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reachingfangs) wrote2019-05-27 03:05 pm
reachingfangs) wrote2019-05-27 03:05 pm
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[ There was a very long second where Renji tried and failed to school his face to some kind of normalcy. From the sharp swivel of his head and the unsubtle widening of his eyes, that innocuous statement had more of an effect than Ichigo intended. Obviously, Renji knew Keigo was worried about him—worried enough that Renji tried very hard to reassure him and got a poke in the ribs for his trouble—but somehow it was embarrassing hearing it from Ichigo's mouth. Renji just barely held himself back from forgetting about the chase altogether and asking Ichigo how they'd fared on the moon and exactly how much Keigo had told him.
But at least one of them was still paying attention. Renji turned an appraising eye towards the building, shrugging after a moment of consideration. ]
Worth a shot. [ Casting a sidelong grin at Ichigo, Renji already seemed to be feeling good about their prospects.
Plus... it was just really nice to see him again. ] Warmed up, Ichigo?
[ Reiatsu flared to life around him, a starter pistol as he exploded forward, feet blurring underneath him. He couldn't use shunpo quite as effectively here, whatever dampened his powers at the station did the same to him here, but he could cover a short burst of distance. Say, from where they were to the base of the building. So just enough to show off. ]
[ There was a very long second where Renji tried and failed to school his face to some kind of normalcy. From the sharp swivel of his head and the unsubtle widening of his eyes, that innocuous statement had more of an effect than Ichigo intended. Obviously, Renji knew Keigo was worried about him—worried enough that Renji tried very hard to reassure him and got a poke in the ribs for his trouble—but somehow it was embarrassing hearing it from Ichigo's mouth. Renji just barely held himself back from forgetting about the chase altogether and asking Ichigo how they'd fared on the moon and exactly how much Keigo had told him.
But at least one of them was still paying attention. Renji turned an appraising eye towards the building, shrugging after a moment of consideration. ]
Worth a shot. [ Casting a sidelong grin at Ichigo, Renji already seemed to be feeling good about their prospects.
Plus... it was just really nice to see him again. ] Warmed up, Ichigo?
[ Reiatsu flared to life around him, a starter pistol as he exploded forward, feet blurring underneath him. He couldn't use shunpo quite as effectively here, whatever dampened his powers at the station did the same to him here, but he could cover a short burst of distance. Say, from where they were to the base of the building. So just enough to show off. ]
Edited 2019-05-28 03:27 (UTC)
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Who said I was worried...
[ Renji half-mumbled his unconvincing protest, mindful more of keeping his posture now that Keigo's attention was turning back towards him after that... misunderstanding. If he looked ridiculous, then it was better than looking weak in front of Keigo.
Although not much better, and after half a second, Renji's fists clenched tighter to stop himself from fidgeting and he peeked down at Keigo. His intent stare was almost tangible, and Renji wondered for a second if maybe Keigo had spotted something wrong after all. Or maybe he was looking real hard to find anything amiss because Renji was perfectly intact, just like he said. ]
Satis—gyah!!
[ It was difficult to tell if Renji's face turned red from the poke or the undignified noise that it elicited from him. Likely both. His rigid stance broke in an instant, a hand flying up to grab Keigo's wrist lest it jab at him again and draw more weird sounds from him. ]
What the hell, Keigo!!
Who said I was worried...
[ Renji half-mumbled his unconvincing protest, mindful more of keeping his posture now that Keigo's attention was turning back towards him after that... misunderstanding. If he looked ridiculous, then it was better than looking weak in front of Keigo.
Although not much better, and after half a second, Renji's fists clenched tighter to stop himself from fidgeting and he peeked down at Keigo. His intent stare was almost tangible, and Renji wondered for a second if maybe Keigo had spotted something wrong after all. Or maybe he was looking real hard to find anything amiss because Renji was perfectly intact, just like he said. ]
Satis—gyah!!
[ It was difficult to tell if Renji's face turned red from the poke or the undignified noise that it elicited from him. Likely both. His rigid stance broke in an instant, a hand flying up to grab Keigo's wrist lest it jab at him again and draw more weird sounds from him. ]
What the hell, Keigo!!
[thankfully for renji, ichigo didn't really notice how thrown off he was by his statement. as far as he was aware, it wasn't strange for a friend to worry about a friend-- and ichigo assumed they'd at least become friendly during their year-long trip to space. oh boy, if only he knew.
the fact that renji didn't think more vertically was a bit of a surprise, all things considered, but it was easy to assume they were tied to the ground in this situation. he grinned back at renji once he suggestion was received, ready to lose these stupid cops now that they had a more viable escape plan than 'run the fuck away.'
he nodded to renji as they kept running, ready to go up the nearest wall and get lost.] I think I can handle it.
[and after renji jumped off, ichigo let out a snort at this sad display of shunpo, his eyes rolling at renji's need to try and one up him even before it started. of course, ichigo wasn't immune to a stupid pissing contest, and he--
...he...
wait.
he suddenly came to a stop, looking down at himself with wide eyes. he.. had his powers back right? he'd gotten them back. but he-- wait. he's... he's wearing jeans. he isn't wearing a shihakushou. it's... he's... he's in his human fucking body.
oh. for fucks sake.
ichigo slapped a hand against his forehead at his own stupidity, even as his feet resumed running-- at normal human pace. because he isn't in spirit form.] Renji! I have a body!!!
