Tales of a Broken Society
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Perfection 2 (Nova/Ichigo)
Title: Perfection
Subtitle: Subtle Perfection
Fandom: Bleach
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Pairing Number: 2
Pairing: Nova/Ichigo
Category: Shonen-ai, Smut
Word count: 1,258
Requested by: OfMagicalEssence
AN: And…another one down! Yay! And all this while I am drugged out of my mind. So…enjoy the crack.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tapping his pen on the paper before him, eyes staring outside as he thought, Ichigo frowned to himself. Three days and they would all soon be in Hueco Mundo fighting against people they had thought of as Allies. It was strange to think about, kinda scary if he was truthful to himself. But then again, betraying Soul Society also seemed really, really easy to do, especially after hearing his fathers story.
Sighing and dropping his pen down, the strawberry red head stood up and moved to his door. Walking downstairs, he tried not to shiver at the empty feeling of the house. His father and sisters had left nearly a week ago on a supposed vacation, but were rather going into hiding. They wanted to stay out of the things but they were still in the line of fire, so running was good. It still left him alone, occasionally being visited by Nova or Urahara.
Looking to the living room, he took in the empty frames and books that were blank before heading into the kitchen. Pulling down a tea pot, he set about making some fresh tea, humming softly to himself, not reacting when the door opened and closed.
“Hello, Ichigo-kun,” Nova greeted, removing his jacket and hoody. He was pretty, very sweetly looking, like many of Uraharas creations, but there was a big difference between Nova and other mod souls.
His sex drive was much fiercer, which meant that he used the time at Ichigos home when they were alone to release a bit of tension. Ichigo really didn’t mind but was curious about sex and anything to do with it.
“Hello, Nova-kun. Tea?” Ichigo replied as he pulled out two cups, holding them with a raised eyebrow.
“Please,” the long haired male replied, nodding his head as he sat down a chair at the table. Ichigo nodded and served the tea to his companion. Sitting down next to the other, Ichigo stirred a bit of sugar into his tea, eyeing his friend.
“Urahara going crazy getting ready to go again?” he asked after Nova had made his tea. Smiling a the groan, he shook his head. “I’ll take that as a yes. What is he doing this time?”
“His lab. He wants to make sure that it’ll live through the traveling and I don’t want to be around that many chemicals,” Nova snorted, sipping at his tea a few times. “What about you? Aren’t y ou supposed to be writing your goodbye note?”
“More like a go-fuck-yourself note. But yes, I’m supposed to be. I have a few other things to think about so they’re distracting me quiet well,” Ichigo drawled, his head dropping onto the table before him. Nova reached out and gently stroked his head, getting a dark look.
“What has you up in a tizzy? If I didn’t know better, I would say that your crush went sexual,” Nova drawled, watching Ichigos movements pause at that. “It did?”
“Yeah, it did,” Ichigo moaned softly. Nova sighed and stroked a hand through the shofr thair again, trying to offer some comfort to the other. “I don’t know why or how, but id did. I suppose it was watching Kensai move all those family heirlooms for me without tasking for anything beyond lunch and water. But it’s more than just a want for sex. I think I might actually love him,” the shinigami whimpers.
“How did that happen?” Nova asked, surprise coloring his voice. He had not expected that, but he supposed he should have. After all, he loved Urahara. Sighing quietly, Nova watched Ichigo stir his tea listlessly.
“I don’t know. I remember reading that book on souls that Gin-san got me and that I was on pregnancies, trying to absorb that I could get knocked up if I’m not careful,” Ichigo started, looking over to Nova. “He was moving my families baby crib down and kinda stroking the pieces with this look on his face, almost as if he was jealous or wanting.”
“Kinda surprised you did it?” Nova asked, already knowing the answer. Ichigo nodded as he sighed once more. Nova could sympathize with the other male. Reaching out, he moved his fingers through the soft hair again, trying to sooth him gently.
“And you know what the kicker is? All of my fantasies that I have are all based on what I’ve read and nothing more,” Ichigo whimpered. Nova choked on his air, staring at the top of Ichigos head, beyond surprised.
“You mean you’ve never had any kind of sexual experience outside of porn?” the red head squeaked.
“The only porn I’ve seen is the stuff that my dad has give me and it was all het,” Ichigo maned.
“What about experimentation?” the mod soul suggested, getting a snort.
