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Like a Bullet	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9264 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Like a Bullet

Fandom: Bleach

Chapter: 19

Characters: Shinji, Ichigo

Word count: 2,173

AN: Ahhh, another chapter, and this one smuttysmutty. Enjoy you guys.
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Sighing, Ichigo flopped back in his seat, eyes staring at the pile of paper before him. He had started going over the inventory, trying to take his mind off of the perverted Bount that they had discovered peeking in on them just yesterday. Ichigo had taken to closing the under curtains, the gauzy fabric hiding what they did but still letting in plenty of light, which he was thankful for.
But still he was creeped out by the fact that they had been spied on while they had made out. And they didn’t know how long the spy bug had been watching him or how many times he had seen them having sex in their bed room. Much less any other time that he had gotten together with someone in the last two years. The red head was glad that any hook ups had been rare and far between.
“Work done?” Shinji asked, standing in the living room door, one leg crossed over the other, his shoulder resting against the sill. Ichigo snorted and shook his head, his boyfriend eyeing the loose locks.
“For now. I just ordered the fabric that Uryuu-kun asked for so he can create some new designs and to create fresh stock. I’ve also gone through applications for sewers because we have even more designs and I don’t want Uryuu-kun to end up swamped with the sewing,” Ichigo hummed, looking at his laptop. “I’ve paid my bills and put orders in for other stock. I’ve also put out feelers for new stock from small time designers, jewelry makers and other things, so I have to keep an eyeball on my e-mail for the next few days,” he continued as Shinji pushed off of the sill and walked over to sit down next to him.
“Anyone really promising?” he asked, wrapping an arm around his lover’s waist and drawing him close, getting a soft laugh from him.
“Yeah, a few. I’ve sent out official letters to the people about getting samples and stock if they’re up to our standards,” Ichigo hummed, smiling at Shinji as he relaxed into the bigger body. “What time is it?” he asked.
“About 3 or so,” Shinji replied, sliding a hand down over Ichigo’s hip, hand stroking over the curve that he found there. Ichigo laughed lowly and slid his fingers up Shinji’s bared arm. “How are ya feeling?” he questioned, pulling the Ichigo into his lap, making the younger male straddle his legs. Laughing again, he rested his hands on his boyfriends’ chest as he wiggled his jean clad hips to find a comfortable position.
“Better now that we know the Bounts won’t dare use that house any time soon,” Ichigo purred, eyes glowing as he slid his hands under the loose shirt that he was wearing. “What about you?”
“Pretty damn needy. While you were busy in here, I ran across some very naughty shows and couldn’t help but think about just how bendy you actually are,” Shinji replied, smirking at the brilliant blush that spread over Ichigo’s cheeks.
“Pervert,” Ichigo huffed, leaning forward to brush their lips together, hips rolling so their groins rocked together. Shinji groaned lowly and squeezed the waist that he had been teasing with his fingers before sealing their lips together, sliding his tongue over the bottom of Ichigo’s lips. Smirking he nipped at the plump lip, getting his lover to open his mouth, a sleek tongue coming out to swipe at Shinji’s lips.
“And you’re a tease,” Shinji growled, getting a husky chuckle from the other man.
“Yep, pretty much,” Ichigo teased, smile growing as one hand tangled in soft blond hair, tugging on it as he pressed close to Shinji. The older male growled before standing up, Ichigo still in his arms and clinging to him tightly as he walked up the stairs. “You’re not going to stop on me are you?” he asked, brushing their lips together, brown eyes darkening.
“Not planning on stopping any time soon. And should someone try to stop me, I’ll shoot ’em,” Shinji growled, kicking Ichigo’s bedroom door closed behind them. The room was flooded with late afternoon sun, adding just enough light for them to see what they were going to do. Ichigo smirked and tugged on blond hair again.
“Good,” he purred. Gasping when he was tossed onto the bed, he shoved his hair back, eyes glowing as he scrambled up onto his knees. Shinji smirked as he stripped off his shirt. Watching Ichigo work out of his own clothes, starting with his baggy shirt, he leant down enough over the kneeling male to seal their lips together, sliding his tongue into a sweet mouth. Ichigo sucked on his tongue with a pleasured hum.
“Strip,” Shinji husked, pulling up from the kiss enough to say the word. Ichigo brought his hands up and started to tug at the blonds belt buckle, getting it undone as they once more came together in a kiss. Sliding and playing their tongues together, Shinji managed to get out of his pants, both of them falling back onto the bed as they worked to get Ichigo’s pants off. Finally kicking his jeans down, Ichigo pulled Shinji close, the two moaning into the kiss as they broke it and pulled away.
“I wanna taste,” Ichigo panted, head tipping backwards as Shinji sucked on a bit of his head, gently working the piece of skin between his teeth. Flipping them over, he smirked down at his glowering lover, rocking their lengths together in a teasing move. “Let me tease, you vampire you,” he said, voice husky. Growling as he leant back against the pillows, Shinji watched as Ichigo trailed down his chest.
Trailing his hands over defined muscle, Ichigo followed after them, with his lips, finding new spots to tease, feeling Shinji’s dark eyes bore into his head as he nipped at a nipple that was hard. Smirking at the groan, he teased the nipple for a moment as his hands went lower, stroking his lovers groin and inner thighs. Leaving the nipple, he continued his trek lower, his tongue dipping into Shinji’s belly button, barely swiping the tip of the hard length tantalizing close to his mouth.
Shinji growled, grasping onto the sheets as Ichigo continued to tease him with barely there strokes of his tongue and brushes of his lips, dark brown eyes gazing up through thick lashes. The younger male hummed as he finally lapped at the head, Shinji’s hips twitching upwards in a bid to get more from his lover. Ichigo smirked up at him before lowering his head, the fall of red hair adding to the wet warmth that surrounded his length, inching down to drive him crazy.
Ichigo purred as he slid all the way down, sucking and licking as he slowly pulled back up, getting used to having something thick in his throat again. It had been a long while since he had gone down on another person, but the familiar scent of Shinji along with the well remembered weight on his tongue made him moan happy. Gaining confidence, he moved his tongue over the hardness that was working over.
Gasping, Shinji reached down and tugged Ichigo off of his dick, getting a whine as he pouted up at his lover.
“I was having fun” Ichigo huffed, licking his lips as Shinji stroked his thumb over his bottom lip.
“But I want to have fun to,” Shinji growled, smirking at the wide eyed look he was getting. “Come on, bring your hips up for me,” he said, Ichigo sitting up on his knees. Smiling, he moved so that he could place his knees on either side of Shinji’s head, letting his lover move him before leaning forward so that he was face to face with one happy length. Laving his tongue up the cock, he hummed and took it back into his mouth.
Shinji steadied his lover, hands on the lean hips, before taking Ichigo’s cock into his mouth, humming in appreciation when the move got a low moan and soft suck from the lush mouth around him. The two fell into a simple rhythm of sucking, licking and pleasuring each other, soft, slick sounds adding to the moans that were escaping them.
Reaching into the bedside table as he sucked on the head of Ichigo’s length, Shinji pulled out the bottle of lube, popping the top as he let go of Ichigo’s prick. The smaller male whine, not stopping his own sucking as the blond got him to curl his hips forward. Pulling the lean hips back a bit, Shinji ran his tongue over the ring of muscle he found there, feeling Ichigo’s shudder and moan around him.
Smirking, he worked his tongue into Ichigo’s body, feeling the muscle quiver and relax around the tip as he pulled off of Shinji’s length, crying out in surprise. Few of his exs had ever down what Shinji was doing with his tongue, the man using his tongue to open his body to get it to relax as he slicked his fingers. Ichigo clenched at his lovers’ thighs as he panted, barely twitching as a slick finger found its way into his body, stretching his entrance.
Taking his time, Shinji worked his finger in and out of his lovers’ body, opening him up as he brushed his lips against Ichigo’s thigh and the swell of his ass.
Moaning lowly, Ichigo nipped at Shinji’s hip before yelping as he pressed a second finger into his body, making him shudder as sensitive nerves were teased and loosened. Rocking back into the fingers, he bit his bottom lip as his lover worked his finger sin and out of his body, spreading them open, convincing the muscles to relax enough to accept a third finger. Groaning again, Ichigo pressed back into the fingers as they were slid in, pausing to allow Ichigo the time to get used to all three of them.
“Move would ya?” Ichigo moaned, one arm reaching back to grab the lube bottle, dragging it up. As Shinji chuckled and started to move his fingers again, he up ended the bottle, shuddering with the movements as his own hand smeared lube over Shinji’s length, swiping over the tip of it and getting a shudder as he jabbed his fingers hard at his sweet spot. Screaming at the sudden flood of pleasure, a sharp slick heat that rocked through his body, Ichigo rocked back again, his hand squeezing around Shinji’s length, making the other man growl.
“How do you want to be positioned?” Shinji asked, Ichigo sliding forward as his lover slipped his fingers out of his body. The red hear turned around, kneeling next to the other man, eyes shimmering with lust as he collected his hair, and swinging it to rest over his shoulder.

