Rating: Explicit (CW: high school AU, adult content)

Status: Ongoing

“Need a hand with that, Kuchiki?”

Her eyes snapped open and she jerked away from the desk, hands dropping to her sides as if she’d touched fire. Across from her, the door to the classroom had silently slid open without her noticing while she was lost in her own pleasure.

She looked up in horror to see her least favorite classmate, delinquent and school bad boy Ichigo Kurosaki, smirking at her from the doorway.

or

In which Ichigo gives Rukia more than just a hand.

“come on, let’s go home.”

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“I swore to myself just one kiss…just one time.”

Hello Anon! I’m very late but if you’re reading this, thank you for waiting patiently. Life has been a tad hectic as of late but I’m hoping things return to normal soon.

Anyway, here you go. Enjoy! :D

Note: Chapstick, My Best Friend’s Little Sister, and Pleasure Lessons are all ongoing IR fics, and some of the snippets below contain suggestive or mature themes. Edit: the E rating stands for “explicit,” not “everyone” xD

Chapstick (rated M for future scenes)

Making his way past patrons and tables to exit the coffee shop, he stopped outside the large cafe windows, bringing his phone up to his ear so he could hear her better.

“Hey, midget. What’s up?”

He could practically hear her glaring at him through the phone, her irritation making him smirk. “Nothing, you jerk. We’re about to head over to the theater but Renji had to take a call, so I figured I’d make one as well.”

“Everything going okay so far?”

Rukia sighed. “Yeah. We haven’t talked about it yet, but I’m planning to after the movie.”

“That’s good. Don’t get too stressed about it while you’re watching the movie.”

“I’ll try,” she promised. “Are you writing today?”

She knew him well; “Yeah, I’m at the Tully’s by my place. Gonna try to get some done but some guy was being an asshole, picking on this girl.”

He heard her tsk through the phone. “That’s not good. Did you break it up?”

“Yeah, she was pretty freaked out but he left eventually. So now I’m just waiting for my drink, which they insisted on giving me for free even though I didn’t do much.”

“I’m sure you’re her hero,” Rukia teased, and he knew she was wiggling her brows at him on the other end. “Maybe you’ll be on a date soon too, hmm?”

“Right,” he said dryly, “I highly doubt that considering she looked like she was about to faint just looking at my face.”

“Told you your face is scary as hell!”

“Shut up,” he grumbled. “You obviously like seeing it all the time.”

He could hear the smirk in her voice; “I don’t like it, fool, I’ve just developed a high tolerance for it. The way some people have built a tolerance for arsenic.” She snickered on the other end and he scowled, despite her being unable to see him.

My Best Friend’s Little Sister (rated E)

As she scooted a bit closer to me on the bench to add some to my plate, her thigh connected with mine under the table. I jumped a bit at the sudden contact, my knee nearly hitting the table when I felt her soft leg pressing against mine.

I caught myself just in time—I’d almost moved away but that would’ve been weirder; it’s not like we were in elementary school anymore and I was some kid afraid of cooties.

Not to mention if I were being honest, the very last thing I wanted to do at that moment was move away from her warmth and the sweet scent of her skin.

If only Renji weren’t sitting right across from us.

I could feel myself starting to grow hard again in my pants—fuck, this was becoming a problem—at how close she was, her arm extended in front of me barely a couple inches away as she leaned over me. The neck of her sweater had slid off her shoulder at some point, exposing her bare skin to my gaze.

I was unable to resist, my eyes darting down to roam over the small curve of her breast beneath her thin top, reminding me of her silhouette I’d seen outside the tent...

Her thigh pressed even more firmly into mine as she started peppering the far side of my bowl, making sure it was distributed evenly. I was nearly fully hard now and jerked away in panic; if she got any closer her leg would practically be draped over mine and she would definitely feel it.

Then—for the briefest moment—I felt her calf rub slightly up and down against mine.

Oh.

Fuck.

Pleasure Lessons (rated E for future scenes)

She took a step away from him as he continued to come toward her.

“I wasn’t doing anything,” she denied again hotly.

“Oh no? It looked like you were enjoying yourself...unless I was mistaken?” he laughed, his bright eyes boring into hers. “That was pretty amazing, Kuchiki. Never would’ve thought our class rep was so wild.” He continued walking her away from the desk until her back was pressed against the wall, the cold glass of the window piercing through her thin shirt and making her shiver. “But I guess even the class rep needs to blow off steam once in a while, huh?”

“Are you going to tell anyone?” she whispered, both unable and afraid to look away from him.

She watched as his lips drew into a lazy smirk. “Hmm,” he drawled, looking amused. “That depends. What do I get out of it if I don’t?”

At that, her expression hardened into one he was more used to seeing on her, making his grin widen. “Don’t think you can try to blackmail me.”

“Blackmail?” he chuckled. “You think I’m that kind of guy?”

“I know you are!”

“Oh you do, do you?” He lowered his face close to hers and she flinched at the sudden proximity. “I’m flattered, didn’t realize the class rep was paying so much attention to me. Tell me, what else do you know about me?”

“That you’re always getting into fights,” she spat at him. “And you don’t care about any of our school rules.”