Mimic

Part X

Author's note : Yeah, I definitely feel a lemon coming on. Its gonna be a good one, too. So if man sex makes you squeamish, you might want to skip the next few chapters. And for those of you looking for Ichigo X Renji... it is coming, but not for a little while. But I promise, it will.

Disclaimer : I still don't own Bleach...

Last Chapter * Rikichi looked down at Byakuya with a look of horror before heaved himself to his feet and fled the room. Byakuya just lay where he had been pushed, hating himself for allowing himself to be put in this position once again.*

Rikichi ran for home faster than he would ever had thought possible. Out of breath and drenched from the rain, Rikichi slammed his door shut and locked it.

What was Kuchiki taicho thinking? It had been so sudden, there had been no warning. Rikichi wondered if he had been leading the captain on somehow... It had scared Rikichi when Kuchiki had pounced on him. The fiery hot look in his eyes, combined by the way Rikichi had been completely dominated with only a few simple movements, did not help ease his fear at all. But what terrified him the most is that he had wanted to submit to him so badly. He had wanted to let Byakuya keep kissing him like that, wanted so badly for Byakuya to dominate him, to own him. He wanted to have sex with Kuchiki Byakuya.

Just thinking about it was working Rikichi up into a sweat. It was horrifying him more than all the hollows he had faced combined. And yet, somewhere in the depths of his mind, the question radiated out. Why hadn't he let Kuchiki continue? Why hadn't he stayed? Why did he run? Why was he so scared?

Rikichi couldn't answer those questions. It was coming very obvious to Rikichi that he was at least bisexual, if not completely gay. A female had never excited him even half as much as his recent thoughts about men did. He was prepared to accept that. It was also obvious that Kuchiki had some form of attraction towards him. Rikichi wouldn't deny that he had looked twice at his captain quite a few times in the last few weeks either.

It began to dawn on Rikichi that he had just done precisely what Renji had done before, turned Kuchiki down without giving him a chance. He wondered if it was too late to take it back. He flung on a cloak over his already wet robes and forced open the door. He was not Renji. And he would prove it.


He had no idea where the Kuchiki manor was, only the general direction that it might be in. When he came to the fork in the road that divided South-west Seireitei, where Rikichi lived, from South Seireitei, where most noble families lived, he sighed with relief. Kuchiki had said before that he lived this way, the night he walked Rikichi home from the forest. Rikichi ran down the brick road, ignoring the pelting rain.

When he came up to a large, pristine white building, Rikichi knew he had found the right place. From the many sakura trees swaying in the front yard to the well tended rock garden and pool at the side of the house, the estate screamed of the name Kuchiki. He vaulted over the gate and raced up the walkway to the front door.
Rikichi began to bang on it with incredible furosity, not even stopping when he heard footsteps padding down the hallway towards him. When a weary looking Byakuya yanked open the door, he was not expecting his fukutaicho to fall into his arms.

“Rikichi?”

“Taicho.... gomen.... nasai...”

Rikichi was soaked to the bone, and chilled from the wind. Not only that, but he was quite out of breath. Kuchiki manuvered the boy into his home, and shut the door.

“Rikichi, I don't know why you're here right now, but it is a miserable night, so you'd better have a good excuse. And I'll let you tell it to me, as soon as you have a bath and change out of those clothes.”

Too winded to respond, Rikichi nodded and followed the captain to his feudal style bathroom. A servant met them at the door, and was directed by Kuchiki to start a bath. Rikichi was amazed to find that Kuchiki's bathroom was roughly the size of half of Rikichi's house. Gorgeous dark wood from floor to ceiling, with a large, square, raised bathtub. The tub was soon filled, and sweet smelling salts were added. Byakuya turned to leave as Rikichi began to undress.

“Just leave your clothing where it falls, a servant will come in after to pick it up. I'll leave a yukata outside the door.”

“Thank you, taicho.”

Kuchiki slid the door shut behind him and went off to his dressing room to find a yukata for his fukutaicho to wear.

Rikichi stepped into the water, scalding his skin slightly. It was filled to the brim, so it cam up to about Rikichi's waist level. He sat on one of the benches lining the tub and leaned his head back, submerging his hair in water. It was very relaxing, with all the salts and the hot water. However, Rikichi could not stay in for long. He needed to speak to Byakuya, and plus, the water was burning his skin a little. After about a quarter hour of soaking, Rikichi decided that he'd had enough. He rose from the water, steam eminating from his reddened skin. Grabbing a nearby towel, he dabbed the water off his body and rustled it over his hair in an attempt to dry it somewhat.

As Kuchiki had said, a yukata waited for him outside the door. It was midnight blue in color, with a white belt to tie it shut. He threw it on almost carelessly, leaving it halfway undone, unknowingly showing off his chest once again.

Rikichi set off at once to find his taicho, wherever he might be, and also to take in as much of the exquisite house as he possibly could before he got caught. It turned out that he didn't get to see much, Kuchiki met him coming down the hall and shoved a cup of hot tea into his hand.

“Drink it. You need to keep warm.”

