They all had their own cues to let them know that an episode was on its way. For Kensai, it was as simple as having his thoughts increasingly ruled by certain kinds of subject matter. As the episode drew closer these thoughts would coalesce into fairly detailed fantasies usually with common themes. This was no different. What was different was who had caught his attention. This time it was Shinji.

There had been a certain sexual tension between the pair from the beginning. Even before they were captains, Shinji would flirt shamelessly with the white-haired man, often just for the fun of it. And, much to Kensai's dismay, he found the gestures endearing enough to embarrass himself on occasion.

Before the hollowification, and even occasionally afterward, Kensai found Shinji's flippant attitudes toward intimacy unreasonable at best and degrading at worst. After, there was a shift. Shinji's former attitudes became closer to the norm and Kensai was one of those who had taken that the hardest. There were even times in the beginning, when they were all still adjusting, that he would avoid the blonde for fear of the contagiousness of depravity.

Now, this wasn't the first time he'd stared at Shinji, making sure to take in every detail, even the slight natural fluctuations in his raietsu. Shinji was good looking and he knew it; that was one of the main reasons Kensai didn't usually go for the blonde. It was just too easy to see through the other man's charms to his ulterior motives. Now was one of those times when he wanted to use another's over confidence to his advantage and no one made a better target.

About a week before Ichigo's first episode…

Kensai had just been musing over whether he wanted to tie Shinji up or let him roam free once he had him when he noticed Lisa a few meters away. She was very shortly followed by Shinji. He wasn't close enough to hear what they were saying but it was pretty obvious what they were discussing.

As luck would have it, Shinji was having his next episode first and apparently coming onto Lisa very strongly. For whatever reason, she wasn't taking very well to it, which was strange because she was usually more than willing to string the blonde vizard along even if it was just until someone else came along to take care of him. He watched for another few minutes, just to make sure she wasn't messing with him, trying to make him mad on purpose or something, before approaching.

"Is there a problem?" he stepped between them.

Shinji frowned deeply at the obvious cock-block before speaking, "You fuckin' bitch!" he yelled, though to whom neither was really sure.

"I'll say there's a problem," the woman nearly scoffed.

Shinji was about to defend himself when Kensai said something that neither of them expected.

"Want me to take'em off your hands?" he gave Lisa a suggestive wink.

She returned the wink and added with a lighthearted laugh, "He's all yours!" before turning and leaving.

"Kensai?" Shinji suddenly asked, unsure if he heard what he thought he heard.

"Well?" the white-haired vizard opened his arms.

To say that Shinji was confused by this turn would be an understatement but he wasn't going to question it. Instead, he was in those strong arms in a matter of milliseconds and pulling the larger man into a passionate kiss.

It took a long time for Kensai to realize it and even longer before he'd actually admit it to himself but there was a large part of him that didn't want to be with Shinji for quite some time because of how obviously more experienced he was. He was intimidated by the idea that something might be demanded of him that he was either unfamiliar with or unprepared for, not that Shinji would have cared either way. It didn't help that this fear was justified on a couple of occasions by other vizard, but only at the beginning. It wasn't long before they all knew one another's tricks, which made things easier but much less exciting. Not a big problem for Kensai, but Shinji became less easy to please as time went by.

Immediately, it was a battle of tongues and teeth for dominance and Kensai was surprised that Shinji was actually putting up a real fight. More often than not, especially with him, the blonde seemed to fall naturally into the more submissive position. When Shinji actually bit his lower lip, he gasped and looked into the blonde's eyes. He'd never seen honey boil so he wasn't even sure if it was possible, but the fire behind Shinji's eyes gave him a pretty good idea what it would look like if it could.

It was obvious that Shinji was past the point where he wanted to play games, which meant that Kensai had made his entrance at just the right moment and even through the slight wince of pain, he gave a victorious little smile.

Shinji noticed and pulled away, "Why…?" was as far as he got before he was starting to pull at the larger man's clothes once again.

"What'd you say to Lisa that made her not wanna fuck your brains out?" Kensai teased.

"Nothin' I don't usually say," he trailed off. "Why're you-?" he got a little further this time but this time he was cut off.

"Are you arguing?"

