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Chapter 5

Jyuushiro puts his right arm over Shuuhei's broad shoulders, and puts his left arm up to link hands. He winces a little at the bruising on his back and chest as his muscles pull across them, but he holds on as Shuuhei gently picks him up.

Shuuhei balances the Captain's weight evenly in his arms. He chuckles softly as he makes his way to the bathroom. "You're so light, Taichou."

Jyuushiro rests his face lightly against Shuuhei's throat. "Mmm.. yes. Shunsui says that, too." The younger man's reiatsu surrounds him, rising just a bit to help with the carrying, and Jyuushiro leans against Shuuhei's chest so that he can feel Shuuhei's reiatsu through his touch against the younger man's skin. The binder has cut off everything else, and he wants the contact. The tub is steaming gently as they reach the bathroom and the air helps lighten up Jyuushiro's breathing. He sighs softly as they enter.

"Here... I... I think I need a quick soap down and rinse before I go in. Old habits die hard," Jyuushiro says apologetically. "Couldn't go into the old public baths without being clean first... and..." His voice lowers to a whisper, "I'd really like it if you could just wash me... it's okay if you don't want to..."

Shuuhei chuckles and sets the Captain down carefully on the low bench. He leans in to kiss the top of Ukitake's head. "You obviously haven't heard any stories about my 'hand-washing'."

Jyuushiro swallows at the kiss and looks up, his smile is tentative still but real. "I... no, I hadn't. Would... would you like to wash first, then? I can... rest and I'd like to watch."

Shuuhei chuckles again and takes the shower nozzle from the wall. "Thank you, Taichou." He turns on the water, testing the temperature over his fingers and he rinses his body quickly. "I have some kind of disorder, they have a name for it in the real world, but I don't remember what it is." He takes the soap from the shelf and works up a lather, running his hands over his chest and genitals.

Jyuushiro listens quietly, watching strong hands running over hard muscles and smooth skin. It's soothing to watch, and he moves himself enough to get a small net scrubber and some soap up off the floor, "May I wash your back?"

Shuuhei grins and turns around, he squats to give the Captain easy access to his upper back and shoulders.

Jyuushiro smiles, admiring the smooth play of wet skin over hard muscles, and squirts some of the liquid soap on the net scrubber. He rubs along Shuuhei's shoulders, then down his shoulder blades, and down his spine.

Shuuhei rests his arms on his knees and stares thoughtfully ahead at the tiled wall. He sighs as Ukitake's hands run over his back. "Taichou…" he murmurs finally. "Did you mean what you said? That you enjoyed what I did?"

Jyuushiro pauses a little in his ministrations at the questions, then he goes on alongside Shuuhei's spine and then down to his lower back as he says, "Yes. I enjoyed it a great deal. I need, sometimes, to let go."

Shuuhei says nothing. He reaches back and captures Ukitake's wrist gently, taking the soapy scrubber from the Captain's fingers and turning around. He looks up into the older man's eyes and his brows furrow. "I feel like I should feel bad… or maybe disgusted with what I did to you… but I don't. I really liked it…"

Jyuushiro looks calmly back and nods. "Does it help when I say that I asked for what you did? I not only wanted what you did, but enjoyed exactly how you did it? Is my consent what helps make it less... bad?"

Shuuhei nods. "It does, but there's still the fact that I was turned on when I hurt you…" The vice Captain stands and takes the nozzle from the wall. He wets Ukitake's hair and grabs the shampoo from the shelf.

"There is that," Jyuushiro says. He feels Shuuhei's strong hands gently massage shampoo into his scalp and he sighs with the bliss of that. The suds are gently worked down the length of his white hair, and the warm water that follows makes him sigh with pleasure again. Jyuushiro put his own hands up to wring the water out of his hair, and lets the water move through it again. "So... I guess you're a real sadist, then."

Shuuhei snickers and replaces the nozzle. "Oh gods, that sounds so wrong." He gently pulls Ukitake to a standing position and puts the Captain's arms around his neck to support him. As he leaves soft kisses on Ukitake's neck and jaw, he washes the other man's inner thighs. Slow, careful passes of his soapy hands clean the traces of their activities from the older man's skin.

Jyuushiro chuckles as well, leans gratefully against the younger man as he is carefully cleaned. The smooth strokes sooth his reddened skin and the kisses sooth the rest of him. He says a little wryly, "Well... most people look at me a little gap-mouthed when I finally get around to saying I'm a sadist, too. Or a masochist even, for that matter."

