AN: So here's part two. More character interaction, lime, fluff :D, and a super long lemon! This was 16 pages in word so pretty much 2 chapters in one. To think I would've had part 1 in this too o.O that would've been horrible. Oh and the lemon is mainly Ichigo POV since.. idk just felt like doing mainly one POV for that. I think Rukia's would have been much, much longer because of the effects of the aphrodisiac. Don't get me started on how long it would be if I balanced their POVs.
Anyways, I hope I explained the characters more, they're IC enough, and the lemon is to your guys' standards. If not I'm open to critiques and guidance if I can see where you're coming from.
Without futher ado, (this chapter has enough words as it is, my AN is not helping)
Damare - shut up/ stop talking
When they got there Ran waved good bye with her usual 'Ta-ta' and blowed a kiss. Rukia rolled her eyes at her friends antics while grinning and walked into her class taught by a man named Mayuri Kurotsuchi. A very creepy looking, pretentious man whose daughter, Nemu Kurotsuchi, helped assist the class.
Rukia walked towards her seat still hot and bothered but smiling at anyone who greeted her. This classroom was one of the many science rooms in the Academy except still not part of the science wing that the Seniors attended. There was also an Art and Engineering wing on campus too, but again only the seniors had classes there.
The science room Rukia was in had large windows lining the left wall and lab tables facing the front of the room that sat usually two people, along with expensive tablets the students could use in front of each chair. The room had every piece of lab equipment a teacher graduating from Harvard could want. Kurotsuchi-sensei had those accolades and more so obviously the room wasn't up to his standards. The eccentric man complained about this every chance he got.
Rukia bit her lip as she sat down in her stool, being sure to flip her skirt under her so that the cold seat wouldn't affect her as much as she presumed. She closed her eyes taking a couple deep breaths to calm herself down. When it seemed she was fine enough to go through the period her ears piqued to coughs next to her. Turning quickly almost at the cost of breaking her neck, she saw Toshiro Hitsugaya, his eyebrow arched in an amused way.
"Are you okay?" Toshiro chuckled slightly. They always sat next to each other in Chemistry because of the seating arrangement - with no complaints from himself - so to see her eyes bugging out and her mouth slightly agape in surprise was an interesting reaction.
"Um.. sorry!" Rukia squeaked. 'What the hell Rukia? You're squeaking now?!' "Just a little distracted.." She said her voice gradually going back to its rich feminine sound.
Toshiro nodded slightly but decided not to ask further, he wasn't the type to pry, like herself.
He was still puzzled by her nonetheless, her thighs were rubbing together promiscuously, hiking up her already short skirt and she seemed a lot more fidgety than her normal confident self. She acted like she was sitting on needles.
"So..uh, why are you blushing?" Rukia's eyes widened and her face darkened even more in what was probably embarrassment as she moved her gaze. "Are you not feeling well?" Toshiro was concerned now, besides liking her, she was one of his friends, it was his responsibility to help her out with something like feeling unwell. He would have to tell sensei and send her to the infirmary.
First Renji now Toshiro, did she really look sick? "N-no! I'm fine." The bell rung before she could elaborate and the petite girl sighed slightly in relief.
Now that was weird to Toshiro.
Rukia took out her chappy notebook and pen set and began taking notes as the teacher began. Toshiro never took notes thanks to his photographic memory, so instead he would throw glances at the small girl next to him when the teacher went on his usual crazed tangents. As he observed her now, he noticed that she kept shifting in her seat and would tighten her eyes closed every once in a while as if in pain. He swore he even heard a slight, very erotic, whimper coming from her that had his eyebrows to his hairline and a slight bulge in his pants. 'What the hell was wrong with her?!'
Rukia on the other hand was about ready to just pull out the first cock she could find! This was literally the most distressed she'd ever felt in her life! Her panties were flooded and she was hoping Toshiro couldn't hear any of the noises that somehow slipped out of her mouth. She'd never been this embarrassed before! One minute the arousal would be ignorable, the next she felt she could lose all conscience of herself and do something she'd really regret. Whoever, if anyone - which she was betting on at this point, did this to her, they would wish they were dead by the time she was through with them. Rukia glared heatedly at her notes, applying unnecessary amounts of pressure on her pen.
Toshiro could feel the murderous aura she randomly started to emit and cringed in his seat. A few people around them started to take notice too and stared at the vehement girl weirdly.
"-So that's how the molecular space continuum was made.." Kurotsuchi-sensei turned around to face his class after writing the formula on the board. He rolled his eyes realizing that most of his students' attention was deterred to a dark-haired student in one of the front desks. What was her name again? Kuro-something... He never took time to remember his students names because they were all imbeciles.
