Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Bleach Ficlets: Dare To Live ❯ 19 Tracing Lines ( Chapter 19 )

Authors Note: I don't own Bleach and make no claims on it. If I did, there'd be a whole hell of a lot of kinky shit going down.

 

19Tracing Lines

 

I was slowly pulled from sleep by the extra warmth of a body beside me and the feel of fingers moving feather light over my skin. I blinked against the soft glow of the bedside lamp while my brain sluggishly tried to figure out what was going on. I was never my best when I first cracked my eyes open.

 

“Nova?” I asked in a sleep heavy voice when I finally worked out that the candy apple red hair I was seeing across my chest wasn't my own.

 

He hummed softly in reply, his fingers still stroking over my bare chest. Oh fuck, that felt really good. My brain might be still half asleep but my body was wide awake and eager.

 

“What are you doing? What time is it?”

 

“Late. After three. I'm touching you.”

 

“Yeah, I get that you're touching me,” I said with a smile. I hoped like hell I wasn't reading this wrong. Nova was one strange mix of shyness and boldness. “Why are you touching me at three in the morning?”

 

Nova shrugged and traced a finger over the lines of my tattoos on my chest. “You said I could touch you wherever I wanted if we were lovers. Everybody else is asleep.”

 

I'm sure that statement made sense somehow. I just wasn't getting it at the moment. Didn't matter a whole lot. I could lay here and let Nova touch me for the rest of the damn night if he wanted to and be perfectly happy. Well, maybe perfectly happy wasn't the right phrase. Certain parts of me were starting to feel noticeably excited. I moved my hands to Nova's back, disappointed when I felt fabric under my hands.

 

“If you're here to touch me, why are you still dressed? Don't I get to touch you back?”

 

Nova pushed himself up into a sitting position and looked at me for several seconds, toying with the zipper on his jacket. A delicate pink blush coloured his cheeks before he slowly drew the zipper down. I'd seen him mostly naked in the bath and was looking forward to getting to know his body better. He shrugged out of his jacket and I had to work at not yanking him under me and getting right down to business. Nova didn't have a shirt on underneath and it was just pale, unmarked skin that looked even better than I remembered. Urahara did damn fine work. Nova looked at me from under his long lashes and bit his bottom lip, his hand hovering over the button of his pants. I covered his hand and tugged him back down to me.

 

“Good enough for now. We can move to that later, if you want,” I said in a voice I hoped didn't sound nearly as lusty as I thought it did.

 

Nova smiled at me and certain parts of my body insisted that leaving Nova's pants on was cruel and unusual punishment. I somehow ignored the things my cock was telling me to do. Nova surprised me by leaning down and kissing one of the lines of tattoos on my neck. My eyes closed and I'm sure I made some kinda noise of pleasure `cause I know I felt Nova smile against my skin. He moved up and pressed his lips to mine.

 

I'd found out that Nova was a damn fast learner and an amazing kisser. When he was confident about something, he was poetry in motion. Or maybe it'd be better to say he was like a dirty limerick going by the way he worked his tongue against mine. Show the guy just one time how erotic it was to suck on your lover's tongue….

 

Nova slid his tongue around mine, teasing me in a way I liked a lot. The whole time he was working his mouth on mine; his fingers were busy tracing butterfly-light, almost revenantly, over my tatts. I couldn't remember feeling anything so arousing in a very long time. I smoothed one hand down his back and over that cute little ass of his while my other hand ended up buried in his hair. My tongue stroked in and out of his mouth while he made soft sounds of pleasure and rubbed his naked chest against mine. I tried to slip my hand down the back of his pants so I could properly grope his fine ass but couldn't wriggle my fingers past the tight waistband. Damn. Being all noble sucked.

 

I wasn't about to push him into doing anything he didn't feel comfortable doing but I wanted to feel his skin under my hands. We'd been mostly kissing and touching each other in stolen moments but nothing that involved much bare skin on skin. I was used to the quick fix of finding and fucking but Nova was somehow different. It felt… wrong to treat him like just another quick fuck.

 

Nova pulled back from the kiss and stared at me for several seconds while he chewed on his bottom lip making me wonder what the hell he was thinking so hard about. We needed to work on his communication skills big time. Although, I was getting better at reading him through body language and the softly spoken, one word answers he gave ninety-five percent of the time. I figured he knew I'd like him naked even though I'd said he could keep his pants on if he wanted to. Maybe he thought I'd want more than to just feel him up if he was naked. Okay, technically I did want more. Way more. But, I didn't think he was ready for that yet.

