A/N: I felt bad for giving Hisagi such a bad rap in my Hitsu/Matsu fic, so one could say this is my way of making it up to him. Nothing fancy...just a brief moment here between the two of them.
Rangiku throws her head back in response to kisses from soft lips upon her neck and her long, golden tresses just touch the tops of her hands that brace the windowsill. The moon outside bounces off her creamy white skin and the light sheen of sweat upon it glistens, giving off an unreal, ethereal glow. Her eyes are sealed shut from pleasure, but she does not need to see his face to know he is enjoying their intimate moment as much as she is. His hands tell her everything he cannot say in words: soft touches whisper that he worships her, possessive grasps indicate his intentions to protect her, and all with a tenderness that confess that he would never hurt her- not the way Gin did.
"Shuhei…" Rangiku exhales as pressure builds up in her abdomen with every thrust. She wraps her hands around the man's neck and pulls him towards her because she needs a kiss and he obliges, because there is very little he denies her...
...Because he is grateful that it is him that she loves, and he thanks her for it every chance he gets be it in simple, public gestures such as holding doors for her and pulling her seat back in restaurants, to more intimate ones like that trick with his tongue that makes Rangiku's legs shake and lips quiver.
As she lifts herself up from her spot on the window sill, Rangiku rests her head on Shuhei's shoulder. Close to her release, her lips brush the base of his ear as she whispers "Cum with me…"
And he breathes out her name at the request because the huskiness of her voice makes him lose any control he may have had. Shuhei's arms squeeze the woman to him as his member pulses and spills into her. He slumps his head against Rangiku's shoulder, and his long, nimble fingertips against her back cause goose bumps to form on previously flat skin.
"I love you so much" He muffles into her neck, kissing softly along the tender flesh beneath his lips. She doesn't move- just clings desperately to him, her breath is ragged and her heart beats so hard it feels like it'll burst through her chest. After a brief but comfortable silence, Rangiku finds her energy and lifts her head from the crook of Shuhei's neck. He does the same, and both gaze into one another's half-lidded eyes.
"Do you think someday we'll make it to the bed?" She asks with a grin as she points to the futon in front of her. Her legs are still wrapped around his waist, not ready to break their connection just yet. Shuhei smiles into her lips as he greedily kisses Rangiku again. The man hardly ever smiles, but when he does it takes over his entire face and it is solely for her. He has what the woman likes to call "Adorability" and he blushes- blushes because no one has ever complimented him.
"It doesn't matter where we end up as long as we're together." Shuhei says breathlessly with confidence as his fingers thread gently through Rangiku's hair, and she realizes that he is right- be it on a window sill or padded futon she knows it is him she wants to be with forever.