request #4 - Ichigo x Renji, Ogichi x Ichigo
Request from ogichi
Title: Scream for me!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ichigo x Renji, Ogichi x Ichigo, slight Ogichi x Renji
Warning: Yaoi, smut, no beta
Ichigo smirked as he sat down by Renji’s side. “Poor Ukitake-san.”
Renji was still laughing. “Yeahhis subordinates are insane! Can you imagine how he felt when he woke up?”
“They’ve built a freaking tomb around him! Poor guy, he woke up in all those flowers and the incense lit by his side” Ichigo snorted.
“And he is kinda old and not to mention he is sick. Man, I would kill them if the did something like that to me.”
Ichigo sighed, “But they had his best interest at heart.”
“Yeah.” Renji replied as he lay down. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of hot sand at his back. It was a fun day. They realized that both brother and sister Kuchiki were artistically disabled, that the two third seats of the 13th division were as mad as all hell, not that anyone had much doubts, and confirmed that Hitsugaya is antisocial and Rangiku is perverted.
“Hey, Ichigo.” Renji tugged the sleeve of Ichigo’s shirt. When the other looked at him he continued. “Why do you always frown? Didn’t you have fun today?”
“I don’t always frown! Idiot!”
Renji grinned, “Yeah you do!”
“Well now I do because you piss me off!” Ichigo moved to get up but Renji caught his arm and pulled him down.
Surprised, Ichigo stumbled and fell, luckily mastering enough grace not to fall flat on his companion. He held his upper body up supporting his weight on his arms on either side of Renji’s head.
“I could have injured you, you idiot!”
Renji shook his head, “I can take some roughness.”
Ichigo couldn’t help but smirk. “Is that so?” He leaned forward and pressed his lips against Renji’s. Lately they had no time to play their own little game. He spoke against Renji’s lips, “How about you take some roughness here? Everyone left already, it’s dusk and we are alone at the beach.”
“Are you kidding me!? Someone might come back to get us!” Renji tried to push Ichigo off.
“I’m dead serious! Why? Are you scared?” Ichigo grinned and captured Renji lips in a dominating kiss. He pushed his tongue inside Renji’s mouth using the fact that Renji was still too shocked by the idea to really fight against him.
Soon the messy kiss turned into a fight for dominance. Lips bruising each other, teeth grazing and tongues trying to overpower one another. Ichigo won content to hear Renji moan into the kiss.
Once they discarded the little clothing they had, given that they had spent the whole day at the beach, the two got closer to the water. Ichigo wanted the small waves to crash onto them. He instructed Renji to get down on all fours.
“Why do I have to be the bottom?” Renji asked, but none the less did as he was told.
Ichigo kneeled behind and leaned over Renji’s back to whisper against his ear. “Because I own your ass.” To illustrate his point he cupped one of Renji’s pale cheeks.
“Bastard!” Renji blushed, glad their position prevented Ichigo to witness that. He felt Ichigo’s breath on the back of his neck and the tip of his hard member brush against his ass. He trembled with anticipation.
Ichigo smiled. “I really do own you, and by the time I make you come I’ll have you screaming my name.”
The water crashed against them and Ichigo was glad it got them wet, took care of the lube issue. Renji hissed when he felt Ichigo slowly penetrate him, he stopped and asked him if he was alright once the head of his cock was inside. Renji nodded after a few seconds and Ichigo slowly slid inside the whole length.
He rested inside for a few moments allowing Renji to get used to the intrusion, but he didn’t wait for approval. As soon as he felt the inner walls around his hard member loosen up he took it as a signal it was alright to move. He made the first few thrusts short and slow, arching his back so he no longer leaned over his lover and griped his hips.
Renji moaned and mentally cursed the cocky bastard for thinking he can make him scream his name, although he did fear Ichigo might just get what he wanted. The feeling of Ichigo drawing out of him and pushing back in was sending shivers through his body; he dug his fingers into the shifting moist sand and threw his head back. Ichigo picked up the pace.
