Byakuya was pushed back a step with the force of R's body slamming into his as she locked her lips with his. Albeit shaken, he recovered quickly and pulled her closer, holding her head to his. He kissed her deeply, desire overtaking him as she responded with her tongue. He lifted her and in a second he was in her futon, on top of her, pulling away at her clothes.
He paused to gaze down at the nude woman beneath him. Her eyes were as wide as they could be, dazed and wanting. She was breathing heavily. His gaze trailed down her body, over her breasts and her stomach. Following his trail, she blushed and bit her lip, slightly embarrassed.
"I… You're b…" He sighed. What exactly should he say in these moments anyway? "It's been a while for me," he looked at her. It suddenly occurred to him that she might have been with different people in her life. She might not like what she saw. He was no longer shrouded in that expensive Kuchiki linen. He was a mere man laying with his lover. He was her equal.
R looked at the handsome man leaning on top of her. The vulnerability in his eyes, somehow, made him a thousand times more attractive. "It's been a while for me too," she whispered, as she felt his hand make its way down her tummy and lower. His eyes widened a little. It reminded her of the moment he had first seen Ichigo's hollow. "I can tell it's been a while," he smirked slightly. Not to be outdone, she blushed, reached down and put her hand on him. He sighed as he felt her warm fingers enclose him firmly. "It's been so long you are sighing at a woman's touch," she said laughingly.
He frowned at her, and she wondered if she had gone too far. This was always a sensitive topic for men. She opened her mouth to apologize, when she lost sight of him for a mere second and found him in between her legs, opening them wide with his strong hands. He looked at her with the devastating confidence he always exuded, before burying his face in her. Too proud to acquiesce, she squirmed, unable to let go or control herself from the immense pleasure he was giving her. Her hips started moving in rhythm with him, hands desperately grabbing at his hair, and she exploded, moaning and screaming, on his talented lips.
As her body writhed from the aftershock of the orgasm, he lifted himself on to his knees, never stopping touching her. "It's been so long that I made you scream in a matter of minutes." Mortified, she tried to move away from him, but she was no match for his physical strength. "It's alright to be embarrassed," he said insincerely.
"Oh god please let me go," she covered her face, feeling him take her hands away a moment later. He was on top of her, laying in position. "Byakuya san," she moaned, feeling his hand cupping her breast. "I like hearing you say my name," he put his lips on her hardened tips.
"Please," she couldn't believe she was begging him, but at this point, her control was shattered and she was the one who obviously lost to his charms.
He looked her in the eyes as he entered her, moving inside her slowly and deeply. She moaned and bit her lip as her body adjusted to him. He was frowning as he moved, going a little faster each time, gazing at how her body and her eyes responded to him. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. In return, he kissed her everywhere he could reach, happy to find that her body went crazy when he kissed her neck. She pulled him to her, wanting him deeper and deeper. He complied, smacking his body against hers. It was taking everything he had to control himself as he felt her squeezing him deep inside her. He could hold it no longer, and kissed her deep and hard as he released inside her. His passion triggering her own release, she moaned into the kiss as she scratched his back and soared.
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R hadn't been kidding when she told him it had been a while for her. As a foreigner in Japan, she had never been popular or sought after. Often, she seemed to intimidate men. After the lightning incident, this had gotten rather worse, with R just looking right into the eyes of men who approached her, and from their aura, deciding whether or not to date them. Needless to say, that took her intimidation to new heights and subsequently destroyed her love life.
Her body felt like it had caught fire, her heart was aching with desire and she was sore from Byakuya San's attention. She also felt like she could do nothing for the next 5 hours except lay there, sprawled on the futon. She turned over to the side and started feeling the beginnings of second guessing. Had she made a mistake?
Byakuya stared at the ceiling, willing words to form on it that he could say. He was completely blank and completely awkward. Either the sky or ground has to open up now, he thought to himself. Instead, he was given silence as R turned to face away from him.
He glanced at her, wondering if she was upset. Had he done well? Did she like it? It had been almost a hundred years for him. He had not touched a woman since Hisana had passed. He had had to be soft with Hisana, as she was a gentlewoman, and did not have the strength to endure strenuous bouts of lovemaking. However, they had found their own kind of pleasure in their lovemaking. In the intimacy, in the eye contact, in the tenderness they shared.
Silently sighing, he allowed his eyes to fall on the curve of her waist and hip. He had gone harder than he had ever done, and she had taken all of him in. She had wanted more. She had wantonly moaned his name as she held him to her with her legs. And he had given her what she wanted. Gladly. He blushed. It was not like him to be so sensitive about his behavior.
Before he could stop himself, he had reached over and pulled her back to him by her hip. She yelped in shock, but that turned into a gasp as she felt his hardness pressed to her bare bottom. Arching her back, she pushed into him, eliciting a moan.
"It's been so long that that's all it took for you to get hard," she panted. I win. But she wasn't smiling when he flipped her onto her knees and placed himself at her entrance. Pulling her hair slightly to get her to turn to him, he whispered in her ear, "I'm not letting you win that easily."
