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Rukia smiled broadly at him and said, "Fantastic! Come on – the elevator's waiting." Rangiku held the door open so Ichigo could wedge himself and the seemingly endless bags into the elevator. The door shut, and the elevator began to rise.
Almost half way between the first and second floors, they were engulfed in blackness. Then a hum was heard along with a loud click as a reddish colored emergency light came on. "WONDERFUL!" Rangiku said sarcastically.
"Lightning probably hit a power transformer or something," Ichigo said as he put down the many bags and flexed his fingers. "We shouldn't be here long. Big places like this usually have power generators that kick in. Your shopping trip won't be ruined."
Rangiku smiled at him in the dimly lit elevator car. "Thanks Ichigo for saying that, and for coming with me today. You're all right. Even if you were a bit JEALOUS of all the attention I was getting earlier."
"JEALOUS? ME? Are you crazy?"
She turned toward him and leaned against the back wall of the elevator, "Well then what would YOU call it?"
He crossed is arms over his chest and said, "I was merely trying to protect you from all the men who looked like they wanted to," he paused.
"You can't say it can you," she smiled saucily at him. He looked away slightly embarrassed. She leaned closer to him and said, "What do you THINK they wanted to do Ichigo?" He looked out of the corner of his eye and saw the deep cleft between her breasts as she moved even closer to him. He found that he liked the way her hair framed them, making them look like an ideal fantasy vision that he wanted to file away in his mind to call up again later. He looked away again.
He could feel the heat increasing in the elevator cab as she moved within inches of him. She said quietly, "I think YOU may want to do what you THOUGHT they wanted to do too. Do you?" she said as she ever so silently pointed her index finger under his chin, and slowly turned his face to hers. "Do you," she said breathily.
Ichigo didn't know if she was playing a game with him, or trying to tempt him, or trick him or what she was trying to do. All he knew was that she was dangerously close to him, in a stalled elevator car in the semi darkness with heat and something else pouring off of her that was doing strange and exciting things to him. And when her finger had touched his chin it sent a shockwave through his entire body that woke up a whole new desire in him.
She stared at him intensely, locking his eyes with hers. Then quickly acting on pure instinct, Ichigo slammed into her, pushing her flat against the back of the elevator car. He pressed his chest against her breasts, his hands on the wall on either side of her head. He barely had time to register the look of curious surprise on her face before he kissed her – hard.
He relished the feel of her lips against his, how it felt to crush her breasts against him, the smell of her hair, yet he braced himself for the crushing blow that could come from her if she rejected him. He waited milliseconds, completely tensed from head to toe and was completely surprised when he felt her hands traveling up his back. Then just as aggressively as he had begun things, she joined him in his frantic kiss.
The tenseness in his body dissipated immediately and was replaced by soaring excitement. He tugged at her shirt, wanting to see everything, FEEL everything that was Rangiku. She fumbled at his pants, her fingers quickly opening them, then she did something he could have never imagined; she wiggled her hand straight down the front of his pants and gripped him tightly.
Ichigo's eyes shot open and he breathed out an uncontrolled, "Hoo, hoo," as she touched him. When he could focus again, he looked at her face and all he saw was WANT.
"Oh my," she purred, "can you guess what I want? I bet you know, don't you? I'd also bet that you can't say it." All Ichigo could do was nod and try not to gasp too loudly from her intimate contact with him.
He leaned forward and kissed her neck, attacking that little space between her neck and shoulder. To his utter delight, he felt her giggle, then he felt a shiver run through her. He pulled at her top again, then gave up to just feel her breasts over her top, which she didn't seem to mind one bit. He kissed downward, Rangiku's hand still in his pants driving his excitement skyward. Then the whole elevator shuddered and the lights came back on. "NO!" he screamed inside his head. Then he looked at Rangiku who had a guilty expression on her face, her hand still in his pants, her left breast completely exposed, her lips lusciously pink and swollen from his kisses.
He didn't know what to do. The elevator was starting to move again. They were seconds away from being discovered in a passionate embrace. He looked at her again and she smiled at him slightly, and he knew what to do. She withdrew her hand from his pants carefully. Then Ichigo leaned away from her and ever so quickly, slammed his hand down on the emergency button that stopped the elevator yet left the lights on. He turned back to Rangiku and noticed her smiling, her chest heaving, leaning against the back wall. Then he watched as she grabbed the bottom of her top and pulled it up and off, throwing it on top of a pile of bags on the floor.
