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Title: Fire and Ice

Author: BrucesGirl and R. Brightside

Pairings: Kurosaki Ichigo/Kuchiki Byakuya (Hints of Other Pairings)

Summary: Ichigo is called to replace Renji as Vice Captain temporarily. Sparks fly between Byakuya and Kurosaki, and they aren�t necessarily the nice sparks.

Warnings: Yaoi, Anal, UST, Angst

Disclaimer: We don�t own Bleach or Ichigo or Byakuya because we are not Kubo Tite. If we were guys, this wouldn�t be half as much fun.

Note: Thank you for everyone�s delightful patience! We really do have a TON of material written, but we�re stretching as far as we can until Brightside-chan gets back from the land of Tea and Crumpets. Silly English!

Chapter 21: The Pain of Complete Submission

Shuuhei liked the way that Kira smelled. Being from a noble family and all, he had certain access to certain bathing soaps and shampoos that Shuuhei did not, and while he would have provided a steady supply had anyone asked for it, they all respected him for his normal kindness and let him be himself.

Whoever that was on the occasion. Tonight, he was Shuuhei�s teddy bear. Shuuhei had wrapped his long, corded arms around him and had him snugly pressed to his body while he slept. The soft scent of sandalwood and jasmine permeated his senses and wrapped around him like a blanket on a rainy day. Truth be known, he was probably gripping Kira way too tightly, but he was sleeping, and he couldn�t tell the difference either way.

Kira had eventually managed to free his arms from where they had been uncomfortably sandwiched between the two of them, and had wrapped them around Shuuhei's neck, only to be pulled much too snugly against the Shinigami's chest. He squirmed slightly, finding himself quite out of breath. "Sh-Shuuhei... I can't breathe..." He murmured softly, not being able to help the giggle as he pushed against his captor as best he could.

However, Shuuhei seemed unrelenting. "Shuuhei..." He whispered, biting his lower lip. He wasn't good at waking people up, especially the kind that slept forever until a loud noise woke them up. And suddenly, thick Riatsu flooded the house and a scream of ecstasy from three rooms away rang through his eardrums. Well, that would wake Shuuhei up, for sure.

Shuuhei woke up immediately, and then, he realized that in his huge bed, after swearing he�d stay on his side, he�d somehow pulled Kira against him, and the blonde was looking at him with a slightly blue tint to his lips. �Aw, fuck, Kira�I�m sorry.� He let him go immediately and sat up, his body shivering in arousal. What the fuck? Did someone just have SEX in HIS house? Kinky.

�Wow. Who�s the lucky couple?� The Riatsu was dying down, but the residual affects were causing him to sweat and he raised the leg closest to Kira and bent it at the knee so as to hide his straining arousal. He ran a hand through his silken violet hair and glanced around the room. �Damn, what fucking time is it, anyway?� He looked down to Kira and smiled apologetically.

�Sorry�I clench in my sleep.�

Kira was blushing softly, biting his lower lip. "It came from the guest room." He murmured, sitting up and putting his hands in his lap, effectively hiding the source of his current discomfort. There was a loud thud, and some angry talking, and then another, more cushioned thud. Kira prayed that they hadn't started up again, and upon his thoughts, his cheeks tinted a darker red.

"I-it's fine. You woke up pretty quick, anyway. And... you got to sleep about twenty minutes ago. So it's not that long since we came back." He fidgeted slightly, the pleasure-filled Riatsu lingering and keeping him from simply ignoring his arousal as he did most nights. He leant against Shuuhei gently, the pleasant Riatsu curling around him as he placed his cheek on the Shinigami's shoulder.

�K-Kira-kun� Maybe you shouldn�t do that.� Shuuhei didn�t push him away but he turned his face away from him to hide the blush that was coming up onto his brawny cheeks in the night shining of the moon. After all, he�d made a promise not to try anything.

He tried to lay down with his back to Kira, hoping the blonde would just fall to sleep, but he could still feel him pressed against his body, and it was doing nothing but making his libido heavier. �Kira-kun�Anou�It�s not such a great idea to snuggle right now, ne?�

He didn�t want to be like Ichimaru-taicho and just take the boy whenever he damn well felt like it, even though he knew Kira wouldn�t complain. He wanted him begging for it. �Their�Riatsu got to me. Maybe we should sleep.�

"D-demo--" Kira paused for a moment, his heated cheek pressed against Shuuhei's shoulder. "I won't be able to..." The blond paused in his speaking, nibbling on his lower lip. "...C-can you be gentle with me, Shuuhei?" He whispered, one hand supporting him on the bed and the other tracing the lines of Shuuhei's arm.

