I've been working on this one for months now. I think I might have started it sometime in November or December. So I finally got off my lazy ass and finished it. I think when I started it, it was intended to be a one-shot but I changed my mind and decided to take out somethings for other chapters. I don't know exactly how many chapters its going to be or what is going to be in them yet. So bare with me with that. But hopefully the updates won't take too long being that I've recently been laid off from work. So besides looking for another job, I have nothing to do. So just pray that I don't get lazy or I don't get writer's block. I also started writing this because I felt that there weren't any really good IchiHime lemons out there. So I wanted to write something really hott and sexy. Hopefully it came out that way.

This chapter hasn't really been beta'd because I don't have one for lemons. So I'm sorry if there are grammar errors and misspelled words. I tried hard to catch them.

Disclamer: I unfortunately do not own Bleach or the characters.

Chapter 1: The Dream

"Kurosaki-kun…what…what are you doing?"

She didn't know how or when it happened but at this moment Inoue Orihime was pinned to the wall of her classroom during one of Ochi-sensei's lectures. All she could remember was that she was listening to the lecture and for some reason she turned to look at Ichigo. He was just looking at her was as if he wanted to devour her. The way a predator looked when stalking his prey. His eyes burning into her, undressing her.

With one hand Ichigo had swiftly pinned her hands over her head. He licked his lips as his eyes traveled up and down her body.

"Kuro-"

Ichigo crushed his lips to hers catching her by surprise. She tried to pull away from the kiss but his hand wrapped around the back of her neck forbidding her from pulling away. He pulled her deeper into the kiss.

He pulled away from her plump lips. "I can't take this anymore. You're such a fucking tease." His hand moved from the back of her neck to her face, running his finger down her soft skin.

"Wha-wha-what are you talking about?" Orihime looked at him in confusion.

"The way you stare at me, smile at me, even talk to me drives me up the fucking wall. I want you. All of you." He ran his fingers through her hair. "Your hair…" He ran his lips over hers. "Your lips…" He ran his tongue up her neck. "Your neck…" His free hand squeezed one of her big succulent breasts. "Your tits..." His hand ran up her thigh. "Your legs…" His hand squeezed her bottom. "Your ass…" He brought his hand back to his mouth and wet two of his fingers before they found the lips between her legs. "And this…"

Orihime's eyes widen when she felt his two fingers rubbing against her heat. She felt her knees wanting to give out on her. She could have sworn that her breath escaped her lungs.

"Ku-" Her eyes rolled back and a soft moan escaped her as his two fingers entered her.

Ichigo dug his face into the crook of her neck. He bit down on her skin roughly only to sooth the pain with his tongue and lips as he pumped his fingers in and out of her.

"Please…stop…"

Ichigo grunted as he nibbled her ear. He wasn't going to stop. There was no way he was going to stop. He pumped his fingers faster.

"No…stop…" Her breathing got heavier with every pump.

She wasn't ready for this. She did want this but not here, not now. Not with the entire class in session. But the sensation she was feeling was overwhelming her. She felt herself starting to give in. But not here.

'Can't they see us?'

Ichigo's thumb started to circle her clitoris as he entered a third finger. That was it. She could no longer control herself. Her hips started to buck involuntarily.

"Stop." She pled.

"You say no, but your body is saying yes."

"Not here…not like this…"

Orihime locked eyes with him. She froze at the sight of him looking at her with hunger and intensity. He looked like a wild savage beast that had just cornered his prey and was ready to ravish and devour it. He had never looked so damn hot like he does right this very minute.

Somehow she was able to breathe again and found her voice. "Everyone can see us."

Ichigo looked around the room.

"…get out your books…" At the same time everyone in the class opened their bags and pulled out their books. They placed their books on their desk and flipped them open to the exact same place.

A wicked smile appeared on his face as he turned to look into her grey eyes. "It doesn't seem like they care."

Orihime bit down on her bottom lip so she could stop the moan that was about to escape her. She didn't want Ichigo to stop but at the same time she didn't want him to continue.

"Don't fight this. You know you want this; you've always wanted this. Even though you don't want to admit it. But deep down inside, you desire this, crave this, need this."

Orihime moaned. "You're starting to become hard to resist."

"Then stop resisting."

Ichigo captured her lips but this time she granted him full access to her mouth. Both their tongues explored the others mouth in a rather sloppy way trying to devour the others. Ichigo freed her hands from his grip allowing his hand to explore her body and her hands to explore his.

The lack of air caused their lips to part. Orihime tried to get her breathing back to normal.

Ichigo pulled his fingers out from inside her and brought them to his mouth. "Mmm. You taste good." He stared at her as he finished licking his fingers.

Orihime felt her face grow hot from the blush spreading across her face. Seeing Ichigo licking his fingers clean was turning Orihime more on. She wanted to feel his tongue run all over her body.

