Nun and his Hooker Series

Title: Nun and Hooker Series
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Kink: Age Difference and Protectiveness
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.
Sex with a de-aged man.

Information:
You need kink? Blame Mayuri. (:

Age Difference and Protectiveness


„Where is Zaraki Kenpachi-taichou?“
“The fool probably took the wrong turn again.” Purred Mayuri and smirked.
“The Captain Meeting.” Yamamoto continued as if the 12th captain hasn’t stated anything. “has started one hour ago. Does this man never manage it on time?”
“Well...” Ukitake said, for once present “Has anybody told him? One hour would be his new record.”

The others nodded in agreement and just as the 10th captain wanted to suggest sending another hell-butterfly a loud BANG was heard.

“What was that?” asked a surprised Tousen, who tried to make out what happened.
“I think that was an explosion.” Answered Komamura his worried friend.

Immediately after he said that all of the captains hurried to the door, opened it and looked outside. In the distance they could make out a huge dustwave.

“Oh my! Is that not 11th Headquarters?” Unohana breathed out and placed a hand over her mouth.
“What has this idiot done now?” cursed Tousen.
“He just managed to destroy something... again.” Muttered Komamura and stepped behind the 9th captain.
“Oi oi oi. That’s gonna be expensive Zaraki-chan.” Drawled Gin, his eyes fixed on the dark cloud; a smirk placed on his lips.
“I...” Shunsui started. “Am just surprised you haven’t voiced your disgust yet.” And looked down at Byakuya, who starred in the distance.
“My... I am not able to find any words, which would do justice in describing his idiocy.” He said coldly. What has just happened? Was the other hurt? Can’t they just go looking now?
“Of course, of course.” Shunsui said knowingly, which earned him a glare from the noble. Just as he wanted to say something to the comment he was interrupted.

“Kurotsuchi-sama! Kurotsuchi-sama!” shouted Nemu, turned the corner and came to a stop in front of the captains.
“What is it, you useless piece of crap.” He growled and stepped up to her.

She winced and bowed her head. “Rin... he... he..Rin.”
“Speak!” he demanded and lifted his hand.
“Ummm I think he was looking for candies again and by accident...”
“By accident what? Do I have to beat it out of you?”

“Kurotsuchi-taichou.” Ukitake said and Shunsui stepped forward.
Mayuri only rolled his eyes, not looking back at them.

“Well, he fired THE bomb.”
“The bomb?”
“No Kurotsuchi-sama. He fired THE bomb... and it well... landed in 11th...”

Silence. Then...

“Kami-sama! What are you doing here then? Go collect data! Did it really work? What great news – we finally found our guinea pigs!” the 12th captain shouted excited.
Suddenly he became very silent; remembering the other captains. He coughed. “I mean... ummm... how horrible. Let’s see what damage was done.”

And with that he strode off to 11th HQs; Nemu at his heels.

“What... was that?” asked a surprised Aizen. The others shrugged.

“Well, let us see what Kurotsuchi-taichou has done.” Yamamoto decided then glanced at Unohana. “And if damage had been done to them.”
The gentle female nodded, sent a hell-butterfly to her Fukutaichou and then followed the others to 11th.

All the time Byakuya bit the inside of his cheek. He’d slaughter Mayuri and his poor excuse of a scientist if anything has happened to his lover.

***

The damage was extreme. Complete 11th Division was blown up. The huge HQs were only a pile of wood anymore.

“By Kami. Kurotsuchi! What WAS that bomb?” breathed out Shunsui after he came to a stop behind the scientist; eyes fixed on the damage.
Ukitake coughed because of the dust. “Where are Kenpachi-taichou, Kusajishi-fukutaichou and the others?”
“If the pile hasn’t smashed them.” Muttered Mayuri, hoping that these rats were crashed. “Then they should be fine... more or less.”
“More or less? Kurotsuchi-taichou. Tell us what...” Yamamoto was interrupted once moving was heard.

Wood was moved out of the way and a figure stood in front of them. Then more and more movement was heard and more and more people popped up.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Soi Fon asked and like the others starred ahead of herself.
They were not able to answer her.
Boys. More and more boys appeared in front of them.

