Ichigo flopped down on Chad's living room couch and promptly winced as she felt a sudden jolt of an aching feeling of pleasure/pain shoot up her spine while her core throbbed in a peculiar manner that made her feel overly hot, her skin and breasts feeling sensitive to the overly large shirt she was wearing.

Each breath she took was a pleasant agony as her body rubbed against the cotton fabric as she heaved a sigh and thought to herself, Dear god what have I gotten myself into? Not for the first time since approaching Chad, but definitely more so now that he had fucked her the first time.

He had handled the entire situation like a man on a mission. Sure he had been gentle with her at first since it had been the first time she had ever let any man touch her so intimately- however the several times afterwards Chad had acted as a man possessed of one driving thought.

His kisses had been searing. His touch branding. And the way he had held her pinned underneath his large body as he had screwed her to mind numbing bliss...had almost been, well, possessive. Almost as if he were trying to claim her. Her mind, her body and soul as his own.

But that was a ridiculous thought, wasn't it? Not that she would totally put it past him to actually feel the need to do so while fucking her, but still...

He was a nice guy. Strong, kind, protective. If the circumstances behind everything that had led up to this were different, she could very easily see herself falling for the big guy. However circumstances weren't different.

Ichigo knew it was only a matter of time before those thugs got their hands on her again. And that also meant that it was just a matter of time before she wound up some poor raped soul found dead in a gutter. If she was ever found at all- that is.

After all, there was no telling what sort of sick fantasies she would have to 'help' those guys live out before they decided they were tired of her. And by then she would be so broken that she probably wouldn't fight back at all when they decided to kill her.

She just hoped that they killed her quickly since the last thing she ever wanted was to become so weak that she actually begged for her life.

She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't hear Chad swearing on the other side of the door when he accidentally dropped his apartment key. She did however head the loud Bang from when his head met the door of the apartment with enough force that it literally shook the door, causing Ichigo to jump on the couch with a squeak before her ears picked up Chad's deep voice going over several choice oaths on the other side.

Blinking at the closed door for a moment, she then got up and slowly moved to the door and unlocked it and twisted the knob so that it opened and tried to look outside.

Tried, being the operative word since she was met with the great wall of Chad's impressively muscled chest and completely ad utterly missed the sudden narrowing of her friend's eyes mere moments before he let out a frustrated growl and more or less dropped everything right there at her feet and then grabbed her and unceremoniously tossed her over his shoulder as he stepped inside and made his way to the living room where he then dumped her onto the couch.

Watching with interest as her body hit the plush cushions and bounced several times before settling.

She lay there on his couch, her long hair messily tousled around her head, the collar of the shirt she was wearing had slipped from it's place up on her shoulder and was half way down her arm. Displaying a nice portion of her breast's soft ivory skin. The hem of the shirt however was the most interesting thing by far. It had ridden up enough for him to be able to see that she hadn't bothered with her panties.

The sight of her like this had his cock stiffening in his pants as he thought about all the naughty things he could do with her like this. But upon hearing her snap at him, he shook off any idea he had for anything naughty- at least for the time being- so that he could answer her.

"What the hell Chad-"

"I should be the one asking you such a question, Ichigo. I thought told you before I left that I didn't want you to move or stand up. So what are you doing in here? On you're feet?"

"I couldn't sit in the bath anymore. The water got cold. Besides, I kind of needed to move around a bit when you hit the two in a half hour mark. I was starting to worry." It wasn't the total truth, but it wasn't exactly a lie either. She had been worried. Just not really about him.

But then Chad seemed able to read her well enough to know what she meant, and let the slight pass as he hummed thoughtfully. Knowing all too well what must have been going through her mind and then went back to the door and began to gather everything back up again so that he could bring it all inside and begin putting it all away so that he could make preparations for their dinner.

Pushing herself up onto an elbow, Ichigo began to ask if he needed or wanted any help with the stuff only to have him glare at her and tell her to stay down. If he needed help putting the stuff away, he'd damn well ask for it.

Sighing softly as he watched her lay back down from the corner of his eye as he walked past her to get to the kitchen, he then set everything down on the nearest counter and turned to go back into the living room.

Snapping and snarling at a gal wasn't the best way to romance her. Even if one's intentions were good. Chad mentally told himself as he walked back into the living room and knelt down next to the couch where Ichigo's head was and caught and held her gaze as he braced an elbow next to her shoulder and leaned over her and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so pissy with you. I just...this can't be easy for you. Being with someone my size for the first time can be a real bitch. It places a lot of strain on the body." He said knowingly before shifting ever so slightly to kiss her cheek and then sealed his mouth over her own in a kiss that made her tremble.

Ichigo whimpered and brought her hand up to tangle in his dark hair, but her hand met with resistance when he suddenly grasped her wrist and pinned it back down before drawing back away from her just enough to keep her from touching him and said coaxingly, "Why don't you take a nap while I fix us dinner. Just to rest up a bit. And I'll wake you when everything is done."