𐙚 plug!shikamaru x fem!reader, frat boy!neji x reader , lowkey reader x everyone | Next Chapter | divider by @/cursed-carmine
𐙚 synopsis: where the pretty girl around campus meets the campus plug, who just so happens to be in the same frat as her best friend…who she fucks occasionally
Nothing stressed you out more than the shit you had to do around campus. You weren’t even that busy, but others would say the opposite. Which…you guess was true. If you weren’t working your campus job or running your student organization, you were out with your friends doing who knows what.
On some days like this, you’re walking around the busy campus of Konoha University bored out of your mind. You think of the things you could be doing right now: Library? No, you just left there. Courtyard? You can’t sit still.
“Fuck man.” You sigh. You walk through your normal campus spots, a nice bench in the bushes catches your eye so you sit for a moment. It’s a sunny day, you were thankful for that. You’d rather be bored when the weather is nice instead of how cold it was just a few weeks ago.
You sigh again, body relaxing as you’re surrounded by the leaves and flowers. You were also hiding from people on campus. Not that you hated being social but you knew a lot of people. It was a tiresome thing saying “hey! how are you?” every other place you went. You go over your mental checklist:
Anti depressant check
Something to eat so Neji won’t chew you out check
a bit of schoolwork… 1/4 assignments but still something check
You groan loudly. “I’m so fucking bored.” You whip out your phone to text one of your best friends, Neji Hyuga. You had a decently sized friend group, you knew a lot of people after all, but your inner circle was your heart, and everyone was queer- life was beautiful. There was Neji who you’ve known since freshman year. You considered him your best friend, you did almost everything together. He was also a busy man considering he was frat president of Kappa Konoha. There’s Naruto and Sasuke who you’ve also known for that long-they’re dating, and Sakura. They all share an apartment. Sai, you have the most classes together since you both have the same major. You’re art kids after all. And lastly, Temari, you became friends under a really strange circumstance but you’ve been attached at the hip since.
To Neji: Please tell me you’re free. Free me from my boredom please please please
from Neji: Why ask if i’m free if you know my schedule?
to neji: i was hoping there was a slight change 😞
from neji: right. there isn’t. i’ll pick you up later okay? we can go get slushes
to neji: can we have sex too?
from neji: of course.
You also had a really bad habit of fucking your friends. You were fucking someone after any function you guys had, knowing you’d get drunk while they get cross faded. It was funny. You were the only one who didn’t smoke out of the friend group. You took an edible here and there but smoking wasn’t really your cup of tea. You didn’t see the hype about it at all.
Sighing once again you put your phone down. You glance around the empty area. Wind blowing, sun out. You felt so pretty despite the boredom that consumed you. You wore a green maxi skirt and a brown fitted tank top. Your thick hair pulled back into a low ponytail with some curly pieces fanning your face. You wore various accessories too. You were quite the pretty girl, so why the fuck were you bored.
“You’ve been sighing for the past 10 minutes.” You hear a voice. It startles you. You furrow your brows and glance around again, until you spotted him. He was lying on the ground underneath one of the oldest trees on campus. It was so big with its branches extending out to at least three buildings. “I take it you’re bored?” He speaks again. His voice deep and raspy. You don’t miss the way his brown eyes open, low with a red tint to them. He tips his head over to get a better look at you. Eyes trailing your sitting frame.
“Not your business man.” You huff.
“It’s not, I don’t really care either, but I don’t think you know how loud your sighing is. I’m trying to relax here.” You look over him again. He had a lot of hair, pulled into a ponytail. He wore a black school shirt, and you didn’t miss the familiar letters of Kappa Konoha right at the bottom. He had on a black pair of sweatpants as well. He’s hot.
And also unfamiliar. You’ve never seen him around the frat house ever, but then again Neji made sure you didn’t really interact with the guys in his frat.
“Right, right. Well, I’m sorry for disturbing you random man who’s trying to relax-“ You don’t miss the chuckle that leaves him, “- I’m also trying to relax”
“You’re not doing a good job”
“Really? I couldn’t tell.”
“What a drag.” He sits up to look at you. “Pretty lady like you with nothing to do…” He pats the spot next to him. “Come sit.”
