Chapter 3 – "Tailor-made Just for You" (Renji Abarai)
Renji Abarai. _ _ knew his body better than anyone else. After all, she was his tailor. And he kept her busy. It seemed that she saw Renji all the time. From ripped sleeves during training to shredded shihakushos from battle, she'd seen it all. Some days she wondered if Renji were the busiest soul reaper in the Seireitei. Whenever he would mention a new mission coming up she would order material for a new shihakusho, work on it while he was away, and have it ready for a final fitting on his return because the word "mission" meant his clothes were not making it home intact.
For over a year, Renji had been going to _ to tailor-make his shihakushos. He went to her because she was the best and everyone in the Seireitei knew it. However, once he'd gotten to know her, he began looking forward to his appointments with her for a different reason. She was lovely and funny, and made him look and feel like a million kan. It only took him three months to completely fall in love with her. But, it took him six more months before he worked up the courage to ask her out to dinner.
Since then, Renji and _ had been a casual couple. They usually spent their evenings with a group of his friends, eating dinner and hanging out. She was his "plus one" wherever he went socially. He was content to be casual and get to know her outside of her shop while letting her get comfortable in his world. It also didn't hurt that she loved making clothes for him, and she had a true gift for fashion. They were, hands down, the best dressed couple in the Seireitei.
His favorite evenings with her were when they were alone. She would invite him for dinner and they would cuddle up to watch a movie. They would fall asleep on the couch and he always got breakfast and a smooch before they both left for work the next morning.
Last night had been a night they spent alone. It had also been the first time Renji had kissed her…really kissed her – none of the sweet pecks and smooches they'd exchanged for the last three months. He'd branded her with that first passionate kiss. Between his skill with that glorious mouth of his and the way she felt about him…she knew without a doubt that her heart belonged to him. And, she was terrified.
Renji arrived at _'s house for dinner. He was still walking on clouds after the soul-searing kiss they'd shared last night. So when she met him at the door looking like she had been crying, alarms went off in his head and his stomach dropped. He followed her further into the house. "Babe, what's wrong? What happened?" He feared someone had died because _ wasn't a woman who cried easily.
She stopped in the living room, lifted his latest, tattered shihakusho and looked at him with teary eyes, "This is what's wrong. This is what happens."
Renji looked baffled. Why the hell is she crying over a ripped shihakusho? "O – K." He reached for her, but she pulled a step away. His look darkened; something was very wrong. "Tell me what's got you so upset, _."
Her face was a mask of emotional misery, "Last night!" Shook her head, "That kiss…what I feel…"
Seeing her struggle was like being slowly sliced open a millimeter at a time. He had a sneaking suspicion of what was bothering her and he wasn't going to let her escape this relationship, not without a fight. Time to lay it on the line. His eyes bored into hers and he closed the distance between them without touching her, "I love you, _, I have for a long time."
It was like an explosion had gone off in her head. His words echoing over and over, beating at the door to her heart. She shook her head again, "I'm terrified, Renji. Terrified that one day this," dropped the shihakusho on the floor, "will be all that makes it back from one of your missions."
Renji had guessed correctly. He tilted her chin up to make her face him. "I won't lie and say that that will never happen. But, I can promise you that I plan on being around for a very long time. My only goal has always been to get stronger and that's what I've done." The backs of his fingers stroked along her jaw, "_, no one is promised a tomorrow." He dropped a soft kiss on her lips, "All I know is that I want you to be with me when all those tomorrows come." His eyes held hers. "I promise you this – whether it's only for a day or for a millennium, I will love you to my last breath."
The shimmer of her tears shone like diamonds as they spilled down her cheeks. Renji enfolded her in his arms – this time she didn't pull away. She leaned into him, her face buried against his chest, her hands clutching his shirt. He heard her mumble something against him.
"What?" He asked.
She leaned back, lifted her face, and spoke around a sniffle, "I said 'I love you, Renji'!" The smile that dawned on his face was so bright she felt like a fist was squeezing her heart.
