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Not Close Enough	By : Polymer Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Renji/Ichigo Views: 12362 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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When Sado arrived back in Karakura town, the first place he headed was the hospital. Through the automatic doors that hissed aside he passed still sticking out head and shoulders above the typical patients. Beneath his fall of dark hair one eye peered at the directions to the elevator. He stepped inside and patiently waited for it to convey him to the proper floor. Though he did wince feeling how the car itself shifted to accommodate his greater weight.
Here he was again a denizen in a world built for someone two feet shorter than he. Nevertheless he felt at home here more than an ocean away in a culture that some may think would be a better fit. Perhaps the world fit him better despite his large size because he blended so well into it. Without making waves he peacefully used his stature to assist those that needed his help most or come between people fighting one another. He was a warrior of peace and defender rather than an aggressor, the contrast to his friend Ichigo.
Now he had the experience using his power contrasting to his friend's fledgling capabilities. It left him feeling slightly lost. Before he rounded the corner he could hear two stern voices vying for dominance.
"You will remain quiet in the hospital, Uryuu. And heal..."
"It's not like you'd let me go anywhere else... Ryuuken," snorted a voice a few pitches above the first one Sado heard. Moving down the hall his eyes met those of the silver haired doctor who had just stepped outside.
"Ishida san, hello," Sado said politely.
"Don't take too long," murmured Ishida Ryuuken, glancing up at the tall golden skinned man. His cold eyes held slight relief that Sado was here, and reluctant acceptance of the nature of their relationship. Of all the battles he picked with his son, the nature of his orientation and choice of lover was one he avoided. Sado was a good man and a welcome addition to the Ishida family. Thankfully he wasn't a shinigami, Ryuuken may not have accepted him with open arms but he had said Uryuu could do as he pleased.
"How is he? Ichigo said that..."
"Convince him to be quiet and lay still," he muttered.
"I'll see what I can do," Sado answered, inclining his dark haired head. For a second Ryuuken saw both brown eyes gleaming with sincerity.
"Keep your voices down in the hospital. You know the visiting hours. Be careful. He's got 50 stitches in him. I don't want to have to sew him up again," Ryuuken answered.
Nodding in silent understanding and thanks Sado entered the room. He pulled the door shut behind him carrying the plush toy he'd brought since flowers weren't allowed in this particular ward. His eyes darted towards the occupant of the propped up bed lying on his back. At first Uryuu kept his gaze on the ceiling.
"Yasutora san..." Uryuu murmured, nostrils flaring at the faint hint of the cologne he remembered buying the other for Christmas earlier in the year.
"I missed you Uryuu," answered his lover as he sat down in the nearest chair he pulled up. His hand slid over the metal railing around the bed and reached for the hand nearest to him, containing a mass of tape securing the IV into his lover.
"Won't your new friends miss you?" Uryuu mumbled, only turning his head slightly so light from overhead flashed off them. It obscured his eyes.
"They're more worried about Ichigo's training," Sado explained. He rubbed Uryuu's palm gently glad that his lover didn't pull away.
Uryuu's hard gaze softened. "So what do they want with him?"
"To train him to use his full bring," Sado answered.
Uryuu suppressed a harsh laugh and said, "Naturally."
Across him fell a huge shadow before Sado leaned over inclining his head. Depositing a soft kiss on Uryuu's forhead he kissed a path down to his soft lips. The soft exhalation wafted into Chad's slightly open mouth. Seizing the opportunity Sado slipped his tongue past his lover’s lips and deepened the kiss. Uryuu moaned softly in his throat after turning his head to the side on the pillow.
Their breaths whooshed out from the broken kiss. Both panted deeply, their eyes dilated. Sado unfastened the railing on his side of the bed. Shifting the chair close as he could Sado then positioned himself facing his lover. Sheets dimpled under Sado's huge hands braced on either side of Uryuu's head. His large bulk loomed over the slender Quincy lying beneath the sheets and blankets. Uryuu snaked his arm up and over Sado's muscular neck, trying to pull the blankets to the side. Sado murmured, "Let me."
Together they peeled back the covers revealing Ishida's pale slender thighs contoured with muscle. Under Ishida the bed shifted from Sado placing a strong knee on it. Automatically the Quincy spread his legs apart so Sado could kneel between them. Hands cradling his lovers hips Sado lifted them up to rest Uryuu's bottom on his knees. He pulled aside the patterned hospital gown to see the jagged wounds that were neatly stitched up on Uryuu's shoulder.
"Why didn't you call me?" mumbled Uryuu.
A leather jacket slid down strong muscled biceps to reveal one of Sado’s loud shirts. The jangling discord of puce, blue and yellow flowers caught the Quincy's eyes. "Didn't want you to worry. Was easier."
A thin hand pushed Sado away. Angrily the Quincy snapped, "Damn it Yasutora! Why did you keep me in the dark?"
"Why wouldn't you tell Ichigo or Inoue about who attacked you?" Sado countered, grasping Uryuu's wrist tightly and raising the hand to his lips to kiss. His pink tongue darted out and lapped over each digit.
"Do not answer my question with a question. It’s not fair," Ishida pouted glaring at him.
“I know it’s not fair but what is it they say about love and war?” rumbled the mocha skinned young man.
