Nay

"Nope! Not gonna do it!" Ichigo said as he turned away from the naked Yoruichi and headed toward the stairs they'd come down.
Yoruichi was suddenly in front of him. She said, "You NEED this training Ichigo! Come on! Get over yourself!" She pushed him backward toward the training area.
"Would you quit that? I can't concentrate when you're all naked!"
"Is this better?" she asked as she used her left hand to cover her pubis, while she used her right arm as a shield across her breasts.
"Uhm, not much," he said, noticing how the curve of her waist tapered inward, then flared slightly outward with the swell of her feminine hip. He closed his eyes tightly, yet as soon as he did, the image of her body sprang to his thoughts. He was really starting to react to her.
"Whoa, whatcha got there Ichigo?" He opened his one eye and saw that she'd moved her strategically placed left hand to point at the front of his clothes. He followed her finger and was embarrassed to find that she'd noticed how turned on he was.
"I have to go!" he said as he turned away from her and walked away with great difficulty.
"Ichigo! I had no idea that this body of mine would do that to you." She was in front of him again.
"Will you stop that? You're making it worse!"
She walked toward him slowly, showing her whole body to him, not caring what it did to him. She said, "You need to be able to separate your maleness from your survival instinct Ichigo. And if you don't learn how to do that, you'll have an enemy that takes total advantage of that and kills you for it. Do you understand me?" she continued to walk toward him.
He knew that she made sense. He'd be a sitting duck if he were battling someone like say Rangiku, with her breasts mostly exposed as they always were. He'd be so distracted looking at them, that she'd be able to cut him down in his tracks! He said, "You're right, but I don't know how to turn THAT off when you're naked in front of me!" he pointed 'south' while he said that.
Yoruichi scowled at him, and before Ichigo could react, she swung her leg in a sweeping arc and almost took his head off. His reaction time was slower than usual because of his obvious 'distraction' but he was able to duck and avoid most of her kick. He felt her ankle pass through the top of his hair. "HEY! I wasn't ready for that!"
She dove at him, "Well, you'd better GET ready, or I'm going to kick your ever living ass!" She punched a boulder beside his head, narrowly missing him. He dove to the side, barrel rolling away.
Ichigo felt angry. She wasn't going to let him breathe between attacks, yet he was still so distracted from the 'round' parts of her that were so enticing to him. The testosterone that was coursing through his body didn't make him feel any less angry, it fueled him instead. He found his footing and launched himself at her, trying to focus on the top of her head, and not the bouncing quivering parts of her that he wanted to get a better look at, and possibly touch.
They met in mid-air, arms blocking kicks and punches before they split apart again. Then Yoruichi flash stepped away and Ichigo tried to calm himself down so he could find her. She hit him hard in the chest, bowling him over, and she was gone again, calling, "You've got to do that faster Ichigo!" He opened his eyes to see her pert bottom retreating away from him. He leapt up and ran after her, until she disappeared again. Quicker this time, he sent out his spiritual energy and thought he found her, but she was gone again. A moment later, he felt a knee to his ribs that sent him flying sideways. He rolled end over end until the momentum finally slowed. He laid flat on his back, body filled with adrenalin and slight anger, then she appeared above him, her hands on either side of his head. She looked upside down to him. In fact, she was on her hands and knees, just her face over his, and he instantly had a testosterone fueled flash of what it'd be like if she walked her hands and knees over his body and put her hands inside his clothes to release him. Then he thought what he'd SEE if her thighs were on either side of his head instead of her hands.
Yoruichi brought him back to reality quickly when she said, "You've got to think faster, MOVE faster! You've got to catch your enemy unaware Ichigo!"
Anger again mixed with testosterone and made Ichigo react impetuously. He said, "You mean like this?" as he reached backward under her looming face and grabbed her by her ribs, holding her firmly, dimly aware that the palms of his hands were pressing into the sides of her breasts. Yoruichi's face registered shock, and her eyes went wide with anger. She had been caught unaware.
"What do you think you're doing?" she said as she felt his hands hold her there, causing a not unpleasant flush of blood to rush to her nipples.
"I'm thinking and moving faster!" He felt the firmness of her breasts under his palms and it was doing wonderful things to him. Curiosity took over, as he cautiously turned his hand slightly and ran his thumbs over both her very hard nipples, just once, the fear of her destroying him because of his brazenness still in his mind.
A sudden wave came off Yoruichi and Ichigo became aware that maybe he wasn't the only one who was having wonderful things happening to him.
