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Happy early birthday to Byakuya (Jan 31st)
Chapter 23: Returning the Favor
Warnings ~ more yaoi-ness, oral, displays of strength, marking
((He heard a soft sigh as the Kuchiki heir laid his head on his shoulder, whispering, "Nobody has ever taken care of me the way you do, Renji."))
Byakuya basked in the attention he was receiving as his partner smiled at him. "Well, I did warn you I plan to spoil the fuck out of you, didn't I? Are you underestimating me again, Taicho?"
He shook his head, which was resting on his lieutenant's broad shoulder. "I don't mean to. It is just taking some getting used to."
The redhead continued to smile as he dabbed the towel along his hairline, brushing the rogue tendrils of hair out of his face. "Get used to it, baby. I know you're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself, but I really wanna take care of you in any way you'll let me. I don't want you to ever doubt how much I love you or how important you are to me."
Touched, Byakuya nuzzled his face into the younger man's black-marked neck, kissing the lightning-bolt. "I may have gone a very long time without realizing how you felt, but since Wednesday night, when you told me, I have not doubted how you feel about me. I may underestimate the depth of your feelings from time to time, but there is no doubt in my mind that, for reasons I don't understand, I'm precious to you."
With his face tucked into the warm neck, he felt the pleased hum his boyfriend made as his temple received a kiss. "You are precious to me, Taicho, and if you'll let me, I'll spend the rest of my life proving it."
Byakuya shifted his head to see the bigger Soul Reaper focused on tenderly patting him dry, a look of concentration on his face as though the world would end if he didn't get him dry enough or was too rough.
He could feel the care in the gentle touches and the way the Rukon Dog held him so close, the warmth in those intense amber eyes and the soft humming that vibrated his host's chest.
Byakuya lifted one hand to the wicked black markings that helped make his subordinate look so fierce as he whispered, "Renji?"
The dark auburn eyes flicked to his wandering hand before meeting his. He spoke softly, trying to say how he felt. "I love how you take care of me, Renji. I love when you say things like that, and I love being so important to you. Nobody's ever cared about me the way you do, or as much. I know I'm very lucky to have you in my life. I care about you, and you've become so important to me so fast. I..."
The words stuck in his throat, the words he truly wanted to say. His partner smiled reassuringly, the warm honey eyes full of understanding and acceptance. "Don't push it, baby. It's alright; when you're really ready, you'll be able to say it."
The bigger Soul Reaper leaned close to kiss his forehead, murmuring, "And I love you too, Byakuya."
He shifted into the attention, sighing contentedly as Renji continued to tenderly dry him while nuzzling his clipped-up hair.
Once he was dry, the crimsonette stood them up, reluctantly releasing him and handing over his sapphire yukata. "Here you go, baby."
Byakuya took the garment, turning to the mirror to admire the new marks his ferocious soon-to-be lover had given him earlier. He now sported two dark red lovebites just above his collarbone, one on either side and far enough away from his neck that they couldn't be seen as long as he was dressed. Anywhere that could be seen, the Rukon Dog had kept his kisses and bites gentle, leaving no marks other than the faintest pink spots that would soon fade.
He lifted his fingers to trace the matching love-bites near his shoulders, seeing the younger man moving closer. He met the deep amber eyes in the mirror as he spoke softly, repeating the words Renji had said to him earlier. "One day, I want you to leave marks where everyone can see them, too. I'll be happy to let you do that, and I'll wear them with pride."
He saw the pleased smile his subordinate wore, and he smiled back as he continued. "Until then, as a compromise of sorts, you have my permission to leave as many concealable marks on me as you wish, in whatever manner you see fit. You're free to leave whatever evidence of passion you want on me."
That roguish, seductive smile blossomed as the hungry auburn eyes flicked down Byakuya's still-naked body, and his lieutenant replied in a low voice. "That sounds fan-fucking-tastic, Byakuya. Your skin's so pale, and you said you bruise easily, and you like when I leave marks...shit, you realize that if you give me that kinda free rein, any part of you that's covered in public might end up looking like you've had the living fuck beat out of you?"
Sensing that Renji wanted him to think about this seriously, Byakuya considered the words carefully.
He knew his boyfriend would not hurt him, and the ways he'd already been marked had been pleasurable. Whether suckling his flesh to leave love-bites, really biting him with his teeth, or leaving painless bruises from holding him so tightly, Renji had always treated him with care.
Byakuya wasn't sure what other ways the bigger Soul Reaper could mark him, but his flesh tingled in anticipation. "That's fine. I know you are not abusive, Renji, and I'm sure that you'll let me get used to anything new. I also believe that if I didn't like something, you'd stop."
