Chapter 2: Before the Seduction

Ichigo rubbed at his eyes as he sat in his office, the clinic was practically full now with the overflow from the hospital, luckily just like Uryu had said nothing was to severe the majority of them were just finishing their recovery and would be out either tomorrow morning or the following day while a select few, needed actual attention. It seems that Uryu just wanted the beds that they were taking up and so had sent them to him. It meant less of a workload meaning it was quite an uneventful evening.

Most of the work had just been helping Yuzu out with the paperwork, which helped her considerably. Yuzu was really the only nurse of the Kurosaki Clinic these days and still insisted on helping out around the house. Karin was usually in class at her university and didn't have the time to help out like she use too most of her spare time taken up by studying. Orihime always offered her help, but with Kazui around she didn't have the time to spare and generally Yuzu could handle the amount of patients that they usually had with ease, it wasn't often they had overnight stays here. Ichigo didn't mind helping with the paperwork if it eased his sisters load somewhat.

But now it was the time of night to call it a day, Kazui had come in an hour earlier and wished him a goodnight, Ichigo had been able to eat dinner with the family earlier on in the night and had even stuck around to help Kazui with some of his homework. Ichigo didn't like being this busy if it kept him away from everyone, he wasn't some kind of workaholic.

Raising from his chair he slipped out of his doctor's coat, heading for the door he slid it on the hook on the back of the door and exited his office, turning off the lights inside. Yuzu was sitting at the receptionist desk with a small light on idly going over some more paperwork which he would undoubtedly have to sign in the morning. Placing a hand atop her head she looked up at him with a smile.

"I'm calling it." He told her, he felt bad about leaving her to the night shift to keep an eye on everyone he was sure nothing would happen but it was better safe than sorry and she always knew that if anything did happen to come get him.

"I'll see you in the morning Ichi-nii have a good night." Ichigo nodded and headed through the clinic and into the main house. Heading for his bedroom, the master bedroom that use to be his Father's was located on the first floor. Entering the room he smiled lightly at the light that was coming from Orihime's bedside table, she was under the covers reading a manga of some sought, she had never lost her interest in manga.

At the moment she didn't seem to have noticed him, to engrossed in the story, not until he was beside her leaning down, planting his lips atop her head making her squeak lightly and look up at him.

"Ichigo, you scared me." She told him as she wiggled over slightly giving him room to sit down which he did.

"Sorry." He smiled at her. "How was your day?" He asked as she smiled happily reaching up and cupping his cheeks before sitting up and pressing her lips to his.

"It was great." She smiled. "I met with Riruka-chan and Tatsuki-chan, we had coffee, then I went shopping with Riruka-chan for a while before going to pick up Kazui from school." Ichigo nodded as he leaned into the palm cupping his cheek. "Ishida-kun sent more patients over, will Yuzu-chan be okay tonight on her own?"

"She's capable and knows to come get me if anything should happen." Ichigo told her. "I think we should do something for her, she's been really helpful." Orihime's smile widened and nodded her head.

"Like a spa day or something? Oh, maybe we can all go to the hot springs!" She declared making Ichigo laugh lightly and nod, it didn't sound so bad and they hadn't been on a trip in a while. "I haven't seen Karin-chan since breakfast." Orihime continued on.

"Yuzu said that she's studying with her friends until late." Ichigo said glancing over the alarm clock on the bedside table reading 8:45. "I doubt she'll be much longer." Orihime nodded slightly as she leaned back on her pillows smiling up at him. "What?" He asked, she simply shook her head as she rose her hand up to his cheek guiding him down to her. Their lips met as they kissed deeply, Orihime's arms easily wrapping around him, one hand gripping into his short hair while the other ran down his back. Ichigo used one hand to support himself on the mattress as he reached down between them grabbing the blanket and ripping it from between them.

"You're not too tired are you?" She gasped as the kiss broke despite already knowing the answer, Ichigo's mouth latching onto her neck gently trailing light kisses across her skin.

"I'm fine." He breathed out against her neck making her shiver in delight. The arm that had been used to remove the blanket from atop of her soon wrapped around her waist and he lifted her up effortlessly making her squeal in delight before she was once again met with the mattress, now laying sideways over the bed Ichigo looming over her. Her long auburn locks flowing like a crown behind her as she looked up at him with eyes filled with need.

