Chapter Thirty Seven: Solid Gold Part Four

He had meant to be a bit more angry, and he still was irritated, but those gentle lips on his neck had thrown him completely off. Nnoitra? Gentle? No way. It had to have been some sort of trick. Some sort of ploy to get him naked and writhing beneath him again. He wouldn't have put it past him, really. To distract himself from the unfortunately tempting idea of tumbling around on his futon with Nnoitra once again he walked resolutely to his hot plate and began to boil himself some water for tea. The only reason that man hadn't been kicked out of his home yet didn't involve them taking their clothes off. Not really. He was still so curious about everything and his irritation over finding out that Nnoitra had recently been with Tesla only fueled it. Now he wanted to know when they met, how long they had been fooling around, and why he had never known about it.

Tesla had gone to the same high school as Ichigo and he but had been in a different class. Shinji met him on the train on his way to Nicho for the very first time and they had started up a friendship. Tesla had been to Nicho many times in the past and even at the time had a "lover" already at his young age. An older man who paid him for his kisses. Unfortunately Tesla had very poor judgment and often got Shinji and him both in trouble. The third night they had gone there together they had suddenly found themselves in a love hotel with two men, heads spinning and barely able to hold their eyes open. It had been Tesla who had called Ichigo to come get them. Shinji had passed out before the man he was with had finished with him. No one had told him that before the men had left they had tossed money on the table and that had unfortunately not been the last time for that to happen.

They had stayed friends throughout the years but had lost touch after the last guy Tesla had been dating had taken him to China almost a year prior. While Shinji hadn't cared for the other young man's need to be constantly lorded over by large unfriendly men, they had still gotten along quite well.

Nnoitra watched him, violet eye roving over that tight ass and slightly stiff posture. He wondered briefly if Shinji realized that even with all his clothes on he looked like sex. At least to him. Looked like he should be covered in honey and licked clean. His cock twitched at the thought and he grinned, opening his mouth to vocalize where his thoughts were going but Shinji cut him off.

"So ya know Tesla, eh?" Shinji started, his voice curious. It was so hard choosing which questions to ask first.

Nnoitra frowned. "'The fuck cares 'bout him?"

"Well he cares about yer stupid ass fer some reason." Shinji shot back. God, just answer the damn question!

"So?"

Shinji rolled his eyes at the tea kettle. "So is he good in bed? I never got ta find that one out." It wasn't so much that he hadn't gotten the chance it was more that he had no desire to penetrate the other blond.

Nnoitra narrowed his eye. What the hell was Blondie getting at? "Not really."

"Hmmh." Shinji pursed his lips. This really wasn't getting him anywhere near the answers he was going for but he already sounded like a jealous girlfriend. Unfortunately for him his curiosity won out over his pride. "So why sleep with him if he ain't any good?"

"Why do ya care?"

"Just curious."

Nnoitra sat back in the couch and sighed. "So are we gonna fool around or are ya like on this bitch thing right now?"

"It's not a 'bitch thing'. I'm just curious." Shinji defended.

"Yer actin' like ya don't want me ta sleep with him." Nnoitra grinned at that. Wouldn't that just beat all, Blondie getting all attached and shit?

"Che, I could care less about that. It ain't like I haven't done anythin' with anyone else and we ain't a fuckin' couple. Like I said, I'm just curious."

"What?!"

Shinji blinked and turned around, genuinely surprised at Nnoitra's reaction. "What?"

"Ya fucked around after me?"

Shinji cocked an eyebrow. "Yeah, but didn't you too?"

"So?"

Shinji frowned. "I don't get why yer upset."

Nnoitra stumbled over his next sentence. He knew if he said, "Because I ain't done with ya yet." Shinji would probably kick him out and never talk to him again. And "Yer mine right now." wouldn't fly well either since one night of multiple rounds of great sex didn't make them anything more than two consenting adults who just so happened to fuck. But he really wanted to say those things. He would be the first one to admit that he was a selfish man and when he wanted something he didn't like to share it. Right now he wanted Blondie and it pissed him off that he had already shared the fucker.

"Who was it?"