"Nemu, what's that girl over there's name?" He might as well ask imbecile number one. The man's daughter was dressed in a tight form-fitting pencil skirt, crisp white shirt under a black vest and black framed glasses, while he typically went for the lazy suit and long white lab coat. She looked studious but it was all for show, she might as well been wearing an 'I'm a Doofus' shirt and he'd still believe she had the same intelligence level of a newt.
"Mayuri-sama, that's Rukia Kurosaki, one of your top students." Not at all bothered by the disgusted glare her father gave her.
"Hmm.." He turned towards the furiously writing girl. "Kurosaki-san, may I ask why you are distracting the class?" Annoyance deep in his voice.
Toshiro saw Rukia freeze, her grip on the pen loosening a bit. Almost instantly she shot up, her back straight and a radiant smile on her face that from what she was doing previously had Toshiro realize it was fake. Her voice even seemed to get a little... preppier? Her aura continued to stay murderous though...
"Sorry Kurotsuchi-sensei, I didn't realize I was distracting from your teaching. It was very interesting, your demonstration and explanation of continuum molecular simulation of large conformational changes during ion–channel gating was very enlightening."
Everyone's eyebrows in the class rose to new heights even Kurotsuchi-sensei's eyebrow rose in approval while Nemu only let a small smirk break her usual emotionless visage.
A cough broke his surprise and without a word Kurotsuchi-sensei turned back to the board and continued on with his teaching, but not without leaving word to the rest of the class. "I hope you bunch of misfits understood what she said because you will have to write an essay on the mechanics of it. Molecular vs. Continuum." He concluded with a sadistic chuckle after he heard grunts and groans.
Toshiro was still surprised not just from Rukia's quick answer but her quick change in attitude. After Kurotsuchi-sensei turned away his attention, she was back to looking like she were writing names in a Death Note.
In Rukia's next class she felt the same. Luckily she didn't have it with any of her friends so no one would have direct contact with her.
When she walked to the class, people would brush past her in the hallway forcing her to clamp her teeth down on her lip to hold in a moan. Her eyes were misting over and she could taste the metallic bitterness of her blood. She needed release and she knew she needed it soon.
Kami must have been merciful - to an extent - because since she had World History, all she had to do was sit and take notes. No moving, no student to student interaction.
She could ignore the tightening in her muscles for the most part throughout the whole class. The teacher Shunsui Kyoraku even let them out 5 minutes earlier thanks to his hangover that he nursed with a suspicious looking coffee cup that made his breath smell of sake. His tranquil smile helped aid him and reassuring his students that they could be let out of class early.
Rukia didn't mind, she was actually grateful. It was best if she went to the restroom one more time to calm herself before she faced her brother. She couldn't skip lunch again or else Ran would go on a hunt for her again and sadly, she was running out of excuses.
Rukia threw cold water on her face again and tried blowing the long strand of hair in between her brows out of her face. The stubborn bang just went back like always. Rukia huffed and pinched her face, suddenly feeling very irritated. She wasn't one to give up but she honestly didn't know what to do with herself. Her already crumbling pride would be on its hinges if she even showed a small sign of weakness. Her pride was more of the reason why she didn't go looking for help, more so than having to explain exactly what's wrong with her and the possible connections to it, a.k.a her brother. She could lie her way through the gates of heaven if she wanted, she prided herself on acting abilities almost as much as she did for her vast chappy collection. It didn't make her happy to lie though and she always felt an awful pang of guilt, but telling the truth was usually out of the question.
If anyone had to stay strong it was her, for her family's sake.
Rukia sighed and frowned, she wished she could be home rewatching the new episode of Chappy. The new episodes always premiered and played during school, didn't they know teenagers loved Chappy too?! When they were young and able to watch the new episodes at home, Rukia would force Ichigo to watch with her. She with a huge grin on her small pudgy face and he with a poor scowl, not yet mastered to perfection like it was today. They would argue for the remote but he could never win a battle with his little sister who mastered the puppy dog look! That or he adored her too much.
The memory made her giggle. Thoughts of Ichigo always made her happy no matter how negative her mood was.
Rukia walked out of the bathroom feeling better than she had all day. Her stomach twisted but it barely bothered her now as she continued to giggle at thoughts of her brother from when they grew up. Her memory currently on the time that he tried helping her and Okaa-san make brownies, and got flour all over himself when he reached too far for the eggs. He started crying and while Rukia was scolding him for being a baby, Masaki poured flour on Rukia with a motherly grin on her face. Icihgo stopped crying to laugh at his sister while she started crying herself. Masaki just kissed both of their cheeks and poured flour on herself, making them all burst out laughing.
Or when-
"What are you giggling for?" Rukia's eyes widened, she must've sounded like a deranged lunatic giggling to herself like that in the hall.
Ichigo stood in the middle of the hallway as girls walked by whispering and blushing up at him. He paid them no mind as he looked down at his sister. Her violet-sapphire eyes looking up to his. When their eyes met, a minute passed until Rukia burst out laughing uncontrollably. She held onto her sides with one hand while the other covered her mouth to muffle her giggles. Tears sprung up in her eyes and each time she glanced at his increasingly irritated face, she would laugh harder.
