Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Redemption ❯ The Temptation ( Chapter 5 )

He froze and stared at her in disbelief, "what?"

She looked away from his powerful gaze, "he was killed by a hollow…that I let kill him. I stood by and let it rip him apart."

"Why were you not executed for such a thing?" He asked letting her wrists go and staring intensely at her.

"I still don't know to this day, the king would not allow it for whatever reason and then I climbed the ranks to high general and ladyship." He stiffened.

"Former high general." She quickly added. "I've been retired for sometime." He relaxed a bit, "so do you always attack noblewomen?"

"Only those who attack me first." She narrowed her eyes and hit his chest. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her down again. "You are so defiant." She smiled and wriggled, trying to free herself from his firm grip. The man growl as she pressed her body against his in her attempts for freedom. His arousal became more obvious to her and she could hold back a smug smile.

"Byakuya," she said in a light yet warning tone.

"Do you remember yet?" He asked deeply.

"Remember?" She looked at him puzzled and he answered her with a searing kiss. His body grinded into her and a wave of pleasure washed over her. There was no doubt in her mind that she wanted this man, badly, but at the same time, she didn't know if it was right.

He pulled back and looked into her lust-filled eyes, there was no doubt in his mind who she was, and he remembered it as if it were yesterday. She bit her bottom lip and he couldn't think straight anymore. Their kiss was fierce and strong like their personalities. She pulled back his kimono and marveled in the tingly sensations his skin left in her fingertips. He pressed his body against hers, as he demanded more of her taste, and began to undo her kimono. The bruising kiss was finally broken as he revealed her shoulder and began tasting it instead.

She moaned as he massaged her breast, "Byakuya," her breath caught as he pulled back the material and continued to touch her, "we should stop."

"Why?" He panted against her cheek, "you seem to like it," he kissed down her jaw line to her neck and she nearly lost consciousness, it felt as if he made her blood run backwards.

"Because." Her voice caught in her throat when he slipped his hand between her legs and played with her womanhood. She flushed at the intimate touch and arched toward him. "Byakuya," she moaned as he rubbed her, which seemed to spur him on when that was the last thing she intended. "Stop," she shivered and he revealed her other shoulder. He growled against her neck, "Byakuya, we have to stop," she sucked in a breath and clutched his shoulder as he sank a finger inside her. He pulled at her kimono and licked her newly exposed breast as her arousal dripped down his stroking finger and over his knuckle.

Finally, she found the strength to shove him off when he attempted to place another in her. He rolled onto his back as she rounded his desk, pulling her kimono closed. He looked at his glistening fingers as she panted. "I don't understand." He said sitting up.

"You don't have to, we just shouldn't." She began pulling her kimono closed when he rounded the desk. "Byakuya?" He pushed her onto his desk and kissed her passionately. Against her will, she responded and nearly whimpered when he pulled back.

"You don't resist well." Byakuya dipped his head for another kiss when she pulled away but he wouldn't let go. "Why are you doing this to me?" Shock stretched out across her face. "Why do you insist on torturing me?"

"Torturing you?"

In the living world, Rukia laughed at the joke told at Ichigo's expense by the Quincy. "Am not!" He retorted and curled his lip. Before it blew up into a full-blown fight Rukia pulled the orange-haired kid out of the classroom and up to the roof.

"Geez Ichigo don't you have any self restraint?" She eyed him from the side as she finished her criticism. He snorted at her, "you know," she paused and looked sadly out over the town, "I wonder why Lady Kikyo's powers are sealed completely here."

He looked at her and than out at the city, "I don't know, maybe as punishment." She looked at him as if he was crazy. "Or not!" He held up his hands in front of himself with a nervous look, "it's probably for a good reason though."

"I guess," she said quietly. "Ichigo?"

"Yeah?"

"What do you think of her?"

"Well she kinda looks like you." Rukia blinked and looked up at him.

"Me?"

"Yeah, the eyes, the mouth, even the shape of her face, I think the only thing that's really different is she has long hair like Inoue." She looked surprised and then turned back to staring at the city.

"Looks like me…"

"Yes" She was shocked, "torture." He kissed her deeply again and pushed her down, covering her with his body again.

"No," she murmured against his lips.

"Give me a good reason," he demanded after pulling back.

"Byakuya please," the captain leaned down and began kissing her neck, "no, stop."

"Why?" She closed her eyes as she felt his hot breath fan her tingling flesh.

"Because…Hisana was my sister." She whispered.