Author's Notes:
In celebration for Tanabata and the new episode of Bleach: Thousand Year Blood War Part 2, I give you another chapter of this smutty goodness.
Caution: Explicit Content Ahead
Enjoy!
"I was seduced through my ear. The more he talked, the more I wanted him, and he talked up a storm…"
Siri Hustvedt, The Blindfold
Our Affair
2. Claim You
Ichigo: I'll be home tomorrow.
Ichigo: Can we meet up?
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Late June
Nerves crippled my fingers the more I squeezed them. Sitting in the hotel lobby for Ichigo to show up, my heart skips over itself at the thought of seeing him again.
His short stay in the hotel was due to the fact Yuzu had taken over his room. His twin sisters were growing up and needed their own space.
Ichigo offered to meet up at the bakery I work at, but I flatly refused. To see him at the place I spread my legs for another man was just too weird.
I elected to meet him at his hotel instead. They had a cute café for guests to lounge around in.
I was smoothing out my cream-colored floral dress when I heard whispers and high pitch giggles in the lobby. Looking up, I saw the man who stole my heart that first day of second year.
His tall, muscled body strolled down the lobby dressed in a plain white t-shirt and washed-out black jeans with combat boots.
The aura around him was forever demanding. Women and teenage girls turned their heads when he walked by. Getting a full view of what was mine first. I watch from a distance for a moment, curious to see how he interacts with the attention.
Ichigo ignored everyone around him. His eyes searching… for me. His thoughts only on me. I grinned.
Out of character for myself, I stood up and ran up to him. I embraced him in a passionate hug. Pressing my breasts against his chest, wrapping my arms around his waist to interlock my fingers, and gazing up into his surprised eyes.
Tip toeing, I kissed him softly. His body relaxed into the unexpected kiss. Rearing back, I took in his reaction to my PDA.
A smile breaks his signature scowl on his face. It steals my breath away, not just the gorgeous contrast of white teeth against his peach skin, but the way he looks at me. Like he was looking forward to seeing me just as much as I found myself looking forward to seeing him.
I leaned up again for a longer kiss. He didn't deny me. His own arms wrapped around my waist pulling me closer into his frame.
In full display of the eyes in the lobby, I kissed him fervently. Mainly for those women and girls hoping for a chance. I wanted to let them know he was mine.
Parting our lips, he leaned his forehead onto mine taking in deep breaths.
"I glad you missed me, just as much as I missed you."
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The condensation of my glass filled with iced melon soda dripped onto the table.
Ichigo sipped his coke.
Our shared kiss in the middle of the lobby did not change the text I received a few weeks ago.
The air around us proved that.
"I- " I started. "So-" He spoke at the same time.
He smiled. "You go first."
I didn't know how to say what I wanted without sounding like a hypocrite.
"I met someone too." Start off with the truth. Lies are too complicated.
His smile fell. "Oh."
One word means so much in that moment. I didn't know how to take it. He met someone too, why can't I?
Don't cast blame.
I wasn't even lonely.
I'm not his girlfriend.
That kiss says otherwise.
I smiled softly. "It's nothing serious. We went out for tea and talked." And he ate my pussy like I was his last meal before an execution.
Ichigo placed his empty cup on the table, leaning forward. "Only tea?"
I nodded. Omitting the truth wouldn't change what I've done.
He rubbed his chin smirking. "Okay."
"What about you?" Reaching to push my bangs behind my ear. I had to act nonchalantly about his own escapades.
"It wasn't anything serious. Ayako is a classmate of mine who asked me out for coffee. We went out a few more times, but nothing further than a couple dates."
I reached for my drink to not let the disappointment show on my face. Letting the information sink in as I sipped at the carbonated drink. Swallowing the sweetness. "Do you like her?" Smooth.
He shook his head. "No." His eyes darkened fixated on my face. "She's not you."
Oh.
I smirked. Pushing the half empty cup to the side. "I would hope so." Biting my lips seems to turn him on. "Can I prove to you why she will never be me?"
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The one thing I regret about our first-time having sex was not appreciating Ichigo's well-endowed body.
