Warning: More smut, 'nuff said.

Venomously Attractive

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C H A P T E R T E N

Doll House

Ren proved her exhilaration for the treasure hunt when she made a run for her room upon their arrival. Gin watched her carefully, noticing she kept the makeshift map hidden in her closet underneath a load of other boxes. The box was locked, and inside were other priceless jewels she had been given over the years. After taking the map from that box, she kicked Gin out in order to change clothes.

After wasting precious time, they finally made their way underground. They strategized through curt, angry whispers to find a way in order to stay in the clearing and hoping not to be caught or seen by Fourth Division. And unlike all the other, normal women who would cling to any man when things involved dark places and creepy, crawling insects, Ren turned out to be vastly different. After a short while of traveling in the underground, Ren had the audacity to pick up a scorpion and attach it to Gin's back with a light snigger.

Ren had more than a good laugh. She was forced to crouch over on the ground during her hysterics while holding her aching sides as she watched Gin shake off the scorpion. He may have been a captain, but a bite from one of those, even he had something to be scare of…more than a visit to Fourth Division.

When Gin managed to get the scorpion off him, he noticed his tail had been sliced off. He turned to Ren, disappointed.

"Gin, I didn't know you danced," she spat, giggling. She fanned her reddened face and took deep breaths.

"I'll get ya back for this."

Ren laughed more. "You have to admit, you owed it to me for being such a pervert."

"I aint a pervert."

Ren pulled herself up and scoffed. "You are," she said, taking the scorpion from his hand.

"I thought you'd be afraid of these kinds of things," Gin said, watching her toss the small scorpion away.

Ren turned to him, arching an eyebrow. "Really?" she queried.

He nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'm not afraid of anything," she stated.

"Yer right, yer not," he agreed.

Ren smirked. "Didn't your report tell you anything about my fears?" she asked, walking up to him with a curious look on her face. She placed her hand over his chest and stared up at him with interest.

"Nope, but how'd ya know about that check I made?" The question had been playing in his mind for a quite a while, but finding the right time to ask had proven to be quite difficult since Ren found ways to avoid his questions.

"I have ears, numbnut."

"Ya eavesdropped?"

Ren nodded shamelessly. "Seeing as how I've been trapped doing nothing but stupid odd jobs for you, I figured eavesdropping wasn't such a bad hobby to pick up." Ren shrugged, brushing past him to continue her way towards that treasure.

Gin shook his head, allowing his eyes to follow Ren. Something about that condescending woman was sinking into him like poison making it inevitable to get away. Her subtle actions and the way her lips curved in a mocking smile that felt like poison to him.

Ren turned around to face him with a stern look on her face. "Are you coming?" she asked, moving her hands to her hips.

"Ya, I was jus' about ta follow ya," he said, walking.

Ren continued walking. She pulled out the map from her pocket and unfolded it, glancing ahead of herself.

Gin stopped beside her, watching her intently.

"I think we're going to have to make a sharp turn around here," she explained, looking back down at the map.

Gin remained silent.

Ren looked at him, arching an eyebrow. He was staring at her directly, eyes on hers. She felt a chill run down her spine and moved away from him slightly, feeling something strange. She kept herself guarded because if she left herself vulnerable, she would submit to him quickly. He moved closer to her and she brought her hands up to his chest, stopping him. She kept her gaze stern and vigilant to avoid giving herself away. If he got any closer, he'd notice her rapid heartbeat.

"I'm going to continue following the map, when you've retained some sense, you can consider following after me." Ren had to review each word before speaking it to make sure she didn't sound the least bit nervous.

She walked past him, about to turn away when he grabbed her by the arm.

They heard a sudden noise resonate through the large tunnels and he quickly composed himself, grinning widely.

"Let's get going," Ren said, pulling her arm from his grip and rushing past him.

Gin watched her and he knew.

He wanted her.

Ren turned right, into a darker tunnel.

