Angel groaned as she tried to open her eyes. The sun was shining through the window, almost blinding her before she could adjust to the light and fully open her eyes.
Ichigo.
That was the first thing that crossed her mind when she was able to focus on her surrounding. The orange head was lightly snoring away next to her, his arms still tightly wound around her body. That was when Angel remembered what happened the previous day.
Ichigo had been ignoring her because of the rumor going around school. After acting cold to her, he snapped, telling her to leave him. It left her emotionally vulnerable that she couldn't fend herself when a drunken man suddenly appeared out of nowhere and attacked her. However, Ichigo arrived just in time, knocking the bastard out, and brought her back home to wash away the unwanted touches on her body and replacing them with his gentle caresses in the shower.
Angel lightly traced her lips with her fingers.
The kiss was the most intense kiss she had ever experienced not to mention all the ministration that came with it… though all of her experiences were only from Ichigo. So many emotions were passed between them through it and it felt like her heart was slowly being pieced back together.
Of course that was where it ended. She sobbed until her body stopped shaking. And as their fingers started to prune, Ichigo pulled them out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. They changed out of their wet clothes and ended up collapsing on the bed together, completely exhausted from school and all its drama.
That was it.
Nothing else happened except Ichigo holding her tightly as they slept. Angel lightly pouted. She was disappointed, not just at Ichigo, but at herself. She should have stayed awake and finish whatever they were doing in the shower. Heck, now that she thought about it, Ichigo always stopped before anything really started because of her.
Angel was pulled out of her thoughts when Ichigo let out a small groan as he pulled her into him even more. She couldn't stop the blush that was slowly making its way up her face, and spreading throughout her body when he rubbed his face against her neck.
Goddamit, she thought to herself as she bit her lower lip to stop a moan from coming out, this is killing me. Should I wake him up? She looked down, carefully pulling away to get a better look. Her tensed shoulders suddenly relaxed as she looked down onto Ichigo's peaceful face, absolutely no sign of his scowl on his face. Without realizing what she was doing, Angel lifted one of her hands and brushed away some of his fiery bangs.
Ichigo's relaxed face scrunched before slowly blinking his eyes open. He looked up and smiled as his eyes focused on the smiling face of the woman in his arms.
"Ohayo," she whispered.
Ichigo smirked before gently grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her down for a kiss. Angel immediately closed her eyes as their lips met. She held back a moan as Ichigo slowly moved his lips against her like a beautiful, quiet dance. He slowly pulled back and whispered, "Ohayo," back to her, their lips still touching as he spoke.
Angel grinned before pressing her lips fully onto his again.
Liking how responsive she was, Ichigo flipped over their position so he was hovering over her entire body, their lips never breaking away from each other.
He didn't have to ask for her to let him in; without a moment's hesitation Ange opened her mouth and took in Ichigo's tongue to play with hers. They nipped at each others lips and allowed their emotions to fall into the moment.
Ichigo ran his hand up and down her arm, getting a sweet whimper from the back of her throat. He reached down and intertwined their fingers as he left her lips and placed butterfly kisses down to her jaw and to her neck.
"Ichigo," Angel breathed out, her unoccupied hand grabbing onto his back.
The orange head responded with a small grunt as he bit on her pulse point, causing her to arch her back against him. His other hand slowly went to the back of her neck and pulled it upwards, bringing her closer to him as he went back to kissing her lips.
The two stayed locked against each other for several more minutes before Ichigo slowly pulled away. He opened his hazy eyes and looked down to peer at her face.
Bushū Angel beautiful.
Her flushed face was only an inch below his with her swollen red lips and lust-filled violet eyes looking back up at him through half-lidded eyes. Everything about her was screaming beautiful.
And she was all his.
"Angel," he exhaled, his warm breath fanning over her face, "Don't leave me," he whispered.
Angel's lips tugged upwards into a small smile. "As long as you don't try to kick me out again," she teased.
Ichigo shook his head as he placed his forehead against hers. "Sorry about that. I was getting worried about someone finding out about us and just snapped."
"What did they say to make you so angry?" she asked as her hand on his back came up to play with the hair on the nape of his neck.
Ichigo sighed as he buried his head between the junction of her neck and shoulder. "The rumors about me could get to the principle's ears. And if they find out about you, not only will I be in trouble but so will you. The possibilities of what might happen to you were too great for me to try and risk it."
