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Title: Surprising Friendships and Love
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 10
Characters: Shuuhei/Ichigo
Word Count: 1220
Warnings: I promised smut. You got smut.
AN: Yay for smutty smut!

Enjoy.

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Groaning at the taste of vanilla that was Ichigo’s toothpaste and mouthwash, he shifted so that he was on his knees, kneeling over Ichigo so that they weren’t twisted into uncomfortable positions. One of Ichigo’s hands wrapped around in the front of Shuuhei’s shirt, the other carding through the short hair at the base of his neck as he moaned again, returning the kiss happily.

Pushing Ichigo gently back to lay down, slipping one of his own legs between long legs and barely brushing the rapidly hardening cock, feeling his own twitch. The shiver as lean hips rolled up, trying to get more friction on him, pulled a groan from Shuuhei.

Breaking the kiss, Shuuhei smirked down at the other male, loving the blush that was spread over his cheeks and the reddening lips that were spit slick. He hummed when Ichigo licked at his lips, the sight of a pink tongue running over red lips sending heat through him. “Does that answer your question?” he husked out.

“Very much so. Now, undress would you?” Ichigo husked.

Shuuhei snickered, moving away from Ichigo enough to stand so that he could yank off his shirt and shove his pants down, kicking them out of the way. Ichigo hummed as he sat up with his legs bending slightly to pull off his own shirt. Shuuhei ran his eyes over the tanned skin, smirking, knowing that Ichigo and his friends had gone to the beach the week before exams to relax, and it looked like the tan had stuck around.

Kneeling down again, Shuuhei leant forward and brushed his lips over one shoulder, humming when Ichigo tilted his head to the side. Playing his lips over the skin, he let his hands wander up the long legs of his partner, ignoring the soft fabric of the knee brace and heading for the shorts. Grasping the top of the shorts, he pulled away as he removed Ichigo’s shorts, leaving both of them bare and hard.

Where as he was longer and thicker than average, Ichigo was the right size for his body type, flushed and twitching under his touch. Ichigo watched him in turn before falling back as Shuuhei moved to hover over him.

“Yummy,” Shuuhei teased as he leant down to lick a nipple. “You taste like apples.”

“It’s my body wash,” Ichigo huffed, blushing as he stared at the leering man. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Tasting,” Shuuhei replied, shrugging as he licked his way down Ichigo’s body, tasting and teasing. He found some spots around Ichigo’s hips that made his breath hitch, a spot on his upper thigh that brought a flush to his skin, and learned that the scar on his knee, or rather what he could get to, made Ichigo groan in pleasure.

He ignored the hard cock as he worked to find all of the spots that he could, figuring out just what he wanted to do first. They would have a good chunk of night and knew that both of them, being young, would be able to go a few times at least. Smirking, he slid back up as he came to rest between long legs, sealing their lips in a kiss, Ichigo groaning into it as his hands stroked down his back.

“What are you doing?” Ichigo asked, voice soft, breathless. Shuuhei hummed as he reached out to grab the lube, grabbing a pillow to help lift Ichigo’s hips up, rubbing their cocks together.

Ichigo groaned, letting his eyes fall shut and arch slightly. Reaching out as he kissed Ichigo slowly, Shuuhei grabbed the small bottle of lube, slicking his fingers with some of it. He moved to kneel and smiled at the dazed look on Ichigo’s face.

“I’m going to do something that’s fun. Take off the edge,” he drawled. Ichigo hummed, watching Shuuhei add more lube to his hand and dropping the bottle once it was closed, rubbing his hands together, curling one slick hand around Ichigo’s cock, stroking it slowly. He smirked at the gasping groaning as Ichigo wiggled under his touch.

His other hand went lower, stroking over the skin between Ichigo’s balls and hole before sliding down further to tease the ring of muscles. Ichigo moaned, eyes half lidded as he stared up at Shuuhei, hips twitching under the teasing touches.

Shuuhei hummed, pressing his finger inwards slightly, feeling the way the muscles twitched around the tip of his finger before sliding it back out. He leered at the keen of need, squeezing Ichigo’s prick just slightly, working to tease Ichigo and bring him over the edge, feeling his own length twitch and leak with the sounds that he was pulling out of him.

He soon as his fingers buried fully into the twitching hole, stroking over the muscles as he stroked the prick in his hand, watching the way Ichigo was tensing. Twisting his finger to stroke over Ichigo’s prostate as he squeezed on the upstroke, he growled at the loud cry of ‘fuck’ from Ichigo as he came, shuddering and slicking his stomach and hand with his come.

“Damn,” Shuuhei hummed, pulling his finger out, being careful of the sensitivity that was most likely settling in. Reaching out, he grabbed his shirt and wiped off his hands, removing the lube and come from it, making a note to get a taste of Ichigo later.

Ichigo stirred, noting that Shuuhei was still hard. Moving so that he was on his side, he reached out and tugged Shuuhei close, lifting his body up enough to bend over his lover’s lap and swallow him down.

“Fuck!” Shuuhei yelped as Ichigo took him down to the base of his cock and pulled back up, sucking hard. He shuddered as Ichigo bobbed his head lazily, before gasping and grabbing onto the pillows under them as he came. Ichigo hummed and swallowed, pulling off once he felt the twitches stop, licking his lips. “Damn.”

“No reason for only one of us to get happy,” Ichigo husked, clearing his throat. “And I should have worked up to deepthroating you.”

“Let me get some cold water,” Shuuhei breathed, eyes still wide. He took a moment to gather his scattered thoughts, then stood, wobbling to the refrigerator before stopping to wash his hands of the sticky lube still on his hands. Grabbing one of the larger bottles of water that they had in it, he wobbled back to couch and flopping down to the once more sprawled out Ichigo, handing over the bottle.

Ichigo sat up with a grunt, opening the bottle and drank part of it down slowly, wrinkling his nose. “I hope that’s not all you got,” he teased.

Shuuhei snickered softly. “Give me an hour. There’s also a pizza place that is open twenty-four seven and will deliver here. Only forty-five moments to get it delivered. I figured that we should get something for later. We might want food sometime,” he said, sitting up to press a kiss to Ichigo’s shoulder, seeing that he had laid a hickey on his neck.

“I’ll give you that hour. And I want pepperoni.” Shuuhei snickered and got up again to grab his phone and make the call. He was always hungry after sex and he had a feeling after they had fucked, they would both be starving.
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