Nun and his Hooker Series

Title: Nun and Hooker Series
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Kink: Bondage
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Byakuya Kuchiki x Zaraki Kenpachi
Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: I neither own Bleach nor Byakuya and Zaraki [sadly ):] and don’t get any money for writing this fanfiction.

Warning:
English is not my mother tongue – I am still studying it.

Information:
Happy birthday Kuchiki Byakuya! (:

Bondage

Taking in a deep breath he leaned backwards in his chair and rubbed a hand over his forehead. He was dead tired. What a great birthday. No really, his whole day has been a complete disaster so far! First he awoke; fully intending to start his day with some fun with Zaraki, only to find the demon gone! And he wasn’t even in his bathroom, nowhere in his mansion! That demon had the nerve to just leave! Cursing Kenpachi he quickly ate his breakfast and then left to work . Hearing nothing of his clan – not even his parents. He didn’t bother feeling disappointed, he knew quite well that he shouldn’t expect much from them. Ok, maybe Rukia has carefully wished him a “Happy Birthday”, but to be honest it almost hurt him that she was so careful around him. He won’t go biting off her head! His Division? Nope, nothing from them either. Well – Renji added a hasty “Happy Birthday, Taichou” after a stammering “Good morning” before he went into his office. Just great. And it turned out even better when they had a small accident, he still believed it was Rikichi, in the corridor, which caused all the paperwork flying through the whole corridor... which left HIM, with a pile of not-organized paperwork. It was not until now that he was finally finished with it. Now he just wanted to quickly eat something, to stop his grumbling stomach from making such embarrassing noises, and then go to bed.

Still nothing from his clan... still nothing from his parents.

He sighed. Standing up warily he took a deep breath and moved back into his “Kuchiki-Byakuya-Stance” and went on his way home.

He hated himself every year... for always hoping they would remember. For always hoping they’d at least send him a hell-butterfly to congratulate him. And every year he gets disappointed. True... in the morning he never cares. But every year, when he was walking home, with nobody gratulating him.... with his own family forgetting about him. He felt so very much... alone.

“Get a grip on yourself Kuchiki” he muttered and shook his head. “You are no pussy.”

Pussy. Strangely enough that made him think of Zaraki. He could not say that he was NOT beyond devastated that the man just left today morning. How could he do that to him?

Sliding open the door he didn’t bother to switch on the light and found his way blindly into the kitchen, where he angrily munched on a piece of bread before he made his way to his bedroom. He was far too disappointed to feel hunger, just wanting to make a stop to that horrible noise emerging from his belly.

Entering his bedroom he switched on the light. His first glance fell on the bed. Nobody here. He took a look around. Nobody.

“Where is that damn demon?”

Not bothering to play hide and seek with him he grasped the first kimono he could find and made his way in the bathroom. Far too tired to bother about his usual evening process he quickly took a shower, but on his kimono and stepped back into his room.

He almost fell over.

There, on the chair next to his desk, having one leg crossed over the other was sitting Zaraki Kenpachi... in all this leatherly glory.

Byakuya swallowed.

He still cursed the day Zaraki decided he preferred leather when going to the human world. The leather jacket he left open, underlining his nice chest, those damn tight leather pants clinging to his long legs like a second skin and showing off his butt just nicely... and that blasted choker – a bondage dream come true.

And that man had the nerve sitting here now in this outfit, grinning at him.

Byakuya won’t make it easy for him.

“If this is your way of apologizing.” He started “you can forget the plan right away, Zaraki. I will not forgive you.”

The man’s smirk just became wider and... he pulled out bondage straps from behind his back.

Arousal hit him like a rocket. He had been begging the other for MONTHS now to let him tie him up. For him bondage was the ultimate way to have full control over the other... but no matter how much he begged, yes – he actually begged, bondage was something Kenpachi never allowed. Just when he thought about tying the other male down he was faster out the room than Byakuya could flash-step.
And here he was now – all in leather with the bondage straps in hand.
The next words almost made him come.

“Tie me down, Kuchiki.”

Getting control over himself again – Byakuya Kuchiki was ALWAYS in control – he walked over to the still sitting demon.

That one looked up at him, still smirking, and watched him closely.

Byakuya sat down on his lap, put his arms around the other’s neck and whispered in his ear.

“What changed your mind?”

Zaraki leaned back to look at his face, the smile now vanished.

“You once told me I should not turn something down before I have given you a chance. You have now this one chance. So you better start before I change my mind.”

The noble could see how serious the other was. He suddenly knew just how important this was for Kenpachi and how much he trusted him. He shuddered.

The 6th captain kissed the other with all the love he had and then got up, moving into the middle of the room again, taking the gears with him.

“Get up, your ass to me.”

He could see Kenpachi swallow and taking in a deep breath before getting up. Byakuya already knew that he’d make it for him enjoyable. Then he turned around, his back facing the noble.

“Take off your jacket.”

Slowly the 11th captain let the jacket slide down his shoulders and arms, showing off more and more skin over hard lean muscle.

