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Title: Sweet Nothings

Fandom: Bleach

Characters: Sado/Ichigo

World: A Shifting World

Word count: 2,213

Warnings: Smut, lots of smut

For: NekoHaru

AN: She made a comment about Sado with Ichigo and it bunnied this so this is for her. I hope she enjoys! *loves*

I finally got around to rewriting and reposting this chapter! I hope that you guys enjoy this. I really do. Hugs and the such.
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Sitting back in his chair, Ichigo sighed as he rubbed at his arms with his hands, worried eyes watching the big body that was laid out on the bed before him. Biting at his thumb nail, the redhead continued to worry about his friend and sometimes lover as the man continued to recover and rest.
They hadn’t really expected one of the rebel shinigami to attack them while they had been walking from school, and had ended up hurt before being able to get to Urahara’s shop. They had quickly discovered that one of the zanpakuto’s that had gotten a lucky nick on Sado had been laced with poison on the blade. It had taken some quick work on Urahara’s part but he had been able to save the large male and now he was resting. Ichigo refused to leave his side, not wanting to leave until Sado woke up at least once.
He still feared that Sado would die on them, leaving him with his memories of big hands and a kind smile.
He was huffing at the fact that before this, they had been talking about getting together as two males, Ichigo wanting to feel what it felt like to be fucked by him as a male instead of a female. He had to admit that while he still wanted to gut Szayel, he had to thank the man for his new found ability to shift between genders seeing as it made him that much more comfortable in his own skin.
Sighing softly again, Ichigo looked up as Sado moved, his hand coming up to rub at his face, wiping at his eyes. Making a soft noise, Ichigo leant forward and placed his hand onto the larger man’s chest. “Stay still, you idiot. The antidote is still working on you,” Ichigo said, making him stay prone on the bed when it looked he would sit up.
“What happened?” he asked as he looked up at Ichigo, laying his hand over the smaller one on his chest, feeling heat curl through him. It had always happened when he was touched or touched by Ichigo and Ishida.
“One of the attackers had laced his zanpakuto blade with poison and nicked you with it. Luckily, Urahara was able to fix it,” Ichigo told him, a blush spreading over his cheeks. “I was worried that you wouldn’t make it for a while there,” he sighed, quietly, moving to sit on the bed next to the larger man. He hummed as a big hand came up to stroke over his cheek.
“I’m sorry I worried you,” Sado replied, feeling his body respond to how close Ichigo was sitting next to him. He always seemed to react in some way to Ichigo, but at the moment he had no control over the erection that came with the feeling, shifting to hide it. Ichigo’s breath caught though and told him that he had seen it. “I really didn’t mean to,” he said, watching as the other man stood up and moved to the door, locking it.
“You can make it up to me, if you’re feeling it,” Ichigo said as he walked back to the bed. Watching as dark eyes got darker, he straddled his friend’s hips, hands resting on the strong chest as Sado rested his hands on his waist, thumbs brushing up and under his shirt. “That is if you want me as my natural male form.”
Looking up at him, Sado rolled his hips up into Ichigo’s, rubbing his hard length against the other’s ass. “I want you right now. As you. In this body, Ichigo,” the large man growled. He tugged the other down into a deep kiss, feeling as Ichigo melted into him with a soft moan of pleasure. Lapping at vanilla lips, the larger male tasted the sweet mouth as he rolled Ichigo under him, settling between his legs and feeling them come to wrap around his waist. Pulling away, he smirked at the sight of flushed cheeks and full, lush lips that were wet and swollen from his kisses.
He could feel that Ichigo was already hard and throbbing as their pricks rubbed against the other. It was different to have a body made of strong muscles instead of soft curves that he was used to finding when he was with Ichigo sexually, but he found that he liked it. A lot.
Rolling his hips into Ichigo’s, he growled at the low moan that he got, his hands sliding up and under Ichigo’s shirt, tossing it to the side. Trailing dark eyes down over a flat chest, Sado hummed and leant down to capture a nipple between his teeth, tugging on it gently, pleased that Ichigo reacted just the same as he always did.
Worrying the nipple gently between his teeth and soothing the bite with sweeps of his tongue, Sado reached between them and worked his lover’s jeans open, pulling the zipper down after popping the button. Shivering at the low mewl as Ichigo’s cock sprang free, the large man let the nipple go and moved to the other one as he smoothed his hands up lean sides. Ichigo stroked his hands down the large man’s back, digging his fingers into strong muscles and over ribs.
“Ichigo,” Saod rumbled against Ichigo’s chest before laying open mouthed kisses down Ichigo’s chest and stomach, dipping his tongue into the dip of his belly button as he tugged the younger man’s pants down. Tossing the jeans to the side, he smiled as he felt smooth skin dotted with scars, his fingers dancing close to his friend’s prick, just teasing the both of them.
“You’re a damn tease, Sado,” Ichigo gasped as he arched up into his partner’s hands, moaning when they were held down. He could feel Sado’s smirk against his stomach as he curled his hands into dark, thick hair, tugging at it in retaliation. “Fuck, please,” he cried out, his toes curling in pleasure as a warm rush of breath flowed over the tip of his prick.
“Got lube?” Sado asked as he licked at the cock before him. He groaned at the taste that was so very familiar, but still different. He watched as Ichigo threw his arm out, laughing lowly as he fumbled for his bag that sat next to the bed and got it up onto it, digging around in it. Taking the bottle from the smaller man once he had found it, he set it to the side and lowered his mouth to take the cock into his mouth finally. The gasping moan that he got was music to his ears.
