#kenpachi Zaraki x reader

[j-u-u-z-o]

Tell Me,What's on Your Mind? (Kenpachi x F.Reader) NSFW‼️ 18+

AN: Ahh yes, I finally finished it!!!! This is a -very- late birthday present for ZADDY Kenny. He makes me soft. He derseves the whole world and me🥲 I feel like he needs to be reminded that he’s not a monster and that he’s just a good guy who cares for everyone around him. happy birthday Kenny 11.19! 💕 thank you so much for waiting for so long for this too. Enjoy! 😊

Shoutout to: @ur-favorite-pincushion @sister-cna-reader @electronicwitchcollection for helping me with the emotional parts of the story! Thank you 🙏🏾❤️

Synopsis: Kenny has some things in his mind and it’s been repeating over and over in his head, recently. How can he overcome that? You.

WARNING: cuddles, kenny being kenny, looove and confessionsss, humping, fingering, squirting, mirror kink(?), GRAMMAR.

I wanted to make this special so please take your time reading due to pacing and dive into the story! ✨☺️

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The sun rays tried to shine through the curtains but to no avail. The sounds of the birds chirping outside so early in the morning filled the air between you and the man beneath you. The random sounds of wood creaking in the house from time to time. Everything, all at once, felt eerily comfortable — in his ears.

Including you.

Your soft exhales filled his ears while you were sleeping. Your body was felt by the rise and fall of your gentle unconsciousness on his chest. He felt a sense of belonging. The type when a bead didn’t fall off the other end of the knotted string. Peace. The feeling when a bloodthirsty beast was in the state of submission. And truth — Lying beneath him is a fragile woman sleeping on top of that monster.

Me.

Kenpachi stared up at the wooden ceiling. In fact, he has been staring at it for a very long time. His light brown orbs looked in between the cracks in the ceiling — finding a way out of those dark holes that takes up space in his mind. He’s not sure why, but he’s aware that it’s been happening recently. After the war, he lost a very close friend of his. Yachiru. Who isn’t physically here anymore. He blinked slowly and eagerly searched for another crack in the ceiling.

Another reason why you haven’t left him…

Yet.

The white noise filled with your soft exhales sounds oddly pulled him out of those thoughts, randomly. There’s something special about you.

Was it your looks?

Your calm voice?

Your fortunate background? of not having to live in the rough slums?

He took in a deep breath and exhaled as he stared into space, and blinked again. “Mn.” You groaned. His eyes ripped away from the ceiling and looked down at you. your body was shifting a bit from the sudden movement below you. but you immediately fell back asleep, peacefully. He pulled the white blanket up to your back and rested his left hand on your head. His other hand was on your back under the covers. You shifted a bit more to relish his warm embrace.

Protection.

He then looked at the tall mirror in front of the futon and saw his reflection. He noticed how safe you looked in his arms.

You’re not scared?

Of me?

He continued staring at himself before he looked down at you. You looked so calm. His soft orbs observed your messy hair slightly covering your face in your unconscious state. He watched the way your form gently rose up and down on his broad chest. Especially, the feeling of your dry drool on it too he mentally noted.

His peace.

Kenpachi felt comfortable in this state. With you. Weakened by your presence and your relentless love for him. He didn’t want to loose any time with you. So he remained unmoved. Relishing your warmth and his love for you. And only you.

I…never felt love.

I was never loved by anybody in this life.

In this world.

But…she showed me that with open arms.

With an open heart.

To a bloody man like me.

I didn’t even have a name.

And yet…

He took another deep breath to stop being so dramatic. No. Emotional. “Mm.” You hummed again, slowly raising your head up while trying to open your eyes. Your neck strained a bit while you stretched it a little bit.

He observed you. Watching every move you made.

And yet…

“Babe?” You called sleepily, still trying to open your eyes. He didn’t answer. He continued watching the beautiful scene in front of him. You finally shifted your head to face him — chest to chest and your hazy yet dowey eyes finally met his.

“Mornin’.” He said in a low gruff, feeling warm inside and welcomed by your endearment. He stroked your back underneath the white covers — his rough fingers tracing circles on your soft skin. You gave a soft smile and giggled while you rubbed your eyes.

“Mmm.” You hummed. “Happy Birthday, Kenny.” You said softly, smiling at the man in front of you.

Kenny.

He felt another wave of warmth in his chest. A familiar one. Belonging.

Ah. Right. She always call me that. But why?

“You finally ‘wake?” He asked, still drawn in by your beauty — your round dewey eyes and your puffy face from your sleep.

You nodded. “You’re welcome.”

“For what?” He raised an eyebrow, his lips moving downward. He’s confused. You laughed softly at his question. That it echoed in the room. “It’s your birthday today, Kenny. Did you forget?” You kept giggling at the bewildered man below you.

“Hah?”

You sighed and sat up. The white covers fell off your back. Your bare body in full view in front of the man who forgot that today was his birthday. “It is?” He wanted to make sure you weren’t being silly even though, he had unintentionally forgotten about it; he won’t admit it.

“Mhmm.” You nodded.

You…even remember my birthday.

You always did.

Your eyes still felt heavy from sleep but you still looked at him in the eyes — you meant it. You leaned forward and gave him a morning kiss. Your soft lips smacked against his a few times, playfully. His chapped lips slowly began to not feel chapped anymore. You broke the kiss and smiled. “I would give you all the kisses to count for your age but that would take foreeever.” You giggled, raising yourself to stretch as you straddled him. Your back arched to break the tension in your muscles while you stretched your arms above your head. He looked at all the love bites while he admired your beautiful body — caressing your lower back as a silent apology.

You had the most passionate and rough sex with him as an early birthday gift. Which explains why your body felt sore in some places. Nothing hurt though. You felt completely satisfied from the amazing sex you had last night. It was worth it.

Afterwards, you laid back down on his chest. His hand naturally slid down the sheet and grabbed your ass cheek. You raised your leg up by his side to feel his hand fully grasp your ass. A satisfied groan escaped from your nose — his hand felt so warm. To reward him, you peppered kisses on his chest where your face laid on.

After a while, you stopped and traced his arm with your fingers. You watched as it traced his veins like a stream and then gliding up his muscles as if they were mountains.

There it is. There’s that comfortable silence again. But now, it’s felt between you and him.

There’s something special about you.

But. What is it?

The room started to get bright due to the sun’s persistence on piercing its rays through the curtains. Creating a warm atmosphere in the room. And now, the bedroom glowed with enough sunlight. You listened to the random wood creaks in his household and each other’s gentle breathes. However, his mind was still clouded. Unbeknownst to you.

Your eyes felt heavy again — you were going to go back to sleep. But that got intercepted when a sudden rough smack was felt on your ass cheek. You whined. You raised your head to look at him and pouted. You turned away but he did it again. Gently. You let out a playful whine while your head remained on his chest. He chuckled while he grabbed it — He can’t get enough of you.

Another way to get out of his mind.

“You feelin’ alright?” He asked, his left hand gently ruffling your messy hair. You nodded. “Nothing hurts. Just a little sore.” You mumbled, staring at the wooden walls across the room, relishing his fingers massaging your head.

“I’m sorry.” He said.

Your eyes slowly widened. You waited for him to continue but he didn’t. You rose up a bit and gave him a confused look. He looked at you with guilt. “Why?” You said lowly, looking into his eyes for an answer but you saw a sad expression in them. “I hurt you.” He whispered, feeling bad for being rough on you last night. “Ken.” You called him softly. “You didn’t hurt me.”

“But -“ his eyes lowered to your form covered with his love bites. Some are red and some are blue.

“We made love.” You spoke softly, cutting him off. “This is what happens when you’re so in love with someone that you’re willing to show them just that.” You pointed out. “You didn’t hurt me at all, babe.” You gently lifted his head that was atop your head and and kissed the back of it.

“Y/n…”

“Plus, I had so much fun!” You giggled, caressing your puffy cheeks with it.

Just ask her already.

“Why do you love me?” He suddenly blurted out. You stopped in your tracks — trying to register what he said. You stared down blankly at him. Confused. His heart sank. Ready to be crushed. But, Without hesitation, you placed your hands on his broad chest and said, “because I love you just the way you are.”

“Y/n.” He said, looking into your eyes, searching for lies. But all he sees are you round dewey eyes blinking down at him, softly. There’s no fear behind them. He mentally noted. But he wants a better…answer. More, in fact.

“Yes?” Your head tilted.

“What do you see in me?” His eyes lowered. Afraid to know the truth.

I’m a monster. Just say it -

Without delay, your first response was a soft smile forming on your lips. His eyes stared into yours anxiously.

“Everything.” You admitted, your calm voice came out low. smooth like warm honey. Gently pouring onto his face. He took in every word and remained silent.

The birds still kept on chirping and the random wood creaking sounds in his house echoed through the walls.

Again.

His eyes softened.

Again.

There’s that familiar yet comfortable silence. Your voice always ends with a homey feeling. His rough hands brushed your thighs under the covers, gently.

You’re safe with me.

You always have.

As if you read his mind, your soft voice melted into his ears as you spoke:

“I love your honesty.” You lowered yourself to his gaze. “You’re always chasing after what you love. Even when it doesn't necessarily paint you in a good light.” You moved your hand up to cup his left cheek. Your voice poured out on his chest like warm honey again as he watched your lips. “you don’t let your authority get to you because You’re caring — you take care of those working underneath you and actively push for their growth as warriors.” You softly spoke, your soft fingers traced the scar on his face.

He blinked softly. Absorbing your true feelings while he was silently asking for more. You leaned down on his chest. Feeling your nipples on his chest. Your body quickly felt the familiar comfort and warmth as you laid on him. He felt the same way too. So much that he wrapped his arm around your back to keep you close. “You wear your scars with pride.” You added, watching your fingers lazily trace the scar up and down, softly. “And I really like that. A lot. “You admitted, focusing on your task.

“it’s physical evidence of everything you lived through.” You leaned over to kiss it. He closed his eyes briefly. Your warm and soft lips made him feel warm inside while you peppered it with kisses. “and a reminder that as long as you’re living, you will feel the thrill of fighting again.” You giggled, continuing your task. “Kind of like a trophy in a way.” You mumbled, your lips softly traced the scar and moved down to kiss the side of his neck. The gentle lip smacking sounds echoed in his ears.

“Mmm.” He hummed.

His eyes flickered up at the ceiling. Mindlessly, looking for more cracks as you so. But got interrupted when you licked his nipple playfully. Making him twitch. “Oi.” he said, almost sounding like a growl. You giggled. He knows you can be playful in certain situations. Like this. But not now. Not when you’re in a position of vulnerability. You raised your head and giggled at him. “Sorry, I so sound cheesy, babe.” You mumbled, snuggling up in his chest.

“You don’t.” He looked up at you, softly. He noticed your eyes widen slightly from his words. “Hmm.” You blushed, slowly laying your head down on his chest, watching your finger circle his nipple as a distraction.

“Well…” you puckered your lips, trying not to feel shy. “ I love how much you love yachiru.” Your eyes flickered to his almond colored eyes, “the girl is like a daughter to you and she’s very attached to you.” Your eyes glanced at his sheathed sword laying beside his dresser and looked back down to your finger doing its task. “In any shape or form. You taught her to appreciate the simple things in life.” You eyes searched around the room for an example. “like creating your own sun set…on Ikkaku.” You giggled softly. “Even a moonlight.” You added, the motions from your body shifted above him as you laughed at the memories. He snorted and rubbed your lower back.

“Mhmm.” you hummed, switching to caress his chest with the palm of your hand, removing the memory from your mind. “But more importantly,” you took your time to think of the right words to say to him. You looked up at him. “I love you because you love me back, Kenny.” You whispered.

Suddenly the sun was covered in the clouds and room became murky.

“I love you.” His voice filled the void, gently. You leaned closer and your soft lips wrapped around his. A soft and gentle one that lasted for a short moment. but he wanted more. His free hand reached out and held the back of your head and he deepened the kiss. His lips danced with yours — keeping you close to his. The slow yet deep lip smacking sounds filled the air in the shadowy room.

As the slow deep kisses echoed in the shadowy room, You hand reached for his own that laid atop your lower back under the covers. You moved it under and in between your legs and wrapped your dainty hand around his wrist. Kenpachi was lost in the sensual kiss. His lips slowly moved with yours while his eyes were closed. Letting you do your thing. You then rubbed your pussy against his rough callous fingertips. Sliding up and down your slit — aiding you to spread your folds. “Mmm.” You moaned, holding his wrist up as you humped on his digits. The rough calloused pads stroked your folds and up to your clit — sparking fires inside your tummy. You slowly circled your hips — allowing the digits to explore your pussy. The sheer friction making your pussy bloom by making you wet. your slickness starting to cover his fingertips— making it slippery whenever you grind on it.

“Ahh.” You hissed, your pussy throbbing in delight from the friction. You rolled your hips steadily — Feeling the fingertips rub your clit so well. You broke the kiss to focus on the feathery sensation. Your steady breaths fell onto his face. “Ooh. Yeah.” You whispered, circling your hips on the digits for good measure due to your arousal covering them up. He watched how flushed you looked while you glided on them. Soon after, his left hand held the back of your head and pulled you closer to him. His long tongue easily slipped into your mouth — in search for yours. You whimpered when he founded it. The strong appendage circled yours over and over. making you get hotter and dizzy.

You pulled back a little to watch the way your tongues danced with each other. Flicking each other’s tips and twisting them around; earning an open mouth moan from you. The sounds of your tongues gliding around rang your ears, erotically. His fingers stroked your hair as You sucked his long and thick tongue — bobbing your head slowly as if you were sucking his veiny cock, and closing it with a few thick kisses.

