Chapter 6
"Rock n roll' boys," Standing at the back of a black van, 3 tall figures checked their weapons one last time, before pulling the hood over their heads, and mask across their faces.
The driver flashed a thumbs-up and sped off.
Stealthily, the trio entered the compound and split up towards their respective marked spots as planned, amongst the shipping containers in the dark.
"Get a proper job. Learn a new skill, or go back to school and continue your course,"
"I know, but…"
"Don't make me list those things again. Sometimes we just procrastinate too much, sometimes we just settle for familiarity, sometimes we just don't dare to step out of the comfort zone, but you know you can't do this forever right?"
"You're right,"
"So you're gonna quit?"
"…"
"Hime?"
"Hai, hai~ I'll think about it!"
"It's the right choice.. I'm sure your lover boy will agree."
"Oh, I can't wait for you to meet him."
"Now spill it," Her best friend teased with her toothy evil grin. "...What's he like in bed?"
"Tatsuki-chan!"
There was nothing conventional about their first date, or their second. Then again, there was nothing conventional about either of them, from their respective jobs, to how they met, or how they even landed there in the first place. But that's a story for later.
For a non-conventional guy, he sure was damn persistent about certain 'conventions'. She recalled that since the first time they had fucked in Seireitei club, he'd always use protection, even the time she first brought him home after their first date.
Sighing dreamily as she cracked an eye open, she stretched like a cat, grinning from ear to ear when she felt warmth behind her. It was the first time she took a boy home. They just had their very first date. And he stayed the night!
Rolling over slowly and gently, she couldn't help but gush at the spectacular sight of ripped muscles that fed her eyes. The morning sun shone through the blinds on the naked man like a ray of golden glory, she licked her lips and inched closer to her delectable target.
He stirred momentarily, but kept his lids firmly shut. She smiled when he stretched an arm around her, pulling her closer to him.
She giggled at his furrowed brows, noting how much of a sleepy head he was. But she had other ideas, as she boldly darted out to lick the base of his neck, followed by pressing a hot kiss to his shoulder blade, then another... and then another...
"Hnn," he let out a lazy grunt in protest, but gave in soon after he felt her fingers tracing from his chest downwards to his navel, and venturing even further down.
Normally, he would be in a foul mood if prematurely woken from his slumber, but the sight that met his amber eyes brought a huge grin to his face.
"Morning, my angel,"
Honey tresses glowed in the morning sun, surrounding her naked form like a halo. Her bed hair a reminder of their wild night, his marks on her body made his chest puffed with pride. She was innocent. But he's completely tainted her... for that, he was gonna take full responsibility.
They leaned forward, in exchange for lazy kisses, content and happy to cuddle the morning away. His slow lingering caress was gentle, loving the softness of her skin under his hands. She enjoyed exploring his toned body and found something in particularly, hard, making her craving for more. She was innocent, but she discovered the joys of pleasure because of him. For that, she was gonna take full responsibility.
She smiled and lifted herself above him, settling to a position where she straddled him at his hips. He growled like a beast, feeling her heat on his morning wood. Her chest proudly on display, heaving as she took in deep breathes between her moans, sliding herself against him, back and forth... back and forth.
What a sight to behold.
His darkened amber gaze conveyed his desires, that he wanted her just as much.
He did a quick scan of the bedside table but frowned at the empty box. "Hime, do we have more?"
They looked each other in the eye, one showed disappointment and one was sheepish, in realisation that they definitely used everything last night.
He cursed.
Smiling at his predicament, she leaned forward and pecked his furrowed brows. Coyly, she whispered, "It's okay Ichi... Actually, I'm on the pill..."
He stared at her, and getting an idea of what she meant, of what that meant, his expression - dumbstruck.
She leaned down to kiss his neck, his jawline... and breathed against his ear, nibbling his ear lobes between her slurred words. "I want you to do it... inside,"
His sweet little angel was a devil in disguise. It made his member throb in pain... and it was starting to hurt. Damn it, she was killing him slowly.
He has done some bad things before, if dying young was his karma, he'd do so happily at her hands.
And that, was the exact moment when she found out just how persistent he was about certain conventions.
"Wait," He lifted himself up, so they were both sitting upright. "... Hime... You been vaccinated or tested recently?"
"Huh? Like, for Covid?" She was utterly confused.
Ichigo shook his head disapprovingly.
"Oi, just because you're on the pill, doesn't mean it's safe. It may prevent pregnancy, but not STDs or HPV,"
Well, let's say she wasn't expecting Sex Ed that morning.
Recalling her conversation with Rangiku when she reminded the younger girls at the club to get regular women health checks for STDs and pap smears. Fortunately, the older woman was very open about sharing her unfortunate story from the past. She suffered a lot when she found out she had HPV. It only affects women as it may lead to cervical cancer. Thankfully it was detected early enough through health checks and she got treated in time, she almost couldn't afford the treatment but Gin, her new beau back then, supported her, instead of walking away. There wasn't a vaccine back in the days but there is apparently one available now.
"Ehh but you're my first, and I haven't been with anyone else... " she justified with puffed cheeks, which earned her a loud sigh from him.
"I know that.. but did you just assume that I'm safe?" He questioned.
"Aren't you?" She gasped, hazel eyes widened in horror, her hands clasped in front of her mouth.
"No! That's not what I meant. I mean yeah - Yes, cos I always used protection and get checked regularly."
"So... there's no problem then‐-" she paused, her face went from disappointment to shock as she watched him hurried out of bed. "Ichigo?"
He's leaving?... Does he think I'm easy, or that I'm a-sl-slut?
"W-wait, where are you going?" She was dismayed.
