((SXH: Hello, hello, my rabid readers! (Lol I hate Rita Skeeta!) Welcome to another chapter of Ichi-nii and Bya-kun's story! I know you all have been hounding me for more so here it is! I was actually going to put this in the last chapter, but it got a little long, so I decided to split it up. I am really sorry for the long update but I have recently moved. Good think about that? Less stress on my life. Bad think about that? This place doesn't have a computer that works… So, I've been typing this on my phone and secretly, I cannot stress that enough, used one of my school's computers to move it to my flash drive and post it. It has taken me forever, but here it is. Feel free to tell me what you think! Enjoy!))

Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or its characters. I only own this storyline.

Warning: The lemon that you've all been waiting for!

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Strawberry Mistletoe

Chapter 12: Drunken Actions

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After dinner, Ichigo and Byakuya decided to move to the living room for a couple of drinks and they talked about various things. Somehow or another, the topics changed quickly until they landed on one specific topic that Ichigo wasn't quite sure how to react to. Hell, the whole situation was new to him, and he was sure it was new to Byakuya too. Drinking with a person who they had previously thought to be above such things did kind of make them nervous. The alcohol helped a little with that, but they were still talking about something that Ichigo thought he had no business knowing about.

"Why is it a custom of your clan to put piercing on their spouse?" Ichigo found himself saying. The orange haired man was still a little anxious about asking, but he did anyway. Having two glasses of wine with two shots of vodka in each made him just a little bit more courageous around the intimidating man in front of him.

"To be honest, I don't know how it became a custom of ours. I suppose one of the Clan leaders long ago was a little bit possessive over his partner. But, I was told that it was to bind the two together on a deeper level," Byakuya explained, all formalities dropped. Clearly, Byakuya either didn't drink often or he just couldn't hold his liquor well. Then he laughed quietly to himself. "I suppose a simple wedding ring wasn't enough for him."

Ichigo cocked his head to the side. "You sound like you don't like them," he commented. Ichigo saw the change in the man immediately. He went from proud noble to an adorable embarrassed man in a second. Byakuya turned away, not willing to look Ichigo in the eye.

"That's not the case. I do not object to them, but..." Byakuya trailed, not willing to saw more. Ichigo was now officially intrigued. He decided to try a different approach.

"So, I heard from Uryuu that you had your ears pierced. Did... Hisana want you to have them?" Ichigo questioned. He felt awkward about saying Hisana's name. No. Not just awkward. He felt terrible about it. It was like her name was forbidden and he just broke a sacred law. But, Byakuya seemed to soften at the mention of her.

"Actually, no. However, customs demand that each spouse must chose at lease on piercing for the other. No matter how many or how few they were, they symbolize the bond that had been made. Each piercing is considered sacred. No one in the family judges on the amount. They have respect for it either way," Byakuya answered. "Hisana didn't want to cause me any trouble, so she chose something simple and easy to handle." Byakuya finally finished his vodka-wine mix and Ichigo went about refilling it. When he did, Byakuya downed half of it. Now, the orangette could see a permanent blush on the noble's face, indicating that he was either tipsy or drunk. Ichigo really couldn't tell with this man...

"So," Ichigo began. "You also chose a piercing for her?" Ichigo hoped he wasn't being to forward with it, but he was very curious about this. His anxiousness swelled in his chest and he felt butterflies fluttering in his stomach as he waited for an answer.

"Naturally," Byakuya answered, leaning back into the couch cushions. "Hisana was so sweet and kind. I chose something simple. I, also, had her ears pierced. I didn't want to impose on her more than that..." This was it. Ichigo raised an eyebrow.

"Impose?" the soul reaper asked. "What do you mean?" Byakuya raised his head and looked Ichigo in the eye. Crap... Ichigo thought. Byakuya merely smiled and took up his glass.

"I don't think I'm quite drunk enough to answer that," the nobleman teased. "It'll take a lot more wine to get me to talk." Ichigo didn't miss the slur in his words and he smiled, shaking his head.

"Can't blame me for trying, can you?"

Byakuya shrugged. "No. Renji tried to find out at one point too. He ended up getting even more shit faced than me." Ichigo couldn't help the drunken giggle that bubbled up in him. Byakuya's own chuckle followed and soon they were both a giggly drunken pair rolling around on the couch. When Ichigo's laughter finally died, he realized how late it was. Shit... I have work tomorrow, too...

