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Post by Shirou Masanobu on Nov 23, 2016 21:26:19 GMT -6
Shirou was sent into a fit of laughter that brought tears to his eyes. After he was finally able to calm down, he moved over behind the two and put his hand to his mouth in a mock whisper. "Kouen-nii. You should show him your private library. You know. The one you hide from Kin-nii. That one you said he'd kill you if he ever found it."
Sojiro blinked and looked to Kouen, torn between scandalized and terribly curious. "You have a whole- library of this?" he asked in a hushed whisper, fingers twitching over the books in his hand.
Shirou sneered when he noticed the boy's twitchy hands. "Oooh. The boy is curious~ Maybe we should take his mental virginity. You know. Stuff his mind with things to impress Maki-chan with when they finally consummate the relationship. Oh the things we can teach him~" Shirou cackled evilly.
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Post by Kouen Masanobu on Nov 23, 2016 21:39:29 GMT -6
Kouen smirked as he looked away from his baby brother to the silvered haired boy. "I don't know if the boy could handle the private library, yet." He chuckled lightly, "unless he really wants to see it?"
Sojiro straightened. "Just because I haven't read these before," he waved the books in the air, "doesn't mean that I can't handle your collection. Dreams count, after all."
Kouen chuckled, though a serious look blanketed his features. "Fantasies?" Kouen grinned. "Lets hope they're with Maki-chan and not some other women. That would not be a good thing." He then pushed up off the ground. "Let's go then, Stud Muffin. I will let you pick and choose to read whatever you wish." He offered his hand to Sojiro as he helped him to his feet. Still holding tightly to his hand he leaned in to the boy and whispered softly.
"Just so you know, Maki-chan has read over half of my private collection. So choose wisely."
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Post by Shirou Masanobu on Nov 26, 2016 21:03:55 GMT -6
Shirou laughed uproariously at the look on Sojiro's face. "Kouen, I don't think poor Soji-kun was ready for that information. I think you broke him."
"Ah, he'll get over it," Kouen chuckled as the two of them led Sojiro to his chambers. "Who knows," Shirou patted the boy's shoulder. "You may end up addicted to them. Kouen and Makino sure did. But don't worry. They may be raunchy sometimes, but they are well written pieces of literature. If they weren't they wouldn't have any business in Kouen's private library in the first place." Once again, Sojiro groaned and the brothers laughed their amusement at him. Moved
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Post by Makino Tori on Nov 27, 2016 16:00:37 GMT -6
"Meeting Under the Moon":
Once Makino left her mother and Byakuya to themselves she walked the house looking for her two youngest brothers and her boyfriend, Sojiro. She even checked their rooms to see if they might have went there. When she did not find them she checked the dojo, nothing. Then the grounds, including the tea house. Still nothing. She then ventured to the garden thinking if they were nowhere else they had to be there. No Sojiro and no Shirou and Kouen. She plopped down with a defeated huff next to the ponds edge as she leaned back on her arms her legs stretched out in front of her as she looked out over the water. The bright full moon hanging high above her and reflecting off the waters surface. The thousand of stars twinkling like fireflies against the mirrored reflection causing the Koi to jump from the depths of the pond for their evening snack.
She sighed heavily falling back into the grass as she looked into the blanket of midnight blue that surrounded the moon and stars. "Well, he knows we are supposed to meet here. If he remembers. My brothers have a way of making a person forget the time and with them it moves so quickly by." She folded her arms behind her head for a cushion letting her eyes close slowly.
"I wonder where they went?" Here eyes popped open, her head shaking quickly. "Nah~ they would never take him there. Would they?" Her head shook again as a comforting smile spread across her lips. "I am sure they know better than that. They're around here somewhere. Maybe they walked to the park... I am sure they will be back soon." She got comfortable once more and gazed up at the night sky. Soon her eyes closed as she drifted off into a light sleep.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Nov 27, 2016 19:06:27 GMT -6
Sojiro ran out to the garden and halted just as he saw her. Looking around him, he scanned the area for anyone else and then carefully sat down on the opposite side of her. Her dark hair glistened like the ripples of the water caught in the moonlight, and even some fireflies rose up when he sat down. The moonlight softened the crease of her lips, too, smiling gently. She was beautiful. And he almost didn’t want to disturb her.
So he didn’t. Smiling at the sleeping wonder, he pulled off the top layer of his kimono and draped it over her. His hand ghosted over her cheek. There were some circles under her eyes, but they were a lot less visible than they had been when those men had first appeared to her. She really was recovering.
He moved his hand away. But he couldn’t help his whisper worry if she would be able to surmount her fears if Aizen harmed her. As he had others.
