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Glass	By : rhawkins Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 3083 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor do I profit from this story.. Tite Kubo owns all characters, I own my original character and this plot.

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Glass Chapter Seven Woman
The landscape that had been barren before, now consisted of frosty hills and tall glacier like mountains. Seren stood upon a hill, looking directly ahead at the dark figure once more.
“Yukikage.” she called. The figure was now much more visible. His skin was dark with a frost coat and ice pale lips and lashes. His eyes were an icicle blue as well. Around him, dark robes fluttered in the wind. He walked forward at her beckoning. She held her sword tightly in her right hand; in her left, the sheath.
“Let’s get right down to business, shall we?” she smirked, pressing her foot into the snow as she took an offensive stance. Yukikages eyes glimmered maliciously as a blade materialized in his hand and he lurched forward, forcing her onto the defensive. She parried from mere instinct, watching and learning how he held his body, attacked and defended. She learned quickly. It was not enough, however. He easily knocked her blade from her hand and without missing a beat, placed the tip of his blade against the underside of her chin.
“You have much to learn.” he said; low and masculine. Seren bowed her head to him respectfully, “Retrieve your sword and take your stance.” She obeyed and waited.
He circled her once and stood behind her. She felt no discomfort. She waited patiently. His gloved hands found their way to her hips as he angled them properly. He did the same with her shoulders, feet and arms.
“Keep a comfortable footing. Step lightly, keep your energy ahead of you, forward, towards the enemy. Do not watch your blade. Feel the movement with your shoulders and power your attacks from your core.” He demonstrated in a flurry of movements; twirling and slicing invisible enemies. She attempted the first few swings, moving her arms from her shoulders and imediately noticing the kinks in her muscles. She rolled her shoulder, pulled back and shot forward. The movement was not smooth. She frowned and repeated the action again and again.
Minutes turned to hours. Snow began to fall lightly around them as they moved. Sweat froze on her brow as the danced around. In this world, all was right. She felt no hunger, nor fatigue. She was an endless entity of energy and optimism. Her movements became progressively faster, her steps; more surer.
They danced until something tugged at her conscience. She stopped mid thrust and in the blink of an eye, the chill faded away, white became dark and Yukikage became...
“..Gin?” she asked suddenly aware he had pulled her out of Jinzen. He stood before her, leaning to one side.
“Hiya. Im bored.” he said simply. She stared at him with wide eyes. He leaned forward and grabbed her chin, pushing it upwards, “Yer mouth’s open.” She blushed furiously and swatted his hand away.
“Shut up. Your boredom is not my problem. What do you want?” she demanded, straightening her legs on the couch and crossing her arms.
“I told ya, Im bored. Let’s do something...fun.” he drawled. He sat down next to her and rested his hand on her knee. She knew what he meant, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t a surprise to have heard it come from him. She blushed and tried to push his hand away but he held steadfast and leaned closer to her, “Aw come on, don’t be a prude!” He laughed and lurched at her at the same time. She cursed and tried to kick him away with her legs but he twisted her around uncomfortably until she was on her back with him between her legs. She didn’t think her face could get any darker.
“Get off!” she screamed, thrashing about trying to hit him. He chuckled and fell forward on top of her. His aura screamed playfulness but she was thoroughly uncomfortable with him pressed so close...
“Prude, prude, prude. Dontcha know how to have fun?” He teased, wiggling himself higher. She smirked.
“You mean like this!?” She bucked upwards, lifting him just enough for her to head butt him and daze him. He yelped and she pulled herself away before pushing him backwards and rolling onto the floor harshly. She locked his wrists between her hands and straddled him, a dark grin playing on her pale lips,
“This is much better. You should be... beneath me.” she laughed. His grin never faded.
“I have to agree with that.” he said and wiggled underneath her, “Much better, in fact.”
“You are such a pervert.” she said, shaking her head. She went to stand and just as she was on her feet, he swung his legs under her and knocked her to the ground again. They both laughed and screamed as they rolled around, knocking over the table and chairs.
They landed halfhearted blows and kicks to each other before falling to the ground; he dominated her easily. Judging by the weariness in her muscles, she had been training for quite some time. Gin lay sprawled out over her, his head resting between her breasts. Neither seemed to mind. Seren too was sprawled, her arms and legs spread as they breathed heavily. Her body throbbed, specifically her shoulders and wrists. She groaned.
“That your Zanpakuto?” he asked, breathless as he gestured to the sheathed blade nearby.
“Uhuh.” She breathed. Once her heart calmed, she became aware of a less painful throb between her legs. She froze, staring ahead at the ceiling. She felt Gins chest press into her belly as he breathed. The air around her was so...hot! Gin must have noticed the tension for he wiggled a little more comfortably between her legs, spreading them slightly and effectively pressing his groin to her hips. The position forced her legs to come up slightly, almost over his hips. She gasped and twitched madly. She felt too...open. She could feel her own heat, deep inside pressed against his. Everywhere else seemed freezing in comparison.
