Mostly x reader with occasional character x character or solo play
Reader is afab, gender not specified, pronouns they/them
As it turns out, Mayuri’s Secret Sex Dungeon isn’t so secret after all.
Everyone knows about it, everyone that has been chosen that is.
Most captains and some lieutenants and very few, select members of the 12th.
Mayuri only takes there his best, tried and tested subs, to partake in the most debauched, dissolute orgies.
Teaser below the line, full work here
Tw: dom/sub, nipple and clit clamps
When Mayuri Kurotsuchi came to you with the news you almost passed out. Not many of his subordinates had the luck to spend a night with him, let alone become his regular and even less likely be chosen. Yet you had been.
To say that you’d been looking forward to an opportunity such as this would be the understatement of the century – you’d been ravenous for it.
You spent all your awake time dreaming about the upcoming night, barely able to perform your Shinigami duties. Yet when it was time to prep for the event, you were laser focused, following Mayuri’s instructions to the letter, lest you made a mistake and sent the man flying into a fit of pique before you even got started. You bathed in his favourite scented soap, your skin scrubbed free of any dirt or sweat and, wrapped in a silky robe, set out to meet him.
And here you are now, feeling giddy, excitement fluttering in your stomach, the fear to openly admit to so many great figures of the Sereitei where your proclivities lie brushed aside – if they are also here, then theirs must be just as bad!
You run a shaky hand through your hair and take a steady breath, trying to settle your nerves before you input the code that opens the heavy metal doors of Mayuri’s Not-so-secret Sex Dungeon.
He’s already there, dressed down in a black kimono that shimmers in the pink lighting of the room. His paint is still on, it surprises you a little although perhaps it shouldn’t. Just because he takes it off when you’re together, doesn’t mean he would feel comfortable enough to stand exposed, without the comforting safety of his white and black mask, in front of others. It makes you feel strangely happy, to realise just how privileged you are to be allowed such closeness.
“Finally, I was starting to wonder if you’d lost your way.” He comments in a snarky tone as the door slides closed behind you, a sense of finality accompanying the clank of the lock.
“I'm sorry, taichou, it took me longer than expected to get ready.”
“But you aren’t. Not yet.” He clicks his tongue impatiently and beckons you to come closer.
He has made some modifications to the dungeon since the last time you were summoned there. The many padded tables, breeding benches and fuck machines that you thoroughly enjoyed have been pushed against the walls, leaving a large space in the centre empty except for a four-poster bed, clad in expensive looking silks.
You look to the far corner of the room out of habit, in it sits a large cage in which you have spent many days and nights begging and grovelling, forced to wait and watch others have all the fun you desperately crave. Today it lies vacant, what a sad state of affairs.
He is waiting sat on his leather throne like a sulky king, red ropes hanging from his dainty hand.
You shrug the robe off your shoulders, letting it drop in a heap at your feet and hold your breath under his appraising stare. No matter how many times you stand semi naked before him, wearing nothing but a revealing set of lingerie and the o-ring choker he gifted you as mark of his ownership, it never ceases to amaze you that a man like him could display such raw hunger for you. It’s subtle, nares flare slightly, pupils dilate, a twitch of an eyebrow... but it’s crystal clear to you now.
After a few seconds of deep scrutiny he nods, satisfied, so you step closer until you’re within his reach.
“These aren’t for you today.” He says, leaving the ropes on the arm of the chair and getting up. “I have something different in mind.”
He pulls a thin, golden chain out of the inner pocket of his kimono and holds it up to let it unravel. It seems to be composed of three shorter chains attached to a central ring, all of them ending in small clips.
His brings the first one to your chest to clamp it onto your left nipple. His ghostly white fingers hover over the delicate lace of your bra for a second before deftly sliding underneath, his breaths turn heavier and the anticipation of feeling his touch makes yours catch in your throat.
He does the same with the next chain, this time attaching it to your right nipple, the pressure barely there but enough to ensure they won’t fall off, and secures the third around your clit, which begins throbbing the moment his fingers come close.
“Don’t be naive.” He sneers, reading your thoughts. “ You may think these aren’t enough now, but I assure you, you will be begging me to take them off by the end of the night.” He waves a causal hand, his promise sending a chill down your spine.
He goes back to his chair and produces a black leather leash with golden buckles that he fastens to your choker and pulls you behind him as he walks towards his collection of whips and floggers hanging from a wall. “What do you think, pet?” he asks, brushing his hand over the handles.
