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Title: Welcome Home
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Grimmjow/Neliel
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 313
Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN CHARACTERS
A/N: Set in houfukuzettou’s story The Games We Play
The entire house was pitch dark when he cracked open the front door. It had only been three days, but he had missed his home, their home. Still, business was business and even he couldn’t get out of it all the time.
In the midst of discarding his briefcase and coat, he noticed strands of light green hair flowing over the arm of his recliner. He tilted his upper body back so the whole picture would come into view. Long legs flowed over the opposite arm. His lips lifted in a predatory smile at the smoothness of bare flesh.
Quietly he made his way into the room and up behind the chair, leaning over it just a bit. And there she was, in all her half naked glory. He audibly gulped at the pretty picture before him. She was wearing nothing but one of his tank tops and her enticing, blue lacy panties. His hungry eyes feasted on her perfection, taking in every dip and curve until they came to settle on her luscious lips.
Unable to help himself any longer he moved to the edge of the chair, his knees brushing hers. Leaning down over his lover, he captured her lips in a passionate kiss to which she responded eagerly, even though her mind wasn’t quite awake yet. A growl escaped his throat when her arms wrapped around his neck, causing him to brace his hands on the arm of the chair on either side of her head.
When he came up for air, he paused a moment to take in her face. Sleepy, hazel eyes opened lazily as Nel grinned. He couldn’t stop the grin he gave in return. Her fingers danced a melody along his neck and up into his hair as she pulled him down for another kiss, stopping short just before their lips touched.
“Welcome home, Grimmjow.”
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Grimmjow/Neliel
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 313
Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN CHARACTERS
A/N: Set in houfukuzettou’s story The Games We Play
The entire house was pitch dark when he cracked open the front door. It had only been three days, but he had missed his home, their home. Still, business was business and even he couldn’t get out of it all the time.
In the midst of discarding his briefcase and coat, he noticed strands of light green hair flowing over the arm of his recliner. He tilted his upper body back so the whole picture would come into view. Long legs flowed over the opposite arm. His lips lifted in a predatory smile at the smoothness of bare flesh.
Quietly he made his way into the room and up behind the chair, leaning over it just a bit. And there she was, in all her half naked glory. He audibly gulped at the pretty picture before him. She was wearing nothing but one of his tank tops and her enticing, blue lacy panties. His hungry eyes feasted on her perfection, taking in every dip and curve until they came to settle on her luscious lips.
Unable to help himself any longer he moved to the edge of the chair, his knees brushing hers. Leaning down over his lover, he captured her lips in a passionate kiss to which she responded eagerly, even though her mind wasn’t quite awake yet. A growl escaped his throat when her arms wrapped around his neck, causing him to brace his hands on the arm of the chair on either side of her head.
When he came up for air, he paused a moment to take in her face. Sleepy, hazel eyes opened lazily as Nel grinned. He couldn’t stop the grin he gave in return. Her fingers danced a melody along his neck and up into his hair as she pulled him down for another kiss, stopping short just before their lips touched.
“Welcome home, Grimmjow.”