ＤＯＮＴ ＬＥＴ ＧＯ (Byakuya Kuchiki/Ichigo Kurosaki)

ＤＯＮＴ ＬＥＴ ＧＯ (Byakuya Kuchiki/Ichigo Kurosaki)- 12

Teaching Byakuya to swim was easy compared to the daunting task Ichigo must now endure. Byakuya learned to swim, and even learned a few dives; now Ichigo must make good on his promise. Stepping inside the humid bathroom, he hears the sound of water filling the large bathtub. Ichigo rakes a hand through his bright orange hair before shedding his clothes on the floor. Then grabs a large blue bathe towel and wraps it around his slender waist. Almost kicking himself for thinking of the idea in the first place, his orange hair peeks around the corner of the bathroom.

Ichigo's brown eyes lock on Byakuya sitting in the bubble filled water with his back to him. He swallows hard without moving his gaze, suddenly reminded why he had trouble thinking around the noble. Byakuya's long hair rests on his back, as drops of water drip down from his dark thick locks. His shoulders and back are so straight, so seductively smooth looking, leaving little doubt in Ichigo's mind that Byakuya's body was designed to torture him.

"Ichigo...How long are you going to stare at my back?"

"I-I was just getting ready to join you!" Ichigo snaps before walking to the edge of the large porcelain tub. "Why does Urahara have a huge bath tub like this?"

"I'd rather not know." Byakuya moves his head to look over his right shoulder and raises an eyebrow at Ichigo, who had a terrified look on his face. His hands clutching the blue towel wrapped around his waist with a white-knuckled grip.

Byakuya fights the urge to smile at the surprising shyness Ichigo possesses. "Ichigo, if you don't-"

"I said I would!" Ichigo yells, his face turns blood red as he shuts his eyes tight, then steps into the water with the towel vanishing under the water still around his waist. Lowering himself down into the water up to his chest, Ichigo furrows his eyebrows together.

"I was trying to ask you to bring me that bottle of shampoo." Byakuya points the blue bottle on the counter.

"Oh..." Ichigo stands, lifting his leg up the exit the tub, when the water soaked towel falls down. "Damn it!" Ichigo quickly sinks back into the bubbles, letting the water cover him up to his chin. Ichigo hears Byakuya sigh then watches in shock as Byakuya stands up out of the bubble bath to get the shampoo bottle.

It was at that specific moment that Ichigo decides bubble baths were invented by a brilliant person... Eons ago, whenever, wherever, the genius inventor must have had a prophetic dream of this moment; when Byakuya would rise up from the water to fetch a bottle of shampoo, allowing the soap bubbles to slide down to his body, the beautiful prophetic dream undoubtedly inspired the man to create a soapy concoction to further torture and humiliate a guy like Ichigo. With his mouth almost touching the surface of the water, Ichigo blows at the bubbles gathering around his face. His smoldering brown eyes watch Byakuya turn around, and head back to the tub. Just as he turns, the little yellow ducky floats past Ichigo's vision, obstructing his view of Byakuya. Cursing the inventor of such a pointless object, Ichigo picks up the ducky and throws it. The ducky bounces off the wall and returns like a boomerang, hitting Ichigo on the side his head with a squeak.

"What the-!" Ichigo stands up, grabbing the ducky and starts squeezing it. "Die ducky!"

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

"Ichigo... what are you doing?" Byakuya sits down in the water, watching Ichigo try to strangle the bath toy.

"The guy who invented this so arrogant!"

Squeak! Squeak!

"A woman invented the bath ducky, but I don't think her intentions were malicious." Byakuya replies, fighting the urge to laugh his butt off. Instead, his blue eyes look over to Ichigo standing up in the tub completely naked, and oblivious, as the soap bubbles run down his toned legs. Byakuya's eyebrow arches as his eyes follow up his soapy legs to his groin. "Ichigo..." Byakuya grabs Ichigo by the wrist and drags him with the ducky in Ichigo's hand, between his legs.

Their faces now inches apart, Ichigo's eyes grow wide in shock when Byakuya leans toward him, parting his lips. Ichigo panics and thrusts the rubber ducky up in front of Byakuya's lips.

Squeak!

"Ichigo... are trying to persuade me to fall in love with you or the duck?" Byakuya whispers, tugging him around so Ichigo's back can rest on his chest.

"I am not trying for either!" Ichigo's arms flail as he tries to pull away from Byakuya's strong grip around his chest.

"Are you sure?" Byakuya leans his head down and lightly kisses Ichigo's neck.

"B-Bas-Ah!" Ichigo sighs, feeling Byakuya's mouth on his neck lighting a fire in his chest.

"You don't sound convincing." Byakuya replies, running his tongue up Ichigo's neck then flicking his earlobe.

"H-How do I convince you?" Ichigo shuts his eyes, trying to ignore the tingling sensation running up his spine.

"Hmm, I wonder." Byakuya moves his right hand slowly down Ichigo's chest, stopping just above his bellybutton.

"Oi! How is touching me persuading you?" Ichigo squirms around as Byakuya's hand slips further down.

"You can tell me if, this," Byakuya's hand brushes against Ichigo's manhood, causing Ichigo to freeze in place, "feels good." Ichigo immediately grinds his teeth, trying to suppress a moan from escaping his lips as he grows hard. "Does my hand feel good, Ichigo?" Byakuya's hand returns and lightly curls his fingers around Ichigo's erection, tugging up on it.

"Ah!" Ichigo arches his neck, leaning his head on Byakuya's shoulder as heat rushes to his groin. The pressure and heat of Byakuya's soft fingers stroking him up and down is sending a torrent of pleasure through Ichigo's body. Ichigo's chest begins to heave up and down as the hand speeds up, then suddenly stills as Byakuya nibbles on the exposed flesh of his neck.

"Answer." Byakuya slides his hand up to the tip and presses down on the tiny opening.

"Yes...I mean, no!" Ichigo replies, jumbling his words as he begins to shake under Byakuya's hands.

"That's too bad." Byakuya whispers in Ichigo's ear then releases and steps out of the tub to dry himself. Abandoning the bottle of shampoo, and the bright yellow ducky to float around on the water's surface. "Ichigo the water is getting cold." Ichigo blinks several times and watches Byakuya pull a blue towel over his body, drying off.

"Oh...Yeah."