hh_mirror | Closed RP: Byakuya and Gin

He couldn't concentrate on much of anything beyond Gin's physical proximity to him. How easy it would be to reach out, maybe pull him a little closer and whisper something loving, or obscene, perhaps both depending on Gin's reaction to being touched...

"My room," Byakuya answered truthfully, before he could think better of it. He rubbed the back of his neck and tried to will his embarrassment away, alas for pale skin. He had no desire to bring his present contact with Gin to an end, and knew it would be very far from proper to invite Gin to join him, alone, in his room, without first making his intentions very clear.

...But what were his intentions? And when had he decided to court Gin?

"She's elsewhere. Attending a Sorting, I believe. Where were you going?" He wasn't smiling, but may as well have been, given his tone. "...It's nice to see you."

Nice to see you?! Well, it was time to test out how friendly Byakuya really was, all of a sudden.

"It is? Why, Byakuya, I didn't know you cared," Gin smiled with no sign of confusion, reaching out to loop his arm across Byakuya's shoulders. "After all these years, the truth finally comes out, hmmm? Shall I escort you back to your room, then?" he remarked teasingly, wondering if this would make Byakuya blush more right now.

Whatever had happened to him, Gin wasn't really going to argue with it. Byakuya was very pretty to begin with, with his long dark hair and finely sculpted features under pale skin. Without the usual coldness in his eyes and hard expression, it was no longer the kind of face that had inspired Gin to think more than once of how nice it would feel to defile it. But it was ...not unappealing in other ways.

The small part of Byakuya's mind that remained untouched by the magic made a valiant effort to tell him, bad touch, BAD TOUCH, kill him now. It was easily silenced by the greater part of his mind that not only welcomed such contact, but suggested a dozen possible reactions; take me, TAKE ME NOW, followed by eleven, more graphic variations.

As new as he was to the crazed sexual predator mindset, he did realise if he ripped Gin's clothes off, threw him down and had his way with the man right there in the hallway, there was the chance Gin would be frightened away for good. Best to take it slow.

"I think... I'd like some fresh air. Why don't you accompany me? We can walk to the lake." He slipped an arm around Gin's waist. He had no intention of letting him escape.

((Icon! *dies*))

Gin froze for a second. Well... on the other hand, if Byakuya's hand was at his waist, that meant it wasn't on Senbonzakura. And it seemed a shame to waste such an opportunity. Of course, eventually Byakuya was sure to recover from whatever had befallen him -- probably. But Gin had never really been too concerned about consequences to begin with, and his own thinking was beginning to get a little fuzzy. It wasn't unpleasant at all, having Byakuya's arm around him.

So he just smiled his little smile and, with thoughts of much better places the two of them could be and much better things he could be doing to Byakuya, said, "Why, what a wonderful idea. It is, after all, such a nice day that it seems a shame to waste it inside."

It was a good thing, Gin felt, as he began walking with the other man, that the heavy pleats of his hakama could hide quite a lot.

((Hee~ Pardon the wait. And Gin's response was wonderful. XD))

"Mmhm. The weather is pleasant today."

Prior to their meeting, Byakuya would have had no qualms about stabbing Gin with his zanpakutou. As things stood presently, however, Gin was much more likely to be impaled by something else.

That in mind, his hand wandered. Briefly he gripped Gin's hip through the material of his clothes, then slid his hand upwards a little, letting it rest there. That Gin felt quite bony underneath the bulky layers of clothing wasn't surprising, and Byakuya idly envisioned undressing him as they headed toward the lake at a leisurely pace.

"You've always been kind to me, Gin." He didn't mention the stabbing incident. It was questionable that Byakuya could even remember it, and if he did, it would most likely be romanticised to a sickening degree. "Why?"

"You don't think I'm nice to everyone? For shame, Byakuya," Gin chided, his response halfhearted. The other man's touch was a bit distracting. Somewhere inside, he vaguely recalled rather a few recent comments made by certain people about himself and Byakuya, together. It would be a shame to prove them right. Or was that to prove them wrong? Hmm.

In this happy confusion, Gin's arm removed itself from Byakuya's shoulders without informing Gin's brain, and his hand started moving smoothly down along the curve of Byakuya's spine, pressing against the layers of fabric over skin.

"I wasn't implying that." He feared he'd hurt Gin's feelings, and had the completely foreign urge to... comfort him.

Preferably sans clothes.

"I enjoy your company, and wondered if you felt the same. You're not upset, are you?"

Judging by Gin's actions, Byakuya assumed he couldn't be that upset. The touch was a little too intimate to pass for anything less than flirtatious, and made it hard to remember why molesting Gin on the spot had been a bad idea. Byakuya noted they were on grass, a surface considerably softer than the stone floor would've been, and glanced at Gin as they walked.

"Oh, I've always enjoyed your company," Gin smiled, looking sideways at Byakuya through his slitted eyes. "And not upset at all. Are you?" His words coincided nicely with the moment his hand slid down further to grasp one firm buttock.

Gin had planned earlier on making some subtle inquiries as to what Byakuya had done recently that might have affected him so. But if Byakuya would let him get away with this right now, he could always ask later, couldn't he?

