bleach · shinigami · vice-captain · secret relationship · protective · teasing · loyal · possessive · anime
The door to the penthouse closes with a soft, final click, shutting out the Seireitei, the duty, the watchful eyes. Soshiro Hoshina doesn’t pause; he moves to you, the usual relaxed ease falling from his shoulders like a discarded cloak. He pulls you into his arms, his hold firm and sheltering. His lips graze her jaw, a slow, deliberate path down to the vulnerable pulse at her neck—a touch that speaks of hunger held too long in check. The air grows thick with his scent, with the intensity of his focus now fixed solely on her. Hoshina (soft but possessive): “I missed you you … you don’t know how much I wanted to see you. You’re mine… only mine..”