A/n: This was personally my favorite RP between morlea and I, so I hope you enjoy it as well. The editting may be terrible since my laptop had a horrible accident and I couldn't save it...sigh
Warnings: this will contain rape in the beginning, cursing, torture, etc.
Renji's ears tilted back, moving slowly as his paws hit the ground softly, his cherry-colored pools shimmering as his tail rose, swaying with the were's nose twitching. Speeding up, his fur moved back, small streaks of black in the fur in the form of tattoos, his hind paws pushing off the ground and moving to place his front on the tree, knees bent, then pushing off with a howl of joy. The air running through his fur made him shake his head, eyes shut then opening and looking over his shoulder with his ears bent back. Something felt wrong, yet pushed it aside and stopped to plop his bottom down. Lifting his left front paw, Renji rubbed it against his large face, his jaw opening and showing the fangs. Maybe he should head back and see how the others were doing with their hunt. ...though...it was his turn to get food.
"Ichigo." The orange haired man sighed. "What?" He sneered, gaze moving towards the one asking for his attention, Ishida. "There's another one in our territory... Everybody capable of killing has already be send out to kill the others. So the boss asks you to catch this one so we can get some information." Ichigo sighed again and ran a hand through his spiky hair. "Alright, if he wants me to do it." Ichigo stood, putting his black cloak on before he left there castle, getting the information he wanted and then leaving, moving swiftly through the shadows. The only way to catch a werewolf was with silver, and Ichigo preferred to use chains. So silver chains were the best thing. The vamp made sure that he had the wind in his face so his scent wouldn't be taken towards his prey with the wind and made as less sound as possible. He put up a trap to catch the werewolf before getting behind him and throwing a stick towards to wolf, wanting it to jump up and walk right into his trap, a smirk attached to his features showing of his slightly more pointy canines.
Renji moved to the side and hopped into a tree, changing along the way and his black fingerless-gloved hand, tied around the wrist with a buckle, grabbed onto the branch and pulled himself up, camouflage pants sagging at his hips with a black short-sleeved shirt and a white long-sleeved under it, a deep brown vest covering his chest. Sitting on the branch, his wolf ears replaced the human, color of black and many told him before it complimented his tattoos. His long hair tied into a lazy braid. Growling, he lifted his hands and worked to get it out with half-lidded eyes. Why his best friend had to go and braid his hair everyday made no sense whatsoever. Renji's nose perked up. Damned wind carried scent of prey and predators in a different direction. He hated windy days. Shrugging, he leapt off the branch and bolted.
Ichigo pouted a bit, that was a miss. Experienced fingers got his chains back again before racing after the werewolf. "I'm here." He growled lowly, then moving to a different place and saying the same, hoping to get the werewolf crazy as he thought about his next move. Ichigo's clothes were completely black. A tight pair of jeans, a sleeveless shirt with a fishnet shirt over it, gloves and the cloak which almost all vampires from his 'family' wore.
Renji skid to a stop, hands on the ground as his ears twitched slightly. So...this was going to be fun. Pushing back on his hands, the redhead turned and ran. Honestly, he was glad he wasn't a pup anymore, no tail to show where he was. "'ey, ever heard of," He kicked off the ground, on his hands now and stuck his tongue out, "comin' out and jus' dealin' with the problem?" With that he pushed off the ground.
Ichigo rolled his eyes, such childish behaviour. But the redhead was right, showing your face was a better way. So he did, pulling up beside the other then moving in frond and stopping, smirking still, the chains in his right hand rankling as he ran a finger over them a bit.
"'ey, I didn't know ya bloodsuckers were kinky," Renji grinned, moving back and snarling, furrowing his brows. "And keep those away from me, man!" The werewolf turned and looked to the side, hurrying off again and changing back to his other form and turning to try and find the other werewolf that was on duty with him tonight. ...bloodsuckers made him sick.
Ichigo just laughed. "Course we're kinky. And where would the fun be if I did that? There suppose to be around you, burning into your skin." He called after him before going after the werewolf again. When he got sick of the chase he used the chain as a lasso to get a loop around the wolf's neck.
"Ack!" the were yelped, turning back and grabbing at the chain. "Yer insane...these things don't 'burn' they hurt like a bitch." His fingers curled and yanked, tattooed brows tilted and narrowing his eyes. "I hate ya bloodsuckas! Stupid...damnedable...blood-addicts!" Renji kicked his legs once he fell onto his bottom. "Suckin' blood from our prey...bastards..."
Ichigo's smirk widen, tugging onto the chain as he walked closer. "Well the fun thing is that they hurt. And we don't only drink your prey's blood..."Ichigo laughed a bit. "Now be a nice wolf and come along." He pulled onto the chain and turned to drag the werewolf with him back into the direction of his family's castle.
"So, what? Ya rape the blood outta 'em now?" Renji snarled, kicking before planting his feet on the ground and taking his right hand away from the chain and moving to grab at any object that seemed sturdy. "I ai'nt goin' nowhere with a bloodsucka! Now lemme go 'fore I kill ya!"
"No, we drink other inmortal's blood as well, werewolves too sometimes, pisses them off alot most times. And killing me? Get loose first and land a hit, then I'll think about it." Sighing he stoped walking and walked back to Renji to place his feet on his arm to get it away from the thing he held before just turning to walk again.
"Yeah, just like one of ya bastards bittin' Rukia," Renji growled, clawing angrily at the chain, wincing and forcing back a whine. "I'll get ya back for that too..." His eyes narrowed and had his ears bend back, snarling. "Bet ya fuck 'round too, wouldn't run it past ya creeps!"
Ichigo growled, stopping once again to pull Renji up to his feet and pushing him against a tree. "Shut the fuck up, or do ya want me to feed from ya till ya pass out?" He asked, eyes narrowing and turning a dark, bloody red, baring his teeth in a his to show his canine which were growing to fully extended.
Renji simply grinned. "Ya think I'm scared of ya?" He coughed but moved his hands to shove into his pockets. "And if ya bite me...I will really kill ya, along with everyone else in your, so-called, family." His eyes narrowed in determination.
Ichigo laughed at that for a moment. "I don't care if you are afraid. S'not like ya can kill me, or another vampire." Shrugging Ichigo leaned in, moving the chain a bit down on Renji's neck before biting down on the werewolf's pulse point.
Renji kicked at the vampire, hands moving to push Ichigo away. "Don't touch me, bloodsucker!" he protested, moving to shift and bite at Ichigo. "Get off me."
Ichigo growled, his free hand shooting up to grip Renji's throat and squeeze as he tilted the head to the side again to bite down again, legs pinning Renji's to stop them from kicking. He drank fast, not knowing how long he was able to hold Renji down.
Renji scratched angrily, eyes falling halfway shut and flickering angrily. Snarling viciously and pushing angrily at Ichigo with a loud bark, snarling and yelping. "Stop it! I hate vampires! I'll kill ya!!"
Ichigo held back a growl, ignoring the scratched he knew were on his body. "Shut up, weakling." He snarled back, pushing the chain harder against the werewolf's skin.
Renji coughed and grabbed at Ichigo's hands, trying to push them away with a hiss. "Get off..." he spoke, biting his lower lip. His fangs shimmered and bit angrily again.
Ichigo rolled his eyes and moved back, spitting out a bit of the blood. "Disgusting." He sneered before tugging on the chain again and walking rather fast. His blood was boiling, eyes still red and fangs still long. It wasn't fair, he didn't understand. It shouldn't be like that. He shouldn't want that blood, not from such an unpure thing. Still it was the sweetest thing he'd tasted, the most purest and best thing up till now. It irritated and confused him, he unconsciously gripped the chain tight, ignoring the sent of blood in the air and the taste still on his lips and tongue.
