Authors note: Hope you like it. Don't read this if you are mature.

A Dreamy Strawberry

Renji flipped his long red locks sexily as Ichigo watched him, while munching on some juicy succulent strawberries. The fluids from the tasty morsel dripped down his chin and fell on his white Kimono, leaving an ugly pink stain. "That strawberry looks delicious, and I'm not talking about the food." Renji stated boldly. He took a deep breath, he had loved Ichigo from the first time he saw him without his shirt on, and this confession took a lot of guts on his part.

Ichigo looked up in surprise. "But strawberries are food…aren't they…OH DAMN! I'm not eating something that's nonedible again am I?"

Renji rolled his eyes at his friends stupid not thought out statement, 'how does he survive with no brains?' he thought suddenly. But at the same time, Ichigo's lack of thought was endearing and attracted the red head to him even more. " I meant you, dumbass." Renji tried to disguise the intensity of his confession with a nonchalant tone.

It didn't work very well.

Ichigo stood up and dropped the strawberry next to him. "Renji…do you—mean that?" he strode to Renji and put his hands on the Death God's muscular shoulders.

Renji was shocked into silence, and assumed he must be dreaming. 'Well, if this is a dream then I can do whatever I want, and I want to do Ichigo' he smirked. With a hysterical laugh he grabbed the orange haired man and threw him on the ground.

"Yes! I mean it! But there is only one condition to my love." Renji looked grave, so Ichigo decided it was time to be melodramatic.

"What? Anything, I'll do anything for you my love." Ichigo cried solemnly.

"I…"

"What is it? Tell me!"

"Must be…"

"Renji!"

"…on top…"

Ichigo was shocked and began to stutter. "Don't…y-you tth-think that we ssshould take this s-slower?"

"No, I want you." And with that, Renji decided that the time for talking was over. He jumped on top of Ichigo and roughly tore of his Kimono, revealing Ichigo's soft creamy buttox. "This might hurt a little….or a lot, my sweet little strawberry" Renji said with a grin. With that he plunged himself into Ichigo, over and over again, until Ichigo cried out in pain and ecstasy. His screams caught the attention of Hitsugaya, who happened to be passing in the vicinity.

"What the hell is going on here??" he shouted upon seeing the two entwined figures humping.

The action paused, and both Renji and Ichigo stared at the younger boy. "Why didn't you invite me!" he said suddenly, with a slight pout on his pretty petite face.

"hmmmm', thought Renji. 'A ménage-a-twa. I like the sound of that. Hitsugaya is the perfect size to fit in between the two of us!'

"Come join us! Come come to us!" Renji exclaimed while throwing his hands up in the air.

"But I thought I was special!" Ichigo whined.

"You are special," Renji cooed to him, "but don't you think we should allow other people in on the fun?"

"I guess…." Ichigo sounded like a spoiled five year old. "But you have to hump me more than him!!!"

Hitsugaya scowled as he undressed. "You guys are such pervs. But I'm horny, so what the fuck? I don't really have a choice…I could go and ask Rukia for some action, but she's in the middle of some….fun herself…with that Byakuya dude. Lucky guy."

Ichigo and Renji weren't paying attention to the white haired man's long rant, they were too busy fucking.

Soon there were three bodies in the bunch, colliding with one another, and the noise level had increased dramatically.

"AAAHHHHH right there!"

"Yes! Yes! Oh my god! Hump me harder!"

But just as the trio was reaching a climax something interrupted them….

…To be continued…

Actuallly probably not. We most likely will never write more of this. If you review we might though! Flames are what we covet most!