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Your heart raced, almost springing right out of your chest, as you ran home as fast as you possibly could. Your lungs grew weary, and your knees were ready to surrender under you, but you never stopped sprinting. Although you attempted to flash step a few times, it was futile, as you were still quite slow.
When you finally made it to the manor, you felt a small sense of relief, as you had felt as though you made it on time, or maybe even a bit early, but you would soon find out just how wrong you were.
You slowly opened the door, trying to stabilize your heavy breathing, regaining your composure. As you walked in, the house was dark; not a single light switched on. When your eyes adjusted to the darkness, you soon realized you indeed had not made it in time. There, lied the larger shoes of your husband; Byakuya Kuchiki. Your entire body felt as though it was going to fall limp, as an immense sense of fear washed over you.
You knew you were in for it, but you tried to brush it off, eagerly searching for an excuse, any excuse that could even slightly lighten the blow you were due to receive.
After removing your shoes and replacing them with your favorite house slippers, you carefully treaded through estate, taking shallow breaths as you tiptoed towards your room. You knew it would make absolutely no difference in the outcome you ‘dreaded’, but it brought you a sense of comfort in the intense stillness of the home.
As you made it to the room, you cracked the door open, before peaking in. You saw what you believed to be Byakuya laying on the bed, presumably asleep. You threw your head back, letting out the breath you never realized you were holding, before gently closing the door, hoping to make a beeline towards the bathroom; the one down the hall you knew Byakuya never used, due to there being one your shared room.
You turned around, but as soon as you took a step forward, you bumped into something hard, almost like a wall. You looked up, only to feel your heart drop to the pits of hell.
“And where exactly are you coming from?” A deep, and angered voice rumbled before you.
”B-Byakuya!” You stumbled over your words, as your body began to quiver.
”Why are you returning home at such an hour?” He demanded to know.
”I was just out in the garden..” You murmured, knowing he could see right through you.
”How low of you.” He scowled. “To think you’d stand here and lie to me.” He crossed him arms, looking down on you.
”I’m sorry..”
”Where were you, Y/n?”
“I just went on a small walk..” You instinctively continued on the lie.
He just stared at you, before letting out a deep sigh. He raised his hand to caress his furrowed brows, which made you throw your arms up in defense. He stopped and looked at you, concerned.
”What’s the matter?” Subtly, his tone switched from aggravated to empathetic, as he softened his harsh gaze.
You refused to reply, turning your head to look away from the pulchritudinous man, which prompted him to grab your shaking wrist. He pulled you towards him, before sitting you on the bed in a blink of the eye. You bit your lip, as you felt immensely threatened, yet aroused by the man.
He sat beside you, before cupping your burning cheeks in his slender hands, maintaining a deep, intimate eye contact. His visage was beyond words. You hadn’t taken the moment to examine his current state, which took you by surprise as he was so close to you.
His lucious hair draped over his broad shoulders, as his milky skin glistened from the moonlight peering through the blinds. He truly was the beauty everyone made him out to be.
Just barely a year ago, you were set to marry him, as you were the last daughter of your noble family. Initially, you hated the idea of being forced to be with someone you barely knew, but could suck it up due to the fact that every inch of him resembled perfection. Upon moving into the Kuchiki Manor, your perception of the man warped into something quite the opposite of who he was, due to his lack of emotion.
His stoic ways made you conjure up a sense of fear and a bit of resentment towards him, especially after the Rukia incident. Seeing him neglect his younger sister, someone whom you adored and confided in, made you lose all respect for him. Since then, although you tried to blatantly ignore him, you still had to obey his rules, as you had seen what he’s done to people who disobeyed him. It was small aspects such as these that fueled your fear.
But, despite all that being said, someway somehow, you still developed feelings for him. It was almost as though you liked the feeling and adrenaline his anger set upon you. Not to mention his flawless guise, and the fact that you were the woman who was bestowed the title of Byakuya Kuchiki’s wife, even if you weren’t the first.
You never made the effort to try to get to know him, whether it was due to a fear of rejection, or that he was still holding onto his late wife, you didn’t necessarily care for the reason. That’s the kind of woman you are, at the end of the day; preferring to view things from a distance.
