Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Ice and Straberries ❯ Burning ice ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: aniay 
Ichigo is learning some interesting things
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.25.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Ichigo is learning some interesting things
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.25.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach nor any of this characyters and I'm not getting any money from writing it.
Warnings: YAOI, so it means sexual relationship between menBeta-ed by one and only Aya-cat *bows*
In a few seconds they appeared in Ichigo's house. Just like always the redhead avoided Isshin's attack. Hitting him straight in the face, the boy announced that his friend was going to stay for the night, then snatched two plates full of pancakes and stormed into his room along with Toushiro.
The pancakes were left on the table, door locked and the smaller boy pinned to the wall by a well built body. This time Ichigo kissed fiercely, passionately, Hitsugaya responding in the same way, tongues battling for domination, tasting each other. Ichigo put his hands in white hair, crushing their mouths together even more. Toushiro couldn’t resist, he tugged the shirt from Ichigo’s jeans and slid his hand over the lean body, tracing the rippling muscles. The orange-haired boy mewled and leaned into skilled hands that left his skin tingling. Said hands slid lower, below the waistband under the material of Ichigo's boxers, groping his ass and pulling him closer to the smaller body writhing under him. Kurosaki felt his erection rubbing the other one and gasped, feeling hot from this easy action shot through his body and then comprehension hit him. He jumped away from Toshirou, both panting heavily. Almost instantly a heavy blush colored his cheeks, his face brighter than his hair. Hitsugaya gazed at him with hazed eyes, and then he blinked.
"Don't tell me..." His face became impassive. "Of course you are." He looked Ichigo straight in the eye. "You're virgin right?"
"Even if I am, so what?" Ichigo stirred. "I just... you know, I'm new to all this...sort of thing."
"Is it too fast for you?" Hitsugaya had his usual scowl plastered on his face again.
"It's not... It's just..." Ichigo protested but the white-haired boy didn’t let him finish.
"Yes it is, what was I thinking - hmm maybe I wasn’t... Ichigo apparently it's too fast so we should - mmmmm…"
Ichigo once again kissed Toshirou, violently muffling whatever the white-haired boy had to say. "Shut up, it’s NOT too fast." He accented 'not' by rubbing their erections together. The petit captain gasped. "I just have to get used to this idea." He hesitantly slid his jeans down, stepping out of them. "And..." He looked into green eyes. "I was hoping you'd teach me something Shiro-chan." He slid down the other boy's pants, both staying with t-shirts and boxers on. Toshirou took calloused, unsure hands in his and put them on his buttocks.
"Just do what you feel is right..." He stood on tiptoe and kissed the taller boy. Ichigo felt heat pooling in his abdomen again when their erections touched so he pulled Hitsu closer, squeezing his asscheeks, eliciting erotic mewling from him. Kurosaki kissed him passionately. Toshirou's hand slipped into black boxers, lightly touching the delicate skin of Ichigo's bottom then tickling the sensitive hips to stop, ghosting just millimeters away from the straining erection. Ichigo groaned, wriggling his hips and the little taichou smirked and encircled the pulsing member with his lean fingers. He slid his hand up and down, drawing all kinds of excited noises from the boy that was still squeezing his bottom. Ichigo threw his head back breathing heavily, he felt a familiar tightening in his balls.
"Toshi... I... " He shivered with incoming orgasm.
"Let yourself go Strawberry..." With throaty groan Ichigo came and shot covering Toushiro's hand and shirt with semen, then collapsed onto his knees, exhausted. Still feeling the aftereffects of his recent orgasm he fell on his bed and looked at his lover.
"What about you?" For the first time Ichigo since he had met the white-haired shinigami, he saw him smile. And it was a sight that he could die for, green eyes sparkling with joy.
"Enjoy the show." Hitsugaya climbed on the bed and kneeled beside his lover giving him good look at his body. He slipped out of his boxers, took off his shirt, leaving himself completely naked. Shiro took his erection in hand and flicked his thumb over the slit smearing a drop of precum over head of his cock. Ichigo, hypnotized, watched the lean hand sliding up and down over the hard member, thumb caressing the sensitive underside then another hand rose to pinch pink nipples, Toshirou mewling sexily from his ministrations. His green gaze locked with Ichigo’s brown one when the white-haired captain took a finger that recently was fondling his nipple to his mouth and sucked on it. Ichigo almost groaned at the erotic action. The long digit glistening with saliva found its way to Shiro's ass, the captain closing his eyes, pleasure on his face when he entered his hole. Ichigo was sure that he would definitely not find anything so erotic on any paid channel. Hitsugaya started to speed up the tempo, both hands moving in unison. The groans escaping pink lips were enough to make Ichigo's mouth go dry, but with the erotic show he was watching, his member was already standing to attention again. Toshirou yelped rather loudly and threw his head back in pleasure, his hands already moving in the rhythm that could lead only to fulfillment. After a few more fast strokes he moaned shooting white liquid into his hand and spilling it over the bedcovers. Then he slouched, exhausted, onto the bed beside Ichigo, purring contentedly. He closed his eyes and then with only one impossibly green eye he peered on his lover awakened erection. Ichigo thought that he definitely preferred this Toshirou to the usual scowling one. A connection between sexual frustration and his mood formed in his mind. "You want me to take care of it?" Dashing smile played on thin pink lips.