Renji stumbled once the chain was pulled and reached out to grab onto something. Why the world began to sway…he'd never know, nor did he want too. His eyes fell halfway shut and whimpered once a pulse made itself known in his neck, fingers missing at grabbing something and looked up with hazed eyes. So…that was what it was like to be bitten? Rukia never explained it, she just told him not to let it happen.
Ichigo ignored the werewolf, ignoring the scent. He just kept on walking, growling a little bit as he picked up the pace. Just get to the castle and hand him over. The vampire growled a bit as his fangs wouldn't go down to there normal size and he knew his eyes were still red. He cursed his lack of control and rubbed his temple with his free hand.
'What's it like?' Renji remembered asking his childhood friend, 'What was it like to be bitten?' Well, he got his answer at least. His ears bent at the sides, looking around and hoping at least one of the members in his pack would save his hide. His right hand lifted and pressed the fingers against the site that was bitten, growling and simply following. The damned 'nightwalkers' couldn't do anything to him...nothing. He'd been trained by the best to handle torture. Mental, physical, emotional...all. His left clenched into a fist, nose perking up and veering down on the chain. "Oi! I ain't gonna fuckin' last if this thing's still on me!!"
Ichigo sighed a bit, stopping to turn around again and removing the chain from around Renji's neck, folding the silver and holding it in his left hand. "It goes back on if ya run." He said, pushing Renji forward, walking behind him.
Renji coughed and looked over his shoulder with a wolfish grin, "Hai, bloodsucker," He stuck his tongue out at Ichigo and looked to the side, stupid weres left him behind, so much for: "No were left behind." Still...each that was caught by a vampire mostly never returned. Rukia, one of the lucky ones...and the one that was supposed to be his 'mate', joy, thank you Byakuya the asshole. "'sides...I'd like to keep my head attached to my neck and shoulders." The redhead looked forward and moved so Ichigo would stop touching him. Tainted and vile...disgusting. His right hand traced were the chain had been and frowned...great, few more minutes with that silver around his neck and he would've been dead and food for the vamps...not a very pleasant thought to say the least.
"Shaddup wolf. S'not like you'll see yer buddies again. I"ll make sure only the best work on you. Yeah, maybe I'll actually help them." Ichigo mused, speeding his pace up a bit and shoving Renji again.
"Tch, after ditchin' me I don't wanna see 'em again," Renji huffed, stumbling then turned and flailed an arm. "Cut it out! I'm followin' ya, ain't I?! So don't fuckin' push it 'fore I get seriously pissed!" His tattooed brows furrowed and turned with a frown, changing and darting ahead. Screw being shoved and pushed towards the place, may as well enjoy the little freedom he had right then. Sooner he got away from Ichigo the better. His paws hit the ground, a twig snapped once but had his ears move constantly. Catch the sound of chains rattling and he would be out of there. ...was that a vamp or a were up ahead...he couldn't tell. Ikkaku's scent passed his nose and his cherry-colored orbs flickered. Rescue maybe? ...doubt it.
Ichigo sighed and followed, not planning to let the other go. Renji was going into the right direction though, Ichigo smiled, at least he didn't need to get Renji into the right direction. As he pulled up next to Renji they entered the clearing around the castle in the woods. "Ichi nii!" "Sorry Yuzu I'm busy. Chad!" he called out to his old friend who appeared. No words were needed, the tall vampire gripped the werewolf onto his neck fur and dragged him off to put him in cell in the castle as Ichigo went to there leader to deliver report.
Renji turned back before Chad grabbed onto him and cupped his hands to his mouth, "Rape!! Wait...no...not supposed to say that," He struggled and parted his lips again, "fire!!" The redhead flailed his arms. "Screw it...rape! Raaaape!" His fangs bared and flipped Ichigo the birdie. "I hate ya! Stupid blood-addict! Damn bloodsucker!! RAPE!!!"
Ichigo sighed, walked over to Renji again and slapped his cheek. "Screaming's not helping, you really think anybody around here will or can help you? We own these woods, this is our territory."
Renji bit at the hand, "Worth a try, one of my friends might be around. Also...I don't recall seein' your names on the ground, putrid scent sure." His left hand scratched at Ichigo's. "Ya stink and I can't stand ya bloodsuckers!" He turned his head, the scent of Rukia and her brother now floating near his nose. "Rape! Fire! Whateva it is!!"
Ichigo heard the whispers all around him, shut him up mostly, Ichigo didn't know what to do, there was something really wrong he knew that. Ichigo gripped Renji's hand to stop it from scratching him and forced the hiss back as he felt sharp teeth bite into his hand.
Renji bit again and roughly, intent on getting some distraction to go on so if there was a rescue party they'd come in while he was practically getting his ass beat. He tugging his hand away from Ichigo's and threw his fist in an attempt to punch him and cause the vampire to fall to the ground. His brows were furrowed and eyes narrowed to slits. Oh, he wasn't going anywhere without a fight. Renji looked around to count how many there were. Damn...shitload to deal with. He lifted his left leg and kicked, struggling to get out of the other vamp's grasp.
Ichigo ducked to dodge the punch and Chad was the one to grip Renji's leg to stop the kick. Ichigo managed to get his now bloodied hand away from Renji's mouth a glare in place as he wrapped his chain around Renji's neck again. Getting his arms behind the redhead and wrapping it around the limbs as well, pulling rather roughly his other hand gripping Renji's hair and pulling onto that again, watching the blood mix with red hair. Chad released the leg as Ichigo began to drag Renji with him again, all vampires making sure to get out of their way.
Renji snarled and struggled even if it was pointless. Hell...he was stubborn. "Get this crap offa me! I'll kill ya!" His brows slanted though and his eyes fell shut, shuddering violently. They were gone, bastards left him. Nice, Byakuya must've had to drag Rukia away with Ikkaku knowing the red werewolf had sealed his fate. Stupid idiots. Renji brought his shoulders up and his nose scrunched up, burning scent did not indicate good things, he knew that all too well. The redhead growled and glared, shifting slightly before letting out a heavy puff of air. "...die..." he muttered, ears slanted and anger raising. Stupid Byakuya, stupid Rukia, stupid clan...he didn't even ask for this. "I hate ya..."
Ichigo laughed. "Fuck you. Won't die from that." he said, walking fast, not caring that Renji was probably weak, not caring if he'd fall if that happened he'd still drag him with him. He took the werewolf to a room prepared for a wolf, both a cell and torture room. Bracelets from hard metal were placed on Renji's ankles and wrist. Ichigo got his chain off and then used chains hanging from the ceiling to get Renji's arms above his head, forcing him on his tip toes. Ichigo then sat down on a chair and looked Renji over a bit. "So why were there tree groups of werewolves in our territory in only one week?"
"Tch," Renji looked away and shrugged, "dunno. Not my problem now is it, vampy-chan?" He spat at the ground and snarled, glaring at Ichigo with a wolfish grin. "Ya can ask me any question and I could answer...but how would ya know if I was lyin' or not? Gotten pretty good at this shit. Though...I could care less 'bout what happens to them if my mate wasn't with 'em." He flexed his fingers and looked around, whistling. "Nice set-up, who's the decorator? Your ass?" The redhead snickered and his right ear twitched to a howl but shrugged it off easily. "'ey...I think ya should have me decorate the place! Maybe a few vamp guts here and there...eh, some bodies, would do nice." A wolfish grin made its way to his features. "And...no, there weren't, there was five." His reddish-brown eyes shimmered in amusement. "Next question, vampy-chan?"
