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7 Deadly Sins
Title: Seven Deadly Sins
Author: MusikVibe
Rating: Not suitable for anyone who has an innocent mind.
Theme: 7) Seven Deadly Sins
Summary: Renji and Ishida talk over ice cream about how their lovers are going to die.
Warnings: Just general crack-ness, humor, and bit of sex-speak
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Bleach, but Kubo Tite would kill me for making his boys gay and horny like rabbits on Viagra.
Seven Deadly Sins
“One scoop strawberry cone, please.” Ishida orders at the ice cream truck. Renji sniggers behind him, irritating him even more than he already is. “Must you be so immature, Renji?”
“Whatever”, Renji waves off the insult; he’s heard it millions of times. “Miss, I’d like one scoop of chocolate with sprinkles in a bowl, please.”
“Way to add more sugar than necessary. You’ve been here six weeks and now you’re trying to kill yourself by overloading on sugar?+”
“What does it matter if I’m already fucking dead, moron? I’ve been dead longer than you’ve been alive, Quincy, so don’t give me that bullshit.”
“Sir, I would appreciate you keeping your cursing to a minimum as there are kids around.” The unfortunate young lady looks terrified as she makes the simple request from the scary tattooed guy.
Snatching his cone while at the same time dropping his money, Renji scoffs at her and meanders away toward the archer who’s now sitting on the park bench.
“Why are you following me?” Ishida inquires, licking his dripping cone.
“Is it against the law to coincidentally be in the same place as you at the same time?” Rolling his eyes, Renji scoops some ice cream in his mouth.
“Yes, now leave me alone.”
“Liar.”
“Fuku-taichou.”
“Pansy.”
“Inked freak.”
“Queen.”
“Well, if you’re going to follow me around and insult me, at least try to have a decent conversation with me.”
“Why?”
“It’ll keep you from making stupid remarks and insults, like ‘Queen’.”
“It’s entertaining.”
Huffing, the Quincy turns his head away from the red head, silently working on his cone.
“Oi, Ishida?”
“Yes, Abarai?”
“What are the seven deadly sins?”
“Why do you want to know?”
“Well, Kuchiki-taichou said I was going to die and go to hell because I commit all the seven deadly sins.”
“I wouldn’t be shocked.”
“Bastard.”
“Anyways, they’re greed, lust, gluttony, pride, envy, wrath, and sloth. Did he explain why he said that?”
“No, not really.”
“Well let me explain this to you in terms of Ichigo and sex because he’s going to hell because of the same reason. When Ichigo and I have sex—“
“Like hell I wanna hear this!”
“Look, I’m not going to get graphic or anything.”
“Yeah right, you’re the kind of sadistic bastard that would say that and then go into great detail about how great Ichigo gives oral sex.”
“He’s not that great at it unless he really wants to.” Ishida adds nonchalantly as if he were talking about the wonderful summer weather.
“I didn’t want to know that!”
“Oh, quit screaming, my eardrums are starting to bleed. Continuing, when Ichigo and I have sex, at first he’s usually lusting after me. Then he all prideful asking me if I want to suck his glorious cock—“
“I think I’m going to be sick.”
“and I usually do because he tastes good. That’s usually when he starts being a greedy, begging for more. And then it’s like he can’t stop himself from getting more of me, so he starts jerking me, obviously envious of my size. I won’t go into anymore detail with that...” Taking a lick of his melting cone, Ishida ignores the fact that his ice cream buddy is drooling as he watches the indifferent archer lick the cone in the most sensuous way he seen anybody lick.
“But as soon as he’s inside me, he releases some strange wrath on my ass, pounding into me like Armageddon is around the corner. It feels wonderful though. I can’t complain. Then after we’re all done, I manage to move after ten minutes and take a shower. He, on the other hand, doesn’t move for an hour or so, or at least until I pull his lazy ass out of bed.” Watching the tongue show, Renji looks as if he’s about to cry; he’s missing out on something incredible right now.
“Do you understand now about the seven deadly sins?”
“No...”
Suddenly this huge bogging-down feeling sweeps over the two. Renji is the first to recognize part of the huge spirit pressure. “Taichou?”
Ishida immediately brightens as he feels his boyfriend’s spirit pressure at the same time. “Ichigo!” No more that ten seconds after the weight is lifted, the tall dark-haired Shinigami and the orange-haired sub-Shinigami come around the corner, looking serious and stoic as always.
“Oi, Uryuu! You didn’t buy me any ice cream, you stingy priss?” Ichigo slides his arms around the Quincy’s waist. “What were you doing with Renji?”
“I don’t know. He was following me.”
“I sent him to talk to you.” Byakuya’s baritone voice booms through Ishida, shaking him slightly.
“Why?”
“He needed to know what the seven deadly sins were.” Everyone looks over at the daze redhead who’s staring at Byakuya with a slight hunger in his eyes. “Did you tell him?”
“Well I explained it in quite graphic terms.” Smiling evilly, Ishida licks the cone once more seductively, just for Ichigo, before popping it in his mouth and chewing it up.
“Well, we’ve gotta go ‘cause Uryuu here is getting squirmy against me.” Grinning like the Cheshire cat, Ichigo waves bye to the Shinigamis and takes Ishida’s hand and pulls him towards the general direction of the Quincy’s apartment.
“Well, Renji. Did he tell you?”
Byakuya wasn’t even given time to yelp before Renji flash-pounced, knocking them off balance and falling into the bushes.
And for the next ten minutes, any kid who walked by heard the sounds of growling and a rustle of bushes. They ran away.