 

I was about to tell him not to worry about going any further when he stood suddenly. Crap, he was gonna leave. I pushed myself up and reached for him. The sound of his zipper coming down was loud in the quiet of the room and I stared at him as he shoved his pants and underwear off and dropped them to the floor. He stood next to the futon, completely naked and half-way to hardness. My mouth went dry and I blinked a couple of times not quite believing what I was seeing. Holy fucking shit but Urahara had to be the biggest pervert on the entire fucking planet. I was gonna have to buy him a case of that very nice sake I'd seen him eyeballing in thanks for creating Nova's gigai like he did. Urahara had given Nova one hell of a gorgeous cock. I'd never actually seen one that size outside of porno movies and even then, not that often.

 

“Renji?” Nova asked softly, uncertainty in his voice. His hands moved to cover his groin and a blush coloured his cheeks. His eyes darted to his clothes.

 

His soft voice made me jerk my eyes away from that incredible cock of his and up to his face. I coulda kicked myself at what I saw there. I'd been making him uncomfortable by staring and any second now he was gonna teleport away. I could see it in the way he was tensing up. I kicked away the blanket, grabbed his wrist and tugged him down to lay half-on, half-off me. A low sound of approval wound from my throat. Oh yeah, Nova felt real good held tight to me. His eyes went wide when I kissed him with a little more aggression than I meant to but, damn, having him naked and in my arms was making me hornier than hell.

 

“You are seriously sexy, Nova. I like what I see. A lot. But, we don't have to do anything. I'm not going to rush you into something you don't feel comfortable with. You tell me to stop and I won't get mad, honest. If you wanna just lay here with me, I'm cool with that,” I was gonna have the worst case of blue balls in history, but I could probably keep from molesting Nova if I tried really, really hard. And if he stopped petting me.

 

“What if I want more?” Nova asked as he settled himself against me, tracing my tatts with a finger. I bit my lip to stop from groaning when he glided his fingers over the lines on my hip and came dangerously close to my cock.

 

“I'm willing to go as far as you want,” I was almost praying now that he wanted more than just touching. Like maybe a little stroking of certain body parts that were starting to scream for attention.

 

Nova put his head on my shoulder and kept running his fingers over my tatts. Every time his fingers brushed over my hip or thigh, I'd hold my breath a little, damn near praying that he'd touch my cock. I had tattoos around that, too. Didn't he want to touch those? “Oh god, please touch those,” I thought at him as hard as I could. It'd been a while since I'd felt any hand but mine stroking my dick. My hands moved up and down Nova's back. I let out a slow breath when he rocked his hips against mine, grinding that porn-star sized cock against my leg. He nuzzled his nose in my hair and I shivered every time I felt his breath puff against the sensitive skin behind my ear.

 

I slid my hand further down his back and over his ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. I said a silent prayer of thanks when he didn't tense up or pull away. So far, so good. My hand glided over his hip, my thumb accidentally-on-purpose brushing against the satiny soft skin of his cock. Nova's breath stuttered in his throat and he pushed his hips harder against mine. Did he even have a clue how erotic he was when he did that?

 

“Fuck, you're beautiful, Nova,” I whispered into his hair, touching him wherever I could reach. A blush moved over his skin and he wriggled against me.

 

I tried. I really did but, I couldn't help myself. I had to feel his cock. I wrapped my fingers around him and stroked him a few times. Nova cried out softly and looked up at me. He was blushing but I could see lust in his eyes. He reached a hand behind my head and pulled me into a kiss that made my toes curl and my cock twitch with excitement. His tongue dipped in and out of my mouth in imitation of what I wanted to be doing with him. I wanted to roll him to his back, push his legs up and stuff my dick up his ass. I wanted that so bad, I actually rolled us so we were on our sides facing each other before the one working brain cell I had left smacked me upside the head for moving so fast.

 

“Renji?” Nova asked in that soft, intimate voice of his that made my cock throb. I squeezed my eyes closed; breathing hard from the effort I was making not to jump him.

