Title: Guilty
Author: Ansela Jonla
Fandom: Bleach
Rating: R
Warnings: non-explicit mentions of sex with a minor
Summary: Urahara is guilty.
Word Count: 292
Notes: Betaed by tea_fiend. Written for the springkink prompt: - Bleach; Urahara/Byakuya, guilty for wanting your hands, your mouth, your skin this much.
The cold water of the shower feels like a million tiny needles piercing my skin. My skin is red raw where I've scrubbed it, but I can still feel those hands, that mouth on me. I don't want to. What happened was wrong, and it'll never happen again.
I know this isn't true though. I've said it before. I love the way you touch me, the way your mouth feels on me, how smooth your skin is under my hands. Your moans and gasps as our sweat-slicked bodies move together echo in my mind, and my body would be reacting to the memory if the water weren't so cold.
Even though I said it's over, we both know it isn't. Maybe not tomorrow or the day after, or even the week after that, but I'll come back to you. I always come back. It's wrong, and I know I should stop before we're caught, but I'm guilty. Guilty for wanting your hands, your mouth, your skin this much. You're like a drug to me, Byakuya, and I don't think I can quit.
One day I will. Or you'll quit me. I'll become a Captain in a few days, if I pass these tests, and I'll have no time to indulge myself with your body. Your grandfather will select a suitable bride for you, and you'll forget about the man who took your innocence from you. I only hope you can forgive me when you realise how wrong my actions have been.
An image of your naked body supine on the grass flashes through my mind and I bite my lip. I'm guilty, and I hope I can one day make amends before my soul is eternally condemned to hell for what I've done to you.