That definitely wasn't the reaction he was expecting.
Icihgo's scowl was at 100% by the time she finally calmed down, wiping a tear from her eye with a content sigh. Ichigo was about to turn away from her and stalk off when she finally spoke up.
"Oh don't be a sour puss Ichigo. I was just remembering something from back when we were kids." She said with a smirk, her voice warm with mirth. Ichigo's eyebrow raised.
"It was something embarrassing of me wasn't it?" Rukia shrugged coyly, her smirk still in place as she started walking to the roof for lunch. She glanced back once to coo, "You definitely wouldn't want me to tell any of your fangirls about it." Her grin was fox-like as she turned back and continued to walk away.
"Hey! I'm not done talking to you!" The two seemed to forget all about their problems as they continued up the stairs doing some much needed bickering. It had been so long since they were able to talk to each other comfortably like this. Being near Ichigo made Rukia's body ache but their stupid little arguments and remarks helped distract her on their walk.
"Just stop talking Ichigo! You know Chappy is a Japanese icon! He's known and revered to all!" She yelled stubbornly with her arms crossed.
"Really?" His voice deepened sarcastically. "I must be lucky then because I don't see it."
"Well that's because you're a fool." She said back, sticking out her tongue. Ichigo's eyebrow twitched and the pulse in his temple started to show.
"Why you-!"
"Oh look who finally made it." Tatsuki said, her arms crossed across her chest. The first thing Ichigo and Rukia realized when they looked up was the contrasting brightness, having not noticed they had walked outside thanks to their arguing. They both raised their arms to block off the suns rays as their usual group of friends sat or stood, talking or eating their bento.
The whole gang was there except Ulquiorra as usual, Kaien, and Mizuiro. From left to right, Chad stood up against the fence that kept them from falling over the building, Ishida stood next to him, Orihime sat next to him with Tatsuki by her side along with some of their girl friends that Ichigo didn't know the names to. Nel and Ran where busy picking on Toshiro to glance up at Ichigo and Rukia's arrival. Keigo was fighting with a red-headed girl named Chizuro over some more than likely perverted crap, and Grimmjow, Shuuhei, and Renji were fighting with each other over some food.
Why was he not surprised.
Ichigo said his hellos to his friends as did Rukia, and sighed as he sat down in his usual spot with his back against the fence trying to block out his friends loud chatter. They were acting weirdly, usually they would all sit in a huge shape that resembled a circle and talk to each other. Instead they all seemed to lean away from him and Rukia, well except for Renji, Shuuhei, and Grimmjow. They were just fighting over food like usual.
Rukia sat down next to him like always, except this time much more cautiously. From her actions, he could tell she started remembering her dilemma. She even scooted a farther distance away from him after a few seconds of contemplation.
Ichigo chuckled lowly glancing over at his sister and openly studying her for the first time in weeks. Rukia sat on her legs with her back straight, breathing deeply with each movement from obvious discomfort. She took out her bento and regular juicebox to pout at the square reciprocal, then glared at it as if she were blaming it for something.
Ichigo sighed with a mocking roll of his eyes. He then offered his hand lazily with a cocky knowing smirk. Rukia rolled her eyes but handed him the juice box anyway. She tried being stubborn about it before but she always ended up needing his help in the end. There was no point denying it at this point.
"At least you're useful for something." She mocked, her nose angled to the air.
He chose to ignore that, "Why is this always a problem for you?" Their hands touched once he took the box out of her hand and held onto her own longer than he should. The look in his brown eyes was less cocky and instead filled with warmth and need. Rukia's eyes widened. She quickly looked away and stared at the ground with a deep flush. She didn't want to admit what she saw in his stare. A feeling she never denied herself for having towards him. A word that had the potential to make her give up.
Ichigo noticed her change and his face saddened a bit. He turned away from her to stare longingly at the sky and slouched over his knees with a sigh. He ran his long fingers through is unruly hair and sat up a bit to poke the small straw into the hole of her juice box.
"Rukia we need to talk." He didn't look to her but he knew she nodded.
Ichigo was mad at himself for letting his emotions slip while Rukia seemed more dejected than ever. 'What better way to improve that than being a cocky ass?' He thought darkly.
Rukia's heart was fluttering as her confusion ate at her resolve. She frowned, 'What did his look mean? Do I even want to know?'
Ichigo flicked her head, coincidentally knocking the petite girl to her side. It was a good thing her reflexes were quick and she placed her hand out to stop her fall, or else she'd be ripping a new one for him. "What the hell Ichigo!"
Said asshole shook her juice box in the air in annoyance, simultaneously distracting her from giving him pain. "Remember this?" Rukia blinked and Ichigo sighed. "I've already drunk half of it, can I have the rest?" He asked already placing the straw on his lips to suck out the sweet liquid.
