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Ichigo Loves Chocolate
By : Whackybiscuit
Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female
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Chapter Two
Several weeks later…Ichigo's Bedroom
"Oh yeaaaaaah," Yoruichi panted, sweat dripping off her dark, smooth body. She lay on her side, her chest heaving for breath while her lower half melted. Ichigo lay beside her, spooning the Flash Goddess while holding her leg up, moaning into her deep, purple hair while he plunged his cock into her wet honeypot. Yoruichi had a fucked-silly expression on her face, her lips forming a happy smile while Ichigo hammered her cunt into submission. "Ichigoooooo," she slurred. Ichigo reached around her to grab her breast. "Don't stop!"
The moaning Substitute Soul Reaper turned Yoruichi's head to give her a deep kiss. Their tongues met with the same lewd ferocity as the rest of their bodies. Yoruichi moaned into her friend's lips as he sped up. "Mmmmh! Mmmmh! Mmmh! Mmmmmhh!" she moaned with each slide into her pussy, bringing her closer and closer to climax. The sound of their bodies lewdly coming together echoed throughout the room, filling their ears with the dirty symphony. She turned away from Ichigo's soft lips and moaned lewdly, her body tensing up. "Ohhhh! Cumming! Fuck! I'm cumming!"
Ichigo's breath hitched as Yoruich's greedy hole tightened around him, refusing to let go while she stained his sheets with her love juices. Feeling his balls tightened, Ichigo pulled out of her squirting cunt and rolled her onto her back, his cock aimed at her dark, round tits. Closing his eyes, he came all over her tits, covering them with his seed.
"Ahhhh…" Yoruichi moaned, smearing Ichigo's cum all over her tits like she was rubbing sunscreen. Her mind coming back to her, she sat up and looked down at her cum-smeared chest. "Wow, Ichigo. It always amazes me how much you let out no matter how many times we do it."
Ichigo sat on the edge of the bed and shrugged, letting the cool air of the room chill his sweaty body. "What can I say? I make a lot, I guess."
"True. I think it's because of your spirit energy," Yoruichi guessed. She grabbed a rag she brought and wiped her tits clean. Hopping off the bed, she started to pick up her clothes off the floor. "I suppose we should get dressed before your family gets home."
Ichigo merely sat on the bed naked while he watched Yoruichi get dressed. He had to admit, she was just as sexy putting on her clothes as she was taking them off. His eyes were glued to her ebony form, feeling the vestiges of arousal start to awaken. 'Maybe we could go for round six?' he thought to himself. They may have only been fucking for two hours but Ichigo had found that his prowess in battle extended to the bedroom as well.
After Yoruichi had gotten Ichigo to open up about his fetish for dark-skinned ladies, the two had become friends with benefits, or as Yoruichi put it "Fuck Buddies". Whenever either Ichigo or Yoruichi were in the mood they would text each other and would meet up to make the beast with two backs. Usually they did it somewhere quiet like the underground chamber beneath Kisuke's shop or an empty park, taking advantage of most Humans inability to see Soul Reapers. Other times, like today, when Ichigo's family was out he'd invite her over for some fun. Though they both had feelings, they both decided to just be fuck buddies since neither was really ready for any commitment, especially Yoruichi.
Ichigo's viewing of Yoruichi's pantie-clad booty was interrupted when he phone buzzed. Grabbing it, he flipped it open and groaned. "Dammit, Ikumi!" he cursed as he got up. "I thought this was my day off?!"
"Trouble at work?" Yoruichi asked as she slipped on her shirt.
"Yeah, Ikumi says she needs me to deliver a package to someone."
"If it's your day off then can't you say no?"
"Not if I want to avoid getting nabbed and tied up."
"Oh my!" Yoruichi chuckled. "What have you and your boss been up to?"
Ichigo merely shook his head. "Yeah no. If I did try anything I'd lose a hand. And besides," his eyes flashed with a hint of seduction that Yoruichi was more than familiar with by now, "she's not my type."
"I see. Well, good luck then." She walked over to Ichigo and kissed his cheek. "I'll see you later, Ichigo."
"Later, Yoruichi."
