Renji grinned widely, oh yeah this was going to be good, Ichigo would know how fucking much it hurt to take it up the ass like that. The grin turned into a smirk, oh yeah he loved that being a fukutaicho you could pull strings and with 'the look' had nobody asking questions, well of course not the higher ups but...he hadn't come across them. So it was okay. He stepped out of the portal to the Living World and hopped on the nearby roof, taking in a deep breath and verifying that Ichigo was indeed in his room, or that was what his constantly leaking reiatsu said. Soon, oh soon Ichigo. Renji couldn't help but shiver though as he got closer to the teen's house, his energy getting a bit overwhelming, making his skin tingle. Great, he not only had a being helpless and tied fetish, now he had a reiatsu fetish as well, great...just great. Forcing his head away from the sinful thoughts of what Ichigo could do to him, he pulled them back to the things HE could do to ICHIGO. The grin was back in place as he hopped through the window, coming in at night had it's advantages, a sleeping teen was a whole lot more easier to collar then an awake and struggling one, though the struggle would benice. Renji carefully took the dark red collar and leash out, a tag following, yeah if you do it you got to do it good. The collar was buckled around Ichigo's neck, a gasp leaving as he felt that reiatsu being suppressed by the material, a spell made sure only Renji could open it and there he was grinning like a mad man again. The tag which had on them simply 'Kurosaki Ichigo' got attached to the ring at the front of the collar, the leash being attached as well. Hmm, how to wake him up...Renji snickered before shoving Ichigo off of the bed, holding the leash tightly so not to have him get away too far. He sat comfortable on the bed, staring down at Ichigo with obvious hungry eyes, oh yeah this would be fun.

Ichigo's eyes opened and grumbled, throwing a hand out, open and slapping at whatever it was. If that was his dad...he'd sooo kick the man's ass for waking him up this early before his blasted alarm went off. His brown pools opened though and blinked once he saw Renji and then twitched. "The hell, man?! Get off me!" he shouted with narrowed eyes, about to push Renji before his eyes landed on a leash...wait...leash? "What - Hey! Do I look like a dog to you?!" He grabbed at it and tugged, ears capturing the sound of a slight jingle and his eyes narrowed ever more. "You...are so dead, Abarai." Ichigo moved onto his elbows and smirked, "Trying to get back at me? Why? I thought I fucked you so good you wouldn't cause me any more problems..." His face leaned up, a cocky look glistening in his eyes, "or do I need to teach you a lesson about pissing me off again? Hmm...Cutie-apple?" His left hand moved up and grabbed at the leash, tugging at it.

Renji's grin never left. "Just try it, Bitchy-Chan. And you look more of a kitten to me...ah, that reminds me..." He moved a hand into his Haori and pulled out some cat ears before placing them on Ichigo's head, a tail laying next to him but he'd have to fasten that one later. "Ya look good on the ground ya know." His look was smug as he tugged on the leash, pleased to see Ichigo's head needing to move with it a bit before relaxing again, oh yeah this would be fun.

Ichigo gasped out slightly once he was tugged forward and growled angrily once he saw the cat ears, moving to climb onto the bed and grabbing at Renji's hands to pin them down with a purr, "I just might, my lil' cock-slut." His eyes darkened with lust. Well, he had been having a 'nice' dream before Renji up and ruined it so he was pretty hard. The teen leaned his face down. "I don't bitch for anyone or anything, got that?" He tightened his hold on Renji's wrists and licked his lips. "Not even for you would I consider it." Ichigo's anger bubbling up. Damn collar, damn leash yanking at his neck, and damn cat ears to top it off! Hmm...he couldn't tell if his spiritual pressure was raising or not.

Renji just grinned; well the collar did its job he thought as he flipped them over and chuckled. He wondered if this one would be enough, it was the strongest he could get in the form of a collar, but really, you couldn't tell what Ichigo could or could not, damn freaky, strong, hottie. "Ya know, that collar is reiatsu repressing...Will be hard to get me to bottom for ya." He freed his wrists before yanking Ichigo up by the leash and smashing there lips together, his left hand moving to play with the cat ears.

