A/N: I want to thank everyone for their kind reviews of Orihime's Confession. I've decided that I will indeed provide another chapter to complement and finish it. Ichigo's Confession will be available for White Day. Randomly this story came to my mind, please let me know what you think because I will be honest I have no clue where I am going with this one.

Not my characters, just my story :p

Betrayal

The spacious and well furnished dining hall was cast with a dimmed light. Inside the magnificent room the enticing moans of pleasure could be heard over the rustling of fabrics.

A beautiful copper headed female was perched atop the lap of an orange headed male. Her long, shapely legs draped over his muscular thighs as her hands roamed through the open lapels of his crisp ivory shirt. His hand roughly cupping her tight derriere, whilst his other made its way through her long silken copper tresses. His lips made a scorching trail of hot kisses from her supple neck until he reached the sensitive spot behind her ear. She inhaled sharply as his tongue sent a wave of heat through her body. "Ichigo, maybe we should take this to our room?" she softly moaned. His rough hands turned her face towards him, his deep chocolate orbs penetrating into her light coffee colored eyes. His thumb rubbing against her plump lips as his husky voice enveloped her senses, "this is my hotel. I will do what I please, wherever I please, understood?" She nodded her senses were in overload now, all she wanted was his hands all over her body. She wanted to rip the clothes off of his delectable frame so her hands could freely roam every ripple of his powerful stature. "Kiss me." He demanded. She was only too happy to oblige as she pierced his hot cavern with her tongue. Their mouths, their tongues, their teeth wildly mated. Hungrily devouring each other. Roughly he lifted her up until she was straddling him, she could feel his heat rising and she wanted him now! With the flick of his wrist her dress was bunched around her waist and her silk black bra discarded on the floor. His hands traveled the curvature of her creamy satin skin, until they stilled at the small of her back. His mouth latched on to her breast tugging and teasing them until buds of desire were formed, his strong arms supporting her as she arched into his forceful ministries.

This was an animalistic sexual fulfillment nothing more and nothing less. She aroused him, and so in order to satisfy his needs he used her body for his pleasure. He didn't need to savor this; he just needed to release the strain she had caused to his enlarged member so that he could finish his day.

She tugged his head up to give him a wet, heated kiss. Her mouth slanted over his, her teeth biting down on his lip and then suckling it better.

The two individuals were so engrossed in their act they did not hear the opening of the door, did not hear the light footsteps padding towards them, even the soft gasp was deaf to them.

"Ichigo?"

As clear as crystal, he heard.

He always heard her when she called out for him. Her angelic voice was always something he looked forward to listening to, but not now, not like this. He looked up at the exquisite woman, standing a few feet before him, her eyes wide with shock, betrayal and pain. Rain cascaded from her glorious hazel eyes.

"Orihime," he breathed.

With her name rolling from his lips her trance was broken and she ran. Oblivious to the fact that there was still a women straddling him he quickly got up and knocked her to the floor in an attempt to catch up to his recent ex-girlfriend. The door banging shut behind him.

The woman peeled herself from the floor and unashamedly redressed herself. When she had finished she proceeded towards the concierge. "Please bring our usual to the room; I'm sure will be famished when he returns."