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A Shifting of Life	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > General Views: 20784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: A Shifting of Life

Fandom: Bleach

Part: 15

Series: A Shifting World

Characters/Pairings: Ichigo/Kenapchi

Warnings: making out

Word count: 1,505

AN: Just enjoy some originals, but I hope that you enjoy the story. I really do hope you guys are very much enjoying it.

Hugs and kisses everyone!

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“You do know that women are multi-orgasmic right, Ulquiorra-san?” Airn suddenly asked as she wrote down some ideas for Ichigo’s kimono to come, smirking at the Espada.

Ichigo promptly went red as she groaned lowly, hiding her face in her hands. Granted, she knew from her own experiences and talks with her father that women were able to have multiple orgasms, but that didn’t mean that she wanted to talk about that very interesting fact.

“I have heard about that particular fact,” Ulquiorra replied smoothly. “I have in fact tested it myself. I have slept with men and women after all,” he continued. He was unfazed by the curious looks on the four women’s faces, Yumichika and Kira trying hard to ignore the current conversation. They didn’t need to have sex with Ichigo. Or any of the other women who were in the same room as they were.

Or Ulquiorra for that matter.

After all, despite the fact that everyone got a cool attitude from the Arrancar, they still couldn’t help but find him sexually attractive.

“While you all discuss the amazing abilities of the female form, I’m going to take over these numbers to Kenpachi and set up a time to get dinner with him since I promised to do that. Seeing as I can’t spar with him until I’m used to this form again,” Ichigo huffed. She gathered her papers up and walked out of the conference room with a huff, Ulquiorra opting to stay behind and discuss the security of the festival.

Stopping off in the female guest bathrooms for a few minutes, Ichigo soon found Kenpachi’s office, knocking on the door before she opened it. She smiled at the sight of Kenpachi sitting behind his desk, looking like he was doing some paperwork, and Yachiru not in the office.

“Hey there,” Ichigo greeted as she closed the door behind her. “You, Kenpachi, have some seriously perverted women working for you,” she complained, getting a snort in response from the large man.

“They have ta be tough and slightly perverted ta last here, Ichigo,” Kenpachi rumbled, running his eyes over her sleek form. A subtle shift in her scent told him that he probably didn’t want to know the cause of her sudden flinch, but he did open a drawer to pull out a bar of bittersweet chocolate that his fruity ass fifth seat made him keep for the women of the Eleventh. It seemed as it had been the right move when Ichigo smiled and took the bar.

“So, I have the number for the kimono’s that you got for me. Which by the way, I will have to thank you for,” Ichigo said, breaking off a bit of chocolate and delicately biting down on it. Licking her lips, she used one hand to shuffle her papers around before she handed them over. “The under fabric is actually what will end up costing the most, seeing as it’s a color that is a bitch to make apparently. The outer kimonos and obi cost less when combined than the darn thing,” she told him, occasionally taking a bite of chocolate. She handed over the papers with her neat scrawl on it.

“How much is it gonna cost me?” Kenpachi grunted. He was trying to ignore the way that Ichigo was enjoying her chocolate, looking down at the papers, an eyebrow heading for his hairline at the number that greeted him.

“We’re actually saving close to seventy-three thousand yen by having Mari sew the kimono and then finish it off with the details,” Ichigo told him, smirking. “Mind you, you’re going to have several men free to put to work for the rest of the week, but that’s still money back into the budget. Especially since she’s only taking her usual pay to do this.”

“So she is. And I can have tha men clean everythin’ up for tha festival,” Kenpachi grunted, looking up at Ichigo, eyebrows furrowing. “So it should cost us just over ninety-eight thousand yen, give or take a couple hundred?” he asked.

“As long as nothing goes wrong in the long run, yeah,” was the reply as Ichigo turned back to her chocolate. “She’s planning on using the scraps for other projects apparently, so next to no waste.” The scarred taicho grunted and returned to the paperwork, making sure that Rinini had filled it out properly. Signing off on it, he noticed that Ichigo had finished her chocolate was looking content enough once again.

“Now, about a way to thank you,” she said, having thought about what she wanted to do, she stood up and walked over to the large man, watching the way his eyes darkened as she walked. Straddling Kenpachi’s lap, she blushed ever so lightly at her rather bold actions. As it was, she had entertained thoughts of the taicho of the Eleventh Division, but to actually go through with her thoughts?

Kenpachi was looking like he was really happy about what she was doing by the way he was leering up at her, his hands coming to rest on her hips.

“And what were ya thinkin’ about doin’ as thanks?” Kenpachi rumbled, the thumbs of his hands rubbing over the curve of her hip, finding the hem of her shirt and teasing it up.

“Well, as much as we may want to do more, there’s not really a whole lot that I can actually do at the moment. So would just a kiss do for now?” Ichigo asked, her own hands coming to rest on Kenpachi’s shoulders as she shifted and getting comfortable on his lap. The large male eyed his smaller companion before he leered once more and moved his hands, he groped the firm ass that had taunted him, even when Ichigo had been a guy.

“I can deal with that,” he growled, getting a low laugh from her as she wiggled her hips just slightly.

“Feel proud of yourself. Outside of you, I’ve only actually kissed one other person,” she hummed, leaning forward to brush her lips over Kenpachi’s thin ones.

“I’m feeling rather special,” Kenpachi rumbled, rather liking the softness of Ichigo’s lips and body so close to his own, teasing him in a most delicious way. He prefered rough and fast sex, the kind where you ended up dirty and panting and dazed. But on occasion he did enjoy the softness that came with inexperience or just plain shyness when it came to anything sexual.

“You should be,” Ichigo chuckled, drawing Kenpachi back out of his thoughts. Smirking, the large man once more squeezed the ass under his hands, rather loving the squeak that he got.

“Are you going to just tease me all day long or are ya gonna actually kiss me now?” Kenpachi drawled, getting a low laugh once more before Ichigo slanted her lush lips over his own. The man growled lowly and easily deepened the kiss, tongue sliding over Ichigo’s bottom lip.

Moaning into the kiss, the sweet female in his lap allowed her mouth to open, letting him slide his own tongue into her mouth, teasing Ichigo’s into playing with him. Ichigo mewled happily and pressed close, finding the hard chest that pressed against her own delightful in the way it rubbed against her breasts. Moaning, the red head wrapped her arms around Kenpachi’s neck, feeling desire curl through her body, rubbing against the large man, feeling his growl rumble through her body.

Pulling away from the kiss after a bit, Ichigo licked her lips, Kenpachi smiling smugly at the fullness that they had, a spread of red across her cheeks. Reaching up, he stroked a thumb gently over the sweet redness, smiling when she leant into the touch. He was rather enjoying the softness of her body and the way she was happy to just press against him oh so nicely.

“Your guard dog is comin’ ta the office,” Kenpachi rumbled as he ran a hand up and down Ichigo’s back as she hummed quietly. She nodded.

“I should get ready to head back to Rangiku’s then. I’ll see you later,” she said, sliding off of his lap with a smile to him. Pressing one last quick kiss to his lips, she stood up, still feeling desire work through her body. Walking to the door, she was hardly surprised to find that Ulquiorra was standing there with his hand raised to knock. Blushing at the knowing look in dark green eyes, Ichigo dragged the pale Arrancar off with one last wave over her shoulder to Kenpachi.

Once Kenpachi felt the two disappear from the grounds of the Eleventh, he blew out a slow breath, dropping back onto the floor and feeling his dick throb in protest.

Who knew that it would take a female Ichigo to really get his libido to take charge instead of just fueling his lust for battle with the guy?
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