Ship: Hisagi x Shirosei (He's Kensei's hollow) If you're going to read this chapter...you probably should read my fanfiction Be One With Your Captain's Hollow first. Or else this might seem a little strange to you.
Rating:M
Title: My Shirt
Shirosei allowed himself a moment of rest as Hisagi woke and moved around their shared quarters. Well….his master's…Hisagi's and then his quarters.
It had been a recent change, though Shuuhei clearly enjoyed it. The ex-Captain he shared a soul with….seemed to feel so-so about it.
Seeing their possessions intermingled, waking every morning to the sight of the Soul Reaper (Usually when the Captain was gone on a mission) and falling to sleep with Shuuhei in his embrace every evening beside him was a pleasure most welcome.
Shirosei let his eyes open as Hisagi's tongue brushed against his bottom lip, the room still darkened as it had been when they'd slept, though his golden eyes adjusted quickly. He breathed deeply, hand rising to grip Hisagi's wrist.
"Kid… does yer shirt feel different today?"
"Hm?" Hisagi hummed lazily, shifting his shoulders. "Bit loose… why?"
Even though he knew it was probably not a good idea…wait…no a terrible idea he still surged up, claiming Hisagi's mouth, hot and wet and pulling him astride. Hisagi replied in kind, opening his mouth dutifully, responding to the probing blue tongue.
A laugh spilled from his lips as Shuuhei pulled back, "You're already want sex?"
"Ya," Shirosei didn't answer again and reached up for another kiss, hands steady as they ran up Shuuhei's arms, "yer wearing my shirt."
Hisagi blinked, pulling back and looking down. He laughed, a smile blossoming on his face, "…guess I picked it up by accident… You usually fold your shirt or I throw it farther…" he shifted his shoulders once more, able to feel the hitch in Shirosei's breath. "You… you really like it, don't you?"
Shirosei took a breath in, "It is… most pleasing, yes,"
Hisagi let himself be pulled down for another searing kiss, pulling back with a besotted smile. "Why so?"
"To see ya so comfortable in my clothing… it makes me wanna touch ya," he was falling into more rude, less caring mood, the sight was truly bringing him to distraction. "The pulse quickens at the sight, to see ya bear my clothing," The steady hands fell once again to Hisagi's arms, ghosting up and back down before clutching his hands and drawing the younger male down for another passionate kiss.
Blue suited the kid….
It was Hisagi who surged to kiss him this time, tongue falling into his mouth with abandon. "Meeting Kensei at the office can wait." He murmured, barely pulling far enough to speak.
Shirosei's hands plunged under the shirts on Hisagi's back, pawing the skin there as their mouths dueled. His hands fell lower, fingers sliding beneath the waistband of his lover's trousers, palming the flesh beneath his hands and bringing their groins together even though he knew he should stop.
Hisagi wrenched his mouth away with a hiss, thrusting himself against the responding hardness beneath him.
"Remove these," Shirosei growled, tugging on the trousers uselessly. "Or see them torn away for keeping ya from me,"
Hisagi groaned at the idea of Shirosei tearing his clothes off, so clouded by arousal he could not even wait to remove the clothing properly. It was an exceptional picture, but perhaps one for another day. He rose to his knees, doubling over to kiss the hollow beneath him as he shimmied from the trousers clothing him. Shirosei's hands greedily found the skin of his thighs as they were revealed, palms stroking and fingers catching on the cotton of his briefs.
This time he didn't even give warning, simply fisting the fabric and rending it to tatters before taking hold of his shoulders and pulling him to a deep kiss. Skin to skin they thrust together, Hisagi's hands moving to the hem of the shirts on his torso, lifting.
"No!" Shirosei grabbed his wrist, eyes blazing. "Leave it."
Hisagi managed a breathy laugh, lowering his hands to Shirosei's chest, stroking the pale bare skin. "You really like it…"
Shirosei let out a growl, his fingers sought the bared flesh, stroking down in direction of his entrance. Hisagi gasped, those very fingers probing.
