...new you'd be back, aijin, however, I didn't think you'd be bringing Yoruichi-sama." The smooth, sexy timbre of his voice washed over Rukia once more and her desire-already rekindled at the site of him-burned bright within her. When he turned toward them, Rukia saw that his eyes were still hazy from the drugs he used, however they held a sort of tired acceptance when he saw what Yoruichi held.
"You know why I'm here, Ichigo," Yoruichi spoke in a low voice, "You didn't do your job. You were warned of what would happen should that ever occur and now, it's time to pay the price."
Ichigo looked at Yoruichi a moment before a slow, seductive smile spread across his face, "Is that why you're here, Yoruichi-sama? Are you sure you don't just want to fuck me instead?"
Yoruichi's eyes darkened and her breathing quickened. "Ichigo," she choked out, "you know I can't".
Ichigo put down his glass and advanced toward the women. Both of them gulped as they drank in the site of this god-turned-flesh before them. He walked right up to Yoruichi and put his fingertips lightly on the side of her face and leaned until he was whispering in her ear, "So… you're turning me down, Yorui-san? Well, we'd better get on with this punishment then, before you lose your resolve, ne?"
Yoruichi drew in a slow, steadying breath and steppe...