For you- Jushiro x Fem!Reader
Inspired by @villainsrtasty 's writing week for Jushiro (check out her stuff, she is an icon). This starts of sexy and ends... Pretty sad. Apologies for any of ya'll's hearts!
CW- MDNI 18+ ONLY!!! Oral (fem!recieving), unprotected piv (wrap before you tap irl!!!), angst towards the end, spoilers for TYBW
That night was one you couldn’t forget. Amidst the chaos and the devastation the Quincies had already raged against the Seireitei, Jushiro still found time for you.
You collapsed in your shared futon as Jushiro had been under the covers for a while. He’d used up a significant amount of reiatsu and physical energy. What little he had left, he knew he had to rest. But when he turned to hold you closer, you were surprised when his face nuzzled your neck and he began peppering kisses. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer as he kept kissing your neck and shoulder.
“What’s gotten into you, Jushiro?” You teased as you stroked his side up and down.
“Can’t a man love his wife? Is it a sin to want to hold her close and feel her body?” He waxed as he playfully nibbled your ear lobe. You giggled before turning to face him. Lips melded together as he slowly caged you beneath him. He explored your mouth with his tongue as if it was the first time.
Jushiro was always like this. Slow, intentional, passionate. You cupped his pale cheeks before moving your fingers to card his silver locks. Jushiro pulled away, panting slightly before kissing your neck again.
“Darling, we don;t have to-” You were about to say you don’t have to go further. Truthfully, you were always happy with whatever small affections Jushiro gave you (and he gave you PLENTY). But he cut you off with a peck to the lips. Emerald eyes crinkled at the sides as he smiled lovingly down at you.
“I’m alright. More than alright. I’m with you.”
Jushiro’s kisses ran down your body, over your shihakusho. He pressed a kiss to your stomach, then your clothed pussy as he looked up at you with begging eyes.
“May I?” He asked so politely. You bit back a grin as you nodded.
That was all he needed before his head disappeared under your robes. The warmth of his breath hit your entrance as he moved your panties to the side. His tongue ran through your folds as your head fell back in pleasure. His lips captured your clit, sucking on it gently. Your breath hitched as his tongue flicked expertly over your bud. A moan escaped you as you began to writhe underneath him. Your legs spread wider to give him more access. Wet slurping noises began coming from underneath your shihakusho. His tongue teased your entrance before entering you. Fog descended in your mind as lust clouded your thoughts.
“J-Jushiro-ah! Please, please put it inside me. I need to feel you!” You begged and whined as you felt your orgasm building. Jushiro came up for air, panting as his face came into view.
He looked ethereal. A cloud of silver framing his face in the candlelight. Pink flush across his cheekbones. A sinful sheen to his lips as he licked them.
“Anything for you.” He whispered as he undone his robes and his robes fell away. Despite Jushiro’s sickly disposition, he had a body that seemed to have been sculpted for a Greek god. Defined pectorals, broad shoulders, a ghost of defined abs across his abdomen. All leading to a cock that stood to attention. Not too long, not too girthy, just enough to keep you pleased everytime. Curved upwards ever so slightly that naturally hit spots you could hardly reach.You hadn’t even touched him yet and the tip was already reddened and dribbling precum. Jushiro leant forward, one hand beside your head and the other guiding his cock to your pussy. The moment the tip entered, you both groaned in bliss. Your legs wrapped around his hips as you guided him to bottoming out.
“Shit… You feel so perfect.” He whispered as he buried his head into your neck. His other hands gripped the sheets beside your face as he braced himself for movement. Slowly, his dick inched back out before thrusting fully inside again. You couldn’t help it as you gripped his hair with one hand and his back with the other. Jushiro picked up speed. He wouldn’t get wild like previous partners. He preferred slow, practically methodical thrusts that would drive you deeper into pleasure than anyone else could. Whimpers and moans escaped his lips and felt like music to your ears.
“J-Jushiro~” You careened as you felt your orgasm building to the edge. Walls tightened around his cock as his thrusts began changing rhythm.
“I-I know. I’m close too.” He replied “Cum with me, darling.” Jushiro begged. It was all you needed as your nails scratched up his back. The wave of pleasure crashed as you came with a cry. One final thrust was all it took as you felt his warm seed filling you up. Jushiro let out a strangled gasp as he came.
You both laid there, panting. The smell of sex and sweat hung between you both. Jushiro slowly pulled out. You whimpered at the emptiness. He shushed you gently as he pulled you into his chest. He always loved spooning you, holding you by the waist with his chest to your back. Fingers intertwined as he squeezed your hand gently.
“I love you.” He whispered as he nuzzled the back of your neck “More than anything.”
“I love you too. More than life itself.” You responded. But you noticed the sadness in his tone.
Silence fell between you both, an unusual occurrence after lovemaking. You normally giggled and talked for hours or would comfortably fall asleep in each other’s embrace. But Jushiro’s steady breathing didn’t indicate he was sleeping.
“Love? Is everything alright?” You asked gently as you turned to face him. Jushiro’s eyebrows were furrowed as he pursed his lips.
“No… I’m sorry to bring such a damper to our happiness but…” He exhaled deeply “I worry I’ll have to go soon.”
“Go?”
He cupped your cheek with his slender fingers.
“You know of my illness. You know, Mimihagi cured me and took over my lungs.”
“Mimihagi… There’s always been rumours of the deity being the Soul King’s right arm. And I worry, with this war going on, the Soul King will be harmed. Or worse, killed. If that happens…”
“It won’t.” You cupped his cheeks back “The Soul King can’t be killed.”
“You can’t be certain of that.” He sighed. A seriousness you rarely saw bore through his eyes and into your own.
“If it does happen… I will become the Soul King’s right arm. To defend the Soul Society and help us keep the balance of the three worlds.”
Your eyes widened.
“Y-You can’t… Jushiro, you can’t sacrifice yourself!” You could feel emotion build in your chest. Your hands curled into tense fists that rested against his chest. His heart beat was steady against your fingers.
“We’ve already lost so many comrades… Head Captain Genryusai is gone too… Shunsui agrees-”
“I don’t care what he thinks! You can’t sacrifice yourself, Jushiro! Please…” Tears spilled from your eyes, anger and heartbreak swirling in unison.
“Please… You can’t leave me…” You begged through sobs. He held you closer, head pressed against his neck. His usual green tea and sanitizer scent enveloped you as your arms wrapped around his waist. Your hug tightened. One of Jushiro’s hands stroked your hair gently.
“I have to, my darling. The Soul Society has given me purpose beyond words. It would be an honour to defend it with my dying breath. For the Soul Society. For you…”
Jushiro’s hand ghosted your stomach with the gentleness of a feather.
“And for the life growing inside you.”
