Theme: 15-Stop That(
thirtyforthree), 03-Taste(
40baisers)
Fandom/Pairing: Bleach: Rukia/Renji/Ichigo
Title: Cheesecake
Author: GW Katrina aka
icedark_elf
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own them, never will.
Dedicated to
demonic_angel, who made my lovely icon that you see here.
Rukia was going to kill them. There was no way she couldn’t. It was required by every law of woman to murder them.
Ichigo and Renji had taken the last bit of cheesecake. The cheesecake with chocolate chips in it. And were apparently involving it in some type of ‘food as a sex toy’ way.
She was going to murder them.
Normally, Rukia wouldn’t have cared that she had lost the last bit of cheesecake to her boys. Normally, Rukia didn’t even like cheesecake. Couldn’t stand the taste of it, all thick and rich and overpowering. But with her stomach starting to swell with a baby, she found that she had a strong desire for the stuff. So her lovers, her brother, her friends, and sometimes people who didn’t really like her but had to work with her, would bring her the rich dessert. The shinigami already knew that the second she had this child, she was never touching the stuff again.
But she wanted it at the moment.
Normally, Rukia loved it when her men would start in on each other. That had been a real problem when they had first gotten together. Ichigo’s culture had a thing against multiple people in a relationship, as well as two people of the same gender. Soul Society really didn’t mind, especially when the people who lived there were practically immortal. Having children weren’t so important when you had a group of people who only died through misadventure.
But Ichigo had learned over time that it was all right for him to touch Renji and Rukia. It was still unusual that either man would initiate sex without Rukia being there as well. So Rukia usually enjoyed walking in on her lovers together.
But not at this moment.
Both men were easy to take down with a pillow that had ended up on the floor. “Stop that right now,” she growled. At the twin looks of surprise, which quickly shifted to concern, Rukia growled again. Another thing she hated was the over protectiveness they had for her. It was bad enough anyway, but this round belly of hers made it even worse.
“You,” she said, pointing at Ichigo, “are going to go get me more of the chocolate chip cheesecake. And you,” now it was Renji’s turn to face the finger, “ are going to rub my back.” A pause as she watched them try to decide who has the worse job. “And after I have my cheesecake, we are going to enjoy the tub.”
Ah, the tub. Renji and Ichigo both perked up at that. The home Ichigo’s father had given them when Rukia and Renji had been entered into the family registry had a lovely bathroom, one that the older man had made lewd comments about. But Rukia was fascinated with the tub, one of those with all the little extras, like the whirlpool feature. Ever since her pregnancy, that was her favorite place to enjoy any time of sex.
Watching as both Ichigo and Renji hurried to do what she said, Rukia wondered if maybe this pregnancy thing wasn’t so bad. Or maybe it was, she thought as her back twinged again. Either way, she was going to enjoy her cheesecake and massage, and have a decent time watching her men, if nothing else. And what more could beat that.
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icedark_elf,
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bleach_yaoi, and
orgyfics
Fandom/Pairing: Bleach: Rukia/Renji/Ichigo
Title: Cheesecake
Author: GW Katrina aka
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own them, never will.
Dedicated to
Rukia was going to kill them. There was no way she couldn’t. It was required by every law of woman to murder them.
Ichigo and Renji had taken the last bit of cheesecake. The cheesecake with chocolate chips in it. And were apparently involving it in some type of ‘food as a sex toy’ way.
She was going to murder them.
Normally, Rukia wouldn’t have cared that she had lost the last bit of cheesecake to her boys. Normally, Rukia didn’t even like cheesecake. Couldn’t stand the taste of it, all thick and rich and overpowering. But with her stomach starting to swell with a baby, she found that she had a strong desire for the stuff. So her lovers, her brother, her friends, and sometimes people who didn’t really like her but had to work with her, would bring her the rich dessert. The shinigami already knew that the second she had this child, she was never touching the stuff again.
But she wanted it at the moment.
Normally, Rukia loved it when her men would start in on each other. That had been a real problem when they had first gotten together. Ichigo’s culture had a thing against multiple people in a relationship, as well as two people of the same gender. Soul Society really didn’t mind, especially when the people who lived there were practically immortal. Having children weren’t so important when you had a group of people who only died through misadventure.
But Ichigo had learned over time that it was all right for him to touch Renji and Rukia. It was still unusual that either man would initiate sex without Rukia being there as well. So Rukia usually enjoyed walking in on her lovers together.
But not at this moment.
Both men were easy to take down with a pillow that had ended up on the floor. “Stop that right now,” she growled. At the twin looks of surprise, which quickly shifted to concern, Rukia growled again. Another thing she hated was the over protectiveness they had for her. It was bad enough anyway, but this round belly of hers made it even worse.
“You,” she said, pointing at Ichigo, “are going to go get me more of the chocolate chip cheesecake. And you,” now it was Renji’s turn to face the finger, “ are going to rub my back.” A pause as she watched them try to decide who has the worse job. “And after I have my cheesecake, we are going to enjoy the tub.”
Ah, the tub. Renji and Ichigo both perked up at that. The home Ichigo’s father had given them when Rukia and Renji had been entered into the family registry had a lovely bathroom, one that the older man had made lewd comments about. But Rukia was fascinated with the tub, one of those with all the little extras, like the whirlpool feature. Ever since her pregnancy, that was her favorite place to enjoy any time of sex.
Watching as both Ichigo and Renji hurried to do what she said, Rukia wondered if maybe this pregnancy thing wasn’t so bad. Or maybe it was, she thought as her back twinged again. Either way, she was going to enjoy her cheesecake and massage, and have a decent time watching her men, if nothing else. And what more could beat that.
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Even if I wasn't pregnant and I would have still killed if the last cheesecake had been eaten. x| its mine, and mine alone! -insert evil laugh here-
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I feel the same about the cheesecake. Don't touch my cheesecake, or there will be blood in the streets.
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I am now imagining a tiki-shrine with Rukia sitting on a throne and Renji rubbing her back and Ichigo kneeling at her side offering cheesecake, and both of them in loincloths looking extremely peeved, and you just know the minute she has to take a bathroom break they're going to bust out the argument about exactly whose fault the current situation is anyway... ^__^
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I'm impressed by her kickass abilities in the manga. Happy about it as well.
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and hehe, i love rukia in this. she's priceless! you did her character perfectly, and def portrayed a pregnant woman well. great job! i was beginning to worry that you weren't gonna write more Rukia/Renji/Ichigo goodness...