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Title: He’s an Idiot 2
Part: 7
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Urahara/Ichigo
Word count: 2,631
AN: Ah...we come to the smut. *hands out fans*
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Wrapping his arms around Urahara's neck, pulling him close as he moaned, rubbing against the strong body, the younger man shuddered and nipped at the tongue that was driving him into a twitching mass of need. Urahara growled and reached down to hitch up the long legs that happily wrapped around his waist, pressing close to the long body and rolling his hips into Ichigo’s. Their hard pricks came together, rubbing and pressing together as soft sounds of pleasure escaped the younger of them.
Ichigo pulled away from the kiss to pant softly as he drew his hands down over broad shoulders, feeling the well defined muscles shift and twitch under his touch, making him feel smug before he gasped at a nip to his neck.
“Naughty, boy,” Urahara growled into one ear as Ichigo mewled, tossing his head back against the wall and rocked his hips. “Making me want you just so much just by touching me. How is it that you make my blood heat so very much so very fast?” he asked, brushing his lips over the adorably curved ears. He had always loved the ever so slight point that Ichigo’s ear ended in and he had always wanted to taste and nip at it.
He did so, drawing a breathless moan from Ichigo.
“Ah, such lovely sounds,” Urahara moaned as he pulled back enough to take in the pleasure flushed face. Ichigo’s lips were full and red from his kisses; his eyes were half lidded and so dark that they were nearly black, pupils blown. “What should I do to you first?” he mused, eyes running over the slim body.
He enjoyed the twitch of the lean muscles that were covered by softly colored skin, the limbs long and lanky but still so very strong. Urahara purred as he noticed Ichigo’s cock, loving the way it was just right for the rest of him, hard and twitching, curving to his stomach as it jerked every so often. It beaded under his gaze, the pre-cum being washed away quickly under the spray. The blond had to love the fact that Jyuushiro had laid so many marks down on Ichigo’s body, knowing that soon he would add his own.
The sight of hand shaped bruises on Ichigo’s hips told Urahara just how Ichigo had been taken and wanted to take him in the same way. But for the moment, he would be happy to make love with Ichigo’s back pressed up against the wall and adding his own set of bruises.
“You were well taken by Jyuu-chan, I see,” Urahara purred, looking up as Ichigo whined, large hands stroking over the bruises on his hips.
“Yes… Want you now though,” Ichigo whimpered, rubbing against his larger lover, feeling the other's cock brush between his cheeks and over his entrance that twitched in interest at the feeling of such a large prick. He was feeling decidedly empty and ached to be filled.
Urahara chuckled and nibbled at Ichigo’s neck as his cock pressed against the other's entrance ever so slightly, getting a low moan from him. “So needy for me,” he purred into one ear, teasing the tip of his lover’s ear. “Need to get you ready for me though. I’m sure that Jyuu-chan had to prepare you every time you two came together.”
“Well…not every time,” Ichigo admitted with a blush, shivering as he felt Urahara reach for a bottle in his bag. The label stated that it was water soluble lube, making his entrance twitch in interest at where things were going. “Are you going to open me up for you? Are you going to tease me?” he breathed into one of Urahara's ears.
Urahara growled and rocked his hips hard against Ichigo’s, making him gasp and drop his head back as his eyes squeezed shut, twitching in pleasure. “I will do that and oh so much more. But first, I want to see if Jyuushiro’s raving of your mouth is true. Will you get down on your knees before me, little guardian?” he asked, his eyes dark as Ichigo bit his bottom lip and looked excited about going down on the other man.
“Oh, very happily,” Ichigo moaned, brushing their lips together with a smirk on his lips as his hand ran down Urahara's chest, sliding between them to tease the base of his cock, getting a rumbling growl from the other. “Let me taste, let me tease?” he begged lowly. He had learned during his time with Jyuushiro that he loved taking a cock into his mouth, loved the weight and size on his tongue, slipping down his throat as he swallowed and licked and tasted.
He had taken every chance to practice and thought he had gotten pretty good while he had been in Soul Society. Or so a breathless, amazed Jyuushiro had said often before making him scream and beg soon after.
