CHAPTER 7 (quickie)

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Ichigo's hand was tight around Rukia's throat, just tight enough to let her know who was in charge. She had tried to apologize as soon as he had dragged her into the small cramped supply closet, but his face ignited with anger as soon as she did. And for several moments it was like she would pass out because his brutal kisses hardly let her up for air.

Now he was kneeling in front of her, one hand on her throat the other fumbling with her panties. This wasn't as smooth an assault as the day before. He was rushed, frazzled almost and definitely angry.

Rrrriiippp.

Rukia gasped for air, she felt lightness in her belly as a rush if excitement coursed through her. He had torn off her underwear. Then suddenly she felt his hot mouth engulf her and she stiffened while her eyes began closing in pleasure. Yesterday was amazing but now his mouth touching her delicate flesh, his hot tongue stroking her, kissing her down there between her legs, was incredible. She grabbed his head, her fingers sinking into his soft spikes of hair while pushing him down on her, rolling her hips into his mouth. It was amazing. She soon began instinctively opening her legs wider so that he could get more of her in his mouth.

His hand still around her throat, though loosing most of its intensity, held her head still. Rukia looked down though, seeing the outline of Ichigo's head under her skirt. It was surreal and heavenly as her gorgeous teacher's head was between her legs lapping at her hot skin like a thirsty animal.

Ichigo engulfed the warm and already wet pussy lips licking them, even kissing them like any other pair of lips before sinking his tongue through the warm yielding folds while feeling Rukia stiffen, her hands yanking his hair. He knew she was his to do with as he pleased.

Ichigo grabbed Rukia's leg letting it rest over his shoulder as this allowed him more access to her hot slit as he lapped at her dripping nectar. She was delicious, her thick flowing juices running down his throat. He licked the full length of her slit again and again. Rukia grinding onto his tongue as he did. Every few strokes he would stop to suck roughly on her clit until she squealed, while also grabbing a handfuls of his hair, then the long loving strokes of his tongue came again. This time when he stopped, it was at the tight entrance of her pussy his tongue extended, fucking her as deeply as he could with the wiggling oral appendage. Rukia rolled her hips in a swirling motion counter-clockwise to his thrust.

Her moaning became increasingly louder and Ichigo reached up to cover her mouth with his free hand.

His cock was painfully erect. He had only wanted this encounter to be about Rukia on her knees satisfying him orally but when she had done a certain thing so suddenly. The thought of it again angered him. He stood up, eyes turned into slits of rage that he would take out on the body in front of him.

Rukia was so close that when Ichigo stopped she almost cried out. Why? But when she opened her eyes, even in the dim light of the small closet they were in, she saw the look on his face, she didn't dare say thing.

Ichigo grabbed Rukia by the shoulders and twirled her around so her back was to him.

"Bend over and spread your ass." His voice was so cold and demanding she felt a chill flit through her but she did as she was told. Spreading her legs wide for balance she swallowed hard feeling suddenly embarrassed as she gripped the firm flesh of her bottom and spread her cheeks apart. The cool air of the room had the supple impassioned flesh of her pussy shuddering with delighted eagerness.

Ichigo lifted Rukia's skirt up to her waist, her small hands on each cheek spreading them apart. The glistening pink flesh was exposed lewdly and inviting him to continue his conquest.

He hurriedly unbuckled his trousers. Rukia sighed happily hearing the zipper, her breathing quickened as she wanted to look over her shoulder to see what was taking him so long, but then she felt it. The hot tip of his cock sliding up and down the length of her as he let her nectar flow over the length of his shaft.

Ichigo grabbed Rukia tightly by the waist before roughly shoving his long thick cock into her quivering cunt. Rukia bite her lip to keep from crying out.

It felt so good, so wonderful to have him in her again. Filling her up. She instantly began rocking back and forth into him.

THHHWWAPP. He slapped her ass just under her small hand. It was instantly hot to the touch.

"Hold still!" he growled in her ear, pounding into her forcefully. Rukia stiffened to the sting of his hand on her bare ass. It was shocking but at the same time ignited voluptuous waves of pleasure in her. He was so strong and even more demanding than the day before. She was going crazy with desire. Being with her teacher, someone could walk in at any moment and Unohana sensei could possibly be looking for her now to make sure that she was getting the copies done. The danger of the situation, and Ichigo Kurosaki himself, was almost more than Rukia could bear.

His moves were fast, frantic yet incrediblely powerful. He hadn't thought this plan through when he had decided moments before to have her make copies. He wanted to take more time like yesterday but they both couldn't be out of class for very long, people might start talking.

He had told the class he was excusing himself to the restroom and left Chizuru to read the chapter they were working on but at the most he only had a few more minutes.

Luckily for him Rukia was so silky and snug, so hot and wet, that he was at his limit already.

Ichigo abandoned himself to pleasure, letting his body and passion take over, as he continued his merciless thrusts into Rukia tight depths. She wriggled, mewled and pushed back against his lusty assault, his pelvis pistoning wildly. He didn't care if she came or not, not this time.

Then he felt it in the pit of his stomach barreling at him like a freight train. His fingers sunk into the tender flesh of her waist as his balls tightened. Ichigo let out a low sensuous growl as the fiery culmination of his passion and anger erupted in Rukia and his seed exploded into her with alarming force.

Rukia moaned loudly feeling gush after gush of the hot foamy froth spurting and filling her up.

Ichigo kept pounding her harder and harder as he emptied his balls into her before then stopping and relaxing inside her for a moment. Rukia was so close, wanting Ichigo to continue but suddenly she felt his cock slide from her and heard the zip of his pants.

She released her hands from her bottom and turned looking at him, bewildered.

"You'd better hurry with those copies," he said coolly. "Oh and Rukia…,"

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Ichigo quickly made his way back to the classroom, cutting out a side door then circling around to the front of the school and heading back in. His shirt was tucked back in and his hair always looked messy. He scowled thinking back to that certain moment and her first words to him in the supply closet. That bitch. Rukia had almost ruined the whole illicit meeting saying that so suddenly.

Rukia pulled away from him as he had pulled her into the small supply closet. She stood silently for several seconds. Then she had fallen to her knees.

"Please Chii- Kurosaki-san . Please forgive me. Forgive me for how I treated you back then."

Ichigo was stunned, frozen.

She had remembered. His face heated and he stared down now with open animosity at the kneeling girl. That apology may have worked, may have been what he wanted when he was younger but that time was long gone. Blindly, rage began building in him. He pulled her up by her arm, his hand slipping around her small neck while pulling her face to his.

Fear was in her eyes, no it wasn't fear it was…. anticipation. The anticipation of what? He captured her mouth in a savage kiss, his eyes opened as he watched her face, feeling her whole body yield to him. She liked it. Well he had more, much more instore for her.

Ichigo, on some level, hadn't wanted Rukia to remember him from back then, he didn't want her to remember how weak he was; how shy he was. How much she had hurt him. It made him feel… vulnerable like that little boy again. But it was done now. And now, because of that, he would hurt her.

"Oh and Rukia...I want you to break up with, Hisagi."

The look on her face when he told her, as he left the supply closet that he had fucked her so forcefully in, was sweet. But payment wouldn't be complete until she actually did it.

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to be continued