Ichigo: Johru had summer school and she suffered from another asthma attack. So I'll apologize on her behalf! Really, that stupid girl—
Johru: -twitches brows.- I'm right here, Ichigo.
Ichigo: -clears throat.- I'm just trying to explain to the readers why you haven't updated.
Toshirou: -distant yell.- KUROSAKI! GET ME STARBUCKS WILL YOU?
Johru: -turns.- Since when did Hitsugaya-baka like coffee?
Ichigo: -embarrassed blush.- Since… Since I got him some caramel macchiato…
Johru: -shakes head.- Has he always been like that?
Ichigo: Err… yeah, ever since…
Johru: CHEWBAKA! You have GOT to control his cravings…
I don't own Bleach. You know pretty darn well who owns it. x3
Chapter 8: 心より決定。
Rangiku: "My decision."
The two lovers went to Toshirou's favorite restaurant, Le Dragon Bleu. Ichigo, who was actually lazy to park, decided to give his car keys to one of the security guards that were waiting for him. Toshirou raised his brows in confusion but shook the feeling off when Ichigo extended a hand for him to hold. Without a second thought, he reached for the taller man's hand and walked inside the restaurant as the receptionist bowed and opened the door for them to enter.
It was a dining bar with Chinese cuisines and neither the two of them eat there very often. They only went there when there's a special occasion, and it's been months since he knew Ichigo, though their mother's completely retaliates and say that they knew each other since they were very little. Toshirou knew something's up then, so when he sat down at the same time Ichigo did, he looked at the carrot-head, Ichigo felt eyes staring at him so he blinked twice and laid his elbow on the table so that his chin could rest on top of his hand. "Is something wrong, Toshirou?"
And for the first time, Toshirou swallowed, unsure of what to say. He cleared his throat, "Kurosaki, I demand an explanation on why we're here."
"I did say we were going to have a long night," Ichigo explained, his eyes never leaving Toshirou's turquoise ones. "I'll leave my question to your decision."
"What question?"
Ichigo's eyes widened in disbelief, he didn't want to believe what his ear just heard, but Toshirou's innocent and puzzled expression told him that he really has forgotten about what he said earlier before they left. Ichigo opened his mouth, still in the state of shock. He needed something to clear his mind, so with that, he turned, raising his hands to call the waiter then looked back to Toshirou who was patiently waiting for an answer.
"…About, you having kids. I can't believe you forgot, it was just a few minutes ago when you were acting so cute – ow! – And shy and you said you didn't mind having some as long as it was with me! And why did you have to keep the fact that you're feeling strange from me until now? You could've told me sooner so I came back from the meeting—"
"That's the thing, Ichigo." Toshirou's voice softened, "I'm not dying or anything – don't give me that pouting look – I'm just being honest. I don't want to stress you out, you know how workaholic I get even outside of school, I should give you space too. I know you give me enough attention, but I don't want your coworkers complain—"
Toshirou didn't even notice that Ichigo was gone until pair of warming hands was wrapped around his neck gently. His eyes darted from where Ichigo was, to where he was now. Ichigo's brown-eyes were concerned, even if he didn't say much, Toshirou knew then that his explanations didn't matter. Why did he even bother to say that much? He knew Ichigo's the type to do things without giving a fuck about what people say. He sighed in defeat, and then his lover's soft lips brushed against his cheek.
"I love you, Toshirou." He shivered from Ichigo's voice. "Trust me, I really don't care about what the other doctors will say, if you need me, I'm there."
Another say escaped the white-haired boy's mouth. "I know me too."
"Ain't ya two lovers takin' yer precious time? if ya keep doing tha' I might as well jus' leave and come back anotha' time!"
