Caught

Thanks to those who reviewed, you broke my writers block and helped me to finish this! Again, I don't own them....again Ishida and Ichigo are going to have mad passionate love, and they're both men so if you don't like that! SCRAM! On with the story!

“I can’t believe he walked in on us.” Ishida groaned in embarrassment, rubbing his forehead. He had one hell of a headache and he wasn’t sure what to do for it as the cause was Abarai Renji.

“Don’t worry, I’ve a feeling he won’t be telling anyone what he saw.” Ichigo said, giving his lover a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “We should be worrying about our fall exams. C’mon, you promised to help me with my English.”

“In other words, you threatened him into keeping silent?” Ishida said with a slight smirk. He wasn’t so sure, however, that that would work. After all, Renji had a BIG mouth and….for all he knew, he was sleeping with the Kuchiki bitch. Rukia could probably manipulate Renji into telling her every last juicy detail. “You’re right…you’re right. But if you beat me in these exams, I SWEAR I’m going to stop helping you study.”

“And I promise to stop giving you blow jobs and amazing sex.” Ichigo teased, glowering at his partner.

“You wouldn’t DARE!” Ishida exclaimed, his cheeks coloring.

“You’re so cute when you’re angry.” Leaning in he kissed his lover, not the deep passionate kiss he wished he could give him. They were at Urahara’s shop and that man, the old pervert, had the tendency to pop in whenever he thought he might catch the two teens getting a little too close.

“Hmmm….you know…one of these days your dad is going to figure out who you’re with…” Ishida started, giving his English reader a forlorn look. “This might be the time they figure it out….”

“I’m not too worried about what he thinks.” Ichigo said waving his lover’s words aside. “I actually think he’d be happy just as long as I’m happy. The old fart’s crazy.”

“But my dad’s….”

“A homophobe, I know. If he disowns you, you can always move in with me Uryuu. We‘ll adopt you, the girls‘ll go wild. You know how much those yaoi fan girl freaks are into that whole half brother forbidden relationship angle. Hell, they’d probably be drooling and chasing us around if they even had an inkling that we were going out and having sex anywhere we can get away with it.” Ichigo chuckled remembering how the girls had gone nuts over discovering him and Renji in a compromising position in the hallway. Maybe having their little relationship revealed to the world by the loud mouthed Renji wasn’t such a bad thing. They would have droves of fans at school at least.

“So are you saying you‘d rather have a girl‘s attention than MINE?“ Seeing anger growing on Ichigo‘s face he quickly changed the subject “Do you think Renji’s…g….”

“Do you think he’s a homophobe or…I personally think he’s gay. The ass practically eye fucked me when we first ran into each other in soul society,” Ichigo interrupted. “If he wasn’t so old, slow and stupid…I’d’ve gone with him instead of you….”

“Well THANK you.” Ishida rolled his eyes, striking the boy upside the head. “Personally, I find him VERY attractive. But then again, I have a thing for red heads…”

“Really….would you do him?” Ichigo said with a frown, watching his lover.

“What’s THAT supposed to mean? You’re just looking for a reason to get angry at me so I’m NOT answering that question!”

“I’m going to get an answer out of you!” Ichigo barked, scrambling to his hands and knees he crawled towards his lover, cornering him at the edge of the bed.

“Ichigo! If you’re about to do what I think you’re MPH!” Ishida had been expecting a rough kiss, he hadn’t expected to thrown flat on his back by his eager lover. Groaning he temporarily forgot about the other people in the small shop. This was the guest bedroom, the others had been healed hours ago and had left, they were staying over to have some piece to study in. Surely Urahara wouldn’t come in to see them making out, or that was what Ishida hoped.

“Hn? Who could that be.” Ichigo sighed a loud crash startling Ishida enough to make him squirm away. It came from up the hallway, but both teens could clearly hear the sound of heavy footsteps stomping up the hall way.

“Its probably Renji, afraid to walk in on anything again.” Ishida said what they were both thinking. “Get up idiot….before he walks in to find you on top of me like some sex starved beast.”

Before the red head could knock on the sliding doors, Ichigo got up and opened them. “What the hell do you want freak? Ishida and I are TRYING to study!”

“Freak? Look who’s talking.” Renji snorted, glancing over to Ishida who looked as if he wanted to be anywhere but there at the moment. “I came to talk. Let me in.”

Ichigo was about to slam the door shut and ignore Renji all together when Ishida stood up, “Let him in. We need to settle this…before it drives a wedge between us.”

