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zabimarushoney67 · 6 days
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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!
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zabimarushoney67 · 5 months
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WHEW 😭😮‍💨
penance (sanji x afab!reader nsfw)
special request from my best friend! she told me she wanted to crush him like a coke can and left the rest up to me! fem!afab!reader, 18+, nsfw, mdni, wc: 765 masterlist
cw: femdom, light bondage (male receiving), slight choking (male receiving), inappropriate use of sanji's tie, goddess worship, pathetic man, facesitting, mild degradation
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Sanji should have known better.
He couldn’t help being a slave to the temptations of the flesh, but he knew better than to flirt with Nami so brazenly—especially in front of you.
Now he was paying the price.
“I’m sorry, dear, I didn’t mean to hurt you—”
“Shut up.” you say with a sigh, yanking on the end of his tie—his only remaining article of clothing—and smirking at the way his long, thin cock twitched as you tightened the garment’s grip around his throat.  “Zoro wouldn’t do this to me y’know.”
“Now you’re just being cruel, princess.” he whines, annoyed at your teasing.  But he knows he deserves it.  His womanizing was a fatal flaw of his, and he was beyond grateful you were so patient with him as you broke his habits, no matter how harsh your methods were.
You trace your finger along his inner thigh causing him to hiss every time you neared his throbbing cock, so hard it was nearly sticking straight up in the air as he sat on the edge of the bed.  His hands were tied behind his back with another one of his ties; in all reality he could probably break through quite easily, but he would rather serve his sentence on your terms.  After all, he would do anything to please you.
“I’m your goddess, aren’t I?” you ask, wicked grin on your face.
“Yes, dear.” he replies, voice low.
You laugh, as if you don’t believe him. “I didn’t realize I was the Hera to your Zeus!  I didn’t know you had a pantheon of other little goddesses you fall all over!  Maybe I should leave you here and let one of them take care of you—” you say, voice dripping with sarcasm and a hint of satisfaction at being in the position to mildly torture your boyfriend.
“Please don’t, goddess—” he whimpers.
“Don’t interrupt me, Sanji!” you protest, letting out a sigh.  “Now I don’t even remember what I was going to say.”  You sit there for a few seconds, face scrunched up and trying to regain your train of thought as if he wasn’t there whining, twitching, and dripping with need right in front of you.
“Oh!” you exclaim, face lighting up as you finally remembered the next move you had planned, “I’m gonna make you worship me until your brain is so full of me that you never even look at another woman again!”
“Please goddess, I’ll devote myself to you and—”
“Shut up and lay down so I can sit on your face.”
“Yes ma’am.”
He shudders with anticipation as you lower yourself onto his face, mouth eagerly starting to lap at your clit.  The overwhelming flood of sensations after being deprived of your touch was almost too much.  The scent and taste of you on his tongue, the way your plush thighs gripped his face, the soft moans you let out as he rolled his tongue over your bud all drove him wild; his cock ached for you so much it was starting to hurt. 
Sanji whimpers as you grind your hips onto his face, wanting nothing more than to consume you whole and give you the pleasure you deserved.  He was nothing but a mere mortal in your presence, blessed with the opportunity to prove himself to you.  You could have been cruel and cast a wretch like him aside for his sins, but instead you decided to bless him with the sweet, sweet taste of you on his tongue, more delicious than any meal he’s ever cooked.
He knows how you like it—soft, teasing, not too much friction or overstimulation, and he lets you set the pace, simply ecstatic to be your plaything.  When you get close, he groans, eager to get you over the brink and taste everything you had to offer.  As your orgasm shudders through your body, he is like a man starved, giving every bit of himself to you on an altar as a sacrifice to your divinity.
“Darling, please touch me…” he begs once you come down from your high, his voice sending vibrations through your already sensitive clit.
“I think you’re going to have to give me at least two more before you earn that.” you say smirking down at him, not ready to give up control of him just yet.
You gasp as he slips a finger inside of you and gently curls it, having sneakily undone the flimsy knot around his wrists ages ago.
“I’ll get you there and then some, goddess.”
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zabimarushoney67 · 5 months
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Kicking my feet and crying rn.
things op men say in bed
tags: gn! reader x op men, grammar errors i'm sure, suggestive, teasing, boys being whining and taunting (law), light degradation, metions of fem names in shanks
a/n: enjoy ! let me know what else you guys want :D
monkey d. luffy
i see him both being whiny and demanding. sometimes even both at the same time ! ineedtohearhimwhimper
"so t-tight f'me baby.."
"can i eat it?" / "lemme eat it''" / "lemme get a taste.."
"please let me make ya feel good.."
"wanna be inside you.."
"not lettin' you go until 'm satisfied.."
let's out lots of little sighs and chuckles too
trafalgar law
i need him so bad i need him so bad i need him so bad i need him so bad i need him so bad i need him so bad i need him so bad i
"breathe baby, breatheee"
"look at that...fuuucckk baby"
"look at me n say it...who's a good girl/boy?"
"play with it the way i like to watch.."
roronoa zoro
convinced he is rougher most of the time and has a thing for slight degradation. he's such a hard ass
"stay still.."
"you make it look real good don't you.."
"stop bein' so fuckin' loud..."
"gonna fuckin' ruin you.."
"mine. this is all for me. all fuckin' mine.."
moans long strands of "shhhiiiittt~"
vinsmoke sanji
mumbles in french. whines. is not afraid to show his whines and moans. is a slut for you.
"need to be inside of you...please.."
"oh it's so tight baby.."
literally just whines strands of "fuck, fuck, fuck~..."
"ainsi.. si bon mon amour.." (so..so good my love)
"tu es si joli comme ça.." (you look so pretty like this)
"va vous remplir si bien.." (gonna fill you so good)
akagami shanks
i need this man so fucking bad. but don't we all.
"all the way in...that's it mama"
"i know you can go faster.."
"feel my fingers in ther baby.."
says lots of little "mhm's"
"make daddy come...i know you can do it baby..."
"atta girl.."
"bein' so loud for me huh baby?"
"yeah? you like that?"
"feel me right here?" he asks as he pushes on your tummy FUCK
calls you 'sweet pea' and 'mama' ALOT
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zabimarushoney67 · 6 months
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💀💀💀
renji: ur meal, captain
byakuya: this is raw
renji: yeah it goes hard right
byakuya: no i mean the chef needs to cook it more
renji: on god let him cook
byakuya: what is wrong with you
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zabimarushoney67 · 7 months
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Lmao got locked out of my account because I broke my phone
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zabimarushoney67 · 7 months
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Obviously obsessed 💀
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I'm wearing black.
Mackenyu as Roronoa Zoro "Pirate Hunter" ONE PIECE (2023) ☠ 1.03 "Tell No Tales"
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zabimarushoney67 · 7 months
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Oh my 😩 I’m flustered actually sweating
after watching one piece live action, mackenyu's zoro is living rent free in my head and i have been thinking a lot of things
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with you in his lap, Zoro loves when you're on top. your back arching, exposing more of your breasts and neck like an invitation for him to kiss and touch. he'll pull himself up and bring you close for a sloppy and heavy kiss. moving down to bite and nibble across your chest before taking your nipple into his mouth and gently sucking it. he ruts into you from below while consuming you with kisses
Zoro is pussy drunk, all he wants is to have his face buried between your legs, watching your head roll back as his tongue flicks your clit. he gets high off the way your face contorts. you always beg him to continue when he's stopping to kiss your thighs
Zoro puts you into a mating press with his dick buried deep inside you. he's rolling his hips to a languid, slow pace. he rests his forehead against yours. he pistons his cock into you with weight behind every thrust, while he breathlessly mumbles I love you
Zoro loves to look at you. he loves seeing how you lose it, the way your brows furrow as you try to take his cock, the way your eyes flutter when you get close, how you throw your head back when he fucks you into oblivion
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zabimarushoney67 · 8 months
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Wow I’m so flustered 😩🥵💖
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Nymph: BLEACH IS BACK!! Have a little repost from my old blog.
Synopsis: Shunsui has a silver tongue. And he shows you truly what it can do.
Warnings: Oral sex (Fem receiving), fingering, praise, squirting, implied sex
Word Count:0.7k
Pairing: Shunsui Kyouraku x F!reader
Network: @enchantedforest-network
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Shunsui was a man of many sweet and tender words; his silver tongue could swoon and charm anyone. He could talk anyone he wanted out of their clothing and into his bed. A few sweetened words and with a charming smile to match his already handsome face? And you were a puddle at his feet.
The quick silver tongue of his easily swayed you into his bed with your legs over his shoulders, fingers curling into his long, chocolate-brown hair as he tasted you. His honey-like words of tender praise echoing in your ears. Your fingers tug at his hair when his tongue flicks over your soaked clit, vibrating it over the sensitive nerve. Your mouth drops open in a silent scream when two of his thick fingers ease inside.
“You’re such a good girl.” He purrs inbetween gentle sucks. “Tastes so good on my tongue. I could spend an eternity feasting on you.” Shunsui kisses your clit, lips melding against the slick flesh as he basically makes out with your pussy. He thrusts his middle and ring fingers into your sopping hole as his other hand pulls back the hood of your clit so that his tongue could tease it even more.
Your back arches off the bed as your fingers tighten in his hair; not sure if it’s to get away from the intense pleasure or to keep his head where it was. Your voice comes out in a keen as he ups the rhythm of his thrusting fingers, twisting them as he moves in and out. “Shunsui!” Pushing at his head when the pressure starts to become too much, you gasp when he locks your legs over his shoulders as his arms come to bar down your hips.
Shunsui looks up from his spot between your silken thighs. “Don’t run from me, pretty girl. You were doing so good for me. Let me make you feel so good, my sweet.” His tongue dips into your quivering hole, licking up a fat stripe through your drooling walls. He hums at the taste that coats his buds. Shunsui moans as he sucks on your lower lips, becoming drunk off of your essence. “You’re so sweet. Better than the finest of sake.”
You feel your face heat with embarrassment as his words sent a streak of fire down your body that settled in the pit of your belly. It tightens with each flick of his skilled tongue; each rough rub of his stubble against your lips as his chin moves up and down. Your clit buzzes, thrums with pleaure as the heat spreads down your belly. “Oh, spirits!” You yelp. Palms striking the mattress as your hips twists to free yourself from his hold. “G’nna cum, Shunsui!”
“Go head, pretty girl. Cum f’me.” He encourages, his voice muffled by your cunt. His fingers twist even more as he thrust them into you. His unrelenting tongue continues to flick over your clit, pushing you closer and closer to that edge. “You’re doing so good.”
“Oh, my…Fuck! Shunsui!” You whine out his name loudly as your walls quivered around his fingers as your slick coats his tongue. Your body goes limp as you bask in the afterglow of your orgasm. Or so you would if Shunsui slowed down his fevered licks and thrusting fingers. Your belly felt tingly as the overstim started to sting. You push at his head in vain, squeezing your thighs together. “Shunsui! Stop it!”
Your clit was throbbing, pulsing in tune with your heartbeat. You felt a weird sensation burning in your tummy and you kept pushing at his head. “Shunsui!” You yelp, pulling at his long brown hair as he slurps at your pussy in lanquid licks. “Please! Feels weird! Like I’m gonna pee!”
Shunsui pauses for a moment, his dark eyes twinkling mischievously. “Just let it go, princess, You did so good for me, Let me reward you by letting you make a mess on my face.” His thumb comes up to swirl over your clit as he places a kiss on your quivering hole. “Let go.”
With one more harsh suck and a skilled flick of his thumb, you let go.  A clear jet of liquid shot out of your body, landing on his tongue and chin as it smeared in his stubble. Your chest heaves as you struggle to breathe. “Shun….” you gasp out. “What was…”
He sits up on his elbows, kissing your sticky mound. “I just made you squirt, my dear." Shunsui sits up and unties the sash that holds his pants up, his cock throbbing against his thigh. “Now let’s see if I can make you do that with my cock, shall we?”
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zabimarushoney67 · 8 months
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Homies I’m K.O.
Monster Trio x F!Reader: Day 20
Tags: nsfw, mentions of free use, blindfolds, gangbang, degrading language, penetrative sex, blowjobs, and facials
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“C’mon, guess!”
“I-I don’t know, um-” Your mind swirled as your pussy was brutally thrust into, your g-spot being stimulated in the roughest of ways.
Luffy thought it would be fun to play a little game with you. You didn’t know where he got this idea, maybe Sanji, but you knew that he thought his proposal would be entertaining.
Even if it meant you would get fucked by two of his friends.
So there you lay on the floor of the crow’s nest, your body being manhandled by one of three men: Luffy, Sanji, or Zoro. Honestly, you couldn’t tell who was fucking you. The thought alone made you quiver and your pussy clench.
“Is it you, Luffy?” You ask, wondering if your impatient boyfriend wanted his way with you first.
You hear the pout in his voice, “Nuh uh, how could you think it was me?”
You bit your lip, hoping he wasn’t upset by the incorrect guess, but whoever this person was, their thrusts were brutal like Luffy’s. Though, you supposed the dick inside you felt thicker…
“Wanna try again?” The husky voice whispers in your ear and punctuates his sentence with a thrust. 
“Z-Zoro?” You whimper, and his response is to grip your thighs and push them back, your feet reaching as far back as they possibly can.
“Correct.” He chuckles, slamming his swollen head against your furthest walls. Your eyes roll back behind the blindfold, drool coming out of the corner of your lips as he doesn’t hold back, fucking you with all the strength he can muster. 
“Fuck!” You squeal, your hands turning to fists as you hear the jingle of his earrings above you, along with the slapping of skin against skin. In the background, you wet, repetitive sounds, undoubtedly Luffy and Sanji stroking themselves to the sight.
“Stop fucking her like an animal in heat!” Sanji tsks from behind you, “She’s a lady, not a fleshlight!”
“You’re jerking your dick to it,” Zoro snorts, “So save the pretend chivalry for outside of the bedroom.”
Sanji gives a quiet “tch,” and Luffy interjects, “Stop fighting! Wanna hear her!”
Your whimpers are barely heard over the frantic smacking of skin against skin. 
“C’mon,” Zoro urges, “Scream for us; your boyfriend wants to hear how good I’m fucking you…”
Your pussy flutters around his cock, attempting to milk him for everything he had. Zoro notices that and chuckles.
“You got a cuckolding fetish or something? Me talking about how I’m fucking you in front of Luffy… that made you tighten up real nice-“
Luffy perks up, “A what?”
“Means she likes having other guys fuck her while you watch,” Sanji informs, and you hear Luffy make a sound of understanding.
“Well, I don’t mind sharing!” He laughs, “You guys can use her whenever you want!”
“L-Luffy!” You blush, covering your cheeks with your hands.
Zoro groans appreciatively, “Careful now, Captain. Don’t promise things like that without asking if it’s alright.”
“I think she’d really like it!” Luffy hums, “She always talks about-“
“Luffy-!” You hiss, and before you can finish talking, Zoro shoves his fingers in your mouth. Your core lights up at the dominant action.
You whimper around Zoro’s fingers, and his hips slow slightly, intrigued by Luffy’s words, “Go on…”
Your boyfriend responds, “Oh, yeah, she’s always talking about how she wants you guys to touch her too! And she likes to be uh, what’s the word she said again… ‘free-use’?”
Your face burns as Zoro gives an amused hum, and you hear Sanji give a smug sounding “oooh.”
“Free use, huh?” Zoro says before sliding out of your hole, leaving you to clench around the air, “That’s pretty interesting information…”
You hear footsteps creak around you, and you assume everyone is switching positions. You gasp when you feel a swollen cock head rub against your lips, and you instinctively open, sucking on it. 
Then you feel nimble fingers grab your thighs, moving them, so they’re resting against the mystery man’s torso, your ankles at his shoulders. He swipes his tip over your clit a few times before pushing in slowly. 
“Who do you think it is?” Luffy asks, his lips against your ear. You shudder as the hands run over your thighs, gently stroking as he thrusts in slowly, savoring your walls. The tip in your mouth is immediately removed, allowing you to answer.
“Sanji. Definitely.” 
There was no way Luffy would be so gentle.
“That’s right, darling.” Sanji chuckles, pressing a tender kiss to your ankle. 
“Give the girl a prize.” Zoro laughs mockingly, sliding his shaft over your lips again.
You stick your tongue out, and Sanji moans at the lewd sight before him, his hips speeding up slightly. 
His cock rubs against your front walls, and you moan happily, grinding your hips against him. 
“So, free use?” Sanji laughs breathily, “Makes me think about all the different ways I can take you… Would you like that? For us to use you whenever we want?”
Your bottom lip quivers, “Yes, please-“
You feel a hand stroke your hair while Zoro shoves his cock into your open mouth, gently thrusting in and out of it. 
“Fuck, she’s begging for it-“ The swordsman moans, “Must be nice having a whore girlfriend, Luffy.”
You hear your captain laugh, “It’s pretty nice; means I get blowjobs all the time!”
“And since she’s so giving,” Zoro laughs, “We’ll get tons of blowjobs too, huh?”
You can only assume Luffy nods.
“Want to feel your lips around my cock, darling-“ Sanji moans, his hips pistoning even faster now, his balls smacking against your ass as Zoro’s hit your chin, “Can’t wait to wake up to a wet hole waiting for me- shit-“
“Careful, cook,” Zoro teases, “We might need to compete for that privilege.”
“Just switch each day!” Luffy laughs. 
Your thighs begin to shake as you’re talked about like a household item. The degradation was causing your core to burn, and Sanji’s thrusts were only causing you to approach your orgasm at an even faster pace. 
Luffy notices your shaking and pokes your cheek, “Not allowed to cum ‘til I’m inside!”
You want to muffle out an apology, but Zoro’s still occupying your mouth. Meanwhile, Sanji’s hips aren’t letting up, not even after your captain’s order. You’re in a pleasure-filled Hell.
And it gets even worse when Sanji’s fingers find your clit and begin rubbing. 
“Wanna make you feel good too, princess.” He purrs out, drawing tight circles over your sensitive nub. 
You let out a strangled moan around Zoro’s cock, but he only groans, loving the vibrations as they travel through his shaft. 
“Sanjiii!” Luffy whines, “I wanna turn!”
“Well,” Sanji starts, “Guess I can always use it later; go ahead, Luffy.”
It.
You swallow at the degrading language Sanji purposefully used. 
When the cook pulls out, Zoro follows, withdrawing his shaft from your mouth. Not surprisingly, Luffy quickly slides in once Sanji abandons your hole.
