Chapitre 53: Falling Action
Waking up feeling refreshed, Ohta didn't need to inspect his condition to understand that Orihime had treated him. However, that wasn't what was important right now.
Looking to his left, Ohta felt relief wash over him as he found a familiar raven-haired woman sitting beside him, sleeping with her head and arms on the almost comically long bed he was resting in.
Using telekinesis, Ohta picked Rukia up by her collar like a cat, startling the petite Shinigami awake as he moved her to sit atop him. Her brows creased, and a reluctant expression marred her face, but once she was situated atop him, a resigned sigh escaped her throat as she remarked, "You've been out the past three days. Don't push yourself..."
"I feel right as rain," replied Ohta, causing Rukia to tense as he moved his hands from her waist to her butt, wriggling his fingers. She didn't prevent him, but the conflict in her eyes became more pronounced as she meekly asserted, "This might sound sudden, but we need to talk..."
Removing the wind from Rukia's sails, Ohta calmly remarked, "We're not breaking up." in a firm tone.
Hanging her head and slumping her shoulders, Rukia's eyes began to water, brows trembling as she quietly contended, "You should be able to see and experience life without the shackles I imposed on you. I've lived far longer than you have...you should have the same-"
"Stop talking..." said Ohta, donning a smoldering grin as he continued massaging Rukia's ass, confidently asserting, "I'm perfectly capable of making decisions for myself. If you're 'really' concerned about my well-being and happiness, bend down and kiss me. I sure as hell didn't come all this way for you to send me back using the excuse it's for my sake..."
Though her body and jaw quivered, tears streaming down her face, Rukia managed a weak smile as she said, "You truly are a fool..." before bending down to kiss him, tentatively at the start but quickly transitioning into a far more passionate exchange. Before Rukia knew it, she had even started to grind against Ohta's bulge, her body yearning for much, much more...
"Hey, Rukia, is-"
Stepping into the antiquated hospital room Ohta was resting in, Orihime's eyes became as round as saucers, her mouth hanging open mid-sentence as the scene of Rukia 'attacking' the former.
"Inoue...!" exclaimed Rukia, attempting to separate from Ohta and sit next to him. Before she could, Ohta's hands grabbed her waist, his expression firm as he said, "Stay..." in his characteristically deep, core-quivering tone of voice.
Shifting his gaze to Orihime, Ohta maintained the same expression and tone as he said, "We're busy right now. Don't let anyone else disturb us."
Swallowing hard, Orihime instinctually cupped her hands over her lap as she replied, "U-Understood..." before promptly excusing herself to keep watch outside. In her wake, Ohta stared deeply into Rukia's eyes, seeing the reluctance contained within by ignoring it as he mused, "You have two choices. Ride me or be ridden..."
"But-" said Rukia, attempting to protest. Before she could utter so much as a single additional syllable, however, Ohta adopted a wolfish grin and said, "Turn around and get on all fours. I will erase any doubts you might have..."
Though she 'really' wanted to refuse, as their current situation was only a few steps removed from having sex in public, Rukia eventually did as Ohta instructed, turning around and crawling onto her hands and knees, giving him a view of her adorably perky butt through the fabric of her robes. Her body shook even more than her first time when Ohta reached his hands underneath them, caressing her bare skin, but by the time he exposed her ass to the somewhat cold air, her thighs were glistening all the way to her knees...
"Yeah, I thought so..." muttered Ohta, giving Rukia's butt a light smack as he teased, "Next time, before you try to convince me that we shouldn't be together, get your body to consent first. Now that I know how much you were holding back, I'm not going to in the slightest..."
Taking advantage of the fact he was in a loose-fitting green yukata, Ohta exposed his fully erect member to the air, pressing it to Rukia's entrance before she could think to respond or protest. The familiar warmth caused a chill to permeate his body, goosebumps appearing on his arms, but that was nothing compared to Rukia's response. Even before he fully inserted his dick into her tiny frame, fucking her until she collapsed face-first into the mattress, she had already experienced a fairly notable orgasm...
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Though she used her barrier to block off the door, Orihime's face and ears were red as she could still hear Rukia's muffled moans from within Ohta's hospital room, persisting for nearly an hour before quieting. A few minutes later, Orihime felt like her heart was going to leap from her chest when the door to the room abruptly opened, followed by the appearance of Ohta in his haphazardly tied yukata.
Before Orihime could ask if he needed anything, Ohta left her feeling even more flustered as he said, "Thanks for keeping watch. Consider this as me owing you a favor."
"No–I...I was just–I mean, I can't ask you to repay me for something like this...!" stammered Orihime, her voice nearly a shout.
Shrugging his shoulders, Ohta replied, "Suit yourself," before stepping out into the hall, shutting the door behind him as he asked, "So, what brings you over? Rather, why haven't you returned to the human world yet? Are the others loitering about as well...?"
Though she blinked in surprise, Orihime unhesitantly replied, "We can't just return home without first making sure you're okay. Things are also really chaotic right now, so Yoruichi told us to stay in Squad 4 barracks until things calmed down..."
Nodding in understanding, Ohta offered a curt "Thanks for the info..." before turning to re-enter his hospital room. Before he could, Orihime grabbed the sleeve of his yukata, a fairly careless decision as it caused the loose-fitting fabric to slip from his shoulders, exposing his muscular back and body.
