Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Casual Friends ❯ L.O.V.E: Laid Out Very Erotically ( Epilogue )

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(A/N: I'm pretty sure that this is the last chapter, I hope you guys enjoyed this story. If I ever think about something else that I want to add to this story I'll be sure to write it down, I think I would like to extend this a bit but I'm just not sure what to write! But you know, the plot was resolved so, it should be over, I guess. But I'm already thinking of another story, so I guess I won't be gone for long.

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Casual Friends

 

7.

 

Rukia

 

We finished at about three in the morning. Well, in all fairness it wasn't exactly finishing, it was more like… um, passing out because we had no more energy left in our bodies.

 

Christ I hope his family didn't hear us. They came home around eleven and Ichigo and I only stopped when we heard Isshin pounding up the steps. God, it would have been horrid if Ichigo's father had caught us. Granted, I dove under the blankets as soon as I heard them and waited until Isshin had tucked the twins in over in their room. After he had done that he had gone to Ichigo's door and talked through the wooden panels to his son. He told Ichigo that Karin had won her soccer game and had even scored two points. I don't really remember what Ichigo's answer was because I was entirely too busy sucking on his cock whilst I was underneath the blankets. Come to think of it… I'm not sure he even answered at all. Well, it might have been a gargled moan or something like that, who knows?

 

But it was kind of fun to torment him so badly while he was attempting to have a suitable conversation with his father. That… and I really wanted to know what he would taste like when he exploded into my mouth.

 

Because that's what it was. It was a freaking explosion. And he actually didn't taste all that bad… I mean, I've never been one to try drinking bodily fluids and all but it was just… different. You know, not bad but not entirely good either.

 

But something that I could definitely get addicted to.

 

I don't think he appreciated me doing that to him though. I tried telling him that I had a perfectly legitimate reason—because he had done the exact same thing earlier to my pussy—but he didn't seem to care about that very much. So basically—just to get even—he flipped me around and started devouring my pussy… again.

 

But he's so good at it. I swear, when he first slid his head under me and did what he did… fuck, I'm getting wet just thinking about it… let's just say it was something I was not expecting him to do.

 

Not that I minded or anything…

 

So anyway, after we had sex about a million more times—not a million, maybe six—we finally fell asleep together. This was really nice, I guess, since it's what I really wanted to do after the other times. I mean, when we first had sex I got to sleep with him afterwards, but… well, I was really just trying to keep him from bleeding all over the place. This time, however, I didn't need to stop any of his organs from falling out of his body. We just held each other.

 

It was nice.

 

His arms are really strong too. I mean, I was just lying there, curled in his arms. I could feel his biceps, his triceps, his wrists, his fingers… all of them were situated around me so I could barely move. Not that I wanted to move or anything, but it's just the idea that he wanted to keep me really close that's… well… moving.

 

I'm so glad that I love him.

 

Wow… um, cheesy much?

 

But I do, I really do… he's just… okay, prepare for something so cheesy it'll be like you're eating thirty pounds of macaroni: He's just nothing that I want in another human being, he's stubborn and mean and egotistical and too strong for his own good, he doesn't like bunnies, he makes fun of me all the time, he laughs at my height, he's overprotective… all that shit. Alone, those traits are simply odious, but together, all meshed into one being and topped off with a nice carroty orange head of hair—not to mention a drop-dead-sexy frown… it's just… perfect.

 

He's still asleep right now. He looks so nice when he sleeps. He doesn't look constipated—I mean seriously, the frown? That's what first came to mind when I saw his frown: constipation—but now he looks quiet.

 

I smile and reach up to peck at his lips. I don't know what time it is but I don't really care. Just so long as he's here and I'm here.

 

I love him.

 

Ichigo

 

She's awake right now. She reached up to press a kiss to my lips and I tried to fight off a smile. I can't help it. I just know that when I open my eyes and see her I'll start thinking about how cute she looks and then want to fuck her all over again.

 

Wow, I didn't know that I had a Lolita fetish.

 

So, instead, I mumble a bit and tighten my arms just a little. I don't want to squeeze her too tightly or anything but I just like the fact that she's here. Last time, we didn't get to do much cuddling after sex—I think it was mostly because she was trying to keep my intestines from falling out of my body—and even though I'm not much of a cuddling type of person I do like the fact that she's here, just resting.

 

I'm so glad I love her. Like I was thinking while I was fucking her. I mean, she is just everything that I hate about a person all stuffed into one pint-sized dead woman. Because she is dead, kind of… well, she's a Shinigami, so… yeah. But all that stuff I hate just morphs together to create the most amazing person ever.

 

And you know something else? I never thought I'd ever fall in love with a girl a foot shorter than myself. I always thought I would be with a taller person, or at least someone who's closer to my height. But Rukia… I mean, Rukia barely even comes up to my chin but still, I'm in love with her and I'm fucking her. So I guess I don't have that much of a problem with short people as I thought I did. Well, at least her height didn't impede any of our sexual escapades. It really didn't. It was quite easy to pound into her while still kissing her senseless.

 

She kissed my lips again and this time I couldn't stop the smile that came up on my mouth. I opened my eyes and found myself staring into hers.

 

Fuck I love her eyes. Depending on what time of day it is they'll turn different colors. In the sunny morning they're a light blue. At dusk they're a deep violet. During the night they're deep, dark, midnight color.

 

God she's so beautiful.

 

Wow… chee-sy.

 

“Hi,” I said to her.

 

`Hi'… that's lovely, and stupid.

 

It's like when I went to save her from those fuckers in the Soul Society, I just said `hey,' like it was no big deal. Um, yeah, whatever. I just fucked her and I couldn't think of anything better to say? I really am pathetic.

 

Oh well, she doesn't seem to mind right now.

 

She reached a hand up to push a bit of my hair away from my face. I took my hand away from her waist and caught her fingers in mine. I kissed her palm and watched her practically melt into of me. God I love how I can turn her into a puddle of feminine ooze with only a couple kisses.

 

Yes, okay, yes, I still have my testicles, stop judging me.

 

“Morning.” She muttered, her voice was husky but not sleepy. I felt her breasts pucker up against my chest and immediately felt my cock twitch hungrily. Good God, I didn't think I had any more bodily fluids left if me… guess I was wrong.

 

In one swift move she was underneath of me and I was kissing her hungrily. She responded just like I knew she would and I could instantly feel my hands inching towards her wet pussy.

 

I pulled my mouth away from her and breathed hotly on her face for a second before whispering, “Just so you know… I'm in love with you.”

 

She nodded and reached down to grab my cock with her tiny fingers. “I love you too,” she tugged on me and I hissed.

 

“Good.” I growled, pumping into her hand slowly.

 

“Yeah,” she whimpered, feeling my fingers teasing her entrance. “Now get inside me before I yank your dick off.” To emphasize she gave me a little tug.

 

I nodded and launched myself onto Rukia, my Rukia.

 

I was grinning the entire time.