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Blurred Lines	By : TrulyWished Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3516 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yes, I am a total dork and forgot to post the third chapter. My apologies. Also, I wanted to point out that no, there is no plot. Really, there isn't. This is not so much a story as a collection of my writing to avoid homework. I try to keep it fairly cohesive but mostly, it's just smut. Which is fine with me but I'd hate for anyone to think there will be a plot line here. I just wanted to let people know. Thanks for stopping by and I hope you enjoy. Please review and let me know what you think.

Chapter 3

Kira
It�s warm. Warmer than usual, and there�s a lot of extra weight across my chest. *Kira, Kira! Wake up!* A blunt nail pokes me in the nose and I swat at her.

*What? Go away, it�s too early.* And I just am not in the mood to talk to her, not after yesterday.

*Get up! You�re so lazy!* My hand slaps against her hip and she snarls down, clawing thin lines over my chest. *I hate you.*

My eyes roll and I pinch her ass, snickering at the indignant squeak. *So? You hated me yesterday too.* She just huffs and folds her arms. It�s difficult to deal with her, she�s so stubborn but she craves my attention more than she can ever admit. *Go on, I�m going to be training in the afternoon. We can fight then.* My fingers dig into her side gently, massaging slender muscles while she huffs and pouts. Ikkaku�s mumbling sending her zipping away. For some reason, she�s never taken a liking to him.

But I have. A quiet smile and I rub the top of his head, feeling the smooth skin and the brush of bristly hair. Even if we aren�t completely organized, I feel much better. Nothing like a good cry then being told forcibly that you are perfect to help a guy�s self esteem. �Hey.�

Dark eyes watch me from under long lashes and I smile a bit more before leaning in for a good morning kiss. His mouth tastes of old sake and smoke, and a bit of morning breath. Not the most romantic start to the day but he murmurs that he loves me and nothing else matters. My tongue slides between his lips, stroking his firmly before returning to my mouth. �Good morning, Ikkaku.�

Strong hands roll us until I�m lying along his body looking down, elbows propped on his shoulders. Our hips line up perfectly and I can feel his morning erection against me. I wriggle a bit, encouraging him to touch me intimately, but he doesn�t, just runs his hands over my back. Another squirm is effectively halted by pulling my hips down firmly and anchoring them in place. �Hold still.�

He sounds so serious that I stop trying to move and settle with my forehead against his. Is he regretting what he said last night? I hope not, now isn�t really the time to argue, not when I�m hard and wanting. How selfish of me; maybe that�s where Wabisuke gets it. �Babe, want to do something fun?� I nod immediately, throwing my bangs into his eyes.

Fast blinking clears them and he laughs as he leans up and kisses me. �Not even going to ask what?� I grin down and shake my head, purposely drifting my hair over his cheeks. �Probably should. I�ll need your full cooperation for this.� Mmm, sounds good.

I shrug and kiss his nose, flicking my tongue between his eyes. They cross trying to see me then roll to alleviate the strain. He hums contentedly, so I continue licking, dipping into the gentle curve of an ear, trailing over the muscular neck to the hollow at the base of his throat where I suck gently. �Sweetheart?� A soft purr into his skin makes him squeeze my ass tightly. �Remember the first time we had sex?�

I can feel my face heating and nod while tucking into the curve of his arm. �Yes.� As if I could forget something like that.

�Tell me.� Whisper gentle kisses glide over my hair and the edge of my ear, his breath hot on my skin. My head shakes and I burrow more deeply into his arm. �Tell me. Tell me what I did to you, the way I touched you, tell me how you screamed and cried and begged me to fuck you.� Please stop, I remember, I do. Everything, from the slick glide of his skin against mine to the pain when he eased as carefully as he could into me.

