Unspeakable

So I was watching the Bleach anime again and I got to episode 8 where Saidoh Eikichi implies that Rukia is staying in the human world for human pleasures so I thought I'd write a oneshot from that perspective.

Hope you like it and please review!!!! Also guys I've never written a het smut before so read it and give me feed back please!
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A man stood surrounded by children as they all huddled around a small barrel on a sunny afternoon in Soul Society. The spinning tops were furiously clashing as the kids and the man watched eagerly. The shinigami was smiling even as he urged his top on before it spun off. The kids start laughing but they all trail off as an imposing man walked up to them.

The top spinner smiled and shooed the younger children off with some candy before he approached his superior.

“You have a new assignment Saidoh. Kuchiki Rukia has been staying in the human world for too long. Find out why.” The imposing officer commanded.

“Hai, this means I can go wild to some extent right?”

“hn” the superior officer leapt away.

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The teacher droned on and on as her voice seemed to merge with the hum of the air conditioning. Ichigo sat in the back, his head resting in his palm as he stared mindlessly outside the classroom.

It had been one month since all this shinigami-hollow business had started. Kuchiki Rukia was now part of his class but she had been missing for most of the past few days. Kurosaki had seen her early in the morning as he went off to school but before he could ask her where she was going she was gone already.

Kuchiki Rukia…Rukia

Ichigo let his mind wander as he thought of his new partner of sorts. Her soft black hair. So dark it threw off blue highlights. Her pale face and her large navy blue eyes were intense and yet they always seemed to call to him, make him want to stare into them.

But he didn’t, he never did. The redhead thought of her lithe figure, her small frame and he wondered again what it would be like to touch her.

Wrap his arms around her slim body.

Feel her petite breasts press against his chest.

Her lean waist.

Shaking his head he snapped out of his thoughts as he realized the potentially horrible consequences that could result from this current train of thought.

Taking a quick look down he bit the inside of cheek hard, the pain riding over the beginnings of his hard on.

Jesus Kurosaki get a grip she’s not even hot

Unbidden Rukia’s soft form filled his mind again. A sleeve of the yellow sun dress she wore slid down over her shoulder exposing the white strap of her bra as her face turned towards him, her cobalt eyes intense as she caught his .

………………………….I…..c…..hi…….go

……………Ich….ig….o

“ICHIGO!” came roaring in his ears as he turned to Tatsuki just as he dodged her fist.

“Bye Kurosaki-kun” called Orihime

“Bye Inoue” He called back as he watched everyone file out of the classroom.

Hauling himself up he grabbed his bag and started home. The warm afternoon sun on his back as he let his thoughts trail down into the gutter again.

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“Uggg” Rukia growled at the little meter in her hand. Her gigai needed more juice or whatever it was that Urahara put in it. Standing up on the building roof she had taken to using, the brunette leapt down as she headed for Urahara Shoten. The warm sun turning everything into oranges and yellows and pinks around her.

Across town Ichigo yelled out “Tadaima!” as he walked into his house. The darkened interior making him pause.

“Eh?” he noticed a note on the fridge door

Gone to visit a friend be back tomorrow-Karin

Me too-Yuzu

I’ll be out late at the supply shop my dear children BUT DO NOT WORRY I WILL RETURN SOON TO COMFORT YOU!
You’re loving father!

“Eh.” Ichigo muttered as he grabbed a snack and headed upstairs to his room. His mind filling his head with images of the brunette woman who lived in his closet and slept less than 5 feet away from him every night.

Her large blue eyes

The small swells of her breasts

The gentle curve of her hips

Her smooth lips, moist when she licked them wet.

“agg” Ichigo muttered as he sat on his bed, burying his head in his hands he tried to stop thinking, stop imagining what she would feel like in his hands, under his body.

Stop this Kurosaki

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Saidoh Eikichi was combing Karakura Town as he sought out Kuchiki Rukia. He methodically scanned the energy ways and the whole of the town. But curiously she gave off no energy…curious.

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“There you go Kuchiki-san good as new, should feel just like your real self for a least a while longer then the other one.” Urahara smiled as he watched the young woman smile, thank him, then leave. Leaving the store Rukia let her mind trail back to the ever present Ichigo but she sighed as another more important memory reminded her of things that should not be, could not be.

