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biskael · 1 year ago
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finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for .
kiss memes . not accepting . @guadanya
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HE KNOWS THERE IS A MONSTER , AWAITING AT THE EDGE OF HIS HEART . a beast that had torn through his flesh , and ripped him to pieces . curling within the cavernous walls of his emptied gore , where’s angelflesh once had been . it couldn’t be named , this wicked sensation . couldn’t be spoken aloud . he figures he is far too close to god to make it so . that why , when he had run so many of his kind through the blade of his sword , he would give him another glance ? a gaze so weighty and powerful , intense and burning , it seemed there existed no others . the world , emptied and slaughtered around them . a hunter and a monster . what would they do , should they have the world to themselves ? chase each other in this vast place unheeded , gorging themselves on their bodies . entwining in crimson .
and he knows he shouldn't have stepped through its glowing bars , to stare into the abyss-black eye of this monster . but this cage is his creation . a realm unto torment . his domain , a perfect , wretched gaol .
nnoitra’s single eye bores into him . he is angered , tired .
“ I could fucking kill you right now , “ the arrancar seethes , drawing nearer & nearer to his captor . his words are tinged by an animal’s click , a guttural noise at the surface of his throat . “ rip out your throat with my teeth . what makes you think I’d ever listen to a quincy , huh ? “
quilge stands sharp & composed , even as Nnoitra circles him . what a fascinating quarry . sizing him up like he’s meat to feast upon when the kill is over . “ you would never get out of this cage if you did , “ he admits such a damnation so casually . “ it persists after my death , arrancar . “
the other’s face looked so suddenly pained . a thought he hated , being trapped in here until he died , the Quincy’s corpse at his feet . and how he’d eat him , piece by piece . gorge on the angel’s holy flesh , so sweet and rich , afflicted by a maddening loneliness . dying here beside him . his teeth ripping through his veins full of light , godliness .
“ that thought doesn’t please you , does it ? “ the jailer continues , drawing the sharp point of his foot between the arrancar’s pace . he moves quick , his hands upon him in an instant . an iron maiden’s embrace , capturing him further ; what sort of tortures would be bestow upon him now ? throw him against the wall & chain him up ? use some sort of strange device against his skin ? another hot blade ? useless . everything he’d tried so far had been useless , never piercing his hierro .
“ you’re so dreadfully stubborn , “ Quilge curses , the crimson of his lenses flickering what dim light remained here . “ but , I am , as well , quarry . “ and his smile is thin , sadistic . “ tell me . how long have you waited for this ? “
close enough to kill . breathing tempered . but neither of them indulge in it , then . another heavy moment passes , full of death and despair . that one would leave here alone , unquiet ache ruling over their souls . why , why had I done that ? what was that feeling ? the jailer’s lips captures his own , scathing his flesh with a deep , bruising kiss . sudden and full , heavy with want . lips pushing against lips . tongues snaking forward . tasting . harder , and harder , hands gripping and pulling . don’t let go . they both taste crimson . biting into each other between wanting breaths , sudden moans . soft , plush lips ridden with teething marks . bitten , swollen & pink . the jailer’s black lipstick smeared . spittle hanging by strands . again , again and again , indulging . he’s right . he’s wanted this . had craved this daemonic taste so deeply . the desire drives him mad . perhaps , the both of them , the way nnoitra clings at him in return . pressing hard against him in earnest , wanting moans filling the hunter’s mouth . both pouring themselves into the other . eat me , drink me , crush my marrow between your teeth . desire me , fulfill me , keep me at your side forever . want me . please , tell me you want me . that i am lovable , and i can love you back . there wasn’t enough words to silence this need . words were never enough .
kissing until the two of them are drunk off the scent of their blood . the taste of the other burns down their throats , slow & seeping . the monster’s scent is sorrow . the monster’s scent is longing . quilge’s hands grip at nnoitra’s jaw , drawing both nearer . it wasn’t long before the arrancar was slammed against the glimmering bars of his cage . his lithe spine arches , the arrancar’s hips bucking hard into the hunter’s . cursing under his breath as the brutal kiss lingers on . it was everything as he’d imagined it would be , knowing how cruel this man was . a viscous turn-on , something dark sending a delicious shudder through nnoitra’s body . nothing gentle about how he loved , how he moved . that leather grip roaming across his flesh . he couldn’t feel his sweat-slick skin . and it drove him mad , too .
“ since I first saw you —— i knew . “ nnoitra answers from the pit of their desire , in a moment before he consumes him again . his hunger , only sated for now . and the rest fails him . a dark , primal want tears through nnoitra again , and suddenly , he cannot image himself apart from this man . had anyone else ever made him feel so vulnerable ? something he cannot forget . and what he wants from him , even more . a selfish , burning need so desperate it could kill . touch me . kiss me . fuck me . want me . please , please . want me . make me feel again .
like consumption . deep devouring . a forbidden union . passion that left marks . quilge stops , breathless , the bloodstained strand of spittle snapping between their intense gap . drinking their scents , their breaths . another kiss here , another there . soft moans coiling against the other’s ears .
the hunter smiles against the bruised , bitten flesh of their passion . catching his breath gently , a quiet moment between them . “ quarry . “ a command , not something to be disobeyed . “ let me hunt you again . “
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