The sun still remained hidden behind the clouds. “Mmmm.” The heavy kisses lasted for a while until you broke it. You sat up and licked your lips; making his free hand slide down your back. Your soft hands caressed his broad chest. “Haaa…yeah baby.” You breathed, steadily rolling your hips up as he rubbed your pussy. He watched you as he slowly glided through your folds — back and forth. Your slickness feeling so warm on his fingertips.

Soon after, he bent two digits and began rubbing your clit. Your clit throbbed as he rubbed it in a “beckoning” way. You bucked your hips back and forth with enough force. “Oooh.” You moaned, sounding erotic while the fluttering sensations danced in your veins.. “Unh.” Your mouth ajar as it spread through your body.

“Mmm, I feel so good.” You leaned over on his chest to give him a few kisses, rewarding him for how good he’s rubbing your throbbing pussy. He hummed in agreement, feeling your erect nipples rub his chest, and grabbing your ass cheek, all while you peppered his lips with kisses. Your hand rested on the side of his face while you kissed him — as you’re rocking your body to meet his beckoning fingers rubbing on your clit. “You like that, baby.” He said gruffly in between the soft kisses, grabbing your ass cheek roughly and smacking it. “Mhmm.” You giggled softly in the kisses, making him chuckle and grab it roughly again.

“Rubbing your pretty pussy on my fingers.” He added, focusing on his task as his lips smacked gently against yours, with his eyes closed. You hummed. He did the same while he caressed your ass cheek. “Riding it like it’s my cock.” He said thickly, resting it there.

His big hand felt so warm on your ass cheek. Making you feel more needy for his touch from his last statement. You circled your hips — Trying to get his finger to enter your core. He gave a throaty chuckle in between the kisses and smacked your ass, roughly. You whined while you were trying to get it in.

Soon after, you broke the kiss and breathed onto his face. He slowly slid his thick and long middle finger into your cunt. He watched how hot your were getting while he did so. Your plush walls gladly pulling him in. Your breathes kept hitching pleasurably as you looked at him — taking him all in, in one go.

He hummed in approval when he felt you squeeze around him. “U-unh.” You breathed out, relishing the rough digit now fully inside your cunt. He chuckled at your response. Smirking at how soaked his finger has gotten. “Oh baby.” You whispered, feeling the rough finger thrust into your needy cunt, slowly. You quivered from the slow yet sensual burns from his skin — squeezing it lovingly.

To make this the best morning orgasm ever, the sheets quickly shifted under your feet as you spread your legs further apart and arched your back. Spreading your cunt open more than you think you can. To get it in deeper — to feel everything. Even though, you already are. As if he read your mind, he grabbed your ass cheek with his other hand to “help”you get it inside deeply. He began thrusting his finger slowly into your needy cunt. “Ungh.” You groaned, clenching his finger relentlessly, when he’s only giving you short thrusts.

You could literally cum in any minute.

No. You didn’t want that. Not that you’d minded, though.

He noticed how blissed out you looked. “Y’okay there, baby?” He chuckled, kneading your ass, encouraging you to do as you please. feeling hot, you sighed and smiled softly. You can take it. Just like you took his thick girth with no problem last night. “For the record,m, I’m always okay, with you. Kenny.” You admitted, leaning back up, skimming his chest with your soft hands.

“Hmph.” He hummed and smacked your ass again — making you whine playfully. “I like that a lot, baby.” Relishing the sensation of your fingertips brushing his nipples in circles.

You looked down at him deeply in the eyes and slowly began rolling your hips on the girthy digit. Pushing it back and forth. Steadily with enough force. “Ahh.” You hissed, taking your time to relish the pleasurable sensation, squeezing his finger each time you rolled it up. The light wet sounds was heard between you two — his finger completely covered by your arousal, each time it entered your warm cunt. “Mmm.” You hummed, feeling the sole finger massage your walls and poke your sweet spongy spot.

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“Ahh, fuck.” Slowly bouncing off of his finger while he gave short strokes, the squealching grew more relentless, ringing in his ears erotically. “That’s it, baby.” He mumbled, feeling your slickness drip down his digit and on the back of his hand. His free hand gripped your ass gently while you bounced on the digit steadily. “Good girl. Ride it.” He watched your tits bounce, eyeing your suckable nipples bounce around his sight; distracting him from his strokes. “Mmm.” He groaned, lifting his head up to suck your right nipple with so much need. “Unh. Baby.” You whispered, holding the back of his head, Brushing his hair with your fingers lovingly as you felt his tongue licking your pebbled nipple in circles.

He sucked it with so much desire. “Mmm. Yeah baby. Like that.” You praised breathlessly, clenching his digit. The lewd sucking sounds rang in your ears. He rewarded you by increasing his pace. Pushing his finger up into your sobbing cunt, rapidly. “U-ungh!” you gasped, your hips started jerking and your legs squeezed his sides. “Oh fuck!” you started riding it roughly — His fingertip kept poking your g-spot — making your mind spin.

His tongue flicked your nipple frantically. “Ooooh.” You dragged out. “Hehe.” He pulled back, looking at how hard your nipple had gotten. He looked past you and saw your reflection on the mirror. Your ass bouncing under the blanket; the squelching sounds adding more to the thick atmosphere. He bucked his finger roughly. The wet slapping sounds sounded rough while he slammed into your soaked cunt. “Uuungghh.” You whined, the pleasure felt so good, your long gratified breathes echoed in his ears. He smacked your ass with his free hand and moved it up to stroke your glistening back.

He laid his head down on the pillow. His almond colored eyes watched as you so. Absorbing your beauty as you pleasured yourself. His orbs followed every move you made. Your beautiful assets responding to his and your ministrations. “Oh baby.” You called out breathlessly, snapping him out of his daze. “Feels so good.” You praised him, looking at him with pure lust behind your eyes.

He grinned and slid his hand down to smack your ass again. “Good. Cum on my finger baby.” He said thickly in a low voice. You leaned over to kiss him. Your soft lips met his own with so much want. “M-mmm.” You whimpered in the kiss, feeling his finger bend to get more out of you. You took a deep breath , “haaaa.” You sighed, pushing your legs up, stretching them so that your legs squeezed his sides. “Ungh. Fuck yeah.” You breathed out in his mouth, the new position making you get better friction as you bounced the girthy finger.

He held the back of your head to keep your from moving away. He gently pushed it down to meet your lips again. His finger wriggled in your tight cunt and brushed your spongy spot. “Mm!” You twitched in the kisses, trying to keep control of your body. However, he kept rubbing it relentlessly that you were getting closer to your climax. You legs started trembling — pushing your knees up and down against the sheet uncontrollably as your body kept jerking. You whined in the kiss. You were getting closer. you knees digger into the bed and ass gyrated quickly as you rode on it, feverishly.

The sounds of the bed sheets getting pushed and pulled under your feet and the wet stokes bounced off the walls. You exhaled heavily in his face through your nose in between the kisses. Your lower stomach started swelling as Your walls started trembling uncontrollably. He grabbed your ass cheek roughly and thrusted roughly in your cunt while he felt your walls crumbling.

“Ha…ha…” you broke the kiss, breathing heavily, feeling the tingles of your orgasm coming in seconds. Soon after, you slowly started spurting out your fluids. “Unh-ah!” You cried, the feather-light release overtook your body as your squirted on his hand, dripping down on the bed. “Ah! Kenny!” You grabbed on the sheet, slamming your hips down on him, roughly. He kept slamming his finger into your clenching cunt while you spurted your fluids out each time, forcefully. “Mmm. Let it all out, baby.” He mumbled, wrapping his arm around your waist to keep you from moving away. You whimpered. Feeling your ass getting bumped roughly by his soaked palm while he did so. “Good….don’t…stop.” His mouth opened slowly, letting the words come out of his mouth one by one, as if he was caught in a daze — feeling your walls squeeze around his finger, lovingly. Reminding him of the same feeling of his cock getting embraced by your tight trembling walls when you were cumming last night.

He slammed in your cunt once more and froze.

“Good girl.”

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“Mmm.” You whined erotically, feeling fully satiated after the orgasm. You lifted yourself a bit and pushed your hips back on his digit slowly. “Mmmmm.” You dragged out, circling your hips side to side, hearing the filthy thick wet sounds coming from your cunt.

He listened to the slow thick sounds too as he watched you ride your the remaining sparks of your orgasm. A few moments passed, the clouds moved away from the sun. Slowly illuminating the bedroom. “Phew!” You sat up, fanning yourself with your hands. “Now that was a good orgasm.” You said out loud. “Wow.” You giggled breathlessly, looking down at the mess you made on him. “Yeah. You did that.” He pointed, chuckling at your surprised face. He loves it though. Your genuineness. He mentally noted. Even from the mess you made proving that you’re not afraid to go all out. Even if he told you to.

“W-well!” You stuttered, pouting at him. “It’s your fault that I was in the moment!” You smacked his chest, gently. “Sure.” He smirked, chuckling as he thrusts his finger in your warm cunt. You gasped,— feeling your pussy pulsate from the familiar muscle. “Kenny!” You pouted, your body relishing the sensation.

“I’m still sore!”

“Didn’t seem like it at the time.” He replied quickly, sitting up, grinning like a smartass.

“Oh yeah?” You smirked, resting your hands on his shoulders, giggling at his game now. “Yeah.” He bit his bottom lip, caressing your ass cheek. You leaned to forward and gave him a kiss. For being right. “You know, you always make me feel so good.” You broke the kiss. “I do?” He said, a soft smile creeping up as he pulled out his middle finger from your cunt and began rubbing your clit. “Mhmm.” You nodded, meeting his lips again, bucking your hips slowly against the calloused pad.

“Mmm.” You began peppering his neck with kisses while your small hand rested on its sides. You moaned while he rubbed your throbbing clit. “Good to know, then.” He stared at his own reflection in the mirror, watching himself in your embrace.

I’m safe.

In your arms.

He smiled before You pulled back and looked at him. “Mhmm. Wanna know what else you can do to make me feel good?” You whispered, smiling softly at him. “What?” He answered, kneading your ass softly with both hands.

I feel at home when I’m with you —

I love you.

“Tell me, Kenny.” You smiled knowingly. “Why do you love me?” you stroked his face with your thumbs.

“With pleasure.” He grinned and smacked your ass roughly.

“Happy birthday, Kenny~.” You said quickly, giggling as your body was shifting under his grasp to be underneath him, his warm cock landing on your tummy.

I love you.

End.

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[actuallysaiyan]

There's A Beautiful Girl, And A Handsome Guy(Kenpachi Zaraki x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, possessiveness, jealousy, creampie finish, rough oral sex(male receiving), love bites, choking

word count: 1.5k

pairings: Kenpachi Zaraki x Fem!Reader

summary: Kenpachi doesn't like the way some of these guys look at you, even if you swear you're so deeply in love with him.

a/n: for the wonderful and lovely @yeowangies! Thank you so much for being so kind to me and supportive <3 You deserve the world!

“Come here, now!” 

You shudder as you hear those words. It was almost like a mating call in a way. Your head whips around to see the very intimidating form of your boyfriend, hands on his hips, calling you over. You feel confused as to why he’s got such an angry tone for you, but you know better than to keep him waiting.

So you make your way over to him, and he’s quick to grab you by the wrist. You yelp in surprise and he smirks. He’s got to teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget.

“Don’t lie to me,” he growls in your ear. “I saw you with Ichigo earlier.”

Your face heats up, “Ken, you can’t be serious!”

He pulls you even closer to him, you feel his muscles bulging as he presses his body against yours. “Listen to me, little woman, you belong to me.”

A chill runs down your spine. Kenpachi doesn’t take these sorts of things lightly. He doesn’t really want to see you getting too close and too chummy with others. It irks him, even if it is someone he enjoys fighting with like Ichigo.

“What if it were someone else, huh? How about Abarai-kun? You always had your eyes on him.”

Your cheeks burn even more as he says these things to you. You have no idea where he got these ideas that you’re going to cheat on him, but that was never the intent. In fact, Ichigo had just been asking about Kenpachi when you two were chatting. He wanted to make sure your boyfriend was doing well.

“Ken please…” you whine as he digs his nails into your wrist. “Let me prove to you how much I love you.”

This makes him chuckle darkly. He grabs your wrist even tighter, pulling you towards a more private place. You’re thanking your lucky stars that he’s going to at least give you the decency of some privacy. The first room he’s found, he shoves you inside and slides the door shut behind him.

“On your knees,”

You don’t need to be told twice. You kneel in front of him, your lips already parted in anticipation of what’s going to happen. Kenpachi smirks down at you, happy that you’re so obedient when you want to be. He undoes his pants, allowing the girthy meat of his cock bob up and down as it is released from its confines.

“Fuck I love that look in your eyes,” he praises as his large hand cups your chin. “You show me just how much you love me by the way you look at my cock.”

You can’t help but squeeze your thighs a little. It’s in the way his tone of voice dips down a few octaves, becoming even lower than usually. He’s always like this whenever he gets so aroused, and it’s even more so whenever it’s a powerplay for him.

“Now, now…don’t make me punish you even more. Suck. On. It.”

Your eyes widen when his fingers tangle in your hair and pull you in even closer. Your mouth waters as soon as you wrap your lips around the tip of his cock. He grunts as he pushes it further into your mouth, making you sputter and choke.

“Come on now,” he grunts as he pushes you even further down his cock. “Show me that you’re all mine. This mouth belongs to me, doesn’t it?”

You nod your head, trying to answer him with a mouthful of cock. Kenpachi snickers at your pathetic attempt. His dick throbs at the way you’re so desperate to obey him when you really want to be a good girl for him.