Ichigo was impressed at himself for not loosing his cool. The werewolf really was an asshole with a bad sense of humor. "Nah, I don't think that would be nice. I like all the silver and knives. Maybe tattoo ya again, but with silver in the ink." Ichigo snickered a bit. "Alright what does ya pack plan to do?"
"Eh, I like the ones I got right now," Renji looked past Ichigo's head and raised his shoulders, trying to get a knot out of his muscles. "They plan to fuck like animals, eat, the usual. Me? I'm so glad ya asked! I'm being held in a shitty place with no fashion sense!!" he shouted, jerking on the binds. "Now...vampy-chan...any more questions?"
"Why are you behaving so shitty while being held prisoner by the enemy?" He asked, fucking like animals huh…well that was something he wouldn't obey, nope fucking like animals was great, blood during sex, oh yeah that was the best. Ichigo stood up, took a scalpel and proceeded to cut Renji's shirt open at the front, the back and getting the arm pieces off before pulling the shirt of completely. He sat back down on the chair, eye wandering around the room to think of what to use next, what would work the best on this werewolf?
"'cause this's fun. Oh, I got an idea! Let's play 'You ask me, I ask you'. You ask me a question and I'll answer and I ask ya a question and ya do the same." Renji grinned then barked, "And that was my favorite shirt, bloodsucker!" He pouted and looked at the tattered remains, ears slanted and sniffed, scrunching his nose up in distaste. "Dude...when was the last time ya cleaned this room? Smells disgustin' and...ick. Honestly, in a torture room your supposed to keep the place where the person died clean otherwise it's a waste." Renji's cherry-colored orbs followed Ichigo and frowned, biting his lower lip lightly. "'ey, gimme your name. 'vampy-chan' is gonna get borin' soon or I'll start callin' ya 'bat-bitch'."
"Hmm games....sure why not. I don't know when this room has been cleaned last...it's not my task to clean." Ichigo stood up again and moved to stand in front of Renji, fingers playing with the scalpel before he grazed the blunt but silver side over the middle of Renji's chest. "The name's Kurosaki Ichigo." His free hand gripped Renji's chin and turned his head a bit from side to side, eyes never leaving Renji's as he smirked again. "Now lets see how high your pain level is. What's your name by the way?"
"Ah, c'mon..." Renji coughed, sagging his shoulders, "I've been trained by a complete asshole, what do ya think my limit is?" He let his hands form fists. "Abarai Renji, nice to know my torturor's name, makes it easier if I die at the hands of a filthy vamp." His eyes glanced to the side at everything. ...was that a - no, never mind. "Heard this girl call ya 'Ichi-nii' when we came in, she your sister?"
"You'll discover just what kind of pain in the ass I can be. And we won't talk about her." Ichigo shrugged, forcing Renji's gaze back to him as he lifted the hand with the scaple and made a cut into Renji's right cheek, it was deep enough to bleed.
"Hah, like to see ya try," the redhead laughed, "and...since ya didn't answer that question, I get another. Ya like seein' pained faces or it just turns ya on?" The werewolf's tattooed brows twitched and the right side of his lips curved up. "Scent of blood's nice...that's why ya jerk-offs can't control yourselves."
"Like and turn on is pretty much the same." Ichigo tongue lapped up the blood from Renji's cheek before he pulled back. Hand descending to Renji's chest, the blade moving over the same skin as it had before, but now with the sharp side and more pressure to cut into the flesh, he did it slowly though, knowing it would feel more painful if he did that. "Why were you in our territory?"
"Are not, like is to just look at it, turn on is that ya want the person who's sufferin'." Renji moved his face away before the other's tongue reached the blood and growled, trying to bite at Ichigo, yanking on his arms then sighed and relaxed. "I can answer that one easily: I was bored. Wanted to see if ya vamps really were like what everyone says...and look at where it got me." His hands' fingers uncurled and twirled the hands to see how well they moved. "Mind if I pray? Though I doubt God would take pity on a stupid mutt. I need somethin' to occupy my hands with."
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "If ya want to pray go ahead, there's not God up there though. So it's just a waste of time." Ichigo shrugged and moved to circle around Renji, giving a cut here and there, some shallow some deep, when Renji could take them though he moved to more sensitive parts of skin, there were the skin was thing, wrist, the neck the inside of his elbows places like those.
"Ever heard of 'cutting'? I've been told to do it for a month once...this's nothin'." The redhead moved his hands and clapped them together, snickering a bit and his shoulders shaking. "...though...why're ya wastin' your time on me when your sister may want to play dolls, Kurosaki?"
Ichigo growled, his hand moving back before down and he just stuck the knife into Renji's side, twisting and turning it a bit before pushing it in further. "Don't talk about her." He hissed, turning the blade again before his knee lifted to knee Renji in the balls.
"Hey! I just asked a simple fuckin' question, ya ass!" Renji shouted, trying to get away from the knee. "Ya didn't say anythin' 'bout her so I assumed she was your sister, I ain't gonna hurt a kid so chill!" He did hiss in objection to being stabbed and having it played with, ears bending back and glaring at Ichigo. "And since you attacked me 'cause of the damn question I get another. How come your eyes are all red and shit when yer 'bout to bite someone?"
"The bloodlust." Ichigo answered, pulling the knife out and tossing it to the ground before he pushed a finger into the newly made wound, eyes looking at Renji to show him that they were red once again. "Yer to low to talk about somebody like her." Playing dolls. yeah right, nope playing vamp and were, with him being the were and getting caught and bitten, yup not doll-play.
"'bloodlust', eh?" Renji looked to the side and snickered some more, hands moving away from the other and pressing against the finger prodding the wound. "'ey, look at this...bloodsucker all over-protective. Knew there were some softies out there."
Ichigo kept silent and pulled back again. Walking towards a table with various whips, crops and paddles. He looked thoughtful as he let his gaze run over the things. Renji could take a lot...Ichigo knew that, so yeah, that one was the best. There were leather whips but also shackle whips. Ichigo got a shackle whip because he knew it would hurt more and he figured the other wouldn't do anything to Renji. He also got some silver needles and stuck those into Renji's chest before moving to his back. Using a whip wasn't about how far you pulled it over your shoulder, no it was all in the use of your wrist. Flicking the whip to the side before letting it connect to Renji's lower back, pleased at the angry red marks. He hit the same place again, this time a bit harder so the sharper edges of the shackles broke the werewolf's skin and made blood well up.
Renji's face showed slight horror but wiped it off as he tossed his head to the side. Ow, ow...okay, this was starting to hurt just a little. Forcing his muscles to relax instead of tense the werewolf parted his lips and grinned with a cough. "Ya didn't ask a question." His hands moved to grab at the chains and yanked violently, eyes narrowed and hanging his head forward. Strange thing...silver made him cough as well, at times...not much. Renji struggled with the binds and cursed at them, yanking and felt his eyes haze over.
Ichigo had a smirk on his face again. Oh yeah, so this was how to get Renji to react. Well the redhead's pain level was high then. "What does your pack really want?" He asked, using the whip to make a lash from Renji's right shoulder to his left hip. "And don't lie." He said, now making a lash from the left shoulder to the right hip, making an X on Renji's back.
Renji let out a whine, "Honestly...I have no damn clue. New territory...maybe...wasn't told yet. Stupid Alpha's been sittin' on his ass for a while and makin' us go get his 'highness' some food." He yanked on the chains and dropped his head, letting out little, soft, pants. "How long ya gonna keep this up? I need to get back and tell my 'honey-bunny' I'm gonna die in a rottin' pit filled with vamps," The part after the question was dripping with sarcasm, nose perking up and looking over at the way they came. That person, thing, whatever...reeked of blood.
