good, you have wonderful parents, wonderful friends, and you plan to have a wonderful night at the ball. If only the lanterns would actually cooperate and not hang weird every time you attached one to a string.  

  “Y/n, hun, do you need me to hang em up instead?” An amused voice called below you. Looking down, you watch Ino Yamanaka raise an eyebrow at your struggling. You stick a tongue out at her, huffing annoyedly as you hop on down the ladder, brushing yourself off. 

  “They just won’t stop wrinkling and hanging all weird.” Grumbling, you hand over the string line of lanterns, stepping to the side to let Ino take over. The blonde woman simply laughs, standing on the ladder. 

  “Maybe they don’t like you? How about you go take those flower pots to my pops, and I’ll finish this for yah.” You nod, excited to take a break. 

  “Hell yeah, where is he?” Hoisting up the flower pots, you balance them in your arms. They’re heavier than expected, you muse to yourself. Trying to readjust them to even out the weight. 

  “He’s up in the Hokage's office greeting the Mizukage on his arrival. Just knock and say it's from me, okay?” Ino doesn’t spare a glance as she perfectly hangs each lantern. A part of you watches in jealousy before hurrying off in the direction she told you to.

 Inoichi Yamanaka was a brilliant Shinobi and quickly made an advisory of the Hokage. It was no wonder he was at the Hokage's office. The building wasn’t too far, a 10-minute walk past the bigger shopping market and just east of the Konoha Police Station. Damn did carrying these pots make it harder though, huffing each time you have to stop and redistribute the weight of them. You round up the 3rd flight of steps, slightly out of breath and snapping at the chunin rushing by you, almost costing you a flower pot for his troubles. ‘Just 2 more flights and you’re good.’ That’s all you could repeat to yourself, trekking on. 

Eventually, you found yourself in front of the Hokage's office doors, ANBU and jonin Shinobi stationed all around. Some of the headbands you recognized as the Konohagakure symbol, the others you could only guess were Mist. You shuffle nervously in front of the two ninjas guarding the door. 

  “I’ve been sent by Ino Yamanaka to deliver these to her father Inoichi Yamanaka.” The words felt like sandpaper in your mouth, nerves lighting ablaze at being under such scrutiny, shifting side to side nervously. The ninja on your right, a taller man with shoulder-length brown hair and a more boyish face raised an eyebrow; clearly suspicious of you. The other one, lanky and tall with spiky silver hair with a mask covering most of his face simply stared at you, unwavering in his intensity. It was a solid minute of tense silence before the silver-haired man stepped to the side, pushing open the door. Taking a deep shaky breath you walked by, not missing how his gaze narrowed just slightly. 

Damn Shinobi and their paranoia. 

 Inside the office was Yamanaka-sama, Shikaku Nara-sama, head of the Nara clan, and Mizukage-sama. Of course. you knew that in the shadows there were probably a dozen ninjas, ready for anything at any moment. All three men turned towards you, Inoichi perking up just slightly at the pots in your hands. Shikaku recognized you, of course, offering a small smile. You weren’t truly paying attention to them though, gaze caught in the Mizukages. 

Oh boy. Intimidating was a kind way to describe the towering man. Broad, muscled shoulders stood proud, chest toned from years of hard work. And oh did he tower over you, a clear 2 feet difference. Mizukage was imposing; he took up room and he demanded attention- no- respect. You don’t know how long you stood there, hands gripped on the flower pots, breath shaky from the long walk here and his stare. Your heartbeat was going a mile a minute, peering into the hands of a predator. Zabuza Momochi was powerful, his chakra a prickling sensation down your back. Instincts telling you to run, run away little deer. Don’t be eaten by the wolf. 

You almost listened, shifting back slightly, but was broken from the trance as Inoichi cleared his throat, calculating eyes looking between you and Zabuza. Flushing darkly, you swallowed and then bowed, shakily holding out the pots. 

  “Ino sent me to give you these.” Your voice only wobbled slightly, Keenly aware of the eyes burning into you. Feeling bared, like he could see right through you. Inoichi took them with ease.

  “Thank you Y/n, have you been helping with the setup? Is Ino busy?” He asked politely, relaxing his stance in your clearly nervous presence. You nod, smiling trying not to look at Zabuza again. Knowing you’d only be caught once more. 

 “Yeah, Ino actually is helping me with the string lanterns so that’s why she didn’t come herself.” 

  He nodded, opening his mouth to say something else but was cut short as Zabuza Momohi spoke first. 

 “Will you be at the ball tonight?” You almost get dizzy from how fast you turn to look at him. Eyes widened almost comically in shock. Zabuza's mouth tilted up in amusement at your reaction. Stepping forward and holding out his hand expectantly. Swallowing down the feelings churning in your gut you take his much larger, calloused hand, nodding your head yes. 

 “Um- yeah, I-I’ll be there.” The man only offered a hum, bringing your hand up to his mouth where he pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it. He never broke eye contact, and once again, you were caught in the hands of a killer. Smooth in his entanglement, a gasp left your lips, quiet, breathless. There was silence in the room for a moment, everybody waiting with bated breath to see what would happen; Zabuza still holding your hand.

The door to the office banged open, causing you to jump, retching your hand away as if burned as you swung around to see the commotion. Naruto, the Hokage's son, entered with his dad chattering excitedly about something you didn’t care enough to pay attention to. Turning back around, you bowed deeply to three men, excusing yourself. Missing the slight downturn of Zabuza’s lips or the knowing stare of Shikaku and Inoichi. You bowed to the Hokage and his son on your way out, flushed and keeping your head low as you scurried away. 

When you finally made it outside, you pressed yourself against the wall, out of view, as you held a hand against your racing heart. You thought back to his shoulders, his eyes, his hands that were so scarred and calloused from what you can only imagine is years of training; held yours so delicately, so gently. It was almost maddening, and, oh god, you cannot believe you just had that interaction with the fucking Mizukage.

 Ino was gonna flip when she heard about this. 

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**Part 3: "Sunflower Supper"**

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**Setting: Nara Residence, the cozy dining room**

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The Nara family gathered around the low wooden table, its surface polished by years of shared meals. Hikari had outdone herself—steaming bowls of ramen, grilled fish, and pickled vegetables adorned the table. The room smelled of soy sauce and nostalgia.

Shikaku, ever the strategist, sat at the head of the table. His shadow stretched across the tatami mats, merging with the evening darkness. Hikari flitted about, arranging plates and humming a tune. Shikamaru, elbows on the table, stared at his bowl as if deciphering its secrets.

"Sunflower ramen," Hikari announced, placing a bowl in front of Shikaku. "Made with love."

Shikaku raised an eyebrow. "Love, huh?"

Hikari winked. "And a pinch of chili flakes."

As they slurped noodles, Shikamaru finally spoke. "Mom, why sunflowers?"

Hikari sat next to him, her eyes twinkling. "Because they face the sun, my clever boy. They find light even on cloudy days."

Shikaku leaned back, sipping his tea. "And shadows?"

"Shadows," Hikari said, "are where secrets hide. They're like your father's jutsu—unseen but powerful."

Shikamaru glanced at Shikaku. "Dad, do you have secrets?"

Shikaku smirked. "Only battle plans."

Hikari nudged him. "And a soft spot for sunflowers."

They laughed, the sound filling the room. Shikamaru's chopsticks danced between bites. "I guess we're a mix of sunflowers and shadows."

Hikari clinked her tea cup against Shikaku's. "Balance, my love."

And so, in the warm glow of their home, the Nara family savored their sunflower supper. Shadows danced on the walls, and laughter echoed—a symphony of love and strategy.

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*End of Part 3*

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Last part

[loudstrawberryblizzard]

Izumo and Kotetsu need way more love and recognition they deserve especially the headcanons and boyfriend scenarios like these. 😊

Naruto boys Dirt talk headcanons

Nara Shikamaru

Shikamaru loves to talk dirty to you. All the time. He's gotten in trouble at the mission desk and the office for saying dirty things to you in front of others. He would definitely have a degrading kink and does it on purpose because he wants you to punish him. He has many kinks and is definitely a brat. 

