Requester: SweetPurebloodAngel

One Drink Too Many

The noise of a can could be heard screeching but lost due to the booming sound of stereo with loud, screaming music. The can was dropped carelessly to the floor, smashed and left wide open for anyone to see the containments. One could easily tell that a certain redhead was beyond pissed. More likely, he was outright raged. The once bored and calmed eyes were now filled with sheer coldness and a hint of intoxication due to the many drinks he had had due to the circumstances standing not more than ten feet away from him. The anger was just waiting to be released on the person who was causing this, and he really didn't care if he was going to have to beat the hell out of his so called "friend" who was causing this emotion to just come out.

Inside his mouth, Ichigo was gritting his teeth and he wanted to snort at everything the dumb redheaded pineapple was doing. There was no doubt in his mind what the idiot was trying to accomplish but he won't have it, he would make sure that he didn't have it. Everything that was the raven-haired young man belonged only to him, even if he didn't know that just yet. He will have to teach him to make him understand that he solely belonged to him, Kurosaki Ichigo! Not the redhead pineapple Abarai Renji!

Damn bastard! Just coming here to "handle" things my ass! Ichigo didn't think much of Renji coming back to the Material World since he said that "I'm just here to handle any Hollows" more like he wants to handle his damn libido! But Ichigo will not have that, he won't! Even if he has to yank the damn freak from his pale Quincy, he will do it. Ichigo will send Renji back to Soul Society faster than he can say "Howl, Zabimaru."

Grabbing another beer can from a table and snapping the lid open; Ichigo takes a quick sip and lets the bitter taste go down his throat as his Adam's apple bobs up and down. Squishing that can with his bare fist as well, the redhead Shinigami begins to make his way through a crowd of pathetical wasted college students. When some of them get in his way, he merely pushes them away, not like they can feel it, they're wasted. Damn you! Keep your damn hands from his perfectly molded hips!

Out of nowhere, the Shinigami stops mid-step at what he just thought. Wait, why am I so angry? Ishida can take care of himself, but how can he just stand there and take that! Ichigo narrows his eyes and sees Renji passing the halfway wasted Quincy another beer. That asshole! Is he trying to get him drunk! Not if I have something to say about it!

Walking the last few steps until he's about two feet from his desired urge, Ichigo reaches out to grab the slim, pale wrist of Uryū, and begins dragging him away, only for a pineapple to begin complaining.

"Yo! Ichigo, where are you taking 'em!"

Ichigo stops to glare at the redhead who is slurring his speech like the damn drunk he is. "I'm just taking Ishida for some fresh air, I'll be back." Like in never. It had taken all his will power for him not to scream and punch the other man, but he didn't want to cause a scene. He had what he wanted and he will not let it go that easily, Ichigo had big plans for the Quincy who seemed to be confused at the moment. Pulling Uryū out of the room, Ichigo leads him back to his dorm room and pushes the door open; he then slams it shut and pushes Uryū to the vacant bed.

Uryū is completely out of it. He is panting and writhing on the bed as he tries to crawl to the middle. Ichigo sneers at the sight before him and feels a bit of disappointment on the Quincy. They had both agreed to not drink more than what they were used to but somehow Uryū pushed through his limits which led Ichigo to go over his own limits as well. Of course, Ichigo could hold his alcohol better than Uryū seeing as he was still new to it, but that didn't excuse him for letting Renji trying to grope him whenever he saw fit.

Walking over to a water bottle on his nightstand, Ichigo uncapped it and poured it over Uryū as if trying to get him to regain his usual haughty self. It didn't completely work since all that did was make Uryū gasp and start pulling at his white zippered shirt. Giving him a distasteful look, the redhead grabs a chair and places it on the doorknob, making sure to lock it. Now no one could come in, or go out, simple as that.

Looking behind him, he sees Uryū unzipping his shirt but gets stuck when he is quickly trying to pull it. Ichigo goes over to him and zips up his shirt, he doesn't want to see the Quincy in this state, all he wants is to scream and pummel him for letting Renji touch him like he did. He needs to learn that everything in life isn't just all fun and games, and he's going to be his new sensei before he knows it. Ichigo looks through his closet and finds some ties that his sisters had bought for him but he hardly ever uses, he then grabs four of them and returns back to the panting Quincy.