Ichigo moved his face away and was sure a vein was showing at the side of his head. "Don't even think I'll let you top me!" He grabbed at Renji's shirt and flipped them over, biting angrily at the redhead's neck, hands going up the other's shirt and pinching his nipples while grinding down. No way, in Hell, was he going to take it up the ass. No way, no how!

Renji groaned, grinding up immediately and grunting a bit. "Fuck you! Now stop killing my neck and kiss me! I had a whole lot of trouble explaining why I was bitten so fucking much!" He growled, pulling Ichigo's head up before pulling him back down by the leash, hand wrapping around it to keep tension on it and hoping to keep Ichigo's lips at his own.

Ichigo moved his head to the side defiantly. "What...they found out ya had a violent fuck? I'm not impressed, that's where band-aids come in handy." His tongue licked at Renji's lower lip, "How'd ya explain the marks I left on that pretty neck of yours?" His hands slid down in a teasing way, pulling the top apart and tracing the tattoos.

Renji shivered a bit but growled. "Not gonna tell!" He waited for a bit before flipping them over again though he had to admit it was harder then the time before, he cursed before leaning in to bite at Ichigo's neck, so he'd be having bite marks as well.

Ichigo's eyes were to the side, not bothering to make a sound once he was bitten and turned to swap their positions again. "I like looking at you this way, the other way isn't very appealing." His right hand slid down and slipped into Renji's pants, trailing his fingertips along the other's cock, moving his neck to the side showing he really didn't care if he was marked. Yeah, he used band-aids and simply said he got into a bad fight and everyone left it at that.

"Cocky bastard..." Renji growled, leaning up to drag his tongue up over Ichigo's neck and lifting his hips up into his hand. His own hand moved down to slip into Ichigo's pants as well, mimicking Ichigo's movements as he nibbled on the collar, working his way to the front before letting his tongue play with the tag and the ring.

Ichigo's eyes fell halfway shut once Renji's hand touched his arousal and let out a soft pant before grabbing at it with his freed hand, pulling it out while growling, "I don't recall sayin' you could touch me there," in a dark, lustful, tone, curling his right hand's fingers around Renji's cock before stroking with a smirk, moving his eyes to look down on Renji with a snarl. He was sure his neck would hurt like hell in the morning when his insane father woke him up or he'd get whip-lash. Either or didn't sound very good.

Renji closed his eyes to relax for a moment, moaning softly and sighing pleasured. He gave a tug onto that leash again though and freed his hand from Ichigo's to slip it into his pants again, gripping his arousal and stroking it, thumb teasing the slit on the head. "I said it." Renji spoke, his voice low like it always was when he was in pleasure.

Ichigo moved his face to the side, his hand grabbing at Renji's chin and forcing the redhead to look at him once Ichigo moved and bit at the other's upper lip, tightening his right hand's grasp and making slow, torturous, strokes on purpose, letting his tongue slide along Renji's lower lip and growling possessively as his hips moved into the motion the redhead's hand was making. Looked like they'd be fighting over who topped once they were barely dressed. Hell, last time the Kurosaki was still dressed... His cock twitched at the memory and smirked.

Renji groaned deeply. "Fucking tease..." He hissed out, enjoying Ichigo's caresses before deciding he wanted more, so he shoved the man off, his grip again on the end of the leash before looking Ichigo over for a moment, then grinning. "Strip will ya." he said, while working his way out of his top, dropping it on the ground before waiting and watching Ichigo as he licked his upper lip, well at least he could blame that one on being hit.

Ichigo hissed and moved his hands to unbutton his white uniform shirt he hadn't bothered to take off, eyes trained on Renji with a silent cursing session going on. Damn Pineapple sure knew how to push things to the point Ichigo wanted to either strangle him...or just fuck him senseless. Grabbing the flaps to the shirt once he was finished, he tossed it aside and crawled over to Renji, licking at his neck with a plot of revenge boiling up as his hands slid up the shinigami's chest, moving his mouth to nip at it and laving a nipple before biting down angrily, putting all he had to indicate how pissed he was at the moment before licking at it again in a mock-apology.

