Moving Day........Meet the crew

Ichigo looked at Ingo who didn't seem upset that he didn't last, rather told him he was.....and blushed a bit brighter before going wide eyed and heard the question asked. Ichigo not ever a man of many words found his mind flat-lined utterly and completely. "Please...." was about the only thing that came to mind as he looked at the hungry cunning fox.

Ichigo to say the least was young inexperienced and had no idea how to keep his head in a situation like this. His body was still racked with need and that release had not taken it all from him only seemed to stir up a natural instinctual knowledge that there was more to come. Ichigo found his his golden brown eyes slowly moving from Ingo's own eyes to travel slowly down along the Kitsune's frame as if to strip with his eyes and mind the clothing from him and that had a response to things below as it danced and twitched as if reminding Ichigo that his body would be more then happy to bear 'fruit' once again.....if he let his mind stray over what the fox had hidden still beneath his clothes.

Slowly Ichigo's fingers untangled from Ingo's hair who had not made him dislodge them to slide down running just his fingertips along the side of Ingo's face down along his torso and lower as if to follow the path that moment's before his eyes hand taken.

Ingo chuckled lowly as he let those naughty little fingers trail down his body and shivered when they found places that were certainly not so innocent. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves shall we?" he said lowly as he stepped back and out of Ichigo's reach as he began to strip his black, sleeveless shirt off. Not once did he take his eyes off of Ichigo.

Then, just to tease the already flustered vampire, he ran his hands down his muscular, toned torso and on down to his pants line where he played with his pants a little before he finally brought his hands to the button and unbuttoned them and then unzipped them before finally letting them fall to the floor, revealing that he, contrary to popular belief, wasn't wearing any underwear.

It was amazing really. The fact that Ingo could wear such 'hip hugging', 'form fitting' clothes and still be able to take them off and put them on with such grace and ease...it both amused and amazed many who knew him.

Ichigo watched him fascinated by every little movement the fox was making watching him each play of fingers against skin the movement of muscles as clothes were taken off and stared at him. Ichigo's own eyes becoming bed room hungry and lusty. Desire building in them as the fox seemed to enjoy the slow strip tease.

Ichigo watched those pants fall gracefully to the floor and that was all it took to get him to full salute all over again he moaned and leaned back against the door behind himself his hand moving to slide slowly against his own skin as his body was quickly heating up all over again. He swore the fox enjoyed teasing and tormenting him to no end. "Ingo.....please..." Ichigo breathed but please what? What came next?

Ingo chuckled and licked his lips again, a quickly developing habit it would seem. "Please? You don't even know how this works and you're begging...how entertaining..." he mused lowly as he moved, vanishing to reappear in front of Ichigo, pushing him back against the door. Perhaps he was a bit rough, but he was a fox after all...

"I'm going to show you a ride you've never seen before...and once you ride it once...you'll want to keep riding it for the rest of your life..." he told Ichigo lowly as he leaned his bod in close to Ichigo's, pressing up against the lovely vampire.

Ichigo gasped as he was pressed against the door behind him feeling Ingo's body pressed up against his. He couldn't help it he squirmed a bit against the door causing a slight friction between them but he was soo hot at the moment, tipping his head back as his lips with a 'feverish' heat found Ingo's cooler skin which felt like bliss to him.

The heat of his body felt scorching to him and then the 'ride' comment and he groaned lowly as his hands moved to lay against cool skin his arms over the taller kitsune's shoulders. "Uhnn..." was about the only intelligent thing that came to his mind and it wasn't all that intelligent at all.

Ichigo's arms moved to slide beneath Ingo's own and around his torso to hug him wanting needing to feel as much of the fox's cooler frame pressed against his heated one as possible. His lips still tracing light kisses along Ingo's shoulder....as if a still silent plea for more....

Ingo chuckled lowly, but shivered when he felt the kisses on his shoulder. "You have no idea just exactly what it is you're doing to yourself dear little Ichigo...but I will happily give you what you're craving..." he said lowly, his voice full of lust, making the tone of his voice low, sensual and dark.