"I ain't tellin' ya that! Guh! Never mind, just get lost. Yer never gonna answer my questions anyway."

"Well what the fuck's in it fer me if I do?" Nnoitra shot back.

"Ya get ta appease me, that's what." Shinji threw over his shoulder haughtily.

"Tch. If we're gonna fuckin' talk 'bout somethin' let's talk 'bout somethin' more interestin'." Nnoitra grinned. "Like where the hell ya learned ta do the splits."

Shinji opened his mouth automatically to reply before snapping it closed and turning to glare at Nnoitra. "I'll tell ya if ya answer my questions."

Nnoitra sneered. "Like a game, ne?"

Shinji frowned. "Whatever. Ya gonna answer my question?"

Nnoitra sighed. "I don't even fuckin' remember what it was." He ran a hand back through his hair in irritation and let it flop uselessly back at his side on the couch.

"Just wanna know how long ya known Tesla."

"Shit… five years? Maybe less."

"And didja date?"

"Who cares? Ain't it my turn ta get an answer?"

Shinji rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the counter and facing Nnoitra completely. "I took fourteen years of dance. Didja date 'im?"

Nnoitra's eye raked over Shinji's form as a thin eyebrow was raised. Fourteen years of dance and he was only a fucking stripper? "Nah, we just fucked around. He wouldn't leave me alone though. If you were in dance that long why ya strippin'?"

"I like to be naked and the attention makes me happy. Did ya fuck Tesla recently?"

"Fuck no! I let 'im suck my dick. Kinda."

"What do ya mean kinda?"

"Well he kinda choked and gagged most of the time, so it took a while ta get off. Who'd ya fuck?"

"I didn't fuck anyone."

"Bullshit."

"I'm not a liar." That was mostly true so he went with it.

"Then who'd ya play with?"

"I ain't telling' ya that. But it was just a blow job so it wasn't a big deal."

"Given or taken?"

"Taken."

That answer looked to have confused Nnoitra and he frowned into his lap. They were silent a moment while Nnoitra stewed over Shinji's answer. He was startled slightly when Shinji spoke again.

"Why… why did you attack me the other day?" He asked quietly.

Nnoitra looked up at him, having half expected that question to come out already and sighed. "You were gonna attack me first."

"I was gonna defend myself asshole!"

"Tch! Whatever, I wasn't doin' anythin' ya didn't like so what the fuck? Ya gonna shove a fork in my eye every time I wanna get snuggly with ya?" His breathing had picked up and he was making himself far more angry about the situation than he needed to be. Just thinking about someone holding a fork against him as a weapon made him a little crazy and he was surprised he hadn't jumped up off the couch yet and done something really stupid.

Shinji's eyes narrowed and his arms fell to his sides. There was more to that angry outburst than Nnoitra was letting on and it just inflamed his curiosity more. But he was tired and more than a little turned on for some strange reason and arguing and asking questions wasn't fixing that situation.

"Don't get all pissy." He said, reaching for his tie and loosening it. "I thought ya liked hard ta get."

Nnoitra's eye opened wide before narrowing. "'Re ya gonna take those clothes off now or are ya gonna fuckin' tease me more?"

Shinji smirked. "Does it matter? Anyway, ya fucked up any chances of me hookin' up tonight and I'm fuckin' horny so I guess you'll do."

"Tch. Whatever Blondie. You just wanna sit on my dick again and moan like a whore."

A gleam Nnoitra had never before seen in the blonds' eyes appeared and a slow grin stretched across his face. "So what if I do?" True he had more than one reason for doing this but Shinji wasn't above using his body to get what he wanted. With Nnoitra drugged with sex filled veins he could ask anything he wanted and maybe get some real answers out of him. It was just a bonus knowing that he would get a good lay out of it.

Nnoitra had been basically flaccid until that look and with the words that accompanied it he was suddenly almost painfully hard.

"Oh fuck yeah." He let out with a puff of air and stood, not wanting to let Shinji undress himself this time.

"I need a shower first." Shinji said quickly, holding up a hand that Nnoitra completely ignored.

"Fuck showers." He said, placing a thin fingered hand in the middle of Shinji's chest and pressing him against the counter.

"But…."

