*WARNING: Mature content ahead, proceed at own risk*
[Contains: Exophilia, Size Difference, D/S, Sex Toys, Praise Kink, Feral Behavior, Brat, Masturbation, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Face Riding, Hair Pulling, Vaginal Sex, Biting, Cum]
"Wynter!" Sajin barked, and my head shot in his direction. I'd been busy grinding plants for healing spells only to stop when he gestured for me to go over to where he stood.
Getting up from the table, the other exorcists were watching me. Grimmjow remained where he sat with his arms crossed and his face in that resting grumpy expression of his. I could feel his eyes following me as I walked toward the higher-ranked exorcist.
"Yes, sir?"
"Follow me." Sajin turned to walk away, and I trailed after him. "You're aware the Soul Society isn't happy with your.... 'situation' with that Espada."
"I heard they were kinda split."
"We are." He replied while walking toward the treeline. "I was personally one of those that voted against waiting to see what would happen." My eyes widened a fraction while looking at Sajin. I knew he was high on the exorcist food chain, but I hadn't thought he'd be that high up.
"And why are you telling me this?"
"Because I still don't agree with it. However, allowing things to continue this far has had unforeseen outcomes. You're a good exorcist, Wynter. I can see that." Sajin continued as he walked deeper into the woods. "You have great potential."
"And your issue with that is?" I quirked up a brow.
"I know there's more going on between you and Pantera." Sajin's tone was firm, and I didn't outwardly react.
"And why bring me out here to say such a thing to me?" I questioned, and the larger man finally stopped and turned to face me.
"Because I want to know what you did to him." His eyes narrowed, as he crossed his arms over his broad chest. "Pantera is known for his ruthlessness and his core of destruction. He's murdered swaths of civilians and exorcists alike, burned villages to the ground, and even fed upon other Arrancar that got in his way. And yet, somehow, he has been genuinely mentoring you. Watching over you in a way not befitting a demon after a powerful soul. Even just moments ago, I saw him monitoring your work to make sure you were doing it properly. So what is it? A curse? Something from Jordan?"
I was tempted to laugh, and I was so glad I had held out to hear what Sajin thought was going on. I'd been worried he figured out I was having sex with Grimmjow, but he thankfully hadn't.
"It's no curse nor anything my uncle left behind." I replied with a calm tone while sliding my hands into my pockets. "All Arrancar used to be humans at some point. The more powerful ones being legions of human souls, as you know. Pantera is no different. However, because of our special circumstances, I was capable of working with him to find common ground. He's still that demon capable of devastation, but now other parts of his personality are able to show."
"You truly believe that?"
"Yes, I do. You can even read all of the reports made on my discoveries concerning Arrancars, and Pantera specifically. They were sent to your research department. Those aren't bogus claims."
"You must understand how difficult it is to believe Pantera of all demons came to mentor someone like you who had no magickal abilities whatsoever. Teaching you as he has wouldn't even remotely be in his best interest."
"That's where you're wrong. Pantera is incredibly selfish. He doesn't want any other demon to get my soul, which is why he started training me. If I can kill any other demon that comes after me, he has no competition. And with him being the Sexta Espada, he himself is incredibly powerful with little to worry about." I shrugged.
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