�Stop, Ikkaku, I�

He keeps talking, keeps kissing me, nibbling between nuzzles. �Remember the way you wriggled and spread your legs? Every time I touched you, you made the cutest sounds, crying my name as soon as I kissed you.� I feel like crying now, I�m so embarrassed. I was so inexperienced, had never had a lover of my own, everything was new and felt so good. �You came when I told you I loved you. You stared into my eyes and whispered it back to me.�

Maybe he�ll stop if I distract him. My hands slide over his stomach and dig into his side, tracing heavy muscle firmly. I lick his arm and nip at his collar, nosing my way up to a rounded ear. A quiet groan and I suck hard to leave a mark behind it before backing off and kissing the little bruise. There, he isn�t the only one who can use sex as a weapon. My hand drifts downwards, teasing little circles, avoiding his groin while he shifts and pushes upwards.

Quiet groans as I trail his chest, leaving small round bruises behind to mark my path. My hands rub his thighs, touching the delicate skin in the insides, tickling behind a knee before skimming down to his toes and between. The skin is so soft here, delicate and rarely touched. His feet flex and his legs tremble with the urge to kick. I have mercy and slide away, bringing my hands up to cup his balls and pet behind, rubbing the soft spot that gives him so much pleasure.

My cheek rubs his erection, long bangs teasing the tip as I blow rough curls gently. His hands clench at his sides, opening and closing rapidly in time with his panting and the tremble of his stomach. I love how sensitive he is to me, how even non-sexual touches make him grab at me.

Of course walking by makes him grab at me too, so maybe my bedroom skill has nothing to do with it. I laugh against his belly button and lick the head of his cock, lapping delicately. Regardless of whether I�m good or not, he keeps coming home to me, so it doesn�t matter. �I love you.� He making such wonderful sounds, I almost want to stop here.

But he tastes so good, strong and deeply salty, I can�t resist taking the head into my mouth and sucking just a bit, trailing my teeth over his skin. His hips move upwards and I ride them, keeping one hand at his base for control while the other travels all the skin I can reach. Strong suction pulls him into my mouth, rubbing the head against the roof of my mouth. It feels strange, ticklish, but I know it�s amazing to have done, the hard ridges like pearls being dragged over sensitive skin.

My groin is heavy and I ache to feel his hands on me, his fingers spreading me for him. The bottle of oil is too far and I have to release him to reach, the wet slap of skin hitting his stomach pulling low moans from his throat. Those are the most amazing sounds, I hope he never stops making them for me. �Izuru, come here.� I can just barely reach the bottle when he pulls me away and up to look into his eyes. �I love you. No one else, never again.�

My eyes blink so rapidly I can hardly see through the flutter of lashes. �I know.� I smile down at him and touch our mouths, letting them melt together. He looks so shocked that I laugh against his tongue. �I know you love me, even when I get myself worked up. I'm sorry.� Even after getting so upset and working myself into a frenzy, I still love him.

And I know he loves me, no matter what doubts I give myself, I know he loves me. I realize I was being ridiculous to think he might not want me anymore. His ear is so adorable with the dusting of pink that I have to lick it, nibbling at the edges. �I�m so sorry, I love you and I know you love me.� Gentle rolling and I�m pinned under his body, smiling up as he kisses my chin and cheek. I tease him and turn away, blowing soft puffs of air on his lips while he tries to capture mine.

�More than anything.� He�s too strong, forcing my mouth around to meet his, tongue prying my lips open. �Trust me?� I nod quickly, flipping my bangs back when they fluff over my eyes. �Switch with me.�

A slow blink. �Switch?� Pleasure runs down my spine and I buck hard enough to lift him, giving me enough room to roll us over again. �There.� My hips grind against his, pushing his erection against my ass and sliding it between my thighs to rub against my balls and cock. �What now?�

There are so many things we can do, so many options. I wait impatiently of him to choose one, hands wandering over his skin. �Izuru.� It�s a long sigh and I cock my head at him. What? I did what he wanted. �You be on top today.�

�I am.� Leaning forward, I plant my elbows on his shoulders and press our chests together. His cheeks are getting more and more red and he closes his eyes with another sigh.

An abrupt movement and I�m looking up at him, arms splayed from where I tried to keep my balance. My breath moves in startled gasps as he nips my collarbone roughly. �Kira, listen!� Ow! Ok, yes, I�m listening! I stare up at him, eyes wide as I nod quickly; anything to make him stop biting me. While I enjoy that from time to time, this is way too sudden and just hurts.

