213A/N: Hello Everyone!
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Here's a short drabble-ish that randomly came to mind. I suggest Halsey's album, Badlands, especially "Hold Me Down" as background music.
To the Guest reviewer, Kisame, who said "bitch you stole the part from Aizen down to Ichigo saying he will protect Orihime. I looked up on here and saw an exact story with those words" -
First off, that language abuse is unwarranted and unnecessary. Please control yourself on a public platform. Did you check who the author of the other story was? If you saw another story on here with the exact same material, that's not because I "stole" it, but because it's mine. I expanded Chapter 20 of this collection to a full-length story. So the author is me, Renji4eva. If you see the same story and it's not mine, it's stolen and if you would be so kind, let me know about it.
Disclaimer: Bleach = Not mine.
Enjoy!
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Chapter – 31
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'There you are.'
His eyes glint as a cruel smirk stretches those sinful lips. Every syllable drips with dark promises. Her breath almost refuses to be released from her chest, but she answers in pure defiance.
'I came as soon as I could.'
'That's not good enough and you know it.'
She can't argue. Not with him.
Her anklets make her footsteps echo over the white marble as she walks over. He is leisurely seated atop the black satin that covers a massive throne. His easy nonchalance is indecent, but not as much as the way his gaze slithers from her eyes and down the lines of the silky lilac dress that is draped over her frame.
'What do you want?' she asks, her voice heavy with the usual hesitance and contrasting determination.
"What do you think?" his golden irises ask silently and that's all the answer she needs.
Her fingers slowly smooth over his face to tangle in his hair as his husky chuckle, suffused to saturation with the arrogant satisfaction of having gotten his way once more lightly reverberates in her ear.
Or so he thinks.
Her lips press softly against his, denying him the roughness he had anticipated and she can feel in her bones the low growl that rises in the back of his throat.
She continues, unrelenting, until he breaks away and gasps. His hot breath brushes against her neck and she pulls back, hands cupping his face. Her heart threatens to burst at the sight of the bold amber that drives away the offending golden to take over his eyes. His smirk morphs to a broken smile as wetness that he can't force away leaks down his face.
His arms twist around her delicate waist to crush her to his chest. Her sobs come unbidden and she kisses him desperately, giving each touch her all. She's so afraid that the devil in him will snatch him away soon and she clutches his shirt to the point that her knuckles are white from the pressure.
'Some more time.' Her mind begs.
Some more.
Some –
'I love you.' He says against her lips.
She tries to swallow her sobs.
'I –'
'I – I l-love – '
'I – love y-you.'
The color bleaches from those beautiful brown eyes and the gold returns.
'That's enough of that.' He bites out harshly.
She's beyond caring as she turns away from him.
Only he isn't having any of it and his hand grips her wrist in a punishing grasp, pulling her back to face him. She is unfazed.
She has to be. She's sold her soul to the devil.
And she'd do it a million times again.
For him.
All for him.
All for Ichigo.
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A/N: Tada! There it is. Hope you liked it! Lemme know your thoughts and please review!