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Still So Much to
Learn…
by gogo-chan
Characters: Kuchiki
Byakuya x Shiba Kaien
Rating: R
Warnings: limes,
language, yaoi/ slash (guy x guy), and sexual
situations
Summary: Byakuya
wishes to thank Kaien for training Rukia. Kaien insists he is the one
who should be doing the thanking.
The servant arranged the tea service for two on the low
table. Silence from her master meant that everything was to his liking. She
bowed stiffly and departed silently.
Kuchiki Byakuya felt his guest approaching long before actually hearing him. He
didn’t look up until the other man flopped down with a causal grace, seating
himself on the other side of the small tea table.
Byakuya’s face remained expressionless as he caught the other man’s blue-green
eyes. He began methodically pouring tea, his hands so accustomed to the ritual
that he could have done it in his sleep.
“I am pleased you could join me, Shiba fukutaichou.…” the Kuchiki heir said in his deep, velvety
monotone.
The other man rolled his eyes and let his mouth widen into a grin. “I’m pleased
that you asked, Byakuya.…”
He accepted a cup of tea as the noble regarded him with one arched eyebrow.
“C’mon… When have we ever been so formal?” The spiky-haired man chuckled. It
had been years since he’d been able to tease the icy noble in such a manner.
“Time has passed. Things have changed between us, Shiba,”
the Kuchiki responded before pursing his lips into a thin, straight line.
Kaien made a clicking sound with his tongue. Typical
Byakuya… One would think that he was the elder of the two. “Some things never
change,” he retorted, looking the younger man straight in the eye.
Byakuya met his gaze but was the first to break eye contact. “I…wish to...thank
you for training Rukia,” he said. “I know that you
have been making a special effort to work with her and improve her combat
skills.” Byakuya spoke more to his teacup than he did to his guest.
“Sure…” Kaien said, his grin widening into a full-on
smile. “She’s a good kid, Byakuya. She’ll be an excellent shinigami once she
trusts her own skills.”
“Plus…” the Shiba’s voice was thick with mischief.
“It’s the least I can do for you, 'Kuya…”
Byakuya’s eyes widened, though his face remained impassive.
“Yes...” Kaien leaned forward on the on the table. His
warm smile twisted into a rakish grin. “It’s the least I can do to thank you
for the all the special training you’ve given me. I was your senpai, and quite the prodigy, and yet…you showed me that I
still had much to learn….”
Had Kuchiki Byakuya been any other man, he surely would have been blushing at
this point.
“Do you remember, how thorough you were in your
lessons? And how hard I tried to please you?” Kaien
asked. He tilted his head in faux-expectancy, as though the other man would
really answer this line of questioning.
Byakuya said nothing, though Kaien could see that the
younger man was struggling to maintain his perfect composure. Only someone who
knew the reserved noble intimately would have recognized the minute signs of
his perturbation.
Kaien sat forward on his knees, bringing his face
less than a foot away from Byakuya’s. Warm, liquid eyes looked straight into
hard, icy granite. “I remember how patient you were with me.… You were a very
good instructor…. Though I expected nothing less from the
great Kuchiki heir.”
Kaien’s sea-green eyes twinkled. He placed his teacup
on the far side of the table and shoved the tea service out of his way, never
once breaking eye contact. “I also remember how the more I learned, and the
more we practiced, the more impatient you’d
become….”
His full lips were now only inches from Byakuya’s.
His eyelids began to droop as his gaze shifted to the noble’s delicate mouth.
“I’ve improved so much since then, Byakuya-sama.…”
the Shiba clansman’s voice was low and insinuating.
The moment the pale lips parted in a silent gasp, Kaien
sprang over the table, tackling the smaller man in one swift move.
Byakuya’s willowy frame hit the floor with a thud, his teacup rolling out of
his hand as Kaien straddled his waist and pinned his
long arms to the ground.
Before the noble could register anything other than surprise, Kaien swooped down and covered his mouth in an aggressive
kiss, sighing in contentment when he felt the other man begin to yield. Tongues
that hadn’t tasted each other in decades met tentatively as the men became
intimately reacquainted.
Kaien loosened his grip on Byakuya’s arms in order to
thread one hand through the soft raven hair.
Byakuya tensed his shoulders and clenched his fists. Things had changed, and
this was wrong on so many levels… They were no longer youthful playmates or
horny young shinigami. They were grown men—married men—in positions of
leadership and authority. The Kuchiki heir had distanced himself more and more
as he rose in rank and status. To be the head of the true first of the four
great noble houses was to be without peers…and without extraneous lovers.
