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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: Getting the Oblivious One
Fandom: Bleach
Story: 6
Connected stories: N/A
Characters/Pairings: Urahara/Ichigo
Word Count: 1566
Requested by: Anon
Warnings:
Reposted: July 30, 2017
AN: What do I say about this? Not a lot. Just some smut and we can ALL tell how much better I got with my writing.

Remember, I am going through the past chapters and stories of this collection and reposting them as I go along. Thank you for reading.

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He's absolutely gorgeous, the way he moves around gathering up his school bag and his pens and paper. He was scowling slightly, having come back from soul society for another strategy meeting. It made him handsome, but I knew what he looked like when he was sleeping, his face soft and content. I also knew what he looked like when he smiled. He didn't know that, nor did he need to know.

One face that I've never seen was him feeling pleasure, but I was going to change that right now. I snapped my fan closed and slide up behind him, watching as he straightened and went tense. Smirking I waited for him to turn around. The moment he did, I pressed him against the wall, our bodies pressing together. I get a shocked gasp and a shudder in return.

“What are you doing, pervert?” he asks, scowling at me, his hair quivering slightly as his body readies itself in the instinctive flight or fight mode. I smirk and lean down, my lips barely brushing his, forcing our bodies into more contact.

“Getting what I want, Ichi,” I purr against his lips before capturing them in a soft kiss, one that made him gasp oh so nicely for me. Smirking even more, I slowly deepen the kiss, feeling the urge to do a happy dance once he started to respond to the kiss. I bring my hands up to his hips and pull him closer, grinding into him slightly. That dragged out a delicious moan from between swollen lips that I had let go of without wanting to.

Smirking, I scoop him up and take him into my room, ignoring the squeaks that he was making, his arms coming around my neck.

“What are you doing now?” he hisses as we pass by Renji who was staring wide eyed at us, a pockey stick in his mouth.

“Taking you to bed,” I say, smirking at him as I close the door behind us. “I'm sure that you're too tired to go all the way home. You should stay here.” And with those words, I dump him onto my western style bed, the dark mint green sheets perfect for his looks. Smirking, I pin him to the bed and kiss him senseless again.

It doesn't take him long to respond to the kiss and start to participate again. Of course it helps that I'm rubbing up against him in all the right places. I can feel him get harder and I have the sudden urge to be in his tight heat right that moment.

It didn't help that he had wrapped his legs around my waist and was meeting each thrust of my hips with one of his own. I groan softly, glad that I was right that once I got him in bed and aroused, he would be a willing participate and a wild cat.

Pulling away from the kiss, I look down at the panting male, taking in the kiss swollen lips, the blush of arousal and the dark, hooded eyes that stared up at me with lust in them. Smirking, I start to remove Ichigos clothing, starting with the shirt. I stop for a moment to gently drag my hands over the slightly defined muscles and the dusky nipples that I would soon be tormenting with my hands. I smirk even more at the hitching moan and the arched back.

Finally finishing with the removal of his shirt, I quickly remove his pants, socks and rather small and tight boxers. I had always wondered what he wore under those tight pants of his. Apparently boxers that were like a second skin that I quickly tore accidentally. I got growled at for that move, but it quickly turned into a moan of pleasure as I stroked my hands down his chest, hips and thighs.

Smirking softly, I lean forward and steal a quick kiss before standing back up and removing my own clothes under the blushing man's gaze. I watch as his eyes widen as his eyes look in my prick. I can only hope that he was awed by the size of my cock, but he looked a bit scared, if by the fright I see in his eyes is anything to go by. Stroking myself a few times brought it to full size and his eyes widened even more.

Not giving him a chance to do to freak out, I lay over him again and distract him with gentle kisses and long, lingering touches. He is soon pliant under me, allowing me to explore his neck with my lips. Loving the sounds and pants that feel from his lips, I set about covering every inch of it with nips, licks and sucks that raised such pretty hickies, marking him as mine.

I eventually work my way down to one of those dusky nipples and works on that one before working on the other, making them both hard, blushing red and sensitive to even the slightest of touches. His hands were buried in my hair, clenching just enough to tell me that he was trying hard to be careful even in his passion.

Working my way over his body, I tease him to the point of climax, but deny it by stopping, letting him catch his breath. I wanted him to be breathless with want so that preparing him would be easier for me to do. I didn't want to cause him any un-necessary pain.

Finally, I had him right where I wanted him, blushing, panting and begging for more. So I give it to him slowly. I lean over his beautiful cock, which has become a dusky rose color with his arousal and want. It's not to long, or to wide, but just right for him. I lean closer as one hand slides to the tube that I had placed aside earlier while I had been exploring his body. Popping it open, I slick my fingers as I slide the head of his cock into my mouth.

Humming softly at the salty sweet taste that meets me, I take one finger and slide it straight into him. He just murmurs softly and presses back onto the finger before arching into my mouth. I slide down a bit more and start to shallowly bob my head, my finger working in an out of the tightness that surrounded it.

I moaned softly as I imagine that tightness around my hardness that throbbed in time with my heartbeat. Sliding down a bit more, I slide a second finger into him and twist and spread them as I start to once more bob my head up and down over him. It's not to long before I'm sliding a third finger and then a fourth just to be on the safe side, my head never stopping its movements.

The entire time, he's moaning so sweetly for me. I want to hear more of those sounds as I slide deep into him. With that thought, I pull my fingers out and then slide up his body, my length lined up with his now stretched entrance. Smirking, I lean down and kiss him deeply as I slowly slide into Ichigo, making sure not to hurt him.

His suitors would destroy me, instead of beating me for stealing him from them all, if I hurt him. So I slide into his heat, groaning, softly whispering how it felt to be in him, surrounded by his heat and tightness. I received more hitching moans of pleasure and his legs wrapping around my waist, letting me slide deeper into him. A few torturous moments later, I'm buried balls deep in him and panting softly as I wait for him to adjust to the intrusion.

“Ura...har...a,” he moans softly, arching up when he was ready for more. I take the invitation to move and start to move in and out of him, pushing deep and hitting his sweet spot, making him yell, scream, moan and pant. I can't help but go faster every time he shudders around me, his tightness becoming tighter for a split second.

Soon, I was close and Ichigo was just barely balancing on the edge. One more sharp, precise thrust caused my little lover to cum harshly between us, the sticky white liquid making our already slick skin, slicker. His body tightens around me with his climax, drawing me quickly over the edge. With a groan of his name and a shudder of pleasure, I fill him with my own cum, some of it sliding out of him around my softening cock.

I pant into his neck for a few moments before sliding his legs from around my waist, allowing me to slip out of him with a groan of disappointment from both of us. I slide down to his side and kiss him gently, holding him close to my side.

And as we relax, his breathing becoming even and soft as he falls asleep laying on my chest, his hand laying near his head, I think to myself that hearing him call out my name in pleasure then a breathed out “I love you” as he feel asleep, was well worth several captains, fukutaichos, many, many seated officers, a few non-seated officers and his male friends coming after me.

Yeah, well worth it. Because I snagged the oblivious strawberry.
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