Just a quick thank you to everyone who has reviewed. I really appreciate them all. And thank you everyone that has read this far. I didn't originally plan on making this any more than a 1 chapter story but it's just been so fun to write so I'll just keep going until it isn't.

Renji had been in the other room when Rukia'd come knocking on the door. He'd tried to hurry over to answer but just before he'd gotten to the other room he'd seen Ichigo pulling it open and then the sight of Rukia launching herself at him. At first he'd felt a moments jealousy; thinking she'd really meant to throw herself at Ichigo but the horrified reaction he'd seen from Rukia eased his concerns and now all he could do was try to contain the warm glow that seemed to emanate from within his chest. That warm greeting had been meant for him and now she'd all but told their orange haired friend that they were a bit more than friends.

"What do you mean you thought I was Renji? I don't look anything like him," said Ichigo agitatedly.

"That's for sure," said Renji, walking through the side room to greet Rukia. "Hi Rukia. Ichigo has invited himself over tonight." He turned to Ichigo as he continued, "Why are you here again?" He didn't try to contain the slight aggravation that tinted his voice.

"Yamamoto makes Urahara and I come for a meeting every month. You already know this Renji. I come here every time."

"Che… yea that's right," Renji said and watched Ichigo's face contort in confusion.

"Wait… if you thought I was… then why would you… are you and Renji…?" Rukia slapped the back of Ichigo's head before he was able to finish.

"You're such a moron Ichigo," Rukia said and moved to take a seat across the room.

Ichigo stood near the doorway, scratching his head as he watched Renji pull out some small cups and a bottle of sake. 'Well, at least this was normal,' he thought and moved to the table where Renji was putting everything down.

"Thanks Renji," he said and grabbed his small cup of sake.

A few hours later, Ichigo watched a slightly drunk Rukia and a very tipsy Renji walk into the other room and slide the door closed. He was a bit closer to Rukia's state of drunkenness so it didn't immediately dawn on him what was going on as he laid down on his thin futon.

In the other room, Renji immediately reached for Rukia's tiny waist and pulled her against him, pressing his mouth to hers in a heated kiss. His arms lifted her off the floor so that her feet were dangling a good foot from the ground and Rukia wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What did your brother say?" asked Renji, pulling his mouth away and walking them to the center of the room where his own futon lay out.

"He wasn't happy about last night and… and I didn't tell him exactly where I was going tonight," said Rukia, hiding her face in his neck.

"Oh," was all Renji said in response and slid her feet back down to the floor.

"Are you mad Renji?" she asked.

He looked down at her upturned face, her large violet eyes staring at him with so much concern. His hand reached out and cupped her cheek, "Its ok Rukia. I understand," and he actually did. It's not like HE even knew what was going on between them. He knew he loved her, had loved her for so long but he'd never actually said it to her. They hadn't even discussed whether they were officially dating or not. He made a mental note to discuss that later because at the moment, with her looking at him like that, all he wanted to do was make love to her… But maybe he'd have a little fun with her first.

Renji bent down and gently sucked on the side of Rukia's neck. Her arms lifted to circle his neck and he grasped her wrists before they locked behind him and moved them back to her side. Lightly he nibbled on her skin, making a path down her neck to her collarbone; he had to use more force to keep Rukia's hands by her sides the farther he went.

"R… Renji. What are you doing?" she stuttered, frustrated at not being able to touch him.

"I thought it was obvious," he answered, not lifting his lips from her throat. He moved her hands behind her back and grasped both of her wrists in one of his hands and then brought his free hand up the front of her and started gently kneading her breast.

Rukia's legs started to wobble beneath her unsteadily, more from his mouth and hand than the alcohol earlier. She tried to pry her hands free from Renji's grasp but he held on tightly.

"Renji… I can't hold myself up," she cried breathlessly as his lips teased the spot behind her ear. An instant later, an arm snaked behind her legs and lifted her up. He deposited her quickly in the center of his mattress and grabbed her wrists again when she tried to lift them up. "Renji… why?"