Shinji's answer to that was to take Kensai by the hand and lead him to the 'love shack', a small, two-room house constructed for just such occasions. Of course he wasn't going to argue. It was rare that Kensai showed any sexual interest in him in general, let alone actually making an effort to fool around with him. Shinji, on the other hand, had always shown an interest in the strong, serious man with white hair and piercing eyes. However, he had grown accustomed to the cold, stern reactions that Kensai would give and stuck primarily to playfully teasing as that was as far as he was usually allowed to get. That wasn't to say that he never tried and there were times when he succeed but it wasn't ever as fulfilling as he'd hoped.

This felt different. This time Kensai approached him and there was a want and willingness in his eyes and posture that Shinji would have been crazy to refuse. It certainly felt like he was going mad but he held tight until they got to the door.

Kensai stumbled slightly when Shinji impatiently pushed him into the room. It was the size of a decent master bedroom with a large bed, a few dressers and shelves, and a few other odds and ends, some obviously sexual, others not as much. He didn't know it, but the blonde had been in there earlier that morning making sure the things that he might want were readily available. He was about to complain but he was pushed again, this time onto the bed, landing with a soft 'ooph' sound.

Shinji didn't just push him, he fell with the larger man, landing on top of him. Before any words could be spoken, he brought his lips down on Kensai's and resumed his attack. He was unbelievably frustrated and because of his fight with Lisa, he was now also very angry. Kensai swallowed hard when he realized that he'd just submitted himself to a Molotov cocktail of volatile emotions and sexual energy.

"What's the matter?" Shinji asked in a sweetly wicked voice, even moving so that he could speak directly into the other vizard's ear.

"Nothin's the matter…you just surprised me," he admitted, hoping that a little honesty would diffuse some of the negative energy that the blonde was emanating.

Shinji gave a dark chuckle but it worked. He liked that he was still occasionally able to surprise the other man after all these years. "How's that?" he asked while starting to pull on the white-haired man's tank top almost hard enough to tear.

Kensai didn't want to answer so he went for the obvious distraction. "Don't fuckin' tear my clothes, damn it!" he pushed Shinji off enough to pull his shirt over his head.

Shinji eyed his partner carefully. He was grateful for his presence but still distrustful of some ulterior motive. "Why are you here?" he asked, finally able to speak the full question.

Kensai threw his shirt at Shinji's face, "Isn't 'cause I wanna be enough for you?" he gave an indignant pout.

"So that means you're not gunna bail on me like last time?" he exaggerated. Their last 'relationship' ended somewhat pre-maturely when one of the others became interested in Kensai. He couldn't even remember who it was, only that Kensai hadn't been given enough time to let him know. Normally, he wouldn't have cared for more than how long his addiction to the other lasted. But it was Kensai, someone who hardly ever gave him 'that look' and he felt it disappeared a little too quickly.

"Don't give me a reason to," he snapped back as he felt the blonde's spiritual pressure fill the room.

"Tch," he spat before his smile returned, "Then you won't mind if I want a little insurance," he pounced on the larger man once again, pinning him to the mattress.

The man now on his back wasn't sure if he liked the sound of that but before he could question it, he felt dexterous fingers lightly tickling his sides. He wiggled a little until he felt his arms being coaxed upward. He obliged if only to stop the tickling.

Once his hands were near Kensai's wrists, Shinji started to move upward.

"What are you doing?" Kensai asked impatiently.

His tone earned him nearly having his arms pulled from their sockets as Shinji fastened his wrists to a pair of handcuffs on a line secured to the bed. Once he was sure that the man beneath him was somewhat secure, his hands went to his button and fly.

"Damn, you're really aggressive today," Kensai half-complained, half-marveled.

Shinji instinctively reeled back to slap the man beneath him but caught himself before starting the downswing. When he did bring his hand down, it was to take a firm grip on that short wiry white hair. "You're not first person who's told me that today," he answered with an eerie calm while pulling his cock out of his pants.

Kensai was actually going to reply to that but as soon as he opened his mouth, Shinji shoved himself inside.

Shinji gave a growl of satisfaction, "You talk too much…" When he felt the man beneath him give a sigh of exasperation and subsequently surrender, he eased up a little by not holding onto the other's hair so tightly, except when he was cumming and had little control over those kinds of things.

