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Estate Managed Love	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 4799 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Estate Managed Love
Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji
Pairings: Ciel/Sebastian/Ichigo
Chapter: 19
Word Count: 2719
Warnings: Sex
AN: We’re so close to the end! Just about six more chapters to go! Then we move to a shortish Avengers/Bleach crossover fic! I hope you enjoy. :D

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Flopping onto the couch the moment they got to the suite, Ichigo groaned softly before stretching his arms over his head, his kitten going to explore. Sebastian chuckled and sat down next to him, lifting Ichigo’s feet and tugged off his socks, tossing them to the bedroom to pick up later. “That was an interesting day,” the demon stated.

Ichigo just groaned as he stretched again before relaxing back, watching Sebastian. “I just want to forget about having to deal with political bullshit,” he said. “Luckily Unohana was willing to have me work as the liaison between the Seireitei and the Living World. They aren’t expecting me to go out on every single hollow hunt, but I still get to go out on the occasional patrol for it.”

“When does that start?” Ciel asked as he walked past. He and Sebastian hadn’t been in that meeting but were curious about the details. He started to strip out of his jacket, intent on getting into comfortable clothes. As he had told Ichigo, during his many years alive, he had learned that while portraying a proper facade around those he didn’t care about was fine. But when he was at home, he wanted to be comfortable in what he wore.

Ichigo’s groan followed him along with the new kitten. “After we get back from our vacation,” Ichigo said. He sighed as Sebastian pressed his thumb into the arch of his foot, massaging it. “I only have the two online classes this summer because they clashed with my core classes. Which means I’ll only have to deal with three classes this next year. And then after that, I start my in-person classes.”

“Only two years of in-person learning correct?” Sebastian asked. Ichigo nodded.

“The way that my degree worked out means that I have to have my solid learning base and that would be my core classes. The extra classes are just so I can keep those skills up to date or learn something new in some cases,” he said.

The sound of Ciel shooing the cat out of the closet came to them before he walked out of the bedroom, dressed in comfortable clothes. “How many days will you be working on things?” he asked.

“About three days of classes. Around five hours of class total per day so…” Ichigo trailed off, doing the math mentally. “About fifteen hours a week for the two classes. At least for the summer. The plan is for three classes at around thirty hours a week come next year.”

“Are you taking early morning classes again?” Ciel asked. Ichigo shook his head.

“Nope. Not during the fall semester. I’ll be doing two classes between six and ten and one around two, and then one around five. Somewhere around there. That means if it comes out right, I’ll be free between ten and two, and after six at the latest,” Ichigo said. “I figured out my fall schedule along with the class times for my summer class.” He sat up to lean on his hands. “During the summer, I’ll be doing the three days. Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. Starting at five-thirty England time. I’ll be free by nine, nine-thirty.”

“We’ll have the side office off of ours set up with a proper computer, a small refrigerator, and drinks for your morning classes,” Ciel said. Ichigo opened his mouth to protest but shut it when Sebastian poked at his foot with one finger. “Just say thank you.”

“Thank you, Ciel,” Ichigo drawled, tilting his head to accept the kiss from Ciel with a small smile. “Just means that I’ll be going to bed early on Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday nights. So, no planning on long days with us,” he warned them.

“Of course. We do tend to go out on the weekends anyways,” Ciel told him, sitting behind Ichigo and pulling him onto his lap. Ichigo just rolled his eyes and let him do as he wanted with a smile. He had gotten used to the other two men randomly tugging him into their arms, or on their laps. He had been warned by them that demons were naturally possessive lovers.

No matter how long or short term the relationship ended up being, if a person was in their bed for more than a couple of nights or in any kind of relationship with them, you were theirs. And Ciel and Sebastian were higher class demons.

He found that he liked it. “We’re heading back to the estate early tomorrow, right?” Ichigo asked.

“Yes.” Ciel tugged on a bit of his hair.

“Cool. I hung out with my sisters, saw my dad, fixed things with Seireitei, and saw the Vizards. I’m really wanting to go home and relax for the next week before we leave for England.”

Ciel smiled and tugged on Ichigo’s hair some more, one hand sliding up a lean thigh, ignoring the jeans that Ichigo had worn that morning on the way to Urahara’s shop. Ichigo smirked and pulled him down into a kiss, wanting to taste his lover again. Not being able to kiss either male beyond a peck for most of the day had made him pout yand grumpy. Thus, he was going to indulge.

