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zabimarushoney67 · 11 months

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Hello! I wanted to known if I could request slow sensual sex with Shinji Hirako???

Oooomgosh omgosh yessss! This is gonna be so good 🙏🏼 Highkey have been waiting for a NSFW fic with Shinji 💀 Thank you so much! for the request and I hope you enjoy! (I went on a blind hiatus during this im so sorry lmao it’s done tho!)

🔥Under Fire🔥

Shinji Hirako x Fem!Reader

NSFW+18💦MDI⚠️REC.DU💨FLUFF💟MODERN A.U✨

Summary: Shared but masked feelings, making love wasn’t apart of the agenda. For you though, Shinji is ready for anything.

Warnings: Modern alternative universe, strong language, sensual lovemaking, praise kink, marking(hickies, bite marks), fingering, oral!sex (reader receiving), vaginal!penetration, hand holding, sweet talk, supple kisses, blunt smoking, friends with benefits turned serious, budding romantic feelings, fluff throughout.

Authors Notes: AH FINALLY I HAVE WAITED SO LONG FOR THIS 😩 SHINJI WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME AND I AM OKAY WITH THAT! Also! Bad Omens reeeeaallly set the mood for this thing, like ONG absolute perfection!😭🤌🏽

Loud music bumped over the nightclub speakers, rumbling through the wooden floors with everyone’s moving feet. Flashing lights colored the hundreds of bodies that were crammed together like sardines on the dance floor, Shinji’s gentle hands were on your hips, he watched them sway in time with the movements of his fit body.

Drunk and feeling the music, the beating vibration warmed your body up against Shinji. A feeling like sparks igniting, consuming you in his spiritual flames. Shinji flowed with your body on the dance floor. Shifting his hips, he pressed them up against your frayed denim shorts, groaning to himself as he felt your body press, and relax back into him.

He swallowed hard as he peered down your body, his steely eyes devoured the slick and shiny skin under your halter-neck tank top. Feeling your hand wrap around his neck and grip him there, finally had him leaning into your ear to speak up. “Hey, you wanna get outta here soon darlin?” His voice reverberated something needy and demanding. Shinji teasingly licked the shell of your ear, nibbling down the side of your neck as you rolled your hips across his quickly hardening groin.

Leaning your head back on his shoulder speaking into his ear, “Sure, yeah that sounds good! But I have to finish my drink first,”. Rolling his eyes, he released his grip on you. Holding your hand softly he followed closely behind you as you lead him back to the table where Lisa, Kensei, Renji, Izuru, and Shuhei sat.

Hoping you two could slip away unnoticed, Shinji huffed. Now in a forced position to say goodbye and come up with a reason for disappearing yet again, at a friendly get-together, Shinji was less than thrilled. Not an outcome he was hoping for, but if it meant he could leave sooner with you without a bickering match, it would be worth it. Moving to the quieter, darker part of the club where your table was, y/n grabbed the air toward her drink, lazily leading Shinji behind her.

Renji passed her the drink, as she finally anchored herself at the front of the table. Bringing the cute, yellow bendy straw to her lips she sucked down the blue fruity cocktail, bobbing her head in time with the music.

“Looks like you two are having all the fun,” Renji commented, “We are, but,” y/n started saying before taking another sip of her drink, “We're actually gonna head out early for the night,” she said tightening her grip on Shinji’s hand, silently asking him for some back up if her unplanned plan backfired.

Everyone's heads turned at that comment and landed on both you and Shinji, Shuhei caught Shinji’s hand being held captive by yours and only nodded in his direction. The rest of the gang sighed outwardly, “Really? Already?” Renji questioned with a grimace, “But we just got here!” a drunk Lisa sang out. “Oh let them go, they'll just disappear somewhere anyway,” Kensei huffed, taking a languid sip of his old fashion.

The rumor was true. You had secretly been seeing Shinji on the side for a while now. He established a friend-with-benefits situation a few months back.

On that day, running some errands with him, Shinji had bluntly come forward with his attraction toward you. It seemingly came out of nowhere, but you had been so fond of him already that you even held your suspicions, that he felt the same. The sex has been a reliable release for you, it sated a need you didn’t even know you had until you started seeing him regularly during the week.

The both of you had tried to keep it down low and out of sight, trying not to start any gossip. It seemed everyone eventually caught on, since every time you all got together, you and Shinji always ended up disappearing.

Usually off somewhere alone for a quick meet up and then return to the function, but the longer the agreement went on the more often you two went off just to be together, sexual or not.

“Are you guys leaving already?” Izuru chimes in with the rest of the crowd, walking up behind you and Shinji with a handful of shots. “Yeah…” Shinji replied slowly, blatantly fronting his irritation at the current embarrassing circumstances. “That’s lame,” “take one before you go,” Izuru rolled his eyes, pushing a shot into both y/n and Shinji’s free hands.

Just as y/n finished her cocktail, she threw the shot back like a champ, before anyone else had even lifted their shot. Shinji would stand corrected if he thought he was the one who wanted to leave this god forsaken club first.

(...)

Walking back to y/n’s downtown apartment not far from the club, y/n held onto her shoulders. Chilled, after leaving the heat of the nightclub and into the late summer night. “Jeez. Woman,” “This is why I told you to bring a jacket,” Shinji sighed.

Wrapping you in his brown leather jacket he remarks “And who said chivalry is dead?”. “I didn't know it would be this cold,” y/n muttered quietly, gripping the sides of his jacket and enclosing herself in its warmth. “You’re half naked, with your hair in that... Cute messy bun style you know I love so much on you,” “Of course, you're gonna be cold, sometimes I think you do it on purpose,” he smiled to himself as the words left his mouth. “Absolutely not!” y/n spat back defensively, knowing deep down that he was... Well, he was kind of right.

Something has been different lately. Even before leaving for the club, Shinji had ran through a whole checklist before he would even allow you to step out of the door. ‘Have you eaten yet?’ ‘Do you have everything in that purse of yours?’ ‘Are you sure you don’t wanna bring a jacket?’ just to name a few examples. There was a new profound softness in all of Shinji’s actions that pertained to you, it felt good, natural even, like it should’ve been this way the entire time.

Needless to say y/n was rather enjoying the new treatment, it made her heart patter ever so lightly allowing more room for her fondness to grow for the infamous jokester, who now turned out to be an infamous gentleman as well.

(…)

Finally arriving back home in the safe confines of Y/n’s apartment, y/n shook off her heels and threw his jacket on the coat rack while Shinji carelessly strolled in behind, removing his shoes. The beginning steps of y/n’s ‘time for bed’ ritual took place, and Shinji got comfy removing his tie, loosening his shirt a bit and rolling up his sleeves. Y/n stood in the mirror, wiping off her makeup in the bathroom, closest to her bedroom. Shinji sat on the bed, rolling up a blunt for the both of you. One of his many playlists lulls over the sound system, filling the bedroom with a warm and welcoming atmosphere.

Once cleaned up and dressed down in some of her comfy shorts and an oversized T-shirt, y/n joined Shinji on the plush mattress, sitting crisscrossed with a glass of iced water. “Man, nightclubs are not my thing anymore,” y/n said rubbing her eyes, groaning softly from the slight headache she received after the few hours of drinking and dancing.

“So, let me get this straight,” “You’re saying,” “You would rather be at home,” “Chilling… and smoking weed with me… in your bed?” Shinji drawled out turning his head in your direction, with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. “Shut it and light it, goofy,” y/n sneered at the blonde man, smacking him lightly on the shoulder and breathily laughing at his stupid, dumb remark. So stupid it left your face catastrophically red. Seriously, what was up with this guy? His smooth words, and even smoother hair. None of it made sense, or it did… just why now? Shinji was the adamant one on the, ‘this is nothing serious, I just want to have fun with you,’ part of the agreement.

Putting his hand upon your upper thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. Shinji places the blunt between his lips, it hangs so artfully from them as he goes to light it. Pulling out an engraved zippo lighter, he flips it open. The bright blue flame quickly engulfed the tip of the tobacco paper, and a sweet aroma of the white grape drifted through the air while the paper burned to ash, quickly followed by the delightful smell of weed. These night are always the best when shared together, y/n thought. Allowing her mind to wander through the current moment, a sudden swell of emotion had begun overflowing her body.

(…)

A few passes and over half a blunt later, the two leaned against the wooden headboard, their bodies heavy from the weed that swirled through them. Y/n laid her head on Shinji’s shoulder, while his arm encompassed her close against his warm, slumped body. Shinji puffed on his handiwork, relaxing further into y/n’s weight. Rolling waves of smoke lingered in the air and filled the dimly lit room, while the two lay together sailing through the clouds. The entwinement of their bodies and limbs being the only thing that kept them grounded in reality.

“Earlier…” “Walking back here,” “You said, you loved when my hair is up,” y/n said softly, pausing before continuing, “What are some other things you… ‘love’ about me?” She asked curiously, with her breath hitching in her chest.

Shinji’s eyes widened at her question, breathing a heavy hit from his nose, he hurriedly took another, sucking it deep into his lungs. “Well…” he said as the smoke poured from his mouth. “There’s lots of things…” “like the way you’ll scrunch your nose up at my gross jokes,” Shinji said chuckling to himself. “Or the way you’ll blush and look away whenever I compliment you…” “Or my favorite…” he paused again. “the little dance you do when you’re eating something you like...” he stopped there smiling to himself, but not wanting to dredge any further into that topic.

Y/n lay on his shoulder dazed, “Oh..” she breathed, blushing from his words. “I was fully prepared for you to say something along the lines of,” “I love the way your lips look around my cock darlin’,” she said, trying but failing to do an impression of Shinji.

“First of all,” “I do not sound like that,” Shinji laughed heartily at y/n’s endearing impression of him. “Secondly, I love it when you look like that,” he corrected, taking another hit before handing it over to y/n. “Oh yeah?” She said giggling, “Oh yeah,” Shinji said before his soft fingers slid up the side of your cheek and turned your face towards him.

Leaning down to capture your lips in a gentle kiss, he pulled away ever so slightly, blowing his smoke into your mouth and kissing you again after. “I love it a lot,” he said, inches away from your face. His words sang, traveling through y/n’s ears and making them ring with their sweetness, flowing down her body and resting comfortably in the pit of her stomach.