When he peels off his white t-shirt, I lose any train of thought and all my composure. Besides my mouth dropping open at the sight of the sculpted terrain of his chest and abs, my eyes could not look away. Arms roped with muscles, biceps like rocks under peach skin.
My mouth watered at the pink nipples of his pectoral chest, six pack stacked on his lean stomach arrowing down to a narrow waist and hips gleaming through the afternoon glow from the hotel windows. I lick my lips thinking how he would taste on my tongue.
His happy trail of orange hair leading down to my prize that will set my body on fire. He smirks at my yearning filled eyes. With confidence he drops his underwear.
My eyes widen at his long proud standing erection. The pink crown leaking tiny drops of precum. His large hand strokes his dick devilishly slow.
I look up at him and his handsome smile. As big as he is, I was surprised he fit the first time.
I pulled off the dress over my head and threw it in the corner of the hotel room not wanting him to be the only one undressed.
His hands reached to help unhook my bra before I can.
Ichigo was still uncertain on how to move. How to pleasure me correctly without hurting me. However, I kept him together with my moans of approval. That was something that kept his mind focused as he ran kisses down my chest tugging me in closer.
"Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?" he says without thinking, spreading his other hand wide, thumb stroking the side of my breast.
My skin is soft and smooth but burning hot at his confession. Nipples hard and firm when the edge of his thumb brushes against it. A soft whine escapes my lips, leaning into his touch. He bows forward licking each mound before engulfing one breast into his mouth. He sucks it softly and leaves a small kiss then moves over to the next one.
After consuming my breast, his lips traveled down my naked body reaching my awaiting pussy. He nipped and kissed both of my inner thighs before pressing his lips on my soaked slit.
My mind automatically flashed to Ulquiorra's tongue and how he took me to heights I've never been before. I ceased that moment in my memories.
If I could compare to how Ulquiorra and Ichigo are when it comes to oral, I could answer with a straight face in honesty.
Ulquiorra knew exactly what he was doing and knows how to set me off.
But I'll still enjoy it because it's him. My first love.
I moaned as Ichigo moved his tongue slowly up and down my slits moistening it. He was aggressively lapping at my juices carefully.
"No…" I squirmed. I can't compare the two men, but I need him to make me feel good. His eyes looked up at me. "Don't do it like that."
He wiped his mouth. "How should I do it?"
It was awkward explaining to Ichigo how to pleasure me. I understood he was new at this just as much as I was, but Ulquiorra had set a standard I needed Ichigo to follow. Not precisely but to a degree.
Finally, after minutes of practice swipes of his tongue, he found his aptitude.
My whole body is buzzing with awareness, every nerve on end as his eyes are on my face. The way his eyelashes sweep on his cheeks watching the way my mouth falls open when he curls his fingers. The soft pleasing noises, sensual little moans that could break him if I let them. Eventually I push at his wrist, and he draws away carefully, his fingers sticky. He sucked on it consuming the flavors.
I nervously smiled when he groaned at the tangy taste.
He removed his hand from his mouth before moving over to his discarded clothes. Retrieving his wallet and producing a condom.
With skill he did not have the first night, he rolled the latex on his leaking member.
"You, okay?"
I nodded, needing him to stop talking and give in to our desires.
Pushing past my folds, his eyes were glued to his dick and my pussy swallowing every inch he gave.
Ichigo bit his lips observing our connection.
My eyes gazing at his teeth sinking into his lip. He looked charming concentrating on his slow strokes. Initially, he was hesitant, afraid to hurt me, but now that we had become more comfortable with each other's bodies, it was intense. Something else I noticed was how quickly the passion between us grew once we began.
Watching him bite his bottom lip and his brown eyes focused diligently to how our sex organs mend together made me more wet.
His eyes widened before traveling up my body. He could see every little heavy breath I took, feel every twitch my body made when he pushed his hips deeper, hoping to give us the undeniable satisfaction we both crave. Finally, his intense brown eyes land on mine.
"What are you thinking about that's making you so wet?" His voice coming out husky and deep.
