Little Red Bikini Ending 2 (Chapter 3)
Title: Fantasies (Sequal to Little Red Bikini)
Anime: Bleach
Pairing: there are a lot of hints
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: This is only one ending to the story.
Warning 2: Rukia smut section
First chapter Here Second chapter Here
“N-Nii-sama?!”
Rukia was not only startled, but appalled and intrigued all at once. She quickly covered her mouth to keep any more sounds from emerging, though the two in the other room hadn’t heard her over their own moans. Which were growing louder.
As she stood there watching them in the mirror, seeing Ichigo’s butt move up and down, and the sex starved looks on their faces, Rukia’s hand started trailing down her body. Her flesh was burning up. Cheeks flushing brightly as her hand slid under the waistband of her skirt and smoothed over her underwear.
Biting her lip to hold a gasp in, not being able to take her eyes off of the display of moving bodies in front of her, her other hand reached up to squeeze one of her own breasts.
Rukia closed her eyes for a moment, envisioning that it was her under Ichigo and not her brother. She would wrap her legs around him tightly and claw at his back.
A moan escaped Ichigo’s lips.
Shoving her own body up towards his, she’d rock against him as he thrust into her, making the impact deeper. Rukia stopped her fantasy, just long enough to watch them a moment more. She slid her hand under her underwear and dove into her own moist lips. For the first time she was glad that Urahara had made these Gigai anatomically correct. Rukia did gasp this time, but thankfully nothing loud enough for the men to hear. Closing her eyes again, she continued her fantasy.
She’d cry out at the sheer force, and practically go nuts climbing up to steal a kiss from him. A hot, wet, lust driven kiss. Which would make her cum in a second at just the thought, but it didn’t seem to satisfy her then. She pushed Ichigo back, climbing on top of him, sprawled legs and pinning him down.
She was almost there. And by the sounds coming from the other room, so were the boys.
No time to waste, she was already close. She rode him fast and hard. Shifting her hips just right she was there.
In a moment of blinding white light, Rukia, Ichigo, and Byakuya came all at once with their own sort of loud cry.
Slumping onto the counter of the sink, Rukia huffed for a moment, too tired to think straight until she heard shuffling from the other room. She quickly washed her hands and ran out of the house.
Rukia stayed away from Ichigo for a few hours. Her excuse being that she went to see a movie with Tatsuki and Inoue. It worked like a charm, but she couldn’t get the image out of her mind. When had Byakuya and Ichigo become lovers? She asked herself, feeling a jealous pang that she stuffed down quickly.
Neither party ever brought it up. Byakuya frequented the Kurosaki residence when he could get away and into the human world, and every time Rukia made sure that she was within ear shot.
Anime: Bleach
Pairing: there are a lot of hints
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: This is only one ending to the story.
Warning 2: Rukia smut section
First chapter Here Second chapter Here
“N-Nii-sama?!”
Rukia was not only startled, but appalled and intrigued all at once. She quickly covered her mouth to keep any more sounds from emerging, though the two in the other room hadn’t heard her over their own moans. Which were growing louder.
As she stood there watching them in the mirror, seeing Ichigo’s butt move up and down, and the sex starved looks on their faces, Rukia’s hand started trailing down her body. Her flesh was burning up. Cheeks flushing brightly as her hand slid under the waistband of her skirt and smoothed over her underwear.
Biting her lip to hold a gasp in, not being able to take her eyes off of the display of moving bodies in front of her, her other hand reached up to squeeze one of her own breasts.
Rukia closed her eyes for a moment, envisioning that it was her under Ichigo and not her brother. She would wrap her legs around him tightly and claw at his back.
A moan escaped Ichigo’s lips.
Shoving her own body up towards his, she’d rock against him as he thrust into her, making the impact deeper. Rukia stopped her fantasy, just long enough to watch them a moment more. She slid her hand under her underwear and dove into her own moist lips. For the first time she was glad that Urahara had made these Gigai anatomically correct. Rukia did gasp this time, but thankfully nothing loud enough for the men to hear. Closing her eyes again, she continued her fantasy.
She’d cry out at the sheer force, and practically go nuts climbing up to steal a kiss from him. A hot, wet, lust driven kiss. Which would make her cum in a second at just the thought, but it didn’t seem to satisfy her then. She pushed Ichigo back, climbing on top of him, sprawled legs and pinning him down.
She was almost there. And by the sounds coming from the other room, so were the boys.
No time to waste, she was already close. She rode him fast and hard. Shifting her hips just right she was there.
In a moment of blinding white light, Rukia, Ichigo, and Byakuya came all at once with their own sort of loud cry.
Slumping onto the counter of the sink, Rukia huffed for a moment, too tired to think straight until she heard shuffling from the other room. She quickly washed her hands and ran out of the house.
Rukia stayed away from Ichigo for a few hours. Her excuse being that she went to see a movie with Tatsuki and Inoue. It worked like a charm, but she couldn’t get the image out of her mind. When had Byakuya and Ichigo become lovers? She asked herself, feeling a jealous pang that she stuffed down quickly.
Neither party ever brought it up. Byakuya frequented the Kurosaki residence when he could get away and into the human world, and every time Rukia made sure that she was within ear shot.