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Assistant: Title: a bit of citrus and coffee
        Author: thelolipopgirl thelolipopgirl 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: Shikamaru has always been Naruto's best friend. And maybe crush.Shikamaru never fit the image of an alpha, and Naruto never fit the image of an omega. That helped them click.So what does Naruto do when his bestfriend comes to him in a rut? Literally?
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              Shikamaru has always been Naruto's best friend. And maybe crush.Shikamaru never fit the image of an alpha, and Naruto never fit the image of an omega. That helped them click.So what does Naruto do when his bestfriend comes to him in a rut? Literally?
            
        

        
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      hihihi!! I'm back with some filthhhhhh Yes Shikamaru will have a the red shiny c@ck furry's haveNo they are not genin they are in shippuden at about this point
    




  





    
        
          
  For Naruto, Shikamaru had always been a very lazy alpha. Alphas tend to be more driven, energetic, and feral, but Shika has always been more laidback, sleeping all day. 
  

  

  He didn’t mind, really, because he as an omega never matched the ‘norm’ either. Sure, he had the c@nt and heats but instead of being the calm, docile, and tranquil image, he was like a hurricane of vibrancy. 
 
  None of that mattered, however, with how 
  
    well
  
   they clicked since day one. Shikamaru with his smarts and earthy, rich scent, and Naruto with his determination and fresh, citrusy smell. Shikamaru would help Naruto plan his pranks and perfected them, Naruto would carry them out with his ability to dodge ANBU in pursuit. 
 
  Which leads to him to wonder, how the F@CK did this happen?
 
  His old, dingy apartment was now overwhelmed with the scent of strong, bitter, and earthy coffee, making his mouth water (and his c@nt throb). Shikamaru sat at Naruto’s feet just a little distance away, his spiky-hair a mess and beaded with sweat. The alpha was on the verge of panting, clothes disheveled and jacket falling off his shoulders. His usually serene and calm eyes were now hooded with l@st and desperation. 
  

  

  “Naruto..” His voice cracked at the omega’s name, making Naruto’s p@ssy throb again at the sound of his mouth coming out of Shikamaru’s mouth like a beg. “Please, help me..” 
 
  The blonde swallowed. “With what, Shika?”
 
  Shikamaru rubbed his thighs together, letting out a shaky breath. The smell of coffee was overwhelming now. “
  
    Please
  
  , Naruto.. My.. my rut.”
 
  “Shika..” 

  

  “Naruto, please.. You’re one of the only people I trust who can help me.. Please…” Shikamaru breathed out, hands gripping his legs tightly. The boy was so tense, shoulder stiff and neck craned to look up at Naruto.
 
  He could feel his c@nt leaking at the sheer smell of Shikamaru. 
 
  “I… can help you, Shika,” he said softly. “I can make a clone for you to..” 
  

  

  He liked Shikamaru. That was the clear truth. 
  

  

  But he didn’t know if Shikamaru liked him. 
  


 
  

  What if Shikamaru had only come to him because he was just his best friend? Just easy relief for the rut. 
 
  What if he didn’t like guys?
  

  

  He couldn’t take that. If he helped Shikamaru, if he felt his hands on his, then he might not make it. 
  

  

  



  Shikamaru’s eyes stared at his, black meeting blue. Something understanding passed through the alpha’s eyes (Shikamaru just had to know everything, didn’t he?), and he nodded. “Please.. Anything..” He begged, face flushed. 



  Naruto slowly raised his hands in the familiar hand signs, flying through them. A puff of smoke, and a clone of Naruto appeared. “Heya boss- oh woah-” The clone blinked. “That is.. Shikamaru?” He squinted, sniffing the air.
  

  

  Shikamaru looked up at the clone, swallowing thickly. “You’re gonna help Shika with his first rut.” Naruto ordered, pointing at Shikamaru. The clone stood still for a moment, before putting his hands into the hand signs for Oiroke No Justu but Shikamaru yelped. “N-no! That won’t be necessary..” He mumbled the tail end of that sentence. 

