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☾ Jiruga noticed obviously Renji’s efforts to seduce, to please him, efforts that were entirely unnecessary, for he was already so enticed by the naked inked form pressed against his, scarred, white, the contrast so violently aesthetically pleasing and vibrant ; the gigantic hollow’s grin grew wide, while long sharp fingers tightened their grip around the redhead’s length, squeezing it, before sliding along it.

As the espada pursued his ministrations, he could feel his own erection leaking profusely onto Renji’s form, still lying and pressed against his, so pale, even with the bluish veins under the alabaster skin got bulged and pulsated fiercely as passion grew wildly. His other long sharp free hand crept under Renji’s buttcheeks, squeezing them teasingly and caressing them, feeling their curve. Fingers getting slowly closer to the shinigami’s entrance. Nnoitra wished to make his lover come first but he was still unsure about whether Abarai would want to go all the way.

“ Ya sure ‘bout dis ...? The Quinta muttered lowly, in a sultry raucous voice, rough with desire, and it seemed absolutely obvious how hard he was trying to contain his own lust right now ; an effort he’d not have made with anyone else for sure.

Jiruga would have thought waiting would have been awful when it came to sex, but actually right now he was quite happy they had been messing around with each other for so long before actually getting to it. There was something about waiting in fact... something old and strange reminding him about hunting. Now the “prey” was presenting itself to him. Almost as a love sacrifice, a love suicide. It was simply breathtakingly beautiful. And it perhaps made Nnoitra finally understand that making love was about giving and not taking. ☽

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☾ The ashen face grimaces at the suggestion. It seems weird by now. Picturing a life without Renji in it... or perhaps it’s amply awfully possible. It’d mean returning to that crippling hating solitude. To the sands of the Hueco Mundo. Perhaps it’d not be... so sad, since it’d be in a world where Renji and him would have never met so he’d not even fathom what he’d have been missing. 

Sad but not so sad. 

Nnoitra gives it a thought ; he’s surely the best at overthinking things, at rehashing. Dwelling on murky thoughts bringing him down... so he has to do everything he can and puts on the worst attitude to appear threatening and not vulnerable at all...

He’s the Despair after all. Trapped in a cycle.

But, even in the depths of despair, there still might be something a little bit lighter, shining a way through. Renji is Nnoitra’s flame. The torch lighting his path. and he’s clinging to it for dear life, holding onto it as strongly as he possibly can.

“Would have find ya anyway. It’d have taken much more time to trust ya but... I’d have found ya.”

He can’t shake this feeling off ; he feels it deeply down in his bones, in his flesh and soul. They’re bonded. Or maybe in the end the Quinta Espada appears to be a hopeless romantic ? Problematic ones often are, they say...

- Ya don’t believe in fate n things like dat ?... Jiruga suddenly asks, his electric elongated eye riveted to Renji’s face, scrutinizing, anticipating reactions. Fer me... it had to be ya. It couldn’t be anyone else. If it should have been... but he stops right there, shaking his head dismissively ; no, for him, no doubt possible. Many could have get me outta dat fuckin’ tube before ya. Many saw me inside it n dey were just so fuckin’ scared. Like... I was da one prisoner of dat thing... but dey were da ones scared... Who knows... Maybe... we met. Before we died. In... another time n place. Ya know... dis stuff... I used to think it was bullshit but now... I dunno... Sumtimes... I’m like “maybe”, he shrugs with a brief playful glance thrown at the redhead, whose hand is tightly held by his.

Every fiber of his body that was screaming “FUCK YA GONNA KILL YA”, irritated by the looks on people’s faces as they pass by, has now calmed down. Actually, Nnoitra can’t help it but get... quite... cocky ? Let’s face it, his inner voice probably murmurs, we are more powerful than anyone around right now and we get ourselves the coolest shinigami.

- I fuckin’ hope so ya gonna do it ! Nnoitra exclaims, with a big bright for once grin. heh dere’s gotta be a benefit fer datin’ ya !” he teases him playfully.  ☽

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☾ The grin on Nnoitra’s pale face said it all ; he was all too pleased by the situation, by Renji - that same shinigami he’d picture as unreachable for someone... like he was... that’s to say a “monster” in his own terms... - literrally dragging him by the hand to the bedroom they now shared. And proud. He felt so damn proud.

“ No one would fuckin’ want, Nnoitra spat, after a moment the realization of Renji’s words took. Once fuckin’ again, mi amorr, only ya... So ya weird, the Quinta whispered huskily in his raspy low smart-ass voice.

Punctuating his own sentence with a gentle punch on Renji’s shoulder and a cheeky smile, quite disarming, as always in a slightly - huge - creepy way. Definitely challenging his lover, even there, while he was entirely undressing and what anyone could expect was them to make love... but here was Jiruga, with this dirty loud mouth of his and this snake tongue of his... 

- Ya betta not be da one goin’ den... the espada snickered, while getting closer to his shinigami, tilting his long scary face to the side, like a ghost in some japanese horror classic movies. No duty work. Nothin’... Not before we fuckin’ done, huh ? Rrright, mi amorr ?”

