Hello everyone,
I'm sorry it took about 3 years to write this last chapter. I understand if you guys are angry, but please enjoy. Again, I am super sorry. College is quite time consuming.
-TiredAmbitions
Chapter 5:
Rukia wasn't accustomed to begging for sexual attention from men. She felt odd straddled beneath Ichigo's large muscular thighs pleading for a touch that she felt she deserved. She glanced up at Ichigo, his eyes were now completely engrossed in her petite frame. He was examining every inch of her porcelain skin and committing every slight curve to his memory. She knew she wasn't any woman to scoff at, but she couldn't help, but feel scrutinized under his calculating gaze.
"Ichigo," Rukia panted, enjoying his weight atop her form. "This is your first sexual experience, isn't it?"
She knew the answer, but she had to ask to hopefully to ease his obvious lack of resolve and hesitancy. At fifteen, it was rare that any human had experienced a sexual encounter. She couldn't expect much more from an adolescent his age.
He gulped down the words bitterly. It was just like her to ruin the mood like that. She always knew how to insult him just the slightest without looking completely guilty. She looked back up at him, as innocently as she had asked. But that was Rukia. She could always find a way to deliver a punch, even when they were in the most compromising positions. If only he could find a response that wouldn't completely ruin everything.
She watched his eyes strain away from hers instantly at the question. She could tell that she had instilled some sort of pain, due to the sudden dulling of his eyes and the hardening of his features. His swollen lips pursed and he gulped back a breath of air.
"It's not like I've ever had much of a chance." Ichigo mumbled, almost incoherently. "You're kinda always here."
It was a classic excuse. He turned back staring at her navy eyes. She smirked slightly and licked her lips. Before Rukia could respond with an even more insulting remark, he forced his mouth upon hers.
The kiss was harder than before, more feverish and drastic. Her eyes widened when he forced his tongue into her mouth, penetrating its confines to find her own. Her hands impulsively found themselves entangled in his amber locks tensing slightly with every nip he placed on her lips. He was becoming stronger with each swift movement and she could feel herself grow more impatient with each kiss. He pulled away suddenly, taking a breath and moving down to her neck, attacking the sensitive flesh. She jumped slightly, surprised at the vigor of his movements. She closed her eyes, and arched her back into his body enclosing the small space between them.
He groaned against her as she moved her pliant form into his own. He swiftly started moving with her, adjusting his position slightly only to produce a whimper of pleasure from Rukia. They began grinding against one another slowly and then more violently. Ichigo winced slightly, loving the contact between their heated cores. His body seemed to move in sync with hers perfectly, as if he was experienced. However, his pants were becoming unbelievably tight and he could feel Rukia's wet loins through his own boxers. He looked down at Rukia, noting her creamy skin, slick with a mixture of his and her own sweat. Her hair was scattered sparingly across her small facial features. And her tiny, symmetrical porcelain breasts heaved upward with every exacerbated thrust into his chest. He grew harder even just watching her. He wanted her now more than anything. He just couldn't imagine continuing within the confines of this closet.
Before he lost all self-control, Ichigo kicked open the closet door with his closest limb. Rukia shrieked slightly, probably surprised at the noise. However, Ichigo wasn't concerned his sisters or father would hear this late at night. He shuffled out of the closet clumsily and turned and scooped Rukia up. She was lighter than he expected and he could feel her supple, soft breasts against his chest. She was utterly amazing. Rukia kissed his thorax, nipping the slick flesh and mischievously teasing his muscles with her agile fingers. She smirked against his vibrating collar when a groan escaped his lips.
The moment didn't last long however, before she was tossed lightly onto a corner of Ichigo' s bed. He had dropped her in a peculiar position with her legs hanging over the bedside and her trunk atop the body of the bed. Before he had a chance to engross her once again, Rukia propped herself upward and grasped her small fingers around the waist of his boxers. She grinned mischievously, and looked up at Ichigo's pleading face. He watched her curiously, smirking as she teased at his waistband.
"I betcha you're gonna enjoy this," She grinned, tracing the outline of his boxers with her fingers. It was astonishing how an adolescent of Ichigo's age had acquired such a muscular, adult body. She traced his abdominal muscles lightly, noting a moan in response from her partner. Her attention was interrupted, though, by the ever apparent mass growing within his boxers.
Ichigo was growing impatient. As much as he loved that Rukia had noticed his physique, he couldn't help but feel that she was ignoring his most endearing part. He sighed as her small hands moved up his abdomen, tracing his muscles with her cool fingertips. They contrasted his heated core, making his skin tingle with anticipation. It was becoming unbearable.
