Hey. Sorry for not updating my other story, I have lost interest in it for now. If I can't think of anything soon, I might just remove it and restart. The storyline is based off of a story that x-Mon Cherie made. It's really good, so I made an IchiRuki one.


Ever since she had got that bathing suit with Rangiku, it was so difficult to even be several inches away from his midget friend.

It fit perfectly on her petit frame, the fabric setting just a bit below her hips to exaggerate how slender she was. The top...it was wonderful. It covered her breasts so it didn't show too much but still let his imagination wander to what was residing underneath the fabric. Her breasts were pulled up from the top ties of her bikini top, exaggerating the size of her B-C cup chest. The subtle purple color of the bikini brought out the color of her eyes and helped make her pale skin stand out.

They stopped along a deserted portion of the beach. Some bushes grew just at the top of the cliff they had wandered up to earlier. The sun shone through the white clouds above them, causing the bright sky to become a seemingly impossible brighter blue. Rukia bent over to look through her beach bag on the ground, giving Ichigo a great view of her round ass.

"Ah, I think it's time for a little break. Those menos Grande were a bit much."

She stood back up, stretching her arms above her head. Just as she looked over at him, he nodded while looking away, trying to focus on anything else, which was proving difficult.

"Ichigo, why didn't you get a swimsuit too?"

Hearing the question made him think over why he didn't buy one. He already knew the answer; he was getting way too turned on lately and luckily his tight jeans hid that very well. A swimsuit would just broadcast it pretty much every five minutes.

"They just didn't have any I liked very much."

He shrugged as she tilted her head to the side. Her blue purple eyes simply stared at him and he couldn't help but to look back at her now.

"Oh well that's too bad. It would've been interesting to see."

It was an odd thing for her to say. Was that a form of flirting or had he just read too much into it? The small smile forming on her lips showed that maybe he wasn't misinterpreting, and so he smirked slightly in return.

"Hmm...Well maybe next time."

She giggled softly while swaying her hips as she walked toward him. "Not next time. C'mon, take that dark clothing off; you're in all dark colors. You must be dying from the heat."

Was she serious? He raised an eyebrow slightly; unsure of if he should heed her request or brush it off. When she moved closer and started tugging at the bottom of his shirt, causing him to jolt in surprise.

"Oh-hey..!"

"Don't be shy, your face looks like your name sake!"

It didn't take her long to pull off his top. The adorned clothing fell to the ground, revealing his sun kissed chest, which was previously covered by a very thin dark blue top, now exposed to the blazing summer sun. He stared down at her with an un-amused look on his face, which only made her giggle again as she continued.

Her small hands moved to his pants and he moved his hand to stop her.

"I can do that."

With a short nod and an almost slight blush, she stepped back and gazed at him as he hesitated for a moment. Was he really doing this? A bit disgruntled at the situation, he began undoing his pants. As they were shed and lay on the ground near the rest of his clothing, he stood there in shorts similar to that of boxers.

"Well that's close enough! You must be feeling better now, right?"

He grimaced a little, averting his eyes as he tried to think of anything but her eagerness to see him like this.

"Sure. What about you?"

The question made her slightly confused. She tilted her head again.

"I'm fine."

"I meant… you were so eager to take my clothes off."

He smirked at her, even though his voice sounded like a joking manner, he was actually being serious. She took it as a joke, but whenever he let his gaze linger on her, Rukia would have a light blush dusting her cheeks whenever she noticed. Whether it was from the heat or embarrassment he wasn't sure.

"I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable."

"Do you really want to help make me feel comfortable?"

The question made her look over at him with curiosity in her purple eyes. As she nodded, he made a movement with his hand for her to turn around. Looking a bit confused, she slowly turned so her back was to him.

He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but she brought it upon herself, so she's going to have to deal with the consequences. As he approached her from behind, he let his body stay mere inches from her own. But that didn't stop the bulge in his pants from brushing against the small of her back.

The soft gasp that emitted showed that she was now aware of what was happening. She could feel his tan hands slowly moving to glide down sides before resting at her hips.

"You're going to have to do something for me if you truly want me to be comfortable, Rukia," He purred in her ear.

She swallowed slightly, her mind consumed with thoughts and confusion as she was unsure of what to make of it all. She was caught off-guard, but she couldn't deny that she has stopped and stared at her fighting companion's well-defined body every now and then, or get caught up in staring at his chocolate brown eyes. She always wondered what it felt like for him to touch her like he was touching her now.

"I-Ichigo..."

With a smirk almost permanent on his lips, he held her still while pushing her body forward just a bit. As his hand moved down her back, he helped her to bend over. Her hands moved out in front of her to hold onto the gate near the bushes.

She could feel him shifting, and within seconds her bikini bottoms had pulled off her slender hips and she felt something wet sliding over her woman hood. The realization was almost too much to handle, but it became even more intense as he ran his tongue up and over her clit slowly.