"Like he never did... can you be gentle?" He knew that the Shinigami was probably thinking about the promise that he had made to him earlier that day. "...I-I don't mind, Shuu. It affected me, too." His voice was nervous, with concealed lust making it tremble slightly. "...Please?"

Shuuhei rolled over and his eyes ghosted over Kira�s slight form, his outer black robes shed, his lithe, beautiful body hidden barely under the white yakuta. His own robes had been shed for those favored sleeping pants that Rukia had stolen from Ichigo, and his torso reflected the blue moonlight across the various scars and nicks across his body. He raised his hand and smoothed it across Kira�s cheek.

�I-I�m not good at being gentle. I�m sure Yumichika has told the whole of Seireitei about that.� He added dryly. �But for you, I can try.� He slid his hand inside of Kira�s white yakuta and smoothed it over his warm chest gently. �Kira-kun�Rumor had it�that back in the Academy�that you and Renji��

Kira was silent for a moment, wondering just how to put what he'd had with Renji. "...An extended friendship. We never did anything." He shivered as Shuuhei's hand brushed the inside of his robe, undoing his obi with gentle fingers and letting it fall open, showing his pale chest and shoulders that were marred with raised scars and deep welts from continued abuse from nails.

He averted his gaze once Shuuhei had looked over him, feeling slightly ashamed of what he had let happen to his body. There was only one scar from a blade upon him, across his navel was a long smooth scar, long faded. He couldn't even remember what blade had given it to him. Shuuhei's body, in comparison to his, was a tapestry of bravery - His own torso was a worn carpet of war.

Shuuhei�s delicate eyebrows knitted at the myriad of scars across the blonde�s chest, and he frowned. �How did you go day to day with these wounds all over you?� His fingers brushed across one that had healed in the last few years it seemed as the scar was still slightly reddish, and then, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to it. �I remember something of when I was alive�My mother kissed my knees when I fell and told me it would make it better.�

He pushed Kira back into the pillows, and his lips began to brush across every single scar that had been inflicted by Ichimaru�s cruelty under the full intent of making it just a little better for his delicate bedmate. �So...does it make it better, Kira-kun?� He purred softly into his ear.

Kira closed his eyes as Shuuhei kissed each scratch and each bite, moved by Shuuhei's obvious concern. A soft smile made his face seem just that less lustful, and more innocent. "...Much better."

His fingers threaded through the thick purple tresses, and his spare arm wrapped around Shuuhei in a delicate embrace. "Thank you, Shuuhei." He murmured, placing a soft kiss to his bedmate's jaw line, the feeling of their chests pressed together enough to make him tremble slightly.

�Ah, Kira-kun. I want to be inside your body so much.� Shuuhei whispered. His hands ghosted over the pale body, and he began to pull the rest of Kira�s clothing from him, his hands running over the slender body. While he was painfully aroused, he never touched Kira anywhere that would have been inappropriate.

Instead, he opted to smooth his hands down his chest and over his stomach, tracing the scars and the exquisite muscles underneath the silken skin. �You�re so beautiful.� He growled gently.

He was being much slower than he wanted to be, but if he was going to teach Kira that there was such a thing as gentleness, he would have to put away his own desires for the time being. �Do you like this, Kira?� He asked solemnly.

Kira trembled slightly, the thought of Shuuhei being inside him making him bite his lip in anticipation. �Aa� I like this.� He whispered softly, his voice slightly shaky. Shuuhei�s gentle, soothing touch was much appreciated. After all, he was used to the sex right away.

He wrapped his arms around his to-be lover�s neck, his breathing hitching slightly as he sunk softly into the promising ritual of sex, his blush darkening slightly. ��I-I want you inside me, Shuuhei�� His voice was further quieter, desire almost controlling him as his legs spread, yielding to Shuuhei.

