Fic: A Reason to Wake. Hisagi/Kira.
Title: A Reason to Wake
Author: Antharyn
Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei/Kira Izuru
Theme: #19 Stay @ 30_romances
Rating: NC-17…yeah…?
Notes/Warnings: First lemon fic. Be nice? *pout* Anyway, no beta. As usual. Tenses may be screwy but I tried. XD And having these two call each by their first names kinda makes me go O_o but it does make sense for them to do that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. I just make the characters do my nasty bidding. They like it. >:)
Summary: “Kira hummed his approval and the sound reverberated on Shuuhei’s skin. The 9th Division Vice-Captain suddenly felt the lethargy leave his limbs, awakening now on an entirely different level.”
He had been awake for a while now-twenty, possibly thirty, minutes-but he still felt the lethargy that came with his body’s attempts to cling to the last remnants of sleep and it did a good job of keeping him from getting up. His eyes had yet to open but they might as well have since the brightness invading even his closed eyelids told him he was fighting a losing battle; the sun was up, it wasn’t backing off and he should at least rise with it for all its trouble.
“Izuru…” He called softly, eyes still closed and his voice still hoarse from sleep. After a few moments of silence he called again and then smiled lazily when he felt rather than heard the vibration of the younger shinigami’s response against his bare skin, a barely audible “mmfff” muffled by his chest.
This time Shuuhei opened his eyes and was greeted by the sight of Kira’s blond hair splayed out across his chest where the younger shinigami decided to use him as a pillow. At some point during the night, the 3rd Division Vice-Captain had found the opportunity to wrap himself around Shuuhei, though the older shinigami figured his own arm encircling the blond’s shoulders may have helped with that.
He ran his fingers through Kira’s hair with his free hand then moved his fingers up and down his back, kneading the younger shinigami’s muscles through the thin yukata he wore.
Kira sighed, seemingly still asleep, and Shuuhei continued his ministrations though he was pretty sure the blond was at least half-awake by now.
“Izuru…” He whispered again. “Wake up.”
Kira shifted and scowled but made no move to cooperate, the slight creases of a frown marred his face in clear opposition to the idea. Shuuhei chuckled, wondering nobody believed him when he told them he was the morning person in the relationship and not Kira.
“Come on. Get up.”
“Ten more minutes, please, Shuuhei…” Kira murmured sleepily. His eyes were closed so he didn’t see his lover shake his head. Shuuhei was glad for that because if he was staring into those eyes, he knew he’d cave and let the blond and himself lie in bed the whole day.
“Five minutes.” He said, his voice sterner than he actually felt.
Kira groaned. “Nine.”
“Six.”
“Eight and a half.”
“You’re wasting time, Izuru.”
Kira opened his eyes then but the piercing blue glare lasted only a split second before he closed them again and snuggled closer to him.
Shuuhei removed his arm from around Kira and started to sit up when he felt Kira tighten his grip around his middle.
“Don’t.” The blonde whispered but Shuuhei continued to move until he lied evenly with Kira, the two of them on their sides facing each other and the dark-haired shinigami wrapped his arms around his lover once more.
“Not going anywhere.” He said softly against Kira’s soft hair, placing a kiss on his temple. “You’ve got eight minutes.”
Kira hummed his approval and the sound reverberated on Shuuhei’s skin. The 9th Division Vice-Captain suddenly felt the lethargy leave his limbs, awakening now on an entirely different level. His body moved slowly on its own accord as he shoved the blanket away and maneuvered the two of them on the futon until he was on top of the younger shinigami. He placed a close-mouthed kiss to Kira’s lips then leaned in to trail his lips along the graceful curve of his lover’s neck. Kira sighed softly and turned his head to give him better access and he took advantage of the offer, nipping and suckling at the soft skin until he had Kira writhing beneath him.
“Shuuhei, I’m trying to sleep.” Kira said but made no move to stop him.
He grinned and slipped his hand into the thin yukata, stroking Kira gently and earning himself a small moan and the feel of his lover’s body arching slightly into his.
“Still want to sleep?” He asked, still stroking his lover to arousal.
Kira’s eyes were open now, dark blue orbs filled with playful resentment before they softened and closed again as Kira wove his fingers in his dark hair, pulling him down for a kiss.
As their tongues dueled, he deftly peeled the yukata off Kira until the blond was in the same state of nakedness as he was, glad for the fact that he slept in the nude as it saved him the trouble of having to get naked himself.
