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Perfection 7 (Yumi/Hana)
Title: Perfection
Subtitle: Healing Perfection
Fandom: Bleach
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Pairing Number: 7
Pairing: Yumichika/Hana
Category: Shonen-Ai and Smut
Word count: 1,276
AN: One more left! I hope you guys are happy. I will finish the last chapter and then start working on my transformers. I’ll warn when I do. That will happen after next week. So you have…somewhere around 2 weeks to wait for that set. After that set, I’m thinking CSI. While I work on my other stories. Which are many.
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It was the feeling of small, smooth hands moving over his skin, healing wounds as they went. He knew those smalls hands, knew them well from past times in the 4th and now here, in the healing wing of Los Noches. It was the prod of a finger that finally made Yumi open his eyes, looking up at big doe eyes. Smiling he sighed at the feeling of reitsu that stoked over the last of his wounds.
“Welcome back to the world of the conscious,” Hanatarou chirped softly, drawing a laft from Yumichika.
“Why thank you,” Yumi huffed, sitting up with a bit of help from the small medic. “So, how long was I out this time?” he asked, shoving a bit of hair out of his face, looking curious.
“About two days, as long as it’s taken me to get your wounds completely healed, was the reply, making the beauty obsessed male groan.
“Please tell me someone has washed my hair properly, much less the rest of me,” Yumi moaned, getting a pat on the head as he covered his face with one hand.
“Don’t worry, Yumichika-san, I made sure your hair was well taken cared off,” Hanatarou told him, pulling a bit of the dark purple hair forward to show him. “No reason to let your hair get grungy. On top of that, you did have a slight head wound. Meant you didn’t get an infection,” he continued with a smile.
“Good,” Yumi huffed, reaching out and snagging the small male, puling him down onto the bed and stroking over the lean back. “Did you keep me warm to?” he asked as Hanatrou curled up against the pretty man.
“Yes. You would fuss if I didn’t,” Hana huffed as he relaxed against his lover. The small medic had been surprised the first time Yumi had pounced him and then fucked him hard enough to leave him unable to walk properly the next day. Hell he hadn’t walked at all, instead, controlling what was going on from his couch as Yumi hovered near by.
He had loved every single moment of it and continued to do so as their relationship continued to grow over their time together. Which was quite a bit since Yumi had asked to be placed near Hana and those who did not really fight in an effort to protect them. He ended up working quiet a bit with healers and was now considered a full fledged field medic when they needed him. Hanatarou was ecstatic about that fact and smug that Kenpachi had lost one of his own to the art of healing, which Yumi had discovered was much harder then he had thought.
He was amazed as just how hard you had to be to deal with that much blood, death and loss while still being gently and soft to sooth the ones under their care. On top of that, they had to have perfect control over their reitsu. One misplaced bit of energy could make the wound that much worse. Yumi was truly amazed by his little healer lover and so very possessive of the smaller male.
All of Hanas ex-lovers would soon know not to touch his tiny medic. Gin already knew after ending up on the wrong side of Yumis shika, while Hana had giggled softly at the possessive streak. Aizen had smiled at them and told Yumi to watch the streak when it came to his allies. Of course, the over lord had said nothing about their enemies.
Yumi still had a list of exs to go through while smiling smugly at them.
Looking down at Hanatarou, Yumi purred quietly as the others slim hand slid under his sleeping kimono, sliding his fingers over a nipple. Letting his little one do as he wished, the pretty man groaned occasionally as the hand found his hot spots easily.
“Having fun?” he asked as Hanas teasing fingers moved over his stomach, pushing aside his sleeping kimono to get at more skin.
“Well, we are in our personal quarters. Might as well make use of that fact,” the smaller of the two teased, a finger circling Yumis navel. Looking around, Yumichika finally noticed that they were indeed in their own room, the cloth paneled room greeting him warmly. Smirking, Yumi arched into the hant htat sleipped down to stroke lightly over his prick. “Cock tease,” he growled, one hand moving down to cup his lovers ass, squeezing the firmness with a smug smile.
“Only a tease if I don’t follow through,” Hana cooed, proving his point by wrapping his hand around his mates prick and gently squeezing it in return. He let his fingers go slack as Yumi hardened completely.
