Renji moved slowly, regaining his breath and looked up at Ichigo with half-lidded cherry-colored pools. "I think we should just ditch the rest of school," he joked, grinning, "after all...what's the whole point of goin' through the rest of the day?" Setting the orange haired representative down, the redhead turned to straighten himself. "Well...I dunno 'bout you...but I really wanna get outta here."
Concentrating on taking in even breaths and slowing the rapid beating of his heart, the high school student had to agree. "I think you're right. I wouldn't be able to focus on the lessons anyway." A lopsided grin was on his face. Ichigo fiddled with his shirt and pants to get them all in the right places but from the look on his face anyone would know what had just happened. He'd been fucked. In a school bathroom no less. "Let's ditch."
Renji laughed softly at the sight and moved over to the teen, his hand's fingers running through the orange strands and pushing them back into place. "Awe...don't ya look cute." He took his hands away and placed a kiss on Ichigo's cheek. "Did ya hard enough to make ya pass out?" Renji moved to open the stall door and pushed it so they could step out, peeking out the door of the restroom. Shrugging, the red haired fukutaicho looked over at Ichigo, waiting.
A pout came to his lips as Renji called him cute. "I am not cute." Frowning, he motioned for the other man to leave the stall so he could get out too. "No one there I hope?" If one of his friends just happened to walk in, say Keigo for example, this would turn into something that could be a tad awkward.
"Didn't see anyone," Renji replied, heading out and shoving his hands into his pockets then turned abruptly, taking the make-up Ichigo had stored into his pocket out and uncapped it. "Ya got more bite marks...well, one on your neck, that's about it." Squeezing some onto his finger, he leaned in and smeared it over the bite. Capping it, he shoved it into his pocket with his hands moving to run through his hair to get the snarls out and sighed. "Great...now do ya see why I wanted my ponytail?"
Sighing as he stepped out of the cubicle and eyed his neck in the mirror, Ichigo fanned the cover-up to make it dry faster. "I'll just have to get you back for these marks...." Smiling wickedly, he pointedly looked at Renji's unblemished neck. "But there will be time for that." To make sure the make-up was securely in his pocket, he shoved it deep down inside the pouch of fabric. "I can see your point about your hair. Hmmmm...." Taking a strand and rolling it in his fingers, his brown orbs settled on the red. "I could brush it for you when we get to my house."
Renji tilted his head from side to side to show off the unmarked neck with a grin, "Yeah, maybe in a few more days. Think ya can wait that long?" The redhead looked at Ichigo with appreciative cherry-colored pools at the other bringing up the possibility of brushing his hair. Purring he took the hand running the fingers through his hair and lifted it to his hand and in a joking manner kissed the top. "I'd be delighted if ya did that, Ichi."
A bright blush appeared over Ichigo's cheeks as his hands were kissed. Renji could be quite chivalrous went when wanted to be. His chestnut eyes sparkled. "I'll hold to that," he said, referring to that chance to mark his neck. The smooth flesh was just begging for him to mutilate it with his teeth, mouth and tongue. "I've always wanted to brush your hair anyways."
Hearing that made a carefree smile make its way onto the fukutaicho's lips and released the teen's hand. "Well, I think I'll enjoy both, yours...doesn't look so tamable, just the way I like it." With that he pushed the door to the restroom open and took a step out with a goofy grin. Yeah, it'd be nice to feel Ichigo bite at his neck, run those fingers through his long hair while brushing it...so nice.
Looking forward to getting out of this hell hole called school, or his favorite nickname 'torture center', Ichigo stepped out of the public restroom to follow Renji out into the hallway. It was deserted thank goodness since calls were in session. But this period would soon end and then it would be crowded with tons of teens rushing to get the day over with. "We'd better get out of here quick seeing as this period is almost over. Once everyone gets let out of class it'll be chaos."
Nodding Renji headed towards the door and turned to give Ichigo a seductive look. Raising a hand to curl a finger in the beckoning way. "C'mon, Strawberry, let's jet." With that he turned and headed out the door.
He followed Renji, a little smirk on his lips as he sauntered outside beside the redhead. "How about we continue this in my bed?" Ichigo suggested, glancing over at the male next to him.
Fluttering his lashes in a girlish way the redhead giggled. "Why not, Ichi-kuuuun?" he purred then wiped that look off all at once. "If I get there first I top." Renji stated then bolted on ahead.
