So I struggled a lot with this chapter mostly because other ideas were nipping at my brain so I had to go off and explore them.

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Toshiro woke before Ichigo. He stirred and glanced up at the sleeping man, his head was turned away but his eyes were closed and his features soft. It was one of the first times Toshiro saw him without a stupid grin on his face, he looked a lot younger as he slept, nearly the same age as himself. Not wanting to wake the older man quite yet Toshiro needed a moment to gather his thoughts. A lot of things had been said last night with only a few actual words being spoken. Leaning his right cheek against Ichigos clothed chest the young prodigy needed to sift through his thoughts.

The Russia deal was sorted into a little file at the corner of the desk in his mind, he'd open that file up again very soon. Instead he had another couple of files open in front of him that required his immediate attention, one being the file of a particular Strawberry blond. He really liked this guy, even looking at his pictures in the files of his mind made his stomach flip a little. He'd always been told that the power of the relationship always lies with whoever cares the least. As harsh as that sounded it had been true. In his and Kusakas case, Toshiro had let the older man walk all over him, use and abuse him simply because of the fact he didn't want to be alone. He always felt so lonely, the only person who never made him feel alone was his Gran but when she started to forget him, which hurt more than he'd ever care to admit to himself. He was strong for her because she needed him but other than that he was torn apart inside.

Quickly he closed over Grannys file inside his mind, which was a file he wasn't prepared to open and look over just yet. He glanced between Kusaka and Ichigo and traced a delicate finger over the picture of Ichigos goofy smile and beautiful brown eyes. He needed to separate these files and stop the lines getting blurred; a lot of his fears around being with Ichigo were installed on him because of the way that Kusaka had been with him. Toshiro was a business man, he didn't like wasting time and stalling and if there was something he wanted he usually went for it, that's how he'd become such an accomplished business man. Being young though was difficult, with hormones raging he felt horny pretty much all of the time which was why his relationship with Kusaka wouldn't last. It was hard to find a balance within himself for when the right time to cuddle was and when the right time to get down and dirty was. He knew he was a physical guy and he enjoyed sex, with Kusaka to begin with the sex had been amazing, mind blowing. Then Kusaka started to take things a bit far, being too rough with him even when he just wanted to cuddle, leaving and abandoning him after sex just because he knew how much it hurt Toshiro. Of course he'd never admit that he wanted to be cuddled because it was pathetic but he just wanted someone to care about him enough that they'd cuddle him anyway.

Teal orbs slipped over to Ichigos file once more. This was how his mind worked, it was like a giant office. Most would call it a Mind Palace, his was more of a Mind Office. With files and folders directed to particular people and events. He was still tracing Ichigos face with a finger, when he pulled back and flipped open the file. A lot of insecurities from him had been put in this file and it needed cleared out, Ichigos words last night and put a lot of the young mans mind at rest. Why couldn't he be sexual with him and still get the cuddles? Just because it hadn't worked with Kusaka doesn't mean it wouldn't work with Ichigo. He knew that Ichigo was a sensitive guy too, he'd seen that side of him when he'd pulled him close on the couch of his apartment as they watched the movie Pride. The memory of that still made him smile, that was what he needed and wanted. He'd never admit it though and never say it out loud to Ichigo but he hoped the Strawberry blond would understand considering he didn't wish to move from that position. He'd mentioned about being too comfy because he wanted to stay like that all night. Then came the sex. That amazing, mind blowing, earth shattering sex. Thinking about it made Toshiro hard again and he tried to push it from his mind but it didn't work. That orgasm had been one of the most mind blowing he'd experienced in a long time, Kusaka got to the point where he didn't care about Toshiros pleasure and would ride him until he was dry, being lazy and barely stretching him or warming him up. It had felt amazing to have Ichigo inside him, it felt so different. It had felt even better as he pressed against that incredible pleasure spot and made Toshiro orgasm first. The orgasm had been so intense that Toshiro still went weak in the knees thinking about it. He wanted it again, so badly and when Ichigo had turned him on in the office and walked away Toshiro was euphoric. Little games like that, sexual challenges really got him going and he'd come up with a plan to get the tall Strawberry but then… Kusaka.

