Family Ties (Bleach, Chad/Ichigo)

Ichigo moaned as he felt Chad’s slick fingers slide inside of him. He lifted his legs, wrapping them around Chad’s broad waist to give the man more room to work. His arms twined around Chad’s neck and he smiled softly as he drew the other man down for a kiss. Their lips met in a soft kiss, one that slowly grew in passion as Chad’s fingers scissored inside of him. He keened softly into Chad’s mouth as the fingers inside of him played against his prostate. Chad knew exactly how to push all of his buttons.

He felt vulnerable like this – naked under another, physically stronger man, slowly being opened up so that Chad could fit inside of him. He couldn’t imagine being this submissive with anyone else. With Chad, it was alright. With anyone else, it would have grated on him. This was just another extension of their friendship. He trusted Chad with his life. Trusting him with his body was easy compared to that.

A soft hiss escaped his lips as Chad’s fingers were removed and his much larger erection pressed inside. His legs tightened reflexively. Ichigo arched up, pushing back into Chad’s thrust. Pleasure mixed with a faint bit of pain as Chad filled him. It was nothing compared to what he’d endured while fighting Hollows, shinigami, or arrancar. Chad kissed him again, softly, as Chad slid all the way home, deep inside of Ichigo. Two large hands gripped his waist, lifting his hips so that Chad had a better angle into Ichigo, an angle he knew from experience would make him want to scream.

The door opened, startling both of them. They froze and turned to look at the equally startled man standing in the doorway. Ichigo could feel his entire body flaming red but he couldn’t move. Chad looked just as embarrassed, but he hid it well behind his usual stoic mask.

Isshin Kurosaki stared at them for several seconds. If he felt anything other than surprise, it didn’t register on his face. Isshin swallowed and then his face shifted into a polite smile, almost as if he’d walked in on his son studying – their usual excuse when Chad came over – rather than having sex with his best friend.

“Dinner’s ready,” he said. The door shut quickly.