Like a Tiger Treading on the Flowers
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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47
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Valentine's Day AKA The End of the War
Summary: Just a little Valentine ficlet to show how much I care…about smut!!!
Valentine’s Day- AKA The End of the War
They really should have thought of it sooner…it was so simple looking back on it. When motivated, Kenpachi was an unstoppable killing machine. Hence the name ‘Kenpachi.’ Of course all they had to do was to get Kenpachi to desire killing Aizen. And the inspiration behind that want was none other than Kurosaki Ichigo.
Ichigo and Kenpachi had been going out for quite some time, but they had yet to do ‘it.’ As eager as they both were, real life got in the way. Like Orohime getting kidnapped and Ichigo rushing in to save her. Now normally Kenpachi was all for war, it fed that bloodthirsty side of him that craved to be quenched, but at the moment he had another need to fulfill. And Aizen was the cause of the interruption. Therefore, he had to die.
Now Ichigo was never much of a chocolate and flowers kind of guy, but never in his life time- or death time- did he expect to be presented with a heart shaped box and open it to discover a literal heart in it. A bloody, still-warm heart. When Kenpachi explained that it was Aizen’s with that adoring look in his eye, Ichigo just didn’t have in him to be angry about it.
Aizen’s death signaled the end of the war and sent the remained of the arrancar scattering. Or, in Stark’s case, lazily walking off and trying to find a good spot to nap. And with the end of the war came something both Ichigo and Kenpachi appreciated- time to have sex.
Kenpachi didn’t so much as coax Ichigo to bed, but rather threw him onto it and ripped his clothes off. There was a brief moment where both of them fought for the top, but Kenpachi quickly won and was rewarded with a moan from Ichigo. Quickly discarding his own clothes, Kenpachi licked and nipped his way down the substitute Shinigami’s body and lapped at his erection.
“Ah, Kenpachi!” Ichigo grabbed Kenpachi’s head and tried to push him down further but the captain just growled in response, making the vizard shiver at the vibration.
Pulling away for a second, Kenpachi grabbed the lube and hastily poured some onto his fingers before setting it aside. Returning to Ichigo’s erection, he rolled his tongue around the head as he prodded his fingers into Ichigo’s entrance. He didn’t waste anytime slipping two inside, holding back a snicker as Ichigo squirmed at the uncomfortable feeling.
“What’s so damn amusing?” Ichigo glared at Kenpachi as he tried to concentrate on the pleasure of having his cock sucked rather than the pain in his behind.
“Just thinking about how no matter how strong you are, it will always be my dick up your ass.”
“Fuck you!” Ichigo snarled and moved to sit up but was pleasantly distracted by Kenpachi rubbing his fingers against his prostate. “Ah!”
“You were saying?” Kenpachi grinned maliciously and repeated his actions.
“F-fuck…”
“Yeah, hold on.” And then the fingers were gone and Kenpachi was grabbing for the lube again, slathering it over his erection and tossing the tube to the side. “No excuses for stopping this time.” Kenpachi said warningly and moved so he was kneeling, turning Ichigo around and pulling the lithe body against his strong chest.
“Ngh, don’t stop…” Ichigo begged as Kenpachi lifted him up and lined his erection against that puckered hole. He pressed those hips down and slipped just the head in side, waiting patiently as Ichigo gave a little cry and tensed up.
“Mm, Ichigo, you’re so tight around me.” Kenpachi nuzzled the soft hair as he rocked his hips and eased in a little further.
“You-you’re just too big, you bastard!” Ichigo half whimpered, half yelled as he balled his hands into fists and tried to relax against the intruding pain.
“Is it too much for your little body?” The eleventh division captain teased as he slammed into Ichigo the rest of the way, balls deep.
Ichigo jerked and inhaled sharply, digging his nails into the back of Kenpachi’s hands as he rode out the ripping hurt. “Like you care…”
“Oh?” Kenpachi lifted Ichigo up again, clear off his dick and turned him so he was facing the larger man. Adjusting the orange-head once again over his erection, he smirked and pushed him back down. “Is that what you think Strawberry?”
