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A Shifting of Life	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > General Views: 20784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: A Shifting of Life
Fandom: Bleach
Part: 28
Series: A Shifting World
Characters/Pairings: Renji, Ichigo
Warnings: Sexual situations
Word count: 1,768
AN: Sex, of a sort, between Renji and Ichigo. Hurrah!

My friend giggled at me complaining that my face was red while rewriting this darn it!

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Blushing ever so slightly as she slid the shoji door closed behind her, Ichigo shook her head and stepped down from the porch that wrapped around the back of Byakuya’s personal wing. Stepping onto the garden path, she paused to look at her sneakers before pulling them and her socks off, putting them onto the porch until she left.

When she had come over to wander around Byakuya’s personal garden, she had been reminded that to get into it, she had to go through his personal bedroom. She had caught him as he had pulled on a robe, Renji leading her through the doors. Despite the blush that now sat on her cheeks, Ichigo had to admit that he did look good post-sex, especially with rumpled hair and flushed skin.

Taking a slow breath, Ichigo walked down the path towards the koi pond, knowing that it would be the most peaceful area. Along with that, the koi pond would afford her the most privacy to think in peace. She wanted to think about what she was going through, not all of it unpleasant if not slightly confusing.

Finding the pond easily, she flopped down onto the ground and wiggled her toes into the lush grass that she sat on.

Leaning back onto her hands, she gazed up at the sky as she thought about her first night with Ulquiorra. It had been three interesting days she had officially lost her virginity, and during those three days, they had explored her sexuality.

Somehow, and she didn’t want to know how, the Espada had gotten toys and gotten her to allow him to use them on her. She had wondered why she had never gotten any sooner while she had been a he. She had also felt just how good anal intercourse could feel, surprising how it had felt as a woman and wondered just how it would feel as a male.

Shifting as her body reacted to her thoughts, Ichigo sat up again and rubbed at her face with a groan.

“Man, am I’m becoming a slut,” she moaned, jumping when Renji chuckled lowly behind her.

“I really kind of doubt that fact,” Renji drawled, smirking as she glared up at him from over her shoulder. “Why do you think that?”

“With the way that I’ve been acting since all of this started?” she asked, watching as Renji joined her on the ground next to her.

“Quite frankly, Ichigo, with everything that has been going on, I’m surprised that you haven’t screwed around before just for the release that sex offers,” he said, brown eyes turning to him as one eyebrow lifted. “You have been on the front line of this war since day one. You’ve been constantly training and waiting for the next attack. And you’re still amazingly young. Making out with a few people, and sleeping with Rangiku-chan and Ulquiorra-san isn’t going to make you a slut any time soon.”

“Yeah, thanks,” Ichigo said, flushing at the way that Renji’s voice rumbled through her. She had never really listened to it, always to busy as Renji had pointed out, but now that she had a good idea of what she truly enjoyed in a partner, it made her shiver.

“For what?” Renji asked, surprised even as his eyes swept over the lean frame that was sprawled out on the ground. He had to smile as she shifted to hide her chest with her arms, catching a glimpse of the budding nipples hidden by her shirt.

“For telling me that I’m not a slut, no matter what I do. I know how it works here but in the human world, there’s a double standard between males and females,” Ichigo responded. She shifted as she felt the heat course through her at the look that slid over her.

“Double standard?” Renji asked him, dragging his mind back from the fantasy of what he wanted to do to the woman before him.

“Yeah, a double standard. If a guy sleeps around with a bunch of chicks, or even a mix, they’re the man, just that awesome,” Ichigo said, tapping her fingers on her calf. “But if a girl sleeps with a guy, especially only a few dates, she’s easy. A slut. Or if she’s self confident about herself and her body, she gets paid for it, a whore.”

“Well that’s just idiotic,” Renji snorted, Ichigo nodding her head.

“It’s damn near everywhere in the world. Hell, even gay men and women are considered easy,” Ichigo sighed. “With woman who are lesbian, there is a thought that runs among certain people, mostly bigots and assholes, that she just needs to be screwed good by a guy to get right. Could be said so for a gay man but by the opposite sex.”

“I’m suddenly very glad that most memories are forgotten when a soul comes here,” Renji sighed.

“Most memories?” Ichigo asked, looking curious.

