Chapter fifty. I never thought I ever reach this mark. And its all that to the readers and reviewers. Thank you so much.
On another note, I be stopping writing this fic for awhile. Was kind of disappointed with the lack of reviews of my last two chapters. I think that's a indication I have to do better with my Bleach.
Anyway, enjoy.
A sliver of light pierce through the window's shades, making the eye lids it was hitting open up slowly, revealing dark brown eyes. Once the person was fully awake, he looked down lovely at the sleeping auburn haired woman that was laying beside him.
Smiling, he bent his head down to plant a soft kiss against her rosy red lips. Feeling the warm sensational pressure, she opened her grey eyes, all traces of sleep vanish once she saw him.
"Good morning, Orihime." he greeted with a smile, caressing her right cheek with the back of his finger and planting a kiss on her forehead.
"Good morning, Kurosaki-kun." she responded with a bright smile. But it fell when she saw his scowling face.
"You know, Orihime, you don't have to keep calling me Kurosaki-kun. We are married now." he showed her his wedding ring.
"I'm sorry, Ichigo." she apologize, using his first name. "it's just hard getting use to calling you by your first name."
"That's funny," he chuckled, moving his face to the nap of her expose neck. "you didn't have that much trouble saying it last night." as he started to nibble on her naked flesh.
"I-Ichigo." Orihime gasped in surprise, shivering at the feel of his teeth against her body.
"Yes?" Ichigo asked, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her on top himself. This cause her to blush as now their expose chests were pressing against each other.
"We really shouldn't be doing this now."
"Why's that?" Ichigo asked, looking into her flushed face.
"Well, we have to check out of the hotel pretty soon. We wouldn't have that mush time to, you know."
"Have sex."
"Yeah." Embarrass that she couldn't actually say the word.
Ichigo just laugh. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time before we leave." he counter, latching onto her lips and devouring it.
"Are, are you sure?" Orihime asked after he let go of her lips, breathing heavily from the heated kiss.
"I'm sure." Ichigo smirked.
"If you say so." Orihime smiled, kissing her husband with as much passion as he gave her just moments ago.
They had to paid for an extra hour.
Sorry If it seem I left you hanging. I think this could have been better suited for a one shot lime or something.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Have a nice day.
