Title: With A Kiss
Pairing: Urahara Kisuke/Kurosaki Ichigo
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Light angst, mansex

Written for 30_kisses prompt #30 kiss



It always begins with a kiss; hard, demanding and full of teeth. He doesn’t know what starts it or why, there’s never any sign or warning, but it’s not important. What is important is that it happens and that he wouldn’t stop it if you paid him to. Urahara has his bottom lip captive, sucking and nibbling on it, his long fingers twisting in Ichigo’s hair. Ichigo moans and presses his body against him, his hands running down the man’s back to grip his ass. He pulls him hard against his crotch, rubbing their groins together. By the time they break apart for air his lips are bruised and swollen, his lungs burning from too little oxygen.

He goes to remove the man’s pants but Urahara already has them open and is stroking his cock to full hardness. He tugs Ichigo down to the floor after him and pushes him onto his back. Ichigo’s trying to keep up, to help out, but when he reaches to undo his belt Urahara growls and pushes his hand away and then does it himself. It’s always like that; Urahara does the unwrapping, the taking and Ichigo just lies there and lets him.

Once his jeans are out of the way Urahara settles on top of him and starts thrusting. The friction hurts a little, there’s nothing to ease the way. Just hot skin on hot skin. Ichigo wriggles until their cocks line up and then begins rolling his hips. The pace is slow at first, almost lazy. Neither one is in a hurry; neither wants it to end too soon. Ichigo grabs Urahara’s ass again, trying to guide him where he needs it the most. He can feel his skin heating up, a flush working its way down his neck to his chest. He moans softly as his nipples harden and brush against Urahara’s. His hair is sticking to his forehead, getting into his eyes, he lets them droop halfway closed. Urahara licks a line across Ichigo’s damp collarbone and dips his tongue into the hollow at the base of his throat.

The sweat is making the slide easier now, faster. The pleasure’s building quicker, curling low in his balls, waiting for that final push. He’s so close it’s frustrating; the angle isn’t good enough, the pressure not quite where he wants it, needs it. He arches up more trying to adjust his dick’s position, trying to find that perfect angle, the one that will bring him over the edge he’s teetering on. He almost has it…if he could just…

Urahara bites his neck and that’s it, he’s coming, spurting hot between them, slicking their stomachs. He struggles to breathe as white heat overtakes him and his brain shorts out. When he finally comes back to himself he finds Urahara still moving. He’s thrusting faster now, cock slipping through Ichigo’s come, bearing down so hard it’s starting to hurt Ichigo’s stomach and tender dick.

Ichigo grabs the back of Urahara’s head pulling him down to bite and lick his ear. He whispers encouragement to the man, pushing him towards his orgasm. Ichigo can tell he’s close, he’s panting louder, moaning with each snap of his hips. Ichigo reaches down to scrape his nails over Urahara’s nipples and then he’s coming, gasping loudly, his face pressed tight to Ichigo’s neck.

It's long moments before either of them moves and then it’s just to pull apart carefully. They lay next to each other quietly waiting for their hearts to slow down and their breathing to even out. Ichigo knows that soon enough Urahara will get up, wipe himself off and act like nothing happened. Rather than dwell on it he enjoys the warmth of the body next to him and the orgasm induced lethargy.

When Urahara shifts beside him he knows what to expect. His eyes slip shut as the man leans over and presses his mouth to Ichigo’s. This kiss is soft and slow, boarding on an apology. Something seizes inside of Ichigo, makes him want to grab hold of the man and never let go. He doesn’t though. He doesn’t do or say anything as Urahara stands and leaves, pausing only to collect his things on the way out. Ichigo sighs and throws an arm over his eyes. It always ends the same way.

It always ends with a kiss.

Mood listless Tags: character: kurosaki ichigo, character: urahara kisuke, comm: 30_kisses, fandom: bleach, pairing: kurosaki ichigo/urahara kisuke