"Mmm why not." Ichigo was not going to waste any occasion, especially an occasion with sparkling green eyes, ridiculously soft hair, sinfully skilled hands and a hell of a lot of experience. Toshirou pushed his lover onto the bed and crawled over him, then he bent and with his nose in curly orange hair he breathed in the musky scent. Ichigo fidgeted feeling breath ghosting so close to his pulsing cock. Then a pink tongue darted out of Shiro's mouth and he groaned on feeling it licking his slit, then he saw the same tongue lick along the pulsing vein under his cock. Toshirou encircled the head of his erection and then Ichigo was lost with feeling as a hot velvety mouth took him in. He moaned and tried to buck his hips but was held with amazingly strong, small hands. The white-haired boy’s head bobbed up and down, tongue stroking Ichigo's length, playing with the head, teasing the slit. When the skilled mouth took him in again Ichigo felt another stimulation from a single finger caressing his hole, just outside, teasing his senses. The rhythm suddenly grew faster and Ichigo felt another orgasm build up in his groin, then the finger slid deeply inside him, the double stimulation sending him over the edge. He orgasmed, filling that sinful mouth with his seed, Toshirou swallowing everything eagerly.
"Mmm, you're incredible Tou-chan," Ichigo murmured, inhaling the scent of his lover.
"Mmm, I am." Post coital bliss wrapping them like a warm blanket, Ichigo suddenly laughed. "What?"
"I just thought about an explanation for my father for why I have such dirty sheets after my boyfriend spent the night in my room, and with all the noises just now." Surprisingly, Toshirou blushed. "Gods you still blush after that naughty, naughty show earlier?"
"Shut up."
"No way in hell, you're so cute when you’re blushing."
"I'm by any means CUTE!" Apparently Toshirou was his old self again
"Oh yes you so ARE."
Shiro pounced on Ichigo and was caught in a tight embrace. Both boys laughed till tears started pooled in their eyes and after they calmed down, they settled down to fall asleep. "Oyasumi, Ice Angel."
"Oyasumi, Strawberry."
The dreams they had were filled with happiness and peace.
TBC
Warnings: YAOI, so it means sexual relationship between menBeta-ed by one and only Aya-cat *bows*
In a few seconds they appeared in Ichigo's house. Just like always the redhead avoided Isshin's attack. Hitting him straight in the face, the boy announced that his friend was going to stay for the night, then snatched two plates full of pancakes and stormed into his room along with Toushiro.
The pancakes were left on the table, door locked and the smaller boy pinned to the wall by a well built body. This time Ichigo kissed fiercely, passionately, Hitsugaya responding in the same way, tongues battling for domination, tasting each other. Ichigo put his hands in white hair, crushing their mouths together even more. Toushiro couldn’t resist, he tugged the shirt from Ichigo’s jeans and slid his hand over the lean body, tracing the rippling muscles. The orange-haired boy mewled and leaned into skilled hands that left his skin tingling. Said hands slid lower, below the waistband under the material of Ichigo's boxers, groping his ass and pulling him closer to the smaller body writhing under him. Kurosaki felt his erection rubbing the other one and gasped, feeling hot from this easy action shot through his body and then comprehension hit him. He jumped away from Toshirou, both panting heavily. Almost instantly a heavy blush colored his cheeks, his face brighter than his hair. Hitsugaya gazed at him with hazed eyes, and then he blinked.
"Don't tell me..." His face became impassive. "Of course you are." He looked Ichigo straight in the eye. "You're virgin right?"
"Even if I am, so what?" Ichigo stirred. "I just... you know, I'm new to all this...sort of thing."
"Is it too fast for you?" Hitsugaya had his usual scowl plastered on his face again.
"It's not... It's just..." Ichigo protested but the white-haired boy didn’t let him finish.
"Yes it is, what was I thinking - hmm maybe I wasn’t... Ichigo apparently it's too fast so we should - mmmmm…"
Ichigo once again kissed Toshirou, violently muffling whatever the white-haired boy had to say. "Shut up, it’s NOT too fast." He accented 'not' by rubbing their erections together. The petit captain gasped. "I just have to get used to this idea." He hesitantly slid his jeans down, stepping out of them. "And..." He looked into green eyes. "I was hoping you'd teach me something Shiro-chan." He slid down the other boy's pants, both staying with t-shirts and boxers on. Toshirou took calloused, unsure hands in his and put them on his buttocks.