Her uneasiness seemed to be pushed aside as she got caught up in the pleasure quickly. There had been a few times that she would be alone and would experiment in touching herself, but nothing could compare to the pleasure Ichigo was bringing her.

'Maybe,' she thought, 'it's because it's him doing these things to me that I'm reacting so much more then to my own hand.' His tongue rolled around her clit before bringing it into his mouth to suck on it, before he pushed his index finger into her slowly. She couldn't hold back a moan anymore, especially as he started to thrust his finger in and out in time with his licking and sucking on her clit.

Biting her lip, her hands grasped tightly onto the gate in front of her, her knuckles turning white from her death grip. It was too intense; it was so intoxicating, that she could already feel herself growing close to finishing. She felt a second finger move into her just as his tongue licked up some of the wetness that had begun to drip off his finger and out of her. He shifted his hand so his palm was facing upward, before rubbing that hard to reach pleasure spot on the top of her vaginal walls while trusting into her.

The loud smacking sound from his fingering made her realize how wet she was getting. And as he removed his fingers and replaced it with his tongue to lick inside of her deeply, she felt herself moaning his name loudly.

He chuckled slightly during his ministrations, causing a vibration which sent shivers over her body. As he slowly licked up the remnants of wetness from her inside and outside of her, he let his mouth linger along the outside of her. Whispering lowly, his breath washed over her woman hood causing her to shudder.

"That's what you get for teasing me so much in that bikini…"

Her body felt so weak from his ministrations but so alive at the same time. From his teasing, she had been left there still longing for her release. AS the shuffling behind her ended, it only took a few seconds for the substitute soul reaper to slowly start pushing himself into her.

A smirk made it way on his lips as he heard her gasp and moan as his length pushed enthusiastically into her. She was tight, but with how wet she was getting, it wouldn't be difficult to satisfy the fantasy he had been having for a while now.

He could see her gripping tightly at the gate as his hands grasped onto her hips. With ease he was thrusting into her wetness, the tip of his dick pressing completely inside of her. It was as he felt the friction increasing that the pleasure started to encase in his mind and body and began to multiply.

The sound of smacking was far from subtle and anyone nearby would've surely heard the slapping of skin against skin. Not to mention Rukia was hardly able to hold back her moans now as he was literally fucking her harder than she could've ever imagined.

The temptation had been building for months, and having her tease him as much as she did on a daily basis had grown to a point that he had to have a release. He could've done it alone, but having the object of your affection is much more satisfying, especially when she was so eager to have you as well.

"Ah, mmm, Ichigo…"

She couldn't even finish what she wanted to say. It was taking all she had to hold onto the gate just so she could continue having him thrust so roughly into her without collapsing. Every so often she would try to match his trusts, but her legs felt tingly, and she would have to grip the fence harder so she wouldn't fall. She didn't want him to stop, but from his teasing earlier she could feel her climax getting closer by the second.

"Rukia…"

A dark blush took over her fair-skinned cheeks as she felt his breath on her damp back. His thrusting was getting more erratic and fast inside of her, as her walls clamped onto him; he let out a groan before thrusting faster into her. Her moans turned into loud screams of ecstasy, his name jumbled in between.

She called out his name as she released, her wetness seeping out and dripping onto the sand, and it only got worse as Ichigo thrust several more times into her, before letting his own cum release deeply inside of her.

His hands gripped at her hips still as he felt his body slowly calm down. The feeling of her cum coating his dick made it more difficult for him to stay inside of her for much longer without getting hard again, so he easily slipped out. As he did so, she collapsed to the ground, the mix of cum dripping out of her.

He went to go grab a towel to wipe himself off, and then he began to get dressed. Kneeling down next to her, he pulled her up slightly and spread her legs apart to wipe her wet woman hood of their cum before helping her onto her slightly shaky legs.

"You know, you shouldn't ask to take my clothes off unless you're going to finish the job."

With a playful smirk he pulled her against him, wrapping his arms around her waist, her hands resting on his chest.

"Idiot…" Rukia mumbled out before wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing his face to hers.

Ichigo chuckled before closing the distance between their mouths. Rukia moaned in pleasure as his tongue forced its way into her mouth, fighting with her own for dominance. Rukia gave up, letting his warm tongue explore her mouth. Her arm wrapped around his neck and her other hand wound its way into his hair. "Rukia…" Ichigo murmured on her mouth, "Let's continue this at home, alright," Ichigo said, causing Rukia to get all hot again.

"Mmmhmm…" Rukia pulled away from him and put the dress she brought with her on, before stuffing the towel in the bag. When she turned around, she ran right into Ichigo. He chuckled before grabbing her hand, lacing their fingers together, before walking home.


I dont know if i will add another chapter or not. R&R