God, I want you" Shikamaru whispere

God, I want you" Shikamaru whispered against the sinuous curve of Neji's throat, his other hand running naughtily over his broad chest, strong abs, navel, fingers brushing past pubic hair and grabbing his turgid member "I want you now" he managed to mutter hoarsely highlighting it with a jerk of his hand against the beautiful swollen shaft.

Neji sighed, his heartbeat speeding up with the sensations, the whole combination of Shikamaru maneuvering his body, knowing each sensitive spot or scar. He breathed deep with the strong caress and the familiar lips drawing open mouth kisses over nape and throat.

The Nara let go his rock hard length and touched smooth thigh, lifting it at the same time his right foot stepped onto the wall, putting the Hyuuga's right leg to rest above his raised knee. He directed himself into Neji's entrance while hard devil-like sucks and kisses were spread all over the pale and delicious neck.

Shikamaru bit down against a buckle of tensed shoulder muscles as his gland forced inwards the first barrier of resistance in haste, making Neji groan discomforted, leaning his head backwards onto the Nara's shoulder, panting as the man forced even deeper, trying to relax the muscles to make it easier for both of them.

The jounin closed his eyes and breathed deep through his parted lips, feeling Shikamaru slip in like a burning dagger, stretching him with his own member.

"I spent the whole day thinking about you" the Nara murmured hoarsely "About how beautiful you are" he thrust forward till he was fully inside and moaned into Neji's ear, making the man shiver with the hoarse sexy tones. The shadow-nin panted harshly trying to control the floss of sensations "You make me feel lickerish" his tongue licked the pale earlobe into his mouth and sucked it at the same time his hand took the neglected length willingly.

"Oh" the small sound fled out Neji's baritone voice, the smart tongue suckling the sensitive point behind his ear, one hand twitching wickedly on his long mane, washing pain and pleasure over his scalp, asking for submission; the other hand corkscrewing his arousal skillfully. "God..."

Neji's taste was one of his favorite flavors. Shikamaru new it from the first time he licked that tasty body. And he was obviously addicted to it, to the way if felt against his tongue. He had no idea what would happen to them, he didn't like thinking about it, because it scared the shit out of him. The simple forethought of losing Neji was way too terrible to think about, so he didn't.

The Nara knew no one could replace their position for the other, but they were ninja, they would never be completely safe nor completely blind to other temptations. They weren't exclusive even both knowing secretly that they would always come back. No lover could ever do what one did to the other.

Because together they were safe, they were peaceful and almost happy. It was like coming back home. It was stronger than any strategy Shikamaru could forecast or any tenketsu Neji could block, because they couldn't preview or thwart that.

Like finding shelter. Like being loved. One can't just stop feeling it.

Neji moaned, the pleasure starting to wash upside down through everywhere, blinding him as each thrust hit against his prostate strongly, sending white bursts inside his frame. God, how he loved when Shikamaru was feeling this motivated.

Porcelain-white fingers grabbed and messed up with Shikamaru's hair, putting it down, his wet shoulder length mane looking like black veins glued to his neck and face. Neji pressed his hips back, meeting each lunge in a strong demand. One of his hand searched back to grab onto hard tanned buttocks, helping his partner in every thrust to do it harder, to go deeper.

Shikamaru maneuvered Neji's hair, making him look back and their lips brush, open and tongues slid together. They pressed their bodies even closer, rolling and sucking moist tongues in a hurry, as if it was the last time they could touch themselves. The Nara caressed the other's scalp at the same time he sped up the motions of his hips and hand, breathing fast between kisses, feeling Neji spasm under his caresses.

The shadow-nin planted his heel firmer against the tiles wall and massaged his way down Neji's head to his neck and then to his broad shoulders, fingering the tension away with light pushes.

"Mmm, that's good" Neji muttered groggily and smiled against Shikamaru's lips, feeling the hand press down his back and turn, smoothing pained ribs and strong chest; the Nara clasped firmly over it and moved inside his lover impetuously. "Oh, oh-"

"Neji..." Shikamaru whispered on the man's ear, heat taking control of both of them, sinuously, impatiently, fiercely, like a cloud of raw desire and anger and need and their bodies were on fire, edging an explosion.

"Ah" the thick and rich sound fled through Neji's lips as soon as pleasure started building up and coiling insanely. God, the world disappeared in front of him, his fingers grabbed on Shikamaru's hair, steading him in place, his nails clutched against tanned round buttock, cutting the wet flesh carelessly.