"Shhh…" he said and moved her hands above her head on the floor. "You don't want Ichigo hearing you."

His impossibly large body moved stealthily over hers, hovering just a few inches above so that she couldn't feel him against her. His hand remained above her head, holding her wrists in place as he moved his other hand down her arm and over her side. Quickly he snatched the belt from around her waist, pulling it free from her back and kneeling above her, releasing her wrists. Rukia took the opportunity and reached for his chest, running her hands over his muscular pecs but it only last a second before her hands were seized again and roughly pulled above her head.

"Keep your hands above your head Rukia," Renji whispered and started wrapping the white belt around her wrists.

"But Renji… what are you?"

"Shhh…" he said, placing a finger over her quivering lips. "Trust me."

Rukia gulped audibly at his words and felt him tighten the belt around her wrists and then attach it to something on the top of the mattress. It was only just, not painful. 'What the heck did he tie it to?' she wondered.

Renji sat up and admired his handy work, his eyes filling with lust as he looked down at a helpless Rukia. He was still straddling her hips, resting most of his weight on his knees by her sides. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Don't forget to keep very, very quiet. Ichigo's just in the other room."

Rukia nodded her head in understanding, looking at him with trepidation and longing as he lifted himself back up.

He parted the folds of her royal robes, pulling the pieces apart and admiring the perfectly smooth skin beneath. Apparently she hadn't bothered putting a bra on when she'd changed after their picnic. 'What a pleasant surprise,' he thought and reached a finger out to run a circle around her nipple. Her body arched up and her eyes glazed over when he flicked his finger over the hardening nub.

"Mmm… so responsive Rukia," he whispered and lifted his finger to his mouth; sliding the digit between his lips and coating it in saliva. He returned the now wet finger to her nipple, rubbing over the pink nub till it glistened with his saliva. He leaned forward and Rukia watched his mouth hover over her nipple, his eyes locking with hers as he gently blew on the wet tip.

Rukia bucked her hips up as sparks flew down her body and pooled around her groin. A loud moan began to escape her lips and a hand covered her mouth before the noise rang out across the room. "Shhhh," Renji said with a grin. One of the fingers from the hand covering her mouth dipped between her lips and Rukia sucked on it, listening with pride when a soft gasp escaped from Renji's lips. He removed his finger and brought it down to her other nipple, coating it in her own saliva and then repeating the process. She pressed her lips together this time to keep the moan of pleasure from escaping.

"Very good," said the husky voice above her. He lifted himself back up and Rukia could feel the cool air on her nipples, making them stand up stiffly and feeling every breeze that floated through the room. His hand moved between her breasts, running up and down the center of her chest and then started to inch downward, palms flattening over her toned stomach. He caressed her flesh, drawing circular patterns over her skin while he watched her chest rise and fall with quick breaths. When his hand left her body, Rukia looked up and watched Renji shrug off his shirt, throwing it to the side. His hands then worked on the ties of his pants, loosening them but not pulling them off so that the fabric hung loosely over his hips. The sight of his naked chest and hips was so incredibly erotic and Rukia felt her mouth starting to water as she looked at him. She wished he would pull out his hair tie.

He still straddled her hips as he leaned down and took a nipple between his lips, sucking the pink pebble till tiny mewling sounds escaped Rukia's mouth. He continued the torture on the other breast and when his teeth lightly grazed the hard tip, Rukia pulled against the bindings around her wrists and groaned in frustration.

A sound like someone rolling over in the next room could be heard and Renji grinned down at Rukia. "I think he heard you."

Rukia's face flushed and she bit her bottom lip as Renji leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth again. His hand reached up and started playing with the other nub, teasing it and pinching it when his teeth lightly bit down on the other one. Her whole body arched off the mattress and the bindings strained as she tried to pull her hands free unsuccessfully. When he straightened back up, Rukia was panting and her eyes were filled with so much desire that he had to hold back his own groan as he looked at her. She was incredible to watch.

