#shikanarusasu

[leozitic]

shikamaru = #1 sasuke hater

[starry-delusions]

Okie dokie then, * adds more wine to your smut *, Dommy Shikamaru and his dummy duo.

Sasuke is braced against the wall. Naruto is kneeling in front of him, looking up. He's not allowed to touch himself. Shikamaru is currently having a gander at this mysterious, mythical Sexy Jutsu that he remembered Naruto had mentioned. Then was promptly smacked in the face by Sasuke God damn Uchiha. Wasn't sure about the reason for the secrecy. And now he does.

The Sasuke clings to him from every thrust. The way he keeps humping back to meet his hips just screams his true desires out. Naruto had invented a Pussy Jutsu. Sasuke had, presumably, learned how to do it too. He's soaking wet and whimpering for more, more, more. He's desperate for the something that he's to shy to specify.

No wonder he's so private. If Shikamaru had known about this side of Sasuke, scariest man in the village, Uchiha, then he'd probably want to challenge that more often.

For now though, he's torturing him with his learned Pussy Jutsu that he got from Naruto. Asking Sasuke how he learned it. Asking if he's ever played with himself with the technique. He'll even offer a kink exchange for the answer. Sasuke is struggling to think. Made worse by the Knucklehead Hokage dutifully licking at his stomach where he feels a bump of fullness. Not. Fucking. Fair.

Sensing the shyness, Shikamaru offers a kink trick first. A ring of shadows wrap around the base of his cock and a pair of stray tendrils coil around his dick as he pulls out. Thrusts back in and OoOoh nooo fuuck... The shadows start swirling inside of him. Shikamaru rests his head on Sasuke's shoulders, not even bothering to move his hips beyond a leisurely thrust. The tentacle addition added enough stimulation for both of them.

Naruto can feel the tendrils moving through Sasuke's insides. Whining wanting so bad to see how that feels. Where Naruto sits, he gets to see Sasuke confess his dirtier desires and private indulgences. Shikamaru rewards him with a little more strength in his thrusts. When Sasuke goes quiet again Shikamaru slows down. He looks back annoyed, gets encouraged to start talking about his fantasies again and. Thrust. Thrust. Harder. This fucker is only gonna fuck him if Sasuke keeps confessing.

He's just keeps saying more, More, MORE. Wanting ever so badly to hide his face and just let himself be pounded into pudding like he's used to. However, Shikamaru isn't letting him have that. And Naruto is present but unable to take over his horny fuck spiral. So...

Talk talk talk he goes. Talking about desires he's had that Naruto had encouraged out of him. Desires he's embarrassed to admit to. Some unrealistic fantasies that, honestly with a bit of finagling, could probably be feasible. Where there's a will there's an Naruto and all.

Then when Sasuke and brushing up against fantasies you far too embarrassed to put words to, far too embarrassed to even admit Naruto about. Shikamaru pulls out and thigh fucks himself to completion, Naruto brought down to lick at Sasuke's pussy and Shikamaru's tip. The advisor finishes in the Hokage's mouth, biting into his coworker's shoulder as he feels himself calm down. Sasuke is disappointed, like he's lost out on a prize.

He's pulled back to rest on Shikamaru's chest, shadows blinding him. Not allowed to use his Sharingan. And Shikamaru gives Naruto the command he'd been waiting to hear.

Eat him.

EXQUISITE STUFF ANON!! I AM FED AND DRUNK

Shikamaru sat back lazily playing with Sasuke’s chest as he watches Naruto eat his cunt like a starved man. He’s tugging on Sasuke’s nipples, chin resting on his shoulder as the two finally have their fun, maybe whispering some filth into Sasuke’s ear or ordering Naruto to work harder. Maybe he’ll grab a fistful of Naruto’s hair and pull him up, ordering Naruto to grind their pussies together so he can makeout with him, licking up the mess Sasuke made on his face 🤤🤤🤤 Your brain. You have given me a meal I’ll think about for weeks to come

[naruversemisa]