“Kurotsuchi...”
“Ummm well... you see... I was toying with that thing and...”
“And what?” said Byakuya icily and glared at him.
“My, my... are you worried?” purred the 12th captain.
“Kurotsuchi!”
“Yeah, yeah.” He muttered, sent a smirk at the noble and continued. “It turns age.”
“What?”
“Well that thing divides your current body age. I have set it to 3, but I have no clue if Rin changed the settings before firing.”
“So they all are little boys again?” asked Soi Fon. “Will they remember us?”
“I already told you! Mentally nothing has changed, but their body has transformed. If somebody was 32 then he is now something around 10.”
“But why would you...”

“I am sorry.” One of the boys came over. “But what the fuck is goin’ on here?” he demanded to know; an angry expression on his face.
“Your body has been set back, boy. Now follow me to 12th.” Purred Mayuri.

Suddenly there was a loud shout and piles were kicked out of the way. “Now tell me you fuckers! Who partied until the ceiling crashed without waiting for me?” a bald boy shouted; he seemed to be around 11.
“Now...” another 11-year-old appeared behind his friend. He tugged his shoulder-length hair behind an ear. “Whoever crashed my mirror will pay.” He said calmly, but danger written in his eyes. “And what...” then he looked down on himself. Immediately he clanged the clothes, which were close to falling off him, tighter to himself. Last time he took a look at himself his clothes weren’t that big! Surprised he looked at Ikkaku, only to see a bald boy... who looked shocked at him.

“Kami! What happened to you Yumi?”
“What happened to me? What happened to you? You are 11 and bald, man!”
“... IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY!?!?!?!?” he shouted and balled his hands into fists.

“Please, calm down.” Shunsui said and came up to them.
“Kyouraku-taichou.” They said in unison and stood up straight.
“Do you two know where Yachiru and Kenpachi are?”
“Ummmm...” Ikkaku started and rubbed his neck.
“Kusajishi-fukutaichou announced us that she wanted to visit Hanatarou-kun. Kenpachi-taichou...” he looked around. “should be here... somewhere...”

“Peacock! Baldy! What has happened?” Yachiru shouted, moved feet of the people, more and more have gathered, out of the way and ran up to them. “Where is Ken-chan?” she looked worriedly at them.
“Oi...”
“They have been de-aged.” Byakuya answered and walked up to them; the others following while Unohana sent her people to the boys. By now he was actually really worried. He just hoped nobody could see that on his face.

“Ken-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!” the girl shouted and started to dig around. Only a few moments later rumbling was heard.
All eyes were fixed on the spot.
Tiles were moved out of the way, hands became visible and a black head popped up. “The fuck!” a boyish voice growled. “Who of you idiots ruined our headquarters? You guys know how much shitty paperwork that is?” cursed Zaraki and looked up... facing surprised faces. “...I...It’s not my fault! I swear!” he said, stepped out of the hole... and fell over his clothes.

“Ouch...shit...” he looked down on himself. “HOLY FUCKIN’ SHIT! KUROTSUCHI!” he screamed.

The others could only gape. That boy... it was hard to imagine him as the ruthless, violent 11th Captain.
He was small and thin... starving. His black, dirty hair met his hips and his big, golden eyes looked back and forth between them. The most surprising fact though, was that his scar was still visible.

“Holy fucking shit.” Shunsui stuttered.
“Yeah.” Ukitake breathed out. Both still starring.

“Madarame-kun, Ayasegawa-kun, Kenpachi...-kun. Please follow me to 4th. I have to check you up.”
“The fuck I will do!” growled Zaraki and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
“You will.” She said dangerously calm, her eyes closed and her smile widened. Ikkaku and Yumichika nodded and ran after Isane. The 11th captain swallowed, but stood his ground. He’d be damned if he showed any form of weakness.
The 4th captain only sighed, walked up to him and... picked him up.

“THE FUCK YOU ARE DOIN’?” he shouted angrily and tried to get free. “One doesn’t carry Zaraki Kenpachi!”
The female only smiled down at him and walked to the 4th HQs.

“Awwwww.” Shunsui said. “He is adorable isn’t he?”
Byakuya could only agree.

***

“Unohana-taichou?”
The woman turned around and smiled.
“Kuchiki-taichou.” She greeted him. “It is quite late. Is there a problem?”
“I... wanted to know if the boys are ok.”

