[Bleach, Ishida Uryuu x Inoue Orihime, #03]
Title: “How many will you take?”
Fandom: Bleach
Theme: #03 Snap, snap! Photograph!
Pairing: Ishida Uryuu x Inoue Orihime
Rating: ‘T’-contains mild sexual references. XP;
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, yet I maintain that Ishida belongs with Orihime alone, so there. I own my fics, so hands off! *nods*
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“Uryuu-chan, look this way!” Orihime giggled as her raven-haired boyfriend turned to her and she clicked the camera lens on him eating an ice cream cone against the bright blue of the ocean behind him.
It was a very good shot even if she said so herself, the blue of the sea bringing out his eyes and his half-opened white shirt swaying gently upward from the warm breeze that was also ruffling his hair no matter how he tried to keep it in its usual neat, flat shape.
She smiled, unable to resist coming forwards and putting her arms around his chest and squeezing tightly. She thought Ishida Uryuu was about the most beautiful man on Earth. No doubt about it, she, Inoue Orihime had it made.
“Careful, the ice-cream, Inoue-san.” Ishida warned her gently, lifting the hand that held it away in time for her head to be lain on his chest as he held her waist with his free one, smiling a little at her play of affection. Not that he was complaining, as he never lost a chance to get close to her either.
Yet, he frowned upon open PDA and was shyer about it than her. Not because he was embarrassed to be seen with her, or love her at all, but that he felt what they did together was their business and not a live show for the world to see. Still, one had needs and, he had them now the same as her.
Nuzzling her head gently, he lifted her face with his palm and looked into her eyes, smiling a little more. She was blushing. Smirking slightly, he leaned forward so their noses touched and kept looking at her, waiting just a nano-second before connecting their lips in a short, sweet kiss.
Orihime responded eagerly and brought her hands up over his shoulders, around his neck, closer…until he pulled away. Pouting at him in faint disappointment, she pulled at his hand and started to drag him down the beach some more.
Assuming she was going to try and get him to pose by the enclosed rock pools or something, her boyfriend groaned and asked of her, “Photos again? How many will you take, Inoue-san?”
She turned to him slyly and pointed to the more private-looking area by the end, under the pier, which was dark and secluded. Looking at her, understanding her motives, he had to smile again.
Watching her strip seductively in front of him as he leaned back on the cool wood of the beams, Ishida felt like this trip to the beach had been worth it. Pressing his lips to hers with a lot more passion than their previous one, he felt that this kind of scenic beauty he could get into, no problem, and never tire of…
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Thanks~! XD
~Akari~