“Okay, okay!” He laughs, “Guess who now!”
“Obviously, it’s-“ You don’t get to finish before Luffy knocks the air out of your lungs, thrusting like a wild animal. 
Yup, this was the Luffy you were used to. 
He has your legs locked around his waist, and you gasp as he rocks in and out of you. You feel like you’re on fire as his cock rubs against your frontmost walls, stimulating that spot inside you.
“Guess, guess!” 
“You!” You moan, “I-It’s you, Luffy!”
“Hey,” Zoro laughs, “Two out of three ain’t bad.”
With that, Sanji removes your blindfold, and you need to blink a few times to adjust to the light as it floods your retinas. You’re greeted by the sight of the three men circling you: Sanji’s on your left, Zoro’s on your right, and Luffy’s right in front of you, between your legs. 
But your view is mostly blocked by the cocks of the two men on either side of you, their hands furiously working their shafts as they have yet to cum.
“Feels so good-!” Luffy keens, tossing his head back and shutting his eyes tight, “So warm and wet-!”
You throb at his praise, and he moans in response, his hips stuttering.
“Love watching them fuck you-“ Luffy chokes out, “Wanna… wanna have my friends make you feel good just like I do-!”
“Maybe sometime you should just leave her to us,” Zoro smirks.
Sanji hums in agreement, “Yeah, we’ll take real good care of your girlfriend, Luffy.”
You don’t miss how the two men beside you exchange knowing looks, smiles tugging at their lips.
“You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’ for the next time, curly?”
Sanji smirks, “You take the back, I take the front?”
“You read my mind.”
Your eyes roll back, and your toes curl as they discuss how you’ll be used, how they’ll share you. And the promise of being penetrated by two dicks at once is the thing that gets you to squirt all over your boyfriend’s cock.
Luffy laughs at the spectacle, pulling out to witness your gushing.
You watch him stroke himself above your puffy, swollen lips, tongue sticking out of his mouth as he focuses on bringing himself to the edge.
“Gonna… gonna cum-!”
His warning comes right before he does, shots of hot cum decorating your pussy lips and lower stomach.
The other two are right behind him, The blond and green-haired man cumming almost simultaneously, their fluids landing all over your face. You stick out your tongue to make sure you catch some of their cum in your mouth. When they’re all done, you swallow, loving the taste.
You’re all left panting as you enjoy the aftermath of your encounter. Well, almost everyone.
“That was a fun game!” Luffy announces, stretching his arms above his head, “We should play another!”
“Luffy…” You whine, “I’m tired…”
“Don’t worry; you’ll like this one!” He smiles brightly, “This one is: let’s see who can take care of you the best!”
You laugh, “Okay, I think I can do that one.”
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zabimarushoney67 · 9 months
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This is so cute! So funny omg 💀😭🩷
Panty Thief - Bleach x Reader
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A/N: This is the last fic with Shunsui's name misspelt... This is one of my personal favourites from the event! :)
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zabimarushoney67 · 9 months
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You may simply consider this a gush/confess if you wish.
There's something romantic to me in the complete trust involved in domination. Another person allowing themselves to become vulnerable and pliable for me.
I think its something Jushiro would enjoy. The trust involved I mean. Even in a non-sexual context. Just the intimate control involved in massaging someone (massage scenarios 👌👌👌).
Anyways, ramble done
-@dragon-anon
So anyway here you go! After a few months, I finally decided to come up with the massage scenarios/one shots for our beloved bleach captains! Our white haired angel Jūshirō being the first star of the show of course 🥰 Thanks a million for being so active here I appreciate it so much 😭🙏🏼, I hope you enjoy!👋🏽😋
🌸The Art of Touching You🌸
SS👀FLUFF💟MDI⚠️
-My take on massage one shot, story scenario thingies idk what you call them (from two different perspectives giving one, and receiving one) from 3 of our beloved bleach captains! Giving referring to reader x character and Receiving referring to character x reader
Lineup: Jūshirō Ukitake, Shunsui Kyoraku, Byakua Kuchiki
Warnings: Some groping but we’re massaging so it’s kind of an occupational hazard, medium language, roaming hands, tongue kisses, moaning from pain relief(?), brat tamer byakuya! !Minors do not interact! Mostly sfw 😜
🌸Jūshirō Ukitake🌸
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💠Giving: Jūshirō places the last box, scribbled in big black sharpie, “Living Room”, down on the fluffy carpet. Dusting his hands in a clapping motion, he sighs happily staring at the stacked boxes that laid waist to the living room. Some opened and some still securely taped from the move. Taking a lone lamp from the craziness, he places it next to the sofa and turns it on before shuffling to meet you in the kitchen for dinner ideas.
Opened Chinese containers, used chopsticks, and fortune cookie wrappers decorated the rough set up area you and Jūshirō called in for the night. “You’re so tense tonight Shiro,” you speak to him in gentle consideration, knowing just how hard he’s worked today to make this move happen.
Your thumbs press into a tough knot that had formed over Jūshirō’s left shoulder, “thank your for bringing all the boxes in today, my love.” You hum gently in praise for his good work. Jūshirō sits shirtless between your legs on the floor, his hair pulled into a messy man-bun as you took place on the sofa behind him.
A stupid reality TV show played as subtle background noise, your TV sitting upon the still-packed away TV stand. A disgruntled groan left Jūshirō’s lips now and then as you pushed on his tender muscles. “Not so rough now, babe.” He hisses through his teeth and forces his bottom lip in a soft pout. The pad of your thumb swipes in large circles over the knot repetitively. “I’m sorry Shiro, I just don’t want this thing getting any worse.” You swoon apologetically at him slowly working your hands up to the back of his neck.
You had figured to give the knot some rest before you accidentally bruise him there. Jūshirō hums contently at the feeling of your gentle hands squeezing the muscles where his neck meets his back, rubbing more gentle circles between his shoulder blades. You catch yourself smiling fondly when you see Jūshirō hang his head under your fingertips. Jūshirō closed his eyes, fighting off the sleep that hung over him with each rotation.
Massage work quickly became mindless with the passing time. Cackling loudly at the TV, you followed along with the episode. This show was straight ridiculous, with it’s over dramatized couples fighting for pathetic reasons. It gave you something to focus on as your hands gripped and groped your boyfriends strong arms —the same ones you couldn’t wait to be held in later. Jūshirō sat quietly with his arms hanging over your knees, holding onto your shins with his large hands.
Gentle moans leave his mouth as you hit a tense spot under his bicep. His soft noises turn your attention there forcing your movements into soft kneads, running the muscle up and down under your palm.
Jūshirō’s lanky body melted like putty as you molded and reworked all the spots once more. Rolling his head into your lap his eyes landed in yours. “I love it when you touch me,” his voice sounding soft and faint. He’s so pretty, you thought as your heart fluttered from the look on his sleepy face, it bloomed a blushing smile on your own. “Well, I love touching you,” you cooed sweetly at him, placing your hands on his face you leaned in to place a kiss on his soft lips.
Move in day had been a success, now your life together can truly start. Forever is out there somewhere but it started here, in this peaceful serenity first.
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💠Receiving: These late hours were surely going to be the death of you at some point, you thought rolling your neck around. Stretching your arms in front of you and locking your fingers together, you swivel around in your desk chair. “Time to finally leave,” you sang happily grabbing your purse and keys from besides your desk drawer.
The office was in desperate need of overtime workers, and making a little more cash sounded pretty good to you when the email was sent out. It originally was only planned over the holidays but it bled further into the advancing Spring Semester Quota. The money was good, but it was leaving your relationship stagnant and tense, and you solemnly missed your husband, his gentle embrace, his dazzling smile.
Spending more time at the office and less of it at home made for missing a lot of things. Birthdays, get-togethers, holidays, and dates all becoming stressors and ‘extras’, then being genuine memories you create with the ones you’re supposed to love.
Opening your door and stepping through the threshold, the entryway desk digital clock flashes 11:02 pm on its black LED surface. You quietly pushed the door shut behind you and took a deep breath of your home's comfortable air. The house was dim and quiet, Jūshirō was probably sleeping you thought sadly, but he had been nice enough to leave some lights on for you.
Hanging your purse on the wall rack you kicked your heels off on the rubber mat meant for household shoes. They perched against Jūshirō’s work shoes that lay so nicely side by side and up against the wall. You smile softly thinking of the beautiful life you’ve managed to create with the man you love.
“Are you just getting home?” Jūshirō’s smooth, quiet voice jolts you from your reminiscent thoughts and thwarted you back into reality. “I thought you’d be in bed by now,” you say in surprise to his sudden appearance on the stairway. “Couldn’t sleep,” he sighed leaning an elbow on the column to the railing. “I’m sorry to hear that,” you spoke, sounding rigid —this wasn’t like either of you but going weeks, months, probably, without one another has deeply rooted this uncomfortable tension. For you anyway.
You nervously bit your bottom lip and looked down at your toes as they wiggled on the cool, dark wood floor. “How was your day,” Jūshirō pushes, noticing the slight discomfort you presented in his presence. “Long. Exhausting, you know. The usual.” You sighed out, chuckling to yourself by your nervous reaction to your husband. It didn’t feel as if you had been married to him for 10 years, but you certainly had. Getting married in your early twenties, and starting adulthood early got you here, in your own beautiful home with Jūshirō.
Taking a the last step down to your level, Jūshirō prowls behind you like a tiger, eying you up and down in your sleek pencil skirt and frilly white blouse, admiring how fitted it was around your waist. “What are you doing?” You ask stilling in your spot as he stood at your back. “What I can’t hug my wife?” “Maybe, give her a much needed massage after a long day?” Jūshirō chides you jokingly.
He laughs heartily, draping his arms around you from behind, swaddling you up against his solid chest, trapping you there. “I just-,” you stop, feeling an ache in your chest. “You work a lot.” Jūshirō began, “but, that will never change how much I love you.” His patience and fiery warmth, left you with fuzzy feelings and a deep blush covering your face. Tears collected at your corners, threatening to fall down your cheeks as you had assumed Jūshirō was fed up with your schedule.
He gently released you with a kiss on your temple. His big hands landed on your slouching shoulders. With steady and continuous pressure, he squeezed and unsqueezed your exhausted body. Pressing and ringing out your built up, untamed stress. For weeks, it had felt like the world was taking residence upon your back. Getting heavier with each passing week of long days, and 35+ hours of overtime. Jūshirō provided you with the care you desired at the exact moment you truly needed it.
Jūshirō pressed both thumbs in between your shoulder blades and rubbed in deep circles there. He could feel your upper back crack under his thumb pads. You groaned deeply with his generously applied pressure in the sorest part of your body. Your slouching habit had developed and matured to an unhealthy amount of time spent that way. You swore to yourself to correct it eventually, and Jūshirō’s loving massage was helping wonders, you couldn’t possibly ruin it by slouching more tomorrow.
Moving his fingers up to your neck, Jūshirō pushes your head down to elongate your muscles and making his thumbs trek easier along them. Swiftly up and down, his long thumbs roamed, stretching out the taut skin. “Fuck..” you breathed through your nose, the pressure was hard to bare but so needed. You dared not to halt Jūshirō’s skilled fingers.
What had meant to be a quick, simple, and loving gesture turned into a long, deep tissue massage standing in your entryway. Jūshirō kept rubbing and squeezing because he noticed just how much you sank into his touch, relaxing as you stood under him. It was sweet, and the first time he’s got to see you so relieved in weeks. The comfortable silence, your soft breathing, and little groans flooded Jūshirō’s heart with such warming joy, he couldn’t resist the grin on his face.
All these years, good and bad, you have always been a hard worker and a dependable person to him. Even now, Jūshirō understood that everything you’ve done as of late, was for the sake of your peaceful life together. Even if you never noticed the hard work you put in, Jūshirō saw it and appreciated everything you had ever sacrificed for him and your happiness together.
Kissing the back of your head, Jūshirō pulls you back into his arms overflowing with adoration for you. “I love you my dear,” “thank you for everything that you do.” He speaks softly in your ears as the clock strikes midnight.
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🌸Shunsui Kyoraku🌸
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💠Giving: The radiant sun beat down on Shunsui’s tanned, muscled back. Laying underneath and soaking up the UV rays on a lounge chair, Shunsui’s long brown hair gently swayed in the salty wind as it was collected at his shoulders and upper back. This vacation was the best idea you had come up with by far.
Getting tired of the rural, in the mountains, Japanese getaways you two usually plan, this one was different. This one, landed you in the tropics of the islands. Palm trees, salty sea spray, hot golden sand, a cozy balcony, and an impeccable view of the vast blue ocean from the presidential suite, spoke of luxury and deep relaxation for you both.
A couple bottles of Tequila and Rum lay empty on the ground around Shunsui’s napping body. His beloved sake being scarce around the island, he’s had to settle for something more attuned to the culture around here. Finding out that he’s terribly addicted to piña-coladas was shocking, even for him. The fruity drink had quickly become his favorite choice anywhere you two had settled for drinks and food.
Opening the balcony door, you sway onto the warm cobbled stone of the beautifully decorated area. A colada and a chic glass filled with a sex on the beach in your hands. Gaudy pink sunglasses cover your eyes, protecting them from the sun. You place the drinks on the glass end table between the lounge chairs and slowly crank the umbrella over the sitting area. Your sheer white sun cover twirled in the breeze, slinking across your smooth skin and down your shoulders as you sat across your sleeping, incredibly handsome fiancé.
“I had some drinks ordered for us babe,” you said with a cute smile on your lips. Kicking your bare feet out and crossing them, you lay relaxed on your palms as they sink into the plush cushions. Shunsui’s smoky eyes peered open at you and a lazy smile grows across his face. “Mah, look at you,” “looking all delectable and delicious underneath the blue sky,” “my lady, is smokin’,” “and I’m one lucky man,” His deep voice purred as he pushed out his lips out against the soft cloth in admiration.
Pushing himself from his position he reaches for his colada and falls back in place on his belly. Missing the straw a few times before catching it with his lips, he finally pulls a first sip, humming happily as the pineapple and coconut flavors exploded in his parched maw. Bringing his golden aviator styled glasses down over his face, Shunsui sprawls back out on the chair, resting his head on crossed arms.
Seeing him so relaxed and carefree was rare, you gazed lovingly over his slumped body. Recently his job has become his entire world. Even at home, he spends long hours in his study, reviewing purchase orders, numbers, and stocks. So studying him now, soaking in all the fruits of his labor was satisfying for you, to say the least.
Sipping down your drink and setting the empty glass down on the table, had made room for some playful thoughts to cross your mind. Without thinking, your body crawled over his back. Spreading your knees you sat down on the back of his thighs and ran your fingers up his smooth, hot back. So warm, and such a pretty color- you thought as his burning skin moved under your fingers. A warm groan leaves Shunsui as he feels you spread your hands over his back, pushing up his spine and back down again.
“Where’s all this coming from, petal?” Shunsui hums, sorely hiding his appreciation for your efforts within his question. “I honest to God, couldn’t give you an exact answer, my love.” “I just felt like touching you, and,” “you work very hard.” “For me, for you, for our life together, and for your company.”
Your pure honesty made Shunsui’s heart swell up with emotion in his chest. He smiles fondly from your genuine words from where he lay under you. “Now look at us, living it up in the tropics,” you say the sound of your laugh getting lost in your words. “Think of it, as my token of appreciation for you, baby.” You coo. Your smile never leaving your lips, as you leaned down to place supple kisses on his shoulders.
“This was all your idea, my love.” “The best idea, might I add,” Shunsui teases playfully, grinning now after hearing your happily given praise. Your hands continue their exploration over the expanse of his back. Your eyes scanning all his delicious muscle lines, remembering each little freckle and sun spot that decorated his broad shoulders and upper back.
You knead his lower back and up his sides, quieting a moan that bubbles up as you felt his muscles flex under your hands. He’s so fucking yummy —your mind fills with all the times he’s flexed during sex, and how it drove you wild every time. This time was no different. Shunsui’s physique alone, was enough to make you drool like a puppy waiting for a treat.
You simply couldn’t help yourself as you laid down over his body and started smooching his skin. Your swimsuit covered breast pushed against his back as you arched into him. Softly licking and nibbling at him with your plush lips. “Mm fuck, petal.” “Keep doing that and you’re gonna have a hard problem in your hands” Shunsui drawls out, tugging on his lower lip between his perfect teeth. “I just can’t help myself Shun,” “I can stop, if you want me to.” You pout with a sly grin on your face. Knowing him, it would be the last thing he’d want. “No, no, no.” “Please, continue.” He spit out quickly, making you giggle as you already knew.
Your playful teasing, flirtatious giggles, and roaming hands turned into heavy panting and shrill screams as Shunsui soared you to brand new heights, right there on that lounge chair. The evening panned perfectly, ending the day with shaking legs, soft kisses, and some damn good sleep in the cali king bed. Prepping you two for another day full of adventure as you sank deeper into your week long vacation, with the love of your life.
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💠Receiving: The sound of water hissing as it’s tossed on hot stones sizzled through the air. The thick, humid heat of the sauna stuck to your skin as you slouched against the wood paneling. Shunsui ladles another hefty dose of water over the rocks, filling the room with more steam. His built body glistened, slick with sweat and his chest hair clinging against his pecs. Leaning back on the wood Shunsui places his arms on the ledge behind you, breathing in deeply as his sore muscles relaxed with the soothing heat.
You lean into his body, your towel straining to hold up against your cleavage. Shunsui’s eyes glance down at your body as you move into him, your skin effortlessly slides against his and it’s kind of a turn on — he wasn’t ashamed to admit to himself. A gentle smile spreads on his lips from your close contact and the delightful view of your towel squished bosom. “Well aren’t you just adorable,” Shunsui coos at you, blush covering his cheeks as he peered into your owlish blinking eyes.
“I figured you’d be to hot to cuddle in here,” he says affectionately, bringing and arm down and around your shoulder. “It is but, it’s a good kind of heat,” you admit smiling as he presses you against his bare chest. “This is really helping,” you say quietly, making Shunsui look curiously down at you. “Are you sore?” He inquires with a slight frown on his face. “Yeah, a little,” you sigh deeply through your nose, the hot air stinging your nostrils. “I’m so sorry,” “I tried to be gentle this time, I swear!” Shunsui pouts squeezing your shoulder under his palm. “Not from that you pervert!” You screech, playfully smacking his chest over and over.
