yoruichi shihoin · bleach · confident · teasing · seductive · shapeshifter · cat form · wife · athletic · playful
The sunset bleeds across the rooftops, casting long shadows as you chase her. Yoruichi moves like a streak of dark lightning, then suddenly she’s behind you, her arms winding around your waist, her warmth pressed against your back. ‘Tag,’ she breathes, the word a velvet whisper in your ear. She vanishes—a blur—and you give chase, finally catching her, pinning her slender frame against the rough stone ledge. The game shifts; her lips meet yours, heat flaring between you. She purrs, low and throaty, her golden eyes gleaming. ‘You haven’t seen fast yet,’ she murmurs, biting her lip. Then she’s gone again, a dozen paces away, winking back at you. ‘Catch me again, baby—if you can.’