He moaned when one long fingered hand worked his jean button open before the zipper was pulled down. Sebastian watched the two as Ichigo wiggled slightly, reaching out to pull the jeans down and off, dropping them to the ground. He smirked as Ichigo’s boxer-shorts soon joined them, his hands smoothing up long legs.

“It still amazes me that you shave, little one,” Sebastian purred, loving the smoothness of pale skin under his hands, Ichigo sighing into Ciel’s mouth.

Ciel chuckled as he pulled away, licking his lips as his own hands pulled Ichigo’s shirt up and tossed it to join with the pants and boxer-shorts. “But we do like that. It means that your lovely skin is so soft and ready to just be touched. To maybe leave the occasional bruise marring it,” he mused, stroking his fingers over the handprints on his hips.

“At least they don’t hurt,” Ichigo said, laughing breathlessly as Sebastian curled his fingers over the marks, his hands perfectly fitting them.

“I have such a lovely idea.” Sebastian smirked at his lovers. Ichigo eyed him with curiosity and wariness, blinking a few times.

“And just what is that idea?” Ciel asked as he reached down to push his own sweatpants down to free himself. He didn’t try to get rid of them since he didn’t want to let go of Ichigo to remove them.

Sebastian smirked at him. “I say that we have Ichigo while he is completely bare. As we stayin clothes ourselves,” he suggested. Ichigo’s eyes went wide at the words, pupils blowing wide at the thought. He mentally grumbled at finding all sorts of buttons that he had never known before but didn’t stop the two demons from doing what they wanted.

“Would you like that? To be fucked by us, taking turns with you, without removing a stitch of our clothes?” Ciel purred into one ear. Ichigo shivered and nodded. “You know the rules. We need a verbal yes or no, love.”

“Yes,” Ichigo got out as Sebastian shrugged out of the vest that he had worn for the day. He didn’t want it to get in the way.

Sebastian smirked and shared a look with Ciel, the man moving around so that he was fully behind Ichigo, propping him up while leaning against the couch arm. The older demon slid up between long legs, his thigh nudging against his groin, teasing Ichigo’s prick with the feeling of fabric brushing against him. Groaning, the redhead rocked into the feeling, Sebastian pulling slightly away from him, keeping the teasing up even as he leant down and kissed him.

Ichigo moaned, reaching up to bury his hands into soft black hair, tugging it and trying to get Sebastian closer to him. Ciel purred, his hands reaching around to Ichigo’s chest and brushing over his nipples before they slid lower to tease over his hard cock. Ichigo’s groan was lost to the kiss.

Ciel removed one hand from the teasing that he had been doing, reaching down into the cushion to find the bottle of lube that he and Sebastian had left there early that morning after their morning quickie. Finding it, he pulled it free and popped the top, slicking his fingers. Sebastian, hearing the sound of the top opening, reached down and coaxed one long leg to bend up towards Ichigo’s chest, resting over his shoulder, opening Ichigo up for Ciel.

Smirking at his lover, nodding, he nosed into the soft neck of their third, Ciel reached down and rubbed the slick lube over the ring of muscles. He teased the muscles, pressing and rubbing, relaxing their lover. He was still so new to the world of sex, no matter how much they had played and teased him with their fingers and mouths before their first official night that he felt the need to be gentle. Ichigo showed his appreciation of his care with a soft mewl as Sebastian pulled away, tucking his face into the opposite side of his neck.

The two demons nibbled at their chosen piece of skin as Ciel worked the first finger past the ring of muscles. Ichigo sighed and rocked with the slow in and out that Ciel set, his head shifted as the two men laid marks down on his neck. His hands clung to cloth, tugging very slightly as his body heated with the pleasure. A hitching moan escaped him as a second finger slipped into him, the burn of it adding to his lust as he rocked his hips down as much as he could.

Sebastian chuckled lowly as he pulled his face away from the mark that he had been nibbling into the skin, licking his lips and taking in the flush of red that had spread from high cheeks over his nose and down his neck. “Delightful,” he cooed as he stroked his hand up the leg that was resting over his shoulder. Ciel groaned, his own cock pressed between Ichigo’s back and his stomach, being rubbed with each wiggle and shift of their lover.

Ciel lifted his own head, admiring the dark spot that was forming on Ichigo’s neck. “He’s almost ready,” he breathed out as he worked a third finger into Ichigo’s body. “Do you want to go first?” he asked. The question made Ichigo shiver in anticipation as he gazed up at Sebastian with need filled eyes.

