Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Kiss ❯ Three's Company ( Chapter 3 )
[ 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: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.03.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 2.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. Tite Kubo boasts those rights and apparently, that man can get really depressed if he's not noticed. Que sera sera.
Warnings: rimming, masturbation, light bondage, threesome, oral, gay sex ,etc, etc
A.N: Alright, the votes are in and here are the results. As of chapter four, this will officially become an m-preg fanfiction. And for those of you who voted for a cozy little threesome, this chapter is with Renji. It won't affect Ichigo and Byakuya's relationship. It's only a one- chapter deal, so no worries, okay?
Three's Company
Byakuya blinked once, clearing the sleepdust from his eyes. An annoying tickle molested the underside of his nose and he reached up a hand to obliterate it. Or at least made as valiant an attempt as one could when both hands were handcuffed to a bedpost. Smug brown eyes leaned over to stare into his cold gray ones and he narrowed them, dangerously.
“What is the meaning of this, you insolent child?” His voice came out in the harsh monotone of one who expected to be obeyed and immediately.
Ichigo grinned and settled himself ackwardly on the captain's stomach, a leg thrown haphazardly over each side of his abdominal muscles. His naked ass brushed sinfully close to Byakuya's dick and he felt himself harden.
“This,” he said, licking his lips. “This is called payback. You're not the only one who holds the whip in this relationship. I'm taking what's owed to me, whether you. Like. It. Or. Not.” He emphasized each word with a jab to the chest.
Ichigo ghosted a slender digit up the irate captain's eight- pack, stopping to tweak a flat, brown nipple. The strawberry paused, flushing with arousal as the bud hardened. Byakuya sighed in resignation as he noticed the determined look on his face. This would be interesting.
“Do you honestly believe you could handle not falling off this stallion, little boy?” Byakuya goaded, quirking an inky brow. “Show me what you've got.”
The red head chuckled and scratched lightyl down his chest, bringing his fingers perilously close to the tip of Byakuya's dick and back up again. “Oh, I think I do,” whispered Ichigo, blowing into his ear as he spoke. The captain shuddered and barely suppressed a groan of need.
The shinigami placed a chaste kiss on the side of his mouth before leaning back on his haunches. The dark-haired man watched him with barely concealed lust as he brought his trembling hands to his own pale chest and caressed it. His fingers plucked at his dusky, pink nipples and Ichigo threw his head back.
“Oh captain. This feels so good. Do you know what this does to me?” His voice was childishly seductive.
Byakuya's cock swelled and he swallowed heavily. “Tell me, baby. What does it do to you?” The older man cursed silently at the handcuffs. If they weren't there his saucy red-head would be on his back, knees to his ears, stuffed full of Byakuya casserole. He grinned at that thought. Little Ichigo was definently his serving plate.
A whimper brought the captain back down to earth. The reaper had changed course and was now stroking his own cock. Fevered brown eyes stared into hard black ones.
“You make me fe-oh! Yes! Feel so goo-damn it! Mmm! So good, Byakuya-aah!” Ichigo's cheeks were flustered and his hand sped up urgently.
The captain licked his lips at the delicious display. “Yeah, that's right, angel. Touch yourself. Show me how good you feel.”
The strawberry shook his head but still stroked his cock. “This isn't right- Oh! I'm supposed to be- mmm- but I can't seem to stop. Your face. Those eyes! OHGAWD OH GAWD ILOVEYOUDON'T EVER LEAVEME ILOVE YOU- oh, yes!” He came with a shaky cry, come coating them both.
Byakuya smirked at his flustered lover and looked down pointedly at his own unsatisfied arousal. “You sure showed me, Ichigo. That was some punishment.”
Ichigo glared back at him, panting lightly. “That's not fair. You can't look at me like that and expect me not to react! Anyway, I still have another plan up my sleeve.” He scooted down Byakuya's body and laid his head next to his captain's prominent arousal. His hand reached across the bed and felt for something, finally grasping onto a plastic bag that he hadn't noticed before. Ichigo brought it next to him and peaked eagerly into it.
“Right one. Sweet!”
Byakuya smirked, efficiently hiding his curiosity. “Oh? A toy? Well, aren't we inventive.”
