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Title: A Vizards Love

Fandom: Bleach

Chapter: 4

Story: 1

Characters: Renji, Shuuhei

Word Count: 2,227

AN: Ooh, smut. Yay!

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It had been a very long afternoon, but it had ended up being well worth all of their trouble seeing as Shuuhei had learned just what Yumichika and Ikkkau was doing in regards to Kira, watching him to make sure that he wasn’t used by anyone, especially by anyone that attracted him. It was soothing to the two lovers and their worry that their still somewhat vulnerable friend would be used by someone who just wanted to get a fuck. Renji had arrived back at their home before Shuuhei and had started lunch for him, heating the soup and sandwiches. Ichigo had eaten, taken a shower and was once more crashed out in the bed once more, wearing a fresh sleeping kimono.
Renji had washed the dishes while Shuuhei had cleaned up the leftover mess from the night before, putting away everything. Once that was done, the two flopped back onto their couch with groans, Shuuhei reaching over and pulling Renji over so that he could rub at his shoulders with a smile, brushing his lips over his neck. “Thanks for making lunch,” he hummed, getting a smile from the slightly younger male as he nodded.
“It wasn’t to much of a trouble,” Renji hummed in return, basking in the rubbing hands, feeling the healing kido work its way into his muscles. “It was just soup and sandwiches after all,” he continued, smiling when he felt Shuuhei press a kiss to his temple.
“Yeah, but I know you. You hate having to make something as banal as soup and sandwiches,” Shuuhei teased, Renji rolling his eyes and huffing with some amusement. “Unless of course you’re making everything from scratch.”
“It was made from scratch. It was some of that soup that we froze last week,” Renji huffed, getting an amused look from Shuuhei as he shifted to rest against his chest with a pleased hum. “And the bread was some of that bread that you made a couple of days ago. It’s not exactly all that good to use for sandwiches but if you cut it just right it holds up well enough to be used for toasted sandwiches,” he continued, Shuuhei chuckling into his neck, having buried his nose into the crook between neck and shoulder.
“We need to get better bread recipes or find a bakery we like for small loafs,” Shuuhei huffed, smiling against Renji’s skin as his hands started to wander. The red head just wiggled and hummed as one hand started to wander up his leg, teasing over the skin there.
Flipping around, Renji smirked at Shuuhei as he shifted to kneel over his thighs, running one hand up the center of his chest. “You are being rather forward today,” he drawled, smirking as Shuuhei shifted and shrugged with a smirk.
“I can’t help it that I like it when you’re in something so pretty,” Shuuhei teased, getting poked in the stomach by the other man. “What? It’s true,” he chuckled, Renji rolling his eyes and shifting so that he could sit on the older males groin and wiggle in just the right way. Shuuhei groaned and clamped his hands onto wiggling hips as his blood rushed south, making him grunt as he hardened under his partners knowing movements. “You are a bloody tease.”
Renji chuckled and rolled his hips in return. “Yes, I can be. It’s been a while since we’ve taken anyone else to bed, lover mine,” he mused, sliding his hands up Shuuhei’s chest before sliding them back down to part his day kimono. “I think being taichos is making us responsible,” he hummed, getting chuckles from the other man.
“I think it’s possible,” Shuuhei said.
He watched Renji with dark eyes, enjoying the way that his partner was taking charge. He had a feeling that the other would be taking it but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t be in charge of this encounter. With their relationship, they went back and forth on who played bottom or who controlled the encounters, creating a balance in their sexual lives that tended to spread out to the rest of their lives.
“Man, I remember the first time I got you into bed,” Shuuhei chuckled, smirking and shaking his head. “You were damn near innocent. Not a virgin, but still innocent in so many things.”
“You turned me into a frickin’ pervert within three rounds between the two of us,” Renji huffed, flushing. He had had sex before he had gotten with Shuuhei, and kind of on the often side. But he hadn’t really been with men quite as often as he had been with women, the males that he had taken to bed no where near as good as Shuuhei had turned out to be. He had discovered just how good it could be with a lover, and just how it was even better with a lover who knew what the fuck they were doing.
After that, Renji had been hooked and come back time and time again, Shuuhei teaching him all about sex and the various types of sex. From hand jobs and blow jobs to fucking and making love. It had been a good few centuries for both of them but that still didn’t mean that they weren’t interested in bringing in a third for good.
But for the moment, Renji was sliding his hands over Shuuhei’s skin, teasing his fingers over hard nipples until they were sensitive to any touch, the redhead knowing just how to play with them to get the best response from his lover. Gently rolling them between his fingers, he smirked as Shuuhei groaned, flopping back onto the bed, pressing up into his knowing, teasing fingers.
“Fuck, Renji,” Shuuhei grunted, shuddering as his lover continued to tease and play. Renji alternated between rubbing, rolling and scraping his nails over the hard peaks, drawing as much pleasure as he could before he moved his hands down lower, stroking over soft, scarred skin. He traced the occasional scar, remembering where each one had been received and how it had been received.
Renji paused, as he did every time they came together, and traced one long scar that curled around his hip, remembering that he had gotten it during the hollow attack that Aizen had created during the end of their academy days. He regretted having put his lover in that position but Shuuhei just smiled and caught his hand, kissing his finger tips each and every time, which he did once more.