Renji actually cried out, body jerking a bit as it trembled. "Angry?" he asked his voice unsteady before he pulled Ichigo's head up to roughly nip his lower lip, tongue traveling over his jaw before whispering into his ear. "Ichigo..." He purred, licking the shell of that ear before nipping the lobe. "You didn't get fully naked. Bad, bad kitty." He tugged on the leash when he said 'bad' and slapped his ass playfully when he said 'kitty', grinning widely.

"Gah! You prick!" Ichigo hissed once the hand connected with his ass and placed his hands on Renji's thighs, inwardly cursing and killing an imaginary Renji. "And stop yankin' on the damn leash!" His right hand grabbed at it and glared at Renji, barely suppressing a shudder. No...nope, would not bottom. "'sides...I'm not one to follow orders very well." His teeth grazed against Renji's neck and latched them down with the intent to make the fukutaicho bleed, pressing forward to push him down and hands moving to remove Renji's pants with a blinding haste.

Renji wouldn't spread his legs for Ichigo, wouldn't help with him getting his pants off. He forced back a sound as he was bitten; even if it was hard it still felt okay and caused this tingle all over his neck. "I can yank on the leash if I want to, and you'll be following my orders soon, pet." He growled at Ichigo, slapping his ass again.

Ichigo growled and glared down on Renji, nipping up to the other's lips and moving his left hand to grab hold of the fukutaicho's cock, stroking it with a lustful glint in his eyes, licking his lips. "Can't make me, cock-slut," he teased, licking at Renji's lower lip before taking it between his teeth and nibbling. The teen secretly wondered if they both had a thing for being abused. His thumb teased the slit on occasions and moved his hips back, ass out of slapping range and his member out of touching.

Renji let out a pleased growl. "One day, just you see, one day I'll have ya beg for it." Even though he couldn't reach the other's ass or cock he still tried to, but just stilled for rubbing his palms over Ichigo's chest and shoulder. The redhead pulled his head a bit back so Ichigo's teeth tugged onto his lips before he moved his head back in place, lips parting a bit before another soft pleasured sound left them.

Ichigo smirked and nibbled along Renji's jaw line and down the neck, licking at a nipple before his right hand moved over the tattooed chest, raking his nails down lightly before pinching the other nipple. His teeth scrapped down over the part and then took it between his teeth, sucking at it as his left hand squeezed Renji's arousal, eyes half-lidded and looking up at Renji, watching his reactions intensively as his right hand then moved down and cupped the sac, kneading it in his hand as his mouth went to the other side to give the neglected nub the same treatment but rolling his tongue along it once he bit at it.

Renji bit his lower lip hard as his chest arched up in all the ministrations. Oh yeah, the raking and biting had left his nipples really sensitive and now Ichigo was biting and sucking on them again! Renji moaned deeply, one hand gripping Ichigo's hair to keep him in place as the other held the leash firmly, almost like it was one of the things keeping him from going crazy. His hips lifted and fell into Ichigo's heavenly hand, who applied just the right amount of pressure and God! His hips bucked, oh yeah, good defiantly good. He inwardly cursed the 13th division for not having given him a stronger collar; Ichigo's reiatsu was simply too much to be suppressed by it completely.

Ichigo growled though, seeing how much limited space he could move down. Leaning up while his tongue traced the tattoos, his lips brushed against Renji's ear. "I wanna taste your cum, Ren," he purred, licking at the underside of the redhead's ear and nipped, "would you like that? Having my mouth around your cock? Suckin' ya off?" His left hand released the fukutaicho's erection and ran his index and middle up the underside and down as well. Those two fingers also ran over the head, twirling around and moving his lips to kiss at Renji's neck.

Renji shivered, tilting his head to the side as his hips bucked up again. He resisted for a full thirty seconds then growled and yanked Ichigo's lips in range for a kiss with the leash. "I want ya to fuck me silly, not suck me off!" he growled, taking Ichigo's lower lip in between his teeth and tugging before releasing it and running his tongue along it. "So get to work, or must I do everything?" he bitched.