Angel felt touched, slightly, that he tried to get rid of her from his life to protect her, but she was still displeased at how he acted upon it. "Still, you didn't have to act like that. This was the first time I felt scared of you."
Ichigo stiffened. "Sorry," he whispered.
Angel shook her head, knowing he could feel it even though he wasn't looking at her. "It was a misunderstanding. I appreciate you trying to protect me, but…" She brought up her hands and gently lifted Ichigo's face up to look directly into his eyes. She smiled sweetly at him, "Whatever may happen, let's face it together. No more trying to push the other away or saying things that aren't from the heart. Even though we have our differences, we still make a great team together."
Ichigo looked down at her and smiled. "You don't have to worry about that; I'm never letting you out of my sight again." He came down and immediately claimed her lips before giving her a chance to respond.
There were just so many things he wanted to say; so many things that needs to be conveyed but he just didn't know how to do it. So he hoped his kiss was enough to show it to her.
And Angel got the message.
She felt tears forming behind her eyes and she couldn't stop them as they made their escape even through her closed eyes.
Ichigo stiffened when he felt something wet against him. He slowly detached himself away from her and saw the small tears sliding down. His face frowned in worry as he wiped them away with his thumbs. "Sorry," he whispered again.
Angel opened her eyes and looked at him. "I don't want to hear you saying that word again. If you're truly sorry then don't say it."
Ichigo nodded. "Sorry."
Angel rolled her eyes. "I thought I just told you to stop saying that. Did you really forget it that quickly?"
"Sor—"
Angel quickly stopped him by pulling his head down for a searing kiss.
At first Ichigo was in a bit of daze but he soon became possessive again as he quickly deepened the kiss. And this time, the previously slow and tingling kisses became a full-on lustful kiss. Angel fought back with the same about of force as her hands slide down his chest, feeling his toned muscles under his shirt.
The orange head groaned before he detached himself from her for a brief second to pull off his shirt before going back down to take her lips. Angel felt small sparks as her hands became even more persistent on his body. No matter how many times she touched him it always made her spine tingle. She moaned when she suddenly felt Ichigo's hand cupping her breast against her shirt.
"Ichigo," she whimpered.
And that was all she had to say to make Ichigo yank her shirt off of her and pull down her skirt in a blink of an eye. This time when he went down, Ichigo went to the front of her throat and licked it as he felt a groan coming from within it.
His fingers started brushing against her skins causing goosebumps to rise. "Angel," he growled into her neck, "In a few seconds I won't be able to stop," he paused to nip on her neck before continuing, "So stop me now."
This was the moment Angel was suppose to push him away but instead she held onto him tighter, even spreading her legs apart to accommodate him in between them. He stopped his lips and lifted his head to look down at her.
Angel was looking at him with her face all flushed and her breathing labored. "Don't you dare stop."
Ichigo stared into her eyes to see nothing but complete seriousness. That was all he needed to know to pull down his pants. Angel's hands went to her back to unclasp the bra which she tossed to the side as Ichigo tossed his pants next to her clothes.
As Ichigo slowly leaned down to kiss her again, his hand cautiously came up and palmed the breasts that fit perfectly in his hand. Angel moaned at the sensation, arching her back to present more of herself to him. In the next second, he was down to suck on the hard nipple of the neglected breast, earning him a surprised gasp from her. He licked, nipped, and sucked from one breast to the other, slowly driving Angel into insanity as his other hand came down and fingered the lace of her underwear before slowly pulling it off, as if unveiling a fragile present.
Angel bit her lower lip as she felt the cool air hitting her warm skin as her wet panties were being peeled off of her, exposing the most sensitive part of her body to him. Once it was completely off, Ichigo pushed himself up on his knees and looked down to see everything that was being offered to him.
It was his most precious possession that he wasn't going to let anyone else see or have.
Lust filled Ichigo's eyes completely as all of Angel was bare in front of him. He allowed his eyes to travel from the tip of her toes and to the ends of her hair until their hungry eyes met.
"Take it off," she growled. Ichigo held back a snicker as he quickly pulled off his boxers. And there it stood, in all his tall glory, the hard erection that Angel had only been able to touch but never really see.