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Frigg Nevia07" Hot for Ichigo and Rukia. It was spicy, they really snatched Rukia." - He sure did! (:
Guest - "I am loving Ichigo and Rukia together.I just hope she will be able to change his arrogant attitude." - Who doesn't love IchiRuki? (: Rukia is gonna have to do a lot of work to change the strawberry.
Ichirukitrash4ever "Hooray! Rukia is finally done with her job. Glad Ichigo only have her. Now that she's done with the escort job, will where she meet her other harems?" - She's not quite done yet, she's offically done after this chapter. We will see the other two harems in the next chapter!
jobananasan -
"OOF! I totally forgot Ichigo's part owner of the club. And now he's got blackmail material to use against Byakuya anytime he wants. That's Ichigo 1, Byakuya 0.
"Shut up, bitch! Who said you can complain here?!"-JFC! You're not making a good impression, Ichigo! Calm the fuck down! *sigh* Thank goodness Rukia refuses to act all submissive and scared. I love that she's meeting him head on. I also like that she's wants to find out why he's been the way he is when it comes to her, paying her so much, wanting her for the rest of her contract, being so possessive. I think she knows there's more to him than meets the eye, something deeper going on than just some customer/escort relationship. Saturday night was pretty warm and fuzzy. How he collapsed on her reminded me of his fight with the Grand Fisher. How afterwards he fell on her and she watched over him. It's so sweet how he came to her for comfort, after a fight even. Hmmmm...I wonder what happened...
"It was as if fate and her past had destined her to be a whore."-What kind of past did she have that would make her think she was destined to be a prostitute? Was she somehow exposed to prostitution? Maybe at the orphanage? Or maybe her aunt/uncle? I'm not really looking forward to find out more about her past because it already sounds so heartbreaking.
"During those times, she could only loathe herself."-I hope there will come a time when she stops feeling like this.
So has Rukia been screaming his name the way he wanted her to? And how many underwear has he collected to add to his Rukia collection? *chuckles*
"...because I'm gonna fuck you until I figure out what happened to me and finally get tired."-You already know what happened. You're just scared to admit it, you fool. *smirk*
"Recharged with sleep, his arrogance returned in full force and he just pissed her off with this cocky smirks, to which Rukia merely responded with her deadpan manner."-LOL! Yes, queen! Ichigo seems very happy to wake up to her. *smirk*
Glad to know Jushirou's surgery went well and that he's recuperating just fine. Now I'd like to know how Shunsui can talk to him with a straight face knowing he got his daughter into prostitution.
Okay, so here's my theory of what Shunsui will offer to Rukia. It's probably got something to do with Ichigo. I'm assuming Ichigo's home base is Europe. Did I read in an earlier chapter that he might want to open an escort service there and model it after the Karakura one? If that's the case then maybe Ichigo will tell Shunsui that he wants Rukia to go back with him to Europe under pretense of helping open up a club there? She'll probably take the offer because they'll promise her she doesn't have to be an escort, plus they'll offer her lots of money that she can use on making sure Jushirou will be taken care of. I don't know...I just don't see Ichigo letting her go. He'll leave, he'll miss her, and realize he wants her even more. He just better realize if he wants her to stick around then he better be nicer to her and start treating her as a person and not as an object. Anyways, this might be my favorite chapter so far.
Questions: How much time does a client get to spend with an escort? Is that something they negotiate on the contract? And how much does the club make off of each escort? Like, Rukia made 71,500 her first night. Did she keep all that and the club's cut was separate? Also, how many clients does an escort service per night? Oh, and how much has Ichigo been paying to be Rukia's for the remainder of her contract? Can't wait for the next update! :)" - You'll see about her past in later chapters about why she was perhaps destined to be one. Hmm.. that's a good theory that I didn't even think about myself! As for your last question about the escorts, I didn't really think about that to be honest while writing this story lmao. So it's kind of irreverent to the story since it's doesn't really play a part in the story. But thank you for asking those!
