Accidents E

By MasterAkira

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor am I making any money off of this or any of the characters.

Warnings: Yaoi, anal, underaged!Ishida, underaged(?)!Hitsugaya

Authors Note: I like this pairing, but I not sure how I feel about a seme!Ishida. It's kinda weird…this may be my last thing for awhile, I'm leaving for college, and I'm not sure what my schedule is going to really be like…but it's not the end! Have no fear, there are more where the first few have coming from waiting in the wings (my head). Also, I am going to be going back and reworking some of these for , when I get to it.

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He was tired. After fighting off the hollows Kurosaki was responsible for and dealing with his father, all he wanted to do was relax. As a teenage boy, there was really only one way to relax. And indulge himself, at the same time. Sewing could only do so much.

After showering and pulling on loose sleeping pants, he lay on his bed, trying to clear his mind. A cool breeze washed over him from the open window, lulling him into a happier state. His eyes drifted shut and one hand slowly took a meandering path down his chest to play with the waistband of his pants. Tired of teasing, he shoved in his hand and grasped his half-hard erection. With a gasp he stroked it, the other thin appendage twisting his pink nipples. He was close without much, and he bit his lip, trying to put off his orgasm.

He was about to plummet over the edge when a sound from outside his window caught him off guard. His eyes opened, his sight blurry without his glasses, but he recognized the shinigami perched on his ledge, flushed pink with embarrassment. "Hitsugaya-san?"

"Ishida-kun. I-I'm sorry. Matsumoto was driving me mad and Ichigo wasn't home and…" the young shinigami blushed, but fully entered the room. He moved to kneel on the edge of the bed. He licked his lips slowly as Ishida pulled his hand out of his pants, trying to cover himself up. Without thinking he blurted out the first thought that came to him. "Ishida-kun, can I?"

Ishida's brow shot up and he squirmed with discomfort. He was still hard, and the shinigami was looking at him like he never had before. Of all the visitors, Hitsugaya was always the one he felt the most comfortable around. It may have been because they both were quiet and neat, wanting things done, and done right. "I don't know." Ishida blushed and hung his head down, trying to ignore how close the captain was now. "I guess, I mean, if you want."

"I think I do." The teal haired male reached out and brushed his fingertips across the expanse of Ishida's pale chest.

The Quincy gasped, arching both towards and away at the same time. "You're so cold!"

"I tend to be a bit colder than others, but you're burning up." The man looked a bit worried, but still intent on molesting the Quincy. His icy teal eyes burned with desire. His hands lightly settled in the middle of Ishida's chest.

"Am not." His eyes fell closed as he sucked in air sharply through his mouth. Ishida whimpered when the hands moved, slowly feeling the hard muscles laid bare. "Hitsugaya-san, why are you doing this?" He shuttered, forcing his sapphire eyes to open and look at the male hovering over him.

"I saw you, and you looked really sexy. Matsumoto says I should act on impulse more." The teenage shinigami blushed deeply. "It was an accident, but I'm not apologizing. I want you." Hitsugaya swooped in and pressed his lips to the taller boy's. Gentle at first, he pressed harder as Ishida responded.

"I guess you can stay." Ishida panted as the kiss broke. One hand teased at his nipples as the other started to push down his pants.

"Thank you Ishida-kun." The captain flashed a really smile and dipped his head down to latch onto the smooth skin of Ishida's neck. The boy was more delicious than he expected. He left marks as he moved southward, purple and blue against the creamy off-white of Ishida's skin. The boy squirmed when he reached his peaked nipples, thrashing and moaning his name.

"Ah, Hitsugaya-san, stop, ugh, please! Ah, it's so…" the thought was lost to incomprehensible babbling and he relented, pulling away with a wet pop.

"Ishida-kun, do you know how cute you are?" The human shook his head, blushing and turning away. He tired to untangle his hands from white hair but stopped when lusty eyes met his. He was frozen in the heated gaze.

"Don't say that Hitsugaya-san."

