Ones Tender Embrace.

Author: Jemma-Louise

Warnings: Profanities as usual! And.. everyone's been waiting for it.. A lil boyxboy SMUT! XD mwhahahaha.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach! I'm just loaning it's characters for a whiiile, I'll be sure to give them back after I've had my fun with them.. Hope I don't get charged interest… :O

[A/N - Well, here it is! Chappy 8! I do hope everyone is enjoying this story. As you all know.. The delay for this chapter was HUGE due to the breaking of my laptop and an annoying writers block and I'm really sorry for it all! This is the chapter I've been looking forward to writing XD Be warned… its profusely cute! Like I said before.. I'm one hell of a sucker for cute, I couldn't help myself! Sooo, Enjoy and remember to review! Oh yeah, thanks to a review from Krynnalexia about how the centred format of my story was hard on the eye, I've gone back and changed the story to the normal format for you and of course anyone else who found it annoying XD.]

"So.. Welcome again to my humble abode.." Ichigo muttered sarcastically to the teenager behind him, while giving his stubborn back door a violent push to allow them access to the house. The stiff door swung open and rebounded off the wall with a loud crack, making both teenagers cringe simultaneously; It was almost midnight and Ichigo's family where bound to be fast asleep.

"Come on" Ichigo whispered, looking at Uryuu over his shoulder and offering the other teen his hand. Uryuu gave Ichigo a small smile before grasping the hand and allowing himself to be pulled through the threshold. Ichigo pulled the raven-haired boy into the kitchen and flicked the lights on, then let go of Uryuu's hand and turned back to lock the door.

Ichigo tossed the keys onto a kitchen counter, before looking up to see Uryuu observing the front cover of a hand-made cook book on his kitchen table. The smaller teen opened the book and observed the first page, seemingly deeply immersed in the recipe displayed to orange-haired teen smiled deviously, striding over to Uryuu and wrapping toned arms tightly around the boy's waist and dropping his chin lightly to the shoulder presented to him. Ichigo felt Uryuu tense slightly, obviously still unused of the close contact he was receiving, but then relaxed back into Ichigo's warm chest, sighing audibly.

"Who's recipe book is that? The meals I saw listed on the cover are incredibly complicated to prepare." Uryuu murmured, loud enough for Ichigo to hear.

"It's Yuzu's. She's done all of the cooking around here for years, so I guess she's getting pretty good at it."

"Wow.. I'll have to teach her a few of my own recipes sometime, it seems she will pick them up easily."

"You cook….?" Ichigo whispered, his tone laced with amusement.

"Yes Ichigo. I cook. I live alone, who else is going to cook my food? Why, don't you cook?"

"I do.. But only the basics. But you have your own recipes? I shouldn't be surprised though, I'm talking to a guy who loves to sew."

Ichigo let out a small yelp of pain when Uryuu elbowed him in ribs. He broke free from the embrace and turned to scowl at the orange-haired teen.

"Maybe I don't like to fit in with the common stereotype, I'll do what I want and how I want, thank you." Uryuu muttered and huffed in chuckled a little and rolled his eyes. He closed the distance between them again and pushed a hand through the front of Uryuu's hair, his spare hand coming to rest on one of the boys delicate hip bones.

"I'm joking Uryuu. Don't take everything to heart. I admire everything about you, so chill." Ichigo lent in and placed a swift kiss on Uryuu's neck, right over his beating pulse. Uryuu blushed a subtle pink and mumbled something under his breath Ichigo was unable to hear.

"What was that?" Ichigo mused, combing his fingers through Uryuu's satin tresses.

"You.. Admire….me..?" Uryuu whispered a second time, a tad louder.

"Well duh... If I didn't I wouldn't of set eyes on you in the first place."

A small smile graced Uryuu's lips, and he closed the distance between them fully, by wrapping his arms around Ichigo's waist in a tight embrace. Ichigo felt tentative lips kiss his shoulder briefly and softly.

He let a grin plaster his features before planting another swift kiss, this time to Uryuu's forehead then broke their contact. He grasped Uryuu's hand and started to tow him out of the kitchen.

"Come on, we can't spend all night in the Kitchen."

Ichigo pulled Uryuu along until they reached the stairs, then turned around to face his partner, his features alight with amusement.

"What are y- AH!" Uryuu yelped far too loudly when his lithe body was scooped up as if he where a rag doll and thrown over one of Ichigo's broad shoulders. Ichigo chuckled quietly and used one arm to grasp the small teen around the middle, to keep him in place on the shoulder he'd been slung over.

"Kuros- I mean, Ichigo! What are you doing! Put me down!"

Ichigo ignored the request and started to jog up the flight of stairs before them. He chuckled once again when he felt the smaller teen grip the back of his hoody tightly and heard mumbled curses fall from the boy's lips.

