The words are flowing at the moment so I though I'd surprise you wonderful readers with another chapter. A lot of you were asking for Ichihime, and thanks for patiently waiting, I didn't forget them I love them too. What's funny with this chapter is it's the Kurosaki Family's turn, except I should of put Yuzu in this chapter instead of last chapter then it would honestly be the whole family, but Yuzu's story needed to be last chapter because she needed to be set apart. This chapter has a crack ship that is one of my guilty pleasures. Why? you'll see, all I can tell you is that the relationship is pure lust and friendship. Okay I'll stop please enjoy.
Oh, One more thing, I tried to put a jealous Ichigo in here, which was a little hard since they are technically on a secluded island but I did a little something I hope it's okay. lol Enjoy!
Orihime sat by herself in the dining hall, enjoying a late breakfast. It seemed everyone else came down to partake in the morning delicacies and were now enjoying their time around the island. She had been up all night enjoying her time with Ichigo, she smiled to her self as her body could still feel his hands all over her. It seemed her orange-haired fiancee had been extremely tired because she tried waking him up this morning with no such luck.
Beep*
She picked up her phone to see a text message from the man who constantly occupied her thoughts.
'Where are you?'
'Looks like the sleepy head is awake,' she smiled to herself. I'm downstairs eating breakfast, join me for brunch. = )
She was about to place a muffin into her mouth when someone walked up to her. An employee who worked there, judging by the dark blue yukata he wore. He was quite handsome with dark black hair and piercing dark eyes.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, you seem to be enjoying yourself," he said with a platter of food.
"Oh, you're not interrupting me, but..." before she could mention anything he decided to sit across from her.
"Oh, Thanks! I'm on my break and I much rather spend it in front of a beautiful girl," he said with a charming smile.
"Thanks, but if you don't mind, I'm already waiting for ..." she tried to speak to him politely once more only to be interrupted again.
"I bet you have a pretty name too, What is it? Do you have a number?" he began to ask questions as he gazed at her in awe. He didn't get a chance to stay long when he was abruptly pulled from the seat by strong hands.
"I can help you with answering your questions. Her name is 'Mind your damn business' and her number is '123- LEAVE,'" he growled out as the guy was pushed away by Ichigo.
"I..I'm sorry," the guy quickly grabbed his tray of food and ran off in a hurry to another table much farther away.
Orihime looking at the whole ordeal felt bad for the poor guy.
"Ichigo, that was sort of rude, I was trying to tell him that I was waiting for you and I had a fiancee," she scrutinized him with a pout.
"Yeah, I heard and he was so eager to listen," he grudgingly said knowing full well the guy was also eager to ogle his fiancee instead of listening to a word she had to say.
"Well, if you just had given me a chance," she spoke a little upset, " I can take care of myself."
"Yeah, like you did last time," he said the words and regretted it once they came out. He looked at his auburn-haired fiancee and his comment didn't seem to faze her as she looked down at her plate, pausing, seeming to find the right words.
"Orihime...," he began to say kicking himself for being such an ass before she interrupted him.
"That happened...because I was too distracted to see the warning signs and forgive me if I was unaware of how cruel Tsukishima was."
"Orihime, I didn't mean to say it," he tried reaching out to her, only for her to get up from her table.
"Excuse me, I've lost my appetite," she said starting to leave but paused to grab the muffin from her plate and then abruptly leaving.
The whole thing would have been hilarious to him if he didn't feel so guilty. He watched her leave the dining area and couldn't help being filled with dread of losing her for his stupidity. He banged the table, scaring the man who tried to pick up Orihime in the first place and other employees around him before he ran after her.
He found her outside starting to walk down the path alone. As he got closer he could hear her soft sniffles as she nibbled her muffin. He had made her cry and he insides twisted into a knot, feeling like a piece of shit.
"Orihime," he called out.
She stopped but she didn't turn to acknowledge him, only focusing on eating her treat.
"I thought you lost your appetite?" he chuckled nervously, hoping to get a laugh from her instead of the heartache he caused.
"I was too upset to eat, but muffins usually cheer me up," she mumbled with food in her mouth.
"Did it...cheer you up?" he curiously asked, turning her around, seeing her stuffed face with tears slowly falling. She continued to munch the rest of what was in her mouth and swallowed.
"A little... maybe if I had gotten a donut," she sorrowfully said looking up at him.
"Why didn't you get them, they had them displayed on the buffet spread?" he said holding her as the tears began to increase.
"I didn't see them," she cried out before she placed her face into his chest and she began to cry out loud. He softly soothed her back by rubbing his hand in small circles as he caressed her head. Her cries began to cease as he held her tighter.
"I..I didn't mean to say that to you, I know it wasn't your fault. I had a dream about my mother and then about you, you were both calling out for help and I wasn't there to protect you," he stated and Orihime could hear the pain in his voice and she felt bad for being upset with him. She felt him hold her tighter, "I don't want to lose you and if anyone hurt you... I...I don't think I'd be someone you'd want to see."
She held him in her arms as she whipped away the last remaining tears from her face. "Tatsuki has shown me moves to protect myself and you said you'd show me some moves too," she said referring to her defense training.
"Yeah, I did but doesn't mean I'm not gonna stop worrying about you," he lectured, his stern face looking at her beautiful one.
"Worrying or being Jealous?" she said with a raised brow, giving a cute upset expression. She watched him look at her with a scowl.
"I..I don't get jealous!" he growled out only to hear a light chuckle come out of his fiancee.
"The employee this morning?"
"A nosy bastard."
"Papa-san?"
"A perverted old man and please stop calling him that," he mused again, hating the nickname she called his dad.
"Grimmjow?"
"No! I don't trust that fucker," he yelled out, "Look, I get it Orihime. I can get a little jealous." he saw his fiancee stare at him in disbelief, "Okay, maybe I get jealous a lot, but that's because I can't stand anyone being near you. You're beautiful, perfect, and I can't help but want to knock out anyone who thinks about trying to talk to you."
"Ichigo, you can't go around hitting anyone who looks or talks to me," she flatly told him a little unnerved by this.
"Why not?" he griped.
"Ichigo, you don't see me throwing something at a person who's looking at you, now do I?" she asked him as she sensed he didn't understand what she was talking about, " Well, a lot of the employees that work here give these longing looks and then stare at me like they wished I never existed. Sometimes I just want to throw a cupcake, pastry or pie at their face," she said looking adorably cute upset.
"Why are all the things you throw involve sweets?" Ichigo said with a smile.
"That's not the point Ichigo, I could do those things but I won't," she said it proudly. Ichigo began to hug her close and decided to kiss her.
"Where were you planning on going?" he asked her.
"I wanted to try to look for one of the lagoons that were hidden around here, that Rukia may have mentioned to me about," she murmured to him, looking away from his stare as she blushed. He smiled as he let go.
"You stay here for a moment, I just need to get something. I'll be quick," he gave her a quick peck on the cheek and ran inside.
Orihime stood there playing with the hem of her sky blue knee-length dress. Waiting there for a good ten minutes, she saw her gorgeous fiancee stride towards her holding a basket, no doubt filled with goodies.
"What's in there?" she curiously asked as he held her hand as they began to walk.
"It's a surprise," he cheekily said as she pouted and looked ahead. Ichigo chuckled as he held her close. "So where do we go?"
"It's a surprise," she shot back with her arms crossed.
"Orihime," he said as he chuckled at the auburn-haired girl still upset with him.