"But it's true." He grinned and dragged his tongue down the middle of ridged abs. "Ichigo certainly thinks so." Before Ishida could respond he opened his mouth and took Ishida's erection deep into his throat. Ishida screamed, and his hands buried themselves in tousled white hair. His hips bucked, once, twice, and he screamed again. Hitsugaya felt him beginning to come undone and he sucked harder, moving his mouth back so only the tip was just past his lips. In a sudden movement he plunged down again and bobbed back up, Ishida thrusting up, his back arched, as he came, pouring his release into the vacuum-tight mouth.

Panting, Ishida stared at his clean ceiling, trying to make it stop spinning. He could feel Hitsugaya's tongue cleaning him up, moving over his sensitive skin, and he knew he would soon be hard again if he kept it up. His hormones never thought once was enough. "Hitsugaya-san, please…"

"Please what?" Amusement was evident in his voice as he continued to assault Ishida's stomach and groin.

Ishida's hands, which had fallen limply to the sheets, pushed at slim shoulders. "Please, I'm too sensitive."

"I've noticed." With a grin Hitsugaya moved back, shifting to their faces were only inches apart. "I want to have sex with you. I know you're a virgin, but I will take good care of you." He leaned forward and pressed their lips together.

Sighing into the kiss Ishida nodded and wrapped his arms around the tiny creature. He bucked his hips and let Hitsugaya continue to kiss him as the shinigami wiggled out of his clothing. "Please don't hurt me." His blue eyes shimmered with fear and arousal.

"Oh, this won't hurt you one bit." Teal eyes glimmered with mischief. Hitsugaya reached for the lube Ishida had been using as he moved to straddle the Quincy. He tipped the tube upside down and let the thick liquid drip over Ishida's reawakened erection and used his hand to spread it around. He was rewarded with a gasp. Using the distraction, the shinigami angled his hips and impaled himself.

"Histugaya!" Ishida screamed and bucked up into the tight heat that suddenly surrounded him. He bucked up, not even thinking about the motion. The shinigami above him gasped at the motion and rocked back down, hard. It hurt, yes, but the pleasure was so much more.

"Ishida, please, Ishida-kun. More, please!" He moaned as he tugged at his own nipples, pulling and pinching, his free hand propping him up so he could ride the jerking Quincy.

"Yes." Ishida could barely think, instead he moved into the heat, against the burning skin of his new lover. He wasn't sure how, but he managed to sit up, his thin hands forcing Hitsugaya more strongly against him, and crushed their mouths together.

The feeling of being filled was better than he could have imagined. Ishida was hot, burning him up from the inside out, and he was perfectly shaped, but he wasn't too big, too wide. They fit together perfectly. Perfect was the only word he could think of. Then again, he wasn't thinking too well at the moment. "I'm, ah, close. Please, just a little more." Just that bit and it would be all the more…perfect.

Ishida pressed them closer, trying for more, harder, into the tight, wet heat enveloping him. He thought it couldn't get much better until the passage around him spasmed, and he felt scalding fluid spread across his stomach. He lost what fragile control he had, and pumped once more, pouring himself into Hitsugaya as he screamed. "Hitsu-ga-ya!" His world went white for a temporary eternity.

The body on top of him groaned and he winced as he pulled out, the feel of his semen leaking out with him. "You came inside." It wasn't an accusation, or a question, just an observation. Shakily, he propped himself up on his elbows, looking at the pale, dark haired human next to him. "It was good, I think."

That made Ishida smile. "Yeah, I think it was good too." Amazing, actually. Better than he could have imagined. He rolled to his side. "Do you want to take a shower with me? I feel all sticky, and I bet you do too." The blush that had died with the end of their session came back with a vengeance.

"Okay. Shower. Just give me a moment Ishida-kun." He dropped back down, his eyelids drooping.

"You can call me Uryuu, I mean, if you want." Ishida could feel his face burning, but it was worth it for the smile that followed.

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End Note: Aw, I love Ishida and Hitsugaya! They're both sweet, underneath, and cold, but cute! And I like how "Hit-su-ga-ya" sounds (I know that's not exactly how Ishi says it). Come on, just sing it a bit to yourself. You'll see. It's almost as great to say as "Hyakkimaru!" Dororo anyone? The live-action is amazing…

As I said before, this may be the last for a while, unless I get some amazing reviews. (Hint hint.) The reviews for the hits has been disappointing, so please tell me what you think!