(("It's called 'crack' in the human world, and it's wonderful. Would you like some?"))

Being so blatantly groped startled him, and earned Gin a look. And not just any look, but one that clearly said he had about half a second to make his break for freedom, or it would be too late. Between two captain-level shinigami, regardless of current status, allowing even that long was going easy on someone.

Time up.

It happened faster than any human eye could've followed. One moment they were standing, the next they were on the ground. Gin, on his back, with wrists held together and firmly pinned above his head, while Byakuya straddled him, looking pleased. He slowly leaned down, closer, until Gin was sure to feel the tickle of warm breath against his ear. "I don't recall giving you permission to take such liberties with me," he drawled in a tone that suggested he was smiling, and though Gin couldn't see it, he was.

((Why yes, thank you!))

"Ah..." There was a brief moment of tense resistance at the feeling of threat at being in such a vulnerable position, before Gin heard Byakuya's voice.

Then his smile broadened. "I wasn't aware I needed your permission when you were so blatantly asking for it," Gin teased, and turned his head to nip Byakuya's ear. Well, leaning in like he was, Byakuya was obviously asking for trouble, which Gin was more than happy to provide.

He wasn't sure what Gin said, since his focus was once again elsewhere, and words didn't matter a great deal to him when there were more important things to think about. Such as another use for Gin's mouth.

"...I like you in this position. Do you like it?" Byakuya shifted slightly and punctuated the question with a roll of his hips, and it certainly wasn't Senbonzakura pressed against Gin's lower stomach right then. Even through those bothersome layers, it was apparent that Byakuya did, indeed, really like the situation.

"Ngh." Gin's hips involuntarily jerked upwards against Byakuya at the motion, and that wasn't Shinsou either.

It was good, but not here, out in public. Gin gave up entirely on questions of how to best take advantage of this - well, beyond the obvious.

Levering himself against Byakuya's weight, he managed to force his hands free in one quick motion and roll the two of them over so that he was laying on top between Byakuya's thighs. He couldn't help the second hip thrust that came with his new, better position.

"My room. Now," Gin said between heavy breaths, even now still smiling. He shifted again, and regretfully abandoning bodily contact, was suddenly halfway across the lawn and heading for the castle at full speed. He'd always been good at shunpo, but the problem was that Byakuya was also very good. He just hoped he could make it back to his room before being amorously assaulted again.

((Gin's dressed as a shinigami minus the captain's haori? Correct me if I'm wrong. Byakuya ate the chocolate while in his gigai, I forgot that. XD So technically he wouldn't have his sword with him. Oops~))

Having their positions reversed was unexpected but met with no resistance, and by the second thrust against him, he was arching his back and reaching for Gin--

Only to grasp air.

He immediately followed, and let Gin maintain an extremely short lead, for Byakuya lacked Hufflepuff's password and couldn't guess which room they were headed to. Abusing their shinigami abilities for the sole purpose of achieving sexual gratification sooner wasn't something Byakuya would have condoned, normally, but in his present state it was quite beyond his concern.

The door shut behind them the same moment Gin's obi was undone and tugged loose, quickly followed by his juban and kimono as Byakuya pushed both garments aside in order to reach skin. Sliding his hands up the other man's back, he pulled Gin closer and soundly kissed him. In direct contrast to his previous rush, the kiss was unhurried, and thorough; Byakuya decided he'd enjoy devoting more time to that activity in particular, for as long as Gin seemed willing.

((I was assuming he was wearing the haori too since he'd been playing at being a captain still here, but either way is fine. Shinigami/shinigami-in-gigai sex? Does that count as kinky? ^_^))

Gin pushed Byakuya back towards the bed, doing his part to remove Byakuya's troublesome clothing, his long fingers working fast. He was certainly willing, and prolonged the kiss, open-mouthed, until he had Byakuya backed up against the mattress. Only then did he finally break it, in order to push the other man backwards onto onto the bed.

He followed just as quickly after Byakuya, pressing up against him insistently. "You're going to regret this la~ater," Gin whispered, breath soft against the side of Byakuya's neck, his voice lilting.

((Kinkier if he sheds the gigai for round two and they use their poor swords as sex toys. XD Good time for a ~FTB~, I'll start the next thread?))

He wasn't so sure he liked being in that position himself, right up until he felt Gin against him again and all coherent thought instantly fled. He made an appreciative sound and lifted his hips, craving and inviting more contact. The long delayed desire to run his fingers through Gin's hair was soon fulfilled, and he gathered a few strands and tugged, almost playfully. "I'll only regret that we didn't do this sooner."

If he was in fact made to eat his words later, they'd taste distinctly of semen and sweat and deep, emotionally scarring trauma.

((Senbonzakura wouldn't talk to him for weeks after, I'd bet. :D And new thread, go for it.))

Gin chuckled appreciatively. "Ah, well then," he murmured vaguely, before settling in for a long and no doubt enthusiastic night.

For some reason or other, nobody wanted to be Gin's roommate, so there was little chance of being interrupted. And after the sounds coming from the room that night, nobody would want to be living in the room next to his either.

Closed RP: Byakuya and Gin

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