Hornets Pt. 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon!
Several Weeks Later….
Squad 2: Captain's Training quarters
Soi-Fon punched the training dummy as hard as she could, trying to pretend it was Ichigo she was punching. She'd been ordered to withdraw back to the Soul Society to recuperate, letting Captain Hitsugaya take her place but something still felt wrong. She'd made sure that the poison's aphrodisiac effects were no longer in her system by Captain Unohana twice. But still…but still….
She just couldn't get Ichigo out of her head. His eyes which seemed to know exactly how her heart felt continued to haunt her dreams, leading to more vivid fantasies. She would wake up reaching for his warmth only to sigh in disappointment when she realized Ichigo was literally worlds away. Even after slapping herself silly her heart began to throb madly and her lower half began to get wet at the thought of being in his arms again.
"GODDAMMIT!" Soi-Fon screamed as she punched the dummy with all her might, not even bothering to use any form or technique, just pure force. She ignored the pain in her hands as she punched, feeling blood stain her hands but kept at it. She tried to imagine Ichigo as the one being punched but her mind just wouldn't allow it. Every time her fist was about to make contact the image changed to Omaeda or one of her fellow captains. She just couldn't imagine hitting Ichigo!
"Soi-Fon!"
"WHAT!" *punch* "IS" *punch* "WRONG" *punch* "WITH" *punch* "MEEEE!"
"Soi-Fon!"
She was too conflicted to hear whoever was talking, giving the dummy body blow after body blow. Panting and sweating profusely, she hauled back to knock the dummy's head off. "RAAAAAAAH!"
"SOI-FON! ENOUGH!"
When her hand was grabbed Soi-Fon spun around, wondering who would be foolish enough to try to interfere with her exercises, only to gasp when Yoruichi was revealed to be the one who stopped her. "That is enough, Soi-Fon!" the werecat admonished disapprovingly. She looked at her bleeding hands and scowled. "If you keep this up, you'll seriously damage your hands!"
"I…I…" Soi-Fon sputtered before looking away, ashamed at herself for being caught in such a distraught state. "Forgive me, Lady Yoruichi. I…I haven't been well…."
"That's clear to anyone. Even the other captains are noticing your self-destructive behavior." Still holding Soi-Fon's bleeding hands, Yoruichi guided her to a training bench and sat her down. "Wait here while I get medical supplies."
Soi-Fon obediently waited for several minutes, looking down at her injured hands and whimpering in pain. She hated being caught like this, first by Kisuke and now by Yoruichi. This day couldn't possibly get any worse for her, could it?
"You really did a number on yourself," Yoruichi sighed as she sat down with salves and bandages. Soi-Fon waited silently as Yoruichi treated her hands, staring at the ground like a punished ten-year old. "So what's the matter, Soi-Fon? You've been acting strange ever since you were attacked by that hollow. Is it because it got in that cheap shot that rattled you so?" she asked concerned for her student.
After taking a moment to compose herself Soi-Fon shook her head. "No, Lady Yoruichi. That's not it. It's…it's about Ichigo Kurosaki."
A small smile appeared on Yoruichi's face when she heard her admit her problem. She suspected that something had happened between them when she caught them cuddling together but decided to wait until one of them talked to give them some space. "What happened that night? What did Ichigo do to make you so riled up?"
Sighing, Soi-Fon explained about her actions while she was drugged by the poison. "I…I completely lost myself, Lady Yoruichi!" Soi-Fon admitted, shame dripping off of every word. "I begged him to take me like some cheap whore! And…and…."
"So did he take you?" Yoruichi asked with an eyebrow raised.
Soi-Fon shook her head. "That's the thing. He didn't! I practically opened my legs for him and he not only refused me but made me snap out of it!"
Yoruichi cocked her head confused. "So you're angry because he didn't take you while you were in a drug-induced heat?"
"Well…no…."
"Then you're angry because you think he found you not worth having sex with?"
