Make A Little Noise
I do not own Bleach. I make no money from this fanfiction.
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It was 6th period on the last day of the school year, less than 15 minutes remained of the school day. The students had already packed away the contents of their desks and were stacking the desks and chairs in the back of the classroom in preparation to sweep. Ichigo stood by the blackboard with his school bag slung over his shoulder. He was ready to leave and go home. Ichigo absent-mindedly picked up the chalk and was doodling on the side of the board. He swirled the the chalk around in random circles just trying to pass the time.
It was then that he felt eyes on his back. More specifically trailing down his back to his ass. Ichigo didn't have to look away from the board to know who was staring at him. Ichigo's circles slowed as he focused on the man behind him. Uryuu's reishi and arousal ghosted over Ichigo's back with his gaze. Ichigo turned his head slightly so he could glance in his periferal at him. Uryuu stood in the back of the room surrounded by a chattering Orihime and a few others. They were all Handicraft club members who were in the same class as the raven haired teen.
Uryuu's eyes were intense for a moment then they flicked back to Orihime. Ichigo slowly sucked in a breath then turned around to the board and recommenced doodling. Ichigo tried to distract himself from his desire for the archer.
Ichigo and Uryuu had been in a secret relationship for about three months. It had started out as them studying for midterms, then hanging out on Saturdays. Then before they even knew it Ichigo had his lips fully planted on Uryuu's. Ichigo had been so worried that Uryuu would reject him and never speak to him again. He hadn't expected the raven haired man to return his advance. They were in bed together within the week.
Ichigo willed the coming erection away and began drawing again with new ferver. Ichigo thought it was redicoulous that a simple look could turn him on this much. He hated how those blue eyes could reduce him to a pleasurable mess. After a few minutes Ichigo picked up the eraser and wiped the board down. He peeked behind his shoulder to the archer again then up to the clock on the wall.
Two minutes. Ichigo adjusted the bag on his shoulder and pivoted on his heel. Ichigo moved toward the handicraft group and stopped between Orihime and Uryuu. Orihime noticed him and her eyes brightend.
"Kurosaki-kun, what are your plans for sumer break?" Ichigo almost didn't hear the redhead, his eyes fixated on Uryuu. Uryuu stared right back at him, his deep blue eyes boring into Ichigo.
"Kurosaki-kun are you alright?"
Ichigo snapped his attention back to Orihime. Ichigo scratched his head and half-heartedly appologized to the girl.
"I was actually planning on camping for a few days in the park outside of town. I heard there is a tourist center that will let you rent gear." Ichigo said to Orihime. She clasped her hands together in excitement.
"Oh, a camping trip sounds so fun. My favorite part of camping is smores with dill pickles and sirracha!" Ichigo blanched at the idea of the strange concoction.
" Ishida-kun what about you? Do you like camping?"
" Not particularly. I find that its not exactly my style. Though, I have camped in the past when I was training." Uryuu replied while pushing his glasses up on his nose. Gods, did that simple act turn Ichigo on. He looked so sexy.
"Oh! We should get together next Saturday and plan a camping trip together for later this summer. That way we can all still see eachother even if school is out."
The final bell rang, releasing the students for the summer break. The class filed out of the room noisily, shouting their goodbyes and chatting enthusiastically as they left. Orihime said her farewells and ran off after Tatsuki, leaving the boys standing in the classroom alone. The door slid shut and a quiet settled over the room. Uryuu turned his attention to the red head.
"Are we going to your house tonight?" Uryuu asked in a hushed voice, taking a step towards Ichigo. Uryuu closed the gap with another step and stroked a hand down the other teens arm. Ichigo unconciously leaned into the touch and returned it with his own hand resting on the Quincy's side.
"Yours," Ichigo breathed, "Karin and Yuzu are having a sleepover with a bunch of their friends. I dont think we could sneak around all of them and my dad too." Ichigo enclosed his arms around Uryuu and bent his head down to his neck. He nipped at the skin over Uryuu's pulse then swept his tongue over the same spot again before raising his head to look at Uryuu. A slight blush tinged Uryuu's cheeks from the stepped back and and smoothed his shirt.