Yoruichi's eyes took on a different look then. The anger she'd registered now turned to something else. Something akin to fascination crept across her face. Then she saw Ichigo's face. He was curious, and she noticed that he was looking at her mouth. His eyes drifted from her upside down eyes to her mouth and back again, while his thumbs again teased her. She took a sharp breath inward as she recognized what he was thinking – she's seen that look before. He was thinking of kissing her. She knew that any man who looked at a woman's lips the way that he was looking at hers, wanted to taste them. Her concentration was broken as he quietly said her name, "Yoruichi," he practically whispered, and a shiver shot down her spine.
"What was that?" he asked, his eyes full of concern and wonder.
"Nothing," she said as she continued to loom over him trying to find some control inside herself, but coming up empty. Instead, the shiver seemed to have settled between her legs, causing her to look at his mouth and wonder what he'd taste like.
"I'm supposed to be training here! Not touching Yoruichi's breasts!" Ichigo thought to himself as he knew he wouldn't remove his hands unless she made him. Then he got another idea and moved his hands upward, not breaking contact with her skin. He moved up over her chest, up her neck, to her face. He could see the concern and question in her eyes, but when he experimentally ran his thumb over her bottom lip, all that changed. She breathed out suddenly, her warm breath dancing over his thumb, then she leaned forward quickly and pressed her mouth against his.
With their heads upside down from one another, their mouths didn't quite fit together right, so both turned their heads sharply in opposite directions to have them fit together better. When they found that they did, Ichigo opened his mouth and lightly touched his tongue to Yoruichi's lower lip, dragging it to the right slightly, tasting her. She responded by opening her mouth, letting her tongue touch his slightly. Then after that first contact, they both opened their mouths wider and began to explore each other.
The heat that began to build between them almost caused the air itself around them to burst into flames. Urgency surged through Ichigo and adrenalin sizzled through Yoruichi's veins. Their breathing increased as the intense excitement they were both experiencing ratcheted upward. Then Yoruichi did something that Ichigo had just dreamed of, she separated her mouth from his and instead, cat-walked down his body until both her knees were on one side of his head. She then used her hands to pull open Ichigo's soul reaper attire then she quickly freed his penis. The rush of cool air on his skin caused him to gasp suddenly, but he gasped even louder as he felt Yoruichi's mouth descend down the length of him.
He instinctively wrapped his hands around her naked thighs as if he needed something to hold onto. Yoruichi's tongue teased him, tortured him, and made him dig his fingertips into her thighs. She responded to him, and while not missing a beat, she lifted her left thigh and placed it on the other side of his face. His dream came true as he stared up at her waiting sex that glistened invitingly.
He tried to keep some sort of composure but knew he didn't have a very good grip on himself. A beautiful woman, whom he never before thought as such, was giving him unbelievable oral pleasure, all while positioning herself over his own face. His left hand ran up and down her left inner thigh, causing her to tremble slightly and actually lower herself toward him. He knew what she wanted, she wanted him to please her as well, but he was unsure where to start. While still stroking her thigh, he reached up slowly with his right hand and gently touched the part of her that seemed to be slightly contracting. As soon as he made contact with her, she made a noise that sounded like pleasure to him. He responded by pushing himself deeper into her mouth.
Ichigo slowly dragged his finger downward, watching as it parted Yoruichi's sex, showing him what was inside her feminine folds. He found he wanted to look at her forever, study her, touch her, taste her, and try to find out what pleased her most. He thought he owed her that much, with what she was doing to him. Then has his finger touched a small ridge that seemed to be closest to his face, she gasped suddenly and her whole body tensed. "Whoa," he thought, "what was that?" She stopped what she was doing to him for a moment, and when her body relaxed again, she sank down toward him again.
Ichigo's eyes rolled for a moment, then he focused yet again on the wonder above him. It was so inviting to him that he touched it again, causing Yoruichi to once again tense as if she was waiting for something. Again, it seemed as if she'd lowered herself down toward his face even more, then he realized that she wanted him to do to her, what she was doing to him. He was more than happy to comply, wanting to taste her all along. So he carefully, cautiously angled his head backward, and opening his mouth, he touched his tongue to her clitoris.
"UHGNnnnn," Yoruichi groaned as she threw her head back, releasing her suction on him.
"WOW!" Ichigo thought as he saw her react to his initial touch. "I did that to her?" Then he decided to see if he could do it again and get the same response. Again, he touched his tongue to her and again, she made a pleasurable noise, but this time, she sank back down on him and once again put him inside her mouth.