Blinking softly at Shinji, y/n exhaled the smoke. A soft shade of pink stained her cheeks as she stared into his grey hooded eyes. A crafty smile plastered across Shinji’s face as he caressed your cheek under his thumb. Y/n leaned into his touch before bringing the end of the blunt to her lips.

Glancing down at y/n’s full lips encompassing the tip of the blunt, Shinji drank your expression in full. He mimicked your blushing shyness as he pulled his hand away. “Goddamn…” “You are so fucking pretty,” “You know that?” He said biting his lip, he shook his head in disbelief and scoffed. “It makes me wonder why no one’s snatched you up yet,” insecurity silently started weaving itself into his usually unwavering confidence.

“I mean, I’m not complaining,” “More fun for me after all,” Shinji said going silent afterward. “For me, I think maybe...” “it's because I have you in my back pocket, and everyone knows it,” y/n stated blatantly, “We haven't exactly been hiding it,” shrugging her shoulders, she put the roach out in the ashtray. “Or maybe...” “it's because I would rather have you…” “So I decline everyone who’s tried,” a hefty blush returned to her face as y/n avoided eye contact with the blonde man lying next to her.

“Oh yeah?” Shinji said with a side smile and raised eyebrow, cocking his head down at you. “...Yeah,” y/n murmured after a moment of diligent thinking. Shinji’s hand cupped your chin softly, begetting your stare back in his direction. His face grew hot all over again when he peeked at the soft, lustful eyes of y/n as they peered down at his lips. Flashing quickly back to his eyes, y/n leaned in and molded her lips gently against Shinji’s.

(...)

Her sudden emotional ministration left Shinji blinking widely, the blush on his face crept up to the tips of his ears while she kissed him deeply. Melting into her kiss and releasing a breath from his nose, he pushed firmly back into y/ns wanting mouth, groaning as she parted his lips with her sly tongue.

Twisting his torso, Shinji slowly pushed you into the pillows, as he climbed on top. Supporting his weight on his forearms, y/n’s plush thighs hugged his waist while he got comfy between them. Her soft hands held his face, gently stroking the short stubble on his jawline, keeping him over her mouth as their tongues played and explored one another.

Soft moans roused from y/n when Shinji shifted to his knees, pushing her thighs up and over his. Rising to his palms, he gazed down at you, his face flushed and lips parted. Quick, broken breaths left his mouth, and Shinji felt his heart thump against his sternum. A strange, foreign feeling washed over his body. Arousal, lust, and something else... Passion? maybe. Y/n’s fingers tentatively reached for the first button of his shirt and slowly pulled each of them apart, staring intently at the buttons as they came undone and revealed his smooth skin underneath.

Sitting back on his heels, Shinji shrugged off his shirt and tugged it free of his jeans, tossing it to the side of the bed. Returning to his position over you, he caught your mouth in a greedy kiss. Awash with his need for you, his hand clasped your still-clothed breast gripping and kneading it underneath his palm. Y/n’s hands explored the expanse of his now open back. She remembered every flowing line of tensed muscle and the way they seem to relax under her hand that softly caressed each spot.

(...)

Shinji’s lips smashed against yours, nibbling at you playfully, and sucking your lower lip. With the intense feeling of being engulfed in everything that was Shinji in this minuscule moment, the heat started quickly swallowing y/n’s breath underneath the man's lanky form.

His needy mouth traveled from your lips down your jaw, pushing your head away, and giving the feral man access to your supple neck. Y/n’s head spun violently under his frantic, but somehow artful duress. Her body begged to feel his warmth, begged for him to give her what she needed.

Y/n found herself lost in the present moment, stuck in some places of her past, but somehow still excited for the future that was to be paved, and hopefully with Shinji by her side. Releasing his grip on your chest, both of his hand's fumble around, trying to find yours. Enterlacing his fingers within yours he pushes your palms into the bed, pinning you underneath him.

Shinji continued his crusade down your neck, licking and softly kissing the sensitive skin that lay vulnerable to him. Y/n can feel a smile form on his lips when she wailed out from the sharp feeling of his canines pinching her skin.

Covering the small welt with his mouth, and running his tongue over it Shinji sucks the skin of your neck. Grunting lowly when he feels you arch your back into his unrelenting torture. Releasing you from his mouth, he continues his play time to the other side of your neck. There, he kisses down to your exposed collarbone where he begins to repeat the same teasing ritualistic behavior, marking you with a large purple hickey.

(...)

At his total mercy, and laying completely helpless underneath him y/n bucks her hips against him. Trying, and trying again to find some friction to sedate the growing arousal between her legs. The flimsy cloth of her shorts and her lacy panties discouraged any true form of relief. They numbed her sensation just enough that it became a nuisance trying to do it herself. That was until Shinji finally understood what you were after. Freeing a hand from your grasp, he lowered it to your slick heat.

Surpassing the confinement of cloth, he delves in between your plump lips. Massaging the wetness that collected there, he hummed in appreciation at how worked up you had become with just some sloppy kisses and heavy panting. Two fingers rubbed in gentle circles around your clit. “You’re such... Ah!” “A goddamn tease!” y/n said forcibly.

She desperately wiggled her hips against his fingers, wishing he'd hit the spot he knew she loved. Shinji’s slender fingers always left y/n in a full trance. The way they magically danced across her skin, and brought about the most helpless of whimpers from y/n. The sounds Shinji knew, he was the only one who could force from you. “C’mon darlin’” “You know I love the way you sound,” “Let me hear you,” Shinji breathed against your skin before snatching you into another soul-devouring kiss.

“Let me feel you then,” y/n pulled away from him and retorted in frustration. Grabbing his wrist she pushed him further toward her dripping, needy heat. “Don’t be like that baby,” “I was gettin' there,” he smirked against your mouth. Sinking his fingers into your mess of a hole, he slowly pulled his fingers against the spongy pad on your upper wall, massaging in little circles.

Positioning his thumb he pressed on your swelling clit, rubbing and prodding the sensitive bundle of nerves in time with his curling fingers. “That's such a good look on you y/n,” Shinji smiled greatly as he peered down at your pleasure-contorted face.

“Faster..! Please!” y/n begged, shooting Shinji a needy glimpse and biting her lip to egg him further. “Nah,” “I want to enjoy this...” he said softly as he continued his sermon of repetitive motions. Y/n whined loudly, bordering on a temper tantrum. “Goddamn.” “You're so fucking cute when you're frustrated,” Shinji confessed in admiration, softly smooching your cheek before traveling feather-light kisses toward your ear. Taking your earlobe in between clenched teeth, he shoves his fingers into your aching core, reveling in the shout y/n released from his perfectly timed and careful actions.

(...)

Feeling your body convulse and twitch underneath him, was most certainly egging him on, more than ever before. His cock raged against the tight confinement of his jeans, throbbing in time with all the little jolts that ran throughout y/n’s body. “I think that'll do,” Shinji said before removing all stimulation away from y/n. “W-what?” y/n protested as she tried grabbing his hand to keep him posted in their position. Sitting up, Shinji unbuckled his belt letting it fall open. “Take your clothes off,” he demanded, his voice sounding a lot like how it did at the nightclub.

Blinking dumbfounded, y/n obeys and starts removing her shirt. Shinjis's hands helped lift it and pull it over your head as he discarded it with his shirt on the side of the bed. Y/n hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts and pulls them down her thighs. Shinji pushed your legs up straight and pulled them off. “Keep the panties on,” “They're cute,” he remarked. He peeked down at the floral red lace tanga-styled panties that sat high on your waist, accentuating your curvy hips and pillowy thighs. His strong hands grab hold of your ankles and kept them in the air, “Bend your knees so they touch your chest,” “They don’t leave that spot until I say,” Shinji warned, his tone sounding serious as he positioned and instructed you on how he wanted to take you for the night.

Y/n hummed happily, lulling her head to the side roused a questioning look upon Shinji’s face. “Somethin' funny doll?” He asks, his palms pushing your thighs up to your chest. “You’re just so sexy when you’re in charge,” y/n explained with a grin. “Do it more often,” she said, silently challenging him, and staring directly into his eyes.

Shinji didn't respond with words but rather with his actions. Running his fingers over the lace of your pussy lips, a small smirk draws on his face once he saw your eyebrows draw together slightly from his touch.

Peering down at you and your position, his face suddenly softens. The position he wanted you in left you exposed to him, vulnerable almost. Somehow your words spoke of the trust you had in him and the confidence you held for him, knowing that he knew how to take care of you in every regard. It took Shinji by complete surprise the more he thought about what you said. Maybe he was thinking too much into it but something felt different from you, about you, he only understood that he couldn’t let you down now.

(...)

Quickly removing his black jeans, Shinji crawled back onto the mattress. He laid on his elbows while his face took place over your dripping cunt, his cock throbbed at the sight before him. The cotton insert of your panties drowned in your juices, scarcely containing your folds as it stretched thin between your plump lips. Like a ripe peach that hung from a branch and was ready for the picking, Shinji stared mesmerized by your intimate beauty. The aroma of your lust and the warmth that waited inside, made Shinji’s mouth water intensely as he steadied himself before taking a dive back into your depths.

Lightly pushing the cloth away to expose you completely, Shinji places his hands near your waist and leaned down and kissed your glistening lips. His hair swayed from side to side as he got to work. The soft gentle kisses he started with slowly turned into long sucking kisses, as he took each lip into his mouth and pulled on them. Tugging ever so gently before releasing it with a sucking pop and repeating this motion until he made his way up to your clit.

Taking the swollen bud into his mouth and sucking it, the pressure from the motion left y/n’s thighs trembling, and her toes curling at the ceiling. With her eyes shut tightly, her jaw dropped as she mewled loudly from Shinji’s unrelenting maw. The lewd noises that spewed from y/n’s mouth were unlike anything Shinji had ever heard before. His body reacted physically, singing with lust as every nerve, every pore on his body stood at full attention, just for her.

He fisted at the sheets under his palms as he started absentmindedly grinding into the mattress. Shinji repeatedly pushed his twitching cock into its soft fullness, desperate for any attention he could get while he waited to finish you first. Shinji grunted as his cock slid against the soft, stretchy spandex of his blue boxer briefs.