"Uhh… hot… so… hot…"

Shaking his head, Ichigo grabs Uryū's wrist and one by one, he ties them to the bedpost. Ichigo then walks over to the front of the bed and grabs his legs, he then ties them both up as well and makes sure to tie the knot very tight, what use would they be if Uryū could easily escape from them? Once he is done, Uryū seemed to have fallen asleep. Ichigo keeps his glare on the sleeping form of the Quincy but knew he will not be sleeping with a clear conscious when he wakes up the next morning. No, he'll make sure that the Quincy regrets ever drinking over his limits, and then he will slowly begin to teach him who he really belongs to.

Ichigo reaches for the hem of his shirt and pulls it over his head, carelessly tossing it to the floor. Then he grabs at the buckle of his belt and pulls it free, unzipping his pants and letting them drop to the floor. He pulls his ankles free and kicks it off to the side, all the while, not once removing his gaze from the Quincy. Ichigo now stands with only his boxers as he walks over to Uryū and begins to pull the zipper from his shirt down, exposing that milky, taut chest. Running a hand over it for just a second, over his pectorals down to his abs, he lets his gaze linger there for a moment until he moves to the next part of his body. Looking at his pants, he pulls the belt loose and unzips his fly, pulling his pants down to his thighs. Ichigo looks him over and decides to pull his pants lower until they reach below his knees, pilling up there. He's tempted to also pulls his boxers down, but decides against it since he doesn't want to take something like that by mere force, no, he wants Uryū to give it to him. He only grabs the button on the boxer and plucks it open.

Pulling away to see the messed up Quincy, Ichigo subconsciously licks his lips and gets on the bed with Uryū. Seeing as Uryū is bound by his arms and legs, Ichigo settles his body on top of him, resting his head on his chest while the rest of his body is wrapped around him. He then begins to drift off to the wonderer's world of dreams. Ishida, I'm going to make sure you listen to me from now on, no matter if it destroys us.

The first thing Uryū feels when he wakes up is a pounding headache. It was like someone was pounding weights into his head and ringing alarm clocks at the same time. When he tries to reach for it with his hand, he notices that he can't move his arms. Opening his eyes, he sees that he is not in his room. Then, when he looks up to see his hands, Uryū sees them bound to the bedpost. He begins to panic until he hears a groan coming from his lower body. Almost terrified to look down, just the mere peek of spiky hair resting on his chest is enough for him to know who is lying on him, sleeping away peacefully.

Uryū begins to grow more panic when he looks to the side and sees clothes on the floor. He then looks down and sees everything! He is bond to the bed of Kurosaki Ichigo who is not only half naked on him, but also sleeping on him like they were lovers! Uryū begins to try to push Ichigo's body away from him, but when he succeeds, he wasn't expecting what he saw.

The Quincy was completely nude! The only thing on him was his blue boxers, and even then they were still open since they were unbuttoned. He felt a sudden coldness come over him and saw that his shirt was unzipped for anyone to see his body. There were many thoughts running through his mind but there was mainly one that stood out of them all. I had sex with, Kurosaki.

He sounded defeated and confused, as all the thinking was only bringing him a huge headache. Uryū closed his eyes and tried to remember what transpired the other night. I had a couple of drinks thanks to Abarai, but after the fifth one I have no recognition after that. I think Abarai was… groping my ass and saying disgusting things about what he wanted to do with me. I tried to push him off but all he did was keep telling me to drink. But Kurosaki was nowhere to be found, he left me with a drunken Abarai as I tried to push him away as gentle as possible. But then… how did we end up in here?

"Nice night, huh, Ishida?"

The voice of Ichigo pulled him out of his thoughts as he looked over to see that Ichigo was nuzzling at his neck. He then began to nip at the flesh which in turn made him let out a soft moan. "Ahh, K-Kurosaki, what happened?" his voice strained due to the kisses the redhead was leaving.

