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shannys_cornerTitle: PWP
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kiyala
Word Count: 997
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo / Ishida Uryuu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boylove, boysex, swearing, PWP
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: yup, it's so PWP-y that it doesn't even get a proper title.
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ishi_ichi and bleach_yaoi
“H-hey! What’s up with you?” Ichigo made a half-hearted attempt to struggled from underneath the other boy as Ishida pushed him down onto the mattress and climbed onto him, “Stop that! We… we’ll get caught, you idiot!”
“We’ll be fine,” the dark-haired boy murmured, pulling Ichigo’s shirt off, “As long as you stop yelling, that is.”
“What about the others?” Ichigo gasped as Ishida kissed down his neck, a hand automatically coming around to hold the Quincy close, “Won’t they—?”
“Everyone else will be too busy enjoying themselves to notice that we’re missing,” Ishida whispered, “Now hold still…”
“Hold still?” Ichigo tried to sit up, “Why am I the one who has to hold still? Get off me and I’ll—”
Ishida pushed him back down, this time much harder than before, “Hold still.”
His cry of protest died in his throat as the dark-haired boy ran a hand down his bare chest. He let out a small groan instead and Ishida chuckled. Snaking a hand down to cup the buldge in Ichigo’s pants, the dark-haired boy kissed him gently, “I’m going to fuck you tonight, if you don’t mind.”
Ichigo moaned, now unable to protest even if he wanted to. This was somewhat assisted by the fact that Ishida began to rub at the redhead’s groin. “See? This isn’t too bad.”
“Uhn,” the Shinigami lifted his hips to the contact, “…More.”
Ishida did the exact opposite and moved his hand away, leaning over to kiss Ichigo. Growling, Ichigo bit down on the other boy’s lower lip. Hissing under his breath, Ishida bit back before pulling away and bit down hard on Ichigo’s neck.
“Fuck,” Ichigo swore loudly and Ishida clamped a hand over his mouth.
“We’ll get caught if you don’t shut up,” the dark-haired boy whispered, his breath hot against Ichigo’s warm neck and he licked the skin, murmuring in approval as the redhead groaned against his mouth.
They rocked together slowly, gasping at the pleasure of their erections rubbing against each other through their pants. Ishida’s hand eased away from the other boy’s mouth and Ichigo’s panting became more audible, which only served to turn Ishida on ever more.
“You gonna fuck me or what?” Ichigo whispered, his voice huskier than usual, “You know how impatient I get…”
“Yeah,” Ishida breathed, kneeling above Ichigo and undoing the fly on the black pants the redhead wore.
“How about…” the Shinigami sat up, wrapping his arms around the other boy and giving him a long kiss before continuing, “How about I undress myself, and you get yourself naked for me? I reckon it’ll be faster that way.”
Still straddling Ichigo, the dark-haired boy pulled him in for another kiss, “Oh, is that what you want, Kurosaki? You want it fast and—”
Kissing Ishida to muffle the groan that escaped his throat, Ichigo did not move away and mumbled against the other’s lips, “Shit, Ishida. Right now, I want you so fucking bad that it hurts. Get naked and screw me or…”
Had it been any other situation, Ishida would have smirked and asked what Ichigo would have done otherwise, but the words had destroyed whatever little self-control he had managed to hold onto and he quickly stood up, getting rid of his pants and underwear and removing his shirt as an afterthought. When he looked back at the bed, Ichigo was naked, stretched out and waiting for him. He couldn’t help the predatory growl as he all but pounced on the other boy, giving him a rough, hungry kiss that was far more intense than they had ever shared and opening the tube of lubricant that he had taken out of his pocket while undressing.
Ichigo moaned as he felt the slick fingers preparing him, “You really come prepared, don’t you?”
“I know you too well to rely on you to bring the lube,” came the reply as Ishida added another finger, “Remember. We have to stay quiet.”
“Yeah, yeah…” Ichigo murmured and then gasped, “Just… fuck, harder.”
Taking the words as a sign that Ichigo was ready, Ishida withdrew his fingers, rubbing some lube onto his cock and holding Ichigo steady, hesitating only for a moment to ascertain that he was okay before pushing into him.
