Sorry for the latish update, the holidays amiright?

I stayed up extra late to get this up so I hope you all enjoy it!


Ichigo:

I am one lucky bastard.

It was the only thought that clanged through my head as my naked girlfriend writhed on the bed in front of me. Her breaths heavy in the air, her skin flushed from her navel to her cheeks.

It wouldn't surprise me if she could hear my heart pounding in my chest, it skipped a beat as her hand slid across her stomach, coming to a stop just below her belly button.

"Mine?" Orihime squeaked out, all nerves.

I forced my hands to stay at my sides as I watched her legs slide together, then part again. My hips would fit perfectly between them, and hers would lift up to meet mine. Like magnets.

Marking a trail up her body with my eyes, I met her hooded gaze, "Just like you used to,"

Honey skin grew even more flushed, "But you weren't here back then,"

She gulped at my grin, "You wanted me to be, didn't you?"

Deadly slow, I lifted a hand toward her but didn't let our skin come in contact. I only ran it through the air a few inches above the curves of her calf. And exactly like I'd predicted, her body lifted slightly, as if to force my hand to touch her but I pulled back before it could.

Hime's eyes were closed, lips pouting as I said, "I wanna see what I'd been missing."

"Well," She said, her voice breathless. She kept her eyes closed but her fingers drifted downward until she was moving them across the waist of her skirt. I'd stopped breathing as she skimmed them lightly over her covered sex, no pressure at all to her touches. "It would normally start with a spike in your reiatsu… usually it would be far across town but I could still feel it all around me."

Entranced by every small motion of her hand as it traced the most intimate part of her, my dick was already throbbing but I ignored it. All attention fixed on her every exhale that sent her perfect tits bouncing.

Her words stirred me up even more, "I would imagine that you'd had to leave right in the middle… that you'd left me wanting and I couldn't help but finish it myself."

As if I'd ever have the strength- Her low body shifted off the bed as her fingers finally applied pressure to her clit. Swirling quickly before slowing with a wanton whimper.

Not taking my eyes off her, I hauled my shirt over my head. Fisting my t-shirt in my hands to keep them from fishing my hard on out of my pants. She was otherworldly. My hands had traced every line of her body but it was like I was seeing her for the very first time.

The way her legs were spread apart made her spine curve, her slender arm stretching down the front of her body forcing her breasts to smush together. The slight gap of her mouth, the flutter of breath, the way she craned her neck from side to side like she was in ecstasy- yet also in agony.

A fucking masterpiece.

"Take your panties off."

Her eyes fluttered open at my gravely command but she did not pause more than a half second before moving to slide them down her legs. Then they were lost in the tangle of her sheets as she pressed her legs together tightly, knees drooping to the side as she stared up at me.

"Then what, Hime?"

She shook her head, her eyes telling me she was done playing pretend but it was her lewd body that told me she was ready for the real thing.

But I was far from done.

"I wonder if my spiritual pressure used to spike while I was jerking off to the thought of you." One of her legs straightened slightly but still kept everything from my sight. "It never would have been noticed then, too easily mistaken for a late night fight with a hollow. Not like now when every little thing you do leads to my dick inside you."

She was wiggling freely now, desperate for any friction.

Satisfied with her growing torture, I grinned, "I wonder how many times you'd felt it spike and had touched yourself thinking about me, while at the same moment I'd been imagining how tight you'd be."

Her breathy moan sent electricity into my body, but the sight of her slipping a hand between the soft skin of her thighs- it was my complete undoing. "You said you would picture me watching you, but was that as far as you ever let it go, Orihime?" I could hear the wet sounds of her rubbing her slit. "Did you never wonder how I'd fuck you?"

Each sound that came from her throat was raw, including her words, "I did but…"

Her legs were completely open now, showing me every glistening inch and I took one step closer on instinct, my mind not needing to send my body the command. "But?" I prodded.

Groaning in frustration and need she said, "But I was too scared to really imagine anything more than mouth and fingers."

Her ministrations hadn't paused at her confession but even still I inched onto the bed, crawling up, taking in the sight before me. She watched me through her lashes, her eyes barely open but she shifted a bit down the bed so her legs brushed against my torso as I leaned over her lower body.

I took a deep breath and her hand fell away as it fanned over her- arching her back with a silent plea. I didn't have the willpower to stop myself from diving my tongue into her folds, just one flick had her screaming out.

"Do you remember the first time I did this?" I ask her, slipping my arms under her curved legs and adjusting her to my liking.

My hands ghosted over her sides as she sighed, "Yes,"

I sucked her clit into my mouth and her hands fisted immediately into my hair. Her legs shook on either side of my head but I paused to say, "I was so scared you'd hate it. That you'd push me away and never let me do it again."