Still…the head of the Shiba clan had never been far
from his mind and there was no one else that Byakuya would entrust with his
adopted sister’s safety.
Elegant hands found their way to Kaien’s taut waist. Kaien wondered for a moment if Byakuya might try to throw
him off. He deepened the kiss and lightly caressed the soft hair at the base of
the noble's elegant neck. Strong fingers clenched the Shiba’s
sides in apparent indecision, but then moved to languidly stroke his broad,
muscular back.
The weight of the heavier man against his chest forced Byakuya to break the
kiss.
“Kaien…” he gasped, his smooth voice reduced to nothing
more than a strained whisper.
“Look at that….” replied the rogue Shiba softly, “You
remember how to say my given name after all….”
He braced his arms on either side of Byakuya’s head, burning the image of the
'true first’s' swollen, parted lips and half-lidded eyes into his memory. He
scooted his hips back a few inches, instantly rewarded by the telltale
twitching of Byakuya’s semi-erect member.
“That’s more like it,” Kaien thought, lowering
himself for another kiss.
The Kuchiki slipped one hand in between them and pushed against Kaien’s mouth in protest.
“Don’t…” he said with as much force as he could muster.
Kaien grabbed the hand and pulled two long, slender
fingers into his mouth. He sucked wantonly, pulling them deeper into his
throat, and teasing in between them with his tongue.
Byakuya’s platinum eyes rolled back into his head. This time, he covered his
own mouth in an effort to conceal a throaty moan.
“I want to…” Kaien murmured as he scraped his teeth
against the sensitive pads of the noble’s flawless fingers.
Byakuya wrenched his hand away from Kaien’s sinful
tongue. “No…” he said, trying his best to feign indifference, “This cannot
continue.” He looked away, unnerved by the passion in the other’s eyes. “We
have…commitments…. I will not dishonor my wife nor shame myself and the Kuchiki
name by giving in to base needs and vulgar urges.”
“I mean no disrespect to Hisana-san,” Kaien answered quietly, “But you’re not married anymore,
and you can’t honestly tell me that a large part of you doesn’t want this.” His
voice dropped in volume with each word. “I know you want this, Byakuya.… I can feel it in your body.… I can hear it in your
voice…. And I can see it in your cold, lonely eyes....”
Byakuya narrowed those eyes and gripped Kaien’s
chiseled shoulders as if to push the larger man away. Kaien
responded by leaning into the steely grip and rocking his pelvis back and
forth. Two sets of eyes—one warm, one cold—began to glaze over as both arousals
swelled and stiffened from the rough, graceless friction.
“But what of…Miyako?”
Byakuya protested. “What of your wife?”
“But what of you and I?” Kaien
responded, bracing himself on one arm to slowly pull the heirloom ginpaku kazahana no uzuginu away from Byakuya’s neck. This brash Shiba clansman was probably the only person who could touch
the precious scarf and get away with it.
“I love Miyako, just as you loved Hisana,”
he continued. “But long before they came into our lives…. You were mine.…” He
tossed the silk scarf out of their way and caressed the noble’s long, supple
neck.
Byakuya’s iron grip on his shoulders remained firm. The Kuchiki scion looked
straight into those sea-green eyes. “Do not forget, Shiba…that
long before I let you claim me…” His low, velvet voice was laced with desire. “You…were…mine….”
“I could never forget…” was all Kaien had time
to say before he was pulled into a fierce, passionate kiss. This time there was
no hesitation; no holding back. Tongues danced in tandem, then battled for
dominance. Fingers roamed over necks and shoulders before threading into
jet-black hair; tugging and twisting as the kiss grew more intense. Teeth
nipped at sensitive ears and chewed on tumid lips. Hips aligned and quickly
found a familiar rhythm, as if their bodies had been apart for two days instead
of 200 years.
The need for air eventually forced them to break the kiss. They gasped for
breath, regarding each other with mutual ardor and awe.
Kaien sat up and trailed two fingers from the hollow
of Byakuya’s throat to the sash at his waist, grinning all the while like the
cat that ate the canary.
“Wait, where’s Rukia?” he
asked suddenly.
“I arranged for her to be away this afternoon,” Byakuya replied calmly, “I did
not want her to be concerned by your presence.”
“Uh huh…” Kaien’s grin twisted into a knowing smirk.
