Seducing the Death God

Orihime took a sip of her tea as a slow smile began to form on her face. An image of a scowling face covered by spiky orange hair flashed before her eyes. Yes. This was the only logical continuation of what had been building up inside her for years. She was going to seduce Kurosaki Ichigo. Rated M for lemons. Some smut, some humor, some fluff, some plot. Hope you enjoy.