Chapter 2: Imaginations
IchigoXSoi-Fon
Warning: Lemon!
Twelve hours later….
Urahara Shop: Soi-Fon's Room
Soi-Fon lay on the futon in a pool of sweat, her body going from freezing to hot. After spending six hours sleeping in Ichigo's embrace, Yoruichi returned with the badly-needed antidote. She was surprised to see her former protégé snuggling with Ichigo, taking pleasure in teasing them both when she woke them up but Soi-Fon's embarrassment ended quickly when she administered the antidote. Ichigo promptly left afterward after Yoruichi relieved him of his responsibility to look after her so he could rest at his home. Soi-Fon merely grunted a small thank you to the boy before he left.
But now that the antidote was administered, all Soi-Fon could do now was wait for the effects of the poison to leave her body, however it was taking its sweet time doing so. Her body had stopped shaking from feeling cold and started to burn up from unending heat. Yoruichi had left to go grab more ice for her fever but in the process had left Soi-Fon alone in the shop.
Even though the antidote's effects had saved her life from any impending harm, the aphrodisiac still lingered in her system and she panted with want. Throwing off the covers, she shambled over to the window and opened it, letting the cool night air enter the room. But it still wasn't enough for the drugged captain.
She still felt so hot….
Lying back on the futon she looked down at her sweaty body and then to the spot where Ichigo had laid, reaching out to it. A slight groan escaped her lips when she felt how cold it was, Ichigo's warmth already gone from the bed. "Ichigo…" she whispered, her heated mind giving in to the dark impulses that she'd managed to suppress when she laid in Ichigo's warm arms. 'I've never felt like this before…he looked at me so kindly…it was…nice…' Taking deep breaths she closed her eyes and tried to calm herself but to no avail. When she opened them again her irises were pink once more, the aphrodisiac effect not halting despite the antidote's effectiveness.
Looking around she listened for anybody nearby and heard nothing throughout the shop. Feeling her clothes stick to her sweaty body, Soi-Fon sat up and quickly got naked, throwing her sweaty clothing to the side of the bed. The only clothing she still had was the bandages covering her wound. Closing her eyes, she pictured the boy still in her bed, imagining what might've happened if the boy hadn't spurned her advances, her hand slowly traveling down her body….
"Ichigo…" Soi-Fon panted as she laid on top of Ichigo, the two Soul Reapers inching closer to each other. "I need you inside me. Please take me…" Soi-Fon whispered, feeling the substitute's heat slither into her cold, freezing body.
Ichigo, knowing what the captain wanted, rolled over until he was the one on top. "Yes…"
Their hands joined as Ichigo pressed his lips against hers. Soi-Fon wanted to squeal like a cheerleader as she felt the warmth of his lips press against hers. His lips felt better than anything she'd ever imagined, even Yoruichi couldn't compare to this. Ichigo pulled back and sat down on the futon, pulling Soi-Fon into his lap. As the bandaged Soi-Fon cooed in want, Ichigo ran his hand softly up her back, his fingers delicately tracing her spine. "Ahhhh…" Soi-Fon moaned, her head rolling back. Reaching her neck, Ichigo wrapped his hand around the back and his free arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her close until she was pressed against his chest. Once again Ichigo kissed Soi-Fon, this time much more deeply and passionately. The small captain shivered as he ran his fingers through her black hair. Soi-Fon grasped Ichigo's shoulders, feeling the powerful muscles beneath the warm skin.
As Ichigo's tongue begged entrance into her mouth, his hands went to the rest of Soi-Fon. Her top had been removed already, her front covered in bandages. Before removing them Ichigo pulled away from the kiss, that same look of concern in his eyes. "May I?" he asked with much care. Soi-Fon's cheeks turned pink from the touching gesture. Nodding, she leaned back and let Ichigo remove her bandages just enough to expose her small, perky breasts. Sliding his hands under her hakama, Ichigo leaned down and licked one of her pink nipples. Soi-Fon gasped as the hot tongue met her cold skin, almost bringing her body back to life with its wet warmth. Her head rolled backwards again and her eyes fluttered shut as Ichigo gave her chest tender ministrations. She could feel Ichigo's mouth engulf her small nipple, teeth gently tenderizing her soft skin while his hands cupped her bottom and squeezed. It was like every part of her was craving this boy. As Ichigo switched to the neglected nipple her small lips let out another coo from the hot sensation that was smothering her chest. "Ichigo…" she breathed. The boy merely moaned in acknowledgement, his sucking increasing as she ran her hands through his orange hair. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she buried her face into his hair and breathed in his scent. His scent soon became a narcotic to her, the captain losing herself to every part of the boy. Her vison was spinning. It wasn't' until her sense of vertigo kicked in that she realized that Ichigo was laying her back onto the futon.
