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Wedding Night Mishap	By : picabone99 Category: Bleach > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4778 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Wedding Night Mishap
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-5a
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-7a
- 10-8
- 11-9
- 12-10
- 13-11
- 14-12
- 15-13
- 16-13a
- 17-14
- 18-15
- 19-16
- 20-17
- 21-17a
- 22-epilogue
- 23-1st bonus
- 24-promised bonus
- 15
- 16
- 17
'Yo, King! Wakey, wakey! Time ta get up!' Shiro huffed and ran a hand through his hair as his attempts to wake up Ichigo still weren't successful. Suddenly a frightening grin spread across his face as he came up with a new idea. Clearing his throat, Shiro changed the pitch of his voice, hoping it was enough to fool the unconscience Beta.
"GOOD MORNING MY PRECIOUS, BEAUTIFUL SON! IT'S TIME FOR A FATHER-SON BONDING DAY!"
Ichigo shot up from his prone position on the surface of one of his sideways skyscapers and hollered out, "No way in hell, Goat-face! I'm not about..to..." Ichigo trailed off as he looked around. "What the fuck, Shiro? What am I doing here and why did you wake me up like that?"
Shiro, who had collapsed to the surface of the building and was rolling around laughing, finally pulled himself together after several moments and moved over to be next to his other half. Still chortling a bit, Shiro leaned into Ichigo and wrapped an arm over the orangette's shoulder.
'I tried everythin' tha' I could think of ta get ya up, Ichi. Nothin' else worked. An' as fer why yer here, ain't got no idea. Love tha get up yer in though.'
Ichigo looked down at himself and felt his eyes open wide in shock and his face heat up in embaressment. He was dressed, if it could be called that, in something that looked more appropriate for someone serving in a harem. He was completely bare except for a filmy, white, floor-length, full skirt, just this side of see-through, that was apparently being held up by a fortune in jewels and precious metal of some kind that was masquerading as a belt hanging off of his hips. Feeling something around his neck as he looked down at himself, Ichigo then raised his hands up to see what it was.
'A collar? What the fuck?'
Ichigo's thoughts on the collar he was wearing were derailed when he saw something sparkling on his arm. Turning his head, he was greeted to the sight of a be-jeweled armband wrapped firmly in place on his upper arm. Ichigo, feeling the first stirrings of anger begin to form, closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, trying to ensure that his anger didn't get out of hand and cause any damage. He knew, thanks to several informative discussions with Shiro and Zangetsu, that his emotions were intimately tied to his inner world. If he was depressed, it rained here, if he was content, it was blue skies all the way, if he was happy, there were rainbows, and if he was angry, he had been told that there were terrible lightening storms.
Shiro just held onto Ichigo and let him calm himself down. Once Ichigo felt he was calm enough, he re-opened his eyes and turned in Shiro's hold until he was face to face with his paler, usually more insane twin.
"I have no idea about the clothes. I was wearing my Shihakusho last time I looked at myself," Ichigo took a better look at his twin and couldn't stop the growl that erupted when he saw that Shiro was still dressed the same. "Absolutely unfair that you haven't been forced into whatever it is that I'm wearing."
Shiro flashed a grin at his King, before responding, 'I don't have such an adorable bump yet, unlike ya.'
Shiro laughed at the scowl Ichigo graced him with.
'I'm being serious here. Sort of. Tradition was fer Alphas ta show off their handiwork once it started ta show. It hasn't been done fer a while though, since Soul Society's been such a dick ta Hollows an' all. If it makes ya feel better, I'll be wearing something similar once I start ta show. Zangetsu's nothing if not traditional,' Shiro shrugged. Sometimes it really was awesome to not be the personality that was the most dominant in their body, it meant that he, along with Zangetsu, had access to all the knowledge that was locked inside their soul.
Ichigo nodded his head in thanks for the information, then got a look of puzzlement on his face. Shiro, seeing this and about to open his mouth, was stopped by Ichigo's fingers being placed gently on his lips. Taking another look at Ichigo, Shiro decided to let his King work out whatever was going through his mind and nodded his head at the request to be quiet.
Stepping back, Shiro was surprised to feel arms wrap around him. He knew it could only be his mate and leaned back into the embrace. Zangetsu was normally rare about initiating contact but as the pregnancy progressed, Shiro found that he craved the contact and they had had an extremely loud discussion about it one day. The result was a lot of angry sex and the fact that Zangetsu now indudgled in more body contact with his Beta.