~*~*~ “Kuchiki-san we are shinigami, we aren’t allowed to have feelings much less for a anyone else. Of course with higher ranks then maybe, but now you are nothing more than a soldier you have no right nor reason to feed these human feelings you carry around.” The older professor reprimanded her as his black eyes seemed to read right into her very core. His voice was stern and it seemed to echo through the empty classroom loudly.

“There is no space in honor and duty for these feelings you spoke of. Wipe them from your mind and from your heart for I’m sure your brother will have much to say of your behavior if this continues.

“Hai-taicho-sama” Rukia spoke meekly to her feet. She had been caught with another classmate in a simple kiss. A sweet kiss no more passionate then a butterfly but that was unacceptable especially for a Kuchiki. The boy would no doubt get a whipping but for her nothing would happen, nothing ever happened.

“Dismissed” ~*~*~

Feelings, human feelings, compassion, concern, even love where not acceptable amongst the lower ranks of the shinigami, if you ever wanted something then you had to earn the rank to have it. That was the bottom line for everything in the Soul Society.

And here she was reduced to a mere human and full of human feelings.

Kurosaki, that boy had grown on her, he had unceremoniously caught her unawares. He had invaded the heart she had thought she had left behind. And everyday he seemed to break down her walls just a little bit more. His presence was always around her, his strength, his honor.

The worst part about it was that Ichigo himself didn’t know the image he made, nor the raw masculine sexuality he exuded. When he was fighting he was graceful and erratic, smooth and rough, Kurosaki Ichigo was magnificent in battle.

His complete concentration and total commitment to his battle lent an extra dimension to him as a whole and Rukia saw it all.

The young woman continued walking home as Ichigo filled her mind. There was no doubt that he was handsome if a little rugged but, Rukia smiled, she liked them that way.

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Ichigo sighed angrily as he gripped his pencil in his hand, the mathematical equations swimming in his head. He couldn’t concentrate.

Rukia

He couldn’t focus past the slight throbbing in his groin.

“DAMN IT” he snarled to himself, he wasn’t an animal, wasn’t going to debase himself or Rukia by jacking off like some little boy just hitting puberty.

But his ever present determination was fading as the woman took hold of his mind again. He couldn’t shake her out, couldn’t stop thinking about her, imaging her, wanting to touch her. Heat pooled within him as Ichigo fought this need .

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Rukia turned the corner as she spied the Kurosaki house and just like that her heart sped up. Swallowing she looped around to get to Ichigo’s window, seeing it open with no light inside. She sighed no one must be home. Leaping up into the room, she froze coming nose to nose with Ichigo himself.

“Ah!” The redhead threw himself backwards as he swallowed, his face flushed as he pressed himself along the far wall of his room, the darkness shrouding him.

Rukia stopped atop the bed as she looked at his darkened form, her heart racing as she swallowed nervously, the tense atmosphere enveloping her.

Across from her, Ichigo’s harsh breath filled the room as Rukia watched him.

“please……lea….ve Ruk…..ia…” He finally spoke raggedly into the silence.

Ichigo….wha----? Rukia eyed him with concern before she stepped down from the bed and towards him. Five steps, it took five steps to reach him before the small brunette stopped less than a hand’s width away from his chest.

“Ichigo…”

She reached out a hand to touch him when he yelled “DON‘T TOUCH ME!” freezing in place, Rukia stared through the darkness.

“What the hell Ichi---” but he cut her off, lunging forward he yanked her close and kissed her. His rough mouth covered hers desperately.

Rukia froze, shocked before she pulled back her fist ready to slam it into his face, but Ichigo was too fast and grabbed her arms harshly before slanting his mouth against hers. Trapping Rukia against him, Ichigo pulled back and rasped against her mouth, his hot breath washing over her.

“I can’t stand it anymore Rukia….” he trembled around her

No feelings

Shinigami have no feelings

Duty

Honor

You’re a Kuchiki, act like one

NO!

Rukia shook her head and wrenched her hand free from his loosened grip. Grabbing the back of his orange hair, she yanked him close and kissed him back. Ichigo made a pained sound in his throat as he held her, pushing his tongue against her lips he licked along the seam of her mouth, asking her for more.

