Author's Notes: Hello, this is it, the last chapter of 'Tainted by the past'.
It was a pure joy to write this story, and I'll surely be back with other stories once I find a proper plot. At the moment I consider writing a Rangiku x Gin (Bleach) Hei x Amber (Darker than BLACK) or Ulquiorra x Orihime Story, depending on whatever is going to appeal to me most.
I hope you enjoyed this story, and please look out for my other works once they are posted x)
Oh! And if anyone have a pairing (Prefer non yaoi/yuri pairings) they would like to see as a fanfiction, please send me a PM and I'll might consider writing a one-shot of the desired pairing ^^ I'm open to all ideas and since I have seen a lot! Of anime I probably know the pairing you're mentioning already
This chapter contains mature content
"You'll forget him… I'll show you how love is supposed to be done"
Hinamori opened her mouth to say something but closed it again quickly afterwards. Her dark eyes was staring intensely at him, as if she was trying to read his mind – but apparently unsuccessful.
He smiled silently at this, lightly brushing his hand across the top of her head, gently holding a bit of the hair between his fingers as he did so.
He never really thought about a suiting word… a suiting word for his feelings towards Hinamori.
Even though many people would call it by the simple word 'love' just as he had said earlier, he would never do so. There were so much more behind it, than the emotions and actions which involved 'love'. It was a feeling he could never describe properly or put just the right words on. It was like affection, care, warmth, put up between the feelings of worry and protectiveness. He would always feel comfortable warmth spread across his otherwise cold body when she smiled, and always feel the need to protect her, even in situations where she could make it on her own - after all, she was not quite as fragile as he usually made her look.
And even so, he constantly felt the need to hold his cold hand over her and shut off all harm towards her. He might have smothered her too much - way too much, so when the harsh realities of life appeared and she needed to fly, she couldn't. Because he was the one who cut off her wings – to protect her from the evil world she had grown blind against.
He shook the thoughts out of his head, meeting Hinamori's dark eyes as he did so. A soft smile appeared on his lips just before he leaned his head closer to hers, placing a soft kiss across her lips, refusing to explain anymore.
As Hinamori's uniform slid down her shoulders, he allowed himself to take the whole sight in for a moment – which made Hinamori blush and shift somewhat nervously. Even though half of the uniform still hung on Hinamori's hips, the sight of her upper body were enough to make him state what he already knew. Hinamori were beautiful - with or without clothing on.
Even though he had a desperate need to say 'you're beautiful', he kept himself from saying it, and instead placed his cold hands against her stomach, before once again, moving closer to her.
While he tenderly placed kisses across her jaw line and down to her throat, he felt how Hinamori began to loosen up. The stiffness was now replaced by almost curious hands, who very quickly found its way up to his white hair. The familiar noises escaped Hinamori's throat.
Oh how he had missed those sounds.
Hitsugaya surrendered completely to the moment of passion, and gently cupped Hinamori's small breasts as he continued his kisses down to her neck, sucking at the warm flesh, and leaving small traces of salvia where his tongue had been.
Since he was aware of the pressure that Hinamori felt from the wall behind her, he gently took her by the hand, and led her towards the futon she had been sleeping on earlier - keeping his intense gaze at her the whole time.
Apparently a little flushed by the whole situation, Hinamori followed him with cautious steps, and allowed him to help her down on the futon. When she was finally lying down with her hair splayed all over the white sheets, Hitsugaya took a good amount of air down to his lounges, desperately trying to control his breathing which had become rougher than usual.
He was obviously very excited by the whole situation.
Hitsugaya slowly slid a finger across Hinamori's leg and up to her thigh, making her shiver slightly. He smiled at this, and continued to let his fingers one after another slide up from her ankles and all the way up to the top of her thighs, stopping there just to tease her a little bit.
The teasing was clearly shown in the way Hinamori started to writhe when he reached the top of her thighs, urging him to continue.
Hitsugaya still smiled a bit as he met Hinamori's eyes - the teasing had been going on for too long, since the pleading filling her eyes to the breaking point.
He had never seen her like that before. He had known her for many years now, and seen her in all sorts of states. States like extreme happiness, extreme anger and extreme despair… But he had never seen her with such breathtaking lust and pleads in her eyes. It was really a new experience, which only added to his growing need for the young woman in front of him.
The fact that he was hovering over her like some sort of predator only adding to this feeling.
Hinamori had, in the meanwhile, grown impatient and therefore grabbed the collar of his uniform only to tug him down to her lips, kissing him hungry and with a passion he had never! Even once felt that fateful night he 'comforted her'.
That night was just plain sex while this was something completely different. Much more tender, much more relaxed, and filled with the love he so desperately had lacked that fateful night. His love had been shadowed by the extreme jealousy he felt towards Aizen, but that was the past now. There were no more time for the past, only time for the present and the love he had to show the inexperienced and confused Hinamori.
Hitsugaya replied her passionate kiss, by tugging lightly at her bottom lip, while he ran his fingers through her long dark hair which gave a cool and smooth feeling towards the skin of his fingers.
When Hinamori replied to his kiss by opening her mouth slightly, he took the chance at pure instinct, by slowly sliding his tongue inside. He was met by a salt and soft flavor he had never tasted before. It was very difficult to explain the sensation it brought to his whole body, but none the less he could feel how his sanity disappeared by every confirming touch he felt from her tongue. The conceived 10th squad captain was slowly giving in to one pure feeling - lust.
He listened eagerly to the small muffled moans from Hinamori, closing his eyes and concentrating on her soft skin under his.
