[En] OMG I wrote sth!
:) ganja wrote a ByaSen :)
Title: Pride
For: good_chaser, who prompted me with the following: Bleach, Senbonzakura/Byakuya, rating: I'd like as high as you can but anything is fine, "everything about you is beautiful"
Pairing: Sen/Bya
Rating: T - nothing graphic, but you know what they'll be doing ^^
Warnings: yaoi, boys kissin', fluff, romanticism, much devoted Sen
Disclaimer: Even though I would kill to get a Senbonzakura for me, he's still not mine. The same goes for other Bleach elements.
A/N: Ahaha, it inspired me so much :D I spent a whole evening writing that piece and I must say I'm even satisfied, though I think they're a bit OOC. Oh BTW the dialogue about Bya's skin being smooth and all comes from the anime "Winter Cicada", which in general is quite crappy, but the dialogue just went well in here. Please comment!
“Master…”
I felt my hair-tie being loosened, long hair falling gently on my back.
"Shh."
Fingers rubbed against my head, combed through the locks and settled on my nape, massaging it gently. The fingertips were so smooth and soft, even though the strength within those hands could be deadly at times.
I seized one of the hands and turned my face slightly to place a chaste kiss on the palm.
“You have such beautiful hands, Master”, I whispered, tracing the lines on the palm with my nose. His hands smelled of expensive soap, an aroma which soothed my mind every time I sensed it. I gently moved the hand to kiss the blue veins on the inside of his wrist, then the ones on the elbow. I heard Master sigh. I couldn’t see it, but I could tell that a beginning of a smile was tugging at the corners of his lips.
Soon I cupped his face, stroking the smooth skin on his jaw with my thumb. His half-lidded eyes and an almost invisible blush on his pale cheekbones told me everything.
His face was so beautiful like this. His lips begged to be kissed. I was the only one who was allowed to touch Master like that. To give him such pleasure. And it was a bliss for me, too, although, were we not in Master’s inner world, it would be impossible for us to behave like lovers.
Here, it was only him and me. I celebrated the kiss, first allowing myself only a delicate touch of lips on lips, but soon his hand cupped the back of my head. It led to more passionate caresses, and my hands traveled up and down his back, feeling the lithe body heat up under the thin layer of his purple silk yukata that matched mine.
As a small moan escaped his lips, he lowered his body onto the grass, pulling me down with him. My hair fell in a curtain around us, so that even if anyone happened to be in the garden that was his inner world, we would never know they did.
Our tongues danced as my hand found the opening in the yukata on his chest and plunged inside, stroking the hot, smooth skin.
“Your skin is so white and beautiful”, I whispered against his lips.
“That is not a kind of thing a man is proud of”, he replied in a breathy moan, his face blushing even more.
“That is the kind of thing I am proud of”, I responded and it made him smile. His smile was warm and reserved only for me. He bit on my neck. “Everything about you is so beautiful”, I added, exposing his chest to rub my fingers against his pert nipples. He hissed and undid the ties on my robe.
Soon all of our clothes were gone. The air was filled with his expensive perfume and the scent of pink and white flowers above us, and the only sound was that of us breathing and moaning gently.
As we become one, pink petals drifted in the air and got tangled in my hair, in his hair, in the grass around us. The cherry trees in the garden were the only witnesses of our love-making.
Title: Pride
For: good_chaser, who prompted me with the following: Bleach, Senbonzakura/Byakuya, rating: I'd like as high as you can but anything is fine, "everything about you is beautiful"
Pairing: Sen/Bya
Rating: T - nothing graphic, but you know what they'll be doing ^^
Warnings: yaoi, boys kissin', fluff, romanticism, much devoted Sen
Disclaimer: Even though I would kill to get a Senbonzakura for me, he's still not mine. The same goes for other Bleach elements.
A/N: Ahaha, it inspired me so much :D I spent a whole evening writing that piece and I must say I'm even satisfied, though I think they're a bit OOC. Oh BTW the dialogue about Bya's skin being smooth and all comes from the anime "Winter Cicada", which in general is quite crappy, but the dialogue just went well in here. Please comment!
“Master…”
I felt my hair-tie being loosened, long hair falling gently on my back.
"Shh."
Fingers rubbed against my head, combed through the locks and settled on my nape, massaging it gently. The fingertips were so smooth and soft, even though the strength within those hands could be deadly at times.
I seized one of the hands and turned my face slightly to place a chaste kiss on the palm.
“You have such beautiful hands, Master”, I whispered, tracing the lines on the palm with my nose. His hands smelled of expensive soap, an aroma which soothed my mind every time I sensed it. I gently moved the hand to kiss the blue veins on the inside of his wrist, then the ones on the elbow. I heard Master sigh. I couldn’t see it, but I could tell that a beginning of a smile was tugging at the corners of his lips.
Soon I cupped his face, stroking the smooth skin on his jaw with my thumb. His half-lidded eyes and an almost invisible blush on his pale cheekbones told me everything.
His face was so beautiful like this. His lips begged to be kissed. I was the only one who was allowed to touch Master like that. To give him such pleasure. And it was a bliss for me, too, although, were we not in Master’s inner world, it would be impossible for us to behave like lovers.
Here, it was only him and me. I celebrated the kiss, first allowing myself only a delicate touch of lips on lips, but soon his hand cupped the back of my head. It led to more passionate caresses, and my hands traveled up and down his back, feeling the lithe body heat up under the thin layer of his purple silk yukata that matched mine.
As a small moan escaped his lips, he lowered his body onto the grass, pulling me down with him. My hair fell in a curtain around us, so that even if anyone happened to be in the garden that was his inner world, we would never know they did.
Our tongues danced as my hand found the opening in the yukata on his chest and plunged inside, stroking the hot, smooth skin.
“Your skin is so white and beautiful”, I whispered against his lips.
“That is not a kind of thing a man is proud of”, he replied in a breathy moan, his face blushing even more.
“That is the kind of thing I am proud of”, I responded and it made him smile. His smile was warm and reserved only for me. He bit on my neck. “Everything about you is so beautiful”, I added, exposing his chest to rub my fingers against his pert nipples. He hissed and undid the ties on my robe.
Soon all of our clothes were gone. The air was filled with his expensive perfume and the scent of pink and white flowers above us, and the only sound was that of us breathing and moaning gently.
As we become one, pink petals drifted in the air and got tangled in my hair, in his hair, in the grass around us. The cherry trees in the garden were the only witnesses of our love-making.