Crush: Uke Ichigo Collection

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Pairing: Muramasa x Ichigo

Proof that it’s totally canon: “Isn’t that Kurosaki Ichigo?” “You know, Muramasa-san seemed pretty infatuated with him, didn’t he?” Actual quote episode 238

Summary: The reason why Muramasa doesn’t want the Zanpakuto’s to fight Ichigo is because Muramasa wants Ichigo to rule by his side over the Shinigami.

The stuff inside the (1) is an actual conversation in the episode that I thought was very suggestive. It starts off with that scene, but it’s just Ichigo and Muramasa, no one else.

Beta’d by KitsuneKiri- thank you!

Rule with Me

Ichigo turned as he heard someone approach and tensed as he saw Muramasa.

“Muramasa.” He said and narrowed his eyes at the supposed zanpakuto that had started all of this mess. “I’ve been looking for you.”

“Oh?” Muramasa tilted his head to the side and looked at Ichigo contemplatively.

“Undo what you did to the zanpakuto!”

“No.” He said simply and coldly and inhaled deeply as though Ichigo was being slow on the uptake. (1)

“I believe we are deeply connected by fate somehow.” Muramasa said to Ichigo, making Ichigo frown at him.

“Connected?”

“I believe you will be most helpful in helping me to reach my goals.” He tilted his head and drew his eyes over Ichigo’s body. “You feel it too, don’t you? You don’t have anywhere to put that excess power building up inside of you.”

“The only thing tying us together is me defeating you.” Ichigo said as he drew his sword. (1)

Muramasa tilted his head back and inhaled the spirit particles surrounding him, drawing energy and strength from it. Ichigo was strong enough to defeat his zanpakuto and his inner hollow made it impossible for Muramasa to kill him by using just his power, but Muramasa wasn’t trying to kill Ichigo.

“Uwah!!!” Ichigo screamed as Muramasa held his entire body still by simply raising his hand. He reached into Ichigo, which caused the pain, and Ichigo tensed, ready for his soul to be separated once more. Only it wasn’t.

Instead of yanking Zangetsu out, Muramasa stroked him. He caressed Ichigo’s soul in a way that wasn’t in the least bit painful and it made Ichigo shudder despite the paralysis that gripped hi body.

“Oh god, what is this!?” Ichigo cried and Muramasa narrowed his eyes while dragging his long nails over Ichigo’s face.

“You like it, do you not?” He stroked again and Ichigo screamed, his body twisting and bucking. His erection strained against the front of his hakama and his breath came in shudders despite Muramasa not touching him there.

“No one will bother us here.” Muramasa said and Ichigo instantly regretting going into the woods, following after Byakuya’s ghost.

He pulled his hand away and Ichigo slumped forward, panting with over-stimulation. With a twist of his hand, Ichigo dropped to the ground and was pinned there by unseen forces controlled by Muramasa.

“I will be the ruler of Seireitei.” Muramasa said with no hint of emotion in his voice. “And you will rule beside me.”

“What!? No way!” Ichigo sputtered in indignation and confusion.

Muramasa narrowed his eyes and slashed his hand through the air, making Ichigo’s clothes rip apart like he had sliced them. Ichigo turned bright red and tried to close his legs to hide his genitals, but Muramasa didn’t allow it. He knelt beside Ichigo’s near-naked form and wrapped his hand carefully around Ichigo’s erection so as to not scratch him.

“Become my bride and I will protect you from all harm.”

He pumped Ichigo’s erection slowly and Ichigo clenched his eyes shut, trying to imagine anyone else doing this, like Renji.

Muramasa recoiled like he had been hit and glared at Ichigo.

“Who is Renji!?” He hissed and Ichigo opened his eyes quickly.

“What…did you read my mind!?”

Muramasa narrowed his eyes and jerked Ichigo’s legs apart, shoving them upward to expose him completely.

“I asked you who Renji is.”

“He’s… nobody.” Ichigo mumbled and Muramasa seemed pleased with the answer.

“Yes, yes he is.” He nodded and rubbed his knuckle at Ichigo’s entrance, making Ichigo inhale sharply and try to shift away.

“No!!!”

Muramasa stopped and frowned slightly.

“I don’t understand why you don’t want this. You’re hard.” He stroked Ichigo’s erection for emphasis and Ichigo shifted at the touch despite himself.

“That’s just physical, I really don’t want it!”

Muramasa frowned again in disappointment and pulled away.

“What can I do to make you want it?”

For a second Ichigo thought he had heard wrong.

“Wh-what?”

“What can I do to make you want it?”

“…You aren’t going to force me?”

“If I did that I would be as bad as the shinigami.” Muramasa said and stood.

“…Are you going to leave me like this?” Ichigo said almost desperately and Muramasa looked at him calculatingly.

“Not unless you don’t want me to.” He dragged his hand over Ichigo’s shivering body and Ichigo groaned.

“Tell me you want it.” Muramasa murmured into his ear and dropped to his knees to grab a hold of Ichigo again.

“I-I…”

“Yes, that’s it.” Muramasa began to stroke him again and Ichigo moaned, shifting his hips into the touch.

“I want it.” Ichigo whispered quietly, but Muramasa heard it.

“Good.” Muramasa said and leaned back to slowly take off his own clothing. Ichigo gulped as his eyes strayed down the other’s narrow but powerful frame and turned red as he saw Muramasa’s erection.

Muramasa ignored the look and pushed Ichigo’s legs apart to move in between them.

“Release me.” Ichigo demanded and Muramasa paused.

“Why?”

“I don’t want to be held down by your… power.”

There was a long paused as Muramasa stared down at Ichigo, thinking over his words before he finally spoke.

“Very well.”

