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Edit: 28/07/2023

The Game Begins

Ichigo slowly took his hands out of his pockets and watched in confusion as Orihime took her shades off to get a better look at him.

Why was she here? Why was she standing in his company's office building? How did she get here so fast? Her office was almost half an hour away. It just felt like he was just on the phone with her.

Orihime shifted her gaze to Ichigo that stood at the corner of the hallway with a stupid shocked look on his face. Taking off her shades, she looked him up and down noticing his gray suit with a royal blue tie and white button-up shirt with black shoes. He was still handsome even if he did look stupid. But she had business to take care of.

Snapping back to reality, he watched as Orihime walked up to him and slapped him in the face. Everyone that was in the hallway stood in shock. Their current CEO was slapped by their soon-to-be Co-CEO.

"How dare you speak to me that way?" Orihime yelled at him. "Do you think you can talk to me anyway? I'm not some little girl that has no backbone and will do anything you say. You will and forever talk to me with respect. Remember you came to me begging for a way in. So, if you want this merger to work, I advise you to talk to me with respect, and I might do the same for you unless you earn it. Is that understood Ichigo Kurosaki?" Orihime stood with her hands on her hips staring at him.

Ichigo tried to remember what just happened. She strolled into his company, caused a commotion, slapped him, yelled at him demanding respect, and asked if he understood. Coming over his shock his eyes flickered to anger.

Orihime noticing his change of aura, she shifted her weight on the other foot another way but kept her angry eyes burning into his growing angry eyes.

His employees started to whisper.

"Will the merger end because of him being disrespectful?"

"Wouldn't his grandfather become angry?"

"It was his grandfather's idea to merge with Sweet Treaties Industry because it is so successful."

"Still CEO Inoue did come out wrong making a scene here."

"Where's security?"

Ichigo listened to all the hushed whispers. His grandfather told him to be nice to this trident of a woman, but he couldn't take it anymore. He was blazing with anger now. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close so she could only hear him.

"You did something really bad. And what's worse is that you're on my territory. No one is here to protect you, Inoue." He turned and dragged her with him.

Orihime started to protest and tried to break free from his hard grip on her.

"Let me go you bastard." Still ignoring her, he continued to his office.

Fuck what his grandfather said. He won't tolerate this woman acting all types of barbaric in front of his employees demanding respect and saying she'll think about giving him respect. He didn't sign up for this crazy bullshit ride. His father told him; when he was serious, that most women were emotional creatures but this bitch behind him that he was dragging wasn't emotional. She was evil on many different levels. And he had to tame her before she grew out of control.

Finally reaching his office, he fully pulled her into the office and slammed the door closed. He locked the door and faced her.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked in a calm voice.

"What's wrong with me? The fact that you called me and then disrespected me is what's wrong with me! How dare you think you can talk to me anyway?"

"May I clarify that you were the one that told your assistant to tell Renji to tell me to ask you personally about this dinner date?"

Orihime rolled her eyes. "I don't know what women you've been with, but that conversation was not an invitation but you flirting with me. I told you I'm all business."

Ichigo started laughing.

"Do you really think I want to flirt with you? No man would! You're a control freak and barbaric in a sexy woman's body. It is such a waste."

Orihime gasped. "How dar-"

"You can't get mad at me. You already proved it when you walked into my company causing a scene and scaring the employees half to death yelling and demanding respect. Who does shit like that? Do you do things like that at your company? I hope not for the sake of your employees. "Ichigo moved closer to Orihime towering over her with his height. "Like I said fix your bullshit… wait let me clarify. Fix your horrible personality and try being a lady, and maybe I MIGHT respect you." Ichigo moved away from her and started to walk back to his desk. "You can leave now ma'am."

Orihime watched as he made his way around his desk. She was humiliated. She never had anyone provoke her like he did. Orihime looked down and tears started to form in her eyes. Maybe she has been acting out and being unladylike. Was this all the stress and pent-up anger she had been holding because of him since college? Was she taking it out on all these good people that surrounded her because she still wouldn't let him go? Maybe Tatsuki was right. She didn't need a massage, she needed something more.

Ichigo sat down and faced Orihime. Noticing that she hadn't left yet he scowled. Why the hell was she still there? Standing there as if she doesn't have work to do. He had work that needed to be done dammit.

"Oi, get out of my office. Are you deaf all of a sudden?" Ichigo watched as her body started to shake. Jumping up he ran to her. "Hey, are you okay?"

Taking him off guard she suddenly jumped on him and started to kiss him. With his reflexes, Ichigo grabbed her thighs to keep her up. Suddenly it clicked in his head that this lady was kissing him out of nowhere. Walking back, he hit his desk and almost fell back. Orihime grabbed his hair gaining more access from his sudden gasp. She darted her tongue in his mouth and tasted every bit of him. She let go of his hair and wrapped her arms around his neck. She needed to have a release and this man will give it to her.

Ichigo, trying to understand why her actions from early suddenly changed to this lady kissing him, decided to play her game. He responded and kissed her back. Twirling around, he threw her on top of his desk. Gasping for air from both parties they stared at each other. Maybe it is something they both needed. Orihime sat up and pulled her hair loose from her tight bun. Her auburn tresses falling to frame her beautiful face, she grabbed Ichigo and attacked his lips again. They both fought to pull each other's clothing off. He reached for her blazer and pulled it off, then going to her button-up blouse he ripped that open watching the buttons fall in different areas of his office.

