[fic] Great Ideas
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shannys_cornerTitle: Great Ideas
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kiyala
Word Count: 945
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ishida Uryuu / Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: gratuitous mansex with no pretense of plot
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: For Sarcakes because she's fucking awesome
“Come here,” Uryuu’s voice greets Ichigo the moment he walks into their flat.
Ichigo grins, and then grins wider when he sees the trail of clothes from the living room to their bedroom. He follows it, noting with some disappointment that he doesn’t see Uryuu’s underwear among the clothes.
“I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy—” he stops abruptly when he reaches the doorway of their bedroom, to find Uryuu reclined on their double bed with a bottle of massage oil in his hands, stroking it in a way that makes Ichigo envy it for a moment. He swallows hard. “I’m definitely enjoying this.”
He is rewarded with a smile. Uryuu stands, in nothing but his underwear, leaving the bottle on the bed and crossing the room to Ichigo, kissing him hard.
“You will,” he promises, breath hot against Ichigo’s ear as his hands slip under the redhead’s shirt, pulling it up and over his head. His hands slide over Ichigo’s chest on their way down to his belt buckle, which is undone quickly before palming the crotch of his jeans. Uryuu murmurs his approval upon finding Ichigo half-hard already, rubbing his fingers over the denim with more pressure this time.
“Already am,” Ichigo murmurs against Uryuu’s neck, kissing it as the fly of his jeans are undone carefully.
Uryuu kneels, pulling Ichigo’s jeans down before his hands go back up, one on the redhead’s hip, the other wrapping around his cock.
Ichigo grins at the look of hunger in Uryuu’s eyes and strokes his hair. “It’s rude to stare, gorgeous.”
Uryuu licks his lips slowly, making Ichigo’s mouth go dry. Leaning forward, Uryuu wraps his lips around the head of Ichigo’s cock, peeking out from his underwear, and sucks for a brief moment. Ichigo’s breath hitches and his knees go a little weak. Chuckling, Uryuu pulls away and pulls Ichigo’s underwear off as well before standing up.
“On the bed, baby,” Uryuu speaks against Ichigo’s lips, kissing him and giving his cock a firm stroke before leading the way to the bed, picking up the bottle of massage oil as Ichigo lies down.
Pouring some oil onto his hands and rubbing them together, Uryuu crawls onto the bed and places his hands on Ichigo’s chest, loving the feeling of the firm muscle beneath his hands.
“Best thing to come home to,” Ichigo whispers, eyes sliding shut as Uryuu’s hands massage the base of his neck and work their way down.
“Hm,” Uryuu makes a contemplative sound as he reaches Ichigo’s stomach, and the redhead can hear the amusement in it. “Where should my hands go?”
“Lower,” Ichigo responds immediately. His hips twitch as he feels Uryuu’s hands sliding down to his hips and he swallows hard. “…Lower.”
“Here?” Uryuu asks, stroking Ichigo’s cock.
“Yes,” Ichigo gasps, hips jerking into the touch. “There.”
Uryuu stroks him to full hardness before leaning over and whispering against his ear, “I have two hands. Pick another place.”
Ichigo is silent as he tries to collect his thoughts enough to make a decision. “…Chest.”
Uryuu smiles, continuing to stroke Ichigo’s cock as his other hand slides up the muscled chest once more and rubs his fingers over one of the redhead’s nipples. Ichigo moans softly, and then once again louder as Uryuu leans over to suck on the other.
“Uryuu,” he gasps, fingers threading through the soft, dark hair.
“You taste wonderful,” Uryuu murmurs, kissing Ichigo’s nipple before kissing up his neck and to his lips.
Their tongues rub against each other as they kiss deeply and Ichigo pulls away panting as both of Uryuu’s hands go to his chest and they grind against each other. Their movements push Uryuu’s briefs aside to expose his cock, just as hard as Ichigo’s, and provides maddeningly good friction of hot skin on skin.
