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acquiescenceTitle: How Could This Be Wrong?
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Pairing: Renji/Rukia
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Bleach doesn't belong to me, I'm not making money off of it or anything cool like that.
A/N: This is my second Bleach fanfic, It's for thebleach_fuh_q month of Rukia, but it's so late. But I'm really happy with how it turned out.
Word Count: 2,111
She sighed as she walked down through the gardens. He hadn’t been the same since it happened – hadn’t they been friends? Best friends? Why should this change anything?
Since she had been taken in by the Kuchiki family she had hardly spoken with Renji, he wouldn’t even look her in the eye when the passed in the corridors. She didn’t understand why this sudden change her family change should mean nothing to Renji – she was after all still just plain Rukia.
The girl with the hair that would never stay out of her face, the one who was always striving to please, the one who would never quite be good enough, she was simply just plain Rukia. This new family name did not change any of that, and yet it seemed that Renji thought it did.
He walked past her day after day and never said anything. He pretended like he didn’t see her, at least that way he could explain away why he never even acknowledged her anymore. She was untouchable now – how could he ever hope to be a part of her life now?
She was no longer the girl he and run around town with, she wasn’t the girl who had helped him steal food, she wasn’t the girl who could out run him in a race, she was a Kuchiki now – Kuchiki Rukia.
He was just the boy she knew once, the boy who would never amount to anything, the boy who would forever strive to live only in her shadow.
She was walking through the gardens again – it had seemed to become her favorite past time during her isolation. During these walks she often thought about Renji, her life before being taken in by the Kuchiki family, and her future with them. Tonight her mind continually strayed to Renji. She missed him; she needed him in her life no more than ever.
At a time when she had felt most alone in the world he was the one thing that had held her constant, and now that her feet had fallen out from under her once again he was no where to be found.
She wandered aimlessly through the groves of trees and rows of flowers. It calmed her mind to see the constant beauty of nature surrounding her. Even if her own life seemed unstable and always changing these gardens reminded her of the ever present ebb and flow of life.
She stopped though, when she saw him.
He usually only walked in the gardens early in the mornings, but he had been drawn to them this evening. So he walked through the trees muttering to himself about his constant stupidity.
Why did he continually ignore her? Why was he so arrogant, so prideful, so high? She was after all still Rukia, and he was still Renji. Why then couldn’t he talk to her anymore?
He kicked at the grass as he walked, frustrated with himself and with her. He didn’t even notice her further up the path.
“Renji …” she spoke in hardly more than a whisper.
He stopped in his tracks; he hadn’t even noticed her – or the world around him for that matter – until she spoke. And suddenly everything came back in to focus.
There she was, standing before him looking like she was caught between crying and jumping for joy. She was still that same girl he had met all those years ago. A little taller maybe, a little more mature, and yet she was the same. He probably was as well now that he thought about it.
“Ru-Rukia …”
“What are you doing here?”
“What do you mean, what does it look like I’m doing?” He tried to act as though everything was alright, though it came out half strangled and forced.
“Oh … I … I’ve missed you.”
He stopped trying to fool her; she had missed him. Was that even possible? And yet there she stood, saying she had missed him.
“I’ve missed you too.”
“You’ve missed me?” Tears were forming in her eyes now. “You’ve missed me? Then why all this time have you simply ignored me? Why do you walk past me everyday and act like you cannot see me? Why won’t you talk to me anymore?”
The tears that spilt down her cheeks cut through him, more than the hurt in her voice. He had been terrible these past few weeks, they both knew the truth.
Rather than tell her what she already knew he took a step closer to her, he brought his hand up to brush away the tears that rolled down her cheeks. She caught his hand in hers and brought her lips to his palm as his fingertips rested against her cheek.
“Why Renji? I thought …”
He knew he wouldn’t be able to stand it if she were to finish her thought. His heart broke seeing her each day going on to new and exciting things and leaving him behind. He thought they would always be together like they had been when they were young. He could not take this new separation.
He brought his lips down to hers to keep her from finishing. Her lips were warm and she tasted of cherries and sweet bread. He breathed her in as her lips met his and she angled her head slightly pressing more firmly against him.
God he had missed her, he hadn’t realized how much until now. He brought his hands up to her shoulders pulling small frame against his as he parted her lips with his tongue. She whimpered against his lips and clung to his shirt.
This wasn’t right … He let out a strangled moan and pushed her away.
“I’m sorry … we can’t do this.” He panted and tried to ease the burning need that had built up within him during their kiss.
“Why? Why can’t we, isn’t this what we both want?” She looked hurt; her eyes shown with tears but something darker lay behind even that.
He turned from her; he couldn’t stay there with her. He wouldn’t be able to resist her if he stayed.
