Chapter 2

Byakuya walked around the bed to see the thin and bruised body of his husband. He didn't really know how this all started. He just found it easier to let all of his anger and frustrations out on the red-head.

Renji's friends were worried about him. But what did they know? Renji was his husband, or maybe more of his wife, so he could do what ever he wanted with the red-head.

Byakuya wasn't worried about the group of concerned friends, but of one person. Ichigo Kurosaki. That boy had been very close with Renji, perhaps he would try to take away his husband if he found out the truth, about the beating and about the abuse.

"It's nothing to worry about" the noble told him self before he laid down beside Renji on there bed. The red-head twitched a bit when a pale arm was wrapped around his waist, but he didn't wake up.

The noble gently touched the tattooed back that was now covered with bruises and scratches. His art. He would never let the red-head go. Never.

As the two laid there a pair of eyes watched them carefully.

"One day, I will free you"

Morning

When Renji woke up Byakuya had already left for work. He slowly walked over to the bathroom to take a shower. As he undressed himself he saw his bruised body in the mirror. Byakuya had left a really big bruise on his side. It would hurt to move around to much.

"He was very angry last night" He got into the shower and for once enjoyed it. Most of the time Byakuya would join in and it always ended with Renji sitting bleeding at the floor of the shower.

When he came down stairs after dressing himself he saw the beautiful invitation that was lying on the table. "Mr. and Mr. Kuchiki are here by invited to attend the annual dinner party at the Shihoin clan." Renji read out loud. Maybe he would be allowed to go this year.

Afternoon

A very tired Byakuya walked through the door. God the other captains could be annoying. As he walked through the house, a smaller house that he had moved to with Renji not so long ago, he saw the invitation. The dinner party. "B..Byakuya?" a small voice asked behind him. He turned around to see Renji peaking in from the living room.

"C..Could I come to the party this year?" he asked while looking down at the floor.

A slender hand grabbed Renji wrist and twisted it painfully.

"Please let go" he pleaded.

"Why? Why would you want to go? Is there someone you want to see?" Byakuya growled.

"N..no. Just wanna see some friends" Renji cried as the grip of his wrist tightened.

"You don't need them. You only need me" the voice brushed against the red-heads ear, making him shiver.

"Please, just a little while. Just to say hi" he tried. Suddenly he was hardly slapped across the face.

"Please, please" Renji hoped that he wasn't earning up for another beating.

"Alright"

"Really?"

"But in return you have to give me some service with that pretty mouth of yours" Byakuya smirked. Slowly Renji go onto he knees and started to undo Byakuya's pants. The noble grabbed a handful of the red locks and forced his already erected member into Renji's mouth.

The red-head almost gagged on it but managed to hide it from his husband. The last time they did this, it all ended with Byakuya taking out his favorite tool for punishment: The Wipe.

"Suck harder" the noble growled. The pale hand made Renji's head bump down faster and harder on his member. Soon the thrusts became faster and not to long after Byakuya shot his seed deep down Renji's throat, making him gag.

"Swallow it" the noble said as he took a firm grip of the red-heads chin. At first Renji shook his head, he hated this taste, but when he felt a hand cover his mouth and nose, he swallowed.

"Good boy" Byakuya purred in his ear. "Sure, you can come with me this year" Renji looked up with a surprised face. "But if you disobey me, you will regret it for a year"

TBC

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