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Things Never Spoken	By : Areitus Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 5868 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 13
Rukia slowly slid the closet door open. Ichigo had already left for school, and she had remained hidden in his closet, without his knowing. She�d run away from home and snuck in in the middle of the night, last night. Ichigo had seemed groggy and out of it this morning, otherwise he might have noticed her suppressed reiatsu lingering. After getting into her gigai, she slid her feet down to the floor and paused as she stared down at them. Renji had eagerly sent her off to be with her brother� but she was still worried about him. Worried and angry! Stupid idiot. Tries to commit suicide and then acts like nothing�s wrong, and like he�s back on track.
Her brother had been keeping a close eye on her ever since she�d gotten home, even going as far as to put a �servant� outside of her door at night. Lucky for her, he�d fallen asleep last night� with a little help from a little white pill she�d accidentally dropped in his tea. No doubt, her brother was already forming a search group� and Ichigo�s place would be one of the first places they�d look� so she�d have to lay low somewhere for the time being. If she got anywhere near Renji, she�d be found out and taken back home, but she just had to check on him, idiotic at it was. She slipped her shoes on and hopped out the window.
It was well past noon by the time Renji�s door slid open and he stepped inside, haggard and sweaty. He ripped the v-neck shirt over his head, slinging it from his arm, before collapsing onto the futon. He rubbed his face and allowed a frustrated grumble to escape as his closet door slid opened a tiny bit. �Renji,� whispered a familiar voice.
The red-head sat up straight like a board as his wide eyes shot to the peeking violet pools from his closet. �Rukia!?� he nearly screamed.
�Shh! Shut up!� she threw the door open the rest of the way, �I�m not supposed to be here, asshole!� she yelled back, not really noticing she�d probably yelled louder than him.
He scampered over to her, �Damn it!� he said, trying to hold his voice down, �I been out lookin� all over for you!� She could tell he�d certainly been doing something active and hot, he was gleaming with sweat.
Rukia glanced momentarily at his toned, tattoo-covered chest, and felt a pang shudder through her despite herself. She kicked herself for all the sexual frustration that was still very much present in her life. She�d never thought of Renji as anything but her best friend, and occasionally someone she loved to hate, but his presence as a man wasn�t lost on her right now as he knelt before her� with a stomach that looked like a tribal washboard. She was quiet as she recalled the night at the festival� before the hollow had emerged.
�Are you listening?!� Renji asked sitting back on his heels, �I was� worried �bout you, ya know.� he said, his voice softening as he stared at her in disapproval.
Rukia was pulled from her thoughts as she looked up at his face and seemed to dawn a more serious expression. �Well� it�s your own fault. I had to run away from home because Nii-sama has had me under lock and key� and that�s because of you!�
�Me?! How�s that my fault?� Renji objected, gesturing at himself.
�Because!� Rukia exclaimed, �Because you�re a stupid jerk off. I was really �afraid, Renji. I wanted to be here with you� in case if you got the urge again I could punch you a good one.� As if to punctuate on her point she clenched her fist and drew it back in preparation for just that.
Renji grabbed her fist before she could let it fly at his face, �I�m fine! I told you I�m fine, so just trust me.�
�I don�t!� Rukia yelled, growing more upset, �I can�t� trust you anymore.� Her voice broke off as her eyes tore away from him and she pulled her fist from his grip.
He frowned, and let his hand fall to his knee, �I�m sorry, okay.� His eyes were downcast and his lips were pursed, �After I hurt you�After I almost� I just� I�d rather die,� he finally said. �I couldn�t live with myself.� He said with eyes squeezed shut, fists clenched tightly on his knees, and arms stiff. �You know what I did� to Rangiku��
Rukia�s brow wrinkled, �Yeah� I know.� Her eyes were downcast momentarily before she looked up again, hopeful, �but I talked to her, and she�s doing just fi--�
�It doesn�t� matter!� Renji interrupted, harshly. �What if it had been you? What if I hadn�t been able to overpower the hollow that night? Do you even know what I would have done to you?� His eyes were strained and troubled as he stared hard at the floor past her.
Rukia�s violet orbs darted back and forth over his face, reading him. �Is that� what you want, Renji?� she asked sounding almost timid.
The red-head startled a bit at her question, losing his tongue for a moment, �What?! I-- uh� I didn�t mean�� he stammered.
The small girl reached up and placed her hands on his tanned cheeks, �Tell me how you really feel� I promise, I won�t get mad this time�� She was feeling a little afraid, looking up into his uncertain crimson pools. She had misunderstood last time, and over-reacted on top of it� she knew that now. She wasn�t sure what words were going to leave his mouth, but she was certain he had been keeping his feelings from her, whatever they might be. �What do you want, Renji?�
He was still and rigid as he looked down at the woman he�d not allowed himself to love, seeing her attentive and open to him for what may have been the first time in her life. His mind was screaming, �no, I can�t,� but his heart was overbearing with, �I want this.� His eyes softened and he swallowed as his lips tried to form words, but failed. A large hand came up and caressed her jaw momentarily before the calloused fingers settled on the side of her neck. �You,� he whispered as he slowly leaned down and caught her lips between his�, feeling his stomach simultaneously tying itself in knots.