Hyuuga Neji 

Neji would say he’s not into it and wouldn't be a huge fan but he melts every time you whisper praise into his ear. He's way too uncomfortable to stay anything dirty to you and would be too uncomfortable to roleplay.

Kotetsu

Kotetsu may seem like the one more into dirty talk but he's only into it if you are. He's very easy to embarrass but will like when you talk dirty to him during sex more because you enjoy it. He would be willing to roleplay if you're into it.

Izumo

Izumo seems so sweet and innocent but when you're in bed with him, he's so dirty. He loves talking dirty and when you talk dirty to him. He would be very into kinks and roleplaying.

Yamato

Yamato would be uncomfortable at first but very into it. He probably won't say anything but loves when you talk dirty to him. He would definitely have a praise kink and is very into wood puns. 

Gemma

Gemma loves teasing you all the time. He would also get in trouble for saying dirty things in front of his superiors. With him its in bed, out of bed, and even in public. He’ll love it even more if you tease him back.

Iruka

He may seem so straight lace while he's working but once you two are alone, is another story. He would like some light roleplaying and talk during foreplay but hes not as vocal during sex. 

Hatake Kakashi 

Kakashi would be very into dirty talk and he would have a huge praise kink. You tell him he’s a good omega and he would just melt under you.

Shikaku 

Shikaku would definitely be into dirty talk. He would also definitely have a degrading kink and be a brat only he keeps those things private for the most part. He would be very into kinks and willing to try anything you were into as long as you were willing to try things he’s into. He would also definitely send you notes during the day with dirty things in them for you if you worked in the hokage offices near him. Everyone knows that they are dirty but you know not to read them in front of people after the first few times, as they quickly get worse and more detailed. 

Inuzuka Kiba

He would be very into it. Kiba would have a huge breading kink. All he wants you to do is tell him how pregnant you’ll make him and how hot he would be pregnant. 

Uzumaki Naruto

Naruto would be very into it. He’s loud and proud about it too, though he’ll tone it down once he’s hokage. 

Rock Lee

He gets very confused by dirty talk. He likes it and tries to talk dirty back to you but it's either really sweet or doesn't make any sense. 

Maito Gai 

Gai would have a youth kink (is that even a thing? It would be for him at least.) he would talk a lot during sex, not exactly sure you could call it dirty talk.

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

【ＮＡＲＵＴＯ】

𝙺𝙾𝙽𝙾𝙷𝙰 𝟷𝟷

Naruto Uzumaki

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒰𝓏𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾 𝒩𝒶𝓇𝓊𝓉𝑜[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, Incest, Threesome, Age Gap, Underage Drinking] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

Sasuke Uchiha

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒰𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒽𝒶 𝒮𝒶𝓈𝓊𝓀𝑒[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, Monster/Human Romance - Merman!Sasuke]

Shikamaru Nara

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒩𝒶𝓇𝒶 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝓀𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓊[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, ABO, Age Gap]

Kiba Inuzuka

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝐼𝓃𝓊𝓏𝓊𝓀𝒶 𝒦𝒾𝒷𝒶[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, ABO] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

Neji Hyuuga

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Shino Aburame

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒜𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑜[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, ABO, Insect Play(is that a thing?)] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙴𝙸𝚂/𝙰𝙳𝚄𝙻𝚃𝚂

Shibi Aburame

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒜𝒷𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝒷𝒾[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, ABO, Incest] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

Shikaku Nara

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒩𝒶𝓇𝒶 𝒮𝒽𝒾𝓀𝒶𝓀𝓊[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, ABO, incest, Threesome]

Kakashi Hatake

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝐻𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒦𝒶𝓀𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒾[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, Incest]

Jiraiya

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Yamato | Tenzou

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒴𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑜|𝒯𝑒𝓃𝓏𝑜𝓊[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, Poly] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

Minato Namikaze

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒩𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓀𝒶𝓏𝑒 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑜[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, ABO, stepcest, threesome] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

Tobirama Senju

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

Madara Uchiha

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝓉!

𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁

Itachi Uchiha

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒰𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒽𝒶 𝐼𝓉𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, stepcest]

Orochimaru

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒪𝓇𝑜𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓊[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, Monster/Human Romance - Naga!Orochimaru, Mentions of Sacrificing(Reader is a Sacrificial Bride of sorts)] (ℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ!!)

Menma

𝒲𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒮𝐼𝑀𝒫𝒮 - 𝒰𝓏𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾 𝑀𝑒𝓃𝓂𝒶[Part of a Series, TW: Exhibitionism, Stepcest, Lactation Kink, Age Gap]

【Ｂａｃｋ　ｔｏ　Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔｓ】

[chocolatetheoristcloudx2]

SEND ME YOUR REQUESTS!

Hi everyone I've been having MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK! For the past couple of months it's like I have the concepts but can never do it,so I'm helping this can help me get back into the groove.

I'm taking requests for:

Bakugou Katsuki,Barbarian Bakugou Katsuki,Shikamaru Nara,Shikaku Nara,Sasuke Uchiha,Madara Uchicha,Tobirama (whatever his last name is) Asuma (whatever his last name is)

I'll WRITE WHATEVER YOU WANT DARK CONTENT AND ALL but.....I dont do fluff to a certain extent and mlm I SUCK AT THAT

Edit:Also please note I'm busy so don't think I'm ignoring you

[13as07]

Sweet Girl #3

(Shikaku Nara & Inoichi Yamanaka Smut)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to 1ndi g0]

Requested by: The Pope

Word Count: 4,049

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Threesome (duh)

Name Calling: Sweet Girl, Chief, Toy, Sweetheart, Commander, Good Girl, Leftovers

Like a 20 year age-gap (also, duh and for both parties)

Hickeys/Biting/Bite Marks

Hair-pulling

Fingering (Female Receiving)

Titty Playing

Choking

Orgasm Denial

Cum eating (but not really I guess??? Be warned or whatever lmao)

Daddy Issues (obviously, it's the underlining cause of wanting older men)

Exhibitionism

Humiliation (Semi, like super small amount)

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I'm hoisted up, settled on my knees on Shikaku's desk before he repositions me. I'm shifted around, legs dangling over the edge of the desk with my back facing the Commander. He hums softly in my ear, cooing at me as his hands grope at my breasts and his heartbeat thumps against my spine. "You're going to be great. You're perfect, Sweet Girl."

Inoichi looks like he's going to vibrate out of his skin as he walks back toward the desk, eyes locked on me and chest pumping like crazy. The closer he gets, the further down Shikaku's hands fall. By the time Inoichi is a step or two away from me, his friend is gripping my thighs, tugging them apart. "Hello," Inoichi says, cooing at me like I'm a rabbit that's going to dash at the sign of trouble.

     "Hello," I say back, tilting my head back so I can look up at him. "Are you going to stand there and watch Shikaku feel me up or are you going to touch me too, Chief?" My eyes flutter down for a second, taking a peak at his growing hard-on before resting on his face.

     The Chief's face flashes for a second before he moves forward, sliding between my parted legs. I close them around him, his hip bones digging into the flesh of my thighs as I keep him in place.

     What the hell am I doing? I'm about to have a threesome, that's what I'm doing. I'm going to get poked and prodded at by the Nara Chief, again, and the Yamanaka Chief. How'd I end up here?

     Shikaku's lips brush down my back, trialing soft kisses down my spine as his hands crawl up my sides. "You look so pretty," he whispers into my skin, using his thumbs to rub circles against my rib cage. "Don't you think she looks pretty, Ino?"

     "Uh... ya," Inoichi mumbles, his eyes trailing across the curves and dips of my body now. His sights land on my chest where small blotches of pink and purple are decorating my skin because of the events of the week. "You leave hickeys like an amateur," he mutters to his friend, hands slowly moving forward to cup my breasts.

