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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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4
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7
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HitsugayaZaraki
Hitsugaya/Zaraki
“Matsumoto!” Why do I bother keeping her around!?
No matter how many years pass by, she remains the same. She always neglects her paperwork, goes out drinking, come back drunk, and sometimes skips work because of hangovers! At first I forgave her all these things because of that bastard Ichimaru. Just knowing he was somewhere here set her on edge. Then when the betrayal happened and the war, it hit her again. However...it’s been decades since the war ended! Now she is just being abusive.
I sigh deeply and glare at the paperwork in front of me, scribbling away. I’m so focused on hating my fukutaichou and these stacks of paper that I don’t even feel the reiatsu until the person it belongs to is standing right in front of me. I look up, startled that I missed it before quickly returning to a frown.
“Zaraki-taichou...what is it?”
“Your reiatsu had been spiking more recently.” His mouth stretched into that insane grin he usually wears. “Need a stress reliever?”
I open my mouth to reject the offer but stop. Perhaps that would be a good idea. I haven’t been able to let go in a while and Hyourinmaru has been restless as well. I stand from my seat and nod.
***
His strength is legendary. And now that his Zanpaktou has a name...it’s incredible. I had to use my Bankai just to avoid being slaughtered but the strength of his Shikai is still almost high enough to do serious damage.
With one more vicious swing, he sends Hyourinmaru from my grasp and me to the ground. Just as quickly, he’s one knee above me, blade to my throat. I breathe in heavily as my muscles ache at being pushed too far. He looks perfectly normal. Not exhausted in the slightest. That grin leers down at me and I glare back on instinct.
“I didn’t think you’d last this long.” I don’t answer him.
Instead I turn my head to see where Hyourinmaru landed. Zaraki moves off to my side and sits next to me. The wind blows around us calming my erratic breathing. There are only a few clouds in the sky right now. It had been a harsh storm minutes ago. I’m not sure when but I think I fell asleep watching the clouds because in the next moment, I wake up and find myself staring at a sleeping Zaraki. I think we both fell asleep out here.
“I’m surprised Yachiru hasn’t popped up to wonder where her Ken-chan is.” I muse to myself.
“She’s busy playing in the Real World with Ichigo.” I sit up quickly and watch as Zaraki sits up as well.
“Weren’t you sleeping?” My usual glare sits itself on my face.
“I’m a light sleeper.” He lifts a shoulder in a shrug.
I sigh and glance off to my side. Hyourinmaru is still there. Gomen...were you watching the clouds too? Fingers on my chin, turning my head, take my attention away from Hyourinmaru. I stare wide eyed. No one touches me...except Matsumoto who I yell at afterwards anyways...so I don’t react instantly. Lips press into mine and it surprises me more. However...it’s now the “who” that bothers me. It’s how soft and gentle the kiss is. He pulls back a second later and has that grin on his face again. I feel my cheeks heat up but his grip on my chin doesn’t loosen.
“Zaraki-taichou.” I give an inward sigh of relief that my voice is calm. “What do you think you’re doing?” I try to glare at him but it doesn’t work...the shock hasn’t passed.
He shrugs as he answers. “Everyone knows I like cute things.” I continue to stare at him.
He doesn’t wait for me to find a response and instead kisses me again. I can’t help but think: has he been waiting for me look older before doing something like this?! Part of me appreciates it because at least now it doesn’t look like he’s a child molester and the other part of me is wondering why I’m not fighting him!
His tongue slips into my mouth and I start then. I try to break the kiss, to get away from him but he pushes me down to the ground and rests on top of me. He nibbles on my bottom lip and I let out a reluctant moan. He holds both of my wrists on one hand above my head as his other slips onto my chest and works its way down. I bite down hard on his tongue to break the kiss and intend to yell at him but all that comes out of my mouth is strangled gasp. His hand wraps around my growing erection and moves in a steady rhythm. I close my eyes tightly and thrust up into his touch. His lips move to my neck and his tongue traces my collarbone.
