DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH.

WARNING: SMUT, SMUT AND SMUT GALORE!

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Chapter 3

First Contact

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In a love motel in Kabukicho, Shinjuku

2:17am, June 7th

Ichigo stood by the window in his naked glory. He took time to appreciate the view afforded to him by Shinjuku's night time skyline. He was satisfied; really, he finally made more than contact with his target. He still had time to know him and plan a way to eradicate him, as his employers dictated. But he would enjoy this; enjoy him, as much as he can.

In an unnamed club, Shinjuku

10:46pm, June 6th

After days of waiting, paying for and confirming information using his uncle's network, Ichigo finally results that he wanted. He would finally be able to do what he was tasked to do. He now felt the adrenaline rush of one so close to his goal. But he would not kill him yet. After he made the first contact, he would still have time to study his "prey".

Ichigo walked into this so-called club, what with its dark smoky interiors, loud sophisticated sound system and the barely clothed dancers on both the stage and on the wide black marble floor. He knew the man was in here somewhere, probably with bevy of beauties in tow, probably not. It would be much easier for him though if his target was alone.

He spotted his target standing out in his all white ensemble, sitting alone in a booth and drinking wine, looking so bored and apathetic. He couldn't wait to see the familiar angular face, run his fingers through that wavy dark hair, touch that goateed chin and look into those sleepy gray eyes up close, which he so often stared at in the photo given by his employers.

The tangerine haired man took off his fur lined coat and positioned himself where he was sure he would be spotted by his target. He was wearing a black sleeveless v-necked shirt which ended right below his navel, a multi-strand leather choker, a pair of low slung skin tight pants which showed his bony hips, a studded belt and a pair of black leather knee high boots. He walked right in the middle of the dance floor and started to dance to the hypnotic techno beats, his bloody sinful hips swaying to and fro.

He felt the back of his neck prickle, and he knew he got him good. He turned, only to meet those familiar gray eyes looking at him with pure want, which made shivers go up and down his spine. He made more of a show dancing seductively, taunting his target. After a few more agonizing minutes, the man finally stood up and walked toward him purposely.

The taller man licked his lips before encircling his arms around Ichigo's waist possessively and claimed his lips in a passionate kiss. The berry responded heatedly and wound his arms around the other's neck. One hand crept to his ass and squeezed.

"What's your name?"

"Ichigo." the berry purred, chocolate brown orbs glinting with seduction.

"I want you to spend the rest of the night with me." The man demanded, arm tightening a fraction around his waist, the hand on his ass squeezed suggestively.

"But I just got here… and besides, you haven't told me your name." Ichigo said, in what he hoped an innocent manner, complete with a pout.

"If I tell you my name, will you come with me? I promise you'll have an even grander time. And I'll make sure that the last thing that you'll ever know how to say is my name." the man said, thumb running across the berry's lower lip, before nipping it lightly. Ichigo's breath hitched at the action, while grinding his groin against the other's.

The berry made a show biting his lip sexily before answering. "Not until you tell me your name."

The man grinded his groin against Ichigo's once more. "You're a stubborn bitch, you know that?"

"Your name." the berry whispered to his ear huskily as one of his hands unbuttoned the man's shirt and slipped it inside to caress the broad chest.

The man seemed pleased by the action and gave the berry another nip to his lower lip. "Stark."

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" the man hummed in pleasure as the berry licked the exposed collarbone.

They made a beeline to the nearest but nondescript love motel, which were abundant in Kabukicho, Shinjuku's red light district. As soon as the door closed, Stark nearly tore the berry's top in an effort to expose more of that creamy skin, all the while abusing his lips more with passionate kisses.

Stark threw the half naked berry onto the bed, then undressed himself in record time. He smirked at the soft gasp the berry made as his huge erection was exposed. He then crawled onto the bed and teased him by latching his mouth onto a pert nipple. He nipped and licked the hardened nub while his hand busied itself on its twin.

The berry was still wearing his pants but that too soon went as the older man unbuckled his studded belt and slipped his hands under his waist band and immediately took off his pants. Stark was smirked even more when he found out the berry wasn't wearing anything underneath.

"I don't have any lube with me." Stark said, as he grinded his erection against Ichigo's as his fingers massaged that hot puckered hole, making the berry buck his hips. Yet this was clearly a lie. He just wanted to see what the berry would do.

Ichigo pushed the taller man away as he tried to sit, face flushed and clearly lust addled with his half lidded eyes and kiss swollen lips. He then straddled the man's hips and started riddling the broad chest with butterfly kisses. He then proceeded southward, only to dip his tongue in Stark's belly button. The older man hummed in pleasure and the berry proceeded even lower to lick the head of his hard cock. He then took the rest of it into his mouth, until he felt it connect with the back of his throat. He bobbed his head up and down that wicked shaft, slathering his saliva all over it.

