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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 31, 2014 0:08:00 GMT -6
Kita pressed her lips to his neck as she hummed in delight to his touch letting, her body slide against his. The slick friction of their bodies causing her blood to rush through her and her body temperature to rise. Lifting her slightly from the water he took one of her nipples between his lips, sucking and teasing it, letting his tongue flick against her taut nipple while in his mouth. Kita's hand sank below the water so to stroke his length, but Gin slowly moved his lower body from her reach. Kita moaned again as he nipped at her breast moving over to it's twin.
"You're not playing fair." Kita said in a lustful tone trying to pull him close again. Both were starting to sink into the depths of the water as they concentrated on one another more than keeping their heads above water.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Dec 31, 2014 0:35:11 GMT -6
Gin smirked. "Since when is it fun to play fairly, dearie?" His eyes flashed deviously and just before they slipped underneath the water, he teleported them back to the shallows. Laying her down in the waterbed and pinning her down with his warm body, he took one of her nipples back into his mouth, sucking greedily on it as his fingers scissoring into her entrance, pushing the warm water in and out. "This is much more fun," he purred.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 31, 2014 0:53:06 GMT -6
Her body trembled under him as Kita moaned, her head turning to the side her eyes closing as she combed her fingers through his silver hair. "Of course it is. You have me where you want me and are not sharing."
She growled as he nipped at her breast then going and doing it to the other one. Her back arched pushing her breast further into mouth, his fingers plunging deeper inside of her. Her head tossing to the other side. She slid her hand from his hair her hands now resting to his shoulders as she kneaded them under her hands. Her back arched again with a loud moan when his fingers places pressure on her sweet spot, his thumb now rubbing her hot soaked clit. Her legs started to close as a low growl emitted from her chest.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Dec 31, 2014 16:25:21 GMT -6
Gin chuckled. “I think I am winning the contest today,” he murmured as he released her second breast with a pop. As the water sloshed around them, he slid his free hand lower, down to the small of her back and tilted her out of the water, twirling his tongue around her stomach and belly button. He grunted as the new position forced a louder moan from his partner. Steadying the hand on her back, he pushed his fingers further inside her channel, stroking her sweet spot at a deliberately slow pace. “Saying mercy yet, pet?” he whispered, eyes watching her writhe beneath him.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 31, 2014 18:11:37 GMT -6
"Don't confuse baiting with surrendering--" Kita gasp as his fingers stroked her inner walls paying close attention to her sweet spot. "My dearest Master." Her body quivered as his tongue licked up the flat of her stomach. She growled tangling her hand in his silver hair.
"Those sounds seem to imply surrendering," Gin purred, dipping his tongue into her bellybutton at the same pace as he pushed against her sweet spot. He chuckled as the hand tightened painfully in his hair and tugged. "Especially when she's directing me lowerrr~" he murmured, flicking at her hot clit. "Surrender, dearie~"
Kita shook her head only moaning as her back arched. "Never give up... The good fight." She said breathless. "This is... Only the battle. The war is yet--" She gasp her back arching more as his tongue slid deep inside her, "--to start."
"If you say so," he chuckled, lifting up and licking his lips. Gin removed his fingers from her channel and freed his hair from her hold, before pinning both hands above her head. He kissed his mark on her neck as he positioned his shaft at her entrance, teasing her with his tip. "I still say this battle is in my favor," he whispered at her ear.
Kita looked into his lustful eyes and smiled tugging slightly with her arms to free her hands above her head. "Maybe... Maybe not." She smirked and quickly pushed with her leg catching Gin completely off guard. She got them both on their side and was almost on top of Gin when he stopped her cold.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Dec 31, 2014 20:28:39 GMT -6
Gin grinned, hands tightening around her wrists and finished pulling her on top. Holding onto her wrists, he tugged her down and kissed her hard as he continued to tease her entrance with the tip of his length. “What was that about maybe, dearie~?” he asked.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 31, 2014 20:44:44 GMT -6
Kita giggled softly lifting up from him. "A minor setback," a grin spreading across her face as she lowered herself back down letting the tip of her tongue flick against one of his nipples then quickly took it between her lips, sucking it teasingly. Gin growled lifting her up as he felt her hips shift, the tip of his member sliding a couple of inches inside of her.
She froze with the sensation of him entering her, a moan with a growl rolled through her chest. Her hands balling into tight fists as she fought the urge to finish her movement and plunging him deep inside her. She took a deep breath, her eyes going closed trying to control the wave of pleasure that rolled through her.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Dec 31, 2014 21:01:18 GMT -6
Gin lifted his head and caught her lips in a slow, tantalizing lip lock, his length sliding further into her entrance. He pulled back from the kiss, a wide smirk across his lips. “Are you going to finish that movement, Kita? It may be the only way you may gain control.” He slid still further into her channel then shifted his hips, dragging his length back out, pulling a moan from both of them. Kita's growl mixed with a whine as she fixed her eyes on him, intent on revenge.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 31, 2014 21:22:06 GMT -6
She wanted more, not for him to pull out. Feeling his tip rub gently against her again she moved her hips, letting her folds rub against his shaft. Moving her hips around, she slid his shaft through the wetness of her folds, whining softly as her hard clit rubbed against him as well. Her nipples grew more erect and more sensitive. Her breast tingling from the rush of blood that coursed through her and them.
