Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Bleach Ficlets: Dare To Live ❯ 18 Lip Service ( Chapter 18 )

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.

 

18Lip Service

 

“So you gonna show me some more moves? We got kinda interrupted before when shit was getting interesting.”

 

Ichigo glanced at me over the top of his book. He snorted softly and went back to his reading. I waited for him to say something and when he kept turning the pages slowly, ignoring me, I kicked the glass in frustration. Ichigo was being a dick.

 

“Come on, Ichigo. I'm bored out of my skull here. Zangetsu is… somewhere and I've got fuck all to do.”

 

“Not my job to entertain you. Piss off and go find something else to do that doesn't involve bugging the crap outta me,” Ichigo said without looking up from his book.

 

Asshole. Zangetsu said if I stopped fighting with Ichigo, he'd probably let me into his bed. So far, that wasn't working and I was getting pretty fucking tired of waiting for Ichigo to call me. I was getting pretty fucking tired of jerking off, too when we could have some real fun together. If I could figure out how to appear like Zangetsu could, it wouldn't be a problem. I could just show up and jump him. I kicked the glass again just because and felt even more pissed off when Ichigo didn't bother to look up from his damn book. How could a book be more interesting than getting his freak on with me? I smirked when the perfect solution to his ignoring me came to me.

 

I sat on the ground in front of the glass and concentrated on Ichigo. I pushed myself at him, storming over his lowered defences. A smirk stretched across my face when he dropped his book and grabbed at his head. The Hollow mask started to form over his face and Ichigo bit back a yell. He rolled off his bed and dropped to the floor. The mask continued to form as he crawled across the floor to the mirror, swearing lowly and calling me all kinds of nasty names. He was fighting me but I'd caught him by surprise.

 

“Sticks and stones, Ichigo. I'm winning now,” I laughed. The mask covered most of his face by the time he reached the mirror. Yes! I almost had control. This was gonna be so sweet.

 

I didn't plan on him reaching into the mirror, grabbing me by my coat and yanking me through to him. I landed on top of Ichigo with a grunt, my head spinning from the sudden shift of almost having control of his body to being in the physical world in my own body. Ichigo bucked his hips, shifting me off him and onto the floor beside him. I blinked rapidly, trying to bring the world back into focus. He rolled over, his body pinning me down. The Hollow mask crumbled and he glared at me.

 

“You've gotta be the biggest pain in the ass ever. It's amazing Zangetsu hasn't killed you yet. He deserves a fucking medal for that.”

 

I grinned at Ichigo, fisted my hand in his hair and pulled him to me for a kiss. I got what I wanted, which was to be in the real world with him, so I could be nice now. Ichigo was still for a couple of seconds, probably in shock. I'd been practicing with Zangetsu and he said I had a talented mouth. I opened my mouth a little and teased Ichigo's lips with my tongue. He made a noise like he enjoyed that so I pushed my tongue between his lips. I yelped in surprise when Ichigo bit my bottom lip.

 

“What the fuck?” I snapped at him, touching my lip and finding blood on my fingers.

 

“You're asking me what the fuck? You bug the shit out of me. Interrupt my homework more than once. You try to take over my body and when I manage to stop you, you slip me the tongue and then ask me what the fuck? You're seriously bat-shit insane,” Ichigo said, his nose inches away from mine. He looked sexy as hell when he was pissed off and I wanted to lick him.

 

“I want what you want. Zangetsu says we're connected way intimate-like and he hasn't been wrong yet, has he? So, if I want to get into your pants and screw you into the mattress, doesn't that mean you want to get into my pants so you can screw me into the mattress? I'm only doing what we both want, right?” I smirked at Ichigo. I knew I was right, more or less. Ichigo also had a nice rod in his pants and you didn't get a hard-on like that if you weren't interested. He wanted me. He just didn't like admitting it.

 

Ha! Check and fucking mate, king Ichigo.

