Treason
Sorry for the late update, but if it wasn't for the yaoi-scene it would have been updated at Wednesday! O.o It took me a while to write… As always; thank you for the reviews. You keep my inspiration up!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, if I would; Renji and Ichigo would have hardcore yaoi every episode and manga-volume!
Warning: Character-death, Renji/Ichigo and YAOI in this chapter! If you don't like yaoi, then skip that part.
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Ugh… just their luck. When they had their silent and enjoyable walk home, a sudden rain-cloud appeared above their heads, soaking them to the bone.
There was no use for running, since they already were soaked, so they kept their normal pace. They leaned in each other, keeping each other warm with the warmth their bodies emit.
Their hands were still in a tight lock, intertwined between their pressed bodies. No thoughts crossed their mind to let go.
Renji didn't mind the rain at all; maybe it was cause of the way Ichigo's cloths were clinging tightly on his body like leather would. Nope, he didn't mind at all.
Renji frowned when he saw Ichigo shiver. He might like how Ichigo looked drop-dead gorgeous right now, but that didn't mean he only cares for himself. The complete opposite!
Ichigo gave Renji a questioning stare as the redhead suddenly halted and pulled out his jacket.
"Renji, what are you doing?" Ichigo frowned slightly.
"Ugh… I can't stand see you shivering like that, it even makes me cold." Renji offered Ichigo his jacket, a gentle smile crossed his lips.
"I'm not shivering!" Ichigo's body shivered in protest.
"Is that so?" Renji smirked and swooped in one simple sway his jacket around Ichigo's shoulders. "It seems your body thinks otherwise."
"It won't even help, your jacket is as soaked as mine." Ichigo stubbornly tried to wriggle out of the jacket.
"Ichigo, please…" Renji's tone turned serious. "I don't want you to get sick again."
"But what about you?"
"Me? I can handle quite a bit, what I can't handle is seeing you shiver like that. It makes my dick freeze off."
Ichigo chuckled, a small suggestive smile played upon his lips. "We can't have that, now can we?"
Renji smirked and leaned his head down to plant a small kiss on Ichigo's soft lips. "Indeed, we can't."
Ichigo eagerly returned the small kiss with a peck. "Tsk tsk Ichigo, I thought you didn't like doing such things in public." Renji clucked his tong and pulled away from Ichigo, earning a scowling pout from the other male.
"No worries, we continue this soon enough." Renji evilly smirked and placed one protective warm arm around Ichigo's shoulders to keep him warm.
Ichigo shivered again, but this time at the thought what Renji was planning to do with him.
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"There's been a lot of hollow-activity on earth lately, we've also noticed higher dark spirits, we presume they're arrancars. There has also been some kind of fight with ridiculous high spirit-power a couple of days ago, 3 innocent humans have lost their lives with it, who's souls are still nowhere to be found. We should watch our guard for now and watch for any other weird occurrences or this could lead to quite some problems." Hitsugaya Toshiro said firmly to his superior.
Yamamoto understandingly nodded, as he ran a hand through his beard. "Indeed, that's why I trust you to watch this for a while, Hitsugaya-taichou."
"Yes sir." Hitsugaya nodded his head in respect. "By the way, could it have something to do with Aizen? We haven't seen him for a while now."
"That's a possibility, we should keep our eyes open for now." Yamamoto thought for a while and slightly opened his eyes, looking at the smaller captain. "I want you, Hitsugaya-taichou, to make a small team and go to Karakura-town, to supervise and watch it there for a while. You'll give me the names of the men you'll be taking with you this same day." Yamamoto closed his eyes again, thinking for a while. He reopened his eyes again. "Vice captain; Abarai Renji, who's now in Karakura-town will be a part of the team too."
"Yes sir." Hitsugaya respectfully bowed and proceeded to walk out of the private room. It had been a while, when was the last time he had been out of Soul Society. His job as a captain of the 10th squad had kept him quite busy.
"Hitsugaya-taichou."
Hitsugaya halted and looked back over his shoulder at the old man. "Yes sir?"
"I expect you to keep me informed about this mission." Yamamoto's eyes slightly darkened. "If you see something suspicious, I immediately want to know. If Aizen indeed is planning something, we have to be prepared for it."
Hitsugaya nodded and again proceeded to walk to the entrance.
"Hitsugaya-taichou."
The small captain halted again in annoyance, his brows slightly furrowed. How long was this going to take?
"Yes… sir?"