The Shinigami didn�t rush his touches. Instead, they further gentled, and his fingertips ghosted up the pale, silk thighs of Kira before they smoothed down again to his ankles and back up in a maddening memorization of each line of muscle down his long legs.

His fingers brushed over Kira�s entrance, his eyebrows knitting as he recognized the ugly feel of scars against his fingertips, and he leaned down and kissed Kira. His fingers didn�t enter since they were dry, but he rubbed gently, soothing the muscle, trying to chase away any fears that Kira held inside of himself at the prospect of accommodating Shuuhei inside of his lithe body.

Finally, the fingertips ghosted over Kira�s arousal, and he looked into the pale blue eyes before wrapping his digits around him and beginning a gentle, graceful stroke. �Ne, Kira�does this feel good?�

Kira gasped and shivered at the touches, tensing up slightly before loosening himself to Shuuhei's deft fingers, perhaps too used to dry fingers and a briefly-wetted cock. As the hand wrapped around his arousal, he whimpered in pleasure, arching into the touch. "A-Aa... it feels good."

He whispered, eyes fluttering closed. His hips arched slightly, wantonly, and he parted his lips slightly to make way for the array of gasps and moans. "Oh, Gods, Shuuhei..." He managed, his voice trembling. He was aware of the scars, now - they seemed to burn, a reminder of Gin's ownership over him.

Discarded ownership.

Kira hated to think what would happen if Gin dare to return to Seireitei, only to find he'd been sharing his bed with another. He didn't show his tenseness, letting himself relax into the gentle touches of Shuuhei's fingers.

Shuuhei knew the look in his eyes all too well. It was the look that was in Ichigo�s eyes when Byakuya looked down on him. He quietly stroked a hand across Kira�s cheek and kisses his lips gently. �Stop thinking about him. He�d never touch you like I do, and he�ll never hurt you again, Kira-kun.�

The strokes over the blonde�s arousal became light and quick, still gentle in the most elegant of ways that was surprising from a mere street waif from the 69th District. He reached over behind him on his own bedside table, and he opened a vial that stayed there for the numerous bed partners he entertained.

Still stroking Kira, he dipped his fingers into the oil and then, he dripped a few drops over the erection in his grasp before stroking them over Kira�s entrance gently. �I won�t hurt you.� He whispered. �I promise.�

Kira nodded, spreading his legs further as his entrance was rubbed against softly with slick fingers. As the first finger pressed in, he gasped softly, a slight amount of pain coming with the penetration. Evidently, Unohana had done more than simply healed him the last time he had broken. He shivered softly, but looked up at Shuuhei with a soft smile.

"D-don't stop. Please. It doesn't hurt that much." He whispered, wrapping his arms around Shuuhei's neck. "J-just... think of me as a virgin." Kira ran his fingers through Shuuhei's hair gently, moving some hair aside from the scars on one side of his face. He remembered the day well, and it made him want to thank the to-be captain all over again.

Shuuhei didn�t answer this time. Kira was no virgin, no matter what healing had been bestowed on his lithe body, and the scars all over him told him so. He slid his finger in and out in a gentle rhythm, making sure to brush across his prostate every time to bring him pleasure.

Once the muscles began to relax, he pushed just barely the tip of his second finger in, pausing to let Kira adjust. Shuuhei�s question came to surface as he gently began to stretch Kira just a little further to accommodate both fingers. �Kira-kun...did you find pleasure�when Ichimaru-taicho hurt you?�

He slid the two fingers completely inside easily with the oil and loosening of the blonde�s muscles and he curled them just right against the bundle of nerves he found inside. �Does it bother you�that I refuse to hurt you?�

Kira's breath hitched every time his prostate was brushed, a soft whimper escaping his throat to go along with it. "...It... grew on me. I-I... found that whatever pleasure h-he received... I got too." He whispered softly, eyes closing with the pleasure and pain. "It doesn't bother me, Shuu... I-it's a welcome change."

He pressed his hips back into the fingers every so slightly, causing the pleasure to made his body tremble. He moaned, the sound low and keening, as the feeling spread through him, setting him whole body on edge for the intensity of the blows it had for so long received from Gin.

�You sound innocent.� Shuuhei whispered. His lips found Kira�s, and he entangled his tongue with the blonde�s, dominating a sweet, passionate kiss with the utmost gentleness before breaking it and licking a line across Kira�s jaw to a sensitive spot underneath his ear.

