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Edit: 30/07/2023

Enemy's Move

The sound of thunder woke Ichigo up from his peaceful sleep. He blinked his eyes hearing a steady heartbeat. He nudged the comfortable pillow that held his head laid on to see if the sound would stop. Feeling his pillow stir he shot up and noticed it was a naked Orihime. Noticing that it was her, he started to remember last night's activities. He smiled seeing her sleeping soundly. He really did miss her. He suddenly had the urge to ravish her again but first, he had to take care of his bladder problem.

Ichigo lifted himself off Orihime making sure not to wake her. He already was missing her warmth and the sound of her heartbeat. Slowly stood up, hearing Orihime roll over on her side giving him a full view of her backside. He felt his morning wood beg for immediate attention. Forgetting about handling his business he was about to shake Orihime awake when his phone started vibrating in his pants pocket that was on the floor. He reached down and picked up his pants fishing out his phone so he could silence it so she wouldn't wake up.

Pulling it out he cursed silently seeing the name of the caller. Ichigo looked over at Orihime's television clock at noticed it was only 6:13 A.M. The phone stopped vibrating, and he was about to put it back down when it started to vibrate again. He looked over at Orihime who was still sleeping. He looked around for a quiet place and noticing the stairs, he moved towards them.

Upstairs he turned a corner where he opened the first door he saw, happy that it was her bathroom. He answered the phone as soon as he closed the door.

"Dammit Senna, what do you want so early in the morning?" he whispered harshly.

"Where the hell are you, Ichigo? Why didn't you come home last night? Do you know how horny I was waiting for you all night?"

"I was busy," he replied nonchalantly.

"Busy doing what?"

"Working."

"Working?" she repeated in the same tone. "You expect me to believe that? Stop lying to me! Renji told me you haven't returned to work after our lunch date. So again, where are you and what were you busy doing all night?"

"Do you really want to know?" he asked.

"Uh yes, I do. Why do you think I was asking you?"

"I was with a client."

"Who," Ichigo stayed silent on the phone. "I swear to God if it's Orihime Inoue, I'm going to kill that bitch!"

"You better not lay a hand on her," Ichigo gripped his phone hard, whispering strictly, "or I swear I will kill you, Senna. Orihime has nothing to do with what we have."

"Are you serious?" She was getting furious. "Yes, she does! She's taking the father of my child away from me! You belong to me! She has everything to do with us." Senna screamed.

He was getting tired of her same rant. "Senna you never had me to begin with. You think because you're having my supposed baby you think you own me? I was never yours to have why don't you get that?" Ichigo yelled, matching her pitch.

"Please tell me you're joking. Do you really think she can take you away from me? Guess what Ichigo, if I can't have you, that bitch will certainly never have you either."

"What does that mean?"

"Exactly what I said." With that said she hung up the phone. He groaned in frustration.

She was pushing his buttons to the extreme. Ichigo ran his hand through his hair and tried to calm down before opening the bathroom door. Reassured, he opened it and what he saw made him stop breathing.

"Orihime… shit you scared me," Ichigo cursed. A naked Orihime stood glaring at him. "What?" he asked, trying to play clueless.

"I heard everything. I wasn't born yesterday, Ichigo." He looked away from Orihime's hurt eyes.

"I know that."

"Tell me what's going on. What did she say?"

"Don't worry about it, I can handle it." Orihime closed her eyes before opening them again, making eye contact with him again.

"Do you expect me to believe that?" she asked putting her hands on her hips.

"You trust me, right?" Ichigo asked not breaking eye contact with her.

Orihime shifted her weight on one leg. "…yes of course."

"Then don't worry about it, I will handle it." Ichigo pulled Orihime into the bathroom with him. She shrieked. He closed the door. "You really scared me when you stood there, but what you really did was turn me on standing there all naked."

Orihime smiled. "Did I now?"

"Oh yeah, how about we make use of this." Ichigo nudged his head downward. Orihime gazed at what he was pointing at.

"I think I can handle that." He moved away from her to pull her shower door open before turning it on. She watched him closely. He walked back towards her and pulled her into his broad chest. He kissed the top of her head.

