Stained

Review Replies- MasterAkira: Yeah, I didn't just want to throw Ichigo into an orgy (alright, yes I did want to, but I thought Ichigo would feel better about it this way).
Blasterblurby: The StarrkIchi and ShiroIchi will be a catalyst for the others... but that's next chapter =D
usmorgan: mmm, dark semes, very nummy.
BolgnaAnChi: haha, thanks... Ichi's fate is revealed in this chapter.
Kazes: Ya know Shiro would have used the stick of butter too. Good thing Starrk is there.
Skye: Thanks! I do so love to write them.
Blaze Lupin: Thank you =)
Dorkchic: kekeke, my you are on the right path, but that's not it exactly.
Sciamachy: I can definitely see Shirosaki doing that.
Lynzee: I hope I didn't make you wait too long!
ShadowofLight: Nel and Halibel aren't showing up, but I wouldn't think that Nel would be an Imperfect (because of the scar) and Halibel would be a Perfect (her water power is about creation not destruction).
Kunitsu: No more need to imagine! Here it is.
Shinjichiro: Yeah, he probably would have. Luckily Starrk is there to make sure he doesn't.

Beta’d by WarriorNun, who can attest to the flush inducing-ness of this chapter.

Stained: Chapter 7

Ichigo shifted the grocery bags to one hand as he took his key out to unlock the apartment door. Once inside he set them down again to set the dead bolts, and then froze when a set of large hands covered his hips.

“Lay off, Shirosaki!” Ichigo snapped and tried to shrug him off.

“I’m not Shirosaki.”

Ichigo turned from the door and realized that it in fact was Stark who was hovering over him and looking like he was very hungry.

“You lay off too.” Ichigo said with a grumble and walked to the kitchen to set the groceries down. Shirosaki walked silently into the room and studied Ichigo with a grin as he put away the food.

The grin dropped though, as Ichigo bent down to put something on the lower cabinets and displayed his ass in a far too pleasing manner. Shirosaki swallowed and was about to move forward, but Stark beat him to it.

Ichigo yelped as his ass was firmly squeezed and shot up in a standing position. He stumbled forward as Stark bumped the back of his knees and planted his hands on the counter to regain his balance. Stark didn’t give him a moment to recover though, and went for Ichigo’s belt immediately.

“Stark!” Ichigo shouted in protest as Stark slipped his hand in his boxers and began to stroke his dick to hardness. He tried to shove the hands away, but they didn’t give an inch.

Shirosaki realized that they would have a lot of angry neighbors on their hands if the sound continued as it was (and he planned on making Ichigo become a lot louder). So he lifted his hands and furrowed his brow. There were a lot of stereotypes and labeling when it came to the different species, but the truth was that it didn’t matter what power you had, but how you used it.

The Nocuous had ‘destructive’ power. Shirosaki’s own specifically consisted of the ability to make things explode from a far distance, or up close. But he still had the knowledge and ability to create other spells which all of the powerful species knew how to do. Spells weren’t exactly the right word and was often associated with the lore of witches, it was more like a type of way to use his power.

He never thought he would use this particular one for this purpose, but now he was glad that he learned how to make a sound barrier. As Stark gnawed on Ichigo’s neck and covered Ichigo’s mouth with one hand to stifle the moans, Shirosaki collected his power. He visualized his dark red energy in the shape of a sphere and imagined it expanding and attaching to the walls to mute the noise.

After a moment he opened his eyes with satisfaction and knew that it had work. Stark sensed it as well and finally uncovered Ichigo’s mouth.

“Let me go, you fucking bastard!!!” Ichigo screamed loudly and tried to find a way out of Stark’s grip to punch him, but Stark didn’t let him.

Stark was slightly worried that Ichigo wouldn’t end up allowing them to do this, but he still had faith in his ability to make him want it. So he released Ichigo, who immediately turned around and beat at his chest.

Stark ignored the blows as if they were nothing and dropped to his knees. Ichigo faltered in his shock, giving Stark enough time to get his belt undone and to undo his pants.

“What are you-?”

Stark pulled out Ichigo’s half –hard cock and took it into his mouth without a second though.

“Agh!” Ichigo threw his head back, and dug his nails into Stark’s scalp as he was caught between the desire to push Stark away or to thrust into his mouth. Stark wasn’t particularly skilled at felatio, but that didn’t matter to Ichigo who had only recently had his first kiss.

