Cars

Shinji stretched in the old creaky chair behind his desk and yawned widely. He hadn't gotten much sleep in the past couple days, what with working late the night before his birthday party and then the long and emotionally, not to mention physically, draining night with Nnoitra. The only thing he could think of at the moment was going home and falling face first into his bed. He just hoped that he wouldn't pass out while driving and end up killing himself. Standing and grabbing his light coat from the back of his chair, he yawned and walked to the door to his office, shutting off the light and locking up.

"Long day, eh boss?" Lisa said from behind the bar as he passed and he nodded and waved sleepily at her. "See ya tomorrow?"

"Yeah. I'll be in about ten I think." he replied before opening the front door and sighing as a shock of cool but not yet cold air hit him square in the face. It was so refreshing.

As soon as he entered the covered parking lot where his car was parked he looked up and his breath stilled mid-inhale. Nnoitra was leaned against the driver's side door, legs crossed at the ankles, half burned cigarette dangling loosely between his teeth. His hands were shoved deep in the pockets of his loose dark jeans and a tight black leather jacket was open to show a plain white t-shirt. Shinji stopped, his mouth dropping open slightly at the near perfect bad boy image Nnoitra was portraying. Scratch that, absolutely perfect. When Nnoitra noticed the blond his wide sneering grin stretched across his face, the cigarette twitching a little when it was clenched tighter between his teeth. He closed his lips around the butt and sucked hard, the tip glowing brightly before blackening as he let the bluish smoke curl dragon-like from his nostrils. He reached up slowly and pulled the cigarette away.

"Yo." his voice almost growled the word and Shinji felt something quiver in his belly.

"W-what're ya doin' here?" he asked breathily.

Nnoitra, still grinning, flicked the cigarette away without breaking eye contact and licked his lips indolently. "Waitin' fer ya." he practically purred.

Shinji blinked, reeling a bit from the image. "How long ya been waitin'?" he asked, not sure why the man hadn't called or hadn't barged into his office anyway.

Nnoitra shrugged and curled a long beckoning finger out to Shinji. Shinji felt his body moving and he was suddenly standing directly in front of the tall, laid back man. Nnoitra reached out and ran his thumb over Shinji's high cheekbone before curling his fingers behind his neck. He leaned forward, pleased when Shinji's eyes drooped closed and his mouth opened in anticipation.

"My place'er yers?" he asked, his voice deep and mesmerizing.

Shinji struggled with words and felt stupid and melty for his inability to respond to such a simple demanding question. All he could manage was a breathy, "Uh…." before licking his lips and willing himself not to jump the man in the public parking garage. It'd been far too long since he had felt like that but he wasn't sure if it should make him happy and giddy, or piss him off. The sick swirl of too many emotions had been with him most of the day and he had thought he was starting to get used to it but when that happiness began to fight the sickness, the nervousness, the fear, his fight or flight reflex seemed to stick between the two and he was left blushing, confused and stuttering like a moron.

Nnoitra reached down with one hand and cupped Shinji's ass, kneading his fingers slowly into the firm muscle; the tips tickling their way between thin thighs. He grinned at Shinji's sharp intake of breath and brushed his lips gently against the full pair in front of him. He had really missed how responsive Shinji was to him.

"I-I'm tired." Shinji finally managed, leaning forward a bit as more pressure was applied to his ass.

"So?" Nnoitra continued in his low, almost rough voice.

"I need sleep Nnoi." his voice had dropped to a near whisper and his hips titled towards Nnoitra's.

Nnoitra moved his head and licked at the corner of Shinji's mouth. "Mhmm. Kiss me."

Shinji made a noise in the back of his throat and licked his lips. "Make me."

The challenge was taken instantly and Nnoitra closed the last few centimeters between them, slanting his lips over the pair below him. Shinji leaned up into the kiss, the tips of his toes the only thing left touching the ground. Nnoitra held him in place with one hand cupping his ass, and pulled Shinji's body flush with his, delighted when he felt Shinji's hands on his chest, fisting in his shirt. Nnoitra sucked on Shinji's bottom lip before shoving his tongue in an eager mouth, curling and caressing it's partner. Shinji had just started to lift one of his legs, his inner thigh brushing against the top of Nnoitra's, when a throat was cleared behind them.

