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Chapter 17
Rangiku left her friend in Retsu’s capable hands and made her way to the room in which Ichigo was still confined. The only illumination in the spacious room was provided by her small candle, but it was more than enough for her sharp eyes to see every detail of the gorgeous man so enticingly bound to the bed. “Get the hell over it, idiot,” she whispered angrily to herself. Ran shook off the disturbing desires that plagued her whenever she was in the presence of this man and observed his unconscious form. He was breathing heavily; muscles tightly coiled and face twitching as though he was in the middle of a nightmare. She watched his obvious distress and felt pity climb its way into her heart. She wanted to hate him for what he did to her dearest friend, but she knew that was completely impossible. Ichigo had done some terrible things tonight but she knew that he was still a good person. When someone is given nothing but pain and heartache in their life, they will eventually reach a breaking point…now make that someone a demon and the potential for disaster increases astronomically. Tonight, Ichigo was dealt a crippling blow. He could have chosen a different way in which to deal with his pain, but Ran understood why he turned to the drugs. There are just some things in life that are best forgotten…and for Ichigo, tonight’s events definitely qualified. As Ran’s mind drifted to her own painful past, she didn’t notice the subtle movements of the man chained to the plush bed.
“What the hell?” Came Ichigo’s groggy voice. His words served to snap Ran out of her melancholy meanderings and she watched as he began to struggle against the Continue reading
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Chapter 22
~~Ichigo was poised above Rukia, looking lovingly into her beautiful face. As he entered her slowly, feeling every inch of her sheathe contract with pleasure, he felt such peace. Never before had he felt so complete…so loved. The pleasure becoming too intense for his leisurely pace, Ichigo ran his hand down her thigh, behind her knee, as he began sliding faster, deeper, and harder into her willing body. His mouth went unerringly to her breasts as his skillful tongue worked its magic on her. “AAAAhhhhh…Ichigo,” Rukia screamed as her orgasm tore through her.
As he felt her walls clamp around his rigid length, Ichigo squeezed his eyes tightly shut in an effort to gain control over his unruly body. It was deeply ingrained in him that a woman should experience more than one orgasm during sex, therefore letting his passion have free reign was difficult to do…Once a whore, always a whore, he supposed. She just wouldn’t stop milking his cock and it was making him a little insane.
When he opened his eyes to tell her to stop moving, Rukia was gone and in her place was Yoruichi. “What the…? Why the hell are you here?” Ichigo yelled in outrage. Yoruichi only smiled her oddly cat-like grin as she rolled her hips, taking him deeper inside. Ichigo hissed at the pleasure it brought him but tried to extricate himself from her grasp. He didn’t want this…he didn’t want her. He almost pulled all the way out of her body only to find that he was chained tightly to the bed and couldn’t move any further. Yoruichi said nothing but her smile widened a bit.
As he struggled against his bondage, Ichigo felt Continue reading
After Coming to Karakura Town To Fight The Arrancar Rangiku stayed at orihimes house where she discovered the she was feeling upset about how much rukia had helping ichigo she wanted to be able to help him to she talks to rangiku while she is in the shower she then starts to cry and looks up and sees rangiku still naked and drenched in water rangiku then hugs her and tickles her she then falls down with rangiku on her hands and knees rangiku begins talking and orihime then looks down and sees rangikus large breasts and and she cant help but dream about sucking on them she then starts crying while listening to what rangiku is saying they then sit up and orihime lays her head on rangikus breast once again dreaming about them and wants to suck on them for real but keeps telling herself not to she eventually she gives in and begins licking them which shocks rangiku she then stops realizing what she has done she and runs up to her room rangiku then goes up to her room to talk to her and tells her that she is not mad orihime starts crying again and rangiku goes over to her and kisses her and saying that she returns her feelings they both take there shirts of and suck on each others nipples
Chapter 23
Ichigo awoke actually feeling refreshed for the first time in a while. He didn’t know why his mind finally decided to cut him a break and not dream, but he was certainly grateful because of it. He stretched his arms and torso and roughly shook the sleeping midget at his side, “Oi, Rukia…wake your sweet ass up!”
One murderous blue eye cracked open and looked at the wide-awake imbecile before slamming shut once more.
“Awww, come on baby…don’t be like that,” He climbed on his knees and began bouncing up and down like an excited toddler, “Wakey, wakey!”
“I-chi-goooo,” Rukia shrieked in rage, “Leave me the hell alone you abnormally happy idiot! If you wanted to wake me up, you should have done it sensually…not like a TWO YEAR OLD!” With that wail, Rukia yanked the covers over her head and turned away from her lover/current bane of her existence.
