[fic] Spanky spanky

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Title: Spanky spanky (imaginative title ftw? xD)
Author: kiyala
Word Count: 673
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Kurosaki Ichigo / Ishida Uryuu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: spanking, rimming, mentions of sex
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: This is for Kink Bingo going on at dreamwidth. Kink is "spanking/paddling"

Blah, this was kind of disappointing but... time constraints D:

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Look at you.

He’s watching me—leering at me—as he leans against the wall. I’m sitting on my bed, naked, waiting for him to decide what he wants to do to me.

There’s a look in his eyes, wild and carnal, which makes me think of the battle lust I see in him in the middle of a fight, makes me think of his Hollow.

But it’s not his Hollow. It’s him, me, nobody else, and for that reason alone, I can lean back against my hands, braced on the mattress, and spread my legs a little. It’s a silent invitation and that’s all he needs. He licks his lips and pushes himself off the wall, taking a step closer to me.

“Turn around, Uryuu.”

The way he says my name, a combination of hesitation—lest I tell him off—and just enough confidence that he can get away with it, consistently makes my chest tighten. It doesn’t help that I’ve somehow found myself madly in love with the sound of his voice.

I would never tell him so. Instead of speaking, I stand and turn around. I hear and feel him moving closer, so that he is standing just behind me. He speaks again, voice strained with anticipation.

“Kneel on the bed.”

Resisting the urge to ask why, I obey. He exhales loudly and I feel a large, rough hand running down my back, curving around one of the cheeks of my ass. He squeezes gently and I hear him chuckle against my ear.

“So pretty, Uryuu. All of you.”

He pulls me up so my back is against his chest and I wind an arm around him, pulling him closer and turning my head to kiss him. He kisses me back roughly, tongue pushing into my mouth, rubbing against mine and leaving me breathless as he moves away.

“I really love your ass,” he informs me, kissing the back of my neck. His hand, still on my right buttock, moves just far enough so he can spank it. I gasp, out of shock rather than pain, he rubs the patch of skin and while I can’t see it reddening, I can feel the warmth.

“So bright,” he murmurs, and I assume he’s looking at the red mark. He’s repeatedly told me of how he loves my pale skin and how much more he loves things that contrast with it.

He spanks my left buttock and it makes me gasp loudly. He chuckles, nuzzling against the nape of my neck.

“You like that!” his voice is a mixture of surprise and amusement. “…And I have an idea.”

He pushes me to kneel on the bed again, on hands and knees, and he settles behind me. I brace myself for another spank, but he kisses the skin instead. First where I can feel the palm-mark on one buttock, then the next. Then, as soon as I decide that I can relax a little, he spanks hard. The skin stings, though I’ve come to disregard such trivial pain.

Alternating between spanking and kissing, he keeps his pace irregular so I cannot find a pattern in it. Eventually, he has me collapsed on the bed with nothing but my ass in the air as he squeezes and spanks my buttocks, spreading them far enough apart to lap at my entrance.

Head spinning, cock aching for attention, and my ass feeling far more sensitive than it’s ever been without sex, I lift my head off my arms and unashamedly beg him to stop teasing me so he can screw me properly. He likes this idea.

Rolling me onto my back, he spreads my legs, grabbing the lube so he can stretch me. He positions himself against me and leans over for a kiss.

“I really love your ass, Uryuu," he repeats.

Smirking to the best of my current ability, I reply, “And I love your cock. Fuck me hard enough, and I might show you just how much.”

The small smirk I give him is more than convincing enough.


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