"Hm? Isn't is obvious? We had sex." Ichigo's words were mumbled as he continued to trail his kisses down his body until he reached a nipple and licked at it. "Actually, you were the one that sought me out and started to pull me away from the party; you quickly pushed me into my room and began to take control. But when you saw some ties I had out on the desk you told me to tie you up. I dint' know you were so kinky, Ishida." He rolled the deprived nipple with his fingers which in turn caused Uryū to buck up to him.

"N-no, you… that's not possible!" Uryū didn't want to believe that he initiated anything, let alone told Ichigo to tie him up! It was all unbelievable! He didn't want his first time due to a drunken experience; he wanted to have memory of the moment as he had sex with his companion, but not like this! Especially with Ichigo, the one person he actually thought of having sex with since he and him started to work on their relationship. Uryū had hoped to gain Ichigo's trust and then take a leap of faith in asking him to go out with him, but it was all worth nothing now. All those plans he had have went down the drain the moment he woke up with the half naked redhead.

Ichigo stopped his ministrations and laid his head on the Quincy's chest, breathing in his musky scent of alcohol and pure Quincy. "Ishida?" he said after a moment of silence between the two.

Uryū had long since closed his eyes and merely said in a defeated voice, "What?" no emotion behind it what so ever.

This caused Ichigo to caress his face with his index finger, all the while not moving his head from his chest. "You were very bad last night. You promised to not drink over your limit but yet you kept going as Renji… touched you the damn whole night." There was malice when he said Renji and Uryū quickly picked up on this.

"Abarai? It's not my fault he wouldn't take no for an answer! He kept pushing drink after drink to me, what was I supposed to do?"

"You could have punched him!" growled Ichigo as he pulled away from Uryū's chest, sitting up as he looked down at him, the look was pure anger in his eyes. Ichigo was going to make him understand that he needed to learn not to let anyone try to take him away from him. And it started now.

"Ishida, I want you to understand that last night you were a bad boy, and you need to learn that bad boys get bad treatment. And when I'm done, you're going to be my boyfriend whether you like it or not!" as Uryū was about to retort a reply, Ichigo didn't want to hear anything from him but moans. He leaned down and took those lips into his mouth as he sucked on them, pulling them with his teeth and then nipping his bottom lip so that he could gain entrance into his luscious lips where his tongue resided in.

Surprisingly enough, Uryū didn't put up much of a fight as he complied and let his tongue come out to play with his. Both appendages rubbed up against each other and both men moaned out their pleasure. Uryū never knew that Ichigo could be as aggressive with his mouth as he was with his sword, but he had no complains. He loved this side of Ichigo and it made it all the more special because he's never going to show it with anyone else, only him.

Ichigo pulled away and trailed his kisses to his chest, rubbing his nipple and then pulling at it, causing the Quincy to moan from the treatment. He liked how he was able to make Uryū moan at any touch he pressed on him. Ichigo then rubbed the little nub and watched Uryū arch his back from the bed, it was quite a display. Uryū practically lifted his entire body from the soft sheets which impressed Ichigo. The Quincy wanted oh so badly to wrap his legs around Ichigo's waist but growled when he realized that his legs were still bound. This caused Ichigo to chuckle but leaned in to give him a passionate kiss that didn't leave any passion wholeheartedly desired.

"Ishida, are you ready to begin your lesson?"

Uryū looked at him confused which caused Ichigo to cup his face and gently caress it with his thumb. "Before this day ends, I'll have you calling me sensei, Ishida." And just like that, he pulled away from him and sat on his knees, looking down at the body of the tied Quincy. "Well, first things first, I need to figure out a way to remove your pants without setting you free." Ichigo looked over his shoulder to the Quincy's legs and then came up with an idea. Standing up from the bed, he opened a drawer at his desk and took out some scissors. Walking back to the bed, Ichigo began to cut the pants which caused Uryū to begin to scold him for doing so.

"What the hell are you doing? Now how the hell am I supposed to walk out of here without pants?"

"Who says you're walking out?" retorted Ichigo as he pulled the ripped pants away from his legs, tossing the remains onto the floor. "I told you you're here to learn, now shut up and pay attention." Ichigo crawled up to Uryū and looked down at him when he was eye level with him. "Now, I want you to repeat everything I say, if you do I'll give you a reward."