The pressure that had paralyzed Ichigo released him and allowed him to move again. Muramasa brought the palm of his hand up to his mouth as Ichigo lifted up, bracing himself on his elbows.

“What are you doing?”

Muramasa glanced up at him with his dark lined eyes, partially hidden behind his long nails. Instead of answering he brought down his now saliva-coated hand and coated his erection with it. Ichigo turned even redder and Muramasa allowed a small smile to grace his lips at how beautiful his future-bride was.

He gripped Ichigo’s hips while guiding himself into his tight entrance. Ichigo stiffened immediately as the head of Muramasa’s cock slid past the first ring and he gave a sharp cry. He clamped his mouth shut immediately and clenched his jaw as pain ran up his spine.

Muramasa watched in interest as all of Ichigo’s muscles went taunt and the zanpakuto’s expression flickered when his tight head surrounded him. Ichigo reached up and pressed against Muramasa’s chest, making Muramasa pause his movement as Ichigo took the incentive to touch him for the first time. But the pause was momentary and he thrust his hips forward sharply once more.

Ichigo threw his head back and cried out as Muramasa was finally full seated inside of him. His entire body trembled at the uncomfortable stretch and he bit his lower lip to try and stop the noises he made.

“You will be my queen.” Muramasa said calmly, and it was only his expression that belied the pleasure he felt of being inside Ichigo.

“I-I never agreed to that.”

“No?” Muramasa asked and pulled out of Ichigo to slam back in.

“Ah!” Ichigo bowed his back and grimaced at the sudden movement as Muramasa began to move in and out of him. “Slow down!”

“I will not.” Muramasa said slightly breathlessly. Ichigo gasped as Muramasa caressed his face and slid one hand down to grip his hip for leverage against a harsh thrust. This time he rubbed against Ichigo’s prostate, making Ichigo’s body convulse in pleasure. He wrapped his legs around Muramasa’s hips and raised his hips into the rough thrusts.

“Muramasa!” Ichigo gasped out and squirmed underneath him. “Fuck, hit it again!”

“As my bride requests.”

Ichigo huffed in irritation and dug his nails into Muramasa’s shoulders and scowled at him.

“I’m not a girl, in case you haven’t noticed.” He gritted out through clenched teeth.

“I am aware of that.” Muramasa murmured in an amused tone and dragged his fingers over Ichigo’s cock. “Your gender suits you.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean!?”

Muramasa’s eyes flicked up to Ichigo’s and he leaned down so their faces were inches apart. Ichigo gulped and pressed at Muramasa’s shoulders, but Muramasa didn’t budge.

“Be quiet now.” He commanded and kissed him.

Ichigo froze as the soft yet forceful lips covered his own. He kept his mouth shut as Muramasa’s inquisitive tongue brushed against his lips, but when Muramasa bit down on his lips he parted them. As Muramasa slipped his tongue into Ichigo’s mouth, he cupped the back of his head and pressed closer.

Ichigo’s breath quickened and he moaned into the kiss before wrapping his arms around Muramasa’s neck to kiss him deeper. Muramasa continued to move in and out of Ichigo, his pace now almost languid as he rubbed Ichigo’s prostate and kissed him. Ichigo pulled away to pant loudly as his body grew closer to climax and reached down to stroke himself.

“Come, Ichigo.”

Ichigo’s body shivered and he spilled his cum onto his stomach and hand. Muramasa groaned underneath his breath as Ichigo tightened around him and clutched at Ichigo’s hips as he moved in and out of him fluidly.

“My Queen.” Muramasa hissed reverently and jerked his hips forward as he came inside of him. Ichigo squirmed uncomfortably at the warm, wet sensation, but didn’t protest.

They both breathed together for a moment, and then Muramasa began to cough. Ichigo jolted as it made Muramasa move inside of him and then slip out. Muramasa turned away from Ichigo as he coughed and Ichigo sat up to touch his back carefully, wincing as he moved.

“Muramasa?”

Muramasa wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and looked over at Ichigo who was still flushed from exertion.

“I’m fine.” He said calmly.

“No you’re not!” Ichigo snapped. “What’s wrong with you anyways?”

“I’ll be better once we have finished taking over Soul Society.”

Ichigo narrowed his eyes as Muramasa and scowled. “Like hell I’ll let you do that.”

Muramasa glanced at him and reached out to stroke his cheek. “Do not worry, I will let your friends live.”

“That’s not the issue here!” Ichigo said angrily and smacked his hand away. He leapt to his feet and grabbed his clothes, hastily dressing all the while cursing Muramasa.

Muramasa slowly rose and wrapped his arms around Ichigo, making Ichigo freeze as Muramasa let his head rest against his shoulder. He inhaled Ichigo’s scent as if to memorize the moment and then released him and stepped away.

“I will allow you to go, for now. But I will be taking over Soul Society, and you will be my queen.”

Ichigo whipped around to face him, but he was already gone, along with his clothes.

“Damn it!” Ichigo cursed in anger, and then groaned and grabbed his back as pain shot up his spine. “Having sex with me and then just leaving… that’s the worst kind of guy.”

Muramasa watched from the shadows as Ichigo scooped up his sword and put it on his back before leaving. He lingered over Ichigo’s beautiful form before sighing heavily and closing his eyes.

“Now is not the time for distractions.” He murmured to himself, although his groin tightened at the memories of what they had both just done. However when they ruled together they would be able to do it even more, so Muramasa didn’t linger on those thoughts. He would defeat the shinigami and Ichigo will rule at his side.

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MuramasaxIchigo! I enjoyed writing this… his personality is a bit cold and aloof, but that makes it more fun when he tries to keep up his personality when screwing such a cute uke like Ichigo.