[the fucking idiot.]
the fact that renji didn't think more vertically was a bit of a surprise, all things considered, but it was easy to assume they were tied to the ground in this situation. he grinned back at renji once he suggestion was received, ready to lose these stupid cops now that they had a more viable escape plan than 'run the fuck away.'
he nodded to renji as they kept running, ready to go up the nearest wall and get lost.] I think I can handle it.
[and after renji jumped off, ichigo let out a snort at this sad display of shunpo, his eyes rolling at renji's need to try and one up him even before it started. of course, ichigo wasn't immune to a stupid pissing contest, and he--
...he...
wait.
he suddenly came to a stop, looking down at himself with wide eyes. he.. had his powers back right? he'd gotten them back. but he-- wait. he's... he's wearing jeans. he isn't wearing a shihakushou. it's... he's... he's in his human fucking body.
oh. for fucks sake.
ichigo slapped a hand against his forehead at his own stupidity, even as his feet resumed running-- at normal human pace. because he isn't in spirit form.] Renji! I have a body!!!
[the fucking idiot.]
[ Speed was not something one would expect from such a bulky-looking man like Renji, but he was quite proud of his expertise in shunpo. He trained his ass off to keep up with the Kuchiki Byakuya, so he figured he was allowed to be a little cocky about that.
Which was why this display really was sort of pitiful. He tired for no reason other than this place made him weak overall, his steps shortening as a result. His captain would be throwing daggers of silent disapproval if he saw this (and probably actual daggers). He was expecting Ichigo to mock him too, once they were out of harm's way. He's surprised he wasn't right now, but then Ichigo wasn't above getting wrapped up in a little friendly competition.
One foot on the building and steadying to launch himself higher, Renji dared a look over his shoulder to measure his lead and saw...
A whole lot of nothing. Renji's gaze turned sharply back above him, thinking that maybe Ichigo had outdistanced him at a frightening pace that he should really be used to by now—but nothing there either.
So that was weird.
What was weirder was Ichigo yelling from a couple dozen yards behind—basically where they were when he proposed this plan—that he had a body. From this distance it might be hard to read Renji's quizzical expression, but the shrug was easier to make out.
What did it matter that Ichigo had a body? Most living things did. Not him, obviously, because he's a spirit. But he had a spiritual body, which was basically the same thing but better, so... oh.
It took more time for Renji to figure that cryptic puzzle out than it took him to shunpo back to Ichigo and swing a smack right upside his head. ]
How'd you forget that, dumbass?!
[ Okay Renji didn't notice either but like. It's not his body okay. ]
Which was why this display really was sort of pitiful. He tired for no reason other than this place made him weak overall, his steps shortening as a result. His captain would be throwing daggers of silent disapproval if he saw this (and probably actual daggers). He was expecting Ichigo to mock him too, once they were out of harm's way. He's surprised he wasn't right now, but then Ichigo wasn't above getting wrapped up in a little friendly competition.
One foot on the building and steadying to launch himself higher, Renji dared a look over his shoulder to measure his lead and saw...
A whole lot of nothing. Renji's gaze turned sharply back above him, thinking that maybe Ichigo had outdistanced him at a frightening pace that he should really be used to by now—but nothing there either.
So that was weird.
What was weirder was Ichigo yelling from a couple dozen yards behind—basically where they were when he proposed this plan—that he had a body. From this distance it might be hard to read Renji's quizzical expression, but the shrug was easier to make out.
What did it matter that Ichigo had a body? Most living things did. Not him, obviously, because he's a spirit. But he had a spiritual body, which was basically the same thing but better, so... oh.
It took more time for Renji to figure that cryptic puzzle out than it took him to shunpo back to Ichigo and swing a smack right upside his head. ]
How'd you forget that, dumbass?!
[ Okay Renji didn't notice either but like. It's not his body okay. ]
[he's bright red and determinedly not looking at renji as he ducks under the smack, swiping his elbow out to get renji in the side if he can.]
Shut up! I usually have Kon to handle this! I forgot this is an issue!
[really. couldn't this place just bring him here without his stupid body? it wasn't like it was important in a situation like this. geez.
as embarrassing as that was, it also complicated things.] Shit, this is so dumb-- just go ahead! They're after you, not me, I'll just meet you later.
Shut up! I usually have Kon to handle this! I forgot this is an issue!
[really. couldn't this place just bring him here without his stupid body? it wasn't like it was important in a situation like this. geez.
as embarrassing as that was, it also complicated things.] Shit, this is so dumb-- just go ahead! They're after you, not me, I'll just meet you later.
[ Ichigo—in his stupid, weak, good-for-nothing human body—managed to elbow Renji right in the ribs and force out the breath Renji was saving to yell some more about how much of an idiot Ichigo was. Which was probably fine, considering they didn't have the time to squeeze in some berating.
Renji glanced back at the cops, their numbers having grown since the last time he cared to count, and then looked at Ichigo. ]
You sure? They've seen you with me.
[ The implication being that at least one of them would be taken in for a nice chat down at the station. ]
Renji glanced back at the cops, their numbers having grown since the last time he cared to count, and then looked at Ichigo. ]
You sure? They've seen you with me.
[ The implication being that at least one of them would be taken in for a nice chat down at the station. ]
[hah! take that, you stupid monkey. more arguing at the moment was probably to their disadvantage, all things considered, even if that really hadn't stopped either of them before.
he rolled his eyes at renji's question, waving him off with a dismissive gesture.]