Heat rose from Toshirou's cheeks the moment he realized they were at a public place. Embarrassment started to swell over him and raised his left hand to send Ichigo flying across the room they've been at for a while. Ichigo growled, muttering curses under his breath. He looked up to see where that voice was coming from, that person's going to get a piece of his—
It was Gin. Gin Ichimaru stood with a foxy grin on his face and flailed his pen into the air with impatient mockery. His deep blue eyes sparkled in amusement as he watched the whole thing happen in front of him, Toshirou looked away, the blush never leaving his face and Ichigo stood up with his hand behind his neck, rubbing them.
"Ouch! That musta' hurt ne… Ichigo?" Gin said cheekily and walked over to the fuming orange-head.
"You just had to ruin the moment huh Gin?"
"Gin?" Toshirou raised his brow. "You're Matsumoto's—!"
The waiter turned to take another look at the younger boy and his eyes widened. "OH! Hitsugaya Toshirou-san!"
It was Gin! Matsumoto's Gin! Toshirou's mouth curled into a smile. "Ichimaru-dono! How many times do I have to tell you, it's just Toshirou?"
A chuckle was released from the other silver-haired man, he shook his head and his beautiful eyes finally hid. "And how many times do I have to tell you it's Gin?"
Ichigo furrowed his brows together. "You know each other?"
With a nod, Toshirou got out of his seat to tippy-toe and reach for Ichigo's bruised face to caress it gently. Ichigo stiffened, surprised by Toshirou's sudden movement and the softened expression that he wore. "Sorry, Ichigo," The white-haired boy admitted, "I'm still not used to public—"
"No, that's okay, I understand." Ichigo still kept his eyes on his lover. "But other than that, how do you know Gin?"
"He's Matsumoto's boyfriend."
"Eh! Seriously?" Ichigo's eyes widened. "Why didn't you tell me! You've been working part time at my dad's clinic!"
"Well you never asked me!" Gin butted in. "Rangiku's been my ya' kno~ for a very long time, don't got time tuh' explain since I don't wanna lose my job. Now then, give me yer orders and I'll let ye' two lovers enjoy yer time alone!"
So without another word, the two of them got back to their seat and said their orders with Gin nodding in appreciation, his foxy grin never left his face. Gin opened the door but turned to say something before he left.
"That's right, I forgot to tell ya'. Rangiku told me to pass on a message~" He said softly, then his eyes opened. "...check yer phone after yeh eat… Seems like she gots' a surprise for ya both!"
"…Then change into these clothes and have fun inside the room, she says?"
The two boys twitched their eyebrows and sat uncomfortably at the edge of the bed they were instructed to do so. Ichigo crossed his eyes, thinking of the possible reasons why Rangiku would think like this and looked around the vacant hotel room that's been reserved for them. It was given to them for ten days, but how can they stay? First, tomorrow's their graduation, then there's the party. How could Rangiku possibly believe that they can stay for the whole ten days? Unless…
He glanced at the white-haired boy who was staring at the two bottles in front of the center table with a note attached to it. They were both sake bottles.
Oh, here we go. Matsumoto will get scolding later on.
Toshirou growled beneath his black kimono that was similar to Ichigo's, and reached for the left note that was taped on the dripping, wet bottle. His eyebrow was still twitching, his eyes were scanning across the note and realized Rangiku was doing this with Haineko.
"Taichou!" Toshirou read out loud. "Give this bottle to Ichigo to get your game on~!"
Ichigo perked up, "Which bottle?" He reached for the sake bottle.
"Kurosaki, don't, touch that bottle." Ichigo stopped halfway, a little startled.
"What, why not? She said that's my bottle."
"Idiot! I don't trust Matsumoto when it comes to alcoholic beverages!"
When Ichigo silenced himself, Toshirou let out a mental sigh of relief. The only thing he wants is for Ichigo to remain sober, there has to be another way for them to relax. Toshirou glanced at the other bottle and removed the second note. He frowned,
"Okay, I knew you're not gonna give it to Ichigo-kun. So I here! This is less powerful than the other one that I brought! This is all I'm helping you with, BYE!"
"Seriously? What's gotten into Rangiku-san's head."
