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Acquisitions
Title: He’s an Idiot
Arc: 3
Part: 5
Pairing: Kenpachi/Shuuhei
Word count: 2,526
AN: I’m too tired to give a fuck.
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Kenpachi was fidgeting in his seat behind his desk as he finished off a report on the nest clearing that had gone very wrong, which had forced him to remove his eye patch and had pushed those with shikai to use it. That had included Shuuhei, leaving him twitching himself from the power surge, along with Kenpachi’s twitching from removing his eyepatch.
“Are you done?” Shuuhei asked as he handed over the pile of papers that was his report to a waiting courier. Kenpachi grunted, signed his name on the last page and handed his over, letting the first division member flee from the rolling reitsu. Despite his calm appearance, the fukutaicho of the eighth was very riled after calling on Kazeshini’s power to use against the amazing amount of pissed off hollows.
“You okay?” Kenpachi grunted, eyeing the other man, his eye narrowed as Shuuhei stood, pacing back and forth across the office. The large taicho knew that his companion was only staying long enough to hear about the men that had ended up being hurt by the attack, but he wanted to go to a training field to wear out some of his energy.
“Yeah, I’m fine, just on edge about everything,” Shuuhei hummed, running a hand through his hair, messing it up even more, making it stick upwards even more. “And my power is on edge at the moment so I need to do something… Anything really.”
Kenpachi raised an eyebrow at his companion. “Anything? Really now?” Kenpachi grunted, mind already working on how to get Shuuhei sprawled out on his desk, naked as the day as he had been born.
“If I had a lover the poor guy would probably be exhausted by the time I was done,” Shuuhei muttered with a blush. Kenpachi leered as he stood up. He walked around the desk and started to stalk towards the other man, which prompted him to walk backwards and press against the wall with a wary look. “Kenpachi-taicho?” he asked as the large man came to stand before him, leering down at the smaller man.
“We really shouldn’t let all that energy go to waste,” Kenpachi chuckled lowly, Shuuhei’s eyes wide and his pupils going huge as lust hit him like a sucker punch.
“Kenpachi-taicho,” he breathed out slowly, not tearing his eye away from the eye that was drilling into his own, feeling his body react to the heavy reitsu that was pressing, caressing, around his own. It sent heat roaring through him, drawing out a moan from him. Kenpachi smirked and laid a heavy hand on one hip, long thumb rolling over the lean muscle and wondering just how easy it would be to slide his hand under the clothes that hid what he wanted from him.
Leering, Kenpachi leant down, pressing Shuuhei up against the wall, and sealed their lips in a bruising kiss, growling when long fingered hands buried themselves into his hair and tugged; the sweet body against his own started to writhe as their reitsu tangled together. His tongue slipped into the sweet mouth, tasting and finding all the little spots that made his soon to be lover react in the most delicious of ways. Growling, Kenpachi reached down and cupped the firm ass that had been teasing him for the last two months, hauling Shuuhei up into his arms, getting him to wrap his legs around his waist.
“I’m going to fuck you and you will enjoy every moment of it,” he promised with a lusty look in his eye, the promise bright and strong. Shuuhei shuddered and bit his bottom lip, whimpering in lust as his legs tightened around the others waist, making them both groan as their hips came in contact, rubbing and pressing together.
“Please do,” Shuuhei panted, his mint colored eyes dark and half lidded as he tugged at Kenpachi’s hair once more, watching as a bell fell out and landed on the floor, the hair it had been holding up falling to the ground.
The bit of hair that it had been on fell to rest on Kenpachi’s shoulder, looking a bit to soft for the fierce taicho. One hand came up to run his fingers over the piece of hair before reaching up to tug at the other bells, the little silver items falling to the ground as soft hair was let loose and fell down around broad shoulders. “Damn. No wonder you keep it up in those spikes,” the fukutaicho teased with a rich lust in his eyes, running his fingers through the soft hair.
Kenpachi chuckled and pulled him away from the wall that he had pressed Shuuhei up against. “I do it so that my enemies can be prepared for me to kick their asses,” he growled, smirking at the shiver of delight that rolled through Shuuhei’s body.
“Are you sure it’s not so that they can be confused long enough for you to find them? As much as I care for Yachiru-fukutaicho, she does get her directions wrong,” Shuuhei hummed in a pleasured drenched voice, making Kenpachi smirk.