So what? I'll just say you dragged me into this unwillingly. Some weird guy dragged me off with him and now he's gone, it was so scary. [he deadpans, even as he glances back at the cops to see how many there are.
that's... a few. oh well.] It's not like I've never been talked to by the cops before-- just go and I'll try to lose them, and if I don't I can say you took me against my will.
he rolled his eyes at renji's question, waving him off with a dismissive gesture.]
So what? I'll just say you dragged me into this unwillingly. Some weird guy dragged me off with him and now he's gone, it was so scary. [he deadpans, even as he glances back at the cops to see how many there are.
that's... a few. oh well.] It's not like I've never been talked to by the cops before-- just go and I'll try to lose them, and if I don't I can say you took me against my will.
[ Feeling his jaw tighten and a vein pop, Renji wondered briefly about how missing Ichigo definitely made him forget that actually he shouldn't have missed him all that much. ]
Alright.
[ Terse, out of respect for their current situation and Ichigo's dumb, human endurance. He could have argued about the phrasing of this particular plan or how if he was going to drag some unwilling dude off then the last person he'd choose would be Ichigo, but it was probably best to keep this short.
So with a flash of red and black after his brusque reply, Renji disappeared from Ichigo's side...
...and seconds later, he zoomed straight back, aiming another swing at Ichigo's head with the flat of his palm. ]
—And add kidnapping to my charges too?! I didn't even do that!!
Alright.
[ Terse, out of respect for their current situation and Ichigo's dumb, human endurance. He could have argued about the phrasing of this particular plan or how if he was going to drag some unwilling dude off then the last person he'd choose would be Ichigo, but it was probably best to keep this short.
So with a flash of red and black after his brusque reply, Renji disappeared from Ichigo's side...
...and seconds later, he zoomed straight back, aiming another swing at Ichigo's head with the flat of his palm. ]
—And add kidnapping to my charges too?! I didn't even do that!!
Edited 2019-05-31 05:23 (UTC)
[hah. deny missing him all you want, buddy, we all know it's a lie. why else would you help this moron get his shinigami power back? ...ignore that it was an order from yamamoto for a moment here. shut up.
and certainly no one in their right mind would want to kidnap ichigo but arguably no one wanted to beat the shit out of a vacuum cleaner with a sword so come on. he was pleased when renji seemed to follow the damn plan, looking around to see if he could find a place to take a sharp turn into and-
hey!!! he 'gah'd at the hit, swiping his own hands at renji's arms with an annoyed grunt. just for that, he's swiping a foot at renji's side!!] Oi! You only get charges if you get caught, moron!! Why would you let them get you?!
and certainly no one in their right mind would want to kidnap ichigo but arguably no one wanted to beat the shit out of a vacuum cleaner with a sword so come on. he was pleased when renji seemed to follow the damn plan, looking around to see if he could find a place to take a sharp turn into and-
hey!!! he 'gah'd at the hit, swiping his own hands at renji's arms with an annoyed grunt. just for that, he's swiping a foot at renji's side!!] Oi! You only get charges if you get caught, moron!! Why would you let them get you?!
[ Renji would definitely have fought tooth and nail to get Ichigo's shinigami powers back no matter how un-kidnappable or annoying he was, but that's besides the point. What is the point is that Ichigo kicked him in the side with his dumb, bothersome human body and it didn't hurt but it definitely irritated Renji that he was still getting side swiped by this little punk. ]
It's the principal of the thing!!
[ It was bad enough to have this rather disproportionate response to breaking a couple of tin bots and running away from the crime scene. Now people were going to be looking for a weird-eyebrowed gorilla man implicated in an attempted kidnapping? That just didn't sit well with him. ]
Look, just come with me!!
[ And y'know. Since he can't tolerate the idea of being falsely accused of kidnapping, Renji will now... actually try to kidnap Ichigo. His arm blurs as he swings it around to hook under Ichigo's elbow and haul him off in the direction of the tower. So. Not good news, there. ]
It's the principal of the thing!!
[ It was bad enough to have this rather disproportionate response to breaking a couple of tin bots and running away from the crime scene. Now people were going to be looking for a weird-eyebrowed gorilla man implicated in an attempted kidnapping? That just didn't sit well with him. ]
Look, just come with me!!
[ And y'know. Since he can't tolerate the idea of being falsely accused of kidnapping, Renji will now... actually try to kidnap Ichigo. His arm blurs as he swings it around to hook under Ichigo's elbow and haul him off in the direction of the tower. So. Not good news, there. ]
[ichigo would lord it over him later, maybe, but right now he was just rolling his eyes at renji's protests. because really. who gave a shit what renji was accused of on some random planet that they'd likely never come back to? seriously. they'd done way worse at home.
but renji's insistence made him scoff.]
Look, I can't! So you'll just- hey!!
[he... was not expecting renji to try and drag him off, his elbow suddenly yanked in a different direction. he yelled at that, his hand grabbing on to renji's arm where it's wrapped around his elbow.]
So now you'll kidnap me for real?! Let go, Renji!
but renji's insistence made him scoff.]
Look, I can't! So you'll just- hey!!
[he... was not expecting renji to try and drag him off, his elbow suddenly yanked in a different direction. he yelled at that, his hand grabbing on to renji's arm where it's wrapped around his elbow.]
So now you'll kidnap me for real?! Let go, Renji!
