Resurrection

WARNINGS!!! Yaoi, sex, lemon (yes, it is finally here), rimming, fingering, cursing, fluff, OOC-ness…

Resurrection: Chapter 17

Nnoitra’s POV

I scooped his legs up so I was holding him bridal style and carried him into our bedroom, growling as he tugged on a lock of my hair. I tossed him onto the bed and crouched over him, grinning madly.

“Do ya want to?”

“To... uh…” He looked a little confused and flustered now.

“Ya know.” I parted his legs and gave him a leer. “Make love.”

I snickered as his face turned bright red and he aimed a kick at me that I caught.

“Do you have the lube? Or did you bring it with you to your place?” He asked, despite his embarrassment.

My grin grew even wider and I leaned over him, placing my heads on either side of his head. “Really? Ya mean it?”

He nodded and I grinned wider. My face almost hurt now. “Hah! That’s great, now where’s the damn lube…” I fumbled through the drawers, cursing until I grabbed a hold of the bottle. “Got it.” I turned back to Ichigo and eyed his strong body lustfully. “Ya ready for this?”

Ichigo’s POV

I nodded, watching his face closely. His already large grin grew even bigger, not wasting a moment before he started ripping my clothes off. I tried to take his off as well, but I got in the way and he growled at me, daring me to continue. I dropped my hands to the bed and allowed him to finish, shivering as his heated gaze moved over my naked body.

“You now.” I tugged at his Shihakusho and was very pleased when he allowed his kimono to drop from his shoulders and onto the bed. I could never get enough of his body. His muscles weren’t bulky, but defined and rock hard. I lifted my hands and slid them over his steely skin, allowing myself a grin at the hiss I produced when I rubbed against his nipples.

I moved them back down to his hakama and untied them, getting a vicarious amount of pleasure from rubbing my hand over the large bulge underneath them. I grinned up at him, enjoying the control I had over him even as he towered above me with his obviously greater physical strength. I moved so I was on my knees as well and gripped the back of his thighs, pressing a wet kiss to his abs before moving my mouth down to take a hold of his hakama and slowly tug them down with my teeth.

I could practically feel Nnoitra’s leering gaze as he moved so his feet were spread out in front of him, allowing me to take his hakama off all of the way. With both of us naked now, slight nervousness took over me. Nnoitra and I had done a lot of things together, but actual full-anal penetration was something new. He had put his fingers in me before, and even just one or two of them had hurt. It wasn’t always a bad hurt, he made sure that I was enjoying myself, but having him inside of me was definitely going to be even more painful.

But despite of everything, I trusted Nnoitra, and I knew that he loved me. It was more of the…humiliation of the position that I feared more than the actual act of sex. As he kissed me, pushing me onto my back and letting his hands rove over my body, I felt just the tiniest hint of apprehension. But I allowed myself to be distracted by his languid kisses and didn’t resist when he spread my legs apart and rubbed our erections together.

This felt good, natural. I brought my hands up and ran my fingers through his longer hair, trying hard not to laugh at what Nnoitra would say if he knew I thought it was ‘silky.’ He must have sensed my amusement though, because he let out a growl of annoyance and bit my lip in retribution, making me wince as blood flowed. Sadist. His long tongue flicked out to sooth the sting and he made a deep rumbling sound in the back of his throat that I associated with contentment.

He pulled away from my bloody lip and sucked on a spot under my jaw that he knew drove me crazy. I arched my back up into him, trying to gain more friction between our bodies. He rocked back into me, digging his teeth into my skin just hard enough for it to hurt but not bleed. The slight pain made me gasp and claw at his steely skin, hurting my own nails more than him.

His mouth finally released me and he pulled away once more, smirking as he took my quivering body in. His hand skimmed over my ticklish sides and I couldn’t hold back a bark of laughter as I squirmed and tried to get away from his hands. “Ha ha, stop, Nnoitra!” I screeched and shoved at his arms to no avail.

“Nah, why would I do that?” We wrestled in this manner for a few minutes before I collapsed onto my back, gasping for breath as he stared down at me with that shit-eating grin.

“Bastard.”

“Tch, so?” He nuzzled my slightly sweaty neck and rubbed my still-hard cock a little as if to remind me what we were doing.