Ichigo stood up, shakily a first, but he gained his balance. He helped Byakuya up as well, saying, "Come on, Byakuya. It's late. Need to go to bed now..." Ichigo said.

"Late?" Byakuya asked and looked at the clock. He stared at it for a few minutes.

"You okay?" Ichigo wondered after a little bit.

"I can't see shit," Byakuya said bluntly. Ichigo had to stifle his giggles this time. Even though Byakuya's drunken cursing was funny as hell, it wasn't good that Byakuya couldn't even see the clock.

"Just take my word for it. Now, come on, shaky legs. Let's get to bed before we hurt ourselves," Ichigo insisted, obviously the more sober of the two. Byakuya paused and pushed Ichigo away.

"No. You clean up first," he said. "I'll go on ahead..." Ichigo, surprised by Byakuya's lack of goofiness, just gazed at him for a moment. But, not wanting to question it, Ichigo shrugged.

"Okay. Be careful going up the stairs though," Ichigo said as he turned to put away the bottles. Byakuya took his glass and downed it before Ichigo could get it and nodded.

"I'll be fine," he said. With that, Byakuya went up the stairs, a little wobbly at first, but made it to the top with exceptional grace.

Ichigo didn't spare it a second thought as he went about putting everything up and getting two glasses of water for the night.

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When Ichigo arrived upstairs, he held two glasses on water in his hands. He didn't have to worry about the door because Byakuya had left it cracked open. Though, he was a little worried that Byakuya had fallen down and hurt himself in his drunken state. He did hear some commotion a little while before.

"Byakuya, are you alright? I heard a bit of commotion earlier," Ichigo asked as he enter. He didn't see the other immediately. Then a slightly voice came from the closet.

"I'm fine..." came the soft reply.

"That's good," Ichigo said as he turned to set their water down on the nightstand. "I have some water here, if you need it. Also, it's supposed to be cold tonight. If you need another blanket, just tell me." Ichigo heard the soft sound of his closet opening.

"You know, it is a bit cold..." he heard Byakuya say. Ichigo nodded.

"Okay. Then I'll go... get another..." Ichigo's words trialed when he turned and saw Byakuya. Byakuya was wearing Ichigo's pajamas and they fit so loosely on his small frame that they were practically falling off. The soul reaper could see Byakuya's shoulder as the top tried to fall off it. He didn't dare let his gaze fall down to the bottoms for fear of what he might do at what he might see. Yet, Ichigo couldn't help but gape at the sight.

Byakuya wore a cute blush on his face and he looked down. "You don't see to get another blanket. I was... hoping we could sleep together tonight..." Ichigo's face turned crimson. HIs mind was trying to process what to do. Was Byakuya finally making an advance on him? Did he finally decided to stop the tip-toeing around bullshit? Ichigo was. He was frustrated by it. They had been flirting and tip-toeing around each other all night. Ichigo was definitely tired of it.

Ichigo walked over to Byakuya without a word and promptly plucked the Kuchiki noble out of the closet and took him over to the bed. Ichigo then turned away to change into a pair of pajama pants (just in case Byakuya was teasing him tonight) and went back to the bed. He pulled Byakuya close to him under the covers and held him close. Byakuya's head fit naturally into the crook of his neck even when they were like this. Ichigo looked down at the beautiful man next to him. The only thought that went through his mind was: Kami, when did I fall in love with this wonderful man...

"Is this what you had in mind, Bya?" Ichigo teased, loving how the other's blush deepened. Byakuya shook his head. Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Then what did you want Byakuya?" The noble didn't say anything, he merely pointed toward the ceiling. Confused, Ichigo followed Byakuya's finger to its destination.

He was met with the sight a mistletoe. He was confused at first, but it slowly clicked. Blessed mistletoe! But, what is it doing above my bed? Did he...? Ichigo looked down at Byakuya again and smiled. "It seems you caught me under the mistletoe, Bya. You have to kiss me now," Ichigo smiled, sending a small chill through the Kuchiki leader.

"Yes, I do," Byakuya agreed. He leaned up just enough to where he could touch Ichigo's lips, but he hesitated. Instead, he leaned down again and kissed Ichigo's neck. Ichigo growled at the feeling of those sweet, soft lips on him.

"Hey-" Ichigo tried but Byakuya lifted his head to look into Ichigo's soft brown eyes.

