Warning : Character death.
Unfortunately, this isn't Little Red Pt.2
#8
''I can't anymore, my body will break….stop, aah, no, Grimm,'' My lover writhes underneath me as I trust into his heat, warmth seeping into my very bones as his red, abused lips trace my jugular while he whispers my name in broken moans. How could he ever imagine I could stop when I look into his eyes, velvety brown and see them swimming with a dark desire so deep I want to tie him up and never let him out. I lift his milky thigh up as I spread his legs wider and trust in deeper, eliciting a moan so wanton I cannot hold it in anymore and my lips find his in another heated kiss, swallowing his moans and when I part, he throws his head back, unintentionally baring the expanse of his usually spotless skin, now filled with the tingling bruises left by my lips and teeth and tongue.
''Gri—I'm close, Grimm,'' His back arches upwards and one of his arms encircle my back, nails impatiently scratching faintly at my skin while the other twists the pristine white bed sheets above his head, clutching so hard, his knuckles turn white. My hand moves over one over-sensitive nipple and he moans louder into my ear, sweet and more than desirable. My fingers envelope around his wet member and move around it as I hear my lover loose coherence and his other arm comes up to dig into my blue locks, pulling at the strands messily enough but I don't mind. My hand slides down his pale skin, soft and warm under my fingertips and I whisper into his ear, ''Ichi, come for me, come for me.''
And he does. His entire body shudders as he breaks down and builds up right in front of my very eyes, his own closing shut and muscles tensing and relaxing and lips parting in a silent scream. I come right after, how could I not, after watching something so beautifully erotic underneath me, his walls clutch around me as I come inside of him, satisfied beyond imagination and completely exhausted pleasantly.
I pull out of him and fall on my side, pulling my lover's spent body towards mine, his back against my chest. Our breaths slowly become softer and my hand finds his chest, moving along with the movement of his breath, up and down, up and down and there's a tight tug at my heart when I feel his own beat under my hand. I instinctively pull him closer and nuzzle my nose behind his ear.
''Grimm.'' Ichigo whispers and he places his smaller hand on mine.
''Hmm?''
''Grimm.'' He says again, as if stating something.
''What is it Ichigo?''
He turns around in my hold and looks into my eyes, his beautiful brown melting into me. But to my dislike, I can see flecks of pain embedded in his expressive velvety orbs.
''I love you.'' I say, meaning every word behind the sentence. ''I love you so much.'' I want to comfort him.
Ichigo smiles sadly and my heart breaks further and I was sure his was breaking too, ''I love you too.'' He whispers as he traces my cheeks with his fingers. ''Grimm, I will always love you.''
I hug him tighter, pulling his head against my chest, closer and much closer, but even that is not enough, ''I'm sorry.'' I murmur and even I'm surprised at my own words. ''I'm sorry.''
''No. Don't. You are only hurting me.'' Ichigo says looking up and he kisses my jaw, then my cheek, then my nose, then my lips.
''Anything you want,'' I say into the kiss, ''Ask me anything you want. I'll give it to you.''
Only when the words left my lips did I understand the weight behind them. Ichigo pulls back and his eyes are wide, knowing and he gulps, lower lips trembling, ''You are so cruel.'' He says, hands cupping my face, ''You are so cruel, Grimm, you know I only want one thing- one person, the one person I want so bad yet I can never have. How could you tell me something like that?'' His eyes are covered by a sheen of unshed tears and I kiss him again, pain eating away at my insides.
I'm sorry.
I pull his lower lip into my mouth and nibble on it.
I'm sorry.
My tongue grazes the roof of his mouth.
I'm sorry.
I nibble on his lips.
I'm so sorry.
''Don't give me hope.'' Ichigo whispers against my lips, lips parted as we took in each other's breaths. ''Don't give me hope, Grimm, I can't live with hope, I can't anymore.'' There's a pang in my chest. How could I ever make up to my lover?
I can only hug him tighter in our embrace and it is with so much hurt that I notice again that my lover falls asleep with my arms with tears of sadness in his eyes and I feel like the most useless trash on the face of the planet.
The morning rays of sunlight are warm on my naked skin. My eyes part as I hear my name being called in that familiar boyish tone of voice. I feel the bed on to my side but it's empty.
''Mr. Jaegerjaques. Please wake up, you have to hurry. Miss Orihime has returned.''
My eyes squint open and I see orange strands dancing in my vision. My eyes open wider, completely ignoring the words being said and my head is filled with the voice of the person. The scarce dust in the room is floating in the rays of sun and even brighter than the sun are the brown eyes staring back at me, the rays envelope my love like an ethereal halo and he looks just like that- ethereal. Like someone out of this world.
''Mr. Jaegerjaquez.'' He says and this time, the formal way with which my name was said registers and the sleep escapes me at his next words, ''Sir, your wife has returned from London. She is waiting in the dining hall.''
I get up instantly and look at Ichigo's expressionless face.
''I'll...I'll be right there.''
''Yes. I'll relay that message.'' He bows and moves to leave but I catch his wrist and pull him into my lap. I kiss him but he doesn't kiss back. When I move back, there's that sadness back on his face, his carefully woven mask cracking. ''I hate you.'' He hisses through gritted teeth. ''I hate you so fucking much. I regret the day we met.'' He says further, the expression in his eyes hard.
I only hug him to me. ''I love you.''
He clutches at my back, ''You are my boss. I'm supposed to be your assistant, not an affair. And for countless nights,'' he gasps, ''I have ignored it because I love you.''
''You know I can't part with her. Many lives are depending on out marriage.''
Ichigo nods against my neck. ''I do know. But I'm dying inside, Grimm. I'm dying every time I see her cling to your arm, every time you hug her and every time she kisses you.'' He says, voice breaking.
''I'm leaving.''
My eyes widen. And I pull back to look into his eyes. ''No.'' I shake my head, ''You aren't.''
''I am.'' He says determinedly. ''I'm leaving this behind. I don't want something which gives me more pain than happiness.''
''No!''
''It doesn't matter what you say.'' He pecks my lips. ''Either I leave, or I die in your huge mansion, surrounded with you and your wife's laughter. I choose the former.''
''Then I will die without you!''
Ichigo smiles with defeat. ''You won't.'' He says and starts to get up. ''This is my last day here.''
''Ichigo.'' He doesn't stop nor does he look back, ''Ichigo.''
''Goodbye, Grimm.''
And the door closes.
It is only after one week, that I stop leaving my room. My wife is worried as ever, she smiles at me sweetly and lovingly though, with a loving understanding but she's not Ichigo.
Two weeks later, I stop eating.
The third week, I'm diagnosed with depression.
The fourth week, I'm hallucinating about Ichigo.
The fifth week, I cut myself.
The sixth week, I'm on my death bed and I wonder if it's a hallucination when a teary eyed Ichigo comes and cups my face as his soft and warm lips kiss my dry and chapped ones as I take my last and final breath in this world.
Okay. I don't even know what this crap is. Unedited. But. For those who are anticipating it, I said I'd upload Little Red Pt.2 during last week and I broke my promise. I'm so sorry. But there's a reason for it! I'm planning on making it into a four chaptered story because the ideas keep popping into my mind. It might at least have 4 chapters. Initially, it only had Pt.2...Well. I had to give you an update since I promised something yes? I know this doesn't make up...But please bear with me lovelies.
*throws hearts at you* Thank you for being so patient! *Muwa!*