Chapter 11:My Name
"So what's your secret?" One of the escorts, the one with the long blonde hair but whose name she actually couldn't remember, suddenly asked Rukia a question.
They never really talked before, so it was disconcerting for Rukia to have this girl being interested with her right now. Ever since she entered the escort service, most girls had given her the silent treatment, preferring to stay with each other. She could not blame them as she was a newcomer, and, being a contractual one for a mere week, an outsider too. It was not new to her so it did not bother her.
Rukia stared at the girl asking her the question with a blank face, then she responded with another question, "What do you mean?"
The girl with the long blonde hair shrugged her shoulders. "Well, you see, the ladies talk about you a lot. They say Sir Kurosaki was so impressed with you he even sponsored you exclusively! He never does that, you know? And that hotshot lawyer too… He's returned every night, just asking for you. So, what's your secret? How did you manage to do that?"
Rukia continued to stare blankly at her fellow escort for a long time. She had not known that Byakuya returned after their disastrous night and Shunsui had not mentioned it to her either. She probably was avoiding Ichigo's wrath so she was refraining to say anything about the lawyer that the mob boss had argued with.
"Come on! I'll keep it a secret. I just want to land more clients, you know?" The escort prodded her more and elbowed her playfully.
Shaking her head slightly, Rukia sighed. "Errr… I honestly don't know about any secrets or shit. I think it's those clients who have a problem, don't you think?"
The escort nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I was thinking of that too." She gave Rukia a brief glance over. "I mean, most men prefer girls with bigger assets like me. I honestly don't know what they see in you."
I guess I just got insulted, but whatever. She forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Yeah, you see, I ain't got nothing on you. So I don't think I can give you any secrets that you're asking for."
Rukia was startled once again when the other escort clapped her hand rather loudly. "I think I already know why they like you so much!" The escort seemed to have had a eureka moment so Rukia merely raised her eyebrow at her, waiting for further clarification.
"I mean, look at you. You don't have a real lady's body and you look more like a little kid." Kid? Rukia knew she was on the petite side, but being called a little kid is a bit too much, she thought.
"Maybe Sir Kurosaki and Sir Kuchiki are secretly pedophiles!" The escort had too much sureness in her voice. "I guess I can't really do anything about that. Anyway, I still have to talk to Mr. Kyōraku. Bye!"
Rukia was left there bewildered and puzzled. After calling her a "little kid" and the two clients she had known as "pedophiles," she abruptly left her in the powder room?
"What was that?" Rukia just shook her head before going out of the powder room herself.
They had just finished fucking. Rukia was lying on her side, facing away from Ichigo, while the man himself was lying on his back, his arms behind his head like a pillow. Rukia and Ichigo never cuddled, except for that one time when Ichigo was injured and fell asleep on Rukia's chest.
"Hey, Ichigo," Rukia called the mob boss' attention.
"Hn." The man merely grunted.
"I'm just curious about something."
"What is it?," he answered in the same bored voice.
Rukia turned towards Ichigo's direction. "Why did you pick me that first night?"
He glanced back at her. "What do you mean?"
"The other escorts are wondering why you chose me. To be honest, I'm wondering too. You even became my patron."
The mob boss did not reply at first, then after a few moments, he said, "I don't know. I just like fucking you, I guess."
Rukia wanted him to elaborate so she had a follow-up question. "Well, what did you first notice about me back then?"
Ichigo smirked at her. "Your tattoos." And your mysterious violet eyes, they look like the violet rain painting? However he did not voice it out loud.
She raised an eyebrow. "What about them?"
"They're kind of cool," he shrugged his shoulders.
"You think so?" She asked as interest colored her voice.
"Hn." He then picked up her arm and examined her tattoos carefully. "Hey, this bunny was more detailed than I thought. Pretty childish though." He then picked up her other arm, the one with the cross inside her elbow.
