AN: I apologize for the exceptionally long chapter… It just didn't really have a natural stopping point. I also apologize for the switching of Japanese terms of Shinigami and Gotei 13 to the English terms of Soul Reaper and 13 Court Guard Squads. Idk why I did that. xD

Warning: This contains yaoi, and such, so beware.

Renji, having broken the kiss, Ichigo was thrust back to reality. Still wrapped in the lieutenant's arms, he looked up into his scarlet eyes. The moment he did so, Ichigo's Hollow became furious, fighting Ichigo to pull away.
"You fool! You filthy, no good disgusting gay dirty slut! How can I bear to share a body with the likes of YOU?? Trash, that's what you are!"

Speaking aloud, words directed at the hollow, Ichigo yelled, "You're wrong, hollow! You have no say in what I do!" Seeing Ichigo struggling, Renji came up behind him, and wrapped his arms around his waist, his head resting in the crook of his neck.

"Don't listen to him Ichigo. No need to get angry with him, it'll only add more fuel to the fire." Renji paused, nipping at Ichigo's ear, half speaking to himself, "But you are so adorable when you're angry".

Ichigo remained facing away from Renji. "Renji… You just… kissed me. But, it's not right, is it? I'm not supposed to have liked it; to want more… It feels right, but I just know it's wrong." Ichigo could feel Renji's hot breath against his pale skin.

"No, Ichigo. It's not wrong… You can't deny love; Genders don't define it, you define it. And I'm right here with you, Ichigo." Hearing Ichigo's confused ramblings, Renji was reminded of his own past. He was once in the same position as the orange headed boy before him; he understood what his feelings were.

Many years ago, right after Renji had been announced as the lieutenant of Squad six, Rukia had left for the world of the living, leaving him alone with the captain on many occasions. He was faced with a strange feeling towards Byakuya; deep down Renji knew what it was, but he didn't want to believe it. He covered it up with his hate for him; his need to overcome Byakuya's abilities. But what he really felt towards him wasn't hate, and was more than an admiration; he had fallen for Byakuya.

Renji himself had, once, been in his quarters, on the floor, behaving much in the same way Ichigo had, but unlike Ichigo, he was not lucky enough to have his man return his feelings. Byakuya had never come bursting into his room, asking what was wrong, engaging him in a passionate kiss. Byakuya never comforted him, or told him it was alright to feel those feelings.

Instead, when Renji came, one early morning into Byakuya's living quarters to confess his love, Byakuya replied to him in a very cold manner.

"I'm sorry Renji, but I'm afraid I cannot say that I feel the same, or condone such feelings coming from my lieutenant. If you wish to remain lieutenant of squad six, I will have no further mention of these feelings, and this entire scene never occurred. Do you understand, Mr. Abarai?" Byakuya straightened the papers he was mulling over and looked up to make eye contact with Renji.

"Yes, I understand Captain, sorry to bother you."

"And one more thing, Renji," Byakuya dropped his familiar, formal way of speaking. "Coming to you as a friend, not as your captain; Next time, don't be so bold about those feelings you might hold for someone else. They more than likely won't return them, so it's best if you keep them private. Now be gone."

"Yes, Captain Kuchiki."

That day Renji's heart had been ripped from his chest, and he was sure that no one would ever return his feelings of love; sure that fate had willed him to be alone. He watched from afar, as Byakuya went about his daily business, totally aware, and disapproving, of Renji's feelings.

Then Ichigo appeared. He didn't think much of him at first. He saw him as just another mess to clean up, but they grew closer, allies, even friends. Renji began to feel for Ichigo the same way he had for Byakuya; He found himself watching Ichigo every chance he got. Renji was entranced by the pure desire he harbored to protect his friends, in awe of the strength he possessed. But this time, Renji knew better than to come out and confess to someone who was more than likely straight.

But now, the aforementioned substitute shinigami was here, in his arms, and it was very real, and Ichigo was most definitely not straight. And all Renji could do was grin bigger.

Ichigo noticed Renji's silence, and turned around in his arms. "What's wrong Renji? You spaced there for a second."

"No, it's nothing… Just remembering something… I hope you realize how lucky you are…" Renji's tone was pained, but Ichigo decided it was better to leave that question for another time.

"Believe me, I do." Ichigo pulled Renji into another kiss, but this time more loving, more caring. Renji's hand drew figure eights in the small of Ichigo's back. Ichigo's hands rested on the flat planes that were Renji's shoulder blades.

Ichigo pulled his lips away and rested his forehead against Renji's and whispered, "I love you, Renji."

Renji gasped, surprised at the teen's statement, and pulled his lips to Ichigo's ear.

"Well, in that case, Strawberry…" Renji leaned down engaging Ichigo in another kiss, but this one was different; it was filled with lust. He moved the younger to his bed, and pushed him against the headboard.

In perfect rhythm with Renji's need to breath, Ichigo managed, "Renji… isn't this… I mean… what if?" Renji heard Ichigo's question, and pulled away.

"What if we get caught? Your dad's gone." Renji smirked, proud of his acknowledgement.

