Strawberries and Cream

With that comment, Shiro was beside himself..leaving an opening for Ichigo. In an instant, Ichigo was infront of Shiro, glaring into his mirror's eyes."Now, Partner...where did you leave off?" Ichigo smirked, pleased at the confused look that rippled across the Hollow's face; though only momentarily, because the pale face split into a wide grin. " Naughty king.." Shiro smirked, tossing his zanpakutou to the side.

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Lips pulled back in an insane grin, pale hands grasping the slender, tanned neck of his 'king'. " Those who are naughty, must be punished! eh!?" Cackling insanely and heaving his king through the ever-blue tinted buildings in this fucked up little dimension. Shiro was immensly enjoying this.. everything; from the incoherent grunt of suprise.. or maybe pain that escaped the suprisingly soft lips of his king. He was quite enjoying the sight, oh yes.. With a short merciless laugh, Shiro hopped through the hole made by his king into the, suprise suprise...Blue tinted inside of the blue-fucking-tinted buildings. Smirking at the sight of his king, getting to his feet covered in minor scratches; which were oozing blood. Such an arousing sight."..Best..you got? " Ichigo smirked, lifting his hand to brush the small traces of blood from his face and neck. For a split second, Ichigo was regretting taunting the Hollow..just an instant. Finding himself pinned against a hard surface that he surmised was the wall; or possibly the floor..his head was spinning from the lack of oxygen that had been knocked out of him from the impact. Gasping for air as he felt pale lips crush down upon his own, the lips were cold..but were begining to warm with the contact.
Ichigo felt the blue tongue of his Hollow forcing itself through the only barrier keeping their mouths from being completely exposed. Ichigo squimred, finding it hard to breathe with the mouth covering his own; seeming to forget he could breathe through his nose. Ichigo felt ashamed, he felt quite powerless..at the mercy of the Hollow part of him. But strangely..he..well, he wanted it..so for once, perhaps..he would love to actually be riding his 'Horse'.

After what seemed hours of not being able to breathe, he found oxygen once again flowing into his lungs gratefully; but now just seemed to notice the temporary absense of the Hollow. Ichigo blinked, turning his gaze from side to side; scanning the blue room for his pale-mirror. Stepping away from the wall, rubbing his throat and now noticing the painfully neglected erection now forming. Stifling a groan, he continued to look around for that damn bastard..how dare he leave him like this.

Shiro blinked his malicious golden eyes, watching every move of his king; waiting to make his move. Shifting his weight slightly, he had only moved out of sight for a few moments to collect upon some interesting..devices in which to pleasurably torture his king. Moving back out into the room; stepping up behind his king and smirking, placing his hands upon those tantalizing hips that belonged to his king; rubbing his pale fingers over the black fabric that covered the tanned skin he was so aching to make bleed. Growling deep within his throat, the growl slowly turning into a soft cackle as he licked up and down the shell of his kings ear; his nostrils taking in the scent of honey? How interesting. He could feel his king shiver under his touch; he loved to be in control of this emotionally weak being..how he loved to manipulate and cause pain. Shiro moved his hands up his kings spine to the collar of his shinigami robes. Slowly clasping his pale digits upon the fabric and tugging outward, ripping the fabric all the way down.

Smirking as he unceramoniously discarded the ripped top and tossed it aside. Stepping forward hungrily,raking his nails down the tanned back of his king; leaving very angry red marks upon the tanned skin; Satisfied when this merited a half-moan,half-hiss from his partner. Shiro was not a generous person..and his king had forced him to come back into this odd fucking world..so he would torture him; in time..now he would torture him in the most evil of ways: Leaving his goal unfinished...for now. Shiro smirked, tilting his head and stepping back; eyeing his king." Time to go, I shall teach you not to fool with me brat." Ichigo blinked as the pleasurable, yet painfull ministrations stopped; he turned to look at Shiro, only to glare a moment later. That bastard was going to leave him like this? Like hell he was! But even before he could take a step toward the Hollow, he found himself sucked back into the normal world again and out of his odd inner-dimension. Cursing and sitting upon his bed with his head hanging; orange locks obscuring his face. The good arousing feelings were gone; leaving him very moody as he did not even have the will to masturbate and fix his 'problem'. He would get him...he swore, he would make Shiro pay for teasing him.
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Gomenasai! I did not mean to make everybody wait so long for the next chapter, I had buisness that kept me away from my precious computer! T_T but I got the chapter up; sorry to leave everybody hanging. I know you guys were most likely expecting some super-hot sex scenes between Hichi and Ichi! But, I will be putting that in the next chapter, due to the fact I wrote this and I am now going to go to bed! I haven't got proper sleep in days, any more days without sleep and I will end up looking like L! xP Ja matte ne for now my faithfull readers! I shall update later today; if I wake up..or tomorrow! n_n Ja ja! Reviews are greatly appreciated! They make my life have a little bit more purpose.