"What's with the eyelash thing?" Ichigo asked though he couldn't help but grin until Renji shot ahead. "Hey! Stupid Pineapple," he muttered and chased after the running redhead, quickly overtaking his head start. "You aren't going to beat me running like that!"
Renji gawked then rolled his eyes as he tapped his foot on the ground and sprung himself forth to skip ahead of Ichigo. "Ha! Take that!" he called back.
"Skipping? Really?" Shaking his head, he stepped up his pace and secretly grinned to himself. Ichigo could see the alley that would give him a shortcut to his house and he didn't mind playing dirty since Renji could always repay the favor later. After a few more minutes of running, he turned onto the alleyway and raced down it.
Renji bounded ahead and hopped a fence, nearly knocked plenty of people over and climbed a wired fence, tearing one of the uniform's sleeves off in the process before turning and seeing the house with a wide grin on his face.
Cutting through a few backyards, he avoided a bulldog that looked ready to bite his legs off. It started barking and yowling as he cursed and dived for his own yard. The canine caught the leg of his school pants and Ichigo cursed loudly as he felt it tear.
Heavy pants passed his lips as he wretched his arm away from the fence and growled once he had to forcably get it to let go of the second sleeve. "Shit, he's probably ahead of me by now." the redhead growled.
One more yard. He chanted that as he huffed and puffed for breath after getting away from the stupid dog. "I'm going to win," Ichigo growled, looking side to side to make sure there weren't any more dogs around to slow his progress. Thankfully, he didn't see any and ran quickly across the stretch of grass and dove into his backyard with a huge smile plastered on his face. "Ha! Take that Pineapple!"
Getting the sleeve free Renji bolted to the house and stumbled once he reached the curb and pushed the door open. "J-just n....need..." he panted, hands on his knees. "To...to get up...to that damn room of his..." Slowly he trudged his way up, slumping against the wall to catch his breath.
Sensing he was running out of time, he looked for a fast way to get to his room. His chocolate gaze zeroed in on the lattice Yuzu had their father install for the climbing vines and smirked. Ichigo quickly started climbing it, hand over hand, and reached the top. Climbing in the window of the bathroom upstairs, he hit the floor and groaned, scrambling up onto his feet. "A-almost..!" Smudges of dirt on his face and his cloths, he left the bathroom and looked around before cautiously heading towards his room.
Renji almost fell face-first when he reached the top of the steps and groaned once he did before seeing Ichigo and tackling the other down onto the floor. "No ya don't!" he cried, pushing himself up to go towards the room then.
"Like hell you'll win!" Ichigo recovered quickly, reaching out to grab Renji's ankle and yanking him back to fall on the ground. He managed to avoid being trapped under him and smile victoriously as he started scurrying to his bedroom.
The redhead squeaked once he was tugged down, his ass up in the air before moving to tackle Ichigo and rolled which sadly got Ichigo to being on top of him instead of the other way around. His left hand moved up and trailed the fingers along the teen's chest in random designs, tracing over the fabric-covered nipples as well.
He laughed at the squeak though it turned into a whine as he was caught. "You dick-ngh," Ichigo said but his words ended in a low moan as his nipples were circled. His eyes nearly rolled back at the light touches; even through the fabric of his shirt they felt amazingly good. "Playing dirty now?" He groaned, straddling Renji's waist and rocked his hips against the others.
Poking his tongue out Renji traced it along his lips before shivering with a light moan. "Maybe." Renji ground up against Ichigo and grabbed onto the shirt's front to tear it open to rub his hands over the flesh revealed as the redhead leaned his head in to nibble and suck at the orange head's neck.
Gasping lightly as his shirt was ripped; he panted and started rocking his groin faster into Renji. Reaching out, he tangled his fingers in crimson locks and dragged the other's mouth up to his. Running the tip of his tongue over lips, Ichigo planted his own lips over Renji's. Taking a hand away from hair, it snuck down to slip under the shirt belonging to the man under him and upwards to pinch a nipple.
Shudders raked about his system before Renji let out a submissive sound before letting his lips part to have his tongue go over Ichigo's as his hands rose. Fingers trailed through the spiky strands and grasped them once he moved to deepen the kiss as his chest arched up with a pleased whine.