"She said if I keep heading down this trail, I'll see a small trail that has a sign that looks a bit damaged," she answered trying to get a peek from the basket he held. He moved it away from her view, giving her a kiss on the mouth. They continued to walk, Orihime having been put at ease until they saw the little trail with a faded sign, illegible to read.
Ichigo seemed a bit hesitant as his fiancee seemed excited to continue this quest. "Are you sure it's safe?" he asked still unsure of what he'll find in there.
"Why would Rukia lead me to a place that's unsafe?" she asked confused, she was about to head towards the trail without him when he used his hand to stall her.
"I've known her longer, so just let me go first," he told her, going ahead of her with the basket of unknown goodies.
The trail seemed okay, he just had to move some of the trees and vines that blocked the path. The path seemed to be neglected for a few months, probably employees forgetting to maintain it or guests not realizing it was a place to go to. Ichigo made sure he received the brunt of the tree branches but a few times he had to help Orihime when her dress had been caught by some form of shrubbery. When he thought this trail couldn't possibly end he angrily pushed a huge leaf aside to see a gorgeous sight, it was a low sea level sandbank that was surrounded by rocks, and the only form of water that was able to come in was the ocean waves that crashed into the rocks. Some water funneled in, escaping the cracks that were pushed into the lagoon. You could literally see the sand under a few feet of shallow water that if Ichigo had to estimate how deep, probably reached to his ankles. It was breathtaking, the small patch of beach was covered by shade from tall trees, and a small little bungalow that was raised on stilts.
Ichigo walked up to the small one-room beach house assessing it's safety, he saw small stairs that reached the entrance. He carefully stepped on the steps and determined they were sturdy, walking into the room checking the floors and approved of the craftsmanship.
"Come on Orihime, besides the scattered vines and leaves in here, it seems okay," he told her as he helped her walk along the small steps to get to the top. After dusting the pillows and blankets, laying them in the direction of the lagoon's beautiful view. Ichigo set the basket to the side as he sat down and beckoned for Orihime to sit in front of him.
"I have to thank Rukia for suggesting this little place," he said kissing the auburn-haired girl's neck as she giggled. She bit her lip as he continued to give her affectionate kisses along her collarbone. As he placed kisses, she continued to strain her neck to have a glance at the basket that was beside them. Ichigo noticing this couldn't help but laugh at her curiosity.
"You know curiosity killed the cat," he said between kisses.
"Ichigooooooh! I just want to know what's in there," she pouted. He glanced at her, seeing as she gave him an endearing look, he caved in.
"I'll stop torturing you," he smiled as he dug into the bag and pulled out a big white bakery box. When he opened it, no words could describe how incredibly overjoyed she was. He watched her expression change from shock to happiness, and then she began to cry.
"Oh Ichigo," she burst into tears as she grabbed him for a hug. He quickly balanced the box he was holding trying not to drop what was inside.
"Orihime, watch out! You don't want the donuts to fall all over the floor," he said causing her to let go immediately and nod.
"I'm sorry," she apologized as she gave him a soft kiss, " Can I... can I get one now?" she hesitantly asked.
"Of course Orihime, you think I was going to eat all these donuts by myself?" he curiously asked her.
"I could," she stuck out her tongue as she grabbed a strawberry glazed donut and began to eat," Mmm, soo good."
"Jeez Orihime, every time you eat it's difficult to concentrate," he shook his head as he grabbed a chocolate covered glazed one and began to eat.
"Is it because I'm too loud?" she said apologetically.
"Loud is not the problem Orihime, it's you sounding like your going through an orgasm." He watched her eyes widen, as she swallowed her donut.
"Oh, Ummm, but no one has said it to me before," she asked confused.
"I believe your brothers would feel awkward to bring it up and you're oblivious to people staring at you."
"Well, first it's rude to stare at someone eating, and yes when it's something really yummy I'm just paying attention to my food," she angrily ate another donut, this time with sprinkles.
He couldn't help but love her naivete, but it was also what caused his aggravation. She couldn't help the perverted men who glanced at her, she was innocent in all of this, maybe he was upset with himself that he thought of perverted things as she moaned out how delicious her jelly donut tasted. After he had his fill, he grabbed a jar of chocolate.
Orihime finished eating her fifth donut, glanced at him with the chocolate jar curious as to what he was going to do with it.
"Donuts didn't have enough chocolate on them?" she asked him as he shook his head. He didn't say anything else as he dipped his finger into the jar after opening, placing a dollop of chocolate onto his tongue. He moved closer to her and was attempting to kiss her. At first, she blushed but nervously opened her mouth to invite his chocolaty tongue.
The taste of the chocolate along with her sweet taste was intoxicating, already causing him to stir between his legs.
"That's what I call sweet kisses," she sweetly giggled when she broke the kiss. He placed a teaspoon of the confectionery goodness onto his tongue and began to hungrily kiss her chin then down to her neck.
"Ichigo, you're going to get my dress all dirty," she squirmed trying to prevent him from ruining her beautiful attire.
"Then remove it," he bluntly said as he gave her his handsome grin. She nodded, lifting herself up just a bit to raise the dress above her head. Not self-conscious of her body anymore in front of him but a little wary of showing herself in public. He looked at her gorgeous body and thought to himself that he would never get tired of appreciating and feeling how damn lucky he was to have her all to himself.
She watched him grin to himself as she sat back down. He eyeballed her bra and panties and saw the intricate design the undergarments showed, sensing that it may have cost a pretty penny.
"Those bra and panties look expensive, you sure you don't want to dirty them too?" he said fingering the shoulder clasp. She hesitantly looked down as she bit her lip, she really didn't want to dirty them. Making up her mind, she sighed as she began to unbutton the clasp of her bra. Shimming out and holding her breasts with her arm as she placed the undergarment with her discarded dress. She then began to do the same thing with her underwear, becoming bare she noticed her fiancee stood stock still forgetting to breathe as he watched her.
"Ichigo?" she said using the hand she wasn't holding her breasts with to tap his shoulder.
Noticing that he had been staring like a damn idiot, he took the jar placing two fingers to smear it onto her collarbone. Licking the chocolate off of her he pushed her arm away from her breasts as they fell freely. Giving a soft lick to her nipple he grabbed the jar again, only this time he let it pour down between her breasts as it began to drizzle down her waist then between her legs.
Watching his favorite snack to eat smeared all over her body, he quickly pulled his shirt and shorts, along with his briefs to be as bare as she was. Wasting no time, he laid her down slowly as he slowly began to clean off the brown syrup first off her collarbone, when he latched onto her nipple. Holding both her hands above her head as he licked her off. All she could do was squirm as he held her hands hostage above her head until he reached lower licking her stomach his grip loosen to move his hands down. She placed her hands above his head fiddling with his hair as he continued to lick and suckle. She felt him widen her legs as he began to lick her thighs clean. His tongue expertly followed the trail of chocolate goodness between her already chocolaty wet core.
"Oh, Ichigo~" she moaned fisting his orange hair as she squirmed,
"Mmmm, I guess I didn't have to choose between you and chocolate when I can have both of you together," he said grinning at her as she smiled at his comment. She rolled her head back when he continued to devour with his mouth and widening her legs even more. Wanting even more of her taste he tilted his head as one of her legs rested onto his shoulder.
"Oh, Ichigo I love your tongue," she yelled out-positioning his face to where she wanted him.
"You taste so good anyway and having chocolate is just a bonus," he chuckled as he sucked her nub and licked around. That seemed to be her undoing as she yelled and he felt her insides constrict onto his tongue and her liquids began to gush out from orgasming. He wasted no time licking her clean as she tried to get away from his tongue as he held her still.
