Shikamaru had to agree that swimming with Temari was actually quite interesting. He had come to notice that there are a lot of things that he feels nervous about, things that are actually rather normal to most human beings. Yet he is actually kind of looking forward to the evening and the night that will follow. Sometimes, other times he just feels like cancelling the whole thing.

As soon as they had reached the city again and had signed in again, Temari said that she had to report to Gaara that they had returned. She told Shikamaru that she would meet up with him in a little while and that he should go to his apartment and pick up some stuff for the sleep over. He nods and gives Temari a quick kiss on het cheek. Temari laughs a little about this is a very girlish way and then she leaves.

With a heavy and somewhat shaky sigh, Shikamaru returns to his apartment. What could you possibly take to a sleep over with a girl? Some clean underwear would be a great idea, he thinks, but other than that, he can't really think of anything useful. He doesn't really have anything to sleep in, seeing as he normally only wears underwear to bed.

'So troublesome… girls are too troublesome… too much to think of.' he thinks. He throws some random stuff into a bag: the fresh underwear he needed, a fresh pair of pants, a toothbrush and a comb. He nods, thinking that this would be enough.

He sits down on the bed, only to get up again and start pacing up and down the room.

He can't do this! Can he? Of course he can, come on, is he a man or what? For a moment he feels like checking whether or not he is a man, then he starts laughing at his silliness.

"What are you laughing about?" he suddenly hears. "And why are you so nervous? You didn't have a fight with my sister, did you?"

With a quick jerk of his head, he turns around, finding Kankurou leaning against the opened window. He shakes his head. "No, nothing like that." he says, although after thinking about it, that might've been easier to explain than 'your sister wants to have sex with me tonight'.

Kankurou frowns and jumps through the open window. "Really? Then why are you packing your bag? Seems to me like you're getting ready to leave or something. You two didn't break up, did you?" he asks, pointing at the bag on the floor.

Shikamaru shakes his head but doesn't have a clue how to react to this question. "We didn't… I didn't break up with her… everything's fine… really…" he stammers. Normally, his mind would've thought of at least a thousand possible answers for this rather difficult situation, but right now, the only thing he can think of is to jump out of the window and to hide under the desert sand for a really long time.

The frown on Kankurou's forehead becomes bigger before he actually bursts into laughter. "No way, you're not telling me that… are you… are you planning to stay with her tonight?" he says, clutching his stomach. Now it's Shikamaru's time to frown. "A quick question on that topic, why would that be something to laugh about?" he wishes to know.

Kankurou shakes his head and becomes more serious again, now understanding that his joke actually happened to be true. "Well you know… my sister doesn't let people stay over unless she asks them to… not that there have ever been any guys at her place, but she doesn't even allow Gaara and me to enter the house without an invitation from her side." he explains with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Oh…" Shikamaru simply says and then the words strike him. Never before has a guy been in her house. That would mean she's a virgin too. "Oh!" he says and he sits down on his bed a smile crossing his face. This might just make it a lot easier on his behalf.

"Why is that something to smile about?" Kankurou wonders. Shikamaru is quick to shake his head. "Nothing." he says, suddenly sounding a lot happier. Kankurou thinks about what he had said and then suddenly nods, understanding why Shikamaru feels so happy.

"Anyway, have a nice… sleep over…" he says and he jumps out of the window again.

Shikamaru can't really hide his grin as he picks up his bag. He hadn't really thought that telling Temari's brother that he would probably be having sex tonight would make him feel better, but for some strange reason, it kind of did. Did he really tell Kankurou about that? He shakes his head, now is not the time to think about that. He zips his bag and stands up, right on time to see the door open. Temari walks in with a kind smile on her face. "So, I see you're packed and ready." she jokes.

Shikamaru grins at this. "Yeah, although I never had a sleep over before, so I was unsure what to take with me." he admits.

Temari has to laugh at this. She takes Shikamaru's hand and drags him out of his apartment.

'Damn, she seems to be really sure about this…' is the first thing that comes to Shikamaru's mind. His heart seems to be pounding at an extremely fast pace again and his throat feels a little dry.

"You're going to break my hand if you squeeze it any harder." Temari warns him. Shikamaru hadn't even noticed that he had been squeezing her hand and he quickly loosens his grip on her, Temari looks back over her shoulder, smiling at him. Shikamaru smiles back. Damn, she looks pretty when she smiles. They reach her house, which is quite the typical house for one on Sunagakure. It's practically a half round house with round windows, just like every other house around it. "So, here we are. First time you get to see my place." Temari says happily.