She didn’t reply right away, but mustered him. Then her smile turned secretive.
“Would you want to see Kenpachi-taichou?”
“Why...” he said hastily. “Why would I want to see him?”
“I do not know.” She chirped and turned around. “Follow me.”
He did as he was told.

“Kurotsuchi-taichou told the truth. Their body ages were really divided by 3.” She started after they turned another corner.
He nodded.
“That’s why I need to look after them.”
He looked surprised at her. “Yes...” she said after seeing his rare expression. “Some of them were ill when they were at that age. The body also got the... problems they had at that time. “
A lump formed in Byakuya throat and he swallowed.
“Kenpachi-taichou for example... he is now around 13.”
“What?” Byakuya breathed out surprised. “But he is so small.”

She laughed softly. “Everybody grows differently Kuchiki-taichou.” She reminded him smiling. “He probably started to grow a lot around the age of 15 or 16.”
Then she sighed.
“But that is not what I am worried about. He is starved and it looks like he hasn’t slept for some time now. It is quite interesting to see that he still has so much energy within him.”

The noble swallowed once more. He also already wondered about that when he first laid eyes on his young lover.

“That is why I want to keep him here for the time being... or at least with somebody who would watch over him.” She continued and glanced at Byakuya, who pretended he hadn’t noticed.
The gentle female stopped in front of a door and opened it carefully. She peeked inside and then looked at Byakuya.
“He is sleeping.” She whispered. “But you may go inside.”

The 6th captain wanted to show distaste on his face and ask her why he would want to see the peasant, but he only nodded, stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Silently he walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge.
The boy was petite and looked nothing like his adultself. He just hoped that the thing would wear off soon; Kurotsuchi explained them earlier that it should. He couldn’t stand seeing his lover so weak.

“Yo Kuya.” Surprised the noble looked down at the boy. He moved forward, stroked his cheek and kissed his forehead. “You should sleep.” He whispered.
“I am not tired! Are you here to pick me up? Can we go home?”
“Do not lie to me.” He said softly and stroked his thump over an eyebrow.
“You didn’t answer me Kuya!” the boy said and pouted. Zaraki had the nerve to pout!
Byakuya shook his head and smiled softly. “If I go now you would steal yourself away, would you not?” He sighed. “Then I guess I will take you with me.”
A bright smile appeared on Zaraki’s face.
“Kami. You are adorable.”
The smile disappeared.
“Fuckin’ bastard! Don’t use such sissy words to describe me.” He growled.
Byakuya’s smile widened. “Too bad. Because you are.”

Then he turned serious again.
“I am boss. You will behave or I will bring you back here, understood?”
“Yup” the boy chirped, pushed the blanket away and crawled up to the noble. That one sighed, laid his arm around his waist and pulled him on his lap.
“Gosh Kuya! Stop that shit already! Since when are you so much into hugging?”
He looked down on Zaraki and could only agree – since when was he so... protective. He sighed and petted the boy’s head. One could not not hug the boy – with his appearance probably everybody wanted to hug him. Yet he shouldn’t forget that this was still Zaraki Kenpachi.
He stood up, cradled the boy, who wrapped his arms around his neck, close and moved to the window. Quickly he opened it, got onto the windowsill and then flashstepped to his mansion.

Unohana turned away from her office window and smiled. Nobody could hide things from her – not even Kuchiki Byakuya.

***

He stopped in front of the bedroom and slid the door open. He stepped inside and closed it behind himself. The noble walked over to his bed and looked down on the child in his arms – fast asleep. A light smile tugged on Byakuya’s lips.
“So much to ‘I am not tired’” he said quietly and carefully laid him down on the bed.
The boy sighed contently and pulled his limbs closer to his body. Byakuya watched him shortly and then went to make himself ready for bed. Once he was back he pulled the blanket on his side away, laid down, pulled Zaraki to his chest and wrapped the blanket tightly around them. He continued to watch the boy for some minutes; stroking his cheek and kissing his forehead, before he closed his own eyes and fell asleep.

***

He didn’t know what to think of Zaraki now. Byakuya sighed and tried to concentrate on his paperwork. It was hard though... really hard. He let the pen fall on the paper and leaned back in his chair, rubbing his face.

