Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Bleach Ficlets: Dare To Live ❯ 11 Mastered Reiatsu ( Chapter 11 )

Authors Note: I don't own Bleach and make no claims on it. If I did, there'd be a whole hell of a lot of kinky shit going down.

 

11Mastered Reiatsu

 

I looked at the illuminated face of my watch and frowned in annoyance. I'd been listening to the soft clicking of pebbles thrown against my window and felt the subtle flow of reiatsu for the past twenty minutes. An irritated sigh left me. Experience taught me that they weren't going to go away until I let them into the house to talk. Assuming talking is what either of those two had in mind. I rose from my bed, pulled a yukata on and made my way to the front door.

 

“What?” I demanded when I jerked open the door. I saw no need to be polite with these two especially considering what time it was.

 

“We need to talk about something important, Ryuuken. Concerning my boy and yours.”

 

I almost got the door slammed shut but Urahara managed to sneak his cane between the door and the frame. Both Isshin and Urahara got a poisonous look from me when I less than graciously opened the door wide to let them in. They wouldn't go away until they said their piece. I closed the door and gave a pointed look at my watch.

 

“Make it fast, Isshin. I have work in a few hours.”

 

“You're not even going to offer us a drink, Ryuuken? That's so rude,” Kisuke said with a sly smile and a wink at Isshin.

 

I grit my teeth and stalked towards the living room. Rude, my ass. It was nearly four in the morning. Calling on somebody at that time of the night, or day as the case might be, was the height of bad manners if it wasn't an emergency. I shouldn't have been surprised considering I was dealing with two of the worst reprobate Shinigami's around. I pulled out two bottles of water from the bar fridge and threw them at my less than welcome guests, disappointed when they caught them instead of getting hit by the missiles.

 

“There's your drink. Say what you wanted to and leave,” over the years I'd learned you needed to be aggressive with these two if you wanted to get anywhere with them.

 

“Still the charmer, Ryuuken. Okay, I'll cut right to the chase. Is Uryuu Ichigo's boyfriend? Kisuke says he thinks your boy and mine are. I just want to know if it's true. I've already had the talk with Ichigo about condom use and lube and stimulating the prostate but you may want to talk to your boy about all that as well. Unless you'd like me to have that conversation with him.”

 

I was very glad I hadn't taken a bottle of water for myself. I'd have sprayed the contents clear across the room. Only Isshin, the idiot, would offer something like that. I felt a twinge of sympathy for Ichigo even if there was a good chance he was Uryuu's boyfriend.

 

“In exchange for certain things, Uryuu promised me he'd have nothing more to do with Shinigami. He can't be Ichigo's boyfriend. He'd be breaking his word to me.”

 

“The heart wants what it wants, Ryuuken. You should know that better than anyone,” Kisuke said softly exchanging a look with Isshin before they advanced on me.

 

I refused to back down from them, holding my ground and wishing I put on something a little more difficult to take off than a yukata. Annoyance flared to life in me when I realized Kisuke was right. The heart did indeed want what it wanted and damn everything else.

 

“I don't know if he's Ichigo's boyfriend. He hasn't said anything to me. Not that he ever does. He's not supposed to have anything to do with him,” I insisted stubbornly trying to keep both Isshin and Kisuke in my line of sight.

 

“It's different for our boys than it was for us, Ryuuken. You have no expectations of Uryuu carrying on the Quincy line. You're not pressuring him to marry to produce an heir. He doesn't have a girl he's madly in love with. He won't be torn between duty and his heart unless you make him chose,” Isshin said softly.

 

I swallowed hard. That hit a little too close to home. I tended to forget just because Isshin acted like a fool didn't mean he was one. Kisuke was no help. He'd long held that I was being ridiculous with my stance of keeping him and Isshin at arms length now that both Isshin and I were widowed. Kisuke insisted that since my father, the driving force behind me marrying and producing an heir to the Quincy line was dead, as was the wife he'd chosen for me, I should now be free to do as I wished. Chances were Kisuke was right.

 

“I think it's kinda cute. Our boys following in their father's footsteps. Let him have the happiness you weren't allowed when you were his age. You don't need to be an asshole all the time, you know,” Isshin said, raising a hand to touch my face.

