getting caught having sex with BLEACH boys..
includes: Chad, Ichigo, & Uryu
ICHIGO KUROSAKI
he’s loving the way you’re fucking him back, riding him as he thrusts his hips back up to yours, watching him throw his head back on the couch. “Fuck.. you’re riding the shit outta me.. ‘can barley take it baby..” Ichigo groans, bursting flames of confidence through your system while you raise your hips, slamming them back down as the living room is full with noise of skin meeting skin.
The show you two put on Netflix is running idly now, your original plans when you invited him over, texting him that your parents weren’t gonna be home until the next morning. Of course, Ichigo took this chance to book it to your place to spend some time with you. It wasn’t often you two got any alone time, especially at the Kurosaki household.
Ichigo gripped the fat of your ass, squishing both cheeks with his scarred hands, helping you back up and down as he followed your bouncing tits with his eyes, his smirk faltering every now and then in place of a low moan.
“Let’s put a show on”, you suggested, but when you knew it was going to be the two of you at your place alone, you knew you’d both be doing alot more than just watching some tv.
But before you could recognize the sound of your dad’s car in the driveway, and his keys making its way inside the lock of the front door, it opened with a creak.
“Hey kiddo, your mom and I stopped by that Chinese place and I thought we’d—“
Silence.
That was all you heard after your mom had let out a sharp gasp, and your dad had stopped his sentence mid way, both you and Ichigo pausing as you two suddenly recognized the voices by the door as your eyes met.
Suddenly, with the rush of adrenaline, and embarrassment running through your core, you rushed to cover yourself with whatever clothes and blankets nearby, as you hid as much as yourself as you could with the fabric. Meanwhile Ichigo pulled out as carefully as he could, eyes wide as he rushed to throw on his hoodie and sweatpants.
“Dad! I— I didn’t know you two were coming back so early I—“
“Sir— I’m— we’re really sorry I—“
The both of you stumbled over each others words, what story to say and what excuses to make, flushed in the face to the brim with the disbelief you two just got caught fucking raw on the living room couch.
“Y/n.. I.. I just get dressed— I’ll talk to you two upstairs..” your father said, exhaling out loud while his fingers bunch at the tense bundle of skin between his furrowed eyebrows, his other hand on his hip. Your mother by his side already going off in a stressed out rant.
All you two could do was nod in shame and embarrassment, getting as clothed as you can until you two made it upstairs, ready to get scolded like two high school kids.
“I.. they told me they wouldn’t be back, Ichigo..” you started, but he could only huff and give you a smile before pulling you close, kissing your cheek.
“Nah.. don’t worry about it babe.. I know you weren’t expecting this. But.. if anything, just prepare for how embarrassing this is gonna be..”
All you could do was smile and teasingly nudge his side, letting him give you one more kiss to your forehead as he flashed you a smile.
URYU ISHIDA
“Uryu..”, he heard you whine softly, like music to his ears.. bringing a hand to glide over your skin in embrace as he brought it back to keep your leg in the air, giving his cock space to slip in between and thrust inside.
Uryu wanted to be slow with it, making love with you from behind the very few times you two thought you’d be interrupted for a while at his residence, as his father had his own duties elsewhere at times like this.
Rubbing the soft skin on your legs and kissing your neck, helping sat up to flip you onto your back, setting his glasses aside to not fall onto your face as you eyed the way his hair fell forward so gracefully. Which seemed to be just about the way he moved doing anything.
Leaning down to meet your lips in a deep kiss, he pushed your legs forward up to your chest, bringing one hand down to slip himself back in as he watched your face morph in pleasure, your tits pooling to your sides as he brought the one hand that wasn’t gripped to the sheets beside your head, to massage the right and squish your tender flesh every now and then, earning soft moans from you while he rocked at a decent pace.
But before you could moan out his name one more time, you two were startled at the sound of a knock, shooting your heads to look at the door.
“Uryu.. these notes..”
The two of you suddenly scrambled at the sound of his father turning the doorknob, pulling out of you while you rushed to put on whatever clothes you could find, sweating from the sex and panic.
To the sight of his father opening the door, he found you two sweating, panting, and, most of all, messy. Your hair a mess with your cleavage covered up by Uryu’s white hoodie, and his son, equally a mess with wide eyes behind his loosely hanging glasses.
Ryuken Ishida balled a fist to his side, but kept his cool, letting his annoyance fade.
“Uryu.. it seems we’ll be having a different conversation. Meet me in my office.”
And with that, his father left the two of you alone to clean yourself up, meeting each others eyes as you laughed awkwardly.
“Hah.. I— I’m sorry.. I didn’t-“
“No. It’s fine.. I should’ve known.”
Uryu stopped you in your tracks before you even got to blame yourself, exhaling in slight relief, as he flashed you a sincere smile.
“You can stay here and clean yourself up.. I’ll be back with something to drink.” Uryu smiled, bending down where he stood to cup your cheek, kissing you deeply before standing back upright, finishing the last few buttons on his collared white button down.
You flushed and gave Uryu a sympathetic smile, watching him leave to walk off to his impending doom.