"I…that's not it…."
"Then what's the problem?" Yoruichi asked, scooting closer. Soi-Fon's face turned red as she stared at the ground embarrassed. "Well, Soi-Fon?"
"Before I became like that…I was so cold but I didn't want his help. Instead of heeding my wishes he crawled into bed and kept me warm. I…I tried to tell him that I didn't need help but…" then Soi-Fon gave her mentor a word-for-word account of what transpired between her and Ichigo. By the time she was finished, Soi-Fon could feel her heart thumping again from the memory. "And now…now I can't get him out of my head! I dream about him! I see him every time I lie in bed! I try to force the feelings out of me but I just can't! I've checked and double-checked to make sure that the poison is out of me." Soi-Fon turned to her mentor with confused eyes. "Lady Yoruichi, what's wrong with me?"
When she looked at Yoruichi's face, she saw that the woman was looking at her with a knowing smile. "Soi-Fon, you've never had these emotions about anyone before, have you?"
Soi-Fon nodded. She didn't even feel this way about Yoruichi. Her feelings towards her were more of admiration. This…was different.
Smiling, Yoruichi closed her eyes and leaned back. "Ichigo has a really special knack for understanding people. I wouldn't say he's a mind reader but he can understand people in a way that you nor I ever will. When you told him that your responsibilities were greater than most, Ichigo could understand how you felt and empathize."
"Empathize? With me? How?"
Opening her eyes, Yoruichi patted her head. "Have you given any thought about Ichigo's life? He is a boy of two worlds. On him rests the responsibilities of a normal teenager and he is also burdened with the responsibility of protecting his friends and family from hollows and others who would do them harm. And he also takes it upon himself to aid his friends here in the Soul Society. And he's not even a grown man by his own world's standards. He bears all of that and is still a boy. As of right now, I can't think of any human with more responsibility than Ichigo."
Soi-Fon's eyes widened. She'd never really thought of it like that before. "I…"
"When he told you that, for the first time in your life you found a contemporary that you could relate to. And his show of compassion touched you in a way you've never really known. You've never had any interrelations with a man before, have you?"
Now Soi-Fon's face matched Ichigo's nickname in terms of redness. "N-no…."
A giggle escaped Yoruichi's lips as she ran her hand down Soi-Fon's cheek. "It's obvious to anyone, Soi-Fon. You've developed feelings for Ichigo."
"But…but…"Soi-Fon stammered at the realization that she was telling the truth. "But…that was one time! I…I shouldn't be in love with a boy after one act of compassion!"
Smiling, Yoruichi grabbed Soi-Fon's bandaged hands. "Just one act is all it takes, Soi-Fon. And besides, from what Kisuke's told me you seem to be quite enamored with Ichigo."
'I am going to rip that man limb from limb!' Soi-Fon seethed. But she decided that that was a slaughter for another day. Looking back up at Yoruichi her face became that of the girl she'd long since abandoned: that of the little girl asking for help. "What should I do?"
Thinking about it, Yoruichi came up with a simple solution. "Well, if you have feelings for Ichigo, the first thing you should do is acknowledge them by talking things over with the boy. I'll bring him here this afternoon so you can talk it out." Yoruichi stood up and pointed to Soi-Fon's quarters. "In the meantime, you should rest your hands."
Nodding, Soi-Fon stood up. "Yes, Lady Yoruichi…" she muttered as she headed for her bed, wondering what in the world she could possibly say to Ichigo….
An few hours later….
Ichigo's Room
Soi-Fon wasn't the only one conflicted. Ichigo lay on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. He couldn't stop thinking about the woman; she's seemed so strong, so levelheaded. And yet…
'She seems so lonely….' Ichigo thought.
When he had held her in his arms, she seemed to have let go all of the weight off her shoulders, as if she had been waiting for so very long for somebody to come along and help ease her suffering. He remembered how she told him of how when Yoruichi had left, she been forced to stand on her own two feet. To him, it seemed like she was waiting for all this time for a shoulder to lean on.