Ichigo was on her instantly, kissing her breasts, one at a time, then using his hands to touch them as well. "Yessss," Rangiku hissed at him as every breast fantasy he'd ever had he tried out with her. She weaved her fingers into his hair and guided his head to her left nipple, which he drew into his mouth, causing her to gasp loudly. She tried to reach under him to touch him again, but the angle proved difficult with his head against her breasts. Instead, she enjoyed what he was doing to her for a few more moments before she decided to take charge.
"Back up," she said, gently pulling his head away from her breasts. He looked at her with complete disappointment, wondering if he'd done something wrong. Then he watched her drop to her knees and expertly pull his pants and underwear straight down with her. She kneeled amongst the bags of shopping all around her and positioned herself right in front of his straining cock. She spread her breasts apart and sandwiched him between then.
"Oh, my Goooooddddd," he gasped as he looked down and saw what she was doing. It felt like nothing he'd ever felt before, the feeling of two firm gorgeous breasts squeezing him while being moved up and down. He could barely look at her while she did this, finding himself getting lost in how her hair flowed and touched the breasts that had engulfed him, feeling it tickle against his thighs. Every nerve in his body was exploding and straining at the same time.
When Rangiku looked up at him, she saw the need on his face. So she stopped her ministrations, and instead sat on her backside, lowered herself onto her shopping bags, and lifted her behind to pull her pants off. She gave him one wordless look, and that was all he needed.
Ichigo dropped to his knees. Rangiku pulled him by the shirt down onto her. She kissed him wildly as he tried to position himself between her legs. She squirmed underneath him, trying to assist him while not interrupting their kiss. Then she finally reached between their bodies, wrapped her hand around him gently and guided him to where he was trying to go. "There," she gasped as she kissed him again.
Ichigo's chest felt like it was exploding, his heart was thundering hard against his ribs. Then he felt heat, and an all encompassing hot wetness as he pushed himself into Rangiku. She made an inviting noise until he was fully seated inside her. Then he began to try and move, desperately wanting to release all the tension that had built up inside his body. He withdrew from her only to feel her wrap her hands around his hips and pull him back into her roughly. She said, "Yeah," as she let him withdraw from her again, quickly pulling him back into her, trying to help him establish a rhythm that pleased her.
Just the thought of pleasing Rangiku would have been enough for Ichigo, but when he looked down at her; her face, mouth open, eyes closed in concentration; her hair splayed out all over her shopping bags; her breasts everywhere, moving in time with his thrusts; he was driven very close to the edge. But when she once again pushed her hand between them, grazing her own clitoris and setting off her own orgasm, he didn't have a second left in him. He came hard, harder than he ever had in his whole life. As he slowed, he couldn't believe what had actually happened between him and this beautiful creature that he'd had numerous fantasies about, but never thought he'd be worthy of.
He leaned down and gently kissed her on the mouth. She giggled at him. He began to get up, then he said, "Oh my God Rangiku! You're bags! They're all crushed!" He stood up and tried to reassemble himself, while gathering up some of the less crushed bags.
Rangiku sat up and said while smiling at him, "Don't worry about it Ichigo." She found her top and put it back on, then stood up putting her pants into place.
The two of them went through her bags and tried to put some bags inside others that weren't too damaged from their elevator tryst. When they were all gathered together and back in Ichigo's hands so he could carry them out, a sudden horrible thought occurred to Ichigo. "Uh, Rangiku?"
"Hmm?" she hummed melodiously at him.
"See that little light up there in the corner, by the ceiling?"
"Ahuh. What of it?"
"That's a security camera."
"A WHAT?" she yelled.
"Yeah. They might not have seen what we were doing when the lights went out, but I'm pretty sure they could see all the rest when I hit the emergency button."
"And you KNEW about this ahead of time?"
"NO! I heard that some elevators had them, but I didn't know this one did until right now! What should we do?"
Rangiku thought for a second and said, "I'll have to see if I can persuade the security team to give me that tape. I can be quite persuasive when I want to be." Ichigo knew exactly what she meant, and wondered secretly if he could get a copy of that tape.
A/N: Congratulations! You decided your way to some time with Rangiku! Good job. But if you'd like to try and spend time with anyone else – go back to the beginning and try again. Thanks for reading/playing!