Cartography [Ishiporro] [Bleach]
Title :: Cartography
Pairing :: Szayel Aporro Grantz/Uryuu Ishida (Ishiporro :D)
Rating :: PG-13
Wordcount :: 200
Summary :: I already know you, little Quincy.
[Because these two are eyesmex embodied. ♥♥]
I already know you, little Quincy.
Every inch of your skin is already mapped out in my mind, every ability of yours bared before me, the limits of your endurance sketched out in a script only I can read. There is no need to touch you; I already know how you would feel beneath my fingertips, I know the way each muscle would bunch and resist and put up a lovely fight before succumbing to me.
(All things do, in the end.)
Every noise you would make has reached my ears before ever leaving your mouth; every protest has been answered and rebuffed long before it was even formed.
This is what you are facing, and I will file your expressions away as I watch you understand and give up hope.
How do you enjoy having your dignity stripped away, having nothing left that you can hide from me? I have invaded your mind the way lesser beings will invade bodies, and I am high on it and on the way you are gazing at me.
Do you smell it yet? Are your pores bleeding sweat, in fear or in anticipation?
There is nowhere to run, and you are mine.
Pairing :: Szayel Aporro Grantz/Uryuu Ishida (Ishiporro :D)
Rating :: PG-13
Wordcount :: 200
Summary :: I already know you, little Quincy.
[Because these two are eyesmex embodied. ♥♥]
I already know you, little Quincy.
Every inch of your skin is already mapped out in my mind, every ability of yours bared before me, the limits of your endurance sketched out in a script only I can read. There is no need to touch you; I already know how you would feel beneath my fingertips, I know the way each muscle would bunch and resist and put up a lovely fight before succumbing to me.
(All things do, in the end.)
Every noise you would make has reached my ears before ever leaving your mouth; every protest has been answered and rebuffed long before it was even formed.
This is what you are facing, and I will file your expressions away as I watch you understand and give up hope.
How do you enjoy having your dignity stripped away, having nothing left that you can hide from me? I have invaded your mind the way lesser beings will invade bodies, and I am high on it and on the way you are gazing at me.
Do you smell it yet? Are your pores bleeding sweat, in fear or in anticipation?
There is nowhere to run, and you are mine.