Kensai choked the first couple of times the head of Shinji's cock pressed anxiously against the back of his throat. Then he remembered the reason why playing the blonde vizard's games before hand was useful; it was the foreplay for him. Once he got going, he didn't waste time. The sigh he gave was as much in exasperation at Shinji's ruthless desperation as it was his own physical response to being so harshly used. The surrender was inevitable after that and when the blonde eased up, if only just barely, he took the opportunity to offer what little support he could from his limited position.

The enthusiasm was well received but resulted in further abuse of his oral cavity. The blonde let go of his hair entirely, allowing his head to rest on the bed while he tried to swallow all of the fluid being poured into his mouth without gagging.

A few long minutes later, Shinji's member started to soften slightly and he withdrew. He gave a giddly grin at the cum that had slipped out of the other vizard's lips and now decorated his face. Another wicked little giggle later and he was sliding back down the larger man's body, not stopping until he could grind their hips together.

"Why, Kensai, you're all hard down here," the blonde dawled while licking the stray drops of cum off the other's face.

The bound man's reply was an indignant grunt as his body betrayed him.

"Does sucking my cock make you hard?" He giggled at the absolute fury in the look he received. "Or is it because I mouth fucked ya so good?" he continued and once the cum was cleaned up he started nibbling on the larger man's lips.

He gave another sound if indignation and turned his face away from Shinji's.

"Either way…," he sat up and started rubbing his ass on the hardness beneath him, "it's kinda whorish." His tone was arrogant and chiding.

"Tck, like you have room to talk," he snapped and immediately regretted his words. He could help what he said, Shinji couldn't.

"Well, it's best to get the news from someone who knows what their talking about," he advised haughtily. "Here's the deal. You're gunna be my whore today or I'm kickin' your ass outta here." Shinji started unbuttoning his shirt as it had started to cling uncomfortably to his skin with sweat.

"You'll let me go?" Kensai blinked stupidly with surprise.

"Yeah, I'm not a total asshole. So, what's it gunna be?"

There was at least one thing about Shinji's episodes that Kensai found endearing and that was his 'last chance' warnings. It took him a long time to realize that it was the blonde's way of trying to make sure his partner wasn't going to do something they would regret because it often felt like he was being pushed away. "Sounds like you don't wanna fuck me," he teased, bouncing his hips playfully, "I took a shower, jeez!"

Shinji gave the man beneath him a look of incredulity before the bouncing overtook his thoughts and he was starting move downward once again to remove his partner's pants, socks and boots. "I'm surprised you didn't bite me," he informed as he slid the final article, a pair of boxers, off the other man.

"I know you don't like teeth there; anywhere but there, right?" he asked knowingly.

"How sweet of you to remember," Shinji cooed almost dangerously before feigning impudence, "You'll pardon me if I don't remember what you like…You see, I've had too many other partners and we were together for such a short time last time…"

Those last couple of comments made Kensai decide that whether or not Shinji was bound during his next episode didn't matter as long as he had a gag handy but before he could form a reply, he look down to find Shinji closely examining his cock and gradually moving lower. "What are you doing?" he asked as a blush began to creep across his cheeks.

"You know, I've never really gotten a really good look at you," he replied as innocently as he could manage, while running his fingers up some of the larger veins he found, which became more as he continued. When the man he was teasing gave a slight moan at the attention he was receiving, Shinji backed off. "Do you want me to suck your cock?" he asked knowingly.

Kensai knew only one answer to that question at this point. He bit his lip and nodded 'yes'.

"That's so cute," the blonde continued to tease. This time he moved lower and started examining Kensai's balls, tan skin decorated by curly white hair. "But whores suck cock. They don't have their cocks sucked unless their John's a sissy," he nearly hissed.

Kensai was a little taken aback by the other man's crude language but let it go. Sure, he'd like a blow job but that's not what he was there for. There was really no point in doing anything that didn't get Shinji off. "Aaah," he gasped when his legs were spread, "That's fine," he informed through gritted teeth, "you've done that enough times that I think I can do without."

Shinji laughed a little at that because it was true and then again at the grunt of discomfort when he suddenly pushed his finger tip past the tight ring of muscle as soon as he found it.

"Nnngh, damnit!" he involuntarily kicked, giving Shinji a reason to grab him by the ankle and spread him even wider.

"You're pretty flexible, right?" the blonde asked with a sudden genuine curiosity but before there was an answer, continued, "Never mind, we'll worry about that later." He dropped the leg and crawled over to one of the many bedside stands.

