Drabbles: Bleach
More from my drabble meme, this time the Bleach fandom.
Prompt: Sex Kitten
Pairing: Ichigo x Grimmjow
Rating: PG 13
Requested by: misumisu84
Ichigo was trying to sleep. That had been a little difficult with all the fireworks going off to see in the New Year keeping him up for hours. But damn it he was tired from fighting Hollows all damned day, dodging his dad’s insane random attacks and not to mention the other distraction he had from getting to sleep.
The one whose nails where digging into the inside of his thighs as he lay half asleep…
The one whose slightly rough, cat-like tongue was following the same path upward…
The one who was purring…
“Grimmjow…” he growled sleepily, half aroused, half wanting rest.
The tongue sliding up his length had him awake in an instant.
Damn! Okay, sod this, sleep could wait just a little longer. He had a sex kitten to fuck first.
Prompt: Domestic Bliss
Pairing: Aizen x Ukitake
Rating: PG 13
Requested by: misumisu84
Aizen was not in the best of moods, having had a bad day. But none of it mattered that things had not been going as he wanted, that he would have to force things to his will tomorrow. No, the day was over and he had something that would calm him down. He walked into the space he shared with his lover. The smell of delicious food greeted him and he smiled.
He followed the scent, discovering his lover hard at work on the evening meal, just as it should be. He came up behind his lover, caressing the long, snow white hair as he slid an arm round the slim waist.
“Hmm, smells good, though not as good as you.”
He was pleased when his lover sighed, melting into his embrace, obediently turning his face for a kiss which he indulged in happily.
“You say the sweetest things.”
Aizen chuckled and released his lover. No, after a hard day there was nothing like coming home to a warm meal lovingly prepared. And as Ukitake served them both, looking down demurely as Aizen looked at him with predatory eyes, nothing like a beautiful submissive in his bed. Who would have thought the way to calm him was simply domestic bliss?
Prompt: First Date
Pairing: Ichigo x Hanataro
Rating: G for fluff
Requested by: misumisu84
Ichigo wasn’t sure how it had happened, when the words had passed his lips. But somehow they had, and that led to him standing here now, fidgeting as he awaiting his date. He took a deep breath as the senkai gate opened and his equally nervous date stepped through.
After some awkwardness on both parts Ichigo proceeded to show him the sights of Karakura town. His small and quiet date babbled nervously but was obviously ecstatic to visit the living world, soaking up the experiences eagerly.
It had begun awkwardly, but as they sat watching the sun set, Ichigo smiled, thinking it had been a pretty good first date all told. He watched his date blush becomingly as he gently took the smaller in his own.
“Happy?” He asked him.
“Yes, very Kurosaki-san.”
“Just call me Ichigo.” He insisted firmly, and not for the first time that day, squeezing the small hand softly.
“Al… alright. Thank you Kur… Ichigo-san.”
Ichigo chuckled.
“You’re welcome Hanataro.”
And he thought the small shinigami had never looked so lovely as he did when he blushed.
Prompt: Sex Kitten
Pairing: Ichigo x Grimmjow
Rating: PG 13
Requested by: misumisu84
Ichigo was trying to sleep. That had been a little difficult with all the fireworks going off to see in the New Year keeping him up for hours. But damn it he was tired from fighting Hollows all damned day, dodging his dad’s insane random attacks and not to mention the other distraction he had from getting to sleep.
The one whose nails where digging into the inside of his thighs as he lay half asleep…
The one whose slightly rough, cat-like tongue was following the same path upward…
The one who was purring…
“Grimmjow…” he growled sleepily, half aroused, half wanting rest.
The tongue sliding up his length had him awake in an instant.
Damn! Okay, sod this, sleep could wait just a little longer. He had a sex kitten to fuck first.
Prompt: Domestic Bliss
Pairing: Aizen x Ukitake
Rating: PG 13
Requested by: misumisu84
Aizen was not in the best of moods, having had a bad day. But none of it mattered that things had not been going as he wanted, that he would have to force things to his will tomorrow. No, the day was over and he had something that would calm him down. He walked into the space he shared with his lover. The smell of delicious food greeted him and he smiled.
He followed the scent, discovering his lover hard at work on the evening meal, just as it should be. He came up behind his lover, caressing the long, snow white hair as he slid an arm round the slim waist.
“Hmm, smells good, though not as good as you.”
He was pleased when his lover sighed, melting into his embrace, obediently turning his face for a kiss which he indulged in happily.
“You say the sweetest things.”
Aizen chuckled and released his lover. No, after a hard day there was nothing like coming home to a warm meal lovingly prepared. And as Ukitake served them both, looking down demurely as Aizen looked at him with predatory eyes, nothing like a beautiful submissive in his bed. Who would have thought the way to calm him was simply domestic bliss?
Prompt: First Date
Pairing: Ichigo x Hanataro
Rating: G for fluff
Requested by: misumisu84
Ichigo wasn’t sure how it had happened, when the words had passed his lips. But somehow they had, and that led to him standing here now, fidgeting as he awaiting his date. He took a deep breath as the senkai gate opened and his equally nervous date stepped through.
After some awkwardness on both parts Ichigo proceeded to show him the sights of Karakura town. His small and quiet date babbled nervously but was obviously ecstatic to visit the living world, soaking up the experiences eagerly.
It had begun awkwardly, but as they sat watching the sun set, Ichigo smiled, thinking it had been a pretty good first date all told. He watched his date blush becomingly as he gently took the smaller in his own.
“Happy?” He asked him.
“Yes, very Kurosaki-san.”
“Just call me Ichigo.” He insisted firmly, and not for the first time that day, squeezing the small hand softly.
“Al… alright. Thank you Kur… Ichigo-san.”
Ichigo chuckled.
“You’re welcome Hanataro.”
And he thought the small shinigami had never looked so lovely as he did when he blushed.