Removing her hands from the underside of her thighs, she placed them on Shinji’s forearms. Tightly gripping onto them, y/n felt the cool metal of his tongue piercing swirl around her clit, and up and down her sensitized labia. Y/n’s knees failed to stay directly over her chest and slowly drifted to her sides, resting there and spread completely open for Shinji’s hungry mouth.

(...)

Y/n finally caught a needed glimpse at the handsome man that lay in front of her. Visually taking in the way he ate her out like it was the last thing he’ll ever do on earth. So turned on by her noises and arousal, that he’s resorting to fucking the mattress. That’s a first, y/n thought gazing down at the touch deprived man between her thighs. His tensing muscles, soft whimpers, and all the incredulous sucking noises created such a delightful picture for y/n’s eyes and ears to take in and memorize.

The image of this moment, and the feelings that danced and swirled around her body, doubled by the pressure of her orgasm winding up in her core was almost too much. Tears pricked at the corners of y/n’s eyes, as her noises got louder with each swipe of his tongue. Noticing that you had broken the position he placed you in, his arms slid under your thighs and hooked you in his full grasp. Too horny to care, Shinji tugged you harshly down to his mouth. Making you jolt and gasp from the tightness of his arms as they held you harshly in position against his face.

Releasing a thigh, his fingers journeyed down to your twitching hole. His eyes peered up at you as he slowly sunk his middle digit into its wetness. Rubbing the pad of his finger against your G-spot, his tongue ravaging your clit. Expertly flicking and prodding your bud with careful consideration to get you to release. Never breaking eye contact, he sped up his finger's pace. Feeling your walls swell and clench around his finger was a sign you were close, pulling his finger out he glided another finger in with ease before pushing up on your G-spot. The repetitive pressing of her fleshy button, in time with the fast-flicking of his tongue, sent y/n over the edge drowning her deep within her pleasure and forcing out her full release.

“Oh, Shinnnjiii!~” She wailed his name out in ecstasy as her pussy clenched onto his digits and her clit pulsed under his tongue. Finger fucking her deeper and harder during her orgasm caused a different form of release, as y/n’s pussy squirted forcibly through the rolling waves of her powerful orgasm. Splashing Shinji’s chin, neck, and upper chest area, and soaking the bed underneath y/n. “Mmmm, that's what I like to see doll,” “Good job Baby,” He hummed as he pulled his fingers from you, sucking them clean.

Y/n lay there half unconscious coming down from her incredible high. “You've made such a mess darlin’, look at you,” Shinji chuckled at the slumped form of y/n, still breathing heavily. “I'm...” “I'm not sleeping in the wet spot, that's your fault,” she said catching her breath and swallowing hard.

Chuckling sweetly at your exhausted words, “Don’t bother me none babes, just a sign of my victory,”Shinji grins shifting to his knees in front of you. His warm calloused hands push your thighs up to your side as he leaned down to kiss your mound, up your belly, and the space between your breast. His breath felt warm against your skin, as you felt the tip of his nose swipe across your chest. Softly suckling the skin of your breast he repeats his loving and careful kisses until your nipple is encased in his wet mouth. His thumb and index finger come to rest underneath your breast allowing some support while his tongue swirled and prodded against your hard nipple.

(...)

Not giving you any time to prepare for the next act, Shinji sucks and pulls on your nipple with his lips as he presses his still-clothed member against your now-soaked innermost thighs. Grinding against your slick left wet, splotchy marking on his boxers. Pulling off your nipple, he kisses toward the other side and pulls your hardened nipple into his warm mouth sucking gently on it, making sure that none of you is left untouched, or unloved. Still coming down from her first high, y/n lay underneath him breathless, soaking in all of the attention Shinji seemed to have no problem giving to her.

The feeling of his throbbing cock pressing against her still-sensitive clit had y/n reeling. Gasping inwardly at the sudden shock of pleasure that still shot through her body, so artfully done in with just Shinji’s mouth.

“Fuck...” “Shinji, I want you,” y/n mewled pathetically at him, bucking her hips against his swollen, still captive member. Releasing your nipple, Shinji smiles deviously against your skin, “I can't hear you darlin’” he purred. “I..” y/n started before feeling unsettled from the foreign neediness that had been instilled within her. “Use your words, baby,” Shinji’s kissed soft words of encouragement into your chest, only making you flush further. “I want you, inside of me now,” “Please, pretty please,” “I can't wait any longer,” y/n begged helplessly, her mind completely fogged with lust and need.

“You’re in for a treat then babe,” “Because I want you to,” Shinji chuckled before pushing his boxers down past his cock allowing space for it to spring free from its confines. Grabbing the base of his lengthy cock, he prods his tip against your red, swollen lips. Running it up and down your slick, Shinji grunts lowly as he inserts himself. Your gummy warm walls accepted his length freely, swallowing every inch with squelchy ease. “Ohh~” “Fuu-uck,” “Y/n baby, you're always... so fucking... sweet,” Shinji gritted his jaw and forced out as his full length was sheathed inside of you.

All of those hours watching you, waiting for you, wanting you, finally came to an end as Shinji’s body fully relaxed into your body. Pleasure washed over, from his head to his toes as he felt your walls clench onto his shaft. His warm hands rested on the back of your thighs as he raised his body up and over yours. Pinning you against the headboard, Shinji positioned himself so his cock was perfectly angled against your G-spot. Slowly pulling himself from you, his whole body shuttered as he pushed his hips back into your tight cunt. Y/n lay spread open ready for Shinji's taking. Biting her lower lip she cursed under her breath as Shinji made the first few movements.

It didn't matter how many times Shinji had taken you before. It didn't matter how many times you came because of him, or how many times he had touched you. The craving for you only grew stronger with each time he felt you. Getting worse, as each time left him wanting you all over again, bubbling up like an inevitable volcano. Being inside of you was paradise to him, pure bliss, and the only thing to make him forget about all the other stressors in his life. You had become the center of his addiction, and every time he got a taste it was like a first taste all over again.

Finding a steady momentum, Shinji ground his hips against your core, sending his cock into your wet deepness. His mouth fell open and his eyebrows drew together as he felt your pussy twitch and throb with his motions. Soft breathy moans filled the room as he rocked his body against yours.

What usually was rough, harsh, and relentless pounding was gentle and comforting this time around. His hands softly gripped the underside of your thighs as his cock effortlessly slid in and out of you. Y/n’s breasts bounced softly with each of his push-ins. With her face flushed red, the feeling of his impossibly hard cock grazing against all of her right spots was quickly rewinding her arousal all over again. Shinji peered down at y/n, taking in all of her blushing features. The way your eyes rolled when he pushed up into your core, and the faded cute cries that left your now chapped parted lips.

Beautiful. You were so beautiful during this moment, taking all of him with ease and enjoying every second of it. It drove Shinji wild, he moved his body over yours once more prompting y/n to wrap her thighs around his waist. Finding your hands, Shinji interlaced his fingers with yours again.

Burying his face into your neck, he squeezed your hands as he picked up his pace. Y/n cried out, the tears that previously pricked her eyes now finally spilling over her cheeks. “I can't take much more Shinji...” she whimpered at his relentless grinding. Kissing your neck and ignoring your words, Shinji continued his loving agony, pushing himself harder against your soreness. “Just a little..” “Longer, I'm so close,” he breathed against your neck in earnest. “Fuck, I'm so close...” he strained as his body tensed with his approaching orgasm.

The pounding got louder as did their cries for release. “Fuck, Shinjiii..” y/n moaned leaning her head against his face on her neck. “I... I love you..” y/n said quietly. Those three words would've halted him, coming from anyone else. Coming from you though, he never would've expected you to say it first. “What?” he said, never stopping his thrusts. “I said, I lo..” “I love you Shinji,” Y/n said louder, squeezing his hands. “Oh shit... Fuck I'm gonna cum darlin',” “I love you too y/n,” he said hurriedly before claiming your mouth in a sweet kiss. Grunting repeatedly as his cock spewed his load inside of you, y/n could feel his shaft pulse with each ripple of his orgasm. The warm liquid filled her chasm with his juices.

Finalizing his kiss, his body dropped heavily on top of yours. Sweaty and out of breath, the both of you lay in stillness. The sound of his music still playing, the two of you slowly found your composure again.

Pulling out and leaning back on his knees once more, Shinji looked down at you bashful as ever. A cute smile found a place on his lips as he chuckled at the exchange of those words. Y/n looked up at him through her eyelashes, almost chuckling with him, “What's so funny darlin’,” she started again with her horrible impression, making Shinji laugh even further. “Nothin’ babe, I'll get you something to clean yourself up with,” he said cooly before swiftly finding a towel and bringing it back to you.

(...)

Hours had gone by it was late. Sleeping soundly in Shinjis arms y/n nuzzled into his chest comfortably. Shinji lay awake, his mind running wild and repeating those words over and over again as he caressed your back lazily with his fingers. Breaking his train of thought, there was a light tapping at the front door. Reaching for his phone and checking the time, 2:45 am his bright screen read, “Who the hell is knocking at this time of night,” Shinji huffed annoyed, untangling himself from you he pulled some sweatpants on and shambled to the front door, yawning.

Another light tapping followed by fits of laughing and shushing noises, made Shinji squint as he opened the door, he readied himself to tell someone off for disturbing his night with you. At the door stood Lisa, Kensei, Izuru, and Renji all of them drunken and swaying at the doorway. Shuhei was nowhere to be found, “what the hell do you guys want?” Shinji grumbled rolling his eyes. “Shinji?” all three of them said in unison staring wide-eyed, “What are YOU doing here?” Renji spewed, his words slurring together, incomprehensible to an untrained ear. They all stared in awe at Shinji as he leaned against the doorframe. “Wait I KNOW!” Lisa said out loud, unaware of her volume. “Are you and Y/n-chan dating?” she teased, “you guys owe me 20 bucks, I told you!” Lisa said matter-of-factly pushing each of the guy's shoulders.

Sighing and crossing his arms Shinji grinned, laughing at his drunk friends and their assumptions. “Yeah, I guess you could say that,” he responded, knowing exactly what he had to do next.

End🌸🔥

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bleach-your-panties · 3 months

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Okay but Rosie who do you think from the captains, visoreds and lieutenants would do casual dominance?