"Ohhhhhnnnn," Ichigo hummed, causing Yoruichi to answer him back. He reached up again, and this time pressed his tongue firmly against her. She almost directly on his face when he did that. Then she did something he didn't expect – again – she gripped him firmly in her hand, then it felt like her mouth attacked him, tonguing him, sucking at him, moving much more rapidly this time than the experimental times before. Ichigo had a hard time holding on then, and not giving in completely to the pleasure that was coursing through his body. Instead, he decided to see what else he could do for the woman who was pleasing him so much.
He reached up, wrapped both his hands around her thighs, pushed his tongue against her, and then began to move his entire head in a figure eight motion. What happened next he couldn't have imagined even in his wildest fantasies. Yoruichi began to mimic his actions, but in an up and down motion, causing him to come in contact with her from many different angles. HE was doing this to her, HE was making her respond to him, HE was causing her so much pleasure. And because he was doing this to her, he found himself overloaded with enjoyment himself. Without warning, he lost his grip on his own control and came hard into Yoruichi's mouth. He unable to concentrate, he was barely able to remember how to breathe.
As he recovered quickly, he glanced up at Yoruichi's waiting sex. He could feel the tension throughout her entire body. She was strung tighter than Uryu's Quincy bow, and she needed to be released. He attached her with his mouth and tongue with a new found fervor. He needed to please her, thank her for what she'd done for him.
Again, she began to almost shamelessly move herself over his face, his tongue and lips touching her in different places at different angles. She changed her angle slightly and pushed herself up, her hands on his thighs as she began to concentrate on exactly what he was doing to her. Ichigo noticed that a steady wetness was spreading, not only on her, but on him too. His saliva mixed with it, causing a wet friction that was not only exciting to her, but to him as well.
He could feel her straining, her breath being alternately held and released quickly. She was right at the edge of a wave of delight that she couldn't quite grasp. But when Ichigo cautiously pushed his index finger forward slightly into her wetness, a wave of gratification engulfed her. She leaned forward and backward, trying to push his finger into her. He took the hint and pushed forward until it was completely inside her. Then with her motions combined with his, and the reintroduction of his tongue to her clitoris, Yoruichi finally succumbed to her own orgasm, gasping and groaning for long exquisite moments.
She found she couldn't move, didn't want to for some time. That is until she looked down and found Ichigo's penis once again in a state of high arousal. She wasted no time, and carefully removed her thighs from the sides of his head, and instead scrambled around him. She then walked her thighs over his hips.
Ichigo stared at her, not believing what was happening next. He watched her reach between them, pick up his throbbing member, then she lowered herself onto him. After a few moments of adjustment, Yoruichi threw her head back and began to ride him, up and down. Ichigo had never felt anything so incredible. His excitement grew like his uncontrolled spiritual energy always did, as he watched Yoruichi's powerful thighs lift her up and bring her back down. He watched her breasts bounce slightly as she continued her motions, he studied her face, her eyes closed tightly in pleasure, then he was lost in his own.
He reflexively grabbed her thighs and pulled them toward him, assisting her as he could, wanting to drive into her deeper. But she was in charge, and she did not disappoint him. She suddenly opened her eyes and stared into his. Then she changed her angle and her tempo. Ichigo never knew what happened after that for his orgasm rocked him to his very soul, his spiritual energy flowing out of him freely the same way his semen was being released into Yoruichi.
She felt him throb deeply inside her, and felt the wet rush of his orgasm invading her. Just the thought of him once again exploding with pleasure because of her; tipped off her own shuddering orgasm as she rode him to her completion.
Moments later, Yoruichi rolled sideways off Ichigo. They both lay there panting on the dusty ground. Ichigo looked at her and said, "I don't know what to say. I should be sorry for touching you, but I'm not. I should be thanking you instead."
"Don't bother feeling sorry or thanking me," she said back to him. "Just answer me one question."
He turned toward her and said, "Yeah?"
"When are you available to 'train' again?"
"You mean, like sometime this week or something?"
"No, I mean like sometime within the next half hour," Yoruichi looked as if she were ready to devour him – again.
"Give me a minute," Ichigo said already feeling excitement beginning to build inside him again.
Yoruichi got up and stretched her arms over her head, giving Ichigo quite a show. She said, "You've got thirty seconds. And I suggest you run, because once I catch you…" Ichigo smiled and got up tearing off the rest of his clothing. He flash stepped away from her, wondering what pleasurable **** she had in store for him when she did in fact catch him.
A/N: WOO! Good job! Your decisions led you to a long drawn out 'training' session with Yoruichi! Now, if you'd like to try for someone else, go back to the beginning and try some different decisions. Thanks for reading/playing.