A/N: Okay, SakaSandora pointed out that my last fic seemed rushed. So, I tried to slow this one down. Not sure if I succeeded, please review and help me out.

Pairing: Byakuya/Ichigo

Warnings: Yaoi (Male/Male kissing, sex, and... other things), somewhere between a lime and a lemon (times two).

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach


Prologue: How it Began

"Is it alright?" Byakuya Kuchiki whispered in Ichigo's ear, sending a shiver down the teen's spine. The noble's hands hovered above Ichigo's body, mere inches away from actually touching.

"Yes..." Byakuya's hands descended on Ichigo's lithe body. He caressed Ichigo's sides, arms, and stomach; then his shoulders, neck, and face before one slender hand tangled in orange hair. A tug from that hand and Ichigo's head was lifted off his pillow and his lips captured in a dominating kiss, he moaned into the nobles mouth. Byakuya's tongue invaded his mouth and began to explore. Ichigo felt Byakuya's free hand trail down to his left nipple, coaxing it to hardness before moving to the other and giving it the same treatment. With a not so gentle pinch Byakuya ended their too short kiss and released Ichigo's hair, both his hands and his mouth moved lower.

Ichigo's left nipple was engulfed by Byakuya's mouth while the noble's hand continued its ministrations to the right, Ichigo arched his back. His unoccupied hand moved down his chest, circled around his navel, and stopped at his waist, the brown eyed teen groaned. Byakuya paused what he was doing to ask, "Are you sure?"

"Please..." Ichigo half-moaned the word. If Byakuya didn't hurry... He couldn't finish the thought, couldn't think of where the thought had even come from.

"You know I won't ask you again? Won't stop once we've crossed this line?" Ichigo nodded. "Do you understand?" Another nod, why was he making it so damn hard? Ichigo just wanted him inside... now.

"Please hurry, Kuchiki-taichou." Wait, did he just say that? It didn't matter, because now Byakuya's mouth was following the trail his hand had made earlier; licking, kissing, biting. Ichigo moaned and arched his back again as that tongue swirled around his navel and dipped inside before going lower. This time he continued past Ichigo's waist, pausing for the briefest moment before licking up Ichigo's shaft and then engulfing the head. Byakuya took every inch in at an agonizingly slow pace. When Ichigo felt the back of Byakuya's throat the noble swallowed, causing the teen to moan and thrust his hips up. Byakuya hummed, sending vibrations through Ichigo's entire cock. Humming got the same response as swallowing or at least it would have if the black haired man hadn't held the youth's hips down. Ichigo settled for moaning the other's name instead, "Kuchiki-taichou..."

Heat was coiling tighter and tighter in Ichigo's lower abdomen and he tried to hold it back but Byakuya's tongue licked up his shaft, swirled around the head. Ichigo's hands fisted in the sheets and Byakuya's mouth took his cock back in and the noble's head bobbed slowly and he sucked, hard. Ichigo threw his head back, "Byakuya!"

Ichigo sat up in his bed. Kon, who seemed to like to sleep on his head, flew across the room; which meant that it had been one of the rare occasions when he hadn't spoke in his sleep. At least there was that. Kon jumped up and was about to yell but Ichigo was already slamming the bathroom door, having a little "problem" to take care of before breakfast.


A/N: Thank you to blackfire1331 for the review she left because now I've added a similar scene to Ichigo's but it's pretty much Byakuya's P.O.V. It's not exactly what she suggested, at least I don't think it is...


Byakuya found himself straddling an orange haired, brown eyed teen. "Kurosaki...?" He asked, uncertain. The Substitute Shinigami nodded.

"I want you, Byakuya... Please?" Byakuya stared. Was this really Ichigo? The teen that defeated him and saved his adopted sister from execution a month ago? That had haunted his thoughts for as long? It couldn't be, but it was. Or at least the Ichigo his subconscious wanted. This was all of his desires in one guilty pleasure, Ichigo Kurosaki. It wasn't the first time he'd dreamed of the brown eyed teen and all of his dreams had three things in common; confusion, denial, and acceptance. He was at acceptance. The first thing he did was kiss the chocolate eyed teen below him. Soft lips parted instantly to allow him more access and Byakuya wasn't about to forsake the chance to slip his tongue into the warm, moist cavern. Briefly, he wondered if kissing the real thing was like this or better.

After a minute he pulled away, a string of saliva the only connection remaining; he broke that contact(s) too as he pulled further back. He ran a hand through spiky orange hair that was softer than he had expected, a moan passed Ichigo's lips at this small gesture. Byakuya settled himself further down the boy's thighs, almost to his knees. He bent over, knowing exactly what he wanted to taste next. His tongue teased Ichigo's left nipple before Byakuya took it into his mouth. While his mouth sucked gently his hand came up to caress the other erect bud, making Ichigo arch into the touch. Byakuya heard a moan escape his own lips. Ichigo whimpered when he pulled away. "Please..."

Byakuya coaxed Ichigo into a sitting position then lowered his head to the teen's lap. He wasted no time in taking the seemingly begging erection he found there into his mouth, licking down the shaft as he went. When he felt it at the back of his throat, he swallowed. Ichigo started to bring his hips up but Byakuya used his hands to stop them. Byakuya tasted pre-cum, it was sweet and slightly salty and, despite his distaste for sweets, he wanted more. He sucked, hummed, and licked all while bobbing his head. The sounds Ichigo was making urged him on. He wanted do so much more but consciousness was tugging at him unrelentingly.

"Ichigo..." He moaned as he as suddenly cast back into reality, he ran a hand through his hair. A frown found its way onto his face when he looked down, he had a not so small "problem" that he felt guilty about having. Not to mention that he was late.


Byakuya was late, it was unusual for him so Renji went to check on him. He found out that his Captain hadn't left his privet quarters yet which was where he went first. He had expected that maybe Byakuya was doing paperwork in his room, but when he knocked there was no answer. He opened the door to check, just to make sure. No one. He was about to leave when he heard moaning from his Captain's bedroom, it wasn't painful moaning nor was it distressed. Against his better judgment he slid the door open slightly, his jaw dropped at what he saw. His Captain, the usually calm and indifferent Byakuya Kuchiki, was pitching a tent!

When Byakuya suddenly sat up Renji thought that he'd been found out but the man just moaned, "Ichigo..." and rubbed a hand through his hair. Blushing, Renji closed the door without a sound. As he left the room a smirk formed on his face, it was time to go to the World of the Living and collect a favor...

TBC

Thanks for reading. ^_^