"Ichigo, please it's sensitive, Oh please stop," she cried out as he continued to hold her while she struggled and continued to lick her clean. After he was satisfied he lifted himself up to place a bit of chocolate onto her lips as he aggressively kissed her.
She tasted herself laced with the incredible flavor of him and chocolate as she hungrily kissed and pulled him in closer.
"I'm a little sticky," she said between kisses and giggles. He surprised her with his strength as he lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist for support. He peeked around her so he could see where he was going, making sure he found the steps to head down.
He heard her little screams of laughter as he ran heading to the lagoon. When he was ankle deep with ocean water, he bent down laying her down onto the shallow waters.
"Ahhh," she squealed a little surprised, the waters were a bit cold from the shade of the trees.
"Sorry," he said kissing her on the lips as he lifted her to sit on his lap as he sat down. "Fuck that is cold."
She laughed as he pushed her hair away from her face, then began to kiss her using his hands to use the waters to wash her clean. She placed her arms around his shoulders as she positioned herself above his erection. Both eyes locked together, grey staring into chocolate browns as he felt her weight push down, feeling his aching length enter her moist center.
"Oh, Fuck," he groaned out as he hungrily kissed her, now tasting salt water on her lips. Breaking the kiss so he could watch the sun's rays hit her profile, causing her auburn locks to glow like a halo. He watched his angel moan as he raised his hips to thrust in deeper, her arms holding onto him tightly.
"I love you so much, Ichigo!" she bounced onto his lap as her breasts jiggled with her fiancee's aggressive thrusts.
"I love you so too, Orihime! I promise if I say anything to hurt you again I'll make it up to you whatever you want," he said barely hearing himself as she moaned out loud. He felt her collapse onto him as she climaxed again, feeling her clench around his cock. He laid he once more on her back against the water, the back of her head cradled on his arm. Lifting one of her legs up onto his shoulders as repeatedly thrust into her, watching her close her eyes and moan. God, she was beautiful and he felt himself release into her, feeling the waters lightly brush up against their skins.
He stared at her looking at her gorgeous eyes that loved and trusted him. She kissed him, bruising his lips as she held onto him tightly, he accepted her aggressive tongue by opening his mouth. Her eyes widen suddenly aware of his erection hardening again.
"Again Ichigo?" she laughed at her fiancee fortitude as he sucked her neck, "I think I burned off all the calories from those donuts," she said breathlessly.
"Technically no," he hummed, thrusting his hips upward as she wrapped her legs around him.
"Mmm... What do you mean No!" she moaned out, staring at him as he grinned down at her stroking her wet strands.
" Men burn off one hundred calories while women burn off sixty-nine calories. So if you factor in that you ate five and I only ate two. Mmmm," he paused trying to steady himself, "I'd be burning off my calories if we did it four times. Which means..." he grinned watching her eyes widen.
"Which means we'd have to do it fourteen times," she gasped as he thrust in deeper.
"I'm okay with helping you burn off the calories," he laughed, slowly moving in and out of her.
"I'm still trying to recover from last night," she murmured, feeling him nibble on her neck and gently thrust.
"If you're sore, then I can always have you ride my tongue instead," he whispered into her ear, he felt her clamp around his cock as he groaned. "MMM is that a yes?" he whispered again.
"Fourteen times?" she moaned.
"Well, since this is round two, technically it will be only twelve," he felt her tense and her insides tighten, even more, he grabbed her hip tightly, when he heard her whimper. "I'm just teasing Orihime," he heard her sigh and her body relax as he raised his head to stare at her. "How about eight?" he laughed when he felt her pinch his arm, "Ouch!"
"Stop teasing me, Ichigo," she pouted and moaned, still feeling him enter as he laughed at her expense.
"I'll stop, mmm," he groaned as she came again as he entered her slowly. "It's just I can't get enough of you...mmm Fuck, Orihime," he moaned out shooting into her as she squirmed and her insides continued to tighten.
They laid on the shallow waters, both lightly caressing and brushing their lips onto each other's wet skin. After washing themselves of the bodily fluids and chocolate, they walked back to the bungalow. When Ichigo Orihime both entered the house on stilts, he made to put on his clothes. He turned to see her just standing there blushing and avoiding his stare.
"Orihime?" he asked walking closer to hold her shoulders. "What is it?" he asked concerned.
"Is...is it too late to ...Ummm," she rubbed her thighs together as she began to blush profusely. "ask you to use you're..." she stuttered, feeling like an idiot, why was it awkward to ask him these things.
"to use what, Orihime?" he grinned, knowing what she wanted but he couldn't deny that he wanted to hear those words come out from her pink sweet mouth.
"T... Tongue to pleasure me?" she finally uttered, with her now looking directly at him as he smiled.
"Of course," he kissed her lips, guiding her to the center where the blankets and pillows laid. He laid down as he guided her hips to align with his mouth. There he spent time using his tongue in ways to make her voice become hoarse from shouting his name.
Isshin Kurosaki sat at the castle's lounge area amongst friends, Jushiro, Shunshui, and Byakuya sat comfortably chatting on leather couches. It was also great to Shunshui that the bar was just a few meters away.
"This is great, we haven't done this in a while, just talking nonsense and leaving the business for another day. Although, I can tell from Jushiro and
Byakuya's demeanor they're itching to sway the conversation in that direction." the laid-back man dressing in a pink kimono said with a grin.
"You assume too much Mr. Odelschwanck, my life doesn't revolve around making money, it's not my fault that I'm so knowledgeable in making it," he said calmly not a hint of arrogance in his tone, but his words to someone who didn't know him would have thought otherwise.
"If you weren't so serious Byayuka I would have thought you were making a joke," Shunshui said to the dark-haired stoic man.
"I was," he told the others as he drank from his cup as nothing fazed him, a slight grin gracing his face. All the men around him began to laugh at the unexpected joke.
"I feel like the oddball," Isshin began after taking a sip from his cup, " Surrounded by men with great wealth but there is something I have in abundance that trumps everyone at this table."
"Oh? what is it, Isshin? I like to know," Shunshui sat back waiting on the good doctor to reiterate.
"My rugged good looks, women are unable to resist the Kurosaki charm," he boasted as he heartily laughed, causing the men around him to shake their heads in denial.
Suddenly a feminine presence came among them to greet the group,
"Mr. Kuchiki and friends, I will be your server for this afternoon, my name is Ikumi Unagiya," she smiled sweetly at everyone but avoided a set of dark eyes as she stood to wait.
"I'm Shunshui Odelschwanck. I can't say I'm sorry to see Mr. Futaro our previous server leave, you are a breath of fresh air Mrs. Unagiya, was it?" Shunshui smiled eyeing the beautiful raven-haired women with hard brown eyes. She wore a beautiful dark blue kimono that try to cover her frame but failed to hide her curves.
"It's just Ms. Unagiya, Mr. Odelschwanck," she smiled bowing to show her respect.
"A pretty thing like you not married? I hate to pry but is there someone in your life?" Shunshui boldly asked.
"I think that is too personal Shunshui," Byakuya said in her defense.
"No, that is fine Mr. Kuchiki," There was a slight twitch of the women's eyes but she smiled politely, "I'm used to comments from men who are slightly younger than my father and I stress slightly."
"Ouch, you wound me Ms. Unagiya," Shunshui held his chest, faking his wound as he laughed. "Please, join us, I think Byakuya wouldn't mind you taking a break to converse with dirty old men."
Ikumi glanced to Byakuya, who nodded his approval, as she sat between Jushiro and her employer.