Rukia shut her mind down, she wouldn’t think, she wouldn’t weigh all the sins of this moment. No she would feel, absorb the feeling of this boy--- no this man’s body against her.

Feeling him around her, Rukia gasped into his mouth, her own tongue sliding forward to meet his in a tangle of heat and spit. Their mouths were moving together, as Rukia’s hand loosened in his hair as the heat of the moment washed over her.

This was no sweet kiss in the back of a classroom, this was passion, this was heat….and Rukia was almost drunk on it, pressing her body fully against Ichigo’s hard planes she rolled against him, sliding heatedly against his body, telling him wordlessly to continue.

Ichigo was eating her alive, his mouth was hot and wet against hers as she reveled in him, in his kiss, in his dominance. If there was one thing Ichigo was, it was dominant. He played her lips, her tongue as if he owned them, his rough mouth plunging against her own even as his hands gripped her sides, moving over her dress, kneading her heated skin.

Ichigo seemed to be a beast contained, as he reared back to let them breathe, his mouth hovered over hers, their panting breaths mingling in a hot wave. As Rukia pushed back from him, she tugged at his uniform buttons, her dark eyes staring into his own as she let the pads of her fingers brush against the hard planes of his chest.

“I….chi….go” The petite brunette breathed before she bit her lip between her teeth, nerves tugging at her. But Ichigo didn’t let her stop as he moved to tug at the zipper of her dress. Opening it, he pulled it down letting it pool on her elbows as he leaned against her, his breath, hot and moist against her neck as he nibbled against her sweaty skin. Sucking and kissing the sweaty column of her neck, Ichigo let her pull his shirt off as she moved in to touch him, her hands running over his muscled chest, down over the ridges and dips of his belly.

Turning her face up she sighed against his ear in pleasure as he kissed her neck, sucking it and biting it before licking the small nip he left behind. Rukia had never felt so alive, pressed against his hard body, sweat trickling down her back and between her breasts, she panted and then moaned. Her voice was low and husky against Ichigo’s ear and he shivered as the sound tugged low at his body.

Kissing down over Rukia’s neck, Ichigo continued licking the smooth curve of her collar bone before moving down to kiss the gentle swells of her breasts. Ichigo let his mouth tug the lace of Rukia’s white bra as his hands moved behind her, her own hands were gripping his shoulders as she reveled in the feelings of his mouth. Kurosaki trailed his hands along Rukia’s back as he moved them up to play with the clasp of her bra, tugging it and twisting it, he eventually snapped it open.

The white fabric, loosened, sagged down her shoulders and exposed her breasts to Ichigo. Moving closer he dipped his head to lave the whole of her breast, his rough tongue rubbing over her nipple as it perked up beneath the arousal that filled her.

Rukia gasped loudly as Ichigo tugged that nipple into his mouth playing with it with his tongue and teeth. Standing against him, Rukia arched her chest into his mouth as she panted harshly, her hand gripping his spiky locks.

“I….chi….go…” she gasped as she moved her hands around his waist and up to tug at his own nipples. Tugging them harshly, Rukia grinned despite herself as she felt Ichigo growl against her skin. Moving Kurosaki slid his left hand down Rukia’s side to grip her hip as he licked his way over to the second nipple. His right hand coming up to grip her abandoned breast. Kneading it in his hand he smiled predatorily as Rukia arched again, her hips moving slightly in his hand. Her breath hot against his cheek.

Need tugged at his groin but he fought it, he needed to wait, needed to surround himself with this woman that had plagued his dreams and his mind. Standing up from her chest, Ichigo stared down at Rukia’s flushed face, her parted kiss-swollen lips as her cobalt eyes stared into his.

Pulling away from him, Rukia tugged her dress all the way off, tossing her bra behind her she stood in a pair of white lacy panties, her chest heaving as she stepped up to him again, her hands tugging at his belt before Ichigo threw them off. He looked at her with pure undisguised hunger in his gaze, his dark eyes sent shivers through her body to pool even more between her legs as she began to throb. Her body trembling with the desire and the need that she saw reflected in Ichigo’s eyes.

Standing Ichigo threw off his boxers and stepped forward, like a beast, his need was a palpable thing in the room as Rukia glanced down. The first thing she registered was that he was big. Nothing surprising considering his height, his cock was heavy and hard between his legs as he moved toward her, moving her with his gaze Rukia stepped backwards until her legs hit the bed. Ichigo, a step away pressed forward and pushed her backwards.