Shikamaru puts up a wide grin and nods. For some reason he feels proud that he's the first man to ever enter her house.

Once they're inside, Shikamaru takes his time to look around. Temari's house is pretty nice, not too girly or anything, just a regular, nice house. "You like it?" she asks and Shikamaru nods. "Yeah, nice place you have here." he says, this makes Temari's eyes sparkle a little and she takes his bag, putting it on the kitchen table. "Glad you like it then. Would you like something to drink or eat?" she wonders. "I can easily make some dinner for you, or pour you a drink, or maybe we could watch a movie or something…" she notices that she's talking too much and quickly keeps her mouth shut.

Shikamaru remembers how he was rambling on, down at the oasis and understands that Temari also isn't feeling as secure about all this either. "Just a drink would do, thanks, and a movie isn't a bad idea either I suppose." he says. Temari nods and hurries into the kitchen. "What would you like to drink?" she asks. "Do you have some more of that sweetened cactus juice or something?" Shikamaru asks back, walking over to the couch.

Almost immediately, Temari returns with two glasses of the cactus juice. "Here you go." she says, putting it down on the living room table and sitting down on the couch. Shikamaru decides to take place beside her and they look at each other. For a moment they are both lost in thoughts. Shikamaru takes his glass and drinks a bit of the cactus juice. It still tastes as nice as it did before, although this time, he hardly notices it. He can't seem to stop staring at Temari, who is apparently, lost in some thoughts that might or might not make her feel comfortable. Shikamaru is unable to read her. He looks at how she is sitting, body slightly facing him, hands folded in her lap, she is slightly leaning towards him, yet keeping her distance, her eyes are opened, but she's not looking at him and her lips are slightly parted as if she is taking a deep sigh. Shikamaru smiles and takes another sip, at first he had thought she seemed completely confident about all this, but her body language seems to suggest that she isn't all too sure about losing her virginity.

Temari now looks up at Shikamaru, he seems to be staring at something directly behind her, although his eyes aren't entirely focussed. She smiles a little. They really are a pathetic couple, most people would probably jump on each other the first chance they have, but there they are, on this couch, drinking sweetened cactus juice, which, incidentally, has components that make you more… interested in sexual activities… and yet they hardly even dare to look at each other. She decides to take some of the cactus juice herself, maybe she'll feel more free after a glass of the drink.

Shikamaru notices Temari drinking, he watches her from the corner of his eyes as she drinks the entire glass, he watches her throat moving and feels like he wants to kiss it. With a soft sigh he takes another big gulp from the glass and empties it. He puts it back on the table and looks over at the girl in front of him. He smiles, her cute neck is still exposed, maybe he should… with a slight, quick nod, he moves forward and kisses her neck, it feels soft beneath his lips. He can hear Temari yelp a little at this sudden attack, but she doesn't do anything to stop it. Shikamaru looks up at her and moves closer. "Is that okay?" he asks, Temari merely nods. For a moment they just stare at each other, but then they move closer, lips touching, just feeling. Temari wraps her arms around Shikamaru and pulls him close to her. Shikamaru does the same. The kiss quickly becomes more passionate and Shikamaru can feel his body reacting. Maybe this will all work out, maybe it doesn't have to be so difficult. He feels Temari's breasts being pushed against his chest, moving, heaving while she breathes. It feels so good, he wants to feel more of it. He breaks the kiss to undo Temari of the top half of her kimono. She is still wearing her outfit from that afternoon and the familiar, oh so arousing tight purple bikini comes into sight. Shikamaru takes a deep breath and this time he takes a long, good look at it. This afternoon he had been too nervous, too uneasy about his feelings and he hadn't even dared to look down, but now, right here on this couch, he can stare all he want, because that's what she expects him to do, and that's what she wants. At least, that's what he thinks.

Temari allows Shikamaru to undress her, he had already seen that part of her body, at least, he had seen the bikini before. She can see how he looks at her, how he stares freely at her breasts, liking it, even loving the sight of them. She knew that he had been avoiding all parts of her body except for her face this afternoon and the fact that he now dares to look down makes her feel a lot more secure about herself, although also a lot more exposed. She looks at his face, there is some sort of hunger in his eyes, she can tell that he actually wishes to do more that just stare at her breasts. She takes his hands and places them on her breasts, making him feel them, massage them. Shikamaru's hands feel good, they tremble nervously and Temari now knows that he probably would never have touched them on his own accord.