Chapters: 15/? Fandom: Naruto Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Nara Shikamaru/Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Nara Shikamaru/Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Kyuubi | Nine-tails | Kurama & Uzumaki Naruto, Hatake Kakashi & Uzumaki Naruto, Umino Iruka & Uzumaki Naruto, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Haku/Uchiha Itachi Characters: Uzumaki Naruto, Kyuubi | Nine-tails | Kurama, Hatake Kakashi, Umino Iruka, Sarutobi Hiruzen, Original Fox Characters, Gaara (Naruto), Ichibi | One-tail | Shukaku, Nibi | Two-tails | Matatabi, Sanbi | Three-tails | Isobu, Rokubi | Six-tails | Saiken, Yonbi | Four-tails | Son Gokuu, Gobi | Five-tails | Kokuou, Nanabi | Seven-tails | Choumei, Hachibi | Eight-tails | Gyuuki, Jinchuuriki (Naruto) - Character, Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Itachi, Nara Shikamaru, Haku (Naruto), Sannin (Naruto) - Character, Original Background Characters, Konoha Citizens, Uchiha Shisui, Momochi Zabuza, Utakata (Naruto), Karatachi Yagura, Kimimaro (Naruto), Sai (Naruto), Shin (Naruto), Other Naruto Character(s) Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, blatant disregard for canon, Canon What Canon?, Canon-Typical Violence, Pre-Canon, Pre-Slash, Slash, Mpreg, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Implied Mpreg, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Mental Health Issues, Poor Mental Health Care, Poor Life Choices, Damaged Hatake Kakashi, Hatake Kakashi is a Troll, BAMF Hatake Kakashi, BAMF Umino Iruka, Minor Hatake Kakashi/Umino Iruka, Protective Kyuubi | Nine-tails | Kurama, BAMF Kyuubi | Nine-tails | Kurama, Summoning, Summoning Jutsu, Kitsune, Spirit Foxes, Smart Uzumaki Naruto, Summoner Uzumaki Naruto, Powerful Uzumaki Naruto, Let's Be Honest He's Overpowered in Canon, Jinchuuriki-centric, Cheerful but Terrifying Uzumaki Naruto, Haku-Sexual Itachi Summary:

After being alive for thousands of years, Kurama thought that he’d seen the depths of humanity’s idiocy long before he ever was forced into bondage at the hands of an idealistic idiot and his seal-master of a wife.

Given the current situation surrounding his latest jailor clearly he’d been wrong.

Considering how high that bar was before the latest clusterfuck he was witness to while bound and contained inside an insignificant human – fleshies, he’d never understand how they functioned with all their oozing and shedding and blech, give him good clean chakra any day – it was almost impressive.

Almost.

If the reason for their current idiocy wasn’t something as fucking idiotic as human politics and as ridiculous as taking wrongful revenge on an innocent human-kit, that was.

or/TLDR:

Kurama is done with humans, his vessel clearly wasn't being taken care of, and Naruto ends up raised away from Konoha by a skulk of spirit foxes and one very grumpy fox bijuu who has issues with intermittent bouts of rage against humans in general and idiotic seal masters in particular.

[liam-cadmus]