Laying flat on her back, Rukia gazed up at him with hunger in her own eyes. Her hands moved down her body, one to grip and clutch at her breast and nipple while the other moved down along her ribs and over the gentle curve of her belly to play along the edge of her panties. All the while her eyes bored into Ichigo’s, commanding him, ordering him to finish what he started.

Ichigo took in her splayed form as he climbed over her, his body crouched over hers. The heat of his own body raising the hairs all along Rukia’s skin.

“R…………u……k..i…..a” he breathed huskily as he settled himself between her legs, his cock nestling against the warm heat of her panties. Looking into her eyes, Ichigo kissed her again, his mouth overwhelming hers as his hand skirted down along her ribs and belly to press over Rukia’s teasing hand. With his hand guiding hers, Ichigo pushed it under the band of her panties to slide into the silky curls below. With his longer fingers, he slid both their fingers against the smooth curls before dipping between the velvety folds between Rukia’s legs.

Their mouths moved against each others as Ichigo rubbed their combined fingers into Rukia, against her. The wet, throbbing heat of her body made Ichigo pant harshly into her mouth, their bodies pressed tightly together as he teased her. He ran their fingers lightly then harshly between her legs making her squirm beneath him.

Breathing raggedly against Ichigo’s lips, Rukia’s eyes were shut as she flushed heatedly before pulling her mouth back. She panted harshly her body tingling with barely there caresses, the hands between her legs were driving her wild as she bucked her hips slightly trying to get the right angle, trying to get the right pressure. She wasn’t sure what exactly she was going for but she did know that Ichigo could give it to her.

“Hu….r….ry…up” Rukia growled breathlessly. Above her Ichigo nodded wordlessly as he fought for control of his body with Rukia writhing beneath him, her legs tight around his hips and the wet heat surrounding his fingers was enough to drive him mad.

Pulling their hands from between Rukia’s legs, Ichigo stared down at her within the darkened room as he sucked their fingers into his mouth, licking the taste of Rukia off of their fingers. Watching him, Rukia felt another pulse tremble through her before Ichigo reached down and ripped the sides of her panties before throwing them out of the way.

Ichigo moved and positioned himself, the tip of his cock barely touching the wet folds of Rukia’s body as she pulled her legs open wider for him. Pausing, he wrenched control over himself.

“A…..re…..yo….u….rea…d.y” He panted harshly as Rukia glared at him before bucking downward to press herself onto his cock

“Y…….e……S….” She gasped as he surged forward plowing into her body. Burying himself to the hilt he stopped as Rukia cried out in pain.

“ju…s…t. ha….ng….on” she panted desperately, tears welling in the corners of her eyes as she tried to adjust to the pain of Ichigo and his size.

“So…r….ry..” he breathed heavily as he tried to wrestle himself under control. Moving a little he pressed his fingers against the little ball of nerves that was reputed to drive women wild and began to rub it harshly and fast, repeatedly pressing against it.

Beneath him, Rukia nodded jaggedly as the pain of her first time receded to the background and a new sensation took hold of her, heat boiled low in her body as little tingles of electricity jerked through her with every motion of Ichigo’s fingers.

“Ahhhhh!” she panted as pleasure began to burn in her belly. Seeing her face slack with building pleasure, Ichigo pulled out before bucking back in as he hissed, the heat and tightness overwhelming him as he started to pound into her, his hips moving rapidly as his fingers continued to rub her clit.

“Ah…ah…..ahhhhh Ohhhhuuggg…..” Rukia gasped as she moaned “Iiiiichigo---!”

“Uhh Uh….grmm” Ichigo growled harshly as Rukia’s husky voice oozed with pleasure as she panted beneath him. Her sounds, her moans and groans were enough to nearly unseat him as Ichigo pounded into her, his own voice was deeper and rougher as he grunted and groaned with mounting pleasure.

They writhed together, Ichigo’s lean body was pounding into hers as she dug her hands into his shoulders, her own hips surging to meet his with every thrust.

