A/N:

To make this less clutter, I'm won't copy and paste the reviews here anymore, I'll just say the person's name and respond that way.

rruki4087 - Aren't we all simps for Rukia? (:

Ana SunMoon - Ichigo is going whatever it takes to bang Rukia again. (:

Princess-Sera - A hot orange hair jerk you forgot to add. (:

FafaCute - Perhaps there's another hot moment between the two soon. (:

Ichirukitrash4ever - Hey I'm obsessed with Rukia too! I think slowly Ichigo lust will fade away and it may or may turn into something else.

shikaruTo - Glad to see you back and your advice is pretty good! As far as if others will rail Rukia, well you'll have to keep reading. Yes Renji will play a bigger role later on, and as for Byakuya, well.. he might get his chance to bang Rukia... (:

jobananasan - Haha, Ichigo will learn his lesson soon. Good guess about the gossip with Ichigo and the flowers. The truth about Rukia's mother will be shown in the next chapter actually! I make it quite a good guessing game for you haha!

Chapter 16 - Come Back For More

When Rukia got called out again in front, she was already resigned to her fate. If she was hesitating before to think that fate was trolling her, now she was sure. But the horny orange hair mob boss did not stop there. In every demonstration of judo moves, she received a lot of "accidental" touches that she was sure weren't innocent at all. It took all her effort not to kick the annoying man in his crotch in front of the class. If she did it, she would receive even more attention that she was dreading.

She did not know how he got into their school, but, knowing Ichigo and all the connections that he had as a powerful mob boss, she knew it was possible. After all, money made the world go round. If Ichigo could buy her body, buying a school teaching position was easy. Ah… how great must it be to be rich.

In any case, she was feeling a bit uneasy as she was following Ichigo into his faculty office. Well, it was not like he could do anything on school premises, right? There were other people there, other instructors, so he would not dare try anything, she hoped.

Ichigo opened the door and let her in. When she entered, the mob boss locked the door with a click. Wait, there was no one present.

Rukia turned to the mob boss. "Sir, where are the other teachers?"

Ichigo raised his eyebrow. "Well, this is my private office. It's for my own use only."

Uh oh. This was not good. That meant that they were the only people in the room, and she was locked in. She was beginning to panic, but she tried her hardest to not to show it in front of him.

She asked the man another question. "Well, sir. What did you want me to do?"

The man put on a mischievous smirk. "Aren't you going to ask how I became your PE teacher?"

That sounded the alarm bells in Rukia's head, but she pushed on. "No, sir. It was not my business. So, could we proceed to your reminders? I have a class in 30 minutes," she lied.

"No, your next class isn't for two hours." As if confirming the shock that appeared on Rukia's face, Ichigo shrugged. "I memorized your class schedule."

God, she knew it! She fucking knew it! He was really here for her. Rukia wanted to cut the bullshit, once and for all.

"I don't get you, Ichigo. What do you really want from me? I'm just a hoe, like you said. Surely, there are other hoes that could satisfy you. You know, girls who had bigger boobs or whatever."

Ichigo did not answer as he walked towards her. Rukia kept her ground stubbornly. She could not afford to show weakness in front of him. When he came face to face with her, he spoke in a low voice.

"But they don't satisfy me like you do," he said as his eyes roamed her face.

She needed to change tactics, so she went for another angle. "Be careful, 'coz I might think you like me."

Ichigo's familiar feral smirk appeared. "Well, maybe I do."

She couldn't contain her gasp. She expected him to deny her insinuation. She felt him encircle his arms around her waist.

"And I think you might actually like me too." - Ichigo said.

She instantly denied it. "Excuse me? I don't."

"Oh, but why do you tremble in my arms?" He whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. He turned to suck the soft skin below her ear.

"Let's have a game, Rukia. Prove to me that I don't affect you at all."

Rukia knew she shouldn't let Ichigo get under her skin, but her pride and stubbornness prevented her from doing so.

