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Sing Me a Lullabye	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 7184 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Sing Me a Lullabye

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)

Chapter: 16

Chapter title: Vizard Mating Rituals

Characters: Shuuhei, Kensei

Word Count: 1,601

AN: *proceeds to post this* Sorry about being so late. I was moving some furniture around Monday and therefore the computer wasn’t hooked back up until amazingly late at night. >> Sorry. *hugs* But here! Have some smut.
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Stepping into the house after he had separated from Renji, Kensei grunted and ran his fingers through his hair, pulling his zanpakuto free from his obi and placing it onto a rack just inside of the door. Locking it behind him, he tilted his head back and sniffed, rumbling in pleasure at the scent of food being prepared. It seemed that Shuuhei had taken over the nights cooking even though it was supposed to be Kensei’s turn cooking.
It had taken them three months and a dozen fights before they had found their comfortable zone. When they were working, they were Taicho and Fukutaicho, expect for when the need for the other was too much and they found themselves in the small side room to their office. When they were at home though they were equals, lover’s and mate’s, Kensei the protector without being overbearing after the one and only time Shuuhei had well and truly lost his temper and kicked his lover around on the sparring field.
Walking into the kitchen, Kensei hummed and wrapped his arms around his lean lover, pulling him back as his nose pressed against Shuuhei’s pulse point, taking in their mingled scents. “Why are ya cookin’? It’s my turn ain’t it?” he asked, seeing a small smile twitch at soft lips.
“Because I want to give you a send off that you’ll remember,” Shuuhei stated, smirking slightly as he leant into the solid body, enjoying the warmth that came from the Vizard. “Go sit down at the table and think happy thoughts because I have an idea I want to try with you,” he admitted, blushing lightly at what he was going to try. He had talked with Kira a couple of days ago over some sake to make the conversation go easier.
Kira has suggested that the next time they had to part ways that the night before, Shuuhei should make an easy to eat dinner the night before, strip down out of his clothes and take his mate into his body before feeding him. Kira had said he had done it to Shinji as an experiment, and admitted that was why he had called off for a few days three months ago. Apparently, it showed their inner hollows that they were submissive to them and smoothed over the bond that formed between Vizard and mate.
Shuuhei had just waited for the right moment but he was still nervous. Kensei hummed and his eyes sparkled as he pressed a kiss to his bite mark before nipping it. Shuuhei moaned and went slightly limp against his mate, eyes closed as his head tipped back against his mate’s shoulder. The Vizard smirked and cupped the slim hips, rubbing his awakening erection against his lover’s ass, humming at the sweet scent of his arousal.
“Table, Kensei, please,” Shuuhei breathed, mint eyes opening to gaze up at him, biting his bottom lip. Kensei chuckled and pressed another kiss to the mark, making sure that his mate could stand and moving towards the kitchen. Finding the place setting for one, along with a bottle of what looked like lube waiting for them, he leered at the thought of his little mate doing what Shinji’s mate had done for him.
Taking a deep breath in the kitchen, flushing lightly as he listened to his lover sit down in the nest that he had made to make it easier to do this, Shuuhei bit his bottom lip and made sure that the dinner he had prepared was ready. Picking up the large tray that held the food, he walked out into dining room, hips twitching back and forth as he flushed even more as he found his mate playing with the bottle of lube.
“Something you are planning on doing?” Kensei purred, his eyes glaring as he watched his mate put the tray of food down.
“Yes,” Shuuhei replied, starting to undress, folding his clothes as they came off and placing them on a pillow to the side. Kensei settled back and idly ran his fingers over his hard length that was still trapped in his hakama, watching as his lover’s lightly muscled body was bared to him.
“Come here, lover,” Kensei hummed, crooking his finger at Shuuhei and watching as the beautiful male walked over to him and slid to straddle his lap. “What are you planning on doing?” he asked, hand curling over the slim hip, stroking where hip met leg, Shuuhei reaching between them and tugging on his obi belt, getting it off.