He leaned in for a kiss and she shifted just a bit to make him miss. "I – I need to wash my face. I'm all snotty and icky."
"I don't care."
"I do!" She pulled an impressive evasive maneuver that wiggled her right out of his grasp and had her on her way to the bathroom.
He laughed and followed her. A memory of their first picnic in the park rose up in his mind. He had chased her that day too. She had squealed like a little girl when he caught her and tickled her neck with nibbling kisses. They had talked for hours that day about everything and nothing.
He leaned in the bathroom doorway as she blew her nose and then washed her face. "You're beautiful when you cry." His gaze settled on her butt as she bent over the sink, "And when you bend over."
"Oh yeah, snotty nose, puffy eyes, blotchy skin – every woman in the Seireitei is grinding her teeth in envy."
He chuckled. "So, what movie do you want to pretend to watch tonight?"
She turned around and lifted her dress up and over her head then let it fall on the floor. Her bra and panties were simple, white lace. His eyebrows reached for the sky. "No movie tonight, just –" Renji moved so fast she never got to finish the sentence. His lips were on hers, hot and hungry, his hands lifting her easily.
He carried her into her bedroom, put her on the bed, and then stripped off his shirt so fast she heard two stitches pop as it whipped over his head. She giggled when he got tangled in his jeans, but that choked off when his underwear hit the floor. Two words sprang to mind: Wow. Huge. He stood still and let her look her fill. The heat in her gaze stoked his desire even more. "Oh, my stars…" She was on her knees, reaching for him. "Renji Abarai, you are one extremely gorgeous man." All those muscles…those beautiful, hard muscles. From top to bottom, Renji was a living, breathing work of art. And he was hers – all hers.
He smiled at her then sucked in a breath like he'd been burned when her hands gently stroked his erection. She pressed a kiss just below his belly button and felt him twitch in her hands before she grinned up at him, "I see the carpet matches the drapes."
Renji laughed as he leaned forward, forcing _ to move back. He crawled onto the bed with her, trying to get her where he wanted her. She was having none of that. She pulled his supporting arm out from under him, sending him onto his back with a little "whuff". "Ladies first, Lt. Abarai."
"My thoughts exactly," his nimble fingers released her bra in one quick movement, "I can't wait to taste you." The bra was flung blindly over the side of the bed with one hand as two fingers on the other hand hooked the lacy fringe of her panties.
She scooted her lower body out of his reach. "I meant I get to taste you first." She kissed the palm of his hand. "From the first day I saw you, I've wanted you." Her fingers began to trace the tattoos on his arms, following them to his chest. "You have no idea how many times my fingers have ached to trace your ink; to learn the shape of your muscles, to feel your strength, to know that no one gets to touch you like I do." She leaned over him, lips lowering to kiss and lick the tattoos on his chest.
Renji shivered. He couldn't speak, emotion had clogged his throat. What she just said – what she was doing with that sexy mouth…if she went any lower…
She kissed her way down his chiseled abs. The moment she passed below his belly button, his hips lifted in anticipation of her reaching her goal. She chuckled against his lower belly, a mere inch from the tip of his erection. Shifting, she put herself between his legs facing him – better access for her, better visual for him. Her eyes held his, "Every time I knelt before you during your alterations, I thought about this..." Her lips skimmed down his shaft. He gripped the sheets and chewed his lip. She rubbed her cheek on him all the way back up, "…how it would feel as you slid past my lips…"
Renji's face was a study in sweet agony. He still couldn't speak thanks to _'s seductive words scattering his thoughts. Her touch was nearly unbearable, overloading nerve endings that were screaming for attention. Then, her mouth, slick and warm, pulled him in. His hips rose. A guttural groan. He had to see…
Mistake! Seeing her lips around him as she slowly worked her mouth up and down, tongue exploring just as slow – he nearly came right then. "Fuck…" it was a huff of breath as he threw his head back onto the pillows to focus on anything that would keep his control in check for longer than a few more heartbeats. She hummed against him – a happy sound that vibrated and made his legs shake.
