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NSFW Shunsui Kyouraku x Fem!Reader - Night in the woods

Hello, please enjoy this small scenario I’ve been thinking about for the past few nights. Scrumptious

Warning: NSFW

Tags: improper use of lust effect, praise, begging, lovemaking in the woods, topping

WC: 4k

Under the moonlit night, a restless energy hummed, making the shadows dance as comrades searched for restful spots. Every inch of your body ached with recollections, not disregarding the clashes you took just moments ago. Despite your soreness, you trembled as soon as the cold breeze hit where your sweat lingered, but you could take a deep breath at last.

Emergency—that’s what you were told. Multiple Hollows in sight—perhaps an important detail to be aware of before heading straight into the heat. In reality, you should’ve expected as much; why else would your captain join you if it wasn’t that serious?

You thought for one second that the situation was dire when your gaze met Shunsui’s, but your ability to underestimate enemies got the best of you again.

“It’s good that I get to see you in action yet again.” He told you right before you left for the target location. There was something different about his delight, perhaps because he just really missed sharing a battleground with you, or maybe because you looked incredibly stunning amidst the heat.

But none of that mattered anymore; what mattered was that there were little to no casualties and that Shunsui was nowhere in sight. As soon as you realized there were no signs of his return, your stomach clenched with slight horror. Shunsui took his time with everything, enemies included, but his skills never allowed for a delay to lengthen to that extent.

You weren’t the only one questioning the captain’s safety. However, everyone else considered that he was either still dealing with a Hollow or that he was lazily enjoying the moon underneath the shadow of a tree. It felt a bit exaggerated of you to be troubled, but how could you not worry? Especially that you saw him thrown god knows how many hundreds of meters away from all of you, the sound of his painful groan slowly growing more distant by the second.

It’s Shunsui we’re talking about; there is no way he was taken down, but if he worries about your safety, of course, the mere thought of him being harmed eats at you.

“You needn’t worry so much, darling.” Those words he once told you took over, filling your core with warmth and reassurance. “Worry about yourself first. I can take care of myself.” Despite the memory of his reassurance, your necessity to be utterly certain drove you to head in his direction.

“I’ll go check on the captain,” you muttered, but your voice was barely above a whisper. Not that you cared enough to ensure at least one person acknowledged your hurried takeoff.

Leaves rumbled beneath your hurried steps, flying away with each forceful press of your foot. Your eyes fixed on the path, following each corner for an obvious hint. The more you ran, the deeper you went into the heart of the forest, to the point where not one soul would hear your endangered screams. But after a good length, you finally noticed a noise, bushes rustling as if something rigid disrupted them, not too far from your left. Your strained body instinctively followed the sound, but your pace slowed down. Narrowing the distance, you felt your muscles going into high alert.

“No matter what, always be on your guard, got it?” You reminded yourself of his scolding from the few times you were almost injured. The image of his furrowed eyebrows while he leaned in, jaw tensed with each sound he made. “I could not forgive myself if something ever happened to you, even if I’m not around.” Such a softened voice slipped past his pursed lips, words coming out slowly, hesitantly at the edges.

Even in times you were apart, you carried him around in your thoughts. How could you not think of the most important presence in your life? From the moment he shared his love for you, it only grew larger with each heartbeat.

Fists clenching, you finally approached the spot. Pushing the leaves of the bushes away enough for you to peek through, your eyes widened. A few meters away, the weight of a stiffened body hovered over a cloud of dust swiftly dispersing into the air. The moon cast its light onto the pink fabric of the kimono that wrapped his broad shoulders. Messy strands of his dark hair cascaded down his back in a smooth curtain, catching the light with each slight movement.

Your eyes trailed down the arms, and once you noticed the shine of dull blades, you sighed in relief. He was safe—completely unharmed. Of course he was; this was Shunsui, after all. It filled your heart with contempt to see him standing up after taking a Hollow so large all by himself, but you should’ve foreseen that the moment he joined you. In a way, it felt prideful to be able to admire and love someone like him, something that applied to him as well.

Yet right when you were about to step forward and break the heavy silence, you watched his body jerk awkwardly. The palms of his hands trembled slightly, which caused his grip to loosen so abruptly that his two swords hit the ground within seconds. A pained groan slipped past his tightly pressed-together lips, its loudness causing your legs to go numb. Breathlessly, Shunsui panted, his mouth releasing more hoarse grunts.

Seeing him go from perfectly fine to possibly hurt felt surreal, and the sudden shift disturbed you more than whatever he was enduring.

Brows knitting together, you couldn’t just stand there and watch him like that. “Shunsui—” you called out for him and pushed forward, rushing to his aid.

His gaze finally looked behind, and once he observed the narrowing distance, he alerted. “Stay back.” Despite his wailing, his tone remained calm, even as a faint trace of panic threaded through his words.

It was a command, but you were present as his lover; no authority could stop you. “No, you’re unwell.” The heaviness in his voice held no power over you. “You need help; you can’t stop me.” The way you asserted yourself took him aback, and he sensed a flame ignited within him.

He sensed convincing you to keep your distance would prove difficult, but he had to try. Not for him, but for your own sake. “As your captain...” he began breathlessly, growing impatient with his uncooperative body. “I command you to remain in that spot. Do not approach me.” A desperate attempt that would ultimately be futile regardless of his sharp tone.

That did not convince you either. With no one around and given the situation, you felt no motivation to obey. In a way, it was thrilling, a guilty delight to him. “Cut the crap, you know that doesn’t work on me right now.” Ignoring his nervousness, he found pleasure in hearing those words from you.

As you approached to be inches away from him, he jumped back and faced you from a safe distance. His behavior was odd, but when you finally got a better look at him, you halted your pace. Unease curled in your chest as your eyes wandered all over his body. You didn’t know what to pay attention to first: his hurried breaths, his paired-up brows held close to an unfocused gaze, the sweat drenching his body, the red hue coloring his cheeks, or the way his clothes revealed his slightly bare chest.

On the other hand, Shunsui stared at you silently, panting and groaning while trying to collect himself before he could reason. The cause of what he was going through wasn’t hard to understand; his body was slowly betraying him, strength fading in quiet increments. He attempted taking a deep breath, but his eyes wandering around your body made it difficult to focus.

You found yourself speechless as his gaze finally lifted to meet your face before drifting down to your bust. A groan slipped from him—less strained than before—though his struggle was still written plainly across his frame.

“Darling,” he broke the silence in a strained voice, feeling himself go slightly faint.

“What happened to you?” It was the only thing you could murmur before attempting to close the gap between you two.

Yet it was pointless as he took another step back. “Don’t.” There was a moment of silence. “That thing attacked me with something, but I don’t know what,” he grunted, wobbling a bit. “I’m not sure what’ll happen, but you mustn’t touch me; I can’t risk inflicting you with the same effect while it’s still fresh.” Eyes glassy with restraint, he forced himself to remain still while his mind stuck on your bare, sweat-covered collarbones that glimmered.

Watching you open your lips, a thing built within him, some sensation in his lower part, it burned nicely. As the feeling swelled, his eyes widened involuntarily, though he fought to contain whatever was happening to him.

“That gives me an even bigger reason to worry about—” You couldn’t finish the sentence when a soft, sudden whisper interrupted you.

“Thank God you’re alright.” The corners of his lips curled, causing the tension in the air to dissipate.

You stood silent for a second. Even with an aching body, his focus was on your well-being. It was both sweet and infuriating to be so careless about his obviously pain-inflicted body.

You returned him an equally warm smile. “You’re changing the subject.” You exclaimed, slightly amused.

“Maybe I am.” A breathy chuckle surfaced, mingling with the groans he couldn’t suppress.

“Please just let me take you back to the camp.” You hoped your plea was sufficient to convince him. “Or at least tell me what you’re feeling so I can help you. Maybe I can do something, I didn’t take those healing classes for nothing.”

“Darling, I’m not sure what’s really going on. I feel my body burn, like it needs something.” He took a moment to collect himself, but the ever-growing sensation of something that felt like a desperate urge filled him.

His eyes suddenly searched for your rosy-tinted lips, paying close attention to how plump they were from holding your mouth wide for so long. A large gap grew between his parted lips as he wandered down to your thighs.

Shunsui abruptly felt his blood boil; something was stopping him from paying attention to anything else other than the parts he intimately worships. He felt the blood surge low in his body, a sudden, involuntary throb that pulsed with each beat of his heart, sharp yet fleeting, impossible to ignore any longer. A trace of rigidity settled into him, and his brows knitted in mild discomfort at the shift in behavior.

You sensed the change instantly, your initial confusion melting into curiosity as the situation revealed itself. You felt his heavy eyes carry around the pair you held for a little too long, and you felt the awkwardness when he gripped the pink fabric closer as if he was hiding something. Then you realized what the problem was, what that attack had actually done to him.

A sharp intake of breath escaped you, followed by a frozen pause. “Shunsui.” Eyebrows lifted ever so slightly. “It was a lust spell.” You backed slightly into a tree behind you, resting your weight against the cold wood.

It was shameful to admit, but not because of the situation. The heat coursing through his veins with a surge of lust made words come out nearly impossible, but the shift in the sound of his groans affirmed what you suspected. Still, he remained silent in an attempt to hold himself back from what was already taking over. On the other hand, you maintained that silence, eyes drifting to a drop of sweat lingering down his chiseled chest.

Concern never left your mind, but you couldn’t help but admire how, despite everything, he looked manlier than ever. His larger frame coated in tensed muscles made it difficult not to appreciate how utterly handsome he looked. You questioned his previous fear of not inflicting you with the same effect, but in reality, it was shamefully arousing to see him like that. Not that all these details made your worry wash away; rather, you relaxed at the thought that it would at least not cause him any physical pain anymore.

Shunsui’s mind lingered on you endlessly, and a sigh slipped free, soft and unintentional; it carried a bittersweet pull that refused to loosen its grip. He always enjoyed observing your beauty openly, oftentimes spouting subtle remarks. That was when he was patient enough to slowly bring you to a boil. This time, he held no control, no possibility to soothe his way, only a primal instinct.

Each gaze inflamed his ache deeper. “I mustn’t,” he whispered, frustration tangled into his words. Even turned on like that, his despair to regain control rose.

“Shunsui—” you mouthed softly as you reached for him. He didn’t move away; his energy was conserved elsewhere.

Gentle digits creeping closer, your touch brushed against his stubble, tingling with each hair pinching the nerves of your fingers. You held his face lightly, prompting him to rest the weight onto your palm instead.

His eyes followed yours during the engagement, burning bright when you tilted your head and offered him the sight of a smile to feast on. And when he indulged himself in the sensation of your skin tightly pressed against his, the hum of pleasure he let out sent a shiver down your spine. The coldness traveled down to your core, nestling deep underneath your insides, but when his hand reluctantly clung to your waist and squeezed it firmly, you felt yourself shiver. You moved your hand from cupping his cheek and instead laid it flat on the tree behind you.

Every quiet moment carried a pang of want, subtle yet persistent. For a brief instant, you questioned whether the very thing he had tried to prevent had occurred. It was too late; your stomach clenched slightly, urging you to be as close as possible. Realizing this, your lips parted.

Shunsui’s free hand reached behind the back of your head, fabric slipping from his hand down to his forearm. Your eyes traced the defined lines of his arm, captivated by how every muscle coiled with strength. “I need you.” Those were the only words he panted out. “I want to be inside you so badly.” His voice trembled with desperation.

To hear him make such a request so openly caused a moan to form at the base of your throat. Yet when his hand wandered close to your mouth instead and drew circles around your partly opened lips, you instinctively bit on the tip of his finger. Hearing his pained yet aroused grunt convinced you to unclench your jaw.