"I'll keep this up until I know all that I want from you. Or until you are dead of course. Your 'honey-bunny' already knows you'll die here, your entire pack does." Ichigo moved to Renji's frond and lashed at that as well, making a few of the needles cut further through Renji's skin and a few actually fell off. He did it again, harder now, making blood well up instantly. Yeah..maybe he was enjoying this more than he should. "What was your pack doing here?" He asked again, not believing Renji.
"I don't know why," Renji growled, letting out heavy pants, tugging violently at his binds now, biting his lower lip. "She'll defy that logic anyways." He grinned and looked up with a wolfish grin. "'sides, if I did know I wouldn't tell ya." A tap came from the bars, a chuckle emitting from the person. Renji's reddish-brown eyes veered to the side to see an albino with a sick grin on his features, arms slung around the bars and leaning against it, whistling. "Can I join in the fun, Ichi?"
Ichigo's eyes moved to Hichigo's. "Ah, I already wondered how long it would take for ya to get here." Ichigo grinned. "Sure, it's always more fun with you around." He chuckled and turned his attention back to Renji again. "Ya do know, yer lying." He simply said, taking one of the needles in Renji's chest, pulling it out before pushing it through a nipple, letting it be there for a moment before pulling it out again and digging his nails into the now bleeding nipple.
Hichigo had a cat-like smile curling on his lips and headed in, golden-black eyes looking the werewolf up. "Nee...he can take a lot, been a while." Renji bit angrily on his lower lip and shouted out softly in protest. "Hey! How would ya like it if I did this crap to ya?!" Hichigo grumbled and punched Renji across the face, looking over his shoulder at the torture equipment and moved over, looking it over and then glanced at the orange head. "'ey, which sounds good: the curved knife or...just burn 'im to death with the silver I got in my room?"
"Ah don't kill him yet, he's fun, use the curved knife." Ichigo answered. "How was life tonight?" He asked, then remembering the question he smiled sweetly but fake at Renji. "Oh he'd probably like it, sick idiot." Ichigo had a smug look on his face. Hmm Renji's lower body hadn't but touched or hurt. So he cut off the pants and threw it in a random direction.
"Those're my favorite pants, ya bloodsucker!" Renji snapped, snarling and glaring. A small blush made its way to his face and squirmed uncomfortably. "Ya coulda just left my pants on and beat my upper half...unless one of ya plans on suckin' my cock." "Curved it is," Hichigo took hold of it and turned, running his finger along the blade and moved over to Renji, running it along the were's hip and dug it in the next time it ran over to receive a hiss and seeing Renji glare. "In your dreams...I doubt any one of us would touch ya in that sense." "'life'...Kurosaki, life has never been better, now...if only you'd get these chains off my wrists so I can kick your ass!!"
"If there's gonna be any cock sucking it will be either me or my brother on the receiving end. "Ichigo spoke, absentmindedly though as he looked Renji over. "And in case you say you'll bite. There a special gag over there." His free hand made a movement to the equipment. "Forces mouths open and prevents teeth from biting down. It's perfect for rough and abusing throat-fucking." He finished. The whip marks looked absolutely beautiful on the mans bloody skin. And the way he took all the abuse with…The only word Ichigo could think of was dignity. He took it with pride, took it all. Ichigo was impressed. When he raised his hand with the whip back up though there was a short knock on the door, making Ichigo halt and look over his shoulder. "Continue." He growled at Hichigo as he walked to the door and opened it. "Ichi-chan! My love!" Ichigo sighed heavy. "What is it Urahara-san?" "Ah don't be so cold my teddy bear." Ichigo raised his free hand and slapped the scientist's cheek. " What did you came for, you know I only want to be disturbed by my family when I'm doing a torture." Urahara smiled behind his fan, his eyes twinkling. "Wellllll. I've got something new for you. It's an aphrodisiac-" There Ichigo cut him off. "We've got plenty of those." "Ah! Don't interrupt I was just getting to the good parts!" Ichigo sighed but signaled for Kisuke to continue." This one makes the body hot and needy-" Ichigo cut him off again. "That's what every aphrodisiac does." Urahara sighed. "Alright, if the product is to your liking the price went up." He growled, making Ichigo sighed and stretched his neck muscles a bit. "Continue." Urahara smiled and bowed for a second. "Normal aphrodisiacs make a person needy, this one only makes the body needy, the mind of the victim staying the same. It's perfect for humiliations." Ichigo nodded, that sounded interesting. But if there was going to be any fucking it would be a painful rape first, that would break the redhead, then he could humiliate him to get him to submit fully or something. Yeah that sounded like a plan, having a pet werewolf was something that would show his status.. He looked over at Renji, the redhead wasn't broken yet, or nearly broken so humiliation wouldn't work just yet. "I'll get it next week maybe." "Oh but Kurosaki-san, the prize will have doubled then." Ichigo shook his head, sneaky bastard. "You know you'll bleed me dry if you put the price up ever so little." Urahara smiled at him devilishly. "You can let it rest if not opened for a year, and after it's open it won't lose its function for a month. Three drips for a big werewolf like that redhead. I say you can use it everyday during that month before it's gone." Ichigo looked thoughtful and stayed silent for a while. "Let me inspect if for a moment then I'll decide if I want it." Ichigo took the offered goody and walked closer towards the lights. The substance was dark green with a few reddish looking swirls in them. Ichigo looked at Renji for a minute, then back at the aphrodisiac. "I'll take – ah!" He couldn't finish his sentence, Urahara had seen it coming already. The man was addicted to Ichigo's sweet blood, it was one of the most pure and innocent among the vampires, even if he did such not pure deeds. His brother tasted good as well, to dark though, to evil. No Urahara had to have Ichigo. So when the vampires started onto the sentence he hurried forward, a hand gripping those orange strands. Not having expected it Ichigo had let out a sound before his head was forced backwards, knee against his lower back to make him bend his back far. He growled and sneered at Urahara but he knew this was the price he paid, he paid with blood. The scientist was rough with his biting, sinking long fangs right into the large vein on Ichigo's neck, the taste rolled over his tongue, into his mouth and down his throat. Fuck it was good! Always better then before. Ichigo's eyes were open wide, at the beginning red, his fangs still enlarged. The longer it took though, the more strength left Ichigo, mouth opening and closing, smaller fangs clicking together as the red began to fade from his eyes. "Ya take more then agreed." He snarled, throwing the bottle at Hichigo, knowing his brother would catch before forcing Urahara off of him. The blond was amazed at the strength Ichigo still possessed even after being drained that far. His skin was deadly pale, the blood flow out of his neck wound slow because really there wasn't much blood left. Kisuke left, knowing things would get ugly if not. Ichigo got over to Renji, needing to feed badly. One hand steady himself on Renji's shoulder as his fangs enlarged once again before sinking them down on Renji's chest, feeding from the werewolf. The blood was so hot, so spicy. Ichigo shuddered as he loved the taste and hated himself for it. It was wrong to want the blood of a werewolf, but then again, nobody had to know, it was just something to show Renji was below him. When he owned the man he could feed from him every day. Ichigo shuddered a bit more, his gaze cloudy as he drank more, the more he drank the more he seemed to get drunk off of the blood. He was a vampire though and could suppress those things, Hichi would know though, but that was okay, the two of them were twins after all and terribly close.
