Strawberries and Chocolate

Ichigo sat outside her door, waiting for her to answer his knocks. Sure it was about ten o'clock at night, but there was really no one else to talk too. It had only been almost twenty seconds since he knocked, but the pounding in his heart made it feel like an eternity.

His mind continually flashed images of Renji's lips against his, his hard body pressing against his, Renji's strong hand stroking his member. It felt so right, but should it have?

The door cracked open. "Inoue...I need to talk..."

Orihime rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "K-Kurosaki?"

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have come..." Guilt swept over him from waking his friend up, but as he turned to leave, she gripped his wrist. "It's okay Kurosaki...come in..."

Ichigo entered the small apartment. "I'll be right back..." Ichigo faintly heard the sound of clashing pots in the back ground, likely to be falling on the ditzy carrot top. Ichigo chuckled. She fought hollows, and yet she couldn't organize her cabinet.

Water running, and the stove turning on, and not long after a loud whistle that abruptly ended. She re-entered the room with two cups of tea threatening to fall, one of which Ichigo happily accepted.

"Thank you..."

"So Kurosaki...what do you need?" She asked, sitting down on the other side of the table.

Ichigo stared into his tiny porcelain cup, watching his reflection ripple in the tea. "W-what do you think of me...Inoue?"

Orihime chugged her hot cup of tea down whole. The girl had a throat of steel! "Well...what are you asking me about?"

"I want to know...if you think I'm gay..." Ichigo's face became a bright red. Orihime was taken aback by the question, and a soft smile stretched across her face.

"Well...I think you are whatever you want to be. Love comes in many forms Kurosaki." Ichigo took a sip of his tea. "And...you should be with the one you love, and never let them go..."

"...Never let them go..." Already made that mistake.

"But...even if you mess up...just remember that it's never too late."

Ichigo smiled. "Thanks...Inoue." A warm smile was his response. He sat down the cup of tea and made his way for the door, knowing what he had to do.

"Sorry for waking you..."

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Renji sighed, the rising sun greeted him, or mocked him, he didn't know which, it's rose colored glow crossing the horizon to cast its glow upon him, reclining atop the tree. No sleep. How could he, the one he'd fallen in love with just left, and he'd likely never look at him the same again.

He sighed.

"Oi, baboon butt!" A voice called.

Renji would've bit someone's head off at the insult, but he looked down the tree to see Ichigo's grinning face, and everything else just melted.

"Ichigo!" Renji leapt off of his perch and landed next to Ichigo. "Look...about last night, I'm really, really, really sorry. I'm an idiot, couldn't control myself and..."

Ichigo's lips broke him.

He broke the kiss and pulled Renji's warm figure close to his. "I'm sorry Renji...sorry I ran, but don't worry, I got some words of wisdom..."

Renji pushed Ichigo back, looking into the strawberry blonde's eyes. He pulled him close, connecting their lips and slipping a tender tongue into his mouth, not rough like the night before, but tender, expressing his love in a gentle fashion. Ichigo's tongue danced with his, sparking an erotic fire that burned both to the core.

"Let's go back to your place..." Ichigo whispered upon breaking the kiss.

"Yeah..."

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Ichigo burned as Renji tossed him onto the bed, peeling off his own shirt, Ichigo's eyes admiring each and every tattoo on his solid form, licking his lips, wanting to take a dark nipple into his mouth, wanting to trace every tattoo with his pink muscle.

Renji descended, taking Ichigo's mouth with much more ferocity, electrifying Ichigo's entire body with passion. Renji's hand made it's way under Ichigo's t-shirt, finding a pink nipple and pinching and twisting it until it became a hardened nub. Ichigo moaned into Renji's mouth, his body on fire, flushed pink from the building heat.

Renji pulled Ichigo's shirt over his head, breaking their kiss and hearing his strawberry whimper with abandon.

He drank in Ichigo's half-nude form, bara like muscles, and yet so slender and feminine. He raked his calloused hand over Ichigo's stomach muscles, purring with delight.

Renji's tongue descended, making gentle bites and licks on every inch of tanned flesh, bruising and soothing, Ichigo's whimpers driving Renji wild.

"Hard or soft?"

Ichigo looked up at Renji, confused by the question.

"Dobe...you want me to treat your ass tender, or pound it until there's nothing left of it."

Ichigo grinned, a cocky grin that would've pissed Renji off any other time. "Make me a bitch..."

Renji bit down on Ichigo's stomach. Good answer.

"We do this rough...just warning you...I'm gonna get out of control..." He licked his way up Ichigos abdomen, to the succulent neck that he licked and sucked. "I'm going to dominate you...make you suck my huge cock, shove it down your throat even, blow my load in you...and make you unable to walk for a week..."

Ichigo's cock grew harder than diamond. "Renji baby...makes me all hot and bothered when you talk like that." Renji's heart pounded. Ichigo was an uke-slut! His slut! He was falling more in love with the soul reaper by the moment.

Renji nibbled Ichigo's ear. "What do you wanna do to daddy?" He growled.

Ichigo's heart pounded, his breathe hitched. His first time, and he never cared for tender love and crap. He wanted this to hurt. "I want daddy...to shove his big cock down my throat..." Ichigo rubbed Renji's clothed groin with his hand to illustrate his point. "Feed me his creamy essence..." His finger traced the hard outline in Renji's pants.

"And then...blow it on my face..."

Renji purred. He grabbed a handful of orange hair and pushed Ichigo's face harshly against his groin. "Here bitch, put it in your mouth..." Ichigo raised his hand to undo Renji's jeans, but Renji's free hand swatted his tight ass. "Bitch, did I say that you could use your hands. Undo my jeans with your teeth."