"This cross too. I thought it was merely a flower. What kind of flower is this?" He asked curiously.
"That's Snowdrop, the emblem of my favorite warriors of a manga series I follow," she shared.
He smirked again at her, "So am I supposed to think that you're a warrior too?"
She responded with a smirk of her own. "I'd like to think so."
He moved closer to her slyly and whispered in her ear. "And why do you think so?"
Rukia, however, was unaffected by his teasing. "Hmm… I don't know. Why don't you look at my tattoo better?"
"Huh?" His eyes were questioning but he followed her advice.
"What in the world–" Ichigo even traced her skin, trying to feel it more. He raised his eyes to her. "Hey… this is one big scar."
"Yep," she answered matter-of-factly. "The scars in my other arm are smaller, but they are numerous compared to the one with the flower."
Ichigo's eyes bored into her own and his voice was low when he asked her, "What happened?"
She shrugged noncommittally. "Told ya, I'm a warrior."
He refused to let her brush it off and tightened his hold on her arm, but not in a way that could hurt her. "Yo, I'm asking you."
Needing to divert his attention because she was not someone who likes to fish for pity, Rukia decided to tease him too. "Yeah, and why are you so interested anyway? I'm starting to think you're falling in love with me…"
He let go of her arm as if he was burned. "What the fuck you talkin' about? Bitch, I don't do love or shit like that. That's for pussies!" He sneered at her.
Rukia couldn't help the laugh that burst out of her. Her snickers echoed in the four walls of the bedroom and there were even tears that formed in the corner of her eyes. Meanwhile, Ichigo merely stared at her dumbfounded. When he finally realized that she had played him, his eyes narrowed out of anger.
"You fucking cunt–"
She held up her hands to calm down his rage. "Wait! I was just joking. You don't need to twist your panties over such a simple thing." He snarled at her implication.
"I don't wear panties–"
She cut him off again. "What I meant to say was that you might wanna make the most out of this night because my contract ends tomorrow. What do you say about a goodbye sex with me?" Hopefully, she could appease him with that.
That seemed to do the trick and his rage disappeared. "Yeah, and what do you propose?" Ichigo's sly attitude was back.
"Let's have another round."
Rukia promptly grabbed Ichigo's flaccid penis, intending to work on it. He hissed at her sudden action. She started to massage his balls.
To work his dick better, she spit on her two palms and proceeded to pump his member, slowly at first. As a response to her ministrations, Ichigo reached out for her so that he could lower his lips to her nipple and trace it with his tongue lightly. It was Rukia's turn to hiss in pleasure. When he started to suck it, her pumps were getting faster too.
She could feel his hot member harden like wood and she whispered, "There."
He released her nipple with a pop. "So is your tit."
She glanced down at it. Sure enough, her nipple was erect. "Then let's get down to business." Rukia reached out to the bowl containing condoms on top of the dresser beside the bed.
"Let me help you put this on."
With Ichigo's help and with urgency in their actions, they both put the condom on. After that, Rukia got on top of the mob boss. He did not question her. Just like the first time, he merely watched her with curiosity.
Rukia rubbed her sensitive sex on Ichigo's cock. It felt good sliding up and down her slit. She rubbed harder and Ichigo started moving on his own and grabbed her by her hips.
"Ah… Hah…" Rukia was moaning as she could feel her pussy getting wet. To enhance the sensation, she started to rub her own clit. Ichigo's other hand found his place on her small breast and started massaging it.
Just a few minutes of humping and she could feel her womanly fluid coating Ichigo's condom-covered cock. She was ready and she let her client know about it when she grabbed his cock and impaled herself on it slowly. They both shuddered when the cock reached her hilt.
She paused for a while to merely feel the hot, pulsing cock that stretched her nicely. Their fucking was mostly hard and fast, except that first time that had been characterized more by discomfort. As she savored the cock that filled her walls, she couldn't help but wonder how their sexes perfectly fit like two puzzle pieces.
