Orihime is more than happy that she has her prince, her Kurosaki-kun, by her side. Now she can kiss him and touch him and bake him peanut and ketchup pies to her heart's content.
But sometimes she thinks, while Ichigo is sweet and generous and kind to her, that he isn't looking at her - not glancing, really looking at her, in the way that if he did, he would notice things. He'd see that sometimes he's a little bit rough and clumsy with her, in their more intimate moments, and he hurts her a bit - though she'd never tell him so. He'd see how nervous she is whenever he spends an inordinantly long amount of time with Kuchiki-san. He'd see that sometimes he's not looking at her, but perhaps through her...
...and Orihime wonders, when she thinks upon another who tended to look too long in her direction, seemed to scrutinize too carefully sometimes, if she would be finally able to surrender that part of herself that holds back during lovemaking with Kurosaki-kun, with someone else.
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But sometimes she thinks, while Ichigo is sweet and generous and kind to her, that he isn't looking at her - not glancing, really looking at her, in the way that if he did, he would notice things. He'd see that sometimes he's a little bit rough and clumsy with her, in their more intimate moments, and he hurts her a bit - though she'd never tell him so. He'd see how nervous she is whenever he spends an inordinantly long amount of time with Kuchiki-san. He'd see that sometimes he's not looking at her, but perhaps through her...
...and Orihime wonders, when she thinks upon another who tended to look too long in her direction, seemed to scrutinize too carefully sometimes, if she would be finally able to surrender that part of herself that holds back during lovemaking with Kurosaki-kun, with someone else.