Hichigo had continued cutting the redhead up, moved behind Renji and caught the drug thrown to him while looking over the X on the werewolf's back. Nice…bloody, but nice. Lovely marking he'd have to admit, gave the tattoos there a nice bloody tint. "Wonderful marksmanship as always, Ichi," the albino complimented while clapping his hands and backing away to lean against the wall, crossing his arms. His golden pools flickered as they watched Ichigo drain Renji of blood then looked down on the vial in his hand, quirking a brow. This should be interesting to see. Renji howled out once he was bitten, not expecting it and throwing his head to the side, growling and yanking on the binds, trying to change a bit just so his nails in his other form could scratch angrily and hopefully get him out of his dangling state. Seeing this Hichigo frowned and threw the curved blade, slicing one of the redhead's sides and seeing the were's eyes flicker angrily once Renji tossed a glare to the assaulter. "Auch nein, no transforming while Ichi's feedin'…always ruins the taste." Hichigo scolded, his free hand lifting and waving a finger at the werewolf. Renji snarled and stopped shifting, bending his elbows and jerking his wrists apart, looking down on Ichigo with heavy pants, "I wanna play another game…" "What kinda game? Ichi doesn't accept just any, mutt." "Shaddup, bloodsucker…this doesn't concern ya, only me and Kurosaki," the redhead growled, letting his eyes shut and furrowing his tattooed brows, "I wanna play 'vamp and were'…but…a life and death one. Ya catch me and ya can do whateva ya want with me, but if I stay away from ya for forty-five minutes or more…I get to leave and I won't say a word. What'll it be?" Hichigo's eyes narrowed at this. How did a werewolf know about their game? It seemed…strange that one would know of it. Seeming to sense the confusion, the red haired Abarai glanced over his shoulder with a grin, "Don't look so surprised, we have our own games too, y'know."
Ichigo shivered a bit as he forced himself off of the werewolf, away from his blood. His look was more animalistic now. His hair was even messier since it had been gripped by Urahara, his lips and chin were stained with blood which also dripped down onto his shirt. His eyes weren't only red now, but hungry too, but he'd be dammed if he'd show those to Renji, so he turned to Hichigo, planning to ignore Renji for the time being. "Ya know me ne bro? Marking is my favorite, you've got your own good points. We were both trained by the best." There he grinned before starting to examine Renji's body a bit. "Oh that's a good one, the red does really fit with his hair and the tats." Ichigo chuckled as a finger traced the bloody lines along the tattoos. "So the mutt wanted to change?" He asked, still looking at Hichigo before turning to Renji's side and moving to punch him hard on his side right underneath his ribcage. "We. Do. Not. Change. While. In. Torture." After each word he gave another punch, pulling back pleased. "It won't be fun for you anyway, you see, we got all kinds of drugs, so changing you back is easily." 'It just kills the taste' He added mentally.
"Ya sonofabitch," Renji growled, eyes halfway shut and simply glaring at the vampire. "Why would ya do that anyway? I'm sure it's more fun for ya bloodsuckers." His fingers curled into fists and the punched side throbbed. "Come to think of it," Renji's eyes looked to the left upper-half of the room, "ya bit me twice so far...so that means I taste good?" The tattooed form's gaze moved back as Hichigo rolled his eyes and moved over to crane his neck and see how hard his twin hit and a mock-surprised, cat-like smile, look crossed his face. "Damn...pissed much?" the albino asked with a small laugh, hands on his hips.
Ichigo gritted his teeth and moved over to the other side, taking in a deep breath. "You. Do. Not. Taste. Good." He said, punching the other side now. His eyes locked on Hichigo's before establishing a mental link. 'Of course I'm pissed.' He growled at his twin through it before slapping his hand down on Renji's bloodied back right where to two whip lashes from the X connected.
'Then just drain 'im dry,' the bleached form complied, looking to the side and crossing his arms. 'Or just go and play the game and catch 'im then do whateva ya want. I can't play, so I don't have a say in the matter.' Renji's body tensed and bit his lower lip roughly, continuing to jerk his arms and staring at the ground. Yay for dying by being tortured by two filthy vamps, whoo... Still, it was mainly his fault for this, being tempted and bolting into the area without thinking. "So says the one with red eyes and long ass teeth, oh! And let's not forget the fact that I'm barely tan anymore! Ya lil' bat-bitch." "Oi, be nice," Hichigo scowled, cocking his head to the side, "not our fault ya run on blood and we don't...well...we can just take some and be on our way, but still."
Ichigo sneered at Hichigo, his twin so was not helping! He ignored the other two and reached up to get the chains off of the wrist bands so Renji was loose. "We'll play, even though that game is a child's game." He hissed at Renji before going over to Hichigo, taking his newly acquired item. "It's your turn to amuse Yuzu then, since I'm gone." Hah! He knew his twin didn't like that, a grin of vicotry was on his face.
"I agree with the were, ya are a sonofabitch," Hichigo snorted before leaving with a wave. "And, uh...I'll make sure to keep everyone outta your way when ya play." Renji looked away and frowned, "I told ya the stakes, so shut up..." The were looked at the chains and then to the shackles. "Yer not allowed to bring anythin' silver to catch me either." He reached up with both hands and pushed the hair covering the right side of his face behind his ear and made sure not to show any indications he was actually close to passing out.
Ichigo grinned at his twins back. "I love ya too. And thanks." He turned back to look at Renji again. "Afraid of my silver? Mutt." Ichigo rolled his eyes for a moment. "The bands stay on, they ain't silver so won't kill ya, I'll leave my chain here, s'not like I need them to catch ya." Ichigo liked to get into his victims, their minds, but when he tried Renji's he was met with great resistance. Entering somebody's mind gave Ichigo the opportunity to bind them to him, it was a 'gift' that ran into their family and the vampire leader of their lands liked it. And he wanted to keep this one, no he wanted his blood that was all. But he wasn't sure if he could bind Renji, he was a werewolf after all.
Renji growled and wanted to cross his arms but couldn't. "At least these ones," he sighed, lifting his left leg slightly and kicking it a bit. "It'll be a bitch to run from the almighty bat-bitch if they're still on. Hands...I could care less 'bout." The werewolf flexed his fingers and shifted his feet once he placed the left on the ground. "Also...we don't want Yuzu-chan to see ya chasin' after a were with boxers now do we?" Renji's lips formed a smug grin, grabbing at the pants and his brows slanted, eyes inspecting the damage throughly and sighed. "And ya might just need those chains, I can be quite a pain in the ass while runnin' for my life." He looked over at Ichigo and stuck his tongue out before retreating it back into his mouth.
Ichigo was just shaking a little bit as he controlled his rage, this mutt had nerves! Talking about his sister!! The vampire tssked and walked up to backhandedly slap Renji's cheek, then just gripping a leg and forcing it of to get up before freeing the ankle, pleased with the redish marks from just how tight they had been on, he did the same to the other and then took a step back. Great Renji had new nickname...well at least this one was better then the other.
Renji's eyes widened once he was slapped and snarled, glaring at the vampire and pulled the pants back on while reatching into his pocket to get some thread and fix the worst of the wreakage. Shoving it back into his pocket his hands came out and moved around Ichigo before darting off and grabbing at a bar while turning and throwing himself in that direction. "Let the games begin!" he laughed while his ears twitched and licked his lips. This should be fun.
Ichigo rolled his eye but wasn't going to let this werewolf escape, so he followed, his movements graceful as he snarled. "Stupid mutt and stupid childish games." Really, the redhead just asked to be raped, being way too gay with his sewing. He could already hear some older werewolves teach the little ones. 'Always carry needle and thread with you in case you get caught and your clothes rip while in torture!' Ichigo snickered at that.
Renji blinked then moved to set his hands on the floor and push off with narrowed eyes, nose scrunching up and looking to the side and simply knowing some vamp was feeding or something. Place reeked and if he lasted the exact time he said he'd get away from it. Turning and darting towards the enterance of the place, noticing that Hichigo did exactly as he said he would, make sure everyone was out of the way for the 'childish game'...never got tired of it where he was from. Honestly, Ichigo needed to learn to have a little fun.
