Strawberries and Chocolate
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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6
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Bound Strawberry
The smile on Renji's face couldn't have broadened any further. After Ichigo got out of school, the two were going to have the whole weekend to themselves. Renji was giddy, or at least as giddy as he got. He glanced at the brown paper bag tucked under his arm, unable to contain his enthusiasm.
He leaped up into the tree beside Ichigo's house, by the window to his house and hopped inside. Ichigo left the window open, well there went the surprise. His orange devil was expecting him.
He slipped into Ichigo's closet, no matter the irony of a gay guy in a closet. He glanced around at the cozy compartment that Rukia made her home. How the hell did she do it?
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Ichigo yawned as he took a bite of his peanut butter sandwich that Orihime prepared for him, never minding the fact there was some strange flavor in the sandwich that tasted horrible. Knowing the wielder of the shunshun rikka, it was something that Ichigo didn't want to know of, likely not edible.
He was sitting on the roof, as he always did, staring out at the horizon and his thoughts continually retraced back to his lover. He bit his lip. His weekend couldn't come soon enough.
"Ichigo!!!!" Keigo screamed, Ichigo's powerful arm raised and clothedline the hyperactive teen, stopping him cold.
"Sup, Keigo."
"S-sup...Ich....igo..." Keigo asked, fading into unconsciousness. He quickly regained his composure, leaping to his feet. "Hey! What happened yesterday, with you just ditching class!?"
Ichigo shrugged, acting like it was nothing, but his mind returned to that dirty afternoon, a coy grin breaking his stern composure. "Oh, you know...stuff..."
"Stuff?"
"Yeah...you know...stuff...like why you and Mizuiro are always late for class." Keigo's face turned burning red.
"I dunno what you're talking about."
A stern voice erupted from the door, "He means you and Mizuiro getting it on in the bathroom." Ishida emerged from the inside of the building. "Don't play dumb either, everyone knows."
"Eh...eh...eh..." Keigo screamed and ran off the roof, screaming something to the effect of "well I'm the pitcher!" and left the roof.
Ishida laughed. "That's gonna eat at him for days."
Ichigo let out an amused chuckle. "I only know because of the time I slipped in the bathroom in my soul reaper form. Worst, hollow slaying ever."
"Soooo...it's the tattooed red head?" Ishida propped against the side rail.
"How'd you find out?" Ichigo asked.
Ishida grinned, for a brief moment his mind flashed to when he was going to the Urahara Soten, seeing Ichigo and Renji making out on the door step. Ichigo pushed away, and ran off, but it couldn't be too much of a stretch to imagine Ichigo having gone back to Renji.
"I know everything, dumbass."
Ichigo went flush.
"Well, lunch is over..." Ichigo pushed off the rail and headed for his class. He scooted hurriedly away from Ishida, wanting to avoid the onslaught of sure-to-follow questions.
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Ichigo stretched, back at home, he wondered if Renji was waiting for him in his room. He opened his door, dodging his father's attack, running for his room. "Yuzu, no supper tonight. Not hungry." His younger sister stood watching him, dazed.
"S-sure..."
"What a rude child!" Ishiin vaulted to his feet, having fallen down after missing Ichigo. "He didn't attack me back!"
Ichigo ignored them, entered his room and locked the door, shutting his blinds, and looking around for Kon. No where to be found. He would've wondered where, but since he was going to just stuff him in the drawer anyways, it was best that he was already gone.
"Now I just gotta wait."
"Not very long, my little strawberry." Renji said, peeling open the closet, emerging and greeting Ichigo with a wink.
"Renji..." Ichigo stepped forward, Renji taking a quick lunge forward and pulling Ichigo into him, their lips meeting in a heated kiss.
"Been thinkin' about you all day..." Ichigo muttered, Renji placing a strong hand on his chest, and pushing him onto the bed.
"Got something for ya..." Renji went and grabbed his paper bag from the closet.
"What's in there?"
