My first One-shot! I have no idea what I'm doing but here goes…

Rukia gives Renji a haircut

"Why don't you just go to the seireitei barber shop to get a hair cut?" asked an aggravated Rukia as she picked up the sharp silver scissors from the table.

"Because the girls are always giggling and whispering behind their hands when I go there for a trim. There's like some hidden joke about me or something," Renji complains in his gruff voice from where he is sitting in the center of the room on a small wooden chair.

Rukia huffs and walks behind the spiky red hair. She snips the air beside his ear and leans forward to whisper, "And you trust me to do this?"

Renji's entire body tenses from the proximity of her lips and nods his head while gulping audibly.

Rukia is pleased by his reaction, thinking his gulp was from fear instead of longing. She reaches her other hand up and gently pulls on the hair band, releasing the flaming hair from its binding. The thick strands tumble down his back and Rukia is slightly mesmerized by the sight. She licks her lips spontaneously and grips the scissors tighter in her fingers.

"So… what am I supposed to do?" she asks, trying to disguise the small trembling of her lips.

"Just cut a few inches off the bottom," he answers and pushes a few strands out of his face with his tanned fingers.

"Doesn't your hair need to be wet first?" she asks.

"Huh?" he grunts, then a moment later, "Yea I guess you're right." Renji stands up and walks across the room to the washroom. When he re-emerges a minute later, his hair is dripping wet around his head, tiny beads streaking down his face and neck. He takes a seat again and Rukia grabs a comb from the table.

She starts pulling the comb through the wet strands, amazed at how soft the thick hair was. She watches him relax in the chair, spreading his legs slightly and tilting his head back as she brushes the mass. The cherry blossom robe was wet around the collar and clung to his back where his wet hair rested.

'Alright… here goes,' she thought to herself as she grabbed a chunk of hair and quickly snipped a good two inches off. She picks up the comb again and runs it from his scalp, down his back. She hears what she thinks is a soft moan but shrugs it off as her imagination.

Renji sits there, enjoying the feeling of her tiny fingers running through his hair. The teeth of the comb scratch his scalp wonderfully and he finds himself anticipating every stroke of her hands. His body relaxes and he closes his eyes, resting his hands in his lap as Rukia works behind him. Her hands start to run through his hair again, scratching his head with her nails. The feeling is unexpected and his whole body starts to tense.

Rukia starts working her way around his back and once satisfied, moves to his right side and brushes the hair down over his shoulder and across his chest. She leans down to start clipping the ends and sticks the tip of her tongue out as she concentrates. Her hand brushes against his muscular chest as she reaches for another clump of hair and it feels like a hot brand has been pressed against the back of her hand. She snatches it away and smiles nervously when he opens an eye to look at her.

"S… Sorry," she says and starts running the comb through his hair again.

"Nothin' to be sorry about," he responds and closes his eyes again.

She dives back into her work and starts cutting his hair with increasing confidence. Her hand tilts his head to the side so she could get a better angle and starts snipping away. When she starts getting closer to the hair close to his face, she's so involved in the task that she doesn't waste a thought as she climbs over his outstretched leg and straddles his thigh.

Her body was so close to his as she leaned forward, brushing his hair over his face. He could feel the heat emanating from her and his pulse began to quicken. He'd wanted her for so long and now here she was, within inches of his body.

Rukia noticed that Renji's eyes were still closed and when she finished cutting the strands around his face, she brushed his hair back and gave in to the impulse to admire his tattoos. She wanted to trace the bold lines with her fingers but she didn't dare. Instead, she lifted her leg and moved to his other side. Her fingers started lingering in the wet strands as she alternated between running the comb and her fingers through.

"That feels good Rukia," rasped Renji huskily as she subconsciously massages his scalp.

Heat floods her body at his seductive tone and her hands begin to shake. Not a good thing when you are wielding a sharp object close to someone's ear. She takes a shaky breath and tries to calm herself down. When she's confident that she can continue without causing bodily harm to the man in front of her, she starts snipping the ends again.. a bit slower than before.