"Sure, but if I succeed, you'll leave me alone for good."

Ichigo stared directly in her eyes. "Cool."

Great, Ichigo thought. Now, he had the chance to have Rukia writhing below him again. Sure, his pride might have taken a bit of a blow when he had to say that he liked her, but it was a small price to pay compared to the possibilities that opened to him. It was not as if he told Rukia he loved her anyway. But he needed to plan this carefully. For this to succeed, he needed to please his little whore.

After hearing her acceptance to his challenge, he slowly lowered his lips to hers and suckled her lower lip lightly. He could already hear her restrained little whimpers that fueled his drive to prove his point even more. He skimmed his tongue on her lips, asking for entrance that she granted. Once in, he made sure to explore her mouth thoroughly, going around over the ridges of her teeth, and when he encountered her tongue, he promptly sucked it. However, she was still not responding to his kiss. She merely let him do as he wanted.

Despite this, he could already feel his victory in his grasp, so he proceeded to turn up the heat. He easily lifted Rukia up and walked towards the desk where he placed her. He untangled his mouth from her.

"What do you think of that kiss?"

His petite hoe merely shrugged. "It was good, but it was not enough for me to respond to it."

"Alright, then I think I must up the stakes."

Ichigo then put his hand over Rukia's crotch. She promptly held his hand, a warning on her cute face.

"What? If I don't affect you at all, then this wouldn't be a problem," he explained.

"Fine," she said as he let go of his hand.

He resumed stroking her crotch and he was beginning to feel moisture gather there but Rukia was still stubbornly trying to contain herself. Ichigo could see how her hands tightened their hold on the desk. That made him smirk widely to himself.

Not satisfied with merely stroking her, he went on to slide down her trousers to reveal her panties. She gasped out loud, but did not stop him or his ministrations. Ichigo saw how she bit her lower lip, however.

With no protest from her, he also slid down her panties to reveal her pink flesh. He had missed her pussy that looked so soft and smooth and was glistening with moisture. He inhaled deeply and was satisfied with the feminine scent that assaulted his nostrils. Wanting to hear her moan, he easily slipped his middle finger inside Rukia's warm, moist hole. This time, he was victorious because his cute hoe wasn't able to stop from crying out.

Not satisfied with her whimpers, he added two more fingers and slid them inside and out fast. This time, Rukia's pussy was so thoroughly wet, it made the task so easy for him. He did that for some time until he felt her walls relaxing and her legs widening. She even unconsciously leaned back to the table, making his access to her pussy easier. Not long after, he slid his whole fist inside her tight hole. It fit his hand like a velvet glove, and that fueled Ichigo even more as he started fisting Rukia.

Rukia was not any better because she was biting her lower lip, trying to contain the noises she wanted to make. Tears were even leaking out from her tightly shut eyes.

"Ah… fuck… god…" she was muttering incoherently when her control slipped for a moment as Ichigo did his best to pleasure her with his fist.

He was not prepared at all when Rukia began squirting a huge amount of liquid as her mouth fell open. Even as she was squirting, Ichigo did not stop from fisting her, letting his petite lady ride her orgasm. When she finally stopped leaking, he slowly slid his fist out and stared in wonder at his soaked hand.

"Wow," awe was evident in his voice. "I made you squirt… so I don't think you could still claim that I don't affect you at all."

Rukia's face and neck were both flushed, but her eyes remained hard. "Or maybe, but it's just my body's natural reaction. Don't you think that anyone would have done that if they were overly-stimulated?"

He knew Rukia's words held a grain of truth so he responded to her unspoken challenge. "Fine, you win for today, but do not think I'm going to stop here."

"What? But we have a deal!" She protested.

"Still, you were moaning and writhing because of me. I think I deserve another round."

She finally relented. "Fine." Rukia jumped down from her perch on the desk and fixed herself. Before she went out the door, however, Ichigo did not forget to remind her.

