ＤＯＮＴ ＬＥＴ ＧＯ (Byakuya Kuchiki/Ichigo Kurosaki)

ＤＯＮＴ ＬＥＴ ＧＯ (Byakuya Kuchiki/Ichigo Kurosaki)- 16

"Byakuya..." Ichigo's chest heaves up and down, his red face turning away from the dark haired noble in embarrassment. "Can we stop here for today?"

"Absurd question." Byakuya replies as perspiration slides slowly down his back. "I refuse."

"Please?"

"I will not repeat myself."

"You know, I heard doing this too often is unhealthy!" Ichigo tries to escape, but Byakuya's hand reaches out and yanks him back.

"Are you surrendering to me...Ichigo?"

"No!" Ichigo feels dizzy and falls over on his face with his butt up in the air. Byakuya's eyebrow arches as a thin grin stretches across his face. He leans over Ichigo's back near his ear and whispers, "Say it, Ichigo, I...am...defeated."

"Never!"

"Say it." Byakuya's hand slips under Ichigo's shirt, his fingertips sliding on the sweat running down his back. "You are so cute." He lightly kisses Ichigo's ear.

"Oi! Stop that, we are in the park, and I am not cute!" Ichigo's flushed face turns redder as he squirms away from Byakuya's wondering hands, to sit on the grassy hill. "How  can you jog so freaking long!?" Ichigo's eyebrows furrow as he folds his arms in front of his chest.

"I have excellent stamina, always have." Byakuya looks at Ichigo out of the corner of his eye as he sits down next to him.

"You are so humble." Ichigo steals a glance at Byakuya, his dark hair swaying with the slight breeze. Leaning back, Ichigo puts his arms behind him, balancing his weight with his hands. His pinky innocently brushes against Byakuya's hand, sending a flurry of emotions over Ichigo. The look on Byakuya's face last night when they were together flashes in his mind. The sound of his voice was so soft yet deep enough to vibrate in his chest. Ichigo's brown eyes grow wide as he sees Byakuya's shadow lean over him. "What are you doing?"

"Kissing you." Byakuya replies, turning on his side and pulling Ichigo's chin toward him. "No one will see. Just a little.."

"Bu-" Ichigo's words are cut off; Byakuya's soft warm lips slide over his. Ichigo's mouth opens for the tongue flicking at teeth, surrendering to the pleasant sensations of heat and moisture.

The winds drift and change direction, sending the faint fragrance of sakura into his nose. That smell... It's unmistakably Byakuya's flowery aroma with a hint of sweetness.

Ichigo reaches out and threads his fingertips through Byakuya's soft hair and pulls him closer. His powers...they are coming back. With Byakuya's moan in his ears, Ichigo breaks the kiss. How long until...? He grabs Byakuya by the wrist and tugs him up the grassy hill.

"Ichigo?" Byakuya asks as they begin walking faster towards wherever Ichigo was leading.

"There's a place I go when I need to think." Ichigo answers. Seeing the place, he turns the corner and they run up a set of old concrete stairs. At the top Ichigo opens a rusty old door and pulls Byakuya in behind him. As soon as the door slams shut Ichigo crashes his body into Byakuya's, forcing his back against a wall, his hands wrapping in the silky dark hair, tugging gently on its softness. His mouth opens wide, begging for Byakuya's tongue to return and continue where they left off. Ichigo's hands travel down to Byakuya's black T-shirt and yank it out of his pants, as his mouth travels down to his neck.

"Ichigo, what's wrong?" He asks, feeling Ichigo's hands slip underneath his shirt and press his slightly calloused fingers along his ribs. What changed in him overnight?  Byakuya blinks, his mind trying to decipher why Ichigo is acting so aggressive. Not that he minds, but Ichigo is normally shy. "Ichigo, you are shaking."

"It's nothing." he mumbles into Byakuya's neck as his palms glide up Byakuya's chest, feeling the contour of strong muscles on velvet skin. "Will you stay here with me tonight? Please?"

"Alright."