"You, Kurosaki-kun" I moaned. "The way you're biting your lip. It's sexy."
"Yeah?" He leaned forward and captured my lips. "Only for you Inoue."
Lying on top of each other, my breasts capture his sweat as we move. Our kiss was the same as before but more confident. His kiss matched his steady deep rhythm.
I don't stop kissing him even when his dick jumps a little as I tighten my legs around his waist, and he groans. I moved my hips meeting him with each stroke.
Grabbing at his ass, I push to feel his pelvis brush against my aching clit.
Our hips are touching, our chests pressed together, we're kissing vehemently, hands everywhere, and everything is over stimulating in this hotel room. It crushes my consciousness demanding him to go faster and deeper than before. I'm worried that he can feel how eager I am but too excited to pull away.
But damn it was worth it.
His hips thrusting desperately -a hot rigid slide in, a tight pull out- and I whimper at each stroke. Every sound lighting up his body, making him aware of my fingernails digging into his shoulders and my heels pressing on his thighs. Sweat pooled all over our body as we moved in sync together. I move in a certain rhythm, and he follows it, instinctively. Way easier than the last time we had sex.
Fearless. Passionate. Pure.
There's nobody I'd rather share this with, nobody could make me feel this good.
Ulquiorra.
Ichigo kissed me desperately as he rocked into me, grabbing my attention from the other person.
His breathing came out uneven during his kiss, dragging me away from the lasting thought. I knew he was about to come.
"Don't come yet, Ichigo." I whispered against his lips not bothering to correct the way I said his name. I wasn't close yet. I wanted… needed us to come together.
He was breathing heavily "I… I can't hold back Hime," I noticed the way his eyes were furrowed, his hand gripping the bedsheet with a nearly impossible strength. Ichigo planted his face between my shoulder and the bed as his strokes became jerkier. He soon groaned into the pillow as his hot cum filled the condom.
I stroked his sweaty hair listening to his breathing even out.
"I'm sorry." Ichigo whispered. "You feel really good, and I couldn't help it."
I smiled, humming in understanding. I was okay.
It felt good to me too.
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We go another round before he finally falls asleep with his face buried in the side of my neck.
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Ichigo left the next day.
Leaving me with a simple kiss.
"I'll be back when summer break starts. We can try again then, and I'll be sure to blow your mind."
"You already have, being here with me."
His smile beamed.
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"Kurosaki-kun came to visit on his weekend off."
"I guarantee you did more than just talk." Tatsuki laughed on the phone.
I giggled. "Yeah… we did more than talk. He did tell me he met someone new at college. A classmate of his name Ayako."
"So… what does that mean between the two of you?"
I tilted my head in wonder. "I'm not sure. We didn't really talk about that."
"Really? Just sex and nothing else."
"I can't really ask for a long-distance relationship. It wouldn't be fair."
"For whom? You or Ichigo?"
"Both."
My phone vibrated with an incoming text message.
A smile graced my lips.
"Who text you? Ichigo or the new mysterious guy?"
I never got around to telling Tatsuki about Ulquiorra and what he did to me at work. Some secrets aren't meant to be shared.
"Mr. Mysterious." I whispered reading his message.
"Well, be careful. You are a free woman and can do whatever and whomever you want. I know I am. College is crazy horny!"
"I bet." I mumbled. A tinge of jealousy started forming in my voice at my best friend's college experience. Something I won't be able to experience for myself. "Let me get back to work. Same time tomorrow?"
"Yes, little lady. Have a good day at work."
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Ulquiorra: Do you have plans next week?
Orihime: Only working.
Ulquiorra: Then, let me take you out.
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Early July
Ulquiorra invited me out to the Tanabata festival.
I agreed right away.
My first official date with him.
He wore an all-black yukata with a hunter green obi which strikingly meshed well with his pale skin. I was happy to wear my pink blush yukata with Sakura patterns on the lower hems. A matching golden sakura kanzashi hair pin in my hair.
Taking hold of my hand we walked around the stalls of food and games.
