Kay readers out there, I need some honest opinions! This is a chunk of an Ichigo x Renji fic I'm working on. Tell me if you like the little excerpt xD This is just a tiny part of it (and kinda smutty at that) lol. Anywho, honest reviews = DO WANT 3 hurr ~Yui
Ichigo and Renji (c) Tite Kubo
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..His breath against mine was heavy and ragged already. Making our way across the bedroom, I gently shoved Ichigo onto the bed, then straddled his hips. The little piece of heaven beneath my grinding hips was gorgeous –built but not overly muscular, framed perfectly and covered by taught, smooth skin. His face was just as supple and slightly chiseled as his body. And those eyes, damn, those eyes. Deeply mysterious chocolate pools that one could get easily lost in.
What's behind those eyes Kurosaki? Do you really want this?
As if he'd read my thoughts, Ichigo pulled me in closer, locking his tender lips with mine. Passion like bubbles burst inside my chest. I could feel the accelerated babump of the strawberry-haired boy's heart trip hammering against his rib cage, its beats resonating against my own. I took this as a yes.
I deepened the kiss and lapped against his lower lip, hoping to gain entry to his mouth. Ichigo complied. His tongue met mine as it snaked into his moist mouth, leaving a pleasant, tangy taste behind. My hands busied themselves, tracing the muscles of his neck then moving downward and subtly began unbuttoning the shirt of his school uniform. With the troublesome fabric of the shirt out of the picture, I moved my hands down towards his chest, stopping momentarily to toy with the already pert pink buds framed by his pectorals. I heard Ichigo's breath hitch briefly and I felt his hands against my head, running his fingers through my long hair. I continued on to earn a myriad of low moans from him that floated and faltered through the air. The sound of his pleasure only increased my own, my erection was feeling almost painful with want...