Sasuke appears in front of the gate with a swirl of flames and crackling of lightning, wobbling on his feet when he arrives. Kushina shrieks in surprise, before glaring at him with mock venom. He was about to rub the back of his neck, before he realizes the braid covering said nape.  He moves the braid to a shoulder, before greeting his godparents. “Good Afternoon, Shikaku-san, Mikoto-san, I was told of your arrival, may I ask of what it would be?” he asked politely, which earned a fond rolling of violet eyes from Kushina.  “Sasuke-kun, ever so polite. Is it so bad that Kushina and I just thought of visiting our favorite godchild?” Shikaku questions, making him shake his head abruptly. “Ah, no, I was just surprised. Will we meet in a location or do we walk there as a group?”  “Let’s wait for your older brother before walking, Shikamaru and Naruto already went ahead. Minato unfortunately wouldn’t be able to make it because of Hokage duties, and Yoshino is out for a short mission in the Land of Lightning.”  He questions this, confusion and exasperation filling his whole being when he found out that somehow, Kushina and Shikaku, who are the exact people who his parents are pining for, are the ones who are destined to be his godparents. And the same people who have sons of their own, that are somehow the same age as his.  How destiny is playing with his strings, he doesn’t know. But his parents’ advice of not falling for a Nara and a Uzumaki is proving to be a difficult considering his situation.  He only nods, before the three of them wait in front of the gates, dead silent. He should have not of thought about it, because it made it very awkward. Wind whirls beside him, before flames burst, diminishing as a flock of crows as Itachi strides forward, smiling politely.  “Should we get going?” his brother asks, which his godparents nodded to, the two clan heads moving in front of the two brothers. He glares at Itachi suspiciously, the amused smirk looking far too annoying.  They enter Ichiraku Ramen, where Shikamaru and Naruto reserved seats, Kushina excitedly talking to Shikaku-san. He trails after them quietly, watching Itachi quietly add to the conversation. Clan Head matters, he realizes, remembering Itachi talking about him about Danzo. He finds politics only a tiny bit interesting, but he wouldn’t do it if someone asks him to. Except if they allow him to just talk down on the elders, he would do it in a second. He sits down in the remaining seat, somehow, somehow in between Shikamaru and Naruto. He resists the urge to throw his hands up, only pushing a strand of hair behind his ear. Naruto’s loud storytelling filling his ears as Teuchi-san places a bowl of tonkotsu ramen in front of him, which he smiles at. Shikamaru’s drawls answer to Naruto’s words, their voices mingling as the background noise, him quietly taking bites of the chashu pork belly.  “Sasuke-kun, I’ve heard that from Naru-chan that you pushed him out of the way by your last mission, I just wanted to thank you.” Kushina oba-san mentions, making him look up in surprise, ruffling his well-kept bangs.  “Hn, It’s fine oba-san, he was being an idiot anyways.” he explains, wiping his lips with a tissue. He moves the empty bowl next to Naruto’s stack, taking the half-eaten bowl Shikamaru moved, passing it silently to Naruto, who was currently defending himself on how he wasn’t a complete idiot.  Shikamaru just answers him with sarcasm, reminding him that he probably would’ve been kidnapped if Sasuke didn’t think of walking back to the town, because Naruto made it a rule to always get lost in their missions. Thanks to Sasuke, they were able to arrive on time, which saved Kurama from getting extracted from the seal.  He joins in their banter, teaming up with Shikamaru on how Shikamaru had to keep Naruto in place with his shadow technique, and that he had to subdue the Kyuubi with the Sharingan, while Kakashi-nii (sensei) fought Deidara.  Itachi snorts as he humiliates Sasuke to his godparents, telling them how he would let the young children from the clan braid his hair, that he would bring them to a training ground to help them practice. Itachi sure does find it amusing to be the one humiliating him, since their parents aren’t there to do it for him.  He laughs along as his godparents tease Shikamaru and Naruto, smirking when their cheeks look red.  He doesn’t notice the adults sharing a glance to each other, doesn’t notice Naruto’s arm around the back of his chair, or how Shikamaru smacks his thigh whenever the Nara laughs.  “Sasuke, I heard you and Gaara were doing joint missions? How has that been going?” Itachi innocently asks, which he answered with a nonchalant tone, “You know why, Itachi. I don’t know why you’re even asking me.”  He doesn’t notice the males beside him stiffening, or the jealousy swirling in their eyes. Sasuke may have avoided falling for a Nara or a Uzumaki, but the two males fell for him instead. Mikoto watching over her sons:  “Holy shit, Fugaku, look, he listened to our advice.” she murmurs, before laughing, hysterically crying when she notices the jealous teens on either side.  “He sure did.” Part 1 of this AU Part 2 of this AU

[rayshippouuchiha]

okay I know this is super random considering the fact that it's been a while since you've made any shikanaru related posts, but how CUTE would shikanarusasu be??? Like, shikamaru starts to slowly understand sasuke's trauma and pain over time and understands why he feel so drawn to naruto since those two share similiar pain. and naruto already is willing to scarifice everything for sasuke in CANON so LJHLIUGHIUEH IT WOULD BE SO CUTEEEE

I also have an obsession with shikamaru because he's hot so it really is a double-edged sword whenever I ship him with anyone- on one hand, the ships are cute and on the other it pains me because I will never find a man like shikamaru </3

They really would be the 3-some that’s got everything.

Naruto’s the heart, Sasuke’s the edge, and Shikamaru’s the brains and can provide a bit of stability and normalcy for all three of them in a lot of ways.

[starry-delusions]

Adding on to the Shikamaru domination train cuz another idea of popped up in the head.

Shikamaru has the ability to make Shadow spikes to penetrate his enemies. It stands to reason that those spikes don't need to be Sharp all the time. And because of how silent and sneaky the shadow powers are, sometimes you're caught without realizing it.

Sasuke and Naruto are at the table arguing again just volume maximum yelling at each other and Shikamaru had just barely walked in. Didn't get enough sleep, there was construction work near his home and the sound of a drill still sounds in his eardrums.

