ByakuyaXOrihime
Author's Note: This is my first Bleach fic. This chapter was a little rushed and short, and leaves a lot to be uncovered, but don't worry this is not the only chapter. I tried to keep it safe.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Bleach.
In the beginning, the relationship was strange, she felt as though he merely viewed her as his mistress, even treated her like one, buying her pricey gifts from around Soul Society, but as the time went by, she knew there was something more.
The small light coming from the wall straight ahead kept her attention, it flickered on and off threatening to die out and darken the room. However, it was not enough to keep her concentration away from him for long.
He was much stronger than she thought he would be, but perhaps that was due to the frantic way he touched her, as if he had been keeping himself from this exact moment for an eternity.
A little pull here, a little kiss there.
Their first time meeting one another was going well so far; what a way to give introductions.
Inoue had a very hard time keeping up with him, but she could register through all he was doing her clothes were slightly being pulled down bit by bit.
He wasn't wasting anytime.
How did this even start? How could she possibly be allowing a man she had just met to touch her in such a way that no one ever had before? But perhaps that was exactly why, she had never been like this before, and she was at times too open to new experiences. She was curious as to how this would play out, if everything she had heard and read would be true. Not to mention, it felt really good.
He tugged at her hair every now and then, pulling her head back to get a good chance at the soft skin of her neck. This she really liked, the sensitivity of her skin, the ticklish sensation he created, it made her want more, not surprisingly; he was very handsome.
She was dependent upon him, tightly clinging to him, throughout every moment of this strange occurrence; it was her nature. Just as it was his to take charge, be in control, independent. They were complete opposites, and yet pulling at one another, trying their hardest to become as close as physically possible.
Many do believe the phrase "opposites attract".
The light on the wall extinguished. The room darkened, but quickly changed from the previous orange tint, to a beautiful display of silver streaks along the walls of the small room. Moonlight.
It had distracted her for a mere moment, but had not even caused him to think twice about what he was doing. It was strange he was the one who appreciated scenes such as these the very most. After coming back from the change in scenery, she realized they had advanced, a few items of clothing had been removed. Skin now touched in even more sensitive areas than before.
Inoue was extremely surprised by the noises she couldn't control, moans from her own self. But damn, it felt better than she had predicted. New caresses up her back and down her stomach, by calloused hands, caused her to get a little too excited, she began to move in ways alien to her mind, it was as if her body had taken over, grinding into the man on top of her.
With the speed of unsheathing a sword, nothing else stood in their way. Clothes had been scattered to all areas of the room.
She never wanted it to end.
A little confusing? Don't worry.