Hello, everyone! I know that I marked this story as complete and moved on to other projects. However, I've been getting a lot of requests to continue this story and actually write the lemon between Neliel and Ichigo. Be warned: Ichigo is a bit rough during the sexy time, but you'll understand why. Enjoy!

Chapter Three

Neliel could see the inner conflict Ichigo was struggling with, but she would not let him turn her away now. She had been longing for him, craving him, since the first moment she had laid eyes on him. Now that she knew he wanted her too, wild Hollows couldn't keep her from having him.

"Neliel," Ichigo murmured, closing his eyes tightly. "I don't understand where this is all coming from."

"Does it matter, Ichi-kun? I want you so badly, and I can feel that you desire me just as desperately." Neliel rubbed her heated core languidly along the length of his cock to emphasize her point. Ichigo's hip jerked upwards and pressed against her clit, eliciting a low moan from the Arrancar. She leaned down and pressed a kissed underneath Ichigo's jaw.

"Show me how much you want me, Ichi-kun." she whispered against his skin.

Ichigo's eyes flew open at Neliel's words, and though she couldn't see it, his sclera were bleeding into black. With none of the reluctance that he had shown previously, Ichigo gripped her waist tightly and flipped them over swiftly. Neliel let out a sharp gasp at the sudden change in their position and her hands flew up to grip his shoulders.

"What are you -?" she began, but then stopped short once she saw the look in Ichigo's eyes. His hooded, black and gold gaze was trained on her face and he looked hungry.

Not breaking eye contact, Ichigo moved his right hand along her generous curves. He hesitated near her lush breasts, which were straining against the too tight material of his t-shirt. Almost lazily, he brushed the pad of his thumb against a pert nipple, causing Neliel's back to arch ever so slightly. Still, Ichigo did not linger there, much to her disappointment, and continued his exploration further. His fingers grazed her collarbones, then the long column of her neck until they came to tangle themselves in her sea-foam tresses.

"Are you sure that's something you want to see, Neliel?" Ichigo inquired quietly, and his voice was not his own. Neliel recognized it his voice when wearing his Hollow mask and felt fear constrict her lungs. "See? You've barely glimpsed the darkest part of me and you're afraid. Don't deny it," he snarled, as Neliel had opened her mouth to object. "I can smell it on you." Ichigo released his hold on her and moved to get off the bed. Her hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, and he looked down at her in surprise.

"Do not confuse me with Orihime," she stated harshly. "I have seen the monster you keep so tightly leashed, and while it does…unsettle me, it doesn't change how I feel about you. Your Hollow is only a small part of you, Ichigo. I love all of you, darkness included."

He stared intently at the woman beneath him, searching her face for dishonesty. But, he only found sincerity in her eyes looking back at him steadily. Ichigo repositioned his body over hers and, once again, buried his hand in her silky hair.

"You say that you want me," Ichigo began in his distorted voice. "But, how much of yourself are you willing to give? I don't just mean your body, either, Nel; I want all of you."

Neliel's eyebrows furrowed and she seriously pondered what he was asking of her. She had never dared hope that he would want anything to do with her outside of carnal pleasures. Of course, she would have gladly handed him her soul, if he asked it of her. Ichigo could have had anything, if he asking it of her.

"Take it, take it all." she whispered. "Take all that I have."

Those were the words Ichigo had been dying to hear. He leaned down until their lips were only a breath apart but, didn't kiss her. For a moment, Neliel was confused and thought he had changed his mind. That is, until Ichigo tugged gently on her hair, urging her forward. She immediately lifted her head and crashed their lips together, and her hands moved to grip the back of Ichigo's shirt. Ichigo used his body to press her further into the mattress and returned the kiss with a sort of desperation.

For what could have been minutes, hours, or days, their lips moved against each other in what seemed like a practiced dance. Neliel simply held her Ichigo as close as possible and savored the feeling of his hard body against hers. When she felt his free hand begin to roam her flesh, Neliel began to tremble.

"Ichigo," she sighed in the kiss. He took the opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth and engage hers in a sensual battle for dominance.

Neliel wrapped her slender legs around his hips and ground her core into his cock, reminding Ichigo of her original purpose. Rather than responding with words, Ichigo allowed his hand to trail downwards to grip her ass. He let go of her hair long enough to lift her and shift them to wear he was sitting up and she was straddling his lap. Throughout this, they never stopped their ravenous kissing. She would start to gain control and he would bite her bottom lip in retaliation.

