ASoL Specials: Sweet Nothings

Title: Sweet Nothings

Fandom: Bleach

Characters: Sado/Ichigo

World: A Shifting of Life

Word count: 1,806

For: NekoHaru

AN: She made a comment about Sado with Ichigo and it bunnied this so this is for her. I hope she enjoys! *loves*

 

Please note that these are bits of plot that won’t be cannon for my story A Shifting of Life, so they have their own collections here.

 

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Sitting back, Ichigo sighed as he rubbed at his arms, dark eyes watching the big body that laid prone on the bed before him. Biting his thumb nail, the red head worried about his friend and sometimes lover as the man continued to rest. They hadn’t expected one of the rebels to attack them as they walked from school and had ended up hurt and at Uraharas shop, finding out that Chad had been poisoned soon after. After some quick work on Uraharas part, Sado was resting in his room with Ichigo by his side, not wanting to leave just yet. He still feared that Sado would leave him with memories of big hands moving over his female form and sparring with him all the time.

They hadn’t even had the chance to have sex while Ichigo was in his natural form, only when he was a she, using the rather odd side effect of the experiment that had been conducted on him. Not that the red head didn’t want it to happen, it just always ended up like that.

Sighing again, Ichigo looked to Sado as he moved, a big hand coming up to rub at his face. Making a soft noise, the red head lent forward, putting his hand onto the larger mans chest.

“Stay sill. The antidoe is still working on you,” Ichigo told him, making him lay back again.

“What happened?” the large man rumbled, laying his hand over Ichigos, feeling a bit of heat curl through him with the touch. It always happened when he was touched or been touched by Ichigo or by Ishida.

“You were poisoned by one of our attackers. Luckily it had an antidote and Urahara had it on hand,” Ichigo told him, a blush spreading over his cheeks. “I was worried about you,” he sighed quietly, moving to sit on the bed next to the larger man, humming quietly as a big hand came up and carressed his cheek.

“I’m sorry,” Sado replied, feeling his body respond to how close Ichigo was sitting to him. Shifting his leg, he tried to hide his reaction, but could tell by the way the red heads breath caught that he hadn’t been able to. “I didn’t mean to worry you,” he hummed, watching the other man stand up and move to the door, locking it.

“You can make it up to me,” Ichigo hummed, walking back over to the prone man. Watching dark eyes get darker, the red head straddled his friends hips, humming as Sado rested his hands on his waist, thumbs brushing under his shirt. “That is, if you want me a as man.” Looking up, Sado rolled his hips upwards, rubbing his hard lenth against the others ass.

“I want you right now, in this body, Ichigo,” the large man growled, tugging the other down and sealing their lips in a deep kiss, feeling Ichigo melt into him with a soft moan of pleasure. Lapping at vanilla lips, the large man slipped his tongue into the sweet mouth as he rolled them, settling between Ichigos legs, feeling them com around to rest around his waist. Pulling away, Sado purred at the sight of flushed cheeks and full, lush lips wet and swollen from his kisses. Ichigo was hard and throbbing against his cock, lean hips thrusting against his own. It was different to have a body made of strong muscles instead of soft curves that he was used to finding when he was with Ichigo, but the large man rather liked it.

Rolling his hips down, he growled happily at the low moan he got, hands sliding under Ichigos shirt, tossing it aside. Trailing dark eyes down a flat chest, Sado hummed and lent down to capture a pert nipple between his teeth, tugging at it gently, pleased that Ichigos reactions were the same in either form.

Worrying the nipple gently between his teeth, soothing the nub with sweeps of his tongue, Sado reached down and worked his lovers button open, pulling the zipper down quickly. Shivering at the low mewl as Ichigos prick sprang free, the large man left the nipple and moved to the other as he smooethed his hands up lean sides as the red head stroked his own hands down the dark haired mas back, digging his fingers into strong muscles.

“Ichigo,” Sado rumbled, laying open mouthed kisses down Ichigos chest and stomach, dipping his tongue into the dip of his belly button as he tugged the younger mans pants down. Tossing the pants aside, he enjoyed the feeling of smooth skin under his hands, fingers dancing close to the Shinigamis prick, teasing them both.

“Sado...tease,” Ichigo gasped, arching up into the hands holding him down. He could feel Sado smirk against his stomach as he shoved his hands into dark, thick hair, tugging at it in retaliation. “Please,” he cried out, toes curling in pleasure at the warm rush of breath over the tip of his length.

