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[Oct 9] [Bleach] Once Again, and Again
Title: Once Again, and Again
Day/Theme: Oct 9 / Same time, Same Place
Series: Bleach
Character/Pairing: Hollow Ichigo/Rukia
Rating: NC-17
Note: This is kind of a continuation to my other Hollow Ichigo/Rukia drabbles
It killed her.
It was killing her...
It probably would like to kill her.
She peeked over her shoulder at the white hands gripping her pale rosy skin, then up it's biceps to it's corded neck, and to it's sneering face. It's eyes caught with hers. Those black and yellow eyes glinted malevolently. It's grin, sinister and full of a cockiness and pride that most girls would be appalled at. But Rukia wasn't like most girls... only on this case. This scenario and man made it different. With this... thing... it could be a complete prick, it could snarl at her, smack her behind, and toss insults. It was fine. Having sex with this man called for some sort of punishment along with it. Something so bad shouldn't make you feel so good.
It tore her inside knowing that she was having sex with this man when she was with Ichigo.
He snickered, pushing her face forward into the building pavement. “Keep your head down and ass up like a good little bitch.”
She opened her mouth to hiss at him, but he slammed into her. Hard. She yelped out partly in surprise and part out of pain. The man ground his hips into hers, giving off an animal-like growl. She whined out in protest, but that only caused him to pound into her harder than before, roughly slamming his hips into her. She gasped for breath, eyes finally closing. She didn't know how many times she'd been here or how many times they've fucked now. It was always the same. It was always midnight... and it was always, ever since Ichigo found out, in the hollow's place in Ichigo's mind.
And it was always painful.
He spilled himself into her, roughly pulling out, she shuddered in pain and pleasure.
The hollow grinned at her. That hateful glint in his eyes sparking at her. “Tomorrow... Same time, same place right?”
She didn't say anything, but how she closed her eyes and laid her head against the pavement said it all.
They'd do it... again and again.
Day/Theme: Oct 9 / Same time, Same Place
Series: Bleach
Character/Pairing: Hollow Ichigo/Rukia
Rating: NC-17
Note: This is kind of a continuation to my other Hollow Ichigo/Rukia drabbles
It killed her.
It was killing her...
It probably would like to kill her.
She peeked over her shoulder at the white hands gripping her pale rosy skin, then up it's biceps to it's corded neck, and to it's sneering face. It's eyes caught with hers. Those black and yellow eyes glinted malevolently. It's grin, sinister and full of a cockiness and pride that most girls would be appalled at. But Rukia wasn't like most girls... only on this case. This scenario and man made it different. With this... thing... it could be a complete prick, it could snarl at her, smack her behind, and toss insults. It was fine. Having sex with this man called for some sort of punishment along with it. Something so bad shouldn't make you feel so good.
It tore her inside knowing that she was having sex with this man when she was with Ichigo.
He snickered, pushing her face forward into the building pavement. “Keep your head down and ass up like a good little bitch.”
She opened her mouth to hiss at him, but he slammed into her. Hard. She yelped out partly in surprise and part out of pain. The man ground his hips into hers, giving off an animal-like growl. She whined out in protest, but that only caused him to pound into her harder than before, roughly slamming his hips into her. She gasped for breath, eyes finally closing. She didn't know how many times she'd been here or how many times they've fucked now. It was always the same. It was always midnight... and it was always, ever since Ichigo found out, in the hollow's place in Ichigo's mind.
And it was always painful.
He spilled himself into her, roughly pulling out, she shuddered in pain and pleasure.
The hollow grinned at her. That hateful glint in his eyes sparking at her. “Tomorrow... Same time, same place right?”
She didn't say anything, but how she closed her eyes and laid her head against the pavement said it all.
They'd do it... again and again.