Chapter 7: Fire and Ice
Matsumoto felt her soul begin to suddenly ache, as if her entire body had been holding her back until this moment, and was now able to relax; just let it all go. Pushing her upper body onto her knees, she grabbed Hitsugaya behind his silvery hair and pulled herself closer to his moonlit face. His eyes wide, she could see the intensity of Hitsugaya's gaze, scanning over the details of her face and trying to absorb every bit of the moment into his consciousness. The minute sounds that had filled the office faded away until all they could hear was their combined, uneven breathing. "Rangi...ku," Hitsugaya whispered, unable to find words...just her name. Matsumoto pressed her lips against her captain's, gently stroking his hair between her fingers.
Hitsugaya hesitated, slightly in shock from the various sensations pulsing through his body. Unable to move...unsure of how to let go, Hitsugaya sat very still as Rangiku began kissing him more and more passionately, occasionally tugging on his hair as she ran her soft fingers through it. Every time a touch would graze his ear, Hitsugaya felt a sensation consume his consciousness, even making him a little dizzy. Matsumoto pulled back for just a moment, realizing that Toshiro had remained, for the most part, rigid. A small hint of confusion and slight embarrassment on her face, she tried to read her captain's stare, watching his chest rise beneath his kosode and haori. "Tai...?" she began to ask.
Before she could finish speaking, Hitsugaya had sat upright and positioned himself over Matsumoto, forcing her to lie beneath him. He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, feeling her place one hand on his cheek, the other against his chest. She could feel the chill of his cool breath on her face as they kissed, both of their expressions in a passionate cringe. Matsumoto began to occasionally bite Hitsugaya's lower lip gently as he pulled back long enough to mutter bits of her name before giving way to the moment, kissing her harder and more intensely as the two began losing more and more of their inhibitions.
Matsumoto grabbed hold of Hitsugaya's shoulders and rolled him over abruptly onto his back, watching his eyes open slowly as he regained control of his senses. Smiling gently as she looked down at her captain, Matsumoto realized there was no turning back from this point. She tied her hair back loosely and sloppily before bending down towards Hitsugaya's neck. He could feel her breath across his exposed skin as she teased him. With a sudden motion, Matsumoto giggled provocatively and bit fairly hard into the side of Hitsugaya's neck, causing him to shout out in pleasure as his entire body tensed up.
"Matsu!...*gasp!*" Hitsugaya whispered in a harsh tone as he felt his eyes roll back in ecstasy. The sensation of her biting into his skin, moving gently from one side of his neck to the other was unusually intoxicating and Toshiro could barely breathe. The perfect mixture of pain and pleasure was causing every muscle in his body to grip...then relax, invigorating and arousing him. He could feel himself further harden underneath the weight of his lieutenant who was silently pleading him to continue moaning with her hungry eyes. Matsumoto, in turn, was relentless, pulling back just enough seem like she was going to stop biting before suddenly sinking her teeth back in. Toshiro completely surrendered to the feelings she was creating, looked back up at her, daring her to keep going.
Matsumoto could feel a rhythm begin to slowly take over her body as she began pressing more and more of herself against Toshiro's body. Whimpering, she felt herself graze against Toshiro's hips; his penis, while still robed by his kosode, was getting hard, fast. As she brushed against it again, she sighed in delight as she was rewarded with sound of Hitsugaya moaning pleasurably with her. "Toshiro..." she muttered between soft gasps for air, raising her gaze toward the ceiling and closing her eyes, the room now spinning.
Toshiro looked up at Matsumoto, feeling her hips move back and forth against him. The touch alone was enough to satisfy.
Not yet Matsumoto...I want every bit of you.
Sitting slightly upright beneath her, Hitsugaya reversed their positions suddenly, softly pressing Matsumoto to the floor as he knelt over her again. Rangiku let her hair out of the loose bun she'd tied it back in. As it shone in the moonlight, a slight blush from the excitement sparkled on her pale face. Hitsugaya moved his body into position just beneath Matsumoto's kosode, gently untying the bow she kept in front of her waist. The white sash fell to the floor as Hitsugaya gently placed one hand over Matsumoto's outstretched arm, resting the other on the edge of her kosode. She looked up into the eyes of her captain, staring as he slowly unfolded the fabric from her collar, exposing her full breasts to the chill of the night as well as his spiritual pressure. As the crisp air danced across her chest, Matsumoto to let out a tiny, pleasured yelp; her nipples beginning to harden from both excitement and the cold.