"God, I have wanted to do that all day. Let's get going before it gets too uncomfortable to walk." Ichigo eluded to the growing bulge in his pants. Uryuu pushed his glasses up once more and motioned for Ichigo to lead through the door. Ichigo adjusted himself and strode past the Quincy and out the door. Uryuu followed behind Ichigo, his gaze firmly planted on the strawberry in front of him. Uryuu began to think back to before he knew the subsitute soul reaper.
Uryuu had never thought of himself as gay before he became friends with Ichigo. He hadn't really thought of himself as straight either. Uryuu had always been too busy to really think about anyone in a romantic sense. Between training to refine his Quincy powers, hunting hollows, and school he didn't have time for much else. Then Ichigo showed up one night and everything else but hunting hollows and training were on the back burner. As they became closer friends Uryuu would catch himself staring a little longer than nessasary, becoming slightly more protective of Ichigo. Uryuu soon wanted to spend more time than just hunting hollows and school with the red head. Thats when he suggested they start hanging out on Saturdays. Ichigo didn't hesitate when he answered with a smile. Uryuu had been delighted. Every Saturday for a month the two would walk around Karakura, talking and laughing together.
The weather had been nice, the spring days pleasantly warm. The next Saturday the rain started early in the morning and didn't look likely to clear by the afternoon. That was when Ichigo had kissed him.They teens had decided that a movie at Uryuu's house was a better option to spend time together. They had sat in dim living room watching a poorly made horror film. Their thighs lightly touched and the contact was distracting both males from the movie. Ichigo had been so nervous but he knew what he wanted to do. He turned to Uryuu and admired his angular features. His almost navy eyes behind his silver frames, his charcoal hair that fell across his forehead. Ichigo's eyes stopped on the archer's slightly pink lips. The very lips Ichigo had masturbated to the thought of. On his lips, his neck, his dick. Ichigo wasn't even thinking about what he was doing before he was doing it. The red head leaned forward and pressed his lips to the unsuspecting teen's. Uryuu's eyes widened at first then closed as he leaned into the kiss. Their lips slid over eachothers with feather softness for a few moments before Ichigo pulled away, his cheeks blazing crimson. Ichigo shifted slightly then looked at the floor.
"I'm sorry, Uryuu. That was stupid. Forget about it, OK?" Ichigo looked up to Uryuu with appologetic eyes then back down to the floor. Uryuu was still for a second then gently turned Ichigo's chin up to him. The Quincy caressed his jaw then dipped his mouth down to Ichigo's once more. This kiss had more energy behind it than the first, causing Ichigo to groan into it. Uryuu took the oppurtunity and slipped his toungue passed Ichigo's parted lips. He swirled around the strawberry's tongue once and ended the kiss with a peck on his glistening lips.
"There is nothing to be sorry about Ichigo, and I most certainly will not be forgeting about it. " Uryuu murmered peering intently at Ichigo. "I have wanted that to happen for some time now."
" I was so afraid that you would hate me because I like you." Ichigo mumbled.
" I was afraid of the same thing, but I'm glad we faced our fears." Uryuu gave Ichigo a shy smile which Ichigo returned. It was an event that they both look back on fondly. It wasn't even a full week later that the two slept together.
Uryuu thoughts kept going over the key points in their relationship up until now. With every memory that he relived in his thoughts, Uryuu's member stiffened. 'This is going to be a long walk.' Uryuu thought to himself as the pair left the school.
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The door to Uryuu's apartment was barely shut before the teens threw themselves at eachother. They wrestled their tongues, fighing for dominance over the other. Hands roamed over every part of one another's body, rememorizing every ridge and curve. Ichigo pushed Uryuu againgst the front door of the apartment and ground his hips into the raven's. Ichigo groaned at he contact and rolled his hips again into him. Uryuu stayed quiet with a silent gasp, his eyes rolling back. He tipped his head to the side, allowing Ichigo access to his neck. Ichigo wasted no time and ran his teeth down the archer's jugular, then back up with his tongue. Uryuu began to unbutton Ichigo's shirt then got frustrated and ripped the shirt open causing buttons to fly everwhere.
