Storytime now is different from Storytime then...
Title: Storytime
Author: Saintalecto
Dedicated to CCCPirate
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Stark and Lillynet
Storyline
“Tell me about when I was born.”
“Oh please, Viejo!”
Lillynet is sitting on her Arrancar’s chest and is fiddling with his ruffled collar.
“Viejo?”
She bounces up and down and pushes her rosebud lips into a perfect pout.
“Viejo, viejo, Viejo.”
“I don’t look so old, do I?”
The Numbered Arrancar Stark sits up, his little adjunct tumbles off of his broad chest landing in a heap on the pillows. He glances at himself in the full length mirror across the room and runs a hand through his hair. Lillynet kicks at him from where she lay.
“Tell me,” she whines.
The Arrancar sighs, “I’ve told you a million times.”
“I want to hear it again.”
She has tangled her legs around his arm and begins to shake him as ferociously as her tiny self can manage.
“Stop that,” he says gently, untangling himself.
“But…”
“It’s time for bed.”
The little girl is horrified and sits up suddenly.
“Bed!” she squeals, “I don’t want to go to bed.”
Stark pretends he doesn’t hear her and stands up, stretching.
“I want to go see Gin-sama!” The little girl throws herself down on the plush throw pillows and makes her body go ridged, “He promised me a melon-bun.”
“A melon-bun?”
“A melon-bun.” She frowns at Stark who nudges her with his toe, “He said, before he was a captain in Soul Society he used to have them all the time in the human world.”
“Now I think you are telling me a story.”
“No! It’s not a story! He promised! I have to go to him. Now!” Lillynet was shouting now and her airy voice echoing throughout the quarters.
“Lilly-chan,” Stark began as he scoops her up, “Lilly-chan,”
But the small Espada was in hysterics now.
“Viejo, he promised! I don’t want to go to bed now!”
She tugged on his beard and pulled his hair, but he held her firm and walked resolutely over to her tiny princess bed.
She decided to try a different tactic and snuggled into his neck sobbing,
“Mi cariño,” he cooed into the top of her head, “Mi cariño, we have time for all of that tomorrow, but right now la luna is calling you.”
Her sobs quieted as he laid her on her pillow. He took off her socks and headband and unbuttoned her dress. She wiggles out of it and yawns.
“I’m really not sleepy.”
“Of course not.”
Stark pulls the covers up to her chin and she stubbornly pushes them down again and folds her arms over the blankets.
“You’ll catch a cold, Lilly-chan.”
“Tell me the story.”
“And then you’ll cover up right?”
She yawns again and does not notice that he has pulled the soft down comforter up to her chin again.
He leans down to kiss her lightly on her rosy check.
She gives a sleepy smile, “Viejo,” She sighs
Once upon a time, he says…
“Oh, that story again?”
“Yes.”
“Oh please, Stark. I’m trying to sleep.”
Lillynet has thrown her arm over her Arrancar’s chest and closes her eyes again.
“Stark?”
“Stark, Stark-sama, whatever you prefer.”
“You used to call me Viejo.”
“I’m trying to sleep.”
“You used to love that story.”
She sighs and rolls over squeezing her eyes shut tighter, “I’ve heard it a million times.”
“So?” Stark says running his hand through his hair, “I want to tell it again.”
He turns over and presses his chest against her back. He tucks his arm around her waist and snuggles into her neck.
“Viejo.” She sighs, “I have to go see Gin-sama in the morning. He has a new fleet of demi-hollows that he wants me to inspect. Please let me sleep.”
“Did he promise you a melon bun?”
“A melon bun?”
“He used to tell you stories about melon buns.”
“About his service in Soul Society. He used to treat me to melon-buns.”
“That’s right.”
“Let me sleep.”
“Mi cariño,” He coos into the top of her head, “I’ll let you sleep. La luna is calling you.”
Lillynet turns over and kisses her Arrancar lightly on the lips, “I’m not sleepy anymore.”
“Of course not.” He says as he unbuttons her nightgown.
She shimmies out of it and climbs onto of him. She is quick to slide his arousal into her up she grinds her hips against his painstakingly slow.
“You’re cold Lilly-chan.”
She twists and winds, because she has all night and his hands travel up her torso to cup her young and firm breasts. He grazes her erect nipples with long fingers and she playfully pushes them away.
“Kiss me first.”
“And then you’ll let me hold you?”
She leans down to claim her kiss but he pushes his hips up quickly and she gasps.
She gives a lusty smile, “Viejo,” She sighs.
Spanish Words
Viejo: Old Man
Mi cariño: My love
La Luna: The Moon
“No.”