“If not from that,” “then why are you sore, my love?” Shunsui grins, chuckling at your reaction and embarrassedly blushed face. “I did something to my shoulder,” “I don’t know what, maybe lifting something,” “but it hurts anytime I move it.” You explain, gently rotating your shoulder. You wince with a grimace as it came around full circle. “I see, do you want me to rub it,” “maybe the heat and my skilled hands can help relieve some of that tension,” Shunsui flirts, playfully pursing his lips at you. “I would actually really enjoy a massage right now,” “but don’t get any ideas Kyoraku!” You hiss, hoping your tone will sate that sexual demon that dwells in the pits of Shunsui’s mind.
“On my life,” “I just want to help you feel better,” Shunsui says placing a large palm over his heart. “Okay, I believe you,” you say with a shrug swiveling around to face away from the man. Lifting his heavy body, he flows with your movement as he placed his fingers in your towel, tugging it gently. Swatting his hand away you peek behind your shoulder, “you just said you’d help, what do you think you’re doing?” You glare at him, Shunsui lifts his hands quickly away from you as if you burned him. His pitiful face gleamed back at you, “Nothing! I’m trying to move the towel so I can get more room for my hands,” “honest.” He swore still not bringing his hands down.
“You could’ve just said that, I am so sorry,” you laugh out loud feeling stupidly relieved. “Anywhere else I wouldn’t be so on edge, but this is a public sauna,” “anyone could walk in at any time.” You rambled on apologetically to Shunsui as he lowered his hands to his lap. “It’s okay,” “I understand my love, no worries,” he grinned, his handsome smile beaming back at you. His calm demeanor allowed you some room to relax as you took your place facing away from him. Shunsui tries again this time with notification about the removal of your towel, making you snort with laughter.
Gently pulling your towel down you went to hold the front of it over your chest, modestly trying to cover your soft mounds from any random eyes that may intervene. Shunsui’s large palms run up your back, pushing inward against your spine. You couldn’t help the fit of giggles and a squeal that roused from your mouth, it tickled. “Shun baby, you need to do more pressure,” you said through your fits, arching your back away from his hands. “I’m ticklish! you know that,” you pouted, groaning as your tummy hurt from your laughter.
Shunsui sat behind you silently losing himself in his own laughter fits, his shoulders shook as he clasped a hand over his mouth . “I’m sorry petal, let me try again,” he says forcing his fits away. His sudden serious demeanor change wasn’t helping the situation, as you two fell right back into a spree of fits together. “Okay seriously, help me!” You whined out, still laughing at the current humorous situation.
“Yes of course dear,” Shunsui said with a wide smile still on his face. Moments like these were so precious to him. When you two were goofy together, everything in the world felt possible. Calming himself Shunsui raises his hands once more, this time settling for your shoulders first. His strong rough hands squeezed hard, forcing a groan to leave your throat. Gently pressing his thumbs in time with his squeezing hands felt like pure heaven, the steamy air relaxed your muscles making them more pliable under Shunsui’s duress.
Strongly gripping your shoulders, Shunsui moved them in gentle circles, reveling in the sound of your moans. Knowing he could make you moan without the sex was incredibly satisfying for him. Learning to please you in other ways was beneficial information. Especially, if you two decided to keep this friends-with-benefits thing going. Shunsui loved you, deeply, he just couldn’t bring himself to say it yet. Nervous that you would reject his offer and never speak to him again. That was his biggest fear, he simply couldn’t survive your rejection. One day though —he hoped and held faith that it would happen, that maybe you felt the same for him.
Running his grip down your arms and roaming them back up and over your shoulders had you in pure bliss. You swayed freely with his hands as they took care of you. “I’m gonna touch your back,” Shunsui warns as his fingers rest on your shoulders. “Thanks for the heads up, chief,” you acknowledge with a thumbs up, bracing yourself for his touch. Pressing his fingers in your shoulders, Shunsui drags them down to the tips of your shoulder blades. “You okay?” He hums before continuing, being very cautious now about your ticklish nature. “Yeah..” you respond weakly, feeling the excitement bubble and roll in your belly.
Laying his hands flat on your back, his thumbs swipe up and down the blade. Shunsui digs his thumbs and palms into your back and slowly moves them around. You could feel the excitement leaving as you surrendered your vulnerable back to his hands. The gentle rotation lulling the tensed muscle that was causing your shoulder pain. “You really are skilled with your hands,” you groan out feeling the pinched muscles release. “I’m happy to hear that from you y/n-chan,” Shunsui smiles gratefully, happy to make you feel good.
Not long after starting the rejuvenating massage, someone else crashed the party as they took place on the empty side of the sauna. Helping you tie your towel back in place, Shunsui apologetically shrugged at you. Shunsui was upset himself to, as he started to enjoy the feeling of your weight sinking into his hands. Figuring it was about time to head back to your room, Shunsui takes your hand and holds it the entire way back. Silently hoping you would let him continue his handiwork, and maybe a little more.
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🌸Byakua Kuchiki🌸
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💠Giving: The front door swung shut, closing gently with a click as it met the threshold. Byakuya takes a hefty swig of his water bottle before hanging his mesh gym bag on the coat rack. “How was your work out?” You ask from your pile of blankets and bowl of chips on the sofa. It was about 3pm in the afternoon, and you had decided today was the day you did absolutely nothing. It was your last day off out of the week, work and being productive were the last things on your mind.
Puffing on your peach mango vape, you mindlessly watched criminal history and murder mysteries on YouTube. “It was good,” Byakuya says as he strolled to you in the living room, where you sat perched in the corner of the sofa.
The lives you lived together were entirely different from one another. Byakuya was up early, 7am on the dot. Creating his to-do lists and making a healthy breakfast before he headed to work or the gym. While you on the other hand, woke up late often, worked, came home, barely ate unless reminded, smoked your weed, and played your video games when you had the free time. Separated, but perfect when meshed together.
Instead of sitting on the couch with you, Byakuya grabs one of the decorative, large sitting pillows and sits on the ground, in front of you. Laying his head back he can feel your shins crossed underneath his neck. “Is this all you’ve done today babe,” Byakuya teases you with a smile. “Yeah? What of it?” You furrow your brows, the sarcasm in your voice poorly hidden as you stared ahead at your video, hitting your vape again. “Just curious,” Byakuya chides, his smile widening as he lowered his head to what you were watching.
Grabbing the sides of his head you leaned down to him, “What are you gonna do about it, tough guy?” You joke as your smooch his head over and over. Byakuya blindly reaches around with his hands until he found your head, “Don’t test me little girl,” “you’ll be sorry,” he says playfully before leaning his head back once more. Your lips holding a crafty smile hovered above his, “Oh, is that what you think?” “You don’t scare me, you big teddy bear.” Your smile grows bigger as you ended the teasing match. Kissing him softly for tax, you lean back and break free from his clutches.
As Byakuya lowered his head he twists it with his fingers forcing a few loud cracks and pops, as his neck released. “Whew, that was a good one,” you acknowledged with a small golf clap. Chuckling at you he grips the back of his neck and rubs it softly. “My neck has been giving me hell the last few days,” Byakuya sighs as he heavily drops his hand into his lap. “Hey..” he paused hoping you were paying attention, “you wanna rub me down?” He asks. With a mouth full of chips and a wave of your hand you respond, “later, this video is finally getting good.” “I… I didn’t mean it like that,” Byakuya says a blush covering his cheekbones.
“A massage babe,” he says bringing his hands together in front of him. “But babe, it’s my last day off,” you whined with pouty lips, still dedicated to your long list of doing nothing today. “Please babe,” Byakuya says with his eyes clenched shut and a whine equally as loud as yours. “I’ll love you forever,” He says rolling his head into your lap, his hands still clasped together in prayer. You groan loudly with an eye-roll, “Okay fine, just stop your whining you big lug.” You say with slight irritation as you pause your video and resort to some music to fill the quiet instead.
“C’mon, Take off your shirt,” You shrug with a sigh, curling your fingers in an upward motion. “You don’t gotta sound so excited to see me shirtless, babe.” Byakuya says laughing as he hoists his soft grey shirt over his head. His long raven black hair fell down his shoulders, and over his chest as he crumpled his shirt and tossed it to the side.
“I’ve heard just about enough out of you,” you snark at him as you gather his hair and push it all to one shoulder. “Lean forward so I can see what I’m working with,” you say as your hands gently push on his shoulders. “Yes mamas,” “anything for you,” Byakuya schmoozes with pursed lips, feeling all to giddy about your hands touching him.
Leaning forward and settling there, you smack your hands harshly down on his shoulders, and lazily flail your hands across his upper back. “Hey, Hey!” Byakuya barks raising his arms to break up your goofy movements. “Behave,” he said with a grin laughing with you. Your giggle fit subsided into a smile as you start squeezing on his sculpted shoulders. You begin his massage by pressing your thumbs into his muscles, slowly scrunching your hands from the sides of his shoulders to his neck.
Byakuya sighs gently, hanging his head to give you more space for your fingers. Rowing your thumb pads under his neck, you start pushing your thumbs along the bone in an upward motion. “Shit…” Byakuya breathes his hair hiding his clenched jaw as you had already found the exact spot that was hurting him. “Right there babe,” he says as his head fell further. “Do you need more pressure?” “Or is this okay?” You ask him hoping you weren’t being to rough. “It’s perfect,” he hums a smile spreading across his face.
Soft music lulled over your nice sound system, as rain began to tap and drip down the living room windows. Byakuya rested his elbows on his knees as you continued your slow presses into his neck. “Fuck that feels good,” Byakuya groans, “thank you babe, seriously.” He continued, moaning as your thumbs find a good rhythm and pressure along his neckline.
“You owe me later,” “hope you’re aware of that,” you say with a few swipes of your thumbs. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you want.” Byakuya waves you off, enjoying his massage to his fullest capabilities. “Whatever I want, you say?” A big grin sprawls over your face as possibilities started swarming your head. “Oh boy.” Byakuya says almost regretfully, as he knew you would come up with the most obscene thing for him to do later.
After a moment of your silence, worry quickly exuded from Byakuya. “Okay out with it woman,” “What do you want in exchange?” He inquired carefully, bracing himself for something silly like a strip tease, or walking around the apartment bare-ass naked for the night. “Hmmm let me think about it,” you say softly, taking some consideration and deliberately thinking over your options. “I think I would like,” you drawl out with a hum. “I think I would like a bouquet of roses,” “a nice dinner on the boardwalk,” “and a pint of Ben n’ Jerry’s ice cream.” “Yeah that sounds nice,” you squint, nodding your head in approval.
A loud sigh of relief leaves Byakuya’s lips. “Oh thank god,” he says breathily, placing a palm over his chest. “I was preparing for something way worse,” he says chuckling, his shoulders shaking with laughter as he truly believed you’d make him embarrass himself. “What like a strip tease?” You ask curiously, “that was one of them yeah,” Byakuya’s laugh suddenly switching to nervousness.
“Fuck man! that would’ve been such a great idea,” you sway backwards with howling laughter, “can I change my idea?” You say with a wide grin and your hands clasped together. “Absolutely not!” Byakuya said shaking his head quickly and waving his finger in a ‘no’ fashion. “Oh c’mon, no fair!” You whine again, sorely wishing you had said the strip tease instead.
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💠Receiving: Byakuya settled into the steaming bathtub, extending his hand towards you he helps you in. Taking his slender fingers in your own you gently step in, the water feeling hotter than usual.
“Something the matter?” Byakuya stated, peeking at you through his free falling bangs hanging out from his put up hair. “No, not at all,” you wave your free hand, trying not to provoke him in any way. “Why are you still standing then y/n?” “Get in.” His voice sounded demanding when he spoke, spooking you just a bit. “Yes sir, sorry sir.” You submit quickly biting your lip, hearing his voice like that always riled you up.
“You’re sure nothing is wrong?” Byakuya pressed, his gentler side coming out to play. “No sir, the water was just a little warm,” you say settling between his long, muscular legs. “I’ll be sure to mention that to them,” he said smoothly, his arms laying on the rim of the pristinely white tub. ‘Them’ referring to the house servant’s that were directly employed under Byakuya.
Being a big time CEO and multimillionaire came with its perks, and dating one was a new experience for you. You had never seen yourself in a big fancy, modern loft that overlooked the bustling city. Yet here you were, sipping on bubbly champagne in the same tub you and Byakua bathed together in during the week.
The steam filled bathroom smelled faintly of Byakuya’s expensive cologne, and plenty of jasmine and sage. That being the choice of bath oil he had picked for the night. Falling back gently you laid your naked body down on Byakuya’s solid chest. Your head swept to its natural position on his left shoulder.
His muscles felt good against your back, you hummed in contentment at the feel of him there. This being, the only real intimate time you got during Byakua’s busy schedule. It was always the thing you looked forward to since he always cleared that schedule, just for you.
Your arms snaked around your stomach as you got comfy on your boyfriends body, the hot water lapping just above your chest. Byakuya was silent, his eyes were hooded as he breathed your essence in. Your close proximity, and the view of your naked body underneath him made his palms itch to touch you.
Bringing a hand from the side of the tub, he gently touches your shoulder. Dragging his finger up your neck he watched as your head fell further, exposing the whole side of your neck. studying your beauty in all its glory. He swiped your loose hair behind your neck, watching as it made contact with the water, the strands soaking it up against his collarbones.
“How was your day, beautiful?” His smooth voice reverberated in the quiet room. “It was okay.” You breathed out, playfully swishing the water with your fingers. Nothing of extreme importance had happened today, you thought. You just patiently waited all day for work to be over with, so you could be swindled up in your bath time with Bya.
“Just okay?” Byakuya asks curiously his lips curling up in a crafty smile. Still gently running his finger up and down your neck, he slowly moves his hands down in the water. “Yeah, I’ve actually been waiting for this all day,” you giggle from his light touches, goosebumps popping up on your skin that lay uncovered by the bath water. The sound of your laugh exploded in the room, as Byakuya’s sneaky free hand gripped your side under his fingers. His surprise attacks were always so cute, it was like he had a sonar for knowing the right exact time for any and everything.
Pushing you up with his body he runs his hand along your belly holding you steady against him. Your squeals and happy giggles made what was usually a cold heart, warm and full. He grinned against your soft skin, slowly smooching your exposed neck. “Oh, you’ve been waiting?” He growls against your neck, lightly biting your sensitive skin. “Ah! Yes sir!” You squeak out from the feeling of his canines digging into your neck.
“Me too, baby.” He agreed honestly and kissed the bite mark gently in truce. “I love bath time with you Bya,” you replied cutely placing your hands on his knees that sat above the water. “I love it too,” Byakuya replied softly as he held you gently from behind, his head being sported on your shoulder.
Kissing the space behind your ear, Byakuya scoots back just enough to put some space between his body and you. His hands sat at your waist, his thumbs resting against your lower back. Bath time usually consisted of you two chatting, drinking, relaxing, and massaging one another.
That’s why it was your favorite, all of Byakuya’s time, affection, attention, and hands were implied for your care and only that. Gently pressing into your back with his thumb pads, he rocked his thumbs back and forth working on your tense muscle there.
Byakuya never talked about your job or what you did for a living. He simply didn’t have the time, or the interest to delve into your personal life that way. He could take care of you for the rest of your life with the money he had, but you needed your independence — which he throughly understood. But your body was always so tense and stressed. It would be wrong for him, not to be concerned about what the hell you were doing at work all day.
It truly didn’t matter what you did, where you went, who you were with. As long as you always returned to him that’s all he needed from you. So that he could care for you and make sure somebody does something about your stressed body, because you surely didn’t —brat. Byakuya smirks as his mind ran with thoughts of you.
With open hands he runs his pressed thumbs up to your middle spine, holding onto your sides gently. His fingertips skimmed the sides of your breast forcing a breathy moan to leave your parted lips.
Byakuya watched intently as he worked your muscles under his thumbs. His eyes devoured your smooth skin and the way it glistened under the warm light, little water droplets decorating the expanse of your shoulder blades. The fragrant, expensive bath oil did wonders with your tired skin while also making it easier for Byakuya’s fingers and thumbs to work it.
“You’re so beautiful,” he purred in adoration, a smile tugging at his lips. “Thank you, as always sir.” You say quietly, your body relaxing deeply from his pressurized movements. Straightening out your back, Byakuyas skilled hands move to your neck.
Gently placing his hands at the apex, his fingers wrap softly around your throat. Teasingly squeezing you there, Byakuya audibly groaned when the sound of your dramatic, over-the-top moan filled his ears. He cursed you for sounding so sexy and for testing him every single fucking day.
Stirring under the water he forcibly calms his mind. As much as he wanted to, he wasn’t about to give into the temptation of taking you right here, in the bath tub. He pushed his filthy thoughts to the side and got back to molding his hands all over your neck and shoulders. The feeling of his gentle hands and even gentler squeezes, you found yourself yawning at the relaxation that slowly took over your body.
Byakuya noticed how slumped your shoulders had become since he started rubbing them, he smiled softly to himself knowing you could feel safe with him. “What do ya say…” “We move this party to the bedroom?” Byakuya spoke to you softly giving you the option to choose. “Am I getting a full body massage tonight?” You inquired, raising your eyebrow and pursing your lips at the idea. “If that’s what you want,” Byakuya replied with a nonchalant shrugging motion.
“Yes!” You say in selfish victory, it wasn’t often for him to give you exactly what you wanted when money wasn’t involved. So any opportunity you had to exploit free time with Bya, you ran with it. Byakuya also had to be in the mood to do something before doing it, especially when it came to his precious free time from the company he ran. ~And he calls me the brat.~
Stepping from the tub, Byakuya pulls you up and hands you a towel. Just as you finished drying you suddenly feel your feet leaving the ground. A scream leaves you as your thrown over Byakuya’s strong shoulder. Giving your bare ass a harsh smack, he carries you into the bedroom against your will.
“If I’m spending the time, I’m gonna do what I want.” He fronts to you as you whine loudly, screeching for him to put you down as your flail your legs. “Bya put me down! You fucker!” You yell, smacking and gripping the skin of his back under your palms. “Fighting me isn’t going to get you anywhere,” he snarks as he tosses you onto his huge bed.
Smiling wolfishly down at your surprised face, Byakuya placed his hands on your knees and climbed in front of you. Leaning over you, his long fingers cup your chin and force your stare to his. Kissing you deeply, he slides his tongue into your mouth to toy with yours. A sigh leaves his nose as you willingly accepted his mouth, your hands coming up to rest on his face. Placing his weight on a palm next to your head, his fingers slide up to the side of your cheek as he continued with his fervent kisses.
