"Ah ah ah~! What did I just say?" The hand over Renji's mouth shifts as long white claws grow from the tips. The white colors spreads and forms spurs on each knuckle. "You need to listen. Listen."
He carefully removes his hand, dragging one claw over Renji's lip as he does so. It's razor sharp, and could easily slice through flesh. A warning as much as anything else.
"My master is head over heels for you, you know. Crushin' like a damn little girl! It's cute. But, I have to make sure you're actually worth his time. So I want you to show me, Shinigami. Show me what makes you so special," the creature wearing Ichigo's face gives an unsettling smile. " 'Kay?"
It's conflicting emotions. First of all, he should be prepared to kill this man, but this is still Ichigo, so that's out. Second of all, he's actually... giddy. Because he just learned that Ichigo is head over heels for him. You know, if this guy isn't lying.
And lord knows that'll be embarrassing tomorrow if he is.
But finally, it comes to the fact that he wants to see what makes Renji so special. And this is where he just blinks at him and sighs.
"Does Ichigo even know you're tryin' to get in my pants?" Not that he's actually wearing pants right now. Whoops. "Or is this your way of crushin' on me too?"
Oh, no, Renji. Killing him would be a very, very bad idea. Very bad indeed! And he wouldn't lie about something so important.
... Well, he might. But he's not. Not this time.
The strange being purses his lips and frowns at Renji from his straddled position.
"Ichigo doesn't need to know what I do when he's conked out, red-head. He'd get all pissy if he knew I was doing this! But it's my job to protect him, and that means all of him." He makes a huffy "hmph" sound and gestures with one now fully transformed hand. "It's not my fault your Zabimaru isn't this thorough."
Or, that, you know... most zanpakutou aren't capable of possessing their Shinigami.
"Oy! Zabimaru wouldn't take over my body in order to get laid!"
He grumbles, not very fond of this asshole in front of him. If he wasn't in Ichigo's body, he sure the fuck wouldn't want anything to do with him. But he's stuck. As Zangetsu rides his crotch.
"What the hell do you think I'm gonna do to him anyways? He loves ridin' my cock, so why do you gotta piss all over it now?"
He moves his hand to grip onto the man's hips. If he wants to see what Renji can do? Fine. But they're playing by his rules.
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Date: 2017-06-22 04:11 am (UTC)He carefully removes his hand, dragging one claw over Renji's lip as he does so. It's razor sharp, and could easily slice through flesh. A warning as much as anything else.
"My master is head over heels for you, you know. Crushin' like a damn little girl! It's cute. But, I have to make sure you're actually worth his time. So I want you to show me, Shinigami. Show me what makes you so special," the creature wearing Ichigo's face gives an unsettling smile. " 'Kay?"
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Date: 2017-06-29 01:09 am (UTC)And lord knows that'll be embarrassing tomorrow if he is.
But finally, it comes to the fact that he wants to see what makes Renji so special. And this is where he just blinks at him and sighs.
"Does Ichigo even know you're tryin' to get in my pants?" Not that he's actually wearing pants right now. Whoops. "Or is this your way of crushin' on me too?"
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Date: 2017-06-29 01:51 am (UTC)... Well, he might. But he's not. Not this time.
The strange being purses his lips and frowns at Renji from his straddled position.
"Ichigo doesn't need to know what I do when he's conked out, red-head. He'd get all pissy if he knew I was doing this! But it's my job to protect him, and that means all of him." He makes a huffy "hmph" sound and gestures with one now fully transformed hand. "It's not my fault your Zabimaru isn't this thorough."
Or, that, you know... most zanpakutou aren't capable of possessing their Shinigami.
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Date: 2017-07-05 04:00 am (UTC)He grumbles, not very fond of this asshole in front of him. If he wasn't in Ichigo's body, he sure the fuck wouldn't want anything to do with him. But he's stuck. As Zangetsu rides his crotch.
"What the hell do you think I'm gonna do to him anyways? He loves ridin' my cock, so why do you gotta piss all over it now?"
He moves his hand to grip onto the man's hips. If he wants to see what Renji can do? Fine. But they're playing by his rules.