Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

Review Replies- MasterAkira: Sex on a trampoline... yet another one of my childhood past times that is going to be corrupted.
Tiramisu: Well next chapter is an UraharaxIchigo, so you'll get your wish!
BunnyBop05: Hm, interesting, I'll have to see where my inspiration takes me though.
ShadowofLight: Well he can *barely* walk, kukuku
Yakumo: Hm, Ashido is very smexy, I will have to do that.
Blue-eyed Fox: haha, thanks!
kageneko_malfoy: When characters refuse to play with me I bake cookies =D
Lynzee: Thank you! It was a very strange pairing...
VioletEyes: Whenever a pairing just isn't writing itself for me, I make it AU and that helps a lot =3

Pairing: Kenpachi x Ichigo

Summary: Ichigo has a…condition. That is more of a fetish, really. He loves muscular men. He can contain himself usually (as he has with Chad) but it gets harder to control when he sees bare muscles. When he first encountered Kenpachi he figured that it would be easy because they would be fighting and nothing could distract him from that. Until Kenpachi told Ichigo to cut him anywhere he wanted to.

Warnings for slight masochism on Ichigo’s part. Ichigo is a slut again in this!

Beta’d by KitsuneKiri who has my thanks.

Don’t Hold Back

Yachiru had gone chasing after Ganju and Hanataro, leaving Kenpachi and Ichigo to face each other alone. Ichigo was doing rather well in ignoring Kenpachi’s noticeably toned body and was already tensed and in position to attack.

“How about this? I’ll give you a chance.” His long, rough fingers grasped his shirt and parted it so that his chiseled chest and abs were revealed to Ichigo who was now gaping.

“Cut me anywhere you want, and don’t hold back.”

Ichigo couldn’t hold back even if he wanted to. Kenpachi cocked his brow in confusion as Ichigo tossed his sword to the side and wondered if there was some other special attack he was going to use.

Ichigo strode over to Kenpachi without a moment of hesitation and grabbed the back of his head before he smashed their mouths together. Kenpachi had a brief moment of confusion wondering why such an attractive man was kissing him of all people, but it was very short-lived as he eagerly took what Ichigo was offering.

All those thoughts of confusion disappeared when Ichigo shoved him back against the wall and ripped his shirt apart and began to trail hot, wet kisses down his chest and abdomen. Kenpachi growled and grabbed Ichigo’s hair roughly, shoving his head down where he wanted the attention the most.

Ichigo hastily undid Kenpachi’s hakama as he fell to his knees and moaned as Kenpachi’s thick cock slid past his lips. He sucked eagerly at it and stroked the slit with the tip of his tongue while pumping what couldn’t fit into his mouth. Kenpachi tried to get him to take more but Ichigo reached back and squeezed Kenpachi’s balls in warnings, turning it onto a pleasurable caress as Kenpachi let up.

He pulled away with a slurp and licked his lips while staring up at Kenpachi with lusty brown eyes. Kenpachi grinned and yanked Ichigo up for a heated kiss before he slammed Ichigo against the wall.

Ichigo hissed at the pain and his neglected erection throbbed between their bodies. Kenpachi hastily yanked down Ichigo’s pants, ripping them off before shoving Ichigo back up and arranging his legs around his waist.

Ichigo tore away from the kiss and cried out, digging his nails into Kenpachi’s muscular shoulders as Kenpachi rubbed his saliva-slicked cock against Ichigo’s entrance.

“F-fuck…” Ichigo managed to get out as Kenpachi pressed into him. It had been awhile since he had done it and Kenpachi hadn’t prepared him, but the sensation of all those hard muscle pressed against him and holding him in place more then made up for the pain.

“Zaraki…”

“Call me Kenpachi.” Kenpachi growled in his ear and nipped the lope sharply before pulling out of Ichigo and slammed back into him hard enough to put a crack in the wall.

“Yes!!!” Ichigo threw his head back and tightened his legs around Kenpachi’s waist, grinding his hips back against him as his dry passage turned slick with his own blood. He panted and furrowed his brow as Kenpachi pistoned in and out of him and reached up to tangle his fingers through Kenpachi’s long hair.

He tugged unconsciously at the surprisingly soft and silky strands and grinned in realization as the bells easily slipped off and the dark hair fell down in waves with his coaxing. Kenpachi grunted but didn’t say anything against it as he shifted his grip on Ichigo and brushed against his prostate.

“Ah!” Ichigo arched his back and squirmed against Kenpachi in pleasure. “Fuck, stop holding back already!”

“What makes you think I’m holding back?” Kenpachi said roughly and gave a particularly hard thrust that made Ichigo’s entire body shudder.

“I can take it; just fuck me like you mean it.” Ichigo growled and purposefully clenched around Kenpachi. Kenpachi snarled and sunk his teeth into Ichigo’s neck, making Ichigo cry out and tilt his head back to give him more access.

“Tch, I warned you.”

Kenpachi didn’t even slow his thrusts as he reached up with his right hand and pulled away his eye patch. Waves of golden reiatsu fell around them and Ichigo’s eyes widened in shock. Kenpachi smirked as Ichigo’s body convulsed around him and he came without Kenpachi ever touching his erection.

Ichigo clutched at Kenpachi’s shoulders desperately and tried to catch his breath as the power kept pouring over him and thrusting into him. His hips kept twitching and endless pleasure streamed within him until it was just too much for him. His body was oversensitive and every one of Kenpachi’s thrust felt like it was going to split him apart.

“AH!” Ichigo screamed and threw back his head as he trembled and unconsciously started to release his own reiatsu in a large wave. Kenpachi jerked his hips forward in surprise and began to thrust almost erratically as Ichigo continued to tighten around him.

With a noise halfway between a groan and a growl, Kenpachi released inside of Ichigo’s tight body. Their bodies shuddered together and Kenpachi slowly and reluctantly let Ichigo down off the wall. Ichigo groaned as Kenpachi slipped out of him and only managed a shaky step before Kenpachi had to reach out and stop him from collapsing.

He molded his strong, muscular form against Ichigo’s smaller body and ran his hand over Ichigo.

“You want to continue this in my room?” He whispered huskily into Ichigo’s ear as he rubbed his reawakening erection in between Ichigo’s cheeks.

“I…I have to go save Rukia…” Ichigo protested, or rather, tried to protest but Kenpachi was already nibbling on his neck and encasing him in those strong muscular arms.

“You still have a little while until she is executed and I promise to help.” Kenpachi practically purred into his ear. Ichigo could only nod and Kenpachi smiled in triumph before he snatched up their ripped clothes and zanpakuto. He lifted Ichigo into his arms and smirked at Ichigo’s flushed expression.

“I hope you’re ready for more.”

“I hope you are.” Ichigo snapped back and Kenpachi’s grin broadened before he took off for his room and proceeded to make Ichigo forget why he had come to Soul Society in the first place.

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As many of you may know, KenpachixIchigo is one of my favorite pairings in Bleach… right up there with StarkxIchigo. Expect to see a lot of it. I hope everybody enjoyed! It was not meant to be taken seriously, but I tried to keep them both in character.

I know this one was short as well, but the next one (UraharaxIchigo) is going to be over three thousand.