     His eyes jump up, the analysis, well, analyzing how I react to his touches. Inoichi's hands start gentle, groping at my boobs, gently squeezing them as his fingers dip into my skin. Soon, his hands aren't so gentle anymore. "H... hey," I whine, tugging a soft smile on the Chief's face as pinches my nipples. I swear, what is with these men and pinching me?

     "You're so soft," Inoichi praises, his head dipping toward me. His lips brush against mine in a testing kiss before clashing against me. When he twists my nipples, I let out an audible whine, the sound getting trapped in his mouth. "And so responsive," he continues to coo, pulling away and twisting again.

     "Don't do that. You're going to hurt her," Shikaku grumbles, sliding his hands under his friend's, effectively shoving Inoichi's hold off of my chest. "I didn't invite you to join so you could break my toy," he adds, his hands softly massaging my aching nipples.

     Chief rolls his eyes at his friend before his focus settles on me again. "Since Shika wants to baby you, let's try something else, okay Sweetheart?"

     "I'm not babying her," the Commander grumbles again, his kisses slowly making their way across my shoulders, beelining for my neck.

     Inoichi ignores his lifelong friend, rolling his eyes at him as he undoes his pants. Once he's free from his pants, the Chief rests his dick against my thigh, heat rolling off of him and warming up the spot he's softly grinding against.

     One of his hands clumsy finds my hair, balling it up in his grasp before tugging my head backward. That gets him another lecture about being gentle that he once again ignores. "I want your eyes to stay on me alright? Do you think you can do that?" He asks, his fingertips ghosting over my core, making my pussy ache for attention.

     "Yes Chief," I answer, shifting my hips forward in hopes of getting some of the attention I'm craving. I get what I want, two fingers dipped into me. My mouth falls open a bit and my eyes widen from the touch, a silent moan testing my lungs.

"Dear Lord," he mutters, eyes fluttering around my face as he sets a slow pace.

"I told you she was pretty," Shikaku peeps up, his hand falling to my pussy too, fingertips rubbing against my clit. His free hand jumps up, clinging to my throat and giving it a soft squeeze before climbing up to my face and cupping my cheeks. "Wider, Sweet Girl. Show Inoichi that sweet face you make when you want to suck my dick."

I do as I'm told, opening my mouth and letting my tongue slide out. Inoichi lets out a hissy breath, his fingers picking up their pace. His head dips down for a second, lips brushing against my ear as he talks. "Your face would be even prettier covered in my cum, do you know that?"

"Yes, Chief Yamanaka," I murmur, my mind going numb from the two men helping my orgasm build.

My answer gets me an approving hum. "Let's test our Shikaku's toy," he mumbles, curling his fingers a few times before pulling them out of me. Inoichi's fingers are shoved into my mouth, thrusting in and out of my mouth. "Be a 'sweet girl' and suck yourself off my fingers," he orders, mocking Shikaku's nickname for me. Again, I do as I'm told, sucking my juices of his fingers as my tongue rubs against them.

The Commander replaces his friend, three of his fingers thrusting into me as his thumb continues toying with my clit. I moan around Inoichi, my thighs pressed against him harder as my orgasm threatens to tip over. "No, you don't get to finish," he tells me, ripping his fingers out of my mouth before tugging Shikaku's touch from my pussy.

"Hey!" I pout, my hands shooting forward to grip his shirt. "That's not fair. You're being mean."

"I'm not being mean. I'm just not spoiling you as Shikaku does. You'll survive," he tells me, the hand in my hair going gentle and massaging my scalp. The hand not in my hair grips his dick, lining it up to me. Inoichi tests the waters, poking his tip in and out of me two or three times. His hand tightens in my hair again as he pushes himself in me, slowly inching until the whole of him is stretching me out. "Be a good toy and watch," he orders, using his grip on my hair to move my sight down to our connection.

As Inoichi fucks me, Shikaku goes back to playing with my tits. He tugs on my nipples, making them ache before he lets go of them, so they bounce in the way he likes. He praises me too, like I've grown used to over the past couple of days. "You're doing so good, Sweet Girl. Look at you, taking Inoichi so well. I'm so proud of you! You're doing amazing. Do you hear me? Are you paying attention?"

"Yes... yes, Commander," I stumble out, my focus on his friend repeatedly disappearing into me.

The sight makes me clench, getting another hissed breath from Inoichi. "Damn it, if you keep doing that I'm... damn it, toy," he groans, snapping my head back up as his body weight leans against me, and in turn, I lean into Shikaku.

Inoichi's head hurries into my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin into my throat. "That hurts," I whine, my hands climbing up his shirt to grab hold of his long blonde hair. I pull on the strands, trying to get him to detach as the pain of his bite blossoms faster. "Chief Yamanaka. Let go," I continue to whine, tugging on his ponytail again as tears prickle my eyes.

He huffs but does release my skin from between his teeth. "You've turned her into a crybaby," Inoichi grumbles, causing a smile to form in Shikaku's kisses.

"Well, ya. I like it when she cries."

"Pervert," the Chief mumbles, kisses coating the bite mark I'm sure is present on my neck. "Are you on birth control, toy?"

"Yes, Chief," I mumble, loosening my hold on his hair but not letting it go.

     "That's a good girl. Good girl," he coos, his thrusts getting sloppy, quickly followed by the warmth of his cum filling me. Despite Inoichi finishing, he keeps pumping into me, shoving his semen deeper into me for another couple of thrusts. "Good... good girl," he mumbles again, resting against me, his soaked cock pressed into my thigh again, coating my skin with our mixed mess.

      "Good job. You did such a good job. You're so sweet," Shikaku coos, not-so-secretly trying to shove his friend off of me. Someone is impatient for their turn. "Are you going to be sweet for me too? I bet you are, I know you are," he continues, getting an eye roll from Inoichi.

     Hands from both of the men wander over me, groping at my chest, my legs, my hair, and my neck, as they switch places. Inoichi settles in the desk chair, a hand massaging my waist as the other leans my head back. "Keep your eyes on me again, okay?"

     "Yes, Chief." I think Inoichi likes being the center of attention.

     Shikaku settles on his knees, arms tucked under my legs as he litters my legs in kisses. "You're going to make her rotten if you keep spoiling her," Inoichi tells him, tugging me backward a bit.

     "So? You think she's too young for me, so what do you care?" Shikaku bites back, pulling me forward before dipping his head, set on going down on me despite his friend's mess still very present on and in me.

"Well, I can't bitch at you about it anymore," Inoichi grumbles, sinking his teeth into me again. This time he focuses on littering my shoulders with bite marks instead of my shoulder.

Shikaku starts on my thigh, licking up the mess left behind by the Yamanaka Chief before he switches to my pussy. "You'd taste a lot better with my cum leaking out of you," he mumbles, sliding his tongue through my folds before dipping into my hole. He laps at me, cleaning me out and occasionally teasing my clit.

"Commander," I whine, sliding my hands through the neatly laid out roots of his hair before colliding with his ponytail.

He hums in acknowledgment, eyes glancing up as he laps at me again, a long slow line being pressed into my pussy. "Commander," I call again, my orgasm building up.

Shikaku chuckles, pulling away from me and letting my orgasm clash away, not in a good way for once. "You heard Inoichi. You don't get to finish," he chuckles, plopping a kiss on my clit before softly sucking on it. "If you want to finish you have to wait for him to tell you so."

I pout as Shikaku climbs to his feet, the two older men chuckling as I squirm around. "I got to get going, I told Ino I'd met her for dinner," Inoichi murmurs, gripping my chest roughly as his fingers dig into my skin, threatening to decorate them with more bruises. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

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     I almost skip down the street in excitement, Shikaku and Inoichi in tow behind me. If I've learned one thing through messing with an older man, more so a chief, it's that he has deep pockets and an inability to tell me no. Hence, the sulky man and his retriever friend following me down the road to the bar.

     They insisted on inviting Choza. Probably not the best idea to invite my chief but he is their friend, so it is what it is. Plus, it means I had the opening to invite Shino to come drink too. Aside from Naruto, Shino is one of my closest friends, and unlike Naruto, he can handle his alcohol relatively well.