With that, he let his hands move to slide down Ichigo's back and down, down to the lovely little vampire's butt and squeezed, making certain that he would be pleased with the supple body before him.

And without warning, grabbed Ichigo and pushed him down to his knees. He had never been completely kind to the young vampire, so why would he start making it a point to be now? "If you want a reward, you'll have to work for it...otherwise...you have nothing to be begging for..."

Ichigo gasped when he was shoved down to his knees after his butt was squeezed tight firm gluts that made him lift onto the balls of his feet a moment or two. Ichigo blinked and looked up at him rolling his eyes up as Ingo said he had to 'work' for his reward or had no right to be begging.

Ichigo brought his gaze back down to the Kitsune's need and the man was not small to say the least. He brought his head forwards tentatively running his tongue along the fox before him having never done this before he knew he wasn't anywhere near skilled enough to take the man before him like Ingo had taken him.....and not choke which would ruin everything.

He fought to figure out the way to do this and after a moment slide as much of Ingo into his mouth as he could amazingly enough managing to slowly work his way teasingly slow mind you to the 'hilt', after a moment's pause so very unsure of wither or not he was doing it right he slowly started moving back and forth again getting used to feel of what he was doing as he was doing it. His tongue moving running along him not wanting to use his teeth and risk hurting Ingo in the process as he moved swirling his tongue and using his lips trying to mirror as much as he could what Ingo had done to him even if he was going a bit slower as if to savor the flavor of his lover before him.

Ingo closed his eyes, letting his hand come down to tangle in his, somehow, now timid lover's hair and breathed a low moan as he tensed his fingers in the strawberry blond locks. Oh how he would savor this.

To be teased like that...it almost had him dropping down to his knees. Even if Ichigo didn't realize it, such gentleness was a weakness that Ingo himself had had for centuries. To have a partner be so very gentle with him...it was like kyrptonite for him. "Shit...if you were like this all of the time...there's no telling who would have gotten hold of your ass..." he breathed lowly and let out another moan as his legs trembled.

Ichigo rolled his eyes up as he continued to gently take Ingo the slow pace steadily picking up speed but still aching gentle. Ichigo didn't want to hurt him and wasn't sure what Ingo meant by if he was like this all the time? Like what? Unsure of himself? He had no idea just what it was he was doing to Ingo at the moment other then the fox seemed to be wrapped up in pleasure.

Ichigo continued though shrugging and humming a little not realizing although he should have that speaking would be impossible with his mouth full of well Ingo. Ichigo though continued to work him with that same uncanny seemingly uncharacteristic gentleness as if savoring every inch of Ingo that he had taken in his tongue dancing and lapping over his partner. Ichigo wasn't skilled at all in truth he was just going by the sounds of pleasure that Ingo was making and the way his body was responding. Feeling the fingers tensing in his strawberry locks.....ironically enough it wasn't all that unusual for Ichigo.....he really was a gentle and caring man....beneath the brash and harsh exterior.....those who got close to him knew this the best. Hard prickly exterior warm fuzzy and cuddly interior although comment on it and you were likely to be eating your own teeth....although that might not be the case at all with Ingo......

Ingo groaned as his legs continued to quiver. If only he could find the words to explain what he wanted to- no needed to explain to Ichigo. If only...

Moaning lowly, he tightened his grip a little more on the strawberry locks and fought the urge to let his knees buckle under him as he continued to ride the waves of gentle torture that Ichigo was putting him through. "Damn....shit...." he breathed, cursing was the only thing he could think of, and it certainly wasn't the most intelligent thing he had ever said.

Ichigo continued what he was doing hearing the swearing but considering the things he heard exchanged between Neikan and Zero he wasn't all that worried about the swearing figuring it was because of what he was doing and that it was a good thing. He continued picking up a bit more pace as he got more comfortable with what he was doing already taking him up to the hilt but it wasn't quiet feeling right and so shifted.