“Yeah, let me in, Idiot.” Renji barked, pushing past Ichigo into the room. Smirking at Ishida, “Thanks for the support.”

“Sit down, and spill it before I decide to throw you out of the god damned window.” Ichigo snarled, pointing to a wayward chair in the middle of the otherwise neat room. Obviously he wasn’t feeling too friendly after having lost his evening snack because of some loudmouth with bad timing.

Grumbling he sat down in the chair, not wanting to make Ichigo angry. He really needed to talk to them about what happened and getting thrown out on his ear wouldn’t settle the emotions he’d been feeling since that afternoon when he’d seen them in the throws of passion. “I’ll get to the point so I don’t piss you off then, Ichigo.”

“Good,”

“First off…I’m truly sorry for what happened this after noon. If I had known….I had just thought you two were having another argument…I heard Ishida shout your name….well….then I opened the door.“

“Yes, we KNOW what the fuck happened, we were all there, get to the god damned point.“

“Well…when I saw you two in that closet…” He took a deep breath, his cheeks coloring. How could he put this so that he didn’t get his ass pounded into the ground in a bad way….

“You felt sick, disgusted, you want to go back to soul society but you’re not sure what to tell the other’s when you say good bye?” Ichigo asked. “Don’t want to work with a cock sucking fag? Good, I can‘t wait till you go back, you can tell everyone your flower throwing, prissy girl of a captain wanted you back!”

“NO! That‘s not it at ALL! And don‘t you DARE speak ill of Captain Kuchiki!!!”

“Ichigo, just shut up and listen….” Ishida sighed.

“I’m not some god damned homophobe! I’m as gay a YOU are, when I saw you two fucking like rabbits, it got me so fucking hard I….” Renji exclaimed quite suddenly. Realizing what he had said he felt his face grow flaming hot.

The silence in the room was almost deafening.

“I guess…that explains why you never showed up to help take that hollow out….” Ichigo said glancing to his lover who seemed to be in deep thought. “Must have been in the bathroom jacking off…”

Renji didn’t bother to give an answer to that, after all, Ichigo had hit the nail on the head. Looking away from the lovers he tried to get his emotions under control before he popped another boner. Just LOOKING at Ishida and Ichigo was making him hot under the collar. That was one of the reasons he had decided he had to talk to them now, before things got much worse.

“You know…Ichigo….” Ishida said, “I think….” He smirked, his eyes gleaming with an evil light. Leaning in he whispered to his lover exactly what he was thinking.

“Are you fucking KIDDING me?” Ichigo exclaimed, his face becoming quite red. “WITH HIM! I‘d sooner KILL him then let him touch you! If you‘re thinking of the other way around….I‘d sooner kill MYSELF than let him touch me…”

“Shut up! it’s a PERFECT idea, like YOU could come up with anything better!”

“I’ll just….just go….” Renji said, realizing that it was a big mistake coming to talk to these two. What had he thought would happen? That the two lovers would drag him to bed and make hot passionate love to him? He hadn’t had a lay in the hay for nearly three years now and maybe that was what was affecting his judgment. He sure as hell wasn’t thinking right or he wouldn’t be here now. “I’m making dinner….in an hour…if you’re hungry…” He glued his eyes to the door, almost leaping out of the chair to get to it faster.

“Not just yet….” Ishida said blocking Renji’s flight path. “I don’t think you’ve said everything you’ve wanted to say. Have you?”

Renji had thought of other things to say but had thrown them all out. If it wasn’t hard enough to tell Ichigo and Uryuu how much he wanted them…and that he couldn’t work with them without getting one hell of a stiffy any more… “Well…” He sighed, “I guess….I wanted to tell Ichigo that I’ve always found him sorta attractive…you too Ishida…” That was hard to admit…. “And that you can use that information against me to black mail me into keeping quiet. Not that I was going to tell any one…I just didn’t want you two worrying….might get ya hurt the next time a Hollow shows up….”

“That’s it…I’m leaving!” Ichigo exclaimed, finding this subject incredibly disgusting. “I’m not sitting in the same room as that freak! ESPECIALLY if he has a “CRUSH” on me!”

“Sit DOWN Ichigo…” Ishida shoved his lover onto the bed. Turning on Renji, he smirked, “You know…I’ve always had a bit of a crush on you too….so strong…and those tattoos…” Ishida sat himself firmly in Renji’s lap, wrapping his arms around his broad shoulders.