The reaper scowled at him before pulling something out of the bag and tossing the plastic off to the side. He brought his free hand up to Byakuya's cock and gave it several long strokes, bringing it to full arousal. “It's not for me. It's for you. I believe they call it a cock-ring.” He dangled the leather object in front of the captain's nose before unsnapping it. He fastened one end of the ring snuggly around Byakuya's scrotum and the other at the base of his cock. Once finished, he looked down to admire his handy work. It looked so odd. Ichigo giggled and the dark-haired man rolled his eyes. Leave it to his baby to make a joke out of kinky foreplay.
“I'm not the one who comes to early, love,” Byakuya pointed out, eager to see the indignant flush on the shinigami's face. Sure enough, there it was.
The reaper ignored his comment and set about his “work”. He slid the foreskin down over his cock, revealing the large, purple head. Ichigo blew gently on the exposed head, drawing a groan from the large man. He teased the slit with his tongue, holding it open wider with his two index fingers. He lapped at the pre-cum collecting there and ran his tongue back and forth inside it. He opened his mouth wider and took just the head in, nursing on it gently. The captain slammed his head back onto the pillow,knashing his teeth together.
Ichigo slowly slid in more of the hot, pulsing length and gave a strong suckle. Byakuya nearly choked on his cry of pleasure. “Holy fuck, baby! Where the hell did you learn how to do THAT?!”
Ichigo hummed around his dick, feeling his own penis harden at the sound of his man's fierce growls. The taste of the captain was hot and musk-flavored, turning him on even more. He slid off his cock, beginning to whimper at the onslaught of such heavy arousal. He needed to feel that cock inside of him. Now. He glared at the handcuffs. How-?
Byakuya noticed his reaper's look of bereavement and quickly deciphered it. “You want me to fuck you?”
Ichigo nodded and blushed. The older man rocked his hips. “Come sit on it, baby.”
“I-I can't- oh gawd.” Ichigo settled himself shakily over the captain's leaking cock, waiting for Byakuya to make the first thrust. He gritted his teeth.
“No, you were the one who started this domination thing. Now finish it.”
The strawberry slowly eased his way down his enormous prick, crying out as it's head brushed against the back of his entrance. It felt so full. He was too big this way. “Your cock. It's tearing me apart!” Ichigo sobbed, a thin trail of saliva leaking out the side of his mouth. “Byakuya!” He stopped and leaned his head down on his man's chest, shuddering violently.
“That's it, baby,” whispered Byakuya, his voice hoarse. “Move for me. Lift your hips.”
Ichigo nodded, picking his head up. Why was it he always turned into such a whimpering, weak fool when he was around Byakuya? He could do this, damn it! He'd show the captain that he could be a man, too! He lifted his hips until just the tip of his cock was inside of him and slammed back down violently. His ass felt like it was tearing in two but he'd prove that he could do it!
Blood trickled down the base of the older male's cock and Byakuya narrowed his eyes. “Ichigo, stop it. You're hurting yourself.”
The redhead ignored him and impaled himself harder on the imprisoned rod. He cried out, justifying the pain with his desire to prove himself. Tears coursed down his cheeks as he continued fucking it, clutching at the captain's waist desperately.
Byakuya sensed his inner turmoil and ignored the pleasure, kicking up one leg to unseat the shinigami, mid-thrust. “I said stop!” He instantly regretted his harsh tone when the reaper shot him a wounded look. The look quickly turned into anger and Ichigo stiffened, wiping his tear-stained face.
“If that's the way it is, then how about I leave you handcuffed here, huh? In fact, screw you. I think I will!” He rolled off the bed, wincing at the ache in his backside. The blood still flowing from his entrance made him sticky and he felt waves of nausea overcome him.
Before Byakuya could get a word in edge-wise, he ran from the room, leaving the door hanging partially open. The captain gaped after him.
Two minutes later…
Byakuya yanked helplessly at the cuffs but they refused to budge an inch. When he got out of these, his little, hot-tempered soul reaper was going to get the spanking of a lifetime. Well, right after he cleared up any misunderstandings.
Soft footsteps sounded from by the door and he looked up, expecting a petulant redhead. He nearly choked on a groan as a redhead did indeed step forward. Oh fuck.