"See you tomorrow boss." A hard feminine voice called out, no small amount of humor in it.

Shinji pulled away and cleared his throat, taking a deep breath before doing his best to address his employee from within the confines of Nnoitra's grasp.

"G'night, Lisa."

She smirked and waved over her shoulder at the pair as she strode away to her vehicle and Shinji sighed when she was out of earshot.

"I really am tired, Nnoi." he started, looking up at the man who held him tight.

"That's why I said my place'er yers." Nnoitra reminded impatiently. He was a little tired himself but that wasn't going to stop him from fucking Shinji before he passed out for the night. Besides, it was still relatively early yet.

Shinji let out an exasperated sigh and struggled the rest of the way out of Nnoitra's arms.

"My bed is more comfortable." he mumbled before reaching in his pocket for his keys.

Conflict of emotions seemed to be a running theme in his life lately and he was just too tired to deal with any of them right then. It wasn't that he didn't want to spend time with Nnoitra, far from it actually he was quite pleased to see the man, but everything else he brought about whenever they saw each other was just too much. Shinji shut it all down instead of try and deal with it. He was sure Kisuke would have more than a few things to say about that very bad habit they had been trying to expunge from his personality, but he didn't have to see him for a couple days so he'd deal with that when he absolutely needed to.

Nnoitra grinned and walked swiftly to the other side of the car, yanking open the door as soon as it was unlocked and practically throwing himself inside. Shinji rolled his eyes and stuck the key in the ignition, but wasn't allowed to get any further than that. Nnoitra leaned over and quickly caught his lips in another kiss, this time immediately deepening it and causing the smaller man to groan in surprise. Pale hands rose and fingers linked behind Nnoitra's neck as Shinji arched his body out of his seat and kissed back. Nnoitra's hands were everywhere. Shinji shoulders, his back, his chest, his belly, his hips, never ceasing movement and seemingly on a mission to just feel. Shinji gasped, legs parting and body shifting to give better access, as Nnoitra's long fingered hand cupped him through his slacks.

"Nnoi…!" Shinji tired to pull away but stopped at the blunt teeth that were suddenly latched to his ear.

"I ain't done yet." Nnoitra growled before letting go and running his tongue along the edge of Shinji's jaw line.

Shinji's head fell back and hit the window, his protest fizzling away as his brain and body heated. When Nnoitra's cold hand slid under Shinji's sweater he sucked in a breath and closed his eyes. Nnoitra was reaching for something, doing his best not to stop touching the blond as he did so. When finally his hand found the little lever he grinned and yanked on it, pushing on the headrest of the driver's seat as the chair slid back abruptly. Shinji jerked away from him and looked up questioningly. Nnoitra grinned.

"Wrong lever." he said before returning to Shinji's mouth.

At least now they had a bit more room, he thought as he pulled at Shinji's belt. The zipper was yanked open in Nnoitra's haste, not that he cared, and he shifted his weight to reach inside the now loosened slacks. He swallowed Shinji's gasp as his fingers closed around his hardened member and slowly began to slide over him. He'd wanted to do this for so long, ever since his first car ride with the blond after the alley fight. He didn't really care if it was just a jerk session, as long as he got the both of them off before they went back to Shinji's place. He couldn't be assed to care about anything else at the moment.

Shinji moved in the seat again, lifting one of his legs and stretching it out on the other side of Nnoitra's, up against the back of the passenger seat. His other leg dropped heavily to the floor as he shifted his hips and tried to make himself a little more comfortable. He pulled at Nnoitra's hair when teeth pulled at his tongue and shuddered out a sigh when the tip of Nnoitra's pointer finger pressed against the head of his cock. Finally he let go of black locks and reached for Nnoitra's belt, making quick work of the cheap leather and metal buckle. With a flick of his wrist the button fly jeans were opened and he was free to reach in and grab his prize. Not skipping a beat, he did just that; Nnoitra seemed to still only rarely wear underwear.

"A-ah, shit." Nnoitra grit out teeth sinking briefly into Shinji's chin.

