Wilted Flower
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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The Touch
He clung to the captains haori as he felt himself relax into the warm body heat, the rhythm of the body’s breathing slowly lulling him back to sleep where he thought of times falling asleep in warm body heat before his life went to hell.
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Byakuya was awoken before Hanatarou. He had fallen asleep with the small body curled into his lap even after finding himself not wanting to sleep so he could watch the other. He had been very nervous when Hanatarou had approached him and he had almost felt his heart stop when the fourth squad member had sat on his lap. He had been so worried that the little soul reaper was going to withdraw from the close contact. He had never expected Hanatarou to curl up in his lap and promptly fall asleep. He let his hands stroke up and down Hanatarou’s narrow back but abruptly stopped when the boy in his lap sighed and shifted.
“Mmm.” Byakuya watched as Hanatarou stretched making those little noises that most people make when they wake up. He carefully set his hands on the arms of the chair as the boy relaxed back against him. He watched as Hanatarou’s eyes slowly opened and felt his breath catch. He was worried, highly worried, about how Hanatarou was going to react now. Byakuya carefully watched as Hanatarou focused on where he was and who he was currently sitting on. He felt his brow furrow as Hanatarou looked at him. Hanatarou was looking at him as though he was a very confusing specimen to be observed on a Petri dish. He felt the boys hand trace his jaw again as he was watched. It seemed like he was being inspected, every follicle of his being was being observed, taken note of and then carefully categorized for later analyzation.
Byakuya felt Hanatarou shift and suddenly the boy was sitting higher on his lap moving his hand up his jaw along his cheek. He closed his eyes as that small hand found it’s way from his cheek to his hair and the Kenseiken still in his hair. He shivered as that hand combed through the hair perpetually covering his face. He would never admit to it but his hair was one of his biggest weaknesses. Byakuya blinked his eyes open when Hanatarou moved his hair out of his face then just stared again. He felt like that figurative experiment in the Petri dish again. He had never been looked at this closely, at least not when he was aware of it, and the scrutiny was making him nervous.
Byakuya closed his eyes when he felt Hanatarou’s hand smooth over his forehead then very lightly graze over his eyes. He felt those fingers stop on his eyelids, very carefully holding them shut before Hanatarou’s body shifted once again. Byakuya, once again, felt his brows furrow when he heard Hanatarou speak.
“Do you promise not to hurt me, Byakuya?” Byakuya nodded his head but still cleared his throat before he answered Hanatarou’s question.
“Of course I do, Hanatarou, why would I ever hurt you?” Byakuya barely got these words out of his mouth before he felt the fingers over his eyes shake slightly and a mouth push against his own. He felt his breath stutter to a complete halt. His hands gripped the wood on the arm of the chair hard enough to splinter it as he, the Captain of the sixth squad, tried not to freak out. Byakuya felt the fingers move from his eyes as he let himself be pushed back farther into the chair. He let a sigh escape his mouth as those small hands threaded through his hair and Hanatarou’s mouth explored his. He heard a quizzical sound come from the boy on his lap and yet another sigh came from his own mouth when those hands were pushed farther into his hair. He couldn’t stop himself, combined with the person he desired sitting on his lap and kissing him and that same persons hands in his hair he felt beyond good. His hair was one of his more erogenous zones and it was one that was most forgotten or just not explored at all.
Byakuya heard a very undignified noise come from himself when the warm body against his own pulled away. He felt those hands release his hair and once again cup his face. He also felt the tension in those hands and the way that they still shook no matter how much the small soul reaper tried to stop them. He heard the deep intake of breath from Hanatarou as his hands dropped from his face. Byakuya slowly opened his eyes and watched as Hanatarou’s head dropped look down at his lap. He watched as Hanatarou’s hands played with the folds of his captains robe before the boy gathered enough courage to speak again.
“I…I…” Byakuya watched as the boy took another deep, steeling breath before trying to continue. “I want to…trust you, Byakuya…but…” He heard a sigh and then felt the hands grip tighter on his captains robe. “Do you trust me, Byakuya?” The question was barely a whisper and Byakuya did not really know how to answer. He took a steeling breath for himself before even attempting a response.