"I don't remember there being a rule on where I had to kiss you," Byakuya said. "But if you want to..." Byakuya went on as he leaned closer and closer to Ichigo's face. Their lips merely inches away. "You'll have to take it from me." Ichigo's eyes filled with confusion and then quick recognition. He flipped them both over not taking his eyes off Byakuya's obsidian ones.

"If that's the case, I will," Ichigo replied, placing only part of his body weight on Byakuya's. He placed the rest of his weight on his elbows, which were located on either side of Byakuya's head. Ichigo leaned in and captured those sweet lips. He felt the electricity instantly. He didn't get to relish Byakuya's lips like this the first time they had kissed. They were so sweet and soft, but slightly roughened. They were even better than before.

Ichigo held himself back from pressing further than that. He wanted to savor the feeling, but not push the other away by going too far. He felt Byakuya's hands reach up and grasp his shirt. He felt a slight tug and he ended the kiss. He looked down at Byakuya, adoring the cute flushed look he had and lightly ruffled hair. I wonder how messy it can get... Ichigo wondered and didn't even bother to chastise himself for it.

Byakuya eyes though were beautiful. They were full of desire, lust, and something Ichigo couldn't care to place at the moment. He felt Byakuya's arms wrap around his neck and pull him down. "Don't stop..." Byakuya whispered and brought his lips to Ichigo's for the very first time. Ichigo quickly responded and even licked Byakuya's lips, asking permission to deepen it. Byakuya allowed him in without hesitation. Ichigo connected their lips more firmly and nearly melted.

Byakuya's mouth was like heaven. The unmistakable taste of the lingering tart wine and spice was just a couple of things he loved about it. Another thing he loved was the fact that Byakuya somehow know just where to suck and caress in Ichigo's mouth that had him melting and losing his control bit by bit. However, Byakuya was becoming very impatient at this point. He raised his knee and pressed it into Ichigo's crotch. He rubbed his knee against Ichigo's erection slow and enticingly, drawing a moan from the man. Then he let his knee fall back and broke the kiss, breathless. Ichigo pulled back and gave a small glare, which had no heat behind it.

"Tease," Ichigo accused. "Maybe I should teach you a lesson..." Byakuya shivered, though he had no idea why. "But, you know, since we are both so drunk, I won't do all that to you today. I'll punish you some other time. Right now, I just want you." Byakuya whined at his words and pressed his crotch against Ichigo's. They both groaned at the contact. Ichigo then decided that the clothes need to go.

He pulled away from Byakuya and grasped for his pajama shirt. Without hesitation, Ichigo ripped open the offending piece of clothing. Byakuya watched as the buttons went flying in every direction. Neither of them could care less though. Ichigo could always ask Ishida to sow it later, when the four-eyed man stopped attacking his own boyfriend with drunken kisses. Am I really one to judge that right now? I'm doing the very same thing, right?

Ichigo didn't think about it anymore. He was now staring down at a span of beautifully pale skin. He couldn't resist running his hand over the smooth expanse. When he touched it, he was not too surprised to feel the strong muscles underneath. So strong… This man had to be to handle so much pain. A feeling of protectiveness passed over him and he growled. Ichigo wanted nothing more than to make this man happy. To make this man forget about his pain…

He leaned in close and kissed and licked at the other's chest. The noble let out a small, content sigh as the heat spread across his chest. Everywhere Ichigo touched, it left a burning trail of fire. He pressed himself closer bringing his hands up to rest on Ichigo's head. He ran them through the orange locks, feeling the silkiness of them. He buried his hands into the soul reaper's hair, just loving the feel of it wrapped around his fingers. Oh, yes… he would have to do that when he took control. But, today he was more than content with just taking it. Seeing the other below will definitely be a pleasure he will savor next time.

Ichigo moaned at the feeling of hands running though his hair. It expelled the nervousness he had about taking Byakuya. He leaned up and kissed his way to the noble's neck. He treated it with many marks and love bites. Byakuya seemed to love the attention. He whined a bit and his grip tightened in the orangette's hair. Ichigo let out a long groan and continued the attention. Byakuya tilted his head to give Ichigo better access and let out a low moan of his own. Ichigo kissed his way to the junction of the nobleman's neck and bit it. Byakuya let out a sweet mewl, one that made Ichigo's cock twitch.