"Make sure to inform Kurosaki Ichigo and his friends about this. They could be quite useful for this and if I'm right; those dark spirits were almost all the time near Kurosaki Ichigo."
Hitsugaya's eyes slightly widened, but he quickly returned back to his normal façade. "Yes sir, I'll come back later to inform you about the team I've made." Hitsugaya bowed again and walked out of the room, leaving the old man to trouble over his thoughts.
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Ichigo opened the door to his house. He walked inside, trailed by a certain redhead.
"Please take off your shoes, Renji. Don't want you to make the house even more a mess than it already is." Ichigo said as he kicked his shoes off and slipped out of Renji's soaked coat and his own one.
"Meh… you should do some serious cleaning, maybe give the house a new make-over so ya don't have to dwell on your family's memories, it would do ya good, Ichi-chan." Renji said as he kicked his own shoes off his feet.
Ichigo shot Renji a fierce glare.
"What!?" Renji raised his eyebrows in question. "Maybe ya should do that, Ichigo. It ain't a bad thing to let go of your memories for a bit. All these things here must remember you of yer family almost all the time."
"Renji, you know fully well, I'm not capable of doing that already. Their deaths are still too fresh in my mind. They're not even dead for a week, who do you think I am!?" Ichigo snapped, as he turned his back to Renji.
Renji moved behind Ichigo and braced the other's shoulders with his own arms. "Sorry Ichigo, I should have understood your feelings better, but I'm just saying it would be good for you to let go for a bit."
"And I'm just saying I'm not ready for it." Ichigo closed his eyes, his frown deepening.
Renji kept silent and tightened his hold around Ichigo, feeling the wet exterior of their cloths rub against each other.
Ichigo sighed and pulled himself out off the redhead's grip. "Come, let's get some dry cloths." Ichigo said as he walked up the stairs.
Renji followed Ichigo closely. Ichigo halted in front of a door Renji didn't really know what was behind.
Ichigo saw Renji's confused expression. "It's my dad's room. I presumed you would fit better in my dad's cloths than in my cloths, since you said I was so damn skinny..." Ichigo gave a small glare at that.
Renji sheepishly laughed and scratched behind his head. "Well, you are."
Ichigo decided to ignore that comment and opened the door, revealing the room that once belonged to his dad.
"Don't you mind me wearing your dad's cloths, Ichigo?" Renji asked suddenly.
Ichigo looked back over his shoulder and stared at Renji's face. A small smile appeared on his face. "Nah… it's okay."
They both walked in the room and Renji let his eyes roam over the simple room. It was nothing special; a nice decent queen-sized bed was in the middle of the room, on the wall were several picture-frames of Ichigo and his family in it and in the corner was the closet, where probably lay Ichigo's dad's cloths.
As expected, Ichigo walked to the closet and opened it, revealing all kinds of colourful shirts and pants.
Ichigo frowned in distaste; his father really had no sense for fashion. A bitter smile played upon Ichigo's lips as memories of his father flashed in front of his face.
"Ichigo?" Renji worriedly questioned as he saw Ichigo's dazed expression, succeeding in snapping Ichigo out of his thoughts.
"Hmmm, sorry." Ichigo said as he glanced over the different shirts. He gave up when he couldn't find anything decent and plopped down on the bed. "I give up, it's all crap. Just choose something you like."
"Sure." Renji looked through the cloths and found something he liked; a dark-blue pair of sweat-pants a red shirt with long sleeves and there were little yellow Hawaiian flowers on it. Ichigo looked at the shirt. Really awful shirt, really…
"What?" Renji asked as he saw the distaste written on Ichigo's face.
"Nothing, just please don't wear that 'thing' anywhere outside this building." Ichigo warned as he shot the 'thing' a dirty glare and walked out of the room.
Renji shrugged and followed the orange-head, the cloths carefully hold in his hands. They both walked into Ichigo's room and Renji started to stare at Ichigo as he was searching for something dry to wear for himself.
Renji licked his lips when Ichigo leaned for over to grab a clean pair of underwear, showing his nicely shaped butt. He had to restrain his hand to not squeeze in the heavenly round goodness, so if to check if they really were as good as they looked like.
Renji plopped down on the bed; his view was now even better than it first was!
"Renji, come here." Ichigo called, snapping Renji out of his perverted thoughts.
Renji stood up and moved next to Ichigo, he resisted the urge to squeeze in Ichigo's butt.
"Do you see my tong with little strawberries? I can't find it anywhere…" Ichigo seriously asked.
