Hint of Shuuhei x Tousen, manly Kensei x Shuuhei
Rated:T
Title: Old habits die hard.
"Captain! Not now-"
"Shh..."
Shuuhei groaned softly and tried to push his Captain away, but Tousen merely pressed his lips against the younger man's soft ones.
"Trust me..." Tousen smiled, pulling away from the light kiss and traced Shuuhei's cheekbone, trying to memorize every curve.
"Hai..." Shuuhei nodded and reached up and shyly kissed each unseeing eye of his Captain's.
He asked me to trust him. Did he ask me because he knew that he would later betray me and our division? Probably.
I did trust him. Everything he did and said. I had always wanted to serve underneath the Captain before Tousen, but it could never happen. He was dead. Supposedly.
So I did everything to be loyal to the man that had help me handle my fear of my own blade.
But he was gone. I couldn't open his eyes at the end of the day.
"Oi, brat!"
I jerked my head up and stared at my new Captain. "Y-Yes Sir?"
"Get your head out of the clouds and help me with the paperwork." Kensei barked out, putted a stack of paper of the black-hair's desk.
"H-Hai!" I went right to work, but was stopped when the older man reached down and grabbed my chin, kissing me roughly.
Kensei.
My mentor.
It was so strange working underneath a man that was so different from Tousen. Their affections, way of signing papers, moods, etc where all so different. But I didn't mind. Maybe it was a good thing that my new Captain didn't hold anything back. Including in bed.
Tousen never told me how he really felt for me. Even though we had touched like lovers, there was only respect between the two of us.
Between Kensei and I though, there was something more like love.
Moaning softly I pulled the my mentor closer, almost whimpering when he pulled away.
"Get that paperwork finished and then we can get the hell out of here."
I smiled and nodded. "Yes Sir."
"Shuuhei...I'll finish the paperwork..."
"Yes Sir."
"Shuuhei...please call me by my name. Not Sir."
"T-Tousen."
"Better. Now come on...lets go.."
I smiled and walked behind the man I had grown to respect almost as much as my mentor.
"Yes Sir."
Old habits die hard.