"WHAT!" Rukia fumed, he knew that juice boxes were her favorite!
Without her knowledge, Ichigo sneakily reached over to pinch her supple peachy butt. Rukia took in a large breath of air from shock and did the only thing she could think of at that moment. She pulled her arm back to punch the orange-head in the nose.
"You bitch! It's not my fault you were off in La La land!"
"Oh shut the hell up you orange haired fool! What the hell do you think you're doing pinching me like that!" She hissed in a whisper, not wanting any of their friends to over hear. Surprisingly none of them were bothering the two at all since Tatsuki announced their arrival. We're they trying to help mend their relationship like the twins?
Ichigo smirked handsomely under his hand that was trying to stop his bleeding nose. "You know you liked it."
Rukia sneered, "Not as much as I liked punching you. Should I do it again?"
Ichigo's eyebrow raised though he didn't seem to be effected by her threat in violence, "So you admit it then?"
Her face lit up but her scowl stayed strong. Of course she liked it! She fucking wanted him to do it again! Among other things. The only thing keeping her body from jumping him were their friends. Ichigo's ego was big enough already though that he didn't need to know this. Not that she would tell him.
His antics brought back some past questions though. Something Rukia felt he had to do with. "Ichigo did you-"
RING!
"Crap I didn't get to eat." Ichigo said looking at the door in thought. Everyone was starting to move towards it to leave.
"Sorry Ruki, I didn't get to talk to you all lunch period." Rangiku said after her and the her green haired mate skipped up to the pair, Nel stared at the strawberry blonde woman pointedly as if she were trying to stop her from talking.
"It's fine, we have PE together." Rukia replied with an indifferent shrug.
"Yep! Let's go!" Nel quickly lost her look to grapple onto Rukia's arm. Before the boisterous woman could pull her any further, Ichigo cut in.
"Wait, I've got to talk to the munchkin for a sec. You mind?" Ran and Nel looked at each other for a sec before nodding at Ichigo.
"Don't worry about it Ichi!" Nel turned from the two to pull along a laughing Rangiku, leaving Ichigo and Rukia alone on the roof.
A minute passed before the two finally looked at each other. Ichigo looked determined while Rukia seemed anxious.
"Listen, Ichi-Onii-"
"You notice how you've called me Ichigo a lot more lately?"
"Wha-"
"You barely ever did that unless you were angry. Now it comes out more than brother, ever since we had se-" He continued on callously.
"Ichigo!" Rukia said, her eyes shifting around trying to spot someone in the area who could have overheard. Ichigo smirked, he proved his point.
Rukia glared hotly, "Onii-san" She corrected.
"No I prefer Ichigo. It reminds me of the times you used to scream my name." Rukia's eyes flashed dangerously.
"Beg me to fuck you." Her hands fisted tightly and her body got more rigged.
"To go faster." Her blush deepened and she started breathing harder.
"To fuck you harder."
"Damare!"
"Cut the crap Rukia." Ichigo said with his arms folded. "I know you want to be with me just as much as I want to be with you." Rukia broke their eye contact and turned away from him to try and calm herself. He was right, she did want him and even without the weird anomaly going on with her body she would be just as willing.
"Onii-san, we can't." He sighed loudly, interrupting her again for the umpteenth time. A vein in her temple pulsated, and her brow twitched as she lifted her arms onto her hips. Before she could use colorful words to express her annoyance, Ichigo moved quickly in front of her.
He leaned down slowly keeping his penetrating amber eyes on her bright violet ones. Rukia sucked in her breath and closed her eyes tightly, every part of her body waiting for him. She could feel his warm breath on her lips and the tingling, teasing touch of his soft lips. It took everything in her to not lean forward and stop the torment. He breathed huskily onto her lips as she felt warm hands glide up her arms. "Tell me to stop." Ichigo moved back a bit to grasp her chin with his thumb and index finger, his other hand moving to the small of her back and pulling her even closer.
"I-I..."
Her body wasn't reacting very well at all to this. At least not in Rukia's opinion, maybe in Ichigo's. The fact that she was able to hold off for so long showed admirable control.
"I can't."
Rukia wrapped her arms around Ichigo's neck, pulling him in so she could take his bottom lip in between her lips and forcing a small groan out of him. Ichigo was shocked by her submission but soon got out of it long enough to massage his lips along with hers. Rukia moaned, pressing her body even closer to his and licking his lips to ask for entrance.
Ichigo didn't think twice to and pulled Rukia up higher in his arms, her feet practically off the ground while every inch of their bodies were touching. It just didn't seem to be enough, they wanted more. Their tongues explored and battled to see who would be dominant. Ichigo won somehow, forcing his tongue into her mouth and eliciting a whimper as she rubbed her body onto his.