Ichigo watched the woman leap out the room before sighing. "Guess I'll head over to Ikumi's then. This better be good…" he mumbled as he put his pants on…
An hour later…
Hefting a package wrapped in brown paper under his arm, Ichigo climbed up the stairs to the apartment complex's third floor. He was incredibly sore with Ikumi for making him come in on his day off but relented when she informed him that Kaoru had come down with the flu and had to be taken to the doctor. Given a package to deliver and an address, she sent him off his way before taking Kaoru to his father's clinic.
Reaching the address Ichigo relaxed his shoulders. He was a still a little sore from his tryst with Yoruichi and the long walk over here had not helped. "Note to self: take a cold shower when I get home," he told himself before finding the right door. He knocked on it once and called out, "Hello! I'm here to deliver a package!"
"Just a sec!" said a voice on the other end of the door. "I'll be right there!" The doorknob started to jiggle but didn't turn, making the apartment's occupant curse. "Dammit! I told them to fix this door!" Ichigo waited impatiently for the mystery client to open the door, tapping his foot and looking down at his watch repeatedly.
Finally the door opened. "Thank you. Sorry about the door. I just moved in and…" The words died in Jackie Tristan's mouth when she saw Ichigo standing in her doorway, wearing a black shirt and shorts. The most notable thing about her appearance was the lack of her trademark boots, walking barefoot. "Ichigo?!"
"Jackie?!" Ichigo gaped in response. "You live here?"
Sweat started to bead down the side of Jackie's face. The last time she saw Ichigo, it was when Tsukishima and Ginjo stole his Fullbringer powers and transferred them to her. She didn't know if Ichigo was the type to seek revenge but she hoped that wasn't the case. "I…see…" She suddenly facepalmed. "Fuck! I should have remembered you work for that woman!"
Ichigo was silent for a moment. He remembered quite vividly the night that she and her group betrayed him. But unlike Jackie, who was afraid of him, Ichigo was simply shocked. "I thought…I thought you were dead!" he said boldly. Renji told him that after he defeated her, Jackie sacrificed herself to save him from Yukio's prison from collapsing in on them.
"Well…" Jackie could only give a sad smile as she clicked her bootless heels. "Part of me is. I sacrificed my Dirty Boots to save your friend." She blinked in confusion when she saw Ichigo give her a warm smile. "What?"
"I'm glad you're okay. I was worried," Ichigo confessed. "I was sad when I heard Renji tell me what happened." Aside from Riruka, who vanished shortly after Kisuke nursed her back to health, the only person from XCUTION who was still alive was Yukio, whom Toshiro let go after he defeated him. He suddenly remembered the package in his hand. "Oh! Right, the package. Here you go."
Jackie took the box from him, looking at Ichigo with a wary eye. "I…don't get you," she professed, raising an eyebrow. "You see an enemy who's still alive in front of you and you're happy?" she questioned. "Aren't you angry at me for what I did?"
"Well…" Ichigo looked down at the ground, trying to put words to his emotions. "I never hated any of you. What you did was wrong," he said, looking up at her with a hard gaze and making Jackie feel guiltier, "I won't lie. For a while, I was angry at what you did. But…" He reached into his pocket to feel his combat pass, "I got my Soul Reaper powers back just the same. And I forgave Riruka just like I did with Ginjo. What happened before is over." His harsh expression softened and he gave her another warm smile. "I'm just happy to see you're okay."
Touched by Ichigo's kind words, Jackie couldn't help but blush in response. "W-well…" she said while turning away. "The least I could do to make it up to you is invite you for dinner. Would you like to come in?"
When Ichigo nodded she let him enter her apartment before closing the door. Ichigo saw that the apartment was small and mostly empty, boxes lining the far wall. About the only furnishings she had in her living room was a couch and a TV sitting on a stand. "Did you just move in?"
"A few weeks ago. Since XCUTION broke up I can't rely on Yukio and his money anymore. His funding is what put a roof over our heads and kept us fed. Without it, I was pretty much broke and homeless," Jackie sadly professed, a dark chuckle coming from her as she leaned against the wall. "Kinda fitting, all things considered. We took everything from you and in the end we lost everything."
Ichigo felt a pang of sadness. If he'd known that Jackie had been struggling so much he would've done something to help. "I'm sorry…"
Jackie merely smiled. She'd forgotten that Ichigo was kind to a fault. "It's fine. Anyway, after bumming around for a while I got a message out of the blue from Yukio. Apparently the brat's back at the head of his parent's company and is turning profits. He offered me a job and even paid for this place's down-payment." She turned on the light to the kitchen and smiled at Ichigo. "Hungry?"