Hands reaching up to cup her tits, I flattened my tongue against her in a strong even stroke. Her nipples were hard against my palms and I slid my fingertip over one of them causing her hips to jerk up. I ground my erection into the mattress, and that pressure alone was enough to make me curse.

"I was the first one to make you come, wasn't I?" I knew the answer but I wanted her to say it. To understand that her body was made for mine, her every sound created only for my ears.

Orihime pulled my hair and I lifted my head enough to see her watching me, "You're my first everything."

With a rumbling, possessive growl, my finger found its way inside her and her head fell back, breaking our eye contact. I pumped my digit into her, watching her climb closer and closer to her climax before I withdrew.

She cried out, her entire body vibrating. Each ripple of her toned stomach brought me a wicked satisfaction. I sat up on my knees and her hands fell out of my hair to fist into the sheets at her sides. Her hips squirmed, seeking but with me now keeping her legs from clenching together she found no relief.

"Ichigo, please,"

God if I could bottle the sound of her voice I would. "But the me of your fantasy left you wanting, Orihime." I smugly remind her.

Her hands reached out to me, and I leaned into them. Her hands blazed with heat as they ventured across my chest, then slowly worked down my stomach. My dick twitched as she reached the sensitive skin of my waist but I gripped her wrists before she could go any farther.

"Give it to me," She begged and molten desire flooded my brain, my body, my fucking soul.

Pinning her arms above her head, I lowered myself fully against her. My chest crushed her tits against it, our bare stomachs flush but it was my rock hard length grounding against her wet heat that made me see stars.

Our mouths met, my tongue already sweeping in before our breaths even mingled. Her wrists twisted in my hold but I didn't loosen it, and so she had no leverage at all as she thrust her hips up against mine. Her sounds desperate and unhinged.

I loved her messed up over me. Loved her horny and needy. Loved her.

And I couldn't fucking hold out any longer. I broke our kiss to sit up, she was ready to argue until she noticed my hands frantically undoing my belt. Then her hands were there, helping me.

I didn't care enough to take my clothes off completely, not as Orihime was pleading under her breath- "please, please, please" -up until I was pushing inside her. Then she was all breathy relief.

Each and every time I was completely taken back by how unreal it was. Fucking tight, and wet and red hot. I lost all sense of self as I moved against her, with her.

"What about the first time we did this?" I manage to say, "Do you remember that night, hime?" She gasped out something that sounded like confirmation and I traced her lower lip with my thumb. "We were so nervous back then, weren't we? Now look at you, begging for my dick."

And, unable to hold back, I gave it to her. I knew I should be gentle, that I should slow down but I couldn't stop. Every thrust into her body was like coming home. She was surrounding me completely. Her sounds in my ears, her perfume in my head, every touch of her body turning mine to flame.

Orihime didn't seem to mind my roughness. Actually she was making noises I'd never heard from her before, her nails ranking into my biceps as my arms braced on either side of her head.

Sweat dripped off my forehead and settled on her bouncing tits- her pink nipples entirely peaked. I leaned down to capture one in my mouth, biting brutally and her pussy clamped tight around me and I groaned.

This was a side of her I'd never let anyone else know. This sex goddess who could chew me up and spit me out.

Adding fuel to the fire, she opened her mouth in a moan, "Ichi," Her hand wrapped around my wrist and then lifted it until my hand wrapped around her throat.

I must be hallucinating.

Experimentally, I tightened my fist and her mouth opened slightly- eyes rolling back into her head.

My balls tightened but I fought to hold on, "You're gonna fucking kill me, you know that?"

She only moaned louder, her fingers rising to circle the wrist of the hand at her throat. Her body now gripped me tighter and tighter with every thrust proving her excitement to me.

Unbelievably turned on, I held her down to the mattress with my hand around her throat, her body completely at my mercy-

And I was gonna lose it. Not a single damn time had I come before her but I was about to lose that monumental pride. I'll make it up to her, I promised myself, devour her with my tongue until she couldn't breathe-

Suddenly, her entire body arched, legs shaking on either side of my hips as I fucked her into oblivion.

Oh, thank god.

I was following her into orgasm only seconds later, her body milking every last shred of pleasure from me until I was collapsing on top of her. Unable to do much else, I removed my hold on her throat, shuddering as her nails scratched up and down my back in soothing motions.

Realizing after too many minutes that I was likely crushing her, I rolled onto my back. Plopping beside her on the mattress, neither of our breaths even.

I don't know who it was that laughed first but suddenly we were both turned toward one another, happiness bubbling out- making it even harder to catch our breath. She was smiling so wide that her cheeks looked close to popping and I kissed them as we laughed.

And I didn't know if I was allowed to feel this way so young, didn't know if it felt this way for everyone else- but if there is ever a life beyond this one, a life somehow without her… I think my very soul will remember this moment and know to go find her.

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Have a good holiday if I don't see ya!