"She seems eager tonight." Ichigo smiled down at her, gently placing a hand beneath her pyjama shirt and sliding his rough hand against her delicate skin. Just the contact made Orihime squirm slightly as he headed upwards, the fabric of the shirt rising with it revealing her skin. Leaning down he pressed his lips just below her belly button making her let out a sigh as his tongue trailed up to her bellybutton, swirling around it slightly.

Orihime grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up as Ichigo's mouth licked and kissed, before he would change it up and suck at certain parts leaving small hickeys in his wake. Fed up with the article of clothing she pulled it up over her breasts and over her head. She squirmed lightly trying to get her arms through the sleeves before tossing it to the side. When it was gone she looked back down to IChigo, he was simply resting his chin on her sternum, his eyes just visible to her over her breasts but they obviously held amusement.

Her face flushed in embarrassment before he leaned up pressing his lips to hers.

"I love you." He whispered gently to her making her wrap her arms around him pulling him into another deep kiss. He pulled her close and explored her mouth with his tongue, her own following suite. She pressed herself to him, breasts pressing lightly up against his chest. Ichigo brought his hands between them to her chest, and gently slid his fingers across the stiff nipples that stretched the thin fabric of her bra. He slid one hand to the centre of the bra, easily unclipping the clip allowing it to fall to the sides and expose them. Pulling back from the kiss he looked down at her, slightly disheveled from the kiss her hair leaving strands over her face.

No matter how many times he saw her in such a state, she looked just as beautiful as the first time he saw her like this. Orihime smiled that same shy smile and reached down, cupping each of her breasts ande lifted them in offering and he eagerly responded lowering his head, he gently nuzzled them, then wetly tongued each nipple. She pressed them together so he could move to each in turn, and she felt the flood of desire melt inside her. His own hands replaced those on her breasts allowing her own to feel down along his body. Gripping the back of his shirt she pulled it up, Ichigo aiding momentarily in it's removal before returning to her breasts.

Nails clawed into his back as he worked her breasts, her back arching thrusting her her chest upwards as he continued. Biting her lip she moved one hand from his back between them to the front of his pants where his crotch was bulging in his pants. Gripping the bulge firmly she began to pump her hand up and down. Then she was forced to withdraw as Ichigo backed away from her, she let out a small eep as he gripped the waistband of her pyjamma's and quickly pulled them down her legs, off her feet and they disappeared off into the room somewhere.

Orihime watched him start to unbutton his pants and she wasted no effort in removing the last articles of her own clothing, her underwear and she threw her bra away as well. By the time she was done, Ichigo was too and he leaned down over her again. Their lips locked once more, their kiss intense and passionate as Ichigo held her body flush against his own.

"I want you." She breathed in his ear. She kissed his neck, and making her tongue soft, she sensuously slid it up to his neck and along his cheek before inside his ear. "You can have anything you want." Ichigo nipped at her own neck making her moan gently into his ear however she slid from beneath him and rolled him over onto his back, she leaned up and pecked him on the lips before beginning to slide down his frame.

Breasts pressed against his chest, then his flat muscular stomach, and finally around his hard cock. She squeezed them together around his cock, lifting and wrapping it, and began to rock back and forth. She swabbed the tip with her tongue, allowing saliva to drip down on his cock and between her breasts so it could slide slickly between them.

Then she pushed her breasts tight against the base of his cock, and bobbed her head up and down on the head Ichigo letting out a moan of pleasure. The sound and feel of his cock, swollen with desire, popping in and out of her lips, made both her mouth and pussy wet with desire. She looked up at him, both of them on fire with desire for each other, and their eyes locked. She kept sucking his cock, holding his gaze. He reached out to caress her face.

"So beautiful." He breathed quietly, sliding the back of his hand gently across her cheek. Sometimes he had to wonder just how he had won the heart of such a beautiful woman.

She let his cock out of her mouth with a pop, and took hold of his hand with both her hands. Slowly, sensually, she pressed his hand to her looking up at him with soft eyes asked him his desire.

"Is this what you want? Do you want your cock here?" She continued to caress her face against his hand. "Do you want that hard cock all over this face? Hmm? Rub it all around?"

His cock swelled its assent, and she rested her face against it. He pushed his hips to her, and she held still momentarily as he pressed his cock against her face. Then she took it in her hands, and looking at him, she nodded her head up and down its entire length, so his balls slid first from her forehead, then across her nose, and to her lips. She pushed against the base of cock with her lips, cock resting on her face, and then began to nuzzle his balls with her open mouth. She licked and sucked them wet, and moved her head sensually in a circular motion to give attention to every square inch.

