Hay everyone! Here's a new chapter for the Hybrid Series, hope ya like!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or its Characters, Tite Kubo dose
HOME, FAMILY AND MATES
Being a hybrid on the streets wasn't easy, some thought life was a walk in the park, that it was simple and safe. It wasn't. You never knew when your next meal was going to be or where you were going to sleep. 'Safe' wasn't even a word to be used in the same sentence as street. One could get jumped at any time making fights a common thing between hybrids on the street. Plus there was always the possibility to get caught by the Hybrid Police Force, or as some people (and hybrids) called it, the H.P.F.
If a Hybrid was ever caught by the H.P.F it meant trouble. Sometimes you could be adopted or if you just happened to be lucky escape. But when a Hybrid wasn't adopted or couldn't escape in time, they would be sold to the fight pits. Not a place one wanted to be. It was far worse than being on the streets. On the streets you could be somewhat free to do whatever; in fight pits you had no freedom. You were free when you died.
Shiro was just glad he hadn't been picked up by the H.P.F. Sure he had to fight occasionally and he never knew when his next meal was or he was too cold or he didn't always have a place to sleep but hay. It was better than the pits.
Shiro waited till the bus was slower before jumping to the ground from his perch on the top of the bus. A few days ago, he had decided to leave the town he'd been staying in to move to a different one. Part of his decision was because he was almost caught by the famous H.P.F. So he waited till a transit bus had stopped at a red light and jumped onto the roof and hitched a ride to a town called Karakura. Walking around he saw some other Hybrids, but most were accompanied by a human owner.
He knew he was receiving strange looks, but he'd stopped caring years ago. Most of his fights started because of his different looks. It was all caused by the fact that he was a Samoyed Hybrid. Shiro's ears and tail were white (but right know they were grey because of dirt.) but that wasn't the problem.
He was also an albino. Being pure white wasn't something a person liked all the time. The only part of him that wasn't white was his eyes and tongue. For reason his tongue was blue while his eyes where gold on black instead of gold on white. Looking like he did caused a lot of strange looks and fights.
Ignoring everyone else, Shiro ducked into a dark ally, feeling better in the shadows where he was hidden. Ha managed to find some food without causing a fight even though it wasn't really enough. The other Hybrids he'd encountered didn't even bat an eye at his presence not that Shiro minded. If they avoided him, great!
At the moment he was looking for a place to sleep for the night that was relatively secluded and 'safe', ugh! While looking around for a spot that wasn't taken or claimed, Shiro caught an amazing scent that smelled very much like stake. Oh, he loved stake! Following the scent, he climbed over a fence into the back yard of a simple looking house, the wonderful smell was coming from inside.
Sigh.
He had hoped that the stake would be cooking on a barbeque outside that he could easily steal. Huffing he was about to leave when the sound of a sliding glass door being opened stopped him in his tracks. SHIT!
"Oh, Hello!" surprise was written all over the girl's face who was standing in front of her. She had short brownish strawberry blond hair that was held back by cute pink clips to stop her bangs from getting in her face. She wore a light pink dress with red flowers decorating the hem. She looked about nine or twelve. The girl stared at him for a few moments, taking in the color of his skin, ears, tail, and his odd eyes. Shiro waited for the scream to come from her like it did when most children saw his eyes, but it never came. Instead she smiled kindly at him, making him feel both surprised and wary of her.
"Are you hungry?" The question startled and confused him. When he didn't answer, she continued. "You like stake? We have extra if you want some." Again when he didn't respond, she held out her small hand. "Come inside."
Shiro didn't know why he did it, but he took her hand and next thing he knew, Shiro was sitting at a dining table with a plate in front of him. When the little girl called for dinner, two people entered the room. Both had black hair and a similar feature except one was a man and the other a girl. Shiro guessed the man was the father of the two girls since he looked too old to be a brother. Twin expressions of surprise shone on their faces, neither expecting to see the white hybrid at their dining table.
"Yuzu, who's this?" the black haired girl eyes Shiro as she walked over to the table, no longer frozen in shock.
"He's a Hybrid that was in our yard and he looked hungry so I asked him if he wanted some dinner."
"So you let a stray hybrid into our house to feed and you don't even know his name or where he's from?" the black haired girl looked like she was going to hit something at the blonds stupidity.
"Yup!" Shiro saw the small twitch at the corner of the black haired girl's eye as she glared at the blond before muttering "whatever" and sat down.
The man, who had stood frozen in the doorway suddenly walked forward with a goofy look on his face (Shiro swore he saw sparkles and rainbows behind him) and pulled Shiro into a big hug effectively crushing him. Trying to bring some air into his lungs he missed the amused look on the black haired girl face.
"YUZU MY BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER, YOU ARE SO KIND! YOUR MOTHER WOULD BE SO PROUD OF YOU FOR! HE'S FREE TO EAT ALL HE WANTS! OH YUZU I'M SO PROUD OF YOU~!"
Suddenly Shiro was released from the death grip and placed back into his chair. Bringing sweet oxygen into his lungs he stared at the man like he was crazy.
"Don't worry, he's always like that." Shiro looked at the black haired girl. "By the way I'm Karin and that's Yuzu and the idiot who tried to kill you with affection is our dad, Isshin."
Isshin flailed his arms around. "Karin you're so mean to Daddy~!"
"Oh, shut up, sit down and eat will ya?"
Finally having enough air to speak Shiro turned to Karin. "Wait, you said that was affection?" disbelief on his face.