Your gaze was intense, watching intently his struggle not to lean in to kiss you. Your mouth gently sucked on the tip of his finger, perhaps to tempt him to indulge further.

“Please. Let me make love to you under the moonlight.” His voice wavered, each word soaked with longing. “Let me be good for you; let me make you feel good.” His head leaned closer, eyes not looking away for even a second as his hot breath rubbed against your soft skin. “And tell me how good I am. Tell me how good I make you feel. Praise me.”

You finally spoke. “What if others hear us?” Your mind was made up, but hesitation still lingered.

“Let them hear us.” He reached to place kisses close to your mouth, breathing louder. “Let them know what a good captain I am, what a good job I do at pleasing you.” His teeth nibbled at your bottom lip, inflicting pain in return. “Only I can fuck you so good, leaving you spent and trembling.”

A moment of silence settled between the two of you, the air growing heavier once you gasped. “Do your duty. Touch me.” You commanded plainly, folds soaking slightly at the noise of a faint groan.

His hand still clung to your waist as he leaned lower, drawn unerringly to the place that burned, the heat there sharpening with every inch he closed. You couldn’t hold back the soft, pleasure-laden moan when his fingers finally found their way to the spot aching for his touch.

Pupils dilated, you noticed his arms slipping away above your belly. You shuddered in anticipation, impatiently urging him to loosen the knot faster, whimpering with each delayed second. Muscles tensed with restless energy, you arched your back as soon as he hurriedly untangled it. You couldn’t wait any longer; your body burned brightly, and your skin needed to breathe, yet his impatience beat you to it.

Forceful fingers pulled your clothes away, only to reveal the softness of your frame. The heat coiling low in your belly boiled when you raised your gaze, spreading up through your chest and flushing your skin. His focus lingered on your breasts, his heart hammered, erratic and loud, and desire tightened in his chest.

Shunsui stood tall, broad shoulders flexed as the patterned fabric draped over his body like it was a second skin. His fingers brushed against his clothes to pull what little remained of them, silky folds rustling softly, exposing the lines of his torso and the veins tracing paths down his forearms. You watched a drop of sweat go down the line of his prominent bicep, coating the skin in a pleasant shine. His body appeared stunningly in the moonlight, so much so that your eyes wandered from one corner to another, finally falling on his throbbing member.

Eyes fell on his hardened member, only for it to vibrate with each second you spent looking at it. A desire to touch it, to feel it within your palms, yet you didn’t dare.

You simply froze, unable to move even one inch closer to his larger frame. It was like his boldness intimidated you to the point you couldn’t engage like you normally do, or maybe you just wanted him to lunge at you in search of control. What a good thing his instincts drove him to take the lead.

Digits gripping the meat of your thighs, you felt the weight underneath your body lighten. Within moments, your eyes met his, faces perfectly level as he held you in his arms, his chest pressing firmly against yours. Yet when he lifted you, your body was trapped between him and the tree towering over you. His hot breath warmed your tender skin as the corners of his lips curled into a coy smile.

“Hold tight so I can tear you apart.” He urged in your ear, his voice coming out lightly and slightly husky as if each word took effort to spill out.

Suddenly, his mouth sank onto yours, lips rubbing together messily. You flicked your tongue against his, but when the sensation of a tip promptly entering from underneath struck you, you moaned loudly between his lips. Hands traversing his back muscles, your nails embedded on the lower part of his trapezius, burying deeply into the skin to the rhythm of his motion.

Your back arched, hips rocking frantically as you felt your inflamed insides be wholly filled. Between pants and breathless groans, Shunsui held you tight as he pumped in and out of you. He watched closely as your body bounced with each steady hit, his pace only growing sharper by the second. You felt his tip scratch your walls and his shaft brush your soaked folds. The friction was overwhelmingly good, to the point you cried out pleasurably, screaming each time he angled himself more deeply.

You rolled your eyes back, unfiltered moans spilling between hurried breaths, each sound feeding him, spurring him to go even harder.

“Shunsui—” Your shout seized his attention. “I’m close. Please,” you whimpered a plea breathlessly, imploring him to bring you to make a mess out of yourself.

A sense of desire to entertain you longer settled momentarily, which drove him to halt his pace, but when your inner walls tensed and squeezed the length of his rod, he grunted. The need to delve deeper inside, to feel you clench him with each motion he made—these desires throbbed in the warmth of your body.

A primal instinct took over, which compelled him to gnaw at the nape of your neck, teeth gently sinking in.

“Please, faster.” This time, your plea carried a hint of demand, a command to draw your arrival closer. Your captain indulged in your need. Even under the influence of the lust spell, he obeyed your wants, sparing not one moment.

As his rhythm quickened, you instinctively wrapped your legs around his lap, pulling him closer. Every movement pressed him deeper against you, your bodies moving in unison as heat and urgency built between you. Shunsui used this chance to slip his hands beneath your lower cheeks, cupping them firmly for better support. He grunted harshly against your mouth, eyes lazily glowing with persistence, yet he felt his strained body reach a limit.

“You feel so good,” he mumbled. “I want to do this forever.” Words spilled out, barely forming with each thrust he aimed deeper.

There you were, slowly trembling at how close you were to reaching climax. In a pool of sweat, you gasped in pure bliss, but the air was not enough to soothe you to ease up. It didn’t take too long for him to notice that you were fast approaching your end. Prompted with anticipation, he leaned in to kiss you once more, his mouth selfishly melting into yours as he hungrily explored each corner.

You could not restrain yourself any longer. Every powerful jerk ripped through you with precision, each movement teasing and claiming, pushing you closer to the edge until a loud, helpless moan tore from your lips, betraying just how completely he had you. Your flesh shuddered once you released yourself, and soon after, you felt your whole body go limp.

You lifted your gaze to get a better look, a perfect moment to capture the moan passing past his partly open lips right as he finished. Heat pooled within you, a warm, filling sensation that swept through every nerve, leaving only a blissful ache in its wake.

Shunsui searched for a way to halt his ragged breaths but struggled to keep his composure with you still in his arms. You felt a hint of worry drawing closer, yet when you attempted to free him from your weight, his embrace firmed up.

A soft chuckle came out of his mouth. “Where do you think you’re going, huh?” Shunsui huffed with a wide smile plastered on his face.

“Shunsui,” you exclaimed. “You’re visibly exhausted. Who knows what’ll happen now that the effect has worn off? I can’t have you collapsing like this.” You couldn’t hide the giggle that slipped. “And again, if that happens, how am I going to explain to everyone that I can’t carry or dress up our butt-naked captain?” It was funny, but truthfully, a genuine concern.

His throat burst with a roar of laughter. “Indeed, that might be difficult to detail, but I’m fine.” He reassured you while slowly setting you back on your feet. “I think I can walk back without any physical assistance. “A short pause settled. “But maybe we can wait here for a bit longer so I can properly catch my breath, if you don’t mind.” His eyebrows lifted curiously, though he knew you’d probably agree with him.

Much like he expected, it didn’t take you any pondering. You nodded your head in agreement. “I think that would be for the best.” You tilted your head toward the moon, observing it closely, paying close attention to its lingering glow. “Maybe we can enjoy this night peacefully while you rest up.”

Eyes widening, he followed your gaze up in the sky. Corners of his lips curling up, his gaze softened as both of you stared together. “That’s not a bad idea.” He widened his arms, signaling you to join his embrace after such an intense encounter.

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NSFW Kyouraku Shunsui x Fem!Reader - Embarrassment

Happy new year everyone, please enjoy this silly thing I enjoyed writing after such a long time.

Warning: NSFW

Tags: topping, pathetic top, riding, romance, kind of fluffy, praise, teasing, begging, soft top Shunsui, worship, body worship

WC: 3.2 k

You’re no different than usual, except for your shortened hair and the wrongly sized fabric around you. Right, what is the root cause of all of this? Today, you have impulsively decided to cut your own hair, which wasn’t such a bad idea in the early part of the day. But when you looked at yourself in the mirror a few more times, you felt your worry grow. You questioned whether it was a good idea or not, but more importantly, you wondered if this change in appearance would be a turn-off for Shunsui. However, before you had the opportunity, you realized you had ordered the wrong size for your newest clothing, and it fit just nicely, except for around your bust. And to make things worse, the tightly wrapped shirt around your breasts, accompanied by the messiness of your freshly changed haircut, did not look so great for the first 5 minutes. 

Just when you were about to look for something a bit larger, the door creaked open. You threw your head back, afraid of who could possibly walk in on you, but when Shunsui’s figure slid from behind the door, you froze. 

“Shun- no!” You rushed to close the door in his face, and he reacted, rather stunned by what you were doing. 

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Upon hearing the confusion in his voice, you felt the mass beneath your feet grow heavier. What excuse could you even find for what was going on? You needed a distraction that would keep him from entering while you figured things out. 

What about spilling a drink? That sounded convincing enough, or so you thought. Nobody wants to enter a room where the floor is all sticky, but what you didn’t think of is that it doesn’t apply to your beloved Shunsui. 

With your heart out, your lips finally opened. “Wh- What? N-no, nothing. I spilled, uhhhh, something; I’ll clean, clean it.” Words came out stuttered, “You can go, please. I’ll take care of it.” Surely the panic in your voice and your fingers fidgeting against the wood shouldn’t alarm him in any way. 

You hoped it would work and initially thought so. Shunsui stared at you cluelessly and even opened his mouth, probably to assure you that’s what he was going to do, but when you noticed his eyes looking down and his pupils widening, you realized it was not the brightest idea. He seemed to have noticed the lack of spilled juice.

Your cue was the faint guttural chuckle he soon let out once his eyes returned to yours. His gaze softened, which made yours grow more agitated. You had no other chance to drive him away, but maybe you overestimated his ability to read the room. Hopefully.

“Why don’t you let me in to help you?” You could tell from the coyness in his voice that you did not overestimate anything; he knew there was something you meant to hide from him. There was no point in pretending anymore; just own your mess like the prideful Shinigami that you are. Or rather, previously prideful Shinigami whose honor was shattered by the choice of making a change without considering the consequences. 

You gulped and, after, sighed. “You can’t fix it.” The shift in your tone from panic to severe took him by surprise. You maintained heavy eye contact as if to warn him that it was your fight to take on. 

Shunsui, on the other hand, stared right back into your soul, startled a little by how quickly you changed, but it truly made him want to hear what everything was about. 

“Come on, how can you know unless I tell you myself?” He was indeed right, but what if he was about to hate the image before his eyes? Sure, his sweet words had you reconsider everything for one moment, but you still worried that the gentle expression and the curled lips would go away within seconds. You had to take a few more seconds to reconsider. “Come on, darling. Let me in. What’s the worst I can do? I promise I can only do you good.” The hoarse despair in his begging made you feel a bit tingly. 

His hand reached through the creak of the door, and the sudden sensation of a single digit roughly drawing a line down your hand gave you an answer. You were about to fold. This man right here, he knows his stuff. 

‘Fine,” you promptly responded. “But no words before I explain myself, and close the door once you enter.” As soon as you demanded, you let the door open so he could make space for himself.

Whilst pushing the door, you rushed a little too far away, back turned toward where he would be standing. On the other hand, Shunsui patiently entered and closed the door behind him, and once he turned to look at you, your positioning took him aback. It made him wonder what happened that you wouldn’t even look at him, but he remembered your request and stood silent instead. He noticed the length of your hair was shorter than a few hours ago, and your clothing seemed tighter than usual. 