 

Ichigo opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before scowling at me. I couldn't help the little snicker that escaped when he seemed to realize that I was right and that I still had a hold of him by his hair. It felt damn fucking good to be right. Felt pretty damn good to have Ichigo's body pressing against mine, too.

 

“So, you up for a good, hard fuck?” I asked with a leer and a little hip wriggling. I loosened the grip I had on his hair and ran my fingers though it. I smirked when he leaned into the touch and made a happy noise in his throat. Score! He liked that just like Zangetsu did. Ichigo's tongue slipped out to wet his lips and I almost groaned at how hot that looked.

 

“Yeah, I'm always ready for that. We have a bit of a problem though.”

 

I scowled and wondered if Ichigo was trying to be a cock-tease. “What problem? I wanna fuck you. You said yes. Where's the problem?”

 

“First off, I never said you'd get to fuck me. I was gonna do you but I don't have any lube here. I meant to go buy more but I've been busy with Shinigami shit and haven't gotten around to it. No lube, no fucking.”

 

I stared at Ichigo. He had to be joking. “Come on, your dad's a doctor. There's gotta be some shit lying around. Go get some from him. I'll wait here quite as a mouse and I swear I won't even touch anything.”

 

“No fucking way am I going to go ask my dad for some spare lube so I can fuck my inner Hollow. Just… no. I already had to go through The Talk with him, which was one of the most embarrassing things ever. I am so not asking him for that shit.”

 

“What's the big deal with lube anyway? Spit works fine when Zangetsu shoves his fingers up my ass,” I didn't get what his problem was.

 

Ichigo twisted to the side, grabbed my hand and pressed it to his groin. “Because, idiot, my cock is bigger than a couple of fingers and for a first-timer it'll burn even with prep and lube. I think you're an asshole but I'm not a sadistic bastard.”

 

“Well, let me do you then. Zangetsu has your ass all the time. Spit would work fine on you, wouldn't it?” Ichigo scowled and cuffed me in the side of the head muttering that he wasn't about to let a virgin take his ass. I scowled right back at him and started to chew him a new one.

 

“Look, I don't hurt the people I sleep with, okay. At least, not like that. Even if they are dickhead Hollows who might deserve it. No lube, no fucking. Got it?” Ichigo said grabbing my chin and pushing his face close enough to mine so that our noses touched.

 

Ichigo had The Look in his eyes. I sulked and grumbled but I knew I wouldn't be able to get him to change his mind. He was a stubborn fucker when he set his mind on something. But I still wanted some action and going by the rock hard cock digging into my hip, so did Ichigo. I chewed on my bottom lip and thought furiously. I had Ichigo willing and hard next to me and I wasn't about to give that up without a fight.

 

“Okay, fine. So fucking is out… for now. D'you have any dumb-ass rules about sucking cock? I know spit works just fine for that. And don't even think of saying you don't do that shit. I've seen you with Zangetsu and the Quincy so, I know you do.”

 

Ichigo smirked at me. “I'm pretty sure you won't go down on me and get nothing in return. I won't get on my knees for you so you can brag about it forever. Did Zangetsu get some sixty-nine action going with you? It's pretty simple. Even a virgin can do it.”

 

I swear to god, I was going to pound his ass into the ground for all these virgin comments. After I got me a little action first. I didn't want Ichigo changing his mind so I shoved him off me, stood and stripped. Ichigo's eyes widened and he licked his lips again. Hot damn that was sexy. I raised an eyebrow at him in challenge. He stood, shucked his clothes and smirked at me. His fingers closed around my cock, making me gasp at how good that felt. He tugged gently, leading me to the bed by my dick. Ichigo sat and patted the bed beside him. He pushed me to lie on my side and leaned down.

 

“You get off on licking things, which is cool. Go nuts on my dick but watch the teeth. I'll return the favour,” he said into my ear, giving the edge of it a quick flick with his tongue.