Renji Abarai stepped forward, his eyes running disinterestedly over his captain's naked form. “Some trouble there, Taichou-san?” Renji smirked, his teeth glinting white in the dim light of the lamp.
Byakuya scoffed and glared at the vice-captain. “I have no idea what you are talking about. If you would be so kind as to leave my house, you know where the door is.”
The belligerent vice captain let out a loud bark of laughter. “Right. Here's the thing, captain. I feel like cuttin' ya a deal, seeing as you ain't as carefree as you say ya are.” He looked pointedly at the handcuffs.
Byakuya scowled and then sighed. “I'm listening.”
Renji smirked again. “Course ya re. Listen, give me a piece your lover's hot shinigami ass and yer free as a fucking bird. Comprende? If not, well… I know a few people who wouldn't mind seeing ya so… tied up, if you catch my drift.” He chuckled darkly.
Byakuya's face darkened and he nearly choked on a resounding “Fuck you!” He took a deep breath, ready to tear his fuku-taichou a new one when a small shuffling noise came from behind the door. Both men looked up to find a rather flushed teen reaper hovering cautiously near the doorframe.
“You know,” he began, his voice soft. “I wouldn't mind making this a one-time thing. I-I mean, just for, you know, variety.” His voice squeaked at the end.
Byakuya sweatdropped and Renji howled with laughter. “See? Even your little boy toy says it's just fine. How's about it, mon capitan?”
Ichigo kicked the doorframe. “Aww, fuck you! If anyone's got a boy toy, it's me. Let's get that straight.”
Renji managed to maintain a straight face as he nodded solemnly. With Ichigo's recently volatile temper, Byakuya was grateful for the stray dog's patronizing attitude. The gods only knew what would happen if the strawberry caught on.
“Okay, let me give you two lovebirds a minute to talk it over and I'll be right back. Let me know the verdict then, Judge Judy.” He shot that last retort to Byakuya. He winked and left the room, whistling a happy tune, reaching out to close the door behind him.
Ichigo walked over to the dresser drawer and slid out the keys. He picked them up and walked cautiously over to the bed, flinching at the dark glare in his man's eyes. He shakily unlocked the cuffs and backed away, wrapping his arms around his own waist, protectively.
The captain shrugged his shoulders and stretched, releasing the kinks from his neck. He tore off the ring from around his cock and tossed it unceremoniously onto the bed next to him. Sliding from the bed, he got to his feet and finally faced the shivering teen.
Ichigo avoided his eyes and instead focused on the man's still-straining erection. He flushed and dropped his gaze to the thick, brown carpet cushioning their feet.
“Don't do that!”
Ichigo looked up, startled. Byakuya was stalking forward and he retreated backwards a couple of steps. “Don't hide from me!”
He grabbed the reaper's thin shoulders and began walking backwards toward the bed, dragging Ichigo along. He sat down and tripped the teen, causing him to fall face-first into his lap. In the time that he was away, he had donned thin jogging pants and Byakuya ripped them off him, exposing his round cheeks.
The dark-haired man brought his hand down swiftly onto Ichigo's derriere. The slap rang out in the silent room like a gunshot. The reaper cried and struggled to escape, trying in vain to buck off the offending hand.
Byakuya brought his hand down again, only harder. So much for explaining misunderstandings first. The slap left a nice handprint of Ichigo's tight ass, causing him to jump.
“I told you to never run from me, yet you did. You left me and I never had a chance to explain myself. Do you enjoy causing me to worry about you?” He slapped the strawberry's ass twice this time and waited for an answer.
“N-no. I'm s-sorry,” sobbed Ichigo, squirming on the pissed-off captain's lap.
“You hurt yourself needlessly and refused to listen to reason.” He reigned down several more spankings onto his tender cheeks and admired the red they turned. He caressed the ripe cheeks, cupping each one into his hands. He separated them gingerly, perusing the slightly raw looking opening. He scowled and leaned over, running his tongue soothingly around the torn hole.
Ichigo hardened at the feeling of helplessness and wriggled some more on the man's lap, aroused beyond belief.
“Please. F-forgive me?” He wiggled his flaming ass temptingly against Byakuya's exploring tongue. “I was so naughty.”
Byakuya grinned at the tone of Ichigo's voice and removed his tongue. All was forgiven. He caressed the inviting bottom once before turning him over to gently kiss his forehead.
