Falling in Love in a Coffee Shop
A/N: Hey y'all! I have decided that I will not be changing the rating, but I will change the summary as a warning. Don't want anybody getting the wrong idea. Rukes, Jessenia-chan, Sarah1bleachfan, Zangetsu50, Romance Without Words, Personal Riot, Shadow Liu, Angelcute72, Aizawa Ayumu, ScarletRed666, thesecretfromzaft, and falconrukichi, did you know you guys are all totally epic? I love each and every one of you! And therefore, here is your smut! ~Love Nana!
Chapter 7
Shadows
Through all of the shadowy corners of me
Rukia hadn't let the situation get awkward. She didn't mention it until Ichigo did, and then she followed him into his room. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" she asked, pausing at the edge of the bed.
Ichigo took a deep breath. "Yeah. Come on."
Rukia sat on the bed, a wary look on her face, and then Ichigo tackled her with a kiss. First just a kiss, then tongue, then Ichigo's hands roamed up Rukia's shirt. She didn't protest as warm hands slipped into her bra. In fact, she pulled Ichigo closer.
Encouraged, Ichigo pulled away and pulled the shirt off of her. She seemed to be waiting for something. Ichigo cautiously reached to her back and unclasped her bra. She grinned at him, the smile telling him it was the right thing to do, and then she tugged at his shirt.
It was a game. A game where every article of clothing was slowly, deliberately removed and thrown on the floor ceremoniously, kisses in between. Ichigo forgot any misgivings he'd had when Rukia took off her skirt, running his hands over her beautiful legs.
All that was left, finally, was Rukia's underwear. Ichigo paused.
"Don't stop," she told him, in a voice that said she meant it.
After that they stopped talking, communicating with their hands rather than words. Ichigo mostly stopped thinking, too.
The blankets had somehow fallen to the floor in the midst of all of it. Ichigo rolled over, eyes closed and an expression of bliss on his face.
"Ichigo," Rukia said in a breathless voice.
"Hmm," he said, turning to see her face, cheeks redder than usual, stretching out a finger to stroke her cheek.
"I told you I loved you," she said.
"Yes?"
"I don't know how I could love you more," she said.
"What do you mean?"
"How...where do we go from here? How does it get better?"
"Keep loving me," Ichigo said, thoughful. "And sometime I'll say the same. We'll see what happens then. But, Rukia?"
"Yes."
"You won't stop." It was a question.
"Never."
The bed was silent, but for the slowing breathing of two bodies, blankets retrieved and pulled up to the chin, clothes abandoned.
The shadows overtook the two as they fell asleep, bodies intertwined through the night.
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Ichigo woke to warm arms around his neck. He looked, and there was Rukia, sleeping soundly, mouth slightly open.
It was a Saturday, so Rukia didn't have work. Ichigo did though, at noon. The light was just beginning to shine through the blinds, so Ichigo didn't bother trying to extract himself from her grasp.
"Hnnf," Rukia murmured, eyes opening slightly.
"Good morning," Ichigo said.
"There's no such thing as a good morning," Rukia said sleepily. "What time is it."
Ichigo twisted a little. "Only 8:30."
"Only!" Rukia sighed. "At least it's a Saturday."
"I have to go to work at noon," Ichigo apologized.
Rukia sighed again. "At least stay here a little while."
He didn't argue with that.
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"What happened last night?" Uryuu asked pointedly.
"Rukia stayed over," Ichigo said casually.
"She did?" Renji leaped from his seat. "How awesome was it?"
"Calm down," Ichigo said. "It was just sex."
"Just...am I the only one here who thinks it's a big deal when you have sex?" Renji asked.
Ignoring Renji, Uryuu said, "She's not taking advantage of you?"
"No, this is totally different. She's...it's almost as if she's really just waiting for me to be comfortable," Ichigo admitted.
"So she was telling the truth," Uryuu mused.
"What?"
"Nothing. Do you love her?" Uryuu asked, avoiding the subject.
"I don't know," Ichigo answered honestly. "Maybe."
"Can you see yourself marrying her?"
"Absolutely," Ichigo said immediately.
Uryuu sat back in his chair. "You'd have a kid with her."
"Kids," Ichigo said after a moment of consideration.
"You love her," Uryuu guessed. "But you can't admit it."
"Maybe," Ichigo repeated. "I don't know."
"Just go with it," Renji suggested. "Let it happen. Go ahead and tell her when you're ready. Tell her when you're willing to let yourself say it."
"Thanks, guys," Ichigo said, standing. "But I'm on shift, so I have to go."
"You can't just avoid it," Uryuu told him.
"I'm not avoiding anything," Ichigo said. "Rukia's grilling at her house tonight. So if my shift's over, I'm out."
A/N: echh, was that too short again? Sorry! But there's somebody showing up next chapter...and they're super importaaaant! Guess and you get a virtual pie!
Virtual cookies to all reviewers! And virtual cash to anyone who can help me. I have an opportunity to travel to Italy for a week, which would be epic, but I have to challenge myself somehow in order to do so. If anyone's got ideas, I'd welcome them! PM me if you need more info. Love y'all! ~Nana