Hey! Once again I have made you lovely readers wait! And for that I am sorry! But here it is chapter 7!
RENJI'S PROF
Okay so I guess it's my turn to tell my story, about damn time. I'm Renji Abarai; I am 1st seat under Captain Byakuya. The man is strict, emotionless, and beautiful. Yes, I did say beautiful. He is my captain, my teacher and my secret obsession. Now, while he may be emotionless, he still has urges, and as his 1st seat I am supposed to be there to help with those…urges. He knows that I love him, and he, shamefully and without problem, takes advantage of that. He fucks me senseless, no kissing, no touching, just fucking, there is no passion, and while I desperately want there to be something between us, I know that for a fact, all I will be is one of his subordinates…sometimes I like to think that if I was a captain also, his equal, we can be something more. "You are a subordinate, you and I cannot be." I can still here his words crisp and clear in my mind. The moment he told me this I applied myself to becoming better and more powerful. I am already qualified to becoming a captain, and seeing as how a few of our old captains were sucked into Aizen's Waco-Parade, I have a really good chance. All I have to do is wait, I had already asked for the position with the Head Captain.
Buzz! I pull my phone out: lecture hall two minutes. It's from Byakuya. I sigh, I'm excited because this means that he has one of his "urges" and wants me to fulfill them, and for that I sigh, I should not be happy, I should not be excited. I should text him back and tell him fuck off, but I won't and I can't. I now that I'll be late for 3rd period but he doesn't have a class then so he doesn't care and neither do I! I always get detention for "skipping class" so I couldn't care less. I pack up my things, the teacher eyes me and asks me were I'm going, I tell her that its none of her business and walk out. I head right for the lecture hall.
I knock before I come in and I find the lights off. "Lock the door." I hear his disembodied bored voice. I turn and lock it, not missing a beat. I turn back around and my eyes finally adjust I find him sitting on the top long desk with his legs crossed and his hands neatly folded resting on his knees. He has the same expressionless look about him. He shifts to rub his chin, studying me with his sharp charcoal eyes. "Remove your bag and shirt." He says nothing more and I don't need him to repeat himself. I know that me just eagerly listening to him is not something I should do, but I don't care I want to feel him, even if its selfish and loveless, it's something, and I can live with something. I throw my shirt on top of my bag. He stares at me and then narrows his eyes. "Ponytail…" He says quietly, "Get rid of it!" he barks at me, he has this thing about my hair, he told me to grow it out, so I did and it's a nuisance, it bothers the hell out of me, so I tie up. He doesn't like it. I quickly release my hair and I feel it frame my face and cascade down my back. "Belt, socks, shoes." He says simply. I pull at my belt and sink my fingers into the hips of my pants, "pants also?" I ask. His eyes harden, wrong move on my part, "Belt, socks, shoes!" He says harshly. I quickly and without uttering a word, do as he says.
I am now only in my pants and under where in the entry way of the lecture hall under his hard stare. I feel my body temperature rise and my pants tighten slightly, my breathing becomes slightly ragged. He finally gets up only to circle and study me more closely. Even in the dark, his eyes, hold power over me. He is now standing behind me; he strokes his hand down my arm, leaving my panting and with goose pimples. He then roughly pushes me. I fall onto the desk; he lifts me up with my legs and pushes me farther onto it. He lays his body over mine, he whispers into my ear, "Scream all you like, no one will hear you." He reaches around me and undoes my pants and shifts into my boxers finding my already weeping erection. This is what you do to me! You have barely touched me and I'm so close! I think to myself. He begins to pump me off, "no it'll stain." I say breathlessly, "too bad," He says calmly in my ear, "now scream for me." He orders. I let myself become a mess of moans and pants. "Ahh I'm gunna-" and before I can get my release he releases me, I whimper, he just ruthlessly tugs down my boxers and pants, without warning or preparation, he penetrates me. There was no time to adjust to his manhood; he just mercilessly pounds into me! It's different to how he usually does it, he's rough, yes, but today he seems angry, furious even! After a bit the pain is gone and is replaced with screams of pleasure too much for me to contain even in the slightest, as he pounds my prostate in an animalistic manner! It's only a matter of time before I come violently all over myself, my jeans, and the desk. He comes thereafter, filling me up, then pulling out and letting me fall into a pile of pants and gasps of air!
He gathers himself and tucks his now soft manhood back into his pants and leans down. He study's me and then reaches for something, a wash cloth. He cleans me up, dresses my boxers and pants back to their rightful place, and then looks me in the eyes. His sharp charcoal depths letting me in for the first time, "I have given the Head Captain my thoughts on you becoming a Captain…if you try to apply for that possession again…your punishment will be a lot worse!" He moves a stray hair out of my face, "such beautiful hair," then he examines my body, "such a beautiful phasic," He looks me in the face again, "such a beauty…and you are mine alone!" I can feel my eyes grow wide. "If you ever leave my side…I will kill you…and myself thereafter." He says his voice pained. Before I have time to react to what he is saying, he leans down and captures my lips in a breathtaking kiss. He bites my bottom lip making me moan, hi licks it and kisses me once more before pulling away. He holds my face in his hand, "get dressed, go home and rest." It wasn't a sweet notion, it was a command, an order from my captain, and that's what he is, MY captain. And I'm his, I don't know if he meant it as I'm interpreting it, but what I do know is that for the first time he has cared for me, for the first time, he has told me I am beautiful, for the first time he has kissed me, and as he closed the lecture hall door, for the first time he has smiled at me!
Yeah sorry it's a bit short the next part of this chapter will be out soon! I promise, it will be Byakuya's point of view and then there will be a part three were it is both…kinda sorta…XD