Ichigo was right at Renji's back, actually making a frond flip over the werewolf to be outside first, yawning as if to say just how boring this was. He left only one way open and save to run into as he had the rest covered and in range, he'd lead Renji around and around, making sure he never got where he wanted and always were Ichigo wanted him to go.
Renji snarled and shifted back, cherry eyes darting from side to side and barked angrily at Ichigo. "Yer 'posed to be chasin' me and catchin' me, not playin' with me!!" He stopped completely and clenched his hands into fists, pushing himself up into a standing position and released a heavy breath, moving around Ichigo and kicking off the ground to stick his tongue out at him and continued running, making some risky turns every now and again to try and lose the other.
"It's no fun if you play by the rules." Ichigo remarked but then did chase Renji, he just ran in a straight line, not all that fazed at the risky turns he just jumped sideways and turned in the air. That one time that he partically turned his foot up by turning too fast had been a good learning experience.
"True," Renji growled and when he turned again he stumbled and grabbed at the tree before veering over his shoulder then darting off again with heavy pants, his legs almost buckling under the werewolf and cursed softly, reaching into his left pocket and his eyes brightened once he felt his 'good luck charm' in there. More like Rukia's gift to him...crosses, gotta love them. Renji chuckled inwardly as he recalled how he got it but took his hands out with a gasp once he tumbled to the ground, coughing and slowly getting back onto his feet, swaying to the side before moving to grab onto a branch on a tree and yanked himself up, chest heaving.
Ichigo used that time to catch up and pounce himself against Renji's back, slamming both there bodies against a tree at high speed, hearing a creak comming from the tree as his head hit the hard thing. A small trickle of blood slipped down from his temple, durning his head-tree connection he actually lost his hold on Renji so now he hissed and went for him again.
"Jeasus Christ!" Renji cried as he turned, pushed himself up and ran, "Yer fuckin' insane!" He moved and nearly toppled again. So needed to tell the weres to also train with losing blood... His hair moved behind him and looked down on his wrists. Dammit...shouldn't have tossed the band when he took it out earlier. Tired, need to get away, tired, need to get away, Were running through his mind and also the horrible outcome if Ichigo won this game. Renji's face went deathly pale and picked up the pace even if it raised his chances of falling and passing out.
"Ain't we all?" Ichigo spoke a positively sadistic look on his face. In his running after Renji he broke of a branch from a random tree and threw it at Renji with trained presision, there was no way Ichigo was going to let Renji win. Oh no...and if it was needed... He petted his pocket, he still had his drug.
Renji frowned but continued his running before feeling the branch connect with his back and toppled, turning to roll and pick up a stick of his own and toss it. "Not like ya!!" he shouted, turning and bolting into a different direction and grabbed onto the branch of the tree to quickly hoist himself up, covering his mouth to keep the heavy breaths down and readied himself to lunge into another tree if Ichigo dared to leap up and grab him. Renji's black furred ears slanted and a hazed, tired, look entered his eyes that had fallen halfway shut and tattooed brows tilted.
Ichigo irritatedly flung the stick aside with a hand, growling a bit. Then he had lost Renji...even if he didn't have such a good nose his hearing was perfect. "Even if ya hold down your breathing I can hear your blood pound through you veins" After having said that he let his vampire side take over a bit more, eyes bloody red again as his instincts brough him to Renji's tree before leaping up and lunging at the werewolf.
Renji's hand automatically fell from his mouth and cried out while falling back, eyes wide before landing hard on his side and coughed. Damn, bloody, irritating...asshole of a vampire. Frowning and pushing himself up while scrambling and moved to hurry off with a slightly paniced look on his face. This wasn't good, not good at all! If he couldn't even hide himself then how the hell was he going to get away? Renji's right knee throbbed and tumbled, grabbing at something before fully falling and his ears perking up, biting his lower lip and dragging himself to a tree, grabbing onto it to pull himself up before trying to run again, only to grab onto the tree again and staring at the binds around his wrists. Dammit, dammit...he had to run...get back to Rukia and tell her the truth, that he couldn't go through with them being mates if he was still there. Great, darkness...lovely. Letting out a hiss from the pain on his side the were turned and darted, pushing off anything in his way when he swayed.
It was easier to follow the werewolf, escpecially when he paniced, you could hear that in his heartbeat. Ichigo was having fun, a whole lot of fun actually. "The only way to get out of here is if you kill me, and in this form there's no way you will even land a scratch!" Ichigo called out, darting after the man, sometimes moving at his side then the front and back again, moving around and pulled ofa pose in which it seemed that he was doig it all with ease even if it was harder then it looked, Renji was fast, and his will was strong.
"Shut up!" Renji barked, swinging his hands to swing and hit Ichigo and narrowed his eyes. "Quit actin' like yer all that when we all know ya aren't!" His fangs bared and snarled at the bloodsucker. "I can land a hit without even tryin' if I wanted!!"
Ichigo dodged. "Oh yes? Well that really was a miss." He spoke mockinly, baring his own fangs at the werewolf. "ya stupid mutt, ya can't do anything, yer good fer nothing, couldn't even stay out of the hands of vampires, weakling, that's what ya are." Ichigo spoke trying to rile Renji up.
"S-so what?!" Renji snapped, trying to reach and shove the vampire. "It's my decision on what I do and what I don't! What if I wanted to get caught, huh?!!" He furrowed his brows and thrust his arms forth to shove Ichigo again. "What ya got against that?! Maybe I wanted to get tortured to death! Maybe I wanted one of ya bloodsuckers to bleed me dry!" His eyes flickered angrily and pounced to bite at the vamp.
Ichigo had an eyebrow raised but let Renji shove him and pounce on him, only for one reason though, this would be the perfect time to try his new item out. His hand fisted the bottle in his pocket and was pleased when ontop there was some sort of small dosing tube, he could get the amount he wanted in it before taking it out of the bottle and applying it. So he rolled Renji over when he had the right amount and got the top off of the jar to stick it in Renji's mouth and squeezed the liquid into it, quickly closing the bottle again as his other hand held Renji's jaw, not wantig him to spit out.
Renji's eyes widened once their positions were swapped and having the liquid shoved into his mouth. His face scrunched up in distaste and had his hands grab at Ichigo's the best they could and tugged to get them away with his legs kicking, even retorting to kneeing the other with slight panic racing through his veins and began to claw at the other. He heard what this thing did...he wasn't stupid.
Ichigo managed to pin Renji´s legs down and stop them from doing harm and his free hand moved to punch Renji in his gut once again, the clawing was something he just coudn´t stop at the moment, so he ignored the pain that shot through his body as those nails scratched over his body.
Renji's eyes slammed shut and whined at the punch, biting his tongue and turning to shift into his other form, wanting to get the vampire off, spit the thing out then swallow. Damn swallow reflex. His nails began to reach for Ichigo's face to claw before his wanting not to swallow happened and swallowed, eyes opening halfway and glaring up at the other with confusion flickering in his eyes.
Ichigo did get off, but only after Renji swallowed the aphrodisiac. Fucking nails....the vampire growled, blood leaking out of a deep scratch on his right cheek, nope he prefered not to have a werewolf's claws rip at his skin. He could heal the wound he had, but didn't feel like, besides it didn't bother him and currently Ichigo was focused on something else.
Renji immediately backed up after Ichigo got off and coughed, hands grabbing at his throat and snarling, "Ya lil' ass! Why the hell did ya do that?! Thought you'd use it on your lil' bitches back at your place!" His lips parting and scooting back more and his shoulders jerking once his back connected with a tree. "'sides, ain't 'Urahara' your 'honey-bun'?" His ears slanted and brought his legs up while continuing to glare at Ichigo.
