Title: Remember
Rating: T (implied sexual relationship)
Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei x Kira Izuru
Preview: It had started off as a few drinks
Warnings/Personal Thoughts: This story is obviously based on the 100 theme challenge thing so here's my version of it with little drabbles on the couples Shuuhei x Izuru. I would put up a list of all the ones I'm doing but I don't believe that's allowed here. So I'll just post as I go without the index. Enjoy.
Prompt: 078. Drink
The light from the window hurt his eyes.
Well it wasn't his eyes, his head was aching badly, how much had he had to drink? The hangover was clouding Izuru's thoughts, he couldn't remember anything at the moment. Izuru commanded his mind to recall what exactly had happened last night but it ended in vain. So he started with something a little easier, what lead to last night's drinking with… ugh… who was even there? Holding his head and suppressing the groan he tried to make, Izuru rolled over only to realize there was something in the way. He sat up abruptly and stared at the body that lay next to him still sleeping.
Now he remembered…
It had been a normal day actually, he had gone to work like normal, did his paper work, and left at the normal time. Nothing out of the ordinary except that he had felt like a drink that day and assumed the guys and Rangiku were bound to be at the normal bar they always hung out in. Heading down the districts he finally arrived to the musty bar at the eleventh division. Peering inside he noticed that the guys weren't there, actually it was just Shuuhei there sipping at one of the sake cups. Izuru smiled to himself as he went over and took a seat next to him.
"Eh? Konichiwa Izuru."
"Konichiwa Shuuhei-kun, I didn't expect to see you here all alone."
"I could say the same to you, just felt like a drink today, that's all."
Izuru nodded in silent agreement, but also silently wondering if Shuuhei was anywhere close to being drunk. Izuru knew he was easy to get drunk while Shuuhei was extremely hard. Izuru slightly wondering if Shuuhei was going to stop drinking so much so he could help him back to his division. Those doubts went away as the hours went by and Izuru lost control of his body. He was aware of what was going on but not aware enough to control what he was doing. Shuuhei was in the same state as he slumped forward and just listened to Izuru's random ramblings in his drunken state.
"H-hey, you wanna… head back to my place?" Shuuhei slurred.
Izuru looked at him with heavy lids and yawned loudly before replying with a mumble that sort of sounded like a yes… sorta… Shuuhei had always been rather stable while being drunk and barely stumbled as he walked. Izuru had fallen into him a few times but other then that was basically fine. They had reached Shuuhei's quarters, even though Izuru could recall the walk being incredibly long. Izuru's mind was still a bit blurry but he remembered somehow ending up in Shuuhei's room.
"Mmm? Shuukein," Izuru had to blush remembering his poor attempt at saying Shuuhei-kun. "Your hair smells nice"
Izuru didn't remember when he had leaned over and laid his head on Shuuhei's shoulder or when they had actually sat next to each other. Shuuhei had grabbed a hold of his chin at that point and lifted Izuru's face to look at him. "You smell nice too." Shuuhei had then moved his head beside Izuru and inhaled deeply and exhaled with a content sigh. "Really nice... do you-do you taste nice too Izuru~?"
Quickly shutting the front door behind him, he hurried to his division, hoping to some god out there that Shuuhei wouldn't remember what he did. He was sore and hung over, he'll have to get the day off today and just go home and rest. Shuuhei had bitten into his neck after that, licking and nibbling and all Izuru could recall doing was moaning and arching into it. He had been the one to encourage Shuuhei into it, it was his fault that that had happened. He could recall some scenes from their activities and it made him want to get sick at what he forced his best friend to do.
Shuuhei had moved his mouth down and had hastily stripped the both of them. He remembered when his lips meet his member and how much pleasure had coursed through him at that moment. The details were fuzzy but the feelings were all there, the rasping, the moaning, the arching, and the thrusting. His whole body ached and he was trying not to limp from the pain. How could this have happened over a few drinks with his best friend, Izuru felt the guilt building. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for him.
It was all his fault…
A/N: First one I wrote for the challenge, I'm still rather new on the whole sex scene things so I didn't go onto details for this one. However it's finished and I'm not sure what else to say other than I got to start working on more of these things.