“ahhhhh Ich…i….g.o….fa…..st….e…r….I’m……a…lm..os’……th….r.e.” Rukia groaned as she bucked against him, her body squeezing him as he entered her again and again, the friction was building and the pressure was increasing as it rolled through their bodies. Ichigo pistoned his hips harder, the wet slapping of flesh was loud in the room, mingling with their pants and moans.

“R…u…ki….a….” Ichigo groaned as he rubbed her clit harder. Rukia’s moaning voice was ragged but coming faster and faster as she bucked against him

“AIIiiiiiiiiiiiii ICHIGO! Rukia screamed as she convulsed around him, Her nails digging into his skin and she held on to him with all she had, as her body grabbed him in a squeezing vice-like grip. He tugged his hips back once more before pumping into her one last time, his own ragged cry mixing with Rukia’s as he pulsed inside of her, filling her with what he had to give.

Ichigo fell forward as he threw his shoulders to the side, collapsing next to Rukia’s sweaty body. She was panting next to him as she slowly relearned how to breathe, her chest heaving with aftershocks of pleasure before she rolled over to lay her head down on his chest. He let her cuddle up against him as he curled an arm around her, his own body still shuddering from the most intense release he had ever had.

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Saidoh grumbled under his breath as continued searching the town for the ever elusive Kuchiki Rukia. Whose spirit energy had some how disappeared. Around him the night started to bleed into day.

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“ICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Isshin yelled as he barreled into his son’s room leaping forward he was unceremoniously thrown backwards and out of the room.

“WHAT THE HELL KIND OF FATHER ARE YOU!” Ichigo yelled murderously as he shut the door. Turning back he glanced at the closet door that slid open as Rukia stepped out fully dressed in her uniform. The fiery brunette winked at him before pulling him close for a kiss. It was sweet and hard before she pulled back and leapt out of the window.

Grinning lightly, Ichigo ambled downstairs whistling despite a wide grin on his face. “good morning Ichi-nii” Yuzu called as Ichigo nodded at her and left out the door without breakfast. Noticing his goofy grin, Yuzu turned to her dad who had noticed it too.

“wha---could it be? Is my son now a ma---”

“SHUT UP HENTAI!” Karin punched him hard “he probably just had a funny dream” she defended him naively.

Now against the far wall, Isshin glanced over at the now shut front door putting two and two together. As he frowned slightly.

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Ichigo wasn’t the only one with a goofy grin, Kuchiki Rukia famous in Soul Society for her lack of emotions was currently grinning her ass off and fighting it all the way. The sneaky smile would climb onto her face just as she would pull it off only for the damn thing to come back. It just wouldn’t go away.

Sitting at her desk, she looked up just as Ichigo walked in to the classroom. Glancing at him, she met his eyes before both of them looked away with pink dusting their noses.

Keigo glanced between them curiously before Sado came in. “CHADO!” and all was forgotten. Except behind them Tatsuki eyed them, wondering at this new development.

The class started and soon enough it was time for lunch, with Ichigo and Rukia studiously avoiding each other’s gaze. Standing up rapidly Rukia looked cutely at Ichigo

“ne Kurosaki-kun I have something I need to talk to you about” She spoke as she walked out. Thinking it was a hollow, he nodded all business as he followed her out into the hall and down a corner, down another smaller hallway until Ichigo was unceremoniously pulled into a closet.

Before he could respond, Rukia had her arms around him as she kissed him hard, demanding he respond. Moving into her kiss, Ichigo tugged her closer, as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Kissing him was heady, it was like tasting something new and different and learning you were addicted to it.

They kissed, their mouths moving over each others as Rukia pressed her body completely along Ichigo’s, her hips pressed into his, her chest tight against his own. Pulling back to breathe, Ichigo hissed into her panting mouth, “I….want you Rukia”

His dark eyes bored into hers as he lifted her legs up to drop her lightly against the floor. Rukia ended up on her butt with her legs wide open, her skirt was bunched up exposing her polka dot panties, Ichigo was kneeling down between them, his hands braced on her bent knees.

“Ichigo…wha---?” Rukia whispered but Ichigo kissed her again, it seemed as if he could not get enough of kissing her. Her arms came up around his neck as she let him do what he wanted, they had thirty minutes before lunch was over, just thirty.