Ichigo looked at the body writhe beneath him starting to move hips back to meet his sharp thrusts. As Renji’s throat finally loosened up and he became more vocal Ichigo took hold of Renji’s pony-tail and pulled off the band holding the wild crimson strand bind.
Renji’s hair fell down like a curtain around his face. Ichigo smiled, he liked Renji’s hair better when it was loose. But as Ichigo changed the direction of his thrusts as he reached to undo Renji’s hair he heard Renji almost scream out. He grinned, now he knew how to angle his thrusts.
With every sharp and fast thrust Ichigo managed to hit Renji’s prostate. Renji was so close to screaming, he was moaning Ichigo’s name, begging for more, harder and faster. And Ichigo was only too happy to comply. He sneaked a hand around Renji to grab hold of the redhead’s erection. He stroked it in time with his thrusts.
Renji closed his eyes; the intense sensations holding grip of him were making him loose all composure.
“Come on! Scream for me. Do it!” Ichigo hissed through his teeth.
Renji bit his lip, holding back. But Ichigo was too good and he was giving in, he had no choice. His body screamed for more. He felt Ichigo grip his hips harder to still his movements.
Ichigo drew back the whole length and making sure the angle was right he thrust back sharply. He could hear their skin slap together as he did so. He hit forcefully Renji’s prostate. Wanted or not, Renji screamed and as he did so he came into Ichigo’s hand.
Ichigo was disappointed that Renji didn’t scream his name but still glad he got him to scream. After a few more thrust he to emptied himself and moved away from Renji.
When he didn’t see Ichigo anywhere around him as he had expected Renji turned around. A few steps away behind him Ichigo was standing in the water almost to his waist. He was gripping his head. Soon Renji realized why. He felt a horrible, dark and dense spirit pressures leave Ichigo. Pressure like that of a hollow.
It was so strong and dense it made Renji fall down onto his back. He looked at Ichigo unsure what to do. He called Ichigo’s name a few times not daring to come close. The evil and murderous intentions were so obvious in aura around Ichigo that it made Renji want to get out of the mortal body and grip his sword.
But his heart wouldn’t let him draw his sword at Ichigo again. At least not with intent to kill. Ichigo fell into the water, he collapsed. Renji got up and rushed to the spot where Ichigo had sunk. He pulled Ichigo’s body to the shore and slapped and shook him to make him snap back.
He saw Ichigo’s lips curve into a smirk. He would have felt better but he still felt that horrible spirit pressure.
Eyes opened to reveal black eyes with yellow irises.
“Did my king have fun?” The pale, grim version of Ichigo asked.
“Bastard! How did you pull me in here?” Ichigo snarled at him.
“Oh that. Well I can do a lot of things. Can’t you?” Ogichi grinned.
“Why did you bring me here?”
A sinister smirk still graced Ogichi’s lips. “I’m going to fuck you.” He stated plainly. “You inspired me with your little play with that whore. I have to be your horse. For the time being, but still. So just as a payment I am going to make you my bitch for a little while.”
Ichigo stepped back.
“Oh, and I’m also going to fuck your bitch back in the outer world.”
“I won’t let you!”
“There is very little you can do. Unlike you, I can exist in both worlds; this, our sanctuary and the outer world. Whenever you get stuck here with me you have no control over your body. But I do.” He jumped forward and landed on Ichigo.
Ichigo fell backward and landed sharply hitting his head along the way. It made his mind swirl a bit. He tried to push Ogichi off but gave up when the other bit on his lower lip. He yelped and that was just what Ogichi needed to force his tongue into his mouth. Ichigo tasted his own blood from the bite; he felt Ogichi’s tongue press down his own just to make sure he can’t fight him for control of the brute kiss.
Renji struggled underneath Ichigo’s body.
“What the hell are you? Get of me!!!” Renji tried to push Ogichi off to free himself. “Where is Ichigo?!”
“Don’t worry; I’m playing with him this way to.” Ogichi whispered sinisterly against Renji’s ear. “Be nice and I won’t hurt him much.”
“How can you do anything to him when you have his body?” Renji was slightly confused by the idea.