He loved the other man, kami knew he did. But it was weird looking at him now. So small, so thin... he only saw his former lover in his eyes. His eyes, he wondered if they already looked that mature when he was a child, or if that was the adult in him looking through.

He let the hands fall to his sides. He loved the man, but he couldn’t stand looking at him now. He looked so weak. These last days he had been hiding himself behind the paperwork; only seeing his lover during the night-time and then he usually was as far away from him as he could. During the first night it was ok, the boy WAS adorable but, he just didn’t know anymore how to approach him. He couldn’t fuck him now and he didn’t know what they should talk about. It was not like he and the other never talked, they already had long discussions, but when he looked at the boy... he felt pity for him, wanted to hug him and promise him that the he’d make the world into a better place for him.

He looked down at his paperwork. He couldn’t even make sense of his own thoughts. Maybe it was because... when Kenpachi was tall and broad shouldered he never had the urge to... to... protect him.

He knew now. It was the first time he was scared that something would happen to the other.

***

He was fucking pissed off! Zaraki sat on his desk, his arms crossed in front of his chest and scowling at the wall in front of him. These stupid people are still coming in his office, gawking at him. What was so important? Ok – maybe he was some sizes smaller, but really – he was still the 11th captain! They better respect him for who he was!

“Keeeeeeeeeeeen-chaaaaaaaaaaan.”

At least somebody who stayed normal.

“Sake-man is here!”

And here came the devil.

“Huhu Zaraki-chaaaaaaaaaaan” chirped Shunsui and entered his office. “How is my favourite boy doing.... awwww you are so cute when you are pouting.”
“I’m not pouting ya old fart! Now leave my office!”
“Awww you don’t mean it Lovely.” Purred Shunsui and sat down next to him. “Chair too big for you, eh?”
“Oh just shut it! That stuff ain’t funny. I’m so goin’ to kill this stupid Kurotsuchi and his useless scientist.” Growled Kenpachi and glared even more at the wall.
“You are so cute when you are angry.” Teased the older one and pinched his cheek.
“Are you nuts?” Kenpachi shrieked and slapped the hand away. “Stop it you pedophiliac! I have the whole Division full with boys – go and annoy them!”
“Geeez don’t be so angry Zaraki-chan. You’ll be back to your old self soon enough. Let us have the fun.” Shunsui said smiling and petted his head.
“I can’t see fun in that.” Growled the boy. “I mean... yesterday Shorty was allowed to go on a mission! Why was he allowed and I not? I mean come on – that piece of crap is only 2 centimetres taller than me!”
“Nma – I think it are ten.”
Kenpachi waved him off. “Doesn’t matter! He was allowed and I was not.” He whined.
The old male chuckled and petted his head again. “I guess old Yamaji just wants to make sure nothing goes wrong.”
The boy growled again. //Old Yamaji? I doubt. I bet that was Kushi’s doing.// he thought angrily.

He glanced at the man sitting next to him. Maybe... maybe he should try it like Yachiru?
“Oiiii....Shunsuiiii..” he said in a sugary voice, turned completely to the other and laid a small hand on his upper arm. “Say can I ask you something?” //The big eyes and pouty lips. Remember the big eyes and pouty lips!//
Shunsui glanced down at Zaraki and what he saw should never be something that Zaraki Kenpachi should be able to do. He could feel how his heart melted. The boy was just too sweet.

“What is it?” he purred and petted the boys cheek.
“Say.... can I go on the next mission? Pretty Pleaaaaase.”
The old man sighed and let go of the boy. “I can’t promise you that Zaraki-chan. It depends on Yamaji.” He looked down on him once more; again those big eyes. He learned that from Yachiru, he was sure of that. He sighed. “Your strength also went back to your old one. You are not strong enough to face an opponent.” he tried to make the other understand.
“But I wanna go! You guys can’t lock me in here! I am going crazy..er.. “ Zaraki growled and stood up on the desk. “I at least wanna fight some Hollows, Shunsui! I am so fuckin’ bored!”
The man stood up and placed a soothing hand on his shoulder. “How about we go for a walk?” he tried.
“I don’t wanna go on a walk!” Zaraki shouted and sat down on the desk once more. “I wanna go out and fight!”
“But Zaraki-chan...”
“I...” the boy looked down onto his hands. “I don’t wanna be a weakling.” He shook his head. “I am strong.” He balled his hands into fists. “I don’t wanna be weak again.”