I almost said "what is casual dominance?" until I remembered that reblog about Draken 😂😂

KENSEI KENSEI KENSEI KENSEI KENSEI

Like that is definitely some shit he would do!

He has a dominant personality, but he also knows when not to do too much, i.e. he wouldn't try to check you in front of everyone and cause a scene.

You know not to act up too much anyway, because he's got something waiting for that ass when you get home.

He seems like the type that likes to spank, and he's got the hands big enough to leave your ass sore, aching, and hot.

"Thought I wasn't paying attention to your little display, huh? Turn over right the fuck now."

ROSE ROSE ROSE ROSE ROSE

He's gonna play it cool and remain the elegant gentleman that he is, in public. Gotta keep up that 'perfect captain' facade.👌🏼 So you'll go about your regularly scheduled programming with him doing all the things he normally does for you.

Once he gets you alone though, he's pulling out the shibari ropes and yanking you over to the bed.

He doesn't care about you acting like a brat because he knows how to fix you right up.

Once your hands are tied tight above your head, he'll pull out the Hitachi wand (who the hell bought him that? SHINJI.) and set it on the highest setting before pushing it between your open legs.

"Gonna make you sing a sweet song for me, angel."

IZURU IZURU IZURU IZURU IZURU

He's gonna completely turn his head, act like he didn't see shit, and wrap a (possessive) arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his side.

He's a switch, anyway, and he can switch in rapid succession. You'll go from getting showered in compliments, hand-written poems, and soft, gentle touches to kneeling on the floor of your bedroom with his hand on the back of your neck, keeping your face pressed against his thigh as you try to slip his cockhead into your mouth. And you'd better not dare raise your head, either - until he tells you to.

"You've been acting a little naughty today, bluebell. Do you really think that you deserve to suck my cock right now?"

He's pulling out the shibari ropes as well and he's gonna tie your legs behind your head while he eats you out.

He probably got that shit from Rose in the first place, you know he follows behind his captain dutifully.

SHINJI SHINJI SHINJI SHINJI SHINJI

He's a tease himself, so he'll gladly play long.

He'd never disrespect you in any way and if you start acting bratty he'll just grin that famous multi-tooth grin and make a joke towards himself, you, or the situation at hand.

Once you're alone, you already know you're in for it when he shirks off his captain's haori and runs his tongue over his lips.

Hours later, you're writhing on the bed while he slides his long, fat tongue between your folds, nudging your clit with the ball of his tongue bar.

No doubt he has one of those vibrating ones as well.

"Had enough? Nah, I don't think you have, darlin'."

SHUUHEI SHUUHEI SHUUHEI SHUUHEI SHUUHEI

He's a pookie poo, so of course he will continue to be chivalrous and open doors, jars, reach high things for you - hell, even help you lace your shoes or adjust your shihakusho if you get ruffled throughout the day.

Even when you get home, he'll be the same way, until he suddenly remembers that "flirtatious" wave you gave a fellow male squad member and the way said male's cheeks flushed before his eyes trailed subtly over your figure.

In the next second your thighs are pressed against your ears while he holds you open with those strong, muscled arms.

His dick is stuffed in you to the hilt, yet he's pressing the softest kisses to your cheeks, forehead, and lips while moaning your name softly.

"Don't try to make me jealous, sugar. You know I go crazy when you give attention to any other man but me."

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nymphoheretic · 1 year

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Exhibition: a perversion in which sexual gratification is obtained from the indecent exposure of one's genitals (as to a stranger)

Synopsis: The God of Mischief, Shinji fulfills your wish at the cost of your body. But he wants to take you in outside in front of the temple.

Warnings: Shinji has a Kansai dialect, public sex, oral sex (m receiving) teasing, dirty talk, creampie, exhibition, God!Shinji, sub!fem reader, coercion, dubcon,

Word Count: 2.1k

Pairing: Shinji Hirako x f!reader

Tags @tokyometronetwork @sailewhoremoon @noriken @babiefwuit @bakugosbratx @bookandyarndragon @stygianoir

Shinji sat in his leader’s chair bored. As the God of Mischief, he often got in trouble, but it wasn’t his fault that no one appreciated his pranks and words of mischief. He sighs as he flips over in the chair and drapes his arm over his face dramatically. “Argh!” He whines out as he lowers his arm and lets another sigh out. “I’m so bored!”

He thought about going and bothering Ichigo, but his eyes light up when the clouds part to reveal a young woman kneeling in front of the altar, praying for his leader to provide her with the wisdom to pass her exams. Shinji eyes the short plaid skirt she was wearing and his toothy mischievous grin spreads over his lips. “Why aren’t ya a pretty li’l thing?”

Listening to her prayer, he licks his lips at her cute pleas. One promise from her caught his attention. “Ya’ll do anything, ya’ say?” The God of Mischief rubs his chin. It's been a while since he’s had some fun with a mortal. The last time he did he ended up with a demigod child and a 3 year banishment, but it was all worth it.

Yamamoto knew that he was a skirt chaser and mortals always wore the cutest little revealing outfits like the one the woman had on now. Shinji licked his lips as he questions whether the potential consequences were worth this romp. “Hmm...” He watches as she smiles brightly before standing to her feet and he catches a glimpse of the pink lacy panties she was wearing. “Consequences be damned.”

With a snap of his fingers, Shinji was transported to the human world.

-0-0-0

You had just finished praying to the Gods to bless you with the knowledge and wisdom to pass your college exam finals. You would do anything to get a passing grade. Rising back to your feet, you turned to walk away from the temple only to bump into someone’s chest. Your eyes widen as you look up into a pair of mischievous brown eyes.

That was the first thing you notice about the man, the second was his long blonde hair that he has in a high ponytail. His teal kimono hangs off his shoulders and shows his lean, muscular chest. Your mouth drops open when you see what looks like a ring of clouds floating around his shoulders. You swallow as you stare at the handsome being in front of you.

“W-who are you?”

Shinji grins at your innocent question, one green scaled hand coming up to rest on your soft cheek. “Ya’ mean ya’ prayed ta’ me and didn’t know who I am?”

A shiver went down your spine at the deep, teasing drawl of his voice echoing around you. You instinctively lean into his touch, eyes widening when you recall his words. This was the god you just prayed to? “You’re Yamamoto Genryusai? God of wisdom and education?”

Shinji grins, his teeth showing as he slides his long nails down your cheek to your neck. “That’s right, ya’ pretty li’l thing. But I’d prefer if ya’ called me Shinji. I came ta collect on yer promise that ya would give me anythin' in return for yer gettin' a passin’ grade.”

You test the God’s name on your tongue before your eyes shoot up to look into his molten pools of chocolate, your mouth dropping open. “My promise? But I haven’t passed my exams yet...” A long, clawed finger presses against your lips, silencing your words as the God hisses a “Shh” sound.

Shinji groans at the feeling of your soft lips under his finger. He could only image how they would feel wrapping around his cock as he fucked your throat. “Worry not yer pretty li’l head. Ya gonna pass fer sure.” His finger trails from your lips back down your neck to your collarbone. “Now fer my payment. Yer body will do just fine.”

“M-my body?” You stutter out as you pull your face away from his hot touch. You try to wrap your mind around this whole situation. You bite your lip when he nods, his smile never fading from his face as he holds his hand out for you to take. You think over his offer. If you do this, it would guarantee that you would pass your college exams, but at the cost of... You slowly reach out and place your hand in his.

The God of Mischief’s smile widens when you take his hand. He pulls you to him and quickly kisses you deeply, his tongue exploring past your parted lips. Tasting the cherry chapstick you had coating your lips, Shinji thread his fingers into the hair at the nape of your neck. “I am going to ruin ya’.” he promises. He is quick to discard your clothing, leaving you only in your pretty pink bra and lacy panties. A low whistle leaves him as he stares unashamed at your barely dressed body. “Damn, yer really are beautiful. I’m gonna have fun with ya’.”

You shiver under his watchful gaze. “My Lord, please? Can we go somewhere more private? What if someone sees?” You became painfully aware that he was doing all of this out in the open and in front of the temple where anyone can chance upon you two.

Shinji tilts his head to the side, his brown eyes twinkling. “Don’t cha want someone to see ya' getting fucked by a god? Doesn’t the thought of it get ya so turned on?” He spins you around so that your back is to his chest; one of his hands gropes your breast while the other slips between your thighs. His tongue licks the shell of your ear. "Because that is exactly what is going to happen, li'l one."

Your heart thunders in your chest. He was going to take you outside? Where people could see you? Intermixing with your panic was a sudden rush of thrill that fills your being. The God was right. The thought of being caught fucking him out in the open sounded so appealing to you. "My Lord..."

His fingers pinches your nipple roughly. "Shinji." He corrects you. The God of Mischief then turns you around to face him as he wraps his hand around your neck and guides you to your knees in front of him. "I want ta feel them pretty lips around my cock." Untying the obi to his kimono, Shinji parts the fabric to reveal his hard cock.

"Oh." You whisper as you stare at his impressive length. It was long, not too girthy, but it was a soft pink color with an angry red tip. You swallow dryly. How will it ever fit in your mouth let alone inside you. "My- I mean Shinji, it won't fit."

Shinji frowns down at you, the clouds surrounding his shoulders darkening with his displeasure. "I didn't ask if ya' think it will fit. I told ya that I wanted ta feel them soft lips of yers around it." His fingers grab your hair and he pushes his cock past your warm lips and into your awaiting mouth. "Oh, fuck me." He whispers.

It was better than he imagined. Your silk-like tongue caresses his length as he controls the pace of his thrusts. He pumps his hips, grinding his pelvis against your nose as his bangs start to stick to his forehead from sweat. Shinji tosses his head back as he fucks your mouth, his length sliding down your throat. He could have your sweet lips wrapped around his dick forever. Your throat was so tight that it made him anticipate just how tight your cute little cunt was.

“Fuck, yer mouth feels so fuckin’ good, my little worshiper.” He could feel his cock twitching as it slips between your plump lips. Shinji tightens his hands in your hair as his thrusts in and out at a steady pace, his swollen balls slap against your chin. He could feel your sinful tongue swirling around the tip with each pull. “Just like that, sweetheart.” The young God coos.