[ Maybe because Renji had one too many run-ins with the authorities from the last random location he'd likely never come back to, he was at least... concerned about them. Plus, y'know, what about his reputation! Justifiably (sort of) trying to beat the shit out of an invader or his captain is different from false accusations of kidnapping!
(And also like. Maybe he does miss Ichigo even with all his prickly complaints and he doesn't really want to let him out of his sight again until he's super, super sure he's real and here.)
Renji doesn't need Ichigo to understand any of that, though, he just needs him to not thrash too hard while he speeds towards the building Ichigo pointed out. Quite a tall order, but Renji's grip is firm and his shinigami strength is at least not as dull against Ichigo as his reflexes. ]
Quit your whinin'!! This is your fault for forgetting your stuffed toy and your damn badge!
[ Both a completely irrelevant shift of blame and an extremely unreasonable thing to say when it's not like either of them could help what they woke up with on that moon... but still. Maybe Ichigo should've thought about his dumb human body before getting whisked away to another world. Renji was already getting ulcers when he only had to worry about Keigo. ]
Just hold on and shut up!!
[ The dash to the tower doesn't feel quite as exhausting this time, even with Ichigo in tow. It's probably because of the Chroma giving him some energy... but Renji doesn't know that. He figures it's adrenaline as they lose the Prismatica cops and he takes his running leap up toward the tower, reishi gathering and solidifying under his feet as he bounds up and up until he reaches the top. ]
(And also like. Maybe he does miss Ichigo even with all his prickly complaints and he doesn't really want to let him out of his sight again until he's super, super sure he's real and here.)
Renji doesn't need Ichigo to understand any of that, though, he just needs him to not thrash too hard while he speeds towards the building Ichigo pointed out. Quite a tall order, but Renji's grip is firm and his shinigami strength is at least not as dull against Ichigo as his reflexes. ]
Quit your whinin'!! This is your fault for forgetting your stuffed toy and your damn badge!
[ Both a completely irrelevant shift of blame and an extremely unreasonable thing to say when it's not like either of them could help what they woke up with on that moon... but still. Maybe Ichigo should've thought about his dumb human body before getting whisked away to another world. Renji was already getting ulcers when he only had to worry about Keigo. ]
Just hold on and shut up!!
[ The dash to the tower doesn't feel quite as exhausting this time, even with Ichigo in tow. It's probably because of the Chroma giving him some energy... but Renji doesn't know that. He figures it's adrenaline as they lose the Prismatica cops and he takes his running leap up toward the tower, reishi gathering and solidifying under his feet as he bounds up and up until he reaches the top. ]
[if he wanted to defend his reputation for getting his ass kicked every time he tried to fight anyone then ichigo wasn't about to get in the way. though did that mean that he'd lose that fight too? hrm. food for thought.
(it's nice to see renji, too, even if he's pulled him into this crazy police chase when all he wanted to do was look at some fucking wannabe cherry trees. it's good to have someone he considers a friend here.)
and, well, renji is unfortunately stronger than he is in this situation. while he has his badge with him he doesn't have anything to take over his empty body, which meant the cops would just scoop it up. so he'd still end up dealing with the cops, just at a later time, to retrieve his physical self. sometimes being alive still was a real fucking pain.]
Oh, sure! I'll remember to leave my body behind the next time I go out in case you want to run from the law again!
[enjoy that sarcasm buddy. ...but really, maybe next time he'll just stuff his body into a room and go out without it. he really needed to figure that situation out sometime.
ichigo does take renjis advice for once, though, and hangs on to the shinigami as he starts running and jumping, fingers digging into his shihakushou as they fly up the side. it certainly feels different when you're not the one in control of it, anyway, and ichigo feels kind of weirdly giddy for the experience.
probably the adrenaline or something.]
...if it ends up that those robots can fly, I quit.
(it's nice to see renji, too, even if he's pulled him into this crazy police chase when all he wanted to do was look at some fucking wannabe cherry trees. it's good to have someone he considers a friend here.)
and, well, renji is unfortunately stronger than he is in this situation. while he has his badge with him he doesn't have anything to take over his empty body, which meant the cops would just scoop it up. so he'd still end up dealing with the cops, just at a later time, to retrieve his physical self. sometimes being alive still was a real fucking pain.]
Oh, sure! I'll remember to leave my body behind the next time I go out in case you want to run from the law again!
[enjoy that sarcasm buddy. ...but really, maybe next time he'll just stuff his body into a room and go out without it. he really needed to figure that situation out sometime.
ichigo does take renjis advice for once, though, and hangs on to the shinigami as he starts running and jumping, fingers digging into his shihakushou as they fly up the side. it certainly feels different when you're not the one in control of it, anyway, and ichigo feels kind of weirdly giddy for the experience.
probably the adrenaline or something.]
...if it ends up that those robots can fly, I quit.
[ It's weird to have Ichigo in his arms and being so theoretically fragile, something Renji doesn't really consider until maybe five stories up when he's aware of his fingers sinking deep into the fabric of his shihakushou and poking into his arm. Renji makes a surreptitious move to stabilize his grip, their ascent turning a little smoother as they climb. ]
Free to quit now, if you want. [ Grumbled the next second at around fifteen stories in the air. It's the best he can come up with for either of Ichigo's sarcastic comments lobbed at him, okay. He's busy right now.
