[fic] Beg Me
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shannys_cornerTitle: Beg Me
Status: Complete
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kiyala
Word Count: 966
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ishida Uryuu / Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boysex
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: For an LJ friend, because boysex makes everything better.
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ishi_ichi
It wasn’t often that Ichigo begged. If he did, it was mostly to get Ishida into bed sooner. Times where homework, or dinner or TV shows didn’t seem as important to him as screwing the other teen into the mattress. So this time, it had thrown Ishida off a little when Ichigo had slid up behind him, wrapping his arms around the slender waist and nibbling on his ear.
“Uryuu, fuck me.”
It took Ishida a moment to process the words that he was hearing. He looked over his shoulder, holding Ichigo’s gaze for a long moment. No, the redhead hadn’t gone insane. No more insane than usual. The silence stretched on for a moment longer and he opened his mouth to ask why.
Instead, he said, “Yes.”
Ichigo’s mouth was on his neck. First he was kissing, then licking and biting and sucking hard enough to leave hickeys. Ishida didn’t stop him, slowly tuning around in the other’s arms so their mouths could meet. They usually fought for dominance, and while a voice in his mind told Ishida that this was probably a very rare situation where Ichigo was willingly submitting to him, he made no attempt to take control of the kiss. The redhead kissed him deeply, leaving him breathless and wanting more in that strange way he always did. There was something about Ichigo that brought out the best and worst in him, but instead of suppressing them as he’d tried for so long, he’d learned to let them take hold of him. He loved the way Ichigo responded to and reflected his greed, lust and neediness as well as his pride, obstinacy and arrogance.
They moved to the bedroom and Ichigo undressed himself first before undoing the fasteners and zips on Ishida’s clothes. Ishida held back, watching Ichigo as he did whatever he pleased. His gaze didn’t leave Ichigo’s erection and as soon as he could get his arms out of his shirt sleeves as the redhead pulled it off, he reached for it. Ichigo let his head fall back with a soft moan as he felt the dark-haired teen’s gentle hands stroking him. Ichigo pulled him down onto the bed and they kissed once more before locating the condoms and lube.
For the most part, Ishida let Ichigo top. Not because he couldn’t overpower the redhead in a fight for dominance, but because he knew that unless one of them gave in, they would be up all night arguing instead of having sex. He still did enjoy exerting his ability to be on top, and Ichigo never told him how much he liked it that way.
Aside from a quiet grunt upon the first intrusion, Ichigo made no sound as he was stretched and prepared. Ishida slid a condom on, covering himself with a liberal amount of lube before holding the redhead’s cheeks apart and pressing in. They both groaned in unison, both enjoying the way they fit together in their own different ways. Ishida’s eyes slid shut as he focused on the warmth that surrounded his cock. The tight muscle that held him from all sides. It wasn’t until Ichigo muttered his request for him to move that he snapped back to reality. The wonderful sensation of being inside Ichigo was real, and the thought made his cock stiffen just a little more.
They’d had sex more times than they could count. They’d fucked, they’d screwed, they’d made love and each one had a different rhythm to it. It wasn’t difficult for them to find it once they knew what they were doing. Ishida decided that they were mostly screwing tonight, with perhaps a hint of love-making. Ichigo had once suggested they make a chart for all the different kinds so it was easier for them to keep track. Ishida had snorted and hit him at the time, but for a second then, he considered that perhaps it was a good idea.
And then Ichigo moaned beneath him and he couldn’t think of anything else. He wanted to drive the other teen absolutely insane with pleasure and he knew exactly how to do so. His thrusts were slow and deep, hitting all the right places and going just a fraction too slow for Ichigo’s satisfaction. The redhead was impatient and he whined in protest, trying to speed him up. Instead, Ishida stopped thrusting at all. Ichigo growled, lifting his hips as far as they’d go and fucking himself on Ishida’s cock. The dark-haired teen chuckled, resuming his thrusting, still a little too slow. It repeated itself until Ichigo’s protests became louder and more insistent, in the form of loud moans every time he was thrust into, or the way he thrust back just a split second after to prolong the time for which he felt Ishida’s cock right where he wanted it. Then Ishida sped up, relishing the long, low moan of approval from Ichigo. His thrusts had the same depth to them, still angled to drive Ichigo wild. His hips moved faster, driving into Ichigo steadily to the point where their panting was synchronised with their thrusting.
Ichigo’s toes curled as he released, a loud cry of pleasure escaping his mouth. He lifted himself a little by his elbows to nip on Ishida’s throat, getting the exact place that made the dark-haired teen lose all control. He screamed Ichigo’s name and came hard, pulling out of the redhead. He stood a little shakily, disposing on the condom and wiping Ichigo’s release off his chest. He returned to the bed to find Ichigo lying there with a satisfied grin. Smiling and shaking his head, Ishida climbed into the bed as well, pressing his lips to Ichigo’s.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but please do this more often.”
Status: Complete
Author:
kiyalaWord Count: 966
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ishida Uryuu / Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: boysex
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: For an LJ friend, because boysex makes everything better.
x-posted to
ishi_ichiIt wasn’t often that Ichigo begged. If he did, it was mostly to get Ishida into bed sooner. Times where homework, or dinner or TV shows didn’t seem as important to him as screwing the other teen into the mattress. So this time, it had thrown Ishida off a little when Ichigo had slid up behind him, wrapping his arms around the slender waist and nibbling on his ear.