“But emotional damage is the worst.” He grinned down at Renji. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against Renji’s as he spoke. “Play nice if you ever want to see him again. Understand?”
Renji’s eyes widened but he nodded. He knew what the monster meant. He hoped Ichigo would forgive him, not that they had some sort of stable relationship, but still he hoped Ichigo wouldn’t hold it against him.
“Your bitch outside gave in to me!” Ogichi grinned as he grabbed Ichigo’s arms to pin them above his head. “You will stop this futile fight and let me fuck you or I will hurt your red-haired whore!”
Ichigo tensed. Was he serious? Did Renji really give in to him? Can’t he tell it’s not Ichigo? “Lies! He wouldn’t let you fuck him! He knows you are not me!”
“Maybe he likes it tough and you can’t deliver.” Ogichi smirked. “Whatever it may be, I’ll let you sort it out when you get back there. But for now I have you both and if you don’t want to find the redhead as a pile of ground meat you will be a good little bitch and calm the fuck down!”
Ichigo relaxed. He closed his eyes and turned his head as he felt Ogichi smile against the skin of his neck before he licked it. Ogichi left bites along Ichigo’s neck before he licked up his jaw and turned his head to claim his lips again.
As soon as he had Ichigo stripped he instructed him to lay back down and spread his legs.
“I’m sorry darling, but I’m not into foreplay and preparations.” He winked down at Ichigo as he positioned himself between his legs. “If only you could hear how your bitch is howling. I’m not sure is it from pleasure or pain.”
“Just get it over with!” Ichigo retorted.
“As you wish!” Ogichi leaned forward and pressed against the tight ring of Ichigo’s rectum. He sharply thrust in.
Ichigo threw his head back and bit back a scream. The angry, brute rhythm did not diminish the whole time but only intensified. Ogichi was good, he instantly found the right spot to hit, and he did every time.
Soon Ichigo found himself meeting Ogichi’s thrust. His throat let loose moans of sick and painful ecstasy. Ogichi attacked his neck again, this time not trying to hurt him. No, he licked and kissed the sensitive skin as Ichigo’s body squirmed beneath him. He grind his hips up against Ogichi as heath raised inside him and electricity shoot up and down his spine while Ogichi kept driving out of him and filling him up again.
He even liked the pace. Why was Ogichi not gloating? He had Ichigo lock his legs behind his back, his fingers twined in his white hair while he kissed his neck. Was this Ogichi’s true victory?
Ichigo breathed, “You wanted this? For me to like what you are doing?”
Ogichi lifted his head to look down at him. “Yes! Scream my name!” He grinned.
Finally Ichigo thought of Renji again. It was what he wanted from Renji. He shook his head.
Ogichi frowned and lifted his torso off Ichigo’s, grabbing his arms again to pin them over his head. When he did, he increased the speed and force of his thrusts. “Scream bitch!”
The pain lessened when Ichigo’s blood lubed Ogichi’s thrusts, but now with new found force Ichigo was attacked by stinging pain as the sore rips got torn with every thrust. He screamed, the pain shoot up his spine hard.
When Ogichi was done and dressed himself up he looked down at Ichigo who was still looking up at the sky with empty eyes.
“Tsk! Go back to your bitch! You’re an eyesore!” He sent Ichigo back to Renji. He was pissed that Ichigo didn’t scream his name and even more that Renji screamed Ichigo’s name.
When Ichigo came to he found he was laying on top of Renji. He heard Renji’s heartbeat was fast and uneven.
“Ichigo! Are you alright?” Renji tangled his fingers in Ichigo’s hair and hugged the boy close to him as soon as he felt Ichigo’s spirit pressure return.
“Are you?” Ichigo asked in a cold tone.
Renji frowned sadly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t have a choice.”
“I know, I don’t blame you. I blame myself.” Ichigo hugged Renji back.
“If it makes you feel any better he looked so pissed when I screamed your name instead of his!” Renji made a sad smile, know he can’t help much.
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Word from Dana: Sorry it took so long... And sorry it's not my best work... But I haven't been in the mood for Bleach in a while....