"Oh you know...things..." Renji grabbed a bottle of chocolate syrup out of the bag. He pushed up Ichigo's shirt, riling it up to his arm pits, drizzling the cool syrup across Ichigo's firm belly, filling his navel, circling his pink nipples, and outlining his abs.
Ichigo shivered, the chocolate chilling his heated skin. Renji admired his art. "Chocolate covered strawberries...my favorite..." Renji's tongue pooled some of the chocolate off of Ichigo's lower stomach, lapping it into his mouth, a soft moan erupting as the chocolate coated his tongue, the salt off Ichigo's body mixing with the sweet treat.
Ichigo arched into Renji's mouth, but Renji grabbed his hip and held him still, his tongue running from the hem of Ichigo's jeans, to his navel, where he licked his hard navel clean. "Re-Renji!"
Renji cleaned his lovers abdomen of the chocolate confection. "I- I want some chocolate Renji..." Ichigo whined. Renji gathered some more chocolate off of Ichigo's belly, and raised up to Ichigo's face, capturing his lips, and streaming the chocolate into Ichigo's mouth, Ichigo eagerly eating the sweet syrup.
Renji's hand slipped into his bag while Ichigo was fixated on the chocolate meshing between their mouths, pulling out the handcuffs in the bag. He grasped Ichigo's wrists, the action going un noticed while he slowly slipped the chocolate into his strawberry.
He bound Ichigo's wrists to the bed rail. Ichigo's eyes widened, breaking the kiss, chocolate slipping out of his mouth and down his cheek. "Renji! What the hell!?"
"Relax Ichigo..." Renji tored Ichigo's shirt off of his solid frame. "...you're going to love this." Renji finished off the last of the chocolate, tongue cleaning his impressive build. He unbuttoned Ichigo's pants, tugging them and his boxers down too his ankles, exposing his diamond cutting length.
He reached into the bag, pulling out a blind fold and a gag ball. "W-wait! Renji! No, I want to see you...don't blin--" Renji secured the gag ball, Ichigo crying out against the orange device, each word effectively muffled.
"Can't have anyone hearing you moan like a bitch..." Renji tied the blindfold around Ichigo's eyes. "There we go...don't worry...you're going to love this."
Renji circled his finger around Ichigo's navel. "Without sight..." Renji gave a soft lick to Ichigo's pink bud of a nipple. "...even the lightest of touches are electrified...the thoughts of unknown, the anxiousness of wondering where the next touch comes from." Renji's hands grasped Ichigo's erection, Ichigo moaning out into his gag ball, Renji's strong hands burning his already firey skin.
"It's good...isn't it?" Renji gave it a few tugs, Ichigo crying out at each pull. "This is only going to get better."
Ichigo cried out, the darkness around his eyes driving him crazy. Renji's hand left Ichigo's erection, Ichigo groaning in abandon. He heard Renji rustling around in the paper bag, followed by a buzz. A buzz. Oh shit! No, no, no...Renji couldn't have...could he? He felt the rumbling device touch his ass, and then penetrate his hole, Ichigo thrashing to avoid it.
Renji's hand pressed down on his belly. "Calm down strawberry...just a vibrator..." Renji slicked and pushed the ten inch vibrator deep within Ichigo's ass, the vibration rubbing against Ichigo's prostate, sending intense vibration down Ichigo's spine.
Had Ichigo not been gagged, his moans and screams would have alerted the whole neighborhood, hell the whole damn city.
"See...good isn't it..." Renji admired his handiwork, Ichigo's body helplessly convulsing as the vibrator tortured his inner depth's, the blindfold multiplying each sensation by ten. Ichigo's hands futilly struggled against their shackles.
Renji stripped off his shirt, and wiggled out of his jeans and boxers, laying next to his naked strawberry. He pressed his lips against Ichigo's cheek in a sweet kiss, trailing his kisses up to Ichigo's ear. "Feel good? Incredible?" Renji nibbled Ichigo's ear lobe.
Ichigo thrashed against his restraints. He needed to be free, needed to touch Renji, to feel his flesh burning against his. Renji circled his finger across Ichigo's chest, outlining the veins that popped up, each slight touch exciting and hardening Ichigo's sex more.
