Bleach Fuck-fest story part 11: Finer Left Unsaid

But it was the Strength of the attraction, the feeling in the pit of her Belly urging her on, that was strange. She felt Thirsty looking at Soi, more so for a Dame she’d never Kneaded than anyone she’d had in her Entire life. Moreover, Soi was so Ordinary to View at– at least that’s what everyone else seemed to think, with her stoic features and practically Plane chest. Yoruichi knew better, though, and the fact that no one Displayed an interest in her only made her want to keep Soi closer. She didn’t want anyone else to Watch her the way she did; to Watch the Dame who any man… any woman, for that matter… who’d give her a Opportunity would kill to have… “Wh-what is it? Are you hurt? ” Soi’s Concerned questions brought Yoruichi back to reality, Albeit reality was the last thing she Wished to deal with now. “No… ” She had to say it. Now. Soi, I’m leaving. I hope I’ll get a Opportunity to Watch you again. Goodbye. But all she could do was Gawp at the Junior girl’s Unsheathed shoulder, where the yukata had Slipped down slightly. Just enough to Taunt her. Seduce her. “Yoruichi-sama… What do you n–” Soi never got a Opportunity to Complete her question, as her eyes locked with Yoruichi for the Very first time all night–silver irises colliding with golden ones. …to be continued!