I DON'T OWN BLEACH

Picture Perfect

Hey all this is RamecupMiso writing this chapter for fuzzibunniez. So hurray for chapter exchange.

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"There!" Ichigo says holding up the dress after finishing sewing on the final button. "It's nothing compared to the person who is going to wear it though." Carefully hanging the dress on a padded hanger she hooks it on the hanger of her closet door and smiles at the crimson lined split running from mid thigh to the hem. "I hope I didn't make that slit to high. But Juushiro is tall, so it should be ok."

Hearing a voice downstairs Ichigo quickly stashes the dress in her closet and dives on her bed just before the door to her bedroom creaks open. "Oh hey, Juushiro." she says cooly as the white-haired woman appears in the doorway. "Ready to go back to the studio?"

"I was hoping... we could stay together tonight?"

"You want to sleep over?" Ichigo rolls over on her back and tilts her head upside down to hang off the bed. She watches Juushiro pad toward her the lovely long white hair pulled up but for a single braid. They had come here for dinner and spent a few hours with her family. Ichigo was nervous at first how they might react at her bringing home a woman as a date but, thankfully they seemed oblivious that it was strange. "I don't mind."

"I was actually hoping you would stay with me." Juushiro sits on the edge of the bed and kisses Ichigo on the lips. She is tender and easy going with the affection between them for fear of scaring Ichigo with too much. However the past few days they have become more and more physical. Each time stopping when Ichigo becomes uncomfortable. "If you want to that is." she says breaking the kiss to sit up. It's not difficult to be patient, it's just... Juushiro hopes she isn't pushing her feelings on Ichigo.

"Oh..." Ichigo leans up on her palms understanding the meaning behind Juushiro's words. "I um..." she stutters for a moment and notices Juushiro's face looking sad just for a split second. "Juushiro, I'm..." Her hand reaches out and touches Juushiro's shoulder, the long silky strands grazing her hand sends a flurry to her stomach. Moving her hand over Juushiro's shoulder she tugs her closer, and kisses her passionately. The moment their mouths touch she feels so alive, like everything is going to be alright and kissing this person makes perfect sense. Her hands move down soft skin exploring her neck, enjoying the warmth. Suddenly Ichigo tugs Juushiro over her body. "Did... did you lock the door?"

"Yes." she whispers looking down at Ichigo's red face. "Of course I locked the door."

"Good." Ichigo arches her head up and kisses her again. Their mouths gently touching, opening to the other. Her skin grows hot, her body wanting more sweetness to taste. Sliding her lips down Ichigo's neck she finds the spot that makes her moan. And when Ichigo does she kisses that spot over and over, and over only stopping when she feels Ichigo's hands move up to her jacket and pull on it. Shedding the coat quickly her lips return to kissing Ichigo's neck, her tongue begins to flick over her tan skin.

Ichigo moves her hands up to Juushiro's breasts cupping the very bottom of them. Warm and heavy, larger than her own, she marvels at the pleasure it gives Juushiro when she squeezes them. Lifting her gaze up she moves her fingers over the white lace bra to caress the tops of pale flesh taking in the arching neck and soft moan with delight. "Feels good?"

"Yes." Juushiro replies, lightly rubbing her torso on Ichigo's. Ohhh it's better than good. Her mind is so far ahead of this and wants more. Lifting a hand up she discards her blouse and unsnaps her bra hungry for tan fingers on her skin. "Ohhhh, yes." she moans when fingertips glide over her breasts and lightly caresses her. Biting at her lower lip she moves her hips forward and feels so hot all over. "Will... you touch more today? Please, Ichigo?"

"Ok." she says slipping her fingers toward Juushiro's pale pink nipples. Ichigo hasn't touched them yet, she was too scared the last time, but... her amber eyes lift up to see the flushing face of this beautiful person enjoying her touch, and she can't say no. Not to her, not to Juushiro. Gliding her index fingers around her nipples, she gasps watching them perk and harden. Licking her lips, Ichigo nudges at them and her own body shudders with desire. It makes her wonder... "Touch me too."

Juushiro's eyes open and she watches Ichigo shedding her top. "Remember to say stop if you need to."

Nodding her head, she feels hands move up her stomach to her breasts. Closing her eyes she turns her head away and holds still as fingertips glide over her nipples. "Ohhhh." Ichigo gasps moving her own fingertip to squeeze Juushiro's nipples. Following the movements on her own breasts Ichigo continues to caress and enjoy being touched.

