Better Late Than Never
Chapter Seven
I had to really hold myself back from skipping up the drive to the front doors, not only would it be unsightly but it would not be me. So like my usual self I dragged my feet up the stairs and lazily reached for the handle, pushing it open with a sigh. I don't know why I was under the impression that I had to convince everyone that I was discontent with my life but I just did, it was like a compulsion. If I was honest and wore my emotions on my sleeve I would be bouncing off the walls. I had finally gotten to lay claim to that hot head Renji, and by the way my phone was going off I stuck it to his sugar daddy too. I'm sure I had at least a dozen threatening messages in my voicemail, along with a collection of vulgar texts that in quite graphic terms depicted what my near future held.
Life was good.
Was being the key word there.
I pushed the heavy wood door in and shut it silently behind me. Scanning the common room I noticed the man I had been successfully avoiding for awhile now reading a book calmly on one of the couches. I took some cautious steps into the room hoping -futility I admit- it was someone else he was waiting for. Another few steps and I would be at the stairs, and away from the freak. My foot fell on the first step. A thump filled the quite room and I froze. Turning around I see Gin placing his closed book on the coffee table and looking at me with that stupid smile of his.
"Evening" I say, trying to keep my rising bile down. This man always freaked me the fuck out and the last place I wanted to be with him at the moment was in a room with a fire poker an arm reach away from him. His smile grows and the fire place embers cast a creepy glow to his face. To make matters worse the Grandfather clock chimes a new hour.
"Morning now, it seems stark." He smiles at me his eyes sliding open, his red iris' not reflecting a smidgen of the amusement his mouth is. I force an audible gulp out of my throat, this is nto good.
"It is indeed sir." I muster the courage to say. My muscels tense up and my heart pounds in my chest as he weaves his way around the furniture to stand in my personal space. I only have half an inch over him in height but he doesn't have to be taller than me to intimidate. He comes in closer stopping a few steps away from me. He leans over, hands in his pockets, smirk on his face. his red eyes look at me from behind his bangs, a sick, twisted intent in them that I can't place.
"Szayel was looking for you" he says, and turns on the ball of his foot and out the front doors, no doubt leaving for the mansion he and Aizen share.
I collapse and I rest on the stairs trying to get my racing heart under control. My clothes are starting to stick to my body, our meeting was brief but I was sweating buckets. There was something about that man. Something that I doubt even Aizen could predict. I pull myself together trying to conclude where this new found fear of the man has come from. The man always gave me the creeps but nothing like this before. The level of fear he ignites in me is unnatural. I get to my feet and start my way up to my bedroom, running through all the scenarios of why he would stay behind to tell me some stupid message. I could care less if that diva was looking for me.
I fumble through the dark hall running my hand across the doors counting looking for mine. I reach it and slide my key into the lock opening it. I don't bother to turn on the lights, so familiar with the room I make it to my bathroom without a problem. Switching on that light I am met with an unusual, unwarranted, unwanted sight. Szayel was but naked in my shower, gagged hands tied to a hook on the ceiling (I don't know where the fuck that came from) what was even more alarming was that he was fully erect with a cock ring and from the look and sound of it a vibrating dildo up his ass with the control strapped to his thigh. A moan vibrated in his throat when he saw me, his eyes caught mine and they were pleading for releaseā¦. Of both kinds. Szayel might be a masochist but I don't think he was appreciating the bondage very much.
This was ridiculous. I pinched the bridge of my nose in exasperation; I was too tired to deal with all this shit. I released the rope from the ceiling hook, with nothing to keep him up right Szayel crumpled to his knees curling in on himself trembling. It was hard not to feel sorry for the guy, who knew how long he was like that, could've been hours for all I know. I went to remove the gag wondering if I would regret it later, when I noticed a piece of paper attached to the cord of the dildo. I grabbed that instead, thinking it might contribute at least a fraction of the explanation I wanted.
I highly recommend you take this specimen (we all know he is more than willing) instead of your sexy red head Renji.
-Your friend Gin ^_^
My hands holding the note started to shake violently. How was it possible he had discovered who Renji was to me? How did he even know the man existed?! This was not good. For the first time and only time I was glad Renji lived with that Byakuya Kuchiki. The mob boss was sure to have security, there was no guarantee it would stop Gin but it might discourage him from trying anything. My heart sank. There was no way I could go against Gin, if he knew Aizen surely did too. It was a shame that my first time with Renji would also be my last. I sighed defeated, released Szayel from the gag leaving him to remove the rest. Which he didn't. Instead he pushed me against the shower wall turning on the water to a nice warm temperature. He stretched his neck to eliminate hour half inch difference in height and whispered in my ear. "What took you so long love?" he cooed as he started to grind against me. His hands roamed my chest removing my clothing. I just let him do as he pleased, too disturbed to do much else. Soon we were both naked the water running over us, his hand wrapped around my cock rubbing some life into it. Once he was satisfied he pulled the dildo out of his ass turned around spreading his ass cheeks, trying to look at me all sultry like over his shoulder. It was probably the most provocative invitation to fuck him then any uttered. Glancing at the crumpled note in my hand, realizing I really didn't have any freedom to choose any one for myself I figured what the hell, and I sheathed myself in his overly stretched asshole.
sorry for the short chapter and the wait for it
anyway so i looked up the height of Renji and Starrk and apparently according to bleach wiki Renji's taller by 1/2 and inch. so the dilemma, if you guys pictured Renji shorter ill make him such, also looking into it further Byakuya is only 5 foot 11 so a couple inches shorter then Renji.
i dont have an issue with the heights it was just a little surprising and ill have to adjust in future chapters but if for some reason you guys want Byakuya and Starrk to be taller just lemme know cus ill make adjustments, or if you want them to remain what they are thats fine too
anyway lemme know cus it was kinda a slap in my creative writing face that i didnt know that about the characters...
also id like to apologize this has alot more Starrk X Szayel then i anticipated...
ill try to update sooner
-Terrowin