His knee was digging into the center console but Shinji's fingers made him overlook the annoying pain. They feathered touches along his shaft and he found himself pausing in his actions to just feel what was being done to him. It tickled almost, at least until Shinji pressed the palm of his hand to the tip and spread the precum over it. His own fingers squeezed gently before he turned his wrist and began to reach even further inside Shinji's pants. He cupped Shinji's testicles and massaged them for a moment before lifting them as much as he could and searching for Shinji's entrance.

Shinji's hips bucked and he moaned as he pressed the pad of his thumb at the underside of the base of Nnoitra's cock. Nnoitra's mouth was back on his and he couldn't breathe but nothing mattered anymore. Not that he had until that point been so tired he hadn't been sure he'd make it home alive. Not that it was still light outside and they were parked in a public garage. Not that very soon other workers would be coming out to their own cars to go home after a long day at work. All he wanted or cared about at that moment was having Nnoitra never stop what he was doing. When a single long digit pierced him he cried out loud enough to be heard outside the car. He gripped Nnoitra's cock and pulled, making the larger man looming over him lose his balance and hit his head on the window.

Nnoitra grunted and Shinji whined. "Sorry."

"This ain't gonna work like this." Nnoitra grumbled, letting go of Shinji's cock in favor on supporting himself on his hip bone.

Shinji sighed irritably and pushed him back into his seat. Nnoitra wasn't given time to complain because Shinji moved with him, lithely maneuvering his legs to straddle Nnoitra's lap. He reached for the side of the seat and pulled, the two falling backwards with a jerk as the seat was lowered abruptly. Nnoitra smiled and pulled Shinji down for another kiss, sliding his hand in the back of Shinji's pants and going directly for his hole once more. Shinji's back arched and he steadied himself with his elbow on the side of the seat next to Nnoitra's free arm as he reached for both of their erections. He wrapped his smooth fingers around them and began to stroke, eliciting a deep, lip biting moan from the man beneath him.

"Yer pretty good at foolin' 'round in a car." he commented and Shinji snorted, burying his face in Nnoitra's neck as he rocked his hips against him.

"Ya ain't the only person I ever slept with ya know. Ain't like I never done this b'fore."

Nnoitra hissed between his teeth and his eye rolled closed when Shinji's hand twisted just a little too rough around the heads of their cocks.

"Yeah well, y'ain't gonna be fuckin' no one else." he grunted, trying to keep the threads of his thoughts together as Shinji rubbed the head of his own dick along the underside of his.

"J-just shut up." Shinji whispered and bucked his hips back into the finger… now fingers invading him.

Nnoitra grinned. "Then ride me bitch."

Shinji pulled back and looked down at him, his eyes almost drugged with lust and his breathing heavy. "But…."

'Ya said y've done this before, right? Show me how talented y'are."

"Tch."

Bait taken, Shinji sat back and twisted his upper body, reaching behind him and opening the glove compartment, pulling something out before turning back to Nnoitra. He held the item, a gold packaged condom, between his pointer and middle fingers and smirked.

"This is all I got fer lube."

"Boy scout."

Shinji rolled his eyes. "I'm just a conscientious gay man's all." he said, ripping the package open with his teeth and, grabbing Nnoitra's cock in one hand, began to slide the condom over him with the other.

It wasn't big enough but they made do, Shinji finally satisfied with his work that he began to wiggle further up into Nnoitra's lap. Nnoitra pulled his hand away from Shinji's ass, grabbing his hips as Shinji pulled his slacks down to expose himself just as much as he needed to. He awkwardly reached behind him and grabbed ahold of the thick member, angling it to his entrance and sitting back slowly. It was a bit of a tight fit at first, the angle affording much more friction that either man was particularly used to, but when Shinji yet again shifted his body and rolled his hips forward both men groaned.

"Fuck, we shouldn't be doin' this." Shinji half muttered as he sat up as best he could, his head angled to the side and one hand reaching for what Ichigo had often referred to as the "Oh shit" handle.

Nnoitra blinked his eye open and sneered a grin at him. "Yer so fuckin' hot when ya do illegal things." he teased.