Ichigo purred happily at this, lips pulling back in a cat-like way. "Want me to prep ya or just shove my cock up your perfect ass?" His chocolate pools darkened and unadulterated desire shimmered in them, his left hand going down to work on his pants, licking at Renji's upper lip before taking it between his teeth and nibbling, tongue running along it with a slight smile forming on his lips.

"Get. It. In. Me. Now!" Renji growled, each word ended with a pull on the leash as Renji spread his legs and wrapped them around Ichigo's waist. The redhead felt as if drowning in those eyes, such desire, and such desire for me! He shivered as he tried to pay as much attention to Ichigo's lower lip as he could.

"Sure thing," Ichigo complied, pushing his pants down in front to reveal an erect cock, releasing Renji's lip and placing his hands on the other's hips, aligning the redhead's ass with his dick and slamming in with his eyes falling halfway shut with a snarl, pulling his face away from Renji's, looking down on the shinigami with a look of raw pleasure.

Renji helplessly stared up at Ichigo, there obviously was a painful expression on his face, but still he moaned, vision a bit blurry as his body trembled. After a bit though the redhead pulled Ichigo back down again to breathe against his lips and then speak. "If ya don't fucking get those hips moving I'll cut off yer cock and balls and fuck ya with it." he threatened, his free hand going to Ichigo's shoulder and holding onto it tightly.

Ichigo raised a brow then smirked, licking Renji's cheek. "Sure...don't be fuckin' bitchin' and cryin' when I'm done with you since you asked for it." After saying that the teen moved his hips, in a slightly violent way, eyes hazed and focused on the pleasure, sighing and arching his back to add more force into his thrusts, his left hand releasing a hip and placing it next to Renji's head on the elbow and leaned his hips up, bringing Renji's along with his and began to move with the intent to hear a cry...see a wonderful reaction on Renji's face...one that'll make the representative lose all the control he has left.

Renji ignored the fact that he was moaning like a bitch…scratch that, moaning like a dog bitch in heat…well he had been called a stray dog before…Renji eyes were glued onto Ichigo's face, taking in every expression. He licked his dry lips and swallowed before a cry ripped from his throat as his prostrate was hit, making his body spasm a bit while he clawed onto the other's shoulder. Even though it was rough and violent the look on Renji's face was one of pure pleasure and want.

Ichigo's mind recalled the previous spot he hit when Renji cried out and for some reason, each time he slammed back in, he kept going after it, his right hand's nails digging into Renji's hip, sliding down the other's leg and over the thigh, leaning his face down to press a harsh kiss to Renji's lips, moving his hips frantically, hastily. The redhead's face...the moaning...everything was making his control slip and his left hand moved under Renji's head, bringing his head up to deepen the kiss, slipping his tongue into the other's mouth, running the muscle along the sides of the other's mouth, teasingly grazing over Renji's own.

Renji's body spasmed more as his prostate was mercilessly pounded into, his back arching and inner walls tightening around the hard cock inside him. The kiss, it was hard to focus on it when being fucked so goddamn good but still he tried, his hand leaving Ichigo's shoulder to wrap into his hair and press his lips down harder, parting for a second to whisper 'harder' before kissing again. It was messy and Renji could feel the saliva dripping over his chin, still it only turned him on more.

Ichigo's eyes steadied on Renji, complying without complaint, hands moving underneath the shinigami's back and pulling him up into a sitting position, his hands trailing down Renji's sides and moving his mouth away from the redhead's to kiss at his jaw line and down his neck to his shoulder, leaving a trail of saliva with his tongue back up. Grabbing hold of the fukutaicho's hips, he pushed him up then brought him back down hastily, violently bucking his hips and panting with clouded eyes, nipping at Renji's ear before taking the lobe into his mouth, the representative sucking on it and running his tongue along it with a pleasured sigh. God, Renji looked so good…and Ichigo was the only one right now to see it, the only one.

