Kira, Gin. Fluff. From a prompt "First times."

Teasing Tongue

A lean, pale-skinned figure took the innocent Kira Izuru aside into a vacant classroom from the white Academy corridor he had been walking in a moment before. Kira looked up in confusion only to realize it was non other than the silver-haired Fukutaichou Ichimaru Gin. As Izuru went to speak his words were cut off by a smooth hand over his peach colored lips. Kira went wide-eyed and muffled something before Ichimaru brought his other hand up to his mouth placing his index finger to his lips and shushing Kira softly with amusement present in his reiatsu. Kira did not know what to think. He lowered his eye lids and gave a slight nod of his head in agreement. Gin's smile spread into an open grin as he pulled his hands away to his side again.

"I thought I'd 'nap 'ya for a few, Kira-chan."

"I - I told you not to refer to me as 'Kira-chan,' please." Kira retorted as he crossed his arms defensively, looking to his side trying to avoid the adorable puppy look Gin gave out of confusion.

"But 'ya make the perfect chan." Ichimaru whined as he got closer and tugged at Kira's folded arms. Izuru sighed and let his arms be taken hold of by the silver-haired man's slender digits.

"I do not." Kira said exasperatedly, still looking the other way as a faint blush crept across his cheeks.

"Oh, yes 'ya do." Ichimaru got closer and wrapped Kira's arms about his waist in an erotic suggestion as he pressed himself to Kira

"No. I do not." Kira looked Gin up and down before adding, "Ichimaru-fukutaichou." The older of the two leaned down ever so slightly and placed his lips on a the soft peach colored lips. Kira flinched slightly as Gin's tongue licked his upper lip and than slid inside making the youth flutter his eyes close. Ichimaru's tongue and lips ravaged the inexperienced mouth as Izuru grasped at Ichimaru's shihakusho from the back. Kira was grabbing and tugging at the black fabric in small spasms of pleasure as his and Ichimaru's bodies began to press tightly together in a fit of passion. After a while of gropes and caressing tongues the two pulled away, one kiss at a time, looking into each other's eyes. Kira had experienced his first open mouth kiss with a man he knew so little about, but could not help but to want to know more and more as the days passed. He would be this man's friend. He would be this man's lover. Even this man's tool if he had to.