"Yup." Karin nodded, serving herself some food. Looking at Yuzu she smiled and started to put food on his plate. Shiro didn't know why but he wanted to know why they were doing this, usually he didn't care.
"Wait." Placing his hand over Yuzu's he stopped her from putting the food on his plate. "Why are ya doin' this? It's not like ya know meh."
Yuzu frowned at what Shiro said. "Because you looked hungry, and we had more than enough food."
"So?" Shiro glanced at the others. "Why should any of ya care? I'm just another street hybrid. Doesn't matter."
Horror washed over Yuzu's face. "You mean you don't have a home or a family?"
"N-no." Shiro was confused at why Yuzu seemed to care. Even Karin looked concerned. Wiping her head around to look at her father Yuzu pleaded at him: "Daddy, do you think he could stay with us? We have an extra room that we don't use, he could sleep in there. Please dad, please?"
If Shiro was shocked before he was bewildered now. Her question had given him hope, hope he shouldn't indulge in. Too much was on the line to be disappointed again. I looked over at Isshin, silently hopping her would say yes. He closed his eyes to think, frowning, and then when he re-opened his eyes, he was smiling.
"Well we do have an extra room we don't use, plus we have more than enough money so I don't see why he shouldn't be able to stay." Smiling he looked at his daughters seeing twin expressions of happiness and approval, when he looked at the Hybrids sitting across from him he frowned at the expression on said hybrid's face. He looked as though he didn't believe him and was waiting for him to say: 'kidding!'
Shiro couldn't believe it. He wanted to but couldn't. Isshin had agreed to let him stay with them and they didn't even know his name. He knew he looked shocked, but that was what he was feeling. "Are ya serious? I can really stay with ya?"
Karin snorted. "Sure. We've always wanted a pet, and you don't look like you're going to pee all over the floor either, so bonus for us."
Shiro glared at Karin, but seeing her teasing smile he smirked in amusement. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad having a family and who knows, he might actually like them. "Thanks."
Yuzu smiled, serving them their food laughing at her father's dramatic speech to Masaki (yes, the poster) that they know had a new pet and that he was strong (Shiro sent him flying into the wall after another hug) Lying in his new bed, Shiro thought on how glad he was that he'd left the previous town for this one. Otherwise he wouldn't have met Yuzu and her family.
2 Months Later
It had been two months since Shiro had been adopted into the Kurosaki family. He'd never been happier in his life. Everyday he'd wake up the twins and help Yuzu with breakfast, slowly learning how to cook. Then he'd walk the girls to school before returning home to help Isshin out at the clinic. Around 2:30, Shiro would leave again to go pick the girls up, when they got home; he's play soccer with Karin and Yuzu before helping out with dinner. Shiro would do the dishes with Karin then he'd sit and 'help' them with homework. Shiro hadn't been to school for very long but he did know the basics and was learning fast through helping out the girls. After that they'd all watch some T.V then go to bed. Sometimes when Yuzu would have bad dreams she'd crawl into his bed and stay till morning. Not that Shiro really minded.
One day when Shiro was kicking the ball around with Yuzu and Karin, Isshin came running into the yard, barley missing the ball which was kicked at him.
"Guess what?"
Rolling his eyes Shiro decided to take the bait. "What goat-face?"
"I have just returned from the pet store and I've brought home a friend for Shiro to play with!" he grinned, walking over to Shiro and hugging him. (Shiro didn't get away in time) "Now you can have a playmate, Shiro-chan!"
Besides not being able to breathe, Shiro was horrified. Here's why. Every Hybrid knew that if you're a street Hybrid who's taken in, and the family buys a new trained educated Hybrid, most families kick the old hybrid out for the new one.
Karin looked at Shiro with worry when Isshin finally let him go. Yuzu, jumping with joy, followed her dad back inside. Shiro stayed rooted to the spot while Karin followed her sister inside. What would happen now? Would they kick him out, or would he be able to stay? Shiro walked into the house somberly slowly turning the corner. He didn't look up when he finally entered the room. His white ears were flat against his head while his tail was curled around his leg.
"Shiro?" He looked up at the sound of his voice. "This is Ichigo."
Isshin pointed to the new Hybrid, Shiro decided to glance at him. Looking at the new Hybrid Shiro felt all the bitterness and doubt disappear. Only to be replaced by awe and lust. Bright orange hair caught his attention first. A lean fit form with tanned skin awed him. Finally, looking at his face, he noted how similar they looked. Tea-brown eyes locked with his own golden-black ones. The two hybrids stared at each other, neither breaking the gaze.
"Ichigo?" The orange haired hybrid broke the gaze to look at Isshin. "This is Shiro, the one I was talking about. You'll be sharing a room with him."
"SHIRO!"
Ichigo was beyond pissed. The albino had once again written 'strawberry' on another one of Ichigo's plain white tee shirts with red sharpie. The albino's practical jokes were really getting on his nerves. Ichigo glared at the offending shirt in his grasp, thinking of how he was going to wash the red out of this shirt. All the others had turned pink in the wash, much to Ichigo's displeasure. Besides the many lewd comments and pranks that the white hybrid played on him, Ichigo thought that he was overall a nice person to be around. He was surprisingly gentle when playing with the twins and never yelled at them. Well, except for when he and Karin got into verbal battles, which she usually won.
