nothing matters when you're broken [Renji] *M*

[RENJI Kuchiki]

So she’s shy. That’s what he gathered anyways as he watched her dainty hand twist the shutters closed. Not that anyone could see into his office anyways. For one, it was too dark and second, they were too high up for anyone on the street to see their act. The only way to be able to see anything was if someone had a telescope or some sort of spying device. Peeping toms were the last of Renji’s worries though. He could careless he saw them. In fact, he wanted people to see them so that the word would reach Kai quicker.

Reluctantly he pulled himself away from Elio before crossing the room towards the large double doors that lead out into the main hallway. Just like she asked, he locked it without asking why. If the woman wanted privacy then she would get it but of course, it wouldn’t last very long. If no one was here to witness what was about to go on then Renji would spread the news himself. First by telling his sister and well, it would probably end there. Hakumi had a way of getting news spread like some kind of flu virus and she did it fast.

Rather than moving back to where she stood, beside the window, he made his way towards one of the long, brown leather couches and took a seat, motioning her over. It was uncomfortable to him to do anything standing, especially when it came to sexual things. The only other places he could think of were his large oak desk or the beige carpeted floor but neither sounded too appealing.

Looking down a bit, he carefully unfastened the buttons of his suit jacket before slipping out of it and tossing it onto the smaller couch beside him. Already he was growing nervous but was trying his best to keep that hidden.

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[RENJI Kuchiki]

Light brown eyes moved from the floor up to the girl that was now approaching him with a peculiar smirk on her face. This look made him a tad bit nervous. If he were a pathetic mortal, his heart would have been racing by now but thankfully, his heartbeat was faint just like any other vampires’.

Trying his best to keep still, he brought both his arms up and hung them over the back of the couch and laid both feet flat on the ground. The entire time he had been shaking his right leg causing him to tap the back of his heel against the marbled floor loudly which he hadn’t noticed until now. It was certain that the noise probably annoyed the hell out of her. Ugh why are you being so paranoid?

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Silently he was going over every little thing that he had done from the time they met and went over the things he was going to do before Elio left. It was as if this were his first time and he couldn’t help but get the ‘first time jitters’. How pathetic. He went on, mentally scolding himself up until she stood before him with nothing but her bra on. He had been too caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice she had removed her blouse.

Colorless lips were pressed tightly together as the vampire tried his best to keep the shock from showing through his face. His jaw wanted to drop not only in shock but in surprise. Just moments ago she seemed rather timid and now here she was, undressing herself before him as if they had known eachother much longer than thirty minutes.

His tongue was pushed against the back of his teeth before he swallowed the lump that had gathered in his throat as his eyes danced over Elio’s breasts. Unexpectedly, his fangs began to throb; ache. He wanted badly to sink them into one of her enticing mounds but he remained still. It was a good thing he stayed put. Again, to his surprise, she moved toward him and within a blink of an eye she was atop his lap.

A soft gasp caught in his throat as he felt her dainty hands move over the fabric of his shirt, easily finding the buttons and unfastening them. Looking up towards her face, his eyes locked with hers and for the first time, intimidation had set in. She had control over him now and he wasn’t sure if it was something he was supposed to enjoy or if it was something he needed to worry about later. It was quite obvious he was enjoying it though seeing how blood quickly rushed to the organ between his legs.

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Unsure of whether the retort was a challenge or not, Renji shivered regardless as he fought the urge to push her off of him and simply have his way with her right then and there. Holding his breath, he allowed his eyes to slip shut while he thought or something smart to say.

“You’ll have to find that out yourself Miss Caser.” he cooed as his digits curled over the cushions of the top of the couch.[/font][/size][/blockquote]

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She sensed his nervousness as she set about removing his shirt, and she also sensed the empowerment it bought with it. It felt good to be in control for once. Once all the buttons were undone, she bought her hands up to cup his cheeks, leaning in so that her lips barely brushed his. Smirking, she leant in and nipped playfully at his bottom lip, though it was apparent her whole mind was not on the act. She was still technically married. If she did this, would she be just the same as Kai? No. She would never be like him.. Even though she could already see the similarities between them, she ignored them. Once she had nipped, her hands slid down his neck and over his shoulders, skillfully bringing the braces down with them, before bringing them back up to slip the shirt off his shoulders.

"Mmm. Indeed I will."

Finally she replied, her voice sultry, but how deep did the seduction run? Not very; she was doing this to secure a divorce, and she could already tell she was going to kick herself for it. Her hands slid now down his chest, feeling each and every contour of the toned, icy flesh beneath her fingertips. She pondered for a moment how he had known she would give in to such demands.. And he had to have known. Propositioning every female client would not have gotten him into such high regard as he was, vampire or not. Had he heard things about her? Possibly.

"And, please, call me Elio."

She had felt the result of the blood within his body rushing to a certain organ, against her thigh, and while one hand traced the outlines of the muscles on his stomach, the other slipped down to rest ontop of his tool through the fabric. Her palm applied a little pressure, circular movements executed. As horrible as it felt to be called 'Mrs. Yurameki', it felt strange to be called' Miss Caser'. She'd been a Yurameki for too long now. In truth, she'd been on since she first stepped into Kai's office. But still.. her maiden name felt alien to her now.


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Inhaling sharply, Renji gasped as Elio’s fangs grazed over his bottom lip as she nipped at it. All the while, his arms remained propped against the top of the couch, his fingers tightly gripping the cushions, and his breath held as her hands glided around his neck and shoulders. It was hard allowing a woman to be in control but in this case, it was much better if she had done all, if not, most of the work. It would more than likely hit Kai harder knowing that Elio was so willing to ‘pay’ her lawyer.

As the braces were slipped from his shoulders, he finally relaxed his muscles a bit and released his grip, uncurling his fingers from the poor fabric that had been crushed beneath them. He let his arm fall to his sides to allow the braces to come completely off of him. With eyes locked on the icy blue ones before him, he brought himself forward a bit so that his shirt easily slipped off of his arms and onto the couch.

Once the fabric left him, he pressed his back once more against the soft cushions behind him. Eyes fluttered as her hands traveled over his chest, all the way down to his toned torso. He inhaled softly only to exhale in a sigh as the tension left him, leaving him more relaxed and comfortable now.

A smug grin crept over his lips as she whispered to him, asking him to call her by her first name. It was a request he should have seen coming. Most clients, for one reason or another, preferred being called by their first name rather than their last. Renji had been brought up to always call the ones he worked for or with by their surname.

“Then you may call me-”

His statement was interrupted by a groan as he felt her hand press over his manhood. His own quickly met her wrist as she did so but he kept himself from pulling her hand from where it was. It was nothing but a mere reaction since he was taken by surprise. The entire time his eyes had been shut to help him relax a bit. Now they were opened, looking down at the hand that now massaged his tool.

Not wanting to be a bore, he released his grip on her wrist and moved both hands to her back as he leant himself forward a bit to get closer to her. Trailing his fingertips over her skin, he snaked his hands up along her spine until the met with the strap of her bra. Blindly, he unhooked the back of it while he planted a few kisses over each of her mounds.

“As I was saying…” He peeled the bra from her, pulling it from her breasts as much as he could. “You may call me Renji…” he cooed before he began nibbling and lapping his tongue over her left breast while a hand caressed and massaged the other.

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