Title: Scream for me!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ichigo x Renji, Ogichi x Ichigo, slight Ogichi x Renji
Warning: Yaoi, smut, no beta
Ichigo smirked as he sat down by Renji’s side. “Poor Ukitake-san.”
Renji was still laughing. “Yeahhis subordinates are insane! Can you imagine how he felt when he woke up?”
“They’ve built a freaking tomb around him! Poor guy, he woke up in all those flowers and the incense lit by his side” Ichigo snorted.
“And he is kinda old and not to mention he is sick. Man, I would kill them if the did something like that to me.”
Ichigo sighed, “But they had his best interest at heart.”
“Yeah.” Renji replied as he lay down. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of hot sand at his back. It was a fun day. They realized that both brother and sister Kuchiki were artistically disabled, that the two third seats of the 13th division were as mad as all hell, not that anyone had much doubts, and confirmed that Hitsugaya is antisocial and Rangiku is perverted.
“Hey, Ichigo.” Renji tugged the sleeve of Ichigo’s shirt. When the other looked at him he continued. “Why do you always frown? Didn’t you have fun today?”
“I don’t always frown! Idiot!”
Renji grinned, “Yeah you do!”
“Well now I do because you piss me off!” Ichigo moved to get up but Renji caught his arm and pulled him down.
Surprised, Ichigo stumbled and fell, luckily mastering enough grace not to fall flat on his companion. He held his upper body up supporting his weight on his arms on either side of Renji’s head.
“I could have injured you, you idiot!”
Renji shook his head, “I can take some roughness.”
Ichigo couldn’t help but smirk. “Is that so?” He leaned forward and pressed his lips against Renji’s. Lately they had no time to play their own little game. He spoke against Renji’s lips, “How about you take some roughness here? Everyone left already, it’s dusk and we are alone at the beach.”
“Are you kidding me!? Someone might come back to get us!” Renji tried to push Ichigo off.
“I’m dead serious! Why? Are you scared?” Ichigo grinned and captured Renji lips in a dominating kiss. He pushed his tongue inside Renji’s mouth using the fact that Renji was still too shocked by the idea to really fight against him.
Soon the messy kiss turned into a fight for dominance. Lips bruising each other, teeth grazing and tongues trying to overpower one another. Ichigo won content to hear Renji moan into the kiss.
Once they discarded the little clothing they had, given that they had spent the whole day at the beach, the two got closer to the water. Ichigo wanted the small waves to crash onto them. He instructed Renji to get down on all fours.
“Why do I have to be the bottom?” Renji asked, but none the less did as he was told.
Ichigo kneeled behind and leaned over Renji’s back to whisper against his ear. “Because I own your ass.” To illustrate his point he cupped one of Renji’s pale cheeks.
“Bastard!” Renji blushed, glad their position prevented Ichigo to witness that. He felt Ichigo’s breath on the back of his neck and the tip of his hard member brush against his ass. He trembled with anticipation.
Ichigo smiled. “I really do own you, and by the time I make you come I’ll have you screaming my name.”
The water crashed against them and Ichigo was glad it got them wet, took care of the lube issue. Renji hissed when he felt Ichigo slowly penetrate him, he stopped and asked him if he was alright once the head of his cock was inside. Renji nodded after a few seconds and Ichigo slowly slid inside the whole length.
He rested inside for a few moments allowing Renji to get used to the intrusion, but he didn’t wait for approval. As soon as he felt the inner walls around his hard member loosen up he took it as a signal it was alright to move. He made the first few thrusts short and slow, arching his back so he no longer leaned over his lover and griped his hips.
Renji moaned and mentally cursed the cocky bastard for thinking he can make him scream his name, although he did fear Ichigo might just get what he wanted. The feeling of Ichigo drawing out of him and pushing back in was sending shivers through his body; he dug his fingers into the shifting moist sand and threw his head back. Ichigo picked up the pace.
