Tied Down

A/N: Warning: sex. I know I said one and half sex scenes in my author's note on the last chapter, but I only get to one here.

Byakuya approached his residence with slight caution. It was very faint but he could clearly feel Renji's spiritual pressure. He was more than surprised to find it originating from his bedroom. He stopped outside, not opening the door. Instead he went next door to his changing room, which had a connecting door both to his bedroom and to the outside hall. He looked at himself in the large mirror while removing his work clothes. After a momentary pause he removed his kenseikan, running his fingers through his hair. He loosely tied his kimono robe, which was royal blue decorated with pink sakura blossoms, and removed his footwear.

There is no reason for him to be in my bedroom, Byakuya thought. Not only is there no reason for it but it is an invasion of my privacy, and since I cannot believe that my staff willingly allowed him in, it means that he broke into my estate. The fact that he is in my personal quarters, in my bedroom, is audacious. Byakuya told himself that because he felt that he should be angry, but among the host of feelings he was experiencing, anger wasn't among them. He looked into the mirror, at his slightly flushed checks and at the tinges of pink on his exposed chest. I look like a school girl about to meet her crush, he said, trying to shame himself into submission. The look that was reflected back had absolutely no shame in it though. He closed his eyes and then walked into his bedroom.

Even expecting Renji to be there, he wasn't expecting the scene that was in front of him.

Renji was wearing only his fundoshi, sitting in the center of Byakuya's room tied to a chair. Each of his legs were tied to the chair separately, his hands were behind him through slits in the chair's back. Byakuya assumed that he was wearing spiritual pressure suppressor cuffs because he knew that Renji didn't have the capacity to keep his unique signature as low as it was, especially considering the circumstances. Renji's mouth was blocked by a ball gag that connected behind his head. His eyes were wide in what almost looked like dismay or terror. However, Byakuya could see the exact instant that Renji saw what his former captain was wearing, and saw a soft light come into them. Byakuya tried to chastise himself for how that looked affected him, tried to make fun of himself for the fluttering in his heart, but he already knew that he was losing whatever battle it was that his noble upbringing was trying wage and giving in to the true spirit of his personality.

He collected himself and walked over to Renji. He leaned over Renji's body to get access to the snap at the back of Renji's head. As he undid it he spoke softly into Renji's ear. "And exactly why are you in my bed chamber, Captain Abarai?" He was delighted to feel a slight shudder run through Renji's body as he spoke.

"ICHIGO!" Renji said quickly as the gag came loose. "Ichigo did this!"

Ichigo? Byakuya thought. I guess Jushiro was right, they are just good friends.

"I'm so sorry, I would n…never have…," Renji was stuttering. God Byakuya's voice is sexy, Renji was thinking. When he speaks low like that it's like velvety chocolate, deep and smooth.

"Hm, it seems like you should be able to control your own lieutenant," Byakuya said.

"I…Kisuke drugged me," Renji confessed.

"That's not really an excuse," Byakuya said unfairly. Inwardly he was angry at the former head of research and development. Sure it had gotten Renji into his room, but poisoning another captain was a serious breach of ethics. And poisoning my Renji is going too far, Byakuya thought. He paused, taken aback by his emotional response and the idea of "my Renji". I think…he thought about it…I think I like being possessive of him. I've been fighting it too long, getting upset about Ichigo and being depressed about Renji leaving my side for his own squad. Why shouldn't I be, if I want to?

I guess the real question is what Renji thinks of me.

Byakuya decided to push Renji a little.

Instead of cutting the ropes off of Renji's legs like he had been planning, he kneeled down in front of Renji, leaning over his knee to get at the knot.

Fuck, Renji thought as his mind started to tailspin. Don't think about the fact that he's just there…there between your legs. Renji closed his eyes and took several long breaths. If anything it was slightly worse not seeing his former captain, because now Renji was focusing on the fact that Byakuya's hair was touching his bare legs, that he could feel Byakuya's warm breath on the inside of his calf, Byakuya's hands moving around him unwinding the rope. Shit shit shit, Renji chanted to himself. There is no way that he's going to miss the fact that I now have a giant erection when he's about a foot away from my crotch.

