Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Kiss ❯ Dominating Pleasure ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MibuWolf 
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.03.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.03.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. Tite Kubo does… how sad. Ichigo is a bit out of character in this fanfiction but he wouldn't be having gay sex if he was in character! Deal with that! ^_^ Anywho, enjoy!
He could feel his heart pounding. The sensation of nipples thrusting against cotton drove the hard on in his jeans to grow even stiffer. If only he had his hakama… They would have hidden the evidence of his unfound desire for that uptight captain. His cheeks stained a gentle shade of pink as Byakuya looked his way. Renji was with him. Damn that man for stealing Kuchiki's attention. And bless him
.
Ichigo felt the power of the captain's stare and he looked away, afraid to see the results. At least his body didn't react as embarrassingly as the first time he saw him.
*~*~* *~*~*
~One month earlier~
“Little boy, do you know who you are up against?” Byakuya Kuchiki's words echoed meaninglessly in Ichigo's mind. He was too preoccupied with the after-effects of the most intense orgasm of his life. The sound of the captain's deep, mocking voice sent tiny after-shocks to the tip of his penis, making him shudder in pleasurable anguish.
When Ichigo had looked up from talking to Rukia, only to find the Captain Kuchiki striding over to him, he had creamed himself, like a 13-year-old with his first wet dream. Only, Kuchiki wasn't a dream. That powerful man with his black hair and ripped body, with his dark stare and overwhelming presence, was definently real. Ichigo had to fight his own nearly overwhelming desire to present himself on all fours with his head thrown to one side, to this undeniably alpha male.
*~*~* *~*~*
That was then. This was now. Only the present didn't appear any better. He had to bite back a moan when he looked up to find Byakuya staring at him. More aptly, at his lips. He licked them self-consciously and wondered at the sudden heat in the Captain's eyes. He said something to Abarai and the man nodded, leaving the training hall and Kuchiki alone.
Ichigo shook with nervousness as he walked over, his stride a slow and steady gait. “Ichigo.” His name was a rumble in the man's throat and Ichigo could feel his pre-cum staining the front of his jeans. They were officially alone in the big training hall. Ichigo closed his eyes as Byakuya loomed over him. The man brushed his fingers against his cheek and his eyes flew open.
“Strip.”
*~*~* *~*~*
Captain Byakuya Kuchiki nearly growled in frustration as the boy blinked confusedly at him. “S-strip?” The words came out as a squeak from Ichigo's lips and he sighed. He would obviously have to take the initiative. He slid the jeans and boxers down the boy's lean hips and hid a smirk as the strawberry gasped at his exposure. He pulled that damned erotic, form-fitting shirt over his head and tossed it to the side with his Zanbatou. A sob escaped the boy's pink lips and he rushed into Byakuya's arms. He shook and buried himself closer, practically burrowing into his body.
“Please! Please! Oh please!” Ichigo's words were a litany, hidden beneath mewls and whimpers of want. This time Kuchiki couldn't stop the feral growl that escaped from his throat. He cupped the boy's small, tight ass cheeks in each hand and squeezed. The strawberry's fingers trembled as he untied the string holding the Captain's hakama up. The pants dropped to the floor.
*~*~* *~*~*
The captain lowered his mouth to Ichigo's lips and he parted them. His dominating tongue slid into his mouth and the strawberry sucked hungrily on it. Kuchiki's fingers skirted around to Ichigo's nipples and he tugged lightly on them, drawing a sweet gasp from his lips. The boy's hands reached into Byakuya's loincloth and pulled out his hungry staff.
Ichigo pulled himself away, blushing at the captain's massive cock. The bold penis thrusted out into a solid eleven inches long and three inches thick. Would he be able to fit? Ichigo ogled the erection, trying to hide his blush. It was a paler color than the Captain's body and flared into a dark pink, mushroom-like head. He gasped in disbelief. His man was packing.
Ichigo shakily inched Byakuya's tunic-like haori up to reveal mouth-watering, rock-hard abs. He pulled the offending cloth over his head and tossed it to the side along with his other clothes. Kuchiki took a step forward and belated doubts filled his head. He whimpered shakily and took a step back. Seeing that hungry look in the captain's eyes, the minor protests that had occupied the back of his mind came out full blast.
*~*~* *~*~*
Byakuya growled in warning as his strawberry took a step back. There was no way he would be leaving; not without have thoroughly screwed the red-head into the ground and back out again. From the outward signs, he knew that Ichigo was still aroused and in dire need of his cock. The adam's apple worked in his throat as the boy swallowed and that was his only warning sign as Ichigo turned and vaulted away. Fucking shit! Did the boy honestly think he could escape a Kuchiki?