Shikamaru is rather surprised when Temari moves his hands, at the moment they touch her breasts, he feels a bit strange. He wants to touch them, oh yes he does, but it feels so private, touching things that aren't his and that are normally supposed to stay concealed. Yet he doesn't think about removing them, he likes the feeling too much. He watches as Temari's hands move towards his body. He had already thrown his Chuunin vest on the couch behind him. Her soft, slightly trembling hands rest against his stomach as she tries to pull his shirt off. With some reluctance, Shikamaru lets go of her breasts in order for her to take the damned shirt of. Temari is quick to make him feel nice again as she bows over and places butterfly kisses on the man's chest. Shikamaru takes a deep breath and relaxes under her touch. Her lips feel so nice on his chest, he wishes he could keep feeling them forever. When Temari latches on to one of his nipples, he yelps and pulls back, he hadn't quite expected the sensation throughout his body and he sure as hell hadn't expected the feeling to be this nice.

"Are you alright?" Temari asks, the question being somewhere between a chuckle and a startled remark. Shikamaru nods as he tries to get rid of the shivers that now run down his body. "Oh yes…" he whispers. "Please… do that again?" his voice is merely more than a whisper as he asks this of her, but he shouldn't have been nervous about it, because Temari seems more than happy to oblige. She moves towards him once more, latching onto a nipple and playing with it , her tongue playfully encircling the tiny nub.

Shikamaru moans freely at this as the sensations wash through him once more. He can feel his erection getting harder and his longing for her growing even so.

Yet he feels that it might be inappropriate to be the only one feeling this and he pushes her off. Temari looks at him with a questioning face, but when Shikamaru puts his hands around her and tries his best to undo her bikini top, the questioning look makes place for a longing one. She often finds herself playing with her nipples when she pleasures herself and she does wonder what it would feel like to have someone else touch them for her.

Once the bikini top is finally gone and her breasts greet the living room air, she hears Shikamaru take a deep breath, she looks up to see him stare at them with open mouth and for a moment she wonders if this might be the first time for him to see breasts. She is just about to make a funny remark about that when she finds herself in heaven. She hadn't even noticed Shikamaru's dive for her nipples, but suddenly she feels a warm, wet tongue sliding across the tiny, hardened nub. A sound, somewhere between a yelp and a cry, emerges from het mouth and she presses her hands in Shikamaru's hair, craving more of this delicious feeling. Shikamaru grins against her breasts and pushes her back against the cushions. He presses her body up against hers and doesn't plan on making a secret out of the fact that he's very much aroused. He continues to play with her nipples and feels her reacting by moving her hips up and down against his ever more stimulated groin.

Man, this feels so good, he thinks to himself, he looks up at Temari, who has her eyes half opened as she looks back at him. Her look is the most brilliant he has ever received, so flustered, so full of lust and love. He can't help but smile at it, but only for a second before Temari sits up straight. She looks nervous, shy even, while she says: "it's okay to undress me further, you know…" she doesn't look at him and every intonation of body language tells her that she'd rather take those words back. Although Shikamaru seems to know that this isn't because she doesn't want to do this, but because she's feeling uneasy when telling him to continue. Shikamaru nods, lifting Temari slightly off the couch to completely rid her of the dragged down kimono. For a moment, he draws back to appreciate the entire picture. Temari, flustered, quite horny and only barely dressed in nothing more than a tight bikini bottom. He unconsciously licks his lips and wonders what he could do with the yet to be exposed area. The thoughts make him draw a shaky breath.

Temari waits patiently for him to continue, although she can feel she's getting wetter by the moment and her bikini bottom is actually getting quite soaked because of it. Her mind wonders to how he might look without his underwear. She had wondered about it the night before while she had been in his apartment. She thinks it might be better not to wonder about that, maybe she'd give him a bigger size than he'd actually have and she'd be either disappointed or close to laughter, no she wouldn't want that.

Finally, after what seemed like hours in her opinion, Shikamaru reaches out his hands to undo her underwear. He doesn't seem to be looking at what emerges from behind the small piece of fabric, instead, he just pulls it down in one quick motion before throwing the piece of unwanted garment carelessly on the floor. After that he looks up, his hips involuntarily moving forward, digging his erection into the couch below. Taking that as a sign that he likes what he sees, Temari relaxes once more, only for a second before she realizes what's about to happen next. Shikamaru's hand moves towards her, the only spot that he hasn't touched, ever, yet. He moves so slowly, his hands trembling like crazy and his eyes fixed on hers as he finally touches her. Temari swallows hard, this is it, he has now officially touched her in the most private of places.