Ichigo smirked but settled down immediately. “Forgive me, aijin,” he purred while running his hand across her blanketed silhouette. Rukia sighed in contentment at his treatment and Ichigo slowly pulled the blanket down to her waist. He rested his head on his hand as he lazily stroked her soft skin. “Is this better?” He asked with a sweet smile.
“Yes…much better, thank you,” Rukia said with a satisfied sigh.
“Good,” he said with a wicked grin, “Maybe you won’t kill me for doing this…” Thus a supreme tickle-fest immediately commenced. Ichigo started out strong, but the victory eventually went to the small and supremely fast, Rukia. At the end of it, both of them were panting-completely exhausted from laughin Continue reading
Chapter 25
Ichigo spent a few more hours practicing going into and out of his demon state. In addition to the change itself, Rukia had him do quite a bit of sonido training. As good as it felt to be able to control every part of his mind and body, the training was not without cost-Ichigo was mentally drained on top of being bone weary. Sweat poured down his shirtless body (they had long since given up the search for that elusive item of clothing) as the two of them slowly made their way from the training area back to the house.
Rukia was in much better shape since she was working in the role of drill sergeant and Ichigo was the one actually running all of the ‘drills’. She was humming a light tune while thinking back on the successes of the day…among other things. As they neared the villa, Rukia caught sight of a bright white head of her mentor and friend, Ukitake Soudaishou, and smiled with delight…until she saw his companion. Aizen Ulquiorra.
What the FUCK is he doing here? She thought furiously while trying to organize her chaotic mind. It’s too early…I’m not prepared! I’m not ready to see him and they’ve already seen us so there is no way I can hide Ichigo…SHIT! She had really been enjoying their time together and she certainly didn’t want this ruse to begin so soon. Rukia raised a shaky hand in polite greeting, knowing the sharp eyed demons could see her but thanking her lucky stars that they weren’t in hearing range yet. How in holy hell am I supposed to work this? Think. Think. THINK YOU SLOW-MINDED FOOL!
Then, all of a sudden, she knew what she had to do…even though she didn’t want to. Otousama chose me to help them for two reasons, 1) Ulquiorra wants to marr Continue reading
The sky was blue, there were no clouds in the sky, and the temperature
was perfect. It was a beautiful say in Soul Society. The trees outside
Seireitei rustled as Shihouin Yoruichi jumped from branch to branch. She
was not using Shunpo because she was searching for something, or rather
someone.
Just as she was about to give up, she heard a familiar sound. She heard
metal on metal, and a woman yelling. She moved closer, and saw the
Special Forces training under the person she was looking for. Soi Fong,
Captain of the second squad and leader of the Special Forces. Yoruichi
stood in the tree for a minute, listening to the voice that was stern,
but only she knew hid sweetness from the world. Tired of postponing what
she’d waited for over one hundred years, she jumped down amongst them
with cat-like grace.
When Yoruichi landed, there were whispers among the Special Forces, some
recognizing her and others asking who she was. Soi Fong stopped this
with a wave of her hand. “Leave us. I want to talk to her alone,” she
said coolly. The men immediately left, some tripping over each other in
their haste to leave, they could tell the Captain was angry. “What the
hell are you doing here?”
“I’ve come back, Little Bee.” Soi Fong was furious at being called by
her old nickname. The fact that Yoruichi had been the only person to
call her that only intensified her emotions.
“How dare you call me that!? You think you can just waltz Continue reading
Chapter 2
As Lieutenant Schiffer (at one point Ulquiorra Schiffer, the Fourth Espada, but that almost felt like another lifetime ago) placed the final form on the towering stack that comprised his day’s work, he turned to gaze at the full in-tray at the desk opposite his, taking a moment to appreciate the very beautiful woman who was currently fast asleep there, her head resting on the same desk. A smile crept across his face as he quietly called out in an attempt to wake her.
“Neliel?”
She shifted slightly, muttered something incomprehensible while gesturing vaguely with her right hand, and then proceeded to sink into an even deeper slumber. Shaking his head, Ulquiorra walked over and collected the neglected paperwork, careful not to disturb her as he leaned in to press a kiss to her temple, the hand not occupied with paperwork coming down to stroke her vivid green bangs out of her face. She murmured in her sleep once more, before appearing to snuggle up to a copy of the SWA’s latest newsletter. Leaving her to her sleep, he returned to his desk and his unofficial duty – doing Captain Neliel Tu Oderschvank’s paperwork.
He would concede, if pressed, that the woman he loved had one or two faults. He personally found them endearing, but he supposed he was rather biased in that respect. One of these points would, however, be a complete inability to do her paperwork. In Neliel’s hands even the simplest mission report could become indecipherable, and leave the Central 46 weeping tears of sheer frustration as they tried to work out what in Hueco Mundo was going on in the Seventh Division. The second fault would have to be that, despite all the best Continue reading