His knees shook and threatened to give way as Stark hummed around him and fondled his balls. Just as he thought he was about to explode, Stark pulled away. He wiped the back of his mouth and stood; he wrapped an arm around Ichigo’s back and then hooked him underneath the knees, holding him bridal style.

Ichigo snapped out of the pleasure induced trance he was in and scowled at Stark, squirming in his arms. “Put me down!”

Stark ignored him as Shirosaki dutifully held the door open to the bedroom until he finally put him down- on the bed. Ichigo hesitated to get up as Shirosaki and Stark stood on either side of the bed above him. His eyes darted quickly between them before he lunged for the end of the bed.

Shirosaki grabbed him by the waist and threw him back down, quickly climbing on top of him and straddling his waist. Shirosaki grabbed his wrists and slammed them on either side of his head before leaning down and claiming him in a ferocious kiss.

From beside the bed, Stark studied the way Ichigo’s muscles tensed, and the way his eyes snapped open. His unrestrained legs kicked and flailed, but he didn’t manage to get Shirosaki off of him.

“Shirosaki…”

The albino ignored Stark, making him frown.

“Shirosaki!” He growled and finally Shirosaki pulled away and glared at Stark.

“What!?”

“You’re scaring him.”

Shirosaki blinked and looked down at Ichigo who did look quite terrified to be pinned under the horny Nocuous.

“Don’t worry, Ichi; I’m not going to hurt ya.” Shirosaki said soothingly and released Ichigo’s wrists to touch his face, but Ichigo flinched and turned his head away. Shirosaki frowned at that and Stark could see the anger building within him.

“Ya aren’t scared of the big bad Nocuous, are ya!?” Shirosaki snarled and slammed his hand beside Ichigo’s head. “Do ya think that ya are better than us because ya are Imperfect!? Well!?”

“Fuck you!” Instead of scaring him further, Shirosaki’s rant seemed to fuel Ichigo’s anger. “You think you’re so self-righteous because you’re the poor, discriminated against Nocuous, well go to fucking hell! My mom was killed by one of you, but I never held it against you, so you’re a fucking idiot for doing the same!!!”

Ichigo panted slightly as he finished with his face flushed and his brown eyes blazing with anger.

“Fuck, ya get me hot.” Shirosaki muttered before he leaned down to kiss Ichigo again. This time it wasn’t as one sided as Ichigo turned his anger into passionate lust. One hand was buried in Shirosaki’s hair while the other clawed at his back. Shirosaki groaned into the kiss and began to grind his hips down into Ichigo.

Stark, who had been waiting for his chance, undressed himself completely and kneeled on the bed to nudge Shirosaki away so he could kiss Ichigo himself. Ichigo barely managed to lick his lips before Stark began to devour his mouth. Shirosaki sucked and bit at Ichigo’s neck and unbuttoned Ichigo’s shirt quickly before getting impatient and simply tearing it off, sending buttons flying.

Ichigo groaned into the kiss as Shirosaki began to worry his nipple in between his teeth. His fingers teased the trail of hair on his stomach and followed it down to where Ichigo was still hanging out from Stark’s earlier blow job.

“Look how wet ya are already.” Shirosaki said gleefully as he brushed his fingers lightly over Ichigo’s erection. He darted his tongue out and flicked the slit before finally taking the head into his mouth. He made a face at the unusual flavor that he wasn’t used to because he didn’t normally do guys. But it wasn’t too bad so he continued on, bobbing his head as he finished undressing Ichigo.

Ichigo would have sighed in relief as he was finally completely naked, but his mouth was otherwise occupied so he settled for bucking his hips up into Shirosaki’s mouth. Stark pulled away as Ichigo was pleasantly distracted and grabbed the lotion. He set it on the bed as Shirosaki pulled off of Ichigo’s dick with a wet pop. Ichigo let out a groan of complaint, making Shirosaki chuckle.

Stark took over now as Shirosaki removed his own clothing. He moved in between Ichigo’s legs and spread his legs apart and bent his knees so his tight, puckered entrance was exposed.

“What’s that for?” Ichigo asked nervously as Stark grabbed the lotion and pouring some onto his hand.

“Lubricant.” Stark said as he warmed it up a little before moving to Ichigo’s entrance.

“W-wait, I didn’t agree to that…”

“Ya haven’t agreed to anything, yet.” Shirosaki said. He kneeled next to Ichigo and stroked his soft, silky orange hair. “Ya are so caught up in what society tells ya are right and wrong, it’s okay to take something ya want.” Shirosaki said and then guided Ichigo’s head to his erection. “Now suck.”

