Disclaimer: Nope, not mine... although I did plead with Kubo Tite to have at least Gin he refused... said something about fangirly abuse, as if I would ever do something like that...
Warnings: Oh my... I wrote angst (is amazed by self)... well about as angsty as I get anyway
Beyond Reach
He'd kissed her; just before the Menos Grande had shot down the Negaciòn fields. A turn of the head and a pair lips brushing against her hand.
Whenever he stopped; stopped moving, working thinking; he could still feel her silken skin teasing his mouth and smell the spicy musk of her perfume. But she was beyond his reach now.
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He'd kissed her; just before the Menos Grande had shot down the Negaciòn fields. A turn of the head and a pair lips brushing against her hand.
Whenever she stopped she could feel it; that teasing touch.
So she drank, she couldn't stop drinking. She knew Hitsugaya was pretending when he talked to her like she was sober, but that was ok because she was pretending everytime she smiled.
And everytime she stopped to think, a pair of lips would slip over her skin
She wished she could have held on that little bit longer; but he was beyond her reach now.