“Z-Zaraki...why?” I mumble between gasps.
“I told ya already. I like cute things.”
“But...Yachiru-ah!” His thumb runs across the slit and I toss my head back into the ground below me. “...she...cute...” Coherent thought is damn near impossible!
“But she’s weak. You’re stronger.” His hand stops and I open one eye to glare at him. “And she’s like my daughter.”
His hand holding my wrists releases me and grabs the front of my robes, pulling me up to sit on his lap. I instinctively grab into his shoulders. He doesn’t seem like such a big man like this. I think it’s his robes that make him look bigger than he is. I think he’d prefer that anyways.
His hand is on me again and I shudder, resting my head against his throat. I look down and she he’s open his pants as well. He wraps a fist around both of up and moves. I arch my back into his touch and close my eyes again, getting lost in the sensations. His other hand moves to my hip and holds on tightly. I know there will be bruises there tomorrow.
He grunts and I let out small moans and gasps. I wrap my arms around him and pull myself closer to him, wanting more. I thrust my hip and he quickens the pace. I bring one of my hands down to his and they move together. I run my thumb over both of our slits and our gasps catch in our throats. I repeat this over and over and our rhythm becomes lost as we thrust harshly, desperately seeking release.
I’m the first. I bite down hard on his neck to stop the scream that would have been his name and spill my seed between us. A few seconds later, he comes as well. He lets out a grown and throws his head back. After a few seconds, he falls back with me on top and we lie there, catching our breaths.
After a few minutes, I roll off of him and hear a pleasing hum in my mind. I glance over at Hyourinmaru. I really was a little stressed, wasn’t I. I turn back to Zaraki. He’s watching me. He reaches over and traces a finger through the mess on my chest. He licks his finger clean and my cheeks heat up at the sight.
~~~
Ya...weirdest pairing ever. O_O Read and review! <3
P.S.: w00t! I think I figured out the problem! XD
“Matsumoto!” Why do I bother keeping her around!?
No matter how many years pass by, she remains the same. She always neglects her paperwork, goes out drinking, come back drunk, and sometimes skips work because of hangovers! At first I forgave her all these things because of that bastard Ichimaru. Just knowing he was somewhere here set her on edge. Then when the betrayal happened and the war, it hit her again. However...it’s been decades since the war ended! Now she is just being abusive.
I sigh deeply and glare at the paperwork in front of me, scribbling away. I’m so focused on hating my fukutaichou and these stacks of paper that I don’t even feel the reiatsu until the person it belongs to is standing right in front of me. I look up, startled that I missed it before quickly returning to a frown.
“Zaraki-taichou...what is it?”
“Your reiatsu had been spiking more recently.” His mouth stretched into that insane grin he usually wears. “Need a stress reliever?”
I open my mouth to reject the offer but stop. Perhaps that would be a good idea. I haven’t been able to let go in a while and Hyourinmaru has been restless as well. I stand from my seat and nod.
***
His strength is legendary. And now that his Zanpaktou has a name...it’s incredible. I had to use my Bankai just to avoid being slaughtered but the strength of his Shikai is still almost high enough to do serious damage.
With one more vicious swing, he sends Hyourinmaru from my grasp and me to the ground. Just as quickly, he’s one knee above me, blade to my throat. I breathe in heavily as my muscles ache at being pushed too far. He looks perfectly normal. Not exhausted in the slightest. That grin leers down at me and I glare back on instinct.
“I didn’t think you’d last this long.” I don’t answer him.
Instead I turn my head to see where Hyourinmaru landed. Zaraki moves off to my side and sits next to me. The wind blows around us calming my erratic breathing. There are only a few clouds in the sky right now. It had been a harsh storm minutes ago. I’m not sure when but I think I fell asleep watching the clouds because in the next moment, I wake up and find myself staring at a sleeping Zaraki. I think we both fell asleep out here.