Renji shuffled his body to the side and off her body, reaching down and pulling Rukia's pants off, leaving her… 'Holy crap,' he thought as he looked down at her lacy black panties. 'Where'd she get those?' he wondered. He felt a definite tightening in his groin as he looked down at her nearly naked body, the lace covering her center so seductively.

Rukia watched Renji's face as he discovered her little surprise. She'd bought them one day while on a mission down in the living world. It had taken all her courage to make the purchase and now she was glad she'd done it. His reaction was priceless as she watched his eyes widen and then darken with lust. She'd have to search for more.

She didn't have a moment more to think as suddenly Renji's hands were spreading her legs apart, bending her knees slightly so her feet rested flat on the mattress. He positioned himself between her legs, kneeling down and the movements had made his own pants fall partially down his left hip. 'Oh if only they would fall just a little farther,' she thought. She could see his erection coming to life beneath his black uniform and she longed to reach out and touch it.

Her thoughts were shattered when Renji leaned forward and started trailing kisses down her stomach. His tongue dipped into her navel and moved down till he was pressing kisses to the top of her lace panties. "These are very naughty Rukia. Remind me later to ask you where you got these," he said and started placing kisses southward until his lips were directly above her clit. His tongue licked up the entire length of her womanhood, above the lace and his hands spread Rukia's legs apart even wider till the outside of her thighs were nearly touching the ground. His mouth began sucking on the flesh on the inside of her thighs, running his tongue along the skin beside her panties.

"Renji!" Rukia cried and tried to close her thighs together but was stopped by Renji's hands holding her legs apart.

"Shhh Rukia. Ichigo's going to think something's wrong."

'Something was wrong,' Rukia thought. She was going to spontaneously combust if he didn't stop teasing her.

His mouth moved back to her center, kissing the lace above her clit again and licking the ball of nerves. Her underwear was completely wet now, both from his mouth and her own juices. The rough lace rubbing against her sensitive clit made her moan and writhe against his tongue. She felt his finger moved up her thigh and hook beneath the side of her underwear. He pulled the fabric to the side and dipped his face down, his tongue licking her from her opening to her clit.

"Oh God, Renji… please," she begged and was only rewarded with a grin.

Renji placed a finger over his lips and mimicked a shooshing sound as he knelt back and grabbed her hips. Before she realized what he was doing, her body was lifted up and spun around till she was lying flat on her stomach, the knot holding her hands above her head twisting with her. She felt so vulnerable. At least before she could see what he was going to do but now she had to twist her head to the side and she still could only see a very small bit.

"You are so beautiful Rukia," whispered Renji as he reached a hand out and smoothed it over her rear. He squeezed the supple flesh and reached out with his other hand to run a finger along the lace that covered her crack, rubbing his thumb over her clit.

"Renji," she whispered. "Please undo my wrists," she begged.

"Do you promise to keep your hands above your head?" he asked, leaning forward and whispering in her ear.

Rukia nodded and Renji went to work on her bindings, releasing her wrists and placing tiny kisses over the indentations left on her skin.

"Your hair," said Rukia, wanting him to release the crimson strands from their bindings as well.

"Demanding aren't we," he said and smiled as he reached a hand up and pulled out the hair tie.

True to her word, Rukia didn't move her hands from above her head. Renji moved back between her thighs, running his hands along the waistband of her underwear. His fingers grasped the fabric and started pulling it down, over her rear and then down her thighs till it was completely off her body. He quickly moved back between her legs and reached both hands out to cup her behind; squeezing and lifting the rounded flesh. His arousal begged to be set free so he pushed his pants down a little and released the throbbing member. He stroked himself with one hand as he massaged Rukia's rear with the other, his thumb dipping between her wet folds. His thumb sunk in, pushing inside her tight entrance and rubbing along her sensitive walls. He could hear her moaning and panting, making him increase the rhythm that he stroked himself.

He released himself a moment later and removed his thumb from her core to grab her hips and lift them in the air. He moved forward and grasped his erection firmly, placing his other hand on the small of Rukia's back as he guided himself to her opening.

