Day 9 - Whipping Cream (19/12/2010 – Ishida/Ichigo):
Ishida had sprawled himself purposefully across the couch in his living room about thirty minutes ago. He'd been waiting a little nervously for Ichigo to arrive. He wasn't certain how his lover would receive his surprise but after the comment Ichigo had made a little over a month ago he couldn't get the idea out of his head.
It had plagued his thoughts and had decided that he would try this.
It was something fun they could do together after all, though it was the first time he had wanted to introduce anything new to their sex lives.
He looked over at the gaping idiot standing just inside his doorway and knew he'd made the right choice.
He lay back more comfortably, ensuring he displayed himself just so and watched as Ichigo's cheeks heated, licking his lips as though they were parched.
Ishida lifted his hand and crooked his finger in a come hither motion, purring softly as his previously nervous energy shifted into something hot and hungry.
"Come here."
Ishida watched as Ichigo's Adam's apple bobbed and he silently came closer, nodding subconsciously to Ishida's command.
Ishida rose up slowly to meet his lover, hands running up over the seam of Ichigo's jacket teasingly. He was rewarded with a slight shiver from the unusually quiet man.
He cocked his head to the side, assessing quietly, "Ichigo?"
Ishida saw Ichigo's eyes grow heavy and watched in anticipation as the red head spoke softly, a blush mantling his cheeks. "Uryuu."
He let out a breath he hadn't released he'd been holding, his body shivering in response to the deepening of Ichigo's voice.
Ishida leant up then, making up the small difference in height, eyes never leaving Ichigo's as he murmured against parted lips, "I have whipped cream."
Ichigo shuddered against him and Ishida shivered as he was pressed firmly against Ichigo's coat, the material cold to the touch.
"Hell yeah."