As she nears the front of his face again, she hesitates before straddling his thigh. She lifts her leg and the inside of her thigh brushes against his as she lowers her foot to the ground. Renji sucks in a breath at the contact. The sound emboldens her and slowly she starts brushing his long bangs over his face. She leans forward, tongue poking out again, and snips slowly at the red hair. Her face is just inches from his and when she runs her hand through his hair to pull it out of his face; her eyes are drawn to his parted lips.

Renji was going to lose control if the woman didn't step away soon. His hands yearned to grab her tiny waist and press her slight form against him. It would be so easy to lift the leg standing between his and drape it over his other leg, making her straddle his hips. His groin twitched at the thought and he felt blood rush to the area.

Her fingers tilted his head back as she brushed the slightly shorter bangs away from his face. He could feel her breath against his face and he licked his lips in response. Gently, a finger touched the top of his forehead. The digit moved along his hair line and he knew it was tracing the pattern of his tattoo. 'What was she doing?'

Rukia couldn't believe what she was doing but the curiosity completely outweighed the trepidation. With his eyes closed, it was almost like she could pretend he wasn't really there. When she finished tracing the lines on one side, she moved to the other and mimicked the action. Her stomach fluttered pleasantly and when she finished the pattern, she looked down and locked eyes with her best friend. She'd never seen a look like that before from him. There was so much heat and desire in them that she sucked in a surprised breath but didn't break the contact.

She felt his calloused hand brush against her cheek and then his fingers sifted through her black locks to grasp her head gently. He tilted her head and raised his own towards hers. Her lips hovered over his, tiny breaths escaping her mouth as she waited. She felt her lips go dry and she darted her tongue out to moisten them. 'Was she about to kiss Renji? Did she want to kiss Renji?' she wondered silently. His beautiful mouth is her sole focus of attention as she waits breathlessly for what's about to happen. Her own body was paralyzed with anticipation. Her mind reached out desperately for him but her body wouldn't move… couldn't move.

"Rukia," Renji whispers against her lips. "Can I kiss you?"

Finally her body is able to react to the waves her brain has been sending it. Her head nods slightly and an agonizing moment later, his surprisingly soft lips brushed against hers. A strange sound worked its way up her throat and suddenly she was pressing against his lips, trying to sink into his warmth. His hand tightened its hold on her hair and his mouth opened hungrily over hers. She felt his tongue demand entrance and she eagerly parted her lips, meeting his tongue with her own.

Renji's body was aflame with desire. His whole body quaked as Rukia's tongue slid over his. He wanted more. He needed more. He'd been waiting his whole life it seemed for this moment. His free hand reached up and slid around her waist, caressing her lithe body above the silk robe. Amazingly, she responded to his touch and pressed closer to him. He moved the hand in her hair, down to the back of her knee and lifted the leg up and over his other thigh. Her legs now straddled his hips completely and if he pulled her forward just a few inches, she would be sitting over his growing erection.

Soft fingers found their way to Renji's muscular chest. The robe made it easy for her to slide her fingers beneath and caress his skin as she moved her hands from his sternum to his shoulders. The fabric parted and slid down over his arms, revealing his chest and chiseled abs. She'd always admired his hard body. Every muscle was perfectly honed for battle but right now, it was perfectly honed for her eyes. She sat back on his thighs and let her gaze devour him. He freed his arms from the sagging sleeves and lifted his hands up to bring her face back to his for a searing kiss. Her hands were caught between their bodies, palms pressed against his bare chest. She could feel his heart beating rapidly beneath her hands; nearly matching the speed of her own. A strange longing coursed through her and she couldn't help her body's response.