"Choosing to sit in the safest area, Ms. Unagiya," he smirked referring to Jushiro and Byakuya being the most well-mannered of the group.
"It doesn't matter where I sit, Mr. Odelschwanck I know how to take care of myself," she declared back, looking straight at him with eyes defiantly. "To answer your question from earlier, I've been a widow for nine years. Raising a child of my own, I don't have much time to worry about a man's company," she answered him as he nodded in respect.
"I apologize, no one knows the sting of losing a loved one or having to raise a child on their own. You are amongst a group that has their share of heartache and being in similar situations with their children. I myself losing my wife eighteen years ago during childbirth, to raise her on my own. Though I can tell you I did have some help from Jushiro," he pointed to the white-haired man beside her.
"She can be a handful but such a good and sweet girl, I enjoyed helping raise," he smiled causing the woman beside him to be put to ease, listening to him talk. "I did lose someone close to my heart, if circumstances were different we would have been married with a child. But life can throw a curveball at you, but at least I have a son."
"Yeah, and such a fine man he grew up to be," Isshin mocked, receiving stares from around.
"Now Isshin, there's no need to be so rude. He's a fine man that I approve of being with my daughter, deep down he's a good boy," Shunshui said defending Grimmjow's character while helping his friend.
"What Shunsui says is true, he has a fiery spirit like his mother," Jushiro lightly smiled.
"There's nothing wrong with a fiery personality, right Isshin Kurosaki?" Ikumi asked the spikey dark-haired man who eyed her with a grin.
"No, Ms. Unagiya. Which reminds me how is that little spitfire you call a son, Kaoru, was it?" he said causing the woman's temper to flare a little but sweetly squashed it in front of the others.
"He's doing okay, still the same sweet boy," she began to say as she received a chuckle from the elder Kurosaki which she ignored," he's fourteen and is studying engineering to be an architect," she proudly said.
Shunsui watching the exchange, "I can't help get a sense from both your exchange but do you two know each other?"
"Where are my manners, yes Shunsui. Let's see..." he began counting his fingers before Ikumi already annoyed answered for him.
"Seven years ago, my son was very sick and I happen to stop at the Kurosaki Clinic. Isshin was Kaoru's doctor for some time, the idiots at the hospital couldn't figure out what was wrong with him but I took a chance of getting a second opinion, and Isshin was able to diagnosis him," she stated looking off as she smiled reminiscing about the past.
"If you don't mind me asking what was wrong with the boy?" Jushiro asked Ikumi who began to speak but was interrupted by the doctor.
"Clinically he had celiac disease. Digestive problems eating gluten in their diet which causes inflammation in the small intestine. It could have been easily diagnosed by taking a blood sample that the hospitals didn't bother to consider. Personally, I think they didn't want to deal with him being a big pain in the ass," he joked causing the woman to shout out him.
"Kaoru is a sweet boy, he's just misunderstood," she glared at him as he grinned in her direction. Realizing where she was she bowed to Byakuya, " I apologize, Mr. Kuchiki, I think it's time I get back to my duties, it was a pleasure speaking to you all," staring at Isshin with contempt, " though I can't say all were pleasant. Thank you, Mr. Kuchiki, Mr. Odelschwanck, and Mr. Ukitake," she bowed and said her goodbyes to all except for one.
Isshin smiled drinking the last of his cup, "Before you head back, I appreciate if you'd be such a sweetie and fill my empty glass," he held his cup as she turned to rip it from his hands, heading to the direction of the bar. "It was a scotch!" he called out and after a while she angrily stomped back slamming the cup onto the table, dropping most of the liquid onto his person.
"Hey! I just bought these," he whipped the liquid off his new apparel as he picked up his cup to see there was barely anything in it when she slammed a bottle of scotch near him.
"Enjoy!" she growled out heading back to the bar to straighten things out in anger.
Isshin shaking his head as he poured his empty glass, "I have to pour this myself, unbelievable."
"Come now, Isshin you asked for it. " Shunshui said to the man beside him, sliding his empty cup towards Isshin as the doctor poured him more scotch. "Thanks, Isshin! I have to ask, what happened to your Kurosaki charm?"
"I could have sworn I saw her face flush red," he thought, drinking from his cup.
"You mean red with anger then yes your statement is true," Byakuya answered him staring at the smiling doctor.
"So what's the history there Isshin? Her anger doesn't stem from you just saying something about her baby boy," Shunsui wanted to know, a little peeved Kurosaki was able to snag another beauty.
"Sure we were friends nothing more, but you haven't seen how she spoils that little devil," he laughed, causing the men around the table to not fully believe the goofy doctor, but which part of his story was untrue they weren't entirely sure.
"Well, gentlemen I must retire and Mr. Kurosaki I ask that you behave yourself among my employees," Byakuya bowed saying his goodbyes as he headed out of the lounge.
"I think I need to rest a little as well and maybe later figure out where my children are," Isshin stood up a little shaky handing the bottle of scotch to Shunshui.
"Would you let your family have their fun, they don't need a babysitter, Isshin," Jushiro told the father of three.
"You might not think so but I have to watch over them, especially my little Yuzu," he mused causing both men to shake their heads as the elder Kurosaki headed out.
"Yet he criticizes a woman for spoiling her child and yet he can't seem to let his daughters breathe," Shunsui criticized the man as he drank from his cup.
"What's got you so upset, Shunsui?" Jushiro asked with a smile, taking the bottle and pouring himself a glass.
"Nothing of importance," he paused for a moment before he continued, " How does a man like Isshin Kurosaki get a woman like Masaki?"
"Are you honestly wondering about Masaki or is this because you're upset that he may or may not have had a relationship with this mysterious Ms. Unayagi?"
"You forgot beautiful too," he grumbled, Jushiro snickered at his friend's jealousy as he kept his friend company.
Isshin walked into his room, walking into his bathroom to splash some water onto his face. Maybe eating a bit of breakfast and abundance of alcohol well into the afternoon wasn't such a good idea. He was trying to get his head straight on what just happened downstairs when he heard a knock at the door. He went to open the door to find Ikumi, casually letting herself in without his permission.
"Sure Ikumi, you can come in," he said sarcastically as he shut the door.
She didn't say a word, walking into the room carefully looking around.
"So this is what a doctor's salary gets you?" she expressed referring to the gorgeous room.
"Oh, hell no! this is because my son is best friend's with Rukia Kuchiki," he winked as he sat down on his bed laying back groaning, holding his head.
He heard the sink and her rummaging in the bathroom, "Here," he glanced up to see a cup of water and her hand curled as if holding something. "Aspirin."
"Thanks," he said, sitting up to grab the glass and pill from her hand. She sat beside him as she patiently waited for him to finish swallowing the pill.
"So how are your children?" she asked curiously as she looked at him.
"Ichigo is working as a pre-med student to become a doctor, only has a couple months. Yuzu is trying to decide between being a pediatrician or a vet. Karin is aggressively training to be a soccer player, she's pretty good too." he proudly said smiling from ear to ear.
"That's good, you always seemed to be adamant about your children. You're a great father." she smiled as she patted his leg, rising from the bed to stand by the balcony to get some air. "I wanted to apologize to you for a long time, I knew where you resided but I was too much of a coward to call or visit."
"Ikumi Unagiya, a coward?" he laughed causing the girl to laugh as well.
"You were such a great friend and such a wise man. You'd counsel me to help cope with my husband's death. I didn't mean to taint our friendship by trying to satisfy my needs, it also didn't help that you were handsome as well," she sighed glancing over to find him with a smug look on his face.
