No Way Out(A HTTYD Love Story Part 25)

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Carstella groaned and rubbed her eyes furiously to rid them of any sleep that dared to impede her scarlet orbs from doing their job.

She glanced at the clock siting on her desk with a yawn and flinched seeing that it was almost 7 in the morning. Last time she had checked the thing, it had hardly been past 2.

The dark haired girl let out a whine as she looked back at the half written report for the government she needed to get in. She desperately wanted it to get done as soon as possible, as that would be the last thing she needed to do for that for the week.

She sighed and stretched out in her chair for a moment before picking herself up and stumbling out of her office and into the kitchen to make another pot of coffee.

Carstella yawned again and rubbed her eyes as she waited for the liquid to brew. She hadn’t gotten any sleep over the past couple of days.

She had mountains of research into the tourism industry, submitted reports to Stoik about what was done, had to be done, and further ideas to make things run smoother. She had estimated and explained various results of encrypted letters and had even found time enough to make a key for them to make life a little easier. She had identified previously unknown drug, sex, and weapon traffickers, and had busted a shipment of illegal substances.

Despite doing all this good, however, the girl felt like absolute garbage.

She leaned against the counter to keep herself upright. Her head started to pound and she grew slightly dizzy.

You finish that report, and then get some sleep. She told herself.

You can’t. She argued, Bjorn isn’t going to be in today until 3. You have to make it until then.

Carstella opened her eyes and saw that the coffee was done. Resolving herself to sleep once Bjorn was in, come hell or high water, she took a step towards the coffee pot to fill up her mug that sat on the counter next to it.

She never made it there, unfortunately.

Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the edge of the counter, bent double over the sink emptying her stomach into the stainless steel bowl.

She choked and coughed as she did, trying desperately to keep it down.

The yellow, brownish substance quickly became red as her mouth filled with a copper flavour. Her mind swam and her vision blurred. The red eyed girl fought to keep herself upright, putting all her weight on the counter as needed.

I’m still not recovered, am I? She asked herself as she turned the tap on to clean out the sink.

The attempted execution still had more than a few lingering effects on her, despite her best efforts to keep them hidden.

Carstella felt her hair get lifted back from her face and a gentle hand begin to rub lightly on her back.

“Are you okay, Stell?” Tuff whispered to the girl, worry and concern were all too apparent in his voice.

She opened her mouth to reply but stopped.

You just threw up blood. She reasoned, you can’t see straight, and I wouldn’t trust your legs right now if your life depended on it. If you tell him that you are alright, I’m smacking you.

“No.” Carstella choked out as she spat to remove the taste from her mouth, “No, I’m really not.”

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Teddy Bear(A Hisagi Shuuhei Love Story Part 12)

A sickening crack followed by a blood curdling scream echoed out through the training grounds. Sobs followed close behind it.

“I know it was you, just admit to it.” Shiai growled to the blubbering girl on the ground.

“I didn’t do anything!” Suki screamed, “Why are you hurting me!?”

“Then who was it?” The pale girl snarled.

“I don’t know! Go ask Aiko!”

“I did. She said it was your idea. Now tell me why.” Shiai demanded.

Suki sobbed for a few moments, ignoring the question. Shiai, nearing the end of her ropes, sighed.

“Alright, we’ll play your game again. Give me your other arm.”

“No!” Suki cried.

“Then why? Tell me.”

“Shuuhei’s a great guy.” The dark haired girl began between sobs, “He’s amazing. And he ignored equally amazing women for your sickly, tomboy, ass. You could never satisfy him the way he deserves! He deserves better, Shiai! And you know it!”

“Maybe he does.” The red eyed girl began coldly, “But he chose me. And I’ll do my damnedest to make sure he’s happy, because that’s what he does for me.”

“You aren’t gonna get away with this.” Suki continued to sob, “You’ll face repercussions for what you’ve done to me!”

“Maybe so.” Shiai shrugged, “But maybe next time you’ll think twice about messing with me. You clearly didn’t get the message the first time around.”

“And daddy’s gonna save you this time?” She spat.

Shiai shrugged again, “I couldn’t care less if he does, that’s his business. What I care about is you stop making drama. I don’t care if you wanna hang out with Shuuhei, he’s allowed to have friends. Just know that he’s off the market and not interested in you. Stealing isn’t nice. And for the record, I’m taking you to the fourth squad barracks. No sense leaving you out here to suffer more than you already have.”