"F… ah-fuck you." Shinji retorted lamely.

Nnoitra bucked his hips, almost laughing when Shinji's head connected with the roof of the car with a dull thud. "I'm tryin'."

He pulled Shinji's hips forward and pushed him back, pleased when Shinji did his own part by rocking, swiveling, and lifting his hips as well. With his free hand, Shinji reached out to the other chair and gripped the headrest tightly, his eyes screwed shut and his breathing coming out in panting gasps. His cheeks were flushed pink and his bottom lip was held firmly between his teeth.

"Nnng-ah. Nnoi… sh-shit. Ung-ah."

"Fuck yeah."

Nnoitra let go of Shinji's hips and grabbed his head, pulling him down for a rough kiss. Shinji let go of his hand holds and rested his weight on his elbows near Nnoitra. Large hands slid down Shinji's back and Nnoitra shifted his hips, bending his legs. Finally, long fingers curled around narrow hips and Nnoitra bucked as best and as hard as he could up into Shinji. Shinji's hands pulled at the leather jacket Nnoitra was still wearing and he pulled just barely out of the kiss.

"Uhn-oh… fffuh. Ye-… ye-… ffffnnnn-ah."

"Yeah, moan pretty fer me Blondie." Nnoitra purred against Shinji's lips.

"Ahhn. Sh-shut up… and fu-fuck me hard- harder. Uhnn-ah God. Nnoi. Fuc-ungh."

Nnoitra moved his hands further back on Shinji's ass and grabbed his cheeks, spreading and lifting as he did so. Holding Shinji in place Nnoitra slammed his hips upwards, forcing all of himself as deep as he could go. Instead of the scream he was expecting he heard a muffled cry and realized Shinji's big pearly teeth were latched onto the collar of his leather jacket. A brief thought crossed his mind that maybe it was a good idea to always have a gag when they were together, just in case, but all that melted when they found as hard and fast a rhythm as they could. Nnoitra slid easily in and out of the blond, his own eye closed against the overwhelming pleasure everything was bringing him. It wasn't long before he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer and he turned his head, pressing his cheek into the side of Shinji's who was still gnawing at the leather.

"Ready?" he asked in a pant.

All Shinji could offer was a weak nod as he shifted and reached for his own cock. It was over too fast, a few quick pumps of Shinji's cock and he spasmed tight around Nnoitra, milking an orgasm from the larger man as he rode out his own. Shinji's body melted into Nnoitra's, his teeth finally unlatching from leather and spread feather light kisses over the pounding pulse in Nnoitra's neck. After a moment Nnoitra chuckled and kissed the side of Shinji's head.

"Shit, I was just gonna jerk you off." he teased, laughing a little when Shinji snorted.

He wasn't given the time to retort though when there was a sharp tapping at the driver's side window. Shinji stiffened and looked over with wide eyes to see a not so pleased police man staring inside the car. Eyes widened and mouth dropped open, the only action at first, before Shinji moved.

"Fuck." Shinji pulled away from Nnoitra and started to pull up his pants.

It was then that Nnoitra saw the cop and instantly his defenses were up. He didn't do well with law enforcement, never had, and he wasn't exactly sure if he had anything outstanding waiting for him. A slow boil of panic was bubbling up in his stomach, burning off the edges of pleasure and sitting heavy. Panic was quickly replaced with anger. Anger, he could deal with; panic scared the shit out of Nnoitra. "The fuck you gonna do?" he asked quietly, trying to calm himself. He didn't like jail. Not one fucking bit.

"I'm gonna to go talk us out of goin' to prison, asshole."

"This ain't exactly my first offense ya know." Nnoitra unnecessarily reminded Shinji.

"Shut up and let me do what I gotta do."

With that Shinji zipped up his pants and opened the passenger door, reaching for something in the center console before smoothing down his hair a bit and standing to adjust his clothes. Nnoitra pulled the condom off and rearranged himself before righting the chair and looking back out the window from a slumped position. As Nnoitra watched, the door having been slammed in his face so he wasn't able to hear much of anything, Shinji bowed deeply and began, or so Nnoitra figured, to apologize. The police officer spoke and Shinji's upper body rose, his back stiff. He could only see the officer's face and could tell that Shinji was the one doing the talking because of the expression there. Suddenly Shinji's body language changed subtly and the eyes in front of him widened marginally. Nnoitra frowned. He was sure things weren't taking as long as they seemed to be, and it was hell just waiting around for someone else to all the work, but it seemed hours had passed.

