Bleach Hentai Games

But it was the intensity of the attraction, the feeling in the pit of her stomach urging her on, that was strange. She felt hungry looking at Soi, more so for a girl she’d never touched than anyone she’d had in her whole life. Moreover, Soi was so plain to look at– at least that’s what everyone else seemed to think, with her stoic features and practically flat chest. Yoruichi knew better, though, and the fact that no one showed an interest in her only made her want to keep Soi closer. She didn’t want anyone else to see her the way she did; to see the girl who any man… any woman, for that matter… who’d give her a chance would kill to have… “Wh-what is it? Are you hurt? ” Soi’s worried questions brought Yoruichi back to reality, although reality was the last thing she wanted to deal with now. “No… ” She had to say it. Now. Soi, I’m leaving. I hope I’ll get a chance to see you again. Goodbye. But all she could do was stare at the younger girl’s exposed shoulder, where the yukata had slid down slightly. Just enough to tease her. Entice her. “Yoruichi-sama… What do you n–” Soi never got a chance to finish her question, as her eyes locked with Yoruichi for the first time all night–silver irises colliding with golden ones. …to be continued!

But it was the intensity of the attraction, the feeling in the pit of her stomach urging her on, that was strange. She felt hungry looking at Soi, more so for a girl she’d never touched than anyone she’d had in her whole life. Moreover, Soi was so plain to look at– at least that’s what everyone else seemed to think, with her stoic features and practically flat chest. Yoruichi knew better, though, and the fact that no one showed an interest in her only made her want to keep Soi closer. She didn’t want anyone else to see her the way she did; to see the girl who any man… any woman, for that matter… who’d give her a chance would kill to have… “Wh-what is it? Are you hurt? ” Soi’s worried questions brought Yoruichi back to reality, although reality was the last thing she wanted to deal with now. “No… ” She had to say it. Now. Soi, I’m leaving. I hope I’ll get a chance to see you again. Goodbye. But all she could do was stare at the younger girl’s exposed shoulder, where the yukata had slid down slightly. Just enough to tease her. Entice her. “Yoruichi-sama… What do you n–” Soi never got a chance to finish her question, as her eyes locked with Yoruichi for the first time all night–silver irises colliding with golden ones. …to be continued!

The only thing here that would’ve attracted any attention was the bed, covered with the most expensive and comfortable fabrics Soi had ever slept in. It was definitely an advantage of being one of Yoruichi’s personal bodyguards, aside from being in constant proximity to the princess. Too tired to make any attempt at formality, Soi tore the sheets off the bed, sighing gratefully as she felt the cool futon with her hand. She was just slipping between the covers as she heard the door slide shut behind her. Instantly, all lingerings of fatigue left Soi, and she turned toward the threshold with hands arched in a combat stance. Until she saw who was standing there. “Y… Yoruichi-sama! ” Soi put her hands down immediately, letting them rest at her sides, hoping that her superior wouldn’t consider her actions a sign of impudence. Yoruichi made no notice of Soi’s reaction, and steadily began to approach the younger girl. She almost hesitated when she realized what Soi was wearing… and how beautiful she looked in it. No, she told herself quietly, with an urgency that seemed abnormal, but then she stopped herself. What did she have to be ashamed of? …to be continued!

The only thing here that would’ve attracted any attention was the bed, covered with the most expensive and comfortable fabrics Soi had ever slept in. It was definitely an advantage of being one of Yoruichi’s personal bodyguards, aside from being in constant proximity to the princess. Too tired to make any attempt at formality, Soi tore the sheets off the bed, sighing gratefully as she felt the cool futon with her hand. She was just slipping between the covers as she heard the door slide shut behind her. Instantly, all lingerings of fatigue left Soi, and she turned toward the threshold with hands arched in a combat stance. Until she saw who was standing there. “Y… Yoruichi-sama! ” Soi put her hands down immediately, letting them rest at her sides, hoping that her superior wouldn’t consider her actions a sign of impudence. Yoruichi made no notice of Soi’s reaction, and steadily began to approach the younger girl. She almost hesitated when she realized what Soi was wearing… and how beautiful she looked in it. No, she told herself quietly, with an urgency that seemed abnormal, but then she stopped herself. What did she have to be ashamed of? …to be continued!