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Title: Medic, medic, heal my need
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 11
Characters: Ichigo, Yumichika, Shuuhei
Word Count: 2114
Warnings: so much smut
AN: I have the frickin’ frackin’ flu! I am not happy about this fact. I want to curl up in a ball and sleep all day but I got things to do!

Enjoy.

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Moaning as he pressed up against Shuuhei, Yumichika pulling away and removing his hand, Ichigo made a soft mewl of disappointment. Standing from the nest on the floor, Yumichika headed to the couch with the storage drawers as the bottom half and knelt down. Pulling out the middle of the three large drawers, he dug around in it, pushing aside the various odds and ends in it to find the bottle of lube, closing the door and standing again. Walking back to the nest, he crawled onto the bed and purred at the sight of the two men.

He purred, finding that Shuuhei had moved them so that he was laying over Ichigo, settled between his long legs that had moved to cradle the other man close, his fingers buried into dark hair. Ichigo’s hair had been spread out to one side, as if Shuuhei had pushed it out of the way when he had moved them. It was such a pretty sight, making him lick his lips in anticipation, slipping closer to them, reaching out to run a hand over one strong thigh, watching and feeling the way the muscles twitched under his gentle touch.

Shuuhei pulled away from the drugging kiss, leaving Ichigo to pant, flushed, as he looked over to his lover, reaching out to pull him into another kiss as his hips rolled lazily against Ichigo’s. Ichigo groaned, shifting under him as he watched them kiss, biting gently on the tip of his tongue, shivering when the two men pulled away from their kiss and returned their attention back to him.

“So, what do you plan on doing with him?” Yumichika asked as he dropped the bottle down onto the bedding within reach. He smirked slightly when Ichigo’s eyes flicked down to the bottle before he looked back up.

“I have a few ideas. But I suppose that it’s Ichigo’s decision on who gets to do what,” Shuuhei said, smiling as he sat up on his knees, rubbing a thumb over Ichigo’s parted lips. Ichigo wigged a bit, licking his lips and catching the moving thumb, getting his kimono off of him fully to leave himself in his underwear. He reached out and tugged at Shuuhei’s top.

“I think that first you should remove your clothes,” he stated, looking over to Yumichika and running his eyes over the other man’s body. “Both of you.”

Yumichika chuckled and pulled off his own kimono while Shuhei did the same, Ichigo sitting up enough to help him. Ichigo fully sat up and slid into Shuuhei’s lap, pressing his lips against the man’s, getting a low groan as they once more kissed. Yumichika purred, coming to kneel behind them and running his hands down the long back and over where Shuuhei’s arms were wrapped around Ichigo’s waist. He chuckled at the squeak that came from Ichigo when he squeezed his ass.

“Do you like these?” he asked, tugging on the underwear that Ichigo was wearing. He just got a hum. “If you do, I suppose I’ll just have to buy another pair,” Yumichika stated before he ripped the seams on each side, Ichigo pulling away from the kiss to look down at his now bare lower half.

“Do not think that you won’t have to replace those. That was my last pair that were like those,” he panted, gazing over his shoulder at Yumichika. The man simply smiled and tossed the ruined pair of underwear off to the side as he kissed Ichigo lightly.

“Don’t worry, I will,” Yumichika promised, smiling sweetly as he returned his hands to their thirds ass, giving it another squeeze. “Later though. Right now I have a need to play,” he purred, watching the way Ichigo’s blush darkened. Shuuhei chuckled and dipped his head to tease a mark into the skin of his neck, drawing his attention away from what Yumichika was planning to do.

Yumichika silently promised himself that he would tease Ichigo later even as he reached around and pushed Shuuhei onto his back. With his arms around Ichigo’s waist, he took him with, both men landing with an ‘oomph’ of displaced air. Ichigo huffed softly and lifted himself up so that he could rearrange himself and Shuuhei’s pricks between them with a wince. “Would you please warn a person when you’re going to do that?” he asked, pouting over his shoulder at Yumichika.

Shuuhei snickered, pushing him up slightly and sliding down just enough to press a kiss to one nipple, wanting to distract him even as he felt Ichigo’s prick twitch against his stomach at the gentle touch. Deciding that he rather liked that reaction, he opened his mouth and sucked on it, Ichigo pressing into the touch as he grasped onto dark hair, tugging at it with a whine.

Yumichika chuckled at that, watching as much as he could as Shuuhei teased Ichigo’s nipples, making sure that they were hard and sensitive. Humming, he shifted Ichigo around with guiding touches until he was on his hands and knees over the prone Shuuei, the man’s legs spread out slightly so that Yumichika could kneel between them. “Try and keep him busy,” he instructed.

Shuuhei gave him a leer and nodded, brushing a hand over Ichigo’s stomach as Yumichika grabbed the slick and wet his fingers. Using his dry hand, he exposed the twitching hole that he desperately wanted to feel, having a feeling that none of them would be able to hold up very much longer between the teasing that Shuuhei was doing and the drinks that they had consumed.

At least not this first time.

Letting Shuuhei grip the other side of Ichigo’s hip, his other hand just hinting at a full touch over his groin, Yumichika added a bit more of the slick to his fingers before closing it and dropping the tube to the side. Bringing the fingers to the ring of muscles, he stroked over them slowly, warming the lube and working to get Ichigo to relax.

Shuuhei finally let go of the nipple that he had been teasing, pulling Ichigo down into a slow kiss, keeping his hold on the other man gentle but tight as his other hand cupped the back of his head. He tasted him with languid delight, Ichigo sighing and coming to rest on his elbows as he relaxed into their hold. His body twitched and relaxed as it got used to a touch in a new place by different hands other than his own.

