Okay. Code Red? Check. Smokes? Check. Good tunes? Check. Now, on to the next chapter.

Thank you for all the kind comments. Really, you should stop before I get a big head. Wait, no. Don't stop.

This chapter is for bloodcrow, hope you like it!

Bleach and all associated characters are the property of Kubo Tite. I just can't resist having them act out all my pervy little fantasies.

All characters depicted in sexual acts are definitely of legal age to do so.

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I laid listening to the quiet sound of Byakuya's steady breathing. He had been asleep for a while now, but my racing mind refused to shut down. Was all of this really happening? I sighed and traced my finger over the smooth skin of my lover's chest. He stirred briefly but remained asleep. When had I fallen for him? Just yesterday I had looked at him the same way I had for all the decades we had known each other—as the taichou I esteemed and cared for. Now, as I lay studying his flawless face, exciting new emotions poured over me.

Before the whirlwind of events that had started the night before, I had never thought of Byakuya in a romantic sense. Yes, I respected and cared for him deeply. Anyone who had the privilege of working and fighting along side him couldn't help but develop admiration and devotion for this graceful, powerful man. He had always been my hero—someone I could look up to and aim to please. Ever since I had joined the sixth division it had been my goal to become like him, perhaps even surpass him someday.

So when did I form these new emotions? A part of me had always wanted a deeper friendship with Byakuya. There was always that sense of longing that had gripped me whenever I looked into his seemingly cold eyes and watched his carefully controlled actions. But he had always seemed unreachable, unattainable, and definitely way out of my league. Perhaps it was my profound reverence for him that had kept me from viewing him as a potential lover. Maybe I had looked up to him so much that I had been almost afraid to hope for anything more.

For some reason, when I saw the hurt and loneliness that he was feeling—when he chose to reveal his emotions and confide in me—all previous inclinations flew out the window and I found myself quickly falling past the point of return. There was something in his eyes and voice—something that made me realize how much I really did care for him—how much I adored him. All my reservations fell away and the only thing left was the deep well of concern that I had previously labeled as "respect" and "honor".

I sighed again and lay my head back on the pillow. Having feelings for Byakuya would probably prove to be more of a challenge than either of us expected. True, the last day or so had been incredible. He was letting me in and revealing his emotions more than I ever thought possible. In his office he had even hinted at wanting a relationship. A relationship? I wondered if he was really prepared for something like that. I knew that he craved physical contact and perhaps even the emotional part that came with it—but I was doubtful that he was truly ready for something more. After all, he had only started to open up to me in the last twenty-four hours. Sooner or later he was going to come out of the lust induced reverie and realize what was going on.

No. Byakuya was smart. Probably the smartest person I knew. I was certain he wouldn't invest time and effort in something unless he had thought it over and was sure that it was what he wanted. But I still couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps all of this was too good to be true.

Over the years I had gotten used to being single. There was plenty of things to do and countless enemies to fight that it became easy to keep my mind off the periodical twinges of loneliness that had haunted me. I surrounded myself with the people I cared about and had actually forgotten that I could be seeking something other than friendship. After all, I had never been in a real relationship, so I guess I didn't know what I was missing. Byakuya, however, knew what it was like to be in love. He had been married, and from what I gathered, he had been really happy with his wife. So I suppose it was only natural that someday he would crave that kind of commitment again.

So, the real question was—was I ready for that? My heart hurt for Byakuya and I longed to make him happy, to chase away his loneliness and replace it with the comfort I could bring him. But in the end, if something were to go wrong, wouldn't we both be worse off? He would have the pain of losing love yet another time in his life, and I would experience heartbreak for the first time in mine. Were such consequences a reasonable risk for the pleasure we could give each other now?

Sighing yet another time, I buried my face in the pillow and closed my eyes. Why the hell was I so worried? Since when did I give a damn about consequences? Everything that had happened between Byakuya and me had been incredible. I'd have to be an idiot not to continue something felt so good—so right. I lived all these years acting brashly and not giving a shit about the cost, why the hell would I start now?

