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Title: Touch My Heart
Fandom: Bleach
Story: 1
Part: 7
Pairing: Kenpachi/Renji
Word count: 1,460
AN: And we come to another chapter. :3 Enjoy it. I am going to go do laundry.
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“Kenpachi.” The name was chuckled in a voice that Byakuya knew very well, in a tone that he had heard every day for the last six months in his bedroom and in private. It was full of feeling and amusement, and the following chuckle was also one that he knew so well. Byakuya stopped in the middle of the street, having been on the way back to his office after a lackluster lunch at the mansion.
He had received a letter from Renji, telling him that he would be at the office, but that he had also discovered the truth about his so called lunches and meetings, about his side fucks with Kenpachi. The letter had stated that the relationship had ended the moment that it had been betrayed by the lies from him, which had been just over two months before.
Byakuya had found himself suddenly in a bad position in concerns to what Renji would do, knowing that his fukutaicho was unpredictable at the best of times.
“Do you really think that we should be doing this?” the words came from the alleyway and were low, lusty. The following rumble of words was muffled, but still Byakuya knew that they were an argument for what was to come. Swallowing heavily, he steeled his back and continued forward, hiding his power so that he could see what was going on.
Looking around the corner, gray eyes widened, his heart thumping as he took in the sight before him. Renji had been pushed up against the smooth wall of the alleyway, his head tipped back and eyes closed as Kenpachi used a hand to part the red head’s day kimono. Renji was moaning slightly, holding tightly to the Eleventh divisions taicho’s haori, raising his leg as the hand parting his kimono also ran over the back of his thigh.
Kenpachi hand pressed his face against his partner’s neck and was quite obviously teasing a bit of skin. The berserker groaned when Renji ran his own hand up his shoulder and neck before tugging on loose spikes, Byakuya watching the hand with avid eyes. “Careful, red. Keep doin’ that and I may just fuck ya,” came the rumbled, amused, warning.
Renji chuckled and tugged on the locks again, Byakuya’s eyes widening at the teasing look on his face. “But isn’t that why we’re here? So you can fuck me?” he asked in return.
Kenpachi leered down at him and used his hands to scoop Renji up, pushing him fully against the wall, feeling his long legs come around his waist. “True. But I do enjoy making you beg until we both lose all control,” he growled. Byakuya shivered where he was standing, biting at his bottom lip, entranced by the pure passion between the two men.
“Wasn’t that why Unohana-taicho gave you that look and a list of lubes that are designed for rougher sex?” Renji purred, rubbing at Kenpachi’s bottom lip with one finger. Red-brown eyes darkened as his lover caught the finger with sharp teeth, being careful not to actually break the skin. “So, what are you going to do now?” he asked.
Byakuya’s eyes widened at the look on Renji’s face, having never seen it before, not once in their six months of being together. It was playful and aroused all mixed together with an underlying of pure trust and delight. It shot lust through him but a thread of pain snaked through him, knowing that he had never been open enough to receive such a look.
“I think I’m gonna fuck you up against this wall, take you home so you can shower, and then we both shall go back to work for the day,” Kenpachi stated, rolling his hips against Renji’s. Byakuya bit at his lip once more, stopping a moan from escaping from him as the red head tossed his head back and panted his lust and need.
He was memorized as Kenpachi licked his way up from Renji’s collarbone up to his mouth, the two men coming together in a lust, needy kiss. Byakuya couldn’t help but admire the way that the two men looked together, bodies rubbing against each other and working towards something more. Hands danced under clothing as they broke apart to pan for a moment before they came back together. Renji’s kimono obi came off, letting the fabric hang loose around him as Kenpachi hitched him up a bit more.
Biting at his now abused lip again, Byakuya shuddered when Renji brought Kenpachi’s hand to his mouth, trailing his tongue over the long, sword roughened fingers. The redhead worked his tongue along the fingers, wetting them down with a delighted expression, even as he took them into his mouth. Kenpachi grunted as the slightly younger male sucked on his fingers, eyes half lidded and completely focused on the full lips.
Pulling them free, Kenpachi shifted so that he could move his hand around to his partner’s ass and rub them over the ring of muscles, leering as they easily gave way under the questing digits. “Still nice and open for me, huh?” he asked, working the first finger in, sliding it out and making Renji gasp and groan.
“Had a few minutes before you started to chase me,” Renji panted, smirking at the growl. Byakuya shivered at the image now dancing in his head.
“And you didn’t let me watch you?” Kenpachi growled, pushing a second finger into the body before him. Byakuya pressed tight against the wall he was hiding behind, feeling at turns guilty and aroused as he continued to watch the two men in an obviously very intimate moment.
His eyes widened as Renji gasped lowly, his hands clenched at Kenpachi’s shoulders and his eyes fluttered closed. Kenpachi smirked as he obviously sank into the willing body, connecting them tightly. Shuddering hard himself, the noble swallowed as he listened to the pleasured moans and watched as they started to move as one.
To Byakuya’s eyes, it was as if they had never parted, each rock inwards by Kenpachi matched by a long roll of slim hips, bringing them together. His body thrummed with lust and wonder as he stepped quietly away from the scene, Renji biting down on Kenpachi’s shoulder to muffle his cries of pleasure.
Once he deemed it far enough away from the couple, Byakuya shunpo’d away from the alley way and headed towards his home, stepping into his bedroom through his personal garden. Dismissing the servant who was working on cleaning his room, he took a hot shower, taking care of the lust quickly before feeling guilty for having spied upon the two men. Drying and dressing, he was soon on his way to the office, finding that Renji hadn’t arrived there yet.
Sitting at his desk, Byakuya started to work on the paperwork that waited for him, burying himself in the work to forget the niggling guilt that sat in his mind. It wasn’t very long before his fukutaicho walked in, clad in a fresh uniform with a note from Unohana-taicho with his excuse for the day before, and his hair in a braid that draped down his back. Renji was nothing more than a polite fukutaicho, acting like he was expected to daily.
Byakuya slowly felt his guilt wither away at the cool regard from his now ex-partner as the man sat at his own desk and started on his own pile of work. Watching him, he took in the subtle changes that had seemingly appeared in every way. Renji glowed with happiness that only the well fucked had, something that he expected from earlier, but there was something more. There was a subtle happiness under that though.
Renji was content with his life and the newest turn in it, including the part that he had left one relationship for one of convenience. Or so it seemed to Byakuya.
Pausing at a thought that Renji had been in a relationship that was all about fucking with Kenpachi for nearly ten years before hand, Byakuya narrowed his eyes at the piece of paper before him before shoving the thought away. He highly doubted that Renji would talk to him, the status of his relationship always something that he stayed quiet about for the most part.
No, he would need to go to Kenpachi and talk with him to find out what was really going on. Byakuya also wanted to know what those two were thinking when they had fucked in the alleyway where anyone could have watched them and where he had watched.
He would do that later, after he had finished with his paperwork and Renji had headed to his own home. He would be getting his information one way or another.
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