Renji kissed Ichigo's heated flesh, kissing, biting, and licking down to Ichigo's throbbing need, kissing the tip and sucking the very tip into his mouth. Ichigo arched into Renji's mouth, but Renji pulled away, allowing no more than the tip in.
"Mmmf, mmf!" Ichigo cried out against his gag ball. Renji pulled off, ghosting his breathe along the base of Ichigo's sex.
Ichigo felt tears leaking out of his eyes, staining the blindfold. Ichigo needed Renji, not some shaking tool in him. Still, the continual vibrations the dildo so happily provided his sweetspot with constant stimulation.
"Can you be quiet if I take the gag off, strawberry?"
Ichigo nodded.
Renji unhooked the gag ball and released Ichigo's mouth from it's confines, a hefty moan erupting no sooner than it was removed, Ichigo's whole body arched. He didn't give a damn who heard.
"R-enjiiiiii...I...I need you..." Ichigo cried out. Renji sighed, looking back to make sure the door was locked. He was sure that Ichigo's sisters were listening on the other side of the door, but if Ichigo didn't care...
"Want me in you?" Renji grabbed the vibrator and began to move it in and out of Ichigo's quivering hole. "But isn't this just as good? Better? My dick doesn't vibrate, babe."
Ichigo shook his head. "B-but it is y-y-y-yours." Ichigo felt himself caught up in the vibrations teeth chattering like he was cold.
Renji felt his face heat up, a warm smile stretching across his features. "I love you...Ichigo..." Renji pulled the vibrator out, replacing it with his cock, spearing Ichigo with a single thrust. Ichigo cried out, but Renji's fingers wormed into his mouth.
"I don't feel like getting the gag, so if you can't be quiet..." Renji pulled out, and thrust fully back in, "...then suck on these..." Ichigo wrapped his slender tongue around Renji's digits, sucking them and licking them, moaning around Renjis large hand as Renji violated his heat again and again.
Renji took Ichigo's erection in his hands, stroking it, finding himself rather awkwardly stretched, one hand in Ichigo's mouth, one on his erection, and all the while he plowed Ichigo like a garden.
"Yeah...Ichigo! Take it!" Renji thrust his member deep into Ichigo, sweat dripping off of his body down onto Ichigo, almost evaporating off of the others sizzling flesh.
The blind fold around Ichigo's eyes made him able to even feel the sweat splashing on his body. His senses were running wild. He cried out, Renji pulling his hand from Ichigo's mouth before the deputy soul reaper bit his fingers off, his orgasm shooting out, splashing against his and Renji's chests, a bit shooting up onto Renji's face.
Renji howled like a wild wolf, alerting Isshin, Yuzu, and Karin too their actions. Renji shot load after load of creamy essence into Ichigo, flooding his insides with his hot cream. Renji took in a few ragged breathes, pulling out. He raised Ichigo's legs and began to lick at the jizz that oozed out in a steady stream.
"Get used to the blind fold Ichigo..." Renji ate a bit more cum. "Cause we're going to be usin' it all night."
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"Captain Toshiro!" Ikkaku called out, running down the wooden sidewalk to meet the icy captain. Ikkaku pulled his phone from his haori.
"I got this from a certain person." Ikkaku revealed to Toshiro a picture on his phone that made Toshiro burn with shame. The picture of him covered in male essence, laying on top of Ichigo.
"Where did you..." Toshiro snatched for the phone, but the taller Ikkaku pulled way.
"Not important. Me and the boys in the eleventh division need some company. You provide it, I'll delete the picture and you never have to worry about it again. As a bonus, I'll tell who has the original. What do you say."
Toshiro sighed. "What kind of entertainment?" As though he even needed to ask.
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Next chapter's gonna be bad, or good depending on your view point. Several burly mean running a train on Toshiro, with some Renji/Ichigo in it too of course, can't sway too far from the main two characters. Their should be an update in the next day or so, and thank you so much to all you people who gave your nice reviews, and even your criticism I appreciate too, I love feedback. I made it as hot as I can for you guys, so I hope you do enjoy.