“And where are all the servants? It sure is quiet around here…quieter than
usual, I mean.”
Byakuya sighed. “Several of them are with Rukia,
assisting her with large purchases for her bedroom.”
Kaien burst out laughing. “You really wanted to
ensure our privacy, eh?”
The Kuchiki heir found it unnecessary to dignify that comment with a response.
“I’m not complaining…” the 'lesser noble' said as he yanked the top portion of
Byakuya’s shihakushou out of his hakama,
parting the voluminous material to reveal the 'true first’s' creamy white skin.
“After all these years…” A blunt fingernail grazed over a light pink nipple.
“You’re still unbelievably sexy.” A hot tongue snaked out to toy with the other
rosy nub.
“And you are still…quite reckless,” Byakuya hissed, arching his back in pure
pleasure.
“And you still like it…” Kaien countered, creeping
slowly down the lithe, lean torso, leaving a trail of fevered kisses and nips
in his wake.
“Mmmm,” Sixth division’s powerful taichou
acquiesced with a throaty purr.
The elder man swirled and dipped his talented tongue into the petite belly
button, smiling as the younger man rewarded him with a gasp.
Byakuya lifted himself onto his elbows as his once-and-future lover moved steadily
south. Kaien regarded his regal companion with impish
eyes as he took one end of the white sash in his mouth, pulling until the
perfect bow came undone. He then grasped the loosened hakama
between his teeth and began tugging the dampened material off of Byakuya’s
slender hips. Kaien hovered over the noble’s
throbbing erection, closing his eyes in utter bliss as he inhaled the
intoxicating scent of the other’s arousal.
Kaien could feel Byakuya quivering beneath him. With
an impatient growl, he released the hakama from his
mouth, grasping handfuls of black fabric and pulling impatiently until he’d
freed Byakuya’s straining erection.
The Shiba’s jaw dropped open briefly, before twisting
into a delighted smirk. “When did you stop wearing fundoshi?”
he teased.
“Mmm…back when a certain someone would impatiently
rip each one,” the Kuchiki replied mildly, gifting his senpai
with a rare and rather sly little smile.
Kaien shook his spiky head, his heart beating even
faster as images of their many heated encounters flashed before his lust-glazed
eyes. His attention quickly returned to the pulsing, dripping cock in front of
him.
“Gods, Byakuya…” he groaned, grasping the proud length and eagerly dipping his
tongue into the weeping slit, almost desperate to re-familiarize himself with
the younger man’s unique taste.
“Kaien...” Byakuya moaned, his hips
jerking as his long fingers clenched and unclenched, grasping uselessly at the
floor.
Hearing his name spoken that way caused the last fiber of Kaien’s restraint to snap. Even at the apex of their
long affair, the reticent Kuchiki had rarely moaned so freely or wantonly.
Something inarticulate and primal slipped from Kaien’s
mouth as he devoured the entirety of Byakuya’s long cock, surprised by how easy
it was to suppress his gag reflex to swallow the sensitive tip…even after so
many years.
“Unhh, Kaien…”
Byakuya sat up involuntarily, fisting handfuls of tousled black hair, his chest
heaving, the incredible feeling of hot, wet heat on
his cock almost too much to bare. The cold, apathetic scion had not felt such
pleasure in, well, centuries.
“Mmmhmm?” Kaien replied, his mouth somewhat full at the moment.
Byakuya threw his beautiful head back in a silent scream as the blissful
tremors coursed through the very core of his body. Kaien
yanked the baggy hakama down further so he could
fondle the twin treasures underneath Byakuya’s pulsing arousal. He eased up on
the suction, gliding his lips up and down over the entire length, tracing the
thick vein with his tongue, and lapping at the salty pre-cum that seeped
continuously from the slit.
The head of the Shiba clan was determined to coax
more unfettered moans from the self-possessed Kuchiki. Kaien
had always been dually fascinated and bothered by his lover’s ability to remain
dignified and poised—even in the final throes of orgasmic passion.
Kaien used his teeth to gently scrape at the heated
flesh, removing his lips and tongue, knowing Byakuya would react to the loss of
that wet, sensual heat. He couldn’t help but smile as porcelain fingers tugged
insistently on his hair.
The clever Shiba traced lazy circles with the pad of
his thumb over Byakuya’s sac as he moved a pointed knuckle into place behind
the tightening pouch of skin. He held his lover’s cock with the very the tip of
his lips for a moment more before swiftly engulfing it in one fluid motion. He
pressed his knuckle up and in at the exact instant his throat muscles gripped
the over-stimulated tip.