Ichigo swallowed and glanced at Shirosaki and then Stark. “It- I don’t know…” He shifted as Stark began to stroke his entrance without putting any pressure. “I’ve never done this before.”

“We know.” Stark said smoothly.

Ichigo was attracted to both of the Nocuous. Where Shirosaki was all over the place and passionate; Stark was calm and lustful. The two complimented each other nicely when it came to seducing Ichigo, and Ichigo was close to giving in.

Shirosaki shifted them so Ichigo was leaning against him slightly and murmured into his ear. “I promise ya will like it.”

“Will you stop if I ask you too?” Ichigo said with a gulp and both of them nodded.

“Do ya want a safe word?” Shirosaki asked as he traced patterns of figure eights on his stomach.

“What’s a safe word?”

“It’s a word that you use only if you really want to stop. You might say ‘no’ or ‘please don’t stop’ when it gets too pleasurable for you to handle. But if you say your safe word, we’ll stop no matter what.”

Ichigo nodded and seemed happy for the prospect. “So what’s the safe word?”

“You pick it. It has to be something that you would never say during sex.”

“Oh…” Ichigo thought for a second. “Dragon.”

Shirosaki smiled. “Good choice.” With that he leaned Ichigo back down against the bedding and Stark resumed his exploration of the outside of Ichigo’s entrance. When Ichigo finally became used to the sensation enough, Stark pushed a finger inside.

One finger didn’t hurt Ichigo, but it was slightly odd. But he was distracted from the not-hurtful feeling as Shirosaki encouraged Ichigo to open up his mouth and take Shirosaki in. Shirosaki was glad he had jerked one off earlier, otherwise he would have blown his load at the first hesitant touch of Ichigo’s tongue, or he would have just flipped Ichigo over and taken him.

As it was, he shuddered as the warm wetness encased the head of his cock slowly. Ichigo was unsure what to do, but he wasn’t shy about it either. Once he made up his mind to do something, he did it, and he decided that he wanted to have sex with Shirosaki and Stark, so he was going to do it.

Stark entered a second finger inside of him, making Ichigo frown around his mouthful. He shifted slightly in discomfort and Stark decided to move him so he was on his side so he could suck Shirosaki off easier.

The fingers inside of Ichigo spread apart and rotated around to stretch Ichigo further apart as Stark tried to decide how many would be needed. Three seemed like it would be enough, but Stark wanted to make sure, though he was also very impatient.

He slipped a third finger inside of Ichigo. This time it was more then just a little uncomfortable and Ichigo actually winced in pain and dragged his hips away from the source. Stark frowned at the action and his brows furrowed before he began to move them around pointedly.

Ichigo balked at the movement at first because it made it hurt even more, but then Stark found it.

“Ungh!!!” Ichigo cried out around Shirosaki’s cock, making Shirosaki shiver and thrust one, two, three times before he come, forcing himself down Ichigo’s throat and making him swallow the bitter fluid. Ichigo coughed and gagged around him and Shirosaki felt a little bad about making him do it, but he couldn’t help it when his mouth vibrated around him. Shirosaki wiped up Ichigo’s mouth with his shirt and pressed a kiss to his lips in an attempt of an apology.

Stark pulled his fingers out of Ichigo and moved so his back was against the headboard. He lifted Ichigo up easily and settled him onto his lap where Ichigo began to feel uneasy. Stark’s erection was large and he was quite certain that it would hurt quite a lot, despite his healing ability.

Shirosaki squirted some of the lotion onto Stark’s hand and Stark stroked himself, making wet noises as he slicked his erection with it. Ichigo swallowed and he felt butterflies flutter in his stomach as Stark lifted him again, but this time over Stark’s large cock.

“W-wait…” Ichigo said and Stark paused. Ichigo could see his jaw clench and felt guilty. “I’m not sure…”

“Do ya remember your safe word, Ichi?” Shirosaki murmured as he slipped behind Ichigo. Ichigo nodded and Shirosaki gripped his hips tightly. “That’s what ya say when ya want to stop.”

This time it was Shirosaki, not Stark, who pressed Ichigo down. The reaction was instantaneous, and predictable.

“AH!!!” Ichigo’s eyes widened in shock and pain as both Shirosaki and Stark slid him down onto Stark’s large erection. He clawed at the hands at his hips and waist to try and find leverage in an attempt to ease the pain.