Byakuya looked up at Renji after finishing releasing the other leg, leaning on elbow on Renji's knee. "Hm, something seems to be amiss," he said.

"I…I'm sorry," Renji stammered. He eyes became wild when he saw Byakuya stand up and grab his zanpakuto. "Shit! I didn't mean to…"

Byakuya cut the bonds tying Renji's wrists together. Renji pulled his hands forward with a sigh of relief, both because he was free and because he wasn't in bloody pieces on the floor.

"Ichigo said that the keys were nearby," Renji said, rubbing his arms.

Byakuya found them easily and removed the cuffs from Renji. Before Renji had any time to react to his new freedom, he found himself facing the floor.

Oh…oh my god, Renji thought to himself.

Byakuya had sat in the vacated chair, throwing Renji over his lap. "Did you really think that I would allow such gross negligence to go to unpunished?" he said.

It's the drugs. I'm hallucinating, Renji told himself.

Byakuya had never really done anything like this before. As a noble, the people in his available dating pool hadn't inspired anything from him other than brief need. Besides, it would be ungentlemanly for him to have been too rough or to leave marks on any of the willowy and fragile noblewomen he had been with. Renji was different though.

He raised a hand and slapped Renji's bare ass, left exposed by his fundoshi. "That was for breaking into my home," he said. He spanked Renji again, harder this time, making a defined slapping noise. Renji moaned, sending a chill down Byakuya's spine. "That's for allowing your subordinate get the best of you," he said, his voice almost cracking. Again he slapped at Renji. "That's for being naked in my bedroom," he said. Another hit, Renji groaning and straining slightly at the touch. "And that's for getting turned on by this," Byakuya said hoarsely, his own erection very firmly pressing into Renji's stomach by this point.

"Captain…" Renji whispered.

"I imagine it's acceptable to call me Byakuya right now," Byakuya said with a smile.

Renji struggled to get up but Byakuya held him in place. He began to trace the designs of the tattoos on Renji's back.

"I want to tell you a story," Byakuya said, still moving his fingers over the intriguing black marks. "There was a young noble who from a very early age knew that he preferred men over women in the matters of the heart. He met a very charming and flirty groomsman, a young boy just several years older than him. Just as he was getting, and very much enjoying his first kiss, he was interrupted and pulled away. He was lectured and told that because he was to become the head of his clan in the future he had to produce heirs. He was told at length what a tragedy and disappointment it would be if he did not live up to his family's claims on his life, and was ordered to only see women in the future."

"That's…so sad," Renji said. "But what about…"

"Hisana?" Byakuya replied. "She was my angel. I really did truly love her. It was a tender and completely poetic love. I suppose you could say that I worshipped her. She seemed like purity and goodness and light to me. She was all gentleness and womanliness. I adored her, but didn't have passion for her, not white hot passion. She completely understood me, helped me become a better person, and when she left I felt as though my legs had been broken and that I could only crawl through life alone instead of standing."

"Byakuya," Renji said quietly. He couldn't believe that his former captain was being so open with him. After a couple of moments he asked, "So, you've never been with a man before?"

"No," Byakuya admitted. "Renji!" he cried out as Renji jumped off his lap, picked up Byakuya and threw him down onto the bed.

"I'm afraid that I'm not that gentle of a person," Renji said, panting just from the feeling of being pressed up against Byakuya.

Byakuya looked up at him uncertainly. It's not like he had planned for anything, but he hadn't really considered being uke.

As if reading his thoughts Renji gave him a wide smile. "Well, you're going to have to learn what to do, right? Besides, you never know, you might really enjoy it," Renji encouraged. I need to bury myself in you, Byakuya, he wanted to say. You say that you haven't had passion, I want to make you cry out; give you something you've never experienced. I want to see you sweaty and disheveled and wantonly calling my name.

