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Wedding Night Mishap	By : picabone99 Category: Bleach > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4778 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Wedding Night Mishap
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-5a
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-7a
- 10-8
- 11-9
- 12-10
- 13-11
- 14-12
- 15-13
- 16-13a
- 17-14
- 18-15
- 19-16
- 20-17
- 21-17a
- 22-epilogue
- 23-1st bonus
- 24-promised bonus
- 4
- 5
- 6
Ichigo stood next to the door, waving and yelling his farewells to the newlyweds with the rest of the remaining guests, as the two left the party to head for their honeymoon in the living world. Once Rukia and Renji were out of sight, Ichigo removed a damp cloth from inside his left sleeve and used it to wipe his forehead, face, and the back of his neck. For the last couple of hours, he had been feeling rather over-heated and had taken every opportunity presented to dip the cloth in ice water, before running it over himself in an attempt to cool down. Ichigo had also noticed that, for the last hour or so, his stomach was cramping and twinging, causing him extreme discomfort and some pain. He had done his best to ignore the feelings, and had managed to enjoy several more dances with Starrk, several dances with Byakuya, and a few other dances with whoever else felt daring enough to ask him, which included both Kenpachi and Rangiku. Ichigo also took a turn about the floor with both of his sisters, enjoying having a chance to spend some time in a fun setting with them. But now the party was drawing to a close and Ichigo was looking foward to heading back to his own place and curling up in his bed, after taking something for his stomach pains. Looking over towards the stage, Ichigo noticed that the band had finished packing up and had dispersed thoughout the room, the members finding friends and heading out for the night. In fact, looking around the room further, Ichigo noticed that almost everyone was calling it a night and saying farewell to friends before making their way to the exit and exchanging polite good-byes with Byakuya, before exiting the building and leaving the Kuchiki family estate.
Ichigo sat down in a convient chair and signalled one of the remaining servers over. Once the server arrived, Ichigo asked her for a glass of ice water. She nodded and headed over to the bar, where Ichigo, following the server with his eyes, noticed that there was only one bartender left. When the server came back, Ichigo thanked her for the water, then watched her make her way back to the bar. Taking a sip, Ichigo noticed that there was hardly any people left in the hall, either guests or servers. Ichigo made a mental note to ask Byakuya where all the servants went, since he would have thought that there was a great deal of clean up to do yet, and laid his damp cloth out on the table. Raising his hand, Ichigo reached into the glass and fished out serveral pieces of ice, placing them into his cloth. Ichigo twisted the edges shut and lifted the bundled ice up, holding it to the back of his neck. Letting out a contented sigh at the temporary cool relief from his over-heated state, Ichigo never noticed Byakuya had finished the final farewells to the last guests and was approaching him from behind.
"Ichigo? You are unwell?"
Ichigo jumped in his chair a bit, but managed to answer, "Um...no, I don't think so. I think I just got over-heated with all the dancing and the crowd in here tonight. Hey, I was wondering," Ichigo twisted in his chair so he could face the Kuchiki clan head. "What happended to all the servants? I mean, earlier a person could hardly turn around without finding one, but now, the room is empty except for those two over near the bar." Ichigo waved his free hand in a vague gesture towards the bar. Turning his head in that direction, "Oh, they're gone already!"
Byakuya cleared his throat, drawing Ichigo's attention back to him, before answering, "I had told the servants that when the last of the guests left, at least those who had no part in the wedding or helping at the reception, they were no longer on duty and would be allowed to leave the clean up until after a sound night of sleep. The majority of the servants have been awake and preparing for almost the entirety of the last 24 hours for the wedding, family meal, and reception. The servants will be given a two day holiday, on rotation, so chores will still be getting done, now that the wedding madness has let up."
Ichigo nodded his head at the answer. Since Ichigo had come to know Byakuya better over the last few years, it just seemed like something the noble would do; looking out for the well being of those in his charge. "So, what's left to do? I mean it looks like everyone other then us is gone, guests and servants both."
"I would appreciate your aid in transporting the gifts into a back room that will be locked once all the gifts are within. There will be guards watching over the building, but locking the gifts up will allow for another level of safety. I asked Starrk to stay behind and assist us as well."
