Renji sighed as he stood in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection, seeing that his reddish-brown eyes were dull, lifeless as they scanned the duplicate, noting every wound he'd have to patch again, cursing the albino with all his might. Turning and taking a few steps towards the shower, reaching his right hand out and turning the dial, pulling back as the shower-head hissed and sprayed out the warm water he crazed for his aching muscles.

Nothing could cure sores more than a warm shower, in his opinion.

His hands worked off his clothes slowly, his long crimson mane resting against his shoulders and back, sliding his fingertips against the bruised flesh, wincing and biting his lower lip. The blood had dried on his inner thighs earlier, even the...white stuff did. The redhead refused to think about it that way, the pure white form only came around when they both needed pleasure.

Growling, Renji flung the shihikusho top aside, having pulled it on after the other vanished into darkness.

It was wrong...

To be letting someone with a dysfunctional personality like that fuck him, it was wrong, twisted.

Stepping into the scorching rays, Renji tilted his face into the semi-caressing droplets, his hazed eyes shut as long, slender, fingers ran through his hair, sighing contently as he stroked through his thick strands with no problem at all, leaning into the warm liquid, loving the feel of the substance trailing down his neck like harmless kisses, a tongue tracing to leave a trail.

The lightly tanned fingers trailed down his chest, making sure to press into the scared skin to get the dried blood off, avoiding the scratches skillfully.

Another sigh slipped past his lips, leaning back against the wall...or what he hoped was the wall. Abnormally cold fingers slid up from the shinigami's hip to his shoulders, traveling down sinfully until the long fingers intertwined with Renji's own, reddish-brown eyes snapping open and veering over his shoulder with wide eyes.

Oh fuck...no...

"Miss me?" Was disorient-ally chuckled as sharp canines nipped at the, once, healing flesh on the redhead's neck, blue tongue licking along the nape. The tattooed from growled, narrowing his eyes at the cruel demon, his nose capturing the intoxicating...gut wretching scent that was both putrid and heavenly. That's what he hated most about the albino. "Don't be that way,"

"Let go..." the redhead whimpered, pushing forth to escape, only to cry out when he was turned violently and slammed against the shower wall, grunting once the back of his head collided with the cold tiles, gritting his teeth as his head dropped, panting as reddish-brown eyes slowly gazed back up to see raged golden orbs. Leaning forward and biting down harshly on Renji's lower lip as white hands pinned the wrists over his head, eyes widening ever more as deathly pale lips ravaged his own. "S-stop!"

The white form growled possessively, pressing his fully clothed self against Renj's nude form, forcing his azure tongue into the moist cavern, smirking once he felt the tension under his hands fall to pure vulnrability, knowing that no matter what the man said, he wanted another good...harsh, rough fuck, nothing else mattered.

Feeling the shinigami's tongue run against his own, the white form grinned insanely, the brush hesitent and shy...afraid. Not that he expecting any less from the redhead. Deeming that Renji wouldn't fight back, he released the warm hands, slipping the alabaster hands down, fingertips stroking the man's sides, his left hand brushing the palm and curling merciless fingers around the erection, electing a gasp from peach colored lips.

"Aah..." Tanned fingers dug into the white tresses once the redhead reached up, arching into the touch with a hiss from fought back pleasure, licking alongside the white figure's earlobe, biting down on it while moaning deep in his throat. "D-don't..."

"What a dirty whore," the Hollow whispered seductively, his right hand lifting and coiling the black-nailed fingers around the redhead's neck, pushing the tattooed fukutaicho back, looking at him with sick amusement flickering in the bright orbs he possessed, seeing that the panting figure before him was once again ready to go. "I think that maybe..." A smile crept across his paper tinted lips, tightening his grasp on the man's cock, the motion causing Renji to throw his head back with his mouth open as a hoarse cry echoed about the bathroom, "...one day you'll go an fuck anyone, just for pleasure."

Reddish-brown eyes slid shut, hands digging their fingers into the spikes, pulling the face of his tormentor close, dropping his face to stare into the hypnotizing eyes that drove him nuts ever since he finally caught a glimpse of them.

"I...n-need..."

"Oh, really...then why did ya protest earlier?"

Renji slammed his lips against the albino's, shivering deliciously at the demented chuckle that passed the icy lips pressed against his. Poking his tongue out and licking the upper patch of flesh, whimpering a plea as the demon began to pull away, tightening his grasp and leaning into the touch.

The other tasted like death, hatred, a forbidden taste.

And that's what made the red haired Abarai lust for more, his glazed eyes showing that simple fact.

He wanted more of this bittersweet torture. The addicting feel of the Hollow pressed against him was already driving him insane.

And insanity seemed to be what the bleached form was looking for.

"Don't go," Was whispered against ghostly lips, an amused chuckle falling from the demon's mouth as he pulled away, the sprays of the shower growing warmer to the heat both were radiating with their spiritual pressure and need.

Leaning forward after removing his hand from Renji's member, an azure tongue traced along the inked designs decorating the redhead's chest, latching white teeth onto a pert nipple and running his left hand over the other, smirking as a gasp tumbled from parted peach lips, relishing in the shudders of twisted pleasure as the albino flicked his warm tongue against the nub.

The fukutaicho moaned, arching his back, stammering pleas for much, much more. Wanting it.

And not regretting how weak and feeble he sounded.

A/N: Since I feel like making this a series of one-shots (or story, your pick) on only the subject of dark romance/sick pleasure/whatever, I'll do so, besides...it's so easy and fun with this pairing. Sorry for Renji being OOC, but it's kinda hard to keep him in character when it comes to him and Hichigo goin' at it, y'know. Review, please... If you want this to be a story, say so in the review, or it'll just be one/two-shots.

Songs listened to: Stitches by Orgy, Animal/Pain/Burn/Scared by Three Days Grace, Send me an Angel by Breaking Benjamin and Psychobabble by Frou Frou.