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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 26, 2014 14:06:02 GMT -6
"You're getting ahead of yourself, not even checking my back, dearie," he teased, though his hands wrapped under her inner kimono around the bare skin at the small of her back, keeping her right where she was. He set his head against hers and breathed in.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 26, 2014 14:41:06 GMT -6
Kita smiled looking into his eyes. "Maybe." She moved back from him slightly meeting resistance as he held her in place. At that she wrapped her arms around him and let her hands slowly course down his back gently.
"And I did not take you for the type to turn his back on an enemy." She smirked and kissed his cheek.
"You're just a little pet," he murmured, catching her ear with his teeth and licking around the shell, "I think I can manage."
Humming softly by his actions Kita moved back from Gin and stepped around behind him. She let her hands ghost down his back before healing the few bad wounds he had there and also healing the few she found on the back of his arms. When she finished she stepped up to his back and pressed her chest against him as her arms linked around him caressing his chest. She brushed her lips across his spine as she felt him shiver under her touch.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 26, 2014 16:04:48 GMT -6
As her lips continued to leave feather-touch kisses up his bony spine, her arms stayed wrapped around him, holding him captive. Her fingers slowly explored the newly-healed softer skin, making him shudder once more. Reaching up, she twisted one of his nipples. Growling softly, Gin clenched his hands, stopping himself from pulling her off him and taking control of her teasing.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 26, 2014 16:21:59 GMT -6
Kita let her hands slide further down his chest to his middle stomach and even lower. She then snuck her fingers under his belt and softly kissed his back a few more times. "Should we continue?" She asked him.
She moved from behind him never taking her hands from his body as they ghosted over him as she walked around. She stopped in front of him once more looking into his eyes. "You still have a few wounds on your legs that need healing."
She placed her hand to the center of his chest and stepped forward making him step back. A few more steps and he was sitting on the bed. She kneeled in front of him sitting on bended knee and ripped away the material that covered his wounds. Starting with the ones on his lower legs, working her way up. She let her fingertip softly glide over his wounds. Moving up his legs Kita lifted to a kneeling position as her kimono slide off her shoulder to the bend of her arms. She continued to heal his injuries paying no mind to it.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 26, 2014 16:56:21 GMT -6
Gin stared down at her as she kneeled practically naked over him with no coercion, innocently healing every last injury on his body. Her kimono drooped on her arms, hiding part of the beautiful image before him. Her long lashes hid her eyes as she bent to the task at hand, long hair falling around her unbound. He hissed loudly as her hands massaged up his legs and felt himself grow hard.
Putting a hand on her shoulder, he stopped Kita and urged her hands off his legs. Chuckling, she let her arms fall to her side and finally let the kimono pool to the ground, leaving her in only a matching bra and panty set as she knelt on display before him.
"Are you sure there aren't any more wounds for me to heal?" she teased, batting her eyelashes at him in feigned innocence.
Gin groaned. "You're a minx."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 26, 2014 17:04:58 GMT -6
She looked at Gin with a blank expression painted across her face. "You undress me, but I am the minx." Kita shook her head and stood as she picked up her kimono that fell to the floor around her. Sliding her arms back into the one untorn she grabbed the belt from the floor next and tied it around her.
"Go take a bath." Her tone annoyed. "It will at least help what I missed."
She walked over sitting to the couch as he sat back on the bed looking at her.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 26, 2014 17:24:01 GMT -6
After a few moments of staring at her, he stood up and walked over to the bathroom, pausing at the door. "That may have been the wrong thing to say." He closed the door and shortly after, the shower turned on, cold water at full blast.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 26, 2014 17:31:46 GMT -6
When Gin walked out Kita was laying on her side, on the bed, on top of the covers. Her hands tucked under her head her back to the bathroom door.
"Would you rather knock me around and beat me, then give it to you willingly?"
She did not roll over or turn her head to look at him. "I would hope not, but if you want. So you can prove to Aizen that I am not bowing to you I can fight against you again."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 26, 2014 17:49:34 GMT -6
"I would prefer if we not," Gin murmured. Shaking his head to rid himself of the water in his hair, he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "With Aizen's plans, I am sure there will be enough times when you will fight me, and I think your bruised cheeks and reddened neck is proof enough of discord for now. I do, on the other hand, need to speak to you and Aizen would think it weird if I am not in your bed after a 'punishment'."
He paused and when she remained silent, laid out on the bed, whispering, "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings with what I said. Your hands worked wonders on my wounds and that was not the right thing to say."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 26, 2014 18:03:26 GMT -6
She inwardly sighed in relief when he told her he would rather not. Listening further to him as he talked she felt the bed move as he laid out next to her. Kita then rolled over and looked at Gin when he became silent.
"Its fine and you're forgiven." She reached over resting her hand to his shoulder. "I am sure that cold shower was not the best feeling on your sore body."
Gin turned and looked at her, his expression said it all as she giggled softly drawing her other hand to her mouth. "What do you need to speak to me about?"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 26, 2014 18:08:03 GMT -6
"Aizen sent most of the espada to Karakura Town to get the br- Tsukiro," he sighed, covering his eyes, "and they tried to capture Izuru, too." He rolled over to face her. "I am sure that I am at least a part in the br- boy's breaking."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 26, 2014 18:21:53 GMT -6
Kita's eyes narrowed and she shot up from the bed. "THAT BASTARD HAS TSUKIRO!?" She walked toward the door of her room. Quickly being caught by Gin.
"LET GO OF ME!" She struggled against him as he held tightly to her. "WHY THE HELL WOULD HE WANT HIM?!"
"Stop it, Kita." Gin told her pulling her to him.
She started to cry as she buried her face in his chest. Her hands were drawn up and balled into fists against his chest as well.
"Aizen will kill him. Tsukiro will never bow to him... Never." Her last word almost a whisper.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 27, 2014 16:08:41 GMT -6
Gin tightened his arms around her. "Stay strong. Aizen won't kill him easily, and you can't give into despair." He kissed her hair. "You'll fall into his trap. I told you to prepare you."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 27, 2014 16:22:09 GMT -6
Kita shook her head tears still flowing. "I can't. I can't do this with both of you here. Tsukiro was safe. All I had to worry about was you being so close to him. Now both of you are tangled in his web." She grabbed his arms and pushed back slightly looking up at him.
"I can't do this. I am not you, Gin. I am not strong like you." She shook her head. "Aizen has me on the edge with you both being here. It will only take a feather touch to push me over the edge." She became very silent not even a breath slipped from between her lips. "If he hurts either of you..."
Tears dropped from her cheeks like rain as her worst nightmare came to life in her mind.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 27, 2014 17:17:57 GMT -6
Gin titled her head up, brushing her tears away as they came. His eyes were like dark crystals as he spoke on. "Then find a way to push your pain away," he stated quietly. "Find an outlet that will block, or at least, disguise the caring side of you." A glimmer of a grin surfaced on his lips. "You know what my one is, right?" She nodded slowly, a chill running down her back. His eyes brightened like slivers of light running through the clouds. "Now, knowing that, find a portion of yourself that you can drown your whole being into and let that shield you." He stroked her cheek.
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