Taking care

Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine, it's Kubo-sensei's T__T *Hell emo...*

If Bleach was mine Ichigo and H!Ichi would have mind-numbingly good sex almost all the time and be enjoying it a lot, a lot a lot. And when I write 'a lot' I mean A LOT.

I just borrowed Ichis for that one fic T___T *Hell still emo...*


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“Taking care.”



Ichigo woke up suddenly.

“What the hell-?” He didn't know where he was or why he was there. He didn't remember what had happened but he knew that something had.

“Have you already woken up, aibou?” somebody asked.

Ichigo looked around. He realized where he was - it was his inner world and he was laying on a window of a horizontal building. 'Gods, I'm so stupid!' How he couldn't know where he was.

“So... Aibou?” his replica was kneeling next to him smiling crazily. “Hello! Happy to see you again!” he almost sang it. He was definitely in a good mood.

Shinigami slowly sat up.

“Mmm...” his head hurt like a bitch “What am I doing here? And why?” he looked at Hollow who was following all of his moves with wide open, curious eyes.

“You don't remember?” the replica laughed viciously. “Oh... You poor thing! Think a little and you'll remember!”

Ichigo wasn't disappointed at this answer. He knew that the other wouldn't tell him, but you always can try. He tried to recall something and then memories hit him like a wave. He was fighting with a Huge Hollow and he went home after that... but never reached it - he blacked out walking.

“Ok, now I know What happened, but still... why am I here?” he frowned and stared at white himself.

“Hmmm... Why are you here?” Hollow said mockingly, grinning. “Because I'm a bit... bored. And I just thought that if you're doing nothing you could come here.”

“Doing nothing?! I was fighting Hollows, you dumbass! It's not 'nothing'!” Ichigo began standing up. He was shaking, a little dazed and with hurting head. But suddenly his wrist was caught by a hand.

“What? Let me go! I'm busy, I must go home!”

“You will go nowhere.”

“Why do you think so?” he was irritated.

The grip on Ichigo's wrist was getting stronger with every second.

“Because I said so.” the White Shinigami pull him down by the wrist, not minding hurting him.

“Hey! Let me go I said! What the hell are you thinking?!” Ichigo was shouting while the other one was holding him, so he couldn't get up once more and still kneeling next to his captive.

“I told you. You won't go until I say so!” Hollow's face was mere inches from Ichigo's. A wide mad smile spread on it.

The human was struggling and trying to free himself from Hollow's grip, but he just couldn't no matter how hard he tried.

“I told you something! Stop struggling unless you want me to be rougher with you.” he was all the time staring at Ichi's face and body.

The boy didn't listen. He took an advantage of the other's unguarded moment and succeeded in freeing himself. He had stood up and walked away, not looking behind.

“And where do you think you are going?” he heard.

“Away from you, ass-” he stopped when a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist and chest. “What are YOU doing?” warm breath was tickling his neck.

“I am no letting you go. Are you stupid to ask such questions? I told you I was bored and I called you here.” his hand was under Ichigo's chin and lifted it a little. The teenager was utterly shocked. He didn't know what to think of that strange situation. Hollow was delicate with him and this, itself, was disturbing.

“Do you still wanna go from me?” Hollow had asked lustfully and began kissing boy's throat. Kisses were light and Ichigo found them pleasurable. “Do you like it?” the Shinigami whined in an answer and he could Hollow grinning against his skin. “You see? There's nothing to be afraid of. I knew you will like it.” In his eye a gleam of satisfaction appeared.

Holding human's waist he continued kissing his neck with moist lips and started lowering them both. The Shinigami wanted to say something or at least fight, but it felt so good and he couldn't think straight still shocked and now feeling hot.

When they had sat on a window, pale one slowly pushed down side of his aibou's hakama and stopped kissing him. Ichigo whimpered in protest. It was such a nice feeling to have that warm mouth on him.

“A... Don't be impatient, partner! You were the one who wanted to escape...” he said smugly, looking at the beautiful piece of skin he had just exposed.

“I'm not impatient!” Ichigo felt his cheeks getting red and hot.

“A, sure YOU ARE NOT impatient” he sneered, almost in the same moment he attacked newly bared flesh what earned moans from the teenager.

Whorish sounds were escaping Ichigo's lips. Hollow knew how to use his tongue, though he just explored redhead's neck and shoulders. He deliberately had kissed his way up to boy's ear and took the earlobe between his teeth.

“Aibou, do you want me to go on, ne?” he whispered playfully to his ear while sucking on sensitive shell. The human hadn't answered, just drew nearer the replica.