“Hmm... What about one of those?” you nod to the side where a selection of heavier spankers and paddles hang.
“Oh, feeling brave, uh? Why not.” He chuckles, grabbing a ridding crop off its hook and swishing it in the air a few times. “Yes, this will do.”
There’s a beep and a loud bang as the doors suddenly begin to open again, this time to reveal a group of at least ten people gathered outside, chatting animatedly, as they enter, their identities hidden by the dim light, they quieten down. You can feel all eyes suddenly drawn to your naked form, random bursts of unrestrained reiatsu filling the room, your try to peer at the strangers for a clue as to who they are but just then Mayuri covers your eyes with a piece of soft material, submerging you in total darkness.
“Shivering already, pet? Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, yes?” He whispers in your ear, chuckling softly. “On your knees.”
He waits until you are before addressing the group, proudly holding your leash. “Welcome, all.” His regal voice echoes in the silence. “Please make yourselves at home, the show is about to begin.”
Getting fucked from behind while bent over his desk, papers scattered all over the place. Your skirt lifted, panties lowered to your knees, his cock sliding in and out at a steady rhythmic pace. A lit cigarette in one hand, a phone in the other, casually taking a work call while he drills that greedy pussy of yours because it was lunch time and he went straight for dessert. Just stuffing you up like an eclair until overflowing and dripping down your legs as you carry out the rest of the day as if nothing transpired. But your sore leaky pussy says otherwise.
- Isshin, Shiu, Akon, maybe Shunsui on a stressful day
Summer Extravaganza Day 2 Entry: Ice Cream! @soulsocietyevents
EEEEEK THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FOR AKON AND IT'S SMALL BUT I'M SO EXCITED ABOUT IT <33 It was totally inspired by @alice-raynor 's headcanons about him here. Pls pls pls check it out because it was amazingggg and has my obsession for him growing.
Word Count: 374
Modern AU, gender neutral reader (pls let me know if I messed it up at all because I'm so used to writing fem!reader!)
Warnings: some suggestiveness but it's SO mild this is fluff so sweet it'll make ur tooth hurt
Akon didn't particularly enjoy the heat. Or the beach. Or sweets.
But he sure as hell enjoyed you.
And what he enjoyed most about you was your smile, your excitement over the little things. That's how he found himself walking amongst the palm trees along the boardwalk at night, in the humid air, escorting you to the nearest ice cream shop so you could have your fix, your favorite flavor soft serve with your favorite toppings. He'd have never put himself in such a situation, but for you, he'd do anything.
"You sure you don't want a lick?" You giggled at the suggestive sound of your words, teasingly dragging your tongue along the sweet treat as he watched you.
You earned an amused smile from him as he shook his head at you. "Too sweet."
"You're so funny." You grinned, continuously amazed at how he seemed to be the only person you knew that didn't enjoy sweets. You supposed he was better for it, your own sweet, strange man. You pressed a quick, sticky kiss to his cheek before returning to your melting ice cream. "Thanks for indulging me anyway."
"I'll always indulge you," he shared seriously, giving you that soft smile he reserved only for you.
"Yeah?" Your eyes twinkled with mischief. "Can you hold my hand then?"
He chuckled. "Sure."
Akon took your ice cream free hand, his fingers, adorned with black nail polish, curling protectively around yours. His eyes darted about nervously, scanning the crowd of patrons sharing the boardwalk. PDA - add that to the list of things he didn't appreciate, but how could he ever tell you no?
He looked to you, the reminder of why he found himself in weather he detested, in an environment that mildly stressed him out, doing something he never saw himself doing. You felt his eyes on you, turning to give him an innocent, messy smile, the evidence of your sweets smeared on your lips, and the rest of the world around him seemed to fade away. There was that smile, the person he enjoyed most enjoying themselves. He'd endure these exact conditions, or worse even, over and over again if it made you happy. You, and that adorable smile of yours, were his everything.
KINKTOBER DAY 12 - Fucking Machine/Sex Toys: Akon x Female Reader
Summary: A busted senkaimon gate has seen an influx of curious humans entering Sereitei, and unfortunately, Squad 12 can't close it remotely. Akon decides to inspect the gate and fix it for himself, but finds that the humans have other ideas on what is on the "other side" of the mysterious gate.
TW: MDNI! Use of bakudo as sex toys, actual use of sex toys, oral sex (both m and f receiving). Reader believes in aliens.
Word count: 1915
Read on AO3 here.