 

When I thought I had myself under control again, I looked at him to try and explain why I'd stopped and groaned instead. How the hell was I supposed to do the right thing when he looked so completely fuckable? His eyes were wide and his cheeks flushed with arousal. His cock was hard and leaking pre-come onto my fingers. I tried to make myself stop fondling him but it was like my fingers had a mind of their own. He wasn't exactly helping me want to stop with the gentle rocking motion of his hips and the delicate touch of his fingers over my tatts. I was down for the count when he leaned into me and traced the lines of my tattoos over my chest and up my throat with his tongue.

 

If I wasn't gonna let myself have his ass just yet, I at least wanted to watch him orgasm. I figured if my balls were feeling tight and orgasm was teasing me with how fast I'd reached that point, Nova had to be in the same kinda shape. I wiggled a little bit, lining up our cocks and pressed them together. I couldn't quite get one hand around both our cocks. A smile spread across my face. Nova was gonna have to help. This was gonna be so fucking good.

 

“Help me jerk us both off,” I said against his lips before kissing him.

 

His hand joined mine on our cocks and sucked in a sharp breath. Damn that felt good. I started with slow strokes, Nova catching my rhythm almost immediately. He moaned quietly and the lust in his eyes spiked. My breathing was coming fast and sharp at the feel of our cocks rubbing together and his hand stroking over me. Nova's muscles were tensing and a film of sweat made his skin glisten. He was panting roughly and the fingers of his free hand were digging into my shoulder. He was so close I could almost taste his need. I pulled his head close and moved my lips over his ear.

 

“Let it happen, Nova. Come for me,” I said pumping our cock together.

 

Nova stared at me, his eyes going wide, his pupils almost eclipsing the aqua of his irises. His mouth opened and he groaned my name, his short finger nails breaking the skin on my shoulder and the hand he had wrapped around my cock tightening to just this side of pain. His dick pulsed under my hand, come splattering between our bellies. He shuddered and his body went slack in my arms. He called my name again softly, his hips twitched into mine and I was done. I pressed my lips to his in another aggressive kiss, pumped my cock against his a few times and let my orgasm rush me. Nova hummed his approval into my mouth, my come mixing with his on our stomachs. He tangled his tongue with mine making me groan in pleasure at how damn good he was at kissing. Holy fucking hell, that was hotter than any simple jerk off session should be.

 

“We should get cleaned up,” Nova said in that quiet, bedroom voice of his. My cock twitched at the sound of his voice. I just knew I was gonna get hard whenever I heard him speak from now on.

 

“I dunno, Nova. That would mean I have to let you go and I kinda like where you are right now,” oh crap, now I was sounding like some romance novel hero or something. Not that I had any idea what they sounded like in the first place. Nope, no idea at all.

 

“Let the poor guy go, Renji. I need to talk to you alone anyway.”

 

I jerked my head up to find the last person I'd ever expected to see in the real world. Hisagi Shuuhei leaned against the partially open door frame, eyeing Nova's exceptionally fine ass. He smirked when Nova looked over his shoulder and blushed bright red. I scowled at Shuuhei and was reaching for the blanket scrunched at my feet to cover Nova's nakedness when Nova vanished. I swore and glared pure death at someone I'd considered a very good friend for decades.

 

“Thanks a lot, Shuuhei. You embarrassed him,” I muttered flopping to my back. “What was so fucking important that you had to interrupt my nice post-sex haze?”

 

“Captain Kuchiki mentioned, in passing when he saw me, that you were being delinquent in your duties and he might have to re-think you being in the real world if you couldn't handle your regular duties as well as what you've got going on here. Thought you'd appreciate knowing that.”

 

“Fuck!” I hissed, dragging my fingers through my hair. Like I need this.

 

“So who was he and how'd he disappear like that?” Shuuhei asked as he shoved himself away from the wall. I recognized that suspicious tone of voice and I didn't like it.

 

“Nova and that's one of his talents. Gimme fifteen minutes and I'll go back to Soul Society with you to beg forgiveness from Captain Kuchiki for being a slacker.”

 

Shuuhei said nothing, watching me as I stood. I wiped my belly clean with the edge of the blanket, threw on a pair of pants and brushed past him. Unease settled in my stomach. Shuuhei was smart enough to clue in to the fact that a normal person couldn't do what Nova just did. I didn't want to think about having to step between my shy Mod soul lover and one of my oldest, rule-following, friends. He'd report to Soul Society Nova's presence in an eye-blink like the good, acting-Captain he was. I punched the wall and started to pray really hard that it didn't come down to that kinda choice.