Shuuhei reaches for the nozzle once again and starts to rinse the soap from Ukitake's legs. "Well, let 'em gape. I think it's pretty fucking sexy."

Jyuushiro hums with pleasure at the words and the spray of water. "Thank you," he murmurs.

"No need to thank me," Shuuhei whispers. As the last of the soap disappears down the drain, Shuuhei replaces the nozzle and bends to hook an arm underneath the other's knees. He gently lifts the Captain and carries him to the tub and down the textured steps. Settling down in the hot water, he sets Ukitake between his legs and pulls the older man's back against his chest.

Jyuushiro enjoys Shuuhei's strength, especially with his still restrained by the reiatsu binder. He gives a deep sigh as they sink into the hot, healing waters and he feels the power within the water work its magic on his bruises, his lungs, and his nipples. He leans back against Shuuhei in his post-Scene haze and just breathes.

Shuuhei wraps one arm around Ukitake's chest, the other plays with the ends of the Captain's hair. He isn't sure what to do besides touch, hold, and caress. He isn't sure if just his being there is enough. Does he need to say something? What does Ukitake need from him?

"How long?" Shuuhei murmurs into the other's ear. "When will I know you're all right?"

Jyuushiro hugs Shuuhei's arm and sighs, "I... I don't quite know how long... Hisagi-san. But I just need... need you here for now. This is perfect. I love... love how you're holding me, touching me."

Shuuhei's arm tightens around the thinner man and he lowers his head to nuzzle the Captain's neck. "It's okay, Taichou. I was just wondering. I'll stay as long as you need me." He kisses the skin against his lips and lowers his voice to a whisper. "It's okay…"

Jyuushiro hums softly at the kiss and hugs Shuuhei's arm at the whisper. "Can I turn sideways? I'd like to see your face."

"Of course, Taichou," Shuuhei shifts his position and finds himself staring down into brown eyes. He runs his thumb along the Captain's flushed cheek and spreads his fingers over the older man's jaw.

Jyuushiro settles comfortably, and leans a little into Shuuhei's gentle touch, eyes slitting a little in his pleasure.

Shuuhei can't help himself and leans down to kiss Ukitake's lips. The kiss is not chaste or restrained, the younger man can't hold himself back when the Captain gives him such a look. He threads his fingers through the white hair, not pulling, just applying pressure.

Jyuushiro's kiss is still simply an acceptance of the heat of Shuuhei's kiss, he doesn't match the heat, but his breathing does quicken with it. He murmurs softly at the pressure on his hair as well, eyes closing.

Jyuushiro settles again against Shuuhei and gradually, his breathing steadies. He rubs his face lightly against Shuuhei's throat and at that reminder, he reaches up to the choker around his. It's soaked, now, but the healing water hadn't ruined the leather quite the way a soak in regular water would have. It's fine. He smiles. "So... Hisagi-san... what did you think of... what we've done together?"

Shuuhei cradles Ukitake's head as the Captain nuzzles his neck. He runs his hand over the skin of the older man's thigh beneath the water as he thinks. "I liked… how you reacted to me…" he says quietly. "I liked everything but… the way you responded was amazing… I was thinking when I first got here that I would gag you… But then I realized your sounds were one of the things that turned me on the most."

Jyuushiro shivers a little at the mention of a gag, and grins, "Actually, the sounds around a gag can be pretty amazing as well. I... I get a little wordless the further down I am, as do most people. But those reactions... that's what I can give when I'm stripped of my defenses."

Shuuhei suddenly had a thought and trembled slightly as he asked, "What kind of sounds do you make when you're topping?"

Jyuushiro thinks and says, "I guess more growls, but I enjoy whispering, not usually command voice. I work more for responses from my bottom than from myself."

Shuuhei sighs and tilts his head back to rest on the tub's edge. "You wouldn't need commands with me. I've heard your sex whisper now, and that was when you were begging… You giving commands- sorry, requests… telling me what to do- what you what in your sex whisper…" Shuuhei sighs deeply and shakes his head slowly. "I'd be done in…"

Jyuushiro swallows on seeing the strong column of Shuuhei's exposed throat and at the words being said so quietly. Jyuushiro whispers softly, "I'd love to see you like that." And he reaches up to lightly feather a touch against Shuuhei's pulse line.

Shuuhei's head comes back up to look at the Captain's face. He feels his manhood starting to reawaken against Ukitake's hip. "You would?"

Jyuushiro meets Shuuhei's look and nods. "Yes. I would," he chuckles. "Not now, certainly, but... if you wanted, I'd love to give you what you gave me sometime."