Within a few minutes Juushiro is panting and aching for release. "I-Ichigo, would you touch me here?" She moves her hand away from Ichigo's body and unzips her blue skirt. Discarding it on the bed behind her, she gestures to her lavender colored panties and is relieved when Ichigo's hand slowly moves up her leg to her thigh. "Please, Ichigo I'm throbbing."

Ichigo moved her fingers carefully over the lavender panties and Juushiro let out a small soundless gasp. Ichigo needed to hear Juushiro moan again and just ghosting over the panties wouldn't do it. Ichigo carefully slipped her finger underneath the panties and let her fingers move over the lips covering Juushiro's pussy playing with them and every so often giving a soft tug to the hair. Jusshiro let out a moan as Ichigo played with her, this felt so good to have Ichigo finally touch her. Ichigo pulled her fingers away from Juushiro's pussy.

"I-Ichigo." Juushiro moaned out, "Please touch me more." Ichigo carefully removed Juushiro's panties and revealed the white hair around Juushiro pussy. Ichigo moves her hand to cup Juushiro's pussy while her other hand went to play with Juushiro's breasts feeling them swell up with arousal flicking the nipple and feeling it harden and this cause Ichigo own breasts to experience the same pleasure.

"Juushiro." Ichigo moaned out in pleasure, so Ichigo took her hand that was playing with Juushiro nipple and moved it to her own. Juushiro ran her fingers through Ichigo bright orange hair and cupping Ichigo breasts as well. Both were so close and Juushiro couldn't be happier for the fact that Ichigo was so willing and moving at a faster pace than just kissing.

"Ichigo," Juushiro moaned out as Ichigo moved her fingers inside Juushiro pussy. "I-I lo-" Ring Ring, Juushiro looked up to her cell-phone that was still ringing and Ichigo had already moved off Juushiro and sat on the bed. Juushiro reached over and picked up her phone with an apologetic look to Ichigo.

"Hello Juushiro Ukitake speaking." Juushiro waited for the other person to reply. "Hello Nanao." Another pause "Let me check." Juushiro looked over at Ichigo. "Is the dress finished?"

"Yep, just put it on to make sure but otherwise its done." Ichigo told Juushiro. Juushiro smiled at Ichigo, before going back to the phone.

"Yes the dress is done." Juushiro nodded her head and mumbled yes a few times. "You want me down there by when? All right once were done here I'll be down." Juushiro closed the phone and for a moment a flash of disappointment made its way onto Ichigo face but it was quickly removed when Juushiro glanced over at Ichigo.

"Well lets make sure this dress is perfect." Ichigo said with a smile on her face. Ichigo helped Juushiro into the dress and it looked perfect on her. The slits showed off just the right amount of skin and it left Ichigo breathless.

"Well how do I look?" Juushiro asked.

"Amazingly perfect." Was all Ichigo could say while smoothing out a non-existent wrinkle. Juushiro carefully removed the dress and Ichigo put it back on the padded hanger and plastic covering. Ichigo walked with Juushiro downstairs still holding the dress in her hand. "Knock'em dead tonight Juushiro." Ichigo said with a bright smile. Ichigo waited till Juushiro entered the car sent by Nanao and then closed the door and slumping down burying her head into her knees. She was trying so hard not to cry at the thought of someone else being on a date with Juushiro even if it was for charity. 'I can't stay here and mope I need to do something or at least get away from here.' Ichigo thought. 'I'll head to work.' With that plan in mind Ichigo went off to work but not before giving her boss a call telling him she would be taking the late night shift tonight.

(time skip)

Ichigo was sitting at one of the tables in the small restaurant by herself the place was dead and Ichigo knew she was stalling to close up shop her mind was constantly turning to Juushiro.

"Are you still open." Great now Ichigo was hearing Juushrio voice.

"Yes we are." Ichigo stood up still not looking at the other person in the restaurant.

"Ichigo." A slim well manicured finger lifted Ichigo chin up to see dark brown eyes, soft snow white hair that was done up in a neat bun, and the dress Ichigo made for Juushiro.

"Juushiro but I thought that you were…." Ichigo couldn't finish her sentence because Juushiro had leaned into kiss Ichigo deeply.

"Your boss." Juushiro said after pulling away.

"Hu?"