"Starving," Ichigo chuckled, having burned a lot of energy from fucking Yoruichi.
"Good. Because if you leave here hungry still, then I'll really feel bad…"
An hour later…
The two were sitting on the couch, their bellies full after a big meal cooked up by Jackie. Deciding that he didn't have anything urgent at home, Ichigo decided to stay a little while longer and catch up with Jackie. The two watched TV while talking, Jackie getting to know Ichigo a little better now that she had the chance to talk. But Ichigo was doing more than talking.
Now that the shock of seeing Jackie alive and well had worn off, Ichigo couldn't help but check her out. Thanks to Yoruichi's awakening of his libido, he found that Jackie was exactly his type of woman. Her dark skin complimented her short black hair and her plump, luscious lips. Every time she turned to look back at the TV Ichigo would take the opportunity to look at the rest of her, noting how her black shirt strained against her jugs and her shorts were just at the perfect length to give him the full display of her long, lovely legs and her smooth thighs.
When Jackie turned back to him and caught his eyes wandering, she couldn't help but smile. She'd been around the block a few times and knew that look in Ichigo's eyes. She leaned back against her end of the couch and raised an eyebrow. "So tell me, Ichigo, you got a girlfriend now? I recall that girl with the orange hair was rather fond of you."
"Orihime? No, we're just friends," Ichigo gave a small sigh. He knew that Orihime liked him but he just wasn't attracted to her. "Same with my other classmates. I don't have a girlfriend."
"Oh really?" Jackie's lips formed a knowing smile. "Then who have you been fooling around with?" When Ichigo blushed, her smile grew wider. "Unless you happened to have grown into the habit of wearing women's perfume, you must have been hitting the sheets with someone."
Ichigo's cheeks went from pink to red. He'd forgotten to take a shower and he reeked of Yoruichi's scent. "Wow…I uh…" Though he wasn't being secretive about it, he hadn't told anyone about being fuck buddies with Yoruichi. Suddenly it felt incredibly embarrassing to have gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Chuckling in embarrassment, Ichigo shrugged. "Yeah…"
Jackie couldn't help but laugh. She found a lot of amusement seeing Ichigo so flustered. "So who's your girlfriend?"
"No, she's not my girlfriend. We're just friends with benefits."
Hearing that, Jackie slid a little closer. "Oho?" She crossed her legs and continued to smile at him. "Friends with benefits? I didn't peg you for a playboy. It's a good thing Riruka isn't here. She'd have her heart broken," she teased.
Ichigo blushed harder in embarrassment. He didn't realize how awkward it was to talk about his sex life. When he turned away to try to get his composure back, Jackie slid a little closer. "It just…happened." But when he felt Jackie's hand touch his thigh he felt a familiar sensation begin to build, reminding him of his attraction to Jackie.
"Relax, Ichigo," the former Fullbringer told him. "You're not on trial or anything. But from the way you were checking me out…" Ichigo turned his head to see her devious smile, "I can think of another way of repaying you for what I did."
Ichigo liked the way this was going. This time his eyes ate up the sight of Jackie's curvy body without restraint. He reached out and slid his hand around her side, smiling in return as he scooted closer, their legs pressing against each other while Ichigo's face lingered near Jackie's. "So…you want to be 'friends with benefits' too?" he asked.
"If you want," Jackie said, her face inching towards his. Her plump lips neared Ichigo's, begging to be kissed.
"Only if you want to," Ichigo told her. He thought she was smoking hot but he didn't want to do this if she only felt obligated.
Jackie reached down and palmed the throbbing bulge in Ichigo's jeans. "I do. I want a piece of this," she said with a sexy smirk.
Wrapping both arms around her, Ichigo pulled the woman close. Their foreheads pressed as they looked each other in the eye. "I think I'll give you more than a piece," Ichigo teased.
Their noses touching, Jackie merely chuckled. "Then go on, big boy."
His hands slowly running up Jackie's back, Ichigo gave the woman a deep kiss. Jackie felt a surge of pleasure shoot through her as their lips connected. Her breasts touching Ichigo's chest, Jackie ran her hands through Ichigo's orange hair before asking permission with her tongue to explore his mouth.
