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Promises Broken	By : LadyLefaye Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 4843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I wrote this
story for a request at the Fic on Demand LJ community for an Ishida/Inoue fic
that wasn�t sugary sweet.� It�s one of
the few NC-17 fics I�ve written, so I hope everyone enjoys.

Disclaimer:� I
definitely don�t own any of the characters from Bleach.� This is all just for fun.� ^_^

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Orihime walked into Ishida�s apartment with a nervous look
on her face.� He had told her to come
right in when she arrived, no need to knock, but when she didn�t see him in the
living room she was half-tempted to leave before he realized she was
there.� She really shouldn�t have come,
but there was no way she could deny how talented he was.�

�Ishida-kun!� she finally called out, announcing her
presence.� �I�m here to be fitted for my
wedding dress!�

Upon hearing her voice, Ishida stepped out of the
bathroom.� His hair was mussed and
slightly damp from the shower, and he was wearing a rich, blue velvet robe that
made his eyes seem startlingly blue.�
Orihime couldn�t help but drink in the sight of him.�

�Ah, Orihime�you�re early.�
You must have been eager to see me,� he said with a sly grin, noticing
her staring.

Orihime stiffened and turned away slightly.� �I can come back some other time if you are
busy.�

�You know I could never turn you away,� he said softly.� �Here, let me go get my tape measure.�

Ishida disappeared into his sewing room, and Orihime
fidgeted nervously.� Just being near him
was making her heart race.� Her head
filled with erotic images of the two of them together in the past�sensuous days
and nights spent exploring one another�s bodies�and all she wanted to do was
chase after him, tear off his robe, and beg him to take her.� But she knew those sort of activities were in
the past now.� She�d made a promise she
intended to keep, no matter how handsome Uryuu Ishida looked when he was
dripping wet and wearing nothing but a velvet robe.� She could be strong�she had to be strong, or everything would be ruined.

�Here we are then,� Ishida said as he re-entered the living
room.� �It should only take a few moments
for me to get your measurements.� Then,
if you�d like, I can show you some preliminary designs and fabric swatches.�

Orihime breathed a sigh of relief.� Despite his attire, he was behaving very
professionally so far.� Maybe she�d be
able to survive the fitting without cheating after all.� �That sounds like a good plan,� she told him
with a smile.

�I�ll start with the bust measurement,� he said.� �Could you lift your arms over your head for
me?�

Orihime did as he asked, and then she felt his arms wrap
around her.� The herbal smell of his soap
mixed with the spicy scent of his aftershave and something else that was
strictly Uryuu to create a heady aroma, and Orihime couldn�t help but breathe
in deeply.� She could feel her nipples
getting hard just from being so close to him, and she prayed that he wouldn�t
notice.

As his hands came up to wrap the tape measure around her
chest, his fingers casually grazed the sides of her breasts, causing her to let
out a small gasp.� When he settled on a
place for the tape measure, it was directly over her swollen nipples, and she
couldn�t help but whimper as he pulled the measuring tape tight.

�Forty-four inches around, and a Double D cup size, from the
looks of it.� Quite impressive,� he
murmured into her ear.�

�But you know,� he continued, �to get a truly accurate
measurement, we will need to remove your shirt. That extra layer of fabric
could potentially throw everything off.�

Ishida lowered his hands to her waist and began toying with
the hem of her shirt, inching it up slowly.�
So much for professionalism.

Just as he was about to ease it past her breasts, Orihime
stiffened and pulled away.� �This�this is
a mistake.� We shouldn�t be doing this��
she said breathlessly.

�You should be the most beautiful woman in the world on your
wedding day.� Every man should look at
you with envy and wish he were the one marrying you.� I can make that happen�I can craft a dress
that is one-of-a-kind, designed especially for you, and you will look absolutely
stunning.� But I can only do that if I
have accurate measurements.� Don�t you
want to look beautiful on your wedding day?�

�You once told me I was always beautiful, even when I wore
nothing at all,� Orihime said with a sad smile.�

�Ah, but we can�t have you walking down the aisle naked, now
can we?� he replied with a sly grin.� �Although,
if that is what you want, I certainly won�t mind watching.�

�Now that would have everybody staring, wouldn�t it?� she
said with a small laugh.� �But no, I see
your point�.you�you can take whatever measurements you think are necessary.�� She could feel her resolve buckling.� In the end, she knew that he would get what
he wanted and she would be powerless to stop him.

When Orihime made no move to take off her shirt on her own,
Ishida pulled her in close once more.�
Wrapping his arms around her from behind, he slowly drew her shirt up
over her head, pressing his hands firmly against her skin every inch of the
way.� When she was finally free of the
garment, he tossed it to the side and allowed his lips to graze against her
neck before wrapping the tape measure around her once more and retaking the
measurement.

�Hmm�a half inch difference.�
See, aren�t you glad we decided to do this properly?�

Orihime hummed contentedly in response.� His touch was absolutely mesmerizing, causing
her whole body to relax and tingle all over.�
In the back of her mind, she could hear warning bells going off, but
they seemed muffled and far away in comparison to the pleasure she felt at his
touch.� She�d missed this so much!

