Ch. 2 (Because the conversation gets confusing, partway through the story, names will be put in front of lines like a playwright.)
A week passed after Ukitake-taicho's run-in at the sixth division barracks. He had been genuinely surprised to find (hear) the things that Kuchiki-taicho had been doing with his lieutenant, during work hours no less. 'No, it had to be a fluke. I mean, he's the head of the clan Kuchiki! He had a wife. The last I checked, he wasn't gay.' Still, the long-haired man made his way once again towards the sixth division grounds.
He was so caught in his thoughts that he didn't feel the familiar reiatsu racing towards him. He jumped as thick, hairy arms wrapped around his waist. "Oh! It's just you, Shunsui."
"Yep, it's just me. Just your lover of almost a thousand years."
"That's not what I meant. I just was thinking."
"Hmmm. Would it have anything to do with a black-haired captain and his fiery lieutenant? You know I don't like it when you think about other men in my presence." He laughed and kissed the other on the nose.
"I have to deliver this letter to Kuchiki. Last time… Well you know."
"Yes well, would you like your favorite person to tag along?"
"Hmmm. I think Yama-jii is too busy today" he smirked.
"Again with the men!"
The two laughed as they entered the building and made their way down the hall. Like a week prior, Ukitake lifted his hand to knock.
"Hmmm, Abarai."
"That feel good, Taicho?"
"Surprisingly, yes. Oooh!"
"Heh, that's the spot, huh?"
"Woah, Abarai, I'm totally next." The long-time couple were surprised to hear Hisagi-fukutaicho's voice added to the mix.
"Seriously? Again?"
"And this time it's a threesome!"
"You will wait your turn, Hisagi."
"Relax, Taicho. There's enough of me to go around."
"Hey, Juushiro," the brunette whispered. "1, 2, 3, Not only you and me. Got one eighty degrees and I'm caught in betw-" A pale hand landed over his mouth before he could continue his crude rhyme.
"Seriously? Do you want us to get caught? Wait. Don't answer that. I know what you'd say."
Hisagi: "Finally! My turn!"
Renji: "Chill out, Sempai. I can't be that good."
Hisagi: "Dude, don't you know? You're like the best in Soul Society!"
At this point, Ukitake wanted to puke and Kyoraku was actually staying quiet, silent tears of laughter spilling down his face.
They stood against each other shaking with illness/laughter until the moans coming out of the other room stopped. It had been a good half an hour that they were standing there.
Renji: "Well shit. I had no idea you two were so tense."
Hisagi: "Yeah, well since the whole thing with Tousen-taicho, I've been stuck with more reports and exercises than you could imagine. What about you, Kuchiki-taicho?"
Byakuya: "It's none of your business, Hisagi-fukutaicho."
Renji: "Taicho! Seriously, can't you ever just answer a question? It's his stupid family! They keep trying to shove a stick up his-"
"Abarai."
Renji: "Anywho, It's nothing compared to me! I have to put up with travels to the real world on a moments notice. And to top it off, I gotta babysit Rukia and Ichigo so they don't make out or worse."
Byakuya: "Kurosaki!... TO MY SISTER?"
Renji: "Chill out, Taicho. I'm sure they'll end it eventually."
Hisagi: "I can't imagine having to run my squad and play house-sitter. You have it the worst man. Here, lay down and I'll try to ease the tension."
Byakuya: "Yes and while he's doing that, you can tell me about this thing between the half-human and my sister."
Their voices muffled and Kyoraku couldn't take it anymore. He pushed past his lover and threw the door to the office open. Three surprised faces looked up at the two in the doorway but they weren't nearly as surprised as said two were when they saw all men fully dressed. Renji was indeed lying on the ground and Hisagi had his hands on the other's shoulders. "What are you doing?"
"Well," Hisagi started. "I'm just massaging Abarai-san's shoulders since he just did for me and his taicho. What did you think we were doing?"
Ukitake elbowed his lover in the side and then apologized to the three in the office. He dragged his comrade out, message still undelivered, and decided from now on, he would just send a hell butterfly.
Meanwhile…
Renji had barely sat up when a hand twisted in his ponytail and jerked his head back. He gasped as his captain's tongue quickly entered his mouth.
"Damn, I thought they'd never leave!" Hisagi knelt in front of Renji, pulling at the younger man's sash and letting his shirt fall open. He looked at Byakuya with appreciation as the noble had managed to remove his scarf, haori, and shirt without breaking his kiss. The ninth squad lieutenant leaned down pressing kisses and licks all the way down from neck to navel.
Renji could only moan as the rest of their clothing came off. With his sempai's mouth where he wanted it and his captain preparing to enter him, he knew it was going to be one hell of a night.