'I wonder how she's doing….'
"Hello there, Ichigo."
Ichigo sat up to see Yoruichi in her black cat form hop through the open window. "Yoruichi! What is it?"
"You can relax, Ichigo. Nothing's wrong." 'I think…' the cat thought before continuing. "Could you come with me to the Soul Society?"
"The Soul Society? Why?"
"Soi-Fon wants to have a word with you. She's a bit indisposed so she can't come over here so she asked me to come fetch you. You're not busy or anything, are you?"
Ichigo shook his head and got up, grabbing his combat pass. "No, I'll come."
'My, he was rather quick with the answer,' Yoruichi noted as Ichigo popped out of his human body. 'I guess Soi-Fon isn't the only one who's developed feelings from that night.'
Yoruichi quietly leapt out the window, closely followed by Ichigo, heading straight for Kisuke's Senkaimon gate….
Several Hours Later….
Squad 2
Ichigo followed the black cat as she led him down the hallway to the captain's quarters. He could feel the stares of everyone as they walked down the hallway and could hear their whispering. Most wondered what the substitute was doing in their squad while some were wondering why he was following a black cat, wondering if he was dumb. 'You know, I can hear you guys…' Ichigo seethed as he was led to a large door.
Yoruichi pointed a paw at the door. "In here. She's waiting for you inside."
The boy tried to suppress the blush but failed. "Yoruichi…what does she want me here for?"
"That's between you and her." And with that, Yoruichi sauntered off down the hallway, leaving Ichigo.
Shaking his head, Ichigo turned to the door and knocked. "Come in," came a voice from inside.
Opening the door, Ichigo walked into Soi-Fon's quarters. The captain herself was sitting on the floor, meditating. Ichigo saw that she was wearing her Stealth-Force outfit and felt his cheeks heat up. 'Does that outfit have to be so revealing?' he thought as he stared at her bare back. "Hi, Soi-Fon. You sent for me?"
"Yes." Soi-Fon slowly got up and turned to face Ichigo. She saw his gaze go straight to her bandaged hands and inwardly cursed, forgetting that she had injured them. "Don't worry about me," she quickly said, hiding her hands behind her back. "It was just a sparring accident…."
Ichigo wasn't convinced since she wasn't looking him in the eye but decided to let it go, though he was still concerned for her. "You asked me to come here?"
"I did." She sat down on her couch and gestured to the spot next to her. "Please, sit." As the boy sat down she took a deep breath and tried to get her rapid heartrate to slow down. "I asked you come here to talk to you about…about that night." Ichigo listened quietly as she continued. "Thank you."
"You don't need to thank me. You were injured and-"
"No. Not that." Soi-Fon took another deep breath and turned to face boy. Ichigo saw to his surprise that her cheeks were pink. "I wanted to thank you for…for not taking advantage of me. I acted like a shameless whore when I was poisoned. You could've easily have taken me and I wouldn't have stopped you. But…you didn't. I never really thought that much of you before but now…I thank you." She bowed her head in thanks.
Ichigo looked at the captain and he couldn't help but notice how close they were when she lifted her head up. 'Did she scoot closer without my knowing?' "Soi-Fon, it's alright. You don't need to thank me. I would never have taken advantage of you, drugged or not. I'm not like that."
"Yes…I can see that now. Any other man would've given in to the temptation. I know that…I'm not the easiest person to get along with and that a lesser man would've taken advantage of me out of spite but you didn't. So thank you for that. And for keeping me warm."
Silence filled the room for a moment before Ichigo smiled at the captain. "You're welcome, Captain Soi-Fon," he said, gaining a new appreciation for the woman.
Soi-Fon finally smiled. "Finally got you to address me properly, eh? Well, I guess for now you can just call me by my name if you'd like since you've been a good friend to me," she said, looking away. 'Wait…did I just call him a good friend?' she thought blushing.
