Howl

~Howl~

Disclaimer: I do not own Renji or Byakuya, I do not make any profit from this. I’m just writing it!! Neither do I know how a shinigami training facility works, and looks…So bear over with me, will you?

Warning: YAOI SMUT!! NC-17. VERY GRAPHIC! You have been warned. If you feel offended by yaoi PLEASE LEAVE!

Storyline: Bykauya watches Renji train, and has his own plans for him. Renji obeys his taichou completely. *drool*¨

Not my best writing, but then again, it’s my first real smut-fic, so bear over with me,ne? ^_~
Will be updated soon, when my editor is done editing ^^ R&R please!
For Heather-Chan!!


There was a clatter as a sword hit the floor, and heavy breathing was heard throughout the room. The training facility was almost empty at this time of the day; early morning.
Except from Renji, he was training hard these days. Ever since he achieved his Ban Kai he was even more confident that he one day would be able to surpass Byakuya. In order to do this he had to train a lot, and hard, and considering how he had no real time during the day to do this, he was always walking in the heals of Byakuya, and running errands for him. Thus it became this way; hard training early in the morning.

He was taking a break, sitting down next to the sword he’d dropped to the floor only moments later. Zabimaru hadn’t been called out to its real form yet. He was just practicing his footwork and such, but was intending to release it after his short break.

Byakuya entered the training facility, closing the large heavy doors behind him, and started heading down the hall. He was heading for the biggest training hall. The one only place his vice-captain could be found these days.
As he closed up on the door, he could distinctly hear Renji cry out; “HOWL ZABIMARU!”
He opened the doors quietly, entering the huge room without Renji noticing, and closed them just as quietly.
He stood watching the feisty red-head as he swung Zabimaru around hitting each target perfectly. The training grounds were created to give the best possible training, even in the indoor facility, it was created in a way that allowed holograms of hollows appear all over, to give the most real like training possible.
“He’s getting better…” he said to himself. Renji didn’t hear his low statement, and Byakuya didn’t care.
He stood watching his vice captain for a long time, listening to his breath growing heavier. Watching as he pushed himself further; only in order to reach his goal; to surpass a certain someone. That someone being him.
Byakuya knew he had the potential, and he acknowledged the fact that one day Renji would be his equal, maybe even superior. He would however never admit this to Renji, the redhead was head strong enough as it was. Still, despite the fact that Renji went against everything that the noble family of Kuchiki stood for; he was not wealthy, he was not noble blooded, or honorable, he was loudmouthed and rude, and he was by far classy, there was something to him….
Byakuya watched him. Watched how he swung Zabimaru, there was an elegance over it, something that touched him. He’d been looking at Renji differently lately. He would find himself feeling somewhat of a throb in his lower regions whenever he saw him without his Shinegami kimono on, or when after a rough training it would be slashed open and he could see his sweaty, slightly tanned body.
Renji turned him on. He hated to admit it, but the redhead was….He had him enchanted.
For weeks the Kuchiki heir had been feeling this way, up to the point where he’d wake up in the middle of the night, sweaty, hot and soiled after dreaming of him. He, Kuchiki Byakuya couldn’t stop thinking of his younger vice captain.


He kept watching him, in silence. For once he was uncertain of what to do.
Watching Renji like this, it was making his entire being crave for him again. Should he ignore it, or follow his instincts?
“Abarai.”
Renji flinched, turned around at the sound of his voice. “Taichou!?”
“You’re training early again?”
Renji grinned. “It’s the only time I get a chance; I’m always running errands for your lazy ass…”
Byakuya didn’t answer. Zabimaru went back to its normal form.
“Ne, taichou?” Renji looked at him. “How long have you been watching me?”
A thought flew through Byakuya’s mind; “Too long…”
“A while. You didn’t notice?”
“Nope. But then again, you’re not exactly one to burst in letting us know your presence y’know…”
“Unlike you.”
The red-head grinned widely. “It’s part of the charm.”
The captain couldn’t argue with that. Even if he wanted to.
“Renji…” he said. “Come with me for a moment.”
Renji wondered what this was all about, the captain was always serious, and he never let his cold mask slip. But today something was different. He had something on his mind, and Renji could see it was haunting him. “Is there something wrong?” he asked.
Byakuya didn’t answer. He walked out of the training room, and down the hall, with Renji following closely behind. He opened a door; a hall leading into the old captain’s training facility. It was no longer used, but still no one but the captains had access to it.
Byakuya came here frequently; he liked to concentrate completely when he trained. Something he could only do if he was all alone. Only then did he get the contact he wanted with Zenbonsakura. But now it wasn’t with Zenbonsakura he wanted to connect, the only one he wanted to get in contact was, was the young red head. Abarai Renji.