The older male felt sorry for him. He petted his hair again and leaned down to face him. “I promise.” He said and stroked over the cheek. “I’ll find something to do for you. But you will be a good boy and stay here. Ok?”
Zaraki’s eyes lightened up a little. “Oh yes!”
The man smiled. “Good. Well then. I gotta be going before Nanao-chan beats me up again. See you later, Zaraki-chan.”
“Later!” the boy called after him and turned back to glaring at the wall as soon as the man disappeared behind the door. “I will go and fight.” He said darkly and jumped off the desk. There gotta be some lame hollows.

“Yachiru!” and he will find them. Now.

***

“Kuchiki-taichou!” hurriedly Renji walked into his Taichou’s office – not even waiting for a reply.
“What is it?” the 6th captain said, not even looking up from his paperwork.
“There has been a problem, Taichou.”
“And what problem?”
“Kenpachi-taichou has lost it!”

Byakuya looked up, his eyebrow slightly rising. “You storm into my office, to tell me something we all have known for years?” he said coldly.
“Well um...” the redhead shifted. “He and Kusajishi-fukutaichou went to hunt down hollows.”

The noble tried to hide every expression on his face. “They what?” he chocked out.
“They... they went to hunt down Hollows. There... is an emergency now. Unohana-taichou is heading out and... I don’t know why, but she asked for you to come along.”

The redhead had no time to actually ask why the 4th captain demanded to have Byakuya with her; he was already flashstepping his way out.
“Tai...” he turned around. “Taichou?”
He better go and ask Rukia as soon as the shift ended, maybe she knew what was going on.

***

Why, of all people, why did he have to choose the stupidest man as his lover? Hastily he made his way to the 4th Division headquarters where Unohana was already waiting for him. The two captains exchanged short glances and moved on. The dreadful feeling always present.

***

“Oh fuck, that so didn’t go according to plan now.”

The boy laid panting on the ground. Maybe he had been a little bit too enthusiastic about it. Who could blame him though? The only thing he had was his strength. The other captains always looked at him disapproving. He was so sick of it – sick of them judging him. The only thing he had to face them right on was his power. And now it was gone. He had nothing left.

“Ken-chan.” The pink-haired girl crouched next to him. “You alright?”
“Yeah” he growled half-heartily.
“I took down the Hollows.” She chirped.
“Good” was the answer. Slowly he sat up and looked down at his chest. A long gash was covering it.
They would disapprove. They would treat him like an idiot again.

“I already called Braidy-san... Are you hurt Ken-chan..?”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP! I AIN’T A WEAKLING!”

Immediately he felt bad and even worse when he looked at her hurt face.

“I... I’m so so sorry.” He breathed out, slowly moved towards her and touched her shoulder carefully. “I’m...”
“...you ...you have never shouted at me before.” The girl said sadly and glanced at the ground.

He could kick himself. For years he managed to pretend everything was ok – and now he blew up like that.
He hung his head and gripped his knees tightly. “So sorry.” He whispered. “I don’t know what happened.”

“Candies.”
“Huh?” he looked up surprised; her face only mere centimetres away from him. She smiled brightly. His heart stopped.

“I want a whooooole load of candies.” She chirped happily.
“Yachiru...” he breathed out.

The girl hugged him tightly “It’s alright. I know you didn’t mean it Ken-chan.” She whispered softly.
He bit his lower-lip and hugged her tightly back. “Thank you.” He chocked out.

“Seems like you did take care of them.” The soft voice startled them. They turned around quickly.
“Braidy-san. Kushi!” the girl squealed happily.
The female sighed. “Let’s get you fixed up.”

***

He doubted he’d ever run that fast. It was not fast enough though. It never was fast enough. His heart almost stopped when he finally reached his destination.
The boy was kneeling on the ground, hugging Yachiru tightly. Blood pooled around them.
He was glad that the woman spoke up first. He watched his lover stand up – the long slash on his chest visible. Byakuya swallowed. Luckily Unohana wasted no time and quickly fixed him up.

