Title: Bra Quest
Author: The Fat Lady
Rating: M
Summary: Ichigo vs. Rukia's Bra. To the victor goes the spoils!
Disclaimer: not mine...but oh how I wish!
Note: This is my first Bleach fanfic. It's also my first time writing in a VERY long time, so please REVIEW. I'm not sure yet if this is going to be a plain ol' oneshot or multichaptered or just a collection of drabbles. I guess it depends on the reactions. ENJOY!
WARNING! I wrote this quickly. I tried to catch the mistakes, but I'm not perfect. This fic isn't betaed, so if you're a grammar/spelling fanatic…read at your own risk!
"What are you doing here?" asked Rukia as she brushed her hair in front of the antique vanity.
Kurosaki Ichigo lifted himself off of the window ledge quickly, lest one of the Kuchiki's numerous security guards caught him climbing into the precious Kuchiki Princess' room at eleven at night.
"I needed to get away from home. Dad's practicing with my sisters for the winter play. The jr. high is performing a musical this year…enough said."
Rukia watched in horror as Ichigo plopped himself down onto her bed, squishing her childhood friend, "Chappy, the Heroine Bunny", under his arm. "Ichigo! Watch out for Chappy!"
"I stilled don't understand why you keep this thing. You're seventeen for fuck's sake!" Nevertheless, Ichigo lifted his arm and placed Chappy gently onto Rukia's nightstand.
Rukia stood from the vanity, walking over to her nightstand to pick up Chappy. "Nii-sama gave my Chappy when mom and dad passed away, you know that. And I wouldn't be teasing Kurosaki! Last week, I found Kon in your closet."
Ichigo had the grace to blush a little when he remembered why Rukia was in his closet.
"God Ichigo,"moaned Rukia as Ichigo found that one spot on her shoulder that never failed to illicit just the right reaction from the raven haired teen.
Ichigo's shirt was lost somewhere in the room while Rukia's bra was hanging off one shoulder. Ichigo was impatiently tugging the other strap when Rukia's small hands found their way into his dark blue boxers. When she took his hard member into her hands, he lost his sense of coordination and stumbled onto his bed, forgetting about the elusive bra strap as his eyes rolled back a little, his tongue desperately trying to explore every crevice of his small girlfriend's mouth.
Damnit Rukia, don't you dare stop," panted the orange hair man. Once he situated Rukia and himself onto his bed with Rukia snuggly straddling his waist, Ichigo continued his mission of fully removing Rukia's annoying bra. Both moaned when he was able to get it off and they felt each other's bare skin.
Ichigo had Rukia's jeans halfway off when they heard the door downstairs slam and the pounding of feet up the staircase.
Groaning at the loss of contact, Rukia panted as she got off of Ichigo's lap, grabbing her bra and shirt and running into the closet; already accustomed to this scenario.
Ichigo cursed when pulled his loose jeans on, being especially careful when pulling up the zipper. He yanked his shirt on and situated himself in front of his desk, making sure that the prominent tent in his pants was out of site. He pulled a random book out of a drawer and flipped it open, all the while trying to catch his breath.
He had finally gotten his breathing under control when his nosey sister, Yuzu, opened his door (without knocking).
"Hi Ichi-nii! Dad called and said that he would be stuck at the hospital later than usual. You're to watch Karin and me and make sure that the trash is taken out." Said Yuzu in her normal soft voice.
"Knock before you enter next time squirt! And why didn't Dad just call me?" grunted Ichigo as he made a show of scanning and flipping the pages of his book.
"He did. You weren't answering you phone so he called me" With that, Yuzu exited the doorway and walked to her room down the hall. Ichigo stood up to close his door, locking it as he turned around and gently knocked on his closet door. "Coast is clear, Rukia."
Rukia slowly slid the closet door open. Ichigo was disappointed to see that she had redressed herself while in his closet. 'Damn, all that hard work gone to waste'.
Grabbing her around the waist, Ichigo pulled Rukia into his strong arms. He leaned down to gently nibble at her neck. "You didn't have to put your clothes back on," he mumbled into her neck as his wandering hands snuck under her shirt, trying to unhook her bra for the third time that afternoon.
"Ichigo…stop it." Giggle Rukia as his fingers made a stop on her flat stomach to tickle her a little. Running her hand through his bright hair, Rukia claimed his lips just as his nimble fingers unhooked her bra successfully.
Breathing harshly as she pulled away, Rukia gently nipped Ichigo's bottom lip. "we should stop. I promised Nii-sama I would stop by the office today to help with some filing since his assistant Nemu called in sick," said Rukia as she reluctantly stepped away from her panting boyfriend to rehook her bra.
Scowling a little at their interrupted time together, Ichigo pulled Rukia back into his arms for one more passionate kiss…which in turn became half an hour or so of heavy petting on his bed. He had to smother his and her screams with his mouth as his fingers brought her to orgasm and Rukia's did the same to him.
Both lay sprawled on his bed trying to catch their breaths afterwards. Softly brushing her bangs off her pale face, Ichigo leaned down and planted a gently kiss on her lips, "I love you so much," he whispered.
"I love you too." With that, Rukia gently brought his hand up to her lips and gently kissed each finger, tasting herself on them.
Ten minuets later, after Rukia had collected herself, she grabbed her purse and kissed Ichigo one last time before climbing out of his window and down the side trellis to walk to her car across the street. She turned around and waved to Ichigo, who was standing near the window watching her decent to reassure himself that she made it down safely.
Ichigo looked over at the clock on Rukia's nightstand. It was already one in the morning and they both had school in seven hours. Rukia's small body was tucked away in his arms as she breathed softly. She had fallen asleep about an hour ago and he was reluctant to move her.
However, Rukia's crazy overprotective brother Byakuya would emasculate Ichigo if he were to find the eighteen-year-old in his precious little sister's bed in the morning. Leaning down to whisper softly into Rukia's ear, Ichigo murmured that he loved her and was going to leave.
Rukia nodded mutely and planted a chaste kiss on his lips before moving aside so Ichigo could lift himself off her bed. Ichigo stood up and covered Rukia's sleeping form with her down blanket, settling Chappy snuggly in her arms. He pulled on his shoes and quietly opened the window to let himself off. With one last look at his sleeping midget, Ichigo climbed down the tree next to her window, carefully avoiding and security guards.