"It's not your fault, women can't resist these handsome features," he said as she rolled her eyes at his blatantly being coincided.
"Damn it, Isshin! I'm trying to apologize, would you just shut up and stop being so smug," she yelled but took deep breaths as she calmed her anger. "That day when I was coming on to you, you warned me that I wasn't ready that I was still hurting, using you as a means to make the pain go away. I didn't listen," she began to feel tears form but she quickly brushed them aside. "You were courteous and tried to deny my advances," she smiled.
"Aggressive advances," he laughed as he began to stand at the other end of the balconies entrance.
"I didn't leave because of the sex, it was great actually. It's just that after the fact, I felt like I was betraying my husband, betraying my son. I understand now that it was just sex, just friends having their needs met. But at the time I was scared and ran away. I regret not listening, because I missed talking to you. I ... I care about you but I don't love you if that makes any sense," she nervously said, looking up to meet his stare.
Isshin nodded in understanding as he looked at the younger woman, "I understand because I feel the same about my wife, I don't think anyone could replace her ever, not even in my heart. Many years after my wife's death it was difficult to be with other women let alone sexually. The first one was the most difficult and like you I felt like I betrayed Masaki, but I didn't because she was already gone from my life," he poured out to her as she remained silent taking it in. Before it became awkward he started to speak again.
"So... how have you been coping all these years?" Isshin asked her curiously about his friend's current condition.
"Using a vibrator," she bluntly said as her eyes widen glancing at him realizing what she said. " I mean .. Shit," she rubbed her head furiously as she heard the man near her begin to laugh hysterically. "I meant that I've been okay, Kaoru has kept me grounded and I've kept myself so busy with work and my son it's been easier to forget the pain."
"Yeah, having a hectic schedule with patients and my children, your head can easily be distracted with life. It's harder when they're their own person, not really needing me as much, the thoughts tend to seep in and the distractions no longer work," he said staring out at the ocean view through the balcony, she could hear the pain in his voice, wondering if that would be her in a few years when Kaoru is off to college.
"I miss this Isshin," she nervously spouted, "Can't we go back to how it was?" she asked him hopefully.
"I don't think we can go back to how it was," he answered her honestly as he watched her features become neutral. Suddenly straightening her posture from leaning against the balcony entrance.
"Okay Isshin, I've wasted enough of your time. I should head back before I get fired," she smiled, only it seemed forced as she started to head out but was stopped by his grip on her arm.
She turned to glance at him grinning at her, "What I meant was we couldn't go back to how it was because we were just friends, now that you introduced sex that changes things completely," he said as she watched his eyes roam her body and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Okay, I got fifteen minutes left," she began to hike up her kimono a bit as she began to slid her panties down.
"Wait I don't think now is such a great time for me," he said nervously as she looked at him disappointed.
"Seriously? You're only Fifty-two, you need those blue pills to get it up?" she asked him curiously.
"I don't take Viagra, I've been drinking and wasn't expecting a beautiful woman to enter my room. So I may or may not be able to perform," he said avoiding her stare.
"Well, let's see, " she unbuckled his belt and began to aggressively pull his pants down even with his protests. Seeing that he was a bit limp, she knew he could handle his alcohol she just had to see if he completely went overboard causing his erection to be non-existent. Bending down to her knees she held his appendage and began to jerk him off and used her mouth to suckle his tip. He groaned feeling her tongue lather his tip and length with her saliva, then he was aware of himself starting to harden. Noticing his erection, she swallowed his satisfyingly large cock till it hit her throat she wanted to make sure he was fully erect before stopping.
Massaging her beautiful raven hair, guiding her slowly with his hands thrusting his hips into her mouth. When she felt that he was fully erect, she let go of him with her mouth and rose to him in full height.
"Oh thank God, I really would have felt like an idiot if you were too drunk," she said seeing his lustful eyes stare at her. He grabbed her waist lifting her up against the wall as he pushed her kimono further up to her waist. She wrapped her legs around him as he thrust into her and she felt embarrassed at how wet she had already become. He wasted no time pumping into her, she couldn't believe his strength lifting her higher as he moved her hips with his hands to ride him.
"Oh, This is so much better than a vibrator," she moaned out scratching his back when he pushed all the way to the hilt. Grasping his broad shoulders trying to steady herself, relishing in the feel of this man's muscular build.
'Boy did she feel good,' he thought to himself feeling how wet she was. The fact she hadn't been with anyone else since him, contributed to how tight she was. It had been a long time for him too, his last partner had been her in fact.
"How small was that vibrator?" he smugly said as she punched his shoulder.
"Does it matter you arrogant bastard?" she breathlessly said, feeling her body hit against the wall hard with each thrust. "Besides, I had to ... get something ... inconspicuous ... to hide in my drawers or purse," she could feel the build-up gathering in the pit of her stomach.
"I guess getting something my size would be hard to hide in a drawer, let alone a tiny purse," he joked loving the feel of her walls constricting around him, knowing she was close to release.
"Oh, Isshin ... mmmm Fuck," she moaned out, " Please just ... stop talking," she whimpered, squeezing his shoulders as she came crying out. Hearing her muffled cries caused him to remove himself from her as he held his cock in his hand to release, preventing the cum from shooting into her.
He came in his hand instead, knowing she had to go back to her shift in a few minutes. Who knows when she'd be able to clean herself off.
"Such a gentleman," she giggled as she hopped off pushing down her kimono. She looked for her underwear and started to pull them on.
"I still have your number stored on my phone, you didn't change it right?" she said, watching him head to the bathroom to turn the sink and whip himself with a wet washcloth.
"No, I haven't changed it," he breathlessly said as she watched him buckle his pants and made sure his hair was okay. She bit her lip when he walked out grinning at her. He was such a smug asshole but who could blame him he had the body chiseled to perfection and handsome features that aged well, he was allowed to brag. But deep down she knew he was a caring father, intelligent man, and kind friend.
"Will I see you around?" he asked as she nodded.
"I'm working the late shift, take the ferry back in the morning, then tomorrow its rinse and repeat. I work here but I wasn't planning on working this week, but it was a last minute thing. Plus, Kaoru is old enough to take care of himself," she smiled.
"You made sure to hide anything flammable from that little devil," he joked receiving a glare from him.
"Would you stop, he only set fire to his sheets that one time," she pushed him as he continued to chuckle. "Well... I'm going to head back, see you Isshin," she said as he gave her a hug and kissed her head.
Both silently nodded as they smiled at each other. They made an unspoken agreement that they will continue this odd friendship by being each other's support and sexual partner. She let go and headed out closing the door as she exited. Isshin completely exhausted, headed to his bed for a much-needed nap, he was fit for his age but he knew he was no longer a young pup.
Toshiro and Karin ran along the beach in their athletic wear, her in her red tights and tank with him in his baby blue shorts and tank. Both being adamant of being the best at what they enjoyed doing, Karin wanted help with training and her boyfriend needed to train as well. They decided to both wake up early and see if they could be able to run around the two-thousand-acre island. It was close to a three-mile run and they needed to run around twice and a mile more to get to seven miles, the average a soccer player would run a soccer field. Karin was already tired from yesterday but she pushed herself, she needed to push herself to be the best. Nel was correct in her observation in her lack of stamina, Toshiro, she noticed, seemed to be at ease as he ran. When she came close to the 6th mile she felt a cramp at her side. Not only were they running on the sand but sometimes they climbed over rocks and hiked over elevated areas. She paused to catch her breath as she rubbed the small ache on her side.