“Stop thinking. I’m hot and horny now that you’ve gone and worked me up,” Shuuhei teased, hands coming down to cup his ass, squeezing the muscles with a leer at his partner.
“Oh, so stop thinkin’ huh?” Renji purred, rolling his hips once more, eyes flaring in pleasure at the feeling of the hard prick under his ass. “Well, I suppose I should do something with this instead huh?” he asked, Shuuhei growling as his hands moved once more to sit on Renji’s hips, squeezing them.
“You should cause we do want to have time to actually clean up before I have to make dinner,” Shuuhei teased, getting a light chuckle from the other as he stood up, tugging his day kimono off and letting it fall along with his underclothes. Once nude, Renji hunted down the bottle of lube that had been shoved under one cushion the night before, Shuuhei pulling off his own day kimono before laying back on the couch once more. “Come here, red, and let me have the satisfaction of being in you once more,” he purred, watching a flush creep slowly over Renji’s skin.
“Pervert, I swear,” Renji huffed as he slid back onto Shuuhei’s lap, popping open the tube. “Just wait until we’re completely alone. I’m going to tease you until you’re begging for it loudly,” he promised, Shuuhei smirked as he slicked his hand after Renji had slicked his fingers.
Watching the other reach back behind him, Shuuhei tilted his head so that he could watch long fingers slid into a tight body, spreading the muscles with every twitch of his fingers, opening himself up. Humming as he used his own hand to slick his cock, he watched his lover make sure that he was completely stretched and opened for what was to come, making him hum in delight.
“Almost ready?” he asked, raising an eyebrow with a smirk, wiggling on his lover’s lap with a smirk.
“I’ve been ready, you giant tease,” Shuuhei grumped, shaking his head as he finished slicking himself, ready for his lover to slid down over him. “You just want to make me hard and beg for it.”
“Always,” Renji moaned, twitching as his fingers slid over the bundle of nerves that always seemed to make him groan. Shifting so that he could curl his fingers around the base of Shuuhei’s prick, using his amazing amounts of flexibility to his advantage, he pressed the tip to his stretched entrance before sliding down.
The couple moaned as Renji slid down, taking Shuuhei into his body with a groan of pleasure, eyes closed and head tipped back. The prone male grunted and reached up, tugging his lover’s hair free from the ponytail to allow it to spill down over his shoulders before rocking his hips to test just how ready his lover was. Smirking at the growl of ‘move it or lose it’, he pulled back as Renji lifted up, the two coming back together with loud groans.
They moved in time with each other, Renji rising and falling with his lover lifting his hips up to meet him with each thrust upwards. The redhead groaned and shivered over his lover, loving the large hands that were gripping his hips and helping him to move over his partner. He shuddered each time the hard length buried in him stroked over his sweet spot, driving him closer to his climax, both of the men working to get to that end, knowing that their time was short.
Shuuhei pried his hand from Renji’s hip and curled his hand around the hard prick that was teasing him, stroking in time with their movements, grunting when the body around him tightened and caressed his cock. Rocking up hard, he groaned when his lover scratched one hand down the other’s shoulders while the other clung to the back of the couch and came over the moving hand.. Shuuhei growled and was able to thrust twice more before he came, shuddering as he felt the slick combination of lube and come slide down over his slowly softening cock.
Renji groaned as he stood up, pouting at the empty feeling once more before he stretched, ignoring the mess that was slowly sliding down his leg with a huff. “Damn it all, now I need to fuckin’ well take another shower,” he grumped while Shuuhei chuckled, still laying on the couch. His body was covered in come and sweat that was cooling, making the both of them a sticky mess but he was still buzzing from the afterglow, so it wasn’t bothering him all that much at the moment.
“Ah, you know you loved it,” Shuuhei chuckled, stretching his own body with a smirk, making Renji roll his eyes with an amused look on his face. Renji chuckled and leant over him to press a kiss to his lips, eyes sparkling.
“Yeah, yeah. But you’re the one who gets to clean up any mess we left and flip the cushions,” he drawled, grabbing his kimono and heading for the bathroom to wash off the evidence of their activities. Shuuhei chuckled and followed after him, hauling his body up and off of the couch.
Shuuhei made sure that he checked on Ichigo, that they hadn’t disturbed him with their noises. Ichigo was sprawled out on his stomach, blankets wrapped around his body and shoulders with hair falling over his face. Chuckling, the tattooed male moved the hair that it looked as if his friend was trying to eat before picking up a few napkins that Ichigo had used with lunch and the dishes that he hadn’t gotten to earlier. All the while, holding his kimono around his waist just in case Ichigo woke up.
Once the dishes had been put into the kitchen and Renji came back out, Shuuhei grabbed a new kimono, finding that some of the mess of their sexual escapades had gotten onto the fabric of the one in his hand. He soon was showered to before he joined Renji on the bed, Ichigo having shifted to use his chest as a pillow, the red head giving him an affectionate smile as he settled in for a short nap.
“We’re lucky that he’s so used to sleeping in the same bed as us during a hangover,” Shuuhei snorted, talking about how the two often took a nap with the younger male when they got together for a night drinking.

Humming in agreement, Renji shifted and pulled Ichigo closer so that he could shift onto his side and hold the younger male close, Shuuhei pressing up against his side. “Alarm set?” he asked, Shuuhei setting said alarm before nodding his head. “Good. You’re making dinner.”
“I know,” Shuuhei chuckled.
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