[Drabble] Sweet Remembrances
[Series]: Of Chocolate, Cards and other Valentine's Paraphernalia - Master Post
[Characters]: Ayasegawa Yumichika and Madarame Ikkaku
[Pairing]: YumIkkaku
[Summary]: Just a peak at a quiet night between Yumichika and Ikkaku.
[Word Count]: 725
[Done]: 05.February.2011
[Beta]: not beta-read
[Content/Warnings]: * Anal sex | Rimming | Blowjob * (highlight to see)
[Rating]: NC-17
[Notes]: A wink at [Mistletoe Kisses] Chantilly, an old favourite of mine.
These two are always a blast to write and this was just a tiny thing, barely over 200 words that had taken 15m to write, when last night, as I was falling asleep the image of Ikkaku licking whipped cream from Yumichika's skin just jumped to mind. This deserved writing, so I finished it up (hence the posting delay) and now you get a lovely smexing piece. And hot too, if I say so myself >__<
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Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite.
Ikkaku, his head laid in Yumichika's stomach, lazed in the late afternoon, cosy under warm blankets and content with Yumichika's fingers tracing soft patterns to his bald scalp.
"Hey, today's Valentine's Day!" he recalled, suddenly.
"I guess," Yumichika replied, dozily, more asleep than awake.
That seemed to be it for a few moments as they basked in this rare leisure time and each other's presence, until Ikkaku suggested, "we could go out, someplace to eat."
"Hmm, really?"
"Sure. Make a date out of it. Y'know, mark the occasion."
"Yes, that sounds like fun. We could buy a bottle of that bubbly drink the humans drink and finish the night in delight."
Ikkaku laughed and added into Yumichika's stomach, "maybe get some strawberries."
"Oh! Oh, and some whipped cream. Oh, that would be beautiful!"
Getting up, Ikkaku pulled Yumichika to his feet and into his arms, planting a wet kiss to his mouth, before asking into the red kissed lips, "you wanna get changed?"
"At least, out of this uniform," Yumichika answered, pulling at the cloth with aversion. "I won't be long," he said, tugging Ikkaku's lips with his teeth in promised wickedness for later then stepping out of the embrace to go.
Ikkaku sighed at the loss and in anticipation.
After a cosy dinner with bubbly and strawberries for desert and a surreptitiously taken can of whipped cream, they walked in the moonless night hurrying to get home. Once there they stumbled through the room, kissing drunkenly and giggling like academy girls at their own audacity until finally crashing on the futon, half undressed and panting into each other's skin.
"You sure you got the whipped cream?" Yumichika asked.
Ikkaku struggled to get the can, shaking it for show. "Yeah!"
"Good. Make sure to go down there tomorrow and pay for it. Now..." Yumichika purred while settling comfortably on the futon. "I'm at your mercy." He gestured at his half dressed body. "Pleasure me."
"At your orders, my beauty." Ikkaku chuckled, hoarse and dirty and set to rid Yumichika of all his clothes.
The choice of where to start applying the cream was immense; Ikkaku eyed the perked nipples, the teasing bellybutton and the appetizing cock undecided.
"I meant today." Yumichika grumbled, eyes dark, his foot running up and down Ikkaku's arm before settling on his shoulder.
The view was superb, making Ikkaku's decision so much easier.
With a leer, he shook the can and gave it an experimental squeeze over a hard nipple, bending down to sweep it with his tongue. Yumichika moaned loudly, his chest following Ikkaku's mouth as it moved away.
Pushing him down, Ikkaku teased, putting the next dollop on the length of the hard cock, lips nipping it up all the way to the head, where he squeezed a generous amount and proceeded to suck it clean, he repeated the process quite a few times until cream and cum were blending in his mouth. The leg on Ikkaku's shoulder had slid down as Yumichika started to writhe in pleasure.
He moved down, fingers ghostly touching the sensitive balls, tracing the perineum, moving across the tempting entrance. Yumichika shuddered, his eyes following Ikkaku with lustful attention, his legs spreading further apart.
The area was abundantly covered in cream and Ikkaku was delighted in licking it all clean; sucking the balls into his mouth with loud slurps, mouthing that sweet empty space and at long last tonguing Yumi scrupulously. His moans, delicious and ego boosting.
"In me, now!" Yumichika growled, his hips rising off the futon in demand.
"Yumi, you..."
His eyes narrowed in threat."If you're not in me, NOW, there will be suffering."
Always demanding, always bossing, always so tight it made Ikkaku loose his breath. It wasn't any different this time. He inched further in, slowly, trying to control his breathing, trying not to lose it.
It wasn't easy, especially when Yumichika sat up, nails scratching his shoulders as he clutched them for balance. Ikkaku bit down on the white shoulder to keep from screaming and coming as Yumichika slid down and sat snugly on his lap.
"This is my favourite place." Yumichika panted, all demand gone from him - temporarily, Ikkaku was certain - intense resolution in his eyes as he moved in to kiss Ikkaku.
"It's mine too." Ikkaku lifted his hips, driving into Yumichika, proving his claim.
February2011©MarinLiliz
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Next: Not More of the Same - Shuuhei/Kira - If only Kira's gift wasn't more of the same for Hisagi-senpai.
