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Romancing the Captains	By : BookMaggot Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2670 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: None of Bleach do I own, nor do I make any money, I cannot reap what I not sown, so please do not sue me!

Chapter List
- 1-Romancing the Captains
- 2-Accidents will Happen
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Just want to let you guys know before I start, there is a reason why I’m taking so long with the next chapter for Forged Confessions. I am writing the last three chapters out completely and working on them all together so they have a more flowing feel. I always do that with the final chapters, I try to bring it all together in a good way :) I am sorry you guys are waiting so long but here’s a little something to keep you busy while I’m finishing up! Thanks for being so nice…. And I’ll start the review post soon… I promise.
I’m not really sure about this one. I think it ran away with me but I’m hoping it at least conveyed the feeling I was trying to implement to it. I felt it was a hard piece to write for many reasons but I don’t think I buggered it up that much.
Okay excuses over, let’s get on with the story >_<*

Stephanie: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it, I made Byakuya a little more accescible here because I really do like messing with him :D Thanks for the review!
Raymay: Constant irritation? Isn't that how most relationships go? lol, yeah they're an odd pairing but I did write a second part for them which I'll be posting soon! I finally got around to these >_> I don't mess with Byakuya *innocent eyes* I just put him in situations where he gets frustrated, is stringed along like a puppy and then pants like a dog. I'm a good writer ^_^. Thanks for the review, and I hope this one piques your interest as well :)
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Title: Accidents will Happen
Pairing: Mayuri/Kenpachi
Warnings: Anal, fingering, and odd ending…
The accident hadn’t been his fault.
For once it really hadn’t been his fault.
No, really he hadn’t been anywhere near the lab, and that proved that the giant mobile slime creature that had crawled out of the destroyed building and ate several people on its way to the festival, had also not been his fault, despite everyone claiming the opposite. He could certainly say it had come from his lab in the first place but the explosion had caused the thing to escape not one of his experiments thank you very much.
Of course Yamamoto had not seen it like that, and had promptly told him that if he didn’t destroy the thing immediately he would be executed. Mayuri had made to argue but he’d caught Kyoraku’s eye who had shook his head vigorously from behind the commander, usually he never took advice from such fools but the man had looked very earnest in his head shaking and in retrospect the commander had looked more pissed off than usual. So with little argument he had set off with a small squad to stop the mutated creature before it ate anymore people.
Thirteen soul reapers, three peasants, and one cat later had seen the thing destroyed with little damage to the surrounding buildings, which Mayuri counted as bonus points for the Soul Society. He felt needed extra points right now. Surprisingly many of the victims had survived, only a few had suffocated, unfortunately not the cat. That too was counted among the positive despite his own pretences.
He had scooped up as much of the slime as he could and found himself wishing to wash off the slime which was stubbornly sticking to his robes and hair. To which his ever present second seat had told him that due to the repair work required to the labs he will be moved to the 11^th squad barracks until all work has been completed. One couldn’t help but agree that this was a demonic form of punishment from the Commander, and Mayuri found himself very, very fed-up. But due to the amount of experiments he had lost in that day, and how tired he was from chasing goop across the countryside he honestly couldn’t find it in him to argue.
Captain Zaraki had been surprisingly open-minded about the ordeal and had vaguely waved them in the direction of an empty part of the barracks. Mayuri had been given a separate, slightly more spacious room which (thank indoor plumbing) had a shower. He had wasted little time in stripping out of his soaked uniform to dive under the welcoming spray, barely giving time for the water to heat up. He watched in some exhaustion as the water rinsed away the white paste on his skin, and the black on his face. It swirled down the drain and he found it quite hypnotizing…
So much so that his usually sharp senses had been dulled to nothing, and had not heard the door to his bedroom open and close.
He stepped out of the shower with a content sigh, and cursed moments later when an experimental grab and a quick scan of the room revealed it to be towel-less. He sighed and padded into the bedroom dripping milk white water everywhere. He spotted one on the bed and reached to grab it but finally his senses were picking up signals his brain was desperately trying to point out to him.