He begins bucking his hips; grunts and growls falling from his lips. Drool and precum begin to bubble and dribble from your lips, sliding down your chin and dripping down onto your kimono. You’re sure it’ll probably end up leaving a stain. But you don’t dare wipe it off; you’ll be wearing those stains as badges.

You gasp for air the minute he pulls you off his cock. There’s an even more dangerous look in his eyes as he pulls you onto your feet. He shoves you against the wall, and he leans in to nip and bite your neck.

“I never want to see anyone getting so close to what belongs to me,” he growls as he uses his knee to part your thighs.

You whine softly, “S-sorry, Ken…didn’t mean to upset you.”

He grips your hair even harder, making you yelp in surprise. He pulls you flush against his chest; his other hand is busy with undoing your pants and pushing your panties to the side. You’ve got about two seconds of realizing what’s happening before Kenpachi is impaling you on his cock.

“K-Ken! Wait! Slow!”

But your pleas and cries fall on deaf ears. He’s snapping his hips hard and fast; like an animal in heat. He needs you more than you’ll ever know. He loves you more than life itself. Kenpachi is often scared of losing you. You’re a young, sweet thing. To anyone, you are the most beautiful flower to bloom. But to him, you are incredibly precious. Something others don’t quite understand, so they think they can swoop in and try to win your heart.

“You’re all mine,” Kenpachi growls as both of his hands steady your hips. He pushes himself into you even further this way.

You barely know what to say as your mind grows blank. The more the fat tip of his cock hits your sweet spot, the more you find yourself having difficulties speaking. You wanted to apologize for what happened earlier, but his cock just bullies inside of you in the best way to keep you dumb.

“Tch,” he grunts softly as one of his hands comes up to wrap the fingers around your neck. “I need to hear you, baby. Tell me you belong to me.”

Your eyes roll back as he squeezes just enough to block your airways. You try sputtering out the words to appease him, but you can’t even bring yourself to say them.

“What was that?” He taps your cheek lightly with his hand as he continues to fuck himself into you. “Come on, baby. Say the words.”

You whine again as your sweet spot is hit dead on. He smirks as he feels your cunt gripping him, and he feels just how desperate you are to cum. He leans in, nipping at your neck once more as he slows his pace just a little.

“I-I…” you manage to choke out before it all turns into moans. “I…”

Kenpachi smirks, “Yes, what about you, baby?”

Your eyes roll back again and you feel drool dribbling down your chin. He keeps hitting that spongy spot so deep inside of you, and you swear you can see stars every time he does. One of his hands slides down your body, slipping between your thighs. You let out a surprised squeal as he begins to rub your clit.

“I belong…” you gasp out, and you can hear him goading you on.

But you’re almost in too deep to even continue that sentence. Flames lick the fire deep in your belly, and you feel your knees buckling as the pleasure grows too much. Pants and whines fall from your lips and you’re begging to cum now.

“Ah, ah, ah…” Kenpachi scolds you. “Gotta say those words. Only good girls get to cum.”

You whine again, begging him to let you have your release. He begins bucking his hips harder and faster, all the while goading you to say what he’s been wanting to hear this entire time.

“Please Ken, lemme cum!”

He shakes his head and then presses his nose to the crook of your neck, “Won’t let you cum until you say you belong to me.”

To show he’s being serious, he begins pulling out of you. You cry out, begging him and pleading for him not to pull out. You’re so close; you’re sure that if he were to stop now, you’d be in pain from not having that climax all day.

“I belong to you!”

And with that, he snaps his hips once more and begins fucking you with reckless abandon. Groans and growls along with words of possession and protectiveness rumble through his broad chest. A few more harsh thrusts and you’re right at the edge.

“Say it again! Say you belong to me!” His voice is gruff but with a pleading tone.

“I b-belong to you!” You cry out, the coil in your stomach just about to snap.

Your vision turns to white as your earth-shattering orgasm begins to hit you. Your knees begin to buckle, but Kenpachi keeps a tight hold on you to keep you steady as he fucks himself into you. 

“Mine,” he growls before biting down onto the junction between your neck and shoulder. “Only mine!”

Shot after shot of his sticky cum begins pumping into you as your own orgasm has pulled him over the edge. He fucks his seed so deep inside of you, you swear he’s trying to get into your womb this way. Slowly, he begins to come down from his high. Then he stops, pulling you flush against his chest once more.

“You know, the punishment will be double this the next time I see some stupid guy close to you like that again.”

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[brittscafe]

hello there, hope yoh having a good day. Can i request headcanonz jealousy for Kenpachi Zaraki and Shunsui Kyōraku, thank you hun

yes, yes, yes, and yes!

Kenpachi:

It definitely shows on his face.

Instead of wearing his usually deadpan expression, his borrows are furrows and his nostrils are flared as he glares at the healer.

The poor guy was just doing his job as his hands run up and down your wounds, but Kenny couldn't help the way he was feeling.

He starts to clench his fists and you glance over at Kenny as he marches over towards you.

Before you could say anything, he pushes the man away with zero effort and grabs onto your hand.

"I can take care of you perfectly fine on my own," Kenpachi comments with a harsh tone, leading you away from the poor healer.

"Kenny, he was just doing this job," you sigh out as he drags you behind him.

"Yeah, whatever. His hands were all over you," Kenpachi spits out harshly and you tug out of his grasp.

You both stand there in silence, glaring at each other when the healer starts to walk by.

Kenny's eyes light up and he marches over to you, slapping his hand down on your wrist.

Before you can even speak, he smashes his lips against yours.

His hand squeezes your wrist tightly and your eyes widen at the kiss.

You slap against his chest a few times before he pulls away from you, both of you breathing heavily.

"Jealous. You are so jealous," you comment and Kenny's heart skips a beat.

He scoffs quietly and glances away. "Yeah whatever," he replies dryly, taking your hand and pulling you away behind him.

He's sure to punish you later in bed ;)

Shunsui:

You never expected Shunsui to be jealous.

But that all changed when you were both out drinking sake and there were members of your squad surrounding you.

Shunsui was casted aside, downing each glass of sake that he had in front of him.

You could see the growing anger on his face, but he hid it so well from the others.

When's he had enough of the boys fanning over you, he slams his glass down on the table.

The boys continue chattering, but you lift up your head at the sound.

Shunsui's already towering over you, putting his arms around you and easily lifting you up from your seat.

"Shunsui!" you gasp out, your legs dangling in the air.

"Sorry boys, play time is over," Shunsui demands with a bitter tone, tossing you over his shoulder.

He storms out of the bar as you squirm in his tight grasp all the way back to your private living quarters.

Shunsui throws you down on the bed and you're left in a spiral of confusion.

You didn't get why Shunsui was so mad.

"You're mine, you know that, right?" Shunsui asks, grabbing onto your jaw and tilting your head up.

You gaze into his eyes, burning with a bright hot jealously and you let out a tiny chuckle.

"Oh my god, you're so jealous, Shunsui," you comment and his cheeks flush with a bright red color.

His hand drops from your jaw and he turns away from you.

"Maybe," he shrugs his shoulders and you cup his cheeks.

You brush his cheeks, his beard scratching against your soft skin.

"Of course I'm yours. There's no need to ever be jealous," you reassure him, placing a soft kiss upon his lips.

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[chiffiorra]

₊❏❜ ⋮ Thrill of The Hunt

Kinktober Day #1

Prompt: Predator + Prey Character: Husband!Kenpachi Zaraki This Work Contains: fem!reader, established relationship, slight manhandling, rough sex, creampie, aftercare hinted to come in the end, author's first time writing zaraki lol WC: 752 Note: today's first kinktober post let's gooooo, i am so excited Taglist: @enchantedforest-network, @arlertsbaby, @nanamis-wifey-reye

"Run."

That was the only word you needed to hear before you took off into the forest, adrenaline rushing through your veins as you were desperate to get as away from him as possible.

Even if it wasn't going to last long; knowing his power, this experience would still be exciting for you and him. Especially for him.

Running through the woods, you began to feel your lungs burn but you couldn’t stop. You wouldn’t stop. You were way too excited to despite the exhaustion that was soon to catch up to you. 

What made you even more giddy on the inside was the deep chuckle you could hear as you heard footsteps closing in on your direction. You begin to pick up the pace, feeling that your lungs were ready to burn from pushing yourself further than expected. 

But unlike you, it seemed that your husband had a better idea. And with that, you felt yourself being tackled to the ground. Rolling around for a bit, you were greeted by his grinning face as he stared down at you with an almost predatory look in his eyes.

It made chills run down your spine, but in a good way that made you excited for more. Even more so when he leaned down to your ear.

“Caught ya,” he growled. It almost sounded like saying that in a sing-song tone. No matter how he would say it, it still made you quiver; and ready for the best part that was to come.

Sensing your anticipation, he chuckled once again as he licked your cheek, “You seem to be liking this way too much, and we’ve barely begun, my lovely.” 

He wasn’t wrong, and you could feel yourself grow more excited as he began to remove your shihakusho slowly as to tease you and to drag this on. You began to lightly slap at his back to pick up the pace, but he only bit down on your shoulder as a warning and growled at you to be patient. You could only whine in response as you watched him take his time stripping you. 

Now bare in front of him, you began to fidget; only stopping when he pinned you down, not just with his hands taking hold of your wrists, but also with a warning glare. There was no better reminder of how intimidating he could be to many and that included you… you truly felt like prey right now and you loved every moment of it. 

Leaning down he began to swirl his tongue at your nipple, using his free hand to pinch and pull at the other one. Licks and sucks would later turn to him biting and leaving marks upon your chest and neck, already giving you such a blissful feeling along with an exciting feeling stirring deep inside you. 

As he prepared you for him soon after, you were ready to give into your orgasm but you knew Zaraki wasn’t ready for it to end so soon. And so, after cumming on his fingers, you shouldn’t have been surprised that he was ready to overstimulate you into another one. And yet, you couldn’t help but weakly push his hand away to take a breather, much to his almost sadistic glee. 

You would soon let out a loud moan as he entered you, and he didn’t waste any time thrusting into you immediately. He didn’t have to worry about prep that much, he knew you liked it rough anyway. This made you reach closer and closer to your release, and you couldn’t wait for him to take you there.

“Love… I’m gonna cum!” You whined out, already close to tears. He chuckled darkly in return, already close to the end himself. He didn’t realize how much game with you as the prey would turn him on so much. He began to pump into you faster and rougher for the both of you to reach your orgasms. 

Your legs begin to tremble as you cum, moaning loudly as you do so. Zaraki couldn’t help but grin down at the sight, knowing that you loved this way more than he expected. It didn’t take long for him to reach his end too.

As he carried you off back to your shared home, murmuring “how much of a good girl you were” and how he was “gonna take care of you at home”, you smiled sleepily as you thought over what just transpired.

You couldn’t wait to play as the prey again.

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[sokonoi]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮— 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢

retsu enjoys soft nicknames in public, my love or dear are her favorites, but in bed you’re her little cock slut i’m sorry…

hanataro honey is his go to & he always says it so gently to you. his hands would softly find its way to your waist as he whispers it in your ear.

grimmjow calls you something very unromantic, like sugar foot or pipsqueak but only in public. in private you may be able coax a baby out of him.

kenpachi not a pet name fan. calls you by your name, but he says it with such adoration and conviction there’s no need for a pet name.

rangiku calls you something cutesy, like honey bunch or pretty baby. she’s real soft about it.

shunsui is a the pet name god. calls you everything in the book, but love and my fair lady are his favorites

byakuya omggg darling is his pet name for you! he only rly says it in the confines of your home, but out in public he’s really big on subtle intimacy. a hand at your waist or fingers brushing against yours.

mayuri idk only calls you pet name to get ur attention!! nothing to mushy maybe babe.

kisuke calls you angel or doll, it depends on his mood.

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[byakuyacoochie]

Cure For Sadness - Bleach x Reader

A/N: This is the first of the misspelt Shunsui fics....It's because I first wrote him in a fic with Shuhei and got confused...Please forgive me

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[vampi-fixx]

Grind My Gears 

- normal au!mechanic!kenpachi zaraki x reader | bleach  - summary: visiting your parents for the holidays is always trifling, but even more so when you (a) just broke up with your ex, (b) you car breaks down halfway there and you’re forced to confront the bad boy you had a thing with in high school, and (c) you realize that you still have feelings for said guy (and he is still. kinda hot. in a scary, rugged way.) - word count: 6.9k words (hehe 69) - tropes: begrudging friends to lovers? awkward fling as teens to rekindling romance as adults? - tw/cw: 18+ minors dni. fem!reader, sex on a table, kenpachi’s foul mouth, several references to kenpachi’s monstrous cock, size kink, fingering, handjobs, dirty talk, underage drinking/smoking?? (20 is legal age in Japan), reader and kenpachi get frisky when they’re 18+ --author’s note: my late secret santa fic for @unohanadaydreams​! sorry this took so long, but i’m hoping the disgustingly long length makes up for it kind of sort of??? disgustingly long like kenpapi’s co-- wow i'll stop

—

“Goddamnit.”

While you’re no expert on cars, you’re certain that the smoke emanating from your car’s hood is not a good sign. Neither is the sputtering sound coming from the area you vaguely recognize as your engine. You’re still an hour away from your parents’ house, back in your old neighborhood, and you’re hoping–praying, even–that your car makes it. But just after taking its final shuddering breath, the car comes to a complete stop, lurching you forward slightly. You turn the key in the ignition once, then twice. 

Nothing.

You smack your hand against the wheel, cursing your luck. You were supposed to be there by noon time, but an unpleasant conversation with your very recent-ex delayed you. Now the sun is dipping past the rim of the sky, dusk approaching. With a heavy sigh, you end up calling a towing service. They offer to drive you to the nearest auto shop, and you agree. 

