Giving Grace

Shuuhei smiles at that and lowers his voice. "Like I do before a battle."



Jyuushiro's breath catches at the words. The young man's intent is clear, even with his furled reiatsu, he can feel it pulsing through the other man's power, and Jyuushiro's eyes light with lust. Battle lust or sexual lust, it all blends together with the rush that tightens Jyuushiro's muscles and makes his blood flow faster. With his complexion it's easy to catch the fact that the white-haired Captain is blushing.



Shuuhei leans back and retrieves his cup. He watches the pink spread over the older man’s cheeks and mentally pats himself on the back. The blush is very alluring, and Shuuhei isn’t surprised he’s turned on watching the powerful man before him flustered. Before he can comment, Aya glides up to their table to serve them their food. Shuuhei eyes the size of the meal Ukitake has ordered for himself, but says nothing. He quietly thanks the pretty girl before she nods and returns to the kitchen.



"Itadaki-masu" he says smirking.



"Itadaki-masu," Jyuushiro echoes. He sighs with happiness at the food before him. He gets his chopsticks and starts to dig into the dozens of things in his clay pot filled with broth, meat, and vegetables. The paper-thin slices of beef, the glass noodles, the spinach, and tofu he dips into a bowl with raw egg and he eats them neatly and quickly. He smiles at Shuuhei, "Thank you for the recommendation. This should be about enough."



Shuuhei chews his beef and asks in a soft voice. “So… what you were talking about earlier… having the courage to trust someone with… everything…” The younger man falters, worried his question might be to forward. “Does that mean… have you… um…”



Jyuushiro smiles softly in amusement as he pauses to bring his chopsticks to his mouth. “Have I what, Hisagi Fukutaichou?”



Shuuhei swallows and rubs the back of his neck. “Have you ever let someone dominate you, Ukitake-taichou? Take control… of you?”



Jyuushiro finishes his mouthful and frowns just a little. "I have trusted someone with complete power over my body, but the last time was nearly... fifty years ago? I also enjoy having someone entrust themselves to me, and it's... oddly easier to find someone that wants to lay themselves at my feet than someone who would take responsibility for... taking me."



Shuuhei nods. "I agree... I'm not sure I could... well... actually I have no idea." He lets his hand rest on the table and avoids the Captain's eyes. He feels the need to look away as thoughts of the white-haired Captain, bound and begging flash through his mind unbidden.



Jyuushiro watches the younger man. "Which are you agreeing with? And what are you not sure of? You have, so far, come across as a very confident young man who has a good feeling for what he likes and wants."



Shuuhei sets down his chopsticks and laces his fingers together below his chin. “I am confident… with things I’m familiar with. And I know what I want,” at this, the younger man fixes Ukitake with a meaningful look. Dark eyes shining, he continues. “I’m agreeing to your comment about how it’s easier to find someone that wants to lay themselves at your feet. That image in my head…



Shuuhei shivers and closes his eyes. Another thought also unbidden, of the Captain above him, ropes in his hands, pushes its way into Shuuhei’s head. Ukitake smiles down at him. The Captain would tie him to the bed. The burn of the restraints against his flesh would feel exquisite. The feeling of being helpless as white hair fell around him… Being told what to do… Gods… But then having the older man spread before him… just open and aching to be taken…



Fuck… He needs to stop thinking of the Captain in such a provocative way immediately; it was giving off the wrong impression. Ukitake is going to think him unsure when really he’s just lusting after him. It’s disrespectful anyway…Shuuhei takes a deep breath to calm himself and mumbles against his fingers. “But I know nothing about all of this, so how could I know which I would like?



Jyuushiro blushes even more at the look and at the sheer desire he can sense through the other's reiatsu. He listens to the rest and shakes his head a little at the last thing Shuuhei says. "Are you trying to tell me that you really don't know? What do you feel at the thought of having me willing and helpless?"



Gods above, I want to take you right here on this table… Trembling, Shuuhei opens his eyes and looks at Ukitake under heavy lids. “You want a straight answer to that question?”



Jyuushiro nods, "Please."



Shuuhei places his hands on the table and once again leans in toward the Captain. He lowers his voice and brings his lips as close to the older man’s ear as he can. “Just the thought of you at my mercy, Ukitake-taichou… makes me want to climb over this table and fuck you in front of all these people. The image of my hands tangled in your hair makes my heart pound. I think if you let me bite that pretty white skin of yours… I’d come right here on the spot.”



