.DISCLAIMER: I do not own BLEACH or any of its characters
A story rated M for LEMON means Lemon Explicit You've Been Warned!
Vast and Absolute
Chapter 11 - Prejudice
The next two days were filled with Byakuya keeping up appearances for himself. Yoruichi didn't run off but she did kept things lively. She was no wallflower, no shrinking violet. This left Byakuya on the surface stoic solemn shaking his heading and whispering to her to not laugh so loudly, or drink so much or to speak to the children so they wouldn't climb behind booths or on the floats. On the inside he couldn't wait for the whole affair to be over so he could have her to himself again under the sheets of his futon, or hers.
Akiko was seething the whole time not too far away from the secret lovers, watching for telltale signs that they had in fact consummated their relationship. She enlisted the help of her friends some of whom Byakuya had not met, to also watch.
Also watching the couple was Kisuke Urahara, behind the veil of his messy sandy blond hair,his a happy smile and his fan.
Kisuke's mind shifted to Kuukaku seeing a cart of fireworks heading to the launch site. Kuukaku was very busy trying to make each night of the fireworks more spectacular than the last. This was her family's skill, what the Shiba clan took pride in and it had to be perfect. Thus it left her little time to be with Kisuke.
Kuukaku and her fireworks, Kisuke and his experiments. That was a common ground, a connection they had, to explore and create bigger and better things. It was a part of their attraction. Kisuke loved a woman who could blow up things. Both were very focused single sighted when it came to their craft.
Shiba had tunnel vision now which suited Kisuke just fine because all he wanted to do was watch Yoruichi. Kuukaku wouldn't have liked that if she noticed.
Byakuya DID notice and he hated it.
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Sweat dripped from Byakuya's brow as he stroked his long, hot thick cock into the writhing Yoruichi Her body was glistening, radiant with perspiration, her eyes closed, arms stretched out over her head as it lolled from side to side.
Her legs spread as wide as they 'd go, knees bent up to her breasts as Byakuya kept his steady deep pounding rhythms into her. Wet sound of their skin colliding, came in unison with Yoruichi's moans, in the soft, dimly candlelit room of the Kuchiki manor.
Byakuya's strong arms, muscles flexed as he held himself up over her, closing his eyes only for a moment or two at exquisite feel of her body, her silky wet cunt. She squeezed his cock from the inside sending a shudder of delight through him causing him to whimper as he pressed deeper and deeper unrelenting into her.
He bent his arms dipping down onto her as if doing a push up, to kiss her passionately. His body still fucking into her; he pushed himself up to watch again. He tasted himself on her lips, from where she had pleasured him, taking him in her mouth repeatedly until he almost cried at the intense rapture of her mouth and tongue on him, slim delicate fingers caressing his balls or snaking up his backside to his virgin anal ring as she did.
His eyes were now lust filled slits as he watched her body move in languid bliss under him. Her breasts wobbled and shook as he sunk into her again and again.
Feeling her body tighten, she stopped moving abruptly, staring at him wide eyed with anticipation and need.
"I'm gonna cum.." She moaned breathless, almost apologizing and pleading at the same time.
He quickened his pace. He taking her fast and rough this time. His pelvis slamming into her as he grunted at each impact, his hair falling into his face as she bucked up into him to receive him as deep as possible, sweat dripping making their bodies slick with sensual energy.
Oh, he thought his mind clouded by pleasure. He was quickly reaching his limit as well, her inner walls holding and squeezing him tight, she stiffened even harder against him. His cock swelling even more, ready to release.
"Haaaan Bya- Bya---….. Ahh.." She began her mounting cries. He loved hearing her sweet sexy voice especially when she was losing control. It turned him on so much. He'd make her scream all night.
He took her like a animal a sexy beast, not letting heart pounding in his chest like a drum. Her hands wrapped around his back, nails seeming to burrow into him as her legs wrapped around his waist. A high pitched ecstatic moan filled the room as Yoruichi came on Byakuay's still thrusting cock. He'd sure she had her fill before he came feeling her body milking him, sucking him off from the inside. Then a fierce pounding thrust into her and a savage grunt, his body tense, frozen over her for an instant as ripple of hot pleasure flowed through him. Then....he exploded into her, stream after hot stream of cum flowed into her. His arms locked, body still tensed as is pelvis seemed to move involuntarily.
Yoruichi breathed deep in his ear, "Oh you're soo fucking good Byakuya."