Kusaka, Kusaka, Kusaka. Fuck him. Toshiro slammed his file shut hard on the desk. Fuck him indeed. He wouldn't waste anymore of his time on that cunt. Toshiro sat back on the imaginary chair behind the desk, rubbing his temples. He kept telling himself his constant need for sex was because of teenage hormones but if he was being honest with himself he knew it was one of the only times he felt truly close to someone. He'd never been held by his parents who died when he was very young, he'd been loved and raised by a woman who ultimately forgot who he was. He'd been discarded to the side like a piece of trash by the man he'd loved and his need to feel close to someone to feel intimate with someone was another thing that drove these lust filled missions of his. It also didn't help that Ichigo was just so fucking hot. Looking back at the file on the desk he flipped through it, the memory of the boy walking topless into Rangikus living room sitting there. He couldn't help his eyes ravishing that body of his, he made it look so effortless like some kind of God. Nothing on him was too big and nothing was err… too small. Definitely not small. Those massive arms and solid pecks and that bloody V shaped muscle.

Toshiro could feel himself melting at the thought and yet he'd been denied it in the office. That wouldn't do.

He felt something stir and opened his eyes. A large hand was gently rubbing his side.

'Good morning gorgeous.' Ichigo breathed and Toshiro shuddered against his chest. He normally wasn't one for pet names because Kusaka had been so fond of them, but the way Ichigo said it was different. Like he meant it, like it rolled off his tongue with such honesty he'd have been as well describing the colour of snow.

'Good morning Kurosaki.' Toshiro smiled as he heard the sigh that earned from the older boys lips. The hand stopped caressing his side and Toshiro pouted, he was enjoying that. He'd not had morning cuddles in so long. Instead the hand pressed Toshiro closer to his side and the younger man flushed slightly. He was still hard from the thoughts he'd been having about the damn Strawberry only a few moments ago. If Ichigo noticed he didn't say anything though and instead sunk down lower in the sheets so that Toshiros head was resting comfortably on his left peck.

'When will I get called Ichigo?' He could almost feel the man pouting at him as he said it. Toshiro was enjoying this, his left hand had slipped up under the shirt that Ichigo wore to bed and was tracing those perfectly sculpted abs.

'When a blue moon hangs in the sky.' Toshiro smiled, his index finger tracing under the top of Ichigos peck and earning a whimper from the older man.

'I can make you beg for it again and bargain you into saying it again.' Ichigo teased and Toshiro shuddered. He'd never admit how good that sounded but he could feel his body replying to the words and Ichigo chuckled.

'You really are a horny little thing aren't you?' Ichigo laughed and Toshiro pouted, he knew he was but he didn't like having it pointed out to him. He tried to squirm away from Ichigo at those words, his hand being removed from under Ichigos top as he tried to get away but Ichigos massive arms encircled him and drew him back in. 'Don't leave,' he chuckled and turned to lean down to Toshiros ear. 'I like it.'

Toshiro tried to bat him away but really his heart wasn't in it. The feeling of those massive protective arms around him was making him melt, just as he often did when Ichigo kissed him and wrapped him in those big arms. Toshiro continued to pretend to squirm because really it wouldn't be good for him to give in so easily even though he already had, he had a reputation to protect after all. He'd tried to roll away and so now Ichigo was effectively spooning him from behind, Toshiros squirming stopped the moment a tender kiss was placed on the side of his neck. The gesture was so soft and sweet, lips brushing firmly against the skin before pulling away that Toshiro instantly stopped his futile attempts and melted into the covers. He could feel Ichigos smugness from behind him but he didn't care… all he wanted more than anything was to lie here all day while Ichigos arms circled him and he kissed his neck. Clearly Ichigo was enjoying this too because he didn't move and for a while neither boy said anything to the other, but all good things…

'I need to go for a shower.' Ichigo whispered down into his ear and Toshiro felt a shiver run down his spine. He wanted those lips against his skin so badly. He wanted to tell Ichigo that, he wanted him to kiss his neck again and turn him on, he wanted to be kissed all over and he wanted to do the same to the sexy strawberry. He urged his mind to say that, to tell him. Yet his mind betrayed him as it often always did.

