Play Time
by Aimless
Ukitake Jyuushirou paced impatiently in the suite he shared with long time lover Kyouraku Shunsui. The loud and boisterously flamboyant shinigami had been gone for over a month. The room was peacefully tranquil and oh so quiet. Ukitake hated it. He longed to hear his lover’s hearty laughter and heavy footsteps. The silver haired shinigami knew that Shunsui was due back today and he was reserving his strength for the inevitable exuberant greeting he would no doubt receive. In fact it was one of his good days with hardly a cough to sap his stamina.
The foppish death god had always been a patient and gentle lover and Ukitake loved him for it. They had not been parted for more that a couple of days in centuries. Which was why Ukitake was filled with nervous anticipation.
The separation had been inevitable since it had been decided that the shinigami needed to not distance themselves from the humans they had sworn to protect from the hollows. It was decreed that each one of them would spend time on earth to learn just what it was that needed protecting so desperately. When Shunsui’s turn had come he had left with a smile and a promise to return with gifts for his delicate lover.
Ukitake had bathed in scented oils and his hair flowed softly down his back in a river of molten silver. He was dressed in sky blue robes and a silver pendant adorned his slender neck. Hanging from the fine filigree chain was a sizeable midnight blue sapphire that twinkled in the soft glow from the many scented candles placed about the room. The necklace had been a gift from his lover on their 100th anniversary and Ukitake’s most cherished possession.
Finally he heard the familiar sound of booted feet and when the door slid open Ukitake smiled radiantly at his lover. Shunsui stood there framed in the candle light. He wore still the garments of earth and the sight of him stole the captain’s breath away. Black jeans hugged tightly the tall dark haired shinigami’s muscular body. A partially unbuttoned dark blue linen shirt framed a broad chest with a fine sprinkling of dark hairs. Ukitake missed running his hands over that tanned expanse of male flesh and his fingers flexed as he longed to do it again.
Shunsui’s scruffy face held a huge grin and his deep brown eyes sparkled as they gazed at the silver haired beauty that waited for his return. His thick, wavy chestnut hair was scraped back in a messy pony tail that Ukitake could not wait to free. He loved to play with the slightly course spring locks as much as his lover adored toying with his metallic hued tresses.
No words were necessary as they closed the distance and embraced. Lips met and arms entwined as they reacquainted themselves with each other. Finally as breath was necessary they parted a scant inch as they looked into each others eyes. Loving words wee exchanged and clothes hastily shed as Ukitake was steadily backed into the bed room until his knees met with mattress and he tumbled backwards.
Shunsui’s smile took on a feral quality as he looked upon his lover spread out so invitingly in front of him.
“Don’t move I’ll be right back.” Shunsui ran one callused finger down Ukitake’s pale thigh causing him to tremble.
The silver haired shinigami looked on in confusion as Shunsui hurried from the room. He heard the rustling of paper and his lover soon returned holding a brown paper bag. He handed the item to Ukitake and knelt on the bed straddling his lover’s legs. He smirked expectantly.
“What is this?” Ukitake asked a little apprehensively.
“Well I promised you a gift and I found the most amazing shop. Go on open it.” Shunsui’s grin grew bigger as Ukitake placed his hand in the bag.
He hesitated at feeling the odd shaped object inside. It was cool to the touch and soft in a squishy kind of way. He had no idea what was in the bag and slowly drew his hand back out grasping the object. When Ukitake got a good look at it he blushed furiously and almost dropped it when his fingers brushed a switch in the base and it began to vibrate.
He was holding an extremely detailed phallus complete with all the veins, ridges and bumps of a normal penis. Although this one was an eye popping shade of purple and constructed of some kind of gel like material that had warmed up with the heat of his hand. Plus the fact that it was buzzing merrily away in his hand only added to the wide eyed embarrassment.
“You can’t possibly want to… well…um. I really don’t think...ah I want you to stick that. I mean…um…ahem. Shunsui…You can’t mean to…” his nervous words were cut off by a possessive kiss that left him gasping for air.
The dark haired shinigami leaned down and nuzzled his lover’s neck and bit gently at the porcelain skin. He whispered in the shuddering captain’s ear.
“No I want you to use it on me.” He could not help laughing uproariously at the poleaxed expression on Ukitake’s face. The most amusing thing being he was overwhelmingly turned on at the thought and deadly serious.
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