“Don't ever leave me like that again,” he whispered fiercely. Ichigo smiled and leaned into to kiss him.
“I won't.”
Byakuya pulled back from the kiss after several moments and gazed down deep into his lover's eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this… thing with Abarai?”
Ichigo blushed and nodded.
“So be it then,baby.”
As if awaiting that very answer, the door to the room flew open and in stepped Renji. “So, when do we get started?” He chuckled and licked his lips.
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“Oh yeah, suck my fucking junk, reaper. Show Uncle Renji what that hot little mouth of yers can do.”
Byakuya scowled from behind Ichigo, thrusting hard into him. The strawberry gurgled something close to a pleasured “Oh!”, his mouth full of Renji's engorged dick.
The vice captain sneered and bent over to take Ichigo's aching cock in his hand, giving it a languorous stroke. The strawberry mewled and buried his nose deeper into the tangled red curls around Renji's base.
Byakuya gripped both of Ichigo's thighs and began ramming himself into the eager hole.
Ichigo felt like he was going to pass out from being assaulted from both ends by two huge hot and horny men.
Renji's cock swelled even bigger and the shinigami gagged, tears forming behind his eyes. He eased up on the dick, settling for nibbling lightly on the head. He wrapped his hand around it, barely, and began sliding along the base with ease. Abarai threw his head back and let out a low groan of approval.
“Aww shit, red. You been reading Rukia's “How-To” manuals?”
Byakuya arched a questioning brow. He didn't even want to go there. The captain snaked his hands up Ichigo's stomach and latched onto his nipples. He rolled each tiny bud between thumb and forefinger, reveling in the delighted gasp the smaller redhead gave him. He pumped forcefully into the reaper's tight behind, the entrance milking him for all he was worth.
Ichigo screamed with pleasure and thrust his ass back eagerly. Renji, not wanting to be one-upped by his captain, tapped the strawberry's oozing cock head with one finger and smeared the precum all along his length. He fisted his dick and began pumping it furiously, timing his thrusts with Byakuya's. Ichigo sobbed and whimpered helplessly, suckling frantically at Renji's own arousal, as if to stifle the embarrassing noises of pleasure.
Abarai took his own cock with his free hand and rubbed the dripping slit against his lips. “Open up. You're about to get dinner.” He stroked his cock quickly and placed the bulbous head on Ichigo's tongue. It jerked and released its thick white cream, filling the teen's mouth. He swallowed and waited for the second load. It followed quickly and Ichigo closed his lips around the spewing head, determined to suck out every last drop.
Renji's hips jerked involuntarily and he groaned, his hand speeding up on the reaper's penis.
Byakuya slammed harder into Ichigo's prostate and he gurgles around the still slightly hard cock. The captain swiveled his hips and gave one final thrust before he emptied his hot cream into the hungry entrance.
Ichigo, unable to withstand so much pleasure any longer, came into Renji's hand. Renji grinned as Ichigo collapsed backwards into Byakuya's waiting arms, exhausted.
The soul reaper closed his eyes and nuzzled his lover's neck with his nose. “I love you, Byakuya. Thank you, Renji.”
Renji chuckled and began fastening his pants. “Yeah, no problem. That was great and all but it was only a one time deal. Don't go getting anymore urges for yours truly. I'd only break yer heart.” He roared with laughter.
Byakuya rolled his eyes and looked down. Soft snores emanated from the little reaper. “He's out. Thanks, I guess. You really made him happy.”
Abarai stopped tucking in his shirt to shoot him an uncharacteristically serious look. “Listen, Taichou-san. I know you say that but you probably have no idea how happy ya truly make him. You mean everything to him, man. You know that,right?”
The dark-haired man paused and finally nodded.” Yeah, I know.”
Ichigo smiled at something in his dream and rolled over to snuggle into the captain's bare chest.
“I aim to keep it that way… forever.”
