Urahara gasped at the confession, his face heating up.
"W-what?!"
"You heard me." Shinji growled out. "For years you walked around actin' all shy and cute and shit and now you're all smug like you realized you're fucking sex on legs." He replied as he continued to grind against his ass, causing the other blond to whimper slightly. Urahara felt his face grow hotter.

"W-wait, Shinji, you d-don't really-"
"Don't really what?!" He suddenly asked angrily as he flipped the other over so they were face-to-face. He looked almost wounded, hurt clear in his eyes.
"For years you've been just out of reach, whether it was because you kept shying away from me in Soul Society or because we were miles apart!" He said almost pitifully. Urahara's heart clenched in his chest, he hadn't known he was causing the other so much pain. Doubt still niggled at the back of his mind, though, as it could just be the hollow side's need to breed talking.
"Do...do you really mean it?" He asked, licking his dry lips.
"With all my damned soul." Shinji replied earnestly.
"Then wait! Wait till after mating season has passed and prove it's not just the hormones talking!" He cried desperately. The look on Shinji's face became unreadable and his grip on Urahara's arms tightened. For a minute Urahara feared his doubts were right and that Shinji might just rape him but the Vizard soon let go, his head hanging.

"Okay...okay." He said quietly, as if to calm himself. "I can do that. Pft, can't be that hard, right?" He asked almost playfully. He licked his lips as he looked over at the other's face. "Can I...can I at least kiss you?" Shinji asked as he cupped Urahara's face and leaned a little closer. Urahara felt his face heat up a little but he, too, inched his face closer to the other's.
"Well...I guess that's okay..." He replied quietly. Shinji slowly inched closer. Closing the space between them, he purred as his chapped lips met Urahara's soft ones. The smaller blond purred into the kiss, eyes fluttering shut as he let his arms loosely wrap around the other while Shinji's rested on his hips. Shinji felt warmth spreading all through his body and he just had to have more. He let his tongue run over Urahara's bottom lip, all but demanding entrance, causing the other to gasp. Shinji immediately delved his tongue inside, letting explore and taking in the taste of him. Unsurprisingly Urahara tasted like his favorite tea and something slightly sweet. The Vizard was pulled from his thoughts when a soft moan escaped the shopkeeper. Shinji's control nearly broke at that, his grip on the other subconsciously getting tighter as if to ground himself. As Urahara continued to make such sweet sounds, Shinji felt his control slowly slip until he pulled away and attacked the other's neck. Urahara gasped in surprise, whimpering as Shinji bit and sucked on his neck, surely leaving a mark. His breath was short and heavy and he felt himself grow hard again but he refused to give in. If they were to do it, he wanted to know it was for the right reasons.

"S-Shinji...Shinji, s-stop! You said you'd wait!" He yelped as he tried to push the other off. Shinji looked up at him, the whites of his eyes gone black and the irises and eerie gold. Fear welled up in Urahara, not for the fact of his appearance, but for fear that he'd lost the other male to his baser hollow instincts. "Shinji!?" He called, fear unintentionally slipping into his voice. Recognition hit the Vizard like a bus. Fear. Urahara was afraid. HE was SCARING the other man. Shinji swallowed a lump in his throat and pushed himself off the bed but before he could leave, Urahara grabbed his arm.
"Let go." He demanded, but the other would not. "Damn it, Kisuke, let go!"
"No." He said sternly.
"Why?! Just a minute ago you were afraid of m-" Urahara cut off his oncoming self-deprecating rant with a chaste kiss before wrapping his arms around the other's waist.
"I wasn't afraid of YOU," he started, "I was afraid I'd lost you to your hollow. Please, I've faced you completely out of control, remember? I'm not easy to scare." He said with a soft smile. Shinji, while finding the other looking kind of...adorable, pouted.
"Please, like I'd loose control like that again." He huffed before frowning apologetically. "I did loose some control, though, and that's bad enough."
"You stopped, though, and that's what matters." Shinji didn't quite believe him but he knew Urahara could be stubborn when he wanted to be and did not fight him.

"It's getting late and we gotta start Strawberry's training tomorrow." He said finally. "We should both get some sleep." Urahara simply nodded before giving him a quick peck good night. Shinji left immediately afterwards, lest he try to jump the other again, but as he walked to his own guest room, he couldn't help but smile.

smut was gonna happen but then it didn't happen and his happened instead. I don't even know anymore