"Be prepared for the next class. I might teach you harder moves."

Rukia hastily went to the shower room, her heart running a mile a minute. She couldn't believe what she had just done. She let Ichigo have her again! And she liked it so much she even squirted! She grimaced as she felt how wet her Judo pants were.

Ichigo told her that he liked her, but Rukia was not convinced at all. Liking to fuck someone was different from genuinely liking a person. Rukia was not dumb enough to let someone like Ichigo play her off. She was just frustrated at the way her body responded to him so well. Was it because he was her first? In any case, Rukia knew that she desperately needed to think of a way to send Ichigo away from her because she did not like the way he was intruding in her life and her body at all.

She looked down again and shook her head. She was lucky that she had another hour before her next class. She could still shower and fix herself properly. She did not like the sticky feel in her crotch. She was thankful she kept extra clothes in her locker.

Even as Rukia was walking home to their shop, Ichigo was invading her mind. A part of her was dreading that he might appear like what he did last night. However, when she reached their shop, a different view greeted her.

A shiny black Lamborghini was parked outside their humble shop and when she went in, there was her adoptive father Jushiro and Atty. Byakuya Kuchiki, clutching another bouquet of flowers, both seated. When they saw her appear in the doorway, they both stood up to greet her.

"Rukia, it's good that you're finally here. Your visitor has been waiting for you for quite a while already," her dad informed her.

Meanwhile, she merely stood there dumbfounded. What was going on? Her eyes landed on the lawyer who handed the bouquet to her. She wordlessly accepted. The lawyer had a little smile playing on his lips as he gave her a look that unnerved her.

"Uhmm… Atty. Kuchiki, what are you doing here?" She asked when she recovered her voice.

"Well, I wanted to ask for your dad's permission to court you," the lawyer answered with certainty in his voice.

Oh, god. She did not need another problem like this. She was already having trouble with Ichigo. She looked helplessly at his father who merely shrugged at her.

"I let him be. He seems okay anyway," her dad nonchalantly said.

Alright, it seemed that she needed to solve this problem herself. She put down the bouquet on the counter of the shop and turned to the lawyer.

"Atty. Kuchiki, can I talk to you alone for a while?"

The lawyer agreed right away. "Sure, of course."

Rukia led Byakuya to the back room of the shop. Once she was sure that they were out of her dad's hearing, she proceeded to question the lawyer.

"Byakuya, I am going to cut the bullshit and ask you the same question I asked Ichigo today. What the fuck do you want from me?"

The lawyer seemed surprised at her blunt question but he proceeded to answer her. "I seriously want to court you, Rukia."

Rukia laughed disbelievingly. "But why? Why do you and Ichigo do this to me?"

"Listen, Rukia. I don't know what that mob boss told you, but believe me when I say that I really want to get to know you better. Ever since that night we talked, I couldn't get you out of my mind. I really like you."

Rukia was still not convinced though. "You see, Byakuya, Ichigo told me the same thing today. But you know what? I feel like you two are merely playing me off. I may have been a whore, but I am not now. I think you just wanted a good lay and I suggest you get another girl to do the dirty job for you. I'm sure there are many who would be willing."

The lawyer shook his head and stared right at her eyes. "I never viewed you as a mere whore, Rukia. I knew you had no choice in the first place. That's why I'm courting you, because I want to treat you the way a proper woman should be treated. Just give me a chance."

Rukia was so confused that she felt she was suffocating. She needed to think this through. "I'm sorry, Byakuya, but can you please give me space? I'm having trouble processing all of this, between you and Ichigo."

The lawyer sighed but nodded understandably. "Okay, but I'm telling you already, I still plan on pursuing you. I will take my leave, for now."

The lawyer walked out the backroom, leaving her alone to process her thoughts. She did not feel the presence behind her, by the door.

"So that was how you paid for my operation… by being a whore?" Rukia whipped toward that direction when she heard Jushiro's dull voice.

Fuck.