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Consequences
0 reviewsRenji decides to do something stupid. Is he man enough to handle the consequences?
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Chapter 2: Consequences
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I do not own Bleach. If I did it would have a much more adult rating. Reviews are appreciated!!!
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Captain Kuchiki grabbed him by the collar of his robes and kissed him again.
Renji would never be the same again.
Deft fingers worked at the front of his robes, splitting them open, and then moved on to his belt, untying it and setting it loose. Renji just managed to catch Zabimaru and set him gently on the floor before it fell.
He wasn’t sure exactly how it happened but within minutes he was completely naked and sitting on his captain’s desk while Captain Kuchiki stared at him with that same look in his eyes.
Lust. That’s what it was. It was such a strange and out of place look on Kuchiki Byakuya that it had taken Renji a long time to figure it out.
He’d awoken a monster. Who knew how many years of suppressed sexual desire Renji had inadvertently released. And now it was about to be unleashed on him.
Renji decided he was a very lucky man.
Though, when he was kissed again, he started to worry that he might not be able to handle the intensity of it. Once again, Kuchiki Byakuya was showing that he was no match for Renji. But one thing was for sure, Renji wouldn’t go down without a valiant effort.
As they kissed, Renji forced his dumb-struck body to react and did his best at getting the captain’s clothes off. Failing in that task – it was hard to do with the captain being unwilling to unwrap his arms from around Renji – he settled on getting the robes undone and open. It would have to suffice.
That was the last coherent thought Renji had for a while as fingers started to dance against his skin, touching here, and tweaking there, and stroking – oh god yes – right there. It may have been a long time but Kuchiki Byakuya sure knew what he was doing.
A talented mouth followed the fingers that kept moving, venturing lower, playing with Renji’s balls and then teasing that spot right behind them.
Renji’s eyes bulged when the fingers touched him even further back. Surely he was the one who was going to be... right?
There was a moment of distraction as the captain fumbled through the drawers of his desk and then a mumbled “this will do” before the fingers – now slick – were back and pushing even further.
Figuring he had no choice in the matter and no longer caring because sex was sex and because it was Kuchiki frickin’ Byakuya that was about to fuck him, Renji leaned back on the desk and spread his legs wide. If he was going to take it, he’d take it like a man.
It wasn’t that he didn’t like getting fucked; it was that it had been a long time and he usually topped. He clearly wasn’t going to get a choice about it this time, and Renji knew that few people had probably ever had this privilege and damn he was so fucking horny and–
HOLY SHIT. “Warn a guy, would ya?”
“Sorry,” Captain Kuchiki muttered though Reni was fairly sure he really wasn’t but he suddenly ceased to care as the captain started moving.
Moans of pleasure filled the room as Renji wrapped his legs around his captain’s waist and his arms around his shoulders so he could better buck back against him. A hand started stroking his cock and warm breath caressed his neck even more intimately than fingers had earlier. “Oh, fuck... Captain...”
“Byakuya,” came the grunt of a response.
“Huh?”
“More... appropriate... right... now.”
Oh. Right. Not the way he’d expected to earn the honor to call his captain – to call Byakuya – by his given name. Not that he was complaining.
As it was, he wasn’t doing much besides getting thoroughly fucked and moaning out his encouragement for it not to stop and be harder and faster.
Byakuya delivered.
Except on that ‘don’t stop’ part, as Byakuya eventually did stop with a few final, forceful thrusts, a fully body shudder and a growled out cry of “Renji.” And with that utterance it didn’t matter to Renji one bit that it had stopped as he’d give anything in this world and the living one to hear Byakuya moan his name that way again.
Byakuya half collapsed against him, pressing him against the desk in a way that would have been uncomfortable if he wasn’t still painfully aroused.
Byakuya hadn’t forgotten him, dropping to his knees a moment later and swallowing down Renji’s cock once more.
Renji looked down the line of his body to see Kuchiki Byakuya down on his knees with his mouth around Renji’s cock, head bobbing, hair a mess, and the sight alone was enough to make him come.
He screamed something, perhaps Byakuya’s name, perhaps obscenities, perhaps incoherent babble. Despite his best efforts to keep his eyes open they had closed, and when he forced them open he was treated to the sight of Byakuya licking stray come off of his cock. He didn’t think it was physically possible but he managed another spurt just for that. It too was swallowed by that pretty mouth.