Renji trembled, a sharp moan tumbling from his lips. He held the leash in his hand firmly, the knuckles turning white from the force. He used the leash to pull Ichigo closer to him as Renji moved onto his knees, then placing his feet on the bed firmly before starting to raise and let himself drop again. The first few movements slow but after he got the hang of it he built up the pace, going faster, dropping himself harder while trying to find his own prostrate. When the bundle of nerves was found his back arched and his head fell back, a string of curse words followed by Ichigo's name left his lips as one of his hands dug into Ichigo's shoulder. In this position Ichigo could get even deeper inside him! It felt so good!

Ichigo licked his lips at the sight and pressed his lips to Renji's chest, biting gently and gaining force as it went to the redhead's collar bone, fingertips tracing the tattoos decorating Renji's chest before his left moved down over the man's thigh. Licking at a nipple before biting down, sucking at it as his right hand tilted to grab at Renji's cock and squeeze it, stroking with a soft groan passing his lips when Renji's nails dug into his skin, chocolate hues darkening swiftly and jerking his hand around the fukutaicho's member with his lips moving to trace his tongue along Renji's lips before his left cupped the other's chin, pulling the face down and ravishing the redhead's lips.

Renji couldn't help but moan deeply as he felt his cock being touched, the swollen organ was just so sensitive right now and when he began to jerk him! Oh it was heaven and hell at the same time. Renji whined lowly into the kiss as he returned it to his best ability while his insides tightened up around Ichigo's dick on which he was impaling himself.

Ichigo's tongue moved over the redhead's, tilting his head to the side, planning on devouring and savoring the fukutaicho's taste. Without even realizing it he began to whisper Renji's name in a soft, husky, tone. His right hand moving feverently with the intent to make Renji have an orgasm he'd never come down from, bucking his hips up to meet the tattooed form in their sinful dance, his left hand falling and placing feather-like touches on the shinigami's chest, growling possessively as he put more force into his thrusts and more into the kiss.

Renji couldn't hold out much longer. His lips and tongue went completely limp into the kiss as the redhead let out sharp loud but short little cries. His right hand finally let go of the leash to have both arms wrap firmly around Ichigo to have something to hold onto as he came, his body trembling, his cries longer, he just hoped that nobody would wake up in the Kurosaki household at this time. All thoughts were erased from his mind though as he clung to Ichigo even if no cum came from him anymore, his body still giving slight spasms while Renji moaned Ichigo's name softly over and over again against his neck.

Ichigo let out a soft cry, his left hand moving to Renji's back and digging his nails into the skin as the inner walls clamped down on his cock and made him lose control, arching while his eyes grew distant, coming inside the redhead and continuing to whisper Renji's name in heavy pants, right hand releasing the limp member and moving to lift the cum-covered hand up to his face, tongue poking out to lick at it, eyes focused on the shinigami and moving down slowly, staying inside Renji until the other told him to move or to 'get the fuck outta me'. Ichigo's face was flushed, a pleasured expression on it with a slight smile, a warm feel to it too...even if it was small.

Renji had to calm his raging breath before he could even think of saying something or moving at all. When he did that he just nuzzled Ichigo's neck, grinning tiredly as he nibbled on the collar before slightly trembling hands lifted to get it off of Ichigo and lay it aside. Renji gasped rather loudly as he felt Ichigo's reiatsu wash over him, surround them, and making his skin tingle. Oh yeah, that felt good.

Ichigo chuckled lightly at this, pants passing his lips and pressing a chaste kiss on Renji's lips. "If ya want me, tell me...geez..." he whispered, letting his left hand move up to brush red strands that stuck to Renji's forehead away before kissing it. "Though...I admit...that was fun with the collar and all that shit..." His lips then pressed a kiss to both Renji's cheeks, his thumb rubbing the shinigami's cheek. Moving to the side, his left hand grabbed onto Renji's side and pulled him close, letting his eyes fall shut almost all the way, his arm draping over the redhead's waist, hand pressed firmly to the other's back.

"Shut up..." Renji growled. "Or I'll get a stronger one and definitely do ya." He couldn't repress the content sigh and shiver as he was pressed so close. One of his movements had Ichigo's now soft cock slip from his ass and Renji whined a bit before just closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around Ichigo's shoulders.