Yumichika laid a kiss to Ichigo’s lower back, pushing the first finger into the younger male, getting a muffled groan as the muscles twitched. “Just stay relaxed for me, pretty,” he hummed, brushing his lips up the curved spine before he worked his way back down to press a kiss to Ichigo’s tailbone. Ichigo hummed as he pulled away from the kiss, pressing his lips to Shuuhei’s shoulder as he relaxed around the finger as Shuuhei rubbed at his head with a soft smile.

“You’re doing so well,” Shuuhei said, voice rumbling. Ichigo looked up at him with lust glazed eyes, shivering and rocking in time with the finger as much as he could. He groaned as Yumichika twisted his finger and pressed against the muscles, getting them to loosen. Yumichika bit at the corner of his mouth as Ichigo sighed and relaxed around his finger, pressing a second finger in, deciding to add a bit more lube. Picking up the bottle with his dry hand, trusting Shuuhei to hold onto Ichigo, he poured more of the lube onto his fingers as he continued to move them in and out of the loosening hole.

As Yumichika focused on relaxing the muscles, Shuuhei went back to using his free hand to tease over Ichigo’s body, his eyes watching the way that he reacted to a brush of fingers here and a press of his hand there. He found one scar that curved just barely around his waist over his hip, where they knew that Aizen’s sword had entered. Even though it had been healed the scar was long and thin and he loved the way that Ichigo’s breath hitched when his calloused fingers scraped over it.

Smirking, Yumichika spread the two fingers open a bit more as he felt the muscles relax under Shuuhei’s touch. Ichigo’s moan was breathless, lips pressed to Shuuhei’s chest even as his hand wandered down between them to curl around the other man’s length, stroking once to see what kind of response it got from him. The hiss moaned made him smile, loving the sound. He hummed softly as he stroked again, Yumichika working a third finger into his welcoming body.

Yumichika purred at feeling the other relax and accept his fingers, sitting up to kneel properly behind Ichigo so that he could watch his fingers move smoothly in and out of Ichigo. The younger male was fully relaxed, rocking his hips in time with them, making his body twitch in need at getting into him finally. Licking his dry lips, panting, he pulled his fingers free once he felt that the other man was open enough for him, making sure that Ichigo was still comfortable.

Pouring more of the lube onto his slicked hand, he smirked down at Ichigo’s back. “You ready?” he asked, coating his length with the lube. Ichigo sighed in lust and nodded, Shuuhei smirking up at his lover. Shuffling around a bit, he pressed the tip of his length against the stretched hole, pressing inwards slowly, holding Ichigo’s hips with his hands, stopping him from moving as he slid in all the way.

Taking a slow breath, Yumichika paused once he was in fully, Ichigo moaning lowly, eyes fluttered shut as he shuddered at being stretched in such a way. Rocking back into the other, Ichigo sighed and laid his head on Shuuhei’s chest, the man chuckling, hips twitching into his hand. “You okay?” Yumichika asked.

Ichigo hummed and nodded, eyes shut. “Move,” he groaned, squeezing around Yumichika and drawing a quiet growl from him.

Yumichika chuckled and rocked his hips gently, just feeling the way Ichigo’s body clung to him, squeezing and twitching with every small move. Letting out a slow breath, he started to move, just barely pulling out before pushing back in with a groan, the strokes getting longer until only the tip of his cock was left inside before he pushed forward again. Ichigo was groaning and sighing, his hand still moving over Shuuhei in a distracted way, teasing and just enough for the man.

Feeling the way that Ichigo was starting to tense, lust and need coiling deep in his body, on the edge of climax, Yumichika shuddered, leaning down enough to curl his hand around Ichigo’s own hard length. He moaned, finding that it was leaking pre-cum heavily, using it to aid his stroking, the lube on his hands having dried just a bit. Shuuhei growled, his hips twitching, Ichigo’s hand having tightened around the other man’s cock.

Licking his lips, Yumichika nipped at Ichigo’s shoulder as he rocked hard inwards, hand squeezing just right on the upstroke along his lover’s prick. The scream of pleasure and warm slickness made him smirk and get in a couple more thrusts as Shuuhei groaned, apparently adding to the mess on his stomach. Yumichika found his own climax, shivering as he spilled into his mate, eyes falling shut and his forehead pressed against Ichigo’s shoulder.

Pulling out of the limp Ichigo, Yumichika flopped down next to him and pulled him into his arms, the two men stroking and petting their third. Unsurprisingly it was Shuuhei who came around from their climax, standing and going to grab something to clean the three of them up. He came back with a washcloth, his stomach and groin cleaned off already, kneeling next to his lovers.

Smiling, he cleaned up Yumichika first, sliding a hand between them before turning to Ichigo. The redhead barely made a sound as he was cleaned up, the gentle strokes to his ass and groin not phasing him in the least. Chuckling, Shuuhei stood again to get rid of the wash cloth. Gathering their clothes, he placed them close by and made sure the fire was banked while still keeping the area warm. With that done, he slid into bed once more and pulled the blankets over them.

“Okay, time for sleep I think,” Shuuhei drawled, Yumichika smiling softly as he nuzzled into the soft hair of their sleepily dozing lover.

“Indeed,” Yumichika hummed, wiggling slightly before relaxing, nearly covering Ichigo with his body. Shuuhei chuckled and pulled them both closed, the three falling into an easy sleep.
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