“You should rest now.” She said calmly after she was done. “You lost quite a lot of blood.”
The boy snorted. “Quite a lot blood for a little, frail boy.” He said with distaste.
“... Yes.” She answered truthfully and stepped closer. “I will carry you back now.”
“No ya won’t.”
“Kenpachi-taichou. You are neither fast enough nor powerfull enough to...”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID OLD HAG!”

Slap.

With a thud the boy landed on the ground; a hand covered his bruised cheek. “Ku...Kuchiki?” he asked stunned.
The 6th captain had his prickling hand still up in the air and fixed the boy with a cold stare.
“If you behave like a little brat I will treat you as one.” He said – no emotion evident in his voice.
Then he quickly stepped forward, gripped his elbow and lifted him up.
“We are going home.” He said coldly and flashstepped to his mansion. Zaraki didn’t dare to utter another word.

Unohana sighed and watched after them. Then she turned her head and looked down at a smiling Yachiru. The woman smiled slightly. “Candies?”

***

During their trip back no single word was said. Usually they would annoy each other. Zaraki sighed against the other’s shoulder. He hadn’t felt like that for a long time now. A misbehaving brat. Damn this situation. Damn everything. Damn him.

He hadn’t noticed they were back in their room until he was thrown on the bed.

“Ku...”
“Shut up.” The man growled and paced around in front of him. He had never seen the other this worked up.
“I...”
“I told you to shut up!” the man shouted and fixed him with an angry stare. “What... just what did you think you could gain out of this stupid stunt?” he questioned icily.

The boy looked down on his lap.
“I...” Then he shook his head and gripped the blanket tightly. Angrily he looked up at the other. “I’m not your stupid child.” He growled. “I am Taichou of the 11th Division!” He breathed in deeply; felt how tears were forming in the corners of his eyes. “I’M NOT A FUCKIN’ WEAKLING!” he shouted and gripped the blankets even tighter.

Suddenly he felt two soft hands on the sides of his head. Slowly he opened his eyes; didn’t remember closing them and looked at Byakuya’s calm face. Slowly the noble stroked small circles over his cheek – over his scar. Kenpachi averted his eyes.

“You still won’t tell me?” he said softly.
Zaraki swallowed.
Byakuya sighed, moved forward and hugged him tightly.
“I was so scared.” He whispered in his ear and pulled him even closer. “So very scared.”
“I’m not wea...”
“I know.” He interrupted the boy “I know you are not weak.”

He leaned back and looked into Zaraki’s face again; stroking his cheek.
“You are far from being weak. But... but you are mine. And I will not let you go.”

Finally Kenpachi looked straight into his face. “I am not going anywhere.”
“Sometimes...” the noble started. “Sometimes we cannot choose if we stay or go.”

Hisana.

Zaraki breathed in deeply when he suddenly noticed what exactly was wrong. He knew that pain far too well. This was not about him though – it was about Byakuya.

Kenpachi wrapped his arms tightly around the other’s shoulder and pulled him closer. “I’m here. I will stay by your side.” He soothed the noble and softly kissed his cheek.

Byakuya immediately sat down on the bed, pulled the boy on his lap and pressed his head in the other’s shoulder; breathing in deeply.
“Kami if anything happened to you. I was so worried, you stupid fool.”

Kenpachi swallowed, held the other tighter and stroked soothingly through his hair.

Zaraki still smelled like always. He was still his lover. He was still here.
He pressed his nose into the other’s nape. Still here.
He kissed the spot – Kenpachi shivered.

“I love you.” He whispered against the boy’s skin, his hands slowly moving up to his waist.
“I love you too.” Zaraki breathed out and kissed Byakuya’s forehead. “Thank you for... wanting to protect me.”

The noble took in a shaky breath, turned them around and laid Zaraki on the bed. Slowly he stroked over his chest. “Always. You are mine.”
“Yes.”

That was all it took. The shock, having him back and now... he eagerly kissed the willing mouth under him. He felt the small arms wrapping even tighter around his neck, how Zaraki kissed back – he shivered.

He let go of the inviting lips and looked down. The boy was so lovely. He stroked over a cheek and kissed his forehead.
Then his hand moved to the sash holding the kimono together; opening it slowly and pulling the cloth apart. The noble moved to the small nape; licking over it softly while stroking the chest again. There was no hurry in his movements. This time, this time they would do it slowly.

