Lemon and Sugar

Warning: Smut ahead. Pure uncensored smut. Wahahaha. *ahem* Sorry for the wait. ^_- The full version. Damn fanfic document manager keeps compressing it.

Chapter 3: Breathe

And Hanataro had to admit watching was pretty arousing. Seeing those long pale fingers slowly, torturously slow, sliding off the snow white haori, untying the obi on the coal colored hakama, sliding off the black kimono and its white partner the nagajuban underneath. Byakuya looked up into blue eyes darkened with lust. He let his hands wander down his bared chest to his muscular stomach, drifting to his own thighs. At a small moan that he wasn't sure which of them loosed he sank to his knees in front of the medic. Again those long fingers were undressing, Hanataro this time being undressed, Byakuya getting the show. Pale skin and pink nipples being uncovered made him shiver a little as he tried to control himself. He gently pushed Hanataro onto the bed and resumed his seduction. Again Hanataro watched those long fingers move, teasing his nipples, swirling into his belly button and around it, sliding lower. Byakuya leans down giving first one nipple then the other a wet kiss. Soon abandoning them to let his mouth follow his fingers. Hanataro arches into Byakuya without thinking.

Byakuya lets out a low chuckle. "So eager. No need to rush."

Byakuya returns his mouth to its former position, nipping at Hanataro's bare thigh, leaving a mark there and gently presses two fingers to Hanataro's lips. Sure they had the oil, but Byakuya thought it'd be more erotic to have Hanataro sucking on his fingers. Hanataro takes to the task eagerly, giving Byakuya's fingers tender kisses before slipping two of them into his mouth, tongue sliding around them. Byakuya lets him play for awhile before he pulls his fingers out and slides his hand down Hanataro's thigh and between his legs.

"Hanataro, are you sure about this?" Byakuya asks.

"Yes. Please." Hanataro moans reaching for the dark haired man. Byakuya nods.

"If I hurt you, say something. We can stop anytime." Byakuya says although he's not entirely sure if he can stop. He starts pressing his fingers lightly against the tight ring of muscle

"Alright." Hanataro answers. One finger, then two slip in and Hanataro forgets to breathe."Oh god!" Hanataro begs as those slick digits move, a sharp pain causing him to gasp and try to pull away.

"Hanataro. Are you okay? If it hurts we can stop." Byakuya says kissing his temple, but his fingers don't stop.

Didn't the scroll say it wasn't supposed to hurt? Hanataro briefly wonders if this was a good idea, if he should tell Byakuya to stop and then Byakuya hits something inside of him and he's babbling something incoherently. Byakuya just smiles and hits that spot again watching as Hanataro throws his head back in pleasure, letting out a throaty yell. "Bya-KUYA."

That little scream told him how ready Hanataro was and he himself was definitely ready. He takes the vial of oil and is about to uncork it when Hanataro sits up and takes it from him and pushes him to lean back. He's a little shocked, but leans back aroused at Hanatarou's initiative. Hanatarou himself is a little shocked by his own actions and sits there for half a second in wonder before uncorking the vial and spilling some of the cool liquid into his hands.

His hands slip over Byakuya and have the other man moaning loudly, almost coming from touch alone. Figuring he wouldn't last long if this kept going on Byakuya takes the oil and slicks his fingers again, slipping them back into Hanataro's eager body, letting them stroke and flex inside the tight passage. Hanataro bucks against him and his strokes become wilder. When Byakuya decides that enough is enough he flips the little medic onto his back and presses slowly into the oh so willing body that he craved. All too soon they were gasping as lights exploded behind their eyes turning their vision white and blurry. Exhausted he pulls out and cradles Hanataro in his arms.

"You-you alright?" Byakuya asks.

"Yes. Amazing, it didn't hurt." Hanataro chirps a little winded and sleepy, but completely satisfied. "We'll have to do that again."

"Later. You get some rest now." Byakuya chuckles kissing the top of Hanataro's head and Hanataro nuzzles his jaw, resting his head in the crook of Byakuya's shoulder.

Elsewhere Shuhei had Toshiro crying out in pleasure for the fourth time that night. Shuhei was too busy murmuring his lover's name, to scream.

TBC Hope you liked the smut. Maybe I'll do more Shuhei/Toshiro next.