Zaraki Auto Repair. 

You’re not sure why the familiarity of the name doesn’t register in you sooner. But it’s not until you’re staring at his rugged, scarred face, with his ever-present scowl, that you realize why you should have remembered. 

If he recognizes you, he doesn’t let it on. You don’t think you’re imagining the way his gaze briefly narrows at the sight of you, but then again, it could be him. 

He rarely ever looked happy unless he was fighting.

As he examines your car, you feel yourself clam up. You clench your fists, suddenly aware of the damp sweat accumulating in your palms. Briefly, you debate asking the tow guy if he could drive you to another shop. But when you glance behind you, he’s already gone. 

Damn.

“Damn. You really did a number on this.”

You nearly jump at the sound of his voice, just as gravelly and deep as you remember. It takes you awhile to register what he said. “Is it…” You clear your throat, swallowing past the lump that’s formed. “That bad?”

“Yeah.” Blunt as ever. “Surprised you made it here in one piece. Only an idiot would drive a car in this condition.” 

An idiot. Your eye twitches in annoyance. If you recall correctly, that was something you used to call him. Not the other way around. He mentions something about spark plugs and oil leaks, but truthfully, you don’t care about the specifics. 

“Can you fix it?”

He emerges from under your car, rising to his full height. You nearly forgot how tall he was. Even back in high school he towered over you. Now? The height difference is just ridiculous. 

“Gimme two days.”

And that is how you end up with Kenpachi Zaraki driving you back to your parents’ home, on a route he knew all too well. 

—

He was a delinquent, honestly. 

Your homeroom teacher approached you with the request. “Please… you’re one of the top students in the class. Zaraki… he’s really bringing down our school rankings. Rumors are going around about… it doesn’t paint a good image of our school’s reputation. Maybe you could mentor him?”

Mentor him? You and Kenpachi had gone to the same school since you were babies, sure, and you did live in the same neighborhood. But he was known for his foul attitude and violent nature. He never showed up to classes, and last time a teacher approached him about his behavior, rumor was that they ended up in the hospital. Word on the street was he spent most of his days getting into fights with students from other schools–sometimes even college students. He was a delinquent, in every definition of the word. 

You were certain he would sooner spit in your face than listen to any drivel you had about “making something out of his future” or “the importance of respecting his education.”

But still. Your teacher had begged and pleaded, even offered to write an amazing letter of recommendation, and to put in a good word with the admissions department for one of your dream colleges. Was it bribery? Sure. Did you care about the morality of it? Not really. Still, you had to try and uphold your end of the deal. 

“Just where do you think you’re going?”

Kenpachi stared you down. Despite being only a third year, he was already over six feet tall, taller than some of the staff of the school. Not only was his size intimidating, but the ever-present scowl on his face was too. You weren’t that short, but next to him, anyone would seem small. You were sure that you made a hilarious sight, trying to block him from exiting through the school’s entrance doors.

“Out of my way.”

You crossed your arms, standing before him defiantly. He cocked his head to the side, gaze narrowing. 

“Are you deaf–”

“No. And no. I won’t.”

Kenpachi’s stare bore into you. Even without the scar across his left eye, he made an intimidating sight. One that would have lesser men quaking.

“And why the fuck not? Who are you tell me I can’t leave?”

But for you? You just saw him as a nuisance that had to be taken care of. Unfortunately, by you. You straightened up before him. 

“We have third period class right now,” you snapped back. “What the fuck do you mean why not? Get back to class.”

His eyes raked down your form, seeming to size you up. Finally, he laughed, a dry, rattling sound that for a moment, had you reconsidering your choice of words.

“I didn’t know Seirei’s star student had such a foul mouth.”

You opened your mouth to retort, when he stepped forward. The wolfish look on his face made you falter, suddenly aware of the truth behind some of those rumors. 

He looked like the kind of person who would devour you whole if you showed any hint of weakness.

“Makes you more interesting. You’re not a goody-two-shoes, stuck-up bitch, after all. Still, I don’t like repeating myself. Get out of my way.”

—

“Seriously, I can find a cab.”

“It’s not a problem. We typically offer to drive customers home,” Yumichika says, handing you the paperwork for the repairs. “It’s a courtesy reserved to our clientele.”

You weigh your options. You could Uber to your parents’ house, but you were tight on money… not to mention how much the repairs would cost you. But if you let them drive you there… Well, as long as you weren’t alone in the car with him. Maybe Yumichika or Ikkaku could take you; it would certainly be less awkward. You remember them vaguely from high school, as the two seemed to be in Kenpachi’s inner circle of… you weren’t sure you’d call them friends. Lackeys, maybe. 

Interesting to see that some things never change. 

“Ikkaku can drop you off at your parents’ house,” Yumichika offers, sensing your hesitance. 

As long as it’s not him, you’d accept any help.

“Thank you–” you start.

“I’m driving her home,” Kenpachi says, brusquely entering the office. “I have to go that way anyways.”

While you smile graciously on the outside, internally you’re blanching. In a car? Alone? With him? You think your flaming death trap of a car is perhaps a better alternative. 

It’s too late to reject the offer, though. Your car is already in his garage. 

Kenpachi grabs keys off the counter, motioning for you to follow him with barely a glance back at you. His lack of hesitation is clear–you have no room to reject his offer. 

–

It’s quiet. Too quiet. 

The both of you sit in the car in absolute, stifling silence as he drives. Glancing at your companion, you note that he’s focused on the road, seeming intent on ignoring you if need be. Was he always this unaffected, this distant? You can’t seem to remember much past his wolfish grin, his bored, dismissive eye roll every time you tried to lecture him about school, the way his large hand felt, rough and calloused, as it gripped your thigh–

Woah. Woah woah woah. 

You shake your head, willing the thought away. Now’s not the time to think about that.

Reaching for the radio, you tune it to the closest station. Of course, the very first thing that plays is a love song. Fuck your luck, honestly. Fiddling with the stereo, you desperately try to find something else. Anything else.

After settling on some generic pop song, you settle back into your seat. You catch him staring at you, and swallow down your reservations. 

The past be damned. You can’t stand how awkward and quiet this reunion is going. 

“So, uh… you’re still in town, I see,” you say.

“Yeah.”

“Never moved?”

“Nope.”

God. You forgot he isn’t one for small talk. Never was. Even back then. 

You try again. “Nice of you to inherit your relatives’ car shop.”

“I didn’t. I took it over after the guy I was working for died.”

“Ah.” You nod slowly. 

“He was old. Weak. Couldn’t throw a punch anymore if he tried. Had no family, so he gave the shop to me.”

“Oh. Oh no.”

He shrugs. “People die. Happens all the time. Too bad he couldn’t put up more of a fight before he kicked the bucket.”

This… is starting to sound suspiciously like Kenpachi had a hand in this death. You force yourself to refrain from speculating, reminding yourself that he is giving you a ride. He is fixing your car. You will graciously accept his favors for two days, and after that you will never see him again. 

“I thought you moved to the city?” Kenpachi says suddenly. 

“Y-Yeah. I’m back for the holidays. Visiting my parents.”

He nods. He brings the cigarette he’s holding in one hand up to his lips, inhaling before blowing a puff of smoke out the window.  

In a sudden jab of irritation, you ask, “Are you smoking right next to me?”

—

“Are you smoking in front of me?”

“Yeah. Why?”

The two of you are having lunch together on your school’s rooftop. Kenpachi usually left school around lunch apparently since he didn’t see the point of staying around after morning classes, so you came up with a tactic to get him to stay:

You would pack an extra bento for him as long as he didn’t skip school during lunch period. 

While Kenpachi was initially reluctant to the idea, claiming it was stupid and a waste of your time, after one bite of your food, he came around. It was almost a daily thing now for him to come to class, and for you to offer him some of your food. 

It was his idea to have lunch up here. While you marveled at the view, Kenpachi ruined the mood by mentioning that he really only came up here to smoke, before pulling out a pack of cigarettes. 

“Kenpachi, we’re eighteen. That’s not even legal!”

“Quit your yammering. Mind your own business, would ya,” he said gruffly.

“That’s kind of hard, since you’re doing it right in front of me!” you fumed. 

College acceptance or not, he really wasn’t worth mentoring. 

—

You still at the memory.

“We’re not kids anymore.” His voice interrupted your train of thought. 

Oh, so he did remember you. He was just acting like he didn’t. You toss him an irate look.

“Yeah, but it still smells like shit.” You wrinkle your nose. “And the smell. It lingers.”

He snorts, putting out the cigarette on the door of his car before tossing it behind him. 

“You never change, huh,” he says sardonically. “You still love to nag.” 

You bristle at the comment. You’d like to think you have changed. It’s him that’s still the same. But just as you’re about to retort, the car stills. You were so distracted by your own thoughts that you didn’t realize he parked right in front of your parents’ house. 

“Ever consider you’re the kind of guy who basically asks to be nagged?” you retort. 

“Heh. Can’t say you’re right about that.” 

You gather your things to you, before you realize that, embarrassing as it is, you were so distracted by the idea of being alone with him that you forgot to ask. Turning to face him, you say, “Yumichika never clarified the price. He threw a few figures around but.... How much is it going to be to fix my car?” 

Kenpachi stares at you long and hard.

“Nothing.” You’re about to protest, when he cuts you off with a raised hand. “It’s on the house.”

You give him an incredulous look.

“Seriously? I can’t accept that.”

His stare bores into you. You always found it rather intimidating, but this time, you meet his gaze, raising your chin defiantly. 

He caves first. 

“Fine. Ten thousand yen for the labor. We already have all the parts.”

Based on your experience with mechanics though, that’s still ridiculously cheap. You can’t accept that favor. Your jaw sets as you intend to argue further with him, but then he unlocks the doors, motioning towards your parents’ house. Your mom approaches, waving at the sight of you. 

“Your stop.”

By the time you make it out of his car, greet your parents, and bring your things to the front doorstep, he’s already gone. Driven away.

—

You don’t want him to owe you anything. 

Not after what happened. 

“I’m sorry, but I can’t see you anymore. This? Us? It wasn’t even a thing.”

—

Two days later, Yumichika calls you to inform you that your car is ready for pickup. Your dad drops you off at the shop, and after you pay the fees, you ask him where the boss is. With great amusement, he points you towards the back of the shop, sending you a wink as you walk past him, along with a ‘go get him.’

Your face warms. Are you that obvious?

As you approach the car where Kenpachi’s giant frame is positioned under, you have to stifle a laugh. It’s almost hilarious seeing just how small of space he has to contort his large frame into to do the job. 

Once you’re a few feet from him, you clear your throat. “You and me, Rukongai Bar on 80th Street. This Friday. You down?”

A pause. He wheels himself out from under the car. It is the second time since you’ve known him that Kenpachi looks completely caught off-guard. 

“Should a woman really be inviting me to a bar on that side of town?” he finally says, an edge to his tone.

You roll your eyes. “Don’t tell me you suddenly give a shit about gender roles, Kenpachi.”

He seems to think about it. Your palms feel sweaty, and you clench and unclench your hands into fists. You’ve never seen him debate for something this long. He’s always been a man of action. 

“...See you then,” he says, then halts, as if he’s about to add something onto that. Before he shrugs it off, putting down his wrench and wiping his hands on a rag. 

You fidget. Somehow it feels wrong to leave off on that note. 

“The car looks great, by the way. Seems like it runs better.”

He nods. “It should. Spent all day and night working on it.”

Despite yourself, you feel your cheeks heat up. Your traitorous heart skips a beat. 

“R-Really? You didn’t have to.”

He shrugs again. “I promised it by a certain date. Had to get the job done.”

“As thanks, then…” you say, finding your voice once more. “Please allow me to treat you to some drinks!”

“Alright,” he says. As if it is the easiest thing in the world. 

Just two adults getting drinks together. Two adults getting to catch up again, after having grown up and spent several years apart. Two adults who or may not have a history with each other. Two adults who may or may not still have a lingering fondness for one another. 

It could be that simple, right? 

Right?

–

As Friday approaches, you grow oddly giddy. So much so that nothing can dampen your mood. Not your family’s comments at their holiday gatherings, the you really still haven’t found someone yet? quips. Not the sympathetic looks when one of your parents chimes in about you going through a recent breakup. Nothing. 

After one such party, you check your phone, which you haven’t done all night. 

Two unread messages. 

One of them from an unknown number. 

“Kenpachi. Make sure your gas doesn’t fall below half a tank for at least a month.”

The other. From an all too familiar name. One that you thought you blocked after your last fight. 

“Hey, can we talk? I know we left off on a bad foot, but I miss you–”

You don’t even finish reading the message before you toss the phone onto your bed. Heart pounding, you plop onto the edge of your bed, clutching a hand to your chest.

What are the odds that you would meet Kenpachi again, after all these years. The odds that it was his auto shop that your car was towed to. The odds that you would still feel something after all this time. And the odds that it would be while you were still heart-broken over your–

History has a funny way of repeating itself. 

–

It was all way too much. The stress of entrance exams, compounded with the fact that your boyfriend of three years had just broken up with you. And not to mention, dealing with fucking Kenpachi, who you had to tutor because his grades were atrocious. 

“If you’re going to be an ass,” you said, dropping your notebooks and textbooks unceremoniously onto the table. The loud thud did little to ease your sour mood. Honestly, the fact that Kenpachi decided to actually show up this time did little to comfort you either. You were out for blood. “Please don’t. I’m not in the mood.”

To his credit, he usually knew when to shut up. He was the kind who didn’t waste words if he didn’t need to.