"Mmhh!" the two began to moan as they made out on the couch. When Ichigo opened his mouth Jackie slipped her tongue inside. Ichigo greeted her pink organ with his own and their kiss started getting sloppy. Jackie gasped as Ichigo's hand suddenly went to her breast, squeezing it softly while his opposite hand went to grab her ass. Pulling away from Ichigo's tasty lips, Jackie cooed as Ichigo started to fondle her breast harder. "You like my tits that much, huh?" she teased.
"How could I not? You're huge!" Ichigo admitted.
"Really?" She reached for her shirt and whipped it off. Ichigo was pleased to see that Jackie had opted not to wear a bra, her huge tits bouncing as they were revealed. "How about now?"
Ichigo could feel his cock throb harder in his pants at the sight of her tits. Jackie's dark, ebony-skinned globes were just as big as Yoruichi's, her dark nipples begging to be sucked. Ichigo smiled and returned the favor by taking off his shirt to let Jackie see his naked chest.
Jackie licked her lips when she saw Ichigo's muscular body. She knew Ichigo was fit but had been too busy training him previously to really appreciate it. Ichigo wrapped his arms around her thin waist again and pulled her towards him. The two met in another sloppy kiss while Ichigo lay back against the couch. Jackie lay on top of Ichigo, feeling her skin heat up as Ichigo ran his hands across her smooth, naked back. Feeling her hardening nipples rub against his soft skin, Ichigo moaned into her plump lips while his tongue clashed with hers again. His hands reached down and slipped beneath her shorts to touch her hot ass.
Feeling her lower half heat up, Jackie sat up. Ichigo's hands went to her tits again. Jackie's hands joined his in fondling her tits, squeezing and massaging them. "Ohhhh…" she moaned as Ichigo started to play with her nipples, his thumbs circling her dark areolas. The dark-skinned woman bit down on her lip as his fingers pinched her nipples, the feeling making her womanhood start to moisten through her panties.
Sitting up, Ichigo wrapped his arms around her before putting his lips to her sweet nipple. Jackie's head rolled back when Ichigo started to suck on her breast. She raked her nails up Ichigo's back while the boy suckled her like a baby. Ichigo figured that, like Yoruichi, Jackie's breasts were sensitive. His tongue licked her tender nipple while his hands returned to slipping beneath her shorts.
"Damn! You're really good at this!" Jackie panted, digging her nails into Ichigo's shoulders. Ichigo eagerly switched to her other, neglected nipple. Feeling something hard press against her thigh, Jackie started to grind her hips, her pussy getting wetter at the thought of what lay beneath Ichigo's pants. "Mmmmh yeah…" she moaned. As Ichigo's hands slipped deeper into her shorts, Jackie decided that she could do without them.
Ichigo was disappointed when Jackie hopped off his lap, wanting to play with her breasts a little more. However, his disappointment faded as Jackie stood in front of him and turned around. He heard the sound of her zipper slowly unzipping and he licked his lips in anticipation, his eyes glued to Jackie's plump ass. Turning her head, the woman smirked before slowly pulling down her shorts. Ichigo's heart quickened its pace from the sight of the woman's luscious rear. He had to admit, she was just as well-endowed down below as she was up top. Her dark ass was hugged by a pair of black panties.
Jackie felt shivers run down her spine as Ichigo's hands ran up her naked legs before he palmed her juicy ass. "I figured I had you pegged for an ass lover," she teased.
"With an ass like this, can you blame me?" Ichigo teased back, giving her round booty a nice smack. Grabbing her panties, Ichigo slid them down her long, slender legs. When Jackie turned around to show him her full nude body, Ichigo felt like he was going to explode already from her beauty.
Getting down on her knees, Jackie reached for Ichigo's jeans. "Now, let me see what you've been hiding." She smiled while she unbuttoned his pants, taking her time unzipping it. Her jaw hung low when she pulled them down along with his underwear, her pussy tingling when she saw Ichigo's throbbing manmeat for the first time. "Wow!" she marveled, "You're a big boy!" She grasped Ichigo's cock with her hand, amazed at how big and thick it was. "You're so big! You're fit to burst. When was the last time you cut loose?"
