My poor atempt to translate my Noitora/Tesla fanfic in English
And I'll be thankful for any help to make it more readable
Title: "Suck, Tesla. Suck it"
Fandom: Bleach
Author: Jasherk
Pairing: Noitora/Теsla
Warning: NC-17, PWP
Disclaimer: Kubotait owns all of them, Even Aizen.
Suck, Tesla. Suck it!
This is a new night of an eternal night in Huyeko Mundo. Bright spots of whitish moonlight lye on a floor of a huge deserted chamber. On a big bed. On silhouettes of two arrancars. One is spread on his back, another presses his shins to outstretched arms. Тhin body is bent over the face of the lying one.
- Take it, take it. You like it.
Long bony fingers seize fair hair, they don ’t allow to turn away. The sole eye is screwed shut, eyebrows curve in pain. Tesla ’s lips are obedient, vulnerable soft as they densely clasp his member.
- Suck, Tesla, suck. You know that I want, - Noitora hisses threateningly not tearing off a drilling sight from his fraccion.
Tesla opens an eye slightly, looks upwards. The foggy, desperately concentrated look is on his face. He tries to swallow, but chokes. Convulsive reductions of his throat is pure pleasure for Noitora.
Release shakes all his body. He caves his back sharply and comes on Tesla ’s face. Dense white blots are left on a cheek, on lips, on a forehead, on an eyebrow. Sperm slips on the closed eyelid of a sole eye of his fraccion, and Tesla forgets himself for a second, awkwardly pulls a hand to erase it. But Noitora does not allow.
He looks at soiled Tesla ’s face with a mix of contempt and pleasure. He likes to see Tesla as he is now.
It is almost tender then Noitora’s thumb wipes sperm from a cheek, brings it to Tesla ’s lips, hardly touches them and takes it away, as soon as he feels Tesla opens his mouth obediently.
- Tell me… - it’s difficult to speak yet, but it ’s necessary for him to receive also an oral acknowledgement of his absolute domination: - tell me that you are fond of sucking me off.
Stocked together eyelashes shudder. He frowns a little, opens his mouth and very seriously says:
- I’ m fond of … Noitora-sama. Very-much
That ’s not that he wanted. And he feels that Tesla means to say. This is not needed. He hasn ’t demanded it.
Long fingers compress a chin.
- Tell: I am fond of sucking you off.
- I am fond of sucking on you too, - Tesla answers and smiles an inappropriate cheerful smile.
- Fool, - sniffs Noitora and erases sperm from Tesla ’s eye with his fingers.
Tomorrow there will be bruises above fraccion’ s elbows. Tomorrow. For now Noitora would grumble on him while Tesla is trying to arrange himself near to Espada.
Tesla is so fun to have him around.
Title: "Suck, Tesla. Suck it"
Fandom: Bleach
Author: Jasherk
Pairing: Noitora/Теsla
Warning: NC-17, PWP
Disclaimer: Kubotait owns all of them, Even Aizen.
Suck, Tesla. Suck it!
This is a new night of an eternal night in Huyeko Mundo. Bright spots of whitish moonlight lye on a floor of a huge deserted chamber. On a big bed. On silhouettes of two arrancars. One is spread on his back, another presses his shins to outstretched arms. Тhin body is bent over the face of the lying one.
- Take it, take it. You like it.
Long bony fingers seize fair hair, they don ’t allow to turn away. The sole eye is screwed shut, eyebrows curve in pain. Tesla ’s lips are obedient, vulnerable soft as they densely clasp his member.
- Suck, Tesla, suck. You know that I want, - Noitora hisses threateningly not tearing off a drilling sight from his fraccion.
Tesla opens an eye slightly, looks upwards. The foggy, desperately concentrated look is on his face. He tries to swallow, but chokes. Convulsive reductions of his throat is pure pleasure for Noitora.
Release shakes all his body. He caves his back sharply and comes on Tesla ’s face. Dense white blots are left on a cheek, on lips, on a forehead, on an eyebrow. Sperm slips on the closed eyelid of a sole eye of his fraccion, and Tesla forgets himself for a second, awkwardly pulls a hand to erase it. But Noitora does not allow.
He looks at soiled Tesla ’s face with a mix of contempt and pleasure. He likes to see Tesla as he is now.
It is almost tender then Noitora’s thumb wipes sperm from a cheek, brings it to Tesla ’s lips, hardly touches them and takes it away, as soon as he feels Tesla opens his mouth obediently.
- Tell me… - it’s difficult to speak yet, but it ’s necessary for him to receive also an oral acknowledgement of his absolute domination: - tell me that you are fond of sucking me off.
Stocked together eyelashes shudder. He frowns a little, opens his mouth and very seriously says:
- I’ m fond of … Noitora-sama. Very-much
That ’s not that he wanted. And he feels that Tesla means to say. This is not needed. He hasn ’t demanded it.
Long fingers compress a chin.
- Tell: I am fond of sucking you off.
- I am fond of sucking on you too, - Tesla answers and smiles an inappropriate cheerful smile.
- Fool, - sniffs Noitora and erases sperm from Tesla ’s eye with his fingers.
Tomorrow there will be bruises above fraccion’ s elbows. Tomorrow. For now Noitora would grumble on him while Tesla is trying to arrange himself near to Espada.
Tesla is so fun to have him around.