"Where'd all that confidence go? You were just 'bout ready to fuckin' jump me like three seconds ago and now yer backin' out? The fuck's up with that?"

Shinji straightened. "I'm not backin' out asshole. I want to get clean. I've been sweatin' on stage all night and I feel gross."

"Che, fuckin's just gonna get ya grosser." Nnoitra pointed out tactlessly.

"Look, I didn't say we weren't gonna fool around, just let me shower first."

Nnoitra shook his head slowly and pulled Shinji's belt from his pants. Why he wore a belt and tie Nnoitra would never understand, it seemed so impractical to him, but he didn't care at the moment. It was in his way and he had managed to get one of them out of his way without Blondie even noticing.

"Damn it quit bein' so pushy!"

"Shut up! Either I take yer damn clothes off and we fuck, or I rip 'em off and we fuck."

"Just let me take a shower."

Nnoitra's eyes narrowed as something occurred to him and a slow grin stretched his lips. "Alright. But I'm goin' in with ya."

"No way. My shower ain't big enough fer both of us."

"Then no deal."

"What?!"

"The fuck's the big deal? Ain't I bein' a nice guy and compromisin' here?" Nnoitra taunted as Shinji's pants joined his belt on the floor. Shinji looked down in disbelief, momentarily forgetting the argument. He hadn't even felt Nnoitra touching him.

"How didja…?"

"I toldja b'fore. Talent." Nnoitra said as he opened Shinji's now unbuttoned shirt and gazed down at the milky white chest before him. "When'd ya get those?" He asked in surprise as he flicked Shinji's left nipple, not having noticed the piercings during the show that night.

"Ah! D-don't do that. They're still sore."

Shinji had nearly jumped out of his skin when Nnoitra touched him there, not sure whether it hurt or felt good but not willing yet to figure out which it was. Nnoitra grinned and grabbed him by the upper arm, dragging him into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. Shinji was right, the two of them would barely have enough room to move around in the shower, but Nnoitra was a rather inventive young man and he'd fucked in tighter spots than that. Plus with the close quarters Shinji wouldn't be able to wiggle away from him that well and the thought made him grin again. He pulled his shirt over his head and nodded towards the shower.

"Turn that on while I get naked."

Shinji frowned and huffed out a breath but did as he was told, something Nnoitra could most definitely get used to. Even if Shinji bitched about it the whole time he still did as he was told and Nnoitra loved that about him. When the water was going and warming up Shinji turned back around to face a very nude and very excited Nnoitra. He frowned but gulped before tossing his head back and looking up at him.

"I don't have any lube in here."

"We'll improvise. Underwear. Off."

Shinji dropped the thin cotton to the floor and shivered; not from the cold but from the look in Nnoitra's eye. It was that dark amethyst color that Shinji had noticed the last couple of times they had been together as his uncovered eye roved over his unclothed body. Like he was going to devour him and love every minute of it. He knew in the back of his mind that he had started this for a reason but that reason eluded him now as Nnoitra reached for him again and shoved him under the too hot spray before adjusting it to a more tolerable temperature. Hair plastered to the side of his head Shinji reached up but found his arms held at his sides.

"Move too much we'll fall out." Nnoitra said as he lowered his head to bite the top of Shinji's ear.

His eyes fluttered closed and he bit his lip. He had had no idea before just how good that could feel but now… now it was bliss.

"S-skip the foreplay. I just wanna get offfff." Well that line hadn't come out at all like how he had wanted it to sound and Nnoitra seemed to know this because he laughed and pressed his lips to Shinji's jugular.

"Sure thing, Blondie." He said, reaching behind the smaller man and slipping the tip of his finger inside him.

Shinji bit back a moan and arched his back, his head falling back and resting against the cold shower wall. The finger pressed deeper, the water adding barely enough lubricant to help it along. Nnoitra knew he should find something else but he knew from experience that soap in the wrong places could burn like a bitch for days and he wasn't about that at all. As he slowly worked the finger in and out, enjoying the not so repressed sounds coming from the flexible blond pressed against his chest, he looked around the bathroom for something, anything he could use.