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A.N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I stayed up late to write this in my notebook and ended up getting hand cramps. Mwa ha ha ha! So, who here is looking forward to a pregnant Ichigo? I know Iam! Please continue to read and review this story. I appreciate you all! Next up, M-preg! And another question for you lovely Bleach fans! What are your ideas for gender and names for the baby? Should there be twins? Or maybe a single baby? Suggestions, please! I aim to please! ^_-
Warnings: rimming, masturbation, light bondage, threesome, oral, gay sex ,etc, etc
A.N: Alright, the votes are in and here are the results. As of chapter four, this will officially become an m-preg fanfiction. And for those of you who voted for a cozy little threesome, this chapter is with Renji. It won't affect Ichigo and Byakuya's relationship. It's only a one- chapter deal, so no worries, okay?
Three's Company
Byakuya blinked once, clearing the sleepdust from his eyes. An annoying tickle molested the underside of his nose and he reached up a hand to obliterate it. Or at least made as valiant an attempt as one could when both hands were handcuffed to a bedpost. Smug brown eyes leaned over to stare into his cold gray ones and he narrowed them, dangerously.
“What is the meaning of this, you insolent child?” His voice came out in the harsh monotone of one who expected to be obeyed and immediately.
Ichigo grinned and settled himself ackwardly on the captain's stomach, a leg thrown haphazardly over each side of his abdominal muscles. His naked ass brushed sinfully close to Byakuya's dick and he felt himself harden.
“This,” he said, licking his lips. “This is called payback. You're not the only one who holds the whip in this relationship. I'm taking what's owed to me, whether you. Like. It. Or. Not.” He emphasized each word with a jab to the chest.
Ichigo ghosted a slender digit up the irate captain's eight- pack, stopping to tweak a flat, brown nipple. The strawberry paused, flushing with arousal as the bud hardened. Byakuya sighed in resignation as he noticed the determined look on his face. This would be interesting.
“Do you honestly believe you could handle not falling off this stallion, little boy?” Byakuya goaded, quirking an inky brow. “Show me what you've got.”
The red head chuckled and scratched lightyl down his chest, bringing his fingers perilously close to the tip of Byakuya's dick and back up again. “Oh, I think I do,” whispered Ichigo, blowing into his ear as he spoke. The captain shuddered and barely suppressed a groan of need.
The shinigami placed a chaste kiss on the side of his mouth before leaning back on his haunches. The dark-haired man watched him with barely concealed lust as he brought his trembling hands to his own pale chest and caressed it. His fingers plucked at his dusky, pink nipples and Ichigo threw his head back.
“Oh captain. This feels so good. Do you know what this does to me?” His voice was childishly seductive.
Byakuya's cock swelled and he swallowed heavily. “Tell me, baby. What does it do to you?” The older man cursed silently at the handcuffs. If they weren't there his saucy red-head would be on his back, knees to his ears, stuffed full of Byakuya casserole. He grinned at that thought. Little Ichigo was definently his serving plate.
A whimper brought the captain back down to earth. The reaper had changed course and was now stroking his own cock. Fevered brown eyes stared into hard black ones.
“You make me fe-oh! Yes! Feel so goo-damn it! Mmm! So good, Byakuya-aah!” Ichigo's cheeks were flustered and his hand sped up urgently.
The captain licked his lips at the delicious display. “Yeah, that's right, angel. Touch yourself. Show me how good you feel.”
The strawberry shook his head but still stroked his cock. “This isn't right- Oh! I'm supposed to be- mmm- but I can't seem to stop. Your face. Those eyes! OHGAWD OH GAWD ILOVEYOUDON'T EVER LEAVEME ILOVE YOU- oh, yes!” He came with a shaky cry, come coating them both.
Byakuya smirked at his flustered lover and looked down pointedly at his own unsatisfied arousal. “You sure showed me, Ichigo. That was some punishment.”
Ichigo glared back at him, panting lightly. “That's not fair. You can't look at me like that and expect me not to react! Anyway, I still have another plan up my sleeve.” He scooted down Byakuya's body and laid his head next to his captain's prominent arousal. His hand reached across the bed and felt for something, finally grasping onto a plastic bag that he hadn't noticed before. Ichigo brought it next to him and peaked eagerly into it.
“Right one. Sweet!”
Byakuya smirked, efficiently hiding his curiosity. “Oh? A toy? Well, aren't we inventive.”
