Kenpachi and Ichigo
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,805
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Bleach, nor the characters. I do not profit from these stories
Bathhouse
Bathhouse
Everyone knew not to bother Kenpachi when he was taking a bath. The Division 11 bathhouse was always shut off from all when he was using it, and none in the unit ever dared to complain. The Captain always took his time too, but now it was a longer wait, and everyone knew why, but they never spoke of that either.
Ichigo shifted, straddled over Kenpachi's lap. Water lapped around his chest and steam rose, so thick that the whole room looked to be in a fog. He slide lower onto Kenpachi's stiff cock, digging his fingers into his shoulders, refusing to groan. The first entry always hurt when they fucked in the water, but sometimes the pain made the looming pleasure more intense. Kenpachi soaped up his hands and ran them over Ichigo's shoulders and chest.
"You're...washing me again?" Ichigo asked, gasping as he slid all the way over his arousal.
"You know I like feeling your muscles work while your riding my cock. Why are you asking again?" His hands kept up their lathering.
"Just to bug you." Ichigo bit on his lip and rolled his hips as he adjusted to his lover's girth.
"Let me hear you," Kenpachi said, hands softly going about their work. Ichigo bit his lip harder, narrowing his eyes. "Oh, you wanna play that again? You being shy cause the others will hear, or you just trying to piss me off?"
"Don't know. Take..a..guess," Ichigo panted.
"Mn." Kenpachi's fingers gripped both his erect nipples and twisted.
"FUCK!"
"Heh, they all hear you now, so get to it."
"Ahh!" He glared at his lover even as he moaned for him, hips moving faster. Water splashed over the side, soap bubbles going along with it that washed off his body.
"Why do you always fight when you know you're going to be moaning like a bitch before long anyway?"
"Bitch?" growled Ichigo, fucking his lover's cock harder, swaying over his lap. "I'm no bitch."
"Hell no, you just moan like one." Kenpachi groaned, hands gripping his waist to try slowing him down.
"Asshole." Ichigo's head fell back, hips jerking, a deeper moan echoing in the steamy bathhouse.
"Ah..fuck!" Kenpachi already felt his cock throbbing, his body sitting just right to bring him to a quick climax.
"Looks like another long wait for the bathhouse," Ikkaku said and looked at Yumichika. "They're competing again."
Yumichika sighed dramatically. "How am I supposed to get my skin beautiful when I have to wait hours for a bath?"
Everyone knew not to bother Kenpachi when he was taking a bath. The Division 11 bathhouse was always shut off from all when he was using it, and none in the unit ever dared to complain. The Captain always took his time too, but now it was a longer wait, and everyone knew why, but they never spoke of that either.
Ichigo shifted, straddled over Kenpachi's lap. Water lapped around his chest and steam rose, so thick that the whole room looked to be in a fog. He slide lower onto Kenpachi's stiff cock, digging his fingers into his shoulders, refusing to groan. The first entry always hurt when they fucked in the water, but sometimes the pain made the looming pleasure more intense. Kenpachi soaped up his hands and ran them over Ichigo's shoulders and chest.
"You're...washing me again?" Ichigo asked, gasping as he slid all the way over his arousal.
"You know I like feeling your muscles work while your riding my cock. Why are you asking again?" His hands kept up their lathering.
"Just to bug you." Ichigo bit on his lip and rolled his hips as he adjusted to his lover's girth.
"Let me hear you," Kenpachi said, hands softly going about their work. Ichigo bit his lip harder, narrowing his eyes. "Oh, you wanna play that again? You being shy cause the others will hear, or you just trying to piss me off?"
"Don't know. Take..a..guess," Ichigo panted.
"Mn." Kenpachi's fingers gripped both his erect nipples and twisted.
"FUCK!"
"Heh, they all hear you now, so get to it."
"Ahh!" He glared at his lover even as he moaned for him, hips moving faster. Water splashed over the side, soap bubbles going along with it that washed off his body.
"Why do you always fight when you know you're going to be moaning like a bitch before long anyway?"
"Bitch?" growled Ichigo, fucking his lover's cock harder, swaying over his lap. "I'm no bitch."
"Hell no, you just moan like one." Kenpachi groaned, hands gripping his waist to try slowing him down.
"Asshole." Ichigo's head fell back, hips jerking, a deeper moan echoing in the steamy bathhouse.
"Ah..fuck!" Kenpachi already felt his cock throbbing, his body sitting just right to bring him to a quick climax.
"Looks like another long wait for the bathhouse," Ikkaku said and looked at Yumichika. "They're competing again."
Yumichika sighed dramatically. "How am I supposed to get my skin beautiful when I have to wait hours for a bath?"