Scaling the rest of the building takes hardly any time at all, the sprawl of the city spreading as they soar higher and higher. The trees lose definition as they turn to a vast expanse of green and structures of glass and metal reflect the light in a way that Renji still hasn't become accustomed to. It's a pretty good way to get the lay of the land, and he wonders why he hasn't thought to do it before. Maybe he's too used to the limited space of a station.
At the summit of the tower, Renji finds a flat spot to land and deposit his baggage. ]
Well? Wasn't so bad, was it? [ He peers down over the ledge to the milling dots below. ] Doesn't look like they're comin' after us either.
[ The sheer smugness as he turns back to Ichigo radiates with such intensity that it could probably beat out the sun. Still, he did get them both out of getting down to the station, so... mission accomplished? ]
Free to quit now, if you want. [ Grumbled the next second at around fifteen stories in the air. It's the best he can come up with for either of Ichigo's sarcastic comments lobbed at him, okay. He's busy right now.
Scaling the rest of the building takes hardly any time at all, the sprawl of the city spreading as they soar higher and higher. The trees lose definition as they turn to a vast expanse of green and structures of glass and metal reflect the light in a way that Renji still hasn't become accustomed to. It's a pretty good way to get the lay of the land, and he wonders why he hasn't thought to do it before. Maybe he's too used to the limited space of a station.
At the summit of the tower, Renji finds a flat spot to land and deposit his baggage. ]
Well? Wasn't so bad, was it? [ He peers down over the ledge to the milling dots below. ] Doesn't look like they're comin' after us either.
[ The sheer smugness as he turns back to Ichigo radiates with such intensity that it could probably beat out the sun. Still, he did get them both out of getting down to the station, so... mission accomplished? ]
[ichigo is incredibly tempted to 'quit now' and just jump off of renji out of spite. common sense wins out over spite, though, and he hangs on to the other man regardless of his inclinations. he could be a smartass about it later, he supposed, when he wasn't several stories in the air with no viable way back down on his own.
once he's finally back on his own two feet, ichigo peers down over the side of the building to see if he could get a look at their would-be pursuers. he doesn't see anything flying up after them, for now, so he supposes they're in the clear.
renji's smug face doesn't really help the urge to kick him right off the side of the building, but he restrains himself. he's his only ticket back down from here, after all, and ichigo probably shouldn't be pissing him off further.]
Yeah, yeah, good job. [he rolls his eyes, because the smugness is just insufferable regardless.] At least we're not going to space-jail for your random acts of violence.
once he's finally back on his own two feet, ichigo peers down over the side of the building to see if he could get a look at their would-be pursuers. he doesn't see anything flying up after them, for now, so he supposes they're in the clear.
renji's smug face doesn't really help the urge to kick him right off the side of the building, but he restrains himself. he's his only ticket back down from here, after all, and ichigo probably shouldn't be pissing him off further.]
Yeah, yeah, good job. [he rolls his eyes, because the smugness is just insufferable regardless.] At least we're not going to space-jail for your random acts of violence.
[ Considering Renji's luck with dodging Ichigo, he ought to be grateful that Ichigo managed to resist the urge to kick him because he would have been flung straight off. ]
It wasn't random! Those bots would've blown half the park away!
[ Renji sounds extremely defensive, like he's already preparing a statement to the space cops in case they ever do find a way to scale this building and grab him. ]
You oughta be thankin' me, they'd have blown your clothes off too!!
It wasn't random! Those bots would've blown half the park away!
[ Renji sounds extremely defensive, like he's already preparing a statement to the space cops in case they ever do find a way to scale this building and grab him. ]
You oughta be thankin' me, they'd have blown your clothes off too!!
( continued from here )
[ Renji steered them through the darkened club, striding with purpose past the bar and the open floor and towards the restrooms in the back. He felt the tremble in Keigo's arms as he clutched onto him more powerfully than the bass reverberating through the room, smelled that sweet perfume more sharply than the alcohol pouring into eager glasses. Again he felt an insane urge to stop right in his tracks and pull Keigo onto him, seat him on his cock and watch his body writhe in time with the pounding music. But practicality had to meet his arousal partway, and anyway Renji still wanted to live after this, so he continued towards a place that was... a little more private. ]
Not if we're careful.
[ Though the grin on his face suggested that Renji had no intention of being careful even if he were capable of such a thing. Not to mention their combined pheromones drew the eye of every patron as they walked past, leaving a trail of voyeurs in their wake.
Renji relished the pressure of their stares on him and especially on Keigo, flushed and hanging off his arm. He encouraged the proximity, let his arm pull so Keigo's body would have to angle closer to him and nuzzle up harder against his shoulder. His tails swayed and caressed up Keigo's back, light touches of his affection that he'd normally never be so bold to display. ]
Besides... [ Renji leaned closer to Keigo, placing a soft kiss on the delicate shell of his ear and purring softly. ] Seems like that doesn't bother you that much.
[ A sharp turn down a separate hallway lead to an apparently empty restroom. They couldn't get there fast enough. That teasing refrain and sweet sample of intimacy did nothing to satisfy the hot flood of desire he had for Keigo. Renji let the door swing shut behind them and give at least the illusion of privacy before his hands pulled around Keigo's waist. His fingers found the base of his twitching tail again, looking to elicit another wanton cry from his lips. He would've liked to have an audience here, but the slight echo of the tiles and their reflections in the mirror and the shifting shadows through the slit of light under the door provided a similar kind of thrill. ]
[ Renji steered them through the darkened club, striding with purpose past the bar and the open floor and towards the restrooms in the back. He felt the tremble in Keigo's arms as he clutched onto him more powerfully than the bass reverberating through the room, smelled that sweet perfume more sharply than the alcohol pouring into eager glasses. Again he felt an insane urge to stop right in his tracks and pull Keigo onto him, seat him on his cock and watch his body writhe in time with the pounding music. But practicality had to meet his arousal partway, and anyway Renji still wanted to live after this, so he continued towards a place that was... a little more private. ]
Not if we're careful.
