The Substitute Teacher

Chapter 10


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While lying on his back with Renji's weight on him, Ichigo practically melted into the sofa mattress. The slow but passionate kisses from his sensei almost made him want to cry and laugh at the same time, the redhead treating him like something most precious.

He felt a warm, dry hand sliding under his t-shirt, up his side as the older man kept kissing him. Those loving lips slowly moved down his neck, the strong fingers pulling onto the collar of his t-shirt to reveal more skin.

Ichigo didn't know what to do with his hands, so they ended up sliding around Renji's torso and holding on as he continued his exploration. He felt the strong muscles flexing under the hoodie from the way Renji was trying not to put his whole weight on him. He wanted him closer.

The teen tightened his hold around Renji's back and pulled him closer until the redhead gave in with a soft grunt. Ichigo gasped in response, feeling Renji's arousal against his thigh. It was both thrilling and confusing, making something in his belly coil, sending strong pulses of pleasure through his whole body.

Soft lips were nuzzling his neck, sharp teeth gently nipping the skin as the redhead just barely moved over him. It was almost too much for the teenage virgin.

"Ah, sensei!" He mewled, a strong shudder passing through his belly. He wanted to wrap himself around Renji and never let go.

Renji pulled back and gave him a heated look, full of passion while cupping his face. How that man managed to control it, Ichigo had yet to learn. The redhead kissed him, slowly sliding his tongue in and out of his mouth, coaxing him to respond equally.

The redhead let his hands roam up and down Ichigo's sides, sliding again under the t-shirt, caressing the young skin. Ichigo was lost in just feeling. He gave a shaky sigh when Renji shifted lower, nuzzling his chest while pushing the shirt up to reveal his stomach. The lower he got, the higher the shirt went until it was hiked up all the way under Ichigo's arms.

He wanted to cry when he felt Renji's lips on his stomach. They were soft and warm, but still they burned his skin. The redhead kissed and nipped around his bellybutton before sliding back up, looking him in the eye.

"Stay with me, Ichigo."

The boy smiled a bit. "I already said I would..."

"I know, just... Stay, like this..." Renji nuzzled his cheek, while gently sliding his hand up and down his side.

"I will," Ichigo said softly, taking hold of Renji's arm, feeling the firm muscles.

The redhead smiled and kissed him gently, obviously reigning over his lust that was undeniably pressing against Ichigo's leg.

At the same time, Ichigo thought he was going to pass out from feeling it. "S-sensei..."

"Call me by my name," Renji murmured, pulling back and straightening up on the sofa. He smirked at the teen. "Sorry I jumped you like that... Ah, it's been a while." He reached out and pulled Ichigo's shirt back down, caressing his sides at the same time. "I don't wanna scare you off."

"S-sure," Ichigo agreed a little breathlessly. He wouldn't mind continuing, but at the same time he felt relieved that Renji wasn't pushing him. The man was so considerate... Ichigo wanted to hug him for that, but restrained himself, not wanting to look like a clingy girl.

Renji offered him a hand and hauled him up from the lying position he was in. "I'll ask you for those pancakes some other time... I don't want you working in the kitchen when you can be here with me. Let's order something and stay here. I just wanna relax, like you said."

"Okay."


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Ichigo knew that his sensei was a kind and gentle person, but he had no idea how much that man loved to cuddle. After they've eaten their meal, Renji pulled him close while they watched a movie, put his arms around him and just snuggled him. Without any sexual connotations, the redhead just gently caressed him and nuzzled his hair, only kissing him on the lips a few times.

"Are you sleepy?" Renji asked as the teen yawned.

"Maybe a bit..." It was almost 2 am and he was already considering asking the redhead for a blanket or something so he could sleep on the sofa. He didn't even realize he was pressing close to the other man, almost using his shoulder as a pillow.

Renji gave a gentle smile, and leaned in, catching the boy's lips in a slow, lingering kiss. It continued to another one, and another one. Renji cupped the back of his head and caressed his cheek, deepening the kiss. He purred into his mouth, his hand sliding down his arm to his waist, holding him close.

Ichigo mewed, feeling a new rush of excitement surging trough his body. His sensei's lips traveled down to his neck, tickling and sending shivers down his back. He remembered how he wanted to be called by his first name, so Ichigo took a deep breath and gathered courage to do so.