Byakuya’s head snapped forward, his eyes wide and unseeing as a piercing cry
wrenched itself from his elegant lips. The unusual noise was followed by a low
rumble of displeasure as Kaien painfully squeezed the
base of his cock. He’d wanted to bring Byakuya to the edge, but wasn’t ready to
take him over it just yet.
“Now who’s the impatient one?” the Shiba joked,
admiring how the flush of lust gave his lover’s ivory skin an ethereal glow. Kaien quickly shrugged off his kimono as Byakuya caught his
breath. He reclaimed his position between the Kuchiki’ willowy
legs, eager to divest the man of his wrinkled hakama
once and for all.
Byakuya ran his hands over his senpai’s sinewy
shoulders and down the hard curves of his chest. The years had been kind to Kaien. His face retained its boyish charm, while rigorous
training and active combat sculpted his body to muscular perfection.
Kaien leaned forward, ghosting his lips over
Byakuya’s neck and throat. The pale taichou tilted his head, exposing more of
his sensitive skin.
Byakuya sucked in his breath as Kaien grasped his
aching arousal and bit into the muscle that joined his neck and shoulder. He
arched willingly into the dual claims, but then froze as his icy eyes focused
on something at the far end of the room.
“Stop…” he commanded, though it sounded more like a cough than a word. Kaien pulled away from the slender neck,
though his calloused hand continued to gently stroke his lover’s hard length.
“No!” Kuchiki taichou’s voice was firm. And yet…he couldn’t resist reaching
down to fondle the swollen girth still trapped in Kaien’s
hakama.
“Yes!” Kaien moaned and bucked his hips as his
neglected member pulsed in Byakuya’s hand. He squeezed Byakuya’s length in
response and quickened the pace of his strokes. The Kuchiki heir expertly
teased his lover’s aching member through the coarse material made sticky with
pre-cum.
“Can’t…stop…now…” Kaien panted, leaning
forward to capture the noble’s beautiful lips in a searing kiss.
“…Rukia…” Byakuya hissed just as their lips made
contact.
That got Kaien’s attention.
“Gods!” he exclaimed, whipping around to follow Byakuya’s eyes.
There was no one there.
“Was Rukia here? Did she see us?” Kaien
tried to rub the fog of lust from his eyes.
“No…” Byakuya answered, his deep voice resonating with displeasure as he closed
his white haori primly over his exposed flesh.
“Wait…what?” The elder man had every right to be confused.
“But she is due to return…rather soon…” the noble nodded, indicating the
water-clock by the far wall. “We do not have much time.”
“How much time?” Kaien grunted.
“Fifteen minutes.” Byakuya pursed his lips into a hard line. “Perhaps…”
“That’ll work,” Kaien interrupted, abruptly pushing
the noble back against the floor.
“She will sense your reiatsu…here…with mine….” Byakuya protested.
“So put up a barrier…jus’ like you do when you pleasure yourself, ‘Kuya.” Kaien laughed at the look
of mild horror on the aristocrat’s face.
“This is reckless, Kaien….” The Shiba’s
given name was only a breathy whisper as Byakuya’s hakama
was finally torn away. The noble sat up to remove the rest of his clothing,
refusing to let his haori be stripped from his body in such a manner.
“Baka! You’re wasting time,”
Kaien complained, grabbing the taichou’s white haori
and tossing it aside.
“Impertinent Shiba…” the heir scolded his senpai.
“Kuchiki-hime,” Kaien
retorted as he clasped Byakuya’s waist and jerked the slender hips closer to
his face.
Kaien cupped the supple swell of Byakuya’s ass in
both hands as he licked the man’s cock from root to tip.
Byakuya fell back, catching himself on one elbow as he stared up at his lover
in surprise. “What about…?”
“No time!” Kaien hissed,
his lips, teeth, and tongue already working to gratify each and every solid
inch, paying special attention to that spot just below the super-sensitive tip.
“Kaien….” the noble’s normally placid voice was
husky…gravelly.
“Hush….” the Shiba mumbled, bathing his lover’s
quivering arousal in wet heat before sucking him deep into his throat.
Byakuya threw his head back as Kaien pulled almost
all the way up and then plunged back down to the hilt. Long, raven locks tossed
back and forth as waves of pleasure crashed over the slender shinigami captain.