But that didn’t mean he would chase the man. As his father had. No, he’d wait. Train. Believe. And send him back to his darkness. His eyes narrowed.
Even if it were Hell….
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Post by Makino Tori on Nov 27, 2016 20:12:37 GMT -6
Her eyes fluttered softly as she saw Sojiro looking out over the pond. It felt it was only a second that she had fallen asleep while waiting for him, but she knew it had to have been longer for him to have covered her with his kimono then turn his gaze to the pond before them. She was going to just sit up and wrap her arms around him, but decided to have a little fun instead. For making her wait. She closed her eyes again and started to softly giggle and wiggle ever so slightly in place.
"Soji-kun..." Her words spoken as softly as a butterflies wings while beating. She then moaned, giggling again her body twitching. She heard movement and continued with her act. "Mmmm," she hummed as softly as her spoken words. "That feels good. Right there. Mhmm..." she let her body jolt slightly as she called out his name a little louder. "Sojiro. Yes." Another giggle admitted from her as she felt Sojiro move closer to her.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Nov 27, 2016 22:57:11 GMT -6
Sojiro turned around at the first noise before his face colored at the adorable moan she was letting out. As she wiggled in place and called to him, Sojiro’s mind flooded with the images he had seen in the library. His length strained against his underwear. He leaned in close to her, his arms coming to rest above her as they had in the book.
His girlfriend writhed beneath him again.
He tilted his head, his lips parting and breathing harshly.
To undress her or just ravish her with his lips?
Sojiro blinked quickly and sprang backwards. He caught his balance for a moment, the book slipping out from his inner kimono to the grass beneath them, and then fell over. She was dreaming. Not awake. There was no way he was going to take advantage of that.
“Get a grip, Sojiro Ichimaru,” he growled to himself.
He blinked as his girlfriend’s laughter rippled over the night air.
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Post by Makino Tori on Nov 27, 2016 23:15:33 GMT -6
Makino could not see the look on his face, she had no idea what he was thinking but when he spoke and told himself to pull it together she almost busted out in laughter. Quickly she recovered as she started letting her hands caress her body as she giggled again calling his name.
She heard him move once more, but did not dare open her eyes to see what he had done. His energy did not feel as if he moved further away from her, but it did not feel as if it were as close as it was just a few second before. She continued to moan lightly calling out to him her hands pulling at her clothing.
"Sojiro..."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Nov 27, 2016 23:58:09 GMT -6
Sojiro groaned and buried his head in his hands, tugging on his hair. He turned away until she moaned again. When his eyes swiveled back to her twitching form. Now her hands were caressing herself, rubbing her breasts, tweaking her nipples, hips rolling. When she pulled at her clothing, he leaned closer.
“Sojiro….”
“What’s so good, Maki?” he asked, moving towards her.
Sojiro cursed in his mind and froze as the words left his mouth, face flaming. His fingers curled in the grass, hoping she didn’t notice his lapse, wake up, and see him crouched by her feet.
As if he were ready to pounce.
Or devour her. He gulped.
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Post by Makino Tori on Nov 28, 2016 0:20:01 GMT -6
"Oh~ that's it Sojiro. Touch me there. That feels so good." She grabbed at her breast as her other hand caressed down her side to her thigh. She felt Sojiro moving closer as she heard him whisper.
"Touch you where, Maki? Where else do you want me to touch you?"
"OH YES THERE!" She exclaimed a little louder causing Sojiro to jolt back slightly, but before he could move too far away she lurched up and grabbed his kimono front pulling him back on top of her as they both fell to the ground where she was laying. She started to giggle as her eyes opened. Sojiro's face was blood red and his body hot and the bulge in his kimono was rock hard.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. "You can touch me anywhere you please, Soji-kun." She pressed her lips to his in a heated kiss before he could protest on anything that just took place.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Nov 28, 2016 0:50:38 GMT -6
Sojiro blinked as her tongue slipped into his mouth and played with his tongue, the feel of her body against his sending all other thoughts from his mind. All rational thoughts that is. Growling lowly, his arms bunched around her and he rolled her over in the grass, topping her and dominating the kiss. Swirling his tongue around hers and stroking the roof of her cavern, his hands squeezed the clothing at her hips as he pressed her into the soft ground beneath them.
When she moaned, his hands tugged on her kimono and he released her lips to lock onto her neck, sucking with lidded eyes, watching her succulent lips gasp for breath. She wiggled underneath him and he rubbed his length against her. His hands pulled again at her kimono trying to get to more flesh.
“More, Makino,” he whispered at her neck. “Tell me more that you want~”
He nipped at her collarbone.