The redhead nodded, murmuring, "Of course. I'll agree to this compromise of yours, if you'll leave more marks on me. I don't have to hide 'em cause everyone knows I'm in a relationship, and I like getting 'em."
Byakuya tilted his head as he finally slipped his yukata on. "So it is not too strange that I like when you leave marks on me?"
The crimsonette shook his head as he grabbed his own clothes. "Nah. It's nice, knowin' someone has enough passion for you that they wanna leave evidence of it. By the way, you ain't gotta be with my 'tails' side to mark me. I love that stuff when I'm dominant, too. Especially bites and scratches."
Byakuya felt his cheeks warming as he thought of being able to expend that buildup of energy he felt during their activities. He heard a light chuckle.
"I can tell you're thinkin' 'bout it, baby."
He nodded, his eyes moving to the black designs that decorated his partner's body. "Your markings...you said they're sensitive. Does it hurt if they get scratched or bitten?"
He was surprised to see Renji shiver as he replied, "Trust me, baby; it's more than fine as long as you're not trying to hurt them. They can handle some roughness."
Byakuya began feeling playful and mischievous as he realized his companion was still very turned on, and he reached out to stop the crimsonette from getting dressed. He smiled at the surprised look he got, murmuring, "Speaking of your 'tails' side, how does one go about bringing that out?"
The deep honey eyes widened and darkened, and in the bright bathroom light, he saw the black pupils dilating. His host replied in a voice barely above a whisper. "Easy, Taicho. All I need is a hint that you want that from me, and I'm totally down for being the best bitch I can be for you."
Byakuya moved closer, taking Renji's clothes from his hands and setting them on the counter. He held the bigger Soul Reaper's gaze as he lifted his hands to the broad chest, where he felt the pounding heart. "And you would not be disappointed with me if I didn't go all the way with your 'tails' side yet?"
His partner gave a frantic shake of his head, a slight whine vibrating his chest. "No, no, never disappointed with you! Anything you want from me, Taicho, I swear. A little, a lot, everything, nothing. Whatever you want, as long as you're happy with me."
Sensing the soul-deep sincerity in his boyfriend's words, Byakuya smiled reassuringly. "I am happy with you, my beautiful Renji."
He let one hand slide down to the younger man's stomach, feeling the muscles quiver as a needy whine filled the air. He spoke softly, letting his fingertips trace around the Rukon Dog's navel. "What a fascinating state you've gotten yourself into because you wanted to focus on me. Such sacrifice, just to focus on my pleasure."
The needy whine got louder as his fingers drifted lower into soft damp curls, and he could feel muscles twitching just under the skin.
Byakuya tilted his head, still holding his subordinate's gaze. "Oh but I may be ruining your plans; after all, didn't you say you were saving this for tonight, and trying to teach a selfish dick a lesson?"
The redhead's dark auburn eyes widened with a look of horror, and the whine turned into a squeak before fading. "I don' 'member sayin' that, Taicho."
Byakuya raised his eyebrows at the lie, speaking in a stern voice. "Lieutenant Abarai, you wouldn't be attempting to deceive me, would you?"
The bigger Soul Reaper whimpered and began to tremble. "I...I..k, I 'member sayin' somethin' like that. I'm sorry, Taicho. I jus' don' want you to stop. Whatever I said, I didn' mean it. Please forgive me, Taicho."
Taking mercy on his flustered, barely-coherent partner, Byakuya wrapped his hand around the thick, quivering member that had been begging for his attention ever since they were in the bath. The heart under his other hand raced even harder, and Renji inhaled sharply, head snapping back to hit the wall. "Oh, fuck, Taicho!"
Concerned about the loud 'thunk' he'd heard when his host's head had connected with the wall, Byakuya asked, "Renji? Honey, are you ok?"
A nod answered him, scarlet hair feathering down as broken clip pieces rained to the floor. "'m fine, Taicho. Hard head. Just, please gods, don't stop."
Watching the heated coppery eyes, he began gently stroking the throbbing member, and a blissful moan echoed through the bathroom. He smirked as he let his energy wrap around them, enjoying the immediate response the Rukon Dog's submissive side had to feeling his riatsu.
Renji whimpered in pleasure, reaching out to grasp the edge of the bathroom counter as his body sagged against the wall, trembling weakly while his eyes slid half-way closed.
Byakuya stroked the pulsing length harder, murmuring, "Don't you dare pass out on me, Lieutenant."
The younger man gave the slightest shake of his head as he began panting softly. "No sir."
He smiled into the hazy auburn eyes; Renji had sagged against the wall enough so they were the same height. "Good. Keep your eyes on me, honey. Can you do that for me?"
His boyfriend nodded, breathing, "Hai, Taicho."