�I like the way you sound.� He rumbled softly in his ear.

He added a third finger slowly, stretching Kira to his limit, being careful not to stress the scars as he stroked his hand in and out of the young man beneath his ministrations. He swallowed Kira�s noises in a deep kiss before breaking it and moaning softly against the Vice Captain�s neck in pleasure at the exquisite tightness around his fingers. �Gods�.Kira��

Kira shivered as pain racked his spine, and then whimpered softly as pleasure followed weakly after. His neck had always been sensitive, almost always subject the bites and deep purple hickeys, and the soft vibrations of Shuuhei's mouth made him arch, pushing the fingers deeper within him.

The vice captain's inner muscles tightened and loosened around the Shinigami's fingers, the now very noticeable intrusion making his very being throb in ecstasy. "Sh-Shuuhei... feels good..." He moaned writhing ever so slightly as the intrusion began to take it's toll on him.

Shuuhei pulled his fingers from Kira�s body, and he loomed over him, his eyes dark as he pulled the tie on his pants and eased them down his hips a bit, exposing his arousal to the cool air of the room. �Ne, Kira, don�t worry.� He assured gently. He slathered oil across himself, maybe too much, and he positioned the head of his erection at Kira�s entrance, and he pushed in slightly.

He wasn�t much bigger than the three of his fingers combined, so he slipped inside easily, but all the same, he paused, letting the blonde get used to his size and the feeling of him before he slid in slowly all the way and gasped at the tight heat. �K-Kira-kun�you feel so good��

Kira whimpered at the slight pain, but the fullness, the wholeness, he felt with Shuuhei inside him was worth it. "Sh-Shuu..." He gasped out, his back arching slightly and hips rolling forward, pushing Shuuhei in as far as he could go. "Oh, gods, Shuu..." His body continued to tremble, head pushing back into the pillows as the intrusion was slowly accepted by his entrance.

Once he was completely relaxed, he whimpered, and looked up at Shuuhei, a heady blush covering the vice captain's high cheekbones. He pulled his lover down to him and kissed him heatedly, and the combined feeling was something he had never experienced, and it near brought tears to his eyes at the sheer exquisiteness.

�So beautiful�� Shuuhei murmured against Kira�s forehead. His lips brushed down Kira�s cheeks and neck, and he purred his pleasure as he very slowly began to stroke in and out of Kira�s tight entrance. He was worried in the back of his mind that Kira wouldn�t like it to be slow since Gin had been so rough, so he looked down Kira, his dark eyes worried, and he kissed his lips gently.

�Is this�ok�?� He stroked in again, angling his hips into the blonde�s prostate. �Do you want something different?� Shuuhei was usually so content with his own skills, but something about Kira made him want to reevaluate what he considered good for his other partner. All he thought of tonight was Kira, and he would make sure that he�d bring the vice captain his ultimate pleasure.

Kira's breathing was heavy, and each time his sweet spot was gently rubbed against, he would let out a sweet whimper of pleasure, the feeling traveling up his spine and through his nerves. "H-Hai..." He gasped out, eyes half-closed and glazed with the intensity of the slow, gentle thrusts. "I-t's... good." The blond whispered, still emitting trembling gasps and whimpers through his speech.

This was so much better than Gin had ever made him feel, but he had grown so accustomed to the pain that something felt empty.

Shuuhei could feel the lack of something there, and as much as he didn�t want to hurt Kira, he found himself realizing that pain was part of the boy beneath him. Shuuhei would have the play the part of a master, because that�s what Kira needed from him. He sat back a bit and then, pulling Kira to sit in his lap, effectively reversing their positions, he began to thrust up into him, and he purred in Kira�s ear.

�I know what you need, Kira-kun. Forgive me.� With that, he bit harshly down on Kira�s shoulder, careful not to break the skin, and he raked his nails down the blonde�s back, drawing tiny scratches that barely pooled with any blood at all, bringing a light amount of pain with the pleasure. �Is that better, pet?� He growled in a dark voice.