'Did she just call me a good friend?' Ichigo thought blushing. He scooted just a little bit closer to Soi-Fon and saw that her face was red. "Soi-Fon, you okay? Are you sure that the poison is out of your system?"
"I've checked, double-checked and triple-checked. My body is normal. I just…" sighing, Soi-Fon turned to Ichigo and once again the boy saw something in her eyes: longing. "Can I ask something of you? Just for a moment?"
Slowly, Ichigo nodded. "Yes."
Soi-Fon could barely get the words out but she finally managed to find the courage. "Could you hold me? Like you did that night? Just for a moment?" she asked, her voice surprisingly small.
Ichigo didn't even hesitate. The small gap between them was closed when he wrapped his arms around Soi-Fon and pulled her to his chest. Soi-Fon let out a tiny sigh as she laid her head on Ichigo's shoulder, her nose pressing against his neck, breathing in his scent. Ichigo ran his hand down her back, feeling the warmth in her small body seep into his. Although it was supposed to be for a moment, neither one wanted to end the touching moment. "Soi-Fon…."
"Please…just…a little longer…" Soi-Fon whispered. "I've wanted this ever since the first time."
"Really?"
Ichigo turned his head to face hers, though both Soul Reapers faces turned pink when they realized they were just a few inches apart. "Yes…I could never stop thinking about what you did for me that night. Every night I woke up I reached for you in my bed. Ichigo…" she whispered as she reached behind Ichigo, placing her hand at the back of his head. "I called you here tonight because I want you."
The room suddenly felt very hot as Soi-Fon's lips neared Ichigo's. "Soi-Fon…are you sure?"
"Yes…" Soi-Fon breathed before lightly pressing her lips to Ichigo's. 'His lips are softer than I expected….' The embrace they shared became tighter as Soi-Fon pushed Ichigo against the couch, ending up lying on top of him as the kiss between them deepened. Ichigo's hand ran through her black hair, making her shiver from his touch as his free hand drifted up her bare back. As they pulled away they looked into each other's glazed eyes. "Ichigo, will you stay with me tonight?"
"I will…" Ichigo said before kissing Soi-Fon again. When he felt her hands slip through his loosened shihakusho he looked down and saw his obi on the floor. 'What the? When did she take that off?'
The Soul Reapers kissed again as Soi-Fon pulled his top opened. In response, Ichigo ran his hands up and down her smooth back, just like he did in Soi-Fon's fantasies, much to her delight. Leaning back, Soi-Fon pulled Ichigo's top off of him, revealing his broad, toned chest. Soi-Fon's breathing began to become ragged as she stared. 'This isn't a dream. This is real. I'm really on top of him.'
Ichigo stared at the woman straddling his lap and could no longer hold back when he saw the look in her eyes. His hands went to her white obi and pulled it off of her. Soi-Fon went the rest of the way and undid the tie to the top of her outfit, revealing her bare chest to him. "Soi-Fon…" Ichigo moaned as she lay down on top of him, her small petite breasts touching his chest. Soi-Fon gasped when his hands went to her ass, slipping through the folds of her hakama to feel her heated skin. "Mmmmh…" they both moaned as they kissed again.
Breaking the kiss, Soi-Fon got off of Ichigo, her hakama descending as gravity took hold of it, pooling at her legs. Ichigo's eyes stared at the girl's lower half, barely concealed by a pair of white panties. Her legs were slimmer than she expected and yet still enticing. Ichigo sat up and got off the couch as well, his own pants descending. Soi-Fon stared at the bulge in Ichigo's boxers, remembering her dreams. Ichigo pulled the woman into his embrace again and planted his hands firmly on her ass. Soi-Fon eagerly let Ichigo pick her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as they kissed once more, their tongues sloppily colliding against each other. "Ichigo…" Soi-Fon moaned as they separated, panting with want. "Take me over…to the bed…."