Ichigo gave the clothed groin a few earnest licks, "Forgive your strawberry...he is a bad boy..." He undid the button easy enough, just a bite and pull, and then took the zipper between his lips and pulled it down, Renji's floppy cock emerging to greet him before ever getting it all the way down. Ichigo gave it a few licks up and down the sides, licks that drove Renji wild.

"Yeah bitch...you like the taste don't you?"

Ichigo took the cock into his mouth, sucking on the crown, the slurping noises driving him wild. "Look at me strawberry, look me in the eyes while you swallow my cock." Ichigo's brown eyes met Renji's, Renji's grin overwhelming Ichigo's desires. Renji grabbed the back of Ichigo's head, and thrust all the way into his mouth.

Ichigo gasped for air, almost gagging, but relaxed as Renji pulled back and thrust all the way back in. "Getting your face fucked is making you hard, isn't it!"

Ichigo mumbled something audible as "yes master" around Renji's cock as Renji set a harsh rhythm in which he brutalized Ichigo's throat. Ichigo loved it. His tongue desperately trying to taste every bit of the meat as Renji pounded his mouth, his nose being tickled by red curls, balls slapping against his chin as Renji's pants fell down to his knees.

"Here it comes!" Renji squirted load after load of hot cream down Ichigo's throat, Ichigo finding it hard to swallow it all, having to pull out after three shots, letting the remaining pulses splatter across his face and hard body.

Ichigo lay down on his back, feeling more wiped out than Renji did after the older shinigami's orgasm. "Ahh..strawberries and cream..." Renji's tongue lapped up some of his own essence from Ichigo's face, slowly undoing the youngers jeans. Ichigo's cock sprang free, the head purple from neglect.

Ichigo stepped out of his jeans. Renji began to stroke Ichigo's neglected meat, figuring one orgasm was only going to set the mood. Ichigo moaned, Renji's tongue danced on the purple tip, his hand going up and back down in a rhythm that was akin to his earlier face fuck.

"Cum for me baby...cum on me..." Renji whispered, blowing on the wet tip of Ichigo's sex. Ichigo, unable to make coherent words, bit on his fist, the feelings overwhelming, the heat in his stomach. He wouldn't stand much more.

Renji gave it one final pump, and Ichigo released, cum splattering on Renji's face, the few streaks that were on Ichigo's paled in comparison as Ichigo white washed Renji's face, stream after stream of sticky seed splashing across Renji's face and into his open mouth, trailing down his neck and hard stomach.

Renji wiped some of the essence from his face, making a tasty meal out of it. "You really don't touch yourself enough. So much frustration built up, and shot all over my face...though I guess I'm not complaining." Ichigo leaned up and began to clean Renji's face, lapping up his own cum like a hungry dog.

"You're a good little slut...you know that..." Ichigo's cock regained it's composure at Renji's dirty talk. "Lay back and spread'em."

Ichigo lay down on his back, spreading his slender legs and opened up his clean, pink hole. "Beautiful..." Renji admired, leaning down and licking at the puckering orifice, slipping a finger in and wiggling it to stretch the deputy shinigami.

"How's it feel?" Renji asked, concerned for the wellfare of his new lover.

"G-Good...but...weird..." Renji slipped a second finger in, stretching Ichigo, but all the while looking for that one special-

"Oh, shit Renji!" Ichigo cried out, arching up as too give Renji better access.

There it is. Renji grinned, playing with the little bump of nerves within Ichigo's nether regions, each slight touch caused him to moan and cry out.

"In me!" Ichigo cried out. "P-Put it...in me!"

Renji arched up Ichigo's body, sitting on the edge of bed and hovering Ichigo's slender body just above his cock. "It's gonna hurt..."

"Just do it..."

Renji impaled Ichigo, his cock spearing through his ass, rubbing his special bump along the way. Ichigo cried out, saliva escaping his mouth and streaming down his chin.

Renji began his brutal anal assault, thrusting his throbbing sex deep within Ichigo's hot depth's, rubbing his prostate each time, elicting a moan at even the lightest friction on his prostate. "Such a virgin." He chided, claiming Ichigo's lips in a feverish kiss, Ichigo taking the initiative and thrusting his tongue into Renji's mouth, there twos fighting like battling snakes before finally breaking. Renji buried himself over and over into Ichigo's tight heat.

"You like that? You're moaning like a bitch in heat!" Renji filled Ichigo full of his wild cock again and again, rubbing Ichigo's cock against his stomach with the palm of his hand.

"You're mine Ichigo!" Renji sunk his teeth into the crook of Ichigo's neck. "Mine, and only mine!" Ichigo was now marked.

"Only yours, now and forever!" Ichigo let out a deep moan, his hair damp with sweat, his body aching, and his second release now spraying against his washboard stomach.

His inner walls clenched around Renji's hard cock, and Renji shot his load deep within Ichigo, painting his pink depths white.

Renji fell back, the most intense orgasm of his life, Ichigo on top of him, too weak too move, the spunk squishing between there hard bellies.

Renji petted Ichigo's orange hair. "I love you...Ichigo."

"I love you too." Ichigo fell asleep, fucked into a sex coma by his new boyfriend.

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Okay, chapter two ended. Some things can happen next chapter. Um...who knows, maybe Zabimaru will want to get in on the action, maybe Ichigo turns into a horny slut and wants more cock in him. Who knows, depends on how sick I'm feeling, and seeing how far I want to go with this.