"Get in the shower. I want you now." She smiled up at him before stepping into the shower. The hot water sprayed down on her back and onto her auburn tresses.

Ichigo stepped in after her. Orihime felt nervous. This is another first for her. He took one of her sponges that was hanging in the shower. He took one of her vanilla-scented body wash and squirted it on the sponge. He lathered it up and began washing her body. She flinched at how soft his hands were moving soaping her up. He cleansed her shoulders down to her arms, pulling at each of her fingers. Then he traveled back up to her chest running the sponge over each breast. Her nipples harden with his fingers lingering. He moved the sponge down her flat tummy and further down to her warm spot. He knelt and took one of her legs and placed it on his shoulders.

Orihime brought her hand to her mouth trying to hide her embarrassed moan. Ichigo took the sponge and rubbed her area. She whimpered. It felt good the way he washed it, being that it was sore from last night. The soap suds ran down her legs. Ichigo caught the suds with the sponge that was going down her leg. He then washed both of her legs and her feet too. He then turned her around.

She was enjoying it when he touched certain spots on her body making her bite her lower lip in anticipation. He stood up and took ahold of her ass. He palmed each cheek before running the sponge over it. He parted her ass and washed in between it.

"One day, I'm going to take you here," he said sticking his pinky in the small hole. Orihime tightened up. "But you have to be ready when that day comes." With all the suds on her body, Ichigo pushed her under the shower head rinsing off all the suds. He then took her shampoo bottle and squirted some in his hands. He lathered it in his hands before pulling her back to him so he could wash her hair.

Orihime groaned at the way he massaged her scalp. After a few minutes of unbelievable massaging, she felt like she would drift into another short slumber when Ichigo pushed her back under the shower to wash away the shampoo. After being rinsed off, Orihime took the sponge that Ichigo just used on her and added some of her body wash to it. She first started at his neck massaging the sponge into his body. She couldn't help but watch as the soap suds moved down his body, over his collar bone, to his chest, down to his nipples, and down each ab on his torso. Biting her lip harder, she continued down.

She passed over his hardened member which twitched when she stroked it. She made small circles while she washed it. She took ahold of his sack with one hand and ran the sponge under it. She squatted on her knees and kissed his tip. Ichigo hissed out.

"One day I will put that in here," she smirked before washing each of his legs slowly and his feet. She turned him around, so his back was towards her. Orihime slowly began washing her way back up his body. Reaching his back she took in every line, dent, and muscle that outlined his back. Throughout the whole time, he was silent. After finishing her washing duty, she pushed him towards the shower head to get rinsed off. She then took the same shampoo and washed his hair as well. They both remained silent during this time. After he was done being washed Orihime smiled up at him.

What took her by surprise was when Ichigo wrapped his hands around her neck and pushed her onto the shower wall. He started to kiss her hungrily. He pushed his tongue past her lips and kissed her like she has never been kissed before. Orihime felt weak at her knees. Ichigo removed his hands away from her neck and wrapped them around her body pulling her closer to his body. She wanted to be closer, so she wrapped her arms around his neck and then jumped up on him wrapping her legs around his waist and feeling his member brush over her core. They moaned at the feeling of each other's excitement.

Orihime ran her hands through his hair down to his back leaving tiny scratch marks. Ichigo groaned at her cat-like reactions and the feeling of her hard nipples rubbing against his chest. He moved away from her lips and started sucking on her neck. She moaned in satisfaction. He kept sucking, making sure he left his mark on her. He bit her, then kissed his mark before going back to her lips and devouring them. He moved his hands away from her waist and tucked each of his hands under her legs keeping them spread apart. Orihime held on to his neck so she wouldn't fall.

Ichigo removed one of his hands to guide his member into her awaiting core. Gliding it in smoothly he moved his hips and pumped into her slowly. Orihime closed her eyes moaning at the welcoming intrusion. Moving his hand back under her leg to keep her spread open for him, he started thrusting into her. She gripped his neck before pressing her back on the wall. He loved the view. He could see it all again; her pussy consuming his dick.