The reaper scowled at him before pulling something out of the bag and tossing the plastic off to the side. He brought his free hand up to Byakuya's cock and gave it several long strokes, bringing it to full arousal. “It's not for me. It's for you. I believe they call it a cock-ring.” He dangled the leather object in front of the captain's nose before unsnapping it. He fastened one end of the ring snuggly around Byakuya's scrotum and the other at the base of his cock. Once finished, he looked down to admire his handy work. It looked so odd. Ichigo giggled and the dark-haired man rolled his eyes. Leave it to his baby to make a joke out of kinky foreplay.
“I'm not the one who comes to early, love,” Byakuya pointed out, eager to see the indignant flush on the shinigami's face. Sure enough, there it was.
The reaper ignored his comment and set about his “work”. He slid the foreskin down over his cock, revealing the large, purple head. Ichigo blew gently on the exposed head, drawing a groan from the large man. He teased the slit with his tongue, holding it open wider with his two index fingers. He lapped at the pre-cum collecting there and ran his tongue back and forth inside it. He opened his mouth wider and took just the head in, nursing on it gently. The captain slammed his head back onto the pillow,knashing his teeth together.
Ichigo slowly slid in more of the hot, pulsing length and gave a strong suckle. Byakuya nearly choked on his cry of pleasure. “Holy fuck, baby! Where the hell did you learn how to do THAT?!”
Ichigo hummed around his dick, feeling his own penis harden at the sound of his man's fierce growls. The taste of the captain was hot and musk-flavored, turning him on even more. He slid off his cock, beginning to whimper at the onslaught of such heavy arousal. He needed to feel that cock inside of him. Now. He glared at the handcuffs. How-?
Byakuya noticed his reaper's look of bereavement and quickly deciphered it. “You want me to fuck you?”
Ichigo nodded and blushed. The older man rocked his hips. “Come sit on it, baby.”
“I-I can't- oh gawd.” Ichigo settled himself shakily over the captain's leaking cock, waiting for Byakuya to make the first thrust. He gritted his teeth.
“No, you were the one who started this domination thing. Now finish it.”
The strawberry slowly eased his way down his enormous prick, crying out as it's head brushed against the back of his entrance. It felt so full. He was too big this way. “Your cock. It's tearing me apart!” Ichigo sobbed, a thin trail of saliva leaking out the side of his mouth. “Byakuya!” He stopped and leaned his head down on his man's chest, shuddering violently.
“That's it, baby,” whispered Byakuya, his voice hoarse. “Move for me. Lift your hips.”
Ichigo nodded, picking his head up. Why was it he always turned into such a whimpering, weak fool when he was around Byakuya? He could do this, damn it! He'd show the captain that he could be a man, too! He lifted his hips until just the tip of his cock was inside of him and slammed back down violently. His ass felt like it was tearing in two but he'd prove that he could do it!
Blood trickled down the base of the older male's cock and Byakuya narrowed his eyes. “Ichigo, stop it. You're hurting yourself.”
The redhead ignored him and impaled himself harder on the imprisoned rod. He cried out, justifying the pain with his desire to prove himself. Tears coursed down his cheeks as he continued fucking it, clutching at the captain's waist desperately.
Byakuya sensed his inner turmoil and ignored the pleasure, kicking up one leg to unseat the shinigami, mid-thrust. “I said stop!” He instantly regretted his harsh tone when the reaper shot him a wounded look. The look quickly turned into anger and Ichigo stiffened, wiping his tear-stained face.
“If that's the way it is, then how about I leave you handcuffed here, huh? In fact, screw you. I think I will!” He rolled off the bed, wincing at the ache in his backside. The blood still flowing from his entrance made him sticky and he felt waves of nausea overcome him.
Before Byakuya could get a word in edge-wise, he ran from the room, leaving the door hanging partially open. The captain gaped after him.
Two minutes later…
Byakuya yanked helplessly at the cuffs but they refused to budge an inch. When he got out of these, his little, hot-tempered soul reaper was going to get the spanking of a lifetime. Well, right after he cleared up any misunderstandings.
Soft footsteps sounded from by the door and he looked up, expecting a petulant redhead. He nearly choked on a groan as a redhead did indeed step forward. Oh fuck.
Renji Abarai stepped forward, his eyes running disinterestedly over his captain's naked form. “Some trouble there, Taichou-san?” Renji smirked, his teeth glinting white in the dim light of the lamp.