Keeping one hand as support next to her, Hitsugaya let his hand graze the skin across Matsumoto's collar bone as well as up and down the length of her upper body, teasingly ignoring her two large breasts which softly moved up and down with her pleading, heavy breathing. She moaned his name at every touch, begging him without any other words to touch her even more intimately. He knew she couldn't take his teasing for much longer. Hitsugaya smiled gently, looking down upon his busty lieutenant, quivering in anticipation, "Toshiro..." Matsumoto moaned again as she felt his cold touch begin to slowly move up onto her chest.
He began caressing her breast gently, not realizing his waist had dropped just enough to allow his crotch to slightly graze Matsumoto's hips, intensifying her pleasure. Lifting his body upright, he placed his other hand on her other breast, now using both to stroke her silky skin. Every now and then, he would smirk, gently pinching her nipples between his forefingers and thumbs, watching Matsumoto's satisfied reactions. She lifted her arms, slowly pushing Hitsugaya's confident grip away from her chest long enough to look up at him. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she slipped the Haori off of his body and casually tossed it aside, watching as Hitsugaya began to undo his own kosode.
As he lifted the black fabric off his body, Matsumoto took in the sight of her captain mostly disrobed. His small figure was not without toned muscle, something normally hidden beneath the folds of his clothing. He was quite pale, as expected, but did not appear weak. She smiled up at him erotically as she placed her hands on his bare chest, slowly moving them down to his hips, grabbing a slight hold of them. Matsumoto's touch was as warm flame against Hitsugaya's skin...
More...I want more of you Matsumoto...
He lowered his head back down to Matsumoto's neck and began kissing her bare skin. Moving from the collar bone down, he kissed her softly, stopping on her breast just next to her nipple. Matsumoto had her eyes shut tight, almost panting as she tried to catch her breath. Hitsugaya whispered her name once more before pressing his lips over her erect nipple, gently sucking."Oh...god...Toshiro...yes..." Matsumoto heaved heavy, uneven breaths as Hitsugaya sucked passionately on her nipples, allowing one of his hands to caress the breast he was not attached to. His eyes closed as he moved from one to the other slowly, but at random, not allowing Rangiku to get used to the sensation. Matsumoto could feel herself begin to drip from excitement, disjointed thoughts swirling in her mind.
He's hitting every spot I know of with relative ease...I'm already quivering and...god I am so wet...and we haven't even gotten our clothes off. I can't take this much longer...I need every bit of him.
As if Hitsugaya could read her mind, he slowly released the nipple he was sucking, tugging on it slightly with his teeth before letting go of her breast. He the moved his body even lower past her waist, now positioning himself at her heels. Tugging only slightly on the fabric of her hakama, Hitsugaya stopped, propping himself back up for a moment. Matsumoto, realizing the sensations had lost their rhythm, looked up to see Toshiro staring seriously into her eyes. Finally, he spoke calmly, "Matsumoto...how far do you want me to go...?" His eyes flashed, revealing his desire.
"Please Toshiro..." Matsumoto whimpered, "Don't stop...please." Her whimpering got more intense as she softly pleaded, "I want...no,I need to feel every part of you."
As the words echoed into the corners of the darkened room, Hitsugaya slowly pulled Matsumoto's Hakama to her ankles, then discarded it with the other articles of clothing now strewn about the office. Before moving closer to her, he gazed at the full sight of his gorgeous lieutenant, now fully disrobed before him. Her sudden vulnerability had caused her to curl up slightly into a half-fetal position. Hitsugaya was lost in the immeasurable beauty before him. She was...perfect. Every curve, from her large breasts to her wonderful hips that curved nicely into her strong toned legs was reminiscent of the most beautiful of goddesses. Her skin glimmered bright in the moonlight and he couldn't just look...not for one more second.
Positioning himself back on top of her, he pulled Matsumoto out of the half-fetal and stared into her yearning eyes. Hitsugaya smirked as he placed his hand on her inner thigh, caressing her in an entirely new way, leaving Matsumoto breathless and quivering. He stroked her skin gently all the way up to her chest, and then back down to her thigh, feeling her various muscles tense up as she tried to maintain. Stopping for a second just against her thigh, Hitsugaya moved his caress across her crotch and to her clit.