“Very little time to do anything really. If I’m not hunting hollows, I’m going to school, dealing with friends and trying to get a bit of privacy from my family,” Ichigo sighed as he sat up straight again, eyes dark with thought. “Especially since the war started up, I haven’t been able to enjoy myself in any way.”
“Damn,” Nova sighed, putting his head onto his hand. Looking over at the young man, he raised an eyebrow having a feeling that he had something ask by the look on the lean face. “What is it, Ichigo-kun?”
“How old are you, Nova? I mean really,” Ichigo blurted out, blushing softly.
“Technically I am 420 years of age. I was made quiet a long time ago but wasn’t often put into a gigai due to us not being allowed to live. Total time in a gigai? I’m about 19 years of age,” Nova responded, smiling at the surprise on Ichigos face.
“Have you ever slept with anyone?” was the question followed by a blush.
“This person and that, yes,” Nova hummed, lips twitching. “All of our knowledge is programmed into us, and that includes sex.”
“Oh,” the younger male hummed, blushing at the leer he got from Nova.
“How about I show you what it’s all about? I promise not to take you,” he purred, watching Ichigo wiggle. Licking his lips, the red head nodded before squealing loudly as he was grabbed and laid out on the table. Looking up at Nova, he moaned as soft lips descended over his, a strong lean body pressing him back onto the table. Moaning again, the shinigami arched upwards into Nova, acting on a few ideas that came to the forefront of his mind. Wrapping his legs around his partners waist, he growled lowly at the feeling of Novas cock pressing against his, pulling a moan from the other as they started to rock together, kissing deeply.
Nova dominated the kiss easily, rolling and pressing his hips into Ichigos. He knew that neither of them would last very long, especially since Ichigo was a teen and he being rather needy, but he also knew that they had a few hours to go before worrying about anyone else popping up.
Pulling away as they panted and moaned, moving together, Nova growled as Ichigo groaned his name, the lean boyd pulling taunt as he went over the edge, Nova following after quickly.
Chuckling softly at the dazed look, the mod soul smirked down at Ichigo and caressed his cheek with the back of his hand.
“No falling asleep now. That was only frot, and clothed frot on top of that,” he purred.
“What’s next?” Ichigo replied, eyes flashing brightly in anticipation and from the leer he got.
Subtitle: Subtle Perfection
Fandom: Bleach
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Pairing Number: 2
Pairing: Nova/Ichigo
Category: Shonen-ai, Smut
Word count: 1,258
Requested by: OfMagicalEssence
AN: And…another one down! Yay! And all this while I am drugged out of my mind. So…enjoy the crack.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tapping his pen on the paper before him, eyes staring outside as he thought, Ichigo frowned to himself. Three days and they would all soon be in Hueco Mundo fighting against people they had thought of as Allies. It was strange to think about, kinda scary if he was truthful to himself. But then again, betraying Soul Society also seemed really, really easy to do, especially after hearing his fathers story.
Sighing and dropping his pen down, the strawberry red head stood up and moved to his door. Walking downstairs, he tried not to shiver at the empty feeling of the house. His father and sisters had left nearly a week ago on a supposed vacation, but were rather going into hiding. They wanted to stay out of the things but they were still in the line of fire, so running was good. It still left him alone, occasionally being visited by Nova or Urahara.
Looking to the living room, he took in the empty frames and books that were blank before heading into the kitchen. Pulling down a tea pot, he set about making some fresh tea, humming softly to himself, not reacting when the door opened and closed.
“Hello, Ichigo-kun,” Nova greeted, removing his jacket and hoody. He was pretty, very sweetly looking, like many of Uraharas creations, but there was a big difference between Nova and other mod souls.
His sex drive was much fiercer, which meant that he used the time at Ichigos home when they were alone to release a bit of tension. Ichigo really didn’t mind but was curious about sex and anything to do with it.
“Hello, Nova-kun. Tea?” Ichigo replied as he pulled out two cups, holding them with a raised eyebrow.
“Please,” the long haired male replied, nodding his head as he sat down a chair at the table. Ichigo nodded and served the tea to his companion. Sitting down next to the other, Ichigo stirred a bit of sugar into his tea, eyeing his friend.
“Urahara going crazy getting ready to go again?” he asked after Nova had made his tea. Smiling a the groan, he shook his head. “I’ll take that as a yes. What is he doing this time?”