Even Toshirou didn't know what's gotten into his best friend's head. Ichigo looks just as confused as he was, which meant Rangiku hasn't talked to him about it. He felt a trap setting the two of them up. The first bottle was for Ichigo… but the second bottle was also FOR Ichigo… but less stronger…? Wait a moment.. If Rangiku's trying to lure him to taking the second bottle…
…The first bottle must be better.
Toshirou had to make sure. He grabbed the sake bottle away from his boyfriend's grasp making Ichigo jump in surprise. "Toshirou, what're you…"
"I have to try," He insisted to the carrot-head, turning the cap to open the cover, Toshirou reached for a cup. "I don't want you hurting me."
Ichigo felt guilt rising over his chest. "You know I won't hurt you… Hey – don't drink that, come on Toshirou – gah! "
"Ichigo…" Toshirou's eyes darkened, his cheeks flushed pink and crawled in between Ichigo's legs slowly. "It's getting hot…"
A nervous gulp escaped Ichigo's throat. "T-Toshirou…?"
"! Ichigo!"
Rangiku flashed through the wide TV screen right in front of them. She was in Toshirou's room, with Haineko snoring in the background with the magazine she was reading covering her face. Rangiku however, looked as if she just came from somewhere else. She waved to the orange-head and sat down on a seat.
"Ara! Toshirou fell for it!" Her blue eyes sparkled with mild amusement. "I never thought he would—"
"Rangiku-san! What's going on?" Ichigo panicked, Toshirou was trying to undress him, but he wrapped his arms around Toshirou's waist, stopping him from slipping his black kimono's sleeve off. The white-haired boy pouted playfully, turning to where Rangiku's voice was and his expression transformed into a smugly growl.
"Matsumoto… you…"
She waved her hands half-heartedly. "Oh you want it just as bad as Ichigo does!"
The white-haired boy blushed even harder than he already was. Matsumoto being blunt made the air around them change. Ichigo was trying to keep himself calm because Toshirou wasn't himself, but with the genius harshly grabbing on his area below, Ichigo screeched. The strawberry-blonde woman giggled at the sight.
"I'll help! I left some things in the drawer to help you ease the pain. Okay bye!" Then the TV died.
"I-Ichigo…." Toshirou said breathlessly.
Ichigo stared at the boy beneath him nervously, another gulp released. "Toshirou… We shouldn't do anything that… Y-you know… That would make you regret..—"
"Don't say another word…" The chibi murmured. "Let me take care of your little problem down here…"
"A-Ah… W-wait…"
Lemon starts hereee.
I warned you, but if you're eyes are ignoring this… GO ON AND READ! I'm not stopping you :D
-ahem- credits to Mikki because I can't write half of this on my own! xD
Toshirou's fingers worked their way inside Ichigo's black kimono and managed to cup his hardened length with his hand once more, cold defrosting from his warmth, making the strawberry let out a hitched breath. Ichigo's senses ran away and by the time he realized it, he was already naked, his hands grabbing his lover's soft, white-locks as Toshirou worked on his little 'problem'. The feeling of Toshirou's wet and warm cavern made Ichigo shiver; Toshirou's mouth just felt so good! And Ichigo was already hard, that made things easier for him to do his work. He knew that Ichigo won't pull away, so he closed his eyes and cragged his teeth against Ichigo's manhood, Ichigo moaned. Success!
Ichigo had such a unique flavor much to Toshirou's own surprise, he didn't mind sucking all night if he had to (but Hitsugaya's not a pervert, so you know… -wink.-). With a rough squeeze, Ichigo's member twitched and another moan escaped from the orange head. Ichigo's fullness tensed, feeling it become inexplicably painful and pleasurable at the same time.
It must've been the alcohol that gave Toshirou the confidence, because Ichigo's ravishing noises made him pump more. Oh, how dirty Toshirou's innocent mind was right now. Ichigo bucked his hips forward, and his whole length reached about the end of Toshirou's throat. Toshirou gagged for a moment, but with a hard suck a little later on, Ichigo groaned and Toshirou grew comfortable.