“Maybe,” the large taicho chuckled as he moved to his desk, sweeping the pile of papers, his ink bottle, brushes and a small snow globe from Yumichika off of the top of it, clearing a space for him to place Shuuhei down. The slightly smaller man shifted and leant back, fingers trailing through soft locks before coming to rest on the top of the desk, the slim body leaning back.
A smirk played on Shuuhei’s lips, his prick straining against his hakama as he kicked off his shoes. “Are you going to make me scream and beg?” he asked, his voice slightly breathless at the thought of that happening, eyes darkening with every passing moment. The smirk that Kenpachi gave him sent heat through his body, his legs twitching as his length leaked in anticipation.
“Oh, I am going to do so much more than just making you moan and beg,” Kenpachi chuckled, pressing against the sweet body, Shuuhei sighing and letting his eyes close as he enjoyed the feeling of heat so close to his own, the rolling reitsu making his skin flush a barely there red. “I’m going to make your body so sore that you’re going to be limping for days after I’m done,” he rumbled, pressing between long legs, feeling them wrap around his waist once more.
Shuuhei let out a shuddering breath, biting his bottom lip as Kenpachi lowered his own lips and nipped at the long neck that was being offered, the dark head falling back. Long fingers found their way into the berserker taicho’s hair, tugging on it as Shuuhei laid back with Kenpachi laying over him, pressing him into the wood of the desk.
“Fuck, so willing for more,” Kenpachi said, licking his lips as he rocked their hips together, feeling their cocks rub together, creating friction between them.
“Kenpachi,” Shuuhei whined, tugging on Kenpachi’s hair. The larger man growled and reached up, untangling long fingers from the locks before pressing the hands down, holding his wrists with one hand and a pleased look.
“Now, now, behave, little Rukigon rat. I’ll give you everything that you want, I promise,” he growled, the sound more like a purr that sent desire rocketing through Shuuhei’s body.
“Please,” Shuuhei breathed, licking his lips before Kenpachi once more claimed them in a deep kiss, his tongue sliding in and out of the sweetness, tasting and feeling as they continued to rock together.
Kenpachi pulled away and smirked down at him. “Soon,” he promised, pressing the wrists in his hand down lightly as he gave the other man a look. “Keep them there or I’ll have to punish you.” Shuuhei nodded frantically, causing Kenpachi to chuckle as he let go of the slim wrists and stood up partly. “Looks like you wouldn’t mind being punished. But I’ll save that for later.”
Running his eye over the lean body, Kenpachi smirked as he watched how the sweet body wiggled and shifted under his look, high cheeks flushing red as Shuuhei stayed in his position. Humming lowly, he reached out and stroked his hands over the long neck, prompting his lover to tip his head back as he stroked and touched, pausing to feel the others racing pulse. Smirking as he stroked his lovers pulse point, he continued on with his exploration, sliding his hand down lower, over his chest, the fabric of Shuuhei’s top parting under his touches before he tugged it out from the others hakama.
Lifting the other up to sit, he maneuvered his lover around to remove the top, tossing it over his side before he pushed Shuuhei back onto his back once more. With his top bare to his view, Kenpachi growled and leant down to nip harshly at once caramel colored nipple, getting Shuuhei to gasp and arch upwards into him. Smirking, the large taicho did it again, drawing out a strangled moan as he twitched heavily under the pleasurable pain.
“Kenpachi,” Shuuhei whined, hands twisting to grasp at the top of the desk, chest rising to meet the descending lips. He moaned as his other nipple was teased and tormented, Kenpachi working to drive him insane with lust and need as his hands roamed over his body, gripping here and scratching there.
Shuuhei writhed under the attack, moaning and growling in pleasure as Kenpachi worked his mouth lower, leaving behind marks against the sweetly pale skin that begged for them. Finally, his mouth was hovering over the sweetly curving prick that twitched as he breathed over the wet tip.
“Do something,” Shuuhei mewled, shuddering hard under the others assault. Kenpachi smirked up at him, eye glowing with power and need for the other as his tongue snaked out to lap at the tip, leering at the strangled sound of pleasure as the long back arched upwards as he held onto the desk tightly. “Kenpachi,” he got out, the sound strangled and needy.
