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Craving Strawberry Surprise	By : roguebitch Category: Supernatural > Crossovers Views: 1274 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Ichigo, look at me,” Sam gasped, speeding up. “I want you to watch.”
Ichigo tipped his head down to look at Sam, expression slack. He unlaced his fingers from the latticework in the headboard and braced himself with one palm flat against it, the other hand wrapping around the back of Sam’s neck.
“Is this okay?” Sam breathed.
“Ye-ye-yes,” Ichigo stammered, words forced out of him with Sam’s thrusts. “Whu-what about you?”
“Ichigo, you feel fantastic,” Sam huffed, “You have no idea. You’re strong and sexy and willing. So much braver than I was. I hope...I hope I’m making this good for you.”
Ichigo’s hand on the back of Sam’s neck pulled him down so that he could be kissed. “Braver?”
“I’ll tell you sometime,” Sam replied. He rocked his hips, and Ichigo cried out in surprise.
“Sam? Nani suru?*” Ichigo asked, in a rising, helpless-sounding tone. He clung to Sam, hands wrapped around his biceps, and stared up into Sam’s face, seeming confused and a little afraid.
That’s not exactly the expression of mind-bending pleasure I was going for, Sam thought, concerned.
“I can stop,” Sam offered, worried.
Alarm flared in Ichigo’s eyes. “No! Don’t! It just feels weird...”
“Weird good or weird bad?”
“Weird like...weird good. ” Ichigo lost his words as Sam slid into him again. “It feels good. Sam! Keep going, don’t stop!” Suddenly frantic, Ichigo tightened his leg around Sam’s hip. “Mecha kimochi i, kudasai, kudasai,**” he said, louder, hips rising to meet Sam.
Sam did as he was told. He moved more quickly, taking his cues from Ichigo’s anxious pulling on his arms, the way his legs flexed and tensed against Sam, the rapid movement of his hips. It felt amazing, sliding in and out of Ichigo, feeling the spasmodic clenching of his inner walls around his dick, but Sam knew he was about to lose whatever tenuous control over himself he had.
“Ichigo,” Sam ground out between gritted teeth, “I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer.”
“Suru na!***” Ichigo said, eyes on Sam’s face, watching his expression closely. “Ike. Come.”
“I’m sorry, Ichigo, I can’t stop!” He barely knew what he was doing or saying after that as he tumbled off the cliff of his orgasm. He slammed hard into Ichigo two or three times, distantly hearing his own voice and the abandoned, animalistic sounds he made. His skin dissolved into atoms and his cock emptied in long, wrenching, nearly painful, pulses. Sam heard Ichigo cry out at his force as if from very far away.
Sam’s awareness returned to the sight of Ichigo gripping the headboard for stability with one hand, the other pumping his dick frantically. He shook his head, sweat flying from the ends of his hair, muttering to himself, “Chikai, chikai, chikai,****” eyes closed, brows drawn down in exertion. His eyes snapped open and he glared at Sam. “Tasukete!*****”
Sam could guess what Ichigo wanted and did the only thing he could think of. He wrapped his hand around Ichigo’s, trying to move it in time with his frantically bucking hips as Ichigo mumbled and stammered, “Sam. S-Sam. Sam,” and Jesus that was hot.
It didn’t take very much of that before Ichigo froze on a downstroke, eyes wide, and shook. Sam felt it from the inside: Ichigo’s muscles squeezing Sam’s softening dick.
“Oh my god! Oh my god! Sam! Sam!” Ichigo shouted as he curled inward and then flung his head back, his voice a ragged howl that rose and fell with the throbbing of his dick as he came. His back arched, his hips thrust, and come streaked up his chest in lengthy spurts.
“Yeah, Ichigo, just like that, you sound great. You look fucking amazing, keep going,” Sam urged, arm wrapped around Ichigo’s shoulders, holding Ichigo’s prick firmly, feeling the way it throbbed and leaped in his hand.
Ichigo scrabbled at Sam’s shoulders, hands slipping on sweat, fingernails digging into the skin and scratching down his back. He stared into Sam’s face, expression utterly amazed.
Then his eyes and skin began to pale to a chalky white. Sam didn’t stop holding him. He would wait him out, containing him. He was probably a match for the Hollow if he decided to emerge and investigate at this point, and he should have expected it, given how curious and aggressive the Hollow was.
Ichigo shook his head, closing his eyes tightly, hiding that crazily intense gaze, voice strained, “Sam!”
“You’re okay, Ichigo,” Sam said, voice low and soothing. “I’ve got you. I'm not afraid. Come on.”
Ichigo ground his teeth, grunting with effort, but his skin warmed back up to its usual shade, and when he opened his eyes again, they were golden brown. He looked bewildered as he gazed back at Sam. He was still wracked with the occasional shudder as he gasped for breath, his mouth open and his hips moving until he finally slowed to a stop.
Sam devoured Ichigo with his eyes, not wanting to miss anything.
Ichigo’s limbs splayed out, one leg sliding off Sam’s shoulder and down his arm, the other dropping onto the bed, hands sliding off Sam’s biceps. He had such a look of wonder and satisfaction on his face that Sam felt a painful tenderness swell in his chest. Wordlessly, he pulled Ichigo up against him and kissed him slowly, tasting sweat and that unplaceable flavor that Ichigo had.
Ichigo fell against Sam and into the kiss, boneless and pliant, moaning slightly.
“You are amazing,” Sam murmured into Ichigo’s ear. “That was great.”
“Yeah,” Ichigo gasped, and rested his forehead on Sam’s shoulder until his breathing evened out. Then he twisted out of Sam’s embrace and lay on the bed on his back, left hand covering his eyes, right hand clenching the sheets in a white-knuckled fist.
Sam stared down at him.
**
*"Sam? What are you doing?"

**"I feel really good, please, please,"

***"Don't do it!"

****"Close, close, close,"

*****"Help me!"
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