"T-Toshirou…!" Ichigo shrieked, his head arching back to the headboard.
Something clicked from the chibi and removed Ichigo's twitching member from his mouth then circled his tongue around the tip of it. Ichigo shifted uncomfortably, sitting up and whimpering at the lack of his boner's attention and Toshirou held back a snort. Even though Ichigo has a dirty mind, he's not the type to let it get the best of him… Being naughty is alright sometimes… right?
Right, because this little performance lead them to making love, and a better one at that.
Toshirou went back to taking in on the strawberry that was now lying back, because he couldn't support himself anymore, and for a big guy like him, he usually could. Toshirou thrusts down then up Ichigo's length, and gave it a coarse suck. Ichigo's eyes were scrunched shut, opening his mouth to let out trivial moans, turning the white-haired boy on. The chibi was constantly repeating pumping Ichigo's shaft with his mouth; Ichigo began to feel his stomach churning with the vibration sending up to his spine. He knew he was reaching his climax.
"Mother… f-fucker…"
"Mmm…?"
It felt as if what's going on between the two of them has been taking forever, but that's not precisely true. Ichigo was already panting and moaning here and there, and Hitsugaya, already proud of what he was doing, just continued sucking, licking off the pre-cum that's been coating Ichigo's tip. "S-Shit…! A-Ah…!" The strawberry's member hardened when his tongue brushed through his slit. Ichigo's body tensed as he clenched unto the bed sheets harshly and came inside the white-haired boy's mouth.
Little did the two boys know that there was a light that flashed red beside the TV screen.
Exhausted from what just happened, Ichigo dropped, trying to catch his breath, while grabbing Toshirou's butt at the same time to push him up and face him. His turquoise eyes glinted with lust and passion, and his lips were pink, the carrot-head thought of him hungrily, and with that, he cupped the tiny boy's chin and caught his lips to a heated kiss.
Toshirou hesitantly kissed back, surprised that Ichigo still had enough power to bruise his lips. The taller one undressed him while they kissed, their eyes completely closed and locked with each other's challenge for dominance and passion. Ichigo departed from Toshirou's lips, trailing kisses from all over his neck then traveled down to his nipples. He playfully bit to the right and Toshirou gasped, his nipple hardening from the tongue that's circling it. A moan escaped from his luscious, pink lips. Ooo, Ichigo could feel himself going up again.
"Nggh… I-Ichigo…" He tapped against his lover's shoulders pleadingly. "Please…?"
Ichigo wanted him just as bad as Toshirou does, but there was something that was keeping him from pleasuring the younger boy sitting on his lap. It's the outcome, the things that will happen at the end. What if Toshirou doesn't really want this? What if this was too soon? At the beginning, he had the advantage, however, this time, his heart and his head were screaming two different things. He wasn't troubled about it before, but now that Mayuri-sensei's voice echoed from his head, his senses were coming back. He shook his head, and brushed his fingers against Toshirou's slender ones.
"I can't…" Ichigo murmured quietly. "I don't want to do something that you might live up to regret."
That totally ruined the moment, but Toshirou's face softened at Ichigo's thoughtfulness. The alcohol miraculously disappeared. "Idiot," He let out a satisfied sigh and pecked on Ichigo's lips lovingly, his teal eyes squinted with glee. "I already told you before we left, as long as it's with you… I really don't give a care in the world…"
"But…"
"No buts Ichigo, inside me, now." Toshirou was serious.
(Johru: -slaps Mikki.- getting emotional, hurry up! Mikki: GODS. FINE, HERE! I swear patients are so annoy— Johru: WHAT DID YOU SAY! Grr… I'm taking over!]