"Oh shit," she bent over holding onto her knees for support. She looked up to find Toshiro standing next to her, waiting patiently as he jogged in place.
"You okay?" he asked breathlessly with a worried look.
"I'm...fine, just go ahead... I'll catch up," she grimaced as a sharp pain hit her side. Toshiro noticed the pain on her face, looking around he noticed a small wooden house and fog that surrounded it.
"Let's check out what's over there," he said to her as she looked in the direction he was pointing to. She nodded as she followed his lead. It seemed to be an old-fashioned onsen, there was a small private hot spring, the small wooden house they saw stored small towels and shawls, with some dust residue showing that the bathhouse was only maintained on a monthly basis. The house also held two separate showers to rinse off before entering the onsen's hot waters.
"This should help with the pain," he said as Karin gave him an embarrassed look.
"It's not that bad," she replied.
"Fine, but I'm relaxing a bit. A good long soak in hot water should relax me," he said as he grabbed a towel and entered one of the shower stalls. She knew he was doing it for her, so she took a towel and entered the adjoining stall beside him. She found packaged soaps and hand towels. Scrubbing herself clean of the sweat and grime off her body, deciding to wash her workout clothes and hanging them on the stall to dry. Once she was done, turning off the water she wrapped herself in a towel, putting her hair in a wrapped up bun and exited the stall.
Toshiro was waiting for her beside the steaming waters, he was bending down checking the temperature.
"It's not extremely hot but a nice temperature for the aches and pains," he glanced up seeing her blushing, probably due to him just wearing a towel around his hip.
"So bath etiquette says we need to use the towel for modesty and ease in, placing the towels on the head or the rocks beside us," he read the small sign. He watched her redden even more with a nod.
"I'll go first," he said, taking the steps to head down, removing the towel that covered between his legs until the waters reached his hips. He found a spot by a shade and sat down, patiently waiting for her. Karin still overwhelmed at seeing his perfect toned rear, sighed and began to walk down the steps. Slightly unwrapping her towel until it partially covered her front, once the waters hit her hips she lifted the towel to cover her breasts. Finally reaching to him, she gracefully sat down as the waters covered her breasts, placing the towel on the rocks beside her.
This hadn't been the first time that they were naked and next to each other. The only difference is that at camp they were in the dark fondling and giving each other oral sex. Now, she was nervous being inexperienced out of the both of them. Sighing she felt some relief as the ache at her side slowly began to fade.
"The ache is slowly disappearing, this feels great," she says with a sigh, her body deflating even more into the water. "At camp, it was so much easier, I've been slacking off, I guess with stressing over which college acceptance letters I want to choose from, I haven't been focusing on soccer like I used to," she berates herself.
"It's hard at first, but once you learn to set a schedule and figure out which school. It gets easier," he manages to say trying to ease his girlfriend's fears.
"That's such bullshit," she chuckles causing him to stare at her questioningly, "You sir, are a damn genius and a child prodigy. Utterly perfect and can do no wrong," she looks away blushing, embarrassed at sounding like a rabid fangirl.
"Sure I'm smart and ever since I was younger I've been able to excel at whatever was thrown at me. To say that I'm perfect is completely wrong cause I'm not. Once I excel at something, I easily push it aside due to being bored. I'm uncomfortable around social gatherings. I'm a sought out athlete that currently wants to rethink my career," he says irritably as Karin glances at him shocked.
"You want to stop playing soccer?" she asks as he stares for a bit before he answers her.
"No... sort of... look being the best doesn't always have its perks. You're hounded by agents, producers, and marketers all wanting your time. All I want to do is play the game, I just don't want to be bothered. So I'm deemed the rich stuck-up snob, the orphan who inherited his parent's wealth, the spoiled child prodigy," he scoffs thinking of the headlines.
Karin feeling guilty grabbed his hand, interlacing her fingers with his. "I apologize, that was rude of me to just assume," she sincerely tells him.
Touched by her sincerity he tightens his hand that is intertwined with hers. "You don't have to apologize, Karin. You're the only one that likes talking to me, you're the only who supports me besides my grandmother. As you have noticed, I don't have any friends, " he laughs causing his girlfriend to snicker.
"That's not true! Rangiku seems to have a little crush on you," she grins causing her boyfriend's eye to twitch irritably.
"Would you please not talk about that."
"Aww, embarrassed a babe like her, has the hots for you," she laughed finding his annoyance to be humorous.
"She can be a nice person when she wants to be but I rather not deal with her obnoxious flirting."
"Okay, I'll stop teasing. I guess I'm used to her flirting by hearing Ichigo talk about it. It annoys the shit out of him but he's learned to tune it out or deem it as that's just who she is. She really is a good friend, I hear nothing but nice things about her and some too racy for your prude ears to hear," she leaned up to him, playfully covering his ears, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
"Prude and you're not?" he looked at her with a raised brow.
"With my father being the pervert that he is, please why even ask that. Yuzu's prudish personality stems from the blatant ignorance of her surroundings or she's just a pod person. My brother, pretends he's not a pervert but judging his choice in picking the extremely hot Orihime, I beg to differ," she says her peace as she leans back against the rocks. It became silent as she talked some more to break the awkwardness.
"It also didn't help that I was friends with mostly boys aside from Orihime and Tatsuki. A lot of trash talk and vulgar jokes were common," she laughs feeling her boyfriend's eyes on her, causing her to blush.
"Did they ever make you feel uncomfortable or did they ever try to ask you out?" as he asked, he began to feel a tinge of jealousy. She seemed to think his question was hilarious as her laugh echoed.
"Oh, guys at school never saw me in that way, least of all my friends."
"What do you mean?" he seemed to not understand what she was trying to say.
"Pretty, sexy, whatever the name you want to call someone you find attractive. I was in the shadow of my sister, she was the popular twin.' Sweet and pretty' they would say and I was the stubborn and ug-...," she didn't want to finish it as she smiled. Toshiro saw the uneasiness in the way she held her shoulders, the nervousness in her smile.
"They were a bunch of immature idiots, you're beautiful Karin," he told her as he leaned closer, caressing her chin staring into her warm brown eyes. His other hand pulled apart the bun she crafted, her long black hair cascading down to her shoulders. He stared at how her black hair contradicted her pink creamy skin. Leaning closer, he kissed her red lips forcing her mouth open with his tongue. His hands moved to her breasts igniting a moan from her mouth. He loved the feel of how perky and big they had gotten. Tweaking and clamping down on her nipples with his fingers, causing her to break the kiss and cry out. Moving his mouth down to latch onto her already sensitive nipple.
"Toshiro," she moaned as she ran her fingers against his white hair. She could feel his fingers release her hip to slowly move to her inner thighs. Moaning out as his finger brushed her clit, wasting no time in shoving it deeper into her hole. Moving her hips while riding his finger, whimpering his name.
"Toshiro! Oh, Shit!" she cried out as his pace sped up. She felt herself being picked up from the water to be placed onto the rocks. Feeling the hard surface on her ass cheeks was a bit uncomfortable but his arm held her back for support and his other lifted her leg over his shoulder. Moving his mouth from her nipple, she whimpered feeling the cold breeze from her unattended breast."What are you...Oh, Fuck!" she groaned as he began to eat her deprived slit.
Karin grew in all the right places from what he remembered from their previous time together. When he was fourteen, his ex-being older than him by four years, was more mature physically from him at the time with a fully developed body. At seventeen, Karin being the same age as Momo had been when they both lost their virginity together, her development far surpassed his ex even to this day. He wasn't saying his ex-wasn't sexy, but Karin seemed to possess a body that was sinfully created for him.