He pulled his lips away from Kira’s and replaced them with his fingers which Kira eagerly took into his mouth. He shivered when he felt Kira’s tongue on his fingers. Had Hisagi been a weaker man he probably would have come just from just the sight of his fingers disappearing Kira’s mouth and the feel of Kira laving them with his tongue.
He tore his eyes from the erotic tableau and focused his attention on Kira’s chest instead, licking and biting the pale skin before taking a nipple into his mouth and grinding his pelvis against the blond. Kira’s body jerked and he moaned around the fingers still in his mouth, his back arching and toes curling as Shuuhei continued the assault.
“Gods, Izuru…” He groaned as Kira’s body continued to arch into him. ‘Want you so bad…”
“Shuuhei…” Kira gasped, relinquishing Shuuhei's fingers. His face was flushed and his eyes half-lidded with arousal. He pulled Shuuhei's head up from his chest and kissed him full on the mouth before gently nipping his bottom lip and whispering, “Now…please…”
Gods, I can’t get enough of you, the 9th Division Vice-Captain thought to himself as he leaned down to kiss the blond again before sliding his hand down to rub and tease the skin around his lover’s entrance.
Kira growled and pushed down on his hand, glaring at him and demanding with his eyes that he stop his teasing.
Shuuhei smirked and conceded. His grin descended on Kira and the blond sighed into his mouth when the saliva-slick digit breached him. He unerringly sought out his lover’s sweet spot and relished the cry that erupted from Kira’s throat when he found it.
“Ah, Shuuhei, don’t tease.” The blond gasped, breaking from their heated kiss. “Please, don’t tease.”
It was the last thing he should have said for it encouraged Shuuhei to do just that; leaning down to smother Kira’s cries with his lips as he added another finger inside Kira and yet another, determined to see his normally timid and reserved lover unravel completely at his touch.
By the time his own need caught up with him, Kira was a trembling mass of nerves clinging to him for dear life. He removed his fingers from within Kira and sat up, pulling the blond with him. Kira wrapped his arms around his neck and shoulders as he was slowly lowered to engulf Shuuhei's hardness.
He groaned as he entered the younger shinigami, the tightness and the heat of his lover’s body making his mind go blank. He heard Kira whimper, felt him tighten his grip, as he pulled the blond down to sit on his lap. When the blond’s buttocks rested on his thighs he took a deep calming breath and started raining kisses over every inch of pale skin his lips could reach to keep him distracted while Kira’s body adjusted to him.
Finally, he heard Kira sigh and his body started to relax around him.
“Not falling asleep on me, are you?” He asked, his voice a little strained from the effort of keeping himself from thrusting until Kira was ready.
Kira chuckled and purposely clenched his muscles around his lover's cock, making him groan. “Move or I just might.” He grinned, blue eyes twinkling naughtily.
Shuuhei grinned and began moving Kira up and down, his hands wrapped firmly around the blond’s lithe form to ensure he wouldn’t topple backwards. Kira moaned loudly and clung to him even tighter, losing himself in his pleasure.
He stared openly at the beauty of his young lover. Kira's eyes were closed, his back arched and his head was thrown back, exposing the every inch of him from the waist up. Perfect alabaster skin gleamed in the sunlight and Shuuhei was glad that such beauty shared his home, his bed, his life and love with him.
He grunted as he picked up the pace and Kira folded in on himself, pressing his chin to Shuuhei’s shoulder and wrapping his arms around him so tightly his vision blurred. He removed one arm from where it wrapped around Kira and started stroking him in time with his thrusts.
Kira all but sobbed at the touch, his body rocking erratically on his lover’s lap. “Shuuhei I-I’m…I can’t…”
“Together now.” He whispered and Kira’s back arched, his body shuddering and his breath coming in a series of sharp gasps as his climax crashed down on him.
Shuuhei withstood the clenching of his internal muscles for only a few more seconds before he too succumbed to the pleasure and groaned as he spent himself inside his lover.
His knees gave out and he collapsed on top of Kira on the futon with a soft “whump”. They stayed like for a while, waiting for their heart rates and breathing to go back to normal before Shuuhei rolled off of Kira and pulled the blond into his arms.
“Well.” Kira said cheerfully after a few minutes, snapping him out of the half-doze he was about to indulge in. “That was definitely one of the better ways to wake up in the morning.”
Shuuhei grunted noncommittally and shoved his face into a pillow.
“Come on, Shuuhei. Wake up.”
He groaned and rolled them over so that Kira was trapped under his larger frame. He nuzzled Kira’s hair and kissed him softly on the lips.
“Ten more minutes.”