Kenpachi raised a brow. “What’s got your panties in a tangle?”

You didn’t know why. It’s not like it was uncharacteristic of him to be crass. It wasn’t even him necessarily. It’s more that everything had piled up, and his comment was the last thing you needed before you snapped. 

He was certainly the last person you should be doing this in front of. But you burst into tears in front of him. Your words jumbled in a barely intelligible train of sobbing.

“I just… I just got broken up with, okay? And I don’t exactly f-feel like going out, much less coming to the library to tutor you, when you don’t even show up half the time! And college exams are so s-s-stressful, I’ve been biting my nails down to the beds. Everyone has such h-high expectations for me, but I don’t think I can m-meet them.”

Kenpachi was stunned into silence. He stared at you as if you had suddenly grown two heads. You didn’t know why, but his lack of response stung even more. Of course, what could you expect? This was Kenpachi, for crying out loud. Your school’s number one delinquent. He wouldn’t know what to do. 

Finally, uncomfortably, as if he wasn’t used to being the shoulder to cry on (you doubt he was), he handed you a handkerchief that he grabbed from another student passing by. They complained, but a look from Kenpachi silenced them before they scurried off. 

You dabbed your eyes with it, sniffling. 

Still awkward, he rubbed the back of his spiky hair. He said it almost like a command. Which in hindsight, was even more hilarious–to see just how out of place Kenpachi was with a woman’s emotions.

“Nothing and no one is worth your tears. So just… I dunno. Quit crying already.”

—

The bar is crowded, even for a Friday night, Bodies bustling past you, the various conversations around you raucous and rowdy. You picked the bar because you figured Kenpachi would enjoy the environment, especially since it was on his side of town. Sure enough, there are all kinds of hardened-looking individuals frequenting the bar. Surprisingly though, Kenpachi is easy enough to spot, his sheer size and distinctly spiky hair adding to his recognizability. 

He’s already downing a drink when you slide into the seat next to him.

“You seem right at home here,” you greet him with. 

“I come here often.” 

You order a beer, before sitting back down. 

“This brings back memories.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Last time we went drinking together.”

He lets out a sharp bark of laughter. 

“Still shitty at handling your liquor?”

“No!” you protest, taking a sip of your beer. The face you make says it all. Kenpachi snorts, taking a long sip of his second beer. 

“Fancy place,” you comment. 

“Didn’t you pick it?”

“Yeah,” you say, jabbing him in the side. “Because I thought you’d like it.”

“Well, why would you go through all that trouble,” he says drily. You give him a sour look. 

You take a few more sips of your beer, before slamming the bottle down. He raises a brow at you. Liquid courage does wonders for your nerves, as you work up the courage to ask him the question that’s been on your mind.

“So… you got a girlfriend?”

He looks at you like you just asked him the dumbest question in the world.

“You got a boyfriend?” he asks.

Alright. He won’t share until you do. 

“Ha. Had. Right before I drove down actually.”

He stares at you for a moment, before taking another swig of his drink. 

“You?” you press. 

He laughs sardonically. “Nah. Got the kind of face that scares women off, apparently.”

“Well.” He glances at you. “Most of them.”

“You’re not ugly, Ken. You’ve got the bad boy kind of appeal. Girls dig that.”

Another raised brow. You really are getting him to work his facial muscles today. A sharp contrast to his constant scowl or terrifying grin. 

“Last time we spoke…” you start. 

“Don’t mention it,” he interrupts. 

“I wanted to explain my side.”

“Ha. There’s nothing to explain. What happened, happened,” he says, something hard in his voice. 

“Kenpachi.”

–

“We’re going,” Kenpachi had said decisively after your crying episode. Neither of you were the partying type, but here you were, two strangers in a sea of grinding teenagers and booze. He grabbed you a drink, and the two of you crammed yourselves onto the narrow staircase. You knew that Kenpachi wanted to get your mind off things. But somehow the sight of everyone practically grinding against each other did little to help you forget your ex.

To his credit, Kenpachi looked just as out of place. He rested his arms on his legs, holding his beer in between them. He fidgeted with the rim of the bottle, looking like he’d rather be any place but here. 

You took a sip of your drink, smacking your lips at the taste, before pulling a face. 

He snorted. “First time?”

“Why does it taste like ass?”

He shrugged. “It’s beer. “‘S supposed to.”

You offered him your drink. “I don’t like it.”

He grabbed it from you, taking a big swig. A group of girls squeezed their way past you on the steps, giggling and tipsy. You inched out of their way, but one of them still managed to knee you in the back–hard. You would have fallen forward down the last few steps, if Kenpachi hadn’t caught you. 

“Ah. Sorry–”

The two of you locked eyes. This close you realized how deep the scar on his face ran, the strong set of his jaw. His wiry, muscled arm around your waist.

Hesitantly, you leaned closer. He didn’t move away. 

Your first kiss with Kenpachi was a spark lighting on kindling, over before you knew it.  He didn’t respond. When you pulled away in disappointment though, he grabbed the front of your shirt, yanking you forwards. 

Your kiss set you ablaze. He slammed your lips onto his. His teeth dug into your bottom lip, and you gasped at the iron tang of blood in your mouth. That seemed to only spur him further. He practically hauled you into his lap. Before you knew it, you were making out in the open. 

Kenpachi shoved his hand down your shirt, palming your breast. You straddled his leg, playing with the buckle of his belt. When your hand brushed the tent in his pants, he hissed, bucking up into your touch. 

You were only snapped out of it when someone gasped near you. When you looked up, it was him. Your ex. 

—

The next day, rumors flew around that you were fucking Kenpachi. Certainly the sight of you two at the party was proof enough. 

For that reason, your ex-boyfriend asked to get back together again. He said he realized he couldn’t live without you. You had the choice between Kenpachi, a delinquent, rough around the edges, and crass. Versus your ex. Excitement versus stability, the bad boy versus the good guy. 

You chose your ex. 

Kenpachi was exciting, but you couldn’t fathom seeing yourself in a long-term relationship with him. Not to mention, you doubted you two would be on the same path. You had aspirations, dreams for your career.

You stopped showing up to your meetings with Kenpachi. And by the time he confronted you, you told him, with no little uncertainty,

“I’m sorry, but I can’t see you anymore. This? Us? It wasn’t even a thing.”

You didn’t stay around to see his reaction. 

The irony is, you and your ex ended up breaking up again soon after once you found out of his infidelity. 

— 

“What I mean to say was… if I was–more honest with myself. Less cowardly,” you start. You try and gauge his reaction. Kenpachi is as impassive as always. You swallow it down. “I wouldn’t have chosen him.”

He glances at you briefly, before staring down at the rim of his drink.

“I–I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’ve felt bad about it ever since.”

“The past is the past,” he says. “Forget about it.” 

“But I–”

He groans. “Look, I’m already over it. You should be, too. What kinda guy would I be to hold onto a silly high school thing.”

“So, you’re… not mad?”

He stares at you blankly. “How many times do I have to repeat myself? I’m not a fucking loser.”

“Okay, okay… yeesh.” The two of you sit in silence for a few more moments. 

“I did… I did mean it, though. At the time.”

“Don’t,” Kenpachi says sharply. “Quit bringing it up!”

“What I said… That didn’t mean I didn’t like you at all, you know that?”

He falls silent. While he won’t look at you, you get the sense that he’s listening intently for your next words.

“I did like you. I still…”

You pause, losing courage in the words you want to say.

“Still,” he repeats flatly.

It’s hard to figure out what he’s thinking. He’s inscrutable. He seems like an easy man to decipher, but when it comes to anything but fighting? He’s a closed book.

“I… I can’t say I’m completely over you, Ken,” is what you mutter out in a rush, cheeks warm.  You’re scared to look at him, to witness his reaction. 

He says nothing. His silence puts you on edge. He motions the bartender over before paying for his drinks. Then he’s tugging your arm. 

“What?”

“I’m not gonna carry you, even if I can. Get your ass up.”

The two of you end up in an alley at the side of the bar. When you’re a good distance away from anyone, Kenpachi turns to you.

“Why are we–”

And then he’s grabbing you by the waist, tugging you into him. You land in his chest with an oomph. Then he’s leaning down, grasping your shoulders before slamming his lips onto yours. Just like before. 

Kenpachi doesn’t hold anything back. His nose digs into your cheek. His lips greedily claim yours, over and over again, as if he’s making up for lost time. 

Breaking the kiss, you stare up at him breathlessly. 

“You’re an idiotic woman, you know that?” he says defiantly. “Denying what’s yours.”

The taste of beer is heavy on his tongue. He’s warm, so warm against you. 

“You’re not gonna be able to get rid of me that easily this time, though. I don’t care what kind of loser ex you have waiting for you at home. You want me. That’s good enough.” 

Your eyes widen. “Kenpachi….” 

Why did you have no idea he felt like this before? Is he right–are you actually an idiot who didn’t notice?

“Besides…” He grins maniacally. “Can anyone else compare to this?”

His mouth crashes onto yours once more. Kenpachi’s not the kind of man to hold himself back. He kisses you with fervor, like he wants to fuel the fire in both of you with each touch. He has no reservations.

Lifting you by the waist, he pins you against the wall with his body. He’s all tough muscles, hard and bulky even through his shirt. Your breath hitches when you feel his erection press against your thigh. It feels massive.  

You want to feel more of him. You want to see what he’s been denying from you for so long. 

“Your place or mine?” you gasp out. 

“The shop is closer,” he grunts out. 

He’s right. You don’t fancy having your parents catch you getting frisky either. He grabs you a cab. The entire time, his hand grips your thigh possessively, the calloused pads of his thumbs stroking your skin sending shivers down your spine. A promise for what’s to come. 

—

In a tangle of limbs, the two of you manage to make it through the door and into his shop.

Kenpachi swipes a hand over his work desk, sending his supplies scattering. Then, in an impressive feat of strength, he lifts you around the waist with the other hand, placing you on his table. You yelp. 

His lips are on yours in a bruising kiss. It almost feels like he’s snarling through the kiss, his teeth bared. His large hand roughly squeezes your breast through your shirt and you moan.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “Keep making those sounds.” 

His other hand splays your legs apart, near ripping your skirt off with his brute strength. You slide it off you, and his hand digs crudely between your thighs. He raises a brow at your choice of underwear, a scrappy thong that he could snap in two with one tug, before surging forward. He presses down hard on your clit with his thumb, and you mewl. 

“K-Kenpachi, please… more.” 

You unbutton your shirt. Kenpachi watches you strip with an inscrutable expression. When the fabric falls, and he gets the whole view of you in your skimpy bra, his hands come forward. Clamping around your hips, he drags you forwards as if you’re nothing but a rag doll.

He thumbs the thin, scrappy material covering your breasts. Your cheeks flush when he flicks a nipple through your bra.

“You dress like this all the time?” he finally asks.

“Ah. No, I just thought…” 

His eyes flash. 

“You knew we’d fuck tonight, huh.” 

The crass, plain way he says it has you flustered. Closer now, you tug at the hem of his shirt. He yanks it over his head, before tugging off his pants. The image of his boxers, seeming to barely contain the sizable members inside them, has you clenching your thighs. He looks just as big as you felt against you earlier.

He surges forward, his hands yanking down the cups of your bra down as he pushes your breasts together, seeming to enjoy the sight of them. His other hand circles your damp pussy through the thin fabric, before yanking it down as well. Impatient, as if he can’t wait to feel you. Suddenly he slips a long finger inside you, and you gasp. 

“Shit. You’re so…” 

He grunts. “You can take it.” And sure enough, the burn of him is eased by some of your own arousal. But it still stings. 

Slipping his finger in and out of you, Kenpachi builds up to a rhythm. He slips in another finger with little warning, thrusting all the way to the knuckle. You yelp, unprepared for the intrusion. He swirls his fingers around, looking bemused when your walls grip his fingers as he slides out with a pop.

“Damn. You are tight.” 

His comment, said in the most casual tone, flusters you. You reach between you for his boxers, feeling him more substantially now. 

Oh. Oh god. Your eyes widen as you feel just how thick he is. Hesitantly, you pull him out of his boxers, your trepidation increasing. Holy fuck. Is it possible for someone’s cock to be this big? It’s long and girthy, nearly the size of your forearm.

He’s watching you carefully. 

“We go just as far as you want.” 

You stare up at him, biting down on your lip. Do you want it? Your hand strokes him from base to tip once, and it throbs in your hand. Your fingers can barely even wrap around it. You squeeze lightly, and Kenpachi makes a guttural sound in the back of his throat, thrusting forward into your hand. 

Yes. You do want it.

You wonder idly how many partners he’s scared off with this thick cock of his. It makes you all the more eager to keep him to yourself, just for you to enjoy. 

Jerking him off with one hand, your other hand comes up, grasping him by the back of his neck. You bring him down for a kiss. It’s oddly intimate, him fingering you, you stroking him on his work desk. Kenpachi snarls into the kiss when your thumb works over the tip of him, spreading his precum around. His fingers jab into you, and you jolt, moaning against him.

Breaking the kiss, you decide that if you’re going to try and take his downright monstrous cock, you definitely need more prep. Your hand leaves his neck, coming down to play with your clit. That, combined with his fingers inside you, has you shaking around him. He’s watching you intently, his hand a near vice grip around your breast. You moan in slight pain, and he lessens his hold. 

Then his hand is digging into your waist. It seems the faster you stroke his cock, the harder he grips onto you. The thought that Kenpachi is going to leave his marks all over you has you working your clit faster, swirling harder. 

Kenpachi’s third finger circles your entrance, his eyes locking with yours. He surges all three fingers into you with little remorse, and you have to bite down on your lip to hold back your yell. But when he starts relentlessly pumping his thick fingers into you? You can’t hold back.