She took her time, all the while clutching the swollen head and shaft in her hand, alternately squeezing and releasing. The shaft was a stiff hotness in her hand, and she began to pump slowly up and down the wet length, feeling the ridges of the head slip through her fingers. She couldn't resist any longer, and she moved her attention from the balls to the shaft and head. She pressed his hard dick against her face, and with her wet tongue she kept it wet and glistening.

Then, slowly, she began to move her head up and down, as if fucking the head between her hand and her beautiful face. "I love you!" She moaned softly, as she pressed it back and forth across her nose. He sat up, and she looked up at him, still gripping his cock tightly. Her tight fingers squeezed drops of liquid from his tip, and she licked the pre-cum that leaked from his dripping shaft. He gently put his hands on her head, and guided her mouth onto his cock. She kissed the tip, and licked it all around with her tongue.

"I want to suck it." She breathed heatedly. "Put it in my mouth!" She opened her mouth wide, and slowly brought her head down until the tip was deep inside. His cock felt impossibly large in her mouth, and she bounced her head up and down, his tip hitting the back of her throat with each motion. With an effort of will he held himself completely still so he did not gag her, knowing she was taking him more deeply than what she normally tended to do. With a gasp she came off his cock, and returned to licking up and down the slick shaft.

"I want you inside me soon!" She whispered. "Fuck my mouth a little more, and then fuck me." He held her head, and thrust quickly in and out between her beautiful lips. Not deeply this time, but just the tip popping wetly in and out. She could taste the pre-cum and feel the hardness, and her pussy was wet with desire, matching the desire she had created in him.

He pulled out of her mouth, and looked down at his beautiful wife, nobody knew well not that he had told anyone but when Orihime got going she got lewd.

She stared deeply into his eyes and for a moment it was as if they could see waht both of each other saw in one another, the man that she had loved so long, who was both her fantasy and now her reality, the woman who created, and then satisfied, all his desires, her comfort and security the motivation for his efforts, their love and their lust all of it just between the two of them.

She rubbed her face with his wet cock again, and then squeezing tight at its base, eyes closed.

"Take me now. Do anything else you want to me, but fuck me now." She whispered at him again. Suddenly she was on her back looking up at him her own fingers were already at work, between her legs, rubbing her clit. Ichigo's hand soon gently cupped her smoothly shaven pussy. He rubbed it lightly, teasing it, until her knees spread themselves without conscious thought, and her hips began to press forward. His fingers slid inside her wetness easily, and she gasped in pleasure to feel herself begin to be filled.

"Fuck me!" She practically begged.

"Are you ready for my cock?" He breathed in her ear. She moaned her assent as the swollen head of his cock found her slick pussy lips. She pushed her hips against him, but he withdrew, increasing her desire as he teased the head against her wet opening. She grabbed hold of him and placed the tip against her, and pressed her hips down until the head was almost inside. Her opening was stretched by the swollen cockhead, and he held it there momentarily. Then, wrapping her in his protecting arms again, he entered her.

Slowly, she felt his cock penetrate her, moving through the tight walls of her pussy until he was deep inside. She began to move, hips reacting to the cock inside her, and he began to make love to her in a slow rhythm that put his length inside her, and his belly against her sensitive clit. Her body tightened, and back arched, every bit of attention consumed by the movement churning within her. She stayed on a plateau of pleasure for what seemed like hours, thinking of nothing but her lover inside her, this man she knew so long and so well but who, at moments like this, could make her feel like a brand new woman.

She opened her eyes when he withdrew, fearful that he was going to tease her again, but he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top. She grabbed his cock again, stroking it a few times, and then sat down on it until it was again firmly entrenched inside her. He began to lick her breasts. Moving his face between them, keeping them wet and slick with his lips and tongue, in the same attention she had given to his cock moments ago. The feel and sight sent her into pleasure overload, and she began to move faster, hips bucking, as if her body were an ocean crashing against the immovable hardness of his cock.

Her climax swelled inside her, unstoppable, as she felt every nerve in her body alive with pleasure. She pressed her body repeatedly against him, feeling his length sliding in and out like the stroking of an erotic bow on a violin string. Pleasure built within her to dizzying heights, until, finally, it exploded through her like an avalanche, centered on the cock to which she was still anchored. Her mouth sank open as her vocal cords sang.

Shaking, and still twitching her hips on his cock as the waves subsiding, she sank against him. He grasped her hips, lifting her pelvis as her limp body draped against him. With her bountiful breasts laying on his face, he held her torso tight against him. With her hips in the air, he began to pump into her again, penetrating her body smoothly and firmly.

