Disclaimer: Naruto so does not belong to me...

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She kisses him innocently before gently sucking his lower lip between hers. She nips it lightly and then soothes it with her tongue. Breaking apart, she smiles shyly while looking up at him through her lashes. He lets out a whimper.

At this, she turns to their audience and says, “All it takes is a little practice.”

Falling back onto his stool, Shikamaru rubs the back of his neck and averts his gaze from the group of females that now surrounds his blond teammate. ‘Huh, how troublesome.’ Faintly blushing, he wonders if Ino wouldn’t mind practicing some more in private.

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.:fin:.

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...‘cause practice makes perfect...