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Delicious Mistake	By : TheresMoneyInThis Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 1805 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He had only witnessed her a few, rare times in battle- he could probably count the number of times on one hand.

And yet, he considered himself to be an admirer. Her frame was slender, fitted and while rather lacking in any specific curves, still held an athletic appeal to it. But it was her fiery personality that had been rather easy to spark as of lately that really drew him in. Despite the fragile appearance she first gave off, one wrong move, one wrong word could set her off into a full display of hidden power; revealing so many wells of untapped anger that had been pushed down again and again until they reached full eruption.

But she was considered to be Lord Aizen's property and they were refused permission to even get near her.

The latest conflict gave them a tremendous opening though and... she was captured- although she managed to severely injury some of their members in the conflict.

So much uncontrollable power.

Even then, they were told to leave her be- that only Lord Aizen was allowed to be near her. But... Lord Aizen wasn't present and had passed down the responsibility to his Espada, Nnoitra. However, a recent call to arms had most of their leading Espadas out on the field once more... leaving her in his care. It was difficult to keep his demeanor from slipping, knowing well that if something happened between the two of them and if someone found it out... they would both be punished.

But it was so difficult and only became increasingly difficult with each passing hour.

He eventually managed to gain her trust though- if that was what one could call it. She seemed pleased to have someone to talk to, even if it was just him and even if he was an Arrancar as well. She had made a remark about the fresh cuts on the right portion of his face, the deep gashes just barely missing his only eye, and he realized that she had to have witnessed the minor disagreement between he and his Espada earlier. He was lucky to only have been served these gashes as punishment... she seemed to pick up on that. She seemed surprised to find out that their kind could turn so quickly on each other; he told her it was a natural occurrence, nothing new for them.

It was gradual, slowly churning, before he managed to secure just a kiss from her.

It didn't take long for it to continue and he found her taste, the movement of her tongue and the warmth of her mouth to be all addicting in their own right. A second embrace gave into a third and then a fourth and then he was pushing her to the floor; his body covering her own as she moaned quietly beneath his weight. He would've loved to feel the cut and drag of her fingertips against his back, but the ropes that continued to bound her wrists were strictly ordered to stay on; there would be no excuse for their removal and he wasn't stupid enough to test that order.

Fingers loosened the white sash around her waist as he tugged her loosely-fitted pants off of her slender hips. His fingers were curled in the thin material as he pulled them down around her warm thighs, feeling the flushed heat of her skin against his own.

"Ah... wait..."

Her brief words of objections stumbled and became lost as he pressed his lips to the lower curve of her abdomen and gradually moved downward. His fingers abandoned the loose pants around her knees and moved to remove her underwear next. He had to lift her hips to pull the black material away and felt the way she trembled slightly at their removal.

It was the press of his lips against the warm center between her legs that finally turned her loose objections into approving moans once more. His hands held her hips still as she squirmed underneath him, the slow stroking of his tongue against her half aroused clit drove her to twist slightly in his hold. It didn't take long before he could taste the hint of her bittersweet fluid as it slowly escaped her body pearl by clear, dripping pearl. Her voice hitched into a higher octave as he moved to trap the organ between his lips and suckled lightly on the hardened flesh. Her hips jerked in his hold and he felt the way she pressed them up against him now, eager and willing for him to continue; her reluctant mind taken over by the rot of ecstasy.

The tip of his tongue slid down against the soft crevice between her folds before he gingerly pushed them aside; allowing his tongue to stroke her wet entrance. She was between gasping and whimpering as he slid his tongue inside of her, feeling the warm embrace of her muscles and tasting that bittersweet fluid again. Her hips were becoming increasingly difficult to control as his own actions only furthered her struggle; her hips arched as her upper body twisted in reaction. That soft voice giving into short moans that followed every stroke of his tongue as it moved inside of her. Her dark eyes were winched shut, her pale, thin lips opened in an attempt to moan and breathe at once. Her struggle only pressed his actions further as he only wished to see just how far he could push her; to see how long it would take for him to please her.