How can I resist eyes like those? Byakuya thought, feeling as though they were burning him with their intensity.

Renji lowered himself down, his hot lips pressed onto Byakuya's. For a moment he just enjoyed how soft and they felt, and then he began to push himself deeper into Byakuya's mouth. The noble moaned, feeling Renji's tongue against his.

Like exotic tea, Renji thought to himself with a smile. I should have guessed.

He tastes like cinnamon, Byakuya thought.

Renji pulled away briefly, running his hand down Byakuya's chest and untying his kimono, revealing that Byakuya was completely naked underneath.

"Mmm," Renji groaned at the sight. He had to pause and just look at the man; his perfect white flesh, the elegant shape of his hips, and in sharp contrast, the angry red boldness of his dripping cock. Byakuya was looking up at him with heavy lidded eyes, biting his lip very slightly. "Amazing," Renji murmured, tracing his hands along the curves of Byakuya's body. He ran a hand along the length of Byakuya's erection, making him moan. Then he leaned over and took it into his mouth.

"Renji!" Byakuya cried, thrusting his hands onto Renji's head, pulling at his hair.

It's so much better, Renji thought as he continued to tease and pull at Byakuya with his mouth and tongue, so, so much better than I dreamed it would be. I always imagined him making a rash decision and accidentally winding up in bed with me, or me practically forcing myself on him to stun him out of his coolness. I've had fantasies about completely dominating him, or him completely dominating me. This is way better than that. I'm bringing him to the edge, I can hear it in his voice, but his voice alone is driven me completely crazy. I swear that I could almost come just hearing him call my name that way.

"Renji!" Byakuya called out again, this time as a warning just before spilling himself out with a shudder into Renji's warm mouth.

Byakuya closed his eye in ecstasy with the feeling, feeling Renji swallow him down almost greedily.

Renji pulled himself up and looked deeply into Byakuya's satisfied eyes. I never realized how much emotion you could show in them, Renji thought. "That's just the beginning," he whispered into his lover's ear, kissing his neck forcefully.

There was some awkwardness of course. First of all, finding lube was hard. With someone else Renji would have just gone without, but he really didn't want to scare off Byakuya if he hurt him at all. He also wasn't exactly sure how much control he really was going to have once he was actually inside Byakuya. Considering that his mind shut down every time he thought about it, he thought it was best to make sure that there was as much give as possible.

"Damn it, Renji!" Byakuya complained as Renji started to stretch his entrance.

Renji couldn't help it; both the look of annoyance on his former captain's face, and the fact that he had cursed, made Renji laugh. Byakuya glared at him. Renji gave him a wide grin back. He placed a third finger inside Byakuya and Byakuya was looking more than annoyed. Renji had been deliberately holding back, because he wanted to see the look on Byakuya's face when he…

"FUCK!" Byakuya yelled as Renji hit his prostate for the first time.

Absolutely delicious, Renji thought, as he continued to pump.

"Renji!" Byakuya said, his back arching slightly.

I think that's all I can take, Renji thought with a groan. He's begging for me. I can't believe that he's actually…

"Renji, please!" Byakuya cried out.

"Of course, baby," Renji said, quickly removing his fingers and lining himself up. He pressed himself in. "Oh my god," he moaned.

Byakuya didn't say anything, just slightly gritted his teeth. Renji moved forward more until he was completely inside.

"This would be a lot easier if you were so freakishly huge," Byakuya complained.

"Mmm," Renji heard him and would have made a smug comment back but he was still taken aback by how fantastic Byakuya felt.

Byakuya couldn't believe the expression on Renji's face. I'm glad we're doing it this way, he thought. I want to see him. "Having fun?" he teased his former lieutenant.