Is this what all of this was about? Perhaps the ongoing silence spoke for itself, so of course, he’d spare you the chance to take the lead in this “situation.” What he didn’t spare, though, was his eyeing you up and down over and over again; he often imagined how you’d look with such a makeover, and the reality was far more gorgeous than what he imagined. So much that he grinned in apparent satisfaction. 

You allowed him to wait a few more seconds in silence. “Today, I may have done something. a change.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, fearful of how you were about to show him. But you had to do it; you had to show him, and when you did, you were already prepared with the best solution. “It’s horrible, but I believe I can get a wig.” The words came out faster than you anticipated, and they were supposed to go on, but seeing his bright face, you instead stopped. 

Shunsui’s attention was focused on your hair, or maybe your face altogether. His smoldering gaze traveled from one corner to another, taking in every single detail of how perfectly the short hair complemented all of your other features. You noticed his lips parting, and he was meant to say something, but one thing he failed to look over was your tightly squeezed breasts. At that moment, it was as if he forgot everything he was about to tell you. 

Obviously, you caught on pretty quickly, but the shame and embarrassment of being so exposed had you covering yourself. You were so centered on the hair that you forgot about the clothes. 

“Oh god, no. I forgot to change; I should have done it before,” you exclaimed and swept away in an attempt to escape to at least correct your attire. “Please wait here.” This was the last thing you’d request of him for the rest of the night. 

Right when you were about to distance yourself for a little bit, you sensed his hand grasp yours. Calloused fingers tenderly embracing your skin, you felt some kind of attraction pull you closer into him. Taken aback, your glance met with his again. Your eyes trailed all the way to his smile that was slowly growing larger by the second. 

You didn’t even have the chance to find your words when his other hand promptly reached to caress your cheek. Shunsui enjoyed feeling the softness of your skin so much that his finger began drawing circles.

“I don’t see the need to do that, darling.” He watched in awe, clearly pleased with the way your eyes widened. 

You protested instead, “I actually do. I got the wrong size...” Your brows snapped together in disapproval. “What if someone sees me? This is neither appropriate nor dignified in any way.”

He let out a lighthearted laugh. “No one will walk on us, you needn’t worry.” Shunsui distanced himself momentarily to lock the door. “Anyways, this isn’t the reason you didn’t want me inside, right?” His eyes traced toward your hair. 

At least you didn’t have to play guess with him anymore. Indeed, the makeover was the main issue, yet you still felt the need to cover your exposed cleavage.  “You really catch on pretty quickly,” At that point, you couldn’t even look him in the eyes.

Shunsui acknowledged your anxiety; he knew a way that would convince you that things weren’t as awful-looking as you thought. You felt the plates beneath your feet tremble with each step he took but didn’t dare look yet.

You questioned yourself: what was he going to do? Probably just come and gently hold your hand, which was partly correct. Your body was overwhelmed not only by that but also by the feeling of him wrapping himself around you from behind. You gasped and attempted to look up, expecting you’d meet his eyes there; his face, on the other hand, was nestled on your left shoulder. He wanted to be on the same level with you, for you to know just how much he meant this. 

“Come on, sweetie.” Shunsui cooed before tracing a kiss down your cheek, lips brushing firmly, but the intensity of his motion had your body shivering within seconds. “I have never told you this before; I’ve sometimes pictured this moment, and I must say, I’m on my knees.” The captain groaned softly, his voice low and husky. 

Though his touch was soothing, your face burned lightly. To your surprise, a rosy tint quickly turned your cheeks into the most beautiful blush he had ever seen.

You felt the anticipation deep within his gaze, but it was different than what you’re used to. The look in his shimmery eyes made you feel a pressing curiosity about what was going on inside his head. You knew the answer; it was right in front of your eyes. If it wasn’t obvious enough, he made sure you knew the moment his free hand reached and tangled itself in strands of your hair. 

Blood rushed through your veins. If he said one more thing, one more word out of his mouth, you’d be dead on the floor. You weren’t able to form a thought at all, hence why you leaned into your instincts instead. Without hesitation, your hand clutched his chin and narrowed the last bit of distance between you. 

Lips pressing against his bottom lip, Shunsui gasped but indulged in your taste. He welcomed the touch of your warmth, growing greedier with each peck. However, he kept himself level; this was not his act to lead in, it was only yours. No matter how much he desired to grab you and lay you down so he could take care of you, it was your role to star in. Yet, you felt his embrace tighten.

The room fell into a momentary hush, one you’d soon break with a desperate whimper. Taking notice of your growing craving, a faint smile curved his lips, touched with a silent delight. 

Without any notice, Shunsui broke the kiss, drawing closer to your ear. “I’m all yours for the night.” His hot breath brushed against the skin lightly, triggering a sense of longing brewing inside you. “What are you waiting for? What do you desire? Tell me.” He tempted you, drawing pecks of circles from your bare neck down to where fabric met your shoulders. 

You bit your bottom lip hesitantly. “You.” It felt shameful, though you couldn’t deny it. 

“So what are you waiting for, darling?” Not being able to see it, you felt the coy smile plastered all over his face. He knew that was the push you needed 

With quiet confidence, you pushed your weight down on his body. Shunsui’s guard was already lowered, so when he found himself lying down, a sharp inhale escaped him. A brief pause crossed his face, but when he saw you climb on top of him, carrying a fiery look in your glance, delight flashed across his face. 

You spared not one moment and immediately found yourself drawn to his mouth once more. This time, you were hungry, eager, and lustful. Instinct guided your hips into a soft rhythm, each sway growing stronger and less restrained than the last. The uneven pattern of his breath drew your pace into a steadiness. You thrived in getting him worked up to the point where his hands would frantically hold your hips down. Shunsui tried to spit out a few words, but it wasn’t needed. His enlarging stiffness spoke for him, urging you to finally swipe your hand down to the fabric of his lower part. 

Gentle digits creeping closer to his aching bulge, you drew forms to measure how desperate he was growing. A breath slipped from his parted lips, which gave you the chance to bite on his bottom lip. His eyes flew open but instantly shut once you wrapped your fingers around it and squeezed it. However, you gasped when you felt how rock solid he was. 

Eyes open, you noticed his struggling gaze. You swore you’d never seen his brows jerk in what seemed to be frustration, he was holding back from something. With soft eyes, you lowered your gaze to his arms, which were spread across the wooden floor. His hands gripped the floor like his life was on the line, nails digging into the wood. They trembled, sometimes even attempting to move up to your legs. Despite that, his gaze never left yours, not once did he look away from your firm lips. 

He did promise you that tonight he was all yours to do as you please, but he didn’t imagine abstaining from taking the lead would be so hard. To him, your satisfaction comes first. You felt an ounce of pity, but truthfully, you rather enjoyed being the one in the lead for once. In his eyes, you were glowing, a shining star casting light into a dark chamber.

“I need to tell you something.” his voice was warm and melodious with each flick of the tongue. Before he could continue, you felt his arms pull his weight up so you could rest on his bulging lap. Instinctively, you grabbed his shoulders. The distance between the two of you was slowly narrowing. “You have to forgive me, I’ve never been so impatient, but I need to be inside of you. I need you to do as you please.” his raspy voice sent shivers down your spine.

You felt the same old red hue flash across your face; you couldn’t restrain the nails digging into his muscles. “Shunsui,” you murmured, feeling warmer as you felt your insides soak at his soft chuckle.  

“Yes, Y/N-chan. What is it?.” His bulge throbbed underneath you.

You left him in the quiet for a bit. “You talk too much.” You pressed your lips against his, plunging your tongue into his mouth, pressing your weight all onto him.

He was quick to catch you. His muscular arms clung around your hips, firmly clutching them as your out-of-control motions searched for every inch you could devour. Your kisses were frantic, both breathless and hurried, as if you needed to get closer as soon as possible.

It was pure bliss for him to have you like this—soaked, entirely his. The thought felt selfish, yet the sight laid out for him to savor drove him mad. The pouring whimpers were music to his ears; with each soft moan you let out, his member pulsed inside you. 

Riding your growing climax, your hands traveled down his trapezium, finally resting on his shoulders. Simultaneously, Shunsui’s grip tightened, squeezing every bit of sound you could let out. His hips thrust against your core, determined to pull you closer to release. The desperation to have you finished first clouded his mind, making him lose track of his own approaching end.

“Shunsui-” A breathless, desperate gasp escaped you as you fumbled for the right position, hips rocking tentatively until you found the angle that let you cling to it.

You were so soaked, so needy to reach your arrival, and so good to be inside of. It was simply too hard not to switch positions and pin you down instead, to hold you close, skin pressed against you tight. 

Yet as you started to lift yourself, the pressure against his throbbing length pulled his focus away from his urges. His toes curled in utter relief, and his neck tilted back, revealing the veins tracing his neck. A muffled groan of pleasure slipped past Shunsui’s throat, growing hoarse with each slap against his lower. The sensation of his nails digging in your skin sent a tingle in your wet folds, and the clench that followed only made him moan a little louder. 

You wanted to kiss him, but the position he was in gave you no opening, so you had to take matters into your own hands. With your hand cradling the back of his head, your fingers caught in his ponytail, gently pulling him close enough to kiss him again. Tongues brushing and teasing one another, your sudden stillness betrayed how close you were. Shunsui responded to your vulnerability with a steadier pace, brushing against your spot so swiftly you rolled your eyes back. 

You trembled at his movements, losing control with each inch you went down on. He took notice of that, and with furrowing brows, his glance kept on the sight that was bestowed upon him. He wished to see you climax; he needed to witness the last time you’d shove down on his lap, clenching him with every bit of strength in your body. His tongue trailed against each corner of your mouth, teeth occasionally pinching your bottom lip. 

It was driving him crazy how good you looked whilst taking him in your last spurts of energy. So much so that he couldn’t help but wonder how he was so lucky to have such a goddess in his hands. All this admiration only made him hastier. He felt his own pumps reach their ultimatum.

With one final stroke of his head grinding against your folds, you pulled away from the kiss, head thrown far away. Your last clench was so intense it forced his eyes wide, his movements turning rhythmic as he reached his end inside you. You both held each other tight, panting as your juices mixed. Your innards trembled in absolute bliss, and his hands lifted to hug your tired body. 

Breathless, you finally turned to him, only to be greeted with a beaming smile. It was rather odd how such a giant, handsome man could look so precious with sweat dripping down his forehead. Perhaps it was the way he stared at you, as if you were the finest being in the world. 

Despite all these shared glances, neither of you broke the ice; no words came out of your mouths, just enjoyment of the delightful silence.

His hand eventually moved behind your ear, gently pushing the unruly strands away. “You’re stunning. ” His curled corners sent waves of warmth within you. 

In response, your hand cupped his cheek, to which he responded with lips brushing against your skin. The smile on his face never left his face, only growing larger with each second he spent in your presence. 

[kunekojo]

NSFW Kyouraku Shunsui x Fem! Reader - Missing in Action

Hi, hello! It's been some time since I last posted on here. Honestly, I never though I'd ever post again (esp Bleach content), but here we are. I somehow managed to write again after such a long break, so please enjoy this little thing I did in the past few days. No promises for more, but who knows. wink wink

Warning: NSFW mentions

Tags: masturbation, Shunsui being touch-starved, needy hairy man

WC: 1.3 k

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In the silence of the night, a lonely Shunsui found himself resting against a wooden pillar. Steady breaths poured down his bared chest as intimate thoughts about you overtook his mind. 

You had left on an expedition a few days ago, nothing that would endanger your well-being, but the phrase “a couple of days gone” made the thought unbearable. However, your assurance that you would offer him something to make up for the missed time once you got back only made things worse.