Ichigo quirked a brow, "Chill...I was only sayin'." His eyes looked at Renji and his left hand moved up, fingertips trailing along Renji's shoulders and letting out a relieved breath. "Now...are we clear on this? No one'll know anything...this'll be between us." The orange head raised his right arm and tucked it under his head as a pillow, left hand's fingers now roaming over the fukutaicho's sides. Though...he did want to add that he wanted to settle down and have a relationship with someone...or maybe the hot-headed redhead. Mentally pushing that away, he continued to watch Renji, slowly closing his eyes more.

"Yeah, yeah, sure." Renji grumbled, rolling his eyes a little bit and shifting until he could nestle nicely against Ichigo, snuggling up against him. "So wanna do something together tonight?" Renji asked, making it sound casual but inside he was nervous, he wanted to date Ichigo, but was afraid of a turn down.

The spiky haired representative's eyes opened wide. Now fully awake and blinking a few times. "Okay...either I'm dreaming or you just asked if we could do somethin' together." His left hand moved, his fingers curled, thumb pressed against Renji's chin and his index poked out a little, lifting the fukutaicho's head to stare at him. "...didn't we just do something? Are you...implying something?" His eyes fell halfway shut, licking his lips, "Ren...just say what ya wanna really say, it can't be that bad."

Renji averted his eyes and stared next to Ichigo's head, finding the sheet very, very interesting. "Ya know what I mean, idiot." He growled, nibbling nervously onto his lower lip a bit. Stupid Ichigo, not understanding...he was a teen right?! They should get those hints easily...they got them all the time!

Ichigo shifted and moved his head, right elbow planted on the bed and propping his head up. "All right...we'll go somewhere," he chuckled. Ah...Renji probably had no clue how cute he looked. "How 'bout......there's this place that's got some great food, I'm pretty sure it has those fish-things Rukia told me you liked." His right index finger scratched at his cheek, looking away from the shinigami. Well, he couldn't be sure if he interpreted that wrong...he'd never flirted with anyone or gotten this close...so...he couldn't tell if he really understood what Renji was saying. Ichigo had always put school and his duty first, before anything else. But settling down sounded appealing as well.

Renji grinned widely at hearing that and turned his head to place a kiss on Ichigo's cheek. "That sounds great. I heard Rukia talk about movies and a cinema too. Maybe we can do something like that after dinner." The grin turned into a smile as Renji kissed the other's cheek again.

Ichigo blinked a few times then smiled warmly, "Sure...my treat." His left hand lifted and pulled the hair-tie out of the sloppy ponytail and pressed a kiss to Renji's lips before pulling back with a soft yawn. "But...right now...I need some sleep. I'm skipping school for this, so don't show me up." he chuckled, pulling the redhead close and placing his cheek against Renji's head.

Renji laughed a bit. "I wouldn't dare, who knows what you'll do. Kinky bastard." Oh yeah, that name was funnier then just bastard. "Oi! We split! I ain't no chick ya gotta pay fer!"

"Eh…but you love this 'Kinky bastard'." Ichigo smirked, pressing a kiss to Renji's neck. "I'm paying…no arguments." He wrapped his arms around Renji's waist, pulling him a little closer and burying his face into the crimson strands, taking in the scent of the other.

Renji growled a bit and playfully hit Ichigo's shoulder a bit. "I am paying too! Oh I know, you pay for dinner and I pay for the movie." Thinking that was a great solution Renji let himself relax and wrapped his arms around Ichigo's waist to pet his lower back a bit.

"Argue about it later..." Ichigo mumbled, sighing softly as those hands rubbed his back and shifted slightly, moving his face to look over at the door with a dazed glance. Eh...no one seemed to be there. Reaching an arm over he flicked his alarm off and set the arm back down, resuming the position with his face in Renji's hair and breathed evenly, letting the warmth beckon him into a comfortable slumber.

Renji smiled at Ichigo's form, hands continuing as Renji sighed contently lifting his right hand to slide through Ichigo's orange strands. He kept his ass muscles tightened though, he doubted Ichigo would like cum on his bed, so he had to keep it in until he could take a shower. The relaxed feeling he got didn't really help though and Renji couldn't help but doze off into Ichigo's hold, a soft smile on his lips.