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Chapter 17- I've got it
Dorioto had got me good. I was worse now than I had been after Nnoitra had punished me for loosing against someone a few months ago. At least now I was back in my own dingy little room. Nnoitra came every day in the hope that I'd got some libido back.
"You up for anythin' yet?"
"I still can't roll over; there is no way I'm doing anything with you yet."
"Fuck sake! I'm fed up! I'm fuckin bored outta ma head! What the hell am I meant to do now, just walk around all day? There ain't anyone to kill, there ain't anyone to fuck... when are ya gonna be better huh!?"
I was getting annoyed with him too. Every day, he'd come in expecting to do me, always ranting on about how horny he was and everything. What did he expect me to do about it?
"Oh for Gods' sake Nnoitra! It's only been a few weeks; can't you hold it in that long? If you want sex so badly, there are plenty of Arrancar sluts out there to fuck! Go and get another whore. I'm tired."
I scowled a little at the sting in the back of my throat, ruffled my hair about and pulled the duvet over my body again, shutting my eyes so I couldn't see Nnoitra anymore. I wanted to shut him out completely; he was driving me insane.
From what I could hear, Nnoitra hadn't moved from beside my bed. But without warning, I was whisked out of my 'bed' and flung over his shoulder. I felt a wound on my stomach open up again.
"Nnoitra-sama! Put me down! I'll die if you don't let me rest! Nnoitra... Nnoitra-sama!!!!"
He completely ignored me, walking out of my room and down the corridors. I could see the little drops of blood that had come from the wound on the floor behind Nnoitra as he strode down the freezing cold corridor.
"Nnoitra-sama please. Let me go."
"Shut up. You are always tellin' me what to do; you ain't got no authority to be doin' that! So just shut the fuck up and listen to me will ya!?"
I knew I was completely defeated already; any objections I made would be effortlessly overruled. So I flopped against his back and decided to listen to him.
"You tell me to go and find another woman to fuck right? The thing is, I already did that. I've probably done 'em all. But they are all missin' somethin' that you've got. The screamin'."
I raised an un-seen eyebrow and propped myself up on his shoulder, looking at his profile.
"Screaming? Like when I get stabbed?"
Nnoitra looked at me as if I were deranged.
"No, ya' stupid twit. God, when I get inside of you, you just scream! You're so noisy, ya' send all these little shivers up ma' spine. Your lips tremble at anythin', just one touch and you're wet. You know how to do it, you're a fuckin' pro. I can see behind your little innocent act ya' know. Even if it's genuine, you got some good shit goin' on there."
I'm a pro? What innocent act? I didn't know, but what I did know is that Nnoitra obviously didn't want to fuck anyone else. I know it's not as deep as love or anything, but he knows what he wants... and basically, I've got it. I don't know how or why but I've got it.
"So... where are you taking me?"
"Szayel's room. He's gotta have some weird magical shit to fix you, right?"
I sighed. I really didn't feel like being a test subject, especially since half my blood had already poured out on the way down. I was too busy sighing and tutting to realise that I was already in Szayel's room and Nnoitra was chatting to him.
"...got anything I can give her then? C'mon, ya' gotta have. I'm fuckin' desperate here."
Szayel ponced around his lab, picking up various bottles and beakers of strangely coloured substances and heating them up or freezing them etcetera.
"Hmm. Let me see what I've got, shall we?"
