AN: So I decided to make some IchiHime drabbles/one shots and put them all into one story. I'm not sure how often I'll update or how long the chapters will be, but I hope I do a good job with this. I do not own Bleach or any of its characters, because if I did then there would be IchiHime in every episode.
Not So Innocent Touches
Orihime's Point Of View
As my mind awakens, I feel so warm. The sun must be up. I blink open my eyes and smile at the fact that I was right. The sun is shining through the thin curtains, lighting up the room.
I sit up gently so as not to awaken the man beside me. Ichigo's bare back is to me, one arm under his pillow and the other arm on top.
I scoot closer to his body and lightly trace patterns on his back. Then I proceed to comb my fingers through his soft, orange hair. I love the way his hair is so soft, despite how spikey it looks.
Suddenly, he flips over on his back. I giggle lightly; surprised he hasn't woken up yet. I slide my hand across his bare chest before placing kisses on it. I can't help but kiss all over his chest before going up to his jawline and finally his lips.
That's when he finally wakes up.
I pull away giggling, "Oh, I see, I had to kiss you to wake you up. Just like sleeping beauty."
"Orihime…what were you doing while I was asleep…?"
"Just tracing patterns on your body and leaving kisses everywhere. Why?"I say and ask innocently.
"Well…that explains the dream."
Before I can ask him what it was about, he rolls over, on top of me, and kisses me. I let him pin my hands back against the pillows as he presses his body closer to mine.
What an exciting morning.
Ichigo and I are lying on the couch, enjoying a quiet, peaceful moment while our daughters are out with Rukia and Renji at the zoo.
As he sits up, I position myself to give him a massage because I've noticed that he's been looking a bit tense lately. I rub his shoulders gently and feel him relax a bit. I smile to myself and continue.
At one point, I almost fall over but luckily only my chest hits his back before I regain my posture. I feel him tense up so I rub his shoulders a bit harder. I hear a light moan escape his lips.
"Ichigo…?"
He reaches back and grabs my hand. I stop my movements as he turns around and motions for me to turn around so he can massage me. I smile, roll my eyes, and do as he says.
At first, I feel relaxed because he does the same thing I was doing to him but then I feel a bit aroused because he starts kissing my neck as his hands gently rub my shoulders down to my forearms.
I bite my lip and force myself to stay put. However, he just keeps kissing my neck. I finally cave when he nicks my neck with his teeth.
I gasp out his name and turn around, pushing him back against the sofa before sitting on his lap. Then I lean over and start kissing him as I pin his hands on either side of his head.
As I begin to unbutton his shirt I hear talking at the door. Damn! They're back.
I pull away from Ichigo's lips and quickly straighten myself up. Ichigo fixes up his shirt and we both stand up to greet them at the door.
"Hey, Rukia, Renji. How did it go? Did they behave?" I ask as I usher the girls in.
"Of course they behaved, they're little angels. Everything went great. I'll look forward to taking care of them on Saturday as well,"Rukia replies as she waves at Ichigo and the girls who are already clinging to him asking him for who knows what.
I thank her again before waving goodbye and closing the door. As the girls rush to their room, Ichigo sends me a mischievous smile before disappearing after the girls.
It's Saturday, and I found out that Ichigo had convinced the girls to convince Rukia and Renji to let them sleep over for the weekend.
I smile and shake my head at him as he waves one last time at the girls. "What?" He asks innocently.
"Oh nothing. But you do know we have that meeting today, right? So we can enroll the girls in grade school."
"Of course I remember…now let's get ready for it."
I smirk at him before leaving to our bedroom to change. I know exactly how to get back at him. He thinks he'll beat me at this game? Well he's wrong.
We are seated in front of the principal's desk, listening to him ramble on about things parents should know about the school. When he turns around to look for the papers we have to sign, I rub Ichigo's thigh gently a few times; each stroke getting closer to a certain area. He grunts but covers his grunt up by clearing his throat.
I pull my hand away just as the middle-aged man turns around and drops a small stack of papers in front of Ichigo. He hands him a pen and points to the areas where he needs to sign. Since they're both distracted, I rub the tip of my shoe against Ichigo's leg.
I feel him tense up but he continues signing, pretending I hadn't done anything. I smile lightly as Ichigo finishes signing the papers. The man then points to a spot, I pretend to be interested and lean on Ichigo.
My chest is pressed against his arm so I purposely move while still leaning on him. He tenses up, yet again. I smile before asking the man if I need to sign anything. He nods and turns around to look for more papers.
I take advantage and stroke Ichigo's thigh again, but this time inward instead of up and down. He grabs my hand but quickly let's go when the man turns around again.
I pick up the pen Ichigo left on the desk and sign the areas the principal points at. As soon as I'm done he says, "Well that's all that needs to be signed. You'll receive more information about their classes through the mail. If you have any questions don't hesitate to come and ask. Have a nice day."
"Thank you, have a nice day as well,"I reply as I bow to him. Ichigo bows slightly before grabbing my hand and tugging me behind him.
As soon as we get home, he pins me against the wall by the front door. I moan as he kisses my neck and pulls off my jacket. He proceeds to unbutton my shirt and slip it off of me, still kissing me hungrily.
"Orihime…don't make me wait this long…ever again."Ichigo murmurs in my ear as I unbutton his shirt.
"I wasn't doing anything wrong. Those were innocent touches…" I whisper as lifts me up so I can wrap my legs around his waist.
"Yeah right,"he says as he kisses me and as I unbuckle his pants.
Once I finally get his pants, and boxers, down, he enters me. I moan so loudly that I almost worry that the neighbors heard. At the same time, I don't care though.
Even if they hear my cries of pleasure and come knocking, thinking that they're cries of help, we wouldn't stop…
AN: I'll start off with this chapter because ever since I wrote it for my other story, (Five Different Lives), I've wanted to write more to it. P.S., not all chapters will be this intense but it'll be rated M for safety. Please review:)