You could feel each drag of his cock, taste the pre that dribbled out the slit and you could tell that he was close. You moan softly as you slip your hand between your thighs, into your panties, to play with your messy clit. He was right. The thought of seeing someone watching the two if you turns you on so much. You were practically dripping, your pussy was so wet. The lewd slick sounds rang in your ear as you sit up slightly to push two of your fingers into your needy hole.

Shinji hears the sounds of you fucking yourself on your fingers and can’t help the smirk that spreads over his lips. “Yer really gettin’ into it, aint cha?” His hips increase their pace, hands moving from your hair to your cheeks as he thrusts his cock in and out. His balls tighten as he feels his high approaching. “Want ya ta swallow it all, okay, pretty?”

You could only look up at him with wet eyes as drool seeps out of the corner of your mouth. Humming your answer, you wrap your lips tightly around his girth as it swells on your tongue. Soon, his hips stutter and lock in place as he pulls your head further onto his cock as his balls empty his thick, hot seed down your welcoming throat. He grinds himself against your mouth as a shudder goes down his spine.

“Fuuck.” Shinji curses. “Swallow it all down, naughty li’l worshiper.” He didn’t wait for you to do as he tells you as his scoops you up, cradling your legs in the creases of his elbows. One clawed hand moves those lacy pink panties to the side while the other lines his cock up with your slick hole. “Gonna ruin ya fer mortal men.” He slowly pushes the length of his dick inside your warm welcoming walls.

Your head falls back and you wrap your hands around the back of his neck as the God bullies his thick shaft inside your folds. A chorus of moans leave you as he easily bounces you on his cock, using you for his own pleasure. His pace was teasingly slow, alternating from heavy, deep thrusts to soft, shallow ones that drove you crazy with pleasure.

“Shin..ji!” His name falls from your lips as he slowly brings you up to an orgasm, only to stop when he feels your walls clenching down on him. He kisses you slowly, his tongue slipping past your lips to lick inside your mouth. You moan and whine into the kiss as he begins to pick up the pace again, building your high back up.

“Yer cute little pussy is squeezin’ me so fuckin’ tight.” Shinji groans out as his hands dig into the soft flesh of your hips, bouncing you even harder on his cock. “Wanna know a secret, li’l one?” He locks eyes with you before giving a hard thrust into your cunt that makes your eyes roll back. “The other gods can see me fuckin’ ya. Bet they’re getting’ so turned on watchin’ ya get so drunk on my dick.”

Your eyes widen at his words, but you could not bring yourself to care. In fact, that knowledge turns you on. The other gods were watching as Shinji fucks you. It makes that ball of heat coil tighter in your belly as his tip puts pressure on that sweet, gooey spot deep inside you. “Oh god!” you scream out from the feeling of him bullying his cock against your cervix. “G’nna cum, Shinji.”

A smirk spreads over his face as he licks the tops of your bouncing breasts. “Yeah? Go ‘head and cum f’me, pretty. Do it and I’ll think about letting ya have my cum.” Shinji speeds up the pace of his hips, balls slapping against the curve of your ass as he seeks to make you cum on his length. He feels as your walls begin to spasm around him before feeling your slick drip out your hole, coating his cock in creamy rings. “Such a good li’l worshiper.”

Shinji knows that he should pull out - he did not need to give old man Yama another reason to punish him, but the way your warm, silky walls are hugging his dick makes him rethink his decision. “Fuck, yer so damn pretty cummin’ on my cock like that.” His thrusts begin to grow sloppy as his end was nearing. Shinji had seconds to think about if the risk of having another demigod child was worth it. “Fuuck.” He groans out as his cock twitches within your depths before spilling his hot seed inside. “Yer so sexy letting a God cream yer pretty pussy like this.”

You could only whimper at the feeling of his cum filling your body as you wrap your arms around his neck to hug him close. “I hope the others enjoyed the show.” You mumble quietly in his ear.

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pin-k-ink · 9 months

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please share your bleach thirsts with me 🙏

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lvyitoru · 2 years

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• • • OPENING: Make It Stop!

Inc : dom!top!reader; sub!bottom!Shinji

Con : fleshlight; overstimulation;

• • SAVE BEFORE CLOSING!

Using a vibrator on Shinji and bringing him to every orgasm, making him cum all over himself. He moans lowly, throat aching from screaming in frustration. Sliding the toy on his length, you laugh from above as he squirms in his seat.

"Ple-Please, slow down!" He whines, as you increase your speed. Thighs aching to close, and head lolling back, he feels another orgasm reaching. "I'm going to cum, please!"

Gasping loudly, his eyes roll to the back of his head. Pushing the toy down onto him a final time, you fuck Shinji into his nth orgasm. Moving the toy away, you let him catch a small breather before thrusting it back onto him. At this, he bucks his hips at the stimulation.

"Ma'am/Sir, s'too much, please!" Trying another time, he begs for your mercy, aching for you to stop.

But, above, your cruel smirk increases down at him. Fuck, you're not even bothered to touch him yourself. Shinji does want you to touch him, but then you wouldn't stop jerking him off. These two thoughts drag his mind into an utter mess, as you fuck the toy on him mercilessly.

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semisgroupie · 2 years

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mr. piano man

jazz pianist!shinji hirako x fem. reader

wc: 2.0k

warnings: bathroom sex (it’s a clean one dw), biting, unprotected sex, creampie, strangers to lovers, fingering (f!receiving), public sex, hair pulling, shinji is a big flirt, reader is called lots of pet names (darling, beautiful, pretty girl, etc.)

synopsis: what’s more alluring? the music or the man behind the piano?

a/n: i’m on a shinji brainrot don’t mind me

The lights were dim as you walked into the jazz club and you immediately felt comfortable being there. The light sounds of the piano dancing around the four walls of the club as you made your way to the bar.

You don’t know what made you come to the club tonight, maybe it was all the times you walked past it on your way home from work or maybe it was your coworker playing their favorite jazz songs while you two were working on a special project. But whatever it was, you were glad it happened. Sitting at the bar while the music played was a great way to take your mind off of everything, all you had to worry about was what drink you were going to order.

You ordered a dirty shirley and made your way to one of the small tables, sitting close to the stage and giving yourself a perfect view of all the musicians. You tapped your fingers against the cold glass and shut your eyes for a second to let the music surround you until you heard the chair to your right move. You quickly opened your eyes and saw the man sitting next to you.

“Sorry darling, I didn’t mean to scare you. I’ve just never seen you around here before and wanted to say hello to the most beautiful woman I’ve seen” he licks his lips, letting you see the light reflect off the metal ball on his tongue piercing before sticking his hand out to you, “Shinji Hirako, what’s your name beautiful?”

You shook his hand, your cheeks burning up at his words as you gave him your name. Before you could pull your hand away he gripped your hand a little tighter and brought it to his lips, kissing your knuckles before letting go completely.

“So, what’s a beautiful woman like you doing in a quaint club like this?” He combed his fingers through his golden locks, fixing his bangs before resting his hand on his chin awaiting your response.

“Well I just needed a change of pace and this place called to me.” He nodded at your words and kept his full attention on you as you continued your conversation with him. Normally you wouldn’t entertain someone as flirtatious as him upon a first meeting but there was something about Shinji that was just captivating. You could just sit there and talk to him all day, getting flustered by his flirty comments here and there but it had to come to an end.

A man with a saxophone in one hand tapped Shinji on the shoulder and quickly apologized to you. “Sorry ma’am, we need him on stage for our performance but I’ll make sure he’ll come right back to you.” He gave you an apologetic smile and made his way on stage leaving you and Shinji alone for a brief second.

“Well my dear, that’s my cue. Make sure you keep your eyes on me because I’ll only keep my eyes on you” he winked and leaned in close to your ear, “maybe we can arrange something after my performance.” A teasing smirk grew on his face as he pulled back and made his way to the stage. “Rose! Get the beautiful lady another drink and put it on my tab!” He shouted over at the bartender then made his way behind the piano.

The man who you assume was Rose walked over and handed you another drink then the music began. Your eyes glanced from one musician to the next but only for a few seconds because each time you looked away from Shinji something was screaming at you to turn your attention back to him and keep it there. His fingers danced along the keys so effortlessly it was something your brain couldn’t comprehend. It was a mesmerizing sight to see but there was something more. Every single time you looked up to meet his eyes the smirk on his face sent chills down your spine and made heat grow between your legs.

The feeling grew as they played song after song and soon became overbearing. You needed to cool off, take a breather, just needed to find a way to distract yourself from this growing need. You finished the rest of your drink and made your way to the bathroom just as the end to the last song of their set, unbeknownst to you Shinji was tracking all your moves to follow you once they received their applause.

You closed the door to the restroom and placed your hands on the sink to ground yourself. “I gotta snap out of it, I just met the guy.” You turned on the cold water and leaned down to splash your face a couple of times until you heard the door open. “Someone’s in — Shinji?” You grabbed a paper towel and wiped at your face and once you put it down you saw Shinji standing at the door, locking it before moving closer to you.

“You know, they put locks on doors for a reason. Or did you leave it open on purpose?” He chuckled and made his way closer to you, tapping his fingers against the countertop. “Also, it’s very rude to leave during a performance, should I be the one to teach you some manners?” With every word that left his mouth he took a step closer and closer until he was right in front of you. Your breath hitched in your throat as he trailed his fingers along the neckline of your dress, just stopping before he reached your cleavage.

“Shinji, I—”

“Shh, just nod now, I don’t want you to waste that pretty voice on useless words. Only use it when you scream my name for more.” He dragged his fingers up along the length of your neck before lifting your chin with his index finger and thumb. “You’re so beautiful” he swiped his thumb against your bottom lip and sighed, “god the things I could do to this mouth but there’s not enough time for that here. What to do, what to do.”

On instinct you opened your mouth to let him stick his thumb inside making him chuckle. “Guess my little unspoken theory was right, you want me as much as I want you.” He pulled his thumb out and closed the gap between you two by pressing his lips against yours. He kept one hand on your cheek while the other moved between your thighs, slowly drifting upwards until it grazed the soft fabric of your panties. He dipped his tongue in your mouth, massaging your wet muscle with his own and letting you feel the metal of his piercing. You whimpered against his lips and gripped onto the fabric of his shirt, holding him close to you as you kissed him back.

