Prompt from Locked Myself Up in a Room

Characters: Shikamaru x Temari ShikaTema Pairing

Song: Hands Down Artist: Dashboard Confessional

Story rating: T

Hands Down by Dashboard Confessional

Breathe in for luck,
breathe in so deep,
this air is blessed,
you share with me.
This night is wild,
so calm and dull,
these hearts they race,
from self control.
Your legs are smooth,
as they graze mine,
we're doing fine,
we're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high,
that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me,
so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury,
or wear as jewelry,
which ever you prefer.

The words are hushed let's not get busted;
just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions.
"hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...
so we can get some.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry,
which ever you prefer.

Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
and this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet
and the gate was locked so I jumped it,
and I let you in.
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it,
that you meant it,
that you meant it,
and I knew,
that you meant it,
that you meant it.

...

They were hushed under the dim light of the covers, her smooth legs rubbing up against his. Shikamaru breathed in deeply, the blessed, shared air of Temari. They whispered sweet nothings to each other, their hearts racing from self control. Both wore nothing but undergarments, and their hands shook with heightened anticipation of touching each other's smooth bodies.

They lay entwined in each other, buried in a thin blanket. Temari asked why they were huddled secretively in Shikamaru's apartment, with all the lights off. A smile graced his lips as he replied that they were safe here from all those stupid questions that their friends asked. "Hey Shikamaru, did you get some?" Naruto had asked earlier in Temari's presence. Temari nearly knocked him out cold with one swoop of her large fan.

Shikamaru blushed quietly as he whispered in Temari's ear to stay quiet and near, so that they could get some. Her eyes widened, her hopes high. She nuzzled his neck, reaching her hands down his body, feeling smooth muscles tighten under her touch. Shikamaru unclasped her brassiere, fingers trembling slightly. They had never done this before, both were nervous.

Shikamaru wanted desperately for her to kiss him. Every time she kissed him, he felt like his heart would burst. His hopes were so high at that moment, he thought her kiss might kill him. But if it did, he would die happy.

They were both naked now, breathing heavy. Before continuing, Shikamaru had to say something. She was so lovely, twirling her hair in her fingers. He breathed in her sweet scent, intoxicated. He exhaled and told her that his heart was hers. She could do as she pleased with his heart; fill or burst it, wear it as jewelry, break or bury it. He was hers, and only hers. Temari's smile grew wider, Shikamaru was rarely so romantic and sentimental. She felt the sharp hint of tears behind her eyes, but held them back. He would only call her a crybaby, the way she did to him all those years ago. She leaned in and kissed him passionately, the way she had months ago when they shared their first kiss together.

Shikamaru remembered that kiss like it was yesterday. The sand streets were damp and wet as he walked Temari home that night after their date. The gate to her home was locked, being so late. Shikamaru jumped the gate and let Temari in. She laughed at his gesture and then stood at her door, with a heartwarming smile. Shikamaru recalled his thumping heart, and how distracting and troublesome it had been. He wanted desperately to kiss her, but didn't know if she would return the gesture.

Temari placed her hands on his waist, and looked up at him expectantly, a fierce blush dusted on her cheeks. Shikamaru exhaled to calm his racing heart and then leaned down and closed his eyes. She kissed him back, and he knew that she meant it. She had meant it.

That had been the best day of Shikamaru's life. Until now that is. As they made love together for the first time, feeling her deep breaths against his exposed skin, touching her in ways he had never before, he realized that their love was a treasure, one that he would hold tight for the rest of his life. He never wanted to be parted from her teal eyes, soft sandy hair, and captivating smile. His heart felt ready to burst, and as Temari pressed her body closer to him, he knew she felt the same way. Their hearts beat as one, they inhaled and exhaled in rhythm to each other. Hand down, it was the best day he could ever remember.