[ Though the grin on his face suggested that Renji had no intention of being careful even if he were capable of such a thing. Not to mention their combined pheromones drew the eye of every patron as they walked past, leaving a trail of voyeurs in their wake.
Renji relished the pressure of their stares on him and especially on Keigo, flushed and hanging off his arm. He encouraged the proximity, let his arm pull so Keigo's body would have to angle closer to him and nuzzle up harder against his shoulder. His tails swayed and caressed up Keigo's back, light touches of his affection that he'd normally never be so bold to display. ]
Besides... [ Renji leaned closer to Keigo, placing a soft kiss on the delicate shell of his ear and purring softly. ] Seems like that doesn't bother you that much.
[ A sharp turn down a separate hallway lead to an apparently empty restroom. They couldn't get there fast enough. That teasing refrain and sweet sample of intimacy did nothing to satisfy the hot flood of desire he had for Keigo. Renji let the door swing shut behind them and give at least the illusion of privacy before his hands pulled around Keigo's waist. His fingers found the base of his twitching tail again, looking to elicit another wanton cry from his lips. He would've liked to have an audience here, but the slight echo of the tiles and their reflections in the mirror and the shifting shadows through the slit of light under the door provided a similar kind of thrill. ]
[ keigo was as pliant as putty as they weaved in and out of the crowds, easily guided by renji's hands so that by the time they reached the restroom, he was practically melded to his side. the husky whisper that brushed against his ear raised the hairs on his neck, his tail even fluffing slightly as he shivered through the sensation. the level of stimulation was so profound that keigo feared he'd truly lose control before long. it was like he was drunk and drugged all at once, a steady thump of his heartbeat echoing loudly in his head, pounding rhythmically with the bass of the music.
the muffled sounds of the club from beyond the closed door were a perfect backdrop to their current activities, painting the scene with an overtone of risk as renji snatched keigo by the hips. as his fingers dipped down to the base of his tail, keigo's throat tightened, a last ditch effort to prevent himself from crying out. it didn't work.
keigo's mouth opened, his tongue swiping against his teeth before he let out a low, desperate sound, a moan that seemed to bounce off the walls and back into keigo's ears, deafening his thoughts. his hands clung to renji's body, clawed fingers tight in the fabric of his clothing as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. the touch was so slight but it felt electrifying, urging his hips to roll forward against renji. it was humiliating how he was already reduced to panting heavily, his tongue rolling down to lick against his lips absently as the air puffed past them. ]
Renji... [ keigo pressed his hips forward, trying to ignore how loud even his rasped whisper sounded in that tiled room. ] D-don't mess with me... hurry up before someone comes in...
[ The acoustics of this bathroom seemed like they were made specifically with lewd purposes in mind. Keigo's wanton moans and hoarse whimpers reverberated across the tiles, heightening the bass notes in his sensual voice. It seemed like it could be heard even to the end of the long hallway they'd just come through, a strangely appealing thought to Renji at the moment. Maybe the siren's call would have the same effect on some stranger as it did on him, stoking a longing to drift closer, to hear more. ]
Hurry up with what, Keigo?
[ Obviously Keigo's plaintive request had fallen on deaf ears as Renji continued to mess with him. One hand on Keigo's waist encouraged the roll of his hips, fingers slipping up under the fabric of his shirt to press lightly into his back. The other hand grasped Keigo's tail tighter. His wrist pulled in gentle, languid strokes, savouring the feel of soft fur between his fingers and every twitch and sway of it in his hand. ]
You haven't told me what you want yet.
[ And Keigo had better answer quickly. He could sense the Prismals just past these walls as well as Keigo could, their spiritual signatures fluttering in vague and aimless directions. Just one needed to turn the corner and find their way here. ]
Hurry up with what, Keigo?
[ Obviously Keigo's plaintive request had fallen on deaf ears as Renji continued to mess with him. One hand on Keigo's waist encouraged the roll of his hips, fingers slipping up under the fabric of his shirt to press lightly into his back. The other hand grasped Keigo's tail tighter. His wrist pulled in gentle, languid strokes, savouring the feel of soft fur between his fingers and every twitch and sway of it in his hand. ]
You haven't told me what you want yet.
[ And Keigo had better answer quickly. He could sense the Prismals just past these walls as well as Keigo could, their spiritual signatures fluttering in vague and aimless directions. Just one needed to turn the corner and find their way here. ]
[ were the walls mocking him? it felt that way as his own sounds were thrown back at him, a shameful reminder of where they were no matter how hazy with lust keigo was feeling. and renji, the bastard that he was being, wasn't making that easier on him. between the idle stroking of his tail accompanied by the sudden squeeze and the encouragement of his rolling hips, keigo was largely unable to prevent himself from acting and sounding like an animal in heat.
his body was trembling from the overstimulation, the press of his hips against renji sending shockwaves up and down his spine, but it felt even more intense somehow. maybe it was because the stimulation extended down his spine and through his tail, which renji was so mercilessly toying with. he whined and clutched harder to renji's body, eyes glazed over as he stared up at him, desperate. ]
Y-you know wh-what I want...!
