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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 1, 2015 1:00:15 GMT -6
“Yessss~” Gin hissed in return, releasing her arms. He cupped her face and kissed her gently. “Yes,” he repeated, eyes brimming with heat yet tinged with a deep sadness. He still did not know how she had crept into his heart and found a place among the crevices, reaching out to hold all of his broken pieces. He did not know if this bond between them would even last beyond Las Noches. Was it right… would the others allow it?
It doesn’t matter.
Closing his eyes, he lifted himself up and began to deliver the pleasure both of them were seeking, thrusting into her warmth with a steady rhythm. Letting her hands bury themselves in his hair. He opened his eyes and smirked. For as long as it would last…. he would hold onto her.
After all, a snake didn’t deserve to hold onto her forever. Even if he may want to.
This is good enough.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 1:17:29 GMT -6
Kita wrapped her arms around his torso, lightly dragging her nails down his back, then returning to his shoulders with a soft feather touch of her fingertips. One leg wrapped around his hips as she kept rhythm with him, humming in delight as she kissed a trail along his shoulder and neck nipping at the flesh along the way. Softly kissing his ear lobe she whispered.
"Mercy..."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 1, 2015 2:43:25 GMT -6
Gin chuckled, a glimmer of a genuine smile appearing on his features for a moment, before increasing the pace. Kita moaned and latched her lips onto his neck, her hands massaging his shoulders, whispering his name. Gin growled deeply and rose up, pushing against her pleasure point and hissing as she clamped on his shaft in reflex.
“Mine...” he purred hoarsely. Kita’s half-lidded eyes, darkened with desire, met the sky blue slivers of need above her and smiled before arching her back, crying out for more. Lowering his head, muscles rippling, Gin obliged.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 3:00:35 GMT -6
Her leg tightened around him as well as her inner walls clamping tighter around his length. She moaned louder with his increased thrusting as she laid under him, her hands now kneading his biceps. Caressing up to his shoulders and down his back then dragging her nails up his back.
His pulsing member deep inside her causing her to climb higher and yet higher with his deep growls in her ear as she tightened around his length making him thrust deeper and harder into her. Kita whimpered arching her back. She lifted quickly devouring his lips in a heated kiss, her tongue plunged deep in his mouth. Pulling back both even more breathless than before the kiss, Kita kissed where she had marked him on the curve of his neck.
"Fall over the edge with me, Gin." She whispered to him kissing a trail down his neck then laying under him again.
Her hands caressed his chest, looking deep into his eyes making sure not breaking that visual contact with his beautiful blue eyes.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 1, 2015 3:17:04 GMT -6
Gin’s eyes narrowed and he caught her hands. Threading both of their hands together and placing them at her head, Gin pulled all the way out of her channel, precum leaking on his tip, then rammed back inside her silken, soaking, hot channel. Kita cried out again, her fingers tightening in his grasp as Gin began to pound into her in earnest. She bit her lip, trying to keep her the visual contact between them, and Gin hissed, attempting to the do the same.
His hips worked into her body and her legs pushed back with him. Closer and closer to the edge they climbed together. Neither stopping. Kita whimpered loudly, her eyes squeezing shut in an effort to prolong her mounting waves of pleasure. Soon after, Gin cursed and laid his head in the crook of her neck, unwilling to pull away from her but unable to keep eye contact anymore. The pressure in his sacs increased. Kita pulled her hands free of his to wrap around his neck. Gin pushed into her cavern as far as he could go.
As pleasure swamped both of their senses, Gin’s tension faded from Kita calling his name.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 3:31:00 GMT -6
The mounting wave pushed them both over as they rode it out together. The rhythm slowing as they held one another in their arms then collapsed next to one another still holding one another like their time together was only seconds from ripping them apart.
Cupping her cheek letting his thumb caress it lightly Gin smiled at her. A smile reserved only for her crossed his lips. Returning his smile, she reached for his hand placing his palm to her lips and kissed it tenderly. No words were said. None were needed. Not when a simple look into the others eyes was all that was needed.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 16:07:08 GMT -6
"Oasis Bliss":
Standing under the the falls, her eyes closed rinsing her hair as her hands smoothed and fingers combed through the long locks. She could not stop her thoughts on the inevitable. It had been three days she had been free of the hallucination. Three wonderful days she had spend with Gin. Neither were too far from the other making every second count they were together. However, she could not help but wonder what was going on. Did Vale die? Did Yumiko kill him or injure him to the point he was too weak to enforce it? If so, one would at least believe Aizen had scouts out looking for her and Gin, but yet not one Espada, or Arrancar had been seen by them. What was going on?
Still under the falls Kita turned and looked down into the pool below, then cast her eyes across the waters to the shore. She shivered crossing her arms in front of her rubbing her arms with her hands as a warm smile crossed her lips, the thought of three days ago and the activity that took place between her and Gin entered her mind. It was different. She could not explain how, but she could feel it. Was it because... Kita shook her head casting her eyes below again. She would not reach that far. She couldn't. Not that she believed what others said, but because she knew. She knew were his heart truly lied, and it was not with her. She turned and went back to her bathing.