Reaching the top of the stairs, Ichigo turned left and into his bedroom. Only then did he grip Uryuu's waist with two hands and gently place him onto the floor. Topaz orbs gazed down happily at Uryuu's slight scowl, then Ichigo placed one of his hands gently on the smaller teen's face and caressed the soft skin of an alabaster cheek. Uryuu's sapphire eye's shone up at the red-head and he exhaled softly, but his stubborn scowl stayed firmly in place.

Shaking his head slightly with a smirk, Ichigo dropped his hand and strode around the teen and to his wardrobe.

"Do you need to borrow something to sleep in?" Ichigo Inquired over his shoulder, while pulling the double wooden doors in front of him open.

"Yes.. Ichigo.. Otherwise I'll be sleeping in the nude." Uryuu murmured quietly, a small blush tinting his cheeks at the thought. Ichigo extracted two pairs of pyjama pants from the wardrobe then turned to eye his smaller counterpart hungrily, a cheeky grin gracing his face for the umpteenth time that night.

"Like I would mind…" came the purred whisper, and Uryuu felt a shiver travel down his spine.

"I-Ichigo! That's inappropriate!"

"Fucking hell Uryuu! You really are the biggest prude I've ever met!" Ichigo exclaimed happily, then snickered joyously. Ichigo tossed Uryuu a pair of navy pyjama pants and then proceeded to extract his own clothes to put on the grey pair he'd acquired. Unabashed, the orange-haired teen turned around and began to un-zip his jeans.

He heard Uryuu's breath hitch and smirked to himself. He let the loose jeans fall from his hips and pool around his ankles, then in an almost seductive motion, peeled the tight, white band t-shirt off slowly. He pivoted on the spot to gaze at Uryuu, and chuckled when he found the other teen gawking at him, eyes wide.

The pyjama bottoms where left discarded on the floor by the red-head's clothes as he slowly made his way toward a frozen Uryuu. When Ichigo was stood a few inches away he slipped the tips of his calloused fingers under the hem of the bright red hoody. He felt tender flesh shiver as his fingers grazed Uryuu's abdomen lightly.

Ichigo purposely let out a puff of air against Uryuu's neck, then moved back to pull the hoody and t-shirt off together in one swift motion. He absentmindedly heard Uryuu gasp in surprise but found himself hypnotised by the sight of the toned, alabaster skin before him. He placed both hands upon the perfect porcelain and splayed his fingers, feeling the very contours of Uryuu's lean stomach muscles.

Ichigo gets snapped out of his reverie when Uryuu places his hands on the larger teens shoulders and squeezes them briefly.

"Ichigo… This is too much.. Too fast.." Uryuu's voice is but a whisper and his breathing is laboured with anticipation.

"We don't have to take things too far… let me have my fun Uryuu.. I've waited a long time for this.. I want more than anything to see you writhe in pleasure for me.. Only me." The sentence tumbled out of Ichigo's mouth and he realised how low and husky his voice had turned. He was so turned on that his erection almost felt painful, and this was obvious as it was tented proudly in the front of his boxers.

"You don't have to do anything at all Uryuu.. I'll do the work.."

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Uryuu gazed, bemused at his companion, allowing himself to be picked up gently and lowered down onto Ichigo's soft bed. He was in awe at how gentle and caring a lover Ichigo had proved himself to be, in contrast to the hard front the teen usually had in place when facing the rest of the world. There had always been compassion in Ichigo's eyes, but never happiness or delicacy and Uryuu felt privileged to see Ichigo without his typical scowling mask.

For the third time, he felt Ichigo settle atop of him, straddling his waist. This felt right, it felt right to be underneath the other teen and subject to his caress after all the time Uryuu had spent lusting after him. It felt right to look up into those soft brown eyes and feel utterly lost within their depths. It felt right to feel his mouth go dry and his body to tremble with excitement. And it felt right to finally listen to what his heart had been telling him all along.

Uryuu felt a hand comb through his hair and he smiled up at Ichigo, who was returning the gesture with a small smile of his own. Uryuu reached up and hooked his arms around Ichigo's shoulders while Ichigo lowered his head to nip lightly at the smaller teens warm neck. Uryuu shivered in reaction to the tantalizing bites.

Ichigo was obviously pleased with the affect he was having on his partner, because the next bite caused Uryuu to release a high pitched yelp, resembling that of a Chihuahua. The smaller teen pulled Ichigo away from his neck and proceeded to cup the spot where he had been bitten.

"Ichigo! What where you trying to do? Eat me?" Uryuu whispered sharply, his eye's watering all the while.