Gin was the one caring the oil lamp and he was taking his time to follow her. She stopped, waiting for him to hurry over, but when she glanced over her shoulder, the light was nowhere to be seen. Ren moved closer to the crossroad, looking back again, only seeing the dim lighting of the long passageway. She looked down at her folded piece of paper, using the dim light to see. She could simply continue on her way and Gin would surely follow.

Ren shrugged and turned around quickly, slamming into someone hard. "Shit!" she cursed, moving back with a stagger.

"Ya need ta watch where ya heading."

"Where's my oil lamp?" Ren demanded instantly, recognizing Gin's voice.

"I dropped it," he replied.

"What?"

"Yer the one that rushed off, leaving me in the back."

"You're so stupid."

"Come on, let's get going." He pushed her forward slightly so she could continue leading the way.

Ren stepped forward and led them down the next corridor.

Gin began to whistle and Ren noted he was too cheerful to be such a freak. It might have bothered her how carefree he was because she in turn had nothing to be happy about.

"It's this way," Ren stated, taking another sharp turn to the left.

She stopped suddenly, her foot almost going over something. She stepped back and crouched down; there was a river of water running through. It was wide and was another impediment to them finding their treasure.

She stood up again, feeling Gin's arm snake around her waist picking her off the ground and jumping over the river. As soon as they landed, he let her go. She continued on her merry path, excited at how close she was to finding her hidden treasure. Gin stayed close to her, just to keep his mind off something that had been pestering him and looking at her from the back only brought her prominent assets to light.

"It's a door," she stated awkwardly as she came to a halt. There was a worn out wooden door sitting in front of her, a lighted torch crackling in the corner of the hollow area.

She walked towards it, pressing her palms against it and pushed.

"It's locked," Gin said, getting closer. He pulled the metal lock into light.

"Then break it," she ordered, staring at him serious.

"This could be a part of Fourth Division, we'd be breakin' in," he said. "They'd hunt us—"

Ren pulled the lock off and looked back at Gin, handing it to him. "You're talking too much."

"How'd ya open it?" he asked, looking at her.

"I picked it." Ren pushed the door open and walked into the dark room. By the feel of it, it was particularly small, but there were things piled up against the wall.

Gin entered shortly after with the torch, lighting up the small room and noticing what was stacked all around the walls. "They're dolls," he confirmed.

"That's creepy," she stated, disgusted.

Gin walked towards one of the shelves while Ren remained by the door, moving towards another one of the shelves. Gin pulled up one of the dolls from place, it was soft like a ragdoll, but it had assets that are more elaborate. He laughed. "Look, its Captain Nine," Gin said, catching Ren's attention instantly.

Ren walked to his side and looked at the doll in his hands. It might have been a rag doll, but it looked exactly like Tōsen Kaname. "This is getting worse," she said slowly.

"Where am I?" he questioned, putting the Tōsen doll back in its place. He looked around the small room, recognizing most of the members of the Gotei in doll form. Captains, Lieutenants, and Seated Officers were all sitting on the shelves – Third to Tenth Seat. He wondered where Ren would be if she was no longer a seated officer.

Ren pulled a doll from one of the shelves near the entrance. It had silver hair and a fox face, if she were still herself, she would have said it was the devil himself, but it was only Gin. "You're right here," Ren said, throwing the doll at him.

Gin caught it and walked over to her with a doll in hand. "I found you on the top of the chain in the noble circle area," he said, holding up her doll.

"What?" She took the doll in his hand and stared at it. It was her exact replica and wearing an elaborate kimono instead of the black shihakusho. Even the doll's hair was fixed in a way she was known to keep her hair. Then she saw it, after scrutinizing the doll, on its ears were replicas of pearl earrings in its ears.

Ren looked up at Gin, who was amused by his own doll. She snatched it out of his hands, noticing a black spot on its haori. She pulled Gin to face her and looked from the black spot on his haori to the one on his doll. She dropped it, moving away, even throwing her own doll on the ground.

"What's wrong with ya?" he asked.

"They're too detailed," she stated. "Mine has its ears pierced!"