"Renji..."

"Oh damn," the redhead groaned and grabbed the teen, pulling his leg over his lap. "Come here," he murmured and guided Ichigo to straddle him.

The boy sat there a bit awkwardly for a short moment until Renji's arms closed around him and firmly held him close. He forgot about everything when the man continued to nibble on his neck. He felt him. He felt Renji's hardness against him and he couldn't keep still anymore. Throwing his arms around the redhead's neck, he rolled his hips.

As Renji suddenly stopped all actions, for a moment he thought he did something wrong, until he looked at Renji's face and saw his expression. Before managing to say anything, Renji was kissing him deeply, both his hands grabbing his butt cheeks, kneading and squeezing, holding him down while rolling his hips underneath him. It felt exquisite and Ichigo let out a keening moan before he could shut his mouth.

Noticing, Renji nuzzled his jaw. "Don't hold back with me..." Their eyes met, Renji's burning with desire. "Help me get over this day..."

"I will," Ichigo swallowed and closed his eyes, kissing the redhead on his own initiative. He almost squeaked out loud as everything under him suddenly moved. Renji had gotten up while holding him tightly in his arms and made towards the bedroom.

"Wha! Put me down!"

"No way, I'm being romantic," Renji grinned and pushed the door open with his foot.

"Sensei!"

Before he knew it, he was lying on Renji's bed with the redhead on top of him, kissing him into oblivion. His t-shirt somehow appeared in his line of sight and went effortlessly over his head. Ichigo let out a nervous little chuckle at Renji's eagerness to get him naked, but he couldn't blame him. He felt exactly the same.

He tugged on the redhead's hoodie and pulled it up. It got stuck on Renji's ponytail and messed it up when he finally yanked it off, pulling the hair tie with it. The fiery red hair spilled down, curtaining Renji's face and tickling Ichigo's chest.

The boy stared up and down, taking in the hair and the tattoos on Renji's arms, chest and abdomen.

"Oh my god... You... You're..." Beautiful. Ichigo trailed off, slowly running his fingers down the jagged ink markings.

Renji took his hand and pressed it to his chest, just over his heart. As the teen felt the strong muscle pumping inside, Renji guided his hand up, over his neck, into his long hair.

The boy was grateful for the silent tips. He wanted to please Renji, so he did everything without hesitating. He ran his fingers through the long, silky tresses, smiling as the other man quietly purred and inclined his head towards the touch.

Ichigo reached out with his other hand and pulled the other man close, gasping at the skin-against-skin contact. Renji was warm and smooth, and so big and broad that Ichigo suddenly felt like he was twice his size. He felt safe in his arms. He closed his eyes, taking in Renji's scent. He wanted to be covered with it. He wanted to smell of him and know that it's because they made out half naked in Renji's bed.

The redhead's skin was so soft and smooth that Ichigo wanted to spend at least one whole evening, just kissing it and brushing his lips over every inch available. He had no idea he was able to have those feelings and wishes, but it felt so good that he almost giggled out loud while Renji was holding him, worshipping his mouth.

Renji rolled them to the side, one hand sliding down slowly to play with the buttons on Ichigo's fly.

"Is it okay," he asked quietly, placing a short kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah..." The teen rasped, already so aroused that he feared everything would be over the moment that Renji touched him. He unconsciously held his breath, feeling the buttons popping open and Renji's fingers slowly, sensually touching everywhere around, but not where he'd want them the most.

The big, warm hand slid to the back, cupping his butt under the jeans material, rubbing slowly, warming him up to the boiling point. Ichigo imagined that if he were a cartoon character, a little red thermometer would explode above his head right then.

Renji pushed him to lie on his back, while he got up to his knees and slowly, slowly tugged the jeans off his hips and legs. Those warm hands slid up and down his thighs, fingertips pushing just an inch inside his boxers. It was driving him crazy.

"Wh-what about you?" He managed to ask, his hips doing tiny movements of their own. He'd kill for any kind of friction.

