Dark Side of the Moon

Author Note: I am going to try and write this part in first person, something I haven’t done before.
Perverts and Ignorance: Part 2/3
I waited until Ichigo went to grab some popcorn and some beer in order to talk to Kenpachi. I didn’t really want to have to team up with Zaraki to get our orange-haired friend. But both of us are really close to Ichi, and if either of us get him, then the other one would still be a large part of Berry’s life. And besides, Ichi needs extra protection from all the perverts. Never mind that I’m a pervert. And Zaraki. That just means we’re more qualified to sense other’ perverted intentions.
“Oi, Zaraki.” Kenpachi flicked his eyes in my direction. “I was thinking…how bout we both go after our berry.”
“We are both going after Strawberry.” Kenpachi said dismissively.
“I mean at the same time.”
This peaked Kenpachi’s interest. “You mean a threesome?”
“Yeah.”
He seemed to consider the idea, but eyed me warily. “I don’t have to touch you?”
Ew, I scrunched up my nose in disgust. “Nah, like I would want to. I just think it would be hot to see Ichigo sucking you off while I’m fucking him so hard he’ll be sore for a week.”
“Why would you be the one fucking him?” He said with a scowl.
I snickered, “Well not all the time. Just fer his first time. Yur kind of big, you’d probably just hurt him even more than necessary.”
He didn’t look very convinced, but I knew he wanted to. I bet Ichigo would look so fucking sexy getting pounded into. I think I’m drooling. I apparently was because Kenpachi was smirking at me now. I wiped my mouth hastily and glanced at the door to make sure Ichi-berry wasn’t coming in.
“So is it a deal?”
Kenpachi thought about it for a few seconds before he nodded. “Yeah, we have a deal.”
“Perfect timing. Ichigo came in laden with popcorn and beer. He halted mid step when he saw the perverted smirks on our faces. But he shrugged it off and resumed his place in between us. I smirked slightly as he put the popcorn on his lap. I think I’ll be purposefully missing it a few time and ‘accidentally’ brush against his cock.

From Zaraki’s expression, I could tell he was thinking the same thing. We started the movie again and I stifled a snort. Why couldn’t Ichigo be one of those uke’s that jumped in scary movies? Kenpachi was enthralled by the movie, grinning like a psycho while the blood spurted. Ichigo rolled his eyes at this and patted his hand mockingly, sending a flare of jealousy in my gut. But I was comforted by the soft press of Ichigo’s thigh against mine.
Kenpachi casually draped his am around the back of the sofa, making me snigger slightly. Classic. Ichigo tipped his head back slightly to take a deep chug of beer. The large man took the opportunity to run his fingers gently though the silky orange hair. Ichigo sighed at the relaxing feeling and leaned into the touch. He really did look amazing like that, so cuddly and molestable.
I casually grabbed some popcorn and rubbed the fabric over Ichigo’s crotch. I could hear his breath hitch and his body freeze, before he relaxed yet again, dismissing it as an accident. I threw back the rest of my beer and set the popcorn on the floor. Ichigo didn’t even notice. I glanced at his half-shut eyes and then at the grinning Zaraki. Oh what sharp teeth you have. I bet they were great for sinking into the creamy skin of Strawberry’s throat.
I couldn’t wait any longer. While our little Ichi was distracted by Kenpachi, I move my hand back to his crotch and drew my thumb hard across it. This time Ichigo couldn’t mistake my intentions and shot straight up in his seat.
“Shi!” He yelled, face beat red.
“What’s wrong Ichi?” I leered at him.
Ichigo turned even redder and tried to shove my hand away, but I didn’t budge. Kenpachi gripped his wrists in one hand, leaving me free to undo Ichigo’s pants.
“What are you guys doing!?” Ichigo squirmed frantically underneath their touch. He looks so delectable, I couldn’t resist leaning forward and tasting those lips.
Ichigo’s POV
I could feel Kenpachi’s strong body behind me as he held my wrists. I knew what they were doing, but I was having a hard time trying to understand why they were doing it. If I’m honest, I do find them attractive, but finding them attractive and doing- whatever it was they were doing- were two very different things. Shiro’s hand rubbing against the growing bulge in my jeans didn’t help the thought process.
And now he was undoing my jeans, making me very nervous. I tried to squirm away from him, but I only succeeded in rubbing back against Ken’s hard muscles. I felt my face heat up even more when I realized there was something poking against me that could not be mistaken for anything other that his erect cock. Then Shirosaki was leaning down and our lips met. His lips were so different from what I expected. At first the kiss was just a soft brush, then my lips were
pressed against firmly and Shiro nibbled, then bit at my lips. I opened my mouth at the sharp pain and he darted his tongue in, exploring my mouth. I was tempted to bite down, but Ken slid his free hand up and gently gripped my chin, forcing me to keep my mouth open. I tried to jerk my chin out of his grasp, but only half-heartedly. Even if Shiro wasn’t a girl, he was a great kisser.
It made me feel slightly betrayed that they were doing this. I did like them. Romantically. But I abstained from acting on my feelings because good friends are hard to come by. But apparently they felt the same way. But shared feelings don’t make a relationship. And I was worried that they were ruining our friendship, especially if it didn’t work out.
Shirosaki broke off the kiss slowly, a strand of saliva connected between them. Shiro smirked at my dazed expression, making me glare at him. Smug bastard knows what he is doing to me. Before I could retort, Kenpachi tilted my head up and captured my lips. He kissed differently than the pale man, much more forcefully; using his teeth and tongue to their full extent. I think I taste blood. Then I felt Shiro pull down my boxers and grab my half-formed erection. This was moving way too fast. I bit down on Kenpachi’s tongue at the sudden sensation and bucked my hips.
Kenpachi jerked away and wiped his hand over his mouth, coming away with blood. I vaguely noticed this, too caught up in Shi working my hard on with one of his shit-eating grin.
“Stop…” I mumbled out, but I couldn’t even convince myself that I didn’t want it. My mind was on ‘no’ but my body said ‘go.’
“Do you really want me to stop Ichi?”
I gasped as Ken found my neck and nibbled on it slightly on it slightly while Shi licked the blood off my lips. My mind felt like it was in a pleasure induced haze, the beer I had probably didn’t help with that. I threw my head back against Ken’s shoulder and twisted my hands in his grip.
“You look so hot like that Ichi.” The albino drawled.
Oh fuck…I gasped as Shiro rubbed his thumb across the head of my cock while Ken pushed my shit up and stroked my stomach.
“Shiro…Pachi…” I mumbled out, “Please…”
“Please what?” Kenpachi whispered huskily into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.
“It feels good…” I breathed out and turned my head to nuzzle Kenpachi’s neck. They both paused their ministrations at my works, making me groan in disappointment. Why were they stopping?

“Yur so cute Ichi.” Shiro cooed as Kenpachi snickered and relaxed his grip on my wrists. Shi leaned forward and kissed me again, except this time I returned this kiss eagerly. Ken let go of my hands, leaving me free to reach up and run my fingers through Shiro’s beautiful white hair. With the other hand I reach behind me and hooked Pachi’s neck, pulling him back down to my neck.
LINE
I hate to end it there, but I had to end it sometime. So what do you think about the change to first person point of view?