     My closeness to the polar opposites is also why they were brought up in my fight with Shikamaru. He always insisted that something must be going on between one of them and me. Talk about a guilty conscience, huh?

     "Shino!" I cheer when the moody shinobi falls into view. "Shino! Shino! Shino!" I continue, slamming him into a hug, a hmph coming from the man when his back collided with the wall.

     "Hello," he murmurs, hands tight around my forearms and pushing me backward. "You are rather cheery. If I had to guess, the reason being your habit of 'pre-gaming', yes?"

     "How'd you guess?" I ask, eyes flickering back to check Shikaku's and Inoichi's placement. I'm pleasantly surprised when they're right behind me.

     "Like I said, you're cheery. Plus you're wearing a skirt. You tend to need a little 'liquid courage' to feel confident enough to go out in one," Shino mumbles, one of his hands jumping up to shove his fingertips into the bite mark left behind by Inoichi yesterday. "I do not care about your... relations," he says, stressing the last word as his eyes flicker towards Shikaku. "But please respect yourself enough not to leave remedies of them behind. Just because your father was not appealing does not mean you're not appealing."

     "That was a very long way to say I have daddy issues," I tease, tugging away from Shino's touch in search of Shikaku's instead. I get what I want, an aware Commander sliding a hand around my hips and tugging me against him. "Shots, shots, sh-sh-sh-shots," I mutter to myself, letting Shikaku lead the small group of us four inside.

     The bar is buzzing with the usual Saturday night drinking feast. People dancing around, the overwhelming smell of liquor, and the even more overwhelming sound of loud music. Not really the drinking experience Shino and I go for most of the time. Oh well, it'll be a nice change of pace.

     The mane of red hair my chief has stands out in the crowd, making it easy to find him. Shikaku leads us that way, the two older men chatting with each other as Shino's head is spinning on over time. "I won't be staying long," he mutters, hand shooting forward to grip the collar of my shirt. Shikaku's eyes flicker to the side before he turns back to his conversation, fingertips dipping under my shirt to massage my hip bones.

     "You don't have to stay at all if you don't want to," I tell Shino, flipping my head backward to smile at him.

"Of course he does! What kind of party would it be without Shino?" Choji's voice rings out, his head out from around his father.

Chief Akimichi turns around, greeting his friends, and giving a view to the rest of the people present at the table. Sat at the table is his son, Choji. Along with Shikamaru and the blonde girl he's been seeing. Thank you, Lord, that Ino isn't here but screw you for making Shikamaru be here.

"Come sit down!" Choji calls, ushering Shino and me forward. Well, tonight is going to suck ass. Shikaku squeezes me a few times before letting me go. Reluctantly I move forward, Shino trailing behind me as I slide into a chair. "So..." Cho says, dragging out the word as he stirs whatever is in his cup. "You're fucking Shika's dad and he's fucking Temari. Are you going after all our dads? Are you going to fuck Inoichi next?"

Shino pushes an amused breath out of his nose as Choji chuckles at his joke. "I'm just kidding," He adds, courtesy of Shikamaru's glaring at him. "That would be crazy."

"Ya, so crazy," I mutter, a nervous laugh spilling out from me. Shikamaru shoots another glare, this time aimed at me followed by Shino glaring at the shadow boy.

My eyes jump around the group of people. A pissed-off Shikamaru, an overly amused with-the-situation Choji, an uncomfortable Temari, and an unamused Shino shooting me a look from across the table, great. Tonight is going to be amazing.

When my eyes settle on the group of older men, I calm down a bit. Inoichi is laughing his ass off as the chief is telling him something. Shikaku is nodding along to the conversation but his eyes are stuck on me. When our sights cross, he gives me a soft smile. Maybe tonight won't be so bad after all.

Once chief Akimichi finishes talking, the small group joins us at the table. The chief settles in the chair next to his son, the other two men sliding into place on either side of me, making my face heat up and my hormones churn as memories of yesterday filter in and out of my mind.

Inoichi's hand gripping my knee before crawling up my leg doesn't help any, nor does Shikaku's hand sliding under my shirt, trialing up and down my lower spine.

"Anyway kiddo," chief Akimichi starts, his focus on me. "Despite the... mess, I'm happy Shikamaru and you could both move on," he tells me, his usual big cheesy smile on his face.

Shikamaru rolls his eyes, dropping an arm around his girl and pulling her closer before whispering in her ear. Shino catches on right away, another pointed look shot at my ex before he turns towards me. "You want to do shots right?" He asks, a rare smile on his face as he looks at me.

"You know it! Why? Are you going to do one with me?"

"I'm going to get a plater for the table so I guess so."

I jump around in my chair, clapping my hands in excitement. "Yay! Shino is going to get lit with me!"

"No, I'm not, but I'll stay for a little longer than I planned to." I let out another round of excitement, getting a kiss pressed behind my ear by Shikaku, another rare smile from Shino, and a squeeze to my thigh by Inoichi.

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Shino waves once more from the door of the bar, I wave in return before he slips out of it, officially leaving me with the three chiefs. After a couple of drinks, Temari and Shikamaru left, not before he made it obvious what their home plans were; another flat attempt to piss me off. Choji left a little while after so he 'could be as fresh as a daisy for his date with Karui'.

     "Just another drink or two and then we can go home too, Sweet Girl," Shikaku tells me, his fingertips dipping down my back, sliding under the waistband of my skirt to play with the band of my panties. He toys with it for a while before tugging on it, inching it up to tighten it against my body.

     I space out, enjoying the feeling of Shikaku messing with me and the soft circles Inoichi rubs into my inner thigh, the conversation between the three chiefs going in one ear and out the other. When Shikaku is done messing with me, his hand falls to my thigh, moving it to spread my legs apart further.

     My eyes flicker up, settling in his face as I try to figure out what he's doing. His eyes shift down, looking back at me as he taps his fingers against my skin. Soon, Shikaku's head dips down too, being pressed to my ear. "One, make a single sound and I'll make you scream all night. Two, if you want to cum you still need to ask Inoichi for permission."

     "Commander," I whine softly, gripping his wrist as his hand slides off my leg, softly running across my panties, and quickly stirring up arousal. "Commander," I call a little louder, trying to shake his hand to get his attention. He ignores me, adding a bit of pressure to the circles he's drawing on my panties.

     I try closing my legs, squeezing his hand between my thighs. Shikaku's head snaps towards me, a warning look shoot my way. "Knock your shit off," he grumbles dipping his head down again, brushing a kiss to my lips before his focus shifts to my ear again. "I'm being nice by being discreet. I could not be discreet. I could walk us through the bar and drag you into the bathroom so everyone knows what's going on. I could fuck you in the alleyway like the leftovers my son seems to think you are. Or, you could be a Sweet Girl and leave your legs open."

     Slowly I let my legs fall open and Shikaku jumps right back in. His finger pokes at my whole, pushing my panties in a bit before he rubs at my clit again. "Shikaku," I hiss, biting back a moan.

     "Do you want me to let you guys go? It seems that my little clan mate is tired," chief Akimichi teases, chuckling at his joke.

     "No, she’s just being a drag right now," Shikaku grumbles, fingertips sliding over my panties, toying with me even more before two of his fingers dip into me. "She'll stop complaining in a couple of minutes. Just ignore her." Inoichi glances at him, Shikaku's eyes dropping down, followed by his friend's.

     A smug smile appears on Inoichi's face as he turns back towards the conversation. His fingers slide towards my cunt too, wasting no time sliding under my panties. It takes a moment but the men find their pace. Shikaku's fingers dip in, then pull out, my emptiness lasting less than a second before Inoichi's dip into me, then thrust out to repeat the cycle.

     My legs jerk around as my orgasm builds, my needs building even more as Shikaku starts rubbing my clit again. "Chief Yamanaka," I whine, my hands clinging to his arm, tugging him down so I can whisper in his ear. "Please? I want to cum."