Renji blinked. "W-what!?" Was Ichigo fooling him?
"…My tong with the little strawberries, it's my favourite."
Renji unbelievingly stared at Ichigo, eyebrows raised and eyes wide.
Ichigo suddenly burst out in laughing. "You should have seen your face, it was hilarious!"
Renji still unbelievingly stared, as the truth sank in. Finally he snapped out of it and a sneaky grin appeared on his face. "Hmm… I already got naughty images of you in a tong in my head. Maybe you should make those images come true, I won't mind."
Ichigo snorted. "Dream on." He pushed a pair of black sweat-pants in Renji's hands. "Hold this." He ordered.
Renji huffed and plopped down on the bed again; he thought the idea was quite good actually.
Ichigo grabbed some other things and turned back to Renji, kicking the closet-door close.
Ichigo plopped down next to Renji, throwing his cloths on the other side of himself. He pulled of his wet socks and glanced over at Renji. "Shouldn't you put on the dry cloths, Renji? You'll catch a cold if you stay in those wet cloths any longer."
"Eh? What are you talking about, Ichi-chan? You talk like a gigai can get sick." Renji gave a smug smirk.
"Oh…" Was all that Ichigo said as he continued to strip himself of his cloths, unbuttoning his white school-shirt that clung on his body like a second skin.
Renji's eyes were fixated at Ichigo's delicate long fingers that were slowly and, for him, sensually unbuttoning his shirt, as he himself worked on his own shirt.
Ichigo took of his shirt and pulled off the black t-shirt, that was under it, over his head, discarding it on the pile of wet cloths.
Renji looked up and stared Ichigo's bare chest and stomach, watching Ichigo's exposed lean muscles.
Ichigo was already starting to put a dry shirt on, but Renji wouldn't allow it, he wouldn't let anything take this gorgeous view away.
As Ichigo turned his back to Renji, Renji quickly shot up and moved behind Ichigo, slipping his hands around Ichigo's bare waist in a tight possessive lock.
Ichigo squirmed and grabbed Renji's hands to pull them off. "Renji let go off me." Ichigo growled.
"Why?" Renji purred in Ichigo's ear. "Why would I let go of someone who looks as delicious as you do?" With that said, Renji lapped his lips over the soft skin of Ichigo's shoulder and started to lick off the cold raindrops that still were on the other, sending goose-bumps over Ichigo's skin.
"Renji… stop it." Ichigo's grip on the other's hands slightly loosened.
"You really want me to, Berry-chan?" Renji teased and licked a trail over Ichigo's neck to nibble on the orange-head's ear.
"Nnh… Renji." Ichigo let his hands completely relax, dropping them to his sides.
Renji grinned, this was working well; Ichigo was already relaxing under his touch. He began to stroke soft soothing circles with his hand over Ichigo's stomach, making the other softly moan.
"See… you like it." Renji seductively whispered in Ichigo's ear. He took the lobe back in his mouth and slowly began to suck on it, his hands trailing down over to Ichigo's crotch, slowly stroking over it.
Ichigo shuddered at the touches and moved his head to the side so better access was granted to his neck and shoulders. Which was taken; Renji dove on the exposed skin and hungrily began to suck and bite on it, marking Ichigo as his again.
Ichigo was surprised when Renji suddenly swooped him around, so he was now facing Renji eye to eye. "R-Renji, what are you doi-" Ichigo was interrupted when suddenly a pair of smooth lips locked with his own ones.
Renji hungrily kissed Ichigo and let his hands explore over the other's body, stopping at Ichigo's butt, finally able to squeeze in it. He let his hands slowly cup each butt-cheek and finally gave one hard pinch in each one of them.
Ichigo gasped in the kiss, a muffled moan escaping his lips when Renji took the opportunity to slip his tongue in Ichigo's wet cavern.
Renji moved down Ichigo's body, a slow trail of wet kisses bites and licks, making Ichigo bit back a low moan that ached in his throat.
Renji paused at the pink soft stub, Ichigo's nipple, and slowly began to suckle on it as one of his hands trailed to the other stub, twirling it with his fingers and then pinching in it so Ichigo gasped in a low moan and dug his hands in Renji's hair. He felt the stubs in his mouth and hand harden and let his other hand travel over Ichigo's back, softly moving his fingers up and down over Ichigo's spine. He felt the skin under his fingers crawl, craving more of his soft and careful touches.
Renji grinned and trailed lower, dipping his tongue in Ichigo's navel. His hands followed, pausing at Ichigo's waistband, slightly tugging on Ichigo's pants.