  

  

  Naruto felt one small spark of hope that he forced down. 
 
  Shikamaru got off of his knees, staring at the clone. The clone stepped forward towards the boy, and in the blink of an eye, Shikamaru grabbed him by his shoulders, pulling him close and burying his face into the crook of his neck with a shaky sigh. “You almost smell real.. Almost like him but not citrusy enough… mine..” He whispered. Naruto’s clone let out something akin to a whine, and hell, Naruto himself also did too.
 
  The 
  
    possessiveness
  
   in Shika’s voice… kami.. 
 
  Shikamaru pressed a lazy kiss to the scent gland of the clone’s neck, hands sliding down to his waist. The clone whimpered at the feeling of his lips on the swollen gland, tilting his neck back as his breath began getting heavier and heavier. 
 
  “You smell so, so 
  
    good..” 
  
  Shikamaru groans, rutting his hips against the blonde. Naruto’s clone shivered, whimpering as he ground into the boy’s bulge, the feeling of Shika’s c@ck pressing against his clothed c@nt like a spark of electricity in his veins. 
 
  The alpha hummed lowly, pressing the clone onto Naruto’s bed as he pulled one of the blonde’s legs over his shoulder. The real Naruto watched from the other end of the bed, rubbing his thighs together for friction unconsciously as he breathed out heavily. 
 Shikamaru pressed his chest to the clone’s, kissing him heatedly. The blonde wrapped his arms around Shikamaru’s neck, moaning into the kiss. Shikamaru’s tongue was in his mouth and everything in him felt like it was on fire from the touches and the tastes of his crush, now so close to ravaging him. The black-haired boy bit and nipped at the blonde’s lip, being careful to bite not too hard to not dispel the clone. 

“God, you taste so good..” He whispered, hands trailing to the zipper of the clone’s jumpsuit. “Like an orange and some vanilla.. So so good..” His pulled down the zipper, almost ripping the clothes off the clone. The spiky-haired boy marveled at the heated, tanned flesh, pressing the kisses to the clone’s torso. Shikamaru buried his face into the boy’s chest, inhaling in his musk. “God.. I can’t wait to f@ck you..” 

Naruto’s c@nt leaked endlessly from where he was watching from the other end of the bed, repressing a moan from the dirty words. 

Shikamaru cupped Naruto’s t@ts, licking his lips. As an omega, Naruto naturally had a bit of a chest. Not very big, but still enough to be mounds compared to the flatness of his stomach. Shikamaru latched onto one of the clone’s nipples, licking at the soft, pink bud in his mouth. He teased and licked the t@t, blowing air onto it as Naruto’s clone hissed softly. “So cute..” 

“Shika.. Please..” His clone begged in a slurred voice, moaning at Shikamaru tonguing at his sensitive t@ts. He had his tongue hanging out with panting, pink cheeks, drool dribbling down his chin. “Please, hurry up.. Please, f@ck me already!” 

Shikamaru groaned, the word f@ck sparking heat to curl low in his gut. Naruto was so needy. “F@ck.. since you asked so nicely..” He dived in to kiss the clone stupid one more time, before dropping his cargo shorts, licking his lips. Naruto’s clone stared at Shikamaru’s hard, leaking c@ck. 
  It was flushed and well-proportioned, smooth and a shiny red. At the base, there was the tough skin that would inflate into a knot to link him to an omega. To 
  
    Naruto
  
  . Hell, the knot seems to be swelling a bit already. The flushed head was dripping with pre-c@m from the slit, white beaded pearls dropping onto the sheets. 
  

  

  He wanted that inside him. 
  

  

  The clone kicked off his pants, pulling down his boxers to reveal his pink, wet p@ssy and more miles of golden flesh. He reached down with a moan, easily slotting two fingers inside his tight, soaked c@nt, stretching his little hole a bit wider for Shikamaru to get an eyeful. He pulled his fingers out, palming his cl@t that sparked with pleasure. 
 