"Mart." was the curt and urgent response while pulling up his pants. "Condoms,"
"Don't worry," seeing the look on her face, he smirked before leaning in to capture her pouting lips. "After your vax, I will give you as many creampies as you want,"
At this, she reddened in embarrassment, he seemed to enjoy teasing her.
Honestly, she couldn't believe this man... just a minute ago, he was smoking hot sex god who made her quiver between her legs, now he was worried about sexual hygiene. It just made him so.. so.. so... what's the word? Perfect! Ichigo could have had his way with her. But he chose to put her first, her health and safety first before his needs. He was either really careful, kind and responsible as a guy or, just simply - perfect.
For a non-conventional guy, he made sure she knew that he cared. It was more endearing than anything that any guy has ever done for her. She once had a boyfriend, who had been the complete opposite, a real douchebag in hindsight.
Maybe she was seeing Ichigo through rose-tinted lenses, but could you blame a girl in love?
Gosh, what? In love?!
She hardly knew him, it has only been weeks. She didn't even know what he did for a living.
What she knew about him... was that he loved it when she touches his hair; she knew how long it takes him to come when she sucks him off; she knew how crazy he was about her ass; she knew he had insane flexes and stamina; she knew how to tempt him for more and watch him lose control.
What she liked about him... was those intense brown orbs that held so much emotions. His eyes smiles when he looks at her. His brows shoot skywards when he's irritated or annoyed. But she finds his scowls funny. He was fit and handsome, his abs looked photoshopped. Physically very attractive aside, he had a great sense of style, he was better dressed than most guys, whether it was a simple clean white shirt, or a fashionable leather jacket, paired with faded jeans, topped with nice printed sweaters or hoodie, the colours matched and complimented his skin tone and bright hair perfectly.
He could pass off as a model, she decided.
She learnt that he enjoys reading, especially English literature, amongst his favourite was Shakespeare. And he was fluent in English!
He could pass off as a corporate guy or maybe a translator too, as she found him really intellectual.
But she didn't know where he lived, what his job was, or anything about his family. There were plenty of opportunities for him to share when she was talking about her brother but he didn't. And she was wise not to probe. She would wait for the right timing.
Bit by bit, little by little... she wanted to know more about him, everything about him. If he'd let her.
One more thing she's learnt about him, was - he was a man of his word, especially in bed... Before their second date, she had made sure she was ready and prepared, having done all her tests and vaccinations.
It felt so fucking incredible.
Receiving his hot bare rod into her burning core, was nothing like they have felt before.
Feeling his girth in her, she couldn't help squeezing uncontrollably. The warm from the steam and shower running over them gave extra sensation.
His brows furrowed in concentration... trying to hold himself back, that if he even loses the slightest bit of concentration, it would all be over. Try as he may, he came all too quickly (for his standards).
But it didn't take him long to recover for the next round... and then the one after... After all, he had promised her that he'd blow his load inside her as much she could take it.
He was certainly a man who kept his word.
At least twice a week, she would visit Sora.
Sora was her life, her parent figure, her brother. She adored him. Because he sacrificed alot to bring her up, taking her away from abusive parents, and supporting her. They didn't have much, but they had each other, it was them against the world.
3 years ago, he met his tragic fate in that horror road accident that claimed two lives on the crash site. Sora was rushed to the hospital, however, despite the doctor's best efforts, he never woke up.
Sora's surgery bills exhausted what little life savings he had to the ground, and he didn't have medical insurance. Orihime was told that the chances of him waking up would be close to zero... and the medical cost to sustain his current state would sky-rocket. But she couldn't and wouldn't make the decision to take him off life-support. So, she juggled between two jobs to support the both of them.
At first, she would visit him with teary eyes begging him to wake up. But after 1 year, the tears stopped coming. She wanted to show that she was fine, she wanted to be strong for her beloved brother.
"I met someone. He's caring, attentive, kind... He remembers little things I say... (sigh)... Although he's been gone for almost 2 weeks now," she mumbled the last part to herself, "Oh oops, sorry sorry oni-chan I didn't mean to ramble on... it's just that I want to tell you about the people I like. Please don't worry about me, okay? I'm a big girl who can take care of myself." She pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I love you, see you next week."
Following her best friend's (nagging) advice. She decided to re-enroll for her nursing course. She dropped out after first semester when the tragic accident happened to Sora. Now she knows that it is the thing she wants to do. If.. ..no, when Sora wakes up, she would be able to care for him professionally too. Having worked out her budget with her current 2 gigs, that meant she would have to cut back completely on shopping, entertainment, and dining out (~mou, goodbye donuts). But it was just going to be for 6 years. Once she graduated, she would become a full-time nurse and be able to quit Seireitei. A small sacrifice for a better future in the long run.
After her day shift at the call centre, she headed home for a quick break before heading to her night shift at the club. But she wasn't expecting the package at the front of her apartment door.
The curiosity was killing her as she quickly opened the little white card placed in the middle of the bright bouquet of intense hues - passion and desire.
Her heart skipped a beat as she stared at words.
Love,
xx Ichigo
The detective sat in the car, the radio crackling with anticipation. The target, known as Suigetsu, had been dealing drugs in the city for years. Tonight, they had a lead, a tip from an informant that Suigetsu would be making a significant deal at the port. She knew this was her chance to put an end to this operation and get a promotion.
"Have you found out who it was?" Anger was rising as he threw his whisky glass to the wall, watching it smash into hundreds little fragments of mess.
"Yes! Master."
The subordinate quickly handed over an A4 size print-out of a photograph taken outside a strip club, a lone figure of a man exiting through the door.
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Blitch out (Happy birthday to our dearest Orihime Kurosaki! 03.09.2023)
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