“It hurts!” Ichigo cried out as he clenched his eyes shut and used his legs to move his body up.

Shirosaki released Ichigo’s waist and reached around to grab his legs and lift them up so Shirosaki and Stark were the only things keeping him up. The action made Ichigo slide down another couple of inches and Ichigo actually let out a sob as he felt himself stretch far past his capacity.

Stark paused for a few moments after Ichigo accidentally took more of Stark than they intended and then pressed butterfly kisses along his face and licked up his tears. Shirosaki was now rubbed his reawakened erection against Ichigo’s crack, but was staying far away from his entrance.

Finally Stark was fully seated inside and Shirosaki released Ichigo’s legs so he could get into a more comfortable position. Stark stared into Ichigo’s face and frowned at the tear streaks and the bitten lip.

“Ichigo?”

Ichigo blinked and opened his eyes to stare into Stark’s gray ones. “Stark… I want you to make me feel good.” He wrapped his arms around Stark’s shoulders and dropped his head to Stark’s shoulder. “I want to feel that thing again, to make it stop hurting.”

“Ya need to adjust first before Stark pounds into ya.” Shirosaki said and grinned at Ichigo before nuzzling his orange hair. “Then ya would have to use your safe word, which would put a damper on the whole night.”

Ichigo winced and shifted, making Stark stiffen and fight not to do as Shirosaki just said. Shirosaki nibbled on Ichigo’s ear lobe and took Ichigo’s erection in his hand to pump it slowly.

“Even though ya are in pain, ya look like ya are ready to burst.” Shirosaki said cheerfully and practically kneaded Ichigo’s balls as he also squeezed the base of his cock to keep him from coming.

Ichigo tightened around Stark and that was the last straw for the normally composed Nocuous. Shirosaki barely managed to move out of the way fast enough before Stark shoved Ichigo flat on his back and began to thrust in and out of him roughly.

Ichigo threw back his head and screamed as Stark picked up the insane pace. Even Shirosaki looked slightly concerned as Ichigo clawed at Stark’s chest and writhed frantically.

“Er, Stark?” Shirosaki tried, but Stark just snarled and hoisted Ichigo’s knees over his elbows and nearly bent Ichigo in half. Dark energy began to swirl around Stark and Ichigo shuddered as his own was touched.

Reacting quickly, Shirosaki risked Stark’s anger and grabbed Ichigo, kissing him passionately as he wormed his hand in between Stark and Ichigo’s body and began to jerk Ichigo’s erection which hadn’t been lost. Ichigo gasped into Shirosaki’s mouth and Shirosaki relaxed as Ichigo’s own aura began to coat his body, protecting him from any potential damage Stark’s could do to him.

Stark’s dark lust calmed slightly as Ichigo began to relax and he changed his angle to hit Ichigo’s prostate. Ichigo tore his mouth away from Shirosaki’s to pant frantically. His back bowed in pleasure and he cried out.

“STARK!!!”

“Ichigo.” Stark hissed. Shirosaki slid away from Ichigo quickly as Stark leaned down to kiss him, biting harshly at his lips and licking up the blood. Ichigo moaned and moved his own hand down to pump his erection. His climax, which had continually been denied to him, was finally reaching its peak and Stark was nearing as well.

“FUCK!” Ichigo cried and his body spasmed as his jizz spurted onto his stomach.

Stark continued to thrust into Ichigo’s over sensitive body, making Ichigo shiver and quack as though in shock. When Stark finally came, he sunk his teeth into Ichigo’s neck and snapped his hips forward with a loud slapping sound as their skin came together. Ichigo let out a hoarse cry and Stark held him close, gently licking up the blood before pulling out of him.

Shirosaki slid Ichigo out from underneath Stark and kissed him desperately on the mouth. Ichigo’s bright aura had driven him made with want and he was ready to go again. Before Shirosaki could take it too much farther, however, Stark returned from the bathroom where he left to go get a warm, wet rag to clean up Ichigo.

Stark didn’t pull Ichigo away from Shirosaki, but he did maneuver them so he was able to gently wipe Ichigo up of all the semen and blood. Ichigo panted as his erection was reawakened from the ministrations and Shirosaki grinned.

“Are ya ready for round two?”

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Quick! How many different words can you think of for ‘semen’? XD Since this chapter was becoming so long, I divided it into two… so don’t worry, there is more yet to come of this smutty goodness.

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