She whimpered in his ear as he fucked her again, her orgasm extending longer than she thought possible. Then he moved her again, laying her on her back, and began to make long smooth strokes into her wet pussy. He moved faster now, powerfully thrusting into her pussy until she felt her climax building again. She wrapped her arms around him, nails digging into his back as she spread her legs wide to draw him deeper and deeper inside.

She felt his rhythm slow, and knew he was close but not near finished. He pushed in, and then pulled out completely, and then in again, her wet pussy accommodating the energy of his cock. With each thrust he seemed deeper inside causing her to moan with each thrust louder and louder each time, his cock feeling harder and larger than she'd ever felt it.

She felt another climax welling up within her, setting her head spinning. And then, filled and stretched by his cock, she felt it buck inside her. Her second climax burst from within her as she felt his come splash deep inside her, both moaning loudly as they reached the peak with one another. She reached down to squeeze his cock and balls as, time after time, hot cum flooded inside her. Feeling all his energy pouring into her, she stroked him to empty every drop, and clenched her interior muscles to heighten the pleasure of his subsiding climax.

They held each other close, breathing heavily. Her body, still alive with pleasure, still clutched the hard cock within her. He finally withdrew, the cock springing out of her, causing another jolt of pleasure. He settled beside her, and her breathing returned slowly to normal. He kissed her cheek.

"I love you." She smiled contentedly, and turned to him, tucking her head against his shoulder, and her leg over his. She reached down again to caress his abdomen, and was met with a still-hard cock, a frown coming to her face knowing she hadn't fully satisfied him yet. "Get some rest." He whispered making her flinch internally, while she had been satisfied once again while Ichigo had climaxed, he still wasn't completely satisfied. Usually they might go for a second round, possibly even a third if she was up to it but he was calling it a night.

She knew if she went another round, he still wouldn't be fully satisfied and in truth would probably only be that much more pent up, so calling it early might be for the best. She settled back against him, and Ichigo pressed his lips to the side of her head, she hoped that her plan with Riruka would come to fruition soon, she wanted Ichigo to be satisfied just like she was.

Soon enough she was nestled against his shoulder, sleeping, and deeply relaxed. Next to her, Ichigo looked at her in wonder: so beautiful, so sexy, so loving. Still, his hardness hadn't gone away.

Slowly slipping away from Orihime making sure not to disturb her while he tucked her in, he headed for the adjacent ensuite and proceeded to shower and meditate until his body had calmed down. Once he had cleaned himself and rinsed off, he exited the shower dressed in some night clothes and left the bedroom after flicking the bedside table lamp off.

Entering the kitchen he headed for the fridge and smiled as he saw beer, he wasn't a big drinker but it had been a long day and now was a good a time as any. Grabbing a can he headed for the lounge room only to stop to see Karin was already present, books and textbooks all laid out before her.

"Long day?" He asked as he took a seat beside her, cracking open the can of beer and downing half of it easily.

"Why is university such a pain in the ass." Karin growled throwing her pen atop her papers. Ichigo chuckled lightly as he leaned back on the couch only for Karin to lay her head on his shoulder, he glanced down at her and saw her eyes shut he didn't see a problem with it as he sat quietly.

Although since Isshin wasn't here, should he make a comment on her outfit? While it was nothing scandalous but it was clear it showed off more than he was comfortable with looking at, from his position he could clearly see down her shirt. It was hard not to miss just how much Karin had developed over the years.

Feeling a familiar stirring he grit his teeth and turned his eyes from the view of his sisters cleavage, that's not what he should be thinking about right now and he should have better control over these damn urges. Calming himself once more he rose his beer to his lips once more.

"You'll get through it all." He told her softly.

"It's still a pain, I'll have Orihime or Yuzu to help me study if she's up to it tomorrow, those idiots I went with today were no help." She told him, sitting back up and beginning to pack up study materials before she shot him a look. "You and Orihime finished early."

"Stop eavesdropping." Ichigo growled at her.

"Hard not to when she's screaming." She shrugged. "Everything alright between you two?"

"I'm not having this conversation with my little sister." She shrugged her shoulders once more. "We're fine." He told her, Karin held his gaze for a moment and Ichigo thought she was going to say something more, instead she shrugged again, rose from the couch and headed off to bed.

"Night Ichi-nii."

"Night."

Next Chapter: The Seduction.