My first attempt at this on this website. reviews are appreciated but not necessary... that said i like to ignore flames and such... helpful criticism however will be taken and used to make my writing better. oh and spelling... ya i suck at that too... but I did my best... what with my writing muses yelling at me to 'hurry! hurry!'
Disclaimer: i do not own anything... except for the insanity that goes on in my head. Characters are borrowed.. as much as i would like to claim otherwise.
WARNING: THIS IS YAOI! AS IN MANXMAN IF THAT MAKES YOU SQUEAMISH IN ANY WAY THE BACK BUTTON IS ON THE TOP OF YOUR BROWSER...
Slowly he reached down, entwining his fingers with the orangette's that lay by his head
"This will hurt a little, but it will get better." He said with serious eyes, filled with lust.
His little berry was writhing beneath him panting and moaning, asking for more. And he would give it, if only to see the usually too serious eyes glazed over with passion. Slowly he pressed his hard member forward, never taking his eyes off his berry's face.
Ichigo's eyes were closed and small tears were working their way past the tightly shut lids. 'gods this hurts' he thought to himself, 'but it feels good too...' so he said noting not noticing the anxious expression of the one above him, not aware that a pained sound had escaped his tightly closed lips.
"Ichigo." The soft voice brought him back to the moment at hand and he opened his eyes to see pained grey looking back. "Ichigo I'm sorry but i don't think I can stop now, it's all I can do to wait."
Ichigo's eyes softened and he shifted slightly, earning a moan from the man above him, and froze when the slight change of position brought a sensation that threw his pain out the window and made him see stars.
"Move!" he gasped, and was rewarded as the man pulled out slightly, only to surge forward and hit that delicious spot inside of him again. He moaned as, repeatedly, the man pulled out and thrust forward again, and again each time hitting his prostate making him see stars.
The man pulled his hand back, only to reach forward and between them to take Ichigo's neglected cock into his and and begin to pump in time with his thrusts. Ichigo let out a yell, and arched his back off the bed, causing the man to lean forward and begin to nip at his neck.
"Please... I'm.. I.. AHHHHH!" was all the warning he had time for before he arched even further off the bed. The double stimulation too much for him to even think about holding back the roaring orgasm that had just ripped through his body.
The man above him grunted then moaned "Ichigo..." before he came inside the tight body of his younger lover.
They both stilled, coming down off their sex high, the larger on top of the berry, barely managing to keep his weight off him and on his forearms. Slowly he pulled out of his lover, laying down beside him and pulling him into a tight embrace.
"Ichigo, I..." he was cut off by the Berry's lips on his softly caressing, a kiss that said all they couldn't say out loud.
"You need to go, I know.. and I know that... It's just... stay with me... at least until I fall asleep. Please... Kisuke."
Kisuke nodded and held the boy closer, unable to say the three small words that seemed to want to overtake him, and make him bare his soul. This child... had been his downfall, the one thing in all three worlds that he had not seen coming. Younger than him by a millennia, fiery, determined, head-strong, loyal, beautiful, and until the moment ends, HIS.
Urahara Kisuke was a man that never let anything close, never let anyone in, keeping to himself and preferring not to get involved in shinigami troubles. However, this boy, this young firecracker, had managed to get him off his ass and doing something for a change. He didn't know how, still didn;t remember when he had fallen in love, but he knew, as surely as he was breathing that it had happened. He has been blindsided by the boy. 'no' Urahara thought, 'he is more a man then most i know.' And there was nothing, nothing at all that would change that fact.
"Kisuke?" the soft voice and gentle touch on his face brought him back from his thoughts.
He smiled leaning to lay a gentle kiss on Ichigo's now furrowed brow "What is it? Want me to sing you a lullaby?" He winced from the smack he received "ow!"
Ichigo now had his patent scowl on his beautiful face. "of course not. I just wanted to know what you were thinking that made you look that way."
"Nothing that you need to worry about my beautiful strawberry" he chuckled at the weak elbow to his stomach.
Ichigo growled, then sighed snuggling closer. "Only you can make it sound not so gay being called strawberry." He paused for a moment, "How long?"
Kisuke sighed, pulling the boy closer to himself. "An hour, maybe less."
One hour, just one measly little hour until he had to go back to the life he wasn't sure he wanted anymore. A life where his little 'games' and hints could get his berry killed. A world where people constanly expected his help with sending his lover into danger, never knowing if he would come back. A world that had almost killed his berry more than once. It wasn't a world he looked forward to anymore. Because it was a world where he couldn't be with his Ichigo.
Both men now sighed cuddling closer together and listening to the other breath. Kisuke smiled when he heard his lovers breathing even out and felt him relax in his arms. He gently untangled himself from his young lover's arms. Slowly backing away until he could stand and gather the haphazardly thrown clothes.
"you know Kisuke.. it doesn't have to be like this." Came the soft voice of his zampakto in his head.
"I'm afraid it does Benihime. I cant give him anything else but myself, and my life of exile. He needs and deserves way better than me, no matter what i want, i need him to be happy."
Both master and sword said no more as Kisuke dressed and leaped out the window of his lover's room only looking back once at the beautifully serene face, as they disappeared over the rooftops of Karakura town, away from his love, is soul. Away from the man who took his heart... and ran.