"Look," he whispered. Orihime opened her eyes out of confusion. "Look at what you're doing to me." She glanced down at what he was saying. She watched as his thick member entered her and came out of her. She didn't know how he could fit inside of her, but she felt more turned on if that was possible.

Removing one of her hands from around his neck, she placed it over her clit and started to play with it. He watched her.

"That's good, play with yourself. You look beautiful right now." Ichigo could feel that her walls were tightening around him. He thrust deeper into her receiving a shriek from her. He held onto her legs tighter and tried to spread them wider so he can continue to watch her play with her clit.

Orihime started to make circular motions around her clit but stopped every few moments because Ichigo was penetrating her so fiercely. Getting back into her rhythm she continued. She suddenly felt the need to use the bathroom. She moved her hands from her clit and tried to push him out of her.

"What's wrong?" he asked, stopping.

"I think I have to use the potty." Ichigo smiled.

"I know what you have to do," he started thrusting into her again. "Keep playing with yourself." Orihime didn't understand. "You'll see." With that note, she did just what he said. While he kept thrusting into her Orihime played with her clit. The build-up was becoming unbearable for her to handle. Ichigo couldn't handle it either because her walls were tightening more around him.

"I… I can't keep do…doing this," Orihime moaned.

"Yes, you can. Don't stop," he said through clenched teeth. She suddenly jolted and made a silent scream. Ichigo smirked. He felt the gush of water around him. Orihime's pussy started throbbing when she suddenly gave a throaty moan reaching her climax.

Ichigo moved his hands away from her legs and she automatically wrapped them around his waist so she wouldn't fall. He took her hands and placed them above her head. He continued to rock in and out of her. The slow grind continued helping her ride out her orgasm as their lips locked in a fierce kiss. She moaned into his mouth feeling his seed shoot into her. Ichigo groaned.

Orihime felt weak suddenly, she unwrapped her legs from around his waist. Ichigo let go of her hands that were above her head. She slid against the shower wall down onto the acrylic floor still feeling her orgasm aftershocks. Ichigo watched as she shook bit by bit. She looked up at Ichigo with a flushed face.

"Ichigo… did I… did I pee on you?" He started laughing at her while he turned off the shower.

"No, you didn't pee on me."

"Then what the hell was that?" she asked, still embarrassed.

"That is what you call squirting." Orihime was still confused. "Let's just say it is pee but it's before it passes through your bladder." she turned crimson.

"I DID pee on you!" she shrieked. Ichigo continued laughing as he helped her up to her feet.

"No, you didn't." He kissed her before he turned to open the shower door. "I'm hungry, let's get some breakfast."

Orihime smiled trying to hide her awkwardness. "Okay!"

Sosuke Aizen smiled with his hand on his chin. He sat in his office in front of the two standing in front of his desk. Ulquiorra one of the two stood next to Senna as she ranted about what Ichigo had done to her.

"Master Aizen, he didn't come home like he's supposed to. He hasn't been home in days but that was because of work, but suddenly, he was at that whore's house. Ulquiorra, isn't it YOUR job to keep your eyes on her? Why is she after my prey?" she shouted.

Ulquiorra stood with his hands in his pocket with his eyes closed.

"Ulquiorra, are you listening to me!"

"Damn woman you're annoying!" Senna snapped her head to the other side of the office and saw the most annoying being of all time.

"What the hell do you want Grimmjow?" The blue-headed man came out of the corner wearing an open black button collar shirt showing off his toned abs tucked in white slacks.

"Hey, um I don't know maybe some fucking silence. Do you not know what time it is? You come in here yelling like you have not fucking sense so early in the god-damn morning. Who cares if you lost your boy toy, that asshole will die soon anyway."

Senna clenched her fist. "What do you mean he'll die soon?"

Grimmjow smiled menacingly. "I'm going to do my job and kill that little shit."

This is short compared to the other chapters I had done recently, but it's short because I didn't want to give away too much.

Until then… I'll see you all next week!