Half-turning to stare at the wide-eyed, completely statuesque girl, Ohta asked, "Is there something else...?" in a neutral tone.
"Uh..."
Completely forgetting what she was going to say, Orihime floundered for several seconds, her eyes swimming around in their sockets as she didn't know where to look. What she could never have expected was that, as a result of her fumbling, Ohta would exhale an exasperated sigh, his voice a lazy monotone as he said, "Fine...you can come inside. But it's up to Rukia to decide if you can stay..."
Following his words, Ohta entered his hospital room, leaving a wide-eyed, red-faced Orihime standing stock still in the corridor. A part of her wanted to scream and inform Ohta that he had misunderstood her intentions. She liked him, that much was certain, but her goal was to become friends with him and Rukia, not intrude on their relationship. However, as Ohta's words indicated he wasn't against the idea, Orihime swallowed the knot that had formed in her throat before following him into the room...
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Seeing Orihime enter the room behind him, Ohta had to suppress the urge to roll his eyes. Rukia, instinctually covering her body with a blanket, was also confused, but instead of overreacting and telling the orange-haired opportunist to vamoose, she raised her brows and asked, "Orihime? Have you been outside this entire time...?"
Smiling awkwardly, Orihime replied, "Yeah..." without following up with an explanation. She genuinely had no idea what was about to happen, so she was equal parts giddy, confused, and trepidatious as her eyes meandered about the room, unsure of where to look or what to say...
Similar to Ohta, Rukia also read too much into Orihime's intentions, her expression eventually softening as she said, "It's fine, Orihime. You don't have to feel ashamed or nervous. If Ohta is willing, you have my blessing to lie with him."
Staring wide-eyed at the smiling Shinigami, Orihime became statuesque once again. As a result, she missed another opportunity to clear things up as Ohta shrugged his shoulders and said, "You know how I feel, Rukia. I'm perfectly fine with you alone. You don't need to keep making concessions to try and make me happy..."
Directing her smile to Ohta, Rukia exhaled faintly through her nose as she said, "I'm not making concessions. I genuinely want you to be happy, but even more than that, I want you to live a free and unfettered life. So long as you do not go behind my back or try to keep it a secret, I 'want' you to lie with who you please and partake of new experiences. Then, once you are satisfied and ready to settle down...we can start a family..."
Exhaling a far heavier sigh, Ohta huffily remarked, "Woman, you make me want to bash my head against a wall sometimes..."
Ignoring Ohta's remark, Rukia directed her gaze to Orihime, asking, "You heard me clearly, right? I don't mind if you sleep with Ohta or even if you fall in love with him. However, if you try and take him from me..."
Causing a sudden chill to permeate the room, Rukia's expression became as frigid as the heart of a glacier as she declared, "I will kill you..."
As even Ohta was taken aback by Rukia's threat, Orihime found herself at a complete loss for words. She really, really, really wanted to clear things up, but she also didn't want Ohta to think she hated him...
Removing another opportunity for Orihime to clear things up, Ohta shook his head, adopting a faint smile as he said, "Fine...if you have that kind of resolution, I'll give 'experiencing' things a try. Just know that at the end of the day, you're the woman I've chosen to spend my life with. The moment I see you acting upset or jealous, I'm pushing you down and impregnating you on the spot..."
Though she had resolved herself to have Ohta's child the moment he refused to part with her, Rukia felt like a horde of butterflies had been released from her heart when he mentioned impregnating her. The cold atmosphere from before completely vanished, her cheeks resembling the petals of a sakura tree as she donned a mask of calm and replied, "I'll be sure to keep that in mind..."
Ruffling the petite Shinigami's hair, giving her a bit of a bird's nest, Ohta caused Orihime to stiffen, standing ramrod straight as he looked over to her and said, "If you're alright with a purely physical relationship, I'm not against fucking you. You're definitely my type..."
Feeling like a sledgehammer had struck her mind, the impact carrying all the way to her heart, Orihime nearly collapsed. If anyone wanted to bash their head into a wall right now, it was her. At the same time, however, her desire to 'clarify' things promptly became a tertiary concern. Her main two were deciding if she was okay with the 'purely physical' relationship Ohta mentioned and whether or not she smelled funny...
Noticing Orihime's hesitation, Ohta shook his head and said, "No need to force yourself. As I just said, Rukia is the only woman who gets to occupy my heart. I'll still be your 'friend' and work with you even without-"
Before Ohta could finish speaking, Orihime abruptly adopted a resolute expression, making a guts pose with her fists as she said, "Let's do it...!" One of her concerns was that Ohta would no longer be her friend if she refused a physical relationship. Hearing him affirm that wasn't the case, she suddenly felt motivated to gain some 'experiences' of her own...
"Right here...?" asked Ohta, looking to Rukia to hear her thoughts on the matter.
"That's probably not a good idea..." replied Rukia, her ears gaining a red hue as she muttered, "If our voices leak out and there's no one standing guard, someone could intrude..."
Noticing that Rukia had used the phrase 'our voices,' Ohta's brows perked of their own accord. He hadn't even considered the possibility that Rukia would want to be present as he fucked another woman, but if that's what she wanted, he wasn't going to advise against it...
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(A/N: No harem, by the way (O w O)...)
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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