He allowed the red-head to get nearly half-way across the training hall before flash stepping in front of him. Ichigo ran into his arms and struggled, beating at the solid wall of his chest.
“Let me go, you barbarian! I will kick your ass! I swear!” The boy clutched at his arms and leaned his head into his neck, sobbing in bewilderment. “Let me go…”
Byakuya put his hands around the boy's waist and lifted him up to wrap his legs around him. He stroked one hand through his sweat-matted red hair and leaned down to whisper in his ear, “You are the one clinging to me.”
He ran his tongue along the length of Ichigo's neck and pulled a small ear into his mouth. He felt the strawberry gasp into his neck and rub his bottom subconsciously against his aching erection.
“Gawd damn, baby. Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?” He placed a gentle kiss against the boy's jawline, making him sigh in contentment. Ichigo removed his face from his neck and looked at him with tear-filled brown eyes.
“You aren't mad at me?”
Byakuya scoffed in disbelief. “How could I be mad at you? You just got scared. That is indeed understandable. The question is, `are you ready?'”
*~*~* *~*~*
Ichigo wiped his eyes with back of his hand and nodded. Surprisingly, he was still as hot as all hell just thinking about what the captain is going to do to him. With him. He untangled his legs from Kuchiki's waist and slid down, gasping as their erections brushed against each other. His lips meshed with Byakuya's, and he couldn't resist opening his mouth to once again accept his tongue.
The man tasted like sin, dark and erotic; like chocolate, melting against his tongue. If he could feast forever on his captain, he would be content. They came up for air after a couple of moments, a thin strand of saliva connecting them still.
“Lie down, baby,” Kuchiki managed to grind out. Ichigo dutifully lay himself on the wooden floor, immediately covered by the larger body of Byakuya. He placed three fingers on the strawberry's lips and smirked. “Suck them, little one.” Ichigo dragged the slender digits into the hot cavern of his mouth and suckled them. His cheeks created a vacuum around his fingers, inducing thoughts of what it would be like if it were his cock in the boy's mouth. He groaned, and pulled his fingers away from Ichigo's lips.
“Are you sure you're ready for this?”
Ichigo nodded, lost in a haze of desire. His man felt so good covering his body like that. He gasped as the Captain trailed a saliva-soaked digit down to his entrance. Byakuya's other hand wrapped around his cock and he sobbed in lust. He gave his dick a languorous stroke, simultaneously sliding a finger into the tight recesses of his hole.
“Oh- OHMYGAWD!” He bucked against the unexpected digit, trying to expel the strange feeling. Kuchiki held his hips down single-handedly, and licked the outer edge of his ear, blowing gently on the shell.
Byakuya thrust his finger in the opening, allowing another one to join its movement. Scissoring the two fingers, he covered Ichigo's cries of protest with his mouth. He could already tell the boy would be tight. He pushed the fingers deeper into the opening and hooked them, rubbing them lightly against a small bump in the tight cavern.
Ichigo screamed against his lips, bucking his hips at the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. What the hell was that?! He mewled, raising his hips for more. The captain complied and added the final finger, slowly loosening Ichigo.
“It feels so strange… Oh! I feel * gasp* so- so full! P-please!” His head fell to the side, mouth opening and closing in bewilderment. It hurt and yet…
“More! Please! OhGawdOHGawdOHGAWD!!! Please? Please?” Byakuya smirked and removed his fingers from the stretched opening. He spat into his hand and rubbed it hurriedly on his cock, lubing it. He positioned it at the boy's entrance and paused.
“Are you sure you're ready, baby? This will hurt, but only for a moment.”
Ichigo whimpered incoherently, managing a weak nod. Kuchiki kissed the side of his mouth and thrust home. It is too big! There is no way this is the equivalent of three fingers! He sobbed, feeling his erection dwindling at the onslaught of pain.
“Relax your muscles—mmm ohyeah!—you gotta loosen * pant*… loosen up!” Byakuya struggled not to thrust into the welcoming heat. He leaned over Ichigo, long strands of dark hair brushing provocatively against his chest. He peppered butterfly kisses all over the strawberry's face, reaching down to take his cock in his hand.
Ichigo gasped, his arousal returning almost full force. The captain noticed the boy's stained cheeks and thrust gently. Oh, this isn't as bad as before- it's almost… He whimpered as the head of the man's cock brushed against the special spot inside of him. His head fell back as he allowed Kuchiki to ride him. The man thrust harder into him, ramming his hungry staff into the tight cavern.
