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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 6, 2016 20:39:17 GMT -6
"Distraction":
Sojiro pulled to an abrupt halt once deep within the shadows of trees that grew in the area between the dorms and the paths, far away from eavesdroppers and more sounds. Releasing Makino's arm, he pulled back and wiped his forehead. "Sorry I dragged you with me. I couldn't think anymore. And- and-"
Cursing below his breath he pulled open his kimono and tossed the belt to the ground. He leaned against a tree. "I'm a mess and they didn't help."
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Post by Makino Tori on Aug 6, 2016 20:50:45 GMT -6
Makino was watching him as he floundered around trying to make sense of what he just did. She was not much better. She had no clue what was said to him by Mitsuo, but his expression did give her a clue. She went to step toward him to give him a little comfort as he stripped off his belt and kimono and fell against the nearby tree.
It shocked her at first, but seeing his tone build and the rise and fall of said chest caused her to cheeks to warm up slightly. She looked away from him as she stood in front of him, her hands now folded in front of her.
"I am sorry Soji-kun. They can be a real pain sometimes."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 6, 2016 21:25:53 GMT -6
"Yeah..." he muttered, rubbing at his hair. "I- Damn!" Sojiro stood again and swirled around as his irritation grew. "First, Dad won't wake. Then, Mom vanishes. And they die. Now, she wants to marry and I don't know how to feel about that when it's not Dad. Kisuke sends me back to SCHOOL at This TIME! And all they can think of is-"
He pointed at her and then spun away again. "I liked the kiss, alright?!"
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Post by Makino Tori on Aug 6, 2016 21:42:09 GMT -6
Makino drew back slightly her eyes batting as he pointed at her. His rambling fading in and out as he went down the list of his annoyances. Then ended it with confessing he liked the kiss. "You're not talking to me are you?"
It was like he did not even hear her as he started rambling again. She stepped back and watched him. His anger growing as well as his reiatsu as he went on about the guys at the academy. Finally, Makino sighed heavily her hands now on her hips. She shook her head letting him continue. That was until his reiatsu spiked again.
When he turned to face her once more she grabbed his shoulders and jerked him toward her. She tilted her head slightly and pulled him into her until their lips met once again. Feeling Sojiro's tension melt away, she slowly closed her eyes, her hands sliding down his arms to his sides and wrapped around his torso. Her hands softly caressing his bare back.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 6, 2016 22:49:31 GMT -6
Sojiro breathed in, his arms coming around to hold her, running into her long hair and settling on the small of her back. Maybe...maybe this is what he needed... A hum of relief escaped his throat as he tugged at her hair. Breaking for breath for a moment, Sojiro pulled her closer into him and resumed the kiss, sucking on her lips, arms trembling as they slid down her back and up her side.
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Post by Makino Tori on Aug 6, 2016 22:57:42 GMT -6
Makino hummed softly as he pulled her back into another kiss her hand sliding up his back, one of her hands venturing into his sliver hair. Her head tilted a little more as her mouth opened and she slid her tongue into his mouth. He did not withdraw only pulled her closer letting his tongue mingle with hers.
Sojiro groaned at the sensations their embrace was driving through him, a heady whirling of heat and need. Intoxicated, he followed her motions with her tongue, chasing the digit and then, hands flexing on her hips tugged her into the warmth of his chest, driving the dance within her mouth higher.
Their passion drove them higher as Makino jerked back from the kiss quickly her hand covering her mouth; he had accidentally bitten her tongue. She rolled her tongue in her mouth tasting no blood as he was holding her arms gently in his hands concern clearly in his eyes. Before she could say anything, which he was clearly about to speak she pressed her index finger over his lips to hush him.
"I am alright. It just startled me." She stepped up against him again. Their bodies touching once more as her hand fell to his upper chest. "I have to admit." She smiled coyly. "For the guys to call you what they did and have. You're a good kisser." She pressed a light kiss to his lips with her.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 9, 2016 20:36:24 GMT -6
Sojiro felt his cheeks warm further and ran a hand into his hair. “It - it must run in the family,” he muttered. “I don’t remember hearing about my mother or father being terrible kissers.” He looked back at her, managing a slight smirk at the sight of her reddened lips and mussed up hair. “Then again,” he continued, brushing a lock off her cheek, “I wouldn’t be half as good without a partner like you.”
She giggled, cheeks lighting up prettily, and he let his hand raise to thread through her hair. “I think I should say thank you for - I mean-” He felt the heat go to his head and he quickly lowered his head to her neck, sucking on a portion of her succulent flesh revealed by their recent activity.
Feeling her shudder, he breathed in her scent and then firmly pushed her away, keeping his hands on her shoulders. “Thank for clearing my head, but I don’t think I should take any further advantage of you. Or this. I mean-” That didn’t seem the right thing to say. “I am still unstable. And I am not Mitsuo. I don’t want to rush.”
Maybe.
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Post by Makino Tori on Aug 9, 2016 20:47:06 GMT -6
Makino looked on at him slightly confused. "Rush what, Sojiro? Is there something to rush between us?" She took his hands from her shoulders and held them in hers as she looked into his eyes. She would not say it first. She refused to, but that did not stop her from giving subtle hints.