He doesn't say God damn word as he walks over to his designated seat while Dumb and Dumber keep yelling just getting on each other's nerves and then suddenly before the rest of the important politic people come in for their meeting, they're both chill. Hokage and Shadow Hokage have both chilled the fuck out all at once... however they're not talking.

So as the meeting starts up, and goes through as planned with Shikamaru taking the lead and actually getting the work done, the other counselors leave.

Tired as balls, brain dead Blondie, and screaming silence stupid head are the last ones in the room. Shikamaru dismisses his shadow strangle Jutsu that had been keeping Naruto and Sasuke in place. Asshole stretched out from abuse, alternating between "oh so full" and "oh so empty" throughout the discussion. Cocks sore from shadow sounding, stiff then not, stiff then not. The MOST precise movements on the most delicate part of their body. Nipples raw from the teasing, thank GOD for their cloaks hiding the suspicious movement at their chest.

And the worst part: the specified weaknesses.

Naruto's weak to giving tiddy jobs. He couldn't tell you why, something about being used like that just reaks havoc on his brain. His chest is already so sensitive from years of his poor decision to not always protected thine titties from the chainmail he used to wear. Even when his wardrobe has less of a need for combat protection nowadays, it still doesn't change how much of an erogenous zone his chest has become.

And Sasuke being weak to choking and hair pulling. The feeling of a shadow tendril up along his spine and just occasionally add more pressure around his neck with another tendril arm split down the middle just massaging a Sweet spot in his hair. The hair pulling makes him so sleepy, and the choking forces him back awake. It's like a push and pull of competing desires to submit and fight back. Sasuke is so upset that Shikamaru clocked that so fast.

The two hokages are both mentally kaput from the strain of maintaining their poker faces throughout the meeting. They are far too exhausted and desperate and needy to think of anything else. Willing to actually follow orders from their advisor. . .

(( this could also mean Shikamaru gets a lot of free meals out of the both of them. Handy as hell when someone steals his lunch. Again. (⁠٥⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠) ))

Anon I’m gonna need you to keep COOKIN cuz this is some primo italiano horny 👀🙂‍↕️🥰🫪

Shikamaru not even acknowledging them, he doesn’t need to say a word, just lets his jutsu do all the work to quiet them down. And they are very good boys who sit there and take it, trying their best to focus on not giving the game away cuz the worst case scenario to their dumb horny brains is this stopping rather than getting caught. It’s mildly exhausting to Shikamaru to waste so much chakra on stupid bondage scenarios but it’s so worth cuz it makes his job so much easier :3

[liam-cadmus]