And then the officer laughed. Nnoitra looked up sharply and watched Shinji flip some of his hair back over his shoulder before bending to write something on a slip of paper. Once finished he handed the paper, which looked like a business card, and the pen he had used back to the officer and bowed low once more. The officer smiled and they parted ways, Shinji slowly back to the car and the officer slowly off to finish his shift. Shinji opened the door casually and slipped inside, mechanically buckling and turning the vehicle on. He ignored Nnoitra's frowning confusion as he drove out of the parking garage and started off in the direction of his home.

"The fuck was that?" Nnoitra suddenly shouted, not really certain why he was shouting.

"Ya think I haven't ever had to talk my way outta things before?" Shinji asked incredulously, keeping his eyes on the road.

"The fuck'd ya say ta get outta that?" In all actuality Nnoitra was impressed. Sure he was irritated that it had happened, irritated that he had just sat back and watched from the sidelines, and irritated that Shinji seemed rather calm about everything. But he was definitely impressed.

"Ain't exactly like it's my first offense either." Shinji mumbled quietly and Nnoitra's eye widened.

"You been ta jail?"

Shinji smirked and slowed for a red light. "I told you about that Nnoi."

Nnoitra shook his head. "Nuh-uh."

After a deep sigh Shinji reminded Nnoitra of one of his ex-boyfriends, a story he knew for a fact he had told the older man. The one that had gotten off on making Shinji strip and tying him up only to leave him helpless in a public bathroom. He'd been seventeen at the time and was so sure that he had been in love. That's why he'd done it, or let it be done rather. Shaking himself out of the memory he sighed.

"Anyway, I got more than one indecent exposure charge on my record and I don't know how many I've been able ta talk myself outt'a but I know fer sure the next one I go to jail. Fuck that shit."

Nnoitra smirked and shook his head. "The fuck you say ta him to make him leave?"

Shinji sighed. "Thirty nights free at the club, tips not included, and one bottle of champagne each night to a table of his choice. May not sound like much but… it's more than a cop could ever afford." It was his turn to smirk as they turned a corner. "Yumi is gonna kill me."

"Remember Tatsuki?" Ichigo asked as he helped Shinji clean up the abandoned club.

"The lesbian?" Shinji asked, upending a dust pan into a trash can.

It was Tuesday morning and Ichigo had agreed to meet Shinji at the old club to help with cleanup and just hang out for a few hours. They didn't get to do this often enough anymore, what with their schedules being so different, and it was nice to be able just to be with his friend. Shinji still hadn't told him every detail of what was planned for the big bash he was planning for Halloween, but since they were fixing up Wank he thought he had a rather good idea about it. He wasn't sure if it was a good feeling or a bad one though.

"She's not a lesbian."

Shinji snorted. "Oh, yes she is. Ya don't remember that really big titted girl she used to hang around all the time? Ya know, the overly happy and kinda stupid one?"

"Whatever. Anyway, I ran into her at the hospital yesterday."

Actually what had really happened was she had attacked him, throwing a hard punch to his shoulder that had left his arm feeling numb for at least fifteen minutes.

"Ichigo Kurosaki!" That had been his only warning before hand and he had grabbed his arm, trying desperately not to cry out at the sudden pain. They didn't need even more noise in the emergency room that day.

"T-tatsuki?"

"Where the hell have you been? We graduate and you disappear off the face of the earth? What the hell?"

He hadn't seen Tatsuki since graduation and felt a stab of regret at that. She had gone off for some fighting thing and he had moved out and started working at the club. If he were honest he would have to admit that he had sort of forgotten about her in all the chaos that followed high school. It made him feel like a total asshole. She seemed to be in a hurry and Ichigo himself had more rounds to make, so they exchanged cards and agreed to meet Wednesday for lunch.

