"You're overthinking it, Akamaru," Kiba said conversationally as he prepared breakfast for himself and the large dog the next morning.

Akamaru huffed loudly.

Kiba turned to the dog and waved a spatula around. "What do you mean I don't think at all? I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, in fact!"

Akamaru whined and walked out of the kitchen.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry," Kiba said, feeling bad that he was back on heat. He understood that Akamaru wouldn't want to be around him much for the duration of it but he still felt a little pang of loneliness and guilt.

He plated the breakfast and left Akamaru's on the floor, knowing he'd come and get it when he wanted it. Kiba ate quietly and considered what he and the dog had been talking about.

Kiba wanted to go see Shikamaru right away but Akamaru felt that Kiba should take the Hokage seriously and not pursue his relationship with Shikamaru while he was on heat.

Kiba scoffed as he finished his food. He didn't see a good reason as to why he shouldn't see Shikamaru during this time. He had every right to. It wasn't as though there was a risk of ruining relations with an allied village, and as long as neither of them were on duty there was no harm to be done.

"See you later, Akamaru!" he called as he threw his jacket over his shoulders and headed to the front door.

Akamaru growled in response.

Kiba felt giddy as he knocked on Shikamaru's front door. He hopped from one foot to the other as he waited, knowing that the other shinobi would take his time but feeling impatient anyway.

After a few minutes, Shikamaru answered the door with his usual lazy demeanour but instantly brightened somewhat when he saw Kiba. He took a step towards the dog ninja but then stopped, looking down at the ground and blushing.

Kiba nearly laughed out loud seeing Shikamaru act shy but pulled the other man towards him instead, wrapping his arms around him. He gave the shadow ninja a light peck on the lips, even though it took a fair amount of self-control not to take it further. "Hey."

Shikamaru looked annoyed for a minute but Kiba realised that he was just trying to cover up nervousness or awkwardness.

"Want to come inside?" Shikamaru asked, not moving from Kiba's embrace.

"I was thinking we could go out and do something," Kiba said. He knew that if they stayed in it would be that much harder to control himself.

Shikamaru snaked his hands up and down Kiba's back, sending shivers down the Inuzuka's spine. Kiba gave a low growl and clawed at Shikamaru's shirt.

"But just think of all the things we could do if we stay here," Shikamaru whispered.

"You're only saying that because I'm on heat," Kiba said, swallowing hard. He knew that Shikamaru understood that Kiba gave off strong pheromones and that was the only reason people were so attracted to him.

"You are? It's hard to tell because I always feel this way about you," Shikamaru replied. He trailed his hands down to Kiba's ass and then squeezed hard, pushing their bodies together.

Kiba gasped and his eyes fluttered closed as Shikamaru lazily pulled him inside, closing the door behind them.

He saw no reason to resist so he pushed Shikamaru up against a wall the first chance he got and started kissing him almost aggressively. He'd wanted Shikamaru for way too long to hold back now that he had an opportunity.

Shikamaru wriggled against him, trying to slip his shirt from his shoulders. Kiba moved slightly to allow him space, crashing up against the Nara again as soon as the garment was gone.

Shikamaru seemed impatient, though, and pushed him to the floor, pulling at Kiba's clothes as well. Kiba let himself be fully undressed, enjoying the sensations as Shikamaru kissed and licked his skin as it was exposed.

"You're still half-dressed," Kiba pointed out.

He tried to sit forward, but before he could tug at Shikamaru's pants, the Nara forcefully pushed him down again and rather suddenly engulfed Kiba's entire cock in his hot mouth.

Kiba's eyes squeezed shut as he cried out.

Shikamaru is doing this. Shikamaru. Shikamaru is actually sucking me off, his thoughts screamed at him. After all this time this was really happening. He could barely believe it. He let himself be completely wrapped up in the overwhelming sensations as Shikamaru licked and sucked and moaned around him.

He clawed at the carpet and bit back a scream as he came deep in Shikamaru's throat.

He barely heard as Shikamaru laughed and said, "Already?" He certainly couldn't manage an answer, even if he had fully heard what was said. All he could do was lie there, panting.

"Kiba?" Shikamaru asked after a while, a hint of concern in his voice.

Kiba forced himself to focus and smiled up at Shikamaru. "Sorry, I just…"

Shikamaru smirked and got up, walking towards what Kiba assumed was the bedroom. "Come on," he said.