“Nothing, just making an observation.” I hummed and pulled his head up to my mouth and kissed him in between the eyes. He blinked in confusion, than snarled and jerked my chin up to kiss me passionately. His tongue pushed in between my lips and he pushed it into my throat, making me gag and pull away. “Jerk!” I said, coughing as I hit him. “You know I hate that!”

“I always wonder how ya can work yur way around my dick without a problem, but ya can’t do the same with my tongue.”

“Because your tongue wiggles and your dick doesn’t, asshole!” I shoved his chest and wiped my mouth, scowling as he chuckled.

“But imagine how good it would feel moving inside of you.”

I frowned in confusion and glanced up at him. “Do you mean your cock or your tongue?”

He pulled back a little looking a little surprised himself. “Heh? Oh…well I meant when I was fucking you, but now that ya mention it…”

My vision shifted and I was flipped onto my stomach with Nnoitra shoving a pillow underneath my hips. “Nnoitra- ah!” He gave his first lick to my cheek, then spread them apart and licked my entrance. “Nnoitra, this is embarrassing!” But I did nothing to stop him as he prodded my tight ring and dipped his tongue inside of me. Oh, it felt good! Even better than when he gave me a blow job.

He was going slow, moving only the tip of his tongue in and out of me before adding a little bit more. Fuck, it was weird, good…but weird. Nnoitra’s tongue was longer and thicker than normal tongues, and I could tell the difference as he stretched me open. He pushed a little more inside of me and I squirmed, wincing a little. It still felt good, but it was kind of uncomfortable as well.

More of his tongue slipped inside of me, pressing against my prostate, but way past my comfort level. “AH! Nnoitra, it’s too much! Take it out now!” I gasped, breathing out a sigh of relief as the wet muscle slid out of me.

“Sorry.” He muttered and pressed a kiss to the small of my back. I still felt wet inside, but the ache had all but left. I was feeling a little bit more nervous now about sex though, if his tongue hurt a little, how much would it hurt when we had sex? He must have known what I was thinking because he leaned over to whisper in my ear, allowing me to feel his hard erection nudging my ass. “I’ll stretch ya with my fingers first.” He nibbled on the shell of my ear before pulling away. “Don’t worry so much.”

“’m not worried.” I mumbled and wrapped my arms around my pillow, burying my face into it.

“Hah! Sure yur not.” I heard him opening the lube and saw him pouring some onto his fingers out of my peripheral before he spread my ass again and two of them slipped into my entrance. I forced myself not to tense and relax at the familiar pain. “See? Yur gonna be fine.”

“Asshole.” I muttered, not really meaning it.

“Oh?” I could practically feel his smirk as he pressed down on my prostate, making me give a loud cry, quickly muffling it with the pillow. “That’s what I thought.” He reached over to me and pushed the pillow away from my face. “I want ta hear ya.”

“Ungh…” Those sinful fingers saw fit to torment me more as a third made me aware of its presence. “Ah!”

“That’s not so bad is it?” He asked as I bit into the pillow trying to push back onto his fingers. “Nothing ya haven’t had before.” I nodded and gave out a needy whine when he removed his fingers. “If ya keep making noises like that I’m not gonna go slow.”

I breathed in and out sharply, not answering as I saw him lubing himself out of the corner of my eye.

“Hey Ichi?”

“Yeah?” My voice was strained, which probably had something to do with how his notably large erection was positioned at my entrance.

“Remember when I told ya I would wait awhile?”

“Yeah…”

“And how if I couldn’t wait any longer, you would know?” I started to speak but he cut me off. “Well now ya know.”

And then he was pressing in and I was arching my back, trying to think, trying to breathe with him inside of me. It hurt a lot more than I expected, this hard, slick thing that was invading me. I could feel Nnoitra’s hands gripping my hips tightly as he moved slowly inside of me, and it was a small measure of comfort to know he was holding himself back.

I felt a sharp pain lance through me and I let out a whimper, knowing he had torn me a little. He finally stopped, fully inside of me. His hands relaxed their grip and moved over my waist and up to my hair where he petted me a little. “Don’t hyperventilate.” He growled and I realized how quick I was breathing in and out, panting. Swallowing, I tried to calm my racing heart and concentrate on slowing my breath. “That’s better.” He rocked his hips a little and a little stab of pain went through me, but it died down immediately.