Lightning flashed, painting the room silver-white. Renji began counting…1…2…3…thunder rolled. _'s tongue rolled over him and he moaned. Her hands were stroking where her mouth couldn't reach. The gentle sound of rain mingled with his heavy breaths.
A double, blinking flash…1…2…thunder rolled. She held him still using the underside of her tongue along with her lips to rub over the head of his cock. Her focus narrowed to just below the tip in the one spot that drove him crazy with pleasure. He was squirming despite her hold on him. Wild, frenzied, his brain was short-circuiting and all he knew was that he needed to touch her. He tried to sit up but only managed to get halfway. He leaned on one elbow, the other hand reached for her. His hand found purchase on the back of her neck, a handful of hair pushed out of the way. He had to see…
A blinding flash, the room went bright white, burning afterimages of her over him…1…thunder rolled. She took him back into her mouth. Watching every move she made, he gasped, panted. Sucking hard and fast like trying to guzzle her favorite drink through a straw – he was sliding back and forth in her mouth, over that oh-so-wicked tongue that kept his sweet spot stimulated. His legs were trembling to the rhythm of her sucking. He was bucking, jerking, ragged breaths all saying the same thing: his control was about to shatter.
The room lit up as a peal of thunder shook the house. Renji came with an incoherent shout, half growl, half yell. _ took his essence with ease, making sure he was finished before gently releasing him. She nearly giggled when he went dead-weight and didn't respond to his name. She peeled the hair away from his face, brushed the backs of her fingers over his cheek…nothing, not even a twitch.
Another clap of thunder rattled the windows. The power went out. _ sighed and groped in the dark for the candle on the nightstand. She spent a few minutes lighting candles around the room before taking one into the bathroom for a quick clean up. A few gulps of water and a swish of mouthwash took her less than a minute.
Upon her return, she crawled back into bed to wrap herself around Renji who seemed to still be recovering. She stroked his face and planted a few soft kisses across his forehead. Feeling her hands on him and her skin against his, Renji finally opened his eyes. She was grinning at him, "Did you pass out?"
"Maybe, a little." He stroked her face, "I have never had anyone do what you just did to me."
"You're telling me no one has ever given you oral before?"
"No, babe, I mean no none has ever done it like you. Holy shit, that was amazing." He kissed her, tasted mint. "Why do you taste minty? How long was I out?" He looked around, "What's with all the candles?"
She snickered. "Mouthwash. Long enough. And the power went out."
He nuzzled her neck, a chuckle rumbling in her ear before his voice turned sultry. "Mmmm – making love by candlelight. Perfect." His lips trailed along her jaw to her chin. A slight tilt of her head and he kissed under her chin then down her throat. She pulled the hairband out of his hair letting it spill free. The silky strands slipped through her fingers as he moved lower. Turning her onto her back, the candlelight made her skin glow. "_, you are so beautiful." His hands were large and her breasts were a pleasant handful. His mouth was warm as he covered a nipple. She sighed and began to arch into him. He sucked and a jolt of sharp pleasure shot straight down her body. He moved to the other one, not leaving until he got the same result.
Renji's hair dragged over her skin as he kissed her stomach, swirled his tongue around her belly button and then sank lower. _ was starting to writhe under him and he hadn't even taken her panties off. "Such pretty panties, maybe I should leave them on you."
She looked down at his teasing grin. "Pull them off, rip them off, cut them off. I don't care as long as they are off. The only thing I want on me tonight is you." He laughed, a wicked glint in his eyes as they peered at her through his long bangs.
He kissed and licked across the edge of her panties from one hip to the other. A finger hooked in the middle of the lacy fringe and dragged them down, his lips following. She lifted her butt so he could pull them off. They were quickly whipped down her legs and tossed aside. He dragged two pillows down to stuff them under her lower back and butt before settling between her legs, easing them over his shoulders as he got comfortable. He planned to be there for a while.