Thinking about the albino hybrid, Ichigo wondered what his fur felt like. It was so white, like fresh snow in December. Ichigo had been tempted to run his fingers through the white tresses many times. Shiro had always seemed to tempt him and his instincts. He remembered the first night Yuzu came into their room crying because she'd had a bad dream. Ichigo not knowing what to do thought that he should get her some water and send her back to bed, but the Shiro pulled the covers away from him and scooted over some, silently inviting Yuzu over. She crawled into bed with him and soon fell back asleep with Shiro stroking her back while he slept.
The sound of the door being opened brought Ichigo out of his thoughts and back to the present. Shiro came walking in with the same smirk on his face as all the other times. "What's wrong carrot-top?"
The corner of Ichigo's eye twitched in annoyance to the nick-name. Holding up the newly rewind tee-shirt; he fixed the Samoyed with his best glare. "Was this really necessary to do?"
A toothy grin was his answer. "Damn it Shiro. Will you stop wrecking my shirts already? I'm running out of white shirts!"
"Aww, I thought ya liked it." The albino said with mock hurt. "Besides tha' hurts ma feelings tha ya don't like it. Strawberry."
"Don't call me that." Ichigo snarled.
"Strawberry."
Growl.
"St-ra-ber-ry!"
"That's it!"
Ichigo rushed the albino Samoyed, tackling him to the floor scratching and biting at him. The other hybrid bit back, not letting Ichigo get the upper hand. Rolling them over Shiro pinned Ichigo's hands to the floor, while leaning away slightly so as to avoid getting bitten again.
"Calm down, Ichi."
Struggling Ichigo bared his teeth at him. "Get off!"
"No."
He growled, struggling again. "Shiro just get off will you?"
The Samoyed seemed thoughtful for a moment. For a second Ichigo thought that he might let him up, but when Shiro flashed him a grin Ichigo's small shred of hope deflated.
Picking the orange haired hybrid up, not caring about the loud protests, he carried him over to his bed, dumping him down and then jumping on him again. Flipping him over, he pinned Ichigo down with his body. The other hybrid struggled again, not liking that he was being pinned by the albino with his face pressed into the mattress.
The struggles underneath him finally stopped after some time, drawing Shiro's attention to his panting captive. Sliding back to sit on Ichigo's thighs getting conferrable then placed his hands on Ichigo's back and started to rub the tensed muscles. He watched as the orange tail that was stiff before; relax then swishing back and forth in happiness. When Shiro continued to rub and kneed his back, Ichigo allowed his body to relax, groaning softly at the attention being played to his sore back. Shiro smiled when he saw how relaxed Ichigo was becoming. Little did Ichigo know, but Shiro had a crush on the cute strawberry. The only reason he played the jokes on him was because he loved to see him flustered and angry. Calling him the cute pet names was like the icing on the cake. As much as Ichigo was enjoying the back rub, he felt a tightening in his lower belly that he couldn't place. When Shiro's skilled hands went lower to massage his lower back, pushing his hips into the mattress some more, Ichigo realized with horror what the feeling was. He was hard! Ichigo felt his cheeks coloring in embarrassment. Trying to will away his erection he tried to think of something that would repulse him, but all he could think of right now was how good Shiro's hands felt against him. He wanted to whimper in desperation, but he knew that would alert the other to his predicament. Suddenly Shiro's hands stopped what they were doing causing Ichigo's eyes to widen in horror. 'Shit'.
"Hay Ichigo?"
"Y-yah?"
"Is something wrong?"
Gulping, Ichigo answered hesitantly. "N-no. Why?"
"Ya got all still all of a sudden. Ya ok?"
"Yah, I'm fine!"
Pause. "Want me tuh get off?"
"NO!" If Shiro got off he might find out about his 'problem'.
Shiro narrowed his eyes, something wasn't right. Whenever he tried to cuddle Ichigo in the past, he would struggle and yell at him till he let go or got off. He also noticed that Ichigo's orange ears where pressed against his head, almost disappearing into the orange mess. Gently, Shiro placed his hands underneath Ichigo to attempt to flip him over so he could see what was wrong with him.
"N-no!" Ichigo couldn't let Shiro find out. The idea of the Samoyed laughing at him and hating him was too painful for the orange haired hybrid.
When Shiro had tried to lift Ichigo up, his hand brushed against the front of Ichigo's jeans, he froze. Neither of them moved Ichigo's cheeks burned in humiliation, he was horrified at his reaction to the massage and Shiro's gentle hands. Ichigo had actually liked the Samoyed not that he was going admit that to Shiro, but he secretly liked Shiro to the point of watching the white haired hybrid in all he did. He may like the Samoyed but he didn't want the other to find out about his affections like this. If possible his ears flattened against his head even more while his tail curled protectively against his leg and closed his eyes, lowering his head in shame.
"Ichigo?" his eyes snapped open at his name. He gulped.
"Why are you hard?" The shock was evident in his voice making Ichigo's blush darken. "S-sorry, I…I didn't…..I'm sorry." Shiro's ears perked at the apology.
"For what?" Ya didn't do anything wrong." Surprised Ichigo looked over his shoulder at Shiro. "B-but I thought….you froze so…I."
Shiro watched in amusement when Ichigo continued to struggle with his words, He felt the orange tail twitch from where it was curled around Ichigo's leg making Ichigo's embarrassment apparent. Slowly, Shiro shifted so he was lying flush against Ichigo, laying his head on Ichigo's shoulder listening as his breath hitched. "Did ya think I didn't like it?"
