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Apping to distantskies

You will get no points for originality for this trite existence you have crafted for me. Even if it will quench my curiosity and questions regarding the heart.

It will take more than just a human body and a few years of living among the people of Karakura town to convince those from other worlds that I am no longer the monster I once was. Do not expect me to show tolerance due to their ignorance, it is a poor excuse made by those incapable of gathering evidence.

Just ensure that I have gathered some means of defending myself before you force me enter this new world.

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Ridiculous.

[The word passes out instantly, without thought, and perhaps concern for it's tone. Which not only seemed to convey disbelief but the impossibility.]

Do not proceed to think you are so easily replaced, Inoue Orihime.

[He makes a point to use her name, instead of her designated gender. She may wish him to say more from time to time, but he certainly did not mince words when he did talk. Anything spoken he meant, especially so, when directed at her of all people.]

Say my name again. ( the words come out before she can stop them but she doesn't regret them. slowly she moves his hand down to her chest so he can feel her heart beating irrationally for him. )

I know it is foolish but I can't lose you again. I can't.

[The request earns pointed but surprised look. It's the rare moments when she gives in to her own desires and speaks her mind that he finds her all the more interesting. With their fingers set together, his eyes linger wide on her own as his colder finger tips settle over her chest. Even through the thin layers she wears, he can still feel the warmth of her skin. It causes his fingers to flex and then go still.]

You rejected the will of God to give me life again. I am yours, Inoue Orihime.

( her breath still catches in her throat at the feeling of his cool fingers against her chest. it still amazes her how alive he can make her feel with a simple touch. like she's been drifting through life. that all changed when she met him. it changed again when she willed him back into existence because the thought of being without him was too much to handle. even to this very day, years later, he's able to have such an impact on her life.

her own eyes widen at his words. they are more than she expected to come from him right now. a shaken hand comes up to brush away a few stray tears. )

And I'm yours, Ulquiorra. Letting you not exist in my life anymore wasn't an option.

[It is his turn for his breath to catch and his heart to stop beating momentarily. Always believing himself so undeserving has lead him to believing that such a moment would always be out of his arm's reach. He forces himself however to move, a step closer, one that makes any remaining distance between them vanish. His body presses until he can feel the warmth of her body through each layer carefully worn layer of clothes.

He addresses her tears in much the same manner, passing between the movements of her own fingers, until there's nothing left but faint lines where they ran down. Ones that almost mimic his own, he leans forward while drawing her face up gingerly.

He kisses her once, without so much as a word, but the reason should be more than obvious by now.]

( only in her dreams do things like this happen; there she is happy and able to escape the pains that find her in the waking hours. loneliness plagues her and she knows it's wrong. she has people all around her, yet once she leaves then she's alone. that all changed when he entered her life again. coming home to an empty house isn't an option. in the beginning she feared that he wouldn't be there anymore but she knows better now. things between them are still a little shaky. that's to be expected.

if only he knew how much his words mean to her. not only is she not alone anymore she has someone of her very own. no more days of pining after someone who may never love her and who's completely oblivious of how she used to feel. there is only room for one person in her heart and that's ulquiorra.

a soft moan mixed with a squeak of surprise escapes her lips when he presses against her. she's already starting to feel flushed and lightheaded. it amazes her that her body can react in such away. without realizing it her body arches against him. pressing them together even more. she thinks this will be it but he proves her wrong with a kiss. brown eyes flutter closed as she leans into the kiss. it's too short. the kiss needed to live longer on her lips.

with a deep breath she slowly opens her eyes to look up at him; they're half lidded and her lips slightly apart as her eyes rake over his features. again she wants to say but the words escape her. she feels powerless without them but she still has her actions. reaching out she threads her fingers through his hair. cradling the back of his head as she leans forward to kiss him again. )

[If he had his old body he would have reason to fear this moment. A moment where logic and sense fled him in lieu of more carnal reactions. With a deep and labored huff he lets their lips meet again and crushes them forward hungrily.

To want and desire was to walk the same fine line as despair, especially, when the thing you wanted most was like bright and burning like the sun. A small part of him still believes he is undeserving, but it's hard to disbelieve when their lips are pressed and their tongues are swirling.

She's there, in his arms, responding to his advances, and more important she wants him.]

( the hand that wasn't cradling the back of his head slowly slides along his shoulder and down his back. for a brief moment she wishes that there weren't clothes between them, but she quickly pushes that thought. the act of pushing that thought away is harder to do than she imagined.

all she can think about is them and for the moment that's all that matters. her hand continues to slide down his back, splaying across it to cover more area and become familiar with a new part of his body.

she whimpers. not because she's in pain, but the surge of emotions and sensations has her body on fire and confused on what it wants. she's happy with kissing him, but there was also the fact that her body betrays her mind and wants more. )

[He lifts her, up into his arms with a strength he's come to master over time in his new human body. Her weight and new position cause his muscles to ache and burn in a good way, and he guides her legs to wrap around his midsection as his sinewy arms hook into place beneath her rear to support her.

He pulls back from the kiss at the whimper, bottom lip and teeth tugging at her lower one, pulling as they part. With foreheads set together, black hair mixing with her own lighter shade he sets the tips of their noses together.]

When shall we depart, Woman?

(OOC: My apps actually almost done, don't know if you still want to go into the game or not though! )

( the actions that come startles her, but she doesn't complain. (all of this is still new to her and she can't think of being in this situation with anyone else.) it doesn't take long for her to comply with the hands on her legs and she wraps them around his waist. being sure to lock her legs together at the ankles to keep a firm hold.

she moans softly when he tugs at her bottom lip; it makes her want more, but the question pulls her out of the haze he put her in. opening her eyes she smiles at him and bumps her nose against his. )

Oh! Uhmm... Soon! Unless you want to stay here a little longer.

( ooc; yep~ still interested. :3 )

[Her enthusiasm is as enticing as it is arousing, it gives him reason to for once frown upon his own self control. However, he imagines given their current public position, she would appreciate his ability to halt their intimate exchange before things went further.]

What is the first thing you'd like to do then?

[Given that he is unable to estimate an exact period of time as to their departure, he opts instead for another question.]

( slowly she unwraps her legs from around his waist and carefully slides down so her feet are on the ground. she is slightly embarrassed at her eagerness and glances down for a moment before looking back up at him. )

Should we pack first or leave a note?

I do not believe will be give a chance to leave a note.

[He continues to give her the support she needs until her feet touch firmly on the ground. Once he is certain that she has her footing he lets his hold relax as he meets her gaze.]

It will probably occur without warning and I have been told that the process is painful. You will have to be strong for a few moments.

Painful, ne?

( pain, both emotional and physical, isn't something that she's new to, but it touches that certain spot in her heart that only he's able to touch when he tells her that she needs to be strong. reaching out she slides her fingers across his cheek and smiles. ) I guess if we have to go without leaving a note then that's what we'll have to do. Hopefully Ichigo and the others won't think you kidnapped me again.

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