Ichigo is caught in the act...of playing with dolls? Coincidentally, Ishida is the one to seize the oppritunity of "playing" along the passionate strawberry.
Contains: love, dolls, pink frilly dresses, fluffyness, YAOI
-Ichigo will always be an uke to me. There isn't enough of this couple where Ichigo is the uke and Ishida is the seme.
Plastic Redemption
I didn't mean to, it just happened. I was just cleaning up a bit and Yuzu's mysterious looking dolls caught my attention. 'no wonder Kon stays his distance from her'. They were all dressed in her hand made clothes and just sitting there. Staring at the few visitors that entered their domain. I picked one up, checking out why little girls seemed so attracted to them and then suddenly a sitcom was being filmed.
Gracefull hands touched Yuri's face as Machi moved closer to her room mate. Yuri's breath began to quicken as she felt Machi's warm breath flow over her skin. She blushed and felt a light pressure on her lips. Machi held her ground waiting for Yuri to push away from her when-
" Kuro...saki? "
That voice. No way! It can't be him. I turned my head a bit to see the sudden visitor. My face went blank. Ishida...holy sh-!
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He looked at me as if I was dressed in a pink frilly dress. Oh, a pink dress would be a good look for Yuri's date. ' wtf?'
" What in the world of sewing needles are you doing Kurosaki?"
I didn't look at him. I couldn't look at him. I bet he was thinking: " I knew he played with those! "
When I didn't answer he grabbed my arm, releasing the dolls, and dragged me to my room where he forcefully pushed me onto the bed.
"What are you doing you bastard?" I shouted, my brows furrowing so much it hurt.
" Where 'playing' , there's nothing wrong with that, is there?"
I could see his eyes darken behind his glasses as he threw himself at me with something frilly looking in his hand. I didn't have time to see what it was because I closed my eyes.
When I felt the pressure on top of me lessen, I opened my eyes and went blank...again.
"Pink really is a good color for you. "
He had mangaed to get the most obscured looking thing onto me. It was pink...frilly...and on me. I saw the playfull smirk adorn his face as he made his next move. His hands crept up my naked legs and rested on my thighs as his mouth had latched itself onto my bare neck.
"Oi! Stop it! "
" Why? You seem to be enjoying it." He said menecingly and looked down at my hidden member, which was rising far too fast for me. Traitorous bastard!
He caught my chin with his free hand and kissed my worried lips. It felt awkward, but when he put more of himself into it it made me push into it too. He slid his tounge in, making me gasp in suprise, and licked at everything he could reach. When air became nessesary, he broke the connection and stared down at me.
"Shall we continue?"
I didn't answer, so I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss.
I don't mind gettting caught playing with dolls.
FIN
-omg! this little thing came out of my journal. It's so old now, but the original had smut, but I'm not ready to write that yet, so just wait for me when I'm ready to run, okay? I LOVE YOU ALL.