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Cliche	By : Loreley Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 2531 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any characters from it, Cera is mine. This story is not written for profit.

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AN: I don’t own anything from Bleach, but Cera is mine! This story is not being done for profit.

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            It had been a long day for Cera Langford, work as annoying as ever and the drive home every bit as stressful as she dealt with people and their ridiculous road rage. When she walked into her apartment, she breathed a sigh of relief as an invisible weight lifted off her shoulders. It was so good to be home!

            She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer, popping the top and strolling through her living room, stripping as she went, leaving her clothes in her wake until she was down to her panties. She’d pick them up later, for now she just wanted to relax. She flipped on her television and flopped down on her couch, enjoying the feel of the cool leather against her skin.

            Over an hour went by as she watched some shows she had recorded and she was completely at ease when she finally turned off the T.V. She looked out her glass sliding door in her living room; it faced a forested area and she never bothered closing her blinds since she had complete privacy so high up, her apartment being on the top floor.

            The beer she’d had to unwind had left her feeling restless, just enough to stir her latent sexual urges. It had been a few months since she’d had a boyfriend; between work and her love of independence she preferred to be alone. In fact the only thing she missed about having a man was the steady sex. She could have arranged something if she’d wanted to, but she wasn’t promiscuous by nature and sensible worry about catching STDs prevented her from setting anything up. No man was willing to sleep with only one woman as a casual thing; they inevitably slept with others and she didn’t want to risk her health.

            Her body was slowly growing warm, her breasts swelling as her stomach tightened almost imperceptibly. She was feeling too lazy to search for her vibrator, fingers would have to do the trick at the moment. She sat up and spread her legs, leaning back on the couch for support as her hand slid down her midsection and into her panties. Gentle pleasure rippled through her at the light touch and she caressed her clit with the barest of pressure, sending teasing sparks of heat through her and bringing a soft moan to her lips.
            Hisagi Shuuhei was running across rooftops at high speed, searching for signs of a hollow that had recently passed through the area. He wouldn’t normally be there, but Soul Society was still in disarray and everyone was expected to help with hunting hollows until things got settled again. He leaped from one roof to the next, occasionally landing on a balcony before springing on. It was dusk; the sun had almost set completely and the sky was a mixture of the darkness of the approaching night and the brilliant shades of the setting sun.

            He was glad of the work, too much sitting meant time for reflection on the betrayal of his captain, something that had caught him completely unawares and left him questioning everything he’d believed in before. If Tousen could turn traitor, it meant anyone was capable of it and for a man as loyal as Hisagi the thought was intolerable. He preferred not to dwell on such things and firmly pushed the notions from his mind.

            He landed on another balcony, he glanced at the glass sliding door out of reflex and found that its blinds weren’t shut, which was unusual. What he saw next sent him sliding to a halt as he collided with the metal bars of the balcony.

            Facing the windows was a petite, pretty young woman with a delicate, perfectly formed body. He knew because she was sitting there on her couch, almost completely naked except for a pair of panties. Her dark hair was tousled as her head pressed back into the couch, her pert breasts heaving slightly as her hand moved beneath those tiny pink panties. She was very obviously masturbating.

            The image was seared into his brain with savage intensity.

            He couldn’t move. He was a healthy man, he had normal appetites and like any guy he was up for sex when it came his way. He had one or two casual partners that he saw on a regular basis so his needs were seen to fairly often. None of that mattered at the moment, he was wired to respond to sexual stimulus and something so visually graphic completely overwhelmed his ability to reason. All thoughts of looking for the hollow vanished into thin air.

            She was masturbating.

            On some level, Hisagi realized women did that too. He had no idea if they did it every day like men, but it made sense that they would at least do it every once in a while. It was still fucking sexy as hell to actually see it getting done. His dick was up in seconds, his balls tightening as lust tore its way through him, transfixing him in place even more securely with each passing second.

            In the stillness of the night he could hear her muffled sounds of pleasure as she touched herself and his blood throbbed through him, sending him for the door without him realizing it. He entered the room in almost complete silence, his shinigami training serving him well as he strode directly to the couch.
            Cera thought she heard something in the living room, she was so close to getting off that it was difficult to register but at last she opened her eyes. She froze when her gaze landed on a man standing mere inches away from her. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and eyes. His face was handsome, despite three scars around his right eye and two odd tattoos on the left side of his face: the number 69 and a blue bar that crossed his face above it and across the nose, coming to an end halfway across the right side. He was dressed completely in black and he was wearing a sword.

            She was more or less completely naked and there was a stranger in her house. She opened her mouth to scream, although she had no idea who was going to be able to help her.

