A/N: XxLEMONxX If you don't like lemon, which, i know a few select who don't, then please don't read the chapter. This lemon was requested and I am inclined to uphold my readers/fans desires.(lol i say it as if i am a celebrity :P which i am not) If the majority wants a lemon, then i shall not disappoint. After all, i need my readers and my reviews lol. Thanks a bunch to Maurice, without his long-ass awesome reviews, i would not have been able to make this story popular. Well now, without further ado, here is your requested lemony chapter. Enjoy guys, enjoy. MCC2040

Water flooded the floor as Ichigo and Yoruichi stumbled into the vacant house. Isshin, Yuzu, and Karin hadn't been home, and Ichigo didn't bother to wonder where they had gone. With the goddess in his arms, nothing else mattered. All he knew was how much he wanted her, how much he longed for her. Yes, he had been the one to push her away all those times, but now, he was in full acception of his feelings for her, and he knew, could tell she also felt the same way. Slipping slightly, Yoruichi bumped into the kitchen counter, tilting her head as Ichigo assaulted her neck and collar bone with kisses. Her hands tangled in his hair, moans of pleasure reeking through her. Ichigo may have been a virgin, but boy was he good. His hands slid over her curves, making her shiver. Pulling back, Ichigo lifted her into his arms, his lips crashing against hers once again as he slowly ascended the stairs that led to his room. Taking his time, he gently laid her back on the bed, removing her jacket, and shirt. Her eyes were clouded with passion, her lips parted as she tilted her head back when his own lips caressed her skin.

"Ichigo..." She said breathlessly as he unzipped her jeans, sliding them down over her hips. Breaking away from her, he began shedding his own clothes, tossing them aside with hers. Her heart pounded in her ears. She'd wanted this; wanted him for so long, this moment seemed to be unreal. The only article of clothing separating them now were their undergarments; which for Ichigo, only consisted of boxers, and for Yoruichi, lacey black panties. The tempation to just take her was enough as Ichigo kissed his way down her throat. Yoruichi tilted her head back once again, moaning softly as he left a trail of fire along her skin. He was causing so many sensations to go through her. Never had she felt something like this before. Something as pure and genuine as the love they were beginning to share. And although Ichigo never imagined his first time would be with a hundred year old woman, he couldn't think of anyone else he'd rather be kissing and loving right now than Yoruichi.

Her breath hitched when his lips grazed the swell of her breast, causing her to intsinctively arch her back. Ichigo smirked, taking one of her erect nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the hardened flesh. Gasping softly, Yoruichi brought her hand up to the back of his head, beckoning him to continue. Having pleasurably tortured her upper half enough, Ichigo began kissing lower, introducing his tongue to her skin as he both licked and kissed his way down over her abdomen.Yoruichi only whimpered in pleasure as he spread her legs, kissing her inner thighs. Her back arched once more as he rubbed the moistened center of her entrance, a hightened moan erupting from her.

"Ichigo.." She mumbled, closing her eyes slightly as he slid down her panties and tossed them aside. Without warning, he plunged his tongue into her, eliciting a loud moan from her. Yoruichi felt her head spin as he tasted her, her legs comfortably spread and bent up. His hands held onto her thighs, spreading them farther apart as he lapped at her more. She arched into his mouth, her moans causing the throbbing in his boxers to become unbearable. His tongue stroked the bundle of nerves for the last time as she came, her liquid nectar gushing out. Licking his lips, Ichigo pulled back with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"You taste good." He said in desire, taking off his boxers and positioning himself in between her widely spread legs. He held himself above her, his eyes traveling down and over her body, taking in all that was now his. From her gorgeous purple hair, to her mesmerizing golden eyes. From her full, lucious, now slightly moistened lips, to her sexy dark skinned curves. Everything about her was perfect, she was simply flawless in his eyes. "Your so beautiful, I don't know how I managed to resist you."

"You and me both, Ichigo." She smirked, reaching out and wrapping her arms around his neck, her body radiating the heat and desire she felt. She could feel his steel hard manhood throbbing against her, her own pulsing begging for him to claim her. She knew he was wanting to take it slow, wanting to cherish their first time together. Leaning down, Ichigo placed kisses along her neck and collar bone, his hands resuming their previous wandering.Yoruichi bit her lower lip, another shaky moan rumbling from her throat. It was amazing at how much he knew; Ichigo hit her in all the right spots, his hands making her wriggle beneath him in sheer pleasure. It was as if he was reading her minds desires. Everything she felt for him became visible as she was completely exposed before him, her body surrendering completely to him as he gripped her arms and pinned them above her head. He gazed into her eyes, intertwining their fingers, kissing her with all the love and passion he had.