“Lieutenant Akon, there are peculiar readings coming from the eastern side of Karakura Town.” Hiyosu reported. Akon, who was busy with the readings from another region, looked at Hiyosu and narrowed his eyes.
“What do you mean by, ‘peculiar’?” He asked Hiyosu. Nothing the Twelfth Division did was particularly “normal,” so for it to be flagged as “peculiar” by Hiyosu, must have been something truly strange.
“There have been humans wandering around the senkaimon gate there.” Hiyosu scratched his head, his bulging eyes reading the results properly. “I’m not sure they know what it is though, but I can’t close the gate remotely from the lab.”
Akon sighed and rubbed his temple. If Hiyosu couldn’t close the gate from the lab, there was a bigger problem worth investigating, and the last thing Soul Society needed were curious humans roaming about, again.
“I’ll deal with it then.” Akon said, patting Hiyosu on the back, “if Captain Mayuri needs me, just send me a message.” He grumbled. As he walked out of the Squad 12 barracks, Akon flash stepped towards the malfunctioning gate in Sereitei.
Out of habit, Akon pulled out his pack of cigarettes and lit one up, exhaling as he inspected the malfunctioning gate. His cigarette hung from his mouth as he reached out and tore parts of the gate apart, yet the gate did not disappear.
“Whoa!” A head appeared through the gate, Akon froze and stared at you, his cigarette falling to the ground. “Aliens do exist!”
“Alien?” Akon sighed, “do I look like an alien?” Akon glared, staring at the head coming through the gate.
“You speak Japanese?!?” You exclaimed, as more of your body came through the gate.
Akon closed his eyes, his headache coming back in full force. He pinched his nose and stomped on his cigarette.
“I didn’t know aliens smoked?” You gasped, seeing the stub and smelling the faint smoke from him. “Did you pick that up from your visit to Earth?” You asked, your eyes roaming over the being in front of you.
The being looked… human, more or less, with black hair, sharp eyes, no eyebrows though, instead three protruding horns from their forehead. They seemed a bit pale, but very human-like.
“I’m not—wait you can see me?” Akon asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked at you.
“I’m not supposed to see you?” You gasped, covering your mouth in shock. “There were rumours that the abandoned inn became a UFO hotspot.” You spoke.
Akon, ever the scientist, was curious about the rumours, “care to tell me more about these rumours?” He asked, politely.
“Oh sure! Some friends of mine saw a weird looking alien, kind of round, green skin and kind of waddled around.”
Hiyosu…
“Is that so?” Akon asked, “anything else?”
“No… that’s it.” You mumbled, completely out of the gate now. You took a look around your surroundings and noticed that it was an abandoned home. “Am I in your spaceship? I wanted to see an alien for myself.”
Akon’s lips twitched, trying not to laugh. “Yes, this is my spaceship.”
“No way!” You exclaimed, taking a better look, “but it’s so dusty though? Or are you forcing me to see this.” You glared and pouted at Akon. Much to his dismay, he thought you looked cute.
“I don’t think the human mind can comprehend my race’s superior technology.” Akon said, sarcastically.
You walked around the abandoned home, and quickly sprinted to the door, to which you found locked.
“If you opened that, you’d fall into space and die.” Akon said with a deadpan expression, “we don’t want that, do we?”
You yelped and jumped away from the door, “nope, definitely don’t want that!”
Akon pulled another cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, thinking about what to do and how Hiyosu was going to get an earful later. He heard you rambling about something but didn’t pay attention.
“Hey – um, are you listening…?”
“You can call me Akon.” He replied dryly, exhaling the smoke away from you. Akon looked at you again, narrowing his eyes as you suddenly appeared shy for some reason.
“Oh, ok!” You stammered, avoiding his gaze, “Well Akon, I asked if you were going to probe me.”
Probing?
Oh right, living beings think aliens probe humans. Akon thought to himself.
Akon let out another drag from his cigarette and thought about his options.
A distraction might be nice.
“Do you want to be probed?” He asked, taking another puff.
“You’re asking me?!” You exclaimed, your eyes wide at the question.
“If you don’t, then it’s fine. Someone else will come by and we can probe them instead.” Akon said in a matter-of-fact tone. “We still don’t know how far that rumour of yours spread.” Akon chuckled, looking at you.
You swallowed nervously, but looked at him directly, “go ahead.” As you extended your arms out together, as if he would shackle you immediately.
Akon laughed, “put your hands away and relax.” He said, and with a snap of his fingers, you were pushed into some sort of chair, but your legs were spread wide open. “What were you hoping for when you asked me to probe you?” Akon asked, as he stood between your legs.