With that said Shiro thrust his hips forward and against Ichigo's ass, grinding into him so Ichigo could feel Shiro's own erection. Again Shiro heard Ichigo's gasp. Ichigo could feel every part of Shiro's body pressed against him, the cloth covered erection Shiro had pressed into his ass, making him squirm slightly but not entirely to get away.
"Ya feel that?" He nodded; a small gasp escaped his lips when he was suddenly flipped over onto his back. Shiro lay down on top of Ichigo again; grinding his erection into Ichigo's causing them both to groan at the feeling. Ichigo felt a small bit of fear enter his system when Shiro looked down at him with lust and hunger. Ichigo had seen that look before. Aizen had worn that exact same look right before he raped Ichigo. At the time Ichigo had never been in a relationship before, and Aizen made him feel safe and loved. He would hold him and cuddle him at night. Aizen always stopped before when Ichigo would protest, but after three months of Ichigo refusing to submit to him, Ichigo guessed he got impatient, because the next time they got intimate Aizen didn't stop. All through the ordeal, Aizen whispered sweet nothings into his ear trying to make him feel better, but when you had a hard cock shoved up you're unprepared virgin ass and where told to relax, just you try and do that.
Shiro saw the fear seem into Ichigo's eyes. He didn't like that, Ichigo had no reason to fear him, he wasn't going to do anything Ichigo told him not to. Leaning his head down onto Ichigo's shoulder again, he voiced his question that he had wanted to ask the orange haired hybrid for a long time.
"Be my mate? He whispered into Ichigo's ear, hoping Ichigo wouldn't reject him.
Shocked by Shiro's question, it took a few seconds for Ichigo's brain to kick in again. "W-what?"
Shiro chuckled. "I'm asking ya to be my mate baka strawberry,"
Ichigo scowled at the name: "Don't call me that!" Again he started to struggle. Shiro frowned; getting Ichigo angry hadn't been his goal. Getting Ichigo naked and aroused, now that was his goal. Shiro pinned Ichigo's arms above his head while gently thrusting against him again, grinning at the sharp intake of breath. Ichigo momentarily stopped his struggles in favor of rubbing back against him. They both moaned at the pleasure coiling in their stomachs.
"So will ya be my mate?" Ichigo opened his eyes not realizing he had closed them to look at Shiro, blushing at the heated look he was given. Licking his lips he answered.
"I-if I say no, will you force me?" he whispered, fearing the answer. He felt the other tense. He wanted to shy away from the look Shiro gave him. "What do ya mean? Will I…rape ya?" Ichigo shut his eyes, turning his head away, hoping Shiro wouldn't take offence; he just wanted to know if he would. Suddenly Shiro was off him. Ichigo opened his eyes in surprise not expecting the other hybrid to do that.
Shiro felt like shit. Ichigo though he would rape him if he didn't say yes? Shiro turned from were he was sitting on the bed to look at Ichigo. Maybe he had been raped before and was still scared? Shiro thought that could be a possibility. No one knew what Ichigo's past was like not even Isshin. Shiro moved closer again. "Ichigo, have you ever had sex before?"
Ichigo visible flinched at the question obviously not wanting to answer him. As much as Ichigo didn't want Shiro to find out, he also wanted to tell him. "I- I've had sex, but I didn't like it. The person I was with at the time didn't stop when I asked him to one time. I was in so much pain; I didn't know that sex was supposed to feel like that. He said it didn't."
Shiro saw the sad look on the others face. He felt angered at the fact that Ichigo had been basically raped. Gently he shifted closer to the other, and placed his arms around him. "I would never do that to you."
Ichigo leaned into the embrace, nuzzling against the other, loving the touch.
"An' sex isn't suppose ta be painful. It feel's amazing." he grinned at the blush on Ichigo's face. He watched as the redhead squirmed, a dark blush on his beautiful face. "So will ya be ma'h mate?"
Ichigo shivered, Shiro's voice tickling his ear, making it twitch in response. He couldn't believe his response to the other hybrid. Without even trying he was able to inspire such passion in him. Ichigo found himself agreeing right away. His ears flipped forward in response to Shiro's happy growl.
Gently Shiro leaned his mate-to-be onto the bed beneath them, mindful of his tail. Leaning down he pressed his lips to Ichigo's gently working his lips against the berry's, groaning when Ichigo responded. After a few seconds Shiro hesitantly Swiped his tongue over Ichigo's lips, hoping the other would open up to him. Ichigo made a sound in the back of his throat at the action, opening his mouth to the prodding tongue, moaning as it rubbed against his own. The kiss, which had started out innocent turned passionate as their tongues tangled together.
Shiro gently pulled Ichigo's tongue into his mouth and began sucking on it, delighted in the moan Ichigo let out. While sucking on Ichigo's tongue, Shiro mover his hands up to the two fluffy ears, and gently rubbing them. While secretly loving the feel of the soft fur against his fingertips. He felt them twitch in his touch, smirking as Ichigo gave an aggravated huff.
Pulling away from the kiss, Ichigo reached his hands up and stroked the white furry ears on Shiro's head. The soft fur felt amazing against his hand. Shiro chuckled at Ichigo's attention to his white ears, not wanting to be out-done he leaned up and licked one orange ear, smiling at the gasp. Giving it another lick he nibbled at it, loving the breathless sigh Ichigo gave in response.
Ichigo shuddered at the nip, feeling his cock stir at the feeling it brought to him. When Shiro started leaving his ears with affectionate licks and nips, Ichigo soon turned to a mass of goo, unable to think or move. All he could do was at this point was heavy gasping and let out a multitude of sighs at the affectionate attention.