“Ah!” Ichigo was almost too far gone to hear the last question. “Don’t. Call. Me. That.” He said through gritted teeth, burying his head against his lover’s shoulder as pleasure made itself known.
“You’re in no position to make demands.” Kenpachi kissed Ichigo, never stopping the movement of his hips as he held him close. “Strawberry.”
“F-fuck, harder Kenpachi!” Ichigo clung to the broad shoulders, lifting and rolling his hips in time with the other Shinigami’s thrusts.
“Slut.” Kenpachi purred teasingly as he complied. “Even as I’m splitting you open you beg for more.”
“If I’m a slut, what does that make you?” Ichigo shot back, still riding Kenpachi’s big cock with enthusiasm.
“Your master.” Kenpachi wrapped a hand around Ichigo’s erection and gripped it until it almost hurt.
“Ha! Like hell you are.” Ichigo twitched and shuttered, unable to stop his shivering as milky white fluid shot all over his stomach.
“And you’re my bitch.” The captain grinned and thrust even harder into that quivering body. “My beautiful bitch.”
“Unnn, Kenpachi, hurry up at finish.” Ichigo complained as Kenpachi continued to thrust in and out of Ichigo’s spent body. “I’m getting sore.”
“Demanding bitch.” Kenpachi corrected himself, shoving Ichigo onto his back and picking up his pace until his uke was yelping and he was pushed over the edge.
Ichigo made little groaning noise as he was pinned under Kenpachi’s weight but he was ignored. “Kenpachi~!” Ichigo whined. “You’re heavy and my ass is really sore.”
Kenpachi reluctantly rolled off and shifted Ichigo around until they were spooning. “Love you Kenpachi.” Ichigo mumbled.
“Love you too.”
There was a short pause before Ichigo spoke again. “If you ever call me slut, bitch or Strawberry again I’m telling my dad.”
Short silence.
“Sorry.”
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Hey, I’m looking for a beta if anyone is interested, for just this collection or my other Bleach stories as well. My email is on my profile for anybody who wants to, thank you!!!
Valentine’s Day- AKA The End of the War
They really should have thought of it sooner…it was so simple looking back on it. When motivated, Kenpachi was an unstoppable killing machine. Hence the name ‘Kenpachi.’ Of course all they had to do was to get Kenpachi to desire killing Aizen. And the inspiration behind that want was none other than Kurosaki Ichigo.
Ichigo and Kenpachi had been going out for quite some time, but they had yet to do ‘it.’ As eager as they both were, real life got in the way. Like Orohime getting kidnapped and Ichigo rushing in to save her. Now normally Kenpachi was all for war, it fed that bloodthirsty side of him that craved to be quenched, but at the moment he had another need to fulfill. And Aizen was the cause of the interruption. Therefore, he had to die.
Now Ichigo was never much of a chocolate and flowers kind of guy, but never in his life time- or death time- did he expect to be presented with a heart shaped box and open it to discover a literal heart in it. A bloody, still-warm heart. When Kenpachi explained that it was Aizen’s with that adoring look in his eye, Ichigo just didn’t have in him to be angry about it.
Aizen’s death signaled the end of the war and sent the remained of the arrancar scattering. Or, in Stark’s case, lazily walking off and trying to find a good spot to nap. And with the end of the war came something both Ichigo and Kenpachi appreciated- time to have sex.
Kenpachi didn’t so much as coax Ichigo to bed, but rather threw him onto it and ripped his clothes off. There was a brief moment where both of them fought for the top, but Kenpachi quickly won and was rewarded with a moan from Ichigo. Quickly discarding his own clothes, Kenpachi licked and nipped his way down the substitute Shinigami’s body and lapped at his erection.
“Ah, Kenpachi!” Ichigo grabbed Kenpachi’s head and tried to push him down further but the captain just growled in response, making the vizard shiver at the vibration.
