Initiation Indignation
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
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5,643
Reviews:
5
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Currently Reading:
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Eight O'clock Rock
Title: Eight O’clock Rock
Author: chibi-zoe
Series: Bleach
Pairing: Kyoraku x Hitsugaya
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: OOC-ness
Summary: Toshiro has just been promoted to Captain and discovered that they have an initiation ritual where he has to spend one night with each of his fellow captains.
The Eighth Division Lieutenant is such a strict, straight-laced, woman that Toshiro wonders how she and Kyoraku ever manage to get along. He is fully expecting the laid back man to have already started on the nights’ entertainment, he just hopes that the other doesn’t expect him to drink too much, he does have to front to work tomorrow after all. Ignoring the pursed lips of his guide, he steps across the threshold and into Kyoraku’s private quarters.
As suspected, there is an open bottle of sake on a tray beside the man, who is stretched on the floor with his pink floral haori wrapped around him to ward off the chill. Following mellow directions to ‘pull up a section of floor and help himself to a drink’, Toshiro settles down opposite the placid man and takes a few small sips of the fiery liquid. Struggling to contain a cough, he tries not to let his temper get the better of him as the other man laughs.
After more than an hour of gentle teasing and mild bullying, Toshiro finds that he has drunk far more than he intended. A warm wave of relaxation is coursing through his system, slowing his reactions and lowering his inhibitions. Pushing his robes off his shoulders, he sighs blissfully at the coolness on his heated flesh. Opposite him, eager eyes sparkle as a slightly slurred voice offers assistance. Accepting, but only because his fingers refuse to obey him, he watches mildly as Kyoraku crawls across to him and fumbles at his belt.
The floor is remarkably comfortable, so much so that Toshiro decides that he doesn’t really want to move. There is a beautiful pattern on the ceiling and his eyes follow it hypnotically. He laughs happily as his robes are removed, then gasps as a warm dampness envelopes his flaccid length, sucking him eagerly to full hardness. Lowering his hands, he tangles his fingers in coarse curls and spreads his legs to allow Kyoraku more room to move.
The finger gently probing him makes Toshiro arch his back and cry out. With his pleasure building, Toshiro tugs at the other man, wanting to feel something much larger than a finger inside him. He watches through heavy-lidded eyes as the other man kneels up and discards his own robes. Calloused hands slide beneath him and lift him up into the other captain’s lap and he wraps his legs around the thick waist and locks his ankles together.
The first thrust is delicious pleasure and Toshiro moans his enjoyment. Large hands are encircling his waist and holding him steady, so he uses his own hands to tease his flesh. He pinches his neglected nipples and runs his fingertips down his body, stroking his already leaking cock and fondling his drawn-up balls. Dipping even lower, he then explores the area where they join, making Kyoraku groan and begin to thrust even harder.
Judging by the desperate, staccato, feel to Kyoraku’s thrusts, the man isn’t going to last much longer, which is definitely a good thing because Toshiro doesn’t know how much longer he can stave off his own orgasm. Harsh panting breath echoes through the room and then, suddenly, Toshiro can’t wait any longer. His body tightens around the intruder, causing his partner to grunt harshly and go still. Toshiro is sure that he can feel every spurt as it impacts with his insides.
Rolling away from the other man, Toshiro reaches out for something to cover himself with. His eyes are heavy and he can feel that sleep is about to claim him. A warm weight settles at his back and something smooth is drawn up over him. Snuggling back, he allows himself to drift off.
Author: chibi-zoe
Series: Bleach
Pairing: Kyoraku x Hitsugaya
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: OOC-ness
Summary: Toshiro has just been promoted to Captain and discovered that they have an initiation ritual where he has to spend one night with each of his fellow captains.
The Eighth Division Lieutenant is such a strict, straight-laced, woman that Toshiro wonders how she and Kyoraku ever manage to get along. He is fully expecting the laid back man to have already started on the nights’ entertainment, he just hopes that the other doesn’t expect him to drink too much, he does have to front to work tomorrow after all. Ignoring the pursed lips of his guide, he steps across the threshold and into Kyoraku’s private quarters.
As suspected, there is an open bottle of sake on a tray beside the man, who is stretched on the floor with his pink floral haori wrapped around him to ward off the chill. Following mellow directions to ‘pull up a section of floor and help himself to a drink’, Toshiro settles down opposite the placid man and takes a few small sips of the fiery liquid. Struggling to contain a cough, he tries not to let his temper get the better of him as the other man laughs.
After more than an hour of gentle teasing and mild bullying, Toshiro finds that he has drunk far more than he intended. A warm wave of relaxation is coursing through his system, slowing his reactions and lowering his inhibitions. Pushing his robes off his shoulders, he sighs blissfully at the coolness on his heated flesh. Opposite him, eager eyes sparkle as a slightly slurred voice offers assistance. Accepting, but only because his fingers refuse to obey him, he watches mildly as Kyoraku crawls across to him and fumbles at his belt.
The floor is remarkably comfortable, so much so that Toshiro decides that he doesn’t really want to move. There is a beautiful pattern on the ceiling and his eyes follow it hypnotically. He laughs happily as his robes are removed, then gasps as a warm dampness envelopes his flaccid length, sucking him eagerly to full hardness. Lowering his hands, he tangles his fingers in coarse curls and spreads his legs to allow Kyoraku more room to move.
The finger gently probing him makes Toshiro arch his back and cry out. With his pleasure building, Toshiro tugs at the other man, wanting to feel something much larger than a finger inside him. He watches through heavy-lidded eyes as the other man kneels up and discards his own robes. Calloused hands slide beneath him and lift him up into the other captain’s lap and he wraps his legs around the thick waist and locks his ankles together.
The first thrust is delicious pleasure and Toshiro moans his enjoyment. Large hands are encircling his waist and holding him steady, so he uses his own hands to tease his flesh. He pinches his neglected nipples and runs his fingertips down his body, stroking his already leaking cock and fondling his drawn-up balls. Dipping even lower, he then explores the area where they join, making Kyoraku groan and begin to thrust even harder.
Judging by the desperate, staccato, feel to Kyoraku’s thrusts, the man isn’t going to last much longer, which is definitely a good thing because Toshiro doesn’t know how much longer he can stave off his own orgasm. Harsh panting breath echoes through the room and then, suddenly, Toshiro can’t wait any longer. His body tightens around the intruder, causing his partner to grunt harshly and go still. Toshiro is sure that he can feel every spurt as it impacts with his insides.
Rolling away from the other man, Toshiro reaches out for something to cover himself with. His eyes are heavy and he can feel that sleep is about to claim him. A warm weight settles at his back and something smooth is drawn up over him. Snuggling back, he allows himself to drift off.