“K-Kenpachi!”

He grunts, seeming pleased by your reaction. He fucks his fingers into you as if it’s a preview to how he’s about to fuck his cock into you–an all-out onslaught, merciless. Kenpachi shows little remorse in the way his fingers burrow into you, pressing deeper and deeper until you can almost feel him in your gut.

Kenpachi’s fingers leave you, and you nearly cry at the feeling of emptiness. But then the thick, fat head of his cock is at your entrance, and your breath catches. He catches your gaze again, holding it as he sinks the tip of his cock into you. The stretch is intense. Even his large fingers are nothing compared to the real thing. You don’t think you’ve ever felt this full, and he’s barely gotten started. Your thighs tremble around his waist as he hunches forward. He exhales roughly, seeming near overwhelmed by the pleasure of being mere inches inside you. 

“Shit,” he curses. “Who said you could be this tight. Fuck.” 

Kenpachi’s rutting against you, working his cock inside you slowly. A glance down has you tightening around him, and he grunts, grasping your hips tighter. He’s only a third of the way in, yet he’s already stretching you to your absolute limit. You marvel at the fact that you can even take such a monstrous cock as his, even as your walls clamp down insistently around him. 

“Feels great,” he grunts, dragging his cock out of you, before surging forward again. “Feels fucking amazing.”

Kenpachi’s hips pick up the pace. Each thrust has him inching further in, until you’ve taken in half of his cock. His hands dig into your hips hard enough to leave bruises as he fucks into you, his hips moving like pistons. You’re mewling, your hands gripping his forearms, searching for some kind of purchase in his relentless onslaught. 

He’s snarling with every thrust into you like a man possessed. His gaze seems fixated on the way your pussy swallows him whole, clinging desperately to his length. The sounds of your coupling seem to amuse him greatly, a wicked grin stretching his face at the loudening squelch accompanying each of his thrusts. 

“You gettin’ off to this? You like being fucked like a whore?”

You moan, shaking your head. Your nails dig into his arms, but Kenpachi shakes one of your hands away. With his now free hand, he grabs a handful of one of your breasts, squeezing and kneading. 

“I think you do. Think you like it rough. You tightened up on me just now.” He grunts, his hips near bruising in the way they slam into you. 

You cry out his name. Kenpachi’s eyes narrow, his thrusts increasing in ferocity. The slap of your hips is surely loud enough to be heard across the street. Releasing your breast, his hand coming up to grip your chin. He presses a finger down on your lips. 

“Suck.”

You do, slipping his finger into your mouth before lolling your tongue around it. Then he brings his hand down to your nub, his thumb crudely rubbing your clit. He doesn’t go for technique as much as sheer force, but it, combined with his cock pounding into you, has you trembling around him in no time. 

“K-Kenpachi!” Your toes curl, your legs tensing around his midsection as waves upon waves of pleasure crash around you. For several beats, you’re in sheer bliss, muscles clenched, that is, until Kenpachi’s heavy panting and cursing brings you back down.

He’s gripping your thigh, using it as leverage to fuck into you. You’ve taken almost all of his cock by this sound. Sweat trails down his forehead, his teeth gnashing together.  

“Where do you want it?” he grunts out.

“I—on my—“ 

You gesture at your body helplessly. Kenpachi drags his cock out of you, making a hoarse sound in the back of his throat at the loud squelch from your combined fluids. His hand flies over his cock, his hips tensed. With a guttural groan of your name, thick jets of his spend splatter onto your stomach and chest, some even landing as far as your chin.  He’s panting heavily, his fist still working over his cock as he milks himself of every last drop of his seed before he slumps forward.

“Fuck,” he curses, catching himself on the table before he falls onto you. He’s still breathing hard, his gaze darting to the cum pooling onto your skin. With a grunt, he grabs the nearest rag to wipe you off, thankfully a clean one. Then he wipes himself. You press a lazy kiss against his shoulder, expressing your gratitude. Then he hoists you up into his arms, before dumping you onto the couch.

He does slump over you this time, and your face ends up smushed up against his armpit. You smack him lightly, before he adjusts your positions, his body laying over yours more comfortably. 

“Sleep,” he grumbles out.

Again, a demand. Not a request. But you’ll let it slide this time, you think. Your eyelids drooping, you drift off to sleep in the safety of his arms.

—

The next day, Yumichika and Ikkaku make it to the shop. They open the garage door, only to be greeted by quite a sight. 

Yumichika whistles appreciatively. “Well, would you look at that~”

Their boss and you traipsed across the couch in his office, naked as the day you were born. A thin blanket covers both your bodies, a precarious method of preserving your modesty. Kenpachi’s snores serve as the sole proof that you two are alive, his arm wrapped around your body possessively. 

Grinning, Yumichika placing his hand out. Ikkaku sighs, fishing around in his pockets before forking over 2000¥.

“Told you they would,” he says, counting the money with glee. 

“How was I supposed to know?” Ikkaku threw his hands up, smacking them against his head. “You think the boss has game? I didn’t think he’d get to fuck on the first date.” 

Yumichika rolls his eyes, pocketing his cash. Glancing over at your bodies, he resists the urge to take a picture of you two. God, he loved a juicy story.

“Mission success. Getting the boss back together with his high school sweetheart. The only woman he loved.”

#kenpachi x reader #bleach x reader #kenpachi zaraki x reader #bleach smut #tati writes #not sfw

[bleach-your-panties]

Rosie my dearrr! For the Valentine's event could I pretty please ask for letters: D,F,J, and O with kenpachi ♥️

Ask and you shall receive, my love👏🏼❤️

dividers by @/hitobaby

❥⋱D - Dick: he’s gonna give you that Valentine’s Day D! What’s it like? (His dick, that is)

LONG HARD DICK (sorry). But it’s true. He has a good 9 ¾ -10 inches, (HARRY POTTER HEADASS DICK) I'm so sorry.

It is very girthy as well; it's so heavy that it hangs between his thighs. It's a deep tan color, darker than his skin tone with a medium-darker brown-colored tip. Thick veins atop the shaft, pubes black like his hair, and hairy, heavy balls (lol).

He is terrible at manscaping, you have to help him. He also doesn't wear underwear, so you can see his print if you look closely.

❥⋱F - Freaky: What’s his kink?

Posted here!

❥⋱J - Jamz: Slow Jamz to be exact. What song does he like to get it on to?

🎵Scratchin’ Me Up - Trey Songz

"Can't another couple compete, when we in the sheets; breakfast in bed, love the way I eat

I love the way it be, we a couple freaks,

Rockin' to the rhythm and the rhythm of the beat"

----

"Girl, you scratchin' me up

But it's cool (I love it)

'Cause I love when we touchin' (I love it)

I love when we kissin' (I love it)

Sexin', you be scratchin' me up"

----

"Hold on, girl, don't you lose it

It's made for you, please use it

Scratch my body up, girl, I don't mind

Imma take your pain if you take mine"

ᰔ

🎵Please Excuse My Hands - Plies, Jamie Foxx, The Dream

"With my hands I can make you do a lot of thangs,

Have you engaging in some activities you can't explain,

Leave my fingerprints on every inch of yo damn frame,

With this one finger, I could make you get off the chain"

----

"Get that liquor in me, and my hands, they get they own brain

They wanna touch ya, they wanna rub ya, they wanna feel ya frame,

Run my hands through yo hair and go against yo grain

Let me massage ya baby, and help ya ease yo pain"

----

"If I can't squeeze ya and I can't hold ya, it don't feel the same,

It ain't my fault, baby, my hands the one to blame"

❥⋱O - Orgasm: Does he cum quick? Or is his stamina crazy as fuck? What about you? How many times can he make you cum?

*chuckles*

LONG NIGHTS AHEAD FOR YOU.

The man has stamina for days. Not just hours. DAYS. All that damn fighting he does.

He won't stop unless you stop him, or you pass out. Whichever comes first. Definitely use a safe word with him.

The most times he's made you cum during a single session is ELEVEN. (Hehe🤭)

Stay hydrated, you're gonna need it with him. He's gonna drain you of every drop of cum you’ve got, and still go back for some more.

----

valentine a-z ©bleach-your-panties. do not steal, repost, or upload my shit to tik tok! comments appreciated. reblogs always welcome.

#kenpachi zaraki #zaraki kenpachi x reader #kenpachi zaraki x reader #kenpachi smut #zaraki smut #bleach kenpachi #bleach smut #valentine event #valentine's day #valentine a-z #💗💗🍡°bleach headcanons #💗💗🍡°bleach masterlist #💗💗🍡°mooties #kennyshotcoffee☕

[nakunakunomi]

Hi Hazel ^^

Thank you so much for the Guy fluff, he's truly a sweetheart 🥺💚💚 Noticed that the Bleach part for the event is empty, so, if you don't mind me requesting the letter J from the fluff alphabet for Zaraki? 🤭

Thank you <33

If you noticed a pattern of me liking big strong and loud men, no you didn't xD

Henlo! <3 Thank you! I am glad you liked it!! I am happy to be writing some Bleach, even though the new anime is here, the fandom is generally pretty quiet on writing, so I am always happy to provide some! Enjoyy! <3 And don't you worry, i also have a type. altho mine is mostly dead guys TwT

2nd person. GN reader. No warnings.

J - Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Zaraki is a pretty confident person, and that’s the main reason he doesn’t get jealous easily. He is confident in himself and in your relationship, and he trusts you: otherwise he would have never started a relationship with you in the first place. So when he sees other people flirting with you, it generally works flattering: hell yeah, you’re a catch, and nothing beats the swell of pride when you turn down the flirting party. Of course you’re taken, and you’re taken by him of all people. Now, him being jealous does not mean he doesn’t get protective. He trusts you, but that doesn’t mean he trusts other people. The way he gets protective and how often he does so, entirely depends on you and how you handle unwanted attention. 

Are you the kind of person that likes attention, will happily receive compliments no matter the intentions behind them and then will still turn down any advances with a smile before going to sit closer to him? Or are you the type that gets a little uncomfortable, finding it hard to tell someone that you are taken, wary of the reaction you will get? 

In the first case, he’ll leave you be most of the time, although he’ll come stand close when he notices the conversation going on a little too long, almost like a silent threat. But if you’re of the latter category, he will step in much faster. No one should be making you uncomfortable. Don’t they see that you’re just too nice to tell them to fuck off? He will gladly do so in your stead. 

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[normansnt]

s/c= skin color

Y/N= your name

L/N= last name

h/c= hair color

e/c= eye color

Comfortable

"Kenny! Wake up, Kenny!" Yelled the pink haired girl with slight panic in her voice."My, my, looks like Kenpachi finally got the fight he wanted" said a male voice walking towards the mountain of a man laying on the ground and the little girl sitting next to him.

Yachirus eyes lit up at seeing the s/c male."Y/N!!!, you're here! Now you can help Kenny!! You should have seen the fight, he was so happy and, and,..." the girl started to ramble to the male in the white Dr coat.

She didn't know that he was here as well, that he saw the whole thing worrying just slightly about Kenpachis safety. "Yes, I felt the fight Yachiru" said Y/N with a kind voice which was his normal voice really.

"Who ever he fought had amazing spiritual pressure, almost battling his own" smiled the h/c haired male slightly. "Are you hurt anywhere? Or is it just Patchi I need to fix up?" Asked Y/N L/N the head Dr and scientist at the soul society.

"No, no I am fine but please help Kenny he isn't answering" said the girl in sad tone. The dr's eyes softened "Do you want a hug perhaps?" Asked the e/c male.

Now, since Yachiru was raised by Kenpachi she was not that used to hugs nor that big fan of them since she rarely got them. But when Y/N got promoted to head Dr and got a lot of visits from Kenpachi due to his lack of care for his own safety they got close. And since Yachiru is hardly not by Kenpachis side she allso took a liking to the dr.Y/N hugs were totally different, they were the best. "Yes please" said the pink haired girl with a smile got up and hugged the male. After the hug Y/N got to work.

Of course he got here with his supplies, he heard about this Ichigo and all though he was confident in Kenpachis ability to fight he knew that as strong as he is he is just as reckless as well.

Yachiru sat beside him and started rambling about the fight and, anything really, what came to her mind.

That is the effect Y/N had on people, he made them feel comfortable with his kind eyes and beautiful smile, that is what Kenpachi always thought anyways. While the little girl was rambling Y/N let out "hmmm" and "aha" sounds to let the girl know he is listening.

"He always stares at you" said the girl suddenly, that caught the dr off guard "and when I tell him he should ask you to spend time with us he gets all red and mad and says he has no idea what I am talking about" Y/N could feel his cheeks lightly heat up but did his best to ignore it and focus on stitching Kenpachis wounds. "Really now?" Asks the male. "Uhu and he is even more reckless when fighting like he wants to end up wounded its actually funny" giggled the little girl. "How so?" Asked the man also smiling slightly "He likes you so much he gets hurt on purpose so he can visit you"

Y/N stopped his movements and looked at the pink haired little girl. He thought she was just observing Kenpachis behavior but he had no idea she understood what they mean. "You think so?" Asked the man obliviously. "Come on there is no way you don't see it". Its true Y/N did see it. He was a smart man after all. But since Kenpachi had a hard time opening up and connecting to people on an emotional level he wanted to give him time and not force anything on him. "Yes, well Im gonna give him space, Im sure he will get the courage eventually, or you will force him to it" laughed Y/N slightly. "Damn right I will, we need to have more tee parties together that can only happen if you are always there with us" smiled the girl happily. The male smiled at her, he really saw her as a daughter and nothing would make him happier if she, Kenpachi and him could be a family, but everything in its own time. Now he was happy to tend to his wounds and talk for hours after they were both off work, Kenpachi waited for Y/N sometimes (very often) claiming that Yachiru misses him. They never get to Yachuri, though because they start talking and end up staying well past midnight doing so. Kenpachi may be a man of few words but when with Y/N, as said before even he feels comfortable.