"Oh! Um.. Shit. Sorry.. Didn't mean to bite you that hard… Guess I got carried away with myself.. Heh.." Ichigo seemed embarrassed, but the raven-haired boy could just make out a grin plastered on that handsome face.

"Hey! That reminds me… who removed your stitches in the end?

"My father, why? And how does "that remind you" Ichigo? How do these situations possibly relate?"

"Ohh.. Well you were supposed to come back here.. But I suppose with everything that's happened. And I actually don't have a clue… Where were we? Oh yeah." Ichigo dipped his head back down to Uryuu's neck and kissed the spot he'd bitten a little to hard. Uryuu tangled one of his hands into orange hair and once again marvelled at it's silky feel.

Whilst distracted, Uryuu hadn't noticed his partner's kisses travel down to his pecks. Ichigo continued kissing across the flat expanse of flesh then gently sucked in one of his nipples, causing Uryuu too hiss quietly and letting his eyes fall closed. It was a strange sensation but pleasurable nonetheless. In the mist of the small shower of kisses, Uryuu felt Ichigo's hand ghost down his abdomen. It traced the scar tissue delicately, then went on to caress his lower stomach muscles.

Ichigo moved away from the nipple he'd been toying with and brought him self back into Uryuu's line of sight. He rubbed his nose against his partners affectionately.

"You ready?" Ichigo whispered, his voice deep and husky. He hooked his finger tips in the waistline of the jeans Uryuu had worn, his finger tips grazing lightly against Uryuu's warm, twitching lower stomach. Uryuu cupped Ichigo's face and pulled him in for a deep kiss, his tongue prying Ichigo's mouth open. Their tongues lathed against each other in a seductive dance, and they both moaned into the lusty kiss. Uryuu broke the kiss and stared into his partners eyes with a small smirk.

"Stop talking and get to work"

"Right away Uryuu-SAMA!" Ichigo mumbled in pseudo-annoyance. In no time, Ichigo had gotten up onto his knees and undone Uryuu's trousers. He pulled them off his partners legs and tossed them to the floor. Uryuu watched as the orange-haired teen sat back onto his haunches to admire the body underneath him. Uryuu felt himself blush, the red tint reaching his neck and chest.

"Ichigo.."

"What? I'm admiring what's finally mine!" Ichigo whispered seductively. He sunk back down too cover Uryuu's body with his and gave the other teen a chaste kiss. He then diverted his attention back to Uryuu's lower body, the hunger in his eye's more obvious now than ever. Uryuu swallowed a little, still nervous about the whole experience. He felt Ichigo's hand slip under the hem of his boxers and graze, only for half a second, over the top if his throbbing erection. Uryuu gasped and shuddered, unused of such intimacy.

"You allright?" Ichigo's voice was strained and raspy with excitement.

"I thought I told you to stop talking." Uryuu exclaimed simply, trying to hide his shock. Ichigo gazed at Uryuu, a concern crinkling the corners of his eyes, but picked up where he left off. Ichigo slid his hand further down into Uryuu's boxers. His hand grazed lightly against the silky flesh of Uryuu's erection again, this time he felt all the way down the length and to the base, where the tips of his fingers tangled into thick, course hair. The hand was extracted from Uryuu's boxers once again and then the garment tugged off in one swift motion.

Uryuu felt frozen. He was at loss as to where to place his hands.. In the sheets? In Ichigo's hair? He went with the latter, placing his hands into Ichigo's soft spikes. This whole experience was new and confusing for Uryuu, he felt vulnerable and inexperienced. Not that the whole thing didn't excite him or make him feel on the edge of pure bliss.. It just scared him. Uryuu felt Ichigo's fingers grasp his throbbing member at it's base, and he took a deep gulp of air to try and reign in his self control.

Ichigo started to pump Uryuu's member, slowly at first. He looked up at Uryuu, his eye's clouded and a small smile gracing his lips. He lent down to flick the head of Uryuu's dick with his tongue, causing his partner to moan quietly and grip Ichigo's hair tighter. Apparently pleased with the reaction he got, Ichigo quickened his pace, pumping the appendage briskly.

"Nhhnngg.. Ichi..go.." Uryuu found himself moaning as his breathing got heavier. He started to sift through Ichigo's soft hair, massaging the scalp as a reward for the pleasure he was receiving. Ichigo's tongue reached down and licked the head and underside of Uryuu's dick every so often, a resulting groan always following soon after.

The moonlight shone through Ichigo's bed-side window, highlighting the sweat drops covering Uryuu's body. They shimmered silver as they trailed down his face and stomach, leaving glittering rivulets in their wake. Never did bodily fluid look so mesmerising. Uryuu wasn't aware of the state of his body though, only concentrating on the calloused thumb smearing pre-come around the sensitive head of his cock. His whole body twitched and tensed instantaneously when he felt his partner shift and lips seal over his appendage. He tugged on the soft hair in his hands out of shock a little too roughly.