As soon as the black hair hit the skin it was Kuchiki’s turn to swallow. And as soon as the jacket hit the floor he let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding. Three long scars were visible on his back, but Byakuya knew there were more, finer ones covering it. His broad shoulders morphed into a lean waist which morphed into slim hips which... he loves those pants. These long, long legs and this nicely shaped butt...

Zaraki was really mouth-watering gorgeous.

“Bend down and take off your boots.”

Without hesitating the other moved to do just that – his ass high in the air.
Byakuya grasped the belts tighter.

As soon as the boots were next to him Zaraki moved into position again.

“And now... now turn around and then take off your pants.”

As soon as the demon was facing him his hands moved to the buttons of his pants, slowly opening them. Then he slit them down, just as slowly.

Once he was free from them he moved to unclasp his choker, smirking at Kuchiki – half his face covered with his bangs.

“Leave it on. Lay down on your back, pull your hands over your head and spread your legs.”

He shuddered once more as he saw the taller one obey.

He undressed and then moved over to him, sitting down on the bed. He suddenly didn’t feel tired at all anymore.

As he saw Zaraki shuddering he felt his heart melt just a little bit. Carefully he picked up one hand and kissed the inside of his wrist. Then he went to work.

He clasped handcuffs, which were covered in leather, first on the right hand and then on the left, tightly enough to restrain, but not enough to hurt him, before binding them to the headboard with a chain.

Then he moved to work on the legs. He kissed his left ankle before moving a leather clasp around it. He clasped the chain in the loop and then knelt down on the floor. He slid the other end of the chain to the other side of the bed. After that he moved to Zaraki’s right side, binding the leg again and picked up the chain, clasping the cuff with it.

He stood up once more and walked to the end of the bed, admiring his artwork. The demon was spread eagle on his bed a nervous glimmer in his eyes.

Byakuya decided it was time he’d start with the fun. He went to his cupboard, opening a package and picked up a small, black roll. Then he moved back onto the back, kneeling over the other’s waist. Bending forward he kissed the other softy and then... taped his mouth shut. Zaraki growled.

“Sorry Love. I could not resist.”

That just earned him another growl.

Chuckling he stroked the other’s hair away from his ear and kissed it. Nibbling on the lope, which gained him a moan from the man under him, he moved downwards. He sucked and licked on the neck until he could see a small red bruise forming. Zaraki moaned once more.
Byakuya sat up and looked at his face. The other was breathing in deeply, his eyes full with fire.

“You are so gorgeous.” He breathed out and licked along his collarbone. Once a wet path was covering it he moved to a nipple – kissing around it before softly biting into it. Zaraki gasped and moved his hips upwards, without much success.

“So impatient already? We have not even started.”

The noble started to suck on the little pucker while moving his hand between their bodies and grasping the demon’s cock, slowly stroking over it.

Zaraki whined and moved his hips towards him again. Byakuya chuckled and moved onwards to the other nipple, doing the same thing again he did to it’s twin, while still moving his hand.
It earned him another moan.

“Gorgeous baby, you are so gorgeous.” He whispered against the skin as he moved downwards, licking and sucking every part he could reach.
He could feel the demon trying to press against him, the restrains holding him down though, keeping him from being able to get into contact.
The noble in the meantime started to kiss around the navel, then licking into it before he bit down slightly.
Another whine.

The 6th Captain sat up over the other’s waist, still stroking his cock and a slow maddening pace and looked down at him.

Kenpachi’s eyes were downcast and dazed, his hips still trying to move against the hand torturing him.

“If I untapped your mouth, would you beg for me? Would you beg me to fuck you? I am going to have you all night long Zaraki. You will not be able to walk tomorrow. Do you want that?”

The 11th Captain moaned.

“I take that as a ‘yes’.”

Moving up he reached for the tape and ripped it off.

“Fuck! That hurt!”
“If you are going to complain I will just have to tape it closed again.”
“....”
“Good boy.”

Byakuya smirked and moved forward to kiss him, stroking his cock once more.
After he has devoured his mouth he moved downwards – kneeling between the other’s knees and kissing his hip bones.
Then he let go of the dick, earning a disappointed groan.
Not wasting any more time the noble kissed up a quivering tight, stopping before he reached his cock.
Another disappointed moan.
The noble started the same thing again with the other tight, but he still didn’t touch the weeping erection in front of him.

“Kuyaaaa”
“Yes?” he purred and glanced up. “Do you have something to tell me?”
“Please...”

Kuchiki groaned and licked away the precum, which already pooled around the head. Zaraki gasped and let his head fall back.
Not hesitating any longer Byakuya moved to his actual goal and licked over the cleft.

“Gosh Kushi! Please.” Zaraki whined and tried to move against him again. Without a chance.

Byakuya sat up and chuckled. Leaning over the panting demon he picked up a pillow and moved it under the other’s hips – opening him to the 6th Captain completely. Then he went to the bedsitetable and got his hands on the lube.

“Fucking perfect.” He breathed out and moved between the legs again, licking over the cleft once more while opening the tube and spreading the cold gel onto his fingers.