Not that any of that mattered anymore; you were due to arrive soon enough. Shunsui was a man of action; not only did he boast to everyone about how you’ll finally be back, but he also pestered every other captain with questions regarding what to get you as a “welcome back gift.” He knew already, but free recommendations were rather welcome instead. 

Keeping that in mind, he found himself picturing what your reunion would be like. Don’t think of anything extravagant yet, just your average kiss on the cheek, a tight hug, face so close you can feel his breath wash all over you, and a desire to unleash Maybe in that case, one thing would lead to another; maybe his longing gaze on your hand would firmly wander all the way down to your hips, and the only warning before he slips you closer is his smug smile. 

You can’t even imagine all the scenarios this man had running in his mind for the past few days; perhaps that’s what made his anticipation all the more unbearable, but one thing he knew for sure was that it would be a time to worship your return, a pure blessing of a goddess.

What was the last discussion you two had before your temporary departure? 

“Don’t make me wait too long; you know how deeply starved I can become.” The little sighs he once traced along your lines echoed inside his head, followed by your discreet yet daring whispers. Those eyes whose flames ignited his smoldering desire were rooted so deeply inside his brain that he’d be counting the hours until you would at last join his embrace.

“Oh, darling,” he sighed, a wide smile plastered all over his face. His eyes drifted down to his raging groin. He had done it again, making himself a little too eager, to the point he struggled to control his manhood. 

To most, this would pose as an inconvenience, but to Shunsui? It was purely a matter of gearing up for the grand moment of the night. Yet when he heard the door creak awkwardly and the brushing of a footstep against the wooden floor, his eyes lit up.

“Hmm?” A low murmur slipped past Shunsui’s lips. He didn’t dare look just yet, maybe in a way so as not to spread his arousing scent, but the dim light lingering down his curled corners painted the room brightly. “I’m quite surprised to have you back so early, but I can’t deny how much that pleases me,” he chimed, sluggishly turning towards the supposed noise of his lover’s arrival; however, he had no idea how greatly mistaken he was. 

“I apologize, Captain Kyouraku. She is not here yet.” The officer finally spoke, a hint of dread carried in his tone. Upon hearing that, Shunsui felt an even greater heaviness in his heart. Somehow, he maintained his composure, appearing rather unaffected. The officer could still tell the news was probably a letdown, compared to his actual expectations.

Despite his furrowing eyebrows, he granted the man before him a sharp smile. 

“How unfortunate,” he said in a soft tone. “Come with any good news?” Despite the dismay, the inquiry was sincere.

The officer swallowed. “Just that we were told that her arrival would be delayed by one day.” Shunsui felt a wave of disdain wash all over him, so much so that the air around him grew heavier.

Despite this, he slipped a bitter laugh. “I understand.” His gaze wandered to the shining moon. What’s one more night of longing? What’s one more moment of stargazing, hoping she’d be staring at the same moon?  “Thank you, you may leave.” With a gentle wave, the officer nodded away. 

Upon noticing he was alone at last, Shunsui inhaled sharply, and as his chest expanded, his thoughts overtook him. It wasn’t the worst thing he could’ve heard, but given his neediness, it was awful. The worst part about your delay was the problem poking through his pants. What was he supposed to do with it now that your reunion was postponed to the next day? Call it a night? Sure, that’s an idea; the only problem is that he got so worked up that no remedy other than taking care of it himself could do the job. But if it were you, it would’ve been so much better. 

“I guess I really have no choice,” he gasped, scratching the back of his head. Eyes drifting lower, his lips opened once more, “If only you were here.”

As his right hand slowly crept down his attire, pulling the fabric away enough so he could release himself, a couple of fingers gripped his shaft. Shunsui closed his eyes and leaned back, relishing the feeling of skin against skin as though it were yours. His pace was steady and gentle, an attempt to imitate the way you take care of him. Sure, his hands are much bigger than yours, and his calluses feel rougher around the edges, but none of that mattered, only the image of you locking eyes with him as your other hand worked its way down to your sweetness. 

Unbeknownst to you, you would entice him each time you started putting a finger in and out of yourself. And each time, his gaze would follow that cue and sink into your moving hips, preventing you from caring for him. Watching his narrowed eyes quiver with every murmur, you knew the dynamic would shift the moment his lips curled, even though your own pleasure was building.  “Shunsui, no. I’m supposed to—” The sudden sensation of his hand tightly gripping your inner thigh would have you shuddering. “Shhh, darling.” You’d feel a warm sensation go down your spine. “You know I’d rather see you taken care of.” Creeping closer, his broad fingers would swiftly enlarge your entrance.

“Damn,” he let out a guttural growl, perhaps to show his deeply filled frustration that this sweet scenario was only in his head. Truthfully, he felt himself get closer, but it was all thanks to you. Though you weren't there to quicken the pace, he still thought of you in his place. 

Dragging one of his digits onto the exposed head, the large man chuckled to himself. His hand clutched his rod tighter, and as soon as another chuckle followed, he had this picture of you shamelessly spread across the wooden floor, perky buttons displayed only for his eyes’ pleasure. 

“If you’re so close, why don’t you just breed me?” He envisioned your voice being no louder than a whisper. His gaze was locked onto your belly, fingers gently trailing lower, as his thoughts began to wander. That scene, accompanied by one last stroke, had his toes curling. 

Shunsui grinned, swaying his head wryly as he leaned on his back. His hand clenched into a fist to avoid making a mess. His eyes darted towards the door, but it was still sealed shut. In a way, he had hoped to see you right there, stunned by his performance. You’d likely call him a pervert, with a smug smile blooming all over your face. He would chuckle and welcome you inside, luring you into his affectionate trap. The thought amused him, but more than that, it comforted him. All in all, what’s a few more hours? It's less than days, weeks, or months, but for you, he’d wait an eternity as long as in the end you’d be by his side. 

With that in mind, he sluggishly got up and grabbed a piece of cloth to clean himself. Sleeping should replenish plenty of his energy for when you return. After all, he’s got to show everything you have missed tonight. 

[kunekojo]

Hello there honeyy. Hope you have a nice start of the week. I would like to leave a request for Shunsui Kyoraku and Kenpachi Zaraki (my daddies) x fem s/o. How would they react, feel or act if their s/o had temporary amnesia because of a fight they had? Maybe he/she doesn't remember them.

You know, we need angst in this life. This can happen in the Thousand Year Blood War timeline. Thank you very much 🤍

AHHH HELLOO sweet anon! Thank you, my week started a little busy but it's slowly getting empty. I truly hope your week is going fine!! I'm so glad you're the first to request angst bc tbh, I'm down bad for it. Please, enjoy! P.S. i may have slipped some fluff inside but I blame my angst playlist for it

Kyoraku Shunsui and Zaraki Kenpachi reacting to their s/o with temporary amnesia

warning: TYBW spoilers, angst

Kyoraku Shunsui

After the fight, Shunsui goes searching for you right away despite his own injuries, but when he finds you laid down, he's quick to notice that you're unconscious. His heart sinks as he frantically reaches to hold you in his arms and all he can think is "Why wasn't I here to protect you?". A wave of guilt surges through him as he rushes to take you back to safety, where you can get healed

But as you're getting healed, you simply don't wake up. He's stuck watching you with a blank expression drawn all over his face as his hand reaches for yours but the lack of motion is simply terrible. How did it come to this?

He's so angry with himself and everyone might try to console him by telling him it's not his fault, but still, he can't help but blame himself.

It takes you a little to come back to reality, maybe a few days, but dear god those days were the longest for him. During your silent recovery, he stayed with you almost always. No one was able to take him away from you, not even Nanao who simply felt the anguish on his face despite him trying to mask it.

There was just a need to guard you that filled him, even if there was no threat anymore. He simply couldn't go a moment without making sure nothing happens until you woke up.

And soon enough, after 3 days of being immobilized, you open your eyes right as he's napping soundly next to you. He feels the vibrations of your movement and jolts, happier than ever to see you. He doesn't say much but places his hand on your face to run soft caresses along your cheek, but the way you simply stare at him cluelessly is a bad sign.

"My dearest love, what's wrong?" "W-who are you?"

GOD the way you mouthed those words slashed him worse than the blade of the enemy, they were sharp enough to tear through his heart and leave him frozen in place.

"What do you mean? It's me, Shu." you can see the pained expression on his face and the way his furrowed brows tremble. He can't grasp the situation, or more like he refuses to, but when someone else comes in and breaks the ice by telling him you seem to suffer from amnesia, he takes your hand

Truthfully, he's so hurt once his fears are confirmed, not only because his lover doesn't remember him anymore, but also because he can't imagine how you must feel.

"There's a chance they will regain their memories?" "And how would that happen?" "We just have to wait."

Those words aren't helpful enough for him but he'll patiently wait for you to get your memories back, no matter how much time it takes.

From then on, he takes you in his care. He begins telling you about yourself, in the hope that'll awaken you but it doesn't work. He'll go ahead and answer any of your curiosities, no matter how stupid they might sound. He's so patient with you and cherishes the simple fact you're still alive, but seeing you so clueless about everything, things you usually enjoy, things you've always dreamed of, it saddens him so much.

He's turned so careful of you that now he won't leave your side. Say even one tiny ouch and he'll be there, ready as if you're being attacked.

Then at some point, you ask him about himself. You ask how you two met and what's the relationship between the two of you and his expression changes drastically.

"It's hard to believe, but you just happen to be my one and only true love." it's the way he words his explanation so softly that you don't brush it away.

"Isn't it painful... to have me around? Wouldn't it be better to stay away from me for no-" "No, not at all. I want to fall in love with you again and again, until the end. "

Somehow, that makes you fall for him, despite already being together.

By the following days, you find yourself doing a couple of things together, he's taught you quite a lot and that fact alone is worrying to many, especially Nanao.

Zaraki Kenpachi

Right after the battle is done, Kenpachi searches for you. He just wants to feel your touch, hear how you've handled your fight, and tell you how his own were. However, while looking for you, someone else's voice calling for him snatches his focus and he can't ignore them once they say "It's Y/N, it's bad."

As soon as he hears something happened to you he darts to your location, aggressively asking what happened. Yet, when he sees you all laid down unconscious he's stunned, he thought you were safe.

He gently grabs you from the ground, so firmly as not to cause any more damage and his voice is heavy with anger and upsetness.

"What the hell happened." "They seem to be unconscious." "For how long?" "We don't know"

Hearing that kills him, but he can't help not staying close to you until everyone gathers. He can't accept things ending like this, you have to get better so he can hear your voice again. That drives him to train more so he can handle enemies much better, just to be able to help you from now on. After every single training, he'll come to stay by your side until you wake up (which thankfully doesn't take you long)

But there's something odd about the way you're eyeing him as if he's some stranger. He drags his palm close to your face and when you just stare at it rather worriedly he can tell there is something bad.

"Y/N" "Huh? Where am I?" "You're safe, don't you know who I am?" "No..."

Although he seems really calm, inside he's burning with frustration. Frustration over what happened, frustration over how this could've been prevented, and frustration with himself. But he can't dwell on these, he has to act.

Truthfully, these are new emotions he's experiencing, the grief of your loved one not remembering him is something he can hardly take. He has to go and train every night just to keep himself distracted but during every spare moment, he'll be right with you, silently guarding over you and helping you.

Kenpachi thinks he can only deal with his feelings by destroying target dummies to the point they're is nothing left of them. But baby boy, it might help with his pent-up anger but it doesn't sway away the anguish in his soul.

Yet your smile helps him a little and gives him hope you might return back one day, whenever you're ready.