     "No," he mutters, sitting up straight again.

     My nails dig into his arm, trying to tug him down again but this time I don't get what I want. "Inoichi," I hiss, my orgasm building up weaker than I can stop it. "Come on."

     They both ignore me, their focus fully on continuing their dumb conversation with chief Akimichi about the crop intake this year. I keep tugging in his arm, squirming and whiney between muffled moans and tongue bites to try and get his attention again. "Stop ignoring me!" I whisper angrily, hands jumping up to tug on his hair.

     Shikaku's free hand shoots forward, taking hold of my wrists and pressing them against my stomach. "Sweet Girl," he coos, back to whispering in my ear. "Try that shit again and I'll bend your ass over the table and beat it until it hurts to sit." The threat does it for me, my pussy clenching around the fingers he thrusted into on his turn. "What a drag," he mutters, tearing his fingers out of me.

     Inoichi looks a bit confused before he thrusts his fingers into me again. My disobedience is rewarded with a soft glare before he rubs his fingers through my folds, scooping up my mess. His fingers slide under my shirt, rubbing my mess into my stomach. When Shikaku catches on he does the same thing.

     Once my mess is finished being rubbed into my stomach, Inoichi stands up from his chair, followed by Shikaku standing and tugging me up with him. "Alright, we'll see you tomorrow," Inoichi says, goodbyes traded between all of us.

     Shikaku's hand falls to the waistband of my skirt again, toying with it as he leads me out of the bar. "Hey, toy," Inoichi mumbles, his hands grabbing my arms as we make our way through the crowded bar. "When we get back to the house, I'm going to punish you until you're crying for forgiveness," he whispers in my ear before letting me go. The thought makes me tingle, and the thought of me crying makes Shikaku's grip tighter. I’m sure his pants are just as tight thinning about my tearful babbling cries.

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[skyahri]

How They Found Out |Naruto Boys X Reader| HC

Part Two Masterlist Ko-fi

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Shikamaru Nara, Kakashi Hatake

Summary: How your relationship ended up being revealed.

Warnings: Naruto's is short af because he's an open book. Deal with it. NSFW themes. Mentions of sex and being caught.

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Sasuke Uchiha

You'd been together for about a year at this point. In the beginning, you'd agreed to keep it hush-hush until you'd figured things out.

Before you knew it, it'd been more than six months since your first date, and it was still secret. You enjoyed the privacy of it, but didn't enjoy hiding things from your friends.

So you decided to stop actively keeping it a secret and instead allow things to come out naturally.

But that was six months ago and still no one knew.

Sasuke hated PDA and no one had asked either of you about relationship stuff, so it was still quiet.

That is until today.

You two were victims of Narutos' lack of boundaries and awareness.

It was late at night, about 11pm, you were in Sasuke's apartment.

He was drilling into you, his hands holding down your legs and mouth connected to your neck.

You were too busy enjoying the all encompassing feeling of him fucking you, and he was too busy ravaging you to hear Naruto enter the front door.

Suddenly, the bedroom door swings open. Narutos face very quickly goes from his usual happy-go-lucky to a horrified, dramatic look.

Sasuke is quick to cover you with the sheets before he yells at Naruto to get the Hell out.

Naruto is already way ahead of him, bolting straight out the front door and to God knows where.

After that, it wasn't long before the whole village knew. Honestly, once Gai found out, there was no one who didn't know.

Naruto Uzumaki

Find out? Ha! There is no finding out because he immediately told anyone and everyone the second you agreed to a date.

If he did somehow manage to keep it quiet, it really wouldn't be long until it got out.

Hes just so... excited to be with you.

He likes showing you off like a prize. He likes going on dates and holding your hand and loudly proclaiming that you're his.

You don't mind, of course.

Shikamaru Nara

You two lay around together most days. A while back, you shared a kiss, and it very VERY slowly escalated from there.

It was almost six months before you actually had sex.

Mostly because he'd somehow rationalized kissing was "just something you guys did" and didn't require any extra thought.

The sex was amazing. Slow and passionate, just like you'd expect from the lazy Nara.

And so things continued on like that. A relationship had formed, but it was never something either of you talked about.

You liked his parents and they liked you. You'd help his mom with dinner some nights and played Shogi with Shikaku. They didn't question your relationship either.

Things stayed on the down low for almost eighteen months before someone finally brought up something regarding his romantic life.

"So, Shikamaru, who was your first kiss?" Choji asked one night in the bath house.

The question caught him off guard since he wasn't usually included in these types of conversations. (They mostly assumed he wasn't interested in women, or something like that.)

"Hm? Oh, Y/N."

Cue the silence. Then total chaos.

"What?? When was this?" Kiba asked.

"I don't know... sometime around the solstice last year."

That sparked a lot of questions from his friends, only some of which he'd answered.

The guys relayed all the information to the girls the next day, where they then went and hounded you for answers.

Despite all of your friends knowing about your relationship, nothing changed between you and Shikamaru.

You just stayed... whatever it is you were.

Kakashi Hatake

Gai, Kurenai, and Iruka all had their suspicions about you two but had nothing to back it up. It's been years at this point, yet they still come up empty-handed.

That is, until Kakashi’s students decided they were interested in his love life, and began to poke around.

It's after the war; Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke are fully grown adults, but something is just so tempting about reverting to their youthful days of trying to spy on their sensei.

Kakashi is all for it, partially because he's glad his students are getting along again, and partially because he's grown tired of keeping secrets.

This is something he discusses with you, and as he predicted, you're completely on board.

You gradually make yourself seen with Kakashi over the next week- leaving the Hokage tower with him, getting dinner with him, and even allowing him to walk you to his apartment.

The kids watch all of this happen, but there's no evidence that actually proves anything, just like Gai sensei had told them in the beginning.

So they continue to stalk you two around the village. They're better at it than when they were little, but it's still pretty easy to spot them.

At the end of the week, when you're sure all three of them are watching, Kakashi kisses you in front of your front door.

You watch as they all zip away, surely off to meet up or possibly report back to your friends.

You and Kakashi can only laugh.

[chocolatetheoristcloud]

Send me your requests (heart breaker edition!💔)

Meaning you send me angst Reader x character requests and I'll do it

Rules:

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Characters:

Shikamaru Nara

Sasuke

Shikaku

Madara

I look forward to breaking your heart 💞

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cw // drug use, alcohol, nsfw, smoking, age gap ( both are adults ! )

TW // MENTIONS OF TRANSPHOBIA, ADDICTION, PAST TRUAMA, SELF HARM.

💉 this series may not be for the faint of heart nor for the easily offended. please read with caution. this is your final warning.

please read my author’s note at the end!

just keep drinking.

you constantly tell yourself that as the cold glass bottle made your fingers numb, the burning taste of his vodka kissed your lips making them itch a bit. The cooler air bit your skin. despite it being a june evening with the usually humid and blistering days of summer.

but no matter how many bottles you drink, or how much sex you have with random older men or woman, nothing could satisfy your need to feel. numbness has taken over your days, to the point of desperation to feel something even if it stung a little. from smoking a bit of weed or downing bottle after bottles of vodka and liquor, to ending up in the back of allies nearly passing out, you never found a limit in the things you do. it was too addicting and exciting for you to quit, even if you knew it was killing you slowly. you find yourself paralyzed from panic attacks and manic episodes, stuck to the floor like you were a part of it. you’d wait and wait with silent but stupid hope of someone finding you, maybe physically, but never finding you.

standing up, the oversized shirt you had on moved a bit, revealing your boy shorts that could already be undergarments due to how much it revealed. you walk back through the sliding door that leads into shikaku’s room, where you find him sitting up and smoking a cigarette. his back was turned, showing off his large tattoos marked all over him, it’s no wonder why you fell so hard for the old man.

“am i interrupting something?” you asked quite loudly, making him jump a bit.

