Research Interruption

It was Shunsui's fault, Jyuushirou would always say later. Shunsui and his perpetual state of horniness and his inability to judge what was an appropriate place for certain activities. Not that Jyuushirou tried very hard to escape when strong arms wrapped around his chest and a hot mouth latched onto his throat and began to suck, distracting him from his research into what was quickly becoming a boring subject.

"Jyuu, need you now," Shunsui moaned, in that way that always sent a spike of lust straight to Jyuushirou's groin. "Want you bent over that table, the one Nanao always insists on working at, panting and begging for me to pound into you harder and faster."

"Don't you think," Jyuushirou paused to get his breath back, grinding his ass against Shunsui's hard length, "that it might be hard to explain if Nanao decides she wants to do some work in here?"

"She still has that invitation to join us," Shunsui's hands slipped under Jyuushirou's kimono, skilled fingers seeking out Jyuushirou's nipples and tweaking the dusky pink bumps.

Pulling away from Shunsui's embrace, Jyuushirou spun round and pushed his old friend against the shelves on the other side of the narrow aisle, a wicked smirk on his normally kind face. "I have a better idea, Shun. I take you now, against these books, with you moaning like a cheap Rukongai whore for me to continue."

Jyuushirou pressed two fingers against Shunsui's lips, moaning in delight as the other Captain took them into his mouth and began licking and sucking them as enthusiastically as if they were a hard cock. One-handed he untied both their hakama, letting them slip down to the floor, and began to stroke Shunsui's arousal.

Shunsui released Jyuushirou's fingers from his mouth and pulled his head down for a searing kiss. His tongue swept into Jyuushirou's hot mouth and plundered it relentlessly, his arms wrapping around Jyuushirou's neck as he distracted himself from the burn of saliva-coated fingers stretching his entrance.

"Suck!" Jyuushirou commanded, pushing Shunsui's head down to his engorged cock, with little resistance from the physically stronger man. He tangled his hands in dark brown hair, toying with Shunsui's hair tie and pinwheel hairpin, before using the long strands to pull his lover away from his cock.

Jyuushirou shoved Shunsui into the shelves face first, his hands held high above his head away from his weeping cock, and pressed into him slowly, revelling in the sensation of Shunsui's tight passage around his own aching penis. Just as slowly he pulled out again, setting a tortuously slow pace as he kissed and nipped the back of Shunsui's neck and shoulders.

"Jyuu... faster..." Shunsui gasped after a few minutes, bucking under Jyuushirou's skilled ministrations. "Please, Jyuu, I need you to go faster."

"What was that, Shun?" Jyuushirou smiled, his lips resting against Shunsui's throbbing pulsepoint on his strong neck, "I didn't quite hear you."

"Please... Jyuu... just fucking move faster already..." Shunsui gasped and arched as Jyuushirou bit down on the junction between neck and shoulder, blood beginning to trickle down his back. "Don't tease... just fuck me. Pound me into the shelves... I'm begging here."

"As you wish." Jyuushirou pulled Shunsui round, shoving his back against the shelves and letting Shunsui's legs wrap around his waist as he pounded into him. Gasps and moans filled the air as both men raced to climax, Shunsui stroking himself while Jyuushirou's strong hands gripped his waist hard enough to leave bruises.

With a shuddering cry they climaxed together, reiatsu swirling in the air around them as Shunsui splattered their chests with cum and Jyuushirou filled Shunsui's ass. They collapsed to the floor together, Jyuushirou still buried in Shunsui, ignoring the trail of semen that leaked from Shunsui to stain the spines of the books, such a detail unimportant in the afterglow of such a powerful orgasm.