Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

Pairing: Chad x Ichigo

Summary: AU Chad has a crush on his friend Ichigo, but doesn’t know how to tell him. His feelings develop more and more until one night he acts on them. Both of them are 16 in this story. I will be switching back and forth between ‘he’ and ‘you’ when referring to Ichigo.

WARNINGS!!! Lemon, smut, language, and OOC-ness. Like always, I try to keep them as in character as possible, but this IS alternative universe and it IS fan fiction.

02 I Want You

I watched him. The sun filtering through his orange hair, his eyes closed while he rested his head on his arms as he slept through class. Beautiful Ichigo. I wanted him. More than a friend should, more than a //male// friend should. I couldn’t help myself. There were times when I just wanted to take him into my arms and smoother him with kisses until he couldn’t breathe.

He mumbled in his sleep and rubbed his face against his outstretched arm, trying to fight against his inevitable waking. I wanted him to wake in my arms, to know he was being cherished and cared for. To know he was loved. I wanted him to need me as much as I needed him, to want me to touch his body all over and make him shiver, to be inside of him as he squirmed and cried out.

I shifted in my seat as an unwanted erection formed. This is what I get for watching Ichigo.

I glanced over again in time to see Ichigo yawn and rub his eyes. I really did love cute things. Ichigo leaned back in his chair and glanced over to me, giving me a rare smile. I loved his smiles. They made his brow relax and his eyes close in a rare state of happiness. Gods, how I want you Ichigo.

“Chado.” It was lunch time and Ichigo and I, as well as our friends, were sitting on the roof of our school. I looked over at Ichigo who was watching me with furrowed eyebrows and a concerned frown. “Are you okay?”

“Yes.” I said quietly.

He studied me for a few more seconds, not satisfied with my answer. “You would tell me if you weren’t, right?”

“Yes.” I felt guilty for the necessary lie. Long ago Ichigo and I made ourselves a promise that we would fight for each other. I didn’t want to burden him with my problems. That was my excuse, but I feared rejection above all else.

“Okay…” He still didn’t look convinced, and continued to watch me. A small shiver of happiness rested in my gut at the thought of him caring enough about me to do so.

“Kurosaki-kun!” I fought not to frown as the orange haired girl settled next to Ichigo and blushed.

“Er, hi Inoue.” I was slightly placated that Ichigo looked uncomfortable around her.

“Kurosaki-kun, I was wondering…” She turned a deeper red as she scouted even closer to him. “Would you like to come over tonight? I’m making honey and leak soup!”

“Um, thanks Inoue, but I’m going over to Chad’s tonight.” He sent me a pleading look that made me smile. “Sorry.”

“Oh, it’s okay.” She said, crestfallen. “Maybe some other time.”

“Er, yeah.”

“Ichigo!” Keigo cried, throwing his arms around the orange-haired teen. “Why are you hanging out with Chad without us!?” Tears streamed down his face.

“None of your business!” Ichigo shoved Keigo off of him with his foot.

“You’re so mean, Ichigo!” Keigo cried even more furiously.

Ichigo edged close to me so we could talk together quietly. “Thanks for going along.” He murmured.

“I didn’t know you were the type to deceive.” I said, teasing him as a light flush graced his cheeks.

“I didn’t deceive her!” He hissed.

“Then you are coming over tonight?”

“Um,” he glanced over at the giggling Inoue, “Yeah, sure.”

“Okay.” I said simply and went back to my lunch.

He tilted his tangerine head back slightly to study my face. “I’ll be there around 6?”

“Hm. Are you spending the night?”

“Yeah, sure. A chance to get away from goat-face.”

I felt the corners of my mouth tilt up slightly. It might be a little dangerous for him to stay so close to me, but I welcome the chance to spend more time with him.

That night he arrived at six o’clock as planned, carrying a bag over his shoulder with his over night stuff in it. “Hey Chado. Thanks for letting me come over.”

“I don’t mind.”

He smiles at me. I wonder if anyone else feels this way when he smiles, like an angel itself is gifting me with its presence. I try not to stare and instead went to go get us something to eat from the kitchen, peaking into the living room to see Ichigo sprawled out on the couch in front of the TV. I smile and grab a bag of chips and sodas. I nudge his head in an indication for him to give me some space to sit down and he scoots over slightly, but immediately rests his head on my lap with only a pillow between us. I fight not to shiver as he relaxes against me and reaches for the bag of chips.