Ichigo nodded his head in agreement and brought his ice pack back down to the table. Untwisting the tangled ends of the fabric, Ichigo shook the ice cubes back into the glass, before stuffing the cold, wet cloth back into his sleeve. Ichigo stood up and gestured for Byakuya to lead the way. Byakuya nodded his head and weaved his way in between the tables, heading over to the gift table. When they arrived there, Ichigo and Byakuya shared an amused grin with each other at their first sight of Starrk. The former Primera Espada had stretched out on the floor, between the table and the wall, and had pulled his outer-most hoari off, using it to pillow his head. Ichigo let out a chuckle and nudged Starrk's foot with his own.
"Yo! Starrk! Time to get up. The sooner we finish, the sooner you can find a real bed."
Starrk gave a grunt and stretched out, arching his back and straightening his arms. "Hmm...beuno. I am more than ready to call it a day, or a night in this case, and it is the same for you, I would think. It has been a long day for me, so it is positivo that for you, it has been mucho mas tiempo." Starrk stood, wiping his hand across his forehead. "Forgive me my state of undress, I found it to be getting much warmer as the night went on." Crossing his arms, Starrk cocked his head and raised an eyebrow at Byakuya. "Where do you wish the gifts to be taken to?"
Byakuya absentmindedly removed his outer robe and set it on a chair at the table behind him. "It is rather warm in here. I had noticed the temperature rising almost two hours ago."
Ichigo let out a sigh of relief. If Byakuya was removing a layer, then it was more than acceptable for him to de-layer as well. Ichigo wasted no time in removing his outer layer and slinging it over the chair over top of Byakuya's. Following Byakuya's lead, Ichigo approached the table and gathered several gifts in his arms, as did Starrk. Ichigo and Starrk followed Byakuya as he walked along the wall, avoiding the hassle of the tables and chairs. Approaching the corner, Byakuya bent down and set his load carefully on the floor. Now free, his hands withdrew a key from his inner robe and inserted it into the wall, before turning the key and using it as a door handle to pull open the door. Holding the door open, Byakuya let the other two men set down their loads in the room. While Ichigo was inside, he noted that the room was only about the size of a large walk-in closet and wondered what the room was originally used as. 'Probably storage,' Ichigo thought to himself as he held the door open for Byakuya to deposit his presents within the room. Starrk, meanwhile, had wandered over to a table and, after picking up a chair, the tall, lanky ex-Espada brought it back over to the door and used it to brace the door open, ensuring that no one else would have to set down an armful to deal with the door.
Byakuya thanked Starrk for his foresight. As the two men walked next to each other, talking quietly, Ichigo held his stomach and rubbed it a bit in the hope of easing the currently painful cramping as he followed after. Ichigo was slightly distracted from his pain and discomfort by the sight of the two men in front of him.
'I never noticed how incrediably attractive those two are. I know how amazingly powerful they are, but damn, they are soo sexy.'
'Um, King? It doesn't feel right in here fer some reason. Ya okay?'
'Hmmm? Oh, never felt better, Shiro, even with my stomach acting up.'
'If ya say so, King.' Shiro replied, rubbing his stomach and not taking his eyes off of Zangetsu. Shiro couldn't believe he had never noticed how sexy the man was before, or how warm the inner world was.
Ichigo shook his head to try and clear his thoughts, before he hustled to catch up to the other two men, who had already arrived at the table and were loading up their arms again. Once his arms were filled, Ichigo walked back to the room and placed his load within it. The three men quickly fell into a rhythm, where one would be in the room, one would be filling his arms, and the last would be in transition between the table and room.
Ichigo found that he couldn't help himself from casting sideways glances at the other two men as they all worked, or from brushing casually against them in passing. Ichigo felt that he must have been blind for all the years that he had known Byakuya and Starrk, for he found himself fascinated by the way the other two moved, and felt his body over-heat more, everytime he brushed against either one. He also noticed that neither man was cooling off. The faces of Starrk and Byakuya became flushed and sweat began to give their faces a sheen. When Ichigo felt he couldn't withstand the heat in his body any longer, and figured the others needed to cool off as well, he offered to fetch some ice water and glasses from the bar for all of them, hoping it would give him a chance to cool off a bit. Byakuya agreed that some ice water was appealing, but noted that the table was almost empty and suggested a night cap in his private suite for the three of them once the table was cleared, instead of prolonging the task with a water break near the end. Byakuya also offered them a place to stay, since it was quite late and they had been so kind as to stay even later after the reception had ended to lend a hand with the gifts.
Ichigo let out a snort, although he was rather pleased at the chance to spend more time with the older men. "Alcohol will only increase the sensation of warmth we're feeling. What we need is something to cool us down," he pointed out.