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Post by Makino Tori on Nov 28, 2016 1:00:31 GMT -6
Makino inhaled sharply as she felt him rub his rock hard member against her inner thigh. "I want to feel the heat of your body against mine. Your hands searching my every curve and smooth surface."
She moaned softly as he nibbled at her neck and pulled at her kimono sliding it down her shoulder and arm to nip at the tender fresh flesh of her body. "I want to hear you call out my name in passion. Feel your cool breath against my skin." She let her hands slide inside his kimono sleeves to feel his cool skin against her fingertips. She pushed her hips forward into him as he lay atop of her.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Nov 28, 2016 1:40:07 GMT -6
Sojiro groaned as she murmured endearments and naughty things in his ear, her body unfolding for him just as it had before. And had in his dreams. Her fingers dancing on his arms sent goose bumps up his back and caused his groin to throb. Kissing her again, he yanked at the arms of his kimono, freeing himself from the hot cloth and then seized her hand, putting it against his bare chest.
She moaned and wiggled against him, her other hand dragging down the contours of his toned muscles.
Sojiro pulled at her own kimono. If only the women’s were as easy to discard. It only gave a little more, revealing the swell of her bound chest.
His vision swam, recalling the ice cream ‘incident’ and he licked slowly down the little cleavage revealed, fantasizing further as his hands molded against her sides and tried to massage her through the stiff cloth of her kimono.
“So-Soji-” she moaned, finger dragging harder against his skin.
Sojiro grinned down at her and thrust against her thigh. “I want to feel your curves against my heat. I want your lips running along my body, your fingers grasping my length, your voice calling my name every time I touch you.” He buried his nose in the V of her kimono. “I want your eyes to sparkle like the moonlight when I’m near. I want others to want you and know you’re mine~”
His hands came back to her face, cupping her cheeks, and drinking another moan as he pushed against her moistening heat. “Makino…”
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Post by Makino Tori on Nov 28, 2016 8:05:50 GMT -6
She moaned louder still wanting more as she slid her hands between them and untied her obi then pulling at the cloth to give Sojiro more of what he sought. Another pull of the fabric and her breasts were released to the chill of the evening air. Sojiro's head dipped down as his tongue extended and he licked tiny circles around her nipple then sucked it between his lips, his hands still pulled at her clothing wanting more, to feel more. To be one with the one he called his.
"Sojiro...I want you." Makino whispered softly to him as her back arched, her breasts push forward into his face.
Sojiro moaned, moving to the other pert nipple. As his breathless words brushed against her ears. "And I you...Makino..."
Another moan escaped Makino as she let her nails drag down his back to his waist. Finally, she was no longer confined behind the thick fabric of her kimono as Sojiro pulled the last piece from between them. Their hot bodies pushed together again as they both groaned in unison catching the others lips and locked in another heated kiss. As their tongues danced, stroking the others mouth, Makino let one of her hands slide between them and sink between Sojiro and the cloth of his pants. She then rubbed her fingertips and palm of her hand against Sojiro's hardened length.
She felt him hesitate at first touch, but only for a brief second as their kiss grew even more intense. Sojiro growled deep in his chest as he broke free of their kiss and buried his face in her breasts once more letting a free hand caress her side and hip as his lips sucked at another pert nipple. It was not long and both were pulling off their remaining clothes....
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Post by Captain Byakuya Kuchiki on Nov 28, 2016 10:13:48 GMT -6
-------------------------------- On the porch overlooking another section of the gardens, Byakuya felt a spike of irritation as Saya colored during their conversation and giggled. At first, he was not sure what was so amusing, but a moment later, his senses also caught onto the tell-tale sign she was picking up on. Aware of the young reiatsu rising outside, in the garden, no less, he rose from his position beside her. This was not appropriate. Saya's dark eyes twinkled. "Perhaps I should go out there this time," she murmured behind her sleeve.
Byakuya shook his head. "I think they have passed the chance for your admonishment." Then, he paused, admiring the way the candlelight and the moonlight shone off her skin and illuminated her eyes. Tempted to create another opportunity. A wry smile rose on his lips. "I have an idea." She giggled again. "Oh dear..." but her eyes brightened further as they caught onto the rare mischief brimming in his warm eyes.
The captain retrieved his zanpakuto and drew it. "We will calm the Koi later." Closing his eyes, he released his powers and sent a arc of petals towards the Koi pond, sending the waters into a whirlwind. He released the waters a few moments later and looked to his lady. "That will do, if they are smart." His smile grew as Saya started laughing, her musical voice lilting through the already spellbinding evening. Yes, it would do rather well. |
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