Giving the orange ears one last lick each, Shiro moved back down Ichigo's body till he was above his lips. Kissing him softly he rubbed up and down Ichigo's sides. The slight moan that came from those sinful lips spurred Shiro on more. Passing one last kiss on the berry's lips, Shiro put his plan into motion.
"Ichigo?"
*pant* "Y-yah?"
"I need ya tuh take off yer clothes so we can continue." While waiting for his words to reach Ichigo's mush brain, he slowly lifted his shirt up to his chest.
When Shiro's words did reach the gooey mass called Ichigo's brain, he blushed at the meaning that would have. He still couldn't believe the object of his affections was kissing and touching him, let alone seeing him naked. When he felt Shiro's hands on his bare chest rubbing his nipples he choked in surprise. He hadn't felt Shiro move at all. Looking to the side Ichigo nodded.
Grinning, Shiro lifted the shirt higher; after Ichigo raised his arms he lifted the garment over his head, mindful of the sensitive ears. Tossing the shirt over his shoulder, Shiro locked eyes with the blushing teen under him. Not breaking the eye contact, he went to undo Ichigo's pants slowly so as to not scare him. Once they were undone, Shiro had him stand up while he sat on the bed. Looking into Ichigo's shy gaze he pulled the pants down on the slim hips, stopping only when Ichigo whined in protest. Once he was sure he wouldn't protest, Shiro pulled the jeans off, still not looking away from the brown eyes. He couldn't help but laugh at Ichigo's blushing face when he did that. The teen was so cute!
Ichigo squirmed when Shiro started laughing. He knew it was stupid to blush but he couldn't help it. Especially with the dirty thoughts that were running through his head. But when Shiro looked down at Ichigo's body all thoughts left in favor of watching his reaction.
Shiro had never seen a more beautiful body in his entire life. Ichigo's chest was smooth and free of blemishes as far as he could see. His nipples were a nice brown color that went nicely with the rest of the sun kissed skin. Ichigo's stomach muscles were well toned as was all his muscles, not an inch of fat was on Ichigo's body. Lowering his gaze he saw the black boxers and the obvious erection held within them. To top it all off the teen had amazingly long legs that Shiro thought would look great around his waist as he pounded into the berry. a movement behind the teen brought Shiro's attention to the orange tail there, swaying back and forth nervously. Grinning he reached out to touch said tail.
Ichigo gasped out when Shiro grabbed his tail, shuddering as it was stroked. He whimpered when Shiro tightened his grip. "S-Shiro."
"Yah?"
T-...takeyourclothesofftoo."
Pausing in what he was doing, Shiro looked up into the blushing face of the one who'd spoken.
"T-take of y-your c-cl-clothes t-too...P-please?" Ichigo looked away horrified that he'd stuttered. Shiro would think him a fool!
"Ok."
"H-huh?"
Shiro stood up and began stripping out of his clothes, not at all worried. When he was done and only stood in his boxers he let Ichigo take his time and look. Maybe even touch.
To say Ichigo was impressed with Shiro's body was an understatement. He had to try not to let his jaw hit the floor. Shiro was lean and his body toned. Underneath the ivory skin were tight muscles the moved in turn with their owner. Hesitant Ichigo reached out to tough the toned chest, ready to take his hand away the moment Shiro told him to.
Shiro was warmer than he looked surprisingly. Ichigo pressed his hand firmly against his chest once he was sure Shiro wouldn't protest. Underneath his palm Ichigo could feel the steady beating of Shiro's heart. Looking up Ichigo saw Shiro gazing at him through half lidded eyes. He lifted his own hand and placed it onto Ichigo's chest mimicking Ichigo's, placing it over his heart. Both felt each other's heart speed up. Pulling away Shiro pulled down his boxers and kicked them away. He almost felt the blush that spread across Ichigo's face when he looked down. Shiro was by no means small.
He felt Shiro's hands on his hips, silently asking if it was ok for him to pull Ichigo's boxers off him. Nodding, Ichigo watched as Shiro pulled away the reminder of his clothes. While Shiro was quite big, Ichigo wasn't small nor big. To Shiro it really didn't matter.
Gently he pulled the other towards the bed. Lying down he pulled Ichigo on top of him, both groaning as their arousals slid together. Looking up at Ichigo, Shiro couldn't help but feel nervous. Ichigo himself felt scared and nervous. He knew that Shiro wouldn't hurt him like Aizen had. At least he hoped Shiro wouldn't. From what he knew about sex between males was that at first it was painful, but it was suposse to get better. Or at least that was what he was told.
Shiro and Ichigo began to share a series of slow kisses, each one becoming more passionate than the last. The feeling of their tongues twirling together was addictive. Soon the kisses turned wet as the hybrids began petting at each other's body. Quickly Shiro grasped ahold of Ichigo's erection, stroking it. Ichigo cried out at the sudden pleasure, breaking the kiss in favor of thrusting into Shiro's hand, moaning at the pleasured sensation.
"S-Shiro!"
"Yah?"
"Ugh...this f-feels good."
Shiro smirked at Ichigo's words, tightening the hold on him. "Ya want tuh cum?" he whispered into the orange ears.
Ichigo mewled at Shiro's choice of words, wanting, no needing to cum. "Y-yes~!"
Shiro chuckled as Ichigo tried to thrust into his hand, making the sweetest sounds. "I'll make ya cum so sweet."
A gasp left Ichigo's mouth before he could stop it. Shiro's words affecting him more than they should. Oh he hoped that the albino's words were true.