Ichigo went down lower on his knees his hands coming to rest on Ingo's legs as if to steady him and still using his tongue began taking the fox deeper into his throat working to bring him release he could already taste hints.....of the fox and although Ichi couldn't not explain it if he tried the vampire in him wanted all of the kitsune before him. He knew how sweet and delicous the Fox's blood could be but the vampire side of his nature wanted this too. And yet still he was not rough as he shifted and swallowed Ingo going as deep as he could to the point his nose was pressing flat against the strong contours of Ingo stomach and he was kissing him every time his head came back up along the fox's need. Yet as if Ichi would never be able to bring himself to hurt his lover....he was still so achingly gentle....as if he was trying to gently swallow Ingo up whole....

Ingo took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but to little avail. What Ichigo was doing to him was simply driving him crazy. If he had to deal with this every time he wanted to...he groaned in both pleasure and annoyance at the thought of it.

But after a few more minutes of the 'torment' he doubled over Ichigo and moaned lowly, trying to remember how to speak, and finally remembered and breathed lowly, "Fuck....Going to come...."

It was the only warning he could give before he found release, groaning as he did, letting his knees finally give way after finding release and simply slumped in the floor, letting his head rest on Ichigo's shoulder.

Ichigo had taken in everything in that moment that Ingo had to give and as the release ended and Ingo hit the floor even as Ichi licked his lips clean tasting the essence there he stared at Ingo a bit of worry.....Ingo on his knees next to him head resting on his shoulder and the way he was breathing. "Ingo......" Ichigo breathed worried good grief did he do something wrong? "Are....you.....did I....are you alright?" he asked having never done anything like this before he knew how weak knee'd he'd felt when Ingo did that to him but the way the fox slumped as if all bones were lost in his body Ichi worried he had just hurt the fox who was precious to him.

Ingo moved a little so that he could look up at Ichigo from where his head rested and tried to regain his thought process before he took a deep breath, trying to regain his ability to breathe steadily as well, and answered Ichigo breathlessly, "I'm....fine...just need a minute or two...."

It was amazing. The fact that Ichigo had managed to find his weakness almost instantly....and still be so innocent. "You....actually made me have to...fight to keep standing...." he breathed as he focused on regaining his breath.

Ichigo blinked looking at him as he said that. As he had to fight to keep standing. "Oh.....that's a good thing right....." he said almost dumbly but totally innocent. Mujo had discovered it over the years as a young reaper adopted by him three years ago. Take Ichigo out of familiar elements throw him into something new and he maintained an uncanny innocent almost child-like quality to him in this case. Being this close to Ingo. He had never in his life done anything like this heck he had never even kissed anyone before.

Ichigo looked at him blushing a few shades of red though as the words sank in even with his innocent question before looking away moving his eyes to look off to the side as he continued to let Ingo rest there and almost as if an afterthought although it really wasn't....."You....taste.....sweet...." he said softly and Ingo did to him the fox was sweet all the way around.

Ingo chuckled as he finally was able to sit up and back to look at Ichigo. "It's a very good thing..." he said lowly, his voice still that sensual tone as he stared at his lovely innocent vampire, but was thrown completely off center when he heard Ichigo's words.

Staring at him in shocked silence, he looked away in genuine embarrassment. "Fuck you Ichigo..." he said lowly, but chuckled a little as he looked back at the young, innocent vampire with a sly grin. It was exactly what he was going to do.

"Oh I'm going to get you good...." he said lowly, slyly as he grabbed hold of Ichigo's leg and jerked him over to him. "Now comes the real fun..."

With that said, he flipped Ichigo over on his stomach and positioned him, ass in the air and licked his lips before he moved, no longer able to fight off his desires, and began 'eating Ichigo out'.

