... talented but this surpassed even her expectations. He had never been this raw…even as an untried youth. Luckily, Yoruichi was a masochist because when he entered her the first time, she felt a sharp, tearing pain and now she was bleeding. Lurking in the back of her mind was the thought that none of this had been for her.
"Ichigo, I thought you might like to know that your living situation will be changing tomorrow. Rukia-san has asked that you accompany her to her home for an...extended visit." Ichigo's brow furrowed in confusion, "What do you mean, Yorui-san? She bought my contract from you?"
"No, no…nothing like that. She is simply paying me a lot of money for you to please her in her own home. Her family is very…conservative and she doesn't want them finding out she visited Seireitei. After tonight though, I'm not so sure I can let you go...at least not for too long. But all of this talk can wait - you've worn me out, my okiniiri, let's go to sleep and we'll talk about the details in the morning, ne?"
Ichigo smiled at her but the smile didn't reach his eyes. As Yoruichi snuggled in his strong arms, his mind wandered to tomorrow. He would be going to Rukia's house - he would be with her tomorrow and he was pretty sure that she would somehow know he'd ...