Damn it.
Kurosaki Ichigo inwardly groaned as he walked hand in hand with his beautiful girlfriend of merely three weeks. He was going to hell in a hand basket if she kept slurping and sucking on that damn candy like it was...
He groaned again. Berating himself for having such dirty thoughts when she was right next to him had unintentionally caused his girlfriend to pause in her suckling of her beloved confection and look at him. "Eh? Did you say something, Ichigo-kun?"
Oh, damn it all to hell.
He met her warm, inquisitive gaze with a small scowl before dropping his eyes to the shiny little red orb clutched between her delicate fingers. Cheeks threatening to redden, the substitute shinigami turned to stare ahead.
"No."
Instead of insisting on figuring out what was troubling him, Orihime hastily popped the evil lollipop back between her plump lips with a satisfied sound that suspiciously resembled a moan. He felt a small twinge of jealousy bloom in his gut from the way she sucked and licked at it with such vigor. Nothing should be making his girlfriend emit such noises.
Except me...
Ichigo clenched his free hand and huffed in irritation. Fucking hell. He was jealous of a damn piece of candy. He just wished she'd finish the torture already but another low moan of appreciation had his entire body heating.
"What is that anyways?"
Orihime seemed confused at first but pulled the lollipop from her lips to offer him a cheery smile.
"Its a strawberry flavored blow pop, silly!"
His eyes widened at her words and blood began to descend into his nether regions.
Who the fuck puts the word blow in a name for candy?
"Tatsuki-chan gave it to me this morning! Um, would you like to try it, Ichigo-kun? It really is delicious!" She asked as she waved it in front of his face. He squinted at it with disdain and shook his head no. She pouted but slid the lollipop between her lips leisurely, only causing more discomfort to her boyfriend.
They climbed the stairs in silence and Orihime slid the key into the lock. She opened the door and turned to bid Ichigo goodbye only to freeze at the sudden dark look in his chocolate colored eyes. She lowered the lollipop to ask him if he was feeling okay only to have his lips on top of hers the next second.
He backed her into her apartment, kicking the door shut behind him without releasing her from his hold. She moaned into his mouth and Ichigo growled in response. They'd kissed before but nothing like this. It was almost dizzying as Orihime fought to keep up with his assault on her lips.
Totally forgotten, the blow pop slid out of her hand to fall to the floor with a small thud. Ichigo's lips were persistent and hot against her own as he sucked and nibbled at her lips like a man starved. He groaned against her mouth when her lips fell open and his tongue delved inside soon after.
He held her face between his hands as he suckled and tasted her tongue. She tasted so sweet and he knew that even beneath the remnants of the candy, what he was tasting was purely Orihime. It was several moments before he finally pulled away, leaving them both panting and gasping for air.
She was dizzy and lightheaded as she watched Ichigo licks his lips. His gaze never left hers as his lips turned up into a smirk.
"Huh. It really does taste delicious."
As Ichigo walked home, he made the relatively sound decision to stop at the grocery store and buy every flavor blow pop he could find.