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Kiba’s hands worked their way down Shino’s back, deliberate and unhurried. Shino’s thoughts, usually so precise and organized, scattered further with each passing second. He was acutely aware of every sensation—the heat, the pressure, the proximity—it was all beginning to be too much.
Just then, Kiba’s breath ghosted against his shoulder, followed by the faint scrape of stubble. Shino’s brow furrowed, a question forming on his lips, but it vanished the moment he felt the sharp, teasing graze of Kiba’s teeth against his skin.
“Kiba—” Shino began, but the words faltered as he felt Kiba’s hands slide lower, settling just above his waist.Kiba hummed, the sound low and rich, vibrated against Shino’s skin. The noise sent a shiver racing down his spine, a stark contrast to the oppressive warmth enveloping him. Shino swallowed thickly, his mouth suddenly dry, but words escaped him entirely as he leaned forward, bracing his hands against the cool tile of the wall. The fleeting relief it offered did little to counteract the relentless heat radiating from the water—and Kiba.
Kiba and Shino shower together, It goes as well as you'd expect.
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“Guy’s got everything,” Kiba scoffed to himself as he lifted a bucket of water over his head, washing out the soap suds from his hair. Beside him, Akamaru let out a huff, almost as if he knew exactly what Kiba was thinking.
It wasn’t as if he’d tried to seek the information out, exactly. But who could blame him? The guy spent half his life wrapped up in so many layers you’d be lucky to see an inch of skin, let alone anything below the waist. So Kiba justified the glances he’d sneaked over the years with curiosity. It was only natural, he told himself.
Kiba rinsed off the last of the soap with a scowl, feeling his mood sour from dwelling on his list of grudges. He pushed away the lingering thoughts, though the frustration sat heavy in his chest, familiar and irritatingly persistent. But he was nothing if not stubborn, and he wasn’t about to let his mysterious, too-perfect teammate keep him wound up.
Not without a fight, anyway.
Kiba has a list of grievances about Shino... and he might actually do something about them.
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When they’d first started sharing a bed, things had been different. Shino had been stiff at first, sure—he always was—but he’d eventually relaxed enough to let Kiba drape an arm over his waist, or press his face into the crook of Shino’s neck without complaint. Sometimes Shino would even reach out in his own quiet way, resting a hand on Kiba’s shoulder or letting their legs tangle under the covers.
But now, it was like a wall had gone up between them that had been steadily building since they moved in. Shino’s movements were more guarded, his breathing even and controlled, like he was trying to control himself more than usual. And the worst part was, Kiba couldn’t figure out why.
This fic was inspired by @aburamefag on twt, who shares the hc that Shino is autistic, and had the idea of exploring if Shino felt the need to mask around Kiba.
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Kiba chuckled, his smirk broadening with satisfaction as he leaned back just slightly, but his gaze lingered on Shino’s lips, unashamedly drawn to the faint movement there. Shino found himself mirroring the gesture, his gaze slipping to Kiba’s mouth in return, and in that brief silence, the air between them seemed to hum with an almost tangible tension. He felt his tongue wet his lips instinctively, and Kiba’s breath hitched—a subtle, nearly imperceptible sound, but one that Shino couldn’t ignore.
This would usually be the moment Kiba leaned in, catching him off-guard with a sudden kiss. Shino felt his pulse quicken in anticipation, preparing for that familiar touch.
But instead, Kiba shifted closer, and Shino blinked as Kiba’s breath brushed the shell of his ear, warm and close enough to send a faint shiver through him. “You know, that’s funny,” Kiba murmured, his voice low and laced with mischief, “'Cause I missed you.” Before Shino could react, he felt Kiba’s lips press softly just below his ear, the warmth of the touch lingering against his skin.
Friends with benefits get it on in a storage closet. How romantic.