She gave a disappointing moan when he pulled away, not yet finished with pleasing her.

His fingers moved to pull the front of her uniform away to reveal her slim upper body; showing off the form of her narrow shoulders, the subtle shape of her collarbones, the soft curves of her small breasts, and the firm dip of her stomach. He grasped lightly at the soft material of her bra and slowly unclipped the front portion of it- allowing for the thicker material to collapse to her sides.

Her bare breast fit subtly in the palm of his hand as he slowly stroked the flat of his thumb over her half-hardened nipple, watching the way the tan perk fell completely to every touch as he rotated it softly beneath him. Every heavy breath lifted her chest and forced her breasts to perhaps bounce a little more than she wanted, but it gave him a sight he had earned for the time being.

His hands moved to fully remove her pants and underwear from where they had became entangled around her calves and he carefully tossed them aside. Grasping her by the knees, he lifted her legs up and propped them against his broad shoulders before fingers moved to loosen his own clothing. Pulling away at his own sash, he tugged aside his pants and felt the immediate sense of relief as his fully, hardened cock was released from the tight confines.

The flat of his thumbs traced the outer shape of her folds, feeling the warm, trembling flesh, before he lightly hooked the digits to the soft inside. Gradually pulling the flesh aside, he let his sight drift over her flushed organs and the tight muscles of her entrance.

He was certain they were both trembling as he moved his body forward and carefully pressed the rounded head of his cock between her folds; feeling the warmth of her fluids as they carefully mixed with his own. Pinning her folds back further, he firmly pressed himself against her entrance before he slid himself through the tight, muscular ring; enticed by the way they gave away easily beneath his force. She gasped softly at the penetration and tilted her head back as he continued to move inside of her.

Her tightness was intoxicating around him and he found himself almost panting at the sensation of her muscles squeezing him. Moving his hands to her narrow hips once more, he held them firmly as he pushed forward into her warm body; feeling the way her legs tightened against his shoulder and slowly seemed to arch him forward.

With a continuous push, he felt an overwhelming sense of heat as he finally filled her; once more enticed by the sight of his waist tightly pressed between her thighs; his cock firmly planted inside of her body. He held the position to savor the moment, to savor the heat and pressure of her body before he slowly pulled away. A low moan escaped her as he drew away completely, watching as a thick string of fluid strung itself between his cock and her entrance. Tugging on her hips, he lifted them and pulled them towards him; watching as her body gave away beneath him once more. But he kept his movements shorter this time, entering her only with a few inches before he pulled loose, only to repeat the motion. The shallow thrust seemed to frustrate her as she pressed her hips against him in an attempt to further his penetration. But, as difficult as it was, he kept his steady method, watching again and again how her body opened up to him; how it submitted to his actions.

Pushing her body to the floor once more, he moved to brace his hands against the space next to her and buried himself into her once more; forcing her thighs to open up around his hips. The sudden act forced a sharp gasp from her lips as her back arched upward immediately. But it didn't take her long to recover and he felt her begin to move against him all over again. With every heavy thrust he gave, she countered him with her hips; drawing him in deeper and quicker with each continuous thrust. The slickness of her body gave into fluid movements as her hips arched into him; her muscles tightening with every deep penetration that stroked that pleasuring crevice inside of her.

Sliding his hands against the floor, he came close to pressing his chest into her own as he entered her again and again. She groaned slightly at the sudden angle her legs were forced at, testing her sense of flexibility, before she settled into the position. Her lips managed to catch his own and felt that fire tongue of hers make easy work of his own lips as she forced herself into his mouth. Giving in, he closed the space between them and firmly pressed his body against her own, feeling how her hips rolled upward at the movement; pinning themselves underneath him.

Between every thrust and every lust-laden kiss, he could hear her husky, rushed voice.

Faster, faster.