"Remember to stay quiet Rukia," he said as he circled her opening with his dick. Her head bobbed up and down on the mattress and he watched her hands clench the sheets beneath.

He teased her entrance, slightly probing inside so that only his tip was encased in warmth. Rukia's hips shifted back to try to take more of him inside but he only moved with her, tsk'ing her for her actions.

"So eager Rukia."

Rukia thought she was going to explode if he didn't enter her soon. Her whole body cried out for the fullness only he could create. Every muscle was tense as she waited for him. Both his hands grabbed her hips and he started steering her body, pushing her down to take more of him but not enough, not nearly enough. His hips started circling behind her, rubbing against her walls seductively. She reached a hand down beneath her body and grabbed his balls, squeezing them gently and causing Renji to suck in an agonized breath.

"Rukia! Holy fuck…" he said and thrust forward suddenly, fully sheathing himself inside her tight, wet heat. The rapid intrusion made her cry out and grab his balls more firmly. He started pushing inside her, holding her hips as he slammed into her over and over again. She released her hold on him and tried to steady herself as he rocked her whole body forward with each thrust. She could feel the delicious clenching of her lower muscles and soon the pleasure was building higher and higher, tearing through her and then exploding as wave after wave of intense feeling racked her body.

Renji wasn't too far behind, grinding into her with deep motions of his hips and then crying out her name as he came deeply inside. He leaned back, kneeling down and bringing Rukia's slick body up to his. She sat on his thighs; his arms wrapped around her body, and leaned her head back against his chest. His heart was pounding rapidly and she turned her head to say, "And you told me to be quiet."

Renji grunted and smiled as he opened an eye to look down at her. "Oh well. Maybe next time he'll think twice about inviting himself over when you're here."

Rukia giggled and turned on his lap so that she was still sitting on his thighs but she was now facing him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and planted small kisses to his cheek and lips. "That was fun Ren," she said between kisses. "But next time, you're the one that's going to be tied up," she said and quickly jumped off his lap and ran for the bathroom.

Renji could only stare at Rukia's retreating figure. 'What has he created?' he thought and grinned to himself.

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The next morning, Rukia looked over at a still sleeping Renji. His beautiful face was bathed in morning sunlight and she couldn't help but trace a finger over his brow. She could hear Ichigo in the next room, putting away his mattress and she decided to go see if he was mad at them.

She slid the door open and peaked through, "Good morning."

Ichigo was standing beside a large shelf, folding his blanket when he looked up and answered, "G'morning."

She shut the door behind her as she entered the room and cautiously asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"Yea, I must have passed out after you guys left. I only woke up once when I heard some strange noise but fell back to sleep quickly."

Rukia breathed a sigh of relief and helped Ichigo finish folding the blanket. When it was folded into a neat square, Ichigo lifted it up and placed it on the empty shelf.

"I'm supposed to meet Urahara in a few minutes. Can you tell Renji thank you for me for letting me stay here," said Ichigo as he grabbed his few things.

"You're welcome," came a deep, sleepy voice from the doorway. Renji was standing there in only his pants, yawning and stretching his arms up to the ceiling. Rukia had to swallow the lump that formed in her throat. "Next time you bring the sake," said Renji with a grin.

"Yea yea," answered Ichigo as he walked across the room and opened the front door. "Cya guys."

"Cya Ichigo," they both said and watched his orange hair disappear behind the closed door.

Renji turned to Rukia and asked, "So, do you think he heard us?"

Rukia shook her head and said, "He said he passed out."

Out in the corridor, Ichigo was running a hand through his hair and shaking his head. 'That had to have been the most awkward morning of his life,' he thought. Hearing Rukia and Renji having sex was going to scar his brain for the rest of his life. He shook his head again as he continued on.

Ok, I know this is basically all just sex but hey… if you were Rukia, wouldn't you be having sex non-stop? Hehe. Maybe a little more content next chapter… maybe.