A/N: I'd like to start off with a message. Thank you all for your support and good words towards my works. If not for the motivation you all give me, I wouldn't have as many chapters of different stories done.
Hichigo: Yeah right, you slacker.
Shinji: That's it. You're going in the bedroom with Ichigo again.
Hichigo: Wha- NOOOO! (Is thrown in the bedroom with Ichigo)
Shinji: And since he is now occupied, I'll do the disclaimer. The authoress owns nothing except for her OC, Ame, and the plot. Any other OCs that show up probably belong to Demonyokokuramafan. Rated M for sexual situations, use of alcohol, possible use of tobacco, lemon, violence and blood, and strong coarse language.
Good god, maybe I need to tone down my fanfictions…Oh well. ON WITH THE STORY!
Hurt - Chapter 3: First Time
"Ame!" Nnoitra called, approaching said female as she was walking home later that day.
Oh gods… The smaller girl thought before speaking. "Y-Yes, Nnoitra?" She asked, stopping.
"Listen, I'm sorry I hit you…and broke your hand. I just didn't like seeing you hurt. I overreacted. Let me make it up to you. You wanna come over?"
"Now?" As he nodded, she thought: Do I really wanna hear crap from Otoosama? No. "Um… Sure, just let me call Otoosama-" She started to bring out her cell phone, but the lanky boy covered her screen.
"I don't think that's a good idea. Do you really wanna hear him bitch at you?"
The sickly girl looked down. "Well, I guess not. But he'll worry."
"The way he bitches at you?"
The persimmon-drugged teenager looked at her boyfriend's hand over her cell phone. It makes sense…She thought before putting her phone away and taking Nnoitra's hand. "Alright."
The much taller boy immediately led his girlfriend down the streets, and the walk really wasn't that long. His usual smile was wider, piquing Ame's curiosity. Once they went inside, Jiruga locked the door and led her up to his room, locking that door as well. Good thing mom and dad aren't home yet. But better safe than sorry. He thought.
"Is something wrong, Nnoitra? You're locking all the doors."
Um…Shit. "Uh, well, I just wanna make sure no one hurts you after seeing you out on the street. You're gorgeous and money attracts danger, you know?" He said, failing to make eye contact with her.
Ame sighed. "True."
"Go on and sit down."
The scarred girl did as told and her boyfriend opened the rest of his usually halfway open school uniform shirt. She blushed and looked down. "So…um, what now?"
Jiruga sat down next to the ill girl and lifted her head by her chin. "Not sure. But don't look down so much, okay? I can't see your pretty little face when you do." He leaned down and touched his forehead to Ame's, causing her to blush darker.
"O-okay…" What is he doing? She wondered. She got her answer when Nnoitra pressed his lips to hers. Her blush was the darkest red in existence before she finally calmed down and returned the gesture.
The lanky boy put his arms around her and kept her as close as possible, managing to slip his tongue into her mouth. Ame wasn't used to this behavior, so she tried to pull away. Jiruga did so instead and looked at her, keeping their foreheads together. "What's wrong, babe?" He asked.
"What was that?"
The black-haired boy childishly stuck out his tongue, revealing the gothic "5" inked into it before retracting it and speaking. "My tongue, what else?"
"You've…never done that before."
"So why not now?" Ame made a surprised sound in her throat as Nnoitra molded his lips with hers and explored her mouth with his tattooed muscle. She wasn't sure what to make of this situation, but put her arms around her recently strange-behaved boyfriend's neck, pulling him closer and allowing his tongue to move farther into her mouth. She let out an involuntary, small moan into the male's mouth, which seemed to please him. As he pulled away and retracted his tongue, he received a few light kisses from his Kuchiki. "You like that, Ame? You want more?"
Hell, yes…The mentioned though inside her head, nodding against the asker's chest. "Alright, then. You asked." Lifting the head of the love-stoned Kuchiki, he breathed against her throat, earning a small whimper from her before re-inserting his tongue deep into her mouth. The oral muscles swirled around each other as Jiruga pushed Ame onto her back, trailing his fingers up and down her hip.
A popping sound and cloth sliding down her legs alarmed Ame and snapped her out of her love-drunken stupor, causing her to open her eyes and look at the boy that had her pinned down. Releasing her hold on Nnoitra's neck, she pushed him into a sitting position, sitting up herself. "What the hell are you doing?" She demanded.
"What does it look like? C'mon, don't you wanna?" He asked, putting his hands next to her hips on the bed and leaning towards her.
Shit, I knew I was in trouble! The violet-eyed girl thought as her so-called "boyfriend" pressed his chest to hers, keeping her sitting up. "Is that all you apologized to me for? So you could get me into your room and fuck me?"
"No, c'mon, babe, you know I love you." This statement seemed hypocritical as his reproductive organ imposed itself into hers. She moaned involuntarily at this action, and it only provoked him to nip at her jaw line and neck. Get off… She thought, unable to voice the words due to the pain in her heart. She was pushed onto her back, and Nnoitra bit her neck harshly when she whimpered, and licked the mark it left apologetically when she gasped from the pain it caused her.
Ame tried to push him off of her, but he was much stronger, keeping her down and moving in and out of her as he pleased. "God…damn it….Nnoitra, get off…" Her voice was broken and pleading, and tears flowed out of her eyes.
"C'mon, just play along, please?"
"Hell no! Get off!" She snapped, slapping him across his face.
Nnoitra kept his face looking in the way Ame had slapped it for a little bit before looking at her with a pitying, angry stare. "Ame, I'll ask you politely one more time." He warned, grabbing her neck and jerking her face up to his. "I love you, so play along, please?" His voice was harsh and demanding, so Ame couldn't see this as polite. And with him practically suffocating her, she definitely couldn't see it that way.
The Kuchiki girl's fingers found their way to Nnoitra's and tried to pry them off so she could breathe, but his grip proved stronger than her. "Nnoitra….please…let me go…"
The mentioned sighed, rolling his eyes. "Goddammit, Ame. You're pitiful, you know that?"
Ame held back a gasp to save her breath. He'd never said that to her. He knew how much it hurt. This isn't my Nnoitra. It can't be…can it? What did I do? She asked herself.
"Now just lie there and let me do everything, got it?" He dug his nails into the back of her neck as he let her ability to breathe come back to her. Ame listened and nodded, keeping her face looking away from him. "Good. It won't be much longer, so deal with it. After all…" As he continued his earlier "activities", he leaned down and buried his face in the Kuchiki's neck. "…you love me enough to deal with this, right?"
Yoru was right…I should've stayed away when I had the chance…As she thought this, Ame had to hold back any noises that her throat came up with. She was lost again.
A/N: GAH! BAD. I suck at sex scenes when it's not Yaoi!
Shinji: You tried.
Ame: I'm gonna kick your ass, boss. I will not let you use me in your angst and sex fanfics. Just no.
Yes you will, unless the readers agree that this sucked. Then I shall take it down.
Ame: FINE. But I'm holding you to that.
Shinji: I'm saying this because we are not allowing little Nel to see this. Read and Review.