“Of course I do, Hanatarou-kun. If I had not trusted you, I would have never approached you in the first place. I would have taken you to your Captain and let her decide your punishment or rehabilitation. I trust you with anything.” Hanatarou gave him a strange look but then his face lit up. Byakuya saw the first real smile that he had ever see from Hanatarou and felt himself melt slightly. The boy was really too adorable for his own good.
“Hanatarou, Byakuya, your supposed to call me Hanatarou, not Hanatarou-kun.” Byakuya felt his own lips curl upwards slightly at the bold statement from the usually quiet boy. Maybe he would really be all right. Maybe they would both be all right. “I want to be able to trust you, I think…if you keep doing what your doing, I could trust you…” Byakuya nodded at the words, he had not expected Hanatarou to continue speaking but he was very interested in what the small soul reaper had to say. He watched as the boy took another deep breath before looking him strait in the eyes before speaking very strongly. “I want to kiss you again. I want you to touch me when I kiss you, I don’t want you to be afraid to kiss me, I just need to know that you will let go and back off when I need you to.” Hanatarou’s words had gotten quieter as he spoke and had that familiar, stuttering sound to them by the end of his words.
Byakuya nodded and lifted his hands very slowly. He smoothed them over the back of the small body in his lap as he watched Hanatarou’s face for any sign of discomfort or withdrawal. He felt himself relax when Hanatarou’s eyes closed and his body relaxed back into the touches. He could practically hear the boy purr and it made him very happy.
“It’s been a long time, Byakuya, since I could relax with someone. I missed it.” Byakuya nodded once again and pulled the boy slightly closer as he held him, stroking his hands slowly up and down the still slightly shaking body. He felt those small hands once again card through his hair and couldn’t stop a soft mmm from coming from his own mouth. Apparently Hanatarou noticed this because he felt those hand delve deeper into his hair,, almost massaging his scalp. He let his eyes close as he reveled in the feeling. Who knew that Hanatarou would fixate on his hair?
“I will be here for you any time you would like.” Byakuya opened his eyes to see the slight nod that Hanatarou gave him. “Can I kiss you, Hanatarou?” He watched as the boys eyes opened wider and he thought that look meant that Hanatarou was frightened. To help alleviate that feeling he immediately removed his hands from Hanatarou’s back and placed them back on the splintered arm rests of the chair. He was not prepared for the indignant whine that he heard from Hanatarou. It was almost comical the way the boy was looking at him now that he had stopped touching him.
Byakuya watched as Hanatarou placed his hands over his own and wrapped them back around his body. He understood when the boy looked imploringly back up at him and nodded. He pulled Hanatarou close to him as he lowered his mouth over the still slightly nervous one. He felt small hands clutch at his robes as if he was holding on for dear life. Byakuya pulled Hanatarou more securely against him and slanted his mouth pulling the boy into a deeper kiss. At the moment, this had to be as good as life could get. Byakuya could feel Hanatarou’s body relax against his own as he seemingly kissed the small mans insecurities away. Byakuya trailed one of his hands into Hanatarou’s hair and held the small body against his own. He smiled as he felt Hanatarou’s mouth open for him. He was about to ease the small soul reaper into a deeper kiss when he heard the door open. Both men jumped back and blushed. Byakuya barely stopped Hanatarou from falling off his lap as they heard a soft chuckle in the background.
“I am glad to see you two getting along so well. I was worried about how you two would interact. I have to say that this is not the interaction that I expected.” Byakuya and Hanatarou could not stop themselves from blushing while they listened to the Captain. “I am willing to monitor this interaction as long as it does not adversely affect either of you.” Hanatarou hid his face in the male Captains haori as his own Captain continued to speak. This was beyond embarrassing. Byakuya tried to soothe the overly embarrassed fourth squad member as the, seemingly nice, Captain before them smiled serenely. “Well, I will leave you to your activities then.” Byakuya was slightly shocked when he felt Hanatarou start to giggle as the fourth squad Captain left the room Byakuya felt a giggle of his own threaten to leave his mouth when he heard Hanatarou’s next words.
“Well then, I guess we’ve been left to our own devices.”