Jyuushiro leans forward at the feather soft breath of that deep voice near his ear. His head tilts up and just a little away from Shuuhei as the words sink in, exposing just a little more of his throat.



The vice Captain slowly pulls away to look into the older man’s eyes. “But what I don’t understand… is that it makes me just as hot to imagine what you might do to me if I gave myself to you…”



Jyuushiro relaxes back just a bit as Shuuhei pulls away, and he meets the look. He swallows and then smiles gently. "Perhaps it might be because you have some feeling for how much intent I would put behind pleasuring you if you did?"



Shuuhei's breath hitched. "Yeah... that could be it."



Jyuushiro takes a very deep breath and lets it out slowly, "And I usually take these conversations into public places so that they won't affect me quite as deeply as in a bedroom." He grins a little wryly. "Hisagi-fukutaichou, you are very good at scrambling my thought processes."



The grin spreads before Shuuhei can stop it. "I try, Ukitake-taichou..."



Jyuushiro laughs, "You do. You've even distracted me from my food."



Shuuhei slides back to a sitting position and picks up his chopsticks. He continues to smile, but says nothing. He takes small bites, not really tasting the food, enjoying just watching the Captain sitting across from him.



Jyuushiro's heart is pounding and he takes the space Shuuhei lends him and he eats, now, more methodically than usual. Feeding the furnace of reiatsu that he banks against his disease. The food is good, and some part of him does enjoy that; but he's also thinking furiously about what to ask, what to do with this... treasure trove that is his to open for the first time.



Swallowing a mouthful and taking a quick sip of tea, Shuuhei tilts his head slightly. “What are you thinking about, Ukitake-taichou?”



Jyuushiro starts a little, obviously knocked off the rails of his internal train of thought. He snorts a small laugh, finishes the mouthful of food he's working on and with a small sigh he says, "I'm trying to figure out the fastest way to find out what intrigues you enough to try and how to tell you, as quickly as I can, about what I know affects me, both positive and negative, so you have enough to work with on at least... starting to explore things together."



Shuuhei shifts in his seat. His hakama is becoming increasingly uncomfortable as his erection presses against the folds of fabric. "Why don't you tell me some things that you like. I wouldn't even know where to start."



Jyuushiro's eyes widen a little and he puffs another small laugh. "Very well asked. I really like bondage, being able to lay every power I have aside for a while, and not worry about having to do anything. I like a mild level of pain, getting flogged is pleasurable, anything above that and I'm..." He shrugs a little. "I like someone playing with my hair, a little pulling will get you a lot. Bites and some pinching is often really, really good."



Shuuhei almost drops his chopsticks when the Captain mentioned hair-pulling. He tries to regroup and swallows hard. "Biting and pinching where?"



"Soft flesh, throat, inner thighs, lower flesh of the arms... nipples. Hm... not the balls or cock, thank you. Oh. Ears! I like the feeling of teeth edge nearly anywhere... but pressure where I've said. Hm. Nipple clamps work really well. I don't like the... uhm... punishment aspect of spanking, but... if there isn't any of that, hard slaps on the ass work even better than a flogger,"



Jyuushiro frowns. "I've probably left something out, but... is that a good enough start?"



Shuuhei clenches his knee in a death grip beneath the table-top. He blinks once, his head spinning. He thinks back to a time with Abarai, when he had taken the red head from behind and bit down hard on his back. Renji had cried out and arched so hard beneath him, that Shuuhei had thought the other man’s spine was going to snap. That feeling of Renji shaking, convulsing so hard around him, had been so intense and erotic, that Shuuhei had responded with an orgasm hard enough to cause him to black out. Maybe Ukitake would like that?



"How about your back, Taichou?” He asks. “You ever been bitten on your back?"



Jyuushiro takes a few bites, thinking. "Well, not that I remember, but that would probably work on me as well. We should try that."



Shuuhei nods. He takes a few minutes to calm the raging storm of lust forming inside himself before chuckling softly. "You talk about this like its some kind of business deal."



Jyuushiro sits up just a little straighter at that. And then he nods, "Well... yes. I think it's the curiosity and consent part of all this. If my safety or life is on the line, I need to know that if I give myself to you that you will know the limits of my consent and not overstep them. Which, I guess, brings us to the traditional second question, which is what I wish you to not do."