Gin remained across her chest, carefully reading her reactions. He ‘accidentally’ pressed forward causing her to gasp again. He chuckled lightly and bit down on the fabric of her top, pulling it down slightly so he could nibble gently on the skin just below her collarbone. He felt her stiffen but she was too curious to stop him. He lapped the salty sweet sweat that had gathered there. Each bite sent a jolt of pleasure down her spine and she bit her lip. Gin lifted his weight off of her and supported himself on his hands placed on either side of her. He bit harder, then kissing, then licking. He repeated this lower and lower until he could no longer pull her top. His teeth nipped at the tops of her breasts, just at the swell. Keeping his head down, pressed against her pale flesh, he thrust forward softly. She jerked, her hands flying to his shoulders trying to push him off.
“That’s enough Gin, get off.” she warned. The lust evident in her voice. He raised his head, eyes open.
“Nah, you don’t mean that,” he taunted, rocking forward again, harder this time. He watched her eyes shoot wide open and her hands gripped his shoulders painfully but she didn’t push any further, “You like it.” he breathed and she blushed furiously. He pressed forward again, growing erect at the growing heat between her legs.
“Gin, stop it.” she gasped breathlessly. He laughed again, dropped his weight onto her as he moved his hands down to her hips. He gripped them roughly and held them in place as he ground against her roughly. His back was bowed over her and his eyes drifted closed again, breathing heavily as he built himself up. She continued to verbally fight him but she couldn’t find the will to physically push him away. She could feel his hardness pressing against her. The air around them was on fire. It was unbelievable. He didn’t seem to have any skill, just his pressing was sending her over an unknown edge. She ground her teeth as he began to move faster.
“Gin? Gin?!” she cried. She turned her head painfully to see his face, his eyes were clenched closed and his mouth was agape and pressing into her neck harshly. His hands were gripping her hips furiously and his thrusts were becoming irregular. She dropped her head down to the floor and determined that Gin wouldn’t take this...situation any further. As it was, he seemed to nearing his release. The pressure against her was smoldering. She heard him groan and his mouth opened wide over her shoulder and he bit down hard at the same time he mounted her thrice more with strong thrusts. His body quaked as she cried out, feeling the skin tear beneath his teeth.
He released her hips and fell on her, panting. She was breathless herself but managed to push him off her. He rolled over onto his back next to her. She groaned and sat up, examining her shoulder. It was a clear bite mark with teeth indents, swelling around the top and bottom with slight bleeding around the bottom. She sighed with irritation and straightened herself, turning to Gin. His face was a mask of happiness and contentment, he had a wide grin and an obvious stain on his pants.
“See how much fun that was?” he joked. She slapped him across the face sharply.
“You jerk! What am I going to to do about this bite? We have an Espada meeting tomorrow! You idiot!” she screamed. He did not seem put off in the slightest. He stretched his legs and folded his arms behind his head leisurely. She got on her feet and wobbled to her bathroom, slamming the door dramatically behind her. She examined the bite in the mirror. It was swelling a little and was only slightly covered by her sleeve. She frowned and removed her clothing. She had noticed the dampness between her legs and pretended not to notice the whitish stain near her hip. She groaned and turned the shower on. She showered quickly and thoroughly under slightly chilled water.
By the time she was finished and emerged from the bathroom clothed in her sleeping shorts and tank top, Gin had fallen asleep at the same place she had left him. She sighed and went into her room to grab a spare pillow and blanket. As she approached him she realized he was much more...endearing while he wasn’t talking. She laughed a little to herself and carefully propped the pillow under his head and tossed the blanket over him.
Her mind was quite numb from all that had happened and there was a very annoying throbbing between her legs. After squaring him away she went to her room and flopped onto the bed unceremoniously. She could see his figure from her position and rolled over to face the other way. She closed her eyes and frowned at the constant throb. Grumbling, she threw her arm backwards, groping for the other pillow. She placed it between her thighs and clenched her legs closed. This seemed to work and she let her eyes drift closed.
‘What a day...’ she thought. The evening had been quite a turn of events but until then, she felt nothing but satisfaction at the pain in her shoulders and legs. She had found her Zanpakuto, had trained with him and had already grown stronger. Despite the shocking events that had just taken place, she couldn’t help but think of her blade. She felt so much more confident, so much more powerful...Aizen would be proud.
“...” Maybe not proud. But that’s what he would say. He would congratulate and encourage her...He would want to know everything about Yukikage. Should she tell him the truth? She frowned and turned over, keeping the pillow between her thighs. Should she be honest and hope to defeat him by simply being stronger or faster? He was too smart! Too damn smart! If she lied, he would see through it. Even if he believed her, she had years before she could strike, the chance that she would accidentally let something slip in that time...No. She had to be honest. Honesty would keep him away from her. He would have no reason to doubt her or keep a close watch. She had to separate her heart as well. If she pretended to like him, he would see through it. She would have to ‘like’ him for real. To have true feelings for him would be the only way he wouldn’t suspect her...Was it possible to honestly like someone while at the same time hating them? It had to be possible. It was the only way. And if it was the only way to regain her freedom, then she would make it so.
Her thoughts were drifting away as her weight fell deeper into the mattress. She let out a deep breath and snuggled into the pillow, using her arms to keep it pressed to her face. It wasn’t very long before she completely faded. Had she been awake, she would have noticed the darkening of Hueco Mundos skies. The moon remained motionless but the sky become less grey and more black. The sand was barely visible, the quartz trees faded in the darkness yet even in such darkness, Los Noches remained luminous; A white palace in a vast blackness
~~~~ A/N Hello again. :) I hope you all are well.
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