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AN: Well, I’m sorry this update took so long. I wanted this to be the Hanatarou finally trusts Byakuya and allows touch chapter, I think it turned out all right but ehh, I guess y’alls reviews will tell me that, thanks for reading!
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Byakuya was awoken before Hanatarou. He had fallen asleep with the small body curled into his lap even after finding himself not wanting to sleep so he could watch the other. He had been very nervous when Hanatarou had approached him and he had almost felt his heart stop when the fourth squad member had sat on his lap. He had been so worried that the little soul reaper was going to withdraw from the close contact. He had never expected Hanatarou to curl up in his lap and promptly fall asleep. He let his hands stroke up and down Hanatarou’s narrow back but abruptly stopped when the boy in his lap sighed and shifted.
“Mmm.” Byakuya watched as Hanatarou stretched making those little noises that most people make when they wake up. He carefully set his hands on the arms of the chair as the boy relaxed back against him. He watched as Hanatarou’s eyes slowly opened and felt his breath catch. He was worried, highly worried, about how Hanatarou was going to react now. Byakuya carefully watched as Hanatarou focused on where he was and who he was currently sitting on. He felt his brow furrow as Hanatarou looked at him. Hanatarou was looking at him as though he was a very confusing specimen to be observed on a Petri dish. He felt the boys hand trace his jaw again as he was watched. It seemed like he was being inspected, every follicle of his being was being observed, taken note of and then carefully categorized for later analyzation.
Byakuya felt Hanatarou shift and suddenly the boy was sitting higher on his lap moving his hand up his jaw along his cheek. He closed his eyes as that small hand found it’s way from his cheek to his hair and the Kenseiken still in his hair. He shivered as that hand combed through the hair perpetually covering his face. He would never admit to it but his hair was one of his biggest weaknesses. Byakuya blinked his eyes open when Hanatarou moved his hair out of his face then just stared again. He felt like that figurative experiment in the Petri dish again. He had never been looked at this closely, at least not when he was aware of it, and the scrutiny was making him nervous.
Byakuya closed his eyes when he felt Hanatarou’s hand smooth over his forehead then very lightly graze over his eyes. He felt those fingers stop on his eyelids, very carefully holding them shut before Hanatarou’s body shifted once again. Byakuya, once again, felt his brows furrow when he heard Hanatarou speak.
“Do you promise not to hurt me, Byakuya?” Byakuya nodded his head but still cleared his throat before he answered Hanatarou’s question.
“Of course I do, Hanatarou, why would I ever hurt you?” Byakuya barely got these words out of his mouth before he felt the fingers over his eyes shake slightly and a mouth push against his own. He felt his breath stutter to a complete halt. His hands gripped the wood on the arm of the chair hard enough to splinter it as he, the Captain of the sixth squad, tried not to freak out. Byakuya felt the fingers move from his eyes as he let himself be pushed back farther into the chair. He let a sigh escape his mouth as those small hands threaded through his hair and Hanatarou’s mouth explored his. He heard a quizzical sound come from the boy on his lap and yet another sigh came from his own mouth when those hands were pushed farther into his hair. He couldn’t stop himself, combined with the person he desired sitting on his lap and kissing him and that same persons hands in his hair he felt beyond good. His hair was one of his more erogenous zones and it was one that was most forgotten or just not explored at all.
Byakuya heard a very undignified noise come from himself when the warm body against his own pulled away. He felt those hands release his hair and once again cup his face. He also felt the tension in those hands and the way that they still shook no matter how much the small soul reaper tried to stop them. He heard the deep intake of breath from Hanatarou as his hands dropped from his face. Byakuya slowly opened his eyes and watched as Hanatarou’s head dropped look down at his lap. He watched as Hanatarou’s hands played with the folds of his captains robe before the boy gathered enough courage to speak again.
“I…I…” Byakuya watched as the boy took another deep, steeling breath before trying to continue. “I want to…trust you, Byakuya…but…” He heard a sigh and then felt the hands grip tighter on his captains robe. “Do you trust me, Byakuya?” The question was barely a whisper and Byakuya did not really know how to answer. He took a steeling breath for himself before even attempting a response.