"Heheheh…" Ichigo chuckled. 'About an hour and a half ago…'
Lusty for Ichigo's cock, Jackie took Ichigo's manmeat into her mouth. Ichigo gave a low moan while leaning back on the couch. "Jackie…" he slurred. He put his hand on Jackie's head while the naked woman sucked him off. His legs spread a little wider as Jackie's hand fondled his balls, gently caressing his tender sac.
"Mmmmhh!" Jackie moaned through the cock in her mouth. Her free hand traveled between her own legs and started to rub herself, the woman craving the taste of cock. Her head bobbed up and down as she took Ichigo as deep as she could go, her jaw stretched wide by Ichigo's massive girth. "Mmmh! Mmmmmmmh!" she moaned, making Ichigo clutch the ends of the couch cushion from feeling her moan reverberate throughout his loins.
"Fuck…" Ichigo moaned, his head pushing Jackie's head lower to stuff more of his cock into his mouth. Hearing her gag though snapped him out of his stupor and he relented, letting Jackie's head come up for air. When Jackie pulled her lips away from Ichigo's dick, she took a big gulp of air. "Sorry…" Ichigo said.
"Don't be," Jackie chuckled, sitting up. "That felt good. I figured you were the rough type."
Ichigo leaned forward and kissed Jackie, his hands returning to her breasts. Jackie slipped her tongue back into Ichigo's mouth while her hand jerked him off. "Mmmmmh…" the two moaned before pulling away.
"I can be gentle too," Ichigo told her, pulling her up to her feet. Turning the nude woman around, Ichigo put his hands on her waist and pulled her down onto the couch, her back pressing against his chest. Turning Jackie's head, he planted his lips on hers while his hands gently caressed her large breasts.
"Ahhh…" Jackie moaned, rolling her head back onto Ichigo's shoulder. Her breasts warmed up from Ichigo's soft massaging. Her smile widened when she felt Ichigo's manhood become wedged between her asscheeks, making her ass feel hot from its intense heat. "Ooooohhh...you like my breasts a lot," she said, turning her head to face Ichigo. "So which do you like more? My breasts or my ass?"
"I like them both," Ichigo simply said, giving her a seductive smile. "You're so sexy it's impossible to decide which part of you is best." Cupping her tit with his firm hand, Ichigo trailed his hand down her belly until it reached her pussy. "You're so wet…" he purred into her ear as his fingers slowly parted her wet lips, slipping his finger inside her to feel her forbidden fruit.
"Have you seen yourself in a mirror? You'd make any woman wet."
The two made out while Ichigo fingered Jackie. The chocolate-skinned woman felt like putty in Ichigo's hands, sucking on his tongue. She cupped her other breast while spreading her legs wide. Sweat beaded down her naked body as Ichigo slid another finger into her honeypot, feeling pleasure burn inside her. Breaking the kiss between them, Jackie rolled her head back and moaned lewdly, the apartment filling with the sound of her sultry moans. "Ohhhh…fuuuuuuck!" Ichigo let go of her breast and slid two fingers into her mouth, her hungry orifice sucking his slim digits while his other hand pumped in and out of her, her juices leaking onto the couch. Jackie arched her back, her tongue licking Ichigo's fingers while her cunt tightened around the fingers inside her.
Jackie couldn't take much more. She wanted Ichigo so badly and she couldn't wait any longer. She reached for Ichigo's hands and pulled his fingers out of her mouth and cooch. Getting up, Jackie turned around and got back on top of Ichigo's lap. "Fuck," she slurred as she lifted her hips, her weeping pussy hovering over Ichigo's thick cock. "I want you to fuck me."
Ichigo replied with another deep kiss. His hands grasped her hips and lowered her down onto his cock. Her wet lips offered little resistance when it came into contact with the head, opening up to invite him inside her. The wet heat of her pussy was rapture to Ichigo, his hands sliding down to cup her supple ass.
"Ah!" Jackie gasped lewdly, her pussy spreading wide as Ichigo skewered her cunt with his cock. "You're so fucking big!" she slurred, lifting her hips. More moans came from the woman as she lifted her hips up and down, sliding her pussy around Ichigo's cock. "Ah! Oh god!" she panted. "So big!"