Rukia didn�t withdraw or push him away. She closed her eyes and let her hands fall to the nape of his neck before she slid them around, feeling chill bumps rise as the tips of his ponytail tickled her forearms. She felt his other arm come around her waist and tug her closer as she stood on her knees before him. His kiss was slow and delicate at first, as if he were afraid she�d flee, but then she leaned her hips forward arching herself against his front, and he seemed to lose his apprehension. Hugging her flush against his damp chest, his kisses turned to something more animalistic� something she thought suited Renji much better.
Sloppy, wet kisses ravished her mouth as she felt his moan reverberate down her throat. His hands were everywhere it seemed, running up and down her back, through her hair, and over her neck, making her whimper softly. She was leaned backward awkwardly as he bent over her, never ceasing the relentless assault on her lips. Moving one leg over his thigh, she moaned as his lips suddenly latched onto her porcelain neck, just under her jaw. His eager hands supported her as she moved her other leg across his opposite thigh, and she heard him moan again.
He broke his mouth�s hold on her neck as he pulled her up more vertically, ecstatic to feel her straddling his hips. His mind was a fog as he claimed the cherry lips again, drunk on her flavor. Her blunt fingernails trailed down to his shoulder blades and he shuddered as they rose back up to the back of his neck. Placing his hands on her face, he broke their lip-lock and gazed into her eyes with an inebriated haze looming in his dark pools.
�What?� she asked with a slight flush on her face, hidden under his giant palms. Her fingers played softly in a stray strand of hair that had escaped his ponytail at the back of his neck, and she smiled when he gave a breathy sigh and closed his eyes to the chill that ran up his spine. Moving one hand down to her waist, he replaced its previous space with his mouth, trailing his tongue over her neck with a lazy tranquility about him.
She let a giggle escape before she brought her hands to his front, letting them trail over his firm chest in exploration. He answered by letting a hand run up her thigh, pushing her flimsy summer dress up as the nimble fingers disappeared under it.
His hot breath caressed her ear as he finally spoke barely above a whisper, �Is it okay?�
The small girl nuzzled her nose against his collar bone as her fingers ran up around his neck again, �Stupid, don�t ask permission after you�ve already started.�
Renji couldn�t stop the smile that spread on his lips as he silently agreed with a nibble on her earlobe. Her ebony hair smelled like Ichigo�s closet, but happily that was somewhat like lemon and sandal wood� well, there were worse things it could smell like. He knew he wasn�t exactly a bouquet of flowers right now either. After running around in the climbing heat all morning his gigai was sweaty and hot� and it was about to get hotter.
Rukia was almost in a trance as she reveled in the feeling of Renji�s calloused hands running under her dress, lifting it up as his touch climbed. She wasn�t sure exactly what spurred her into letting him do this, but certainly, he was making her excited. She kissed his chest, tasting the salty flavor of his bronze skin. She wrapped a hand over his bicep as she felt his hand splay over her flat tummy and descend to touch the elastic at her panty-line.

The petite shinigami leaned back and sighed as he dipped a few fingers under the edge, her thighs tensing as they slid down to her core. His mouth fell open as he felt the slick folds slide around his fingers. A softly concealed moan escaped her lips and she arched forward into him, obviously approving what he was doing.
Renji�s mouth lingered in front of hers�, wanting to kiss her sweet, parted lips, but enjoying the blissful look on her face too much to close the distance. His thighs twitched involuntarily as she hooked her heels into his backside. Never before had he seen such a beautiful sight as the vision of this woman in rapture before him. His growing erection throbbed impatiently against his jeans, and he swallowed hard while increasing the pace of his strokes against her swollen bud.
Rukia moaned out, beginning to squirm as the powerful waves of pleasure carried her higher every time his digit ran over her sensitive bud. �Renji,� she whispered breathily as her fingers squeezed his biceps and her head fell back weakly.
The tattooed man nearly gasped at the sound of his name falling from those perfect lips. How many times had he fantasized about her calling his name like that? Any other day, it could have brought him to climax without so much as unzipping his pants, but he somehow managed to hold himself back� That wouldn�t be the best way to start a physical relationship�
Her breath tore from her throat as she finally arched up and silently screamed her climax to the air. Renji clenched his teeth tightly as he intensely watched her with dark, clouded eyes, easing off from the gooey slick in her panties as she began to shiver. She whimpered as she fell into his waiting chest, her arms wrapping around him as she panted to reclaim her breath.