The demon took in a shuddering breath. He personally didn’t know why he allowed the other one to have this kind of control over him. Being tied down was something he usually didn’t enjoy. On the contrary. But currently he couldn’t do anything but hope that the noble would hurry up soon.
A wet finger stroked over his opening.
He hated the needy moan he let escape.

If there was one thing he truly loved about himself then it would be the fact that he was always cool... or at least seemed like he was always cool. Byakuya let out a deep breath, trying to forget just how aroused he was. He couldn’t just fuck the other one, now that he finally had him tied down, even though he wouldn’t want anything else right now.

It was time to put his attention back to work.

Stroking once more over the opening he finally entered the demon with his finger.
Zaraki gasped.

“One finger Love. That’s all you get for now.” Byakuya purred then leaned down to lick over a ball. It was time to pay his friends some attention.

The first minute he spent on licking over it, before finally taking it in his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue. After he throughoutly paid attention to it he decided it was time for its twin. He repeated the motions again, breathing through his nose – trying to ignore the needy sounds Kenpachi was making, all the time moving the finger in and out of him – making sure to hit his sweet spot every single time.

“Kuya, Kuya, Kuya, Kuya~~~”

It was so hot. He could hardly breath. Then, there! Finally! He was going to...

Two fingers pressed down on his dick, keeping him from coming.

“No! Nonononono! You fucking bastard! Damn you! Damn you Kuchiki!” he cursed and tried to move his hips upwards. In vain though, the restrains still holding him down successfully.

“How could you do this to me?” he whined, tears of arousal running down his cheeks.
“Ah, but kitty. I am going to make you come so often tonight, you will not mind this once.” Kuchiki purred evilly and leaned down to kiss the gasping mouth – Kenpachi too far gone to really kiss back.

After he let go of the sinful lips he let their foreheads touch.

“Tell me what you want baby. Tell me what you want and I will give it to you.” He whispered against Kenpachi’s mouth.
“I want you.”
“Well I sure hope so. But what do you want me to do? Tell me and I will do it.” He purred once more and added a second finger, still moving against the demon’s prostate.
“Please Kuya.”
“If you do not tell me I will keep you hanging like this for some time longer. Will play your body all night long without making you come one single time.”
Another needy moan. Byakuya entered a third finger.
“Make me come.” Kenpachi gasped at last.
“Then I will do so. And how should I make you come? Tell me.”
“I want you in me.” He whined.
“Oh. But kitty. I am already in you.”
“Noooo...”
“But yes.” To make his comment final he moved all three fingers forcefully against the spot, making Kenpachi see white spots.
“I...I...” he gasped out. “I want you in me.”
“But kitty I...”
“...no! No. Your dick!”
“What with it?” Byakuya purred, trying to suppress a chuckle.
“I... gosh Kuya! Don’t make me say it.”
“Oh Love. But I think that is what I want.”
Zaraki moaned.
“I want you to shove it in me and make me come.”

Byakuya let out a long shuddering moan.

“Yes. Yes I think that is what I want to do now too.” He breathed out and removed the fingers before covering his cock hastily with lube and slamming it all the way in.

Zaraki came.
He just couldn’t help it. As soon as he finally felt the noble in him, slamming against THE spot, his eyes rolled back and everything turned white.

After some moments, still panting, he was finally able to focus again.
Byakuya actually managed to freak him out. The look on his face was like he was going to eat him up any moment.
Best to just apologize.

“Hey... I..”
“That.” Byakuya fell into his words. “Was the hottest thing I have ever seen.”

He leaned forward and licked over Kenpachi’s lips, moving his hips forwards, which caused the demon to close his eyes and moan once more. “You are so sexy Ken. Love you.” He whispered against them then leaned back, picked him up by his hips and started to move forward in earnest.

Both couldn’t stop from moaning and gasping. Too far gone to say anything anymore or pay attention to technique. They just had the goal to come.
Byakuya had problems keeping his eyes open. Everything was so intense. But the sight in front of him just didn’t let him close them. He had to see the other gone wild with pleasure. He knew though, that he wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer, so he moved a hand between their bodies and started to stroke Kenpachi’s dick with a hard pace.

The demon had his head thrown back, eyes closed and mouth wide open to take in the much needed air. He was again so close. Damn that Kuchiki! And when the hand worked his dick it was too hard to keep in control. All it took were three strokes and he was coming once more.

As soon as the felt that tight ass squeeze down on him the last bit of his control was gone and he came hard in the man under him. Once he was completely emptied he let himself fall onto the demon, still panting.

Once he was more or less under control of himself again he moved to wipe a stand of hair out of his eyes – the restrains holding back his hand though.

“Ah damn. Kushi. Untie me.”

The small chuckle that escaped Kuchiki’s throat sent a shiver down his spine.

“I do not think so.” Byakuya purred, pulled himself up on his elbows and moved his hips forward – dick once more hard. “I told you I am having you all night.”

“Happy birthday?” Kenpachi said and shivered.

“Oh yes. Best birthday I have ever had.” He moaned, moving his hips harder against the other’s ass.

Damn best birthday.