Main POV

"So," I said after accepting Ichigo's hand up off the floor. "Do I have to be at this meeting? Or is it just taking place in my apartment."

"You don't have to be here if you don't want to," Hitsugaya shook his head. "You're welcome, it is like you said, your apartment. But if you have other things you need to do or simply don't want to be here, you don't have to."

"Great," I smiled. I needed a cold shower, stat. "Well, run of the house is yours, try not to break anything," I told everyone and headed to my bedroom to get a change of clothes. I grabbed some jean shorts and one of my own t-shirts, not risking any of Ichigo's. Wearing one of his shirts, smelling his scent, that would send me mental.

I headed across the hall to the bathroom and turned on the cold tap, hoping to cool down my boiling blood. I added just a small amount of water as not to put myself in shock before stepping in. I stuck my head right under the water as I shivered. Goosebumps formed all over my body and I shuddered away, working on cleaning the sweat off the skin. I scrubbed shampoo through my hair and let the water flow over me. It was working to calm me down until I thought of sharing this shower with Ichigo and I growled in frustration. Images of his large hands sliding over my soaking, soapy skin as he stood behind me in the shower. The heat of his body against mine.

I reached behind me and turned the hot tap off completely so I was showering in temperatures as close as my apartment block could get to the arctic. I shivered in the spray and combed some conditioner through the ends of my hair. It was criminal to feel this frustrated, it had to be. Just one night with my boyfriend, that's all I'm asking. I leaned back against the shower wall as the water trickled down my body, chilling me to my core. I'd just have to sit here and shiver until I could settle the fuck down.

I turned the cold tap off eventually. I reached out into the steam free bathroom and grabbed a towel to wrap myself in, wringing out the wet strands of my hair. I dried off my body, and it was still covered in goosebumps and would for quite a while. I tugged on my t-shirt, nipples poking out from beneath it I cursed myself for forgoing the bra. I picked up the one from earlier today and pulled it back on up under my shirt.

I started towel drying my hair once I got my shorts on, sitting on the bathroom floor and leaning up against the wall. It had stopped dripping now and I was starting to warm up just a little but my skin still held a chill to it. I leaned my head back against the wall and sat with my eyes closed. Tired, frustrated, wanting to go to bed. I jerked a little when I heard a knocking at the door.

"Uo." I was Ichigo. "Are you alright, you've been in there for ages."

"Yeah I'm fine," I nodded, although he couldn't see.

"Can I come in?" He asked and I went to nod again before I realised.

"Yeah, it's unlocked," I told him and he opened the door to see me sitting on the floor between the toilet and the floor with a towel wrapped around my neck.

"The others all left, they asked me to tell you goodbye," he said as he came to side beside me. "What's up with you all of a sudden?" His arm brushed past mine and he jerked away like I'd burned him. "Holy shit, you're freezing."

"Yeah," I chuckled lightly. "I took a cold shower. I needed one after today." He laughed.

"I that good was I? Get you all hot and bothered?" He asked, although he was smiling I could see a little self doubt on his face.

"I'm so incredibly frustrated you know," I told him. "Sometimes I see you with your shirt off and that's enough, even though that's perfectly normal for you. We get all flustered, making out and getting something started and always, there's some kind of interruption. I know that's life but god, I want you so bad. It's a lot to cope with, you know, I've never wanted someone so bad."

"I'm glad you told me," he said as he dropped an arm around me. He started rubbing his hands up and down my arms to warm me up. "Especially because it inflates my ego so much."

"Fuck you," I laughed and shoved him softly.

"No, I've had some doubts for a while," he admitted. "I mean, you've never told me otherwise, but I was worried that, with you being a lot of my firsts, that I wouldn't be doing things right, that I couldn't provide what you're needing. But hearing that you want me so bad, it makes me feel a little better, knowing that even if I do or have screwed up a bit, that your still attracted to me."

"You've done nothing wrong," I assured him. "So much of what you do gets me so hot. I'm constantly annoyed at how fast you're picking things up. How easily you manage to get me going. But trust me, if you ever do anything I don't like, I'll tell you and we'll work through it. I really, really love you Ichigo."

"You know I love you," he told me. "That's why I can't wait till the 24th. I asked Ikkaku and Yumichika if they could handle the hollows around here so I could spend some uninterrupted time with you. I think they said something like girls and their romantic holidays. I'm not sure they know I was asking so I could have sex with you, but that's just fine with me."

"Yeah I'd rather our private time not make it next door," I laughed. "But we've actually got quite a cute day planned, and I would have been happy just being with you. So there we are."