"Oh that's gonna cause problems." Shinji said as he moved a heavy wooden table out of his way.

"What are you talking about?" he asked with a scowl.

"Ya think yer man is just gonna sit back and not say anything about ya basically havin' a date?"

Ichigo rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "Don't be stupid. Grimmjow is more mature than that." Even he could sense the doubt in his voice. He hadn't really thought about how Grimmjow would react to the idea of him meeting a woman for lunch. He may think nothing of it, but Grimmjow was another story completely.

"Whatever." he grumbled before setting back to work. "Okay your turn. What the hell is going on with you? What happened with Nnoitra?"

Shinji turned away just in time to hide his blush and cleared his throat. "We decided to try again." he said plainly.

"Why?" Ichigo asked incredulously. "After everything that happened you're just gonna take him back like that?"

Shinji sighed. "Well, it's a bit more complicated than that. Basically, it's my fault that he left."

"Don't start that shit again, Shin!" Ichigo suddenly roared. He'd watched Shinji tear himself up over that too many times to let him do it again. "And if he…."

"Let me finish baka!" They were both silent a moment before he continued. "So long story short, Nnoi told me he loved me and I freaked out and left the house. He thought it was rejection and took a job for his boss. That's why he left."

That had been easier to say than he thought it would be, but it still left a heavy dead feeling in his chest to admit to it. Ichigo just stared at him for a moment before dropping his shoulders and walking over to his friend. He pulled Shinji close for a tight, manly hug, that went soft almost as soon as it started. Shinji rested his head on Ichigo's shoulder and sighed.

"Idiot." Ichigo muttered and Shinji snorted, a small smile creeping to his lips.

"Yeah." He agreed.

They stayed like that a moment before Ichigo finally pulled away and cleared his throat.

"So you find out what happened to him yet?" he asked to distract from the earlier conversation.

Shinji shook his head. "There really hasn't been too much time for talk since we…. No. We haven't talked much." his grin was wide and Ichigo didn't have to see it to know it was there.

"Aren't you curious?"

"Hell yeah I'm curious. But if it were gonna be an easy story Nnoi'd'a told me about it by now. Ya know how he loves his stories." Ichigo snorted and Shinji continued. "I'mma hafta ease inta this one."

"Yeah well when you two quit fucking like animals it might be a good idea to talk." he shook his head and looked up at Shinji, his brown eyes full of concern. "Shin, you sure about this?"

Shinji smiled. "As sure as I ever am." he replied quietly, pushing back that dread and panic as it tried to take him over yet again.

Ichigo slapped Shinji's arm and smirked. "That isn't exactly refreshing."

They stared at each other a moment before laughing and getting back to work. The club hadn't been sitting long but it was still very dirty. Neither man was sure yet just how to feel about everything that was going on in their lives at the moment. Ichigo was worried for his friend, still uncertain about where he wanted to take his career, worried about Grimmjow's job and whether he would go back to the office any time soon. Worried then about what was going to happen with the kids. His list could go on forever. Shinji, on the other hand was scared of what questions the next day would bring. He was meeting with Kisuke for their regularly scheduled appointment and had a feeling that all the things he was currently avoiding were going to catch up to him then. He shook off the thoughts and got back to cleaning. They still had a quite a bit to do before they were even close to finished.

A/N YAY! Finally! lol, sorry about the wait but damn things have been kinda hectic lately. Anyway, I have news!

For those of you that don't have me author alerted, I have a new short story out that is based in the SBB 'verse. It contains two short snipets of Grimm and Ichi as fathers and the kids when they area bit older. I did a drabble challenge over at y!gallery and that's why I did it. More drabble type stories as available. it's cute and you all should read it if you haven't already. It's called, Pages from the Book of Firsts.

Also, my stories now officially have a fanclub! And it's already got more members than I thought it would ;p Anyway, hop on over to my profile page for the link and sign on up for a membership! It's free~~!

Okay, enough of that. I'm a little worn out now and OMG so hungry. I'll try and update soon but I'm not sure what will come out first. SG, TF, or a drabble. It'll definitely be one of those, lol.

Hope you all enjoyed it!

~Penny