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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: 22

Chapter title: Laying Our Claim

Characters: Ciel, Ichigo, Sebastian

Word Count: 2,859

AN: And we come to the first smut. *cackles* I hope you all enjoy it.
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Sighing as he stepped into his bedroom, Ichigo smiled sheepishly at Ciel and Sebastian as they closed the door behind them. “Was my acting okay?” he asked, reaching up to gently remove the earrings from his ears and laying them in their velvet lined box. Ciel chuckled lowly and sat down on a chair as Ichigo tugged off his gloves.
Sebastian just waited for the younger man to walk close enough to him as he moved to put his gloves away before yanking Ichigo into his arms and pressing him against the wall. Squeaking, the younger man moaned as his lips were attacked by another mouth, gloved hands working his skirts up so that they could get to his underclothes, ripping them off.
“I needed those,” Ichigo gasped as he pulled away, clinging to Sebastian’s arms and shivering in need at the dark red eyes that stared at him with lust.
“I will replace them later,” Sebastian said, a dark growl rumbling through his tone sending heat rushing through Ichigo as he panted, eyes wide. “For now, another touched you and I think it’s an opportune time to stake our claims on you,” he purred, smile flashing his fangs.
“I thought that you had already done that,” Ichigo breathed, gasping at the feel of a gloved hand cupping his now bare ass under the skirt, wiggling when it squeezed hard.
“In one way perhaps,” Ciel drawled from his place on the chair, pulling his shoes off along with his jacket, tie and vest, leaving him in his shirt, pants and socks. He knew he would get his chance with Ichigo once Sebastian had laid his claim as the head of their triangle and couldn’t wait to feel the sweet man under him. Licking his lips, he smirked and pulled off his eye patch, dropping it onto the table next to him. “But now we lay our complete claim on you.”
“Oh,” Ichigo gasped as Sebastian lowered his head and trailed his mouth over his neck, drawing soft sighs. His skirts dropped once more as the older demon worked on getting his upper dress loosened, the man pulling away only long enough to pull the outer dress up and off, tossing it so that it landed on a free chair. Blushing, Ichigo leant against the wall as Sebastian smirked and continued to strip him down, making the younger man wiggle and bite his bottom lip.
Grell had been helping him dress for the last couple of months due to Ichigo’s ever growing mental age and desire to be with the two men and this would be the first time since then that Sebastian saw him nude. And this time, the demon had permission to take him, to claim him fully. The dark red eyes that trailed over him once he was undressed made him shiver as he looked up through his lashes and reach up to remove the hair net, Ciel coming up to take it as his hair fell down in a spill of fire.
“Beautiful. Perfect. Ours,” Sebastian rumbled as he removed his gloves and pressed Ichigo up against the wall again, leg sliding between long ones and rubbing against the hardness he found there. Ichigo gasped and bucked his hips, wondering why he had never thought of sleeping with another, but enjoying the feeling of cloth against his sensitive skin though still wanting to feel Sebastian’s skin.
“You’re too dressed,” he breathed, moving to tug at the neat tie that Sebastian always wore, getting it off and dropping it to the floor before pulling his mate down into a needy kiss, tongues tangling. As they kissed, he worked the buttons of the bigger man’s shirt open with shaking hands, nervous of what was to come but trusting his mates to make it the most pleasurable that they could. Sighing as his fingers found soft skin stretched over strong muscles, he relaxed fully under the moan that he ate as they continued to kiss.
Sebastian slowed his movements down, feeling his mates nervousness roll down their bond even as long fingered hands explored his chest, ribs and stomach with a curiosity that could only come from one who had never had a lover before. Smirking at that, he pulled away, nipping very lightly at Ichigo’s bottom lip and lapping at the blood his fang brought up, loving the soft mewl that it got. Smoothing a hand over one flushed cheek, he smiled and leant down to sweep the nude Ichigo up into his arms.