Leaning back from the kiss, Ichigo slid backwards as he glanced up at her, his head lowering between her legs. “shhh” he spoke huskily as he tugged her yellow panties off one leg to expose her to the cool air in the closet.

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“Nani!? Where’s Ichigo? And Rukia?” Keigo yelled loudly but Sado just shrugged. And Ishida didn’t even respond. Across the lawn the girls were wondering much the same thing.

“Where’s Kuchiki-san?” Orihime asked Tatsuki but the karate girl shook her head and the other girls nodded negatives as well.

“Do you think she’s with Kurosaki-kun?” one of the girls asked curiously but Tatsuki shot her down.

“No way she won’t go for Ichigo”

“You think?” Orihime asked as she munched on her bean paste sandwich. And Tatsuki looked at her nodding “Of course.”

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“ahhh Ichi---Ichigo” Rukia panted breathlessly trying to whisper as Ichigo licked a long, wet line up the seam of her folds. Barely touching the heated skin before plunging his tongue in to slide down the inside.

“Ah---!” Rukia clamped her hand over her mouth to stop the moan she wanted to release at the mouth that ate at her body, kissing and licking her deep between her legs. Ichigo hummed lightly as he moved his tongue around her, getting a feel for the area.

Hearing Rukia gasp and feeling her muscles tighten, Ichigo repeated the humming vibrations. “UAh!” Rukia panted as she squirmed but Ichigo just moved to play with her clit, rubbing it under his tongue before he wrapped his lips around it to suck it hard. Rukia’s hand reached into his hair holding on as she tried to survive the increasing pressure that was rolling through her body.

“Sto….p….I;m…go….in.g…..to uh…..uhhhhahhhh”

But he just increased the rapid movement of his tongue over her clit and began to hum deep in his throat letting the vibrations reverberate along the folds of soft skin that he was currently licking, moving faster he slipped his fingers into her moist canal, playing in the wet skin. Moving them, he began to pump his fingers into her. he rolled three fingers within her, faster, to match the pace he had set with his mouth as he pulled her along the edge.

Rukia’s head was thrown back as she bucked her hips into his hand and mouth. Her lip was tightly clenched between her teeth as she panted raggedly, her hand gripping Ichigo’s hair as electric pulses swept through her, making her shudder and clench her muscles tight but Ichigo didn’t let up, sucking and pistoning his hand faster he demanded that she come, demanded that she give in to the vortex of sparking sensations that was driving her wild.

Screaming into her hand she tried to stop the sound as she climaxed. Between her legs, Ichigo drank her up, licking her clean before he moved back to kneel before her. Rukia was a sight to be hold, her head thrown back, her face flushed as she panted breathless. Moving slightly she looked at him then down at the tent in his pants. His dark eyes intense as she asked him.

“How much time left”

“15 minutes” Rukia nodded before moving to kneel in front of him, pulling at his belt and zipper, she tugged him out of his pants, holding him in her hands she touched it, felt the long vein up the side, let her finger caress the tip before she glanced up. Ichigo’s face was flushed as he breathed harshly. Bending down she kissed it before flicking her tongue out to trail along the slit, tasting the bitter pre-cum. Shoving her tongue against it before sucking him into her mouth. Rolling his head around with her tongue she moved in deeper, sucking more and more of him down her throat. Wrapping her hand around the rest of it she began to bob her head up and down alternately sucking and pumping, rolling her tongue up. Rukia moved her hand down to fondle his balls. Rolling them in her hands she sucked him faster determined to bring him too before time ran out.

Ichigo was panting harshly his hands clenching and releasing before he tangled them in Rukia’s hair holding it out of the way as he groaned, her mouth was moving faster urging him closer to the end as pressure increased in his groin, his balls tensing up as his breath came faster. Suddenly Rukia moaned around him and that sent him over the edge.

“Ahh ---ukia!” He groaned in warning as he came, his essence filling her mouth. Moving backwards Rukia caught it on her tongue as she rolled the taste around in her mouth, she decided that it wasn’t good but it wasn’t bad either. If it gave Ichigo that incredible look on his face then she’d do it again in a heart beat.

“So…r..y” Ichigo mumbled

“Shh” She kissed him tasting herself on his lips even as he kissed her back, mingling their mouths and tongues and tastes with each other.