Someone from the healing department insists he can go rest and that's the point he just lashes at them, screaming and all because this has been really hard on him. But despite this, he's still so soft and patient with you, even going to lengths to teach you everything you can't remember.

You may not hold those past memories anymore, but he still does and that won't make him draw back from you. His behavior helps you feel somewhat familiar with him, it brings a scent of nostalgia so you just stick along, especially since he's the first face you've seen when you awoke.

The day you're good to go comes and given the fact he's spent so much time with you, you instinctively follow his lead. Kenpachi takes you to his place and during the following days, you'll hear only stories of your fights and how triumphant you looked and were.

He's doing all these in the hopes you might remember but also as a way to hold your old self fresh in mind because he misses you so much. Sure you're there, but it feels like you're not really there and that feeling alone is tormenting.

"Were we something more before?" "Yes" "Oh, I'm sorry." "Don't be"

You can literally smell the whiff of sadness in his voice so you place your hand on his arm to comfort him which works more than you anticipated. A little carried away, he places his head on your shoulder and hums, he's longed to do this so much.

[kunekojo]

Hi guys! I’m so sorry for being absent for a little but it’s easter break for me so things are a little busy these days.

I’m aware I haven’t posted in awhile but please know that all requests are in progress, it’s just that it’s taking me a lil longer than usual.

Thank you for bearing with me, I wish you all a good day!!

[kunekojo]

Um, you know, I was reading your stuff, and came across with something, like, ¿kenpachi and Shunsui? For the same s/o, fighting for here, trying to win her over. Those looks from the two of them, which s/o must receive, make me tremble. AND HOLD UP THERE. Just, hold on. That's is something gooooddd you know. That's is something that I PERSONALLY, thinks that the fandom of bleach will like. Because you know, we all are horny for those two.

And KENPACHI RECENTLY , is having a blow up. That is good, he need more love. This man is DELICIOUS.

Another topic. What are your favorite bleach characters? And Which bleach character do you like to write more or receive request from them?

Like just imagine how overwhelmingly good it must feel to have two hotties giving you so much attention, one after the other 😳😳😳

HONESTLY I’M so terribly glad people give these two this much attention. I’ve thought for a really long while that no one cares for either of them, but the fact so many of you ask for them makes me so excited.

Ahhh well uhh 🫣 my number one baby scrunchy just so happens to be Shunsui. God I’m literally so down for him, words cannot even describe it. Some of my other favs are Byakuya, Urahara, Kenny, Nell, and Rangiku.

As for the writing, I love writing Shunsui a lil too much. Kenny, Byakuya, and Urahara are super fun too, but I’d like to write for the ladies one day. However, I'm always happy to write about anyone, I just want to better my skills and make people happy🥹

[kunekojo]

What kind of morning voice do they have and they use it to their advantage for aizen, mayuri and shinji(seperately) plz

You can decide the genre

Yes hi hello :3 here you go, I hope you like it

Morning voice featuring Aizen, Mayuri, Shinji

Warning: NSFW, subtly suggestive

Sosuke Aizen

Aizen almost always wakes up with a hoarse voice. You can literally feel the way it guttural vibrates when he mouths a simple “good morning” and God it drives you crazy.

It just draws you to wrap around him and he takes your signs of interest very seriously. Simply put, he’ll just use it to see you squirm in his arms

He can say anything and you'll just stare at him, delighting yourself with how hot he sounds but when a pair of dirty words creep out of his mouth, you're done

That being said, he'll keep whispering against your ear until just feeling his touch won't be enough anymore

It's the way he can make you so needy with nothing but his voice that gives him an immense sense of overpowering.

So please, prepare yourself for all the things he'll push you to do just by a simple husky demand because that'll take awhile

When he considers he's teased you enough, he'll pull you closer and delight himself with everything you'll do

Kurotsuchi Mayuri

Mayuri’s morning voice is raucous. It's so much different than his usual melodic voice that every time he wakes up beside you and talks, you just stare at him

He notices your the odd expression drawn all over your face and asks what's up but when you tell him it's nothing, he'll leave it at that

But you still can't accommodate yourself to the difference in pitch. Is it that unusual or do you just like it a lot? You'll never know

Yet when he makes a small demand, you'll feel something in your tummy. A pleasant ache that makes you do his biding and longer around him so much that it'll draw his attention

There's clearly something ongoing in your brain and he'll spend some time to figure it out while accidentally giving you more fuel

But when you'll just stare into his eyes and gasp upon hearing him say “Sit still” it makes sense. He's found something to toy around you with

The way you gaze at him causes a grin to bloom all over his face as he slowly begins using his voice to his advantage. He’ll order you to do all sorts of things just because it's so delightful how you listen to every word he instructs you to do

Shinji

Shinji will wake up and say a sweet good morning to you in a gruff, but when you don't answer back he'll worry

He’ll push himself to see what's wrong with you but you're alright. Still, there's something wrong because you keep staring at him with your mouth open

The way he lifts himself and mouths “What's up beautiful?” is music to your ears, so much that you still keep quiet to enjoy more bits of his morning voice. But he's not having it with you

“Can't you tell me what's wrong?” “oh Nothing I just...” you pause but the way he leans in and urges you by saying “you what? Spill it out” just makes you melt so much more

“You sound so good like this.” “huh?”

He's so sleepy that it takes him a while to figure out that you're practically saying he sounds so hot right now, but you help him realize by pulling him into a kiss

When you draw back, he'll think of what to say to get you to kiss him like that again.

There's a wide grin on his face and you can tell he's cooking something. Maybe it's a dirty order or sweet praise but what comes out of his mouth is something else

He’ll say something that sounds so terrible but it's the fact he tries that matters. It amuses you a little

“Let's just keep it like usual, okay?”

He nods in agreement whilst clutching you in his arms as he tries to remember what’ll drive you to the edge

[kunekojo]

UMMM- yes hello, I was reading your blog and came across the topic of Shunsui and Kenpachi in a polyamorous relationship. Now I can't get it out of my head. This two- make me feel things, now we here.

Can I ask for a request where Zaraki and Shunsui have a giant crush on the same woman. Maybe they both "compete" to see who gets her first. It can be headcanons, thank you very much

YESSS HII HELLOO this idea IS SO JUICY thank you so so much

Zaraki Kenpachi and Kyoraku Shunsui competing for their crush

Zaraki Kenpachi

Kenpachi hardly notices Shunsui likes you too, but he's not exactly fond of him being around you, especially with all those stupid words and gestures he does. Can't he do that to the other women he has?

He lashes at Shunsui sometimes but when he sees he doesn’t take him seriously, he’s ready to burst and attack him but you stop him. His subordinates try too, but anyway

He’ll act like he always does, but might do gestures you don’t exactly expect him to display. The way he acts is so surreal that no one can understand what he’s doing, or what’s driving him to do that

He hates the way Shunsui looks at him from above as if he has the upper hand and that’s exactly what makes him realize he likes you too. This pushes him to go at him and make him know his place, but when he sees it doesn't make much of a difference he'll be pretty pissed off

But knowing you don't want him fighting senselessly, he'll just do more moves on you while grinning at Shunsui

However, you sense his anger and question him, but he'll use an excuse while glaring around intently so that idiot won't disturb your moment

Every time he notices Shunsui alone with you, he'll come too

He’ll often make harsh comments about him, not minding whether you take after him or not

Kenny has this type of possessive jealousy which drives him to show that he wants and will have you. Others should give up already because they don't stand any chance, he'll make sure he gets what's his in the end

But all these don't make him disregard Shunsui’s safety during battles (actually, you ask him to help him and he does it just because you asked)

Should something happen to you instead, he won't drive him away because right now who matters is YOU

Kyoraku Shunsui

being the careful man he is, he's quick to notice that the other captain might happen to have similar interests as him, but he doesn't take Kenpachi seriously. He thinks he's imagining things instead because, no offense, Captain Kenpachi has a crush? And it happens to be HIS crush? Pfft, no way.

However, he'll pay a little more attention to the way Kenpachi interacts with you, and when it gets a little too comfy, he'll slowly realize that oh fuck, it really is like that

But it's not like Kenpachi stands any chance, in fact, he won't put any extra effort until he notices how flattered you are by that guy's simple remarks.

It'll drive him to make more teasings, some tending to be so much more loving than usual. He'll often offer to help you, carry your stuff (or you, if you let him), he'll do so much more than he initially wanted. It's such a tragedy, he wanted to do those once you two got together, but there is a priority and it's to win you over

he'll often give Kenpachi friendly-taunting looks as if to assert that he's first and Captain Kenpachi slowly comprehends them, especially with the threatening energy Shunsui sends

and when Kenpachi comes charging at him, questioning what the fuck he's doing and to back off, he'll say "nooope"

every time you seem to fancy something Kenny does, he'll try to do it better

also, every single moment it's just you and Kenny, he won't stop thinking about it, not until he sees you again

despite this need for domination, Shunsui will NEVER try to convince you to dislike Kenpachi because that's none of his business. It's none of his business whenever you want Kenny to tag along, but he might make subtle comments about Kenpachi, whether he's around or not

he has this type of jealousy that drives him to want to win you over, so much that he won't stop thinking about you until you're finally his. But this doesn't mean he'll act differently toward Kenpachi during battles. After all, he's a fellow Captain, a member of the Soul Society, and he wouldn't let him die. Plus, it'd make you upset, and he doesn't want that to happen

Should something happen to you instead, he won't try to push Kenpachi away. Actually, as they both work together to get you healed and safe, he might end up talking about how amazing you are.

[kunekojo]

Maybe this is weird to ask, but I'm curious. What request are you writing right now? (only for CURIOSITY)and which ones do you have in ask still waiting? Like theirs summary/ideas.

it's just that- ok, I accept, I would like to make a request, but I don't want to repeat summary. So I'd better ask first, HAVE A NICE DAY. If you don't want to respond is okay ^^

It’s not weird at all!! So please, don’t worey!!!!

Here’s a short list of them :

Byakuya and Toshiro hj (currently in drafts)

shunsui x Ukitake x Reader NSFW Praises (currently in drafts)

Shunsui and Kenpachi competing for the same crush (update: finished)

Morning voice for Aizen, Mayuri, Shinii (update: finished)

Training with Ikkaku and praises (currently in drafts)

Nsfw showering with espadas

Nsfw first time with Zangetsu and Ichigo

Shinji praising reader after working so much (currently in drafts)

Kenpachi and Shunsui reacting after their s/o got amnesia (angst)

Love at first sight or slow burn with Aizen, Gin, Shinji

Soulmate au where Kisuke puts Mayuri and Reader together ( fluff)

Also don’t worry!! Last time I got a similar request with another, I took a little to imagine a different way I could write it.

ALSO, I FORGOT TO SAY IT BUT PLEASE!!! You too have an amazing day!!!

[kunekojo]

Do you write for Szayelaporro?

Hello!!! I did in fact write something for him awhile ago c: so the answer is yes

[kunekojo]

Tybw grown Toshiro x reader making out?

Why of course😳 I truly hope you like this!!!

Tybw grown Toshiro x Fem!Reader ~ Make out session

Warning: none, maybe a little suggestiveness

Tags: fluff, lovely fluff

WC: 0,9 k

•••

Finding peace in the silence, you hummed in delight with each passing second. 

There was not much to do for you since you’d just finished tending to your own work so what else were you supposed to occupy your time with? Toshiso still had plenty on his hands before he could give you his undivided attention, and you didn’t want to rush him for one second. But he was so close that you counted the remaining papers. 

