Author's note: So, following in Enelya's footsteps, I've created a collection for nothing but IchixHime smut! :D I actually wrote this one during my electronic pre-press class and I'm quite happy with how it turned out, considering I'm not super experienced with writing lemons. I'll gladly take any advice anyone has for me, so please let me know what I can improve on! This one really has no plot to it aside from pure, unadulted smut so I hope you guys like it!
This one is dedicated to my dear copper! I hope that everything gets better for you, love!
Disclaimer: Bleach and all characters, etc. belong to Tite Kubo. All rights reserved.
Drabble I: Study Break
She moaned against his lips, her back arching as his large hands gripped her hips firmly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. Running her hands up his sweat-slicked back, she grabbed his hair, tugging at the short strands. Her legs tangled with his as they each fought for dominance, their tongues dueling in their hot mouths. Panting, Orihime drug her mouth away from his, her heated gaze hooded as she licked her dry lips.
"Ichigo, please..." she moaned as her lover latched his mouth onto her erect nipple. Holding his head to her chest, she hummed in pleasure when his teeth grazed the hardened nub, causing an electrifying shudder to race down her spine.
Groaning, Ichigo moved his attention to her twin, lavishing her aching breast with his tongue and hot kisses. Gripping her abandoned breast with his large hand, he molded and shaped the pliant flesh, pinching and twisting her nipple. A smirk graced his features at the sharp gasps that escaped the woman beneath him.
A small whimper escaped her and her hips bucked against his, silently pleading for him to touch her. Dragging his mouth from her enticing breasts, he bit the side of her neck before soothing the wound with his tongue.
"I-Ichigo..." groaned Orihime, her hips bucking again.
Feeling his control beginning to slip, Ichigo parted her thighs and settled himself between them, his blood surging to his already throbbing length as the musky scent of her arousal wafted around him. Gritting his teeth, he plunged his length into her wet core without warning, moaning in pleasure as she clenched tightly around him.
Starting slow, he tried to keep control over himself as he rocked against her, her breathy moans like music to his ears. He soon lost what little control he had left as she undulated beneath him and slammed into her heat, tearing a loud moan from her plump lips. Breathlessly, Orihime wrapped her legs around his slim waist, reveling in the sensations that coursed through her body as he repeatedly thrust into her. A familiar sensation coiled in her lower stomach, a delicious tension growing with each solid thrust. As if sensing how close she was, Ichigo sped up, a tension of his own growing rapidly.
Reaching to where their bodies were joined, he pinched her swollen nub, causing her to shriek in pleasure. Digging her nails into his shoulders, she gasped as a sudden wave of euphoria washed over her, clouding his vision. Gritting his teeth, Ichigo felt his own release fast approaching, his breathing growing ragged. Screwing his eyes shut, he tightened his grip on her hips as he suddenly and explosively came, his seed shooting into her core. After a few more shallow thrusts, he stilled for a moment before collapsing on top of her.
Panting, Orihime absently ran her hands through his hair, enjoying the afterglow of their activities. As her heart rate returned to normal, she giggled when Ichigo nuzzled the side of his neck, clearly becoming rather comfortable with his position.
"Ichigo?" she softly called, her eyes drifting shut.
"Hmm?"
"I think we should get back to studying."