Death and the Strawberry

Unfortunately I was unable to get a hold of my beta, so this chapter is un-beta’d. I tried to catch as many mistakes as I could but I’m sure there is some that I couldn’t. Which of course just makes me appreciate my wonderful betas even more =D When she gets back to me, I’ll post the beta’d version.

Review Replies- XoXgaaraXoX: Ichigo is too cute!!! *gets stabbed by Stark*
AnimeAngelSister: Ah, thank you for the correction! I will remember that.
Kera-Izaki: Ugh *is dead* I know what you mean…I wondered about that too when writing this story, but the way it was going all I could think about is putting an emphasis on non-stereotypical ‘good’ and ‘evil’. The issue with Aizen is the most prevalent because while he is portrayed as a bad guy who does bad things, that doesn’t necessarily make him evil. Likewise with Soul Society. I was trying to find a way to have readers both sympathize with Aizen, but still side with Ichi. But there will be more on that in the last chapters. I hope this answers some questions and hopefully I will find a way to give it more substance!
Yakumo: ha ha, thanks! That’s what I get for hanging around guys all day at work *chokes on the testosterone* cough cough, thanks!
Lynzee: I hope that the lemon is adequate =D
MasterAkira: If Stark was Ichigo’s Fraccion, he would just find ways around it to make every order sexual, or just sleep.
HikariAi: I really enjoy writing Stark and Ichigo together, because they haven’t really interacted in the anime or manga other than very briefly it gives me a lot of range for creativity.
Nusku: I don’t feel bad for Ichigo in the slightest =D Warnings for potential nose bleeds in this chapter.

For those who do not want to read an explicit lemon between Stark and Ichigo, you can skip this chapter all together. It is pure lemon. The real deal. Gritty smut. Making love. Et cetera, et cetera. Please enjoy for those who are still with me!

Death and the Strawberry: Chapter 15

Ichigo thought Stark would have jumped him right away, but when they got back to their room, Stark just stood there staring at him.

“Um, Stark?” The orange haired King fidgeted against the probing gaze.

“Sh….”

“Er, what?”

“I’m trying to remember everything about this moment.” Stark muttered and continued to stare. Ichigo’s eye twitched.

“Well if you’re going to be like that we can do it later-” The brunette espada wasted no time in tackling Ichigo to the bed. Ichigo grunted at the impact but his mouth was swiftly occupied with Stark’s tongue. The clothes he was wearing might have been tissue paper for how easily the brunette espada ripped them off of him.

Ichigo scowled up at him and grabbed a handful of Stark’s kimono, pushing it up and moving his mouth to close over his nipple. Stark shuddered and braced himself with one hand by Ichigo’s head while he encouraged Ichigo’s mouth to move lower.

“Stark…” Ichigo murmured and shimmied out from underneath the larger man and giving him a little shove so he fell onto his back. “Was there something you wanted me to do?”

“Yes.” Stark stared at Ichigo with burning grey eyes, daring him to continue his teasing.

“Do you want this?” The orange haired arrancar pressed a kiss to Stark’s stomach. “Or this?” He slowly undid Stark’s hakama and pushed it down to bare his erections. “Or maybe this?” This time his mouth closed over Stark’s dick and he wasn’t able to ask any more. Stark growled as the wet heat surrounded him and narrowed his grey eyes at Ichigo’s head. He wanted to thrust up into Ichigo’s mouth but the King hadn’t quite mastered the art of deep throating yet and he hated when Stark choked him.

He reached behind Ichigo while he was bobbing his head and grabbed that perfect ass of his, kneading the cheeks while his fingers dipped in between them to rub at Ichigo’s entrance. Ichigo looked up at him uncertainly and Stark almost shivered at the image he made with saliva dripped slightly from the corner of his mouth and a blush reddening his cheeks. He pulled his mouth away with a pop when Stark began to push one in.

“If you don’t use lubricant I’m going to fucking kill you.”

Stark really wasn’t too worried about getting killed, but he WAS worried that he would have to stop. Thus with a sigh he stood up and went to the bathroom to see if there was something he could use. Soap would probably irritate Ichigo…but hopefully the unscented lotion would appease him. He walked back into the bedroom to see Ichigo playing with himself on the bed with his thighs spread in a very welcoming manner.

Ichigo cracked an eye open to look at Stark who was staring at him and smirked. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to fuck me?”

“I’m going to fuck you.” Stark sonido’d to the bed and pushed Ichigo’s hands away roughly. “Are you ready for me?”

“I-”

Stark pushed a finger inside of him and this time it was much easier with the aid of the lotion. Ichigo’s hips bucked at the entry and he winced slightly at the abruptness but didn’t complain as Stark bent his head down to lavish attention to his erection.