Urahara's chuckle drew him out of his thoughts, making him blush as he was set down on his feet, a large hand tugging at his hair, the bottle of lube placed onto a shelf. “Go down on me, my little guardian, and blow my mind,” he purred, eyes glinting. Ichigo shivered as he slipped to the floor, scowling at the fact that it was so hard before blinking as he was handed a shower towel by the other man.
“Thank you,” he husked, getting a loving smile from the other.
“You’re welcome. We don’t want your knees to hurt after all,” Urahara purred, getting a blush from him once more. Once the thick towel was under his knees, Ichigo finally took a good look at the cock that would soon be in him, stretching him wide and driving him into insanity if his blond lover had anything to say about it.
It was longer and slightly thicker then Jyuushiro’s own, making Ichigo understand just why their silver haired lover had used such large toys on him at random times.
They were to help his body take in the length before him, making him send a prayer of thanks winging to the man even as his tongue slid out and lapped at the tip, tasting water, musk and just the slightest bit of precum.
Moaning softly in delight, he grasped the base of the other's cock and tilted it up towards Urahara's stomach, using the chance to tease the length with his tongue, getting soft pants from his lover. He moaned at the way the prick felt like steel covered with soft velvet, knowing that it would be amazing the moment he took it into his mouth. Working his way to the tip, he took the head into his mouth and gave it a suck, mewling happily at the taste as one hand came to rest on Uraharas hip and the other stroked what he wasn’t able to fit into his mouth.
“Fuck, Ichigo,” Urahara groaned, reaching down to tangle his fingers into short hair as his hips thrust a tiny bit, the hand on his hip squeezing in warning. “Please, baby, take more in,” he whined as dark brown eyes rolled to look up at him and Ichigo gave a hard suck to his head before sliding down as far as he was able to without some preparation for more.
Urahara yelped as Ichigo hollowed his cheeks and pulled back as he tried to suck his brains out of his dick.
Ichigo had to feel smug at the fact that he was making the great and powerful genius Urahara lose his mind with every swipe of his tongue, every suck and pull as he worked the other over with his mouth. He knew that very few people had ever been able to see the other man just come apart and want to just shove his cock down the person’s throat.
Jyuushiro had been right about another thing: Urahara loved a cock sucking mouth, especially when that mouth worked to bring him pleasure and enjoyed doing it.
Pouting when he was pulled off of the prick, he squeaked as he was hauled up into strong arms and pressed against the wall as Urahara growled, his eyes dark and lusty as he rocked his hips. “You are a very bad boy, teasing me like that,” he growled, getting a full blown blush from his younger lover. Nipping at Ichigo’s bottom lip, he smirked at the needy sound that came from Ichigo.
“Urahara…fuck me,” he moaned, eyes half lidded as he wrapped his arms and legs tightly around the bigger man. Ichigo rolled his hips into Urahara's, drawing him closer as his body heated from not only the water that fell around them, but also the pleasure that he was once more drowning in.
Urahara once more growled and initiated a deep kiss, their tongues sliding and touching as one of his hands reached for the bottle of lube, opening the top with rushing fingers. Once he had the top open, he slicked his fingers, keeping the kiss going, feeling Ichigo writhe and cling to him as he whimpered into the kiss. Once he had his fingers slicked, he reached down behind his younger lover and slid his fingers over the hole that he could feel winking at him, teasing him, begging him to fill it.
They both moaned as his finger slipped into the grasping body, prompting Ichigo to press down into the finger as his nails dug into the broad back of his lover. Urahara pulled away from the kiss with a growl, he worked the finger in and out of the willing body, watching Ichigo drop his head back and gasp and moan as he rocked and moved in time with the finger.
A second finger worked its way into the relaxing body, feeling the muscles relax around them and twitch ever so slightly. “That’s it, Ichigo, just let me in,” Urahara purred as he moved the two fingers in and out of his lover's body, feeling him rock. He smirked and crooked his fingers, listening to the other male scream in pleasure as he stroked over the bundle of nerves that was his sweetspot.