This position doesn't get any leverage. Byakuya growled and gripped Ichigo's waist. “Get on all fours. Now!” The red-head lay limp, looking up confusedly at the dark captain All fours? What the-? Byakuya is sure dominating. Mmm, why did it stop?
Kuchiki slid out and got to his knees. He grabbed the redhead around the waist and spun him around, bringing him to his knees.
“Lean forward onto your hands and spread your thighs wider. Show me that pink hole.”
Ichigo blushed at Byakuya's words and fell forward onto his hands and knees. He parted his legs wider, his cheeks flaming. His cock stood between his legs begging for attention. Who knew that gay sex could feel so good? So right? He whimpered, longing for the captain's enormous cock to fill him again.
*~*~* *~*~*
Did that boy know how good he looked from behind? His pert buttocks lay spread before him, like a feast meant just for him. His repositioned his cock at the small, pink hole and thrust back in. Ichigo's moans were music to his ears. He stroked his cock in time to each hard thrust, making him whimper.
The strawberry pushed back against him, eager to feel each stroke buried deep in his prostrate. He feels so good inside.
“Ohgawd please! Please? Harder! Oh gawd harder! Yes mmm. You fill me up so well. Faster!”
Byakuya offered his fingers for Ichigo to suck on. He took them in his mouth, sucking frantically on them, like they were the world's best lollipops. He was so close to orgasm. They both were. The captain rammed his rod harder into Ichigo, feeling the overwhelming rush of cum escape from deep within his sac. He came long and hard into Ichigo, bringing the strawberry to orgasm soon thereafter.
They collapsed into a sweaty heap and Kuchiki slid gently off of Ichigo, lying at his side. He placed a soft kiss on the redhead's brow and pulled him into his arms. “You were great, baby.”
Ichigo smiled and snuggled closer. “You know… I think I love you.”
Byakuya smirked. “You think? Go to sleep before I'm forced to make you make up your mind.”
He laughed and followed quickly with a yawn. “Later. M'tired… G'night…” His eyes slid closed and he fell asleep with a soft smile on his lips.
Neither noticed a satisfied pair of gold eyes watching them, slipping away in a flourish of scarlet.
To be continued? You decide!
Author's Note: Okay, people. Review and we just might see a second chapter. Flames welcome.
He could feel his heart pounding. The sensation of nipples thrusting against cotton drove the hard on in his jeans to grow even stiffer. If only he had his hakama… They would have hidden the evidence of his unfound desire for that uptight captain. His cheeks stained a gentle shade of pink as Byakuya looked his way. Renji was with him. Damn that man for stealing Kuchiki's attention. And bless him
.
Ichigo felt the power of the captain's stare and he looked away, afraid to see the results. At least his body didn't react as embarrassingly as the first time he saw him.
*~*~* *~*~*
~One month earlier~
“Little boy, do you know who you are up against?” Byakuya Kuchiki's words echoed meaninglessly in Ichigo's mind. He was too preoccupied with the after-effects of the most intense orgasm of his life. The sound of the captain's deep, mocking voice sent tiny after-shocks to the tip of his penis, making him shudder in pleasurable anguish.
When Ichigo had looked up from talking to Rukia, only to find the Captain Kuchiki striding over to him, he had creamed himself, like a 13-year-old with his first wet dream. Only, Kuchiki wasn't a dream. That powerful man with his black hair and ripped body, with his dark stare and overwhelming presence, was definently real. Ichigo had to fight his own nearly overwhelming desire to present himself on all fours with his head thrown to one side, to this undeniably alpha male.
*~*~* *~*~*
That was then. This was now. Only the present didn't appear any better. He had to bite back a moan when he looked up to find Byakuya staring at him. More aptly, at his lips. He licked them self-consciously and wondered at the sudden heat in the Captain's eyes. He said something to Abarai and the man nodded, leaving the training hall and Kuchiki alone.
Ichigo shook with nervousness as he walked over, his stride a slow and steady gait. “Ichigo.” His name was a rumble in the man's throat and Ichigo could feel his pre-cum staining the front of his jeans. They were officially alone in the big training hall. Ichigo closed his eyes as Byakuya loomed over him. The man brushed his fingers against his cheek and his eyes flew open.
“Strip.”
