Summer Daze
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,247
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0
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Currently Reading:
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Summer Daze
Urahara woke to the sound of waves hitting the warm sand. He pushed his hat back off his face and gazed down at the figure sleeping next to him.
Ichigo’s head was pillowed on Urahara’s belly his mouth open slightly as he snored quietly. Urahara traced Ichigo’s bottom lip tugging at it gently with his thumb. He smiled as the teen shifted and mumbled incoherently now half awake. His eyes fluttered open and he squinted up at the blond. Urahara’s smile softened as he traced a finger over Ichigo’s cheekbone and around to the back of his neck pulling his head up off his stomach.
The kiss was slow and sleepy, the heat of the day making everything hazy. Their lips barely touched tongues darting out to touch briefly before parting. Ichigo rubbed his eyes and yawned as Urahara let him go. He twisted around until his head rested on Urahara’s shoulder falling asleep instantly.
Urahara threaded his fingers through the teen’s hair, caressing the back of his skull. Pressing one last kiss to Ichigo’s forehead he let the rolling waves lure him back to sleep.
Ichigo’s head was pillowed on Urahara’s belly his mouth open slightly as he snored quietly. Urahara traced Ichigo’s bottom lip tugging at it gently with his thumb. He smiled as the teen shifted and mumbled incoherently now half awake. His eyes fluttered open and he squinted up at the blond. Urahara’s smile softened as he traced a finger over Ichigo’s cheekbone and around to the back of his neck pulling his head up off his stomach.
The kiss was slow and sleepy, the heat of the day making everything hazy. Their lips barely touched tongues darting out to touch briefly before parting. Ichigo rubbed his eyes and yawned as Urahara let him go. He twisted around until his head rested on Urahara’s shoulder falling asleep instantly.
Urahara threaded his fingers through the teen’s hair, caressing the back of his skull. Pressing one last kiss to Ichigo’s forehead he let the rolling waves lure him back to sleep.