Become My God | By : TheresMoneyInThis Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 1983 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Thick, uncoordinated gasps left her pale, lust-starved lips as the tear of her lower abdomen seemed to scream out to the empty ceiling above her. Her hips ached as the invisible grasp on them seemed to penetrate and puncture into her flesh; spreading its black, shapeless touch across her body. It was formless and near transparent to the naked eye, technically it was like nothing was there except her tortured mind tearing apart her grasp on sanity. And yet she could feel it; she could feel him on her. His hands impaled in her hips as that hot breath skinned her torso and pushed rotted air into her lungs; forcing her to breath him in and circulate his merciless presence throughout her body. The black mist that made his form constricted and bounded her own flesh; giving off the impression that she had been tied down by her own skin. Her spine arched painfully as she could feel his presence melt itself between her legs and strive off the sickly desire of her naked thighs. It coursed a shudder through her body as he forced her to give into him once more. Their encounter before had not been enough, there was always room for more- he made this appropriately known as he divulged himself into her. He was shapeless and without form, and yet she could feel him filling the empty space inside of her; she could feel her muscles giving away involuntarily as he forced himself into her. The penetration rocked her body as a harsh, cold spike seemed to nail itself into the base of her spine; feeling as though it paralyzed every nerve and working system. Her thighs shuddered as the black mist forced them further apart; giving little chance of sheltering the invisible act. Cold fingertips dug inward into her open palm as she could feel him rocking himself painfully inside of her; her hips being pulled against nothing and yet their ache only continued with every thrust inward. Every penetration was followed with a chilled shudder as he tore her open again and again. The ache of her hips subsided as the empty touch moved downward. He didn't even exist in a solid form and yet fingers peeled aside her already opened folds and scratched at the sensitive nerves that bundled together underneath the flesh. It was enough to open her stilled throat and break the heavy silence as a mixed groan left her. She could several fingers move inward to penetrate her already opened form; shuddering at the stretch of her outer muscles that almost seemed to plead for some form of mercy. Other fingers took quick possession of her clit as they tugged and seemingly strangled the sensitive organ into submission. It border-lined painfully erotic as he gave her the perfect balanced between the two; between making her want to scream in ecstasy or scream in pain. Fingertips bore into the nerves that lined her entrance as the rest of him made deep penetrations into her body; pushing the opening of her cervix till it unwantingly gave in. The mix of acts left her body cringing as it dropped what little defense it had. Her inner walls pulsed against his throbbing member as her hips shifted to loosen the tension; any short movement only seemed to increase it though as he forced her own body to turn against her. His rotting breath moved from her lungs to settle across her chest instead. The cold air tortured her soft nipples as the forgiving flesh tightened and pulled themselves together. He shouldn't even exist in anywhere else but her nightmares... A freezing touch clasped down on one of her half-erect nipples and she caught herself mentally wincing at the sensation. It felt like a flood of desperate sensations tortured the small piece of flesh; it felt like an ice cube was forcing itself harshly into the skin. She could feel movements against the nipple and felt helpless when the shapeless tongue managed to strive the flesh into a hardened perk; when the shapeless tongue managed to arouse her just inches further. The harsh suction of her breast left her heart pounding as it pushed her into an area she had no intentions of going to. He only released her when the perk itself seemed to be satisfied before the same motion continued to her neglected one. Fingertips dug more harshly into the split flesh of her palms as his fingers returned to her hips only so he could lift them and gain more control over every aspect of her body. It left her legs to seemingly dangle and yet, somewhere it felt like they had a place to cradle and lock onto. The pain of her lower body seemed to melt away into a numbing sensation that gave every thrust more of an impression, just without the actual pressure of it. She could still feel the motions of every movement but the overall sensation of it was gone. It was just his mouth on her breast now. His body seated deeply into her own, she couldn't even move without feeling him. A short, almost forced gasp that left the capture of her lips was caught against his own as she felt that same cold clasp come to her now. Invisible lips took to her own before a colder fate invaded her mouth; it was an empty, soulless taste as it only came to her tongue as stale, rotted air. And yet, she could feel him as he moved to stroke every inch inside of her. She could feel pressure as he inadvertently forced her to return the gestures. Or maybe that was her own decision to give in. Her body was already giving in; abandoning and disobeying the discipline of her mind. He was already killing her. Hips were pushed to arc even greater as she could almost feel the pressure of his body on top of her own; she didn't even know what it looked like anymore... but it was there. Her skin seemed to bleed out for him as he worked out the thick tightness of her lower abdomen; reminding her further of the unforgiving presence he was and the dominance that he took over her slender form. She rarely showed weakness anywhere, not even in the bedroom but yet... he made her submissive; he made her turn on herself; he made her into the tortured soul that his own form lusted for. He was a King... He was a God. Escape came in the form of final submission as she seemingly signed away what remained of her; her body only giving him what he already owned. A numbing release flooded itself through her veins and under her skin as she fell into the fingers and form that had worked to painfully please her. Her thighs shaking as a short, shattered pant were all that remained of the aftermath that loosened the agonizing grip on her lower abdomen. Twisting at the repercussions, she felt a cold rush blur its way through her body and burn into the lining of her stomach; melting the last ounce of strength she had held. Fingertips fell open to reveal the blood of her palm. Legs touched back to the weak mattress beneath her. Lips parted to show the last signal of strength to leave her. One last breath of air escaped with the final gasp.
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