The lean man moved closer to you, so close that you could feel the heat radiating off his lightly clothed body.
“Are you going to speak? Or are you going to continue on ignoring me?” He questioned.
”Um..” You couldn’t quite find the words to reply.
”Are you truly that afraid of me?” He shook his head, before letting out a scoffed, paired with a smile.
“What’s funny..” You whispered.
”You make it appear as though I’m so cold, but yet you’re much more nonchalant than I am.”
”And what makes you think that?” You could feel a bit of confidence creep back into your body.
”I may be quiet, but you’re silent.”
”Am I silent, or do you just ignore me?”
”You’ve never attempted to converse with me, not even once.”He swiftly countered.
“Maybe, because you never pay any attention to me.”
”I do pay attention to you. I know your every move at all times.”
”That’s not what I meant. That’s just creepy.”
”Alright, Y/n. If you truly feel as though I don’t give you enough attention, I’ll give you as much as you want tonight.” He brought your face closer to his, as your noses lightly brushed against each other.
You could feel as your inner thighs began to burn, not even realizing how much this one statement turned you on.
”As much as I want..?” You reiterated, making sure you heard him right.
”Yes, whatever you desire.” His warm breath tickled your face.
Hesitantly, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Without a second thought, he returned the gesture, delicately moving his succulent lips against yours. He snaked his long arms around your waist, before moving further onto the bed, bringing you along with him. He laid you under him, lips still locked onto yours.
His slim hands carefully explored your eager body, trailing along places of your physique he had never touched before. He slowly began to undress you, slipping your Shkihakushō right off of you, until you were left in nothing but your soaked panties.
He teasingly brushed his fingers against your womanhood, drawing small circles around your aching clit. He pulled away, before planting soft kisses down your neck, and all throughout your body, until he reached his desired spot; your vagina.
Byakuya practically ripped your under garments off your hips, as he slowly rubbed your longing parts. He placed his mouth against it, earning a faint moan from you.
He stuck his tongue out, as he began to lick and suck all over your clit, before slipping two of his slender fingers into you. You whimpered, as the moment he found your sweet spot, he wasted no time abusing it.
You threw your head back into the pillow, as you grabbed a fistful of his silky hair, pushing his head into your buckling hips. Not before long, you felt an orgasm creep up on you; your first one in a while from the manipulation of another person. Your eyes rolled back, as your liquids poured out all over his face, causing him to cough a bit.
”Sorry..”
”Don’t apologize.” He purred, before removing his robe off his toned body.
You placed your hand on his chest, feeling along his figure. You looked down, and saw his huge erection throbbing, almost begging to be relieved. He positioned himself at your entrance, before pushing himself in, followed by a loud groan. He remained still for a moment, allowing you to fully adjust to his size.
You wrapped your legs around his slim waist, giving him the green light. He placed his hands on your thighs, pushing them back, pulling out of you, all the way up to the tip, before slamming back down into you. You wailed, as you weren’t expecting him to be aggressive.
His lips explored your neck and above, as his pelvis drove in and out of you, pushing you down into the bed. You simultaneously moaned, as it had been over 50 years since either of you had any sort of sexual gratification such as this.
”You’re so tight around me…” He spoke into your ear, as he slipped himself deeper inside your hot core.
The tip of his dick began tapping your cervix, causing you to grow louder.
“Don’t stop, Byakuya!” You exclaimed, drunk from the sex.
His hands moved from your thighs and onto your hips, as he began pulling you into him, practically pulling you inside out. The sheer force of his strokes drove you crazy, as you could feel the end nearing.
Your legs wrapped tighter around him, as your climax threatened to break free.
“I’m so close, Y/n.” He beat you to the statement, as his movement slowly lost its rhythm, and his moans grew even louder.
Before you knew it, you had came all over, as his hot semen poured into you. The tired man pulled out, as his seed began seeping out of you.
He rolled over, before pulling you close to him, lying your head on his quickly rising and sinking chest.
”Do you still crave my attention?”
”Mm, I don’t think I’ve had enough for today.” You giggled.