Dark Side of the Moon
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
12,903
Reviews:
56
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Alive Again: Part 2/3
Alive Again: Part 2/3
“Who's your friend, Ichigo!” Isshin yelled from the floor where Ichigo had kicked him.
“This is Shiro. Do you mind if he stays here for awhile?”
“Nice ta meet ya Dr. Kurosaki.” Shirosaki said amiably and grinned at Isshin. “I'm really sorry about that inconvenience, but I really don't have anywhere else ta go.” He dropped his smile slightly and hung his head, looking very much like a wounded puppy.
“Of course me son!” He went to envelope the pale teen into a hug but Shirosaki brought his foot up, and caught Isshin in his chin. “So worthy!” Isshin whimpered, clutching his chin and rolling on the ground.
“I'll just stay in Ichi's room.” Shiro drawled and nudged the smirking Ichigo in the shoulder. Ichigo gave Isshin one last thump on the head and then headed up the stairs, Shiro right behind him. He smiled to himself as he got a nice look at Ichigo's ass, making Isshin sob happily about Ichigo's budding relationship. Ichigo ignored him but Shirosaki smirked knowingly.
Ichigo's POV
I flopped onto the bed, propping me hand behind my head. “Where am I gonna sleep?” Shirosaki asked with a leer.
“The closet.”
“I don't think so.” Shirosaki sat on the bed and shoved me over, I grumbled a little bit but shifted to make room. He pulled me against him, spooning me from behind and wrapping an arm around my waist. “There's enough room on here fur the both of us.”
“Shiro!” I whined, squirming in his embrace. “What will my sisters think if they walk in on us like this?”
“Their room is across the house, so is yur dad's. Stop being a baby.”
“They can still walk in.”
“So lock the door.”
“You're closer to the door.”
Shiro growled at me and stood up, locking the door and snuggling back into the warm bed. Shifting, I rested me head in the nook of Shiro's neck. “Yur so cuddly Ichigo.”
“Shut up.” I slugged Shirosaki in the arm in irritation. Shiro growled and rolled his body over onto me in retaliation.
“So ya think ya can hit me?” It quickly turned into a wrestling match, Shirosaki flipping me onto my back and pinning my hands on either side of my head.
I squirmed to try and get him to get off but he only held on tighter and smirked. Glaring at him, I bucked my hips to try and get him off. “Nuh-uh, Ichi.” He shoved a knee in between my legs and spread them apart. I tried to snap them shut, but Shiro rocked his hip forward unexpectedly and we both froze. Oh shit, a spark shot up through my body as our groins came into contact.
“Shi...” I hissed and arched my back.
“Fuck, Ichigo...” Shiro ground against me and I felt my penis harden in response.
“We...we shouldn't...” I tried to get out, but didn't stop the buck of my hips.
“Course we should.” Shiro muttered and pressed a wet kiss to my neck, then on my cheek, and then my lips. Oh, it felt so //good//.
I bit my lip against a moan as I remembered my family, who was still inside the house. “Shiro...you have to stop.”
“Why?” Shiro grunted and wormed a hand in between our bodies to palm my erection roughly.
“Family...in...house!” I gasped out.
“Fuck...” Shi hissed in disappointment and stopped his movement, leaning on me heavily as we both panted. “We gotta find someplace ta do this...” He murmured, gently rubbing my sides. “Or ya have ta be extra quiet.”
Coming down from my euphoria, I couldn't help but frown at our situation. I mean, this was my hollow for fuck's sake! I trusted him and all, but it was a bit weird.
“Stop thinking!” Shiro sank his teeth into my neck in retribution, forcing me to raise a hand to muffle my pained cry. “Thinking never does ya any good, ya have me fur that.”
That made me scowl and try to shove him off. “What's that suppose to mean?”
“That I'm gonna take care of ya.” Shiro pulled me back down and held me against him so I was cuddled into the crook of his neck. “Ya should relax more, partner.” He nuzzled my hair and I allowed my self to fiddle with his shirt and he stroked the back of my head.
“I'm still hard.” I said grumpily, tensing as his laughter echoed in the room.
“So am I. Enough ta pound nails.” He grabbed my hand and dragged it down so it was pressed against his clothed crotch. “This is what ya do ta me.”
“So I see...or rather, I feel.” I rubbed my thumb over it lazily, simply enjoying the slow exploration of his body. I could feel a responding wetness in my pants that made me squirm, trying to find some relief. Shirosaki moved his hand from the position on my back and slipped it down the back of my pants. My breath hitched and I bit my lip to stop the noise. I fumbled for his button and undid it, unzipping his pants and sliding it underneath his boxers. I paused for a second as I felt the blunt head of an erection not my own, steeling my nerves as I grabbed him. His nails dug into the skin of my back and his inhaled sharply as I began to slowly pump him.
“Don't start something you can't finish.” He said through gritted teeth.
“I will.” I shoved his pants down a little and resumed my comfortable position with my head rested on his shoulder, moving my hand up and down. My pace faltered slightly, however, when his fingers dipped underneath my waistband and nudged between my crack. He just stroked lightly, however, squirming to undo my pants as well to give himself more room to work. He tugged my pants down, making me feel a little exposed with my groin and ass bare and the rest of my clothes still on, but his lips silenced any protests.
Shi pulled my hand away from his penis and lifted me up, scooting me onto my back once again and pulling my pants off the rest of the way. His mouth met with mine and he he spread my trembling thighs, smirking at the soft noises I made. “There's no stopping now.” He licked his fingers to get them wet. “You can't go back.”
“I know.”