Ichigo was beyond words, mouth agape he watched his lover teasing Renji. He had thought he would be jealous to see Ishida touch anyone else but instead, he was finding it all incredibly arousing and erotic. “Kiss him Uryuu….”

Renji’s eyes were as wide as dinner plates. This was all a joke, surely they were making fun of him. If only he had known that that was just the thoughts Ishida had had when he’d first slept with Ichigo. “I…um…if you’d move….” He spluttered, almost knocking the chair over backwards when Ishida actually kissed him.

“Calm down idiot.” Ichigo growled, “He’s not going to bite your head off…he’s a great kisser if you give him a chance.” Renji grunted, his eyes slipping closed. Ichigo wasn’t lying, Ishida was one hell of a kisser. Wrapping his strong arms around the slender teen, he groaned. When had been the last time he’d been kissed like THIS? He couldn’t even remember but he had a strong feeling it was back before he’d ever even dreamed of becoming a shinigami.

“There you go….just relax.” Ishida purred, stroking his hands down the front of Renji’s street clothes. “What do you say…we have some fun and let Ichigo watch?”

Glancing to Ichigo, “He’ll kill me…” He said at once, starting to squirm again.

Icihgo was up off of the bed, stalking up to Ishida and his pray. “Actually….up till a few seconds ago, I would have agreed with you Renji….” He admitted, tangling a hand into the bright red hair, he tilted the man’s head back. “But now that I’ve seen Uryuu kissing you…and seen how fucking HOT…you look when you’re not being an idiot….”

Ishida sucked in a breath when Ichigo dipped in and sealed Renji’s lips with his own. “Fuck….just had all my blood run south from that sight.”

“Hmmm really? Now you know how I felt seeing you put the moves on him….” Ichigo growled, letting go. “We have to get rid of this damned hair tie…” He undid the ponytail, tugging his hair loose.

“Urahara….” Ishida said quite suddenly, looking at the door as if the man was there standing in the door way.

“No, he’s gone out…” Renji said running a hand through his own hair as if he wasn’t satisfied with the way his hair was laying out over his shoulders.

“What luck….” Ichigo said with a smirk going back to the bed. “I’ll just watch Uryuu…give me a good show and I MIGHT let you suck me off latter.”

“Hmmm, what a reward.” Lacing his hands into the vibrant red hair, “Have you ever been seme before Renji?”

“You think I’d let someone stick it up my ass?” He retorted, his hands finding hand holds upon the Quincy’s firm ass. “I’ll show you what SEME means Ishida, Ichigo’s probably been doing you all wrong.”

Chuckling, Ishida took his glasses off. “Ichigo, I think you’re going to have to show him some humility latter….here take these.” He handed his glasses off to his lover before turning his attention back to Renji. “And this Ishida bull shit will not do….call me Uryuu or this stops here.”

Groaning, “’kay…” He mumbled, slipping his tongue into a hot willing mouth for the first time in nearly a decade. The taste of the archer was mind numbing and as he delved for more of the sweet flavored, he found he had already become quite addicted.

Feeling Ishida shift, he broke the kiss to watch the brunet slowly unbuttoning his shirt. “All I need aright now is a lap dance on top of all of this, and today will have been perfect.” Renji confessed grinning from ear to ear. Running his hands up wash board abs to strong pecks, “For a twig boy, you’re awfully well built.”

“Hey, watch the twig boy comments.” Ishida laughed, grinding his ass down against the growing bulge in Renji’s pants. “Oh….you’re BIG.”

“How about you take my pants off and find out for yourself?”

“Enough fucking small talk,” Ichigo interrupted, “The oil’s in my bag…” The younger red head’s cheeks were already stained a deep pink from arousal, he wasn’t going to be patient and listen to them chatter when he could be watching them fuck.

“He hasn’t got any…” Renji started, glowering at Ichigo.

“Shut up and do as he says.” Ishida growled, standing up. Grasping Renji’s shirt front he yanked him to his feet, shoving him towards the bed. Watching the surprised Shinigami fall, Ishida began to strip out of his pants and underwear. Catching Ichigo’s eyes, he licked his lips and touched himself. Oh he was getting to Ichigo now, he could see the lust flash in those chocolate brown eyes. “Get his clothes off for me Ichi.”

“Giving me orders again…” Ichigo growled. “What do I look like, some god damned Uke you can just push around?” Even though he sounded angry and offended, he did as he was asked. Pinning Abarai with a rough kiss, his hands flying over the button fly, making quick work of the pants and underwear. Straddling Renji’s hips, “When I tell you to do something….asshole…you do it or you don’t get any.” Grasping Renji’s tie-dyed shirt he tore it free of the rather shocked red head’s torso.