"I want to taste something else now." Ichigo's eyes moved from hers down to her breast.

Ichigo bit down on Orihime's breast only to get a mouthful of her shirt. Annoyed with the fabric in his way, he ripped open her shirt, causing the buttons to fly. Ichigo ran his tongue over the hem of her bra. With his teeth he slowly pulled down the fabric that covered her breast. Ichigo licked his lips as the look of the savage beast appeared on his face again. Orihime shivered as Ichigo took her right breast to his mouth. He feverishly moved his tongue, lips, and teeth all over both of her breasts. Orihime moaned every time Ichigo bit down on her sensitive nipples.

Ichigo let out a low growl into Orihime's breast when he felt her rubbing his hard manhood. She had no control over her hands as they unzipped Ichigo's pants and pulled out his manhood. Her hands had a mind of their own as one of them unbuttoned his shirt and the other ran itself up and down his shaft.

Ichigo nipped up Orihime's chest to her neck, leaving red teeth marks on her creamy skin.

"So you really do want this." He said into her ear before nipping her earlobe.

Giving into her desires, Orihime moaned out a 'yes'. Ichigo took advantage of the answer and captured her lips again. He slid his hands under bottom and lifted her off the ground. Orihime wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He pinned her to the wall, freeing his hands. He pulled her underwear to the side and trusted into her. Orihime grabbed a handful of his orange hair as she let out a loud moan that echoed throughout the room.

Ochi-sensei's lecture could be heard off in the distance. "…Meiji period of Japan began in 1868…"

Orihime arched her back pushing her chest out giving Ichigo another chance to devour her breasts. She bucked her hips matching the speed that Ichigo took. Her desires were getting the best of her; she knew that they shouldn't be doing this here. But this feeling was getting stronger with every thrust.

"Faster…Kurosaki-kun."

He complied with a speed that she didn't seem to expect, driving her even closer to her peak. That wasn't enough for her, she wanted more of him. Orihime pulled Ichigo away from her breast to her lips, devouring him. She dug her nails in his hair and his school shirt as she felt her climax coming. She pulled away from his lips as an orgasm overcame her.

"ICHIGO!"

"HOLLOW! HOLLOW!"

Ichigo groaned as he slowly started to stir for his slumber.

"HOLLOW! HOLLOW!"

Ichigo flung his arm around as he turned to his side, slamming it on his desk. His hand searched aimlessly around for his Substitute Shinigami Badge; not even bothering to open his eyes. He dragged the badge off the desk and turned on his back slapping the badge to his chest, separating his soul from his body.

"Damn it, can't I have a good night sleep for once? I wanted to finish that dream." He yawned after the words left his mouth.

Ichigo slid his window open and perched himself on the sill. He leaped off the sill heading towards the hollow. He hopped along the cool night sky, stopping on top of a streetlight. He looked around for the hollow which was nowhere in sight. He closed his eyes trying to sense the hollow's reiastu.

"Shit." Ichigo grabbed Zangetsu and swung it to block the hollow's attack from behind.

The hornet-like hollow flew back laughing. "You shouldn't leave your guard down, Shinigami. Now I'm gonna enjoy devouring you." The hollow shot his stinger at Ichigo who shūnpo out of its way. "Where did you go?"

Ichigo swung Zangetsu at the hollow as he reappeared behind it. The hollow stopped Zangetsu with his newly formed stinger. Ichigo shūnpoed to the hollow's left, only to be blocked again by his stinger. He quickly shūnpoed to one side then as the hollow moved to block his attack Ichigo reappeared slicing the hollow in half.

Ichigo placed Zangetsu back on his back as the hollow disincarnated into the air.

Ichigo huffed. "I can't believe that hollow gave me a hard time." He felt like he was slipping, that hollow should have been a piece of cake for him.

Ichigo closed his eyes to sense if there were more hollows in the vicinity. The only reiastu that he sensed was of a certain healer. 'I wonder what's she's doing right now? Hopefully sleeping like everyone else.' Being that he was around her apartment he thought that he should at least go and see if she was alright.

Ever since bringing her back from Hueco Mundo Ichigo, Uryū, Chad, Rukia, Renji, and Tatsuki had all agreed that whenever they were able to they would check up on her. She had been through so much there, seen so much that it was bond to have scarred her somehow. They all knew that even though she hid it from them.

Ichigo was probably the one that was more worried for her. He mainly blamed himself for what she had experienced in Hueco Mundo. That was probably why he found himself checking up on her the most. Whenever there was a hollow attack, he had to check to see if she was alright, if that wasn't a distraction in order to take her back.

Aizen had been defeated but that didn't mean that it was safe. Hollows would never stop coming and there was a feeling that somewhere in Hueco Mundo there were still Arrancars roaming around. Ichigo couldn't help but think that Orihime's powers were still in high demand. He knew that one of the reasons for kidnapping Orihime was for just mere distraction but they did use her powers while she was held captive. They could do it again, but this time, to regenerate their forces.

