He walked over until he was standing in front of her, "It doesn't hurt a bit," he lied, "you made me feel much better…plus, I've always been an incredibly fast healer so, don't worry about it," he said with a sexy grin. Ichigo trailed the back of his fingers along her jaw before cradling her neck in his large hand. "I enjoyed our time together, aijin. Touching you and having you touch me in return was…well…I don't really have words to describe how great it felt." Almost against his will, Ichigo pulled Rukia flush against him again. His body was paying no heed to his wishes as he bent down to take her mouth yet again.
Rukia shivered in response and stepped out of his reach, "Sorry, but I can't let you touch me right now and you certainly cannot kiss me…I only wish I didn't have to go. You are much too…" At that, Ichigo's grin grew wider, "I only wish I could." Rukia muttered as she began gathering her clothes from the floor, "I've got to get dressed and be on my way." When Rukia saw the state of disrepair that her gown was in, she nearly panicked, "Ahhh! I forgot that my gown is ruined! I don't have time to go home and change."
"Well, Yoruichi's room is up here and I could go find you something from her closet. I don't think she'd mind."
"I don't think that's a good idea…not only is Yoruic...