Renji smiled as he bent his neck down and kissed the top of her head. He was happy to bring her pleasure just as much as he would be if she were to let him take his own. He wasn�t sure if she wanted that, just yet, but, either way he�d have to do something about the raging hard on straining against his jeans.
While Rukia�s soft breaths puffed across his chest, he was reserved and calm, basking in the feeling of her body pressed against his. After a moment of recovery, she sat back, touching is warm chest lightly as she seemed to avert her eyes from his�.
Renji swallowed, suddenly a bit nervous of her reaction. �We don�t have to go any further if you don�t want to,� he said diffidently.
Rukia looked at him then, �I didn�t say anything!� she objected.
He startled as he shot back her peeved look, �You had a look! I�m just tryin� to be considerate!�
�Hm!� she scoffed, �Well consider� the stiffy digging into my thigh, why don�t you?�
Renji seemed to turn the same color as his hair in a matter of seconds. �I�� he stammered, flustered with embarrassment, ��What do you want to do?�
She smirked and tilted her head, �You started all this. Are you gonna be a man and finish what you started, or do I have rub your belly to get you to roll over?�

Renji fumed and the insinuation, �You--!� He abruptly tossed her onto her back and then straddled and pinned her, fully intent to make her eat her words, �The only one who�s gonna be beggin� like a dog is you, sweetheart,� he added in a demeaning tone.
Rukia struggled mildly, knowing if Renji wanted her down, she wasn�t going to overpower him, but this �sweetheart� business wasn�t going cut it. �Hmph! As if you could make me beg for anything-- and don�t call me sweetheart, you oaf!�
Renji smiled as he leaned in, �What�re you gonna do about it, shrimp.� As fun as it would be to just taunt her, he was in no condition to tease.
The lithe girl squirmed beneath him until her slightly calloused fingers suddenly plunged under his zipper.--Good God, when had she unzipped his pants?-- �I�m sure I can think of a few weapons of choice,� she smirked.
He gasped and instinctively rose as his eyes went down his front to see her hand groping his painfully swollen erection. His eyes all but rolled back into his head as he let out a throaty moan and braced his arms on either side of her head.
Having seen Renji naked on multiple occasions in the past, she wasn�t completely taken aback at the generous size of the girth in her hand, but glimpsing him limp and holding him erect were to vastly different things. She�d be lying if she said she wasn�t impressed. She squirmed lower so she could get a better view, and her eyes widened as she laid eyes on the proudly standing length. �Renji!� she said sounding almost reprimanding, �Really?! Are you serious?�
The red-head smirked as he dropped his head and looked down at the activity under him, �Well, Zabimaru is a sword, after all. Is it odd he�d want to decorate something metaphorical?�
�Urg, don�t try to convince me it was Zabimaru�s idea� this has Renji written all over it� no pun intended�� she scoffed.
Renji laughed, �You might be right� I�ll leave it at that.� He bit his lip to keep from gasping as she resumed fondling. The feeling of both her hands on him, rubbing and pumping, trailing and tickling, made him feel weak and prickly all over. He slowly dropped to his elbows and allowed his forehead to rest on the floor as he watched her upside-down.
Rukia�s exploration roamed over his throbbing length, and she marveled at the oddly appealing tattoos that decorated it. He was well groomed enough that she thought she might fancy a taste. It had been literally years since she�d done this, but she wasn�t opposed to doing it for Renji, certainly he�d enjoy himself--she wanted him to enjoy himself, after all. Flicking her tongue out over the tip she collected the bead of pre-cum that was threatening to drip down onto her. She heard his low voice purr in an almost pitiful sounding plea, and she proceeded to lick her way down his underside before coming back to the tip to take him in between her lips. Although he was quite large, especially in comparison to her, she found using her hands on the rest of him sufficed.
Renji almost forgot to breathe as he felt that perfect mouth open up and encircle the head of his member. It was eerily surreal and his eyes watched, recording the moment like a cinema. �Ru�ki�a�� he panted out softly. �You don�t� ahh-- have to�hnn--�
He could scarcely remember what he was saying as the waves of pleasure began to grow stronger with ever suckle of her warm, wet mouth. His breathing growing shallower and faster as his eyes became too difficult to keep open and he closed them and momentarily forgot everything except the fact that it was Rukia giving him this� Whatever �this� was, he still wasn�t sure, but right now he would take it and be grateful. Just as he could feel his body starting to tense, she abruptly stopped and he sucked in a breath he hadn�t realized he was holding.
Rukia crawled out from under him, smiling to herself as she watched him, seemingly dazed and unaware as he attempted to come back down. It was a strange feeling to suddenly see someone you�d known so long in a different light, but it wasn�t so bad as she thought it would be� although, she hoped things wouldn�t turn weird between them.

