13.

Title: Good Boy
Rating: R
Pairing/Character/s: GinxKira
Word Count: 625
Warning/s: Why yes, this is vaguely pornographic. And a little bit fetishy too. JaB’s fault. Alllll JaB’s fault.
Summary: Kira has some dangerous addictions.
Dedication: Francis, because I’m STILL evil. XD
A/N: Why yes, this is the first time I’ve written something like this. Be gentle.

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Kira, in the time of his academy days, had been a model student. His teachers had loved him, his grades were top-notch, and he had had good friends he could always talk to.

All that hard work and diligence and good-behavior paid off in the end, because he was pre-accepted into the Gotei-13 just like Hisagi-senpai had been, and since then, he has been under Ichimaru-taichou’s diligent tutelage.

He thinks it’s a little bit ironic that even in the tumultuous, stressful time of his youth, it wasn’t until he became a real, full-fledged shinigami that his addictions started building up, one by one. All his life he had been free of such things because he had a goal to reach. It was only once he was in the very place he always wanted to be that he found something to become addicted to.

And it’s not exactly the healthy kind of addiction either, because his ribs hurt and there will be finger-shaped bruises on his throat tomorrow that will have to be covered up with something. He thinks it might be painful to walk in the morning as well, and he hopes that the cuts on his chest will have stopped bleeding so that he won’t have to bandage them himself.

He’s certain it’s the most not-healthy addiction in the world, but he’s too busy at the moment to compare it with any other types of addictions he knows of because his mind is fuzzy when Ichimaru-taichou touches him like that in certain places, when his captain cuts him with Shinsou and licks the blood from his back, when he bites down hard on his neck and then sucks on it with deceptive gentleness.

Kira thinks sex shouldn’t be like this, at least from what he’s heard about it, but this is the only kind of intimate touch he’s ever felt, and he thinks that he’s addicted to it, because the thought of his blood in Ichimaru-taichou’s mouth makes him unbelievably hot inside, and it just doesn’t seem right if he can walk straight in the morning anyway.

Gin calls him a good boy, purrs it against his skin before he tongues Kira’s ear, and Kira shivers, hoping that as a reward, Ichimaru-taichou will be kind tonight and fuck him hard and fast so that the hurting will start to be inseparable from the pleasure just like he likes it.

And Gin obliges him, because Kira is his obedient vice-captain, his good, docile boy, and the captain’s hands start squeezing tighter and tighter around Izuru’s throat until the other shinigami chokes and sputters and comes so hard he can’t hold himself up anymore.

And Gin smiles and follows his good little Kira, breathing sweetly against the blonde’s skin, which begins to burn from the cuts and bruises a little more intensely each minute Kira’s takes coming down from his orgasm. It makes him shiver there underneath his captain’s outstretched body, and as tired as he is, he can’t help but wanting to be hurt a little bit more before the night ends.

But then Gin’s hand is in his hair and he’s telling his subordinate to get some rest, because good vice-captains, obedient little boys like Kira, need to be up early to do their jobs. And then Ichimaru is on his feet, the sound of clothing being readjusted reaching Izuru’s ears before Gin is gone from his room and he’s left alone, bleeding and sticky and unable to move from where he’s laid out on the floor.

He thinks that maybe sex shouldn’t be like this, but this is the only kind he’s ever known, and when it gets right down to it, he’s so addicted that trying anything else would be futile anyway.

END