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OMG MY FIRST ONESHOT😱😱

I really hope its not boring and you guys like it I was watching the episode today (I know Im shockingly at the beginning) but I am SO in love with Kenpachi and there is not a lot of male!reader stuff w him😢 anyways after was watching the episode this idea popped into my mind so yeah here we are my first one shot hope you guys like it even if only one person liked it that's a job well done in my opinion so

Hope you enjoyed reading ladies gentleman and others good afternoon good evening and good night🦖

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[an-angel-in-the-garden]

Hello everything is fine? If requests are still open can I request headcanons (aizen, komamura and zaraki) x fem!reader? The reader being a vampire and having the powers of Alucard from Hellsing? Thank you in advance.

Things have been up and down ya know. Hope things are going well for you? My requests are still open and this was a fun one to get. I don't think I've written for Komamura? Either way, mixing some of my favorite things is always a good time. TW: blood and death talked about, unhealthy relationships and talks of bad treatment towards reader 

Aizen

Aizen is perhaps the worst person to be with as a vampire unfortunately but is anyone surprised

Look, he's capable of learning to love but it's a slow and hard process that sadly means you suffer more then he will....to start

He wants control of everything starting with when and what you eat along with how much you get

His blood, wonderful tasting as it is, is only ever a treat for good behavior and more often than not you get espada blood

This will continue for as long as he doest fully trust or care about you

Fights are a common during this time but the longer you choose him, the longer you stay and fight back the more he softens and opens up

Though it takes time Aizen does eventually see why his actions are wrong and though he won't regret them he does change and aim to make up for it

Fresh blood from kills he got for you, his own blood straight from his arm or neck if you all are feeling cuddly and plenty of gifts

He thrives on watching you thrive, of seeing you smile and revel in being full and able to exist without worry

A power couple in the most dangerous sense of the words not to be taken lightly yet so happy to merely be around each other even if the road to get there was rough 

Komamura

An absolute sweetheart who will do his best to make you feel accepted no matter your past or problems

Komamura understands what it's like to be so different and knows first hand that it can be hard to trust others so he wanted to reach out to you

Though he doesn't fully understand all your needs and will struggle to understand he wants you to tell him everything so he can help

Will have Unahana draw his blood so you can have food, his squad is willing to do the same one you become friends

One of the things he greatly appreciate about your skills is the ability to melt into the shadows, he doesn't want you to have to fight and this method can keep you safe

Trains with you whenever you ask and is happy to help you learn or overcome any trouble

You being a vampire really doesn't change anything to him, Komamura sees you as person separate from anything else

So long as you want to protect people and have good morals that's enough for him, you accept him and he accepts you

Kenpachi

Kenpachi is weirdly the best person to be with as a vampire and he's proud of it

Need food? That's find he was in a fighting mood anyway, he can hunt for you if you want or better yet just drink from him

It's the same for if you're ever worried about losing control or just need to explain some energy Kenpachi is more than happy to fight you and keep a close eye on you

He defends you from the others who think you’re untrustworthy or dangerous, really you're no worse than him

To everyone's amusement you both have this line of thought that you've tamed a beast in one way or another

Really Kenpachi is just so proud to say your his lover and for so many reasons that no one can really argue with him on it

Will want to fight you sometimes ya know to test "your strength and make sure your not holding back too much"

Gets really jealous if you drink from anyone else, even a blood bag but won't admit it, the only exception to this is if its a kill he got you

Overall he's fine with it there's nothing about it that bothers him and he encourages everything you do, feral or not he's here for it 

Hello everyone~ I am back from a rather unexpected break. To make a long story short, a lot happened recently, most of it not good but getting better. I even started a new job that I've been enjoying so far. I want to write again though so I finally sat down and got this bad boy done. The next thing will feature a favorite character of mine that isn't even on my writing list so just know it's happening. Have a good day or night and thank you so much for your support. Lilly~

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[j-u-u-z-o]

“Don’t Worry About It” (Kenpachi x F. Reader) ft. Yachiru

Synopsis: it’s only the two of us. What can go wrong???

AN: Hey guys! Based on the poll results, I present to you… the one that got the most votes. I changed the timeframe to afternoon. So yeah I did this in an hour. I hope you enjoy! ❤️🤭 I love my ZADDY so show him love ❤️❤️❤️

Please like, reblog and comment! It would be greatly appreciated!

Warning: cute pink haired creature, fingering, smooches, Grammar.

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It was a hot summer afternoon in yours and Kenpachi’s shared home. You were humming a song that recently became your favorite when you came back from a mission in the world of the living, while you were in the midst of preparing a delicious lunch for your boyfriend. He’s been out all morning in seireitei: having meetings with the other 12 teams and spars with his men. so you’re not sure what time he’ll be back home to eat. Still, you prepared his lunch.

You prepared a chicken katsu with two boiled eggs and rice with veggies in a bowl. You didn’t forget to add a bowl for little ol’ yachiru and for yourself.

“Hopefully he’ll come home early before it’s cold-”suddenly, the front sliding door opened roughly and a few heavy steps made its way in the genkan. “Y/n?” Kenpachi unstrapped his sandals and hung his white haori on the rack. “In here~!” You sang out happy that his lunch won’t get cold.

Kenpachi walked into the kitchen and saw your beautiful smile before he looked at your form. Your curves hugging the satin night dress he randomly bought for you from the world of the living. “I’m glad you made it in time, baby.” You turned and tiptoed to kiss his lips. His lips are always chapped but your soft lips always makes them feel like they’re not against yours.

Kenpachi grunted and wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you closer to him. You giggled when his long pointy nose nudged against yours and his lips met yours again. After a while, you broke the kiss. “Mmm..okay baby that’s enough. It’s time to eat your lunch.” You smiled as you turned to get his and your bowl from the counter - his arm still wrapped around your waist. “Yachiru?”

“She’s somewhere. Playing ‘round or something.” He caressed your waist with the tips of his fingers. “Aww, I prepared a little bowl for her. I thought three of us would eat lunch together.” You pouted. Kenpachi grinned at your expression. Yachiru is like a daughter to you and Kenpachi loves seeing the mother- daughter relationship grow between you and her. “She’ll be fine.” He sat down - leaning on his elbow in the small kitchen table as he watched you put more chicken in his bowl. “I know…” you said lowly. Kenpachi reached out and gently pulled your form back to face him. You’re now standing in between his legs with both of your small hands on his broad shoulders. “Oi.” Kenpachi caressed the back of your leg softly. “Why are you sad? Yachiru knows how to be independent.” You didn’t answer and you looked at him with another pout. He chuckled. “Y/n.”

“It’s not funny. We always eat together - the three of us.” Your dainty hands moved to the sides of his neck. “Ya want me to run out and grab her, right now?” You giggled. You know that he would do it and probably get lost. “No.” You smiled at him. “You sure?” Kenpachi knows where the little pink haired girl is - he can sense her reiatsu. You tucked your lips. “Good.”

You kissed him softly. Both of your lips enveloped each others gently. Kenpachi lifted you up and made you straddle him. You giggled while your lips were still wrapping against his. Your legs are more spread due to his large form. His big hand wrapped around your waist and the other slid under your night dress to gently grab a cheek. “Nothing to worry about, y/n.” Kenpachi always makes you feel protected and loved by his touches.

Feeling needy, you moved up a bit to roll your hips against his covered member. Your kisses are only heard between you two in the kitchen. “Mmm.” He then moved his hand further down from your cheek and slid his fingers to your covered heat and rubbed your covered nub in circles. “Mmm, Kenny.” You moaned at the feathery touch of his fingertips as your hips bucked against it.

“You’re getting hot down there, baby.” He saw how flustered you look. You responded by searching for his lips again and enveloped them with yours. Kenpachi chuckled and pulled you closer to his chest. Soon after, his fingers slid under your panty and began rubbing your pussy. His rough pads felt so good massaging your puffy lips and your clit in circles. You lowered your hips and slowly began bouncing to feel more of the sensation from his pads.

“Mmm…Oh…Ken.” You breathed in his mouth. Your back arched when his finger flicked your clit. “Feels good huh, baby.” You nodded as your hips rolled against his fingers and your tongue danced with his. “Agh…” your open mouth kisses and your dainty hands on the sides of his face turned kenpachi on. You hissed when you felt his finger slide into your entrance. His breath hitched at how tight your walls hugged it that he added another finger.

“You’re so damn wet.” The squelches coming from your cunt made him get very hard. “Yes, right there Kenny.” You’re falling apart as his fingers curled and rubbed against that spongy spot that you bucked against him quickly. You wrapped your feet around his calves for better anchoring. You moved your head to the side next to his ears to focus on his fingers - your hot breathes filling his ears and the wooden chair creaking abit.

“That’s it, baby.” He nibbled your neck as you rode his fingers. Suddenly you felt close. Your hand went down to grip his wrist to keep it there. “Ah!” Kenny curved his finger and your head fell back and you saw stars. He chuckled at how much of a needy mess you look. Your breasts bouncing under your night dress, his thighs moving to your hips bouncing off his fingers.

“Oh fuck. ” You whispered. You’re getting close. “Kenny…Kenny!.” The hot syrupy feeling ignites as his thumb rubbed your clit as he fingers fucks you to oblivion. “That’s it, that’s it.” He felt your plush walls tremble. “Come on baby tighten my fingers.” He grinned heinously and chuckled. You looked at him with pure lust as your hips started to gyrate as you rode it faster. his knuckles covered in your arousal as you bucked against it. Before you knew it, you were going to squirt -

“Ken-Chaaann~~~!”

“Y/N- chaaaaaaaaaaan~~~~!”

Kenpachi’s stopped his fingers and looked at you. You instantly froze and only stared into kenpachi’s eyes. You held your breath while your walls were still clenching his fingers uncontrollably.

Yachiru ran in the hallways while calling the both of you cheerfully. Kenpachi sucked his teeth and slid his fingers out of your sobbing cunt. You whined but quickly moved your panty back. It’s completely soaked now. You were about to get up -

“Hmm? Why are you so close to Ken-Chan, Y/N-Chan.” She looked at you curiously. “Ehh…” you looked at kenpachi for help but he only smirked. You rolled your eyes and turned to the little pink haired girl. “Ah! I was massaging him!”

“Huh?” Yachiru raised an eyebrow and tilted her head to the side. “Is that how you do it?”

“Yes! Yes! I was just trying to get to all of the tight knots around his neck and shoulders.” You laughed - trying to look innocent as you backed away from kenpachi.

“Ohhh.” Yachiru looked intrigued and looked down at Kenpachi’s fingers…

“Why are you fingers wet, Ken-Chan?” She quickly walked towards him but he lifted his hand. “This?” He looked at it “curiously”. This is the oil that got onto my hand.” You glared at the man. “I was just trying to help y/n.” He chuckled.

“Oh. I see. Can I get a massage too, y/n-chaann~?” “Eh?” Your eyes widened and turned to kenpachi who only chuckled at you. He’s so useless! “Sure Love, after we eat lunch.” You walked to the counter to get a bowl for her and yachiru jumped around in joy.

“I’m gonna go piss. I’ll be back.” He got up. You turned around to give an OK but saw his long tongue lick his fingers in front of you and smirked as he walked out the kitchen.

Bastard.

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[actuallysaiyan]

Ecstasy Has Meaning Again(Kenpachi Zaraki x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, oral sex, vaginal fingering, size kink, belly/tummy bulge kink, Kenpachi is fucking HUGE, some mentions of sparring, squirting, unprotected sex

word count: 1.3k

pairings: Kenpachi Zaraki x Fem!Reader

summary: you asked to be Kenpachi's sparring partner, and while you two did spar, he had another...technique in mind.

a/n: for the lovely Vero(@yeowangies) <3

You’re panting and gasping for air as you throw your hands up in defeat. There was absolutely no way you’d be able to beat Kenpachi, but you had no intentions of beating him. You had only wanted to spar with him to improve your own skills in battle.

“S’that all you got?!” Kenpachi hollers before he approaches you. His hand extends to help you up.

“Y-yeah, that's all I’ve got.”

You look down in shame, but you still take the help to stand up. Your legs feel like jelly as you try to walk away, but his strong grip on your wrist helps steady you. He smirks as he looks at you, eyeing you up and down.

“You’re stronger than you let on,” he praises you, which comes as a surprise.

“You think so?!” You ask, your heart racing.

He smirks at you, and you can see the fire in his eyes. He doesn’t just tell anyone that they are strong, so you know you’ve got to believe it. Kenpachi purposefully approaches the strong so he can fight them. You’ve heard all kinds of crazy stories about this man.

“I think so. But there is another technique we can try,”

There’s a glint in his eyes that’s new to you. It’s a mischievous one that you aren’t sure you’ve ever seen in his eyes before. You’re wondering what he has in mind, but to learn any kind of technique from Kenpachi is an honor. So you accept to learn something else from him without really knowing what it is.

“Follow me, little one.”

When you asked Kenpachi to be his sparring partner, you had no idea it would end up like this…

“Hold your legs open for me, little one.” Kenpachi asserts, his voice is commanding and authoritative.

You whine as you try to hide yourself. He somehow got you on a bed, clothes strewn about the room and your glistening cunt on display for him. Though you aren’t a virgin, you’ve just never had too many partners leaving you a bit more on the inexperienced side.

