A/N: Pure Lemon, skip it if you don't want to read it, it won't effect the story line.

Summer of Changes

Ichigo sighed, he was finally back from the living world. He enjoyed seeing his relatives and friends again, but it felt nice to be able to relax back in Soul Society, with nearly no cares in the world. What made it better, almost to a state of pure bliss, was that Yoruichi had said she loved him, returning his feelings.

He looked up at said goddess of flash in front of him. They were currently climbing the stairs to their room, and Ichigo couldn't help but notice how her hips swayed as she walked up. She turned her head, feeling his eyes on her, only to catch him staring, and decided to have a little fun.

"You know, you can do more than stare. It'd be much more enjoyable for both of us, after all" she whispered seductively, a corner of her mouth twitched upwards. To her surprise though, instead of blushing and looking away, Ichigo merely replied with a grin and an "alright".

Yoruichi had no sooner raised an eyebrow when she found herself being backed up against their bedroom door. Ichigo's lips molding into hers, awakening feelings that hadn't been felt for an extremely long time, or never felt at all. She had never been truly in love with someone like she was with Ichigo, she could tell this would an experience to remember...

She was startled out of her thoughts though, by the cleaver wielding captain opening the door, and guiding her through it. His lips seemed to be stuck to hers, though she wasn't complaining. His tongue ran across her bottom lip before it slipped in her mouth, causing jolts of electricity to run through her, she moaned at the feeling while tilting her head to deepen the kiss.

Yoruichi didn't know when he had managed to back her into the bed, but as soon as her knees hit it, she fell over, bringing Ichigo with her. He quickly untied the top half of her black shinigami uniform, and began working on the white cloth underneath it shortly after. Soon, the offending piece of cloth was gone, and his goddess was left exposed from the waist up.

After taking a moment to look at her, and a whispered "Your beautiful", Ichigo lowered his head to kiss the sensitive flesh. Yoruichi had begun running her fingers through his orange hair while he removed her of her clothes, and after hearing his whispered words, she couldn't help but smile. A feeling of pleasure though, a feeling that had been dormant for far too long, brought her attention fully back to Ichigo. She couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath and slightly arch her back, softly moaning as his lips seemingly left searing marks on her skin.

Ichigo had slowly been making his way to the center of the current mound his attention was focused on, his hand somewhat mindlessly caressing the other. Upon reaching the hardened center, he took it in his mouth, sucking and biting on it with a feather light touch, then blowing on it after having taken his mouth off. Yoruichi's soft moans had escalated into full sounds of pleasure, thoughts of how he knew all of the things he knew running through her mind, but as Ichigo repeated the process, she completely forgot that thought. He paused, his goddess's moans making the bulge in his pants near unbearable. Yoruichi took this as her opportunity to return some of his administrations though, and Ichigo soon found himself on his back, Yoruichi straddling his waist.

The purple haired shinigami removed his captain's clothes, along with the top half of his shinigami uniform, before pressed her lips down on his, her hands back in his hair. She soon broke the passionate touch to trail her own set of searing kisses down his neck, and onto the hardened muscles of his chest. She couldn't help but grin at the small groans Ichigo was making, wondering whether they were from pleasure, or the tension of his member currently pressed against her inner thigh.

Ichigo didn't lay still for long though, he sat up, bringing her into a passionate kiss as she wrapped her legs around his waist. They both knew they wanted each other more than anything at that moment, but they both wanted to take it slowly for their first time too. Neither of them having ever experienced such feelings behind the act. So, Ichigo laid her back down on the bed, and positioned himself between her legs as he slowly slipped off the bottom of her shinigami uniform, making sure to "accidentally" brush the insides of her thighs with his finger tips as he did so.

Yoruichi suddenly felt nervous, she didn't know why either, she never had before. Nonetheless, Ichigo noticed her look, and gave her a smile after repeating "Your beautiful". She didn't know why that calmed her down, but she didn't have much time to think about it either, as Ichigo had just introduced his lips to her inner thigh. Trailing more white hot kisses up towards her moist center, while his hands held her hips in place.

He reached the point she'd been anticipating, pressing his lips down on hers, while a moan left her mouth. He wasted no time in pushing his tongue into her soon after, she threw her head back and arched her back as much as she could out of pleasure at the feeling. Ichigo's hands were still on her hips as his tongue did numbers on her body, if not for his hands she'd have slid her legs around his head to try and push him further in, but no such luck, it seemed he knew just how to get to her. He knew every single point on her body that could make her go crazy, and he proved himself again as she felt a moan escape her, a tightening feeling building up in her.

Much to her displeasure, though, Ichigo removed his tongue from her just before that point. She showed him those feelings of annoyance with a stare of golden eyes, pupils seemingly mixed in with the iris. He fixed her with a stare of near identical brown eyes, telling her what he wanted her to know. That they'd come together for their first time.

So, Yoruichi pushed him onto his back, stripped him of his remaining clothes, and wasted no time before laying her lips on his hardened member. The purple haired shinigami ran her tongue up the length of it, relishing in a soft moan that escaped him, before taking him in her mouth. She pleasured him, enjoying the fact that she was able to make him moan as much as he was able to make her moan, even if they were softer, but she didn't care. Yoruichi felt him tremble a little, and took her mouth off of him. She looked up towards his face, nearly bursting with desire. A look of nearly pure lust then spread across his face, she knew hers showed the same, so she laid down on her back as he positioned himself between her legs again, he then picked her up and held her close to his chest as he pushed into her.

Neither could hold back their moans at the feeling of completeness they experienced. It was a new feeling to both of them, and they both decided it was the best sensation they'd ever felt. So, Ichigo began slowly, relishing at how it felt to be inside her. Yoruichi had locked her ankles behind his waist, as she pressed herself closer to Ichigo while she moved up and down against him. Ichigo's pace then quickened as his lips meant hers in a passionate embrace, their moans now muffled by their mouths, while Ichigo's hands remained on her hips. The orange haired shinigami slowed down after awhile, drawing out the movements, slowly moving in and out as they both felt tightening sensations.

At this point, Yoruichi doubted her legs could be wrapped more tightly around his waist, thoughts of how he knew all this once again crossed her mind, but were quickly dismissed with what happened next. Ichigo raised his purple haired lieutenant once more, and brought himself up to meet her, hitting a spot deep within her that caused both of them to moan out in pure pleasure against each others' lips as they felt themselves release as one.

Ichigo fell backward onto the bed, Yoruichi on top of him. She lifted her head up from its position on his chest, and kissed his lips lightly, murmuring "I love you, Ichigo".

He smiled, and replied with a whispered "I love you too, Yoruichi", while his fingers ran through her hair. Her steady breathing told him that she'd fallen asleep minutes later. So, after moving her to his side, which she curled into immediately, he fell asleep as well.

A/N: There yah have it, didn't like it at some points, but I did my best. Guess now would be a good time to mention it was my first one too. Decided to leave that fact out till the end, dunno why, but it annoys me when people put it before you even start reading...ah well. Managed to devote an entire 1500 words to lemon, never thought it'd be so long. Back to the original story line after this chapter btw.