It takes a while before he actually finds the right spot, but with some coaching and support from Temari, Shikamaru is able to make her feel the incredible thing that she normally only feels by herself. She leans backwards and grabs the cushions on the couch for support as she takes in the incredible feeling.

Shikamaru looks at her as she arches her back, her nails dig in to the cushions and her eyes are closed in the most sexy way he could ever imagine.

His mind is wandering off, thinking of other things to do with her, things that would possibly make her feel even better, but, being the complete novice he is, he can't really think of anything. Somewhere he wishes that he had been one of those guys who had indulged himself in porn, just so that he would know what to do in a situation like this, but he isn't that guy. He's Shikamaru, a man who has never touched a woman and has never really shown any interest in it either. She seems to be enjoying this, however, a lot. Maybe he should just keep doing this, he does know that it can lead to quite a nice orgasm. He decides to pick up the pace a little, drawing the most enticing cry out of her, her face nearly looks as if she's in pain, but she pleads him to continue. Shikamaru grins, he seems to be doing a good enough job. Remembering how much she liked it when he touched her nipples, he bends over again to once more lick them, but now with a lot more passion and a strong, hopefully mind blowing rhythm.

Temari's eyes fly open as the feeling of fingers against her clit and tongue against her nipples combine. For some reason, she can't see clearly, so she closes her eyes again as she pushes her hands down on Shikamaru's head, hard, nearly pulling his hair. She cries out, yelling his name in utter bliss as she can feel something approaching from the pit of her stomach. She cries to him not to stop moving and Shikamaru wouldn't stop even if the Akatsuki were to attack right there and then. He can feel Temari's hips moving closer to his hand, shaking a little, craving more of the touch and he gives it to her, moving harder and faster until she screams out, arching her back and breathing hard. He knows he has achieved his goal.

Temari falls back on the cushions, breathing hard. Never before in her life had she experienced something this incredible. She never thought that something like this could feel this good. She opens her eyes once the strange coloured vision has disappeared, only to see Shikamaru's amused eyes. "Seems that you liked that?" he wonders, hoping for a confirming answer, but pretty much knowing the answer already. Temari nods and huffs out a hardly audible 'oh yes', before kissing him passionately on the mouth.

Then she remembers that he still hasn't had any attention yet and she pushes him back on the couch, so that he lies on his Chuunin vest. "Your turn." she says in a soft, seducing voice.

Shikamaru swallows hard, this is the moment he had been waiting for, but now it's here, he feels more than a little uneasy about it. Yet he isn't planning to let that be an issue here, he wants this, he wants her to touch him, play with him and do it with him. He feels her hand touching his crotch and it twitches in anticipation. "Seems like someone would like some attention…" Temari whispers, looking down with a mischievous glare in her eyes. Shikamaru can't help but blush after hearing this. "I suppose it wouldn't really mind some… attention…" he whispers back, not looking at her. Temari grins, nudging Shikamaru's backside to get it in the air so that she can pull his pants down. She doesn't waste time and takes his boxer short along with it so that his erection springs free. She takes a deep breath and looks at the entire picture. She grins as the thought pops in her head that she could've easily fantasised about his size, it's large enough to fit her pictured description.

Shikamaru feels a little uneasy when she's staring at it for so long, but he doesn't wish to say anything about it. The look on her face seems to indicate that she enjoys the sight she gets, so that's quite the relief. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, there's a hand wrapped around his penis, pulling it slowly, sending his thoughts off into space. The only thing he can think of is the pleasure he's receiving, the feeling that he wanted for so long, that he's been craving ever since he got there and got aroused. He tries to bite back a moan, but is unsuccessful, his breathing becomes hard and before he knows it, he has to stop Temari before he's coming all over himself and the couch.

Temari looks at him with a wide grin on her face. Seems like she knows how to handle a man's penis. She crawls over him, stealthy like a cat and lies herself down on top of him. "Did that please you?" she whispers in his ear. Shikamaru nods. "A bit too much if you ask me…" he huffs out, he has to control himself in order not to spill his goods anyway.

"That's a good sign, but will you be able to take me as well?" Temari asks him, playfully touching her breasts and moving a hand down to her lower region. Shikamaru's eyes grow big and he can't keep his eyes off the sight in front of him. "Oh God…" he whispers, feeling his penis throbbing in response, knowing that Temari can feel it as well as she is sitting right on top of it. Temari grins, again the mischievous grin, seems like he enjoys watching women play with themselves. She hadn't really expected that, but she's glad to draw such a response out of him.

