yesterday's drabble

[purplekitte]

Somehow, I just fell asleep as soon as I got home last night and never posted this. I don't even know if this is physically possible, but Yoruichi-sama's talented.

Title: “Milk”
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Yoruichi/Rangiku
Rating: PG-13
Warning: shoujo-ai, flirtingy innuendo-ness (I've been searching for ages for the correct word and have failed)
Word Count: 109
Time: 11 minutes
Disclaimer: Bleach not mine.

Yoruichi sometimes forgot what form she was in. She saw a bowl of milk on the floor and she leaned her head into it and started lapping it up with her tongue.

Rangiku had no doubt that she had no idea how erotic it was. Not that knowing would have stopped her; this was Yoruichi, after all.

Yoruichi glanced up, a line of milk dribbling out of her mouth, and grinned as she saw Rangiku’s gaze on her.

“Did you want some, Rangiku?”

Rangiku found she had nodded, mutely. Yoruichi sauntered over and pressed her lips against Rangiku’s, prying open her lips and depositing a mouthful of milk inside.

Comments

[glass-houses.livejournal.com]

It was really hot until that last sentence.

[purplekitte.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Yoruichi's just weird, I think.