Oh Gods... keep moving, harder.

Make me scream, hurt me.

She was driving him insane and he was enjoying every minute of it.

He wanted to kiss and suckle at her neck; he wanted to leave piercing red marks all over her body. He wanted to mark his territory over her breasts, on the inside of her thighs, across her neck, take her by the lips and make them bleed from the contact. But it was increasingly difficult to hold himself back, to remember that this was, by all means, breaking one of the most important orders he had been given.

And yet, for once, he didn't care; he didn't even question himself.

The warm pull of her body, the aching caress of her tongue... nothing could make him turn away.

His body ached from every forceful thrust, from the heavy brace of his arms against the floor, the pressure of his lips and tongue against her own; his stomach twisted and his chest hurt between every harsh gasp for air.

His hips bucked into her once more, stroking that pleasure spot and the subtle opening of her cervix before he buckled underneath his release. A muffled moan vibrated in the back of his throat as he felt the hot fluid rush into her own tightening body, escaping into her fertile womb and filling it. She seemed to hiss slightly at the warm liquid and arched her hips into the motion, her shoulders pushing into the floor with enough force to lift her back.

Fingers moved to slide into the thin space between them and pushed between her opened folds once again. He grasped easily to her still hardened clit and carefully stroked it as he continued to move inside of her. The movement caught her by surprise and she gasped lightly at it before easily falling to his spell once again. Her hips lifted and moved with the rhythm of his fingers now as her lips gave into needy moans.

Carefully withdrawing his cock, he pressed his fingers inside of her and moved to stroke that subtle crevice all over again. Her body arched and ached with the motion, prompting him to continue it again and again until she showed signs of release. Legs continued to tighten against him as her hips pressed firmly to his digits, her tightening muscles drawing them in and holding them.

A carefully voiced cry escaped from her red lips as her hips buckled down and her body trembled as it reached its own release. He felt the warm flow of liquid surround his fingers and watched briefly as the clear fluid pushed between her folds and slowly dripped to the floor below.

Her skin was flushed red and covered in a layer of sweat as it beaded around her forehead and damped her loose bangs.

Her chest continued to pop as she struggled to continue her breathing, drawing in large gasps of air to settle the ache of her lungs.

Slowly pushing himself away, he moved her legs back to the floor and watched as she simply let them fall aside. She was dripping with a careful mix of her fluids and his own; her entrance slightly swollen from the rough penetrations.

He couldn't leave her in such a mess though and yet, he didn't immediately want to change this scene. He had essentially signed his own possible death certificate with this action... he might as well enjoy it while his life still permitted it.

She groaned lightly as she gave into a brief stretch, finally forcing herself to move to get rid of the small cramp in her back. Her body still ached and she was vaguely throbbing down below, but... her muscles finally relaxed and the slight buzzing in the back of her head had settled down enough to hold a thought. Rolling her eyes open, she had to blink a few times to get her vision cleared before she looked up to the man above her. Near pristine blonde hair was raggedly cut towards the bottom of his ears, partly framing his slender face. A black eyepatch was strung across his face, covering his right eye- or at least what might've been left of it maybe. A rather chilling hollow piece hung across his forehead; unlike most of the others, his piece had teeth clearly carved into it, resembling what could've been the lower jaw of some... thing.

He hesitated as her eyes laid claim to his own; his mouth suddenly running dry.

"I... apologize for my actions."

He was actually... apologizing? That rather headstrong, forward attitude from before was suddenly banished beneath a more stoic expression. His fingers were curled against the floor beneath them, the only other physical hint of his shifted stance.

She didn't really know why she even let him kiss her in the first place, but she did... and then she let him continue on and that... that was... mind-blowing. Chuckling weakly to herself, she shifted her shoulders to try and ease the pressure off her still bound hands underneath her. "Not exactly how I expected my captivity to start..." she remarked, pausing slightly to catch her breath again. "There's plenty to complain about, but this... this isn't one of them."
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