Orihime pulled his suit jacket open and attacked his neck in small kisses. She pulled his tie so he could kiss her lips again. She moaned in his mouth when his fingers brushed her breast through her black laced bra. Ichigo pushed her down on his desk and watched as her hair sprawled out around her like a halo. This Orihime he thought he would never see. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and her lipstick smudged. This was turning him on. He grabbed her breast and squeezed them. They were so big and beautiful through her bra. He licked his lips. He didn't have time to go slow. He ripped her bra off and attacked her breast. His tongue flicked her pink erect nipple before he started to suck on it.

She gasped and pulled on his hair. She needed this; she kept telling herself. She pressed her thighs together to keep the friction going in her nether region. Noticing this Ichigo pushed her legs apart and grinded his hard member in her hot area. They both groaned out in pleasure. He continued to grind into her as he attacked her other breast giving it the same attention as the other.

Growing frustrated Orihime pushed Ichigo off her. She pulled his shirt open and watched as his buttons landed close to where all her buttons were. Pushing off his shirt, she kissed his chest. His body was a sight to see. Licking her lips, she continued to kiss her way down to his belt that held his pants up. She pulled the buckle of his belt and zipped his pants down. He needed to lose everything from now. She pulled his pants and boxers down at the same time. His erection sprang free. Another sight to see. She blushed, noticing how big he was. It's been a while since she had been intimate with anyone.

Ichigo smirked, seeing her shock. He pulled her up and pushed her back down on his desk. He pulled at her slacks. He didn't waste time either. He pulled her panties along with her slacks and threw them to the side. Orihime smiled. He pulled her thighs apart and smiled at how wet she was. She was even beautiful down there. Her pussy with small auburn curls was glistening and waiting to be entered. Ichigo wanted to taste her but was too high off the sweet aura and the sight of her sex that he wanted to feel her now. Grabbing a hold of his member, he teased her. Her juices were glistening on his tip while he teased her.

Orihime started to whine when he continued to tease her. He wanted to make this last but he himself was growing frustrated. Finding her entrance, he plunged into her. Her walls gripped him tightly. He hissed out how tight she was. Orihime screamed from his sudden entrance. Sitting up she grabbed his arms placing crescent moons from her nails. Both panting he waited until she got adjusted to him before moving. She laid back down and then jerked her hips to let him know that she was ready. He pulled out of her completely and plunged back into her. Orihime screamed again. He didn't stop; he kept doing the same action over and over, Orihime giving him the same reaction. He grabbed her thighs and pushed them down and further apart so he could feel her deeper. She felt so good.

Orihime moaned out feeling him fill her up. She started to move her hips so she could meet him with every thrust. He turned his hips to thrust into her with a slight angle. Orihime moaned out with him hitting her spot. She rolled her hips to feel more pleasure. Ichigo groaned feeling her roll her hips with his member inside her. Ichigo leaned forward and watched Orihime as her eyes glazed over with pleasure. This was a sight he doubts he'll forget. Her face was flushed with small amounts of sweat forming around her forehead. Beautiful. His mind wondered a little, he remembered just less than a moment ago she was outside his office causing a scene. He grew angry. He thrust into her angrily. She screamed out. He was going to tame her and make sure she remembered this moment. He wanted her to remember that only he can give her this much pleasure. He leaned back and watched as he entered her. He watched as her pussy continued to keep his member wet. This he can get used to. Maybe the merger wasn't so bad after all.

Ichigo pulled out of Orihime. She started to whine, missing him inside her. He pulled her arm so she could stand up. Orihime was confused at his sudden actions. He grabbed her hair and kissed her roughly. She moaned at his rough actions. He pulled away from her and turned her around. He pushed her down on the desk so that her ass was facing him. He slapped her ass and Orihime giggled. His handprint was starting to form and turn red making Ichigo feel cocky. He then took his member in his hand and guided it into her awaiting pussy. He grabbed her hair and made her arch her back. He continued to thrust into her. The sounds of the skins slamming into each other made him fuck her harder. Orihime cried out with pleasure as he continued his assault. He moved his other hand and pulled at her nipple. Moaning out in pleasure, Orihime felt that she was about to reach her peak.

Ichigo felt her tighten around him. But he wasn't there yet.

"You better not," he growled.

Their pants started to become in sync with moans and groans, sometimes throwing them off. Ichigo let go of Orihime's hair and breast to have a good grip on her hips before he could come. Orihime felt her orgasm coming she screamed out in frustration at Ichigo for not reaching his yet.

Ichigo smiled.

"Okay Hime, let go," he groaned out. Orihime threw her head back, finally coming hard. Ichigo held on tight to her hips as he thrust a final time and came deep inside of her. He let go of her hips and took hold of his desk.

Both of them coming down off their high to catch their breath, Ichigo pulled out of Orihime and watched as his cum dripped from her pussy. Stepping back, he took a better look at his work. He smirked.

Orihime slowly stood at full height and turned around to face him. With flushed cheeks and her breathing coming back to her regular rhythm stared at Ichigo.

They both were lost of words.

Nasty Adults lol

Hopefully, this sort of explained Ichigo's OOC, he had to act like that on behalf of his grandfather.

Until next time... which will be soon.

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