“Anything good on?” I ask as he flips through the channels.

“Just some old horror movie.”

He turns over so he’s lying on his side and I flick the lamp near me off so the room is a little darker. The flickering light from the television casts shadows over his face, and I can’t help but card my fingers through his surprisingly soft hair.

“Mmm…” He makes a sound of contentment and leans into the touch, making me smile. The movie is a typical Japanese horror, and I find myself chuckling as Ichigo cringes and jumps and some parts. He immediately retaliates with a punch to my legs. I reach down and try to grab his hands but he dodges me. Now we are on the floor and wrestling, only half-serious. Ichigo lets out a small squeal as my hands find his ticklish sides.

“Ha, mercy!” He says through laughter and tries to squirm away.

I smirk and don’t let up the assault, catching his legs and dragging him back before he can escape.

“He he, please!” He gasps.

I finally stop with a smile, letting him catch his breath. I realize the position we are both in, me crouched over him with my legs pinning him down and my hands up his shirt caressing the soft skin. He must have realized it as well because he was staring up at me with an indiscernible expression.

“Chado?” He asks.

I don’t answer. Instead I lean down, bracing my hands on either side of his head and kiss him. It’s only a brush of our lips, enough to make my intentions known. I pull away and look down at his face. He’s blushing but his eyes lock with mine and I can see the reflection of my own desires. I bend down again and kiss him, allowing some of my weight to relax onto him as my hand goes back to explore his torso. When he inhales sharply and his mouth opens slightly I dart my tongue in, exploring the moist crevasses and teasing his bottom lip with my teeth.

He returns the kiss eagerly, his hands coming up to tangle in my hair and trace the muscles of my back. I groan and move my hand down to caress his cloth covered groin, making him gasp and pull away from the kiss. “W-wait!” He protests.

“You’re hard.” I say bluntly.

“I know that!” His stutter is adorable.

“Do you really want me to wait?” I rub against it again and he tilts his head back, giving me access to the soft flesh of his throat that I eagerly suck and nibble on.

“Ugh!” He quivers beneath me and his fingers dig into my back, unable to grip hard because the muscle keeps them flat.

“You didn’t answer me, Ichigo.” I whisper huskily and unzip his pants, pulling them and his boxers down, shifting my body to tug them off his feet.

“Huh?”

“Do you want me to wait?” I reiterate as I grip his penis, smaller than mine and silky in my large, rough hand.

“No…” He whispers, hips jerking into my touch. “Ah! Don’t stop…” I pushed his shirt up and pulled it over his head, smiling as his hair was ruffled. “Chado…” He whispers, leaning up on his elbows to kiss me.

I kiss him back, my hands unable to stop roving over his slender and firm body. I kiss the soft hollow of his throat, then gently take his nipple into my mouth and bite on it gently. “Ah!” He yelps and squirms beneath me so deliciously, his hips jerking desperately for some sort of friction. I move down to his stomach and grab his hips, dipping my tongue into his cute belly button before finally moving down to nuzzle his erection. I hear him panting heavily as I take him into my mouth, his body quivering so deliciously.

“Ugh, no…” He pleads as the pleasure becomes too much, his hands coming up to fist my hair. “Sado…” The sound of my real name on those heavenly lips makes me throbbing and uncomfortable. I pull away and yank my shirt above my head and throw it to join the pile of Ichigo’s clothes. I unzip my own pants, fighting a groan as the pressure is finally relieved slightly on my own hard penis, already moist and slippery with pre-come. I look down to see my beloved staring up at me, his bottom lip caught in his teeth as he chews on it anxiously as he stares at my body.

“Ichigo…” I say softly, brushing my fingers against his abused lip and leaning down to kiss him again. Without warning I hooked my arms underneath his body and lifted him up, unmindful of my pants still on me sliding down slightly as I carry him into my bedroom. He yelps and clutches at me, glaring at me for not warning him.

“S…Sado!” He protests.

“Hmm…” I nuzzle his hair and kiss his temple, gently laying him on my futon as I take the opportunity to take off the last item of clothes. Before returning my attention to him a grab the bottle of lotion on my bedside table and toss it next to him. Not giving him another moment to think, I kiss him. Tracing the outline of his body I part his legs and stroke his creamy thighs. My heart thumped loudly as he shivered at my touch, his head turning shyly to the side at being so exposed.