Today was the first day she and Gin were not in the same vicinity. So she decided to take advantage of the free time. It seemed Gin had something he needed to do and left early. Kita did not ask questions. After being part of his life for the last five year, she had learned it got her nowhere in a fast way. Though at times, she could not help but pry. Especially when he had that look in his eyes and she knew he was out to cause mischief. So in having the alone time she decided to clean up and bathing under the falls seemed the way to go.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 1, 2015 16:29:42 GMT -6
Gin reappeared on the other side of the pool with a slight frown. For three days, there had been no sign of any movement from Las Noches. It worried him. Almost as if Aizen had planned this little foray of theirs… Or was his mind occupied by something else? His eyes narrowed. Either option wouldn’t be good. He looked over at Kita, her naked body arched in bliss and relaxation under the falls. How long did they have?
Gin turned away, leaving her alone to bathe, and wandered into the strange growth around their oasis hideaway. Usually he would have no problem with moving along with a plan. It was what he had done for centuries now. But now, with Kita, he still found himself reluctant to let her return to her fate in Las Noches. His wandering led him back to the pool where they had fulfilled each others' needs three days ago.
Even if he had no choice.
He chuckled quietly.
Every day, every moment with her, changes me further.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 16:41:33 GMT -6
Kita finished up and stepped from under the falls wringing the excess water from her hair, then dragging her hands along her body, arms and legs to remove the extra water there. She slipped back into her clothes and headed down the rocky surface back to the oasis floor. Climbing down the last level of rocks Kita felt two hands on her hips. She startled with a gasp turning her head quickly to see who it was. She smiled with a soft sigh of relief as Gin lifted her and set her to her feet next to him.
"Enjoy your bath?"
Kita's cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as she playfully smacked his arm. "Pervert. You were watching?"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 1, 2015 16:49:56 GMT -6
"Only long enough to be assured of your whereabouts," he reasoned, kissing the back of her neck. He held her close for a few moments, and then let her go, walking over to a rock by the pool, where he had laid out some fruits for their morning meal. "It's been quiet," he murmured, "and neither of us know how long that will last. Even if we don't want to, I think we should discuss the situation at Las Noches." He turned back to her with an apologetic grin. "If you are willing."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 17:21:38 GMT -6
Kita nodded and followed him over to the food. "I was thinking the same thing. Do you think Yumiko could have killed or severely injured Vale?" She picked up one of the mango's splitting it open. "It could be the reason why he has not enforced the hallucination."
Taking a bite of the mango the juice rolled down her chin. She quickly placed her hand under her catching the juice as it dripped into her palm. "Juicy bugger." She smiled wiping her chin. "And sweet."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 1, 2015 17:56:06 GMT -6
Gin leaned over, wiping more juice that had dribbled down her jaw, and licked his fingers. “Just makes it all the more tasty~” he purred. As Kita giggled, his eyes narrowed, becoming serious. “I think it is highly possible that Yumiko could have wounded him; however, I don’t think it would be a good thing if she killed him.” He took a bite of his own fruit and lowered it. “She’s scared of losing herself in this game. That could push her further away.”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 18:26:11 GMT -6
Kita nodded taking another bite. She chewed while listening to Gin. "She is confused in all this. I think her feelings for Aizen are what holds her back in her resolve." Kita sighed lowering her hand to her lap. She cast her eyes down, her words soft. "I can relate with her there."
She looked up at Gin. "Orihime suffers the same fate. To keep Vale from harming her she has given up and surrendered to him. Slowly she is losing herself and I don't think she understands that." Kita turned her head looking away from Gin again a heavy weight on her heart. "With the hallucination in tack. I feel bits and pieces of myself slipping away as well. It is like it is eating away at my memories the longer it stays in place."
She sat one half of the mango back on the rock, raising her hand to her forehead. "I did use to live in Karakura; right Gin?"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 1, 2015 18:56:09 GMT -6
Frowning deeply now, Gin moved closer and embraced her. "We will get all of your memories at the end of this. You are not losing them forever, dearie. The goddess wouldn't let that happen. I won't let it happen." As Kita nodded against his shoulder, he continued. "When Yumiko was imprisoned for escaping Las Noches, I tried to advise in what to do in order to keep herself safe."
"What did you tell her?" Kita asked.
Gin chuckled shortly. "You may not like what I said, dearie." Kita sat up and raised an eyebrow. "I told her to use the game between herself and Aizen."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 1, 2015 19:12:51 GMT -6
Kita's eyes widened as she looked up at him. "You told her that?!" She exclaimed. "Gin. She is in love with Aizen. That would only make it harder on her to let go." Kita shook her head "The man can't go more than a day without sex." She looked away from Gin with shame filled eyes. "If it is not me, he turns to her."
She trembled slightly in his embrace at the thought of Aizen touching her. "The thought of letting him touch me willingly turns my stomach." She rested her head to his shoulder again. "It's sickening how he takes what he wants and never suffers for it, but everyone else does."
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