She puts herself on top of him again and kisses him, long and hot, making Shikamaru moan in response, his hips moving against hers, liking the feeling ever so much.

Temari decides it's time to stop teasing him and she sits up straight once more. "Not to break the fun or anything…" she whispers softly, "but have you got anything for protection?"

For a moment, Shikamaru's sex filled brain doesn't understand what she's saying, but then, he nods. "The pocket of my Chuunin vest…" he says, his voice hoarse.

Temari looks up, finding the vest under Shikamaru's head. She lifts his head up to reach for the pocket and pulls the little package out in one swift motion. "Good thing you thought of everything." she says jokingly.

Shikamaru decides that now is not the best time to explain to her that the package came from Tsunade. She laughs sheepishly and shrug's his shoulders. Temari fidgets with the package for a moment and frees the artefact out of it's prison. She is quick to put it around Shikamaru and with yet another wide grin, she sits down on top of him, letting his penis enter fully.

Shikamaru felt like he could die right then and there and wouldn't care anymore. This is what heaven should feel like to him. "Oh my God…" he manages to huff out, he looks up, seeing Temari on top of him, slowly riding him. 'Damn this feels good…' he thinks, already his mind is in overdrive, battling between striving for an orgasm and making this last as long as possible. He grabs Temari's hips and makes her move in a slightly faster pace. His cries sound strange in his own ears, but yet he doesn't mind.

Temari looks down at him, feeling his large and hot penis inside him. It doesn't hurt, she had expected pain, but there is none. Shikamaru seems to be touching something inside her that is making her feel extremely well, extremely nice and as she looks at the hot and flustered Shikamaru beneath her, she can tell that he's rather much enjoying himself as well. His moves become more uncontrolled, he's pushing himself deeper inside of her, a feeling that Temari likes a lot. She cries out as loudly as Shikamaru, nearly making it a competition, screaming for him to go harder, faster, receiving 'I can't. I'll come!' as an answer, she shouts back that she doesn't care as long as she can feel him harder. Shikamaru obliges and pushes himself inside her as hard as he possibly can. This feels so good, so damned good, why must it end so quickly, he wonders, he knows he can't hold himself back, he's too close, he wants it too badly, Temari wants to feel him too badly…

He's muttering words that even he himself can't understand and he feels Temari closing herself tightly around his penis, making the friction unbearable and the next moment he empties himself inside her, crying out her name, nearly breaking her hips in the force of his orgasm.

On top of him, Temari has her eyes closed as well. Her first time, she liked it so much, she still likes it as Shikamaru is twitching inside her.

Shikamaru closes his eyes for a moment, the incredible feeling subsiding a little, his breathing returning to normal, he feels Temari collapsing on top of him and his penis sliding out of her.

"Wow…" is the only thing he can say and Temari nods in response, not saying anything.

They lie there for a few minutes longer and then Temari gets up. "Maybe we should go to bed… I feel exhausted and you don't look too awake either." she jokes, the correct sentence would've been 'you look like you're about to lose consciousness', or something in that direction.

Shikamaru doesn't disagree with her and he follows Temari into her bedroom. For a woman who has never had a man in her room before, the double bed seems quite too large, but Shikamaru feels too tired to argue about it.

He remembers that his bag is still in the living room and he quickly returns to get it. He draws the fresh pair of boxer shorts out of it and pulls them on, Temari is putting on some underwear as well and they get into bed.

The last thing Shikamaru can remember before he drifts off into sleep is Temari pulling him into her arms, a soft pair of lips on his own and the softly spoken words 'I love you', returned by his own, very tired voice saying 'I love you too.'

The next morning, they get up early. Temari tells him that she needs some bread from the market place if she wants to make breakfast and Shikamaru, being the good boyfriend he is, offers to get it for her.

Temari gives him some money and a long, lingering kiss and sends him off.

With a wide smile on his face, Shikamaru turns around to start his way to the market place. His smile is soon to leave his face when he stands face to face with Gaara.

"Oh, hello, kazekage-sama, I was just ehm…" Shikamaru quickly tries to make up an excuse, but Gaara lifts up his hand in order to stop him. "I know and no, I don't wish to know any details." he says with a strange glint of pride on his face. "You took good care of my sister!" he says as he passes him.

Shikamaru, dumbstruck as he is, continues his way towards the market place.