A Strange Addiction

"Hey, Kurosaki," the Soul Reaper greeted almost lazily, standing up to address me.

"What do you want?" I spat as I took a step away from the redhead.

"I'm here to see Rukia," Renji explained in a rude tone, crossing his arms.

A twinge of jealousy shot through me at the sound of my friend's name.

"She's not here," I responded plainly, trying to make it sound as if I didn't want him there.

"I'll wait for her, then," he stated.

"She'll be gone for a while," I told him.

God. Why does he have to be here?

He resumed his relaxed position on the couch and said,

"I'm a patient man."

Please just leave.

A smirk crossed his face as he gently patted the seat next to his, inviting me to sit.

Instead of taking the offered spot, I sat as far away from him as I could on the couch.

"You know...I won't bite," Renjii joked, grinning.

Even when he doesn't realize it, he's teasing me.

"Soooooo....." the redhead started, "What does a substitute Soul Reaper do on his day off?"

Why does he seem so....relaxed?

"Not much," I answered, "Mostly homework."

"Sounds boring," he said, sighing.

Dammit.
I thought as he stretched momentarily.

"Do you have anything fun?" Renji asked, the boredom clear in his voice.

"Internet," I replied, trying to sound just as bored.

"What?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Nevermind," I said, exasperated.

In silence, I turned the TV on, the remote cold in my hand.

Fixated, the Soul Reaper stared as the screen faded from black.

Not as interested with TV as he was, I stood, saying,

"Want something to drink?"

"Sure," he replied, not really paying attention as the women on TV laughed cheerfully.

Grateful for a chance to get away from him, I went into the kitchen, opening the fridge.

As I pulled out two sodas, the blatant noises from the TV were interrupted by the loud buzz of static before a new sound was coming from the living room.

What the hell? Is he messing with the remote?

Curious, I re-entered the living room only to discover that Renji had snatched the remote.

"The hell are you doing?" I yelled angrily, staring in horror at the screen.

Apparently, Dad had left a rented movie in the VCR.

What the hell? Did he rent the wrong one or something?

For a moment, I glanced at my guest, unsure of his reaction.

Renji was staring abashedly at the screen, transfixed by the two males featured.

In my horror, I caught the site of an empty movie box sitting innocently on the table, its label clearly stating

MEGA XXX GAY FUN!!

How the fuck could Dad mistake this?

Too worried about the current situation with the Soul Reaper, I didn't have time to think about my horribly screwed up father.

"Maybe you should leave," I suggested firmly, trying to ignore my growing arousal.

"But I'm waiting for Rukia," he stated, glancing back at the TV.

"But you need to leave," I persisted, feeling slightly red in the face.

"Why?" he commented with the smallest hint of a grin, "So you can jack off to this?"

Without thinking, I dove for the remote still clutched in his hand. Instead, I landed on top of him, forcing him to sink into the couch.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he bellowed, trying to push me off of him, "Get off!!"

"Give me that remote!" I shouted with greater intensity, grabbing his wrists and pinning them above his head. Holding both wrists with one hand, I snatched the remote with the other.

With triumph, I clicked off the TV, the room filling with silence.

Suddenly, Renji managed to push me off the couch, my head coming painfully into contact with the floor.

"Kurosaki, don't EVER do that to me again!" he demanded.

I could've sworn I just heard his voice falter. That's weird. Something's definitely wrong with him.

"Renji?" I asked, the smallest hint of concern lost in my curiousity. A little dazed, I stood up, not bothering to sit next to the obviously angry Soul Reaper.

"What?" he growled menacingly, getting to his feet.

Feeling very cautious about his temper, I held my tongue.

"Come on. What is it, Kurosaki?" he challenged, the threat clear in his voice.

Without hesitation, I took his challenge, shouting back with greater force,

"Get out!"

"Why do you insist on staying here when clearly you have no reason to?!" I spat, glaring

He returned the evil look before rushing forward to attack me.

I should be frightened, so why am I so aroused by the situation?

My thoughts distracting me, I wasn't fully aware of my surroundings until Renji had me up against the wall.

I groaned at the contact and fought back, desperate to get as far away from the Soul Reaper to avoid further arousal.

"What's the matter, Kurosaki?" he snarled, his voice jolting through me.

"Get off me!" I demanded, struggling against him as he pressed himself to me, dangerously lodging a knee between my legs.

I bit my lip but a small whimper escaped, making Renji nudge his knee further up my thighs.

"Aren't you enjoying this, Kurosaki?" he asked cruelly, running a tongue over the rim of my ear.

"You sick bastard!" I exclaimed as he bit my earlobe, pain mixing wonderfully with pleasure, "Get off!"

