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Title: He’s an Idiot 1
Fandom: Bleach
Arc: 1
Part: 2
Pairings: Yumichika/Hanatoru this chapter
Word count: 1,957
AN: Eh, part two of this story. Enjoy, really. :)
Almost forgot to post this I’m that tired. *blushes*
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“Yumichika-san,” Hanatoru whimpered when the other pulled away from the kiss. His lips were full and swollen, cheeks flushed as the other shinigami stroked along one lean thigh.
“Hanatoru-san,” Yumichika purred, violet eyes dark with lust that sent heat flashing through Hanatoru’s body. His length twitched in his boxer briefs as the hand on his thigh slid even further up his leg, caressing where his leg met ass.
“More,” Hanatoru sighed, mind finally settling on a decision. It had been a very long time since he had felt such arousal, Ganju having never inspired it in him, and he wanted more of it. If Yumichika was willing to give it to him, he would be greedy for a bit and take all he could.
“Gladly,” Yumichika growled, hands reaching down to hitch thin legs up and around his waist before tumbling them onto the bed. “Tell me about your lovers and what they did for you, sweet healer,” he breathed into one ear as Hanatoru panted under him.
“Why?” the smaller male asked as Yumichika sat up. One leg was still kneeling on the bed, the other straight and helping him to stand as he smirked down at the rumpled Hana. His night shirt was hitched up around his hips while his legs were resting around the beautiful male’s waist.
“I need to know so I don’t scare you away with what I plan on doing to you,” Yumichika stated, eyes watching as his hand caressed smooth skin, pushing the boxer shorts farther up, enjoying the hard length that was outlined by them. Tilting his head, he smirked at the tiny frog sitting on a lily tattoo on his new play mate’s inner thigh.
“I’ve only had one lover who was…knowledgeable about sex,” Hanatoru hummed, purring at the slow stroke over his tattoo. “The other three were more missionary position, if anything. Oh, do keep doing that,” he mewled rubbing against the bed as Yumi continued to tease the piece of sensitive skin.
“Ah, at the very least you’ll know that what I plan on doing is nothing more than pleasurable,” Yumichika chuckled as he slid his hands up the lean hips before hooking his fingers in the waist band and drawing the boxer shorts down before tossing them aside. Humming, he cupped the slim cock, thumb rolling over the tip and getting a strangled sound of pleasure. Hanatoru’s length was like the rest of him: Lean, compact, perfectly built for the young healer. Bringing his thumb to his mouth, the 5^th seat tasted his lover, moaning at the sweetness.
“Yumichika-san,” Hanatoru protested, feeling a bit shy under the predatory gaze of the older shinigami.
“Has none of your lovers looked at you with lust? The need to fuck you into a pile of goo?” Yumichika asked. Hanatoru shook his head, lifting his arms to allow the other man to pull off his shirt, tossing it aside. Leaning down again, he drew the healer into a new kiss as his hands worked to move the lean body to sprawl out completely for his exploration.
Pulling away from the kiss once he had stolen Hanatoru’s breath, Yumichika licked his lips before going lower to tease and taste the long neck before him. Hanatoru writhed and moaned, hands coming up to cling to Yumichika’s shoulders as he pressed up into the touches, licks, nicks and nibbles. He was finding himself losing his senses to the wave of heat and pleasure that the other male was awakening in him.
Gasping as Yumichika scraped his teeth over his collarbone, finding a spot that made goosebumps break out over his skin, and dragged his nails down the strong arms. Yumichika growled lowly into the skin he had been raising a hickey on and grabbed onto the thin hands before planting them over Hanatoru’s head.
“If you do that, I may just forget all about my plans and make you scream good and loud,” Yumichika warned with an under laying growl of lust. Hanatoru shuddered hard under him and bit his bottom lip as his eyes widened at the thought.
“Maybe later,” he finally breathed. Yumichika leered at him before once more lowering his head and continuing to run his mouth, teeth and tongue over the sweet skin.
Finding a nipple, he teased it until it was throbbing and hard before switching to the other. Hanatoru was making sweet noises that teased his very senses and made him throb in his jeans. He pulled away from the nipple and yanked off his own shirt, tossing it to the side.
Hanatoru blearily mused that Yumichika looked good flushed and mussed, predator oozing off of him. Shuddering he moaned as the others body once more laid over his and they started to kiss once more, lips dancing and tongue sliding together. The beauty obsessed man mused that if his companions past lovers had done nothing else they had taught him to kiss, stealing his breath away.
Breaking the kiss again, Yumichika sat upon his knees and looked around with a slight frown. “We need something slick”, voice rumbling and thick with lust.
“You can find some in my duffel bag. The blue jar,” Hanatoru panted. Yumichika hadn’t stopped touching him, his hands working their way over soft skin, finding faded scars that spoke of street living. He paid those spots particular attention, loving the little wiggles and breathy mewls from his lover. Yanking the nearly empty duffel bag closer, he dug around in one pocket, finding four jars, all in different colors, before pulling out the blue one.