Now, you were raised to not talk to strangers, and college has certainly tested that, but why the hell not? You won’t be busy until later with Neji anyways.
You make your way over to him, and the man doesn’t miss the way your various accessories jingled with every step you took. He found it humorous. You sit next to him on the soft grass. He smelled good too. It was an earthy scent mixed with.. “You smoke?” You watch him pull out a blunt and lighter. Weed. It all made sense now.
You chuckled and shake your head. “I’m not smoking with a stranger.”
“People do it all the time.”
“And people die.”
“If I wanted to kill you I would’ve done it the moment you sat down. Just say no.”
“No.”
“Fine with me.” His tongue darts out to lick his plump lips. His tongue is pierced. The brown blunt slipped smoothly between his lips as he lights it. You watch him inhale, his body immediately relaxing. His eyes on you the whole time. Low, he blows out smoke away from your body. He liked the way you smelled. Vanilla and freshly ground coffee. “Shikamaru.” He hums, laying back down.
“What?”
“My name.”
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“Who’s Shikamaru?” You ask curiously. You sat there cutely in Neji’s passenger seat sucking away at your slush. You were in pajamas, meaning one of his frat shirts and shorts he liked. You knew what the nights events consisted of. You were glad it was Thursday. No class tomorrow for you, he could fuck you all night.
“Shikamaru?” He glances over at you, sucking away at his own icey drink. You were in the parking lot of the frat house, music playing lowly on the radio for talk time between you two. It was routine. Car ride, music and talk, food and the occasional fuck. “Why do you ask about him?”
Your fingers found their way into Neji’s long hair. “Curiosity.” You shrug. “He’s one of my frat brothers. He’s quite the nice individual but I only really go to him for frat related situations and-
“Weed?” Neji shoots a glare at you while you giggle and stick your tongue out.
“I suppose it’s no secret that he’s a plug, but why do you want to know? You don’t smoke and he’s a bad crowd to be around.”
“Because he smokes? Seems pretty chill to me.” You shrug. His fingers found their way to your thigh, tracing small circles. “I’ve heard things is all. Trust me when I say to stay away okay?” He reaches up to grab you by the chin, planting a soft kiss on your lips. “Mhm..” You hum in response, kissing him back.
You trusted Neji. He’s your best friend after all, who you occasionally had sex with.
Soon you were both in the frat house, sneaking in like two teens who snuck out. “Neji-“ You gasp, his lips finding your neck. He licked and sucked, “Bed room.”
“I want you right here.” He had you pressed up against the wall, three doors down from his room.
“We’ll get caught.” You moan quietly into his shoulder, thick fingers finding their way between your legs. “I can feel how wet you are.” He found your lips again, fingers rubbing your clit through your shorts. “Neji..”
“You asked about another man in my car. I admit I’m quite jealous.” He murmured, lifting you off your feet with no sweat. You yelp quietly, legs wrapping around him instinctively. Neji Hyuga. He comes from a wealthy family, has always been a leader. He spoke politely (as he was raised to do so), he got nothing but good grades, plenty of scholarships, his uncle was the dean of the college you all attended, Neji was even president of Kappa Konoha. He was a star student and individual.
No one would ever suspect he’d be balls deep in you right now, your legs folded to your chest while he held you there. His best friend, you were the only one who shit talked him upon meeting him. Neji spoke in such a way that made him seem superior. You did not like that at all, and after a few interactions of you literally arguing with him, you became friends. He had apologized, and fucked you right afterwards.
“Right there- uh huh..” You whimper out. Your nails dug into his soft lavender sheets. “Right here? Feel good? Tell me it feels good.” He leaned over your body, long hair falling around his face. Your teary eyes looked up into his deep green ones. You gasp as you felt every inch of him, he was long and thick with quite a bit of girth at his base. “Am I being too rough?” He whispers to you. He slows down his pace just a bit. You liked that about Neji. He always checked in on you. It didn’t matter what position, any pace- it didn’t matter.
“s’kay Neji.. I promise. I’m so close it feels so good. Keep going please.” He moans at the feeling of you squeeze around him. “As you wish..” Neji lets up, losing the grip on your legs.
“on your stomach.” He flips you over, positioning your body to how he wanted it.