Starrk lifted a very large present, letting Byakuya and Ichigo grab the two last loads, which consisted of smaller gifts. Leading the last trip to the store room, Starrk noted, "I would enjoy having a chance to extend the evening. I am not quite ready to call it una noche, and will gladly take advantage of the hospitality offered so generosamente."
Byakuya thought for a moment, but did not stop moving. As he set his last load of presents down, stood, turned, and exited, the thoughtful expression on his face never lessened. Moving the chair that was bracing the door open, Byakuya made sure the door was firmly latched before locking it. Placing the key back within his juban, Byakuya then turned to face his companions. Taking in the flushed, sweating faces of Ichigo and Starrk, and knowing he wasn't in much better shape, Byakuya nodded his head at the two, "Hai, I agree and apologize. The saki would indeed increase the warmth and our discomfort; however," Byakuya got a sly expression on his face and continued on with, "I was thinking of something else to enjoy with it. Inuoe-san brought a treat from the living world for Rukia: something Rukia became very fond of eating when visting Inoue-san. And since Rukia is not here, and there are no servants on duty this evening, I feel it would be highly inappropriate to let such a thoughtful gift be wasted, because it will not last for long even in the well iced cooler Inoue-san provided."
Starrk and Ichigo glanced at each other briefly in confusion, then bestowed a longer confused looked upon Byakuya. The graceful, raven-haired nobleman merely smiled at the two in a very pleased fashion, before gesturing for them to follow after him. Shrugging, Starrk and Ichigo followed, only taking a moment as they walked past to grab their outer kimono layers that all had taken off earlier in a fruitless attempt to cool down.
As Starrk walked next to Ichigo, he couldn't stop himself from leaning over the smaller man and gently inhaling the intoxicating fragrance that was wafting off of Ichigo. He had noticed it while passing each other to and from the store room and table, but now Starrk had a chance to savor it. He enjoyed it even more now that it was much stronger than it was earlier. As he did so, Starrk never noticed Byakuya slowing down and allowing Ichigo to draw even with him. Once Ichigo was level with him, Byakuya allowed himself the pleasure of inhaling the intoxicating scent that he had also noticed clinging to Ichigo while dealing with the gifts.
As the two men inhaled the scent, reveling in the pleasure assualting their noses, neither Starrk nor Byakuya noticed that their reiatsu had risen, very slightly, and was now tangling and snarling with Ichigo's reiatsu. Ichigo, walking between the other two, was too pre-occupied with the realization that he was walking extremely close to two very sexy and powerful men to notice what the other men's reiatsu was doing or the fact that his stomach had ceased cramping and causing him discomfort.
When the three of them reached the main house, Byakuya absentmindly led them to the back door of the kitchen. Gesturing for the others to be silent, Byakuya opened the door and ducked his head in. Seeing no one in the kitchen, Byakuya entered the room. "It is alright," Byakuya softly said. "There is no one within. Let us retrieve what we came here for and adjourn to my suite."
"Um...Byakuya, you never told us what we are getting from here. Remember?" Ichigo quietly replied.
For some reason, when Byakuya heard the Ichigo's deep, quiet voice it raised the heat in his body and caused the flush on his face to deepen. "Hai, I wish it to be a surprise for when we reach my suite. Just know that we are looking for a bright red cooler from the living world. It should be on one of the counters, but do not turn on any lights, arigato."
"Mi amigo, why do you not wish for light? It will make the job mas facil. Also," Starrk said in a low whisper, "why did we speak so tranquilamente?"
"The household should be asleep by this time and it would be rude in the extreme to wake those who have found slumber already. Also, for some reason, I do not wish to be interrupted this night. I am thoroughly enjoying the company the two of you are providing and do not wish to be inflicted with the companionship of any who might still be in the mood to continue the celebration. I feel the three of us are fine with no others joining in."
Ichigo nodded, distracted from what Byakuya was saying by a sudden spike in his temperature. He shook it off the best he could as Starrk wandered off and began looking around the various counters. Once he was sure he could ignore the burning sensation he was beginning to feel coarsing through his body, Ichigo left his position near the door and began searching the kitchen as well. His search was interrupted shortly after it had started by a soft, triumphant noise coming from Byakuya, who was holding aloft a medium sized, red and white, hard-sided cooler. Grinning at his success, Byakuya waved Starrk and Ichigo over to him. When they arrived, Byakuya thrust the cooler into Starrk's hands, whispering intently, "I need you to carry this. I will lead the way to my suite. You two stay back and if we run into someone, duck out of sight and I will send them off. Understood?" Waiting until he had seen both of the other men nod, Byakuya quickly rummaged through a nearby drawer, grabbing something from it, then swept out of the room like he had had every right to be there, just in case anyone was in the hallway. Once he noticed the way was clear, Byakuya hissed at Starrk and Ichigo, getting their attention and causing them to duck their heads out of the kitchen. When he noticed them peeking their heads out, Byakuya motioned for them to follow.