He broke the kiss to let you both catch your breath and his deft fingers massaged your clit through your panties, making the wet spot at your entrance grow with each small circle around the swollen nub. “How about I show you what my fingers can do besides playing the keys?”

You nodded and tucked your kiss swollen bottom lip between your teeth, “please Shinji.” He smirked and moved his foot between your legs to spread them a little more and pulled your panties to the side. His fingers moved through your folds and he raises an eyebrow. “Hm, so wet for me all because I kissed you. Now let me make you feel even better.” He slipped two of his slender fingers inside you, making you roll your head back and giving him the perfect opportunity to kiss and bite your neck. He started pumping his fingers slowly, letting you adjust to them while his thumb swirled along your clit. “Shinji, faster please.” Your whine was breathless and your hands gripped the counter tighter as he did exactly what you wanted. He pumped his fingers faster and bit down on your neck once he found your g spot, groaning as you clenched around his fingers. Your moans and whimpers grew louder and your hands flew to hold onto his arms while your legs shook from the pleasure. It was impossible to understand how skillful he was with his fingers, it was impossible to understand that you were already teetering on the edge of an orgasm. Maybe you were more pent up than you thought or maybe he was just insanely good with his fingers. Hell, it was most likely the latter and your head was spinning in circles from the pleasure.

“Fuck Shinji, I’m gonna cum.” You bucked your hips against his hand to bring yourself over the edge and he kept pumping his fingers. Slipping a third one inside you to send you barreling into your orgasm. His name left your lips in a mantra and your body trembled as your orgasm coursed over you. Once you stopped clenching around his fingers he slowly pulled them out and held them up. “Look at this mess, fuck.” He spread his fingers, watching the sticky strings form and fall before he brought them to his mouth, groaning at the bittersweet taste of your cum. He slowly pulled them out and looked at you with half lidded eyes. “Just delicious, I’ll have to taste you on my tongue soon but I need you to fall apart on my cock first.”

He gripped your hips with both hands and lifted you on the countertop. He quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled you to the edge of the counter. “Tell me beautiful, do you want me to fuck you?”

You nodded and spread your legs more, glancing down at his cock then back up at his eyes. “I want you to fuck me Shinji, please fuck me.” He lined his cock with your entrance and pushed his cock into you, groaning at the way you squeezed around him. “Fuck you’re so tight.” He held your hip with one hand and brought his free hand to your face and pulled you back in for another kiss. He continued pushing his cock into you until he bottomed out, groaning your name against your lips. He dragged his tongue against the roof of your mouth before pulling back so he could watch his cock slide in and out of you.

His hips slapped against yours and your hands quickly moved to his head and tangled your fingers in his hair, tugging at the soft locks whenever he did something you liked, which was quite often. His cock hit all the right spots that made your toes curl and your eyes roll back. His name left your lips in broken moans and cries, the sensitivity of your last orgasm paired with how he was fucking you was bringing you closer to a second orgasm insanely quickly. You arched your back and dropped your hands from his hair to his shoulders to ground yourself. “Gonna cum again Shinji! Don’t stop, don't stop!”

“I wasn’t planning on stopping, pretty girl, I want you to make a mess on my cock. Come on, make a fucking mess.” He slammed his hips into yours and moved one hand to rub and slap your clit, the action quickly sending you headfirst into your second orgasm. His hands and hips never stopped, helping you ride out your orgasm while chasing his. “Can I cum inside you, pretty girl? Wanna fill this perfect pussy with my cum, please pretty girl.”

You nodded, trying to gather the words to give him verbal permission. “Cum inside me Shinji fuck.” He slammed his hips into yours a few more times and rested his head against your shoulder as he painted your walls white. He continued rutting his hips into yours as the last few ropes of cum filled you up and pulled you in to capture your lips in his once more. As he kissed you he slowly pulled out of you and adjusted your panties to cover your cunt. He broke the kiss and caressed your cheek.

“Well I don’t know if you have anything planned for the rest of the night but if you’re up to it I could play a private show for you back at my place. What do you say, beautiful?”

#bleach smut #shinji hirako smut #tw:unprotected sex #tw:creampie #tw:biting #shinji smut #it’s the brainrot getting to me yall

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lillianrennifer · 10 months

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Always feel free to request! 🥰

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🌸Byakuya

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brittscafe · 8 months

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Would you perhaps write something angsty about Shinji x F!Reader x Aizen, where Reader is in a loving relationship with Shinji but has fallen for Aizen and Aizen her, and she must make a decision (preferably with an open ending, as in, we don't know how it ends)?

Headcanons or drabble is fine, as long as it's heartbreaking angst!

awww of course! I'm the biggest Shinji fan tho...so rip to my man in this 😭

You had two choices and god you couldn't dare choose. Shinji Hirako was your boyfriend and he was a damn good one, but there was someone else creeping in the shadows.

You had butterflies every time you saw Aizen Sosuke. You couldn't help it, the way he looked at you had you memorized. Aizen had you wrapped around his finger and he wasn't planning on letting you go anytime soon.

Your squad meeting has ending and everyone is starting to leave the room.

"Y/N, can you stay behind for a moment?" Aizen calls out, hand wrapping around your wrist. You meet his steady gaze and nod your head.

He releases your wrist and closes the door behind you. You shift your weight uneasily and Aizen lets out a tiny sigh.

"I want to have a chat with you," he clears his throat.

"Sure, about what?" you ask curiously.

"You."

"What?" you gulp and he steps closer, closing the distance between the two of you.

"You can't tell me you don't feel the chemistry between us. I know you do. I really like you, y/n," Aizen speaks softly, reaching out and cupping your face.

Your stomach twists into uneasy knots and you start to lean in closer.

"The hell are you doing? Get your hands off my girlfriend!" Shinji's voice rings out and your eyes widen. Your heart sinks down and you quickly pull away from Aizen.

"I don't think she wants to be your girlfriend anymore," Aizen retorts harshly and Shinji's eyes widen.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Shinji scoffs out, crossing his arms over her chest.

"I, um, having feelings for both of you," you mumble out and Shinji's jaw drops open.

"I can't believe this right now," Shinji shakes his head in denial.

"I can," Aizen smirks slightly and Shinji glares over at him.

"God, shut up!" Shinji rolls his eyes with annoyance. You chew on your bottom lip and inhale sharply.

"Well, it seems you have a decision to make," Aizen clears his throat and you snap your head up at him. Your eyes fill up to the brim with tears and your throat burns.

"What? I can't choose, not right now," your voice trembles.

"You have to," Aizen steps in closer, the two men surrounding you and cornering you.

Your breath shudders and you stare up at the two of them.

"Go on y/n. Choose."

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zabimarushoney67 · 1 month

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Hi😭 I've just read your Shinji "taking it slow and passionate" fic, and I am obsessed!! I don't know if you still write for Bleach, but if so, could you do a Shinji one again? I don't have anything in particular to request, maybe some edging or movie night turned into smutty. Also I could 100% see Shinji as someone who smokes weed😂 I liked that a lot! ❤️ Thank you and sorry for the long message! I love you!! 💖

Oh! Yes! Absolutely I do still write for bleach, I’ve just been on.. break? Hiatus? Okay, I’ve been on Janitor AI that’s the truth, but I have been wanting to get back into fanfiction writing again. I am definitely down to do more Shinji x reader stuff too 💖🤙🏽 because let’s be fr hes bae and I’m tired of everyone saying he’s not. 🥰💐

I have a few drafts still that I should really finish, they’re mostly bleach x reader, so please stay tuned I want to return as soon as possible! I love you! Thank you for checking my page out 💗🪐 OH P.S if you would like me to tag you in the finished story I can totally do that too!

Update: ‘God, I Love It When You Get A Lil’ Nasty’ is in the works and MY GOD it’s glorious, stay tuned! She’s almost ready for posting!

#shinji hirako smut #shinji smut #shinji x you #shinji hirako #bleach x reader #bleach anime #bleach smut #bleach fanfiction #shinji x reader #bleach fluff #so nasty

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nyimasu · 11 months

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BLEACH MEN, PART 1

───── 𝑊𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝑇𝑈𝑅𝑁𝑆 𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑀 𝑂𝑁

— CHARACTERS : Urahara Kisuke, Hirako Shinji, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

— CONTENT WARNING : sex toys, fingering, oral (f receiving), lingerie kink, rough manhandling, bdsm content (primal sex play, biting), use of pet names, dry humping, bits of breast play, cervix fucking, creampie, dacryphilia

ANYA'S CORNER : this is the first part of my bleach hcs regarding men. soon I will be digging into the beautiful world of bleach women too 🤍

you can find the second part here !

REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!

✧. URAHARA KISUKE — SEX TOYS

It doesn’t matter if he’s on the receiving end or you are. At the end of the day, Urahara Kisuke is the winner, and the victor takes it all.

“Kisuke, ‘s too much. Be gentler, please.”

The low buzzing cuts off, its pressure vanishes from your aching clit and a soft kiss in the crook of your knee follows your words, as if to accept them. Then the tender moment turns into a steamy one when a chuckle comes from the man nestled between your legs.

Tonight you lose yourself in his eyes. His bucket hat is gone — probably because you are the one wearing it by the man’s explicit request. Mind you, that’s the only garment you have on.

He’s so unpredictable, your lover.

Kisuke’s breath caresses your thighs as he finally raises his head, silvery gaze skittering all over your form until a hand of his comes to cup your breasts. The other one stays where it was before, three fingers buried in you with his thumb right above your little bundle of nerves.

“Oh, baby, I’m sorry. Do you want to stop? Are you feeling hot?

Here, let me help you.”

The slight pressure on your lower half disappears but before you can snap back at the lack of touch, puffs of fresh air glide over you and you sigh in relief the moment the man kisses your wet folds and his fan provides you a much needed break.

The scenario in which you find yourself starring as the main character is always the same: you, sprawled on the futon you and Kisuke share while the man experiments on your body. Every day a new invention of his to test out, and you’re his most willing victim.

It’s intoxicating, really, the realisation you feel every time: to be worthy of unrestrained passion, reverence even, from such a poised person as Urahara Kisuke is.

Especially if your praises for his work, laced with strings of his name and soft pants, get to push him beyond his own limits.

