So here is the latest chapter. its short. sorry but i was really having a hard time deciding where to take this plus i also run a plant nursery business and art shop with my husband so this has been kind of on the back burner leaving my mind in a puddle when it comes to this. so i think i know where this is going...well maybe. also i dont own this obviously.
The mansion was silent. Well it's usually silent but oddly so. It made her feel a little unnerved as there was no one to greet her as usual except for the sentry that was always on duty outside the manor and it wasn't even that late. Her quiet footsteps were barely audible as she made her way to her room. The soft light from the hallway made her eyes feel heavy and tired and she was. What a day indeed. She needed a bath and then she could begin to pack her things. The uneasy question of the moment was when to approach Byakuya about changing her permanent living situation
As she entered her room it still smelled faintly of rose and sandalwood. She made her way through her almost dark room to turn the light on when it was as if someone had punched her solar plexus. She wanted to vomit. These sensations had been plaguing throughout the day but this was intense and then she saw why. He was sitting there at her desk quietly hiding his riatsu and then unleashed it when she started to enter her room. She stopped and just stared at his dark figure there not knowing what to say or do. She could feel her body vibrating with nervous energy because she was so freaked out. She watched him slowly rise and walk towards her.
"This is for you a replacement because of what happened this morning. I was writing you a note. I had expected that you would have stayed in your new quarters this evening." He handed her a beautiful wooded box with floral engravings which were stained in pinks and greens and gold.
"Nii," his hand touched her mouth to stop the words from coming out. His face was stern and his eyes keenly on her lips as he lowered his hand.
It was then she noticed he was in a simple sleeping kimono and his hair flowed freely without his kensikan. She could tell he was freshly bathed because the smell of soap still lingered on his skin. Why was he this close to her? A fluttering sensation swept through her thighs and she looked away from him. It was that moment she decided to open the wooded box she had been grasping for her dear life in those few moments.
She looked up nervously, "Oh thank you for the oil." She quickly placed the beautiful box on her desk to occupy herself for a moment to adjust to his gaze.
His stare was burning her skin. She started to break out in a sweat above her brow. Her face was flush and all she wanted to do was run out of the room. She also noticed how deeply he was breathing as if he was trying to calm himself. The words came out so slowly giving his handsome face a slight look of pain.
"Ruuukiia, I want you." The slowly said words were almost a whisper and when they hit her ears she felt like her knees were going to buckle.
His large hands which were slightly calloused gently grasped her face as he bent down his mouth sideways as his lips and tongue touched hers. She stood there as still as a statue her mouth barely open as his lips and tongue touched hers. Honestly she was afraid to move, afraid this would stop, afraid this moment would disappear, or never manifest. His mouth was like a fire to her ice. She was melting and fast. She returned his tentative kiss and bit his lip. "Niiiisaaamma," she softly called out into his mouth.
The feel of the bite and the forbidden pleasure of being called brother as he kissed her were quickly undoing him. He was so hard he didn't know how he was going to hold back. The sensation of his seeping self was almost blinding and painful. With gentle ease it would seem he lowered them to her bed where he deepened his kiss as his hands reached through her hair gently pulling her head back for greater access to her mouth.
She actually looked a little bit frightened and that was turning him on immensely as well. He could not let any previous fantasies enter his mind. He knew what his intentions were when he arrived home and dismissed the front house staff for the evening. He had informed them that Rukia would be moving out to her new quarters and wanted them to help her with the transition the next morning so they could take the evening off. This was only a half truth. Ukitake had informed him of Rukia's decision earlier in the day. He knew she would return home at some point tonight where he would be waiting for her waiting to taste her lips. She had wanted him to chase her down, right? So he decided after the morning ended after his meeting with Renji she would be his and his alone but he couldn't take her just yet. There would be no fucking. He also had to figure out a way to make this work with the clan because they were constantly at his heels to remarry and remarry "a noble" this time no exceptions.
The kiss became deeper as each one sucked at the others tongue and lips. Byakuya bit her lips back. The kiss became frenzied, wet and lost its initial rhythm. His body actually started to shake while they kneeling on her bed. They parted breathing heavily due to lack of air. She started to speak and he put his fingers to her lips to quiet her. It was then she took his hand and two of his fingers into her mouth and sucked them gently twirling her tongue around them. Her face was tense with desire. He took his hand away because the thought of her tongue doing those things to other parts of his anatomy could make him lose complete control. He removed her sword and gently placed her by the side of the bed. Then he sat on the bed pulling her on to his lap straddling him. She looked startled as she could feel him. He smiled which nearly killed her.
"Rukia I want to take this as slowly as we can," he said with a voice so low and hoarse it made every part of her body tingle. She wondered how he could say this as he started a trail of kisses from her lips to the hollow of her neck. Had he no idea what he was doing to her panties?
"Then keep your kisses to my lips and not on other parts of my body. I cannot take it," her reply said in a desperate tone.
He looked at her with a cocked eyebrow. He didn't like being questioned, but he would tolerate it this time, and then began a new assault on her lips. She met his kiss with equal fury. Their hands were groping each other wildly. He pushed her back into the pillows of her bed without breaking their kiss. Her legs wrapped around his hips as they ground their covered sexes into each other as intense waves of pleasure and pain engulfed their bodies for what seemed like hours. That is when it happened. The white hot tense sensation contracting all over her body and this time she was not all by herself. She had actually had an orgasm right then and then a flash flood of tears. She was crying and she felt stupid. He sat up, held her in his arms and gently caressed her hair with his hands.
He was surprised to say the least. He knew that sound granted he had not heard it very often in these last fifty something odd years but he knew. She had come. He also knew he was responsible for the tears which ripped his heart open. It was now as clear as day. They both knew the game each was playing and it wasn't a game.
im sure there are plenty of typos so sorry about that. im sure some of you will think bya is out of character here but i dont think so especially when he decides he wants something. i tried to practice some restraint. i also hope its not so cheesy either. so let me know what you think? and be nice okay? lots of love xoME!
update i went back and tried to work some stuff out
thanks again aang fan and peepingtom!
