Welcome Home

I'm taking a short break from With a Silent Step to write some plotless smut. I feel like I'm out of practice.

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"I'm home!"

Ichigo turned eagerly from the television to welcome his lover. "Welcome back, Uryuu. How was the office?" He gained his feet gracefully and hurried over to the entranceway to greet the Quincy. Ishida abruptly grabbed him tightly and kissed him.

"It was boring. How were the kids?" Ichigo returned the kiss eagerly, glad that they were both together again.

"They were fine," he said after a long moment spent hungrily devouring his lover's mouth. "Yuzu came by and took them home as soon as she got out of work. I can't believe I've been demoted to a babysitter for my nephews."

As he spoke, Ishida's hands wandered lazily down his back, squeezing gently when they reached his ass. "I've missed you," he breathed into the Shinigami's ear. Ichigo chuckled, smirking.

"It was only seven and a half hours," he pointed out, and then squeaked indignantly as Ishida's long fingers found their way under the waist band at the back of his trousers.

"Too long," Ishida panted. "Much too long."

Leaning against the hard plane of his boyfriend's chest, Ichigo agreed silently, letting his own hand slid into the front of the slacks Uryuu wore to his office. He found his lover already hard, and smirked at him. "Were you having dirty thoughts on the way home, Uryuu?" he asked playfully, and gave the tense flesh a gentle squeeze.

Ishida moaned. "I didn't have to," he muttered, unfastening Ichigo's jeans right there in the genkan. "You're the first thing I saw when I got home, how could I not want you?"

They'd been dating for five years, fucking for two more. Even at twenty two, Ichigo still blushed that the normally reserved and refined Ishida could be brought to his knees by a dirty letter tucked into his briefcase or a sexy phone call on his break. "Let's get this into the bedroom, alright?" he murmured, kicking his jeans off and unbuttoning Ishida's jacket and shirt.

"The kids are all gone?" Ishida asked once more. Ichigo answered by leaning down and latching his lips around one pert nipple, drawing a low moan from the archer. While his lips were distracting the other boy, his hands were busy making short work of his slacks. Ishida interrupted them to draw Ichigo's shirt over his head and toss it down the hallway. Down to their boxers, the two boys kissed again, stumbling backwards into the bedroom.

Ichigo pushed Ishida down onto the bed, and tugged his boxers down over a straining erection before leaning over and attaching his lips to it. Ishida groaned, his head falling back onto the mattress. Ichigo expertly drew the shaft into his mouth, scraping his teeth along the side gently. His fingers came up beneath his mouth, and he started fondling and stroking Ishida's balls, earning him another moan. Without warning, he suddenly plunged down the base, sucking wantonly.

"AHh! Ichi-Ichigo!"

He loved hearing his lover fall to pieces beneath him that way, and he aimed to hear another noise as his other hand slipped up and he ungently thrust two fingers inside Ishida's body. Though he'd never admit it, Ishida like occasional roughness, and Ichigo played on this whenever the mood struck him. His fingers curled with the ease of long practice to Ishida's prostate, and the triple stimulation soon had Ishida writhing and moaning loudly, not even bothering to muffle himself.

Wryly, Ichigo thought that it was a good thing they'd gotten together and bought a house with no close neighbors. Both of them tended to get louder the closer they were to the edge. Ishida's moans peaked off into rapid whimpers that came with each breath, and Ichigo pulled away, leaving his lover bereft.

"Ah.. Ichi?" Ishida was still panting and dazed, and Ichigo took advantage of it to kiss him. Ishida made a face at the taste of his own precum, but kissed back eagerly. "Why'd you stop?" he asked, coming down from his plateau of pleasure.

"Can't let you have all the fun," Ichigo said smugly, and positioned himself on the bed in a provocative pose, legs spread and back arched, erection proudly standing at attention. His hands drifted between his legs, and he began stroking his own cock, alternating rhythms until he was breathing hard. An occasional moan slipped out unintentionally, and Ishida's eyes filled with lust at the sight.

"Whose turn tonight?" he asked, and Ichigo used one hand to dig the small bottle of lube out from under the pillow and toss it at him while his other hand remained dilligently pulling at his hardness. Ishida slathered the oil over his cock in record time, not even waiting for Ichigo to move his hands before lifting his legs over his shoulders and pushing into him. Ichigo cried out in pleasure at the penetration, the pain having stopped long before. The angle was a favourite between the two; it allowed each thrust to slide against the prostate, increasing the sensations.

It wasn't long before the smooth, even strokes degraded into mindless thrusting as Ishida's lust rose again. Ichigo's hand never left his erection, fueling him to even greater heights.

"Awh, god... Uryuu... Harder.." Ichigo gasped out. Ishida braced himself against the headboard and complied, each thrust rocking Ichigo upwards. It wasn't long before he came, spilling himself over his stomach and hands. The involuntary tightening of his ass sent Ishida over the edge moments later.

Panting and satiated, Ishida collapsed beside Ichigo, and drew him into an embrace. "I love you," he whispered. Ichigo started, surprised.

"I love you too," he murmured, then made a face. "Take a shower with me?" Ishida slapped him on the ass.

"Fiend," he accused. "How can you even move after that?"

Ichigo pulled away and jumped up, wiggling his ass provocatively as he made his way towards the huge bathroom that was just off their room. Ishida laughed, and then got up to follow him.

-End-

Author's Ramblings:
I don't even know how long I've been writing shit like this, and it never fails to embarrass me that people are actually gonna read it. XDD That is, of course, why I write it. I hope you enjoyed this! I had the damndest time thinking of a pairing, so I'm probably gonna add some more to it later. (More as in, different pairings. Ichi's my favourite, so they'll probably involve him.)

Hm. I am woefully out of practice at this sort of thing. The romance at the end was unexpected; they did that themselves, I just write this shit. XD