Fic: Practice Chapter 2

[ruyu]

Title: Practice (Chapter 2)
Author: Ruyu
Pairing: Renji/Ichigo
Rating: PG-13 (may be raised for later chapters)
Warnings: None for now
Summary: Ichigo is used to pain - not affection.
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns all. I make no money.
Beta: axaroffle
A/N: Just trying to write some RenIchi. I suppose we'll see how it goes. ^^


Chapter 1

 

The first step of ‘practice’ had been declared: the art of touch. Ichigo snorted at Renji‘s formal plan of intimacy training - ever the warrior even when it came to relationships. But hadn’t he preferred the effects of battle over affection? The somewhat expected pain and exertion of battle was slightly more predictable than the unexpected path of love and affection. A blade cutting into his skin felt the same every time, but the touch of Renji’s lips onto his felt different and new with each kiss.

 

Ichigo tossed fitfully in his bed, the heat of the night becoming bothersome underneath his covers. His torso and legs remained uncovered with only the corner of his sheets covering his clothed hips. The back of his neck was hot and sweaty where it was fitted snuggly into his pillow. Ichigo let out another hot sigh as he arched his back away from the unwanted warmth of his bed.

 

“I wouldn’t do that Ichigo.”

 

Ichigo jumped as Renji sat on his window, peering in with only the streetlight to see him by. His silhouette was black, but unmistakable in the night.

 

“Renji…” Ichigo whispered into the darkness of his room.

 

The shinigami lieutenant entered and sat his zanpaktou against the wall of the room and made his way over to Ichigo’s bed. The light from the street now lit the man’s handsome face and allowed Ichigo to see him pull his tie from his hair and watch as his red locks cascaded over his shoulders. Renji turned and sat on the edge of Ichigo’s bed.

 

“You ready to practice, Ichigo?” Renji said with a devious grin.

 

Ichigo pulled himself up and rested on his elbows, “Practice?!”

 

“Yeah - practice. For that little problem of yours…well…our problem I should say.” He explained as he began to remove his clothing and sandals, folding each piece and placing in neatly on Ichigo’s desk. “First we gotta get you used to touch.”

 

Each article of clothing he removed revealed more flesh and tattoos and Ichigo’s body heated up more as his blush steadily spread. This was not good.

 

Ichigo stared incredulously at the increasingly nude man as he complained, “You can’t be serious, Renji. Yes. I said I had a problem with it, but I’m not completely opposed to touching.”

 

“Sure you’re not…” Renji teased as he made to climb on the bed and straddle the boy. “I think it’s best if we just go ahead and get this out of the way then.”

 

“Renji! For fuck’s sake…just - “Ichigo struggled to say as he attempted to push Renji off of him and keep the man’s body away from his own. Renji’s miniature strip show left Ichigo with a rather pressing issue of his own. God this was so embarrassing!

 

But Renji was slightly stronger than he was and he pinned Ichigo down easily as he sat on the boy’s upper thighs and grasped his wrists with gentle but firm hands. “Babe, you gotta relax or this ain’t gonna work.”

 

Ichigo’s breathe was ragged from the brief struggle and his embarrassment and he suddenly felt guilty for putting Renji through this - for dealing with his problems. He settled down immediately.

 

“Good boy.”

 

Ichigo gasped as Renji’s tongue swept across his chest, sucking randomly at the hard bone underneath. “Renji!”

 

Ichigo felt the grip loosen on his wrist. “Be good now and you’ll enjoy this.” Ichigo understood as Renji released his hands. He looked above him and wrapped his hands around his headboard and looked back down at Renji. Ichigo’s body was shaking and sweating as the man ran his hands up and down his chest, fingers curling around his torso to caress his back.

 

The tongue returned and dipped into his navel and traveled up and over his ribs and ended at his collar bones. Ichigo’s knuckles were white with strain and nervousness. He almost wanted to push Renji away but at the same time pull him harder against his body. He was so conflicted and so goddamn hard.

 

“You’re doing great.” Renji mouthed against his throat. “Now…let’s see about this…”

 

The weight on his thighs was suddenly gone and the mouth was removed from his throat. Ichigo’s eye shot open to see Renji hovering above him, resting his weight on all fours. “Close your eyes, babe.”

 

“Why do I need to - “Ichigo managed to say before Renji cut him off with a hard, brief kiss. Ichigo’s eyes were dazed as Renji withdrew.

 

“Close ‘em.”

 

Ichigo swallowed harshly and gave Renji a confused look as he reluctantly closed his eyes. He waited a few moments for something to happen, but nothing ever did. “Renji?”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“What are we doing?”

 

He heard Renji chuckle, “You’ll see.”

 

The silence and heat began to bother him. He could hear Renji breathing and just feel the heat from his body. Renji’s breathing came close to his ear but never touched him. He felt the same ghost of warmth above his stomach and hips - each remaining achingly out reach. The frustration and heat was becoming annoying and Ichigo became impatient.

 

He wiggled underneath Renji, but the man made no comment about him moving. He supposed he could do whatever he wanted if he just left his eyes closed. Ichigo hesitantly raised his hand and reached for Renji.

 

He was met with warm, smooth skin. Renji twitched above him and let out a grunt of approval. Was this right? Was this ok to do?

 

He raised his other hand to grip Renji’s shoulder while his other hand traveled shyly down the man’s side and hip. This wasn’t bad at all.

 

As he touched the man he realized how…lonely he felt. He wanted to be touched…

 

Ichigo’s eyes opened at his small epiphany.

 

“Ichigo! Close your - “ Renji sputtered and was cut off as Ichigo crushed their lips together.

 

“I get it, Renji. I finally GET it.” Ichigo panted against the man’s mouth. “T-touch me, Renji.”

 

Renji grinned against his mouth, “See…now we’re making progress.


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Comments

[madrona-8.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. Renji is a patient man and a good teacher.
He's given Ichigo his first taste of passion. Kinda like a dealer with a newbie...the first one is free. ( I know that's horrible, but it's all I could think of for the moment)

[ruyu.livejournal.com]

*giggles* I like the way you think!

Ichigo's a quick learner - he'll figure Renji out soon enough. ^^

Thanks for reading!

[spikykun.livejournal.com]

Oh YEAH. I love it! They're so sweet and... I miss reading good Renji/Ichigo's, so thank you very much for this one.

Now go and write me some more!

[ruyu.livejournal.com]

^^ Thanks! XD

[spikykun.livejournal.com]

BTW, can I friend you? I wanna keep track of this ^^;

[ruyu.livejournal.com]

Of course you can! XD

[babyluw.livejournal.com]

this is soo hot... please continue <3

[ruyu.livejournal.com]

No worries! Thank you for reading and commenting! ^__^

[kateison.livejournal.com]

Ah, yum. I love the way you write Renji, especially his idea of teaching Ichigo these sort of things.

Wonderful work! Mind an add?

[ruyu.livejournal.com]

Thanks for commenting! I'm glad you like it!

I friended you back ^^