Ichigo was all over him. His hands were everywhere at once, his mouth hot. Toushiro gasped and squirmed as Ichigo leaned over him, pressing his mouth to his neck and beginning to suck and bite. His twisted his fingers in Ichigo hair, throwing back his head and moaning. Then Ichigo's hands began to lead blazing trails lower and lower and –
Toushiro woke with a jerk, his legs flying and remnants of heat in his groin. His mouth was dry and he slowly sat up blinking away the last bits of the dream. His cheeks heated to 1000 degrees and he glanced over to his very much awake boyfriend. He'd kicked him. Perfect.
"Bad dream?" Ichigo asked dragging a hand down his face and propping himself up on an elbow.
Toushiro looked away. What could have possibly brought on a dream like that? He covered his face with his hands. There was no way that he would be able to look at Ichigo ever again. It wasn't as if Ichigo had been denying him of anything; they had a very healthy relationship. He had no reason to have that kind of dream.
"Hey, babe," Ichigo said, rolling over to Toushiro's side of the bed, "Whatever it was, it was just a dream."
"I know," Toushiro groaned not daring to move his hands just yet. Ichigo hooked an arm around his waist in an attempt to soothe him. Hi ears had never felt that hot. And they grew hotter as Ichigo drew closer.
"Calm down, then?"
He couldn't. Not after that dream had come out of nowhere and all he could think about was Ichigo's mouth on his-
Ichigo nuzzled into his side, his face dangerously close to his lower abdomen. Toushiro squeaked and bolted from the bed. Ichigo flopped to the mattress and stared at him in confusion.
"Babe?"
Toushiro was bracing himself with his forearms to the wall and his head resting against them. He couldn't look at Ichigo right now. Not without thinking about his dream. Not without feeling his hands on his body and thinking about the way – no. He shook his head, trying to push the dream to the back of his mind.
"The hell kind of dream did you have?"
Toushiro swallowed thickly. "I..."
The sheets rustled as Ichigo slid off the bed. Toushiro tensed, every muscle in his body on the verge of cramping, as Ichigo wrapped his arms around his waist and set his chin against his shoulder.
"Was it a naughty dream?"
He could hear the smile in Ichigo's voice and bit his bottom lip. It made no sense denying it at this point, but hell was he going to admit it.
Ichigo scoffed, pressing his palms flat against Toushiro's stomach and nuzzling into the side of his neck. Toushiro chocked out a gasp. "It was, wasn't it?"
"It's not funny, Kurosaki."
Ichigo pecked his cheek, before grabbing one of his hands and pulling him back to bed. "It is, kinda. You're always so uptight about that kind of stuff."
Toushiro's cheeks were still on fire as he sat down on the bed. "Well, it's not... it's not polite conversation."
Ichigo shrugged. "You're still a person. It's expected, though. Everyone has them."
Toushiro grumbled, hanging his head.
"Unless you're asexual. And I know for a fact that you aren't."
Toushiro flopped face-first onto his pillow. Ichigo chuckled as he gently rubbed his back. "So what was it about?"
Nope. He was not, in a million years ever going to answer that question.
The rubbing turned into poking. "Shirooo, tell me."
This wasn't the first time he had wondered why he was dating this idiot.
"Shiro, come on! Tell me."
He growled. "You." His voice was muffled by the pillow, but Ichigo had superhuman hearing when he wanted to.
Ichigo cackled in success. "You had a naughty dream about me?"
"Shut up."
"I'm flattered, babe."
"Shut up."
"It's nothing to be ashamed about. I've dreamt about you before."
"Ichigo," he groaned at Ichigo's unabashed tone. There were some things that he shouldn't talk about so freely. But... his curiosity was piqued. He sat up, bringing the pillow to his lap. "You have?"
Thanks to Boys-Love-Yaoi for this prompt. sorry for the ridiculous wait.
Like I said in the last chapter, this is going to be it for a while. Thanks to everyone who donated prompts.
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-Mymomomo