Shuuhei's attention moves to the stray locks of heavy, dripping hair that fall over Ukitake's eyes. He reaches up and runs them between his thumb and middle finger. "I think…" he murmurs. "I think I would really like that… Taichou…" His touch moves down the Captain's cheek, to his mouth. Shuuhei runs the pad of his pointer finger over the older man's bottom lip.

Jyuushiro leans a little into the touch on his cheek. He kisses the tip of Shuuhei's finger lightly.

Shuuhei hold his breath as Ukitake kisses his fingers. He's fully hard beneath the other man now and his pulse is quickening by the second. "Taichou," his voice lowers to a whisper. "You're making me want you again…"

Jyuushiro leans against Shuuhei's hardness to reach up to kiss Shuuhei's mouth. "Hisagi-san, I'm... flattered. May I... the choker you've lent me... may I please put it back on you? I think the healing waters have been kind to it."

Shuuhei swallows thickly and nods his head.

Jyuushiro leans out a little to get his hands behind his neck and he deftly undoes the clasp on the choker. He then leans back in against Shuuhei to get his breath again, and reaches around Shuuhei to lay the damp leather against Shuuhei's throat. He gently redoes the clasp. Jyuushiro runs his fingers lightly against his handiwork. "There. Now... what of me do you want?"

Shuuhei slides his hands around Ukitake's waist and kneads the hard muscle in the older man's ass and thighs. He lets his eyes lids droop and he breaths gently across the Captain's mouth. "A lot of things," he says.

He lifts the older man from his lap easily and shifts his legs in between Ukitake's, causing the Captain to straddle him. He pulls the lithe form against him, causing friction on his erection.

Jyuushiro hums at the kneading and smiles at the words. He relaxes to let Shuuhei change their positions, helping as he can. When he's pulled up against Shuuhei, he wraps his arms around Shuuhei's shoulders and arches his back for more.

Shuuhei makes a soft noise and kisses Ukitake's chest. His hands grip the older man's hips harder and he pushes up against him slowly. Their bodies slide against each other easily in the soothing water. "Ahh, Taichou… I love it when you arch your back like that."

Jyuushiro's eyes close and his hands slides lightly into Shuuhei's hair, just cupping the back of the bigger man's head. He shudders gently at the words and keeps up the gentle motions Shuuhei's started.

Shuuhei relishes the feeling of the body moving slowly over him. His cock slides back and forth along Ukitake's cleft and the younger man trembles with the want of being inside. He watches the Captain's peaceful face as he moves, loves the way the other man's head rolls lazily above him. He leans forward and runs his tongue over Ukitake's throat, licking up stray droplets of water.

"You're beautiful like this, Taichou," Shuuhei's breath quickens. "Ahh, let me make love to you, Taichou. Let me come inside you again… please, Ukitake-sama…"

Jyuushiro's eyes snap open at what Shuuhei's called him, and he feels a shiver run all the way down his spine. He laughs softly, swallows, "Mmm... calling me that will get you nearly anything." And he already knows he's ready, so he angles his next slide to take Shuuhei right into himself.

Shuuhei reaches down and guides himself into the other man, he hisses as Ukitake's hips come down on his own, his length fully sheathed.

Jyuushiro groans softly at being impaled, and he arches his back as he takes Shuuhei all the way in. "Oh, yes," he whispers softly.

Shuuhei is panting now, his breath coming in quiet gasps against Ukitake's neck. He uses his powerful arms to help the older man lift himself up and slide back down slowly. He groans deeply, "Ah yea… Just like that, Taichou. Slow… mmm… fuck that's good…"

Jyuushiro wraps his arms around the bigger man, enjoying Shuuhei's strength moving him, enjoying the play of muscles under his hands. He lightly licks at the edges of one of Shuuhei's ears, and rolls his hips with each stroke.

One of Shuuhei's hands moves to wrap his fingers around Ukitake's length. He strokes slowly, caressing softly, more for the added sensation than for conclusion. He gently kisses and licks all along the Captain's throat, moving lower to lightly suck on the older man's collar.

Jyuushiro moans softly at being caressed, "Oh, that's good, Hisagi-san. I like that gentleness." And he mmm's softly at the kisses and licks. His hands stroke Shuuhei's back, kneading a little.

Shuuhei's movements quicken slightly at the words. "I love it when you talk to me, Taichou," he lifts his head to pull Ukitake's bottom lip gently through his teeth. "You have such a sexy voice."

Jyuushiro's breathing quickens with the faster pace. He gasps a little at the gentle bite, and he smiles at the words, remembering. He pitches his voice low when he answers, "And you, Hisagi-san, say the most amazing things. I almost came at dinner when you spoke of fucking me right there and then on that table."

