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Edit: 30/07/2023

The Game Continues

Ichigo drove up her driveway. He saw another woman speeding through the open gates of Orihime's home. The woman looked beyond pissed. He drove through the open gate and parked his car. He got out of the car taking off his suit jack and throwing it in the passenger's seat. He then slammed the car door shut. He took a deep breath and made his way up to the front door. He knocked on the door waiting for her response.

Orihime opened the door.

"I'm not apologizing for something that's true Tatsuki. Your fi-" Orihime stopped talking looking up at Ichigo who was listening to her. He narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but notice the red handprint on her cheek. She also had dried tears on her face. He took in more of her appearance. She didn't look the same as he remembered. She looked like she had lost some weight and she didn't have a glow about her. She just looked so drained from everything. He was hoping he didn't cause her misery to look the way she did.

"What happened to you?" he finally asked.

She flinched from his question. "What the hell are you doing at my house?"

"I came to talk to you."

"God, you too. Can't I get a break?" Orihime turned away from him and walked back into her house. Ichigo followed her inside closing the front door. He followed her to her living room, and he stood as she made her way further into her house. "Have a seat; I'll be there in a moment." She soon came back with an ice pack pressed against her face. She then sat down on the couch with her legs tucked under her body. She got comfortable and returned her eyes to his tall figure that was still standing. "I said that you can have a seat you know."

Ichigo thought about it. He finally chose to sit down next to her. He leaned up and clasped his hands together.

"What is it that you want to talk to me about?" she asked leaning up and taking the bottle of wine and pouring the rest of the wine in her glass. She leaned back and began sipping.

Ichigo glanced at her. "Orihime…" She stopped drinking her wine and faced Ichigo. She still had the ice pack against her face.

"What?" she asked annoyed.

"I just want to apologize for the way I treated you." Orihime closed her eyes and turned away from him. He continued. "I shouldn't have dropped the bomb on you like that about my ex-girlfriend and the pregnancy. I shouldn't have taken my frustration out on you because of my fucked-up situation." Orihime opened her eyes before putting her glass on the table. She continued to keep her eyes away from Ichigo. He sighed. "What I should have done was tell you about Senna's pregnancy and –"

"Senna?" Orihime looked over at Ichigo. She knows she heard that name before.

"Yeah, that's my ex-girlfriend's name." Orihime removed the ice pack away from her face. "We were on and off most of our relationship throughout college, but we completely separated after graduation. What she and I had was pretty intense, but we became friends in the end. Or so I thought." He ran a hand down his face.

"We had a drunken night and I'm guessing she and I had sex without protection causing her to get pregnant. I'm not really fit to be a father, hell I don't even want kids because of an earlier situation in my life." Orihime felt her heart drop. "You probably won't forgive me for throwing the word abortion around carelessly after what you went through, but I decided to do the right thing and be there for the baby. But what I can't do is forget about you Orihime." He locked eyes with her. "I know Senna claimed that she would hurt you if I had any contact with you," he said dropping his hands and clenching them together, "but I can't help but be with you. I've missed you and I will protect you from her."

Orihime stared deep into his eyes.

"What are you saying Ichigo?" she asked.

Ichigo turned his body to face her directly. "What I'm saying is that I want to be with you."

"I don't get it."

He frowned. "I want you to be my girlfriend is what I'm saying."

"Why?" she asked.

"Because…" Ichigo turned his head away from her and ran his hand through his hair. "I like you Orihime and I can't be without you."

She watched his nervous fidgeting. "You don't even know me that well to claim these things." Orihime turned away from him. She started to play with the ice pack in her hand.

"But I want to be with you and also to get to know you as well."

"But she's pregnant."

"I don't care. She won't stop me from seeing you."

"You can't have both of us. You have to choose one."

"I choose you, Orihime. I want to be with you."

She looked back at Ichigo who was watching her. "But she's pregnant…" she whispered.

"That won't stop me from being with the one I want to be with."

"But…"

"Stop finding reasons and tell me you want to be with me too." Orihime continued to stare into his intense brown eyes. They looked so hopeful.

"I don't deserve to be happy…" she whispered.

"Yes, you do." He moved closer to her on the couch. He put his hand over her hand that was holding the ice pack. He slipped it from her hands and placed it on the table. He then cupped her cheek which was still red. It was cold from the ice pack, but he softly rubbed her cheek.

Orihime closed her eyes. He was being affectionate with her, something they never did before. She moved her hand and placed it on top of his big one. She smiled.