"Mmmm.." Yoruichi moaned more, feeling him press against her more. Her body felt the impulse to flip them over and mount him; having her way with him. But that wouldn't be the case. He was in control, and they both knew it. She would just have to endure his pleasurable torturing, because next time, it was her turn to take control. "Ichigo, take me, I'm yours." Looking into her eyes, Ichigo smiled, her golden orbs radiating her love. Although they haven't quite confessed their love, it was there. They could feel it, sense it, taste it and they could see it. Her eyes glowed with the radiance of a goddess, while his illuminated a feralness that turned her on. Her eyes pleaded him to take his passion and make it happen.

Gasping and moaning loudly in intense pleasure, Yoruichi arched her back as he slid himself into her moistened canal, her eyes closing. She reached out, wrapping her arms around his back, her nails raking against him as he slowly thrusted himself into her. He picked up his pace a bit, pounding into her harder, earning satisfacted moans. His lips found hers, his tongue encircling hers as she wrapped a leg around his waist, pulling him into her more. He pulled back from the kiss, his lips traveling down over her shoulder, then up her neck. He moaned as her walls clenched around him, causing him to hault for a moment, his head resting on her shoulder. With a smirk, Yoruichi rolled her hips, begging for him to continue. He continued kissing her neck, moving his hips once again. This time, his pace quickened more, his thrusts becoming harder, making her scream his name in pleasure.

'What a feeling..' She thought, arching her again under his thrusts, she threw her head back, moaning loudly, her eyes closed. Ichigo's heart raced, his lips doing a number on her senses as he licked her neck, then moving to her throat, kissing his way back up to her lips. Claiming them, he closed his eyes, his muscles bulging as he slowed his pace, but thrusted harder and harder. He wanted her to feel just how much he loved and needed her; just how much he wanted her. Yoruichi knew she wasn't going to last much longer, she could feel her oragasm coming, and she knew he was near the edge too. She may not have been a virgin, but to her, it felt as if this was her first time. Ichigo awoke so many new things, so many new sensations and pleasures. It all seemed like a dream, and if it were, she never wanted to wake. And if she woke, she wanted to find him and make him hers.

Ichigo could feel they were both close to the edge, if only this moment could last forever. Her face showed nothing but pure pleasure and happiness, and Ichigo knew he wore the same expression. With one, deep, hard, and final thrust, Yoruichi screamed out his name. Her moan and voice echoed in his ears, as he too came with her, saying her name softly as he collapsed against her. The only sounds they heard were their labored breathing and the sound of the pouring rain hitting the roof and window. Their sweaty bodies clung to eachother, Ichigo's head buried in her chest as they regained their ability to speak.

"Ichigo..that was..." Her voice was breathy, husky. Her eyes were still heavy lidded with the desire she felt, his length was still engorged within her flesh, still throbbing. Her hands were tangled in his hair as she held him to her, her legs resting feet flat on the bed, her legs still bent up.

"Amazing..." He finished, lifting himself up off her. Her eyes darted to his. They bold held an expression of pure happiness. Both smiling brightly. Though, they would never be able to look at each other the same way, but things would surely be different now. No more lies about being together, because now they really were together. Leaning down, Ichigo claimed her lips once again before pulling out of her and laying beside her. Turning, she sprawled herslef out half on him, the sheets clinged to their bodies as Ichigo covered them up. Setting her head on his chest, Ichigo could hear her purring as she was lulled into a deep, peaceful sleep. Kissing the top of her head, Ichigo slid his hand up and down her side, fingers tickling her skin softly. He had a new purpose in life now. And that purpose was protecting her and making sure their newly former relationship lasted. His eyes softened more as he watched her sleep. This felt right, with her in his arms. Sighing happily, Ichigo looked out of the window. He would never look at rain the same way either. After all, he loved the rain.

A/N: So there you have it. Satisfying? I hope. Took me damn near an hour to do it lol Well, I hope you guys chewed it and enjoyed it. Now, I have more fics to write, more chapters to do, so I bid you all ado! R&R pwease :3