I picked up the lotion again and squeezed some onto my fingers, going back in between his thighs and rubbing against his entrance.

“What are you-

I slipped a finger in and his hips bucked, squirming underneath me.

“Sado!” He yelped, his thighs clamping together with my hand still caught between them. “That hurts!”

“I know.” I kissed his trembling lips and parted his legs again, making sure to stroke his erection. “It will stop hurting.”

I added a second finger and he arched his back, mewling as his hands clenched at the sheets. “Sa-Sado!” He pleaded with eye filling with tears. “It //hurts//!”

I leaned down and kissed him, still pumping his erection as I carefully spread my fingers apart and moved them around. He pulled away from the kiss and turned his head to the side, panting for breath as I continued to finger him. His hips jerked sporadically as I rubbed against his nub, his back curving to seek more pleasure.

“Wh-what?” He questioned, eyes wide and still red from tears. I pressed against it again and his eyes clenched shut. “Again!” He cried, then whined as I slipped them from his clenching body.

“I’ll hit it again.” I assured him, moving in between his spread legs and pouring some cold lotion onto my hard penis, shivering as I slathered my self sufficiently. I could feel your eyes taking me in, wondering what you were thinking. I am remarkably bigger than you physically, both in my body and appendages. There is a hint of fear in your eyes that I want to dispel, but we both know that it will hurt initially.

Regardless, I am quick to kiss you, gripping your hips to turn you onto your stomach. You fight the movement though. “What are you doing?” He asked in confusion, body still tight with tension.

“It will hurt less if you are on your stomach.” I am no good with words, and I wonder if I am making you even more afraid.

“I want to see you.” He mutters, his blush going all the way down his chest in embarrassment. I am pleased with his proclamation and kiss him again. Locking our lips together and plundering his mouth with my tongue, leaving no room of doubt in his mind of my want for him.

I lined myself up ass we kissed, pressing the head of my erection into your tight body and soaring into pleasure as you envelope me. Your hands dig into my chest, leaving frantic claw marks as your body tried to reject me. “I love you.” I murmur in your ear soothingly, wishing I didn’t cause you so much pain.

I don’t stop until I am fully inside of him, and he is sobbing into my chest. “Ow…” He whimpered with a grimace.

“It will get better.” I have to hold myself back from thrusting in and out of him. I desire him so much it’s painful to hold still, I need to move. I pull back slightly and rock back in, grinding our hips together as his body adjusts to me.

“Ngh…” He is still caught in the pain, shifting around to try and find comfort, but his body has relaxed some so I pull all the way out and push back in sharply. “Agh!” He yelps, body spasming. I grip his legs and push them up so I have better access and begin to pound into him. Now he’s covering his mouth to stifle his cries and I gently nuzzle his neck, brushing my teeth lightly along his pulse. His body clenches as I hit his prostate and a strangled scream escapes his lips.

“Ichigo…” I can’t stop saying his name, it comes out from within me again and again. “Ichigo…Ichigo…” I’m thrusting even harder now that I know he is enjoying it too. My hips pistoning in a way I know will be painful to him come morning. But I don’t care. I am finally inside of him and he is holding onto me desperately, pleading for more, begging me to go harder. I can’t help but comply with is requests.

His body clenches around me and white splatters his stomach, I quickly follow behind him, spilling myself into him and claiming him as my own. His body is shivering now and his orange hair damp with sweat. I stay inside of him and turn us both so we are on our sides, pulling the comforter up to warm our rapidly cooling bodies. He leans his head against my strong shoulder and breathes deeply.

“Are you okay?” I ask, almost hesitantly.

“I’m a little…” He winces and shifts his body, making me slip a little bit more out of him but not completely. “A little uncomfortable.”

I say nothing and remain inside of him, pulling him closer and rubbing his back with my large hands in an attempt to ease the ache. I like being inside of him. It’s a closeness that assures me of his returned affections. “I love you.” I say lowly, my lips brushing against his temple. “So much…” Words fail me and instead I move my hips so my member is all the way inside of him again. His breath hitches, but I don’t do anything else. I just hold him.

“I love you too, Sado.” He says back and curls into my chest. I am sure he could hear how hard my heart was beating as he said that. Oh, Ichigo.

I want you.

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So that was my first Chad Ichigo pairing, how did you like it?