All these thoughts clouded his mind as she held his hair, him lapping her with his tongue. He wanted nothing else than to hear her moan in pleasure because of him, squeezing her plump bottom as she squirmed.
"Wait! Toshiro, Wait!" she breathlessly said pushing him away. He raised himself up to give her space, "I'm sorry Karin, I should have asked if..." he began to say as she sat on the rocks holding herself as she shook her head.
"No, it's not that. I have actually been thinking about you doing this to me for a while if you didn't take the initiative first I probably would have done it," she laughed which seemed forced, pushing a strand of hair over her ear.
"What is it? What's wrong?" he asked seriously concerned, moving closer to her. He saw a tear fall down her cheek as she tried to whip it away.
"Karin, What is it?" he rubbed her back with worry in his turquoise eyes.
"At first, I didn't care that my sister got all the attention from guys or they didn't find me attractive but then I had a crush on a boy. I tried to get his attention but he had eyes for someone else. It was always like that, me competing for attention, all because I didn't dress a certain way or acted a certain way. Why should I change myself to be with a guy," she whipped her eyes again as the tears fell.
"You don't have to compete for attention anymore Karin. I like you the way you are," he tried to kiss her lips when she turned her face from him.
"Karin?" he asked not liking where this was going.
She looked at his handsome face, "Are you sure Toshiro?" she said biting her lip staring at him.
"I don't understand, you're being unfairly vague," he calmly expressed.
"Oh, I'm being unfair! I'm being vague!" she chuckled, whipping the tears again. She was trying not to get upset but his questioning features of not having a clue seemed to irk her.
"How about you being very vague about your feelings or being unfair with hiding something from me you're whole demeanor screams it. I feel like I'm still competing except this time it's for my boyfriend's heart," she softly said stretching her outstretched hand to his chest. The words seemed to flow out of her mouth she couldn't stop herself, much like the tears that continued to fall.
Toshiro, now realizing the reason for her abruptness, seemed to affect his already guilt-ridden mind. For some reason, he couldn't find the words so he remained silent.
She remained there with her hand still on his chest as she felt his rapid heartbeat. He looked uncomfortable, torn, and she couldn't help feeling like she had taken things too far.
"Maybe its unfair of me to do this to you. I know it must be hard trying to figure out your feelings and its cruel of me to try to force my feelings onto you," she looked up to the sky, closing her eyes as she exhaled, then looked at him again with the sweetest smile.
"Toshiro, you're such a dumbass. You're still in love with her and she wants you back, you're making this more complicated then it should be. I'll be okay. I don't want things to progress with us and-," she paused trying to refrain from crying but her voice began to break, "-you'll always wonder about her and I don't want to be the second option. Thank you for noticing me and treating me so good. You're a great guy and you deserve to be with the person you love," she said giving him a kiss, it felt so wet from the saltiness of her tears that covered her face. "I'm going to head back, you can stay here on the island if you want, you were invited."
She stood there watching his prone body that remained still as he looked down at the waters, trying to process everything. Suddenly he felt his body reach for her arm on his own when she went to grab her towel.
"Toshiro, Hey!" she said when he grabbed her tightly, pushing her closer as he kissed her. He felt her fight in his arms as he let go, pushing him away angrily.
"Stop! Don't you understand you can leave," she yelled at him as she covered herself with a towel.
"I … I don't want to leave," he whispered, staring at her like a man broken. "I don't know what this is yet... but I know I want to stay with you."
She stared at him with hope but shook her head as she began to try to exit but was prevented by his hands once more.
"Toshiro, damn it you're pissing me off," she tried to push and hit his chest but he took it. Slowly stopping her abuse, she cried onto his chest and all he could do was hold her close. "Please, just go to her," she sounded so small and he didn't like to hear her so broken.
"Is that what you want?" he asked her and he felt her tense as he rubbed her back. He took her silence as a good sign as her tears seemed to stop. She sighed before she spoke, "It doesn't matter what I want," she tried to pull away again but his grip remained, "What kind of fucking question is that, you asshole. Its what you want. You know how I feel, you've always known, I keep wondering why you wanted a relationship in the first place." Something had clicked in her mind, as he watched her anger turn to nausea, looking down trying to catch her breath.
"You pretend you're touching her when you're with me?" she looked at him curiously searching his face for an answer. When he looked at her with displeasure, saying absolutely nothing, she felt faint, "I think I'm going to be sick."
"Fucking hell, Karin," he yelled, causing her eyes to widen from shock since he barely swore. "I don't internally want her while I'm doing those things to you or ever. For a long time, I felt that I needed her that I couldn't function without her. I blamed myself, I resented the person I was, thinking I wasn't good enough. I don't know why it took me so long to figure it out but it was you who helped me through it. You were there as a friend and saw no fault in me. When I recently spoke to her, I admit the old feelings returned, a small part of me wanted her again," he said staring at her as she listened, hating how her heart broke hearing those words. "I started questioning myself why now? Why? When she's heartbroken when she's hurting for me to pick up the pieces? I don't want a relationship where I feel like in the back of my mind she's going to hurt me again. I'm sorry for keeping most of this in, I was trying to sort it out."
She felt his hand release her arm as he stroked her cheek, unknowingly whipping the rest of her tears. Could she trust his words? She was really scared, which was rare for her, most of the time she went through life not really giving a shit. Now, feeling like the weight of her feelings was making it harder to breathe.
"I ... I need to sit down," she said, giving her some space as he let go, both sitting beside each other again. "How do I know you're not going to hurt me?" she softly asked, sounding like she was afraid of saying her own words.
"You don't, you'll just have to trust me," he answered, raising her chin to give her a kiss. Karin needing confirmation through his kiss, she forcibly shoved her tongue as she climbed onto his lap. She wanted his taste, wanted him touching every part of her body, and selfishly wanting his attention. Moaning into his mouth as she felt his hard erection. Breaking the kiss, she heatedly stared into his beautiful lustful gaze.
"I have to confess something," she breathlessly said, as he gripped her hips from causing any more friction onto his aching cock.
"What?" he growled trying to think of something else, other than her slit, finding it hard with the taste of her still on his lips.
"Did you know, I finger myself after every phone conversation we have?" she stated causing his grip to hold onto her hip tighter.
"Every?" he said with a strained voice.
"Every ..Single...One," she giggled, as she pried one of his hands off her hips and put it between her legs, guiding it to her wet pussy.
"Then we shouldn't of hung up the phone then," he said with a grin as he pushed his finger deep into her.
"Mmm, are you trying to say you jerked off too, you pervert," she moaned while riding his fingers, gasping as he occasionally stroked her nub. Her maneuvering hands explored his body, finding its way to his length that she couldn't get over how much it grew. He felt her hands stroking him as he groaned biting her neck.
"I have another confession," she smiled feeling his cock harden at her whispers. "I fingered myself last night too. You being here and seeing your impressive body at the beach. Just thinking about you, I … mmmm came so ... hard," she moaned loudly after cumming onto his hands. She sluggishly licked his neck after the effects of her climax. Wanting to feel more, she rose up to align herself with his cock, when she was stopped.
"Wait! Are you sure?" he protested regarding taking things further. She looked at his eyes, then glanced at the strands of his white hair as she ran her fingers through.
"Yeah," she nodded nervously glancing at his head instead of directly at him. Using his fingers to move her head so she was directly staring at him. She didn't say anything warmly smiling as she nodded. Studying her face after the confirmation of her wanting to lose her virginity to him, he relented.
