Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Bleach Ficlets: Dare To Live ❯ 20 Office Meeting ( Chapter 20 )

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.

 

20Office Meeting

 

The door to my office opened and closed softly. I scowled at my paper work but didn't look up. I'd told that secretary of mine I wasn't to be disturbed. What the hell was the point in having a secretary to run interference if she never did her job? I ground my teeth together at the thought of having to wade through the incompetent fools the temp agency usually sent if I wanted to replace her. I frowned when I didn't hear her heels clicking on the floor and finally looked up, an acidic put-down hovering on my tongue.

 

“You're sexy when you're annoyed and distracted.”

 

I snorted and glared at the intruder to my office. “What the hell are you doing here? How'd you get past my secretary?”

 

“That's a fine way to greet your lover whom you haven't seen in over a week, Ryuuken. I'm hurt. I'd almost think you don't love me anymore. Your secretary went to get a tea. Don't worry, my touchy love, she didn't see me come in here,” Kisuke said with a mock pout and a ridiculous flutter of his eyelashes over that stupid fan he always carried.

 

I narrowed my eyes at him and gripped my pen tighter, resisting the urge to throw it at him. I didn't have time for this shit no matter how it made my heart beat faster to have him looking at me with love and lust in his eyes. He sauntered around my desk, turned my chair around and settled himself into my lap. He was kissing me in exactly the way I liked before I could even think to protest it. Kisuke wriggled his ass in my lap making a pleased sound in his throat at the feel of my growing erection pressing into his hip. He pulled back from the kiss and traced a finger over my lips. I had to clench my jaw to keep from sucking that teasing finger into my mouth.

 

“Know what I want, Ryuuken?” he whispered seductively into my ear. “I want you to bend me over your desk and fuck me. I want you to shove my coat aside and jerk my pants to my ankles while you only unzip your pants to do me. I want you to take me hard and fast.”

 

I licked suddenly dry lips at the mental images his words were creating for me. He pulled my hand to his lap, squeezing my fingers over the erection he had. He hissed softly and tilted his hips up, pushing his cock against my hand. His mouth was back on mine, his tongue twisting erotically as he shoved his fingers through my hair, needy little sounds leaving his throat. I thought I heard a faint buzzing sound but chalked it up to the effect of having Kisuke doing his very best to wash all rational thought from my head.

 

“Excuse me, Doctor Ishida. I know you said you didn't want to be disturbed but your son is here and he says he needs to speak with you right away,” my secretary said over the speaker phone.

 

I jerked back from Kisuke's talented mouth and glared at my phone. Part of me was grateful for the interruption and another, baser part wanted to smash the phone for pulling my attention from my lover. Soft, insistent lips trailed over my throat and nimble fingers worked my belt open. I slapped away Kisuke's hands only to have them return to tug my zipper down. I barely managed to bite back a groan when he glided his fingers over the head of my cock finding it already slick with pre-come.

 

“Doctor Ishida? Sir? Your son is heading for your door. I can't stop him,” my secretary said, her voice rising when I didn't answer her.

 

Shit!

 

There was no time for Kisuke to leave without Uryuu seeing him. The last thing I needed was my son finding a Shinigami in my office when I'd made him promise to have nothing to do with them himself. I really didn't need Uryuu finding Kisuke grinding away on my lap and kissing me senseless either. The door handle turned and knew I had only seconds before Uryuu walked in. I rolled my chair back, shoved Kisuke from my lap and pushed him into the well under my desk.

 

“Hide your reiatsu and don't make a single, god-damned sound or neither you nor Isshin will ever be welcomed in my bed again,” I hissed at Kisuke just as the door opened and Uryuu stalked into my office.

 

I pushed my chair back to my desk and hoped I didn't look too dishevelled from Kisuke's fingers through my hair. Thank god for small miracles that he hadn't had time to get my shirt unbuttoned. I don't know how I could have explained that away. I startled badly when I felt warm fingers brush over my cock. Kisuke grinned slyly up at me as he stroked my erection. He knew I couldn't say or do a damn thing while Uryuu was in the office without revealing he was under my desk.

 

My mouth flattened. I was going to kill Kisuke once my son left the room.

 

“I'm in the middle of something right now, Uryuu. Can't this wait?” I said a little more sharply than I meant.

 

Uryuu's eyes narrowed and his mouth tightened into a thin line. “Of course you are. Far be it for you to have time for me, your only son.”

 

I clenched my jaw against the urge to snap back at Uryuu. I wasn't upset with him. I was irritated with my perverted Shinigami lover currently kneeling between my legs and teasing my cock. I felt a squeeze on my calf and shot a quick glance down to Kisuke. His eyes urged me to check my temper and he pressed his cheek against my thigh in much appreciated support. I sighed and closed my eyes, taking my glasses off and pinching the bridge of my nose. When and how had my life gotten so complicated?

 

“I didn't mean to snap at you, Uryuu. What did you need?” I asked in a neutral voice.

 

Uryuu was oddly silent and a little bubble of panic tried to rise up in my chest. Could he sense Kisuke? Had he heard something? Did I look as sex rumpled and aroused as I felt? I opened my eyes and slipped my glasses back on. Uryuu was looking at me with a thoughtful, if slightly puzzled expression.

 

“There's a special exhibit making a stop over at a textile museum in Tokyo. I'm going to go see it so, I'll be gone overnight.”

 

I opened my mouth to say that was fine and had the breath stutter out of me instead when Kisuke licked my cock. I snapped my mouth shut and tried to shove Kisuke away with my leg but there was nowhere for him to go in the small space under my desk. I felt sweat break out on my forehead when he closed his mouth over the head of my cock and slid his mouth down half my length.

