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bleach_quickies.
Character: Ichigo/Orihime
Prompt: barbecue
Words: 171
Ichigo couldn’t stop staring at Orihime eating the barbecue ribs. Sauce was smeared on the sides of her mouth and if she wasn’t quick enough, it would drip into her cleavage or onto the front of her sundress. She didn’t have a care in the world as she giggled at how she was a messy eater. Ichigo knew he had to take matters into his own hands before Yuzu ruined the moment with her fretting. Pulling Orihime by the arm, Ichigo walked her into the bathroom, sat her on the counter, and helped clean her up.
“Sorry about making such a mess.”
”Don’t worry about it.” He then leaned forward to lick around her mouth and continued farther down till he reached the trail of sauce between her breasts.
The movement of her hand stopped him at mid-lick as she reached between them and tugged at his zipper.
“Kurosaki-kun, I’m in no hurry to get cleaned up just yet, are you?”
Ichigo smirked as he settled between her thighs. “Not at all.”
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I have one more prompt to write but not sure which one to really use 'paper clip', 'sticker', or 'tiara'.
bleach_quickies. Character: Ichigo/Orihime
Prompt: barbecue
Words: 171
Ichigo couldn’t stop staring at Orihime eating the barbecue ribs. Sauce was smeared on the sides of her mouth and if she wasn’t quick enough, it would drip into her cleavage or onto the front of her sundress. She didn’t have a care in the world as she giggled at how she was a messy eater. Ichigo knew he had to take matters into his own hands before Yuzu ruined the moment with her fretting. Pulling Orihime by the arm, Ichigo walked her into the bathroom, sat her on the counter, and helped clean her up.
“Sorry about making such a mess.”
”Don’t worry about it.” He then leaned forward to lick around her mouth and continued farther down till he reached the trail of sauce between her breasts.
The movement of her hand stopped him at mid-lick as she reached between them and tugged at his zipper.
“Kurosaki-kun, I’m in no hurry to get cleaned up just yet, are you?”
Ichigo smirked as he settled between her thighs. “Not at all.”
~*~
I have one more prompt to write but not sure which one to really use 'paper clip', 'sticker', or 'tiara'.
