Ichigo's Insomnia

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon!

Chapter Five

A week later….
Ichigo's Room

The room was silent as Ichigo and Yoruichi slept. The sun was starting to come up on Karakura Town, the beginning of another day for the sleepy town. Yoruichi opened her eyes as the room became illuminated by the sun's rays. She looked down and chuckled when she saw Ichigo.

The boy had his arms wrapped around Yoruichi while nestling his head comfortably in her bosom. Smiling, Yoruichi ran a hand through Ichigo's hair soothingly while watching him sleep. Ever since their trip to Masaki's grave Ichigo had been in higher spirits. He'd confessed to her yesterday that he was sure that his nightmares had finally ended with her help. Yoruichi was happy for the boy, though she wondered if she should leave his company now that her job was done. 'I should stay at least a little longer just to make sure that Ichigo has no more nightmares. That and…' she wrapped her arms around the boy's head, pressing him tighter against her bosom. 'I like spending the night with Ichigo. For a boy who scowls all the time, he sure is cute with he's asleep.'

As she watched him sleep peacefully, she started to hear the boy mumble something in his sleep. Curious if he was having another nightmare, Yoruichi leaned forward and listened with her acute sense of hearing to find out what he was saying.

"Yoru…ichi…don't…stop…feels…good…."

The werecat's lips formed a knowing smile when she felt something poke her leg. "Oh, Ichigo," she smirked while watching the boy sleep. "I wonder what you're dreaming about? Whatever it is, I wish I were in it."

Ichigo was slipping into the large hot tub, bubbles coming up to his neck. "Ahhhh…" he sighed as he felt the warm water embrace him. "I needed this." After so many battles with Hollows recently, it was nice for him to have a nice relaxing soak.

"So, how's the water?"

Turning his head, Ichigo saw Yoruichi close the door, a white towel wrapped around her dark body. "Yoruichi!" Ichigo gasped, rising from the tub. "I didn't know that you were-"

A laugh filled the room as Yoruichi stepped up to the tub. Putting a hand on Ichigo's shoulder, the Flash Goddess gently pushed him back down into the tub. "Relax, Ichigo. The tub is big enough for both of us," she said seductively before reaching for her towel. "You like what you see?" she asked as she pulled it away.

Ichigo suddenly felt his mouth go dry as Yoruichi's naked body came on display. He'd seen it before but that was only for a few seconds and he was trying to cover his eyes at the time. Here, he could appreciate her in all her glory unhindered. The naked woman stepped into the tub and laid down next to Ichigo. Despite embarrassed to be in a hot tub naked with another naked woman, all Ichigo could feel was a sense of calm and bliss as he looked at Yoruichi. Hesitantly, he wrapped an arm around her waist beneath the water, pulling her close. Yoruichi smiled warmly and laid her head on his shoulder. "Yoruichi," he whispered as they lay there. "I've…I've always wanted to tell you something…."

Yoruichi took her head off of his shoulder and cupped his cheek with her wet hand. "Say it with your lips, Ichigo," she whispered as her face neared his.

Wrapping his arms around her, Ichigo pulled the beautiful woman on top of him and smashed his lips against hers. "Mmmmhhh…" they moaned into each other's lips. Yoruichi pressed her busty chest against his.

When they pulled away, Yoruichi dragged her nails down Ichigo's shoulders whilst rubbing her body against Ichigo's. "Yoruichi…" Ichigo breathed while reaching beneath the water to cup her firm ass, "Don't stop. That feels so good…."

Yoruichi planted another kiss on his lips her womanhood rubbing against his hardening length. "Do you want me, Ichigo?"

"Yes…" Ichigo whispered, his head rolling backward. Yoruichi took advantage of this by running her tongue against his neck. "Yes…."

"Yes," Ichigo mumbled before waking up. Realizing it'd all been a dream, he'd cursed himself before sitting up. He looked beside him and saw that Yoruichi was gone; which was a good thing since he currently had a tent in his pants. Ichigo sighed before taking deep breaths, calming down from his heated dream. "Great…another one…."

The night after they'd left the graveyard, Ichigo's dreams had taken a different turn. Now, instead of nightmares that haunted the darkest parts of his soul, he was having erotic dreams about Yoruichi. In the past week, he had multiple dreams about her, each one ending just when they were about to get to the good part.

Putting a shirt on, Ichigo walked out of his room and heard soft humming coming from the bathroom, the sound of the shower running prominent in the background. "Yoruichi…." He had a sudden impulse to go in there and join her in the shower. Fighting back the blush, he quickly went downstairs to see what Yuzu was cooking and try to calm his raging hormones.