Still, a little impatient, you firmly rested your head on his shoulder and he was quick to give you a pleased hum. There was no slight smile drawn over his face but the sensation in his voice displayed how content he was for having you around so close. Your touch was what made him feel so much better, thus allowing him to get a lot closer to completing the paperwork.

Head slightly lifted, your eyes traveled over his features as his brows drew together and his eyes watched carefully as if something was wrong.

“Did you mess up something?” you questioned innocently, intrigued by whatever was giving him an ache.

“No, I don’t think so.” Toshiro replied shortly, looking over the paper again to make sure there are no mistakes. “It’s the last one and I have to make sure it’s done properly.” the stillness in his voice didn’t wash your concern away.

“I know, darling.” your voice soothed him momentarily but the tension in his muscles told you just how there was something ongoing. “Take your time.”

“I am, but- “ he halted his words, tightening his grip around them. “damnit, I feel like I’m missing something but I can’t grasp what. I need it finished now, after all that mess.” his composure broke a little but the sensation of your hand slowly tracing the line of his cheeks snatched him.

You slowly pulled his face toward yours. “Maybe you just need to take a break.” you proposed in a whisper, feeding yourself off the way he was gazing at you. “Just to clear your mind, it won’t take long.” 

He briefly pondered your suggestion, deciding it was the best course of action. You were right after all, overexerting himself would do no good but cause more damage, so a tiny break should aid him. 

“Maybe.” His tone still gave off an air of uncertainty, so you quickly stroked his chin.

“Come on, do it. It’ll be so much better.”

With carefulness, he placed the papers down and released them. He indulged in your touch, humming contently the more he deepened himself into the palm of your hand, but when you noticed the firm expression drawn all over his face, you couldn’t look anywhere else.

You gazed at the opening of his mouth and a sudden feeling of adoration overwhelmed you. The more you stared at his fleshy lips as he took deep breaths, the more you wanted to place a loving kiss. But with each passing second your urge got the better of you, so in the heat of the moment you fell victim to your desire and kissed him.

A faint gasp crept out of his mouth as his mind slowly processed what you’d done. The sensation of your mouth against his brought so much warmth in him that he couldn’t take himself away from you. But once you slightly drew your lips back to look into his eyes, he gently pressed his hand at the back of your head, shoving you back right where you were. It was the taste of your lips that drew him to hunger for more and he wouldn’t miss the chance to obtain it. A consequence of your own actions.

Surprised by his motion, you gasped in his mouth, but the coming of his embrace stunned you so much that you couldn’t hold back. You instinctively widened your mouth, seemingly awaiting something and he was quick to notice. So quickly that he took your welcoming sign and invaded your mouth just so he could have a little bit of your taste and a few of your noises. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” he breathed heavily into your mouth before grasping your lips once more, leaving you no time or space to react. Despite his focus, he found a glimpse of control to trail his hands around your frame, inflicting you with the sudden feel of his wide palms clutching bits of your skin.

Yet, it was the way he seized you that made you give yourself over to his control. The way he led you so properly, the way his build towered over you, reminding you just how much he could do.

As your thoughts kept spiraling, his nibbling of your lower lip pushed you to let out a faint whimper of delight, thus encouraging him to tighten the bite between his teeth. A visible smile blossomed on his face as you squirmed in his arms rather desperate for more, but he wouldn’t leave you unattended like this, not until it was enough for you.

However as you two desperately brushed lips together, you felt him begin to back away until he broke the kiss, leaving you yearning for more. But the look in his eyes brought a little hope in you, especially with the way they were eagerly watching you wail for more.

“Shhh, let me finish the paper first, then you’ll have more.” 

[kunekojo]

I would have never known you just recently started writing! You're very good and I enjoy your style quite a bit.

-@dragon-anon 🐉

Ahhh thank you 🥹tbh, i want to got better

[kunekojo]

Get* please do not mind my slight tipsiness

[kunekojo]

I would have never known you just recently started writing! You're very good and I enjoy your style quite a bit.

-@dragon-anon 🐉

Ahhh thank you 🥹tbh, i want to got better

[kunekojo]

Hii, I'm not sure if you write for these characters so I'm a little nervous, I read the list of ideas and I was wondering if you could write what it would be like to give a massage to zangetsu (including the hollow) and also to Ichigo, nsfw pls ^^♡

Heyyaaa, please don't be nervous! To be frank, I hardly started writing seriously a week ago and most stuff I felt like writing was Shunsui and Kisuke. So please, there's no need to be nervous about a few characters I did not yet write for! Honestly, I'm so sorry for taking this long but I wanted to make sure this comes out good

There's always room for more ^-^ I sincerely hope this is to your liking and that I did them justice.

NSFW Massage with Zangetsu (featuring Hollow Ichigo) and Ichigo x Fem!Reader

Warning: NSFW

Zangetsu

“You seem terribly stiff.” you point from behind as you carefully study the hint of restraint in his muscles.

“Do I?” Zangetsu turns his head and asks bluntly, a little taken aback by your remark.

“Yes, quite a lot.”

He can’t quite understand your capability to notice such tiny insignificant details, but it’s not unexpected of you given your observational skills. A little preoccupied with something else, he brushes this thought away. There’s no harm in restraint, so why should he be bothered by it? 

“It’ll go away.” his short response makes you slightly furious. You are aware that the situation is not severe, but it doesn't mean he shouldn't take care of himself just this one time.

You've just seen him at work the past two days, so a little extra attention shouldn't hurt. It just will only last for a short period of time, not more. You reach out and seize his hand as you watch him turning to leave, which causes him to look at you bewilderedly as you clutch him tightly.

“I know but, can’t you let me take care of it? I promise it’ll be so much better afterward.” your pleading places him in utter confusion, what can you possibly do to ease up such a minor inconvenience? 

Truthfully, it does cause him plenty of discomforts but not enough to halt him from tending to his work. Still, he can’t deny his curiosity, rather because he can hardly imagine what cure you might possibly hold. 

“Take care of it? How?” he mouths softly, erasing some of the gaps between you two with tiny steps.

Zangetsu watches you silently with stern eyes holding a hint of intrigue, urging you to go ahead and speak. 

“Would you let me give you a massage?” you offer timidly but the excitement in your eyes tells him this isn’t only about his back pain. But that won’t make him not take up your offer, especially since you give him your usual look of anticipation.

It doesn’t take him much to nod in agreement. He may not hold an interest in massages but if it’s something you wish to perform on him, he won’t reject it. However, his quick confirmation places you under so much cheerfulness that you immediately lead him to the bed. You signal him to take off his upper cloth and he quickly does it, placing it as neatly as possible on the nearest table. 

“You’re going to enjoy it, trust me,” you reassure him to which he gives you a content hum and a slight smile beams on his face.

“Alright, I trust you.”

Once he stays still, you place your hands on his back, gently propping him closer to the softness of the matter. It feels so intimate to have him so close that you don't want to remove your hands from him. You even grease your fingers to make the experience better for him, but when you press against the sensitive portion of his skin, you can hear him groan. Even so, you don't feel any discomfort in his voice; rather, you hear maybe a hint of... Pleasure? It truly surprises you, making you want to look for additional places to hear him again.

Again, you stroke the appropriate area, but this time his grumbling is a bit louder, and Oh god, you almost seem to be enjoying it a little too much. Your cheeks are already burning red, but you try to contain it for a little longer to explore more of his body.

“Move your hand a little lower.” his low-toned voice stuns you but you comply with his request.

Fingers creeping lower against his skin, you press gently enough for him to let out a pleased hum. Then, you slowly make your way around his waist and swirl gentle long-pressed motions. Although you don't really know anything about massages, he seems to be enjoying himself as he guides you around just with the noises he’s making.

The feel of his muscles’ tenderness makes you want to wander around his front but this isn’t about you following your desires, it’s about giving him a good time. However, you can’t help but think about the image of you trailing along his chiseled pecs, deepening your touch with each grunt he gives. The way you’d caress his stiff shoulder, pressing yourself into him to grasp him from behind. You feel a fine tingle in your lower as your daydream’s features grow a little descriptive with the possibility of taking care of him in ways he likes. 

The huff of his voice snatches your attention and you’re back to reality. You hear slightly ragged breaths coming from him and you wonder what’s going on. But as you pay a little attention around, you notice you’ve accidentally bent over his back with your hands tightly wrapped around his abs. 

How did it get like this? You question yourself, a little embarrassed with your stunt. Feeling bad, you toss your body back but he’s quick to seize one of your arms, not letting go of you. His firm grip makes you gasp and right when you’re readying yourself to mumble an apology, he cuts you off.

“No, keep going.” he demands with a faint groan, bringing your hand back to where it was and you comply, drawing soft-pressed traces. Did you just make him horny? You must find out.

You lean forward and rest your head on his shoulders out of curiosity, letting your gaze drift down to his groin where you are surprised to see the prominence of his pulsing member. Its slight twitching makes your walls clench, urging you to gradually lower your hand. Zangetsu hums in satisfaction as you gently make your way to his downward and right when you’re close in range to it, he pushes his hand into yours and settles it on his crotch. 

The sensation of his twitches makes you wonder how much he’s waited for you to touch him like that, but now it doesn't matter because you'll take proper care of his trouble. As another grunt squeaks out of his mouth, you teasingly wrap your fingers around his cock and stroke along the created line there. 

You can feel the impatience in his motions, but once you draw your lips closer to his ears, you whisper. “Shhh, don’t worry, I’ve got you.” you can’t see the expression on his face but the relaxation of his tensed build helps you picture it.

You can’t bear to play with him, so you swiftly reach for his pants and unbuckle them open. When you slide your hand underneath his underwear and softly pull his throbbing cock out, Zangetsu breathes heavily, making you wonder how much it’ll take for him to burst. 

You glide your hand across his shaft, jerking it at a slow pace but the sudden tightening of his hand around yours makes you jolt. You open your eyes and stare confusedly only to notice the coming of an unfamiliar chuckle. 

“Grip it tighter.” the hollow urged you, steadying your own pace and you tried to keep with him. 

His appearance takes you by surprise but not as much as previously and just by the shift of the atmosphere you can tell how much this situation will escalate. This thought makes you smile and you can barely wait to see just what’ll happen next. 

Once he deems your jerks quick enough, his hand moves away, finding comfort close to your thigh. He bents his back to place it between your thighs as his fingers blindly reach for your cunt to shove soft presses. You gasp at how much he’s deepening his thrusts, slightly messing with your pace but you’re quick to compose yourself. 

You both touch yourself rhythmically, panting with each heavy stroke either of you performs. But you can tell he’s much closer to his arrival than you, given he was the last to handle you. It compels you that you’ve got the upper hand so you must make sure he cums first at all costs. 

You quickly move your palm up and down while letting out a small gasp as bubbles of cum begin to form on his tip. As you tighten your hold, he tosses his head back, giving you the opportunity to go faster.

You jerk him a couple more times and loudly pant in his ear, causing him to hunch his hips and slither as liquid rapidly drops down his cock and dribbles onto his jeans. He exhales quickly and appears to be about to fall over, but just as he turns to face you, you pull away from him, grinning in anticipation. 

You can foresee his words just by the way he’s glancing at you intently as if he’s readying to do so much more.

“Now’s my turn.” He smiles mischievously and borders you in his arms.

Ichigo

“Ouch.” you hear him right next to you.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I think I pressured my muscles too much.” Ichigo replies, rubbing his chest but the noise of another pained gasp makes you clutch his pecs.

You massage the area with gentle pressings but despite feeling his soreness worsen, your touch gradually eases him up.

You swing your hand around as he's carefully observing your motions and he can’t help but wonder where you learned to do that.

“There, is this better?” You ask, parting your lips whilst you watch him closely for any more signals.

