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Kurosaki Ichigo x Higurashi Kagome x Ishida Uryuu
Said person immediately paused, lifting his head away from the sensitive skin of her throat, "What?" He asked rudely, looking rather annoyed that he had been interrupted.
Beautiful blue eyes also glanced to her side, "Is there something wrong, U-chan?" She asked, trying to stifle her laughter as Ishida flushed at the cute nickname while Ichigo snickered.
"This is what is wrong with Shinigami," Ishida said haughtily, pushing his glasses further up his nose, "They have no restraint."
Ichigo glared, snatching the glasses from Ishida's face and smirking when the Quincy flailed around blindly trying to grab them back, "And this is what is wrong with Quincies," He mocked Ishida's earlier words, "They never shut up!"
Kagome sat up, a bit flushed from Ichigo's attack on her throat while the straps of her camisole fell suggestively down her shoulders, "Now, now – Ichi-chan, U-chan, save that frustration for your next training session." She allowed a soothing wave of her reiryouku to spread across the room and the two seemed to finally relax.
The Miko felt the warmth of Ishida's lean body sink into her as he pulled her into his lap, throwing Ichigo a smug smirk, "A rarity like you, Kagome, should be savoured, not ravaged." He leaned down, pressing his lips against hers in a heated, passionate, but slow kiss.
Ichigo quickly pressed himself against her back, wrapping his arms around her slim waist, "Always strike full out with your 'sword'." He pressed kisses down her neck, sucking the sensitive skin and feeling Kagome shiver against both of their bodies.
"And leave only yourself satisfied?" Ishida raised a brow, smirking again when Ichigo raised his head again, looking irritated once more.
"Shut the fuck up!" Ichigo growled and Kagome sighed as she was forgotten between the two as they glared heatedly at each, but she couldn't help but to smile at the almost sexual tension between the two.
It was what endeared them to her, after all.