"Haven't ya always had 'em?" he asked, confused.

"No, you imbecile. I just got them this afternoon!"

"That is strange." He nodded, bending down to pick his doll up. He looked at the bottom of it and read the white tag sowed onto its behind. He read it. "My name's not Captain Black Spot." He grabbed Ren's off the ground and read its tag as well. "They spelled your name wrong."

"What?" She looked over at it.

"Yeah look, they spelled it w-h-o-r-e," he said, showing it to her.

"Why that insolent—?" Ren stopped herself, grabbing a hold of Gin's arm and tugging hard. "Let's get out of here."

"I'm taking mine."

"Leave it you fool!" she ordered.

"Fine, but stop shoutin' so much," He placed his and her dolls together on the shelf with a smirk.

Ren was quick to pull him out of the small room. She even locked it again.

Gin couldn't help but feel edgy since he had failed to notice a looming presence around either of them, but that room was evidence enough.

Ren was quick to find an exit and she scurried out of it as well. It wasn't fear. She wasn't afraid of whomever it was that watched them; she was simply disgusted at the fact that any person would be willing to pick up such a hobby.

Ren was standing against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, waiting patiently for her captain to return.

Gin showed up a few minutes later, holding two small bottles in his hands. He gave one to Ren and opened his, taking a drink. "Quite an adventure, wasn't it?"

Ren nodded, opening her juice can and drinking from it. In any case, drinking something as sour as orange juice was beginning to sober her up. When regarding Gin, he still seemed more than wasted and she suspected he was still secretly drinking.

"I didn't think you'd be able to pick a lock."

"I'm unfazed by your small talk."

"Yer getting more aggressive as the hours go by."

"And?" Ren arched an eyebrow, pulling the can from her lips.

"And nothing," he replied, shrugging.

Ren rolled her eyes. "When are we heading back?"

"When the sun rises."

Ren scoffed.

"We're bound ta think of something else ta do ta keep us busy," Gin responded.

"There is nothing I want to do but bathe."

"Why?"

"That place was ghastly."

"There's a lake near here, I can throw ya in."

"Spare me."

"I'll go in with ya, but ya gotta teach me how to swim."

"Stop with the lame jokes, I don't want to choke on my juice," she stated, turning away from him.

"If ya choke, I'll give ya mouth ta mouth."

"No thanks, I'd rather die."

He shook his head disapprovingly, noticing a couple walk past them holding hands. He grabbed Ren by the wrist and pulled her closer to her, spilling her drink on her a bit.

"Hey!" she protested.

"Come on, let's go ta the peak."

"Ew, with you? Never."

"I aint gonna touch ya, pervert."

"Don't call me a pervert, freak."

"Well, it's not like I'm takin' ya there ta make out with ya, you'd probably bite my tongue off anyway," he said with a shudder.

"Then, why would you want to go there?"

"Ta scare them."

"Scare who?"

"All the other couples there." Gin's smirk widened.

"You're such a freak."

"Ya in?"

Ren shrugged. "Is that an order, captain?"

"I can give you orders now?" he asked, baffled.

"No." Ren walked past him.

Gin laughed and made his way after her. He'd get her to go even if she refused. He always found ways to convince her, even if it was blackmail.

There was movement behind them. Gin brought Ren closer, but she pulled away. "I don't want to be seen here with you!" she whispered harshly.

Gin put his hand over her mouth, pushing her against the nearest tree. Ren took a sharp breath as he inched his body closer to her and her eyes widened in shock. She pressed her palms against his chest, keeping him at a proper distance so he wouldn't be able to feel her heartbeat, which was antagonizing her entire existence.

The same rustling behind them continued to plague her. She continued pushing him while he pulled her closer and he was winning. He was much stronger than she was and as intriguing as that may have been, she didn't want to lose the fight.

She peeked over his shoulder and noticed a couple rush past them, glancing over at them shortly. Ren shut her eyes tightly, letting her head fall against hi shoulder. He removed his hand from her mouth and brushed it against her cheek, drawing her face closer. She made a soft sound as she attempted to pull her face away, grabbing a hold of his arm, but he stayed strong.

