Ok, I've decided to get all my good stuff from my LJ account and post it here… So here is "Waste Away With Me". ….
Hello, I've waited here for you. Everlong.
Ichigo's brown eyes widened slightly, as he watched Renji climb through his window. Renji would swing his long legs over the windowsill, and sit there. It was as if he had never left.
"Renji..." Ichigo whispered, softly, ever so softly, so that only Renji could hear his voice.
Renji would reply with an uncharacteristically tender sigh of Ichigo's name.
He would walk over to Ichigo's bed, and would, with gentle movements, adjust Ichigo, so he would be face-to-face the red-head.
Ichigo's heart would throb and his voice would get caught in his throat.
What was it..? The joy of having your lover back home safely? Or the sadness you were forced to bear while they were gone?
Tonight, I throw my self into... I'm over my head... Over my head, I sang.
Renji would be gentle and delicately press his lips to Ichigo's.
Come down, and waste away with me
Ichigo would then proceed to run his trembling fingers through Renji's silky soft hair.
Renji would smile softly, and would separate his lips from his lover's.
Slowly, tenderly, and softly, Renji would slip off Ichigo's clothing and drop them on the floor.
Slow how, you wanted it to be...
Ichigo's face was wonderfully hot. His eyes were wonderfully warm. And his insides were wonderfully ready.
"R-Renji..." He would gasp, gripping the sheets, "I'm so close..."
Renji would grin his wonderful grin as he watched Ichigo's flushed face.
And then, he would slide his strawberry into his sinfully wonderful mouth.
In a split second, between the gasps of air and the warm intake, Ichigo had reached his wonderful edge.
Renji would wipe his mouth clear and would glance over at Ichigo.
Ichigo would glance back.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you: you gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
Renji carefully hover his body above Ichigo's. He placed himself perfectly, so that he could see every inch of his strawberry's face.
Renji would shift his hips forward, making it inside of his lover's body.
What a wonderful face Ichigo made.
They would go on like this.
Renji would slowly withdrawal, and would push himself in slowly.
And Ichigo would bite his lip, to keep it from quivering.
Of course, Renji was only human.
Of course, Ichigo knew that.
Renji would then, after a few more soft pushes, begin to get more forceful. Every soft push became a hard thrust. Every withdrawal that had came with a two second rest, was now a half second retreat.
Ichigo's face would then shift. This mouth would remain open, and his eyes would remain shut. His face would redden as sweat drops riveted down his face.
And then, Renji would cum. He would cum inside of Ichigo's warm body.
And then, Ichigo would quickly follow his lover, cumming all over their stomachs.
Renji would open his eyes, then.
And Ichigo's face was... so innocent. Soft, vulnerable, and angelic, even, in this momentary second of their sin.
And I wonder, if everything would ever feel this real forever; If anything would ever be this good again...
Renji laid next to Ichigo, holding the smaller man's body.
He would take in his scent. Take in his sight.
And take in his being.
*~*~*~*~*~ Owari~*~*~*~*~*