Your voice makes him lower his head to look at you, but when sees you staring at him with wide-open eyes and not halting your hands, a wave of warmth surges through him. The way you rub him feels so good that he can’t put into words how great it is but hum contently instead.

“Yeah, it is.” He approves, drawing his face close to your lips to place a smooth kiss. “Thank you.”

But right when he’s about to pull away, you tightly grasp his shirt.

“Hold up, where do you think you’re going?”

“Huh? What do you mean? It doesn’t hurt anymore.” He insists with furrowed brows, confused with the way you’re not letting him go. What was more to do?

“I know but it doesn’t mean there’s no need to prevent it.” You protest, a little unsure if massages work that way but it’s worth a shot.

You follow him with intent eyes, hinting that he has no choice but play along. You really won’t give up until he gets that massage, won’t you? Ichigo sighs in slight amusement at how precautious you are, giving into your wish. After all, it’s a pretty good feeling so why not have it for a little longer.

“Fine.” He agrees as a soft smile builds on his face as your trailing softens his body, filling him with a craving to feel you linger across his skin for much longer.

“Good, but I need you to remove your shirt.” Your implication takes him aback, stunning him momentarily.

“What? Can’t you just do it like this?” The timidness in his voice makes you chuckle, how can you tend to him properly with material slipping between your fingers? “It can't be any different with my shirt off.”

“No, silly. There has to be no obstacle for this to be effective.” Your explanation sounds a little far off but he doesn’t really want you to stop at this point. But the way you indicate it'll feel better makes him burn with a little intrigue. “Or I can just leave you be and-“

“No.” The shifting in his voice makes you blink at him curiously. It takes you by surprise just how quick he replied and you can’t help yourself but wonder what made him change his mind?

You lean toward him to observe him better but the look of pleasure in his eyes tells your traces are simply that good. However, the way he watches you so tensely gives you a vibe of uncertainty.

“Are you sure? Ichi?” you search for his reassurance which he provides by gently pulling your hand away so he can take out his shirt.

“Yes, Y/N. Don't worry, go ahead.” he smoothly presses your fingers against his chest and you gaze back at him, returning to your pace.

Feeling his muscles so plainly helps you rub him better than before, thing you're able to tell by the way his body relaxes. You focus all your concentration on the area but Ichigo can't seem to look anywhere else but at you, as you do your little performance. His eyes dart to your face and stay to observe your firm expression with great interest. But when you part your lips as you lose yourself in touching him, he can't take his glance away from their tenderness.

Have your lips always been this fleshy? He wonders, desiring to run his finger across them to test it out, but he won't interrupt you when you're this focused. Still, his mind does the trick for him, picturing how you would probably lift your head to look into his eyes. It's the image of your expression that brings more warmth in him, so much that your fingers running down his chest worsen it.

But he can't compose himself at this point, not even after he sways his stare toward your firm hand.

The sudden sensation of his hand lifting your head causes you to stop with a gasp, but as he presses his lips against yours, you do nothing but indulge yourself in his taste. With your hand unmoved, you clutch his muscles as his other hand wraps around your waist, gradually pulling you closer.

The drive in him to do this makes you question whether this was a consequence of your massage but the deepening of his kiss causes a jolt of arousal to run through your veins.

Ichigo makes sure he leaves no corners of your mouth untouched whilst you grant him the pleasure to explore inside. The heat of the moment makes you both pant into each other’s mouths, lingering for more.

Holding you, he slowly leans you down to lie on the mattress and moves his hands along your curves.

“Ichigo.” you let out a faint moan as he halts the kiss by lifting himself to observe you from above.

The red hue flushing your cheeks makes his stiffening member throb. Watching you beautifully laid down fills him with a desire to make more noises escape from you. But how should he do it? He ponders but soon sees your thighs rubbing against each other in search of a stimulus.

“Y/N, please spread your legs.” he pleads, unable to take his focus away and upon hearing him, you hum and comply.

Hands reaching for your lower, he hastily takes your clothes off, and once he’s left with the sight of your wet folds, his mouth rushes to your love box. His hands go under your legs to settle them to rest on his shoulders while his mouth begins brushing your sex.

The feeling of his firm tingles makes you squirm below him, providing him with what he wanted. You feel the tip of his tongue caress your clit with pressed strokes and moan with each circling he performs.

“Oh, Ichigo,” you whine, placing your hand on his head to push him deeper. He wants to hear more of that.

But right as he savors your sweetness, he finds the right pace once you let a sharp cry out. Ichigo quickens his motions, occasionally sucking your clit. His grip around your legs tightens with each tremble you make, giving more music to his ears. He can't get enough of your juices, greedily eating you out to get more.

His tongue moves so well around your slick folds and makes you toss your head back as shivers run down your spine. But he's doing such a great job that you can't restrain your hips more not to buckle into his mouth, begging him to make you cum. God, the way he will make you cum.

Your toes curl while the incoming climax makes you seize his hair harshly, and once you shout his name fiercely, he helps you ride through your orgasm.

Your body quivers profoundly in his touch, but the placements of smooth kisses over your cherry make you gasp with how sensitive you are.

“So good.” Ichigo mumbles, lifting himself to look over how good he made you feel.

[kunekojo]

Hello, I would like to humbly request some more Shunsui content 👀 perhaps FWB to lovers? Like him convincing reader he isn’t only wanting to see her casually anymore despite his reputation and their agreement. If you can include some smut you’ll forever be my fave ❤️

I can't reject a smut offer 😳 I'll write shunsui smut anywhere, anytime for the rest of my life. Please, delight yourself as much as I did for three whole fucking days, god

NSFW Kyoraku Shunsui x Fem!Reader - Sudden Lovers

Warning: NSFW mentions

Tags: fluff, shunsui being romantic, teasing, slight fingering, oral (receiving), intense lovemaking, praising, soft dom Shunsui, falling asleep.

WC: 3,9 k

•••

The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground, drawing your attention. Is it night already? How splendid, you told yourself, feeding off your thought of meeting him once again.

Your mind wandered around all day long, not being able to free yourself from his grip, but you didn't wish for that to happen. You had all the reasons to think of him, some making you ponder intently about your soon reunion.

It's been maybe a few months since you and Shunsui came to a mutual agreement of pleasing each other after countless days of intense teasing. Months in which he pleased you like you never imagined, making you feel wanted. He truly wanted you, or at least your body but that alone was enough.

You've had your eyes on him since you two first crossed paths, and the first thought his warm yet stern presence brought upon you was a deep wish to have him. But you weren’t sure if he’d ever hold feelings for you, not that he needed to, the simple fact that you two held a genuine connection that resulted in a friendship was enough. It was just really good to have a friend like him.

However, you couldn’t really restrain your pleasurable thoughts away. But let’s be honest, how could you not have them? The fact that you often found him taking off his cloth only to reveal his chiseled muscles like it was nothing, it took your eyes off whatever you were looking at. It just made you daydream of those moments frequently, but every time you’d question if it was truly alright to have such cravings for a friend.

Wasn’t it inappropriate? Shunsui was probably getting comfortable with you, thinking nothing of his plain gestures but what would you do instead? Fantasize about how you’d want that hand of his wrapped around your neck and pressed tightly into the corners of your line? What nasty thoughts, so nasty that you didn’t lift a finger to halt them because, after all, you enjoyed them. Why mess with your feelings if that’s what you wanted? It’d only bring more discomfort and worse and you didn’t want that.

You started by making innocent remarks, hoping to snatch his attention but you never imagined they’d draw him to you so quickly. Was he into you all this time? Yet after some time, when he came up with his proposal, you didn't take much time to consider it. It was a pleasant decision, earning you both nights of intense love making like never before.

You decided together to meet every two nights and go for hours without anyone interrupting your special moments. No romantic feelings, nothing to hold either of you from any other opportunities, it was as simple as that.

With him, it was like having a good humorous friend throughout the week and a man to pin you down and fuck you for hours until you were a mess during the night, rather a bizarre combination. It kind of amazed you this duality of him that somehow still held a hint of comfort and warmth.

All these thoughts circled inside the back of your head as you steadily made your way to his place. You were simply excited, to say at least, so excited that you couldn’t wait any more seconds to feel his loving touch overwhelm your body. You wanted to hear his words of sweet praise shower over you, making you feel desired and you were going to get them right away.

Facing the entrance, you knocked at the door only to be greeted by Shunsui frantically opening it. Startled, you took a step back but the beaming smile he gave you shortly put you at ease. He was happy like a small child waiting for the ice cream man to finally appear, something that made him seem adorable to you despite the solid build and mass of hair covering his chest.

“Y/N-chan. It’s good to see you again.” Shunsui spoke gracefully as his eyes traced all the way down to your body, feeding themselves off your hidden curves.

You felt his gaze all over you and smiled, propping yourself against the wooden wall so you could see that intense tint of lust flow in his eyes.

“It’s good to be here again.” You replied in anticipation, lifting your head as he gave a content hum before inviting you in. But you weren’t able to see the same powerful desire within them, was there something wrong?

You couldn’t even tell what was in them and it messed with you. There was something different with him, something you couldn’t quite figure out.

“I’d like to do things a little differently tonight.” His raspy voice pulled you out of your thoughts as you casually followed his lead.

“What would that be?”

“Have you ever had a man prepare a fine dish for you?” His simple question raised curiosity in you, that was probably the answer to your worry. But why would he do that? It was no need for such a kind act, after all, you weren’t his lover so why put so much effort?

“Not really.” Your reply surprised him and he hummed, seeming a little disappointed.

“Jeez, that’s a shame. Well, I’m glad I get to be the first one.” He turned his head to throw you an excited grin but it only placed more confusion in you.

Arriving in the room, you noticed the food neatly arranged on the table. Alongside, there were two fine glasses filled with alcohol and a bottle. You stood in place momentarily to process what was the meaning behind all these but a sudden sensation overwhelmed you. You felt happy he had done something like this.

“I hope you didn’t eat before coming here. ” The man exclaimed, waving to you to sit down and you did as he said, placing your hand on the table as you waited.

“No, I didn’t.” You spoke softly, not making sense of any of these preparations. There had to be something behind this gesture, something that would change the mood for the rest of your night. Did he do all these to perhaps announce he’d like to cancel your agreement? No, probably not, but what?

“Why not?” His words once again snatched your focus but the expression of bewilderment still lingered down your face and he took notice of it.

“I didn’t want to be late, Shu.” You chuckled in an attempt to mask your concern. “It’s not a big deal anyway, especially that you made all this food which looks really good.”

You felt a difference in his eyes. Shunsui shrugged his shoulders, following you with a louder chuckle.

“What can I say? I’m good at plenty of things.” He said, hinting at some other things. It was true though, his hands were skilled enough to do so many things. However, his words proved to be a pause. “But never mind that. You may be even an hour or more late, but please, eat.” His honest pleading caused a wave of shock to surge through your blood, driving you to watch him with surprised wide open eyes. “We can see each other anytime, anywhere, there’s no need for hunger.”

You felt the care in his voice, but the way he said “anytime, anywhere” stunned you.

“What do you mean by anytime?” You questioned, eyeing him closely.

Shunsui took a sharp breath as if he were readying himself for an announcement. His head lowered to the ground and he kept silent for a little, leaving you unable to ask the same question again. You have to admit, this odd behavior he was showing troubled you but once he lifted his eyes to your gaze and chuckled, you didn’t know what to expect anymore.

“Y/N-chan, I believe this little game of ours has gone on for far too long, don’t you think?” He mouthed softly, placing his hand close to yours.