"Traditional second question?" Shuuhei raises an eyebrow.



Jyuushiro uses his chopsticks to tick the points off the fingers of his other hand, "My traditional questions are "What do you want?", "What do you not want done to you?", "Are there things you're willing to explore with me?", "Are there limits on the relationship?", and "Logistics". I think I've always heard the first two in a negotiation, mine vary because of my experiences."



Shuuhei's face suddenly goes beet red and he looks at his hands. "Well, I know what I don't want..."



Jyuushiro stops eating to watch Shuuhei and listen.



Shuuhei leans forward once again and whispers softly. "I once went home with this guy from Sixth Division and he kept trying to get me to um..." Shuuhei looks down at the table and scratches furiously at his jaw. "He kept trying to get me to shit on him. I don't like that kind of stuff. I know sex is naturally messy, but... come on."



Jyuushiro shudders just enough to let Shuuhei see. "Uhm. Yes. Scat play. I have no desire to even come close to that."



"Holy sh-... there's a name for it?" The vice Captain asked incredulously.



Jyuushiro nods and grins wryly, "It makes for a quick and easy way to avoid the situation you found yourself in. Negotiate. Ask and answer. If that guy had told me he wanted scat play, I could just say no and that would have been that... sometimes there's power in names."



Shaking his head, Shuuhei settles back down in his seat. "Okay, negotiation is good...” He absently picks up his chopsticks and slips strips of beef in his mouth. “As to the limits to the relationship… obviously I’m not asking for anything serious… I’m just curious.”



Jyuushiro nods at that.



Shuuhei scrapes the last bit of rice from his bowl into his mouth and sets his dishes aside. He folds his arms and rests against the table. He looks at Ukitake evenly. “What I’d like… Well, I would like you to teach me, Ukitake-taichou, and I think I can say truthfully, that I’m willing to try whatever you want to show me.”



Jyuushiro looks a little pensive. "Then, please, Hisagi-fukutaichou, ask me the questions. I would like most of all to entrust myself to you. So it would be good to know if you've learned that lesson."



Shuuhei licks his lips as his mouth runs dry. He can’t believe this is happening. This beautiful Captain is going to let him tie him up, take control of his body… he’s going to give himself over to the younger man fully… Shuuhei feels the excitement and the tiny shivers return to the skin of his back



"What do you want from me, Ukitake-taichou?"



Jyuushiro breathing grows a little tighter when he hears the question as stated, "Your strength, your respect, your desire, your body against mine..."



Shuuhei outwardly doesn't waver, even though inside he is screaming with anticipation. "What don't you want? Ukitake-taichou."



Jyuushiro's eyes close, "Humiliation of any kind. Scat, as I've said, or urine. Any blood letting as it's too soon for that, yet. I do not wish to be tested by command, plays of dominance as they come too close to humiliation for me. I will not obey. I will, however, give consent to requests."



Shuuhei closes his mouth to stop a flood of incongruous questions. Instead he just nods and lowers his eyes. “You don’t have to worry about any kind of humiliation from me, Taichou. I would never do that to you.”



Jyuushiro shivers from head to toe, and he bows his head a little, "Thank you, Fukutaichou. I am... glad of that."



The younger man raises his eyes again and smiles softly. “Your third question: what do you want to explore… It’s very vague, Ukitake-taichou. I don’t feel qualified to ask it…”



Jyuushiro takes a long breath and opens his eyes to see that soft smile. He smiles back, as open as when he first greeted the young man. "Excellent comment. As I stated it, it is vague. It's my shorthand to make sure that I ask about what a bottom wishes to try, but since they have no experience with it, then they do not know how they're going to react. Like when you asked me about getting bites on my back. I do not know, so when you try it, you're going to have to test my reactions to see if it is working for me or not before either continuing with it or abandoning it. Does that make more sense?"



Shuuhei nods. "Yes it does, Ukitake-taichou... But you know what you want to try. So why don't I instead of asking what you're willing to explore with me... why don't I ask what you're willing to teach me... What you're willing to teach me to do to you..."