LINE
Awful of me, I know. But the next part will be out soon, I promise!
“Who's your friend, Ichigo!” Isshin yelled from the floor where Ichigo had kicked him.
“This is Shiro. Do you mind if he stays here for awhile?”
“Nice ta meet ya Dr. Kurosaki.” Shirosaki said amiably and grinned at Isshin. “I'm really sorry about that inconvenience, but I really don't have anywhere else ta go.” He dropped his smile slightly and hung his head, looking very much like a wounded puppy.
“Of course me son!” He went to envelope the pale teen into a hug but Shirosaki brought his foot up, and caught Isshin in his chin. “So worthy!” Isshin whimpered, clutching his chin and rolling on the ground.
“I'll just stay in Ichi's room.” Shiro drawled and nudged the smirking Ichigo in the shoulder. Ichigo gave Isshin one last thump on the head and then headed up the stairs, Shiro right behind him. He smiled to himself as he got a nice look at Ichigo's ass, making Isshin sob happily about Ichigo's budding relationship. Ichigo ignored him but Shirosaki smirked knowingly.
Ichigo's POV
I flopped onto the bed, propping me hand behind my head. “Where am I gonna sleep?” Shirosaki asked with a leer.
“The closet.”
“I don't think so.” Shirosaki sat on the bed and shoved me over, I grumbled a little bit but shifted to make room. He pulled me against him, spooning me from behind and wrapping an arm around my waist. “There's enough room on here fur the both of us.”
“Shiro!” I whined, squirming in his embrace. “What will my sisters think if they walk in on us like this?”
“Their room is across the house, so is yur dad's. Stop being a baby.”
“They can still walk in.”
“So lock the door.”
“You're closer to the door.”
Shiro growled at me and stood up, locking the door and snuggling back into the warm bed. Shifting, I rested me head in the nook of Shiro's neck. “Yur so cuddly Ichigo.”
“Shut up.” I slugged Shirosaki in the arm in irritation. Shiro growled and rolled his body over onto me in retaliation.
“So ya think ya can hit me?” It quickly turned into a wrestling match, Shirosaki flipping me onto my back and pinning my hands on either side of my head.
I squirmed to try and get him to get off but he only held on tighter and smirked. Glaring at him, I bucked my hips to try and get him off. “Nuh-uh, Ichi.” He shoved a knee in between my legs and spread them apart. I tried to snap them shut, but Shiro rocked his hip forward unexpectedly and we both froze. Oh shit, a spark shot up through my body as our groins came into contact.
“Shi...” I hissed and arched my back.
“Fuck, Ichigo...” Shiro ground against me and I felt my penis harden in response.
“We...we shouldn't...” I tried to get out, but didn't stop the buck of my hips.
“Course we should.” Shiro muttered and pressed a wet kiss to my neck, then on my cheek, and then my lips. Oh, it felt so //good//.
I bit my lip against a moan as I remembered my family, who was still inside the house. “Shiro...you have to stop.”
“Why?” Shiro grunted and wormed a hand in between our bodies to palm my erection roughly.
“Family...in...house!” I gasped out.
“Fuck...” Shi hissed in disappointment and stopped his movement, leaning on me heavily as we both panted. “We gotta find someplace ta do this...” He murmured, gently rubbing my sides. “Or ya have ta be extra quiet.”
Coming down from my euphoria, I couldn't help but frown at our situation. I mean, this was my hollow for fuck's sake! I trusted him and all, but it was a bit weird.
“Stop thinking!” Shiro sank his teeth into my neck in retribution, forcing me to raise a hand to muffle my pained cry. “Thinking never does ya any good, ya have me fur that.”
That made me scowl and try to shove him off. “What's that suppose to mean?”
“That I'm gonna take care of ya.” Shiro pulled me back down and held me against him so I was cuddled into the crook of his neck. “Ya should relax more, partner.” He nuzzled my hair and I allowed my self to fiddle with his shirt and he stroked the back of my head.
“I'm still hard.” I said grumpily, tensing as his laughter echoed in the room.
“So am I. Enough ta pound nails.” He grabbed my hand and dragged it down so it was pressed against his clothed crotch. “This is what ya do ta me.”
“So I see...or rather, I feel.” I rubbed my thumb over it lazily, simply enjoying the slow exploration of his body. I could feel a responding wetness in my pants that made me squirm, trying to find some relief. Shirosaki moved his hand from the position on my back and slipped it down the back of my pants. My breath hitched and I bit my lip to stop the noise. I fumbled for his button and undid it, unzipping his pants and sliding it underneath his boxers. I paused for a second as I felt the blunt head of an erection not my own, steeling my nerves as I grabbed him. His nails dug into the skin of my back and his inhaled sharply as I began to slowly pump him.
“Don't start something you can't finish.” He said through gritted teeth.
“I will.” I shoved his pants down a little and resumed my comfortable position with my head rested on his shoulder, moving my hand up and down. My pace faltered slightly, however, when his fingers dipped underneath my waistband and nudged between my crack. He just stroked lightly, however, squirming to undo my pants as well to give himself more room to work. He tugged my pants down, making me feel a little exposed with my groin and ass bare and the rest of my clothes still on, but his lips silenced any protests.
Shi pulled my hand away from his penis and lifted me up, scooting me onto my back once again and pulling my pants off the rest of the way. His mouth met with mine and he he spread my trembling thighs, smirking at the soft noises I made. “There's no stopping now.” He licked his fingers to get them wet. “You can't go back.”
“I know.”
LINE
Awful of me, I know. But the next part will be out soon, I promise!