Before Renji could rip off the offending piece of cloth that's called pants, Ichigo pulled on Renji's hair so their lips met again in a lusty and hungry kiss. Ichigo's hands wildly ran through Renji's hair, as he none too gently ripped off the tie so Renji's long beautiful hair flowed over his shoulders and back. Ichigo let his hands run through the silky feeling of Renji's hair, pleasantly scraping his nails over Renji's scalp.
Their lips were still in a battle of fiery hungry kisses; tongues swirled wildly over each other as their teeth clashed together.
Renji decided to move it somewhere elsewhere and slipped his hands around Ichigo's waist in a tight hold, their lips still entangled in a heated kiss.
He walked back, Ichigo no other choice but to follow him.
Ichigo broke the kiss; short pants came out of his partially parted lips so to catch his breath. "Nnh… Renji, what are you doing?" Ichigo asked in a low arousing whisper, making Renji's cock twitch painfully against his pants.
Ichigo had no idea how arousing he looked right now, he presented quite a picture; the still dampy orange hair that stuck to his flustered face, the slightly swollen lips, the twinge of lust in those half lidded brown eyes. Renji let his eyes trail down; roaming them over Ichigo's half naked body.
He grinned when he felt Ichigo's bed at the back of his knees, letting himself drop on the bed, Ichigo on top of him.
Ichigo blinked when he fell on top of Renji, sprawled over the other's chest. He quickly recollected himself and straddled Renji's waist with his legs, looking down at the redhead's face with a sleezy grin.
Renji looked back up and returned the grin with an ear-to-ear smirk. He let his hands stroke over Ichigo's hips and sides, enjoying the small gasps that came out of Ichigo's slightly parted lips.
Ichigo gave a small glare and dove down to claim Renji's lips, his fingers eagerly unbuttoning Renji's half opened shirt.
While Ichigo was busy unbuttoning Renji's shirt, Renji let his hands travel to the front of Ichigo's waistband, pushing it in one good shove off Ichigo's hips, he discarded the pants on the growing pile of wet clothes, leaving Ichigo in nothing more than his tight black boxers.
Renji felt his arousal awakening inside the layers of fabric as Ichigo unconsciously rubbed his hips and ass against Renji's crotch. Renji in need to free himself of the suffocating clothes; gave a lusty groan and helped Ichigo opening his shirt, ripping it open so buttons went flying.
He broke the kiss apart and discarded his shirt too on the ground with the other cloths.
Ichigo stared down at Renji's chest; he seamed to be amazed by Renji's taught stomach muscles every time he saw them.
He slowly traced with one finger over the tattoos that lined over Renji's chest abs and arms, sending shivers over Renji's skin.
Finally Renji decided it was enough and with one quick swing; Ichigo was under Renji on the bed, staring up at the lusty red eyes. Renji grinned and moved down to Ichigo's stomach, breathing warm air on Ichigo's sensitive skin that made the other squirm and writhe under him. He moved even lower and halted at the waistband of Ichigo's boxers, slowly tugging at it so Ichigo rocked his crotch in Renji's hand in anticipation.
Renji grinned and looked at Ichigo's eyes, his own eyes clouded with lust. "Eager are we, Ichi-chan?" He purred as he stroked his hand over the fabric where Ichigo's crotch was.
"Renji… Ahhh!!" Ichigo moaned and buckled his crotch in Renji's hand again.
Renji grinned again. "I want to hear you beg, Ichi-chan." Renji let his hand stroke over Ichigo's crotch again.
Ichigo glared at Renji's smug face. "Fuck you! Just do it!" Ichigo groaned out and rocked his hips in Renji's hands.
"Tsk tsk Ichi-chan, if you want it, you'll have to beg…" Renji smugly said and held Ichigo's hips down with his hands.
"PLEASE!"
"What please?" Renji let one of his fingers trail slow sensual circles over Ichigo's hips and crotch.
"Ahhhh- Please, just do it Renji, pleasee!" Ichigo begged and gave a loud moan, his hands clutched in the sheets.
"With pleasure."
Renji pulled the boxers down, uncovering the awakening arousal. Renji's own cock painfully throbbed when he saw it, feeling the excitement grow.
Ichigo loudly gasped when Renji's lips parted and a tongue darted out to lick the top of Ichigo's groin. He let his tongue swirl around the head, taking it in his mouth.
Ichigo gasped in pleasure; he could feel Renji's tongue skilfully lick his groin as the long red hair tickled his stomach en hips. He let his hands enlace in Renji's soft hair, slightly nudging him to continue.