He stopped at the bamboo tree with colorful streamers attached with people's wishes. Looking down at me he nodded his head.
"Make a wish."
I noticed Ulquiorra was not much of a talker. He was an attentive listener and overt observer.
"Okay." Grabbing my own tanzaku, I jotted down my own wish. I smiled at him and hung it up before he could read it.
"What did you wish for?" He hung up his own a few steps away from my own.
"If I tell you, it won't come true."
"I can guarantee my wish will come true before the night is over."
Our eyes lock. Holding. Heat swirling.
My thighs unconsciously rub together at the burning thought. His eyes wander down my body then back up to my eyes. Our eyes having an unspoken conversation… which is rudely interrupted by my growling tummy.
Ulquiorra gave a small chuckle shattering the intimacy swirling between us before turning away. "Let's get something to eat and look around some more."
My face grew hot not from the embarrassing sound but from the heat of his look. This man is dangerous.
My thoughts speculating about his wish and what that would mean for me.
His wish will surely come true. Whatever it is, I will give it to him.
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Throughout the late afternoon into the evening, we played mini games, talked, and ate our fill of varieties of food.
"What made you want me specifically?" I pulled on the cotton candy. His eyes looked down at me as I slowly chewed the dissolving sweetness.
Ulquiorra glanced forward, eyes trained on a couple kissing ahead of us. "It was your smile." His mouth twitched into its own small smile. "I craved your undivided attention… I wanted to also touch you."
I must have screwed up my face in a way that led him to chuckle when he looked back at me from the corner of his eyes. "I think about you a little more than I should." We stopped walking as he turned to face me fully. His green eyes burned under the night sky. "You are the last thing on my mind before I go to sleep. I dream about you at night and during the day, I daydream about you. You're my favorite distraction I can't help having."
A blush rises to my face. His words float around us while the summer breeze softly blows. The lanterns for tanabata began floating in the sky, highlighting his pale skin. I didn't know how to respond to his words. This is the most he has ever talked since I met him.
"I really want to kiss you right now and claim you as mine."
"Was that your wish?" I softly whispered.
"Will it matter if I answer?"
Whether I agreed to his question or not, it didn't matter. One moment, we were walking under the lantern lit sky and then the next his mouth crashed into mine as we stumbled back. He had me against a tree in a secluded part of the festival.
Our first kiss.
Hot and rough.
My yukata obi was untied around my waist and bra unhooked from the front. With his lips still on mine, licking an urgent desire into my soul with every swipe of his tongue, he hooks a finger through the soaked fabric of my underwear and tears it away from my body.
He breaks the kiss and brings the ruined material to my face. The scent of my arousal sifting between us, and my nipples harden when a lustful glint takes over his eyes.
"Arms up."
I was curious about his request. Gradually I lifted my arms when he brought my panties up aligning them with my hands.
"Are you going to tie me up?"
"Yes." He must have sensed my panic because he quickly followed up with, "Are you scared? You'll enjoy it… I know you will." The branch he is tying my hands against isn't too high, so it was not far to reach and support myself with.
Hands held together by another pair of ruined underwear tied to a tree, he begins to kiss his way down my body. His hands pushing my yukata further apart. His lips kiss my breasts, down to my stomach and fingers caressing my skin.
I'm already wet and throbbing with need for his mouth to do what it was intended for. My head falls back and my once tied down hair falls loose from its style snagging on the bark of the tree. I didn't care it was pulling, I needed him to move faster.
As if he could hear my pleas, Ulquiorra holds up my thigh lifting it and sinks his face in my pussy. His lips and tongue working over my heated flesh with fervent strokes that mean to do one thing and one thing only… destroy me.
He dips one finger into me as his tongue caresses at my clit. The hot sucking of his mouth sends sparks of electricity down my spine. Moans loudly leave my lips no longer caring that he is doing unspeakable things to me in a public area. His tongue dominating me is all I care about.
The pressure spreading through me has me pulling on the branch above my head needing to sink my fingers through his hair to keep him in a certain spot. If reading my mind again, Ulquiorra curls his finger in a come-hither motion that summons my orgasm headfirst.
