[Oh, Shiro knew good and well Ichigo didn't like that nickname. Neither did he, to be honest. It put Ichigo on a platform, a pedestal that just wasn't there. A relic, from when Shiro had been even more egotistical than he was now. When he thought he had a chance to be the only one.
But they were both wiser now, weren't they. They were two equal parts of the same whole. There was no king and no horse, just two warriors. And this afternoon, it was two lovers.
Warrior lovers, maybe, considering the violence of it all.
Maybe the Hollow was aware, and maybe not, but he knew that certain things he did got certain reactions. And for Ichigo? It was all about touch. Being as close, as much skin on skin as possible. The white twin purrs at the fingers in his hair, the hotness of the other body. So fucking good.... ]
Don't you trust me?
[And with a powerful tug, off come the pants and those goofy undergarments, revealing Ichigo's oh-so-very erect penis. Time to play a little, before he gets down to business.
Long blue tongue coils around the tip, razor-edged teeth so deathly close with their dangerous tickle. He wants to hear that squeal again, Ichigo. Those sounds, those yelps, those are what get him rock hard]
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Date: 2011-06-05 08:12 pm (UTC)But they were both wiser now, weren't they. They were two equal parts of the same whole. There was no king and no horse, just two warriors. And this afternoon, it was two lovers.
Warrior lovers, maybe, considering the violence of it all.
Maybe the Hollow was aware, and maybe not, but he knew that certain things he did got certain reactions. And for Ichigo? It was all about touch. Being as close, as much skin on skin as possible. The white twin purrs at the fingers in his hair, the hotness of the other body. So fucking good.... ]
Don't you trust me?
[And with a powerful tug, off come the pants and those goofy undergarments, revealing Ichigo's oh-so-very erect penis. Time to play a little, before he gets down to business.
Long blue tongue coils around the tip, razor-edged teeth so deathly close with their dangerous tickle. He wants to hear that squeal again, Ichigo. Those sounds, those yelps, those are what get him rock hard]