Ichigo looked at the body writhe beneath him starting to move hips back to meet his sharp thrusts. As Renji’s throat finally loosened up and he became more vocal Ichigo took hold of Renji’s pony-tail and pulled off the band holding the wild crimson strand bind.
Renji’s hair fell down like a curtain around his face. Ichigo smiled, he liked Renji’s hair better when it was loose. But as Ichigo changed the direction of his thrusts as he reached to undo Renji’s hair he heard Renji almost scream out. He grinned, now he knew how to angle his thrusts.
With every sharp and fast thrust Ichigo managed to hit Renji’s prostate. Renji was so close to screaming, he was moaning Ichigo’s name, begging for more, harder and faster. And Ichigo was only too happy to comply. He sneaked a hand around Renji to grab hold of the redhead’s erection. He stroked it in time with his thrusts.
Renji closed his eyes; the intense sensations holding grip of him were making him loose all composure.
“Come on! Scream for me. Do it!” Ichigo hissed through his teeth.
Renji bit his lip, holding back. But Ichigo was too good and he was giving in, he had no choice. His body screamed for more. He felt Ichigo grip his hips harder to still his movements.
Ichigo drew back the whole length and making sure the angle was right he thrust back sharply. He could hear their skin slap together as he did so. He hit forcefully Renji’s prostate. Wanted or not, Renji screamed and as he did so he came into Ichigo’s hand.
Ichigo was disappointed that Renji didn’t scream his name but still glad he got him to scream. After a few more thrust he to emptied himself and moved away from Renji.
When he didn’t see Ichigo anywhere around him as he had expected Renji turned around. A few steps away behind him Ichigo was standing in the water almost to his waist. He was gripping his head. Soon Renji realized why. He felt a horrible, dark and dense spirit pressures leave Ichigo. Pressure like that of a hollow.
It was so strong and dense it made Renji fall down onto his back. He looked at Ichigo unsure what to do. He called Ichigo’s name a few times not daring to come close. The evil and murderous intentions were so obvious in aura around Ichigo that it made Renji want to get out of the mortal body and grip his sword.
But his heart wouldn’t let him draw his sword at Ichigo again. At least not with intent to kill. Ichigo fell into the water, he collapsed. Renji got up and rushed to the spot where Ichigo had sunk. He pulled Ichigo’s body to the shore and slapped and shook him to make him snap back.
He saw Ichigo’s lips curve into a smirk. He would have felt better but he still felt that horrible spirit pressure.
Eyes opened to reveal black eyes with yellow irises.
“Did my king have fun?” The pale, grim version of Ichigo asked.
“Bastard! How did you pull me in here?” Ichigo snarled at him.
“Oh that. Well I can do a lot of things. Can’t you?” Ogichi grinned.
“Why did you bring me here?”
A sinister smirk still graced Ogichi’s lips. “I’m going to fuck you.” He stated plainly. “You inspired me with your little play with that whore. I have to be your horse. For the time being, but still. So just as a payment I am going to make you my bitch for a little while.”
Ichigo stepped back.
“Oh, and I’m also going to fuck your bitch back in the outer world.”
“I won’t let you!”
“There is very little you can do. Unlike you, I can exist in both worlds; this, our sanctuary and the outer world. Whenever you get stuck here with me you have no control over your body. But I do.” He jumped forward and landed on Ichigo.
Ichigo fell backward and landed sharply hitting his head along the way. It made his mind swirl a bit. He tried to push Ogichi off but gave up when the other bit on his lower lip. He yelped and that was just what Ogichi needed to force his tongue into his mouth. Ichigo tasted his own blood from the bite; he felt Ogichi’s tongue press down his own just to make sure he can’t fight him for control of the brute kiss.
Renji struggled underneath Ichigo’s body.
“What the hell are you? Get of me!!!” Renji tried to push Ogichi off to free himself. “Where is Ichigo?!”
“Don’t worry; I’m playing with him this way to.” Ogichi whispered sinisterly against Renji’s ear. “Be nice and I won’t hurt him much.”
“How can you do anything to him when you have his body?” Renji was slightly confused by the idea.