P.S Sorry that this wasn't a very long chapter
He leaped up into the tree beside Ichigo's house, by the window to his house and hopped inside. Ichigo left the window open, well there went the surprise. His orange devil was expecting him.
He slipped into Ichigo's closet, no matter the irony of a gay guy in a closet. He glanced around at the cozy compartment that Rukia made her home. How the hell did she do it?
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Ichigo yawned as he took a bite of his peanut butter sandwich that Orihime prepared for him, never minding the fact there was some strange flavor in the sandwich that tasted horrible. Knowing the wielder of the shunshun rikka, it was something that Ichigo didn't want to know of, likely not edible.
He was sitting on the roof, as he always did, staring out at the horizon and his thoughts continually retraced back to his lover. He bit his lip. His weekend couldn't come soon enough.
"Ichigo!!!!" Keigo screamed, Ichigo's powerful arm raised and clothedline the hyperactive teen, stopping him cold.
"Sup, Keigo."
"S-sup...Ich....igo..." Keigo asked, fading into unconsciousness. He quickly regained his composure, leaping to his feet. "Hey! What happened yesterday, with you just ditching class!?"
Ichigo shrugged, acting like it was nothing, but his mind returned to that dirty afternoon, a coy grin breaking his stern composure. "Oh, you know...stuff..."
"Stuff?"
"Yeah...you know...stuff...like why you and Mizuiro are always late for class." Keigo's face turned burning red.
"I dunno what you're talking about."
A stern voice erupted from the door, "He means you and Mizuiro getting it on in the bathroom." Ishida emerged from the inside of the building. "Don't play dumb either, everyone knows."
"Eh...eh...eh..." Keigo screamed and ran off the roof, screaming something to the effect of "well I'm the pitcher!" and left the roof.
Ishida laughed. "That's gonna eat at him for days."
Ichigo let out an amused chuckle. "I only know because of the time I slipped in the bathroom in my soul reaper form. Worst, hollow slaying ever."
"Soooo...it's the tattooed red head?" Ishida propped against the side rail.
"How'd you find out?" Ichigo asked.
Ishida grinned, for a brief moment his mind flashed to when he was going to the Urahara Soten, seeing Ichigo and Renji making out on the door step. Ichigo pushed away, and ran off, but it couldn't be too much of a stretch to imagine Ichigo having gone back to Renji.
"I know everything, dumbass."
Ichigo went flush.
"Well, lunch is over..." Ichigo pushed off the rail and headed for his class. He scooted hurriedly away from Ishida, wanting to avoid the onslaught of sure-to-follow questions.
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Ichigo stretched, back at home, he wondered if Renji was waiting for him in his room. He opened his door, dodging his father's attack, running for his room. "Yuzu, no supper tonight. Not hungry." His younger sister stood watching him, dazed.
"S-sure..."
"What a rude child!" Ishiin vaulted to his feet, having fallen down after missing Ichigo. "He didn't attack me back!"
Ichigo ignored them, entered his room and locked the door, shutting his blinds, and looking around for Kon. No where to be found. He would've wondered where, but since he was going to just stuff him in the drawer anyways, it was best that he was already gone.
"Now I just gotta wait."
"Not very long, my little strawberry." Renji said, peeling open the closet, emerging and greeting Ichigo with a wink.
"Renji..." Ichigo stepped forward, Renji taking a quick lunge forward and pulling Ichigo into him, their lips meeting in a heated kiss.
"Been thinkin' about you all day..." Ichigo muttered, Renji placing a strong hand on his chest, and pushing him onto the bed.
"Got something for ya..." Renji went and grabbed his paper bag from the closet.
"What's in there?"
"Oh you know...things..." Renji grabbed a bottle of chocolate syrup out of the bag. He pushed up Ichigo's shirt, riling it up to his arm pits, drizzling the cool syrup across Ichigo's firm belly, filling his navel, circling his pink nipples, and outlining his abs.