Byakuya scoffed and glared at the vice-captain. “I have no idea what you are talking about. If you would be so kind as to leave my house, you know where the door is.”
The belligerent vice captain let out a loud bark of laughter. “Right. Here's the thing, captain. I feel like cuttin' ya a deal, seeing as you ain't as carefree as you say ya are.” He looked pointedly at the handcuffs.
Byakuya scowled and then sighed. “I'm listening.”
Renji smirked again. “Course ya re. Listen, give me a piece your lover's hot shinigami ass and yer free as a fucking bird. Comprende? If not, well… I know a few people who wouldn't mind seeing ya so… tied up, if you catch my drift.” He chuckled darkly.
Byakuya's face darkened and he nearly choked on a resounding “Fuck you!” He took a deep breath, ready to tear his fuku-taichou a new one when a small shuffling noise came from behind the door. Both men looked up to find a rather flushed teen reaper hovering cautiously near the doorframe.
“You know,” he began, his voice soft. “I wouldn't mind making this a one-time thing. I-I mean, just for, you know, variety.” His voice squeaked at the end.
Byakuya sweatdropped and Renji howled with laughter. “See? Even your little boy toy says it's just fine. How's about it, mon capitan?”
Ichigo kicked the doorframe. “Aww, fuck you! If anyone's got a boy toy, it's me. Let's get that straight.”
Renji managed to maintain a straight face as he nodded solemnly. With Ichigo's recently volatile temper, Byakuya was grateful for the stray dog's patronizing attitude. The gods only knew what would happen if the strawberry caught on.
“Okay, let me give you two lovebirds a minute to talk it over and I'll be right back. Let me know the verdict then, Judge Judy.” He shot that last retort to Byakuya. He winked and left the room, whistling a happy tune, reaching out to close the door behind him.
Ichigo walked over to the dresser drawer and slid out the keys. He picked them up and walked cautiously over to the bed, flinching at the dark glare in his man's eyes. He shakily unlocked the cuffs and backed away, wrapping his arms around his own waist, protectively.
The captain shrugged his shoulders and stretched, releasing the kinks from his neck. He tore off the ring from around his cock and tossed it unceremoniously onto the bed next to him. Sliding from the bed, he got to his feet and finally faced the shivering teen.
Ichigo avoided his eyes and instead focused on the man's still-straining erection. He flushed and dropped his gaze to the thick, brown carpet cushioning their feet.
“Don't do that!”
Ichigo looked up, startled. Byakuya was stalking forward and he retreated backwards a couple of steps. “Don't hide from me!”
He grabbed the reaper's thin shoulders and began walking backwards toward the bed, dragging Ichigo along. He sat down and tripped the teen, causing him to fall face-first into his lap. In the time that he was away, he had donned thin jogging pants and Byakuya ripped them off him, exposing his round cheeks.
The dark-haired man brought his hand down swiftly onto Ichigo's derriere. The slap rang out in the silent room like a gunshot. The reaper cried and struggled to escape, trying in vain to buck off the offending hand.
Byakuya brought his hand down again, only harder. So much for explaining misunderstandings first. The slap left a nice handprint of Ichigo's tight ass, causing him to jump.
“I told you to never run from me, yet you did. You left me and I never had a chance to explain myself. Do you enjoy causing me to worry about you?” He slapped the strawberry's ass twice this time and waited for an answer.
“N-no. I'm s-sorry,” sobbed Ichigo, squirming on the pissed-off captain's lap.
“You hurt yourself needlessly and refused to listen to reason.” He reigned down several more spankings onto his tender cheeks and admired the red they turned. He caressed the ripe cheeks, cupping each one into his hands. He separated them gingerly, perusing the slightly raw looking opening. He scowled and leaned over, running his tongue soothingly around the torn hole.
Ichigo hardened at the feeling of helplessness and wriggled some more on the man's lap, aroused beyond belief.
“Please. F-forgive me?” He wiggled his flaming ass temptingly against Byakuya's exploring tongue. “I was so naughty.”
Byakuya grinned at the tone of Ichigo's voice and removed his tongue. All was forgiven. He caressed the inviting bottom once before turning him over to gently kiss his forehead.