The kiss did spark something for her. Something she had felt before a feeling she though she had buried deep inside when she had lost the man she were to wed so many years ago. She smiled warmly at him giving his hands a gentle squeeze."Did that first kiss we shared spark something for you?"
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 11, 2016 10:45:24 GMT -6
Sojiro’s face flamed further, making him both wish she would let go and that he could nuzzle her neck again. He really liked the scent coming from her hair. Sweet but not quite fruity. Different from the peach flavor of her lip gloss….
Sojiro forced himself to focus on her words. “I don’t know, Maki-chan. This is my first – I mean, I liked the first one and the other kisses. And I still want to kiss you. But I-” He looked down at their joined hands and then back into her sparkling eyes, heightened by the blush on her cheeks. He straightened. "This really could get dangerous for you."
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Post by Makino Tori on Aug 11, 2016 14:50:50 GMT -6
Makino released his hands seeing she was making him uncomfortable and smiled. "I am a Masanobu. I think I have seen my fair share of trouble." She tiptoed up and kissed his cheek tenderly.
Her eyes took on a sad look. "But I understand if you don't want to drag me into anything." That's what she said but not what she felt. She figured he just did not want to be with her.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 11, 2016 15:22:48 GMT -6
Sojiro’s eyes narrowed. “Being a Masanobu and guarding Soul Society is not the same as following me when I have more than one kind of a target on my head. It could be bad enough if you’re my friend. But I know it will be hell if you’re dragged in because you’re spec-” He swallowed his words and spun around, hunching his shoulders and taking a breath. But his head just kept buzzing.
“GODS Damn it,” he muttered thickly, voice grating, “even if you’re good for me, like that brat Mitsuo seems to think, I don’t want to see you hurt. Or broken. Can you just not kiss someone else? I mean-" He snarled wordlessly.
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Post by Makino Tori on Aug 11, 2016 17:32:35 GMT -6
Makino could not help herself as she chuckled softly. When Sojiro turned to look at her, a scowl look on his face. She shook her head quickly. "No no don't take that wrong. I am not laughing about that you're worried about what you might or might not drag me into." She quieted and took one of his hands in hers.
"One thing my mother and father taught me about being a couple or a partner. 'As long as you are together there is nothing so bad you can't face', and something I was taught in all my years in fighting and protecting what I love and care about. 'If it don't kill you, it will only make you stronger'."
She started nodding her head slowly. "But if that is what you want, is to call me yours in secret," she paused with a confused look and soft sigh. "I guess... I guess that's alright." She looked into his eyes and smirked.
"I guess I will only kiss you in the dark from now on."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 11, 2016 18:22:27 GMT -6
Sojiro chuckled and turned around, taking her face into his hands. “Careful,” he whispered, leaning close to her face again, “secrets and the darkness can be trouble.” He kissed her laughing mouth, sucking on the flesh of her pouting lip, until she went still beneath him. “I know I said that, but what you’ve said… it is something for me to consider too. I mean, my parents…” he sighed and set his forehead against hers, “they were just like that. No matter what….”
For a while....
He stepped back and brushed a lock out of her face. “I am going to think about this. You should, too. We’re both young. But if you get tangled with me, you might not get untangled if you want to, later.”
Makino smiled widely and then started giggling again. Sojiro blinked down at her. “What did I say now?” he said, a pout in his low voice.
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Post by Makino Tori on Aug 11, 2016 18:47:17 GMT -6
Makino shook her head again. "You. You're so worried about the future and what might be, you're letting the now, the present, slip through your fingers." She reached out, her fingers sliding between him and his hakama, jerking him toward her as she told him.
"You're supposed to grab a hold of what you want and never let it go." She pressed her lips to his once more then parted slowly. "Because if you don't. You might miss out on the best thing that could have happened to you." She released him and stepped back a step.
"If I want to get tangled up with you. I take on everything that comes with it. Not just you. All of it, and I stand by your side and help you through it no matter how rough it gets. That's part of being a couple. Partners. A best friend."
She smiled softly. "Your parents. If what you say is true about them," she nodded. "Their time will come again. True love is not something that can be lost so easily."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 12, 2016 14:02:58 GMT -6
Sojiro chuckled, still mostly distracted by her daring move to bring him close to her again, but still managing to hear her words. Smiling, eyes shining deviously, he wrapped his arms around her once more and brought his lips to her ear. “You know, a wise man once told me that there are many kinds of love. As many as the colors of the world around us."
He kissed the bump of flesh below her ear, letting his lips and nose trace down her raised neck and lingered, before stepping back as she had, but just enough to look into her dazzling violet eyes again. They made the words easier, somehow. “Maybe it was true love. And maybe it was a bond of fate to keep them alive long enough to finish their part in the war but it wasn’t meant to carry them forever.” He shrugged. “I don’t know. And I don’t think I will get the answer. Not without hurting people. I just have to deal with that. Like you have.”
His arms lowered to cinch at her waist. “Now about us, did you know you’re persistent when you want something besides another book, hmm?” He tilted his head, ready to kiss her again. “Also there’s a smudge of dirt on your neck I am tempted to wash off."
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