“So, you’re gonna follow through how?” Hana moaned at the lust and promise in the words, sliding out of bed to strip out of his clothing. Yumi smugly wiggled out of his night clothes, dropping them on the floor as he watched Hanatarou wiggle out of the semi tight clothing that had been designed for him. Licking his lips, he watched pale skin stretched over tight muscle come into view as articles of clothing dropped to the floor.
Laying back onto the bed, finding that it still annoyed the wounds that weren’t there anymore, Yumi licked his lips again as Hana climbed onto the bed and bent over his hips. The small medic hummed happily as he flicked his tongue out, tasting his lover for the first time in nearly three days. Opening his mouth, he slid it over the head of Yumichikas cock, purring in bliss as he started to slide lower over the length.
Moving his head, Hana took as much as he could of Yumichika wiggling his tongue as a small hand stroked what he couldn’t fit into his mouth. The pretty male moaned and growled quietly, eyes glued to Hanas sweet mouth, one hand holding longish hair out of the others face. Whining as his tiny lover pulled off, licking his lips, Yumi growled lowly, watching as the small medic poured some oil over his throbbing prick. He knew what was going to happen and looked forward to it. Wiggling lightly, he watched as his lover maneuvered his lithe body to settle over his hips, before moving back enough to guide Yumi to his entrance.
Smirking down at Yumi, Hanatarou pressed back, moaning happily as he was stretched open again. He had played around with his toys a few times over the last two days and was glad he had done so as he settled down all the way. Sighing quietly, the small male rolled his hips a few times, waiting for the burn to go away as Yumichika grabbed onto his hips with a low powered glare. Smirking the small of the two started to move up and down over the older man, soft moans escaping with each thrust, Yumichika rising up to meet him.
Soon they were moving smoothly together. Hana would pull up before dropping down again as Yumichika pressed upwards, making his lover bounce upwards. It wasn’t long before the tiny males sounds of pleasure choked off, his body tightening around his mates as he spilled white over Yumis hand that had migrated to stroke the bouncing cock. Groaning as he followed the beauty obsessed male collapsed back, flopping with a sigh of pleasure, eyes dark with bliss. Hanatarou slowly pulled off and dropped down next to the other man, curling close as Yumis arm wrapped around his waist.
“Now…that is what’s needed as medicine,” Yumi purred, making Hanatarou laugh as they settled down to relax and enjoy their after glow.
Subtitle: Healing Perfection
Fandom: Bleach
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Pairing Number: 7
Pairing: Yumichika/Hana
Category: Shonen-Ai and Smut
Word count: 1,276
AN: One more left! I hope you guys are happy. I will finish the last chapter and then start working on my transformers. I’ll warn when I do. That will happen after next week. So you have…somewhere around 2 weeks to wait for that set. After that set, I’m thinking CSI. While I work on my other stories. Which are many.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was the feeling of small, smooth hands moving over his skin, healing wounds as they went. He knew those smalls hands, knew them well from past times in the 4th and now here, in the healing wing of Los Noches. It was the prod of a finger that finally made Yumi open his eyes, looking up at big doe eyes. Smiling he sighed at the feeling of reitsu that stoked over the last of his wounds.
“Welcome back to the world of the conscious,” Hanatarou chirped softly, drawing a laft from Yumichika.
“Why thank you,” Yumi huffed, sitting up with a bit of help from the small medic. “So, how long was I out this time?” he asked, shoving a bit of hair out of his face, looking curious.
“About two days, as long as it’s taken me to get your wounds completely healed, was the reply, making the beauty obsessed male groan.
“Please tell me someone has washed my hair properly, much less the rest of me,” Yumi moaned, getting a pat on the head as he covered his face with one hand.
“Don’t worry, Yumichika-san, I made sure your hair was well taken cared off,” Hanatarou told him, pulling a bit of the dark purple hair forward to show him. “No reason to let your hair get grungy. On top of that, you did have a slight head wound. Meant you didn’t get an infection,” he continued with a smile.
“Good,” Yumi huffed, reaching out and snagging the small male, puling him down onto the bed and stroking over the lean back. “Did you keep me warm to?” he asked as Hanatrou curled up against the pretty man.
“Yes. You would fuss if I didn’t,” Hana huffed as he relaxed against his lover. The small medic had been surprised the first time Yumi had pounced him and then fucked him hard enough to leave him unable to walk properly the next day. Hell he hadn’t walked at all, instead, controlling what was going on from his couch as Yumi hovered near by.