Shinji had a free hand since Nnoitra was using one of his own hands to finger him, and he raised it, knocking over his shampoo and wincing when it fell on his foot.

"Shit."

"The fuck you doin'?"

"I… I have somethin'." Shinji reached again as Nnoitra pushed the finger deeper. "If ya stop that I could find it."

Nnoitra snorted. "Ya mean this?" He curled his finger and pressed it hard against Shinji's prostate making him cry out and drop his arm.

"Fuck just spit in yer hand then."

"Yer so fuckin' dirty fer a stuck up bitch ya know that?"

"And yer pretty talkative fer someone who usually has nothin' good ta say."

"Tch." Nnoitra rammed a second finger in next to the first and began to scissor them to stretch Shinji.

Shinji moaned and pushed back. "Ya gonna jus' take yer time then?" He taunted and Nnoitra grinned.

"One'a these days I'm gonna play with ya till ya can't see straight before I fuck ya."

"Not today." Shinji breathed, pressing his hips forward into Nnoitra's rock hard cock.

"Whatever ya say, Blondie." He put his hand in front of Shinji's face and wiggled his fingers. "Lick it."

Shinji did as he was told, wetting the hand, fingers and all, his long tongue curling around the digits and laving over the somewhat rough flesh of Nnoitra's palm. Nnoitra didn't waste time slicking up his cock with the saliva before reaching down and grabbing Shinji by the hips, lifting him and pressing him back against the wall, pinning him with his own hips. With one hand holding him in place he reached for one of Shinji's legs, lifting and bending it wide open before reaching for his wrist once more. Shinji mewled and bit his lips, the hot water sluicing down his chest and over his straining cock. Nnoitra repeated his actions on Shinji's other side, spreading him as wide as he could go while holding his arms at his sides. He rocked his hips forward, brushing his cock against Shinji's twitching entrance and leaned forward to nip at his chin.

"Tilt yer hips." He grunted, having a bit of trouble finding the hole on his own.

Shinji pulled against his restraints and managed to grab ahold of the end of Nnoitra's cock, pulling it to him and titling his hips forward to press it to him. The saliva was just about washed away by this point but neither one of them cared as Nnoitra pressed the head inside, pushing in half way before pulling out and back in again.

"Ah… oh fuck. Shi… mmnn-ah." Shinji fisted his hands and bucked his hips forward, wanting to wrap his legs around Nnoitra but loving it that he couldn't.

"Fuck yer so tight." Nnoitra moaned, scraping his teeth along Shinji's neck and tightening his fingers around his wrists.

"Move faster."

"Bossy little bitch."

Nnoitra may have appeared irritated by that but he smiled inwardly. Having the blond tell him to move faster was far better than having him say get out. He picked up his pace, wincing a bit at the friction that was almost too much. He would have spit in his hand or something but they were occupied as were Shinji's. The best he could manage was to pull out and tilt his head down, letting saliva hit his cock before he rammed it back inside. It helped a bit, but not that much.

Shinji was arching his back, trying his best to meet each and every one of his thrusts and being actually successful for the most part. It looked as though this wasn't his first time fucking in a tight space either.

They were both soaking wet, their hair clinging to their faces and Nnoitra's bandana eye patch stuck to his forehead. Shinji looked up at his through heavy lidded eyes and scowled.

"Take that damn thing off." He panted.

Nnoitra was too far gone in the sensation Shinji's ass was causing around his cock to listen and he changed his angle suddenly, causing Shinji to groan and throw his head back, hitting the shower wall and making him see stars.

"Fuck! Oh shit yes."

"Yeah Blondie, ya love it dontcha?"

"Just shut up and do it harder."

"Heh. Masochistic slut."

"Sadistic whore."

"Jani."

"Onnagirai."

"Okama."

"Ket-ketsu… ketsuman, fuck! Yes, oh yes fuckfuckfuck. YES!" Shinji squeezed his eyes shut and his entire body tightened, his muscles clenching around Nnoitra causing the other man to pause in his movements for fear of having his dick ripped off. "Yes. Yes, fuck me just like that. Please don't stop."

Nnoitra chuckled shakily before resuming. "Want me ta keep callin' ya dirty names too."