Pulling away from you, he lays his forehead on yours feeling himself stiffen with your soft rousing moans. “I promised you a full body massage right?” He asked hoping you would just let him continue with his needs for you. “You absolutely did sir!” “And acting all sexy won’t get you out of it,” you smile devilishly like the brat you are right to his face.
Putting a finger on his chin you push him away softly, and reluctantly Byakuya falls away sitting back on his heels. “Alright,” he huffs. Regaining his composure and straightening his posture, his brown eyes look down at your splayed out body before him. With a giddy shake of your hips you peer up at him, your hand covering your shit-eating grin. “Turn over.” He demands that cold, forceful voice returning as it seeped down into your eardrums. He’s so serious right now, better be nice — you admonished yourself with a sly smile on your face, putting your brat tendencies on hold, for now.
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zabimarushoney67 · 9 months
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God he’s so freaking cute 😭💖 We love Renjiiiii
Oceanfront | Renji Abarai x Reader |
author's note: yet another installment in my mechanic!renji au! this is the third fic so far, but you don't necessarily have to read the others to enjoy it as a one shot
pairing: renji abarai x fem!reader
warnings: some heavy kissing but nothing nsfw
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"Beach time!" Renji cheers as he bops a beach ball around. It's the time of year where the sun's still up even after quitting time at work, but it's still cool outside and the beach is quite enjoyable. Renji's already changed into his swim trunks and one of his Hawaiian shirts, this time with the buttons all undone and leaving his tattooed, muscled torso on display.
"Just about." You hum and pick up your beach bag to go change in the restroom. Your heart beats harshly in your chest as you slip into the bikini— it's a simple black thing, and you wrap a blue cover up that doubles as a spaghetti strap dress over yourself. Renji is entirely too sexy and unobtainable for this adventure, but you'd be a pure fool to miss such an opportunity to witness him nearly naked and having the time of his life. He works so much that he hardly gets to do anything fun, and if your friend wants to spend a few hours at the beach with you, you're certainly going to oblige him.
"Come on!" Renji whines from outside the door, and he smiles cheekily against your narrowed eyes once the door is whisked open.
"You're a brat."
"You love me though."
"Mm."
"Side eye me all you want, I know you're just as excited to get out there and have some fun."
"I'll never give you the satisfaction of being right."
"And I'm the brat?!" Renji scoffs, his eyes narrowed and kissable lips pulled into a pouty little frown.
"Always."
Your mechanic continues to frown at you until you push him gently, and you've certainly only done it to get just a taste of what that hot body of his feels like underneath your hand. He's so solid—
Renji, as the overdramatic bastard he's always been, flails backwards and into the wall with a loud thump. "Rude!"
"And that's only a fraction of my power. Behave yourself, Abarai." You smirk and lead the way to the front door, Renji quickly dropping his dramatics to lock up the building.
You hold Renji's beach ball as he drives, his excitement practically dripping off of him as you head for the oceanfront. It's a little bit of a drive to get to the beach from your city, but if anything it's a positive for your mechanic. He's been driving since he was twelve years old, and has never hesitated to take the wheel. You can only think of a few times where you weren't in his passenger seat, and all of the occasions involved a hospital visit for Renji.
And the hardhead still insisted on driving himself home!
His star shaped sunglasses sit atop his crimson hair and he sings with all the glee in the world as he speeds down the highway, and you can't fight the smile as you sing along with him.
"Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, yeah!" Renji's voice is louder than yours, and his smile is so pretty as he glances over at you with a sly little wink.
A warm feeling blooms in your chest— Renji is so damn handsome. His best smiles must be saved for you, because you've never seen even a half-assed little grin from him. His profile as he looks back towards the road is so goddamn beautiful, his jaw sharp enough to cut any precious jewel and his Adam's apple looking particularly ripe for a few kisses—
Behave! You scold yourself, swallowing thickly and looking out of the windshield yourself as Renji takes the next exit towards the boardwalk and heads for the closest parking garage. And after some complaining about the rates per hour, Renji leads the way out to the downtown area, beach ball in hand and sunglasses lowered over his eyes.
"Where to first?" He asks you, and you hum during your deliberation.
"Hmmmm… I guess for now we can just head down to the beach and walk for a bit."
Renji flashes you a bright grin and crosses the street with you, passing by several hotels and busy restaurants as you walk for the sandy beach and bopping his beach ball around as you make the trek. Occasionally you come in with an assist, making him cheer loudly as he scrambles to bop it again, for if it were to touch the ground, the ball would simply be ruined.
"Oooh, what's that over there?" Renji points at what looks to be a movie screen setup just as you remove your sandals and step onto the rather chilly sand.
"You wanted to come to the beach to have fun and walk the boardwalk, and you're gonna watch a movie instead?" You snicker and walk with him to see what movie is playing.
"I might! I never watch movies." He laughs softly to himself and shakes his head a little. "And… I'm kinda tired!"
Renji can't help but laugh with you at his admittance, and he bops his beach ball playfully against you. "Don't laugh at me! My thirties are turning out to be like anyone else's, despite my best efforts!"
"You work hard, Renji. Long hours, every day and for years. You have every right to be tired." You rub his back soothingly, and he bumps his hip against yours.
"You do too. I think the shit you do is way more likely to age a person than what I do in the shop. I hate bookkeeping and the phone calls and all that, but you do it amazingly and efficiently, and you never even complain!"
Warm at his praise, you snicker softly. "Did you just say I'm aging?"
Renji freezes, a dumb look caught on his face. "No! No, no, no! You look great! Not a, uh day over ahh… Oh come on, be nice to me! You know that's not what I meant." He pouts pathetically, and you pat his cheek gently.
"I know. But who am I if not the one to keep you on your toes?"
"'Keep me on my toes'?" Renji scoffs. "More like bust my balls."
"Semantics." You shrug your shoulders casually, ignoring his whining noises in favor of approaching a nearby photo booth. "Come take pictures with me!"
Renji follows along obediently, climbing into the cramped space and finding no other choice but to sling his arm around your shoulders to make it even somewhat comfortable in the tiny booth. And if you angle your body into his further than necessary, nobody's complaining as he feeds cash into the machine to start it up.
"Alright," He hums gently, so big and warm around you as his free hand claims the little device with the button to activate the camera. The last time you were this close was on the ferris wheel at that traveling fair all those months ago, and your heart pounds against your chest at the feeling of his palm gently rubbing your arm. He must not even realize he's doing it, and that alone sends another flutter to your foolishly hopeful heart. "Ready?"
You turn your head, damn near bumping your noses together as you meet his gaze. Blinking owlishly, your lips pull together in an innocent, soft pout as he grins wolfishly at you, those dark eyes of his visible through his sunglasses due to the small distance between you. There's a flash and you gasp with a small jump that sets Renji off with a playful laugh, and reality settles in you as you realize he's spooked you purposely.
"Shithead!" You bat his chest and he screeches with another flash, your playful assault now forever documented on this one little strip of photos, and you already know the man will never let it go.
Renji laughs through the majority of the pictures, making silly faces and doing funny poses with you (the menace also managed to catch one as he attempted to shove the tip of his pinky up one of your nostrils!) up until there's only one left to take. "I want a nice one now."
His arm around you moves to your waist rather than your shoulders, and he smiles as he pulls you in closer and rests his head against yours. Your hand comes to rest on his warm, solid and tattooed chest, his heart thumping strongly beneath your touch. Your smiles match beautifully, and Renji clicks the button for the last flash and soon your pictures are printed out.
"Mine!" Renji grabs them first, stepping out of the booth and holding the curtain open for you so the next couple can slip inside for their turn.
Picking up his beach ball and slinging your purse back over your shoulder, you take a peek at the strip of pictures. "Aww, that last one is cute!"
"I know." Renji murmurs, his eyes gazing at each picture with pure adoration in his eyes. Truly, you're a beautiful pair.
"C'mon, let's get a good spot for that movie." You loop your arm with his and he tucks the photos into his wallet as you guide the way to the big movie screen. The sun is almost entirely out of sight now, leaving the sky covered in the beautiful purple haze of dusk.
Renji plops into the sand first, holding your hand as you graciously lower yourself beside him and reluctantly letting go after you're settled down. A few more groups come in before the movie starts, and soon everyone is engulfed in perhaps the worst film to play at the beach.
"I don't know who planned this, but I love them for it." Renji laughs as he recognizes the film to be none other than the one to ruin the reputation of sharks.
And despite the movie being old and full of cheesy, outdated effects, you're helpless in flinching and hiding your face in Renji's arm as you hold onto him for dear life. He laughs as you shiver against the chilly air, the night sky fully darkened at this point. "Scaredy-cat. I gotcha." He whispers, pulling you into his embrace fully and rubbing your back in hopes of calming you down.
Your murmurs telling him to fuck off and go to hell are buried into his bare chest, and you keep yourself blissfully hidden into your hiding spot until the credits begin rolling and Renji assures you the fake shark is no longer on screen to harm you. Sparing him a glare worth a thousand daggers, you pull away and bop his head with his own beach ball.
Snickering and helping you off of the sandy floor, Renji brushes some sand from himself and takes his beach ball to spin it around on his finger. "I think I got another hour in me, if you're down."
"I'm thirty-four, not fifty." You snicker. "I can handle a night out at the beach."
"I'll remind you of that when I catch you nodding off at the desk again." Renji smirks. He certainly has caught you napping at the desk before, typically after you spent the previous night drinking and bar hopping with friends.
"You'll have to make sure you don't fall asleep underneath a car again first."
"It was one time!"
"That I know of."
Your mechanic opts to childishly stick his tongue out at you. "I'm gonna go grab us some beers and then we build a sand castle?"
"Sounds like a winner." You hum, unintentionally quoting one of your older regulars. It isn't lost on Renji, but he keeps his snickering minimal until he's off to scour a couple of beers and a pack of sand toys. He loves when you do those things— you're so involved in his little world of business and customers and you fit so perfectly and always have from the very beginning.
His home has always been under whatever hood needed him, but over the years you've flooded that warm sense of familiarity, and he can only imagine himself under a hood at the shop, and with you sitting on one of his stools as you pass him tools and sing along to his radio.
Renji jogs back to where he left you, dropping to his knees and opening the beers with the bottle opener on his keychain as you bust out the colorful sand toys. He takes a pull from the bottle before getting a few buckets of wet sand, and you two bicker as you attempt a castle that never quite pans out into anything other than a pile of cold, wet sand.
"We tried." Renji shrugs and settles beside you, resting his arms on his knees as he twirls his beer bottle around.
"That's all we can hope for." You chuckle softly and take a pull from your own bottle. It's dark and cold out, the light from the moon the only thing to truly illuminate anything on the empty beach.
Your eyes catch the reflection of the moon in the pitch black waves, and a smile graces your features. "It's beautiful."
"Yeah." Renji murmurs, his dark eyes trained on you rather than the sky. "Hey… Look at me?"
You oblige him easily, and his heart soars at your pretty eyes as they lock onto his. He drops his bottle into the sand easily and before you can grasp anything, he's pressing his lips to yours in a desperate kiss and cupping your cheeks in his large, gentle hands.
He doesn't quite expect how quickly you push back into him, but he's met with pure eagerness and want as your lips find a rhythm with his. Tongues and lips gliding along each other, you push Renji flat to his back and wander the exposed expanse of his torso as you kiss him deeper. Despite not being a lightweight and it definitely not coming from your one beer, you feel a light haze over your mind that perhaps shields your mind from asking too many questions that would simply ruin such a hot makeout session.
Renji's skilled hands come to your soft, curved sides and knead gently before one hand swipes over the swell of your ass— with how bold he was, you're sure he's had that move on his mind for a long while. Not that you mind your crush getting handsy, you moan softly into his mouth when he gets in a hearty squeeze.
"Renji…" You breathe out, and fuck if he doesn't feel something stirring below the belt.
But alas, you're on a public beach with a curfew, and the megaphone announcement from a nearby cop that instructs others to get going snaps you both back into reality. You jump away from Renji as if you've been burned, and not a word is shared between the two of you as you clean up and begin the trek back to his car.
Renji's out of it just enough not to mourn his interior being covered in sand as he roughly ducks into his car, and silently he takes you all the way home. He catches a glimpse of himself through his rearview mirror occasionally, and in his reflection he finds fear. He hasn't felt a lick of that ever since you came into his life.
Will his foolishness cost him his home?
He gazes at himself in the mirror at home, his lips still red and slightly puffy from your kisses. What in the hell does he say about this tomorrow? Will you say anything?
He doesn't get a wink of sleep all night.
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zabimarushoney67 · 9 months
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I'm having brainrot about sake and cuddles with Shunsui and thought you'd relate💖
-@dragon-anon 🐉
Oooo girl you know where it’s at every time! I’m always feral for that mans 🙏🏼💖 heck yes I’m gonna write this! Thank you for all of your ideas 🥰 I hope you enjoy!
🌺Sake Kisses🌺
Shunsui Kyoraku x Fem Reader!
Fluff💟SFW✅SS👀+16yrs
Summary: Shunsui patiently awaits the arrival of his wonderful, beautiful, loving but exhausted and frustrated wife after a long, hard day of patrols and paperwork. “Let me take care of you my love.”
Warnings: Not many. Some medium language, tongue kisses, roaming hands, butt pats, hot bath insert (not sexual, just some teeth rotting fluff.) healthy relationship opinion.
Author notes: ugh what an ask 😮‍💨 you had me at Shunsui and sake. We love Shunsui Kyoraku, my husband actually. Our birthdays are 10 days apart you can’t tell me we weren’t meant to be in another dimension. Idc Idc 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️
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The jingling sound of keys as trembling fingers fumbled around with them at the front door. Losing herself in her many key rings, this was the last thing to painstakingly upset you yet again, today.
In the rush of opening your door, your shaky fingers haphazardly dropping your keys, ‘that’s enough’ you thought agitated. Gazing down at the lanyard, it lay messily on the door mat you and Shunsui had picked out a just week earlier. You heaved out a frustrated sigh. Feeling as if you might finally snap and cry right there. Achingly picking them up from the ground, and as patiently as you could, finally unlocked the doorway. Shunsui hummed happily in the kitchen, you could hear his low baritone voice rumble as he shuffled around in the cupboards.
“ Hello! Y/n-chan!” “Petal? Are you home finally?” “How was your first day?” He inquires from the other room just as he closed the door to the cupboard. Her silence was profound, only a lonely “Yeah..” left your lips as you sighed heavily. Kicking your sandals off, you dropped your gear heavily next to the door with a thud.
The sound of your voice and the way it wavered, your audible frustration captured Shunsui’s curiosity, he furrowed his brow at the sound of your distress. Peering from the doorway next to the hall that you stood in, Shunsui’s eyes studied carefully as you faced the wall, and gently wiped your cheeks with your sleeves.
“Hey…” “Hey, what’s the matter?” “Is everything okay my love?” “What happened?” Shunsui, suddenly overcome with worry rushed over to you and put his large gentle hands on your shoulders pulling you up against his robust physique.
Laying his scruffy chin on top of your head, he could feel your shoulders shake once more as the tears started to fall from your eyes. Taking a shaky breath, you turn around and tightly hugs Shunsui’s waist. Burrowing your wet face into his chest and nuzzle into him, not willing to talk about your day yet.
His tall frame and lazy arms wrapped you up in his warm embrace. “Mmm, I missed you today beautiful.” “Do you want to talk about your day? Tell me all about it.” “I can tell you’re upset, I want to help if I can.” Shunsui cooed to you with a soft voice and gently squeezed you. His chest reverberated as he spoke, the vibration soothing some of your frayed nerves.
“I need a drink,” you chided, your voice muffled by his floral kimono. Shunsui chuckled warmly, his body shaking with each little fit. Placing a hand on the back of your head he leaned to kiss your crown. “It’s a good thing I already thought ahead then,” “I poured you one already,” “It’s waiting for you in the kitchen.” He spoke against your scalp, kissing you a second time afterward. Releasing you from his close embrace, Shunsui ushered you into the bedroom for a quick change, while he brought the tray of drinks to the living room.
(…)
Assembling some fruit bowls and other snacks for you, Shunsui met you in the dimly lit living room. His face swooned into his infamous lazy smile as he glimpsed at you in your large shirt and panties, hands in your lap and on the sofa. Somehow, your sad puffy eyes and pouty lips always did something to Shunsui, physically. He would prefer for you not to be upset. But he couldn’t help but love how cute you looked when you needed him. He lived as your rock, and when he had a chance to be needed, he took his opportunity and ran with it every time.
Plopping down on the cushion next to yours he sits facing you, elbow resting on the back of the couch. He gently clasps your hand and brings it to his full lips, softly kissing your fingers before placing them in his lap and squeezing them gently. Nonetheless you silently reach for your sake to throw it back. Your behavior forces Shunsui’s eyebrows to raise in quick succession. An impressed expression noticeable on his face.
You quickly swallowed the fruity sake with an audible gulp. Placing the saucer on the tray, you slouch deep into your cushion. You could feel the liquor course through your veins, and warm up your belly. Closing your tired eyes, you sucked a deep breath through your nose, exhaling slowly.
“I’m sorry I’ve been so quiet..” you say humbly, sheepishly looking at Shunsui sitting next to you. “Not at all my dear,” “you’ll talk when you’re ready I know,” Shunsui reassured, his face gentle and patient as his smoky eyes drank you in with pure devotion. “I think I’ll follow you on that drink,” he winked before reaching for his saucer and throwing it back. “I can’t possibly allow my wife to drink faster than me.” “Me, of all people.” He cracked up, filling both saucers up to the rim again.
The first smile of the night appeared on your lips with his comment. “I’m always here for you y/n, no matter what.” “You’re my wife, and I love you.” “I will show up when you need me to baby” he hummed. “You don’t need to say it with words if you don’t want to.” Shunsui continued, laying his love and loyalty down for you thickly.
A soft blush lifted to the apple of your cheeks. After 6 years of being married to each other, it was difficult to believe that this man could still make your heart flutter with his honeyed words. His peaceful temperament and silver tongue were always the things that drew you to him. His confidence, sex appeal, and warming personality were just pluses.
“Thank you shun, I love you too,” You whimpered weakly, as you lowered your head and shoulders down to Shunsui’s lap. Taking him by surprise as you stretched your whole body out from him. “Right back at ya, petal,” he smiled, his voice rumbling deep in your ears as you lay on his thighs.