“Do you have any idea how long it’s been since I had a woman like you naked for me?” Kenpachi asks, leaning in to press soft kisses on your neck. “It’s been much too long. When you ask to be my sparring partner today…”

You squeal when he bites down on the tender flesh of your neck. Your hands come flying up, fingers burying themselves into his spiky hair to keep you grounded.

“Mmm I knew I had to get a taste.” He laughs, eyeballing you as he pulls away.

Then before you know it, he’s got both of his large hands pushing against the backs of your thighs and he begins lapping at you. His tongue is so warm and velvety, you’re beginning to gush on it already. You’re letting out the most pathetic mewls and whimpers; Kenpachi grows more and more turned on as he listens to you.

“I just knew you tasted sweet,” he grunts between long, languid licks. 

Your eyes roll back in your skull and you desperately try to hump his face as he sucks on your clit. Another pathetic mewl escapes you as one of his long fingers slips into you. His eyes are so dark with lust as his gaze snaps up to watch your cute little reactions to all of this. You’re acting like you’ve never had your pussy licked before, and it’s so sexy for him to be able to witness this.

“Making my cock so hard,”

You whine pathetically again, and Kenpachi laughs before leaning back in to suck on your clit. His finger bullies its way into you, stretching you out. Even just his finger is so thick, and he curls it against your sweet spot with expertise. It’s like he knows exactly how to work your body and you can feel the coil in your tummy already about to snap. You clench the sheets below you in your fists, tears begin to sting your eyes from the intense pleasure.

“Ken–Kenpachi! I’m gonna cum!”

But before the dam breaks and you have your orgasm, Kenpachi is pulling away completely. He sucks the juices off his fingers, enjoying the way you still taste so sweet even on his skin. He’s looking at you like you’re a piece of meat and he’s a wild beast who’s hungry.

“No, no…this isn’t the technique.”

He then pulls off his clothes. Your eyes widen when you catch a glimpse at the heavy cock that hangs between his legs. How was that even going to fit inside of you? Your cunt continues to clench and pulse in protest from being edged like that, but the excitement of being stretched by such a monster cock was making you even more aroused.

He grasps his big cock, slapping it against your swollen clit. You let out a cute little moan, making him twitch against you. Then Kenpachi leans in to kiss you hungrily, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip.

“You drive me wild, woman.” He purrs, his voice taking on such a husky and gravelly tone.

You feel just how girthy he is while he slides his erection up and down your wet folds. He teases you a few times; pressing his cock to your hole and sliding just a bit in before pulling out completely.

“Kenpachi, please!” you beg, which makes him chuckle darkly again.

“Oh how I love the sound of that!”

He spreads your legs further and you watch as he spits onto your already soaked cunt. Your eyes are wide open as he slides that monster cock into you, having to stop halfway because you’re begging him to slow down. It’s only halfway in but you can feel him already in your tummy. It’s so big, so long. You knew it would be, but you could never properly imagine just how much this would be.

“Such a tight little pussy,” he teases you. Your cheeks heat up as you look up at him. He looks like he could eat you up.

With determination written all over his face, he begins rocking his hips and driving his cock into you even further. The minute he’s bottomed out, you swear you see stars. You’re drooling at this point, your brain is mush from taking this much cock. His tip is pressed against your cervix, and you place a hand on your tummy.

“Yes,” Kenpachi goads you on. “I’m that deep inside you.”

He thrusts gently a few times, and without warning, your orgasm comes crashing down on you. You cry out, your legs shaking and trembling as you begin soaking him in your juices. Kenpachi’s eyes widen, a wicked smirk on his face as he realizes what’s just happened.

“You just came? Just from…that?” He asks you, leaning in to shield you with his big body.

“Your…your cock’s so big.”

He begins to laugh again, and then he grips your thighs so they are stuck together and leaning against his chest. His hips begin smacking against your ass as he fucks into you harder and deeper, wanting more of your juices to coat him.

As Kenpachi ruts into you like an animal in heat, you desperately try to hold on. The way his cockhead keeps bumping against your sweet spot has you cumming over and over, soaking his big broad frame. The more you cum, the dumber you get. You can barely keep your eyes open when you hear him grunting and warning you he’s about to cum.

Ropes of thick, hot cum begin to coat your insides. It’s so much of it, it begins to leak out of you. Your belly is a bit distended from being so full of cum. You’re sure he’s going to give you a break now. But you’re so wrong. He begins rutting into you even harder and deeper now.

“Now, now…did you really think the training session was over?”

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[brittscafe]

Hello sweetheart. I can request for Kenpachi Zaraki (either headcanons or scenario), where he meets s/o (woman) and it is love at first sight (he fell for her first). And s/o is completely the opposite of him; petite, soft, gentle, kind etc. Thank you sou much if you write this, have a happy weekend ♥️

Of course! I'm currently on spring break, so I'm trying to get everyone's requests finished up <3 <3

I'm not sure what happened, but I went off the rails and included 20 million different scenarios.

Shocked and total head over heels. That's all Kenpachi could be when he first laid eyes on you. You were talking with Renji and threw your head back, letting out a loud laughter that rung through Kenpachi's ears.

Your laughter was like sweet music to him and you were literally the opposite of him. That's what he liked about you. You were soft, gentle, and kind.

Kenpachi marched over towards you and Renji. Renji's eyes widen as he glanced up at his captain and you notice a large shadow standing above you.

You slowly turn around and face Kenpachi Zaraki. He was your captain, but you hadn't met him yet as you were new to squad 11. Your eyes rake over his long raven hair and the confident expression he wears.

"Hi," you speak with a shy voice as he towers over you. Kenpachi almost backs away when you turn around and face him, blinking at him through your eyelashes.

After you got to know each other for a few weeks, he invited you out for drinks and it was the best thing to happen to him. Not so much for you though as you got really drunk and Kenny ended up slinging you over his shoulder, taking you home.

You were so tiny, he didn't want to hurt you though. Hell, you were barely taller than Yachiru.

He was so careful with every step he took back to the squad barracks, you were fragile to him.

"Put me down," you demand, kicking your feet in the air. Kenny lets out a low chuckle and shakes his head.

"No can do," he replies back, a smug smirk across his face as he carries you into your room.

"Put me down unless you want me to get sick all over your captain's uniform. Please, captain," you beg him and his expression immediately drops.

Kenpachi carefully places you down on the ground and you sprint into the bathroom. Curiosity gets the best of Kenny as he pokes his head inside the bath and finds you a complete mess, hanging over the toilet.

You didn't even notice when he stepped inside and kneeled down beside you until, his rough hands pushed back your hair.

You sniffle quietly and lift up your head, tears streaming down your face as Kenny holds back your hair.

"I'm sorry, captain," you sigh out, cheeks flushed with embarrassment and shame. Kenpachi's eyes soften and his lips curl up into a tiny grin.

It's safe to say that Kenpachi was definitely in love with you in that moment and confessed right then and there.

~

The first time you both were alone, Kenny was surprised by how affectionate you were. His breath hitches in his throat as you wrap your arms around his torso.

"What are you doing?" Kenny asks you with a firm voice. You glance up at Kenpachi and smile warmly.

"Hugging you. Do you not like it?" you mumble out, a frown tugging on your face. Kenny's lips slightly part open and he hums with amusement.

Instead of using his words, he wraps his arms around you and holds you. Kenny would never admit how much he loves to hold you or when you rake your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp.

~

He's super protective over you. One time you were arguing with Ikkaku and he ran away the moment, Kenny walked over and towered over you.

You didn't even notice Kenny was towering over you glance down at the ground and see his shadow. You spin around on your heel and let out a deep sigh.

"I don't know why everyone is so scared of you," you shrug your shoulders.

"Hmph," Kenny lets out a low chuckle as you grab onto his large hand. His hand is so large, it could cover your face two times over.

"You're like a giant teddy bear," you comment, squeezing his hand and snuggling into his side. A smile tugs on Kenny's face and he interlaces your fingers together.

~

When Yhwach came around and the soul society got invaded, Kenny became insane.

You managed to come face to face with Yhwach and it was the worst thing to ever happen to you. You couldn't even pick up your sword before he manages to wrap his hand around your throat.

You gasp loudly as he effortlessly lifts you off the ground and your feet dangle in the air. His fingers squeeze into your soft flesh and your lungs burn for an ounce of air.

The tears fill up to the brim of your eyes and you whimper with agony.

"Let her go!" a deep voice roars out from behind you and your heart skips a beat. You couldn't turn your head to see Kenny, but you knew it was him.

Kenpachi swings his sword down with all his strength and effort. Your eyes widen as his bare arm stops Kenpachi's sword with ease and your breath shudders.

Yhwach releases his tight grip on you and you thud onto the ground. You watch in pure fear as Yhwach grabs onto Kenny's throat and brings him down to his knees.

You couldn't move, your limps and muscles were limp. You pant heavily as the tears stream down your face and you couldn't do a single thing about it.

"Please...stop," you mutter out, your voice hoarse and breaking. Yhwach glances down at you and suddenly the ground starts to rattle beneath you.

You knew what it was or who it was. The head captain was heading to the front lines.

Yhwach releases his tight grip on Kenny and he slumps over on the ground, breathing heavily.

Your eyes dart over to Kenpachi as he struggles to get up from the ground. His face twists with agony and he grunts quietly as he presses his palm into the ground, lifting himself up.

You blink in utter shock as Kenpachi limps over to you and even struggles to pick you up in his arms.

He grunts loudly as he starts to limp away from the scene.

Heat. Heat was all you think about. Sweat covers your face and every inch of Kenny's body.

The thud of Captain Yammato's body can be heard throughout the entire soul society. A hole flickers in your heart as your eyes dart around the destruction, chaos, and death that's surrounding the soul society.

A tiny gasp leaves your lips and your throat tightening up with immense agony.

"Don't look, y/n. Damn it," Kenpachi curses out, falling back down onto his knees. His grip becomes tighter around you and you gulp, glancing up at him.

"Put me down, Kenny," you demand and confusion becomes written all over his face. Your eyes soften and he clears his throat, gently setting you down on the rubble.

You stand on your knees and hold up your limp body.

Kenny lowers his head and his eyes become heavy. You put on a weak smile and slowly reach out towards him. You place your hand on his cheek and your jaw drops open as Kenny's head smacks down onto your shoulder.

You press your free hand against his chest and listen to his thumping heartbeat. You let out a sigh of relief and you were even more relieved when a group of healers made their way over to the two of you.

~

You never left his side in the hospital. It was too crowded in there with all the injuries and death lingering in your mind. You crawl into Kenny's side and let out a tiny sigh.

You knew he was going to wake up, but it was a matter of when. You couldn't help but frown at the sight of all his injuries. Scars litter his chest and new ones are making their mark.

A hand cups the back of your head and your heart skips a beat. You glance up at Kenpachi, his eyes still fluttering open and he readjusts himself.

"Hey, you okay?" Kenny asks, his eyes raking over your face. You had a few bruises and patches of dried blood on your face. With his free hand, he cups your cheek.

"I think I'm the one who should be asking if you're okay," you point out, a frown tugging on your face as you lean into his hand.

"I'm going to kill him for ever laying a hand on you, y/n. I mean it, I'm going to make him suffer for hurting you," Kenny's speaks through gritted teeth, but his voice is still soft when speaking to you.

Your eyes slightly widen and your heartstrings are tugged on once again.

"I love you," a wide smile grows across your face and dip your head down, pressing your lips against his. He smiles against your lips and you run your fingers through his long hair.

"Not the usual response I get to that," Kenny comments, pulling away from your lips. The happy expression you wear on your face makes Kenny all soft and gushy inside.

"We can work on that," you reply, letting out a tiny giggle.

That's his favorite sound in the entire loud. Your laughter ringing through his eardrums....

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[suvidrache]

KENPACHI FLUFF

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Word Count: 119 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version

- Kenpachi loves hugs, cuddles, and affection!

- He has no problem with PDA and wouldn't be afraid to initiate it (unless that makes you uncomfortable)

- He would never do anything more than hold hands in front of Yachiru and even that is pushing it.

- If you're not walking as fast as him, he'll pick you up and carry you

- Often times he disappears to take his daily nap. Only you and a few people would know of this secret location.

- He keeps all flowers you give him in a vase on his desk until they die (not wilt, but die)

- You have become the second parent to Yachiru

- You know where he keeps the candy in his desk for her

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[sokonoi]

𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢 + 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞

KENPACHI first found out you were pregnant because of yachiru. sure, your face looked puffer and more glossier then normal & sure you smelled different! didn’t mean anything to him. that is until yachiru throws out the idea of you being pregnant.

“i don’t know what’s gotten into y/n,” kenpachi muses at the dinner table

yachiru stuffs more rice balls into her mouth. “she’s probably pregnant,” yachiru says although kenpachi didn’t catch the beginning of the sentence all he heard was pregnant. his eyes blink again and again until it sinks in.

KENPACHI does store runs alot. your midnight cravings are very serious to him. he will go in the middle of the night if needed while sleep is still tugging at his eyes.

KENPACHI who caters to your every whim. even down to keeping his hair smooth & treated. ever since you made a comment about how coarse his hair feels between your fingers.

KENPACHI who’s favorite part of the day is when he comes home & gets to talk to “ladybug”. he knows your carrying his daughter he’s about 99.9% sure. he doesn’t care about the gender, but deeply in his heart he wants a girl.

KENPACHI actually enjoys being a girl dad. he stays with little clips in his hair & the elaborate tea parties with chairs he can barley fit in because of his size. the frilly dresses yachiru & you wear to be regal.

KENPACHI is very over protective & his squad seems to inherit the trait very quickly. it’s like having your a whole army behind you. so when kenpachi isn’t around you still don’t lift a finger.

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