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Ichi / Bya / Ren NC-17 Getting to Know You Pt.III
Title: Getting to Know You Pt.III
Author/Artist: Kageisuke
Pairing/Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo / Kuchiki Byakuya / Abarai Renji
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): Yaoi; 3-way; Complete porn; Why hello, Mr.Crack! How are you?
Disclaimer: If I owned Renji, he would walk around the house naked all day…
Summary/Notes:It’s been a while since the first two parts, but I decided to finish this up as a trilogy since the second one ended up in another of my darn cliffhangers that shouldn’t be there…
Part I | Part II
Renji moaned as Byakuya's tongue wrestled with his. Byakuya crawled over Renji's body and ran his hands over the man beneath him. He flicked a nipple and ate the gasp that passed from the red-head's lips. He trailed down after nibbling on one delicious bottom lip to nip at his chin, then his neck, and finally his collar bone. The body underneath him squirmed and he enjoyed finding random erogenous zones. Behind the ear, nipples, bellybutton, a hip bone -that he was currently gnawing on and Renji didn't seem to dislike it-, and one random spot right in the middle of his chest. He didn't claim to understand it, but he stored the memory away for later use.
His hand stroked Renji to hardness as he tickled his recent finds. He listened to the telling moans and felt a twinge below. He removed his hand from Renji's throbbing dick and ignored the whimpering. Without a hint of forewarning, he slowly sank a finger into Renji's ass. The man didn't stiffed, but he did make a small face that gave away his unease. Byakuya leaned forward, administering a deep kiss that smoothed away the wrinkles on Renji's brow. Their lips smacked as he moved away from kiss-swollen lips and attacked the spot behind Renji's ear.
Ichigo, not as exauhsted as he had been a few minutes ago, fought not to respond to the noises. His hips twitched as he prevented them from rocking against the rough 4th division sheets. With Renji's pants getting louder, Ichigo simply gave up trying to ignore the other men and rose onto his elbows. He didn't even know why he'd been trying to stay out of it anyway since he'd fucked -and been fucked by- the two men who were making the most lustful sounds ever. Renji especially... and it served the bastard right for taking advantage of him earlier.
He looked up at Byakuya, who was idly caressing the red-head and drawing out purrs as if he did that kind of thing everyday. Judging from the way Renji was responding he wouldn't be surprised if it was true. Having been the one who had started this whole thing, Byakuya was probably just a horny bastard in noble-sheep's clothing...
Just as that thought had finished in his mind, Ichigo felt a finger run over his jaw. Startled his eyes shot up to the source. Those pools of black swirls were calling him and like hell was he going to refuse... Ichigo slid forward and captured Byakuya's mouth. He leaned over and placed his hand down for balance. He jumped back at the feel of muscles twitching under his fingers. Damn. He'd forgotten Renji was there, though he didn't know how with all the noise. He watched -with sadistic satisfaction- Renji squirm under Byakuya's touch and make begging eyes at his taichou.
"Taichou," Renji called out softly, then quickly corrected himself when the eyes narrowed. "Byakuya..."
Satisfied with the correction, Byakuya finished stretching Renji and in one slow, smooth motion, entered him. He raised a hand and gently pulled Ichigo to him to resume their interrupted kiss. Ichigo moaned into the other man's mouth and tried to follow it as Byakuya pulled back.
"Climb over," Byakuya instructed. Ichigo blinked at him. Then, giving Renji a quick look -not that he was seeing much of anything except a haze of pleasure- he straddled his chest facing Byakuya. He held himself up just a little because even though he didn't exactly like Renji in more than a platonic way, -those big words from Byakuya were starting to seep in somehow- he didn't hate him enough to suffocate him by sitting down on his chest. But if he were to die during sex, that was mostly any man's dream, wasn't it?
His thoughts instantly stopped with the beginning of an open mouthed kiss that he had to move with as Byakuya rocked slowly in and out of his fukutaichou. He felt a pair of hands running over his thighs, yet at the same time another hand tangled into his hair to pull him closer. The fourth gripped his hand and the moving hips beneath them.
Byakuya sighed into the boy's mouth as their tongues parted. It didn't go very far, just to run over his lips and chin. After receiving a nip, lips dragged over his neck and teeth scraped over his skin making him lose his rhythm. He felt the hot air from Ichigo's groan as he abruptly stopped moving and dug his fingers into the raven haired man's stomach.