(…)
Shunsui combed your messy hair with his fingers. He Raked through its silky strands, admiring its color and the way it threaded through his fingers. Finally under his care you rested, feeling safe, and comfortably recharging at home. You hum in appreciation at the feeling of his fingers drifting through your hair. Shunsui tugged your hair free of any knots, gently digging around for any that might've hidden within your length.
Sitting up from his lap you stretched out with your arms above your head. Your tense back cracked as you gently twisted in your spot. Feeling more relaxed than you’ve felt all day, you rotate your neck and stretch its tense muscles. Reaching out for your saucer and some chunky watermelon squares, you placed the bowl in your lap and pop a piece in your mouth. It was sweet, juicy, and refreshing. Another happy hum left your chest as you savored the fruit, watermelon juice dripping from the sides of your mouth and down your chin.
Shunsui had thought of everything and quickly understood that you required self-care and tenderness. Responding immediately, he nourished your body with food and drink, then your heart and soul with his affection. He truly is the best spouse anyone could ever ask for. You sat there thinking, momentarily being grateful to the universe for aligning you with such a perfect partner.
Shunsui glanced in your direction. Gazing at your relaxed form, he smiled knowing it had shifted from the one he was presented with earlier. Your body was tight and rigid against his own. Your pouty lips, frustrated sighs, and hot wet cheeks were features that gradually lessened with the passing time. Shunsui was pleased knowing he could help you feel better.
“Shall I run you a bath, my love?” He asked abruptly, breaking the silence and stopping you mid-bite of another chunk of watermelon. “Yes, please. I would… appreciate it..” you respond slowly, your mouth full of fruit and sake. “Of course petal, I want to take care of you.” “I’m gonna hear you laugh by the end of the night, that’s my goal.” He smiled at you, gripping your thigh softly under his calloused palm.
(…)
“The bath is ready babe,” Shunsui’s soft voice spoke from the bedroom doorway. Throwing your 3rd saucer back, you stand from the couch. Wobbling on your feet, you could feel the liquor too much in your head.
Rushing past Shunsui in the doorway, you quickly yanked your shirt over your head. Allowing your panties to drop to the side of the tub, you ease your toes into the hot water. Your urgency for your bath made Shunsui laugh, he loved doing things for you that he figured you needed. There was never an argument or a fight about whatever he did for you. Everything he did and gave you, you took happily, no question.
It made doing good things for you worthwhile. Always satisfactory, and Shunsui was repaid generously for his efforts. Being married to you was one of the most remarkable adventures he had ever gone on, and he couldn’t wait to see where your love would take him next. Following closely behind you, Shunsui perched on the toilet seat with half a bottle of sake, offering you some pleasant company while you soaked.
(…)
“Oh! You wouldn’t believe the ridiculousness, that fool, Byakua, pulled today on our hollow mission.” You angrily huffed while laying in the hot, floral-scented bath water. Shunsui sat patiently, listening intently to your frustrations. Taking generous swigs from the bottle, he passes it back to you. Accepting his gesture, you grip the bottle tightly in your fingers. “Damn him! He’s always running off alone. “Like he can handle everything on his own.” “Sooner or later on a mission, he’s gonna get in trouble thinking like that.” “I don’t care how capable he makes himself out to be.” You sighed out defeated, feeling emotional after finally pouring yourself out to your husband's ear.
“I understand why you’re frustrated my love, but the way you worded everything,” “makes it sound like you deeply care about him, you want him to be safe, and,” “you want to be needed.” Shunsui deliberated with you calmly. “You’re a fierce fighter, and you want to prove yourself reliable to your fellow captains.” “Just give it time, eventually you’ll get your time to prove yourself worthy of your rank.” He genuinely reassured you, giving you a soft smile. “Me, and the others, didn’t recommend you to old man Yama-ji for no reason.” He declares smoothly, taking the bottle back and sipping from it.
You gazed intensely at the milky water sinking in the weight of his words. Shunsui has always been the level-headed one in your relationship. Holding onto things wasn’t his style, and he practiced that heavily in your relationship. The size, or complexity of the problem at hand never amounted to anything. Your trust in him, and your peace was of his utmost responsibility to uphold. He stands at nothing to make sure you are happy and safe, free to express yourself with him.
Releasing a loud groan you press your palms to your eyes. Falling back into the depths of the tub, the water line rose to the tip of your nose. Little waves lap around your sinking body, subtly splashing the sides of the tub as you settle in.
“Fuck,” “I hate that you’re always right.” you speak up, tilting your face out of the water. “Give me that,” you demanded, cutely grabbing the air at the sake bottle. Shunsui chuckles, giving up the bottle to your childlike demeanor. “I'm not right, my love.” “Just stating what I believe to be true.” His smile makes his eyes crinkle warmly at the corners. The sides of his lips lifted generously down at you. “See! There you go again,” you whine. “How are you so calm about everything?” “Please teach me, sensei,” you beg pathetically before polishing off the bottle.
“I wish I could be more like that, guess I should be extra thankful for you then,” you state quietly. Dropping your gaze away from Shunsui, you place the bottle down on the floor, a sad smile tugging at your mouth. “I guess this union was just meant to be then,” Shunsui says sweetly, shrugging his broad shoulders. Prepared your towel, Shunsui fluffed it up before folding it over the towel rack next to the tub. “I’ll be in the bedroom waiting for you, come join me when you’re ready.” Shunsui cooed. His tall frame leaned down, grasping your chin between his thumb and index finger he held your stare. Shunsui caressed your chin and kissed you deeply before swiftly exiting the room, leaving you alone to stew further.
(…)
You stayed laid up in the bath until it steered cold. Your fingertips and toes incredibly pruned from the extended time you spent decompressing. The water rushes down you body as you stood, splashing wildly as you pulled the plug draining the water away. Stepping onto the soft bath mat below the tub, you stretch languidly with a wide yawn. Throwing your arms around your body you shivered, feeling ripe with fatigue and a need for deep sleep.
Humming softly you combed through your damp hair, with a comb. Replaying Shunsui’s kind words of motivation in your head like a musical score. You smiled sweetly to yourself hearing them ebb and flow between your ear drums. Seizing a face cream and moisturizing body lotion, you slowly spread each cream charitably over and into your exhausted skin.
Today has been turbulent and infuriating taking a millennium to end. You reflected in deep admiration for Shunsui’s saint-like patience and gentle care toward you this night. With it, you were able to embrace a brand new feeling of calmness. Smiling confidently in the steam-covered mirror, you wrapped yourself up in the fluffy towel. Trotting happily from the bathroom, you felt rejuvenated, ready to tackle your duties as a Captain head-on once more.
(…)
Meeting Shunsui in the bedroom you threw on a clean sleeping shirt. With your nakedness finally covered you slowly clambered your way onto the mattress with your husband.
Lying down with arms propped behind his head, his ankle rested comfortably over his thigh. Shunsui’s large stature took up a portion of the middle bed. His toned stomach rose steadily with each relaxed breath he took. Creaking his sleepy grey eyes open, he felt the bed sink with your movements. He caught your stare, watching you as you curl up next to him.
“How are you feeling now petal?” Shunsui whispered to you softly. Linking a long arm behind your back, he tugged you into his strong chest. “Mm, so much better.” “Thank you, for being here,” you answered appreciatively. Draping an arm over his hairy pecs you rested your head underneath his chin. Shunsui buzzed with peaceful contentment in reaction to your response. He grasped your upper arm and held it in place over his body. With the other, he traced circles in the middle of your back with delicate fingers.
“Mahhh...” “I’m jus doin’ my job, my love,” he says kissing your forehead. “I gotta keep you out of trouble, young lady.” His tone sounded playful and tantalizing. “Yeah, whatever you say Dad.” you tease, sinking your face into the crook of his neck. Giggling into his neck, you smooch the sensitive skin repetitively, the ministration rewarding you with a deep moan from Shunsui.
“You're sure it's not Daddy?” Shunsui pouts, suddenly feigning sadness. “Y/n-channn~” he groaned loudly, pulling your body over top of him. His silly demeanor lightened up the mood of night, one last time. The room was quickly replenished with fits of laughter and joy that emitted brightly from the cuddling couple.
Laying splayed out over his body was Shunsui’s favorite place for you to be at any given time. This position gave him easy access to everything that was you. Everything.
Your fingers caress the rough stubble on his jawline as you deeply kissed the handsome man underneath you. Shunsui’s large hands rested in the gentle arch of your back holding your body to his own. Strong hands began to travel down your spine and over the curve of your hips, as his tongue made its way into your mouth. His swift hands and the natural progressions of his movements made it easy to keep going. You couldn’t or rather… you didn’t want to stop him.
Feeling him groan and stir, getting frustrated in his pajama pants under your hips awoke a primal desire in every pore of your sensitive body. The night was far, far from over. No, no Shunsui had said he was gonna take care of you. He was gonna make damned sure, every part of you was taken care of. Checking everything off his list, he was determined to make you fall apart into a babbling mess for him by the night's end.
His hands wandered over the roundness of your butt and gripped the plump flesh and kneaded it in his hands. Patting your buttocks gently he pulled away from your needy lips. He peered deeply into your big, doe eyes. Baring a smirk, Shunsui softly kissed your nose. His fingers dancing between your plush thighs.
“Now just be a good girl and listen to Daddy, yeah?” His deep voice thundered around the rafters of the ceiling stirring the stillness of the night air.
End🌺
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Immediate brain rot 🥵 yes Aizawa Sensei
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SLIMEBALL!AIZAWA X READER
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Warnings: dubcon, explicit content, aizawa wrestles with his conscience but his dick wins, aloe vera as lube, talk of when reader was his student, almost somnophilia, fingering, p in v, creampie, cum play, fem-bodied reader, reader is white-coded, described as turning pink/red from sunburn
Word Count: 2.1k
Notes: my contribution to the Wet Hot Slimeball Summer collab! thank you to @bastardblvd for letting me join! i’ve been wanting to write aizawa for a little while now and this just possessed me. hope everyone has fun with it, and make sure to check out the masterlist for more slimy content!
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He should wake you up, give you a nudge where you lay in your beach towel, but Shouta can’t bring himself to. Not when he has such a perfect view of your body, the arch of your back, the curve of your ass, the way your tits squish out from beneath you, your skimpy top barely doing anything to cover them.
Fuck, he should wake you up. Your skin is already turning pink. You’re going to have painful burn lines that will peel and turn into sexy tan lines, and Shouta has to shake his head to get the image out of his mind.
His sick mind. There must be something wrong with him. You were his student for fuck’s sake, and sure, you haven’t been for a few years now. Now you’re a big shot pro, one of the top 10, but he can still remember you sitting in the back row of his classroom, mouthy, obnoxious, still learning to control your quirk.
He remembers having to tell you to shut your mouth every single day, a mouth that he finds himself staring at more and more, lips parted and pouty, and Shouta wants to slide his fingers between them, feel your tongue on his fingerprints.
But he refrains, just bites the inside of his cheek and looks out at the waves.
The beach houses are nice, other pros having rented a few out for a nice little getaway. There are still heroes in the city to protect civilians, nothing to worry about. All Shouta has to do is relax.
He’s in a house with Hizashi, All Might, Snipe, and you, and his patience is running thin. Between Toshinori’s loud ass voice and Hizashi forgetting to turn on his hearing aids, Shouta is beginning to think that maybe he does deserve a little treat. Maybe he should indulge.
No. No. Ex-student. And the media would have a field day if anything ever got leaked. Not worth it. Definitely not worth it.
But hours later finds everyone back in their respective houses, resting after a long day in the sun. Hizashi and Toshinori are passed out and Snipe has retired to his room, probably also sleeping, leaving Shouta tired but awake, listening to you hiss every time you move.
“Jesus, I haven’t had a sunburn like this since I was a kid,” you whine.
“Should’ve put on more sunscreen,” Shouta replies. Or he could’ve just woken you up. Been an actual good person instead of perving on you in your bikini.
“I meant to! But the sun felt nice, and the waves were so soothing, and I just…”
“Dozed off. Just let all those UV rays cook you.”
You roll your eyes. “I don’t need a lecture, Aizawa Sensei,” you scoff, and the way the old title makes Shouta’s dick twitch in his sweatpants. Fuck.
“You’re right, you’re right. How about I go pick up some aloe vera, then?” he offers. He needs to put some space between the two of you.
“What, I’ll stop whining?”
“Maybe,” he smirks.
Once he pulls on a shirt Shouta leaves and makes his way down to the little shop at the end of the street. All it sells is beach stuff, but lucky him, that’s all he needs.
One bottle of overpriced aloe vera and a meaningless chat with the cashier, and Shouta is on his way back to the house. He wonders if you’ll lather it on in front of him. Maybe you’ll even ask him to help.
The lightweight shirt you had put on earlier must be too much for your raw skin because you’ve gotten rid of it, walking around in a t-shirt bra and little shorts. Have you gotten even redder?
“Oh, thank god.”
“Let me throw it in the freezer for a few minutes,” Shouta says, pulling the bottle out of your reach when you practically lunge for it. “It’ll feel better cold.”
“But Aizawaaa,” you pout, sounding a lot like a petulant child, crossing your arms only to whimper and drop them back to your hips.
“It’ll be worth it. I promise.” Without giving it much thought he hooks a finger under your chin, thumb flicking your pushed-out bottom lip. When you don’t recoil from the touch, he fights to keep from pulling you closer.
Unfortunately, you don’t ask him for help when you apply the cold cream to your skin, but Shouta is granted a look at your hardened nipples through the material covering them, the icy aloe making you break out in goosebumps.
“Thank you for getting this,” you say genuinely. “It’s gonna make my nap so much easier.”
Shouta has always been good at hiding his emotions, so you aren’t able to see the disappointment he feels as he watches you retreat to your room, the green bottle in hand.
It’s fine though because an hour later he finds himself creeping in after you, eyes locked on your sleeping form. You’re lying on your stomach, likely to avoid the burn on your back that you weren’t able to reach. No blankets are covering you, the heat from your skin keeping you well warmed.
The bottle of aloe is on the nightstand, and Shouta reaches for it—room temperature now, and squirts some in his hand.
He’s doing you a favor, he reasons with himself. Your back is an ugly (beautiful) red, and he wants to help soothe you.
His hands on you don’t wake you immediately, just make you sigh and snuggle further into your pillow. Shouta gently rubs the remedy over you, as careful as possible. You feel so nice under his palms, so warm and smooth, the dip of your back calling to him. He could make you arch further, make your hips roll and buck. Your shorts ride low, waistband just above the swell of your ass, and Shouta wants nothing more than to rip them off, but he resists. Instead, he rubs up your sides, slowly and purposefully, fingers barely dipping beneath the elastic of your bra so that he grazes the sides of your tits.
That makes you stir, eyes slowly opening as tired little noises make their way out of your throat.
“”zawa?” you ask quietly, and his self-control breaks.
“Shh, just relax,” he tells you in a low voice. “It’s okay, m’just taking care of you.”
He sees your eyebrows furrow, and you try to roll over, but his strong hand presses against the small of your back to keep you from turning.
He unclasps your bra, squirts a generous amount of aloe between your shoulder blades, and begins working again. At first he thinks you believe that his actions truly are innocent. You can’t see or feel how hard he is in his sweats, how precum is already beading at his tip.
That belief is shattered when he moves his hands upward again, this time sliding under you to cup your tits.
“Aizawa!” You push yourself so that you’re sitting up awkwardly, but all it does is make it easier for him to grope you and press his lips to your shoulder.
“You don’t have to pretend you don’t want this,” he drawls, smirking into your skin. “I haven’t forgotten about your little schoolgirl crush.” Because as much as you may have annoyed him in class, you still looked at him with hearts in your eyes. It was easy for him to deduce that all your smartass comments were just to get his attention.
“That doesn’t mean…” You trail off when he pinches both of your nipples, pulling a quiet moan from you.
“Just once, sweetheart. You owe me after teasing me the last few days.”
“I wasn’t…”
“Walking around in your short little dresses, prancing around with these pretty tits falling out of your bikini tops.” He gives you a tight squeeze before letting go of the plump flesh in order to trail his hands down further. “Let me have you just once.”
You only resist a little when he pushes you back down on the bed, face down again. You’ve lost your bra, and Shouta is quick to pull your cotton shorts down your legs, revealing that you’re wearing nothing underneath them.
He groans, groping your ass, bouncing your cheeks before spreading them to show your folds.
“Such a pretty cunt,” he growls, running a finger down your slit as far as he can. You’re already wet for him—such a good girl—but he still wants to get you slicked up and messy.
Shouta grabs the bottle of aloe vera once again, covering his fingers with it then slowly pushing two of them inside of you.
“Ahh, fuck, ‘zawa,” you gasp. With your cheek against the pillows, Shouta can see the way your mouth opens, eyes wide as they flick around to whatever you can see. Your body is tense, but you aren’t fighting him, thighs parting a little more.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” he purrs. You don’t respond, just bite your bottom lip. Doesn’t matter. As long as you let him touch you he’ll be a happy man.
Pumping his fingers, Shouta stares at your reddened skin and gets the idea to mark you, presses his fingertips into your flesh then pulls them away, admiring the light circles they leave behind. Mesmerized, he grips your ass with one hand, squeezing to create those same marks just under the curve.
“Fuck, you’re sexy.” He punctuates it with a spank that makes you jolt, but you quickly melt when he curls his fingers a certain way. “You ready for my cock, baby? I’ll be gentle. I know you’re sore.”
A lie. He slicks himself up with more aloe then thrusts into your heat all at once, stretching you on his fat cock and holding you in place when you squirm.
“Y-you said… nnfuck.”
“I know what I said, but your pussy is just too—” he snaps his hips back and forth, eyes rolling in his head. “Too sweet. Can’t help it.”
Shouta tugs you up so that you’re on your knees, back pressed to him, and he knows the friction is hurting you, the coarse hair on his chest chafing your raw skin, but at this angle he can reach in front of you to play with your neglected clit, massaging it with two fingers.
“‘zawa let me… at least let me ride you,” you plead.
It’s a tempting thought, but… “you feel so good like this, though. So warm, taking my cock so well.”
He presses a hand low on your tummy, swears he can feel his dick moving, but he gets distracted when you let your head hang back to rest on his shoulder. Opportunity presents itself with your neck so open, and Shouta wraps his fingers around your throat, just barely squeezing.
