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Tales of a Broken Society	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Date Night plans
Fandom: Bleach
Pairings: Ikkaku/Ichigo
Word Count: 1,355
Requested by: AxelCalamity
AN: Meh, I was hoping to have “Cuffs” first chapter out for you this week, but it didn’t work out, so you get this cuteness. :3
Moon Shadow: I have your request down and I'm glad you like my stuff. :3
Moonlight Vampiress: I'm glad you love my stuff and I have you down for the Jyuu/Yumi, and the Maryui/Hana, which will take a bit of working. I don't think I could pair him with Urahara personally, as much as the pairing interests me. And...the things he wears will not be making an appearance in the story due to its setting, just as a warning. :3
shadowkittae: Hmm, it was the first part with the second part being the Starrk/Ichigo. I'm glad you enjoyed it though. *beams*
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“So, Ichi, why don't we go out later this week?” Ichigo looked up from his text book and gazed at his bald headed lover. It had been nearly 2 years after the Halloween that Ichigo had told his lover about Jack and his lantern and they had been dating ever since that night. The red head had been pounced after all the little trick or treaters had tapered off and the lights had been turned off for the night.
After Ikkaku had made sure that they were both rather limp and sated, he had asked the younger man out, making Ichigo blink at him in surprise. Ichigo had agreed to go out with him, finding that the sake loving man did know how to treat a person. A movie that he had been wanting to see had been followed by an early afternoon picnic that Ikkaku had bought from Ichigos favored restaurant. After that, they had walked around downtown, the red head showing his date the various shops he liked to go to when he did shop. Ice cream had been consumed as Ikkaku had escorted him home.
They had ended up having sex for the rest of the afternoon and most of the evening, followed by the two sitting in the living room, watching a movie.
“Do what now?” Ichigo asked, turning away from his desk and looking at the other man with a slight smile as he pulled off his reading glasses. Ikkaku sent him a heated look, loving the “smart look” on his red head.
“Go out. You’re dealing with mid-terms right? Well, after next week, we’ll have a bit of time before you have to deal with finals. Since you study most of the time, I figure we treat ourselves to a nice day out just to relax and the such,” Ikkkaku drawled, watching Ichigo put his glasses on top of his text book and standing. Walking over, the sweet red head reminded the bald man why he was so damn glad that he and Ichigo had gotten a small place together when he climbed into his lap.
“That sounds rather romantic. Better hope no one hears that you romance me,” he teased, getting a snicker from his lover as the man rested large hands on his hips.
“Only you and only because we both work so damn hard to keep the world spinning,” Ikkaku growled as Ichigo wrapped his arms around his neck. “That and you’re working so hard to bring new information to Soul Society and getting your history and teaching degree.”
“I just want to make sure that they have the needed tools to work and blend here. Since most Shinigami haven’t seen the human world since their death, it will only help them,” Ichigo hummed, one hand sliding over the bald head of his mate, teasing a few spots. He could feel Ikkaku harden under his ass and anticipated what was going to happen next. They had fucked a mere hour ago, but they were always up for more, especially after a good hollow hunt. It seemed to get their blood pumping; but just being around each other was excuse enough to indulge in each other.
“And they sing your praises and will continue to do so,” Ikkaku said, rolling his hips upwards as Ichigo pressed down, drawing low moans from the both of them. Large hands slid up lightly muscled sights, feeling them bunch and stretch as his lap candy pulled hiss shirt off, tossing it aside. Following the red heads example, Ikkaku pulled his lover close after tossing his own shirt to the side and stole a long kiss as their fingers and palms found well memorized spots. Their hips rolled and rocked together, lengths hard and pressing against their jeans.
“We’re wearing to many clothes and we need lube,” Ichigo panted as they pulled apart, lips glistening with their saliva. Licking his lips, the lean Shinigami slid off of Ikkakus lap and tweaked at his jean button, slowly getting his pants off. Watching the younger man undo his bottom and unzip the zipper, he quickly hunted down the bottle of lube they kept in the living room. Tossing it onto the couch, the large Shinigami pulled Ichigo close after he had slid his pants down and off. Dipping his head, the two once more lost themselves to a deep, long kiss, hands again stroking over soft skin and strong muscle.
Growling into the kiss as a lean fingered hand curled around the prick and stroked it slowly, teasing the bald man, Ikkaku thrust into the hand. Pulling away, he rubbed his thumb over the puffed up lips, lust and smugness shining in his eyes.
“Bend over the couch for me there, sweet thing,” Ikkaku purred, sliding his hand down to squeeze his lovers ass. Ichigo moaned, eyes going half lidded as he pressed back into the hand and returned the squeeze, using his hand around the cock. Letting go, the red head moved away from the bigger body and did just what his lover had asked, bending over and leaning against the back of the couch, one foot coming up to rest on the edge of it. Ikkaku growled happily, stroking himself as he once more gathered the bottle from the couch.
Popping it open, he slicked his fingers as Ichigo moved his body, leaning even more over the couch, ass presented perfectly for what was about to happen. Coating his cock, the broad Shinigami reached out and spread his lovers cheeks, bringing his other hand up to stroke a finger over the ring of muscles there, feeling it relax, he slipped two fingers knuckle deep into Ichigo, crooking them and getting a low guttural moan.
“Still open,” Ikkaku smirked, eyes watching the way the muscles sucked at his fingers.
“Just got fucked two hours ago,” Ichigo groaned, eyes closed and head tossed back. Smirking, Ikkaku pulled his fingers out and pressed into the tight body with one slow thrust. Gasping, the red head grasped the couch and pressed back into the thrust, feeling the burning stretch and loving it. Pausing, the bigger man smirked and waited for the pleading whine that he got, before he started to move, sliding in and out of the lithe body, hands holding lean hips and pulling them back to meet each thrust.
The sound of skin slapping on skin filled the air along with the heavy grunts and breathy groans escaping from both men. Ichigo clawed at the couch back as he hung his head, a flush settling over his cheeks and spread over the rest of his body.
His length leaked heavily as it bounced with each thrust as his climax slowly curled and tightened in his loins. Ikkaku leant over him, his chest sliding against Ichigos back as he continued to push and pull, taking his lover with all of the passion that had held through out their relationship.
“Come on, Ichi, I wanna feel you come around me,” Ikkaku growled in one ear as he rolled his hips at the end of each thrust as he slid one hand down, stroking in counter point to his movements. Ichigo moaned as he shuddered harshly, moving into his mates hips. Keening long and low, the red head shoved back hard one last time as he tightened and came, spilling over Ikkakus hand and the couch cushions. Ikkaku growled loudly as he slid in and out a few more times before he to came, pressing completely in.
Gasping and panting, the two me pulled apart and collapsed on the couch, Ichigo laying on Ikkaku and wrinkling his nose at the feeling of come slipping out of him again.
“Man, I just took a shower to,” Ichigo huffed after they had caught their breaths.
“We’ll take one together and then I’ll order dinner while you finish your homework,” Ikkaku hummed, stroking his hands over the young man, soothing both of them.
“Sounds like a nice night in,” Ichigo said, smirking slightly. “So romantic.”
“Don’t let anyone know that, sweet thing.”
“No worries. I like having you to myself.”
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