Ishida allowed his hands to linger on her breasts, gently
massaging her nipples through the thin material of her frilly, pink bra as she
made small panting noises of approval.�
It wasn�t until he felt she was on the verge of telling him to stop that
he allowed his hands to drop down to her waist to take another
measurement.�

After taking note of the waist measurement, he continued his
slow exploration of her body, running his hands over the soft skin of her waist
and stomach in gradually lowering circles until he finally reached her
hips.� He then pressed firmly down,
sliding her skirt and panties over the curve of her hip until they crumpled in
a pool at her feet.

When he had finished the hip measurement, he used the tape
measure to pull her back against him strongly, and she could feel his hardness
pressing against her bare backside.� �I
think I�ve taken enough measurements for today,� he murmured into her ear.

Letting the tape measure fall to the floor, he brought his
hands back up to undo the clasp of her bra.�
Soon, that too joined the rest of her clothing on the floor, leaving her
standing completely bare in front of him.

�You truly are the most stunning creature I�ve ever seen,�
he said reverently.�

He allowed one hand to lazily caress her bare breasts while
the other slid down her stomach to her core to test her wetness.� He slid one long finger against her slit, and
it came away dripping.� This tiny action
caused Orihime�s whole body to begin to shake in anticipation, and when he
pressed his finger in once more, her knees began to buckle.

Ishida eased her slowly to the ground until she was on all
fours in front of him.� Untying his robe,
Ishida positioned himself behind Orihime, teasing her entrance with his manhood
while he reached around to massage her clitoris with one of his free
hands.� Just as he was pressing forward
to finally sink into her fully, she tensed once more.

�No�no�no!� This is
wrong!� We�we should stop,� Orihime said
in a strangled voice.

Ishida immediately eased his groin away from hers, but his
fingers continued their assault on her core until she was gasping on the verge
of release.� Just when he felt she was
about to spasm around him, he pulled his hand away and stood up.

�Of course we can stop, if that�s what you want,� he said
with perfect calm.

Orihime turned to look up at him, desire and regret plainly
warring across her face.� He stared
placidly down at her, a vision draped in blue velvet, his erection standing
tall.� Rising to her knees, Orihime
clutched the fabric of his robe until it fell into a puddle at his feet.� �Don�t go,� she said with a shuddering
sigh.�

Her decision made, she leaned forward and took Ishida into
her mouth, pushing forward as far as she could go before sucking hard and
pulling back slowly, causing Ishida to tilt his head back and let out a
guttural moan.� However, Orihime did not
begin an in and out motion as Ishida expected.�
Instead, after that first intimate kiss, she continued to lean backwards
until she was lying prone on the ground, her legs spread in silent invitation.

As if being drawn forward by a magnet, Ishida�s body moved
with Orihime�s to the ground in one fluid motion.� He braced himself above her, his body tense
with need, but paused before continuing.

��Imagine if our
friends could see you now,� he murmured into her ear, his voice low and
seductive.� �Sweet, innocent Orihime�all
but begging for me to take her on the floor of my living room.� You really have no self-control.�

�I know,� she whispered as a single tear ran down her cheek.

Ishida gently brushed the tear away as he finally sank into
her.� He tried to take things slowly, not
knowing when she would allow him such liberties again, but they were both so on
edge that it wasn�t long before he was thrusting into her forcefully and she
was scratching her nails down his back as she screamed his name.

He cradled her against his chest in the afterglow as more
tears streamed down her face.

�We�re going to have so much bad luck,� she sniffled as
Ishida kissed her gently on her forehead.�
�I knew I should never have agreed to this.� The groom isn�t even supposed to see the
wedding dress before the actual day, let alone make it.� And now see what�s happened�our bad luck is
starting already.� I swore we weren�t
going to have sex again until the wedding night.� I wanted it to be something special�but it�s
all ruined now!�

Ishida chuckled gently as he brushed away her tears once
more.� �First of all, you know I would
never let anyone else make your wedding dress.�
I don�t care about some silly superstition�it would be back luck for me not to make it, because anything someone
else made would be inferior, and you deserve the best.�

�I�I suppose that�s true,� Orihime said, her eyes still
watery but the tears no longer actively falling.� �But what about our wedding night?� I swore after you proposed that we wouldn�t
have sex again until we were married, and I failed!�

�My dear, sweet, deluded Orihime�you�ve broken that promise
more than a dozen times since I�ve proposed.�
You agreeing to let me make the wedding dress hasn�t caused this recent
bought of �bad luck�.� If I had to take a
guess, I�d say my irresistible sex appeal is to blame.� But don�t worry�I happen to be a very
creative individual�I think I can make our wedding night special no matter how
many times we make love before then.�

�But a promise is a promise!� Orihime said stubbornly.

Ishida gave her a devilish grin.� �You can continue to believe that if you
wish.� I find that I�m rather enjoying
the process of convincing you over and
over again just how silly that promise really is.�

Orihime smacked him playfully on the chest, her melancholy
finally dissipated, and she did not resist when he pulled her in for a
kiss.� After a few moments though, he
pulled away, causing Orihime to let out a disappointed little whimper.

�If you don�t mind,� he said, stroking her hair softly, �could
we continue this in the bedroom?� The
floor is rather uncomfortable.�

�And I�d like to hang up my robe before it wrinkles,� he
continued.� �Velvet is easily ruined, you
know.�

Orihime gave a contented sigh as she watched him stand up,
openly admiring the view as he bent over to pick up his robe.

Perhaps breaking her promise wasn�t such a bad thing after
all.
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