*~*~* *~*~*
Captain Byakuya Kuchiki nearly growled in frustration as the boy blinked confusedly at him. “S-strip?” The words came out as a squeak from Ichigo's lips and he sighed. He would obviously have to take the initiative. He slid the jeans and boxers down the boy's lean hips and hid a smirk as the strawberry gasped at his exposure. He pulled that damned erotic, form-fitting shirt over his head and tossed it to the side with his Zanbatou. A sob escaped the boy's pink lips and he rushed into Byakuya's arms. He shook and buried himself closer, practically burrowing into his body.
“Please! Please! Oh please!” Ichigo's words were a litany, hidden beneath mewls and whimpers of want. This time Kuchiki couldn't stop the feral growl that escaped from his throat. He cupped the boy's small, tight ass cheeks in each hand and squeezed. The strawberry's fingers trembled as he untied the string holding the Captain's hakama up. The pants dropped to the floor.
*~*~* *~*~*
The captain lowered his mouth to Ichigo's lips and he parted them. His dominating tongue slid into his mouth and the strawberry sucked hungrily on it. Kuchiki's fingers skirted around to Ichigo's nipples and he tugged lightly on them, drawing a sweet gasp from his lips. The boy's hands reached into Byakuya's loincloth and pulled out his hungry staff.
Ichigo pulled himself away, blushing at the captain's massive cock. The bold penis thrusted out into a solid eleven inches long and three inches thick. Would he be able to fit? Ichigo ogled the erection, trying to hide his blush. It was a paler color than the Captain's body and flared into a dark pink, mushroom-like head. He gasped in disbelief. His man was packing.
Ichigo shakily inched Byakuya's tunic-like haori up to reveal mouth-watering, rock-hard abs. He pulled the offending cloth over his head and tossed it to the side along with his other clothes. Kuchiki took a step forward and belated doubts filled his head. He whimpered shakily and took a step back. Seeing that hungry look in the captain's eyes, the minor protests that had occupied the back of his mind came out full blast.
*~*~* *~*~*
Byakuya growled in warning as his strawberry took a step back. There was no way he would be leaving; not without have thoroughly screwed the red-head into the ground and back out again. From the outward signs, he knew that Ichigo was still aroused and in dire need of his cock. The adam's apple worked in his throat as the boy swallowed and that was his only warning sign as Ichigo turned and vaulted away. Fucking shit! Did the boy honestly think he could escape a Kuchiki?
He allowed the red-head to get nearly half-way across the training hall before flash stepping in front of him. Ichigo ran into his arms and struggled, beating at the solid wall of his chest.
“Let me go, you barbarian! I will kick your ass! I swear!” The boy clutched at his arms and leaned his head into his neck, sobbing in bewilderment. “Let me go…”
Byakuya put his hands around the boy's waist and lifted him up to wrap his legs around him. He stroked one hand through his sweat-matted red hair and leaned down to whisper in his ear, “You are the one clinging to me.”
He ran his tongue along the length of Ichigo's neck and pulled a small ear into his mouth. He felt the strawberry gasp into his neck and rub his bottom subconsciously against his aching erection.
“Gawd damn, baby. Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?” He placed a gentle kiss against the boy's jawline, making him sigh in contentment. Ichigo removed his face from his neck and looked at him with tear-filled brown eyes.
“You aren't mad at me?”
Byakuya scoffed in disbelief. “How could I be mad at you? You just got scared. That is indeed understandable. The question is, `are you ready?'”
*~*~* *~*~*
Ichigo wiped his eyes with back of his hand and nodded. Surprisingly, he was still as hot as all hell just thinking about what the captain is going to do to him. With him. He untangled his legs from Kuchiki's waist and slid down, gasping as their erections brushed against each other. His lips meshed with Byakuya's, and he couldn't resist opening his mouth to once again accept his tongue.
The man tasted like sin, dark and erotic; like chocolate, melting against his tongue. If he could feast forever on his captain, he would be content. They came up for air after a couple of moments, a thin strand of saliva connecting them still.
“Lie down, baby,” Kuchiki managed to grind out. Ichigo dutifully lay himself on the wooden floor, immediately covered by the larger body of Byakuya. He placed three fingers on the strawberry's lips and smirked. “Suck them, little one.” Ichigo dragged the slender digits into the hot cavern of his mouth and suckled them. His cheeks created a vacuum around his fingers, inducing thoughts of what it would be like if it were his cock in the boy's mouth. He groaned, and pulled his fingers away from Ichigo's lips.
“Are you sure you're ready for this?”
