Storeroom

"Feeling better, Renji?" Kisuke asked.

"Yup, I'm feeling 100% okay," Renji grinned.

"Really? Up for anything, are you?" Kisuke said with a sly smile.

"Absolutely," Renji said, leaning towards the shop keeper meaningfully.

"That's good, because I have some big plans for you," Kisuke responded, hiding behind his fan playfully.

"Well I am definitely up whatever you have in mind," Renji said, leaning in closer.

"Great! Let's go downstairs so you can help me with the new stock," Kisuke said, bounding down the stairs.

"…wha…?" Renji said.

He just stared for a few moments before shrugging and heading downstairs and then into the storeroom behind the shop, following after Kisuke.

"Over there," Kisuke pointed towards a stack of boxes, waiting until Renji's back was to the door before locking it. Kisuke was going to have to do something distracting to not have Renji notice the kido spell though.

"Your captain was informed about your condition," Kisuke said, quickly releasing the incantation when he saw Renji stiffen.

"Great, now I'm going to get another lecture about my recklessness when I get back," Renji said with a sigh.

"If it makes you feel any better, Yoruichi used to pull his hair when he was a kid," Kisuke offered. Renji laughed at the image in his mind, his captain, fully grown and wearing his haori, having his hair tugged on by an impish looking Yoruichi.

"Ok, now move that box over there," Kisuke said pointing.

"Sure thing," Renji said, grunting as he lifted the heavy box.

"Why aren't we going shopping again?" Rangiku asked.

"Trust me, this will be way better," Yoruichi said, as they look at the small black and white screen. "This is the feed from the camera in the backroom. Kisuke supposedly has it to prevent theft, though I have no idea who he thinks would steal from him."

"…and?" Rukia said.

"And he just released a kido spell that would at least slow me down from entering," Yoruichi said.

"So, he doesn't want you in there, that's not a big deal. Is it?" Rangiku asked.

"Except that it's just him and Renji in there and there's really no reason and all to lock to the two of them in there…" Yoruichi said trailing off.

"Unless…" Rangiku said with a smile.

Rukia was blushing. "I'm not really sure that I should watch whatever it is that that creepy man wants to do to Renji."

"I thought you were mad at him for using Renji?" Yoruichi said. "What better way to make sure that he's behaving himself? If he apologizes then you'll know he's ok, and if he is doesn't then I'll let you hit him in the stomach."

"How about a little lower?" Rukia said smirking.

"Either way I get a show!" Rangiku said, now reconciled to the idea of putting off shopping for a little while.

"Doesn't this thing get sound?" Rukia asked.

"Hm, this is based of a human technology, so I really have no idea…" Yoruichi said, looking at the thing.

"Hey Rukia, I didn't know you were going to be here," Ichigo said, walking in.

"Oh, did you come in for some training?" Rukia asked.

"Yeah, and then some homework," he still had his backpack on.

"Please tell me you brought your laptop," Rukia said.

"Uh yeah, why?"

"You seem to be sweating Renji," Kisuke said innocently.

"Yeah, because it's a billion degrees in here and I'm doing all of the work!" Renji said, mildly annoyed with the work and sexually frustrated by the fact that Kisuke had been all over him last night and was now just calmly watching him. Renji took off his shirt, using it to wipe the sweat from his face before tossing it into the corner.

"Alright, that box up there needs to be moved down here," Kisuke said, pointing with his fan.

"What? Didn't I already move that box?" Renji asked.

Kisuke ignored him. "I thought you said you felt better. If you're still too weak from your very minor and completely avoidable accident then go ahead and take a long nap, maybe you'd prefer for me to make you some tea and hold your hand?" he asked.

"Now you're just being annoying for the hell of it," Renji said, struggling with the highly placed box.

"Why would I do that? I'm trying to be nice to you," Kisuke said.

"Your way of being nice sucks," Renji answered.

"Yoruichi said we had to talk so we're going to talk," Kisuke said. He paused. "I've decided that you are mine."

"Excuse me?" Renji stopped for a moment to look at the man.

"Oh there's no getting out of it now. I'm rather devious and I doubt you can escape from my intricate plan," Kisuke half joked.

"Uh huh," Renji said dubiously. "A complete 180, huh? I'm not really buying it."

"That one goes over there," Kisuke said.

"I JUST PUT THAT BOX THERE!" Renji yelled.

"Oh, did you? Sorry. It does belong over there though," Kisuke said, indicating the opposite side of the room.

"Would you at least buy that I'm sorry for not at least talking to you first?" Kisuke asked after awhile.

"Maybe. I really don't think that the words 'I'm sorry' really mean a lot to you," Renji said.

"True," Kisuke had to admit. "One more reason I like you, you don't let me get away with a lot."

"I guess that means there are some things I let you get away with," Renji said.

"Yes, like ordering you to move that box over there to that shelf up there," Kisuke said.

Renji didn't even complain this time, just did it.