Gin lifted to take one in his mouth when she pushed them forward, but Kita stiffed her arms keeping him just out of reach of her. Still having hold of her wrist, Gin smirked and spread her arms out letting him easily close the gap. His mouth surrounding her nipple, he then pulled off moving to the other nipping the nipple before he took it between his lips teasing it with his tongue.
Kita pulled against her outstretched arms, her hips still moving as his length rubbed through her now soaked folds of her entrance. Both moaned in delight at one anothers actions.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Dec 31, 2014 21:49:53 GMT -6
Gin finally released one of her wrists. Massaging the opposite breast as he continued to tease and suckle the one in his mouth, he groaned as Kita used the new leverage to rub more of his length with her moistened folds. Growling. he pinched the nipple out in the air and pushed against the one in his mouth with the tip of his tongue.
Kita gasped, her free hand falling to his shoulder, kneading the flesh there as she inched further onto his length, trying to get what she wanted. Gin chuckled and switched breasts, a thin trail of saliva falling in the valley of her breasts. Kita moaned, throwing her head back and pushing more of her breasts against him, pulling slightly off his shaft in the process and torturing her swollen clit. Gin ignored her desires and with that same wicked smile, continued his torment above, still keeping one hand prisoner.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 31, 2014 22:08:07 GMT -6
Kita let her hand slide from his shoulder, down his slick wet chest as it fell to his leg. She let it slip between them moving her hips back, all action stopped. Her hand then cupped his sack, Gin pulled back off her nipple his eyes closed and head tipping back a deep growl escaping him. She continued to grope him letting his member go without attention.
The grip on her wrist tightening with refusal to release it, his eyes still closed, Gin moaned his hand still kneading her one breast. He tugged her forward by her captured wrist, but Kita refused to move from her position. She smirked at him when he opened his eyes and looked at her. His eyes revealing he was not going to let her win this.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Dec 31, 2014 22:45:28 GMT -6
“If you’re going to be like that, dearie,” he growled deep in his throat, eyes burning with lust, voice dark with promise “then-”
Muscles rippling on his arms and legs, Gin released her arm and when Kita’s grip faltered, he surged up, rolling them over in the shallow waters and placing her underneath him. Quickly, he grabbed both of her arms and holding them with one hand, he pushed his length into her entrance with his other hand. Both groaned in unison as he slid slowly in, all the way to the hilt.
His shaft throbbed against her folds and he breathed in, still keeping her arms captured. “Then I will change the angle of this game,” he hissed, silver hair dripping water onto her pert nipples. He pulled slowly out of her and then slammed back inside her. "I'm the one in control this time," he continued, "and it is going to stay that way."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 31, 2014 23:01:32 GMT -6
She gasp for air when he slammed back into her. Her body trembling from the desire that she felt as he continued pulling out and slamming back into her. She tugged with her arms to get free of his restraining hand. His other slowly making a path up the flat of her stomach, slowly moving through the valley of her breasts. Then slowly his soft feather touch trailed across her collarbone, down her arm to her side. His hand rested to her hip as he slammed into her again. His hand tightening there as he grinded against her.
Kita whined with a low moan, her body arching against him as she heard him chuckle lightly.
"Say it," he hissed slamming into her again.
Kita bit her bottom lip shaking her head. He pulled out slamming into her again a low scream slipping through her lips.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Dec 31, 2014 23:58:42 GMT -6
“Say it, dearie,” Gin growled, thrusting in and out of her with deliberate force and precision. “Say you belong to me and only me,” he gasped out. Even if it is a lie….. even if you can abandon me in the end…. Gin groaned as Kita clamped down on his length and closed his eyes, opening flashing slits of azure. “I am not going to let you win, Kita. This time, you’re mine.”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 0:20:45 GMT -6
Kita's body arched more, heavy pants escaping her now. Her body feverish and tingled as the mixture of the cool air and Gin's heated body brushed against her skin. She whimpered softly thrusting her hips forward. Her head tossed from side to side as Gin dived down licking a wide strip up her mound from the bottom to the nipple. Stopping, his hot breath against her pert nipple
"Say it, Kita." he purred the tip of his tongue circling around her nipple as he continued to pump into her at the same rate then suddenly stopped, pushing into her as she moaned in delight her breast pushing up. He chuckled lightly again. "I can do this all day, dearie~"
He pushed deeper a gasp escaping her. "I'm yours!" She cried out.
Gin grinned pushing harder, she gasp again with a soft squeak. "Only yours." He pulled out to the tip and slammed back into her as she screamed out.
"ONLY YOURS!"
Kita's words came from the heart. She knew what she was saying and she knew what she was leading herself into with saying them. His heart belonged to another. She would never compare to the woman he truly loves, but at that moment she did not care. At that moment it was only them and until they were free of Aizen they belonged together and no one was going to come between them. Not even Aizen.
He belonged to her, and until the time comes to let him go... she would hold him as close to her as she could and never let him go.
Until then...
She looked up in his eyes with a lustful look. "And you belong to me..." her words but a whisper.
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