He’s so deep inside you, cockhead nudging your cervix. Ohh, he wants to fuck you so full of his cum, wants to see you sprawled on the mattress dripping with him, wants to see you ruined.
Words stick in your throat, but your lips are moving like you want to say something. Shouta pants in your ear, “what is it, baby? What do you want?”
“Wanna—wanna cum,” you whimper, and now Shouta knows that you’ve fully accepted him. You’re not mad at him for fucking you, no. You want this. You want him.
“Cum, then,” he growls, nipping your earlobe. “Cum on my cock, I wanna feel your pussy—”
Your back arches painfully, sensitive skin pulling taut as you cry out and cream all over him. Feeling your cunt contract around him, Shouta fucks into you harder and deeper, using you like a rag doll as he gets lost in your climax, climbing to his own.
He’s not sure he’s ever cum so hard in his life, thick lines shooting from his dick and coating your guts. Shouta bites into your shoulder hard enough for you to yelp and try to slap him away, but all of his muscles are so tight that even his jaw is locked. His hips stutter as strings of white keep shooting into you, your used cunt so full of him that it starts leaking back out of you.
When he pulls out, Shouta scoops some of his cum out of you, dazed as he smears it down the pink of your spine.
“What the hell are you doing?” you ask breathlessly, falling forward onto the mattress and glaring.
Shouta shrugs his shoulders. “Aloe works just as good as lube. Maybe cum’ll work well as aloe.”
“That’s disgusting.”
So is he. But at least he finally learned to relax on his vacation.
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zabimarushoney67 · 9 months
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!!!IM BRINGING IT BACK BECAUSE I REWORKED IT AND IT CAME OUT BEAUTIFULLY!!! PLEASE ENJOY!! AND FOLLOW ME YA FUCKIN IDIOTS I LOVE YOU 💖😭
🌿Lifted to Heaven💨🌿
Renji stoner x fem reader stoner
NSFW!18+💦REC.DU💨MDI!⚠️FLUFF💟
Summary: There was something extra special about being able to say “I know a place.” To Renji, dragging him along behind you - what antics will both of you get into together?
Word count: SHE LONG! 15+ MINS READING WISE
Warnings: MDI!MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!MDI 18+ NSFW! Mentions of recreational drug use, weed smoking, STRONG LANGUAGE, Sarcasm, comedic relief, Masturbation, high sex, sex in public places, Oral sex, sex outside, spanking, held by choking, Soft Dominant!Renji, rough play, some fluff throughout.
Author notes: !!!I REWORKED THIS BCUZ I FELT IT NEEDED IT!!! ENJOY!!! FOLLOW ME YA FUCKIN IDIOTS I LOVE YOU!!💖
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🌿The late summer sun slowly descends behind the horizon. As the day turns to night, the warm humid air grew colder as the moon began to show her face. Renji, the Lieutenant of squad 6, is kneeling at his desk finishing up his last hollow report of the day.
Scribbling away with his ink and pen until the most ungodly sigh rang out in his quiet office. “UGHH... OH MY GOD! Are you almost done? I’m trying to go home damnit.” Y/N sighed out boringly annoyed. She lay sprawled out on the tatami mats of Renji’s office, having a hard time hiding her displeasure of still being on duty so late into the night.
“ALRIGHT WOMAN!” Renji retorts sarcastically, sounding equally annoyed since he’s had to endure listening to y/n sighing dramatically for the last hour. Renji places his pen down on his desk, gathering up his documents in a neater pile rather than just keeping them scattered out on his desk per usual. Once organized he stands from his desk, glaring at the wall as he stood from his spot. Turning around, Renji rolled his eyes at y/n, sighing softly when he sees her laying face down on his floor, looking pitiful. “C’mon, I’m done here. We can go now.” He says calmly, before offering his hand to help you from the floor.
Taking his offer, y/n stands from the floor nearly falling back down as she trips over her own two feet and the air. Falling face-first into Renji’s chest with an “oof,” almost instantly, Renji loops his arms around your waist, keeping you from falling back to the ground. The sound of y/n’s muffled giggles from her clumsiness resonated deep through Renji’s chest. “Great job, you oaf.” Renji scoffs, blushing deep red, like his hair. This was the closest encounter he’s had with you, one that wasn’t just you two working together.
Unwrapping you from his arms, rather reluctantly, he asks if you’re okay. “I’m fine... Everything is fine.” Y/N says straightening out her clothes while rubbing the back of her neck, a soft pink on her cheeks. “Thanks.. Ren. I appreciate it,” y/n says with a smile, completely embarrassed by her performance. Her precious ‘thank you’ sent Renji’s brain into a full frenzy.
‘Fuck, fuck, FUCK!’ ‘Wait, breathe and calm down...’ ‘BUT HOW!?’ ‘How? How is she so cute?!’ ‘SERIOUSLY! What the hell!?’ ‘Look at her, shit..’ ‘I just don’t fucking get it…’ ‘Her skin was so soft,’ ‘and her hair smelled good too…’ ‘DAMNIT!’
Even with the most stoic of faces Renji blinked blankly, overthinking everything that had just transpired. “Ehh. It wasn’t a.. problem y/n.” Is all he can manage to respond. He scratches his headband nervously, sensing your embarrassment from the close encounter. An awkward silence filled the space between you and Renji until he finally ushered you out from his office. Closing the doors behind him, Renji hurriedly offered to walk you home, trying to close the silence, and because it had gotten dark out. The moon was full, hanging low in the night sky gleaming brightly over the quiet stillness of the Seireitei, painting a serene portrait of the landscape.
“I just can’t see why you couldn’t have finished that report in the morning.” “It’s not like that last hollow was anything special,” “AND it was taken down easily too,” y/n says, sounding naive at that. “Because I would actually be dead by then,” Renji says deadpan serious. “Heh?” Y/n says, the look of confusion evident on her face. “It’s simple,” he huffs, “Byakuya would have my head for not getting my work done on time.” “It’s good that you learn to do that too.” Renji looks down at you with a soft expression on his face.
(…)
This last year, you had been learning the ropes of being a squad Lieutenant. It was a lot of work remembering the lists, the jobs, the many complaints from the squad, on top of getting hands-on training everyday. Ever since getting promoted to seat 3 of squad 6 and having way too much time on your hands, Renji, took it upon himself to show you what it was like to be in his seat. ‘For future purposes’ or so he puts it, whatever the fuck that means.
For weeks on end, he’s had you following him around the Seireitei filling in for various jobs he’s been assigned to, on top of some exercises. Y/n never took the time to think about her decision to learn the ropes, which ultimately landed her here, with loads more work than she wanted. She only agreed to this because Renji is hot, so much for some free time alone with a hot guy.
Despite all of that, Renji seems extraordinarily passionate about his work and being an active Lieutenant for the squad. When he's not dealing with his constantly wavering self-esteem, he can lead a group of shinigami with ease and expertise. It’s been a pleasant time besides the extra work.
While actively training on missions together, you’ve gotten to know him as a leader first, and an individual next. You can safely call him your best and closest friend now. Renji has always been known to scare everyone with his immense spiritual presence. His overbearing, strong, and strict-sounding voice barking orders always got everyone on edge. But he's NOT as scary as everyone makes him out to be, he’s actually stupidly goofy and awkward. Being with him regularly made that very apparent as your friendship and trust blossomed over time.
You and Renji have fared nicely together, but in a way that only makes sense to you two. You're always poking fun at one another, responding with blunt sarcasm, and blatant disrespect especially when you two bicker over stupid, little things. To your squad, and everyone else around you, it would seem you guys don’t look out for each other, or like each other even, but it’s the exact opposite.
Alone together, and it's just you two fucking around and having a great time with on another. The trust You and Renji share, has allowed you guys to make quick work of any mission assigned to you. Together, you make an indestructible force with nothing standing in your way. The way you communicate, and sport valiant teamwork has gained recognition from even the more strict Captains of The Gotei 13.
(…)
“I wouldn’t kill you.” a sudden serious and deep voice says from behind you and Renji. The noise of whoever spoke frightened you both down to your bones, instantaneously ending your conversation.
“Kuchiki, Taicho!” Renji jumps with a look of horror. Naturally, y/n squeals and hides behind Renji, until she notices it’s her Captain, standing in the middle of the sidewalk. “What!?” “Who!?!” y/n speaks out gripping Renji’s shihakusho. “Where the hell did you even come from??” She squeaks, silently crying and peeking from behind Renji’s back.
“I had meant to tell both of you that you’re needed for some routine groundwork in Karakura town.” “You both had left before I had a chance to stop by,” Byakuya says formally. “What kind of groundwork?” Renji asks, still alarmed with his hand over his chest, recovering from the mini heart attack he just experienced. ‘Damn, not even an quick apology?’ ‘He could've fucking killed me,’ The two of you stared at Byakuya in shock, your eyes twitching from his sheer dense, cold personality.
“Nothing serious, just guard duty.” “Some of the shinigami from squad 6 stationed there previously, have gotten injured and need time to recover,” “I had figured y/n could handle it on her own,” “but sending both of you would make it quicker.”
Turning slightly, he looked to Renji and addressed him. “Renji, you’re going to accompany her and help her if she needs it.” “You will both be headed to the world of the living, tomorrow afternoon.” Byakuya informed you both.“Understood, sir.” You and Renji responded in unison, bowing before Byakuya. In an instant, he vanished as quickly as he had appeared, flash-stepping away leaving you alone once more. Bursting out in laughter together, you two began walking again, impersonating your captain in the most “honorable” fashion possible.
(…)
Eventually you had reached your doorstep after a longer walk home than usual. “So uh...” “you wanna come hang for a bit?” Y/n asked bashfully, sounding nervous and chewing on her bottom lip. “It’s pretty late so you don’t have to but...” “I wanted to ask,” she says, avoiding Renji’s gaze. “YES,” Renji’s voice barked. Sounding all too excited, like he had been waiting millennia for you to ask him that. Clearing his throat and regaining his composure he tries to redeem himself, “I mean, yeah of course I would,” he says with a cool shrug.
Y/n rolled her eyes at his awkward redemption, “yeah okay, cool guy.” She says giggling. Unlocking her door, she invites him into the house prompting his shoe removal. Standing in the warm open room, the living area smelled of nag champa and weed. Dimly lit with multicolored Christmas lights strewn about everywhere.
Tapestries, weird paintings, and plants hung up all over gave the space a very cozy look and feel. Y/n shambles over turning on some lamps, revealing the rest of her decorated home. Sitting on the living room coffee table, a decorative smoking tray sat with various smoking accessories and her bong.
Renji took it all in, surprised as he never would’ve taken you as a hippy, boho type of woman. “Nice place you got..” he stated looking around in awe. With his eyebrows raised, and pursed lips he soaked your space in with every breath. “Hey, thanks,” “Welcome to my humble abode,” y/n responds with finger guns as she wanders into her open kitchen, grabbing a few cups and juice for refreshment. 
“Sorry if it’s messy, I don’t have a lot of people over,” Y/n says apologetically. “I just kind of hang out here by myself most of the time,” she says justifying her wild surroundings. “Nah. It’s cool in here,” “I like your style.” “I would hang out here all the time too if my house looked like this.” Renji says confidently before taking a load off on your couch, getting entirely too comfortable there with his foot up on your coffee table. The remark he made was sent straight to your face, boosting your already inflated ego. Blushing hard, y/n puts the full glasses of dark red juice on the table and sits next to Renji, her thigh resting against his.
Turning on music through her game console, y/n relaxed into her couch skipping through the various songs on one of her playlists. Finally choosing some Mac Miller to set the vibe for the night. “I don’t know if you smoke weed,” “but I haven’t all day,” “and I really fucking need to,” y/n says impatiently. “I already rolled a joint this morning before I left for..” y/n trailed off remembering that she IS talking to her Lieutenant, and not one of her regular dude bros. “Uhh..” y/n says embarrassed. Funeral, plays in the background bouncing around on walls from the sudden moment of silence between you and Renji.
“That was probably super stupid to ask huh?” Y/N choked out, making Renji laugh out loud, furthering your embarrassment. “Of course I do y/n” “I mean, not all the time,” “but every now and then,” Renji claimed still fighting his fits of laughter. “When I’m in the world of the living, I usually will.” He continued. ‘If this becomes a thing, you’ll be smoking all of the time…’ y/n thinks in hopeful desire.
“Where did you even get all of that, anyway?” Renji questioned curiously, leaning forward to take a sip of his drink. He vaguely gestured at your setup, and the half oz. sitting on the coffee table. Feeling incredibly relieved y/n nonchalantly responds, “From Kisuke..” “Urahara..”. Y/n cracks up at the way Renji’s face contorted in disbelief. “KISUKE?!?” He spits, almost choking on his drink. “I’m pretty sure I heard you right!” “We’re talking about the same white-haired shopkeeper??” Renji asks, still not believing you. “Yes! from Kisuke,” “He’s my plug.” Y/n says, desperately holding her violent snickering back. Renji’s jaw fell to the floor, “I never would’ve guessed that old geezer knew anything about weed,” “but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised,” Renji chuckled.
After some pleasant conversation, good laughs, good jams, and a few flirtatious remarks y/n takes her pristinely rolled joint, lighting it up. Taking her first hit, y/n french inhaled artfully before breathing out the thick white smoke. A white film fills the open space in a fragrant haze.
After her second hit, she passes it to Renji, ungraciously coughing as he delicately takes it from her fingers. Sinking back into the couch, relaxed with his knees spread, Renji licks his lips and takes the joint between them, looking very natural with a joint there. ‘Damn... I could watch this all night..’ y/n stares dreamily at his relaxed form, little stars within her eyes.
Looking like a professional stoner, Renji blows a ghost before sucking his entire hit in and exhaling the smoke heavily. Coughing slightly but nowhere near as badly as y/n, he takes another hit. His next hit came out of his nose like a dragon, filling the space once more between you and him as he went to pass it back to you. ‘Holy shit… that was hot as fuck,’ ‘has he always had such a nice jawline?..’ you think nearly drooling on yourself, biting your lip. Snapping back to reality y/n coughed, clearing her throat when Renji’s gaze flickered back to hers. Looking away, she blushes as she shakily takes the joint back. Keeping the rotation going, y/n tried hard not to crack under the pressure of being in front of such a divine man.
(…)
The silence that had slithered between you and Renji was deafening, to say the least.
The sound of music seemed to be a lot louder than before. Yeah, it was way louder than y/n remembered. Fidgeting in her spot next to Renji awkwardly, y/n stared blankly in front of her. Glazed and glassy eyes observing the tv while Jaws — by Sleep Token slowly scrolled back and forth on the screen. Self-consciously y/n avoided any physical touch, and eye contact with the hunk of a man sitting next to her. He was so warm, she could feel the heat rise from his sculpted body. ‘Jesus Christ, someone send help! S.O.S’ ‘This man is too fucking hot!’ y/n’s brain quickly melted down, screaming at her to just say something to him.
The combination of being high as fuck, the building nerves, and her crushing desire for Renji made every imaginable thing difficult. ‘What do I even say?.’ Her brain desperately thought of ways to end the unbearable silence. Y/n swallowed hard, reaching for the juice to quench her intense cotton mouth.
Nothing made any sense, y/n cognitively ceased to function next to Renji while her brain “trouble-shooted” how to rescue the evening. ‘We get along,’ ‘Well... for the most part,’ ‘We like similar things,’ ‘He’s so funny, hilarious even,’ ‘and! He can match my sarcasm to a T.’ ‘Why can’t I talk to him??’
Her brain ran aimlessly, with nothing but empty, horny thoughts gathering and rotating. The same reasons Renji made you nervous, we're the same reasons why you liked him so much. This man was what living people deemed “Heaven on Earth.” That was an expression you heard one time, and it perfectly described Renji for you. You could only hope, and wish that he felt the same for you.
(…)
Deeply immersed within your thoughts, there was a familiar thumping coming from the depths of your groin. The twitching and swelling grew stronger when her thoughts dove head first into the gutter. Y/n’s whole body stiffened when her intense imagination envisioned Renji taking complete control over her body, barking his orders and forcing her into complete submission.
The thought of his rough calloused hands gripping at her skin, and pulling her hair playfully danced and teased all of her senses. “Well...” Y/n cleared her throat, “It’s getting really late,” “and... Uh,” “we have actual work to do tomorrow so...” Y/N says awkwardly, furrowing her brow and shaking her head. ‘OH GOOD ONE, ME’ she screams internally, anxiously twirling her thumbs in her lap. “I should probably head back home...” Renji chuckles. With his hands on his knees, he turns his head toward you, side-smirking in your direction. “Thanks for hanging out with me.” He says smoothly with a grin. Releasing a sleepy groan, Renji hoists himself up from his seat and stretches out with his arms above his head before moving any further.
(…)
Guiding him to the front door and watching him fumble with his sandals, y/n showed him out. Renji stops at the doorway, turning around to look down at you, he smiles genuinely. “So…” he hums very sing-song-like, raising an eyebrow as he starts his send-off. “I’ll see you tomorrow then, right y/n?” taking ahold of your hand, Renji brought it to his lips. Gently kissing each of your knuckles, his golden brown eyes bore into your soul. There was something primal, and wild almost, in his eye contact with you. The way his soft lips seemed to burn your skin with each swooning kiss, sent shivers down your spine and left your slit soaking the cotton insert of panties.
Renji’s long, vibrant red ponytail sat perfectly on his broad shoulders. Peering at you with bloodshot and hungry eyes, the weed coursing his body made Renji all the more confident toward you. The smell of your weed, mixed with his clean, manly cologne made the statically charged air intoxicating to breathe in. ‘Oh, fuck me..’ y/n’s mouth drops slightly as she watches his plush lips kiss each of her knuckles gently.
Staring up at the towering Renji, the thumping returned. Feeling much stronger now, the trembling in her knees was new. The feelings that roused inside made y/n gulp forcibly with this exchange. Silently praying to the soul king, she hoped Renji wouldn’t recognize how sweaty her hands were in that moment.
Pressing her thighs tightly together, y/n panicked wishing that was enough to keep her arousal in check. “Yeah, of course,” “See you tomorrow Ren, I hope you have a Good night.” She responded quietly. “Goodnight y/n, sweet dreams beautiful,” Renji says, before quickly departing down your stairs.
Closing the door gently behind him y/n falls into complete hysteria. ‘WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT?!’ Y/n questions, quietly screaming to herself. Throwing the hand he kissed up, she flailed it around in the air mouthing incoherent ramblings and insanities. Sinking to the floor against the door, there she sat, a total blushing, and crushing mess.