[ did he really have to say it? renji looked like a demon right now, with his complexion and hair, not to mention the many tails he sported. it really felt like a dream or a trick... but every bit of pressure was causing keigo to feel weaker and weaker, a very real need throbbing hard in his groin. ]
I w-want you t-to... [ he was stumbling over his words more obviously now, partially due to his embarrassment and partially due to how much stimulus he had to process. eventually, he got there: ] I want you to fuck me. Y-you asshole... you know that's wh-what I want and you're makin' me s-say it...! [ he squeezed at renji's bicep in retaliation, seemingly uncaring if he pricked him with his claws or not. ]
Edited 2019-10-09 05:36 (UTC)
[ A low exhale left Renji's lips as Keigo's fingers tightened over his arm, his claws close to piercing him. The pain brought his desire to a sharper focus, heightened the sensation of heat that seared where their skin touched. He grinned and leaned close to kiss Keigo's reddened cheek, a teasingly placating gesture. ]
Because you sound so good asking for it.
[ If he had the time or the patience right now, Renji would have liked to let Keigo hang in this precarious place of frustrated, desperate arousal a little longer. He'd milk every last drop of urgency in his voice, have him go hoarse begging for him in between calling him an asshole. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time or patience for it now. Even in the playful mood Renji's in, he couldn't delay the gratification of his needs, and Keigo's, much longer.
Still, Renji gave one last, long stroke up Keigo's tail before he released him. Both his hands settled on Keigo's waist, pulling him close again for one brief moment. He ground against Keigo, fancied he could feel the heat and throb of his arousal, and then with gentle guidance he turned Keigo to face the counter and the mirror. He weighed against Keigo's back, hands still firm on his waist, intent on bending him forward, on drowning him in his scent. The hard length of his cock pressed against Keigo through the thin fabric of his robe.
Renji's bright eyes were reflected in the mirror, watching Keigo from just over his shoulder. His head tilted and they crinkled slightly, a mischievous flash catching the light. ]
Aren't you forgetting "please", though?
[ Alright, so maybe he had a little more patience left. ]
Because you sound so good asking for it.
[ If he had the time or the patience right now, Renji would have liked to let Keigo hang in this precarious place of frustrated, desperate arousal a little longer. He'd milk every last drop of urgency in his voice, have him go hoarse begging for him in between calling him an asshole. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time or patience for it now. Even in the playful mood Renji's in, he couldn't delay the gratification of his needs, and Keigo's, much longer.
Still, Renji gave one last, long stroke up Keigo's tail before he released him. Both his hands settled on Keigo's waist, pulling him close again for one brief moment. He ground against Keigo, fancied he could feel the heat and throb of his arousal, and then with gentle guidance he turned Keigo to face the counter and the mirror. He weighed against Keigo's back, hands still firm on his waist, intent on bending him forward, on drowning him in his scent. The hard length of his cock pressed against Keigo through the thin fabric of his robe.
Renji's bright eyes were reflected in the mirror, watching Keigo from just over his shoulder. His head tilted and they crinkled slightly, a mischievous flash catching the light. ]
Aren't you forgetting "please", though?
[ Alright, so maybe he had a little more patience left. ]
[ keigo wasn't exactly amused by the nearly patronizing way renji was treating him, even if the small touches he was imparting did serve to provide a small amount of relief. in a way, it made it even more difficult, since the touches weren't quite enough to get him what he wanted. the stroking to his tail and even the grinding against him were momentary, fleeting sensations that ultimately faded far too quickly, leaving keigo almost painfully wanting.
it was for that reason that keigo wasn't nearly as resistant as he might have been normally. if his mind and body hadn't been rewired for sex in this moment, he would have protested the circumstance more, maybe bargained with renji to have them do it in a stall instead. but as renji guided him by his hips, keigo could only obey. he positioned himself against the counter, dick hard and straining against his clothes, and the very moment he felt that rigid length pressed against him, he bucked his hips backwards, craving more.
but once again, renji was serving to complicate matters further. wasn't it enough that keigo was acting like this, so beyond his normal comfort zone? did he really have to beg? ]
...Please.
[ ...apparently so. keigo was too frustrated to let his pride and shame get in between him and renji's thick dick splitting him open. ]
Please fuck me... I can't take it anymore. H-hurry up...
[ The reflection of Renji's tails flicked slightly, a shiver of pleasure chasing up his spine at Keigo's voice cracking as he pleaded for his dick. His grin widened, almost beaming. ]
Very good.
[ The praise was sincere, tinged with affection. How could it not be, when Keigo's begging was so charming? In response, Renji's hands skimmed forward from Keigo's waist to the front of his pants, giving one quick stroke across his straining cock. He loosened the top button carefully, claws only slightly grazing his skin as he lowered the zipper. As he slid the waistband down Keigo's thighs, Renji placed a slow kiss on the nape of his pale neck. Canines brushed his flesh for a moment, intent on raising goosebumps, before he lifted his head and met Keigo's gaze in the mirror. ]
Wasn't so hard, was it?
[ Renji didn't care to toy with Keigo any longer than that though. He undid the sash around his waist, let his robe fall open and reveal just how loosely tied it was. His fingers spread Keigo apart and he pressed his cock into the cleft of Keigo's ass, slicking him with his heat and hardness with one stroke, then another.
