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Chapter 25.
Byakuya had not been pleased with Renji at all. The one thing he had forbidden was ever to raise the zanpakuto inside the house. It did not matter if there was a reason for it but he was the master of the house and he would be the one giving orders. Renji had succumbed to Byakuya´s harsh tongue when he had finally dragged the red head by the hair back to their bed chamber and had lectured his spouse on the protocol of the house. Renji did not have the right to lecture anyone or to punish anyone. No matter if he was the spouse of the Head of the Kuchiki the man was still not allowed to release his weapon. Even Byakuya himself did not do that. As a punishment Byakuya had simply tied his spouse and lashed few good ones on his back by a whip. It had been long since Byakuya had done such an action and it had exited him tremendously. As soon as he had laid the whip down he had ravished the red head by taking him rather forcefully but the other man had not complained quite the contrary. The tattooed man had simply begged for more and more. And it had exited the raven more. The more Renji begged the more he wanted to give. The frustration of that offence had changed into a heated mating.
Byakuya and Renji lay in a tangled heap on the large futon on their bedroom after the session and they tried hard to catch their breath. Renji grinned like a fool and looked at his spouse. Byakuya was lying on his back, breathing hard and his chest was glistening with cooling sweat. Byakuya had been rather fevered and pissed at him, but it had not dimmed the rather animalistic feeling underneath. Renji loved it when Byakuya got like this. The raven really gave him such strange yet bit painful pleasure when handling him roughly. Before it had been more painful due to Byakuya´s insecurities and jealousy about their relationship and the fear that Ichigo would come and take him away but now the actions the raven did where done with more pleasure and confidence. Well that might not be a right word. Renji knew that his husband had the confidence of the world but the man might still be a bit insecure. Things were different between them now than it was in the beginning and Renji liked it. Actually he loved every second of it. He smiled wickedly and rose on his knees and straddled Byakuya. The raven looked at him with smoldering liquid eyes and smiled back. It was time for another round.
Byakuya was definitely not denying this wild man in his bed. All he had to do was to tame him and he was sure he was doing rather good job at it. Renji was begging more from him. Byakuya smiled and kissed Renji and guided himself back where he belonged. The night was long and they had no hurry in the morning. It was quiet in Seireitei and they had a day off. Hidehiro and Takao had to deal their matters on their own. Right at this moment Byakuya could care less of his cousin and his marital problems. Right now Byakuya cared more about the friction the red head brought to his hard member.
Hidehiro barely slept. He had to make sure that Takao would not leave before the had to make sure that the deaf man would stay with him forever. He had to make additions to his plan. He could not be too rough with his spouse unless he wanted to feel the blades of Senbonzakura or Zabimaru on his skin. And Hidehiro wanted to avoid that at all costs. Takao was extremely precious to him and it was partly true that he had been mad at himself for not protecting Takao better and taken those emotions on Takao where he should have been gentle and protecting and nurturing. Now he had managed to retrieve the short man back to his arms where the man belonged but there were still some things that needed to be made sure that the man would stay with him. And the most important was to keep Takao away from the human teen whose face was as sour as a citrus.
Hidehiro had seen the interactions between the two and had realized from the beginning the shift of the orange haired man´s reiatsu. Where before there had been affection for the red head who slept with his cousin it was now directed towards his precious spouse. He had to make sure that the teen or his hollow would not do the same as the young man had done to Renji. Takao was his and his only. It made Hidehiro´s blood boil and he had understood his cousins previous feelings. Yet Hidehiro knew that there had to be a new perspective and handling on this matter. He could not let the teen know that he knew. He had to keep appearance and for Takao´s sake he had to remove the teen from their life permanently yet unsuspected.
Hidehiro smiled to himself. He was rather proud at the research he had made on top of his own work at the archives. He had managed to find rather simple solution. All he had to make sure that his plan would work. He rose from his position on the futon and walked towards a small table. He opened a drawer and pulled a small bottle from inside it and lifted in front of his face. The bottle contained clear red liquid. He smiled a little and chuckled. He looked back at his spouse and his smiled grew larger. He laughed a bit. He would make sure that Kurosaki brat was never going have not even a hair from his Takao. He put the bottle back to its hiding place and walked back to bed and sat next to his sleeping spouse and stroked the man´s face.
Kurosaki Ichigo, next time you visit, it will be your last time you see him. I will not give him to you. Mine.
AN2: Sorry for a short chapter. I hope you will update. Like after you read this. Thank you so very much.