“I’m surprised Yachiru hasn’t popped up to wonder where her Ken-chan is.” I muse to myself.
“She’s busy playing in the Real World with Ichigo.” I sit up quickly and watch as Zaraki sits up as well.
“Weren’t you sleeping?” My usual glare sits itself on my face.
“I’m a light sleeper.” He lifts a shoulder in a shrug.
I sigh and glance off to my side. Hyourinmaru is still there. Gomen...were you watching the clouds too? Fingers on my chin, turning my head, take my attention away from Hyourinmaru. I stare wide eyed. No one touches me...except Matsumoto who I yell at afterwards anyways...so I don’t react instantly. Lips press into mine and it surprises me more. However...it’s now the “who” that bothers me. It’s how soft and gentle the kiss is. He pulls back a second later and has that grin on his face again. I feel my cheeks heat up but his grip on my chin doesn’t loosen.
“Zaraki-taichou.” I give an inward sigh of relief that my voice is calm. “What do you think you’re doing?” I try to glare at him but it doesn’t work...the shock hasn’t passed.
He shrugs as he answers. “Everyone knows I like cute things.” I continue to stare at him.
He doesn’t wait for me to find a response and instead kisses me again. I can’t help but think: has he been waiting for me look older before doing something like this?! Part of me appreciates it because at least now it doesn’t look like he’s a child molester and the other part of me is wondering why I’m not fighting him!
His tongue slips into my mouth and I start then. I try to break the kiss, to get away from him but he pushes me down to the ground and rests on top of me. He nibbles on my bottom lip and I let out a reluctant moan. He holds both of my wrists on one hand above my head as his other slips onto my chest and works its way down. I bite down hard on his tongue to break the kiss and intend to yell at him but all that comes out of my mouth is strangled gasp. His hand wraps around my growing erection and moves in a steady rhythm. I close my eyes tightly and thrust up into his touch. His lips move to my neck and his tongue traces my collarbone.
“Z-Zaraki...why?” I mumble between gasps.
“I told ya already. I like cute things.”
“But...Yachiru-ah!” His thumb runs across the slit and I toss my head back into the ground below me. “...she...cute...” Coherent thought is damn near impossible!
“But she’s weak. You’re stronger.” His hand stops and I open one eye to glare at him. “And she’s like my daughter.”
His hand holding my wrists releases me and grabs the front of my robes, pulling me up to sit on his lap. I instinctively grab into his shoulders. He doesn’t seem like such a big man like this. I think it’s his robes that make him look bigger than he is. I think he’d prefer that anyways.
His hand is on me again and I shudder, resting my head against his throat. I look down and she he’s open his pants as well. He wraps a fist around both of up and moves. I arch my back into his touch and close my eyes again, getting lost in the sensations. His other hand moves to my hip and holds on tightly. I know there will be bruises there tomorrow.
He grunts and I let out small moans and gasps. I wrap my arms around him and pull myself closer to him, wanting more. I thrust my hip and he quickens the pace. I bring one of my hands down to his and they move together. I run my thumb over both of our slits and our gasps catch in our throats. I repeat this over and over and our rhythm becomes lost as we thrust harshly, desperately seeking release.
I’m the first. I bite down hard on his neck to stop the scream that would have been his name and spill my seed between us. A few seconds later, he comes as well. He lets out a grown and throws his head back. After a few seconds, he falls back with me on top and we lie there, catching our breaths.
After a few minutes, I roll off of him and hear a pleasing hum in my mind. I glance over at Hyourinmaru. I really was a little stressed, wasn’t I. I turn back to Zaraki. He’s watching me. He reaches over and traces a finger through the mess on my chest. He licks his finger clean and my cheeks heat up at the sight.
~~~
Ya...weirdest pairing ever. O_O Read and review! <3
P.S.: w00t! I think I figured out the problem! XD