Chuckling deep in his chest at the sounds Renji was making, he nevertheless found they were turning him on. Tilting his head to the side, he felt his back arch as fingers went through his own much shorter hair. "Does this mean I win?" Ichigo's tongue entered the fiery man's mouth to tangle with another.
"No shit, sherlock." Renji teased as he trailed his tongue along Ichigo's cheek, a hand running down the teen's neck and down the arm. "Let's have some 'fun' tonight as well."
"Can't wait to have you screaming my name as I fuck you senseless." Grinning down at Renji, he yanked on the long strands in his grasp. "How do you feel about sex in the hallway?" Ichigo was pretty sure they would have the house to themselves long enough but it was a bit thrilling to have the threat of getting caught hanging above them.
Renji's head cocked back and let out a husky moan once his hair was tugged. Parting his lips he allowed his tongue to trace the lower. "Mmm, sounds kinky and fun." he replied, reaching a hand down to play with the clasp to Ichigo's pants. "Think ya can handle it?"
"Think you can handle me?" Ichigo retorted, hastily unbuttoning Renji's shirt because he didn't want to in interfere with the hand on the pants. Dipping his head down to lick inked skin with his tongue, he traced the patterns.
The redhead arched his chest up and trembled as his other hand played with Ichigo's hair.
Nipping at intervals, he soon found himself licking around Renji's left nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking hard only to give the other the same treatment. The orange haired man continued his pathway down, sticking his tongue into the inked man's belly button to tease him. "What position?" Ichigo asked the other, his voice husky and his eyes darkened by lust.
Renji's back arched and twisted his body while grasping Ichigo's hair. What seemed like purrs passed his lips before the man moved to flip them over and moved downwards until he was face-to-face with the teen's cock. Grasping the flaps he pushed them aside as well as the boxers before taking the tip into his mouth. "...'ride.'"
"Ngh..! Good choice," Ichigo said, a gasp passing his parted lips as moist warmth closed over the head of cock. Running his fingers through silken red tresses, his other hand brushed away the strands that had fallen over Renji's face. "Am I prepping you or are you going to do yourself?" His lips curved upwards as he watched the other through lowered lids.
Renji's lips curved into a smirk and pushed his pants down, reaching a hand back to prod at the entrance before slipping the finger in, and his upper-half jerking with a groan rumbling from his throat. Nibbling at the head the man then ventured down and sucked before deep-throating while he slid another finger in to stretch himself.
"Fuck Renji!" Even though he couldn't see it exactly, just imagining the other man pumping his fingers in and out of himself was making him a little dizzy. The mouth on him wasn't helping either. Ichigo growled and thrust shallowly into Renji's mouth and throat for some relief. His hold on crimson locks tightened as his other hand scratched the floor for purchase.
The first thrust into his mouth caused the redhead to gag but closed his eyes as he toyed with himself while curling his fingers at times. Growling he pressed his free hand to Ichigo's hip and bit lightly at the erection in his mouth. His tongue trailed along the sides then on his way down again he purposely made a swallowing action while groaning as his hair was tugged, since it was being held captive.
Ichigo groaned, biting his lower lip hard enough to draw blood as he felt the velvet heat constrict around him. He made a sound of protest when a hand stilled his hips but the bite, light as it had been, reminded him that those teeth could bite harder. Then Renji swallowed around him, purposely he was sure, ripping a throaty moan from him. It was absolute bliss, drops of sweat gathered on his chest and his neck.
The redhead pulled off the cock and licked his lips in a teasingly slow way. Humming more to himself than anything before brushing his lips along the arousal before taking a sac into his mouth and tugging lightly as he slipped a third finger into his prepped hole.
Starting to unravel from the feeling of those sensual touches, he gripped Renji's hair and dragged him up to his lips. Slipping his tongue inside the redhead's mouth to tangle with another, he pulled back. "Done prepping yourself yet?" Ichigo slid his fingers down his spine and placed his hand over the inked man's. "Or do you need some help?"
Renji hissed once his face was forced away but kissed Ichigo back and had his tongue go to play with the orange head's feverishly. A whine came once the teen pulled his lips back and the Abarai slipped his fingers back to reposition himself above Ichigo's cock. "The only help I need is to relive this." Licking his lips his chin jerked downwards to motion at his own erection before coiling his arms around Ichigo's neck. "Think ya can do that?"
Ja ne~!