Playing with food
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
1
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3,205
Reviews:
2
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Playing with food
“We’re going to do what?” Ichigo asked, frowning a bit as he looked up at the captain. Normally, they stayed right where they were, ensconced in the comfort and warmth of the others home, hiding the relationship that they knew they could get in trouble for. They didn’t go out and do things together…they didn’t…date. Why did he want to start now?
“We are goin’ ta go shoppin’.” Gin said easily, wrapping his arms around Ichigo’s waist from behind, nuzzling at his neck. He had long ago stopped fake smiling around Ichigo, the substitute shinigami always seemed to be able to tell when he was doing it. “I want ta get some fruit ta eat, we need ta start eatin’ better, ya know?”
Ichigo just grumbled a bit as he looked back at Gin, rolling his eyes slightly. “You’re not going to stop bothering me until I agree to this, are you?” He sighed at the wide grin he got from his lover, shaking his head a bit. “Fine, fine, I’ll do it then.” He didn’t seem really happy about it but he would do it…he would do just about anything to make the other man happy…it always seemed to make him happy too.
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The trip to the market was...interesting to say the least. Apparently Gin got distracted by all different types of food, even if he was so skinny, he seemed to very much enjoy eating and...playing with food. It was kind of...strange but amusing at the same time. The first food that had distracted the silver haired man was passion fruit. A fruit that Ichigo seem to passionately…hate, the stuff was disgusting. Gin bought it anyway…he said he liked the name of it.
The second fruit had been strawberries…of course. Ichigo didn’t really have a problem with them but it annoyed him sometimes when he was compared to them. He really did like their sweet but slightly tart flavor…especially if they had been dipped in whip cream. Apparently telling this to Gin was a mistake though. The man took the idea and ran with it.
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Now they were at home, the strawberries and whip cream laid out on the bed as they watched a movie, comfortably ensconced in each others arms. Gin had been giving him soft kisses, touching him in the way he knew always led to more…heated activities but for now, it was just the loving and gentle touches that he enjoyed so much.
Gin chuckled a bit when Ichigo seemed to get distracted but the movie, knowing it was what they were supposed to be watching but he was having a lot more fun playing with his own personal strawberry. He smiled a bit, dipping his finger in the whip cream before blatantly smearing it on the side of Ichigo’s face. He chuckled a bit when Ichigo gave him and indignant look, glaring in that cute way he always did.
Ichigo blushed when he was pushed back against the bed, more of the fluffy cream traced onto his chest as Gin licked the white substance off his cheek before kissing him deeply. “Gin…” He murmured, looking so very innocent with wide, glazed eyes even if they both knew he wasn’t.
Gin smiled again as he leaned down, licking the whip cream off of one on Ichigo’s peaked nipples as he started to push the rest of his clothes off. “How about we ‘ave some fun wit food, ne, Ichi?”
This was always how it started and they both loved it…the heated and arousing sex the stemmed from gentle touches, teasing, and normal, everyday activities that turned dirty…like they were just playing with their food.
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AN: This is a birthday prezzy for Cyny…I had major problems with it…and I know it probably sucks but…I wanted to get something out for her.
Happy birthday Cyny!! Hope you like it!
(and sorry about stopping where I did…she asked for fluff and I was trying to keep this close to a drabble)
“We are goin’ ta go shoppin’.” Gin said easily, wrapping his arms around Ichigo’s waist from behind, nuzzling at his neck. He had long ago stopped fake smiling around Ichigo, the substitute shinigami always seemed to be able to tell when he was doing it. “I want ta get some fruit ta eat, we need ta start eatin’ better, ya know?”
Ichigo just grumbled a bit as he looked back at Gin, rolling his eyes slightly. “You’re not going to stop bothering me until I agree to this, are you?” He sighed at the wide grin he got from his lover, shaking his head a bit. “Fine, fine, I’ll do it then.” He didn’t seem really happy about it but he would do it…he would do just about anything to make the other man happy…it always seemed to make him happy too.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The trip to the market was...interesting to say the least. Apparently Gin got distracted by all different types of food, even if he was so skinny, he seemed to very much enjoy eating and...playing with food. It was kind of...strange but amusing at the same time. The first food that had distracted the silver haired man was passion fruit. A fruit that Ichigo seem to passionately…hate, the stuff was disgusting. Gin bought it anyway…he said he liked the name of it.
The second fruit had been strawberries…of course. Ichigo didn’t really have a problem with them but it annoyed him sometimes when he was compared to them. He really did like their sweet but slightly tart flavor…especially if they had been dipped in whip cream. Apparently telling this to Gin was a mistake though. The man took the idea and ran with it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now they were at home, the strawberries and whip cream laid out on the bed as they watched a movie, comfortably ensconced in each others arms. Gin had been giving him soft kisses, touching him in the way he knew always led to more…heated activities but for now, it was just the loving and gentle touches that he enjoyed so much.
Gin chuckled a bit when Ichigo seemed to get distracted but the movie, knowing it was what they were supposed to be watching but he was having a lot more fun playing with his own personal strawberry. He smiled a bit, dipping his finger in the whip cream before blatantly smearing it on the side of Ichigo’s face. He chuckled a bit when Ichigo gave him and indignant look, glaring in that cute way he always did.
Ichigo blushed when he was pushed back against the bed, more of the fluffy cream traced onto his chest as Gin licked the white substance off his cheek before kissing him deeply. “Gin…” He murmured, looking so very innocent with wide, glazed eyes even if they both knew he wasn’t.
Gin smiled again as he leaned down, licking the whip cream off of one on Ichigo’s peaked nipples as he started to push the rest of his clothes off. “How about we ‘ave some fun wit food, ne, Ichi?”
This was always how it started and they both loved it…the heated and arousing sex the stemmed from gentle touches, teasing, and normal, everyday activities that turned dirty…like they were just playing with their food.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: This is a birthday prezzy for Cyny…I had major problems with it…and I know it probably sucks but…I wanted to get something out for her.
Happy birthday Cyny!! Hope you like it!
(and sorry about stopping where I did…she asked for fluff and I was trying to keep this close to a drabble)