As they headed down the hallway, Byakuya kept firmly to the lead, waving the other two back whenever he felt they had drawn to near to him. Fortunately, they encountered no one before the three of them were able to enter Byakuya's rooms. After the door had been firmly shut behind Ichigo, who had been the last to enter the rooms, Byakuya held up the items he had grabbed on the way out of the kitchen. Ichigo felt his mouth drop open in shock when he saw Byakuya holding up three spoons. Starrk promptly opened the cooler without waiting for anyone to say anything and reached in, pulling out a pint of ice cream. Ichigo walked over and reached his hand into the cooler and pulled out a pint of his own. Turning it over in his hands, Ichigo read the label.
"Haagen-Dazs? Seriously? This is what Orihime brought Rukia?"
"Rukia informed me that when the two of them met to discuss the wedding cake, Orihime would serve vanilla flavor of this ice cream between samples to allow her palate to cleanse itself from the flavors of the cakes. Once the cake had been decided upon, the two of them would continue to meet and enjoy coffee and ice cream once a week, and also discuss whatever took their fancy."
Ichigo shrugged. However it came about, he now had ice cream to help him cool down. Lifting off the lid, Ichigo dug his spoon into the carton and brought the loaded spoon to his mouth. When the flavor of berries hit his taste buds, it caused Ichigo to roll his eyes upwards in bliss and let out a heavy moan.
"MMMMM! Damn, that's so good!" Ichigo sucked on the spoon until it was completely clean, then quickly re-loaded it, bringing it back to his mouth again.
Byakuya had lifted a carton out of the cooler while he had answered Ichigo, but before he could do more than take off the lid, he found himself distracted by the sight of Ichigo moaning and sucking on the spoon. Byakuya felt his temperature rise yet again and decided that he had to remove his nagajuban. Now just clad in his last layer, the juban, and his hakama, Byakuya allowed himself a spoonful of Haagen-Dazs: all the while, keeping his eyes on Ichigo, who was licking his current spoonful in very evident bliss.
Starrk had quietly taken his lid off as well, and managed to take a bite before becoming very distracted by Ichigo. As he watched Ichigo licking the ice cream off of his spoon, Starrk forgot all about his own spoonful of ice cream as he felt a coil begin to tighten within his lower abdomen and his temperature begin to rise even higher. Glancing over at Byakuya, Starrk noticed that he was taking off another layer of clothing and decided that it was probably a good idea to do so as well. While he was at it, Starrk decided to just take off the last layer, his juban, as well.
Ichigo came back from his berry-ice cream induced bliss when he caught movement from the corner of his eyes. Focusing his attention on the movement, rather than the frozen goodness cooling down his mouth, Ichigo watched, mesmorized by the sight of Starrk and Byakuya removing more layers of clothing. Ichigo's eyes widened and his pupils dilated when Starrk didn't stop at removing one top, but instead removed both, allowing Ichigo a chance to take in the sight of firm pecs with caramel colored nipples, and the tight, rock-hard definition of his abs. As he let his eyes roam over the amazing body, Ichigo absentmindly sucked on his spoon until it was empty, then began running his tongue over and around it.
Starrk felt himself becoming aroused at the sight of Ichigo sucking and licking on his spoon. Trying to distract himself, Starrk scooped up some ice cream, but before he could bring it to his mouth, Ichigo suddenly focused his attention on it.
"Is that chocolate? May I try some?" Ichigo almost purred at Starrk and walked foward two steps, closing the small distance between them.
Holding up the loaded spoon, Starrk couldn't take his eyes off the sight of Ichigo's mouth slowly engulfing the laden spoon. Once the spoon was in his mouth, Ichigo allowed his eyes to close and he moaned around the spoon. Starrk's tall frame shook and his eyes snapped completely open, the scent coming off of Ichigo all evening beginning to overwhelm his senses. In the back of his head, Starrk ignored the vague nagging sensation that he was forgeting something of extreme importance.
