Ship: Ukitake x Hisagi

Rating:M

Title: Missing you

Ukitake was sitting in his quarters, lying in bed and unable to sleep. He'd been hoping Hisagi would have returned today, but the lieutenant was spending one more day in living world, busying with his mission.

The Captain rolled onto his side, snuggling deep under his covers and irritation settling under his skin. He missed Hisagi so much, missed holding him in his arms and the warm press of their bodies together. He wasn't in the mood to pleasure himself - he'd been patiently waiting for his lover to return, remaining untouched for days now. His eyes drooped shut, and he was nearly nodding off when a small package slipped underneath his door.

Standing and stretching, Ukitake stood and grabbed the packet. He dropped heavily onto his bed, wondering why it was there, when he saw the name on it. His breath caught in his throat when he opened it - an ipad on live feed from the lieutenant's temporary quarters. Hisagi sat on his bed, washed in the low glow of the lamp. He was completely naked, and one hand trailed over his stomach. "Ukitake..."

"Hisagi! Ah….what a sight you are..." Ukitake's head swam briefly as his blood flow shot south to fill his cock.

"You...cannot sleep, either, I see."

Hisagi shook his head, and eyed his own erection. "I miss you. I've tried to be so good, Ukitake, not touching myself, thinking I'd be back today..."

Ukitake licked his lips. He leaned the ipad onto a desk, so the younger male could see him better. Plus, he had a feeling he might need his hands free.

"Hisagi, I have missed you, too. Very much."

Hisagi ran a hand down his thigh, trailing dangerously close to his groin, and he groaned deeply. "Ukitake, please. Can't I touch myself a little? I'm so hard thinking about you..."

"Oh, Hisagi...Hisagi, touch yourself. Please…" He shifted on his futon, length straining against his pants. Hisagi moaned softly as if Ukitake was the one touching him, when his fingers finally curled around his straining cock. He stroked carefully, determined not to come just yet.

Ukitake was certain he was going mad just by watching. When Hisagi's hips began to cant forward, Ukitake gripped of the futon, wishing it was Hisagi's hips. "Hisagi...stroke faster. Come for me, Hisagi." He palmed himself now, unable to keep his hands off himself.

"Ukitake," Hisagi gasped. "Please, don't want to be alone. Want you to come with me?" He pleaded. He gripped the sheets with one hand and fucked into his other. He groaned in relief when he saw Ukitake stand, and arrange the camera view so he could see Ukitake pleasing himself. They could only communicate to each other through moans and whimpers, and suddenly Hisagi gasped. "U-Ukitake, gonna come - "

"Yes, Hisagi, I am close - " Ukitake choked, before he was suddenly spurting over his fingers and onto his sleep shirt. He watched as Hisagi came over himself, and at the sight he came again in hot ropes. Hisagi cried out and his back arched, and soon he was heaving as he stroked himself through the end of it. "Hisagi..."

"Oh, Ukitake. Dammit, I miss you," Hisagi sighed.

"I understand, Hisagi," Ukitake nodded shakily. "However, I believe that we have come to a way we can still be with each other, while still away," He murmured with a soft, gentle chuckle.

Hisagi gave a rough laugh. "No kidding." He wiped the sticky mess from his hand, and carded his other fingers through his hair. "I'll be back tomorrow, I don't think I'm getting anywhere with these guys. They're nice, just don't want anything to do with Soul Society."

"I understand." Ukitake murmured, nodding his head slightly. "We should try to sleep now. I think we both need it."

Hisagi smiled tenderly, and gently pressed his hand against part of the screen. "I love you."

Ukitake smiled in return, and also pressed his hand on the screen against Hisagi's. "Love you too, Hisagi. With all my heart."

Author's note: Please don't ask me why I wrote that. Even I don't know why I did. XD Sorry Ukitake was a bit OOC!