He blinked and turned to look over his shoulder to find none other than Captain Zaraki standing in the middle of his room with a very… curious look on his face. Mayuri could analyze the shit out of anything but give him a human being and he was stumped. It’s not that they were complicated not by any means; he simply had no idea what those expressions meant… at all.
But the higher brain functions seemed to kick in, and his mouth started working again.
“What are you doing in here?” he shrilled in a high pitched tone that reflected his feel of vulnerability, “Get out! Get out!” he tried to sound threatening but due to his… condition he could feel his tone of voice wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind, and that even if it did it seemed to fall on deaf ears in any case.
Kenpachi didn’t move, his eyes were staring him up and down, and though Mayuri prided himself in caring little for what people thought, he felt himself becoming uncomfortable under the scrutinizing gaze. Though he was in some respects a sadistic bastard and had experimented on his body many times, he’d never been an exhibitionist. Despite his efforts he was rarely comfortable with people staring at his pasty body. He always felt illogically vulnerable.
Kenpachi stepped closer, and Mayuri, having nothing to defend himself with stepped back in turn, his legs hitting the foot of the bed. He knew he should cover himself up but stubborn pride stopped him from doing so. He would not act like a blushing bride, damn you!
“Yer hot,” Kenpachi stated effectively yanking him out of his day dreaming.
“I am no such thing! My body temperature is at the normal-“
“I meant,” Kenpachi cut him off and leaned closer hot breath pooling against his open neck, “You’re actually fuckable,”
“What-!“
Hot lips silenced him, and it took him a full moment to realize what was happening. He was being kissed, very passionately at that. It was... strange and even more strange was the fact that he didn’t find it… appalling.. Perhaps he was starved, perhaps he was desperate or curious but his body responded almost instantly. Blood rushed down to his groin, his skin hummed when strong hands touched the small of his back and he gasped when those calloused hands slid down to his hips.
He pulled his head back.
“S-stop!” he hissed.
Kenpachi pulled back a little as well (but not by far enough), a shitless grin adorning his face, he reached down and grabbed a hold of Mayuri’s half erect cock, the scientist bucked into the tight grip and no force on earth could have stopped the load needy moan that tore from his lips.
“I don’t think so,” Kenpachi smirked and pushed him onto the bed. Mayuri tried to push him off but the brute would have none of it. He simply attacked and sucked at his neck and rubbed his hand over and over the rapidly hardening cock. A mix of panic and bliss pooled into his mind and body, he had no idea what to do. He’d never done this before dammit! How was he supposed to react? Or better yet, make him stop!
He was so distracted by the new sensations. So many sensations! That he didn’t notice Kenpachi untying his own Obi until something slick and long pressed against his entrance.
Realization hit like a freight train.
“No!” he yelled trying to push him off again with new vigour. The panic which had been insignificantly small in the face of such wonderful sensations suddenly bloomed and tore out blasting through his head like an experiment gone wrong.
Mayuri had never had sex. Contrary to popular belief he does not nor ever has violated his lieutenant and contrary to even more popular belief Urahara and himself had never been intimate. Sex simply never appealed to him, he could see the scientific need for it. There wouldn’t be a lot of test subjects if there wasn’t any sex. But as for subjugating himself to the act, it had never even crossed his mind. Too many other thoughts poured into it, effectively shoving out any hormonal fantasies.
But Kenpachi seemed to awaken something in him, he barely understood what truth be told but he could feel uncertainty churn in his gut, and yet at the same time the burning need to just get closer to him! Kenpachi chuckled at his reaction and brushed an experienced hand over his cock again. Mayuri moaned loudly but it was smothered by a searing kiss. Again the overwhelming sensations had him forgetting about everything. It was different, so very different than touching himself and he was so lost in ecstasy he could barely remember his own name, let alone a science experiment.
