And now it goes back to T.

Byakuya slipped off the desk and headed towards Renji, who was still sitting on the floor, calming himself down. The noble grabbed his lieutenant's sperm-covered hand and licked the fingers, one by one, cleaning them of the liquid. It felt fabulous,Byakuya's tongue slick and soft against Renji's sword-calloused eyes locked the moment when Renji raised his other hand to remove the droplets of Byakuya's semen from his face. He coated his finger in it and put it in his mouth.
"Mmm", he purred with contentment. "Spicy…"

Byakuya smiled and lowered his gaze to Renji's hand that he proceeded to lick the inside of. His tongue traced patterns on the miniature hills and valleys on Renji's palm, which made Renji feel the beginning of pleasure again. Even though they knew almost every centimeter of their bodies, they never fell into a routine. Surprisingly, it was Byakuya who could always come up with something unexpected. Renji felt sharp teeth grazing the base of his thumb.

"Oi, Byakuya, if you keep on doing that sort of things, we'll never get home", he said with a laugh, and Byakuya, smirking, gave his palm a last playful lick before standing up. Renji wiped himself off and tucked all his clothes back into place.

But Byakuya was standing, still naked, in front of a mirror and struggling to put his kenseikan in a proper position.
Damn those flirty, provocative nobles. Renji took the captain's haori from the chair and put it on Byakuya's shoulders, embracing him from the back just the same way they started all this fun. Just now they were more sweaty, exhausted, but definitely satisfied.

Renji kissed Byakuya's neck, earning a small moan. Byakuya was always so responsive to his touch… it seemed that the nobles didn't have much of it in their lifes. No surprise, Renji thought, Byakuya is always dressed from heels to toe, and generally doesn't really attract potential… touchers. That's why he needs carreses and affection.

The view of his lover in haori only was so enticing… the smooth, milky skin seemed to glow compared with the whiteness of the fabric, and the dark indigo underside went so well with Byakuya's cold dark grey eyes. Renji's fiery red hair falling now on Byakuya's shoulders made a vivid contrast. Opposites attract, they say.

"Renji, if you will do those things, we'll never return home", Byakuya purred, leaning into Renji's touch. Despite being different, they also had much in common.

"Okay, I'm finishing", Renji mumbled, placing another series of wet, hot kisses along Byakuya's elegant, sharp jawline. Then they unglued from each other for a mere moment, just for Renji to collect his hair in the ponytail and for Byakuya to put on his uniform, and then they were back together, kissing fiercely like teenagers who have to go back to their places but just can't separate.

"I hope we will continue what we have started at my mansion", Byakuya said in his official taichou-tone as they pulled apart again. The noble unlocked the door and Renji, as a reply, darted his hand inside the hole on the side of his hakama and gave Byakuya's already warm cock a gentle squeeze through the fundoshi. Byakuya's breath hitched and he turned around just to give Renji a smirk, before putting on his usual mask of indifference and walking gracefully out of the room with Renji by his side.