When he entered Keigo, he did so slowly, indulgently, like sinking into the heat of a hot spring. He exhaled low and content, a purr of satisfaction leaving his throat. And through it all, his eyes stayed fixed on Keigo's reflection, wanting to savour every bit of his reaction as he finally received what he'd so obediently asked for. ]
Very good.
[ The praise was sincere, tinged with affection. How could it not be, when Keigo's begging was so charming? In response, Renji's hands skimmed forward from Keigo's waist to the front of his pants, giving one quick stroke across his straining cock. He loosened the top button carefully, claws only slightly grazing his skin as he lowered the zipper. As he slid the waistband down Keigo's thighs, Renji placed a slow kiss on the nape of his pale neck. Canines brushed his flesh for a moment, intent on raising goosebumps, before he lifted his head and met Keigo's gaze in the mirror. ]
Wasn't so hard, was it?
[ Renji didn't care to toy with Keigo any longer than that though. He undid the sash around his waist, let his robe fall open and reveal just how loosely tied it was. His fingers spread Keigo apart and he pressed his cock into the cleft of Keigo's ass, slicking him with his heat and hardness with one stroke, then another.
When he entered Keigo, he did so slowly, indulgently, like sinking into the heat of a hot spring. He exhaled low and content, a purr of satisfaction leaving his throat. And through it all, his eyes stayed fixed on Keigo's reflection, wanting to savour every bit of his reaction as he finally received what he'd so obediently asked for. ]
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[ renji would pay for this eventually. maybe not right now, but keigo would think back on this moment and seethe from humiliation. but much like an animal in heat, he wasn't thinking about the future, he was thinking about getting fucked. he licked his lips absently as renji praised him, a soft whimper leaving his throat as he anticipated more delays.
surely renji wouldn't be so cruel... but he seemed to get enjoyment out of keigo's writhing. sure enough, though, renji actually made good on his word, so to speak. keigo shuddered when the touch of his fingers reached his cock, leading to his legs trembling and his back arching. he was leaning forward against the counter, his ears limp and flat against his skull as he panted. soon, soon, he'd get what he wanted.
when keigo felt the shift of fabric and the warmth of renji's dick against his ass, he practically went into an unfamiliar autopilot. anticipation propelled the adrenaline through his veins, and keigo lifted his hips, tail erected up and exposing himself fully. his breathing was a ragged shudder now, pupils dilated as he rolled his posture to the balls of his feet. ]
Oh fuck...! [ he gasped as renji slowly sank into him. it was like a fire kindling in his body, the nerve endings singing with stimulation as renji's cock filled him, bit by bit. the slow plying of his inner walls felt even more tantalizing than before, and keigo pushed back to meet renji's hips, eager to get him flush against his body. ] F-fuck, R-Renji... [ keigo's gaze caught renji's but rather than look away, he stared back. he was too dazed now that he was bent over like this, ready to take him like he was being paid to. ]
M-more... please...
( from here )
[ That's what Renji gets for loitering. He was lingering outside the tunnel, scoping out the line to see what all the fuss was about, when he got roped into accompanying a young woman who was entering by herself. You can't let her go alone, they said. It'll be fun, they said.
Right now Renji doesn't see the appeal. Maybe if he'd just landed here he'd be gaping as they walked through the aquarium, staring at the dancing robots and exotic fish that flit through the water like petals stirred by the wind. Maybe take a closer look at the statues staring longingly at each other in their own little underwater world. But Renji has been in Lunatia for almost a year now and this is, at best, pretty interesting for a minute or two.
Renji's eyes are drawn to Re-L instead. It's rare he meets a woman who can look him in the eye, literally. He's never seen that shade of eyeshadow before. It matches her eyes. He has a friend back home who would probably adore it. And her lips stand out against the paleness of her skin— ]
Eh?
[ Re-L catches Renji flat-footed, his naked gaze suddenly meeting her clear blue eyes. ]
Wasn't thinking 'bout it...
[ A lie, clear from the way his whole face jerks to look elsewhere and his cheeks, already flushed from the aphrodisiac working through his system, grow a little pinker. ]
Were you?
[ That's what Renji gets for loitering. He was lingering outside the tunnel, scoping out the line to see what all the fuss was about, when he got roped into accompanying a young woman who was entering by herself. You can't let her go alone, they said. It'll be fun, they said.
Right now Renji doesn't see the appeal. Maybe if he'd just landed here he'd be gaping as they walked through the aquarium, staring at the dancing robots and exotic fish that flit through the water like petals stirred by the wind. Maybe take a closer look at the statues staring longingly at each other in their own little underwater world. But Renji has been in Lunatia for almost a year now and this is, at best, pretty interesting for a minute or two.
Renji's eyes are drawn to Re-L instead. It's rare he meets a woman who can look him in the eye, literally. He's never seen that shade of eyeshadow before. It matches her eyes. He has a friend back home who would probably adore it. And her lips stand out against the paleness of her skin— ]
Eh?
[ Re-L catches Renji flat-footed, his naked gaze suddenly meeting her clear blue eyes. ]
Wasn't thinking 'bout it...
[ A lie, clear from the way his whole face jerks to look elsewhere and his cheeks, already flushed from the aphrodisiac working through his system, grow a little pinker. ]
Were you?
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