Consequences

I do not own Bleach. If I did it would have a much more adult rating. Reviews are appreciated!!!

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It had been several days since the fight with the Arrancar. It seemed they had no plans to return at the moment. A part of Renji was glad for that; the fight had not gone as planned. If not for Ilforte’s momentary surprise at Renji’s limit release, he would most likely be dead. Hitsugaya and the others had fared equally badly, only Yumichika remained unscathed. But then, he knew better than to interfere with Ikkaku’s fight.

Renji was glad he had chosen to stay at Urahara’s shop. Between patrolling, cleaning up the shop, and helping to train Chad, he had almost no time to himself. He was thankful for that. Time alone meant time spent thinking about Byakuya. He wondered if his captain missed him or whether their time apart would turn Byakuya back into the cold uncaring man he once knew, and that thought was unbearable.

When Tessai asked him to stop training for a while and go up to see Urahara, Renji assumed the shop owner wanted him to fix or clean something.

“Urahara-san, you wanted to see me?” Renji didn’t really care what the job was, as long as it kept him busy. The sight on the other side of the door however, was unexpected.

“Ah, freeloader-san, you have a visitor. Captain Kuchiki would like a word with you.” He watched their reactions from behind his fan. Renji as usual, was unable to hide the countless emotions that ran over his face. The young Captain, on the other hand was more of a challenge. That didn’t matter much to the shopkeeper though; he knew Byakuya well enough to see the momentary flicker of happiness and then relief at finding his subordinate in one piece.

“Captain Kuchiki, what are you doing here? Has something happened?”

“I merely came to ascertain for myself whether Captain Hitsugaya’s report was correct. It seemed remarkable that fighters of your caliber had such difficulties against Aizen’s Arrancar.”

“Oh, yeah it’s true.” Renji sat down, partially disappointed that his Captain was only here on official business.

Urahara had sat by quietly; as Renji sat down to recount everyone’s fights and the injuries they had sustained. However, having no wish to hear this again, he excused himself. “I’ll leave you to speak privately.” Byakuya knew better than to think his former mentor would really give them any privacy, and so urged Renji to continue his report.

After listening to Renji’s tale, when Byakuya assumed the shopkeeper had stopped listening in on their conversation, Byakuya stood and headed for the door.” Renji, perhaps you would care to escort me back to the Senkai gate.”

“Yes, of course Captain.” Byakuya saw the saddened look on Renji’s face, but it was of the utmost importance for appearances to be maintained.

Byakuya said nothing as they walked. Once they were a safe distance from the shop, he turned. “I apologize for not coming sooner, but there has been a great deal of work to be done in Soul Society. I lied earlier; it would be imprudent for anyone to know the true reason behind my visit.”

“Huh?” Renji was confused. He had always been a bit slow when it came to picking up on hidden meanings.

“This visit was not officially sanctioned; I came through the Kuchiki family’s personal gate, so no one in Soul Society would know of my trip. There would be no reason for me to doubt Captain Hitsugaya’s report. It simply provided me with an excuse should anyone discover my absence.”

“So why did you come here?” Renji didn’t think his Captain was capable of coming up with such a convoluted plan just to see him.

A small smile graced the noble’s lips. “Really, does anything penetrate that thick skull of yours? I came to see you.”

His heart began to pound in his chest, had Byakuya just admitted that he had circumvented the laws of Soul Society merely to see him? He couldn’t think of anything to say and so followed along behind his Captain; the way he always did.

There seemed to be no shortage of partially destroyed buildings in town. Renji supposed the fight with the Arrancar may have had a part in that. Byakuya leapt onto the rooftop of a damaged structure and looked around. “This should do, there does not appear to be anyone in the area.” He turned and motioned for Renji to follow him in.

Finally, they were alone. The moment they entered the building they literally crashed into each other. Neither of them willing to wait another moment, lest they be interrupted. Renji made quick work of his captain’s uniform and then his own. Within minutes Renji was pushing his captain onto a somewhat comfortable pile of their discarded clothes. It seemed incredible that they had managed to undress each other without ever separating their lips.

Byakuya lay back, surrounded by the peppery scent that was entirely Renji. His body began to tense and he felt himself harden against the weight of his lieutenant’s body. There were things he wanted to say; that he had missed Renji, that he was worried for his safety against the Arrancar. But now wasn’t the time for words.

Renji began to kiss down the fair slender throat, making his way lower. His fingers softly gliding up Byakuya’s thigh causing the noble’s skin to prickle. A drop of precum was right at the tip of his slit, and Renji flicked out his tongue to lick it off. The taste of salt and sweetness came to him, but Renji wanted more. Taking him in, he began to suck, bobbing his head back and forth, going deeper into his throat each time.

Byakuya looked down his body at the redhead, wondering where he had learned to move his tongue in such a way. The raw energy of Renji’s mouth kept his mind too occupied to notice much else.

Renji knew this was the time. Byakuya’s eyes had glazed over and he was completely lost in the moment. He had been planning this since that first time at the office. The thought of seeing his captain in a submissive position had intrigued him at first. Yet knowing him as well as he did, it didn’t seem possible. His imagination had had other ideas, and visions of Byakuya surrendering his control began to take over.

Suddenly Byakuya felt Renji’s fingers sliding further back between his legs. Wait, he didn’t think that he would, no that was impossible. No one had ever had the audacity to think that a Kuchiki would fill the role of catcher.

“Renji, what do you think you’re do…ahhh.”

Renji smirked, feeling the noble’s body shudder at his ministrations. “What was that, did you say something?”

“It was nothing.” Byakuya held back his reproach, trying to convince himself that this could be seen as a learning experience. He didn’t have to think long as his body tensed with another shock of pleasure.

“What? Does that mean…?”

“You may continue.” was Byakuya’s only response.

Renji couldn’t believe his ears. Not wanting to waste time, in case Byakuya came to his senses and changed his mind. Renji hastily repositioned himself. The moment he entered his captain he knew Byakuya would be incredibly sore afterwards. Byakuya flinched at the pain and Renji was again amazed at his control – he would have screamed.

At first the room was filled with disjointed sounds echoing off the walls. “More.” “Tight.” “Harder.” Neither Byakuya nor Renji really knowing who said what. After a while, things began to get quieter as they focused, trying to prolong the inevitable.

It was Byakuya who gave out first; bucking his hips into the redhead, pulling him further into his body. He didn’t know how it was possible to feel such a frenzy of emotion without exploding. Waves of pleasure caused his body to shudder. The contractions from Byakuya’s orgasm were too much for Renji to bear. He braced himself against either side of Byakuya’s waist for a final thrust before collapsing onto the slighter man.

The look of contentment in Byakuya’s half-closed eyes was more than Renji could ever have hoped for. He was truly grateful the nobles had their own Senkai gates.

Outside, Urahara walked away, hidden in the shadows. “If only I’d known little Byakuya could be convinced to bottom, I would have been more persistent.