bakerstreet | The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme.

[It's the first hot week Karakura Town has seen, with the approach of summer. The morning had been cloudy and gray, so Orihime had dressed herself with a light sweater and a long canvas skirt, since she was positive it would rain. But by noon, the sun had emerged, and blazed with full force as she ran her errands. When she finally comes home, she's sweaty, but happy.]

I'm back, Tetsuo-san!

[She slips off her shoes, her mind occupied with the thought of how nice a cool shower and a fresh change of light, cotton clothes will feel. Is he watching TV? She won't interrupt. She sets down her bags and walks across the room, already wrestling her sweater over her head as she wanders toward the bathroom.]

[Well, he had been, but of course greeting Orihime takes precedence! She's already moved on, though, by the time he'd got up, and after a brief moment of confusion as to where she went after abandoning her bags, he followed after her--only to practically trip over himself at setting her just casually stripping right in front of him. He probably should have stopped right away, but Orihime stripping that stretchy shirt off pretty much rebooted the whole conscious planning process.

Stumbling a little, his hands reached out for balance, clasping at her newly bare waist... and, with a little shiver, slid upward over her belly to her breasts, gently pushing them up a little and cupping them from behind. So many times before that fateful night, he'd either stolen glances at the way her sweaters fit her, or imagined her getting dressed or undressed. But with that surprise, all he could think of was her insisting he could just surprise her any time.

...still it wasn't quite the sort of welcome he'd intended to extend.]

H..Hime-chan.. welcome home..

[She'd said it, and she'd meant it. So when she feels him clasp her waist, she smiles over his shoulder...shortly before he gives her a shiver of his own at the bold way his hands slide up to hold her breasts. Her breath catches in her throat, and the flicker of desire ignites.]

Th...thanks, ha ha...!

[Orihime hadn't thought he would find her all that attractive, considering how even her deodorant wasn't enough to drive away the scent of her clean sweat. She should have known better. She leans back a little into his chest, and tips her head back to kiss the side of his jaw.]

[Tetsuo sighed a little hotly at that reaction--she barely even seemed flustered--nuzzling at her cheek as his hands squeezed her breasts lightly, then reached to unfasten her bra (at the front if possible just to get it over with quicker) and cup his hands over them directly, as though almost desperate to do so, stroking and kneading them slowly. His hips pressed up against hers from behind, trying with very little success not to get worked up too easily by the feel of her. That sweat only reminded him, in the moment, of how sweaty they both tended to get once things started, whether the instigation was wanting to keep warm, or a stick of pocky. Those little gestures of total willingness were just irresistible.]

Hime-chan... ...m..maybe I, uhh.. ought... hell ya outta yer clothes...

Ahhh...! Mmmmm...

[She gasps at the first touch of his hands on her bare breasts, before arching into his palms and practically purring. There's no faster way to rile her up, and he knows just how sensitive she is with her greatest weakness. Whatever plans she had to clean up and have lunch are quickly derailed when she feels his hips pressing up close. The rest of the day is now his, and she knows how far his energy can carry him. They'll likely be busy for quite some time.]

...mmmmm...okay...

[She strokes his arms, savoring the massage of his fingers.]

Was just going to shower...you could join me...?

[Tetsuo huffs and chuckles at that offer, shivering contentedly and slowly squeezing her breasts, kneading them a little and rubbing them together, more deliberately grinding his hips up against hers from behind.]

..e..eheheh... Hime-chan... y'ask me ta join ya, an' it's gonna be a real long shower... ..s... 'specially if y'keep makin' sounds like that...

Mmgh...

[She can't help the sounds she makes. Would that she could! But since he seems to enjoy them, she knows she shouldn't try. Besides, she very much enjoys his own grunts of pleasure when he makes love to her. If she hasn't said it aloud, he would most certainly know by the way she responds so urgently to his voice.]

U-until the water gets too cold, then...?

[There are plenty of other places in the apartment they can move to continue their lovemaking, and there are definitely several places she wouldn't mind trying.]

[That boundless sexual enthusiasm she always shows him would be pretty irresistible by itself, but combined with her curves and her sweetness, he just drives him wild so easily without even trying. Tetsuo sighs, nuzzling at her cheek and her neck, squeezing her breasts and grinding his hips a bit harder against her backside.]

Hime..Himechan... y...yeah... wanna keepya in th'shower all that time...

[He shivers and nods eagerly, grinding up against her again, and again, making the motion quite regular, with a low groan.]

...c..cold water's 'bout th'only thing gonna stop me keepin'ya even longer...

[The beat of his hips against her backside is starting to be hard enough to make her breasts jiggle in his grasp. Would that she could brace her palms against the wall for support as she gasps, incredibly turned on by his promises, his rhythmic touch. Instead she clutched at his arms, head tipped back as she arched into his chest, desperate for more. Would they even manage to get to the shower? She started fantasizing over the many, many possibilities of how things might go. But in the end, she wanted him to keep surprising her, to keep her on her toes and spark her imagination.]