“Wait … please.” She almost sobbed.
“Rukia, we can’t …”
“Shouldn’t I get a say in that?”
He stopped and turned back to her.
“How can this be wrong?”
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair – maybe she was right. How could it be wrong? She was his best friend; they had been friends for years why shouldn’t they continue that way? How could it be wrong when it felt right?
She took a step towards him, closing the space between them; she was sure she wouldn’t survive if he turned again.
He bit back a soft groan as her hand came to his chest and slowly pushed beneath his shirt.
“Rukia …”
His eyes held a warning; there would be no going back if she continued like this. They both felt it inside of them, and knew they couldn’t stop now.
His lips rushed down to claim hers once again, driving his tongue between them hungrily. He let his tongue plunder her mouth, pushing in and out driving between her lips and teeth again and again. It was almost savage as his tongue claimed her mouth, while his arms wound around her neck and back pulling her against him.
Gone were the sweet gentle caresses, replaced by a deep animal hunger. He would have to have her soon; he knew he would explode if he didn’t.
Slowly he pushed her down to the grass along the side of the path, not caring for their location. Lying over her small frame he pulled her arms above her head pinning them to the ground. With a curt nod, he removed his hand with the understanding that she would leave her hands where he had placed them.
He slowly pushed his hand inside her shirt, untying and pulling it off, leaving her chest bare. He growled when he saw her hands inching away from their spot and immediately they went back into place.
He dipped his head and caught one of her pert nipples between his lips, flicking his tongue back and forth over it. She gasped and arched her back up against his warm mouth, her hands tearing at the grass beneath them.
Slowly he pushed his hands between her thighs, spreading them apart as he moved to her other nipple – teasing and torturing it in the same way. Rukia gasped as his fingers slowly trailed over her lips, barely touching just teasing. She arched her hips up from the ground to increase the contact, but his fingers retreated and his hand rest against her hips pushing her back down.
With a stern look from him, a silent order to keep her hips on the ground, his fingers slowly returned to their tantalizingly slow teasing.
He captured a nipple between his teeth, biting down gently and slowly pulling away from her body making her nipple taut. Then he released the hardened bud letting it snap back just as his fingers spread her lips feeling the abundant moisture that had formed there.
She whimpered softly as his fingers slowly pushed into her, drawing out that moisture. He growled against her breast as his finger began moving faster plunging in and out of her.
“Renji … please” She panted struggling to keep her hips against the ground and her hands above her head as he tortured her.
He looked up over the long arch of her body to see the lust and desire in her eyes and smirked to himself. How could he have thought she wouldn’t want him – she would always want him, he could see it there in her eyes.
Suddenly he sat up on his heels and pulled his clothes off as well. He saw her eyes grow large when she saw him holding himself above her. He leaned down slowly letting his lips brush hers and the head of his erection caress her inner thigh.
“Is this what you want, Rukia? Is this what you’ve been pleading for?”
She bit her lower lip and nodded slowly.
“Please Renji please.”
He could tell she was fighting with herself to keep her body where he had placed it. It must be getting difficult for her to maintain that position as the head of his erection moved ever closer to the juncture between her thighs.
With a sudden hunger he dropped his head to claim her lips once more as he drove his hips forward entering her with one powerful thrust. She cried out unable to keep from arching her back and bringing her hands up to claw at his back drawing him even deeper.
She moaned deeply arching her hips against him as they worked out a comfortable rhythm. She clung to his back her nails dragging across his skin as he drove into her again and again filling her so deliciously.
He had held her gaze since he had first entered her, communicating deep emotions he could never voice. He felt her body surrender beneath his, letting him fold her up inside of him. He would always be there to hold her and keep her safe. He felt his own climax reaching boiling point seeing the love in her eyes and leaned down to reclaim her lips as he drove into her burning heat one last time.
He gasped and groaned against her mouth as he felt her rising and arching hips draw forth his orgasm. She cried out his first explosion filled her and soon she followed right along with him. Clinging to him and moaning against his lips she let her climax wash over her.
Slowly he pulled back from her lips, panting and gazing lovingly into her eyes. He kissed her eyelids, her cheeks, her chin, and every other part of her face he could and held her against his chest.
Rukia sighed softly, gone were those feelings of abandonment and loneliness, replaced with love and comfort. He really was her best friend, and one she would always be able to count on.
She nuzzled into his neck, holding herself against him. She knew they couldn’t stay here much longer without being discovered, but she didn’t want this to end.
“Renji …” She whispered against his neck.
“Shhhh … let’s just stay here a while longer, there will be time for talk later.” He stroked her hair, pushing it out of her face only to have it fall right back.
His lips pressed softly against her forehead. Yes there would be time for talk later, now was for them just like this.