Soi-Fon lay there, panting like a bitch in heat, as Ichigo shook off his loose shihakusho. Now Soi-Fon's cheeks turned red as more blood rushed to her face. She had seen muscular men before but Ichigo's muscled, yet toned body made her rub her legs together in anticipation and need. Continuing to smile warmly down at Soi-Fon, Ichigo leaned forward and kissed her lightly again, his lips working their way down her slim body. Soi-Fon writhed beneath the boy as he kissed her jaw, her neck, her breasts, her belly, all the while trailing his hands down her sides sensually. Reaching her hakama, Ichigo gripped the hem and pulled it away, not even needing to ask permission this time. Now naked, Soi-Fon looked away from the boy's admiring eyes in embarrassment as he looked upon her in all her glory. Ichigo chuckled before patting her cheek, turning her head to face him. Soi-Fon moaned into Ichigo's kiss as he lay on top of her, her hands running across his tanned back. Ichigo closed his eyes at the woman's touch, feeling the woman memorize every angle and line in his back with her fingers as is plotting out a roadmap. As Soi-Fon's legs wrapped around his waist Ichigo began to slowly and gently grind his body against hers, their sweaty bodies becoming more intimately connected. Their tongues became entangled from the desire they were feeling from each other. That need for Ichigo burned in Soi-Fon's heart and it spread through her like wildfire when she felt something long and VERY hard rub against her moist womanhood. Ichigo let Soi-Fon swallow a low groan as she reached below him to palm his clothed bulge.
"You're so hard…" Soi-Fon gasped as they pulled away for air. Ichigo sat down as Soi-Fon pushed herself up, her hands shaking as she undid the knot to Ichigo's obi. The boy lifted himself up when Soi-Fon pulled on his hakama, letting her remove the garment. "Oh my god…" Soi-Fon moaned when she saw Ichigo's cock stand at attention. "It's so big..." She leaned down until it was in front of her face. She could smell Ichigo's musk and while in normal circumstances she would've been disgusted to smell a man's scent Ichigo made her head start to fog up. She couldn't think straight as she opened her mouth, her tongue coming out to play.
"Soi-Fon…" Ichigo whispered as the naked captain gave the shaft of his cock a long lick. Soi-Fon purred at the boy's taste. She'd no idea that a man could taste so good. Ichigo ran a hand through her sweaty black hair as she slowly licked her way up his long shaft. "That feels…" he couldn't even say how good her tongue felt, too lost in the blinding heat. Soi-Fon reached the tip and ran her tongue across his thick head, earning another moan from Ichigo. Emboldened she wrapped her lips around it and began to suck the boy off. She tried to take it as deep as she could go but inexperienced as she was and as big as Ichigo's cock was that was too much of a challenge. Soi-Fon couldn't suppress her gag reflex so she tried another tactic. Ichigo looked down at Soi-Fon as she turned her head while sucking him off, the tip of his cock poking through her cheek with each bob. Leaning forward, Ichigo reached and grabbed Soi-Fon's small, tender ass and squeezed her cheeks, making Soi-Fon groan into the huge cock in her mouth.
Unable to bear the craving inside her, Soi-Fon took her head away from Ichigo's cock and crawled away from Ichigo a few feet, spreading her legs wide. "Ichigo…say you want me…" she begged, her pussy wet from the anticipation.
Ichigo crawled his way over to her until he was between her legs, rubbing his cock against her stomach, staining it with pre-cum. "I want you, Soi-Fon. I want to take you right now," he whispered, making Soi-Fon's heart start to thump in her chest.
Spreading her legs as wide as she could she reached down and spread her lips. "Please, Ichigo. Take me right now! I need you inside me!" she pleaded, no longer ashamed that she was begging like a cheap courtesan. All she wanted was to feel Ichigo inside her.
Gripping her waist, Ichigo positioned his cock in front of her dripping folds and began to push into her as slowly and painlessly as possible. Soi-Fon was touched by the gesture, but Ichigo's huge girth made it nearly impossible for her to adjust to, no matter how wet she was. Ichigo closed his eyes as his manhood was engulfed by her wet pussy, her hot walls embracing him as he pushed into her inch by inch. Soi-Fon clawed at the futon as she felt Ichigos' thickness stretch her walls to their limit. She'd never been with a man before and no doubt she'd never be able to feel pleasure from any man other than Ichigo anymore; but that was ok to her….
