OMG, I'm writing something, and it's not FFVII related!

The world has come to an end!

I REALLY should be focusing on my FFVII fic, next chapter is suppossed to be due out early March, and Sephiroth's threatining if I don't finish it, he gets to make me do it 'personally'

*shudders*

Trust me, you DON'T want to know what he's gonna do to me.

Anyway, after reading an aformentioned fanfic of one of my gals *cough*DeviantHollow23* cough* and *fake sneeze*Lovemydogs82*cough*

I have been inspired to write this little...uh...what do you call it when it's not really a poem, but not really a story?

Whatever. It DOESN'T have an actual lemon in it, but there is a lot of implied sex.

Oh yes, It's all from Ichi's point of view too. And let's just say the words he's saying and thinking, aren't for the faint of heart.

Literally.

I have never written a Bleach fic before, I think i'm more experinced in the FFVII area. But maybe when I write this, it'll give more incentive to write more.

I have had a couple of ideas.

Very X-rated ones

.......

Bad Raiken, Bad Raiken!

Anway, here we go. Reviews are nicely appreciated!

That. Fucking. Bitch.

I DO NOT OWN BLEACH ANIME OR MANGA, if I did, Byakuya would be chained to my bed shirtless.

She thinks she's all that. She thinks she has me whipped. Well I'll tell ya something!

She does not have me whipped!

It's more of the other way around.

.....

Damn her and her midget body, and her big eyes, and her soft hands and her small, yet supple breasts...

SHIT!

I'm doing it again!

Trying to be mad at her when what I really want to do is take my anger out on her in a different way.

If we weren't playing this stupid game of hers right now, I'd find her and throw her up against the nearest wall and fuck her brains out to make sure she wouldn't be able to walk for the next month!

Damn her

She knew this would be the one thing I wouldn't be able to stand against.

Here's the thing, she and I made a bet that we wouldn't be able to keep our hands to ourselves

Che, how right she is

Anyway, we freaking hump like bunnies 24/7, who's complaining? She is.

She says that our sex is interrupting other things we could be doing.

Like what other things?

Why not spend our free time having hot, passionate, sweaty, unbelievable sex that we both love.

If it weren't for our little game, We would be doing precisely that right now.

SO, she proposes that we have a little contest to see who can hold off the longest without sex.

But here's the part that is fucking killing me.

We can try any little devious tactic, to turn the other person on, and thus make it harder for them to resist.

So far, she's winning.

And hot damn is she winning too. I was THIS close to jumping her yesterday while I was in the living room watching TV. This game has been going on for 4 days now

She thinks it's sooo clever, to walk past me, stark naked, and proceed to sit in my lap like she thinks it's the most comfortable thing in the world.

Damn her. Like I said, we could try ANYTHING to get the other to snap.

That little bitch knew what she was doing. All the while in my lap, trying to find the tiniest excuse to move around in it.

Like reaching to get the remote, grabbing a pillow, absentmindedly stretching. And I knew she could feel what was going on down there in my pants

God damn I was rock hard. I could only sit there, and do nothing.

Trust me when I say I think she was getting off on this.

The whole torturing me thing I mean.

But oh did I get my part in on her about a day before this happened.

She's just gotten out of the shower and is still in the bathroom and thinks she's about to go curl up with a good book in bed.

Little does she know that i'm already there,

with some....things

The door to the bathrrom opens and I get an eye full of her in her skimpy little night wear, she was probably thinking she was gonna seduce me tonight.

Not likely, I'm the one who's doing it tonight babe.

Then she notices me, and man is she shocked.

I'm on our bed, dressed in nothing but a pair of really effing tight black leather pants (to accentuate my groin area, otherwise I wouldn't be wearing these constricters), at my side are two bowls, filled with ripened strawberries, and the other, whipped cream.

I was splayed out, all for her viewing pleasure as I took one of said strawberries and dipped it in whip cream, never taking my eyes off her. I could see the slowly igniting fire in her eyes, and that she was trying to restrain it.

She won't be for long.

I finally finish stirring the small fruit in the white topping and slowly raise it to my lips. Before it can even reach my mouth, I stick my tongue out and lustfully lick all the whip cream off of the end of the strawberry, leaving it in it's natural red color again.

I moan in satisfaction and lick my lips, leaving some of the cream I falied to get in my mouth around the corners of it.

She's probably thinking of what I could be doing to her right now with it.

But i'm not finished yet.

I finally stick it in my mouth and and take a small bite out of it, some its juices escape my mouth and trickle down my chin, then down neck, and my chest...

And holy crap I think she just came by standing there and watching me. Just glued to the spot.

Oh gods, the way she's looking at me, I think she might jump me in the next 10 seconds.

And then she'll lose...

And i'll win

Crap, I shouldn't have thought that, she's walking away. Quick! I need a way to capture her attention again.

This calls for drastic measures.

"What's wrong Rukia, don't you want your lil' strawberry,"

She turned around, only to see me licking whipped cream off my fingers.

I took a pause, ",covered in whipped cream." I said lustfully.

She's rooted to the spot, I have her now. I slowly get up from the bed and crawl across to the edge of the bed where she's standing at.

Watching me, crawl to her as if she saw a wild tiger stalking it's delicious prey.

Oh yes indeed. She was going to be delicious; as soon as she snaps and we end up having hot sex. And maybe we can use the whip cream for later.

Aw fuck, do I want her, but I can't break, she has to, or else i'll lose, and she'll rub it in my face.

Her face,

Oh yes, she's about to break, come on just a little more.

And then

She wipes the remain of the whip cream on my face with her tiny finger and sticks it in her mouth.

Oh shit

She's looking at me from her half-lidded eyes while she continues to suck on her finger.

She's turned the tables on me.

But I can't take my eyes off her.

Damn hormones, and damn myself for letting my guard down.

She lets out a small moan as pops the digit out of her mouth.

And then..

"Sorry Ichi, but I prefer chocolate cream."

Then she walks away, out the room, down the stairs, and onto the couch.

I'm still in mild shock from the nerve of her.

To walk away, and not respond to anything.

There's only one thought coursing savagely through my mind as I can't hold it in anymore...

"THAT BITCH!"

I can hear her laugh from downstairs.

Raiken: OMG, I can't believe I just wrote that. BTW, this is AU.

I wish I knew how to write a lemon. I'm surprised I even knew how to write this. Eventhough there was barely any dialogue.

Anywho, I must now go and write chapter 5 of my FFVII fic or Sephiroth will do 'things' to me.

I also HIGHLY recommend you go read lovemydogs82's story 'Mine'

You will not be dissapointed on how good the story is

And DeviantHollow23's 'The Unknown'

Be warned! This is a dark fic, and character deaths are abound.

I mean really MAJOR character deaths.

Well, i'll see ya later.

Reviews would make me happy, and they make the world go 'round!

Kidding, kidding, but they would be nicely appreciated.