Miila huffed, pacing in circles. "I can't believe I had a dirty dream about Nnoitra…"
You seem pretty obsessed over that. Are you sure you're not just repressing your feelings for him?
"Fuck you!!" She shouted, running away while blushing profusely.
Miila walked throughout the halls of Las Noches, her muscles tense with stress. She had been completely on edge since…that dream. And now she couldn't close her eyes without seeing his face. "I'm officially fuckin' screwed."
In her hands she held what she felt to be her complete and total demise. Simple paper was all it was. Perhaps the paper was simple, but it held nothing but bad news.
"Knock, knock…"
Goddammit. Damn it all to hell. She didn't need this right now. Fuck it, she didn't need this ever! "What do you want, Nnoitra?"
There was no need to see Nnoitra to know that his ever perverse grin grew wider than usual. "I want you to just tell me the truth. You want me, and you know it."
Taking her bottom lip between her teeth, she felt a shiver slide up her spine. More flashbacks from her dream made her stomach churn and her thighs clench. He could not be making her feel like this, she wouldn't allow it! Miila scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest, feeling her heart beat faster. "You're completely delusional. Only someone pathetic and lonely would want you."
"Oh? You know you can't deny those dreams you have about me…"
Miila gasped, a bright blush appeared on her cheeks stretching ear to ear. "Wh-what are you talking about?! I-I-I never had d-dreams about you!!"
He stared in surprise, the corners of his lips twitching upward into a grin. "Ha! I knew you had to be dreaming about me!" Nnoitra pushed her against the cold, stone wall, trailing his tongue along her exposed collarbone. Thin fingers crept along her thighs, stroking the exceptionally sensitive skin. "Are the dreams anything like this?"
A shiver ran up her spine once more. His voice was so full of raw lust; his hands were touching in all the right places, it felt so good… "Nnoitra…" It was enough to make her moan…No! She couldn't give into his perversion! Even if it did feel amazing, she needed to stop him. "Th-that's enough!!" Using all of her strength Miila punched him in the chest, sending him back far enough to give her space.
"Che. You just keep telling yourself you don't want me. I already know that you do, you just need to accept it." The annoyed expression he had turned to a look of perversion. "I'll be right there as soon as you come looking for me. And I'll rock your world."
That comment brought her body to attention. She wanted him, at least her body did. But she was smarter than that. There was no way she would ever give Nnoitra what he wanted. "Look, Aizen-sama ordered us to go to the human world. So I just wanna go, get it over with, and come home so I can go back to ignoring you."
Nnoitra huffed as he looked around boredly. "Why's he sendin' us to the human world? It's boring there." His fingers trailed down her exposed skin between her breasts down to where the material began again just below her navel. "Unless you wanna make it more interesting…"
Pushing his hand away Miila scoffed. "Just stay away from me."
"But you're makin' it so hard for me…"
The physical need within Miila was starting to win, she knew she couldn't resist much longer. "You can go deal with that yourself. I'm not talking to you until tomorrow. That's when we'll go to the human world."
His grin grew again. "I like a woman who thinks she's in control."
That was it. She wasn't going to let him bother her, he was a dick. A jerk that was so carnal and sexy…no! Bad, he was just an asshole. It didn't matter how much she wanted to feel his toned body pressed against her or his hands around her throat as he intensely held her life in his hands. "Argh!" She called, threading her fingers through her hair and pulling. "Go away, Jiruga!"
Anyone could see that the tiny seventh espada was not to be messed with, however, today it seemed that she didn't even need to be messed with to snap on whatever poor soul was in the vicinity. It was because of that reason that Palom and Porom were running through the halls of Las Noches and looking for a place to hide from their master.
"Sh-shouldn't we see Miila-sama off?" Porom whispered to his sister, peeking around the corner to see if Miila was anywhere near them. "She is supposed to be gone for a few days…"
"Are you freakin' kidding me?!" Palom retorted, pulling Porom back and shoving him against the wall so she could look him right in the eyes. "I'm gonna miss Miila-sama as much as you will, but, just in case you haven't noticed, she's acting just a bit more crazy and violent than usual. And I'm not getting killed by her!"
"Yeah, I know, but she wouldn't kill us, would she?" He inquired, freeing himself from Palom's grasps. "She's not that crazy."
The sound of violence echoed through the maze of corridors and was heard by the two childlike fracción. "Mother fucking door!! Go! Fucking! Burn! In hell!!" Banging and yelling continued to sound, profanity and hatred dripping from every word.
"I stand corrected." Porom swallowed nervously and slunk back against the wall.
Palom shifted to look around the halls again before running away from the sounds of Miila. "C'mon, dipshit, let's go! I think the safest place right now will be the suite."
"R-right…"
The two ran safely through the halls, no longer hearing the violent shouts of their master, but stopped when they found Miila outside of the suite. "Wh-wha…" Palom gasped when she saw Miila being held up and pressed against the wall of Las Noches while Nnoitra sucked and bit on her neck.