'You're right you stink.'
Ichigo chuckled and pulled away from Toshiro, his strong arms leaving behind an impression in the bed and Toshiro suddenly shivered as the air of the room hit the skin of his exposed neck. He'd fallen asleep in the jumper and it had slipped its way down his shoulder as he'd squirmed to get free of Ichigos grasp. He was furious at himself, if he'd only just said to Ichigo what was on his mind then he'd be kissing the man right now and pulling his clothes off instead of being in the bed alone. He always did this to himself.

'You can join me,' Ichigo chimed as he pulled his top off and threw it on the floor. Toshiros eyes snapped over to him, the mans biceps and torso exposed and looking as lush as ever. Tightly tanned skin pulled over bulge after bulge of muscle and simple movements such as reaching around his neck to unclasp his silver chain caused those muscles to move in a beautiful way. Toshiro couldn't help but drink in the sight, he was so hot for this man it wasn't even fair.

"'Staring is rude.'" Ichigo quoted and Toshiro glared at him, he could feel heat flood into his cheeks and he fell back against the pillow throwing an arm across his face to try and hide his own embarrassment. He could hear Ichigo chuckle and heard the sound of more clothes being removed, he peaked out from under his arm and blushed furiously. The handsome strawberry blond was standing with his back to the bed about to head into the bathroom naked. While Ichigo was distracted by selecting music on his phone, Toshiros teal eyes drunk in everything. His broad shoulders and muscled back drifted effortlessly down to a slightly slimmer waist with two delicate back dimples. His ass was full and muscled and looked… so tight. The heavenly darker skin stretching over the two round globes was as tight as an elastic band stretched to its limits. Toshiros mouth had suddenly gone very dry, he'd seen this view once before but even then he couldn't fully marvel at the beauty because he'd been distracted by being late. Now he relished it. Just from looking Toshiro could already feel his hard erection straining against his boxers to be free. He was on the verge of saying something when Ichigo walked into the bathroom but left the door wide open. A few minutes later the sound of running water graced his ears and he groaned. That body was sexy enough he didn't need to picture it with water running down it.

He was strong. He could stay in bed and take his turn to shower once the strawberry came out.

But he'd been invited in.

Yeah but he shouldn't go.

Why not?

To show he had some kind of self control.

Could just let Ichigo screw that self control right out the window.

No. Wrong thoughts! Wrong!

And yet so damn good.

No. He needed a distraction. Something to distract his mind from the painful erection in his boxers. He quickly sat up and reached over to the side table opening the drawer open to see if Rangiku kept any books. Of course she didn't. The world was taunting him. There was only one thing in the drawer.

He pulled out a full and sealed bottle of water resistant lube.

The world was against him right now, as he glared at the light blue substance in the bottle. He could put it back, pretend he never looked. Yet the painful erection in his boxers was urging him forward, aching to be under the same running water that was coursing over Ichigos beautiful – GAH!

He ripped the coverings off the bottle of lube and stood up fast enough he nearly got a head rush. He pulled his jumper off and his pants, feeling relieved when his pulsing member was free of its bindings. Popping the lid of the lube he made his way into the bathroom.

The room had already begun to steam up and there was a thin layer of moisture blocking the view through the glass of Ichigo. Toshiros swallowed thickly, even through the blurred glass he could see how sexy the strawberry was, by this point most coherent thoughts had evaporated from the prodigy's mind. He moved forward and slid open the glass door of the shower, effectively gaining the strawberrys attention, with a face full of water he shook out his hair and ran a hand down his face before he opened his eyes to glance at Toshiro. Toshiro was hiding the lube behind his back and felt the hot water hit his chest as Ichigo pulled him into his arms. Soon the water was running down the two men and Toshiro closed his eyes shaking his head and gasping to get away from the flow.

'You came,' Ichigo sounded really please as Toshiro tried to squirm from his grasp.

'I didn't come to get drowned,' Toshiro squealed as he brought a hand up to get rid of the moisture from his face, the other still clinging onto the bottle behind his back.