(…)
After a long sleepless night of tossing and turning, and seeing nothing but y/n in his dreams, Renji suddenly awakens in a cold sweat. He gasped for air as his tired eyes creaked open, searching the ceiling. It was early morning now, much to his disbelief. The bright daylight was blocked by his blackout curtains. The room was dark, feeling cool and refreshing from the heat of the summer sun, and Renji’s highly spiked body temperature.
Renji laid in his bed completely naked and sprawled out over the plush surface. Finally waking up to his empty reality, his heart pounded loudly in his chest. It beat so hard he swore he could hear it through his ribcage, and feel it pumping the blood down to his toes.
Swallowing hard, he rubbed his forehead and sighed outwardly, “just a dream,” he croaked to himself. ‘Damn... She’s something else.’ ‘I haven’t had dreams like that in years.’ ‘She’s so gorgeous...’ Renji praised you in his head countless times, over and over. He throughly enjoyed the image of you in the morning, as he pondered back to his dreams and closed his eyes. Blush crept on his face as the sound of your sweet moans escaped your mouth, fluttering through his eardrums. Renji groaned as he vividly remembered how they were caused by his own hands, and entertained that thought for awhile.
His mind recollected the feeling of your fingernails, how they dragged down the skin of his back, and the stinging burn that followed. He remembered the sound of him pounding himself into you and how you pleaded for him to fill you up with his cum. It all had his consciousness flying away, wanting him to return to his dreams.
Taking a moment to visualize you a little longer, he could feel his cock growing stiff under his thin blanket. Renji hissed, glancing down at the tent that formed over his lap. The little waves of pleasure rippled throughout his body as his girthy cock twitched with his thudding pulse. “Just a dream, yeah, right.”. Much to his distaste of desperately pleasuring himself because of a dream, his cock stood at full attention, begging for quick release.
Removing his blanket, Renji watched while precum collected at his tip and spilled down his long, thick shaft. Rolling his eyes and huffing in disbelief, he couldn't believe that a single woman had him reeling like a damned virgin. “Looks like I’m in deep shit now...” Renji admonishes himself quietly, before taking his fat cock in his tight fist.
With his thumb he spreads his pre around to act as a lube, stroking his cock at a slow but steady rhythm. Renji sucked the air through his teeth, hissing out a long breath, and pumped his fist faster. While twisting his fist up his length, he could feel the immense pleasure building up with each stroke. His cock throbbed in his tight palm as his thoughts went back to you. The sweet sound of you screaming out his name in pure ecstasy had Renjis's jaw fall slack with satisfaction.
Paying special attention to his sensitive head, he gripped his tip and rolled his palm around his swollen gland. Throwing his head back into his pillow, Renji moaned deeply, thrusting his hips and forcing his cock back into his fist. The pleasure reverberated up and down his body, threatening to take complete control of him at any time. Goosebumps covered his arms and legs, as his orgasm approached quickly.
Picking up his pace and roughly stroking himself, the sound of his self-pleasure filled the empty room, followed by Renji’s frantic and sexually frustrated moans. His cock was impossibly hard now and getting closer to exploding with each pass of his tight fist. Renji closes his eyes once more and remembers your soft, and pretty lips begging him, urging him to fuck you harder. That singular thought sent his mind and body into complete overdrive.
“Goddamnit, you're such a naughty.. fucking slut..” Renji says breathily “Uuughh... Fuck yes! I'm gonna… I’m gonna fucking bust.” He desperately grits through his teeth just before stuttering out your name to the ceiling of his bedroom. His orgasm came crashing in at full force, making his leg muscles tense up and twitch as he stroked himself through his orgasm.
His cock spews a big, messy load all over himself. Most of the shots landing on his tatted chest, stomach, and some drooling down his fingers and into his flaming red pubes. Breathless and completely spent, Renji relaxes into his bed trying to recover from his strong, rolling orgasm.
After a moment, Renji recomposes himself wiping away, and cleaning his mess up with the box of tissues he kept on his end table for this exact reason. Once cleaned he gets out of bed to finally start his morning. Renji jumped into a hot shower and took entirely too long to get ready his mind was stuck, jumbled with the events of his morning. Shushing his mind quiet he finally left, heading over to get you for the day.
(…)
Arriving back at your doorstep and knocking gently at the front door, Renji can hear that you’re awake. The music was playing loud enough he could hear it from outside. Taking it upon himself, he knocked again, this time louder in hopes you’d hear him. Renji stood around at the door listening to the familiar sound of y/n coughing. A faint, or rather strained, “shit! …Just a minute!” rings out, under the music followed by more of her intense coughing.
After some banging around, the music stops abruptly before the door flies open to y/n, breathing heavily and looking messy. Her shihakusho was barely in place as she looks up at Renji with a shy smile. “Oh hey! What’s up??” Y/N said leaning on her doorframe hoping Renji doesn’t question her appearance, or the millions of other noises that just happened behind her door. The smell of weed wafted strongly from the inside of the house.
Renji raised his tattooed eyebrows at you, a scoffing chuckle leaving his lips. “Is everything alright in there?” “Everything’s fi- Great!” “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Y/N says with a choke, trying to play her early morning antics off. “Would you like more time to get ready?” Renji asks gazing down your body, his eyes devouring your exposed neck. Your shihakusho sat loose, showing off all of your cleavage like a trophy. Renji peaked down at the soft skin of your chest before continuing onward to the undone belt of y/n’s hakama and then back to her face, and messy hair. “Heh. Yeah... I wasn’t getting far looking like this, huh?” Y/N laughs, the blush on her cheeks brightening as she looks down at her appearance. She knew damn well, that she was just half naked and getting baked on her couch just before Renji had arrived.
“You can come in, I’m sorry.” “I didn’t think you’d be here so early, I’ve just been lazing around.” Y/n says before stepping away from the door so Renji can step in. “It’s noon?” Renji says in a confused protest as he closes the door behind him. Once seeing the room hazy with thick white smoke, “Ah…” Renji sighed, understanding everything at that moment. “Sounds, and smells like you were having fun though.” He says, before remembering his own fun this morning. A quick flash of your spread legs, and moaning face flickers across his mind making him clench his jaw tightly. “How did you know? Was it my appearance?” Y/N says sarcastically after turning the music back on, quieter this time.
Untitled 08 — Kendrick Lamar resuming from its place of pause and lulling the space in an upbeat vibe. Shuffling to her open bathroom, she undresses back into what she was sporting before being interrupted. Starting her shower, the hot steam filled the room quickly as y/n got ready, properly this time.
“Oh… No. I was pointing to the apparent fog machine, you have hidden in here somewhere.” Renji teased making himself laugh. Turning towards your direction he noticed you hadn’t even closed the door to your bathroom. ‘What the fuck is she..’ Renji’s eyes widened, blushing to the tips of his ears. He watched you, staring intently as you stood in front of your mirror brushing your hair out with just a tank top, and cute pink panties on. He shuffled his feet awkwardly before quickly sprinting to the living room, diagonal to the bathroom to avoid staring or worse yet, sporting another erection.
(…)
“Are you almost ready woman?” Renji sighed out, irritated. Hearing your shower turn off, he perked his attention toward the still open bathroom. Flushing red as he knew your naked body was just beyond that doorframe. “Yeah, just getting dressed now..” y/n replied from the steamy bathroom, drying off and quickly throwing her gear on and brushing her teeth.
Meeting Renji in the living room, y/n takes her bong and finishes her half-smoked bowl getting a less-than-accommodating look from Renji. “What’s that look for?” “I wasn’t just gonna let it sit here by its lonesome.” Y/n scoffed and shrugged at her lieutenant's scowling face, she cleared her hit quickly and exhaled it in Renji’s direction. His face softens as he blinks widely at y/n’s nonchalant response.
Placing her bong back on her coffee table. “If you’re finished now,” “we need to get headed to work,” Renji states before standing and offering you his hand to get moving. Taking his hand felt so natural this time around, y/n fingers wrapping around his and squeezing ever so gently as the two walked through the threshold of the house and towards the Senkaimon to traverse into the world of the living.
(…)
Upon arrival to the human world, the two shinigami start their job by heading towards a familiar little shop in the middle of town. Quickly flash-stepping to the front parking lot and being greeted by a not-so-friendly Jinta squint. “Oh look! Mr. freeloader is back. With his free-loading girlfriend in tow!” Jinta says with an eye roll and a huff as he knows the only reason you two were there, was to bother Kisuke for a place to stay.
Renji was Immediately flushed and stressed by Jintas's teasing comment, making y/n giggle. “Shut up.” Renji forces back angrily. Taking your hand in his again, he walks you to the front door. Ururu being her usual sweet self calls out to the back of the store for you. “Urahara sir! You have visitors!”. Hearing the kids' commotion outside, Tessai slides the door open to y/n and Renji on the porch before tapping Kisukes shoulder to grab his attention. “Ahh. If it isn’t the most beautiful Y/n!” “How very sweet of you to stop by so soon,” “did you miss me darling? Need a reorder?” Kisuke winks and drawls out to you with a big cheesy smile, completely ignoring the 6’2 redhead beside you.
“Errr. Not exactly Kisuke. Sorry to disappoint you,” “we’re here on business and we need a place to stay for a few days.” “We hate to intrude but it would be greatly.. appreciated..” Y/n says awkwardly, feeling Renji’s hand squeezing the life from her fingers. “Not a problem at all, anything for you beautiful,” Kisuke says from underneath his fan, making Renji roll his eyes to the heavens. Kisuke did not hide his flirtatious intent towards you in the slightest, Renji could feel a deep jealousy bubble up in his stomach.
(…)
After several patrols and an unusually dead city with very few hollows to put down, early evening had started approaching. Reconvening at Urahara Shop for some dinner and rest, the two sat in the bedroom together. “I’m so bored Ren,” “you wanna go for a walk?” Y/n groans from her bedroll. “We’ve been walking around all day..” Renji says bluntly, his arms were crossed behind his head as he was laid back in his bed.
“Not for work stupid.” She scoffs, “I was thinking we could smoke some.. and then go get snacks or something..” y/n explains, still shy as ever to ask Renji to do anything with her. Blushing deeply she waited for him to answer, gently tapping her fingertips together. “I kind of want a slushy right now.” “Sure, let’s go.” Renji responds sweetly before standing to prepare yours and his Gigai for the night stroll.
While Renji was preoccupied with the gigai’s, y/n rolled a fat blunt, courtesy of Kisuke who left a little ‘welcome’ baggie on y/n’s bed while she was out patrolling. Picking up the baggie, a little note fell to the floor that said “I just got this strain in yesterday! I figured you would like it, so please have a sample.” With much love - Kisuke❤️. ‘Kisuke, you’re so damn obvious.’ ‘It’s never gonna happen old man. Thanks for the free weed though.’ Y/n thinks with an eye-roll and cheesy smile as she closes a blunt in the pack perfectly.
Renji renters the room in his gigai, looking incredible as usual but somehow better in regular clothes. Renji’s bold red hair was down from his usual ponytail, while a dark grey beanie held it back from his forehead. Denim black jeans with frayed holes in the knees, black leather belt and a regular white shirt, a black long sleeve flannel with a long gold chain that dangled from his neck, completing his outfit. So fashionable y/n thought as she gaped at him.
A dressed up Renji was such a delight, enough of a surprise that it made y/n’s jaw visibly drop at the man. Renji easily carried your gigai over his shoulder, y/n took mental notes just before he set it down gently on the floor. “What are you looking at, stupid?” Renji says with a sneer and grimace, “ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.” Y/n says loudly in sarcastic surprise, fumbling around trying to make herself look busy with finding her outfit for the night.
‘Man, she’s so fuckin cute when she’s embarrassed..’ Renji chuckled to himself as he watched you get ready. Not at all, feeling weird about you dressing in front of him. His eyes skimmed the bareness of your back, following your flowing curves down to your thighs, drinking in all of your beauty. “You ready?” He asks extending his hand to you as you throw on a big black hoodie over your jean shorts with your hair up. Taking it and threading your fingers through his this time, Renji blushes and smiles at you as he leads you out to the street, to start your walk.
(…)
Leaving the convenience store, Renji held a small bag of goodies that he wrapped around his wrist. sipping on his red slushy he peers down at you as you waddle besides him, looking cute as ever.
“Cherry slushy isn’t even that good.” Y/n says, teasing Renji for his basic taste in gas station slushy. “Everyone knows, blue raspberry is where it’s at.” Y/n says confidently before sucking down a good portion of her blue slush. “Would I be the type of guy who would get a red slushy just because my hair is red?” “Uh yeah, of course I would be.” “Blue raspberry is old news anyway.” Renji retorts back, dramatically throwing his hair behind him.
He rolls his eyes at you while you giggle at him, and his behavior. “Ya know,” “I like that sound coming from you,” Renji smiles softly at you. Grabbing your hand and entwining his fingers in your own. Renji blushed ferociously at the way you almost too easily took to his gesture.
“We should go somewhere else if we’re going to smoke,” Renji states knowing good and well that Kisuke wouldn’t leave either of you alone if you chose to smoke at the shop. “I know a place, follow me,” Y/N says excitedly before dragging Renji full force to the outskirts of town.
(…)
Y/n’s sudden adventure took them both to a natural open area of Karakura town. The two hiked down a man made, shaded gravel path that followed the calm, and flowing river. “Where the hell are we?” Renji hisses irritated as he ducks under branches and pushes leaves and dead twigs out of his way. “We’re almost there, just up ahead.” Y/n responds before breaking out into an open space. Two rocks big enough to sit on overlooked the river and the west side of Karakura town. All the lights of the city twinkled in the distance, decorating the serene spot like a movie.
Trees and flowered bushes lined the space with lush floral greenery. The sun just started to set in the distance, lighting the sky in a fiery haze. It was the most perfect summer night one could ask for, and to spend it with Renji was like a cherry on top.
“Wow, y/n...” the red haired man breathed out taking in the sights of what laid before him. “How did you even find this place?” Renji asks as he sets the goodie bag down on one of the rocks before sitting down on one himself. “I’m a stoner, I know all the places, duh.” “That’s just common knowledge.” Y/n responds as she climbs onto to rock opposite to Renji and claims her seat.
Taking one of the blunts from her hoodie pouch, y/n took over music duty playing it from her phone speakers. The soft song, Emergency Contact - by Pierce The Veil calming the energy between you and Renji. Y/n brings the blunt to her lips and sparks it up.
Breezing through the blunt and overlooking the beautiful scenery, y/n notices Renji staring at her. “Can I help you, sir?” Y/n says jokingly, passing the blunt back to him. “Yeah, I think you could actually.” Renji says, taking the blunt and putting it between his lips, he started climbing over to your rock. “Huh?” Y/n says confused, Renji takes his hit, blowing it out smoothly, clearing his throat he takes a deep breath. “Listen y/n... I.” He stops, biting his tongue not wanting to embarrass himself. He took a hurried hit to soothe his building nerves. “I… reallylikeyou.” He chokes out quickly, forcing the blunt back to your fingers he avoids your eyes. His cheeks were hot and stained red. The tension was apparent as he sat rigidly next to you.
Surprised at his confession, y/n snickers and smiles big at Renji. “I thought, I was gonna have to be the one to say it first,” Y/n says before laying her head on Renji’s shoulder. Wrapping her arms around his, she accepted his blunt pass and places it in her mouth. Finishing the blunt she puts it out on the rock next to her thigh. “I really like you to Ren.” She coos, catching Renji off guard. He sighed heavily in relief, all tension that existed before completely vanished in an instant as he looks down at y/n in disbelief.
(…)
After a few moments of silence Renji quirks up. “Are.. are you sure about that y/n?” Renji says, face still flushed and looking wide-eyed, realizing what he just did and finalized what he’s said. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Y/n laughs loudly at his expression. “Of course I do Ren.” “I mean, how could I not?” Y/n begins her lament, “you’re like my best friend,” “and, I always have a good time when I’m with you...” “I’m really happy I get to work with you.” She stops, a small smile finds her lips as she fondly remembers the last year of being close with Renji.
Her genuine reassurance left Renji shocked and thoroughly taken aback. “I guess... I just never saw that being a possibility.” He says doubting himself. He looks down as he feels y/n threads her fingers within his. “Well…” “You got me.” “So what now?” Y/n inquires, looking up at Renji with her bloodshot, sweet eyes. “I can think of a few things,” Renji says softly looking down at you. Taking his free hand he cupped your chin, tilting your head back, and leaning in. Your noses touched, lips millimeters away from one another. Y/n’s heart thumped loudly under her sweater from his close proximity.
Renji’s brown eyes searched your own for any signs of discomfort, seeing none he took his opportunity and kissed you deeply. The meeting of your lips sent fireworks off all over your body. Arching her back, y/n leaned deeper into his strong arm. The kiss slowly transmuted becoming hotter, intense and desperate, aggressive almost. Renji’s full lips pressed hard against yours, fitting yours like a puzzle piece. Pulling away to look at you, his thumb strokes your chin as he went back in for more. Renji tilted his head back and forth finding a smooth rhythm in your kisses. Your fingers clenched onto his hand tightly, the spiritual energy only grew stronger the longer you locked your lips together.
Renji was so passionate in the way he kissed you. His dominant spirit energy completely engulfed you, it was like he had been holding so much back. His passionate soul only made y/n melt that much more into him and his wanting mouth. That familiar heartbeat returned as she hears Renji groan lowly into her mouth. Taking it a step further, y/n nibbles at his lower lip tugging it between her teeth. Renji moans at the feeling, before placing his tongue before y/n’s soft lips asking for entrance.
Accepting him readily and greedily, y/n opens her mouth allowing her tongue to explore his. She could taste the blue raspberry swirl with cherry as their tongues wrestle playfully. The two of you flushed hot, at the intense contact. Renji moves his hand from your cheek down to your neck, squeezing the sides ever so gently as he pushes you back from him a bit as to face you. He stared intensely into your eyes, “are you sure, you want to do this?” Renji questions you and your motives. “What do you mean Ren..?” y/n says blushing from his words. “I want you so badly y/n.” “I don’t think I can hold back much longer..”. Renji sighs heavily as he presses his forehead against yours, closing his eyes he breathes you in. His large palm relaxes around your throat as he anxiously waited for your response.
“Then take me..” y/n says quietly, her permission was all he needed to hear.
