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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: Somebody I Used to Know

Collection: Tales of a Broken Society

Fandom: Bleach

Pairing: Shuuhei/Ichigo

Word count: 1,594

AN: Ahhh, another one posted. Yes, I’m editing and posting other things. I should have the new Mini Story written and posted soon.
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Sitting before a fire that danced in Shuuhei’s fireplace, a song that fit his situation oh so well playing in the background, Ichigo sighed and looked down at the photo album that held his past. Stroking over the front, he groaned at the thought of what he was about to do before looking up, catching his sweet lover leaning against the sill of the living room door.

Shuuhei was wearing nothing more than a pair of sleep pants that rode low on his lean hips, leaving his strong, well muscled body bare to the world. Ichigo briefly thanked the gods that his lover was thinner but so much more stronger than his last lover. He also had more scars, most of them from fights against hollows, the most prominent ones being those that ran down over one eye.

“I thought that I had left you naked and sleeping off that last blow job,” Ichigo teased a sweet smile on his lips.

“Well,” Shuuhei chuckled, stroking his chin, “I woke up and reached out to tease your hole to open up for me so I could start a lovely, slow spoon fuck but you weren’t there in bed with me.” He loved the soft blush that spread over Ichigo’s cheeks.

“Shuuhei,” Ichigo whined, feeling the way his body reacted, cock and entrance twitching with the words.

“So, what are you doing?” Shuuhei asked, coming to sit down next to his lover, Ichigo leaning into him with a sigh as they both looked at the photo album.

“Saying goodbye to someone that I thought I used to know,” Ichigo admitted and flipping open the photo album over, showing a picture of him and IChigo. The background was the Kurosaki living room and they were sprawled out on the couch, Ichigo resting against his bigger companion. It seemed as if they hadn’t even realized that the picture had been taken.

“I knew that you and Renji had been close once, but I didn’t know that you two had been that close,” Shuuhei said, tone surprised as Ichigo removed the picture and date marker, tossing them both into the fire.

“Yeah, no one knew. We didn’t hide it but we never told anyone either,” Ichigo admitted, flipping the page.

“No wonder you were so hurt when it came out that Renji and Kuchiki-taicho was dating,” the tattooed man hummed. Ichigo smirked sadly, tossing three more pictures into the crackling flames before replying.

“He broke up with me just an hour before, by a fucking text message, and then he and Byakuya admitted to having dated for a month before they came out as a couple,” he said. Shuuhei made a sound of displeasure, nuzzling into soft red-orange locks. “So now you know why I was so hesitant when you asked me out that first time. I have to say that I’m really glad that you kept asking me.”

“So am I,” Shuuhei chuckled, wrapping his arm around Ichigo’s waist, pulling him close with a smile.

“You’re a goof sometimes,” Ichigo chuckled, moving his head to press a kiss against Shuuhei’s jaw with a smile. “You know what really sucked is that he sent a couple of new recruits to get the couple of things he left in my room and to drop off the stuff that I had left with him. He gave them some bullshit excuse of not coming to the Living World and he wanted his stuff, and that Byakuya would like my things in his house,” he snorted, a few more pictures feeding the flames.

“His loss. I am curious though, how was the sex?” Shuuhei asked, leaning down to nibble at Ichigo’s neck.

“At the time I thought he was absolutely amazing,” Ichigo moaned, reaching up to tangle his fingers into soft hair.
“And now that you have someone to compare him to?” Shuuhei asked, voice rolling, lusty and loving. Ichigo pushed the album away, moving to straddle Shuuhei’s lap, arms wrapping around his neck.

“Now, I think that he’s like a teenaged boy who knows the basics. I can’t help but wonder just where you you learned how to tease and pleasure,” Ichigo mused, their lips just barely brushing together.

“Actually, Jyuushiro-san and Shunsui-kun taught me how good sex can be and how to please my partner. I was good before them but after they got done with me I was wonderful with any lover I took to bed,” Shuuhei told him, Ichigo’s eyes darkening in lust.

“Together? Both of them? With you?” Ichigo breathed as his lover used long fingered hands to open the robe that he had tossed off after getting out of their bed. Shrugging out of it, he once more buried his fingers into Shuuhei’s short hair, his hard length rubbing against the matching one in Shuuhei’s pants.