“She’s so hungry isn’t she?” Neji’s thick fingers rub over your glistening pussy, his cum from the previous round seeping out. Your legs shook. “Ah ah..bad girl. Keep it all in there for me okay?” He talks to sweetly to your pussy. He loved doing that, pussy drunk. He gathered the slick, pushing it all back in. “Mmgh..” Your hips move back on his fingers that entered you. “Neji..”
“Shhh..she’s talking.” He fingered you slow, fingers reaching deep inside your cum filled heat. His thumb circling your sensitive bud. You were so wet, dripping down his fingers. “Fuck-“ He licks his lips.
“M’gonna cum-“ You were crying. Hips fucking back on the fingers. Neji coos, other hand coming to rub your back. “You’re gonna cum for me?”
“Yes- yes ohmygoodness Neji!” Your vision blurs, orgasm hitting you hard. “That’s my girl.” Neji whispers, and watching in awe as you squirt around his fingers. He wasn’t done with you of course. Pulling out his fingers to lick them clean and repositions himself behind you, thick tip rubbing against your pussy. “I’m gonna keep going okay?”
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Your routine was an in-and-out one. You don’t want to be caught by anyone in the frat- hell you didn’t want anyone to know about what you two had going on. Of course you weren’t always quiet and Neji tells you often about his frat brothers teasing him about the mystery girl who screams his name out every now and then, but you still didn’t want to get such a thing started you can’t back out of.
After you and Neji showered together, and he cleaned you up. His sheets were changed and his kisses you goodnight. You’d go to bed together but he knew by morning you’d be gone. He just wanted to fall asleep to your scent, knowing you were there at some point. Neji likes to wake up to the smell of vanilla and fresh coffee.
You knew the frat house better than a lot of others did. It was no surprise you got to the door so quickly, the fresh air from outside hitting your face- it was cold, but what stopped you was a certain smell from earlier that wasn’t the Hyuga you’d just slept with.
“Vanilla and coffee.” Shikamaru sits on the steps of the house. His eyes flick up to you, an amused look on his face. “Was that you I heard the last what…four hours?” He yawns, picking up what seems to be a discarded blunt.
“Nah, I’m not even here.”
“Your scent is.” He remarked, lighter flicking to light the joint. “Smoke?” He holds it out towards you.
“I don’t smoke.”
“Right..I forgot.” He turns away from you, hand waving you off.
You bite the inside of your jaw. He was so strange. You looked over Shikamaru’s form. His hair was down, and long almost as long as Neji’s. He looked calm and at home. Black tank top showing off his toned arms and biceps and.. “Spongebob house shoes?” You snort. Shikamaru starts chuckling, patting the spot next to him just like earlier that day.
“Not this time, I gotta go.”
“Right right, the secret girl Neji’s been banging. You’re pretty loud you know?”
You mush his head gently, walking past him.
“Not gonna respond?” He calls afterwards, shitty grin on his lazy lips.
𐙚 plug!shikamaru x fem!reader, 𐙚 frat boy!neji x reader , lowkey reader x everyone | Next Chapter | divider by @/cursed-carmine
𐙚 synopsis: where the pretty girl around campus meets the campus plug, who just so happens to be in the same frat as her best friend…who she fucks occasionally
One thing about college is that once you become aware of someone’s existence, you see them everywhere. This wasn’t foreign to you, as your pretty eyes watched Shikamru with interest. The library packed yet he sat alone, bored, you could tell. His pretty face rested in the palm of his hand, lips slightly pouted as he glanced outside the window, campus seeming busy. You felt drawn to him, his vibe, you liked it. Having only really talked to him briefly (you don’t count the time outside of the frat house), and that was weeks ago…unless you counted that one time two days ago-
But you saw Shikamaru everywhere. On your way to some of your classes you could make out his figure. Sometimes he wouldn’t be by himself. Sometimes he’d walk alongside a man who carried a bag of chips big enough for the both of them to share. And of course that spot by the tree…
“Vanilla and Coffee?” The nickname funnily sticking with you. He didn’t scare you that time. Smile dancing on your lips as you sat down next to him on the soft grass. “Shikamaru.” You giggle, looking right up to the clouds. But the Nara looked right at you. Drowning in your scent. He felt a strange sense of comfort that he didn’t dislike. “You look pretty.” He found himself muttering, catching your attention. Your pretty brown eyes diverted their gaze from the white of the sky to the darkness of his eyes. “Say that again.” You had said. Of course you were curious about him. You wanted to know everything- strangely enough, more than him just selling weed to your peers and being in the same fraternity as your best friend…the one who had warned you. “I don’t want to.” He huffs, diverting his gaze. But then you groan, your soft hands grabbing his arm to shake him, gently, not all crazy like. “Cmonnnn say it again Maru.” The pretty pout on your lips has the man swallowing.