Like it was just them and them only in the whole wild world, in the entire fucking universe. And nothing else mattered. ☽

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☾ The ashen face grimaces at the suggestion. It seems weird by now. Picturing a life without Renji in it... or perhaps it’s amply awfully possible. It’d mean returning to that crippling hating solitude. To the sands of the Hueco Mundo. Perhaps it’d not be... so sad, since it’d be in a world where Renji and him would have never met so he’d not even fathom what he’d have been missing. 

Sad but not so sad. 

Nnoitra gives it a thought ; he’s surely the best at overthinking things, at rehashing. Dwelling on murky thoughts bringing him down... so he has to do everything he can and puts on the worst attitude to appear threatening and not vulnerable at all...

He’s the Despair after all. Trapped in a cycle.

But, even in the depths of despair, there still might be something a little bit lighter, shining a way through. Renji is Nnoitra’s flame. The torch lighting his path. and he’s clinging to it for dear life, holding onto it as strongly as he possibly can.

“Would have find ya anyway. It’d have taken much more time to trust ya but... I’d have found ya.”

He can’t shake this feeling off ; he feels it deeply down in his bones, in his flesh and soul. They’re bonded. Or maybe in the end the Quinta Espada appears to be a hopeless romantic ? Problematic ones often are, they say...

- Ya don’t believe in fate n things like dat ?... Jiruga suddenly asks, his electric elongated eye riveted to Renji’s face, scrutinizing, anticipating reactions. Fer me... it had to be ya. It couldn’t be anyone else. If it should have been... but he stops right there, shaking his head dismissively ; no, for him, no doubt possible. Many could have get me outta dat fuckin’ tube before ya. Many saw me inside it n dey were just so fuckin’ scared. Like... I was da one prisoner of dat thing... but dey were da ones scared... Who knows... Maybe... we met. Before we died. In... another time n place. Ya know... dis stuff... I used to think it was bullshit but now... I dunno... Sumtimes... I’m like “maybe”, he shrugs with a brief playful glance thrown at the redhead, whose hand is tightly held by his.

Every fiber of his body that was screaming “FUCK YA GONNA KILL YA”, irritated by the looks on people’s faces as they pass by, has now calmed down. Actually, Nnoitra can’t help it but get... quite... cocky ? Let’s face it, his inner voice probably murmurs, we are more powerful than anyone around right now and we get ourselves the coolest shinigami.

- I fuckin’ hope so ya gonna do it ! Nnoitra exclaims, with a big bright for once grin. heh dere’s gotta be a benefit fer datin’ ya !” he teases him playfully.  ☽

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a kiss on the top of the head.(because he's just THAT MUCH TALLER and he ofc likes to remind it to Renji XD @nnoitra-jiruga

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#1 a kiss on the top of the head

The monotonous and repetitive sound of the knife chopping up vegetables could be heard throughout the apartment, some nonsensical lyrics thrown in at random intervals. Renji was completely in his element, so focused on the task in front of him that he didn't notice his boyfriend sneaking up from behind.

Long arms wrapped around his waist, holding him tight, and a soft kiss to the top of his head. Renji jumped a bit, not expecting the physical contact - good thing he wasn't holding a knife!

He turns around with a pout to get a good look at Nnoitra. "Yea yea, flaunt that height of yers," the redhead sighed with an exaggerated eye roll. He complained, but he would never admit openly that he absolutely adored those soft kisses to the top of his head and forehead.

Standing almost taller than 90% of the Seireitei, there weren't many who would drop a kiss to his forehead so easily, but Nnoitra really made Renji seem tiny. In a way, it was endearing and Renji really loved that he could be smaller and more vulnerable with him.

After turning back around so Nnoitra couldn't see his face, he quietly whispered. "Do it again. I'll forgive ya this time 'round." Just because he was feeling just a tad bit in the mood for soft intimacy today.

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It had started out as a soft kiss - a gentle intimate moment between the two. Renji reached out, cupping Nnoitra's face with his hands before he slowly closed the gap in between them once more. He gasped when the other pulled him onto his lap, giving him that wide grin of his. He stares down, giving Nnoitra a displeased look, but he couldn't stay angry for long.

Not when his lover's lips started hungrily devouring his own, shivers of pleasure traveling down his spine, and went directly to his groin. Letting out soft moans and sighs of pleasure as those large hands caressed his back, sneakily traveling down towards his waistline.

Feeling a growing discomfort in the front of his pants, he shifted, but that only served to press it harder against Nnoitra's knee and he threw his head back with a soft moan.

The other took this chance to start peppering kisses down his jaw and throat, biting and nipping at his sensitive flesh. This bastard. He knew just the right thing to do to rile Renji up and he was taking full advantage of that.

With all his willpower, he pushed Nnoitra away, glaring at him when the espada had the nerve to look at him innocently, tilting his head to the side, as if he didn't know what he'd done wrong.

"Fuck you," Renji spat, but there was no venom behind his voice. Just full of affection, full of adoration. "Let's continue this in the bedroom."

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