Prove It.

While Renji's training, Ichigo gets into a pouty mood. Is he a wimp for that or just a plain man? (YAOI)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ichigo runs his fingers through his orange spikes, sighing an annoyed sigh. He watches Renji by himself, seeing the beads of sweat run through his fiery hair. His frown was frustrated, seeing his muscles contract with his sword. He could see his bare chest, wanting to kiss every single inked skin all around him. His fingers ached for his wet body, but he stays back and just watches what he needs.

Renji's eyes glances up his love, seeing his typical frown. He smirks, knowing that his own body is making him very frustrated. Renji knew what he could do to the poor teen, torturing him with his words and kill him with his touch.

 

But, he thinks he should suffer for a little while. Renji likes it rough.

 

After a few hours of training, he stops and contracts his weapon back. Looking back up, Renji could see Ichigo got angry and left. Renji smirks to himself, knowing he's about to get what he wants. Wiping the sweat that drenched him, he walks up to his room. Ichigo sat on his futon, watching the scene outside. He completely ignored Renji's presence, making him even more satisfied.

 

"Ichigo." He calls out. He keeps on ignoring him, making him laugh.

"Who are laughing at, cocky b*****d?" Ichigo spat, glaring at him.

"Oh you p***y. You're just frustrated at me. Y'know you want to say it." Renji says, sitting in between his legs. Ichigo gulps, trying not to show any emotion. He unties Renji's hair, letting down the blood red river of hair. Sweat drenched his hair, making it seem very much like the color of blood.

Ichigo grabs Renji's rough wrists, feeling his nimble and graceful twist around his wrist. Renji leans in, still smirking. Ichigo tries and ignore how much he wants him and just stare into his small brown orbs. His golden brown orbs shrink as his feels his breathing on his lips.

 

"Admit it. You want me now and you're just being a f*****g p***y about it."

"I'm not a f*****g p***y."

"If you're not prove it." Renji retorts in a cocky tone.

"All right." Ichigo shrugs, leaning in closer. His lips placing onto his, twisting his hair with his free hand. Renji smirks as he grabs his hips, pushing himself even more closer. Ichigo tries to hold in his moan and just lets it rumble in his throat. Renji's hands go through his black robe, feeling his chest first. The heat that brought off both of them so close together made them sweat double. Renji's lips leads down to his chest and then to his hips, making Ichigo's head throw back abruptly.

 

"Prove that you're not a p***y." Renji huskily whispers in his ear, rising up again. Ichigo pushes him down, feeling down his chest.

"I'll always make you think twice."

Author's Note

A very short yaoi! I had to do it quickly anyways! Comment please!

Reviews

[SekkoDollFace]

LMAO, that's mah cuz, always giving the goods.


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[Adora.xo]

Ah! I love yaoi! This was sooo hawt! Epic job love!

~Adora