“Don’t touch me!” Suki screamed and started flailing around as best she could to keep Shiai away from her.

The pale girl sighed, “Hard way again it is. Hainawa.”


I sat on top of the 9th squad barracks, quietly strumming a melody on my guitar. I had gotten a lot better at it. Not quite enough to want to share my music with anyone, but enough so that I was confident enough to not hide away in the living world as I practice.

“Sweet dreams are made of these, who am I to disagree.” The soft sound of someone singing along with the melody came from behind me. I turned, embarrassed, to see who it was. I relaxed slightly as I saw the familiar red eyes and glowing, pale skin.

“Why’d you stop?” She asked as she walked up next to me.

“I’m not used to playing in front of people.” I admitted.

“Fair enough.” She shrugged, “May I sit?”

I nodded and motioned her next to me. She took it gracefully, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.

“So,” She started awkwardly. I knew she wasn’t sure how to start or continue the conversation, and, being honest, neither did I. But I thought saying something might help.

“So, I saw Suki was in the recovery ward, along with Aiko. You tie up the loose ends you wanted to?” Well that was ridiculous, I thought. Of course she tied them up, why else would they be there.

“Yeah,” She admitted sheepishly, “I think I might have gone a little too far. I broke Suki’s arm, and Aiko, from what Unahana-taicho told me, has a lot of internal bleeding. I almost feel bad, like I shouldn’t have, but I honestly don’t regret it. Horrible as that is.”

“You’re just protecting your territory.” I offered.

She looked at me with serious eyes, “You don’t belong to me, Shuuhei. You’re allowed to go out, and have friends, and talk to people. I don’t want to make you feel like you can’t do that because of me, and I don’t want others to think you can’t because of me.”

I shrugged, “People’ll talk and spread rumors regardless of what we do, Red. The people who really know us will know the truth. Does that mean you’re not mad at me anymore?”

Smooth Shuuhei, real smooth.

She giggled slightly.

Worth it.

“I’m not mad anymore.” She said, her eyes alight and smile genuine. My heart soared hearing that. It had difficult to function knowing she wasn’t happy.

“I shouldn’t even have been before. And I’m sorry. Just,” She paused and shrugged, “Shit happens. It’s no excuse, but, I’m sorry.”

I shook my head, “You have no reason to be sorry, Shiai. I’m sorry I put you through that. I know you’ve been hurt before, and, I hurt you again.”

It was her turn to shake her head, “You didn’t hurt me, Shuuhei. You never could. It’s just, I’ve bottles things up since I was a kid. I had no clue how to let them out. And now it seems that it comes out when I don’t want it to, and it directs itself at you.”

“Maybe because you know I can take it?” I shrugged.

She shrugged too, “Can I tell you something really personal?”

The look in her eyes almost killed me. I had always seen a lot of emotion behind them, but never the vulnerability she showed me right then. She never looked like a scared little child in front of me before.

I nodded, not trusting my voice. It took everything in me not to toss my guitar to the side and pull her into a tight hug.

She hesitated for a moment and licked her lips before speaking, “When, I said I was hurt before. I wasn’t talking about a previous boyfriend. You’re actually my first.” She paused again and swallowed, “What I was talking about was, when I was about ten, or so. I-uh, I was walking home from school. This man, picked me up out of no where, brought me to this abandoned wear house, or something. And he, um, he.”

She stopped, her mouth twitching like she couldn’t find words that correctly described what had actually occurred. Her eyes, for the first time since I knew her, were glassy. She took a deep breath to try to steady herself before she continued.

“He hurt you.” I finished for her placing a hand on her shoulder. She just nodded, not wanting to look me in the eye.

“He-”

“You don’t need to tell me anymore, Shi.” I told her, setting my guitar aside so I could pull her into a hug and stop the tears before they came, “You were trying and that’s what matters. You trust me enough to share those scars with me. It’s difficult, and if it hurts too much to remember then don’t. You’re here now, with me. We’ll make good memories that’ll eclipse the bad ones. You’re with me, and I love you. You don’t have to say anymore.”

She didn’t. She buried her face in my shoulder and held tightly onto me for a long time. It was only after about a minute or so did I realize my shoulder was wet, and she was crying.

She always had to be something else, something tough and capable. She never got the chance, or even the option, to be sweet and innocent. Something in my heart twanged at the thought, but it was soon replaced by burning rage at the thought of what some human did to her. I had the funniest of feelings she wasn’t going to say hurt, beat, or attacked me. But something far more heinous.