The pleasure Ichigo was feeling was beyond what he'd ever felt before. Even when he had been with Aizen, he'd felt pleasure from the man when they had fooled around (never having sex of course) However it was nothing compared to this. Shiro made him feel things he hadn't before.
A cry left the berry's lips as a wet heat engulfed his cock. Ichigo arched his back off the bed when he felt his cock being sucked inside that wet hot heat. Looking down, Ichigo saw the top of Shiro's head bob up and down in his lap. The mouth around him started to suck harder bringing out harsh cries from Ichigo. Tangling his hands into Shiro's hair, he tried to get the Samoyed to take more of him into that hot mouth. He whined when Shiro chuckled around him, pulling away ignoring his cries of protest.
Licking his lips, Shiro smirked at the site Ichigo made. Flushed and panting. "Can't let ya cum too soon."
Gently, Shiro lifted Ichigo's legs up placing them onto his shoulders, as he lay down. Leaning forward he kissed Ichigo's erection, licking him lightly when the hybrid mewled in pleasure. Slowly, as not to scare him, Shiro licked his way down to Ichigo's entrance lapping at it. He rubbed Ichigo's thighs when he jerked in Shiro's grasp. After making sure the red head wouldn't move, he licked at Ichigo again, smirking at the gasp it drew. He swirled around the entrance getting it wet before pushing his finger into him.
The reaction was immediate. Ichigo tensed and cried out in surprise. Shiro shushed him, placing kisses along his thighs, a silent apology for not warning him. When Ichigo once again relaxed, Shiro started to move the finger in and out, careful not to hurt Ichigo.
He couldn't explain the feeling Shiro inflicted on him, the finger inside him pulled in and out making him squirm. When a second figure entered him he felt the twinge of pain. Soon the feeling passed leaving Ichigo feeling slightly full. When Shiro started to move his fingers around, the discomfort rose again, making Ichigo wince. The light kisses against his thighs helped.
Ichigo was tight! Shiro could only imagine how he would feel around him. He knew he was causing Ichigo some discomfort, but it was necessary if he didn't want to hurt Ichigo. Trailing light kisses against his thighs, Shiro gently and slowly pushed in a third finger, stopping when Ichigo hissed in pain.
"M'sorry Ichigo, but I have ta do this."
"I-it's ok…..just…s-slow down…it…h-hurts.!" A pained cry left Ichigo when the fingers inside him started to move around. Shiro winced when Ichigo let out a choked sob. Trying to help, he lapped at Ichigo's flagging erection trying to make the other feel pleasure to help him with the pain. He felt the passage around his fingers start to relax and Ichigo's arousal harden. Opening his mouth, Shiro brought the hot length back inside his mouth, sucking hard in hopes of getting Ichigo to relax.
The mouth over him felt amazing. It sucked him in, then let go only to repeat. A tongue licked him from base to tip, swirling around the slit before lightly sucking on the head then taking it back in. Ichigo started to thrust into Shiro's mouth wanting more of the pleasure. Suddenly something inside him was touched by Shiro's fingers making Ichigo's body arch and shudder at the intense sensation.
"A-auhhhh!"
"Found it."
Panting, Ichigo looked down at the hybrid in between his legs. "Found what?"
"Yer prostate" To emphasize his words he pushed up against it again watching as Ichigo panted in pleasure. He began shallow thrusts into Ichigo while sucking on his cock, listening to the moans and cries he let out. When he started to thrust back against Shiro's fingers, he figured the red head was ready.
"Ichigo."
"Mmmmm…wh-what?"
'Are ya ready for this?"
The redhead paused, thinking about Shiro's words. After a few seconds, he nodded his head trying not to let Shiro see his blush. He didn't know what to expect from this act, but if it felt anything like what Shiro had just done for him now, he would gladly agree to the act.
Shiro placed light kisses along Ichigo's chest, sucking on his neck leaving a few hickeys in his wake. Placing a kiss to each, he pulled Ichigo towards him and sealed his lips over the redheads.
"Shiro?"
"Hmmmm?"
"T-this won't hurt too much will it?"
Looking down at his mate-to-be, Shiro saw the uneasy look Ichigo was giving him. "I won't hurt you any more than I have to Ichi."
With a nod, Ichigo wrapped his arms around Shiro, hoping he was right. Once the albino was slicked up he pressed his erection towards Ichigo trying not to scare him. Both hybrids froze and looked at each other. Not breaking eye contact, Shiro pressed forward. It took a while, but eventually Shiro's hips were pressed against Ichigo, leaving them both panting at the feeling of being so close.
Ichigo panted at the feeling of being so full. Shiro was above him, eyes closed and shaking slightly trying not to thrust into Ichigo and hurt him.
"Shi, mo…move…please."
"Ugghh."
Pulling out slightly, Shiro slowly thrust back in. The pace was slow and deep, neither talking, only wanting to enjoy the feel of the other against their skin. When Shiro finally struck Ichigo prostate again, Ichigo thrust back against Shiro hard. Fully intending for him to take him harder. The pace turned harsher after that, the wanton cries from Ichigo driving Shiro closer to the end. The sweet torture against his sweet spot was driving him crazy, sadly it wasn't enough. He wanted more.
"Shi, stop."
At first, the words didn't register with Shiro's muddled brain, but when Ichigo asked again, he stopped, abet reluctantly, but still.
"What, Ichi."
"P-pull out."
"Huh?"