She gasped as she felt one of his teeth pierce her skin. "N-Nnoitra, let me go…"
"M-Miila-sama…" Porom stared, his eyes filling with tears. "Let Miila-sama go, Jiruga!!"
"Wait, Porom!" Palom made a move to stop her brother, but he'd already pulled out his sword and launched himself at the tall and lanky arrancar.
In one swift motion she jumped out of Nnoitra's arms, kicked him in the chest, and scooped up Porom before he got hurt. "Porom-kun! What's gotten into you?!"
Nnoitra reached to take hold of the small boy that had attempted to attack him. "Fuckin' brat, I'll show you what happens when you get in the way..."
But Miila stopped him before he could even touch Porom. "Don't you even try it…" The threatening stare she held softened as she turned her gaze to Palom and Porom. "I'm leaving now, so I want you two to stay safe, I won't be there to save you if you get into trouble." Surprisingly Nnoitra actually listened and left Miila to say her heartfelt good-byes to the two most important people in her life. "Promise me you guys will behave and be safe while I'm gone?"
The two nodded in synch with each other. "Okay, Miila-sama." Palom frowned; feeling Porom's pain she took his hand in hers.
"I don't want you to go with him, Miila-sama…" Porom mumbled, wiping the remaining tears from his eyes. "You won't be safe!"
"I'll be fine." Miila assured him in a motherly tone, soothing his feelings of unease. "I won't be gone longer than three days, and I will come back. Then I won't need to leave you again."
Porom watched as Nnoitra sneered down at him; he knew he looked like a wimp and needed to become braver. Stopping his tears he glared at the fifth espada. "Okay, Miila-sama. We'll see you when you return."
A reassuring smile was planted firmly on her features; she hugged her two underlings and left with Nnoitra. "You're turning him into a fucking pussy."
Her expression fell to a glare as she looked over at him. "Shut up. I wasn't about to let him try to fight you, especially without Palom-chan. But even if they worked together I wouldn't want them fighting you."
"How else are they gonna learn not to fuck with people stronger than them?"
Miila's expression fell further to a look of exhaustion. "They're still learning. I'm teaching them the best way that I can."
"Just leave them to me," Nnoitra grinned sadistically. "I'll teach them how to stand up for themselves."
"And what about Tesla-san? Shouldn't you be busier with your own fracción?"
Nnoitra shrugged as the two walked through the garganta. "Tesla's fine. He's learned his shit already. And if he fucks it up I ain't afraid to fuckin' let him know it."
"That kind of discipline is so barbaric though." Miila brushed some of her hair behind her ear as she looked at him. "I think that they learn better through intelligent conversation instead of physical consequences."
He scoffed and sneered down at her. "Bein' an arrancar is all about physical consequences. We exist to fight. If those brats can't fight they can't survive. Then you'll be screwed."
Wait a minute…Were they actually having a somewhat intelligent and civil conversation? And, was that last bit a sincerely concerned comment? "Uh, r-right. I guess that actually makes sense. But I also want them to know that intelligence can be a weapon as well."
"Maybe for weaklings." Though he seemed to be mocking her, he didn't act like he was actually thought she was wrong. "Your strength is your best weapon, plain and simple."
The two emerged into the human world and glanced around. "Alright, I don't feel like dealing with any idiots at the moment, so let's just keep it low key today and look around."
Nnoitra thoughtfully stared at her for an extended moment before frowning at her. "Che, whatever. I'll kill anyone who fucks with me."
"Alright, fine, I don't care, just don't start shit." Miila sighed, walking in front of him so he wouldn't notice the blush on her cheeks. Could she really have enjoyed talking to him? Did he actually have a serious and pensive side to him?
"Where're we goin' now?" Nnoitra question, lazily looking around the town they were in. "We ain't doin' shit today, right?"
"Yeah, there's a point to staying low key." She muttered, looking around the town they'd ended up in. "It's pretty busy here, so I'm gonna go find something to do."
Before Miila got very far, a hand wrapped around her wrist and pulled her into the strong body of her partner for the mission. "I know something to do…"
For the first time, Miila actually considered coming together with Nnoitra. "…Why does it always come to this?"
"You know you want it too. Just accept it." He pressed, turning her around as he lifted her up and pressed her against a wall in the alley they'd appeared in. "Why else would you react like this?" To add emphasis to his point he ran his fingers along her thighs and felt her shiver.
Still, she hesitated. "And would you stop bugging me if we did?"
He smiled perversely and nipped at her ear. "You'd be begging for more anyway…"
Fuck it. Miila dug her nails into his back as she held tightly and crashed their lips together. All her reservations had been tossed out the window; there was no turning back. This was either the dumbest decision she'd ever made, or the smartest. Either way she was going to enjoy this.
Sex time! Next chapter, Miila finally stops being a friggin' prude!
"Hey!" Miila glared. "…Shut up."
Never! Oh, and the first tell me where I got the names for Miila's fracción they'll get a shout out in the next real chapter!