When he slid his hands from her hair down to her breasts he could clearly feel how her chest began to rise in a more fast pace and how she once and for all didn't just tug at his clothing, but actually made an real effort to get it off.
A little unsure of how to reply to this, he reluctantly broke the kiss and helped her remove his shirt and the captain haori he wore over it. He did this in what seemed like a split second before he once again had placed himself on top of her and with hungry kisses that somehow seemed to last forever.
The loss of the haori and shirt made Hinamori explore Hitsugaya's chest with small curios hands, apparently not as nervous as he first assumed she would be.
After all he had been nothing like loving or caring last time they had let their skin touch, and he feared that it would affect the love he wanted to show her. But he was wrong. She seemed close to unaffected and for that, he admired her more than anyone.
Hitsugaya earned small anticipating pants from Hinamori when he finally stopped teasing her and slid his fingers all the way up her legs and to the lowest part of her panties, not really bothering to remove the last part of her uniform which she still wore.
Urging him to continue this, Hinamori carefully grabbed his free hand, holding it with their fingers entangled into each other. He could feel how she clutched his hand tighter when he gently rubbed the white fabric that hid her womanhood, and how she once again began to squirm a little bit.
He looked at her while continuing to do this, noticing how she had closed her eyes and gradually began to pant for air more visibly.
The fact that he was really pleasing her a lot more than he pleased himself wasn't one of his concerns. Even though the kisses they had shared were arousing, he didn't have a problem to control himself. Not this time. After all, his main quest was to please and love Hinamori in every physical way that didn't include words.
So as he did this, loving the best he was able to, he kept his eyes open to all signs of her body. How her body moved when he touched her thighs, how she threw her head back and forth when he went on with touching her between the legs, and how her breathing gradually became rougher with all of this.
Even when he finally decided to remove her panties, he still kept his teal eyes open, analyzing all the reactions her body might could give him. Was it really okay? Did she want this?
All these questions were somehow answered when she opened her dark eyes, looking at him for a long time, before she helped him remove the panties that had robbed her most of the pleasure from his hand and fingers.
Hitsugaya noticed how the blush across her cheeks became more and more visible as her panties came off, and how she had become wet down there - a sign that he in fact was pleasuring her in the right way.
"Please Hitsugaya…"
He diverted his gaze from her body, and directed it towards her face for a short moment. He refused to say anything as she verbally pleaded him to continue – after all, 'please' wasn't necessary to make him continue.
Before long he had placed his hand at her now exposed womanhood, slowly inserting a finger which made Hinamori arch her back in what seemed like a mix of pain and pleasure.
Before long the pain and uncomfortableness from the intrusion faded and she instead began to raise her voice into those soft pants that was much more worth than mere words.
Love was a weak word compared to the emotions which slowly swept over him in small waves of admiration, fascination and urges. It was too much for him to handle and before long he found himself kissing every inch of her body while he still continued to please her neither regions with his finger.
It gradually became harder and harder to contain himself. He thought it would be easy, after all this wasn't supposed to be about him, but ever since the panting and moans had filled the room and his teal eyes began to suck too much of Hinamori in, he felt how the urging crawled up his spine. His desires began to take over. She was too beautiful to not posses, to not take and to not love.
As he passionately kissed the spot between Hinamori's breasts he began to notice how she slid the rest of her uniform off and shortly afterwards began to tug at his remaining clothing too.
He was surprised that Hinamori were so impatient, but none the less he perceived it to be a positive sign.
As the rest of the clothing came off and they now were completely naked, Hitsugaya took a deep breath before once again lowering himself down to her petite body. The nakedness didn't affect him when his cold lips brushed the sensitive skin around her neck, making Hinamori shiver in delight.
Earlier, Hinamori had been the only one panting in delight, but this feeling was now transferred slow and steady to Hitsugaya as well. He was restless to take her everything, but then again felt like he wanted the moment to last forever.
As he placed his hands around her waist and pulled her closer he could feel her heart beat through her bared chest. He hoped and wished that his feelings would reach her. That her eyes once again would open, and that she would forget Aizen – even if it was just for a short period of time.
He slowly lifted his body so he sat up, while pulling Hinamori with him who seemed to understand the situation and therefore placed her head at his shoulder, and reaching around his back to find some sort of support.
"Relax…"
He whispered gently close to her neck, breaking the silence he earlier had wanted to keep. With these words he lovingly caressed her hair before sliding into her womanhood, earning a stifled sound of pain from her throat.
He knew it would hurt at first, so he tried his best to take it slow and give her time to adjust before taking it any further.
Before long Hinamori began to move a bit in his lap to gain the friction she now had become accustomed to – Urging Hitsugaya to make his move.
Moans filled the room once again mixed with the sound of their desperate kisses. Hitsugaya could feel how Hinamori gradually clutched at his back more and more as he moved into her, only adding to the pressure that was slowly building up inside him. He was going mad.
It didn't take long before he could feel Hinamori tensing further and her nails that were violently digging into the sensitive flesh on his back, making him growl from the sudden pain it brought to him.
This pain was, however, quickly replaced by an overwhelming wave of pleasure that filled his whole body and made him clung to Hinamori even more than he already did.
As they rode the rush of ecstasy off together almost inaudible words slipped from Hinamori's mouth, making Hitsugaya widen his eyes and holding his breath for a moment.
"I love you… Hitsugaya"
Author's notes: So this was the last chapter of 'Tainted by the past', I hope this story was enjoyable and that you guys will look out for my new stories once they are done. Bye for now x)