“Ah. Thanks. Taicho, can we talk?”

Kuchiki nodded and walked a little further down the hall before turning and entering a beautifully plain sitting room. Following Kuchiki taicho's lead, Rikichi seated himself next to the beautiful man on a pile of soft zabuton in the corner of the room. An air of unwelcome quietness settled over the two. It was several minutes before Rikichi spoke.

“I'm sorry, Kuchiki taicho. I just wasn't ready. I've had a lot on my mind recently, especially in regards to things relevant to what occurred today. I had to come to terms with a few things first. I'm very sorry for pushing you away like that. Especially after what you had just told about Renji.”

“I was drunk. It may not be an excuse for what I did, but I am the one who should apologize. You were not in the wrong, Rikichi.”

“Are you drunk now?”

“Unfortunately, no.”

“Do you still want to kiss me?”

“I'm not answering that, Rikichi.”

Rikichi reached up and placed his face on Kuchiki's cheek, much like the taicho had done to him hours earlier. Closing his eyes, he leaned in, and with a virgin's shyness planted his lips on Byakuya's. Byakuya was very unsure of what to do. It had been a very long time since someone had advanced on him in such a way. He allowed his arms to encircle Rikichi, pulling him closer. Rikichi, eyes still closed, smiled and shifted his weight so he was nearly sitting in Kuchiki's lap.

Neither was sure of who deepened the kiss, or when it happened, but it was not long before their tongues were caressing and exploring each other's mouths. Rikichi's hand began to wander as his taicho gently kissed down his neck, enticing gasps and small moans all the way. Shy and inexperienced, his hand traveled to the hem of Kuchiki's robe, and waited there patiently. Byakuya smirked as he noted the boy's obvious shyness, and dropped his shoulder, letting the robe fall off one side. He began to kiss the line of the boy's collarbone, and place kiss after kiss along the hem of Rikichi's loose yukata. He was already at the belt line when someone gasped behind them. Reiatsu flared as a half-shirtless byakuya sat up and glared at the poor intruding servant.

“G-Gomen Kuchiki-sama... I didn't know you were in here...”

“Leave. Now.”

The boy turned and fled, and Rikichi tried to pull Byakuya back towards him. He was met with resistance. Kuchiki looked him square in the eye, his own burning with the lust he felt for the young fukutaicho.

“Rikichi, if you want to continue this, we will need to find a more private area. If you do not, your room for the night is down the hall.”

“Where is your room, taicho? I want to go there.”

Byakuya looked down at Rikichi, admiring the look of innocent longing portrayed in his handsome face. He scooped the boy up in one motion, and not even bothering to straighten his robes, he flash stepped his way to his own bedroom.

Rikichi quickly found himself lying on a very comfortable futon in a very elegant bed room. Byakuya lowered himself on top of the boy, and they continued to ravish each other with blazing kisses and fiery touches. Rikichi forgot himself in the moment, flipping the silken haired taicho over and pulling Byakuya's yukata clean off his shoulders, so it was only held on by the tie encircling his waist. Hands ravished Byakuya's sculpted chest, all while the boy placed delicate but powerful kisses along the toning of his impressive abs. Byakuya had never experienced anything so passionate, or arousing, in all his life. It was all he could do not to bend the boy over and take him right then. Instead he lay quiet and allowed the boy to continue his ministrations.

It was not long before Rikichi's kisses led to the tight belt tied around Byakuya. He placed kisses along the hem line, but hesitated before allowing his hand to drift to the tie. Looking at Byakuya questionably, he fingered the string that held the tie. Once he received the lustful taicho's nod, he pulled, and Byakuya's robes parted and slid off his body, revealing his prominent erection.

Rikichi took firm hold of Byakuya's manhood and began to pump vigorously. Gasps eminated from Byakuya, and Rikichi began to massage his balls as well. Byakyua's hand gently took hold of Rikichi's hair, and he guided the boy's head downwards, towards the tip of his erection. Rikichi was a little unsure of what exactly to do, but took the head into his mouth anyways. It was not long before he caught on that if he took Byakuya in far enough, he would moan, if he sucked a certain way, he would arch his back in an almost unnatural way, if he caressed it with his tongue with a particular manner, Byakuya would even curl his toes and utter incomprehensible remarks through gritted teeth.

A hand on Rikichi's shoulder, pushing him away, stopped him from continuing any further. A lustful Byakuya was on his knees, ocean blue eyes glinting in the dim light from the window. A thin layer of sweat clung to his skin, and his hair hung in clumps about his shoulders, shielding one half of his face. He shoved Rikichi backwards onto the futon and straddled him.

“T-Taicho...”

Byakuya covered Rikichi's mouth with his hand, with the other he reached for a small vial of hand cream that was routinely placed, along with a basket of other assorted creams and lotions, next to Byakuya's futon each night. Byakuya untied Rikichi's belt with expertise, and pulled the robe from the boy in a single, swift motion. He leaned back, still straddling the boy, to admire his work. Rikichi had an impressive body, and in the moonlight he looked absolutely delicious, all sprawled out on Byakuya's bed like a virgin waiting to be taken for the first time. Well, Byakuya thought, that was precisely what Rikichi was.