"Would you stop this?" she whispered, pushing against his chest.

"Yer gonna have ta give in."

"You're ignorant."

"Ya need ta learn how to control yer own actions—"

"—oh, please!" she stated lowly. "I haven't done anything to make an advance on you. I'm not the least bit interested."

Gin chuckled lowly. "Stop lying to yerself, I know ya pretty well by now, yer refusing all the feelings ya have for me," he whispered, leaning closer. "As for advances, yer body's already molded itself to seduce any man with simple actions."

She stared at him awkwardly. "You're confusing my feelings for something that isn't there," she stated defiantly. "What you're trying to do is impose your feelings on me just so I could reciprocate them."

"I wouldn't need ta be so imposing if you'd just admit it."

"You repulse me," she spat.

"Yeah, yeah an' that was you runnin' out ta gag after ya gave me that kiss," he said, aggravated.

"I held it in."

"An' the second?"

"That was extra, along with other actions in between." She rolled her eyes.

"Yer lying." His smiled widened.

He inched closer to her face, so much she could feel his warm breath against her lips.

"Admit it. I won't make fun of ya."

Ren scoffed and turned away. Gin moved her face back into place, pulling her closer to his lips. She gulped, wondering how long she'd be able to keep a straight face. She could only admit to herself that somewhere along the way she began to feel an attraction towards that vile silver-haired man – she clearly wanted him and expressed it while they were in his room.

"You're mistaking my feelings…for…s-something else," she repeated straightly, feeling her lips touch his as she spoke. "What I-I feel for you is nothing short of repulsion. This relationship will never—"

Gin chuckled, letting her go completely without complaint or reluctance. Ren stared at him, bothered by his own interruption. He messed her up, she even allowed herself to think twice about her feelings for him.

"I was only playin'." He chuckled again. "Yer jus' so easy ta tease."

He turned his back on her and she glared at him viciously. When he looked at her, she pretended not to care, shrugging her shoulders. He was stepping closer to the bushes.

"My, my, is that you Ren?"

Ren turned around, peeking over the tree and walked out from the shadows. She was facing Hisoka, who was holding onto the hand of a voluptuous blond she didn't recognize. "Hisoka, how misplaced…you seem…"

"Are you here on your own—?" He interrupted himself. "Of course you aren't, who did you come with?"

"Dear, who I spend the night with is none of your business."

"You're right, well; I hope you enjoy your night. I'll be heading back home now," Hisoka said smugly. He pulled his arm around his woman and held her snuggly against his body. She giggled excitedly.

Ren nodded, biting her bottom lip.

"Would you like to join us?"

"No." Ren turned away. "I have too much work to do to sit there and watch you fornicate."

"You shouldn't be such a prude," Hisoka said, leaning in to whisper something to the woman. She nodded curtly and began to walk ahead of him, onto a darkened path. Hisoka walked up to Ren, turning her around, and lifting her face up. "How long has it been since a man's touched you?"

"A minute," she replied, frowning.

"You know what I mean," he began. "How long has it been since you've slept with a man?"

"Why does it matter how long it's been, nosy bastard?" she asked defensively.

"I'm only wondering what kind of men you've been mixing with," he responded, smiling. "Because you've been spending much time with Ichimaru Gin."

"Is that a problem?" Ren arched an eyebrow. "Because if I remember correctly, your father was the one who assigned me to be his personal slave."

"You seem quite happy for a personal slave. Has he been pushing all the right buttons?" he asked, whispering.

Ren stared at him blankly, annoyed by his interrogation. "He hasn't pushed any of my buttons," she replied. "Stop making stupid assumptions."

"He's sent nothing but good reports to father, I'm sure you've found a way to convince him," Hisoka continued, placing his hand on her face. "I know you Ren, you're too proud to wait on someone else; you'd resort to more intimate measures to get better reports."