“This isn’t enough,” Uryuu mutters, sounding breathless between kisses. He pulls away, kneeling and pulling his own underwear off. “Roll over.”
Ichigo happily obliges and Uryuu pours more of the oil onto his hands, letting the excess drizzle onto the redhead’s back and down between the cheeks of his ass.
“Tease,” Ichigo grumbles, but then he feels Uryuu’s hands probing, slick with massage oil and sliding into him. “Better.”
Uryuu smiles, pushing his fingers deeper and curling them a little. He is rewarded with the sound of Ichigo’s breath hitching, followed by a low moan.
“Right there,” Ichigo’s voice sounds pleading and he moans appreciatively as Uryuu stretches him, fingers brushing against that one place that has him shuddering with pleasure.
Kissing down Ichigo’s back, Uryuu withdraws his fingers and rubs the oil onto his cock, positioning himself before pushing in slowly. Ichigo sucks in a deep breath when he feels Uryuu all the way inside, eyes widening when he begins to thrust. Their movements are slow at first, but Uryuu has angled himself to ensure the head of his cock hits just the right spot every single time.
He barely even notices the fact that he moans a little at every thrust, focusing entirely on just how good Uryuu feels inside him and the tight grip on his hips tells him that it feels just as good on his lover’s part.
Ichigo doesn’t last long under Uryuu’s ministrations – especially not with one hand stroking his cock – and comes hard. Whatever strength in his body slips away and he sinks into the bed, smiling as he feels Uryuu release soon after. He rolls onto his side when he feels Uryuu lying down on the bed beside him and leans across, placing a kiss against his lover’s slightly parted lips.
“You have the best ideas ever.”
x
Author:
kiyalaWord Count: 945
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ishida Uryuu / Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: gratuitous mansex with no pretense of plot
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns Bleach
Notes: For Sarcakes because she's fucking awesome
“Come here,” Uryuu’s voice greets Ichigo the moment he walks into their flat.
Ichigo grins, and then grins wider when he sees the trail of clothes from the living room to their bedroom. He follows it, noting with some disappointment that he doesn’t see Uryuu’s underwear among the clothes.
“I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy—” he stops abruptly when he reaches the doorway of their bedroom, to find Uryuu reclined on their double bed with a bottle of massage oil in his hands, stroking it in a way that makes Ichigo envy it for a moment. He swallows hard. “I’m definitely enjoying this.”
He is rewarded with a smile. Uryuu stands, in nothing but his underwear, leaving the bottle on the bed and crossing the room to Ichigo, kissing him hard.
“You will,” he promises, breath hot against Ichigo’s ear as his hands slip under the redhead’s shirt, pulling it up and over his head. His hands slide over Ichigo’s chest on their way down to his belt buckle, which is undone quickly before palming the crotch of his jeans. Uryuu murmurs his approval upon finding Ichigo half-hard already, rubbing his fingers over the denim with more pressure this time.
“Already am,” Ichigo murmurs against Uryuu’s neck, kissing it as the fly of his jeans are undone carefully.
Uryuu kneels, pulling Ichigo’s jeans down before his hands go back up, one on the redhead’s hip, the other wrapping around his cock.
Ichigo grins at the look of hunger in Uryuu’s eyes and strokes his hair. “It’s rude to stare, gorgeous.”
Uryuu licks his lips slowly, making Ichigo’s mouth go dry. Leaning forward, Uryuu wraps his lips around the head of Ichigo’s cock, peeking out from his underwear, and sucks for a brief moment. Ichigo’s breath hitches and his knees go a little weak. Chuckling, Uryuu pulls away and pulls Ichigo’s underwear off as well before standing up.
“On the bed, baby,” Uryuu speaks against Ichigo’s lips, kissing him and giving his cock a firm stroke before leading the way to the bed, picking up the bottle of massage oil as Ichigo lies down.