The two lovers started slow, and Toshirou's heart was already pounding rapidly with every single touch Ichigo laid on him. His legs wrapped around Ichigo's waist, as Ichigo's arms snaked around his, gently grinding with their bodies while exchanging heat. Ichigo went back up to initiate another kiss and this time Toshirou kissed back with confidence, their tongues tangled, and one then the other sucked, savoring each other's taste. The white-haired boy's hands rose, wrapping his arms around Ichigo's neck. Ichigo took the chance of spinning the smaller one around, swapping places with him. Ichigo on top, Toshirou on the bottom.
He presented his three fingers in front of Toshirou's face to suck, "If it hurts, you have to tell me."
Toshirou snorted; his face red. "…You make it sound like we've never done this before, Ichigo."
With an innocent sweatdrop, Ichigo gave a cheeky grin and watched Toshirou work his gifted tongue around his fingers. Fuck, he's sucking me like a lollipop, Ichigo thought. Stupid, go on, continue. He's done, and he's doing fine. He blinked twice and looked down. Toshirou looked back at him with blinking turquoise eyes and shrugged, turning around, shyly flashing his area that only Ichigo will ever see.
"…What're you waiting for?" Toshirou mumbled softly, bending and shaking his hips slightly before Ichigo. "Put them in…"
Ichigo gave him a confused look but sat up on the bed anyway; spreading his legs open and lowered himself down, giving his entrance a soft lick. Toshirou made a surprised squeak and shivered from the wet sensation that entered inside of him then left, he slightly yelped in pain as Ichigo's fingers slid inside his tight walls. "Haa…" Toshirou gasped out of discomfort.
"Sorry babe…" Ichigo fumbled, shifting his fingers from left to right then traveled deeper. "Just relax and—"
"I-Ichigo!" Toshirou moaned loudly, withering beneath Ichigo. His member twitched, his legs trembled in pleasure and the strawberry just smirked, slamming into that sweet spot, making Toshirou cry, "F-Faster!" So he didn't hold back. He repeated the same action, over and over again to earn those heavenly cries, moans and groans that belonged to the chibi who was finally panting under him. Ichigo wrapped his right arm around Toshirou's waist, a spark of success flooding on his brown chocolaty eyes appeared when those stilled walls finally widen, then tighten all over again. Ichigo bit his lip and thrusted once more, receiving a loud incoherent moan. One more hit on that sweet spot – "AH!" – Toshirou came, panting heavily.
Ichigo licked his lips, turning Toshirou around to face him. His eyes were closed, but he was panting heavily, his chest rising up then down rapidly and the white substance dripped from the tip of his member. The strawberry left a small peck on Toshirou's delicious lips and reached for the drawer searching for something that will help them do this easier. Toshirou opened his eyes and watched Ichigo open the bottle and his face darkened, "I-Ichigo… Since when did you have a lube…?" Ichigo looked down on him and shrugged, simply saying, "Not me, Rangiku-san's responsible."
After rubbing the lube against his cock, he raised Toshirou's weakened legs over his shoulders and didn't bother to warn him of what's up ahead. Even Toshirou wasn't worried, the carrot-head was always gentle, and he'll just have to trust him. Toshirou looked at him, nodding as he readied himself, clenching his eyes the moment he felt Ichigo's hardened length enter his entrance. Ichigo groaned, thrusting himself deeper inside his lover. "You're still t-tight…" He gritted through his teeth. He pressed deeper, and Toshirou clenched through the sheets even tighter than before. The chibi could feel tears flooding through his closed eyes and squeezed them, not wanting Ichigo to know how painful this was, even if they've done this before. In an instant, the pain dissolved and pleasure struck through his veins. He let out a moan when Ichigo started moving in and out of him.
Toshirou dug his fingers on the sheets, still unaware of the red light that was right in front of him. His mind was in pure ecstasy bliss, and he couldn't think right with the heat flowing from inside of him. Ichigo continued his thrusts, and Toshirou couldn't help but let out a cry of pleasure and groan once in a while. He felt fucking good.