“I…” you stuttered, unsure of how to answer.
“Something violent? Like taking out your organs.” You yelped and tried to close your legs, but something was keeping them apart, something you couldn’t see.
“Or something that’ll make you feel good?”
Panic crept in your voice, “feel good! Definitely that one, yes!” You shrieked, nodding your head.
Akon laughed, “good. I wasn’t expecting you to say violence.” He gave you a gentle smile, putting you slightly at ease.
“What are you going to do to me then… Akon?”
Akon didn’t answer immediately. He wondered if it was worth explaining any of this, but you seemed curious, and he wasn’t one to deny someone seeking to know more.
“I have some devices that haven’t been tested yet. You’ll be my tester.” Akon gave you a reassuring smile as he pat the top of your head. “But first, you need to be prepped for it.”
“Prepped? I can’t get out of here though.” You whined, you could lift your arms or your legs, invisible shackles holding them down to the chair. It almost felt like… magic?
“Don’t worry about that.” Akon calmly said, “I’ll help you with that.” And with a snap of his fingers, your clothes were gone, as you sat naked in front of the mysterious being.
Cold air hit your body and you shuddered at the sensation, until you felt something warm and… wet licking your stomach and traveling its way up to your breasts. You couldn’t see what it was, but there was a faint, almost golden glow.
And it felt amazing. You arched your back and moaned loudly as the sensations continued at your breasts, but another one was added to your pussy. Akon stood there, smoking as he watched you writhed in the chair, mentally noting a new use for the modified bakudo spell he cast.
You saw Akon pull something out of his pocket, it looked so small, almost like a beeper, with an assortment of buttons of different colours on it. He pressed one and a poof of smoke appeared.
You gulped at what was in his hand, it was a very thick, large dildo.
“That won’t fit inside me!” You shrieked, then moaned as the bakudo binding swiped your folds again, while a segment slipped inside your dripping hole, slightly filling you.
Akon gave you a smirk, “it’ll fit” watching you gulp, as he positioned the bulbous head near your wet hole. “Your pussy looks greedy for it.”
He gently pushed the toy inside you, letting you adjust to its girth. Akon began to pump it slowly from you, as he watched you groan from the feeling of it. Then he stepped away, the dildo securely inside you. He pushed another button and you let out another loud moan as the toy began to pump itself, whirring away as the bakudo continued to lick at your clit and play with your nipples.
You licked your lips and moaned, never having felt such pleasure before. You didn’t realize the seat unfurled itself until you felt a hand in your hair. Akon stood above you, with a very prominent erection poking through his clothes.
“Another test for you.” Akon chuckled, his cock inches away from your lips. You licked your lips again and let Akon push his shaft inside your mouth, as you moaned around him. Akon set the pace as he held on to your head and fucked your mouth. You were too lost in pleasure to care as the squelches of your pussy and the toy echoed loudly in the room.
Akon’s pace was steady, but gentle. He would gently pet your hair, murmuring how good your mouth was. You pulled your mouth away and screamed as the toy continued pushing itself out of you as you squirted on the chair. Akon watched in amusement and began to fist his erection, before spraying your face with his cum.
“I think that’s enough tests.” He said calmly, as he put himself away. Akon pushed a pill into your mouth, forcing you to swallow, as he casted a kido spell to clean you up. You were trying to catch your breath in the chair and didn’t even notice your clothes were back on your body. You also, surprisingly after what you had gone through, didn’t feel weak.
But before you knew it, you were near the bizarre hole that led you to Akon in the first place.
“Did you enjoy being probed?” Akon laughed, his arms crossed in front of him.
You huffed and were silent, but let out a quiet “yes.”
“Well then, my job is done.” Akon gave you a smile, and another pat on your head. He held some bizarre toy in front of him, with a toy duck head on the top of it. “You’re not going to remember any of this, sorry about that.” Akon apologized, a wry smile on his face as he pushed the duck head down. A bright flash erupted and you found yourself in the abandoned inn.
“What the hell?!” You yell. You pulled out your phone and the time didn’t change from once you entered the inn to now. You remembered seeing a stray dog run into the inn, and wanted to find it and bring it to safety, but there was no dog around!
“How strange” you murmured, leaving the inn. You called a taxi to get home, looking at the inn with confusion.
“Are you alright ma’am? Strange place to pick you up at.” The driver said through the rear view mirror.
