The Plan | By : katami Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3428 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author's Notes: Okay, what can I say? The smut fairy struck while I was in the shower. Rather than give me something useful, like smut for Shadow, she gave me this. Drat her fairy little hide! Not that I blame her, this was hot in my head.
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He had figured out early on that you couldn't out-think Urahara. The man was easily one of the smartest people on the planet, maybe in history. He couldn't be out-thought unless they wanted to go to Soul Society and find someone like Isaac Newton. And asking him to devise a way for them to get Urahara Kisuke into bed seemed a bit impractical. No, Urahara couldn't be out-thought...but he could be caught unaware.
And that was the key to their entire Plan. Catch the blonde unaware, keep him from thinking, and take that brilliant mind out of the equation. What good was a god-like intellect if it couldn't be used?
Ishida Uyruu smiled around the cock in his mouth; so far his and Kurosaki's Plan was working out perfectly. Urahara's brain seemed to be out for the count.
He and the substitute Shinigami had been together only a few weeks, brought together mostly by their mutual interest in a certain blonde shopkeeper.
They had each caught the other watching him.
Kurosaki had been the one to call him on their mutual object of attraction, and after a rather long, bloody, and ultimately pretty fruitless battle in which they had resolved nothing, they had talked. And like the two horny teenagers they were, they had fucked. It was from there The Plan had been born. They had both figured out rather easily that they liked Urahara, and once their competitiveness had a non-violent outlet, they had figured out that they rather liked each other. The trick was to get Urahara to like the both of them.
Hence The Plan.
It had taken five weeks for Kurosaki to learn how to perform the kidou they needed to make sure Urahara didn't send them through a wall. That would have put a serious damper on The Plan. And he had spent another week perfecting how to deep throat someone. It was amazing the things one could learn with a little reading and some practice.
That was when they had struck.
They had been waiting in the blonde's bedroom, reiatsu carefully suppressed. A quick Bakudou 75: Gochuu Tekan caught Urahara in the doorway. Kurosaki had moved first, sliding up behind the blonde when he came in, taking his hat off and wrapping his arms around the other man from behind, pressing a hard, lean body against Urahara's back. He had come gracefully to his feet a second later, his appearance rendering the blonde speechless to Ichigo's attack for a crucial second. It was this surprise their entire Plan hinged on. One of them alone the blonde could have eluded and talked around, but the two of them, working in concert...that was something even the great Urahara Kisuke couldn't stand against.
He had cupped the blonde's face with his hands and begun kissing him as Ichigo carefully began to undress him. He had kissed the blonde with every bit of skill he possessed, slow ,deep kisses intended to steal every thought from the blonde's head. When Urahara had moaned and kissed him back, Uryuu had realized what a novice he was. The blonde had nibbled his bottom lip before slipping his tongue into the Quincy's mouth, tasting him. His tongue had caressed and teased, drawing soft sounds of pleasure from the brunette before Urahara had broken the kiss.
"Ishida...Kurosaki," the blonde had panted breathlessly. "You...you shouldn't...shouldn't...ah, be here!" Uryuu'd had to smile, Ichigo had been sucking on his neck and twisting his nipples by then, more than distraction enough for him to begin working on the tie to blonde's pants.
"But we are here," he had purred at the blonde as his pants slid away.
"You wouldn't want us to leave, would you?" taunted Ichigo, pausing in his attack on the blonde's neck to flash a smirk at Uryuu. He had returned the redhead's smirk and dropped to his knees, earning a squeak from Urahara.
"Ishida-kun, this really isn't..." had been all the other man had been able to get out before he began licking the head of his cock. Urahara had gasped, a sound that had been cut short by Ichigo claiming his lips in a hot, hungry kiss, as he began sucking on the blonde's tip.
Which brought them to where they were right now, thought Ishida with a pleased hum, a muffled scream coming from Urahara.
"He's insanely good at that," Ichigo whispered to the blonde, slicking a finger from the bottle of oil Uyruu passed him and gently teasing the blonde's entrance.
"We shouldn't be doing this," moaned Urahara. His hands fisted in Uryuu's hair and soft sounds of pleasure slipping from him with every breath.
"Why not?" asked Ichigo, gently pushing his finger inside and garnering a groan from the blonde. "Uyruu wants it, don't you, Uyruu?"
The Quincy dragged his lips from around Urahara's cock to smile up at the two men above him. "Absolutely," he purred before taking the blonde's cock back into his mouth and swallowing him until his lips touched blonde curls.
A broken wail came from above him along with a gentle rolling of hips. "I want it," whispered Ichigo, as he pressed hard on blonde's sweet spot again before adding a second finger.
"You want it, don't you, Kisuke?" he breathed into the blonde's ear, waiting until Uryuu swallow his cock again before pressing on his sweet spot. He smiled at the choked sound of pleasure drawn from the blonde, sliding his fingers in and out of him to the rhythm Uyruu used to suck him. It took only a few minutes for Urahara's hips to catch their movements and match them. And only a few minutes later the blonde was coming in Uryuu's mouth, his scream muffled by Ichigo's tongue.
Ishida slid to his feet, leaning over Kisuke's shoulder and kissing Ichigo passionately, opening his mouth and letting the redhead taste Urahara's release. "Let's get him to bed," murmured the Quincy, helping Ichigo to move the slack body in their arms to the waiting futon. They took turns kissing him and each other.
"I'm going to hell," moaned the blonde, earning matching grins from the two teens.
"Nah, hell never felt this good," retorted Ichigo, gently pulling the blonde to his hands and knees, caressing his back and ass while Uryuu slipped in front of him and began kissing him again. The redhead coated his hand with more oil before stroking his aching cock
"Ichigo's going to fuck you while you suck me off. That sound good, Kisuke?" purred Uryuu in that smug velvety voice of his, rubbing the tip of his arousal against the blonde's lips, smearing them with pre-come.
Kisuke groaned and Ichigo smiled, that voice was enough to melt anyone's brain. He slid into the blonde in one, long stroke, groaning at the tight heat gripping him and the sight of Uryuu's cock disappearing into that soft, warm mouth. "So good," moaned the Quincy, blue eyes narrowed to slits but locking with Ichigo's. He moaned and ground himself against Kisuke before sliding out and then sliding back in, his thrusts pulling the blonde off Uryuu and pushing him onto Ichigo, making all three of them moan.
It took only a few thrustsfor them to settle into an easy rhythm, he and Uryuu biting their lips to stay quiet while Kisuke groaned and whimpered between them. Eventually they sped up, their movement growing shorter and jerkier as the pleasure began to claim them. Uryuu came first, clutching the blonde's silky hair and spilling down his throat. Kisuke swallowed with a whimper and came a second later without a touch to his cock, Ichigo biting his lip as the blonde's ass gripped him tight. He pressed in, fast and hard, coming with a groan before flopping onto the bed.
Kisuke slid down with a soft moan and Uyruu joined them with a happy sigh. Kisuke groaned and burned his face in his pillow as the two teenage demons high-fived over his back.
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