Kensai gave a look of confusion in response to his abandonment but didn't question the few seconds to catch his breath. During that time, he also gave his restraints a few good tugs. It wasn't anything he couldn't break if he really wanted to which was reassuring in some ways and not in others but before he could contemplate that further, he noticed that the object of his affection was removing his clothing. He couldn't help but watch and then blush furiously when he was inevitably caught.

"Why, Kensai, you're staring at me," he playfully marveled. "Perhaps you really do want me." He left it at that because he was naked and making his way back to his partner with a few things in his hands. "Two's about your limit if you're not episodic, right?" he asked.

That was one thing that Kensai had a hard time getting used it, the business-like tone Shinji used sometimes. "Yeah, I guess."

"I can work with that," he informed while lubing up his backside. Once his entrance was slick enough to allow his fingers to easily slide in and out, he went back to straddling the white-haired vizard who was still staring at him.

Kensai's eyes rolled back as Shinji slid into his length, settling on the base and rolling his hips sensuously. Unfortunately, that pleasure didn't last very long because a previously unseen item was being put to use. The blonde withdrew a small part of the way before quickly but carefully clasping a ring around the base of the other man's erection.

"Anngh, what're you doing?" he tried to protest but it was already too late.

"Don't worry," he ran the back of his hand gently along Kensai's cheek before his grin turned wicked again. "I'll let you cum." That was all he could say before the length inside him twitched and he started riding the larger man in earnest.

He could tell by the look in Shinji's eyes that the time for talking was once again over which was fine because the hot friction around his member stole his words anyway. Before long, he even found himself gritting his teeth because of the mild suppression of his urge to touch the lithe form so fervently bucking while stroking his cock above him. He wanted so badly to break his feeble bindings but was worried about how the blonde would react. He squirmed while wrestling with the notion but his thoughts were interrupted by an order.

"Lift up your knees."

The white-haired man hesitated but only because it was so suddenly spoken. As soon as he caught the slightest bit of his bearings, he did as he was told and Shinji reached a hand back and twisted slightly. It wasn't the best angle but it gave him more leverage and could therefore ride his partner even harder, which was what he was after at the moment.

The man on top hadn't realized it until Kensai started bucking even harder that he wasn't the only one with more leverage now and turned back, placing both hands on the strong chest beneath him. "Yes, god, Kensai!" He had cum a couple of times before that but that started first wave of indistinguishable orgasms strung together into one long release. He didn't even need to touch himself to keep it going. There was just so much fire and friction between them that no further coaxing was necessary.

With Kensai's first near-orgasm, Shinji's moans started to turn into incoherent babble. The bound man gave a deep throated groan of aroused frustration when the peak waned without release, causing even greater pressure inside him. He even started to tug at his restraints in earnest.

"No!" he started clawing at the chest supporting most of his weight when he wasn't landing on the hips beneath him. The rest of his argument was lost when he actually drew blood, just a little but the damage had been done. He recoiled instantly and nearly fell backward, if not for the legs propped up behind him he would have, a displeased hiss the only sound he could manage. Something behind his eyes danced with delight as the slight scratch bubbled up a little bit of red fluid but he had to pull away. Drawing blood was a big no-no especially with Kensai.

Kensai gave a near-growl and bucked even harder, almost throwing the other off. The blonde threw out a hand to catch himself. It landed almost covering the large black tattoo on the larger man's stomach but he slipped a little on his fluid that had collect on his skin. The near-fall brought back enough of Shinji's sense to reach beneath him and unclasp the ring blocking the other man's release.

To his surprise, Kensai was actually able to hold out another few minutes before cuming inside the tight heat working him so hard. When Shinji felt the member inside him pulse his gave a sympathetic reaction and spilled even more onto the white-haired man's stomach. When Kenai stopped thrusting, the man on top of him settled for just rolling his hips while the length inside soften and slowly started to slide out.

"Mmmm…" Shinji rolled his eyes as he started to come down a little from the endorphin high. "I'm sorry," he almost whispered, dragging his index finger across the scratch, smearing the blood. When Kensai frowned, he continued, "You just make me cum so hard, I can't control myself."

The white-haired man couldn't argue with his silver-tongued partner as he was now moving back down between his legs. He knew what was coming next and it completely distracted him from anything that had happened before that.