a little drabble I came up with while working on some of the other fics I'm busy with at the moment - hope you enjoy! XD
Title: Silence
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Soi Fong and Shihoin Yoruichi mention of Urahara
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own…nothing
Skin. Inches and inches of soft, sweet scented milk flood your mind as you lay in the lukewarm spring of the cave which had been partly carved out by your own hands. There is no need to avoid her now, even more so because your missions have brought you closer to your final goal, a goal most would laugh at, but you love this place and he knows it too, he knew it when you left that night; your eyes cloudy and your shoulders slumping slightly. He must have known then too that after your return here things were going to change – again.
You grin when a stray drop traces your spine like her mouth did this morning and close your eyes at the simple sensation of your hands running through the water, fingers trailing in and out of the steaming pool. You do not stir when you hear the rustle of clothing fall to the floor, nor the soft intrusion of skin piercing the surface always so soft, quiet, and reserved in your actions. But you love that silence, adore the simple smile that plays upon her lips when you watch her sleep in those early hours of the morning.
She sinks into the warmth, leaning her head back against the rocks and sighs barely audible, but she does. There are a variety of purple and pink and brown bruises around her neck, her chest and on her upper arms…all of which you think with a smug smile, were cased by you. A chuckle escapes your lips at the tired expression she holds a Captain, not being able to move properly after just one night one eye lazily focuses on you and a crooked grin creeps over her features. You stop laughing and look at her intently, for over the years you have come to appreciate the little things, like that lazy one-eyed smile. You move towards her, leaning gently into her with your equally fragile body the exhilaration of her arms around you making you shiver slightly.
You have always considered yourself true to the nature of the animal you've chosen, like a cat your sexual nature, you appetite was quite ferocious and people saw it in the lustful gaze when you revealed yourself, but lust and playfulness held no strength against the resilient force, a fire greater than yours in those shining silver orbs. Yes, she had always been strong and now even more so especially when she had you pinned down, clutching at her, at the floor at anything as her mouth, her hands her skin, that beautiful blur of pearl and ebony crushed out all the air in your lungs for a few moments and made the world deliciously bright, wet, warm and for once silent.
Her mouth moves gently onto your shoulders, kissing and sucking gently at the tired and slowly rejuvenating muscles. Your gaze meets hers after the ministrations had stopped, that fire burning once more in her eyes.
"How long do you still need?"
You chuckle at the slight trembling in her voice and hoist yourself to sit in her lap, kissing her nose, her cheeks, her eyelids and her forehead.
"I'm all yours Captain."