Ichigo let out a shaky sigh as Ishida rocked against him, picking up pace at a rate that made his head spin. It wasn’t long before he was hitting that place within that made the Shinigami want to cry out. He knew to remain silent, though, so he merely bit down on his lower lip in an effort to remain silent. Ishida quickly noticed this and leaned forward as best as he could, cupping the side of Ichigo’s face and kissing him.
“Don’t,” Ichigo gasped, pulling away from Ishida and groaning quietly as the Quincy thrust forward, “I… I’ll probably… bite you by mistake.”
Moving forward again, Ishida reclaimed Ichigo’s lips, breaking the kiss only for a moment to whisper, “Then bite me.”
Ichigo moaned into the kiss and Ishida moved faster, screwing the other boy harder than before, finding that pleasure spot within his body with each thrust. It wasn’t long until Ichigo cried out, coming hard and fast against Ishida’s chest. The Quincy let out a small cry, half in pain and half in pleasure when Ichigo bit down on his lip, reaching climax after a few more thrusts as well. They separated and lay beside each other, chests heaving as they panted and waited to regain their breath.
Ichigo rolled over so that he was lying on top of Ishida and gave him a long kiss before sucking apologetically on the lip he had bitten. Ishida chuckled and pulled him closer, burying his face in the other boy’s neck, “Mind if we just lie like this for a while before cleaning up?”
Wrapping his arms around the Quincy and curling against his body, Ichigo gave him a small smile, “Like you need to ask.”
Author:
kiyalaWord Count: 997
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo / Ishida Uryuu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boylove, boysex, swearing, PWP
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: yup, it's so PWP-y that it doesn't even get a proper title.
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ishi_ichi and bleach_yaoi “H-hey! What’s up with you?” Ichigo made a half-hearted attempt to struggled from underneath the other boy as Ishida pushed him down onto the mattress and climbed onto him, “Stop that! We… we’ll get caught, you idiot!”
“We’ll be fine,” the dark-haired boy murmured, pulling Ichigo’s shirt off, “As long as you stop yelling, that is.”
“What about the others?” Ichigo gasped as Ishida kissed down his neck, a hand automatically coming around to hold the Quincy close, “Won’t they—?”
“Everyone else will be too busy enjoying themselves to notice that we’re missing,” Ishida whispered, “Now hold still…”
“Hold still?” Ichigo tried to sit up, “Why am I the one who has to hold still? Get off me and I’ll—”
Ishida pushed him back down, this time much harder than before, “Hold still.”
His cry of protest died in his throat as the dark-haired boy ran a hand down his bare chest. He let out a small groan instead and Ishida chuckled. Snaking a hand down to cup the buldge in Ichigo’s pants, the dark-haired boy kissed him gently, “I’m going to fuck you tonight, if you don’t mind.”
Ichigo moaned, now unable to protest even if he wanted to. This was somewhat assisted by the fact that Ishida began to rub at the redhead’s groin. “See? This isn’t too bad.”
“Uhn,” the Shinigami lifted his hips to the contact, “…More.”
Ishida did the exact opposite and moved his hand away, leaning over to kiss Ichigo. Growling, Ichigo bit down on the other boy’s lower lip. Hissing under his breath, Ishida bit back before pulling away and bit down hard on Ichigo’s neck.
“Fuck,” Ichigo swore loudly and Ishida clamped a hand over his mouth.
“We’ll get caught if you don’t shut up,” the dark-haired boy whispered, his breath hot against Ichigo’s warm neck and he licked the skin, murmuring in approval as the redhead groaned against his mouth.
They rocked together slowly, gasping at the pleasure of their erections rubbing against each other through their pants. Ishida’s hand eased away from the other boy’s mouth and Ichigo’s panting became more audible, which only served to turn Ishida on ever more.
“You gonna fuck me or what?” Ichigo whispered, his voice huskier than usual, “You know how impatient I get…”
“Yeah,” Ishida breathed, kneeling above Ichigo and undoing the fly on the black pants the redhead wore.
“How about…” the Shinigami sat up, wrapping his arms around the other boy and giving him a long kiss before continuing, “How about I undress myself, and you get yourself naked for me? I reckon it’ll be faster that way.”