Pouring some oil onto his hands and rubbing them together, Uryuu crawls onto the bed and places his hands on Ichigo’s chest, loving the feeling of the firm muscle beneath his hands.
“Best thing to come home to,” Ichigo whispers, eyes sliding shut as Uryuu’s hands massage the base of his neck and work their way down.
“Hm,” Uryuu makes a contemplative sound as he reaches Ichigo’s stomach, and the redhead can hear the amusement in it. “Where should my hands go?”
“Lower,” Ichigo responds immediately. His hips twitch as he feels Uryuu’s hands sliding down to his hips and he swallows hard. “…Lower.”
“Here?” Uryuu asks, stroking Ichigo’s cock.
“Yes,” Ichigo gasps, hips jerking into the touch. “There.”
Uryuu stroks him to full hardness before leaning over and whispering against his ear, “I have two hands. Pick another place.”
Ichigo is silent as he tries to collect his thoughts enough to make a decision. “…Chest.”
Uryuu smiles, continuing to stroke Ichigo’s cock as his other hand slides up the muscled chest once more and rubs his fingers over one of the redhead’s nipples. Ichigo moans softly, and then once again louder as Uryuu leans over to suck on the other.
“Uryuu,” he gasps, fingers threading through the soft, dark hair.
“You taste wonderful,” Uryuu murmurs, kissing Ichigo’s nipple before kissing up his neck and to his lips.
Their tongues rub against each other as they kiss deeply and Ichigo pulls away panting as both of Uryuu’s hands go to his chest and they grind against each other. Their movements push Uryuu’s briefs aside to expose his cock, just as hard as Ichigo’s, and provides maddeningly good friction of hot skin on skin.
“This isn’t enough,” Uryuu mutters, sounding breathless between kisses. He pulls away, kneeling and pulling his own underwear off. “Roll over.”
Ichigo happily obliges and Uryuu pours more of the oil onto his hands, letting the excess drizzle onto the redhead’s back and down between the cheeks of his ass.
“Tease,” Ichigo grumbles, but then he feels Uryuu’s hands probing, slick with massage oil and sliding into him. “Better.”
Uryuu smiles, pushing his fingers deeper and curling them a little. He is rewarded with the sound of Ichigo’s breath hitching, followed by a low moan.
“Right there,” Ichigo’s voice sounds pleading and he moans appreciatively as Uryuu stretches him, fingers brushing against that one place that has him shuddering with pleasure.
Kissing down Ichigo’s back, Uryuu withdraws his fingers and rubs the oil onto his cock, positioning himself before pushing in slowly. Ichigo sucks in a deep breath when he feels Uryuu all the way inside, eyes widening when he begins to thrust. Their movements are slow at first, but Uryuu has angled himself to ensure the head of his cock hits just the right spot every single time.
He barely even notices the fact that he moans a little at every thrust, focusing entirely on just how good Uryuu feels inside him and the tight grip on his hips tells him that it feels just as good on his lover’s part.
Ichigo doesn’t last long under Uryuu’s ministrations – especially not with one hand stroking his cock – and comes hard. Whatever strength in his body slips away and he sinks into the bed, smiling as he feels Uryuu release soon after. He rolls onto his side when he feels Uryuu lying down on the bed beside him and leans across, placing a kiss against his lover’s slightly parted lips.
“You have the best ideas ever.”
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Date: 2009-11-18 12:54 pm (UTC)PWP ftw! XD
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:13 pm (UTC)Hmm...
I wonder if I will be able to concentrate at all on my NaNoWriMo stuff today, with these thoughts on my mind. Maybe I will write porn instead. That was so hot! The images it gave me were just... delicious!
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:30 pm (UTC)YOU = WIN
Thanks for hot PWP massage!fic, it has seriously improved my week by 10000%.
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Date: 2009-11-18 06:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-20 11:13 pm (UTC)except maybe how much i love your fics?
well... i love your fics, honestly, they are amazing and i think my love for ichiishi is partly your fault :D
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