Renji grabbed Ichigo's hips with his hands, preventing him from riding in his mouth as sucked the whole thing all the way to the base.
"Ahh! …Renji!" Ichigo cried out in pleasure and tried to push his groin further in the wet cavern, but couldn't, since Renji's hands hold him tightly.
Ichigo arched his back when Renji continued to suck him off, his tongue brushing deeply and hungrily up and down his shaft, his teeth scraping carefully over the hardened member.
Renji let his hand travel up to Ichigo's face and prodded two fingers at Ichigo's mouth. He let go of Ichigo's groin and stared at the other's half lidded eyes, the want and need clearly visible in them. "Suck." He ordered and gave a lusty smirk. He dove back down on Ichigo's groin, swallowing it in one go.
Ichigo obeyed and opened his mouth to let the fingers slip in, eagerly sucking on them, his tongue swirling around like Renji's was doing to him too.
Renji slipped his fingers out of Ichigo's mouth, earning a small moan of protest, and trailed them back down to Ichigo's tight entrance, softly running them over the virginal hole.
Ichigo arched his back and clenched his teeth together in pleasure as he did that, biting back a loud moan.
Renji gazed up at the teen and let go again of the other's groin, Ichigo letting out a whimper of protest as he did. He prodded his finger at Ichigo's tight entrance, slowly sliding in it. Ichigo gasped in pain, shifting uncomfortably at the intrusion.
Renji paused as Ichigo's inner muscles tightly clamped around his finger. He moved over to Ichigo's face and gave him a soft sensual kiss, their tongues, licking, playing and swirling around each other. "Relax… it'll feel better that way." He murmured between kisses.
Ichigo did what he was told and tried to relax, his attention turned to their kiss.
Renji noticed Ichigo was relaxing more and more and slowly slid his finger in further, making Ichigo gasp in the kiss. He carefully thrusted in and out, sending Ichigo shivers across his spine, blinding his vision in shocks of pain and pleasure.
Renji felt Ichigo completely relax and added another finger, thrusting it deep into his lover, hitting the bundle of nerves that made Ichigo throw his head back and wail his lover's name in pleasure.
Renji smirked; he would have to remember that spot. He slightly began to move his fingers apart, scissoring Ichigo, who moaned over and over, pushing back into Renji's fingers.
Renji felt his own forgotten arousal painfully throb in his pants and looked at Ichigo who was moaning and writhing under him. He could feel the lust, want, and desire to be in Ichigo build in his body, ready to fuck the other male senseless.
He slid his fingers out of Ichigo's entrance, getting the deadliest glare ever shot to him and a growl in protest.
"Don't worry… You'll soon get more than enough of that." Renji grinned, locking his lips with Ichigo's, his hands working on the belt of his own pants with a rush. He undid his pants and quickly kicked his pants off, his boxers soon followed.
Ichigo gulped as he saw Renji's cock; fully erect and throbbing in need to be in him. Would something that big fit into him? He pushed the thought away and swallowed bravely, spreading his legs, inviting and surrendering himself for the other.
Renji saw this and grinned. "In a rush, are we Ichi-chan?" He looked around Ichigo's room; he seemed to be… in search of something. "Don't you have anything like lubricant?" He asked suddenly.
"W-what?" Ichigo blinked as he looked up at Renji's naked form, he didn't expect Renji to ask that. "Well sorry, but I usually don't do such things like we are doing now, so I don't have that kind of stuff." He sarcastically said.
"Hmm…" Renji murmured in thought, he didn't want to fuck Ichigo dry; it would be too painful for his first time.
Ichigo gave an annoyed glare and grabbed Renji's hair, shoving him over his own lean frame, between his legs. "Renji, fuck me dry, I don't care! I can deal with pain, just take me already!" Ichigo said between clenched teeth as he felt Renji's erection rub against his own.
Ichigo wouldn't have to repeat himself another time; before he knew it Renji had moved between his legs and had lifted them up, letting them rest around Renji's hips. He could feel Renji's erection pressed at the entrance of his frame, aching to enter. He swallowed nervously.
"Not talking that big anymore, eh Ichi-chan." Renji gave Ichigo a lusty smirk.
"Shut up and fuck me." Ichigo bravely said and grabbed Renji's hair again, shoving their lips in a rough kiss.
Renji's smirk widened in the kiss and he did what he was told, carefully and slowly pushing himself into Ichigo.