Ichigo almost mind you almost scowled when he was told 'fuck you' to his you taste sweet comment until the fox looked back at him with this sly grin. That cunning side of him coming out before when the subtle threat of 'I'm going to get you good' pierced the air and then he was on his hands and knees before he could respond. Well his knees and forearms were more like it head with cheek against carpeted floor thank goodness it was soft ass end in the and then Ingo was doing this crazy thing and Ichigo moaned and closed his eyes fingers curling into the carpet beneath him.

Breathing heavy as any ability to think was lost to him. He didn't realize why Ingo was doing that oh sure he knew what was going to happen next the 'bonding' moment as many put it. And he knew perfectly well were Ingo intended to put what. But this was the point he had been nervous about before about the pain he was told came with it but....at the moment Ichigo seemed to go and did go completely lax moaning and hips wiggling a moment his body so very sensitive to touch in a way he never knew. The frightening thing was and Ichi would be scared if it were not Ingo at the moment.....Ichigo's body was highly sensitive to his lover able to be molded and trained into basically accepting whatever the other wanted wither or not Ichi wanted it to be. It was no doubt because of his high adaptive spiritual pressure, but at the moment Ichigo might as well be a living pile of clay to be molded under Ingo's skillful hands of course it helped that Ingo was keeping Ichi on a pleasure high......it kept him not caring how his body was responding to all of this at all. And only wanting more.

After a long while of simply teasing his little lover, he moved away. Taking the time to lick three fingers, wetting them thoroughly, before he told Ichigo lowly in those sensual tones, "Relax and keep still...don't clench your muscles, just feel...if you clench any at all, you'll make things painful and most likely end up hurting yourself..."

It was the only warning he would give, before he inserted the first finger, giving Ichigo enough time to adjust before he began to wiggle it and then moved it in and out and then repeated the process with the other two, the last one being a tight fit. When they were all three inserted, he repeated the process of wiggling them and then moved them in and out, 'stretching' Ichigo out if one may.

Ichigo remained relaxed as if one some instinctive level he trusted Ingo and when the first finger entered he hummed but by the third he moaned and closed his eyes breathing a bit deeper and shifting his hips some at the feelings that were being stirred again in him. "Uhhnnn....Iiinnnggoo..." he breathed on a low moaning whine.

Ichi opened one eye and turned his head slightly to look back at the fox who he swore still had this hungry devouring look to him as if he had yet to get his 'tasty treat' and was soon going to indulge himself in it. Ichi had no idea he had an 'innocent' tightness to him and that not only did his scent tell Ingo that Ingo was truly his first but so too would his body....as it would tell him easily enough any time he strayed too far from Ingo's side after this.

Not that it overly mattered at the moment all that mattered was what Ingo was doing to him and what that was was the very thing he had wanted to do since he laid eyes on him and that was make Ichigo Ansho his.....not that Ichi minded. He didn't mind at all at the moment. "Please...." For as innocent as he was his body knew craved and understood that those wicked fingers weren't it......they were just a tease there was more to come and he was going crazy desiring it.....wanting it.

Ingo chuckled lowly as he happily removed his fingers and replaced it with his need, inserting himself all the way up to the hilt and he closed his eyes and moaned, feeling himself so deep inside of his pretty little strawberry blond lover. "So fucking tight...." he said lowly and opened his eyes to look down at the lovely little vampire beneath him.

"It's...fucking delicious...." he breathed, adding that on there to make it clear that this is what he had been desiring from Ichigo the moment he set eyes on him. Dirty? Perhaps. Horny? He had been. Lustful? Every vampire was. Perverted? He always had been...every guy was.

Ichigo felt the fingers leave him and then Ingo had replaced them with his need and Ichigo let out a gasping moan of pleasure as he rested there on his knees. He looked back at him hearing him comment on Ichigo being tight, and he realized that as his body wrapped around Ingo the way those skin tight pants Ingo seemed to fight him as if they needed to be peeled slowly off or where painted on. Ichigo thankfully wasn't tensing but he did flush and moan somewhere on a pleasure high at the words of 'It's fucking delicious.....'