“But emotional damage is the worst.” He grinned down at Renji. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against Renji’s as he spoke. “Play nice if you ever want to see him again. Understand?”
Renji’s eyes widened but he nodded. He knew what the monster meant. He hoped Ichigo would forgive him, not that they had some sort of stable relationship, but still he hoped Ichigo wouldn’t hold it against him.
“Your bitch outside gave in to me!” Ogichi grinned as he grabbed Ichigo’s arms to pin them above his head. “You will stop this futile fight and let me fuck you or I will hurt your red-haired whore!”
Ichigo tensed. Was he serious? Did Renji really give in to him? Can’t he tell it’s not Ichigo? “Lies! He wouldn’t let you fuck him! He knows you are not me!”
“Maybe he likes it tough and you can’t deliver.” Ogichi smirked. “Whatever it may be, I’ll let you sort it out when you get back there. But for now I have you both and if you don’t want to find the redhead as a pile of ground meat you will be a good little bitch and calm the fuck down!”
Ichigo relaxed. He closed his eyes and turned his head as he felt Ogichi smile against the skin of his neck before he licked it. Ogichi left bites along Ichigo’s neck before he licked up his jaw and turned his head to claim his lips again.
As soon as he had Ichigo stripped he instructed him to lay back down and spread his legs.
“I’m sorry darling, but I’m not into foreplay and preparations.” He winked down at Ichigo as he positioned himself between his legs. “If only you could hear how your bitch is howling. I’m not sure is it from pleasure or pain.”
“Just get it over with!” Ichigo retorted.
“As you wish!” Ogichi leaned forward and pressed against the tight ring of Ichigo’s rectum. He sharply thrust in.
Ichigo threw his head back and bit back a scream. The angry, brute rhythm did not diminish the whole time but only intensified. Ogichi was good, he instantly found the right spot to hit, and he did every time.
Soon Ichigo found himself meeting Ogichi’s thrust. His throat let loose moans of sick and painful ecstasy. Ogichi attacked his neck again, this time not trying to hurt him. No, he licked and kissed the sensitive skin as Ichigo’s body squirmed beneath him. He grind his hips up against Ogichi as heath raised inside him and electricity shoot up and down his spine while Ogichi kept driving out of him and filling him up again.
He even liked the pace. Why was Ogichi not gloating? He had Ichigo lock his legs behind his back, his fingers twined in his white hair while he kissed his neck. Was this Ogichi’s true victory?
Ichigo breathed, “You wanted this? For me to like what you are doing?”
Ogichi lifted his head to look down at him. “Yes! Scream my name!” He grinned.
Finally Ichigo thought of Renji again. It was what he wanted from Renji. He shook his head.
Ogichi frowned and lifted his torso off Ichigo’s, grabbing his arms again to pin them over his head. When he did, he increased the speed and force of his thrusts. “Scream bitch!”
The pain lessened when Ichigo’s blood lubed Ogichi’s thrusts, but now with new found force Ichigo was attacked by stinging pain as the sore rips got torn with every thrust. He screamed, the pain shoot up his spine hard.
When Ogichi was done and dressed himself up he looked down at Ichigo who was still looking up at the sky with empty eyes.
“Tsk! Go back to your bitch! You’re an eyesore!” He sent Ichigo back to Renji. He was pissed that Ichigo didn’t scream his name and even more that Renji screamed Ichigo’s name.
When Ichigo came to he found he was laying on top of Renji. He heard Renji’s heartbeat was fast and uneven.
“Ichigo! Are you alright?” Renji tangled his fingers in Ichigo’s hair and hugged the boy close to him as soon as he felt Ichigo’s spirit pressure return.
“Are you?” Ichigo asked in a cold tone.
Renji frowned sadly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t have a choice.”
“I know, I don’t blame you. I blame myself.” Ichigo hugged Renji back.
“If it makes you feel any better he looked so pissed when I screamed your name instead of his!” Renji made a sad smile, know he can’t help much.
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Word from Dana: Sorry it took so long... And sorry it's not my best work... But I haven't been in the mood for Bleach in a while....