"How about this then, take it one day at a time, and I kill anyone that looks at you cross-eyed in the meantime?" Kisuke said.

"And people think I'm the blood thirsty one," Renji said with a grin. "Ok, seriously, it's getting very hot."

"There is an easy solution to that," Kisuke said.

"Um, guys, what the hell are you watching?" Ichigo said, having had hooked up the video feed into his laptop.

"Shhhh," Rangiku quieted him.

"I mean…he's…we really shouldn't be watching…" Ichigo stammered, turning redder by the second.

Renji was now completely naked.

"Is this what you meant?" Renji said with a smile. He paused for a moment before untying his hair as well, running his fingers through it to loosen the strands.

"So, are you going to finish moving those boxes?" Kisuke said after a few breaths.

Renji just laughed. "Fine," he agreed, getting back to work.

Kisuke didn't say anything for the next minute or so. It was time to move to the next phase of his plan, but he was enjoying this part very much. He was happy he had the foresight the record the whole thing. Seeing Renji, sweaty and flushed, completely naked and partially aroused, his hair flowing behind him like mane, bending down to pick a box and then placing it on the highest shelf possible; it was actually even better than he'd imagined.

"Have you ever seen these kid's toys?" Kisuke said, pulling out a small object. "It's formed like a little hand, made of a gel like material, and you can throw it like this," he demonstrated, holding the end and letting the arm part of the hand stretch while the hand itself stuck to the wall.

"Um, no, I haven't seen that," Renji said, trying to not look at Kisuke like he was crazy.

"It's a pretty cute idea, so I stole it," Kisuke said, pulling out an odd object.

"It…looks like a snake or something," Renji said.

"It kind of works like the sticky hand, except mine, of course, is better," Kisuke said, quickly moving towards Renji.

"…the hell!" Renji got out as Kisuke wrapped the thing around his wrist and threw it up into the ceiling above them, where it implanted itself firmly.

"See, mine even has a remote!" Kisuke bragged, pulling out the device and hitting a button.

"Ump!" Renji said as the black ropelike object tightened, pulling him into a taunt standing position, his hands drawn above his head. He looked at Kisuke, who eyes were gleaming, checks slightly flushed. He smiled to himself. He hadn't noticed that Kisuke was so very turned on before.

Kisuke lightly ran his hands across Renji's bare chest. Renji groaned, finally feeling at least some sort of touch from him.

"If you had one request right now, what would it be?" Kisuke asked.

"That you take off your clothes," Renji answered easily.

"Good request," Kisuke said, quickly complying.

"Oh god, really I need to go. Now," Ichigo said insistently.

"Stop distracting me," Rangiku said, giving him a hard pinch in the arm.

"They're kissing and stuff, I mean, obviously they're going to…you're not going to watch are you?" Ichigo said. Why the hell had he helped them? Maybe he could just unhook his laptop and run.

"Touch the laptop and die," Rukia said.

"RUKIA!" Ichigo said shocked.

Kisuke's hands slid over Renji's wet back as he passionately kissed him. Renji's mouth seemed to be on fire, and Renji, despite being tied up, wasn't about to just sit back and do nothing. His probing tongue pushed inside Kisuke's. Their naked bodies pushed into each other, Renji arching his back to get closer to Kisuke.

"You see, I always knew I couldn't quite beat you in passion and energy," Kisuke said. "But, there is one area that I really do beat you in, sheer ingenuity!"

He used the remote again, pulling Renji even tighter, on to his toes.

"Ha! Just kidding," Kisuke said, using it again. The black snack like rope relaxed, giving Renji a lot more leeway to move around while still being restraining.

Renji groaned as Kisuke stepped in behind him, kissing him on the back of his shoulders.

"I hope you're ready, because I don't think I'm going to give you a lot of time," Kisuke said, thrusting an already lubed finger into Renji without warning.

Renji groaned, but relaxed quickly. "When the hell did you…?" Renji asked.

Kisuke had already prepared himself for this, he figured that once they got going he wasn't going to want to take a lot of time and he really didn't want to hurt Renji, especially considering all of the others plans Kisuke had made for him while trying desperately to sleep with a hard-on the night before.

"What…what is he doing?" Ichigo said, looking through splayed fingers.

"It doesn't work if you're looking through the fingers that you're trying to block your view with," Rukia said.

"I'll explain it to you later," Yoruichi said.

"Um, nevermind," Ichigo really didn't want to get sex advice from Yoruichi.

"It's just to make sure that Renji doesn't tear," Rangiku said. "See a woman gets pretty slick by herself in general but…"

"I SAID NEVERMIND!" Ichigo put his fingers into his ears, which left his eyes exposed. "AHHH!"

"If it really bothered you so much, you'd just leave," Rukia said.

"Shut up," Ichigo said unconvincingly.

"Kisuke," Renji whined.

"So impatient," Kisuke said, although he really feeling the driving need as well.