  Shikamaru honest to god grows low in his throat, watching the way the clone spreads the lips of his c@nt to show off his pink, velvety insides. 
 
  The boy wraps a hand around his c@ck, moving his hips closer to grind the length of his c@ck against Naruto’s entrance and his cl@t. The clone uses both hands to spread his lips further open, whimpering primitively at how 
  
    intoxicating
  
   the glide that sends heat straight up his c@nt into his stomach is. 
 
  Shikamaru continued sliding his c@ck against his p@ssy, covering his c@ck in the wetness that dripped out of him. “God.. so wet for me, aren’t you.. All nice and slick for me to slip right in… so wet just from me..” He moaned out brokenly, eyes trained on his c@ck drenched in Naruto’s slick, sliding against the blonde’s cl@t. 
 
  The real Naruto, sitting on the other side still, has his hand down his pants, three fingers shoved up his c@nt. He was moaning softly, rocking his hips on his fingers as he watched the sight in front of him. Kami, when the clone pops after this and he gets the memories back.. 
  

  

  The memories of Shikamaru kissing the scent gland at his neck, teeth grazing so, so tantalizingly close to marking him. The memories of his hot breath and warm tongue lapping at his swollen, red t@ts. The memories of his thick, girthy c@ck, grinding against his slick, soaked c@nt. 
 
  And kami.. The pure 
  
    filth 
  
  that flowed from Shika’s mouth… the usually calm and laidback boy that called everything ‘troublesome’ describing Naruto’s p@ssy..  
 
  His thoughts were interrupted by the gasp from his clone that turned into a high, dragged-out moan. 
  

  

  Looking back, he restrained a gasp of his own seeing the tip of Shikamaru’s c@ck slip and push inside his clone’s walls. 
 
  His clone’s hips bucked up to no avail as Shikamaru forced a hand down on his nave, moaning out a strangled, “ShikAH-!” The black-haired boy groaned, forcing his c@ck slowly past Naruto’s tight walls. 
 
  “Kami.. even with your slick, you’re 
  
    so
  
   tight, Naru..” He pushed the clone’s legs to wrap around his waist loosely, spreading Naruto’s thighs even wider. 
 
  “So good… kami, you feel so, 
  
    so 
  
  good..” Shikamaru muttered, pressing his hips flush against the clone, his c@ck fully sinking into Naruto. “So warm and tight, fluttering around my c@ck..” Naruto’s clone’s eyes rolled back into his head, arms shaking as he struggled to keep his p@ssy spread open with the sheer pleasure shaking in his limbs. 
 
  He whimpered  clenching tight around Shikamaru. “Shika..” He whined lowly, rocking his hips down. Shikamaru whimpered, hips tensing. “So tight, so so tight.. f-f@ck Naruto..” 
 
  Naruto’s clone continued to try and rock his hips downward, sobbing now. “Please Shika.. move! I need you, please, please..” He begged brokenly and Kami if it wasn’t the hottest thing Shikamaru has seen. 
 
  Fat tears slid down rosy, golden cheeks, lips apple red. Naruto’s blue eyes were glazed over and shiny, unfocused. His legs were twitching, wrapped around Shikamaru’s back. 
 
  He slowly dragged his c@ck out, eliciting a heavy moan. Inch by inch, he pulled until only the tip was Naruto, before sliding back in again. The blonde sobbed harder, whimpering at the torturous pace. “P-please, Shika.. faster, please! I need you in me, 
  
    alpha, please..” 
  
 
  That snapped something in Shikamaru. 
 
  He dragged his c@ck out again faster and slammed his c@ck back into Naruto, the scream that the blonde let out like music to his ears. Shikamaru was feral, railing and driving himself inside Naruto. 
 
  The blonde could do no more then just hold his own legs to stop them from turning into shaking jelly, eyes rolled so far back into his head only the whites of his eyes were visible. 
 