Shoving the bag off of the bed, he was able to open the jar with one hand, his other teasing between Hanatoru’s legs. “You’re so gorgeous,” he purred, Hanatoru keening as Yumichika played with the ring of muscles he found. “I wonder, if I flipped you over, would your hole wink at me, all pink and adorable?” he asked, replacing his dry hand with his wet hand. The young healer mewled and arched up, a rich moan escaping as a finger slipped into his body.
“So dirty,” Hanatoru gasped, unsure if he should feel aroused by the words or disgusted. The finger dragged out of his body before slamming back in and hitting his sweet spot, another strangled sound of pleasure escaping him as his body twitched.
“Not dirty, my dear Hanatoru-kun, just the truth,” Yumichika chuckled. Pulling his finger out of the grasping body, he leered down at Hanatoru, doe eyes widening up at him, before flipping the small body over so that he came to rest on his stomach. “Stay lying flat,” he cooed, pressing lightly on the slim back with his dry hand. His finger slid back into the willing body, bringing with it a second finger. His lips pressed against the small, well shaped shoulder and his fingers pumped in and out of the sucking entrance.
Scissoring them, he smirked against the sweet back as the lean hips started to press back into them. Drawing his teeth down the spine before him, Yumichika growled into one hear, “I want to hear your sounds.” Getting Hanatoru to turn his face so he could hear the sounds without any interference, he slipped a third finger into the grasping heat, spreading them gently. The young healer gasped lowly, hips trying to thrust upwards, the other man's weight keeping him pressed onto the bed.
“Please, more,” Hanatoru whimpered. Yumichika placed a light kiss to the skin behind the younger male’s ear as he reached out to grab a pillow. Flipping his lover over, he shoved the pillow under the lean hips, he pulled out his fingers and slicked his own length before settling the tip against the stretched entrance.
“Ready?” he asked, just barely pressing against the muscle, getting a soft, needy sound from Hanatoru.
“Yes, please, now,” Hanatoru whined, pressing back into the feeling, the teasing touch that sent heat through him. Yumichika hooked one leg up towards his lover’s chest before pressing forward into the tight heat that opened under the pressure. The healer mewled as he was stretched and opened, feeling the burn even as the other man finally bottomed out, balls brushing the sweet ass. “Yumi…”
“Ah, such a pretty sound,” Yumichika moaned, rolling his hips so that his cock shifted, massaging Hanatoru’s inner muscles.
Hanatoru mewled and arched, tightening around the length lodged within him, his free leg pulling up even more. “Move, please,” he panted, needing the friction and not getting it.
Yumichika smirked and pulled out before slamming forward hard enough to make Hanatoru arch upwards, lifting up and off the bed with a strangled moan. Smirking, he settled into a solid position and started to really fuck his lover, knowing that the healers past lovers had never really gotten down and dirty with him. With every plunging thrust, skin slapped skin, the slick sounds of their bodies coming together was obscene as Hanatoru moaned wantonly as he took every thrust.
Pulling out, the smaller man crying out in disappointment, Yumi flipped the slim body over once more and shoved back in as he draped himself over the bowing back. Hissing, he marveled at the heat that gripped him like a glove and started to move once more, Hanatoru shoving his hips back into Yumichika’s hips to take him deeper into his body.
Hanatoru’s mind was filled with pleasure, amazed at how good it felt to just fuck, to have sex for the sake of the pleasure of it and not to connect. It had been so long since it had felt so consuming, drowning him as he was set on fire. The driving thrusts rocking his body forward, filling him with a cock that felt so long that it amazed him that it could fit.
He gasped when Yumichika pulled up so that he was bouncing on the length within him, making it feel as if it was reaching deeper. Resting his hands on the arms around his waist, he gasped and moaned with each movement, head tilting back and lips claiming in a kiss. Hanatoru shuddered and screamed when a long fingered hand found his heavily leaking length and stroked in time with the thrusts into his body.
“That’s it beautiful, come for me. Fall over that edge,” Yumichika growled as he gave a sharp thrust up into the tensing body, hitting the healers abused prostate. The scream of his name that was combined with the tightening of the muscles around his length and wet slickness on his hand, set off his own climax into the grasping body.
Panting, they fell forward onto the bed still intimately connected, trying to gather their wits and to calm their beating hearts back down.
“Fuck,” Yumichika moaned as he slowly pushed his body up. Gingerly pulling out with a wet pop, Hanatoru’s cheeks darkening with a blush, he flipped him over and lay back on the bed, holding the healer close. “Oh, is he ever an idiot for letting you go,” he said smugly. “Let me tell you that sex has never been that good outside of Ikkaku.”
“It’s been so long since I ever felt so good, and even then it never quite felt this good,” Hanatoru sighed, dazed from his climax. “I think though, that I’m going to be amazingly sore.”
“I’ll take care of you later. For now, get some sleep,” Yumichika said, smiling when Hanatoru sighed and fell asleep easily in his arms. “Now, I just have to get Ikkaku to taste you and you are all ours and that Ganju guy can take a flying leap,” he cooed
Hanatoru just hummed in his sleep and cuddled closer to the warm body so close to his own.
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