He loved her. He quivered aith excitement. He felt her spasm increase and she came again sucking his hot spurting seed deep into her.
He collapsed on her, his head in her neck, both their bodies shaking quivering. The sheets had been discarded and thrown to the side long ago. Now they lay exposed naked sweaty, blissful. Not caring. Sharing in the afterglow of the sixth time that night. Only their breath and the breeze outside could be heard now. They lay like that for a long while, entwined limbs, wet skin, the smell of sex in the air.
Byakuya breathed in their co-mingled scent, it excited him. He was getting turned on all over again. He looked down at the now exhausted Yoruichi stroking her brow, kissing her as she snuggled up to, him purring.
They had been at it for hours. Her hand lay on his stomach and hadn't moved to his resting cock for a 7th round yet. Yoruichi was insatiable, but he seemed to have worn her down this evening. He smiled wearily, he might be able to get some sleep before the were meant to get up and head out again. He let himself drift to sleep. holding her tight.
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He wanted her again. He wanted her like he had when he moved in and was around her all the time. He wanted her like he did when they were in school and his thoughts were consumed with her. He wanted her like he did on when they were on on assignment with Onimitsukido. He wanted her like he did when he would sneak in her captain's quarters at night, fucking her so hard she had to bit her lipso no one would hear her.
He was greedy, he knew it, but Kisuke didn't care.
The current round with Kuukaku had happened innocently on his side, he wasn't so sure about Kuukaku. Talking over her involment in a set of his experiments, had turned to drinking sake, and that had turned into an unbridled fuckfest. He had planned to forget what had happened and not ever tell Yoruichi, but she was captain of the stealth squad; he was just naive to think he would have gotten away with it anyway now he was paying the price. Friendship would always be between them but he missed the affection, the sex, the love?
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Amai was intrigued by the puppets as they danced on the string of the unseen puppeteer. So much so she didn't hear Yoruichi call to her that they were leaving for lunch. Amai laughed and giggled. Knees bent getting as close as she dared to the whimsical characters made of wood and paint. She wanted to reach out and touch didn't want to be scolded by Yoruichi.
As the story concluded and the Prince kissed his princess, Amai clapped and cheered, then looked up to smile at Yoruichi. Her eyes went wide in shock not seeing her
"Yoruichi! Yoruichi!!"Amai stood, panicked, yelling looking around frantically, heading through the flurry of people. She was right there? Where had she gone.
Amai was beginning to panic. She couldn't see. All there was were the waist and hind quarters of the passing adults, who seemed to look past her as she ran yelling. She didn't know where she was or where she was supposed to be headed.
He had seen the little girl with Yoruichi from the day before and when they were all on the roof of the theater. It was a horrible fiendish and backhanded plan but Kisuke didn't care at this point. He had seen her plight. Now was an opportunity.
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Amai was yelling at the top of her lungs for Yoruichi, fighting back terars.
"Hello there."
Urahara looked down at Amai as she was running to the crowd.
"Hello." Tears were beginning to well as her mouth tuned down in the frown, her small trembling fists clinched.
"Where are you off to?" As if he didn't know.
"I'm looking for my friend, I don't know where she went." Amai's voice was trembling.
"Maybe I can help you." Amai was hesitant staring up into the big smiling blue eyes of the blonde haired man with the fan. She stepped back almost being run over by people passing by. Kisukke htook Amai by the shoulder moving in to protect her.
He took the shaken little girls hand and hugged her to calm could feel her little heart racing. He felt another twinge of guilt at what he was using her for but proceeded. She really needed help that's all he was doing now, it would also just work out in his favor, too. He stood and held her hand firmly but gently while she bite her lip to keep from crying and wiped her stray tears when she thought he wasn't looking. He led her through the crowd, she close to his leg looking at him anxiously. He looked down at her from time to time smiling as they wormed there way through the packed crowd.
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"Amai! Amai!" Yoruichi was jumping from building to building, scanning the crowd, then goign back down to the street.. Where could she be?
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Kisuke felt a smile roll on his lips hearing Yoruichi's calling for his new companion.
"We're close." He looked down at the now smiling girl as she had heard Yoruichi's voice. Amai took the lead holding on to Kisuke tight, her grin wide and goofy.
"There you are." Yoruichi was relived seeing Amai pushing through the crowd, her little head emerging between two bodies "We're about to go eat. Where were you? I was worried."