"Let's go somewhere else, it's going to be more difficult with the waters washing away your vaginal fluids. I don't want to hurt you more than I already have," he expressed, giving her a worried expression as he ran his fingers through her beautiful locks. She could only nod finding herself too anxious to speak afraid if she said anything he'd stop.
They both left the onsen, as they found a patch of soft grass that was shaded.
"Wait here, I'm going to get more towels, " he told her, rubbing her shoulders and giving her a kiss. As he left, she couldn't help gazing at his muscled arms and behind, she had forgotten that they were naked causing her to blush like an idiot.
She was also disappointed that she felt his hard-on but didn't get a chance to see it. Already feeling herself getting wet she noticed he was heading in her direction again with a stack of towels.
He laid them out, making one into a makeshift pillow when he stood to take her, hand beckoning for her to lay down. She nervously swallowed when she finally saw his cock out as she froze for a moment before taking his hand. He blushed, noticing her hesitation and her line of sight.
When she was comfortably laid out, he spread her legs as his head began to descend between her thighs once more.
"What are you doing?" she whispered looking down at him.
"I need to make sure you're nice and wet," he told her stroking her slit causing her to shiver. Nodding her approval, he began to pleasure her again with his tongue. Lifting both legs over his shoulders he licked her pussy that was already a bit wet.
"Already getting wet without me," he told her between licks.
"Mmmm it's you're doing... Was looking ... at how ... Oh ... big you had gotten." she moaned, his expert tongue causing her to be soaked. The thought of her almost ready enough to receive that massive cock, caused her to gush out. Noticing her sudden release of fluids as he circled her clit with his tongue. Pushing two fingers into her as she gasped finding her hot and ready.
Halting his movements to crawl on top as he faced her. She was beautiful and she trusted him completely as she smiled at him.
"I'm on the p... pill your w...wondering," she said nervously stuttered. He completely forgot about condoms, not thinking it would get to this point, he nodded in confirmation.
They both gazed at each other as her legs spread for him to align himself between her. She moaned, feeling the tip glide against her nub and slide right into her wet core.
"Mmm," she groaned, closing her eyes in pain, he felt her inner walls clench with her digging her nails into his shoulders.
"You okay," he asked, suckling her nipple, trying to distract her from the pain.
"Mmm, Yes! Just keep going," she moaned holding her breath.
"Just relax, stop clenching," he told her as she complied, feeling her loosen causing him to enter in a bit.
Halfway in, he groaned trying to not prematurely cum or shove into her with no control like an animal. Her legs wrapped around wanting him to go further, he didn't realize he had stopped moving.
Her cries of pain mixed in with moans of pleasure begged him to continue. Slowly he pushed in finally reaching her hymen walls. Her body tensed as she cried out from the pain. He continued his ministrations of sucking her breasts.
Unclenching, she moved her hips, feeling herself adjust to his large size. Feeling her move, he slowly moved out of her to slide slowly in. It started not to hurt as much as she focused on her breasts being suckled. His continuous pace of shoving in slowly felt intense. She felt so tight and wet, feeling her loosen incredibly for him.
"Mmmm, its okay. Go faster," she struggled to say as she began to feel pleasure.
Nodding, he began to pick up the pace, shoving into her. Grasping onto his hair while wrapping her legs tightly around him, taking more of his thrusts.
"Oh, Karin!" he groaned leaving her breasts to hungrily kiss, pulling her legs together from his waist to lift it high above her head. Knowing how flexible his girlfriend was, especially whenever he watched her do her warm-up stretches and yoga poses.
This position made it easier to thrust deeper and faster. She was drenched, feeling her liquids drip down to her ass and hearing the wet smacking noises as he pounded into her.
He stopped mid-thrust as he tightened his grip on her raised legs. She looked up to find his face in a painful grimace.
"Don't stop," she breathlessly said as she felt his cock throb inside. Feeling impatiently bad, she bucked her hips causing him to react with a loud growl.
"Karin!" he strangled out, she was making it difficult to hold back his build up with her squirming like that. "Damn it! You're trying to make me cum," he said between gritted teeth.
"Then cum," she whined wiggling and pushing him closer. She watched his jaw clench tightly as he exhaled, he glared at her pulling out to shove hard into her.
"I'm gonna cum but not before you," he said with a feral growl as he relentlessly thrust into her pussy like a madman seeking revenge for her disobeying.
The sweet release was approaching, his abusing thrusts sparked a secret fetish within her. His hard glance as he continued his assault, this was a side she hadn't seen in him before, almost animalistic. Sure she'd seen him angry but he would yell and after a couple of minutes, he'd reel it in only to come out calm. This side of him caused her to scream in ecstasy as she climaxed.
"Toshiro, mmmm," she moaned, grinding her hips onto his cock as she extended her orgasm. After a couple of thrusts, he gave a chortled groan before she felt his warm release. He heard the breathless giggle and her body shiver as he glanced at her.
"I should irritate you more, you look so damn sexy when you're upset," she teased, biting him on the lip.
He licked the blood where she nipped him, grinning at her. "I think you secretly want me to get annoyed because you like it rough," he chuckled watching her avoid his stare with a red tint decorating her cheeks.
"Just shut up and get off, you're not light you know," she pushed him off as her legs came down from above her legs. He helped her stand as he got up, she swayed feeling like her legs were jelly.
"You okay?" he asked her.
"I'm fine, just a little sore," she groaned limping to the showers with his help.
"I'm sorry I should have taken it easy on you for your first time," he said regrettably, finding his actions once more caused her pain.
"I already told you to shut up, besides they say that good sex usually makes you really sore afterward," she grinned cheekily as she kissed him. "If you're still feeling guilty, maybe you could join me in the shower. I need your strong arms to help me with scrubbing myself," she said in a needy seductive tone. He answered her hungrily, kissing and guiding her into the stall's shower.
Okay! I couldn't resist adding a chocolate covered Orihime. lol It's Ichigo's wet dream.
Please don't hate me for putting Isshin with Ikumi, but when she was in the Lost Subsitute Shingami Arc, I thought she was absolutely gorgeous and so sweet with her caring relationship with Ichigo. Where Ichigo finds out the truth about his mother and he's ready to go back to the Soul King's Palace to train, there's a panel when he looks back to see his father wearing his Shinigami robes and Ikumi staring at him to see if he's okay. Let's just say that panel I was like I LOVE MASAKI AND ISSHIN LIKE FOREVER but JESUS ISSHIN needs some loving too lol or maybe I was the only one who thought that way. I'm so bad. Also, I probably said this before but Isshin is hot, that's where Ichigo get's his looks and body from, I mean yes he has some aspects of Masaki, but Ichigo after the time skip having those broad fucking "Oh Daddy" shoulders. lol Secretly I believe when Isshin mysteriously disappears he's not only hanging out with Urahara he's getting some. *whispers with Ikumi.
When I was writing Karin, it was so difficult to write because it was a little personal. When I was younger I was such a tomboy I mostly had guy friends because I didn't care about make-up or boys. I had a little sister who was younger than me who was gorgeous and popular and so when I started to care about looking good I had no fucking clue what to do. It got better I was always the girl who was the cool friend and I didn't want to change my image to be something fake. I never hated my sister or was jealous I loved her she was awesome. But it hurt when you had friends who knew how to be sexy and you felt like the odd one reading books and couldn't even put eye liner. lol But when I was trying I found my soulmate who made me feel so damn sexy and beautiful. Thanks for reading and I'm glad I got to share a little part of myself. (That's sounded a little creepy) lol
Until next time. (I honestly don't know- but I am working on the chapter lol) Thanks Again!