"He bought me for you." Juushiro explained while Ichigo wonder about her boss and thought about a way to thank him for this. Tears began to fill Ichigo eyes she was so happy that Juushiro was here. "Ichigo are you all right your not saying anything. Why are you crying?"

"I'm so happy, when you left to go on a date with someone other than me my heart was in so much pain, and now that you're here I can't tell you how happy I am." Ichigo jumped into Juushiro's arms to kiss her deeply, Juushiro pulled away with a smile on her face.

"So what would you like to do on our date?" Juushiro questioned still holding Ichigo close to her body.

"I want us to continue where we left off this afternoon." Ichigo said with a sly wink and took Juushiro's hand and led her into the storage room. Ichigo threw herself onto the sacks of flour that were surprising comfy. "Take me Juushiro." Ichigo said with a moan as she left her hand slip under her skirt. Juushiro couldn't refuse the offer and jumped onto Ichigo. The two kissed deeply fingers went running through hair. Juushiro moved her hand down to slip under Ichigo skirt moving her fingers under Ichigo's panties to play with her pussy. Ichigo turned her head to the side to let out a loud moan calling out Juushiro name. Ichigo felt herself getting wet as Juushiro played with her and Ichigo didn't want her to stop, but suddenly, Ichigo looked up to see Juushiro standing above her with a sly twinkle in her eyes.

"I don't want to ruin this pretty dress, would you help me take it off." Ichigo jumped up at the chance to undress Juushiro. Ichigo carefully removed the dress carefully letting the dress fall to the floor. Juushiro was now standing in the storage room in nothing but her blue lace bra and panties.

Ichigo was so busy studying Juushiro that she never noticed that Juushiro had walked over to her and began to unbutton her shirt. Not one to be outdone Ichigo unclasped Juushiro bra letting her breasts fall free. Ichigo's mouth watered at the site of Juushiro's nipples and want to suck on them as Juushiro continued to undress her and soon enough Ichigo felt Juushiro's hand over her body. Juushiro nudged Ichigo off her nipple and gentle pushed Ichigo back onto the sacs of flour. Juushiro climbed on top of Ichigo and kissed her deeply. Ichigo ran her fingers through the pure white hair of her lover loving how soft it was. Ichigo pulled away from Juushiro with a hearty moan.

"P-p-please Juushiro I need to feel you." Ichigo spread her legs open inviting Juushiro to do as she wanted. Juushiro smiled warmly at Ichigo laying there on sacs of flour waiting to be taken. Juushiro slid down Ichigo body leaving kisses everywhere from her lips to her chin then going down to kiss the area meant for cleavage then to her belly button which got Ichigo to giggle and finally to Ichigo's pussy. Juushiro let her tongue lap at the soft lips at the entrance and finally letting her tongue delve into those sweet folds. Ichigo cried out and arched her back thrusting her pussy into Juushiro faces. Juushiro ran her hands along Ichigo's body reaching up to cup and play with Ichigo's breasts. Juushiro took a moment to look up at Ichigo and called out for the younger girl.

"I want you to watch me and what I'm going to do." Juushiro moved her well manicured fingers into her mouth and began to suck on them making sure Ichigo was watching. Once Juushiro found them to be wet enough she carefully inserted her fingers into Ichigo's pussy.

"Ju-Juushiro." Ichigo moaned out wantonly closing her eyes for a moment but were soon opened as she felt Juushiro suck on her nipple and Ichigo ran her fingers down Juushiro's back and tugging on the soft white hair to pull Juushiro up into a kiss. Ichigo felt herself getting wetter as Juushiro fingers moved inside of her.

"Ju-Ju-Juushiro." Ichigo moaned out feeling herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"Ichigo I love you."

(Time skip)

It had been two weeks since the two had fallen asleep on the bags of flour they had made love on. Right now Ichigo was sitting at her desk drawing up some new designs for Juushiro to wear with a smile. Ichigo let out a squeak as two slim arms wrapped around her waist and a kiss was placed on her cheek. Ichigo turned around to fully kiss her lover.

"How was the shoot Juushiro." Juushrio's arms were still around Ichigo's waist.

"It was good but this is much better." Juushiro placed a kiss into Ichigo's hair inhaling the scent of her lover. Ichigo let a smile cover her face but it was soon turned into a slight frown.

"Kisuke still won't give me the tape from that night."

"Well it is because of him we had that magical night."