Shikamaru x Reader: My Pain

                   "Shikamaru!" You whined and rolled over so you were closer to him. Its a bright sunny day in The Hidden leaf village, which means its hotter than hell out. Especially on the dark roof top you and Shikamaru were resting on.
                   "Hm?" He grunted back to you.
                   "C'mon Shikamaru! Its getting hot up here, let's go back to my house." You said and poked his side.
                   "You know my mother would kill me if she knew I went to a girls house," Shikamaru said with a sigh, "she'd freak if she knew I was hanging out with you alone too."
                    "Well so would my dad, he'd kick my ass, but you're missing the key phrase here," you said and rolled over again so you could fold your arms on his chest, "IF THEY KNEW."
                     At your words the raven haired boy partially opened an eye and raised an eyebrow at you.
                     "You're really suggesting we sneak around?"
                     "Don't say it like that, it sounds dirty." You scowled down at him, "I'm just saying, you have your missions and I have mine. So we never really get to see each other as it is anymore."
                       "Yeah it's kind of a drag."
                        "Ya think?" You said with a deeply sarcastic tone. Pushing off of Shikamarus chest you sat back and folded your legs criss cross applesauce, holding your shins with your hands, "what I'm saying is, you could just as easily be hanging out with Choji instead of me. I mean you and him are close right, your mother would believe that."
                        "And you could just as easily be hanging out with Sakura."
                        "Exactly," you said with a smile, "so are you up for it?"
                        "Why not?" He grumbled with a slight smirk and stood, "you got food at your house right?"
                        "Yeup and my dad won't be home until tomorrow morning and my brother is spending the night at his girlfriends so we can totally veg out at my house all day." You said with a smile and bounced up.
                        "Alright," Shikamaru groaned as he sat up, "walking to your house is gonna be a drag though, you live on the other side of town."
                        "I do not, you're being over dramatic,"
                        Jutting your hip out to one side and resting your hand on it you yawned. The black haired ninja couldn't help how his eyes lazily traveled up your body. He couldn't deny that he thought you were hot, but you were such a pain sometimes. You were just as lazy as him in a sense, you loved food and laying around, but you could also be loud and whinny. He didn't realize how long he'd been zoning out/staring at you until you spoke up.
                       "So are we gonna go?" You asked, adding a tongue click to the end of your question, "or nah?"
                        "Yeah, yeah." Shikamaru answered with a groan as he stood up, "Let's get going already, the faster we get there the faster we can sit back and relax."
                        Although he said "the faster you get there the faster you could relax", he walked at a very leisurely pace. Not that you minded too much. You found yourself smiling at the ground for no apparent reason as you and Shikamaru strolled down the street. Every once in a while you'd glance up and peek at his handsome profile. You'd never admit it to anyone, but you liked him a lot. When you unlocked the door to your home and the air conditioning hit you a relieved sigh left your lips.
                         "Well this is my house," you said and closed the door behind Shikamaru, "feel free to make yourself at home. I'm gonna go to the kitchen and get some food, the living rooms right through there."
                          "You have a tv?"
                          "Obviously," you answered as you through your hair up into a messy bun, "I have cable, or you could pick out a movie. They're on the shelf."
                          Shikamaru had never been in your house before for obvious reasons. He had an over bearing mother, while you had an over protective father. How you managed to become such close friends was kind of a mystery. For the second time today he found his eyes following you as you walked down the hallway to the kitchen. The way your hips swayed side to side slightly was hypnotic in its own way, and he found himself almost wanting to follow you.  
                           "Anything specific you might want?" You asked and glanced over your shoulder at him before entering the kitchen.
                          "Do you have any sukonbu?"
                          "Probably," you said and wrinkled your nose, "its my dads favorite."
                           Once you got enough food for you and about five more people you walked into the living room and plopped down onto the couch. Shikamaru had already turned on some sort of action movie and made himself comfortable.
                          "Here's your vinegar flavored kelp you big weirdo," you said handed him the box, "I don't get how you can eat that stuff."
                          His only response was a satisfied grunt as he started to eat a piece. Turning your eyes toward the screen you shoved a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth. As the movie went on you felt yourself unintentionally getting closer and closer to the black haired ninja on your couch. When the movie came to an end the two of you were practically shoulder to shoulder.
                        "Should I put another one in?" You asked and shifted slightly.
                        "Sure," He responded and folded his hands behind his head, closing his eyes as he rested back into the couch.
                        You didn't really wanna get up so instead you leaned forward resting your knee on the coffee table and reached even further forward to reach the dvd player. Hearing the table creak he lifted his head slightly and opened one of his eyes, the sight he was greeted with made him open both. This is the third time Shikamarus eyes devoured you today. Although you were unaware of it(or simply didn't care), the way you were posed over the coffee table gave him a perfect view of your well rounded ass. Why did you have to do that to him? He bit the inside of his cheek contemplating what he should do. He was an excellent tactition on the field, but when it came to you he wasn't as sure, so his next move was a bit risky. You moved to reach towards the shelf where the other dvds were but as you grabbed ahold of one a sharp smack was delivered to your back side. The smack caused you not only to drop the dvd but made a pained mewl escape your lips.
                          "What was that for?" You scowled back at Shikamaru as you straightened you self out and rubbed your now sore behind.
                          "With the way you were bent over that table you should've expected it." He answered with a very slight smile as he leaned back into the couch, looking rather proud of himself.
                           A deep crimson blush burned your features. Shikamaru by all accounts was one of your best friends, and he'd never done something like that to you. So to say you were surprised was an understatement. More importantly, how were you suppose to react to that?
                           "I-I guess," you managed to say. Turning back to the task you were focused on before said slap. You reached down to recover the fallen dvd. No slap was delivered until the movie was actually in the player this time. Another pained mewl emerged from your mouth. You made no move to sit back down beside him, but instead threw a glare his way.
                            "Knock it off Shikamaru," you growled.
                            "You don't look like you mind it too much," He said with a raised eyebrow. Before you could even reply he brought his palm down to roughly smack your ass again.
                             "You're such an asshole," you said through clenched teeth.
                            "Call me what you want but whose the one still on the table?"
                            With a roll of your eyes you shifted back onto the couch, away from Shikamaru and crossed your arms. You kept your eyes focused on the comedy that was playing on the tv but you weren't really paying attention. He'd smacked your ass, not once, but three times. Your mind was racing and the confusion of it was making your head reel. Did that mean that he liked you? Or was it just him being a lusty teenager? You hoped it was the former and not the latter. But the only way to know was to pull a risky move. With a great deal of precision on your part you flipped to straddle his lap and crashed your lips against his. Your hands pulled him to you by the nape of his neck and your chest pressed against his.
                          "You're such a pain," he groaned, pulling out if the kiss for only a moment,  as his hands gripped your waist and his lips began to battle with yours. Soon enough he moved his mouth downwards and started to bite and suck on your neck.
                          "Then why hang out with me?" You gasped, feeling his teeth and lips leave a trail of warmth across your collar bone.
                           He pulled away only for a few moments before he pulled you into a heated kiss.
                           "Because you're MY pain."