[ Shiro leans down to him, pinning Ichigo's body with his, and Ichigo can't do much but welcome the weight of him, skin hot with arousal and closeness and movement. His chest stings where claws score, pronouncing the shudders wracking Ichigo's body, and he retaliates by hooking his calves behind knees in order to arch hips up, and grind fluidly. ]
But - oh, okay...
[ The hollow closes his teeth around one flat, male nipple, and Ichigo gasps, all need and amazement, betraying his own diminishing composure. Amber eyes turning glassy slip closed, and the fingers in Shiro's hair likewise tighten just a bit - but Shiro's hiss makes Ichigo jerk his hand away from the hollow's Chain of Fate hole. Chest heaving, but his body tensing up in alarm. He tried to swallow the ragged panting, looking down at Shiro with hazy, sloe eyes, worried he'd hurt the hollow, somehow. ]
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Date: 2011-04-05 02:59 am (UTC)But - oh, okay...
[ The hollow closes his teeth around one flat, male nipple, and Ichigo gasps, all need and amazement, betraying his own diminishing composure. Amber eyes turning glassy slip closed, and the fingers in Shiro's hair likewise tighten just a bit - but Shiro's hiss makes Ichigo jerk his hand away from the hollow's Chain of Fate hole.
Chest heaving, but his body tensing up in alarm. He tried to swallow the ragged panting, looking down at Shiro with hazy, sloe eyes, worried he'd hurt the hollow, somehow. ]
S-Sorry! Sorry, I didn't know it hurt.