[ Up close, Byakuya smells like skin and body and presence, the only way for him to be corporeal in the World of the Living and Ichigo soothes himself, once his tears have started to dry, with the knowledge that really, he isn't touching him, it's just his gigai, it's close but not his true form. He can shrug it off at any time, so Ichigo should just do that, too, right? It doesn't matter. None of it matters. They were just dreams.
They're just memories, it's in the past.
Then, Byakuya makes that deep humming sound and cups the back of his head, holding him as close as his gigai can allow and Ichigo feels himself melting in against him, his chest that is definitely his chest despite everything and it's whole and unopened as well, firm and warm against his hands that flatten out over the fabric of the other man's nightwear. Feels for him underneath.
It's not even a sudden thought, in some ways, yeah, it doesn't really occur to him at all. It just happens. Ichigo turns his face upwards, presses his nose in against the long column of Byakuya's throat, the slope of it, Adam's apple, he traces all of it, pushing upwards slightly, constantly waiting for the moment when Byakuya realizes what he's up to, what direction they're going and tells him off.
Kinda hoping for it, too.
Ichigo has known for years that he's into guys, they can all thank Chad for that, honestly, but it's never been anything... It's never mattered before. except lying like this, they're so close, Byakuya and him, he can freakin' smell him, okay, and Byakuya is holding him, comforting him, and Ichigo is being weak with him when no one...
No one else has done this for him. Before.
So, he pushes up until his lips are tracing Byakuya's jaw to his chin and up. Chin. Mouth. Lips. Without glancing up, afraid of what he's gonna see, Ichigo kisses him, desperately and hard. ]
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They're just memories, it's in the past.
Then, Byakuya makes that deep humming sound and cups the back of his head, holding him as close as his gigai can allow and Ichigo feels himself melting in against him, his chest that is definitely his chest despite everything and it's whole and unopened as well, firm and warm against his hands that flatten out over the fabric of the other man's nightwear. Feels for him underneath.
It's not even a sudden thought, in some ways, yeah, it doesn't really occur to him at all. It just happens. Ichigo turns his face upwards, presses his nose in against the long column of Byakuya's throat, the slope of it, Adam's apple, he traces all of it, pushing upwards slightly, constantly waiting for the moment when Byakuya realizes what he's up to, what direction they're going and tells him off.
Kinda hoping for it, too.
Ichigo has known for years that he's into guys, they can all thank Chad for that, honestly, but it's never been anything... It's never mattered before. except lying like this, they're so close, Byakuya and him, he can freakin' smell him, okay, and Byakuya is holding him, comforting him, and Ichigo is being weak with him when no one...
No one else has done this for him. Before.
So, he pushes up until his lips are tracing Byakuya's jaw to his chin and up. Chin. Mouth. Lips. Without glancing up, afraid of what he's gonna see, Ichigo kisses him, desperately and hard. ]