" I'll fix it later." Uryuu said as he slipped his hands in Ichigo's shirt. The Quincy's fingertips made their way around Ichigo and up to his shoulders. Uryuu ran his fingernails lightly down the red head's back causing a shutter from him and goosebumps to rise on his hot skin. His fingers changed course and came up to Ichigo's nipples. He circled them once then rolled the rosy buds between his forefingers and thumbs. He pulled them out slightly and rolled them again. Ichigo gasped as the sensitive nubs hardened under Uryuu's agile fingers. The subsitute soul reaper pulled Uryuu away from the door by his tie and towards the couch, undoing the knot near the other teens neck. Once off the tie was disgarded on the floor Ichigo pushed Uryuu down to sit on the couch.
Ichigo tore the archer's shrirt open and shifted it down his arms revealing a porceline torso. Ichigo kneeled between Uryuu's knees and immediately latched his mouth on a dusky nipple. Uryuu arched into Ichigo's mouth but was still silent, his breathing uneven in pleasure. Ichigo's fingers traveled down Uryuu's abs to the waist band of his slacks. He flicked the button open and slid the zipper down.
" Lift your hips." Ichigo commanded after he released the Quincy's now red erect nipple from his mouth. Uryuu did as he was told and lifted his hips. Ichigo worked down the raven's slacks and boxers, first one side then the other, and allowed them to fall past the bend in his knees. Uryuu's erection stood tall in the cool air, the head a deep pink and wet with precum. Ichigo carressed his hand up the inside of Uryuu's thigh and stopped just short of his length. Ichigo settled on his knees and bent his head to Uryuu's lap, his warm breath washing over it. Ichigo tentatively licked the underside of the sensitive cock. Then without warning the red head took the entire length into his mouth. He forced Uryuu all the way to the back of his throat unill his nose met with short, curly pubic hair. Ichigo gaged a little but held Uryuu's dick firmly within his heat. He wiggled his tongue at the archer's base then came back up, swirling around the velvety member. The Quincy's hand automatically found its resting place on the back of Ichigo's head. He fisted the unruly copper hair as Ichigo sucked hard then soft on the head.
Uryuu let his head fall back to the couch, he scrunched his eyes shut as the pleasure overtook him. He opened his mouth to moan but nothing but a silent 'Oh' escaped as Ichigo took him into the fire once more. Ichigo bobbed his head and reached up to cup Uryuu's balls. He fondled one, then the other in time with the stroke of his mouth. Then to Uryuu's ecstasy, Ichigo began to hum. Vibrations overtook Uryuu and pleasure began to build deep within is abdomen. Ichigo continued to work the archer up and down, listening to his breathing becoming eratic. He increased the suction and tried to hold Uryuu's hips inplace. Uryuu's orgasm washed over him in waves and he released his seed in a short grunt. Ichigo swallowed what was in his mouth then cleaned what remained on Uryuu's length.
Ichigo leaned back on his heels and gazed at his lover. Disheveled, panting, his half-flaccid cock laying out. He looked positively ravishing. Then Ichigo thought of something off-handedly.
Uryuu hadn't made a single noise during the entire blowjob. Nothing. It wasn't like that wasn't unsusual tough. Uryuu usually was pretty quiet in bed, his silence forgotten in the passion of the moment. The more Ichigo thought about it the more he was hung up on the idea that Uryuu was always so quiet. Why did he hold in his voice in the bedroom? Ichigo liked to think of himself as vocal but not obnoxiously so. Why hadn't he noticed that the Quincy made little to no noise? Then an idea popped into the strawberry's head. A mission of monumental proportions. He had to get Uryuu to make noise.
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