Holding the half-closed gaze, Byakuya slowly sank to his knees, then leaned forward to let his lips slide over the precum-slicked head.
The bigger Soul Reaper whimpered, eyes fluttering closed for just a moment before refocusing on him. He let his tongue out to lick the throbbing vein that ran along the underside of the thick member, and Renji whimpered again.
"Ple-please, Taicho. I'll behave, I promise. Please don't tease me...I ca-can't handle it right now. Pleeeease, Taicho."
The desire-clouded amber eyes watched as he took the member into his mouth as far as he could and began sucking.
This wasn't anything like when he was 15; he wanted to bring this man pleasure, wanted to make him feel wonderful, all while knowing that even if he stopped right now, Renji would not force him to continue.
Just knowing he was safe with Renji was enough to allow him to enjoy the ecstasy on his boyfriend's face, the shaky, whimpering breaths, the way those cinnamon eyes burned with desire and gratitude for his actions.
His host was bracing himself with one hand on the counter, doing his best to stay focused on him as he'd been told. Renji's free hand rose towards his face, shaking as he heard a soft whine. "To-touch?"
He nodded, and the shaking hand unclipped his hair, catching the unruly strands before they could fall into his face and smoothing them back. "Be-beautiful Taicho. My Taicho."
He nodded again, sliding his own free hand up a quivering thigh as he hummed his agreement. The redhead whimpered, tentatively shifting his trembling legs further apart. Byakuya continued sucking and stroking with one hand, watching the pleasure-filled honey eyes as he let his other hand caress the tightened balls.
If he hadn't just gotten two releases back-to-back, he knew he'd be getting turned on by his subordinate's moans and whimpers; they sounded so sexy and needy for his attention.
He knew Renji would not ask for any more than what he was doing, but a bold part of him wanted to see how far he could make himself go. He shifted his hand further until his fingers were on the smooth space right behind the balls.
The crimsonette's bronze eyes widened as he panted, "Swear I'll cum if you touch me right now."
He hummed against the hard flesh filling his mouth, and his partner gave a deep, growling moan. "Ain't even gotta go further, Taicho. Right there, push careful."
Realizing that the perineum was the closest access to that special spot from the outside, Byakuya carefully flexed his fingers, firmly massaging that smooth area. Within a moment, Renji gave a wordless cry as his body began to spasm, and Byakuya swallowed the hot rush before it could choke him.
An odd cracking sound rang out, but he didn't have time to react to that as his boyfriend began sliding down the wall.
~X~X~X~X~X~
Renji couldn't stop his descent as his legs went numb and gave out on him. He could feel the wall sliding up his back, so that must mean he was headed for the floor. He felt his captain's hands on him, half supporting him and half guiding him to sit on the floor.
Oh! It was cold! Chilled in the aftermath of his intense climax, he whimpered and tried leaning towards the blur of sapphire, black, and porcelain he knew was his superior. Slender arms wrapped around him, helping him crawl into a warm lap.
His mind was hazy from his powerful release, most of his abilities short-circuited for the moment. He nuzzled into sweet warmth, vaguely aware it was his partner's neck.
He started to shiver, and felt Byakuya shift. Then his kimono top was being draped around him, and slender fingers were threading through his hair as a gentle voice murmured into his ear, "I've got you, my beautiful Renji."
He whimpered softly, basking in the security of the older man's embrace. "Kuchiki-Taicho." He lifted one hand weakly, resting it on his boyfriend's chest as he mumbled his appreciation. "So good, thank you."
He felt Byakuya kiss his temple, then he heard the noble suck in a breath. "So that's what that sound was! Renji, you cracked the counter."
Having felt the solid wood splitting in his hand as he came, he nodded guilty. "Yeah, 'm sorry, Taicho."
The reply was soft as those strong arms tightened around him. "Don't apologize, honey; it is your counter, after all, and it looks like it can be fixed. It just made me realize something - you really do hold back when your hands are on me, don't you?"
He nodded, whispering, "I wouldn't hurt you."
Still curled up on the smaller Soul Reaper's lap, he sighed in relief as his thoughts finally began to clear. "I swear I wouldn't hurt you, Taicho. Please don't be afraid of me cause I broke the counter."
The arms around him tightened even more, and he felt himself being rocked a little as his companion murmured, "I am not afraid of you, Renji. Why does that concern you so much?"
Renji whimpered in distress - why didn't Byakuya see? "You'll leave me if I scare you, Taicho. You'll leave me, and you'll transfer me, and everything will be ruined and I won't have you in my life at all anymore!"
He trembled as he felt his superior's riatsu billow out around them, then slender fingers curled under his chin, making him lift his head and meet those intense amethyst-steel eyes.
