Convince

“No, No and NO! Absolutely NO!” Ichigo was exasperated, his voice conveying his annoyance and slight anger at his other half as he tried to get his point across. They had been arguing for what seemed like hours in his bland inner world. The hollow was complaining he never got to have any fun and he deserve to. Ichigo did not agree. “I am NOT letting you out to ‘play’ or do ANYTHING else with my boyfriend, you pervert.” Who was he kidding, seriously? He wanted out to ‘play’ with Ishida which Ichigo knew was just code word for fucking him senseless, who would let him do that?

“Ahha, come on partner, I won’t hurt him if that’s what you’re worried about.” Shirosaki murmured, stepping towards Ichigo with a grin. “I’ve seen him through your eyes, Ichi, he’s is so fucking hot when he’s being fucked. As much as I like to fuck ya, you have ta understand that you’re not tha only person who wants different people in their life.” He thought he had a pretty good argument, he knew Ichigo had fucked or been fucked by more then one person, himself included, so why shouldn’t he get to screw more then one person?

“Then fuck Zangetsu.” Ichigo grumbled, smacking at Shirosaki’s when the hollow tried to touch him. The damned creature knew his weaknesses and he was pretty sure he was going to try to use them against him. He couldn’t do that if he couldn’t touch him though so, Ichigo just had to resist him.”Because he’s going to be the only other person you’re able to fuck, so just get used to the idea.”

Shirosaki grumbled under his breath, his eyes darkening a bit as he watched Ichigo. “I can convince you.” He murmured, moving quickly. It was just moments later that he had the other man pinned against the wall, a grin on his features as he leaned down to press a possessive kiss to his lips. “I know what ya like and I can do it better then him.” He slipped down the other’s body after that, sneakily undoing the tie to his hakama. “Tell me you won’t let me do it after this.”

This was one of those blowjobs his hollow side was famous for… at least to him. It was like he had no gag reflex and even though he seemed cold on the outside, god, he was hot and wet there. Even more then touching, this was one of Ichigo’s weaknesses. Shirosaki had the type of mouth that brought him to his knees, the type of mouth that could make him scream in pleasure from the merest touch. By the time Ichigo could think to fight, he was already doubled over, his hands buried in the other mans white hair as he shook from pleasure. The other man could turn him on just that fast.

“Fuck!” The word was the only warning Shirosaki got before Ichigo came inside his mouth, a groan coming from his throat as he slid down the wall to the floor, still panting. He looked up at the hollow with slightly bleary eyes, his entire body lax against the wall. “Fine.” He mumbled, swallowing a bit as he looked to the side. “But if you hurt him, I’ll tie you down and let Zangetsu do whatever the hell he wants to with you.”

Shirosaki just grinned, looking very happy with himself as he stepped toward Ichigo, leaning down to look him in the eye. “That’s a deal, partner.”

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AN: This was written for a friend