Byakuya could see the barest bit of movement beyond Ichigo's body and recognized the jerking movements of Renji's hand as it took care of what was dangling in front of him. With a gentle hand, Byakuya guided Ichigo down. If Renji was willing, Ichigo should reciprocate. Ichigo stayed still until he regained some control. He looked up at Byakuya and attempted to rise but was prevented by a hand on his neck that played with bits of his hair.
He followed Byakuya's gaze down to the twitching cock the lay forgotten. Did he have to? The stroking on his cock that made his legs weak became faster. Guess so. He scooted a little further back so he could do it comfortably. Just as he slid the dick into his mouth, his own became encompassed in moist heat. His head dropped and he started to moan but the cock in his mouth prevented it. He jerked up and coughed. It was embarrassing enough to choke, but the lips he felt curling around his dick in what HAD to have been a smile pissed him off. He would show that stupid bastard!
Byakuya gave a sigh through his nose at the competition he could see starting. Those two were ridiculous, but as long as they didn't start wiggling around too much... He set a slow pace and moaned softly. He could feel Ichigo's hair brushing against his stomach with every inward thrust. He raised a hand from Renji's hips to run a hand over Ichigo's flexing shoulder blades.
Byakuya stiffened and his movements came to an abrupt halt. Ichigo gasp as his hair was pulled roughly and he was tossed to the side. He blinked, utterly confused as Byakuya pulled out and did the fasted shunpo ever around the room. Renji also looked dazed and watched. It wasn't until a second later that they both felt the familiar reiatsu wash over them. It was suppressed, but it was definitely coming closer. Renji sat up just before Byakuya grabbed his arm and flung him to the side of the door.
Ichigo looked around wildly before flinging the covers back, pulling the clothes left on the floor under it with him and he jumped it and tucked them securely around his legs. He put his hands on his lap hoping to hide his erection and stared wide-eyed at the door.
The door opened -despite the fact it had been locked earlier- and Rukia stuck her head in. Byakuya pushed Renji further up against the wall.
"I heard Nii-sama kicked your ass, Ichigo!" Rukia said happily. "Why'd you do something so stupid as to challenge him anyway?" She took a step but Ichigo raised a hand.
"Wait, Rukia!"
She cocked an eyebrow. "What?"
Byakuya ran a hand over Renji's chest as he watched his little sister out of the corner of his eye. He found the random spot and brushed against hit. He heard the small hiss that passed Renji's lips. He felt the tiniest twinge in his own stomach.
"Uh, it's just-" Ichigo forced his eyes to Rukia and not at the scene behind her.
"You alright Ichigo?"
Byakuya lifted Renji’s leg and immediately ground against him. He sucked gently on the other man’s neck and used it to muffle his sigh as he reentered the redhead. Nails embedded themselves into his back and he felt Renji struggle to control himself, but lost as he let out a high pitched whine.
"What was that noise?" Rukia blinked and started to turn.
"RUKIA!"
Her head snapped back to Ichigo. "What?!"
"I, uhhh, I'm learning ventriloquism! That was good, right?" He cleared his throat and opened his mouth. Another whine came from Renji across the room with perfect comedic timing and Ichigo tried not to snarl at him to shut his stupid ass mouth.
"Riiiight," Rukia said, nodding and smiling at him to hide her obvious worry. "You still need some time to rest, so..."
"Yeah! That's a good idea!" Ichigo waved.
Rukia turned to leave, then turned back. "And if you see nii-sama or Renji around, tell them Ukitake-taichou wants to speak to them."
"Sure!" Ichigo said, waving again and watching her leave. He let out a deep breath then glared at the two men in the corner.
"You stupid asshole, Renji! Can’t you keep it down!?" He completely ignored the fact it was Byakuya who had been the cause of the disturbance.
Byakuya reached out and locked the door -for sure this time- and un-impaled his fukutaichou. He turned him and pushed him gently towards the bed. Renji fell onto his hands and knees over Ichigo.
"What the hell?" Ichigo began, but Renji let his forehead fall against Ichigo's shoulder.
"Aa, fuck..." the redhead hissed. Ichigo was about to tell him to get off of him when Byakuya walked over, black hair still amazingly perfect looking -if not glistening with sweat- and radiating a pale glow. So awed by the sight, he clutched Renji's shoulder and couldn't tear his eyes away as Byakuya kneeled behind the red-head.
Feeling the elegant fingers touch lightly on his hips, Renji steeled himself. A gentle pat to the small of his back made him loosen and he felt the slow penetration. God. He felt like he was being filled... He groaned into Ichigo's shoulder and began moving back and forth.
