Title : Friends and Lovers (2)
Author : keann
Pairing : ShuuheiRenji
Rating : M (for a reason)
Genre : romance
Warning : yoai; smut
Summary : Hangover was not the only thing Shuuhei had to deal with after a drunken night.
Disclaimer : Bleach belongs to Kubo. Shuuhei belongs to Renji; Renji to Shuuhei likewise.
Beta : English is not my first language and the fic is un-beta'd. Pardon my grammar and vocabulary. Most welcome to point out any error spotted. Corrections will be made with heartfelt thanks.
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Hisagi Shuuhei could feel the warm sunlight on his face, the summer breeze kissing his cheeks.
But he did not feel fresh out of a sleep. Instead, his head was heavy and his heart was beating oddly fast.
Damn hangover, must be it.
He opened his eyes to get a hold of his surroundings and his stomach twisted at what he saw.
Abarai Renji was sleeping next to him, sprawling half on and half off the futon. His face relaxed. His breath steady. His reiatsu at ease.
The loose crimson locks shimmered in the sunlight. Tattooed skin revealed pleasingly under the half opened yukata. Exposed muscle firm and well toned.
Hisagi swallowed hard. With his growing arousal the memory of the encounter the night before found its way back and hit him.
Oh kami-sama. What had he done? What the hell had he DONE?
He had jumped the redhead and cried on him. He had kissed him and, oh kami oh no, he had even came just by touching him.
He must have a panic attack. His face burned and his whole body crushed in pain. He would have died of embarrassment. But a small part of him was delighted with something vaguely called hope. At least Abarai had not killed him right there and then.
"Hisagi-san, are you ok?"
Hisagi was so beyond himself that he practically jumped at the question. He could not face his friend and turned away quickly.
"...yeah...ump, look, I'm so sorry...about, ump, last night...I..."
"It's alright. You were drunk."
Hisagi had a sinking feeling when he felt the other shinigami shifted and left the futon. He glanced over his shoulder.
Abarai stood stretching his long limbs in front of the window. Bathing in the sunlight he looked laid-back and placid; hands raised to run through the red tresses while eyes closed and breathed in deeply.
Hisagi wanted this man so badly his heart hurt. The first thing came to his mind slipped out of his treacherous tongue.
"Heard you are leaving for the human world today."
"Me? Why?"
"Kuchiki is leaving with the Ryoka, isn't she? Aren't you going with her?"
"Rukia? She is staying for recovery."
"Oh."
When the redhead turned towards his senpai, their eyes finally met.
That solemn look on Abarai's handsome face shook Hisagi to the core. His gaze was intense and his voice was hoarse.
"Look, I do not feel sorry for what had happened last night. Get your ass over here and finish what you have started."
Abarai could see a sudden revelation dawned on Hisagi as his widened eyes narrowed. He could also sense the surge of reiatsu coursed through Hisagi when the older shinigami was about to charge.
Then the Division Nine fukutaichou launched himself towards the redhead and they ended up wrestling on the floor.
Abarai found himself being pinned down by Hisagi's solid body. Their lips and chests and groins and thighs were pressed together. Skin sliding on skin with the yukata wide opened.
How the hell could Hisagi overpower him with such ease?
He barely caught a glimpse of the feral look in Hisagi's eyes when the air was sucked out of him by one scorching mouth.
Lips locked. Tongues battled. Teeth raked. Sure as hell Hisagi could kiss. And Abarai resolved to match his senpai in every move.
It startled Hisagi how unyielding the redhead was. Abarai Renji was well known for being a tough fighter who never gave up or backed down. But Hisagi Shuuhei wouldn't do anything without giving his best.
Abarai hissed and gritted his teeth when Hisagi ground his own arousal down forcefully on him. Pain and pleasure blended in his groin. He had been hard throughout the night and struggling not to lose it right away.
The redhead returned the favor by pushing three licked up fingers into Hisagi's tight entrance and explored mercilessly. He grabbed a fistful of dark spiky hair, holding the older shinigami in place and stifled his senpai's whimper with deep and searing kisses.
Hisagi yanked the younger shinigami up with him until they were practically sitting on each other's lap. He put an arm around the redhead's waist to pull him close, until their throbbing lengths were trapped between their hard bodies. The older shinigami wrapped his other hand around both of their weeping erections and started stroking.
Their balls brushing; their cocks rubbing. They rocked into each other with every pump, panting and shivering. The sensation overload pushed them further and higher.
"Renji...ah...Renji, I want you come inside me." Hisagi buried his face in the ruby tresses and growled. Tension was building around his balls. His cock was crying for release.
Abarai bit back a moan and laid his head on Hisagi's shoulder. That voice dripping with sex could just do him in. He was close, very close.
"Hell, yes...ride me."
With a thud the redhead's back hit the floor. The younger shinigami's mouth was thoroughly devoured, before Hisagi spitted on his own palm to coat Abarai's hot flesh. Positioning himself over Abarai hastily, Hisagi came down in one fluid motion.
The initial stretch, the familiar pressure burned through his lower body. Hisagi knew he was not fully prepared for this but he wanted it anyway. He wanted something that could leave a mark and could last for more than a few moments.
A bark choked in Abarai's throat when he was being engulfed in molten heat. He steeled himself, gripping Hisagi's hips with both hands and waited for the older shinigami to make the first move.
Hisagi's face was taut; his brow furrowed, his eyes screw shut. His manhood stood out proudly over his stomach. The sweaty naked form before Abarai's eyes was a sight beyond words.
Then Hisagi started moving with a soft grunt. He came up slow and went down all the way several times before changing pace and shifting position.
Feeling that he was being swallowed over and over again, Abarai's hips bucked and thrust up involuntarily. His groans fast and short. His eyes half-lidded. His mouth slightly parted. His handsome face was twisted with lust and pleasure.
Taking in the sight of the redhead beneath him, Hisagi could not hold back anymore. He cried out when the white-heat bliss hit him and came spurting all over Abarai's exotic tattooed chest.
The muscle tightening around him pushed the redhead over the edge. His head exploded and he was momentarily blind. With a strangle cry Abarai emptied himself inside Hisagi forgetting even his own name.
Trembling on top of Abarai, Hisagi gasped and tried to regain his composure.
Holding Hisagi in his arms, Abarai lied totally spent and, strangely, unsettled.
-tbc-
A/N : Didn't set out to write smut but the boys decided it's time to have some smoking hot sex. I just love them too much to disagree. lol