Renji slid off the desk, dropping to the floor and dragging Byakuya the rest of the way down. Desk edges digging into him was not how he preferred his afterglow. Sprawled naked on the floor was much better, even more so when Byakuya settled next to him, still half in his robes.
Renji gently dropped an arm onto Byakuya’s chest despite the somewhat odd angle, fingers tracing a short line back and forth. It was a while before he could speak and when he did, all he could manage was “Wow.”
Byakuya chuckled.
Renji raised his head and stared at him. If he hadn’t just been fucked rather vigorously into the desk by Byakuya, Renji would have considered this chuckle the most momentous thing he’d ever seen his captain do. It was still a close second.
Renji chuckled right with him.
“So...” Renji managed when they stopped laughing. “That was completely and totally out of character.”
“I still expect you to stay late to make up for the lost work and time,” was Byakuya’s response.
“Now that sounds more like you.”
“Do you not like it when I act out of character?”
“Are you kidding? I hope you act out of character more often!”
“Hmmm...”
“Please?”
Byakuya smiled at him. Another miracle. “I suppose it was rather nice to release all of that sexual tension.”
“You know, anytime you need help with that, I’m here for ya.”
“We shouldn’t make this a habit.”
“Why not?”
"Protocol, for one.”
“Oh.” Pause. “Well, no one has to know.”
“I expect that anyone who walked by that door recently already does.”
“Oh.” Damn it.
“I suppose as long as we keep it out of the office it might be all right.”
Renji wasn’t sure if he’d heard that correctly. “Seriously?”
“It’s certainly a possibility.”
“If I didn’t know you better I’d say you were teasing me.”
“I have already surprised you once today.”
“More than once–you ARE teasing me. You bastard! I think I liked you better before you had a sense of humor.”
“Really?”
“Well... no. I mean, I still liked you, but this afternoon... this was... well... it was nice.”
“Just nice?”
“Well, more like abso-fucking-lutely amazing.”
“Good, I’m glad to hear I haven’t lost my touch.
“Trust me, you haven’t.” Renji thought about it for a moment. “Is there anything you’re not good at?”
“Hmm...”
“There really isn’t anything, is there?”
“Baking.”
“What?"
“Baking. I’m a descent cook but I just don’t have the flair for baked goods. I especially can’t get bread to rise.”
Renji burst out laughing. “I’ve never tried baking,” he said when he calmed down.
“Don’t look to me to teach you.”
“According to Rukia, one of Ichigo’s sisters is supposedly pretty good.”
“That would be a bad idea.”
“Yeah, but since when has something being a bad idea stopped me?” Renji said meaningfully.
“I’m glad it didn’t.”
“Me too.”
“I needed that. I needed that and didn’t even know it,” Byakuya admitted.
“Anytime.”
“Mmm...”
“There will be a next time, right, captain?”
“Perhaps.”
“Please?”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“How well you work for the rest of the day.”
Renji was on his feet and dressed faster than he had ever done before in his life. He took a moment to survey the room. “Er, I suppose I should start by cleaning your desk then, sir.”
Byakuya rose slowly but fluidly and gave a small disgruntled look at his own appearance, taking a moment to tidy and do up his robes before surveying the damage. “Yes, I suppose we should pick up all those papers that got scattered in the process,” he said.
“Some are a bit crumpled.”
“We’ll have to re-do those.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Maybe open a window.”
“Good idea.”
“We’re still working late.”
“Of course.”
“Though I don’t suppose you would like to have dinner at my quarters when we’re through?”
“Hell yeah! Er, I mean, I would be honored.”
“Be yourself, Renji. I happen to like you even when you’re shoveling.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes.”
“Then hell yeah I’d love to have dinner. And more. There is an ‘and more’ hanging in that invitation isn’t there?”
“Now, Renji, isn’t half the fun finding that out?”
Renji grinned. Oh yeah, he sure as hell liked this new, well-sexed side of Kuchiki Byakuya.
With an eager sense of anticipation, Renji got to work. After all, the sooner they got done, the sooner they could head to the captain’s quarters and Renji could help Byakuya out with relieving more of that long suppressed sexual desire.