"I'm fine!" Amai hugged Yoruichi's legas Yorucih stroked her hair, relieved.
"Can he join us?" Amai asked looking back.
"He- " Yoruichi breath caught seeing Urahara emerge behind Amai.
""I'm sure he has other things he has to do" She said still smiling through her eyes were narrowing at Kisuke. He shrugged innocently.
"Please." Amai pleaded wanting to reward her rescuer with lunch.
"Actually I don't have anything better to do." Kisuke was trying to put on the charm mostly for Amai, knowing she was his doorway in. "Kuukaku is working on tonight's fireworks show and sent me away." He actually kept annoying Kuukaku until he did.
"See he's lonely." Amai said." And He helped me."
If it was anyone but Amai, Yoruichi would have emphatically said no. Yoruichi took a deep breath looking down at her young friend. They'd have a talk about these types of things when she got older. But until then.. Yoruichi nodded at Kisuke, a knowing look in her eyes as to what he had done and smiled down at Amai and they headed back through the elbow to elbow crowd, in search of Byakuya and the others
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Byakuya was watching the boys jump and crawl over the much suffering Manhau, as they tried to wrestle him to the ground.
"When are we gonna eat?" Banta asked rubbing his stomach. He looked up red faced as his stomach growled. Koutaishi laughed then stopped when his stomach growled too.
"As soon as Yoruichi-sama and Amai come back." Byakuya said coolly. Banta and Koutaishi looked at each other and then back at the stoic Byakuya they sat down beside him mimicking his moves. Byakuya looked at them out of the corner of his eyes and smiled a little inside.
"They're here!" Nakama shouted.
"Finally!" Banta said as his stomach growled.
Byakuya's jaw clinched seeing Kisuke walking up with Yoruichi. The timer had been set. It was only a matter of time before he blew and took Urahara with him.
Yoruichi smiled at Byakuya anxiously and apologetically.
"Amai wanted to bring her new friend." Yoruichi grabbed Byakuya's hand to reassure him, she was still there with him, for him.
"I see."
Amai plopped down between Yoruichi and Byakuya. Kisuke was edged at of his seat beside Yoruichi by Koutaishi who studied him and the marked difference between he and Byakuya.
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The children ate happily talking and laughing about the shows, performers and what they wanted to do next. Anyone over the age of 12 knew there was something very awkward with the three shinigami seated with them. Miyuki and Manhau stayed alert but kept their eyes down in their food.
Byakuya was quiet, his anger boiling under the surface. Kisuke chatted with the children, happily telling of his experiments.
Yoruichi seeing it couldn't be helped, just relaxed and enjoyed herself, glancing at Byakuya often to blow kisses to him or mouth dirty words of things she wanted to do to him, which threw him off his tantrum and caused him to blush several times.
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The picnic was thankfully over within an hour or so, as the children were running off followed by Manhau and Miyuki.
Yoruichi looked at Kisuke. He was always as charming as hell, and had managed to charm that children instantly. He was a good friend, she did like talking to him. Happy memories with him flooded her thoughts.
Then she looked at Byakuya, Her most recent and wonderful memories with him, filled her thoughts and a wide sly sexy smile spread across her face. She looked at the brooding Kuchiki prince, whose face said what he didn't dare to speak.
Byakuya looked at Yoruichi who smiled at him. He didn't return the sentiment. She was stung a bit, but remembered who she was dealing with, leaving the two males to their staring contest.
The lovelorn men sat in silence, looking at each other now.
Kisuke felt the pressure building. He knew what would come next from Byakuya. A warning to stay away from Yoruichi or a swing, or both. He wanted to avoid any such outcome and excused himself before Byakuya could do either.
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Byakuya was insufferable the rest of the afternoon and wouldn't stop his sulking until Yoruichi had pulled him to the side, not only to stroke his ego but his manhood as well.
"What are you doing woman?" He asked indignantly. Yoruichi was pushing up on him in a dark deserted corner, out of the sight of the crowd, his hands finding their way to her hips.
"What do you think?" She started kissing his neck and rubbing herself against him.
"Why did he have lunch with us?" Byakuya asked bitterly, bringing up the reason for his bad mood.
"I told you, Amai found him." Yoruichi continued her quest over his body.
"More than likely he found her."
"Probably," Yoruichi replied distracted. She sunk to her knees and was fumbling with his yukata.
Byakuya moaned in pleasure as Yoruichi's nimble fingers slithered through the folds of his kimono.
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to be continued