He finally let his shoulders drop to the floor as he gave in to the rush of
fire burning within his core
Byakuya dug his heels into the meaty muscle of Kaien’s
ass as the spiky-haired brunette bobbed up and down on his cock.
Kaien freed one of hand from Byakuya’s butt and began
stroking the base of his lover’s sleek cock while he tortured the tip with his
lips and tongue. He let his index finger get nice and wet before moving the
calloused pad to tease Byakuya’s tight entrance.
The Kuchki’s breath caught in his throat. He jerked
his hips and wriggled forward, wanting more.
Kaien gave him more, pushing his rough finger into
the tight, puckered entrance.
Byakuya hadn’t felt that sinfully intense friction in so very long. The
frenetic race against time was proving to be a very powerful aphrodisiac as
well.
“Mmmm…ahh…Kaien….” he purred.
Kaien had to stop his oral ministrations for a moment
to catch his breath.
“Damn, ‘Kuya,” he panted. “You feel…so warm…so
tight. Gods, I want to be in you.”
The urgency and longing in his lover’s voice just about sent Byakuya over the
edge. The pleasure building up in his body was overwhelming. His long legs
began to shake as Kaien worked his magic on Byakuya’s
body, both inside and out.
And then, Kaien’s wicked finger found that secret
little button that opens the floodgates of pure ecstasy. Byakuya’s eyes snapped
open and his back arched beautifully off the floor as wave after wave of
pleasure coursed through his heated body. His mouth opened in what should have
been a scream, but only a soft, sensual “Ohhh”
escaped from his delicate lips.
Kaien swallowed every bit of the release, closing his
eyes at the breathy little noises Byakuya made as he came. He waited for
Byakuya’s breathing to settle a bit before pulling away from his body.
Byakuya grabbed Kaien’s shoulders and hauled the larger
man to his chest, embracing him tightly.
“Kaien…I…” was all he got to say before he was
silenced him with a sloppy kiss.
“You'd better get dressed,” Kaien said, giving the
flushed noble a quick wink.
Byakuya glanced over at the water-clock. He had just about six minutes to make
himself presentable. He probably reeked of sweat
and sex and he could feel that the kenseiken was
loose and crooked in his hair. He could only hope that Rukia
would arrive a few minutes late. Then again, there was always the chance she
might return home a bit early.
“Here….” A pile of clothing landed in Byakuya’s lap. Kaien
was already tucking his gi into his hakama. Byakuya could see his neglected arousal still
straining against the black cloth.
Kaien caught Byakuya’s eye and shrugged. “It couldn’t
be helped. I guess it’s my penance for seducing the great Kuchiki heir.” His
teal eyes twinkled like sunlight on the deepest sea. “Don’t worry. I’ll be
fine.”
“Che…damn you, Kuchiki,” Kaien
had to chuckle at how Byakuya had dressed and regained his famous composure in
less time than it took Kaien to tie his sash.
Byakuya closed the distance between himself and his childhood friend and former
lover (current lover? future lover?) one last time. He took the sash
from Kaien’s hands and deftly tied it in an elegant
bow. Byakuya admired his handiwork, but then frowned, quickly undoing the bow
and retying it in the messier fashion Kaien
preferred.
“Again,” the noble murmured, eyes on his hands and the sash, “I thank you for
taking a special interest in Rukia’s training. And…. I ask…” Byakuya’s voice trailed off uncertaintly. His eyebrows dipped
slightly. Did he have a right to ask anything of Kaien?
Kain grabbed Byakuya's sculpted chin in his broad
hand and brought the cool gray eyes level with his own.
“Say it!” Kaien’s grip wasn’t exactly gentle, but
they didn’t have time for uncertainty, fear, or the Kuchiki’s fragile ego.
The noble took a deep breath, but kept his eyes steady. “I ask…that you keep
me…informed…as to Rukia’s…progress….” The faintest
trace of a flush warmed his white marble features.
“It would be my pleasure….” Kaien smiled for them
both. He planted a chaste kiss on Byakuya’s smooth forehead. “Gotta go,” he whispered.
The Kuchiki heir nodded, his eyes pouring over his senpai's
retreating form. The great noble cleared his throat just as the willful Shiba was about to disappear through the door. Kaien whipped his head around, not wanting to miss whatever
parting gem Byakuya was about to bestow.
“Thank you, Shiba fukutaichou,” Byakuya said
stiffly.
Kaien rolled his eyes and smirked. Typical.
“No problem, Byakuya….”
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