"I don't have any bitches at my place and Urahara's addicted to my blood, that's all. stupid fuck." Ichigo was obviously irritated. He got close to Renji and took a hold of him before throwing him on the ground again to press against his body and rub against him, hoping that the drug had taken effect already.
Renji's eyes widened and pressed his hands to Ichigo's chest. "Stop!" he protested, trying to shove the vampire away all the while shivering and his mouth slightly open to show his fangs and pant softly. "I don't care if yer fuckin' sex-deprived or whatever...I don't want ya touchin' me!"
"I know, that's what makes it good." Ichigo grinned, gripping Renji's wrist and pinning them down and just continuing to rub up against the werewolf, leaning in to give a nip to those parted lips, pulling back quickly though afraid of a bite.
Renji whimpered and tossed his head to the side, his back arching without meaning to and flushed as he shut his eyes, jerking arms arms to get his wrists free and growled, "Thought vamps ain't supposed to touch weres like this." The redhead's ears tilted and let his eyes open a bit, gritting his teeth once a throb came from his back. "Ya only like me 'cause of my blood, I ain't stupid! Now get off me!!"
Ichigo let go of one of Renji's wrists, moving his now free hand between their bodies to cup and squeeze Renji's cock through his pants. "I never was one for the rules, mutt. And yes I'll admit, I want your blood, unfortunantely I can't have your blood without having you."
Renji's breath hitched and stammered a protest, trying to move the released wrist to only curse once he had the painful realization that he's still bound. "So yer gonna rape it outta me? Knew it," he growled and tried to kick Ichigo off. "I ain't givin' myself to someone who'll cheat with bullshit to get it!" His eyes narrowed and cursed that blond who gave Ichigo that drug, the redhead jerking on his other wrist and grabbing at Ichigo's hand with possession of said hand, digging his nails into the other's skin. "Stupid bloodsucking bat-bitch." he whimpered, furrowing his tattooed brows.
Ichigo mostly igored Renji's struggles, just squeezing his cock harder and soon moving to unzip the pants and get a hand inside to jerk him. "No, ya can't rape the willing, and your body is willing. But biting and feeding from a hard cock does sound like fun, never did it before." Renji grinned then looked amuzed. "So this is yer first time? So sweet." he said with a mocking voice. "I'll make sure ya never forget the pain you'll feel." He smiled sweetly again, though completely fake.
Renji gasped and released a soft sound, throwing his head to the side and struggled more, the redhead shifting to his other form slowly and his fangs glistening while tilting his head up to bite at the arm to the hand holding him down. "Because of that stupid drug ya used!" he shouted, eyes falling so close to being shut. "And I'll kill ya...one way or another I'll kill ya. You'll be on the top of my hit list above all other bloodsuckers 'til I find the one who bit Rukia!" He flailed and hastily lifted a knee to get Ichigo off him or just knee him somewhere long enough to get out of the vampire's grasp and get away.
Ichigo oofed when a knee hit goal and got partually thrown off, irritated with all this struggle he ripped of Renji's shirt to tie both wrist closely together, then getting his own pants and using that one to tie the arms to a tick branch from a tree again. "Ahh and there I hoped I'd trully be the top one." With all this violence, the chase and blood Ichigo was actually really exited and had an obvious tent in his boxers. His hands decended to Renji's pants, tugging it down to have them hang around his knees so those wouldn't be able to do much as well before he took a hold of Renji's balls and squeezed them before fondleing them a bit.
Renji shivered and tried to move away, eyes wide and tossing his head to the side with a whimper, tugging violently at the inforced binds and dropped his head, mouth open and panting with a red blush covering his face, slamming his eyes shut and cursing everything he could think of at the moment. All right...everything was fine...wasn't being touched, at the mercy of a vampire, no...he was back home and yelling at Byakuya for sending him near an area where there were damnedable bloodsuckers. "Don't..." he snarled. "...don't touch me."
Ichigo's free hand moved to Renji's chest, tweaking his nipples and pinching the left one as he bend down to flick his tongue over the other. He was amused at how good Renji was at ignoring pleasure, oh he'd be screaming and crying soon enough, yup definitely.
Renji's lips parted and whined, heavy pants passing his lips before a gasp and tried to squirm away, head tilted back with a soft moan coming out before Renji's fangs bit down on his lower lip to restrain the rest of the sound. The red haired Abarai's eyes flickered and jerked at his arms once again, a pleading look in his eyes that he'd get one of the fabrics to untangle or release him only to let his eyes shut and open his mouth with soft pants, the redhead whimpering. Damned drug, damn bloodsucker…damn sensitivity. "A-ahh," Renji gasped, his head back and shoulders raised with his hands clenched into fists, a color of light pink tinting his cheeks.
"Ohh you are pretty when you do that, and that blush." Ichigo chuckled as he studied Renji expression. "Since you love the touches so much I'll just skip the foreplay and go right towards the fucking, doesn't that sound nice to you?" Ichigo's voice was teasing and his look plainly sadistic as he pulled back enough to flip Renji's body around and smack his ass. "Now, are you going to be nice or not?"
Renji's eyes widened and dropped his head once Ichigo hit his bottom, clawing at whatever his hands could reach and tensed entirely. "Go fuck yerself, I'm not a toy!" he snarled, trying to move away and kick at Ichigo.
"Not nice it is then." And after having said that, he gripped Renji's ass, pushed his ass cheeks apart before ramming himself inside the werewolf. Then an idea hit him but it would have to wait for a bit. Ichigo smirked as he pulled out to only slam back in again.
Renji choked and tossed his head to the side with his eyes slammed shut and brows tilted in a pain-filled look. His fangs bit down on his lower lip and ears bending back, struggling and looking back at his arms, yanking angrily and crying out softly, pressing his chest against the tree and blinked back tears from the inner pain. "Get off me!!" he shouted, trying to elbow Ichigo even if it wouldn't work.
Ichigo growled, stupid werewolf. He set a hard and fast pace and kept that up for a while until he slowed down as he sank his fangs into Renji's shoulder, one of his wrist moving in front of Renji's mouth. He pulled back from his bite to speak. "Drink from me or I'll drain you dry." He said, more like hissing as his other hand on Renji's hip pulled him back to meet the hard thrusts.
Renji moved his face away from the wrist and cried out, clenching his hands into tight fists and ignoring the pain from the bite. "I ain't tastin' a damn bat-bitch's blood, I'd rather die." he growled as his yanking stopped and simply leaned against the tree, hair in his face as he let out heavy intakes of air.
Out of irritation Ichigo bit down a few more times on different places on Renji's neck. "Sure die and leave Rukia-slut all alone. I'll find her and torture her just like I did to you...only I won't be fucking her, nope, everybody will. She'll cry out and beg for you to save her. Want that? I don't care either way."
The redhead's eyes were wide, moving his face to bite at Ichigo's wrist with the intent to rip the skin to shreds. "Don't touch her! Don't ya ever say that 'bout her again!" he barked, tugging and struggling against the binds again, latching his fangs onto Ichigo's skin and sinking them in farther with a grunt. "Leave her alone!"
Ichigo grunted but ignored the throbbing, wasn't the first time he was bit like that, and the feeling of being fed from was pleasurable to him. "I can say whatever I want. It's all in your hands, you be good and listen, she'll be fine, not, she'll wish she was never born." Gah the throbbing was painful, but Ichigo knew he could heal the wound if neccecary.
Renji released the patch of flesh and looked over at Ichigo with an angered expression. "Yer worse than those other asses," he growled, narrowing his eyes, "kickin' a person when they've already fallen..." The redhead glared and moved to look at the ground. "The hell ya want from me anyway? And don't go given me 'it's your blood' bullshit! I don't wanna hear it!" Renji brought his shoulders up and hung his head with a whimper.