Sucking and licking over the length, working to pull out as many sounds as he could from his lover, Sado held the lean hips down as Ichigo writhed in pleasure under him, his long fingers once more tugging at his hair. He rather liked the fact that no matter what Ichigo was, he reacted just the same, soothing some of his fears.
Pulling off as Ichigo started leak over his tongue, giving him a proper taste of his lover, the larger man licked his lips as he smirked at the blissed out look on his lover’s face, the male sprawled on the bed. Picking up the bottle of lube again, Sado broke the seal and raised an eyebrow as he shook it.
“It’s not like I’ve needed lube in a while,” Ichigo moaned as he watched Sado. He blushed as his lover laughed and slicked his fingers with the slick substance, reaching down to tease his entrance with the broad fingers. Moaning and arching up into the touch, Ichigo grabbed onto Sado’s forearms, trying to ground himself through the pleasure that came with the work roughened finger that teased his hole.
Moaning and pressing back into the teasing fingers, Ichigo twitched and stroked his hands over Sado’s arms as the first one slipped easily into his body, the muscles relaxing under the familiar burn. He arched with a soft sigh, eyes falling shut as the calloused finger worked in and out of his body, moving with the finger. Sado smirked down at him and rocked the finger in and out at an easy pace, watching him writhe and rock with his movements.
He added another finger once he felt that the muscles had loosened enough around the first finger, groaning lowly as he worked them in and out of the tight muscles. He had to hold himself back from just flipping Ichigo onto his stomach and taking him, shuddering as he spread his fingers open. He was finding that he had been right about one thing and that was the fact that Ichigo would always arouse him, that he would always want the other man as long as he wanted him in return.
“Sado, please,” Ichigo whined, twitching and clawing at the sheets as a third finger was worked into his body, spreading out to make sure that he was fully stretched. “I need more. Now.”
“I’ll give you what you want, don’t worry,” Sado soothed, pulling his fingers out of the opened entrance. Standing up, the half Mexican worked his own pants off, tossing them to the side as Ichigo sat up onto his knees, bottle of lube in his hand. Watching as Ichigo poured some of the lube into his hand, he hissed in pleasure when he curled his hand around the base of his cock, stroking just right over him and covering him with the slick substance. Running a hand through very soft hair, the large man let his friend do whatever he wanted, enjoying the way the long fingers found all the right areas to tease him, making his hips twitch into the hand.
Growling when Ichigo let him go, Sado just watched with dark eyes as Ichigo laid back onto the bed, spreading his legs and letting one hand drift down to slide three of his own fingers into his body. His other hand stroked his hard length as he looked up at Sado with lust filled eyes.
“Will you fuck me now?” Ichigo asked, moaning as he teased himself with his fingers. Sado’s eyes flared with his lust as he reached down and tugged his fingers ree of his body. The large man moved so that he was kneeling on the bed between Ichigo’s legs, holding his cock and pressing the tip against the stretched entrance. Smirking down at his lover, he pressed inwards in one smooth stroke, stopping only when he had gone as far as he could, Ichigo keening and wrapping his legs around Sado’s waist.
He writhed as his body tried to decide if he should thrust back onto the cock that had slipped into him or move away from it, caught in nothing but pleasure.
Holding Ichigo’s hips between his hands, making sure that he couldn’t move too much, Sado waited until he moaned and relaxed under him before he started to move, thrusting in and out of him. He smirked as he built up a steady pace, watching as Ichigo dug his fingers into the bed under them and smirking when he yelped, clawing at the bed, pulling Sado further into his body.
Groaning as Ichigo tightened around him, Sado curled one hand around Ichigo’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusting. It didn’t take very long, knowing how best to bring pleasure to his lover even in this form, to get his reward, loving the gasping moan as white stickiness spread over the other’s stomach and hand. Thrusting into the twitching body once more, Sado gasped and shuddered, filling his partner with his cum, getting a soft moan as the other wiggled under him.
Laughing gently, Sado slowly pulled free of Ichigo’s body before he grabbed Ichigo’s shirt, using it to clean the both of them up. Ichigo just hummed and stretched his well used body, feeling rather content and smugly satisfied, making his friend laugh again as the shirt landed on the ground again. “It has been way too long since we’ve done that,” Ichigo sighed. He shifted when Sado laid down and tugged him into his body. Laying his head onto the strong chest, he made a happy sound as the thick fingers of Sado rubbed through his hair.
“Was the first time that we’ve done that in your usual gender,” Sado hummed. He felt Ichigo laugh softly against his chest.
“And it was just as good as when you take me when I’m a female,” Ichigo teased. He squawked when Sado reached down and groped at his ass with a leer.
“Indeed it was,” Sado chuckled. “I’m still debating between sending Szayel a thank you card for this new ability, or punching him in the face for actually daring to mess with you in such a way.”
“Do both. He deserves it,” Ichigo snorted, rubbing his leg against the other man’s groin, getting a growl from him. “You still have a lot to make up to me by the way,” he said, yelping as he was flipped onto his stomach and a mouth descended onto his skin to tease him into a moaning mess again.
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