Ichigo looked over at Renji for a moment before he was capture by Byakuya's eyes again. They got closer as the man bent over and he felt fingers closed around his ankles. Suddenly he was dragged down and he slid on his back. He looked up at Renji, who was staring down at him distractedly. He was looking quite determined about something until Byakuya seemed to hit a special spot -that Ichigo remembered quite clearly- and his eyes rolled up a little and he grimaced. "Byakuya..." he groaned and his head dropped.
Ichigo felt a moment of irritation. "Don't say his name while you’re lookin' at me," he grumbled. He reached up and pulled Renji's head down. Shoving his tongue inside, he initiated a long wet kiss. He felt fingers start to wander down to a familiar place and he gave Renji a chop to the neck. "Don't even!"
Renji snarled. "The fuck was that for?! I'm just-"
"Do no attract more attention to this room than necessary," Byakuya's voice silenced them. They both noticed the slight huff in his voice that betrayed how much effort he was putting into his actions.
"Che," Renji growled, half from being angry and the other half from the gentle prodding against his a-spot. "If ya wanna finish yourself off, go ahead then. I won't help..."
"You were just gonna-!"
"Too much noise-!" Byakuya hissed, the note of impatience in his tone making them lower their voices.
"Do it yourself then!"
"Fine!" Ichigo turned his head and crossed his arms over his chest. Renji glared down at him. Then, a slow grin spread across his face. He reached down and grabbed Ichigo's ankles and lifted them up into the air.
"Hey, asshole!" He started to fight against the restraining hands and made a move to kick Renji in his face when his ankles changed possession to the noble. "Aa! Wait a second-!"
Renji pushed half a finger in. "Stupid bastard. Squirming around so much makes you all tight again." He pressed his lips to Ichigo's to prevent the angry roar that would definitely have pissed Byakuya off. "Now I have to do it over..." He smirked and Ichigo brought his hands up to try and push Renji back.
He grunted as he felt the uncomfortable wiggle of the finger. Ichigo gripped the arm by his head and looked away from Renji's sneering face, remembering the results of the last time. It hadn't been that bad... He suddenly arced as Renji's finger touched him perfectly inside. His head whipped back around at Renji's chuckle and he blushed. "Shut it, asshole! Last time I looked, Byakuya was making you moan like a whore against the wall behind the door!"
"Heh, that's right," Renji accepted, "and who was calling my name a few minutes before that as he was being fucked doggy style?"
Before Ichigo could come up with a response, Renji kissed him. During the kiss -which was more like a fight for dominance- he pulled Ichigo's hips closer and shoved inside remorselessly. As he felt the tightness surround him, he also felt Byakuya sliding out of him.
"Aaaa! God...!" Ichigo shuddered into Renji's mouth. He wrapped his suddenly free legs around Renji's waist. After the brief pain and burst of pleasure, Ichigo cursed. "Son of a bitch!"
"Oh? Did I surprise you?" Renji mocked.
"I fucking *hate* you."
"And I hate you, too" Renji purred, thrusting in sharply. "I'll show you just how much..."
As he pulled out, Byakuya pushed in hard and Renji cut of his own moan halfway through.
Ichigo snorted. "Must not be that much."
"Shut up!" Renji said around clenched teeth. "You try doing this-"
"I'd love to, actually," Ichigo sneered back at him.
"You know what, you bastard?" Renji grabbed the legs around his waist and shoved then up, trying to fold the orange-haired boy in half.
"Ow! Dammit! That hurts!"
Renji grinned. "Byakuya's more flexible than you."
"He probably does palates or some shit like that!"
"Pila-what?"
A kiss to the back of his neck brought Renji's attention to the person behind him. "I know you both must engage in a lover's spat before anything can be done-" his teeth that clamped down on Renji's shoulder manage to silence both of the angry men, "-but we have paperwork to do when this is all said and done. And I recall Rukia saying Ukitake needs to speak to us."
"How can you talk about paperwork at a-" Renji started to complain, but Byakuya pulled him back, and he pulled almost all the way out of Ichigo, then he felt Byakuya start to pull himself out.
Then, Byakuya plunged back in, gripping Renji's hips hard, and he gasped. Then, instantly, the fukutaichou was pushed forward hilt deep into Ichigo. Both men moaned and shivered.
"If you do that again, I'll do all the paperwork *myself*!" Renji groveled.
Byakuya let the slightest smirk touch his lips before obliging, several times. Ichigo left angry lines down Renji's back as he cried out and squirmed with every movement.