“Yeah. A lot of memories about your living life is forgotten when you come here. All except the most important ones, ones that make who you are stay. Some souls can actually keep them all,” Renji explained.

“I see,” Ichigo mused, her eyes dark as she once more leant back on her hands. Renji took in the way the simple skirt settled around her legs, loose about her legs, and the way the peasant top was falling off of her shoulders, exposing the dark green bra straps. “So, are you going to just stare at me all day or are you going to actually do something?”

Renji jerked as his mind was brought back to the present, his eyes wide as she stared at him with curious eyes, waiting patiently for his answer. A slow smirk spreading over his lips, the tattooed male reached out and pulled her into his lap, curling the other hand over the curve of her hip.

“I think I just might do that,” he rumbled, watching as a flush of arousal spread over her cheeks, her eyes falling shut as a smile curled on her lips.

“Oh? Is that so?” Ichigo purred, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pressed close to him, shifting into a better position. Renji chuckled and brushed their lips together, feeling her breath out a quiet moan, pressing up into the kiss. Lapping at her lips, he growled in delight as she opened her mouth and greeted his tongue with her own tongue as she rocked just slightly.

Groaning as she rubbed up against his half hard length, Renji shifted her around so that she was straddling his hips. He slid a hand upwards and swiped a thumb over one peaked nipple through the shirt that she was wearing. The gasping moan was followed by a press up into his hand, adding to his own pleasure as he worked on tasting her fully. With their tongues sliding and pressing against each other, Renji slipped one hand down to pull her shirt up enough to slid under her shirt and bra, groaning at the way that her breast filled his hand.

Ichigo pulled away from the kiss with a gasp, lips full and red as Renji chuckled and tweaked her nipple as his other hand slid up her skirt. Sliding it between her thighs, he smirked at her breathy moan as he stroked over her wet crotch, feeling her hips press downwards into the touch.

“Renji,” she whined, feeling his hand stroke over her again before his fingers inched into her underwear. Gasping, she shuddered hard as one finger slid into her, her body twitching around it with a groan. “Move that damn finger would you?” she growled, the man teasing her chuckling lowly.

“Whatever you say, Ichi-chan,” he drawled, suddenly flipping them over so that she was under him, his mouth dipping down to suck on the nipple that he exposed with a twitch of his hand. Kneeling between her legs, suckling on the nipple that he had caught, he started to work his finger in and out of her, listening to her vocalize her pleasure. Pulling away just slightly, he smirked as he brushed his lips against the budded nipple. “Beautiful,” he breathed, ignoring the way her fingernails were digging painfully into his shoulders.

Mewling, she rocked her hips upwards into the finger with a shivering, feeling a second finger slide in with the first, groaning as they started to move. They were thick and calloused from all of his swordwork, adding something more to the movements. Ichigo bit her bottom lip around the scream as Renji’s thumb found her clit and stroked over it in time with his fingers. Arching up and moaning, she clung to him as one thigh pressed up between his legs and against his hard length.

“Ichigo,” Renji groaned, shifting up to breath into one ear as his hips rocked against her thigh, his fingers working hard to bring her pleasure. The two gasped and moaned as their climaxes built and spread through their bodies before breaking over them. Ichigo arched and once more bit her lip around her scream as she shuddered, Renji pressing hard against her thigh, jerking through his own climax.

“Damn. I was not expecting to do that today,” she breathed. Renji chuckled as he shifted and cleaned them up with a piece of cloth that he had in his pocket before he tucked Ichigo’s clothing back into place. Sitting down, he pulled her into his lap again, feeling her relax and settle into his body.

“So, are ya feeling better?” he asked, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“Oh yes. You helped me with that amazingly well,” Ichigo sighed as her eyes closed, a smile on her lips.

“Good. Is your mind settled down now?” Renji asked, getting a nod. “Anything else you want to ask?”

“Will Byakuya be pissed about what you did with me?” she asked him, Renji chuckling.

“He told me to go sooth your mind, and if a chance to touch you came up,” Renji said, trailing a hand down over her side, “I was to jump at the chance and enjoy it.”

“Oh, you did and so did I,” Ichigo chuckled, eyes blinking a few times. “Can I use your shower before I head home?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m sure that Byakuya won’t mind,” Renji chuckled, getting a smile from Ichigo as she relaxed and dozed in his arms.
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