After a few moments of being quietly held, Shiro was drawn out of his thoughts by Ichigo.
"I don't remember Starrk or Byakuya giving me these clothes. In fact the last thing I remember is standing outside the King's Suite in Los Noches. What the hell happened?"
Shiro just looked on as Ichigo began pacing and gesturing, with occasional bursts of swearing and arm waving: he was to distracted by his mate at the moment to be bothered about paying too much attention to Ichigo. The second Zangetsu had wrapped his arms around him, Shiro was overwhelmed with the scent of his Alpha. Ichigo's ramblings and pacing were not enough to distract him for more than a moment or two. Turning in the arms that were encircling him until he was facing his mate, Shiro pressed himself against the taller male as hard as he could. Angling his head, Shiro fastened his lips against Zangetsu's pale neck and gently began to apply suction, breaking it from time to time so he could bring his teeth into play, letting them gently scrape against the suprisingly soft skin as he bit down, before soothing away the slight pain with his lips again.
Zangetsu did his best to ignore what Shiro was doing and tried instead to focus on Ichigo, but his resolve weakened when Shiro moved until he was straddling one of Zangetsu's legs and began to slowly grind his rather obvious erection into the leg. When Shiro let a hand trail leisurely down Zangetsu's chest until it found, and gently cupped, his half-hard length, he couldn't stop himself from bucking foward into the inviting warmth of his Beta's hand, groaning lightly at the pleasant friction that occured.
Giving a grin of triumph, Shiro kept fondling Zangetsu with one hand and used the other to begin removing the clothing from his mate. Once he undid the ties holding up Zangetsu's bottoms, Shiro quickly pulled them down with both hands, allowing him to get into a kneeling position. Looking up, Shrio was pleased to note that he had Zan's undivided attention finally and quickly snapped his head foward, engulfing the tip of the other's erection in his mouth.
Zangetsu let out a loud moan and buried his hands into Shiro's thick, white hair at the first sensation of wet, heat suckling on the head of his erection. Unable to tear his eyes off of what his devious Beta was doing to him, Zangetsu lost all track of what else might be occuring around him and focused only on watching Shiro's lips slowly moving down the length of his erection as the Hollow sucked hard. Zangetsu's hands tightened when Shiro, who had finally taken in the entire length and buried his nose into Zangetsu's dark curls, swallowed and then hummed around his mouthful, before beginning a fast-paced head bobbing action.
Shiro was fantastically pleased with himself when Zangetsu began to buck into his mouth, trying to keep time with his frantic pace. Pausing when his nose hit the dark curls that smelled so strongly of the other, Shiro swallowed and hummed again. Feeling the erection begin to thicken, Shiro pulled off with a slurping noise and brought a hand up to clasp Zan's erection tightly around the base, forestalling his release.
'Nuh-uh,' Shiro said mockingly, shaking a finger at Zangetsu. 'Naughty, naughty. Ya don't get ta finish like this. I wanna do more.'
Zangetsu growled down at his Beta. Grabbing Shiro by the shoulders, Zangetsu pulled him upright again and fastened his lips tightly to the other's pale ones. Letting his tongue slip out from his mouth to run over Shiro's lips, Zangetsu felt himself grow angry when the other refused to open his mouth. Sucking Shiro's bottom lip into his mouth, Zangetsu bit down, causing the other to gasp. Zangetsu quickly took advantage of this and thrust his tongue into the hot cavern of the other's mouth, tasting himself faintly as he swept his tongue around. Wrapping his arms around the smaller male in front of him, Zangetsu let his hands trail downwards until he was able to get a firm grip on Shiro's backside. Shiro moaned into his mouth when he snapped his hips foward and rubbed his bare erection against the cloth covered one of his mate. Not liking the fact that Shiro was still covered, Zangetsu released his hold on the other and instead turned his attention to the ties holding the other's clothing on.