With a strangled moan, she wrapped her arms around his thick neck and began kissing him with a passion that she didn't know she possessed. Renji reacted to the sound and gathered her slight frame closer to his body. He stood up easily from the chair and Rukia's legs instinctively wrapped around his hips as he walked across the room.

She breaks the kiss and sucks in a deep breath. "Renji what… what are you doing?" she asks and looks at him with wide violet eyes.

Renji looks at her confused, his mouth stuttering as he answers. "Rukia… I thought…," he doesn't finish what he was going to say and instead buries his face in her neck, exhaling loudly in frustration as he presses her back against the wall. He releases his grip on her but she clings tightly to him. His eyes search her face, trying to gauge what she was feeling.

"I.. I'm sorry Renji. I don't know what to do," she says nervously. "Can you show me?"

Renji groans and kisses her again. Their tongues meet and his hands start to grab the silk over her back. His fingers clench the soft fabric in his hands and the robe begins to part slightly in front. He reaches a hand up to the back of her neck and pulls the robe down over her shoulders to let it pool at the belt around her waist. He keeps an arm wrapped around her back and reaches up with the other to gently caress the side of her face. Their lips drink in the other and Rukia starts to wiggle provocatively against his bare chest. His hard body feels incredible against hers and she clutches him tightly to her. She nearly groans with frustration when his lips leave hers but she's quickly panting instead as he trails a hot path over her chin and down her neck.

Rukia tastes so good beneath his mouth and Renji can't help but grind his hips against her core. Their bare upper bodies rub hungrily together and Renji can feel his arousal becoming painfully erect.

"Rukia, I need you now," he begs huskily and looks longingly into her eyes.

Words were beyond her ability at the moment so she simply nods her head and squeals when he pulls her away from the wall and moves through the nearby doorway to his futon laid out in the other room. He gently lays her down and stares at her half naked body as he kneels beside her. Her skin is luminous in the shadowed light and he reaches a hand out to run down her neck and over her small bosom. He rubs the pad of one finger over a sensitive nipple, bringing the small nub out to a hardened point. He can hear her ragged breath as he plays with the sensitive spot and his other hand reaches out to pull the knot from her belt. The knot comes undone easily and with a quick brush of his hand, the robe falls to either side of her body, revealing her gently curved hips covered in plain white underwear.

"You are so beautiful," he whispers and starts to move his hand from her chest, down to her waist. His lips replace the teasing fingers and start to suck gently on her pink nipple as his fingers start to creep over her underwear.

Rukia's chest is heaving with need and the feel of his hot lips wrapped around her breast sent licks of lightning through her body. Her back arched up, searching for his body but he wasn't there. Only his mouth and hand were within reach.

"Renji… please. This isn't fair," she whines and it turns into a cry of pleasure as his finger starts to rub up and down her slit above her panties. Her hand shoots out and starts grabbing at the belt around his waist, pulling the silk cord till it unraveled in her hands. The robe parted over his body and when she rolled her head to face him, she gasped in surprise at the sight of him. His erection stood up proudly for her scrutiny. The thick, hard member twitched longingly and her eyes lifted up to look into his nervous face.

"I'm trying to control myself Rukia," said Renji with a torturous look on his face.

Her gaze turned back to his member and her whole body shuddered. It was undeniably erotic looking at him. His body was perfectly crafted for sex and the tattoo's directed her gaze unerringly back to his arousal whenever she tried to look away. She couldn't imagine something that big being able to fit inside her tiny body and she voiced the same concern.

"Renji, I don't think…" she began but when his fingers started to slide under the waist band of her underwear she sucked in a ragged breath and lifted her hips into the air. His finger slid down over the feminine slit and then gently started to rub over the sensitive bundle of nerves. She screamed in stunned amazement at the feeling and she forgot any inhibitions she had had. His lips came down and smothered hers. His strong body moved over hers and gently pressed against her, careful to not place too much weight on her. His finger worked its magic, circling her clit and rubbing in long sensual strokes.