            Hisagi realized her intent and was on his knees in a flash. Up close she was even more mesmerizing, so tiny and yet so wonderfully formed. He wanted to look at her more but knew it wasn’t possible at the moment. His mouth was on hers before the scream even began, his arms closing around her taut little body with more force than he’d intended.

            His mouth slanted across hers with unerring accuracy, catching Cera by surprise so that she gasped, his tongue immediately slid inside her mouth with a consummate skill that left her weak in the knees. She had no idea who he was but he could definitely kiss! Her body was already aroused from her own ministrations, feeling his muscles pressed up against her was incredibly tempting. He had crushed her breasts against his chest and his hips were between her thighs, she could feel his erection straining against her panties even through his clothes.

            She had no idea how he’d gotten there, but despite all common sense she suddenly lost all fear of him. He wasn’t hurting her, he was kissing her with a passion that was starting to melt her spine to mush. One of his arms had slid down her back to grab her hip and anchor her in place so he wasn’t suffocating her despite bearing her back into the couch.

            Cera wasn’t sure how he’d gotten there but it was apparent all he was doing at the moment was keeping her from screaming. He wasn’t doing anything besides kissing her even though his penis was lodged against the juncture of her thighs, his intent obviously wasn’t rape although she still had no idea what it was.

            The firm pressure of his cock was intoxicating and perversely because he was restraining himself she suddenly felt a surge of recklessness. She thrust her hips against his own, deliberately rubbing against his hard length and eliciting a moan from them both. It freed her mouth, but she didn’t think of screaming as her eyes meshed with his, the lust between them blatant.

            Hisagi’s body was in overdrive from the teasing movement of her hips against his own, his dick starting to leak a little in his pants as his eyes flitted over her at close range. He should explain what he was doing there he realized, and opened his mouth to do just that. The movement drew Cera’s eyes to his lips, they were so sensual she reached up to touch them. She let her fingertips trace over them lightly and out of instinct he drew her fingers into his mouth and he could taste her slightly salty sweet flavor. The picture of her masturbating blazed before his eyes and he growled in spite of himself.

            She gasped when he licked her fingers clean, his look hot as he stared at her and quite suddenly she knew he was thinking of what he’d caught her doing. She should have felt embarrassed but didn’t, probably because she could tell it had turned him on. She leaned in and ran her tongue over his lower lip before gently biting down on it. His eyes narrowed in reaction and he abruptly shoved her back against the couch.

            Hisagi’s lip trembled, she’d bitten him a little hard and it had sent shockwaves straight into his groin. She had a naughty look on her face that he wanted to wipe off, he wanted her screaming for him.

            He put his hands on her knees and shoved her legs further apart, his grin wicked as he sat back on his heels so that he was eye level with her pretty panties. He felt her thighs stiffen in his grasp, he ignored the minimal resistance and draped her legs over his shoulders.

            “What do you think you’re doing,” she protested, her hands trying to push him away.

            “Finishing the job for you,” he murmured, leaning forward to let his tongue lap at the cloth of her panties. She smelled as good as she tasted, he’d been with some women who didn’t do a good job of keeping up with hygiene and he’d never do something like this for them.

            Her fingers tightened on his skin as her hips moved convulsively in response to his action. He smiled in appreciation, she was very responsive and that was going to make this extremely gratifying. Nothing turned him on like a woman that wasn’t afraid to enjoy herself.

            He teasingly ran the tip of his tongue along the side seam of her panties, pleased when she writhed restlessly. He shifted his attention to the other seam and then chuckled as her thighs tensed.

            Cera heard his laugh of satisfaction and responded, grabbing his hair in her hands and then shoving his face into the juncture of her legs. She hooked her right foot behind her left knee, trapping him in a triangle and then rotated her hips in his face. He blinked up at her in surprise and she bit out, “I can get off like this too.”

            Hisagi hadn’t been expecting her to make such an aggressive move, having her thrusting against him was stimulating as hell and he decided to shelve the game playing. He wanted to carry this out to the full conclusion, ending with him hot and sweaty above her as he came inside.

            He pulled her panties aside with one hand, exposing her to his view. In keeping with her pleasant scent and taste, she was well groomed. This was going to be just like eating peaches he thought with a grin, only he’d have a use for all the juice that was left over when he was finished.

            Cera could feel his breath against her highly sensitized skin and it sent shivers through her body. He was looking at her intently, for a moment she thought he was teasing her some more but then he smiled and leaned forward, his tongue flicking out to lightly touch her clit. The sensation it caused was electric, shooting up her spine and through her groin and breasts.

            He laughed softly and said, “You like that?”

            He knew she did, she tightened her thighs around his neck and said, “Yes, now use that talented tongue of yours for something besides talking and do it some more.”