Back to reality, you stare at the scene unfolding before you. It’s as if every frame of it is embedded in your eyelids, yet you can’t help but tilt your head to the side and spread your legs further, fingers sneaking down to press on either side of your lower lips for Kisuke to suck in a groan. The sound goes straight to your pussy, and he sees it when he stoops over it, humming in elation at your body’s reactions to each movement of his.

Painfully so, because now the fan he’s been using to both pleasure and torment you for no one knows much clicks shut. A moan escapes you at that, and that’s when the man goes ballistic.

Needy are his hands once they’re on you again, his thrusts against the futon to relieve some of the strain in his pants are futile. They don't compare to your warmth. With that in mind, his voice breaks under his own appetite when he says,

“Are you ready for me? I won’t hold back this time.”

You nod and under your lust-filled pupils, the white fan liquifies in the man’s hold once more, moulding itself into a shape you are very familiar with. Your tensed muscles relax instantly with Kisuke’s tongue flattened on your engorged bud, this time sparing it the attention of his newest invention. Of course he turned his beloved fan turned into a vibrator moulded after his own dick.

A little joke of yours that Kisuke made sure you will never forget, just to “remind you he can have your every hole at any time of the day just with a flick of his wrist.”

Oh, and he has a portable cast of your pussy. For scientific purposes, by all means.

It’s only natural for a man of science like him, now, isn’t it?

✧. HIRAKO SHINJI — LINGERIE KINK

The man is too stunned to speak. A rare occurrence, since Hirako is well known for being pretty quick at giving others a piece of his mind. But with you, he’s perpetually at a loss of words.

You spin yourself around again, slower this time, to give him a full show of your naked self but for the lace set of bra and panties hugging your forms just right. Your lips curl in a teasing smile as you watch the blondie fall down in a spiral of despair.

All because of the lingerie. It’s always been the biggest kink of his.

Alas, his eagerness to fuck you stupid in the expensive sets he buys for you never diminish its grip on him, on the contrary.

Shinji can’t get enough to see you walking around the house wearing only a satin babydoll, a pair of black panties with little golden ribbons on the back.

More, more.

“What do you think? Does it look good on me?”

His grin is feral and it follows the beckoning sign of his hand, motioning for you to come closer. Once you do, he’s quick to encircle your waist with his arms and bend his head towards your chest. The wetness of his tongue sends shivers down your spine and you arch your back against him for more.

He notes it and chuckles, and with the most shit-eating grin he’s able to pull off right now with your tits in his mouth, he deadpans, “Not tonight.”

And with that the man’s lips let go of your nipples, and you bite back a curse. If you complain, he’s going to prolong the moment and drive you more insane than usual.

The moment he falls to his knees while leaving a trail of kisses on your navel, his hands explore the thin fabric around your waist. That alone should’ve been enough warning for you. Then he draws a loud moan out of your throat, and it’s too late.

Hazy eyes set on his as he places an open-mouthed kiss on your clothed pussy, sucking the wetness leaking through the lace loudly. He’s doing it on purpose.

Your fingers glide through his hair, a sigh escaping your parted lips as you do so. Its length reaches below his waist once again but you yank just at his roots to make him go faster. You feel his cock slap against your leg when he shifts position, tongue slipping through the garment while his nose hits your clit.

"Shin- Fuck."

Another sob of yours is all it takes for him to get on his feet, spin you around to bend you over the bed, roughly push aside the panties and ease himself in you in one go. His own pants mix with yours and it feels so good.

All because Shinji can’t get enough of the sensation of the lavish texture and your greedy walls brushing and hugging his cock.

✧. GRIMMJOW — PRIMAL SEX PLAY

The first time he saw you come undone around his fingers, with your pretty face scrunched in ecstasy and your inner walls sucking him in impossibly close, he made an oath to you and himself.

He was ready to indulge every capricious whim of your heart as long as you were prepared to do the same with his.

Except Grimmjow is prone to more… animalistic tendencies, per se. Nonetheless, you had agreed by pulling him closer for a messy kiss he accepted, digging his teeth into your lower lip when your nails sank into the flesh of his back.

After the agreement, you’d always play a little game, the two of you. No matter the circumstance, the one who eventually ends up on their back or stomach most of the time — be it against a wall or laid down on either a bed or the floor itself — is you.

Today is no different and a grunt crawls its way out of your lungs.

Furious with yourself for losing again, you whip your head to the side and stare at your partner. Light blue orbs bore holes in yours as he bares his teeth at you and grunts, just to spite you, to which you reply by licking the sliver of his arm’s skin you can reach before biting the flesh. Blood spills from the tiny wound and Grimmjow straight out hisses now, his callous fingers forcefully running through your hair to keep you in place. “You fucking bit me, woman.”

Your knees, pressed on either side of his waist, quiver around him. But you don’t back off and reply with a heated, “What about it? You deserve it.

You cheated today.”

His whole body is caging you on the floor of his residence in the Hueco Mundo, and the coolness radiating from it balances out the heatwave engulfing your senses. He’s a breadth away from literally tearing all your clothes apart with his teeth.

"You're just a sore loser who talks back too much for my liking. I'm faster and stronger than you. It's only natural for me to win, woman. Uhm, what should I do with you?" his smirk borders sadism when his dominant hand wraps around your throat. Not enough to cut the air out of you, but tight to the point where you throw your head back and pant.

The Arrancar has fucked you so many times using all of his antics that now nothing he does really scares you anymore, rather it riles you up.

And seeing you so boundless turns him on in a split second.

His hair kisses your body as the sound of fabric being torn apart buzzes in your ears. Your pants, shirt and underwear? Gone. Ripped to shreds by the Espada’s touch.

Grimmjow is really destroying your wardrobe each time he’s in a hurry to fuck you, and you bite the expanse of flesh between his thumb and pointer finger on your throat in retaliation.

He stops in his tracks, and the look he pins you down with is positively murderous.

“You tryin’ to make yourself bleed till morning?”

"What if I am? What are you going to do about it?" you challenge him with your eyes and buck your hips upward to meet his clothed ones halfway. His startled grunt persuades you to do it again.

But this time his hold on you slides to your hips, and he anchors himself on them with his free hand while the one on your throat snakes down to palm himself through his pants.

It doesn't take long for your jaw to go slack at the sight of the prominent outline of his erection and Grimmjow nips at the expanse of skin behind your ear before growling:

“Want my cock so bad, woman? Take it, then”, his last piece of cloth rolls down to his knees, too impatient to take it off unlike his sash and jacket.

“Make me feel good, yeah?”

Eyes roll in the back of your head once you feel his tip prod at your entrance. He falls on the heavier side, and his generous girth fills you up to the brim in a moment.

Once he feels you relax a bit around him, his thrusts gain momentum and he drives himself so deep in you by grabbing you by the back of your thighs to shove them closer to your torso that tears roll down your cheeks without you noticing. Grimmjow kisses your cervix over and over again while his tongue licks clean your cheeks.

He adores how glassy your eyes turn whenever he's balls deep in you, how fragments of tears get stuck in your pretty eyelashes.

"Grimmjow." his names tumbles off your lips so naturally and he fights against his instincts, the urge to flip you on your back and claim you in the most primal position.

He feigns ignorance and sink his fingers further in your flesh. "What?"

"Come in me. I need to f-feel you."

Your fingers somehow wander on his body as you say so, and with whatever strength is left, your nails climb up his back to trace with unbridled fury the lines and curves of the number '6' tattooed on him. The man's grunts grow in volume and you respond with an elated laugh laced with wanting.

He looks down at you, and his lips clash against yours in a battle for dominance, a battle with no holds barred.

Despite being considered too raw for anyone else, Grimmjow has some tiny pieces of humanity left in him and as he slows down to hover over you and cum into your pulsing walls with a low groan — he refuses to do so elsewhere — his bites on your chin and short hums chanted against your neck while you clench around him are somewhat tender.

Who says Espadas can’t be happy with humans?

#bleach headcanons #bleach smut #urahara smut #urahara x you #urahara x reader #shinji hirako smut #shinji hirako x reader #grimmjow smut #grimmjow x you #grimmjow x reader #voice of cassandra

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aiizenn · 11 months

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men who finger you under the table as you try to talk about your makeup routine to the camera — that was clearly live. little whimpers would fall from your throat as his pace increased, not giving you the chance to catch your breath. the filthy noises heard in the room besides the low music in the background. you attempt to push his hand away, yet he doesn't budge…his movements only make it harder to keep in your moans. the brush in your hand giving away how badly you were shaking.

“go on pretty girl, show ‘em how you get ready..” he whispers, his hot breath hitting your inner thigh. when you look up to the camera your face makes your followers worry. the buzzing from your phone is unstoppable; countless comments questioning if you were okay. “i’m okay everyone, just a small stomach ache” you answered. the noises decrease as you put the brush down and get the next beauty item. “so this is the concealer that aahh…” you’re cut off as you feel your boyfriend's tongue within your wet walls. his rough fingers spreading your lips, allowing for more than just the tip to taste your sweet nectar. beads of sweat start to drip from your face, the bright lights displaying it to the hundreds of people watching you.

your unoccupied hand reaches for his hair pulling him in more. the motion of his tongue was sinful, every thrust added more the coil in your stomach. moving your hips forward to get more friction, makes him chuckle. the vibrations adding unimaginable pleasure. “keep talking baby” he voices. the split second he removes his tongue, you pathetically whimper. “em sorry, as i was saying this is the concealer brand that i re-recommend.” you manage to say. “this is the technique tha-aghh” you feel three fingers in your dripping cunt, and his skillful tongue on your clit—flicking it. you drop the concealer and land both hands on his hair, small expletives turning into loud ones. wailing his name as your orgasm gets near, you look at the camera with pleading eyes then look up. his fingers reaching your spot, you’re about to cum until the camera and bright lights turn off and his fingers are removed. “only i get to see how you look when you cum, pretty girl.” he states as gets up. with his veiny hand wrapped around his veiny, thick cock.

༊ * · ˚ gojo, geto, gintoki, shinji, grimmjow, eren, &’ jean

#gojo drabbles #jjk smut #gintama #gintoki smut #bleach smut #shinji x reader #grimmjow x reader #attack on titan smut #jean x reader #eren x reader #geto smut #໒꒰ྀི 🍥 ۫ ּ ᭡

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muzansfangs · 2 months

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How they eat you out.