The redhead smirked and yanked down his track pants in one motion, kicking them all the way off before settling next to the reclining teen. Holding himself propped on one arm, he let his free hand to run up Ichigo's thigh, to his hip, fingers barely touching the outlines of his shaft inside the stretchy material of his boxer briefs.

"Hnnn... Haah, th-that's..." Ichigo panted, writhing under the light touch.

"Good?" Renji murmured, nuzzling his jaw. "Want me to take these off for you," he tugged at the waistband, smirking as he felt warm wetness under his fingers.

"Y-yeah... Take 'em off... And yours..." Ichigo grabbed the other man's arm, helping himself to turn to his side, reaching out for his sensei.

Renji smoothly did so, not getting too far away from the boy, pressing their bodies together once everything was taken off. Ichigo gaped when his eyes fell onto Renji's manhood. Feeling it pressing against his belly was causing his own to twitch and leak beads of pre-essence.

"Touch me," Renji purred, taking the teen's hand and leading it to his hip. Ichigo would have to do it on his own from there.

A young, trembling hand traveled those few inches and Ichigo gasped as he took hold of the hard, velvety length. Renji was really big. The teen mewed, liking that fact beyond his expectations. He stroked it slowly, enjoying the way it fitted in his hand.

"Is this okay?" He asked quietly, blinking up at his sensei.

"Mm, yeah... Wait," Renji bit his lip, shifting lower. Aligning himself with Ichigo, he gripped the teen's wrist. "Together..."

Ichigo whined as Renji's arousal was pressed against his own and the redhead's big hand closed over his, leading it slowly up and down both shafts.

"Aah, Renji..."

"Easy..." Still leading Ichigo's hand, Renji rolled on top of him, holding himself up on his other arm, his knees on the outer sides of Ichigo's thighs. It was easier to kiss the teen that way, and just slowly move his hips along with their hands.

Ichigo looked like he was about to cry, his eyes glassy from the sensations, his plump lips slightly parted. Renji caught Ichigo's lower lip and gently sucked on it while slowly, slowly and fluidly moving above him.

The boy felt under his hand that they were wet and dripping, and it only made his desire grow. He stared down at their erections sliding over one another, Renji's hand firmly stroking, while the redhead was moving at the same time. The sight was too much.

"G-gonna..." He grunted, staring at the other's flushed face.

Renji let out a shuddering breath against his lips and stroked them harder until Ichigo convulsed underneath him, making a mess all over his abdomen. The older man growled, the steady moves of his hips faltering as he shook all over, pressing his face into Ichigo's neck.

Ichigo felt the additional wetness on his belly as Renji went stiff above him, just breathing raggedly into his neck. It felt warm and wet and Ichigo felt so relaxed that he was ready to fall asleep immediately, not even registering the sticky feeling that ensued.

He smiled sleepily as Renji slowly nuzzled just under his ear, slightly tickling him.

"Satisfied?" The redhead purred, moving his head and looking the boy in the eye. He looked pretty tired, but he was smiling contently.

"Yeah," Ichigo took a deep breath and suddenly blushed. He'd just... And with his teacher... He pursed his lips trying not to laugh, while his blush turned into a deeper shade of red.

"What are ya doin'?" Renji chuckled, slowly pushing away from the boy.

Ichigo quickly shook his head and grinned, sliding his arms around Renji's neck. "I really liked this... I like... Being with you..."

"Me too, kiddo," Renji whispered, tenderly kissing the young lips.


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After cleaning up and getting back to bed, Ichigo couldn't wait to fall asleep in the safe warmth of his sensei. He twisted and turned, making Renji laugh, until he found a comfortable position, practically glued to the redhead's side.

All went well until he was woken sometime in the middle of the night. Renji was sitting on the bed, with his legs over the edge, hiding his face in his hands. By the silent sniffles, Ichigo could tell that he was mourning and sadness overcame him as well. He reached for that beautiful man and rested his head on his shoulder while trying his best to embrace him all the way around.

"It's okay," he whispered into the darkness. He felt a gentle hand caressing his cheek before Renji turned and pushed him to lie back down, joining him and pressing his forehead against Ichigo's temple, his lips an inch away from the boy's ear.

"Thanks Ichi," he murmured and snuggled closer, wrapping his arm around the teen's waist.


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To be continued...