“Lube?” Sado asked, licking at the cock before him, groaning at the taste that was so familiar, but still different. Watching Ichigo throw his arm out, Sado laughed lowly as he fumbled for the bag next to the bed, digging around in it. Taking the tube from the smaller man once he found it, he set it to the side and lowered his mouth to take the cock into his mouth, the gasping man musinc to his ears.

Sucking and licking, working his mouth over the length that cried out to be teased, Sado held the lean hips down as Ichigo writhed in pleasure under him, long fingered hands tugging on his hair. He rather liked the fact that no matter what gender Ichigo was, he reacted the same, soothing Sados fears.

Pulling off as Ichigo began to leak against his tongue, the larger man licked his lips at the debauched look his lover had, body sprawled on the bed. Picking up the bottle of lube, Sado broke the seal and raised an eyebrow at the other.

“Haven’t needed lube in a while, in either form,” Ichigo panted, his blush darkening a bit more as Sado laughed lowly and slicked his fingers, reaching down to tease the others entrance. Mewling and arching upwards, Ichigo grabbed onto Sados forearms, trying to ground himself from the jolting pleasure that came from feeling the work roughened fingers against such a sensitive part of his body.

Moaning lowly and pressing back into the fingers, Ichigo twitched and stroked his hands against Sados arms, trying to get more then teasing fingers. Groaning as a finger finally slid in, the red head arched up into the finger, purring happily at the feeling of such calloused skin against his entrance. Sado smirked lowly and rocked his finger in and out of his friend, watching him write and press back on the fingers. Adding another finger once he felt the muscles loosen around his one finger, Sado groaned lowly and worked them in and out of the ring of muscle, holding himself back from pressing into the tight body. He was beyond happy at the fact that Ichigo would always arouse him, make him want the lean man.

“Sado, please,” Ichigo whimpered, bowing upwards as the larger man slid a third finger into him, spreading his fingers open to make sure he was stretched. “I need more.”

“I’ll give you more, don’t worry,” Sado soothed, pulling his fingers out of the opened entrance. Standing up, the half Mexican worked his pants off, tossing them aside as Ichigo sat up, bottle of lube in hand. Watching the Shinigami slick his fingers, Sado hissed when that long fingered hand curled around the base of his cock and stroked just right, covering him with the slick substance. Running a hand through soft hair, the large man let his friend do what he pleased, enjoying the way the long fingers found all the right places to stroke and press on his cock, making his hips twitch into the touches.

Growling when Ichgio let him go, Sado watched with dark eyes as he laid backa nd spread his legs, one hand drifting down to slide three fingers into his own body, his other stroking the hard cock that leaked eagerly.

“Com on, come fuck me,” Ichigo moaned, teasing himself with his fingers, Sados eyes darkening even more. Reaching down he tugged the red heads fingers out of his body, moving so that he was between Ichigos legs, cock pressed against the stretched entrance. Smirking lightly, he pressed in with one smooth stroke, stopping only when he hilted balls deep in his lover, the lithe body bowing up, almost as if Ichigo was trying to decide between pressing back into the pressure or move away from it.

Holding Ichigos hips down, making sure he didn’t move just yet, Sado waiting for the low moan and relaxing body under him before moving, thrusting in and out of him, making the smaller man write once more. Building up a steady pace, Sado shifted so that he was stroking over Ichigos sweet spot, smirking once more as the red head yelped and clawed at the bed, legs wrapping tight around his waist.

Moaning as Ichigo tightened around him, the large man curled one hand around his partners cock, stroking in him in time with his thrusts It wasn’t long before he was rewarded with the gasping moan as white stickiness  spread over the others stomach and his hand. Slamming into the pliant body, Sado gasped and shuddered, filling his partner with his cum, getting a quiet  moan as the other twitched and wiggled.

Laughing lowly, Sado slowly pulled out of the younger man before using his shirt to clean them both up. Ichigo purred lowly and stretched out his sore body, feeling good about it all, feeling even better with the smug satisfaction that radiated from his friend.

“Its been to long since we’ve done that,” Ichigo sighed, shifting when Sado laid down and tugged him close. Laying his head down on the strong chest, the red head purred lowly as a long fingered hand rubbed at his head.

“First time we’ve done that in your usual gender,” Sado hummed, getting a soft laugh from Ichigo.

“Just as good as when we have sex with my female form,” Ichigo teased, squawking when Sado reached down and groped at his ass.

“Indeed,” Sado purred. “I’m still debating between sending Szael a thank you card or punch him in the face for messing with you in such a way.”

“Do both,” Ichigo snorted, rubbing his leg against the other mans groin, getting a moan from him. “You still have a lot to make up to me,” he growled, yelping as he was flipped onto his knees and a mouth descended onto his skin.