Nodding, Ichigo carried her over to her bed and laid her down on it. Wanting to see her fully he grabbed the hem of her panties, already soaked from her leaking juices and looked up at Soi-Fon as if asking for permission. Soi-Fon, knowing that the kindness her dream-Ichigo had carried over into reality, nodded and put her legs together, letting Ichigo slip them off. Soi-Fon's legs dangled off the edge of the bed as Ichigo stared at the small woman naked; making Soi-Fon's face became flushed in embarrassment as he stared at her pussy. Getting down on his knees, Ichigo spread Soi-Fon's legs and put his face in between them, softly massaging her smooth thighs.
"Mmmmh!" Soi-Fon moaned, biting down on a finger to try to control herself. She gasped when Ichigo's fingers spread her open and looked away in embarrassment. "Ichigo! Don't spread me open!" she cried out.
Chuckling, Ichigo ignored her and began to lick her dripping honeypot. He'd never tasted a woman before but the mere scent alone of Soi-Fon made Ichigo's head spin, let alone her taste. Like a bug to sap, Ichigo greedily licked her pink lips before diving deep into the captain. Soi-Fon put her hands on Ichigo's head and arched her back, throwing her head back onto the pillow as Ichigo licked her pussy. She could hear the slurping sounds Ichigo was making and it made what they were doing feel even more naughty, a feeling that turned Soi-Fon on even more. When his tongue flicked her clit Soi-Fon curled her toes and dug her fingers into Ichigo's scalp. Ichigo didn't mind; if anything it spurred him on, knowing that he was pleasing the woman. "Ah! Ichigo! Don't stop!" Soi-Fon cried out as he slid a finger inside her. "DON'T STOP!" When Ichigo's thumb rubbed against her clit, the aroused Soi-Fon couldn't stop the tide inside her anymore. "AHHHHHH!" she shouted as she came. Ichigo was surprised when she gushed but quickly drank her love juices, his hands going to her sides and massaging them as she climaxed. "Mmmmmmh!"
Wiping his mouth clean, Ichigo stood up and pulled down his boxers. When the dazed Soi-Fon saw how big Ichigo was she began to finger herself. "Ichigo…come here…" she beckoned with a finger. She crawled backward until she was at the center of the bed and smiled at Ichigo as he crawled on top of her. Remembering her dream, Soi-Fon stared up at Ichigo with lustful eyes. "Ichigo…do…do you want me?"
Nodding, Ichigo kissed her cheek. "Yes, I want you, Soi-Fon."
Spreading her legs, Soi-Fon reached beneath Ichigo and palmed his cock, "Then take me, Ichigo. Tonight…" she felt a bit dizzy at saying the words. "I'm yours."
Ichigo lined his cock up with Soi-Fon's pussy and, figuring that Soi-Fon had never been with a man before for obvious reasons, pushed in as slowly as he could. Soi-Fon threw her head back and cried out as Ichigo filled her, stretching her to her pussy's limit. "Ahhhhh…" she moaned as Ichigo pushed into her. "Ichigo…you're so big…" Soi-Fon groaned, her eyes squeezing shut.
Ichigo saw the look of pain on her face and stopped. "Soi-Fon, are you ok? Do you want me to stop?" he asked, concerned.
Soi-Fon shook her head. "No… I just need a moment," she said softly. Nodding, Ichigo waited for her to get adjusted to his girth. Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at Ichigo. "Move…" she said, her voice barely a whisper. Ichigo pushed in as far as he could go, her small size not allowing him to put all of him into her. When he pulled out, he gasped at the feel of her pussy trying to suck him back in. In and out, Ichigo slid into her. With each thrust into her he began to move a little faster. "Ichigooooo…" she moaned her arms wrapping around his neck.
The bed began to creak as Ichigo's thrusts began to get more erratic, the boy becoming used to her pussy's warm wetness. "Ah! Soi-Fon! Soi-Fon!" Ichigo moaned.
