It was so easy. Ichigo was like putty in his fingers. Bitey, clawy putty, but pretty malleable nonetheless. A cruel chuckle, then Shiro shuts Ichigo up with a heavy, violent kiss, all tongue and teeth and no gentleness.
Of course, no amount of kissing will keep those wonderful groans at bay when Shiro touches him just right. That's the sweet spot. It's so much easier to find when you can feel it yourself. Shiro arches his back into the pain, the pleasure, trying to feel the fingers that aren't actually inside him (no, it's Ichigo, but I can feel it…)
"Ahhn..!! Dammit!"
That wonderful sting, that ache, those curses, it was just too much. And his other arm was… captured. No…! He needed that! He could feel himself getting really fucking hard, and he needed to release it… touch it, at least a little!
… Ah. There was an idea. Without missing a beat with his fingers, his tongue, his teeth, his hips, the Hollow slides that tail of his up, snaking it between their thighs, granting that oh so wonderful light touch to his throbbing erection. He wasn't really focused enough to REALLY use the tip of that tail, but just the lightest touch was enough for now.
"Come on you bastard, say my name--! Cry out and say you want more!" With a snarl, the Hollow sinks his teeth into Ichigo's shoulder, drawing blood and filling their nostrils with the wonderful, heady smell of copper and iron.
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Date: 2012-04-12 10:34 pm (UTC)Of course, no amount of kissing will keep those wonderful groans at bay when Shiro touches him just right. That's the sweet spot. It's so much easier to find when you can feel it yourself. Shiro arches his back into the pain, the pleasure, trying to feel the fingers that aren't actually inside him (no, it's Ichigo, but I can feel it…)
"Ahhn..!! Dammit!"
That wonderful sting, that ache, those curses, it was just too much. And his other arm was… captured. No…! He needed that! He could feel himself getting really fucking hard, and he needed to release it… touch it, at least a little!
… Ah. There was an idea. Without missing a beat with his fingers, his tongue, his teeth, his hips, the Hollow slides that tail of his up, snaking it between their thighs, granting that oh so wonderful light touch to his throbbing erection. He wasn't really focused enough to REALLY use the tip of that tail, but just the lightest touch was enough for now.
"Come on you bastard, say my name--! Cry out and say you want more!" With a snarl, the Hollow sinks his teeth into Ichigo's shoulder, drawing blood and filling their nostrils with the wonderful, heady smell of copper and iron.