"But the ice skating and the guaranteed sex is a plus," he said and I laughed harder.

"Yes, I'm looking forward to us actually getting to where we want to for a change," I smiled up at him as I leaned on his shoulder.

"Come on," he said and moved to get up. "Let's get out of this freezing bathroom and go warm up."

"Oh don't say that, my mind is corrupt enough already," I told him. "Now I'm just thinking of all the different things we can do to get warm."

"Keep thinking about it," he told me. "Renji and Rukia are staying in my room back at the clinic and Ikkaku and Yumichikia are on hollow watch. We have all the time in the world."

I took his hand as he lead me to the bedroom. I closed the window and then walked back over by the bed, tugging my shirt over my head. Ichigo pulled the blankets back before walking over to me. He stood behind me, wrapping his arms around me and kissing down the side of my neck. I leaned my head to the side to give him more access, resting my wet head on his chest. His hands slid down my body to my hips, his hands splayed over my abdomen, thumbs rubbing my hips.

I leaned further back into him and he kissed my neck just right, I let out a content sigh. He used his hands to spin me round to face him and then connected our lips. He kissed me passionately, lips pulling at my lips, his hands still holding my hips. I tugged the hem of his t-shirt and he pulled it over his head for me. His hands went back to my sides and I leapt up, wrapping my legs around his waist so I was the same height as his face.

I stared into his eyes for a moment, looking at the man I loved, thinking about how lucky I was he loved me too. He moved forward to kiss me softly and I continued our kiss across his jaw and up behind his ear. He walked us over to the bed, dropping me down softly on the mattress and pinned his hips to mine. I felt his crotch rub against mine and I could feel the rough material of his jeans brush the soft skin of my thighs, making them tingle with every movement. His hands slid round my back to reach the clasp for my bra and then he tossed it to the floor.

He pulled back to smile softly at me before leaning down to peck my lips over and over, kissing me romantically as his hands came up to massage my breasts. I still had my legs wrapped tightly around his waist while he ground his pelvis gently into mine. It was enough to get the sensation going but he was by no means in a rush, unlike our other more feverish encounters. He continued pressing soft pecks down my face, neck and over my chest, stopping to suck softly on my clavicle. He kissed across the swells of my breasts and then pulled a nipple into his mouth with his lips.

I ran my hands over his chest, nails lightly brushing over his pecs, then his abs and then going up and doing it again. He groaned softly as I did and I smiled. I shifted so my hips were off the bed, flush against his and my back arched. I wanted to be as close to him as possible. I reached around his back and gripped the skin tightly, massaging his muscles deeply as I held him. He pulled us both up so I was sitting in his lap and he moved his hands down to get the buttons on my jean shorts. He pulled them off me, hoisting me up for a moment with expert skill and then tossing them to the side. I rolled my hips into his and ground myself on him, jeans rubbing against my panties, feeling his bulge ignite my core.

He kissed my neck again and I threw my head back with a light moan. He rubbed my breasts again with his hands, a tender massage making my heart race. I rubbed faster against his crotch trying to get satisfaction and he laid us back down. He adjusted himself so only one of his knees was between mine and brought a hand up to my panties. He put two fingers to the clothed mound and rubbed gentle circles, making me squirm.

I gasped for breath as I lay beneath him. He stared down at me, watching my face twist with the pleasure he was providing with a curious, yet prideful look. I let out a slight moan and he pulled his hand away, instead hooking his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulling them down my legs. He tossed them down to the floor with my bra and then trailed his fingers up the skin of my inner thighs. He trailed his hands over the outside of my thighs as well, over my hips, across my lower abdomen. He alternated between places, leaving goosebumps in his wake and making me tremble beneath him.

Little bastard was a fucking expert. Where was this "worried I wouldn't be doing it right" shit?

I let out a gasping moan when he suddenly made contact with my folds, fingers getting coated slick with my juices before he came up for my clit. He circled it without the barrier of my panties and I whined out. Damn him. I arched up off the bed and barely noticed myself begging for more.

"Ichigo," I whined. "Please Ichigo."

"Please Ichigo what?" He asked. "What do you want?"

"God Ichigo," I gasped. "Give me more, please, don't tease me."

"I won't," he smiled, leaning down to kiss me. He dipped two fingers inside me and used his thumb to take over massaging my clit. He plunged his fingers in and out, wiggling them alternately in a come hither motion, stroking my inner walls. He was searching, for a few moments for the spot that normally drove me wild. He found it easily enough last time and I had no doubts that if he was this good at this kind of thing, he'd know it like the back of his hand soon enough.