Reaching out she touched his cheek and he reflexively turned into her, his breath still shaky as he wrapped his arms around her and eagerly kissed her moist lips. She gave a whimper as she felt him ease her down onto her back, his mouth never breaking from hers�.
Hands, rough and slightly cold, pushed her dress up, soaking up her body�s warmth like a sponge. She moaned into his mouth as those calloused fingers squirmed their way under the silky material of her bra and began to knead zealously. A leg rose and hooked him in the back of the thigh, throwing him slightly off balance and forcing him to throw one of his hands down onto the floor. Her palms were on his cheeks, holding him firmly as their mouths battled for dominance.
Renji finally pulled back, panting like a dog as his fingers slipped down to her panties and he began to pull them down. The petite shinigami picked her bottom up and let him slip the flimsy cloth down. Slipping one foot from it, it remained dangling from her other thigh, forgotten, as the red-head looked down at the exhibition before him.
Her dress was bunched around her chest, with her bra flipped up just under it, leaving her pert breasts exposed to him. His tongue flicked out to dampen his lips as he moved one hand to her core, brushing his thumb over her swollen bud. She sighed and spread her legs, her body ready for him to bring it to fruition.
He swallowed as he took his pulsing member in his other hand and rubbed the tip over her moist folds a few times. She bit her lip for a moment before those night sky eyes shut and she suddenly seemed to glow with timidity. Renji noticed this and tilted his head as a miniscule smile tugged the corners of his mouth up. It wasn�t like her to be bashful about anything, but it was oddly cute to him.
Finally he began to ease into her tight opening, his jaw dropping as the tightness encompassed his painful length. She tensed and gave a soft whimper. In a combination of her narrowness and his girth, it felt like she was splitting in half. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to focus on breathing, but even that seemed hard to do right now.
Then she felt his kiss on her temple and his apologetic whisper, �Sorry Rukia� Try to relax. You know you�re makin� it worse by tensin� up.�
She turned her face into him, nestling into his neck and trying to do as he said. �Easy for you to say� You�re like twice my size,� she groused. She took a few deep breaths and the pain seemed to ebb. Renji was kissing her temple affectionately and stroking a hand through her ebony locks. When the pain finally diminished she allowed herself to smile and wrap her arms around his back.
Renji took that as the go ahead and proceeded to lift her upright in his lap. She whimpered as her knees were flipped over the crook of his arms and those calloused hands held fast to her bottom. She felt awkward hovering above him and placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. He lifted her while pulling himself out almost completely before he plunged back inside with a vengeance. She moaned loudly as he repeated and felt a hot moist mouth latch onto her cherry nipple. He set a bruising rhythm that was uncomfortable at first, but quickly changed into breathless whimpers and gasps of approval.
His tongue lapped at the hardened bud of her breast, panting around the soaked nipple as he pounded into her happily dripping core. He switched to the other side at long last, using his teeth in a most arousing manner that made her moan louder. His masculine groans accompanied hers� periodically when she�d roll her hips down against his thrusts.
It didn�t last long in reality, but the pair let the minutes span out like hours as the ecstasy shrouded them in a timeless pleasure. Rukia cried out when her orgasm gripped her, and shoved her body flush against his chest as he gasped against her neck. Her passage came down crushing his engorged member without sympathy and he felt the abused muscle react accordingly. His mouth hung open breathlessly as he emptied himself into her lithe body in a climax that seemed to go on forever.
His chin came to rest on her shoulder as he sat there panting with her arms wrapped around his neck. The warm puffs of breath that left her mouth fanned his slightly damp hair as they sat with a sudden stillness in the middle of the floor. Still seated deeply inside of her, she felt his wet mouth begin to suckle her neck, slurping and lapping at the salty flavor for an extended, lazy moment. Surely with the consistency he was using, it was going to leave a mark, but she couldn�t bring herself to care at this moment, laying her cheek on his sweat-slicked shoulder. Nothing seemed to matter right now as she drifted down from her high. She felt surprisingly happy and content. Maybe it was something they had both needed, after all.
Finally, unlatching his leach-hold on her neck, he pulled out and lifted her up, getting to his feet briefly to make his way over to his futon. He laid her down and fixed his jeans, before curling up behind her and kissing the shell of her ear gently as he pulled the blanket over them. She turned onto her back and tossed her legs over his�, and her petite hand curled around his bicep as she nudged her head under his chin. It was midday, but a recuperation nap was wholly welcomed by both.
The quiet spanned out for a long time before Rukia�s soft voice broke it, �So what happens now?�

A/N: Thanks for reading this far! So yay! Finally zey do et! Sorry for the delay with this chapter, on top of the writer�s block been doing other things, like art and job hunting. Tell me what you think! I�d love to hear all your questions/comments/suggestions~ R/R!
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