Renji slowly let his eyes open, sitting up slowly, only to wince from pain. Said pain shot up his spine. What a rude wake-up call. Even worse was that Ichigo was standing in front of him, hands at his waist, tying the white obi. Quirking his tattooed brow for a second the redhead slapped the hands away with a frown, glaring at the representative.
"What the hell are ya doin' in my house, Kurosaki?" he snarled, looking down and using his hands to finish the knot in the white sash, reddish-brown pools lifting to see a scowl forming on the vibrant haired teen's lips.
"Excuse me for being sent in here by the Chappy-obsessed Rukia," Ichigo growled while crossing his arms. Renji stared up at him, which didn't last long since his head fell. Emotionally and physically drained of everything he knew he would possess if he hadn't agreed to the insane demon's offer of sex when they needed it. Besides, looking at the representative made it worse, since the albino and he looked so much alike. "Now get your ass up, there's a ton of paperwork for you and I, forcefully, need to make sure you get it all done, due to Byakuya's orders."
The redhead pushed himself up off the bed and stumbling forward while quickly reaching his arms out, off of instinct to grab something before he fell, and his hands grabbed hold of Ichigo's shihikusho, dragging the teen down along with him. Ending up on the ground with a heavy thud, Renji blinked a couple of times, noticing painfully that Ichigo was on top of him, straddling him.
Blushes covered both faces, they had deffinetely did not expect that to happen.
The spiky haired Kurosaki's chocolate pools flickered playfully, from brown to gold and back. Swallowing nervously, the long haired Abarai pushed his arms up since his hands were still holding onto the black fabric of the long-sleeved top the teen wore. Agreeing silently, Ichigo pushed himself onto his feet, taking hold of Renji's hands and pulling him to his feet, looking him over with concern shimmering in his eyes.
"I'm fine," he reassured, tattooed brows slanted while forcing a smile, "just stood up too late last night."
"And fell asleep after you got out of the shower,"
"Yeah." The slightly taller form took steady steps ahead towards the door to his place, grabbing onto Ichigo's arm and pulling the protesting form along while the redhead's cherry-colored eyes fell halfway shut.
That's how this all started...
Once they reached the office, Renji pushed the door open, blinking once he did, indeed, see piles of paperwork on his desk. Yet, his taicho was no where in sight. Looking over his shoulder at the orange haired teen he noticed the confused look as well. Shrugging, the redhead entered the office, trailing over to his chair and plopping his bottom down with a hiss of pain.
Damn demon had to be so rough...even when he didn't ask for it.
Ichigo went over to the front of Renji's desk, his brown eyes looking down on the papers, counting them mentally, and then losing count after...two-hundred and sixty-something. His gaze lifted to Renji, seeing that the fukutaicho was signing slowly, eyes filmy like he'd gotten high or drunk off of something.
Standing straight, the orange haired teen decided to be nice, "I'm gonna go get you some coffee, you look like you need it...badly."
Renji blinked and looked up at Ichigo, a smile forming on his face slowly, "Thanks, Ichigo."
"Don't mention it." he replied, turning and making his way to the door, pushing it open and then making his way out of it, shutting it with a sigh and leaning his back against it, biting his lower lip.
Renji looked like shit, in all honesty, like he'd been tossed around for a wild ride. Shaking his head of the thought he made his way towards the coffee machine the shinigami finally decided to put in the Spirit Realm.
On the other side of the door, Renji was leaning back in his chair, reaching his right hand up, after releasing the pen from his grasp, and running the slender fingers through his hair, which was down since they had to rush to get to the office before Byakuya shanked them with his zanpaku-to.
His eyes slid shut, tilting his head back and blinking once he felt luke-warm lips touch his, eyes snapping open to see pure white.
How horny can a person get?! he thought with wide reddish-brown eyes. Sure, his bottom had finally gotten relaxed and it healed, but...this was over-doing it!
"Hey," the albino smirked, using his teeth to nip at the other's upper lip, hands cupping the sides of Renji's face to keep it in place, dispite Renji's protests and growls to tell the demon to back off. "Trying to replace me with King, eh?"
"'King'? Who the hell're -"
Cold lips silenced him once again, the alabaster hands slithering down and grabbing hold of the lightly tanned shinigami's wrists, slipping his azure tongue in once a gasp caused the fukutaicho to open his mouth.
Parting for a mere second, the albino spun the chair around so the redhead was facing him with wide eyes, a furious blush covering his face while glaring at the demon. God, if someone was about to open that door - the door was open!
"No! Stop it, go away!"
"What? Afraid someone's gonna see us, whore?" the spiky haired form snarled, curling his fingers around the redhead's neck, licking his lips sinfully with a blue tongue, causing a shudder of fear to bolt up the fukutaicho's spine. The Hollow sounded like he was on his last nerve with him...maybe he was, and was going to slit the redhead's throat, kill him and find someone else to torture. "No one will see you...unless it's a kink for ya."
A shudder flew down Renji's spine, his throat muscles tightening while he swallowed harshly. It was erotic when he thought about people watching, made his mind think of unclean things. Twisted and demented positions, how it felt to have the demon's cock inside him, pounding violently, making Renji's innerwalls ooze the crimson liquid.
"Heh, you would like that, wouldn't you?"
The cold hand reached down, grabbing hold of his hardening erection, electing a gasp from the fukutaicho, reddish-brown pools wide and panting a few minutes later, hanging his head while the white figure's left hand kneaded his member, leaning forward and licking behind the red haired Abarai's ear, taking the lobe between two teeth and nibbling roughly while tugging with a smug smirk.
"See? You want people to see me fuck you," the albino chuckled, parting and releasing the hold on Renji's cock, standing up straight. "Now, get on the desk and spread your legs."
Renji's eyes fell halfway shut. Why couldn't he resist the demon these things?
A/N: Whoo...next chapter has a twist, just to forewarn you readers...