He felt lips crushing with his. He had opened his mouth wider and felt hot tongue forcing its way inside. He moaned into that kiss. It was a little brutal, but still innocent and tentative - Hollow was examining an unknown territory and checking what he could do with it. The kiss deepened gradually, tongues dancing feverishly in the heat. Sharp teeth bit slightly teen's tongue.

When they parted, the were both panting, blushing and flushed.

Hollow got on top of Ichigo and laid him down, taking off the rest of the upper part of teenager's outfit. Then he started one more time from kissing, biting and nipping skin of boy's throat.

He bit extra where neck was joining those strong shoulders and Ichigo whimpered again feeling sharp teeth digging into his skin.

Suddenly a thumb was pressed against his lips.

“Suck.”

He had drawn it inside along with the forefinger and began doing what he was told to. playing with fingers between his lips.

All that time the White Shinigami was going down his body with a trail of kisses, licks end bites. He stopped when he was near rosy nipples and then withdrew fingers from Ichigo's mouth. They were wet and glistening with saliva.

He had taken them to one of boy's nipples and pinched it lightly. Almost instantly he heard a loud moan.

“You like that, don't you?” he smirked and repeated his action. Another moan was heard.

Hollow's grin widened as he continued teasing boy's nipples. He rubbed them between his moistened fingers and scratched them lightly to hurt a little but still bring pleasure.

He enjoyed all sounds that the redhead was uttering emitting.

Ichigo arched his back when he felt lips around the sensitive nub with which had been playing white fingers. Pleasure was building inside him, his nerves threatening to burst.

Hollow had so much fun. He was sucking hungrily on it, biting delicately. Every of his action withdrawing cute whimpers and soft growls from boy's throat.

The Shinigami buried hands in the other's hair. White one glanced at him still sucking when he started massaging his scalp.
A moment later he stopped tormenting human's nipples and sat up. He removed upper part of his own hakama while Ichigo was observing him. He looked at that wonderful, white chest, just like his. He reached out to touch it. It was more than hot.

Hollow leaned down for a kiss. Their lips met, tongues fighting now. It wasn't as innocent as the first one. It would leave bruises but was still pleasant. Both of them liked taste of each other's mouth.

The replica loosened redhead's waistband during kissing him. Then he moved down flushed body beneath his. Stroking it and licking his way down sculptured chest and ripped abs. The boy was squirming all the time under Hollow's touch, moaning and grunting.

Hollow was very happy that his precious aibou had relaxed. He wanted to take his time and do nothing in rush, 'cause his partner was inexperienced and it wouldn't be that much fun to take him in the very beginning.

He nipped responsive skin of Ichigo's stomach and abdomen and looked the boy straight in the face, because he had lifted his head to see what Hollow was doing. The Shinigami was blushing and panting, he looked so sweet and fuckable, his eyes filled with heavy lust, but he was frowning.

“Are you afraid?” The replica asked maliciously, but smothered tremble of the latter's body with subtle strokes. “Don't worry.” he kissed smooth, sensitive skin beneath his chin and nuzzled a bit to it. He stuck out his tongue to taste more of it to soothe him.

First prickles of real ecstasy began forcing its way within Ichigo's body. His mouth fell open, his frown disappeared, his head fell back and he had nothing against Hollow doing whatever he wanted to him.

White one opened the remaining rest of Shinigami's outfit exposing everything to his greedy eyes. The boy gasped as he felt cold air.

The replica dipped his tongue in his navel, slowly making his way towards teenager's erection. The redhead bit his lip afraid to just scream out loud when he felt hands on his cock.

“Nnnggh...”

The White Shinigami was caressing him for a while. He ran his thumb across the head few times, smearing first drops of precome. His fingers were all over Ichigo's arousal.

He had suddenly stopped and licked his lips. Human hadn't liked not having insane one's palms on him and wanted to complain but he forgot about it as mouth had locked on him instead of hands. He growled and moaned while the white one was suckling hard on the head and then taking all of him inside the wet cavern. Hollow lapped his tongue at the underside sucking extra on the thick vein, massaging Ichigo's hips.

“Aaah...”

Drool was dribbling down the redhead's chin. He was ready, he wanted to come so badly!

The White bit really slightly, not to hurt his partner. His tongue was playing with the slit every now and then. He buried his nose in curly, light blonde hair. Grinning around Ichigo. He felt his hands in his hair again.

Hollow's hand moved down, ghosting over his balls, fondling them what made the boy growl loudly. Finally his hand had found his entrance and pressed there fingers gently. He looked up at his aibou. His eyes were tightly shut and he frowned at the feeling of fingers there. The replica pushed one finger inside burning heat and heard muffled moan. He felt that the teenager started shuddering.

He coaxed throbbing muscles still sucking so the Shinigami soon forgot about pain and the finger. Then he had pushed another finger and calmed resisting muscles. When he added the third finger, the redhead just winced a little. He started stretching him properly.