He rolled his eyes, wanting her to pay attention to him, "You can't make anything…" He gasped tripping over the words, as she grasped his length through his boxers. "easy…" He breathed through an exacerbated groaned.
She watched his expression relax at her light touch. He was large and extremely ready for her. She had always liked a good tease though before either could really enjoy themselves. But she found herself completely aroused by a pleading Ichigo. He made her want him, simply by enjoying her.
She quickly pealed the thin fabric from his heated skin and watched it pool at his ankles. Rukia stared up at him, examining his scrutinizing eyes widen when she lightly clasped him between her small digits. Before he could murmur a word, Rukia immersed him into her mouth.
Ichigo moaned louder, enjoying the hot moist atmosphere. She was sucking and licking and twisting her tongue around him. He closed his mahogany eyes, rolling back his head slightly. He found himself grasping her head, pulling at her ebony locks. Without hesitation, he began to maneuver her head back and forth over his member. Rukia reached up teasing at his testicles. Instinctively, he began thrusting his hips slightly at the added touch.
Rukia could feel him pulsate in her mouth as she began to twist her head slightly, teasing at the surface. He was so large and tasted like she had imagined. Her hands came up and began to caress his testicles, earning her a reciprocating groan from her partner.
Ichigo grumbled; his legs were beginning to grow weak. He could feel himself sway slightly from their faltering strength. His insides boiled and his slick hands were shaking slightly. But he couldn't stop now.
He grasped Rukia's hair, initiating a slight whimper and pushed her unto the bed. He forced himself into her mouth, violently grasping at her locks. She shrieked loudly, Ichigo was unsure if it was out of pain or pleasure, either way he continued, eliciting further reactions from Rukia. She was making him crazy.
Rukia squirmed beneath Ichigo. His scent was so intoxicating. She moved her hands between them, stroking his neither region, slightly. He laughed huskily, grasping her small panties and touching her between the light fabric. She had grown so wet.
"Ichigo," Rukia murmured through exaggerated pants. "Please…"
He looked up at her, a nervous smirk had grown across his features; his masculine rush had dwindled slightly. He gulped, as she clasped her hands over his, gliding them to her waistband. She smiled as shaky his eyes met her own, anxiously awaiting guidance. He looked at her, never leaving her face, tensing slightly as her fingers maneuvered his to aid pulling her panties from her core.
"Do it." Rukia stated, amused that Ichigo's eyes had left her own and were now occupied with her most endearing part. "It won't hurt."
Ichigo's trance was broken at the remark. He quickly glanced up at her, feeling a certain need begin to grow in the bellows of his stomach again; He began positioning himself above her, straddling her again. His limbs shook slightly. He wasn't sure if it was because of suddenly increased weight or his nerves.
"I know this is cheesy." Ichigo whispered, barely audible to hear as he swayed above her entrance. "But, this means something to you…right?"
His voice almost cracked at the last portion; it was followed by a thick, filling silence. They both stared unrelentingly at each other, their eyes boring into one another's with an agonizing intensity. Rukia knew that it would be easy just to admit to some sort of love for the boy. It would make the sex easier for him and maybe even for herself, knowing that he would have some sort of fulfilling sexual experience. Humans were always trying to attach a sort of sentimental meaning to any first sexual encounter. She opened her mouth, ready to admit to an undying love for the boy when her mouth dried suddenly. As usual, her heart protested against the better judgment of her mind.
It wasn't that she really didn't love him. It wasn't even guilt that had completely stopped her. It was a sort of realization. She was certain that love hadn't brought her and Ichigo together at that time. They had only known each other a month or so. Love, as she had recently discovered, was something that wasn't a motion. It wasn't a mere kiss either however. But a kiss wasn't just something to ignore as well. Love felt like more of a growing passion, something to be learned. Ichigo was somebody that she could consider loving. She couldn't deny that she at least cared for him.
Rukia's pounding heart beat within the silent confines of the room pulled her from her thoughts. It was amazing that Ichigo hadn't heard it. She glanced at Ichigo's hand next to her head, noting his masculine fingers tensing at the pillow. She kissed his skin lightly before turning toward the anxious Ichigo.
"Of course it means something." Rukia laughed, tossing her hair lightly to her shoulders. She knew she had to continue, and fumbled from her mouth. "I just don't understand it right now."
Ichigo took a deep breath. He knew she had cared for him. He didn't know when he had realized it. Perhaps it was when he had opened that juice box for her? Whether it was love or not didn't seem particularly important to him at the moment. He just knew that he wanted to be with nobody else but her right now. He looked into her eyes one more time, admiring their misty, twilight navy color sparkling in the dim light.
Ichigo laughed then. "Neither do I."
