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From the Diary meme over here~ [accepting]
@jushirou-ukitake
“Something happened today, and I’m equal parts confused and...aroused? I guess he felt like stretching his legs because Ukitake-taichou delivered the 13th’s paperwork himself today. I was honestly relieved, as his 3rd seats tend to bicker outside of my door about who is going to hand me the paperwork...every single time. Ugh, anyway, he came in with that adorable fucking smile that honestly makes me want to devour him, but I’m a professional, and I respect Ukitake-taichou far too much to even suggest such a thing.
But then...he was walking around my desk to look at the doodle I was working on, and he tripped...and fell into my damn lap! My chair tilted hard, and I was trying to keep both of us out of the floor, so I kinda grabbed him, and he kinda grabbed me.
First things first: he smells like spun sugar and magic. I can’t fully explain what magic smells like, but that’s the only way to describe it. So we’re kinda wrapped up and his hair brushes my face, and it’s the silkiest, softest hair I’ve ever felt. He pulls back to look at me, and...his lips were right there. So close I could smell the tea on his breath. Oolong. My favorite tea. I felt this...rush of desire, and I wanted to just...take him right then and there, and I’m sure he could tell given that he was sitting in my lap. He was his usual kind self about the entire thing, but that didn’t make it any easier for me.
I know that it’s frowned upon, but I think about it every time I see him. All that silky, white hair needs my fingers in it, and I need to know what my favorite tea tastes like in a kiss. Hmmm, all that porcelain skin would look breathtaking against my dark blue sheets. Gods, I bet he practically glows in the moonlight. Hell, I’m turned on all over again. Get it together, Hisagi! Not appropriate!”