Rukia's finger slid into his hair and she held his head in place as her tongue moved inside his mouth. A growing tension near her groin made her writhe beneath him and grab fistfuls of crimson hair.

"Please, Renji!" she cried out, demanding something she had never experienced before.

With what sounded almost like a growl, Renji leaned back and quickly pulled Rukia's white panties off. His body moved stealthily back over hers and their lips resumed their battle. She could feel his erection pressed against her thigh and she wiggled to settle his body between her legs.

He broke the kiss and looked down at her beautifully lust filled face, "Are you sure Rukia?" he asks, hoping more than anything that she would say yes.

She gulps audibly and gazes up at him. She couldn't deny a face like that… or her own screaming desire for that matter but she remembered how big he was. "Y… Yes. But Renji… I don't think it's going to work."

Renji laughs painfully and says, "Trust me Rukia. It will work."

He could feel her trembling beneath him so he takes his time. Kissing her softly and placing his erection at her opening. She's already wet and ready for him but he doesn't press forward, letting her get used to him and waiting for her to start the intrusion. As the kiss stretches on, he can feel her body start to squirm beneath him. Her hips started to flex and soon she was lifting herself to pull more of him inside.

He groaned as the wet sheath slowly closed around him. He wanted desperately to just thrust fully inside but he didn't want to hurt her. Slowly the warmth enfolded him; taking him in, inch by inch. When he finds himself butting against a thin membrane, his eyes shoot open. She was a virgin.

"Rukia… you're a… you're a virgin," he states, staring at her wide-eyed.

She nods her head and then buries her face against his chest. She knew this wasn't going to work. He was just too big and she was way too inexperienced.

"It's going to hurt momentarily but I promise, it won't last," he says and waits for her answer.

She trusted him completely so she nods her head and waits for the coming pain. She watches Renji close his eyes tightly and then, in the next instant, he is thrusting fully inside of her; ripping through the barrier that had barred his way before. He'd been right, the pain had only been momentary but there was a lingering soreness inside her. He sat perfectly still and opened his eyes to look down at her.

"Are you ok?' he asks softly.

"Mhmm," answers Rukia, adjusting to the overwhelming feeling of him seated deeply inside her.

With a slow stroke, Renji starts to slide out. Rukia can feel her muscles clenching around him and when he pushes back in, a low moan escapes her lips. "Renji, that sorta feels… good," she says and watches his lips quirk upwards in a quick smile. His arousal starts to move inside her, in and out in slow stokes that leave her gasping for breath. His rhythm starts to increase and soon she is matching his thrusts with inexperienced thrusts of her own. Her body starts to bead with sweat and they start to slide over each other; their breaths mingling in a chorus of sexual need.

"Oh God, Rukia… you are so tight," Renji cries out and starts to pump wildly inside her.

"Aargh!" she cries out and soon, the pounding of his hips against hers drowns out their ragged breaths.

A foreign pleasure is starting to mount near her groin and each thrust from his deliriously incredible hips brings her closer and closer to that something. She grabs his biceps and holds her breath as the last few thrusts push her closer and closer till suddenly she explodes from within, crying out in pure bliss and arching her back off the ground.

Renji's ragged breath is near her ear and it's the sexiest thing she'd ever heard. Suddenly, he jerks one last time and seats himself deeply within her and cries out his own release. She wraps her arms tightly around his sweat covered back, kissing his chest and shoulders and let's the waves come down as her climax unravels.

His arms start to give out and he rolls to the side bringing Rukia with him and laying her over his body. They cling to each other as they try to catch their breaths. He starts to press kisses to her dark hair and he can feel her lips curl up in a smile against his chest.

"Rukia, that was incredible," he says, enjoying the feel of her body against his.

"Mmm… I agree," she answers, her voice husky and ragged. "When can we do it again?"

I hope you enjoyed! Check out the picture on deviantart by hamchristian called Rukia and Renji. I got some of my motivation from that picture.