“Ungh…” Ichigo moaned and then squirmed when a second finger was added and rotated around. There was a strange sort of pleasure in having Stark’s fingers inside of him, not just the spark that went through him when the brunette espada finally found his prostate, but it was erotic to know that nobody else had touched that spot before. Then they were gone and Stark removed his mouth, making Ichigo whine and try to lift his hips up to get more of that feeling.

“You shouldn’t make such wanton noises, someone might take advantage of you.” Stark murmured as he gazed down at Ichigo with narrowed grey eyes. He poured some more of the lotion onto his hands and twitched slightly when he stroked his erection. Ichigo was resting on his elbows now and staring at Stark with his chocolate eyes burning. Stark tossed the lotion aside and crawled up Ichigo’s body, pressing his legs further apart with his hands while he lined himself up with his King’s entrance.

“Someone like you?”

“Exactly.” Stark kissed Ichigo languidly and pressed his hips forward. The pleasure that surrounded him made it impossible for him to stop even when Ichigo inhaled sharply and tried to pull away from him. But he at least took it a little slowly and tried not to thrust inside him in one go.

Ichigo recoiled from the pain with a grimace but Stark’s strong arms encased him in a tight grip. He breathed in a shuddering gasp and bit his lower lip when he felt the sensitive tissue threaten to tear at the impossible stretch. “Wait Stark…” He muttered and almost sighed with relief when the espada did as he asked.

“I’m almost all the way in.” Stark said. His brows were uncharacteristically furrowed with tension and his entire body seemed to be strung like a tight rope. “Just a little more…” He thrust his hips forward sharply and Ichigo cried out.

“Wait!” One more sharp thrust and Stark stilled, pressing kisses to Ichigo’s strained neck and shoulders.

“I’m all the way in now.”

“Bastard.” Ichigo hissed. His eyes were clenched shut and he bit his lower lip hard as he tried to get used to the pain. Stark’s warm, large body pressing down on him was almost crushing. But instead of pushing him away he wrapped his arms around Stark’s shoulder and pulled him closer, resting his forehead against the first espada’s collar bone. “Stark…”

“Sorry Ichigo.” Stark kissed him again and for a moment Ichigo thought it was an apology for not waiting, but then the brunette began to move.

“Ah!” At first scorching pain raced up Ichigo’s sides, but to Stark’s credit he moved slowly and held him soothingly. After a few thrusts Ichigo finally relaxed enough for Stark to move without hurting the other arrancar as much. Stark cursed Ichigo and his tightness as he picked up the pace and slammed in and out of his lover. Ichigo balked at the harsh treatment and first and winced, squirming to get comfortable but Stark changed his angle slightly and hit his prostate dead on. “Fuck!”

Stark could have sighed in relief if he wasn’t too busy fucking Ichigo at the moment. For awhile there he feared he would have to stop and let Ichigo recover. But now Ichigo was lifting his hips to meet his thrusts and arching his back while moaning. It was fucking hot. “Faster!” Ichigo demanded. “Fuck, please!”

“Well since you asked so nicely.” Stark shifted his hands to hook Ichigo behind his knees and pressed them up against Ichigo’s chest. Stark took a moment to admire his flexibility before he stopped holding himself back.

Ichigo’s sharp cries filled the air as his body convulsed at each thrust. The enormous, sturdy bed was creaking and cracking against the wall until the posts began to splinter dangerously. “AH!” Ichigo screamed and clawed at Stark’s chest desperately while going through every curse he knew of before settling on just gurgling incomprehensible words.

It took a moment for Ichigo to figure out that while he was just making noises, Stark was actually murmuring to him. It took another moment to figure out what the espada was saying and when Ichigo did his entire body tightened and he came without his dick even being touched. Stark bit down onto his neck and growled as blood trickled into his mouth. Ichigo would probably be pissed off at being ‘marked’ when he recovered, but at the moment he didn’t care.

Stark continued to thrust in and out of the orange haired king’s limp body and he too came, gripping Ichigo’s hips hard enough to bruise and repeating those three words like a mantra. For a few minutes they caught their breath. Stark was still slumped over Ichigo and inside of him but the smaller arrancar didn’t seem to mind at all.

“Stark.”

“Hm.” A grunt was his only answer.

“Did you mean it?”

“Hm?” This time Stark actually pulled away from Ichigo a little bit to look into his face curiously.

“Do you love me?”

Stark didn’t answer for a second and instead chose to study Ichigo’s flushed face and confused eyes. He pulled out of Ichigo- eliciting a choked gasp and an uncomfortable squirm- and tugged the smaller man to him so they were spooning. “I love you.”

“Oh.” They were both quiet for a little while. “Stark?”

“Yes?”

“I kind of like you too.” Stark hid his smile into Ichigo’s hair and nuzzled the orange locks.

“I know.”

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Hope you all liked the smex! I will probably do some more lemons (just cuz I’m a smut freak) but it’s nearing the end now =D