"Are you sure?" He nodded his head giving her a small smile. "Okay, we can try." He leaned in and kissed her. Orihime closed her eyes and kissed him back. They shared a slow tender kiss. Ichigo moved his hand from her cheek to her shoulder and pushed her down on the couch causing her to gasp. Ichigo took that opportunity to slide his tongue into her sweet canvas.

He still remembers how she tastes, still sweet with a hint of bitterness from her wine. Orihime loved the way his tongue explored her mouth. She pushed his tongue out of her mouth and explored his as well. They both fought for dominance. Ichigo moved his hands to her oversized hoodie and started to push it up off her. They parted breathing heavily so they can get the hoodie off her body.

After discarding her hoodie their lips captured the other once again in a passionate kiss. This time their tongues went into a slow sweet dance. Ichigo pulled away from Orihime leaving a line of salvia that kept them connected. She was panting from lack of air. She quickly recovered and pulled Ichigo back to her and kissed him. She tilted her head to deepen their kiss. She couldn't get enough of him.

Ichigo pulled away from her again and pulled his tie off before unbuttoning his shirt. Orihime growing impatient sat up and helped him unbutton the rest. He pulled his shirt off and attacked Orihime again pushing her back down on the couch. From her lips, he started to kiss her neck and suck on her pulse point. Orihime moaned in pleasure. She ran her hands through his hair pushing him further down to suck on her neck harder. He bit her neck making her sigh.

He moved from her neck down to the valley of her breast. He gave small kisses up and down the valley of her breast leaving a wet trail. He pushed her straps down and pulled the rest of her bra down. He exposed her beautiful ample breast. Her small pink nipples were erect from the pleasure that he was giving her. He took both of his hands and kneads them. She groaned as he slowly massaged them.

Ichigo pulled at her nipples harshly and let them go to watch her breast bounce. He smirked. He took one of her pink nipples into his warm mouth and began to suck on it. Orihime still had her hands in his hair pulling at his orange locks. She arched her back so he can take more of her breast in his hot mouth. He slowly swirled his tongue around her pink bud before capturing it with his teeth and pulling.

"Ahh," Ichigo let go of her nipple and moved to the next one to give it the same amount of attention. He then grabbed both of her breasts and pushed them together and took both of her nipples into his mouth sucking, swirling, and grazing his tongue over them.

Orihime couldn't take her eyes off him as he abused her buds. He stopped for a moment and pulled her body up to sit. He moved his hands around her back and unhooked her bra. The material fell from her arms and down to the living room floor. He pushed her back down and kissed her flat stomach. He blew into her belly button before dipping his tongue inside of it. Orihime giggled out of relaxation. Ichigo moved down to her pelvic bone and gave her small butterfly kisses before sinking his teeth into her flesh. She sucked in a breath. He lapped his tongue over the teeth mark and kissed it marking his work. He moved down and parted her legs. He could smell the sweet aroma of her pleasure.

"I can smell you," he whispered before kissing the inside of her thighs. Orihime blushed from his comment. "I love the way you smell." He bit the inside of her thigh. She whimpered. He moved to her next thigh kissing and biting the inside of it. He went back up to her warm core that was still covered by her panties. He pushed her panties to the side to look at her pussy. He slipped his index finger up her folds feeling the wetness of it. He rubbed his index finger and thumb together getting a better feel of it.

"You seem ready to me," he said before tasting her wetness on his fingers. She watched him as he sucked the juices off his finger. He caught her staring at him. The way her face lit up made him smirk. "Lift your hips." Orihime nodded her head and did what she was told. He pulled her panties down her creamy thighs and ankles.

Dropping the wet flimsy material by her bra, his hands moved to her thighs and pushed them apart again.

"Now this is a sight to see. Get up." Orihime was confused but did what she was told. He sat upright on the couch outlining her body with his eyes. "Sit right here."

"Sit where?" Orihime was confused at his request.

"On my face."

Her face grew crimson. She never did that before. "I don't know… know how to do that."

"I'll teach you. Come here." Orihime stood in between Ichigo's legs. "Climb on top." She did just as she was told. He took hold of her thighs. "Hold on to the sofa." She gripped the back cushions of her sofa. He felt how tense she was. "Relax Orihime." She flinched at the way he said her name. He pushed her towards his mouth, and he kissed the lips of her hot core. He then darted his tongue out and started to play with her clit that was swollen needing attention. He kissed and flicked his tongue around it.

Orihime's fingers tighten around her sofa. Her leg was beginning to shake. His tongue was thick and wide like his member as she could recall. He kissed her lips again and then sucked on her clit again. She threw her head back. He slipped his tongue inside of her hot core and swirled it around tasting every bit of her.