Hmmhm...mmmm...

[Orihime's lashes flutter as she gazes dazedly up at the ceiling.]

Someday, we'll have a house...where we won't have to share hot water with anybody...

[Tetsuo sighs a bit eagerly in her ear as she grasps at him and stretches like that, just pushing he breasts up into his hands, moaning so sweetly. His hands squeezed again, slowly, kneading them a little, and nibbles at her earlobe a bit, still grinding up against her backside, the shorts he often settled for while lazying around doing practically nothing to conceal the hard bulge rubbing against her.]

H..Hime-chan... y..y'wanna get a house.. ...so I can keep ya in th'shower all day..?

[He couldn't help but grin at that idea, with a low groan in her ear as he keeps his hips moving against hers, just a bit breathless with the thought of her really being that eager for him.]

..m...maybe y'oughtta... help, uh.. with my shorts, an'... ...yer panties, too...

[...whatever he's thinking about, he's obviously not that preoccupied with the idea of an actual shower...]

[All day...coming from him, that's not just an idle exaggeration. She knows he's very capable of making love to her for hours, so long as he gets small rest periods in between.]

Your legs will get tired of standing...

[She smiles, savoring his bold massage. She leans into his chest, panting softly as he seduces her with practiced ease. Each press of his hips rocks her up to the balls of her feet, and she can scarcely stand to wait for him any longer. They haven't even made it to the bathroom yet. At his suggestion, she nods faintly, because she loves his hands right where they are. She hooks her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulls them down, shifting her legs to kick them off along with her skirt. Getting his shorts down is a little trickier, as she has to reach behind her. But she manages.]

[Tetsuo shivers at the way she moves in response to his rocking up against her, each little bit of friction of his hips against hers seeming to be an event for her whole body. He sighs eagerly, feeling her tugging her panties off, rocking his hips a bit more, pressing the tip of his shaft up against her before she gets to his shorts--then again, afterward, pressing the head up against the soft folds of her sex with another firm squeeze of her breasts. He's pretty much forgotten all about the shower except as a vague thing they could do later.]

Himechan... ..w..we'll just need a... real big shower...

[He groaned under his breath, nuzzling into her neck and tugging at her breasts as though using them to guide the motion of her hips as he pushed up into her more than a little eagerly.]

Nngh..! ..s..'sides, y'know y'keep.. mmnh, energizin' me...

[At this point, she doesn't care where he decides to drag her. Into the shower, that's fine. Pushing her up against the wall? That's okay too. He could bear her down to the hallway floor if he liked, it was all the same, so long as he managed to fill her, and keep his hot, strong hands on her full breasts as she cried his name.]

Nngh...y-yes...you're amazing...

[Orihime bites her lip, panting with need.]

[He compliments only get him more flustered--to think she can call him amazing--and more desperate for her. For the moment, there's only one thing he can even think about doing, and he squeezes her breasts firmly, lifting and kneading them as he rocks his hips forward, pushing into her eagerly. Letting her angle her hips to receive him, his groans into her neck, pushing his hips up as tight against hers, burying himself in her as deep as he can--and pausing just a moment before rocking his hips back and thrusting into her, then again, and again.]

Unn.. nnh! Ngh! Hih-..Himechan! S..sayin'that.. yergonna... nngh, get me even hotter, yanno...!

[Orihime bleats, her voice sharp and sweet, as he pushes inside. Then he forces another whimper out of her as he starts to thrust, hard and firm. Her head tips forward as she groans, and if not for his firm grip on her body, she surely would have stumbled as he takes her with such vigorous demand. She presses her fingers over his, enchanted by the way he clutches and kneads at her heavy breasts.]

Tetsuo...!

[Each grunt he unleashes sends a shiver through her helpless body, holding her spellbound with the sounds he makes.]

Y-yes...nngh!...oh please...!

[Tetsuo shudders at that sound in her voice, as well, those wild cries of pleasure and whimpers of slipping restraint, and thrusts into her a bit harder. The way her hands clasp over his only encourages another flare of desire and he nuzzles up to her ear, nibbling tenderly as he thrusts into her eagerly, holding her in place by her generous, jiggling breasts, lifting and kneading them a bit more firmly. The jiggling of her breasts in his hands just matches the way her backside ripples each time he buries himself in her clinging folds.]

Himechan... hnngh, Himechan..! Dh... damn yer... so hot... c..can't keep my hands off'aya...

Ahhh...! Nngh!

[Her body bows forward for several of his thrusts before she arches back, head against his shoulder, hair flowing over her own shoulders. Her leg hooks back, foot behind his calf, as he clutches her tightly against his sturdy frame.]

Then don't...don't stop...!