“I plan on doing what Kira did for Hirako-taicho,” Shuuhei admitted with a shy smile, tugging Kensei’s hakama down enough to be able to pull off his mate’s fundoshi with the man’s help. “All you need to do is enjoy what I’m doing and enjoy the dinner that I have made for you,” he continued. Picking up the bottle of slick, he shook it up to heat it up a bit before pouring a bit over the hard length that he was going to sink down on in just seconds.
Looking up through his lashes, he shifted forward and placed the length against his already stretched entrance, having come home right away to prepare for the night, the fukutaichos having gotten out earlier than the taichos. Sinking down with a low moan, he shivered as broad hands clamped down onto his hips as he felt Kensei’s hips meet his own. Taking a moment to gather their bearings, Shuuhei reached out and grabbed the first bowl of dinner and the chopsticks. Scooping up some of the rice, he offered it to Kensei, watching as full lips wrapped around the end of the chopsticks and pulled back, shivering at some of the memories that the sight pulled up.
Licking his lips, he offered another bite, Kensei giving him a look and making Shuuhei eat that bite, starting a back and forth with first the rice, then the fish. By the time they were on the onigiri, Shuuhei was finding it hard to hold still, his hips rocking very slowly and making him pant and mewl, his length rubbing against the hard abs of his mate. When they finally got to the strawberry laden brownie, Kensei was licking Shuuhei’s fingers clean, hips barely twitching upwards to press against the nerves that got him squeezed by tight muscles.
“Fuck, baby, you’re killing me here,” Kensei groaned, squeezing his mate’s hips tightly as they rolled once more, squeezing him again.
“Am I?” Shuuhei panted out starting to slowly drag himself up over the length before dropping back down with a moan, head tossed back at the fact that he had been connected with the other for so long without moving. The friction and burn of moving made him shiver, letting Kensei control how fast they were both going and loving the slow loving that he was getting. He trailed a hand over Kensei’s chest, biting his lips for a moment before moaning as his hand found his own length and curled around it.
Looking up through his lashes, he smiled, and as he moved, he stroked in time with them, putting on a show for the man who held his heart and soul. As his hand stroked upwards, his thumb rolled around the tip. When his hand went down, three of his fingers slid down to tease his balls, coming back up with the upstrokes. Kensei watched the long fingered hand stroke over the sweetly curving cock as his hips jerked upwards into his mate’s body, growling lowly.
“Kensei...lover...close,” Shuuhei whined, his eyes falling shut as he started to move faster over the older male, hand stroking in time with his movements. Kensei growled and snapped his hips hard up into the hips that were coming down, drawing a cry of pleasure as their movements went from gentle and loving to something a bit more frenzied and need filled. They wanted to find that peak and fall over it together, connecting in a way that was perfect and wonderful and lovely.
Kensei snarled and pulled Shuuhei forward, sinking his teeth into the mark he made so long ago and remade often, slamming upwards and spilling into his mate, adding his scent to his marking. The scream of pleasure, slickness over his stomach and clenching of muscles around him forced his climax to draw out, body twitching as he growled and held Shuuhei close to his body. Feeling his mate go limp, Kensei pulled his teeth free of the other neck and lapped at the mark.
Using one hand, he gently healed the wound enough so that it would stay perfectly scarred and checked on his lover, finding him passed out. Smirking, he stood, still buried in the other’s body and long legs wrapped around his waist to hold him there, and walked to their bedroom. He had found that anytime he remarked his mate, Shuuhei would pass out, only to wake up wanting more a few minutes later.
The next morning as Kensei left for the gate to the Living World, Shuuhei was sending a jingokucho to their third seat to tell him that he was going to be a little late and to make sure that his most comfortable pillow was waiting for him. The little butterfly flitted off as he groaned and sank deeper into the tub full of hot water, intending to soak enough to be able to move to the office and do his work.
“He’s insatiable,” he moaned, sinking further down before blushing and smiling happily to himself. “But it was so very worth it.”
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