I shifted back against him experimentally and was surprised when Nnoitra inhaled sharply and jerked his body forward. “Ah!” I cried out and clawed at the sheets.

“Shit… ya better be ready…”

That was all the warning I got before he pulled out of me and slammed back in. “AGH!!!” I shouted in pain and a surprising spark of pleasure as he rammed into my prostate. “Fuck, fuck!”

“That’s what we’re doin’.” He chuckled breathlessly and continued to use my hips for leverage as he thrust in and out of me at a maddeningly violent pace. The pain was there and burning, but who cared about that as long as Nnoitra kept hitting my prostate? “Ya like that, don’t ya?”

“Yes!” I cried out for him desperately and reached back to touch whatever part of him I could.

“Here…” He pulled out of me and grabbed a hold of my shoulders before flipping me onto my back. “That’s better.”

I could see his face now, that crazy grin of his as he leered down at me. He hooked my knees with his hands and pushed them up to my chest before sliding into me once more. Oh! It felt different at this angle…but really good. Fuck…pleasure was coiling inside of me and I could feel my reiatsu lashing out at Nnoitra while his own pressed down on me, curling around mine as though soothing it.

Faster and faster, he moved in and out of me, the only sound in the room our skins slapping together and my embarrassing moans. I glared up at Nnoitra when he smirked at me and purposefully clenched around him, grinning as he groaned. “Hah! Is that all ya got?” Now we were both trying to see who could get the most noises out of each other, although from the way I screamed at the last thrust, I think he’s winning. “Give up, Ichi.” He panted while I desperately tried to hold back my orgasm.

“No!” I rocked back against him and snuck a hand between our bodies, not to jerk myself off, but to pinch the base of my penis so I wouldn’t come.

“That’s not allowed.” He knocked my hand away and started pumping me, grinning at the shriek I let out. “It’s okay.” He cooed and bit down on my neck. That was all it took and I was coming. It only took him a few more thrusts before he let out his own guttural cry and still his movement within me.

I couldn’t believe it was still morning I was so tired. Shouldn’t I have more energy than this? Either way, I hardly even glared at Nnoitra when he pulled out of me unexpectedly- producing the most uncomfortable feeling within me- and then fell onto his side next to me.

“Heh…you’re so cute, Ichi.” His hand came up and brushed some hair out of my face. I glanced over at him to see him staring at me with a…smile. Not a grin, or a smirk, but a smile. His eyes flitted over my body and he leaned over to press a kiss to my temple before snagging his hakama from the floor and cleaning us up with it. Thankfully I was not required to move and merely allowed him to wipe me up. “Hey…are you okay?” He frowned as he gently moved the fabric over my entrance. “Do I need to take ya to the fourth division?”

“I’m fine, why?” I tried to get up on my elbows to look at him better but winced and let myself fall back down.

“Yur bleeding…” He sounded a little bit worried. “I didn’t mean ta be so rough-

I managed to sit up this time and kissed him languidly. “I’m fine. It felt good.”

“Yeah?” He still looked a little uncertain, but that cocky grin was coming back on his face now.

“Yeah.” He eased me back down onto my back and tossed his now dirty pants in the general direction of the hamper.

“Love ya…” I almost didn’t hear him he said it so quietly.

Smiling, I snuggled against him. “I love you too.”

Nnoitra’s POV

I remember, so long ago, when I was trying to explain to Nel why I loved to fight. “Gasping for my final breath in the heat of the battle...gurgling on my own blood…it is only then that I am truly alive. In order for me to do that justice, I need to get stronger. The stronger I become, the more times I can experience that sensation. I want my entire being, my entire existence to be defined by that very moment.

“That is no more than an artificial high.” She frowned, fighting to understand what I meant.

“Maybe so…the thing is, no other stimulus, no amount of alcohol, could ever satiate that void.”

When I said that, I meant it. But now, lying next to Ichigo after the most mind-blowing sex I had ever experienced, I knew that I had found a new way to fill that hole within me.

LINE

Still more to come! How did you guys like it? I think that was the most time and effort I have ever put into a smut scene… not that I don’t normally but in time and effort, but I felt that this one is special.

The end part in Nnoitra’s POV is directly quoted from Bleach Chapter 313 page 4.