Soi-Fon's eyes rolled into the back of her head. 'This is better than my dreams! I…I love this!' she thought as she arched her back. "Ichigo! Ichigo!" she shouted.
Feeling her tense up, Ichigo fucked her as hard as he could, lost in his own released lust. Soi-Fon had opened up something inside him and it could no longer be held back. "Soi-Fon!" he gasped as her walls suddenly tightened around his cock.
"Wait!"
Ichigo stared down at Soi-Fon, who put a hand on his chest, stopping him. "What's wrong?" He was worried he might've done something wrong.
Soi-Fon smiled at Ichigo, amused by his reaction. "No, nothing's wrong. Let's just trade positions. You're sort of heavy."
Blushing, Ichigo pulled out of Soi-Fon, though part of him wished he was still buried inside her moist cavern. His blush brightened when she sat up and turned around, getting on her hands and knees, pointing her shapely ass in front of Ichigo. Reaching beneath her, she spread her lips with her fingers. "Take me like this. Kitty-style."
"Kitty-style? Don't you mean doggy-style?"
Soi-Fon gave a small laugh again. "I was trained by Lady Yoruichi, remember?"
Smiling, Ichigo mounted Soi-Fon and put his sword back into her sheath. "Ahhhh…" Soi-Fon groaned as she felt Ichigo reenter her pussy, as if her body was welcoming Ichigo home.
The sound of the bed creaking was replaced by the lewd sound of Ichigo's hips smacking against Soi-Fon's ass. Ichigo kept a tight hold on Soi-Fon's waist, watching as her elegant back began to glisten with sweat. Soi-Fon moaned like a slut as Ichigo pounded her pussy, her mind blanking out from all the pleasure it was being bombarded with. "Soi-Fon…" Ichigo moaned as his hips started to move out of control. His virgin inexperience was starting to get the best of him and he could feel his sac start to tighten up. "I'm…I'm gonna…" he choked out.
Soi-Fon threw her head back and cried out in pleasure. Ichigo was rubbing against all her sensitive spots and it was making the coil inside Soi-Fon about to come undone. "Ichigo! I'm about to cum! I'm…I'm gonna cum!"
As if he was possessed by his inner hollow, Ichigo pressed himself against Soi-Fon's back, pushing her down onto the mattress, unable to move as Ichigo's cock tamed her. "SOI…FON!" Ichigo grunted as he felt a hot roaring sensation sweep over him. "SOI-FON!" His vision blurred as he experienced the most intense orgasm of his life, releasing deep inside Soi-Fon.
"ICHIGOOOOO!" Soi-Fon slurred as she came, her plugged cunt gushing her love juices while she felt her pussy get creampied. "Ichigooooo…" she slurred again, her voice weak from the pleasure. She could feel Ichigo's heat fill her, her body marked by the boy. It was alright for Ichigo to cum inside her though, since as a member of the Stealth Force she took contraceptives in the event she was captured by any enemy who had a lot more on their mind than just killing.
As they experienced absolute bliss together Ichigo lay on his side, taking Soi-Fon with him. The two lay there on the bed panting while enjoying the feel of each other pressed together. Soi-Fon let out a husky moan as Ichigo pulled out of her, feeling his hot cum begin to leak out of her. Rolling to face Ichigo, Soi-Fon buried her head in his chest. "Ichigo…"
She didn't need to ask what she wanted. Ichigo grabbed the covers and pulled it over them, wrapping Soi-Fon in his embrace. Soi-Fon snuggled into Ichigo's warmth, burying her face into his chest as he ran a hand up her back. "Mmmmh…" she moaned before looking up, exhausted. "Good night…Ichigo."
Ichigo's response was a tender, soft kiss to her parted lips. "Good night…Soi-Fon."
The two Soul Reapers quietly fell asleep in each other's arms, completely at peace with each other….
To be continued….