Byakuya pulled back again, but Renji jerked backwards, then forwards into Ichigo. Adjusting his rhythm, he gave shorter thrusts to push into Renji as he pulled back from his own dive into Ichigo. He ran his hands over Renji's back where Ichigo's hands couldn't reach to tear at the smooth muscular flesh. He closed his eyes and let his body move instinctually.
Ichigo groaned and arced his back as the pounding brought him closer and closer. He heard the beginning of his name several times whispered from Renji's lips before he pulled back and was distracted by Byakuya. It turned into some type of shortening of their names. He heard him say "Bya... ii..." and he wasn’t sure if he was saying his name or gasping out how good it felt.
He pulled Renji down and rubbed his erection against the red-head’s stomach. "Nnn..." He opened his eyes and caught sight of Byakuya, who's face was only the slightest bit marred with a wrinkle across his forehead and eyebrows pushed together. His mouth opened and he heard the moan barely over Renji's. At that moment, Renji abandoned any kind of rhythm and bore down on Ichigo. Byakuya blinked for a second, as if coming back to his senses, before reining his fukutaichou back in.
Renji didn't know how much more he could take. The tightness around his cock and the constant brushing against his prostrate from behind left him dizzy with pleasure. He gave up control and let his body do what it wanted. He cried out Ichigo's name and pushed the legs even further. He growled his disappoint as hands pulled him back until he felt Byakuya moving inside of him. It was too much...
Ichigo watched Renji's demise with glazed eyes. Just the slightest movements from Renji drove away coherent thoughts. Hands pressed against his stomach as Renji tried to support himself and sway with Byakuya's movements. When a third hand appeared and wrapped around his dick he convulsed and let out a load groan. He bucked with the hand and tossed his head. For some inexplicable reason, he gasped out Byakuya's name. Somewhere in his mind he apparently realized Renji didn't have the coordination to do anything with his hands at that moment, since he had become the filling to a shinigami sandwich.
Renji cried out as he came, gripping Ichigo's stomach as he pumped the boy full of his seed. Ichigo followed shortly after, all but his shoulders and head lifted off the bed and he managed to spray them all, even Byakuya, with his appreciation.
Wiping a stray bit of cum from off his cheek, Byakuya licked it from his thumb. So inconsiderate, those two... He pulled back a little to dislodge Renji from Ichigo before flopping him forward on the boy's chest. Renji gave a small sound of protest that turned into moans as Byakuya grabbed his hips and pounded into him. His breath hitching, Byakuya closed his eyes and finally allowed himself to lose a bit of the control he'd had an iron fist on.
Ichigo watched as Byakuya mounted Renji like a horse. Hs arms were wrapped around Renji's neck to prevent him from sliding all over the place and it was a good thing. Byakuya's hips pistoned him in and out of the man incredibly fast. His eyebrows pressed together again and he let out a choked gasp. His breath ragged, he added his own set of claw marks to Renji's back as he came inside him. He shuddered and his eyes rolled a little in his head. Just that expression alone was making Ichigo get hard again...
Having finished, Byakuya took a moment to take a deep breath and put his mask back in place. Ichigo marveled at that as the noble pulled out and stepped off the bed. He could see the sweat pouring off the noble’s body and there was a trail of semen -his semen- coming from between his legs as evidence of what had happened earlier.
Renji shifted a bit before sitting up, face still flushed from earlier. He sat between Ichigo's legs and stared at the wall a moment. He looked between Ichigo and Byakuya for a second, as if trying to figure out if this had really happened or it was a very, very fucked up dream.
"Renji."
"Hai, taichou?"
And just like that, everything went back to normal.
"We'll be going back to headquarter to clean ourselves before seeing Ukitake."
"Hai." Renji also got off the bed.
Byakuya pulled on his last glove and looked around the room to see if anything was misplaced. As he inspected Renji to make sure he was presentable, he looked over at Ichigo, who stared at them like they were crazy.
"Ichigo."
"Huh?" he said, startled.
"I believe I have made my reparations."
"Repa-what?" Ichigo blinked. "Oh! Reparations, right... Yeah..."
Byakuya gave a slight nod and he and Renji left the room.
Ichigo still gape after them, then with a curse he exclaimed, "I still don't know what the hell that means!"
Notes : How anticlimactic! But it's done! ::small cheers:: Hope you guys liked it. I get extra credit for spelling ventriloquism right the FIRST time!![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gwy! Even more RenIchi! I didn't mean for it to be this prevalent... Poor Byakuya-bo fades into the background for a while again, but...Renji pwns Ichigo TWICE! And someone indeed almost got caught! kimper is so evil with her requests! Speaking of request... Requests are open. ::cracks knuckles:: I should get to them in a timely manner. If it isn't smut, make sure to put a rating with the request.