When they eventually surfaced, gasping for air, Neliel rested her forehead against Ichigo's and rested her arms around his neck. However, Ichigo was restless and continued placing kisses along the curve of her jaw. He grabbed a handful of her wild curls and jerked her head back sharply so he could have access to her smooth throat.

"Remember, I warned you that what you were asking for might not be something you can handle." Ichigo reminded her while nipping and sucking on the skin there. His left hand kneaded and gripped her ass cheek roughly. He wasn't being all the gentle; bruises were already starting to form but, Neliel loved it. She was a masochist, after all.

"Mm, I will take anything you can give me, Ichi-kun." she moaned out as he found a particularly sensitive spot behind her left ear.

Again, Ichigo chose not to speak but, instead, lifted Neliel and flipped her onto her stomach. By now, she was used to his sudden movements though; it was still exhilarating to be in such a vulnerable position with him. Ichigo grabbed the waistband of the shorts she was wearing and literally tore them off of her, quickly followed by the thin t-shirt covering her torso. Neliel never wore underwear, so she was completely bare to him, finally. For a moment, he just sat there and drank in the sight of her lithe, curvy form. The way her plump rear was displayed to him made Ichigo even harder than he was previously.

"You're so beautiful, Nel." Ichigo breathed. He ran his fingertips over the backs of her creamy thighs, the swell of her ass, and down the valley of her back. She visibly shuddered under his touch but, did not shy away from it.

Neliel looked over her shoulder at Ichigo and smiled devilishly. "Surely this isn't what you had in mind," she teased and wiggled her ass a bit.

A low growl resonated in Ichigo's chest but, he did not appear to be visibly angry. In fact, a slow grin spread across his face. He dropped down onto his hands and began to stalk his way up her body. A look of anxiety briefly flashed in the eyes of his prey but, it did nothing to deter him.

"You might have been better off not reminding me," he uttered, once again in the voice that belonged to his darker half.

Before Neliel could form a retort, Ichigo's hand shot forward and grabbed a handful of green locks. He pulled her back roughly by his grip until she was on all fours in front of him. Almost covering her body with his own, he reached down and took one of her ample breasts in hand, squeezing it none too gently. Neliel let out a delicious gasp, and when he rolled the nipple between his fingers, she shuddered violently beneath him.

"Ichigo," she ground out, squirming discontentedly. "No more teasing."

Without warning, Ichigo's hand released her breast and came down to smack her ass cheek loudly. She let out a startled yelp and tried to escape but, he only tightened his hold on her hair. His hand drew back and snapped forward to spank her again, earning him another delicious cry of pain.

"You don't move unless I say so," Ichigo snarled. As angry as he sounded, he couldn't resist rubbing the red flesh on her ass, hoping to lessen the sting. "Misbehavior on your part will result in punishment. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she whimpered submissively. In this human body, her skin wasn't even a fraction as durable as her hierro, so she really felt those blows. Her flesh stung but, the pain excited Neliel greatly, and she could already feel her pussy become wetter.

Letting go of her completely, stood up and quickly divested himself of his shirt and jeans. He intended to settle behind her again but, then he was struck by inspiration. A devious smirk lit up his face and a low chuckle escaped, causing Neliel to look at him in confusion.

"Get up, Nel." When she didn't comply immediately, he gave her a swift smack to the bottom and she hopped up quickly after that. Neliel watched curiously as Ichigo lay in the bed on his back. "Come here and sit on my face." he commanded firmly, and this time, she didn't need telling twice.

Neliel placed herself to where her back was to Ichigo and she had easy access to his impressive piece of equipment. Once she was positioned comfortably over her lover's mouth, she took his cock in her hand and began to stroke him slowly. Behind her, Ichigo groaned softly and rocked his hips, basically fucking her hand.

"Faster," he growled against her heated core.

His tongue snaked out and barely brushed the folds of her pussy. Neliel pretended as if she had not heard him and continued her leisurely strokes. She waited to be punished for her disobedience, and to her delight, she was not disappointed. With a bit more force than before, Ichigo slapped her left ass cheek and repeated his command. Having gotten her rush of pain, Neliel decided to treat him to something even better. She lay down until her body was parallel with his and then took the head of his cock into her mouth.

Neliel slurped and sucked at the pace he had demanded, and was rewarded with moans of appreciation and languid, drawn out licks against her clit. She worked to take as much of him as she could into her mouth. Once the head hit the back of her throat, Ichigo cried out briefly and attacked her clit with renewed vigor. He nibbled and sucked on it, teasing it in circles at times. Neliel was already so incredibly turned on; it wasn't long before her thighs began to quiver with her quickly approaching orgasm.