“jesus, you scared me…” he chuckled a bit when he realized it was just his lover.

you quickly crawled into bed, ultimately landing onto his lap. Immediately, you felt his hands roam your body, not surprising considering how handsy he is. he leans closer to you, where you’d snatch his cigarette out of his mouth and take a long drag on it, blowing smoke into his face. he then fell back onto the pillows, taking you down with him, crashing into the white sheets. due to your rowdy nature with him, you didn’t realize your shirt was riding up your body until it was up to your chest, revealing your scars. shikaku stopped for a while, and his hands began to explore your upper body, his fingers landing on your scars from your transition at sixteen. while others may find them fascinating, they hold memories that burn into your brain. nights of endless fights with your parents who did everything in their power to keep you from transitioning, to the deadnaming of the name that’s long forgotten in your head, eventually ending in you being disowned and kicked to the curb. well, that wasn’t really the reason, it would have been the least severe at least.

you were lost in your thoughts, until you felt something heavy on top of you. you looked up to see him crawling onto you, one hand on the back of your neck and the other on your waist as he pulled you onto your side. The blanket covering your body slipped downwards, revealing your curves and scars from childhood. now nearly every inch of your body is exposed. you watched as shikaku drags the tip of his fingers, tracing your figure gently. chills running up and down your body, leaving you flushed in the face and goosebumps raising in your skin. it left you confused if you were aroused or the effects of the vodka were kicking in.

“C’mere love..”

Like an obedient dog, you immediately shuffled into his arms, while he lifted you onto his lap until you straddled him. His hands landed on your bare waist as he stripped you of your clothing completely, the animalistic nature nearly made them tear. The grip he had on your hips made you sore and the skin bruised, but none of that mattered as you kept grinding against shikaku, desperate for any spark of friction. Your lips crashed against his, teeth and tongue grinding against one another. Felt like everytime, he got rougher and rougher in the sheets, his hunger for pleasure never died down. The taste of cigarettes and whisky filled your mouth, how disgustingly addicting it was. Didn’t matter how many times he fucked you, you could never get enough from him. you don’t know how, but intimacy with him blossomed a need for more from him inside you, stronger than any drug or alcohol you ingested.

he was a drug. one you can never get enough of, leaving you hooked.

The sheets felt hot against your skin, combating the chilly air of his room. Shikaku’s harsh bites against your neck made your body shake in pleasure, but a stinging pain struck your core. Your mind couldn’t help but feel shame for your antics with a man ten years older than you. the taboo nature of it all made your skin crawl with excitement and fear, the potential humiliation would strangle you like a noose. Though, that humiliation was nothing new. The heat in your body made your mind hazy as your older lover pushed you into the sheets, his mouth still latched onto your neck. you could feel his painful bulge through the thin, soft material of his boxers. as the vodka ran through your veins and into your head, your grip on his hair tightened. tugging hard from the excitement. The alcohol fueled haze only got heavier with the suffocating heat and your mind went dark.

Lost in shameful and disgusting lust, only for the aftermath to linger when dawn broke.

“Fuck, not again..”

You could only mutter to yourself, the smoke spilled from your lips as each word punched out another puff. The sunrise was barely visible through your heavy lids and wild bangs in your face, your hair wild from last night's session. Small mats tangled together to make bothersome hairballs, all from days of neglect. Really, it wasn’t anything new, you're quite used to the neglect on your body. Unknown bruises spotted your skin, bloody bandaids littered your arms and thighs, one even on your jawline. The eyebags and dark circles deepened your eyes, leaving them sore and making it hard to keep them open. Little things weighing you down.

The few medicine besides a couple bandaids and stinging rubbing alcohol, the sex and drugs that kept you alive in the head only fueled your frenzy for more. Vodka and weed became melatonin for you, cigarettes stained your tongue and pills a nameless doctor prescribed you became a grip on reality. Your mind replayed these thoughts over and over like a messed up snuff film. You took a long and quite hard drag on the cigarette you took from Shikaku’s pack, almost choking on the thick smog. Your head turned to him, sleeping soundly, clearly last night did quite a number on him.

“Hm, too rough on you?”

You asked, not loud enough for him to hear you. Your eyes remained on the sleeping beast besides you, his hair long and scattered all over his face and shoulders. The smell of cigarettes and vodka buried in his skin, filling your nose until its taste stung your tongue. The man reeks of his venom. Shikaku’s groans filled the room, as he finally woke up from his sleep, eyes immediately landing on you.

“morning sweets..” he chuckles out, the sight of you already making him smiley, or that could be the afterglow of the alcohol.

his hand reached out until it landed on your thigh, gently squeezing it as he slowly got up, shifting closer to you. his arm snaked around your waist, slightly pulling you until you fell onto his shoulder. smoke swirls around your hand from the burning cigarette. despite the clear words for no romantic ties with the old man, you couldn’t help but feel warmth in his arms, the only warmth you could have felt in years. not from your parents, your exes or your hookups, but a rando. it was embarrassingly tragic, but what else could you do?

you had no home, no relatives to go to, very few friends, and a reputation that forever drags you in the dirt.

the comfort and touch shikaku gives you was something you yearned desperately, even if it meant crawling in bed with him. not caring about the large age gap or his sleeping son downstairs, the harmless drinking turns into rough sex that would leave it’s burns onto your tender skin. sin strung you like a noose, it’s grip growing tighter and tighter till the string snaps. a cycle that traps both of you, it’s torturous afterglow binds the two of you. he was everything you wanted, but everything you hated.

“something the matter?” shikaku snaps you out of your trance, but your eyes remain away from his.

“i’ll be leaving tonight..” you immediately spat out. leaving, as in crash in another shitty motel for a week or two, before coming crawling back to him. you hate to burden your lover with so much, no matter how much he says otherwise. the mind batters you with cruel remarks and faults crashing onto you, combined with the blurry memories of your days in your parent’s home. the days where you counted and urged your eighteenth birthday, days where kindness and tenderness were forgin to you, days where your room was a tomb where you rested and blocked out the outside. how your heart hurt every time you even hear their footsteps.

“i don’t know where i’ll be tonight, hopefully somewhere close..” you continued. “just in case you know…”

shikaku’s face shifted, his hardened expressions softened. he couldn’t really respond, knowing full well he knew it was for the better. all he could do was plant a kiss on your temple, a silent gesture. while your sympathy drowned out, you always had a soft spot for the old man. his stupid smile and those scares that marked his face and body made your stomuch flutter a bit. even on your worst nights, where your mind falls into a drunken haze and a drug fuled frenzy, he never once abandoned you. never left you to die.

but he was only a meer hookup, someone who took pity and let you stay. temporary, you’d say. a necessary vessel for a better life. that’s how you see everyone who even benefits you in the smallest ways. even if you don’t make it to twenty one.

so why stay?

a/n: i hope yall liked this so far, it’s my first actual series on this account. please understand however, this fic ( again ) will become harder to read as chapter come out. the subject matter in requim isnt for a lighthearted or those who may be easily disturbed. more tw’s will be placed as the fic goes on. please continue with caution and click off or drop the series as a whole if you genuinely cannot handle it. this is my only warning ( this will be placed in the masterlist as well. )

[darkside-writing]

Spoiled

WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY, Incestuous relationship, dubcon(?), manipulation, slight infantilization, oral sex (M receiving), female pronouns

Pairing: Father!Shikamaru Nara x Daughter!Reader

Words: 3.7K

The moment Shikamaru learned of your existence he knew that he would do absolutely anything within his power to protect you. Despite being a teen father Shikamaru accepted fatherhood with effortless ease, taking on the role of caregiver and protector naturally. While Shikaku was admittedly disappointed in his son being reckless, he soon accepted this outcome and supported his son’s choices. Your conception came from a simple one night stand with a girl from an unknown clan, she had visited Konoha to attend a festival where they met briefly. While the revelation of getting a one night stand pregnant should have angered the Shadow Nin, he accepted the responsibility of his actions quickly. Shikamaru did not have any feelings for the foreign woman, he only used her pussy once just to temporarily satiate his needs. They would eventually sit down together to agree that a relationship was not viable. However, Shikamaru did push for her to bring the pregnancy to term so he would raise his child on his own. It would not be long before the pregnancy flew by and you were left with the single father to raise on his own.