The clouds are no where to be seen against the dark blue sky, the stars and moon contrasting in a different color. Various shades  ranging from light blue to dark indigo blends together under the streetlights of the compound, the Uchiha insignia stitched to their backs. A faint light glows from the main house, four faint shadows seen through the shoji doors, silent against the bustling noise of children and adults hurrying to come home. The air in the dining room is tense, no tinkling laughs from the youngest nor the fond scolding of the mother to her sons’ mischievousness.  Mikoto Uchiha takes another bowl of miso soup to give her youngest, as Itachi’s chopsticks holds on to a piece of seared fish, Fugaku gulping down water. Sasuke thanks his mother for the bowl before leaning forwards, listening intently to his father’s story. “You need to avoid falling for a Uzumaki or a Nara,” Fugaku murmurs gently to his youngest, as Mikoto smiles. His big dark grey doe eyes stare at them, attention captivated and memorizing every word they spout. Silence descends on the table as he collects his bearings. He knows, that his parents married out of duty, for the clan. He was able to hear it when he passed Daisuke-oji in the clan market, making him question his parents. He later asked his parents, prompting them to explain the arranged marriage, the clan needing an appropriate wife for the clan heir, later on deciding on Mikoto. She would tell them how she missed doing missions, and his father telling stories about their battles as teens. Sasuke was angry at first, knowing that his parents didn’t marry out of love, but the more time he spent to wrap it around his head, made it easier to understand. His brother is always there to clarify it, and they would ask their parents if Itachi can’t explain. They always reassure them, that despite being in an arranged marriage, it doesn’t change the fact they both love them with their whole hearts. His parents try to be subtle in front of him, but he knows. Being an Uchiha makes it impossible to not see their longing gazes, their schooled features masking their pining, their desire to be with their true lovers. They don’t regret having them, always trying their best to shower them with love, that he appreciates. ‘I couldn’t love Fugaku at first. But I learned how, even if I like girls.’ Mikoto smiles at him, ‘Fugaku found a way to be the only exception, he became dear to my heart to the point that it would break my heart if I lose him.’ Despite being the second-born, he’s a prodigy in his own right, sharp senses and lightning fast reflexes. He can see his mother’s discreet glances when they walk through the village’s streets, always trailing after the bright red hair of his aunt Kushina. ‘I love her,’ she once murmured when she was tucking him to bed, his six-year-old brain not yet aware that she’s hinting at the hot-blooded jinchuuriki. The powerful kunoichi was able to take his mother’s heart, with her bright smiles and fierce personality, while his mother aches for hers.   His father, even if he rarely accompanies him, was too obvious for him to figure out. His eyes would soften when he sees Shikaku-san, his frowns lessening and replaced with faint smiles, his cold and distant expression disappearing. ‘Clan heirs rarely get to marry another, after all, they are there to serve for the best of their clan.’ He follows his father’s gaze, seated beside him on the porch as the sun sets, ‘It’s hard to oppose the clan for your own desire. Clan heirships can be passed to the second-born, although, Itachi already took it. So promise me Sasuke, fight for whoever you fall in love with.’ He stares at his parents grim expressions in front of him, the names Shikamaru and Naruto unspoken, their gazes heavy on his shoulders. He breathes out heavily before nodding. “I’ll try not to.” he ducks his head, as Mikoto sighs at him, before deft fingers ruffle his hair. “You don’t have to force yourself not to. As long as you try.”  They’re only looking out for him, Naruto being the only heir of Uzumaki and Shikamaru as the only child of the Clan Head.  Mikoto claps her hands, before Itachi huffs in amusement, as they start cleaning the table. He wanders to his mother’s side, helping her with the dishes, earning him a fond laugh. Fugaku rolls his eyes before leaning on the doorway of the kitchen, watching the matriarch piles the plates on the sink as Itachi and Sasuke splashes each other with suds and water.  He was 8 years old when his cousin was rescued by Tsume Inuzuka in the river barely breathing, one of his sockets empty.  He was turning 9 when he arrives in their house with his parents were killed in front of his eyes, his Sharingan activating in his horror, the vision being imprinted in his mind with clarity, while his vision blurs with tears. He screams when his parents drop dead in front of him as the hooded figure runs out the window, scrambling to keep his parents alive. He cauterizes their wounds, trying to stall their death as his hands get covered in his parents’ blood. His chakra spiked hard, being sensed throughout the village as Itachi runs full-speed to the compound, Kakashi on his tail as they both sensed the abrupt spike. It was two weeks before his birthday when he is looking blankly at the white wall in front of him, dried blood flaking off his fingers as Itachi paces in front of them, his masked ANBU teammates murmuring faintly by the door. He doesn’t spare a glance when the door opens in haste as he stares intently at the sparkling marble of the floor, the memory repeatedly showing up in the forefront of his mind.  His brother was unapproachable, jumbled thoughts and distracted, while he’s detached, unresponsive as Minato shakes him out of his stupor, worried blue eyes staring back at him. “Sasuke, calm down, deep breaths. Focus on my breaths.” he follows his uncle’s breathing, the exaggerated breaths and counting making it easier to follow, as Kushina wipes off the blood on his trembling hands. He leans back on the chair, trying to calm down his pounding heart, as Kushina soothes him, kissing his temple. Itachi is being held by Hound, his brother still against the arms wrapped around his shoulders. Kushina tucks his head under her chin as she rubs his back, the Uchiha in her lap feeling numb. Shikaku burst open the doors as the medical-nin walks out with a grim expression, “We tried to stabilize and resuscitate. Unfortunately, they have passed away.”  Sasuke’s blood runs cold, as he chokes on a breath, staring down on his shaking hands. Itachi falters, staggering to his brother as Sasuke climbs on his lap, crying. He schools hisi features to hide his grief while he comforts his brother, burying his tear-stricken face in his Sasuke’s unruly hair.  He was nine-years-old when he blows bright red flames beside Itachi on the pyre, clouded onyx eyes watching the flickering flame. He doesn’t have anymore tears to shed as clan members kneel around them, making him lean on his brother on support as they let their hands drop, standing there until the flames turns to ember. “You need to avoid falling for a Uzumaki or a Nara.” he distantly remembers as he walks alongside Itachi back to the house, ignoring their sopping wet clothes. Sasuke links his fingers under his chin, averting his eyes to the window to hide his pained eyes. His knuckles turn white as he senses two males settle beside him, staying quiet and reserved as Naruto talks loudly with Shikamaru, watching them from the corner of his eyes. He hides the twitch of his lips as Naruto plans the prank on their sensei, Shikamaru scolding the blond for even attempting the ridiculous idea.  The door opens, making him glance at it tiredly, only to see Kakashi. He clenches his eyes shut, before following them out the door. You need to avoid falling for a Uzumaki or a Nara. He chuckles deprecatingly, hopefully it doesn’t resort to that. Part 2 of this AU Part 3 of this AU

