Ino couldn't help but feel more vulnerable as Shikamaru's eyes studied her over, looking confused at her hair being down. She probably looked like an entirely different person. She wondered if he liked that, or not? She shook those thoughts out of her head and stepped out of the way so that Shikamaru could walk into her home after closing the door behind him. She watched him as he made his way over to her couch, her mouth opened to say something to stop him but she promptly closed it. It would probably make her look even weirder to try and stop him! She would have to admit to reading that kind of stuff, and she didn't want Shikamaru of all people to know she was into that kind of stuff! At least, not yet...
Shikamaru walked over and sat down on her couch, and Ino couldn't help but immediately think about what it would be like to be sprawled across his lap. She fidgeted then, shifting her weight from foot to foot, pausing when he tentatively said her name. "Shikamaru..?" She questioned, waiting for him to find his words. What he ended up saying both satisfied her deepest fantasies, and awakened a new sort of fear inside of her. Her jaw dropped, giving her the appearance of a fish out of water for a few good moments.
"E...E-Excuse me?!" She gasped, her cheeks burning red with embarassment. She wasn't sure how to react, this was something that she had been wanting but now that it was actually happening, she felt absolutely vulnerable and backed into a corner. She took a physical step away from him, the urge to run sweeping over her. Another feeling of drunk pleasure was starting to seep in as well, as she realized she was finally seriously getting her way! Why not drag it out a little bit? "I wasn't acting inappropriately at all!" She whined back to him.
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