Accidents
Chapter 2
By MasterAkira
Discalimer: Nope, not mine. I wish.
Warnings: ManSex! Threesome, oral, anal, etc…
Note: I love the image of Ishida pushing up his glasses. I do it, its sort of a movement the body adapts to. I find myself pushing up my glasses even when I'm wearing my contacts *sigh*. I have a feeling Ishida does too. He's so cute!
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Renji was waiting, slumped forward, outside his apartment door when Ishida got home. He had spent a few minutes arranging things in the sewing club before leaving the school, texting Ichigo to meet him after dinner.
"How long have you been here?" Ishida pushed up his glasses, the lenses glinting in the setting sun. They had a some time before Ichigo would arrive. He had a few things planned until then.
"Aw, about half an hour. What took ya so long?" Renji stood, stretching upwards, his un-tucked shirt riding up to expose a line of muscled tan and symmetric black lines. He followed the powerless Quincy into the small apartment. "Where are your parents?"
"My mother is dead and I do not get along with my father. I live alone." Ishida put down his school bags on the kitchen table and started loosening his tie. "Get undressed."
Renji smirked. "Not wasting any time I see. Are we waiting for Berry?"
"Do not be so pleased with yourself. We will shower before Kurosaki arrives." Ishida wanted to see just how much skin those tattoos covered.
Renji stripped quickly in the middle of the living room, proudly showing off his toned physique. He was already half-hard in anticipation. "Where to?" He had to wait for Ishida to finish undressing and neatly folding his clothes silently before he was answered.
"Follow me." Turned away from the fukutaichou, Ishida smirked. Renji was hot and all his for at least another hour. "In here." He turned on his western-style shower and climbed in. Renji hesitated. "Are you just going to stand there? I said get in." The shower/tub was more than big enough for two people. They could comfortably fit a third in, even seated.
"Hell yeah!" Renji got in, pressing his front to Ishida's back, letting the warm water pour over them. "Let me wash you."
Ishida chuckled and handed Renji a washcloth. "If you do me, I'll do you."
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear." Renji poured sweet-smelling soap onto the cloth and worked it into a lather, rubbing the soft cloth across the smooth skin of the teen. He was beautiful, his high cheek bones accented by the lack of his glasses. He was much more human looking without the glass contraptions. Ishida sighed as the shinigami washed him, the soft movements making his skin tingle. Finally Renji reached were he wanted to get his hands on, running soap all over Ishida's hardening erection, and sliding his fingers back to prod at the ring of muscles he so desperately wanted to be buried in.
"Hold it Abarai. Later. Let me clean you." Without meeting eyes, Ishida took the washcloth, added more soap, and quickly covered every inch of the gorgeous body in front of him, giving special attention to the black tattoos, tracing them downwards. When he was finished he rinsed out the washcloth and knelt, the water slicking back his inky hair.
"Fuck Ishida, you're a hot little Quincy. Ichigo's one lucky fuck." Renji's hair hung down in a damp curtain, framing his face as he peered down at the much younger male.
"All of you shinigami talk too much." Ishida knew one way to shut him up. He opened his mouth and swallowed the cock whole in front of him. Above him, Renji let out a yell, his hips bucking forward.
Ishida pulled back, glaring up. "I'll bite it off if you try and gag me again." He took it in again, Renji fighting every instinct to grasp that sexy face and fuck the hell out of it. The boy would, and could, kill him.
"Ah, that's so good. Faster Ishida-kun." Renji settled his hands in that hair loosely, not pulling or tugging. Ishida hollowed his cheeks and sucked even harder, and Renji came deep in that warm mouth. He slumped back, sliding down his head rested against the cool tile. Ishida leaned across his chest, smirking.
"Felt good shinigami? I thought so." Ignoring his own erection, Ishida rinsed them off one last time, shampooing their hair, using conditioner on Renji's and his own, before shutting off the water and climbing out. He held out an extra towel to his new classmate. "I'll make diner before Ichigo gets here." He left the steam-filled bathroom to plod into the kitchen and start on a simple dinner. By the time it was ready Renji had joined him.
"Quincy-kun, let me take care of you." Renji reached to fondle underneath blue cross-covered apron his host was wearing. His hand was swatted away.
"Eat first." Ishida had already finished his own meal and was cleaning up the kitchen. He turned around and Renji blushed. The boy was naked beneath that sexy lace-trimmed apron. Renji scarfed down his food, finishing in seconds. Ishida cleared his plate and came back, removing his apron and dropping it on the floor. "Impatient aren't we?" One eyebrow cocked, he settled his weight on the taller male's lap.
