ＤＯＮＴ ＬＥＴ ＧＯ (Byakuya Kuchiki/Ichigo Kurosaki)

ＤＯＮＴ ＬＥＴ ＧＯ (Byakuya Kuchiki/Ichigo Kurosaki)- 15

"Why are we here?" Byakuya asks, looking at the rows of books noticing the quiet atmosphere.

"I have a paper due and I have to do some research." Ichigo replies, sitting down at one of the computer terminals. "I told you it would be boring, you did have to come."

"Hmm." Byakuya replies, sitting next to him then glancing around at the girls whispering in the corner.

"Get a magazine or something to keep you busy. " Ichigo mumbles, clicking on the computer mouse with a fury. "Don't just stare at those girls."

"Jealous?" Byakuya whispers, leaning over in his chair, blowing seductively in Ichigo's ear.

"Not at all!" Ichigo retorts, shaking his head from the sudden dizzy spell. The librarian behind the checkout desk pushes up her glasses, to glare at him. The two blondes in the corner giggle then started poking each other.

"Then you don't care if I go talk to them?" Byakuya looks up and smiles at the girls. Two gasps cause Ichigo to look up from the monitor; his brown eyes move from the girls to Byakuya's beautiful smile.

"Be my guest, then maybe you will stop molesting me." Ichigo replies, kicking Byakuya in the shin under the table.

"I don't molest you... it's called sodomy." Byakuya teases with a chuckle, kicking him back, making Ichigo's knee jerk hitting the tabletop.

"Ow, you bast-!" Ichigo's eyebrows furrow when the two girls approach, dropping Byakuya a note. They wave and head to the back of the library.

"SHUSH!" The librarian points at Ichigo, then gives him the universal sign for 'I'll cut your throat'.

"Ichigo, what does 'Stacks' with a question mark mean?" Byakuya holds up the note with a large heart drawn around the word in red lipstick.

"They want to make out with you." Ichigo's right eye twitches just from saying such a thing aloud.

"What is making out?" Byakuya asks, leaning over and showing Ichigo his best smile.

"It's kissing and other stuff." Ichigo looks up, clearing his throat seeing his disarming grin; and blushes.

"Other stuff being...like what we did last night?" Byakuya had honestly thought the library would be interesting but, he had not imagine it would be nearly this exciting. Watching Ichigo's bashful reactions has been the most fun the dark-haired noble has had in a long time. "And these girls want to... with me?"

"Yes, you pervert!"

"And... that doesn't bother you?"

"Do what you want, just go!" Ichigo growls completely annoyed, jabbing the computer key buttons too hard. After five minutes Ichigo's fruitless effort of trying not to give a damn what Byakuya... touches... and... kisses... and... he slams the mouse down on the counter, and surrenders to the overwhelming urge to go spy on him.

Walking toward the isolated rear stairwell, Ichigo sees the girls leaning against the wall with Byakuya standing next to them. Cutting a sharp right, Ichigo walks down the next row over from them to peak through the book shelves. His brown eyes stare daggers toward Byakuya's back from his hiding spot between musty smelling old books. Hearing the light female giggling, Ichigo grabs onto the bookshelf and grumbles.

Hearing Ichigo fussing, Byakuya turns his right cheek up and lifts his arm to touch one of the blushing blondes.

"Only me...don't let anyone else touch you..." Ichigo mutters under his breath. "Hypocritical Bastard!" Picking up a hardcover book and glancing at the title. "'The Grapes of Wrath'... Perfect!" He throws it at Byakuya, hitting him in the head; Byakuya's arm returns to his side.

"Oh! Are you alright?" Ichigo hears bimbo number one ask as she TOUCHES HIS HAIR...Ichigo kicks the bookshelf, making it sway slightly.

"Do you have a bump?" Bimbo number two asks, rubbing on Byakuya's arm.

"Oi!, He didn't get hit on his arm." Ichigo whispers, growing more pissed with every touch they make. He grabs another book, "'Crime and Punishment'....Yeah... murders okay!" Ichigo winds up his pitching arm and freezes in place when he looks up and notices Byakuya and the bimbos are gone. "What the hell?"

"Glad you didn't throw 'War and Peace'." Byakuya walks up behind him and wraps his arms around Ichigo. "That would've hurt." Byakuya slides his hand around Ichigo's side, running his hand underneath his shirt, sliding it up to Ichigo's head. Cupping Ichigo's chin in his palm, Byakuya presses is hips against Ichigo.

"Oi! Don't think you can just-" Ichigo's words are silenced as Byakuya slides his other hand into Ichigo's pants. "Don't-"

"Shh, this is a learning environment." Byakuya wraps his fingers around Ichigo's manhood. Byakuya's tongue licks up his earlobe slowly; Ichigo gasps, grabbing onto the bookshelf in front of him.

"Ah!"

"I do enjoy your sounds. However, you need to be quiet." Byakuya moves his right hand up Ichigo's chin, covering his mouth. His left hand, still stroking Ichigo's erection, tightens and moves quicker. Ichigo's muffled moans, mixed with the thrill of being discovered, urge Byakuya to rub his hips harder against him. "If I told you last night...you felt so warm and tight. Would you come for me?" Byakuya bites down on Ichigo's neck, careful not to break the skin. Ichigo's neck and back arch from the sensations, causing him to orgasm fast.

"I'm impressed, you learn very quickly." Byakuya whispers before pulling away and licking his fingertips.

Shaking his head to chase away the dizziness, Ichigo eyes grow wide and he grabs a large book from the shelf. Pressing it into Byakuya's hands he whirls around to see Rukia and Renji walking up with large grins.

"Surprise!" Rukia smiles. "We felt Ichigo's reiatsu spiking like mad so we thought we would see if a hollow was attacking him." Byakuya chuckles then covers his mouth fighting back the urge to say he was the one ravaging the poor defenseless shinigami.

"I am fine!" Ichigo snaps feeling the blood rush to his head. "I wasn't being molested or anything!"

"Oh... ok... Then want to come with us for lunch?" Rukia looks at Byakuya then at Ichigo trying to figure out why her brother was grinning and Ichigo looked like he was ready to erupt like a volcano.

Renji, on the other hand wasn't confused. He could tell exactly what had transpired before Rukia had surprised them. "Since..... when has Captain Kuchiki been interested in Kurosaki? WHOA. SINCE WHEN HAS THE CAPTAIN BEEN INTERESTED IN OTHER MEN?!"