He had loved every single moment of it and continued to do so as their relationship continued to grow over their time together. Which was quite a bit since Yumi had asked to be placed near Hana and those who did not really fight in an effort to protect them. He ended up working quiet a bit with healers and was now considered a full fledged field medic when they needed him. Hanatarou was ecstatic about that fact and smug that Kenpachi had lost one of his own to the art of healing, which Yumi had discovered was much harder then he had thought.
He was amazed as just how hard you had to be to deal with that much blood, death and loss while still being gently and soft to sooth the ones under their care. On top of that, they had to have perfect control over their reitsu. One misplaced bit of energy could make the wound that much worse. Yumi was truly amazed by his little healer lover and so very possessive of the smaller male.
All of Hanas ex-lovers would soon know not to touch his tiny medic. Gin already knew after ending up on the wrong side of Yumis shika, while Hana had giggled softly at the possessive streak. Aizen had smiled at them and told Yumi to watch the streak when it came to his allies. Of course, the over lord had said nothing about their enemies.
Yumi still had a list of exs to go through while smiling smugly at them.
Looking down at Hanatarou, Yumi purred quietly as the others slim hand slid under his sleeping kimono, sliding his fingers over a nipple. Letting his little one do as he wished, the pretty man groaned occasionally as the hand found his hot spots easily.
“Having fun?” he asked as Hanas teasing fingers moved over his stomach, pushing aside his sleeping kimono to get at more skin.
“Well, we are in our personal quarters. Might as well make use of that fact,” the smaller of the two teased, a finger circling Yumis navel. Looking around, Yumichika finally noticed that they were indeed in their own room, the cloth paneled room greeting him warmly. Smirking, Yumi arched into the hant htat sleipped down to stroke lightly over his prick. “Cock tease,” he growled, one hand moving down to cup his lovers ass, squeezing the firmness with a smug smile.
“Only a tease if I don’t follow through,” Hana cooed, proving his point by wrapping his hand around his mates prick and gently squeezing it in return. He let his fingers go slack as Yumi hardened completely.
“So, you’re gonna follow through how?” Hana moaned at the lust and promise in the words, sliding out of bed to strip out of his clothing. Yumi smugly wiggled out of his night clothes, dropping them on the floor as he watched Hanatarou wiggle out of the semi tight clothing that had been designed for him. Licking his lips, he watched pale skin stretched over tight muscle come into view as articles of clothing dropped to the floor.
Laying back onto the bed, finding that it still annoyed the wounds that weren’t there anymore, Yumi licked his lips again as Hana climbed onto the bed and bent over his hips. The small medic hummed happily as he flicked his tongue out, tasting his lover for the first time in nearly three days. Opening his mouth, he slid it over the head of Yumichikas cock, purring in bliss as he started to slide lower over the length.
Moving his head, Hana took as much as he could of Yumichika wiggling his tongue as a small hand stroked what he couldn’t fit into his mouth. The pretty male moaned and growled quietly, eyes glued to Hanas sweet mouth, one hand holding longish hair out of the others face. Whining as his tiny lover pulled off, licking his lips, Yumi growled lowly, watching as the small medic poured some oil over his throbbing prick. He knew what was going to happen and looked forward to it. Wiggling lightly, he watched as his lover maneuvered his lithe body to settle over his hips, before moving back enough to guide Yumi to his entrance.
Smirking down at Yumi, Hanatarou pressed back, moaning happily as he was stretched open again. He had played around with his toys a few times over the last two days and was glad he had done so as he settled down all the way. Sighing quietly, the small male rolled his hips a few times, waiting for the burn to go away as Yumichika grabbed onto his hips with a low powered glare. Smirking the small of the two started to move up and down over the older man, soft moans escaping with each thrust, Yumichika rising up to meet him.
Soon they were moving smoothly together. Hana would pull up before dropping down again as Yumichika pressed upwards, making his lover bounce upwards. It wasn’t long before the tiny males sounds of pleasure choked off, his body tightening around his mates as he spilled white over Yumis hand that had migrated to stroke the bouncing cock. Groaning as he followed the beauty obsessed male collapsed back, flopping with a sigh of pleasure, eyes dark with bliss. Hanatarou slowly pulled off and dropped down next to the other man, curling close as Yumis arm wrapped around his waist.
“Now…that is what’s needed as medicine,” Yumi purred, making Hanatarou laugh as they settled down to relax and enjoy their after glow.