While Ichigo was eating off of Starrk's spoon, Byakuya set his ice cream and spoon down, then moved till he was standing behind Ichigo. Byakuya couldn't stop himself from placing his hands on Ichigo's hips once he heard the orangette moan. Leaning foward, Byakuya felt the heat rising off the body in front of him and brought his mouth to Ichigo's ear and quietly spoke.
"You have managed to consume more ice cream than either Starrk or I have, yet I find that you have not cooled down sufficiently, Kurosaki Ichigo. Why don't you allow me to remove some of these troublesome layers for you." With that said, Byakuya reached around Ichigo and untied his nagajuban, removing it before doing the same to his juban. As Byakuya let the fabric fall from his fingers to the floor, Ichigo's head fell back onto Byakuya's shoulder.
Ichigo released the spoon in his mouth with a gasp, as the feeling of Byakuya's fingers occasionally brushing up against his skin felt like liquid fire. Starrk took full advantage of the gasp to bend over and fasten his mouth against Ichigo's, happily allowing his tongue to enter the moist heat and taste the lingering flavor of chocolate mixed with a unique taste that could only belong to Ichigo. Byakuya bent his head around until he had managed to fasten his lips onto Ichigo's neck. Sucking hard until he was assured that there was a mark that would last, Byakuya began nipping at the smooth neck, moaning as the taste of Ichigo filled his mouth. Byakuya was beginning to feel slightly disorientated as the intensity of Ichigo's fragrance rose and wrapped around him. The scent filled the room and was making Byakuya and Starrk lose control. No one noticed when the ice cream pints dropped out of Starrk's or Ichigo's hands, falling with a small thud onto Byakuya's floor.
Moving his hand until it could slide gently up Ichigo's spine from where it had rested on his hip, Byakuya fisted his hand around Ichigo's braided hair and used it to his advantage; turning Ichigo's face to his own, breaking the kiss between Starrk and Ichigo. Mashing his lips against Ichigo's, Byakuya sucked the orangette's bottom lip into his mouth, licking and nibbling on it. When he finally released Ichigo's lip and lifted his head away, Byakuya was extremely pleased to see hazy, unfocused eyes, swollen, kissed-bruised lips, and a bright blush sweeping across the bridge of Ichigo's nose and coloring his high cheekbones. Starrk, meanwhile, had fastened his mouth on the other side of Ichigo's neck and was busy making his own mark on the opposite side from Byakuya's. Lifting his head and panting heavily, Starrk made eye contact with Byakuya. Coming to a wordless agreement, Starrk lifted Ichigo into his arms and followed immediately behind Byakuya as he led the way through his rooms until they arrived at the bedroom.
When the three men entered the room, Starrk continued on until he was standing beside the bed, before kneeling on it and laying Ichigo down on top of the red silk bedspread. Byakuya had paused at the door, ensuring that it was completely shut and locking it behind them. When he was finished at the door, Byakuya moved over to the bed and joined the two already on it, ignoring the sight of Starrk ravishing Ichigo's mouth with his own. Kneeling on the other side of Ichigo, Byakuya removed his juban before allowing himself the pleasure of visually feasting on the sight before him. Byakuya felt himself harden at the sight of Ichigo: his lightly glistening chest rising and falling rapidly as he took panting, shallow breaths, the full body flush he was sporting, his taut pink nipples, his obvious arousal as testified by the tent in his hakama. And there was the way Ichigo smelled...Byakuya felt the aroma teasing his very being, drugging him with pleasure.
Starrk shot up with a gasp as Ichigo's reiatsu suddenly flaired. Starrk then groaned in need as he felt it wrap around his skin, before reaching deep within him to the core of his being. Starrk's eyes began glowing blue as he raised his own power in response.
Byakuya couldn't stop his head from lolling back at the feel of Ichigo's reiatsu caressing him. It felt like Ichigo had reached into the deepest parts of him, and injected himself into everything that made up Byakuya.
Starrk and Byakuya suddenly came back to themselves, at the same time, with a shudder. Exchanging another wordless look, Starrk removed the last of Ichigo's clothing before hastily stripping off his own. Byakuya stumbled from the bed, removing his remaining clothes as he made his way over to his dresser. Reaching it, Byakuya lifted the dish of massage oil he kept there for those times when he needed a servent to help relieve muscle tension.. Hastening back to the bed, Byakuya was greeted by the sight of Starrk running his hands over Ichigo's chest, pinching and rolling Ichigo's nipples between his long, slender fingers. Carefully setting the oil down on the floor beside the bed, Byakuya spoke for the first time since they arrived in the bedroom.