The older man responded with a gentle roll his hips to every suck, but the berry would not let him cum inside his mouth.

The berry pulled the other's cock out of his mouth with a pop. He then faced the other way, still on his knees, toward the remaining space on the huge bed, his ass exposed to Stark. He then spread those plump cheeks as he pressed his face against the mattress.

"I want your big cock inside me now." the berry panted, clearly trembling, his hole contracting as it was exposed to the cold air inside the room.

Stark first gave the berry's puckered hole a few licks then spread his legs wider with his knees. He gripped the berry's hips; albeit too harshly then thrust himself to the hilt. The berry groaned at the slight pain, making him tremble even more.

The older man grunted in response, but managed to stay still to let the berry adjust to his girth. The berry shifted and then Stark moaned, the overwhelming heat nearly drowning him.

"Move." The berry thrust backwards, and he replied in kind, hips angling to hit that one spot to send him into a state of pure bliss. Both men's rhythm was slow and hard, every thrust deliberate and strong. But soon enough, it became erratic as they both knew they were about to reach their peak. Ichigo stroked his cock in time with Stark's thrusts.

"Stark!" the berry screamed, as he came, milking himself clean onto the silken sheets.

The older man felt his partner's walls constrict as he came, making his hole even tighter and even more pleasurable. He was close; he felt it as his balls tightened. He came inside the berry, filling him with his cum, thrusting a few more times before finally slumping on his back. He then pulled his limp cock out and lay beside his partner.

Ichigo was lying on his stomach now, waiting for his breath to even out. He felt Stark pull out and lay beside him. He then caressed the man's cheek and gave him a rather chaste kiss. The older man took it farther though, nipping his lover lip to let their tongues dance and explore each other's mouths once more.

"Gods, you felt so good." The older man said, as he gave the berry's lips one last lick.

"Glad you feel that way." The berry gave him a sleepy smile.

Soon enough, soft relaxed breathing was heard in the room as both men fell asleep, the berry's head resting on Stark's chest, his arm wound around the slender frame possessively.

Present Time

Ichigo was still standing by the window, admiring the late night view, a smile on his lips when he felt those familiar arms wound around his slender waist.

"Here's where you've gone to." Stark said as he nuzzled the berry's neck. He then gave a light sniff at the spot behind his ear and gave his ear a nip.

"What, you've missed me already?" the berry said mischievously as he arched his back in response to the man's ministrations, one hand rubbing his hip and the other stroking his ribs.

"Yeah, so?" the man then gave the berry's neck a long lick. Ichigo shuddered and moaned in pleasure as he arched his back even more, to expose more of his neck to that talented tongue. "Let's get back to bed." The man spoke once more, this time one hand stroking his half erect cock gently as the other hand groped his ass.

Ichigo answered a breathless "yes" before turning around and wrapping his arms around Stark's neck and kissing him fully on the lips heatedly. The older man then lifted the berry up and proceeded to wrap those long lithe legs around his waist as he walked toward the bed.

Stark lay the berry on the bed with the utmost care, then proceeded to ravish his lips with insistent kisses. He snatched a bottle from the night stand. "Found lube." He shook the bottle at the berry, who only gave him a smirk. "Then get on with it."

The man popped the cap open and slathered the unscented lotion on his cock. He hooked the berry's legs on his forearms and pushed into him, not stopping until he was fully seated. The berry was turning his head to and fro, mouth open in a soundless moan. He started to snap his hips forcefully, earning him loud moans from the man beneath him as he hit his sweet spot at every thrust. The berry gripped his shoulders tightly and pulled him for another kiss.

"Yes… Stark, fuck me, fuck me… harder…" the berry moaned, almost begging.

He hooked the both of the berry's legs onto his shoulders, nearly bending him in half, pound his ass even harder. One hand stroked the berry's cock harshly, and then he came, cum spurting between their bodies. A few more thrusts and he came as well, once more coating the berry's insides with his essence.

Stark unhooked Ichigo's legs from his shoulder but did not pull himself out. He lay on top of the berry, feeling both of their hearts go back to beating normally once more.

"You are so addicting, Ichigo. I can't get enough of you." He said before finally pulling out, Ichigo's arms still wrapped around his neck.

Ichigo did not answer; instead, he distracted the man with a smoldering kiss.

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A/N: at last, Ichigo's target is revealed. Please don't hate me. To ichkak, I hope Stark is hot hot hot enough for you, as he is for me. =)