Kira smiled.
END.
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Author: Antharyn
Pairing: Hisagi Shuuhei/Kira Izuru
Theme: #19 Stay @ 30_romances
Rating: NC-17…yeah…?
Notes/Warnings: First lemon fic. Be nice? *pout* Anyway, no beta. As usual. Tenses may be screwy but I tried. XD And having these two call each by their first names kinda makes me go O_o but it does make sense for them to do that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. I just make the characters do my nasty bidding. They like it. >:)
Summary: “Kira hummed his approval and the sound reverberated on Shuuhei’s skin. The 9th Division Vice-Captain suddenly felt the lethargy leave his limbs, awakening now on an entirely different level.”
He had been awake for a while now-twenty, possibly thirty, minutes-but he still felt the lethargy that came with his body’s attempts to cling to the last remnants of sleep and it did a good job of keeping him from getting up. His eyes had yet to open but they might as well have since the brightness invading even his closed eyelids told him he was fighting a losing battle; the sun was up, it wasn’t backing off and he should at least rise with it for all its trouble.
“Izuru…” He called softly, eyes still closed and his voice still hoarse from sleep. After a few moments of silence he called again and then smiled lazily when he felt rather than heard the vibration of the younger shinigami’s response against his bare skin, a barely audible “mmfff” muffled by his chest.
This time Shuuhei opened his eyes and was greeted by the sight of Kira’s blond hair splayed out across his chest where the younger shinigami decided to use him as a pillow. At some point during the night, the 3rd Division Vice-Captain had found the opportunity to wrap himself around Shuuhei, though the older shinigami figured his own arm encircling the blond’s shoulders may have helped with that.
He ran his fingers through Kira’s hair with his free hand then moved his fingers up and down his back, kneading the younger shinigami’s muscles through the thin yukata he wore.
Kira sighed, seemingly still asleep, and Shuuhei continued his ministrations though he was pretty sure the blond was at least half-awake by now.
“Izuru…” He whispered again. “Wake up.”
Kira shifted and scowled but made no move to cooperate, the slight creases of a frown marred his face in clear opposition to the idea. Shuuhei chuckled, wondering nobody believed him when he told them he was the morning person in the relationship and not Kira.
“Come on. Get up.”
“Ten more minutes, please, Shuuhei…” Kira murmured sleepily. His eyes were closed so he didn’t see his lover shake his head. Shuuhei was glad for that because if he was staring into those eyes, he knew he’d cave and let the blond and himself lie in bed the whole day.
“Five minutes.” He said, his voice sterner than he actually felt.
Kira groaned. “Nine.”
“Six.”
“Eight and a half.”
“You’re wasting time, Izuru.”
Kira opened his eyes then but the piercing blue glare lasted only a split second before he closed them again and snuggled closer to him.
Shuuhei removed his arm from around Kira and started to sit up when he felt Kira tighten his grip around his middle.
“Don’t.” The blonde whispered but Shuuhei continued to move until he lied evenly with Kira, the two of them on their sides facing each other and the dark-haired shinigami wrapped his arms around his lover once more.
“Not going anywhere.” He said softly against Kira’s soft hair, placing a kiss on his temple. “You’ve got eight minutes.”
Kira hummed his approval and the sound reverberated on Shuuhei’s skin. The 9th Division Vice-Captain suddenly felt the lethargy leave his limbs, awakening now on an entirely different level. His body moved slowly on its own accord as he shoved the blanket away and maneuvered the two of them on the futon until he was on top of the younger shinigami. He placed a close-mouthed kiss to Kira’s lips then leaned in to trail his lips along the graceful curve of his lover’s neck. Kira sighed softly and turned his head to give him better access and he took advantage of the offer, nipping and suckling at the soft skin until he had Kira writhing beneath him.
“Shuuhei, I’m trying to sleep.” Kira said but made no move to stop him.
He grinned and slipped his hand into the thin yukata, stroking Kira gently and earning himself a small moan and the feel of his lover’s body arching slightly into his.
“Still want to sleep?” He asked, still stroking his lover to arousal.
Kira’s eyes were open now, dark blue orbs filled with playful resentment before they softened and closed again as Kira wove his fingers in his dark hair, pulling him down for a kiss.
As their tongues dueled, he deftly peeled the yukata off Kira until the blond was in the same state of nakedness as he was, glad for the fact that he slept in the nude as it saved him the trouble of having to get naked himself.