Author/Artist: Kageisuke
Pairing/Characters: Kurosaki Ichigo / Kuchiki Byakuya / Abarai Renji
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): Yaoi; 3-way; Complete porn; Why hello, Mr.Crack! How are you?
Disclaimer: If I owned Renji, he would walk around the house naked all day…
Summary/Notes:It’s been a while since the first two parts, but I decided to finish this up as a trilogy since the second one ended up in another of my darn cliffhangers that shouldn’t be there…
Part I | Part II
Renji moaned as Byakuya's tongue wrestled with his. Byakuya crawled over Renji's body and ran his hands over the man beneath him. He flicked a nipple and ate the gasp that passed from the red-head's lips. He trailed down after nibbling on one delicious bottom lip to nip at his chin, then his neck, and finally his collar bone. The body underneath him squirmed and he enjoyed finding random erogenous zones. Behind the ear, nipples, bellybutton, a hip bone -that he was currently gnawing on and Renji didn't seem to dislike it-, and one random spot right in the middle of his chest. He didn't claim to understand it, but he stored the memory away for later use.
His hand stroked Renji to hardness as he tickled his recent finds. He listened to the telling moans and felt a twinge below. He removed his hand from Renji's throbbing dick and ignored the whimpering. Without a hint of forewarning, he slowly sank a finger into Renji's ass. The man didn't stiffed, but he did make a small face that gave away his unease. Byakuya leaned forward, administering a deep kiss that smoothed away the wrinkles on Renji's brow. Their lips smacked as he moved away from kiss-swollen lips and attacked the spot behind Renji's ear.
Ichigo, not as exauhsted as he had been a few minutes ago, fought not to respond to the noises. His hips twitched as he prevented them from rocking against the rough 4th division sheets. With Renji's pants getting louder, Ichigo simply gave up trying to ignore the other men and rose onto his elbows. He didn't even know why he'd been trying to stay out of it anyway since he'd fucked -and been fucked by- the two men who were making the most lustful sounds ever. Renji especially... and it served the bastard right for taking advantage of him earlier.
He looked up at Byakuya, who was idly caressing the red-head and drawing out purrs as if he did that kind of thing everyday. Judging from the way Renji was responding he wouldn't be surprised if it was true. Having been the one who had started this whole thing, Byakuya was probably just a horny bastard in noble-sheep's clothing...
Just as that thought had finished in his mind, Ichigo felt a finger run over his jaw. Startled his eyes shot up to the source. Those pools of black swirls were calling him and like hell was he going to refuse... Ichigo slid forward and captured Byakuya's mouth. He leaned over and placed his hand down for balance. He jumped back at the feel of muscles twitching under his fingers. Damn. He'd forgotten Renji was there, though he didn't know how with all the noise. He watched -with sadistic satisfaction- Renji squirm under Byakuya's touch and make begging eyes at his taichou.
"Taichou," Renji called out softly, then quickly corrected himself when the eyes narrowed. "Byakuya..."
Satisfied with the correction, Byakuya finished stretching Renji and in one slow, smooth motion, entered him. He raised a hand and gently pulled Ichigo to him to resume their interrupted kiss. Ichigo moaned into the other man's mouth and tried to follow it as Byakuya pulled back.
"Climb over," Byakuya instructed. Ichigo blinked at him. Then, giving Renji a quick look -not that he was seeing much of anything except a haze of pleasure- he straddled his chest facing Byakuya. He held himself up just a little because even though he didn't exactly like Renji in more than a platonic way, -those big words from Byakuya were starting to seep in somehow- he didn't hate him enough to suffocate him by sitting down on his chest. But if he were to die during sex, that was mostly any man's dream, wasn't it?
His thoughts instantly stopped with the beginning of an open mouthed kiss that he had to move with as Byakuya rocked slowly in and out of his fukutaichou. He felt a pair of hands running over his thighs, yet at the same time another hand tangled into his hair to pull him closer. The fourth gripped his hand and the moving hips beneath them.
Byakuya sighed into the boy's mouth as their tongues parted. It didn't go very far, just to run over his lips and chin. After receiving a nip, lips dragged over his neck and teeth scraped over his skin making him lose his rhythm. He felt the hot air from Ichigo's groan as he abruptly stopped moving and dug his fingers into the raven haired man's stomach.