Byakuya spent a little time tracing each and every outline of muscle on Rikichi's torso, hand still covering the boy's mouth so he couldn't make any noise. Rikichi gasped and moaned into Byakuya's hand, madly undulating his hips and desperately wishing that his hands weren't pinned underneath Byakuya's knees. Byakuya nipped and sucked at the tender skin on Rikichi's body until Rikichi bit his hand in frustration. Hissing at the pain, Byakuya withdrew his hand.

“Stay still koso.”

“Taicho... please.... do something...”

Byakuya couldn't handle anymore. The arousal in Rikichi's voice and the way he struggled beneath him were far too enticing. It was pushing Byakuya over the edge of self control. He smoothed some of the contents of the hand cream vial onto his hands and coated his member. Hoisting Rikichi's legs and placing them on his shoulders, Byakuya thrust a lubricated finger into Rikichi's tight entrance. The boy grimaced in pain, and for a moment Byakuya nearly stopped. Then he inserted a second finger. Rikichi yelped as the pain shot through his lower back.

“Hush Rikichi, the pain will go away soon. And I have to do this or it'll hurt any more when we start.”

Using a light scissoring motion, Byakuya began to loosen up the incredible tight entrance. The boy stopped squirming after a moment or so, and Byakuya took it as a sign that he was ready. Throbbing in his stiff cock told him that he was ready as well. Rikichi attempted to roll over, but Byakuya stopped him.

“But taicho... aren't we gonna...”

“I'm going to take you this way, Rikichi. I want to watch your face while I make love to you. Now, relax or it will really hurt.”

“Taicho....”

Byakuya adjusted his position again and lowered himself onto the boy. The heat eminating from the boy was difficult to ignore, but Byakuya somehow managed to pause when the tip of his dick reached his entrance. He began to kiss Rikichi, and gasped into his mouth as he took his innocence. The incredible feel of the boy , both from tightness and blazing heat, made it difficult for Byakuya to stop once he was inside. Sheathed completely in Rikichi, Byakuya patiently kissed him as he waited for the boy to adjust. Tears ran down from Rikichi's closed eyes, but he didn't make a sound, and didn't stop grasping onto Byakuya's broad shoulders. Soon, Rikichi felt the pain begin to fade to a manageable level, and he moved his grip lower, to Byakuya's hips. Grasping them, Rikichi began to push and pull, causing the captain to thrust into him. Byakuya took the hint, and forced himself in and out of Rikichi's muscular body, over and over. Each thrust was accompanied by a sharp moan from Rikichi, and a throaty murmur from Byakuya. Byakuya groaned in his ecstasy when Rikichi began to move against him, thrusting his hips downwards and onto Byakuya's dick.

Over and over they repeated the same motion, their sweaty skin twinkling as the moonlight danced across it, crying their passion out into the night. Rikichi twisted and thrashed wildly when Byakuya found his prostate, and began to push himself into it with each and every thrust.

“Oh god, taicho...”

“Oh, oh Rikichi, you're so tight... so warm...”

Begging to be taken harder, Rikichi dug his nails into Byakuya's delicate skin, drawing blood. Byakuya barely noticed, and continued to shove himself into the boy.

“Harder, Byakuya... just a bit harder....”

One of Rikichi's hands snaked around his arousal and started to pump in a vigorous motion. It was apparent that neither the boy or the taicho would last much longer...

Rikichi arched his back and screamed Byakuya's name as a spray of cum jetted across his stomach. Byakuya himself was about to lose it, and feeling Rikichi clench around him, already so tight, sent him over the edge. He buried himself deep in Rikichi. Digging his nails into the boy's thighs, Byakuya released deep inside of Rikichi, kissing him passionately as he did. A few thrusts later, Byakuya had completely emptied himself in Rikichi, and the boy's moaning had subsided.

They held each other for a while, chests heaving from their incredible orgasms and throats scratchy from their incessant moaning. When Byakuya finally pulled out, Rikichi groaned from the ache of his legs, and then again when he stretched out and discovered the pain of being plundered in such a manner. Byakuya busied himself by hurrying off to the bathroom and returned with a damp cloth and a spare set of sheets. Once both men were cleaned and the stained sheets were changed, they languidly stretched out against one another, bodies parallel and comfortable. As Byakuya's arms held Rikichi to him, he felt exhaustion take over. Rikichi however, was not tired in the slightest.

“Thank you, Byakuya.”

Byakuya opened an eye and gritted his teeth. He badly wanted sleep.

“Go to sleep, fukutaicho, or I will make you train in the morning.”

A silent Rikichi chose to listen to the falling rain outside instead of pestering his tired Byakuya further.

Author's Note (again) : To Solaris : Thanks so much for the kind review, (god i love getting reviews) and until a random fantasy/pairing one day, I had no idea Byakuya could fall for rikichi either! lol

Thanks again to Brightside, Yaoi is in the Air, samalexa, and wakazashi girl for more reviews :D You guys are what keep me going!