Still straddling Ichigo, the dark-haired boy pulled him in for another kiss, “Oh, is that what you want, Kurosaki? You want it fast and—”
Kissing Ishida to muffle the groan that escaped his throat, Ichigo did not move away and mumbled against the other’s lips, “Shit, Ishida. Right now, I want you so fucking bad that it hurts. Get naked and screw me or…”
Had it been any other situation, Ishida would have smirked and asked what Ichigo would have done otherwise, but the words had destroyed whatever little self-control he had managed to hold onto and he quickly stood up, getting rid of his pants and underwear and removing his shirt as an afterthought. When he looked back at the bed, Ichigo was naked, stretched out and waiting for him. He couldn’t help the predatory growl as he all but pounced on the other boy, giving him a rough, hungry kiss that was far more intense than they had ever shared and opening the tube of lubricant that he had taken out of his pocket while undressing.
Ichigo moaned as he felt the slick fingers preparing him, “You really come prepared, don’t you?”
“I know you too well to rely on you to bring the lube,” came the reply as Ishida added another finger, “Remember. We have to stay quiet.”
“Yeah, yeah…” Ichigo murmured and then gasped, “Just… fuck, harder.”
Taking the words as a sign that Ichigo was ready, Ishida withdrew his fingers, rubbing some lube onto his cock and holding Ichigo steady, hesitating only for a moment to ascertain that he was okay before pushing into him.
Ichigo let out a shaky sigh as Ishida rocked against him, picking up pace at a rate that made his head spin. It wasn’t long before he was hitting that place within that made the Shinigami want to cry out. He knew to remain silent, though, so he merely bit down on his lower lip in an effort to remain silent. Ishida quickly noticed this and leaned forward as best as he could, cupping the side of Ichigo’s face and kissing him.
“Don’t,” Ichigo gasped, pulling away from Ishida and groaning quietly as the Quincy thrust forward, “I… I’ll probably… bite you by mistake.”
Moving forward again, Ishida reclaimed Ichigo’s lips, breaking the kiss only for a moment to whisper, “Then bite me.”
Ichigo moaned into the kiss and Ishida moved faster, screwing the other boy harder than before, finding that pleasure spot within his body with each thrust. It wasn’t long until Ichigo cried out, coming hard and fast against Ishida’s chest. The Quincy let out a small cry, half in pain and half in pleasure when Ichigo bit down on his lip, reaching climax after a few more thrusts as well. They separated and lay beside each other, chests heaving as they panted and waited to regain their breath.
Ichigo rolled over so that he was lying on top of Ishida and gave him a long kiss before sucking apologetically on the lip he had bitten. Ishida chuckled and pulled him closer, burying his face in the other boy’s neck, “Mind if we just lie like this for a while before cleaning up?”
Wrapping his arms around the Quincy and curling against his body, Ichigo gave him a small smile, “Like you need to ask.”
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Date: 2006-11-27 03:51 pm (UTC)hothappy *grins*keep up the awesome, lovely work!!!!!
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Date: 2006-11-27 05:38 pm (UTC)Impatient Ichigo is one of my favourites. :D
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Date: 2006-11-27 06:18 pm (UTC)wow.
what else is there to say:P
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Date: 2006-11-27 07:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-27 08:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-27 11:04 pm (UTC)By the way, what does PWP stand for...? I never had the courage to ask but I feel you're less likely to make fun of my ignorance ^^;
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Date: 2006-11-28 12:19 am (UTC)most of time timetoo. Role reversal is very fun ^__^PWP stands for either "porn without plot" or "plot? what plot?" xD
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Date: 2006-11-28 12:28 am (UTC)Sankyuu!!no subject
Date: 2006-11-28 12:46 am (UTC)*thud*
"Please come back later for a more coherent review."
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Date: 2006-11-28 01:29 pm (UTC)Moving forward again, Ishida reclaimed Ichigo’s lips, breaking the kiss only for a moment to whisper, “Then bite me.”
Guuh. o.o; That made my morning. ♥~
And of course, while I was reading it, my computer randomly decides to play a song that I find to be the perfect soundtrack. XD;
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Date: 2006-11-28 01:45 pm (UTC)out of curiosity, what song?
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Date: 2006-11-28 09:59 pm (UTC)>.>;
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Date: 2006-11-30 10:59 pm (UTC)but he's the only one who cares XDDDno subject
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