[ Ichigo shudders, letting go of his control as a caring lover, reiatsu flaring as he drags Shiro's hands off him and against the roof, pinning crossed wrists there with one hand as his hips stutter, fucking harder, erratically, taking instead of giving. There's still a small part of Ichigo insisting he remain angled for a certain sweet spot, however, and he does so in order to relieve a bit of the guilt he feels. He doesn't get off on this - on dominating people - but he can let go and find his own release, if that's what Shiro wants. Stupid power-hungry hollow. So warm and tight, Shiro's body seems to be a shroud of sensation that dissolves Ichigo's ability to think in an instant, burying himself with rough, muffled grunts against a shoulder, bending the hollow practically double in an attempt to get as close as skin allows. But, thankfully, Ichigo has enough presence of mind to leave his forehead resting against Shiro's shoulder, but look down enough to watch. Watch as he wraps his fingers around Shiro's cock. Panting hotly in the hollow's ear, on the verge of losing it, himself, Ichigo has to bite his lip on an indecent moan. Fuck, this dual-sensation thing was really amazing... ]
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Date: 2011-05-17 04:37 pm (UTC)So warm and tight, Shiro's body seems to be a shroud of sensation that dissolves Ichigo's ability to think in an instant, burying himself with rough, muffled grunts against a shoulder, bending the hollow practically double in an attempt to get as close as skin allows. But, thankfully, Ichigo has enough presence of mind to leave his forehead resting against Shiro's shoulder, but look down enough to watch.
Watch as he wraps his fingers around Shiro's cock. Panting hotly in the hollow's ear, on the verge of losing it, himself, Ichigo has to bite his lip on an indecent moan.
Fuck, this dual-sensation thing was really amazing... ]
S'okay...you can cum...