He turned around. “Renji…”
He grabbed his shoulders, slammed him into the wall.
“T-taichou?!”
Renji was confused. Had he done something wrong? Why on earth would Byakuya slam him into a wall in a deserted place like this?
“Abarai-kun…”
He was utterly confused. Byakuya’s grip on him was hard, but there was something soft to it at the same time. “Kuchiki-Taoichou..?”
Renji’s confused voice was silenced by Byakuya’s lips, pressed hard against his own.
Byakuya broke the kiss, awaiting Renji’s reaction. “Call me Byakuya.” He said.
“B-byakuya-sama…” Renji didn’t get this. Had his captain just kissed him? Or was it another of his tormenting dreams. Reminding him of what he couldn’t have?
That’s right, Renji dreamed of his captain. His presence made him shiver, the thought of him made him harden, and the dreams of him drove him crazy. How often did he wake up after one of his dreams, or fantasies about him, panting, sweating, like it had all been real? How often hadn’t he wished for it to be real?
But this was no dream, and the feeling of Byakuya’s lips touching his own again was proof of that. This time he didn’t ask any questions. Just accepted the invitation, his own lips parted enough for Byakuya’s tongue to find its way into his mouth; battling his own for the right to being seme. A battle Renji lost a battle he let himself lose. He wanted to obey his captain. And if these were his orders…Renji wasn’t complaining.
The kiss was deep, craving. But again Byakuya was the one who broke it. He tilted his head, started kissing Renji’s neck. Licking it softly, biting carefully at the right spots.
There went a shiver down Renji’s spine. He gasped, just as Byakuya’d thought he would.
He did it again, nibbling at the red heads neck, as he squirmed, a shaking hand grabbing the other man’s kimono.
“You like that?” Byakuya whispered into his neck.
“H-hai…” Renji gasped.
“Then how about this?” he went up to his ear, nibbled at his earlobe, his warm breath tickling his ear. His hands were running down Renji’s body, touching it carefully. Let them slide down to the belt around his waist. Carefully he loosened it, allowing it along with Renji’s kimono, to fall to the floor.
Renji gasped again. Byakuya kissed him, gently bit his lip. “Don’t be so shy…” he whispered, acting so differently from who he usually was. “It’s not like you…”
“Mmh…Th-this isn’t like you either…”
Byakuya snickered. “Don’t you like it?” He kissed his neck again. “Hmm? Abarai-kun?”
“Y-yes I do…”
“Then stop resisting…”
“I’m…not…” he gasped as Byakuya’s hand found its way to his growing erection, stroking it gently. He caught Renji’s lips in another kiss, while he kept caressing his aching member. “Good.” Byakuya whispered into his ear, purring as Renji’s hand found his hair, burying itself in it. Pressing Byakuya’s head closer to his neck.
“If you want more… Just say so…”
Renji merely gasped, let out a weak moan as Byakuya kissed the line from his earlobe down his neck and collarbone, and finally found his way down to his abs.
From here he went slowly, licking his abs up and down, kissing his warm skin, taking his time, watching as Renji grew more impatient.
“Now, now…” he whispered against his skin as Renji tried to force his head further down. “I am your captain remember? You can’t order me around…” his voice was soft.
His tongue ran over the strands of red hair under his navel and a shiver went through the red head. “Byakuya-sama…” he gasped. “M-more…”
Byakuya arched a delicate eyebrow in response to Renji’s plea. He kept kissing his stomach moving down, to the tip of his erection. Kissing it carefully, running his tongue over the slit.
Renji bit his lip and moaned. Byakuya’s tongue ran over the slit once more, playing with the head of his cock, teasing him as he ran it back and forth.
To this Renji responded with a loud moan, and again his body shook all over as his lover’s tongue found it’s way to the vein on the underside. He licked it a few times, running his tongue up and down at a steady pace before taking all of him in his mouth.
“Aaah!” Renji moaned, his hand clenching Byakuya’s hair.

The Kuchiki heir continued like this; bobbing his head up and down Renji’s erection for quite some time, feeling how he tingled all over with each moan Renji let out.
For a brief moment his mouth was replaced by his hand, while he licked one of his fingers. Renji bit his lip, he knew what was coming. Byakuya looked him straight in the eyes again before going back to his cock. And while he ran his tongue over it, and sucked at the tip, his finger found its way to Renji’s entrance.
“Mmm… Let me feel you!” Renji was begging between the moans.
At the same time with sucking all the way down on Renji’s shaft, he slid his finger into him, instantly thrusting against the spot inside of him.
“Aah!”
He could see that the vice captain was enjoying it, and he continued, synchronizing his finger and mouth, feeling how he himself was on the brink of going mad; He wanted to be inside Renji so badly. He wanted to feel him around his aching flesh.
His finger was accompanied by another one and a scream from the depth of Renji’s throat.
He smiled, continuing to brush the soft gland inside with his fingers, still bobbing his head up and down. Renji’s breath was growing heavier by the minute, resulting in short, and sharp gasps. He was close, and Byakuya knew it. He kept going, thrust his fingers even harder into Renji, and tasting all of his shaft, until Renji screamed out in ecstasy; “Aa-aah-B-Bya-kuy-yaah!!” shooting his seed, coming in the other ones mouth.
Byakuya pulled away, but swallowed most of it, the rest hit him in the face.

