Thread: Throwing in a Variable (Shyone x thewhiterabbit)

The affection, with which Appaci treated him, was something that Ryou had never received form anyone before, at least nothing like this anyway. The Shinigami wasnt even sure if she meant it, or was just messing with him, but frankly he did not care. Still his paranoid nature did put up a small barrier in his mind that at first was keeping him form giving into the moment. Yet the Arrancar was breaking even this down very quickly. The second kiss was a bit different, since Appaci would notice it was not just her doing all the work, as the nervous male gently ran his hand up into the locks of her blue hair to the back of her head. Ryou pulled Appaci towards him just as she did to him, though his hesitant nature was still obvious when compared to the Arrancar. When their lips separated, Ryou gently clung to his newly found source of affection. He wasnt the type you would consider clingy by any means, but he didnt exactly want this moment to end anytime soon either. Soft moans escaped from lips with ever possessive nip that Appaci left on his body. The Shinigamis hands slid up to caress over her shoulders, and threw the Arrancars hair as she slipped lower on his lithe form. The erection that been ever growing in his loose fitting pants, was now fully erect though Ryou was doing what he could to hide it Appaci was in position that it wouldnt be that hard to figure out. Finally in the midst of teasing him, she decided to answer his question, and he now had a name for at least one of his captors, Appaci-sssama There was a tone of submissive respect in his words, which was brought by the intimate nature of the moment, Im Ryou Kurosawa Ryou to be exact. It seemed though, that Appaci wished to tease him, as the Shinigami found himself looking her in the eye again The steam filled room had long begun to wet Ryous hair, which now clung to his face. It did so in a way, which his cute blushes at the Arrancars compliments were shown in a very blatant manner to other. His arms hung loosely around her neck again as he looked into those different colored eyes, and smiled in a sheepish manner, I guesss that will be alright Appaci-sssama. His words would probably always have that nervous undertone until he got used it, but at least the Shinigami was willing. The lithe fingers of his right hand gently played through the strands of blue hair at the back of the Arrancars head, that hung just above her neck. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Lifting an eyebrow in a mock show of curiosity, Gin walked over to stand there in front of Sun-Sung and simply stare at her. His expression was as unchanging as his presence was haunting. He didnt need to say a single word, but it almost seemed like he knew the Arrancar was up to something. Even with that unchanging smile the man radiated the sense that he knew Harribel and the female Arrancar were up to something. If he actually did though, the Captain had no reason to say it would not be to his advantage after all. In fact if any of the Espada were able to get away with things behind Aziens back, then that would work out so much better for him when the time came. That of course depended on what exactly it was they were working on. Giving the Fraccion a moment to stew the man simply walked right past her and over the screens to press at one of the buttons to turn them on. When he touched it though, nothing happened. The buttons were made to work only for Harribel, and her Fraccion and though the Shinigami didnt know those details Ichimaru could pretty much deduce them for himself. Standing there facing the screens curiously he began to wonder, what it was the third Espada wanted hidden so badly. Without even turning around he began to speak, Now Sun-Sung-chan why would you think that I have come here to do any harm to you. There is no reason to be so nervous, I was just coming over to check and see what the four of you are up too. Harribel-san has had you running around like such busy bees the last few days that I simply became curious. Turning to look at her he asked in his usual tone, but there was almost a menacing undercurrent to it as well, You wouldnt be lying to me now would you my dear?