too hot out
Just some finishing touches to do on my art project. Thank God for that, I've been working on the stupid thing all weekend. At least the one advantage of the heat is that my paint dries fast.
Title: “Drunken Harassment”
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Kira Izuru/Kyouraku Shunsui, Ichimaru Gin/Kira Izuru, Kira Izuru/Hisagi Shuuhei
Rating: PG (probably, maybe PG-13, but I don't really think so)
Warnings: drukenness, implied sex
Word Count: 260
Time: 53 minutes
Disclaimer: Bleach not mine.
Kyouraku often found himself, these days, removing a drunken Kira from Matsumoto’s floor and carrying him back to his own residence. Elsewhere, Nanao was shifting Rangiku to her bed.
Kira, though, refused to be a complete drunken, unconscious lump. He squirms in Shunsui’s arms, trying to get a better angle for a kiss. He misses, but keeps trying, eventually collapsing completely into tears.
“Ichimaru-taichou…” Kira sniffs into Kyouraku’s shoulder. “Why are you…”
“What?”
“Why won’t you hurt me?”
Kyouraku is never quite sure what to do with an armful of very drunk Kira Izuru, begging to be hurt. Fortunately, Kira was a very uncoordinated drunk, else how Kira was trying to touch him would be even more uncomfortable than it already was.
Shunsui certainly had had enough lovers over the years and if Kira hadn’t been… the broken thing that he was then he would have been sorely tempted to push him up against a wall and do to him just what Kira wanted him to. Well, it wasn’t as though he wasn’t sorely tempted now. It wasn’t like he couldn’t see what Ichimaru had seen in the blonde in his arms. But Kyouraku wouldn’t. Ever.
Kyouraku revised his plans of going all the way to Kira’s residence when he realized Kira had gotten enough clothes off that he could feel the scars Ichimaru had left behind on Kira.
Kyouraku knocked on the first door. A sleepy Hisagi Shuuhei answered and immediately found himself with an armful of drooling, horny Kira Izuru.
It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
Title: “Drunken Harassment”
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Kira Izuru/Kyouraku Shunsui, Ichimaru Gin/Kira Izuru, Kira Izuru/Hisagi Shuuhei
Rating: PG (probably, maybe PG-13, but I don't really think so)
Warnings: drukenness, implied sex
Word Count: 260
Time: 53 minutes
Disclaimer: Bleach not mine.
Kyouraku often found himself, these days, removing a drunken Kira from Matsumoto’s floor and carrying him back to his own residence. Elsewhere, Nanao was shifting Rangiku to her bed.
Kira, though, refused to be a complete drunken, unconscious lump. He squirms in Shunsui’s arms, trying to get a better angle for a kiss. He misses, but keeps trying, eventually collapsing completely into tears.
“Ichimaru-taichou…” Kira sniffs into Kyouraku’s shoulder. “Why are you…”
“What?”
“Why won’t you hurt me?”
Kyouraku is never quite sure what to do with an armful of very drunk Kira Izuru, begging to be hurt. Fortunately, Kira was a very uncoordinated drunk, else how Kira was trying to touch him would be even more uncomfortable than it already was.
Shunsui certainly had had enough lovers over the years and if Kira hadn’t been… the broken thing that he was then he would have been sorely tempted to push him up against a wall and do to him just what Kira wanted him to. Well, it wasn’t as though he wasn’t sorely tempted now. It wasn’t like he couldn’t see what Ichimaru had seen in the blonde in his arms. But Kyouraku wouldn’t. Ever.
Kyouraku revised his plans of going all the way to Kira’s residence when he realized Kira had gotten enough clothes off that he could feel the scars Ichimaru had left behind on Kira.
Kyouraku knocked on the first door. A sleepy Hisagi Shuuhei answered and immediately found himself with an armful of drooling, horny Kira Izuru.
It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.