CHAD/YASUTORA SADO
Yasutora’s head laid back while you kept at sucking him slowly, his lips ajar and his chest rising with every breath.
You found yourself wanting to give him head for his pleasure and your own, your pussy dripping wet from how turned on you made yourself, sucking his cock in such a sloppy manner you couldn’t help but get wet.
Meanwhile, your boyfriend kept his hand gently tangled in your hair, free from guiding you as he let you go at your own pace, nearly killing him from how hard you kept sucking him, sat in between his thick legs and managing to pump and twist his shaft at the same time.
Yasutora brought his head forward to watch how you occupied yourself with his cock, bobbing your head and pumping what couldn’t fit, spitting on it in between, and the moment you brought your lips to his balls to tug and suck on them, he swore he saw the gates of heaven himself.
Letting his head fall back in defeat, he let out pleasured groans and pants, equally turning you on while you kept from touching yourself, because your fingers weren’t enough.
He ignored the small pool of saliva he had dripping down from his shaft to his ass, letting himself enjoy how good you were making him feel, twisting his cock while you momentarily switched back to kissing his tip. Like you were making love with the damn thing.
And you quite were. You loved Chad, and Chad jr. especially, so you figured why not show them a good time?
At least, that’s what you hoped for, not knowing his phone was buzzing with multiple texts and a few missed calls, quite far away and quiet enough that the sounds of you slurping up the spit on his cock was louder.
Without batting an eye, you kept at it, until Yasutora stood and decided he wanted to take you now, before he came.
“Ah! Be— be careful Chad..” you giggled playfully while he carried you over his shoulder, making you jump as he gave your ass a light squeeze.
He made his way over to his bed, landing you down softly while his cock still stood hard, and firm.. a sight for sore eyes that you were fortunately blessed with.
You smirked, your cheeks burning as Yasutora gave you a small smirk of his own back, crouching down to be at head-level with your pussy, exciting you even more.
Yasutora spread your thighs to make himself some room, diving in as his nose brushed against your bush. He used a free hand to tuck his own hair aside out of the way, ready to watch you fall apart on his tongue.
“‘Yasu.. mmn.. f..feels good..” you moaned out, sprawling yourself out on the bed, playing with your nipples ready to enjoy how this felt.
Your toes were curling, back arched and thighs clamped tight around his head while he languidly licked you, but the pleasure only lasted for a moment, unbeknownst to the two of you you’d be rudely interrupted by a—
knock.
Not one, but two hard knocks, startling the two of you as you heard conversation behind the door.
“Ah fuck.. who the hell—“
Just as confused, and mildly annoyed as you, Chad stood up abruptly and faced the door, recognizing whose voice is behind it.
Yasutora froze, wondering if he misheard the voice he recognized behind the door as a couple more knocks that beat the door startled him.
“Yasu.. who is it?”
His lips parted slightly to speak, looking back at you with a sweat drop, hesitant.
“Your parents..” “—WHAT?!”
You didn’t let him finish, eyes wide in shock as you stood up from the bed and collecting yourself, at least, with clothing, fixing your hair and tucking the pieces that flew out, while Chad himself threw on whatever sweats and tank top laid nearby.
“What are they even doing here? I didn’t even..” you rambled, your voice drowning out in the background as you dressed yourself up in whatever was thrown on the floor.
Chad only watched you with sympathy, not really sure what to say in the moment as he stayed quiet, wondering what he should say.
But your boyfriend didn’t need to say anything as you rushed to the door with heavy footsteps, swinging it open as you were face to face with your parents.
“Y/n! Hey honey, we just wanted to drop these off..” your dad stated, holding a bagged gift of miscellaneous confections and treats, signed by your younger cousin, along with an envelope signed by both your mom and dad.
Your mom ushered in to give you a tight hug, squishing your cheek as you felt a little embarrassed, only because Chad was about seven inches deep in your throat about ten minutes ago.
“Oh Y/n we missed you and..” as she spoke, she drifted as she noticed something the moment she pulled away. The marks littering your neck, to the flushed color of your cheeks, and most telling of all, how much of a mess you appeared in those clothes.
Your mom’s face went bright, blinking like she was finding what to say, and decided to link her arm with your father’s.
Your father, confused, wanted to argue about leaving so soon, but your mother cut him off swiftly.
“D/n, let’s come back another time.. I think we.. stopped by at a bad time..” patting his arm in an attempt to sway him.
“I think we’ll give you a call the next time we’re on our way..”
You only blushed, feeling embarrassed as you stood in your spot with your feet flat on the floor, knowing you weren’t quite dressed to be hanging out and talking.
Chad only gave her and your father a small nod in respect, feeling quite shy regarding what you two were doing not too long ago, and watched the pair walk away, closing the door after you both gave your goodbyes.
You sighed and threw yourself on the bed, defeated from the fact that you lost your high and didn’t even get to finish.
Your boyfriend turned, exhaling as he sat on the edge of the bed by you.
“..You think she knew..?”
Without even sitting up, you respond.
“Oh yeah. She knew.”
