Demanding captain
Byakuya sighed, staring in the distance, not quite reading the book that lay opened in front of him. He was sitting on his knees in his study-room, in front of the small table. This was where he usually wrote his reports when he was at home. Night had fallen a while ago and it was by the light of the candle that he had read a few pages. It was a little chilly and maybe he should not have changed in the thin, black kimono that he used as pyjamas yet.
It had been a while since he had been this restless. Last night, out of nowhere his vicecaptain had appeared in a dream. It was just a short one, or at least the part he remembered of it. He was lying on a couch when the redhead appeared with his face above him. A moment later those lips were on his for a small moment. That was all he remembered, that and a vague sense of it having felt normal, familiar.
It wasn't the first time though, that he had felt attraction to Abarai Renji, but he had never acted on it. Starting something with his rebellious underling would require effort and mean exposing himself. Part of him truly wanted to lead a life without any emotional trouble anymore, even if that meant spending all his nights alone. But the fact that his throat went dry when he thought of red hair made that not all that easy. It was not that he found Renji's physique particularly exquisite. No, it was just that he got hard thinking of him during a private moment like this, the attraction he felt overwhelming.
His servant was standing next to him immediately after he had called for him.
"Yes sir?"
"Get Abarai Renji to come here."
The middle-aged man made a bow and disappeared through the door. Byakuya closed the book and moved it to the corner of the little table. Then he proceeded to take off his hair piece, which took a few minutes. He felt the skin of his head relax when it was now longer constraining his hair.
The door opened again, the servant coming in. "Abarai-san has arrived, sir."
Before he could ask his servant to let him in, Renji already appeared in the door opening. "Is this gonna be important? Because I..." he paused when he saw him sitting there with his hair loose, and Renji's eyes narrowed just a tiny bit. "I was just about to go to sleep."
With a gesture of his hand, Byakuya commanded his servant to disappear. Then he looked at his vicecaptain. "Sit down."
Renji put his hand behind his neck. "Ehh? What's all this about?"
But when Byakuya gave him a look Renji did as he was told, seating himself opposite him.
"So?"
"I am a higher ranked officer, not one of your drinking companions."
Renji wanted to sigh but suppressed it. "Sir, what would you like to tell me?"
"Do you have sexual relations with anyone at this moment?"
Eyes widened, and Byakuya could see the light of the candle flickering in it. "What!"
Byakuya's lips tightened, but he didn't comment on the way he was addressed. "A simple question."
"But..."
"Just answer it."
Giving him a strange glare, Renji shook his head. "But why do you want to know... sir?"
Byakuya ignored this and stood up. "I heard men are to your taste as well?"
Now that he knew the answers to these questions, Byakuya began to loosen the belt of his kimono, letting it drop to the floor. Renji's eyes widened even more than they had done before, but he was undeterred by it, just continued removing his clothing, letting the part that covered his chest and arms fall to the floor.
"Captain!" Renji let out, standing up as well. "You...?"
Byakuya calmly removed his pants, then continued with his underwear. Renji was taking him in with his eyes, surprise and desire evident in his face. Byakuya cocked his head just slightly to the side. "Well?"
For a moment the other didn't move, looking at the pale nakedness of his skin. His glare turned Byakuya on, made him want to cross over to touch him, let his fingers glide over his muscled frame. With some effort, he managed to stay where he was, quietly waiting for him.
For moments Renji just stared at him, appreciating the sight. Then he shoved the table out of the way with his foot. Then his hands were on Byakuya's hips, grabbing them tightly. "This is not some kind of game, is it?" he growled.
Glancing up at him coolly, Byakuya said nothing. If he had not yet learned he was not the type for such silly behaviour as playing games, Renji had learned nothing in his years as his vice-captain.
"Shit..." Renji whispered, then crushed his mouth against his, forcing his tongue between his lips. Byakuya let him have his way for a moment, the young man's passion enflaming him. Then he began to untie Renji's hair, liked it when it fell down, a bit of it tickling against cheek. Renji broke the kiss, moved the red hair out of his own face, his eyes never leaving his captain as he did so.
This time Byakuya took the initiative. Grabbing him by his shirt, he pulled him closer again. "Take your clothes off," he demanded.
Too excited to protest, Renji did as he was told, almost tearing part of his pants in his haste to get them off. He looked gorgeous, the tattoos not bothering Byakuya as they had when he had first seen them, thinking them vulgar. Now he felt that they added a sense of the exotic to Renji somehow. Already the redhead was fully hard and Byakuya felt a wave of desire just thinking what he would let this wild, young man do with him tonight.
Renji followed his gaze and smirked, then pushed him against the wall. Renji didn't go for his lips this time, but attacked the older man's shoulder, sucking it, as his hands roved over the back of his body.
Byakuya sighed, let his head fall back a little, his hand in Renji's hair, fingers tightening around it. His body was touched in to many ways and shivered. It had gone far too long without this kind of treatment and he felt like he was on fire. Fingers were on the inside of his thighs now, lips following. It was tempting to just let him continue, let Renji take him in his mouth, but he wanted something else tonight.