“You BASTARD that was my….” Renji’s face suddenly grew very red indeed, his eyes snapping closed in a look of utter concentration. Shifting, Ichigo looked over his shoulder wondering what could have caused this sudden reaction. “Oh….you BAD Quincy….starting on him before I’ve moved back to watch ya work….you’re going to pay for that latter.”

Ishida only gave a grunt, his lips curling up slightly at the corners as if he were trying to grin. Groaning deep in his throat, he shifted over Renji to take more of him in. Ishida hadn’t been lying, Renji was hung like a god damned hoarse and despite his size, the archer seemed to be sucking him down with little to no effort what so ever.

“Have you been PRACTICING?” Ichigo asked in amusement, getting a drawn out moan from his lover in answer. Shifting off of Renji, he settled next to them. “You’ve been holding OUT on me…HAVEN’T you. You’re such a NAUGHTY Quincy!” Ichigo smirked, slapping his lover’s ass hard just to see what he would do.

“FUCK!“ Renji gave a shuddering cry, not expecting the mouth around him to suddenly start moving up and down over him or to vibrate with the muffled sounds of a pain filled sob.

“That’ll teach you to be bad….archer boy….” Running a hand over Ishida’s back, he busied his other hand. Undoing his pants he slipped his fingers inside. Groaning lightly, “Suck him harder, make him cum for me Quincy.”

Drawing back off of Renji, Ishida glowered, “Get to where I can see you jack off and I will…” The lovers shared a heated look, ignoring the needy whimper Renji gave.

“Fine…” Leaning in he kissed Ishida hard, his hand roaming down off of Ishida’s back to Renji’s leaking cock teasing it with a few firm strokes. Pulling back he glanced to Renji and smirked. “Maybe I’ll get my cum in your hair as payback for this afternoon, loud mouth.”

“You had bett…” His words were shattered upon his tongue by the heat that had closed around him again. Tossing his head he uttered a few curse words expressing how wonderful he felt at that moment.

Kneeling at Renji’s head, Ichigo stripped out of his slacks. Making sure the red head could see him, he freed his cock from his boxers and began to stroke himself with firm but slow pumps. “Look at me Quincy. See what you do to me?”

Ishida moaned around his mouthful, reaching up Renji’s body to touch his lover’s straining cock.

“Ishidaaahhh,” Renji moaned, nuzzling against the brunet’s wrist when it pressed against his overly hot cheek.. He hadn’t even realized his fatal error until a rough fist was clutching at his hair, yanking his head up off of the bed.

“He told you to call him Uryuu….” Ichigo hissed through clenched teeth. “Stop.”

Ishida pulled away from Renji, smirking and licking his lips. “he’s about to bust a nut Ichi….” He leaned forward kissing Ichigo again, tangling one of his delicate hands into Ichigo’s short hair. “He tastes almost as good as you do, doesn’t he?”

“Hmmm,” Ichigo answered, biting at Ishida’s lip before pulling back. “You want more?” He addressed this to Renji who looked royally pissed off by the sudden halt in activity.

“I asked you a QUESTION monkey boy.” Ichigo growled, the spark of lust strong in his eyes as he leaned over Renji, his lips now millimeters away from the vice captain’s.

“What the hell do YOU think, freak!” He barked, glowering up at Ichigo.

“Ha, I guess I AM going to have to teach you a thing or two…” He moved back, “Get on your hands and knees.”

“Why the hell should I?” He responded, not moving an inch.

“If you want to feel my mouth around you again…” Ishid purred, leaning in to punctuate each of his words with a kiss upon Renji’s swollen dick. “I suggest you do what Ichigo asks…”

Shivering, barely holding back the groans that each of those kisses brought to the tip of his tongue, Renji shifted to his side. Flopping over onto his stomach he somehow managed to make it to his hands and knees. He hadn’t realized it before, but he was trembling like a leaf and feeling hot breath ghost over his ass cheeks didn’t help anything.

“Uryuu gave you the pleasure of his talented mouth….” Ichigo whispered in Renji’s ear, licking at the shell to draw out the most delicious moans Renji had given to date. “Now you’re going to return the favor. I want you to suck on me Ren, I want to see how skilled you’re compared to my Uryuu.”

Renji glowered up at Ichigo, daring him to do something funny. However when all the young teen did was press the head of his cock against his lips, he couldn’t help but moan. He had always loved giving head, it was always entertaining to see how much of a reaction he could get out of his lover with his talented mouth. Grasping Ichigo at the base, he began to lick and explore the teen solely with his tongue.

