Bye Bye, Byakuya
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Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Category:
Bleach › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
6,294
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bye Bye, Byakuya
As much as I wish BLEACH and the characters within are my own, they aren’t.
Written because my mother is such a fucker and had the nerve to call me dumb.
I’ve half a mind to send this to her to tell her what a ‘fucked up’ kid she has.
--
What beautiful screams.
Those screams, as I plunder him, over and over again.
His face is twisted in ecstasy and agony as I push myself into him, his entrance providing the sunset-red life fluid as my lubricant.
He’s simply beautiful, his dark hair splayed back over the sheets. I’ve pulled those ridiculous hairpieces from his hair, and now its tumbling over his shoulders, sticking to his face with the tears and sweat.
Gorgeous.
He claws at my mask, begging for his lover back, but I thrust into him harder, groaning softly as I rock into him.
“Stunning. Simply beautiful.” I hiss, voice tinged with malice. “Shame you think we aren’t GOOD enough for you, ne, Shinigami?”
He sobs, agony wracking his body as I fuck him, hard.
I suppose that he’s only crying because I’m fucking him against the hide-away containing his dead wife’s shrine – I know he would have submitted otherwise.
My nails dig into his front, dragging over his chest, and he tightens around me. I grin.
“You like this, don’t you? The pain, your wife watching. He can see, too.”
Stop… please, please, stop hurting him. I’ll do anything, just stop hurting him.
I tell the boy to shut up, and then go back to my pleasures, pushing his legs further open until I hear the snap that indicates their dislocation.
He screams louder, higher-pitched, as I rip him further, too.
And I laugh, laugh all the while. Causing him pain… it’s simply wonderful. Any half-decent sadist would say he was beautiful like this, pain making him tremble.
I fuck him yet harder, the intricately carved knobs of the cupboard door digging into his back and creating matching dark bruises.
PLEASE! Stop it… stop hurting my koi.
I’LL DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT.
Stop…
Sob.
Cough.
Stop tearing him. You’ll kill him.
Cough.
Sob.
Silence.
Heh.
Byakuya screams as I tear a hole in his shoulder with my teeth, the mask cutting him further on his cheeks.
“You’re beautiful. So, so beautiful.”
I reach my climax, and pull away, letting my seed fill the deep rips in his entrance. I cup his chin, forcing him to look at me. He looks half dead.
I shrug, and pull a knife from my pocket, turning him over onto his stomach before digging the knife in and pulling it down, carving letter after letter into his back.
BYE BYE, BYAKUYA.
♥
“Nice speaking with you again.”
--
OWARI.
Review or whatever.
--R.A.F.B
Written because my mother is such a fucker and had the nerve to call me dumb.
I’ve half a mind to send this to her to tell her what a ‘fucked up’ kid she has.
--
What beautiful screams.
Those screams, as I plunder him, over and over again.
His face is twisted in ecstasy and agony as I push myself into him, his entrance providing the sunset-red life fluid as my lubricant.
He’s simply beautiful, his dark hair splayed back over the sheets. I’ve pulled those ridiculous hairpieces from his hair, and now its tumbling over his shoulders, sticking to his face with the tears and sweat.
Gorgeous.
He claws at my mask, begging for his lover back, but I thrust into him harder, groaning softly as I rock into him.
“Stunning. Simply beautiful.” I hiss, voice tinged with malice. “Shame you think we aren’t GOOD enough for you, ne, Shinigami?”
He sobs, agony wracking his body as I fuck him, hard.
I suppose that he’s only crying because I’m fucking him against the hide-away containing his dead wife’s shrine – I know he would have submitted otherwise.
My nails dig into his front, dragging over his chest, and he tightens around me. I grin.
“You like this, don’t you? The pain, your wife watching. He can see, too.”
Stop… please, please, stop hurting him. I’ll do anything, just stop hurting him.
I tell the boy to shut up, and then go back to my pleasures, pushing his legs further open until I hear the snap that indicates their dislocation.
He screams louder, higher-pitched, as I rip him further, too.
And I laugh, laugh all the while. Causing him pain… it’s simply wonderful. Any half-decent sadist would say he was beautiful like this, pain making him tremble.
I fuck him yet harder, the intricately carved knobs of the cupboard door digging into his back and creating matching dark bruises.
PLEASE! Stop it… stop hurting my koi.
I’LL DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT.
Stop…
Sob.
Cough.
Stop tearing him. You’ll kill him.
Cough.
Sob.
Silence.
Heh.
Byakuya screams as I tear a hole in his shoulder with my teeth, the mask cutting him further on his cheeks.
“You’re beautiful. So, so beautiful.”
I reach my climax, and pull away, letting my seed fill the deep rips in his entrance. I cup his chin, forcing him to look at me. He looks half dead.
I shrug, and pull a knife from my pocket, turning him over onto his stomach before digging the knife in and pulling it down, carving letter after letter into his back.
BYE BYE, BYAKUYA.
♥
“Nice speaking with you again.”
--
OWARI.
Review or whatever.
--R.A.F.B