"Renji..."
He was ignored and therefore pulled red hair harshly, making Renji look up from beneath the bangs. "Not like that."
The younger man stood up, bringing his lips near Byakuya's ears. "You want me inside you, don't you?"
His proximity, the words, made him almost moan and he suppressed a shiver. "Yes."
He could tell Renji liked the bit of control he had over him, because he didn't move away immediately. Rubbing himself against him, panting, Renji softly bit the underside of his ear. "Do you want to be fucked, captain? You want me to nail you against this wall? Do you want me to..."
"Just do it!" Byakuya was shocked by the vehemence of his own voice, but didn't let it show.
His vice-captain looked at him like he saw him for the first time, clearly surprised by his impatience. "Fuck, you make me horny."
"...Renji."
"Yeah, I know, I know... language...yes," Renji mumbled after he had stepped back, glancing around Byakuya's office. "You got anything?"
"Drawer."
His body was heated up enough not to be too bothered by the cold when Renji temporarily moved away from him to get the oil. He watched the quick movements of that strong body, the way his muscles moved as he opened the drawer and got it out. When Renji returned, he kneeled down at his feet. He laid his hand on his hip, pushing him to make clear he had to turn around. Byakuya did as he wanted and then waited, his breathing going quickly in anticipation of what was going to happen next. Hearing Renji take the cap of the little bin, he turned to look. Renji pushed him back, a hint of a grin on his face.
A moment later two fingers moved inside him and Byakuya tensed up instinctively.
"Relax," he heard and he closed his eyes, forcing himself to do as he said.
"Jeez, you're uptight," Renji said. "It's not going to work like this, you know."
Leaning with his hands against the wall, he took a few deep breaths. Nothing happened for a moment and then he felt Renji's fingers beginning to stretch him. Renji clearly knew what he was doing, not just preparing him, but also touching him in a way that left him moaning against the wall.
Clearly the younger man liked the control he had over him, for he continued for longer than necessary. Even though it felt really good, Byakuya didn't like the idea of him gloating about having him at his mercy. But when he turned around, he saw to his surprise that there was no smugness in his expression, only desire. Renji was breathing just as quickly as he was, his eyes darkened with lust. For the first time this evening Byakuya completely relaxed.
He took the candle and then laid his other hand on Renji's cheek. "Come."
Opening the sliding door at the opposite of where the one leading to the hallway was, he walked into his bedroom. The candle he placed on a small cupboard, then he threw back the blanket on his bed. It was just meant for one person to rest on, but would do for this purpose. He lay down on his back, then looked at Renji, who was still in the doorway.
Byakuya couldn't really tell what was on the other man's face as he was looking at him. The candle was too far to really light him up.
"Renji..." he started an then startled a little at the way the door smashed closed. A second later the younger man was on him, pushing his legs apart and settling between them. He had only time to shift his hips a little before he was entered. Byakuya suppressed a sound when Renji first thrust inside him, instead laid his hands on his back, pulling him a little closer. He felt Renji's muscles flex with every movement. Then he was touched just right, pleasure leaving him moaning and aching for more. He closed his eyes, but held on, his grip tightening.
Mindlessly the younger man moved inside him again and again, almost like he was possessed by a demon. Opening his eyes for a tiny moment, Byakuya saw how his mouth hung slightly open. Sweat covered his face, his eyes having turned into little slits that were watching him. That stare made let go off what was left of his restraints. Letting his hands slide down Renji's heated body, Byakuya held onto his hips, making him push even harder inside him as he moved back to meet him.
He didn't stop any of the sounds that came out of his mouth now, probably wouldn't have been able to, even if he had tried. At this moment he couldn't remember ever having felt like this and he wanted more, feeling close already when Renji let out a scream.
The friction that young body created by shaking on top of him, spilling inside him, made him come as well. Arching back, he let the waves of his orgasm hit, feeling Renji collapse on top of him while he was still spilling.
Both of them took a moment to catch their breath and let the coldness of the night cool their bodies a little. Then the other man rolled off, lying on his back next to him.
"Fuck," he just said.
Byakuya turned to lie on his side, looking at him. "I take it that means you enjoyed it."
"Yeah," he said, then turned to face him as well. For a moment Renji paused, like he was not sure of what to do next. Then he reached out a hand tentatively, letting it go through black hair. He seemed relieved that Byakuya didn't pull away now that they had both been satisfied. "We'll do this again, right?"
"As long as it doesn't get in the way of your work," Byakuya responded. "As a matter of fact there's some paperwork waiting for you in my study, you can take it with you."
Snorting, Renji stood up. "Then that was the real reason you made me come here?"
Byakuya sat up, just arched an eyebrow at him.
Renji began to laugh as he went for the door. "And supposedly you didn't play games..."
"Bye, Renji," he said, feeling amused despite himself.
When his vice-captain had gone, he decided to go for a bath, feeling better than he had in a long time. Maybe he should get Renji to pick up all his paperwork from his house from now on.
The end