Bleach, Ikkaku/Yumichika, known for years
Yumichika isn't surprised when a hand slides under his kimono in the middle of the night, then over his chest and down his side until it reaches his thigh and stops. Nor is he surprised when a face looms in front of him in the dark, masculine and shadowed and grumpy looking.
"Hey, what are you doing sleeping so soundly when I'm so fucking horny I can't even think?"
Yumichika smiles at Ikkaku, knowing it will annoy the other man, and reaches down to guide his hand more towards the center.
"I think you'll find that I've been waiting too," he whispers, feeling Ikkaku's breathing speed up as his fingers curl around Yumichika's already hard cock.
Their lips meet, and Yumichika grabs Ikkaku's belt to pull him in closer, moaning when Ikkaku's tongue thrusts into his mouth.
Ikkaku's belt doesn't need much coaxing to come undone, leaving his kimono open so that Yumichika can stroke down his front and against his erection softly enough to make Ikkaku growl and thrust into his hand. Yumichika starts to laugh, but another rough kiss to his lips and a few strokes against his throbbing dick have him gasping for breath and making tiny squeaking noises. It is Ikkaku's turn to laugh as he growls again and rubs against Yumichika's leg.
"Yeah, who's laughing now?"
There's a sudden pounding agianst the wall that makes them both freeze as a voice growls, "Will you two fucking keep it down in there?! For the love of all things holy, I'm trying to sleep!"
There's a pause, then, "I'm trying to keep things down," Yumichika giggles, "but--oh, unh, uh--it's so hard when he does this!"
"Of for-" Their captain's voice sounds both disgusted and furious, and just a tiny bit amused. "Just shut up! I don't want to hear another- another noise from either of you until sunrise, got it?!"
Yumichika and Ikkaku stare at each other, doing their best not to laugh as they both reply, "Yes sir!" Yumichika punctuates his words by giving Ikkaku's dick an extra squeeze, so that the other man's words come out rather strangled.
"Poor Captain," Yumichika whispers as Ikkaku bites his neck. "I wonder why he took the room next to mine?"
"They drew straws," Ikkaku mutters. "He lost."
Yumichika's eyebrows raise, and he curls his legs around Ikkau's. "Did they really?"
"Course they did. They've known for years about us."
Yumichika sighs as Ikkaku kisses the spot he just bit. "I suppose I should feel bad." Then with one swift motion he deftly flips Ikkaku onto his back, knocking the wind from him. "And I suppose I should feel bad about that, too."
Ikkaku watches as the other man draws a jar of oil from somewhere and begins sliding it over Ikkaku's waiting cock. "Maybe...but I sure as hell don't."
Yumichika smiles and smoothes the oil over his own erection. "Ah well, me neither."