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When; January 21st, night
Rating; PG at least? Maybe higher?
Characters; Rangiku

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Summary; The evening after it all blows up
Log;

The night sky was clear, stars dotting the darkness like diamonds on velvet. The woman perched on a corner of the roof of the warehouse hadn't noticed such a beautiful sky, however. Rangiku was absorbed in her own thoughts... so absorbed that she hadn't even spoken to the vigilant gray cat sitting quietly next to her. Her eyes were too busy aimlessly staring out over a city that had dulled to her over the last two days.

Her robes had been left piled next to the bedside after returning from her fight with Aizen, and she hadn't bothered to put on the uniform of her office since. Instead, she was covered in a plain, heavy kimono she'd found one afternoon not too long ago. Even through the heavy material, though, her skin prickled up with the chill of the evening air.

Haineko rumbled a soft purr and turned to nuzzle at her mistress' hair, but Rangiku didn't turn into the show of affection from her partner. She remained still, staring straight ahead.

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She moaned softly as her head was pulled back; the noise growing in volume when his lips touched her skin. Suddenly shaky fingers pushed at his clothes as she tried to push even closer.

Gin trailed his hand against her leg again, this time coming out of the kimono. His hands pulled the sides of the kimono apart leaving her exposed in front, kissing her lightly on her lips again before laying back and giving her full access to his own clothing.

Her hands worked on his clothes as quickly as they could, parting enough to allow her to trail her fingers down the cool skin of his chest. "You're cold," she mumbled while her hand moved lower, rustling material as it moved.

He chuckled and responded, "there are ways t' get warm." He leaned back up and kissed her, his hands gently grasping her shoulders and slowly sliding down to cup around her breasts.

As familiar as the touch was, it never ceased to send a thrill though her. With a pleased purr, she cupped his face and deepened the kiss as she stretched over him.

Drawing a line down her stomach with his finger, Gin dropped one of his hands down and cupped it over her warmth, gently rubbing against it. The other teased her nipple, then lightly pinched it, as he continued to fondle her.

The finger along her stomach made her move, but the touches that followed made her squirm. Her lips tore away from his, giving her just enough room to pant, her breath brushing against his skin.

"... 's this a good idea, Gin?"

He stopped for a second and placed his finger against her lips, staring into her eyes and slightly nodding. Moving his hand to the side and stroking her face, he whispered, "I love you," before lightly pressing his lips against hers and pulling back. If she didn't want to continue, he wouldn't pressure her.

She wasn't really expecting him to stop. She was at war inside. She could feel each wound still covering her skin; having made the choice to allow someone other than Isane help her, but her body ached for him.

"... sorry."

He wrapped his arm around her and lightly pulled her against him, his other hand sliding out to rest on her hip. He whispered into her ear, "I won't do anythin' t' hurt you. We'll go slow until it hurts, alright?"

She settled against him, burying her face in his neck as she drew in heavy breaths. "I know you won't hurt me... " His scent was calming to her, something subtle and spicy and so familiar.

It reminded her of so many times in the past.

Keeping his arm around her to comfort her, Gin slipped his hand back between them and slowly started rubbing her again. Just because she was hurt, didn't mean he couldn't help her feel good. He turned his head and kissed down the length of her neck.

Muscles tensing a little, she drew in a harsh breath. "Gods... Gin... want this, but... " Her voice dropped off, replaced by a loud moan. Lost in the moment, her hips started to roll against him.

His fingers found their way to the lips, spreading them and circling around, teasing. Eventually he let the tip of one slip inside. He leaned his head back up towards her face, kissing up her cheek and to her ear, which he lightly bit affectionately.

Her body followed the rhythm of his fingers, hips pushing against them as she gave up trying to speak. One hand slid down his body, her fingers curling over the jut of his hip as she whined softly.

Gin turned her face towards his and kissed her, tongue anxiously trying to play with her own. He added another long finger and pushed them deep inside her, following the movements of her hips.

Her tongue curled around his as her motions sped up. The fingers on his hip tightened just before she groaned into the kiss. Without breaking stride, she ended up on her back, trying to pull him over on top of her.

Pain flared in several spots along her back when she settled on it, but she didn't care. She knew what she wanted...

Gin was more than happy to oblige, and after pulling his fingers out, rolled over on top of her, one planted beside her head, while the other dropped to entertain one of her nipples, rolling it between his fingers, before grabbing a handful and massaging her breast. Slowly gyrating his hips, his erection rubbed against the soft wet flesh below.

She grumbled and fisted her hands against the small of his back, pulling at him.

"... teasing me... 's not nice."

One hand slid from where it was perched along his back down between them, slim fingers curling around his heat.

Gin grew at her touch, becoming fully erect in her hand. Her wrapped his arms under her and sat up, pulling her on top of him in her lap, holding her just above the tip. He then lowered her down, claiming her lips and moaning into her mouth as her warmth surrounded him.

She curled her arms around his neck as she settled on him, her own moan mingling with his in the heady kiss. All the cold and the aches sharpened the passion for her, making her writhe down harder onto him.

Breaking the kiss, Gin wrapped an arm behind her and leaned her back, licking a line down to one of her nipples. He teased it with his tongue before taking it into his mouth, all the while slowly rocking his body back and forth against her.

Laid back before him, her kimono hanging lose on her arms, she gave herself to him as much as she could. She wanted to speed his rhythm, to make him breathe as hard as she was, but she knew it would happen soon enough. For the moment, she was content to ride him languidly.

Her fingers twined in his hair, pulling a little on instinct at the gentle heat surrounding her nipple.

He pulled away from the nipple, breathing heavily against her chest. His free hand skimmed across her stomach, grabbing her other breast with his hand and playing with the nipple with his thumb. He leaned her over more, pushing himself up onto his knees, and started thrusting harder and faster, as he reclaimed her nipple, flicking it with his tongue.

She rose and fell with him, her head thrown back, making her hair brushed along her lower back as they moved together. Things were speeding along now, heat spreading through her belly, centering deep inside as her heart started racing.