She was eager for his touch, fidgeting, wishing he would finally put his mouth where she needed it most. But, Renji occupied himself with kissing her hip, above her pubic bone, the crease where her thigh met her pelvis. His hands were busy on her skin: rubbing, kneading, distracting her as he moved from spot to spot. She tried to move into his touch, but the constant shift in sensations gave her no chance to focus. He could smell her arousal and hear frustration her moans. Watching her claw the sheets made him smile against her skin. "Baby, you smell so good. Can I taste you?"
Her voice broke on a hoarse plea, "Yes, Renji, please!"
She expected him to dive right in, but even in this he was still going so slow. He licked a fleshy outer lip, giving it a sucking kiss. She bucked a bit. He repeated the action on the other one. She growled, a sound that damn near bordered on annoyance. Renji swallowed a snicker. He licked lightly over her slit, skimming outside, making sure he didn't push in any further. A tremor ran through her legs. She whined, begging without words.
"Look at me, _." His voice was a bit husky.
Propped on the pillows, she was on display with Renji hovering over her. The sight of his broad shoulders dwarfing her spread legs made her feel small and delicate. It also sent a fresh wave of heat to pool inches from where his mouth was poised. His hair was cascading over one shoulder to pool on her belly, right where a knot of need had formed. She reached for him, her hand threading into his hair, a light scrape of her nails across his scalp. He pressed a kiss to her wrist before dropping his lips to her tender flesh. She let out a small gasp as she watched his lips press and spread against her. A moan followed when she saw and felt his tongue slide over her clit and then down to taste her. He hummed, she trembled. His little groan of pleasure – she tasted like heaven.
Renji's eyes never left hers. But, she wasn't looking back, she was watching his mouth. He made a show of it, long drags up with his tongue before sliding the back of it over her. His lips kissing and gently pulling at her had her panting. Gripping his hair seemed to excite him more. He sped up, his tongue flicking fast at her clit had her legs echoing the rhythm. Her fogged mind managed one thought: How the hell can he move his tongue so fast?!
Just when she though she couldn't take anymore, he stopped. One hand crept around her hip. Two fingers spread her folds a bit wider and pulled up to expose the little bundle of nerves. Soft and slow he licked. Her back arched. "Oh my god, Renji…" she hissed. Sharp and intense at first, the pleasure reached a whole new level. Then his lips encased that sensitive nub, his tongue worked magic she never knew existed. There was nothing to compare it to, nothing had ever felt this good in her life.
Renji watched _'s face. She looked like she was in pain, but the moans, mewls, and shuttering breath told a different story. He could feel her whole body pull taut and her legs were shaking. She'd let go of his hair to dig into the pillows under her, a white-knuckled grip. Any minute now, she's gonna snap…
Like a stray thread in a tapestry that had been plucked, she completely unraveled. A deep groan tore free as she lost all control. Her body was rocking, her voice was filling the room, moans had given way to cries of pleasure that carried his name. And Renji was enjoying every second of it.
He waited until he felt her relax before he indulged in her taste. He was well on the way to addiction, his thoughts consumed with one word: more.
She slowly regained her scattered senses and realized that Renji was still camped out. She met his gaze, quirked a brow, "Enjoying yourself down there?"
He lifted his head and grinned, "You taste so amazing." He stood up on his knees, wiped a thumb across his bottom lip and licked it clean, "I couldn't help myself." He pulled the pillows from underneath her and tossed them by the headboard. He sat down, legs folded and crossed. "C'mere."
