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losescenarios · 7 years
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Cuddle time
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The piano music filled the room, he was playing that sad song again. It was lovely, you enjoyed all music he played while you read in the sofa.
Actually, he was playing without realizing which song it was. Galahad looked at you, deep in his thought, with a small grin on his face.
“Galahad… do not stare at me”. You changed the page, frowned meanwhile you read the next paragraph.  
“Sorry, it is inevitable”.
You looked at him raising an eyebrow, closed your book and rolled your eyes. “Bullshit”.
One second after he was over you, caught you against the couch. “Gal, please?”. You asked but he denied with his head.
“Cuddle time” he said and settled you over his lap, you just let him do it. He started to kiss you making small circles over your back. You put your hands behind his head and close your eyes letting you get carried away by its taste.
“Do you never get tired?”
“Never. And you?”
He waited for your answer while he spread kisses on your face, like someone who has all the time in the world. You changed your face for a sad one as your hands played with his hair. “Against all logic… Nope”. You stopped him and looked at his eyes.
You traced his face with the tips of your fingers. His nose, his chin, his beard, his piercings.
“What are you doing?”
“Memorizing, so… if one day I lose my eyes I would not confuse you with another man”
He burst out laughing hugging you tightly, hiding his face in your neck.
“Let me help you a little more…” He looked at you with lustful eyes. “… to always remember me”.
He kissed you again. You felt his hands over your body, heating your entire skin. You would not forget his hands, the scent of his skin or his thick lips. Your heart beats fast while his kisses were heading south on your chest.
The piano stopped. His groans were the only music you could heard at that moment.
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losescenarios · 7 years
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Anger issues
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He was whispering nonsense words at your ear, groaning with his deep voice meanwhile he held you down hard against the mattress. You were almost there, moaning his name again and again. You did not see him but he had a small and cocky grin.
One arm around your collarbone and the other gripping your hips, keeping a crazy rhythm.
You cried out when his hand touched you between your legs. You were at the edge and he did not stop. Not yet.
He likes when you come first and your legs shake from his work.
You moaned his name loudly and at that moment you felt your own climax. He waited and when you looked really calm he got back to his movements, hardly and deeply. You closed your eyes and grabbed the bed sheets making a big effort to face all those feelings.
He pressed you much stronger, playing hard with your body. He gave you a final thrust, filled you with his warm seed. You remotely heard him said your name while he caught his breath.
Why were you angry? You did not even remember.
You tried to put space between you two but he did not let you go. Tobirama held you firmly near him, you fought but it was useless. You took a deep breath, maybe tomorrow you could remember why, of all his mistakes, you were upset. You called him ‘idiot’ while you settled in his arms.
A naughty smile appeared on your lips. Both could fight tomorrow. Again.
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losescenarios · 8 years
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Tolerance limit
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You tolerance had a limit, not a big one, and after you spent two hours looking at your beloved Captain work in their failed bonsai art you decided to stop him, once and for all.
“Stop, it’s enough…”
“But, I think this…”
“Nope, enough.” You touched Ukitake’s arm and gave him a warning look just before a little smile. Put a kiss on his cheek and walked into your shared room.
“If you touch that Bonsai again I’m going to leave you!” You said with a deep and dangerous voice, then glared at him over your shoulder.
Ukitake stopped at that moment, throwing the scissors away. He looked at you innocently for a moment before followed you inside the room.  
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