Matsumoto, unprepared for the cold touch against such a sensitive area screamed in pleasure, causing Hitsugaya to pull back for a moment, making sure he hadn't somehow just hurt her. Squirming a little from the intense memory of his touch, Matsumoto managed to whisper between erotic gasps, "Please don't *gasp*...don't stop *gasp*"
Hitsugaya, now ensnared by the almost violent convulsions of Matsumoto began once again massaging her petite clit, discovering that this was clearly a pleasure point of immense energy. Unable to stop now, he placed two fingers gently at the split in Matsumoto's lips, slowly but firmly pushing them deep inside of her. A new sensation began to take over Hitsugaya as he felt the rhythmic struggles of Rangiku beneath him along with the pleasure sounds she could no longer contain. It was power. The control he had over her at that moment was intoxicating. Gently massaging her most sensitive area with one hand, and sliding his fingers in and out of her very tight, very wet pussy with the other, he felt an passionate satisfaction surge through him. Unsure of how long he could continue to only listen to her moan as she begged him to keep going, his gaze fixated on his lieutenant's face, her eyes now closing tight to feel every thrust and motion in it's purest form.
He has total control over *gasp* me. I can't...I couldn't move if I wanted to...but I can't let him *gasp* I have to regain control...
Matsumoto, after much struggling, was able to stop Toshiro for just a moment, placing one of her hands against her forehead as she tried to catch her breath. She missed the sensation of his fingers sliding in and out of her, but she wanted much more, knowing it would have only been a matter of time before she would have lost all hope of regaining control. She pushed her upper body up slowly onto the balls of her hands, her shimmering orange hair falling alongside the curvature of her chest. Looking back at her captain, she could see he was a little unsure of how to proceed; his eyes bearing the question; should I have stopped?
She smiled provocatively, looking her captain up and down as he tried to figure out what was going to happen next. Matsumoto positioned herself back on top of Hitsugaya, their delicate movements silent against the office floor. She slowly, but less carefully pulled her captain's hakama and other dressings off of his waist, leaving him lying there, completely exposed. Matsumoto blushed a bit, her eyes widening as her gaze wandered up and down her captain's body.
Wow. He's bigger than I thought he would be.
She knelt down close to his hips, resting her gaze on Hitsugaya's intense expressions. He looked as though his eyes were trying to watch for every little movement; afraid to miss even a second. Matsumoto let out a sexy giggle as her lips moved closer to Hitsugaya's erect penis. She softly blew across the tip, watching Hitsugaya's chest rise and fall more rapidly from the sensation. Before he could catch his breath, Matsumoto wrapped her lips around the tip and began slowly moving down his shaft.
"Ran...gi...ku..!" Hitsugaya exhaled, his fingernails digging even deeper into the rug beneath them. He could feel her tongue flicking across his penis as she moved up to the tip and dipping back down to the base, her teeth just slightly grazing the skin enough to cause pleasure spikes to ricochet throughout his entire body. Hitsugaya's moaning grew in intensity as he slowly surrendered to the feeling of Matsumoto sucking on him. He placed one hand on her hair, grabbing a small chunk of it and listening to Matsumoto whimper between her full mouth. Her rhythm picked up in speed as Hitsugaya's eyes began to roll back. But before he could whisper her name again, Matsumoto slowed down suddenly, Toshiro's penis sliding gently from between her lips until she released him completely. He jerked a little as she released, the cool air now dancing over his wet skin, tickling the tip.
As she lifted her upper body, staring into her captain's gaze, Matsumoto smiled sincerely. She could feel his heart beating rapidly beneath his chest, a slightly pained look across his face. She moved her hips up against his, their two aching parts touching each other. Placing a hand on Hitsugaya's cheek, she watched as he pressed his head harder into her palm, closing his eyes and cringing at the touch. She pulled her hand back towards the floor, looking directly into Hitsugaya's bursting blue eyes. He nodded gently, knowing Matsumoto had been silently asking for permission to take the final leap. She raised herself up onto her hands, her hips rising with her, positioning herself directly over Toshiro's now throbbing penis. Locking her gaze with Hitsugaya, she lowered her body until she felt him push deep inside of her.
Both Matsumoto and Hitsugaya simultaneously shouted out the moment he slid inside. Having almost collapsed on top her captain, Matsumoto was holding her upper body up by her two hands, now pressing hard against Toshiro's chest. She moved her hips up and down slowly, relishing the feeling of every inch of Toshiro sliding in and out of her trembling body. Toshiro had reached out, grabbing at her breasts as they bounced with Matsumoto's movement. Both Rangiku and Toshiro had the same look on their faces; resemblance of pain rather than the feeling of their entire souls finally releasing into one another, their bodies pressing hard against one another.
Matsumoto's whimpers grew into loud, gasping screams as Hitsugaya growled slightly, taking over the movement and now freely thrusting in and out of her. She looked down at her captain, small tears forming in the lower lids of her eyes. Rangiku was unsure of why her eyes were producing tears when she felt nothing but pleasure ripping through her body like a strong tide. Squinting, she allowed the minute drops to fall onto her captain's chest. Toshiro raised one of his hands to her face, slowing his thrusting as concern began to sink into his heart.
