A steamy yet sweet short story I came up with. And if you read this and like it as much as I do then check out Spice it up by PockyPand4. :)
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Warning: A lot of OOC. Contains mistakes that will be edited later.
Theme Song: Don't You Wanna Stay- Jason Aldean ft. Kelly Clarkson
Stay With Me (Chapter One)
Mornings are frustrating for me. I hate them with a passion. Instead of watching the sun shine through my curtains and wake up happy and ready for the day, I'd rather stay under the darkness of my thick blanket and curl up with him. But I can't because the day has ruined our relationship. It sounds funny but I am just a quick-fuck to him. I don't quite matter as much as his job does. I don't quite matter at all. This whole thing started four months ago. We were fooling around once and it got too serious and I lost my virginity to a man. I found out I was gay and honestly, attracted to Aizen. We did things in places you wouldn't think of. This was supposed to be just a sex relationship but I stupidly fell in love.
"Hey...I'm going, come lock the door" He whispered softly against my ear making my heart shiver. I rolled over to face his narrowed chocolate painted eyes.
"Get up and lock the door" He said once more as he slowly yanked my blanket off the bed.
I huffed and plopped up on my elbow. "I'm getting up" I closed my eyes for a moment before opening them again. I stared at his full profile. He stood tall and very well built with outstanding muscles. His dark wavy hair pushed back with the strand that keeps falling between his eyes which I found very sexy.
I hesitantly set my bare feet on the cold floor. My mornings are bone-shivering cold but I usually ignore it. I barely turn the heat on at night because I have him. And in the mornings? I don't really care. I pull a sheet off the bed with me wrapping it around my naked self and start out of the room door with him following.
"You're going to catch a cold soon" His voice was low and if I'm not mistaken, full of worry. Even if he wasn't and it was just my imagination I could find a little bit of happiness in it. I shrugged my shoulders in reply and opened the door for him. He stopped in front of me giving me his usual smirk.
"Don't catch a cold Gin" He said my name as if I was important to him. I shrugged in response because If I opened my mouth I was afraid I'd burst into tears.
I nodded and leaned up on my toes to kiss his lips. It was quick and I was the only one really kissing. I watched him escape through the door without another word. The cold wind entered my already freezer-like house as I shut the door and walked away. I didn't bother to lock it.
I dropped the sheet at the bathroom entrance and climbed into the shower. I turned the water on and stood under it letting it fall against my skin like sharp pins at first. I ran my fingers through my light colored hair over and over letting the water soak it. I grabbed the soap but it slipped out of my hand and fell with a thud to the tub floor. I reached down to get it, water falling over my head but my vision became cloudy and warm, salty tears leaked from my eyes. I leaned back up after grabbing the soap and placed it on the tray before leaning my head onto the wall of the shower. I pressed my cheek against the coldness and cried. Everything seemed cold.
I spent almost two hours in the shower and when I got out the skin of my fingers and feet was wrinkled and numb. I breezed through the empty hallway to my bedroom. I dropped the towel and slipped under the blanket once again. My body was praticially freezing and violently shaking but I closed my eyes and tried my best to ignore it.
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xxxxx (Hours later)
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When I woke up there was an unfamiliar heating to my room and sweat began to build up under my covers. I pushed it back and sat up rubbing my throbbing head. I flinched as it pounded with a major headache before being greeted by a familar voice.
"If I never came back would you have frozen to death?" Aizen entered my room with crossed arms and glasses upon his eyes.
"Probably" I mumbled.
"Should I come back more often?" He smirked taking his glasses off and folding them.
I truthfully answered. "Yes"
He took a seat on my bed and placed his big hands on my hips. I immediately reacted with a soft moan. He pulled me towards him and before I knew it I was lying underneath his heat. Our bodies crushed against each other in a matching movement. My arms pinned to the pillow behind my head. His hair sticking to his forehead and neck as he continued to thrust himself in and out of me. I cried in bliss when my orgasm arrived and told him I loved him but it wasn't anything new. I always said that when we had sex but little did he know it was perfectly true.
We laid without any covers against each other as the night set in. His heavy breathing against my neck and my fingers running through his hair. I couldn't dare sleep at a time like this. He was in my arms. And I could only dream of never dreaming again but to wake up to this in reality.
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xxxxx (The Next Morning)
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Once again the sun was up and morning was here. My arms were empty and so was the space on the other side of the bed. I rolled over onto my stomach with a sigh.
"I'll come by later" He entered my room picking up his glasses from the nightstand beside me. I shook my head. "Don't bother"
It was silent between us for awhile. "Then I will see you next week"
I tightened my eyes and shook my head again. "Not next week either, just don't come back at all"
I felt his hand touch my shoulder and I bolted up from the pillow pushing him away. I stumbled into the bathroom slamming the door in his face. It was done. We were through. He fucked me over too many times without even saying 'I love you', without saying anything at all. I became his fucking slut and he owned me in lewd ways. Just thinking about what...we've done makes my stomach flip.
"Open the damn door Gin" He banged loudly over and over. I kneeled down in front of the toilet seat and threw up whatever was in my stomach.
"Gin you're sick" He went on with why I should open the door.
"Yes..." i started to say but was interrupted by another gag of vomit. "Sick of you" I finished.
"You're so difficult to get through to! Open the fucking door or I'll break it down!" He yelled.
"And i will kick your sorry ass!" I shouted back wiping the spit from the side of my mouth. "Go away Aizen, leave, I don't want to see your shitty face anymore."
He didn't leave at all. I flushed the toilet and yanked the door open to face him. "You know there's a lot of one-night stand whores waiting to get smashed and I'm sure at least one of them is willing to let you do the honor but then again if they knew how selfish and dull minded you were they'd never try that shit again with anyone!" I yelled in his face before storming to the door. I opened it wide.
"Get the hell out!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I heard his footsteps softly against the floor as he approached me. He stopped near me and I just stared at the floor. He continued out the door and threw a small goodbye over his shoulder. I closed the door and leaned against it holding my hand over my mouth to stop the silent sobs.
Finally, the old me can return.
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