“Fuck,” Ichigo groaned, eyes squeezed shut and head tossed back as he continued to twitch under the assault of the fingers in him. “Give me another…please,” he moaned, getting his eyes to open a crack to stare at Urahara, noting that the man was watching him with dark eyes that promised the inability to walk. “Urahara…”
“Kisuke, Ichigo, call me Kisuke,” Urahara chuckled as he slid a third finger in. The scream of his name sent fire through his veins, his cock twitching with precum leaking at the tip. “Perfect,” he breathed as his fingers started to spread open. Ichigo mewled lowly and rocked his hips hard, biting his bottom lip as he let his eyes fall shut once more.
“Kisuke, I need you in me. Now,” he panted, just barely begging for more as he shuddered hard as the fingers slammed into his relaxed and opened body.
“Are you sure? I’m just slightly longer and bigger than our dear Jyuu-chan,” Urahara asked as he worked the fingers in and out of the others body a few more times as Ichigo nodded his head frantically.
“Yes, I want you now. Ukitake has been helping me in that regards, and you probably know it,” Ichigo moaned, shuddering hard under the touches. Urahara chuckled and nodded as he pulled his fingers out of the grasping body.
“Yes, I do know that,” he hummed, pressing a kiss to Ichigo’s shoulder as he pulled his fingers out and put the smaller male onto his feet. “I don’t want to hurt your back with the wall, so we’re going to do it this way,” Urahara stated, turning Ichigo around and pressing against his back, his cock rubbing against the sweet ass that was before him, finding that they were at the perfect height in relation to each other for what he was going to do.
Reaching down and making sure that his length was slick, the shower head not quite hitting them with water, Urahara pressed the tip against the grasping, fluttering hole and slipped into the sweet body before him, moaning quietly at the heat that gripped him, welcomed him. Dropping his head to lay between Ichigo’s shoulders blades as his young lover pressed part of his chest against the wall and pressed his hips back, Urahara moaned lowly. Gripping lean hips, he forced himself to wait for the other to adjust before moving.
When he got a hip twitch, he growled happily and started to move, to fuck in and out of his lover with long, fast thrusts into a welcoming body, getting sounds of pleasure that fueled his own. Ichigo could feel the burn and sting of Urahara's cock sliding into places that only a toy had touched and not that far in the past, but it only made him beg for more as his cock jumped with each solid swipe over his sweet spot.
He scratched at the wall, unable to decide if he wanted to fuck back into the driving cock or fuck forward into the hand that had slid around to curl around his own length and started to stroke in time with Urahara's length. “Kisuke, yes… More,” he pleaded, shuddering hard as the hand around his squeezed before continuing to stroke him.
The pace of the thrusts into his body started to come faster, making him shudder and nearly scream at the sheer power of them. He knew that he was going to be bruised and sitting oddly but he wanted nothing more then to continue feeling it, continue being taken, claimed. He felt loved by the man that was holding him close, brushing his mouth over his back and placing kisses and licks that were contradictory to the powerful thrusting that he was feeling.
“KISUKE!” Ichigo screamed, his back arching as he shuddered hard and bit his bottom lip. His eyes rolled back and he came, his cum splattering against the wall and slicking his lovers hand as he tightened around the still driving length.
Urahara growled and slid in and out of the twitching, squeezing, body a couple more times before stopping and growling as he shuddered hard, falling over the edge of climax. “Ichigo,” he growled, brushing his lips over the others neck with a smile, eyes closed as his length started to soften, still buried deep in the limp body.
Opening his eyes, he chuckled at the sight of Ichigo using the wall to keep himself propped up, cheeks flushed and still panting. Urahara slowly pulled out, getting an unhappy sound at the sting and the fact that his lover was left open, and grabbed the wash cloth that Ichigo had been using to wash up. Using it, he made sure that the younger man was cleaned as much as he could be considering he was still limp and being held up by Urahara.
Once that was done, the shop keeper turned off the water, wrapped Ichigo in a huge towel that had been custom made just for the young shinigami and headed into the bedroom. Ichigo opened his eyes finally, smiling up at his lover as he let Urahara dry him and then toss the towel aside.
“What are you going to do to me now?” Ichigo purred as he stretched his body out on the bed in a very feline manner. He was confident in his sexuality and knew that Urahara wanted him just as much as he wanted the older man.
On top of that, he still had three days to relax and enjoy being with his lover. He was going to put it to good use.
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