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Hiding From the Break of Dawn
Prologue:
His tongue traced an improvised pattern on her smooth, porcelain skin. His nose took in her sweet, addictive scent. Just her presence was enough to alert every single nerve in him.
She was almost edible.
She shuddered under his touch, her heart was racing, fear washed over her as she felt his cool lips against her skin. The pounding of her heart did nothing to make her reconsider her choice though. Kuchiki Rukia, doesn't back down from anything.
"No regrets?" He whispered into her ear in that hoarse voice that she found utterly sexy, using such a seductive tone in her present state of mind was like cornering her with no choices but one.
"Do it," she ordered in the most commanding tone she could master.
And he obeyed, slowing letting his fangs pierce her delicate skin, and taking something he had wanted ever since the first day he laid eyes on her.
She felt numb, but as quickly as it had started, she felt his lips retreat from her neck as he stood properly. Not wanting to turn around just yet, incase she caught sight of him wiping her blood off his lips, she stood as still as a statue.
Not a word came from him as he laid both his cool hands on her bare shoulders and turned her around to face him.
Violet met ocher.
Before she could study his expression, his lips came crashing down onto hers.
"Ichigo…" she moaned against his lips, as he continued to gently kiss her, he was being so careful, it was if kissing her any harder would break her.
She wanted to return the kiss, but as she learned her head forward, dizziness finally got the better of her, and her world went black.
He caught her as soon as she went limp, slipping one of his arms under her legs, the other on her back, he carried her back to his sanctuary.
After all, no matter how tranquil the park seemed, dawn was breaking.