After a quick breakfast was eaten, Ichigo headed back up the stairs. As he made it to the top, Yoruichi stepped out of the bathroom. The raging hormones made their imminent comeback when Ichigo saw that Yoruichi had a towel wrapped around her body, just like in his dream. "Oh…hi, Yoruichi…."

Yoruichi looked at the boy with an inquisitive eye. Their friendship had grown ever since she'd arrived here and it would be a lie if she didn't have real emotions for the Substitute she'd mentored. In all honesty she was dreaming about him just as much as he was dreaming about her. Still, she knew that Ichigo was still shy around her and would need a little coaxing in order to get him to confess his true feelings. She could already tell that he was fit to burst already.

"Hey, Ichigo. Glad you're up. I've got something to tell you."

Ichigo let her into his room and closed the door, leaving it open a crack so that they could converse. It took Ichigo every ounce of willpower to not sneak a peek into the room. "What did you want to talk about?" he asked.

"I'm leaving today."

Ichigo's insides suddenly turned to ice at the statement. "You…you're leaving? Already?" he choked, his heart clenching in fear. "But why?"

Yoruichi's voice reciprocated the sadness in Ichigo's heart. "Well, I believe that your nightmare problems are over, so you don't need me to be by your side at night anymore. And your father said that my condition has improved so now I can go back to Kisuke's. Besides, he says he needs my help with a few things."

All Ichigo could hear was his own heart thumping in his chest. The thought of spending his nights alone from now on was a hard thought to stomach. He looked downstairs and thought about Yuzu and Karin, who'd come to adore his new roommate. 'They'd be sad if she left too….' "Yoruichi, are you decent?" he asked.

"Yes. You can come in now."

Ichigo walked into his room and closed it. He saw Yoruichi at his bed, dressed in her orange jacket and tight black pants. The werecat had her back to him, putting her spare clothes in her bag. "You're really leaving?" he asked.

"Yeah." She turned around and gave Ichigo a sad smile. "You don't need me anymore, Ichigo. But if you've any more nightmares, my door is always open." She walked past him, bags in hand. "I'll go inform your father before saying goodbye to your sisters."

Before he even knew what he was doing, Ichigo grabbed her arm. "Wait," he said. "Don't go."

Yoruichi turned around and gave Ichigo a questioning look. "Why?"

Calming the butterflies in his stomach, Ichigo finally said the words that he'd been wanting to say for a while. "Yoruichi…I… um…I want you to stay here, with us. With me." He let go of her arm and looked her right into her gold, beautiful eyes. "You mean so much to me, Yoruichi. Not just because you helped me overcome my nightmares." Putting his hands on her shoulders, Ichigo stepped forward until their faces were inches apart. "You've been my best friend ever since we met. I haven't been this happy since before I lost my mom. And now…now I…" he sighed before leaning forward. "I love you, Yoruichi. Stay with me…."

Yoruichi gasped in surprise before Ichigo pressed his lips against hers, giving her his first kiss. Letting her bags slip from her hands, Yoruichi wrapped her arms around the boy's broad shoulders and deepened the kiss, adding her tongue into the mix. Ichigo was surprised by Yoruichi's fervor, half-expecting her to reject his advances, but the surprise was a pleasant one. He pulled her close and entwined his tongue with hers.

Finally, air became a bit of an issue and the two friends pulled away. Licking her lips, Yoruichi's eyes gleamed with both love and lust. "I love you too, Ichigo. I've loved you for so long." She laid her head on his shoulder and embraced him. "Sorry for the tease but I figured you wouldn't act on your emotions unless the situation demanded it."

Ichigo stood there shocked. "You mean you were just testing me?"

"A little," Yoruichi chuckled before looking up. "I was serious about you no longer needing me and that my condition has improved but…truthfully?" She gestured to the boy's home. "Right here…right here is where I feel like I belong. Here, with you." She leaned forward and kissed the boy again. It was a lighter, sweeter kiss. When they parted Yoruichi reached down and palmed Ichigo's growing hardness. "Now, why don't we take care of this little guy? He's been stiff for a long time, hasn't he, dreamer?"

Now it was Ichigo's turn to chuckle. "I guess you heard me mumble in my sleep, huh?"

"Oh yes," Yoruichi purred into his ear as she gently pushed him back until they reached the bed. "You've no idea how hard it was for me to contain myself when I heard you moan my name. But why don't I show you that reality is better than any dream?"