“So eager,” Kenpachi chuckled with a leer before opening his mouth and took the length into his mouth, sucking lightly as his tongue pressed and teased. Shuuhei made such sweet sounds to his ears as he went down on him, Kenpachi’s hands clamped down on the hips that were trying to rock upwards into his mouth.
The sweet taste of precome coating his tongue, Kenpachi reached out with one hand and dug around for the bottle of lube that he kept handy for those moments of need.
Or for whenever he was bending someone over his desk.
Finding it, he slicked his fingers as he continued to suck and lick at his lover’s prick, the lean body that he had sprawled out on his desk writhing and pressing and twitching under the pleasure he was invoking. Once his fingers had been slicked, he brought the hand to the entrance that twitched and fluttered at the touch of his fingers.
“Kenpachi,” Shuuhei choked as his hips rocked up, or tried to rock upwards, still held down by one hand. Pulling off of the leaking cock, Kenpachi slid a finger deep into the grasping body, rolling it around in the tight body that twitched and squeezed his finger.
“Soon, sweet thing, soon,” Kenpachi grunted as he continued to rock his finger in and out of the body under him before adding a second finger. He spread them, watching as the long body Shuuhei arched up and moaned as the muscles around his fingers twitched and relaxed.
He pumped them in and out, making sure that his lover was ready for the third finger that slipped into the ring of muscles that tightened before relaxing once more. Kenpachi licked his lips and leered as he spread all three, the slightly pained sound making his own dick twitch in anticipation of being inside of the tight heat that was currently gripping his fingers.
“You ready?” he grunted as he continued to play his fingers in and out of Shuuhei’s body.
“Yes! Fuck me now,” Shuuhei cried out, making Kenpachi growl and yank his fingers out. Grabbing the lube, he coated his own length before pressing it against the stretched hole, pausing for a moment before shoving into his lover with one swift thrust. Shuuhei gasped and groaned, arching his back and shuddering as he tightened around the cock that had invaded his body.
“Fuck yeah,” Kenpachi grunted, pausing to get used to being inside of the tight, hot body that was trying to squeeze his cock off before relaxing around him. Planting one hand next to Shuuhei’s head, his other clamping down on the lean hip, Kenpachi planted his feet firmly on the ground before starting to move, thrusting in and out of his lover.
Shuuhei moaned and mewled as he moved with the larger body, the thrusts forcing him to hold onto the desk if he didn’t want to be fucked right off of it. His legs wrapped tight around Kenpachi’s waist, pulling him back into the hard thrusts, his eyes closed as his lips were parted as he panted and moaned. The large taicho leered once more, moving his hand from the desk to reach down between them and curl his fingers around the bobbing cock.
Shuuhei arched upwards and gasped at the touch of a sword calloused hand, eyes flying open as his body jerked hard. With the mix of hard thrusts into his body, striking his sweet spot, the reitsu that flowed and pressed and rubbed against his own and the hand that worked over his length, it wasn’t long before he was screaming Kenpachi’s name and shuddering hard. His come slicked over the moving hand as the large man growled and thrust a few more times into the vice like body and spilled, shuddering hard as he followed after his lover, spilling into the others body.
“Fuck,” Kenpachi groaned, lazily moving back and forth, making sure to draw out as much pleasure as he could for the both of them. Shuuhei moaned lowly as he shivered under the continuing pleasure before sighing as Kenpachi stopped moving finally. “Damn, that was good,” the large man grunted, stroking his hands over his lover’s still trembling body.
Shuuhei hummed as he basked under the attention of the other, nodding his head. “I think…I might be bruised,” he hummed, feeling the soreness slowly start to penetrate his pleasured haze as his legs relaxed from where they had been squeezing Kenpachi’s waist.
Kenpachi chuckled. “So it looks like,” he said, fingers brushing over the hip that he had been holding, watching the bruises rise up. “Someone will come get us when there is news about the men. For now, I’m going to take you to my room where we can…continue this without any interruption.”
Shuuhei smirked and nodded, allowing Kenpachi to draw him off of the desk, ignoring the fact that Kenpachi’s come was dripping down his thigh and his stomach was still sticky with his own. He was more interested in the fact that Kenpachi had a hidden hallway to his private rooms and was getting hard once more.
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