The Quincy became curios as to what kind of reward the redhead could give him for doing as he asked. "What kind of reward?"

He breathed out and locked eyes with Uryū. "The best kind." Ichigo leaned down and before he could take those pale lips, he stuck his tongue out and waited for Uryū to do the same. Once Uryū parted his lips, Ichigo dived down and began to wrestle with the Quincy's tongue. The wet appendages swept from side to side and up to the roof of each other's mouth. Ichigo broke the kiss and a string of saliva connected their lips as he did so. "Like I said, repeat what I say, starting now. 'I will never break a promise to Ichigo'."

"I will never break a promise to Ichigo." When he finished reciting that, Ichigo went to his neck and began trailing kisses until he reached his collarbone. Nipping and sucking at pale skin to make it all the more rewarding.

"Now say, 'I will never try to flirt with anyone else that isn't Ichigo'."

"I will never try to flirt with anyone else that isn't Ichigo."

Ichigo rubbed a hand down his chest which caused Uryū to arch his body to the touch. "Good, there still might be hope for you yet." He began to lick a wet trail down his abdomen and flicked his tongue at his naval. Ichigo really did enjoy a moaning Uryū instead of a bitching one. "Say, 'If someone tries to flirt with me, I will put them in their place'."

"Uh, if someone tries to flirt with me, I will put them in their place."

A tongue licked up from the side of his hip all the way to the hard little nub on his chest. "Uhhh, Ichigo…" the Quincy could hardly contain his thrashing body let alone stop his moaning. The pleasure was too much to handle and being under Ichigo's control made all the more worse. The man of his wet dreams was practically showing him that he belonged to him and no one else could have him. Uryū wasn't all the ecstatic about being tied up and being on the bottom but damn! Ichigo could really use that tongue like an expert. "More!"

Ishida is being so compliant, I really like this side of him. "All right, but after you say this I'm going to fuck you nice and slow." Uryū grunted and bucked his hips off the bed, trying to make contact with Ichigo's body. "Heh, so eager, now say, 'My body and all my attention solely belongs to Ichigo-sensei'."

Uryū grunted, like he didn't want to lower himself and call Ichigo that word. The Shinigami saw Uryū hesitating and it really was pissing him off. He quickly began to move his hand into action as he reached down and began to slip his hand down the waistband of Uryū's boxers, palming his hard prick. "Ahhh! Ichigo! Ple-ahh!"

"Say it!" growled out Ichigo, as he torturously palmed his hand slowly down the shaft. "Or I'll stop."

"No! Don't!" Uryū could see stars in his eyes and didn't want to lose that wondrous hand on his cock. He decided to do as Ichigo said but with some difficulty as he stuttered over his words. "M-my b-body and a-ahh-all m-my at-atten-tion solely b-belongs to I-Ichi-go-s-sensei!" he released a moan as he came and all his precome came out and covered Ichigo's hand.

"Good, now the real fun begins." Ichigo pulls off his boxers and tosses them somewhere on the bed and grabs at Uryū's boxers and completely pushes them down his creamy legs until they reach his ankles and pile up there. The Shinigami pulls back to see the Quincy, and he loves every single detail of his Quincy. Uryū's face is practically flushed red from his ejaculation and he's straining to break free from the ties at his hand to move more freely. Ichigo loves this, and now he was going to reward him for being such a great student. Reaching a hand out to his cock that is still covered in his precome, Ichigo rubs it all around his entrance. He then moves a finger closer to his entrance and teases it as he doesn't slide it in but merely lets it get the feel of his moist walls.

"Ahh! St-stop teasing!" Uryū is close to losing all sense if he doesn't have Ichigo insert himself inside him. "Just fuck me!"

Ichigo chuckled. "Patience, Ishida." He then slowly begins to insert his digit into those tight walls of the Quincy and feels them tighten instantly. "Damn, relax." Once Ichigo begins to thrust his finger into Uryū, he begins to add another and then begins to scissor them. Stretching Uryū out until he feels he's ready, Ichigo inserts one more finger and begins to pump them in and out. Uryū moaned and could hardly keep himself from thrusting his hips up to the motion, not too long, he begins to fuck himself on the fingers with each buck of his hips, rolling them. "So, hot!"