Ichigo was scarlet, trying to work up the courage to ask his question. "Pull out….I want to try something."
Confused but curious, Shiro pulled out, kissing Ichigo when he winced. Sitting back on his heels, Shiro looked back to his mate while trying not to spread his legs and take him again.
"Now what, Ichi?"
At Shiro's soft words, Ichigo rolled onto his stomach. From there he raised himself to his knees, blushing at the heated look he felt on his sweaty form. Placing his hands against his chest, Ichigo flicked his tail towards his face, flushing at the thought of what he was about to do. Opening his mouth Ichigo liked at the smooth appendage, taking it into his mouth to suck on. Soon the velvet fur was moist with his saliva. A heavy blush was on his face and he could hear his mate groaning behind him. Pulling his tail away, Ichigo moved it towards his already stretched entrance, gently circling around it.
He had always wanted to do this, but had been too self-conscious and scared to ever attempt to do what he was about to. Ichigo felt the heated gaze Shiro had follow Ichigo's tail as it circled around his stretched, pink entrance. Slowly, Ichigo pushed his tail into himself, letting out a small huff and sigh when it finally slipped inside. The slicked velvet fur tickled him, causing Ichigo to squirm at the sensation. Pushing more inside himself Ichigo tried to slow his breathing down and concentrate on thrusting his slicked tail in and out of his hot entrance. The first time he pulled his tail away from himself, Ichigo gasped and shivered at the feeling of his ass muscles constricting around his sensitive tail as well as the tickling feeling of the fur on his tail retreating.
Ichigo let off a series of heavy pants and moans as he continued to pull the appendage away from himself till only the tip remained inside. Letting out a deep breath, Ichigo spread his legs more and thrust his tail back inside himself as hard as he could.
"Kyaah~ aahhhh~!"
Ichigo keened and panted as he struck his prostate, enjoying the feeling it brought. After that first thrust, he continued the pull and push motions with his orange tail, crying out every time he hit his own prostate. The throbbing in his erection was brought to Ichigo's attention when it brushed against the mattress when he thrust his hips down. Wrapping a slick hand around his arousal, Ichigo began to jerk himself in time with his tail thrusts, slowly bringing himself closer to climax.
A deep groan from behind startled Ichigo out of his lust induced state. Looking over his shoulder and stilling the jerks to himself as well as the thrusts into himself, Ichigo locked eyes with a hot, lust filled gaze. Shiro's eyes were so aroused that his eyes looked black. He hadn't moved from his spot and was pleasuring himself in time with the tail entering Ichigo's body. Seeing this, Ichigo stopped all his movements, shivering at the deep groan of disappointment from the white hybrid.
Swallowing, Shiro reluctantly removed his hand from his own member. When he spoke, his voice was deep and husked: "Why' ya stop?"
Ichigo shuddered at the sound, whining when he also wanted to know why; it had felt so good, pleasuring himself under Shiro's hot gaze and getting lost in his pleasure. Oh how he wanted to lose himself again, lose himself and then reach nirvana in a white hot climax.
Ichigo was so engrossed in his own thoughts that he hadn't noticed Shiro move and lean down till he felt a wet lick on the stretched skin surrounding his tail. Ichigo let out a squeal, jerking the appendage in surprise, his squeal turning into a deep moan. The licks continued lapping at his entrance, till the blue tongue of his not-yet-mate entered him too.
'Uhg!' Ichigo laid his head down on the pillow, gasping in pleasure at the feel of not only his own tail, but also Shiro's wet tongue. For a few minutes Shiro continued to rim Ichigo, lapping around his tail and inside, listening to the soft cries he gave off. As much as Shiro wanted to continue, he couldn't last much longer, and if he was correct, neither could Ichigo. He pulled away, smiling at the whine he got in reaction.
"We need tah finish this Ichi, I can't take much more." Shiro's voiced was strained from holding back his pleasure for so long. Nodding Ichigo slowly pulled his tail out, shuddering at the sensation, and biting his lip to stop himself from thrusting it back in. Once the orange appendage was free, Ichigo turned over onto his back panting softly. Locking eyes with Shiro, Ichigo spread his legs to make room for Shiro's hips so they could continue.
Before Shiro restarted their seductive dance again, he took a moment to enjoy the view Ichigo made. His orange ears were pushed forward in pleasure, twitching ever so often. A deep blush colored the other's face bringing out his natural freckles that dotted the bridge of his nose. Trailing his gaze down Ichigo's boy, Shiro licked his lips at the sight of Ichigo's swollen nipples that still had saliva traces on them, watching as that blush stained chest rose and fell in deep breaths in an attempt to control the labored breathing. Sweat glistened on the tanned body so much like his own, trails of it going down the hot body into dark orange curls. Glancing down at the other's man hood, Shiro watched the hot length pulse with each beat of the others heart. Saw it twitch in anticipation. The orange tail had curled around Ichigo's left leg, bringing Shiro's gaze down towards the slightly stretched entrance he so wanted to be in at that moment. It still had his saliva leaking out of it in small trails, slowly dripping onto the bedspread.
The legs on either side of him raised higher, curling around Shiro's waist in obvious invitation. Grinning, Shiro moved forward till his own pale length was pushed up against Ichigo's hole, both groaning at the contact. With deliberate slowness, he pressed into him letting out a breath as Ichigo's head fell back onto the pillow. Once the head was in, Shiro stopped moving altogether, instead leaning down on top of Ichigo till they were pressed together.
