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[fic] Something New
Title: Something New
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kiyala
Word Count: 1002
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ishida Uryuu / Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex, sex toys, swearing
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: This is for Kink Bingo going on at dreamwidth. Kink is "sex toys (non-penetrating)"
Bleh. I have more fics in my notebook that need typing up, but I wrote this on computer so have this one for now.
“I know what that look in your eyes means.”
Ichigo is grinning, reclined against the arm of the couch, his feet resting on the opposite arm. While the smile is confident, there’s a look of anticipation in his eyes. One that makes it clear that he isn’t the one in control at this moment – and that he doesn’t mind this fact.
Uryuu leans against the door jamb with a small smirk. It’s barely noticeable to most people, but Ichigo knows him well enough know to pick up on the slightest twitch of his lips.
“What does it mean?” he asks, sounding amused.
“Means I’m going to be enjoying myself,” Ichigo replies. He resists the urge to stand up and cross the room to kiss Uryuu, instead letting his head roll back against the arm of the couch. “And you have a plan.”
“A plan,” Uryuu repeats, his smirk growing. He licks his lips slowly and Ichigo suddenly feels a lot more impatient. “I suppose you could say that.”
“Don’t leave me waiting, Uryuu,” Ichigo sits up, “Tell me.”
“Better,” Uryuu replies, crossing the room so he is standing over Ichigo. He takes his hand out of his pocket, “I’ll show you.”
Ichigo’s eyes widen, as does his grin. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Most probably.” Uryuu pushes Ichigo against the back of the couch and straddles him, kissing him. “You did mention that you wanted something fun. I thought this would be a good answer.”
Ichigo chuckles, “I like the way you think.”
Dangling from the end of Uryuu’s index finger is a metal cock ring. Even more eager now, Ichigo places his hands on Uryuu’s back.
“How about we move to the bed?”
Uryuu grins, standing and pulling Ichigo with him. By the time they reach their bed, both of their shirts are already off. Uryuu pushes Ichigo down to sit on the bed, undoing his own pants and stepping out of them, discarding his briefs on top of them before kneeling. Ichigo watches as Uryuu strips him naked as well and takes hold of his cock.
Ichigo’s already hard but Uryuu watches it go harder as he puts the cock ring on. Shuddering in pleasure, he gives it three long, firm strokes.
“Such a gorgeous cock.”
Ichigo groans, his hands on Uryuu’s shoulders. “I wanna fuck you. Now.”
The Quincy chuckles, “Not yet. This isn’t all.”
Ichigo raises his eyebrows as Uryuu stands and picks something up from the bedside table. He takes a better look at it once Uryuu in on his knees, in front of him, once again.
“A vibrator? That thing’s tiny. Are you putting it in me?”
Uryuu quietens him by pulling him down into a kiss before replying. “No, it doesn’t go inside you. Watch and learn.”
By now, Ichigo’s cock is flushed a brighter red than usual. Uryuu places a light kiss on it as he holds it up in one hand. With the other, he slips his fingers through a band attached to the small vibrator, stretching it over Ichigo’s cock. He places it just under the head of the penis, turning his gaze to Ichigo with a hungry look in his eyes.
“Oh.” Ichigo licks his lips, which suddenly feel dry, and swallows hard. “I see.”
Uryuu strokes up and down the length for a moment before taking the remote that the vibrator is wired to. His lips twist into a smirk as he starts it.
“Fuck,” Ichigo gasps, his head falling back. The vibrator is small, but powerful, and added to this is the fact that he has never used one before. His cock reddens, but the ring keeps him from coming. For now.
“Do you like that?” Uryuu murmurs, standing slowly and kissing Ichigo hard. He pushes the redhead down to lie back on the bed and crawls onto him, kissing him again before reaching between their bodies. He holds their erections together, feeling the tremors through Ichigo’s cock, and doesn’t even try to hold back the low moan.
Ichigo echoes it, trailing off with a whimper. His mind is so hazed from the pleasure that he doesn’t even think to be embarrassed for the sound. He lifts his hips off the bed, lips against his lover’s neck as he moans again. “Uryuu.”
Uryuu kisses him again, harder, and strokes Ichigo’s engorged cock, between the vibrator and the ring. An idea occurs to him and he straightens up, taking a step backwards from Ichigo.
“Watch,” he commands, wrapping his hand around his own erection.
“Jacking off in front of me?” Ichigo asks breathlessly. He cover’s Uryuu’s hand with one of his own and grins. “Without letting me in on the fun?”
Uryuu moves closer, placing his free hand on the back of Ichigo’s neck, gasping as they both stroke his cock. They speed up, until Ichigo pushes Uryuu’s hand away and tightens his grip as he strokes. With a moan, Uryuu comes, both of his hands on Ichigo’s shoulders and their foreheads pressed against each other.
“Yeah,” Ichigo murmurs and then exhales shakily, shutting his eyes. “Uhn, so close.”
Uryuu strokes Ichigo’s cock again. It’s rock hard, warm to the touch and Ichigo shudders hard and moans loudly. Instead of the quick, hard release he had felt building up, his cock leaks slowly and steadily, the come pooling into Uryuu’s hand. Ichigo’s entire body shudders until he’s spent, and he collapses back onto the bed.
“Fuck,” he whispers, sounding worn out. Uryuu reaches for the remote, turning the vibrator off. He takes it off Ichigo’s cock, followed by the ring, and leaves them on the floor to be put away later as he crawls onto the bed and lies beside Ichigo.
Ichigo rolls onto his side, wrapping his arm around Uryuu with a tired grin. “I’ll have to think of something real good to thank you for that. Maybe have you on the receiving end next time.”