 

I grinned. Coolness. This was gonna be way better than a wank session. I'd really liked it when Zangetsu sucked me. I'd probably like it just as much with Ichigo. I'd never sucked cock before but I didn't think it took a genius to figure out what to do. Ichigo turned around and lay on his side so his cock was right in front of my face. I wasn't about to waste time so; I licked him from balls to tip and smirked when he groaned softly. He made my breath catch when he did the exact same thing to me. I looked down at Ichigo and saw him grin at me. I leered at him and started licking his cock with long swipes of my tongue. Ichigo mimicked what I did, making me moan at how good his tongue felt on my dick. Oh yeah, I liked this a hell of a lot.

 

Ichigo was licking and kissing my cock and balls while his hands smoothed over my hips and thighs. He did it a little different from Zangetsu but, holy fuck it felt awesome. I actually stopped breathing for a few seconds when Ichigo took the head of my cock in his mouth and sucked on it like it was a candy. Lust was twisting in my belly, shoving me close to release. I didn't want Ichigo ragging on me again about coming first so I did what he did, taking the head of his cock into my mouth. I tried to do what Zangetsu did to me, moving my mouth down Ichigo's cock until I gagged and backed off quickly.

 

“That takes practice, Shirosaki,” Ichigo said with a slow smile at me. “Don't worry about it. I can't do it either. Zangetsu can and Ishida comes pretty fucking close but I haven't figured out how to work past the gag reflex yet.”

 

I smirked at Ichigo. I was gonna have Zangetsu teach me how. It'd roast Ichigo's nuts if I could do something like that and he couldn't. I took Ichigo's cock back into my mouth and slid my lips down as far as was comfortable. I played my tongue around his dick making him squirm a little and start sucking me harder. A whine escaped me when he pushed a spit-slick finger into my ass. Fuck, I liked that. I followed his lead and did the same to him, enjoying the way his ass clenched on released on my finger.

 

Ichigo started sucking harder and stroking his finger over that sweet spot Zangetsu'd introduced me to. My balls felt heavy and started to draw up. Shit, I was close but I didn't know about Ichigo. Screw it. I spread reiatsu over him and sucked him hard. Ichigo groaned and a shudder moved through him. I tasted a slight bitterness on my tongue and Ichigo's fingers dug into my hip. Score! He was nearly there. I covered him in more reiatsu, sucking in a startled breath when I felt Ichigo's reiatsu flash across my skin. My hips jerked and Ichigo moaned around my cock. He shoved his dick further into my mouth, almost making me gag, as his orgasm ran through him. His reiatsu flared over my skin and I groaned, my cock spurting into his mouth. Hot fucking damn that felt great.

 

I let his cock fall from my mouth, breathing heavily through my nose. I had a mouthful of come and no idea what to do with it. I sure as shit wasn't swallowing it and I was pretty sure Ichigo would be pissed if I spit on the floor. He let my cock slip from his mouth and groped on his bedside table. He pulled several tissues from a box and handed them to me before pulling out more for himself. Ichigo spit into the tissues so I followed suit, tossing mine into the trash like he did. Ichigo turned, crawled up to me and jabbed me in the chest with a finger.

 

“Using your reiatsu like that was kinda cheating. But I got one hell of an orgasm out of it so I'm not gonna complain too much,” Ichigo said giving me a hard kiss that was all tongue and teeth. I could taste myself in his mouth and thought that was damn erotic. Hell, a little more kissing like that and I'd be good to go again in no time.

 

“Quite the erotic show and pulse of reiatsu. As enticing as the two of you look naked and sated, Ichigo, your father is coming up the stairs. I think Shirosaki and I should leave for now,” Zangetsu said.

 

I scowled at Zangetsu. Man, he was always raining on my parade. Ichigo swore and scooped my clothes up from beside the bed, shoving them at me before pushing me at the mirror and through to the other side. I watched him yank on a pair of sweat pants and flop down onto his bed, pretending to be asleep just as the door to his room opened. Zangetsu pulled me away from the glass, giving me a little push to keep walking.

 

“We can come back another time,” Zangetsu said softly, his hand trailing down my naked back and cupping my ass.

 

I smirked. Who said being a pain-in-the-ass didn't eventually get you what you wanted?