Ichigo pulled back to admire his work, watching Byakuya's hands fall away. But, he shivered as they grazed down his own chest and hips, before falling to the raven-haired man's sides. Byakuya's lips were only slightly red (he could fix that), his hair was slightly ruffled, his cheeks flushed in pleasure, and many hickies and bruises littering his chest and neck. But Ichigo's favorite was the bright red bite mark on the other's neck. When he looked at it, only one thing could come to his mind. Mine…

Byakuya's blush deepened when he saw Ichigo staring. It was more than embarrassing as well as frustrating. For several minutes, Ichigo just stared at him. Just stared… Byakuya groaned, trying to get the other's attention, but it did nothing. He tried to whine and yet he still did nothing. Byakuya narrowed his eyes at the other. This idiot was leaving him there with nothing. That asshole…

Through Ichigo's admiring, he did not notice the other's attempts to get his attention. Unfortunately for Ichigo, he was too far gone in his thoughts to notice his lover's irritation. One second he was admiring his lover below him, the next he found himself on his back with a rather angry and still aroused lover above him, straddling his hips. Before he could get a single word out, Byakuya ground their hips together roughly. Ichigo's head fell back as he groaned loudly. Bastard… Ichigo thought, not realizing that the noble was thinking the same thing.

"Fucking tease," Ichigo accused yet again. He got a harsh glare in return.

"You're one to talk…" Byakuya shoot back, working out of his pajama pants quickly. His hormone addled brain didn't bother to think about the torn up night shirt that now fell loosely on his shoulders.

Seeing all the new skin he could explore, Ichigo groaned. When Byakuya placed himself back on Ichigo, the soul reaper's hands went straight to his hips. He massaged them gently and took in everything that Byakuya had exposed. He could clearly see the other's leaking member, everything from the dark curls that it sat in to the red needy color of it. "Right now, the only talking I want to hear is your begs and moans for me, Byakuya," Ichigo commented. He could feel Byakuya shiver at his comment. Ichigo's hands wandered up and down Byakuya's chest. When one passed one of Byakuya's nipples, it rubbed and occasionally pinched it. Ichigo was rewarded with needy moans and mewls and the other grinding his hips down onto him.

Byakuya was also running his hands over Ichigo's chest. He spread his fingers over the other's chest, feeling the hard muscles and the traces of scares. He ran his fingers over the scars, tracing them, remembering each one he gave the strawberry. He felt only a little guilt before it was drown out by sudden pleasure. He didn't have to look down to know that Ichigo's rough hand had found his member and was now stroking it slowly. Sweet pleasure ran up his spine, making it weak. Byakuya fell forward on Ichigo's chest, his face nuzzled into the orangette's neck.

Ichigo smiled at the noble's reaction. He continued to lightly stroke the other's member, collecting the precum on his fingers. Once he thought they were slick enough, he removed his hand and trailed it to Byakuya's most sacred hole. He felt more than heard the other gasp when he ran his finger over the hole lightly, never breaching it. He knew that his patience comforted Byakuya and he could feel the other relax quickly. The alcohol must be helping that too. Ichigo thought.

As soon as he felt that ring of muscle loosen, he pushed his finger in. Ichigo was very surprised when he found out he was able to push in one finger with no problem at all. He felt Byakuya moan against him and loosen even more, making his own cheeks heat. Several naughty thoughts of Byakuya crossed his mind and he couldn't possibly help himself.

"Bya?" Ichigo began. He received a small moan in return. Smiling mischievously, Ichigo whispered seductively, "You're pretty loose here. Did you by any chance… practice naughty things on yourself?" Ichigo's smile only widened when he felt an intense heat appear on his neck. He wished he could see the other's face right now. That blush must be really cute. But, he knew better. He could feel the other tighten around his finger, so he decided to keep his mouth shut.

Ichigo slowly thrust his finger in and out of the, normally, stoic man. The other loosened up at an almost agonizingly slow pace, but it didn't matter. Ichigo was just enjoying the feeling on Byakuya's smooth insides gripping him. When he felt the muscles loosen again, he began to add the second finger.

