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tampered2007-01-12 08:00 pm
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When; January 11th, night
Rating; R at the minimum
Characters; Rangiku
10thdiv_haineko and Xulchilbara
revelations9x6
Summary; Rangiku's out to vent and the Red God helps.
Log;
The frustrations and anxieties of the past few days had finally gotten to her. The last straw had been Aizen's admission that he'd sent Tayuya to bug her rooms and spy on them. Her nerves had been on edge before, but after that, the tension needed a release. Without a word, she took her zanpakutou in hand and shunpyo'd off of the roof of her apartment.
The trees were silent around her, not disturbed by wind or any animals. The few that had tried to harass her met Haineko before their end. Breating a little heavy, she stood still under the canopy of leaves, her blade dripping at her side. Haineko rumbled a quiet question to her, but she ignored her. She wanted more, but she wouldn't go back too near the city. Not in the mood she was in.
Rating; R at the minimum
Characters; Rangiku
Summary; Rangiku's out to vent and the Red God helps.
Log;
The frustrations and anxieties of the past few days had finally gotten to her. The last straw had been Aizen's admission that he'd sent Tayuya to bug her rooms and spy on them. Her nerves had been on edge before, but after that, the tension needed a release. Without a word, she took her zanpakutou in hand and shunpyo'd off of the roof of her apartment.
The trees were silent around her, not disturbed by wind or any animals. The few that had tried to harass her met Haineko before their end. Breating a little heavy, she stood still under the canopy of leaves, her blade dripping at her side. Haineko rumbled a quiet question to her, but she ignored her. She wanted more, but she wouldn't go back too near the city. Not in the mood she was in.

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Needing it.
So many things rested on her choice, her whim, and for once, she was glad that the control wasn't hers.
His heat against her made her groan, and the mouth on her breast only intensified the sound. She found she wanted him to bite, to mar her skin; her vanity forgotten in a rush of heady craving.
Her free hand dropped to curl in his hair, nails set against his scalp as she held him close.
"Fucking tease," she hissed, wanting to writhe, to arch against him.