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The last chapter of Two of a Kind!!! See the bottom for the Bleach stories I am going to be writing next.

This one is a bit shorter than all the others, but it's only meant to wrap up the story and throw in some more sex before it ends =D

As always, this chapter was beta'd by Warrior Nun- thank you!

Two of a Kind: Epilogue

Jirotoshi sulked as he sat at the dinner table next to Ichigo. He had been hoping for a couple of rounds of sex when they got home, but Ichigo insisted that they eat dinner with the family, if only to make Yuzu feel better.

But damn it, Jirotoshi wanted some nookie! Nookie from his Ichi, to be exact. He wanted to plow into Ichigo right then and there, but instead he had to deal with their crazy ass father, who thought attacking his children was healthy, and Yuzu's sweet politeness as well as Karin's cold shoulder.

Jirotoshi would definitely rather be fucking Ichigo.

But maybe he could settle for messing with Ichigo a little, for now.

He let his hand drop by his side while he ate with the other and crept it up to linger on Ichigo's back. Ichigo choked on his rice when Jirotoshi's fingers skimmed underneath the band of his pants. He pulled his hand away quickly when his family looked at Ichigo in concern and smirked at his flustered brother.

Ichigo sent him a dark glare and returned to eating when Jirotoshi began to rub his foot along his ankle. This time Ichigo didn't choke, but he did slap Jirotoshi in the leg to try and get him to stop. Of course Jirotoshi didn't. Instead he nudged Ichigo's foot again and locked his ankle around Ichigo's own so he couldn't pull away.

Ichigo blushed, making Jirotoshi grin in smug triumph until Goat-Face "daddy" Isshin chose that moment to fly across the table and kick Jirotoshi in the face. Jirotoshi dodged, but just barely, and the crazy man was sent flying into the wall. Jirotoshi giggled and hooked his arm in Ichigo's and dragged him to his feet.

"Night, brothers!" Yuzu called cheerfully after them and Jirotoshi gave their little sister a wave before pulling Ichigo out of the room. The first thing he did was grab a handful of Ichigo's tempting little ass, purposefully pressing against the cleft so Ichigo would jerk in response.

"Ngh!" Ichigo mumbled and clamped his hands over his mouth to stifle the noises he made. Jirotoshi grabbed Ichigo by the waist and hoisted him up, throwing him over his shoulder as he walked up the stairs. "What are you doing, Shiro?" Ichigo tried to say as quietly as possible and squirming as his body got hotter and hotter from desire.

"Obviously I'm gonna fuck ya," Jirotoshi said bluntly and Ichigo gaped before Jirotoshi threw the door to their room open and slammed it shut. He also sure to hit the button on the sound device Urahara gave him that rested on the desk so the rest of the family wouldn't hear.

Jirotoshi didn't so much push Ichigo onto his bed as throw him into it forcefully and rip his clothes off. Ichigo was tired of fighting his own attraction and so grabbed Jirotoshi by the hair and yanked him down to kiss him hungrily. Jirotoshi purred in appreciation of Ichigo's enthusiasm and pulled away from the kiss only to hastily undo his own clothing.

Ichigo sat up to grab Jirotoshi's belt and unbuckled it quickly, then yanked his pants open and shoved it down. Jirotoshi groaned and fisted Ichigo's hair as Ichigo eagerly took his cock into his mouth and lapped at the head curiously while sucking at the fluids that beaded at his slit.

"Fuck, Ichi, I'm gonna pound that sweet ass of yours until ya…" Jirotoshi couldn't figure out the rest of what he was going to say because Ichigo took the opportunity to cup his balls and squeeze them gently. "Ah, shit, yeah, that's it, baby," Jirotoshi babbled, which Ichigo thought meant he must be doing something right.

"Stop before I come," Jirotoshi growled and very reluctantly pushed Ichigo away from his cock, making it slide from his pouty lips with a pop. "Now bend over and show me that cute little ass of yours."

Ichigo turned red and scowled at Jirotoshi, which Jirotoshi just thought made him look cuter. "Do you have to say it like that?"

"Yep!" Jirotoshi said happily and pulled Ichigo up to peck him on the lips lightly and smacked the cute little ass he was just talking about. Ichigo pinched his hip in retaliation, but did as he said. Jirotoshi groaned as Ichigo lay on the bed with his face against his pillow and his ass in the air oh-so-temptingly. He bent over and nipped at one of his cheeks, making Ichigo glare of his shoulder at him.

"Don't glare, Ichi," Jirotoshi purred and reached underneath the bed to grab the lube. "I'm gonna fill ya up and make ya feel really nice."