Ichigo growled lowly moving his hand to squeeze her ass as a warning for her to stop. Don't get him wrong he loved it, but you have to remember that it's been weeks. Weeks of his libido on standby. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.
She mewled in his mouth and bit his lip. Rukia needed more, it felt like her body was on fire, moving her body created much needed friction. She hated that he stopped her.
Ichigo pulled back but Rukia would have none of that. She pulled him by his collar back down so she could flick her tongue with his, coaxing him to keep going. Pushing into the kiss deeper.
Ichigo eventually was able to successfully pull back. He chuckled at her needy expression. She pouted cutely hearing it so he pecked her lips lovingly in apology. His gaze soon turned sardonic though as he pulled her to the power generator and sat down with his arms crossed.
"Beg me." He smirked.
Rukia glared, "What..?"
"Hey it's been two weeks. Do you not know how much I've wanted to touch you-" He pulled her into him by her small waist and looked heatedly into her eyes. "And I wasn't able to?" His voice lowered and Rukia felt her core flood even more in anticipation as her heart thudded in her ears. Her blush was a light pink that made Ichigo hold his breath at her beauty.
Calming down, Rukia pulled out of his grasp and smiled devilishly. "I have a better idea." He was going to have to try harder than that if he wanted her to beg. He of all people should know how prideful she was. Rukia let the tips of her fingers drag up his arms as she breathed on his neck leaving open-mouthed kisses.
Ichigo held back the moans threatening to escape his mouth as she licked at the small nips she made along his neck. Her fingers continuously teasing his biceps languidly. She was taking this too slowly, they'd end up missing all of their classes.
"Rukia-" The girl in question lifted a single finger to his lips and shushed him. Her heavily lashed eyes hooded over and he could see how hard she was trying to hold back all the lust she was feeling thanks to the aphrodisiac. The realization that she was probably only doing this because of the stimulant made his heart pang sadly, leaving him confused in what he truly wanted.
"Don't worry." She smiled reassuringly. He didn't know what she meant by that which was vexing because she could usually never allude him. He knew her better than he probably knew himself.
Rukia's hands reached up to his neck as she stood on her tip toes to kiss him softly. Ichigo got lost in the feel of her soft petal lips and reciprocated the act, the kiss becoming increasingly more passionate as she opened his mouth and started sucking on his tongue, biting his lip and searching his orifice. Her hands smoothed down his neck to unbutton some of his shirt. She moved from his lips to kiss down his strong jaw, his neck, and then nibble on his the junction in his collar-bone. She got a rumbling in his chest in return and couldn't help her smirk.
Her hands ran down his defined hard chest to his belt buckle stopping there, then continuing down teasingly to rub onto his quickly rising member.
Oh god, how she missed and craved his body.
"Have you missed me?" She asked, her dark deep voice very seductive.
Ichigo was dazed by her soft hands and slightly annoyed by her teasing but somehow mumbled out a response anyway. "A lot." She giggled hearing him.
"Well I'll try to make up for it." Rukia's mind barely knew what she was doing. She couldn't stop her desire for him any longer.
Rukia rubbed his hard clothed shaft a little longer, feeling his large hands rest on her hips as she continued to kiss up his neck to his ear and lick along the shell. His hands would tremble in restraint. She couldn't tease him for too much longer or else he'd really make her beg. He's done it before...
Rukia unbuckled his belt, slowly kneeling down as she pulled down his pants. She was going to make him beg this time. Doing this would repair her damaged pride a bit. Having the most sought after playboy in Karakura Academy putty in her hands. Who wouldn't dream of that?
Rukia looked up into his piercing amber orbs, sparkled with lust and possesiveness, as her small dainty hands smoothed back up his legs and reached into his black Calvin Klein boxers to pulled out his already hard cock. Ichigo shivered once he felt her hands on him.
He really didn't know how much control he had for this.
Rukia's deep eyes continued to look into his as she moved to breathe over the tip of him, making his throat get caught. He was literally almost sweating with anticipation. The loud hum of the generator being the one thing allowing him to believe this was real. She finally gave in.
Or so he believed.
Rukia stroked up his very well endowed beautiful manhood and glanced down to finally take in the head. She swirled her tongue around it starting to remember how it felt in her mouth last time. His hands that had moved to the edges of the generator after she bent down tensed and his teeth clenched. He could feel her beautiful eyes on him but he couldn't look at her or he was sure he'd explode.
She wrapped her hands around the base and took in his cock inch by inch, slowly. Going down then bobbing up and going down further again until he started reaching to her throat. Once he reached there, she started moaning knowing the vibration always got him.
Ichigo moaned out loud, his voice wavering. If she could smirk she would, but sadly her mouth was busy doing other things. Thanks to the moisture of her mouth she was able to massage her hands along the part she couldn't fit into her mouth. A little irritated with that fact, she took him out licking his tip then went back down to suck hard.