I smirked and looked over at Byakuya's pale form. His pale form was practically glowing in the moonlight that poured in from my window. My heart hurt again and I realized that I would probably do anything if it meant making him happy, even if only for today. He had lived shut off and detached for too long. I'd be damned if I was going to deny him the only pleasure I'd ever seen him allow himself.

My hand moved of its own accord to the soft skin of his side. His breath hitched as my rough fingers traced slow patterns over the sensitive flesh. When he was sleeping, his usual stern demeanor faded and a look of serenity graced his face. He looked almost cute. I stifled a chuckle and moved to kiss his jaw. Silky strands of black hair were splayed out on the bed and I buried my nose in them, inhaling his crisp, clean scent. Whenever I smelled him I was reminded of a new spring day; it both comforted and excited me at the same time.

I continued idly stroking his soft skin and nuzzling his hair, enjoying the freedom to touch and look at him as much as I pleased. My fingers followed the curve of his hip down to his muscular leg, lingering for a second on a faint birthmark. The tiny imperfection looked like a speck of chocolate on his ivory skin, and I quickly bent down to flick my tongue over it. It tasted good, but not like chocolate.

Byakuya stirred when my tongue brushed against his skin. I held my breath and peered at him through the darkness. Long eyelashes fluttered before frosty blue eyes met my own.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."

Amusement flickered on his face and he propped himself up on his elbows. "What are you doing?"

I couldn't stop the smirk that twitched at my mouth. "Exploring." My tongue darted out over the blemish again. A soft sigh fell from the lips above me and I took it as permission to continue, letting my tongue swirl slowly over the soft skin inside his hip. His hands traveled up to my hair, pulling on the tie and releasing the crimson strands onto my shoulders. He slid my bandana off of my forehead and brought it to his face, inhaling deeply when the white fabric touched his nose. "You smell good."

I smiled at the compliment and crawled up to meet him face to face. "Not as good as you."

"I beg to differ." He leaned forward and kissed me. All traces of his earlier aggression were gone—this kiss was slow and gentle and yielding. I teased the seam of his lips with my tongue and was rewarded when they parted slightly, allowing me to explore further and taste the sweet warmth of his mouth. His hands lingered in my hair, massaging my scalp and sending little shivers of delight through my body. He felt the tremor and massaged deeper, working down to my neck and making the muscles relax just from his simple touch. Damn, but it felt good. I wondered briefly if he'd give me a full body massage. Some other time, maybe. Tonight, I was going to take my time with him.

My hands returned to their exploration of his flawless body. His chest was firm and well defined, and even the muscles of his stomach were slightly outlined as he lay completely relaxed under my touch. I straddled his legs and began lightly kissing the trails my fingers were tracing over his body. Byakuya shivered when my lips met his skin and he continued his slow caresses on my scalp. A small gasp fell from his lips when my mouth lingered for a moment on his hardening nipple. I smirked and let my tongue dance across the tightened peak, enjoying every small noise I could wring from his body.

His agile fingers fisted gently in my hair and I kissed a wet path over to the other nub, repeating the languid movements with my tongue and drawing yet another stifled moan. I came up to kiss him again and was pleased when his response was a little more heated than the last. As our lips mingled I slid my hands down his torso, letting my nails graze him ever so slightly. Blue eyes widened and the body beneath me pushed up into my touch. For some reason I was getting the idea that Byakuya enjoyed a little bit of roughness.

I deepened the kiss and explored his mouth, pulling back only to nip at his lower lip and then delve back in. He closed his eyes and let me control the speed and intensity, allowing the moment play out how I wanted. My hands traveled to his strong arms and I stroked my thumbs against the skin inside his elbows. My mouth left his to press against the baby-soft skin, and I could feel his pulse beating gently beneath my lips.

I kissed and nipped lightly down his arm to his wrist, swirling my tongue against the skin before sucking on it gently. Another gasp from above me was followed by his hand cupping around my face. His cool fingers brushed against my earlobe, sending more shivers down my spine.