Ichigo nodded, lost in a haze of desire. His man felt so good covering his body like that. He gasped as the Captain trailed a saliva-soaked digit down to his entrance. Byakuya's other hand wrapped around his cock and he sobbed in lust. He gave his dick a languorous stroke, simultaneously sliding a finger into the tight recesses of his hole.
“Oh- OHMYGAWD!” He bucked against the unexpected digit, trying to expel the strange feeling. Kuchiki held his hips down single-handedly, and licked the outer edge of his ear, blowing gently on the shell.
Byakuya thrust his finger in the opening, allowing another one to join its movement. Scissoring the two fingers, he covered Ichigo's cries of protest with his mouth. He could already tell the boy would be tight. He pushed the fingers deeper into the opening and hooked them, rubbing them lightly against a small bump in the tight cavern.
Ichigo screamed against his lips, bucking his hips at the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. What the hell was that?! He mewled, raising his hips for more. The captain complied and added the final finger, slowly loosening Ichigo.
“It feels so strange… Oh! I feel * gasp* so- so full! P-please!” His head fell to the side, mouth opening and closing in bewilderment. It hurt and yet…
“More! Please! OhGawdOHGawdOHGAWD!!! Please? Please?” Byakuya smirked and removed his fingers from the stretched opening. He spat into his hand and rubbed it hurriedly on his cock, lubing it. He positioned it at the boy's entrance and paused.
“Are you sure you're ready, baby? This will hurt, but only for a moment.”
Ichigo whimpered incoherently, managing a weak nod. Kuchiki kissed the side of his mouth and thrust home. It is too big! There is no way this is the equivalent of three fingers! He sobbed, feeling his erection dwindling at the onslaught of pain.
“Relax your muscles—mmm ohyeah!—you gotta loosen * pant*… loosen up!” Byakuya struggled not to thrust into the welcoming heat. He leaned over Ichigo, long strands of dark hair brushing provocatively against his chest. He peppered butterfly kisses all over the strawberry's face, reaching down to take his cock in his hand.
Ichigo gasped, his arousal returning almost full force. The captain noticed the boy's stained cheeks and thrust gently. Oh, this isn't as bad as before- it's almost… He whimpered as the head of the man's cock brushed against the special spot inside of him. His head fell back as he allowed Kuchiki to ride him. The man thrust harder into him, ramming his hungry staff into the tight cavern.
This position doesn't get any leverage. Byakuya growled and gripped Ichigo's waist. “Get on all fours. Now!” The red-head lay limp, looking up confusedly at the dark captain All fours? What the-? Byakuya is sure dominating. Mmm, why did it stop?
Kuchiki slid out and got to his knees. He grabbed the redhead around the waist and spun him around, bringing him to his knees.
“Lean forward onto your hands and spread your thighs wider. Show me that pink hole.”
Ichigo blushed at Byakuya's words and fell forward onto his hands and knees. He parted his legs wider, his cheeks flaming. His cock stood between his legs begging for attention. Who knew that gay sex could feel so good? So right? He whimpered, longing for the captain's enormous cock to fill him again.
*~*~* *~*~*
Did that boy know how good he looked from behind? His pert buttocks lay spread before him, like a feast meant just for him. His repositioned his cock at the small, pink hole and thrust back in. Ichigo's moans were music to his ears. He stroked his cock in time to each hard thrust, making him whimper.
The strawberry pushed back against him, eager to feel each stroke buried deep in his prostrate. He feels so good inside.
“Ohgawd please! Please? Harder! Oh gawd harder! Yes mmm. You fill me up so well. Faster!”
Byakuya offered his fingers for Ichigo to suck on. He took them in his mouth, sucking frantically on them, like they were the world's best lollipops. He was so close to orgasm. They both were. The captain rammed his rod harder into Ichigo, feeling the overwhelming rush of cum escape from deep within his sac. He came long and hard into Ichigo, bringing the strawberry to orgasm soon thereafter.
They collapsed into a sweaty heap and Kuchiki slid gently off of Ichigo, lying at his side. He placed a soft kiss on the redhead's brow and pulled him into his arms. “You were great, baby.”
Ichigo smiled and snuggled closer. “You know… I think I love you.”
Byakuya smirked. “You think? Go to sleep before I'm forced to make you make up your mind.”
He laughed and followed quickly with a yawn. “Later. M'tired… G'night…” His eyes slid closed and he fell asleep with a soft smile on his lips.
Neither noticed a satisfied pair of gold eyes watching them, slipping away in a flourish of scarlet.
To be continued? You decide!
Author's Note: Okay, people. Review and we just might see a second chapter. Flames welcome.