When Ichigo had spread his legs for Shiro, he couldn't help but notice how handsome the other was. Shiro's face held a tinge of pink to it, bringing out his white complexion and inverted eyes. Eyes that were so glazed by pleasure and want they shone. Shiro's white ears stood erect upon his head, giving a twitch at every sound. Those ears where just about the softest thing Ichigo had ever touched before, the white fur was as soft as they looked. However those fangs were not.
Ichigo could see the pointed teeth resting against Shiro's bottom lip, a blue tongue swiping over them every few seconds. Ichigo wondered what those sharp objects would feel like when they pierced his skin. Ichigo gave a shudder at the thought. Ichigo watched as Shiro's hard muscles flexed with each movement, sweat trickling down hard abs towards the hard length of the other. The white curls that framed Shiro's manhood looked about as soft as his ears, but what they framed was anything but at the moment. Shiro's cock was tinged pink in arousal, with beads of pre-come running down its sides. Shiro was a good two inches longer than Ichigo's own six inch cock. It had defiantly felt big inside him.
Not even realizing what he was doing, Ichigo raised his legs and curled the around Shiro's waist, wanting that length inside him. When Shiro had pushed inside, Ichigo couldn't keep his head up, so he leaned it back onto the pillow. He noticed Shiro stop and was about to ask what was wrong when he laid his body on top of Ichigo's.
They just lay there for a few moments, enjoying the others close body. With the same slowness as before, Shiro pushed the rest of his length back inside Ichigo, then slowly pulled back out. Steadily they built as pace of push and pull, rocking against each other.
"Ahh, …Shiro, more..please~."
Grunt, "Hold on Ichi."
Shiro lifted one tan leg up onto his shoulder, pleased with the others flexibility. Raising to his knees, Shiro increased the pace while trying to hold out his orgasm. When Ichigo's cries of passion turned more animalistic, he knew the end was near. Leaning forwards he captured the orange haired hybrids lips, mindful of the elongated fags. Without warning Shiro pounded into the other, pulling back to grip at the slick length.
Ichigo couldn't take it much more. The hand upon him and the hot arousal pounding into him were quickly sending him over the edge. Ichigo knew neither of them could take the sweet torture anymore, so he let his instincts take over. Baring his neck to the dominating hybrid, Ichigo placed his hands near his head and looked straight at the other. Swallowing the access fluid in his mouth, Ichigo said the words he knew would finish them both.
"Mark me, my Mate, mark me now!"
When Shiro heard those words, any part of his resistance to giving in to his instincts vanished. With a roar, he shot forward burying his fangs into the soft flesh of Ichigo's neck. He thrust as hard as he could, as fast as he could, till he felt the muscled around him shudder and squeeze. A sharp cry from Ichigo sounded his pleasure as he rode his orgasm, bucking into Shiro's hand and back onto his length. The coil holding Shiro's pleasure back snapped and he too followed his mate to nirvana, growling into the shoulder of his mate as he thrust into him riding out his harsh orgasm.
For the next few minutes all that was heard was their panting breaths. Ichigo was the first to move, wrapping his arms around Shiro's white form, running them up and down his back. Shiro arched his back in response, lifting his head with a groan.
"Wow, thought I went blind there."
Ichigo laughed at his words, "Me too. I've never felt that before. It was intense" Chuckling, Shiro licked at the mating mark, soothing the agitated flesh.
"Shiro?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you pull out? It feels weird." Ichigo blushed at his own words, scowling at Shiro's laugh.
"Sorry, Ichi. Can't do tha' for a bit."
"Huh? Why?"
Snickering, Shiro leaned up on his elbows. "Cause we're knotted fer a bit."
"K-knotted? What do you mean?"
Shaking his head, Shiro grabbed the others hand and brought it down its owners body till it reached his entrance. Carefully as not to hurt the other, he traced their fingers around the swelled knot that was inside and that stretched the skin.
"It's normal, but it'll take a bit fer it tah go down. Sorry should hav' warned ya."
Nodding in understanding, Ichigo entwined their fingers, bringing their hands up to their chests. Ichigo lightly wrapped his legs around Shiro, but they both groaned at the movement.
"Ichi, don' move like tha, ok."
'Uhg, yah ok.'
Shiro laid his forehead against Ichigo's, breathing in his mates scent. "Yah hav' no idea how long I wan'ted tah do tha."
"How long?" Ichigo hated that his voice sounded as timid as he felt.
"Since tha day I saw yah.'
Startled, Ichigo looked into the others eyes, "You did?"
Shiro nodded. "Then why didn't you say anything? Or do anything?"
"I din't cause of tha girls, though' yah wouldn't like tha."
Ichigo smiled, 'That makes sense." Wait a second, "Oh my god, Shiro! What if they heard us!"
Shiro laughed, "They left this mornin'. It's just you an' me."
Relaxing at Shiro's words, Ichigo snuggled against him, curling his tail around Shiro's fluffy one. Slowly, they both drifted off to sleep, curled around the other in happiness, glad they had what they always wanted, a home, family, and a mate. It was all any hybrid could ask for.
Wow, haven't written anything in almost a year! This took me a few days to complete, had to re-write some things I wasn't happy with. So hear you are a new chapter in this series. I don't know when I'm going to update my other stories, but I'll have them updated soon. The next chapter for this series will be a Nnoitra and Shinji pairing. Urahara and Aizen make a bet in collage that one of their children must marry the other, what will Nnoitra and Shinji do?
I love feedback, and sorry once more. If ya review I become motivated to finish writing. Ja ne!