"Ta-Taicho? I'm sor-" He was cut off by soft lips covering his, his partner breathing, "Hush, Renji. Enough. I know you are afraid of messing this up; I am just as afraid that I will." A gentle kiss, and his captain continued, "But we will make it work, because I don't see any acceptable alternative."
The warm eyes met his, and Renji felt himself calming. His guest's fingers trailed from his jaw down the side of his neck, grazing over his markings as Byakuya smiled at him. "That's better, honey. Now, did you still want a new mark to show off?"
Skin still extra-sensitive after his climax, Renji nodded, shivering at the thought. "Hai, Taicho. Please?"
He was surprised to see a frown flit over his companion's features, then the ravenette smirked. "Very well; I would like to give you one. But I don't want you speaking again until you're ready to call me either by name or 'baby'."
Surprised by the order, Renji didn't resist as his hair was gently pulled to coax his head to the side, and then the noble kissed the spot he intended to mark. He shivered at the sensation on his over-sensitized skin, then the soft lips parted and his flesh was being assaulted in the most delightful way.
He moaned and pressed closer, arching his neck against the teeth and warmth. He was elated when Byakuya responded perfectly; the more he pushed, the harder the older man sucked and bit.
Not realizing he was changing their position, Renji pressed forward, his greater size forcing the smaller Soul Reaper to lay back. He opened his eyes to see he had a different view of their surroundings, because his partner was now laying flat on the floor, and he was sprawled over the lithe body.
"Sorry, Tai-" He cut off with a gasp as Byakuya growled and bit down hard. He sank into the punishment, moaning when he felt the wicked mouth move to a new spot on his throat.
He slid one hand under his superior's head, threading his fingers through the soft hair as he encouraged his boyfriend. "That's perfect, baby."
Though his voice was low and rough, he'd obeyed, and heard a murmur of approval as the ravenette continued marking him.
He began humming happily, thoroughly enjoying the fact that the Kuchiki heir's attention was focused only on him.
Suddenly, Byakuya laughed, rubbing his lips. "That tickles! When you started humming, I could feel it in my lips."
The warm steel eyes lifted to his as his guest continued. "But you do have a pretty new mark; it's dark, and big since I moved."
Excited by the prospect of having a new one to show off, Renji grinned and kissed his partner on the lips before scrambling to his feet. He looked in the mirror; just above his lightning bolt marking, there was a lovely red-purple double hickey framed by imprints of teeth.
"Fuck, that's pretty, baby," he murmured, loving the way the lovebite looked like the dark cloud his lightning bolt would come from.
At his side, Byakuya rose from the floor, brushing himself off and casually straightening his sapphire yukata. "I'm glad you like it, honey. Now, what time is it?"
Renji shrugged - there was no clock in his bathroom. "Hold on, baby, and I'll find out." He shrugged his top on, then stepped into the hallway. "Almost four."
He glanced back into the bathroom as his boyfriend sighed and began brushing his disheveled hair. "Four? Gods you were right; longest afternoon ever. But at least it's fun, right?"
Seeing the little satisfied smirk his captain wore, Renji chuckled. "Right, baby. Lots of fun. Hey, you hungry? I kinda wanna warm up some of that stew."
The older man smiled at him. "I'm not hungry, but you are more than welcome to have more. I really am glad you like it."
Renji smiled back as he slipped his hakama on. "Well, I'm glad Lady Hisana taught you to make it."
They headed to the front room, Renji stepping into the kitchen as Byakuya perched in the couch-nest and watched him.
~X~X~X~X~X~
Byakuya smiled to himself as he watched his fiesty partner heating up the stew, humming softly.
He'd been touched when Renji had said 'Lady Hisana'; because she'd been Rukon, many of his clan members and noble peers had been reluctant or flat refused to use a title, yet his partner had spoken respectfully of her as though it came naturally.
He watched the redhead filling a bowl, sniffing the stew with a hungry look. He picked up his book and began reading, figuring the Rukon Dog might be more comfortable not being watched while eating.
After a few moments, the crimsonette came to the nest, holding his bowl. Byakuya kept his eyes on the book as he sensed Renji eyeing him, then a pleased pride filled him as the redhead crept into the nest and sat close enough that he could've touched the bowl of stew, if he'd been foolish enough to attempt it.
Impressed that his damaged subordinate had made such progress in trusting him with this, he sent his companion a warm smile to let him know he'd noticed the improvement. "Enjoy your food, honey." Then he returned his eyes to the book, feeling the sense of security that flickered through the bigger Soul Reaper's riatsu as he began eating.
Just then, he sensed spiritual pressure outside, and he lifted his head to see Renji staring towards the front door.