Uryuu smiles, tucking his head under Ichigo’s chin. “We’ll see.”
x
Author:
kiyalaWord Count: 1002
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ishida Uryuu / Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex, sex toys, swearing
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: This is for Kink Bingo going on at dreamwidth. Kink is "sex toys (non-penetrating)"
Bleh. I have more fics in my notebook that need typing up, but I wrote this on computer so have this one for now.
“I know what that look in your eyes means.”
Ichigo is grinning, reclined against the arm of the couch, his feet resting on the opposite arm. While the smile is confident, there’s a look of anticipation in his eyes. One that makes it clear that he isn’t the one in control at this moment – and that he doesn’t mind this fact.
Uryuu leans against the door jamb with a small smirk. It’s barely noticeable to most people, but Ichigo knows him well enough know to pick up on the slightest twitch of his lips.
“What does it mean?” he asks, sounding amused.
“Means I’m going to be enjoying myself,” Ichigo replies. He resists the urge to stand up and cross the room to kiss Uryuu, instead letting his head roll back against the arm of the couch. “And you have a plan.”
“A plan,” Uryuu repeats, his smirk growing. He licks his lips slowly and Ichigo suddenly feels a lot more impatient. “I suppose you could say that.”
“Don’t leave me waiting, Uryuu,” Ichigo sits up, “Tell me.”
“Better,” Uryuu replies, crossing the room so he is standing over Ichigo. He takes his hand out of his pocket, “I’ll show you.”
Ichigo’s eyes widen, as does his grin. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Most probably.” Uryuu pushes Ichigo against the back of the couch and straddles him, kissing him. “You did mention that you wanted something fun. I thought this would be a good answer.”
Ichigo chuckles, “I like the way you think.”
Dangling from the end of Uryuu’s index finger is a metal cock ring. Even more eager now, Ichigo places his hands on Uryuu’s back.
“How about we move to the bed?”
Uryuu grins, standing and pulling Ichigo with him. By the time they reach their bed, both of their shirts are already off. Uryuu pushes Ichigo down to sit on the bed, undoing his own pants and stepping out of them, discarding his briefs on top of them before kneeling. Ichigo watches as Uryuu strips him naked as well and takes hold of his cock.
Ichigo’s already hard but Uryuu watches it go harder as he puts the cock ring on. Shuddering in pleasure, he gives it three long, firm strokes.
“Such a gorgeous cock.”
Ichigo groans, his hands on Uryuu’s shoulders. “I wanna fuck you. Now.”
The Quincy chuckles, “Not yet. This isn’t all.”
Ichigo raises his eyebrows as Uryuu stands and picks something up from the bedside table. He takes a better look at it once Uryuu in on his knees, in front of him, once again.
“A vibrator? That thing’s tiny. Are you putting it in me?”
Uryuu quietens him by pulling him down into a kiss before replying. “No, it doesn’t go inside you. Watch and learn.”
By now, Ichigo’s cock is flushed a brighter red than usual. Uryuu places a light kiss on it as he holds it up in one hand. With the other, he slips his fingers through a band attached to the small vibrator, stretching it over Ichigo’s cock. He places it just under the head of the penis, turning his gaze to Ichigo with a hungry look in his eyes.
“Oh.” Ichigo licks his lips, which suddenly feel dry, and swallows hard. “I see.”
Uryuu strokes up and down the length for a moment before taking the remote that the vibrator is wired to. His lips twist into a smirk as he starts it.
“Fuck,” Ichigo gasps, his head falling back. The vibrator is small, but powerful, and added to this is the fact that he has never used one before. His cock reddens, but the ring keeps him from coming. For now.
“Do you like that?” Uryuu murmurs, standing slowly and kissing Ichigo hard. He pushes the redhead down to lie back on the bed and crawls onto him, kissing him again before reaching between their bodies. He holds their erections together, feeling the tremors through Ichigo’s cock, and doesn’t even try to hold back the low moan.
Ichigo echoes it, trailing off with a whimper. His mind is so hazed from the pleasure that he doesn’t even think to be embarrassed for the sound. He lifts his hips off the bed, lips against his lover’s neck as he moans again. “Uryuu.”
Uryuu kisses him again, harder, and strokes Ichigo’s engorged cock, between the vibrator and the ring. An idea occurs to him and he straightens up, taking a step backwards from Ichigo.
“Watch,” he commands, wrapping his hand around his own erection.
“Jacking off in front of me?” Ichigo asks breathlessly. He cover’s Uryuu’s hand with one of his own and grins. “Without letting me in on the fun?”
Uryuu moves closer, placing his free hand on the back of Ichigo’s neck, gasping as they both stroke his cock. They speed up, until Ichigo pushes Uryuu’s hand away and tightens his grip as he strokes. With a moan, Uryuu comes, both of his hands on Ichigo’s shoulders and their foreheads pressed against each other.
“Yeah,” Ichigo murmurs and then exhales shakily, shutting his eyes. “Uhn, so close.”
Uryuu strokes Ichigo’s cock again. It’s rock hard, warm to the touch and Ichigo shudders hard and moans loudly. Instead of the quick, hard release he had felt building up, his cock leaks slowly and steadily, the come pooling into Uryuu’s hand. Ichigo’s entire body shudders until he’s spent, and he collapses back onto the bed.
“Fuck,” he whispers, sounding worn out. Uryuu reaches for the remote, turning the vibrator off. He takes it off Ichigo’s cock, followed by the ring, and leaves them on the floor to be put away later as he crawls onto the bed and lies beside Ichigo.
Ichigo rolls onto his side, wrapping his arm around Uryuu with a tired grin. “I’ll have to think of something real good to thank you for that. Maybe have you on the receiving end next time.”
Uryuu smiles, tucking his head under Ichigo’s chin. “We’ll see.”