“Oh, I’m alright. I thought I saw a dog run in there and wanted to find it. But I didn’t find it at all.”
“Well I heard the inn is an alien hotspot now.”
“Alien hotspot? You believe in aliens?” You scoffed. “I just saw a dog and went after it. I thought it was hurt or something.”
“I see…” the taxi driver said, as he drove you home in silence.
As you entered your home, you felt something strange in your pocket, a mahjong tile? Where did you get this?
But you had enough strangeness for one day, and decided to sleep, making note to visit the local mahjong parlour for questions.
I always hc'd that Akon has created a sex toy or two haha, he seems like the kind of guy to want to have his partner test it out for him!
The title comes from the Dandadan OST "Paranormal Funk" by Kensuke Ushio, and Dandadan was a loose inspiration for this chapter as well!
Hi Nero and/or Scorpio! May I ask for either of your thoughts on some of the slightly more unpopular bleach characters (nnoitra, muramasa, akon, kenpachi and shinji) and cuddling please?
Ok, I had a lot of fun writing this! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
-🎃
Akon:
He LOVES cuddles. But getting the time to enjoy them with you is a rare thing indeed. More often than not, the only time the two of you get to spend enough time together, for cuddles to be a thing, is when the two of you have finished working for the day... and being a high-ranking member of squad 12, that doesn't happen as often, or for as long, as either of you would like. When you do get the chance to cuddle, it's more than likely that he is asleep almost as soon as his head touches the pillow. That said, though, he always ensures that the two of you are snuggled close to each other and comfortable first.
Kenpachi:
Surprisingly, this big brute gives the best cuddles. He is always warm, and even though he may not show it often, he knows how to be gentle. And when the two of you are alone, he is nothing but gentle; he'll wrap his arms around you carefully but tight enough so you feel safe and protected. He loves to have you lay on him while the two of you sleep, whether that be just resting your head on his chest or lying completely on top of him, it brings him comfort and helps him to relax after a long day. Usually, he will absentmindedly run his fingertips over your shoulder or back as the two of you drift off to sleep, something that he finds just as soothing as you do.
Muramasa:
Especially at the start, he's mistrusting when you want to cuddle with him. Why would you want to? What is your goal here? He has trust issues, unsurprisingly, so it will take a lot of patience on your part before he's willing to let you near him in that sense. When he does, you both quickly realise just how touch starved he is: he will all but melt into your arms, snuggling as close as is physically possible and refuses to let go of you. He loves it when you rub his back during cuddles and will return the favour by idly tracing imaginary patterns over your own with his long nails.
Nnoitra:
Cuddles are something that you will have to initiate. Initially, he will act like he hates it and will likely laugh and mock you for even suggesting it... but eventually, he will cave and allow you to hold onto him, just so long as you don't get in his way. He will still claim that it is a major inconvenience, however, and complain nonstop about it... until he's asleep, that is. Then his arms will subconsciously snake their way around you and pull you closer to his chest, his chin resting on top of your head.
Shinji:
There is no way that cuddles between the two of you won't result in a tangled mess of limbs. He is somewhat clingy and loves to be close to you. He doesn't mind being the big or little spoon, though when he is the one holding you, he feels like he can protect you more easily. He loves to lay by your side, his arms around your waist and his legs tangled with your own. He will nuzzle and kiss your neck in his sleep, so be warned!
contains: gn!reader, cigarettes, cunnilingus/oral sex in general (both reader and akon receiving), little bit of sadomasochism
i think he seems almost bored during sexual intimacy.
you can tell that you have all of his attention, but he’s just so relaxed and calm; letting out slow, contended sighs.
he’s an attentive lover, just very, very relaxed.
and he’ll want to smoke through it.
lazy drags of his cigarette while you give him head or ride him. he’s watching you through his lashes, his eyes having fallen half-lidded in the early stages of arousal.
he especially likes to watch you work yourself on his fingers.
i think he smokes before he gives head, too. blows some of that smoke out across his partner’s sex and hums quietly to himself when it makes them shiver and squirm, before putting it in the ash tray and letting his mouth go to work.
all slow, deep thrusts while his hands weigh heavy on you until you can feel it in your bones. the near-sloppy drag of his lips across your throat. he’s not much of a biter, but he’ll skim his teeth across you just to feel how you clamp down around him.
now, if you ask him real sweetly, maybe he’ll put one of those cigs out on you. i think he’d really like to see your reactions. the little hiss through your teeth while your hips buck towards him; egging him on further.