Taking his hand in mine, I opened it and slowly licked a trail down his palm and up his middle finger. When I reached the tip I pulled it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it before sucking gently. Byakuya moaned and I felt his hips twitch slightly. I smirked and sucked a little harder until my teeth grazed his second knuckle. He let his head fall back and sighed contentedly. I swirled my tongue around the length of his finger, letting it linger a little on the sensitive pad. His head raised and those gorgeous blue eyes were beginning to fill with desire as they looked into mine.

He pulled his finger away and grasped the sides of my face, pulling my lips to his. His tongue pushed into my mouth and tasted me hungrily. I let my amusement dance in my eyes and broke the kiss, putting my hands on his chest and pushing him firmly back onto the bed. "You had your fun," I teased, "It's my turn now."

A black brow curved and he opened his mouth to reply, but seemed to change his mind and only settled back into the pillow, keeping his eyes focused on mine. I gave him my most seductive smile and lowered my lips to his stomach. Kissing, nipping, and licking my way down his torso, I kept my eyes on him to take in each one of his reactions. Every time my teeth plucked at his skin his eyes would flutter shut before he caught himself and returned my stare.

I worked ever so slowly downward until my lips found the soft skin inside his hip. My teeth nibbled at the flesh before my tongue swirled across it. Byakuya's hands fisted in the sheets and his breathing deepened as my mouth moved closer to his arousal. I stroked his hip bones with my thumbs and moved to kiss the inside of his thigh. Looking up, I saw him bite his lip and stare down at me with lust now swimming in his eyes. I held his gaze and licked from his knee, along his thigh, to the place where his balls rested against his leg. A little shudder shook his knees as I flicked my tongue over the wrinkled skin of his sack.

I appraised his now rock hard erection, trying to memorize every curve of this part of him I was growing more and more fond of. A moan left him when I gently wrapped my fingers around the base, standing it up so that I could inspect it further. His cock was as beautiful as the rest of him—a flawless pillar of ivory. I slid my hand up the velvety smoothness and enjoyed the groan and twitch of the hips I received in return.

Leaning forward slightly, I breathed in his deep, masculine scent. Never before had I been so aroused by just a smell. When I exhaled, my breath fell on his pulsing arousal, drawing a deep groan from somewhere in his chest. Enjoying the control I had over him, I let my tongue slide out to tease the tip of his cock, gingerly tasting the clear droplets of liquid that had oozed out. Byakuya's back arched at the touch and he gripped the sheets harder.

"Renji..." He was panting and I felt a deep satisfaction at being able to get such a reaction from the impossibly controlled man.

"What do you want?" I asked, my amusement clearly audible in my voice.

"I want you." He looked down and the way his blue eyes had darkened with need made my own cock twitch.

"What do you want me to do?" My smirking lips were dangerously close to his arousal.

"Put your mouth on me." I raised my eyebrow and he quickly added, "...please."

"Please? Is my taichou asking me to suck his cock?" I grinned when his eyes widened in surprise at my blunt question.

"Well, when you put it that way..." he tilted his head and looked at me curiously.

"I want to hear you ask me. Say it—say you want me to suck your cock." I stifled a chuckle at the thought of someone as proper as Byakuya saying something so crude.

"I refuse." He set his jaw and stared at me indignantly.

"Fine." I moved my mouth even closer to his cock, letting my breath fall in slow puffs against the straining skin. His fingers gripped the sheets so tightly that the knuckles whitened and his hips bucked slightly, trying to touch his erection to my lips.

I chuckled darkly and blew a stream of air around the tip of his cock. "I don't know about you, but I can do this all night." The look he gave me suggested he was thinking about flipping me over and having his way with me. I draped my arm over his stomach to let him know that I was planning on holding him down, no matter what he tried. "All you have to do is say it." My brow twitched. "Unless you'd rather I not suck you off."

Pale hips jerked under me again. Was he actually getting aroused by my tactless comments? I decided to experiment.