Byakuya could see the barest bit of movement beyond Ichigo's body and recognized the jerking movements of Renji's hand as it took care of what was dangling in front of him. With a gentle hand, Byakuya guided Ichigo down. If Renji was willing, Ichigo should reciprocate. Ichigo stayed still until he regained some control. He looked up at Byakuya and attempted to rise but was prevented by a hand on his neck that played with bits of his hair.
He followed Byakuya's gaze down to the twitching cock the lay forgotten. Did he have to? The stroking on his cock that made his legs weak became faster. Guess so. He scooted a little further back so he could do it comfortably. Just as he slid the dick into his mouth, his own became encompassed in moist heat. His head dropped and he started to moan but the cock in his mouth prevented it. He jerked up and coughed. It was embarrassing enough to choke, but the lips he felt curling around his dick in what HAD to have been a smile pissed him off. He would show that stupid bastard!
Byakuya gave a sigh through his nose at the competition he could see starting. Those two were ridiculous, but as long as they didn't start wiggling around too much... He set a slow pace and moaned softly. He could feel Ichigo's hair brushing against his stomach with every inward thrust. He raised a hand from Renji's hips to run a hand over Ichigo's flexing shoulder blades.
Byakuya stiffened and his movements came to an abrupt halt. Ichigo gasp as his hair was pulled roughly and he was tossed to the side. He blinked, utterly confused as Byakuya pulled out and did the fasted shunpo ever around the room. Renji also looked dazed and watched. It wasn't until a second later that they both felt the familiar reiatsu wash over them. It was suppressed, but it was definitely coming closer. Renji sat up just before Byakuya grabbed his arm and flung him to the side of the door.
Ichigo looked around wildly before flinging the covers back, pulling the clothes left on the floor under it with him and he jumped it and tucked them securely around his legs. He put his hands on his lap hoping to hide his erection and stared wide-eyed at the door.
The door opened -despite the fact it had been locked earlier- and Rukia stuck her head in. Byakuya pushed Renji further up against the wall.
"I heard Nii-sama kicked your ass, Ichigo!" Rukia said happily. "Why'd you do something so stupid as to challenge him anyway?" She took a step but Ichigo raised a hand.
"Wait, Rukia!"
She cocked an eyebrow. "What?"
Byakuya ran a hand over Renji's chest as he watched his little sister out of the corner of his eye. He found the random spot and brushed against hit. He heard the small hiss that passed Renji's lips. He felt the tiniest twinge in his own stomach.
"Uh, it's just-" Ichigo forced his eyes to Rukia and not at the scene behind her.
"You alright Ichigo?"
Byakuya lifted Renji’s leg and immediately ground against him. He sucked gently on the other man’s neck and used it to muffle his sigh as he reentered the redhead. Nails embedded themselves into his back and he felt Renji struggle to control himself, but lost as he let out a high pitched whine.
"What was that noise?" Rukia blinked and started to turn.
"RUKIA!"
Her head snapped back to Ichigo. "What?!"
"I, uhhh, I'm learning ventriloquism! That was good, right?" He cleared his throat and opened his mouth. Another whine came from Renji across the room with perfect comedic timing and Ichigo tried not to snarl at him to shut his stupid ass mouth.
"Riiiight," Rukia said, nodding and smiling at him to hide her obvious worry. "You still need some time to rest, so..."
"Yeah! That's a good idea!" Ichigo waved.
Rukia turned to leave, then turned back. "And if you see nii-sama or Renji around, tell them Ukitake-taichou wants to speak to them."
"Sure!" Ichigo said, waving again and watching her leave. He let out a deep breath then glared at the two men in the corner.
"You stupid asshole, Renji! Can’t you keep it down!?" He completely ignored the fact it was Byakuya who had been the cause of the disturbance.
Byakuya reached out and locked the door -for sure this time- and un-impaled his fukutaichou. He turned him and pushed him gently towards the bed. Renji fell onto his hands and knees over Ichigo.
"What the hell?" Ichigo began, but Renji let his forehead fall against Ichigo's shoulder.
"Aa, fuck..." the redhead hissed. Ichigo was about to tell him to get off of him when Byakuya walked over, black hair still amazingly perfect looking -if not glistening with sweat- and radiating a pale glow. So awed by the sight, he clutched Renji's shoulder and couldn't tear his eyes away as Byakuya kneeled behind the red-head.
Feeling the elegant fingers touch lightly on his hips, Renji steeled himself. A gentle pat to the small of his back made him loosen and he felt the slow penetration. God. He felt like he was being filled... He groaned into Ichigo's shoulder and began moving back and forth.