"Trust me, I also draw the line somewhere," she said, slapping his hand off her face. "I've told you not to touch me."

"You don't like anyone to touch you, how do you even have sex?" he inquired mockingly.

Ren rolled her eyes. "Well, without touching," she retorted. "I'm leaving; go tend to your commoner."

Hisoka chuckled, watching Ren walk away. He looked towards the other path, then back to his cousin, but she was gone. There was a rustling of leaves, but he merely went on his way.

The rustling of leaves was followed by a yelp and a large splash.

Ren found Gin and somehow they managed to take each other down into the nearby pond. The water wasn't very deep, but it was enough to drench them both after Gin thought pushing her inside would be funny. She pulled him in with her.

"You imbecile!" she cried. She was wet again. "You better take me back to my room this instant."

She was staring at the silver haired shinigami, awestruck as she followed the trail the water made on his exposed skin. The way his clothes clung snuggly against his lean physique, caused a sudden heat in her body to spread through her entire body as she parted her lips to speak—

He looked at her, directly, eyes opened and narrowed dangerously. His expression was serious, but she could see his eyes looking her over and she felt her body ache. She took a deep breath.

"Let's go." He stood up and grabbed a hold of her, pulling her onto her feet.

He shunpo'd towards his division and then to the front of his room. He let her go, expecting her to run into her room, but instead she stormed into his. Gin walked inside, pulling his wet haori off, and tossing it near the window. He slid the door shut.

Ren noticed a bottle of sake on the small table. She bent over and picked it up, drinking the rest of its contents. She wiped her mouth, feeling it spill and searched the room for Gin. He was sitting against the wall, his hair pushed back, his arm left arm draped over the windowsill and his eyes were once again scrutinizing her.

"I'm going to bed now," she informed him.

"Come here," he said, gesturing.

Ren walked over to him reluctantly, dropping the empty bottle on the ground, and stopped in front of him. "What?"

"Come closer," he ordered, taking her hand in his.

Ren moved an inch closer.

"More."

She shook her head.

Gin frowned, giving her hand a hard tug, dropping her on him.

She fell on him hard and whined softly. She scrambled to her feet, only to be held down by Gin. She looked up at him expectantly, but he didn't say anything.

Ren gulped.

Their bodies were entwined and she was able to feel him closer now that their clothes were wet, along with their skin. Her hands were holding onto his arms tightly, but she moved them away, placing them against his torso. She lifted herself slightly, propping her body only a bit over his. His eyes hadn't left hers and his hands were placed against her hips, threatening to slip over to her bottom.

Gin moved himself forward, lifting his face slightly, and pressing his lips against hers lightly. Ren fretted at the sudden sensation. He pulled her closer, pressing his lips harder, waiting for her response. Her eyes were open wide, surprised by the assault and her hands bunched up his wet shihakusho tightly. She could feel her nails digging into her own skin through the fabric. If she would react to him, he would figure her out, unless she played it off as a game when he would ask her later. Ren smirked against his lips, making him tighten his grip on her. She moved her mouth against his slowly, placing her hands on the sides of his face and holding him in place.

Ren positioned herself on top of him, her legs wrapping around his waist when he moved forward to allow her to move. His hands were wrapped around her, moving along the curve of her back.

Their wet robes left nothing to the imagination. He opened his mouth against hers and she eagerly responded, allowing his tongue to enter. He tilted his head to the side, getting a better taste of her, even though he knew what she would taste like, sweet sake.

"Mmm," she managed as his hand slipped down her bottom, grabbing a hold of her.

She pulled his hand back up and began to pull apart his robes. He pulled his arms out of his shihakusho, returning them to her body eagerly while trailing his lips down to her neck.

Ren sighed, feeling the heat of his open-mouthed kisses leaving marks against her skin. She closed her eyes, letting her head fall over his shoulder. He was tugging at her obi, undoing it and pulling apart her robes. Ren grabbed a hold of his face, lifting it up, and kissing him hard. He ran his hands over her assets, wet and dripping from the cold.

