Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection
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KeigoIchi Drunken Night
Pairing: Keigo x Ichigo Pairing requested by lord kiras hand.
Summary: A cliché ‘I just woke up after a drunken night with my best friend and my ass hurts like a BITCH’ PWP. Enjoy!
Review Replies- MasterAkira: I wonder what the name of such a medical condition is that causes yaoi induced nose bleeds =D
Yakumo: Thanks! I don’t think I’ve seen a threesome with all of them either…
Lynzee: Thank you X3
Tiramisu: I’m glad that the double penetration wasn’t icky for you =)
Nusku: I wonder if you have the same condition MasterAkira brought up in the review above `-_-
Iffuts: I will definitely be writing more ShinjiIchigo, no worries!
Beta’d by KitsuneKiri- many thanks!
Ichigo Vs The Drunken Night
Ichigo didn’t want to wake up. He was comfortable and cozy in his sleep despite his revolting stomach and other pains that he had yet to identify. But try as he might to resist it, he slowly began to wake. His eyes fluttered open and he blinked a few times to try and make sense of the image before him.
Brown hair, pointed nose, and male.
Ichigo jerked back violently and then clenched his eyes shut and groaned when an aching pain jolted up his spine. His muffled curses woke the male next to him and a surprisingly serious hand began to stroke his back.
“Are you okay Ichigo?” The usually hyper-active man questioned curling an arm around Ichigo’s head and kissing his hair.
“Ugh, what happened last night?” Ichigo asked, still grimacing at the unexpected pain.
Keigo froze for a second and then pouted. “Awwwww, you don’t remember?”
“No…fuck, it feels like I bruised my tail bone or something…”
Keigo chuckled. “If you don’t remember I will have to remind you.”
“Uh, no…that’s okay…” Ichigo said nervously and tried to roll away despite his body’s protests but Keigo grabbed his legs and rolled them over so the brown haired man was sitting in between them with a mischievous grin. “I don’t think this is a good idea…”
-Ichigo and Keigo stumbled into the bedroom, laughing as they shed their clothes. Keigo eyed Ichigo appreciatively before tackling the other man onto the bed and laying sloppy kisses all over him.-
“Don’t worry Ichigo, it’s not like it’s something we haven’t done before.”
Somehow that didn’t reassure Ichigo.
-Ichigo moaned and turned his head, biting into the pillow as Keigo’s fingers explored a part of him that he had never thought could be pleasurable.-
Fractured memories made themselves known as Ichigo dug his nails into the sheets and tried to pretend that his friend giving him a blow job didn’t feel as good as it did. The fingers that were beginning to press inside of him pained him in a way that felt both like déjà vu and something so new and terrifying.
-Keigo was a very energetic person, and that didn’t change when he was drunk. If anything he was even more energetic. Right now Ichigo, like so many other times, was trying not to throttle the other man after he had repeatedly been told to slow down. In and out, in and out the friction and lack of lube heightened the sensation, making it the best and worst thing Ichigo had ever felt before. His legs were over Keigo’s shoulders and his ass felt like it was being turned into mince meat as he was pounded into over and over. But in his drunken state he didn’t give a fuck how much it hurt, it just turned him on more as he moaned and writhed and clenched around the invader.-
The orange haired man gasped as Keigo guided the head of his erection to Ichigo’s entrance, the lube from the condom easing the way slightly as he pushed forward. Ichigo groaned and his toes curled. Despite how much he tried to ignore what he was feeling and trying to convince himself it was just because he wanted to remember, he felt every thing. It felt good despite the reawaken soreness and sharp pain.
-“Keigo!” Ichigo screamed as he clawed at the other man’s back, arching his back and begging for release.
“Fuck Ichi, you’re too beautiful for me…” Keigo whispered almost reverently and stroked Ichigo’s cheek.
“Sh-shut up and finish it!” Ichigo demanded, squirming at the uncomfortable feeling of his aching balls and cock. Keigo laughed and jerked Ichigo off, reaching his own release a few moments before Ichigo spasmed around his leaking cock, milking his sensitive organ.
“I love you…” Keigo whispered to Ichigo who was already falling asleep.-
The orange haired man lifted and lowered his body quickly, experimenting with different angles until he finally settled for bracing his hands on Keigo’s raised knees and arching his back. Keigo stared up at him, running his hands over the sweating body above him worshipfully. Ichigo jerked as those fingers reached his nipples, tweaking them slightly.
“Ah!” Ichigo squirmed and tried to bat them away but every time he did so Keigo would take advantage of his distracted hands and thrust up into him uncontrollably.
“Nooo…stop that!” Ichigo demanded, panting harshly as he leaned over the other man with his hands gripping the sheets. This position gave him even more pleasure than he remembered from the night before because he controlled the pace and exactly where Keigo hit. But the brown haired man kept getting impatient with the pace and trying to speed it along despite Ichigo’s protests.
“Fuck, I love you Ichigo!” Keigo shouted, grabbing Ichigo’s hips and making him move faster. “I love you!”
“Shut up.” Ichigo snarled, covering Keigo’s mouth with both of his hands and concentrating on getting to his climax. Keigo’s reply was muffled but it made Ichigo chuckle. He tightened around Keigo even more and the increased pressure against his prostate made Ichigo spasm, shivering and crying out as he came. He fell limp over Keigo who took advantage of his weakened state to move in and out of him with sharp jerks before he too was coming, murmuring Ichigo’s name.
Ichigo was ready to go back to sleep now. Keigo seemed to agree because he was cuddling close and dragging Ichigo so his head rested against the brunette man’s chest. He was too tired to protest.
“I hope you forget this so I can remind you again.” Keigo chirped happily. Ichigo privately agreed although he wondered if his ass could handle that.