 

I smacked away Isshin's hand, irritated by the asshole comment, only to find Kisuke had sidled around so that he was behind me. He caught my wrists and brought them behind my back, holding them with more strength than a skinny guy like him should have. His lips brushed the edge of my ear in a kiss and I felt reiatsu start to twine around my legs. Oh, that was all kinds of unfair. Both of them knew I liked it when they covered me in reiatsu.

 

“Ichigo's been experimenting with his reiatsu lately. I'm guessing Uryuu has been enjoying the benefits of that; if he is Ichigo's boyfriend. I thought it might be nice to refresh your memory of how good a little reiatsu play can feel.”

 

Isshin sent his reiatsu to join Kisuke's, twisting the two together and letting them flow up my legs. I groaned in defeat and sagged back against Kisuke. They knew exactly what buttons of mine to push. I wanted this intimacy between us. I always did even if I'd never actually say it out loud. The pleasure of Isshin and Kisuke, alone or together, was something I was hard pressed to deny. Eventually, I'd probably admit that I was ready to have a real relationship with them again but, for now, these random stolen moments were all I was able to allow myself. I couldn't change nearly twenty years of ingrained behaviour in the blink of an eye. Thank god both Isshin and Kisuke knew that and pushed me in the direction I wanted to go.

 

None of us spoke as Isshin opened my yukata and ran lightly calloused hands over my chest and belly. Kisuke kept hold of my wrists and planted tiny nipping kisses along my throat and nibbled at my ear lobe. Their reiatsu was sliding around my thighs and making my breath hitch in my chest at the pleasure I knew was coming for me. I watched Isshin shrug out of his shirt and curled my fingers into fists. I wanted to feel the slightly coarse hair on his chest against my hands. Proving that we'd been lovers long enough to know what each other wanted without anything being said, Isshin moved close and pressed his bare chest to mine. He threaded his fingers through Kisuke's hair and kissed him while palming my nipple with his other hand. The tiniest of moans escaped me at seeing them kiss and feeling Isshin's solid erection pressing into my hip and Kisuke's nestled against my ass.

 

Their reiatsu curled around my hips as they continued to kiss. Soft sighs of pleasure and the lewd visual of Kisuke licking Isshin's mouth made me squirm between them. I bit my lip to stifle a groan when I felt their reiatsu separate and Isshin's twist around my cock and Kisuke's slide over my hole. I couldn't hold back my moan of pleasure when a thin tendril of Kisuke's reiatsu slipped gently inside my ass. Isshin pulled back from Kisuke's mouth and pressed his lips to mine. I could taste Kisuke on his mouth and a shiver traveled down my spine at the eroticism of what we were sharing. I'd missed this.

 

Kisuke continued to kiss and bite my now exposed shoulders as he worked more of his reiatsu into my ass, stretching and filling me. Isshin's reiatsu wrapped around my cock, gently squeezing and rubbing while he tongue fucked my mouth. As much as I loved what they were doing to me, I wanted more. It'd been months since I'd had either one of them as a lover and even longer since I'd had them together. At that moment, I couldn't remember why it'd been so important for me to deny all of us what we wanted.

 

Isshin pulled back from the kiss and gave Kisuke a short nod before stepping back from me. His popped the fly on his pants and pushed the fabric down only enough to free his erection. Kisuke switched his grip on my wrists to one hand and pressed his free hand between my shoulder blades, relentlessly pushing me into a bent over position. I licked my lips in anticipation. I knew what was coming and I wanted it with an intensity that surprised me. Isshin moved close and pressed the head of his cock to my lips. We both sighed with pleasure when I took him into my mouth. Cool air hit the skin of my ass and I let my eyes slide closed in delight when I felt the warm slickness of some kind of lube trickle down the crack of my ass. I groaned around Isshin's dick when I felt Kisuke inexorably push his cock inside me.

 

My eyes flew open in surprise when I felt tendrils of Isshin's reiatsu wriggle their way into my ass to add to the deliciously full feel from Kisuke's cock. That was a new trick; one that I liked very much. Kisuke groaned and his fingers spasmed tight on my wrists before relaxing. Apparently, he liked it, too. His reiatsu travelled over my balls, massaging them with tingling warmth before continuing up my chest, making my nipples tighten with erotic heat. Isshin's fingers tunnelled through my hair holding my head steady as he pulled back slowly. A startled sound of pleasure escaped me when, as he pushed his cock back into my mouth, a thread of his reiatsu slipped into the slit of my cock, travelling down the shaft so I was completely filled by my lovers.