Soft kisses offset the pains as he murmurs his apologies. �Sorry. Are you listening?� I nod again, brushing my hand over the delicate skin at the base of his skull. When he pulls away, I lean up to touch noses, kissing his upper lip gently, and watching red move over his skin. �I want you to fuck me.�

My head hits the bed with a quiet thud. What? �Ikkaku�� I can�t do that, I have no idea what to do.

�You�ll like it.� As if that is a problem; I always enjoy sex with Ikkaku. But he�s staring down at me, watching for my reaction. �I want you to.�
Ikkaku

�I want you to.� He�s watching me, staring up with a confused frown on his delicate features. Just this once, I want him to listen to what I�m saying and do as I ask.

Not that he ever refuses me; anything is fine with him as long as he gets to be with me but that kind of responsibility is wearing. A slow nod and he leans up, wrapping his arms tentatively around my neck. His tongue flickers over my lips and I kiss him back, letting my weight settle us more deeply on the bed.

It�s almost a blur, the way he moves his hands over my skin, kissing and licking his way over my chest and stomach. He rolled me over and settled straddling my waist and now he�s fully curled around me, hands and mouth worshiping sensitive places. Quick little teeth test the fragile skin on the inside of my thighs before he moves to lap at the head of my cock. I groan and shift my weight. He better move it or I�m not going to last. Watching him is always so sexy, from the sneaky little fingertips to the delicate tongue that curls around my dick.

He swallows my cock suddenly and I jolt off the bed, hands curling into fists at the abrupt change in pace. All the way down, his nose pressing deeply into the dark curls while his throat works slowly. My back bows again as he releases me only to slide back down after one quick breath. �Kira!�

Slowly, slowly, I�m released to lay panting from the effort not to come. �Ikkaku, you really want me to do this?�

Like I can say no now; I�d look like a coward. �Yeah.� He doesn�t look like he believes me, hell, I barely believe me, but he reaches for the oil and spreads it on my his fingers. One probes gently, rubbing firmly until he presses inside.

It feels strange. Not painful, not even really uncomfortable, but very strange. My eyes close as I try to keep my breathing calm and my body relaxed. Izuru does this all the time, surely I can handle it once. Surely.

He�s whispering against my thighs, licking and nibbling as a second finger touches me gently. I draw air in quickly as the next finger slips in. Yeah, that hurts. Soothing mumbling and he takes my cock in his mouth again, sucking gently as he pours more oil over his palm, letting it slide down to ease his way.

I�m battling instinct and holding myself as still as possible. I�m too much of a fighter to just lay back and let it happen. The urge to push back, to shove him down and make the pain, slight though it is, stop is almost too much. �Izuru, hurry up.�

�No.� He moves up my body in a rush to claim my mouth as he pushes both fingers in deeply. I groan and clench at the sheet as he wiggles the invading digits. That fucking hurts! �You have to relax. Am I hurting you?�

As if I will say yes. �No.� I manage to grit the word out and he frowns at me, twisting his hand slowly. �Ugn!� Holy shit! �Again.� He grins triumphantly and moves those skinny fingers just right again and I moan and thrust my hips at him.

That is amazing. I knew it was good from the way he goes crazy when I do it but� But. It�s different to feel it for myself. The pain is still there but either it�s not as bad or I�m getting used to it. Soft lips press to mine and I open my mouth to let him in, teasing his tongue with mine. Quiet purring and he wriggles his body against my side.

�I love you.� I open my mouth to say it too when he slides a third finger inside. I can�t decide if it hurts or is just amazing. �I love you so much.� Every word is followed by a kiss to my neck as he weaves his way back down my body. Pausing at each nipple, licking my belly button, a long sweep of the tongue over the head of my cock, he takes his time getting to his goal, even stopping to suck the tight skin behind my balls.

Finally, he blows cool air over my entrance and licks the edges where his fingers stretch me. His tongue dips inside and I can feel gentle movement as he explores me, humming quietly as he goes. Every vibration moves up my shaft and I can�t hold back the low cry. He chuckles and moves his fingers more firmly against the soft bump before pulling away.