Starring: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader; Shinji Hirako x f!reader; Isshin Kurosaki x f!reader;

Format: short-imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, language, dirty talk, overstimulation, shibari, vaginal fingering, oral sex (reader!receiving), daddy kink, marking the partner, hair pulling, praise kink, possessiviness, pussy slapping, edging, orgasm denial, dom!Grimmjow, dom!Shinji, dom!Isshin, small age gap between Isshin and the reader, sub!reader;

Plot: they love you, they love you so much that giving you oral has become an art for them. But they all have a different style, their own unique way of doing it. How do they eat you out? What do they do to make you melt under their skilful tongue?

PART ONE| PART TWO| PART THREE.

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Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

This man is a menace. A predator, he is keen to devour you messily, obviously. When he eats you out, Grimmjow makes you feel like a hapless antelope chased down the savanna by a leopard, caged in his chokehold, quite literally. His nails felt like claws digging onto your thighs to keep you in place at his mercy. In his shimmering piercing blue eyes, you did not fail to recognize the panther living inside of him. Grimmjow was a wild animal, you had to deal with it.

When he feasted on you, he always did it as if he was a starving man. He lapped, groaned, manhandled you to accomodate you in a position he enjoyed the most in that very moment and he even slapped your pussy, if you dared to protest.

Albeit he could be rough, though, he would have never hurt you.

Grimmjow was not a man prone to pour his heart out in tear-jerker love confessions. After telling you he liked you, he meant it and confined himself to territorial gestures and passionate nights of lust and love. His ownership over you was already established, yet he loved to remind you of how deeply he cared about you and your ultimate pleasure by spending hours with his face buried between your legs.

He could never get enough of you, of your taste, of the way you writhed beneath the licks he gave you. His tongue lapped at your core non-stop, his feline eyes scrutinizing in delight the way your face scrunched up, as he made you navigate the different seas of lust and pleasure.

As you laid on your back, his hands keeping your legs spread in front of his face, his mouth worked on your pussy to make sure not a single inch of your flesh was left untouched. You could swear you had even heard him growl as you bucked your hips up erratically. As a reflex, your knees spasmed and you attempted to close your legs. Wrong choice. Terrible accident.

“Keep your fucking legs like that, woman” he rasped out, forcing them back down as he shot you a resentful glare through his lashes.

You whimpered, hands covering your face in dispair as you panted “G–Grimmjow, baby, I’m sorry! It’s too much…” you gingerly whined, only to hear him snort and flick his tongue over your sensitive clit as a delectable form of punishment.

“You better be sorry. Look at you, soaking wet, and trying to rob me of my meal. Stop bitching around” he chided you, making you gawk as your hand reached out to grasp a pillow and you playfully hit him with it over his head.

This was such a natural course of events for you two. Moments of domestic tenderness and play time paired up with steamy activities. Maybe, deep down, you had truly tamed him!

Grimmjow groaned and slapped your folds as a payback, making you regret having chuckled at him and his dumbfounded expression the moment the fluffy pillow had landed on his face. Had you, by any chance, forgotten who was in charge? The audacity of acting like an alpha, when he was supposed to be the one, at least in bed, was surely going too far.

“You little pest, you know what? I’m done tongue-fucking you. On your hands and knees, now” the blue-haired former Espada ordered you, standing back up and unbuckling his belt right before your now rounded eyes.

Oh, well, your little stunts always led to him sheathing himself deep into you and hours spent in sitting down with a certain discomfort. Little did he know you always tried to piss him off to get pinned down like that and, honestly, he did not feel like complaining.

Not when he could mark you down over and over again.

Shinji Hirako.

Your boyfriend and his unhealthy, enervating, obnoxious obsession for doing things in unconventional ways had repercussions on sex too at times. While it was always an enjoyable experience, there were days it could lead you to insanity. Shinji loved to vary. You surely could not say sex with him was static, basic. On the contrary, it was appallingly turbolent. Along with loving to give you oral, Shinji literally put you in every possible position humanly practicable.

Upside down, preferably.

Dangling from the ceiling, ropes meticulously tying your limbs, you whimpered at the feeling of Shinji’s pierced tongue flicking your bundle of nerves. Your body shrieked, jaw going slack as your eyes fluttered closed to enjoy the sensation to its fullest. His sarcastic and infuriatingly childish attitude were reflected by his actions. He was born to tease you, to break you down piece by piece, until you were nothing but a whining mass of sweat and pleas.

“Your hole clenching around nothing is calling me, babe. Can you hear it whisper to me? Atta girl, you’re doing so fuckin’ good for me” your boyfriend crooned, his lips still hovering over your dripping sex, amber eyes drifting down your body until he made eye-contact with you.

Arching your back, a breathy moan ripped from your throat, your movements restricted by the ropes amplifying your perception to the maximum level “Shinji! Baby, please, just … Just add a finger, I can’t do this anymore” you begged him, teary eyes meeting his cunning ones, through your eyelashes.

Honestly, you had lost count of how many times he had brought you close to the edge only to let you down on the verge of your orgasm. He loved watching you bewailing, wiggling around, when all you could do was begging him to just finish you off. It was satisfying, amusing even.

“Damn, this greedy pussy’s so hungry for me. Have you heard her, babe? She wants a finger to fill her up! Fine, fine, I think it’s time to feed her. Brace yourself” Shinji casually chimed them, eyeing you amusedly with his characteristic shit-eating grin plastered over his face.

He was overly sassy, when it came down to you and your presumably pathetic antics. Testing your endurance, your patience, your self-control were delectable activities he loved to involve in your intercourses. His divious ways of unraveling you piece by piece, watching you unfold before his sharp eyes radiated a very much unparalleled sadistic aura you had never seen in anyone else before him.

The moment he glided his finger down your slit, temporizing for a little longer around your opening, before finally burying his finger into you, made you almost sob in need. Eyes squeezed shut, you shrieked, foreteeth sinking onto your lower lip almost causing it to bleed. It was still not enough, you needed more, you needed him.

Your feeble protests did not go unnoticed, though, and your partner was kind of feeling guilty for having edged you for so long. He sighed, ducking his face back down to your heat, darting his tongue out to swirl it over your clitoris. Adding a second finger, he began to scissor them into you at a fast tempo, the silver sphere on his tongue stimulating you in the right spots.

“Shinji! Babe, I’m— Shit!” you cried out in ecstasy, the pleasure coiling on your lower abdomen making it hard for you to stammer out a sensible speech.

Out of your head, breathless, knackered, you arched your spine and the sound of your strained moan eachoed through the walls of your empty flat. Finally, he had let you reach your pined climax. Chin glistening, coated by your juices, Shinji took a step back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

That smug smile of his never ceased to make butterflies flutter in your stomach.

“Your pussy has such ‘a foul mouth’, when I eat her out. Yer should tell her to behave, damn it” he jested, earning a tired eye-roll from your behalf. Asking him to keep his attitude on check was the equivalent of talking to a wall.

“Untie me now, Hikaro Shinji. Or I will be delighted to show you how foul my mouth can really be” you countered back, only for him to snicker and begin to loosen up the ropes restraining your limbs.

After all, you were both far from being done and you were sure as hell not going to let his tantrum slide that easily.

Isshin Kurosaki.

The things this man would do for you go beyond your fervid imagination. He is not a boy, he is a man, husband material to be precise. Isshin knows how to please a woman and, according to him, the best part about giving you pleasure and incommensurable bliss is watching you unfold before his adoring eyes. One thing about him: you are his queen and priority. He would literally neglect his own urges and needs to take care or yours.

“I think I will skip the dessert tonight” Isshin announced, wiping his mouth with a napkin, eying you through his dark eyelashes from the other side of the table.

You knew exactly what he meant by that and you unconsciously found yourself pressing your thighs together under the table.

“You skip the dessert, but maybe you have had too much wine” you teased him back, albeit you played along his goofy game of seduction and shot a coquettish gaze towards him.

Isshin grinned and stood up, stretching his arms over his head, before he circled the table and stopped right next to you. His eyes devoured you, as he dragged your chair along the floor, parting you from the table with ease. He always made you feel as light as a feather, his strength something he was so proud of.

Cocking your head to the side questioningly, you flicked your gaze up to him “What are you up to now?” you inquired, watching the way he dropped to his knees right in front of you. He had insisted for you to wear that dress all day long and now you could finally see why he had been a literal pest.

His hands carefully hiked up the flowy skirt of your dress, his smile widening as you did not hesitate to be collaborative and hold it up in your hands while be settled his hands on each of your rotula, cupping it and pushing your legs apart for him. When he went down on you, Isshin never put you through too much trouble. He specifically asked you to simply enjoy the experience and pull at his hair. He spoiled you, he lavished you.

His hot breath fanning your clothed sex made you suck in a breath and he leisurely tugged the hem of your panties to the side to expose your folds to his longing eyes.

“Hush, baby, let daddy enjoy his well-deserved dessert, alright? I need it so badly, baby. It’s been so long since I did it” he dramatized the situation, eliciting a chuckle from you as his tongue tickled your clit.

“But, daddy, you did it yesterday morning on your desk! – you pointed out, lolling your head back as you securely tangled your fingers between his hair, tugging at them gently – Was it not enough?” you asked him, hips bucking up unintentionally and pulling a husky grunt out of him.

Enough? Of course it was not enough. This man loved nipping, lapping and sucking your pussy dry. He needed to do it, at least, twice a day.

Before his tongue could finally dive into your wet cavern, he knitted his eyebrows together, scoffing “That’s offensive. You left me starving, darling. Let daddy be happy, please, be a good girl” he pleaded you, his mouth leaving a sloppy kiss over your pubes before his tongue made you see stars.

Keeping it low with him was impossible. Either you laughed out loud, or you let out pornographic screams of pleasure hard not to hear down the streets.

Especially, when he left the window open for letting people covet what was rightfully his.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! I’m so glad I have finally completed this series! Maybe, one day, when my requests will be opened again, I will add other characters too but as for now let’s just enjoy these ones. As per usual, your support means a lot! Thanks for having read this piece and I hope you’ve drawn enough enjoyment to simp for those folks. Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated! Also, writing for Isshin has been hell on Earth, help🥹

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