11 Reasons Isshin and Ichigo Sleep Together
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
9,501
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Take It All Away
Reason 7 - Because it’s the only time everything stops.
He can’t get enough of this. It’s the only thing that makes it all stop.
Isshin’s really pounding now, biting his neck hard enough to break the skin. Ichigo can feel the blood seep out of the cut before his father licks it away. Isshin kneels up behind him, pulling his hips up as he does. Ichigo moans deep and low as the man adjusts his thrusts, stabbing his prostrate on every stroke. It’s starting to hurt so good now, the burn in his ass increasing as Isshin pushes his shoulders down to pin him to the bed. Ichigo buries his hands in the sheets as his head thrashes back and forth. He’s so damn close…just a few more…
His orgasm rips through him and finally there’s nothing. No war, no expectations, no responsibilities, no guilt, just the white hot of his mind and the cock pulsing in his ass. He pants raggedly trying to catch his breath as his father collapses on top of him. He enjoys the weight pushing him deeper into the mattress, making him feel safe, protected. Unfortunately, he can’t stand it for long. He can’t get a decent breath in and it’s starting to make him light headed. He moans again as he shoves on Isshin’s shoulder making the man pull out and roll off.
He turns to face his father, scooting closer to lay his head on his chest. He shifts around briefly, the ache of his muscles making it hard to get comfortable right away. Once he is he sighs softly letting his eyes droop closed.
This is the best part. When he’s still floating on the orgasm induced high and nothing matters. Nothing except the warm body next to him and the happy blankness of his mind. He knows it won’t last though, it never does. But he’s okay with that. As long as his father keeps letting him in his bed everything will be alright.
He can’t get enough of this. It’s the only thing that makes it all stop.
Isshin’s really pounding now, biting his neck hard enough to break the skin. Ichigo can feel the blood seep out of the cut before his father licks it away. Isshin kneels up behind him, pulling his hips up as he does. Ichigo moans deep and low as the man adjusts his thrusts, stabbing his prostrate on every stroke. It’s starting to hurt so good now, the burn in his ass increasing as Isshin pushes his shoulders down to pin him to the bed. Ichigo buries his hands in the sheets as his head thrashes back and forth. He’s so damn close…just a few more…
His orgasm rips through him and finally there’s nothing. No war, no expectations, no responsibilities, no guilt, just the white hot of his mind and the cock pulsing in his ass. He pants raggedly trying to catch his breath as his father collapses on top of him. He enjoys the weight pushing him deeper into the mattress, making him feel safe, protected. Unfortunately, he can’t stand it for long. He can’t get a decent breath in and it’s starting to make him light headed. He moans again as he shoves on Isshin’s shoulder making the man pull out and roll off.
He turns to face his father, scooting closer to lay his head on his chest. He shifts around briefly, the ache of his muscles making it hard to get comfortable right away. Once he is he sighs softly letting his eyes droop closed.
This is the best part. When he’s still floating on the orgasm induced high and nothing matters. Nothing except the warm body next to him and the happy blankness of his mind. He knows it won’t last though, it never does. But he’s okay with that. As long as his father keeps letting him in his bed everything will be alright.