“His lab. He wants to make sure that it’ll live through the traveling and I don’t want to be around that many chemicals,” Nova snorted, sipping at his tea a few times. “What about you? Aren’t y ou supposed to be writing your goodbye note?”
“More like a go-fuck-yourself note. But yes, I’m supposed to be. I have a few other things to think about so they’re distracting me quiet well,” Ichigo drawled, his head dropping onto the table before him. Nova reached out and gently stroked his head, getting a dark look.
“What has you up in a tizzy? If I didn’t know better, I would say that your crush went sexual,” Nova drawled, watching Ichigos movements pause at that. “It did?”
“Yeah, it did,” Ichigo moaned softly. Nova sighed and stroked a hand through the shofr thair again, trying to offer some comfort to the other. “I don’t know why or how, but id did. I suppose it was watching Kensai move all those family heirlooms for me without tasking for anything beyond lunch and water. But it’s more than just a want for sex. I think I might actually love him,” the shinigami whimpers.
“How did that happen?” Nova asked, surprise coloring his voice. He had not expected that, but he supposed he should have. After all, he loved Urahara. Sighing quietly, Nova watched Ichigo stir his tea listlessly.
“I don’t know. I remember reading that book on souls that Gin-san got me and that I was on pregnancies, trying to absorb that I could get knocked up if I’m not careful,” Ichigo started, looking over to Nova. “He was moving my families baby crib down and kinda stroking the pieces with this look on his face, almost as if he was jealous or wanting.”
“Kinda surprised you did it?” Nova asked, already knowing the answer. Ichigo nodded as he sighed once more. Nova could sympathize with the other male. Reaching out, he moved his fingers through the soft hair again, trying to sooth him gently.
“And you know what the kicker is? All of my fantasies that I have are all based on what I’ve read and nothing more,” Ichigo whimpered. Nova choked on his air, staring at the top of Ichigos head, beyond surprised.
“You mean you’ve never had any kind of sexual experience outside of porn?” the red head squeaked.
“The only porn I’ve seen is the stuff that my dad has give me and it was all het,” Ichigo maned.
“What about experimentation?” the mod soul suggested, getting a snort.
“Very little time to do anything really. If I’m not hunting hollows, I’m going to school, dealing with friends and trying to get a bit of privacy from my family,” Ichigo sighed as he sat up straight again, eyes dark with thought. “Especially since the war started up, I haven’t been able to enjoy myself in any way.”
“Damn,” Nova sighed, putting his head onto his hand. Looking over at the young man, he raised an eyebrow having a feeling that he had something ask by the look on the lean face. “What is it, Ichigo-kun?”
“How old are you, Nova? I mean really,” Ichigo blurted out, blushing softly.
“Technically I am 420 years of age. I was made quiet a long time ago but wasn’t often put into a gigai due to us not being allowed to live. Total time in a gigai? I’m about 19 years of age,” Nova responded, smiling at the surprise on Ichigos face.
“Have you ever slept with anyone?” was the question followed by a blush.
“This person and that, yes,” Nova hummed, lips twitching. “All of our knowledge is programmed into us, and that includes sex.”
“Oh,” the younger male hummed, blushing at the leer he got from Nova.
“How about I show you what it’s all about? I promise not to take you,” he purred, watching Ichigo wiggle. Licking his lips, the red head nodded before squealing loudly as he was grabbed and laid out on the table. Looking up at Nova, he moaned as soft lips descended over his, a strong lean body pressing him back onto the table. Moaning again, the shinigami arched upwards into Nova, acting on a few ideas that came to the forefront of his mind. Wrapping his legs around his partners waist, he growled lowly at the feeling of Novas cock pressing against his, pulling a moan from the other as they started to rock together, kissing deeply.
Nova dominated the kiss easily, rolling and pressing his hips into Ichigos. He knew that neither of them would last very long, especially since Ichigo was a teen and he being rather needy, but he also knew that they had a few hours to go before worrying about anyone else popping up.
Pulling away as they panted and moaned, moving together, Nova growled as Ichigo groaned his name, the lean boyd pulling taunt as he went over the edge, Nova following after quickly.
Chuckling softly at the dazed look, the mod soul smirked down at Ichigo and caressed his cheek with the back of his hand.
“No falling asleep now. That was only frot, and clothed frot on top of that,” he purred.
“What’s next?” Ichigo replied, eyes flashing brightly in anticipation and from the leer he got.