Jyuushiro nods, "Fair enough. I'm willing to teach you bondage, how to do it safely. I'm willing to teach you how to apply certain tools of pain, if you wish. How to help me take the measure of my limits, and what it feels like to have sex with someone who is at their limit." He finishes the last of his sukiyaki at this point and sighs happily as he digs into his chiwanmushi.



Shuuhei blinks, momentarily distracted by the Captain’s substantial appetite. "Are you going to eat all of that?"



Jyuushiro nods and finishes his mouthful of savory custard with seafood, "Of course, it's settling on my stomach and it's quite good. I like the lotus seed at the bottom."



Shuuhei can't help but smile. "But where do you fit it?"



Jyuushiro touches his chest, "Mostly in here. My reiatsu holds back my disease. I'm not contagious because I'm burning a great deal of soul energy to keep it so. High reiatsu use makes it so that I need to eat a lot to maintain it."



Shuuhei sits up abruptly. "Dis... You burn reiatsu to keep..." Flustered, Shuuhei's cheeks turn pink once again. "This might seem a stupid question, given the topic we've been discussing, but... are you in pain right now?"



Jyuushiro shakes his head, "Involuntary pain... pain I can't control or consent to still hurts. I hate it when I can't breathe. I'm doing well right now. But that is one of my hard limits. If I start to cough blood, you need to cut me down, get me to either the Fourth or my healing tub. It's better if you hold me if I have an episode."



Shuuhei scrubs at his face. "That's happened before?"



Jyuushiro frowns. "I think only once. I've pushed myself too hard as a top, but my partner in that case is actually happier taking care of me after a scene than me taking care of him, so... usually I'm pretty careful about being in good health before putting myself in someone's hands. But I'd rather you knew what to do."



Shuuhei looks down at Ukitake's hand resting alone on the table. He reaches out slowly and brushes his fingers over the dry skin. "I don't want to hurt you..." he almost whispers."Well, I mean, hurt you... but... not... I..." His forehead wrinkles in frustration.



At the touch, Jyuushiro's own restrictions relax, and he turns his hand over to allow a place for Shuuhei's hand to rest. Softly he says... "Hurt and pain are two different things to me. Pain, for me, is simply a sensation, something I can ask for, which can be applied to build me up like a kiss or a touch. Hurt... like my lungs, my disease, take away from me. I don't think you are built to take away from me, Fukutaichou."



"Hisagi..." Shuuhei said softly, lifting his eyes from Ukitake's hand to meet the older man's eyes. "Call me Hisagi please, Ukitake-taichou."



Jyuushiro meets those dark eyes. "Aye, then Hisagi-san. I... I have to admit that I like how you say Ukitake-taichou."



Shuuhei grinned, dropping his head to rest it on his arm. "Hisagi-san? I was trying to get you to drop the title." He felt a little silly as he almost giggled into the crook of his elbow. "San... Gods... You spoil me, Ukitake-taichou."



Jyuushiro looks a little confused. "Spoil you? It's just... oh..."



Shuuhei snickers happily and sits back up, gently releasing Ukitake's hand. He lifts his arms to stretch the tension out of his back.



"What else?" he asks.



"Mm... relationship limits. I can do casual. Shunsui and I have an open relationship, but he gets first priority on my time and attention, always. My lung problem we've now talked about, I head it under relationships as it's always with me. Just so you know, I do play with others, so it's not a secret you find out later and get angry or something else at. Finally, logistics. I've got pretty much everything we need. You can come over. I'm not afraid of you tying me up and stealing everything 'cause I know where you live. Uhm... would tonight do?"



Shuuhei restrains himself from shouting ‘YES’ across the table and just nods enthusiastically. He tries to process everything the Captain has just told him, while simultaneously battling his libido. It’s everything the younger man can do to stay seated and not try to drag the Captain out of the restaurant and have his way with him in the ally.



Jyuushiro watches the nodding and can't help himself. He laughs, thinks about it, bites his lower lip and then says, "Well... would you want to come over now?"



Shuuhei's hands grip the table edge until his knuckles turn white. He uses every ounce of willpower in is being to shrug. "Only if it's alright with you, Taichou. I can wait if you need time to... prepare... or... something..."



Jyuushiro glances at those white knuckles. "No. It would be good for you to see the preparations, so you know what's involved. With the level of play we're talking about it should be simple enough. So, once we've paid, let's go to my quarters."



Shuuhei smiles and fights the urge to bounce in his seat. "All right."