It feels empty, as if I�ve lost something while he pours oil over his hand and strokes his cock briefly. Brilliant blue swallow my soul up as he nudges the head to me. �Shh, easy. Relax.� A gentle smile, so incredibly soft I can only stare. �Please, Ikkaku.� My hands release the sheets slowly, cramping painfully as I reach up to hold thin shoulders and pull him down to me.

This is better, the scent of his hair and the silk of his skin against me. A relieved sigh and he eases forward, stretching me painfully. Breathing is difficult but I force myself to be steady. Even pressure and suddenly it feels a lot better, not as much of a stretch. �There, the head is in.� Gentle kisses press to my neck. �The hard part is done. It�s all fun from now on.� His head lifts a bit and he grins slowly, rubbing his nose to mine. �Promise.�

His hips move against mine, pushing more deeply but it doesn�t hurt as much now. It feels very full and very good as he shifts around to hit the sweet spot. I blink quickly and find myself staring into his eyes as he pulls away a little then thrusts back in gently. A single tear trails his cheek and I brush it away with my tongue. �What?�

�I love you so much. More than anything. Don�t leave me, stay with me forever.� I smile up at him.

He�s so adorable. �Of course I�m not leaving. Who else could I trust to do this?� A wobbly smile and he moves again, slowly gliding out then filling me again. We�ve shifted into the perfect position so that after the head passes by that oh so sensitive spot the rest of his cock slides over it. Pleasure thrums through me, almost painful as he continues to push against me.

One hand slips over my chest and down my stomach to grip my erection and stroke slowly then more quickly. His mouth is attached to my throat, sucking hard enough to hurt but not yet. Later maybe but now it only feels good. Talented hands stroke and pet me until I can�t wait any longer. �Izuru!� A final thrust and my back arches under the wave of orgasm.

I�m shocked to feel him pulsing inside me, though why I don't know. But it sends waves of pleasure over my already swamped senses and I cry out, letting his yelp drown it out. Our stomachs are wet and I can feel the rapidly cooling liquid sliding over my skin to the sweaty sheets. A few minutes of panting and he pulls away, rolling to his feet and walking away.

Who the hell taught him post sex manners? Get back here damn it! I�m too tired to say anything and just lay on my back, legs spread and semen leaking down my thighs. He�s back, a warm cloth rubbing over my skin and I sigh happily. Ok, that�s alright. �Ikkaku?� His eyes are focused on my chest while he wipes us clean, carefully moving between my legs and over my ass. �Are you ok?�

�Yeah.� How could I not be? He was so careful and took very good care of me. �You did great.� Still is, with bright red cheeks and trembling hands. �Come here.�

The cloth is pushed to the side and I hold out an arm for him to snuggle under. �You were very careful and it felt really good.� Faint humming and I run my fingers through his hair. �Wasn�t so bad, was it?�

�No.� Quiet voice, almost inaudible and I tug a bang to remind him to speak up. A soft giggle and he lifts his head; that�s the kind of spunk I like to see. �it was nice.�

�Nice? Hey!� I ruffle his bangs into a fluffy mess. �Who�s only a �nice� lay? What happened to �great� and �wonderful� and �best sex ever�??� He�s laughing now, leaning back and howling while his hand slaps against my stomach.

I grin and laugh back at him, watching his eyes dance with joy. �It wasn�t the best sex ever.� I mumble an annoyed �Oi� in protest and he giggles again before his voice drops to a husky whisper. �I like you inside me better. I like your mouth on me and cock deep inside. I like you to dominate and own me as much as you love me.�

Fuck. If I could move, I�d pound him into the mattress and he knows it. Hooded eyes watch me and when I make a motion to grab him, he rolls away and swings his hips as he searches for a pair of pants. My hips refuse to budge, sharp pains shivering over my lower back when I try to roll after him. �I�ll bring you something to eat, ok?� And he�s off with a laugh, waving his fingers at me in that girly way Matsumoto does when she�s too drunk to stand.

That little brat. I can hear him banging dishes together and running water. But I don�t regret it, any of it. The pain, the pleasure, it was all worth it to see that true smile again, for him to believe I love him.
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