"Yeah." His large hands pulled slender hips closer to his own and he leaned forward to kiss the teen. Ishida reciprocated, licking the seem of Renji's thin lips. He let the shinigami take control of the kiss. He felt Ichigo's reistau flare on the other side of the door. The orange haired ryoka burst in, worried about his weakened Quincy lover. He wasn't ready for what he saw. He thought for a split second that he had accidentally walked into the wrong apartment.
"Renji?! What the fuck, get your hands off of him!" Ichigo was fuming, what was the bastard doing touching his Uryuu!
The kiss broke and Ishida smirked at the intruder. "Shut up Kurosaki. I invited him. He was watching us and wanted to join in." He watched Ichigo turn pink, and then red, and finally, the yelling began.
"What the fuck do you mean 'watching us'!?! Renji, you bastard, I'll kill you!" He lunged forward, but Ishida stopped him.
"Relax Kurosaki, you'll enjoy this." His dark eyes promised the pleasure Ichigo had come to associate with his meetings with the quincy.
"Fine, but I'm seme."
"We'll see." The very naked Ishida turned on them, heading for his bedroom. "Close the front door Kurosaki and come with me." Renji rushed to follow, Ichigo on his heels. They entered Ishida's bedroom where the quincy was busy fishing in his drawer. He pulled something out and threw it at Renji, who caught it. "I want you to prepare Ichigo."
"Ichigo?" Renji was really looking forward to taking the slimmer teen.
"Hell no." Ichigo tried to wrestle the lube from his friend on the ground.
"Ichigo. You will let him." Ishida stood over them, sending a light kick into the substitute shinigami's side.
"Ow! What the hell Uryuu?!" The pair on the floor broke up, their grappling match forgotten.
"Let him. You owe me." Ishida proffered a hand to help Renji up. His raspberry hair was starting to dry and moved around his head like strands of silk. "Renji, first names only in the bedroom." He reached up and pulled that tattooed face closer to his own, initiating a new kiss. Ichigo moan watching them.
"Fine." Ichigo quickly removed his clothes; he had changed out of his uniform before coming over. He came up behind Ishida and pulled the pale face away from Renji so he could kiss the other teen.
"Mmmm, Uryuu, this better be good." Ichigo mumbled against soft lips as he felt cold, slick fingers probing at his ass.
"I let you do it to me all the time." Ishida smiled as he licked at Ichigo's sharp jaw bone. "I know you think Renji's hot. His tattoos are amazing." Dark eyes closed in pleasure as Renji nipped at the quincy's neck.
"Uryuu, you're fantastic." The shinigami was enthralled with the dark haired teen and his friend. He moved his fingers in and out of Ichigo's ass. "Are you a virgin?"
"No! I have sex with Uryuu all the time!" Ichigo was outraged.
Ishida giggled, trying to move them in the direction of the bed. "No Renji, I've taken him once. He says he didn't like it." He whispered in Renji's ear. "He loved it."
"I bet he did." With one last hard kiss Renji pushed Ishida to the bed and pulled Ichigo to his chest with one hand. The other kept its rhythm in and out of Ichigo's ass. "Don't worry Ichi-chan, I won't hurt ya or nothin'." He kissed the orange haired teen to silence his complaints.
"Take him already." Ishida was kneeling on the bed watching the two shinigami together. It was exactly what he wanted to see. The two muscled forms rubbing together and attacking each others' mouths. The sight was almost enough to make him come right then and there.
"Yeah, hurry it up Red." Ichigo smirked as he leaned back onto those invading fingers and pulled the fukutaichou on top of him on Ishida's soft comforter.
"If that's what you want." Renji licked up Ichigo's neck and bit at the corner of his jaw, drawing out a long moan.
"Yeah, so stop taking your sweet time." Ichigo frowned. Renji moved over him, his hair hanging down around them, and Ishida passed them the lube again. Slick, Renji pressed in, his first thrust only going in halfway. "Ow! Wait a sec." Ichigo took deep breaths, his face screwed up in pain.
"Yeah, sure, whatever." Renji's eyes were closed, trying to fight the urge to finish thrusting in. Ichigo was tight and hot, a perfect fuck.
"Okay, you can try some more now." Ichigo felt hands rubbing his chest and he looked up to see Ishida smiling down at him.
