Title: I Want It Rough
Characters: Ayaswgawa Yumichika / Ikkaku Madrame
Rating: very, very high * C *
Warning: yaoi, lemon, angry! sex
Soundtrack: Scorpions - Rock You Like A Hurricane
Notes: is always the fault of p0rnfest # 3, here ... I LOVE P0RNFEST! The prompt was disgustingly
There may be traces of the delirium caused me by aesthetes, then do not say too much adoration for Ayasegawa that there might transpire.
is my very first Bleach fic up, apart from two drabble ♥
My body is burning It starts to
Shout
Desire is coming It breaks out loud
The kimono Yumichika was hastily crumpled up and threw it across the room. Ikkaku had never understood how anyone could shoot so clothes for that area of Rukongai, but evidently ridiculous floral patterns do not hamper the strength and survival instinct.
claws thighs with fierce delight, sinking his fingers into the flesh soft and white, and Yumichika blew like a cat, flattered by the passion of his companion, but rejected by the complete lack of ways.
- you in a hurry, Ikkaku? - Yumi smiled slyly. He wanted to enjoy foreplay him. Not was what she wanted to cuddle, but a bit 'of a collision. Piss Ikkaku tried to kill him until he made the whole damn exciting. The fact that nobody died in the end it was really a confirmation of what they needed each other.
get overwhelmed for a moment, ending up back on the ground with a painful thud. Ikkaku then grabbed the belt, which tied evil, broke immediately, revealing his muscular chest, on which Yumichika's hand lingered just a moment, before pushing on.
- What's the matter now? - Ikkaku was furious, according to the game. He knew what he wanted the other, and strangely felt very inclined to give it to him.
Yumichika performed in a smile of Mona Lisa, one of many in his repertoire, one of the best. Already brought out the heavy artillery so early? Ikkaku licked his lips in anticipation of a short but intense battle in a flash he was back on his companion. He managed to grab a wrist lock, but with his free hand Yumi hugged him in the throat, forcing him to a strategic retreat to avoid stifling. Meanwhile
Yumichika was still smiling.
How did someone who spent most of his time to brush her hair to be so strong for Ikkaku remained a mystery. The fact is that fuck is she always full of bruises. The most disturbing? How much he liked all that ridiculous scripted. But after all, were two of the Society of Zaraki Seats future, and this explains a lot. This time it was
Ikkaku end up back on the ground, with another grin Yumichika a few millimeters from his face. - Okay.
"Okay what, moron?" Would have liked to ask, but when Yumi was decided there was no point wasting time in idle chatter. And those lips so close they had a really bad effect on the ability to articulate Ikkaku complete sentences. For this reason the vices. The other made the tit for tat and soon found themselves caught in a completely different type of confrontation, which involved a considerable effort of facial muscles, but no serious consequence. They left that long enough for him panting for a few seconds, and the language of Ikkaku Yumichika flashed on the lips, which opened wide to welcome it.
Yumichika had laid his hands on his cheeks to keep him close, rubbing against him and the tension between their bodies had risen so much during the fight that seemed to be able to see a shoot out sparks.
Lust is in cages
Till storm breaks loose
Just Have to make it
With someone I choose
The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs the show
He's licking His lips
He's ready to win
Ikkaku's hands went down again to the lover's thighs, opening senza complimenti. E adesso che ci provasse, a mandarlo via, e gli avrebbe fatto male sul serio. Ma Ayasegawa ormai aveva ben altri piani, e persino il gusto dello scontro era stato completamente spazzato via dal piacere di sentirsi addosso il corpo di Ikkaku, e di sentirlo vibrare per lui, solo per lui, solo per la sua bellezza. Secondo Yumichika, se qualcuno credeva che per percepire la bellezza fossero necessari gli occhi non si era mai soffermato a pensare. Perché gli occhi di Ikkaku erano inequivocabilmente chiusi mentre lo baciava, gli accarezzava i fianchi sottili, gli pizzicava le cosce e poi faceva scorrere le dita su, verso la sua erezione ormai bruciante. Erano chiusi, dunque, ma i suoi sospiri non sarebbero stati altrettanto profondi, e quel brivido that shook his chest when Yumichika took over his manhood as strong, and the way she bowed her head proudly to stifle a groan on the shoulder of the companion just as fast if Yumichika was not the god on earth he was. Then
Ikkaku pushed the hand of the lover with something halfway between a slap and a caress and settled back on him. We had tried to be nice sometimes to prepare first, for it was as hard as he wanted, but Yumichika felt towards something beyond mere physical attraction, and would not make him evil. But there had not been to: he liked it, with pleasure that burst suddenly, he liked it so hard to prove, maybe a bit 'of pain, but it was a price willingly paid. This is why we pushed towards Ikkaku with the same ardor that less than half an hour before had laughed at.
"you in a hurry?" Would have gladly asked Ikkaku, making the verse. But the voice did not came out it was all twisted in his throat that he was scratching to force screams deductions. For blatant and pathetic, for they may seem absurd and excessive screaming while you make love, Yumichika was the one who pulled you out, willy-nilly. For and against and relaxes the muscles by the same feeling of receiving a blowjob for his claws like those planted in the most unlikely places, for as he got up and down his chest with every breath, for as moved her legs at each thrust of Ikkaku, clung to as lover, as her long hair for blacks otherwise manicured him smeared with sweat, and end up on the eyes, as his eyes seemed almost crazy with her eyes cast down ' back, like the subtle pulsing vein in the neck ... for all these things and a thousand others, Yumichika would drive anyone crazy. The fact that he chose to go crazy Ikkaku could only be as a sign of his good heart towards the poor inhabitants of Rukongai minds of others as a deliberate act of hatred neurons Ikkaku. These
that their neurons had said goodbye with no regrets at the moment when he started to rub against Yumichika him (or maybe sanity was a nuisance who had never had, as someone would have said) was at least trying not to collapse exhausted before he heard howling with pleasure even Yumichika. Because he had a way, if you wanted. And he wanted, and how if he wanted. He licked the neck of the lover with the fury of a wild animal, feeling strong shudder beneath him, and growled in his ear one - Preview - Whose sound waves alone would be insufficient to cause spontaneous orgasm to ears accustomed to a similar tone. Yumi merely to send a sigh of throat and close his eyes.
Ikkaku slid his hand between their bodies and began to masturbate him unstintingly, tightening almost hurt. Yumichika, attacked on two fronts, he found himself gasping for his own pleasure with lust, throwing her head back and arching, her legs become tight around the hips of the partner. And in the end he shouted, as he was, and screamed and yelled and screamed all the pleasure that he could not contain his chest. He
satisfied smile, Ikkaku, if he had not parted lips in a moaning over, left in mid-orgasm while leaving him completely breathless.
What kind of a warrior, so reduced to so little. What kind of warriors both, really.
It's early morning The sun comes out Last night Was
shaking And pretty
loud
Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane
Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane
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