...rvously and turned their attentions back to their customers. The two women continued on to the stairs and up to the third floor.
When they arrived at Ichigo's room, Yoruichi stopped and took a deep breath, "Well, I guess this moment had to come sometime, right?" Yoruichi opened the door and both women stepped inside.
Ichigo was by the window looking up at the full moon. He was wearing a pair of loose, black silk pants and had a drink in his hand. For the first time, Rukia noticed the intricate black tattoo that decorated his beautiful back. It was a fierce Asian dragon whose head began on top of Ichigo's right shoulder and its gaping jaws extended down the bicep a bit. The sinuous beast's body curled around the right shoulder blade-claws extended-and continued until caressing Ichigo's strong neck with its tail. Rukia had always harbored a secret fetish for tattoos-and this one was riveting!
Ichigo didn't turn to them when they entered. He took a sip from his amber-colored drink before speaking, "I knew you'd be back, aijin, however, I didn't think you'd be bringing Yoruichi-sama." The smooth, sexy timbre of his voice washed over Rukia once more and her desire-already rekindled at the site of him-burned bright within her. When he turned toward them, Rukia saw th...