On shaking legs, Kiba stood and slipped his pants back on since he was the only one naked, and followed Shikamaru into the bedroom. The room seemed comfortable, with traditional paintings of deer adorning the walls. There was a large bed against one wall, which sunlight was filtering down onto. Kiba sat on the edge of the bed.

"Why did you put your pants back on?" Shikamaru demanded. He wasted no time, pushing Kiba onto his back and trailing kisses along the Inuzuka's chest as he tugged the pants right off again, looking slightly annoyed.

"I'm… I'm sorry," Kiba said between gasps as Shikamaru's lips caressed his skin. He was becoming achingly hard again.

Kiba was slightly surprised that Shikamaru was so energetic and somewhat dominating. He'd expected to have to do all the work but he certainly was not going to complain. In fact, he liked the idea that Shikamaru wanted him so badly that he would give up being lazy for a while. He'd only seen the Nara this active in combat (and training, very occasionally).

However, Kiba was a little upset that he hadn't seen Shikamaru naked yet. He pushed Shikamaru over so that he was on top of him and bit down on his shoulder, his sharp canines drawing blood.

Shikamaru let out an incredibly sexy moan and arched his body up against Kiba's. Kiba tore at Shikamaru's pants, pulling them off of the other shinobi roughly. For a moment he just stared at Shikamaru's cock for the first time – hard and flushed and leaking and more perfect than he had imagined (and he had imagined it so many times).

Shikamaru laced his fingers into Kiba's hair, pushing his head down. Kiba willingly took Shikamaru's cock into his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks and swirling his tongue around. Shikamaru hissed and bucked his hips.

Kiba was more than happy to suck Shikamaru off but he also wanted things to go further, so he stopped after a while and made his way back up to Shikamaru's mouth, kissing him deeply as they writhed against each other, their bodies slick and desperate.

Eventually Shikamaru ended up on top of Kiba, pinning him to the bed by his wrists. "Fuck me," he whispered.

Kiba's breath hitched and reached down towards Shikamaru's entrance without hesitation. His hands were shaking as he brushed against it lightly, watching as Shikamaru's eyebrows knit together as he shifted against Kiba's fingers.

Kiba pushed in slowly but Shikamaru ground his hips down harshly. The Nara let out a choked cry as Kiba's clawed fingers thrust deeply inside him. Kiba panicked for a moment but Shikamaru started moving against his dry fingers.

Kiba tried to stay as still as possible so as not to hurt Shikamaru, but the other shinobi seemed to enjoy pain. In a flash, he slipped off of Kiba's fingers and straight onto his cock, throwing his head back and crying out shamelessly as he took it all at once.

Stars burst into Kiba's vision as he was overcome with bliss. He clawed at Shikamaru's back, pulling their bodies closer together, buried deeply inside the other man.

Shikamaru's face was buried against Kiba's chest but after a short while he trailed his tongue up the Inuzuka's neck and then kissed him deeply, shifting slightly around his cock.

Kiba groaned into the kiss and thrust up into Shikamaru's tight ass.

Shikamaru leaned back, lazily grinding against Kiba's hips. Kiba could only watch in ecstasy, captivated by the man above him. Sweat made Shikamaru's skin glisten as his muscles twisted and coiled beneath his skin, his lustful gaze not leaving Kiba's for a second.

Kiba could barely control himself. He thrust up into Shikamaru as hard as he could and pushed him over so that he was pounding into the other shinobi, who was now lying on his side with one of his legs thrown over Kiba's shoulder.

A few minutes later, both men moaned passionately as intense pleasure washed over them. Shikamaru tensed as he came all over the sheets, followed closely by Kiba who spilled deeply into him.

Kiba pulled out and collapsed next to his lover, panting heavily.

Shikamaru ran his hand along Kiba's cheek as their breathing slowed. "So, uh… what I actually wanted to ask when you arrived here was… Do you want to go on a date or something?"

"Um, sure," Kiba replied shakily, still trying to catch his breath. He was pretty sure he was blushing from head to toe

Shikamaru yawned and stretched. "We can do something later, then," he said. "I need a nap."

Kiba smiled and wrapped his arms around Shikamaru, breathing in his warm scent. He couldn't remember ever having felt happier.