"How shall we do this?" Byakuya focused on Starrk, trying rather desperately to ignore the mewls and moans issuing from Ichigo's mouth as he twisted his body under Starrk's attentions.
Starrk lifted his head to look at Byakuya, but never allowed his fingers to cease in their toying and wandering. "This is rather an enigma, mi amigo. Nuestra vida, nuestra amor, seems to be in heat. But it is demasiado temprano, too soon. He should not be old enough; yet, here he is, panting and moaning so beautifully beneath me. I must also confess that I feel that I am entering rut. I am aware that I have not yet had the chance to instruir you fully about mating, thinking that we would have a few years yet. You need some information but perdoname, forgive me, it will be minimal and quick. We will both take him at the same time, since we have decided to share him as mates. When you climax, bite his neck until it bleeds and push your reiryoku into the wound, sealing it within. I will do the same. Since there is no way for him to bite the both of us at the same time in the traditional place, we shall each place a finger in his mouth for his reciprocal mating mark. To warn," Starrk stopped speaking as Ichigo suddenly sat up and wrapped one hand around Starrk's sizable erection and the other around Byakuya's heated length. Ichigo's eyes blazed gold as he stroked his hands over the erections encased within his fists. When his hands reached the top, Ichigo then used his thumbs to caress the heads, briefly digging his nail into the slit on each member and collecting a miniscule amount of pre-cum. Releasing his hold, Ichigo brought his thumbs up to his mouth and sucked on them, digging his teeth under the nails and trying to wring every last taste of the other two males off of them.
At that sight, Byakuya wasted no time in reaching behind him and bringing up the oil dish. Holding it over to Starrk, Byakuya watched the other man dip both his hands into the oil. Byakuya was only able to dip one hand in the bowl and used the other to set the dish down on the floor again. Byakuya used his one oiled hand to slowly stroke his throbbing member, thoroughly coating it in the oil.
Starrk meanwhile had allowed one oiled hand to find Ichigo's entrance and was teasing it gently with one finger. As Starrk gently pressed against Ichigo's puckered entrance with his finger, he could feel a warm liquid seep out of Ichigo's orifice. Starrk knew that was because Ichigo was a Beta in heat and his body would be producing a natural lubrication, as well as increasing his pliability, to assist him in being mounted. Starrk, however, was determined to hold against the need he felt burning throughout his body and take the time to properly stretch Ichigo's virgin orifice and coat it with the oil, since Ichigo would be taking two Alphas at once. Starrk absolutely detested the thought of Ichigo's introduction to mating being traumatizing for the younger man. As he pressed his finger into the tight heat, Starrk still couldn't place the vague mental nagging that came to him whenever he got an especially deep wif of Ichigo's scent. Starrk shook off the feeling and concentrated on Ichigo instead. Once he focused again, Starrk was able to notice that Byakuya was running his oiled fingers gently over Ichigo's cock, distracting him from what Starrk was doing. Starrk gently pressed another finger into Ichigo's body, drawing a light hiss from him until Byakuya firmly fisted Ichigo's erection, pumping it as Starrk began to scissor his fingers, stretching Ichigo's entrance more.
Byakuya continued with gentle, light motions on Ichigo's cock, occasionally leaning down to capture the other's mouth with his own or to suckle on a pebbled, pink nipple as Starrk introduced a third and then a fourth finger. When the third finger had been introduced, Starrk began searching for Ichigo's prostate, knowing the pleasure it would bring Ichigo was going to be needed as a distraction as Starrk introduced still more fingers in an effort to stretch Ichigo enough to accomodate both himself and Byakuya. Once Starrk heard Ichigo's loud wail, he knew he had found the little pleasure button, and made sure to rub against it or press directly on it everytime his fingers entered and scissored. By the time Starrk had managed to press his thumb against his other fingers and began to push his fist gently into Ichigo's body, Starrk knew he wasn't going to be able to hold out any longer. His temperature had risen to the point where it felt like he was burning alive. Starrk knew Ichigo wasn't in much better condition as he keened and wailed, thrusting back onto the fingers, trying to force them deeper into his body before pumping his hips upwards causing his erection to slide into Byakuya's warm hand. The only words the other two men were able to make out at this point involved pleas and burning.
