Memory [Bleach, Byakuya/Hisana, NC-17]
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kinkfestTitle: Memory
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aliale
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: masturbation
Genre: Romance
Prompt: Bleach, Byakuya/Hisana: She was still alive to him at night
Word count: 451
Summary: Sometimes, the nights become too lonely, and his wife's memory becomes too real.
A/N: While probably not what the prompter had in mind, I still hope it’s enjoyable!
None of the elders would approve.
Just like they hadn’t years ago, when he – the one raised as the future leader of the clan, the perfect breed of the Kuchiki family – brought her home. The obedient boy suddenly became a stubborn man, and threw all the rules of the House for that small, soft being with sad eyes and shy smile.
Oh how he remembered her lips; and over a shudder, grey eyes closed.
His hand was so cold against hardened flesh.
Like everything Hisana did, her kisses were sweet and gentle, and if with time her breath became torn and ragged – it was merely the warmest puff of air against his cheek. Her lips , swollen and red, were parted and glistening in the dim light.
A grunt escaped his lips, hips buckling as Byakuya stroked himself, each pull long and hard. Fingers of his free hand dug into the fine wood of the arm rest.
Her body was soft and pliant, and it was so easy to maneuver her into any position he wanted. His cock slick with precum, Byakuya remembered how she tasted and smelled, how her fingers twined into his hair and how she writhed beneath his mouth.
The kenseikan has slipped from his head a long while ago, Hisana’s body and voice all he could think of and slowly he was losing his noble cool.
How her fingernails scratched his shoulders, dark hair spilled over his pillow and how good Byakuya-sama…! Byakuya-sama…! sounded when fell from her lips. His own head thrown back, breath hitched as he remembered how it felt to be buried ball-deep inside of her, as she clenched and shuddered around him.
And for someone so small, for someone growing weaker with her illness, Hisana still found strength to bring him closer – legs wrapped around sharp hips – to her and to his end.
He pumped faster, hand slick as it glided over veins, eyes closed tight and Byakuya was so close, so close… Her back would always arch and tense, and with a whimper meant only for him, Hisana would tumble over the edge.
She was tight, so much, and hot. And always willing, offering him the only wealth she was born with – simply herself. Hips jerked one more time, violent and quick, and Byakuya shuddered.
He came quietly, like he always did, but the wooden arm-rest splintered under his vice like grip. And like a simple man, he fought for his breath, his eyes finally opening and readjusting to the dimly lit room. The registry was still in front of him, opened on the page where the date of their marriage was written down in neat, clean penmanship.
And Hisana’s flushed face was the only thing he could see.
Author:
alialeRating: NC-17
Warnings: masturbation
Genre: Romance
Prompt: Bleach, Byakuya/Hisana: She was still alive to him at night
Word count: 451
Summary: Sometimes, the nights become too lonely, and his wife's memory becomes too real.
A/N: While probably not what the prompter had in mind, I still hope it’s enjoyable!
None of the elders would approve.
Just like they hadn’t years ago, when he – the one raised as the future leader of the clan, the perfect breed of the Kuchiki family – brought her home. The obedient boy suddenly became a stubborn man, and threw all the rules of the House for that small, soft being with sad eyes and shy smile.
Oh how he remembered her lips; and over a shudder, grey eyes closed.
His hand was so cold against hardened flesh.
Like everything Hisana did, her kisses were sweet and gentle, and if with time her breath became torn and ragged – it was merely the warmest puff of air against his cheek. Her lips , swollen and red, were parted and glistening in the dim light.
A grunt escaped his lips, hips buckling as Byakuya stroked himself, each pull long and hard. Fingers of his free hand dug into the fine wood of the arm rest.
Her body was soft and pliant, and it was so easy to maneuver her into any position he wanted. His cock slick with precum, Byakuya remembered how she tasted and smelled, how her fingers twined into his hair and how she writhed beneath his mouth.
The kenseikan has slipped from his head a long while ago, Hisana’s body and voice all he could think of and slowly he was losing his noble cool.
How her fingernails scratched his shoulders, dark hair spilled over his pillow and how good Byakuya-sama…! Byakuya-sama…! sounded when fell from her lips. His own head thrown back, breath hitched as he remembered how it felt to be buried ball-deep inside of her, as she clenched and shuddered around him.
And for someone so small, for someone growing weaker with her illness, Hisana still found strength to bring him closer – legs wrapped around sharp hips – to her and to his end.
He pumped faster, hand slick as it glided over veins, eyes closed tight and Byakuya was so close, so close… Her back would always arch and tense, and with a whimper meant only for him, Hisana would tumble over the edge.
She was tight, so much, and hot. And always willing, offering him the only wealth she was born with – simply herself. Hips jerked one more time, violent and quick, and Byakuya shuddered.
He came quietly, like he always did, but the wooden arm-rest splintered under his vice like grip. And like a simple man, he fought for his breath, his eyes finally opening and readjusting to the dimly lit room. The registry was still in front of him, opened on the page where the date of their marriage was written down in neat, clean penmanship.
And Hisana’s flushed face was the only thing he could see.
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Date: 2010-07-26 11:26 am (UTC)**claps and whistles** YAY!
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Date: 2010-07-26 11:30 am (UTC)But yaaay for me! ^^
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Date: 2010-07-26 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-07-26 06:45 pm (UTC)It proved to be more of a challenge than I first thought it would, but I'm glad it's enjoyable. Byakuya's easy to write for me, getting Hisana to show through was difficult.
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Date: 2010-07-26 06:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-26 06:45 pm (UTC)Byakuya needs more love <3
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Date: 2010-07-26 08:21 pm (UTC)well, ug... I still hope you enjoyed ^^'
This just came out on its own.