“Oh you’re gooooddddd,” Ichigo groaned, tangling a hand in Renji’s hair, “Uryuu….get the lube and start on him from the other side.”

“Already ahead of you.” Ishida said shooting his lover a wolfish grin as he dug out the half empty bottle of oil from Ichigo’s school bag. Unscrewing the small lid, he carefully poured it over his fingers. He couldn’t waist a drop of it. There was none left to spare, the small vile laying empty on the bedspread now. Glancing to Ichigo’s pleasured face, he bit his lip. He’d never done this before and he was just a bit nervous.

“You’ll do fine….” Ichigo whispered, “Shit Renji, where did you learn to give head like this?”

“From my flower throwing prissy girl of a Captain.” Renji growled, taking every inch of Ichigo into his mouth and sucking as hard as he could.

Ishida took the opportunity to begin massaging Renji’s hole, “Ever been finger fucked before?” Ishida asked, feeling Renji shudder under his touch. Kissing Renji’s ass cheek, he smirked to his lover. Ichigo was enjoying himself, he could tell by the beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead. “Fuck you’re sexy like this Ichi.” Nipping at Renji’s tail bone he slipped a finger in feeling muscles tighten around his digit at once. Trailing his tongue up the red head’s spine he ran into one of the tribal tattoos he sported and began to trace along it with his mouth.

“Fuck Renji, you get creative when someone’s pleasuring you…don’t you?” Ichigo hissed through clenched teeth.

“Does he?” Ishida smirked, moving another finger in. Searching for that one spot he quickly found it, making both men groan. “I guess he does….I wonder if I can make you scream just by pleasuring Renji just right….” Withdrawing his fingers, he prepared his cock with what was left of the oil on his hand.

“S-stop damned it!” Ichigo growled, yanking Renji off of him. Panting for breath, he pulled him up off of his hands, forcing him to lean back against Ishida for support. “I think we don’t have anything to teach you in THAT area….” Reaching around Renji’s hip, he grasped his lover, guiding him up Renji’s crack towards his opening. Capturing Renji’s lips, he felt Ishida’s cock slid through his fingers. Dear god he was hard, and just knowing his lover was getting off on this was enough to make him groan.

“DAMNED IT!” Renji croaked, tossing his head, his chest heaving as the pain of being entered filled him.

“For a virgin….” Ichigo purred, “You’re taking this awfully well…”

“’m not a damned VIRGIN!” He spat, trying hard to catch his breath.

“Oh my! The mighty Abarai Renji let something up his ass? I’m so SURPRISED.” Ichigo teased, silencing any smart thing Renji had to say with a kiss. Feeling Renji rock against him he knew Ishida had started. “Uryuu…”

“Fuck….never thought it’d feel…” Ishida groaned, his arms wrapping around Renji’s waist.

“So good?” Ichigo whispered, kissing his lover over Renji’s shoulder. “Take him fast Uryuu.”

“He’s so god damned TIGHT.” Ishida panted, his arms slipping from around Renji’s waist, his hands coming back to grasp Renji’s hips.

“Is he?” Ichigo groaned moving back from the two, sitting upon the bed he watched as if he’d never seen anything quite so enticing. “You’re not going to last long, are you Ishida? He’s so hot and tight…and slick around you. You just wanna spill your load in him and make him scream like a bitch, don’t you?”

“Yeah….fuck yeah.” Ishida panted, just thinking of his lover watching him doing another guy was….it was almost orgasm inducing.

“Renji, suck me again….watching Uryuu’s making me hurt.” Renji was all too pleased to give his mouth something to do. Taking every last inch of Ichigo into his mouth he bobbed his head as fast as he could. He couldn’t hold out much longer under the pleasure of a hot, thick dick ramming into him. If he was going to cum screaming like a damned bitch, Ichigo wasn’t going to be far behind him.

“Grind into ‘im.” Ichigo panted, tangling a hand into Uryuu’s hair. Leaning over Renji’s back he captured another string of heated curses his lover was about to shout to the world. Looping an arm around Renji’s waist, he found the red head’s straining cock and began to fondle it. With as much slickness as he felt oozing from the tip of him, he could tell Renji was about to blow any second. “For fuck sake Uryuu….fuck ‘im harder!”

Ishida only gave a mewling whimper, arching his back. Ichigo could tell his lover was loosing it, “Scream my name…god Uryuu….you‘re so fucking sexy!”