"You haven't fallen. Yer not broken so haven't fallen. I want your blood, I want a werewolf as a pet to show off my status." The teen used a hand to grip Renji's hair and force his head back and turned it to look into the man's eyes. The red fading and making place for deep brown before Ichigo stretched out with his mind to try and break into Renji's again.
Renji slammed his eyes shut and growled, the force of his tugs slowly stopping and whimpering. "Just get off me," the werewolf snarled, his hands digging their nails into his palms. His ears bent back in a pained gesture and let his eyes begin to open slowly, only halfway.
Ichigo slowed his harsh thrusts down, thrusting slow and almost gentle, running his hands over Renji's chest, one up to rub his nipples, the other down to grip and stroke his cock. If not with force, then with shame and disgust of his own actions.
Renji gasped at the change in pace and his lips parted to pant softly arching into the touch and dropping his head with a soft sound as his nails slowly undug themselves from his skin and licked his lips nervously.
Ichigo kept it up, caressing Renji's skin gently, sucking and nipping on his neck and not biting, whispering huskily in an ear, brushing his prostrate with his cock. Mental abuse was perhaps even worse then abuse to the body Ichigo thought.
Renji's back arched and whimpered as his eyes fell shut, letting out low moans as the feeling of being touched reached his mind and shivered as he bit onto his lower lip. The redhead cursed himself for relaxing and not fighting to get away like before. Then again...he was tired from bloodloss.
"Good boy, good boy. LIke it when I fuck ya? Yer body says so. Willing to live to beat my ass? Willing to drink now?" Ichigo asked, reaching out with his arm to offer up his wrist again.
Renji opened his eyes a little, opening his mouth and reaching forth to sink his teeth into Ichigo's skin but only grazed his fangs and licked slowly before biting down and pushing back with a low whine. His tongue licking hungrily at whatever blood came out and sank his canines in farther.
Ichigo's arm shivered a bit, it hurt, but he didn't care all that much. "Good boy, very good" His other hand reached up to untie Renji from the tree branch but did keep the arms tied together.
Renji had his hands move to grab at Ichigo's arm and moved his head to the side with his teeth still embedded in the skin and pulled out along the way, licking at the blood and moaned softly, brows tilting and ears tilting.
Ichigo smiled softly, that was it, this was where he wanted the werewolf to be. His free hand moved up to stroke and caress those soft black wolf ears as he let his cock hit Renji's postrate again, grunting in pleasure.
Renji pulled his mouth away from the wrist to cry out and dig his naild into the flesh beneath his fingertips, throwing his head back and moaning out and shuddering violently once his ear was touched and said ears twitched.
Ichigo grinned, leaning in to place kisses on the other ear, nipping it lightly and running his tongue over the soft fur. "Being nice and listening gets you rewards, disobeying gets you torture."
Renji's eyes opened and stared at Ichigo with a confused look shimmering in his cherry-colored eyes. "W-why?" he spoke with a soft wince.
"Cause I own ya, how many times do I have to say it?" Ichigo asked, a bit irritated. He removed his lips from that soft ear to place them against Renji's bloodied ones, tasting his own blood on them and sighing softly.
Renji bit at Ichigo's lower lip gently and tugged at it as his eyes fell shut, licking at the blood and releasing Ichigo's wrist and pressing them against the tree and clawed at it. "Mmm..."
Ichigo freed Renji's hands from all there binds now as he nipped Renji's upper lip, tongue probing for entrance to that spicy mouth. Never had he found this pleasure with somebody before and he wondered why, never had he felt that he had to have somebody, never like this, Renji was different.
Feeling that his hands were completely unbound his left hand shot out to grab at the back of Ichigo's head and curled his fingers into the threads and pressed firmly against the vampire with a soft cry as his tongue licked at Ichigo's lips, moving his mouth for a better angle.
Ichigo kept the kiss going on for a while but then broke free from it, pulling out of the werewolf. "Turn over." he ordered, licking his lips hungrily as he stared into Renji's eyes.
Renji blinked a few times before releasing Ichigo's hair and turning slowly with his chest increasing and decreasing in size hastily. He wrapped his arms around Ichigo's neck, slamming his lips against the bloodsucker's with shut eyes and burying his fingers into the other's hair, pressing his chest against Ichigo's.
Ichigo groaned lowly at Renji's willingness and entered him smoothly , thrusting faster now, more needy as he plundered Renji's mouth, licked and nipped those pink swollen lips, moaning as his hands ran all over the werewolf's body.
Renji moaned and pressed his lips back with a determined motion, arching his back and moving back against Ichigo with a gasp and grabbing at Ichigo's jacket with a muffled cry of pleasure and opening his eyes halfway.
"God yer sexy..." Ichigo whispered against Renji's mouth, a hand cupping his face while the other held himself up, a sting of guilt hit the vampire as he saw Renji's wounded chest, but still they look was hot, and it turned Ichigo on even more to see Renji's skin bloodied.
Renji sighed at the touch and leaned into it as his hands fisted the black jacket, tugging violently as his legs wrapped around Ichigo's waist, cherry pools falling shut and dipping his head back with a moan and whispering for the vampire to go faster, his right hand sliding to the front of Ichigo's chest and ran his nails over it.
Ichigo arched into Renji's nails a low moan escaping him as he complied, thrusting faster, deeper needier." Let me in..." He whispered against Renji's lips locking eyes with him. "Be one." He whispered again before reaching out mentally towards the werewolf, hips working faster until he had a nearly inhuman speed to them, first be connected, then give it his everything. He had to keep his mind with him and not lose track of what he wanted.
Renji parted his lips and shook violently. "A-ahh!" he moaned and his hands held on shakily with a pleasured look crossing his face and his ears tilted back, heavy pants passing his lips and continued to shiver against the other, tugging at the fabrics in his hands. "I-Ichigo!"
Ichigo smiled and gave in to his needs, his face buried into Renji's neck as he moved his hips faster harder until he couldn't go any faster or harder. The vampire moaned rather loud and aimed for Renji's prostrate again as he felt his own orgasm approaching fast, coiling inside his stomach.
Renji's eyes widened and cried out with head thrown to the side and stammering before screaming, though it sounded closer to a howl, arching his back and clawing at the vampire's clothes violently as he came, eyes slamming shut and his ears bending back.
Ichigo couldn't hold back when he felt Renji tighten up, saw him cum and heard him howl like that. He groaned loudly as he came, hard, hips bucking to get that last bit ofpleasure from his partner before collapsing ontop of Renji. Oh yeah, that was a good lay.
Renji panted and moved his hands to bury the fingers into Ichigo's hair while his mouth hung open to show his fangs with his brows tilted, a flushed look on his face. The werewolf knew his hair was sticking to his face and chest. He slowly opened his eyes and shivered as he felt the other cum inside him, whimpering while struggling to regain his breath. Only then did Renji realize he'd been laid by a bloodsucker...though it was the drug's fault! Yeah, all the drug's fault! A soft tinge of red formed on his face but looked away.
Ichigo chuckled a bit and nuzzled Renji's cheek. Before pulling away from the man. "We're going back." He spoke, inspecting Renji's clothes to see if you could dress him again and was surprised that he actually could put them on, so Ichigo dressed Renji and then fixed hiso wn clothes before standing up. "Can ya walk?" He asked.
Renji had smacked Ichigo's hands away and pushed himself up to pull his pants up and yank the zipper up and button them with a growl, "I don't need your help." His eyes narrowed and glared at Ichigo. "And I don't trust ya either." After saying that he pressed his hand off the tree and began to slowly make his way back to the castle with his ears bent back, a slight limp in his walk.