"You…have no idea how wonderful…," Renji was panting slightly. "I'm not going to be able to hold back to much longer," he finished.

"Oh? Do you really think I can't take it?" Byakuya said playfully. "Remember, I'm still the stronger one," he said trying to deliberately provoke Renji. "Do you really have what it takes to tame someone like me?"

"Fuck," Renji said, looking into Byakuya's eyes, seeing their amusement. I would have never guessed that you were this much fun, Renji thought. He gave up trying to restrain himself, giving into his passionate desire to pierce this man, to go deeper and deeper into him.

"Ah!" Byakuya yelled as Renji moved faster and faster. He moaned and tried to move, tried to keep up with the wildness of his fiery lover. "Yes!"

"Byakuya!" Renji said, grabbing onto his noble so hard that his finger left red trails.

For the awhile it almost seemed like it wouldn't end. It was like how a battle that only lasts for a couple of minutes can seem to last for days. Suddenly though, Renji knew that there was no possible way he could contain himself. He quickly grabbed onto Byakuya's neglected cock, pumping it only a couple of times before Byakuya came.

"Please," Renji asked. Please, I want to come inside of you, he was trying to ask.

Byakuya didn't know what Renji was asking, but refused to let go of the man, holding him tightly while shuddering through the after effects of his orgasm. Renji gave a groan and finally came as well, wanting to both scream and laugh as the feeling came over him. He clutched at Byakuya, panting heavily before getting his breath enough to pull him into a kiss. They both collapsed back into the bed, just laying there looking at the ceiling, their limbs still entangled, body parts beginning to cool.

"I…I think I'm going to take a shower," Byakuya said after a couple of minutes, standing up, his legs shaky.

It was only after Byakuya had been gone for awhile, after the chemicals in Renji's brain began to normalize, that he started to think about what had just happened.

What did I just do? Renji groaned. I've probably thrown away any chance I had at having a real relationship with him. After all my talk to Ichigo about not wanting to just be a sex toy too. I mean, the man is a completely repressed closeted homosexual who has probably been celibate for who knows how long. Of course he would jump at the chance to finally sleep with a man when confronted with an almost completely naked one just waiting for him in his room. It's not like I wasn't completely obvious in my attraction to him. My body was practically begging for him. Damn it. As mind blowing as the sex was, I know now, and I've always known, that I could never take just being that to him. I'm far too jealous and needy of a person to be used lightly by someone I care about.

Renji got up and began to get dressed, finding his uniform under the bed where Ichigo had stashed it. He was at the bedroom door, pausing with his hand out, when he heard a voice behind him.

"Renji, where are you going?" Byakuya asked.

Renji hardened himself and turned. "Look, it's not like it wasn't great, but I just can't do this. I'm not built to be someone's plaything," he said, trying to keep his expression and tone light. He turned away from Byakuya.

What did I do? Byakuya thought. How did I ruin this so quickly? He felt himself beginning to crumble.

Renji heard the smallest noise come from behind him, a quiet broken sound that made his eyes widen. "Byakuya!" he said, facing the man again, seeing the hurt and confusion in his face. He moved forward and pulled him into an embrace. "I'm so sorry, Byakuya," he said.

"Why?"

"I misunderstood," Renji said. "I want there to be more than something physical between us."

"What kind of a person do you think I am? Do you think I would throw away a friendship for a night of passion?" Byakuya looked up at him with angry eyes.

"You consider me a friend?" Renji asked.

"Well, we are more now, aren't we?"

Ichigo was pacing the office. I can't believe what I did, I can't believe it, I can't believe it, holy shit Renji is going to kill me, like really, really kill me, he kept reciting.

Renji walked in. Ichigo froze. Renji went over to him and wrapped his arms around him, giving him a bone crushing hug.

"Well, I guess it went well then," Ichigo said with a sigh of relief.

"Yeah," Renji said. "I'm very grateful, but don't think that doesn't mean I'm not going to punish you for it."