“You’re okay, Shiai.” I cooed and rubbed her head, “I have you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Crimson Love(A Renji Yomo Lemon)

My back roughly hit the hard wall as a skilled tongue forced its way into my mouth. My fingers tangled their way into silky blonde hair. Our teeth clashed together as I wrapped my legs around his slim hips, trying desperately to get closer to him.

His hands pulled my shirt open, forcing buttons to fly. We both took a reluctant moment to catch our breaths and stared into each others black and red eyes. We both had our kagune activated from earlier.

A fight, a small injury, and I was covered in blood. It had soaked through my cloths and smeared onto my skin, creating an… interesting contrast to the heat and lust we were both feeling at the moment.

I pushed his jacket off and all but ripped his shirt up over his head. Renji lifted his arms to aid me, I tossed it to the side before running my tongue over his collar bone.  He pulled at and tore the wrappings I wore around my chest while in costume, allowing my modest chest to spring free. He palmed one of my breasts while his other hand was on my ass, massaging that.

I moaned against his pale skin before I bit down, drawing a small amount of blood. It was his turn to moan as I licked it all up. His one hand left my chest and instead tangled into my dark hair, pulling me away from him. He flashed me a shit eating grin before tugging my head back further and attacking my chest with millions of love bites.

I moaned quietly as his sinful mouth worked its magic, and let out a louder one as he actually broke skin on the top of my left breast, drawing blood. Which he happily lapped up before sucking on my nipple.

I panted, getting even hotter and more bothered by the second. If things didn’t proceed soon, I’d go crazy. Without thinking I removed my hands from his hair and reached down to undo his belt and pants, sticking my hands down and rubbing his half hard cock in his pants.

“Amaya.” He growled in my ear.

“Renji.” I matched, “I can’t wait much longer.”

“For someone so patient in everyday life, you certainly are pushy during sex.” He nipped as my neck.

I ground my hips against his as I replied, “Only because you tease me so much.”

“I give you what you want eventually.” He gasped.

“Not soon enough if you ask me.”

Before I knew it my bare chest was pressed against the cold, brick side of the building I had once been pressed against. My back was arched with my ass sticking out towards Renji, who firmly had one hand in between my shoulder blades keeping me pinned against the wall while his other worked on my belt. Then the button on my pants. And then the zipper. Before slowly pulling down my pants and panties halfway down my thighs.

His hand that was on my back moved towards my face.

“Suck.” He commanded.

I grinned as I took two of his didgets in my mouth without question and began suckling for dear, sweet life. All the while I could feel him get harder and harder as his member was partially resting on my ass, waiting patiently for the proper lubricant. The man never wanted to hurt me.

I slowly took in a third and watched the reaction on his face as I turned my head to look at him. The hunger in his red eyes could not be  more evident. And I returned ever last drop.

He finally couldn’t take it anymore and removed his fingers from my mouth, wasting no time he thrust one into me.

I moaned and braced myself against the wall with my arms as he began to finger fuck me. He added another and scissored me to stretch me in order to take his size. He wasn’t unbelievably giant, on the other hand, I was quite small down there. As he added the third finger I felt stretched the point of tearing and whimpered slightly in pain. Soft lips touched my lips as his fingers were removed. I whined at the loss but knew it was only temporary and was about to be replaced by something better.

He lined himself up at my entrance before ramming into me. I moaned in surprise and pleasure, but he was able to fit. Renji stayed like that for a few moments, allowing the time to adjust myself around him.

I nodded and braced myself better against the wall when I was used to his feel. The blonde planted his feet and gripped my hips before starting a killer pace. I moaned out again, the melody of skin slapping on skin and the occasional squelch of sex echoed out in the night air. My core was alight with fire only Renji was capable of bringing out in me, and my chest was ice cold pressed against the building. It was almost too much.

I felt Renji started to pulse inside me, knowing he was close. I had plans to milk him for all he was worth. One of his hands was removed from my hip as he reached around to play with my clit. That sent me over the edge. I was a convulsing, moaning mess as I pushed myself off the wall and into the chest and loving arms of Renji. He came inside me and held me close as I came down from my high.

His right hand drawing little designs along my abdomen. When I looked down, I saw he was actually drawing along my tummy with the still wet blood from my closed wound. I leaned my head back onto his shoulder and smiled at him. He smiled at me.

“I love you.” We both said at the same time, before leaning in and meeting for a passionate kiss.