[She slides her hands into his hair and curls them there to drag her nails over his scalp as she pulls back, grazing her teeth over his lower lip before pulling away entirely.]
[Let's do an inventory here. Wearing just pants, check. Arms shackled to the wall, check. Freedom of movement, not much. Strange maroon-haired girl kissing him, running her hands through his hair, nipping at his mouth... big check. Ichigo makes a sort of strangled noise while he tugs at his bindings, all the way until that kiss ends.]
W-why do you need to cuff me at all?! You could have just asked-!
[And he'd have said "hell no." This way, though... those nails are making him hiss, and it isn't even near to entirely out of pain. Once more, he tries his best to break out of his bonds, but the parts of him she's touching remain stone-still.]
I could have just asked? Really? And you'd have said yes...?
[She's making fun of him, a little, pressing close to his side and sliding one hand over his chest and down to his belt, hooking her fingers into it and pressing her mouth to the corner of his lips.]
[If he knew hands on body felt kind of nice, sure, he may have said yes. Probably no, but maybe- wait, his belt. Oh, dammit, Riruka, now he's just squirming, especially with her mouth coming in like that. Strangely, he can't roll his head away.]
You did it for most of your life, you could do it more. That's enough, you had your fun.
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Who said this had anything to do with training?
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...Then what's the point?
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Why are the cute ones so dumb...?
[Maybe you'll get it if she explains it to you in makeouts.]
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[Suddenly cut off by those makeouts, oh man. Yes, this is making more sense now.]
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Understand a little better now, I-chi-go~?
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What... the hell do you think you're doing?
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[She leaned in close, eyebrows rising mockingly and lips pursing into a pout.]
What do you think I'm doing?
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[...Alright, that look really was kind of appealing, but- no, Ichigo, now was not the right time to consider giving in to this.]
Get serious, alright?
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[Her nails d r a g down his scalp and the back of his neck and then spreading over his shoulders.]
Besides, what makes you think I'm not serious?
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[And he'd have said "hell no." This way, though... those nails are making him hiss, and it isn't even near to entirely out of pain. Once more, he tries his best to break out of his bonds, but the parts of him she's touching remain stone-still.]
This is shameful! H-how can you even enjoy this?
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[She's making fun of him, a little, pressing close to his side and sliding one hand over his chest and down to his belt, hooking her fingers into it and pressing her mouth to the corner of his lips.]
With a guy like you? How can I not~?
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[If he knew hands on body felt kind of nice, sure, he may have said yes. Probably no, but maybe- wait, his belt. Oh, dammit, Riruka, now he's just squirming, especially with her mouth coming in like that. Strangely, he can't roll his head away.]
You did it for most of your life, you could do it more. That's enough, you had your fun.
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