When Ichigo pulls his fingers away, Uryū whimpers at the loss of the sweet pleasure but that soon becomes an afterthought as Ichigo lines up his cock onto his stretched, and prepared entrance that is practically begging to have his cock invade it. "I-Ichigo, it's not going to fit." The size of Ichigo's arousal really is quite intimidating but seeing Ichigo give him a warm smile makes him lose all thoughts of not wanting it inside him.

Reaching a hand out to cup Uryū's face, Ichigo leans down and gives him a passionate kiss, and all the while, he pushes his cock inside of Uryū. The Quincy arches off the bed in pain but is distracted when Ichigo doesn't let go of his lips in an attempt to keep his mind concentrated on that. The redhead stays still and waits until Uryū gives him the signal so that he could begin moving. After waiting a couple of moments, Uryū bucks his hips up conveying one and one thing only.

Fuck me.

That was all Ichigo needed for him to completely pull out and thrust back in. Soon, he had the perfect rhythm and pace as he pumped himself in and out of the milky body that belonged to Ishida Uryū. Uryū kept moaning those "uh, uh, uh" which was music to Ichigo in the silence of his room. He then reached his hand out to grasp his member and began stroking it with their rhythm. Uryū completely lost it as he closed his eyes and arched his back.

"I-Ichigo! Y-yes! S-so good!" Uryū came once again and felt himself go limp, Ichigo had stopped to feel the powerful orgasm and to let Uryū concentrate on that. But when Uryū laid a panting mess of pure glistening sweat, Ichigo began thrusting once again, this time making sure that he came. Uryū felt Ichigo continue to thrust and he couldn't do anything but let it happen. "Yes! I-I love you!"

And that was all that needed to be said before Uryū's walls milked Ichigo for all he was worth and spilled his seed inside the Quincy. Ichigo fell on top of the panting Quincy and pulled his cock from the slick entrance that brought him to Heaven and back. He looked at Uryū and then gave him a chaste kiss on his forehead. "I love you, too." Getting on his knees, Ichigo pulled the ties free from his arms so that Uryū could retain movement on them once again. When he finished this, Uryū brought Ichigo down to his chest and closed his eyes.

"Satisfied?"

Ichigo thought about this for a moment. "You learned your lesson, so yeah."

Uryū closed his eyes and asked, "Did we really have sex last night?"

Letting out a sigh, Ichigo said, "No." He then settled himself on the Quincy and felt him slightly slap him on his back. Ichigo chuckled and closed his eyes so that when he wakes up, he will teach Uryū another lesson of no smacking on the bed. He was his sensei.

Renji woke up to a hardcore headache, though he was used to them, they hurt like bitch inside a gigai. "Damn, where am I?" he opened his eyes after he sat up and realized that he was in a room where a lot of kids were unconscious and in improper positions. Renji stood up with some difficulty and exited the room only for a kick to make contact with his stomach.

"Idiot! Where the hell were you?" exclaimed a familiar raven-haired Shinigami.

"Uh, Rukia?" Renji was hunched over as he cradled his abused stomach. "What the hell was that for!"

Rukia crossed her arms over her chest and wrinkled her nose at the smell of alcohol. "That's for being an idiot and having me looking all over the place for you. If Ichigo didn't call me I wouldn't have found you in time to return to Soul Society."

"Oh, I was just having some fun." He said as he scratched the back of his head.

Shaking her head, Rukia began walking down the hallway, Renji right behind her. "A bit too much fun from the looks of it," she then came to a halt. "Oh, I almost forgot." Rukia turned around and smacked Renji across the face.

The redhead grabbed at his face as he scowled at Rukia, confused. "Ow! The hell was that for!"

Shrugging, she kept walking again. "Ichigo said that you deserved it for being a bad boy, whatever that means."

A/N: This was a request made by a generous person and when I had the time I got working on it. Hope you enjoy it!