Author: MusikVibe
Rating: Not suitable for anyone who has an innocent mind.
Theme: 7) Seven Deadly Sins
Summary: Renji and Ishida talk over ice cream about how their lovers are going to die.
Warnings: Just general crack-ness, humor, and bit of sex-speak
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Bleach, but Kubo Tite would kill me for making his boys gay and horny like rabbits on Viagra.
Seven Deadly Sins
“One scoop strawberry cone, please.” Ishida orders at the ice cream truck. Renji sniggers behind him, irritating him even more than he already is. “Must you be so immature, Renji?”
“Whatever”, Renji waves off the insult; he’s heard it millions of times. “Miss, I’d like one scoop of chocolate with sprinkles in a bowl, please.”
“Way to add more sugar than necessary. You’ve been here six weeks and now you’re trying to kill yourself by overloading on sugar?+”
“What does it matter if I’m already fucking dead, moron? I’ve been dead longer than you’ve been alive, Quincy, so don’t give me that bullshit.”
“Sir, I would appreciate you keeping your cursing to a minimum as there are kids around.” The unfortunate young lady looks terrified as she makes the simple request from the scary tattooed guy.
Snatching his cone while at the same time dropping his money, Renji scoffs at her and meanders away toward the archer who’s now sitting on the park bench.
“Why are you following me?” Ishida inquires, licking his dripping cone.
“Is it against the law to coincidentally be in the same place as you at the same time?” Rolling his eyes, Renji scoops some ice cream in his mouth.
“Yes, now leave me alone.”
“Liar.”
“Fuku-taichou.”
“Pansy.”
“Inked freak.”
“Queen.”
“Well, if you’re going to follow me around and insult me, at least try to have a decent conversation with me.”
“Why?”
“It’ll keep you from making stupid remarks and insults, like ‘Queen’.”
“It’s entertaining.”
Huffing, the Quincy turns his head away from the red head, silently working on his cone.
“Oi, Ishida?”
“Yes, Abarai?”
“What are the seven deadly sins?”
“Why do you want to know?”
“Well, Kuchiki-taichou said I was going to die and go to hell because I commit all the seven deadly sins.”
“I wouldn’t be shocked.”
“Bastard.”
“Anyways, they’re greed, lust, gluttony, pride, envy, wrath, and sloth. Did he explain why he said that?”
“No, not really.”
“Well let me explain this to you in terms of Ichigo and sex because he’s going to hell because of the same reason. When Ichigo and I have sex—“
“Like hell I wanna hear this!”
“Look, I’m not going to get graphic or anything.”
“Yeah right, you’re the kind of sadistic bastard that would say that and then go into great detail about how great Ichigo gives oral sex.”
“He’s not that great at it unless he really wants to.” Ishida adds nonchalantly as if he were talking about the wonderful summer weather.
“I didn’t want to know that!”
“Oh, quit screaming, my eardrums are starting to bleed. Continuing, when Ichigo and I have sex, at first he’s usually lusting after me. Then he all prideful asking me if I want to suck his glorious cock—“
“I think I’m going to be sick.”
“and I usually do because he tastes good. That’s usually when he starts being a greedy, begging for more. And then it’s like he can’t stop himself from getting more of me, so he starts jerking me, obviously envious of my size. I won’t go into anymore detail with that...” Taking a lick of his melting cone, Ishida ignores the fact that his ice cream buddy is drooling as he watches the indifferent archer lick the cone in the most sensuous way he seen anybody lick.
“But as soon as he’s inside me, he releases some strange wrath on my ass, pounding into me like Armageddon is around the corner. It feels wonderful though. I can’t complain. Then after we’re all done, I manage to move after ten minutes and take a shower. He, on the other hand, doesn’t move for an hour or so, or at least until I pull his lazy ass out of bed.” Watching the tongue show, Renji looks as if he’s about to cry; he’s missing out on something incredible right now.
“Do you understand now about the seven deadly sins?”
“No...”
Suddenly this huge bogging-down feeling sweeps over the two. Renji is the first to recognize part of the huge spirit pressure. “Taichou?”
Ishida immediately brightens as he feels his boyfriend’s spirit pressure at the same time. “Ichigo!” No more that ten seconds after the weight is lifted, the tall dark-haired Shinigami and the orange-haired sub-Shinigami come around the corner, looking serious and stoic as always.
“Oi, Uryuu! You didn’t buy me any ice cream, you stingy priss?” Ichigo slides his arms around the Quincy’s waist. “What were you doing with Renji?”
“I don’t know. He was following me.”
“I sent him to talk to you.” Byakuya’s baritone voice booms through Ishida, shaking him slightly.
“Why?”
“He needed to know what the seven deadly sins were.” Everyone looks over at the daze redhead who’s staring at Byakuya with a slight hunger in his eyes. “Did you tell him?”
“Well I explained it in quite graphic terms.” Smiling evilly, Ishida licks the cone once more seductively, just for Ichigo, before popping it in his mouth and chewing it up.
“Well, we’ve gotta go ‘cause Uryuu here is getting squirmy against me.” Grinning like the Cheshire cat, Ichigo waves bye to the Shinigamis and takes Ishida’s hand and pulls him towards the general direction of the Quincy’s apartment.
“Well, Renji. Did he tell you?”
Byakuya wasn’t even given time to yelp before Renji flash-pounced, knocking them off balance and falling into the bushes.
And for the next ten minutes, any kid who walked by heard the sounds of growling and a rustle of bushes. They ran away.