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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 1, 2014 17:30:04 GMT -6
Nnoitra worked on her clit, nibbling and massaging it with his tongue. His fingers slipping slowly in and out of her as he rubbed her gently searching for her sweet spot. He would know the second he found it. A few more plunges of his fingers deep inside and Karin arched her back and moaned loudly. Nnoitra grinned and slid his fingers into her again and again setting to memory where it was.
She pulled against him with her good arm, but he held tightly to her as he had his way between her lovely legs.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 1, 2014 18:12:48 GMT -6
Determined not to moan again, Karin tossed her head from side to side, trying to ignore the sparks building inside her by swearing in a low voice. "Fuck! Bastard! Fucktard!" Breathing heavily, she returned to yanking at her good arm.
Nnoitra retaliated by increasing his pace and making her see spots again. "Damn!" she groaned then bit her lip hard to stop the next moan. An acidic tang filled her mouth.
"FUCK! Stop doing that!" she spat.
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 1, 2014 18:52:47 GMT -6
Nnoitra raised his head with her outburst a wide grin across his lips. His fingers still plunging into her, he extended his tongue and flicked it quickly against her making her jump and tighten her fist. He stood and loosened his belt as he stood over her. His hakama's falling to the floor as his long hard member stood erect. He lowered himself down positioning himself to enter her.
"Fuck you say?"
With one quick motion Nnoitra removed his fingers and slid his length deep into her pushing deeper into her wet hot cavern. Karin screamed, opening and closing her good hand grasping for anything she could get a hold of. He laughed and pounded against her like there was no tomorrow.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 1, 2014 19:12:50 GMT -6
Karin growled and squeezed her eyes shut, determined to not say another word at first breathing in through her nose; however, his pace made that impossible. Wrong cuss word to use, Karin, she berated herself as each lurch of his body sent a stab of pain and wave of pleasure through her. She breathed harshly from her mouth, swallowing any moans hoarsely.
Hurry up and finish, asshole!
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 1, 2014 19:23:33 GMT -6
Nnoitra growled as he thrust into her harder and deeper. Then slowing his pace as his hand slid up to her firm breasts he teased the nipple of one as he pulled against it getting her to arch her back. His mouth then moving to the other as he sucked against it. Karin squirmed under him as he took his time molesting her body and enjoying every second of it. He growled and moaned as his hips work his length in and out of her painfully slow.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 1, 2014 19:55:21 GMT -6
Damn it to hell.
Thanks to Nnoitra slowing down, the pleasure being stirred up in Karin now surpassed the pain in her arm. It didn't help her situation when he started to play with her nipples. Damn it! Her body was heating up. Gasping and trembling, Karin opened her eyes and glared at Nnoitra. It was as much for the blush appearing on her cheeks than anything else. She clenched her hand as another moan fought to be released.
That's not happening again.
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 1, 2014 20:11:07 GMT -6
But it did happen. As Nnoitra moved to the other nipple and sucked firmly as his hand ventured south again rubbing her clit her wetness making the right friction to make her not only moan but moan low and deep in her chest. Nnoitra grinned against her breast as he teased her nipple with the tip of his tongue moving to the other teasing it the same. His hard member, still painfully slow, pleasuring her as well.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 1, 2014 20:36:14 GMT -6
Fuck! Damn it all! She couldn't control her body anymore.
"Stop. Doing. That," she groaned. She tossed her head violently, trying, in vain, to clear her head. She bucked against him, ignoring the hotter sparks inside her at that movement. She yanked at her good arm. She grit her teeth, trying to stop moving with the bastard.
"Get. the Hell. Off. Of me," she annunciated between harsh breathing.
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 1, 2014 20:46:09 GMT -6
Growing tired of her ass Nnoitra, pulling out of her. He pushed her over on her broken arm and pulled up his hakama tightening his belt. "I could get better reaction from a fucking rock." He walked away from the bed. "And they call us heartless." He opened the door and looked back at her. "I will be back with new clothes for you. Then we go see Aizen."