"Enjoying it yet?" Those dark eyes were leering at him and he scowled back.
"No. Move Renji." He turned his attention back to the shinigami buried inside of him. His red eyes were open, and he smiled down.
"If you say so." Renji took a deep breath and grabbed harder at Ichigo's thighs, the boys gasp allowing him the pause he needed to burry himself fully in his passage. Ichigo screamed and he pulled out and pistoned back in. Ichigo craned his neck backwards and caught a glimpse of his lover kneeling, a slim hand lightly stroking his erection.
"C'mere Uryuu. You're next." Ichigo closed his eyes and let Ishida lean over him, kissing him upside down. He was so aroused by the silky feel of another's tongue in his mouth and Renji taking him so forcefully he came as soon as a hit was landed on his prostate. "Agh!" White streams shot across his chest, some landing as far as his and Ishida's face, and Renji panted, his pace slowing down.
"Fuck! Yur too tight Ichi. I can't move no more." The convulsing passage massaged Renji and he came deep inside his friend, long before he had planned. Ishida watched the whole scene with a slight grin. Now it was his turn.
"Are you two up for it another round? I haven't come yet and I'd hate to see two strong shinigamis like you be put out after one fuck." He dragged his hand through his disheveled hair and tilted his head coyly.
"No way am I done. Yur mine next Quincy." Renji groaned as he pulled out of Ichigo and crawled over to pin Ishida below him. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard." The boy cocked his head as if to say 'Really? You?'
"Me too." Ichigo rolled onto his stomach to watch as the redhead force his tongue down Ishida's throat. "I want some too." His ass was sore and he let his head fall forward.
"Me first." Renji moved his mouth across a sharp jaw and nibbled a soft earlobe.
"Both." Ishida wet his lips. "Let me take you Ichigo, please." His dark eyes darted between their faces. Ichigo paused for a moment before he nodded in hesitant agreement.
"Oh hell yes." Renji smashed their lips together again, the thought incredible to him. He helped Ichigo settle on Ishida's lap and watched the shinigami slowly lower himself onto the teen's aching erection. "God."
"God." The echoed exclamation left Ichigo's mouth in a breathy gasp, as he relaxed and let himself be filled again. It felt so much better than he remembered, even better than with Renji. Ishida was not as thick, but he was longer and it felt like it hit his prostate on the first try. He picked up his hips and dropped them again, and then again.
"You're so tight. More Ichigo, please." Ishida gave up on meeting the thrusts, instead letting his back fall to the soft surface of his bed. Ichigo continued to ride him and Renji moved his legs into a better position.
"Ready Quincy-kun?" Renji did not wait for an answer before he plunged his reawakened cock into Ishida's waiting opening. The boy screamed, arching off the bed and deeper inside of Ichigo. The two redheads were spurned further by his reaction, moving faster, thrusting deeper. "Humans are amazing." Renji panted as he watched the others underneath him.
"More Shinigami!" Ishida bucked his hips, begging Renji for more. Each movement of his friend and his lover only forced more into Ichigo and he was ecstatic with the pleasure. It was not much longer when he came, covering his hand and Ishida's chest. The Quincy came in him instantly, Renji forcing his hips forward a dozen more times before he followed. As they lay panting in the afterglow, Ishida smiled and let himself fall asleep with the others tangled around him, completely satisfied.
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They didn't wake up in time to make it to school on time, but Ishida managed to get there by lunch. Renji and Ichigo looked like hell but he was fresh and chipper. After the last bell rang Rukia made her way to him, smiling.
"Oni-sama said next time the mongrel should bring you to him. He said that it was a grave accident that he was overlooked." She gave him a sly smile and knowing wink. "Rest up Ishida-kun, Oni-sama always tires out Renji." She was gone out the window in a rustle of skirt and Ishida was left with a wonderful new idea to ponder.
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End Note: Next time, Byakuya and Hanataro get drunk (well, one of them does). I'm sorry this took so long; it was almost finished when I left for Europe for two weeks and then it took me another week to get settled back in (but it was totally worth it!!!!). I practiced my French and it was amazing (ten days in France, two in Spain). A week later and I'm still jet lagged. Enjoy! Please review to tell me what you liked or what you'd like to see (except no Kemapchi. He's creepy).
If you like het-- Very Festive (my best friend in the whole entire world) has an amazing Joker/OC fic that I would recommend. It is hilarious and very sexy, at the same time. (Also, the Hermés character happens to be based on me.) It's "When a Good Girl…"