"You know, you're and idiot." Ichigo flicked my forehead and scowled.
"Oh please, at least I'm not an eyesore. You freaking carrot top." I frowned and smacked him on his head.
He growled and pulled on my innocent hair. "Honestly?! Eyesore-no way! If I was such an eyesore what are you doing calling me your boyfriend. You're such an idiot."
I pouted, "Ichigo-you're so mean!" I turned away from him and started to whine. "Why are you so mean?!"
He turned from aggravated to dumbstruck. "Hey, don't cry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." He pat my head trying to calm me down.
I didn't stop my crying since I wanted more of the sweet attention. "Why are you taking advantage of my feelings for you?"
"I think the truth is that you're taking advantage of mine." He pulled me into his lap and stroked my hair subconsciously.
"Ichigo? Did you hit your head or something? What are you talking about? We both know that I'm right." I pouted and buried my face in the crook of his neck. He smelled nice.
"There you go again with your idiotic babbling. I would never do such a thing to you." He continued to run his fingers through my hair.
"Of course you would! Your pratically out to get me!" I gently nipped at his collarbone. My hands searched around for his spare one and I intertwined our fingers. I felt a gentle blush settle on my face. I'm sure Ichigo wouldn't mind.
"I honestly have no clue what to do with you." He stopped stroking my hair and brought his hand my waist pulling me closer to him. He leaned down and began licking my neck and biting it gently.
I bit back a moan and whimpered from the pleasure coursing through my veins. I felt him smirk against my sensitive skin. "Ichigo! Stop it. You're going to leave a mark."
I heard him chuckle and bite down-hard. I gasped from the pain and intended to move but he held me against his chest tightly. "You're not going anywhere." He sucked on the bite mark rolling his tongue over it constantly. Yep, it was going to leave a mark.
Moans escaped my mouth…unwillingly. Many chuckles erupted from his mouth vibrating the patch of skin he was toying with. "Stop it." I moaned and half-heartedly tried to pry him off of me.
He continued to lick and suck with enthusiasm. "You know you like it." He soon stopped to look at his look. "Good, now people will know you're mine."
I groaned and elbowed him lightly. "You don't have to do that and besides you can't just claim me like that." I turned my body around so I would face him, but I still sat in his lap.
He snuggled his head into the crook of my neck. "I know, I know but I'm yours too so it evens out…right?" He hugged my back pulling my chest to his.
"Right, right. I love you." I pressed my forehead against his.
Ichigo turned bright red. Even though we've been together for a year he still gets flustered with those words. "Yeah…I love err you too."
I laughed and pressed my lips to his. He reacted quickly. His hands immediately found its way to my neck; the other tightened its grip around my waist. I draped my arms over his shoulder and played with the hair on his neck. Our lips clashed slowly which clouded my senses and made my legs weak. His tongue parted my lips and slipped right on in. Our tongues massaged each other sensually. His hand slid down resting only a little bit away from my bum. I groaned into his mouth and he smirked against my mouth. He pulled me closer to him not that it took a lot since I was willing.
"Ichigo! Ayumi! Dinner!" Ichigo's father yelled through the door.
Our lips parted hesitantly.
Ichigo immediately leaned in again but only to have kissed a hand. "Your dad is such a mood killer."