"Ichigo," she moaned around his dick. "I-I'm going to cum soon."

To her extreme disappointment, Ichigo ceased his assault on her pussy. She left his cock slide from her between her lips, scooted down his body, and looked around at him in confusion. She raised an eyebrow at him, as if to ask what the deal was, and all she got was a smirk. Neliel huffed and got off the bed; she was fed up with being teased. So, you can understand why she let out a startled shriek when she was seized around the waist and tossed back onto the mattress.

Ichigo was on top of her and pinning her down before she could blink. "And where do you think you're going?" he demanded. Though his face was serious, amusement danced within the depths of his golden irises.

Knowing that he really wasn't expecting an answer, Neliel remained quiet and awaited her punishment. However, instead of delivering the anticipated spanking, Ichigo grabbed her by the hips and lifted her onto her hands and knees. Neliel's breath hitched in her chest when she felt the tip of his cock brush against her slick, lower lips.

"I want you to cum while I'm fucking you," Ichigo whispered in her ear. His words sent delicious shivers down her spine. "But, you can't come until I tell you to. Do you understand?"

Neliel nodded quickly, not trusting her words to not come out as wanton moans. Unfortunately, when he pressed the head against her sensitive clit, she moaned deeply and thrust her ass back at him. Of course, she received a resounding smack on her ass and she stilled. Ichigo soothed the abused flesh by rubbing and with the other hand, lined himself up with her pussy.

"Ichi-kun, please don't make me wait anymore." Neliel begged.

An almost savage smile lit Ichigo's face and his snapped his hips forward, burying his cock to the hilt inside of her. Neliel screamed out in pleasure and agony, gripping the sheets beneath them so tightly, they tore. He didn't stop to let her adjust and continued thrusting impossibly deeper still. Neliel's little moans of ecstasy were like music to his Inner Hollow's ears and drove him push harder.

Once again, he took a fistful of her hair and tugged her up until her back was pressed against his chest. Now, he was fucking her at the right angle to hit the erogenous zone that made her scream his name. She was almost incoherent but, Ichigo definitely heard her whimper something about cumming soon.

"Not fucking yet," he snarled, fisting her hair tighter. He reached around with his free hand and palmed her breast roughly.

By this point, he was fucking her as hard as possible without doing serious damage. Her walls were gripping him so tightly that he knew he would last much longer. Moving her cascade of mint hair to the side and pressed his lips to the junction where her neck and shoulder met.

"Cum with me, Neliel. Right now."

Not needing any further instruction, Neliel promptly let go of the small thread of control she had been holding onto and shouted out her release. Ichigo sank his teeth into the soft flesh of her neck and growled as he came with her. He thrust his cock in as deep as it could go, and feeling the warmth of his cum inside her only prolonged Neliel's orgasm. Though he had finished cumming, Ichigo kept a steady rhythm until she was completely done.

Almost immediately, the two fell onto their sides, with Ichigo still inside Neliel. Ichigo panted softly against the back of her neck, tickling her and making her giggle. She looked over her shoulder at him and noted that his eyes were their usual dark brown. However, his expression seemed apprehensive.

"What's the matter, Ichi-kun?"

"Did I hurt you?"

Neliel looked genuinely taken aback by his question. She blinked at his owlishly before breaking out in semi-hysteric giggles. Ichigo's eyebrows furrowed and he glared at her in confusion. He felt awful that he let his Hollow influence him so strongly and was sincerely upset that he might have hurt her. Neliel noticed that he was dead serious and sobered up instantly. Sighing, she turned over to face him and kissed his crinkled forehead.

"Of course it hurt, Ichi-kun." she admitted. His face promptly took on a look of horror so, she hastened to explain. "I like pain, though. And you made me feel so incredibly good." To emphasize her point, Neliel seized his lips in a heated kiss and threw her leg over his hip. She felt him relax before he pulled away and smiled at her, which she returned.

"You're such a freak, Nel." Ichigo yawned, closing his eyes. He rolled onto his back and pulled her with him until she rested her head over his heart.

"I know but, it's only natural." she crooned softly, already half asleep.

Well? Was this to everyone's satisfaction? I really hope so because I agonized over making it the best smut I've ever written. Again, thank you all so much for reading "Accidental". For those that reviewed and favorited, you all have my heart. Please let me know what you thought of this and review!