Then she rocked, slowly at first, as if they were not client and whore fucking, but lovers making love. On Rukia's end, there was an uncharacteristic emotion welling up that she did not want to give much thought about. This man, this cruel, frightening, and abominably arrogant mob boss, was still the first man in her life. They weren't friends, but a while ago, they had conversed as if they'd known each other for a long time. And as much as Rukia promised to herself that she would bury this one week that she became an escort to oblivion, she knew that she wouldn't ever forget this man.
She stared down at him. His eyes were closed and he was lowly moaning. Rukia was not deluding herself into believing that she impacted Ichigo's life in the same big way. He was a rich mob boss, an alpha man who could have whichever girl he wanted. When she finally left the escort service, he would merely pick another girl to fuck until he also grew tired of her the way he would with her.
Ichigo probably felt her staring down at him and he opened his eyes promptly. His hazel eyes burned into her and Rukia was taken by surprise when he pulled her down to him and smashed their lips together. He switched their positions to be on top and easily dominated her mouth, his tongue exploring the insides of her mouth. She let him dominate her, for the first time relishing the feeling of being vulnerable with this man.
Their mouths parted, a string of saliva still connecting them. Ichigo stared at her with an unreadable look in his eyes and took hold of both of her hands as he started rocking against her again. He buried his face against her neck as both of their weights sunk against the bed.
He was being so gentle tonight… Rukia couldn't help but feel the difference of the sex they were having now compared to the previous ones. Was it because this might be the last time that they saw each other?
"God… Ichigo… Ah!" Rukia could feel the familiar burning need in her stomach. Ichigo was not any better, his forehead crinkling in concentration as he started to hasten his thrusts.
"What's… your… name?" Ichigo asked her with difficulty as he was thrusting at the same time.
Between Rukia's ragged breaths, she responded with confusion. "Shirayuki Hmm… You already know…"
He rammed her rather violently. "Your real name… damn…."
That kind of stopped her. Would she reveal her name? But then again, her name was so common anyway it probably does not matter if he knew it. He rammed his cock hard again and her back arched.
"What is your real name?"
"Hmm.. Ichigo! Ah… God!" She couldn't speak even if she wanted, not when he was hitting her sweet spot like that.
"Hey… Hmm… Tell… me… your… name!" His thrusts were getting erratic now and Rukia's pussy was tightening. Their hands are both holding each other desperately.
She screamed her real name as they both fell over the edge. "Rukiaaahhh…!"
Ichigo did not move his head from its position against her sweaty neck, but he rasped as he came down from his high., "Rukia… I think your real name is much better."
A little smile broke out from Rukia's face although Ichigo could not see. "You think so?"
"Hmm… Yeah."
He was getting heavy now so Rukia nudged him. "Hey, Ichigo. Get off me. You're fucking heavy."
She heard him chuckling a little that seriously stunned Rukia. Ichigo could chuckle? She seriously thought that the mob boss was only capable of rage and boredom. Her eyes were still wide with wonder as she followed his movements and rose to get off her.
He saw her expression and raised his eyebrow in question., "What?"
She shook her head lightly. "Nothing. I just did not know you were capable of chuckling."
He rolled his eyes. "Don't get used to it."
Of course. She then proceeded to turn her back away from him, readying to lie on her side.
"What are you doing?" Ichigo's voice stopped Rukia.
"Getting ready to sleep?" What did he want now?
Rukia was stunned for the nth time this night when he pulled her flush against his body and went on to rest her head against his hard chest.
"Sleep."
He was really so weird tonight, prompting her to tease him again. "Man… don't miss me too much after I'm gone."
Ichigo scoffed. "You wish." But he went to wrap his arm around her waist. "Sleep now."
Rukia closed her eyes, the sound of Ichigo's heartbeat lulling her to sleep.