Fatherhood became something Shikamaru embraced. He practically spoiled you rotten, never having the heart to deny his princess of anything. The Nara was especially weak to your tears. Once those crystal drops brimmed your eyes, Shikamaru would have thrown himself onto the blade if it made them go away. Your childhood would soon breeze by and eventually lead you becoming the young, beautiful woman he sees now. Shikamaru would be lying if he did not feel a swell of pride whenever he saw you. Your beauty is something that Shikmaru knew drew attention to all around you no matter where you went. However, he would also have to admit that the Nara genius also skipped your pretty little brain. Don’t get him wrong, Shikamaru loves you regardless of your intelligence. However, he just knows that your naivete is something that he would have to keep a close eye on. He doesn’t want any boys to take advantage of you. Which is why when you approach your papa and bring the news of your new boyfriend, the older Nara is completely stunned. Even more so when you tell him it is Naruto’s very son that you are dating.

Of course he knew that someday you would get boyfriends, he isn’t blind to your attractiveness. Like a young minx seducing every man that crosses her path, her papa was also affected by it. Shikamaru, feigning as much boredom as he could, brushes off his princess’ news of her boyfriend. However, anyone who knew the Nara could easily see the turmoil building inside. It was much too early for you to be dating! He is also no fool to what all boys are after, he was once one with the same mindset as well. It leaves a bad taste in the Shadow Nins mouth at the thought of his precious daughter losing her virginity to Naruto’s son, or any boy for that matter. No one is good enough for his daughter, they do not deserve the honor of getting to stretch open her virginal walls with their pathetic cocks.

Yet as Shikamaru thought over and over about the prospect of you having sex with other boys, a peculiar bubble formed in his chest at the idea of being your first. It is disgusting and immoral but he can’t get rid of the feeling of arousal at the idea. So what if he was the one to take your virginity? No other man could take care of you like he can. He is more than experienced enough to guide you through the throes of passion.

Shikamaru curses as he feels his cock stir at the very mental image of spreading your legs open, exposing your perfect virginal pussy to him. Your little twitching clit just begging for him to suck and lick to your first orgasm. He would also rather take it to his death bed than admit he has masturbated over his daughter before. With a frustrated sigh Shikamaru unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, springing up at full attention against his abdomen. The tip is drooling precum and a thick engorged vein pumping blood travels underneath the shaft. He needs to make this quick before you come home. It has been so long since he has been buried in a tight wet pussy, ever since you were born he has sworn off any relationships. With practiced calloused hands wrapped around his member, he brings his hand up the thick shaft in a slow motion before stopping. His palm teasingly squeezes the tip of his cock before sliding down his shaft again, repeating the motion in a hasty jerk off session. His balls ache from how full they are that it has him going feral at the thought of depositing his entire load inside your young pussy. Oh Gods how he wished he wasn’t a sick pervert, jerking off to the thought of his own flesh and blood.

“Shit..” he cursed underneath his breath as he stroked his cock in a hasty rhythm. Desperate to drain his balls before his baby girl came home to find her perverted daddy masturbating. With a mental image of you in his mind, he quickly found release all over his hand. Thick cum oozing over his cock that began growing soft, leaving Shikamaru in post-climactic haze as his mind comes to terms with the fact that he just masturbated to his own daughter. He lights a cigarette to take off the edge of his sins before getting up to clean himself up.

Later that night when you returned home on your first date with Naruto’s son, he could tell something was on your mind. Usually you filled their small home with mindless chatter and giggles, yet he could clearly see on your face that something was wrong. It filled Shikamaru with rage at the thought of Naruto’s son offending you, or worse, making you do something you did not want to. His mind quickly becomes dark with the idea of you being forced to perform any sexual acts without your consent. This is the exact reason he was so overbearing when raising you, he knew how easy it was to manipulate your little dumb mind.

“Princess..” Shikamaru said sternly, as he watched you pick at your dinner plate with a crestfallen face. You have not eaten a bite of the dinner he prepared for the both of you. You perked up at your papa’s voice, as if finally noticing the other presence at the dinner table. “Yes, papa?” you answered quietly, wide-doe eyes falling onto your father sitting across from you. Your reply brings a mental sigh of relief to him, at least you are finally talking. He knows you like the back of his hand and probably better than you know yourself.

“How did your date go with that Uzumaki kid?” he asked delicately, quizzical eyes watching for any facial expression. He could tell that you were holding back by the way you avoided his gaze and bit your lip nervously. “It went well, papa..”

He hummed at your response but was still unsatisfied with the answer. He wanted to know exactly what happened during your time out with that boy. He can obviously tell this was a subject you were not comfortable with, and normally he would have backed off to avoid your tears. Shimakaru had to press further to get to the bottom of why his princess was not smiling anymore. With a pointed look towards you Shimakaru patted his lap, a signal for you to take a seat on his thigh just like you always did so obediently. Getting up from your seat you sat your plush bottom onto your papa’s lap and looked up at him meekly, awaiting whatever lecture your daddy always gave you when it came to boys or things he deemed too “grown up” for you. Shikamaru wraps a strong arm around your waist and looks deep into your eyes,

“You can’t fool me, princess. Tell papa exactly what happened.” he said sternly. Shikamaru watched as you twiddled your thumbs together, avoiding his authoritative gaze. It was practically impossible to lie to your papa. Many years of trying have led to you learning that your papa is the smartest man in Konoha, nothing gets by him. However, he can feel that he is on the edge of discovery when he watches your chest heave with burgeoned submission. “It’s embarrassing, papa.” you admitted finally. Shikamaru was almost stunned, he had never known his daughter to hold anything back from him. You have always been open and honest to him, never shying away from your papa no matter what. It was unusual that you were holding back this time, especially after your date with that Uzumaki kid. It only reaffirms to the Shadow Nin that this needed to be addressed immediately.

“You know you can tell me anything, baby, right? We have no secrets.” Shikamaru reaffirms, heart thumping inside his chest at his promise. “You can always tell papa anything, no matter what it is.” His tone is soft and reassuring, instead of that indifferent one he uses around everyone else.

You sighed and nodded at Shikamaru’s words, feeling comforted by his promise of no judgment. With a deep breath you opened your mouth to tell your papa what was bothering you. Revealing in detail how Naruto’s son had brought you to a nice dinner date before things began to heat up quickly. His fingers found their way into her panties as he fingered her under the restaurant table. It was a feeling she never felt before, being stuffed with fingers inside her virgin cunny. However, she was upset because she did not feel any release at all. She creamed over his fingers but did not reach that orgasm awaiting over the edge. It was unsatisfying and left the poor girl feeling stressed out from not getting any release.

Shikamaru listened to every word of his daughter’s confession. It burned him inside that the Uzumaki kid made such a brazen move on his daughter, especially on the first date. The boy’s unskilled fingers inside his daughter made the older Nara’s frown deepen. Of course boys like him know nothing about pleasuring a woman. All they care about is getting their rocks off and leaving afterwards. However, that will just have to wait for another time as he thought about his poor little girl being sexually frustrated.

“Baby, why don’t you let your papa sort you out?” Shikamaru asked gently, as if approaching a small animal in a trap. He wanted to make sure it was completely your choice before even thinking about taking actions. Shikamaru was hesitant with his proposal, hoping that you would not scurry off from his sight at his perverse request. The very thought of you never looking at him again is enough to make the lazy man panic internally. It stunned you that your papa made such a proposition, isn’t it wrong to let daddies play with their little girls’ bodies? Yet, the more you pondered it, the idea just makes sense! No one has ever provided for you like your papa has, or ever will. It only makes sense to you that your papa should be the one to take your virginity.