The waves of pleasure have me riding his fingers to sustain the euphoric sensation. He hums his approval against my quivering flesh, lapping up the moisture leaking out of me with gentle reverence.
I closed my eyes embracing the high my body was floating on. He places my leg down as he stands up. Through hooded eyes, I see him undo his obi before pulling out a condom. His pale chest and abs elated my eyes. They zero in on the shaded tattoo of a number 4 attached to a black bat on his left pectoral muscle.
He places the packet between his teeth pushing his dick free from his underwear. He notices me staring. "The Great Black-Winged Demon and the four represents emptiness." Ulquiorra mumbles with the foil in his mouth.
"Oh… okay?" My concentration is no longer on his tattoo. The lace digging into my skin and my heart pounding out of cadence as I watch him tear the packet open. The restlessness soaring through me as he takes his time rolling it onto his long and impressive dick. He runs a rough palm up and down his shaft, only stopping when he's close to me.
"Ready?"
Not trusting how desperate I may sound, I nodded.
Taking hold, his hands lift me up until my legs wrapped around his waist. His own yukata pushed to the side letting his hard dick press against my entrance. Going slowly, feeding me inch after inch until I'm full. Stretched past my limits to an almost painful point while his tip nudged my cervix.
"Oh my… shit." The curse word passes my lips at the welcoming pain. The knot he tied is solid and it doesn't budge when I pull against the restraints. His fingers dig into my thighs as he rocks into me. His thrusts are steady, and hard enough to have my breasts bouncing.
My walls tighten around him, gripping him as pleasure rushes through my core. Ulquiorra lowers his face into my neck, kissing and nipping at my skin. His hot tongue licking up beads of sweat sending signals to my hips to roll against him. His lips grazing over my ear as his strokes sink deeper inside my core.
"I did say you will enjoy it." Nodding as I throw my head back and close my eyes feeling all my senses tangle into one. "Open your eyes. Look at me while I fuck you."
Moonlight filtering through the treetops is the first thing I see before gazing into Ulquiorra's smoldering eyes. Our frantic breaths mingling with one another, panting hard feeling his strokes and watching my expressions.
"You leave me breathless," I moaned.
He hummed. "Don't think… just feel." Dropping a kiss on my lips. It was hard to breathe with every rigid drag of his dick sliding in and out of my body. The force had me gasping and moaning while he pounds into me with an intensity that the tree bark scratches my back.
He gives me passion, power, and pain.
The rippling of my walls of my pussy and the way it makes Ulquiorra's strokes turn uneven is all I'm concerned with. He moves one of his hands from my leg and brings it to my clit. The pad of his thumb presses firmly rolling the bundle of nerves until I'm coming so hard my legs are shaking.
"That…" Ulquiorra's voice came out rough and laced with the same masculine pride. "That is what I wanted to see. The beauty you hold as you come." His eyes watch my face as I come undone.
My heart lurches with pride and awe at his words.
It doesn't take him long to come with me rolling my hips to meet his thrusts and tightening the muscles of my thighs to hold him close. Keeping him inside me while the heat of his cum fills the condom.
He throws his head back as an animalistic groan passes his lips. The sound warms my body, embedding itself into my veins and carrying it deep into my soul.
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His strokes were vigorous every time he snapped his hips. Holding my wrists over my head and his lips hovering over my trembling whimpers.
It felt good feeling him move crudely.
The overflowing urge to come was near but he would pause from gauging my reaction. Once my pulsating pussy calmed down, he started pounding into me again.
Ulquiorra was rough and hard when he has sex with me. I found out he was using me to release stress among other things, and I was okay with it.
Since I was using him too.
We both needed this.
He desired a reliever.
I craved the punishment.
Because I was falling in love with him too.
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Ichigo: I'll be home for my birthday.
Ichigo: We need to talk. Can you make time for me?
To Be Continued…
Author's Notes:
Hot stuff. *blush*
I lied… this will probably be more than 4 chapters.
But, how are you liking it so far? Thoughts?
Until next week.
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When We - Tank
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