Their kisses were growing sloppier. Ren had begun enticing him by grinding against his hips. When he ran his hand over the length of her leg, he allowed himself to go under her robes, feeling her taut skin against his fingers. He felt the lacy line of her panties, sliding past them to feel her bottom better. He enjoyed the sound of her pleasured voice and needed to hear more. His hand slid further down and he began taunting her, keeping his fingers over her opening. He smirked against her lips. In response to his teasing actions, she bit down on his bottom lip, making his groan. She really was a fiend.

"Stop," she breathed softly. She looked at him after pulling away from his kiss. The smirk returned to his lips as he looked at her, pulling his hands up to her waist. She rested her head against his shoulder and he held her tightly, kissing her shoulder. She shuddered at the touch of his lips. He let out a sigh.

She buried her face against the nook of his neck, pressing her lips against it sensually.

"Why'd ya wanna stop when yer already in heat?" he asked, breathing heavily.

Ren didn't respond and continued her ministrations. She began leaving a trail of open mouthed kissed against his skin, moving away from his body, running her hands against the length of his torso.

Gin played with the idea that she would have slapped his across the face for telling her she's in heat. She'd probably say something like, 'I'm not a dog to be in heat, imbecile.' He'd laugh at her.

Ren untied his obi, pulling it off and loosening his hakama as she pushed him onto the tatami mats. She continued kissing him softly while straddling him, making his body temperature rise. She could feel it and when he tried to touch her, she pushed his hands way. She looked up at him and smirked. Her eyes glinted with burning ardor.

Oh, she hated herself at that point, but hating herself wasn't going to stop her body from working itself with his. He was strong and that itself enticed her. The beating of her heart was giving away her true intentions. She wanted him and when she wanted someone or something, she went out of her way to get a hold of it.

Her lips were like burning fire and when she pressed them against his skin, she could feel the heat spread within him. Her hips grinding sensually against his crotch had him aching to touch her and torment her in similar fashion. Her fingers touched him lightly, leaving an impression on his torso as her hand made its way south, past her own heat towards the bulge in his pants.

Gin reached for her, grabbing her by the shoulders and slamming her against the tatami mats. Her back landed against his wet haori and he climbed her, pulling her legs apart. He held her hand down against the ground, chuckling playfully.

Ren tried to pull away from his grip, but he tightened it. He leaned forward, kissing her lips. He was beginning to enjoy the feel of them. He was getting used to her lips. He carried on, touching her body scantily. She groaned and whined a bit. He followed the trail through the small valley between her breasts, running his fingers further down onto her navel and beneath her robes. She jerked forward, pushing against his torso.

"Gin," she breathed.

He kissed her neck, finding a spot and sucking at it lightly to return the favor she gave him earlier that day.

"Gin, stop." She groaned, feeling his finger run along the thin fabric between his cold finger and her womanhood. He brushed past her clit, causing her to jerk as the pleasure flooded through her senses like electricity. Her mouth parted slightly as she closed her eyes.

Her arms stopped trying to push him off her, instead they wrapped around his neck, drawing his closer. His lips trailed down to her collarbone, he ran his tongue along it causing her to shiver before, pulling her body closer to his erection with his other hand.

She let out a small protest before she fell silent.

Concerned, Gin looked up at the serene look on her face as her chest moved up in down as she took easy breaths. The alcohol won after all. He damned his luck, removing his hands from her body and dropping himself besides her. He sighed, feeling a pain in the pit of his stomach. He regretted feeling such excitement; Ren was nothing but a tease. Regardless, he grabbed a hold of her, pulling her towards his body in order to keep their bodies warm.

He chuckled once more, at how close he had been. One final touch and that would be all.

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A/N: Ohhh...so close Gin! What a hit an' miss! I bet everyone is hating on me because they just don't seal the deal. lol...don't worry, after some drama in the following chapters and the antagonists making an appearance...I'm sure they'll find time to mate. Or, at least get all hot and bothered. XD

This is too much fun.