Pulling away for a second, Kenpachi grabbed the lube and hastily poured some onto his fingers before setting it aside. Returning to Ichigo’s erection, he rolled his tongue around the head as he prodded his fingers into Ichigo’s entrance. He didn’t waste anytime slipping two inside, holding back a snicker as Ichigo squirmed at the uncomfortable feeling.
“What’s so damn amusing?” Ichigo glared at Kenpachi as he tried to concentrate on the pleasure of having his cock sucked rather than the pain in his behind.
“Just thinking about how no matter how strong you are, it will always be my dick up your ass.”
“Fuck you!” Ichigo snarled and moved to sit up but was pleasantly distracted by Kenpachi rubbing his fingers against his prostate. “Ah!”
“You were saying?” Kenpachi grinned maliciously and repeated his actions.
“F-fuck…”
“Yeah, hold on.” And then the fingers were gone and Kenpachi was grabbing for the lube again, slathering it over his erection and tossing the tube to the side. “No excuses for stopping this time.” Kenpachi said warningly and moved so he was kneeling, turning Ichigo around and pulling the lithe body against his strong chest.
“Ngh, don’t stop…” Ichigo begged as Kenpachi lifted him up and lined his erection against that puckered hole. He pressed those hips down and slipped just the head in side, waiting patiently as Ichigo gave a little cry and tensed up.
“Mm, Ichigo, you’re so tight around me.” Kenpachi nuzzled the soft hair as he rocked his hips and eased in a little further.
“You-you’re just too big, you bastard!” Ichigo half whimpered, half yelled as he balled his hands into fists and tried to relax against the intruding pain.
“Is it too much for your little body?” The eleventh division captain teased as he slammed into Ichigo the rest of the way, balls deep.
Ichigo jerked and inhaled sharply, digging his nails into the back of Kenpachi’s hands as he rode out the ripping hurt. “Like you care…”
“Oh?” Kenpachi lifted Ichigo up again, clear off his dick and turned him so he was facing the larger man. Adjusting the orange-head once again over his erection, he smirked and pushed him back down. “Is that what you think Strawberry?”
“Ah!” Ichigo was almost too far gone to hear the last question. “Don’t. Call. Me. That.” He said through gritted teeth, burying his head against his lover’s shoulder as pleasure made itself known.
“You’re in no position to make demands.” Kenpachi kissed Ichigo, never stopping the movement of his hips as he held him close. “Strawberry.”
“F-fuck, harder Kenpachi!” Ichigo clung to the broad shoulders, lifting and rolling his hips in time with the other Shinigami’s thrusts.
“Slut.” Kenpachi purred teasingly as he complied. “Even as I’m splitting you open you beg for more.”
“If I’m a slut, what does that make you?” Ichigo shot back, still riding Kenpachi’s big cock with enthusiasm.
“Your master.” Kenpachi wrapped a hand around Ichigo’s erection and gripped it until it almost hurt.
“Ha! Like hell you are.” Ichigo twitched and shuttered, unable to stop his shivering as milky white fluid shot all over his stomach.
“And you’re my bitch.” The captain grinned and thrust even harder into that quivering body. “My beautiful bitch.”
“Unnn, Kenpachi, hurry up at finish.” Ichigo complained as Kenpachi continued to thrust in and out of Ichigo’s spent body. “I’m getting sore.”
“Demanding bitch.” Kenpachi corrected himself, shoving Ichigo onto his back and picking up his pace until his uke was yelping and he was pushed over the edge.
Ichigo made little groaning noise as he was pinned under Kenpachi’s weight but he was ignored. “Kenpachi~!” Ichigo whined. “You’re heavy and my ass is really sore.”
Kenpachi reluctantly rolled off and shifted Ichigo around until they were spooning. “Love you Kenpachi.” Ichigo mumbled.
“Love you too.”
There was a short pause before Ichigo spoke again. “If you ever call me slut, bitch or Strawberry again I’m telling my dad.”
Short silence.
“Sorry.”
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Hey, I’m looking for a beta if anyone is interested, for just this collection or my other Bleach stories as well. My email is on my profile for anybody who wants to, thank you!!!