What I want to protect, is you Ichigo

IchigoX Tensa Zangetsu

"Ichigo-"

You could hear doleful pleading in his voice as he fought back the tears threatening to fall. He lifted his head and parted his lips with the intent to speak but unable to find words. He couldn't hold it any longer as the first tear slid down his cheek.

Ichigo was breathless as he gazed into the tear filled eyes that sparkled like sapphire gems. So incredibly beautiful, yet heartbreaking as he could sense the glistening tears carried heavy sorrow. What could he say to comfort him? What could he do? His body reacted before his mind could process. Grabbing the dark-haired lad by the collar of his tattered cloak he pressed their lips together with fierce passion.

Zangetsu stood wide- eyed, confused by these actions, but more so confused by his own emotions. Is this something he wanted? He soon got the answer as his gloomy demeanor faded being replaced by longing need. Closing his eyes and clearing his mind he tried to focus on nothing but that very moment. He relaxed his body and melted into the hot mouth of the other, tasting hints of strawberry on the dulcet lips.

Upon the reciprocation Ichigo released the fabrics of the cloak and used his thumbs to wipe Zangetsu's tears. Breaking their lips connection he placed a trail of kisses on the cheeks where the salty liquid used to be, circling around to leave kisses on the other side of his face then finally stopping with a kiss on the bridge of his nose. He rested his forehead against the others and spoke with a whisper.

"Tell me what I have to do and I'll fix it. I don't know why you were crying but I'll do whatever it takes to make sure you never shed another tear."

You could hear the sincerity in his voice. Unfortunately, the will alone to change something doesn't always make it possible. Zangetsu couldn't reveal the source of his heartache as that was something Ichigo had to find the answer to on his own. For now he just wanted to enjoy this moment while it lasted. He pressed their lips together again craving the sweetness. Ichigo assumed that act to be the response to his statement. He wrapped his well-tone arms around the others slim waist pulling him close. Every second of contact intensifying need.

The soul reaper grabbed a handful of the young mans raven locks to gently yank his head back for easier access to the smooth skin of his neck. Zangetsus' breath hitched as Ichigo raked his teeth across his flawless skin sucking and biting from his jaw line to collar bone. The warm breath tickled, sending a spark down his spine that exploded with torrid pleasure in his loins. Ichigo could feel the expanding against his own as their desires were turning the corner to the point of no return and at this rate they would go all the way.