He pulled his lips away from Kira’s and replaced them with his fingers which Kira eagerly took into his mouth. He shivered when he felt Kira’s tongue on his fingers. Had Hisagi been a weaker man he probably would have come just from just the sight of his fingers disappearing Kira’s mouth and the feel of Kira laving them with his tongue.
He tore his eyes from the erotic tableau and focused his attention on Kira’s chest instead, licking and biting the pale skin before taking a nipple into his mouth and grinding his pelvis against the blond. Kira’s body jerked and he moaned around the fingers still in his mouth, his back arching and toes curling as Shuuhei continued the assault.
“Gods, Izuru…” He groaned as Kira’s body continued to arch into him. ‘Want you so bad…”
“Shuuhei…” Kira gasped, relinquishing Shuuhei's fingers. His face was flushed and his eyes half-lidded with arousal. He pulled Shuuhei's head up from his chest and kissed him full on the mouth before gently nipping his bottom lip and whispering, “Now…please…”
Gods, I can’t get enough of you, the 9th Division Vice-Captain thought to himself as he leaned down to kiss the blond again before sliding his hand down to rub and tease the skin around his lover’s entrance.
Kira growled and pushed down on his hand, glaring at him and demanding with his eyes that he stop his teasing.
Shuuhei smirked and conceded. His grin descended on Kira and the blond sighed into his mouth when the saliva-slick digit breached him. He unerringly sought out his lover’s sweet spot and relished the cry that erupted from Kira’s throat when he found it.
“Ah, Shuuhei, don’t tease.” The blond gasped, breaking from their heated kiss. “Please, don’t tease.”
It was the last thing he should have said for it encouraged Shuuhei to do just that; leaning down to smother Kira’s cries with his lips as he added another finger inside Kira and yet another, determined to see his normally timid and reserved lover unravel completely at his touch.
By the time his own need caught up with him, Kira was a trembling mass of nerves clinging to him for dear life. He removed his fingers from within Kira and sat up, pulling the blond with him. Kira wrapped his arms around his neck and shoulders as he was slowly lowered to engulf Shuuhei's hardness.
He groaned as he entered the younger shinigami, the tightness and the heat of his lover’s body making his mind go blank. He heard Kira whimper, felt him tighten his grip, as he pulled the blond down to sit on his lap. When the blond’s buttocks rested on his thighs he took a deep calming breath and started raining kisses over every inch of pale skin his lips could reach to keep him distracted while Kira’s body adjusted to him.
Finally, he heard Kira sigh and his body started to relax around him.
“Not falling asleep on me, are you?” He asked, his voice a little strained from the effort of keeping himself from thrusting until Kira was ready.
Kira chuckled and purposely clenched his muscles around his lover's cock, making him groan. “Move or I just might.” He grinned, blue eyes twinkling naughtily.
Shuuhei grinned and began moving Kira up and down, his hands wrapped firmly around the blond’s lithe form to ensure he wouldn’t topple backwards. Kira moaned loudly and clung to him even tighter, losing himself in his pleasure.
He stared openly at the beauty of his young lover. Kira's eyes were closed, his back arched and his head was thrown back, exposing the every inch of him from the waist up. Perfect alabaster skin gleamed in the sunlight and Shuuhei was glad that such beauty shared his home, his bed, his life and love with him.
He grunted as he picked up the pace and Kira folded in on himself, pressing his chin to Shuuhei’s shoulder and wrapping his arms around him so tightly his vision blurred. He removed one arm from where it wrapped around Kira and started stroking him in time with his thrusts.
Kira all but sobbed at the touch, his body rocking erratically on his lover’s lap. “Shuuhei I-I’m…I can’t…”
“Together now.” He whispered and Kira’s back arched, his body shuddering and his breath coming in a series of sharp gasps as his climax crashed down on him.
Shuuhei withstood the clenching of his internal muscles for only a few more seconds before he too succumbed to the pleasure and groaned as he spent himself inside his lover.
His knees gave out and he collapsed on top of Kira on the futon with a soft “whump”. They stayed like for a while, waiting for their heart rates and breathing to go back to normal before Shuuhei rolled off of Kira and pulled the blond into his arms.
“Well.” Kira said cheerfully after a few minutes, snapping him out of the half-doze he was about to indulge in. “That was definitely one of the better ways to wake up in the morning.”
Shuuhei grunted noncommittally and shoved his face into a pillow.
“Come on, Shuuhei. Wake up.”
He groaned and rolled them over so that Kira was trapped under his larger frame. He nuzzled Kira’s hair and kissed him softly on the lips.
“Ten more minutes.”
Kira smiled.
END.
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