Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Seireitei Monogatari ❯ The Taste of Sin ( Chapter 88 )

Title: The Taste of Sin

Pairings: Gin/Toushirou

Rating: T

Warning: Implied Yaoi

Words: 523

Description: He's never been afraid of heights, of the edge, and isn't about to start now.

Dedication: For Animelover143, who wanted a Gin/Toushirou.

 

 

He likens their relationship to standing on a cliff. It's dangerous, but there is exhilaration in standing on the edge. Looking down into the dark depths from a great height makes his heart pound with excitement. He can't help but toe the line and walk the edge, waiting to see how far he can push before falling and becoming a messy splatter on the ground.

 

There's something wrong in being attracted to the boy. He really is young, despite how old he tries to pretend to be. He is innocent and naïve yet steeped in battle and blood. He is strong, a god incarnate as many claim. And yet, so very fragile and needy. To Gin, he is beautiful, even when he frowns, his face pinched with his displeasure and annoyance.

 

Gin can't help but love that dichotomy.

 

Just like a cliff with its allure of danger, Gin is drawn to Toushirou. He can't help but want to touch the boy, to press his thin fingers into that pale skin. He loves the sound of Toushirou saying his name and in a voice that blends need and fear and indignation. He loves to watch his flesh turn colors, faint pinks and reds. He can't help but admire each impression of teeth he leaves behind.

 

He loves the double sin in craving this boy, the two stigmas in their relationship. Both are men. Toushirou is young. It is those immoralities that make his heart throb with interest. It is so wrong, and he loves it. He craves it and bathes in it. Like the fresh scent of blood on a battlefield or the heady taste of power and bursts of reiatsu. So crisp and clear.

 

He has always been one to tread the line, to walk the edge. He stands on the precipice and gazes down, measures how far it is to the deep. He wonders if he will be pushed, or if he will fall of his own choice.

 

He knows that no matter how it ends it will be worth it. For the taste of Toushirou on his lips, fresh and sweet, like the flavor of innocence. For the sound of the boy-captain's cries in his ears, both those of pleasure and his sarcastic barbs. For the feel of chilly reiatsu pushing at his skin whenever Toushirou is annoyed. For the knowledge that everything reflecting in Toushirou's eyes, the understanding of lusts and power and emotions are all due to his teachings.

 

Yes, Gin thinks it will all be worth it in the end. Will be worth the reckless balancing on the edge. Toushirou is rare and unusual, is strong and weak, is everything that captures a man like Gin.

 

And he can't help but sin just a bit more. Hell, it's not as if he's ever been particularly angelic in the first place.

 

What's one more misdeed to add to the list?

 

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