"What's wrong Matsumoto?" he quietly asked, wiping away the tears on her cheek. He could feel the muscles in her pussy constrict around his dick, sending a swift tingling sensation throughout his entire body.
Matsumoto smiled weakly, grasping at Toshiro's hand as he let it fall from her face. "Nothing...nothing is wrong at all...I'm just..."
Before she could finish her thought, Hitsugaya, with a hint of sadism, thrust himself hard, deeper inside her, watching Matsumoto's eyes roll back as she moaned his name. He used her moment of ecstasy to roll her over onto her back, pulling completely out and watching her eyes beg him not to stop.
Pushing his hard penis back inside, Hitsugaya could feel himself getting close. Matsumoto matched his gaze as they whimpered together, occasionally calling each others names out into the quiet night, nothing held back. Toshiro began to pull farther out before thrusting back in, deeper and deeper, at a relatively patient pace. He noticed Matsumoto's body had gone extraordinarily limp, her eyes shut tight as she murmured soft nothings. Her voice now in a lower register, she gasped between breaths trying to speak.
"To...shiro..I'm *gasp* ", she opened her eyes long enough to stare directly back into her captain's eyes, now focused on her every movement. "I can't...much longer...I *gasp* you're going to make me*gasp*!"
Hitsugaya felt Matsumoto once again tense up her lower muscles, his penis throbbing inside her. "I know...Matsumoto," Toshiro responded with labored breathing, "I want you to."
The rhythm of their love-making became disjointed as both Hitsugaya and Matsumoto became more and more consumed with the feeling of their bodies writhing so close. Their fingers dug deep into one-anothers skin in a passionate embrace. Hitsugaya pressed his lips once more against Matsumoto's, his tongue sliding in between her lips and intersecting with hers. With unmatched passion, Hitsugaya thrust harder and harder, faster and faster into Matsumoto as they kissed, Toshiro pulling back just long enough to growl and listen to Rangiku's desperate moans, now rising in intensity.
"I can't...hold back much longer...Matsumoto," he whispered into her ear between breaths and nibbling at her soft lobes.
Matsumoto in turn, returned to kissing Hitsugaya's neck, biting every time she felt herself begin to convulse from his thrusts. She gently whispered back as she tried to catch her breath.
"Please...don't hold back...I want to feel you..." she closed her eyes tight momentarily, feeling herself begin to surrender to her orgasm, "I want to feel you cum inside of me."
The soft request echoed through Hitsugaya's mind as he began losing control. Now heaving labored, quick breaths, his growling turned to soft whimpers that matched his lieutenant's. Matsumoto's entire body tensed up in one swift moment, her pussy clenching down so tight on Hitusgaya's dick he thought he might lose consciousness. Wrapping her arms and legs tightly around Toshiro's back, Matsumoto's closed her tear-filled eyes as she began gasping for air.
"Toshiro!" Matsumoto screamed in ecstasy as she felt herself orgasm, a small amount of her warm cum squirting out between the sides of her pussy and Toshiro's rock hard dick.
"Oh god...Matsumoto!" Hitsugaya shouted out as well, the sound of Rangiku's frenzied screaming ripe in his mind. Thrusting deep inside, Toshiro grew light headed as he felt his sticky, warm cum shoot deep inside her as well, then collapsed against Matsumoto's now completely limp body.
The two of them lay on top of each other, catching their breaths as they individually pondered the sensations and thoughts of what had just happened. Their bodies were speckled with beads of sweat and tiny amounts of cum as they began to slowly return to reality. Hitsugaya was the first to pull his aching body upright, glancing down at Matsumoto.
Her face was serene as she breathed in and out slowly. Tears had been flowing down her cheeks, no doubt a physical reaction to intense emotions and sensations that had been previously surging deep within her. She lay motionless on her side, Toshiro having expended every ounce of her remaining energy. The only sign of life within his lieutenant was the small rise and fall of her chest as she still continued to slightly whimper in recovery. Hitsugaya smiled, grabbing his earlier discarded haori from behind Matsumoto's head. As he lay down next to her, fitting inside the contours of her curves, he draped the haori over her body. The thick warmth of Matsumoto's embrace washed over him as she draped one of her arms onto his chest, delicately stroking him with one of her fingers.
Hitsugaya sighed with a soft smile, feeling himself beginning to surrender to sleep. "Goodnight...Matsumoto," his eyelids slowly drooping as he heard Rangiku softly reply. He exhaled deeply with the final thought before falling fast asleep, "Goodnight...my love."