“I-I’m…AH!” Ishida sobbed, his hands flying to Ichigo’s hair, yanking his head to his chest, “ICHI!!!!”

Smirking, Ichigo squeezed Renji’s cock, feeling it pulse under his finger tips. He hadn’t cum, he’d had hoped for that. Ishida hadn’t been used to being Seme and had cum before his partner had. Pulling Renji’s eager mouth away from his cock, Ichigo smirked down at him. “Not skilled enough to make me cum….what a pity….you alright Uryuu?” He glanced up at Ishida who’d had collapsed, breathless and sweaty upon the bed behind Renji.

“Fine….just fine…”

Renji grasped Ichigo’s wrist, glowering at him. “Ass…” He panted raking his eyes over the teen. “Sexy bastard.”

Smirking, “Complements aren’t going to get you off….I wanna watch you cum in your hand….”

It took a few moments for what Ichigo had said to sink into Renji’s mind, “You ARE a freak….” He said with a grin, “Fuck I like the way you think.”

“C’mon Uryuu….” Ichigo crawled to his lover, kissing him softly on the nose. “Ya wanna watch Renji put on a show?”

Ishida only smirked, shifting to a sitting position. Renji had moved too, resting against the head board, facing them. His hands were already gliding over his body, down towards his aching cock. Ignoring the two lovers, he imagined Ichigo’s head of flaming orange hair in his lap. Groaning he bucked up into his own hands. He had been so close before, and the touch of his own fingers was almost enough to bring him to orgasm right then and there.

Fisting his erection, he grasped at the coverlet for support as he began to buck frantically up into the pleasure of his own hand. He was so wrapped up in his own pleasure, he failed to notice Ichigo moving towards him on all fours. “Get on your hands and knees and jack off for me.”

The sound of Ichigo’s rough, smoky voice almost sent him over the edge, but he s obeyed like a faithful dog never taking his hand off his own cock. Stroking himself faster than before, he opened his eyes to stare at Ishida‘s dazed face. “Fuck Ichigo….I…I’m gonna…..cum!” Just as his body began to quake with the first waves of orgasmic pleasure, Ichigo slammed into his ass hard and fast. “OH GOD!”

“Yeah, you like it don’t you!” Ichigo growled, not letting up as he pounded Renji right into the bed.

Renji had never had a more powerful orgasm in his life. He saw stars and for a second he thought he was going to pass out if Ichigo kept it up for one second longer.

“My little bitch….” Ichigo hissed in his ear. Renji couldn’t care less what he called him, he was filled up in the best way possible, Ichigo growling and cursing behind him.

Whimpering, “Ichigo!” he pushed further back against his partner just as he exploded. “AH!” Arching his back he clawed at the bed under him.

“God….that was….” Renji mumbled after long moments of harsh panting.

“The best sex you’ve ever had?” Ichigo purred letting Renji fall to the bed.

“Yeah….”

“If you tell about Uryuu and me fucking in the closet…..” Ichigo started, forcing Renji to roll over onto his back. Glowering down at the red head he smirked. “I’ll tell everyone how you got off on Ishida pounding into your ass….and how you screamed like a little bitch when I stuck it in you.”

“What?” Renji asked sounding confused.

“Its black mail….you tell on us, we tell on you.” Ishida explained.

“What?” He still couldn’t quite understand what was going on. Even as Ichigo lay next to him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

“Don’t tell anyone that you found Ishida and me in the closet at school fucking…and we won’t tell anyone that a weak…powerless….Quincy….fucked you….and had you begging for more. You don‘t tell anyone that Ishida and I are together and we won‘t tell your captain you slept with the substitute shinigami trash he hates so much.”

Renji suddenly understood all too well….Ishida and ichigo had just tricked him….USED him….now they were black mailing him.

“Not that we didn’t enjoy this…” Ishida said quickly when it appeared that Renji was finally getting what they were saying. “We meant what we said before, you’re sexy.”

“We would LOVE to have you in bed again….” Ichigo purred, pressing harder against him. “You’re fucking AMAZING at giving head…and you‘re a great fuck too. Hell, you can even teach Uryuu a thing or two…and he‘s absolutely MIND blowing in bed.”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen Ichigo make faces like that….” Ishida said with a smirk. “I’d LOVE to feel your mouth around my cock next time….”

“You’re BOTH freaks….” Renji exclaimed his revelation.

“Yeah we are…” Ichigo and Ishida said as one, smirking at each other.

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