 

Isshin and Kisuke moved inside me as one. They pushed in and withdrew together making me feel incredibly full one moment and horribly empty the next. I was just barely able to watch from the corner of my eye as they kissed each other above me. Because it'd been months since I last allowed myself this kind of pleasure, I knew my release wasn't far off but I was determined I wasn't going to be the only one orgasming so quickly. Isshin and Kisuke weren't the only ones who could play with reiatsu and despite the nearly pleasure-drugged state of mind they'd brought me too; I could still work my reiatsu with the best of them.

 

I sent thick ribbons of reiatsu to wrap around Isshin and Kisuke. Their groans of pleasure making me smirk on the inside. Deciding what was good for the goose was good for the gander, I wriggled my reiatsu against their holes, sliding it inside them with very little resistance. Pride in my handiwork had me smiling around Isshin's cock when both their rhythms faltered. I put my medical and intimate knowledge of my lovers to work and used my reiatsu to stroke hard over their prostates. Their combined cries of pleasure gave me deep satisfaction on a personal level and the increased speed of their thrusts pleased me on a physical level. Damn I was good when I applied myself.

 

The wave of erotic reiatsu broke over us unexpectedly. Kisuke's grip on my wrists tightened to the point that I knew I'd have bruises later but I didn't care as his cock pulsed in my ass and he made loud noises of pleasure. Isshin's grip on my hair tightened almost to the point of pain and he moaned as his seed hit the back of my throat. Through the reiatsu I'd pushed up their asses, I could feel their muscles flutter with release. My own orgasm felt as if it was pulled from my very soul and black spots danced in front of my eyes. I was extremely close to passing out from the ecstasy my lovers gave me.

 

I blinked slowly in surprise as I tried to figure out how I ended up in bed, naked. Kisuke lay snuggled on one side of me, his arm and leg thrown over me. He was snoring softly and looked both contented and exhausted. Isshin was on the other side of me, the fingers of one hand laced with mine and the other tangled with Kisuke's. He noticed me looking at him and smiled softly at me, giving me a kiss full of affection.

 

“I wish I could stay longer, Ryuuken but I have to be home when my kids get up. While Ichigo's probably ready to know his dad has a life outside work and home, Karin and Yuzu aren't. They most certainly aren't ready to know their dad has not one but two male lovers,” Isshin said with a little regretful sigh. “Kisuke's going to stay with you though. Actually, you'd have a hell of a time getting him to wake up right now. Between you and me, I think we wore him out. Very nice trick with your reiatsu by the way. Have you been practicing on yourself again?”

 

I sniffed in annoyance. I didn't need to practice. I was just that good at it. Besides, it wasn't practice when I did it. I was simply ensuring I kept in top form.

 

“I know you made Uryuu promise not to see Ichigo. Please reconsider that, Ryuuken or at least turn a blind eye to what's developing between them. Let our boys be happy. I'm not telling you how to raise your son, Ryuuken but, with everything else going on, don't they deserve a little pleasure? Just think about it, okay? And please stop pushing me and Kisuke away. It hurts and we miss you.”

 

Isshin kissed me again, leaned over me and kissed Kisuke before leaving the bed to dress. He slung his coat over his shoulder and sauntered from my room, whistling softly. His reiatsu trailed tenderly over my body, dissipating slowly after I heard the front door close. I sighed and stared at the ceiling. Isshin had an absolute gift for making me rethink things to his point of view that I'd been rock-solid positive about before.

 

“He's right you know,” Kisuke said quietly next to my ear. “Ichigo and Uryuu have some tough things coming their way soon. Let them grab a little happiness while they can. You should also take whatever chance you get at happiness, Ryuuken.”

 

“Shut up and go back to sleep,” I muttered, ignoring how good it made me feel when Kisuke laughed and hugged me tight. I'd think about what Isshin said. I wouldn't give my approval, at least not yet but, I could turn a blind eye to the relationship between Uryuu and Ichigo for now.