"No… it's not that. I'm just…" Renji saw Ichigo's unsure expression, and backed off.

"Ichigo, it's okay. I got carried away. We don't need to do anything that you don't want to do."

You coward!! You have the guts to say that you're in love with him then this?!? You are a good for nothing, lowly piece of CRAP! You hear me!! Crap!

Ichigo's hollow broke through for just a moment, before Ichigo was able to put him in his place once again.

"No… I want this. I want you Renji." The fire in Ichigo's eyes was born solely from the Hollow's taunting, but to Renji it appeared simply as the same determination he possessed in battle.

"No objections here, Strawberry, just don't come crying to me if it becomes too good," Renji smirked, almost growling.

"Still cocky even now, aren't you? Have you even done this before?" Ichigo raised one eyebrow, his typical skeptic face.

"No, but I'm just born a natural at everything. You should know that by now, Strawberry. I am a vice-captain of the Gotei 13 you know."

"Eh? But what does that have to do with any-" Ichigo was cut off by Renji murmuring something that sounded like, "Absolutely nothing." Before having the elder's lips smash against his.

There was a moment, more like a split second, where Ichigo hesitated; a second where so many reasons why he shouldn't be doing this invaded his thoughts. But a flick of Renji's tongue on his lips was all the encouragement he needed. Ichigo opened his mouth, and Renji promptly declared his dominance, although it didn't last; Ichigo fought back, their tongues engaged in a lust-fueled battle, similar to their sparring sessions, although this wouldn't lead to cuts and bruises. At least not this time.

Ichigo, his actions now powered by instinct, reached for Renji's sash around his waist, the top half of his uniform sliding gently off his shoulders, and Renji was so absorbed in the kiss, he didn't notice until Ichigo's fingers brushed against his now-bare chest.

"You sneaky little wildcat! How could I not notice that?" Renji's voice was hinted with a bit of drama, almost as if he let Ichigo do it. "Hmph. This won't do! You still have your shirt on." He turned away, hurt, imitating Rangiku in a way. "Because, you know Ichi, for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction."

"Dammit you, why you gotta bring science into this?" This made Ichigo, who was already a bit irritated by the pause, even more aggravated.

"Because that's what you should be doing right now, but it seems you were interrupted by something… Gee I wonder what it could be." Renji leaned further over the teen, casting a shadow over his face.

"Oh wow, I do wonder about these things, Renji." Ichigo rolled his eyes.

"That sounds so sexy when you say it like that." Renji leaned his weight onto his legs, and removed Ichigo's shirt, leaving him bare-chested as well.

"Oh does it, Renji?" Renji was subtly changing his position every few seconds, slowly moving the couple into a more horizontal orientation.

"Come 'ere, you." Renji leaned in close, his lips brushing Ichigo's ear, as he kissed his way down his torso, letting his tongue out at just the right times to make Ichigo shudder; Down his neck, pausing at the collarbones, then down to his two little nubs, licking and softly biting each one. He pressed on further still, down his abdomen, until he found his way to the button on Ichigo's pants, which his now-hard cock lay beneath.

Renji unbuttoned them without issue, but faltering before removing them entirely.

"Ichigo, I don't understand how you can stand to wear such tight jeans!! They might look good on you, but they are such a hassle." Renji chuckled, and watched as Ichigo struggled out of them, reducing them to a heap on the floor near the bed.

"I'm sorry Renji" Ichigo said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "I'll be sure to wear looser jeans for you next time."

"Next time eh? I like the sound of that Ichi."

Ichigo flushed a deep red, realizing what he had just mentioned. He wracked his brain for a witty comment, but all he managed was, "You would!"

"Oh come now Ichi, don't act like you wouldn't want a second time as well," Renji said, winking at his orange-haired companion beneath him. "And… enough talking, it seems I'll need to get to work. Or so a little birdie told me. Or something like that." With that, Renji slipped off Ichigo's boxers, and acknowledged the fact that he had nothing to be blushing about, seeing that he certainly had been blessed. Although he continued to blush anyway.

Without further conscious though, Renji did what he had always wanted to do to the silly little boy; fuck him senseless. Renji took Ichigo's member in his hand and began pumping it. Ichigo moaned loud, burying his fingers in Renji's hair, resulting in a broken hair tie. The crimson locks cascaded down his shoulders in a waterfall of liquefied rubies.

Renji looked down at Ichigo through his long hair, and realized how in control he really was. Ichigo sat helpless beneath him, eyes squeezed tight, so desperate Renji could make him agree to virtually anything; and what a wonderful feeling that was.

Well, I seem to finally have the upper hand in something! He may have me beat on the battlefield, but the bedroom is a whole 'nuther thing.

Renji decided to test the younger boy's limits. Leaning down he took in as much of Ichigo as he could. Just the feeling of Renji's mouth around his cock made Ichigo moan.

Oh but Ichi, we haven't even hardly started yet. I'd warn you, but my mouth is a bit full at the moment.

Renji had never done this himself, but he had a pretty good idea of what he was supposed to do. He ran his tongue along the whole length of the shaft, swirling his tongue around the tip.