Byakuya tensed a little at the first finger but soon let the familiar sensation consume him. He let the burning sensation fill him and he loved it. The feeling of someone's fingers in him, stretching him, moving inside him, was almost overwhelming. The only complaint he had was that they were so fucking gentle. Ichigo was treating him like he was glass! Well, he was determined to change that. Finding what little strength he had in his hips, he pushed down on Ichigo's scissoring fingers, pushing them deep inside himself. Byakuya gasped and did it again, but Ichigo grabbed his hips with his other hand, stopping that movement. He whined and nipped at Ichigo's neck in frustration.

"Ow." Ichigo said softly. "Sorry, Bya, but if you keep that up I don't think I could hold back, even if you bleed…" Byakuya raised his head for the first time that night and looked at Ichigo with lust filled eyes.

"I don't care… I need it rough. I need it fast. I need you to do it to me. Please," Byakuya whimpered. Ichigo's eyes darkened with lust. Their once light brown became a dark chocolate color.

"You are playing a very dangerous game, Bya," Ichigo rasped, suddenly out of breath. "I have to properly prepare you or you could get seriously hurt." He noted how Byakuya's eyes narrowed slightly before l leaned back up, still straddling the other, and looked down on him.

"I'm sure whatever damage I receive will be insignificant compared to other injuries you have inflicted upon me since I've known you," Byakuya said. "When I say that I need it Ichigo, I mean it. That means that I am at the point where I couldn't give a fuck whether someone is fucking me or otherwise. You are denying me that and that is making my patience run thinner than it has ever been. In other words, if you don't fuck me right now, you are going to find your face buried in the pillows as I fuck you into the mattress." Ichigo shivered at the very idea. He admitted that he had imagined doing that to Byakuya, but the reverse was so much more arousing. Next time. Definitely next time. Ichigo thought before he removed his fingers roughly, eliciting a gasp out of the one above him. He pushed his pajama pants down just enough to free his erection, which he then ground into Byakuya's ass.

Both of them moaned with need and unbridled lust. Byakuya batted Ichigo's hand away and grasped the soul reaper's erection and guided it to his hole. He looked Ichigo in his deep brown eyes as he slowly sunk down onto the hard rod. They both gasped at the intrusion. Ichigo grasped the noble's hips in a vice like grip, briefly realizing that there would be bruises there in the morning. The raven haired male kept gasping. He was feeling only what he knew to be heaven. Byakuya felt the pressure on his hips but didn't care. He loved the feeling; he believed that it was grounding him. It was his anchor to keep him on earth. Ichigo was such a perfect fit that Byakuya felt no pain, only scorching pleasure and need that burned away all the oxygen in his body. He sat on Ichigo's cock, gasping for breath. It just seemed to touch everywhere inside of him. It rubbed against every sensitive place inside without mercy. Oh, how Byakuya needed it. And he needed it now.

Ichigo gritted his teeth to keep himself from falling. He was so close to the edge that it was maddening. But, he needed to keep from letting go; he still had his lover to think about. Ichigo looked down to the spot where they were connected. Byakuya had taken him all the way to the base. He watched Byakuya clench around him, causing him to hiss in pleasure. Gods, he was tight. He was so tight and perfect. The heat coming off on him was sweltering and he reveled in it. Ichigo had to calm himself. If he kept thinking about that, he was going to come quicker.

All thought left him when Byakuya began to rock his hips. Ichigo moaned and his grip tightened. The rocking was such sweet relief to his aching cock, but he still needed to ground himself before he could move. He was still in danger of letting go. Byakuya moaned as his grip tightened. He placed his hands on the orangette's chest. Using the leverage against Ichigo's strong grip he rolled his hips and rocked back and forth roughly, eliciting deep throaty moans from the man below him.

"Bya…kuya…" Ichigo rasped. Byakuya didn't listen. He continued to rock on Ichigo's hard prick, loving what little friction he got. He growled in frustration when Ichigo's cock only lightly brushed his most sensitive spot. Ever so lightly and persistently it kept brushing past it, sending such small and sweet licks of fire up him. It was maddening.

"Please… Ichi…" Byakuya whispered. "I need…" Ichigo lifted his gaze to meet the other's. The beautiful orbs were almost pitch black and his pupils dilated.

"What do you need Byakuya?" Ichigo asked. He was not teasing anymore. He needed it just as bad, but he needed to hear Byakuya say it. He needed to know what his love wanted from him. Byakuya looked down at the handsome man beneath him. He loved this and he never wanted it to end. He could stare at this man forever. But, by all the gods, he needed release. Byakuya rocked back and forth on Ichigo's member again, hoping to get his message across. He let out another whine when the grip tightened to the point where he couldn't move his hips. "Say it, Bya. Please."