“Don't ever leave me like that again,” he whispered fiercely. Ichigo smiled and leaned into to kiss him.
“I won't.”
Byakuya pulled back from the kiss after several moments and gazed down deep into his lover's eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this… thing with Abarai?”
Ichigo blushed and nodded.
“So be it then,baby.”
As if awaiting that very answer, the door to the room flew open and in stepped Renji. “So, when do we get started?” He chuckled and licked his lips.
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“Oh yeah, suck my fucking junk, reaper. Show Uncle Renji what that hot little mouth of yers can do.”
Byakuya scowled from behind Ichigo, thrusting hard into him. The strawberry gurgled something close to a pleasured “Oh!”, his mouth full of Renji's engorged dick.
The vice captain sneered and bent over to take Ichigo's aching cock in his hand, giving it a languorous stroke. The strawberry mewled and buried his nose deeper into the tangled red curls around Renji's base.
Byakuya gripped both of Ichigo's thighs and began ramming himself into the eager hole.
Ichigo felt like he was going to pass out from being assaulted from both ends by two huge hot and horny men.
Renji's cock swelled even bigger and the shinigami gagged, tears forming behind his eyes. He eased up on the dick, settling for nibbling lightly on the head. He wrapped his hand around it, barely, and began sliding along the base with ease. Abarai threw his head back and let out a low groan of approval.
“Aww shit, red. You been reading Rukia's “How-To” manuals?”
Byakuya arched a questioning brow. He didn't even want to go there. The captain snaked his hands up Ichigo's stomach and latched onto his nipples. He rolled each tiny bud between thumb and forefinger, reveling in the delighted gasp the smaller redhead gave him. He pumped forcefully into the reaper's tight behind, the entrance milking him for all he was worth.
Ichigo screamed with pleasure and thrust his ass back eagerly. Renji, not wanting to be one-upped by his captain, tapped the strawberry's oozing cock head with one finger and smeared the precum all along his length. He fisted his dick and began pumping it furiously, timing his thrusts with Byakuya's. Ichigo sobbed and whimpered helplessly, suckling frantically at Renji's own arousal, as if to stifle the embarrassing noises of pleasure.
Abarai took his own cock with his free hand and rubbed the dripping slit against his lips. “Open up. You're about to get dinner.” He stroked his cock quickly and placed the bulbous head on Ichigo's tongue. It jerked and released its thick white cream, filling the teen's mouth. He swallowed and waited for the second load. It followed quickly and Ichigo closed his lips around the spewing head, determined to suck out every last drop.
Renji's hips jerked involuntarily and he groaned, his hand speeding up on the reaper's penis.
Byakuya slammed harder into Ichigo's prostate and he gurgles around the still slightly hard cock. The captain swiveled his hips and gave one final thrust before he emptied his hot cream into the hungry entrance.
Ichigo, unable to withstand so much pleasure any longer, came into Renji's hand. Renji grinned as Ichigo collapsed backwards into Byakuya's waiting arms, exhausted.
The soul reaper closed his eyes and nuzzled his lover's neck with his nose. “I love you, Byakuya. Thank you, Renji.”
Renji chuckled and began fastening his pants. “Yeah, no problem. That was great and all but it was only a one time deal. Don't go getting anymore urges for yours truly. I'd only break yer heart.” He roared with laughter.
Byakuya rolled his eyes and looked down. Soft snores emanated from the little reaper. “He's out. Thanks, I guess. You really made him happy.”
Abarai stopped tucking in his shirt to shoot him an uncharacteristically serious look. “Listen, Taichou-san. I know you say that but you probably have no idea how happy ya truly make him. You mean everything to him, man. You know that,right?”
The dark-haired man paused and finally nodded.” Yeah, I know.”
Ichigo smiled at something in his dream and rolled over to snuggle into the captain's bare chest.
“I aim to keep it that way… forever.”
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A.N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I stayed up late to write this in my notebook and ended up getting hand cramps. Mwa ha ha ha! So, who here is looking forward to a pregnant Ichigo? I know Iam! Please continue to read and review this story. I appreciate you all! Next up, M-preg! And another question for you lovely Bleach fans! What are your ideas for gender and names for the baby? Should there be twins? Or maybe a single baby? Suggestions, please! I aim to please! ^_-