 

“That's fine, Uryuu. Thank you for telling me. Is that all?” I was proud that my voice sounded so normal considering the way Kisuke was now doing his very best to suck all my brains out through my dick.

 

“Are you okay? You're being very accommodating,” Uryuu said suspiciously.

 

Kisuke nudged my legs a little further apart and I swallowed hard when he gripped the base of my erection and added short strokes to the motion of his mouth. Another glance down showed me that he'd freed his cock and was stoking himself along to the same rhythm he was using on me. His eyes sparkled with mischief and lust.

 

“Ryuuken?”

 

I jerked my eyes up to see my son step closer to my desk. I could feel a flush in my cheeks and sweat on my upper lip. Desire was moving heavily through my body and I couldn't help but think of the images Kisuke had put into my head just before Uryuu walked into my office.

 

“You looked flushed. You're not coming down with anything, are you?”

 

If Kisuke kept working my cock like he was, I most definitely would be coming. I tried for a calming breath and nearly groaned when Kisuke let a trickle of reiatsu wind around my cock and tease my balls, making desire surge through my blood.

 

“I'm fine. If that was all you needed to tell me, I have paperwork to finish before rounds.”

 

Uryuu frowned and pushed his glasses back up his nose. He gave me a hard look and opened his mouth before closing it without saying a word. He turned on his heel and left my office without a backward glance, the door closing solidly behind him. I was almost certain he'd wanted to say something more. I focused on his controlled reiatsu, following it until I felt him descending in the elevator. Once I was sure he was leaving the hospital, I shoved back from my desk, fisted my hand in Kisuke's coat and hauled him out from under my desk. I jerked him to me and kissed him hard, tasting myself on his tongue and finding that an incredible turn on. I broke the kiss abruptly, spun him around and slammed him down on my desk. One fast tug was all it took to have his loose pants hitting the floor. I shoved his coat to the side, my cock pressing against his hole between one breath and the next.

 

“Ryuuken, lube,” Kisuke said in a sharp voice that left no room for argument.

 

An impatient noise left my throat even as I was shocked at myself for almost taking my lover without the barest of preparation. I pushed firmly on Kisuke's back to hold him in place although I knew he wouldn't move. I patted down his coat quickly with my free hand, finding the small tube of lube I knew he'd have on him. I squeezed a glob down the crack of his ass, smearing it over his hole and sliding my dick between his cheeks to coat it. Kisuke moaned and wriggled his ass. I pressed my cock to his hole, groaning as I slid smoothly into him.

 

“Fuck yes, Ryuuken,” Kisuke said in a low, wanting voice.

 

That was all the encouragement I needed. I gripped Kisuke's hips hard enough to bruise and set a punishing rhythm. It took a few twists of my hips before a sharp cry of pleasure left him and I smiled evilly. Now that I had the angle right, I set out to hit his sweet spot with every thrust. Kisuke fingers scrabbled on my desk top, scattering paper. He moaned and his ass clenched tight on my cock as his body shook with the force of his orgasm. I managed a few more thrusts before my own release hit me. Another moan left Kisuke at the feel of my cock spurting inside him. I collapsed over his back, breathing hard and noticing absently that his ever present hat had been knocked off at some point.

 

“God, you're fantastic when you get all worked up,” Kisuke said in a sated voice.

 

I snorted softly feeling wonderfully relaxed. “Pervert.”

 

I wanted to be angry over his completely inappropriate behaviour while Uryuu was in my office but knew that was a pointless exercise. It'd be like getting mad over the sun rising. Urahara Kisuke was simply an extraordinarily perverted man. I'd known that from the very first time we met yet I'd still let him into my bed and allowed myself to fall in love with him. I had nobody to blame but myself.

 

“Indeed but, you love me that way. Me and Isshin need to be as perverted as possible just to balance out your massively repressed nature. But, we love you anyway because it's so damn good when you finally let go.”

 

I rolled my eyes and wondered if I had the energy to move yet. Kisuke decided for me when he pushed himself up from the desk. I slipped free from his body and slumped down into my chair. I watched as he pulled his pants up and adjusted his clothes. He scooped his hat up from under my desk and smiled at me, leaning down to brush his lips over mine in a tender kiss.

 

“Thank you, love. I needed that. Isshin wanted me ask you to come to my shop tonight so we could have a little time to ourselves but, since Uryuu is going to be gone overnight, I'll tell him to come to your place at say ten tonight and plan to stay over.”

 

I started to sputter a half-hearted denial at having my lovers invade my house when Kisuke leaned in close and whispered in my ear.

 

“I have a burning desire to see you take Isshin in that swing I gave you for our anniversary last year while I have your ass. Sound like a plan?” he asked as he trailed a finger over my still exposed cock.

 

Damn Kisuke! He knew exactly what to do and say to make my pulse leap and anticipation curl deep in my belly. I closed my eyes as the image of Isshin spread naked and strapped into the swing unfolded in my mind. Despite what I thought I should say I found myself nodding my head. Uryuu would be gone for the night so there was no chance we'd get interrupted by anyone. I could sleep an entire night with my lovers in my arms although it was debatable how much sleep we'd actually get. Kisuke kissed me again and smiled. He sauntered out the door, humming.

 

My secretary peeked around the door, her eyes going wide at what I'm sure was a combination of the mess of my desk, my mussed appearance and the smug bastard leaving my office that she'd probably never even seen enter. I scowled and barked at her to close the door. Only when the door was firmly shut did I drop my head into my hands and wonder what the hell possessed me to agree to have Isshin and Kisuke over for the night. God help me but, I was looking forward to that more than anything I had in longer than I cared to dwell on. Maybe Isshin and Kisuke were right. Maybe it was time for me to try and grab at a little happiness.