"Mmmh"
Ichigo couldn't hold back any longer, her mouth was magic, he grabbed hold of her hair and leaned forward as she took him deeper than ever before. Moaning and making her own noises as he grunted and groaned without restraint. He called her name in whispers and gasps, his fingers tightening in her dark hair muttering unintelligible things.
Rukia couldn't hold back neither. She was leaking down her thighs, whatever was wrong with her was making her brain cloudier than she ever felt before and her pussy almost hurt, but still pleasurably so. The moans weren't just something to get something out of him anymore. She moved one of her hands down to unbutton her shirt, opening it and massaging her very sensitive breasts. She wanted Ichigo's hands there. She moved her hand down hurriedly to rub over her clothed nub as she sucked even harder onto Ichigo's dick.
"Gods Rukia!" He was close, his eyes were hazed over barely catching her hands touching herself.
Hearing him yell her name, she took him slowly out of her mouth and smiled devilishly, "You're enjoying this right?"
Ichigo blinked, staring down at her mischievous violet orbs as she licked along his length. A sight that will be permanently in his brain for many, many years to come.
'So that's what she was trying to do!' Ichigo bit his lip to hold back a chuckle, then he pulled her up by her arms obviously surprising the crap out of her.
"Wha-" Rukia started, her hair swinging as she looked around as if they were caught. Ichigo's smile widened.
"You little minx." After realizing they were fine, Rukia furrowed her brows and pouted at the name. She opened her mouth to counter but couldn't say anything as his mouth captured her own. He pushed her back into the wall that stood to the right of the generator, and loomed almost evilly over her, recapturing her lips again and again. His hand moved to hold both of hers up above her head as the other one opened her shirt further to grab hold of a bra covered breast. Massaging it slowly, tortuously slow, he moved his soft lips from her trembling ones to her milky column biting and soothing it over with his tongue. Her chest was heaving provocatively into him.
Ichigo moved her annoying bra out of the way to feel the skin of her soft peaks and her hard nipples. She'd bite her lip and glance off helplessly with misted eyes, every time he drifted his hand over it as his thigh moved in-between hers to massage her wet core.
"I-Ichigo~" She moaned.
"Are you ready to beg already?" She licked her lips in reply, not giving in but gasped loudly when he moved down after kissing his way, to take hold of her nipple in between his lips. Her breathing became harsh and she'd begrudgingly cried out every time his tongue would lap at its hold. Her hands were trying their best to get out of his strong grasp so she could pull on his hair or scratch his back in an unspoken way to say that she wanted him to move along to pounding her wanton body.
Instead he stayed there sucking on her supple breasts while massaging the other and going between the two. He pinched on her nipple and pulled until she was squirming under him, as his knee applied rhythmic pressure onto her womanhood. Her head was shaking from side to side as she bit her lips hard trying to contain her screams and moans that he could still hear in her throat. Tears sprung into her eyes as she squeezed her thighs together to get him to stop and stay still.
"Do you give up?" He asked huskily into her ear. He couldn't say he was unaffected by her like this under him. He'd never seen her this desperate before and she still wouldn't beg! His cock hurt especially thanks to her thigh and hip massaging along it with each movement she made.
She didn't respond but breathed hoarsely, finally allowing herself to do so because of his pause in ministrations. Her eyes dazed with lust as she squirmed under him, her cheeks stained a dark blush, and her now red lips bruised and wet. Her eyes begged him to keep going to take her and fuck her hard and now, but she stayed silent. Both of them were too stubborn to give in even though it had been so long since that had been with each other, the need was borderline masochistic from how much they denied it. Her more so than him for obvious reasons.
Somehow Ichigo was able to crack a devilish smirk on his slightly blushing face. Only she could make him blush from something like this. He moved his hand down the middle of her breasts that were out in the open, riddled with love bites and of course her dark rosy erect nipples. Her breathing shortened even more as he brought the knuckle of his finger down, along one of her luscious thighs until he reached the hem of her skirt, never breaking her gaze. He moved his hand up her thigh and saw her face morph into a pained and conflicted expression as he got closer to her core. All the while his smirk stayed on his face. 'Gotcha.'
Rukia bit her delicious lips as he got closer and eventually met the barrier of her underwear. "You'll be begging even longer and louder now since you're being so difficult." His smile got larger as her eyes did the same in anticipation and was that fear? He teased her lower lips with light touches that had Rukia's face darkening in embarrassment as she panted harshly. He suddenly moved his hands up to the top of her underwear to pull them down roughly as her legs instinctively tried closing, almost ripping them in the process.
"Lift your legs." Rukia wiggled her hands a little more but did as told and moved to get out of her panties.
"Good girl." Ichigo chuckled. Rukia's eyes began to glare from hearing him talk to her like she was his pet.