[Characters]: Ayasegawa Yumichika and Madarame Ikkaku
[Pairing]: YumIkkaku
[Summary]: Just a peak at a quiet night between Yumichika and Ikkaku.
[Word Count]: 725
[Done]: 05.February.2011
[Beta]: not beta-read
[Content/Warnings]: * Anal sex | Rimming | Blowjob * (highlight to see)
[Rating]: NC-17
[Notes]: A wink at [Mistletoe Kisses] Chantilly, an old favourite of mine.
These two are always a blast to write and this was just a tiny thing, barely over 200 words that had taken 15m to write, when last night, as I was falling asleep the image of Ikkaku licking whipped cream from Yumichika's skin just jumped to mind. This deserved writing, so I finished it up (hence the posting delay) and now you get a lovely smexing piece. And hot too, if I say so myself >__<
Prev || Next
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite.
Ikkaku, his head laid in Yumichika's stomach, lazed in the late afternoon, cosy under warm blankets and content with Yumichika's fingers tracing soft patterns to his bald scalp.
"Hey, today's Valentine's Day!" he recalled, suddenly.
"I guess," Yumichika replied, dozily, more asleep than awake.
That seemed to be it for a few moments as they basked in this rare leisure time and each other's presence, until Ikkaku suggested, "we could go out, someplace to eat."
"Hmm, really?"
"Sure. Make a date out of it. Y'know, mark the occasion."
"Yes, that sounds like fun. We could buy a bottle of that bubbly drink the humans drink and finish the night in delight."
Ikkaku laughed and added into Yumichika's stomach, "maybe get some strawberries."
"Oh! Oh, and some whipped cream. Oh, that would be beautiful!"
Getting up, Ikkaku pulled Yumichika to his feet and into his arms, planting a wet kiss to his mouth, before asking into the red kissed lips, "you wanna get changed?"
"At least, out of this uniform," Yumichika answered, pulling at the cloth with aversion. "I won't be long," he said, tugging Ikkaku's lips with his teeth in promised wickedness for later then stepping out of the embrace to go.
Ikkaku sighed at the loss and in anticipation.
After a cosy dinner with bubbly and strawberries for desert and a surreptitiously taken can of whipped cream, they walked in the moonless night hurrying to get home. Once there they stumbled through the room, kissing drunkenly and giggling like academy girls at their own audacity until finally crashing on the futon, half undressed and panting into each other's skin.
"You sure you got the whipped cream?" Yumichika asked.
Ikkaku struggled to get the can, shaking it for show. "Yeah!"
"Good. Make sure to go down there tomorrow and pay for it. Now..." Yumichika purred while settling comfortably on the futon. "I'm at your mercy." He gestured at his half dressed body. "Pleasure me."
"At your orders, my beauty." Ikkaku chuckled, hoarse and dirty and set to rid Yumichika of all his clothes.
The choice of where to start applying the cream was immense; Ikkaku eyed the perked nipples, the teasing bellybutton and the appetizing cock undecided.
"I meant today." Yumichika grumbled, eyes dark, his foot running up and down Ikkaku's arm before settling on his shoulder.
The view was superb, making Ikkaku's decision so much easier.
With a leer, he shook the can and gave it an experimental squeeze over a hard nipple, bending down to sweep it with his tongue. Yumichika moaned loudly, his chest following Ikkaku's mouth as it moved away.
Pushing him down, Ikkaku teased, putting the next dollop on the length of the hard cock, lips nipping it up all the way to the head, where he squeezed a generous amount and proceeded to suck it clean, he repeated the process quite a few times until cream and cum were blending in his mouth. The leg on Ikkaku's shoulder had slid down as Yumichika started to writhe in pleasure.
He moved down, fingers ghostly touching the sensitive balls, tracing the perineum, moving across the tempting entrance. Yumichika shuddered, his eyes following Ikkaku with lustful attention, his legs spreading further apart.
The area was abundantly covered in cream and Ikkaku was delighted in licking it all clean; sucking the balls into his mouth with loud slurps, mouthing that sweet empty space and at long last tonguing Yumi scrupulously. His moans, delicious and ego boosting.
"In me, now!" Yumichika growled, his hips rising off the futon in demand.
"Yumi, you..."
His eyes narrowed in threat."If you're not in me, NOW, there will be suffering."
Always demanding, always bossing, always so tight it made Ikkaku loose his breath. It wasn't any different this time. He inched further in, slowly, trying to control his breathing, trying not to lose it.
It wasn't easy, especially when Yumichika sat up, nails scratching his shoulders as he clutched them for balance. Ikkaku bit down on the white shoulder to keep from screaming and coming as Yumichika slid down and sat snugly on his lap.
"This is my favourite place." Yumichika panted, all demand gone from him - temporarily, Ikkaku was certain - intense resolution in his eyes as he moved in to kiss Ikkaku.
"It's mine too." Ikkaku lifted his hips, driving into Yumichika, proving his claim.
February2011©MarinLiliz
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Next: Not More of the Same - Shuuhei/Kira - If only Kira's gift wasn't more of the same for Hisagi-senpai.