As the first wave of pain hit, Kira moaned, his back arching. This... this was perfect. The amount of pain, it completed him. Gin had always been too rough, taking it much further than he needed, and Shuuhei had been too gentle. This in between was sheer bliss. "H-Hai..." He whimpered, rocking his hips to meet Shuuhei's thrusts with soft moans of intense pleasure.

The scratches in his back itched, and the deep dents of teeth on his scarred shoulder throbbed, and the mingling of ecstacy was something that he could barely get enough of. "More... onegai." The blond whispered softly, body trembling at the sensations.

Shuuhei conceded, and he bit his way harshly across Kira�s collarbone, leaving red marks and tiny bruises all the way to the opposite shoulder where he bit again. As he roughly thrust up into Kira�s body, careful not to tear his skin, a hand brushed across the blonde�s chest gently before latching onto a nipple and twisting it just hard enough to leave a stinging sensation in the movements.

�I want you to be loud, Kira-kun.� Shuuhei whispered softly against his shoulder. �He might have wanted you to be quiet, but I want you to let it go.� He pinched the nipple between his fingers just a little bit more before moving that hand to stroke Kira�s arousal while he still bit trails across his shoulders and chest, the other hand raking tiny scratches down the blonde�s back and sides. He groaned softly into Kira�s ear. �I want to hear you, koi��

Kira obeyed, the moans and gasps becoming louder, soft cries of his lover's name echoing throughout the room. This was sheer bliss - even if Gin had been cruel, Shuuhei made it so much better.

He threw his head back, orgasm taking him by surprise, and he released with a loud cry of passion, wordless, nameless, but filled with raw passion. His inner muscles clenched and trembled over Shuuhei's member, soft trickles of blood rolling down his body from the deeper spots of the scratches. Nothing could get better.

�K-Kira!� His voice was quieter when he came, and Shuuhei�s ran up into Kira�s soft hair and fisted there, pulled the boy�s head back as he came deep inside his body. He gasped softly against the soft skin of Kira�s lips and pressed tender kisses there as his body calmed from the aftermath of his release. �Good, Kira-kun?� He asked gently.

He pressed his hands to Kira�s back and whispered a few words, and immediately, the scratches disappeared, healing with Shuuhei�s superior kido skills�something Ichimaru Gin had ever bothered to do or allowed Kira to do at the hospital. �Ne, you are so hot, Kira.� Shuuhei whispered. �Do you feel better now?�

Kira panted softly, his eyes closed as he basked in the lasting afterglow of his orgasm. The soft, tingling feeling of the healing lingered slightly, making him shift in Shuuhei's lap. He wasn't used to the feeling of flesh knitted together - it had taken much longer than needed to heal him the last time he had broken, but he hadn't left yet another raised scar on himself.

He pressed against his lover, eyes opening softly. "Aa. Much better. What about you, Shuu?" The blond whispered softly, voice quiet. After all, he didn't like to be loud after sex - something about spoiling the moment.

Shuuhei chuckled softly against Kira and laid them both down on the bed, his fingers ghosting across the lithe body still entangled with his. �I�m perfect.� His dark eyes closed in contentment, and he sighed. He could still feel the residual Riatsu of Tousen lingering throughout the walls of the house, and it made him sad for a moment before he tightened his embrace around Kira and nuzzled into his hair.

�When they come back, we will be together. There�s nothing they can do, ne?� He ran his fingers down Kira�s side tenderly, and then, something rare happened. Shuuhei smiled a genuine, content smile. �Oi, Kira-kun�I wonder if Kurosaki-fukutaicho and Kuchiki-taicho have made up yet?�

Kira was very nearly asleep - he could only manage a soft noise to answer each of Shuuhei's questions. He'd gone completely lax against his lover, breathing even as he was lulled into sleep.

He made a noise that could have been interpreted as 'probably' before falling unconscious, his dreams pleasantly devoid of Gin, and perfectly filled with those that cared for him. Although, there were always silver strands of hair hanging in the air, and the distinct feeling of being watched made him squirm slightly in Shuuhei's grip.

Up Next: Chapter 22: The Sins of the Father

�You know, Ryuken, the only reason you take this out on me is because Isshin-san owns your ass and you hate it.� He leaned forward, his lips ghosting breath over his father�s ear. �You love picking on me don�t you? Does it get you hard, Ryuken?� Ishida stepped back, his blue eyes filled with ice. �You disgust me.�

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