Unzipping his pants, Yoruichi slowly pulled the boy's pants off. She licked her lips in anticipation when she saw Ichigo's manhood be freed. "My goodness, Ichigo. Just what were you dreaming about to get you this hard?" she purred.

Smiling, Ichigo pulled his shirt off and stood up. Now nude, Ichigo pulled Yoruichi up to her feet and put his hands on her jacket. Giving her a quick kiss, he slowly unzipped the jacket and pulled it away from her. His eyes stared down at her large, firm breasts. Yoruichi smiled alluringly while cupping her breasts, teasing the boy by circling her dark nipples. Getting down on his knees, he unzipped her pants and pulled them down, slowly revealing her lower half. His cheeks turned pink as he revealed Yoruichi's womanhood. As Yoruichi stepped out of her pants, he stood up and embraced her. Yoruichi cooed as her naked body pressed against Ichigo's, having wanted this for so long. For the longest time, she'd acted as his friend and confidante for his sake but now, with their emotions laid bare before them, she could finally be his lover.

Yoruichi's breasts pressed against Ichigo's chest as she kissed him, their tongues dancing lewdly while making out. Now that she was finally his, Ichigo's hands roamed Yoruichi's back before sliding downward to touch her ass. Yoruichi pulled away from the kiss and ran a hand up Ichigo's side, palming his throbbing erection. "You like my ass?" Yoruichi asked seductively while running a finger teasingly against the underside of his shaft.

"Every time you bent over in front of me, I couldn't take my eyes off it," Ichigo admitted, all the while marveling at the firmness that was Yoruichi's ass.

Chuckling from Ichigo's admission, Yoruichi turned around and pressed her ass against Ichigo's cock. "Go ahead and indulge, Ichigo. I'm all yours." Rolling her head onto his shoulder, Yoruichi began to rub her booty against Ichigo's manhood, sighing heavenly as it wedged between her plump cheeks. Ichigo cupped Yoruichi's large breasts and bucked into her, feeling her smooth ass grind against his hips and his cock. "It's so thick," she purred, giving Ichigo a slight groan when he pinched her dark nipples. "Mmmmhhh! Do that again…."

"With pleasure," Ichigo chuckled, pinching her nipples over and over again, pulling them and stretching them out. But he soon became engrossed with the feel of Yoruichi's ass pressing against him and his hands left Yoruichi's tits to palm her ass. Yoruichi bent over, her hands grabbing the bed in front of her while Ichigo rubbed his manhood against her ass. She could feel him rub against her sensitive asshole and for a moment, she wished that she had three Ichigos to fill all of her holes at once. 'Oh fuck…' she thought lewdly, her tongue coming out as Ichigo's thrusting became stronger. 'He hasn't even put it in yet and I'm so wet...I want him so bad….'

"Ah! Yoruichi!" Ichigo groaned in ecstasy as his balls tightened up. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Mmmmh…" Yoruichi hummed while closing her eyes. Smiling, she turned her head, "Cum, Ichigo. I want you to paint my dark skin with your white cum!" Before Ichigo could stop himself, he threw his head back and gasped before exploding all over Yoruichi's backside. Yoruichi laid her head on the bed and sighed as the head from Ichigo's cum sank into her side. Ichigo had to admit, seeing Yoruichi's flawless dark skin covered in white made her look even more exotic.

Taking an old shirt, Ichigo cleaned Yoruichi's dirty backside. Once she was clean, the woman turned around and grabbed Ichigo's shoulders, falling backward onto the bed with him lying on top of her. The two lovers kissed once more while embracing the feel of each other's bodies. Ichigo reached down and touched Yoruichi's wet pussy, his fingers gently touching her soft lips. "You're so wet, Yoruichi. You must've wanted this for a while," he noted.

Turning her head, Yoruichi dragged her nails down the boy's back while he peppered her neck with tender kisses. "I've been wet… ever since I first held you in my arms all those months ago," she panted. 'I'm already so close… I feel like I might cum before he even puts it in me!' "Ichigo," she whispered into his ear, her tongue licking his earlobe. "Put your cock inside me. Make me yours."

Unable to stop himself after hearing Yoruichi talk dirty to him, Ichigo rolled off of Yoruichi and laid down next to her. When Yoruichi rolled onto her side, Ichigo lifted up her leg and pressed the thick tip of his cock against her wet entrance. A gasp filled the room as Ichigo slipped into her womanhood, the boy becoming a man in mere seconds. Ichigo buried his face in Yoruichi's purple hair as he slowly pushed as far as he could into her. The feel of her wet walls surrounding him was absolute bliss. His free hand reached around her to cup her breast, pinching her nipple again.