Byakuya groaned and looked and Ichigo with the most pitiful eyes he could muster. Pride be damned. If he was going to have to say it then fine. The alcohol helped a little but overall it was the frustration that won over. "More!" Bykuya begged. "Please! I need more. I don't care how you do it. You could flip me over and pin me down. I don't care! I just need it hard and fast. So, please… Give me more, Ichigo." Something in Ichigo snapped. He didn't say a single word to Byakuya as his grip loosened only a small fraction.

Byakuya looked at him with no small amount of confusion as he was raised up by his hips and slammed back down. Byakuya gave a choked cry and repeated the action, himself this time. This was exactly what he needed. He needed it just like this. He bounced up and down on Ichigo's cock, riding him. He could feel it pump in and out of him and he couldn't have been happier. The small little flames grew in intensity and they racked his body. He shivered in pleasure that he had never known could be given to him.

Ichigo leaned up, pulling Bykuya's hands around his neck as he changed the position only a little. Byakuya complied happily and clung to his new lover as he continued to seek out his pleasure. Ichigo removed his hands from the other's hips, sliding them down to the other's ass. Gripping the other's ass, he helped Byakuya lift himself up only to slam down on his cock. Byakuya nearly screamed when he felt the change. Ichigo's cock now slammed right against his prostate, making his vision turn white. Byakuya's chin fell on Ichigo's shoulder as he fell weak against the other.

It didn't deter the other's movements as he continued to lift the raven haired man and slam him down on to his cock. The pace was rough and slow. Ichigo was determined to take his time with his lover. He was determined to give Byakuya the most pleasure for his first time. They kept this slow pace for a long time. In and out… In and out… Ichigo felt the heat building and coiling in his abdomen. Knowing that this had to have been Byakuya's first time with a man, he felt obligated to make Byakuya come first. He released Byakuya's ass and wrapped his arm around Byakuya's waist. The other came between them, gently wrapping around his member, drawing a loud moan from the other.

Ichigo laid small kisses on Byakuya's shoulder, trying to get the other to ride him again. It worked only a little. He stroked Byakuya's hard prick at the same pace the raven haired man went. Hoping that he would get a different reaction, Ichigo nipped at Byakuya's ear. Byakuya's reaction was just what he hoped for. The noble's back arched and went taunt like a bow, his mouth falling open and gasping for air, and hips bucking. Ichigo smiled and sucked at the tip. It gained him a much tamer but just as needy response. Byakuya began to bounce and ride on Ichigo's cock again. Ichigo helped him as much as he could with one arm but mainly focused his attention on pumping the other's erection while sucking at the other's neck.

Ichigo felt Byakuya cling to his harder and rake those perfect nails across his back. Ichigo noticed the sign and thrust his hips up, burying himself as deep as he could. Biting down on Byakuya's shoulder so hard that it broke the skin, Ichigo came deep inside his lover. Byakuya let out a loud scream as his orgasm hit him hard. His nails dug into the strawberry's back, also drawing blood, as his seed coated their stomachs. The two continued to rock back and forth together as they rode out their orgasms.

When they came down from their high, they released their grips on the other and fell back onto the bed. Ichigo was still inside Byakuya as they fell, but noticing the other's slight discomfort, he pulled out as gently as he could. There were no words needed after that. They turned their heads to look at each other before leaning closer and sharing a brief kiss. It was a kiss full of love and passion that made both of them melt into it. They kissed until the need for air became too great. Byakuya laid his head on Ichigo's chest. One arm snaked over Ichigo's chest while both of the orangette's made their way around the raven after drawing the cover over them both. Not bothering to clean the mess up between them, they both fell asleep just like that.

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SXH: Well, there you have it! There is that smutty chapter I owed you all. It took me a while, but I finally got it done. And boy do I have to tell you it was hard getting it done. These smutty stories take forever to update because I don't have a computer at home and I have to spend most of my time trying to finish off my last year in highschool. Yay! 5 weeks away! Also, I want you all to know that I may be getting a new computer soon, maybe next month. I don't know. Still 'if'y there. But, I love you guys and I am so happy that you all have been patient with me. Thatnk you so much and I will see you in the next chapter.

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