“On occasion. Most times one on one though. They’ve shown quite a bit of interest in you to,” Shuuhei purred, feeling Ichigo shiver as he moaned. “Can you just imagine the pleasure of having three men focusing all of their attention on you? Let me tell you, those two have centuries of experience on their side and it shows,” he growled, fingers dipping down to stroke over the still wet entrance.

“The pleasure now leaves me boneless. Adding those two in would kill any leftover brain cells,” Ichigo groaned, arching as a finger easily slid into his body. “Oh, but that is so nice,” he breathed, eyes closed as he nipped at Shuuhei’s bottom lip.

“I can tell ya, with all of us in one bed, would leave you sore and boneless. But then again, I do that anyways,” Shuuhei teased as he worked a second finger into Ichigo’s body. His younger lover chuckled as he reached down the man’s sleep pants to curl his fingers around the eager length.

“Sounds like oh so much fun,” Ichigo purred, rocking with the fingers that moved within him. “Sometimes I think you like opening me up more than you like fucking me,” he teased, getting a chuckle from his lover.

“I like being inside your sweet, tight and amazingly hot body, hearing your sounds of pleasure as I fuck you wide open,” Shuuhei growled into one ear, spreading his fingers wide, getting a sound of need, sending fire rushing through him. “Just like that,” he grunted as the hands around his cock twitched and tightened around his length.

“Shuuhei, will you fuck me already?” Ichigo whined, eyes closed and head tilted back. Shuuhei smirked and eased a third finger into the willing body, spreading them wide before pulling them out again and reaching out to grab a bottle of lube that they had kept in the living room. Popping it open, he slicked his cock with a moan before laying Ichigo back onto the floor, brown eyes watching his every movement.

Feeling his smirk widen as he presed the tip of his cock against the stretched entrance, he paused and waited with a promising look.

“Don’t fucking tease me...fuck me.” Shuuhei chuckled as he lifted Ichigo’s hips and pressed forward, burying himself into the willing body in one smooth thrust. The younger male moaned and arched upwards, muscles twitching and jerking with the smooth, burning pleasure. Pausing once more, he growled at the entrance that twitched around him oh so perfectly, Ichigo making sweet, happy sounds as they enjoyed being connected so intimately once more.

“Want me to move?” Shuuhei asked, brushing his lips over one gently curved ear. Ichigo shivered and nodded, legs wrapping high around Shuuhei’s waist, drawing the larger man closer to his body.

Smiling and laying a gentle kiss just behind the adorable ear, Shuuhei pulled out until just the head rested inside of the ring of muscles before he rocked inwards just as slowly. Settling into the pace, the tattooed man worked to make Ichigo forget ever having dated Renji, had ever been hurt by the idiot. By the sounds that Ichigo was making, he was succeeding easily.
Reaching between them, Shuuhei started to stroke the prick that was heavily leaking over their stomachs. Rolling his hips hard on an in-stroke, he growled at the yelp of his name as Ichigo spilled between them, shuddering hard. Stroking in and out a few more times, Shuuhei followed after him, spilling into the grasping entrance. The two fell limp on the floor, panting, slick with sweat and cum, but they didn’t truly care, still contently connected.

“I love you, Shuuhei,” Ichigo breathed, pressing a sleepy kiss to Shuuhei’s shoulder.

“I love you to, Ichigo. Sleep, my lovely guardian,” Shuuhei said, pulling out and grabbing a blanket, pulling it over them and resting with Ichigo.

“An hour later found Ichigo still sleeping, head propped on a pillow, cleaned up and content, while Shuuhei was feeding the file once more. Emptying the photo album of any picture of Renji, he had to smirk at the thought of what he was going to be doing the next day.

That morning found Shuuhei and Ichigo smiling at each other, pressed together and looking like the stupidly in love couple that they were. Their hands were intertwined, a ring with a delicate sapphire winking from Ichigo’s ring finger. Renji was glaring at the happy couple as his own lover watched with dark, knowing eyes.

Ichigo looked over and idly wondered how long Byakuya’s and Renji’s relationship would last before shoving the thought out of his mind. After all, he was engaged to Shuuhei and Renji had just been someone he had thought he had known.
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