Well, I absolutely COULD NOT think of a decent oneshot idea(Trust me, I tried REALLY hard to), so instead I have this. Probably the only detracting factor is the shortness(and naybe the title, but I couldn't think of a decent one), but I still hope you enjoy it!
Valentines
They lay on the futon nude after a night of Valentines Day fun, Rukia pulled atop her red-haired lover as she lightly traces tiny circles on his tattooed chest with her index finger.
"So, Renji, what was that you said about not wanting to 'celebrate foolish human holidays?'" she inquired, giving him a coy look and smirking at her own words. Said man shifted a bit so he lay more comfortably, slightly disturbing the presence of the rose petals around them, before replying with a toothy grin,
"I take it back. For once, you were right about something." Rukia scoffed, turning her head away from him in an indignant manner and sticking her nose in the air, almost as if she was Yumichika insulting someone about their appearance.
"And when was the last time you perfectly calculated a situation, Mr. Eyebrows?" She opened the eye facing him and stared evilly, knowing that the one thing that never failed to get on his nerves was insulting his tattoos. Rukia was given the results she desired, as the redhead's eye twitched in irritation.
"Whatever." Rukia turned to face him once more, smiling at his childish pout, and then leaned down to kiss his chest.
"Calm down, hun," she urged in between kisses. "I'd think that you'd be used to the teasing by now."
"I am," he replied simply, cupping her chin and tilting her face upward, hinting that he wanted her lips pressed to his. "I just like how sweetly you act when you're trying to make me feel better."
"Ah, I see." She smirked as he began to urge her face to his more strongly, and complied with his wishes, leaning forward and capturing his lips. A small moan arose from her throat as he deepened it, but then awkwardly transitioned into a muffled squeal as she was suddenly flipped onto her back.
By the time he pulled back from her, the raven-haired girl's surprise had vanished, as she realized what he was getting at, and now her half-lidded eyes gazed up at him with potent desire. Renji grinned madly, and then pressed his cheek to hers softly, whispering breathily in her ear,
"Valentines Day isn't over yet, love."
END
Yeas, short, I know. But trust me, if I had actually tried to make a full-length oneshot out of the crappy ideas I had, it would've been horrible. Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo, not me. Thanks to all who read, I am open to all comments and opinions, and I love and appreciate them all!