LINE
What do you think? I know a weird pairing, but I thought that a ‘drunken night’ fit these two perfectly.
Summary: A cliché ‘I just woke up after a drunken night with my best friend and my ass hurts like a BITCH’ PWP. Enjoy!
Review Replies- MasterAkira: I wonder what the name of such a medical condition is that causes yaoi induced nose bleeds =D
Yakumo: Thanks! I don’t think I’ve seen a threesome with all of them either…
Lynzee: Thank you X3
Tiramisu: I’m glad that the double penetration wasn’t icky for you =)
Nusku: I wonder if you have the same condition MasterAkira brought up in the review above `-_-
Iffuts: I will definitely be writing more ShinjiIchigo, no worries!
Beta’d by KitsuneKiri- many thanks!
Ichigo Vs The Drunken Night
Ichigo didn’t want to wake up. He was comfortable and cozy in his sleep despite his revolting stomach and other pains that he had yet to identify. But try as he might to resist it, he slowly began to wake. His eyes fluttered open and he blinked a few times to try and make sense of the image before him.
Brown hair, pointed nose, and male.
Ichigo jerked back violently and then clenched his eyes shut and groaned when an aching pain jolted up his spine. His muffled curses woke the male next to him and a surprisingly serious hand began to stroke his back.
“Are you okay Ichigo?” The usually hyper-active man questioned curling an arm around Ichigo’s head and kissing his hair.
“Ugh, what happened last night?” Ichigo asked, still grimacing at the unexpected pain.
Keigo froze for a second and then pouted. “Awwwww, you don’t remember?”
“No…fuck, it feels like I bruised my tail bone or something…”
Keigo chuckled. “If you don’t remember I will have to remind you.”
“Uh, no…that’s okay…” Ichigo said nervously and tried to roll away despite his body’s protests but Keigo grabbed his legs and rolled them over so the brown haired man was sitting in between them with a mischievous grin. “I don’t think this is a good idea…”
-Ichigo and Keigo stumbled into the bedroom, laughing as they shed their clothes. Keigo eyed Ichigo appreciatively before tackling the other man onto the bed and laying sloppy kisses all over him.-
“Don’t worry Ichigo, it’s not like it’s something we haven’t done before.”
Somehow that didn’t reassure Ichigo.
-Ichigo moaned and turned his head, biting into the pillow as Keigo’s fingers explored a part of him that he had never thought could be pleasurable.-
Fractured memories made themselves known as Ichigo dug his nails into the sheets and tried to pretend that his friend giving him a blow job didn’t feel as good as it did. The fingers that were beginning to press inside of him pained him in a way that felt both like déjà vu and something so new and terrifying.
-Keigo was a very energetic person, and that didn’t change when he was drunk. If anything he was even more energetic. Right now Ichigo, like so many other times, was trying not to throttle the other man after he had repeatedly been told to slow down. In and out, in and out the friction and lack of lube heightened the sensation, making it the best and worst thing Ichigo had ever felt before. His legs were over Keigo’s shoulders and his ass felt like it was being turned into mince meat as he was pounded into over and over. But in his drunken state he didn’t give a fuck how much it hurt, it just turned him on more as he moaned and writhed and clenched around the invader.-
The orange haired man gasped as Keigo guided the head of his erection to Ichigo’s entrance, the lube from the condom easing the way slightly as he pushed forward. Ichigo groaned and his toes curled. Despite how much he tried to ignore what he was feeling and trying to convince himself it was just because he wanted to remember, he felt every thing. It felt good despite the reawaken soreness and sharp pain.
-“Keigo!” Ichigo screamed as he clawed at the other man’s back, arching his back and begging for release.
“Fuck Ichi, you’re too beautiful for me…” Keigo whispered almost reverently and stroked Ichigo’s cheek.
“Sh-shut up and finish it!” Ichigo demanded, squirming at the uncomfortable feeling of his aching balls and cock. Keigo laughed and jerked Ichigo off, reaching his own release a few moments before Ichigo spasmed around his leaking cock, milking his sensitive organ.
“I love you…” Keigo whispered to Ichigo who was already falling asleep.-
The orange haired man lifted and lowered his body quickly, experimenting with different angles until he finally settled for bracing his hands on Keigo’s raised knees and arching his back. Keigo stared up at him, running his hands over the sweating body above him worshipfully. Ichigo jerked as those fingers reached his nipples, tweaking them slightly.
“Ah!” Ichigo squirmed and tried to bat them away but every time he did so Keigo would take advantage of his distracted hands and thrust up into him uncontrollably.
“Nooo…stop that!” Ichigo demanded, panting harshly as he leaned over the other man with his hands gripping the sheets. This position gave him even more pleasure than he remembered from the night before because he controlled the pace and exactly where Keigo hit. But the brown haired man kept getting impatient with the pace and trying to speed it along despite Ichigo’s protests.
“Fuck, I love you Ichigo!” Keigo shouted, grabbing Ichigo’s hips and making him move faster. “I love you!”
“Shut up.” Ichigo snarled, covering Keigo’s mouth with both of his hands and concentrating on getting to his climax. Keigo’s reply was muffled but it made Ichigo chuckle. He tightened around Keigo even more and the increased pressure against his prostate made Ichigo spasm, shivering and crying out as he came. He fell limp over Keigo who took advantage of his weakened state to move in and out of him with sharp jerks before he too was coming, murmuring Ichigo’s name.
Ichigo was ready to go back to sleep now. Keigo seemed to agree because he was cuddling close and dragging Ichigo so his head rested against the brunette man’s chest. He was too tired to protest.
“I hope you forget this so I can remind you again.” Keigo chirped happily. Ichigo privately agreed although he wondered if his ass could handle that.
LINE
What do you think? I know a weird pairing, but I thought that a ‘drunken night’ fit these two perfectly.