Ichigo clenched his eyes shut in pain and bit his cheek, trying to relax as Renji pushed in further. Renji might have prepped him, but it still stung like a bitch.
Renji halted as he saw the pained expression on Ichigo's face. "Ichigo… I'll stop if you want me to…"
Ichigo stubbornly shook his head. "No, I want this, Renji. I want you in me… now." With that said, Ichigo thrust back into Renji, ignoring the pain that shot in his back.
Renji wasn't sure, but felt his own need and pushed into Ichigo all the way to the hilt, making Ichigo gasp in pain and pleasure. He nudged Renji with his legs to continue, pushing him in even deeper.
Renji moaned, feeling the tight inner muscles clamp around his member almost suffocating. That made him realise Ichigo was still so young and inexperienced… such a virgin. He grinned and hungrily kissed Ichigo's lips. He slowly moved out of Ichigo, till the tip of his cock was at Ichigo's entrance and pushed back in, making Ichigo softly moan.
Ichigo rocked his hips against Renji, as the redhead thrust deeply into him, hitting the bundle of nerves that made Ichigo wail and weep and pull on Renji's hair like his life depended on it, begging for more and more.
Renji gave a low moan and fastened his pace, every time hitting that spot, the thrusts harder and deeper, making Ichigo pant and want for more, his hands clawing over Renji's back.
He grabbed Ichigo's neglected member and began to pump with the rhythm of their thrusts, making Ichigo pant uncontrollably.
"Faster-" Ichigo commanded in pants as he nudged Renji hard with his legs, with every thrust they made.
Renji obeyed, thrusting harder and harder, grunting and panting in pleasure. His hand that was pumping Ichigo also quickening it's pace.
Ichigo could feel himself coming near his end as they continued to ride each other, his own member throbbing pleasantly to get released. Ichigo moaned hard and grabbed Renji's hair again to capture those lips in a heated lock of sensual kisses.
Renji roughly kissed back and let his unoccupied hand run over Ichigo's spine, making the other arch his back and wildly throw his head back to let out a loud wail of pleasure.
Ichigo couldn't take it anymore, those hands that went wildly over his skin, Renji's cock that thrusted deep and hard inside him, hitting that spot over and over, their sweat-soaked bodies that unconsciously rubbed wildly against each other, craving for each other's skin in deep need and want. He felt the tingles in his body growing stronger, his skin heated in lust and ecstasy. With one final wail, a flash went before his eyes that blew his mind as he felt himself explode over their stomachs, his inner muscles clamping down on Renji's member.
Renji felt himself coming too; the sight of Ichigo lying and writhing under him was more than enough to spill his seed deeply into the other male, Ichigo's tightened ass didn't help that much either.
He gave one last thrust; diving deep into Ichigo and with a low lusty moan let his seed deeply spill within Ichigo. He slowly thrusted into Ichigo some more, letting the pleasure wave out of him into the other, searching for Ichigo's lips to lock them in a slow sensual kiss.
He finally slipped out of Ichigo, his cock twitching as it hit the cold air instead of Ichigo's tight warm hole. He let himself drop on top of Ichigo and possessively draped his arms around the other's waist and shoulders. "You're mine…" Renji whispered and broke the kiss as he licked Ichigo over his cheek.
Ichigo gave a small smile and pushed Renji aside. "Unh… Get off me, you're heavy…"
Renji gave a smug smile and kissed the top of Ichigo's head as he laid himself next to the other, his arms tightening around Ichigo in a possessive lock.
Ichigo nuzzled in Renji's neck. "Promise me you won't leave me... ever." He murmured and let his legs drape around Renji's waist, his arms over Renji's shoulders, playing with the wild red hair.
Renji smiled. "Promise."
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OMG! My first yaoi-scene! What did you guys think of it, was it good enough? Never made such a long chapter, over 5000 words! O.o But please tell me your opinion, really did my best to make it hot and kinky!
This chapter's vote:
(If you watch the Bleach-anime) Happy the freaking Bounto-fillers are almost over? (I know, random question)
Option A) Hell yeah! Those stupid little fuckers, kill them kill them!! BUAHAHA!!! (Me: nods. Me agree!)
Option B) Dead or alive… I don't care.
Option C) NOOOO!! They were my friends! I love Kariya!! (Me: O.o)
Option D) Just continue the story, woman. (Me: Wow! There's an option D!)
Okay, that was it. Please read and review! Love you guys! (In a good mood, just because she finished this chapter and made yaoi.)