"Ichi-" Ichigo moved his wicked hands up to her slit easing it open with small massages. Rukia blinked quickly trying to not let the pleasure of it overwhelm her. It was obvious that the aphrodisiac wasn't going to let her. Ichigo was slightly concerned by how she would handle it when they got serious. He did put more in than he was supposed to.
"Pl-Plea..." Ichigo quickly got out of his thoughts once he heard her soft almost too soft to be heard voice. He didn't even realize he stopped moving his hand during his thoughts, so to try and ease the tension she ground her hips into his hands unsuccessfully, which resulted in her almost begging. Rukia was pretty much shaking with need as her eyes shined brightly, inside a thousand or so words begging him to pleasure her, and different ways to say it.
Ichigo bit his lips and applied more pressure to his thumb swirling small circles onto her clit. Changing his motions every once in a while then flicking the nub at the apex of her slit with his index finger and thumb. Rukia cried out gasping dangerously along with silent screams. She was holding back so much that tears actually fell out of her glossed over eyes.
Ichigo leaned down to peck onto her open lips while he continued his movements. "C'mon, scream for me Rukia. Tell me what you want." She shook her head, squeaking as he took a nipple into his mouth. His cock pulsated like her clit, the head of it swollen and red, desperately needing attention. He needed to see her crumble first, have her experience pleasure. She was the only girl he'd consciously put needs before his own.
Ichigo rubbed his middle finger along her opening as his thumb continued on in its rhythm. "Well, now I won't do it until you say all of the dirty little things I want you to." Rukia whimpered, shivering as his breath hit her skin.
Ichigo pushed in his finger deep into her moist tight passage. "Oh my gods." He moaned, trying to calm himself as she whimpered beneath him. He closed his eyes, his cock literally on fire. It felt as if he were the one who drank the stimulant! She just felt too good around him even if it was his finger. He breathed harshly through clinched teeth as Rukia tried feebly to ride his finger into an orgasm. He unconsciously added another finger and she moaned loudly. It didn't take long for her walls to clinch around him and for her legs to shake viciously. She cried out louder than she did before as she was overcome with her orgasm, tears almost falling down her eyes but even so, she still wouldn't scream.
Regaining his composure after openly staring at her, probably salivating, as she rode his long hard fingers down to the last knuckle, her juices falling out and dripping out of his hand. It had to be the most erotic thing he ever saw in his life!
Ichigo took his hands out of her before she could orgasm fully and she whined desperately. "N-no!" Ichigo continued to stare at her trying to get over what he saw. Her long hair still somehow in its ponytail fell over her shoulder from her movements and the wisps of her bangs matted onto her pale face from sweat and exertion.
"Ichigo... just do it." She pleaded, moving her thigh up to rub on the side of his own. Ichigo gulped silently and leaned in to take her lips. She mewled into the kiss but didn't break from it. Instead she pushed her chest up into his own and continued to rub her thigh trying to move it towards his cock. Ichigo bit her lip as punishment knowing exactly what she was trying to do, before pulling away and chuckling.
"Even like this, you're stubborn as hell." He panted.
"You're one to talk baka." She breathed out, barely able to compose herself enough to talk. Ichigo's eyebrows rose, even with her eyes lined in annoyance and complete and utter need, her body burning with desire and her core clinching and leaking she was able to make snide sarcastic remarks like that.
God he loved her.
Instead of chuckling, Ichigo laughed loudly. Rukia must have taken this as him mocking her because she scowled and squirmed more than before under his hold. Almost breaking it.
"No you don't" He smirked down at her warmly, lovingly, catching her leg before she could kick him but letting her hands fall.
Before she could do something with those hands, Ichigo had her back on the generator and her legs to the sides of his waist as she gasped in surprise.
The orange haired man positioned the head of his hard pulsating cock to the entrance in her wet folds, rubbing it along her slit teasingly.
"What do you say Rukia? Do you want me inside of you? Deep and hard?" Ichigo asked lowly his voice dark and sultry. Rukia bit her lip as she moaned from his teasing.
"Yes.." Ichigo continued to tease her, leaning down to take a rosy peak into his mouth. Her breathing quickened once again as she finally conceded even if it was barely above a whisper. "P-please."
Without a second thought he edged into her depths. Her tightness just as he remembered making his breath hitch as he clinched his eyes closed. They both moaned loudly as he finally sheathed himself deeply inside her. "Please!" She begged much louder. He moved his hips back to ram back into her not giving her time to adjust to his size.
"Kami, you feel so good Rukia." He groaned. She squeaked as he started pounding even deeper into her warm depths. Her hands moved to scratch down along his hard chest as she yelped his name with each hard penetrating thrust. Her legs tightened around him for him to go even deeper.