Shuuhei panted softly, thrusting as they prodded entry, easily slicked by residual lube and come from their previous night's joining. "Ah, Shirosei," he thrust forward, desperate for more rare friction, "inside me, need you to fuck me… Shirosei, Shirosei…"
Allowing his hands to retreat, Shirosei gripped the skinny hips above him and pulled Hisagi to his knees. "Ride me," he ordered, thrusting shallowly to emphasize his point. He loosened his grip and felt Hisagi lean back far enough to take hold of his erection, lining it up and beginning to sink down. A watery hiss passed through Shirosei's teeth as he let his hands slide up the front of Hisagi's torso, stroking the fabric stretched over his chest.
"Feels so good," Hisagi panted, hips rocking, thighs flexing with the effort to raise and drop himself on the cock spearing him, rocking forward, moaning as the head of Shirosei's cock struck his prostate. "Want you, always you," He gave a sobbing gasp, head thrown back and fingers knotted in Shirosei's chest hair.
Deep inside himself, Shirosei agreed even though he knew Hisagi said the same things to Kensei, hips thrusting up forcefully and earning yet another moan at the touch against Hisagi's prostate. The hollow pulled pulled him forward, taking a firm grip of Hisagi to drag him down, mouth finding his shoulder beneath the fabric of his own shirt. Shirosei's thrusts grew harsher and a snarl was ripped from his throat as his mouth sought bare flesh, biting down just above Shuuhei's collar line, and sucking blood to the surface.
Hisagi let out a choked moan, arching his neck for better access, bringing himself back down on the turgid flesh within, a panting moan as Shirosei released him, leaving them gasping into each other's mouths, their thrusts growing erratic. "Yours, yours…yours,"
Shirosei's hand rose to the cock bobbing against his stomach, only to gently touch it, getting a little bit of control over his instincts to ravage Shuuhei.
"Close?"
Hisagi bit his lip, nodding as his shoulders hunched, fingers grappling for purchase on the bare body beneath him. His throat opened, allowing moans to spill freely with each brush against him, every touch and thrust as Shirosei doubled his efforts, mouth seeking available flesh, tugging on the fabric of the shirt that hid it from sight but so inflamed his ardor.
"Shuuhei," A gasp left the hollow' mouth at a particularly deep thrust.
Mine…
Muscles spasmed and fingers clutched as Hisagi tensed and bowed backwards, spilling across Shirosei's chest. The clenching of his channel drew Shirosei in deeper, shortening the few thrusts he managed before finding his own release. He caught the younger soul reaper by the biceps as he fell forward, wrenching him into a gasping kiss, deep and probing and not lacking in passion. The fire quickly petered to loving brushes, their noses rubbing with bare touches of lips, tender in their intent.
"I love you so much," Hisagi murmured, unable to keep the smile from his lips as he nuzzled his head in the crook of Shirosei's neck, "So, so much,"
"As I ya," Shirosei carded his fingers through the other man's black hair, pressing a kiss to his forehead. His free hand stroked idly up Hisagi's side, no longer fueled by lust and gentle in their exploration.
Sometimes it was just so hard to tell Hisagi that he loved him…when he heard the kid tell his Captain the same thing.
Hisagi smiled, raising himself for a kiss. "I should shower and go see to Kensei before he blows up the office," Shirosei made a non-commital noise, grip tightening slightly. "I'll see you later, right?"
"Hai," another kiss pressed to his lips before Hisagi carefully removed his shirts and rose from the bed, heading to the bathroom.
"Hopefully you'll have showered by then, too," he called over his shoulder with a smile.
Shirosei let his lips quirk up at the implication, allowing himself to rest back against the pillows beneath him. Life was indeed most fortunate.
And yet at that same time so unfortunate that he had to share Hisagi with his other half.
Such a shame.