Hisagi arched an eyebrow at her, his eyes dancing with laughter as he stared up at her. There was something very sexy about making eye contact with a woman when his vision was framed by her legs. “As the lady commands.”

            It was an impertinent comment but she thought nothing of it, because he leaned in and gently drew her clit between his teeth. Her response was intense and graphic, she gasped in delight and arched her hips up into his face. He reacted with violence; he slipped his hand under her ass to hold her at that angle and then he proceeded to tear her panties off with his other hand. As his mouth drew on her clit, he slid a finger into her with delicate pressure.

            Cera moaned as the heat rippled through her body and over her skin, covering her in goose bumps. It felt so good, too good. She tried to pull away from it, to lessen the intensity but he was relentless, holding her firmly in place. He curled his finger inside of her, touching a spot that made her body spiral into a dangerous state.

            “You taste so good,” he murmured, his voice vibrating against her skin was incredibly sensual.

            Hisagi thought she felt like heaven, she was so tight around his finger that he was throbbing to be inside her. As he had suspected, she was very passionate. She almost bucked him off when his mouth had closed over her clit and she had proceeded to writhe like a living tornado against his face while he ate her out. Fucking her would be unbelievable and knowing that he was going to do just that had him streaming in his pants.

            Cera gave herself up to the sensations he was causing her to feel. Each stroke of his tongue made her wetter, each slide of his finger caused her to respond more wildly, to push against him with growing insistence until she felt herself flying towards the brink of mindless pleasure. He must have sensed it too, because he slipped another finger inside of her and pressed in hard, catching her by surprise and sending her over the edge.

            When she came, she clenched so tightly around his fingers that he almost threw her down on the ground and entered her then and there. But he restrained himself and did the gentlemanly thing, riding out her orgasm, licking and stroking until her body was satisfied.

            Only then did he release her and paused to catch his bearings. He didn’t want to get off the minute he was inside her; he wanted to enjoy this fire of hers. But to his surprise, she reached down and yanked him up by the hem of his robe, slanting her mouth across his in a mind numbing kiss that had him crushing her beneath him on the couch in an instant.

            “I want you to fuck me,” she whispered in his ear and his aroused body twitched in response, he ground himself against her and moaned at the feel of her beneath him.

            He reached down to untie his pants, he could undress later. His fingers were shaking so badly they tangled the strings into knots. She grabbed his ass, sliding her hands along the curve of it, it felt so good he paused to thrust his hips against hers again. He hadn’t dry fucked anyone since he was a teenager but he was pretty damn sure he could come doing it with her.

            She kissed him again, bucking beneath him, her breath hot in his ear as she said, “I want you to do it hard, give it to me.”

            His composure was flying out the window Hisagi dimly realized, if she kept talking to him like that he was done for. He kissed her again to shut her up, she sucked his tongue into her mouth and he instantly visualized her doing that to his cock as well. Fuck it, he was going to dry go it once so he could last longer when he got inside of her. He pushed her knees up and folded her legs around his waist before grinding his hips against hers, the friction on his penis so good he knew was going to get off at any second. She met each thrust, her hands scratching down his shoulders, making soft sexy sounds in his ear.

            Cera loved the feel of his body covering hers, the strength of his hard frame as he rubbed himself against her. She tightened her legs around him, enjoying the sensual pressure where their bodies glided together. His breath was coming faster and so was hers, his hands were tightening brutally on her hips but she didn’t mind as she pushed back against him.

            The orgasm hit him hard, tearing through his body with brilliant intensity, making a mess of the pants he hadn’t managed to unfasten but he didn’t care. He could hear her soft cry of pleasure as she came as well. He collapsed on top of her, dazed by the experience. The smell of her surrounded him with sensual enticement, the scent of her orgasm flirting with his senses. Already he was growing hard again, his body responding to hers.

            “Hisagi where the hell are you,” an all too familiar and unwelcome voice called out.

            Hisagi suppressed a truly vile curse, he’d completely forgotten that he was helping Renji track down that hollow. He didn’t want to leave now, but if he didn’t he knew they would be discovered.

            He got up slowly, fury and regret ripping through him as he quickly adjusted his clothes. She stared up at him with dazed eyes and he bent down to give her an apologetic kiss. “I’m sorry, I have to go.”

            He wanted to ask if he could come back, but seeing as how he didn’t even know her name he thought that might be presumptuous. She caught him around the neck and said, “My name is Cera and apparently you are Hisagi. You’d better come back, you haven’t lived up to your promise yet.”

            He glanced at her questioningly. For answer she trailed her fingers over his left cheek. “I’m referring to the 69 of course. As it stands right now, we’re at 68 and I owe you one.”

            He laughed at that in genuine surprise, not sure if it was because he thought the joke was funny or that he was happy he could come back here once his mission was complete.
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