"It's time. Now." Starrk growled and grabbed Ichigo's waist, lifting the writhing orangette into the air and pressing his front to Starrk's chest, making sure that Ichigo's legs were wrapped around his body and out of the way. Starrk could feel Ichigo's entrance clenching and opening against the tip of his erection after he manuevered Ichigo into position. Byakuya moved into place behind Ichigo, kneeling with his chest pressed tightly into the other's back and grabbing his own erection in his oiled hand, preparing to guide it into Ichigo's body. Unknown to Byakuya, and unnoticed by Starrk, the nobleman's eyes began to glow white as his reiatsu began to rise and tangle with that of Ichigo.
Starrk wrapped a hand around his throbbing length, using this chance to thouroughly coat it in oil, before moving his hips and carefully pushing the head of his cock through the ring of muscles guarding the entrance to Ichigo's body. Broaching Ichigo's body, Starrk controlled himself enough so he didn't just thrust his length all the way to the hilt in one go. As he slowly and carefully entered the lithe body that was panting, writhing, and mewling on his lap, Starrk was fully aware of Byakuya's erection rubbing against his own as the nobleman also entered Ichigo's prepared orifice. Finally managing to sheathe almost all twelve inches of his throbbing, pulsating length deeply into Ichigo, Starrk paused for a moment, waiting, as he felt Byakuya's slightly smaller length still sliding against his own, into the tight, moist heat that was caressing and molding itself around the two invaders.
Byakuya stopped moving very shortly after Starrk. As they paused for a moment to collect their breath and re-gather their scattered thoughts, Byakuya and Starrk were ripped from their dazed state by Ichigo.
Ichigo had been lost in a haze of pleasure from the moment Starrk claimed his lips in the other room, never noticing anything that happened afterwards. Until Starrk had entered his body and began stretching him, Ichigo was unaware of anything else other than the facts that he felt like he was both burning alive, and also that he felt stangely empty and needed something that he couldn't identify. When he felt that first finger entering his body, Ichigo realised that it was almost what his body was looking for. But he needed so much more. As other fingers entered him, Ichigo couldn't focus on what was happening with the invading fingers because everytime he tried to, someone would gently ghost slick fingers over and around his aching erection. Or the person would claim his lips for a deep, intense kiss; battling his tongue for dominance. Or that same person would lap and suck at one nipple, while twisting the other one in devious fingers. Ichigo could only mewl and whine, panting and longing for the tortorous pleasure to end. When the fingers were removed from within him, Ichigo was left feeling a burning disappointment that quickly left him as he was lifted upright and felt something much larger than fingers begin to broach his painfully empty body. Ichigo couldn't help the feeling that something was still missing even as he felt himself begin to fill: however, once the second intruder entered his body, Ichigo keened in pure bliss. This was what was missing. Ichigo gasped and opened his glowing, golden eyes, staring deeply into the glowing, blue eyes before him. Placing his hands on the shoulders of the other person, Ichigo raised himself up slightly, then let himself slide back down, impaling himself further onto the objects that made him feel so full and complete.
Starrk and Byakuya let out a matching, heartfelt groan at the feeling of Ichigo sliding down onto them, before they each reached out and grabbed Ichigo. Starrk wrapped his large hands and long fingers around his hips, while Byakuya found himself holding Ichigo firmly around his waist, his elegant fingers clutching at the smooth, soft skin under his fingers. As if they shared one mind, Byakuya and Starrk lifted Ichigo and controlled his body as they began thrusting within. The two males quickly fell into a rhythm that allowed them to thrust hard and deep into the panting, moaning, wailing mess that was Ichigo. When Ichigo was lifted, Starrk would pull him slightly foward, then he would lift up his hips and slam his erection in all the way to the hilt, before withdrawing almost completely. As Ichigo was brought back down, Byakuya would pull Ichigo back toward him. Byakuya's cock would slide past Starrk's as he raised his own hips, allowing him to impale Ichigo on the full length of his erection, stopping only when he felt his balls slap against Ichigo's skin. Then the process would begin again, rocking Ichigo in a circle between Starrk and Byakuya.
As time passed, the pace began to increase. Soon all three men were panting harshly, finding it hard to catch their breath between the harsh exercise and the room filling with crushing pressure from the overwhelming reiatsu being released by all three men.
Byakuya could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching, and managed to gasp out something to that effect to Starrk. Starrk grunted in reply before speaking.
"Myself as well. Remember to bite hard and seal it, leaving your rieryoku deep in him. Place your dedo, your finger, inside his mouth now."