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to be continued...
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I do not own Bleach. If I did it would have a much more adult rating. Reviews are appreciated!!!
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Captain Kuchiki grabbed him by the collar of his robes and kissed him again.
Renji would never be the same again.
Deft fingers worked at the front of his robes, splitting them open, and then moved on to his belt, untying it and setting it loose. Renji just managed to catch Zabimaru and set him gently on the floor before it fell.
He wasn’t sure exactly how it happened but within minutes he was completely naked and sitting on his captain’s desk while Captain Kuchiki stared at him with that same look in his eyes.
Lust. That’s what it was. It was such a strange and out of place look on Kuchiki Byakuya that it had taken Renji a long time to figure it out.
He’d awoken a monster. Who knew how many years of suppressed sexual desire Renji had inadvertently released. And now it was about to be unleashed on him.
Renji decided he was a very lucky man.
Though, when he was kissed again, he started to worry that he might not be able to handle the intensity of it. Once again, Kuchiki Byakuya was showing that he was no match for Renji. But one thing was for sure, Renji wouldn’t go down without a valiant effort.
As they kissed, Renji forced his dumb-struck body to react and did his best at getting the captain’s clothes off. Failing in that task – it was hard to do with the captain being unwilling to unwrap his arms from around Renji – he settled on getting the robes undone and open. It would have to suffice.
That was the last coherent thought Renji had for a while as fingers started to dance against his skin, touching here, and tweaking there, and stroking – oh god yes – right there. It may have been a long time but Kuchiki Byakuya sure knew what he was doing.
A talented mouth followed the fingers that kept moving, venturing lower, playing with Renji’s balls and then teasing that spot right behind them.
Renji’s eyes bulged when the fingers touched him even further back. Surely he was the one who was going to be... right?
There was a moment of distraction as the captain fumbled through the drawers of his desk and then a mumbled “this will do” before the fingers – now slick – were back and pushing even further.
Figuring he had no choice in the matter and no longer caring because sex was sex and because it was Kuchiki frickin’ Byakuya that was about to fuck him, Renji leaned back on the desk and spread his legs wide. If he was going to take it, he’d take it like a man.
It wasn’t that he didn’t like getting fucked; it was that it had been a long time and he usually topped. He clearly wasn’t going to get a choice about it this time, and Renji knew that few people had probably ever had this privilege and damn he was so fucking horny and–
HOLY SHIT. “Warn a guy, would ya?”
“Sorry,” Captain Kuchiki muttered though Reni was fairly sure he really wasn’t but he suddenly ceased to care as the captain started moving.
Moans of pleasure filled the room as Renji wrapped his legs around his captain’s waist and his arms around his shoulders so he could better buck back against him. A hand started stroking his cock and warm breath caressed his neck even more intimately than fingers had earlier. “Oh, fuck... Captain...”
“Byakuya,” came the grunt of a response.
“Huh?”
“More... appropriate... right... now.”
Oh. Right. Not the way he’d expected to earn the honor to call his captain – to call Byakuya – by his given name. Not that he was complaining.
As it was, he wasn’t doing much besides getting thoroughly fucked and moaning out his encouragement for it not to stop and be harder and faster.
Byakuya delivered.
Except on that ‘don’t stop’ part, as Byakuya eventually did stop with a few final, forceful thrusts, a fully body shudder and a growled out cry of “Renji.” And with that utterance it didn’t matter to Renji one bit that it had stopped as he’d give anything in this world and the living one to hear Byakuya moan his name that way again.
Byakuya half collapsed against him, pressing him against the desk in a way that would have been uncomfortable if he wasn’t still painfully aroused.
Byakuya hadn’t forgotten him, dropping to his knees a moment later and swallowing down Renji’s cock once more.
Renji looked down the line of his body to see Kuchiki Byakuya down on his knees with his mouth around Renji’s cock, head bobbing, hair a mess, and the sight alone was enough to make him come.
He screamed something, perhaps Byakuya’s name, perhaps obscenities, perhaps incoherent babble. Despite his best efforts to keep his eyes open they had closed, and when he forced them open he was treated to the sight of Byakuya licking stray come off of his cock. He didn’t think it was physically possible but he managed another spurt just for that. It too was swallowed by that pretty mouth.