'No? So what did you come in for then?' Ichigo took a few steps to clear them away from the water and pressed Toshiro up against the tiled wall at the back. Toshiro felt the warm wet body press up against him and shuddered, the man was already hard and Toshiro could feel it pressing against his torso. 'Hmmm?'

By this point Ichigo had realised there was something behind his back and his large hand encircled Toshiros own and tugged the bottle of lube from his grip, at the same time Ichigos lips had pressed against his own in a tentative kiss.

'What's this?' Ichigo asked prying the lube from his fingers and bringing around to his face a smirk appearing on his features as Toshiro just scowled at him.

'I found it in one of the drawers…' Toshiro defended himself.

'And you brought it in here?' Ichigo placed the lube on one of the little soap shelves in the shower. 'Why would you bring it in here I wonder?' Ichigo chuckled as he began to kiss under Toshiros jaw and down his neck.

'Because… because I… I….' Toshiro was struggling to get a coherent sentence out as each kiss sent a hot electric current up and down his being.

'Hmm?' Ichigo hummed into his neck as he continued his trail of torturous kisses towards his collarbone.

'I-I thought maybe we could use it.' Toshiro couldn't help the gasp that slipped from his lips as his hands reached around Ichigos warm wet back, tracing over his beautiful muscles and wet skin. As he said this Ichigos hand slipped down between his legs and gently grasped Toshiros erections. The feeling sent a shockwave of pleasure over him and Toshiro moaned into Ichigos ear, creating an animalistic response in the older man who growled and began to kiss with more urgency.

'F-fuck Ichigo,' Toshiro muttered with a groan as his strokes to his member increased, at this rate he wouldn't last long.

'What do you want Gorgeous?' He groaned as he pulled his head back up from his neck and kissed him passionately, tongue slipping into his mouth to dance with his own. God he wanted him so bad.

'I want you,' he murmured against his lips and Ichigo reached up to grab the bottle of lube. Soon two slick fingers had wormed their way inside Toshiro and he was gasping at the intrusion, holding onto Ichigos arms for dear life while the strawberry sought the one thing that would make this feel better. Soon his fingers brushed against it and Toshiros legs almost buckled as he moaned, Ichigo kept a hold of him in his strong arms and continued to pound that spot inside him. Part of Ichigos body was under the water and Toshiro couldn't even feel the temperature of it now because all he could think about was how badly he wanted the man inside him.

'P-Please Ichigo,' he gasped as Ichigos rhythm increased, Toshiros shaky hand reached down and grasped at the older mans erection earning a moan of approval, he noticed that Ichigo had already slicked it with lube. 'I need you,' he muttered against the mans skin and Ichigo soon had lifted the boy up effortlessly into his arms and pressed him against the tiled wall. He felt Ichigo pressing against his entrance and slowly start to push inside as his mouth came down upon his neck. He let a whimper escape his lips at the feeling the pressure was painful but Ichigo was slow and gentle, soon he was fully inside and Ichigo gave him a while to adjust which Toshiro was thankful for. All the while Ichigo was whispering gentle encouragements in his ear, words of care until Toshiro began to move his hips and basically silenced all words. Ichigo grunted against the movement and began to move as well, pulling out and pushing back in, Toshiro could feel him sliding out then every glorious inch slamming back in, out and back in. Toshiros head snapped back and he gasped, his hands clutching around Ichigos neck, then Ichigo began to press against his prostate and the feeling was glorious, wave after spine shattering wave of pleasure coursing through his body.

'Fuck-Ich-Nnnnnngggg… I can't I'm gonna…' Toshiro gritted his teeth trying to prolong the orgasm until Ichigo reached between his legs and with one single stroke, Toshiro was sent flying over the edge, coming hard against Ichigos chest with a loud moan he felt his muscles spasm and tighten around the strawberry who started to come within him.

'Fuck Toshiro,' he moaned into his ear placing a hand against the tiled wall to steady himself and still holding Toshiro up, it was all very impressive since Toshiro basically went limbless after his orgasm. How the strawberry managed to keep his composure was beyond him. He felt the older male pull out and his shaky limbs untangled themselves from his waist and lowered to the shower floor where Ichigo helped him stay standing, both panting wildly.