Starrk reached up and placed his right forefinger, all the way down to the last knuckle, into Ichigo's mouth. Byakuya reached up and around, placing his left forefinger all the way into the wet heat of Ichigo's mouth.
Ichigo moaned around the didgets now firmly entrenched in his mouth, sucking harshly on them as he felt himself racing towards something. Suddenly Ichigo felt a coil deep within his body snap, causing him to bite down hard on the fingers in his mouth as the feeling of white hot, burning pleasure tore though his body. As soon as the taste of blood hit his tongue, Ichigo felt his instincts telling him that he needed to mark the bite, to claim what was his, and no one else's. Ichigo pushed his rieryoku deep into the wounds, before sealing them shut and slumping over in exhuastion, only the hands around his midsection holding him upright.
When Starrk and Byakuya felt Ichigo tighten around their erections while, at the same time, biting their fingers and marking them with his reiryoku deep in their being, it triggered their orgasms as well. Both men thrust deep into Ichigo at the same time, biting on opposite sides of Ichigo's neck. Byakuya felt his seed pulse and spurt out of him, coating the insides of the orange-haired Visored, while at the same time Byakuya bit hard on the left side of his neck and pushed his reiryoku into the bleeding bite mark.
Starrk gave a deep grunt as he thrust home. He could feel his knot forming and forced it deep within the Ichigo's body to prevent any of his now gushing seed from spilling back out. Seeing the junction of Ichigo's neck and shoulder before him, Starrk bit hard and fast, sealing the wound with a burst of his reiryoku. Breaking away from Ichigo's neck and tilting his head back a bit, Starrk was pleased to note that the teeth marks left behind now glowed faintly blue. Looking on the other side of Ichigo's neck, Starrk was unsurprised to notice Byakuya's bite mark glowing white. Removing his finger from Ichigo's mouth, Starrk admired the sight of Ichigo's mark on his finger. It was glowing black with red swirling all through it.
"Starrk," Byakuya said looking slightly pained. "I am experiencing some rather acute...discomfort...in a rather sensitive place and seem to be unable to...withdraw...from Ichigo. Would you be so kind as to explain this phenomenom to me."
"Pardon, that is what I was trying to advertir, to warn you, about before neustro vida, neustra alma moved, distracting me. An Alpha arrancar in rut will knot within their mate. It will release momentarily," Starrk rumbled out his answer. He was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to collapse on the bed and slumber with his new mate and fellow Alpha.
Trying to make the best of it, Byakuya reached up and undid Ichigo's braid, taking his time to free the long, sunset colored hair of the sleeping Visored.
"How did this happen? You had said Ichigo was not expected to mature until he was 25 years of age," Byakuya quietly asked, not wanting to wake Ichigo, as his hands gently ran through the now-free hair trying to untangle it.
"Ah, mi amigo, I have not one idea," Starrk said and gently pulled himself out of Ichigo's body. Byakuya gave a pleased sigh and finally slid out as well. Reaching down and gently moving his fingers over the stretched entrance, Starrk was pleased to note the lack of bood on them as he brought them up for an inspection. "We should discuss this more in the morning. It is extremely late and all are tired. Sleep would be a good idea and allow us to approach this with clear mente on the morrow."
Byakuya nodded at Starrk in agreement. Rising from the bed, Byakuya lifted Ichigo up, allowing Starrk to turn down the comforter, blankets, and sheets. Placing Ichigo in the middle of the large bed, Byakuya lay down on one side of the orangette, letting Starrk take the other. Before giving himself completely over to slumber, Byakuya drew the covers up and over the three of them. Turning on his side, Byakuya moved an arm until it was wrapped around Ichigo's waist, noting in passing that Starrk had an arm around Ichigo as well, before finally giving in to his overpowering need to sleep.
Starrk moved his shoulder slightly after laying down, shifting Ichigo until he was more comfortable with the placement of Ichigo's head on it. Completely ignoring the feeling of Byakuya's arm brushing up against him, Starrk finally spent a moment on the niggling thoughts that had been bothering him all evening.
'Still not able to figure out what it is that I am trying to tell myself. Hopefully it will be clear in the morning after a sound night of sleep.'
And with that last thought, Starrk finally allowed himself to fall into blissful slumber, knowing that when all awoke, there would be many questions to answer.

Such a sacrilege to waste Haagen-Dazs. On the other hand...hot smexiness. Decisions, decisions.
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