As Ichigo rounded the corner, he could sense her reiastu radiating safely from her apartment. Normally after sensing that she was alright he would just head back home. But there was something that caused him to look up at her apartment.

A scowl tugged at the side of his lips when he saw her balcony door wide open. 'I bet she fell asleep without realizing that she had left it open. She's going to catch a cold.' He decided to go up and close it for her.

Ichigo shūnpoed to her balcony, he noticed how easy it was for someone to just climb up her balcony. 'She needs to be more careful. Someone could come in here and rob her, or even worse.' He hated to think what the other possibilities could be.

Ichigo grabbed the door to slide it close but something caught his eye, stopping him in the process. A soft silhouette laid peacefully on the white futon. The moonlight hit it, accentuating the curves of her body and her auburn hair glisten in the light. The moonlight made her glow in the night.

Without realizing it, Ichigo had walked into her apartment. He stopped when he heard a soft moan escape her lips. He needed to turn around and leave before she woke up. He froze when she turned to face him.

'Oh, shit.' That's it, he was caught.

The light hit her angelic face making it easy to see that she was still sleeping. Ichigo let out a sigh a relief. Now was a perfect time to leave, he could make his getaway without being noticed. He slowly turned on his heels heading straight from where he came from.

"Kuro…"

Ichigo's body tensed up when he heard her voice. He turned back to see if this time she was actually awake. He was relieved to see her eyes were still closed shut. 'She must be dreaming.'

Her breathing started to slowly increase as her body moved slightly. She moaned softly.

"Stop…"

Ichigo crook his head to the side. 'Did she just say 'Stop'?' He wasn't so sure what to make of it. Her breathing had become heavier as she moaned in the process. "Could she be having a nightmare?'

Orihime rolled on her back. This gave Ichigo a perfect view of her exposed cleavage from her low-cut nightgown. His mouth went dry when he heard her moan with pleasure as she stuck her chest slightly out.

"…yes…"

Orihime arched her back as she gasped and let out another moan that seemed to engulf the room. Her breathing became more rapid and the moans louder. Ichigo finally realized what kind of dream she was having.

"…faster…Kurosaki-kun…"

Ichigo's eyes widened when he heard his name roll off her lips. 'She's having a dream of me. And we're doing…' His entire face became red hot. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Orihime was in front of him sleeping and having a wet dream with him in it.

Ichigo swallowed thickly as his eyes continued to stay on Orihime's sleeping form. Her moans were causing Ichigo's loose pants to feel tight all of a sudden. He was getting aroused just from the sight of her and her moans. He licked his dry lips as his legs were moving him closer to her.

Orihime's moans were becoming more blissful and her breathing was heavier than before.

Ichigo reached out his hand to touch her but immediately pulled it back. He needed to leave, he knew that. But there was something that was keeping him there. His needs and his arousal was keeping him there. He had to stop himself from doing what his lower region was telling him.

He had to leave. He had to move. But his legs weren't working; they just stayed glued to the floor.

"ICHIGO!"

Orihime arched her back and her eyes flew open. She moaned out loud before her breathing became heavy. Her back fell onto her futon. Her body trembled with the sensation that she was receiving from her core. She moaned with every pulse from it. Her underwear seemed to get wetter and wetter.

She never experienced this indescribable feeling before. She struggled to get her breathing back to normal. She put one of her hands on her chest. Slowly, she sat up on her futon.

"I have never had a dream like that before. It felt so real."

Orihime pulled her covers off of her and got out of her futon. She walked through her apartment to her kitchen. She flicked the light on. She grabbed a glass cup out of the cabinet and filled it with water.

A flash of the dream entered her mind. "Faster…Kurosaki-kun."

Her face instantly turned a bright shade of red. She could feel her body ache with pleasure. She closed her eyes.

"Why would I have a dream like that? And with Kurosaki-kun in it?"

Orihime bit her bottom lip. She would have loved for it not to be a dream. She wanted to feel his lips and hands all over her body. She wanted him to pin her up against the wall and take her.

Orihime shook her head. "I have to stop thinking about it." She turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face. "I shouldn't be thinking like this. As much as I want, that dream will not happen."

Orihime grabbed the glass of water and headed out of the kitchen. She looked around her dark apartment and noticed her balcony door closed. She tilted her head to the side. "I could have sworn I left the door open."

She walked to the balcony door. She was sure that she left it open; there was no doubt about it. Something was off but she couldn't figure what.

Orihime dropped her glass letting it fall to the floor. Her eyes widened. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands.

"Kurosaki-kun."

Hmm, nice place to end the chapter, right? I already know what I want in the next chapter. It's just a matter of outlining it then writing it. Hopefully it will be longer than this one. I'll update as soon as I can. But reviews will help me get off my ass and focus on it.

-Spicie-chan