  A broken mantra of “Ah!- Shikamaru, Shikamaru!” fell from his lips, only interrupted but the occasional whimper or sob.
 
  Shikamaru kept driving his c@ck hard and fast into Naruto, moaning as his velvety insides basically molded to his c@ck. “So tight for me, so wet and tight.. Kami you’re so tight..” He groaned, one of his hands finding it’s way to Naruto’s hair. He kept a firm grip on blonde locks as he shifted his angle, ramming dead-center into the little bundle of nerves that caused Naruto to see stars. 
 
  The blonde’s back arched off the bed, screaming a moan that only made Shikamaru more feral, pistoning his hips with no hesitation inside the blonde. “Kami, your c@nt just 
  
    takes
  
   me like I'm meant to be inside.. just makes room inside you for 
  
    me 
  
  by 
  
    itself
  
  ..” He whispered into his ear, gently nibbling at his ear lobe before going back to his neck and pressing more kisses. 
 
  Naruto couldn't respond, whimpers the only sound coming out of his mouth. 
 
  The real Naruto kept watching while biting down on his fist, swallowing his moans as he pumped his fingers inside his c@nt to the rhythm of Shikamaru thrusting inside his clone. 
 
  Shikamaru, the once lazy boy was now feral and driving into his clone’s c@nt with a determination he’d never seen before. The alpha was focused on unraveling him. 
 
  Shikamaru kept shoving his c@ck deep and deeper into Naruto’s p@ssy, groaning as the clone’s walls kept spasming. The clone only whined, “close!” before his c@nt clenched down 
  
    hard
  
   as he came, eyes shut so Shikamaru couldn't see the mess of his eyes rolled into his head. 
 
  He sobbed as his c@nt leaked fluid and 
  
    god he was squirting
  
   and Shikamaru continued plunging thick c@ck inside him. 
 
  He kept crying fat tears as his overstimulated p@ssy clenched harder to try and keep from the overwhelming pleasure but Shikamaru growled, low and throaty and Naruto could only lean back and try to force his walls to stay still for the alpha. 
 
  The spiky-haired boy leaned closer and whispered sweet-nothings to comfort him. “You’re doing so well baby.. I'm so close, just a little more.” And he was true to his words, as Naruto could feel the growing swell at the base of Shika’s length rub against his cl@t with every thrust. 
 
  The alpha’s thrusts became more sloppy, his vocality become louder as he came undone, and slammed his hips one last time to push the half grown knot past the stretched rim of Naruto’s p@ssy as he released thick, warm ropes of c@m into the omega. 
 
  Naruto’s clone cried out in bliss at the end of the overstimulation and the massive knot pressing against the sparky bundle of nerves. Shikamaru, with feral intention, leaned forward and bit the clone’s scent gland. A mating mark. 
 
  It was too late before Shikamaru got a control of his rut hindbrain to realize that, and the clone, halfway through a moan, popped. 
 
  Naruto, who still had three fingers shoved into his pink p@ssy and still not had c@mmed, was suddenly flooded with the memories of the last hour. 
 
  Shikamaru’s c@ck driving him into oblivion, all warm and hot and 
  
    thick
  
   and the warmth of his cum all stuffed inside his little p@ssy with the thick knot- 
 
  He came loudly, clenched down hard on his fingers as he squirted for the second time that night. Naruto couldn't even push away as Shikamaru came forward to drink at the juices leaking out of him, legs twitching and spasming as Shikamaru’s rough, warm tongue lapped at his squirt. 
 
  Finally, after his eyes were glazed over and his entire body was a little toned down from the 
  
    hothothotfireelectricty-
  
   Shikamaru snuggled up to him. 
 
  His teeth grazed the back of Naruto’s neck, the 
  
    real
  
   flesh, and the blonde’s breath hitched. “Please?” Shikamaru asked quietly. 



  He knew it was no longer any rut or hindbrain speaking, and wordlessly, looking on with happy tears, Shikamaru sunk his canines into the nape of his neck where his scent gland was to claim Naruto as his.'
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