“I think it would be best if we moved this to our room seeing as we have everything we will need in there,” Sebastian stated, smiling at Ciel who just smirked and walked to the adjoining door and opened it, leading them into their bedroom. Ichigo flushed lightly as he was carried into the bedroom, arms wrapped around Sebastian’s neck and holding onto him tightly.
Smiling softly at Ichigo, the older demon laid him out on the black sheets, musing that Ichigo looked good. The pale skin that held just a hint of a tan all over, showing them that the younger male had taken to laying out in the sun in the privacy of his own room, and the fiery hair shone amongst the black of the sheets. Humming lightly in pleasure, Sebastian worked his shoes off before tugging off his own shirt, leaving him in his pants and watching as Ichigo trail his eyes over his body as he flushed again.
Sitting up slightly, long hair spilling around him, Ichigo bit his bottom lip before looking down and catching sight of the scars that sat on his wrists and elbows, suddenly feeling embarrassed. Sebastian caught sight of his mate, his perfect, lovely mate, trying to hide his scars by curling into himself and knelt on the bed, reaching out to clasp one thin wrist and pull it towards him.
“You are perfect,” Sebastian stated as his lips brushed over the sensitive skin, Ichigo’s brown eyes widened as pleasured heat curled through his body.
“Am I really, even with the scars?” Ichigo breathed, shivering when his oldest mate nipped at them, his cock twitching at the fact that if Sebastian wanted, he could cause pain but he didn’t want to.
“Yes, you are. Never believe that we will lie to you,” Sebastian stated, once more catching his lover’s lips in a sweet kiss and pressing him back into the bedding, hand sweeping the soft hair back to tangle his fingers in. Ichigo sighed as he was kissed and the bigger body laid over him and between his legs, finding that he loved the weight holding him down, protecting him from the world. Arching, he moaned as long fingered hands once more started to touch him, stroking over his skin and finding the hidden scars that came from Senbonzakura’s attack, the only other scar’s that stayed on his skin.
Sebastian swept his lips over each scar and places that got sighs and moans from Ichigo, wanting to make him burn for more, making him remember just who made that lust rise in him. His eyes watched his lover carefully as fingers tugged and smoothed his own black locks, telling him just how much Ichigo was loving the teasing and how much he wanted more. He smiled lightly and bit down on one nipple, causing Ichigo to arch with a yelp, trying to decide if he should pull away from the bite of pain or push up into the pleasure that came with it.
His decision was moot as Sebastian gently suckled upon it, another moan escaping him as brown eyes fluttered shut, the bond that was between the three of them flowing back and forth with emotions and lust. He shivered as he felt Sebastian’s own gratification of the bliss that he was drowning in slowly. Nibbling at his bottom lip as the demon shifted and teased his other nipple, he sighed and pressed upwards, offering himself, feeling the love coming from Sebastian.
Sebastian hummed and let go of his treat and moved lower, laving at the pretty little ribs that he felt needed his attention before moving lower and pressing a kiss to the indent of a belly button. He chuckled when Ichigo twitched under the touch, a soft giggle escaping him, prompting the red eyed man to smirk and dip his tongue into the belly button as Ichigo gasped, watching with wide eyes. “I think I will place a ring here. I have a feeling that you will end up even more sensitive to my attentions and it will please me to have another one of our marks on you.”
“A belly ring? Really?” Ichigo gasped, blushing at the heated look he got, Sebastian sitting up to leer down at him.
“Indeed,” Sebastian drawled, holding out a hand, Ciel placing a jar into his hand, already nude and hard, sitting nearby but out of the way. “Ciel, I think it would be best if you prepared yourself for later as I...claim our dear Ichigo,” he purred, Ciel’s eyes widening as a soft blush spread over his cheeks, Ichigo gazing at him with dazed curiosity as Sebastian’s hand cupped his length, just holding him for the moment. He dropped the jar down to the bed.
“Alright,” Ciel chuckled, knowing what was going on in his lover’s head and finding it appealing. The thought of being buried in Ichigo while being taken was such a perfect idea.
Sebastian chuckled and stroked his hand up over the cock in his hand, drawing Ichigo’s attention back to him, hips rising into the touch. “Just stay relaxed,” he purred, pulling one long thigh up so he could press a kiss to it, placing the lean hips on his thigh and exposing the entrance that he would soon be buried in. Guiding the other thigh up and out, he made sure that it would stay there before he picked up the jar from the bed once more and opened it, pouring a bit over his exposed hole, watching it twitch as Ichigo shuddered at the coolness.
Slicking his fingers with some more of the oil, he handed the jar over and moved to tease the ring with more of them as his mouth sucked and nipped at Ichigo’s inner thigh. Feeling the lean body completely relax under the touches, eyes watching brown eyes fall half lidded and heavy with lust, Sebastian smiled and drew his fangs over the sensitive skin, drawing blood that he lapped up as his first finger started to slowly rock into the other’s body. Ichigo sucked in a harsh breath, tensing, before relaxing again at the slow pull of the delightful mouth on his thigh, letting the finger work its way into his body fully.