“…You look pretty.” His eyes locking with yours.
“You’re gonna burn holes into his forehead if you keep staring.” Neji’s voice brings you back to reality. You head snaps forward to Neji who sat across from you. His eyebrow quirked up curiously at you. “Lies.” You huff, looking back down at the neglected classwork you were supposed to have started on an hour ago. The distant memory of the man wanting so badly to play out.
“Whose forehead?” Naruto, the curious blonde squinted eyes at you before looking behind Neji. “That guy with the ponytail?” He said- rather loudly. “Naruto- shut up!” You groan, swatting a hand at him as he started snickering. Your eyes focus back on Neji. His expression unreadable, but upon closer inspection anybody could see he was biting the inside of his cheek. “Isn’t he the one who sell’s…yk?” The low voice of Sasuke could be heard from Naruto’s side. You sigh, pretty eyes looking over at him as he took a glance- same as Naruto. The dark haired male looking back at you.
Shrugging your shoulders, you look down at your work again. Sasuke’s gaze was something you could never hold for long without looking away. “All that isn’t my business.” You murmur. Pencil quickly answering the questions. “Just some random guy.”
But that random guy noticed you the moment your group of friends sat down tables away from him. He picked you out of the mixed crowd of loud and silent. Your pretty hair out of your face, the skimpy shorts you wore with the off shoulder top. No bra, he could see. The gloss on your lips, that pretty laugh you let out at something the annoying blonde at your table said. Shikamaru bet you smelled good. Vanilla and coffee..
“Isn’t he one of Neji’s frat brothers? I saw him there one time we were over. Neji?” Sai’s head tilted curiously. All eyes fell on the long haired man, who rolled his eyes. “I thought we were coming to study?”
“We never really study when we’re in the library.” Sai points out. Work cluttered the table. Sai’s sketchbook open, his hand messy with charcoal. Naruto’s discarded calculator somehow on the other side of Neji. Sasuke’s work all completed, so he opted to help the blonde who gave up thirty minutes ago. Neji’s laptop that he tapped at, work completed already. Temari’s books she left. And your work, your answered questions. “And besides,” He hums, “I want to know her interest in this guy. Is he another addition to our friend group?” Your face grew hot, knowing exactly what he was referring to.
“No. And I don’t fuck all of you.” You roll your eyes, blush spreading across the pale man’s cheeks. Quietly he hides behind the large sketchbook.
Neji coughs, his foot grazing your leg under the table. “…Anyways, I’m gonna head to my dorm.” You stand, gathering your things in your tote bag. “Neji? Can you grab Temari’s books? I’m gonna put them in the dorm for later.” Temari was also your roommate. It was nice to share a room with your friend. Your friends really made you happy, even if everyone was a horny fuck. The longer haired male stands, closing his laptop and muttering a small “sure.”
Naruto groans, Neji sliding his calculator over. “Are we still meeting up later?” Sasuke looks between you and Neji. The raven haired male assumed something more went on between the both of you. Sasuke sniffed it out early actually, you could always be found with Neji. You weren’t by yourself for long after all, only on certain occasions. “Yes, of course. See you guys later.” Pretty smile flashed before darting out of the crowded study space, Neji hot on your trail. His tall frame behind you, so close you cool feel the heat radiating off of his sweatshirt.
Neji had plenty to say about the matter, if you could even call it that. He gave you a warning and left it at that, but you were curious. He knew that much, and the look in your eyes told him enough. The walk to your dorm silent. The moment you both entered into the cozy, empty space, his hands grabbed at your waist. “Neji-“ You yelp, barely setting your bag down. Gentle fingers graze the exposed skin, the warmth of his breath fanning against your neck, followed by his lips. “Why can’t you just listen to me?” He sighs, soft kisses trail up to your ear. “I told you to not get involved.”