Author:
acquiescence_Pairing: Renji/Rukia
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Bleach doesn't belong to me, I'm not making money off of it or anything cool like that.
A/N: This is my second Bleach fanfic, It's for the
bleach_fuh_q month of Rukia, but it's so late. But I'm really happy with how it turned out. Word Count: 2,111
She sighed as she walked down through the gardens. He hadn’t been the same since it happened – hadn’t they been friends? Best friends? Why should this change anything?
Since she had been taken in by the Kuchiki family she had hardly spoken with Renji, he wouldn’t even look her in the eye when the passed in the corridors. She didn’t understand why this sudden change her family change should mean nothing to Renji – she was after all still just plain Rukia.
The girl with the hair that would never stay out of her face, the one who was always striving to please, the one who would never quite be good enough, she was simply just plain Rukia. This new family name did not change any of that, and yet it seemed that Renji thought it did.
He walked past her day after day and never said anything. He pretended like he didn’t see her, at least that way he could explain away why he never even acknowledged her anymore. She was untouchable now – how could he ever hope to be a part of her life now?
She was no longer the girl he and run around town with, she wasn’t the girl who had helped him steal food, she wasn’t the girl who could out run him in a race, she was a Kuchiki now – Kuchiki Rukia.
He was just the boy she knew once, the boy who would never amount to anything, the boy who would forever strive to live only in her shadow.
She was walking through the gardens again – it had seemed to become her favorite past time during her isolation. During these walks she often thought about Renji, her life before being taken in by the Kuchiki family, and her future with them. Tonight her mind continually strayed to Renji. She missed him; she needed him in her life no more than ever.
At a time when she had felt most alone in the world he was the one thing that had held her constant, and now that her feet had fallen out from under her once again he was no where to be found.
She wandered aimlessly through the groves of trees and rows of flowers. It calmed her mind to see the constant beauty of nature surrounding her. Even if her own life seemed unstable and always changing these gardens reminded her of the ever present ebb and flow of life.
She stopped though, when she saw him.
He usually only walked in the gardens early in the mornings, but he had been drawn to them this evening. So he walked through the trees muttering to himself about his constant stupidity.
Why did he continually ignore her? Why was he so arrogant, so prideful, so high? She was after all still Rukia, and he was still Renji. Why then couldn’t he talk to her anymore?
He kicked at the grass as he walked, frustrated with himself and with her. He didn’t even notice her further up the path.
“Renji …” she spoke in hardly more than a whisper.
He stopped in his tracks; he hadn’t even noticed her – or the world around him for that matter – until she spoke. And suddenly everything came back in to focus.
There she was, standing before him looking like she was caught between crying and jumping for joy. She was still that same girl he had met all those years ago. A little taller maybe, a little more mature, and yet she was the same. He probably was as well now that he thought about it.
“Ru-Rukia …”
“What are you doing here?”
“What do you mean, what does it look like I’m doing?” He tried to act as though everything was alright, though it came out half strangled and forced.
“Oh … I … I’ve missed you.”
He stopped trying to fool her; she had missed him. Was that even possible? And yet there she stood, saying she had missed him.
“I’ve missed you too.”
“You’ve missed me?” Tears were forming in her eyes now. “You’ve missed me? Then why all this time have you simply ignored me? Why do you walk past me everyday and act like you cannot see me? Why won’t you talk to me anymore?”
The tears that spilt down her cheeks cut through him, more than the hurt in her voice. He had been terrible these past few weeks, they both knew the truth.
Rather than tell her what she already knew he took a step closer to her, he brought his hand up to brush away the tears that rolled down her cheeks. She caught his hand in hers and brought her lips to his palm as his fingertips rested against her cheek.
“Why Renji? I thought …”
He knew he wouldn’t be able to stand it if she were to finish her thought. His heart broke seeing her each day going on to new and exciting things and leaving him behind. He thought they would always be together like they had been when they were young. He could not take this new separation.
He brought his lips down to hers to keep her from finishing. Her lips were warm and she tasted of cherries and sweet bread. He breathed her in as her lips met his and she angled her head slightly pressing more firmly against him.
God he had missed her, he hadn’t realized how much until now. He brought his hands up to her shoulders pulling small frame against his as he parted her lips with his tongue. She whimpered against his lips and clung to his shirt.
This wasn’t right … He let out a strangled moan and pushed her away.
“I’m sorry … we can’t do this.” He panted and tried to ease the burning need that had built up within him during their kiss.
“Why? Why can’t we, isn’t this what we both want?” She looked hurt; her eyes shown with tears but something darker lay behind even that.
He turned from her; he couldn’t stay there with her. He wouldn’t be able to resist her if he stayed.