Renji was gasping for air, leaning against the wall. Byakuya got back up on his feet and smirked. Renji reached out a hand, and wiped the rest of the sticky substance off his cheek with a finger, but the captain grabbed his wrist stopping him as he was about to wipe it off the finger. He led Renji’s hand back up to his face, and licked it away, sucking his finger carefully as he closed his eyes. This gesture was enough to make Renji shudder, to make him start hardening again.
His captain smirked at him. “You’re just yearning for more aren’t you?”
He kissed him, hard. Then he whispered into his ear; “You never where one who gave up easily were you... No matter what, you’re always thirsting for more…”
Renji swallowed nervously again. “No…” he replied, his voice shaking, waiting for the other ones next move.
“Do you want me Renji?”
Byakuya’s warm breath tickled his ear, made him shiver. “Y-yes…” he whispered.
His lips were caught in another heated kiss, as he pressed his body tighter against the others’.
They kissed again; their tongues were playing a game with each other, just like their hands were on each others bodies. Renji bit Byakuya’s lip, pleading for more.
“Mmmh….”
His hands found the belt of Byakuya’s kimono and loosened it. While his mouth was preoccupied with the ever deepening kiss, his hands were struggling to get the other man’s kimono off. He tugged at it, frustrated, until Byakuya himself loosened the belt completely, uncovering his bare skin. Surprisingly he wore nothing underneath it.
Had he planned this?
Renji had no time to think, nor to stare at him as Byakuya started kissing his neck again, and slid his arms around the red head’s waist, lifting him up against the wall.
Renji shivered as he felt the cold bricks against the skin on his back, and then shivered even more as Byakuya’s warm flesh brushed his entrance.
He wrapped his legs around Byakuya’s waist, bringing every inch of them closer together.

The sensation of Renji’s soft opening against the tip of his aching member was enough to nearly tip Byakuya over the edge. He, who was normally emotionless and cold, was now trembling with excitement and lust. He wanted to feel the inside of Renji, wanted to fill him up and make him scream once again. His breath grew heavier as he kissed him again, swiftly running his tongue over Renji’s lips, moving down his jaw line and his neck.
He nibbled at his neck, bit it gently, felt how Renji’s pulse grew to race, how his breath grew heavier as he squirmed with pleasure. And as he squirmed, he pressed himself even closer to him, causing the tip of his hard limb to slip; entering him slightly.
The both let out a surprised, pleasure filled gasp, before kissing again.
Byakuya looked into Renji’s auburn eyes before pushing himself in a bit further.
He stopped, awaiting Renji’s reaction.

The redhead closed his eyes, kissed him softly and then leaned his head back against the wall; moaning. “M-more…”
“Sure you are ready?” the tone in Byakuya’s voice was teasing, tormenting.
Renji nodded, looked at him with glazed eyes. “Hai… I’m ready…”
“What is it that you want?” he kept teasing him as he pushed himself even more into Renji, pausing, letting him accustom to it.
“I want…” Renji gasped again. “You to…”
“To?” he gave a weak thrust, enough to make every inch of his red-haired lover shiver.
“Fuck me….” Renji’s voice was nothing but a low, pleading whisper.
“Very well…” Byakuya licked his lips, as if gazing upon a delicious meal. “If that what you want… I’ll be glad to grant your wish…” Again he thrust himself deeper into him, filling him up completely.
“Nngh…” Renji moaned weakly.
“Are you okay?” his voice was concerned, something which made it sound even sexier.
“Yes…” They shared a kiss. Renji’s lips and tongue were craving.
Byakuya could barely restrain himself seeing him like this: “I want to feel you Renji…”
“Me too…” was the gasping answer. “I want to feel you too, all of you…”
“When?”
“Now. Onegai, taichou… Now.”
“I told you…” he whispered into his ear while starting to move slowly. “Don’t call me that…”
“S-sorry!” he whimpered in response. “B-Byakuya-sama!”
“Much better…” Byakuya leaned in, nibbled at Renji’s earlobe as he whispered: “Ne, Abarai-kun?”
Renji could do nothing but nod, he was overcome by a wave of pleasure, as the raven haired captain brushed that spot inside of him that made him feel like nothing else.
He cried out his captains name; “Bya-kuyaah!”
Byakuya knew exactly what he had done to trigger this scream; he thrust into Renji again, and again, each time hitting the same spot, each time getting the same response.
Renji pressed their bodies even closer together, craving more. Wanting to feel him as deep as possible.
Byakuya covered Renji’s lips with his own again, the heat of the kiss reflecting how their lovemaking grew more intense: Byakuya’s thrusts got faster, harder, and went deeper. And with each time he dove into Renji he would feel how he tightened around his shaft, his inner muscles pumping it. The tight spasm around his cock sent impulses throughout his body, alerting every single nerve, then traveling the same way back again only stronger. He hissed out: “A-abarai!”
In between his moans and increasingly growing screams of ecstasy, Renji smiled. Hearing Byakuya cry his name like that was indescribable, creating another spasm inside of him, resulting in another outcry from them both.

