Disclaimer: Boy do I wish I owned Bleach. But sadly, that privilege doesn't belong to me, so I'll just have to get over it!
Summary: Ichigo and Byakuya have been seeing each other for a while now, and each time for them has been special. But, what makes this time the most special? What, exactly, does Byakuya have in store for his lover, Ichigo?
Part 1
Ichigo Kurosaki felt the gentle hand gliding along his back, a smooth glide that made him shiver in desire. His mate, Byakuya Kuchiki, lay behind him, his pale skin contrasting to Ichigo's tan hue.
"Ichigo, I'm cold." Byakuya murmured, causing Ichigo to let a small smirk free.
"I know." Ichigo turned slightly, his own skin raising goose bumps in the chilly air of his small room.
He turned fully, and swept his arms around his mate, drawing Byakuya into his embrace as he found the captain's lips with his own. Byakuya jerked a little, as Ichigo had come to expect after a year of living with him, at the contact, but immediately relaxed into the hug.
Almost grinning, Ichigo touched the tip of his tongue to the man's lips, seeking entrance. Not even a second later, he was granted it, and he swept the fleshy appendage throughout the moist cavern, relearning every little secret.
Byakuya withheld his moan, since such a sound was beneath him, and drew his hands through Ichigo's hair, pushing back the orange mass. He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of his mate practically devouring him.
They opened again, though, when he felt those strong, sword-worn hands find their way into his pants, massaging the skin their expertly. Drawing back from the kiss, Byakuya stared at Ichigo, his pale face slightly flushed.
"You know what, Byakuya? I'm kinda cold too. Won't you warm me up?"
Byakuya felt a fresh surge of desire at those words, knowing immediately where they would lead. Eagerness flooded his frame; no matter how many times he was allowed this pleasure the thrill never diminished.
Deciding not to look a gift horse in the mouth, Byakuya lurched foreword, catching Ichigo unawares as he smashed his lips to the others. nearly growling, he rolled the substitute Shinigami over, laying flush on top of him, skin to skin.
Ichigo gasped at the feel; no matter how many times he felt his mate on top of him, he couldn't get used to the feel of such silky skin rubbing against his own.
Byakuya smirked at the sound, and his hand began to slowly inch down the orange boxers hiding his lover from him.
"Well, Ichigo? Are you ready for the ride of your life?"
Ichigo gulped at the tone Byakuya used; he knew that his lover wouldn't be gentle with him. But he didn't want it, and already he felt himself hardening at the mere thought of Byakuya gliding harshly through him.
It was going to be a long, pleasure-filled night, and he couldn't wait for it to start.
End of Part 1! I know, I'm evil for a cliffy, but they decided that this night was too important for just one chapter! So, stay tuned! Hopefully by later on tomorrow, or in the next couple days, I'll have this two-shotter finished! Tootles!
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