Yoruichi gripped the bedsheets beneath her as Ichigo filled her to the brim. Never in all her life had a man completely filled her womanhood and it felt amazing. "You're…so big!" she gasped, struggling to become adjusted to the boy's girth. "Fuck me, Ichigo!"

Ichigo didn't have to be told twice. Keeping her leg in his hand, he pulled out of her pussy slowly. He wanted to revel in the feel of her walls moving around his sensitive shaft. Pulling out until only the head remained inside, Ichigo roughly pushed back in, making Yoruichi's body tremble in his arms. "You're so tight around me, Yoruichi," Ichigo moaned, his voice muffled by the purple hair in his face.

Turning her head, Yoruichi captured Ichigo's lips in a deep kiss, her ass pressing against his hips once more while he started to move faster inside of her. It was taking all of Yoruichi's willpower to not cum yet. Every thrust into her made her mind blank out. She'd never been fucked this good before. 'Can't…hold on…for much longer,' her mind thought as her lips connected with Ichigo's. 'Have to wait…until Ichigo cums….' But it was easier said than done. Her toes curled as Ichigo pounded her pussy.

Ichigo found Yoruichi's debauched face to be the epitome of sexy. He couldn't just fuck her with slow thrusts anymore, he wanted to make Yoruichi go completely insane with lust. Quickly pulling out, Ichigo rolled Yoruichi onto her hands and knees and lifted her ass up before quickly thrusting back into her tight hole. His hips smacked against Yoruichi's round ass as he fucked her vigorously doggy-style.

"Oh! Ichigo! Yes! YES!" Yoruichi moaned, hearing the sound of their skin slapping together. "I love it! I love your cock so much!" she cried. She didn't care if anyone heard her. The tension building inside her for months had finally come undone and now she was going to love Ichigo with her heart and her body; especially her body.

Sweat rolled down Ichigo's back as he looked down at their joined lower halves. He watched as his cock was sheathed over and over again by Yoruichi's pussy, her round, firm ass jiggling with each strike of his hips. Looking up, he took in the sight of her back gleaming with sweat and her purple hair sprawled over her shoulders and found it a sight to behold. 'Next time we do this, I'm getting a camera….'

When Ichigo grabbed one of Yoruichi's hips and lifted her leg up, making her gasp in ecstasy as the different angle let him spear her even deeper than before. Yoruichi's breasts bounced as her body caved in to the pleasure. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her tongue stuck out lewdly. "Ohhhhhhhhh!" Yoruichi moaned, her pussy tightening around Ichigo's cock before gushing all over his waist and balls. "Ichigo! You're making me cum! I'm cumming!"

To the virgin Ichigo, the feel of Yoruichi's wet walls gripping his cock in a vice was too much for him. Feeling his balls tighten once more, Ichigo quickly pulled out of Yoruichi's squirting snatch and flipped the woman onto her back. Before Yoruichi could come to her senses, Ichigo stroked his cock and exploded all over her front, staining her stomach, tits and face with his cum.

Yoruichi basked in the warmth of both the afterglow and Ichigo's essence covering her. Grabbing the shirt, Ichigo cleaned her up before laying down next to her, holding her in his strong arms. "I love you, Yoruichi. I love you so much…" he whispered.

"I love you too, Ichigo," the woman whispered back, nuzzling his neck. "Mmmmh…this is nice. You holding me."

"Get used to it," Ichigo said in return. "I'll be the one holding you from now on."

Chuckling, Yoruichi nodded. "Nothing would make me happier…."

Meanwhile….
Outside Ichigo's Room

Karin came up the stairs and frowned. "What are you guys doing?"

Both Isshin and Yuzu had glasses pressed against the door with their ear against them. Yuzu's face was bright pink and Isshin had tissues shoved up his nose. Karin merely sweatdropped. "So they finally gave in, eh? About time." She frowned at the notion of her sister and father spying on them. "Really, guys?"

"B-but," Yuzu stammered, "It was so romantic! And…and loud!"

Isshin quietly left the hallway and headed downstairs to the poster of Masaki. "Masaki," he said in a surprisingly un-Isshin manner. "Looks like our boy's gonna be alright…" he said.

Karin called down to him from the top of the stairs. "Try saying that without having a massive nosebleed!"

The End