"Oh, I would have, Taichou, if I thought you would have let me…" Shuuhei's voice is reduced to quiet moans as he presses in and out. Powerful and controlled are their movements, slow, but not gentle. The feeling starts to overwhelm Shuuhei as he feels the forewarning tightening beginning low in his gut.

Jyuushiro starts to gasp now with each solid stroke, and as he feels the younger man tensioning. Shuuhei's moans makes his inner muscles tighten. And he starts to ride his impalement all the harder, using his grip on Shuuhei for just a bit more leverage against the sliding of their skin.

Shuuhei's hold on Ukitake's hip tightens and his stroking of the other man's cock speeds up. "Taichou…" he whispers breathlessly against pale skin. "Gods…" He leans his body forward slightly, curling in and causing the Captain to arch further. "Incredible… you're fucking incredible… ah, I'm so close…"

"Then come," Jyuushiro murmurs between his own gasps. "I want to... see you this time..." The additional arch makes him grip Shuuhei's shoulders even more tightly, and adds even more tension to his body. He groans as he feels his own climax approaching.

Shuuhei lift his head and moves his hand from the older man's hip to reach up and tangle in Ukitake's hair. He pulls the Captain's lips to his own while leaning back and resting his back against the tub edge. He pumps Ukitake's length with purpose and growls against the other's mouth. "Faster please, Taichou. Harder."

Jyuushiro moans at the pull on his hair, and he kisses Shuuhei fiercely as he moves faster, harder over Shuuhei's length within him, until the water starts to slop out over the edges of the tub onto the draining floor. The delicious frisson of motion deep within him and on his own length brings him closer and closer, and he works even harder to bring them both over.

Shuuhei is lost in sensation. The pressure builds inside him until it's too much to handle. He opens his eyes to watch Ukitake writhing over him. He locks eyes with the Captain and he commits the image to memory as his entire body becomes rigid. He opens his mouth in a silent cry as he pulses violently into that beautiful, pale body.

Jyuushiro groans at the image before him, every muscle in the young man's body defined and solid as he suddenly feels Shuuhei pulsing. He seats that pulsing length deep within him and reaches down to surround Shuuhei's fist with his own to give just that twist and pull he needs and he comes as well.

If Shuuhei had not already come, he would have now at the sight of Ukitake arching and throwing his head back above him. White hair, cascading down over his shoulders, water mixed with sweat running thickly down his neck and chest, his mouth open and his eyes shut, lost in ecstasy. Shuuhei takes in every sound, every movement as the Captain rides out his orgasm. He loses himself fully in the moment and groans deeply in worshipful appreciation.

Jyuushiro collapses against Shuuhei's chest, gasping, arms wrapped loosely around Shuuhei's shoulders. Follow through spasms shake him gradually more gently and he sighs softly and nuzzles lightly against the younger shinigami's throat. He holds the younger man as he can tell the other is spent, and eventually, he sighs as Shuuhei's softened cock slips from him.

Shuuhei's arms come around Ukitake, holding him tight against his body. His breathing slowly returns to normal and he feels his eyes sliding shut. "I was worried…" he says softly.

Jyuushiro mmm's softly as he's hugged closer, and he hugs back tightly as well. He listens to Shuuhei with his head on Shuuhei's shoulder. "Hm?" he says softly, encouraging more.

Shuuhei sighs and rests his chin on Ukitake's head. "I thought you wouldn't want to do it normally, without the pain… like…" the younger man clears his throat but doesn't continue.

Jyuushiro snuggles in closer and sighs softly. "Mm... hm..." Jyuushiro has his thoughts on what the Fukutaichou is thinking, but if Shuuhei is indeed thinking of Kira, it would break confidentiality to speak with him about the other vice Captain. "Well... I like gentleness, too, as that's pretty much all Shunsui and I share. He's not into this, and I'm not about to push him."

Shuuhei's heart tightens a little thinking of the bond that the two Captain's must share. "You love him very much, don't you, Taichou..."

Jyuushiro chuckles, "Yes. Yes, I do. But don't ask him if he loves me. Even after two-thousand years, he can't give a straight answer on that one."

Shuuhei lifts a hand to stroke down Ukitake's hair. His chest hurts and he stares straight ahead, seeing something beyond the tiled walls of the bathroom. Finally he whispers, "You're very lucky, Taichou…"

Jyuushiro's eyes open and he hugs the young man tightly at what he hears in that whisper. He sighs softly and sits up enough to try and see Shuuhei's eyes. He smiles a little wryly, "I am lucky. Lucky enough to have a friend whose stood by me and with me for nearly ever, and, wealth beyond reckoning, I now seem to have someone else whom I can care deeply for as well."