Ichigo bit his lip and grabbed hold of one of her thighs to get into her harder, and one of her bouncing pert breasts. "Oh GOD!" She screamed, biting her lips to try and stifle any more screams as she whimpered as his shaft slowed to go deep, hitting the perfect spot. Ichigo smirked when she gasped, and hammered fast thrusts onto that spot. She squealed loudly then gave a long drawn out moan. He hit the spot harder while squeezing her breasts and flicking her nipple forcing her to scream.
"Ichigo! Nnnagh!" She panted. "Tha-that feels so good~! Please don't stop!" Her legs tightened even more around him as her eyes misted over, the pleasure gaining overwhelming heights. Ichigo stared deeply into her deep eyes and moaned her name. He could see the orgasm building in her sapphire orbs.
Rukia moved her hands to his hips so that he couldn't pull away as she moved her hips in tune with his building her climax harder. Her walls squeezed his cock for dear life as she yelled out.
"Yess! Yees!"
Ichigo pinched her nipple as he stopped her orgasm by changing his motions and rhythm to slower shorter thrusts.
Rukia squeezed her eyes closed. She should've known. He had more experience than her in this so of course he could figure out a way to slow her orgasm without leaving her depths.
"Beg me." He growled. His eyes were fierce and his voice hard. He could only hope that she was done with this game because his control was almost completely shattered. His cock pulsated inside her making her whimper whorishly.
"Please fuck me, Onii-san." She said in one breath, her eyes still closed. Ichigo took hold of her thigh even harder and ground into her depths. Rukia took in a large intake of breath and her eyes sprung open. "Please fuck me hard Ichigo!"
Ichigo growled contentedly and let go of all the tension in his body from holding back. He brought her legs up and over his shoulders and grabbed hold of her forearms so she couldn't get away at all.
"It's about time." He said between clinched teeth. Ichigo pulled back slowly then brought his cock back into her hard and deep. Her mouth gaped open with a shuddered escape of breath as her face darkened from her legs being spread so far apart. He pulled back to do it again with a twist of his hips and a faster thrust.
"F-faster."
Her soft legs hung onto him as he gave into her plead. He pulled out just as far but came in much faster, repeating this step and pushing in deeper with turn, finding a new spot that had her writhing even more than the last. She was so sensitive that her eyes watered every time he even touched it and she wailed.
Ichigo focused on that spot using shorter thrusts as he pounded her small body with abandon. She was yelping and moaning, screaming and wailing his name like it was a prayer. In the back of his mind he was worried that someone would hear her over the usually very loud generator, but he honestly couldn't care less even if they walked up right now and saw him fucking his sister's brains out.
"So good! So good! Faannhgh" Her pussy was flowing out and down his shaft even as she tightening more and more, her thighs clinched and she was there. Climaxing long and hard with a silent scream as her nails dug into his forearms.
Ichigo picked her up and flipped her over without leaving her warmth. He lifted her skirt over her soft rounded ass and grabbed hold of a good grip of it as he beat harder into her. His voice came out in ragged pants as he moaned and growled her name loudly, loving how she fit so perfectly around him.
"Rukia, fuck."
"I love your cock, I love it so much!" She screamed, her hands settled on the generator helping her push into him from behind.
He grabbed hold of her hip with his other hand, helping her anchor onto his shaft with his thrusts.
"I'm, I'm coming!" She said her tear streaked face looking behind to stare into his piercing almost golden eyes. His face also contorting in unimaginable pleasure.
"Me... too." He heaved. She took hold of one of his hands and guided it to her breast above her heart. They both held it there. Ichigo leaned over her form and moved his other hand around her waist as he panted in her ear. "Oh gods, I-I love you so much Rukia." He confessed as they both came deep inside of her womb. Rukia cried out. He held her hips down stilling her movements as he ground his erection deep inside of her prolonging her orgasm as thick cords of his cum continued to shoot deep inside of her. She shook and twitched in his arms, her eyes rolling to back of her head as her nails broke the skin of his arm as the other pressed hard to the one on her breast.
"I love.." She panted, her ponytail finally stilling as her body tensed and twitched over his semi-hard cock. She blinked the tears out of her eyes as her suspicions were confirmed. "You too."
AN: Hehe, so this turned out longer than I expected but... then again I write pretty long lemons. But this... this is long... I guess I just wanted to make it up to you guys for teasing and prolonging you all with the fic. Hopefully this isn't too much or something.
So yep, they finally admited to each other that they love each other. But are things really that easy for Ichigo and Rukia? The answer is nope. I was wondering if I should hold off on that but it felt like it would be better to have them say it now for what I have planned in the future.
I'm pretty sure there will be more sexy time moments (which will be shorter) along with some minor drama from now on until we get to the main conflict which is pretty shocking :) I think about 10 more chapters to this fic? Idk, I'm not good at guesstimating.
Tell me what you thought, give me ideas, critiques, compliments.. the usual xD
Sorry I took so long, I'm sure you guys can see why I was so frustrated with this chapter/chapters.