“That’s it, Ichigo, just relax,” Sebastian cooed as he sealed the marks and licked his lips, finger slowly sliding in and out. Ichigo moaned under him and shifted as the burn and uncomfortable feeling disappeared to be replaced by enjoyment of what his mate was doing to him. His breath hitched as the finger slid out before rocking back in with a second finger, opening his muscles and getting them to relax. He moaned when a mouth descended over his hardness and slowly worked its way over him as a way to distract.
Reaching down, Ichigo mewled at feeling soft, short hair instead of longer hair, hips twitching and eyes opening fully to gaze down at Ciel, mismatched eyes with a sheen of red staring back at him. “Ciel...” he whined, barely noticing when the fingers in his body spread apart, getting the muscles to relax and open even more, too focused on the hot, wetness that was driving him into blissed out insanity.
“Keep distracting him, Ciel, that’s it,” Sebastian purred as his fingers continued to tease open the entrance, spreading and sliding them in and out with wet sounds as the mobile hips rolled up into Ciel’s mouth and then down onto them. Ichigo was reduced to soft mewls and groans as he tried to keep his mind centered, holding onto Ciel’s hair, unable to truly process so much pleasure. A third finger slipped in easily, the youngest of them moaning at the burn that was quickly ignored in favor of the throat squeezing around the tip of his cock.
“I...Ciel...Sebastian...” Ichigo whined, feeling something curl and tighten deep in him, threatening to snap and send him over an edge that he didn’t want to find just yet but also wanted so badly. He whined unhappily when Ciel pulled away, licking his lips and smirking as Sebastian pulled his fingers free of his grasping body.
“Not yet, sweet love,” Sebastian hummed, shifting Ichigo so that he was on his side, pressing against his back as Ciel pressed against his front and brought his leg to rest over his hip. “Just remember to stay relaxed,” he breathed into Ichigo’s ear before nibbling softly on the shell, the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance before sliding in with ease before the body tightened, forcing him to stop.
Ciel cooed softly and reached between them, stroking Ichigo’s length slowly, eyes soft and understanding. “Just breath. Focus on my hand and ignore the pain. It shall go away, I promise, our sweet protector,” he said against Ichigo’s lips, just barely kissing him as he continued to stroke, knowing that the sting of being taken for the first time had drawn their young mate from the edge of climax.
Ichigo sighed and shivered, relaxing under the kiss and touches, legs and arms drawing Ciel closer even as his entrance relaxed and Sebastian slid into him with a slow slide. The burn and sting was easily ignored in favor of the hand on him and the lips playing with his, the kisses that were barely there and the tongue that licked and prodded open the little cut from Sebastian’s fang, both of them tasting blood. Sebastian moaned softly once he was fully buried and shifted his leg into a better position, his hand sliding up a lean thigh to push it closer to Ichigo’s chest.
“That’s it, sweet one, fall into the bliss that we are offering you,” he breathed, hips slowly working, the position not one for harsh thrusting but languid moving, slow slides and shifts that were designed to bring the most pleasure to one’s lover. Ichigo pulled away from the kiss with a soft gasp as his sweet spot was stroked over for the first time, sending heat flooding through his body as he trembled, head resting back against Sebastian’s shoulder and exposing his neck to his lover’s.
Ciel moaned softly as his length rubbed against Ichigo’s, his hand still working over his hardness, before he leant forward and teased the spot that he bit whenever they exchanged blood with the younger male, tongue teasing over it and feeling the full body shudder. Sebastian groaned, hands grasping soft hips and showing them how to move to get the best pleasure out of their movements, burying himself again and again in the tight body, his mouth finding his own spot.
Ichigo clung to Ciel, nails digging in as he felt his climax once more tighten and curl, drawing panting moans from him, his two lovers smirking and working hard to drag him over that edge. Shaking his head a bit, he whimpered as his clawing drew blood, making Ciel hiss softly and bite down on his neck, Sebastian mirroring him on the other side. Feeling fangs sink into his neck once more as the hard length in him slammed inwards once more, Ichigo let loose with a scream, eyes rolling back as he felt heat fill him, shuddering as their power mixed and drew out his climax even longer.
Panting filled the air from the three males as Ichigo went completely limp between them, muscles still twitching as they tried to catch their breath. Pulling away from Ichigo’s neck first, Sebastian sealed the neat mark and smirked as it automatically scarred over right where either a high neck or a lovely choker would cover it up, mostly. Ciel hummed and did the same to his own, both males feeling smug at the fact that no one else would dare touch their sweet mate.
As they settled in to watch Ichigo stir from his orgasmic haze, they shared a look and nodded, already planning on how to keep Ichigo from being courted by anyone a bit faster than planned. Smirking, Ciel stroked Ichigo’s cheek as brown eyes fluttered opened and stared at him.
“Wow...” Ichigo breathed, getting a soft chuckle from the two before Ciel rubbed his still hard length against Ichigo’s stomach.
“Do not think that we are done this night, sweet one. I still need to lay my claim on you,” Ciel breathed, brushing a kiss against Ichigo’s mouth and getting a sweet sounding mewl.
The two demons knew that no one would ever touch their Ichigo. He was theirs, he held their black hearts and loved them just as they loved him. And it was perfect.
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