“I didn’t.” You rolls your eyes, the words going straight to that pretty pearl between your legs. Whining softly you press back against him. “You’re just jealous.”
“And you have an attitude.” He bites back, pressing your front onto your bed the moment he walked you towards it. As if on command, you lean further onto the softness of your living space, the round of your ass on full display for the man who started unbuckling his belt. Pulling your shorts down, he moans. Your white lacy panties staring right at him, damp spot only growing.
“I don’t like that he has your attention.” The thickness of his tip glistened with pre-cum, head rubbing against that wet spot of your core. Fingers pulled your panties to the side, pretty pussy winking at him. He gathered the slick with the head of his dick, groaning softly as he teased your entrance, easing in and out..,in and out before that final push sent you whimpering.
Neji Hyuga didn’t get “jealous”. He had no reason to be. He didn’t care.Naruto and Sasuke could share you all they wanted. He didn’t care. You could be Sai’s muse for his personal artwork, your naked body bare, nipples perfectly drawn down to the metal of your nipple piercings. He didn’t care. You could ride Temari’s face all you wanted. It didn’t bother him, not one bit. But his frat brother, someone you didn’t even know. Someone you had no business being involved with.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust! “s—low down- Neji!”
No, he didn’t like that. Not one bit.
Your friends met up again later on that night, in the chapter room of the frat house. Your head lay on Neji’s chest, the man holding it close as you lay cuddled up in the loveseat. Naruto and Sasuke claiming the large bean bag chair, while Temari lay on the couch, her legs thrown over Sai’s thighs as their share a blanket. Some movie was playing but it didn’t have your attention. Neji’s fingers rubbing across the bare skin of your ass. Shorts and one of his shirts- his favorite combo on you.
You bit your lip, eyes staring out the small crack in the door of the room. While the room was dark- part from the candles lit and the light from the tv, the hallway had a small light going. And in that light you saw him, for a split second, that ponytail.
“I’ll be back okay? Gonna use the bathroom.” You whisper to Neji. He hums, fixated on the film.
You crept the hallway, Shikamaru’s figure now lost? Groaning in annoyance you do head for the bathroom, which so happened to be a farther walk since you preferred to use Neji’s. And you did walk. Allll the way across the house. And before you reached the man’s door you notice one a bit further from his, the green plaque reading ‘Shikamaru’. Inching closer you found yourself in front of his door.
Funny enough, it opens. You flinch, inching backwards before you’re caught, until that raspy voice reaches out to you. “Vanilla and coffee.” Air thick around you. If you didn’t react, your body sure did. Halting your movements, pretty eyes gazing into the faint light of Shikamaru’s room. The smoke left first, that cloud reaching towards you, and then his body.
Blunt in hand, his body leans against the door frame. And he was smirking at you.
“How’d you know it was me?” You stood there like a deer caught in the road. The nerves whispering to you. Why…why were you so nervous? There was hesitation in your voice as you spoke. Your eyes trailed from the hair draping down his face to neck, further down the very visible build his body portrayed in the tight tank top and sweatpants. “I smelled you.” Fuck.
“Oh…” and he chuckles. “Was my room your intended location?”
“No….I was going to use the bathroom.”
“Bathroom’s on the other side of the house, y’know?” You watch his lips wrap around the blunt, inhaling the smoke before blowing it your way again. He raised a curious brow, taking in your form as you did his. You looked more relaxed than when he’d see you around campus. More at home. The skimpy shorts, the rather large sweatshirt who he knew belonged to. Glasses on your face. It was cute.
“I usually use Neji’s.” That’s what it was, but Shikamaru knew that to begin with. Shrugging he stares right into those pretty eyes of yours. So confident he could hear your heart beating. “Alright. Don’t let me disturb you, then.”
But you were closer the moment he backed away just a little bit. Your frame in front of his door, the darkness of his room shrouded in a cloud of smoke. The smell of weed not bothering you. His body sits on the corner of his bed, eyes not leaving yours for even a second.“Can I..” Pretty eyes lock with his. Smirk dancing on Shikamaru’s lips, two fingers beckoning you into the haze of his room.