The tingling sensation inside of Renji was growing rapidly as he felt Byakuya’s tip hit his prostate again, massaging it, brushing it, taking him to heights he’d thought he would never see. “More!” he demanded, gasping against Byakuya’s sweaty skin.
Byakuya just smirked; a somewhat evil grin was playing on his lips.
“Harder!”
“Like this?” Byakuya slowed down, slowly thrusting himself into Renji. The pace was painfully slow, Renji squirmed in protest.
“No…Harder…Byakuya-sama... “
Renji’s begging didn’t have much effect on the captain, who kept smirking.
He knew Renji had been close, and that was why he had stopped; to torment him, to make him beg for more, make it last longer, he wanted to enjoy this as long as possibly.
Again he went back to fucking him; soft, slow thrusts that didn’t do anything but tease Renji; the minute it started feeling really good he would pull out again.
“Don’t…” Renji pleaded. “I want you in me…I want you so much..:”
Byakuya fisted Renji’s hair, and pulled him close. “I can’t resist it when you’re begging me like that, Abarai-kun…”
Renji snickered, and gasped as he felt Byakuya thrust hard into him again.
“Especially when we both want the same thing…” he continued.

Again all of Byakuya’s length was filling Renji, driving him from his senses as the magical spot deep inside of him was caressed with each thrust. Byakuya made sure to hit it every time; hard, but not painfully hard, just enough to make Renji moan, just enough to make him dig his nails into his skin while crying out his name in ecstasy.

The redhead started to tremble fiercely around him. He didn’t have much left.
Byakuya smirked again, and slid one hand down to stroke his lover’s neglected erection.
This additional sensation made white spots dance in front of Renji’s eyes. “Aah!Byaa-!” he cried out, unable to finish his sentence.
The spasms tightening around his own member, accompanied with Renji’s cries told him it was not long until Renji would lose himself. He kissed him softly, bit his lower lip, then ran a trace down to his ear with his tongue, and with a smirk on his lips whispering into it; “Howl, Renji…”
Just as he said it, he felt warmth starting to spread throughout his own body, felt how he hardened slightly more as he was being milked by Renji’s inner muscles.

Then, exploding in a scream, a loud cry, with stars dancing in his head Renji came; spilling his seed all over their stomachs as he shook violently all over.
Only seconds later Byakuya joined him; letting out a sharp outcry, hissing Renji’s name as he came inside of him, his release tickling Renji’s exhausted gland, causing him to whimper slightly. “A-Abarai!”

Renji smiled against the soft, silk of which his captain’s kimono consisted, as he buried his head in it, while being embraced by Byakuya. Their breaths were still heavy, and drops of sweat twinkled in the dim light on both of their bodies and brows.
They separated from each other, sharing a swift kiss.

“I suppose you need to clean up before coming to the office for your paperwork?” the Kuchiki heir said in his normal tone of voice, which didn’t really suit the company of a shy blush dancing on his cheeks.
“You seem to need a good clean up yourself taichou.” Renji grinned.
“Alright, then we’ll grant ourselves the two first hours off today. How does that sound?”
“Just perfect.” Renji replied, heading for the door, still fumbling to get his clothes back on. “See you at the office!”
“Abarai?”
Renji turned around, to face his captain who had a rather sly look on his face.
“Will you be training here tomorrow morning as well?”
Renji smirked, licked his lips slowly. “I just might….” He seemed to be chewing the words, and then he winked at him and grinned again. “Sure thing taichou! You betcha!”

Byakuya smiled to himself as his vice captain disappeared through the doors.
“I’m looking forward to observing your training again tomorrow then, fukutaichou.”
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