“Uryuu, fuck me.”
It took Ishida a moment to process the words that he was hearing. He looked over his shoulder, holding Ichigo’s gaze for a long moment. No, the redhead hadn’t gone insane. No more insane than usual. The silence stretched on for a moment longer and he opened his mouth to ask why.
Instead, he said, “Yes.”
Ichigo’s mouth was on his neck. First he was kissing, then licking and biting and sucking hard enough to leave hickeys. Ishida didn’t stop him, slowly tuning around in the other’s arms so their mouths could meet. They usually fought for dominance, and while a voice in his mind told Ishida that this was probably a very rare situation where Ichigo was willingly submitting to him, he made no attempt to take control of the kiss. The redhead kissed him deeply, leaving him breathless and wanting more in that strange way he always did. There was something about Ichigo that brought out the best and worst in him, but instead of suppressing them as he’d tried for so long, he’d learned to let them take hold of him. He loved the way Ichigo responded to and reflected his greed, lust and neediness as well as his pride, obstinacy and arrogance.
They moved to the bedroom and Ichigo undressed himself first before undoing the fasteners and zips on Ishida’s clothes. Ishida held back, watching Ichigo as he did whatever he pleased. His gaze didn’t leave Ichigo’s erection and as soon as he could get his arms out of his shirt sleeves as the redhead pulled it off, he reached for it. Ichigo let his head fall back with a soft moan as he felt the dark-haired teen’s gentle hands stroking him. Ichigo pulled him down onto the bed and they kissed once more before locating the condoms and lube.
For the most part, Ishida let Ichigo top. Not because he couldn’t overpower the redhead in a fight for dominance, but because he knew that unless one of them gave in, they would be up all night arguing instead of having sex. He still did enjoy exerting his ability to be on top, and Ichigo never told him how much he liked it that way.
Aside from a quiet grunt upon the first intrusion, Ichigo made no sound as he was stretched and prepared. Ishida slid a condom on, covering himself with a liberal amount of lube before holding the redhead’s cheeks apart and pressing in. They both groaned in unison, both enjoying the way they fit together in their own different ways. Ishida’s eyes slid shut as he focused on the warmth that surrounded his cock. The tight muscle that held him from all sides. It wasn’t until Ichigo muttered his request for him to move that he snapped back to reality. The wonderful sensation of being inside Ichigo was real, and the thought made his cock stiffen just a little more.
They’d had sex more times than they could count. They’d fucked, they’d screwed, they’d made love and each one had a different rhythm to it. It wasn’t difficult for them to find it once they knew what they were doing. Ishida decided that they were mostly screwing tonight, with perhaps a hint of love-making. Ichigo had once suggested they make a chart for all the different kinds so it was easier for them to keep track. Ishida had snorted and hit him at the time, but for a second then, he considered that perhaps it was a good idea.
And then Ichigo moaned beneath him and he couldn’t think of anything else. He wanted to drive the other teen absolutely insane with pleasure and he knew exactly how to do so. His thrusts were slow and deep, hitting all the right places and going just a fraction too slow for Ichigo’s satisfaction. The redhead was impatient and he whined in protest, trying to speed him up. Instead, Ishida stopped thrusting at all. Ichigo growled, lifting his hips as far as they’d go and fucking himself on Ishida’s cock. The dark-haired teen chuckled, resuming his thrusting, still a little too slow. It repeated itself until Ichigo’s protests became louder and more insistent, in the form of loud moans every time he was thrust into, or the way he thrust back just a split second after to prolong the time for which he felt Ishida’s cock right where he wanted it. Then Ishida sped up, relishing the long, low moan of approval from Ichigo. His thrusts had the same depth to them, still angled to drive Ichigo wild. His hips moved faster, driving into Ichigo steadily to the point where their panting was synchronised with their thrusting.
Ichigo’s toes curled as he released, a loud cry of pleasure escaping his mouth. He lifted himself a little by his elbows to nip on Ishida’s throat, getting the exact place that made the dark-haired teen lose all control. He screamed Ichigo’s name and came hard, pulling out of the redhead. He stood a little shakily, disposing on the condom and wiping Ichigo’s release off his chest. He returned to the bed to find Ichigo lying there with a satisfied grin. Smiling and shaking his head, Ishida climbed into the bed as well, pressing his lips to Ichigo’s.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but please do this more often.”
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Date: 2008-07-30 06:24 pm (UTC)<3<3<3<3<3
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Date: 2008-07-31 02:07 am (UTC)XD I'd like to see that chart get made!!
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Date: 2008-07-31 03:06 am (UTC)And you are correct. boysex makes every thing better. ;p
I love seeing Ishida top, but I can understand his reasoning here, ever the logical choice - "...unless one of them gave in, they would be up all night arguing instead of having sex."
Great reasoning and wonderful PWP.
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Date: 2008-08-01 10:46 am (UTC)I love how it's porn but the way you write it makes it thoughtful and intense and something *more* than most porn. I still haven't figured out how you do it.
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Date: 2008-08-01 01:39 pm (UTC)this is HWAT!
i wonder what make ichigo to act all submissive...
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