(Hey people~ After the aweful sad chappy some sexy time, hehe xD You can thank MidnightEden234 for writing the better part of this thing xD Acctually... I think she writes so much better, fall on the ground, bow and kiss her feets... or so xD Enjoy! Sexy time xD)

Shiro didn't even try going to sleep until he was sure Ichigo was unconscious. He watched the little angel, chasing away any signs of nightmares. Shiro saw Ichigo twitch and his face scrunched up in fear, that somehow made him feel a bit bad. He brushed pale fingers comfortingly across the young angel's cheek, and placed a tender kiss on his forehead. Shiro would hum until the angel's nightmare went away. After all, there was nothing scarier in this world than Shiro himself.

After several long minutes, Shiro began to feel tired as well. Ichigo kept him cozy and warm, as did the thick blankets and delicious aroma that came from the berry. Shiro wanted to taste him too, so very badly, but scaring Ichigo off was no on Shiro's to-do list. If he wanted Ichigo to stay with him, then he would have to play the part of the protector and not the monster.
No matter how cute and delicious the berry looked.

Maybe, though, a little taste here and there wouldn't be so bad. If only Shiro could convince Ichigo that he liked it! Ah, well, Shiro knew Ichigo reeked of virgin-scent. He silently wondered if the berry had had his first real kiss?

Tomorrow Shiro was definitely going to find out. For now, however, he would snuggle the young angel and enjoy a peaceful sleep with him. Shiro would also make sure his scent mixed in with the berry's, warning other predators to back off. He'd kill to keep his prize safe and in his possession. Shiro would definitely make sure any intruders knew that.

Maybe he got a little bit possessive...? Na! For him it was normal, nobody could have or even touch what was his.

On the very next evening the orange haired angel would wake up to something stange. Something wet and warm was on his cheek and neck. It was odd and even in his still asleep state he could hear some very quiet slurping noices, but his hazy mind couldn't really tell what it was and the sleep quickly pulled him in a state of carelessness.

While the angel seemed to not notice anything right now, the demon was on full fire. As Shiro woke up he felt rather smug and flirty this evening. So wirthout even thinking he bowed down to his beloved prize and started licking on his neck and cheecks, even sucking a bit on some places. 'Yep, tastes yummy an' just ... eh... adorable. Can something taste adorable?! Ha - ma lil' berry can~' Soon the licking turned to open mouth kisses. The white haired demon was enjoying this way too much for his own good. But he couldn't stop himself from loving it so much!

But he soon stopped as his little angel started to make some tiny and quiet noices. At first they sounded like he was having a nightmare again, or as if he was in pain. But as soon the demon stopped with his dirty work Ichigo became quiet again. 'Weird, why...?' This time he was a little bit more aggressive in his kisses, even biting very lightly, but not so much that he would hurt the soft baby skin, he didn't want to have marks or scars on his beloved angel. Soon he could hear the noices more clear and soon his mouth was pulled up in his most devilish smile he could bring up, nearly parting his face in two.

His dear angel wasn't in pain or anything - oh no. He was making little mewls and pleasured noices. "How intressting~" He sing - songed. That was really something he wouldn't expect. "He...! And ya tell me yer don't like this. But yer body reactions are telling me otherwise~" But his fun wasn't lasting very long, because it didn't take long before the strawberry finally opened his eyes. The weird feeling was waking him up in the end, who wouldn't? It is like a dog would lick all over your face!

His vision was still blured and fuzzy, still half asleep. As his vision slowly cleared he saw in the very pale face of his captor, grinning like mad. He starred for a second in the demon's yellow eyes surrounded by black, but then he screamed out it shock and almost got a heart infact. Panting heavily the berry tried to get put of the bed, only to be completly paralized by fear. He couldn't stop wimmering, his heart was pounding like mad!

Shiro loomed over the young angel, a devilish grin - if you don't mind the pun - upon his almost hauntingly sexy features.

Wait, sexy? Where did that thought come from? The little berry wondered and he backed up against the wall. He wasn't used to these feelings. Sure, he felt love for his family and loved by his family alike, but... what was this... adoration? To put it lightly.

"Don't be scared, my little one. Ya 'ave no reason t'be." Shiro spoke in a low voice. Ichigo felt Shiro's voice shake him to the core, and a shiver ran up his spine.
"B-But you're-"
Chocolate orbs widened when Shiro was suddenly in his face. Ichigo was frozen in pure shock, unable to figure out what to do in this position.

He felt warm, and somewhat soft, lips against his own. Shiro's scent invaded his nose and intoxicated his mind, wrapping around his brain like a thick and heavy fog. Pleasure burned through his senses and Ichigo could almost feel his common sense melting away. All he could register were Shiro's lips moving against his and a tongue demanding access. Ichigo gave in and allowed Shiro dominance over him. Shiro pinned the boy's body gently against the wall, tasting the prize he'd been wanting to for so very long. Ichigo observed that Shiro's eyes had shut, and so he'd shut his eyes too.

Slowly the kiss was deepened. Shiro moved sly hands over Ichigo's hips, his thumbs brushing against surprisingly well sculpted muscles beneath the berry's shirt, nobody would expect that. The demon captured the shy moan that escaped Ichigo's virgin lips. A low rumble sounded in Shiro's throat and he parted his and Ichigo's lips. Ichigo was panting, and Shiro took advantage of his dazed angel to move his lips to Ichigo's neck. Shiro released a groan of his own, more like a possessive growl, at the deliciously sweet taste of his angel and how it blended with the somewhat spicy scent Ichigo gave off.

Ichigo suddenly felt cold when Shiro pulled away. He watched the demon leave the room, Ichigo's chest still heaving from the kiss. Ichigo blinked, hard, and the glaze over his eyes went away. He still didn't know why Shiro had touched him that way, or why he reacted to it the way he did, but Ichigo did know that his skin was still tingling from the demon's touches. His heart thudded against his chest like it was trapped in a cage. Ichigo too suddenly felt caged now that Shiro had wandered away. Part of him, no matter how little, wanted more, while the rest was in absolute shock.

Without thinking much he jumped out of the bed. His legs were shaking a bit, he was still sleepy. But without much effort he left the room in search of the white demon. He needed answers! Shirosaki would probably know why he was feeling this, he seemed like a person to know quite some stuff...

(Ne, did ya enjoy? I hope ya did, because more sexy time ahead? xD Anyways... I would like to have a honest oppinion about this story: Is it really so bad? I mean the reviews are only from two people (love ya for this!) And the favs and follows are really bad, I don't know anything about writing so please tell me^^ (Because it is probably my bad writing that makes it so weird) I am not a person to get mad at such stuff~ Have a nice day/night!)