"Ahh!" He pumped his tongue in and out of her. He removed one of his hands from her thighs and used one of his fingers to part her lips. He sucked harder making her lips swell up. He slipped a finger inside and pumped it in and out as he sucked on her clit. Orihime started panting. She closed her eyes feeling tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Something started to pull at her. She felt a great deal of pleasure gripping, pulling her in and out of reality.

Ichigo moved his hand around her waist bringing his other hand to do the same. He pushed her down further on him so he could taste more of her. Orihime bit her lip to suppress her screams, but it was not helping. She threw her head back feeling the strong urge to release the strong pull that was inside of her. She was losing herself and finally letting go. Releasing the tension that she was holding and all her essence into Ichigo's mouth. He took every bit of all her juices making sure none of it escaped.

Orihime was then flipped back on the couch. She was staring at Ichigo as he wiped the remains of her juices from his chin. She couldn't really focus. She felt so tired and drained. She closed her eyes just to get a little bit of sleep.

"Open your eyes," Ichigo said as he stood up and unbuckled his pants. Orihime looked through her slits at his beautiful body. He kicked off his pants and boxers along with it. She watched his hard member standing at attention. She licked her lips. He came back on the couch and pushed her legs apart.

He watched Orihime as she tried to focus her attention and shake herself out of the haziness. He couldn't wait for her. He wanted her now. He took hold of his throbbing member, rubbing up and down the shaft. He was sensitive at the moment. He moved his arm around Orihime's waist and pulled her closer to him. He lined up his member with her wet core. He teased her pussy lips making his precum-coated tip wet with her essence before he fully entered her.

Orihime cried out from his thickness and unexpected intrusion. He hissed out at her the way her pussy walls were gripping him. He pulled out again before thrusting back into her core. He pumped in and out of her feeling himself go deeper into her from the way her walls were gripping him.

She arched her back. He leaned forward and kissed her already bruised lips. She couldn't concentrate on kissing him and him thrusting into her. She moved her lips away from his own to just focus on meeting each of his thrusts. She rolled her hips and moved her hips to keep the intense pleasure to continue. Ichigo kissed her neck. He leaned off her and gripped her hips and thrust deeper into her. He watched as her breast bounced from his thrusts. Orihime shrieked. It felt like he was hitting her spot.

"Fuck," Ichigo felt back down towards her ear. She heard his harsh breathing as he continued to thrust into her. He groaned feeling the slickness of her wetness. Orihime felt close listening to his harsh breathing, the feeling of him thrusting deeper in her, and the sound of their skins slapping together. Both of their bodies started to heat up from the hot sex and close body contact. He leaned back and rolled his hip. He picked up one of her legs and put it over his shoulder. He felt himself go a little deeper.

Orihime threw her head back running her hand through her hair while arching her back. Ichigo worked his hips as he stared down at his member disappearing and reappearing every time he thrust into her. He could see her juices surrounding his shaft and dripping off his orange pubic hairs. He continued to stare at her pussy and the pink lips surrounding his member. He grabbed the ankle of her leg on his shoulder and flipped her over on her stomach. Orihime gasped at his roughness. He held onto her hips and started to thrust into her at a rapid pace. She threw her head back once again. Ichigo pushed her hair off her shoulder, and he lean forward to bite it.

"Ahh yes!" she moaned.

Ichigo glanced down while slamming into her, watching her ass shake from his forcefulness. He moved his hands around her to feel her breasts bounce in small circles. He grabbed them kneading each causing Orihime to shiver in pleasure. She got used to his fast pace and met him at every thrust. Both of their bodies were drenched in sweat. The smell of sex was lingering all over her living room and couch cushions. Her toes started to curl thinking about what they were doing. Ichigo felt her walls tighten around him. He felt himself building up too. He let go of her breast and leaned back to watch her ass as he buried himself deeper into her.

"I... Ichigo I'm about… I'm about to cum," Orihime dug her nails into the armrest of her sofa.

"Mm," he responded in acknowledgment.

"Ahh!" Orihime whimpered finally coming hard.

"Shit," Ichigo tried riding out her climax feeling her pussy pulsating. Clenching his teeth and burying himself deep inside, spurts of his hot cum filled her core.

They both stared at each other before Ichigo fell on top of her.

"Oh, my God Ichigo you're heavy," Orihime giggled.

"Uh sorry," Ichigo said before removing himself and getting off her. She turned herself over and pulled him down to rest on her chest.

He closed his eyes and listened to her heart pounding. Slowly they closed their eyes and began to drift off to a dreamless sleep.

Wow, two chapters down!

I had to add a smut moment because this is a smut story and there will be more to come

And I know some of you noticed that Senna has been the two other characters' attention

The question is Who is Senna to them?

You'll find out soon.

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