"Don't you want to feel my mouth around you? Don't you want me to swallow you until your cock is deep in my throat?" Byakuya's eyes widened and he didn't quite stifle the groan that came from his throat. Well what d'ya know? He liked the dirty talk. I grinned and crawled up to look him in the face, leaving my hand lingering centimeters away from his erection.

"Don't you want to fist your hands in my hair and scream my name when you come in my mouth?" I whispered into his ear. He tried to get up but I held him in place. There was no way I was letting him get out of this now. "I think you do. I think you want me to go down on you until you spurt all that tasty cum of yours in my mouth." My tongue flicked over his ear and his whole body tensed underneath me. "Say it," I commanded.

"Renji..." Sweat began to form on his milky skin and I bent down to bite his shoulder. He failed to stifle another groan as I swirled my tongue against the wound.

"Renji, please." He looked at me and I smirked back at him, letting my tongue slide out to lick my lips seductively.

"Please, what?"

"Please... suck my cock." The last three words were barely a whisper but they cut through the silence of the night and went straight to my groin. Just the sound of his voice uttering something so purely sexual spurred my lust way beyond control.

"As you say, taichou." My tongue darted out to his ear one last time before I slid down his body, planting needy kisses on the skin that I encountered. When I reached his unbelievably hard cock, I immediately took the head into my mouth. No use teasing anymore, he had asked, after all.

I ran my tongue around the tip before enveloping him in the moist heat of my mouth. Byakuya groaned and ran his hands through my hair. My lips tightened around him and I eased down until I felt the top of his cock lodge in the back of my throat. Hollowing my cheeks and creating a steady suction, I pulled back until my tongue brushed against the sensitive area under the tip. I lingered there for a moment before quickly swallowing his length again, drawing another groan and a deep shudder from beneath me. My fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and slid up with my mouth. I pumped him a few times before swirling my tongue around the tip and down the pulsing vein.

My hand continued its steady rhythm on his cock while my mouth followed to engulf the flesh revealed on my downward stroke. Every time my fingers came up I sucked lightly on the tip of his erection before closing it in my tight grip. Saliva coated my hand and allowed me to slide effortlessly up and down the length of him. Only a few moments went by before Byakuya was panting and breathing my name. "Renji... Gods... Renji."

His needy whispers made my own arousal almost painfully hard and I reached between my legs to stroke myself in time with the steady rhythm I kept on his cock. He felt me move and propped himself up to observe me touching myself. Seeing him watch excited me even more and I groaned around his cock in my mouth. The vibration made him throw his head back and utter a moan of his own. I knew that if this were to continue I probably wouldn't last much longer so I sped up my rhythm and gripped him a little tighter.

"Renji... ahh... fuck." The swear was sexy as hell coming from Byakuya's lips and it immediately sent me over the edge. My body shook as I practically erupted onto the bed. I removed my hand from his cock and swallowed him whole, clenching the tip of him in my throat, now rumbling in a primal groan brought on by my release. The sudden wet heat of my mouth around him made him sit up and clutch at my head as his own orgasm surged through him. His hands pulled almost painfully in my hair and every muscle in his body tightened and released with each wave of ecstasy that rocked him.

When he finally relaxed, he stroked the side of my face and brought my face up to his. He looked at me with pure contentment and kissed me slowly, tasting himself on my lips. I pushed him back and we both collapsed on the bed, still panting and trembling slightly.

"You swore." I rested my chin in my hand and peered at him, intrigued.

"Did I? I recall no such thing." He moved to nuzzle my jaw but not before I saw the smirk on his face.

"Who knew you had such a dirty mouth?" I teased.

He chuckled softly and pulled me onto his chest. "Who knew a lot of things?"

I sighed and nestled into his embrace. The warmth of his body crept over me, filling me with a sense of complete comfort and happiness. His hand grasped mine and held it over his heart. The steady beat of his pulse soothed me and I felt myself drifting off towards sleep. Before my eyes closed for the night I mused at how unexpected—but incredibly fulfilling this little turn of events had become.

Who knew?