He didn't need words but when Ichigos lips came down upon his he felt himself melt against the older boys body who wrapped those massive arms back around him. This was what Toshiro needed, this kind of treatment, to be sexually satisfied and also held. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have had Ichigo walk into his life.

'C'mon handsome everyone will be wondering where we've gone.' Ichigo muttered and Toshiros met his eyes with his own, he felt very sleepy again and wondered if they'd get away with going back to bed for some more cuddling, he highly doubted it though.

'Kay,' he muttered as Ichigo pulled him back under the water to help him clean up. The water had run cool and Toshiro shivered as it came down on his skin, Ichigo had the bar of soap in his hands and lathered the two of them up as they stood under the flow. Toshiros was basically just letting the strawberry blond do whatever he wanted as he played with those beautiful orange spikes on top of his head.
One the water was shut off Ichigo stepped out and handed Toshiro a towel, the prodigy began to dry himself vigorously – it was the best way to get his spikes to stand at attention – and thoroughly dried himself, he noticed Ichigo was more of a 'wrapper' and left his spikes wet on top of his head.

'Not drying yourself?' Toshiro asked gazing up at the head of orange spikes, Ichigo shrugged with a grin.

'They sit better when I don't towel dry them.' He wrapped his arms around Toshiro and the younger boy and chuckled. 'Besides wrapping can be fun.' Toshiro swatted his arm away and playfully glared at him.

'Yeah alright,' he mused and they heard someone knocking on the bedroom door.

'Are you guys up?' It was Rangikus voice and Toshiro chuckled as Ichigos lips found the back of his neck.

'Yeah we're awake, don't worry we'll be leaving soon.' Toshiro called back out and tried to pull away from the older man. 'I need to go, I have a skype call at 1pm and I need to be in the office for it.'

'But it's Sunday,' Ichigo whined in his ear.

'I know but sometimes we adults have to work overtime.' He pulled himself free of Ichigos embrace and his towel, hearing a groan of approval from the older man, and walked back into the bedroom throwing clothes on.

'You know, I still don't know that much about you,' Ichigo mused as he leaned against the frame of the bathroom door and watched Toshiro get ready.

'What would you like to know?'

'Small things, like your favourite colour, what food do you like? What food do you dislike? All that kind of stuff.' Ichigo shrugged and Toshiro chuckled at the man.

'My favourite colour used to be white but now I'm rather enjoying the colour of strawberry blond,' Toshiros eyes flickered to the glorious spikes perched atop the students head. This comment caused Ichigo to grin broadly and Toshiro flushed as he continued. 'I love pretty much any food though I am not a big fan of rice,' he wrinkled his nose, or mushrooms and some food shouldn't go together like pineapple on pizza.'

'I like pineapple on a pizza.' Ichigo smiled and Toshiro scowled at him.

'Okay you instantly became less attractive.' He said playfully but Ichigos hands lowered down to his waist and played with the knot of his towel.

'That's a pity,' he muttered, 'that you find me less attractive and all.' He continued to play with that darn knot and Toshiros eyes were so focused on it, just one slip and the entire towel would fall, he was doing it on purpose.

'Gahh, stop it I'm going to be late, stop distracting me.' He quickly turned around and gathered up his things.

'Toshiro?' Ichigo was suddenly behind him and the prodigy jumped at the proximity, colour flaring into his cheeks.

'Yes?'

'Can I call you my boyfriend now, you know, just to people we want to tell?'

Toshiro gulped, it was true this Russian deal was sensitive and he didn't want to do anything to blow it, but the thought of calling the tall man his was something he couldn't refuse. After a few painful moments of those warm caramel eyes trained in on his own he finally nodded and Ichigo kissed him enthusiastically.

'But keep it shhhh just now Kurosaki.' Toshiro scolded as he made to leave the room.

'I'm your boyfriend you have to call me by my first name now surely?'

'No I don't,' and he was out the door quicker than a speeding train.

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