Fic [Waiting For You To Come Home]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIN!!! (HAVE SOME OF YOUR FAVOURITE BLONDE FUKUTAICHOU)
Title: Waiting For You To Come Home
Rating: NC - 17 (NWS)
Beta: ceestar
Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine.
Pairing: Gin/Izuru
Warning/Spoilers: Light bondage and reiatsu play, sex (obviously). No spoilers
Word Count: 1,308
Author's Notes: Written for Gin's birthday...I even started this a week ago and it's still late!!! D: X-posted to ginkira and sanbantaifuku
Izuru padded nervously back and forth in Gin’s room, awaiting his return from the living world. The only noises were his bare feet against the carpet and the creak of leather.
Gin’s birthday had been yesterday and this was his present; he always commented that the blonde would look good in leather, and tied up. Izuru hadn’t been able to manage tying himself up but he did already have the reiatsu restraints on. He was surprised when the door opened and Gin stood grinning at him, but he supposed the reiatsu restraints were responsible for that.
“Zuuuuuuuuuuu-cccccccchhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnn~” The blonde found himself tackled to the bed, his silver haired taichou pinning his arms above his head. “Mmmm Zu-chan looks sexy ne~ Told ya~” He grinned, beginning to brush light kisses to the other’s neck. Izuru tried his best to repress the shudders that racked his body; it was hard to admit how sensitive he was, his captain had only been gone a week.
“I-It’s for y-your birthday. As I - nngh - missed it.” Gin was steadily rocking his hips against him and the blonde felt the trousers getting tighter and tighter, almost impossibly so.
“An’ what bout this~?” He tugged at the mesh shirt with his teeth, tongue sweeping out across a hardened nipple.
“Ah - f-from Hisagi-san.” He blushed furiously, Gin smirking up at him, tugging at the blonde’s nipple. “Gin-” The blonde moaned. The fox faced captain pulled back from the hot body beneath him and tugged impatiently at the borrowed shirt. Izuru lifted his arms up and the pile of mesh was thrown aside somewhere into the depths of the room.
“Hmm~” He cocked his head to one side. “Zu-chan looks better without it ne~” Izuru didn’t feel he could comment on that, then again Gin didn’t seem to understand that concept, liking to embarrass the blonde as he did. “Ya should walk around the office naked~” Izuru rolled his eyes.
“I’m sure that would help you work, Gin.” The blonde quipped sarcastically, resting on his elbows. The silver haired man grinned at him, straddling the blonde’s hips, beginning to remove his haori and the top half of his shihakusho.
“Well it wouldn’t help Zu-chan work either so we’d be even~”
“Gin, you’re-” He was silenced by soft lips against his; the blonde had temporarily forgotten how quickly Gin could do something when he wanted too. One of his hands slid into the hairs at the bottom of Gin’s neck, the other brushing against his chest, toying with a nipple as his fingers came to it. Gin groaned softly into the kiss, pulling back to brush his lips against the blonde’s jaw and down his neck, nipping the skin whenever he got to a sensitive spot.
“Ooh~” A hand had trailed to the blonde’s wrist and he only just noticed the restraints. “Zu-chan wants to be tied up ne~?” He whispered against Izuru’s warm skin.
“Maybe~” The blonde replied imitating his captain. Gin, of course, was only too happy to oblige, untying his obi and using that instead of a weak kidou. Izuru tugged at his bonds, though Gin quickly put a stop to that, flaring his reiatsu for a moment. He shivered under the heavy weight of his captain’s reiatsu, concentrating on breathing, feeling it teasingly slide against him. Izuru moaned as the reiatsu shifted and changed, feeling as if Gin’s hands were on him, teasing his nipples, tugging on them. Gin sat back and watched the show, feeling the blonde grow harder beneath him, erection straining against his leather trousers, taking in the soft moans that fell from swollen lips, sweat sliding over his skin.
“Zu-chan~” Gin whispered, drawing Izuru’s attention to him, lessening his reiatsu a little. He smirked and ran his finger very slowly down the zipper. The blonde couldn’t have looked away even if he wanted to, moaning and writhing.
“G-Gin please ple-ah-” He whined with a moan, his voice a little more high pitched than he would’ve liked.
“Please what~?” The fox faced man teased, continuously stroking over the zipper.
“Pl-please take th-them off.” Gin’s usual grin widened and he shifted down on the bed; hands settled either side of the blonde’s narrow hips. He took the little zip between his teeth and tugged. Izuru could only pant and moan, that and the sound of the zipper, ever so slowly coming undone, filling the room. Gin smirked and tugged them all the way off, noticing the blonde’s distinct lack of underwear. Izuru flushed under the scrutinising gaze. “They were too tight… G-Gin!” The blonde moaned as the silver haired man before him suddenly lunged forward, and all of his cock disappeared into the wet, hot cavern. He let out a shuddering groan, as Gin’s wicked tongue tasted every inch of him and his mouth sucked hard, restraining the blonde’s hips. Izuru tugged desperately at his bonds, back arching with pleasure; he just wanted to touch Gin, even if it was just a hand fisted in his hair, the urge was so strong. His cock slipped from his captain’s mouth with an obscene sounding pop and there was a rustle as Gin removed the rest of his clothes. “The lube’s in the - drawer.” Izuru murmured between out of breath pants, his cock aching. Gin pressed a quick kiss to his lips before reaching over the blonde and finding the lube. He popped the cap open and squeezed out a sizeable amount on to his fingers. The silver haired man placed a trail of kisses down the younger shinigami’s body before sliding a leg over each shoulder and pressing a slender digit to the blonde’s entrance. Izuru moaned, sounding relieved as Gin began to tease and stretch him. He thought that he really shouldn’t be so wanton after only a week but that thought was soon banished by Gin’s fingers hitting his prostate, a third finger sliding in to stretch him further. The remaining lube on the captain’s fingers after he withdrew them was used to slick his cock and he brushes the head against Izuru.
“Ya ready~?” He teased, not expecting it when the blonde pushed back on him, a loud groan slipping from thin lips. “Sneaky~” Gin murmured huskily, gripping Izuru’s hips and setting his pace, with tortuously slow thrusts as punishment.
“Gin, faster, please, please.” The blonde babbled and Gin gave in all too easily, pulling nearly all the way out before thrusting back in. After another thrust he hit the blonde’s sweet spot and continued to pound into Izuru at that angle, moans and groans falling from two sets of lips that locked hungrily, tongues sliding out to do battle. Izuru pulled away first, needing to breath as he drew closer to the edge, pushing back on Gin with abandon.
“Zu-chan~ Come fer taichou~” The blonde shuddered at the heated whisper and cried out his captain’s name as he came. Gin managed a smirk continuing to thrust into Izuru’s tightening passage, biting down on the blonde’s neck when he came. The blonde moaned, mind still hazy, when Gin bit him, feeling his captain fill him.
“G-Gin, the restraints…” Gin silently untied the obi and removed the restraints, rubbing at the blonde’s sore wrists.
“Told ya~” He grinned at the blonde, reiterating his point. “Ya gonna keep ‘em ne~” Izuru nodded blushing.
“You did like to tease me with them a lot though.” The blonde started thoughtfully, even as he smiled at Gin, snuggling into him.
“What can I say~ Zu-chan knows how I’m a lil kinky~” Izuru snorted, little was a gross understatement.
“Sure, little~” He murmured sleepily, as his lover continued brushing kisses against his wrists. “M’glad you’re home though.” Gin wrapped his arm around the blonde’s waist and moved as close as possible.
“Nighty night Zu-chan~” The blonde was already out for the count and Gin soon followed.