Morning

“Shinji! You perverted freak! Unlock these things, now!” Ichigo was almost growling as he thrashed on the bed, yanking at the cuffs binding his hands to the headboard. All he had been doing was innocently sleeping then his freak of a boyfriend had handcuffed him! What was up with that?! “Shinji! Get your ass in here and unlock me!”

Shinji laughed softly from the doorway, playing with the tie he was wearing around his neck. He walked forward, pulling the knot out of the tie as he advanced on Ichigo’s prone form. “Ya were just sleepin’ for so long, I couldn’t resist no more.” He chuckled softly at the annoyed grumble that got from the other man, his hands quickly working on unbuttoning the shirt he still had on for some insane reason. By the time he had the clothing off, he was crawling over Ichigo’s body, a predatory grin on his features. “I can’t resist no more, Ichi, ya can’t just sleep naked and think I won’t take advantage of it.”

Ichigo grumbled even more at that, having given up pulling at the cuffs by then. Apparently, Shinji had put them on so that they would stay on this time. “Who got me naked in the first place?” He blinked a few times when the other man shifted a bit, his hands sliding down to undo his own pants. “Put that away! My ass still hurts from last night!”

“Ya really want that?” Shinji asked, grinning as he looked down. His pants were already most of the way undone but he wasn’t looking at himself now. His hand just slid forward, wrapping around Ichigo’s already clearly hard length and pulling up slowly. He reveled at the moan that pulled from the other mans throat, another grin forming on his face. “Sure don’t seem like ya want me ta stop, Ichi. Would ya like ta rephrase that? Do ya really not want me ta fuck you, right here and now?”

Ichigo groaned under his breath, shifting slightly under Shinji. It just wasn’t fair… Shinji was fucking hot, how could he not get hard from watching him strip? “Next time I’m fucking your ass into the bed.” He looked to the side after he said it, his hands clenching slightly as he laid there.

“That’s what I thought.” Shinji didn’t waste any time getting naked after that, knowing that Ichigo could change his mind just as fast as he had made it up. His boyfriend could be fickle like that. “Let’s do it just like this, ya should still be stretched from last night.” He slipped his hands down after that, spreading Ichigo’s legs and pressing forward, sinking inside his body without bothering to prepare or lube him at all. He had done that the night before so, he should be ok. They both liked a little pain anyway.

“You… fucking…” Ichigo couldn’t seem to get the words out, a groan coming from his throat as he writhed on the bed. Fuck it if that didn’t feel fucking amazing. He felt his back bow, a low groan coming from his throat as Shinji slipped as far inside him as he possibly could. No matter how many times Ichigo threatened to fuck him into the bed, Shinji knew that he would never go through with it. Ichigo liked being fucked far too much for that. He easily fell into the other mans rhythm, soft groans coming from his throat as he pressed up against him.

Shinji grinned, his hands gripping Ichigo’s hips as he moved inside of him. He didn’t keep the rhythm slow for long, it never was with them. If they weren’t just ripping at each other, totally lost in passion, their sex was just barely controlled heat. That’s what this was, even as Shinji’s nails dug into Ichigo’s hips, he could feel himself getting lost in the feeling. Ichigo’s ass was just so tight and fuck, it fit his cock so perfectly.

Ichigo was rocking up against Shinji by then, his hands gripping at the headboard that they were still cuffed too. He didn’t care about that though; all he cared about was the feeling of Shinji’s rough thudding deep inside his body. Having just woken up, his body was ohhh so sensitive and more primed to cum then it would have been if Shinji had jumped him a couple hours later into the day. Shinji knew it too. “Nnngg! Shinji!” He cried out just as his body clenched hard around the other mans erection, his own twitching harshly before he was cumming, spilling between their bodies.

The feeling of that already tight entrance massaging his length sent Shinji over the edge, almost just as fast. He grunted, moaning as he came inside Ichigo’s body. He just collapsed over him after that, groaning as he came down from the orgasmic high. “Fuck… for not wanting to do that, ya sure seemed ta enjoy it.”

Ichigo just grumbled, shifting under the other man. “Get off of me, Shinji.” He mumbled out, not wanting to admit that he had liked that just as much as Shinji had. But, that look he got, he knew he was already found out. He blushed a bit, licking his lips before he spoke again. “Either get off of me or… do it again.”

Shinji chose the second option, of course.