He is my King, My Aibou
Chapter 7: Don't stop
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Except the plot of course…it's so sad…
He kissed me, hard, demanding. He licked my lips, begging for entrance. I couldn't argue; I needed this as much as he was begging for it. I pressed my tongue against his, earning a soft moan from the red head. His teeth gazed my tongue softly before nibbling on my soft tissue while running his hands wildly through my hair. Breaking the kiss for some needed air, I stared down at brown hazy eyes that held lust, and a bit of some other emotion I couldn't put my finger on. 'Don't stop,' his eyes told me.
His eyes held a hot burning emotion that I couldn't stop myself from staring at. With every fiber of my being, I hoped that I wouldn't continue but I couldn't resist. My king was very addicting. He had just woken up but all I could think was that I wanted him.
I placed my lips against his feverously before forcing my tongue into his yearning cavern. His tongue slid against mine in a light dance that had me moaning at every caress. He gripped my hair tightly in his tan fingers as he pulled my head lower to his mouth, trying to eat up every moan that emanated from my throat. Every touch, every caress, sent a wave after wave of emotions to rush through my whole entire body.
I wasn't the only one who felt such wild emotions from simply lip locking with the orange haired male. From our connection, I could feel Ichigo's excitement and lust filled emotions coming from him. They are so powerful and strong, I can't help but feel even more turned on. I tore my lips from his with a smack before fixing myself so I was on my hands and knees above him, my waist straddling his. I grinned down at him as light fear fluttered through our connection before I bent down and caught his lips in mine once again.
I ran my hands across his chest softly before bringing both hands inside his shirt before pinching both of his bright pink nipples that made him gasp and squirm under me. I grinned into the kiss as he mewled lightly, running his hands through my hair and over my neck. He groaned loudly as I twisted his nipples hard between my fingers. He gasped as I tore open his shirt and ran my blue tongue down his chest and over his hard right nipple. He moaned and twisted under me and gripped my shoulders tightly. In that process, he brushed his rising erection over mine causing me to moan and vibrate lightly on his nipple, making him shudder.
He raised his hips once again against my groin getting the same reaction. His hot breathing became pants as I grind myself over his erection hard and rough. He moaned my name a few times as he raised his hips with my every thrust, causing the friction between our groins to become harder, closer to our very climax. The feeling of reaching said climax started to rise in my stomach, and for once, I didn't want to. I wanted this feeling, the feeling of rubbing myself against my aibou, the feeling of his panting under me. I wanted to hear more, to feel more, to do more. If I kept going, it would end. I thought of stopping, I did, but Ichigo moaned loudly, making me cum right on the spot. "Don't stop!"
We screamed each others name as our seed was released and stars began circle around our eyes, making everything lightly fuzzy. I fell on top Ichigo, tired and exhausted, but feeling very very content. I did it. I made Ichigo feel it and I heard him and felt him. I did it, to him. I made him feel the pleasure of orgasm. And I'm the only one who saw it! I grind lightly and raised myself off my aibou's quickly rising chest.
His chocolate brown eyes were lightly hazy, looking up at nothing but staring right at me. Or more, at my lips, I think. We stayed like that though, for a few minutes, before Ichigo raised his eyes to mine and he spoke softly, his voice a little bit scratchy after screaming out someone's name. "Why…?"
I frowned lightly and rested my forehead against his. "Why what…aibou?"
His eyes widened lightly to that. "Why did we…why do you call me…?"
I grinned lightly and pecked him on the lips, "Because we love each other, aibou."
"But how are you…am I in my mind world?" I frowned lightly, not knowing how to answer.
"No…we are not in your dream world. We're at Urahara's shop, in his basement."
Ichigo pushed me away and sat up quickly, looking all around him. His eyes widened even further before turning into a scowl. I looked where he was looking and glared at the figure as well. "Well," Urahara sung, "don't stop on my account!"
A/N: Darn Urahara, always ruining the moment huh? Haha. I haven't updated in awhile and I'm sorry! Haha XD