[liam-cadmus]

Sasuke watches Shikamaru walk down the stairs, as dark brows raise and approach him perched on the counter. He lets Shikamaru settle in between his thighs, arms circling around his waist. “You’re finally ready to go?” Sasuke asks, head propped on his hair, pale hands brushing the brunet strands. “I got ready in 5 minutes.” Shikamaru growls on his collarbone, “I didn’t take that long.” Rolling his eyes, he pulls the hair tie on the tanned wrist, before turning Shikamaru around, letting the Nara lean on the counter, half draping on his legs. He hums, channeling chakra to his palms and pressing it to the wet strands, drying the hair. He parts the hair into three equal parts, before starting to braid it, pulling the shorter strands on the sides to weave it along. “Where’s Naruto?” he asks, as he finishes the braid, securing it tight.  Shikamaru’s lips quirk lopsidedly, whirling around to bury his face to his lap. Laughter erupts from the male, tan hands shaking on the counter top as he answers loudly. “Still in the shower.” Sasuke’s eyebrows raise behind his bangs, surprised that the Naruto, who wakes up first, is still in the shower. The trickling of water stops, before he hears the blond’s voice echo. “Give me a second, okay??? Do you think I wake up this beautiful everyday??? No! This takes t i m e.” 

He snorts, the dragged out whine reverberating afterwards. He waits patiently, smiling fondly when Shikamaru dozes off lightly, cheek rested on his thigh. The tips of the hair by the back of his hair are spiked, not raising to his usual duck butt hairstyle, the braids on either side of his head keeping it down. He himself, slowly drifts off, half-asleep, hands limp by Shikamaru’s shoulder blades.  He snaps to attention, hearing soft thuds on the staircase, lidded eyes staring at Naruto’s blurry form. He blinks repeatedly, longer and longer, before he lets out a soft ‘oh’, snickering at Naruto’s flushed face. “So that was what you both meant when you were busy.” Naruto splutters, while Sasuke watches in fond amusement, poking Shikamaru awake in the mean time. Shikamaru opens bleary chocolate brown orbs, sleepily regarding him with a kiss. He smiles into it, gently coaxing the other male awake, biting the pink lip when he was pulled out of his comfortable position.  Shikamaru places him down gently, before pulling away, raising both his arms in the air to stretch. Naruto cringes at the pop while Shikamaru smirks, a shriek of protest as she was pulled into a kiss, Sasuke walking behind the blonde. His palm falls to the blonde’s hip, caressing the skirt gently, before nipping the girl’s ear, murmuring low, “Pronouns?” Naruto turns to him, “She/her for now.” He nods as he pulls back, pulling long platinum blond locks behind his lover’s ear, moving to work.  Shikamaru settles down on the couch, as Naruto sits on his lap, Sasuke standing by them. He braids soft blonde hair across the crown of Naruto’s head, their quiet murmurs and whispers background noise. He brushes his fingers through it, before smiling. “You done?” Naruto asks, hand moving to follow the braid. “Mhm, come on, before we become late.” Naruto stands, dusting off her skirt, before leaning up to kiss Sasuke’s lips, arm locking with his.  Shikamaru mumbles about how troublesome it was to visit their parents as he wears his bomber jacket, taking the keys and throwing it to Sasuke. “I love Mikoto-san, but your dad is terrifying, Sasuke.” Naruto comments, lips stretching to a sly smirk. He thinks of the stern, intimidating voice of his father before nodding, grimace shown in his face. “Well, the faster we leave, the faster we come home.”