What the Darkness Brings
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: My name is Anemone. I am justice, and I do not own Bleach.
This is dedicated to Slyswn28 for her supportiveness and brilliant ideas.
Rukia's silver blue eyes were focused on the girl at the other end of the couch. Orihime Inoue. Everything about the girl captivated Rukia; her long, chestnut colored hair, stormy gray eyes, hell, she was even drawn to those yum-tastic boobs.
The thought crossed her mind that she should be focused on the movie, but Orihime demanded her attention. She watched as the girl brought popcorn to her lips, hesitantly darting her tongue out to lick the salty butter before popping it into her mouth.
Rukia absentmindedly munched on her own bowl of popcorn that was resting in her lap. She felt the butter drip onto her chin, but she didn't care. Her eyes quickly darted to the television screen as Orihime let out a soft chuckle and glanced at her.
"What's the matter, Rukia-san? You didn't find that funny?" The girl's expression quickly turned worried and she bit her bottom lip. "You don't have to watch the movie just because I picked it, Rukia-san. We can watch something else instead. How about horror? A sci-fi thriller?" The girl rattled off suggestions while Rukia half listened. Her eyes were focused on Orihime's full lips.
The movie they were currently watching was The Hang Over. Rukia had no particular knowledge of movies in the World of the Living, so she had let Orihime pick. The girl had heard good things about this movie.
"Rukia-san? Are you okay?" Rukia snapped to attention, focusing intently on Orihime's lovely gray eyes. She had to stop herself from getting lost in them.
"I'm fine, Orihime. We can watch this. I just got distracted for a second." The raven haired girl flashed the worried teen a dazzling smile. "I'll pay attention, I promise."
Rukia started to turn back to the movie, but she was stopped by a hand on her wrist. She turned her focus back to the girl questioningly.
Orihime smiled, cupping the girl's face in her hands. A light dusting of pink graced the girl's graceful features as she leaned closer to the raven. Rukia's eyes widened in shock and surprise, but suddenly those silver blues filled with encouragement. Orihime didn't aim for her lips, as Rukia had expected. Instead, her soft tongue darted out, licking the butter that had landed on Rukia's chin a few minutes earlier.
"O-Ori-Orihime, wha-" Rukia stuttered.
"Forgive me, Rukia-san. It would've been a shame to let food mar those pretty features of yours."
Rukia's eyes softened, a warm smile tugged at her lips. In the bat of a lash, Rukia's hands cupped the other girl's face tentatively. Then, with certainty, she crashed her lips into Orihime's. It was nothing but a gentle brush, but it was enough to cause Rukia's breath to catch in her throat and Orihime to moan for more.
Rukia pulled away slowly. She then brought her hand up to card her fingers through the girl's silky locks. She looked at the girl, and couldn't help the grin that broke out on her face. The light dusting of pink on the girl's cheeks had turned into a deep shade of red. "You're so cute when you blush, Hime," Rukia murmured.
Orihime giggled sheepishly. Then, much to Rukia's surprise and pleasure, Orihime pulled the girl into another kiss. This kiss was very much unlike Rukia's tentative brush of the lips.
Rukia moaned in pleasure as Orihime's tongue ran across her bottom lip. She opened her mouth willingly, and the chestnut princess drew the raven's tongue into her warm mouth. Rukia felt another moan pass through her lips, only to be swallowed up by Orihime, as she began to explore every crevice of Orihime's mouth.
Rukia's tongue glided over Orihime's teeth, along the inside of her cheeks, and settled on simply sucking on the girls tongue. She loved the taste of Orihime. The girl tasted like grape jelly and chocolate ice cream mixed with the popcorn she was currently eating. Rukia loved the other girl's odd eating habits.
Growing bored of simply fondling Orihime's tongue, Rukia moved her lips to Orihime's jaw line. She began to suck tentatively on the sensitive patch of skin there, careful not to leave a mark. Not just yet anyway.
She then moved on to nibble the other girl's earlobe. This evoked small gasps and moans from Orihime which sent delightful shivers down Rukia's spine. Pushing the collar of Orihime's shirt out of the way, experienced lips moved to the juncture of neck and shoulder. She couldn't resist any longer. She just had to place a mark on the perfect skin.
"R-Rukia-san. That feels so nice," Orihime said in a breathy moan.
Rukia pulled her lips away from the soft skin. "Really, Orihime, given the act we are currently involved in, I feel that we can drop the formalities."
