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Title: Touch My Heart
Story: 1
Part: 3
Characters: Renji, Kenpachi
Fandom: Bleach
Word Count: 1,373
AN: And another chapter up and ready to read. I’m off to work on things and all that good stuff. *yawns*
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Sitting in his bedroom once more, Renji had to smile as he basked in the warmth of the sun that streamed in through his window and over his mostly nude body. He wore an almost sheer sleeping kimono due to the warm nights that the Soul Society was experiencing, but it also let him enjoy the sun as it hit his body.
Slowly stretching his body with a groan, he shifted his head and stroked over the newest marks that wrapped around his thigh. He had gained another aspect of his shikai in the last week since he had visited with Kenpachi. The man had let him actually have some time to think about his offer and settle into a much better position for him as a second wave leader.
Flipping over onto his stomach, he sighed softly before standing up and calling a butterfly to him, sending off a message to Kenpachi for a private meeting between them. As he was pulling his hair into a braid after a quick shower, he heard the soft flap of wings, prompting him to turn to the window and greet the butterfly with an upturned finger. Listening to the message, he flushed at the growled promise of what would happen after their meeting.
Going about the rest of his day, Renji made sure that he did not think about the upcoming meeting with his taicho. He knew what he was getting into, having heard rumors about the lover’s that Kenpachi had taken on over the years. They always needed that release that he offered but rarely were they his only partner. Kenpachi also had this uncanny ability to know when his partners needed to see him.
After a short nap, Renji packed the bag that he had been instructed to pack and grabbed Zabimaru before silently leaving his rooms. At the moment there was no one out on the streets, most everyone in their own barracks or with their own partners for the night as was the usual happenings. Blushing at the thought of what he was about to do, he walked up to the back door of Kenpachi’s small home that sat near the main area where the offices were, unsurprised when the large man opened the door.
“Get on in. Yachiru’s in bed already so we won’t be disturbed,” the large male stated as he stood aside. Renji nodded and stepped inside, Kenpachi pointing to his room, telling him to go there. Laying his bad down in a corner with his zanpakuto, he looked up when his taicho walked in with a tray of tea along with a thick binder of paper.
“Take a seat, Abarai. We need to talk before we actually do anything,” Kenpachi drawled, sitting at the head of his futon.
Renji nodded and perched on the edge of the low futon, accepting the tea cup that was handed to him. “We need to talk rules and the such right?” he asked, Kenpachi nodding. He had to admit that the male before him was smart, even if it wasn’t in a usual way.
“Exactly,” Kenpachi said, tasting his tea as he sat back against the wall. “I’m sure that you’ve heard about the fact that I don’t just have one sexual partner at any one time,” he continued. Renji nodded his head in agreement. “That’s mostly because I haven’t found anyone worth me focusing my attention on just them.”
“I can actually understand that,” Renji hummed, taking the papers that Kenpachi handed him, looking down at them. “The rules, taicho?”
“When it’s just us, it’s just Kenpachi,” was the grunted reply, making Renji duck his head and nod.
“Yes...Kenpachi,” Renji replied, testing the other male’s name on his tongue. Looking up through his lashes, he took in the pleased look on Kenpachi’s face before turning to the pages before him, starting to read and absorb them. “No clinging or demanding more time than needed?” he asked, raising his eyebrow as he looked up from the pages with an amused expression on his face.
“There have a few before that became extremely clingy to me,” Kenpachi grunted. “always thinkin’ that they had some sort of right to call me ‘theirs’ just because I would fuck ‘em into whatever surface was available.”
Renji flushed and turned back to the papers, very carefully reading over the papers so that he knew just what he was getting into. While he did that, Kenpachi took the time to really look him over. He wasn’t beautiful but handsome didn’t quite do him justice. With a strong jaw and almond shaped eyes, he was all male, but the full lashes that surrounded his eyes and the soft, full lips that were quick to smile softened it into something pretty.
HIs black eye looked up to the red hair that was still braided and falling over one shoulder. Kenpachi knew how it looked loose, how it looked in a tight braid and how it looked in its usual ridiculous ponytail, but rarely did he see how it looked until then in such a loose braid. It looked good on the kid.
Renji shifted and stretched his legs out before him, crossing them at the ankles. “Again the rumors are true that you are rarely fucking just one person at any one time,” he mused.
“Yep. And if you’re curious, there’s only two others at the moment,” Kenpachi said. “They don’t need me often though.”
“Getting better or just fucking elsewhere?” Renji drawled, Kenpachi leering at him.
“Looking at real relationships,” was the answer. Renji hummed and flipped to the last page, reading about how relationships were handled.
“So, we can fuck as long as my partner knows and understands that this about relaxing, releasing the tension,” Renji summarized, taking the dipped brush and signing his name, watching as the larger man cleaned it before tossing it into a cubby hole and hiding it again with a flip of his wrist. “I doubt that that little bit of fun happens often.”
Kenpachi grunted. “You’d be right,” he replied. “Not many lovers are willing to share their partners with another, especially when they prefer to bottom. Now, I need you a do something for me. Go into that bathroom and, using the products supplied, clean yourself. From now on, when you come over to see me, those are yours.”
“Yes, Kenpachi,” Renji hummed as he stood up from the futon. Grabbing his bag, he missed the fact that Kenpachi was watching him walk, hips twitching back and forth very slightly.
Stepping into the bathroom, he closed the door behind him as Kenpachi got up and left the bedroom for another bathroom. Renji set his bag down onto the counter and worked the bath controls until the water was the hotness that he wanted and was filling the large bath. Looking to the supplies, he was surprised by the fact that it was all high quality and very close to his own choice of scented body wash and hair supplies. Flipping off the water, he slid into the half full tub with a hiss as his muscles relaxed into the heat. Humming, he started to scoop water up and over his body, running his hands over each part and wetting himself down.
He was releasing his braid when the door opened, Kenpachi resting his shoulder against the doorframe, his own hair loose down his back. Renji flicked his eyes to the other before he kept on with what he was doing, using a small bath bucket to wet his hair down, turning it into an almost dried blood color.
Kenpachi watched as his new partner washed, taking his time to get every inch of his body cleaned. Renji even perched on the edge of the tub, showing the other man the new markings on his thighs as he cleaned off his legs. Once he had cleaned every inch he could, he emptied the bathwater and dried off, pulling on a fresh sleeping kimono before he brushed out his hair to leave it loose down his own back.
Turning to Kenpachi, he took the offered hand and followed after the other man, blood singing in anticipation as to what was to come.
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