What To Do When Eating Lemons

-What To Do When Stuck With A Cold-

She sneezed. It was probably the seventh time that morning. She sighed, grabbing ahold of the broom again. She could've been home resting at that moment, but when she had called her employer to inform him that she was ill, he reminded her how she needed to be at work, because of the lack of waitresses that would be working today.

So instead of telling him what she had originally called him for, she said she would just be arriving a tad bit late when he asked what she had wanted. There was really no point in telling him anyhow. After all, knowing him, he'd just force her to get to work anyway.

Although she had said she'd be late, she was already at the cafe bright and early way before the doors would even open. She hadn't seen her "wonderful" boss yet, but instead of waiting for him to arrive to shout out all of her chores, she knew she had best get started right away.

Another sneeze. She grabbed a tissue from the packet in her pocket and blew her nose loudly.

"Sick, are you?"

She jumped up, surprised by the voice, although it was one she knew all too well. "R-r-ryou!?" She held her chest, taking a deep breath. She absolutely hated when he crept up on her unexpectedly like that.

He rolled his eyes, stepping over to her. "What are you doing here, Ichigo?" He leaned against the table near Ichigo, and crossed his arms.

She shrugged her shoulders, not quite understanding the question. "What do you mean 'what am I doing here'? I had to come into work, didn't I? Besides, I have to get with brooming over here, before you start complaining about it."

Ryou didn't say anything and looked at her. He then stood up straight and stepped over to her, placing the back of his hand on her forehead, causing her to step back in surprise. "You're sick."

"Y-yeah, so?"

He let out a sign and then crossed his arms again. "You should go home, Ichigo." He turned around, and disappeared into the kitchen.

She called back to him. "Go home? Look, I'm not that sick. I'll be fine, really. This goes away really quickly. Besides, you said I had to work today!"

Before she could continue, he came back from the kitchen, this time, with a bottle of what appeared to be medicine in his hands. "I really don't think the cafe needs you spreading your germs in all of the food."

Ichigo watched him pour some of the medicine in a spoon, wondering if he was actually going to give that to her. "Hey, I'm gonna gonna spread any--!" But before she could finish, he had stuck the spoon in her mouth, forcing her to swallow down the bad tasting liquid. "Ugh, yuck!"

"Two spoons," he said, pouring a little bit more on the spoon again.

She backed up into a table. "Nuh-uh! You aren't getting me to drink that thing again!" She shouted, shutting her mouth tight so he couldn't force it back in.

"Ichigo, you're sick. I can't have you getting the customers sick, as well, and I need you to get better quickly enough so you can get straight back to work. You are drinking this. And you are drinking this now."

She shook her head, keeping her mouth shut, and instead of continuing to lecture her, he took the spoon into his own mouth taking in the liquid medicine. She tilted her head in confusion. Why was he drinking the medicine?

Before she could question the action further, he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him, placing his mouth roughly on hers. She muffled, trying to push him away, but he kept their mouths connected, and used his tongue to force her lips apart. Not having any control over the matter, Ichigo's mouth opened, and she could feel the medicine escape his mouth into hers.

She twitched, discovering what his plan had been that whole time, and swallowed the medicine. However, he didn't stop kissing her, and instead went ahead with forcing his tongue into her mouth.

Ichigo grabbed at his arms, trying to push him away, but what chance did she have? He was much stronger than she was, and he had all the control at this moment. And even if she could stop him, she wouldn't do such a thing now.

He had taken over her completely, and his lips on hers seemed to have hypnotized her. She placed her hands on the back of his head, entangling his hair between her fingers.

He removed his own hands from her hands, and temporarily placed them on her waist, before quickly raising them up onto her breasts. She gasped between kisses, but didn't make a move to stop him. Instead she moaned and he massaged them roughly.

She always knew Ryou as a strong guy, but she had truly underestimated him. His hands proved her wrong, as they grabbed at her breasts, squeezing them tightly, causing her to moan loudly.