Shiro groaned in dissapointment when Zangetsu released him and brought his own hands into play. Placing them on the narrow hips first, Shiro slowly slid his hands around until his fingers were gently gliding over and tracing the well-defined abs of his mate. Hearing a growl when he tried to move his hands lower, Shiro instead moved his exploring fingers up until they had found the rock hard chest. As Shiro let his hands explore, they came across two little nubs. Without thinking about it, Shiro's fingers began to twist and pull on them. So caught up in the kiss and his wandering fingers, Shiro never noticed when his pants dropped to the ground and his top was pulled down to his elbows. Only when he felt his hot skin come into contact with the cool surface of the skyscraper, did Shiro realize that his pants were off, his top open and hanging off of him, and that Zangetsu had laid them down. Shiro pulled back from the kiss in shock at the temperature difference.
Grabbing ahold of Shiro, Zangetsu quickly flipped him over and manoevered him so his knees were under him, raising his backside high into the air, and his chest was touching the cool glass under them. Zangetsu didn't let this stop him from tasting his mate though, instead he focused on the alabaster skin of Shiro's back and sucked and bit a trail down his spine until his was graced with the sight of Shiro's quivering entrance. Unable to hold back on his need to taste all that his mate had to offer, Zangetsu sucked and nibbled at the puckered skin in front of him, before plunging his tongue as deep as he could into the tight heat of his Beta. He raised a hand up and around to Shiro's mouth. Thrusting his fingers inside, Zangetsu didn't have to wait long at all until Shiro was sucking and coating the didgits in a thick coat of saliva. Once he felt they were sufficiently covered, Zangetsu pulled them from the other's mouth.
Shiro moaned when his mouth emptied and pushed back lightly on the sinful muscle mapping out his depths, groaning in dissapointment when it was also pulled from him. Shiro's dissapointment was extremely short lived however when Zangetsu pushed a saliva coated finger into him through the tongue loosened ring of muscle that guarded his entrance. Shiro began pushing back in earnest when one finger quickly became two, which were scissoring and twisting in such an amazing manner in him. When a third finger was introduced, Shiro was in a haze of pleasure and couldn't stop a scream that erupted from him when one of those long, amazing fingers brushed up against his prostate.
Zangetsu couldn't hold back any longer when he heard Shiro's scream, and, instead of adding the fourth finger to prepare his Beta for his girth, just pulled the three fingers he was using, out. Ignoring the whine of displeasure from Shiro, Zangetsu moved until he was in position over the other. He placed his hands on Shiro's shoulders to ensure that he would stay in position and his rock-hard, dripping erection was at the twitching entrance. Snapping his hips foward, Zangetsu was buried to the hilt with very little effort. Only giving a moment for Shiro to adjust to his size, Zangetsu then began a furious pace of thrusting into the smaller male, changing his angle until he got the results he was looking for.
Shiro couldn't stop the moans and mewls of pleasure erupting from him everytime Zan snapped his hips foward. He began to scream his enjoyment however, when, after a few thrusts, Zangetsu found his prostate.
When he heard the yells from his mate, Zangetsu smiled evilly and made sure to thrust as hard as he could into that spot, abusing the prostate of his mate to the best of his ability. He could tell that he wasn't going to last very long and, judging by the way Shiro's tight heat was beginning to contract around him, Shiro wasn't going to last either, so he picked up the pace.
Shiro didn't think Zangetsu could move any faster, so therefor, it was a shock when the tempo picked up. Shiro tried to hold off the orgasm he could feel overtaking him but, as Zangetsu's length almost unerringly pummled Shiro's prostate at the even faster speed, he could hold back no longer. White static over took his vision as he shot his release all over the surface beneath him, his channel tightening hard around his mate's erection.
Zangetsu quickly followed his mate's orgasim with one of his own: the tight, hot channel milking his length for all he could offer as his seed spilled forth. When the aftershocks finally ceased, Zangetsu carefully rolled over to the side. Not yet ready to remove his length from the heat of his Beta, Zangetsu pulled Shiro with him. As they laid back to front, covered in sweat, they were completely unaware of anything other than each other and their rapid heartbeats.
Suddenly hearing a heartfelt groan, they both whipped their heads around. Seeing his flame-haired twin Shiro couldn't stop the evil smirk that appeared on his lips when he noticed the prominent, out-thrust material near the top of Ichigo's skirt.
"I hate you both so much right now," Ichigo growled out with his face buried in his hands.

Just because they are now getting along, doesn't mean that Shiro isn't still evil. He's just evil in more creative ways.
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