The 10th Hashira - Rengoku X Reader

Chapter 16 - Just Getting Started

Rengoku's hand clasps my wrist tightly. He is leading me with such vigor and intensity towards his room. I feel like a little kid who can't walk myself. It may also be because me "getting dressed" was actually only me throwing a towel over myself so I wouldn't be putting clothes over my wet body. However, this was not fast enough for Rengoku, and I even distinctly heard him mutter, "putting clothes on would just be contradictory." So, yes, I am only in a towel walking faster than I should be in my current attire. 

I guess when Rengoku means business, he becomes impatient. He also becomes sorta scary. I think he's overly excited to the point that an air of silence has surrounded him. 

"S-So, what specifically do you have in mind?" I struggle to get my words out without losing too much focus on avoiding potential tripping hazards.

"Would you like me to go over it in detail with you right now? Or would you like me to walk you through it when we reach the room?" is he asking rhetorically? I feel like he is.  

"If I said I would like to hear it now, would you tell me?" it would buy me some time, and also keep me from getting too embarrassed. Or maybe it would have the opposite effect...

"No," he abruptly yanks my arm forward and I trip right into his grasp. I am lifted from the ground, and partly thrown over his shoulder. I knew it was rhetorical.

"Wowow! Wait a second! Remember where we are and what I am wearing! I am wearing nothing, nothing I say! So just be mindful and -" I am cut off from a loud slap that vibrates throughout my body. The source having been from a large palm that landed on my bum. 

"Y-you...did you just- eek!" another streak of shudders shoot up my spine causing my to tighten my grip onto Rengoku's shoulder. 

"I did...I'm getting a little too bold, aren't I?" He lets out a soft chuckle to accompany his observation. Well, if you laugh like that, how am I supposed to be upset...I feel positively manipulated. 

Each step he takes, I feel myself jostle on his shoulder. Which also means my towel falls down a little more each time. Oh gosh, now I hope we get to the room soon before I loose my cover, literally. 

His movements stop, and I hear the doors to his room slide open. He steps in and they close as quickly as they opened. I almost wanted to reach my hand out in desperation, but my towel was restricting any such movements. I have never seen my freedom disappear so quickly. I have no power. My fight for the day has just begun. 

He places his hand on my now exposed back, and sets me onto his bed slowly. I grip to the towel, my only solstice against embarrassment. He stands at the end of the bed and pulls his shirt off over his head. 

Oh dear god. How is he so toned? How do I get toned like that? Would he still like me if I was as built as him? Can I touch? I only want to touch for curiosity not because of anything else. No. Maybe. I mean...

"I want you," he leans himself between my legs and nuzzles into my neck. I feel warmth reach my ears, face, and my fingertips that are clenching my towel. 

"C-can we, I don't know, maybe postpone?" I feel hips lips softly touch my shoulder, but he pulls himself away so he can face me. 

"Why?"

"I don't know...I'm not ready yet?" why did I say it like a question?! He sits himself up and raises my foot to his face, where he gently kisses the sole of it. 

"Why aren't you ready?"

"I don't know! I...I'm just scared!" 

"What are you scared of?" 

"I don't know!" I pull the towel above my face, exposing more of my legs but hiding my cowardly expression, "I think, mostly, that I'm afraid that the body you have been so eagerly wanting, will be less than your expectations."  I feel Rengoku's touch pause, and he responds in a low and thoughtful voice,

"Your body is so appetizing because it's yours. It is not just simply your body that I want, it is  you. Every sound you make, every word you say, every embarrassed face you show me, I want to see, touch, and embrace, because it is you. So let me see your face, otherwise I will feel lonely," I feel his hand slide down my leg until it reaches my side so he can pull me closer to him. 

I clench my fists around the towel covering my face. I can feel my knuckles going white. However, the heat from my face overpowers all other unimportant feelings. I slowly bring the towel down from my face and peek out. Rengoku has one of my feet propped on his shoulders. His eyes are focused on my own. Why is this so embarrassing. Why am I always embarrassed?! 

"To be honest, I have never done anything like this before with anyone else. I've been worried about whether or not I could...satisfy you," Rengoku utters as he leans down and presses his face into my towel covered chest to hide. "I do not wish to hurt you, or do anything against your will. I want to be with you, I want to be making you happy."

He read my mind again. He's so, he's just so... I love him. I let the towel fall from my face and run my fingers into his hair. I love feeling his hair in my hands. It is so soft, and predictably warm. Who knew the flame hashira had such a vulnerable side to him. 

"Just do what you feel like. I will accept it all. You have never hurt me, nor have you not satisfied me. I feel extremely selfish for how I have indulged in you, but I also feel amazingly lucky that I have caught such a fine guy," yes, you go self! His words have definitely sparked some courage in me. I could have probably left out the first sentence, but I am just going with the flow! Where has that gotten me before though...

"You always know just what to say," he lifts his head and plants a kiss on my forehead. Then my nose. Then my cheek. And finally, my lips. He pulls himself from me and asks, 

"May I remove the towel?"

"Only if you remove the rest of your clothes first," I refuse to be butt naked on my own. 

"Right away!" He slides his pants and underwear off in one sweeping motion and gingerly slips the towel the rest of the way off of me. He places his body back between my legs and presses his chest against mine, "How is it?" 

"How is what?" my voice is wavering. 

"I saw you looking at my chest earlier, I thought maybe you wanted to touch it?"

"I did no such thing!" I did. 

"My mistake then! But just for the sake of my own self indulgence, I will remain like this until I've made my way down, if you don't mind?" 

"Do as you wish," I wrap my arms around his neck, pushing him into my collar bones. I immediately feel his lips graze upon then and then land into the center of my chest. He works his way down my stomach, leaving behind a trail of warm kisses. I can feel the sincerity in each one. 

When he reaches my belly button his hands eagerly grasp my breasts for leverage. He starts massaging them roughly, but then smooths out his touch to tender pressing. I feel his teeth for a moment on my stomach and can't help but look down to see what he thinks he is doing. However, what I find myself staring into are the eyes of a savage beast known as Rengoku. I let out a minor eek and tightly close them, hoping he didn't notice. 

He raises himself from my stomach, keeps his hands on my breasts, and plants more kisses onto my unexpecting lips. 

"I would like to go further with you tonight," he says between breaths as he keeps leaving small kisses on my face.

"How far?" I ask just before he covers my mouth with his own.

"I was thinking, hoping, all the way?" I release my eyes from their eyelid prison prison and I must've made such an alarming face because Rengoku quickly addresses it. 

"No pressure however, I can most certainly find a million ways to make you and I feel good that does not require us to go as far as I suggest," this almost feels like a threat. I am curious, and excited, to not only feel Rengoku completely, but also know I am providing him with the same satisfaction as he does for me. 

"No, it's alright. I also want to feel you as well," I could have stated this better, and worse, this response is my purgatory choice. 

"Tell me if I am crossing any bounds or if you would like me to stop," he removes himself from my face and sits up between my thighs. "Before we continue, I want to make sure you can take me without harm... so, may I put my fingers in?" 

Oh, yes, his fingers. Is now a good time to question my existence?