Ichigo shivered, the chocolate chilling his heated skin. Renji admired his art. "Chocolate covered strawberries...my favorite..." Renji's tongue pooled some of the chocolate off of Ichigo's lower stomach, lapping it into his mouth, a soft moan erupting as the chocolate coated his tongue, the salt off Ichigo's body mixing with the sweet treat.
Ichigo arched into Renji's mouth, but Renji grabbed his hip and held him still, his tongue running from the hem of Ichigo's jeans, to his navel, where he licked his hard navel clean. "Re-Renji!"
Renji cleaned his lovers abdomen of the chocolate confection. "I- I want some chocolate Renji..." Ichigo whined. Renji gathered some more chocolate off of Ichigo's belly, and raised up to Ichigo's face, capturing his lips, and streaming the chocolate into Ichigo's mouth, Ichigo eagerly eating the sweet syrup.
Renji's hand slipped into his bag while Ichigo was fixated on the chocolate meshing between their mouths, pulling out the handcuffs in the bag. He grasped Ichigo's wrists, the action going un noticed while he slowly slipped the chocolate into his strawberry.
He bound Ichigo's wrists to the bed rail. Ichigo's eyes widened, breaking the kiss, chocolate slipping out of his mouth and down his cheek. "Renji! What the hell!?"
"Relax Ichigo..." Renji tored Ichigo's shirt off of his solid frame. "...you're going to love this." Renji finished off the last of the chocolate, tongue cleaning his impressive build. He unbuttoned Ichigo's pants, tugging them and his boxers down too his ankles, exposing his diamond cutting length.
He reached into the bag, pulling out a blind fold and a gag ball. "W-wait! Renji! No, I want to see you...don't blin--" Renji secured the gag ball, Ichigo crying out against the orange device, each word effectively muffled.
"Can't have anyone hearing you moan like a bitch..." Renji tied the blindfold around Ichigo's eyes. "There we go...don't worry...you're going to love this."
Renji circled his finger around Ichigo's navel. "Without sight..." Renji gave a soft lick to Ichigo's pink bud of a nipple. "...even the lightest of touches are electrified...the thoughts of unknown, the anxiousness of wondering where the next touch comes from." Renji's hands grasped Ichigo's erection, Ichigo moaning out into his gag ball, Renji's strong hands burning his already firey skin.
"It's good...isn't it?" Renji gave it a few tugs, Ichigo crying out at each pull. "This is only going to get better."
Ichigo cried out, the darkness around his eyes driving him crazy. Renji's hand left Ichigo's erection, Ichigo groaning in abandon. He heard Renji rustling around in the paper bag, followed by a buzz. A buzz. Oh shit! No, no, no...Renji couldn't have...could he? He felt the rumbling device touch his ass, and then penetrate his hole, Ichigo thrashing to avoid it.
Renji's hand pressed down on his belly. "Calm down strawberry...just a vibrator..." Renji slicked and pushed the ten inch vibrator deep within Ichigo's ass, the vibration rubbing against Ichigo's prostate, sending intense vibration down Ichigo's spine.
Had Ichigo not been gagged, his moans and screams would have alerted the whole neighborhood, hell the whole damn city.
"See...good isn't it..." Renji admired his handiwork, Ichigo's body helplessly convulsing as the vibrator tortured his inner depth's, the blindfold multiplying each sensation by ten. Ichigo's hands futilly struggled against their shackles.
Renji stripped off his shirt, and wiggled out of his jeans and boxers, laying next to his naked strawberry. He pressed his lips against Ichigo's cheek in a sweet kiss, trailing his kisses up to Ichigo's ear. "Feel good? Incredible?" Renji nibbled Ichigo's ear lobe.
Ichigo thrashed against his restraints. He needed to be free, needed to touch Renji, to feel his flesh burning against his. Renji circled his finger across Ichigo's chest, outlining the veins that popped up, each slight touch exciting and hardening Ichigo's sex more.
