[201] First (Bleach)

[isamikodakas]

Title: Your First
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Hinamori Momo/Matsumoto Rangiku
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Mild Sexual Content
Prompt: First
Word Count: 550 words
Summary: Momo is Rangiku's first.

“Have you never done this before?” The dreaded question comes when Momo has a hand spread wide on the inside of her thigh, pressing into the soft flesh there, perched on her knees between Rangiku’s spread legs. “I thought Rangiku-san had experience with this?”

 

Certainly, it seemed that way when they walked into her quarters together. Rangiku has confidence where it counts. There was no hesitation when they went out drinking tonight with their fellow lieutenants, and she needed only a shot or two to work up enough liquid courage to ask Momo to come back to the Tenth Division barracks with her. Certainly, she kissed her with more than enough passion, was eager to get her out of her clothing and onto her futon where the two of them were completely fine with exploring and heavy petting. Now, though, Rangiku can feel a hot flush curling its way past her collarbones.

 

“Does it really surprise you? I guess I flirt with enough people.” As far as Rangiku is concerned, her forward and flirting personality is her best feature. No one ever tells her no when she asks them for something as long as she bats her lashes at them.

 

Momo smiles softly down at her and nods once, her fingers tracing delicate paths along the inside of Rangiku’s thigh. Hard to tell what they are; probably hiragana, knowing Momo. “I had thought Rangiku-san had lots of experience. I’m surprised to know I have more, then.”

 

More? Rangiku tries not to let the surprise show on her face. “Who was—”

 

“It doesn’t matter.” It confirms Rangiku’s suspicion as Momo shifts, moving off of her knees to lie on the futon between Rangiku’s spreads legs. “All that matters now is you. If I’m going to be your first time, I want it to be special for you.”

 

It is far too late to avenge Momo whatever happened to her in the past, but Rangiku still wants to. The prison of Muken is far too guarded to ever let her slip inside, much less with assassination on the mind. “Thank you. It’ll be special because it’s with you.”

 

“Is that so?” Momo smiles softly up at her, though the corner of her mouth twitches into something more like a smirk as she leans in, her lips brushing in a soft kiss against Rangiku’s labia. “That’s very sweet of you to say. I have a lot to deliver on.”

 

“You’ll do a great job.” Rangiku’s voice comes out breathier than she intends as she combs her fingers through Momo’s hair, pushing it back off of her forehead.

 

Momo smiles against her; Rangiku can feel the shape of it against her flesh. “Naturally.”

 

She has to shove her fist into her mouth to keep herself quiet, her thighs trembling on the futon as Momo trades lips for tongue and spreads her open with dexterous fingers. She never expected this from the soft-spoken lieutenant of the Fifth Division but Momo makes her pay for the understatement, licking sounds out of her Rangiku has never made in her life. When the orgasm hits her, she can see stars in her field of vision and claws at the futon beneath her as her body moves of its own accord.

 

Momo smiles up at her, does it again.

Comments

[sylvaine]

Very nice :D

[isamikodakas]

thanks so much!