Sado continued to suck on Uryuu's fingers sensually as if it were another part of his anatomy sending pulses of desire from the Quincy’s lips down his body towards his nether regions. Tiny tingles crept along every square inch of his skin both exposed and unexposed. Still holding onto Ishida’s wrist and sucking his fingers Sado reached into the back pocket of his pants and removed something. Blue eyes widened considerably at the tube set just next to the Quincy’s head.
“Extra smooth glide?” he read aloud, cheeks flushed with blood.
“You insisted on that kind,” Sado murmured.
Metal clinked against itself beneath the covers along with the sound of cloth shifting. Sado straightened up for a moment. From beneath the sheets a pair of pants slid slowly to the floor. Now his skin rubbed against Uryuu’s bare thights Sado carefully lowered himself back into position.
One strong arm braced to the right of Ishida’s left shoulder levered his huge torso off his seemingly fragile lover. Warmth convected through to the Quincy offsetting a lower body temperature caused by low blood pressure.
“Can you lie on your belly?” Sado whispered, tickling Ishida’s ear.
“I do not think that would be wise,” he murmured as he felt Sado’s hardness press against one leg.
“I thought it would be better if you topped,” Chad whispered, causing Ishida to remain scarlet and hot cheeked.
“Would be far more prudent… if you had that honor, Yasotura,” Ishida sheepishly pointed out. Afraid he’d break the Quincy; he reverently slid his fingers down the pale belly to the once limp member and palmed it. To one side Ishida jerked his head.
“Ahhh…” he gritted.
So responsive was he, thought Sado with a slight smile. Light tickling touches along the underside vein wrung more groans from his bespectacled lover. He deposited another kiss along Ishida’s pale neck to the bit of shoulder showing beneath the hospital gown. One long finger slid behind the skin of the scrotum and teased at Uryuu’s entrance. Dark lashed eyes behind glasses squeezed tightly Ishida rolled his head back and moaned.
“Yasutora… please…” the Quincy pleaded, shakily raising his legs to wrap loosely around Chad’s waist.
“Lie still. Let me do the moving,” Sado rumbled, pressing his chest to Uryuu’s for a moment while he slipped two fingers inside the Quincy’s tight warmth. Grabbing onto the massive biceps Uryuu choked back a loud cry. Against his scissoring fingers Sado felt the resistance of the ring of muscle.
“That feels incredible Yasotura. I missed it terribly,” Ishida managed to moan to him. Of all the pain Ishida had experienced this would pale in comparison. While they alternated who was bottom, this seemed the only conceivable way to have sex without causing further injury.
Reverently Sado watched each of his lover’s expressions while wriggling his fingers further in. Like playing an instrument he found just the right combination and delicacy with firmness of touch. To him the Quincy’s voice had its own music arousing and stirring him to life.
“Nggghhh… You had better not stop,” Ishida whispered, his pupils dilated and breath surging in huge pants. His hospital gowned chest rose and fell with greater tempo.
“Wanted you like this the last time you were here,” Sado confessed as he pulled down his underwear and freed his length. Intently Ishida’s cobalt blue gaze fixated on the large cock jutting up. Initially intimidated by the spread and penetration their first time he now licked his lips imaging the feel inside.
“Honestly did you fantasize about taking me back then even?” Ishida wondered, his voice cracking with emotion and desire.
“You didn’t stick around long enough for me to tell you,” Sado murmured, aligning his tip with Ishida’s opening. Several years ago during the Bount invasion Sado had carried the Quincy on his back protecting him with his life. He would do it again gladly if it meant his lover would be safe. Except this time he wouldn’t let Ishida ditch them with some noble misguided thoughts to preserve them by giving himself to the enemy. Seeing Ishida writhing under him in that blue and green gown tugged at Sado’s sense of protectiveness.
Sighing Uryuu said, “I apologize for my foolishness.”
“Do you promise to keep me in the loop?” Sado asked.
“Y… yes… I shall. But you must also promise not to withhold information from me regarding your band of friends at Xcution,” Ishida muttered. Silent understanding passed between the two lovers for a long silent moment.
Huge hands cupped Ishida’s backside and lifted at the same time the Quincy felt a broad blunt object pushing steadily into him. Rolling his eyes back into his head he arched his back at the sensation of being so deliciously impaled. If he peered down between his legs he could see only part of the huge shaft disappearing inside of him. Then Sado boosted him up and began to pull him up and down bodily while his hips snapped back and forth.
“Yasutora… oh gods…” Ishida sharply cried out before biting his tongue. Bending down Sado pushed his lips onto his lover’s and slipped his tongue between those teeth to swallow Uryuu’s cries. Between force and delicacy Sado balanced his movements so he brought great pleasure to his lover with each stroke. He knew that the Quincy trusted him in love as he did in battle and that knowledge spurred him onward.
A tingling fire kindled between them both surged through their beings and overloaded their senses. It left a rush of heart pounding bliss in its wake as Sado climaxed shortly after Ishida. Warm liquid spattering his shirt left an odd pattern of stains that were hidden by the loud tropical theme. Releasing Ishida from the kiss Sado caught his breath and cradled his lover close. Sighing Ishida straddled Sado’s lap and wrapped his arms around the larger young man’s neck.
After a time Sado lowered Ishida back to the bed and lay alongside of him in it. The Quincy rested his head on Sado’s chest and listened to the steady thump of his heart as he dozed sated and satisfied. No words needed to pass between them at this moment.
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