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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Bleach
  Relationship:
      Ishida_Uryuu/Kurosaki_Ichigo
  Character:
      Ishida_Uryuu, Kurosaki_Ichigo
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-08-06 Words: 1226
****** 'Genital Torture' for Kink Bingo ******
by Miko
Summary
     Some days he wondered how close to the surface Ichigo's hollow really
     was.
Though it would have taken torture to get him to admit it, Uryuu did trust
Ichigo. Trusted him with his life, trusted him with his soul, trusted him - and
even torture would not have made him admit this - with his heart.
But there were moments... when he caught a flash of black in the other teen's
eyes, when Ichigo's smile stretched just a bit wider than it should have been
able to, when a cruel expression flitted over his face... there were moments
when Uryuu wasn't sure he trusted Ichigo with his body. Some days he wondered
how close to the surface Ichigo's hollow really was.
Especially when he was pinned down, naked and helpless, and Ichigo was eyeing
him more like a meal than a sex object.
"Kurosaki..." The warning he'd intended to give fell rather flat when Ichigo
grabbed his cock and stroked him hard, and the rest of Uryuu's words were lost
in a rush of air.
"Relax, Ishida," Ichigo said. There was a faint edge to his voice, a hint of
mocking, overtones and harmonics that Uryuu had heard before. "There's nothing
you can do, so you might as well enjoy it."
The words had not been intended to instil faith in him, Uryuu was certain.
Quite the opposite. He squirmed and tried again to get free, but even one-
handed Ichigo was easily able to grip his wrists and keep them stretched out
above his head. Ichigo had all the leverage, and to add insult to injury
outweighed him by quite a lot, all of it pure muscle.
His heart was pounding with an equal mix of nerves and lust. Uryuu kept a wary
eye on Ichigo's face, watching for the first hint of a mask's outline that
would tell him this had gone too far. There was nothing there, not yet, but
Uryuu could feel the other teen's reiatsu rising.
"Scared?" Ichigo taunted him. Before Uryuu could answer, he squeezed down hard
on Uryuu's cock, painfully tight.
Uryuu's breath hissed out between his teeth, and he went very still. "Kurosaki,
you're hurting me."
"You can handle it," Ichigo said, casual and confident. "You take worse than
this in battle and don't even notice it." He eased up, but then shifted his
hand down so he could wrap his fingers around Ishida's balls, as well. He
squeezed again, and this time Uryuu couldn't stop a grunt of pain from escaping
him.
"That doesn't mean I enjoy it," Uryuu protested when he recovered his control.
He would not cry out, he would not. It would just encourage the bastard, egg
him on.
The smile that spread over Ichigo's face had the same dangerous edge to it as
his voice, too hard and bright and wide to be real. Just this side of sanity -
and Uryuu wasn't sure which side of the line they were currently on.
"You will," Ichigo purred, the eerie resonance in his voice turning the husky
sound evil.
He released Uryuu with both hands, but before Uryuu could register and take
advantage of the fact that his arms were free, Ichigo had scooted down and
taken Uryuu's cock into his mouth. The soft, wet heat of him felt sinfully
good, but it was the warning edge of teeth against his tip that made Uryuu go
utterly still.
Ichigo made a growling sound that somehow managed to convey satisfaction along
with threat. He lowered his head further and sucked hard in a way that made
Uryuu moan helplessly. Then he gasped, because Ichigo had let him feel the edge
of his teeth again, scraping hard against the side of his shaft.
"Fuck, Kurosaki," he breathed out, trembling on the edge of pleasure and pain.
Ichigo took a little more of him into his mouth, and bit down a little harder,
keeping him balanced perfectly between two extremes.
He could have fought, could have beaten Ichigo off him and gotten away. He
could have, but he didn't. Not because Ichigo could hurt him before he got
loose, though that was certainly true. Not because Uryuu didn't want to hurt
him in turn, which he would certainly have to in order to get free. Not because
Uryuu was afraid that leaving now would mean losing Ichigo for good.
No, he didn't fight because Ichigo was right, the bastard. The skittering
thrill of not knowing whether Ichigo would take it that little bit too far
added an element of danger to the whole thing, making his heart pound that much
faster and his cock throb that much harder.
Then Ichigo slid the rest of the way down, the tip of Uryuu's cock nestled in
the muscles of his throat as he swallowed. At the same moment he twisted his
fingers around Uryuu's balls again and tightened them, squeezing viciously
enough to make Uryuu break his vow not to cry out.
It hurt, fuck, he'd never felt anything quite like it, not even in his
deadliest battles. But at the same time Ichigo was now bobbing his head up and
down on Uryuu's cock, licking and sucking and scraping his teeth until the
flesh felt ten times as sensitive as it should have been.
Uryuu alternated between whimpers and hoarse shouts, rocking his hips up into
Ichigo's mouth, writhing to try to get free of the painful constriction on his
balls. Orgasm was building, but coming slower than usual because of the pain
mixed with the pleasure. That only made Uryuu all the more aware of it, of the
slow coil winding tight in his gut and the liquid fire worming its way through
his veins.
Then Ichigo stopped moving abruptly, his mouth just barely covering the tip of
Uryuu's cock, though he was doing amazing things with his tongue over the head.
Caught right on the threshold of orgasm, Uryuu groaned a protest, and then
screamed when Ichigo clamped his teeth down hard. For one heart-shattering
moment Uryuu was honestly afraid he intended to bite the head right off.
With panic and lust gripping him in equal measure, Uryuu looked down at the
other teen and saw the thing he'd most been dreading. The eyes that looked back
at him were black and gold, not white and amber. Ichigo's cruel expression
promised that he'd only begun to explore what 'agony' really meant.
Terror shot through Uryuu, adrenalin pumping through his body and bringing
every nerve to full alert. In that instant Ichigo dragged the tip of his tongue
hard over Uryuu's slit, and released his grip with fingers and teeth
completely, leaving only pleasure to overwhelm him in a crashing tsunami wave.
The world spun and went black, and Uryuu screamed again as he came.
For a moment afterward, he thought he'd gone blind. For a moment, he thought he
was dead. Then he realized he'd closed his eyes at some point, and forced them
open with a groan.
Ichigo had settled beside him, smirking and generally looking very pleased with
himself. Uryuu stared into his perfectly normal, human eyes, and saw only the
smug satisfaction of a teenaged male who'd made his partner come hard enough to
see stars.
Some days, he really did wonder how close to the surface the hollow was.
Other days, he was afraid he already knew the answer.
Today, he wasn't entirely sure it was a bad thing.
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