“Wait … please.” She almost sobbed.
“Rukia, we can’t …”
“Shouldn’t I get a say in that?”
He stopped and turned back to her.
“How can this be wrong?”
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair – maybe she was right. How could it be wrong? She was his best friend; they had been friends for years why shouldn’t they continue that way? How could it be wrong when it felt right?
She took a step towards him, closing the space between them; she was sure she wouldn’t survive if he turned again.
He bit back a soft groan as her hand came to his chest and slowly pushed beneath his shirt.
“Rukia …”
His eyes held a warning; there would be no going back if she continued like this. They both felt it inside of them, and knew they couldn’t stop now.
His lips rushed down to claim hers once again, driving his tongue between them hungrily. He let his tongue plunder her mouth, pushing in and out driving between her lips and teeth again and again. It was almost savage as his tongue claimed her mouth, while his arms wound around her neck and back pulling her against him.
Gone were the sweet gentle caresses, replaced by a deep animal hunger. He would have to have her soon; he knew he would explode if he didn’t.
Slowly he pushed her down to the grass along the side of the path, not caring for their location. Lying over her small frame he pulled her arms above her head pinning them to the ground. With a curt nod, he removed his hand with the understanding that she would leave her hands where he had placed them.
He slowly pushed his hand inside her shirt, untying and pulling it off, leaving her chest bare. He growled when he saw her hands inching away from their spot and immediately they went back into place.
He dipped his head and caught one of her pert nipples between his lips, flicking his tongue back and forth over it. She gasped and arched her back up against his warm mouth, her hands tearing at the grass beneath them.
Slowly he pushed his hands between her thighs, spreading them apart as he moved to her other nipple – teasing and torturing it in the same way. Rukia gasped as his fingers slowly trailed over her lips, barely touching just teasing. She arched her hips up from the ground to increase the contact, but his fingers retreated and his hand rest against her hips pushing her back down.
With a stern look from him, a silent order to keep her hips on the ground, his fingers slowly returned to their tantalizingly slow teasing.
He captured a nipple between his teeth, biting down gently and slowly pulling away from her body making her nipple taut. Then he released the hardened bud letting it snap back just as his fingers spread her lips feeling the abundant moisture that had formed there.
She whimpered softly as his fingers slowly pushed into her, drawing out that moisture. He growled against her breast as his finger began moving faster plunging in and out of her.
“Renji … please” She panted struggling to keep her hips against the ground and her hands above her head as he tortured her.
He looked up over the long arch of her body to see the lust and desire in her eyes and smirked to himself. How could he have thought she wouldn’t want him – she would always want him, he could see it there in her eyes.
Suddenly he sat up on his heels and pulled his clothes off as well. He saw her eyes grow large when she saw him holding himself above her. He leaned down slowly letting his lips brush hers and the head of his erection caress her inner thigh.
“Is this what you want, Rukia? Is this what you’ve been pleading for?”
She bit her lower lip and nodded slowly.
“Please Renji please.”
He could tell she was fighting with herself to keep her body where he had placed it. It must be getting difficult for her to maintain that position as the head of his erection moved ever closer to the juncture between her thighs.
With a sudden hunger he dropped his head to claim her lips once more as he drove his hips forward entering her with one powerful thrust. She cried out unable to keep from arching her back and bringing her hands up to claw at his back drawing him even deeper.
She moaned deeply arching her hips against him as they worked out a comfortable rhythm. She clung to his back her nails dragging across his skin as he drove into her again and again filling her so deliciously.
He had held her gaze since he had first entered her, communicating deep emotions he could never voice. He felt her body surrender beneath his, letting him fold her up inside of him. He would always be there to hold her and keep her safe. He felt his own climax reaching boiling point seeing the love in her eyes and leaned down to reclaim her lips as he drove into her burning heat one last time.
He gasped and groaned against her mouth as he felt her rising and arching hips draw forth his orgasm. She cried out his first explosion filled her and soon she followed right along with him. Clinging to him and moaning against his lips she let her climax wash over her.
Slowly he pulled back from her lips, panting and gazing lovingly into her eyes. He kissed her eyelids, her cheeks, her chin, and every other part of her face he could and held her against his chest.
Rukia sighed softly, gone were those feelings of abandonment and loneliness, replaced with love and comfort. He really was her best friend, and one she would always be able to count on.
She nuzzled into his neck, holding herself against him. She knew they couldn’t stay here much longer without being discovered, but she didn’t want this to end.
“Renji …” She whispered against his neck.
“Shhhh … let’s just stay here a while longer, there will be time for talk later.” He stroked her hair, pushing it out of her face only to have it fall right back.
His lips pressed softly against her forehead. Yes there would be time for talk later, now was for them just like this.