Never Fade Away

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, or any of it's characters.


Warning!!! Naughtiness in public spaces! Mature audiences only!

Chapter 14

Ichigo’s first run-in with the Arrancar was scary, to say the least. They looked slightly human in appearance, but there were some decidedly non-human qualities about them. No human could be that tall and broad with what looked like part of a bone jaw on either side of its face. The other Arrancar with it called him Yami, but Ichigo was too busy trying not to die to pay attention to that. Shirosaki was fighting just as furiously beside him with a more human-sized Arrancar with bone helmet covering half of his head.

They had appeared out of no where while Ichigo and Shirosaki were out on patrol. The Yami guy seemed to be all brawn and no brains, so defeating him was becoming just a matter of swiftness. Ignoring his partner and the other Arrancar for the moment, Ichigo concentrated on fighting Yami. The large Arrancar shot a ball of spirit energy at him, which he ducked, then dashed forward and brought his sword onto Yami’s arm. Yami roared in anger and pain and brought his fist up to try and crush Ichigo, but a figure was in the way. Urahara Kisuke.

With a single slash he tore Yami in half, and then dashed at the other Arrancar. The Arrancar blasted one of those reiatsu balls at him, but it was much more powerful than Yami’s and they were forced to leap out of the way. They shielded their faces as it hit the ground in an explosion of dirt. When the dust cleared, the Arrancar was gone.

“So that is the Arrancar” Urahara said as they dusted themselves off.

“Seems so, eh partner?” Shirosaki said.

“Yeah…” He didn’t like the feeling of those Arrancar, especially the one with the half helmet. Their reiatsu just felt dirty.

Ichigo felt two arms encircle him from behind and he jumped in surprised. He relaxed as soon as the deep chuckle reached his ears. “Relax, Ichigo. You should be more aware of your surroundings.” Ichigo jammed an elbow back into Kenpachi’s gut and was rewarded with a slight grunt in response, but the arms only held on tighter.

“How cute!” Urahara said and fanned his face enthusiastically. “What and adorable couple you two make!”

“Yeah, right.” Shirosaki said sourly.

“Sounds like somebody is jeal-ous!” Urahara sing-songed.

Shirosaki snorted but didn’t disprove it. Now Ichigo was trying to struggle out of Kenpachi’s strong hold; but so far he had done nothing but make Kenpachi more amused. Yachiru joined in, thinking it was a fun game, and attached herself to one of Ichigo’s legs with a bears grip.

At that point, Urahara toddled off, saying something about having to ‘feed his kitty.’ Shirosaki scowled at the happy couple and left in a huff. Yachiru dashed after him, wanting to know if he would get her some ice cream, leaving Ichigo and Kenpachi alone.

Kenpachi and Ichigo remained wrapped together for a few moments before Kenpachi’s hands started to wander over his body- taking in all the scratches and tender parts with care.

“So you got to fight one of the Arrancars.” Kenpachi mused.

“Yeah.”

“How was it?” He asked and surprisingly (or not) Ichigo felt a well formed erection pressing against his back.

Ichigo hid a smirk and decided to see what happened when you poked an unchained beast.

“Well, at first I was surprised, but then I was…excited…I got into the fight and adrenaline pumped through my veins. I just wanted to go faster and harder.” Kenpachi tightened his hold on Ichigo to the point that Ichigo was having a hard time breathing. “It was enthralling the way his blood sprayed when I cut-

He was interrupted by Kenpachi crushing their mouths together at the awkward angle with Kenpachi behind him. Ichigo silently laughed. Well at least he knew that talking about fighting got Kenpachi turned on. Although, it was not like Ichigo needed any help in that aspect. Ichigo turned his head a little to try and ease the crick in his neck. Kenpachi pulled away from the kiss and turned Ichigo so he was facing him.

“Kenpachi, we can’t make out in the middle of a park!”

Kenpachi only grunted in response and sat on one of the benches, lifting Ichigo up and positioning him so he was straddling Kenpachi.

“It’s your own fault, and you know it.” Ichigo did know it. And so he kissed Kenpachi, satisfied with the better angle they had. Kenpachi allowed Ichigo to lead the kiss, but his hands did no such thing.

He trailed them down to Ichigo’s tight ass and squeezed both cheeks, making Ichigo moan and rub his cloth covered erection into Kenpachi’s for friction. Kenpachi undid both of their pants and their erections sprang free. Ichigo took the initiative and rocked his hips, tearing his mouth away to gasp at the pleasure. Kenpachi attached his mouth to Ichigo’s neck, biting at it, sucking at it, anything to leave marks. It was so hot, doing this where anyone could see them, even in the dark.

Kenpachi slid his hand down the back of Ichigo’s pants and gripped that ass again before slyly slipping his fingers between those tight buttocks and rubbing. Ichigo jerked and thwacked him across the head soundly. “Not dry you idiot!” Ichigo’s eyes were blazing with anger and lust, but he never stopped the rhythm with his hips. Kenpachi was so fucking turned on right now.

He pulled away his fingers and laid them instead on Ichigo’s lips. “Get them wet, then.” Ichigo glared and took them into his mouth, sucking on the tips and pushing his tongue under the nails. His rocking slowed a little as he concentrated on the task. Kenpachi wrapped his free hand around both of their erections and Ichigo groaned, taking more of those fingers inside of his mouth. Kenpachi decided that was enough and removed them. Ichigo kissed him as Kenpachi pushed the finger in.

Ichigo whined and bit Kenpachi’s lips in retribution for the pain, but soon he was thrusting back on the finger. This spurred Kenpachi to ass another causing Ichigo to gasp. He squirmed a bit, and then relaxed himself, resting his head on Kenpachi’s shoulder. Ichigo started to lift himself up and down on those fingers, fucking himself with them. Kenpachi wondered how he got so lucky to have Ichigo.

Kenpachi moved his hand faster over their reactions and slid his thumb over the slit on Ichigo’s. That was enough to set Ichigo off and he came while groaning Kenpachi’s name. Kenpachi came shortly after, the figure trembling in his arms being too much for him.

They panted together for a minute before Kenpachi slid his fingers out, making Ichigo curse. He righted their clothes and was amused to see that Ichigo was blushing.

“I can’t believe we got off in a park.” He muttered.

“It was hot. And no one saw us, anyways.”

Ichigo grumbled, but returned the kiss Kenpachi leaned down to give him. He eeped when Kenpachi grabbed his ass again.

“You got an obsession with my ass or something?” He asked suspiciously.

“Maybe. But I think it’s more likely that I have an obsession with your body in general.”

There was a slight pause before Ichigo replied. “I think I like that.”

“I know I like that.”

They smiled at each other and walked back home. Ichigo occasionally got his ass slapped by Kenpachi’s wayward hand, but a threat that Ichigo wouldn’t sleep in his bed that night stopped any more groping for a while. In the cool night’s air, they wondered if they loved each other.

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Author’s Note: Whew, I’m wearing myself out with these scenes, but you like them, right?