He wanted Renji so very badly. It was funny that he had gone without sex for decades in the land of the living (longer than he cared to count actually) without really being that hard-up, but a couple of days away from Renji and he was practically in pain. He never done this to Renji either and everything in him wanted to bury himself deep inside the man in front of him, to feel him pressed around him.

"Damn it Kisuke, I'm fine already," Renji said.

Kisuke pulled his fingers out of Renji.

"Tell me babe," Kisuke whispered into his ear. "Exactly how often does this happen to you?"

"Fuck, just do it!" Renji said. Honestly, he tried to bottom several times but it just didn't really do it for him. Like Kisuke said, most people lacked the passion that Renji had. Most people didn't want to, or couldn't, simply put him in his place and just take him. He would fight them if they tried to as well. He enjoyed the semi-violent nature of sex. There was no fighting here though, even if he had wanted to there was no way to get out of Kisuke's odd invention. Renji had been testing it. It didn't pinch at his wrists and he could hang on it with all of his weight, but it hadn't given even the slightest indication that he'd be able to loosen it. Renji hadn't really tried anything like this and he was finding that he really enjoyed it, at least with Kisuke behind the wheel.

"I want something first," Kisuke said.

Damn it, is he really going to make me beg for it? Renji thought.

"I want you to promise me that you are completely mine, for this moment right now," Kisuke said.

What? It took Renji a moment before he responded. "Hell, you can have me all day."

I'll make him do a little better next time, Kisuke thought to himself, but it's close enough.

"Lean back," Kisuke said, waiting until Renji complied before lining himself up, guiding his cock with his hands into Renji's tight opening.

"Renji…" Kisuke called out, not able to think, clinging to the back of his lover. He didn't even try to move or force his brain to function; he just hung there, feeling the hot heat and pressure around his hardened member. He could feel Renji's ragged breathing as he leaned on him, and after awhile felt Renji's tense back begin to relax a little.

"Kisuke," Renji called out. Kisuke almost had to laugh at the authoritativeness in his voice, like Renji was giving him an order. An order to move. Kisuke ignored him, staying completely still aside from his hands, which crept forward before firmly placing themselves around Renji's throbbing cock.

Renji moaned.

"Are you giving me orders, dear?" Kisuke managed to get out.

"You're always such a tease," Renji said.

Kisuke moved his hands, pumping Renji but only briefly before stopping. Without giving Renji a moment to know it was coming, he pulled himself out of Renji and then quickly in again.

"Kisuke!" Renji called out in pain and pleasure.

Kisuke had to admit that it broke him. He pushed himself into Renji again and again, Renji crying out, cursing and praising him. It was almost perfect, but not quite. Kisuke was close, too close really, before he realized what he wanted…needed.

He pulled himself out of Renji and fumbled around trying to grab the remote. He hit a button, releasing an unsuspecting Renji with a crash. Renji hit the ground on his knees, hard. He wasn't given any time to focus on it at all though, because Kisuke was swiftly undoing his bindings, and then passionately kissed him before pressing his back into the ground. Kisuke mounted Renji, easily entering him again. This time, Kisuke could see Renji's face as he leaned back, as he pushed himself against Kisuke's trusts. He could see Renji's purple cock pulsing. He quickly grabbed it. Renji was going to come first, he decided. Kisuke wanted to see how Renji looked when he came underneath him like this.

"Kisuke, my god, Kisuke I can't even…" Renji called out. Kisuke could feel it coming in his lover's body, watched his body tense, his head throw back. Kisuke had planned on continuing to pump through Renji's orgasm but the sudden feeling of his lover's body clamping down on his own was too much for him.

"Fuck!" Kisuke said, attacking Renji's body with renewed forced for just a couple of moments before finally releasing into his body.

He collapsed on Renji, knowing he could easily take his weight. They laid together for several moments, sharing in their mutual stickiness and exhaustion and sheer euphoria.

"Hey Kisuke," Renji said.

"Yeah," Kisuke said, not opening his eyes, leaning on Renji's chest.

"Where does the video from that camera go?"

Kisuke raised his head and looked at the camera for a moment.

"Shit," Yoruichi said. "Looks like the party is over!" She quickly flashed stepped out of the shop.

"Damn it! You guys are such jerks, now Renji is going to think I'm a pervert!" Ichigo said, grabbing his laptop and following her.

Rangiku and Rukia joined quickly.

"Did I…did I just feel presence of Rukia and Ichigo out there?" Renji asked.

"Heh, yeah I think so," Kisuke said.

"Great," Renji sighed.

"Here is your mail for the day, Captain."

Captain Kuchiki began to go through his correspondence. He paused at a largish envelope, opening it with a pen knife. He let out a small gasp when he saw the picture that was inside. Was that his lieutenant? On second glance it was obvious it was. Renji was naked and in the middle of personal activities with…who was that? He flipped over the picture.

Dear Captain Kuchiki,

Hands off, I'm not kidding. No one will know how you died.

Hugs and Kisses,

Kisuke Urahara