Ichigo looked over at Renji for a moment before he was capture by Byakuya's eyes again. They got closer as the man bent over and he felt fingers closed around his ankles. Suddenly he was dragged down and he slid on his back. He looked up at Renji, who was staring down at him distractedly. He was looking quite determined about something until Byakuya seemed to hit a special spot -that Ichigo remembered quite clearly- and his eyes rolled up a little and he grimaced. "Byakuya..." he groaned and his head dropped.
Ichigo felt a moment of irritation. "Don't say his name while you’re lookin' at me," he grumbled. He reached up and pulled Renji's head down. Shoving his tongue inside, he initiated a long wet kiss. He felt fingers start to wander down to a familiar place and he gave Renji a chop to the neck. "Don't even!"
Renji snarled. "The fuck was that for?! I'm just-"
"Do no attract more attention to this room than necessary," Byakuya's voice silenced them. They both noticed the slight huff in his voice that betrayed how much effort he was putting into his actions.
"Che," Renji growled, half from being angry and the other half from the gentle prodding against his a-spot. "If ya wanna finish yourself off, go ahead then. I won't help..."
"You were just gonna-!"
"Too much noise-!" Byakuya hissed, the note of impatience in his tone making them lower their voices.
"Do it yourself then!"
"Fine!" Ichigo turned his head and crossed his arms over his chest. Renji glared down at him. Then, a slow grin spread across his face. He reached down and grabbed Ichigo's ankles and lifted them up into the air.
"Hey, asshole!" He started to fight against the restraining hands and made a move to kick Renji in his face when his ankles changed possession to the noble. "Aa! Wait a second-!"
Renji pushed half a finger in. "Stupid bastard. Squirming around so much makes you all tight again." He pressed his lips to Ichigo's to prevent the angry roar that would definitely have pissed Byakuya off. "Now I have to do it over..." He smirked and Ichigo brought his hands up to try and push Renji back.
He grunted as he felt the uncomfortable wiggle of the finger. Ichigo gripped the arm by his head and looked away from Renji's sneering face, remembering the results of the last time. It hadn't been that bad... He suddenly arced as Renji's finger touched him perfectly inside. His head whipped back around at Renji's chuckle and he blushed. "Shut it, asshole! Last time I looked, Byakuya was making you moan like a whore against the wall behind the door!"
"Heh, that's right," Renji accepted, "and who was calling my name a few minutes before that as he was being fucked doggy style?"
Before Ichigo could come up with a response, Renji kissed him. During the kiss -which was more like a fight for dominance- he pulled Ichigo's hips closer and shoved inside remorselessly. As he felt the tightness surround him, he also felt Byakuya sliding out of him.
"Aaaa! God...!" Ichigo shuddered into Renji's mouth. He wrapped his suddenly free legs around Renji's waist. After the brief pain and burst of pleasure, Ichigo cursed. "Son of a bitch!"
"Oh? Did I surprise you?" Renji mocked.
"I fucking *hate* you."
"And I hate you, too" Renji purred, thrusting in sharply. "I'll show you just how much..."
As he pulled out, Byakuya pushed in hard and Renji cut of his own moan halfway through.
Ichigo snorted. "Must not be that much."
"Shut up!" Renji said around clenched teeth. "You try doing this-"
"I'd love to, actually," Ichigo sneered back at him.
"You know what, you bastard?" Renji grabbed the legs around his waist and shoved then up, trying to fold the orange-haired boy in half.
"Ow! Dammit! That hurts!"
Renji grinned. "Byakuya's more flexible than you."
"He probably does palates or some shit like that!"
"Pila-what?"
A kiss to the back of his neck brought Renji's attention to the person behind him. "I know you both must engage in a lover's spat before anything can be done-" his teeth that clamped down on Renji's shoulder manage to silence both of the angry men, "-but we have paperwork to do when this is all said and done. And I recall Rukia saying Ukitake needs to speak to us."
"How can you talk about paperwork at a-" Renji started to complain, but Byakuya pulled him back, and he pulled almost all the way out of Ichigo, then he felt Byakuya start to pull himself out.
Then, Byakuya plunged back in, gripping Renji's hips hard, and he gasped. Then, instantly, the fukutaichou was pushed forward hilt deep into Ichigo. Both men moaned and shivered.
"If you do that again, I'll do all the paperwork *myself*!" Renji groveled.
Byakuya let the slightest smirk touch his lips before obliging, several times. Ichigo left angry lines down Renji's back as he cried out and squirmed with every movement.