“Close the door behind you.” And the door shuts. You stayed with your back leaned up against it, watching his every movement. The rise and fall of his chest, the way he hunched over, the way he looked at you. “Are you nervous?” Something you hadn’t seen before. The look of want, the look of need, the look of longing, of hunger. Your heart would beat out of your chest if given the opportunity. “..A little bit.”
“I don’t bite.”
“Not what I’m nervous about.”
“Alright, I do bite.”
“Shikamaru.”
His laugh finding its place right in your head. Those same two fingers motioned you to come closer, “Cmere..” his tone laced with joy and something else that made your heart thump ! Your body shuffling forward until you fit right between his legs. Leaning back just a bit, the Nara got a good look at you. And then he touched you. You shudder at the feeling of his warm hand grazing the softness of your thigh, trailing further up. Neji’s sweatshirt suddenly feeling suffocating. Gently fingers work all the way up to the shirt, and you watch as Shikamaru’s brow twitches. “I’m not too fond of this.”
“…You should take it off me.”
He places the blunt between his lips, standing up, his hand locked on the material of the shirt as he begins to lift it, your hands going up immediately. The sweatshirt gets thrown on the floor besides you, nipples hardening at the sudden attention. His eyes stared into yours, the question of whether he should continue lingering within his irises. You nod, gasping at the gently fingers cradling your chin. “Open.” One hit of the blunt before his lips are on yours, and you melt. He groans into your mouth, tongues dancing as the smoke passes itself to you. The metal of his tongue piercing finding its way around your warmth, gaining familiarity. Deeper, you wanted him deeper.
The make out session so sloppy you miss when he puts the blunt out, hand coming to fiddle with your nipples. “Maru..” You whine, head tilting back. He kisses down your neck onto the soft skin of your breast and sucking, taking your nipple into his mouth, tongue ring flicking the hardened nub. Your fingers wrap in his hair immediately.
Maybe it was the smoke getting to you, second hand high making its way into your system. You felt so light, so delicate in Shikamaru’s grasp. He sucked hard, teeth grazing the bud so softly, small grunts flowing from the man’s mouth, full of your nipple, full of you. “Fuck..” More, you wanted more, he wanted more. Your other hand reached out to touch him, fingertips gliding over the abs through his shirt. Soft touch’s going lower to his waistband, “Can I-“
“Yes please.” He begged, your hand pulling down the waistband of his underwear down just a bit, running over the dark hairs at his base, down to the twitching muscle. You feel yourself gasp. So big and wet from the leaking head.
You started to wonder why Neji would warn you. Was he jealous? And fuck- Neji. The movie, the bathroom. Your thoughts are drowned out by Shikamaru capturing your lips again, your hand not nearly big enough to wrap around his fat cock, your thumb smearing the pre cum around his tip. “Feels s’good.” He shudders- Knock, Knock, Knock.
The heavy knocks on his door sent you pushing him away. Breathless, Shikamaru looks down at you, panting. “What a drag..” He closes his eyes at the second round of knocks, a groan leaving his lips. Tucking himself back into his underwear, he picked your shirt up from the ground and hands it to you to put on. Walking towards the door he cracks it just a little bit. “Yes?”
Light eyes watch as the smoke poured from his room. The look of annoyance on Neji’s face. “I told you to stop hot boxing your room, what if the alarm goes off again?”
“Yeah, yeah. What do you want?”
“Is Y/N not in there?” Neji crosses his arms. Shikamaru jumps at the feeling of your hand on his back. Moving out of the way, you come face to face with Neji who stares down at you with an unreadable expression. “Your doors locked…And I saw Shikamaru so I asked if I could use his bathroom. I’m all done now though, hope the movie’s not over with.” You walk past him.
The longer haired man stood frozen for a second, Shikamaru’s door shutting in his face. He whips around to follow you, frown deep on his face noticing that your sweater was on backwards. And he was absolutely certain that his door wasn’t locked.
You are reluctantly picking up drugs for your elder brother and Shikamaru is the plug and when he pulls up to meeting place there you were standing, looking cute and adorable and hot. Shikamaru see's you and thinks Damn.
You were a pretty little thing,he could just eat you whole.
So you stated your business and your pick up. Shikamaru gave you your pickup and gave you his phone number and told you to call him when you feel lonely and winked at you.