"Oh, okay. Um, Rukia?" Orihime's voice turned hesitant.
"What is it, Orihime?" Rukia's eyes filled with concern.
"Is… Is it bad that I want more? I want you to do more to me."
Rukia beamed. "Of course that isn't bad, Hime. Are you sure about this, though?"
"Yes. Despite what people think, I am capable of making my own decisions."
"Oh, Orihime, no one thinks you're incapable. We just worry."
"Oh, there's no need to make excuses and apologies, Rukia. I'm fine with what everyone thinks. It's really fun when I get to prove them wrong. Kinda like now." The girl beamed.
Rukia smiled wider. "So, then, are you ready for more?"
Orihime's eyes glazed as she stared at the sultry smile Rukia was aiming her way. "Yes, please."
With that, Orihime locked lips with the other girl, fingers making their way to the hem of her shirt. Orihime groaned with pleasure as she felt Rukia's soft fingers make contact with the skin of her abdomen. Rukia began to massage her stomach, loving the feel of the slightly toned muscles she found there. Orihime wasn't ripped like Ichigo, but she was fit. She felt a tingle of pleasure.
Rukia's nimble fingers rolled the material of Orihime's shirt up. She then broke the heated kiss to pull the fabric over the girls head. She then unhooked the girl's bra, exposing luscious breasts.
Rukia's mouth immediately descended onto a dark pink nipple. Her skilled tongue encircled the nipple, wrapping around it and sucking hard until it became a rather delicious hard ball in her mouth. She then gave the same special attention to the other one. She desperately wanted to bite those perky nippoles, but that would surely cause the young girl pain, and Rukia resisted anything that would bring harm to her Hime.
Rukia's crafty mouth moved down to the girl's abdomen. She trailed her tongue to Orihime's belly button, traveling around the perimeter, dipping into it. The girl's back arched in pleasure. Rukia grinned.
Orihime was seriously enjoying the things Rukia's tongue was doing, how her body responded to the touch. She really couldn't take the teasing anymore, though. She grabbed onto Rukia's soft, silky raven locks and pushed the girl's head down to her waist line.
"Rukia-san, please!" Orihime's voice was well past patient.
Rukia looked up, and couldn't stop the grin that pulled at her lips. The girl's light pink cheeks had turned into quite a lovely shade of deep red. "Oh, come now, Hime, I thought we had dropped the formalities."
"Rukia… I-I can't take the teasing! Please move lower." Orihime's voice was needy, begging.
Who was Rukia to argue with a request like that?
She quickly moved to the button of the girl's jeans, undoing them with quick and sure movements. She pulled the jeans past Orihime's ankles and tossed them to the floor along with the rest of the girl's clothing. The pink panties the girl wore were soon to follow.
Rukia licked her lips at the sight that greeted her. Orihime's most private area consisted of a small mound of chestnut hair. Most of said hair had been shaved. Rukia licked her lips in anticipation, parting the girl's legs and placing her head near the already glistening area.
"Are you absolutely certain, Orihime?" Rukia asked, her warm breath ghosting over Orihime's sensitive clitoris.
"P-Po-Positive," Orihime stuttered. The statement came out surprisingly firm.
That was all the assurance Rukia needed. She dove into the girl's private area hungrily.
Orihime moaned when she felt Rukia's hot tongue make contact with her dripping opening. She dug her nails into Rukia's back as the other girl's tongue glided into her hole, swirling around the area. She dug her nails into Rukia's skin harder when Rukia's tongue raked over the small pearl of nerves.
Rukia let out a moan of pleasure as she felt Orihime's nails dig even harder into her back. The girl was causing warm pools of fire to erupt everywhere she touched. Orihime didn't just claw her back. She kneaded her shoulders, played with her hair, summoned her Shun Shun Rica to heal the cuts she had made. Orihime was quite a caring lover. Not what Rukia was used to.
Orihime delighted in the vibrations Rukia's moans were sending through her. She arched her back once more, and fingers tightened in Rukia's hair as she felt fingers poke at her entrance.
Rukia had been alternating between lapping at Orihime's clit and swirling her tongue inside her entrance. She then quickly came up with an easier solution. While her tongue lapped at the girl's bundle of nerves, she brought her fingers up, shoving one into the girl's entrance ever so slowly.
Rukia's fingers explored Orihime's opening, searching. She couldn't resist. She nibbled on the young girl's pearl, loving the screams of "Rukia," that left the girl's lips in breathless moans.