_ shifted onto her knees and crawled into Renji's lap. He put a hand on her hip to guide her, the other holding his shaft so that it entered her smoothly. They both groaned as their bodies slid together as one, chests pressing together, arms circling each other. He gritted against her lips, "Ungh…you're so tight…"
She sucked his bottom lip, both her hands framing his face as she went completely still. She tilted his head just a bit to allow her to slant her mouth over his. He let her take over, mirroring her motions. The more she kissed him, the wilder she got. Nipping, whimpering, her tongue and lips consuming them both in a kiss of fire. He could feel her inner muscles flexing on him and he growled into her mouth. His hands gripped her butt and started pumping her against him. That broke the kiss. Her head fell back and she moaned, "Oh, Renji, yessss…" Her hands moved to his shoulders to steady herself as she rode him. Moments later, he felt her clamp down, muscles squeezing him as an orgasm washed over her. He held her steady until the last waves passed.
Lips on her neck, he felt the steady beat of her pulse. She brought her face back to his. Fingers wove into his hair, nails dragging, moving to hold the back of his head. He shivered. Eyes soft, full of raw emotion, she spoke, "I love you, Renji."
Something primal stirred in him. One arm around her waist secured her as he swept her under him. Her head landed near the edge of the bed. His kiss was feral as if he couldn't contain the wild feelings she'd stirred in him. His hands grabbed the edge of the mattress using it to get leverage to surge hard into her. The first thrust made her gasp and her eyes fly wide. The onslaught that followed drove her to into a frenzy. She clawed at his back, toes curling as he raked himself over every sweet spot inside her. His teeth scraped her neck, her collarbone, her jaw. Grunts and the stutter of his breath near her ear sent a tickling shiver down her back. She clung to him, desperate to live in the moment as long as possible.
Her hitching breaths and moans were punctuated by one word at a time, "More," grunted on a deep drive. "Yes!" That wonderful long slide of him on the retreat and return. She managed to string together, "P – Please, d – don't stop!" a moment before a wail of release crawled up her throat. Her orgasm hit like a bomb had gone off – a sudden rush of emotions and sensations all gathering in, then exploding out with a shockwave.
Her body was demanding him to follow her. The tight, unrelenting spasms inside her gripped him and he couldn't hold back. His climax pulled a garbled cry from his chest, somewhere between a curse and a roar.
Renji's head laid on her shoulder, face pressed to her neck. The only sound in the room was their heavy breaths slowly returning to normal. Aftershocks sent tremoring pulses from her inner muscles to his sensitized flesh drawing little gasps and sighs from them both. Her hand on the back of his neck was rubbing, soothing. His hand traced her neck, across her shoulder, and down her arm. He lifted her free hand to his lips, enjoying the softness of her skin. He marveled at how small her hand was compared to his, yet so strong despite its size. Years of working with her hands around sharp objects had left a number of tiny scars all over them. He called them her mini battle badges; shears instead of swords, needles instead of kido. It always made her giggle when he would dramatize her tailor mishaps as if they were battles.
Renji slipped free of her body, replacing the loss of connection with a deep, loving kiss. _ was a bit startled when he got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. She heard something fall in the sink, a muttered curse, then running water. When he returned he had a warm washrag in his hand. She put her hand out to accept it. "Ah, thank you."
"I got this." Was all he said before cleaning her up. Her cheeks flamed bright pink. He couldn't hold back a laugh, "All we just did with each other and this is what makes you blush?" Short on comebacks at the moment, she stuck her tongue out at him. He leaned over and sucked on it, getting a surprised squeak in return. "What? I thought it was an offer." She giggled and admired his perfect ass as he returned the washrag to the sink in the bathroom.
Back in the bed, he settled next to her, drawing a cover up over them before curling into her. He stroked her face, her hair, her neck, her back. Her hands were just as busy on his skin. Relaxing, their touches were comforting, loving. Slow kisses and soft sighs lulled them closer and closer to slumber.
Before they could give in to sleep, Renji looked into _'s lovely eyes. "I love you, _ _, with all my heart."
His words were reflected in the emotion in his eyes. She smiled at him. "I love you, Renji Abarai, with all my heart."
A sweet kiss filled with love sealed the unspoken promise of forever.