He seperated their mouths, as he began to kiss the side of her face, slowly moving more downward. When he reached her neck, he began to suck on it, reddening her skin. "Oh, Ryou!"

"Call me Doctor Ryou," he spoke in a low, sexy tone. He kissed her shoulder, while he unbottoned her blouse. "You're gonna need a check-up, Ichigo." He didn't bother to finish with the rest of the buttons and just ripped her blouse off to reveal a pink lace bra.

He kissed her chest, as she moaned. She was liking this whole idea. "Doctor Ryou, please, make me better--ah!" She screamed when she felt a bite on her nipple. She looked down to see that Ryou had pulled down one of the pads of the bra to get a full view of one of her breasts. "Just take it all off."

He did just that. He unclamped her bra from the break, letting her breasts fall free. He stood there in silence as he stared at their beauty, mesmorized by the sight. "Gosh, Ichigo, you're so--"

"I feel something wet between my legs, Doctor Ryou. Can you check it for me?" Ichigo lifted her skirt up in a teasing manner, revealing her pink underwear. Ryou just grinned. He grabbed her by her waists, lifting her up onto one of the tables.

"Well, I don't have a choice, do I? Can't take any chances now." Ryou pulled her skirt off, leaving her on the table wearing nothing but her shoes and underwear. He pulled her legs apart, and pressed down on the fabric covering her private spot. She moaned loudly. He slipped a finger under her panties and began to stroke the outside of her vagina, which was already soaking. "Hmm, I think I see the problem. I'm gonna have to operate."

Ichigo moaned even louder. "Oh, yes, give me an operation," she whispered, as she rubbed her own breasts slowly. She needed Ryou inside of her. She was ill, and she knew he could make her feel so much better. It didn't matter that she hadn't even liked him much earlier. Right now, she just wanted to feel him give her pleasure. "Ryou, make me better! Put it inside of me!"

Ryou couldn't wait any longer either. He removed her underwear, without bothering to take off her shoes so he wouldn't have to waste any time. Then, he zipped down his pants, and pulled out his already erect member. He looked up at the naked body of Ichigo in front of him and smiled. "Get ready, Ichigo," he whispered.

"AHH!" Ichigo screamed. Ryou banged his lower body against her's, sticking his penis deep within her. Quickly, he pulled out before thrusting back in again, causing her to let out yet another scream. "Oh, Doctor Ryou! Yes, YES!"

This was perfect. He would do anything to make her feel better. If she was sick, then he'd give her what she would want. He knew this would get her mind off of her being ill, plus he had been wanting to do this with her for much too long. He held her legs apart tightly, thrusting in and out of her.

Ichigo felt as if she would burst. She clung onto the edges of the table to stop from moving around the table so much. He was banging so hard that she wasn't able to keep still. This morning, she would have never imagined doing something like this. She knew she was sick, but this was not the treatment she was expecting.

Ryou's sacks slapped against Ichigo as he began to go at a faster pace. He bit hard onto his lip, trying to keep himself from coming. He wasn't ready yet. Just a little longer.

"Doctor Ryou! Fix me up! Harder! Yes!" Ichigo screamed. With one hand, she continued to hold on to the table and used the other to grab one of her breasts which were flapping back and forth fast.

Ryou squeezed her legs as he let himself go, letting himself squirt everything he had into her body. Ichigo screamed, immediately coming afterwards. Ryou stopped thrusting, standing there out of breath. "Looks like you'll be fine, Miss Ichigo."

She smiled. "You're quite the doctor, Ryou."

He smiled back down at her, preparing to say something else. But he was stopped by a sneeze, this time from himself. He was going to kill her. "Dammit, Ichigo. You got me sick."

"Whoops?" Ichigo said. She hadn't thought about actually getting Ryou sick too. But then, that wasn't an issue anymore. She gave a sexy grin at the blond, as she sat up on the table. "How about I give you a check-up, Doctor Ryou?"

Now that was more like it. "Give it all to me, Nurse Ichigo."

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