Ichigo merely grunted, his nose wrinkling in discomfort and his mouth otherwise occupied.

"I-I-I'm sorry Ichi-Ichigo." Uryuu stuttered over his words. He felt Ichigo pat his thigh in acceptance of the apology. Uryuu tensed once again when he felt his partner start to suck him. One of Ichigo's hands moved to caress his balls while he sucked up and down Uryuu's silky length. The sucking became more intense and Uryuu found himself bucking into the warm mouth engulfing him. He felt the hand leave his balls and grasp his hip, holding him in place and massaging the flesh there. The sucking got more intense and before long Uryuu was writhing and moaning a little too loudly. He felt Ichigo moan around his dick, obviously loving the sounds his partner was making.

He could feel it. In the lowest part of his stomach. A coil of pleasure growing more intense by the second, his whole body on the edge of euphoria.

'No.. not yet.."Uryuu thought somewhere at the back of his clouded mind.

But to his surprise and also his disappointment, Ichigo let Uryuu's wet dick pop out of his mouth suddenly, causing Uryuu too hiss at the sudden lack of warmth and pleasure. He looked up to see Ichigo on his haunches again, but this time not admiring his catch, but gawking out of the window. He was about to ask what was wrong, when he heard a stone hit the glass.

"What… who is it?" Uryuu inquired quietly.

"… Take a look for yourself.." Ichigo murmured, now looking rather pissed off. Uryuu pulled him self into the sitting position and gazed out of the window, spotting the cause of Ichigo's annoyance. A certain red-headed man stood out side, wobbling slightly and grinning stupidly at the window.

"How did you know he was there?"

"He threw a stone. It was quite loud .. You must have been pretty out of it! Could of busted my window the bastard.."

"IIICCHII! COME LET YOUR OL'PAL IN!" none other than a wrecked Renji Abari hollered from the street below. Ichigo growled in annoyance and opened the window.

"What the fuck are you doing here you dipshit? It's gone midnight!"

"Aww.. Comeon.. It's freezing out here! And.. And I can't seem to find my place.." Renji confessed, grinning like a madman and slurring his words heavily.

"Ah for fucks sake! Hang on a minute then." Ichigo closed the window then growled, turning to see a now pissed looking Uryuu. He sighed deeply.

"I'm sorry about this.. But I can't leave him wander around the streets like that. I know it's a pain in the ass but he'll have to stay.."

"…What an idiot… Fine. Suppose there's no other option.." Uryuu claimed, then mimicked Ichigo's deep sigh.

"Best put something on" Ichigo murmured. He picked up his discarded pyjama pants then threw Uryuu the ones he was supposed to borrow earlier. Ichigo slipped his on while Uryuu getting stiffly too his feet to do the same.

"Sorry about this Uryuu. But that was fun" Ichigo smirked and stepped over to his boyfriend to plant a chaste kiss on his forehead.

"It was amazing Ichigo.. Thank you."

"Don't thank me! it's my pleasure!" Ichigo's smirk stretched wider before he turned to leave the room.

"Renji can sleep on the floor" He stated before disappearing out of the door. Uryuu sighed and sat back down onto the bed. He then realised he wasn't about too let Abarai see his naked chest, so grabbed the nearest t-shirt and put it on. The sent of Ichigo invaded his senses and he found him self breathing the intoxicating sent in deeply.

'Abarai.. Why did you insist on ruining my night with Ichigo…!'He thought angrily, combing a hand through his hair and wishing they'd gone back too his place. No one knew where he lived except Inoue, Chad and Ichigo. Uryuu heard the front door close and Ichigo curse at Renji for slamming it. He giggled in return but yelped, Uryuu heard Ichigo start to drag him up the stairs, cursing his idiocy all the way.

The first to burst through the door was Renji. It banged the wall loudly and Ichigo responded by kicking his friend into the room. Renji tripped and fell face first onto the floor, the resulting bang even louder. Ichigo cringed then scrubbed a hand over his face awkwardly.

Tonight promised to be chaotic.

[A/N - It's done! YEY! I've finally got off my lazy arse and finished chapter 8.. I'm sorry for the delay! I procrastinate like a bitch.. Even after the laptop is fixed and my writers block is gone.. I'm just lazy! They delay wont be as long next time! I'll be starting chapter 9 tomorrow so hopefully it will be done quickly! Thank you for sticking with me.. I would like to thank Gabryel for the kick I needed to finish this! Thank youuu!] (PS! This is kinda FULL of typos.. i'll get it sorted when it's not 4.17am . haha. I've also found i've been repeating myself alot... using words twice in one sentance blahblahblah.. i'll get it sorted ASAP! )