“I think that I would like that,” Sebastian replied. He shifted the leg down and let Ichigo fully relax into his hold, the younger male moving so his leg was bent, still spread open for Ciel and Sebastian both. Purring in appreciation of the view before him, Sebastian pulled away just enough to get at his own pants, undoing the button and pulling his zipper down. Pushing his pants far enough to get them out of the way so he couldn’t accidentally hurt one of them, he pulled himself free.

Ciel smirked, spreading his fingers one last time before removing them and reaching out to curl his hand over the freed length, giving it a stroke. Despite their positioning, Ichigo didn’t complain about being shifted around while the younger demon coated his lover with what lube he still had on his fingers. Sebastian groaned and rocked into the hand on his cock as he found the bottle, adding a bit more lube to the stroking hand, smearing some down over what Ciel wasn’t able to get in their position.

Watching with avid eyes, Ichigo groaned as the hands moved from Sebastian’s cock to a part of his body, holding him in just the right way for the red-eyed demon to push in with a slow, slick slide. Groaning, Ichigo’s eyes fluttered shut as he was filled, gasping softly when his lover was flush against him, feeling the slickness of Ciel’s pre-cum against his back.

“So perfect, taking him so gently,” Ciel groaned, brushing his lips against one of Ichigo’s ears as Sebastian very gently rocked, coaxing his lover to fully relax. “That’s it. Are you enjoying this?” he asked. He took the bottle of lube from Sebastian again, watching as Sebastian moved back, adding more lube to the cock before trailing a bit up over Ichigo’s hard cock, leaving shiny trails on his skin.

Ichigo groaned, twitching at the smooth slide back into his body, trying to press into it. “Yes,” he gasped when Sebastian rolled his hips, buried firmly in his body. Ciel hummed, closing and dropping the lube before he wrapped his fingers around the hard prick of their lover, stroking in time with Sebastian’s thrust. Each time the demon pulled out, Ciel slid his hand down to the root with a firm slide. When he pushed forward, Ciel would slide his hand up, adding a twist each time that Sebastian rolled his hips.

They had worked hard to memorize just what would drive Ichigo wild and worked to drown him in pleasure. The pace slowly built up, drawing louder and louder sounds from Ichigo as he was carefully taken apart by his lovers. With skin slick with sweat and dribbles of pre-cum, Ichigo twitched at one particularly hard thrust into his body, the hard length within him stroking over his sweet-spot and come over Ciel’s hand and his own stomach with a cry.

Sebastian groaned, pushing in as far as he could while Ichigo’s inner muscles twitched and squeezed him tight as a vice and so very hot in his climax. Groaning and letting himself go, he came, adding to the slickness within Ichigo as Ciel rubbed up against Ichigo’s back, hissing as he came, stickiness adding to the mess between them.

Mewling and going limp between his lovers, Ichigo floated in his after-orgasm daze, eyes closed as he turned to press his face into Ciel’s neck. His arms fell limply where they wanted to, and Sebastian finally noticed that their third had torn at their clothes with his nails.

“My, my. I believe that we will have to do this again,” Sebastian chuckled as he carefully pulled free of Ichigo’s body. Ichigo hummed and barely twitched as he did so, in too much pleasure to feel much more than an echo of any discomfort. “I do believe that he destroyed our shirts.”

Ciel snorted, sounding languid as he looked down at his nightshirt, shaking his head. “Indeed,” he drawled. He allowed Sebastian to pick him up and stood before taking Ichigo into his own arms. “Bath? Then food and bed?” he asked. Ichigo made a soft sound before he blinked up at the two men.

“Food during our bath. Then I want Ciel in me next,” he stated, voice raw. The two demons chuckled and agreed with his want. Sebastian cleaned himself up with a few tissues enough to pull his pants back up, leaving them mostly unzipped and unbuttoned while Ichigo and Ciel headed for the shower. He snickered when he heard Ichigo complain about having to learn how to do yoga and pilates to become bendier than he was.

Shaking his head, he ordered food and was pleased that it arrived thirty minutes later, as promised just as Ichigo had slipped into the hot bath after teasing Ciel in the shower. Ciel walked out, wearing a barely-there robe to grab water bottles from the ensuite kitchen. The poor man who was delivering the food gaped at the fact that Ciel wore next to nothing as he walked back to an obvious male in the bathroom.

Sebastian merely smiled at him, tipped him nearly thirty percent of the bill and gently pushed the poor guy out of the door before he closed it. He was glad that the hotel had foreign workers and could tip them, always feeling odd even for a demon when he didn’t tip.

He shook his head as he listened to the man walk off, probably still stunned stupid. He knew that his lovers were good looking, beautiful in their grace and deadliness. But truly, there had been no reason to stand there gaping like a fish.
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