Byakuya pulled back again, but Renji jerked backwards, then forwards into Ichigo. Adjusting his rhythm, he gave shorter thrusts to push into Renji as he pulled back from his own dive into Ichigo. He ran his hands over Renji's back where Ichigo's hands couldn't reach to tear at the smooth muscular flesh. He closed his eyes and let his body move instinctually.
Ichigo groaned and arced his back as the pounding brought him closer and closer. He heard the beginning of his name several times whispered from Renji's lips before he pulled back and was distracted by Byakuya. It turned into some type of shortening of their names. He heard him say "Bya... ii..." and he wasn’t sure if he was saying his name or gasping out how good it felt.
He pulled Renji down and rubbed his erection against the red-head’s stomach. "Nnn..." He opened his eyes and caught sight of Byakuya, who's face was only the slightest bit marred with a wrinkle across his forehead and eyebrows pushed together. His mouth opened and he heard the moan barely over Renji's. At that moment, Renji abandoned any kind of rhythm and bore down on Ichigo. Byakuya blinked for a second, as if coming back to his senses, before reining his fukutaichou back in.
Renji didn't know how much more he could take. The tightness around his cock and the constant brushing against his prostrate from behind left him dizzy with pleasure. He gave up control and let his body do what it wanted. He cried out Ichigo's name and pushed the legs even further. He growled his disappoint as hands pulled him back until he felt Byakuya moving inside of him. It was too much...
Ichigo watched Renji's demise with glazed eyes. Just the slightest movements from Renji drove away coherent thoughts. Hands pressed against his stomach as Renji tried to support himself and sway with Byakuya's movements. When a third hand appeared and wrapped around his dick he convulsed and let out a load groan. He bucked with the hand and tossed his head. For some inexplicable reason, he gasped out Byakuya's name. Somewhere in his mind he apparently realized Renji didn't have the coordination to do anything with his hands at that moment, since he had become the filling to a shinigami sandwich.
Renji cried out as he came, gripping Ichigo's stomach as he pumped the boy full of his seed. Ichigo followed shortly after, all but his shoulders and head lifted off the bed and he managed to spray them all, even Byakuya, with his appreciation.
Wiping a stray bit of cum from off his cheek, Byakuya licked it from his thumb. So inconsiderate, those two... He pulled back a little to dislodge Renji from Ichigo before flopping him forward on the boy's chest. Renji gave a small sound of protest that turned into moans as Byakuya grabbed his hips and pounded into him. His breath hitching, Byakuya closed his eyes and finally allowed himself to lose a bit of the control he'd had an iron fist on.
Ichigo watched as Byakuya mounted Renji like a horse. Hs arms were wrapped around Renji's neck to prevent him from sliding all over the place and it was a good thing. Byakuya's hips pistoned him in and out of the man incredibly fast. His eyebrows pressed together again and he let out a choked gasp. His breath ragged, he added his own set of claw marks to Renji's back as he came inside him. He shuddered and his eyes rolled a little in his head. Just that expression alone was making Ichigo get hard again...
Having finished, Byakuya took a moment to take a deep breath and put his mask back in place. Ichigo marveled at that as the noble pulled out and stepped off the bed. He could see the sweat pouring off the noble’s body and there was a trail of semen -his semen- coming from between his legs as evidence of what had happened earlier.
Renji shifted a bit before sitting up, face still flushed from earlier. He sat between Ichigo's legs and stared at the wall a moment. He looked between Ichigo and Byakuya for a second, as if trying to figure out if this had really happened or it was a very, very fucked up dream.
"Renji."
"Hai, taichou?"
And just like that, everything went back to normal.
"We'll be going back to headquarter to clean ourselves before seeing Ukitake."
"Hai." Renji also got off the bed.
Byakuya pulled on his last glove and looked around the room to see if anything was misplaced. As he inspected Renji to make sure he was presentable, he looked over at Ichigo, who stared at them like they were crazy.
"Ichigo."
"Huh?" he said, startled.
"I believe I have made my reparations."
"Repa-what?" Ichigo blinked. "Oh! Reparations, right... Yeah..."
Byakuya gave a slight nod and he and Renji left the room.
Ichigo still gape after them, then with a curse he exclaimed, "I still don't know what the hell that means!"
Notes : How anticlimactic! But it's done! ::small cheers:: Hope you guys liked it. I get extra credit for spelling ventriloquism right the FIRST time!
gwy! Even more RenIchi! I didn't mean for it to be this prevalent... Poor Byakuya-bo fades into the background for a while again, but...kimper is so evil with her requests! Speaking of request... Requests are open. ::cracks knuckles:: I should get to them in a timely manner. If it isn't smut, make sure to put a rating with the request.