"Dammit" the Nara howled in pain and pleasure, feeling how Neji squeezed him senseless once, twice and-

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Thiên Chúa, tôi muốn bạn"Shikamaru thì thầm với các đường cong quanh co của cổ họng của Neji, của ông bàn tay khác chạy naughtily trên rộng ngực của mình, mạnh mẽ abs, rốn, ngón tay đánh răng qua lông mu và grabbing của mình thành viên turgid"Tôi muốn bạn bây giờ"ông quản lý để mutter hoarsely đánh dấu nó với một jerk của bàn tay của mình chống lại sưng lên trục đẹp.Neji thở dài, nhịp tim của ông đẩy mạnh với cảm giác, sự kết hợp toàn bộ của Shikamaru vận động cơ thể của mình, biết mỗi điểm nhạy cảm hoặc vết sẹo. Ông hít sâu với lời âu yếm mạnh và quen thuộc môi vẽ những nụ hôn mở miệng nape và cổ họng.Nara buông chiều dài cứng đá của mình và xúc động mịn đùi, nâng nó cùng một lúc ông chân phải bước vào tường, đưa Hyuuga của chân phải để phần còn lại trên đầu gối của mình lớn lên. Ông lãnh đạo mình vào lối vào của Neji trong khi cứng giống như devil sucks và những nụ hôn đã được lan truyền khắp cổ nhạt và ngon.Shikamaru chút xuống với một khóa cơ bắp căng thẳng vai như tuyến của mình buộc vào các rào cản đầu tiên của kháng chiến trong sự vội vàng, làm Neji than van discomforted, nghiêng đầu về phía sau vào vai của Nara, thở hổn hển là người đàn ông buộc thậm chí sâu hơn, cố gắng để thư giãn các cơ bắp để làm cho nó dễ dàng hơn cho cả hai người trong số họ.Jounin nhắm mắt và hít sâu thông qua đôi môi của mình chia tay, cảm giác Shikamaru phiếu tại như một con dao đốt, kéo dài anh ta với tài khoản của mình."I spent the whole day thinking about you" the Nara murmured hoarsely "About how beautiful you are" he thrust forward till he was fully inside and moaned into Neji's ear, making the man shiver with the hoarse sexy tones. The shadow-nin panted harshly trying to control the floss of sensations "You make me feel lickerish" his tongue licked the pale earlobe into his mouth and sucked it at the same time his hand took the neglected length willingly."Oh" the small sound fled out Neji's baritone voice, the smart tongue suckling the sensitive point behind his ear, one hand twitching wickedly on his long mane, washing pain and pleasure over his scalp, asking for submission; the other hand corkscrewing his arousal skillfully. "God..."Neji's taste was one of his favorite flavors. Shikamaru new it from the first time he licked that tasty body. And he was obviously addicted to it, to the way if felt against his tongue. He had no idea what would happen to them, he didn't like thinking about it, because it scared the shit out of him. The simple forethought of losing Neji was way too terrible to think about, so he didn't.The Nara knew no one could replace their position for the other, but they were ninja, they would never be completely safe nor completely blind to other temptations. They weren't exclusive even both knowing secretly that they would always come back. No lover could ever do what one did to the other.Because together they were safe, they were peaceful and almost happy. It was like coming back home. It was stronger than any strategy Shikamaru could forecast or any tenketsu Neji could block, because they couldn't preview or thwart that.Like finding shelter. Like being loved. One can't just stop feeling it.Neji moaned, the pleasure starting to wash upside down through everywhere, blinding him as each thrust hit against his prostate strongly, sending white bursts inside his frame. God, how he loved when Shikamaru was feeling this motivated.Porcelain-white fingers grabbed and messed up with Shikamaru's hair, putting it down, his wet shoulder length mane looking like black veins glued to his neck and face. Neji pressed his hips back, meeting each lunge in a strong demand. One of his hand searched back to grab onto hard tanned buttocks, helping his partner in every thrust to do it harder, to go deeper.Shikamaru maneuvered Neji's hair, making him look back and their lips brush, open and tongues slid together. They pressed their bodies even closer, rolling and sucking moist tongues in a hurry, as if it was the last time they could touch themselves. The Nara caressed the other's scalp at the same time he sped up the motions of his hips and hand, breathing fast between kisses, feeling Neji spasm under his caresses.The shadow-nin planted his heel firmer against the tiles wall and massaged his way down Neji's head to his neck and then to his broad shoulders, fingering the tension away with light pushes.
"Mmm, that's good" Neji muttered groggily and smiled against Shikamaru's lips, feeling the hand press down his back and turn, smoothing pained ribs and strong chest; the Nara clasped firmly over it and moved inside his lover impetuously. "Oh, oh-"

"Neji..." Shikamaru whispered on the man's ear, heat taking control of both of them, sinuously, impatiently, fiercely, like a cloud of raw desire and anger and need and their bodies were on fire, edging an explosion.

"Ah" the thick and rich sound fled through Neji's lips as soon as pleasure started building up and coiling insanely. God, the world disappeared in front of him, his fingers grabbed on Shikamaru's hair, steading him in place, his nails clutched against tanned round buttock, cutting the wet flesh carelessly.

"Dammit" the Nara howled in pain and pleasure, feeling how Neji squeezed him senseless once, twice and-