He found it and I moaned loudly. I reached out for him and gripped him tightly. He leaned closer so I could hold on to him but he didn't lean in to kiss me like he had been doing last time we got this close. Instead he used the knowledge that we were alone to his advantage. He watched my every movement, every facial expression, saw me wriggling beneath him and my face twisting when he hit the right spot. He was probably enjoying actually getting to hear me moan now that we didn't have to worry about his family hearing us.

My body was hot all over and I could feel a bead of sweat roll of my shoulder and down my chest, sliding into the valley between my breasts. My heart raced, my feet burned like I'd touched ice and my stomach muscles felt tight. I wanted to point my toes, pull all my muscles tight against the sensation, stretch my legs out but I tried to relax as much as possible so I could prolong this feeling.

"Ichigo," I whined.

"I know," he smiled and wiped some hair away from my face gently.

"Oh god," I cried out and I could feel him speed up his motions on my clit. "Oh god, oh god, Ichigo."

I shook before the coil in me snapped but when it did it sent hot white heat through me and I cried out harder than I had ever before. I thrashed beneath him and squeezed his shoulders as he held me and worked me through my orgasm. I lay gasping beneath him, trying to regain some semblance of consciousness. At the moment I was just laying, breathing and completely brain dead.

Though I did see, while I lay beneath him, Ichigo sneak a hand up to his mouth and tentatively lick at the juices still coating his hand. He let out a noise of surprise and shrugged before putting the fingers in his mouth and sucking the juices off. Seems Ichigo likes the taste of cum. I wanted to laugh, but I didn't have the energy.

"Come here," I breathed. "Kiss me."

He leaned down over me to answer my command and I kissed him passionately. I ran my hands down his back and over the skin, tugging lightly at the hairs on the base of his neck. I brought my hips up to meet his and cried out when his jeans rubbed up against my naked, already sensitive folds. I moaned into his mouth while he kissed me and he wrapped an arm around my waist, holding me up against him and rubbing his crotch into mine, making me a moaning mess.

"Damn you," I breathed out. I arched into him and he kissed down the side of my neck.

I forced us to flip over and pulled at the waist band of his jeans. I grabbed the button and unfastened it, pulling the fly and tugging the garment down his legs. I kissed across his chest, using my nails to scratch lightly across the skin making him groan out. I tugged his jeans off completely and threw them on the floor. i went for his boxers and they were gone too. I sat on his lap again kissed him passionately. He sat up to hold me to his chest as he kissed me back with vigour.

"Do you have...?" He started and I nodded.

"A whole drawer full of them," I laughed. I reached over to the nightstand and pulled open the top drawer. "I bought a box right after that night in your room but your dad has been giving me these since I met you. He keeps saying as much as he says he wants grand kids that we should use protection until we're ready. It's kind of awkward but when you think about how expensive these little guys are and how much I want to do this with you at least someone else in contributing to the pool."

"I really don't want to think about my dad right now," he sighed. "But I'm actually going to kill him later."

"Well when you're done, come back and we'll use more of these condoms," I joked and tore the foil packaging open.

"Man you really are one horny girl," he commented and I smacked him lightly.

"Are you complaining?" I raised a brow.

"No," he shook his head and flipped us over so he was hovering above me again. "Absolutely not."

"Good," I smiled flirtatiously. I took his member gently in my hand and rolled the rubber sheath over it, looking up at him afterwards. He pushed some of my hair off my face and tucked it behind my ear.

"Are you ready?" He asked. "We can stop here, save this for some other time."

"I know," I nodded. "I want you, all of you. If you want me to then lets do this."

"Alright," he agreed and leaned down to place a soft kiss on my forehead.

"How do you want me?" I asked, shifting slightly on the bed. "You want me to take the lead or have you got it?"

"No," he smiled. "I wanna get this right the first time, so let me."

"Okay," I nodded. He leaned over me and I lay back on the bed. I spread my legs apart to give him as much space as possible and arched slightly. He leaned in to me, pinning himself above me as he lined his hips up. He rocked backwards and pushed into me slowly. I let out a soft moan and my face contorted with pleasure. I'd wanted this for a long time, and it was everything I'd imagined. From the moment I'd felt his sizeable cock in my hand I'd wanted him and now it was pushing at my walls and filling me up to contentment.

"Uhh~" I breathed out as he pulled back and rocked forward again.