Renji kissed Ichigo's heated flesh, kissing, biting, and licking down to Ichigo's throbbing need, kissing the tip and sucking the very tip into his mouth. Ichigo arched into Renji's mouth, but Renji pulled away, allowing no more than the tip in.
"Mmmf, mmf!" Ichigo cried out against his gag ball. Renji pulled off, ghosting his breathe along the base of Ichigo's sex.
Ichigo felt tears leaking out of his eyes, staining the blindfold. Ichigo needed Renji, not some shaking tool in him. Still, the continual vibrations the dildo so happily provided his sweetspot with constant stimulation.
"Can you be quiet if I take the gag off, strawberry?"
Ichigo nodded.
Renji unhooked the gag ball and released Ichigo's mouth from it's confines, a hefty moan erupting no sooner than it was removed, Ichigo's whole body arched. He didn't give a damn who heard.
"R-enjiiiiii...I...I need you..." Ichigo cried out. Renji sighed, looking back to make sure the door was locked. He was sure that Ichigo's sisters were listening on the other side of the door, but if Ichigo didn't care...
"Want me in you?" Renji grabbed the vibrator and began to move it in and out of Ichigo's quivering hole. "But isn't this just as good? Better? My dick doesn't vibrate, babe."
Ichigo shook his head. "B-but it is y-y-y-yours." Ichigo felt himself caught up in the vibrations teeth chattering like he was cold.
Renji felt his face heat up, a warm smile stretching across his features. "I love you...Ichigo..." Renji pulled the vibrator out, replacing it with his cock, spearing Ichigo with a single thrust. Ichigo cried out, but Renji's fingers wormed into his mouth.
"I don't feel like getting the gag, so if you can't be quiet..." Renji pulled out, and thrust fully back in, "...then suck on these..." Ichigo wrapped his slender tongue around Renji's digits, sucking them and licking them, moaning around Renjis large hand as Renji violated his heat again and again.
Renji took Ichigo's erection in his hands, stroking it, finding himself rather awkwardly stretched, one hand in Ichigo's mouth, one on his erection, and all the while he plowed Ichigo like a garden.
"Yeah...Ichigo! Take it!" Renji thrust his member deep into Ichigo, sweat dripping off of his body down onto Ichigo, almost evaporating off of the others sizzling flesh.
The blind fold around Ichigo's eyes made him able to even feel the sweat splashing on his body. His senses were running wild. He cried out, Renji pulling his hand from Ichigo's mouth before the deputy soul reaper bit his fingers off, his orgasm shooting out, splashing against his and Renji's chests, a bit shooting up onto Renji's face.
Renji howled like a wild wolf, alerting Isshin, Yuzu, and Karin too their actions. Renji shot load after load of creamy essence into Ichigo, flooding his insides with his hot cream. Renji took in a few ragged breathes, pulling out. He raised Ichigo's legs and began to lick at the jizz that oozed out in a steady stream.
"Get used to the blind fold Ichigo..." Renji ate a bit more cum. "Cause we're going to be usin' it all night."
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"Captain Toshiro!" Ikkaku called out, running down the wooden sidewalk to meet the icy captain. Ikkaku pulled his phone from his haori.
"I got this from a certain person." Ikkaku revealed to Toshiro a picture on his phone that made Toshiro burn with shame. The picture of him covered in male essence, laying on top of Ichigo.
"Where did you..." Toshiro snatched for the phone, but the taller Ikkaku pulled way.
"Not important. Me and the boys in the eleventh division need some company. You provide it, I'll delete the picture and you never have to worry about it again. As a bonus, I'll tell who has the original. What do you say."
Toshiro sighed. "What kind of entertainment?" As though he even needed to ask.
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Next chapter's gonna be bad, or good depending on your view point. Several burly mean running a train on Toshiro, with some Renji/Ichigo in it too of course, can't sway too far from the main two characters. Their should be an update in the next day or so, and thank you so much to all you people who gave your nice reviews, and even your criticism I appreciate too, I love feedback. I made it as hot as I can for you guys, so I hope you do enjoy.
P.S Sorry that this wasn't a very long chapter