AN: I don't own BLEACH!

WARNING: This is my Mature chapters of "Unwritten" This will contain smut and langue. If you can not handle it then please wait for my next Teen rated story. If you can handle it enjoy!

I'm back! I told you that I would be. Now this is the more Mature part of "Unwritten" that I promised you guys. I will be doing this by Picture so I may update a few chapters at a time or just one. Depends on how fast I'm writing them. I can't post these pictures cause they are too Mature for Photobucket. Sorry about that but you will have to use your imagination on this.

Also I will NOT put up with ANYONE bashing my pairings! This will be your ONLY warning cause I will hunt you down and you will NOT like what I give you in response. Yes I am very vengeful bitch and I will protect my pairings. If you don't like the pairing then please go GTFA( Go the fuck away) and Troll someone else because I troll back. You really don't want that. Now do you?

Between the Sheets

The snow fell quietly over the Seireitei as Matsumoto made her way through the ankle deep substance. She pulled her sleeping Kimono closer to her body to keep warm. The dream had been too real, and she couldn't sleep. A deep blush spread through her body as she made her way closer to Hitsugaya-Taichou's home. No one was out in the storm, which seemed to be picking up with each step she took.

Please be there!

Matsumoto reached the for the door, but withdrew her hand. She stood there starring at the door almost in a trance. The strawberry blonde grabbed for the handle slipping inside unnoticed. She made her way across the cold floor towards a sleeping Hitsugaya. Matsumoto smiled know that he was okay. She glided across the floor towards the futon and sleeping man. As she neared she grabbed for the thick blanket. Matsumoto slid down to join the sleep Taichou.

"Matsumoto?" Hitsugaya questioned, peeking one eye open.

"I couldn't sleep. I thought you might need some company," she said, giving the younger man a hug.

"Meaning you need company? What this time?" he asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"Nothing. I'm fine now," she answered as he held her body close.

"Do you need some tea?" he asked, feeling how cold her skin was.

"Fine, Taichou. Your warmth is enough," she smirked. "Although," she mused, running her hand down his bare chest. "I think apart of you maybe warmer," she winked, causing Hitsugaya to groan.

"I read body heat is the best way to warm someone up," he smirked, nipping at Matsumoto's neck.

"You too," the strawberry blonde moaned as Hitsugaya kissed his way down to her bust.

Hitsugaya flipped his curvy fukutaichou on to her back as he ran his fingers down to the tie on her kimono. Matsumoto smiled towards him as the Juban Taichou swiftly untied her kimono, dropping the silky fabric. He moved his hands under the folds of her kimono, slowly exposing her silky skin.

The cold air in the room harden her nipples as Hitsugaya pulled the fabric off. A smile crept across his face as he looked down at her exposed flesh.

"Like what you see?" she smirked, sitting up.

Hitsugaya nodded as Matsumoto tugged at his kosode. The cotton fabric dropped around Hitsugaya's waist. The strawberry blonde pouted not liking that the tie still held the piece on. A husky laugh escaped Hitsugaya's throat as Matsumoto untied the knot.

"Much better," she smirked, glancing down at his exposed belly.

The busty blonde pushed Hitsugaya on his back letting gravity pull the remainder of their clothing off. Matsumoto purred as she saw how hard her Taichou was for her. The blonde slowly licked her lips as she leaned forward.

"Want me?" she whispered against his ear.

"Always," he moaned, pulling her hips forward.

Matsumoto placed herself over his throbbing member, slowly sliding down. Her body tensed as his cock slowly stretched her. She bit the bottom of her lip as a groan escaped Hitsugaya's lips.

"Toshiro," she moaned, digging her nails into his shoulders. "I'll never get over how thick you are," she sighed, slowly rocking her hips forward.

"So tight," he moaned, meting her hips with his thrusts.

Matsumoto moaning got louder as Hitsugaya pushed hared in her. Hitsugaya growled, pulling down on Matsumoto's hips. Not this time she wasn't going to go half way on this. No more teasing. The Juban Taichou licked up Matsumoto's neck till his lips found hers. The strawberry blonde's nails dug deep into his shoulder causing the skin to break.

"There!" she moaned as Hitsugaya had found the right spot. "Right there!" she continued, arching her back.

"So beautiful," Hitsugaya sighed, trailing his hand down her spine.

Matsumoto wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing harder against his thrusts. She bit the bottom of her lip thrusting harder. He smiled slowing her rocking down. Matsumoto's eyes questioned him for a moment before she slowed her rocking down. There were rare occasions where even though the lovers started out fast, Hitsugaya would slow it down towards the end.

"Slower Rangiku," he commanded, gliding her hips down slower.

A moan escaped the strawberry blonde Fukutaichou's lips as she rode his length. She wrapped her arms around his neck bring Hitsugaya closer to her chest. He placed a small kiss on her caller bone as he flipped Matsumoto on her back. The boy genius pushed himself deeper causing the sweetest sounds to come from the woman below him.

"Hitsugaya! I'm close!" she screamed, feeling him push faster.

"Cum for me Rangiku," he huffed, looking her dead in her blue eyes.

Matsumoto arched her back feeling Hitsugaya ram deeper. Hitsugaya groaned as he came deep inside her. Matsumoto gasped arching her hips forward, and tangling her hands in his hair. The strawberry blonde gripped tighter as she met her orgasm with his.

"Oh, Taichou~!" she moaned, felling Hitsugaya lean forward on her.

"Better?" he smirked, closing his eyes.

"Yeah, think we can do this again?" she asked, playing with his sweaty hair.

"Anytime you need me," he whispered, rolling onto his back.

Matsumoto smiled as Hitsugaya curled up next to her. She couldn't sleep just yet. The strawberry blonde watched as Hitsugaya's breathing became soft again.

Don't run away on me now.