Renji slid off the desk, dropping to the floor and dragging Byakuya the rest of the way down. Desk edges digging into him was not how he preferred his afterglow. Sprawled naked on the floor was much better, even more so when Byakuya settled next to him, still half in his robes.
Renji gently dropped an arm onto Byakuya’s chest despite the somewhat odd angle, fingers tracing a short line back and forth. It was a while before he could speak and when he did, all he could manage was “Wow.”
Byakuya chuckled.
Renji raised his head and stared at him. If he hadn’t just been fucked rather vigorously into the desk by Byakuya, Renji would have considered this chuckle the most momentous thing he’d ever seen his captain do. It was still a close second.
Renji chuckled right with him.
“So...” Renji managed when they stopped laughing. “That was completely and totally out of character.”
“I still expect you to stay late to make up for the lost work and time,” was Byakuya’s response.
“Now that sounds more like you.”
“Do you not like it when I act out of character?”
“Are you kidding? I hope you act out of character more often!”
“Hmmm...”
“Please?”
Byakuya smiled at him. Another miracle. “I suppose it was rather nice to release all of that sexual tension.”
“You know, anytime you need help with that, I’m here for ya.”
“We shouldn’t make this a habit.”
“Why not?”
"Protocol, for one.”
“Oh.” Pause. “Well, no one has to know.”
“I expect that anyone who walked by that door recently already does.”
“Oh.” Damn it.
“I suppose as long as we keep it out of the office it might be all right.”
Renji wasn’t sure if he’d heard that correctly. “Seriously?”
“It’s certainly a possibility.”
“If I didn’t know you better I’d say you were teasing me.”
“I have already surprised you once today.”
“More than once–you ARE teasing me. You bastard! I think I liked you better before you had a sense of humor.”
“Really?”
“Well... no. I mean, I still liked you, but this afternoon... this was... well... it was nice.”
“Just nice?”
“Well, more like abso-fucking-lutely amazing.”
“Good, I’m glad to hear I haven’t lost my touch.
“Trust me, you haven’t.” Renji thought about it for a moment. “Is there anything you’re not good at?”
“Hmm...”
“There really isn’t anything, is there?”
“Baking.”
“What?"
“Baking. I’m a descent cook but I just don’t have the flair for baked goods. I especially can’t get bread to rise.”
Renji burst out laughing. “I’ve never tried baking,” he said when he calmed down.
“Don’t look to me to teach you.”
“According to Rukia, one of Ichigo’s sisters is supposedly pretty good.”
“That would be a bad idea.”
“Yeah, but since when has something being a bad idea stopped me?” Renji said meaningfully.
“I’m glad it didn’t.”
“Me too.”
“I needed that. I needed that and didn’t even know it,” Byakuya admitted.
“Anytime.”
“Mmm...”
“There will be a next time, right, captain?”
“Perhaps.”
“Please?”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“How well you work for the rest of the day.”
Renji was on his feet and dressed faster than he had ever done before in his life. He took a moment to survey the room. “Er, I suppose I should start by cleaning your desk then, sir.”
Byakuya rose slowly but fluidly and gave a small disgruntled look at his own appearance, taking a moment to tidy and do up his robes before surveying the damage. “Yes, I suppose we should pick up all those papers that got scattered in the process,” he said.
“Some are a bit crumpled.”
“We’ll have to re-do those.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Maybe open a window.”
“Good idea.”
“We’re still working late.”
“Of course.”
“Though I don’t suppose you would like to have dinner at my quarters when we’re through?”
“Hell yeah! Er, I mean, I would be honored.”
“Be yourself, Renji. I happen to like you even when you’re shoveling.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes.”
“Then hell yeah I’d love to have dinner. And more. There is an ‘and more’ hanging in that invitation isn’t there?”
“Now, Renji, isn’t half the fun finding that out?”
Renji grinned. Oh yeah, he sure as hell liked this new, well-sexed side of Kuchiki Byakuya.
With an eager sense of anticipation, Renji got to work. After all, the sooner they got done, the sooner they could head to the captain’s quarters and Renji could help Byakuya out with relieving more of that long suppressed sexual desire.
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to be continued...
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