"Mmmn-ah." Was all Shinji was able to get out at that point. The feel of Nnoitra's entire length pounding into him coupled with the wet slapping sounds of their hips meeting and the now cold sting of the water were almost too much for him.

"Sh-shit. I'm gonna cum." Nnoitra groaned, steadying his hands against the slick wall.

When he felt it coming he lifted Shinji, pulling completely out of him and thrusting his cock against his, rubbing them together as he came, the warmth of it contrasting with the cold of the water. The moment Nnoitra's cum landed on his cock Shinji came as well, splattering himself over Nnoitra's chest and nearly screaming in his release. His legs were shaky when Nnoitra finally lowered him to shut the water off and he was happy that he had decided to still hold on to him with one of his hands. They were both breathing so hard that neither of them could speak and Nnoitra reached for a towel pushing it into Shinji's arms before grabbing the only other one to dry himself with.

Shinji was about to ask Nnoitra why he had jumped in the shower with the stupid eye patch on when he realized what he had just done.

"Oh my God! We didn't use a condom!"

"No shit." Nnoitra tossed over his shoulder as he left the bathroom.

Shinji followed. "Why didncha stop?"

"Hey, I pulled out."

"SO?!"

"Shut up. I ain't dirty er nuthin'. 'Nless yer the dirty one." He cocked an eyebrow at the blond as he looked around for the futon. He was beyond tired after all that activity.

"I am not dirty."

"Then shut up. Fuck, where the hell do ya keep that damn futon?"

"But…."

"Sleep, Blondie. Sleep or I will fuck ya till ya shut up."

Shinji opened his mouth but thought better of it. He supposed that he should have been happy that at least Nnoitra had pulled out before cumming inside him, something that he rarely let happen, but he was still worked up. He was usually so vigilant about using a condom and didn't understand how he could have forgotten. He finished drying his hair and pulled out the futon, frowning down at Nnoitra when he flopped himself on it and got comfortable. With a sigh he dropped to his knees and pulled out his blanket, yanking his pillow out from underneath Nnoitra's head and curling his upper body against it, his back facing the larger man. Nnoitra snorted and then chuckled, wrapping an arm around Shinji's waist and pulling him close.

"What the fuck'er…."

"Shut up and I'll answer more of yer stupid questions tomorrow."

How the hell had he known that would get to him? Shinji huffed out a breath as he quickly decided it just might be worth it. Besides, he was cold and Nnoitra's skin was so warm his eye lids were already drooping. With a wide yawn Shinji closed his eyes and Nnoitra pulled him closer, already dead to the world. With his last thought Shinji wondered if his ass would ever be the same after this man.

A/N I am sooooo sorry it took so long to get this out and I hope you all like it. First off I wanna thank you all for finally helping SBB reach over 1000 reviews! Woohoo! I am so freakin' happy about that, you have no idea. Anywho, translation time!

According to wiki:

Jani, Janī (ジャニ, ジャニー)From the English name Johnny. Refers to young, slim, boyish-looking, "cute" men (compare twink). Taken from the name of a talent agency, Johnny & Associates, known for producing boy bands such as KinKi Kids, Hey! Say! JUMP and Smap. Jani-kei (ジャニ系, ジャニー系) means "jani-type."

Onnagirai (女嫌い)Literally "woman-hater." This term was used in the Edo period to describe a man who preferred male erotic and romantic companionship exclusively. Similar to misogynia (misogyny).

Okama (お釜, おかま)Literally "a pot, a kettle", this word, always with the honorific prefix "O-", refers to a gay man, especially one who is viewed as effeminate or a drag queen. Can be pejorative. The word originated in Edo period slang for the anus. In current use.

Ketsuman--A portmanteau of the words ketsu and manko literally meaning "ass cunt," this word usually describes the anus of a "passive" male bottom. Compare "mangina"; "man-cunt."

Well there ya have it. I'm super tired so sorry about any mistakes. I hope you all enjoy this installment of Solid Gold and the next chapter will be out hopefully sooner than this on was. I LOVE YOU ALL!!

~Penny

(Sorry about any mistakes. I'll fix them tomorrow. ;p)