He nibbled a path down to the frail chest; licking over his nipple until it turned hard – tweaking it’s twin.

Zaraki was already panting slightly under him; moving his hips against the other’s stomach and playing with the noble’s hair. “Kuya.” He breathed out.

Byakuya nibbled on the flesh under him. He had to taste everything. He paid the chest a little more attention before he slowly sat up.

“I shouldn’t be doing that.”

The boy smiled seductive and sat up too. Slowly he let his kimono slide from his thin shoulders before he leaned forward, gripped Byakuya’s captain robe and pulled it off the other. Then he let his hands slide down the other’s muscular chest – coming to a stop at the sash. He opened it quickly and threw it on the ground. Without hesitation he moved his hand inside and wrapped it around the noble’s cock.

“I want you.”

Byakuya groaned, pulled the boy’s hand away and stood up. He undressed quickly, got out the lube from the nightstand and leaned back down over Zaraki. He kissed him openly again while unscrewing the cap of the tube then he let it fall on the bed next to them.

He sat up and wrapped the skinny thighs around his hips then stroked them while kissing his way down the boy’s chest.

“Mhmm Kuya.” Zaraki purred and moved his hips up again. “Please.”

By now the noble was already so hard. Kenpachi was so lovely. He covered his fingers with lube and inserted the first one as he took the cock in his mouth – slightly sucking on it while his tongue licked the underside.

Zaraki gripped the forearms of the other and moved his hips further up. “Oh kami please! Don’t go so slow on my Kuya.” He moaned. “I need you.”

Kuchiki groaned around the cock, which earned him another needy moan, but still went slow. He didn’t want to hurt him. Everything but not hurting him. He carefully inserted a second finger, moving them in and out very slowly then started to spread them.

The fingers gripped the forearms tighter and his head rolled backwards. “Oh please. So long. Has been so long.” Zaraki moaned loudly.

Byakuya let go of him and moved up again; kissing the sweet mouth as he inserted a third finger. The opening tightened around his fingers. Slowly he let his thumb stroke over the hole until it relaxed again. As soon as he was able to move without having to worry he started to look for the boy’s prostrate – smirking in the kiss when Zaraki let out another needy moan.

Then he licked over the lips, biting slightly into them and moved back down to the nape where he marked him.

“Kuya.”

Yes, it was about time.

He removed the fingers, sat up and quickly covered his dick with the gel. Byakuya placed his hands on the boy’s hips – slowly stroking up his sides while he carefully entered the tight, little opening. He let out a long groan.

“Kami. Baby.” He breathed out once he was fully sheathed inside. Zaraki purred and wrapped his thighs tighter around the man’s hips – meeting his movements.

Byakuya softy stroked his side while he carefully slid in and out of the boy in a slow pace; making sure to take his time.

Zaraki was going mad. The heat, the sensation, the ....slowness. “Damnit Kuya! Since when are you so slow?” he growled between clenching teeth. “Just lose it and pound into me.”

The noble moaned but continued his slow pace.
In... Out... In... Out...
Always making sure to hit the spot.

The boy writhed under him; trying to get the man to move faster.
That only caused Byakuya to sit up and hold back the small hips. He continued his slow movements; smirking down at Kenpachi, who grew more and more impatient.

“Have to go slow. Have to protect you. Cannot hurt you.” He repeated over and over, slowing even more. Then he leaned down to take the nipple back into his mouth – sucking on it.

Zaraki writhed and moaned under him; clawing his hands into the blanket and trying to free his hips from the iron grip. “So close, so close, so close, oh please. Please.”

Byakuya purred against the chest; not going faster but shoving in harder. He was so close too. The sweet boy calling out for him, the tightness around his dick, the heat... He growled and gripped the leaking cock under him – stroking over the head.

Suddenly the thighs around his hips tightened and Kenpachi arched his back – coming over their chests. The noble groaned loudly and let go too; panting into the chest under him. He stroked up and down the sides – feeling the hard muscle. Hard muscle. Byakuya leaned up and looked down at Zaraki; smirking slightly.

“Glad to have you back.”

The adult-form of Kenpachi smirked up at him. “Fuck yeah.”

Byakuya’s smirk turned into a smile. He loved him. And no matter how much they hated it. They will always protect each other.