E..eheheh... r..really... don't wanna stop..!

[Tetsuo shivered and grinned sheepishly to himself, nuzzling into her neck against as she tossed her head back, kissing up along her jaw to her cheek and groaning under his breath as he pumps into her faster, thrusting vigorously. He shivered at the feeling of her leg hooking back like that, particularly at her brushing against him a little more, every little bit of extra contact, every one of her increasingly wanton cries just making him want her more wildly.]

Nngh! K..keep soundin' so.. hot, Himechan.. an' I ain't.. nh...n-never gonna stop!

[Her whimpers are unrestrained, unmuffled, as each cry passes through parted lips. Her eyes are closed, brow creased as if the pleasure is too much for her to bear. Her chest heaves against the cage of his fingers as she gasps and pants, struggling to keep herself upright, but unwilling to lean away from the heat of his chest and thrusting hips. Her sounds are starting to elevate into desperate cries, her body shivering, hips twitching.]

[Tetsuo huffed and panted in her ear, grunting under his breath and kneading her breasts rhythmically with each thrust. He shuddered a little at her squirming, nuzzling and kissing at her neck and her ear as he pumps her a bit harder and faster. That more and more wild and intensely needy tone in her voice can only make it sexier--the thought of Orihime not only letting him have his way with her, not only wanting it, but needing it is absolutely thrilling, and he can only thrust harder at the thought of it.]

N..nngh! Himechan... y'sound so.. fuckin' hot like that...! M...makin'me.. wanna keep fuckin'ya all day, when y'make.. s..sounds like that..! Gnngh..! G..gonna... drive me crazy like that.. b..bein'so.. sexy, Hime-chan..! Nnh!

[She entrusts herself to his strength. Her hands readjust their grip on his arms as she pants heavily, each powerful thrust forcing another labored cry from her parted lips. At this rate, she might never make it to the shower. She just wants to wrap herself around him and make love to him for the rest of the day. It's all the heat she needs to drive away the chill of the rain.]

Y-yes please...!

[She laughs a little, a mix of sheepish acceptance of his proposition and breathless anticipation. His warm lips sends tingles down her spine as he kisses her neck, and she tips her head forward and to the side to accommodate him.]

Ohhh...!

Gh.. g-gonna... gonna make me...

[With a loud groan, he trails off, shuddering as he thrusts into her eagerly, clutching her body against his by her breasts, squeezing and rolling and kneading them in his hands to the time of his thrusts, panting hotly in her ear as she tilts her head aside for him. Even that simple answer, especially coming from her, is somehow terribly hot. To think of Orihime asking to please be mounted and taken all day... Tetsuo picks up his pace quite a bit, panting breathlessly in her ear and savoring the sound of her ever wilder and more sensual cries. She can surely feel him tensing, straining to hold back a little longer, to keep enjoying her, but every thought of her only makes it harder to hold it in.]

[She can't think of a way to spend the day she'd enjoy more. Certainly she couldn't indulge every day, or nothing would get done. But it's very difficult to even spare a brief thought for responsibility when he's thrusting into her with primal lust.]

Ahhhh...! AHHHHH...!

[She cries out with desperation, thrilled by the sound of his heavy panting, loving the way he takes control of her body and bringing it to its fullest potential. She can barely take much more in his care, brought to the edge as he grips and lifts her breasts so sensually.]

[She reaches the brink. She falls into bliss. Her voice breaks as her hips buck and thrash, muscles tensing to hold him deep inside of her as she tips her head back into his shoulder. She cries out as each wave ripples through her naked body.]

[Already at the sound of those wild, wanton cries, his control falters. With a final thrust, he buries himself in her to the hilt, bucking his hips up against hers from behind as he spurts inside her again and again--and shudders at the way her walls squeeze and cling around his shaft so hungrily, the way her hips quiver and writhe, earning another few thick, hot jets sprayed deep inside her. His hands, shaking a little, slowly knead and massage her breasts as he nuzzles into her neck, panting breathlessly. His hips keep rocking up against hers, slowly, grinding a little, making his still-rigid length stir and rub against her tight canal.]

D...d-damn.. Hime-chan... y..y'really are... way too sexy, yanno that..?

[She wilts against in his grasp, panting for breath. Her heaving chest fills his hands with each labored breath as she perspires and trembles, unbelievably satisfied. She can still feel his liquid warmth inside of her.]

Mmmmmmmmmmm...

[She comes down slowly with a soft moan, staggering a little as she puts her foot back down on the floor. She laughs faintly, out of breath, at the feel of his lips nuzzling against her as he holds her with loving possessiveness. She loves the way his hips keep moving, as if he just can't really get enough of her.]

Y-you too...wow...that was incredible, ha ha...! Hah...whew!

[Orihime closes her eyes, resting her hands on top of his with a gentle caress.]

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Sorry it took so long x.x

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