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Tales of a Broken Society	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41135 -:- 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: The Perfect Way
Fandom: Bleach
Part: 2/2
Characters: Byakuya, Ichigo
Commissioned by: Cutsycat
Word count: 1,450
AN: This is a commission for cutsycat. She wanted cross dressing Ichigo with him coming out. :D
Sorry I’m late again. Yesterday felt like someone had taken a hot knife and stabbed it into my lower back, so I relaxed.

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Standing in the middle of the room, Ichigo played with one sleeve of his kimono and tilted his head back with a sigh. He had changed into his chosen outfit, the front slitting up the front just as they had expected, and put his hair in a simple style, the red locks curling around his face. The wedges were open toed, a strap going over the first half of his foot while it was held in place by a ribbon around his ankle. With the lip gloss and flattened hair, he looked much like a girl.
Now he just had to wait for Byakuya to come to the suite of rooms that they shared.
Walking in, Byakuya stopped and stared at his pacing lover, eyes taking in the sight of the outfit, feeling his blood heat fast and hard. “Ichigo?” he asked, Ichigo spinning around, dark eyes locking onto legs that he had seen exposed to his sight by the flare.
“Byakuya,” Ichigo squeaked, blushing as the noble pinned him with a look as he closed the door behind himself. “We need talk about a few things…”
“So I see,” Byakuya hummed, eyes trailing over the others body, causing Ichigo to flush once more. “What is this about?”
“Well, I want to cross dress full time,” Ichigo blurted out, his nervousness getting the better of him. “I’ve been doing it for nearly three years now, off and on. But I wanted to tell you before I started to do so.”
Gazing over his nervous lover, Byakuya walked over and tugged him into his arms, hands trailing over the lean body, making sure he didn’t disturb the outfit. “Ichigo, if you’re afraid of me leaving, it won’t be happening,” he rumbled, Ichigo staring at him before smiling at his mate and nodding.
“Thank you, Byakuya. Now, we have reservations with the elders, right? And why they had to butt in on our dinner thought?” he asked, eyes narrowing. Byakuya chuckled and nuzzled at his lover’s neck to calm him down.
“How about we just stay in?” Byakuya purred. “I seem to have developed a need that I must sate.”
“Haven’t you gotten enough? I believe that we’ve done it everywhere we’ve been at and had a little privacy,” Ichigo chuckled, wrapping his arms around Byakuyas neck.
“I don’t get you here all that often, so I need to indulge as often as our schedules allow,” Byakuya stated as he hauled Ichigo up into his arms, heading for their bedroom as the younger male wrapped his arms and legs around him.
“And the fact that we can avoid the Elders demanding you find some cute little clan woman and have lots of little clan babies is just an extra perk to the sex?” Ichigo asked. Byakuya chuckled and squeezed the long legs where he was holding the other male up.
“A minor perk,” Byakuya stated, sitting Ichigo down onto the bed and kneeling down before him. Running a hand over smooth legs, he pressed a kiss to one knee before unraveling the ribbon and slipping off one shoe. Doing the same to the other shoe, he placed them aside before standing and removing his own shoes and socks. The younger Shinigami watched with avid eyes, feeling lust spread through his body, heating his body as his heart filled with love for the noble.
As he bent down, Ichigo reached up and removed Byakuyas hair piece, tossing it to the side. “Thank you, for not turning on me,” he said, brushing their lips together as he smiled up at the man.
Byakuya found the few pins that held Ichigos more stubborn locks of hair down and stroked a hand through it. “I would never leave you,” he promised, slowly kissing his lover, laying him back as his tongue teased Ichigos, his hands hunting for where the obi bow started so he could pull it free. Finding it, he tugged and pulled the long sash off and away, letting it flutter to the ground.
Pulling away from the soul searing kiss, Ichigo gasped as his body was exposed to his lover’s dark gaze and the rest of the room as the kimono fell open around him. Byakuya purred as he sat up, one knee on the bed, one foot on the ground, eyes trailing down from the lust blown eyes to the kiss swollen lips parted as the younger male panted. Trailing down the lean neck begging to be marked, past the heaving chest and landing on the cherry on his sundae.
Ichigo was wearing panties. Pretty black panties with the same dark trim as his outfit, cock hard and peeking just over the top. Groaning, Byakuya ran his fingers up lean thighs and hips, hooking his thumbs in the side and slowly sliding them down. Ichigo let out a sweet moan as he lifted his hips, eyes dark as he watched the bigger man.
Dropping the panties to the ground, Byakuya stripped out of his own kimono, uncaring as it pooled on the floor, Ichigo sitting up and pushing his outfit off of his shoulders to land next to Byakuyas. Reaching out, he slid his hands over his mate’s chest, feeling the muscles shit under his touch. Leaning forward, he latched onto one nipple, working it into a tight bud as his hands found the long thick cock he wanted to ride.
Groaning, Byakuya fisted a bit of the red hair, using his hold to push Ichigo downwards, the sweet mouth trailing downwards. He groaned loudly as his length was lapped at, his mate holding it straight with his hands so that he could suck the tip into his mouth.
“Ichigo,” Byakuya growled as the sweet mouth worked over him, amazing him once again that the strong shinigami had chosen to be submissive in such a way to him. Licking his lips, he moaned, eyes half lidded as Ichigo pulled back, pink tongue lapping at the tip as brown eyes gazed up at him.
“Byakuya,” Ichigo purred, tugging on the nobles hands. “Lay down for me?” he asked. Byakuya growled, knowing what was going to happen once he was settled and looked forward to it happening. Laying back against the pillows, he watched as the younger shinigami found the jar of oil they used, opening it and slicking his fingers with the substance.
Curling his fingers around Byakuyas length, he coated it with the oil slowly. The noble growled once more and arched into the hand, eyes half lidded as Ichigo smiled and continued to stroke and play with his lover into a lust hazed puddle on the bed. Letting go of the well coated dick, he straddled the older mans thighs and sat perched on his knees, one hand resting on Byakuyas chest.
Coating his fingers once more, he reached back and teased the ring of muscles he found, dark eyes turning to the hand as Byakuya twisted his head to watch. Laughing breathlessly, Ichigo slid a finger into his body, groaning at the welcomed stretch, well used to the feeling by then. Byakuya growled, avidly watching as his lover slipped a second and then a third finger into his body, stretching himself open.
“Lover, my heart,” Byakuya breathed, hands clamping onto Ichigos hips and stroking the skin there, “I need to be in you now.”
“Yes, need it,” Ichigo moaned, slipping his fingers free of his body. Using one hand to steady himself and the other to hold Byakuya’s length up, he slid down it, both of them moaning at the feeling of being connected once more. Byakuya was always amazed at how tight the younger male was, squeezing and sucking him while Ichigo was amazed that he was filled so perfectly.
Up until he had started sleeping with Byakuya, he had never found the right toy that filled him just the way his lover did. Rising upwards, he moaned happily at the friction and slide, the bigger man helping him to move, before sliding back down, Byakuya meeting him. They fell into a slow rhythm, Ichigo’s head thrown back as his mate thrust upwards into him and stroked his cock in time.
Ichigo cried out as he came, spilling over Byakuya’s hand and stomach as he tightened around the length still sliding in and out of him. The noble growled and slammed upwards one more time and quickly followed over the edge. Falling forward, the younger male groaned at the warm stickiness in his body and the cooling sweat over their bodies as they caught their breaths.
“So very worth insulting the Elders,” Byakuya hummed, stroking one hand down Ichigos back, getting a hum of pleasure.
“Very, very worth it.”
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