"Quit repeating yourself, Kurosaki," he whispered in my ear, making me wince in excitement.

"Stop it, Renji," I stated seriously, attempting to push him off once again.

"Stop what?" he asked almost innocently. I cringed.

"Fulfilling your desires?" Renji continued, his tone instantly changing back to icy taunting.

At that statement, I moved my leg to kick him, but in quick reflex, he caught my limb, holding it in place wrapped around his thigh. I growled in protest and tried to wiggle my leg free; his grip tightened intensely, pulling himself closer in the process.

"GET OFF!!" I repeated loudly.

"Why, Ichigo, are you angry...or aroused?" he said, smirking, "It's hard to tell with you."

I fought back more forcefully, but to no avail; he still overpowered me.

I didn't know what I was feeling anymore: the adrenaline from the struggle or the familiar sensation of an unwanted erection springing to life.

Please don't let him notice. Please don't let him notice.

That was the silent plea that shot through my mind ceaselessly as Renji explored my ear thoroughly with his tongue.

A faint chuckle was heard as the Soul Reaper felt my growing arousal push against him.

"What's this?" he hissed sensually as his hand crept over my denim-covered arousal, I flinched at his touch.

"I knew you'd like this," he said as his fingers unbuckled my belt, "Kon told me you would."

"Kon?!" I exclaimed, shocked.

"That's right," he said, now unzipping my jeans, "He tells me you say things in your sleep."

"What kinds of things?" I asked, struggling to keep control of coherent thought as Renji's fingers found their way past the waistband of my boxers.

"He says you call out my name," the Soul Reaper answered before roughly grabbing the base of my shaft.

My eyes flashed open as his hand begand to pump steadily.

"That little fu-" I started but was soon cut off by Renji's tongue invading my mouth.

In defiance, I bit down harshly, effectively trapping his tongue between my teeth.

His growl vibrated through me and he jerked back, ripping his tongue from my mouth.

The familiar taste of blood flooded my mouth. A light smirk crossed his lips as Renji swore and I automatically swallowed his blood, a rough metallic taste lingering as it trickled down my throat.

Upon seeing my sneer, the redhead clenched his hand, tightly squeezing my manhood and it was my turn to utter a swear.

He released my leg that was around his thigh, but his weight kept me against the wall as he pumped me harder, his nails digging into my skin slightly.

My spine arched, our chests coming into close contact as the Soul Reaper stroked he tip with his thumb.

Violently, he thrust me into the wall but his hand continued to work their magic.

Sooner than normal, the feeling of orgasm shot through me, my eyes fluttering shut. I began to take short jagged breaths, my lungs trying to get enough oxygen to my pulsating cock.

My hips rocked back and forth in timing with his pumps as I strained to reach my climax.

"That's right, Kurosaki," Renji whispered harshly, "Come for me."

His words pushed me over the edge.

I came in hot spurts into his hand, my body screaming to release more of my seed.

With a final jerk of my hips, my last stream shot from my manhood. I leaned against the redhead, breathing heavily, as he withdrew his hand from my boxers.

As my breath slowly returned to normal, an odd sound caught my attention. I glanced up, noticing that Renji had his fingers in his mouth, apparently cleaning them.

Filled with a sudden urge, I pulled his hand away and pressed my lips to his.

He seemed surprised by my sudden attack and did nothing as I frantically searched his mouth. I could taste my seed that remained on his tongue and craved it. I withdrew from his mouth and brought his sticky hand to my lips.

A sly grin crawled across his face as we watched me devour my mess, thoroughly licking each of his fingers. As I felt his eyes upon me, I felt strangely compelled to suck on his digits.

Slowly, he began to move them around, tickling the roof of my mouth.

Unexpectedly, a low groan was issued from my throat, catching both of us by surprise.

Back and forth he began to firmly finger my mouth, his digits encircling my tongue.

Another moan escaped from me and a chuckle was heard from the Soul Reaper.

Quickly, he removed his fingers from my mouth and pulled me into a harsh kiss. Nearly melting because of his actions, I fell against him again.

"Don't be so clingy, Kurosaki," he stated coldly after he broke our violent lip-lock, appearing disgusted. I snarled in disagreement before trying to push him away.

With some anger, the redhead grabbed my hands, pinning them above my head once again.

Renji abruptly kicked my shins, forcing me to my knees.

"Damn," I cursed quietly to the throbbing pain in my legs.

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Sorry for cutting off the story....again.....but the internet is being mean and it could die at any moment, so I wanted to get this part of the story done before bad things happened.
More to come in the next few days I swear! I'll write more during boring downtime. T_T