”I wan to see you as you take me,” he husked, laughing as Shinji moved, laying him back onto the bed before settling between his legs.
“You want a condom?” he asked, spotting the box that sat in the drawer, Ichigo snorting and shaking his head.
“You know that I only use them when I don’t know my partners sexual history, or their dating history. Since you were up front, and we’ve fucked before, I want you and you alone this time,” Ichigo purred, reaching between them and grasping Shinji’s length, giving it a slow, long stroke.
“Tease,” Shinji groaned as he reached down and grabbed Ichigo’s hand, drawing it away from his twitching cock. “Behave,” he said, laying the head down onto the bed before reaching down himself to position himself at the entrance. Ichigo smiled and purred, wiggling under his lover as he hitched one leg over Shinji’s shoulder
“I always behave,” Ichigo hummed before gasping and moving as Shinji pressed inwards, sliding completely in with one smooth move. Smirking down at the sprawled man, he slowly rolled his hips, listening to the groans and mewls that he got before pulling out halfway, rocking back inwards, feeling his smaller lover tighten as his body writhed with the pleasure that rolled through both of them. It wasn’t long before they found a long, hard pace between them, trading kisses and strokes of their hands.
Ichigo was the first to come, his back arching as he tightened his legs around Shinji’s waist, his body tightening around the driving length. Jerking, he groaned as Shinji’s hands tightened on his hips, more then likely leaving behind bruises. He growled and slammed into Ichigo once more, getting a hitching moan from his lover, and came, shuddering hard as he found his own peak.
The two collapsed onto the bed, both gasping as they tried to catch their breath, Ichigo sprawled out as Shinji rested against the headboard, feeling sated and smug as he trailed his eyes over the limp body next to him.
“So, wanna go again?” Shinji asked after a bit of time. Ichigo let out a breathless laugh as he pulled his lover down into another kiss.
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