It was at that moment that they both seemed to regain their heated desire. Rukia sense him above her, the longing inside her growing intensely. Ichigo repositioned himself at her entrance, making a quick glance at Rukia for conformation. He then thrust his hips forward into her, not even sure if she had nodded or not. He groaned instantly leaning forward into her shoulder. It was a sensation so foreign to him, yet it felt completely right. Rukia gasped loudly from his girth; he was much larger than she had expected. She tilted her head to her side, watching Ichigo pant from her tight, moist cavern.
She couldn't help but lean over a kiss his cheek. It was an odd gesture, something she wouldn't have done to any other partner. It was Ichigo though. He deserved it.
A soft smile spread over his features at that moment. However, it faded as soon as it had come when he began thrusting again. Rukia's back arched into his and he moaned in appreciation as her legs wrapped around his waist. She arched her hips upward and began crossing her legs across his back, quickening the pace.
This wasn't as slow as before. This dance was fast, needy, and continuous. Rukia moved her hips in synchronization with Ichigo causing him to move with more vigor. It was like some raging animal had snapped in him.
Ichigo could feel his body begin to warm from the movement. At first he figured it was friction, but it moved upward encasing his limbs and to his entire body. He arched his head back, feeling himself begin to stiffen, as if his body were freezing with this warmth.
It was like Rukia had never had sex before. She groaned enjoying every penetration, as if it were the first. It was odd that she felt the small twinge of pain with every enjoyable engrossing thrust. It wasn't until she noticed Ichigo slowing that she felt herself becoming spent as well. Her body numbed and her limbs began tingle. She grasped his chest, scratching his chest with her small nails. His breath hitched and he grasped her shoulders; his hips had stopped. Rukia arched her back into his, eliciting a large, drawn groan from Ichigo. He wanted to wait till she went.
Rukia could feel herself fall at that moment, her cobalt orbs, widened, and the reaction caused her nails to dig into his forearm. She cried incredibly, almost in pain. Her walls clenched around him, causing him to fall over the edge with her. They cried into the night in unison.
Ichigo gasped, feeling his essence fill her as he pulsated within her walls. He paused slightly before pulling himself from her. His strength was depleted, causing him to fall to her side, panting for breath. He glanced over to his partner, her chest rising quickly with him, as she inhaled and exhaled.
They remained that way for a couple moments. They both stared upward, their vision still blurred from the surge of pleasure that had racked their bodies. Rukia was the first to stir. She moved over to Ichigo, brushing his amber bangs from his sweaty brow. She couldn't help but admire him while doing so. He truly was handsome. She jumped backwards weakly when he opened one of his eyes. Ichigo looked toward the source of the faint touch, smirking through his deep calming breaths. Her skin was so soft. Rukia couldn't help but smile back at the cocky grin.
"Did you like that?" Rukia giggled, watching as Ichigo sat up to grab a blanket that had fallen from the bed during the activities. The motion made her realize that it had gotten chilly.
Ichigo stopped and turned to her, his smile had faded and a serious demeanor had swept over his features. He leaned over again bearing a heavy glance into Rukia's features, almost scolding. She moved away slightly, uncertain of the reasons implicating this sudden assault.
"That was some 'form of greeting,' huh?" He gloated, ignoring her previous question.
She glared at him, her features hardening defensively. "I'm cancelling the subscription to that magazine, okay." She turned away, her arms crossing over her chest.
"Does that mean I was right?" He laughed, enjoying her defeat.
"I guess…but, it's such a shame…" She trailed, her grin widening as she watched Ichigo tilt his head to the side in confusion. "That magazine usually has an article discussing a position of the month. Too bad.."
Ichigo's eyebrows rose suddenly at the comment. "Stop it."
Rukia giggled, pushing Ichigo from his seated position. He sighed, his eyes dropping slightly from the now lying position. She could feel a rush of drowsy sensation start to come over her body at that moment. Sleep had finally come. Ichigo watched as she turned away from him onto her side. He grimaced. Without hesitation, almost by impulse, he found himself pulling her towards his chest. She squirmed slightly at first, but stopped, realizing he had pulled her back to his chest.
She turned over her shoulder slightly, chuckling and asked. "We're spooning?"
Ichigo nodded, his eyes were already doused with sleep. Rukia turned over, enjoying the warmth of his strong arms around herself. She could hear his breathing had deepened and softened. He was gone already.
But the breathing was all Rukia could hear. The room was quiet, finally. She couldn't hear herself bickering within the confines of her mind. She couldn't hear that annoying echo. It was quiet. She signed in content. Rukia could become accustomed to this.
Goodnight Ichigo…
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