Ichigo could hardly stand it. "Yes… Renji! Nnh… Are... you- uuh… sure… you've never… ah! Ungh… done this… before?"

Renji continued, and began experimenting, using his teeth as well, scraping the underside of Ichigo's cock. Renji pushed Ichigo as far as he could go, but every time Ichigo got close, Renji backed off; He wanted to see how long Ichigo could stand it.

"Renji! Just…" Ichigo was clearly agitated, and he didn't need to finish his sentence for Renji to understand.

Once more Renji pushed Ichigo to the edge, giving him the illusion that he would actually allow him to cum. Every single movement Renji made sent a wave of pleasure though Ichigo's body. His hips were moving wildly thrusting as much as his body would allow, forcing Renji to strategically position his head so as not to be gagged.

Ichigo felt the heat gather up in the pit of his stomach, pleasure wanting to physically manifest itself, but Renji would not allow it.

"Renji… R-Renji… I'm going to…" Ichigo whimpered from between clenched teeth.

Renji grinned from behind a full mouth, and giving one last flick of his tongue, pulled away. "Not without me you're not. I want my fun too!"

Ichigo whimpered from the loss of contact, but soon saw what Renji meant. Renji removed his hakama, and revealed himself to his lover.

Renji sat back on his calves with a puzzled look on his face. Despite the silence, Ichigo took the hint. "Second drawer, underneath the jeans."

"Ahh, thanks uke." Renji winked and made his way to the lube that he needed. Returning to the bed, Ichigo asked him, "What did you just call me?"

"Uke! The bottom?" Renji paused for a moment, squirting lube all over his hand and cock. "The weaker. I'm the seme. The top. Stronger." Ichigo looked particularly miffed at these explanations. "But don't worry, none of that will matter in a moment."

"What do you-" All of Ichigo's inquires were cut short by two of Renji's fingers being shoved inside him. Ichigo squirmed for a moment, before Renji comforted him with a kiss, meant for distraction. And it was working, as Ichigo was quite enticed by the taste of precum he got from Renji's lips and tongue. He had always imagined it would have a more… profound taste.

While this was going on, Renji felt his way around before finding Ichigo's prostate. As soon as he so much as laid a finger on it (AN: Pun so very much intended) Ichigo shuddered. Renji pulled away from the kiss, a smirk plastered across his face.

"So Ichi, still dislike being on the bottom?" Renji was torn between the small voice in his head that told him to be gentle, and his own desire to give it all he had. Ultimately, he shut out the weak little voice, and showed Ichigo no mercy.

Ichigo moaned and whimpered, but soon Renji found that his fingers were no longer enough. He removed his fingers, and positioned his cock above Ichigo's entrance, and whispered, "If that was shikai… consider this," He brought his lips close enough to touch Ichigo's ear. "Bankai." Grabbing Ichigo's hips quite firmly, he thrust his cock inside Ichigo, hitting that spot hard. Totally caught off guard, Ichigo let out a scream, and suddenly appreciated the empty house.

"Damn Ichi! You sure are tight! Which, I'm not too upset about to tell you the truth." Renji moaned, enjoying the feeling of the warm moist walls which enveloped his cock. Renji pulled his cock all the way out to the tip, and slammed it in again, hitting that sweet spot hard. Ichigo could do nothing to stifle the scream of raw pleasure the escaped his lips. Each sound he made was like a reward to Renji, pushed him further. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to make Ichigo cum so hard, he'd never forget it.

"Renji… Faster!!" Ichigo's brown eyes were darkened with lust, his knuckles white with the grip he had on the sheets of the bed. Renji complied, increasing his pace, leaving nothing to be desired. Time and time again he slammed right into that spot, leaving Ichigo's voice hoarse from screaming.

Renji grabbed Ichigo's weeping cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts. Renji was already close to cuming but held himself back, for he wanted to see his lover cum before he did. But still, Renji increased his pace even more, slamming Ichigo into the headboard. Once more, Renji slammed his cock as hard as he could into Ichigo's prostate, sending him over the edge.

"RENJI!~" Ichigo shouted Renji's name, cuming hard over his own chest, and Renji's. Ichigo's shouting and clenching muscles sent Renji over the edge, releasing his seed deep inside his lover. Renji rode out the last throes of his orgasm, thrusting roughly. Exhausted, Renji collapsed on top of Ichigo, removing himself from him.

Both parties were panting heavily, and a thin sheen of sweat adorned their bodies.For a while, neither said anything, too tired to speak or move.

"Renji…" Ichigo said, voice hoarse from screaming so much. "You're heavy… Can you get off me?" Renji chuckled and obeyed, rolling off the teen, coming to rest beside him on the bed.

"Not bad for your first time, was it Ichi?" Renji winked at him, and pulled the covers over them, falling asleep, not noticing the sound of footsteps in the hall.

AN: Okay, this took too long for me to write, longer than I anticipated. xD And yea, hopefully I'll have the next chapter out sooner. Sorry for it being so long… It's so hard to write as Ichigo's hollow, I'm not that mean!!!