11 Reasons Isshin and Ichigo Sleep Together
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Category:
Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
9,502
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. And unfortunately, I haven't made any money off this story.
What I Do For You
Reason #8 - Because he knows how lonely he is.
Not again.
Ichigo woke with a groan, his father already crawling on top of him, biting at his neck. He didn’t have to look at the clock to know it was late. Luckily it was the weekend so at least he won’t have to go to school tired and sore. He feels his father breath her name in his hair and it sends a shiver down his spine. He hates it when he does that. But he knows that that’s why the man’s here right now, he needs help forgetting. Or remembering. Ichigo’s not sure which exactly but he figures it doesn’t really matter, either way the ending’s the same. He stretches as his pajama bottoms are pulled down, lifting his hips to make it easier for Isshin to remove them.
He spreads his legs easily, lifting his knees to frame his chest. There’s barely any prep but that’s okay, the burn will help drive his thoughts away. His father enters him in one long slow slide, sighing as he does so.
It’s that that always gets him, that sigh. Like now everything’s going to be alright, like this fixes something. Those are foolish thoughts but he doesn’t say so. Instead he keeps quiet and let’s the man pretend.
Not again.
Ichigo woke with a groan, his father already crawling on top of him, biting at his neck. He didn’t have to look at the clock to know it was late. Luckily it was the weekend so at least he won’t have to go to school tired and sore. He feels his father breath her name in his hair and it sends a shiver down his spine. He hates it when he does that. But he knows that that’s why the man’s here right now, he needs help forgetting. Or remembering. Ichigo’s not sure which exactly but he figures it doesn’t really matter, either way the ending’s the same. He stretches as his pajama bottoms are pulled down, lifting his hips to make it easier for Isshin to remove them.
He spreads his legs easily, lifting his knees to frame his chest. There’s barely any prep but that’s okay, the burn will help drive his thoughts away. His father enters him in one long slow slide, sighing as he does so.
It’s that that always gets him, that sigh. Like now everything’s going to be alright, like this fixes something. Those are foolish thoughts but he doesn’t say so. Instead he keeps quiet and let’s the man pretend.