"Just do what you feel is right..." He stood on tiptoe and kissed the taller boy. Ichigo felt heat pooling in his abdomen again when their erections touched so he pulled Hitsu closer, squeezing his asscheeks, eliciting erotic mewling from him. Kurosaki kissed him passionately. Toshirou's hand slipped into black boxers, lightly touching the delicate skin of Ichigo's bottom then tickling the sensitive hips to stop, ghosting just millimeters away from the straining erection. Ichigo groaned, wriggling his hips and the little taichou smirked and encircled the pulsing member with his lean fingers. He slid his hand up and down, drawing all kinds of excited noises from the boy that was still squeezing his bottom. Ichigo threw his head back breathing heavily, he felt a familiar tightening in his balls.
"Toshi... I... " He shivered with incoming orgasm.
"Let yourself go Strawberry..." With throaty groan Ichigo came and shot covering Toushiro's hand and shirt with semen, then collapsed onto his knees, exhausted. Still feeling the aftereffects of his recent orgasm he fell on his bed and looked at his lover.
"What about you?" For the first time Ichigo since he had met the white-haired shinigami, he saw him smile. And it was a sight that he could die for, green eyes sparkling with joy.
"Enjoy the show." Hitsugaya climbed on the bed and kneeled beside his lover giving him good look at his body. He slipped out of his boxers, took off his shirt, leaving himself completely naked. Shiro took his erection in hand and flicked his thumb over the slit smearing a drop of precum over head of his cock. Ichigo, hypnotized, watched the lean hand sliding up and down over the hard member, thumb caressing the sensitive underside then another hand rose to pinch pink nipples, Toshirou mewling sexily from his ministrations. His green gaze locked with Ichigo’s brown one when the white-haired captain took a finger that recently was fondling his nipple to his mouth and sucked on it. Ichigo almost groaned at the erotic action. The long digit glistening with saliva found its way to Shiro's ass, the captain closing his eyes, pleasure on his face when he entered his hole. Ichigo was sure that he would definitely not find anything so erotic on any paid channel. Hitsugaya started to speed up the tempo, both hands moving in unison. The groans escaping pink lips were enough to make Ichigo's mouth go dry, but with the erotic show he was watching, his member was already standing to attention again. Toshirou yelped rather loudly and threw his head back in pleasure, his hands already moving in the rhythm that could lead only to fulfillment. After a few more fast strokes he moaned shooting white liquid into his hand and spilling it over the bedcovers. Then he slouched, exhausted, onto the bed beside Ichigo, purring contentedly. He closed his eyes and then with only one impossibly green eye he peered on his lover awakened erection. Ichigo thought that he definitely preferred this Toshirou to the usual scowling one. A connection between sexual frustration and his mood formed in his mind. "You want me to take care of it?" Dashing smile played on thin pink lips.
"Mmm why not." Ichigo was not going to waste any occasion, especially an occasion with sparkling green eyes, ridiculously soft hair, sinfully skilled hands and a hell of a lot of experience. Toshirou pushed his lover onto the bed and crawled over him, then he bent and with his nose in curly orange hair he breathed in the musky scent. Ichigo fidgeted feeling breath ghosting so close to his pulsing cock. Then a pink tongue darted out of Shiro's mouth and he groaned on feeling it licking his slit, then he saw the same tongue lick along the pulsing vein under his cock. Toshirou encircled the head of his erection and then Ichigo was lost with feeling as a hot velvety mouth took him in. He moaned and tried to buck his hips but was held with amazingly strong, small hands. The white-haired boy’s head bobbed up and down, tongue stroking Ichigo's length, playing with the head, teasing the slit. When the skilled mouth took him in again Ichigo felt another stimulation from a single finger caressing his hole, just outside, teasing his senses. The rhythm suddenly grew faster and Ichigo felt another orgasm build up in his groin, then the finger slid deeply inside him, the double stimulation sending him over the edge. He orgasmed, filling that sinful mouth with his seed, Toshirou swallowing everything eagerly.
"Mmm, you're incredible Tou-chan," Ichigo murmured, inhaling the scent of his lover.
"Mmm, I am." Post coital bliss wrapping them like a warm blanket, Ichigo suddenly laughed. "What?"
"I just thought about an explanation for my father for why I have such dirty sheets after my boyfriend spent the night in my room, and with all the noises just now." Surprisingly, Toshirou blushed. "Gods you still blush after that naughty, naughty show earlier?"
"Shut up."
"No way in hell, you're so cute when you’re blushing."
"I'm by any means CUTE!" Apparently Toshirou was his old self again
"Oh yes you so ARE."
Shiro pounced on Ichigo and was caught in a tight embrace. Both boys laughed till tears started pooled in their eyes and after they calmed down, they settled down to fall asleep. "Oyasumi, Ice Angel."
"Oyasumi, Strawberry."
The dreams they had were filled with happiness and peace.
TBC