“I don’t understand, what is this about?” Your inquiry intrigued him, it only made this moment better for him.

“This is about the end of our agreement.” His words hit you like a pointing knife but the opening of his mouth pulled you to continue watching him. “I don’t want us to meet every two nights anymore, I want us to meet every night, every day, every hour,” Shunsui exclaimed, drawing his hand closer to yours, causing a hue of red to flush your puzzled face.

What was all this about? You just didn’t understand, you couldn’t understand what he wanted. Was this his way of telling you you should meet more?

“Shunsui, I don’t think I’m following.” You stuttered, considerably overwhelmed by his statement. “What are you trying to tell me? What’s all this supposed to mean? Your words, the… the dinner? What are all these for? This feels so much different than wanting us to have more intimacy.” You protested a little but the more you talked, the more the pieces began fitting together.

“Can’t you understand, dear Y/N-chan?” He spoke teasingly, a little amused with your difficulty to grasp the situation. His tone placed a little comfort in you but not enough to help you think straight.

“No I don’t. Enlighten me.”

Leaning closer, he dragged his hand onto yours, placing soft circlings along your soft skin.

“Be mine, Y/N. “ it’s the simplicity of his wish that struck you. He said it so plainly, but the weight it carried was one you could hardly hold. “There’s no point in this little agreement, I love you, Y/N, and I can surely tell you have similar interests as I do. It’s as simple as that.” He firmly dragged your hand toward his mouth and placed a small kiss.

You stared into his heavy-lidded eyes, attempting to compose yourself but you couldn’t. He was… confessing his love, but how. It had such a big effect on you that you started recollecting all your memories of him gently holding you when you needed it, tending to your pain when you thought you were alone, the signs were always slowly showing up. But you couldn’t believe your ears.

You couldn’t lie to yourself any longer, you fonded the way he proposed his intentions, so much that your insides boiled with an intense need to hear more of his sweet tainted words. You listened to him closely, paying attention to the way his lips delicately parted every time the word “you” came out of his mouth.

You wanted him to mouth more, you wanted more of his praises to linger against your ear, you wanted his touch to tighten around your frail hand, to carefully grip your fingers and intertwine. Much to your desires, he was going to give you all that and far more, things you couldn’t even imagine.

“I wanna be yours.” You whispered, giving him what he wanted to hear. A little unsure of the heaviness of your words, you observed him with great impatience, wondering what he was going to do next.

But Shunsui only laughed in delight, reaching to land a few more kisses on your hand. Your body instinctively pushed you to lean toward him.

Both your gazes locked on each other, tracing little sights over your features. An unbearable craving to lash at him and kiss him overpowered your sense of admiration, and suddenly you found yourself tasting the tenderness of his lips. You slightly raised your body and settled on his lap, resting your body against his groin. Your hands reached for his broad-wide shoulders and seized them, pressing your weight on him. That instant, Shunsui felt his member harden and hummed in delight, welcoming you to do everything you wanted.

Truthfully, you played right into his hands. This was his plan all along, his strategy to win you over after nights of being unable to keep his mind off you. Shunsui never held hope for your confirmation, but with each day he spent with you, each night worshiping your body, he came to realize you were just what he wanted. No other woman made him feel the way you did, none connected with him the way you did so he had to have you, he had to be able to cherish you every second. He wanted you, but only as long as you wanted him as much.

Hearing you say “I wanna be yours” so seductively made him want to ravish you. Shunsui tenderly clasped your body between his arms as he took your kiss, furthering it deeper. He pulled you tight to his chest whilst his hands glided across your body in eagerness, causing you to let out a muffled gasp once his fingers clutched your torso. But he needed more, and he was going to ensure that you gave it to him.

“Please, let me hear you one more time.” halting the kiss, he begged in a raspy voice. His hands slowly traced down to your lower, clutching around the curve of your ass just to hear you gasp.

Intrigued by his pleading, your hand traveled down to his groin, tracing firm rubs against his stiff member. Its twitching made you want to wrap your hand around it as you felt waves of pleasure across your body.

“Then make me, dear captain.” You replied, holding him hard as you attempted to flick your hand up and down while glancing at him passionately.

You could already feel the incoming shift of the situation just by the way his eyes turned hungry.

Make you? Oh, he was going to make you do so much more than tiny pants, he was going to fuck you so good that you’d mewl his name for days. You wouldn’t stop thinking of his cock buried deep inside your walls for the rest of your life with the way he was going to treat you tonight.

You cried out as Shunsui curled his free hand narrowly around your breast and applied pressure. Meanwhile, his other hand sank deeper and squeezed your ass, making you moan louder. It pushed you to buckle your hips in search of friction but the suddenness of him moving your body at a steady pace forced you to gasp. Dissatisfied with how little he was doing, his lips pressed back onto yours but when you opened your mouth, urging him to explore, he made sure no corner was left untouched.

“Make you, you say? I'll make you scream my name, my dear.” he smiled through the kiss, attempting to hold his yearning to just pin you down and fuck you. He wanted to savor every single moment of your heated intimacy.

Swiftly sliding his hands below your legs, he laid you down. The sensation of his touch slowly faded away as you opened your eyes only to see him rise upon his knees. It was a sight to gape at.

Shunsui removed his garment as he towered over you, and exposed a pair of chiseled muscles with traces of sweat running down the hair. You couldn't take your eyes off him and admired every bit of his build with eager eyes, watching closely as a wide grin blossomed on his face.

A chuckle escaped his mouth before he frantically leaned down to place more molting kisses against those smooth lips of yours. His hands desperately explored your sensitive areas, one setting on your breast whilst the other went all down to your love box and pressed deep enough for you to whimper. He couldn't take it any longer to feel your body. He tried to pull away your cloth but the hardness of the material made it difficult and there wasn't any more time to waste.

Left with no choice, he ripped it off, finally revealing the pair of tender breasts you've been hiding away. He quickly moved his fingers and seized the nipple between his pads, impatient to see you scream below him. He gave it such a firm squeeze that it yielded you to moan. But that wasn't going to be all. His mouth traced down to the line of your neck and nibbled your skin so hard that you felt your walls clench with the need for his cock.

You shuddered in pure bliss, but the motion of his second hand sliding under your clothes and smoothly circling your clit had you scream. Your hips moved in rhythm with him, swaying with every nudged flicker of his fingers.

How much was he going to tease you like this? You couldn't take it any longer, you just wanted to feel him inside.

“Shunsui, please, no more of this,” you begged through heavy pants, hoping your pleading would break his composure but he only hummed.

“Already this needy, my darling?” he questioned teasingly, caressing his finger around your entrance. Your mouth dropped ajar as it barely slipped inside and a faint moan crept out.

“Please,” your simple wail sufficed as it made his hand pull away from your folds, causing you to toss your head back in frustration.

Oh, but how could he say no to you? “Of course, darling.” he tilted his head to place smooth kisses on your forehead.

Firmly, he effortlessly grabbed your whole body and pinned you down to lay flat on your stomach. You couldn't even realize it until you felt as light as a feather being carried away by the intense wind.

His hand traveled down your lower to lift your bottom but you were quick to do it instead. What a good girl, he thought to himself as he impatiently raised on his knees to grip his pants.

You turned your head back to watch what he was doing but when you saw him frantically pull the remaining of his clothes away, your eyes widened. The image of his cock popping off his underwear and twitching brought an ache in your lower.

“Spread your legs.” You let out a muffled groan as he demanded, watching you intently until you did as he said.

You couldn't take the grin he was giving you. Maybe if you arched your back good enough, it would delight him so much that he wouldn't be able to keep himself away from you anymore.

Drenched in your own juiciest, you slowly jerked your whole body to both sides as you lifted your ass higher, snatching his attention. Right when he intended to press his body against yours, an overwhelming impulse absorbed him. His member twitched whilst his eyes trailed around your wiggly skin and then down to your revealed folds.

You wondered whether you had unintentionally prompted him to change his mind just by the way his lips opened, yet the image of him devouring you had you quiver. You wrenched your body steadier with a more piercing gaze, enticing him to have a taste.

It was driving him crazy, but did he really think he'd be the only one to gain the upper hand?

You granted him motivation by bringing your ass way closer to him while grinning. Shunsui needed that push, thus he bent himself and rested his face in your folds. There it was, the sweet aroma of your juices, and it was all his. No one could indulge in it other than him, how content it made him.

In order to make sure he licked every possible spot, his tongue trailed all around. You felt his hands restrain your thighs and tug you into an intense embrace, only allowing you to push yourself back.

While he swiftly swirled and nibbled your wet folds, you whimpered his name, giving music to his ears. Your drench was too good to be wasted away, so he wasn't going to miss a single drop you gave him.

“Shunsui.” you moaned loudly and collapsed to the ground as the tip of his tongue began circling around your clit. “Ohhh… Shunsui…” Your chant made him grunt as he teased your entrance until nothing you said was intelligible. Noises so praiseworthy that he wished to tend to but he wasn't going to make them stop by pulling his lips.

You were so soaked, so good to be inside of, he simply couldn't stop himself. But his twitching tip wasn't as patient as him, urging him to get over you and fuck you already. Shunsui raised his eyes and began giving you warm kisses all over once he felt you were prepared enough to take him.

When he halted his motions, you figured out what he was about to do and wanted to see it with your own eyes but the sensation of his head already poking inside you sent shivers down your spine. You didn't expect him to be equally hasty to be inside as you.

“Fuck..” you mumbled as his hands clenched your waist and slowly motioned you to fit more of him. Your walls clenched around his pulsing cock as you became louder than before.

“Say it again.” he ordered in a grunt, thrusting deeper in you while he simultaneously pulled your body closer.

“Fuck me harder…” words barely came out as you trembled below him.

“Beg.” you couldn't believe what he was doing to you, but you needed him to push faster so badly.

“Please Shunsui…” you panted heavily, trying to do it yourself but the force of his hands made it impossible. You were unable to do anything, but convince him. “Please…”

“What a good girl,” he praised in a husky voice before shoving himself all the way inside, making you let out a sharp cry.

You felt his pace grow steadier and it burned, he was brushing the right spot so good that you swear he had never done you like that before. This was what you rightfully deserved, and from then on he was going to give you even more.

“So lovely right now…” he moaned in a deep, throaty voice. “You clench me so tightly, Y/N.” he grimaced as he buckled his hips rougher.

Trembling, you felt the approach of your orgasm and moaned in rhythm with him. Once Shunsui realized that you weren't moving much, he promptly bent himself and stretched one of his hands to your lower to rub yours while the other held his weight. You cried out from all the stimulation as he breathed heavily against your ear. He felt how close you were just by the way you pulsed greedily.

“You can do it, sweetheart. Cum. “ he urged, bucking sloppy thrusts as his own climax was on the edge too.

It only took a few more strokes to your g spot for you to shout aloud and slump to the ground as he was still hugging you tightly, allowing his cream to finally spill inside of you. You began to pant as guttural grunts emerged from his mouth while the warmth of his semen flowed deep inside.

As he pulled away and shifted to his side to lie down, Shunsui firmly held your body and drew you into his embrace. He softly carried you into his arms, where he cuddled you while massaging your skin.

You meant to drag your hand to rub his chin but the exhaustion had torn you up so much that all you could do was place a loving kiss on his shoulder as you slowly dozed off.

“I love you…” were your last words as you fell asleep, making him hum in delight that he made you feel this good. It brought so much happiness in him to see you this comfortable.

Shunsui smiled at how precious you were and gave you a hearty kiss on the forehead while muttering soft words to you as he began to drift off too.

[kunekojo]

The bondage Shunsui fic waiting in my drafts for me to come to finish and post it