Damn the man for turning him turning him into a gibberish muttering-
A slick finger entered him.
“Ah!” he cried arching to and shrinking away from the strange sensation.
Kenpachi patiently pumped his cock and Mayuri got accustomed to it losing himself in the ecstasy. A second finger was added and this time Mayuri shuddered the burning sensation had him writhing and gasping for more, but he felt so… helpless like this. He felt vulnerable and part of him rejected this feeling. The fingers scissored causing uncomfortable pain but he quickly got accustomed to this. He was used to pain.
A third and fourth were added and he found he was completely at the mercy of this man and these foreign feelings.
Soon the finger slid away and Mayuri wanted to close his legs against this awkward tender and empty feeling but with Kenpachi hovering between them and he couldn’t. The brute leaned forwards and kissed him again, “Ya with me?” he asked pressing his cock close to his entrance.
“No you fool,” Mayuri said keeping his eyes close, feeling more vulnerable than he ever had. He felt the pricks of tears sting his eyes but he bit down, he would not be this weak. What was changing? Why was it changing?
Kenpachi chuckled again, “I like it when they play hard ta get,”
The tip pressed into his hole. The pressure built and built until with a stifled ‘pop’ the head slid in. It was huge and fucking painful but the rest was still to come. The length slid in bit by bit, thrust by thrust and seemed to widen as the base came closer. Mayuri kept his eyes closed but coughed and choked at the full and suffocating feeling, it was torture.
“Yeah,” Kenpachi grunted, “Pretty big aint it?”
Mayuri didn’t answer, just concentrated on breathing.
Then he started to move. Pain so much damned pain and Kenpachi continued with his sweet pace, slow and careful but changing his angle from time to time.
Kenpachi brushed something inside of him, and sudden pleasure bloomed behind his eyelids. They shot open just as he cried out in pure ecstasy.
“There it is,” Kenpachi grumbled pumping his new angle with hot vigour.
Mayuri lost himself again, bringing up one hand to wrap around the powerful neck, Kenpachi kissed him hard and pounded into him. The lost feeling gone, Mayuri could feel something building in his stomach. Pooling and coiling and building, it made his toes curl and his back arch as if trying to give better access to Kenpachi.
Then it hit, pure pleasure coiling up from his stomach to his eyelids and right back to the tips of his toes making them curl in delight. Waves of it rolled through his body consuming him, making him lose all sense of reality. His vision blurred he could still make out Kenpachi above him, as he relentlessly still thrust into him. The man shuddered and bit into his neck, and hot seed spilled into him, filling him up until he was certain he would burst.
They both collapsed in a pile of limbs and sweat.
Seconds ticked by.
Kenpachi stirred and pulled out without ceremony, a satisfied grin on his face, Mayuri shuddered but gave no indication of how he felt, keeping a carefully blank face.
“Yer not a bad fuck Mayuri,” Kenpachi said in the silence that followed, patting his thigh. “We should do it again some time,”
Mayuri did not answer. He was feeling very strange.
Kenpachi got dressed and was staring down at him with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, “I have that effect on people,”
He left, his haori flung over his shoulder and hair flowing down his back. Mayuri still didn’t move. He couldn’t understand really what was happening but he felt different, strange.
He felt… cold. It was the best description he felt but it didn’t really cover it all. He couldn’t understand really, he’d enjoyed it, during the act he’d arched and moaned and he’d loved having someone touch him. Somehow it was shocking for him to learn how touch starved he truly was, and even more shocking to find how great sex could be.
But he’d never felt this… anything like this.
He’d been led to believe that sex was something one enjoyed, something that made you feel alive or even loved afterward. His arms wrapped around his knees as he waited for the bitter feeling to pass, and finally let the tears fall freely having no pride or energy left to try and stop them.
Mayuri had never wanted sex but he’d never believed it could make him feel this empty.
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*Scratches head*... yeah like I said... odd ending, but I do like it.
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