Ichigo quickened the speed of his thrusting, grunting and groaning whenever he moved in then out of Toshirou's hot entrance. "I-Ichigo… F-Faster…" Toshirou practically screamed, both of their body coated in heavy sweats. Ichigo happily obliged, and Toshirou's head rolled back, the amount of pleasure clouded his mind. All he wanted was more, Ichigo being inside him made him wetter than ever. One of Ichigo's hands found Toshirou's throbbing cock and started pumping it at the same time he thrusted in. Toshirou's eyes widened and his let out another moan, "I-Ichigo… A-ah…! If you k-keep doing that… I'm g-gonna…"
"Y-Yeah…" Ichigo said breathlessly as he continued pounding on his lover's sweet spot. "I know…"
"I-Ichigo…!"
At the end, he wasn't able to hold it in any longer, his eyes fluttered. Toshirou let out a loud, pleasure-filled cry, spilling all over his sweaty chest and Ichigo's sneaky hands. His muscles inside tensed and Ichigo, who was still inside him did a last pump inside and his hardened length, that couldn't take the muscles tightening all over him exploded, making Toshirou moan once more before his legs grew weak, and dropped on the bed. Ichigo followed a little after, releasing himself from inside of Toshirou (who whimpered) and collapsed beside the smaller boy beside him.
Lemon ends.
They both panted uncontrollably, and Toshirou didn't even care about the dripping substance that was coming out under his area. He just swam towards Ichigo's warm body and snuggled against his chest, trying to catch his normal breathing. Their heavy breathing and incoherent gasps disappeared, letting nothing but comfortable silence take over the two of them. Ichigo wrapped his arms around the sleeping white-haired boy's waist and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
"I love you, Toshirou."
"…" one, turquoise eye peeked out sleepily. "I love you too, blockhead…"
Ichigo chuckled, leaving a small, loving kiss on Toshirou's forehead before he buried his chin on top of the chibi's soft hair. Slowly, he found himself falling for a sweet, flooded and tired slumber.
The red flash on the corner of the TV disappeared.
Rangiku Matsumoto gasped at the end, downloading the whole scene on Toshirou's laptop. Her face was flushed red, and frantically, she reached for the tissue box to cover her nose with it, not wanting her younger sister, who was now looking at her curiously, see that she was about to have a nosebleed from everything that just happened.
"…That was…" She tried to search for the right words to say, but failed. "…hot."
"What's hot?" A voice called from behind her. "Is that Toshi and Ichigo-kun sleeping together?"
Rangiku's blue eyes widened, shutting her best friend's laptop as quick as she could before she gathered up the courage to stand up and shake her head in panic.
"S-Shinako-ba-san!"
"What was that?"
Haineko smirked, realizing now what her sister was hiding.
"Rangiku just recorded Hitsugaya and Ichigo-kun having sex."
Toshirou's mother gasped and fainted, completely shocked from what she just heard. The red-head snickered, reaching for a new piece of magazine and read through the first page with pure boredom. Matsumoto ran towards the falling lady and caught her before she just passed out on the carpet. She glared at her sister.
"You just had to be blunt, huh?"
Haineko didn't look up. "Don't make it sound like you've never been blunt to the two boys either. I heard you earlier. I guess I wasn't imagining things after all."
Silence occurred.
"…So what time of sake did you give them?"
KAY. Done! Say thank you to Mikki for helping me out! ^_^. arigatou Mikki-baka!
Kuu kuu, thank you for favoriting, and subscribing guys. It really made me happy. And I'm so sorry for such a late update. I had to change so many things, but I'm finally satisfied with the chapter. Please review! X3
Renji: Ano, Ru-san?
Johru: Yeeeeeeeeeeees?
Renji: Reya-chan's out of diapers…
Johru: Can't Byakuya buy your baby some?
Renji: He's working... o_e
Johru: In that case, I'll go to the store to buy. Be right back!