The leather couch creaked and groaned from its owners bouncing. Ichigo's fingers dug into her meaty cheeks, driving her up and down faster. "Jackie…" he panted, sweat dripping down the side of his face. His breath hit Jackie's face, the feel of her tight walls grabbing his cock every time he slid into her snatch. "Your pussy is great!" he told her.
"Ah! Yes!" Jackie leaned back and put her hands on Ichigo's knees, her huge breasts bouncing right in front of Ichigo's face. Ichigo became mesmerized by her bouncing breasts, her dark globes glistening with sweat. He reached with one hand and palmed her tit, squeezing it roughly and earning more moans from Jackie. Jackie panted while her body moved with a mind of its own. Ichigo's dick was so big she was pretty sure she was ruined for other men. But she was okay with that as long as she could keep fucking Ichigo's cock. "Give me that cock! Fuck my pussy!"
Ichigo couldn't help but grin. He figured that the woman who used a weapon called Dirty Boots would love to talk dirty during sex. The debauched look in her eyes spurred Ichigo to take control of things. "You want my cock? I'll give it to you."
Wrapping his arms around her tightly, Ichigo lifted Jackie up and slammed her back down onto the couch, lying on top of the beautiful woman. His heavy weight pinning her to the dark couch, Ichigo moved his hips and began to pound Jackie's pussy. His hips smacked her ass rapidly as he thrust his cock deep into Jackie's cunt. Jackie dug her nails into the dark leather while Ichigo hammered her pussy with his cock. "Ah! Yes!" she cried out, her legs wrapping around his waist, digging her heels into his back. "Fuck me! Pound my pussy!"
As the afternoon sunlight continued to dwindle as the sun began to set, Ichigo fucked the beautiful woman hard. Every thrust into her earned him another moan. He grunted Jackie's name while he explored the depths of her pussy. Jackie's womanhood made dirty sounds as Ichigo slid in and out of her, her legs tightening their grip on his waist. "Jackie…" Ichigo panted, his face near hers.
Grabbing Ichigo by the back of the head, Jackie pulled him into a bruising kiss. The two moaned into each other lips. Jackie's body started to tense up and she could feel the pleasure welling up inside her. She pulled away from Ichigo's lips and turned her head, panting while he attacked her neck with his tongue, licking her sweaty skin. "Fuck! Fuuuuuck!" she panted, squeezing her eyes shut. "Cumming! I'm cumming, Ichigo! I'm cumming!"
Jackie's cries filled the apartment as she reached her peak. Her mind melted in utter bliss. It'd been so long since she'd had a good orgasm and Ichigo was hitting spots she never knew she had. Throwing her head back, Jackie tightened her pussy around his cock before gushing, her juices staining the couch.
His balls thick and heavy, ready to blow, Ichigo knew he couldn't last any longer. "I'm gonna blow!" he panted, thrusting into her cunt as hard as he could.
Recovering quickly, Jackie put a hand on his chest, telling him to stop before he could release inside her. After Ichigo quickly pulled out, Jackie hopped off the bed and got back between his legs. Gripping his throbbing shaft, Jackie jerked him off quickly, her hand working him while she licked the tip, tasting her own juices on his cock.
"Ah! Ahhhh!" Ichigo moaned as he finally released, blowing his white load all over Jackie's dark face. Jackie sighed in ecstasy as she felt Ichigo paint her face white.
"Ahhhh…" Jackie licked her stained lips and smiled. "Wow. You sure were pent up."
After cleaning up her face, Jackie got back on the couch and cuddled with Ichigo, lying on top of the naked boy. "So, Jackie," Ichigo breathed, running a hand down her back. "Friends with benefits?"
"Friends with benefits. Tell me," Jackie said as she looked up at her friend. "You doing anything tonight? I don't have much but…" she reached down and started stroking his softened cock. "I do have an air mattress."
Grinning, Ichigo reached down for his pants and grabbed his cellphone, texting his father. "I've nothing going on. You mind if I stay the night?"
"I'd like that."
After texting Isshin that he'd be gone for the night, Ichigo tossed his phone to the floor and sat up, carrying Jackie to her bedroom where her air mattress awaited…
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Ichigo Loves Chocolate	By : Whackybiscuit Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 21392 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Ichigo Loves Chocolate