“we ha…..ve….to”

“ya….” Ichigo panted heavily as he buckled his pants up. Standing he tugged Rukia up with him watching as she pulled her panties back up. Nodding She stepped out looking around to see the empty hall. Pulling Ichigo out with her they high tailed it back to class. Falling into their seats just as the bell rang missing the suspicious glances from their friends.

The rest of the class passed as usual and later on in the afternoon, Rukia left one way while Ichigo headed home. He was about half way there when Rukia reached out to grab him.

“Ichigo hollow” she told him as they ran off to fight it. Destroying the weak ghost, Ichigo turned to look around at the forest like park that he had ended up in just as Rukia leapt down from a tree she had been in to observe the fight.

Looking around, Ichigo made sure the place was empty before he tugged her into his arms again, a strange unsettling feeling making him want to hold onto to her, because some thing was going to happen, some thing was going to shatter their connection.

Leaning into him, Rukia pressed her lips to his as she felt his urgency. Kissing him fully, she let him move back to press her against a stout oak tree, supporting her with his hand, he used the other one to drop his sword to the ground. Rukia wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she braced her legs on his hips, wrapping him in her embrace.

Reaching forward she pushed her hand into the folds of kosode*, moving the black material aside so she could touch him. Pulling back from their kiss, she moved down to kiss his neck, biting it and sucking it harshly as she knew he must like it judging from the heated growl he released into her ear. Sucking at his neck, she felt him push her scandalously high dress up even more before he unzipped the back to expose her chest to him.

Moving her bra aside he rubbed her breasts, tweaking the nipples between his fingers as he reveled in her mouth and her wanton moans against his neck. Squeezing her breasts he urged her up as he let her tug at his belt loosening the material and letting it pool around his legs. Supporting Rukia with his hands he moved her towards him watching her anticipation as she reached between them to grip his throbbing cock. Grasping it firmly she pulled it up to press against her entrance.

Looking up into Ichigo’s eyes, she wordlessly commanded him to move. And move he did, he pitched his hips forward driving his cock deep into her as Rukia moaned loudly, she was still a little sensitive but it felt so good and so rough at the same time.

Ichigo pumped into her fast, moving against him, Rukia panted harshly, her breasts rubbing against Ichigo’s chest, her body held tightly against his. He moved within her hard, his own voice hoarse and deep with mounting pleasure as he moved to try and push them over the edge.

“I….c…hi……go…..s.to….p.” Rukia moaned as she pushed him off her. Dropping to the soft grass below them, she knelt on all fours, arching her back downwards as she looked over her shoulder, her cobalt eyes smoldering with need and heat as she bared her body to him.

Ichigo groaned at the sight of Rukia spread and waiting as he dropped to his own knees on the grass behind her. Grabbing her hips, he bucked in again resuming the heated pace. Rukia was moaning harshly as she was rocked forward before pulled back onto the hard shaft. The different angle making every motion seem deeper and more intense, again and again she was impaled. Her body was arched so with each thrust, her nipples were rubbed against the grass heightening the sensations.

“ah…..hh…..hH….H…Ic…h.i.…go..” she moaned as he panted breathlessly behind her.

The foresty park was empty of life as they writhed together in pleasure except for one lone figure. Deep in the shadows of the trees. He listened to the passion filled moans of Kuchiki Rukia and the man who was fucking her.

“my…my…my…doing it with a human boy is a bit…well…that’s...how unspeakable”

He muttered under his breath as he watched them, watched the man pull out and flip her over before driving into her again. He listened to them writhe and moan on the grass under the dark sky. Saidoh Eikichi watched them finish, saw them kiss as if they would eat each other alive. And he knew then that this was no passing fancy.

“oh dear…I wonder what ol’ Kuchiki-sama will have to say about this” he chuckled as he saw them dress and leave.

Rukia would have to leave, she was no human, she didn’t belong in this world much less in that boy’s arms. She would have to return to the spirit world, return and be judged for her crimes, for that boy was wearing a shinigami uniform and he was no shinigami.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened, not even to figure out how it had happened but Saidoh did know that Soul Society would not accept this development, not permit this severe breach in law. This was not supposed to happen.

Let them have their night, have their kisses, soon enough they would come for her, they would come and take her to where she truly belonged.

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Kosode-the name of the top of the shinigami uniform

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