“Of course I do, Hanatarou-kun. If I had not trusted you, I would have never approached you in the first place. I would have taken you to your Captain and let her decide your punishment or rehabilitation. I trust you with anything.” Hanatarou gave him a strange look but then his face lit up. Byakuya saw the first real smile that he had ever see from Hanatarou and felt himself melt slightly. The boy was really too adorable for his own good.
“Hanatarou, Byakuya, your supposed to call me Hanatarou, not Hanatarou-kun.” Byakuya felt his own lips curl upwards slightly at the bold statement from the usually quiet boy. Maybe he would really be all right. Maybe they would both be all right. “I want to be able to trust you, I think…if you keep doing what your doing, I could trust you…” Byakuya nodded at the words, he had not expected Hanatarou to continue speaking but he was very interested in what the small soul reaper had to say. He watched as the boy took another deep breath before looking him strait in the eyes before speaking very strongly. “I want to kiss you again. I want you to touch me when I kiss you, I don’t want you to be afraid to kiss me, I just need to know that you will let go and back off when I need you to.” Hanatarou’s words had gotten quieter as he spoke and had that familiar, stuttering sound to them by the end of his words.
Byakuya nodded and lifted his hands very slowly. He smoothed them over the back of the small body in his lap as he watched Hanatarou’s face for any sign of discomfort or withdrawal. He felt himself relax when Hanatarou’s eyes closed and his body relaxed back into the touches. He could practically hear the boy purr and it made him very happy.
“It’s been a long time, Byakuya, since I could relax with someone. I missed it.” Byakuya nodded once again and pulled the boy slightly closer as he held him, stroking his hands slowly up and down the still slightly shaking body. He felt those small hands once again card through his hair and couldn’t stop a soft mmm from coming from his own mouth. Apparently Hanatarou noticed this because he felt those hand delve deeper into his hair,, almost massaging his scalp. He let his eyes close as he reveled in the feeling. Who knew that Hanatarou would fixate on his hair?
“I will be here for you any time you would like.” Byakuya opened his eyes to see the slight nod that Hanatarou gave him. “Can I kiss you, Hanatarou?” He watched as the boys eyes opened wider and he thought that look meant that Hanatarou was frightened. To help alleviate that feeling he immediately removed his hands from Hanatarou’s back and placed them back on the splintered arm rests of the chair. He was not prepared for the indignant whine that he heard from Hanatarou. It was almost comical the way the boy was looking at him now that he had stopped touching him.
Byakuya watched as Hanatarou placed his hands over his own and wrapped them back around his body. He understood when the boy looked imploringly back up at him and nodded. He pulled Hanatarou close to him as he lowered his mouth over the still slightly nervous one. He felt small hands clutch at his robes as if he was holding on for dear life. Byakuya pulled Hanatarou more securely against him and slanted his mouth pulling the boy into a deeper kiss. At the moment, this had to be as good as life could get. Byakuya could feel Hanatarou’s body relax against his own as he seemingly kissed the small mans insecurities away. Byakuya trailed one of his hands into Hanatarou’s hair and held the small body against his own. He smiled as he felt Hanatarou’s mouth open for him. He was about to ease the small soul reaper into a deeper kiss when he heard the door open. Both men jumped back and blushed. Byakuya barely stopped Hanatarou from falling off his lap as they heard a soft chuckle in the background.
“I am glad to see you two getting along so well. I was worried about how you two would interact. I have to say that this is not the interaction that I expected.” Byakuya and Hanatarou could not stop themselves from blushing while they listened to the Captain. “I am willing to monitor this interaction as long as it does not adversely affect either of you.” Hanatarou hid his face in the male Captains haori as his own Captain continued to speak. This was beyond embarrassing. Byakuya tried to soothe the overly embarrassed fourth squad member as the, seemingly nice, Captain before them smiled serenely. “Well, I will leave you to your activities then.” Byakuya was slightly shocked when he felt Hanatarou start to giggle as the fourth squad Captain left the room Byakuya felt a giggle of his own threaten to leave his mouth when he heard Hanatarou’s next words.
“Well then, I guess we’ve been left to our own devices.”
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AN: Well, I’m sorry this update took so long. I wanted this to be the Hanatarou finally trusts Byakuya and allows touch chapter, I think it turned out all right but ehh, I guess y’alls reviews will tell me that, thanks for reading!