Yoruichi stared in shock at what was happening before her very eyes. She didn't know why she was shocked-she knew what Rukia was-but from Ran's description of her, she thought Rukia was a very "in control" blood demon who wasn't overly excited at the site of the life-giving liquid. This creature before her was acting purely on instinct-and Yoruichi was not unaffected by the site. She decided to make her way to the leather settee in the corner and let nature take its course. Yoruichi watched the scene unfolding with delight; after all, her husband said she couldn't have sex with Ichigo-not that she couldn't watch him do it.
Ichigo, still slightly dazed from the effects of the drugs and the pain, raised his head when he felt the woman's weight on his bed, "Wha-what the hell is going – aaahhhh" he yelped in surprise. Rukia had begun licking the blood from his excoriated flesh. "Not that I'm complaining or anything but…why the hell are you licking me?" Ichigo asked while trying to peer behind him-and why the fuck do I like it so much-he thought.
Rukia stood up slowly in the bed, dragging her tongue up his back as she did, until she reached his ear lobe. Even on his knees, Ichigo was nearly as tall as Rukia w...