He was awkward at first like a baby deer, learning how to walk for the first times. But just like a baby deer, after the first few stumbles he became one of the most graceful animals I'd ever seen. He rocked into me with more vigour now he knew what he was doing and let out a hiss of pleasure. I shifted now he was comfortable in what he was doing and hooked a leg around his waist. He let out a surprised moan when he worked out he could get deeper from this new angle. His thrusts got more excited as he moved me slightly on the bed to experiment with different angles. I would have laughed if I wasn't so wracked with pleasure.

"Ichigo," I breathed, gripping him tightly.

I moved my leg higher up so it was at his shoulder height instead of waist height and arched my back slightly, shifting into an angle I liked. He kissed chaste kissed down my neck, hot breath rolling all over my skin. I wondered if it was unfair of me to cry out to him to go faster, to go harder, he was only learning after all.

"Ichigo," I gasped out after he managed to find that spot inside me.

"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded.

"Do me harder," I told him. "You can go faster."

"I don't want to hurst you by mistake," he said sounding unsure.

"You won't," I assured him. "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable," maybe it was too soon. "But I'm not a delicate flower, I can take a little rougher treatment. If you're ready, let's go faster, let's go harder."

"Tell me how you like it," he said pulling back a little. "Actually," he rolled onto his side. "Show me how you like it," he said pulling me on top of him.

I propped him up against the headboard, sitting in his lap, chest to chest. I kissed him softly before I lifted my hips. I aligned myself and dropped down on his dick. I put his hands on my hips and then got into a rhythm. I started slower and then worked up the speed, my breasts jiggling in front of him as I bounced up and down, feeling his member hitting me each time I dropped. I rolled my hips forward as I did so and I heard him let out a groan. I kissed across his jaw and sucked on the side of his neck as I threw myself down onto him, after a while he began to get it. He held my hips firmly and eventually ended up pulling me towards him with each drop. He started thrusting his hips up, matching his enthusiasm with my own. His head went to my breasts as we rocket together and I let out a moan, getting everything I was after. Boy was this man accomodating.

"Uo," he grunted and held my body closer to his. "I get it now," he told me, holding an arm around my waist and flipping us over so he was on top again.

He slammed into me and I let out a cry. My chest shot up off the bed and collided with his, he held me tightly to him as he kissed me with ferocity and his hips snapped continually into mine. I could hear the slapping of skin as we ground, rocked and slammed together in ultimate pleasure. Our bodies were covered with a thin sheen of sweat and it was perfect. He hit my spot again and once I cried out, letting him know exactly where it was, he angled his thrusts to hit me there over and over again. The muscles in my stomach tightened and I moaned into our kissed. A few thrusts later and the knot in me snapped and I threw my head back forcefully, screaming out his name probably loud enough to disturb the neighbours.

I writhed underneath him as he worked me through my second orgasm of the night and he kept going when I'd come down from my high. My eyes were rolling back into my head as I was pretty much lost to the moment, having to let Ichigo take the lead as I was in no state to make any decisions. His head moved away from mine to leave a trail of kisses down my neck and to my breasts. He was back at sucking on the nipples which by this point were over sensitive and I was moaning out uncontrollably. I wrapped my other leg around him and crossed my ankles, heels digging into the skin between his two shoulder blades. He let out a groan and continued his vigorous assault on my neither regions.

"Uo," he groaned out. "God Uo. You're amazing Uo, I love you Uo, so much."

"I love you," I uttered back as I was getting thrown about underneath him. He brought a hand down between us and started circling my clit and it was all a bit much. I cried out softly and he kissed my swollen lips softly. He kept his pace, his rhythm and his skill right until the end. The knot was forming again inside me and he got faster on the clit, working it furiously as he kept full speed ahead. I let out a cry just as he did and thrust into me a few more times. I shook uncontrollably beneath him and he let a few soft pumps out before he stopped, dropping us further down onto the mattress. I lay back against it completely where as he tried his hardest to prop himself up on his elbows.

I lay back, closing my eyes and trying to regain my breath. Once I did I rolled the two of us over, leaning down softly to kiss Ichigo's forehead. I wiped some sweat slick hair off his face and smiled down at the sleepy boy. I slowly climbed off his now flaccid but still sizeable appendage and pulled the condom off smoothly, tying a knot in it and tossing it in the trash can.

"I love you, Ichigo Kurosaki," I said as I kissed him softly one more time before covering us with the blankets at the end of the bed. He shifted slightly to wrap me in his embrace before I heard his soft breathing. It wasn't long after that that I dropped off myself. It didn't matter now, what was ahead, because I had this. This moment. And I would treasure it forever.