Sorry I suck at writing sex scenes I'll try to get better at it though.
Chapter 7: Creator ~ Kurosaki Ichigo
His hands moved slow and left me tingling. He began to whisper compliments in my ear as he fondled a place where no other pair of hands have been. I couldn't help but let out noises of pleasure. Because it felt good, because he seemed to be good at what he was doing. He continued and I felt something building up and my moaning got louder until I released crying out just a bit more. His hand pulled away and I cracked my eyes open and glanced to him and saw him lick my own semen off his fingers. He looked to me and smirked.
"You taste good." He continued to devour what was left of my liquid on his fingers. I could only blush at all this and look away. He chuckled softly and kissed my cheek and held me close to him again. We stayed this way until he said we should move out of the shower and dry off or we'd get all wrinkly. When I nodded and went to stand up he stopped me and instead picked me up and stood straight. I blinked looking at him only to receive a smile from him as he turned the shower off and then walked out onto the tile floor. He grabbed a towel and laid it over me then set me on the counter. I was still blinking rather speechless as he grabbed his own self a towel and wrapped it around, tucking it in at the waist. He looked to me.
"Something wrong?" He asked tilting his head.
"N-no." I blinked as he strolled over to me, grabbing the towel from my hands and he threw it over top my head and ruffled my hair to dry it out. After a few minutes he pulled back and when I lifted my head his lips connected with mine. We kissed for a few minutes and then I broke it to get air. I felt him smirk at me and I couldn't help but blush about it. He hugged me close to his body and his towel fell from his waist, my face felt hotter as I felt him gently guide one of my hands with one of his own to touch his length. I was hesitant but after a moment wrapped my hand around and began to just feel it, he did the same with me and I tried to hold back the noises of pleasure as he was so good at doing that himself he quietly stroked me and I did him. We eventually released and I became covered in his semen he pulled back smirking at me.
"Such a dirty boy Ichigo…" He teased and started to lick it off me, I shuddered and blushed furiously. Next I knew it he was picking me up and quickly carrying me back to my room and shutting the door and he threw me down onto the bed not roughly though and he crawled over me and kissed me again. He continued his hands moving over my chest, playing with my nipples and his tongue was soon in my mouth. I moaned. He continued. I squirmed beneath him. His hands went further down and he then pulled back putting a finger in his mouth and soaking it with saliva. I watched with curiosity if anything.
"Let me know if I'm hurting you or you want me to stop Ichigo." He spoke softly and suddenly I felt his finger move to poke at my entrance. I jumped slightly and he kissed my forehead as he slowly pushed his finger in. I let out a small cry and he hushed me to silence and moved it in as far as it could go then he stopped. "Let me know when I can start moving it…I want you to get use to it first." He watched me for a minute or two and then I finally nodded my head and he started to move his finger in and out, slowly.
It felt weird at first but the strange feeling turned into pleasure in moments, I was suddenly moving with his finger and moaning. He added another finger and started making a scissoring motion. This continued until I suddenly felt the absence of his fingers and he was now pushing and making my legs bend so they were close to my chest he was positing himself and my eyes widen some. He told me sweet things as he slipped into me. A moan tore out of my throat and he slowly started to move in and out of me, one hand on my leg the other grabbing my own length and pumping. He continued telling me how much he loved me, how beautiful he thought I was, and how he was so happy to be able to love me like this. I told him things in return how I loved him, how his comfort was something that I now needed and couldn't live without, how his relationship with me was now the most important thing in the world.
He released inside me and I became full with warmth and as soon as he had released, I came. He pulled out of me and moved my legs so they were against the bed, he held me again and I just pressed myself against him, taking in everything that he was.