Ichigo shifted only a little his breathing deep as he remained the way he was vulnerable open innocent and honestly completely ready to be devoured whole by Ingo. "Fuck..." not the most intelligent thing to say at the moment with Ingo joined with him the way he was but honestly....in the whole big slew of things going through his mind at the moment none of them were any warning of just what there current union would end in. Unlike with any other vampire Once Ingo took finished taking Ichigo's innocence and joined there essences together Ichigo would in essence belong to him and him alone and if he wanted to make Ichi miserable he didn't have to share him with anyone.

But None of that even occurred to Ichi at the moment or if it did it didn't matter as all that did matter was the deliciously mind blowing sensation of Ingo just joining with him shattered his ability to think....Ichigo was at the Kitsune's absolute mercy at the moment. There was no fighting back for control or dominance as Ichi whimpered waiting for him to move shifting his hips again as if asking begging to be devoured by the fox in that moment.....

Ingo chuckled lowly and moved, thrusting into his pleading lover. "Careful now..better pay attention to what you say...you may get what you ask for..." he said lowly and chuckled again as he began to move, slow at first.

If he wanted to, he could have Ichigo finding release in a matter of moments, but of course...there would be no fun in that. Simply because he himself wouldn't be satisfied like that. He would take Ichigo as his, make this fiery tempered, ill mannered vampire his for the rest of eternity and never once would he complain about the relationship.

Steadily, he began to move faster until he was moving at a pace that he both liked, and fully enjoyed. Moaning lowly as he set that pace, and closed his eyes as he moved and enjoyed the sensations it sent racing through him.

Ichigo moaned and groaned at the words careful and what they pertained to before Ingo started moving slow at first before setting a faster steadier pace. Ichigo couldn't think anymore just moaning and gasping in pleasure as his body rocked with the movements his own coming back to meet with that of Ingo's movements. Ichi had hit a few 'mini' releases being young but none of them the final one which would not come until Ingo himself was ready.

Ichigo was solely in for a ride....Ingo had told him he'd be in for a ride that he would never want to get off of once he got on. He wasn't even aware of the bonding of the fox's magic occurring between them. Why? Probably because Ingo got to take Ichigo's innocence where Ingo's other lovers in the past were probably experienced. Ichigo moaned and cried in pleasure his eyes closed as it was all he could do to ride out wave after wave of pleasure that started at one central location and rippled up his spine over and over again coiling and building in his stomach.

Ingo moaned lowly, feeling the white hot heat begin to coil up deep in his stomach. Despite this, he continued to move, not once neglecting the pace that he had set for himself. He knew that he was bonding with Ichigo, but Ichigo didn't. If he did, he was certainly not stating so.

Soon though, the process would be complete...and as he thought that, he felt the heat begin to reach it's peak and he breathed lowly, warning Ichigo in that same low, sensual tone, "Fuck...going to come..."

That small warning was all he could give before he was groaning his release and collapsing onto Ichigo once again. His body tired and his breathing labored.

Ichigo felt his release piggy back ridding that of Ingo's his breathing deep as a heavy moan left him finding a release of his own his body shaky as he slowly slumped to the floor with Ingo's weight on him still feeling the Kitsune buried deep inside of him, he just focused on breathing at the moment as he laid there beneath Ingo. Panting trying to catch his breath.

Ichigo was somewhere on cloud nine during a rather euphoric after glow not at all aware that in the middle of that the bonding to the fox was seating itself inside of him making itself a cozy home and making Ichigo his and his alone if he so choose. All Ichi did know at the moment was the euphoria he was floating in. The soft panting moans leaving him as he tried to catch his breath and his body seemed to refuse to want to let go of Ingo at the moment almost in self defense or to keep the Kitsune close to him a little longer.

"Damn....." he breathed when he gathered enough wits by this time the bonding magic nearly completely faded out leaving Ichi unaware of the subtle change in him. "Wow...." he let out after another few seconds eyes closed focused on just breathing....