He looked over to where the phone lay on the floor. He walked over picking it up and snapped it closed. "Almost forgot that." He smiled wide and left the room.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 1, 2014 22:13:19 GMT -6
It took a few moments for Karin to calm down enough, to breathe normally, and see without flashes of pain, but when she could-
"THEN GO FUCK THE FREAKING ROCK!" Karin hollered after him, slamming her fist into the door. It ached but it made her feel better.
A wide evil grin lit up her face. "And that's what you get when they don't want you, asshole." She'd managed to chase that pervert away.
Her grin lowered as she admitted that it had been a close one. She was still trembling between her legs and her nipples itched. Her broken arm was in a world of hurt. And finally, her good wrist was throbbing. FUCK!
Grabbing her ripped sports bra, which she could use if she tied it, her bike shorts, and panties, she went it to the cubicle shower. Turning on the water to freezing and glaring at everything that moved, she muttered Kido chants and did the best she could to get rid of any after effects of her mishap with the Quinta, gradually turning the water to warm as she calmed.
She wasn't going to a meeting with Aizen this angry. -- END RP -- "Dreamscape 2":
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 18:05:41 GMT -6
"Reprieve From Hell":Karin's eyes drifted open, breathing in through her nose. She'd learned the hard way that that eased the ache in her neck. Breathing through her mouth moved more muscles and stretched her bruised throat, adding another layer of pain to her battered, torn body.
Damn bitch! she cursed in her mind.
She didn't know how many days she had been in her room, hardly able to move thanks to the pain of the lashing. Turning on her side to eat the sandwiches left behind had her cursing through gritted teeth and then nearly coughing as the swallowing solid food on a swollen throat was like forcing needles down her lungs. She needed the energy though.
The first time she had awoken she'd coughed and rolled on her back, before cussing loudly as her back erupted in fiery flashes of pain. Her throat closed up with its own pain, and she had collapsed. Recalling what had happened, Karin laid out on her stomach and breathed in. The deep acidic stain got her eyes open again. Blood soaked half the bed and what remained of her top was stiff with it. She grit her teeth, coughed again, and clenched her good hand, sending a stab through her black and blue wrist.
Her hair itched, too.
Lovely. Blood everywhere, and not a painless movement available. I am so not amused. But it's over.
She had tried to smirk, but even that hurt.
Fucking asshole and damn bitch!
Her anger pushed away any lingering desire to give in and cry. Especially when she slipped, fell and nearly had to crawl to the privy.
Time had passed.
Karin took a deep breath through her nose and waited to either drift off again or for food to arrive.
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 6, 2014 18:58:14 GMT -6
Nnoitra walked in the door with a white sheet. He looked at the Kurosaki woman and shook his head. She was a mess of dried blood and hanging flesh. Her face swollen and black and blue. Her neck looked as bad as her face did. "You pissed off the wrong people, sweet cheeks."
He tossed the sheet over her and rolled her to her side sliding his arms under her. "Your pain is over. You get to go see Inoue." She squirmed as he narrowed his eyes and glared at her. "I will drop you." He growled at her his eyes still locked with hers.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 19:20:55 GMT -6
"Don't. call me. sweet cheeks, jerk," she bit out painfully but did as she was told. This time. She needed to be able to move to finish her hole in the wall. She lowered her head, hating how his gaze seemed to intimidate her now that she could barely move without spikes of pain. She clenched her hand.
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 6, 2014 19:31:07 GMT -6
Nnoitra turned as he laughed. "Don't like my pet name for you, huh?" She only glared at him as he laughed again. He walked out the door closing it behind them with his foot. Slowly he made his way to the Inoue woman's room. Moved: |
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 12, 2014 18:19:58 GMT -6
"From Hell; And Back":
Nnoitra walked up to the door sliding the key in the handle. It had been a few days since he really paid the girl a visit beside bringing her food and any other necessity she deemed fit for herself. He turned the handle and opened the door and to his bewilderment the girl was nowhere to be seen. "Woman? Answer me!" He demanded.
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