Shuuhei feels his face reddening and he has to divert his gaze. "Taichou… I…" the younger man suddenly has no idea what to do with his hands and his grip falters. "That's very kind if you Ukitake Taichou…"

Jyuushiro gently shakes the younger man. "No. I am not being kind. I don't do kind with relationships, they... they have to take too much for me to be.inice/i about them. Hisagi-san, you're..." He closes his eyes as his own throat tightens and he lowers his voice. "You're gentle, sharp, and hot as a lava flow. You care enough to do things well. I'd be a fool to just let you go thinking I don't care about you as well."

Shuuhei's vision becomes misty and he tries to convince himself that it's the steam from the water. He fixes his gaze on the Captain's chest as he can't make himself meet Ukitake's eyes. "I'm glad you think so Ukitake Taichou, but really I'm very selfish."

Jyuushiro strokes Shuuhei's jaw lightly, but he doesn't even try to make Shuuhei look up. "Hmm..." is all he says and he lays a gentle kiss on Shuuhei's hair. "How about we shower again and get into bed? I'm still a little wobbly and I'd like to get this reiatsu binder off."

Shuuhei nods and lifts Ukitake from his lap. He helps the older man from the tub and leads him to the bench. He washes the Captain for a second time, even more methodical and careful than the first. He places soft kisses on the pale skin and lets his hands roam freely.

Jyuushiro hums happily at the washing, enjoying the gentle touches. When Shuuhei washes himself, Jyuushiro tests his legs and then hobbles a little to the linen closet in the bathroom to pick up two huge 

linen towels that he places on the dry end of the bench. He gently washes Shuuhei's back for him again, laying a kiss between the bigger man's shoulder blades.

Shuuhei dries himself off with one of the big towels, as Jyuushiro dries himself off as well. Then the bigger man gathers Jyuushiro up in his arms to carry him back to the big bed in the other room and places him on the cover.

Jyuushiro chuckles at all the things still spread on the cover and he just plows them into a pile and then lifts the mass of them to put them on the nearest chest of drawers. He pulls off the stained cover, and throws it into the hamper before pulling back the clean sheets and blankets below. "There..."

Shuuhei moves towards the bed hesitantly. He folds his arms over his chest to keep himself from twiddling his thumbs or something equally as humiliating. "This is all right?" he asks softly. "Staying here with you tonight?"

"Yes. It will be more than all right. I... I would really like it if you stayed." Jyuushiro bites his lower lip gently. "Please."

Shuuhei moves forward again. "What about Kyouraku Taichou?"

Jyuushiro smiles, "Thank you for thinking about him. He's probably out drinking and if we share beds, it's usually his. Plus, he... I warned him earlier that I might be busy tonight." He slips between the sheets into the bed, and smiles up at Shuuhei.

Shuuhei chuckles and shakes his head slowly. "All right," he moves to slip in beside Ukitake and press against the other man. He kisses the Captain softly on the lips. "I haven't spent the night with anyone in almost… well, a long time…"

Jyuushiro kisses back warmly, and then gently pulls Shuuhei close and covers them both up. "Well, I'm glad you're choosing to do so with me." He sighs happily and then starts. "Oh... the reiatsu key." Jyuushiro reaches over to the nightstand and fishes the key from the knitting and has to laugh just a little.

Shuuhei takes the key from Ukitake's fingers and releases the lock on the binder. The jewel's glow dies and immediately, Shuuhei is surrounded by a hard press of reiatsu. He gasps at the force of it and drops his head to Ukitake's chest. "Fuck…" he cries.

Jyuushiro gasps and by sheer force of will, pulls his full force reiatsu back around himself. He'd forgotten how good it was to lay down his control over it, how even around the other Captains he'd always kept part of his powers locked down. He shudders at the effort and at the effect of Shuuhei's cry on himself, he gently strokes the younger man's hair, "I'm... I'm sorry..." and wraps an arm around Shuuhei's shoulders.

Shuuhei pants into Ukitake's chest. "Fuck… fuck… okay… a warning would have been nice..." he chuckles softly. "But at least I know what to expect next time huh?" He lifts his head and grins crookedly at the man in his arms.

Jyuushiro's eyes light, "Next time." He laughs softly, and kisses that grin gently. "Yes. Next time you'll know more of what to expect."

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