Without any hesitation you nodded at your papa’s request, the very thought of him helping you with your first orgasm bringing a rush of excitement through your body. Shikamaru leaned back on the chair and laid you against his chest, spreading your thighs apart easily. Your short skirt doing nothing to hide those cute panties peeking out underneath.

“Show papa where it hurts, baby.”

Spreading your thighs over your papa’s lap, you pulled your frilly panties aside to finally show your weeping pussy, all wet and twitchy from the tension of what is to come. Shikamaru sucked in a breath at the sight of his daughter’s pussy, finally having the one thing he has longed for right in front of his eyes. His tongue peeked out and licked his dry lips at the very sight, cock already throbbing in his pants pushing against your plush bottom. He takes a finger and swipes it against your slit, testing the waters for your reactions. He is pleased to see how sensitive you are and how you practically jumped in his lap from just a simple touch. It just lets him know that you are such a good girl, probably never masturbated before or know how to play with your pretty pussy.

Shikamaru presses his fingers deeper into your slit, searching for that little button he is just dying to play with. When you gasp and shake in his lap he knows he found exactly what he was looking for. His thumb gently rubs slow circles on your clit, watching intently as your eyes cross at the foregn feeling. Even when Naruto’s son had his fingers buried in her pussy it did not feel nearly as good as her papa playing with her pretty pussy. A crooked smirk appeared on Shikamaru’s face, satisfied with his princess’ reaction to him playing with her virgin body. However, he had to hold himself back from going off the deep end just yet. This was after all your first time, and he wanted to make this as pleasurable as possible, like the good father he is.

“This is your clit, baby. When I rub it like this it feels really really good,” he enunciated while rubbing quick circles around your throbbing clit, accentuating each of his words with the finger actions. You thrashed around your papa’s lap at the sudden intense pleasure, borderline overwhelming from his skilled fingers. It felt so good yet something was building up inside that it made you panic at the feeling. You were a babbling mess as Shikamaru continued his exploration of your pussy, even dipping a single finger inside your virgin pussy, careful of your unbroken hymen. The feeling was too intense and you couldn’t get out any words, just grabbing onto your papa’s forearms to try and warn him of the building pressure. Without any warning you squirted all over Shikamaru’s lap, leaving a wet sticky mess all over his pants.

Shikamaru stared in awe at the mess you created, he has never seen anything more beautiful or sexy in his life. The very sight made his cock throb and ooze precum, desperate for any semblance of relief. He doesn’t recall ever feeling so turned on by any woman he has fucked before, even your own mother. Shikamaru waited until you calmed down from your first orgasm, kissing and sucking on your neck to help bring you down from the intense shock. He pulled his finger from your fluttering hole, coated it in your cream and brought it to his mouth to clean. His mouth practically drooling at the taste of your pussy. Just as he was about to let you off his lap, Shikamaru jerked at the feeling of your small hand pressing against his bulge.

“F-fuck princess! What are you doing?” he gritted through his teeth. It has been so long since anything besides his own hands has touched his cock, even through his pants. You looked up at your papa with those doe-eyes he has always been weak for, “I…I want to make you feel good too,” you can’t help but feel an intense blush come over your face from the confession. You wanted to thank your papa for the pleasure he brought you by returning the favor. Shikamaru was stunned at your words and cursed under his breath once again, since when did you know how to say sexy things like that? He was going to have to lecture you about that later, but right now he has more important matters at hand needing to be taken care of.

“You don’t have to do that, baby. This is only about you,” he replied, trying to take back some semblance of authority after committing such a lewd act with his own daughter. His mind was reeling from the lust he was feeling for you. He patted your butt as a signal for you to get off his lap, his bulge was becoming almost unbearable and needed to be attended once he was alone again. Just when he thought you were going back to your seat to finish eating dinner he watched as you suddenly dropped to your knees, small hands scrambling to lay on top of his thighs, just mere inches from his obvious bulge. “Please, papa… I want to know how to make you feel good,” you responded sultrily, just like the little minx you always were, you knew how to manipulate your daddy to get your way.

Shikamaru was at a crossroad; on one hand, this is the exact moment he has dreamed of. Yet on the other hand, he was your father and someone who vowed to protect you with his very life. However, when has Shikamaru ever been known as a righteous man? He was weak to the touch of an attractive woman, even if it was his own daughter. Not to mention he has never been able to say no to you, and probably could not start now. With a nod, he allows you to unzip his pants and pull his cock out, albeit clumsily. Shikamaru was a patient man, he allowed you to work at your own pace and watched closely as you stared at his aching cock, standing straight up begging for any attention. You looked at his cock bobbing up against his abdomen, it was so thick and huge. You just knew you had to have your papa’s cock inside you and be the one to take your virginity.

With words of encouragement from the Shadow Nin, you took your hand and delicately wrapped it around the base. Your small hand barely fits around the shaft all the way. It made your pussy drip at the feeling of your daddy’s throbbing, heavy cock in your grasp. Shikamaru could sense your hesitation and gently brought a hand behind your head, grasping your hair into a tight ponytail. “Just open your mouth, baby. Let papa fuck your pretty mouth, okay?” No sooner than after opening your mouth Shikamaru pushed the back of your head towards his awaiting cock, easily sliding the thick tip inside your small mouth. The older Nara had to hold himself back from completely fucking your throat raw, the feeling of being inside a wet warm mouth after so many years bringing a feral instinct to surface. However, being the good father he was, the older Nara allowed you to hold his cock in your mouth to get used to the feeling. He sat back in his chair and watched as you explored his cock with your tongue, getting used to the heft and taste. After a while of tasting his cock on your tongue you hummed onto his shaft, a signal that you were ready to continue.

Shikamaru smiled at your reassurance and pushed your head further down his shaft, centimeter by centimeter just to get you used to having something in your throat. He could feel your gag reflex slightly as he held your head tightly in place, just long enough for you to get used to the feeling of his large cock inside your tight throat. After what seemed like hours, Shikamaru was bringing your head up and down on his cock in a steady rhythm. The sound of gargling and drool coating all over his cock filling the room while he fucked your tiny throat. “Fuck baby… just like that. Let papa use your throat like the good girl he knows you are, okay?” he gasped out, jutting his hips in rhythm with fucking your mouth. Your gurgling and muffled moans were all you could reply as tears brimmed your eyes. Being used like this by your father should have been scary at least, but all you could feel was your thighs getting sticky from how much it turned you on. Meanwhile, Shikamaru was losing himself to the feeling of his daughter’s tight little throat.

“Baby, when I cum you have to swallow it all, okay? You should always swallow everything your papa gives you when he breeds your tiny little throat,” he gasped. Both hands were now holding your head tightly as the older Nara fucked into your throat as if it was the best pussy ever. He wanted you to swallow every drop of his cum and deposit it all into your belly. “Don’t let any boys do this to you, okay? Only papa’s should be doing this to their princess’,” Shikamara gritted out, making it clear that only he has the right to play with your body.

You hummed the best you could, with a cock lodged into your throat as a response. You could practically feel your papa’s cock throbbing, a signal of his approaching release. The very thought of your father letting you taste his cum was enough to make you feel light headed. With a few more rough thrusts into your mouth, Shikamaru held your head down at the very base of his cock with your nose buried into his pubic hair as his load shot straight down your throat. The load of cum went straight into your belly, making you feel slightly full and satisfied.

The older Nara held your head down until his cock grew completely soft, gently sliding out of your drool covered mouth. He gently brought you into his lap again as he wiped your mouth clean with his sleeve, whispering affirming words of love and praise into your ear. “You’re such a good girl for your papa. I love you so much, Princess,” Shikamaru whispered. Drowsiness was easily coming over you as you made yourself comfortable in the crook of your papa’s neck. The Shadow Nin looked at the untouched dinner and sighed at the mess he will have to clean up. However, he will just have to focus on that later because he has more important things to attend to. As he wraps an arm under your legs and waist to carry you to your awaiting bed, he can’t help but think about teaching his princess how to accept cock in her virgin pussy next time.