"What? Shouldn't you be thanking me? Why do I have to get in trouble?" Ichigo complained.

Renji just laughed menacingly.

"Um, you still haven't said what my punishment is."

Renji laughed harder and deeper.

That can't possibly be good, Ichigo thought, biting his lip in worry.

Yumichika was whistling happily to himself as he worked.

"Wow, how did you learn how to do this?" Renji asked.

"Oh, well there's a traditional way to do it of course, but obviously I'm not a very traditional type of person. I just think this is very pretty, like a big present," Yumichika said, taking a step back to admire what was done so far. "He has such nice skin too. I would have expected more scars considering the battles he's been through."

"His hollow thingie giving him advanced healing," Renji mentioned.

The room fell quiet for a moment. They knew about it, of course, but it was still weird to think about how powerful Ichigo was and how it was that he got some of his power. When you spent your life killing hollows, it was kind of odd to think about your best friend being part hollow.

"Well, he's done, and he looks beautiful," Yumichika said.

"Gesh, give it a rest already, Yumichika," said Ikkaku.

"What? Are you jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous? You talk all the time about how striking his hair is, how you love his lithe but built build, and now he's completely naked while you tie him up and you can't stop talking about his skin," Ikkaku replied.

Yumichika turned in shock. Ikkaku was grinning. Yumichika hit him in the shoulder. "Jerk! I thought that you were actually mad for a second," he said.

"Ha, someone as inexperienced as Ichigo couldn't possibly handle you," Ikkaku said, getting closer to Yumichika. "He wouldn't know how rough you can take it and when your no's mean keeping going. He wouldn't be able to play you like a violin like I can," he finished, talking into Yumichika's ear.

"Mmm," Yumichika agreed, wrapping his arms around Ikkaku.

"Ok, before you guys get too into this, remember that I'm RIGHT HERE," Renji complained.

"So?" Yumichika laughed.

"He's just jealous," Ikkaku said.

They looked over at their friend, who was smirking.

"Oh my god! Who are you having sex with?" Yumichika yelled.

"What?" the smug look fell from Renji's face.

"Naw, he's right. You are definitely screwing someone," Ikkaku agreed.

They both looked at him intently.

"I…I'm not sure if I'm supposed to talk about it," Renji admitted.

"CAPTAIN KUCHIKI?" they both yelled.

Shit, Renji groaned.

"Please…" he begged, although begging Yumichika to keep a secret, especially such a juicy one, was like asking the sun to rise in the north.

Yumichika hesitated. "I won't say anything, for now. It has to come out sooner or later though."

"Yeah, just let me talk to him about it first," Renji answered.

"What are we doing with Shuuhei?" Ikkaku asked, pointing at the second prone body at their feet.

"Leave his fundoshi on and don't tie him up. We're only using the spiritual pressure cuffs on him," Renji said.

They threw both the naked and exotically tied up Ichigo and the almost naked but free Shuuhei together into a tiny dark closet. Renji had to try several times, but eventually he sealed it with kido.

"Aren't you going to leave a note or say anything to them so they know it was you?" Yumichika asked.

"Oh, they'll know alright," Renji said. "I got the idea from what they did to me."

"Oh?" Ikkaku asked.

"They drugged me and left me almost completely naked tied to a chair in Captain Kuchiki's bedroom."

"Ok, I need more details," Yumichika said eagerly.

"Fine, I'll tell you about it as your reward for keeping your mouth closed. Got it?" Renji said.

"We only have a deal if you answer any and all of my questions," Yumichika countered.

Renji waffled on that. Yumichika could definitely be very nosey and he wasn't really sure if he could handle letting him know all everything about what had happened between him and Byakuya.

"You should know that I'm supposed to meet up with Rangiku for lunch," Yumichika said, his arms crossed.

If Yumichika was a gossip then Rangiku was his queen. Renji started to sweat.

"Ok, so Ichigo comes into my office and…" he began.