Ichigo groaned as Jirotoshi spread his ass apart and grinned at the butt plug that was still inside of him. Ichigo's ass twitched as Jirotoshi lapped at the rim of it and then hooked his teeth gently around it. He let out a low whine and convulsed as Jirotoshi slowly pulled it out with his teeth, only to thrust it back in sharply with the flick of his tongue.

"Shiro!!!" Ichigo wailed and clutched at the sheets. His cock was hard as a rock and dripping cum from the sheer pleasure of it. Jirotoshi grinned and shoved it back in forcefully before pulling it out half way and rotating it around in a circle with his tongue. Ichigo bit hard into the pillow to keep from screaming as his prostate was tortured and couldn't help but sob when Jirotoshi pulled it completely out and rammed it back it.

"Shiro, please!" Ichigo begged with tears in his eyes from pleasure. "Fuck me!!!"

"As ya wish," Jirotoshi said gleefully and ripped out the butt plug to cover his cock with lube and line himself up with Ichigo's entrance. He grabbed Ichigo's ass tightly with both hands and spread him wide apart as he slammed all of his long, thick length into Ichigo in one go.

Ichigo screamed and clawed at the sheets with tears running down his face. Jirotoshi paused long enough to lean over and lap at the salty fluid and soothe the pain slightly by rubbing Ichigo's back with his hands. After that, though, he didn't hold anything back. He gripped Ichigo's shoulder with one hand and his hip with the other as he continuously pistoned in and out of him, making the bed creak with each movement.

Ichigo practically howled in pleasure and pain at the action and pushed back just as forcefully to meet the thrusts. He reached a hand in between his legs to jerk himself off, but Jirotoshi slapped his hands away with a growl.

"I want ya to come from nothing but my cock," Jirotoshi purred and raked his nails down Ichigo's ass before giving it another slap. "Look at ya; ya are already sobbing in pleasure."

Ichigo didn't bother to deny it, but he thought that he was going to explode if he didn't come soon. "Shiro!!!" He pleaded and clenched tightly around his lover. "Please!"

Jirotoshi hissed in pleasure at the action and nuzzled Ichigo's orange hair. "Have I mentioned how much I love ya, Ichi?" Jirotoshi crooned and thrust into Ichigo in such a way that made him keen. "I love ya so much…" He trailed off as he put wet, languid kisses on Ichigo's neck.

"Shiro…" Ichigo trailed off quietly and bit his lower lip. "I love you too- ah, fuck, do that again!" Ichigo yelped as Jirotoshi drove forcefully into his prostate.

Heat built in between them and spilled over their skin as Ichigo's groin tightened and Jirotoshi began to thrust erratically. True to Jirotoshi's word, Ichigo was being pushed over the edge from nothing but his lover's cock moving inside of him. He finally came with a scream of Shiro's name, clamping down on Jirotoshi and forcing him to come as well.

Ichigo shuddered as Jirotoshi's orgasm filled him and distantly hoped that his somewhat cruel lover wouldn't use that toy on him again. Ichigo wasn't sure that he could handle it. In fact, he was fairly certain that he would die from overstimulation if Jirotoshi did use it on him.

The albino collapsed on top of Ichigo, making Ichigo mumble a complaint before he rolled to the side, taking Ichigo with him so they were spooning on the bed.

"Mmm, that was great, Ichi," Jirotoshi purred and remained inside of his brother, keeping their bodies tightly pressed together. "I love ya."

"You know I love you too, bastard," Ichigo mumbled and entwined his fingers with Jirotoshi's while snuggling back against him. "Promise you won't leave me ever again."

"Never," Jirotoshi promised and fully intended to never break his word. He wanted to stay with Ichi in this life and the next, for infinity.

He pressed a kiss to Ichigo's bright orange hair and sighed as their bodies succumbed to sleep.

They were yin and yang, one of the same piece, two of a kind, and Jirotoshi knew that nobody would suit him better than Ichigo just as he was the only one to suit Ichigo as well.

They would be together forever.

LINE

The next Bleach stories I am going to be writing is a KenpachixIchigo (my OTP, sorry for those who are sick of it by now) influenced by the summary given to me of the movie Blue Lagoon. No, I have not watched the movie and don't intend to because I fear that my story will follow it too closely if I do so.

The other Bleach story I plan on writing is Genophobia, a StarrkxIchigo about Ichigo being genophobic, or afraid of sex. Of course this is still subject to change, but these are the ones I feel most inspired to write about at the moment.

PS I do plan on writing the PeinNaruto story, but it's going to be a long one shot instead of an actual story.