"Guhhh…" Soi-Fon groaned from feeling Ichigo bury himself into her core, feeling like her body was willingly submitting before this boy. "You're so big! I…I feel…" Ichigo silenced the moaning captain with a kiss, her arms wrapping around his chest as he bottomed out her womanhood. Soi-Fon clenched her teeth as she tried to adjust to the huge cock inside her and took deep breaths.
Ichigo could see that Soi-Fon was in pain and frowned out of concern. "Soi-Fon," he murmured, caressing her cheek softly. "Are you ok? Do you want me to stop?" he asked when she tensed up around him.
Panting, Soi-Fon gently grabbed his hand and squeezed. "It's…it's fine. You can move now," she said before kissing him again. "Mmmmh…" both soul reapers moaned as Ichigo slowly pulled out. Both Ichigo and Soi-Fon gasped from the sensation, Ichigo felt her walls trying to keep him inside her and Soi-Fon feeling the ache again as her pussy was emptied. "Take me, Ichigo. I'm yours."
Ichigo's rhythm was slow at first. Each thrust into Soi-Fon made both soul reapers moan uncontrollably as Ichigo slid into her. The strong thrusts made Soi-Fon's small body shake with each pump into her, her small breasts bouncing slightly. Ichigo closed his eyes as he embraced her tight heat, having never experienced the pleasure of a woman's body before. Soi-Fon's hands left Ichigo's neck to grab his own hands, their fingers entwining as they continued to have sex. "Soi-Fon…Soi-Fon…" Ichigo kept muttering, her name becoming his personal mantra as he gave this woman what she wanted.
"Ah! Ah! Oh!" went Soi-Fon with each thrust. She could feel pure, blissful pleasure with each slow thrusts, each one making her crave for the next. She'd never felt this good before; nothing in her life even compared to this feeling. "Yes…Ichigo…faster…deeper…harder!" she began to plead, the slow pace beginning to take its toll on her rationale.
As she requested, Ichigo slid in and out of Soi-Fon faster. "Soi-Fon!" Ichigo grunted as he fucked the captain into the futon. His hips slapped against hers as he pumped his cock into her at a fast pace, watching the woman's body shake in ecstasy each time he thrust into her. "You're so tight! Your pussy feels so good!" he moaned.
Hearing Ichigo talk dirty turned on Soi-Fon more than she ever thought. As Ichigo gripped her waist she arched her back, her nails digging into the futon beneath her as her sweaty body was pleasured in the most intimate of ways. "Don't stop! Please don't stop!" Soi-Fon cried out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as Ichigo rubbed against her G-spot. "Yes! YES!"
Ichigo must've been close, obviously since he was a virgin, because he began to quicken his pace, his cock pounding away at her womanhood. "Fuck…" he groaned, his balls tightening up. "Soi-Fon, I'm about to cum!"
"Do it…" Soi-Fon moaned, reaching down to rub her hardened clit. "Cum inside me." She didn't care about any consequeneces. She wanted to feel Ichigo's burning hot cum inside her.
"SOI-FON!" Ichigo shouted as he came, releasing his essence inside the captain.
"YES! YESSSS!" Soi-Fon screamed as she came, her juices gushing all over the futon as she felt the heat of Ichigo's cum fill her.
"YES! YESSSS!" Soi-Fon screamed as she came, her juices gushing all over the futon as she plunged three fingers into her dripping cunt, her back arching as she got herself off with her lewd fantasy. "Ichigo! ICHIGO!"
Soi-Fon collapsed onto the futon panting, her body covered in more sweat. Still, she'd been able to get that burning ache inside her to die down a little and for that she was glad. "Damn…that was…that…was…." Words failed her when she saw what was in front of her….
Kisuke Urahara merely stared in shock at the naked Soi-Fon, having to hide his face behind his fan to keep the dirty grin on his face from being revealed. "Sooooo…" he said after taking a moment to compose himself. "You do realize who has to clean that futon, right?"
Soi-Fon stared in horror that was quickly replaced by anger. "Get…get out!" she said, grabbing the sheets to cover herself. Bad enough she'd gotten caught playing with herself but by her mortal nemesis no less.
"You uh…you want me to call Ichigo over here for you?" Kisuke asked.
Soi-Fon's eyes literally had fire glowing inside them as she gave Kisuke a death glare of doom. "GET…OUT! NOW!"
"Okay! Okay!" Kisuke said, quickly making himself scarce before Soi-Fon ripped him limb form limb.
Panting, Soi-Fon merely lay back on the bed and threw the covers over her, fever be damned. Feeling exhaustion begin to take her, Soi-Fon closed her eyes. "Ichigo…" she muttered as she fell asleep, wishing that she was in his warm arms once more….