(…)
The spiritual pressure bleeding off your bodies became all-consuming, radiating furiously like an exploding star. Quickly it swallowed the two shinigami in a tsunami. A years worth of sexual tension finally reaching its snapping point. Renji swiftly stands from the rock pulling you up with him harshly. He tightly wrapped you up in his arms, swiveling them around your midsection, holding you hostage against his burning body. The blood from your head drained straight down to your core, as you felt his lean, beautifully toned stature against your trembling hands.
Locking your lips in another intense kiss, Renji’s expert hands explored your physique, squeezing and groping any place he could reach. He smoothed them over your curves, groaning as you tangled your arms around his neck for a closer connection. Resting a palm on your butt, the other came back up to encapsulate your throat in a firmer grip this time. Renji forced his tongue into your mouth, taking a taste of his liking once more.
Feeling you up finally after wanting you, needing you, had Renji losing himself in the heat of the moment, as he hungrily devoured your mouth. Gripping your ass hard he pushed you against his groin, his cock already hard with anticipation. It strained terribly against the denim prison of his jeans. His cock prodded hard into your navel, forcing a needy moan out of y/n and into Renji’s mouth. Gripping onto his broad shoulders, y/n desperately tiptoed up to Renji wanting him as close as she could get him.
Renji’s grip around your throat gradually got tighter as his need for you expanded immensely throughout his limbs. Gently pushing you off of him, he stared at you intensely, panting heavily as he caught his breath. His lips were puffy, and shining with your saliva. Glaring at you like a beast hunting his prey, he barked, “Turn around..”. “If I’m taking you here, we are gonna do it my way.” Renji growled before turning you so your back is laid up against his chest, your round butt against his solid groin. “Anything for you, Lieutenant Abarai.” Y/n submits, the sound of her need for him thick in her voice.
Hearing his official title come from your mouth had never sounded so erotic to him before. He groaned deeply as it rang around in his head like a bell. His cock started growing impatient, he sorely needed to take you now.
(…)
Grabbing ahold of your wrists, and leaning down with you he places your palms on the rock besides you. “Put your hands here.” “Dare to move them…” “and I’ll just have to show you who’s in charge around here.”. Renji rasped out in your ear sounding sexier than ever, his voice husky and deep.
Y/n had always found his voice attractive but, with these circumstances, the aching in her cunt swelled when he spoke his orders. Taking you publicly as the first time, what a thrill. Y/n’s shapely legs shook with anticipation, and slight fear. “Yes sir,” she started, “say it again.” Renji’s deep voice boomed over your own. “What am I again?” he asked, grinding his hips against your butt.
Renji kicks your legs apart so he can grind into your encased heat. Closing his eyes briefly, he sucks out a breath as your hips rested nice and snug against his own. “Say it.” He repeats himself again digging his fingers into the dips of your hips. Suddenly a loud ‘Smack’ fills the silence as Renji brings his hand down onto the supple skin of your ass. “Ah!” “Fuck, Renjiii~” y/n moaned, gritting her teeth from the tingling sting that spread across her buttock. “Don’t make me repeat myself again, what’s my title?” Renji said patiently, pushing himself further against your butt.
Renji bites his lip. Looking down at your skin, he studies it as a nice warm pink forms under his palm. Rubbing away the sting, he brings a flat hand down once again. Another delightful ‘Smack’ rings out in the air, y/n’s pathetic whimpers following. “Yes! Lieutenant Abarai!” She shouts desperately as the pleasant tingle turned hot and painful. “Mhmm..” Renji smiles chuckling, his body felt warm and fuzzy as he forced you into submission. “Such a good girl, fuck thats so sexy y/n,” He hummed in depraved approval.
Taking his hand once more, he lays down one more loud smack against your taut skin. Laughing wildly when he sees your knees buckle underneath him. “What the hell? Renji!” “Oww..” y/n cried, her butt intensely sore from each of his smacks. “If I’m being to rough, just tell me babe.” Renji’s tone sounded serious, his body stilling as he gently held onto your hips. “Okay…” y/n shakily breathed in response.
Leaning down, Renji kisses your sore buttock, softly massaging it until he visibly saw you relax again. His large hands swooped down to the button of your too short of shorts, tugging and fumbling a bit until it came undone. He placed his fingers in the waistband of both your garments, and with one swift movement he pulled them down your legs, exposing your dripping cunt completely to the humid evening air.
Following your discarded clothing, Renji kneels down so your bare folds were level with his eyes. “Damn, such a pretty pussy..” “You’re already so wet.” “Dripping just for me, all for me.” Renji says in lustful admiration, enjoying how worked up you’ve gotten in the last few moments. The way her pussy glistened before him in the evening light, Renji was instantly pussy-whipped by the sight.
Taking his slender fingers he drags them up and down your slit, lightly touching your clit with each subtle movement. “C’mon Ren.” She pleads. “Don’t tease me anymore...” “I need you inside.” “Please.” Y/n begins pouting at the man, begging for him to take care of her needs.
“Don’t rush me, woman.” “Let me admire you.” Renji scolds you just before placing his hands on the roundness of your hips, softly he begins kissing your slippery lips. His warm tongue delves impulsively into your hole aching for a taste. Swirling his tongue around Renji groans in appreciation of your sweet flavor. The noises you made with his ministration, just like his dream last night, sounded even better in the physical. ‘Fuck she’s even sweeter than I thought...’ Renji’s body flared with need once more, his eyes rolled closed as he started sucking gently on your folds.
Renji could feel your thighs tremble with each swipe of his experienced tongue. Spread open and being devoured, y/n babbled complete nonsense. “Mm.. fuck,” “gods, Ren,” “jus- like that,” she hiccuped in surmounting desire at the feeling Renji’s tongue slide freely through her twitching folds. His hungry mouth sucked harshly against your pussy just before he pulled away with a nice ‘pop’. Impatient, and needing more y/n complains loudly. “Don’t stop, No” she gasped out, lowering her head she hears Renji’s belt clanking as he started preparing to fully take her. Excitement became apparent, bubbling in the pit of her stomach.
Renji chuckles from your sudden silence once he pulled his belt away. “Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna take good care of you.” He coos, running his hands over your butt. Taking the opportunity Renji smacked your pussy with a flat palm, laughing at the way you squealed and jerked away from the sudden contact. Placing his tip at your entrance he presses slowly into your needy pussy. The slick of your insides made for easy entrance, zero restriction just the way Renji wanted you. Y/n whined out as he inserted the first few inches, “Fuck… you’re big.” She groaned as Renji easily filled and stretched her out to the brim.
“Oooh shit… babygirl.” “You’re so tight, fuck.” Renji says through gritted teeth as he slowly pushes himself further into you. Fully submerged into your depths, he moaned at the way your pussy quickly adjusted to his size. “Perfect fit I’d say,” y/n teases, wiggling her butt against Renji’s hips as he bottomed out. Fixing his stance for the proper leverage, Renji’s big hands grip onto your hips. Pulling out to his tip, he pushes himself back in quickly, shoving himself into your pussy forcibly. With knees almost failing him, Renji grunted out loud at the feeling your pussy swallowing him whole. Wet, obscene squelching noises sounded as he repeatedly fucked into you. “I..” “I’m not gonna last long y/n.” Renji groaned desperately. “Your pussy feels so good, fuck,” he whimpered as those ripples of pleasure swelled, making his balls grow tight with his inevitable orgasm.
Feeling his girthy cock leave, and fill her up again, was driving y/n insane. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the building pleasure. Her mouth fell agape, she cried out as his hips noisily crashed against her butt, the sound of his belt clanking in time with the movement of his hips. “Goddamnit! Y/n!” “Fuck you feel so… fucking good.” Renji says losing all of his composure as his mouth fell open. Grunting and moaning like an animal with each thrust. Renji threw his head back as he thrusted his hips wildly into your core, not caring if it made him bust or not. He needed to feel you cum, and fill you up as soon as possible.
Leaning over your body, Renji’s hands ride up your sweater to grab and play with your breast. Pulling, and rolling your hardened nipples between his fingers. “I’m glad you just wore the sweater” Renji groans into your ear. Taking your ear lobe into his warm wet mouth he tugs at it gently with his teeth. His breath warm against your neck and cheek, grunting into your ear as he thrusted himself deeper into you. Releasing your earlobe, his tongue licked the outer shell of your ear. Renji’s
The extra stimulation stormed down to your swollen, sensitive pussy. Your juices now leaking down your inner thighs and dripping onto the ground. Y/n’s panting moans grow hoarse and breathier by the second. “Ah Renji, it’s... s-s-soo fucking good!” “Please sir! Fuck me!” “Harder! You're gonna make me cum-mmmmm.” Y/n screams out in earnest, the pulsing thumping deep in her core snaps consuming her whole body. The waves crashed over her, coursing throughout every pore and forcing y/n to yell Renji’s name to the starry night sky. The intense convulsing and squeezing of Renji’s cock, satisfied him as he quickly followed you in pursuit of his own high.
“Oh fuck! yeah baby,” “that’s such a good girl…” “Cumming extra hard on my cock like that,” “fuck! You’re so incredible, babe.” Renji grits out through his teeth as he kisses the back of your neck. Leaning back he smacks your butt once more, gripping it tightly in his hand as his orgasm engulfed him whole. “Oh shit! Oh, fuck!” “Fuck fuck FUCK!..” Renji moans, clenching his eyes shut. His mouth went slack, his legs shook and his thrusts got sloppier as his cock exploded deep inside of you, pulsing hard as he unloaded. He fucked you through his orgasm and filled your insides white with his cum.
(…)
Both spent and coming down from their highs. Y/n pants, her arms wobbling as she still holds her weight up. Renji huffs as he slowly pulls out, twitching with his aftershocks that pulsed through his legs. “Fuck y/n..” he breathed as he tucked himself back into his jeans. Gathering your clothes from the dirt, Renji shakes them free of debris and places them in front of the still recovering y/n. “Fuck, is right…” y/n breathed heavily, lowering her head in exhaustion. Lifting herself from the rock, she stands shakily trying to put her clothes back on without falling flat.
Renji’s face softens as he watched you get dressed. His gaze lovingly took in your beauty once more. His whole body felt like jello and he was sure you were experiencing that same sensation. Turning to face the man, y/n’s face beams at him. Her admiring and appreciative smile set Renji’s heart ablaze. A single knowing look from her, and he would do anything to see her beam at him like this again. Taking her first steps toward him, clumsy as always y/n trips and falls right into him face first. “Great job you oaf,” “be thankful I have fast reflexes,” Renji laughed heartily as he held you in a tight bear hug. “Thank you Ren,” y/n muffles into his crisp white T-shirt. She takes a deep breath, nuzzling herself further in his warm tight embrace and inhaling his scent deeply.
“Can you walk?” Renji hums sweetly, kissing the top of your head softly. “Not really, I think I’ve been split in half,” y/n grumbles into Renji’s chest, halfway teasing him as she reciprocates his hug, wrapping her arms around his midsection. “Do you want me to carry you back?” He questions with a stupid smile of victory on his lips. “Would you?” Y/n responds, innocently peeking up at his smiling, handsome face. “I would.” Renji reassures with a smile, leaning down to kiss your lips.
Grabbing your snack bag, Renji hoists you onto his back. Just before taking off in his flash-step he adjusts his arms so they hold you in place. “Hang on, we’ll be back at the shop soon.” His voice was smooth, and dreamy in her ears. Y/n relaxes onto his back, laying her head down on her arms. “I trust you,” she says quietly, squeezing her arms gently around his neck as he jumps swiftly from rooftop to rooftop back to Urahara shop.
(…)
Once landing at the doorstep of the shop, Renji gently lets you down onto the ground. Making sure your feet are steady, he slides the door open for you. A surprising silent, dark shop awaited them inside, with Tessai, Kisuke, and the kids no where to be seen. “After you beautiful,” Renji peers down at you with hooded eyes. “Thank you, handsome,” y/n blushes, smiling as she places a hand on his cheek before sliding her fingers down his sharp jawline.
Disappearing into this shop, y/n runs a hot shower for herself. Not long after undressing, Renji meets her at the doorway. Crossing his arms, he leans on it’s dark wood and watches you do your nighttime routine. “What is it?” Y/n asks, feeling bashful under his darkened stare. “Nothin, you’re just so pretty,” Renji breathes, as his face lights up at the sound of your voice. “Do you want to join me?” Y/n inquires with a raised eyebrow, “now that’s an offer I can’t possibly refuse.” Renji smiles as he begins removing his clothing, shutting the door behind him.
(…)
The hot water showered you both in a refreshing steam, Renji kisses your shoulders and washes your body with his rough hands. He reveled in awe at the way your soft skin reacted with goosebumps from his soft touches. Y/n rolled her head to the side, groaning as his supple touches turned into a gripping massage. Hitting all of her sore and tight muscles like he knew exactly where she hurt, and did everything he could to make you feel better. “Are you mine now?” He questioned softly, kissing your neck from behind. Y/n hummed happily in response, “all yours, Lieutenant Abarai.” Slowly turning to face him, y/n ran her soft hands over the expanse of his tatted chest. Leaning in, she kissed his tattoos while her hands explored his muscular form. Repeating the same routine, y/n gripped his tight shoulders rubbing her thumbs in strong circles in the toughest spots.
Renji let his head fall back, closing his eyes and relaxing into your touch. His long sopping wet hair followed as it slid from his shoulders and down his back. Continuing her massage to his neck and shoulders, y/n’s eyes ate up his physique as she studied the muscle lines that ran from his collar bones up his neck. “You’re so beautiful,” y/n said in adoration. Peeking open an eye, he looks down at you from where his head hung. “I’m happy to know you think so,” he says quietly, his voice almost wavering from his low self esteem. “I mean it,” “I’ve always thought you were attractive Renji.” Y/n kisses his chest once more before wrapping her arms around him, wanting to hug away all the pain and doubt he held within himself.
Renji stood there, staring at the ceiling of the shower overthinking again. “I’m not going anywhere Ren,” y/n said just loud enough for him to hear. A swell of emotion bubbled into a lump in his throat, ‘how did this even happen?’ ‘I must be the luckiest guy in the world, she’s everything I’ll ever need.’ ‘Just me and her.’ Wrapping his arms around you, he kisses your head “Thank you, baby.” He said appreciatively.
Ending the shower and drying off, Renji met you in the bedroom. Upon entering he saw you in your towel pulling his bedroll next to yours, he chuckled with a smile at your cute gesture. “Oh!” “You scared me,” y/n jump in surprise kind of embarrassed that he caught her. “I figured if this is a thing, I’m gonna sleep next to you.” Y/n laughed nervously, scratching her dampened hair. “But of course, do your thing babe.” “As long as you don’t mind that I sleep naked,” Renji said nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders. “Not at all, I do too.” Y/n said sheepishly, a deep blush lifted to her cheeks as she confessed her sleeping habits. “We’ll be just fine then,” Renji smiled as he entered the room tugging his towel free from his hips.
(…)
Soft, quiet moans filled the dark room. Renji was heavily breathing as he laid over y/n’s spread legs. Gently pushing himself back into her slick depths, making love to y/n was quickly becoming one of his favorite activities. He kissed y/n all over. Her lips, her cheeks, down her neck and to her collarbones. Renji was taking his sweet time letting you know that he was all yours, fully and completely. Claiming your body, then your mouth in another kiss. His hands found yours as he laced his fingers there, keeping his hips steady in rhythm.
Y/n’s cute little moans, and the way her nails dug into his shoulders was urging another quick release from Renji. “You’re so gorgeous,” “beautiful, pretty, sexy, cute…” “and all mine.” He growled against your skin, searing those soft compliments into your ears. He smiled down at you when all you could do was agree in mumbled moans. “Gods, Ren… d-d-don’t stop, I-I’m close,” y/n urged as his thick shaft continually prodded against her g-spot. “Don’t plan to baby,” “go ahead..” “fuck… cum for me,” he insisted, trying hard to keep the same pace despite wanting to fuck you harder and deeper. With those words, y/n’s pussy tightened around his shaft, just before she cried out as her 2nd orgasm washed over her body.
Feeling your body release once more from his cock made Renji proud. Grinning as he felt your pussy clench and suck him in all over again. “Ohhh fuck…” “that’s my girl,” he spouted in praise as he picked up his pace. Renji drove his hips into your core, reeling in your loud moans for him. His high was reaching the point of no return any second, feeling his cock stiffen before his release. “Shit..” he breathes in exhaustion as his cock twitched inside. “Fuck y/n… I-I’m cumming oh shit.” His back arched into his orgasm, his cock pulsed with each passing ripple.
(…)
Completely spent, and exhausted now Renji pulled you onto his chest and wrapped you up in his arms. Pulling the blanket up to her shoulders, y/n nuzzled into his body. The thick hot air in the bedroom not stopping either one of you from getting comfortable in the embrace. Y/n drifted away quietly, “yeah..” “I’m definitely in trouble with this one.” Renji smiled at the ceiling, “goodnight beautiful, I’ll see you in the morning.” Renji said quietly knowing he wouldn’t get a response. ‘I’ll have to thank Captain Kuchiki when we get home,’ he thought sleepily before drifting off along with y/n.
After falling deep into sleep, Kisuke gently knocks on the bedroom door. “Hey, y/n? You awake?” “I found this bag of snacks, and these clothes in the bathroom.” He paused, not hearing an answer he creaks the door open. “I figured they were yours, or Renji’s. I wanted to return them.”. Peeking his head into the dark room, “ah I see..” he coos in soft jealousy. Upon entering his face in the doorway his eyes fixated on the two sleeping Shinigami. “It was only a matter of time I guess..” he says quietly, bummed out that Renji had gotten to you first before he had a chance to.
Leaving the items at the door, he closes it shaking his head as he headed for his own bedroom. Barely rousing awake, Renji tightens his hold on you silently promising to never let you go. The night grew old and the love blossomed as the sleeping couple, synchronized in their sleeping patterns never breaking away from one another, until the inevitable sunrise would signify their brief separation for yet another day of hard work.
🌿End..
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🌸BLEACH REQUESTS ARE OPEN🌸
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zabimarushoney67 · 10 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!😭🤌🏽
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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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@ducksdoughnuts IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BUT ITS DONE NOW 😭😭 Thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing this!
!!!BLEACH REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN!!!
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Guys 😭😭 I’m so sorry, my sudden hiatus came out of no where even for me I swear! Life’s just been BUSY between job hunting and pet sitting I haven’t had any time to write 🥺 your drafts are still being worked on, I’ll finish them when I can
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