Orihime couldn't contain herself much longer. Rukia's name was the only coherent word she could form. Everything else came out as an unintelligible "Nngh," or "Ungh." Sometimes, she got lucky and could manage a "God, yes!"
Rukia could tell that the girl was on the brink. She couldn't wait to bring the girl to a rushing climax. She brought the hand that wasn't currently busy up to the girl's supple breast. She pinched a nipple between her thumb and index finger, rolling it until it became hard again. She did the same with the other, and that was pretty much enough to push Orihime over the edge.
Orihime gasped, arched her back, tightened her legs around Rukia just a bit as she came. Her fluids oozed into the older girls mouth, and they were greedily lapped up.
"Oh, Rukia! Sooo wonderful!" She screamed as her world flashed a brilliant shade of white.
Once Rukia was sure she hadn't missed a single drop of cum that oozed from the girl, she slowly made her way back up the girl's body, placing open mouthed kisses along the way. She reached the girls lips and was pulled into a tender kiss.
Orihime loved the taste of herself mixed with Rukia's own natural essence. It was a little bitter, yet sweet at the same time. It sent a shiver of excitement through her.
"Rukia," Orihime said, regaining her wits after a few minutes. "I can't do exactly what you did, but I want to repay you for the pleasure."
"Oh, silly Hime. You don't have to-" Rukia was cut off as plump, full lips fused with hers.
Orihime made quick work of the nightgown Rukia wore. She speedily removed the girl's bra and panties, tossing everything in a small mountain of clothing on the floor. While her lips mapped Rukia's face, exploring her jaw line, her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, her slender fingers found Rukia's wet entrance.
Rukia let a moan slip past her lips. It was heart wrenchingly needy. Orihime pulled the girl closer to her as her fingers rubbed the little nub of a pearl that had given her so much pleasure.
Orihime's lips made their way to Rukia's neck. She licked the girl's rapid pulse, latching on and placing sharp bites there. She sucked hard, making a lovely love bite. Rukia's back arched in pleasure, and Orihime's fingers quickened their pace. Her fingers then moved inside of Rukia, searching until they hit the spot that made Rukia scream.
"Orihime! God, you're good!"
Orihime smiled and moved her mouth to Rukia's ear. Her tongue darted in and out of the canal, and Rukia brought her fingers to Orihime's hair, twirling strands of it.
Rukia began to tremble. She couldn't take much more. A few more strokes and…
Orihime brought her lips back to Rukia's. She melted into the kiss, rubbing more insistently on the girl's sweet spot.
That was it. Rukia went tumbling head first into the world of white. It was amazing. She saw flashes of color, stars, and screamed Orihime's name repeatedly as she rode out the high of her orgasm.
Once she had recovered from her high, Orihime removed her fingers from inside of her. She brought the fingers to her lips, licking each finger thoroughly. This almost made Rukia want to jump her again.
"Mmm. I just love the way you taste Rukia. Like Spring and sunshine."
'Damn, why did she have to be so fucking adorable?' Rukia didn't even question how the girl knew what Spring or sunshine tasted like.
"You're too damn adorable, Hime-chan."
Orihime giggled. "Rukia, due to the act we just engaged in, shouldn't we drop the formalities?"
Rukia smiled at having her own words repeated. "You're right, Orihime." She then snuggled into the juncture of neck and shoulder, licking at the mark she had left there.
Orihime's fingers started to run through her hair. Rukia felt her eyes drift closed. She wasn't tired, just content.
"I love you, Rukia." Orihime mumbled.
Rukia's eyes snapped open, and a piercing stare full of hope and concern locked onto stormy gray eyes.
"Really?" She didn't try to mask the hope in her voice.
"Of course. I always thought I would end up with Ichigo, but I see how he longs for Grimmjow. Now, you're the only one I want, the only one I need."
Rukia wrapped her arms tightly around the chestnut haired girl, locking their lips in yet another fiery kiss. She broke the kiss when the need for air arose.
Silver blue eyes danced with happiness as Rukia said clearly and firmly, "I love you, Orihime Inoue."
They then proceeded to clean themselves up and redress. Then, they restarted their movie. Rukia actually paid attention, that is until Orihime got bored with the parts she had already seen and began to fondle her. Rukia welcomed the touch, and soon, they were each wrapped in another enthralling kiss.
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To Be Continued.
AneKuro hopes Sly enjoyed the RukiHime scene.
