Shuuhei ended up falling asleep, his body the most relaxed it had been in a long time. The warmth against his skin made him feel wonderful, and within moments he had drifted off. Sleep brought him visions of Ichimaru, the fox-liked man haunting him even while he slept. Shuuhei watched as his mind replayed the encounter in the fog, the only thing different being the crimson blood sliding from one of his hands. Renji was lying next to Ichimaru's body, his eyelids twitching as those chocolate eyes tried to focus on the servant. He cried out at the sight, but just as he went to run to the redhead's aid, Ichimaru reached out a caught him.

The fox yanked him close to his body, wrapping a thin arm around his chest to press his arms tightly against his form. Blood smeared along his lips as the fox's other hand covered the sudden cry of surprise. "Hisagi-chan~ Why ya tryin' ta help 'im? Didn' he enslave ya?" Shuuhei felt his body go limp; why was he trying to help Renji? Even if it was only a dream, why had he been so scared moments before for the noble's safety? All he had ever done was use and abuse Shuuhei; he meant nothing to the powerful man, so why did the redhead mean so much to him?

Just as these thoughts ran through his mind, Ichimaru's fingers began to dig painfully into his chest. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to scream, but the hand clasped around his mouth stopped him from making a sound. "Stop it! Leave him be!" He heard Renji shout. "Shuuhei has nothing to do with it; he's only a servant, and he means nothing!" As soon as those words hit his ears, the brunette felt his heart sink. But it was then that his mind realized it was all a dream, and struggled to pull him from it.

When he awoke, he felt cloth being run over his arms and then his chest. The brunette squeaked as he realized that he had allowed himself to sleep. The boy remembered nothing from his dream. He heard a laugh, Shuuhei blinking as he looked up to see Renji cleaning the dirt off of his form. "I wondered what was taking you so long. You must have been tired."

He looked away, a blush on his cheeks as he pulled his legs closed. It was an attempt to take some of his dignity back. Renji seemed to notice this and shifted his washing down to Shuuhei's stomach. The brunette swallowed as the touch grew a bit firmer, touching Renji's hand with his own. It was a feeble signal at saying no, but whatever the noble decided would stand.

The hand was suddenly gone, his grey eyes sliding to the side to see what was going on. Shuuhei felt his heart drop as he watched Renji strip, revealing tan skin and strong muscles. There would be no escape from the redhead's attention. With surprisingly gentle hands, Renji guided Shuuhei into his lap and slipped into the warm water. The brunette stared down at the steaming water with a blush on his cheeks, feeling the noble tighten his hands around his stomach and pull him back against his chest.

"Relax, Shuuhei. Stop being so tense." The smaller of the two forced himself to calm down, taking a few deep breaths. Maybe Renji only wanted to take a bath. If he was lucky, that would be all that was asked of him at the moment. The cloth returned, massaging his hips and thighs. Shuuhei had to admit, the motion was relaxing, and within a few moments, he had snuggled back against his master.

"That's a good boy," Renji whispered in his ear, the hand suddenly shifting over. The brunette's grey eyes reopened as fingers traced along his limp member, the touch making his breath hitch. So he wasn't getting out of it, no matter what he had previously thought. A hand wrapped around it, stroking the flesh gently. Shuuhei shivered, still relaxing in Renji's lap.

This was as far as they usually went, with Shuuhei giving the redhead some occasional attention in his lower areas. The brunette was still a virgin, and he feared the day when Renji would take that small innocence away from him. Apparently today was the day, and he couldn't even be bothered to give Shuuhei something soft to lay on. No, water was going to be the place he was stolen from. Delicate fingers reached down to trace his entrance, rubbing it with gentle motions. A whimper left his throat; would it hurt or would it feel good?

He'd heard from Izuru that it had felt horrible for him, since the person who had taken it from him hadn't been the least bit gentle. Shuuhei didn't worry about the blonde so much anymore; Grimmjow took such good care of his friend that he had no reason to.

But would Renji show him the same compassion that Grimmjow showed to Izuru all the time?

As he was lost in thought, a single digit slipped into him. Immediately, his hands tightened on the edges of the rocky pool, his throat too dry to utter a sound. "Shuuhei, it won't hurt. I promise," a voice whispered in his ear, warm tongue tracing the shell. The servant swallowed nervously, shaking as the finger began to move around, thrusting deeper into him. A sound finally left him, a whine that filled the steam-laced air. This continued, Shuuhei finally relaxing again as he grew used to it, the warmth of the water aiding in the calm flowing through him.

It wasn't until Renji added a second finger that he cried out softly due to the discomfort, biting his lip to stifle the sound. The redhead's free hand hand shifted over to begin pumping him, successfully distracting the brunette from the pain. His master began peppering nips and kisses to the side of his throat, breathy moans escaping Shuuhei's lips. It wasn't long before a third finger entered him. The three slender digits began a gentle motion inside of him before scissoring. A loud moan left the servant as warm water flowed into him, a feral growl being let out in his ear.

"Shuuhei," the noble purred. His back arched and he found himself suddenly facing Renji. An almost animalistic glint was held in the male's eyes and he whined, knowing that whatever sense of safety and gentleness that he had been promised was going to be taken away.

"R-renji, wait," he said feebly, hoping that the redhead was listen. It wasn't right, not that look, nor the feel of the situation anymore. But his plea went unnoticed as Renji nearly crushed Shuuhei against his chest, yanking him down harshly onto his member. A wail of pain left the once-virgin, his hands tightening against Renji's back. "I've been waiting to do this forever, Shuuhei. You don't even know how long," a voice growled, the brunette barely hearing him. His body was coiled too tightly, his nails digging into Renji's back as he fought against the pain shooting up his spine.

Several seconds passed and the redhead began moving. Shuuhei let out cries of pain rather than pleasure, his arms shaking as clung to his master. Pain shattered through his body with each movement, and he was sure he was bleeding. "Stop it, stop it," he finally managed to cry out. It seemed with those words, Renji broke from his trance. Every movement came to a halt, the only sound being emitted their panting.

Shaking fingers curled against his back, Shuuhei letting out a feeble whine. He was sure that he was making his master bleed from the pressure of his nails. "Shuuhei," a voice breathed. The servant said nothing. He closed his eyes, his body wound too tight and shaking with pain.

"I'm sorry."

I'm the worst at updating, and I apologize. . My parent's have started taking away my computer at night, so I don't get nearly enough writing time between roleplaying and fanfiction. I shall try, but it's hard. Anyways, until next time. 3