Ichigo had found having so many fingers inside uncomfortable, but suddenly he changed his mind. They were pressing something inside him what made him gasp for air and shiver with pleasure, it brought even more prickles of indescribable sensation.

When the White Shinigami heard a gasp and felt boy's body relaxing further he smirked. He knew that he had found his sweet spot.

Hollow was playing with his prostate, pressing it from time to time to enhance his desire. He decided to cut it off as he felt Ichigo's inner muscles tightening on his fingers. He had removed them from the entrance along with his mouth and settled himself between his tights spreading them wider.

The redhead whimpered when he felt those fingers being removed from him. He found himself enjoying them more than a lot. And when the mouth had followed fingers he felt frustrated.

Hollow sneered and started burying himself in Ichigo who whined knowing that the foreplay had ended. He buried the rest of his cock in that unbelievable heat to the hilt in one swift movement. The Shinigami was still whining surprised a little. It was definitely different than fingers which were teasing him, pressing a bundle of nerves. He mewled aloud feeling Hollow within him. It wasn't completely unpleasant and soon he found himself melting into that sensation.

The replica started moving slowly, unhurried. Gods, that tight heat was killing him and it was hard to hold back. He had dived to take human's lips into a kiss. He loved having his aibou so close.

“You're beautiful while being fucked, you know.” he breathed out.

They were both moaning loudly. Hollow's thrusts were getting feverish and faster. Ichigo's nerves and blood were on fire, his mind was off. He just wanted this perfect ecstasy. He was whining and moaning, jerking his hips to meet Hollow's. The White Shinigami was thrusting into him hard and deeply now. He knew that his aibou liked it and wanted more. He had reached for his painfully hard erection and started pumping. The boy had moaned even loudlier, grabbed replica's firm ass and pushed him deeper into him.

“Nnn... You're so hot and tight, aibou.” he said softly, lovingly.

With each thrust Hollow hit Ichigo's prostate and a bigger dose of pleasure came. Sweat broke on their bodies tightly pressed to one another.

Ichigo screamed as he came hard in the white hand. His semen spattered all over their stomaches. He just couldn't stand his sweet spot being constantly hit. His vision blurred and his body tensed and then relaxed.

Hollow growled when he found his release within the redhead. He laid heavily on his partnter's chest, who felt sticky warmth in his ass.

They laid like that for some time panting. Their chests raising heavily. Ichigo had thrown his arms round Hollow's neck and held him close. He inhaled scent of his replica. He smelled like lilies and the Shinigami liked it.

Then suddenly he had slipped off him and stood up.

“Time to get dressed, ne?”

When they both were fully dressed Ichigo approached Hollow.

“So... You called me here just to fuck me?”

“Ne... Aibou, first of all I wasn't 'fucking you', I was 'making love to you'.” his smile was insane, his voice still lustful. “And secondly... You know you wanted that.” he had drawn the Shinigami closer and kissed him. Ichigo was blushing once more and throw his arms around replica's waist.

“You understand now, aibou?” he asked, cradling the redhead in his arms.

“No... But, well.” the Shinigami felt strangely when the one who usually was trying to kill him was embracing him instead.

“Ne, partner. What don't you understand? You are me and I am you. I am taking care of you. I don't want my you, precious, to die, for example.” he held the boy in his arms tightly.

“But you said you were bored.” the human frowned.

“Yeah, partially... But you are what now? Complaining?” he freed the redhead and showed all of his teeth in a mad grin. “You were moaning loudlier.”

“Ok, ok. Just shut up.” his cheeks were getting hot again “I want to go home or just away from you.”

“A, aibou, you CAN go now. But I know, you've enjoyed it. We'll do it again, ne?”

Ichigo started to fade away but his nod was seen. Along with the deepening of red on his cheeks.

White Shinigami was left alone and laughed loudly, thinking of their another meeting.



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Author's Note(s):

I hope you liked it!

I've written it just for smut xD And because this pairing needs more love *hugs Ichi and H!Ichi*. Poor boys, they don't get enough love! But I gave all of mine to them xD

I know it's not a GOOD smut, but well... T___T *Hell emo again...* Don't be cruel. please, pretty please. It's my first fanfiction.

AND btw, H!Ichi is not OOC. I just thought that he could love Ichigo since they have one body and he could take care of him. They are practically one so if he wants to kill Ichi and take over his body he must look after him and show him some sweet love *pimpin' xD* and all...

If you find spelling errors or any others, please let me know in an e-mail ^__^

Thank you Jade! ^__^ 'The' doesn't like me and I don't like it xD

I hope there's less errors now ^__^